#i genuinely dont think he was comprehending what was happening when i started laughing in his face
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I hope the dude who called me a fake lesbian because I joked that my friend was my wife, and then stared at me blanky when i started laughing, has a great day, because he makes me giggle to myself too often
#thinking about the just absolutely confused look on his face makes my days better#he got the wrooooong people for that#both because that would be straight actually#and because he told that to a gay man (me) and a lesbian with a long term gf (my friend)#there were 20 of us and 2 of us r publicly out#he had such a low chance of saying that to someone whos queer and somehow he managed to achieve it#i actively dislike him but also his confused face made my day#i genuinely dont think he was comprehending what was happening when i started laughing in his face
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Love LOVED your honest dating and the smoking hc, would you be comfortable doing one of those for Craig's gang??
Honest dating headcanons 💯 🔥
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Craig's gang
Masterlist!
♡Course i can lmao I was thinking about doing one with craigs gang lol (GENDER NEUTRAL AGED UP)
♡Idk why but the jimmy one is really sad lmao
Craig
•Bro could not care less about you
•He wont care if you break up
•He wont treat you any differently in or after the relationship
•He'd hang out with you once and then you'd start dating with out you knowing
•It just happens one day lmao
•He just tells everyone your together
•He wont do any sort of physical affection
•He might buy you a gift on your birthday
•Tbh i dont picture him being an overly horrible person i just think he is boring as fuck
•Literally doesnt kiss you or hold your hand
•its just being w friends with more labels
Tweak
•Gets a nosebleed whenever you make eye contact
•SUPER nervous around you
•He cannot even comprehend you liking him let alone being in a relationship with him
•Dating freaks him the fuck out
•After you ask him out (sorry but there is no chance of him doing that)
•And even then theres only a 50 percent chance of him saying yes. Even though he likes you
•Overthinks all the time
•If you leave him on delivered for one second he'll freak out
•He is very anxious with you
•Needs constant reassurance you like him
•He is a bit of a pick me, he sends this emoji 🥺
•He is so clingy
•He'll cry if he sees you talking to anyone but him
•If you ever broke up he would never be able to talk or look at you again
Jimmy
•He asked you out as a dare thinking you would say no and you said yes
•Felt too bad to break up with you
•Has been convincing himself to love you ever since
•He'll try give you the ick or being mean to you to get you to break up with him
•You actually fall more in love with him
•He'll start to fall for you too
•If you laugh at his jokes
•Or make an effort to make him laugh
•But then his dreams get crushed
•Someone told you that he asked you out as a joke
•You genuinely get upset and break up with him
•Leaving him heart broken
•He brings you gifts and he looks at you whenever he makes jokes to see if you laugh
•He hates himself for what he did :(
Tolkien
•Probably the most sane relationship you will have
•He wont admit it
•But he is very very stuck up
•He has a very particular taste, like kyle
•However unlike kyle he is a pretty rizzy rizzler
•He'll take you out on nice dates
•He gets bored pretty easily though
•He'll break up with you in a nice way though
•He'll drop a bunch of flowers or chocolates at your door or locker and write you a note
•Too stuck up to do it in person
•He'll treat you like the relationship never happened when you break up though
•Like everything goes back to normal
Clyde
•He is a pretty well wanted guy in south park high
•He gets a lot of bitches which is very odd because he is one of those guys that really arent anything special but they pull so much
•These people have fueled his ego so much, he thinks he is Ryan gosling
•He'll come up to you like 'sup then ask you know a date
•You'll start dating
•He can be really sweet but he acts all tough because he is the epitome of toxic masculinity
•He got bullied for being a 'crybaby' so i guess he made himself the opposite to fit in
•He gets pissed off when you say he is being flirty with other people
•He cheats on you one night when he is drunk (suprise suprise)
•He cries telling you it was a mistake
•And you dump him in front of everyone
•And he makes you out to be the problem
•Then the whole school hates you
dividers by @k1ssyoursister
#south park x reader#south park headcanons#south park#craig tucker fluff#craig tucker x reader#tweek tweak x reader#tweek tweak#clyde donovan fluff#clyde donovan x reader#tolkien#tolkien black x reader#jimmy south park#jimmy valmer#jimmy valmer x reader
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Chapter Two
A rough start we get off too
Series Masterlist
Katsuki B. X Reader
Rated M
⚠️Warnings: SMUT, improper use/depiction of certain kinks, abusive, manipulative, toxic behavior, unreal ideals of sex, use of daddy, ddlg themes, hard Dom, etc.
Let the SMUT commence
The way each pair of lips fit so perfectly together was absolutely enthralling: Passion was raw, ferocity was made so obviously evident from the growl he emitted at each attempt you made at sucking his tounge into your mouth. Only separating to take in a few large gulps of much needed oxygen, before diving back in to repeat the process over again.
“Please….P-Pleaseee…Kat..Suki…I-“ he presses a finger to your lips. That brief period of oxygen deprivation seemed to of induced a delirium of sorts. Assessing your thoughts has become similar to sifting through wet sand; Try as you might, you just can’t seem to comprehend what exactly you’d been attempting to beg him for in the first place. This look of empty headed confusion is also something Bakugou commits to memory, a first glimpse of his dumb little girl. He surveys you with bemused interest, looking as composed as ever.
“Down that bad for me hah? All I did was kiss ya a little and you’re already falling to pieces on me” the finger on your lips slides down to tilt your chin up, while he dips his head down to whisper in your ear. “Cant even imagine what kinda mess you’ll become once I finally split cha open with this big cock, such a stupid little girl”.
You suck in a deep shuddering breath as your legs suddenly give out beneath you, leaving you helplessly sliding down the wall. Bakugou laughs in such a condescending baritone as he effortlessly picks you up and deposits you on his bed. Picking his chair back up, he moves it beside the bed to take a seat in front of you.
“Listen real close to what I’m about to tell ya cause its important, open those fuckin’ ears princess cause if I end up havin’ to constantly keep repeatin’ myself…” he leaves the implicated threat hanging in the air between you two. Swallowing what remains of your now virtually non existent pride: You sit up straight and lean forward slightly, making sure to hold eye contact while he spoke. As the one sided conversation progresses and you inevitably begin to feel the need to either scoff or mouth off, you lightly bite your tounge. When the need to roll your eyes seems irresistible you make sure to blink a few times.
Bakugou and his ego always seem to have a way of destroying any sort of illusion that he is anything other than a self-righteous narcissist. Well, now he’s YOUR self-righteous narcissist…CORRECTION; You cant think like that anymore….from now on he’s….daddy.
The thought accompanies a brief pang in your metaphorical gut, is it regret? Maybe guilt? You aren’t sure.
“-Last ones, your still paying attention right princess?”.
Hearing his question has your eyes immediately snapping back into focus. You take in the handsome (but grumpy) face in front of you, nervously wondering when exactly he’d invaded your personal space.
“Y-Yes daddy, I’m listening to you” you stutter slightly, now noticing he’s actually kneeling on the mattress with you.
“So every day I expect you to do your absolute best” now with each statement he leans further into you, “You’re always going to remember how much daddy cares about you”. He presses a large hand against your chest, forcing your back down against the pillows behind you. “Realize that daddy always knows what’s best for you” both hands now rest on either side of you, effectively caging you in.
“You’ll always know that you can rely on daddy, and will trust him one hundred percent of the time”.
The intensity of his crimson stare has your face burning up, and heart rapidly pounding in your chest. It’s now taking a serious amount of conscious effort to keep your eyes locked with his. “Any questions? Comments?…..concerns?” he puts an emphasis on that last word, wolffish grin firmly in place.
Shaking your head apparently wasn’t a good enough answer because its followed with a stern; “Use your words princess, you either say: Yes daddy or No daddy….understood?”.
“I understand daddy….I’ll follow your rules daddy” you reply, embarrassment evident at having to repeat the unfamiliar word.
“You sure? It’s not like you to have absolutely nothing to say” he’s testing you, you’ll play into it this time.
“Well if you insist…..I do have a question, just one” at this his eyes instantly narrow and you could have sworn you’d seen a few stray sparks emit from his palms.
“Would it be too much to ask daddy if he wouldn’t mind kissing me again?”
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Euphie checks her phone for the eigth time since she’d last texted you over forty-five minutes ago. Why weren’t you responding? Maybe she really had pushed you too far this time….A large hand comes to rest over her much smaller one, at this she finally sets her phone facedown on the table with a sigh.
“She wont stay angry with you forever, her and Bakubro might be having such a good time together that she’s forgotten all about her phone” Kirishima tries his best to reassure with his usual smile. The sudden wide eyed, dead pan stare he gets in return whipes that smile from his now reddening face. He’s realized far too late at what his words seem to of implied.
“I didn’t mean it like that! Really! I promise I didn’t! M’sorry”. Seeing the red head this flustered is so adorable, his companion cant help but giggle.
“I know Eji, dont worry about it”.
Entrusting your care to Bakugou was fine: He cares about you almost as much as she herself does. If she wasn’t certain how genuine the boy’s feelings toward you were, none of this would ever have happened.
Yeah, everything is going to be just fine….You’ll thank her one day.
💥
Bakugou’s crimson gaze is way too intense while roaming over the female laying down on his bed. Having her completely bare, and spread out before him is an accomplishment he shamelessly contragulates himself for. She’s getting self conscious now: Delicate hands come up to cover her chest, and plush thighs press together in an attempt to hide the drooling mess kept between them. It’s all or naught though as her legs are suddenly wrenched apart, and each wrist is now pinned above her head, held in just a single one of his hands.
“Nu-uh princess, no hiding….keep those legs open…wanna see all of you” condescending words only seem to widen his feral grin.
Seeing his cock now freed from its previously strained confinements as its looms above you, standing tall, has your leaky little hole twitching. The smooth inner walls inside repeatedly clenching in anticipation. Bakugou trails a finger from clit to slit as he hums in approval.
“What’s this hah? Such a fuckin’ mess your makin’ down here”
“S-Sorry daddy…I cant help it…Just want you so bad…dont wanna wait any longer…Please dont make me wait more” a soft roll of your hips accompanies your pleading whines. Your continuous begging for his cock has that monster stirring in him again, he has to forcibly push the dark thoughts away before addressing you again.
“If I dont prep you then-“ you interrupt him.
“It’s fine! I can take it, please just take me…” he notices your moment of hesitation before you lock eyes with him while adding “make it hurt”.
You’re just so fucking bold!
Trying to make demands, disguised as requests! Its so cute he cant help but caress your cheek before bestowing upon you the last gentle kiss you’ll get until he’s throughly DESTROYED you for anyone else.
“Dont ever fucking tell me what to do again” he growls before slamming his hips forward.
He’s buried balls deep inside you: Your initial gasp at the sudden intrusion, now morphs into a silent scream that has a you arching up off the mattress.
“Got that you greedy little slut? See what happens?” He taunts through gritted teeth.
Your cunt squeezing and spasming around his cock feels incredible, to the point he has to busy himself with sucking harshly on your neck to keep from releasing desperate whimpers of his own.
“I can take it…please move….m’sorry daddy…please don’ be mad a’me….”
“M’not mad at you baby….s’okay” He manages to reassure you through his clenched jaw. He finally starts to move inside of you, desperately trying so hard to take it easy on you. All precedent falls apart when your legs wrap around his waist, now he’s digging you out.
“Y’okay?” He rasps while continuously ravaging your tight cunt.
“M-mm-more than okay” you stutter.
“Taking my cock so well baby girl….Fucking hell!” His lewd compliment causing your insides to involuntarily clench.
“Deeper! Deeper!” You plead.
Katsuki thought you’d preferred his shallow thrusts, but if you really wanted your guts rearranged he’d be pleased to make it happen. He grabs one of your legs, placing it up on his broad shoulder, while the other remains curled around his hip. Straightening up he smirks down at you, before delivering a harsh slap to your clit. Now beginning to rapidly piston his hips while taunting you: “What did I tell you earlier hah? Answer me dammit!”.
His hot hand comes down on your inner thigh and you cry out: “N-Not supposed t-to tell y-you what to d-do!”. It shouldn’t be possible for you to be squeezing him even tighter, but somehow you do. That can mean only one thing… “Gonna cum aren’t you princess? I can feel ya choking the life outta my cock”.
A pathetic whine accompanies your vigorous head nods and he growls in response: “You.better.fucking.not” a thrust accompanying each word, “Y’dont fuckin’ listen, shouldn’t let ya cum at all with how you keep misbehavin’, better start fuckin’ beggin”.
Horrified at the thought, you fight through the fog permeating your brain and force movement out of your lolling tounge.
“P-please daddy, I’ll b-be good from now on if y-you’ll just let me c-cum! Y-you’re just making me feel so good daddy, no one’s ever made me feel this i-incredible before” your panting breaths making it too difficult to continue speaking. Even if he doesn’t believe it, your words are entirely true, this is the first time you can ever recall feeling like this during sex. A foreign sensation is making its way into your gut, your limbs are moving of their own accord, you cant think straight when you manage to speak next: “Its too much! Too big, Too deep, Too intense! I c-cant take anymore please make it stop!”.
“Stop? Oh fuck no princess, after all this lip you’ve been giving me, you think I’m gonna let you tap out like a little bitch? Think again” his thumb begins to rub harsh circles against your clit. “We’re not stopping until you cream all over my cock like a nasty girl like you is supposed to, then you’re gonna do it again when I blow my load inside this tight fucking cunt and you’ll scream my name while I fucking do it because this pussy is all mine! Got all that you fucking whore?”.
“Yes daddy” you whimper, face screwed up in tight concentration as he finally pushes you over the edge. Your eyes fly open as you blindly search for his hand, gripping it tightly in attempts to anchor yourself in reality as a sudden rush of dopamine floods your brain. White hot pleasure seemingly overwhelming every single nerve in your body, making your legs shiver as you faintly hear yourself calling out his name repeatedly. Katsuki is the only thing you know in this strange foreign place: This comforting warmth suddenly invades your tummy, continuously being pumped inside you while you moan at the newfound sensation.
A pair of strong arms wind themselves around you, pulling you closer, making you feel safe, at ease, loved?
“Come…back…..come back to me” he’s calling for you. Your soul had to of vacated your body; You feel Weightless, you’re floating, “Daddy?”. Suddenly you start sinking, and without warning your body jolts, “Katsuki?!”.
“M’right here princess, daddy’s got you….Disappeared on me for a lil while” his familiar voice is grounding. His fingers card gently through your hair, and for the very first time you’re seeing a “Soft” side to this so easily angered man. Sighing contentedly you snuggle into his chest, letting his caramel scented sweat overwhelm your senses.
“I really like this”
“Hah?! That’s all you have to say?!”
Ah there he goes, moment ruined, illusion shattered.
“I’m sorry. But I’m not entirely coherent just yet…you uh…you kinda did a number on me there” you mutter sheepishly, making an attempt to escape his embrace. Its immediately thwarted, and your pulled right back against his chest. “Ah fuck…knew I shoulda just made you wait and prepped you properly….Sorry about that, guess I just got caught up in everything”. Surely hell has frozen over: Katsuki Bakugou just not only admitted a possible wrong doing, but APOLGIZED for it as well!
“Ive wanted to do this with you for so long: Fuck you, hold you, be with you, and I fucked it up! Just like I always seem to fucking do, I-“
“Daddy” your voice effectively silences his self-depreciating rant. His hand begins to gently run up and down your back as he mumbles a “Yes princess?”.
You lean back slightly, tilting your head up so those cute doe eyes can stare up into his, the smile your wearing makes his chest tighten.
“M’not hurt, sore but not damaged….I wasn’t referring to my body, I meant you did a number on my mind…Besides I asked for it remember? I’ve wanted this for a long time too, so I got impatient…Please dont berate yourself, lets just enjoy this moment as the first of many now…Kay?”.
That’s right, you’re his now; Along with the opportunity to care for and make sure to correct you…he’ll be able to do this with you again. You had given yourself to him after all, so he can have you as many times as he wants, whenever he wants! He’s far too occupied with his lewd thoughts to care about the foreboding darkness thats begun to emerge from its confines within his skull.
You don’t remember falling asleep but Katsuki gently prods you awake: “Baby…wake up, Its dinner time…I made food for us…c’mon princess you need to eat”.
You whine, attempting to burrow further beneath the blankets, “Not hungryyyy...wanna sleep more!”.
“Dont make daddy ask you again, you wont like what happens”.
Not interested in ruining such a wonderful night, you begrudgingly sit up. Noticing he’s seated at his desk, with a large steaming bowl set infront of him. You slide out of bed, standing up and realizing you’re naked, but strangely not embarrassed by it.
“Here” he tosses you a shirt, “Now c’mere, hurry up before it gets cold!”. Pulling his shirt over your head as you pad over to him and take a seat on his lap. Noticing the single spoon and bowl has you looking at him with genuine curiosity. “Since you like actin like a damn baby so much, figured I’d continue treatin’ you like one” his words make you grin sheepishly again, and you hold out your hand expectantly waiting for him to hand you the spoon….he doesn’t.
Taking an impressive spoonful of the steaming food he then proceeds to blow on it before bringing it up to your lips.
“Say ahh, brat”.
“Wha-?”
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he shoves the spoon into your open mouth. Of course it tastes amazing, but he doesn’t plan on keeping this up right? WRONG!
Repeating the pattern of giving you a bite and then taking one himself.
“I can feed myself y’know…” you mutter growing increasingly flustered at the insulting action but more so the fact that its making you feel….excited?
“I dont think you can princess….I always hear Euphie bitchin at ya for skipping breakfast or to hurry up and come eat dinner” pausing to feed himself, then repositioning the now loaded spoon back infront of you before continuing.
“That shit ends today, gonna teach ya how important it is to take care of yourself, and if you wont? Then I guess daddy will have to do it for ya”.
You’re squirming in his lap by the time you accept the last bite,swallowing thickly before making an attempt at vaulting off his lap. Large hands immediately snag you around the middle before your feet even touch the ground.
“No, No, thats not how we do things around here, where the fuck are your manners?” he slips a hand between your clenched thighs to move them apart, and then brings a slap down to the inside of each. You dont even know why he’d done that and the shock is evident on your face. “You like when I baby ya, dont lie to me LITTLE girl”.
“No I-“
“What’s this then?” he quickly interupts while holding up the palm he’d previously slapped you with. Glimmering in the low light is your sticky arousal coating his palm.
“Sorry” your voice is barely audible as you hang your head in shame.
“Mhm sure you are…Here I am being a good care taker to you and what did you do? Sat there thinking all kinds of nasty things while I spoon feed you, you really are a fuckin depraved slut aren’t you princess?”
You bite your lip as your eyes start to water,still refusing to look up and far too embarrassed to respond. A finger beneath your chin forces your head up and his breath hitches when he notices tears getting ready to fall. A malicious smile now turns his lips upward as he cups your cheek, “Look at that…shes about to start crying and all because of what? Cuz you just exposed yourself for being the depraved little slut you are?”.
“NO! No im not I-“.
“You are” his grip tightens painfully on your jaw, pulling your face forward so its now just an inch away from his own, “And I fuckin’ love it”. Then he’s surging forward pressing his lips against yours; Forcing his tongue into your mouth, hand coming around to grip the back of your head. Your lungs are on fire while his hand slips under your shirt to harshly grope at your chest. Clawing his forearms is finally enough to get his attention and he reluctantly pulls away. You’ve just barely began catching your breath when he suddenly stands up, keeping a firm grip on your ass to carry you, before dropping you onto the bed.
“Take that off and-“
*knock knock knock*
The sudden knocking followed abruptly by Kirishima’s muffled shouting, startles both you and Katsuki, and the rattling door knob has you immediately springing into action.
“Hey we brought back desert to share with you guys! So just meet us at my room whenever you feel like it, Euphie’s changing her clothes and then she’ll be there too, we’re gonna watch a movie if you two wanna join us!”.
He must have heard Bakugou’s standard non-committal grunt in response, because you hear his retreating footsteps trail off down the hall.
Grabbing your skirt out from underneath the bed, you stand back up.
Just as you’d gotten to your feet your immediately pushed face first onto the mattress. A sweaty hand takes hold of your hip in a bruising grip, while the other delivers a sharp pinch to your ass cheek. Yelping in response to the sudden harsh yank of your hair that proceeds a whisper of:
“You didn’t really think I would let you off that easy did you? Your fuckin’ cake can wait brat, we’re done when I fuckin say we are, got it?”.
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A/N: I hope this chapter was to everyone’s liking, I’m actually kind of nervous to post it but 🤷🏼♀️ Chapter 3 has a fair amount of smut in it as well so look forward to that. I’m hoping to get another one shot up for “A man of his word” this week, if you like extreme Yandere Bakugou check that out. I have one penned but it needs to be typed up.
#bakugou katsuki smut#katsuki bakugo x reader#daddy bakugou#bakugo smut#bakugou x reader#bnha smut#katsuki bakugo#Katsuki bakugou#dom bakugou
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Hi, im going through something. Its gonna be long so im sorry in advance, i just really needed to get this out of me. I really dont think some people can comprehend what fangirling means or how it affects your life or it actually comes at a point where you needed it the most thats why you develop that obsession. I KNOW it seems stupid to everyone but my obsession with any celeb, band, fictional character, show, team or sportsperson came at a point when i needed it the most. To help me get through something that i was genuinely hurt and scarred by and couldnt stop thinking about. So i ran into the way of that obsession. Which is exactly what happened with my formula 1 but specifically daniel ricciardo obsession. I swear to go god he was the getaway from my depressing thoughts and ideas and the sickening headspace i had been on for months. I was the most heartbroken and hurt ive ever been in my life and at a mind where i thought noone could never love me for who i am bc im not worthy. Then i started to get involved with f1 and him. I needed to hold on to something that could make me busy in my own head and i could love and support and follow up. I SWEAR TO GOD nobody or nothing helped me as much as that man getting on that car every weekend or his silly goofy mood videos from past. You know that video with his nephew when he falls trying to say hi and daniel laughs and he falls and daniel laughs harder?? That was the first thing that put a genuine smile on my face and made me laugh in a while when i saw it. I had been the most silent ive been in my life during that depressing period and everyone around me was worried bc i genuinely lost my spark. But then i found myself talking about daniel, his funny moments, achivements to everyone around me, discussing it with such an interest and that was the only thinh that kept me engaged and happy. And mostly for me, those obsessions or hardcore fangirling slowly fades away in time when i start to heal. And i can tell you that him just being him helped me heal even tho this year was also one of his most struggling seasons. But im not ready. Im just not. Im absolutely sobbing writing this. Im not ready to let him go, neither from my headspace nor from that sport. It sounds so silly when i say this but he means so much in my life. Im just not ready and i dont know what to feel other than that wave of sadness
this!!!!!!!!!! you’re absolutely right about everything you said and i couldn’t agree more. I’ve been going through so much this year and literally the only thing keeping me together is a man driving a car even though he mostly had shit races, i needed a distraction and he’s there and seeing how he gets up after every fucked up race and can’t wait for another race weekend gives me so much motivation to this day. and seeing how he needs a break, i understand that, i really do. hopefully he’ll still be around and give us more videos and we can still connect with him i guess.
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Hii! so i really love Dialuci and i wanted to request a fic about them. I like the 5 things + 1 thing trope but i saw that u already have a fic like that, so if you dont wanna use i understand, i just want a cute Dialuci fic bc they are adorable 💖
5 Times Diavolo Felt a Little Less Alone
AO3
Ship: Diavolo/Lucifer
Word Count: 2005
Warnings: None
A/N: Hi Anon! I’m always down for 5+1 requests! I hope you like this! I’m still getting used to writing for this ship, but I had fun!
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Diavolo’s fingers danced along the castle walls as he gazed at the fallen Morning Star. He was more than the prince could ever wish for, to ever hope for, and he was standing right there. Well, sitting. He’d met Lucifer before, but he’d never seen him this worn. It was understandable, but still.
Gripping his nerves, Diavolo decided to approach him once more. Lucifer’s eyes swept up towards the movement and the Prince suddenly was all too aware of his heart pounding away in his chest.
“May I take this seat?” he asked.
Lucifer was silent for a moment, then he nodded, “I suppose you can.”
He was a bit more eager than he’d like to admit at the ‘okay’. He wanted to turn the Devildom into a home for Lucifer and his brothers, to make them all feel comfortable. He wanted them to want to stay.
Lucifer regarded him oddly, almost as if he couldn’t make out Diavolo’s intentions. Which was fair by all means. Perhaps he wasn’t setting the most appropriate of moods, but he found himself giddy at the mere thought of sitting close to the Morning Star. Even if the circumstances that brought them together once more were grim, he was still happy that he got to see him again.
“Can I get you some tea?”
He wasn’t sure if he wanted something to calm Lucifer or his own nerves. He’d have Barbatos bring every type out that he could find. He wanted to give Lucifer the widest variety of options that he could. He wanted to give Lucifer anything that he could.
“I suppose that would be nice,” Lucifer seemed hesitant. It was understandable of course, but Diavolo was already summoning Barbatos. He was going to make the Devildom home for Lucifer.
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Diavolo loved parties. They filled the castle up with people and laughter and music. Things Diavolo wished there had been more of as he was growing up. Even so, sometimes the parties still felt lonely. Others wouldn’t address him the same way they addressed each other. It made sense, he was the Devildom’s prince. They had to treat him with respect.
He could act like one of them.
But he couldn’t be one of them.
His fingers tightened around his glass.
“Lord Diavolo, are you quite alright?” Lucifer was staring at him. Lucifer’s attention was on him.
He forced a laugh and put his hand on his shoulder, “Of course! Why would I be anything other than okay?
Lucifer’s brow furrowed and his lip twitched. He didn’t believe a word that had just come out of Diavolo’s mouth. Lucifer was the eldest of his brothers and the one that kept them in line, he knew when he was being lied to.
But before he could get a word out, Diavolo was already spewing more words at him. “I mean, just look at everyone out there having a grand time! There’s nothing to be disappointed about when there’s so many smiling faces,” he said, “In fact, shouldn’t you be out there enjoying yourself too?”
Getting Diavolo to try to go back to their previous discussion would be like taking Cerberus to the vet. So Lucifer played along, for now.
“I don’t believe I will, I have a perfect vantage point of my brothers from here.”
“Vantage-?”
Diavolo glanced out to where Lucifer was nodding. The rest of the six were all in perfect view with a slight turn of the head. He shouldn’t be surprised, Lucifer always had to make sure his brothers were on his best behavior. Well, Diavolo didn’t necessarily think that Lucifer had to per say, it was something he just did.
“So if it’s quite alright with you, I think I’m content on staying right here.”
For the first time that night, Diavolo felt himself relax and offer a genuine smile, “Of course.”
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He knew it was late, but come on. Diavolo tapped the back of his D.D.D. restlessly as he listened to the line ring. Sure he could send a text, but he just wanted to hear someone else’s voice for a moment. Just a moment. Then he would be content.
He was about to hang up and redial again when a tired voice came up on the other end of the line.
“Diavolo? Do you have any idea what time it is?”
Part of him felt bad when he heard Lucifer yawn on the other end of the line, but his heart also leapt at the sound of his voice. Lucifer had a strange affect on him, and Diavolo was addicted to the sensation. It filled a void that rested deep within him, and he didn’t want that space to ever be vacant again.
“Ah, I apologize Lucifer. I just had something I wanted to tell you,” he stopped. Well, that phrase wasn’t completely a lie. He was sorry, but he didn’t have anything to say. “But it all seems to be slipping my mind right now.”
Silence flooded the other end of the line. A sigh entered his ear. “Diavolo- Send me a text when you remember then. You can always tell me to-”
“Wait.”
He could feel Lucifer hesitate. He could practically see the way his eyebrow raised, how his arms would fold if he wasn’t holding his D.D.D. He could feel the way he analyzed him, looking for the smallest bit of truth, the tiniest give away in his being. His words died at his lips, his normal forms of begging and pleading refused to come out.
He didn’t want to be alone.
Not right now.
Not ever.
“Please don’t go.”
His voice came out so small. It didn’t fit him. Normally his presence was powerful and captivating, but not he felt like the smallest breeze could blow him away. The ticking of his clock started to flood his mind, drawing out any other possible thought he could have had.
Time stretched out in odd ways Diavolo couldn’t comprehend, and there was only one thing that brought him back.
“Alright, alright. I’ll stay on the line, just don’t mind if you hear snoring. Now, what do you want to tell me?”
***
4
“Oh Lucifer! Look at this!”
Humans had such odd little things, but they were also incredibly dear. Who would have thought about making tiny clothes for animals? Adorable!
Diavolo held up a small yellow raincoat and pushed it into Lucifer’s face, “You should see if you can get a big one for Cerberus.
“Cerberus will be fine without,” yet his eyes lingered on the small outfit for a moment too long. A smile cracked at his lips, “I do believe I know a certain chihuahua it might fit though.”
Lucifer chuckled to himself as Diavolo continued to gaze at the little treasures that decorated the walls. “Oh they even have little rain boots! It’s a shame they don’t have anything bigger. Human dogs are just so tiny. And they don’t have nearly enough heads. They’re still just as lovable though.”
His hands moved to the bones and a frown spread across his face, “These are hardly fit for a dog.”
“On that front I agree with you. Not bloody enough.”
“Not big enough.”
“And they hardly look study.”
“It would barely function as a toothpick!”
“And no meat either.”
“It’s sad really.”
“Trully.”
The human world was different from the Devildom, very different. Diavolo could honestly say he’d never experienced something quite like it before. Everytime he thought he had it figured out something new popped out from around the corner. What made the entire thing even more wonderful was having someone to share it with.
He peered at Lucifer from the corner of his eye. Before he knew what was happening, the warmth of Lucifer's lower back was pressed against his hand. Lucifer stiffened ever so slightly. Then his muscles relieved themselves of their tension.
The Demon Prince had someone to share his experiences with.
***
5
This was an ethereal experience. It wasn’t something he could take lightly. This was a sign of trust. This was so much bigger than him, and Diavolo wasn’t about to take it lightly. Lucifer’s naked back was to him, his blackened wings stretched out before him. Diavolo felt as if he could see every breath the Morning Star took, every heartbeat drowned out the ticking of the clock.
“Are you sure?” Diavolo wanted to give him one last chance to back out. This was something sacred and intimate, something that he knew must have Lucifer on edge.
Lucifer’s head nodded ever so slightly, “Just remember what I told you.”
Diavolo swore he could feel his hands shaking, anxiety curled around his stomach like a serpent the closer he came to the majestic sight before him. Then the soft silky texture brushed against his finger tips. He couldn’t help but admire them as he ran his fingers along their gradient.
Lucifer trusted him with this.
Lucifer wanted him to do this.
He could have teared up in that moment, He promised himself that he would forever hold this specific moment close to his heart.
Of course Lucifer’s wings wouldn’t preen themselves. “Tell me if I do anything wrong.”
Perhaps he’d gotten too close to Lucifer’s ear, maybe his breath had been a little too hot, maybe he shouldn’t have gazed at Lucifer’s reddening cheeks as long as he did. But he wouldn’t change it for the world. His right hand man trusted him. A man as wonderful and beautiful and radiant and intelligent as Lucifer trusted him. Diavolo was allowed into his life.
The room was dark, quiet, and safe.
Diavolo never wanted to share anything this intimate with anyone else.
***
+1
The first thing Diavolo registered was how warm everything around him was and the fire softly crackling against the wall. Slowly his eyes peeled open and he sat up. After taking in his surroundings, he came to realize that he’d fallen asleep at his desk. Something quite unusual for him. He grabbed at the blanket around his shoulders as questions filled his brain.
“This is quite the role reversal isn’t it?”
Ah. Lucifer.
Diavolo hadn’t even noticed him.
A kiss was pressed against his cheek and a cup was set down onto the table. Spices immediately filled all of Diavolo’s senses flooding every corner of his head.
“Usually you’re the one doing things for me when I’ve been at my desk for too long, and now here we are.”
Diavolo brought the cup to his lips, enjoying the warmth against his skin, “It took so much for you to allow me to spoil you.”
“Not everyone in the world is as genuine as you Diavolo, and affection isn’t something I’ve been particularly used to.”
Lucifer’s hands soared over the desk as he started to organize various papers and documents. Honestly, at this point Lucifer was probably almost as skilled as Barbatos when it came to organizing Diavolo’s desk. Diavolo liked watching him work, it almost reminded him of a dance. Watching Lucifer was always a wonderful time, it was a treat. Perhaps domestic was the correct word.
“I believe you’ve told me before that there’s more comfortable places to relax than a desk.”
“Like plush chairs by the fireplace?”
“I do believe you mentioned those, yes,” Lucifer took his hand and helped him up, “Join me?”
Diavolo had gotten a taste of company all those years ago, and now he constantly lived in company. His old self would be envious of what he had now. As long as he had Lucifer he wouldn’t be lonely, he’d have warm nights and bright days. There would always be a reason to make a second cup of tea or to bring two plates to the study. His things would sit next to Lucifer’s, they could have long conversations or comforting silence, and the chair next to him would never be empty.
Finally Diavolo had someone to share his life with.
Finally life wouldn’t be lonely anymore.
#ruewrites#anon#request#anon request#obey me#obey me diavolo#obey me lucifer#diavolo x lucifer#dialuci#5+1 things#5+1 fic#angst#fluff#angst with a happy ending
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folklore - isaac lahey {6/?}
part 6 (again) 😖 ***the timeline/sequence of events is messed up but it doesn’t matter too much it’s just to move the story along faster*** everything about this is a hot mess, i hope you love it ;)
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warnings: blood, tension, kissing ;), mentions of abuse, swearing
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To say Isaac Lahey looked like he’d been beaten to a pulp would have been a colossal understatement. The boy practically limped into school the day after his father demonstrated his dissatisfaction for his youngest son after attending his parent teacher meeting.
It’d been a long night of taking punches, kicks and insults that would plague Isaac’s mind for weeks to come. His voice was raw from screaming to be released from the freezer he’d been locked in after his father grew bored of inflicting pain physically. Deciding psychological pain was just as good as physical pain, his father left him to think about his inferiority for an entire night, only letting him out an hour before he was due to start school.
His lip still dripped scarlet as he walked the halls, both eyes black and ever so slightly swollen and so very tired looking. His steps were taken shakily. It didn’t take him long to notice you standing by his locker, waiting for him as usual. Usually when his eyes flickered over you his body would fill with relief. But after remembering how upset you’d been in your car the day before he found his relief being replaced by guilt and dread.
Isaac ducked his head, he did this purely to avoid your eyes. He still made his way towards you nonetheless.
The first thing to hit you was the scent of blood. Fresh and warm and right from the source, you could tell- you weren’t sure how you could tell but you just knew. You lifted your eyes from the floor. You wished you hadn’t when your eyes landed on Isaac, hobbling towards you with blood dripping down his split bottom lip.
The second thing to hit you, though, was the undeniable feeling of guilt that hit you when Isaac refused to meet your gaze.
As soon as his slow and sluggish steps carried him to you your hands flew to his cheeks, gentle but firm, you cupped them and tried your very hardest to ignore how much you wanted to run your tongue along his bleeding lip. It was proving a lot harder than you would have ever thought it would, in all honesty.
You forced your eyes to stay locked on his, your jaw tight and teeth clenched, your own anger overpowering Isaac’s guilt. “What did he do to you?” You asked him softly, brushing your thumbs along his cheekbones with a feather like touch. The last thing you wanted to do was put him in any more pain than he was already in.
“I may have a C minus in more than just chem.” Isaac explained flatly. Despite the slight ache your hands caused him he couldn’t stop himself from melting into you, loving your warmth as opposed to the cold of the basement freezer.
At his confession you found yourself unable to hold yourself back any longer. You let out a sigh and Isaac fixed you with a confused gaze as he watched your brows furrow in determination. “Come with me.”
Isaac followed behind you as you led him towards the basement of the school, nobody ever went down there and your first class, with Isaac, happened to be a free period. It wasn’t until you were standing across from each other again in the narrow dark hallway of the basement that Isaac spoke up in question, “Did you bring me down here to kill me or…”
You let out a shaky sigh, confidence waning as you second guessed yourself. Was this a good idea? Absolutely not. Would it make him feel better, however? Incredibly so, yes.
Deciding you’d probably stretched the whole “keep Isaac out of it” thing as far as you could, there was no point keeping it from him any longer- he was getting hurt whether he knew about the supernatural or not.
“I’m about to tell you something completely bizarre and I need you to, one, please believe me and don’t freak out and, two, don’t be mad at me for not telling you sooner.” Isaac’s eyebrow rose in concern, “Yeah- yeah sure, ok- what is it?” His voice was filled with worry as were his eyes, that still sparkled despite the dark purple colouring surrounding them paired with the dim lightening of the windowless basement.
“Remember that thing that bit me?” You asked and he nodded mutely, “well, it sort of… gave me something.”
Isaac gasped, “Rabies?” His question was so positively drenched with genuine concern that you had to laugh, grabbing his hand and shaking your head softly.
“No, I don’t have rabies.” You laughed again, his relieved sigh bouncing off the walls.
“Thank God.”
“It’s probably best if I just show you.” You told him, smiling softly and nodding your head in resolve. You were doing this.
“Show me wha-... holy shit.” Isaac gasped yet again, mouth agape and eyes wide as he stared at your, now slightly changed face, your eyes were a glowing purple and you had fangs? Something in the back of his head told him that, really, he should be afraid. But he wasn’t. Not even in the slightest. He thought the look suited you quite frankly. The way the purple glow of your eyes reflected against your complexion in the dim lighting was, in all honesty, completely mesmerising.
“I’m a vampire.” You clarified, although it was perfectly obvious. Isaac only nodded his head numbly, still trying to comprehend what he was looking at.
When he didn’t say anything after a solid ten seconds you spoke yet again, “I’m telling you because, I hate seeing you hurt…” Your voice trailed off, you weren’t exactly sure what to say in the moment.
It was just then that Isaac spoke up, a sad lilt in his voice while he squeezed your hand, “Come on, (N/n). Don’t do this to yourself, you know there’s nothing you can do-“ You cut him off, voice a mix of anxiety and excitement, “But Isaac! I can! I can do something about it! Okay? Look- I’ve got all these new vampire abilities and one of them…” You paused to take a breath, eyes flying around his face frantically before you finally locked your gaze with his.
Swallowing the lump on your throat you finished, “I can take your pain away. And physically heal you- but that might not be such a good idea. Your dad would know something was up.”
One thing you loved about Isaac was that he always took your word for things. He never ever doubted you and always believed you when you told him something. Even in a situation like this< he never asked questions< he simply trusted you.
“Will taking my pain away hurt you? Because if it will then absolutely not, I’ll keep it to myself I don’t want you getting hurt because of-“ Isaac fretted anxiously, only stopping when your hands returned to their previous spot on his cheeks, smiling sweetly, “It won’t hurt at all. It’s actually quite enjoyable.”
“How do you do it?” He asked tentatively, hands moving to rest on your waist, an action that wasn’t entirely uncommon but was usually saved for the most intimate of shared moments, which, you supposed, this was.
Nervously you chewed on the inside of your cheek before telling him, “Well, when I feed on someone, its got some kind of euphoric effect- kinda like a drug high or something.”
Isaac, yet again, nodded his head. “Okay. Go for it.” He told you surely, though hints of anxiety still lingered in his voice.
You nodded slowly in response. Your hands slipped from his cheeks, the left was now tangled in his curls and tilting his head gently to the side to expose his, already bruised, neck. The other grabbed ahold of his shoulder, bringing him down so that you were level with his neck.
Isaac’s eyes stayed glued to you while you walked him carefully backwards until his back met the wall of the basement, your eyes were still glowing and it was when you nervously peered up at him through your lashes that he realised; he’d do anything you ever asked him to.
“This might sting a bit. Tell me if you start to feel dizzy.” You warned before, hesitantly, moving your fangs towards his neck. His grip on your waist tightening as you bit into him, as gently as you could. He let out a short hiss of pain before you felt him relax against you, his eyes closed and his jaw fell slack the second his blood hit your tongue.
His blood was an entirely new experience. It tasted like, you didn’t actually know, but it was like nothing you’d ever consumed before. If you thought Stiles’ blood was good, Isaac’s was on another level. Maybe all your pinning for him made him taste better to you? You didn’t know.
A satisfied sound unconsciously left your mouth at the flavour while your hand tightened in his hair, but in your close proximity you picked up something more than just the taste of his blood. It felt like… lust?
The feeling was backed up by the throaty groan falling from Isaac’s mouth, his hands not only tightening on your waist but pulling you closer to his body. Now chest to chest as your lips moved on his neck.
True to your word, Isaac already forgot about the ache in his body- his mind now consumed by the feeling of you, the girl he was not so secretly in love with, with your lips and tongue situated on his neck. And if that alone wasn’t enough to steer his mind away from his pain, the feeling the bite gave to him definitely did the trick.
It was like morphine running straight through his veins. He felt not only like he’d never been hurt to begin with but as well as that, and maybe more importantly, his mind was completely at peace- his thoughts purely consumed by you.
The way you looked when you removed your mouth from his neck was bordering on ethereal, your bodies remained pressed against each other and for a few moments you simply stared at each other with half lidded eyes. Isaac’s breath came out in pants as he stared down at you, your own eyes captivated by the dried blood on his lower lip. Noticing this, and with very little composure what with his current blissed out state, Isaac spoke, “You can take it- the blood. If you want it.”
You weren’t sure at what point it had happened but the lust you felt earlier had magnified tenfold, although you were sure it didn’t all belong to Isaac- you felt it too. He stared at your lips the way you’d been starring at his only seconds ago, did he want you to kiss him? It seemed like it. Did you want to kiss him. Absolutely. A thousand times over.
Again you found yourself wondering; was this a good idea? And, again, you found yourself thinking that, no, it probably wasn’t the best idea.
Your inhibitions were lowered significantly since you fed, feeding on Stiles’ had been enjoyable but feeding on Isaac, though- that had been intoxicating. Perfectly content to blame what you were about to do on your intoxication if it came back to bite you in the ass, you moved your hands back to their favourite spot cupping Isaac’s cheeks.
Slowly, you pulled him back down to your level, the boy in your grasp complying quite happily, seemingly entranced by your face. Butterflies were erupting violently in your stomach at the way his blue eyes fluttered over your face appreciatively as if admiring art and the way his hands held you to him so tenderly, like he was afraid to hurt you despite knowing you were a supernatural entity.
What you’d give for him to gaze at you like that, so openly and surely, all the time.
Without giving it any further thought you gave into what you’d been craving for the longest time and pressed your lips against his, the action feeling more intoxicating than the blood itself.
Isaac’s hands mirrored yours, sliding up your side before resting against your cheeks.
His lips moved furiously against yours. The many bruises and injuries that littered his body were long forgotten as he tasted you against his lips, finally.
Your breath came out in pants as you pulled away, your forehead resting against Isaac’s and your chests still pressed against each other.
It was only when you studied his face that you’d realised you never even got the blood from his split lower lip. What made you feel better though, was the fact that he’d kissed you as passionately as you’d kissed him and his hands that still cupped your cheeks.
“That definitely made me feel better.” Isaac breathed out against your lips, a dopey smile forming on his own.
An airy laugh left your throat at his comment, all your fears of the kiss causing havoc evaporated from your mind with the sound of his voice.
“On a scale of one to ten how drunk do you feel right now?” You asked him teasingly, noticing his eyes were glazed over and his almost static feeling happiness was popping in your chest, almost like fireworks.
Isaac only shrugged, his happiness feeling as though it couldn’t ever be dampened after the kiss he’d just shared with you. “Tipsy at best.” He answered, and true enough you noticed he’d regained his composure a lot faster than Stiles had done the first time you fed on him. Kisses did have a tendency to be sobering, you supposed.
A silence fell over the pair of you after that. Isaac’s eyes returned their gaze to your lips yet again and you would’ve had to be blind not to notice. By this point your eyes had returned to their usual colour and your fangs reverted back into their dormant form of your regular canines, he was simply looking at you now, just you, no supernatural frills to be seen. But as always, you just being you was enough for him.
“Would our friendship be destroyed if I told you I really want to kiss you again?” Before you could even answer, he was already dipping his lips back to yours. Not that you minded.
This time, his lips moved slowly and gently, his thumbs rubbing against your cheekbones before they slipped back down to grasp your waist. As your lips, yet again, meshed perfectly with his, that feeling came over your chest again. That light, fluffy feeling he not only gave you but also radiated. It was only when he pulled away for the second time that you put your finger on exactly what that feeling was- love.
With the realisation- the confirmation that the love you felt towards Isaac was mutual you couldn’t stop the wide smile that formed on your lips, you chased his lips once more after he’d pulled away and tried to keep your giggles quiet when he met you halfway with just as much enthusiasm and his smile just as wide.
It was probably a stupid question but you asked it anyway, “So… you’re not mad that I didn’t tell you about the whole vampire thing?” Isaac shook his head, “I know now. I get why you didn’t tell me.”
“I wanted to.” You told him, a nervous smile taking over your lips as you continue, “But I was kinda warned against it.” He nodded his head, although he was confused, who would’ve even warned you? Were there more supernatural creatures in Beacon Hills that he didn’t know about?
His thoughts didn’t wander too far as your soft voice cut them off, “I’m glad you know now. I missed ranting to you.”
The boy, still holding your waist, let out a sigh, “I’m glad you told me, too. I knew something was wrong but I didn’t know what. You had me worried.” He told you, laughing airily towards the end.
When he saw the look of guilt beginning to form on your face he immediately changed the course of the conversation. “While we’re confessing stuff…” he began, shy Isaac returning as his eyes fluttered anywhere but your eyes. “We’ve been best friends for a while, and um- I’ve wanted to tell you for a while- years… yeah for years… but um-“ you couldn’t help but smile as he rambled, you thought you had a clue where he was going. “Isaac.” You cut him off softly, smile never faltering when you finally dropped your palms from his cheeks, placing them over his that were still on your waist and giving them a reassuring squeeze.
“Take a breath.” You instructed with a laugh. Taking your advice Isaac took a deep breath, manoeuvring his hands to hold yours, your intertwined hands hanging between the both of you now.
“I like you- love you! I love you. A lot. In a more than best friends way. And I have for a… twelve, yeah, no I’ve loved you since we were twelve. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same! I just thought since we kissed just now that maybe you-“ He was rambling again, as he tended to do when he was nervous and in the moment you couldn’t think of any other way to shut him up than to plant your lips against his. Effectively cutting him off as you did so.
To be perfectly honest, you could definitely get used to kissing him like this all of the time. When you removed your lips from his, for what felt like the millionth time, Isaac’s eyes remained shut. With the absence of blue it really hit you how beaten up he really was, his eyes were black and purple as well as swollen terribly. When you took him in, the words fell from your lips before you could think of some flowery way to present them, “I love you too.”
A sigh of relief left his mouth and he finally found the courage to open his eyes again. The moment was ruined by the class bell ringing in the distance, signifying that your free period was now over and you’d both need to be getting to class.
The pair of you headed off together with wide smiles on your faces that didn’t seem to die down throughout the rest of the day. At the end of the school day, he’d walked you to your car and gave you a kiss goodbye before walking away looking the most pleased you’d ever seen him.
To put it simply, you were on cloud nine. As soon as you entered your kitchen once you got home from school, though, you found yourself crashing straight back down to earth.
Sitting in front of you in all his glory was Derek Hale, it didn’t excite you to see he didn’t look even remotely like he was about to apologise for being a shitty, unloyal pack member, “What do you want?” You snapped, tossing your school bag by his feet rather aggressively for no particular reason. It felt kind of nice to mildly inconvenience him.
“You need to leave.” Was all he said and you rolled your eyes, crossed your arms over your chest and stared at him with a raised eyebrow, “May I remind you, Derek, you don’t fucking live here. So maybe you need to leave.” You snapped, venom seeping from your tone but it didn’t seem to phase him, he knew how things worked with you. You were always hard to lose but once you were gone you were even harder to get back.
“Beacon Hills, (Y/n). You need to leave Beacon Hills.” He clarified for you, still remaining stoic. “What? Why?” You wanted a good reason. A really good reason. You didn’t just confess your love to your best friend of six years to have Derek swan back into your business and tell you had to leave town for no good reason.
“If I tell you, you won’t leave.” Was he serious? He couldn’t give you a reason to leave but you could think of about ten reasons to stay, he obviously wasn’t one of them at the minute.
“You’re full of shit.” You stated, “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Look I know you don’t exactly like me right now, kid. But for the first time since you turned I’m actually trying to look out for you, alright?” His stoic facade had dropped now, he was practically begging.
You clenched your jaw, you didn’t want to be difficult but it was hard when the man in front of you wasn’t exactly a smooth operator himself. “If you want me to trust you tell me why.”
“We know who the Alpha is. He’s going to be coming for you next and we need to get you as far away from here as we can before he gets to you.” Derek finally explained, his anxiety bouncy from every cell in his body right into your chest. “Who is it?” You wondered, who could it have been that would make you want to stay? It wasn’t Isaac, it could’ve been Scott but that wasn’t likely seeing as he was looking for the alpha too. It definitely wasn’t Stiles.
Derek didn’t answer this question. “Your dad is in a meeting with Chris Argent right now. His sister, Kate, was onto you, wants to put your fangs on a necklace. Your dad’s keeping them distracted long enough for me to get you out. So, we need to go. Your stuff is already in my car.” He rushed out grabbing your forearm with a grip you knew you couldn’t wriggle out of. (Not that you didn’t try.)
The wolf had to practically wrestle you into the passenger seat, ignoring all of your colourful threats of what you’d do to his precious car once you got free of his hold as he strapped you in.
Once he got into the driver’s seat, he immediately began to drive, way over the streets speed limit, and it wasn’t until you passed the “Visit Again Soon!” Beacon Hills sign that you piped up.
“Ok, we’re officially out of town. Now tell me what the hell is going on.” You demanded, the tension between you and Derek growing with every mile he drove.
Letting out a deep sigh he finally answered, “The Alpha? It’s Peter.”
The gasp that left you was sharp and Derek knew you’d handle this information with as much disbelief as he had.
Peter couldn’t have been the alpha. The alpha killed Laura Hale- tore her apart. The alpha bit Scott and you, Scott had told you he’d even punched his fist through Derek’s chest and chased him, Stiles, Alison, Jackson and Lydia around the school a few nights ago. Peter wouldn’t have done all of those things… The Peter you knew wouldn’t do all of of those things.
The the more you thought about it the more it began to add up in your mind. The voice, the one you’d heard that night in the hospital, so full of clarity and intention, the voice that consistently rattled your brain with the words of “Don’t let it kill you.” That voice, it belonged to Peter.
“Stiles and I found out last night. He said he had plans for you, he said he wanted the both of his by his side- in his pack. We knew if he got to you right now you’d join him. Even if it was just to spite me.” He explained softly, his brotherly tone making an appearance for the first time in weeks.
Furrowing your eyebrows, you stared at Derek in confusion, “What makes you think I would’ve gone with him.” You asked, a tiny bit offended by his statement although you had a feeling he was onto something, even if you weren’t ready to admit it to yourself.
“I wouldn’t have blamed you. I’ve been thinking about what you said last night before you ran off and you’re right. I forgot about you when you needed me the most and I’m sorry for that. We both know you and Peter always had a stronger bond than the rest of us. Hating me would make him look better” He told you, not receiving an answer as he watched you stare emptily out the car window, watching the sun as it set.
“You were always so independent growing up, you did things yourself and you loved it. I didn’t know what to make of you becoming a vampire, to be honest I was hoping you’d become a wolf.” Letting out a heavy sigh Derek finished his little speech, “I didn’t know how to help you. It made me feel useless so I focused all of my time on helping Scott. I know it hasn’t been easy for you but where you’re going is going to be really good for you.”
“And where exactly are you taking me.” You asked suspiciously. “Before you freak out, you’re only staying there until we stop whatever Peter is planning. Two weeks tops.” He tried to reason but it only served to panic you further, “Derek, where are you taking me.”
“I’m dropping you off at the airport and your getting on the next flight to Virginia.” Your eyes widened as you let out a small screech, “Virginia? That’s like a five hour flight! Why Virginia? And for two week? What about the Winter formal?” You rambled, voice high pitched with panic.
Derek shot you a sympathetic look before returning his attention to the highway, “I’ve got a few friends there. One of them is kind of a vampire expert. Says he knows some people that might be able to help train you.” The wolf explained.
Derek had friends? That was truly shocking.
“Who’s your friend?” You asked curiously.
“His name’s Alaric Saltzman. He’s picking you up at the airport when you land.”
“So I’m staying with some man I’ve never even met? Cool. Really not worrying at all, Derek. And my parents are on board with this little plan?” You inquired uneasily.
Derek let out a snigger at this, “Seeing as your mother was the one to suggest him, yes. Your dad isn’t so keen on the idea.”
He was chuckling like a little kid and you felt as though you were missing something, “Why isn’t he too keen on it?”
His laugh came out full voice now as he looked at you with a mischievous grin, “Because before he and your mother got together, she was dating Ric.”
Your eyes widened and your jaw almost hit the floor, “So your shipping me off to my mother's ex to keep me away from my alpha werewolf uncle? You guys are the fucking worst.”
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TOP 5 CHARAS AND 5 REASONS WHY YOU LIKE THEM GO GO GO
AHHHH OKAY OKAY. I LITERALLY LIT UP WHEN I SAW THIS IN MY INBOX YOU HAVE NOOOO IDEA THANK YOU SO MUCH ah okay. i hope its ok if i leave it to just one or two of my fav things about them though cause NFHBGDF I DONT WANT THIS TO BE MILES LONG i hope you understand!!!!!
1. LIGHT YAGAMI
now. i dont think anybodys surprised. MFKSKFMFMHNGJN honestly, though i dont care about death note much at all anymore, hes like gum stuck to my shoe and i just cannot get him off no matter what i do. i tell myself that i dont give a fuck about anything in death note until i see him on my dash and i go apeshit. hes completely changed me and how i approach analyzing complex characters. i think hes the first character that ive ever actually cared about in that sense? the sense where i look into every detail about him i mean. its really just so fun...
my absolute favorite thing about him... i really love how funny he is. this isnt to say hes a humorous guy im saying hes funny as in he makes such stupid decisions and its hilarious to see him struggle so hard constantly. the entire ending of death note is fucking insane it sends me into laughing fits every time. theres so many funny moments in death note despite it being considered a psychological horror animanga because of him being a genuine fucking idiot 24/7. hes supposed to be a genius but he truly does lack so much self awareness sometimes.
if you wanna know more of my thoughts in depth, i have an analysis of him here that you can check out :) ID LOVE FEEDBACK ON IT so if you disagree with me or have questions etc feel free to shoot an ask and ill try to answer!!!!!
2. GORO AKECHI
god... hes perfect. he and light are on the same level of favoritism for me, dont let the numbers fool you. hes hands down my absolute favorite in persona 5 and it blows my mind knowing that the majority of the fandom feels the exact opposite or are torn over him ITS ALMOST FRUSTRATING because its mostly due to the amount of misinformation/mischaracterization spread about him!!!! but no he just happens to be the best written character in that piece of shit of a game! MFDKDHNGJJ AND PERSONA FANS CANT COMPREHEND GOOD WRITING
my favorite thing about him.. i love how hes written. and i know this sounds really basic and predictable, but its the truth i just really love his growth as a character, especially in royals third semester when he gets a chance to properly shine and oh my god! did he shine! hes literally so perfect in 3rd sem
theres just something so captivating about an angry teenager who truly thinks of his life as worthless and doesnt bother making bonds with others because of it who suddenly finds himself questioning his choices of self isolation when he finally meets a group of people he can resonate with and feel seen by. a group of people who are willing to reach out and listen to him despite his past mistakes. theres just something so perfect about seeing that same angry teenager want to take his life into his own hands and strive to grow... that same angry teenager who didnt value his own life start to see meaning in things because of bonds...
i love goro so so much he makes me so emotional if it isnt obvious enough NGFHGDGBDFH I THINK ABOUT HIM A LOT. i think about him healing so much.
(btw im working on an analysis for him atm thats similar to lights so! stay tuned for that dropping when its done in like a million years NFHFBGFHDBGHF)
3. AKIRA KURUSU
DAMN 2 PERSONA 5 CHARACTERS IN A ROW
OKAY SO i know Technically akira is supposed to be a blank slate silent protagonist but let me tell you THATS SO FAR FROM WHAT HE ACTUALLY IS. IM NEVER FORGIVING ATLUS FOR TRYING TO SHOVE HIM INTO THE SILENT PROTAG BOX AND NOT LETTING HIM BE HIS OWN CHARACTER! BECAUSE HE HAS THE POTENTIAL TO BE AMAZINGGGGG ugh sorryfor caps im so fuckng mad MKDFKMGMHMGMG
it really does get on my nerves how because of atlus trying to make him a silent protag, the majority of the p5 fandom sees him as that. blank slate. nothing. when in reality he very much has a ton of spunk and id argue that hes his own character entirely if you just look a little deeper past the surface Like... its not even that hard to see personality in him. beneath the mask is literally his theme song, have you Not seen the lyrics to that? HAVE YOU NOT SEEN THE ENTIRE THEME OF THE GAME? this little dude is so traumatized and angry at those who wronged him (aka the justice system! shitty adults!) and people have the nerve to say hes the worst persona protagonist? lmfao
my favorite thing about akira is how he looks like a cat and how cocky and annoying he can be.. he is such a jokester hes the absolute dumbest. i enjoy this silly guy. *holds him under the armpits like a longcat*
4. SHIGEO KAGEYAMA
ahhh mob. he makes me do this -> :)
mp100, of course, changed my fucking life. mp100 is the reason i am the way i am and though all the characters are incredibly relatable and memorable and i cherish them so dearly, i, like most people, cherish mob the absolute most. seriously his strength really is incredible and though hes just a fictional character he is so inspiring and i wish to carry as much gentleness in my heart as he does.
im so so proud of him on his development he started off so.. i wouldnt say he was weak, but i would say that he lacked experience. he lived in his own little bubble not knowing what the world was like and throughout the story he grew to learn so much.. he learned to make such. mature decisions at such a young age. hes so so wise. hes so powerful not only because of his psychic powers but because of his compassion for others. he can befriend even the worst of people...
my favorite thing about him is his determination to become the best version of himself he can be. and also his relationship with ritsu (not me, i mean ritsu kageyama <3) i always gravitate towards siblings in fiction because im an only child and well <3 i dont experience that. so i like projecting onto them GHBFBBHFG they care so much for each other.. sniffle sniffle
5. RYO ASUKA
ok im going to be real even though im into devilman i dont have much of a reason to enjoy him this much. i just think hes hilarious and really cool and his satan form gives me gender envy. i love it when he commits random easily avoidable acts of violence for no reason at all its just because he wants to. and thats just fine. i think he can kill people and get away with it because hes ryo asuka. gay rights
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You decide to turn off your phone because you realize that they were not going to answer yours or Hinata’s text messages. It was pitch black without the light of your phone. Instead of sitting in your room alone in the dark, you decide to make your way to Hinata’s room.
However, before you even make it to your door you hear something on the other side. You genuinely get afraid so you run to your bed and throw a blanket over yourself.
It took the people a minute to open your door. When they got inside you realized that you were afraid for nothing because you hear kuroo say “time to get up buttercup” as he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder.
Since it is so dark you can’t see anybody else that came into the room but you feel somebody’s hands search all over your face. Once they reached your eyes they start to put a blindfold on. You try to shake your head so that putting the blindfold on would be impossible. The hand that had grabbed your face started to softly caress your cheek.
“It’s okay. I won’t hurt you”
the voice sounded so beautiful but you could not tell whos it was. Strangely you decided to just let this dude put the blindfold on you while Kuroo started to take you away.
With your super amazing senses *cough* not *cough* you were trying to pay attention to where they were going to take you. You could feel them going down the stairs of the house. Once they reach the bottom they make a left turn then a right so that had to mean that you were in the living room.
Kuroo gently places you down on the floor and whispers in your ear. “Good luck kitten” you hear his footsteps slowly start fading away.
After just sitting there for a while you hear the footsteps start coming back. Suddenly someone drops next to you. Of course, you know its Shoyo because he keeps babbling. “What are yall doing to me?? Why am I blindfolded?? guys???”
It started to sound like he was panicking and none of the guys were saying anything so you decide to reach for his hand, grab it, and give it a tight squeeze. “..y/n??”
“ its okay sho… I’m pretty sure this is just initiation” you say as you roll your eyes but then realize that he can’t see you because you have the blindfold on.
After about three minutes of you and sho just sitting there you finally feel the boys move. As you were about to ask a question you feel the same soft hands reach for your face, but this time its to take the blindfold off.
It takes you a minute to adjust to the light around you but once you were okay you saw the face of the man with the soft hands. It was bokuto.
Out of all the boys he was the one you knew the least of. All you knew was that he was accepted at this college on a sports scholarship for volleyball. He was kneeling in front of you with a huge smile on his face. You can’t look away.
‘He’s kind of cute’ you thought. He then winks at you and goes to stand next to the rest of the guys who apparently all love wearing black capes. ‘What the crap’ you think.
You accidentally let out a small giggle. “Why are you laughing” said kuroo staring down on you.
You somehow straighten up more than you thought possible. “Laughing? what? Noooo I would never!! Whos laughing? Not me. Wrong bitch” you say with staring back at kuroo with a straight face.
From the corner of your eye, you see bokuto grow a small smile. You can’t help but blush.
You also notice that kuroo is trying his best to not crack a smile himself.
“Ehem, anyways, tonight you two newbies must go through initiation. Every year we get many applicants but only those who we seem worthy of being part of this brotherhood get the privilege of being called a brother…” he then looks at you for a second “...or sister…” You snicker “.. omg y/n you get the point. Whatever. So for this year’s initiation, you must show us just how worthy you are.”
Hinata looks really panicked and honestly so did you. What the hell were they going to make you do?
“All right… since we are all going to be living together it is only bound to happen…”
Kenmas message was starting to make sense now.
“... strip down to your undergarments”
Practically all the boys start to look at you.
Oh fuck
You look at kuroo practically begging him to let you go. He gave you a look that screamed not a chance. you turn to look next to you. Hinata is already down to his boxers trying to hide the rest of his undressed body with his little arms.
Oh fantastic
You decide to just make a joke about it since there was nothing else you could do at this point. Besides its not like your undergarment was bad. Thanks to Kenma
You start to reach for the rim of your shirt to pull it off. You roll your eyes as you notice all the boys held their breath. Jeez have they never seen a girl undress before
“If yall wanted to watch me undress all you had to do was ask~” you say as you start to take off your shorts as well.
They all do a full body scan, and you thought it was going to be fine since kuroo nods at you. But then someone from behind you starts to huff loudly.
“Who told you?” Asked terushima
“What do you mean?”
“Well you mean to tell me that you wear sports bras and regular underwear all the time?” he practically yelled
Kuroo decided to intervene “hey teru maybe--”
“Well, terushima for your tiny brain to comprehend... women aren’t always wearing panties and lacey bras! Sometimes we want to be comfortable too” you say while glaring at him.
You glance at kenma for a second and you see that a small smile formed on his face
“Look here you bi-”
“ALRIGHT!! Enough!” kuroo stopped you guys again before it could escalate. He turns to look at suga and daichi “bring out the buckets”
Suga and daichi go to the next room and bring with them two big blue buckets filled with water. And behind them tanaka and noya followed them holding two cases of beer.
They place one bucket in front of you and the other in front of hinata, In front of the bucket you see tanaka starting to sit down with one of the cases of beer. You look at him questioningly but he just gives you a wicked smile.
“Alright, this is a little game we play every year with newbies. Since there are only two of you this year it will be a little harder.” he smiles
Then akaashi starts to talk. “The instructions are fairly simple.The last one to finish their beer gets put underwater for five seconds. Drink as fast as you can or get dunked. yes?”
He looks at you and hinata. You both nod.
Kuroo gets in front of akaashi and starts to talk again “alright boys you ready?”
You both turn to each other then look back at kuroo.
“Yes president” you both say in unison
The second you both say that bokuto pulls out a phone from his pocket and pushed it.
Then a loud horn sounds from the speakers indicating that the first round started.
You and hinata both grab a canned beer and start to chug it. The beer tasted disgusting. The second you finish you turn to look at hinata who apparently is a better drinker than you are and before you know it your head is underwater. Then pulled back up in five seconds.
Drink
Dunk
Drink
Dunk
Drink
Dunk
You can’t seem to beat hinata. You notice that every round when they would pull your head out of the water terushima had a smirk on his face. It made chills run down your spine.
Before the next round started kuroo kneeled down in front of you. “Losing every time y/n..” he shakes his head “...what do you have to say for yourself”
You look at him straight in the eye with a smirk
“I don’t know. I guess girls just take longer to finish”
The guys around kuroo can’t help but laugh. Bokuto was laughing the hardest.
He looked so pretty.
Terushima was not so pleased.
Kuroo looked at you with a smirk on his face. “Guess that’s a good enough excuse”
After about 4 beers later you hear Hinata gagging next to you. You were about to ask him if he was okay but he threw up. Tanaka noticed just in time so he carried you out of the way.
Kuroo saw Hinata throwing up and his face scrunched you. “Oh wow..uh...Well, that’s enough for today...Daichi get Hinata cleaned up and make sure he gets to bed please”
Daichi pulls Hinata up from the floor and takes him upstairs.
“As for the rest of you… let’s go party!!!” all the boys yell in unison and start making their way to the door.
Kuroo comes next to you and pats you on the head. “You did good kiddo”
You can’t help but feel pleased.
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[3:21pm] walking to the back of the medicine building in your college, you couldnt quite understand why you kept doing it. the place wasnt unfamiliar to you, meeting up with jeno after your chemistry class was an habit at this point, you wouldnt say you were romantically interested in him but you wouldnt deny you loved his company either.
it started at the beginning of the semester, the first two weeks were pretty hectic, jeno was stressed and you needed a break, needless to say you decided to help each other out. meeting up everyday at a certain time just so his lips would make you forget about all the things you had to do, that was supposed to last for that week only, but both of you came back for more not being able to get enough of each other.
you met jeno in your literature class, he would always seat next to you, the first time you saw him you weren’t excited about it, you saw jeno as the annoying kid who would get late to class everyday because he decided that hanging out with his friends was better than learning about some old writers he didnt care about. how he always fell asleep during class, and even when the table was spacious enough for him to sleep he would always lay his head on your notes.
one day, on the second week, when you couldnt even stand your ownself you snapped at him. he looked at you with such surprise, you never talked to him and the fact that the first time you did was to yell at him left him speechless. jeno gave you a little smirk, “what’s so funny?” you asked him irritated.
“i dont know, you seem a little worked up, why is that baby?” you rolled your eyes at him not wanting to deal with his sarcastic attitude towards you.
the sound of everyone picking up their things and leaving the classroom called the attention of you both. quickly you took your bag ready to leave but jeno grabbed your wrist leaving you confused as to why he wouldnt let you go.
“do you have any classes now?” he asked, “no, i don’t” you said. curious of what was he planning.
“come with me then” you didnt have time to complain since he was already dragging you to somewhere, you were a pretty paranoic person, thinking about the many scenarios this could lead to.
you ended up in the little park the medicine building had, there were some tables for you to seat, a fountain and a bending machine, nothing much. the place was empty and honestly it surprised you because that was one of the most relaxing places in the whole university.
just like that, jeno explained to you that this was his getaway. everyday at that hour the park would be empty and that was enough for the boy to have some time to himself. jeno told you about his friends and how they had a band, he was the drummer and they played at jisung’s uncle’s cafe, you couldnt deny how taken aback you were. jeno didnt strike you as a person interested in music. he also told you about the little job he had in the animal shelter next to the supermarket down the street. that day you thought that maybe jeno was a lot more then he appeared out to be.
you couldnt stop meeting up with jeno, he was so fascinating. his mind and his thoughts were so comical yet so genuine. he made you laugh easily but he got your attention in a second when serious words left his mouth. but he also didnt fail on being the cutest person you had ever seen.
now walking to your usual spot you find jeno sitting next to the fountain throwing some coins in the water. “looking for some luck?” you asked sitting next to him finding the whole scene entertaining.
“people say if i do this my wishes would come true” he turned around now paying full attention to you, he looked so good under the sunlight. his hair was a mix between blue and black and he was wearing a big white sweater, jeno was pretty attractive if you asked.
“jeno, you need to stop missing your classes, your grades wont get better like that” you said, jeno didnt attend any of the classes you had together that week.
“i thought you were here to kiss me not to act like a school counselor” he laughed, standing up walking around away from you. “how was your day?” he then looked at you, a small smile on his face.
“since when are you so interested on what i do, sir?” you raised your eyebrow, its no like jeno didnt knew anything about you but he wasnt one to make small talk specially when at that point he would have his lips on your neck and his hands gripped on your hips. “sorry i asked then, butthead” he turned around walking towards to bending machine.
“johnny asked me on a date today” you said, surprisingly excited to see what kind of reaction he would have. he stopped on his feet and looked at you. “johnny? the obnoxious guy from your chemistry class?” you nodded. “im guessing you said no, right?” his atonished look called your attention.
“i told him i would think about it. why would i say no?” jeno didnt comprehend if he didnt want johnny around you like that because he would lose your pretty lips and nice words to him or because he was willing to be the one to take you on that date. but he was a coward.
“are you serious? come on, he’s annoying and he has a reputation with the girls if you know what i mean” you could tell how hard he was trying to convince you. “he’s not a good guy for you”.
“oh, really? who would be a good option then?”
“me” the word left his mouth on the speed of light, he didnt even hesitate. did jeno developed some interest in you? “what do you mean? you dont look interested in me.”
“you have to be fucking dumb, lord. why do you think i always slept on top of your notes? i was expecting you to say something or at least try to push me away, some kind of reaction, but you never did. why i always stared at you for long periods of time during class expecting you to look back at me, but you never did. when i finally got you to come here with me, why do you think i always bought the stupid strawberry cookies you like? how i always let you take my hoodies, play with your hair. i invited you to see me play but you never came because you were busy. i didnt want our relationship to look like i just called you to make me feel better, but that’s all you allowed me to do. does that make it clear or do i have to go on?” everything happened so fast, jeno was now infuriated, looking at you waiting for some kind of response. “you know what?, forget it” he was ready to leave but you catched him on time.
it was funny how this reminded you of you first encounter, but it was the opposite this time. “im sorry i never noticed any of those things, i really am. i just never thought you would want me that way you know” you said now hugging him.
“just shut up already, would you?” he grabbed your cheek and kissed you, of course kissing jeno wasnt new to you, but this one was different. nothing rushed about it and you could feel all the love he claimed to have for you. pulling away he hugged you once again. “im playing tonight, would you like to come?” he looked at you with hope, and the dazzling smile on his face after you nodded had your hands shaking. pulling you close with his arm around your shoulders talking about how amazing tonight was going to be, you thought to yourself that maybe he wasnt so bad after all.
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Oh My My (Drarry fan fic written to Oh My My by Blue October)
Harry's POV
Harry paced his living room waiting for Ron and Hermione to get there. He was being forced to go to a concert. It would be the first time out since the war ended three years ago, but Hermione talked him into it saying that it was a muggle rock concert so it was highly unlikely they'd see someone they knew. After thirty minutes of pacing he finally heard the door bell. Instead of apperating they all climbed into a cab and they were of.
"So who's playing?" Harry asked as he watched the dark trees and building pass the cab window.
"Mostly indie bands, Wretched Air, Home For Sale and I hear Dirty blue will be there, they're supposed to be really good." Ron said. Harry didn't reply. He just stayed quiet till they arrived. As the first two bands played Harry stayed by the bar watching Ron and Hermione dance. He finally got bored so he asked the bartender for a rum and coke. About four of those later he was finally feeling a bit looser.
It was at that time he looked up at the stage. The next band was just setting up, when the singer stepped up to the microphone Harry's jaw dropped. standing beneath the spotlight with bright blue hair, leather pants, and a tatted up torso was Draco Malfoy. He began to sing and harry was fully entranced. He couldn't turn away. Draco's voice had him lulled into hypnosis, and he was reminded of all those times he wanted to touch him when they were in school together. When they reached a slower love song it felt like draco was staring directly at him and his heart began to pound frantically. He couldn't understand why he felt this way still.
Draco's POV
As the band set up before the lights came on Draco scanned the crowd, but he almost fainted when his eyes got to the back where the bar was. Standing back there wearing tight blue jeans and a black T-Shirt was a familiar mop of black hair. He shook his head and reminded himself that this happened every show. He always thought he'd seen Harry before every show but its always turn out to be some stranger. He stepped up to the microphone and prepared for the first song, but before the lights came on the stranger turned around and this time his dream had come true. There was harry starring straight back at him with a socked expression on his face.
Draco put everything he could into his performance that night and when it came to the love song he sang it directly to Harry, as if he finally wanted harry to know how he felt. At the end of his bands set he threw on his jacket and went out front to "get a drink" as he told his mates. Really he just hoped to run into Harry. As he approached the bar he could feel Harry's eyes melting into him from just a few feet away. Form the corner of his eye he could see Harry trying to walked towards him but he was stopped by some drunk girl.
"Your super cute." Draco overhead the girl say to Harry. Draco kind of felt a little remorse and was ready to return to the green room when he heard harry's response.
"Sorry I don't swing that way, if you'd excuse me there's someone I have to meet." Draco smiled to himself as Harry finally made his way to his side.
"So the great Harry Potter's a gay huh? who'd have thought?" Draco said before Harry could say anything.
"Judging by those pants, your not so straight yourself Malfoy." Harry laughed.
"You got a problem with that, hot stuff?" Draco said as he turned and gave Harry a wink. Harry turned bright red and Draco couldn't help but smile.
"well that's a first!" Harry laughed.
"What? The flirting?" Draco asked.
"No, smiling while you flirted with me!" They both laughed.
Draco felt amazing it was the first time he'd talked to Harry and no pain was shed. He couldn't stop himself from asking, "Hey you wanna get out of here?"
Harry's POV
Harry stood there shocked for a moment. He never expected Draco to ask that. "I'd like that alot. Let me message Ron and Hermione and let them know i'm leaving."
He sent Hermione a message saying he was leaving with another friend and with in seconds Draco had him by the hand and they were getting into a cab. The skin on skin contact filled his stomach with butterflies.
"So is Granger going to be mad that you ditched them?" Draco laughed.
It took Harry a minute to comprehend what he had said because he was too busy staring at Draco's laughing face. He couldn't remember if he had ever seen him genuinely laugh before. He found it absolutely beautiful. He shook his head, "No but Ron might be." he laughed in return.
They laughed and told stories of what they'd been up to the past three years, and within 15 minutes they arived at Draco's flat.
"Do you want a drink?" Draco asked as they entered the extravagant flat.
"Sure!" Harry said feeling a little nervous now. Draco poored him another rum and coke and they both sat down on the couch.
"I hope i don't get you to flustered but i got to take the jacket off." Draco laughed with a wink.
"Get me to fl...?" Harry went to say but stopped mid sentence with his mouth still open when Draco finally had the jacket off. He had forgoten he was shirtless underneath.
Draco looked at him and laughed. "I wasnt being serious."
"What?" HArry shook his head again and tried not to stair at Draco's toned Tattooed torso. "Oh, I'm not flustered." He said turning red and feeling a stirring in his pants.
"Oh really?" Draco said with a bit of sass, "So if i..." Draco trailed of as he scooted closer on the sofa.
"What are you doing?" Harry said as he began to panic a little but in a good way.
"Nothing." Draco smiled as he lifted his hand and gently touched Harry's knee. Harry let out a quiet moan. "Ha not flustered my ass."
"Oh come on how could I not be you've always been so hot to meand that tattoos just add to it!?" Harry exclaimed and stuck his tongue out.
"Oh yeah? I've always been hot to you?" Draco smiled.
"Yes." Harry said quietly. Draco got up and straddled harry's lap with out warning making Harry's go eye wide. He slowly leaned down so his lips were brushing Harry's ear.
"I've always found you hot too," He whispered as his hand slowly slid up to harry's ribs, " But no one sticks their tongue out me." Harry felt him smile and soon he was being tickled viciously. they both laughed and Harry rolled trying to get away, but it was no use Draco had him. Somehow they ended up on the floor though and Draco paused for a moment. They were looking into each others eye. they just sat there staring for what seemed like eternity. Till Draco broke the silent with a whisper " What? Whatcha gunna do?" For some reason the way he said that sounded like the hottest thing Harry had ever heard. Harry smiled and placed his hand on Draco's cheek. Draco leaned down and they kissed passionately.
When they pulled away they were both out of breath. "I've been waiting to do that for years." They both said in unison. They smiled and Draco caught Harry's lips again. He slid his hand inside harry's shirt and harry let out a light moan, just enough for Draco to snake his tongue into his mouth and explore every inch of it. Harry bucked his hips up and that was the first time he'd heard Draco moan, but before he could cause any friction Draco stopped.
"Did i do something wrong?" He asked kind of hurt.
"No baby, no." Draco said and harry had to hide his blush at the pet name," I was just thinking, I want to do this right. I dont want our first time together to be some drunken night. I want us both to be sober and for the night to be perfect. If i keep going i won't be able to stop myself." He brushed Harry's cheek with his hand. "Can i take you to dinner sometime?"
Harry laughed, "I wish you were this perfect a few years ago. I'd like that a lot."
This time Draco stuck his tongue out at harry, so harry pinned him and started tickling his sides. Draco wriggled and escaped pinning Harry to the ground again. "Nice try."
"How's Saturday?"
"Hmm?"
"For dinner?"
"That will be perfect." Draco smiled. He hadn't felt this happy ever.
Harry left about thirty minutes later.
Draco POV
Saturday arrived like syrup on a cold day. Draco almost went crazy from the waiting, he was so excited.
He styled his blue hair and put on his best green button up with his black skinny jeans and combat boots. He was out the door and at the restaurant 30 minuted ealry. He sat at the bar and waited for harry. Soon he saw the all to familiar mop of black hair walk in the door. Harry was wearing a tight red T-shirt and dark blue jean that were just tight enough to show off his perfect ass. He smiled and approached and almost drooling Draco.
"Hi, sorry i didn't relise this would be such a nice place. I should have dress up a little more." Harry said.
"You're fine you look sexy." Draco replied leaving Harry blushing. "Shall we sit down?"
Dinner was perfect. They laughed and picked on each other, shared secrets, and even talked about what happened in school and put it behind them. After, the sat outside the restaurant and talked somemore till the sun was long gone.
"I dont normally ask this on a first date, but do you wanna come back to my flat? There's something i want to show you." Draco asked.
"Ive already been back to your flat." Harry laughed.
"True." Draco smiled in return, "So is that a yes then?"
"Yes." Harry laughed again.
They apperated back to Draco's flat and he let them in the front door.
"What is it you wanted..." Before harry could finish his sentence he was pushed up against the door and kissed.
Draco pulled back and both were out of breath. "Was that it?" Harry asked giggling.
"No. I've just been waiting to do that all night." Draco whispered in harry's ear sending shivers through Harry's body. "Come with me." Draco whispered again. He took Harry's hand and lead him to the living room where harry sat on the couch. He walked over to the closet and pulled out an acoustic guitar. He then pulled up the ottoman and sat in front of Harry. Harry was quiet but his face showed excitement and that made Draco smile. Draco started to strum and sing...
"You wear black hair I have blue
You look sadder than most boys do
The way you walk around
Always watching the ground
Well I like watching you
Your friends, they don't like me
I think they're jealous of my tattoos
I'm not a bad guy
Just like wearing black
I'm not scared of anything
But saying this to you
It's going down, neither of us wanna be alone right now
come on come on"
Draco looked up and he could physically see Harry falling in love and that made him fall too.
Harry's POV
When Draco started to sing Harry felt his chest grow warm. He felt himself fall in love and it was the realist it had ever felt.
"Oh my my
Yeah I'm loving all your warning signs
Cause I'm a sucker for you oh my my
boy you get me high
Yeah you're my type, you're danger, danger"
Draco looked up again and paused. They stared at each other with a burning intensity for what seemed like forever. Then Draco quickly moved the guitar to the side and they collided in a frenzied kiss. Harry laid down pulling Draco in between his legs
Draco grabbed harry's wrists and pinned him to the couch. He then kissed his way down to harry's neck and started sucking and biting till he heard harry let out a loud moan. He continued biting and licking the spot that made him moan till he felt Harry's hips jerk up and felt Harry's hard cock against his. This time he let out a hard moan and harry took the opportunity to capture his mouth and snake his tongue inside. He grabbed Draco's hips and started rubbing their cocks together through their pants. Draco became a moaning mess and soon couldn't take it anymore he stood up leaving Harry shocked but not as shocked as he was when Draco picked him up and carried him to his bedroom.
"Is the what you want?" Draco whispered sweetly as he laid Harry on the bed.
"Yes, more then anything." Harry whispered in return. Draco swished his wand and both they shoes were off. he then sat his wand by the bed. "Why didn't you just undress both of us?" Harry asked.
"Because i want to undress you myself and savor every inch of your skin." Draco whispered hotly. He then gently cupped Harry's face and kissed him passionately while straddling his hips. He slipped his hand under harry's shirt and started circling on of his nipples. Harry's breath hitched and he let out a quiet moan. soon Draco was slipping Harry's shirt off and sliding down to bite and lick at his nipples till Harry was shaking and gripping the sheets. Draco slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside.
"Come here. I want to feel you against me."Harry moaned as Draco obeyed and pessed his naked chest against Harry's. " I need to feel more of you." Harry moan into their kiss. They both started fumbling with the buttons and zippers on each other pants. Soon they were both in nothing but their boxers grinding against each other in a moaning mess.
"I need more, baby." Draco moaned.
"Me too. Please fuck me Draco." Harry whispered in Draco's ear. If Draco Hadn't caught himself he would have came right there. Hearing harry beg for him was such a turn on. He slid Harry's boxers off, admiring the girth of his cock as he did so, and conjured some lube. He then grabbed Harry's cock, which harry was not prepared for and let out a loud moan as Draco slipped it into his mouth and down his throat. Then harry felt Draco's wet finger start to slide into his hole. He moaned even louder and gripped the sheets. Within a few thrusts harry was begging for more so Draco added a finger and began scissoring them.
"Baby i need you cock!" Harry moaned.
Draco pulled his fingers out and popped Harry's cock out of his mouth. He then slipped of his boxers watching Harry's face the whole time, and giggling when harrys eyes got wide at the size of his cock.
"Do you think you can take all 9 inches?" Draco laughed
"I don't know but i'll try." Harry laughed in return, "Do you want me to turn around?"
"No, I wanna see you face when i'm balls deep in you." Draco said as he kissed harry deeply while lubing up his cock and sliding it in ever so slowly.
"Oh gods! Your'e so big, Draco!" Harry moaned.
"You can take it." Draco moaned in return. Harry was so tight aground him it took everything he had not to cum.
Soon he was burried to the hilt and he could feel Harry quivering around him. "PLease Draco, move." Harry begged.
Draco pulled out slowly then slammed back into him making Harry scream with pleasure.
"Oh Gods, please dont stop!" Harry screamed.
Draco started puling out fast and slamming back inside harder over and over till they were both a sweaty moaning mess.
"Harry i'm going to cum." Draco moaned.
"Me too, please cum inside of me, baby!" Harry screamed again and Draco's thrusts got sloppy. Within second they were both shaking through their orgasms as Draco came inside Harry and harry came all over their stomachs and chests. They kissed tiredly but still lovingly as Draco collapsed to the bed and waved a quick cleaning spell with his wand. He then wrapped Harry tightly in his arms.
"Harry, i don't know how you did it, but you got me to fall in love with you all over again."
"You started it. I've never felt this way for anther person. I love you so much Draco."
"I love you more." They both laughed and fell into a deep sleep.
The End
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Beautiful Disaster Chapter 15
GUYS I FINALLY UPDATED MY MULTICHAP STINGUE FIC AFLDKGGHG OKOK
this is a huge thanks to @hauntedpotatocollector who was the main source of my motivation to update/finally finish this chapter after like nearly two years.
idk if i should put the ao3 link since tumblr has that weird bug... but my ao3 is SeraphOfTheGay and you should find it on there!
but anyways, enjoy! this took days of looking back on old chapters to see wtf i was doing and changing/adding a lot of things so i hope it’s worth the read! thank you all for your patience and support <3
They say certain types of weather can be a strong trigger for nostalgia, which is why Rogue isn’t surprised when a sudden thought pierces his mind, nagging him like a woodpecker pecking away at his brain. It’s a question that pops up as he’s casually walking towards the home of his three friends, the ones whose conversation he’d supposedly zoned out of a few minutes ago.
The slight breeze, warm weather, and faint sunlight peeking through the clouds remind Rogue of a time when he was out at a market shopping area. The memory was very blurry, so he couldn’t recall much of the details, but he remembered getting on a horse carriage to control the vehicle that’d gone astray, and while doing so, had gotten extremely sick. After all, Dragon Slayers were prone to motion sickness.
So what he wondered now was this: How was he able to ride the bus without becoming sick? He was sure he’d get motion sick in some way, which was also another reason why he’d been avoiding the bus since school began. He hadn’t even thought about this when he agreed to Sting’s suggestion of taking the bus with him, as if it was something that wasn’t significant at all when really, it should’ve been.
Carefully, he snuck a glance at Sting and Natsu, who were laughing together at whatever they were talking about, and wondered about their motion sickness condition. They were Dragon Slayers too, were they not? So how were they able to ride the bus daily without turning green or puking their guts out?
“…favorite is Paper Towns,” Natsu was saying when Rogue finally returned from his palace of thoughts. “What about you, Gray?”
“Ah, I liked that collaboration he did with two other authors. The book was called Let it Snow,” Gray answered, and a lightbulb flickered in Rogue’s mind, realizing what they were discussing.
“Oh man, I didn’t know he did a collab! I gotta read that at some point,” Natsu said, tilting his head as he took a mental note of it.
“I’m glad I got you into his novels, considering how you don’t even like reading,” Gray said smugly.
“Can you guys stop talking about books already?” Sting pleaded with exasperation. He grasped strands of his hair, exhaling. “I’ve heard things about that John Green guy and it seems like he fucks with your emotions or something. How about we talk about video games for a change?”
A minimal silence followed as Natsu’s face scrunched up contemplating this idea, and Gray took this moment to shoot a glance at Rogue, noticing his strained expression. “Hey, you alright?”
It took Rogue a moment to realize Gray was talking to him, and when he did, he snapped out of his daze and looked at his friend, blinking wildly. “Oh, y-yeah! I was just thinking about something, and actually,” he went on, before losing the chance to speak, “I have a question for Sting and Natsu, if they don’t mind answering…”
Gray nodded, his raised eyebrows hinting at his curiosity. “Oi, morons! Rogue has something he wants to ask you, so listen up!”
Sting and Natsu immediately stopped what they were discussing and turned towards him, giving Rogue their full attention. “Yes?” they said in unison, grinning widely. To Rogue, they looked almost like twins in that moment––same energy, same wild, windswept hair, same dorky smile.
Rogue then swallowed, slightly nervous. Having everyone’s eyes on him made him falter as if their gazes were weighing him down, but he was able to keep a decently steady composure, or at least one that was enough to get his words out. “You both are Dragon Slayers, correct?”
“Hell yeah we are!” they boasted, again, at the same time. But there was a twinge of uneasiness before they said that, sparking Rogue’s attention.
Rogue decided not to think too much of it and just nodded, touching his chin with his fingers. “And Dragon Slayers have motion sickness… right?”
Sting and Natsu gave each other an odd look, their smiles receding, to which Rogue panicked a bit, wondering if he’d said something bad. However, almost immediately, Gray spoke up, slightly easing Rogue’s tension. “Are you asking because they were fine on the bus?”
“Yes…” Rogue confirmed, watching the others’ expressions. There was a natural yet somewhat forced happiness, as if what they were discussing held some sort of abnormal malice. “Um, was that not a good thing to ask?” he added quickly, sensing the discomfort he thought he’d raised in the air.
“No, you had the right to be curious,” Sting said finally. Rogue didn’t take his eyes off of him for even a second, afraid that he’d miss something important. “It’s just, we can’t discuss it in public, because the reason why we’re fine is something that isn’t really allowed. Or normal.”
“What he means is—“ Gray began, but Natsu cut him off.
“We aren’t allowed to reveal ourselves as Dragon Slayers.”
Rogue’s jaw dropped as sweat began forming on his temples; he blinked twice, trying to comprehend what Natsu just said.
“See, there’s no one around,” Sting followed up, gesturing to the desolate streets around them, “so when you asked if we were Dragon Slayers, we were okay with admitting it, even being proud of it. I mean, being a Dragon Slayer is one of the coolest things to be!”
“Don’t confuse him, just explain the motion sickness fiasco already,” Gray said, catching on to Rogue’s puzzled expression.
“We have this friend named Wendy,” Natsu stated, still serious like earlier despite his usually cheery personality. “She’s also a Dragon Slayer. In order for us to blend in around us and not be completely sick to our stomachs whenever we’re on a vehicle, she made us Tr— uh, Trolly… Taro… Toya…? No, wait, I got it! Troia pills. It has her magic that can allow us to not get sick, but we can only eat them in small amounts otherwise it won’t last for long and we’ll become immune to it. Anything longer than a short bus ride to school would still affect us, which would be bad.”
“Oh,” was all Rogue said, his eyes blown out wide. That part made sense. But why in the world were Dragon Slayers supposedly a forbidden species? And wait, did the others not know he too was a Dragon Slayer? Then, if he was one, how come he was fine despite not taking this Troia pill or whatever? Rogue yearned to ask more questions, but everyone seemed fretful and he felt awful for ruining their cheery mood, so he simply said, “I’m sorry for asking, we don’t have to discuss this further.”
“No need to apologize,” Gray assured him, giving Natsu a strange look. “I mean, it is kind of a sensitive topic, but you probably didn’t know since you’re new. Dont worry though, Sting and Natsu aren’t mad at you or anything, if that’s what you’re concerned about.” He smiled, turning towards them. “Right, guys?”
A smile stretched on both of their faces and they gave Rogue a reassuring thumbs up. “Yup!”
Rogue forced a small smile in return. They’re definitely like twins, he thought. He did feel that they were being genuine with their reassurance, but still, he felt bad. He had no idea that this was such a taboo topic, and if he’d known sooner, he wouldn’t have brought it up at all. Everything was getting stranger, and Rogue didn’t even know where to start looking for answers. If such a place even existed, that is.
The silence Rogue expected to follow that intensity never came. Although that discussion had seemed really strained, things progressed as if it never happened. Gray went on to talk to Natsu about something, and as Rogue tried to eavesdrop and/or join in, he was interrupted when Sting bumped his shoulder.
“Hey,” he said, in the softest voice, looking ahead at the sky above them, which was slowly turning to hues of crimson and orange.
“H-hey,” Rogue responded, a little startled.
Sting remained silent, and Rogue normally would’ve felt uncomfortable, but for some reason, a calmness overtook him instead. He followed Sting’s gaze up to the sky, watching as the brightness reflected in Sting’s eyes. In that moment he couldn’t tell what was more beautiful—the sky, or its reflection in someone who had eyes the same color as it.
Rogue could feel Sting’s warm skin against the thin fabric of his shirt, and it gave him a tingly feeling, like Sting was lighting little sparklers in his veins. Sting’s clothing style was very bold, to put it lightly. He didn’t cover a lot of his body, probably because he had a really nice figure. His muscles were so defined, his physique toned with skin that was practically glowing. Rogue could feel every part of Sting’s arms press up against him, and Rogue closed his eyes in that moment, melting into the calmness and thriving off the slight contact between him and Sting.
The moment, however, was short-lived, because Sting decided to say something finally, causing Rogue’s eyes to pop back open.
“Is there something you’re worried about, Rogue?”
Sting’s eyes never met Rogue’s, but Rogue could tell somehow that he wanted to look at him. He probably thought Rogue wouldn’t answer if he did.
Rogue looked on ahead before answering, seeing Gray and Natsu push each other around as they walked, clearly distracted. Logically, this was a good time to bring up all those questions he had, but then he remembered Sting being extremely confused when he talked about this strange feeling before, when he asked about them knowing about each other in the past, so he completely shut down the idea of mentioning it any further.
“It’s nothing,” Rogue lied, biting his lip. “But… I appreciate your concern.”
Rogue did not like lying, but found himself doing it a lot whenever someone asked him about what was on his mind. He didn’t think he could handle the atmosphere of that tense feeling from before, plus, he preferred this side of Sting instead ––calm, peaceful, serene––and did not wish to fracture this nice moment they were having.
He snuck a glance at Sting then, mostly to check if he believed what he said, and felt his heart beat oddly when he saw the look of determination in Sting’s eyes. They were captivating, the alluring sapphire making him want to spill every secret he’d been keeping. The intensity of Sting’s look almost made Rogue confess, but he held himself back, breaking away from Sting’s eyes. He thought he’d owed him a little explanation though, and didn’t want Sting to think he didn’t trust him, so after he swallowed the lump in his throat, he started speaking again.
“Well…” At that, he could’ve sworn he saw Sting’s eyes sparkle, “I wanted you to know…” he took a deep breath, preparing for how Sting would react, lowered his voice, and said, “I’m a Dragon Slayer too. A Shadow Dragon Slayer.”
“Wh— Wait, seriously?” Sting exclaimed so loudly that even Gray and Natsu, who were a few feet ahead, turned back to look at them. “No freakin’ way!”
“What is it, Sting?” Natsu called, his head still turned as he kept walking. This caused him to walk into a pole, and he yelped in surprise. “Ow!”
“Pole, one, Natsu, zero,” Gray commented, snickering.
“Shut it, Frosty!” Natsu spit out, rubbing his sore nose.
“Awww, do you want some ice?” Gray offered, wiggling his eyebrows.
“I’ll burn you, Droopy Eyes,” Natsu snarled, bashing his head against Gray’s.
“I’d like to see you try, Lame Brain Lizard,” Gray retorted, pushing hard against Natsu to match his force.
“Seriously guys?” Sting huffed out when he and Rogue had caught up to them. “I don’t know what’s more lame, the nicknames or the petty fights.” He let out a sigh, and then looked on ahead. “Oh hey, we’re almost back home!” He began to walk forward, when suddenly, he was gripped by the handle of his backpack and yanked backwards.
“Hey, you never told me what happened earlier!” Natsu, the culprit, yelled, shaking Sting wildly.
“I can’t… tell you… out here! Wait… till we… get home!” Sting wheezed out, stumbling. “Let me go!” He was starting to get dizzy from all of the rapid movement and had to grip onto Natsu’s scarf for support, which caused Natsu to nearly topple over. Natsu reached for Gray’s shirt to stabilize himself but ended up pulling him along into their chaos until they were all tangled in Natsu’s scarf.
Rogue watched as the three of them shouted at each other and dragged each other around, and it made him think of a group of playful children who didn’t have a single care in the world, freely doing whatever they wanted to their heart’s desire. They were like a small, close family, and seeing them like this squeezed Rogue’s heart in a warm, fluffy kind of way, making him smile.
It wasn’t long before the four of them reached a mediocre-looking house, which Rogue soon learned was the home of his three friends. Sting, Natsu, and Gray had successfully managed to get untangled from the mess a few minutes ago, and now they proudly stood in front of the main entrance, grinning. Rogue didn’t expect much of their house, really, but despite the way it looked on the outside, the inside was exquisite. Or at least, as exquisite as a house occupied by three energetic, teenage boys can be.
“Welcome to our home!” Sting announced the minute he switched on the main lights.
Rogue sucked in a breath, not expecting what those lights revealed to him. The first thing he noticed was the kitchen, which was big, and cluttered with dishes and various packaging. Across the kitchen, there was a living room, occupied by a big TV, its stand surrounded by Xbox controllers and game discs. The couch looked worn yet comfy, and as he looked past the living room, he spotted two more rooms which he guessed were the bedrooms. Overall, the house was messy, yet exceptional.
“Wow…” Rogue marveled, giving their living space another once-over. He could see Natsu grinning from the corner of his eye, while Gray and Sting simply watched him as he checked out their home.
“First things first, WE EAT!” Natsu proclaimed, throwing his bag on the floor. He rubbed his hands together, staring at the kitchen as if food would appear and deliver itself to him.
“Is there ever anything on your mind besides food?” Gray asked with a sigh, tossing his backpack next to Natsu’s. “I actually think we don’t have anything left, so we should probably go grocery shopping before anything else.”
“Aw man, but I’m hungry NOW!” Natsu whined, frowning. “And to answer your previous question, Gray, there is one other thing that’s on my mind besides food.” Rogue noticed a sly smirk forming on his face, but before he could see anything else, Sting grabbed his arm and pulled him aside.
“Sooo Rogue, do you wanna join us for grocery shopping or would you like me to stay home with you while Gray and Natsu go out?” he asked, not letting go of Rogue’s arm.
Rogue pondered this for a moment, the thought from a few seconds ago disappearing out of his mind. Admittedly he didn’t know everything about those two, but he did believe one thing: they probably couldn’t handle going out alone together without some chaos occurring. He knew that much from the library incident. Also, the thought of staying in the house alone with Sting made Rogue a little nervous, but not in a complete bad way. There was also some excitement mixed in there, but he had to be responsible here. Either way, the faster they got done with shopping, the sooner they could start on their project. Natsu was his partner anyway, not Sting, so there wasn’t much he and Sting could do if Gray and Natsu were out on their own.
“I think it’d be better if we went along, you know, to prevent any disasters from happening?” Rogue supplied after some time, rubbing the back of his head. He hoped what he said didn’t sound too offensive.
Sting’s bubbly laughter made that doubt vanish out of his mind. “Hahaha, you’re so right! Alrighty then, off to the grocery store we go!”
“Hold it.” Natsu stopped them as they approached the front door, a serious expression on his face. “You owe me an explanation, Bumblebee.”
“Huh?” Sting blinked, slightly startled.
Bumblebee? Rogue thought, feeling a smile tugging the corner of his mouth. That’s actually…kinda cute.
“Don’t give me that look! You were gonna tell me something when we got back inside, right?” Natsu reminded him, his arms now crossed against his chest.
“Oh! That’s…well––“ he looked at Rogue in that moment, as if asking for permission through his eyes, and Rogue simply nodded. “Rogue is a Dragon Slayer too! A Shadow Dragon Slayer!”
“WHAT? SERIOUSLY? THAT’S SO FREAKIN’ AMAZING!!” Natsu shrieked suddenly, causing Gray to punch him in the shoulder for being too loud. Rogue could tell that Gray was intrigued and maybe surprised as well, and Rogue laughed nervously, playing with his sleeves. Hopefully this revelation wouldn’t affect them too greatly or change the way they thought about him.
“Now that’s something I didn’t see coming,” Gray said, looking at Rogue more closely.
“Looks like Gray is the only one in the group who isn’t a Dragon Slayer,” Natsu teased, sticking his tongue out as he winked.
“Aw come on, don’t make me feel left out like that you jerk!” Gray moped, a slight frown on his face. He didn’t look too upset though, to which Rogue was thankful for.
“Is that how you knew that Sting and I were Dragon Slayers? And why you asked about the motion sickness thing? I bet you’ve learned to control your motion sickness or something because you looked totally fine this morning!” Natsu went on, not over this revelation.
His questions made Rogue come to a halt. He hadn’t even thought about that—Natsu was right, how did he know that Sting and Natsu were Dragon Slayers? He’s never seen them use their magic before, and he’d only started talking to them yesterday, so how?
“I—well, um, you see…” he was struggling to find the words now, his head throbbing with more unanswered questions.
“Ooh, maybe its a special Dragon Slayer connection where we can all sense each other’s magic or something! It probably just kicked in now that our bond is stronger, right?” Natsu offered, and Rogue decided to accept it for lack of better knowledge.
“Could be,” he replied, nodding. His stomach lurched, but he tried to focus his mind on something else, not wanting to cause a scene in front of them.
“I actually kind of figured,” Gray said then, making the three of them turn to him.
“What? How?” Sting wondered, his eyes widening. “Didn’t you just say you didn’t see it coming?”
“Well, yeah, but then I remembered something. Yesterday, when we were sharing each other’s emails, Rogue said his was shadowdragonrogue7. So I thought he might be a Dragon Slayer.”
Natsu and Sting stood there, dumbfounded. “How…how did we not realize this sooner?” Natsu muttered, looking at Sting. All Sting could do was shrug, not being able to find the words for this predicament.
“We should get going now,” Gray said with a chuckle, and Rogue breathed out a sigh of relief, glad that this conversation was over for now. He had more things to think about, and it was still hard for him to accept this whole Dragon Slayer thing, but he decided to let it go for a bit and enjoy this upcoming shopping trip with his friends.
Friends. Every time Rogue thought of them as that, it made his heart flutter. He couldn’t have been luckier, to meet three caring, friendly people who took him in without hesitation, and made him feel like he’s always belonged. He’d surely have to thank them at some point, maybe even do something for them in return for their kindness. He hoped they could stay friends and still hang out even after this project ended.
“Rogue, you comin’?” Sting asked with a smile, pulling him out of his thoughts. Rogue nodded and swiftly followed the others out the door, their bright smiles illuminating the path in front of him.
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The grocery store wasn’t too far from their home; at best it was no longer than a twenty minute walk. Natsu had showed them a shortcut, a path that seemed a little dangerous considering the massive highway with no pedestrian walkways that they had to cross, but they ended up making it across just fine. Rogue found Natsu shouting “Told ya so!” multiple times to Gray, who had been the most worried about getting hit by a car or something on the way down, very amusing.
“Shut up, Natsu! I get it already!” Gray grumbled, grabbing Natsu by the scarf. “Don’t make me freeze your mouth shut.”
“You know I could easily burn your ice off Gray, plus, if you did that, how would you k—“
Sting interrupted him, yelling, “Natsu, watch where you’re going!”
Natsu turned around, realizing he nearly bumped into an elderly couple.
“Agh, sorry!” he yelped sheepishly as Gray let go of him.
The elderly couple just smiled at him and walked away, and Natsu took that as a sign of ‘apology accepted.’
“Good thing we came along,” Rogue whispered to Sting, who smiled at him in response.
The four of them entered the store then, and immediately Rogue was captivated by all the scents filling the air. This place was some sort of international market, consisting of goods from all over the world. Although there were various foods that one would be eager to try from another country, all Rogue could think about was the different kinds of chocolate he could get his hands on.
“Okay guys, who’s got the shopping list?” Sting asked, looking around to see where they could start.
“We ain’t need no shopping list! Just grab whatever ya feel like eating!” Natsu suggested with a huge grin.
“If we did that, we’d run out of money faster than you go through the food you eat,” Gray told him, shaking his head.
“How about we split up? Rogue and I will get some snacks, and you and Natsu can get stuff we can cook for meals, like vegetables and meat.”
“I’m all fired up!!!” Natsu exclaimed, reaching for Gray’s hand. He pulled him to the frozen section in the back, already starting without a second thought.
“Well that settles that,” Sting said. “Let’s go, Rogue.”
“Right!” Rogue said, following Sting down to Aisle 4, where most of the snacks were located.
“What’re you in the mood for?” Sting had asked, grabbing boxes of assorted chips and cookies.
“Chocolate…” Rogue said subconsciously, reaching for a box of pocky sticks.
Sting laughed, and Rogue noticed a slight blush on his face. “A chocolate lover, huh? We’ll definitely be buying some chocolate then.”
Rogue felt like his eyes were literally sparkling as Sting showed him this one kind of chocolate called Dairy Milk, which was popular in the country of India.
“I think you’ll love this one, it’s really good,” he said, and Rogue took it without a second thought. As long as it involved chocolate, he didn’t have to think about wanting it or not. The answer was always yes.
“Or should I say, it’s dairy good,” Sting said then, and Rogue couldn’t stop the giggle bubbling up in his throat. That pun was awful but somehow…it’s funny, he thought.
“That wasn’t bad,” Rogue said, meeting Sting’s eyes.
“Oh, you butter believe it!” Sting replied, holding up a bag of buttered popcorn.
Rogue felt like the smile on his face was permanent now. He watched as Sting ran to grab multiple boxes of berries, and was surprised and slightly confused when he laid down on the floor, covering himself with the containers.
Before he could ask what he was doing, Sting said, “Look, I’m berried alive!”
Rogue burst into a fit of laughter, feeling so light and fluffy and free. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt happy like this, so full of life and unbridled laughter.
“I know my puns are cheesy,” Sting stated with a smile, holding up a packet of cheese, “But as long as you think they’re funny or even decent, I’ll continue to make them.” He stood up and put some boxes of berries into the shopping cart, then returned the others to the shelves.
“Please do,” Rogue responded, watching him. He figured he should help, but there weren’t a lot of boxes left to put away. Plus, watching Sting do something like this fascinated him in some way, like he was under a trance. There was just a nice flow to his movements, a fluid motion that made Rogue feel warm and calm.
Once the mess of berries was cleaned up, the two of them looked around to see if they were missing anything else. As they checked out a small section of sweets, they heard an all too familiar voice not too far away, and turned their heads towards the sound.
“Natsu, get off the shopping cart!” Gray yelled from across the aisle, struggling to push a cart full of items and one too exuberant Dragon Slayer.
“You’re just weak, Gray! You can’t even handle this weight?” Natsu retorted, laughing maniacally.
Rogue blinked twice, surprised even though he should have expected this.
“What can I say?” Sting said from beside him, picking up a box of graham crackers, “A shopping trip is never boring with those two around.”
Rogue was inclined to agree to this statement. Whatever they were doing, it seemed fun. He wished he could be that bold sometimes, to be able to speak his mind, be open about his feelings and just completely be himself, but it’d take a while for him to get even close to that level. He couldn’t focus on that too much now though, because there was another box of chocolates practically glowing in front of him, calling out to him to grab it and eat it up.
Sting got close to him then, his shoulder brushing up against Rogue’s. Rogue’s breath caught for a moment, and he could’ve sworn he felt his heart beating in his ears.
“Rogue, I just got a great idea,” Sting whispered, not bothering to leave even a centimeter of space between the two of them. His eyes flickered between the graham crackers and the chocolate he must’ve noticed Rogue was practically drooling over. “Let’s make s’mores!”
Rogue was about to agree, to tell him that it was a splendid idea, when suddenly, the world seemed to stop completely. Everything went silent with the exception of a high pitched ringing in his ears, his blood felt cold in his veins, and a lightheadedness overtook him, his body abruptly too heavy to support. As he gasped and reached for something to hold onto, which ended up being Sting’s shoulder as he later found out, everything started spinning, plunging him into a suspended-like state, as if he were floating inside an ocean, lost, helpless, and unable to breathe.
“S’mores are the best part of camping,” said a familiar voice.
A figure that looked just like Rogue started smiling, holding an item of food that resembled a s’more.
“Hey, Rogue?” the voice said, taking a bite out of the s’more-looking thing.
“Hm?” Rogue-look-alike-who-had-the-same-name-as-him said.
“Are you a campfire?”
“What?”
“Cuz you’re hot and I want s’more!”
“STING…YOU DIDN’T!!”
“I JUST DID.”
“Wh…what’s happening? What was that just now?” Rogue cried out once he found his voice again, the death grip on his lungs slowly loosening. He clutched his head, fingers scraping into his skin, leaving scars. He could finally move, and his breathing returned, coming out in fast, hitched puffs.
“Rogue…hey, are you alright? Talk to me!” a voice yelled in worry. It sounded very distorted, like an octave too high. Two arms were holding him up, but he could barely feel them, just the vibrating and numbness spreading into his body.
“Jeez, what’s happening? You two are making more of a ruckus than we are!” another voice yelled. “Seriously, there’s a bunch of boxes everywhere, even Natsu and I don’t make this much of a mess!”
The rest of the conversation only rang in his ears, so he couldn’t hear or understand what they were saying. Rogue shook his head rapidly, clearing his mind. When he finally calmed down enough to breathe normally, he realized he was clutching hard onto Sting, leaning against him as if letting go would cause him to fall into a deep, never-ending abyss from which he’d never return.
“Should we take him to a doctor?” Rogue recognized this is as Gray’s voice, once his ears regained their hearing.
“There’s no need, I’m okay for now,” he said quickly, his trembling hands still holding onto Sting. He wasn’t completely sure if that was the truth, but the weird pain from earlier had suddenly dissipated, and the only thing that bothered him now was what that whole ordeal was.
“What happened dude? Are you okay?” Even Natsu was nearby, worry evident in his tone.
“I’m sorry…I have no idea what happened just now. Sting was talking about something and suddenly…I heard voices…saw something strange…”
“We’ll take you home,” Sting said, holding him tighter. “I think you need some rest.”
“But…your shopping…did you get everything you needed?” Rogue asked, his voice raspy, barely a whisper. He didn’t want his situation to cause any trouble for them, especially after all they’d done for him.
“We got what we need, and hey, you don’t need to worry about that. Just focus on you right now, okay?” Sting told him, swinging one of Rogue’s arms across his shoulders. “Gray, Natsu, I’ll meet you guys at home. I’ll see you guys in a bit.”
“Be safe!” Natsu yelled as Sting made his way out the doors, carefully supporting Rogue. As Rogue slipped out of consciousness, he barely missed Sting telling them to buy more chocolate, and a small smile stretched across his face as his mind went dark once again.
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When Rogue came to, he was in a bed that had a distinctly familiar scent. It made him wonder where he was, but there were no lights on, so looking around wasn’t much of an option. To compensate, he felt around for something recognizable, but nothing his fingers brushed upon was something he owned. So he wasn’t in his own bed, that’s one thing he knew now. He decided to get up and figure this out, but as he sat up, something cold landed in his lap, surprising him. He picked it up and touched it, trying to see what it was through the small illumination coming in from the crack under the bedroom door.
It didn’t take long for him to discover that the cold slush was an icepack, one nicely wrapped in a towel, which had probably been sitting on his forehead for a while considering that most of it was dripping wet. The memory of earlier hit him then, making him shudder. At least, for now, he felt a lot better since then, almost as if that whole crazy thing never happened at all. He didn’t know how much time had passed since that moment, but he hoped it hadn’t been too long, since he did have the project to work on.
Wait, does this mean I’m still at Sting, Natsu, and Gray’s place? he wondered, pushing himself out of bed. Slowly, he made his way to the front of the room, being very careful not to trip on anything, and pulled the door open.
When he entered the main area of the house, he was blinded by flashing lights. At first he thought he was experiencing some sort of epilepsy, but soon realized that it was coming from a video game that Gray, Natsu, and Sting were playing. So he was still here.
He peeked over the edge and saw the three of them sitting on the rug, each with a controller in their hands as their fingers rapidly smashed different buttons.
“Sting, you’re such a cheater! Stop using Minato, his flashing is annoying as hell!” Gray was shouting, his dark hair a ruffled mess. He also wasn’t wearing anything except his boxers, which made Rogue wonder what was going on.
“Ha, you’re just mad cuz you can’t keep up! Natsu and I will show ya!” Sting boasted, pressing buttons to begin what seemed like the next match.
Rogue decided to stay put and watch from the shadows, curious about this game they were playing. He was never a confrontational type anyway, so he decided to enjoy the view from where he was until one of them noticed he was there and invited him to come join them.
Less than five minutes had passed when Sting’s chill, cocky attitude was replaced with some sort of rage, one that wasn’t scary yet still intense.
“ARE YOU SERIOUS? MY CHARACTER GLITCHED AND MY COMBO DIDN’T FREAKIN’ WORK!” he whined, tossing his controller at the couch behind them. “Gah, I hate tournaments against you guys sometimes!”
“Want me to hold that ‘L’ for you, Sting?” Gray said in a teasing manner, poking Sting in the cheek. Rogue observed this closely, noting that Sting had very squishy-looking cheeks. That softness reflected in his current outfit; he looked really comfy, dressed in an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants, a change from his normal clothing style.
“You’re a jerk!!” Sting practically exploded in frustration like a little science-experiment volcano, grabbing a nearby pillow and smacking Gray’s face with it.
“Oooh, pillow fight!” Natsu said once he had his eyes off the screen. He dropped his controller and reached for a pillow, a sadistic grin spreading across his face. As soon as he stood up and got into a predatory-like position, getting ready to leap at Sting most likely, he caught sight of Rogue and yelled, “Rogue!! You’re awake!”
Sting and Gray immediately stopped wrestling with the pillows and scrabbled their way onto the couch, peeking over the edge of it.
“Rogue! How are you feeling? Did you get enough rest? Was my bed okay? Were you comfortable?” Sting rambled on with questions, almost going on longer if Gray hadn’t smacked him in the back of the head.
“Chill out for a sec.” He looked at Rogue, a soft expression in his eyes. “I hope we didn’t wake you with our loudness. And sorry for Sting’s rage quitting, it’s not as bad as Natsu’s but it’s almost on the same level.”
“I do NOT rage quit!” Natsu argued, pointing a finger at Gray.
“Oh really now, Mr. I-should’ve-won-against-that-Akatsuki-combo?”
“You kept spamming it! That was a jerk move, Frosty!”
“It’s badass, that’s why!”
“Well, yeah, but that doesn’t mean you can spam it!”
“Do you remember how many vases we had to replace because you broke them?”
“That never happened!!”
“I have proof—“
“Guys, enough already!” Sting stopped them, pushing their heads apart from one another. “So, Rogue, you hungry?”
Rogue’s stomach beat him to a verbal answer when it grumbled loudly, and Rogue blushed in embarrassment, clutching the fabric of his shirt.
“Come on, let’s go eat what I made and begin working.” Sting turned off the Xbox and stood up, making his way into the kitchen. Rogue had been so drawn into figuring out what the others were doing that he didn’t even notice the delightful scent coming from behind him.
“Whatever you made, it smells really good,” he said, sniffing the air.
“I hope it tastes as good as it smells!” Sting said sheepishly, bringing a steaming hot pot over to the dining table.
“Oooh Sting did you make curry?!” Natsu asked, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
“Why yes, yes I did,” he answered, lifting the lid off the pot. Clouds of steam escaped into the air, giving the atmosphere a humid feel.
“You’re the best!” Natsu cheered, reaching for the serving spoon, only to have his hand slapped away by Gray’s. “Hey, what gives?!”
“Jeez, do you have any manners? Let Rogue have some first,” Gray scolded, clutching onto Natsu’s hand.
“Oh no, it’s okay, he can have some first!” Rogue insisted, shaking his head.
“Nah it’s cool Rogue, you go ahead and take some,” Sting said, holding his arm out in front of Natsu before he got the idea to hurl himself across the table to take some.
From the corner of his eye, Rogue caught a glimpse of Gray’s fingers intertwining with Natsu’s, or at least that’s what he thought he saw. He couldn’t be completely sure of it because Sting’s torso blocked the view when he reached to scoop some curry and rice onto Rogue’s plate, making Rogue blink in his daze.
“Okay, now you can have some,” Gray told Natsu, whose eyes were practically shimmering in delight. Their hands were apart, so Rogue figured he just imagined what he thought he saw.
Natsu swept in and took a huge spoonful of curry, licking his lips in the process. He grabbed nearly half of the rice out of the cooker and tossed it into the mix on his plate, then reached for his chopsticks. Before Rogue could even say ‘thank you for the meal,’ Natsu had finished his food and was rubbing his belly in content.
“Do you even breathe while you eat?” Sting asked in worry, sitting down after he and Gray had taken their share.
“I dunno, but Gray sure takes my breath away!” Natsu commented smoothly, which caused Gray to turn red. Gray was probably caught so off-guard by Natsu’s statement that he almost didn’t realize that he froze his chopsticks from the shock of embarrassment.
Before Rogue could understand what was happening, Gray pulled the book of demons out of his backpack and slammed it on the table, causing their plates to rattle.
“ANYWAYS, LET’S START ON THIS PROJECT ALREADY!” he squeaked out, shaking his head in an attempt to cool his face off.
“R-right…” Sting said, scratching his cheek. He began eating as Natsu took the book and opened it to the first page, getting ready to read it aloud since the rest of them were still finishing their meals.
“So what I’m understanding is that there are nine demons. We already picked which ones we want, but do you want me to go through the other ones?”
Gray refused to speak and Sting’s mouth was full, so Rogue built up a little confidence and answered. “That might be a good idea. Just in case we don’t find enough information about the demons we picked, we can decide on a back up one if that’s okay with you guys.”
Sting nodded, and Gray just gave a thumbs up as he stuffed his face with more food.
“Jeez Gray, lighten up a little. I didn’t think what I said would affect you that badly,” Natsu said, bumping his shoulder. Gray’s only response was a measly sound of some sort, and Natsu just shrugged it off. “Anyways, I’ll go ahead and read them and summarize it as much as I can.” He cleared his throat, turning to the page that had the first demon listed.
“Kyouka has some sort of body-manipulating curse. Not much is known about how it works exactly, but I wouldn’t want to be victim to it. Next is Jackal. He creates explosions, ones that are very destructive. Ooh, I wanna fight this guy! After that we have Tempester, who can control a bunch of natural disasters. Yikes, wouldn’t wanna get on his bad side. Then there’s Franmalth, who can absorb and manipulate souls. Holy shit…that’s insane! Torafuzar can summon poisonous water and he has bladed arms. Haha, he looks like a shark! Ezel has a bunch of limbs that he can turn into swords. Kinda like Erza, but she could totally kick his ass. Then there’s Seilah, who can control any person or object. Spooky… Keyes is a necromancer, whatever that means. And finally, not including the one under the hidden flap, there’s the one you guys picked, Silver Fullbuster. The book just says he’s an undead human exorcist mage who utilizes ice devil slayer magic…”
“Wait, what did you just say?” Gray finally spoke, nearly choking on his last bite.
“Gray… could that be…” Sting started, but Gray stood up suddenly, with so much force that his chair left a dent in the back wall.
“I’m sorry, but I need a second to think… Excuse me…” He ran towards the front door, and threw it open, running out with even bothering to close it behind him.
“Hey, Gray, wait!” Sting called, shoving the last spoonful of curry into his mouth.
Rogue stayed calm, but he felt paralyzed. He didn’t dare move another muscle, didn’t dare to say a word. He could feel the tension in the air almost as if it was a tangible, physical thing and not just a feeling.
From the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Natsu running to the door and looking around for any sign of Gray, but apparently he’d completely disappeared.
“Where the hell are you, Gray?” Natsu shouted into the night, clutching onto the doorframe so hard it nearly shattered.
“Natsu…calm down, we’ll find him,” Sting said softly, coming up to him.
“I’m going after him. You two stay here,” Natsu yelled, completely ignoring Sting’s statement. “Don’t wait up on me if I’m late. I’m not coming back until I find him.”
He slammed the door shut as he left, startling Sting. Sting sat on the couch in defeat, still in shock from what just went down.
Rogue shakily let out the breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding in, and sat in the deadly silence of the once energetic, noisy household.
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i dont remember too much from the breakdown.
its not exactly easy to think about. i mean, at the time, i kind of wasnt thinking. wasnt able to. mind flayed into fractals that pierced into my heart and throat and everything around me, falling like crystals from my eyes and mouth in screaming pain.
it started slow at first. like wading through mud, or trying to see through fog, or any other number of useless metaphors. more like when youre between asleep and awake. your thoughts dont quite line up, and the rules of reality havent been made present to you yet, an unmoored state of terrifying possibility. whatevers happening might as well happen. no use thinking it over. functions like decision making and speaking wrested onto instinct alone, cold and dense with the only true directive being SURVIVE.
and then i had some time alone, and thank god j**** was already there because i dont know when i wouldve broken if he wasnt, so at least he could get m*** to help pick up the pieces of me.
i had to explain, had to tell them what just happened, how it was a nightmare made real- actual nightmare, too many to count, so many nights woken with panicked birds wings in my ribcage struggling to escape but nowhere to go and no place to call home.
and that was how the crack shattered.
after that i dont remember. nothing was real, i was just engulfed in a tornado of agony, comforting voices in my ear doing everything they could but never enough to shield me from THIS. the sheer horror, the pain, was too much for me to comprehend until i remember in the deepest throes of it my hysterical laughter. itd made moth so afraid, so upset for me, unable to console me. i remember their voice cutting through the noise just barely. "oh, no, dont laugh..." but what else could i do? it was hilarious, astoundingly so. i had nothing. i was nothing. i was so horribly FREE of the things i had clung so desperately to for so so long all i could do was laugh and sob and break.
the rest of the night comes in fractals. m*** standing up to my parents. calling work to take tomorrow night off. calling my sister to tell her the situation. organizing. packing. tears threatening again from needing to think about which of my belongings id need most. my parents trying to come over and talk to me, moth being so so protective. my dad screaming things i dont want to remember because they hurt so deeply. me replying for him not to make me kill myself. the immediate regret because that wasnt fair of me. my mom coming in and hugging me and me pushing her away because i couldnt handle the whiplash, not now, not with everything, please just dont touch me. my dad later silently handing me a small can of dr. pepper while i sat on the couch waiting for mrs. t***** to pick me up. passing time. distracting. talking with m*** about future plans to live together. finally sitting outside. dad coming over to ask, genuinely, if i was ok, being so overwrought and regretful and saying he didnt mean what he said and i knew he didnt, not asking for forgiveness but begging to know i would survive. the hug that felt like real love and not desperation to hold onto a possession. mom later coldly telling me to have a good life, me replying that i would. laying in the driveway, backpack as a pillow, comfortor wrapped around me against the wind and i mustve looked so goddamn pathetic. voices in my ear, always, always, my friends not leaving my side for a second so at least i wouldnt be alone.
then the ride to the t*****'s house. id run out of tears long before then. a blur of being settled in. sitting on the couch in the basement. explaining things to c***.
the one moment from that night that stands without a clouded whirlwind of fog is her holding me softly against her chest for what mustve been an hour, stroking my (greasy, unkempt) hair, and singing softly, not even shifting to let go until she made absolutely sure i wouldnt just shatter right then and there.
and of course, the knowledge that through it all, i hadnt been alone. for once, genuinely, not alone. maybe thats why the pieces of me have already fit back together and i feel stronger for it.
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The Dork Reads Lightning-struck Heart: Charpters 1-6
It has begun! @lio-zehel & @glitterghost this is basically just the notes i made on my phone as I went so sorry for the total lack of rhyme or reason to it or much referral back to the actual text for context XD
Gary. The gay hornless unicorn who snorts sparkles out his nose
The introductory villain asking politely if he can get back to monologging his story.
Why the casual bestiality. Like. I probably should have see it coming from the gay talking unicorn. but still..
Also so far this feels very very like one of the tripper episodes of The Magicians.. not that that’s a bad thing.. just odd the read.
The waviest.
Chapter 2. Please don’t make my nipples explode.
So much swearing.
Aaaww caring parents.
....And pink pointy shoes. Because why not.
“I like your shoes.”
“Thank you little one. I made them [...] I like your face”
“Thank you big one. My parents made it when they got married. I was a honeymoon baby. Whatever that means”
DOES HE HAVE AN OFF SWITCH JFC!??
Aww SUPER SUPPORTIVE PARENTS and a pink shoed wizard (who will be very violent if crossed)
JFC sam is so bossy.
She checked me over that I wasn’t injured before she injured me.
He thinks I’m wicked awesome and I’m the future kings wizard. And then I will curse you both so hard you will have extra fingers coming out of your faces.
And damn supportive parents. Making sure their idiot child will look his best for his crush.
Aww brutal.
“That’s rough buddy.” At the whole prince / Knight situation.
Yes. You are being an awkward asshole
But dw you’re definitely not as big an asshole as Justin.
Oh my god. This has been going on for 47 minutes.
I swear he says the wants to touch people with his mouth way too frequently
These chapter names are so disconcerting
Needless to say I looked like a HIGH END prostitute (is that.. is that the look you go for for a royal feast)
I’m like an advertisement for circumcision. ...........um..
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I could make it look like an accident.. I’ve done it before.
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He looked like he should own several brothels.. and now the outfit suddenly fits the situation...
Why. Why would wink at the king? Why.
Wtffffff why is the king flirting with Gary. This is so weird.
Gay unicorn @ the literal King: “You look like a walking daddy fetish”
WHY!?
“YAAAAAAAAAAAY”
JFC WHY. WHY WOULD HE DO THAT. WTF I HATE IT. I HATE THIS. WHY. HORRIBLE. HORRIFIC.
OH SON OF A BITCH WTF. WHY KING MAN WHY. NOT COOL AT ALL. OH GOD THIS IS SO FUKING AWKWARD. I HATE IT. I HATE IT WITH SO MUCH OF MY BEING THIS IS NOT OKAY.
(Someone in the audience said “yaaaaaaaay” and started slow clapping). I hate it.
“Your flower gonna get eaten”. why?
Aaaahhhh!!!! “Simple. I’m asexual” YES THEN ACE WIZARD FOR THE WIN!
Ummm... there’s not mpreg in these books is there... like.. there’s not right?
The totally bizarre aggressive confidence sam has is genuinely terrifying
Omfg. Why would he advertise like that!?
Okay but. So like I’m annoyed and worried because I’m pretty sure y’all are fans of Justin (and idk probably ship him with Sam). And like I’m only a couple chapters in but I like Ryan. And idk why I haven’t see any of you mention him. So like wtf is he going to do to reverse all this set up? Like it totally reads as/feels mutual.
Like. What’s gonna happen? ‘Cause it’s making me nervous.
You’re adorable with your angry glitter.
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Now. Tell me more about myself.
Ryan would laugh and I would laugh while I withered on the inside. Is probably one of the realist things I’ve ever read.
This book is like a completely inexplicable info dump. Like we’ve had almost no world building but there’s is so much happening all the time. Every other sentence has so much going on it’s like effort to actually fully comprehend the intended take away.
“Your segway was clunky and I am embarrassed for you.”
I love how sarcastic everyone is. It’s so much fun
So. Much. Confidence.
“Who was Todd trying to intimidate?”
Really Sam? REALLY?
Ryan is so protective.
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Silence.
“Sweet gods”
JFC sam.
J. F. C. Sam!
Poor Todd. Poor poor Todd. Sweet boy.
DONT FUKIN PAT HIS DICK SAM!
Also why the weird gender switches when they’re talking abt marriage?
JUST BE QUIET SAM!
JUST SHUUUSHHHHH!
Awww Ryan knows his allergies.
(Also. Brutal allergies. Duck and blueberries are both lovely.)
Poor Todd.
also why does Todd keep repeating blueberries?
Ryan is definitely enjoying this fiasco at least a little bit.
The waiter practically ran away. “I like him. Very quick service”
PHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
“the tip of your sword is poking me [...] you’re getting it all over me.”
And of course. What this car crash of a date really needed was dark wizards. Of course. At least it means Sam might not talk more
- “I like your eyebrows”
Okay. Never mind that then.
“I didn’t accidentally cast an invisibility spell on the walk over”
K but. Like. Ryan is smitten right?
“Nice? That’s not a ringing endorsement.”
“I like your ears.”
“Everyone has ears sam”
Poor Sam. What an obtuse fool.
Did he just talk his way out of a fight by accident?
Oh maybe not..
Ayy he’s a badass fool
I really enjoy how the magic is written/written about. It’s got a really nice feel to it as a magic ‘system’
Also like.. bruh.. it is not painfully obvious the Ryan is his anchor/cornerstone?
It was all gonna be fine.
IT WAS NOT FINE!
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Extra data within the dooblydo. Section Three: compensation good day, investigate out that fancy piece o paper in your fingers! Whoah mama! Aooga! Time to pay for it. You’re gonna have a number of extraordinary choices of the right way to pay your loans back. 1. Customary terms – that you can repay situated for your loans long-established phrases. This is regularly a ten to twenty 12 months reimbursement plan and it is the most common system. 2. Earnings-established repayment. That is the 2d most fashioned variety. The phrases of your long-established loan are restructured to suit into your funds centered to your present stage of revenue. You’re going to have to reapply ever year for this style of repayment, on account that your revenue could also be altering year to yr, confidently going up.Up, up, up, to the moon! 3. Deferment – if you can not have the funds for your pupil loan cost, in some instances that you can defer it. Deferment doesnt eliminate your student loan debt, it with no trouble puts off when your reimbursement plan starts offevolved. Its most likely most effective granted to current scholars, residents within the army, or if youre unemployed or are incomes not up to the minimal wage. Unsubsidized loans will continue to accrue curiosity for the period of deferment, so its a excellent inspiration to make any repayments that youre ready to. 4. Consolidation Loans If youre now out of institution and in finding your present repayment plan elaborate to manipulate, that you would be able to consistently consolidate your loans. Consolidating will take a couple of loans and simplify them right into a single new mortgage. This can make reimbursement less complicated and may prolong your reimbursement terms up to 30 years, that will slash your monthly repayments, but will extensively increase the quantity of interest you pay over the years. It’s super dupes essential to remain on top of your scholar loan repayments or to work with a mortgage servicing organization if you already know that you cannot make your repayments, try this as quickly as possible.Additionally, pupil loan debt does no longer mechanically go away. Even though you file for bakruptcy! What the crap? Best under very precise circumstances are you going to have these loans forgiven. A type of occasions is dying. So that you die, however you don’t have to pay. Every cloud… You can also honestly be competent to get your loans reduced or utterly forgiven if you happen to prefer to work in the public sector. You may still need to could a hundred and twenty on-time monthly payments before your ultimate balance is forgiven, however it is a quality alternative for regional, state, and federal government employees. Section four: A note for father and mother hi mom and dad! It can be first-class to peer you around here. You’re looking great.Would you adore this gift card for Chili’s? (laughs) Or these tickets to your Billy Joel live performance? Or would you adore… What’s yet another factor grown-u.S.Like? I am a grown up (document scratch) Existential hindrance! Consistent with Forbes, greater than half of all pupil loans are both delinquent or in deferral. These loans will also be for striking quantities, so if you do decide upon to support pay for your youngster’s school schooling, saving early is A+++.The IRS absolutely needs you to aid pay in your little one’s education, so they’ve anything known as a 529 financial savings Plan, which is sort of like a Roth IRA for saving to your bebes future. Not everyone has parents who’re going to be competent to support, but I do want each person to understand this alternative exists to aid. Phase 5: Tyler Oakley i’m so enthusiastic about this that I spit. I spit within the rainbow arc, with the bad french accent that goes to italian routinely. Tyler, you are making me communicate in tongues, you’re making my sould dance, you’re making my liver quiver. I don’t know what to assert to you besides (kiss) thanks a lot to Tyler Oakley and associates for suggesting the subject of this week’s video. In return, i am so joyful to inform every body that HowToAdult can be donating advert sales from this video to the Trevor assignment. The Trevor assignment is a 24-hour hotline and useful resource for hindrance intervention and suicide prevention offerings to LGBTQ young people from ages 13-24.Tyler has supported the Trevor venture for years. It is very close and costly to his heart and to ours, so this is simply our way of paying it ahead. Thanks a lot Tyler, we heart you. In the event you guys are looking for a model of exceptional maturity, Tyler Oakley is lovely difficult to beat. We will see you guys subsequent week. I really like you bye. (kiss) (endscreen) .
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Mike: hey? Have you ever guys ever heard of Tyler Oakley? Good, Tyler Oakley has heard os scholar loans, cuz he had ’em. Giant time. And so he and his acquaintances at gigantic body have asked us to make this for you to give an explanation for how student loans work so you realize, you guys can hae a slightly higher existence vis a vis (?) student loans than Tyler did. Cuz from what I comprehend, he and his acquaintances located it very confusing being that they may be humans and everything. So how do scholar loans work, and the way can you make them work better for you? Section One: The FAFSA AKA Free software for Federal pupil aid. Now before you genuinely start watching for loans, you are gonna want to fill the sort of babies out, either online or on a paper type, which it seems that continues to be a thing.Did you? I didn’t. In any case, huh? Rapid note: filling out the FAFSA is FREE! Free! By no means pay any scammers who are trying to get your money to fill it out. Go to FAFSA’s government website, no longer FAFSA.Com because these guys… Somethin’s fishy. In addition to getting used for federal financial help the FAFSA can also be used by state and institution funded packages, reminiscent of scholarships. Now if youre in high institution, reeer-eer rock and roll, high institution right here, it can be the hippest position in town. Seem at me, i’m not a 31 year old man, i am so hip.I think that you can tell. (beep) If youre in excessive institution then youll surely wish to fill this out as soon as viable after January 1st in the course of your senior year. If youre no longer in high university, you still do wish to fill it out as quickly as viable after the new 12 months. I do need to take a 2nd to stress how foremost that is. Most fiscal help is given out on a primary come, first served groundwork even though it is determined by distinct reasons. So the sooner that you may get that FAFSA in, the bettter you chances of getting the maximum quantity of support available to you.And unluckily, this isn’t a one time thing, either. Even when you are in tuition, you have got to keep filling it out each year. That is due to the fact that, you already know, your occasions might alternate. Considered one of our lovely Tumblr readers said that you may get help from the fiscal support workplace which makes plenty of experience and we’d incredibly advise that. To honestly fill it out your FAFSA, youre gonna want some records. There are tons of one-of-a-kind ones, so right now that knowledge is solely floatin’ round my face right now on account that powers. Also, dont leave any blank house on the shape, if something would not apply to you, simply write zero or no longer applicable and then you are done, you already know. Simply wrap that youngster in a blanket and smack it on the bottom, cuz we’re occurring to– phase Two: varieties of Loans After submitting your FAFSA, there are going to be a quantity of different loan choices. These comprise: 1. Stafford Loans These are offered immediately to you, the pupil, from the USA department of schooling. They are able to be used to pay for many distinctive sorts of bigger education.Stafford loans will either be subsidized or unsubsidized, based in your monetary want. Backed loans mean you dont need to pay any interest on the mortgage at the same time youre nonetheless in university as a minimum half of-time. If your mortgage is unsubsidized, you start accruing curiosity on the first day you obtain your funding. 2. PLUS Loans AKA father or mother Loans for Undergraduate students. These loans are provided to the dad and mom of students by means of the U.S. Division of schooling to help fund their childs education. PLUS loans are confined to the precise schooling expenditures minus every other fiscal aid obtained with the aid of the scholar. 3. Perkins Loans Perkins loans are available for undergraduate or graduate students. These loans are financed by using your institution, however are guaranteed through the federal govt. Perkins loans are situated on your financial want and have caps of $27,500 for undergrads, and $60,000 for graduate scholars. When weighing your monetary options, PLEASE be definite to look at your interest expense. Even decimal points of change can add as much as massive quantities over the ten, 20 or something years for the duration of which you’re going to be paying your loans. So read that high-quality print child! Depending to your problem, you too can have got to practice for personal loans.These are style of problematic. Exclusive loans most likely cost greater costs and more interest, however we do comprehend that they possibly the only option for your case. Extra data within the dooblydo. Section Three: compensation good day, investigate out that fancy piece o paper in your fingers! Whoah mama! Aooga! Time to pay for it. You’re gonna have a number of extraordinary choices of the right way to pay your loans back. 1. Customary terms – that you can repay situated for your loans long-established phrases. This is regularly a ten to twenty 12 months reimbursement plan and it is the most common system. 2. Earnings-established repayment. That is the 2d most fashioned variety. The phrases of your long-established loan are restructured to suit into your funds centered to your present stage of revenue. You’re going to have to reapply ever year for this style of repayment, on account that your revenue could also be altering year to yr, confidently going up.Up, up, up, to the moon! 3. Deferment – if you can not have the funds for your pupil loan cost, in some instances that you can defer it. Deferment doesnt eliminate your student loan debt, it with no trouble puts off when your reimbursement plan starts offevolved. Its most likely most effective granted to current scholars, residents within the army, or if youre unemployed or are incomes not up to the minimal wage. Unsubsidized loans will continue to accrue curiosity for the period of deferment, so its a excellent inspiration to make any repayments that youre ready to. 4. Consolidation Loans If youre now out of institution and in finding your present repayment plan elaborate to manipulate, that you would be able to consistently consolidate your loans. Consolidating will take a couple of loans and simplify them right into a single new mortgage. This can make reimbursement less complicated and may prolong your reimbursement terms up to 30 years, that will slash your monthly repayments, but will extensively increase the quantity of interest you pay over the years. It’s super dupes essential to remain on top of your scholar loan repayments or to work with a mortgage servicing organization if you already know that you cannot make your repayments, try this as quickly as possible.Additionally, pupil loan debt does no longer mechanically go away. Even though you file for bakruptcy! What the crap? Best under very precise circumstances are you going to have these loans forgiven. A type of occasions is dying. So that you die, however you don’t have to pay. Every cloud… You can also honestly be competent to get your loans reduced or utterly forgiven if you happen to prefer to work in the public sector. You may still need to could a hundred and twenty on-time monthly payments before your ultimate balance is forgiven, however it is a quality alternative for regional, state, and federal government employees. Section four: A note for father and mother hi mom and dad! It can be first-class to peer you around here. You’re looking great.Would you adore this gift card for Chili’s? (laughs) Or these tickets to your Billy Joel live performance? Or would you adore… What’s yet another factor grown-u.S.Like? I am a grown up (document scratch) Existential hindrance! Consistent with Forbes, greater than half of all pupil loans are both delinquent or in deferral. These loans will also be for striking quantities, so if you do decide upon to support pay for your youngster’s school schooling, saving early is A+++.The IRS absolutely needs you to aid pay in your little one’s education, so they’ve anything known as a 529 financial savings Plan, which is sort of like a Roth IRA for saving to your bebes future. Not everyone has parents who’re going to be competent to support, but I do want each person to understand this alternative exists to aid. Phase 5: Tyler Oakley i’m so enthusiastic about this that I spit. I spit within the rainbow arc, with the bad french accent that goes to italian routinely. Tyler, you are making me communicate in tongues, you’re making my sould dance, you’re making my liver quiver. I don’t know what to assert to you besides (kiss) thanks a lot to Tyler Oakley and associates for suggesting the subject of this week’s video. In return, i am so joyful to inform every body that HowToAdult can be donating advert sales from this video to the Trevor assignment. The Trevor assignment is a 24-hour hotline and useful resource for hindrance intervention and suicide prevention offerings to LGBTQ young people from ages 13-24.Tyler has supported the Trevor venture for years. It is very close and costly to his heart and to ours, so this is simply our way of paying it ahead. Thanks a lot Tyler, we heart you. In the event you guys are looking for a model of exceptional maturity, Tyler Oakley is lovely difficult to beat. We will see you guys subsequent week. I really like you bye. (kiss) (endscreen) .
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