#i hope you find peace w/ normality once again too

[theloveinc]

I miss the pandemic so much too

hugs😕 praying we'll both be able to tackle this in person shit one day </3

[ticklygiggles]

Name it | RenMasa

A/N: @ppystkposts someone admires you from afar and wanted me to write this little fic with a favorite pairing of yours! I hope you like it, cutie! I'm so so so so sorry in advance if they're a bit too ooc, I promise I did my best! I hope you enjoy this and also, big thanks to your admirer that commissioned this! ❤️

Summary: just two roommates, (or something else?), having fun.

Words: 2k+

For some reason, Masato couldn't take his eyes off Ren.

He watched his roommate walk into the bathroom with a towel and his pajama hanging from one arm. He came out only a few minutes later in only his pants; small droplets of water trickled from his soaked hair all the way to the muscles of his stomach. Masato followed the path of the drops until his cheeks became a little hot and he looked away just as Ren threw himself face down on the bed. Ren groaned tiredly, snuggling into his pillow and making Masato cringe a bit, seeing how wet the fabric was getting. 

It had been a normal day, but Ren seemed exceptionally tired, even though he had spent most of the morning fast asleep, barely aware of the noise Masato made as he moved around the room. Night had fallen once again, perhaps a little too quickly, and Masato felt that his day had not been productive at all; even after he had taken a shower as well, he felt a heaviness in his body that made him feel uncomfortable. 

His eyes left his phone to fall on Ren's back, it moved slowly up and down with each breath, but he was not asleep, as he was looking at Masato with a smile on his face. Masato felt his face redden and looked away once again, making Ren chuckle.

“What are you doing, Hijirikawa?” Ren asked lazily. 

“I was just checking social media– you're gonna get sick with your hair wet like that,” he said, looking at Ren again, his hair still dripping.

“Hmm? It'll be fine. Unless you want to help me dry it?” He teased with a bright grin and Masato rolled his eyes, but then his eyes landed on Ren's. Masato wasn't doing anything in particular at that moment and he thought that maybe helping Ren dry his hair would help him get rid of that unpleasant feeling of a wasted day. 

He stood up and Ren jumped a little, surprised. “W-Wait, are you actually going to do it?!”

“Hmm?” Masato hummed, straddling Ren’s waist. “You don't want me to?” 

“N-No, it's alright, I guess. It's just that- ack!”

Masato grabbed the towel around Ren's neck and pulled it over his head, roughly rubbing his strawberry blonde hair. He wasn't being truly rough, his touch was light, yet quite fast, and he expected Ren to whine about it some more, but after saying Masato's name once, he simply melted undee his hands. Masato felt something inside his chest, a tingle that made him smile softly as he dried Ren's hair, rubbing the top of his head, the back and the long strands sticking to the skin of his neck.

“That feels nice,” Ren mumbled, and Masato could hear the smile on his lips under the towel. “Although you're gonna mess up my hair.”

Masato chuckled. “I can also brush it, if you want.”

“... Yeah… that'd be nice.” 

Masato was not someone who showed his feelings so easily. Years and years of a strict life had taught him how to keep his feelings within and he refused to share them for fear of not being reciprocated, but with Ren… with Ren everything was different, somehow. With Ren, he felt like he could show a little more; it gave him freedom that he didn't usually feel with almost anyone and he knew that Ren was the same. When they were together, responsibilities, expectations, fears, everything disappeared and they could enjoy moments of peace, without pressure, finding comfort in each other’s embrace. 

However, their relationship still didn't have a name. Were they roommates? Of course. Were they lovers? Well... Masato would say yes for sure, but he wasn't sure how or when it had happened and he thought maybe it was too lame to ask Ren ‘what I am to you?’ or ‘what are we?’, besides it wasn't completely necessary to label what they had, especially when you were in the eye of the public, but-

“Hehehe, what are you doing?” 

Masato blinked, his hands had moved down to pat Ren's back dry. The ginger squirmed softly, giggling quietly as Masato brushed too close to his sides with the towel. Ah, of course, Ren was so ridiculously ticklish. 

He chuckled, his touch a bit more firm. “I'm just drying your back too, do you even dry yourself after showering?”

“I do! I was just… too lazy to do it today.”

“Mhmm. Of course you were.”

Ren's back was broad and Masato could see the little bumps his muscles created and the little dips between each rib. His eyes quickly scanned every detail of Ren's back, his honey skin made a pretty contrast with Masato's milky one… yeah, they really didn't need to label their relationship, but… 

“Are you tired?” Masato asked gently, throwing the towel aside once he thought he was completely dry. 

“Hmm, you could say so. I feel a little tense.” 

Masato was glad Ren couldn't see him perking up like a little dog. “Then, would you like me to give you a massage?”

“Eh~?” Ren turned his head back to look at Masato with a bright smile. “Would you do that?! Don't even worry about brushing my hair, I do want a massage!” 

Masato chuckled, nodding once. “Fine. Let me get some lotion first.” 

He gracefully unclimbed off Ren and opened one of his drawers to put out a bottle of lavender scented lotion he used at night to help him relax. Ren took the opportunity to settle in better; he laid down right in the center of the single bed, his head resting on one of his pillows and his hands were lost under it. He was looking at Masato curiously, his feet moving a little with excitement. 

Masato chuckled as he took a seat on Ren's lower back again. “Let me warm the lotion a little bit. It will not only feel better on the skin, but also it won't be annoying. Don't worry,” he said, pouring the lotion on the palm of his left hand, “my hands are warm.” 

“It's okay, Masa,” Ren said with a laugh in his voice and Masato felt a little shy. “I'm sure it'll feel good.”

Masato vigorously rubbed his palms together to warm up the lotion and spread it all over his hands and fingers, once ready, he placed his palms firmly against Ren's shoulders and squeezed. Ren sighed pleasantly and relaxed immediately as Masato's fingers worked on his shoulders. Thumbs pressed at the base of his neck, rubbing the nape and surprisingly finding some knots that he gladly dissolved. 

“Haaaaaah, that feels so good, Hijirikawa,” Ren mumbled, his words slurring a bit and his mouth salivating a bit too much. 

Masato laughed softly as he continued working Ren's neck and shoulders, gently kneading and rubbing the muscles. Ren seemed to be falling asleep, his breathing was becoming even and his legs would twitch lightly every now and then. Masato was very good at massages, it was a skill he was proud of, even though he didn't often say it. 

Once he thought Ren's shoulders had had enough, he poured more lotion into his hands and brushed his fingertips down the other's back and Masato jumped out of his skin when the silence was suddenly filled with a bright, surprised giggle. 

“Th-Thahahat tihickles!” Ren giggled, squirming slightly as Masato's fingers rested at the base of his spine. 

Masato rolled his eyes affectionately. He couldn't believe, after all this time, Ren was still so painfully ticklish. He remembered a few tickle fights they both had in the past and he chuckled to himself remembering not losing a single one to an extremely ticklish Ren that would give up with just a poke to his side. 

Masato couldn't lie, he had a blast tickling Ren back then. Hearing his high-pitched laughter, slightly different from even his voice as a kid, always made him smile and giggle himself. It was so bright and sweet, Masato couldn't get enough of it. Ren ticklishness was, simply put, adorable. 

“You're always so ticklish.” 

Ren giggled, his cheeks flushing. “I cahan't help it, I guess one just doesn't grow out of- ahahaha! M-Mahahasahaha!” 

Masato brushed his blunt nails up Ren's spine. The skin broke into goosebumps and Ren giggled, squirming and jolting as the soft touch spread towards that soft spot near his sides. Ren pressed his arms against his sides, laughing like a child and squirming like a fish out of water. 

“Hihihi- Hihiji- ahaha! Wahahait uhuhup!” His legs kicked behind Masato as he desperately tried to squirm away. 

“Would you stop moving? In trying to give you a massage here,” Masato teased, his fingers starting to knead at Ren's sides, making his laughter increase in volume and pitch. “I can see you have a lot of knots here. Let me get rid of them for you, okay?”

It wasn't common for Masato to behave like this, but he couldn't help it. How could he resist Ren's laughter once it had escaped his lips? That was not possible. His fingers easily found all those super sensitive spots on Ren's sides and all the techniques that he had learned about in their childhood. Rapid pokes up his sides would make him kick his legs and cackle loudly, soft scribbling and pinching would make him let out bubbly giggles that made him hiccup, but no matter what spot he touched, Masato would always get a reaction from Ren. 

“I think you're very ticklish for a massage,” Masato said, chuckling to himself and Ren shook his head. 

“Y-You ahahare tihihicklihing m- no! Not there! Nohohot thehere! N-Nohohot my r-rihihibs!” 

Taking advantage of how easily his fingers slid over Ren's skin thanks to the lotion, Masato sneaked his hands between Ren's body and the bed and he easily found the front of his ribcage, right under his pectoral area. He clawed at the sensitive skin, knowing perfectly well that that spot was one of the most ticklish in his body, if not the number one. 

“I think your ribs also need a little massage,” Masato said, leaning closer to Ren's head. “Let me just make sure you don't- oh!” 

Ren used his hands to lift his torso, and Masato took the chance to tickle the whole length of Ren's ribcage, causing him to fall back down against the bed, twisting from side to side as he tried to push Masato's hands away, loud, cackling laughter erupting from his lips nonstop.

“That was wild,” Masato teased with a chuckle, his blunt nail skittering across Ren's ribcage. “You should be careful, you almost hit my head.”

“Masatogetoffmepleaseahahaha!” 

“That doesn't make any sense, why don't you- ack!”

He should have known. As soon as his fingers brushed Ren's lower ribs, he finally was able to stand up in ticklish desperation, making Masato fall from his back onto the bed. Masato was a little dazed, so he couldn't do anything when Ren grabbed both of his wrists in one of his hands and raised his arms above his head. Masato gasped, but before any words could come out of his mouth, Ren was tickling his armpits, making him throw his head back in hysterical laughter. 

“Hehe,” Ren chuckled, still breathless after the tickle attack Masato had made him go through. “Did you think I didn't remember how ticklish you are here, Hijirikawa? Now die!”

“J-Jinguji!” Masato gasped out before he fell into loud laughter again. “Jihihinguhuhuji! S-Stohohop thihis instahant or ehehelse I- AHAHA! Ren! RenRenRehehen, plehehase!” 

“Oh you want me to stop? Let me think, did you stop when I asked you to?” 

“You dihihidn't ahahask me t-to s-stohohop!”

Masato could hear Ren's cheeks turning pink as the tickling only worsened. Ren's fingers scribbled against his right armpit briefly before jumping to the left one, there he poked the barely protected skin, making Masato shriek, before he jumped back to the right one, provoking a cacophony of laughter and shrieks as Masato danced from left to right. 

His own cheeks were starting to heat up. He tried to hide his face against the inside of his arm, but the tickling forced his head back to let the laughter flow out from his very core. He was going insane. He wasn't as ticklish as Ren, but he was not used to the sensation, especially not like this. Tears of laughter quickly started to run the sides of Masato's face and with an embarrassingly loud snort, he started to beg again. 

“I'm s-sohohorry! I'm sohohohorry, REHEN! P-Plehehease, no m-mohOHOre! Not thehehehere, plehehase!” 

“Hmm, you won't try anything funny again?” Masato couldn't see, but Ren had a huge smile on his face. He shook his head desperately. “You promise?”

“Dahahammit, Jihihinguhuhuji, I'm- ack! Nono! In sohohohorry! I prohohomise! I PROHOHOMISE!”

The tickling stopped and as he caught his breath, Masato felt the bed sinking beside him as Ren laid down as well, their shoulders touching. The only sound filling the room was their rapid breathing, and after a moment, complete silence enveloped them. 

“Hey,” Ren said softly, his pinky curling around Masato's. “That was fun.” 

Masato looked at their intertwined fingers and then up at Ren's face, he was smiling sweetly at him and something in Masato's tummy fluttered. He smiled back, letting out a chuckle through his nose. 

“Yeah, I guess it was,” he said and they both chuckled, staring at each other’s eyes. 

Yeah… it really didn't matter what their relationship was, Masato simply didn't want it to end. 

“Ack! N-No! Masa- ahahahaha! Not ahahagahahain!” 

“You can keep having some more fun, Ren.” 

In the end, being together like this was more than enough for him and he hoped, in the bottom of his heart, that Ren felt the same way towards him. 

[merakiui]

Helloooo! My first time participating in one of these ask games, I couldn’t resist!

1. Seaglass! I ADORE the tweels in there, and while I haven’t read it in a whiiile, I love how unsettling and quiet the scenes are! They’re so strange and scary, but I can’t resist reading more and more— but one scene that stuck with me the most was waking up, the way you wrote of the body and the blood and the pain, I ADORE IT!

7. Probably DRU! Before stumbling upon your blog, I’d just gotten through a little obsession with a fic called Bloodlust (on ao3, by a user named F_Smutt_Fitzgerald), and I was head over heels for contrast of calm and chaotic/“savage” (not really sure what to call it), and while Jade doesn’t exactly fit into that little box, the thought of such a calm and composed character having such a side to him blew my mind, and lord I am thankful for it.

9. MOONBROCH (seaglass 2, if my memory isn’t messin with me again)! I’m so ready for it, and jumped to the poll you posted as soon as I saw it on there. Was a bit sad to see it didn’t win, but I’ll wait as long as needed for it ���� anything for Moonbroch!

11. More Jamil! Me and a friend love him, and while he shares a bit of similarity to Jade (the j’s strong together hehe), I find that he’s more normal. He certainly isn’t as infamous as the more courteous fish mafia member, and since Azul’s established the livestream was really just a call to Kalim and the likes, his reputation isn’t even ruined. He’s just an outstanding babysitter to the rest of NRC, which leaves much more room for deception and shenanigans >:]

12. Many! One I didn’t expect to read as much as I did was Rollo’s letters in your Lunar Love Hotel event. I don’t really like Rollo’s design (his bowl cut is too funny for me to thirst over him), but how you wrote him was AMAZING. Reignited my love for characters who know what they’re doing is bad, but can’t resist. A tear of morality and desire, which I adore so much!

13. Yes!! I adore your writing, and often talk to some of my writing friends about your works. Originally, I found your blog surfing tumblr with a friend (I’m a born n bred Floyd lover, and you definitely supplied), and have been sharing it with a few friends since!

14. Probably Sugar Dew Sewn Anew. I typically don’t read about Rook or anyone I don’t already like, but I loved how you wrote him and the scene! Unsettling, can’t-quite-place-them characters have my heart, and I love some good ole depiction of artistry and the reader’s artistic process.

I loved filling this out though, thank you for writing and sharing it. Wishing you well, and hope you have a wonderful day today!

(Also, could I be “Lionfish anon”? The floodgates of my mind are opening & I’m hoping to linger in your asks more!)

(ask game)

Hello, Lionfish anon!!! It's so nice to meet you!!! I look forward to hearing more from you!! Please feel free to linger in my inbox to your heart's content hehe!! >w< and please allow me to happily ramble my responses!!!

Sea Glass!!!! Yes, 'quiet' is the perfect way to describe it!!! I wanted to portray this feeling of quiet unrest in the fic. There's a dreadful peacefulness to the beginning scenes, but once the reader becomes entangled in a scheme that has been in the works for years things begin to feel so suffocating!! The tweels are absolute menaces in that fic. I'm glad you could enjoy them and the way I described the murder scene! I wanted to write it in a way that was so visceral you couldn't tear your eyes away. The entire plot came to me when I had the thought: what if Reader was the one who did the killing and the yandere holds that over their head? And thank you for looking forward to Moonbroch!!!! It's definitely going to be a wild sequel. >:)

After reading your ask, I went and binged "Bloodlust" right away and oooooo it did not disappoint! It hurt me in the best ways. >_< reading about Floyd grappling with his own monstrous whims and the desire to either hurt or help Shrimpy... it was so good. The emotions and feelings were written so powerfully. Azul's cover-up scheme... and Jade!!!!! GOSH. T_T the ending left me in horrified awe. Poor Shrimpy... the eels are the worst, aren't they? ;;;; I'm glad that DRU can evoke similar emotions in you!! I also love the contrast of composed and calm with secretly sinister and brutal. Jade fits into that trope so wonderfully!! I love writing about his secret sides as a serial killer. He's terrifying. <3

Oooo yes yes!!! I definitely want to write more for Jamil. The J's are indeed stronger together hehe lol!! Along with your points, I also find that Jamil is far more outwardly trustworthy and reliable. When compared to Octavinelle, whose reputations are all quite iffy, Jamil has this safety about him that makes you more prone to trusting him. I think that makes it easier for him to deceive you. He always downplays his own capabilities. He's really just a servant, or so he says, but the truth is that there is much more to Jamil than meets the eye... There is so much room for lots of devious shenanigans!!! I hope to write it more often!

AAAAA YAAAYY!!! It is my duty to spread the Rollo agenda!!! ( `･ω･´)9 I'm so happy you enjoyed that fic!! Writing in first-person letter format was very fun!! I love it when characters struggle with moral dilemmas and even go through with their terrible actions despite being aware that it's wrong. Rollo is perfect for that sort of character type!! I loved writing him continuously reassuring himself and the reader that he's so patient and logical and righteous when he's actually none of those things and is just a depraved, perverted stalker. I'm also glad you liked 11:11!!!! Rook's character is so perfect for so many yandere tropes, and I wanted to capture just a fraction of his off-putting creepiness. He's so unsettling, especially when written in a setting as isolating as a cabin in the woods. ;;;;

Omg I'm very flattered and honored to know that you have shared my writing!!! T^T <3 thank you for discussing it with others!! I hope to provide more yummy Floyd food for your enjoyment as I am also an avid Floyd enjoyer hehe!! I know I may have written it many times, but I truly am so grateful to read your kind message!!! Thank you for sharing your thoughts on my stories and for always reading and enjoying them!!! I am sending you lots of love and good, happy vibes, lovely Lionfish anon!!!!!!! ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ੈ♡‧₊˚

[project-v175]

Out on a Limb

Brutal fighting. That's what the wizarding world had succumbed to. Violence. All her life, she had only known the peace of magic. That changed when she became an apprentice at the ministry. She wanted to be an auror. She wanted to restore peace. He who shall not be named had ruined everything for her, and it needed to be set right. Nothing felt normal for her.. not until him.

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Chapter 13: Stealth in the Forbidden Forest

Venus looked on at the sight in front of her. Tall trees with leaves so thick even the gleaming sun looked like nothing more than a flickering lamp. She knew this forest. It was there, deep in her blood and memories. She had seen it multiple times throughout her life. She even spent a detention here, caring for the life within it. The Forbidden Forest. A small chill ran uo her spine. It wasn't the dark that she feared or the dangers within it. She had no fear at all. Only a small calling whispered in her ears at the back of her mind. Alastor stared at her in question. Her emerald green eyes seemed a bit too distant, too glossy. This could be a problem.. but what was the problem? Was the water too close? Or too far? Did the woods mess with her mind? Perhaps they did. He had never brought a mermaid, let alone one who could perform magic, into these woods. It was possible that the atmosphere, so full of hazy fog, had a trippy quality about it.

"Well? How bout it, eh? You ever been here?" Alastor nudged Venus in the side. Her eyes snapped to him, then returned to the woods slowly. This would definitely be a problem.

"Yeah.. yeah.. once. Maybe twice. It was ah- detention, i think. Supervised." Her voice was even more distant. Quiet. Faded. She nodded absent mindedly, then took a step forward.

Alastor began towards the woods. He eyed Venus Distracted was not a good look on her. The scrunched up focus looked better.. What was he even thinking? She's young, and his apprentice at that. She stepped on a branch, and her body rolled forward. The glaze on her eyes vanished almost instantly and was replaced with shock. Alastor turned on his heels, grunting as he felt the prosthetic twist awkwardly, and caught Venus in his arms before she hit the ground. She looked up to find Alastor nearly glaring at her. His narrowed eyes, or eye in this case, looked her over for injuries. She was fine, just rattled.

"S.. sorry, Alastor. I think it's the lake. I can feel them." Venus stood up, flexing her now rolled ankle. Great. This just made things a lot easier. She stood merely inches from Alastor. The heat from his body warmed her skin and left a tingling sensation in her abdomen. She hadn't felt this emotion before. The warmth on her cheeks, fluttering of her stomach. It was like she was embarrassed, but what of? The fall? Or being so close?

Alastor let his shoulders relax. Seeing Venus all hunched over, hiding her face in the shadows and speaking like a scolded child, left an awful taste in his mouth. The girl was tiny in front of him, especially up close. He dwarfed her. Was she intimidated by him? By merlin, he hoped not. His index finger slipped under her chin for a mere moment. Her eyes turned upwards towards Alastor, then back to the ground.

"Fight them. This'll make for a good lesson. Try to focus. On finding me." Alastor began hobbling away again without stopping this time, a small smile across his scarred lips. He was gone before Venus had realized what Alastor meant.

Find him? What the hell does he mean? He doesn't really mean.. she has to walk through there, alone, does he? This was his idea of stealth training? Venus looked forward at the treeline. She had been left standing where she tripped. "Ugh! Is this seriously his idea of stealth training?" Venus groaned as she began stepping over branches and pushing past stray leaves. She had no clue how to find Alastor. The fog was so thick that she could barely decipher a tree from his build. On several occasions, she felt herself gasping at a gust of wind. Surely Alastor wouldn't make her walk all the way through the Forbidden Forest alone.

...

Leave her he did. He did, indeed. Venus could feel the temperature dropping now. Her hands ran up and down her arms, attempting to soothe the goosebumps standing on her skin. She could still feel her people calling for her. Her resolve strengthened gradually to a firm ignorance. She could barely feel them unless she really focused now. The air had slowly shifted, and it wasn't just the temperature. She hunched over and knealt to the ground. Her hand landed in a sticky mud puddle. The shape of the puddle became clearer, ut full of water. A rough boot print with a smooth one just ahead. She waved her hand over the water. Small droplets rose from the ground. The stringy moonlight overhead made them glitter and dance as one giant blob. "What.. the.." she mumbled to herself. Had she always done that? She could feel her people tugging at her mind but also pushing her forward. Was this their doing?

A smirk crept over lips. The water was pulled from the ground, leaving a trail of dry footprints to guide her. "Now i see you." Venus muttered.

She followed the trail. A fleeting feeling of accomplishment wrapped around her stomach and mind. She could run. Oh, how she would love to run up on Alastor, but this was stealth training. She wanted him jolting from her arrival. And jolt he would, covered in water. His footsteps led her in circles, but she was relentless. The forest, once full of nature sounds, became eerily quiet. He was close. She could feel it. The droplets of water collected and fell from her hands. Only a small waterballoon shape was left in her hands. A soft grunt gave away Alastor's position. He knew she was there.

Venus stopped in her tracks. A sick smirk crept over her features. Her footsteps were light, easing slowly over leaves. She pulled her wand out of her sleeve, sending a small blast towards Alastor's feet. He yelped out and sent one back. Venus's eyes widened. The ground was squishy beneath her back as she rolled behind a tree and out of Alastor's sight. Of course, she knew he could see her through the tree with his eye. At least he couldn't touch her through the thick trunk.

"Venus! That best be you! I ain't goin' easy on ya!" Alastor called out. He began smiling when he heard her giggle. She was good at this, so far. Her giggled turned to a squeal when Alastor sent a small ember at her head.

"EEK!- Alastor! What was that for!" Venus leaned over the other side of the tree and sent out an Experlliarmus charm. Just as Alastor was deflected with Protego, she rolled out from behind the tree. With the water bubble in hand, she drew more water from the earth. Alastor's eyes widened. All he could manage was covering his face before being splashed. His entire front side was dripping, and Venus was squealing happily at her triumph.

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Author Note

OH MY GOD. WHEN I TELL YOU, I HAD THE BIGGEST WRITERS BLOCK I AM NOT KIDDING. I also started classes again this week, and i have a free period, so I will most likely get on this again. Very soon. My love for Professor Moody has also been rekindled due to my new pocket pal, so YAY.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Jealousy burns; Hers and hers alone||

Hi there everyone. It's time for another drabble. In this one, it's involving Willie and his mistress once more. So shall we see what this one is about hmm?

||Drabble Summary||

It's been a few days after Shrika's breakdown but it seems she was returning back to normal again. It was almost like nothing happened but Willie has noticed she's a lot more at peace around him that even during her relaxing days she was calmer. So, how would she react if she senses another or other female demons trying to get his attention? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~self doubt is present in the drabble

~Blood might be present

~Jealousy is present in this drabble

~Killing is present in this drabble

||Guests in this drabble||

Shrika and members of the Lovely horrors as well with a guest appearance from Shdwkyz in the DBT belong to my best friend and rp partner @lovelyxhorrors who also runs @demon-blood-youths

Willie Watt is From and belongs to the animated serious Batman Beyond. He also belongs to me due to having him as a muse. Vivi is from the cursed vixens and belongs to me.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

Things have gotten better again after a few days and a few days for Shrika to calm down. Even after what happened, she seems to be back to normal. The other horrors noticed it and even Willie did too.

Right now, he noticed she still was more calmer again even after everything and from her outburst. Maybe to him she was a lot more calmer now so it was good. Even seeing her even drawing closer to Willie in her mind set. For now, he was happy to see that she was alright now.

Right now, Shrika and Willie were just finishing up a mission with him just taking out a target while seeing him dumping the bodies into the river near by with blood spilling when he did. The followers were cleaning up the evidence but Shrika was doing something as well while having some of the followers helping her.

"Alright, keep moving all of you. We need to finish up before heading back." Willie looks to see them finishing up and yet, he knew they were more careful now without annoying Shrika again. He even saw the ones that was helping him that one night that got him kidnapped. They were more scared of Shrika now and hope to never upset her like that again.

For now, they just keep on working to see everyone was finishing up. Willie sees everything was clean like nothing happened even seeing they were hurrying off. However, he sees some was quickly hurrying to head back.

During that time, Shrika was waiting for Willie to come back but she has been sitting on the roof top looking down at the lower area of New Jersey. Tonight was relaxing for once and she didn't seem to be lost to herself...well, not fully. True, she is a lot more better but the weird 'new feelings' for Willie remains that she was a lot more stricter when it comes to another getting close to him or trying to flirt with him. She didn't get why she acted as she did but it still was rather unknown for the killer.

"......" She looks down seeing people walking by but it leaves her thinking about what Matt told her that one time.

~~~~Flashback~~~~

"Your in love." Matt interrupts her that Shrika tenses when hearing that word. Love. Love!?

"..N..No way. That's not..NO! I don't 'Love' I love killing and bring fear to all the worthless lowlifes here! I don't love him!"

"Your in denial because it sounds like you are. You have feelings even if you say you don't and your face is flushed a bit now when I said it. What is that then? Not love?" he asked.

"I....Matt, you know me! You know I'm not like that." she tries to explain and yet Matt knew.

"...You shouldn't lie Shrika. It's not good to do that even in front of me. You say you don't have feelings for him then explain why you freaked out that night? Explain why you got angry for those assholes hurting him that they almost killed him? Explain why you been distant. Explain Shrika! Tell me that you don't and then you should be fine right?" Matt clearly was trying to see and yet Shrika stood their in silence. She didn't know the answer, she couldn't' answer him.

"I..."

"Well? What was all that then? A lie? Some fake reaction? Because clearly it seems like it wasn't." Matt looks to her but Shrika had no response.

"It's not true..It's not! I'm not..he...I Just..." she trying to get the words out but nothing came out. They were stuck in her throat. Damn it, why? Why can't she say it!? Why can't she speak!?

Seeing this Matt sighed to look at her then turns away. "I don't get into anyone's business Shrika so I won't with you. Though, you should deal with this with him. Not by yourself. Maybe you two need to talk this out or something because you seem unsure about it. I'm going back inside but just do that alone."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She closes her hand into a fist remembering. It still was all new to her for such a feeling. She had feelings for Willie. She's fallen for him as Matt would say but it couldn't be true. She still was unsure about it because she didn't understand it.

"I feel better..but these feelings still remain. Am I getting weak or something?" she hissed annoyed now but it leaves her thinking about it. However, she sighed to grumble seeing people walking by. Such weak people. Humans were so useless now a days; only good for killing. She even looks noticing a couple happily walking by to make her more annoyed. However, seeing them only made her want to gag.

However, she thinks about herself and Willie even to everything he's done for her. She didn't mind that. And yet, it leaves her silent for a moment before letting out a sigh. 'Damn it....maybe I'm going crazy or maybe I really am in love...ugghhh....I can't believe my heart has fallen soft.....even if it's for him.' she slowly opens her eyes looking down at the people with a cold expression.

'Though..that won't stop me from being who I am. I still bring fear in the skies so that isn't no different.' she thought to herself standing up but goes to head down. She was going to see that the others were going to meet up at the base soon after a night killing.

~~~~~~~

"So you were able to finish up everything?" She asked Willie who was giving her shoulders a massage now since she was just done eating some food he gave her from downstairs. He didn't say much looking ahead but he did respond.

"Yes. We were able to finish up and clear everything of evidence. No one knows we were even there." he said even seeing Shrika smile proud.

"Good good. I always knew you would do the job and complete it Willie. This is why I am happy to have you as my second in command with the pack." she said.

"OF course mistress. Anything to see you happy." he said but he stops to look at her then goes to get something else for her. A drink to relax for the remaining time of this night. However, he hands it to her and she gives a light smile taking it. Something of fresh perfect juice to sooth her troubles away. Though, seeing him pleased with his mission complete only made her almost tense. He was so much better smiling happy. It fits him that it made her heart aflutter. Wait aflutter?

Shrika's eyes widen to look away quickly but felt her cheeks heat up. Shit. It was happening again. Even when seeing him happy it makes her happy. She didn't like that but Willie noticed to ask,

"Are you alright mistress? Did you need something else-"

"No no. I'm fine...I Just...just tired from hunting tonight. You shouldn't worry about it." she said not looking at him but Willie didn't question her.

"I understand mistress.....was their anything else you need of me before I head to my room?" he asked.

"..No, that was all. Thank you Willie." she said now turning to look at him as he nods getting ready to head out. She saw him getting anything else to take downstairs but when he did she noticed something. Their was something on his shoulder but she blinks seeing it. A injury? No..it looked like something else. Did...did someone try to bother him? Or maybe it was from an enemy fraction here in New Jersey. Shrika felt her anger rising again before she shook it off.

"Alright mistress, I'm heading out. I wish you a good night." he said looking to her but she looks down gripping the glass of juice. "..Mistress?" he asked about to speak again but saw the hand shaking. "Ummm.."

"Good night Willie." she said in a calm tone seeing him look at her then turns to leave her room. He didn't question her but gives her peace but as soon as he was gone, a cold murder like expression was seen on her face while looking at the glass.

"Seems I might have a little someone trying to mess with my Willie. I can't have that now can I?" she hissed but tomorrow she'll figure it out.

And Shrika did the next day. She sent Willie out to do some errands for her but she was asking her followers to do a little scouting out. Even going as far to 'speaking' to other demons she noticed. One of these idiots was trying to go after her Willie. He belongs to her so why was someone stupid enough to bother him. She wanted to find out who it was and either torture them or kill them! As she was walking by, she arrives in the area her pack was that night with Willie. Seems like he said everything was clean like nothing happened. Though, she couldn't help but feel like something or someone was around here. Or at least she got some help from Jason. He was able to catch a whiff of a new smell from the shirt Willie wore that night to saw it was a female that seems to have either attacked or did something else. Though, it seems they were either around here or in New York-wait a moment. Thinking, she might have a idea.

Remaining calm, she goes to track down the source of the smell to see that it was something but not as bad. She sees it did track back out to New York. "I might need to ask Sid for a little favor.." she said knowing she would have to ask Matt as well. For now, she heads on back.

~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~

"Do you think this target is hiding in another location?" Shdwkyz, member of the DBT looks up from his phone hearing Vivi, member of the Cursed Vixens speak. They were hanging out together but was looking out for some new targets for tonight.

"Maybe. I know the other is hiding somewhere but we will find her when we can." he said but Vivi sighed to lean back in the chair holding a chai tea drink. It's been a few nights since they got info of a new rouge demon here. However, she's been only seen near night time. Maybe they will need to try another way to find her. However, three people looks to see the two but they didn't get near just watching from a distance.

'So the viper and snake are out here too.....and it seems they are looking for someone too..' Shrika thought looking at them but she already was annoyed with this. So it is a girl that's trying to either bother Willie or hit on him. Now, she can't have that. Looking angry, Shrika turns to head off but Vivi looks up sensing something that caught Shdwkyz's attention.

"You okay Vivi?"

"Yes..It's just I could have sworn I felt someone watching or listening to us...but it could have just been me." she mutters but both snakes went back to work for tonight later. However, that did come later as Willie did return but he saw that Shrika was out too. He was putting everything away for her but he was also cleaning something off his neck. A kiss print from that same female that took a little liking to him. He already belonged to someone so it only makes it seem like he was betraying Shrika.

'I need to clean this before mistress comes back. I don't want her to think I'm going to leave her.' he thought about to do that when hearing the doors open. He looks seeing Shrika return but she was looking at him.

"Mistress, you returned safe." he said.

"I did..and you as well. Did you finish my list of what I wanted you to get?" she asked looking at him as Willie nods.

"Yes. Everything has been put away for you. Like you asked." he said seeing Shrika looking to see he did. All the things she asked for was put away. As she did, Willie was going to leave to give her privacy but she saw he was silent.

"Willie?"

"Yes Mistress?" he speaks but saw her walking over to him but he looks to her. She seems silent or was something on her mind to see her crossing her arms.

"Could you explain something to me about last night?" she said.

"..Yes?"

"I recall you completed your mission right?" she saw him nod. "Alright but I noticed you had a scar on your shoulder. Did someone attack you during the mission?" she asked, knowing he wouldn't lie to her.

"Yes but I taken care of it Mistress. However, that bitch was a coward getting away before the others tried to finish her off-"

"A bitch? So it was a girl?" she asked looking to him.

"Yes....." he said looking to her but Shrika sighed to look at him but she got more angry to notice something else. Something was on his neck it seems. She reaches to grab his shirt but pull it so he was close. "Mistress?"

"..........And I guess it's the same one..that left you that kiss mark on your neck?" she hissed seeing she was angry. Oh shit, she found out! Willie sees her really mad but lets his shirt go.

"Mistress, I can explain. She was trying to get me to join her but I refused. I guess she found out about other fractions within New Jersey then finding out about me and my history to what I do. I wouldn't abandon you never. I won't betray the Lovely Horrors." he was honest in that and yet Shrika still was angry now wanting to find this girl and kill her. How dare she kiss what was hers!!!!!!

"...I see.....where did you last see her run off too since the pack didn't finish her off?" she asked.

"She seems to have ran to the north...I was going to go and find her to end her but she-"

"No need. I'll take care of her Willie." she said turning away from him but he sees her looking at the window seeing the sun setting now. Even from this, Willie can feel the anger from Shrika. She was NOT happy right now and more furious finding out.

"Do you wish for me to join you?" he asked.

"..Oh no Willie, I'm giving you the night off. Why don't you..relax? I think you deserve it....." she said as he looks quiet to nod.

"Y..Yes Mistress.." he said.

"Good. Now go ahead and rest up...I'm going to do a little something..I'll be back later this evening." she said as Willie bowed his head turning to leave. However, the upper part of Shrika's face was darkened knowing she had a target to find.

~~~~~~~~~~

Later that night, the area was quiet and it seems nothing was wrong so it was peaceful. Or in some way it was. Their was a girl panting as she was gripping her bleeding side. Two knives were stabbed deeply into her side while trying to run away. She was crying afraid knowing she fucked up. However, she makes a turn only to trip feeling something stab her lower leg.

"!!!" She shouts in pain, looking back to see two more knives in her leg. Blood pooling out from it as she tries to move only to sob.

"You really think you could be slick and steal him, you worthless demon bitch?" a murderous cold tone said to make the other demon tense. She slowly looks seeing another young woman walking over but she was holding a throwing knife soaked in blood after attacking the demon girl.

The young woman was scared trying to back up but this killer was showing a murder expression. "Get away from me! Your no good for him anyway you freak!" she said only to feel two more throwing knives in her other leg making her cry out.

"Oh? And you think you have what it takes? Sorry my dear but you don't.." Shrika said but was close to the young woman to look down at her. "Willie is mine and he will always be mine. He wouldn't want a weak young woman like you when he has me. I know what's best for him and you are just someone trying to cuddle up to someone that could take care of you...how pathetic."

"....E..even so, why do you care!? He's not even your-" Her words were cut short, feeling another painful stab in the side from Shrika who shoves her down now twisting the blade in her side. "Ahhhhh!!"

"You think so!? For a demon you really are blind aren't you? I don't like when another bitch tries to touch what is mine. I don't like when another hurts what's mine. I will kill that other person to insure they never do it again. But you.." she laughed to shove her down with a knife near her throat. "Oh you had to be stupid and kiss his neck! Your filthy lips touched him!" she barked now yanking the blade out of her side and stabs the young woman's chest seeing her cough blood up.

"I won't let you take him from me! I won't let you woo him! He's mine! You hear me!?" she said now stabbing the woman who was screaming in pain crying out in the night sky. However, Shrika didn't stop.

"Stop it! Stop-Gahh! Stop stop STOP!" she begs but Shrika didn't. She only stabs her more and more getting blood on her. She didn't care!

'Just die already! DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!!!' she screams in her mind killing the other woman that she was dying from the blood loss and stab wounds. Even when she did die, Shrika didn't stop only to ram the blade into her throat next to pant now coated in blood.

Panting heavily, she looks at the dead body but slowly laughed to look at the dead face of this filth. 'Willie's mine....it seems now I'm jealous of another touching and taking him from me..I really have gone crazy. But.....I don't care. If it means keeping Willie by my side..I'll do it.' she thought but now she had to get rid of the body before someone finds it.

Later that night, Shrika returns after killing the demon woman but she was returning to her room seeing everything was dark. She didn't care of the blood but goes to clean up and do the same for her clothing. She was calm again after taking out the fool that dared touched him but with her lips. That was not going to slide. She made sure of that. The clean up took a bit but Shrika was done while finishing up. She was drying herself up and wearing sleep wear but she did clean her knife and sets it down on the table, looking at the moon knowing the other members were either doing something or was awake. She decided to check up on Willie.

Leaving her room, she heads to his own room to see that the light was still on. She looks to see him doing a little bit of reading near the window. He was cleaned up and she wanted to check on him. She knocked to wait for him to hear as he looks up.

"Come in?"

He saw the door open showing Shrika standing there. She was all ready for a good night sleep but she walks in to close the door and look at him. "Oh Mistress, it's just you. Are you alright?" he asked seeing her walk over to him but she didn't respond to him. Willie wasn't sure if something else was wrong but as he was about to stand up, he didn't expect her to do this.

She quickly leans up against him to make him sit back down but she was resting against him while looking to the room the horrors gave him. He didn't move looking down to her but he didn't move. "Mistress?"

"...Don't move..Just..just let me stay here for a bit....." she mutters to look ahead. "I'm still a bit tired after taking care of your little problem......."

"Problem?..Wait, did you-" he saw her not move but cuddle up more into his chest. Did Shrika kill the demon female that dared touched him? It must be if she was so busy all that time.

"Yes...now that worthless demon won't bother you again. Your mine Willie. No one else will dare lay a finger on you..I'll make sure of it. Besides, I don't want no one else trying to touch or kiss you like that again....but did you clean that filth off your neck?" she asked but Willie sighed to keep still.

"Yes...as you asked me to." he said seeing Shrika look but she sees he did. The kiss mark was gone. She tilts her head before hugging him tight but Willie only looks to wince feeling her suddenly bite him! He hissed a bit from the sting but she then lets go since the bite didn't draw blood yet. It left a red swelling before Shrika sighed.

"Good. Now you don't have to worry. I will say this, if anyone else tries to do what she did..I'll be sure they don't live another night. As I said your mine. And mine alone. You understand Willie?" she said.

"..Yes Mistress.." Willie said before Shrika calms down to lay back down but lets Willie hold her now. She was calm again right after as he remains still to let her stay for a while. Seems he knew she was jealous but he didn't expect her to kill the other like that. But it goes to show; Shrika means what she said. Though, that means the snakes back in New york were going to find out in the morning that their target was killed this night but right now, Shrika didn't care.

For now, she was happy and calm again. Seems she was falling in love with Willie. One step at a time.

[tooti-fruiti]

FOLLOW THE RULES [CHAPTER NINE]

My enemy Susie

Once you caught up with Susie and Ralsei again, they were standing behind Lancer.

"Well step on my boots!" Lancer said as he turned around. If it isn't the (name I'm not allowed to say) squad! You boys or girls had better turn back while you can!"

"Lancer!" Ralsei 'yelled'. "What is it this time?!"

"I'm simply warning you!"

He took one step forward.

"Something extremely dangerous is up ahead!"

He took another step forward.

"It's actually really inconvenient!"

He took another step forward.

"Hah! I can't go home at all because I'm so scared!"

"Uh...what is it?!" Susie asked.

Lancer stepped to the side and gestured to the little dancing poker chip from earlier.

"Awwww..." You said, smiling at it.

"Oh, hey little guy!"

"THAT??? THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE AFRAID OF???" Susie asked in disbelief.

"W-Wow, purple girl! You aren't scared?!"

Susie scoffed. "Why would I be? What's it gonna do?"

"Well...normally..." Lancer started.

Suddenly, a crown fell onto the poker Chios head and it grew much bigger with really thick legs.

"Oh..." You stared up at it.

"It crushed people to death. I think."

•

Susie cheered after the poker chip rolled away.

"We did it!"

"Wow! You clowns really ARE heroes!" Lancer clapped his hands together. "You saved the next twenty minutes of my life!"

Susie chuckled. "Yeah yeah, I'm pretty great huh?"

"Um...Susie?" Ralsei said. "Not to downplay your contributions...but..."

"You didn't help at all."

"You made everything WORSE by attacking it! If you had just acted nice to it in the first place...we could have avoided the whole battle!"

"Are you FOR REAL?" Susie groaned. "That thing was BLOODTHIRSTY!!! The only thing keeping it at bay was my axe!"

"And earlier you terrorized those troops!"

"They're the ENEMY! They're for terrorizing!"

"And you also ate some poor baker's cake!"

"Cakes...are also my enemy."

Ralsei gripped onto his hat and sighed. "Susie. You're a hero. Whether you like it or not. One with the power to bring peace to this land...Can you please start acting like one?"

Susie's face fell.

"Well...when you put it like that...I have been a shitty hero, haven't I?"

Susie turned away. "Alright Ralsei, I'll change my ways...I won't be such a rotten hero anymore..."

She suddenly turned and marched over to Lancer before standing beside him.

"I'll just be one of the BAD GUYS INSTEAD!"

"What?!" You and Ralsei said.

"Wow! Really?!" Lancer smiled. "You'll be on my team?!"

Susie shrugged. "Yeah. Sounds way easier to be honest."

"Susie-" Ralsei started.

"Quiet, toothpaste boy! Susie is my comrade now!"

Susie chuckled. "Hehehe, yeah toothpaste boy!"

"We're gonna have monogrammed track jackets!"

"Yeah!"

"And sleepovers where we share secrets!"

"Uh...yeah?"

"Anyway! See you losers never!" Susie yelled before walking away with Lancer.

Ralsei frowned. "...I believe I was too harsh on her...what do you think (Y/n)?"

"I mean...maybe a little?"

He sighed, before starting to smile. "It's okay though, we'll bring Susie back to the good side! I just know it! Come on, let's go find them!"

You nodded before you and Ralsei walked into the forest.

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

<-Chapter Eight

Chapter Ten->

[lovebvni]

Hi, you're the one doing tarot readings, aren't you? I believe I have nothing better to do, so why not? The emptiness has already consumed my life and my everything, I don't do or think about anything else and I can't vent again about everything I've already written. Instead of asking when I will enter, I will do better: can you tell me WHAT am I still doing wrong that prevents me from being successful? I have to say a name too, don't I? Then you can call me Winifred

Hi, Winifred!! i hope ur doing well and im sorry for the shit you’ve gone through. from someone who has hit rock bottom time and time again, i get it, it sucks ass and it feels like it’s never gonna get better. i’m living proof that it will get better. i promise u that.

Your Messages

first off i want to say, there is a darkness inside you that you have to find the root of this darkness. every time you touch it? you only take off little, teeny parts of it that give it more room to take root and grow. you have to find its seed, the base root of it, and sometimes you don’t even have to find that. you just need a good grip on it so you can rip it out and cleanse the space it once was to give yourself more hope and peace.

are u dizzy a lot? it may b bc ur third eye + crown chakra r REALLY fucked up rn. honestly, you should work on your chakras from the top down. it will help a lot.

also, you aren’t doing SHIT wrong. there was shit that went on in ur past that fucked u over. that isn’t ur fault, u can’t blame urself for things that r out of ur control. so please don’t. clear ur consciousness of these thoughts.

i’m gonna b so fr rn, the energy here is overwhelming and genuinely sickening, and i feel so bad that u have to endure this daily. and it’s become normal for you. i swear, one day it will be different. one day it will look up.

the main advice i have is to look deep within, look at told pictures and find out ‘where it went wrong.’ take this time for urself. try to keep n conserve ur energy.

i love u sm, my dms should b opened, or send another ask n i’ll dm u w/o posting ur user. i love u sm. please, take a break and breathe.

[ahogedetective]

"Y-Yeah. He's a senior, so he's above me and the other guys, too." Shuichi couldn't blame Yuma for being so shocked. He highly expected to deal with some kind of jokester or delinquent. So finding Izuru, instead, was very surprising. As he lowers his flashlight so that it's not beaming in the other's face anymore, he responds: "Well if it was during school hours, you wouldn't be wrong, but the school is closed is right now! While I understand you want peace and privacy, if a staff member or a security guard had caught you roaming around this time of night, I'm sure you'd get in trouble..."

At Yuma's question, he just gives a sheepish laugh. He honestly could've give him a straight answer even if he wanted to. Shuichi was more than used to the pure insanity, that is Hope's Peak Academy... "?" He tilts his head at that, that he'll remember Yuma. Although he's pretty sure Yuma will probably never want to come back to this school, again...

"W-Well, that's-!! We were only "causing misconduct" to lure you out!! Otherwise, Y-Yes; I normally wouldn't have been so disruptive, neither would Yuma. Yes, we were hoping to succeed in bringing you to us, since we didn't want to risk spending hours here, blindly looking..."

But then Izuru says... they were mistaken? That he is not the one that were looking for...? "........." The cogs in his brain delay a couple of seconds, as he takes everything in. ".....What. Are you.......serious.....?"

Not a literal question, moreso rhetorical. He knows Izuru was telling the truth. But that just made all this so much more confusing; if it wasn't him, then who is...? "Y...Yes, you often drop him off to me. But if Kaito is the only one you ever saw at this time of night was Kaito, and you've never saw Yuma's brother, nor even know where he lives.. th-then yeah, it would be impossible for you to be the 'demon' in question we're looking for. Especially if you have no reason to ever want to scare anyone... b-but then, that means there's another person who fits that description? A description so mind-boggingly specific, yet we got the wrong one?! Who else could possibly be it, then!?"

This is all felt like one really bad joke. He knows he probably shouldn't had expected it to be that easy, but he was for certain that Izuru was their guy. Yet he wasn't... does that mean, all that ruckus they caused, them braving their way towards this school at this hour; was it all for nothing? He thinks he would really lose his mind if so... "H-Hahaha... do you hear this, Yuma. Who we thought was our target... was actually not the demon in question! Th-This is so ridiculous, I have to laugh. Hah hah hah.....haaaaaaagh......" He lowers his head while giving that dry laugh. Just as he feared; this is probably going to be a long night...

"....I see. Then.., I apologize for wrongfully accusing you. A-And for all the noise we caused... I still can't believe this: I guess our pursuit of the right demon still goes on, Yuma. But... something now bothers me. Izuru-senpai, you say you walk these corridors often, but have only encountered Kaito. But our real suspect, has been seen around these hallways by Usami and the others... I know our school is huge, but not once, you two have encountered each other? Assuming this one is a prankster, I'm shocked they haven't tried "scaring" you...."

Yuma stops when Shuichi does, the smaller boy looking up at him in shock. Did he actually recognize who they were talking to...? He gives a soft gasp as he sees his senpai continue forward, surprised at just how bold he is being and quickly moves to so he can walk behind him again.

He tenses when he sees Shuichi suddenly use his flashlight to illuminate the 'red-eyed demon', not quite sure what he was expecting, but to hear he's actually a student makes Yuma's jaw drop!

"What in the world?! U-upperclassman?! That's your senpai, Shuichi?! S-seriously?!" Yuma turns back towards Izuru who has yet to move outside of mildly squinting from the flashlights pointed at him.

"I'm a student here, am I not? I am allowed to freely roam these hallways just as much as you do. There is too much noise during the day, but after dark I can walk without a single soul gawking at me." Izuru glances between the two detectives, observing Shuichi's flabbergasted expression before looking at Yuma who looks like a deer caught in headlights.

"J-just what sort of school do you go to, Senpai...?" Yuma isn't sure he necessarily wants an answer, the poor boy already certain that Hope's Peak Academy is anything but normal.

"Yuma Kokohead... I'll be sure to remember him," Yuma doesn't seem to happy about that, the boy pursing his lips as he nervously fidgets with the hem of his outfit, "As for you, I was wondering why you were here with another person. While I can't speak about your subordinate, it's not in your nature to cause misconduct, Ultimate Detective. Although now I see why you both decided to cause a ruckus. It certainly caught my attention."

"However, I must inform you that you are mistaken. I walk these empty corridors often, but the only person who I have ever had any contact with so late at night is the Ultimate Astronaut. Of course you know the result of our brief meetings; he reacts worse than the two of you did and either runs off or manages to knock himself out. But I digress. I do not, nor have I ever, had any interest in scaring anyone, let alone someone whose brother I likely have not met before. I don't even know where his brother lives. Despite your efforts, the suspect you have cornered is innocent."

[stealforreal]

Mommy dearest 2

Tenko has spent the night, but now it is time to go to the police station. Let's hope for mom she can save tenko from the system.

note: Because of quirk laws and the consequences of villains, the adoption process is very short/instant, where they check up later. If the guardian is not fit to parent, they are stripped of legal guardianship and remove the child.

02 The system sucks

When you wake up that morning the bed is suspiciously a little bit warmer, unconsciously you scoot over to hug the warmth. Sometime through the night Tenko had woken up from a nightmare, the events leading up to his family’s death still fresh on his mind. Fearing that all that had happened that day was a dream, Tenko set out to find you. In his panic he wasn’t registering where he was, so he didn’t realize that yes he was in your home. Tenko’s panic-ridden mind had surprisingly guided him in the right direction, and it didn’t take him too long to find the master bedroom. Crying in relief when he saw you sleeping there, he contemplated if you would get mad at him should he sleep in your bed.

But you had been so kind to help him and had shown him nothing but gentleness and kindness. With those thoughts in mind, Tenko decided that the chance you got mad at him was slim enough, and he climbed into bed with you. Dried tears on his face as he burrowed it into your chest.

When you finally opened your eyes, adjusting to the light and looking over at the digital clock, you concluded it was early. A small shuffle next to you reminded you of the extra heat next to you on the bed, the sight of little Tenko next to you caused a smile to spread on your face. He looks so peaceful. You noticed he seemed to have cried at some point in the night, and you reached out to slowly stroke his cheek. He must have had a nightmare, poor boy.

Tenko’s eyes fluttered open at the light touch on his face. He lightly nuzzled his head into the warm touch, waiting until the sleepy feeling left his head. “Morning honey” you whispered as you gave in to the sudden urge to kiss Tenko’s forehead. “mhm, morning, " Tenko yawned before closing his eyes again. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight, he was so cute. Stretching your limbs you carefully crawled over the now once again sleeping Tenko, careful not to shake the bed too much. Breakfast wasn’t going to make itself.

Walking into the kitchen you began taking out all the necessary ingredients to make scrambled eggs and bacon, with of course a side of fruit for your quirk. Gentle humming while cooking for two was a great way to start the day. Once breakfast is ready, you return to your bedroom to wake Tenko again. “Wake up Tenko honey” softly you shook his shoulder to awaken him. Tenko was still sleepy so he decided to just make a grabbing motion, signaling for you to pick him up and carry him.

Not seeing the harm in it you obliged his request to be picked up. Cradling his small body in your arms, you walk to the dining table with Tenko slowly waking a bit more. Sitting Tenko down on a chair at the table, you then walk into the living room getting a blanket to chase off the chill. Tenko was sitting just where you left him, stars in his eyes at the sight of the delicious food. Normally before the incident, he wouldn’t be fed every morning, or it would be dry and old cereal as a punishment. Softly you drape the blanket over Tenko’s shoulder so he wouldn’t be cold. He still only wore that one shirt you had that didn’t drown him.

You sit down and begin eating, though you look up to see Tenko hasn’t touched his food yet. “Tenko, why aren’t you eating?” you ask him, searching his face for any sign of discomfort. Tenko only fidgeted in his seat “I’m allowed to?” the question came from him in such a meek voice you weren’t sure you heard him correctly. “Of course, I made it just for you.” you smiled at him, motioning with your hand for him to eat it. Tenko carefully took a bite, he didn’t believe it. He was still too used to dry cereal.

Tenko’s whole expression brightened when he tried the food in front of him. Once the comfortable and safe atmosphere got to him, he began rambling a mile a minute while simultaneously trying to eat his breakfast. It was such a lovely morning filled with laughter, and stories, at one point you had to cut Tenko off to wipe his face. Fruit juices and some of the egg hung onto his chubby cheeks, even with the malnourishment he still had some fat on his cheeks. It added to his charm.

After breakfast you dressed Tenko in his original pants that you had taken the liberty to wash and cut, so they were shorts. Whole shorts, now that the small holes had been cut off. His shirt was so caked in dried blood and dirt, it simply wasn’t salvageable so you lent him another old shirt you never wore and that wasn't too big on Tenko.

“Are you ready for today, honey?” you asked Tenko while helping him get his worn red shoes on. “What are you doing today ms. y/n” Tenko asked, looking up at you. “Well first off we have to get you some better clothes, and maybe some animator gloves so you won’t have to have bandages on your fingers all the time. Afterward maybe some lunch, and then we have to go report to the police station ” while you were listing all the things you had to do today, you were already out the door. Hand intertwined with Tenko’s much smaller one. Tenko’s mood was extremely high, even if it faltered a little at the mention of the police station. But as Tenko looked at you, smiling brightly, squeezing his hand occasionally to make sure he was still beside you, he thought it just might be okay.

Shopping with Tenko was both heartwarming and heartbreaking, the amount of disbelief at being allowed to pick his stuff only solidified that even before his quirk accident he suffered from neglect. Why else would a child at age 5 be amazed that shoes can have more than one color and shape? Luckily it wasn’t too bad, instead, it was heartwarming to see Tenko’s bright eyes light up at things like plushies and games when seeing them in the mall. After a few hours Tenko had some new clothes on, and a few bags full of other stuff for the little boy. Games, more clothes, a plushie, a pair of new shoes, and a few coloring books.

After lunch, Tenko had gotten ice cream and was excitedly chatting with you. One hand around the ice cream cone and another in your hand, while you made your way to the police station.

Naomasa Tsukauchi was fresh out of the police academy, still just a green-faced rookie officer. He didn’t expect to assist a quirk accident of a young child, nor did he expect the woman accompanying the child to be a young beautiful goddess of a woman.

“Hi squirt, I’m officer Tsukauchi. Wanna come with me for a bit” The young man reached his hand out, only to be met with uncertain red eyes. Tenko looked from the man to the woman who is taking care of him for the time being. Sensing Tenko’s growing anxiety you crouch down, slowly bringing him into a hug. Carefully observing his reaction to the contact, to your big relief Tenko practically melted in your arms. He nuzzled into your arms as a cat would into a hand, it was adorable but also stated a fact that Tenko was most likely touch starved.

“Can I come with, Tenko needs all the emotional support he has right now” The beautiful woman had a voice as gentle as the aura she excluded when cradling the young boy. Possibly her son Tsukauchi surmised, he simply nodded as he didn’t trust his voice. So the officer simply allowed the woman who now carried the child in her arms to the interrogation room. “Detective” officer Tsukauchi bowed to the elderly man sitting at the table. The elderly man waved him off and spoke in a gruff voice “Sit” directed at Tenko and yourself.

“I read the inquiry, what can you tell me about the incident” The detective spoke, glaring when you opened your mouth. “not you, let the boy speak” he sounded aggravated every time you would open your mouth to answer. The final straw was when he asked Tenko if he did it intentionally. Who asks a child, if they intentionally killed their family. It was too much.

Enraged, you stood up, scooped the now crying and shaking Tenko into your arms, and began telling the detective a man maybe 30-40 years your senior off. “How dare you ask a traumatized child that, how insensitive, incompetent and unprofessional can you be. I will be reporting your behavior to the chief of the precinct. Hopefully, he fires you, no child deserves to be interrogated like some serial killer” With that you stormed off with a huff.

Tsukauchi stands behind gobsmacked, silently observing his superior's reaction. He was still young and new, so if he wanted to keep his job he couldn’t say anything about the behavior of his superiors even if he 100% agreed with you.

After the awful interrogation, you sat rocking Tenko in your arms in one of the lobby chairs. Cuddling him and humming to get Tenko to calm down. A little after the officer came out and stood in front of you, he seemed a little awkward but polite nonetheless. “So what would you like to do ma’am, the boy is orphaned as far as the database shows, “ He asks, and Tenko’s reaction is instantaneous. He freezes, before beginning to hyperventilate. An orphan echoes in Tenko’s head.

He clings to you as he sobs “pl-please do-don’t send me a-away” he hiccups. He sobs and sobs, until he heaves. Your instincts are screaming at you to comfort the crying child, so that is what you did. “sh-sh honey, it’s okay. I’m not going to send you away.” Politely you turned to the officer who was still standing there and asked him to the best of your ability with your cheek on Tenko’s head.

“I researched a little beforehand, as long as I have been in charge of Tenko for 24 hours. I’m eligible to adopt him correct” The officer nodded, as Tenko froze again. adopt me?. He looked at you with so much hope, it reminded you of when you stumbled across him yesterday. With that look in his eyes, your desire for a child and your maternal instincts going haywire sealed the deal.

Looking the officer straight in the eyes you told him “Bring me the adoption papers” and off he went.

“You're going to adopt me” Tenko’s little voice brought your attention back to him. He stopped crying and looked at you like you hung the moon and the stars. “If you don’t mind, then yes I’ll be your new mama” His expression brightened before he started looking shy, Tenko was fiddling with his fingers. “So it's okay if I call you mama” he almost whispered the question. “yes, of course, honey”

The rest of the time at the station was spent cuddling your new son, Tenko was beaming the entire day but so were you. Your new life as a mother was ahead, luckily your cute son was there to help you along the way.

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[feyre-darling92]

I promise

Azriel x reader

Hope you’re all alright! It’s been a while since I last wrote for Azriel so I decided to write again. Hope you like it.

T/W: Angst, sad? If you can’t tell by now I can’t put normal warnings, brief mentions of dead bodies, blood, bad writing.

Word Count: 604

Taglist: @a-court-of-reading-and-writing ,  @michelle-l-a-k  ,  @hauntedwitch04

“It’s my fault” you muttered, looking around you. It was your fault.

It was your fault that these people were dead. It was your fault that you didn’t realize it was a trap. It was your fault you didn’t defend them as you should have.

“Y/N” Rhys placed a hand on your shoulder, “Y/N, look at me” he ordered, not as your high lord, but as your friend, your brother.

But you couldn’t take your eyes off the view in front of you. The lifeless bodies that were lying on the ground, the blood painting the ground.

Your eyes finally met his, “It’s not your fault”

But it was.

“I-I tried my best-” your weak voice sounded after many hours of remaining silent.

“We know. They know too. But please, let us help you” Feyre said softly.

The truth is, you didn’t know how many hours had you sat silent, refusing to leave, no matter how much they tried to convince you to do otherwise.

It just felt wrong.

But after understanding that there was nothing you could do now, you followed them back to the house of wind.

The moment you stepped inside you felt like you were suffocating, so you did the first thing that came into your mind. You ran to your room and locked the door, all the emotions hitting at once.

Azriel, who was watching you all the time, slowly followed you to your room. He understood. He understood the guilt, the disappointment, the sadness, everything. He knew better than anyone.

As he approached your room he could hear you crying, every sob was a knife to his heart. And when he finally reached you, he stood in front of your door unsure of what to do next.

Look at him, the spymaster, a brave warrior that everyone feared was standing in front of the door of the woman he loved unable to decide his next actions.

He knocked on your door, “Y/N, it’s me” was all he could say.

“Please, go away, Azriel” you leaned your head against the door, sitting uncomfortably on the floor. You hated these words that came out of your mouth but you just couldn’t face him.

At the sound of your response, Azriel sat down, his back against the wall, and rested his head on the door, exactly where yours was.

“I’m here. I know that’s not enough, but it’s all I got,” he whispered loud enough for you to hear.

Right now, this was all you needed to hear. You closed your eyes, finding peace knowing that he was on the other side. He was there. With you. You both sat like that, each other's presence comforting you for about an hour when he spoke again.

“I am going to open the door, ok?” he waited for your response which never came, and gently opened it.

At the sight of you, curled up against the wall, tears and blood staining your beautiful face his heart ached. You didn’t deserve this.

“Come here, sweetheart” he wrapped his arms around you, lifting you from the floor and guiding you to your bed. You hugged him tightly, not wanting to let him go. And neither he did.

“Promise me that you’ll stay” you whispered.

“I promise”

“And promise me that you will never leave, no matter what”

“I won’t. I promise, I won’t”

His promise took away most of your pain, your heart beating again. For him.

His promise comforted you, relief and tiredness both taking over you. And when you fell asleep, no nightmares came. Because you were with him. And he had promised.

[imadudeenaugustsarvahusayn]

140) 2014

Only by this. But I'm sure I won't meet Ms. Rowling.

All that remains is that 2017 Reddit moment.

Onwards. ±54.

I'm the left of the screen one. But, yes Poland is for rest. US Countryside is like a good place to visit too at times. I'm more in the US rather Mehico but want to visit ABQ. Thérèse, hard compound tires. I already did my part with South. For adrenaline, or Polish ladies you have a thing or two? I don't know, I don't know everything.

Balkan visit too, İstanbul.

But anyway, I'm not coming, but receiving now sexually. Got no bedding whilst it's fame outside. Inside is one last ride. 🇮🇩.

From my notes📝, ehm, since I have only 3 that would me enough☯️🏡. Ola(Invert), Michelle(Jugs, Aryan jugs), Elif(Turkish Baroque Japanese house). İclal too if we meet.

Even until ±54, 2054. I only need 3 of them. I'm half empty. Ola, I will not go to Sonia or else before my body language is healthy. Also beside so Poles uncle inside, the world is really bigger than me, whatever I'm this and that. And 2023-±2054 will not enough. I just wanted satisfaction which is align with my taste when the Svastika rotare.

Amber Bain, Maya, also not ordinary, It's I need to restore body language. Can't get it to A+ List celeb world for now, my body language.

My childhood is a society, that if you ask questions in the classroom is like wall-street trading.

From notes📝,

Poland, Ola makes me want to, I mean it's enough, who doesn't like to mend w/ it's invert at least for me. Imagining it is so good. Good Lord.

Russia, if girl is beautiful it is so beautiful. But if it's ugly, then it's like construction worker that formed like aunties. No middle ground ever.

Eastern Europe, base operative 😬, once Sarajevo in my note.

Is there any hijabi MENA-Levant-Edirne-Iranian girls that not fat? Mostly that ubiquitous that isn't. I have this thing with with. But it goes both ways.

Hungary, Architecture Revival Roger Scrutopia.

Peaceful Ukraine.

UK, lips surgery, black armpits, Banter.

French, SJWs & angry forever like Beşiktaş. Except Countryside, it's like opposite of US one. French girls is like selected ones it seems, the Chevalier ones, real deal French.

German, Bavarian area only. I'm Orient but, you know the rest. Swiss Alps, with Bavarian girls.

Oceania, if I back South, Alycia Debicki New Lorde.

Irish, Saoirse whilst Hayley visit it too might be, but that's for A+ List kinda thing, I'm half empty guy.

Scottish Highlands, Irish is like reminiscing in high cliffs along the shore hearing the echoes of the waves, whilst dancing in warmth of hospitality in its pub, Scots is highlands, its reverbs sound, Freeedooom!, is shouting in the hills with its reverbs accompanied with rivers in the horizon, it can be as heard the echoes of moaning in PG ratings wit the gals inside a hut in the mountains.

Iceland & Scandinavian, I like cold weather. Only know the girls are blonde. And Vikings, ehm I like to be dominated.

Ehm, domina, back at it again, Scottish Highlands & US Countryside, if one day it is happening, I visualize myself hearing moaning of the girls echoes in Scotland highlands & in campsite of US countryside with its swamps & accompanied by raven sounds, when it's not near the, as I roam in.

Netherland of course, 3/8±. Dicks out for Harambe Dick Winters.

Architecture; Alhambra & Samarkand.

Also, I will stamp your chest w/ numbers📸 & save it. I like to, I have fetish of it. Imagine 1 Google Photos folder with lots of number stamps in the beautiful.

Now I'm rest, hope one day I don't need to being stomped per usual to feel it normal. At least I'm not being punched for being walking anymore. I'm professional in jerking off.

I have peace & able to jerk off. What I need now is no more painting Body Paint mo more. Then maybe I able to find job. My apartment girls not DTF. But I found out recently, I'm not too. Not White Girls.

Alright thats my 10s🇹🇷🇩🇪🇬🇧 with 00s too that there's nothing in it. And that you all know, I make moves 🗺️.

Also I don't even know how to fuck, really. I want to learn but there's always barrier, beside there's no girls for it. I can't even drive a car.

my awesome movie list of 2014:

birdman (dir. alejandro gonzález iñárritu)

the imitation game (dir. morten tyldum)

whiplash (dir. damien chazelle)

interstellar (dir. christopher nolan)

gone girl (dir. ben affleck)

foxcatcher (dir. bennet miller)

wild (dir. jean-marc vallée)

inherent vice (dir. paul thomas anderson)

the theory of everything (dir. james marsh)

the hobbit (dir. peter jackson)

i origins (dir. mike cahill)

the grand budapest hotel (dir. wes anderson)

boyhood (dir. richard linklater)

nightcrawler (dir. dan gilroy)

[wormstacheangel]

When Dean finally rescued Cas from the empty, he expected a happy reunion. He envisioned a strong hug like the first time he had escaped. He expected a long-awaited kiss and repeated confessions that weren’t said with sorrow or heartache. He expected to find the same Cas that was taken, but that would have been too easy.

Cas was left awake, alone, and in complete darkness for months on end.

So when Dean went into the empty, ready to wake up the love of his life, he found Cas curled in on himself—staring blankly out into the void of nothingness. He whispered something so softly and quickly that Dean couldn’t pick up on the actual words, but it sounded familiar. Almost like he was humming a song.

Dean tried to get him to stand up on his own, but he quickly realized that Cas wasn’t even looking at him. His gaze was distant, seeing something Dean can’t even imagine. He then noticed the white film over his eyes dimmed the once bright blue.

His fingertips gently traced over the skin he had only dreamt of touching for months before he took a deep, shaky breath to steady himself. With that slight pause, Dean used whatever desperate strength he had and dragged Cas back to the portal.

Back home.

As they got closer, the light of the portal seemed to startle Cas, and he started to shove Dean away. Dean had to put Cas down so he could take his green jacket off and place it over Cas’s head to calm him before he slowly continued to walk through the portal and into the bunker’s library where Jack, Rowena, Eileen, and Sam were waiting for them.

When they walked through, Dean quickly shushed them as he fell to his knees with Cas still in his arms, hidden under the jacket, and covering his ears at the sudden loud voices surrounding them.

Dean looked around at his family, all sharing the same worried glances knowing they were on the same page. Cas’s welcome home party would be pushed back until further notice.

Cas didn’t cry. His expression didn’t change much at all. All Cas did was sit or lay on Dean’s bed with the lights off. All but the desk light. It was an old lightbulb, so the light wasn’t a bright white like the rest of the place. Instead, it illuminated a soft golden glow against the wall.

Cas squinted at it at first, blinking so inhumanly at it, until all Cas did was stare at it. Whenever Dean made any move to turn it off or even just get near the lamp, Cas made a little whine at the back of his throat.

Little noises were the most Dean can get out of Cas. At least it brought him a little relief. It meant Cas could see him at that moment.

Cas still did that rapid talking or singing whenever it was a little bit too quiet. It made Dean wonder if Cas knew he was out of the Empty. Especially during those times when he would stare right past him, unblinking with cold eyes.

It was only the end of the second week when Dean broke down.

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He didn’t mean to. He was trying so damn hard to keep it together, especially in front of Cas, but one night he just lost it. He can blame the lack of booze in his system, or as he wants, he can blame Sam, who came up to him about a stupid case. It pissed him off more than it should have. The fact that Sam even believed for a second that he would leave the bunker while Cas was like-well the way he was, just gave him enough of an excuse to raise his voice at someone.

Eileen had to step in and tell him to cool off.

Dean stormed off without a glance back and went to his room. He changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed beside Cas. He laid on his stomach as he wrapped one arm over the top of Cas’s waist, scooting close enough so that he could rest his head on Cas’s shoulder. He then opened his mouth to wish him goodnight just like every night, but something in Dean just broke.

He felt the pressure rise up his throat as he tried to hide his face into the familiar body beside him, but the sob still came.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry it took me so long to go get you. Fuck, Cas, please.” Dean took a shaky breath, sniffling as he reached to hold Cas’s hand closer to him. “We missed- I...I missed you. I missed you so much, Cas.” Dean brought Cas’s hand up to his lips and kissed the knuckles before letting the hand rest by his head. His eyes closed as he sighs, “I love you. So come back to me, okay?"

The only response Dean got was a squeeze of the hand, which was enough hope for the future, and more than Dean could have ever asked for at that moment.

As the days went on, Cas didn’t change. Literally and figuratively. He was still an angel, so there was no need for him to shower or brush his teeth, but Dean swore that Cas’s facial hair was growing, so he liked shaving him at least once a week. Cas seemed to like it by the humming noise he made.

They did learn a couple of things as the days went on.

One, peace and quiet are not what they strive for.

It only brought Cas anxiety, and his humming or singing became much louder and more desperate. They fixed that problem with a Bluetooth speaker constantly playing music in the background, a playlist Jack made mixed in with a playlist Jack helped Dean make. It made the humming stop, and Cas started to roll over in bed. He even sat back against the headboard with his eyes closed a few times.

A month after Cas got back, Dean's phone died in the middle of the night, and the silence must have gotten to him. He covered his ears while he started muttering to himself again. Dean woke up and pulled Cas to his chest while softly sing to him in his still half-asleep phase. He didn’t know why that was his first instinct, but he went along with it cause it started to calm Cas down. Then, Cas held him back for the first time—tucking his head right under Dean's jaw and relaxing.

Dean tried not to stiffen at the touch; if he were honest with himself, he would admit he was trying not to cry because he was busy singing. Busy, not wanting to disrupt this moment.

That night Dean sang all night long until Jack checked on them in the early hours and connected his phone.

Two, always have a light source on.

The lamp was the first one they had. Cas constantly wanted it on, but it bothered Dean all the time when he wanted to sleep. So they bought a cool starlight projector, Sam’s idea, that kept the light on the cement ceiling and not on Dean’s face. Cas seemed to enjoy it as he laid on his back, watching it all night, letting Dean curl up on his side as he slept through the night.

Three, never leave Cas alone.

Nobody wanted to leave Cas alone for more than a minute if they could help it. So they made plans to keep him company at all hours of the day. Of course, they weren’t crowding him. They all came in one by one, except for Dean, who would say, “This is my room. I get to come and go as I damn well please.”

Sam liked to sit by Cas's side and talk nerd like they usually would while cleaning his guns or doing research to help another hunter. He would even pause during the one-way conversation to give Cas some time to answer or try to imagine what Cas would say in that situation. Sam was always calm, wanting to keep it as normal as possible while Cas just stared at him, sometimes his eyebrows knitted together, and Dean had to excuse himself as he felt his chest tighten up.

Eileen sat by his side and watched shows she liked while she talked to Cas out loud and signed so he could hear her voice. Even then, she didn’t talk much. Instead, she let the laptop do the talking as she pets Cas’s hair while sitting on the chair by the bed.

Jack came in the most next to Dean. He liked reading to him or talking about how his skills as the new God have improved thanks to Amara.

"Dad, I hope you'll be proud of me." Jack once whispered to Cas, who was having a bad day, checking out more than usual as he stared off into the distance. Eyes wide and almost screaming.

It was almost the end of the second month when another big mile-stone happened.

Jack was lying in bed with Cas while Dean was at his desk, cleaning his guns obsessively again. Jack was reading him a book he bought during his recent trip to the bookstore with Eileen, it was a Star Wars story.

Jack was getting into the book as he read slower but louder during a big fight scene. He got so excited that he even jumped up and looked back at Cas, "Did you hear that, Dad? He won!"

Cas smiled back at him- a genuine smile- and Dean almost dropped the piece of metal in his hand while Jack froze, his shoulders tightening up while he scrunched up his lips as if trying to hold back his cry.

Instead, he quietly composed himself as he asked in a shaky voice, "You want me to read the rest?"

Cas only blinked at him, keeping the slight smile, and Jack took it as a yes. Jack sat beside him again with a big smile plastered on his face, wiping his eyes every other word, as he rested his head on Cas's shoulder to continue reading. Dean didn’t miss when Cas tilted his head down to rest his cheek on Jack’s hair.

He had to excuse himself again.

After that day, Cas slowly started to open up a little more.

Once Dean woke up with Cas out of bed. Dean was already in full panic mode, his shoes on the wrong feet and jacket inside out as he called out for Sam.

Then just as quick as the panic came, relief flooded him when he found Cas in the kitchen trying to make coffee. He turned towards Dean and gave him the smallest of smiles, but it filled Dean with such solace that he just dragged himself to Cas’s space. Dean held his arms open to press Cas into him, and without a second thought, Cas fell right into him as if it was an everyday normal occurrence.

That was the start of Cas now being up and around the bunker. It was like when a baby starts crawling, everyone keeping tabs on the baby’s first steps, except this baby was an eon old celestial being.

The library, Dean’s room, the Dean-cave, and the kitchen were Cas’s favorite places just to sit. He always had Dean’s headphones on, softly playing music, just in case it went quiet, and it took a while for him to be able to walk around without those.

It was the sixth month when Cas wished Dean a goodnight first and then added, “I love you, Dean.”

Dean fought the lump in his throat, but Cas instantly pulled him in, his arms wrapped securely around him. He had so much he wanted to say to Cas just to hear his voice again, anything to listen to his voice again, but instead, he kisses Cas’s chest before saying, “I love you, too.”

Days came and went. Sometimes it seemed like Cas was getting better as he talked a little more, but then those days would come when he would just stare off into the stars on their ceiling. Not moving an inch or bothering to fake breath like he liked. Those days the music was a little louder, and Cas held on to Dean a little tighter.

“I don’t want to go back. Please,” Cas pleaded as he stared wide-eyed at the darkness in the corner of their room. As if he was having a nightmare with his eyes wide open. “Please don’t make me…I-I don’t want to be in the dark again!”

Dean took Cas’s face in between his hands to hold his gaze. Only talking when he knew Cas was seeing him. “It’s okay, Cas. I got you. Nobody’s taking you away from me ever again.”

“Promise?” Dean felt Cas’s grip at his shoulder, holding him with desperation.

“Promise.”

That’s how Cas became human.

The nightmares have him waking up screaming some days, but at least Cas knew he was safe from the Empty’s clutches.

He was going to live his human life being loved and taken care of, and Dean was happy to say he felt Cas was doing the same for him.

[dreamescapeswriting]

Stray Kids Reaction | Another Member Takes You In [Request]

A/N: I tried to get these as different from one another as I could so I hope this is okay for you lovely anon! Also I didn’t want to make the endings super fluffy just because with angst there isn’t always a makeup lmao

Chan:

This fight felt like it had been going on for hours now, both you and Chan just bickering back and forth at one another. All this because he was cancelling on another date with you, normally you were patient with him but today was different. It was your anniversary and he'd just cancelled again, last-minute with little to no explanation as to why. 

"I get wanting to cancel, you're busy but tonight is our anniversary Chan...C-Can't you just stay home for once?" You questioned calmly as you looked into his eyes. For a second you thought he was going to agree with you, his facial expression softened but it snapped back to the cold one within a matter of seconds. 

"I'm busy! You knew what you were getting into when we got into this relationship Y/n, I don't care about some stupid anniversary dinner." He mumbled as he turned away from you going back over to his laptop to start working. Normally you wouldn't get too worked up about it, you knew how much this all meant to Chan and you loved how passionate he was but calling your anniversary stupid hit you hard. 

"You think our relationship is stupid?"

"And pointless, it's never going to go anywhere!" He yelled as he turned back to face you, tears were beginning to form in your eyes so you nodded at him not knowing what to say to him. 

"Just get out of my face! I don't want to see you right now!" Chan yelled from across the apartment with his back to you he was back on his laptop, you stared at him for a couple of seconds to see if he was being serious. Empty threats were something he'd done in the past but when he turned around to face you you could see it in his eyes that meant it. 

"Y/N! I don't want you here, get out of this apartment! I never want to see you again... It's just easier if we break it off now." He was turning red in the face with anger by now and you panicked. Whenever someone yelled at you all you could do was cry and hide so you just backed out of the apartment without a second thought about it. Rushing out onto the busy streets of Korea with no idea where you were going or what you were going to do. Your phone was up in the apartment along with your keys and clothes so you didn't know what to do. The wind was bitter and cold outside so you pulled your arms around yourself as you began to walk around, trying to find a small cafe you could sit in for an hour or two while you figured out your next move.

(X)

Felix walked down the streets towards Chan's place after getting some weird text messages from his friend, something about breaking up with you and that he needed help getting your stuff sorted. He was about to head down the street to the apartment when he saw you sitting on the floor in front of a shop. He almost hadn't recognised you at first but as soon as you looked up at him you knew it was him, 

"Y/n!? W-What are you doing out on the street?!" He panicked as he reached down to help you up from the floor. He noticed tear stains running down your cheeks and you were shivering, 

"Here," He slipped off his large coat and wrapped it around you, 

"It's pitch black outside and below freezing, you should be back with Chan-" As soon as Felix tried to usher you in the direction of the apartment you shook your head violently. 

"H-He kicked me out...H-He doesn't want to see me," Felix frowned as he looked down at you, 

"What-"

"He told me he never wanted to see me again...T-Threw me out." Your voice was starting to crack as you could feel yourself getting sick, 

"Come on...I'll take you back to the dorms then," He whispered as he pulled you in the opposite direction. Sending Chan a quick message, 

Seungmin's sick. Going to look after him. sorry. 

He wasn't going to give him a better explanation than that he didn't deserve it, he knew Chan was his friend before you were but throwing you out into the streets while it was below zero outside.

"Where's your phone? You could have called me..." He whispered as he continued walking you in the direction of the dorms, 

"It's at his...I-I just left like he told me too...Everything is there." You began sobbing into your hands as Felix guided you through the streets trying to comfort you as best as he could while he walked. 

(X) 

A week had passed since Chan had kicked you out, Felix had made an attempt to go and get some of your things from the place but all he'd managed to get were some clothes and your phone without Chan noticing. You'd been staying in Chan's old bed while you tried to get back on your feet, you'd been sick for the last week since you'd been outside for so long without a coat. You were asleep in the bunk when Chan walked into the room, he was looking for one of his old hard drives in the room and jumped back when he heard someone roll over in the bed. 

"Y-Y/n?" He took one look at you and knew you were sick, guilt rushed over him at the thought of you being sick because of him. 

"L-Lix?" Even your voice sounded awful, you rolled over to see whoever it was staring at you when you jumped a little. 

"C-Chan?!" Your voice cracked as you stared back at him, he looked at you properly now. You were dressed in one of his old shirts he'd left here.

"What are you doing here?" You tried to question him but he shook his head at you reaching out to touch your forehead, 

"You're sick?! Do you have any meds? Are you okay?!" You moved away from his touch and he frowned, 

"Y/n....What's wrong?"

"Why are you trying to play the concerned boyfriend role? Y-You weren't all that concerned when you threw me out onto the street." He shook his head at you mumbling about how he'd just been stressed out at work and he didn't mean the things he'd said but that didn't mean they weren't stuck in your head. 

"Chan, you called out relationship pointless, that it was never going anywhere." He shuddered as he remembered what he had said to you. 

"I didn't mean it though..." You stared at him and then down at your phone. Crawling out of the bed you made your way to the kitchen with Chan close behind you watching your every move. 

"What are you doing?"

"Taking medication, I'm sick. I need to take the meds or Felix will kill me." You swallowed two pills before making your way back to the bedroom, Chan still following along. 

"Come home, I can look after you. I-I'll make sure you get better." You shook your head at him as you got back into the top bunk, snuggling down into the sheets. 

"C-Chan we're over...You told me it was pointless, I don't want to be with someone who sees our relationship as stupid and pointless..." You yawned looking at him, he was about to say something when the door to the bedroom opened. 

"I got you your favourite cough drop and-" Felix stopped when he realised Chan was in the room, 

"Come to see the damage you've done?" He snapped at Chan, you hissed as you sat back up. 

"Don't. Don't fight because of me, you're the best of friends don't ruin that over me." You mumbled as you coughed into your hands, reaching for the hand sanitiser that you'd secured onto the bed.

(X)

A few hours later all of the boys were home and surprised to see you out of bed, walking around in full clothes instead of the shorts and top you'd been wearing all week. 

"Soup on the hob," You whispered as you could barely talk, Chan looked over at the boys who were all frowning. By now they'd heard the story of what happened between you both and wondered why he was there.

"Y-Y/n and are decided to try and be friends...Makes things right and easier with everyone." He admitted as he looked at you, friends was better than cutting him out of your life and making yourself hate him. It had come to you both after talking with Felix for two hours straight, trying to figure out a way to get through all of this without either of you being the bad guy. Friends were the best way forward...Even if it would be hard.

Minho:

The only problem with living with Minho at the dorms was that you had nowhere else to go, he would be practising sometimes at the dorms so you would have to go into the rooms but even then you felt like a burden to the other boys. Which was why you were fighting tonight, Seungmin had just come into the apartment to grab his house keys for his trip home when he heard the screaming coming from the living room,

"You're so fucking annoying to everyone! Not just me!" Minho screamed at you as you stood as still as a post staring at him, you didn't even flinch as he came closer to you and yelled.

"You're a burden! All you do is distract us, do you have any idea how disgusting it is to just turn and see you everywhere I go!? Not even a second of peace!" You looked down at the floor not wanting to cry in front of him or any of the other boys who were now coming to see what was going on. Watching you as if this was just some kind of drama on the TV as if you weren't currently having your heart ripped out by the love of your life.

"I don't want you around me anymore, all you ever do is whine about things. Everyway I turn you're just there! Fuck!" Wasting no time on hearing him talk anymore you rushed into his room, shoving clothes into a bag while Jeongin looked at you nervously. Wondering if he was supposed to say something or just avoid looking at you. He chose the latter as he rolled over on his bed to face away from you.

"Leaving?! Good!" Minho spat as he watched you rush towards the dorm front door, tears streaming down your cheeks as you slammed it behind you.

"Hyung-" Seungmin tried to say but Minho just stormed off into the bathroom, ignoring everyone around him who were trying to speak with that Seungmin left. Catching up to you outside as he smiled weakly,

"Come on," He whispered as he nodded over to his waiting taxi.

"Seungmin you're going home- I can't-"

"Don't say you can't, you have nowhere else to go. I'm offering a place." You smiled weakly as you walked over to the cab, getting inside with him as he smiled back at you. Seungmin and you had always been close friends, he was one of the reasons you and Minho had met in the first place. Taking you in was not a problem for him, his family loved you anyway.

(X)

Staying with Seungmin and his parents felt like you were just having a larger sleepover, Seungmin's mother had managed to get you a job interview with a store down the road from her workplace which you'd nailed. Landing the job instantly,

"Seungmin?" You called out as you walked into the house, his parents were still at work and his older sister wasn't home for the break yet.

"Seungmin I got the...job..." You slowed down your speech when you walked into the living room to see Minho sitting there beside Seungmin. Both of them looked like they had been engaging in a deep conversation before you walked into the room.

"You've been hiding them out here?" Minho snapped as he turned to see you standing there, he looked like a wreck. His hair was a mess, he was dressed in dirty clothes and honestly looked like he hadn't slept. Unlike you who seemed to be doing better than ever now that you weren't cramped up in the dorms all of the time.

"Don't bring Seungmin into this, he took me in when I had nowhere to go." You mumbled, putting your bag down onto the floor as you glanced at Seungmin,

"I've been worried sick about you." Minho tried to defend himself but you shook your head at him,

"If you were that concerned you wouldn't have kicked me out, treated me like trash in front of our friends." You mumbled to him as you turned away from him,

"I didn't mean what I said, I was just behind on the dances and then you were there. You were the first person I passed the blame onto..." You stared at him as if he thought that it would be okay just because of how stressed out he was.

"You think that makes it all better? Because it doesn't! You played on my worst insecurities and you know that." You argued as he stared at you, his eyes filling with tears as he thought back on all of the things he'd said to you. The moment he locked himself in the bathroom that day he broke down, he'd done everything he could to find you but you'd blocked his calls, ignored his texts. What else was he supposed to do?

"I tried to make things right! You ignored me!"

"I ignored you because you broke my heart, you embarrassed me in front of everyone Lee Know," The full name came out and he knew he was in trouble, he turned to look away from you.

"C-Can I ever make it right?" His voice was calmer now, his body language was slumped as he looked at you.

"No. Nothing you say or do will ever make it right..." It was the truth, nothing in the world could take back what he had said to you, you loved him with all of your heart but there was no way you could go back to someone who would use your insecurities against you like that.

"Can we at least be civil?" Seungmin watched as you both stared into one another's eyes, nodding as you reached out your hands to each other and shook on it.

"I-I'll get the rest of my stuff when I get my own place." You whispered as you stared into Minho's eyes, your hands still shaking even though the deal had already been made.

"Okay...Sounds like a plan," He mumbled sadly as he realised this was probably going to be the last time he was going to get to see you properly.

(X)

All of your boxes were moved into the new apartment, a small studio just up the road from your workplace.

"That's the last of it." Minho and Seungmin cried out as they dropped off the final boxes in your kitchen area,

"Looks cosy," Minho whispered as Seungmin went to go and lock the car up,

"Feels it too," You looked at him as you bit down on your lip. Things with Minho had started off rocky, neither of you could stand to be in the same room as one another for longer than ten minutes but after a while, you relaxed into the friend's thing. But now...It was four months later and it seemed as though everything was forgiven between you both.

"I hope you can be happy here," He whispered as he stepped closer to you looking into your eyes as he smiled at you,

"I hope so too." You looked up at him as he began to lean down into your personal space, you closed the gap between you leaving a small kiss on his lips before pulling away. The sparks and feelings all still there from before,

"I'll call you...We'll talk," He whispered to you before leaving another kiss on your cheek before turning to go and meet Seungmin outside.

Changbin:

Something was wrong with Changbin and it had been bugging you all week, he'd done nothing but avoid you and act weird when you tried to get romantic with you. Pushing you away, telling you he wasn't in the mood or would just leave whenever you tried to kiss him.

"Did I do something to upset you?" You questioned when Changbin got up again, you'd joined him in the living room to watch a movie. Sitting beside him when he got up to leave.

"Why would you think that?" He mumbled staring in front of him instead of in your direction,

"You haven't looked at me, you keep pushing me away...Whatever it is I did I'm sorry..." There was nothing you had to be sorry for though. This was all on Changbin but you didn't know that. You figured you'd done something that upset him not meaning to.

"You need to leave." You frowned when the words came from his mouth,

"Changbin what are you talking about?" You laughed nervously thinking this was his idea of some kind of joke which wasn't funny in the slightest.

"You have to leave. I don't want to be around you anymore." He turned to face you this time, his expression was cold as he stared down into your eyes.

"Leave? I-I don't-" You tried explaining that you would have nowhere else to go, none of your friends lived in Seoul and it wasn't as though you could go out and find an apartment to go and stay in right now.

"Get out! We're over, this relationship is finished!" He yelled out cutting you off midsentence causing you to flinch a little,

"Changbin-" He stormed away from you going into the bathroom leaving you to get up and start packing some clothes into a bag for the night or two. You just thought he would need some time to cool off and everything would be okay, there was clearly something bothering him he wasn't ready to talk about yet.

(X)

"Changbin text me when you're-" He slammed the door cutting you off instantly and you felt your heartbreak, he'd thrown you out like you were nothing but trash to him. The moment Changbin slammed the door in your face he regretted it but it had to be done, he laid his head on the wood of the door before sliding down it and bringing his knees into his chest.

"F-Fuck." You mumbled as you got outside to see it snowing, you dragged your phone out of your pocket to see if there was a hotel nearby when you saw a text and missed calls from Jeongin.

"Hey, what's up?" You tried to play it off as though you hadn't been crying on your walk out of the apartment,

"I was calling to see if we were still on for game night...We were supposed to be battling the boss tonight?" You'd completely forgotten about that, all week long you'd been promising to help Jeongin on a boss battle on a game he was stuck on.

"I erm...I don't-" Sobs interrupted your words and instantly Jeongin felt panicked, you were like an older sibling to him and to hear you crying like that down the phone to him he wanted to come and get you.

"Where are you?" He got up from his bed as he changed into some clothes,

"Outside a cafe on Changbin's street." You mumbled defeatedly, you knew running to one of his friends would end badly but with nowhere else to turn it didn't seem like you had another choice.

(X)

"He just kicked you out?" Minho questioned as you ate food with them, Jeongin had come to get you and picked up dinner on the way back. Both of you going over everything that had happened with Changbin in the apartment you shared,

"Said he didn't want to be around me anymore, that we were finished." You stared down at the noddles you were holding on your chopstick, it was taking everything inside of you not to cry out about it again.

"It doesn't sound like Changbin..." Jeongin said as he passed you some water, all of the boys nodded in agreement as they stared at you.

"That's what happened...He's been off all week long..." You were going to explain in more detail but the doorbell rang, Seungmin rushed over to the peephole.

"Changbin's here," He whispered over to you guys, you scrambled up from the table rushing into the bathroom to hide until he eventually left.

(X)

You'd barely left the dorm since arriving there, you'd called in sick to work not wanting to face anyone yet and Jeongin had been bringing you food into the bedroom. Despite Chan's disagreement with having food in their rooms.

"Y/N! I know you're here!" You woke up instantly as you sat up in the bottom bunk hitting your head on the slab above you,

"Son of bitch," You grunted as you rolled off the bed and went to see what they were yelling about, you opened the door to see Jeongin trying to hold back Changbin who looked like a state. He looked worse than you did and that was saying something since you'd barely changed out of the shorts and shirt you were wearing,

"C-Changbin? What-" You stopped when he rushed over to you, grabbing onto your arms and staring down at you, he moved his hands up to cup your face,

"You okay? You look like you haven't been sleeping. Why haven't they been sleeping?!" Changbin asked in a panicked tone as he stared down into your eyes not looking away for even a second.

"I-I haven't been sleeping well...It's hard to sleep without you, Why do you care?" You tried to move away from him but he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer not wanting you to go.

"Please...Hear him out..." Jeongin mumbled from the front door, he was getting ready to leave for the day when Changbin had barged in trying to get to you.

Once everyone was gone and it was just you and Changbin he began to explain what had happened and why he'd pushed you away the way he did.

"You have to know I never wanted to...I had to...If-If I didn't they could have started on you next and I didn't want that." You frowned as he spoke to you, you were trying your best to follow along but it was hard when he was making little to no sense.

"Who would have started on me? Changbin what's going on?"

"Someone was threatening to expose us to everyone...Not just to the company but to everyone...They had photos and videos of us..." Your heart sunk at the thought of someone else knowing about your relationship, you worked for JYP it was written into your contract that you weren't supposed to date within the company.

"Changbin..."

"I found them, as soon as I found them I went to my manager. I told them that they were threatening me with illegal obtained photographs and videos and they were fired." You stared at him as he told you all of this,

"I told my manager about us..." Your heart began to pick up in speed at the thought of them knowing,

"You can keep your job but we have to- Well you're not allowed to work closely with me anymore. You'll be moved onto a different team," Your eyes lit up as you looked at Changbin,

"That's it? That's all? Just move to a different team...W-We can still-" You were going to say still date but Changbin cut you off, you'd been dating for so long he could practically read your mind.

"Only if you want to." Without a word, you wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him into a passionate kiss.

Hyunjin:

"How could you be so fucking stupid?!" Hyunjin called out as he laughed sarcastically at you, you looked away from him as you felt the tears in your eyes beginning to well up. You'd been fired from work that morning after making a huge mistake, that wasn't even that huge. All you'd done was drop a tray full of someones food order onto the floor smashing into the ground but your boss was temperamental and fired you on the spot. Wasting no time on embarrassing you in a restaurant full of customers, some of whom recorded the entire thing.

"It was an accident, I tripped over someone's bag and I-"

"You're so clumsy and stupid! Do you know that?!" There was that word again "stupid" he'd thrown that word around a lot since you told him you'd be fired and why exactly that was.

"How do you think you're going to support yourself now? Do you think you're just going to rely on me?! Because you're not!" He snapped as he turned to look at you, you wiped the tears away from your cheeks as you began explaining your plan to get another job but it wasn't good enough. Nothing was ever good enough when Hyunjin was in a bad mood.

"I want you out of this apartment. We're done. Over. I won't date someone who can't even hold down a proper job!" At first, you thought it was some kind of empty threat he was making but when he turned to see you standing there he repeated it.

"I pay for this apartment. Get out."

(X)

Changbin was doing his afternoon run near the Han River when he noticed you sitting on a bench clutching onto a hot chocolate and shaking.

"Y/n?" He frowned pulling the earbuds from his ear, you looked up at him and then back down to your drink not saying a word.

"What happened? It's freezing, you're out here with nothing but a thin jacket." He hissed wishing he brought along his own jacket so he could warm you up.

"Hyunjin and I...We had a fight." You mumbled, not wanting to go into details about what had happened and what Hyunjin had called you.

"Come on. I'll take you to mine for the night, you know Hyunjin. He's probably just being dramatic." When Changbin went to reach out to help you stand up you moved away.

"I-I don't need your help, you're his friend not mine." Changbin stared at you with raised eyebrows wondering if you really meant that.

"Y/n. You're coming with me. End of discussion." He mumbled to you as he took your arm in his and began walking in the direction of his parent's place. He was staying there while the dorms were being redone.

(X)

"He threw you out because you lost your job?" Changbin questioned as he placed a plate full of food down in front of you, his parents were in bed, his sister too so you were free to talk openly about this without fear of someone hearing you.

"Yeah," You managed to say before silently letting the tears roll down your face, you covered your face with your hands not wanting Changbin to see you like this.

"I-It's silly but it hurts, I-I was going to get out and get another one but he just kept calling me stupid...That he couldn't be with someone without a job." Changbin moved closer to you as he wrapped his arms around your shoulder, you sobbed into his chest silently as you tried not to make too much noise.

"It's alright...He's probably just as upset as you are right now..."

(X)

Hyunjin walked into the studios the next day to see you sitting beside Changbin and writing something down,

"What are you doing here?" His tone of voice came out meaner than he had intended it too, he'd hated himself for throwing you out the night before and he didn't want that to be the end of you.

"Changbin's helping me...I'm- I kind of got an internship." You mumbled not looking in his direction as you continued noting down everything Changbin was saying to you about the system you were using.

"So you're just...Fine then? You're not upset about yesterday?" Changbin stopped talking as he turned to look at you, he was trying to see what you wanted him to do so you nodded over at the door which was his cue to leave you alone.

"Depends..."

"On what?" Hyunjin whispered as he sat down on the small sofa in the studio, you looked at him for the first time his hair was strewn in every which way, he had bags under his eyes and you were pretty sure he was in the same clothes he was in yesterday.

"What you have to say for yourself," The moment you'd walked out of the apartment Hyunjin had felt nothing but guilt about what he'd said to you. He knew it was the one thing you were most insecure about, being called stupid for things everyone messed up on.

"I was an idiot, I shouldn't have said everything I did...I-I should have been the supporting boyfriend instead I decided to play the idiot card." You stared at him as he looked down at his hands,

"An internship though, that's great." He whispered looking up at you,

"It is..." The air was awkward now, you didn't know where you stood with him now that he'd said sorry...Was the breakup real? Did he still want to end things?

"Come back...Tonight...Come back with me. I didn't mean what I said I was just-"

"Hyunjin I...I don't know if going back tonight is a good idea." You admitted as you looked into his eyes,

"You don't want to be back together with me?" His voice cracked at the thought of it and you shook your head at him,

"I-I do! I just don't think moving right back in is good...Maybe some time away from one another is good, w-we'll still be dating but not around each other all of the time." You whispered to him as you waiting for his opinion on it all. He reached out and took you by the hips,

"That sounds good to me." He whispered softly before leaving a small kiss on your lips.

Jisung:

Everyone knew how quick-tempered Jisung was when it came to things so when he heard rumours floating around at the JYP building that you and Minho had been spotted kissing he flipped. Of course, it wasn't true but that didn't mean Jisung was going to listen to reason about it all.

"Jisung we weren't kissing! I was showing him pictures of cats!" You yelled as he began throwing your clothes into a suitcase, you'd only moved in together over a month ago and he was already trying to get rid of you. Ignoring everything you were saying in your defence of the rumours, no excuse was going to be good enough because to him that's all they were. Excuses. The rumour was true and that was that in his mind.

"Sungie." You breathed out trying to get him to calm down but he shuddered at the name, zipping up your bag and walking it to the front door.

"You're not even going to talk to me, you're just throwing me out?" You questioned as he opened the door and pushed the suitcase out into the wall, he stared up into your eyes and you frowned waiting to hear something from him but instead, he just shut the door on you.

(X)

"Hey, I was just about to call you," Minho said as he opened the door to his place to see you standing there, the huge smile that was there vanished as soon as he saw the tears rolling down your face.

"What happened?" His eyes travelled down to the suitcase you were holding behind you,

"C-Can I stay here for a few days? He kicked me out....B-Broke things off." You mumbled as you tiredly waited for an answer. You'd been walking around the streets looking for some hotel that would take you in but with hardly any money and no cards they weren't going to take the chance.

"Sure, c-come in." He moved out of the way and you walked into the apartment greeting Sooni, Doongi and Dori as they came wandering over to see who was here.

"What happened?" He questioned as he walked into the kitchen to make you both a hot drink,

"He's convinced I'm sleeping with you, there's a rumour going around that we were kissing." As soon as you sat down Dori curled up in your lap snuggling into you as you waited for Minho.

"Why would he believe something like that? You just moved in together," He mumbled as he brought the drinks over on a small tray, setting them down on the table in front of you as you did your best not to cry over it.

"Hey, it's okay...He's probably just upset right now, he'll realise how dumb it is soon." Minho only ever showed his sweet side to certain people, you were one of the lucky few that this happened to.

(X)

The next day when Minho walked into the building he saw Jisung walking with Chan and Changbin,

"Jisung!" He called out making the boy turn to face him instantly,

"What's your problem? Y/n came to mine last night crying their heart out, why are you being such an idiot?" He hadn't meant for it to come out as harsh as it did but he was mad at Jisung for believing in petty little rumours like that one.

"I'm the idiot?! You're the one kissing my partner!" Chan stood between them both as he could see how angry Jisung was growing as Minho stared him down,

"Studio. Now. Both of you." He said through gritted teeth as people turned to stare at the pair of them yelling at one another in the hallways.

(X)

Jisung walked into Minho's apartment after getting the key from him, he was coming to say sorry for everything. Once Minho explained what had happened and what was actually happening when you were supposedly "kissing" Jisung seemed to calm down. Regretting everything he'd done by kicking you out, he'd tried calling you but you were ignoring his calls and ignoring everyone.

"Y/n? I came around to say sorry! Y/n?" Jisung pulled the door to the bedroom open to find you sobbing hysterically into the pillows, all three of Minhos' cats laid behind you as though they were trying to comfort you.

"Y/n..." He breathed out as soon as he caught sight of you, you whimpered as you looked over at him turning away but he rushed over to your side. Sitting beside you as he pulled you closer to him.

"I'm sorry, Minho explained-"

"I tried to explain it. You ignored me and kicked me out." You hissed at him trying to get away but he kept his grip on you, not wanting you to leave him again now that he had you back in his arms.

"I was upset, I wasn't listening because I-I thought it could have been true, you deserve someone better." He mumbled, his own tears rolling down his face as he thought back on it.

"Jisung. I love you. I moved in with you. Not Minho. You." You sat up facing him, Dori looked between you both as though she could tell what was happening before jumping off the bed to go and eat.

"I'm sorry...I was just upset and insecure, and I thought maybe there was a possibility." You shook your head at him, reminding him once again that he was the one that you loved. No one would be able to replace him in your heart.

"Will you come back?" You shook your head and Jisung felt his heart break at the thought of you never coming back over a small mistake,

"I promised Minho I'd catsit." You giggled at the expression on his face, a little payback for what had happened the night before.

"You'd rather hang out with cats than me?" You shook your head at him, getting up from the bed to go and make lunch for Sooni, Doongi and Dori.

Felix:

"Do you have any idea how idiotic you sound!?" You yelled at Felix as he threw your bag down the stairs, you'd come home from work to find him packing all of your clothes into bags and throwing them down the stairs like this.

"Tell me then! Where did they get the photo?!" The photo. The photo he was talking about was of you and another idol "making out" in the middle of the JYP building.

"Are you actually asking that?! It looked as though it was photoshopped by a child Lix! I would never cheat on you!" You yelled out as another bag was thrown down the stairs hitting into the photo frame you'd gotten him for Christmas. The smashing sound made you both freeze as you rushed down the stairs to go and clean it up, the image was of you and Felix on your four-month anniversary dinner both of you had giant smiles on your faces.

"Get your stuff and get out." He mumbled before slamming the bedroom door behind himself, where he slid down the door bringing his knees into his chest and crying at the thought of you cheating on him.

"Lix I didn't...I-I would never cheat on you!" You yelled up the stairs as you tried to clean up the glass from the floor so he wouldn't hurt himself by coming down later. As you went to pick up the largest shard you cut your hand open a little bit making you hiss out in pain as you pulled your hand away from the glass and into your chest.

"Shit," You mumbled rushing out of the apartment when you realised just how deep you'd cut into your hand with the piece of glass.

(X)

You'd called Hyunjin on your way to the hospital, your Korean wasn't the greatest so the thought of going into a hospital alone seemed like a daunting task.

"What happened to you?" He questioned while you waited together in the waiting room to be seen. It was packed full of people so you didn't think you were going to be seen any time soon.

"I cut it by accident...I was cleaning up broken glass." You whispered to him as you looked at him, he had a baseball cap pulled down so no one would be able to tell who he was unless they sat really close to him.

"I meant with Felix..." He'd probably already told them all what had happened but you just stared down at your hands,

"He thinks him cheating on him with someone else in the company, there's a badly photoshopped photo of it." You mumbled to him looking away from him and over to another person going in to see a doctor before you, Hyunjin raised your hand up so you could keep the cut-up instead of down.  

"He seems pretty adamant it's real." He whispered to you as you began to tear up more at the thought of it, Hyunjin sighed as he realised just how upset you were over it.

"He'll realise it's fake...He'll come crawling back." But you didn't want him to come crawling back, you wanted him to trust and believe you.

(X)

Staring down at your phone you debated calling Hyunjin to come and get you from the hospital, he'd spent most of the night there with you but once it got to 3 am he had to go home telling you to call him to come and get you later.

"Hyunjin's phone, how can I help?" Felix's voice flowed through the phone making you smile out of habit he must have picked up without checking the screen name,

"Y/n?" He questioned when you didn't say anything, you bit down on your lip as you thought about it all telling him where you were and what was happening. But you hung up quickly, making your own way to the exit to try and get to a hotel or something somewhere else. Your phone buzzed in your pocket so you looked down to see Felix's name on the screen, every muscle in your body seemed to tense at the thought of answering it but it was mind over matter and you answered.

"Why are you at the hospital?! Hyunjin said he left you there last night? A-Are you okay?!" You could hear the panicked tone in his voice as well as jingling of keys as he tried to get out to his car as quickly as possible.

"I'm fine. Tell Hyunjin I'm ready to leave. I'll get my stuff from the apartment and leave." You answered plainly as you waited outside in the parking lot,

"I'm coming to get you. Don't. Move." You shuddered at the thought of Felix coming to get you,

"I love you Y/n...Please wait there for me." His voice seemed to soften on the last sentence before he hung up and you felt your heart crumble into different pieces.

(X)

When Felix finally arrived on the scene you stared at him through the window,

"What did they do?" He questioned when he noticed your hand was bandaged up,

"Stitches, it's nothing." You lied as you got into the car, acting as though you hadn't cried the entire time they stitched your hand up for you.

"Y/n...I-I-" You shook your head as he tried to speak, there was nothing he could say to you that would make up for what he did and he knew that.

"J-Just take me home Lix...Please?" You looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping you were now welcome back at the apartment instead of being shut out for something you didn't do.

"Movies, snacks and cuddles." He promised you as he began driving out of the parking lot and the direction of your shared apartment.

Seungmin:

You couldn't even remember why you and Seungmin had started fighting in the first place, you never fought so it was jarring to have him come out of nowhere and kick you out of the apartment the both of you shared leaving you to wander alone. The streets were dark and cold as you tried to find another hotel that would take you for the night. If they weren't full none of them would take you without your ID which was back in the apartment you'd been kicked out of.

"Y/n? What's wrong?" Chan asked down the phone as you called him, he was the only one you could think of calling right now since he would be in the studio instead of back at the dorms.

"Can you do me a huge favour? U-Unless you're busy?" You knew you sounded pathetic right now but it was the only way you were going to find somewhere warm to stay tonight.

"Sure, anything...You name it." You sighed to yourself before explaining everything that had happened and that you needed him to get you a hotel room that you'd pay him back for.

(X)

The hotel room was perfect, not too big and not too small which was great since you didn't know how long you were going to be here for.

"What did he say to you?" Chan questioned as he came out of the bathroom, he was doing an "inspection" to make sure it was as nice as the man at the desk said it was.

"I can't even remember...H-He just flipped out over nothing, started screaming at me about how nothing is ever done when he needs it done and then he threw me out." You shuddered thinking back on Seungmin yelling at you, you'd never seen him angry before and it was nerve-wracking to think about.

"It was like he was trying to pick a fight over nothing. It was such a small thing Chan..."

"I'll talk to him...Find out what's bothering him. It doesn't sound like Seungmin at all." Chan reassured you as he made his way out of the hotel room, you stood by the door talking to him.

"I'll bring you some food, just stay put until I can figure out what's going on." You didn't say anything and he walked away, leaving you alone to overthink everything that had happened between you and Seungmin. The fight was over the dinner not being done...You think. It was something so minor that it shouldn't have bubbled over the amount it did.

When Chan went to see Seungmin he found him broken. Crying over you being gone despite him being the one sending you out of the apartment.

"What happened? You were so good together..." Chan stated as he waited for Seungmin to explain his side of the story to him.

(X)

After a week of staying at the hotel, you were getting fed up of eating noodles and take out all of the time. Chan hadn't come by since the first night to bring you food so you just assumed he'd talk to Seungmin and it resulted in him not wanting to speak to you. Running low on food and drinks you knew you had to venture out into the world soon so you grabbed your things and headed out of the door only to come face to chest with someone else.

"S-Sorry I wasn't-" You stopped what you were saying when you saw Seungmin standing there, his eyes bloodshot and bags under them.

"S-Seungmin? What are you doing here?" He pushed you back into your room before sitting you down on the bed,

"You have to listen to me, you have to listen and remember that I am sorry." You frowned as you heard the panicked tone in his voice, you gripped onto his hand trying to reassure him that it was okay but he cut you off.

"Someone exposed us...I was doing my best to keep it under wraps. I-I broke it off, I even found out who took the photos of us but it was too late." You shook your head as you moved away from him,

"What are you talking about?" As you walked over to the hotel room window you looked down to see reporters flooding the parking lot of the hotel waiting to see if they could get a glimpse of what was happening inside.

"S-Seungmin..." You breathed out as you stepped away from the curtain backing up until you hit his chest,

"I know, I know I'm sorry...I know you didn't want to come out as a couple yet b-but we don't really have much of a choice right now." You frowned stepping away from him again,

"W-We aren't a couple. You broke it off." He sighed as you brought it up again.

"I only did it so we wouldn't be exposed but we got exposed anyway...Are you telling me you don't want to come back." All of this was giving you a headache, you stared at him from across the room jumping when something hit your window.

"Seungmin. You broke up with me. You threw me out with nowhere to go. Now you expect me to just jump back into your arms because "you thought it was what was best" ." You used quotation marks as you spoke to him but he took your hands in his own nodding his head.

"I understand if you don't want to come back...I thought I was doing the best thing, I know you were so scared of telling people but it's out. There's nothing we can do...W-We either go out there as a couple or we go out there single. But I don't want you out of my life..." He admitted as he reached up to cup your face in his hands, you snuggled into his touch you'd missed him.

"O-On one condition." You looked up at him,

"Anything..."

"Never yell at me again," You whimpered before hugging into his chest, smiling when he finally wrapped his arms around you.

Jeongin:

One thing you never thought Jeongin would ever do would be to raise his voice at you, start a fight over seemingly nothing but that was just what happened tonight.

"You're being ridiculous." You mumbled as Jeongin continued to ask you to leave the apartment, you'd only moved in together less than two weeks ago and already he was kicking you out like you meant nothing.

"Do I mean nothing to you?" You questioned as you got to the front door, tears were rolling down your cheeks as you stared into the younger boy's eyes. He stared back at you blankly as he nodded his head.

"Nothing but a fling." A stab hit you through the chest as you turned to walk out of the apartment not wanting to talk about it anymore. The door closed loudly behind you and you headed out to the streets to try and find somewhere to stay for the night. There was a small bookshop down the road with a lady who seemed to like you a lot she'd probably let you stay there for a while.

(X)

Your phone kept vibrating on the floor made you wake up and roll over to see what was going on, Jisung's name and photo flashed over the screen and you groaned as you answered it.

"Where are you? You're late! We were supposed to leave an hour ago and Jeongin is being all weird about it, telling us to go without you! He went in the other car, did you guys fight?" You pulled the phone away from your ear to check the date and time and groaned as you remember what was supposed to be happening. A week away with the boys, camping and gaming out in some private camping ground.

"I-I can't come. I have work." You lied as you wiped your eyes, tears already falling as you remembered the fight from the night before. The thought of Jeongin passing you off like you were nothing, saying you were nothing and then acting as though nothing had happened with the boys.

"Bullshit. Where are you?" You heard a car door close and drive off in the background but Jisung was still in the street,

"I'm at the small bookshop near Jeongin's place. Bring food." You mumbled to him as you heard your stomach growl at you.

When Jisung arrived he was carrying bags of food and two drinks in his hands,

"Explain everything." You shook your head at him telling him that there was nothing to explain, it had all been blown out of proportion.

"One minute we were fine, the next he's kicking me out and saying our relationship meant nothing to him." You mumbled as you sipped on the drink he was giving to you, none of it made sense to either of you since Jeongin had strong feelings for you. He'd been the one to ask you out so finishing it all seemed weird.

"Maybe he's stressed. I know it's not an excuse but i-it's a possibility." You shrugged your shoulders at Jisung's comment and then sniffled,

"I don't know but I need to find a place to stay. W-Would you mind putting up with me for a few days while the dorms are empty?" He shook his head promising you that it would be fine with him.

"Just don't tell Innie...I don't want him to know I'm there...It might cause friction between you all." You whispered to him as you got up from the floor.

(X)

You'd been at the dorms for two days and things seemed to be going well, you found a small apartment just outside of the city which was a train ride away from your job. Jisung told you not to go and view it, that Jeongin might clear his mind when he comes back but there was little chance of that happening. The way Jeongin looked at you the other night still sent shivers down your spine, thinking of the way he said it meant nothing to you sent you into a crying mess.

"I brought us some food, I also went to the apartment. I'm going to be a deposit down next time I get some cash-out." You called out to Jisung not realising he was on the phone to someone.

"Yes, it's Y/n. No, why would I care?.... You left them out in the cold with nowhere to go why would I do that?" From the tone of Jisung's voice, you knew it was Jeongin on the other end of the phone so you looked down at the floor.

"Tell him not to worry. I'll be out of his hair before he knows it and he'll never have to think of me again!" You yelled over Jisung who sighed at you before the line went dead.

"Y/n... You're not seriously going to leave right?" Jisung questioned as he looked at you, you unpacked the food onto the table.

"I'm going to shower."

(X)

"Fuck of Sungie I'm trying to sleep." You groaned as someone kept shaking your leg to try and wake you up,

"I said fuck off!" You sat up ready to be angry at Jisung but you came face to face with a worried looking Jeongin.

"I-I'm leaving." You mumbled as you got out of his bed, as much as you'd like to say being without him was great it wasn't. You found it hard to sleep without smelling him, or cuddling up beside him.

"Don't." He whispered pulling you back down into the bed beside him, wrapping you up in his arms as he spooned you from behind.

"You kicked me out." You answered with no expression in your voice, you didn't snuggle back into him like you normally would either.

"I-I have no excuses for what I said and did. You shouldn't even want to talk to me right now but being away from you and hearing that you were going to get your own place it-"

"Made you realise how much of an idiot you were?" You teased as you slightly relaxed back into him, feeling at home as soon as you breathed in his scent.

"I wouldn't have used those words but yes." He mumbled against your neck as he left a small kiss on your skin.

After laying there for a while he smiled at you, kissing your cheeks.

"I sort of...Need to go back to the camp ground. I stole the second van and there's no way they'll get home without it." He whispered to you as you turned around to face him,

"C-Can me and Jisung come?" You whispered looking at the watch on his wrist, it was almost 3 am but a long night drive sounded perfect right now. 

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[drspencerweed]

Dreams Do Come True

Summary/Request: from anon: CONGRATS ON HITTING 500 ILYSM!!! random request,, having a wet dream about spencer while sharing a room on a case (i know, super original) and him getting all hot and bothered hearing you moan 🙈😁

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

W/C: 3484

Content: smut, fluff, friends to lovers, oral sex (both receiving), premature ejaculation, wet dream, sub!spencer

A/N: Hi! So this probably isn’t exactly what you asked for, but I started writing it and it kind of took on a mind of it’s own. I banged this out in two days, it practically wrote itself. I hope you enjoy! 

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Sharing a hotel room with her was normal. It was. Sure, they had never done it before, but that was just because Hotch had never randomly assigned the two of them before. So okay, it wasn’t normal by definition. But he wasn’t going to make it weird. Just because he had a small crush on her did not mean that he would let it be weird. They were colleagues, and they even spent time together outside of work too! She would come to his apartment to watch old movies, and he would go to hers so she could cook for him. So he knew he could spend time with her alone, that wasn’t the problem. 

It was the sleeping that was potentially the issue. 

His little crush had been invading his subconscious almost constantly nowadays, and he was known to talk in his sleep. He was so scared he would say something wrong in his sleep. If she overheard something like that, he knew their friendship would never recover. How can you act normal around someone who said your name in their sleep? 

He had been avoiding going to sleep before her, so he had taken Derek up on his offer for a drink in his room to talk about anything but the case they were working. 

“So when are you going to tell [Y/N] that you’re into her?” Derek asked out of nowhere. 

Spencer stuttered around the sip of his drink. “W-Who says I’m interested in her?” 

Derek just laughed and clapped Spencer on the shoulder. His cheeks were burning, a sure sign of his embarrassment at being called out. “Pretty boy, you give her heart eyes every time she walks in a room.” 

His blush deepened. “Even if I was interested, there’s a very low probability that she is also interested. So the answer to your question would be never, obviously.” Derek stopped his giggling and gave Spencer an incredulous look. 

“All that genius and you don’t see how she looks at you?” Derek asked. 

“How she looks at me?” 

“She looks at you like you hung the stars, man.” 

Spencer scoffed, brushing off the comment. “No she doesn’t.” 

Derek started laughing again, “Yes she does! Oh my god, the genius can’t read basic body language?” 

“Even if, occasionally, her body language reflected an attraction to me, it was probably because she was thinking of someone she actually was attracted to.  Statistically, most women find me awkward and-”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, none of this negative self talk. You’re a catch!” 

Spencer just waved his hand at the comment, taking a long sip of his whiskey and coughing a bit as he swallowed. Derek eyed him curiously. 

“I’m telling you, you’re never gonna get anywhere if you never shoot your shot. The worst thing that could happen is she says no.” Derek advised. He shook his head and finished his drink . 

“The worst that could happen is she thinks I’m an absolute weirdo and never wants to talk to me again.” Spencer explained.

“That’s not going to happen.” Spencer rolled his eyes and shook his head. 

“I can’t risk losing her.” He insisted. Derek sighed and accepted that he was a lost cause, leaning back in his seat and changing the subject. 

~~~~

Spencer made his way back to the room a few hours later, saying a silent prayer to a God he didn’t believe in that she was already asleep. The light was off, so he clicked on the bathroom light so he could see but hopefully not wake her. 

“[Y/N]?” He called quietly into the dark. All he got in response was a small whimper. He thanked his lucky stars and made his way to the bathroom to get ready for bed. 

Once he was all cleaned up and in a pair of sweatpants and a tshirt, he made his way to climb into bed. Just as he swung the sheets off, he heard a low moan from the bed next to him. It stopped him in his tracks. He turned towards her bed, looking at her face for any signs of distress. Nightmares could be debilitating; he knew from experience. But her face was peaceful, beautifully restful. He stopped again for a different reason, taking in the way her face looked as she slept. 

Then it scrunched up as she let out another moan. His eyebrows furrowed, wanting to wake her in case she was having a bad dream, but not wanting to disturb her. He swallowed thickly. 

Another moan. This one was followed quickly by a quick, “Spencer!” He reeled, unsure where his name had come up. Was she dreaming about him? Was she having a nightmare about him? Or was she calling out for his help?

She let a long, drawn out, “Oh,” and rolled from her side onto her back. He took a step forward, planning to shake her awake from what was clearly a nightmare at this point. But suddenly, “Go on, lick me.” 

Spencer stopped with his hands out above her shoulders, inches from waking her. Lick me? He mouthed to himself. What could she possibly be dreaming about? 

“Fuck, Spencer, I’m gonna cum!” She exclaimed, rolling back on her side. And-oh my gosh. Spencer took three quick steps back, realizing far too late exactly what was happening. He was entirely unsure how to react. [Y/N]? Having a sex dream about him? It was unbelievable. On his third step back, he ran right into his bed, and lost his balance. 

He fell to the floor with a crash. 

Her eyes blinked open, and he didn’t have any time to get up or move at all, so her eyes met his immediately upon waking. “Spencer? What happened?” Her voice was tired from sleep.

Spencer blinked, and immediately panicked. He was never good at lying under pressure. “I-uh. You were having a, uhm, dream. And I thought, thought it was a nightmare so-” As he spoke, [Y/N]’s face got redder and redder, and she sat up in bed and placed her face in her hands. 

“Oh no, you didn’t hear anything, did you?” She asked cautiously, barely chancing a glance up at him. He swallowed tightly and nodded. “Fuck me!” She said, throwing her head back on the pillow. Her voice sent something through him, and all he wanted was to say Okay and kiss her. But Spencer knew one didn’t control their own subconscious. Just because she had a dream about him didn’t means she actually wanted it to happen. He scrambled to his feet and cleared his throat. 

Before he could say something, anything really, she was sitting up again with a groan, rubbing her hand over her face. “Well I guess now you know about my stupid crush.” 

“Your crush?” He asked. She looked at him incredulously. 

“You heard me moan your name in my sleep. Yes, obviously, my crush. On you.” She explained matter of factly. He stuttered, trying to allow his brain to process the amount of information he had just been given. It didn’t make sense to him. [Y/N] was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, not to mention one of the most confident. She carried herself with such authority he never thought she’d look twice in his direction. Clearly, she’d want some confident alpha male who could match her energy, not his insecure nervous self. But here she was, telling him point blank that she had a crush on him. 

He didn’t know what to do. While he was standing there, stuttering, trying to gather his thoughts, [Y/N] made her way out of her bed to stand in front of him. She was only wearing a tank top and a pair of small shorts, and he could barely keep himself from staring at her body. “I had no idea.” He finally settled on saying, and she let out a loud laugh. 

“Really? Profiler extraordinaire? No idea? Why do you think I cooked for you so many times?” She smiled at him while she said it, like she couldn’t quite believe he didn’t see it. 

“I thought you just wanted to be friends!” He exclaimed, running a hand through his hair. She seemed to deflate at this, her face falling and wringing her hands together. 

“I did! I do! But I was always open to...more. I just wanted to spend time with you.” She explained, sitting back on the edge of her bed and staring down at her hands. “But you clearly have no interest in that-” 

“No! No.” He corrected quickly, and then realized with a sudden clarity that since her confession he’d done nothing to imply he felt the same. She stared up at him at his exclamation, unsure what he meant. 

“No?” 

“No, you’re wrong, I do have interest in that. In more.” He explained, sitting next to her. He awkwardly reached for her hand, which she offered with a small smile. Lacing their fingers together, he looked her in the eye with purpose. “I also have a crush on you. I stayed out of the room tonight because I was trying to avoid, uhm. What happened to you. I thought that might happen to me.” 

She stared at their entwined hands, and then looked back at him. “Really?” 

“Yes, really.” He smiled at her, and her face brightened immediately. She turned completely towards him and pulled him in by the neck, pressing their foreheads together. Spencer let their noses rub together, both of them still beaming. 

“I’m going to kiss you now.” She whispered, her breath fanning over his lips as she said it. Before he could even nod, her lips pressed to his. It was magic. Her lips were soft and urgent, catching his bottom lip between them. Her hands pulled him closer to her by the neck, and he let his hands find her waist, urging her closer. She climbed into his lap with his guidance, and he let his tongue slip into her mouth as she did it. Her hands roamed into his hair, pushing it off his head and carding her fingers through it, causing him to moan. She giggled into his mouth. 

“You like having your hair played with, baby?” She asked, pulling away to watch his reaction as she tugged on his roots. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he let his hands drop to her ass. He squeezed and pulled her down onto him, letting his lips find her neck. She let out a loud groan as he sucked a mark into her pulse point, but she pushed him away with both hands on his cheeks. 

“Not above the collar,” She reminded. He smirked at the idea of everyone on the team knowing what they were doing. At everyone on the team knowing that she wanted to do this with him. 

“But what if I want people to know you’re mine.” He asked, pressing a quick kiss to her lips as he said it. She smiled at him. 

“I think you’ve got this whole thing wrong then.” 

He furrowed his brow at her, unsure what he could have possibly misunderstood. 

“You, Dr. Reid, are mine.” She said, and then pushed him down onto the bed. He stared up at her perched on his lap, and let his hands roam her body. Now that he had free reign to touch, he never wanted to stop. She sighed and ran her hands down his chest, going to the bottom of his shirt and pulling it off of him. Her hands lit fires under his skin, as he gripped her by the hips and rolled his hardness into her. She chuckled at him. 

“Hard already, baby?” She teased. He moaned and threw his head back as she rotated her hips on him. “Use your words.” She ordered, gripping his face to make him look at her. 

“Yes, miss.” He answered on instinct. He immediately froze up, trying to take back the honorific when they had never discussed anything like that. It just slipped out, his little experience with being a submissive taking over because of [Y/N]’s naturally dominant role. But her eyes lit up, and she simply smirked at him. 

“Good boy.” She whispered, and pressed down hard with her hips. 

He came in his pants. 

With a loud groan and a thrust upward, he shot into his sweatpants. She chuckled as he shuddered through his orgasm, and leaned down to kiss him. As soon as he came down from the high, embarrassment overtook him. He had a chance with his dream girl, and he literally blew it not five minutes in. Because she called him a Good boy. He brought his hands up to cover his face, but she caught his wrists before he could reach. He closed his eyes and turned his face away, not ready for the ridicule that was sure to follow.

“Awh, did I make you cum?” She rolled her hips a few times, and he hissed at the oversensitivity.  “That’s so hot.” 

“W-What?” He asked, turning back towards her slowly. She was beaming at him. 

“You were so overwhelmed with me that you came so quick, what’s not hot about that?” She said, stroking his cheek. “The cutest boy, all worked up, just for me.” 

He blushed again, and swallowed as he smiled back at her. “But what about you?” 

“What about me?” She asked. His hands danced along her sides, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through her shirt. 

“Wanna make you feel good.” He said while she gasped. 

“What’s stopping you?” She asked with a smirk. He surged upwards and began kissing her again, only stopping to finally rip her shirt off of her and get his hands on her bare breasts. Her hands found his hair again and tugged on the strands, causing their mouths to break apart as he panted. 

“Wanna taste you.” He requested. She moaned and pulled him into another kiss, guiding his hands to touch her under her shorts. His fingers trailed through her wetness, and she moaned against his lips. Then he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them, while her eyes watched through hooded lids. He moaned around his fingers, the taste of her so intoxicating he wanted more of it.  

“You’re so fucking hot. Such a good, good boy.” She whispered, stroking his hair. Then she crawled off his lap and laid out on the bed next to him. He turned to watch her as she shimmied off her shorts. Her eyes fell to where he was still sucking on his fingers. She gestured him over to her, and he quickly crawled between her legs. She nodded towards him. “Go on then, taste me.” 

He dove in tongue first, with broad licks up and down her pussy. Her hands immediately laced through his hair, pulling him closer to her. His tongue traced from her hole to her clit. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her in, letting his lips latch onto her clit and sucking. Flicking the tip of it with his tongue, she moaned and threw her head back on the pillows. 

“Oh!” She cried, and it sounded just like when she was having the dream earlier. Spencer had a quick thought about making her dreams come true,  but brushed it to the side as idealized thinking. Then she lifted his head off of her and looked straight into his eyes. “Go on, lick me.” 

Whether she remembered her dream or not, she was clearly living out her fantasy. He lolled his tongue out of his mouth and leisurely licked over her pussy, his tongue flat and wide. She canted her hips up towards him, and he let his tongue form rapid circles around her clit. Her moans fueled his motions, and he moved one of his hands down to pressed two fingers into her. 

She whined as he entered her, and let out a quick “Spencer!” He curled his fingers while sucking on her clit again, and her thighs began to clench around his head. He found the right spot inside her by listening to her moans, and then focused all his attention there while flicking his tongue against her clit. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” She cried, tugging on his hair. He kept doing everything exactly the same, pushing her over the edge with a loud shout. He kept up his ministrations until she pushed him off from the oversensitivity. She let out a loud sigh as he pulled off, and her hands went up to clutch at her own hair for a change. Staring up at the ceiling, she let a grin cross her face as a few aftershocks rolled through her. He admired her as she came down from her high, and then moved to the bathroom to wash his hands and get a rag to clean her up. 

When he came back he went to wipe her down, but she took the rag from him. “Sit. I get to take care of you, now.” She wiped herself down and then kneeled in front of him. She pulled down his sweatpants, which stuck a little to his cock which was hard again. Smirking up at him, she began wiping him down while he hissed, the gentle touches not enough for him. Suddenly her hot mouth wrapped around his head, and he groaned out. She made quick work of him, throwing her all into the blowjob from the start, taking him as deep as possible over and over. His hands clenched in the sheets as he came for a second time, this time down her throat. 

She swallowed as he watched in awe, and then wiped down his softening cock and stood up. Silently, she made her way to the bathroom and got rid of the dirty towel. 

When she came back Spencer was still sitting on the edge of the bed. He smiled up at her and reached out a hand, which she took gladly letting him pull her in for a hug, with her standing between his knees. 

“I really like you, you know.” He said, his chin resting between her breasts as he stared up at her. 

“I know. I really like you too.” 

“Would you like to get dinner with me, when the case is over?” 

“As long as we can keep doing what we just did before then, absolutely.” She said with raised eyebrows. He let out a laugh which made her smile, and he pressed a kiss to her chest. 

“Of course.” 

“You can make my other dreams come true.” She smirked. 

“I’d love to.” 

~~~~

When they walked into the precinct the next morning, [Y/N] was wearing a scarf, despite the hot Texas heat. She hadn’t quite caught Spencer in time, and he had in fact left a mark. Of course the whole team noticed.

“Oi, Pretty Boy, was [Y/N] in your room last night?” Derek asked at the coffee station. Luckily Spencer was facing away from him, so Derek didn’t see how his immediate reaction was to blanche at the memories from the night before. He gathered himself quickly.

“Yes, of course, why?” He asked as he turned around, stirring his coffee. Derek’s attention was on [Y/N], who was talking to an officer on the other side of the precinct.

“That scarf is only there to hide something, I think our lovely lady might’ve got some last night.” Derek said with a smirk. “Don’t let it break your heart, you still have a chance!” He turned to Spencer and clapped him on the shoulder, who was blushing intensely at the tease. [Y/N] had, in fact, ‘got some’, and he was the some she got with. Derek noticed he was off. 

“C’mon, I’m just teasing. She probably didn’t get a chance to-” While he was talking, Spencer caught [Y/N]’s eye from across the room. She smirked at him and waved, and he smiled and waved back. Derek cut himself off when he saw Spencer’s wave, turning to see just as [Y/N]’s face turned back to the officer she was talking to. “Oh my god. You crazy man, you actually did it!” Derek exclaimed, shaking Spencer. 

Spencer spluttered, shaking his head. “N-No, it’s not like that, I-” 

“I don’t need all the details, I just need to know it happened. Because it did happen, didn’t it?” He asked, trying to look Spencer in the eye, but the latter was aggressively avoiding eye contact. Spencer pursed his lips to try and contain his smile as he nodded. “My man!” Derek exclaimed, pulling him into a hug. 

Spencer caught [Y/N]’s eye again over Derek’s shoulder, and the smile she gave him made him smile right back. 

They had dreams to realize tonight.

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They get hit by a quirk that makes them live their greatest fear headcanons

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Mirio Togata, Shota Aizawa x GenderNeutral!Reader

Warnings: Angst (Fluff ending), cursing, mentions of cheating, mentions of death, vague mentions of PTSD (Bakugou)

Part 2: Hawks

Izuku Midoriya

He’s a nuisance to you

Izuku was running out of the dorms to get to class, but on his way there he bumped into another student

Izuku saw the world go dark, but to the student he froze for a moment with a glazed look in his eyes

The kid mumbled to himself, “oh shit,” and ran off, realizing what he’d done

Izuku’s sight came back, but the world seemed to be stuck in an eternal night

He looked around confused since he thought it was morning, but when he looked in front of him again, you were there with your back turned

“(Y/n)? When did you get here?” He reached a hand out to grab your attention

But when his palm touched your shoulder you recoiled from his touch and walked forward a couple steps, fists at your sides

“Y/n?” He squeaked out, worried that he upset you

“Just shut up!” You spun around with a look of annoyance on your face

“W-what-”

“You’re so goddamn annoying!” You yelled at him

“I-I-” Izuku wanted to defend himself, but he was in such a state of shock from your outburst

“You talk too much, you mumble all the time, you obsess over All Might like he’s some god!” You started to rant as you took threatening steps towards him

He stumbled back when you got close to him, tears welling up in his eyes as you got dangerously close to his face

“And the crying! You’re such a cry baby! It’s so weak- you’re so weak!”

That was all it took as the tears fell down his face as he sobbed from your cruel words

“That’s right! Cry! Because that’s all you know how to do!” You yelled down at him as he fell to the ground on his knees

He was hunched over, sobbing out apologizes, and begging you to stop

“Tch, you’re not even worth it, I don’t wanna date a loser like you.” You crouched and glared down at him

“N-no, please! I-I’ll be better! I-I’ll change!” He wailed and begged as he looked into your cold gaze

“Izuku,” you growled out and placed your hands on his shoulders

You shook him as he continued to cry

“Izuku!” 

He closed his eyes at the hateful tone in your voice and bawled. “S-stop! I-I-I’m sorry!” He held his face in his hands

“Izuku!” Your tone changed drastically. It was filled with care and worry

His head jerked up at the change and noticed how bright it was, it was morning again

He brought his tearful gaze to look at you and the expression on your face was different

Your brows were knitted in worry and your eyes were glossy as tears brimmed at the edges from seeing him cry

“Izuku, what happened?” You brought your hands up to his cheeks to wipe away the tears

He hiccuped, still fearful that this was all some trick so you could yell at him again “I-I’m sorry!” he wailed as he tried to pry away from your touch

“Why are you sorry? You haven’t done anything!” You fretted

Izuku’s eyes held confusion in them as he stared at you. “W-what?”

“I came out here and saw you crying on the ground,” You explained

He could feel how different this was and could see how genuinely worried you looked

Izuku sniffled as he rested his hands over yours, finally finding some peace. “I-it was dark and you were there-” he hiccuped once, “a-and you were saying these things about m-me and-and-and-” he cut himself off as he sobbed again at the memory

You brought him in for a tight hug as he cried into your shirt while you rubbed his back soothingly

“Whatever it was, it wasn’t real, and that wasn’t me,” you confirmed and gave him a squeeze

He eventually stopped crying and pulled away to wipe his messy face

Then, he explained in full detail of what happened and got choked up whenever he repeated the awful words you said

You stared at him in worry of why he would have a hallucination like that, did he really think that you would think that of him?

“Do you remember anything before that?” You asked gently as you placed a hand on his shoulder to steady him

“I-I ran into another student,” he explained, “that’s when it started,”

“Maybe it was some type of fear quirk?” You guessed

“M-maybe...” He sniffled one last time before getting up and then offered a hand to help you up

When you both stood, you pulled him in another tight hug and he returned it this time, squeezing you tight

“I’ve never thought those things of you, Izu,” his heart warmed at the nickname. “I love how passionate you are when you speak, I think it’s adorable when you mumble to yourself, and I admire how much you look up to All Might!” You replaced the terrible phrases fake you said with kinder ones, all the while you placed kisses all over his face which brought a smile to it

“I love you, Izu, don’t you ever doubt that.” You ended with a kiss on his lips

Katsuki Bakugou

You stop loving him

Katsuki was heading back to his dorm when some extra bumped into him

His vision went black before he barked at the kid

“Hey, watch it, extra-” He turned to glare at the kid, but saw he wasn’t there, instead it was night which confused the hell out of him

He knew it was late, but didn’t expect it to be dark already

He quickly made his way into the dorm, fearing it was another villain attack

When he walked in he didn’t see anyone lounging in the common room like usual

It was also eerily quiet, which only worsened his fear, but of course he didn’t let it show

He took one last quizzical look around before trudging up the stairs to his room

He sighed as he closed the door, happy to be in a relatively safe area

He made his way to the bathroom to ready himself for bed and when he walked back out he saw you sitting on his bed

“When’d you get in, dumbass?” He said in a normal tone

“We need to talk,” was all you said, your gaze directed to your hands that sat in your lap

“About what?” He chided as he walked over to his closet to change, thinking that whatever it was it wasn’t worth getting upset about

“I’m breaking up with you.”

Katsuki froze as his eyes widened 

He watched as you lifted your head to look at him

Your expression was neutral, it held no remorse or sorrow for the words you said

It felt like a golf ball was stuck in his throat as he stared at you, but he managed to growl out, “what the hell do you mean you’re breaking up with me?”

“I don’t wanna be with you anymore.”

“Why the hell not?!” He raised his voice, getting angry now at your lack of explanation. “If you’re gonna break it off, you at least owe me a damn reason!”

“I don’t owe you anything.” You sneered, the first look of emotion you gave him tonight

His aura was threatening as he walked over to tower over you

“You’re not going anywhere until you tell me why.” He growled lowly, intimidating you, but you look unphased, you just scowled at him

You stood up, making him take a few steps back as you glared at him. “You can’t make me do shit.”

You turned from him to walk out, but he wrapped his arms around your torso and trapped your arms in the embrace as well

“Let me go!” You yelled as you kicked your legs

“NOT UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHY, DUMBASS!” He yelled back

He couldn’t believe you were acting this way, he didn’t believe anything you said. Were you putting up an act because someone threatened you? Did the villains threaten your life and his if you didn’t cut yourself off from him?

“BECAUSE I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE!” 

Katsuki felt a harsh pull on his heart and released you as he fell back onto his rear

You didn’t love him?

You turned on your heels and glared down at him. “I hate you!” You dug the nail in harder. “I hate how you yell! I hate how the only emotion you know is anger! I hate everything about you!”

His lip quivered at hearing those words. He knew he was rougher than most, but you always reassured him that you knew him well enough to see past it

“Y-you don’t mean that,” he tried to sound like he believed those words, but from the way his voice wavered proved otherwise

“I do.” You crossed your arms as you continued to glare down at him. “It’s like you don’t even love me and I‘m tired of it!” You turned away and grabbed the door handle, turning it to open

“NO!” He reached his hand out before roughly slamming his forehead on the ground in a bow. “I’ll change! I promise! I’ll be a better boyfriend!” He begged as tears welled in his eyes. “I’ll stop yelling! I’ll make you food everyday! I’ll start holding your hand on the way to class! I’ll kiss you more! Just please don’t leave me!” He wailed as the tears flowed down his face and onto the floor

“Suki?” You said quietly

He jerked his head up at hearing his nickname, making him hopeful that you believed the promises he made

He noticed your confused expression and mirrored it as he took in how different his surroundings looked

The room had an orange hue to it now and was no longer dark, he turned his head to look out the balcony and saw that the sun was starting to set

He jerked his head back around at feeling your hands against his face, wiping away his tears

“Suki, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” You said worriedly, having never seen him cry before

He just stared at you with a stunned expression before more tears fell as he remembered his vows

“Please don’t leave me!” He begged as he gripped your shoulders tight

“Why would I leave you? Did you kill someone? I can help you hide the body,” You jested to ease the tension as you kept wiping away his tears

But his lip still quivered as he stared at you with pleading eyes. The air felt different now, it felt like something changed and he gingerly placed his hands on your cheeks

“Do you still love me?” His voice cracked

You stared at him with concern before giving him a firm look. “Of course I love you, I never stopped!”

He let out a sigh of relief and pulled you into his lap for a tight hug

He surmised in his head that everything he saw was fake and the (Y/n) in front of him was the real you

His heart slowed down and he felt calm finally as he let out another sigh

“So, what was that about?” You asked, tilting your head up at him

“I’ll tell you later, I just wanna hold you right now,” he pressed his cheek against the top of your head and gave you a firm squeeze

A few moments of silence went by before you spoke again

“Will you really make me food everyday?” You teased

“Tch,” he scoffed at your question, but remained in the same position, only holding you tighter. “Of course I will, dumbass.”

Mirio Togata

He couldn’t save you

Mirio had a smile on his face as he walked down the hallway to meet you at your class

But as he turned a corner, someone bumped into him

He froze for a second as his mind went blank before finally speaking

“Oops, sorry, I should watch where I’m going,” he laughed, but then realized no one was there

And then looked around more to see all the students had disappeared

The lights were out too, so the setting was dark and creepy to him

His first thought was to go check on you to see if you were safe, but felt himself be held back

He turned his head around to find the culprit and saw Overhaul gripping his arm

Mirio’s blood ran cold at seeing the villain was loose

He threw a punch at him and he fell back onto the floor

Mirio took this chance to run before being stopped again by another Overhaul in front of him, his hands pushed against his chest to stop him from continuing forward

Mirio pushed him back and he fell to the floor too like the other

He turned around to take a different direction to your class before he saw your body laying in the middle of the hallway

With blood around it

You were facing away from him, so he couldn’t see your face, but he noticed you weren’t breathing

His heartrate sped up at the possibility of you being dead and as he took a single step forward, Overhaul morphed from a shadow to hover over your form

Mirio didn’t know how he was doing all this, but all he could think about was saving you

He ran at the villain as he shouted. “You bastard!” 

He punched him once again and he flew across the hall lying on the floor like the other one

Mirio knelt beside your form and gingerly picked you up

Tears welled in his eyes as he saw how lifeless your eyes were, a trail of blood left your lips

Your body was cold against his warm hands and he hated it

He wasn’t thinking rationally as he held you close to warm you back up

“Y/n...” He croaked out, the tears falling down his face now

“Y-you can’t be dead.” His shoulders shook as he held your head against his neck. “You can’t be dead!” He shouted

His eyes closed as he cried into your neck while he squished your body against him

“I failed,” he sobbed. “I couldn’t save you.” 

“Mirio...” he heard your voice speak against his ear

“(Y/n)!” He gasped in shock and opened his eyes

He quickly noticed how your body disappeared and it was bright again

Mirio looked up and saw you crouched in front of him with your hands on his shoulders, a concerned look on your face. “Miri, are you okay?”

He let out a broken sob as he wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you into him. “You’re alive!” He wailed

“Of course, I am, it was just some quirk, none of it was real!” You explained and hugged him back

Mirio looked around the hallway, trying to find the multiple Overhauls, but instead saw students circling around him, they had scared looks on their faces and he noticed a student being helped up from the ground with blood coming out of his nose. Another student had a bruise forming on his face

“D-did I do that?” He stuttered out as he pulled back to look at you

“I just got here, but from what everyone’s telling me, yeah,” You answered

“Oh,” he looked down. “Sorry.”

“Hey, don’t apologize, it was some weird fear quirk, you were just seeing things,” You pulled away from him to help him up. “Let’s just go back to your dorm, we can cuddle and talk about it if you want,”

You wrapped an arm around his and rested your other hand against his forearm, leaning into him reassuringly

He sniffled one last time and smiled. “Yeah, I’d like that,” he leaned over and kissed you deeply

Shota Aizawa

You’re cheating on him

Aizawa struggled with the door knob as he jammed the keys inside, wanting to just fall onto your lap and sleep

He had bumped into someone on his way home and the mood around him shifted

Everything felt darker than usual, especially with it already being night

He pushed open the door finally and stumbled when his foot caught on something

It was a boot

Not one of his

And not one of yours

He looked closer and saw a similar boot nearby and then noticed clothes strewn across the floor that led to the bedroom

He recognized a few items as yours, but the other stuff didn’t look like anything you’d wear, they looked too big for you

Aizawa felt a heavy pit in the bottom of his stomach, he felt sick as he thought more on the extra clothes

It clicked in his head that you were cheating on him

He felt rage as he slammed the door shut, the noise surely woke you and your side piece

He stomped his way to your bedroom and swung the door open

He only saw you lying in bed, but more clothes were every where, and none of them were his

A pain surged through his heart seeing these foreign clothes

“Shota?” He heard your voice from your shared bed

Your head rose and you gave him a tired look

The anger he felt washed away once he saw you. No matter how angry he got he could never be mad at you

“Why’d you do it?” His hair covered his eyes

“What?” You said groggily, still trying to process waking up

“Am I not enough?” He asked

“What’re you talking about?” You sat up more more as you stared at him, the blanket fell slightly, and he saw that you weren’t wearing a top

His lip twitched in annoyance. “Could you not act like I don’t see the clothes everywhere?”

“Can’t believe the dumbass left his clothes,” you chided, mostly to yourself as you tried to keep the blanket up to cover your top half

Okay, now it really hurt that you acknowledged it

His hands balled into fists at his sides as he glared at the floor

“Why?” he walked closer to you

“You’re never here,” You answered and scowled at the wall in front of you as you leaned against the headboard, crossing your arms

Now that he was closer, he saw the hickies that littered your neck and collarbone

Another pain flashed in his heart at seeing someone else had marked you

“You knew what my schedule was like before we dated,” he gritted his teeth. “You said you didn’t care, as long as I came home to you.”

“Yeah, well, I changed my mind, I have a right to do that,” You grumbled back, still not looking at him

“So, you don’t want to be with me anymore?” He finally asked

“I don’t want to be with you anymore.” You confirmed

Aizawa fell to his knees in defeat

Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared blankly at the floor

“I’m sorry,” his voice cracked slightly

“Shota?” You questioned in a light and airy tone, a tone you used often with him to put him at ease

He lifted his head to look at you and saw you standing above him

You were wearing pajamas, the love bites on your neck were gone, and you had a look of concern on your face

He felt the air change again, he could breath easier now, he noticed, and seeing you in clothes and unmarked brought some hope to him that you were still his

He also noticed that all the clothes disappeared, the floor was clean

“Shota?” You spoke again and sat in front of him, holding his hands. “Can you hear me?”

He stared at you confused. “Of course I can hear you,”

You let out a sigh of relief and tackled him in a hug, causing both of you to fall over

“I was so worried! I kept talking to you, but it’s like you were having some one-sided conversation!” You hugged him tight and pressed your face into his neck

“So none of that happened?” He said aloud

What happened? What did you see?” You raised your head to look down at him

“I thought you were cheating on me,” he said and brushed his hand near your neck. “You had hickies all over you.”

“I would never cheat on you!” You shook him slightly as you were insulted at the thought

“I know, I know,” he put his hand over yours to reassure you. “I know you wouldn’t, I just have doubts about myself sometimes and I feel like you have them too.”

“Never!” You shook your head and pressed a kiss to his lips to which he gladly returned. “I love you, Shota, and I don’t care about your schedule,” you wrapped your arms around him again, “just keep coming home to me.” 

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Pairings : →ot7 x reader, poly!BTS x reader

Genre : → vampireau, yandere!au, age gap, gore, obsessive behavior, ddlg/caregiver, poly, fantasy, supernaturals

summary : It’s quite unusual to find a little baby on your doorstep, especially that their area was not of the poorest - you could say that a vampire town was efficient with money and snobby creatures. However over time the first idea of just giving back the little girl seems more and more radical and those moody vampires slowly start perceiving deeper feelings to human they even wanted to kill.

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notes ~ I did it!!! Omg im so happy I finished it, hopefully the next one are going to come sooner. The first chapters are going to be with a baby oc - im sorry if its boring, but after it we can start with the real plot, the things are gonna get dark. Hope that you will like it, and remeber to give me some feedback - im whore for a comments and ask and beside they motivate me very much

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Cries everywhere. Sobbing so loud that all the birds disappeared from their little birdhouse outside the window. And as funny the view was, a big ball of stress and nerves started collecting itself in the rather calm manor. Reason of all this mess was just one, so easy to notice.

“Jungkook!” Just like a ball of nerves now the big ball of dirty blankets and clothes hit the young vampire, making him stumble a little. Obvious disgust on his face with a piece of distaste on his tongue which just a second ago had been caused by the same thing he now fisted in his hands.

“You didn’t have to throw it at me!” Barked Jungkook staring at the broad shoulders of his oldest brother. Child now a little calmer, however still sobbing slightly, keeping the atmosphere at bay.

“You have brung the kid so you will hold the things he made. Be happy that I'm not forcing you to change the diaper instead.”

Disgust on all of their faces is now being something normal, having kids in the same room as them, definitely does not go well with hundred years old vampires. The only one without a gag reflex seems to be Seokjin, acting like a pro mother, just after her 3rd pregnancy with the next on the road. However all of them agreed with the statement that it was all but Jungkook's fault, which came with consequences for said boy.

Thus now sitting on the couch, five of the ramaing vampires, looked with a bored expression at the panicked and nearly vomiting jungkook. Youngest of them always had a soft stomach, never being the one to clean after disasters, forcing people to basically clean after him, and maybe that's why all of them felt such a satisfaction upon them while staring at the shitty situation.

Literally shitty.

Stumbling a little from the intense smell, Jungkook started to try getting rid of the used diaper in his hands, holding it with his fingers dingling it as far from his face as he could. Maybe the smelly object was not the only thing that should be named like a feces, knowing that a person who should just throw the diaper away, purposefully walked closer than intended to a couch with older vampires, stumbling not that accidentally and making the thing in his hand fly straight to a lap of a reading Namjoon.

A moment of silence, only lasting for a short second. Namjoon was never the one to shout or get mad, rather prefering to act calm and well put together, believing in a peace making and solutions not requiring usage of violence but when the heavy baggage on his lap suddenly started to warm his lap, he completely crushed his persona as well as book in his hands.

“Ups...hehe.” Jungkook laughed awkwardly, knowing well his fate. Doe eyes looked at the tall man, standing a little farther than him, just behind the couch. Jaw tightened so were the hands, keeping the last strings of calmness that were floating on very dangerous water.

“Listen, before you actually do something think of the time when you destroyed my ps4 and

I did not even complain.” Hands just before him similar to the way you would to with a wild animal, and in Jungkook's opinion, it was not that far from the truth, observing how Namjoons jaws nearly crushed from the tension.

“Okay okay, we all need to calm down, It was just an accident.” Cut in red head, standing in the middle of the war zone. It was stupid idea, definetly not the brightes of the sunny vampire, even if it came from the good intentions. Hoseok, just like an innocent child that got stuck in a big people argument, was the one that got hurt in the end.

And everybody knew that when Hoseok gets mad it's the extremity that anyone in this room is scared to experience once again. There is silent agreement between the rest of the brothers that was made after one of Hoseok's outburst, promising that no matter what the devil can’t come out.

The apple of discord laying now upon redhead’s feet, innocent like a little kitten that just waits to be petted, but in this case it wasn neither a fluffy ball of fur and definitely not something that should be touched.

Silence so loud, banging in their ears with an uneven breath. Second after second, rest that were not included in the middle, counted sitting on their heels with nerve wracking feelings.They stared as Hoseok’s shoulders rose and went down with each puff of air from his flared nostrils, neither of them dared to move, preferring to stay in a safe zone.

Just as red headed one wanted to take his first kill, a loud laugh echoed in a room, coming from a little child in Seokjin's arms, that probably just came back from being cleaned up. A fresh smile on its face, eyes sparkly looking straight at the scene.

“What are you doing, idiots?” Asked Seokjin, a visible vein on his forehead, sticking out under his free hand that now pinched a bridge of his nose. His eyes catching a glimpse of the used diaper, right on his favorite carpet. “You had one thing to do, one thing Jungkook.”

“It was an accident I swear on my ps4!” He tried explaining, shaking his arms. Seokjin saw to much lived too long to believe it, everybody knew it but even than they acted like bunch of idiots when something like this happen.

“Namjoon destroyed it, you said it yourself.” Spoke Jimin, sitting on a couch with a happy smile, pleased with himself. Younger's head immediately halted in his way, a look of betrayal on his face.

“You midge…”

“I don’t care, just clean it up, in the meantime me with the little snack are going to cook something, right my little cutie?” Cuted the older while caressing the child in his arms, turning his voice in a baby one. And just like this the scene came to the same point, the only difference was that neither Namjoon or Hoseok were in the room, probably running away as fast as Sekojins came.

Jungkook sighed, squatting down to take care of the said thing. Again the disgust and a feeling of nausea hitted him with a side giggles of his blonde haired brother.

Going into the kitchen he spotted the child that looked at him as soon as he appeared. Little smile and sweet laugh, making him soft and mushy for a while.

“I hope you know that you gave us a big problem with bringing a human child there.” Seokjin spoke, not looking from a cutting board, himself to immersed in said action

Jungkook knew, earlier thinking of it like a mere action, something that they can get rid of as fast as a lollipop wrapper. But it was not, and now looking at the kid, he realized how his careless behaviour could weigh down not only on his family but the whole society of vampires.

“I’m-”

“Don’t just apologize, we need to take care of it as fast as we can, in the meantime doing everything to not harm it. If someone finds out it’s going to be a bigger problem, probably even straining the relationship with human - and that’s something we do not want.” Cuted older, in the end turning around pointing the sharp knife on Jungkook.

It was true, the delicate stattlement between those two societies is still new, fresh and hot, ready to burn anyone's fingers, anyones who is to carless. The today is a better world, something that all of the brothers know, remembering dark times - some of them being not older than mere hatchling then. World was a dangerous place to live in, vampires hunting humans, humans hunting vampires, a competition that never got settled, and they hope it never will.

“Try feeding it and come to the living room after you are done. We will discuss the next actions - good luck.” A little wink at the end, Seokjin wiped his hands off on the way patting the younger's back, harder than normally.

“Wait what?! You are not being serious right now, right?” Asked confused Jungkook, fastly turning around to an already disappearing figure. Cold sweat on his body as he looked at the smooth face of the older, that defended a flying kiss to his shocked self. “Why can’t you do it?”

“I can. But the human seems to take a liking to you.” And how absurd it sounded, the baby really looked at Jungkook like some god, sparkly eyes always following his bigger figure.

“Seokjin! Don’t leave me please, I can’t do it.”He whined, looking for the said man, to his luck he was nowhere to be found. It was going to be alright - he tried to believe in those words now clutching baby spoon, that he was sure they did not have, and a mashed food, looking more like dog food than actual meal.

His Eyes staring right into the sparkly and to obnoxious happy, making him even more irritated. In the end, Jungkook hated little children, being and acting like one himself

Little hands stretching towards him with a toothless smile on the side, getting bigger as Jungkook came closer. That was it, taking a big breath he come to the other side of the table - almost touching the stool where the human sat. Ready and determined to get the task done, treating it similar to a quest in the game, he took the little spoon with some of the smashed food, and started to get closer to the child's mouth.

And as the brothers again started to live their normal life, thinking that at least for now, everything is settled, a very obvious squeal shook the while house.

“HYUNG!...IT WANTS TO TOUCH ME! GET IT AWAY, GET IT AWAY!”

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All of them now sitting on the couches and armchairs, taking nearly all of the space. Some of the observing the crawling baby with prominent couriousty some of them with disgust even fear, not knowing what future the baby will bring.

Namjoon although feeling the little distaste, knew or better had a plan with what to do.

Smile on his lips not reaching his eyes, however stumbling on the way of eye contact with some of his brothers.

“Okay so, definitely we need to do something with...this.” Said Jimin, look on his face full of distress and disgust resting on the child, that as if it knew of Jimin’s attention looked back full of giggles and reaching hands.

“That is obvious, we can’t keep human child.” Barked Yoongi, the one which rather prefered to stay quiet in those metters.

“Jungkook should take care of it, It’s not my fault he is to stupid to not question a left human on a doorstep.” Smug smile now on Jimin's face, as he gave the side glance to the said male, happy with triggering the younger temper.

“As If you woul…”

“Okay we get it Jimin, it was Jungkook's fault, but still it can affect us all, so try to be at least a little bit helpful or shut up” Interrupted Seokjin staring at both of them in turn. The oldest obviously tired of all of the drama, massaging his scalp, to relieve the tension a little. “Let's start one by one, any ideas?”

Silence, a loud silence throwing the tension to the already burning fire. Seokjin's vein once again appeared on his forehead, making Jungkook nearly knock from a terrifying sight of it. It was pulsating, green and bumpy.

“Maybe let’s put it back?” Asked the quiet voice, Sekojin ready to snap at the stupid idea thinking that some of the youngers don’t know limit of the unfunny jokes, only to find innocent eyes of Hoseok.

“That’s … well that is AN option, thank you Hoseok - keep it up. Any other ideas?” Seokjin’s hands molded into a thump, giving the tired smile to Hoseok, knowing of his still busing nerves.

“Why are we even trying so hard, throw it away i say.” Jimin mumbled while staring at the little child going his way, quickly putting his feet on the couch, scared of a chance of being touched by the human.

Tired sight left mouth of the olders, his vein fading a little - to Jungkook luck, and his hands now clenching his blonde lock. He was helpless, disappointed in his brother's ideas and intelligence. He was sure that, that was indeed an end, his family will be arrested for keeping human, and vampires are going to lose a peace they fighted for.

Everything because Jungkook wanted to take unfamiliar child to their house.

“What about the orphanage that opened like one month ago, can’t we just leave it there?” Cuted Namjoon, making everyone snap their head. Seokjin nearly crying, wanting to kiss his brother as much as choke him for his slow process of thinking.

“Couldn’t you say earlier?!