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slvthrs · 1 year ago

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SWEET REVENGE AND GUITAR STRINGS | vinnie hacker

--- MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD ---

your ex-boyfriend decided to cheat on you- the sane course of action was sleeping with his enemy

ROCKSTAR!VINNIE X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, praise n degradation kink, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), dressing room sex, slight violence and blood, blood kink if u squint

word count: 2.2k <3

Wrath.

Not even anger or rage- it was pure fucking red wrath. Your boyfriend of 2 years was cheating on you. He had the fucking audacity to cheat on you, and try to hide it.

God did you want to kill him.

Your bestfriend Elle had sent you a video of him making out with some rando chick at a party and then taking her into a room to obviously have sex. You weren’t even sad, you just wanted to hurt him.

It was 3 days after you found out your boyfriend was cheating on you and the wrath hadn’t gone away. You’ve been ignoring every text, every message, every call- he was going to be so pissed. You were doing a pretty good job of not running into him but today he had a gig and you would have to end up going.

You and Elle were sitting on your bed in your underwear and bra eating a huge assortment of candy and snacks while re-watching Sex Education.

“Wait have you confronted Theo about cheating on you yet” Elle asked with a lollipop between her lips

You groaned you wanted to but every time you thought about it all you could do was want to punch him “I wanted to trust me but I just wanna hurt him y’know I don’t need his half-assed apology”

“Wait so why don’t you just ditch his gig” Elle inquired

“I would but imagine your girlfriend just ditches you with an explanation because remember he doesn’t know I know he cheated on me” You threw your head back- it was gonna be really hard to get him back

“Hmm does he have like y’know enemies that you can y’know… fuck” Elle suggested

“Elle we’re not in a wattpad fan-fic, Theo doesn’t have enemies per say” You rolled your eyes… but he did have someone who pissed him off to no end

You shot up with a plan in mind, “But he does have someone he kinda hates” You said while you carding through your closet trying to find an outfit

“Oooh who” Elle sat up like a curious dog

“Vinnie” The name was met with a huff from Elle

Vincent Cole Hacker, lead guitarist and singer of his band and adored by girls all over the country.

His killer style mixed with his rough hair and piercings accompanied with the rings he adorned on each hand which trailed across his guitar with so much purpose you couldn’t help but think what else they could do.

The same Vinnie Theo hated, and the same Vinnie who could never take his eyes off you.

“Babe you're super hot but I’ve legit never seen Vinnie without his army of girls following him, are you sure he’s the one?” Elle probes and she's right Vinnie’s a chick magnet, you’d be lucky to find him alone, but Elle was also right about the fact you were hot, the way your hair sat, framing your face and the way you would bite your fingers, and look up at guys, batting your eyelashes and giggling- toying with their feelings- you had boys begging for you.

But Vinnie was the one you wanted.

“I know, I know, but I have a plan trust me”

You didn’t have a plan

All you knew was that Vinnie stared at you for far too long to be considered platonic, and no sane guy would give up a chance to hook up with you.

After about 2 hours, you and Elle were ready. She was wearing a denim skirt with a pink tank top and pink converse adorned with little accessories, while you were wearing a black cropped top with Dominic Fike embroidered on without a bra so you could see your nipples poking through the fabric. Paired with a black mini-skirt and pantyhose which looked like it was attacked by an army of cats and a pair of platforms with some other accessories here and there- you looked enchanting.

The pair of you got there around 30 minutes later and broke off, with Elle waking to the bar to get some drinks and you trying to find your cheating ass boyfriend.

The bass of all the people walking around made you want to turn on your heel and walk away. You had endured it for the sake of your boyfriend but now the air was filled with venom rather than admiration.

“There she is, hi baby” It sounded so goddamn awful coming from your boyfriends mouth but you had to play the part of the oblivious girlfriend for a little longer

“Hi Theo” You say with the only respect you have for him left and kiss his cheek

As he continues his conversation with his bandmates you zone out and look around while drinking some fruity drink his bandmates gave you. As you looked around you caught the addictive eyes of your target, Vinnie, and unsurprisingly he was checking you out, who wouldn't tbh.

As your staring competition played out you were quickly brought back to reality by your boyfriend telling you they were about to go on stage.

“Hey babe can I talk to you for a sec?” You asked and he went along with it, presumably thinking he was about to get some last minute action.

“Yeah baby, what do you want?” He asked, so fucking oblivious to what was about to happen.

“Who the fuck is this chick your making out with in this video” You said while playing out the video on your phone.

His mouth hung agape, this cunt thought he could have the audacity to be shocked.

“B-babe I don’t know what that is, I-I’m pretty sure I was like sure drunk” Seriously, the ‘I was drunk’ excuse?

He can do better than that.

“Are you fucking serious, I’ve been drunk plenty of times and I’ve never fucking cheated on you” Every gross and terrible emotion was bubbling up from inside you as you were about to overflow

“I-it doesn’t even matter I just kissed her your fucking overreacting!” Overreacting, this fucking bitch thinks I’m over reacting

With gritted teeth you said “Oh I’m overreacting? I’m fucking overreacting, well you wanna see overreacting?”

You didn’t even register what your body was doing before,

SNAP!

Fuck, your hand made contact with his face and there was a stream of red trickling down his nose while your knuckles were bruising up.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH” He yelled pushing you up against the wall, while his blood spilled on to your chest

On any other day you wouldn’t have been able to push him off but with the immense amount of rage mixed with adrenaline you were feeling you pushed him to the ground, with your head spinning you ran off into another room trying to catch your breath.

As you finally stood up from your hunched over position and walked over to the mirror in the room- shit my shirt has blood on it, I look like I killed someone

You try to get some tissues to take the blood off but it’s no use the blood is congealed and staining your white shirt so you grab a closed water bottle and try to figure out what dressing room you're in.

You hand slides across a red leather couch with stains and find a stack of polaroids.

As you shuffled through them you see a drummer and bassists clearly drunk and passed out on a sofa, in another one you can see a brunette making a face and flipping off the camera, and in the final one its a group photo 4 boys playing a song in front of a smaller audience- in the photo you spot a particular face- Vinnie.

And as fate has been so kind the tall blonde walks into the room as if on cue, “Oh shit, what are you doing here?”

But before you you can answer his eyes widen and he walks towards you, “Fuck are you okay” He says with knitted eyebrows as his hand hesitantly swiping the blood of your shirt.

“Yeah, it's not my blood” You say with a smile as you try to reassure him, but which only leads him to look at you, even wider eyed.

“It’s Theo’s” You continue as you sit down on the red sofa, “He kinda cheated on me so y’know he deserved it”

You play with your hands in your lap as you look up at Vinnie who's now sitting next to you with an unreadable expression.

“Well he fucking deserved it then” He says breaking the silence as you look up to meet his gaze, “If you we’re my girl, I’d cut my balls of before cheating on you”

You let out an obnoxious laugh while he follows you, “I’m serious though I would never do that, your to fucking hot for that.”

“Yeah yeah” You breathe out as you tip your head back on the sofa as you let Vinnie’s eyes rake over your body, huffing your chest so your tits press against your shirt, watching how he bites his lips.

“So any plans now that you're single” He was obviously trying to hint at you, so you played along.

“I dunno Vinnie, do you have any ideas for me?” You said sliding across the sofa, closer to the blonde boy

He hands trail over the blood on your shirt, staining his fingers and dragging his hand onto your jawline pulling your face up to his, so close but so fucking far, “I have a few ideas”

“Yeah”, You breathe out, “Show me”

Both of your lips interlock at a slow pace at first until he pulls your face away from him to breathe but his gaze drops to your spit covered lips and flushed out look before he smashes them up together for the second time and pulls you onto straddle his lap.

“God every fucking time I saw you with that prick I wanted to kill myself.” He confessed, letting his hands graze up your sides pulling your top off.

All you do in response is giggle whilst you tip your head back so he can lay a trail of saccharine sweet kisses from the base of your neck down to your tits. Your hands scratch his shoulders, bawling his shirt in your first hoping he’ll take it off.

And if Gods looking out for you, he pulls his shirt of ruffling if his hair and goes back to attack your chest with love bites, your hands reach to the back of his head grabbing a tuft of his hair as you throw your head back and moan as his teeth catch your nipples in his mouth.

“Vinnie, fuck oh my god” You moaned out, his hands moved to flip up your skirt and fondling your ass while you grind down on his hardened dick, then he takes shuffles around with his belt pulling it of and tossing it on the ground keeping you too connected with the bloody kisses falling from your lips on to his tan skin.

“Whenever he kissed you, touched you, my skin felt like it was on fucking fire,” He pulls of his pants with one swift motion as they fall to the ground with a light, airy thud, “He doesn’t fucking deserve you, your too hot for him,”

You pull off of him to stare into his eyes, “Vinnie, I adore you, but if you bring up my ex one more damn time while we're about to have sex I’m getting up and leaving” You say will as emotionless of a face you can pull.

He airs out a breathy laugh but rather than replying he flips the two of you over onto the sofa and rips your skirt of, “Yes ma’am,” He starts, “But we both know your not leaving to go anywhere”

He looks for a condom but I stop him, “I’m on birth control and your clean, don’t worry”, you say with the most poise you can muster whilst your under a 6 foot man

With his new found confidence, he lines up your entrance with his dick, carefully sliding in, going gently through your folds whilst you arch into the motion gasping out for him,

As your hands hook around his head to pull both of you into a kiss, he sets a ruthless pace, pounding into you like his life depends on it but not letting you relish a single moment of freedom.

He doesn’t stop for a second, not letting you rest whilst the entire room echos with sounds of skin slapping and it doesn’t stop, turning the melody of your skins coming in contact and the rhythm of your synched breathless moans turns the room into a orchestra of pleasure and carnal desire as both of you chase your release.

And it’s not far, you cum first with a loud moan and arching your back with your mouth in an ‘O’ shape and he’s not far behind cumming in you and dropping down on to you to place more hickeys all over you and claim you even more as his.

They say revenge is an act of passion, and while you're laying there, breath panting, legs sore and your ex-boyfriends biggest rival laying on top of you rubbing circles into your skin… you can’t help but think they're right, because what’s a bigger act of passion than sex? And what’s a bigger form of revenge than betrayal? And the best betrayal is the sight of your ex-boyfriend watching you limp out of a dressing room with your hair and makeup messed up whilst his rival follows behind you in an even worse state.

#bella fawns over vhacker #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie hacker x reader smut #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker imagines #vhackerr #vincent hacker #vinnie hacker oneshot #vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie x reader #vinnie imagines #vinnie #bella's full works

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moxielynx · 8 months ago

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𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 [𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙵𝚒𝚌]

lmao quick fic i wrote last night. ive been sleep deprived for a whole week sorry this is kinda bad

ao3 version (i need to find a better site than the shitty proship filled one but whatever)

If you were to ask the ninja what their favorite season was, most of them would say autumn. “Not too hot, not too cold” Nya would say, and Lloyd would agree. “It has Halloween” was Cole’s reason. Morro never gave a proper reason, but for him he liked the mood autumn came with. It was always oddly calm during the season, so he enjoyed being outside more during fall.

Although one thing he never liked about autumn was raking leaves.

Master Wu always had Morro raking the leaves as a chore when autumn came around, and apparently almost 50 years and a revival later Wu still had Morro raking leaves. Morro sighed as he moved the rake, flinching for a moment when he accidentally dragged it against rock.

“Wow, I didn’t think you could try any harder to make my ears bleed.”

Morro paused for a moment, looking up at the view tiredly. He turned around, staring at his boyfriend with a grimace on his face. Kai was leaning against his own rake, visibly as uninterested as he could be.

“I think we both know I can do worse.” Morro said to him, turning back to the small pile of leaves in front of him. Kai sighed and rolled his eyes, continuing to tediously rake the leaves near him.

“Can’t you just, I dunno, use your powers to pile them all up?” Kai complained. “Or we could use spinjitzu, just anything to get this over with.” Morro sighed at the whines. “You know how Master Wu feels about us using our powers for chores.” He said, making Kai groan. “Don’t remind me.”

After a couple minutes Kai yawned, looking over at Morro. “Wanna grab a coffee after this?” He asked, setting his hands on the top of the rake and then resting his head. Morro glanced at him, raising an eyebrow.

“We have coffee here.” He simply stated, making Kai roll his eyes again. “It’s not the same, I wanna grab an unreasonably priced seasonal coffee, it’s like, tradition or something like that.” Morro just gave him a strange look. “You want… to waste money?” He asked, completely pausing his work.

Kai smiled, holding back a chuckle. It had been a few years since Morro was revived, and despite having learned a lot of modern day culture he still clearly had a ways to go.

“Calm down, I wasn’t being serious,” Kai replied. Then his face fell a bit. “At least I hope I wasn’t. They’re not gonna charge too much for seasonal coffee, right?” Kai set a hand on his chin, pretending to think. Morro just shook his head, going back to work. “Just hurry up and rake the leaves, I wanna finish that show Jay told me about.” Kai pouted.

“So no coffee?” Kai swiftly moved out of the way when Morro suddenly threw a rock at him, the fire ninja letting out a loud laugh. “I’m joking!”

Despite the cool winds blowing up on the mountains Morro had to shrug off his jacket at some point, promptly ignoring Kai with a blush on his face when the man whistled. Morro was almost done with his side of the grass while Kai wasn’t nearly as finished, and Morro chalked it up to the man goofing around most of the time rather than taking the chore seriously.

Morro was deep into thought when Kai suddenly startled him, placing a hand on his shoulder. The green-haired boy glared at him, immediately noting the smirk on the brunette’s face.

“Hey, we never jumped in leaves together before, have we?” Kai asked, and Morro cocked an eyebrow in confusion. Kai just smiled at him wider, and suddenly went to a nearby pile of leaves that Morro had raked not too long ago. “Bring another pile into this one, trust me on this.”

Despite Morro’s gut instinct to immediately shove Kai away and in fact not trust him, he instead just sighed, and listened. Soon enough there was a large pile of leaves in front of the two, and Morro set his hands on his hips.

“There, are you happy?” Morro looked down at the pile, muttering about how it would take longer to put the leaves in bags now. Kai just handed Morro his own rake, taking a few steps back. Morro, slightly concerned with Kai’s actions, also took a few steps back, and before he realized it Kai sprinted back towards the pile, jumping straight into it.

Morro gasped as leaves flew everywhere, and he glared at Kai, who was giggling deep into the now slightly smaller pile. “Are you trying to give me more work?!” The man scolded, dropping both rakes out of spite. “I’m not raking those again! That’s your job now.” Morro finished by crossing his arms, and Kai chuckled.

“Yeah yeah, I’m a terrible boyfriend and I give you such a headache” Kai mocked, making Morro scoff. “You do, for the record.” It was a lie, but Morro would sooner jump off the mountain than admit it. Kai just shifted his hand a bit and patted the leaves next to him.

“Jump in! It’s comfy.” Morro shook his head. “Kai, I’m almost certain there are bugs in there, I’m not doing that.” Kai smirked.

“What, is the big bad Morro scared of a couple bugs?” Morro glared at him before walking right up to him, setting a foot on the man’s stomach. Kai’s eyes widened, looking up at Morro concerned. “Uh, babe? What are you-“ but before Kai could finish he let out a loud huff as Morro shoved him deeper into the pile, his face getting mostly covered by the leaves now.

Morro stood proudly with a smirk as Kai spat out the leaves, shaking his head trying to remove as many as possible. “You dick! What the hell was that for?!” Kai yelled, wiping dirt off his face. Morro simply placed a hand over his chest, a fake evil expression on his face.

“Oh, I thought I was the big bad Morro, are you surprised that I’m being bad?” He mocked, his grin widening when Kai glared at him. “We should’ve left you in the departed realm.” He said, sitting up. Morro rolled his eyes, and held his hand out for Kai to grab. “We have to finish raking these leaves, come on.”

Kai looked down at Morro’s hand, then back up at him. Morro’s eyes widened, but before he could pull away Kai quickly grabbed his arm with both hands, yanking the man down into the pile of leaves next to him. Morro’s vision was a blur for a moment, and for a second everything was soft around him, before the itching feeling of leaves was on his skin, and he immediately sat up, eyes wide.

Morro could hear Kai laugh loudly next to him, and Morro could only imagine his boyfriend was doubling over. The former ghost quickly began wiping the leaves off his arms, shifting uncomfortably on the ground.

“I’m never helping you up ever again.” Morro threatened, and all he got was more leaves falling over his head. Morro paused, turning to face Kai with an unamused expression. Kai was giggling, one of his arms almost completely hidden from the way he leaned into the pile of leaves. Morro almost felt frozen as he stared at Kai, analyzing his face. The scar over his eye, the bandage next to his eyebrow, the small wrinkles Kai so desperately denies having. Morro never forgot just how beautiful Kai was, but whenever he took moments to just look at him, he was absolutely floored.

And Kai could only do the same. Kai stared at the markings left by Morro’s years spent as a ghost, left by the preeminent when she dragged Morro into the sea with her. He analyzed every scar, noting the ones he had as a child and the ones he gained during his time as a ninja. Morro hated his face, he was ashamed of the markings, to him they were a reminder of the foolish boy he once was.

To Kai they were like scars, reminders that Morro had survived. Despite all that he went through, he survived, and he changed for the better. Kai was proud of Morro, and he would always remind Morro of that.

Kai leaned over and rested a hand on Morro’s cheek, and almost instantly the man leaned into it, setting his own hand over Kai’s. They laid in silence for a few minutes, simply enjoying each other’s company.

Soon enough Morro realized they both needed to get up, and sighed softly. “C’mon, let’s just finish up here and we can grab that coffee you wanted.” Morro spoke up, sitting up a bit. Kai smirked. “Oh? Had a change of heart?” Morro shook his head, smiling softly. “You have a way of changing people’s minds.”

Kai laughed softly, and before Morro could get up Kai suddenly pulled him forward, making him yelp. Morro fell on top of Kai, and the ninja wrapped his arms around him. Morro looked down at Kai, a blush clear as day on his face. Kai looked back up at him, smiling, before leaning in to steal a kiss.

Morro practically melted in Kai’s arms, moving his hands to cup the brunette’s face. They refused to pull away until they couldn’t hold their breaths anymore, and even then they couldn’t stay separated for long, almost immediately leaning back in.

Eventually Morro pulled away, just a bit. Their breathing was heavy, unable to break eye contact. Kai’s fingers scratched Morro’s head lightly, his hand having found its way into his hair.

Morro glanced down at Kai’s lips, momentarily distracted from his thoughts. “We need to get up.. these leaves are itchy.” He complained softly, and Kai chuckled. “In a minute,” he responded. “Just stay here another minute..” Morro didn’t complain as he leaned back in, his lips connecting with Kai’s.

If Wu asked why they took so long raking leaves he could just blame Kai for distracting him.

#greenflame shippers dni #lol kai and morro are christmas colored #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago morro #morro ninjago #morro #ninjago kai #kai ninjago #kai smith #kai x morro #destinyshipping #lynx posting

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ladyodium · 9 months ago

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So, I’ve been seeing people say that Alicent and Cole will have some kinda sex scene. Which doesn’t make sense to me for her character, but it also really speaks on her hypocrisy glaring well.

I don’t know how I feel about that. I don’t really like the Alicent x Cole ship just because Cole himself isn’t really a good person or knight, but idk. What do yall think? I don’t think Alicent should be sleeping with anyone lowkey, and it would be better to see her character kinda take the downward spiral into insanity. I really just wanna see how she acts now that she’s TRULY alone. No husband, no kids listening to her, and her father running a war in her son’s name. She might be at the peak of her power, but she still feels weak.

#house of the dragon #rhaenyra targaryen #hotd #hotd fandom #team black #team green #aegon ii targaryen #daemon targeryan #hotd season 2 #alicent hightower #criston cole

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juniperjellyfish · 2 years ago

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Happy last day of pride everyone! Here’s an unedited sneak peak at Extinction Part Two

(REMEMBER, THIS IS UNEDITED)

“Kai, hurry up!” I pound the door and hear the rush of water go silent.

“Relax, Cole,” his muffled voice comes over the shuffling of clothes. He opens the door and lets me in.

I bite my tongue and hold back a gasp of shock as he stands there in gray sweats, towel in hand… and no shirt.

“You good?” He backs up and wrings out his shoulder length hair, dripping it into the bathtub.

I watch as he bends over and brushes his hair off with the towel. Averting my eyes, I grab my toothbrush and mutter a weak, “Yes.”

I put toothpaste on it, wet it, and start brushing my teeth as Kai continues talking.

“Ya know, with how many times we’ve rebuilt this place, you think we would’ve put in another bathroom.” He stands and flips his hair over his back like a model, sending a hot flutter through my chest.

I nod in agreement and force myself to look away.

“Wanna go a few rounds in Lava Zombie 2?” He leans into me casually and the heat from his skin makes my heart stop.

I spit out the toothpaste and wipe off my mouth with a tissue, “Oh, I- I- I should get some sleep. I have patrols with Zane in the morning.”

“That’s okay buddy.” He gives me that oh-so charming smile of his, “I get if you don’t want to lose your winning streak.” Kai cracks his knuckles and laughs with a hint of pettiness on his tongue.

“Ha ha, HairGel. You know you’ll never beat me.”

He tilts his head and smirks, looking me up and down. The way he bites his lip makes it seem as if I’m the size of an ant and he towers over me. “You’re probably right. Also,-“ he slicks his hair back and leans in closer to the mirror, “-you mind if I crash in your room tonight? Lloyd kinda took over my bed and that kid kicks like no other.”

“You know I snore right?” Where did that come from? Of course I want him to stay in my room!

He flexes his arms and smiles into his reflection. “Yeah, but I don’t feel like being a third wheel to Nya and Jay or Zane and Pix, plus Lloyd’s room smells overwhelmingly like candy.”

“Okay!” I purse my lips from my burst of excitement, “You can stay with me no-problem.”

“Thanks!” He puts his arm up on my shoulder and I stare at the floor, “I’ll just take your hammock.”

I clear my throat, “O-okay, do you need any blankets?” Of course he doesn’t! He never uses them! He’s the master of fire! He’s always hot!

Literally and figuratively.

Shut up.

“Ha!” He waved his hand at me, “The Master of Fire doesn’t need blankets!”

“Alright then, I’ll see you in a second.” I step out of the bathroom and glance back, admiring Kai’s dark golden skin, the small drops of water that roll down his back, the way his muscles flex when he moves, and…

Snap out of it, Cole!

I shake my head and walk silently into my room, images of him swim through my brain, making my cheeks burn.

I slide the door shut behind me and walk over to the window sill, basking in the warm pink and orange light that bleeds into the clouds like watercolors on paper.

Stepping back, my heart pounds in my ears while I slide open a black dresser drawer and pull out a woven hammock.

The thumping of the blood in my head drowns out the thoughts of Kai, at least until my door opens and artificial, yellow lights spill in, casting his perfect shadow across the floor.

“That was fast.” I laugh quietly, trying to hide the edge on my voice.

Kai walks over to me and takes one end of the hammock from me, “All I needed to do was brush my hair.”

We hang the hammock on the hooks in the walls and he hops in, swinging back and forth about waist high on me.

He puts his hands behind his head and speaks softly, “Thanks again, man.”

“Yeah,” I sit on the edge of my bed, “No problem.” Laying down, I close my eyes and pull a blanket over myself. My heart twists in my chest with an addicting pain.

This stupid crush is only getting worse.

If I made a move on him now, would he accept it?

Probably not, I doubt he even knows I don’t like girls like he does.

There’s always a chance that he would accept an advance, though… right?

The thought of me taking Kai’s hand and pulling him onto the bed with me explodes in my brain with a flash of color. The way I’d pull him under me and watch the steam rise off his body…

Nope!

My eyes snap open.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Stop it Cole, you’re being creepy. You can’t do this. Nope. Nope. Nope.

I roll over and face the wall away from Kai, burying my head in my hair.

Maybe some day.

“Hey, Cole…”

I turn back the other way, “Yeah?”

“I have a question to ask you.”

#lego ninjago #ninjago #lego #extinction ninjago #ninjago extinction #ninjago kai #ninjago nya #ninjago cole #ninjago lloyd #ninjago jay #Ninjago Zane #Ninjago pixal #lava #lavashipping #ninjago lavashipping #kai X Cole #Cole x kai #jj writes

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spinjitzu-spy · 1 year ago

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42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?

To not be left. Anya was simultaneously neglected and parentified growing up, and this results in her being both incredibly protective over the ninja and being terrified of being left behind, either because something bad happened to one or more of them, or they don’t want her around anymore, or some combination of the two.

(This kinda ran away from me so I’m putting a cut down below so if you wanna read a chronicling of how Anya’s anxious attachment style affects her you can lol)

This first really makes itself known post-Rebooted, when they lose Zane and the team falls apart. Anya’s reaction is somewhat avoidant, with her becoming withdrawn and angry at the ninja (sans Lloyd and Nya since they didn’t leave) although she does forgive them the moment they reunite with her mid season 4.

The second time this happens is during and some time after Possession. She develops an anxiety similar to Kai’s in this season, only it doesn’t stop after they get Lloyd back, and she becomes increasingly sleep deprived and paranoid until she eventually has a nervous breakdown, and the ninja end up giving her an intervention bc she wasn’t taking care of herself properly or opening up to them. This resulted in her putting in effort to improve herself and make sure she was taking care of herself so she could be at her actual best, and for a long time this worked. Even during times like when the Bounty was destroyed and Kai, Jay, Cole, and Zane were presumed dead (and in the dragon dimension), as long as she had something to work towards, she was able to ground herself and not get lost in her anxiety and depression.

Until after Seabound. She was never really the same after Nya merged with the sea. She shut down almost completely in the immediate aftermath, and even after coming out of her grief a little bit, she doesn’t talk out loud as much as she used to. One thing I should probably mention is that Anya, like myself, is autistic, and I’m basing her shutdown/burnout off of some of my own experiences. She gets better when they get Nya back, and by the end of Crystallized is starting to feel almost normal again, but is of course still changed.

Not really sure what to do with Anya for Dragons Rising, but until I do, I’m just kinda pretending the Merge never happened lol

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago oc #oc #my oc #my oc anya #oc asks #asked and answered #asks #tw anxiety #tw depression #ninjago rebooted #ninjago possession #ninjago seabound #ninjago crystalized #ninjago dragons rising

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satansaidmyturnintheh3llscape · 3 years ago

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Everything Right/Wrong with Ninjago “Rise of the Serpentine” E10: The Green Ninja

Warnings for Wu slander and cursing! Disclaimers: Show owned by LEGO. This is not a professional review/critique- it’s mainly intended for comedy!

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- Intro ✅

- Cole uses the Scythe to use his earth powers on the wooden deck of the bounty that’s suspended in the air? ❌

- Jay doesn’t even really use his lightning powers - he just does spinjitzu and shouts the word lightning ❌

- One thing I really like about Kai’s arc here is that he didn’t start out nearly as desperate to be the green ninja as he is during this episode. Instead, he goes from wanting it a little more than the others to getting more and more desperate as time goes on, and it’s a really nice detail. ✅

- In hindsight, the other ninja are kinda being jerks here. I get they’re young too, but you’d think they’d notice how wrapped up in this thing Kai is enough to be a little worried for him, or at least to refrain from making fun of him all the time ❌

- Where was Garmadon hiding throughout this scene? They’re talking for awhile before he even shows up ❌

- Zane diving to “protect” Wu ✅

- Actually, no. That’s a sin. He isn’t worth it, Snowflake ❌

- “But sensei, he has four arms!” And you’re a robot - what’s your point? Serious though, why is Zane, of all people, the one to make this complaint? ❌

- “Enough!” The ninja are bringing up valid concerns about this arrangement and they have every right to question it, but for some reason Wu lashes out and acts like they’re being unreasonable. He doesn’t even offer any sort of explanation as to why he thinks Garmadon is trustworthy. He may know Garm cares for Lloyd, but the ninja don’t, so couldn’t he at least explain that to them? One of the reasons I have such a hard time liking Wu is because of scenes like this, where he doesn’t act like the adult - just the a*shole that’s acting superior ❌

- “Maybe if I stand up to Lord Garmadon I’ll find my true potential and then everyone can see I’m the green ninja!” Kai is an idiot /hj ❌

- It’s a joke, I know, but you’d think if he brushed his teeth with that thing every day then they would be, ya know, sharp? But they’re actually really round ❌

- I like that Garmadon is playing the game with 2 controllers ✅

- How loudly are Wu and Nya talking that Kai can hear them from the bridge? ❌

- “It has come to my attention that the mysterious samurai is no longer a mystery.” You already knew Nya was the samurai - you gave her back her weapon a few episodes ago! ❌

- “It was foolish of me to think that a girl could not be the destined green ninja.” Wu is s3xist ❌

- Kai has to stand on a chair to see through the window in the door ✅

- “Evil never sleeps.” “Yeah? Well good never rests!” I think you’re both just insomniacs

- Look, Kai gets a lot of slander for his behavior this episode (and trust me, I’ll get to him) but first I wanna talk about Garmadon, because he’s acting just as - if not more - childish than Kai is. I know he’s evil, but he doesn’t have any actual reason to egg Kai on the way he’s been doing, and it’s beyond frustrating to watch ❌

- “Just what I like: fighting armed and deadly snakes in a highly combustible environment ABOUT TO BLOW UP!” The phrase “highly combustible” already implies that it’s about to blow up, so saying both seems unnecessary ❌

- Garmadon had every opportunity to explain himself to Kai but chooses not to so that the plot can plot ❌

- “Kai thinks he’ll unlock his power if he stands up to Lord Garmadon!” “Why would he think that?” Cuz he’s a dumba*s with issues, which is the worst kind of dumba*s ❌

- The thing I hate most about this arc is that Kai’s motivations are never actually made clear. Is he acting out of selfishness or selflessness? Does he want to protect his family or be “the special one?” Ive seen both interpretations in fanon, but it’s never really made clear in the show, which makes his character come off as annoying and frustrating to watch. ❌

- “Perhaps it is best you do not reach your true potential. Or else someone could get hurt.” F*ck. you. ❌

- “Awww, poor thing. Let me help you.” Nya, wth??? ❌

- “Yes… poor thing.” If I was in Kai’s position, I simply would’ve jumped ship. Literally. I would’ve thrown myself over the side of the f*cking boat, I’m not dealing with this sh*t ❌

- “Yeah, yeah, no fire sword.” They could’ve at least given my guy another weapon. Seriously, fists only get you so far against powered-up snake warriors ❌

- “From here on out, we travel by shadows.” “It’s the only way I know how.” I’m not so sure about that, Garm. Your entrances tend to be more…

- Flashy… ❌

- Up until we reach the Fire Temple, this episode gives me so much second-hand embarrassment that it’s actually painful to watch ❌

- “Wind!” Wind? WIND?!?! ❌

- Making an ice bridge over lava doesn’t seem like the smartest plan ❌

- “I will do what I must…” I wish I could properly convey the longevity of my sigh through text ❌

- Hugs! ✅

- ^✅

- The zoom effect on Kai after Lloyd calls his name is just 💯 ✅

- Kai can either, A) save the life of an 8 year-old child, or B) save an inanimate object that could’ve easily been lost forever in the molten lava from the volcano after it hardened. Yes, the fangblade is obviously important, but there are still others way to prevent the Serpentine from awakening the Great Devourer. There is no other way to prevent Lloyd from burning a horrible death. Yet, for some reason, Kai HESITATES?!?! ❌

- “But the fangblade!” Child, you are dying! There are more important things right now 😭 ❌

- Kai holding Lloyd during this scene>>>>>> I’m a sucker for the sibling dynamic ✅

- “Ninja, go!” D*mmit Cole, stop astral projecting your voice - this is not your episode! ❌

- THE FACT THAT GARMADON LITERALLY HAS TO BE DRAGGED AWAY, CALLING HIS SON’S NAME- ✅

- “Dad… why do you have four arms?” ✅

- “All of my training wasn’t in preparation to become the green ninja. It was… to protect him…” The music change!!!!! ✅

- “What? What is everybody looking at me for?” THE LINE DELIVERY!!!!! ✅

- And the way Lloyd walks towards his dad too. I’m deceased this hurts so much, but it’s all orchestrated so welllllllll ✅

- Like I said before, the first half of the episode is - at least for me - painful to watch, but the second half is great in almost every way ✅

- But wait a minute… an evil warlord associated with black and red is destined to be defeated by his own son, a blond associated with the color green… *gasp* I can’t believe it! Guys… Star Wars copied Ninjago! /s ❌

Sentence: Please get this kid a therapist

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Ask Answers: January 28th, 2021 (Part 2)

Here we’ve got asks that aren’t to ask a question but are just really nice messages. Thank you all for sending us such kind comments ;v;. It’s seriously heartwarming to see so many people having good experiences with the game. I don’t even know what to say to such sweet responses.

We’ll keep doing our best and thank you again to each and every one of you for giving Our Life a chance ❤!

Hello! I've been following this account and have been following the development of 'Our Life' for a few months now, and I just wanted to say thank you for all your hard work and dedication you have put into the game. It astonishes me how much choice you have during the sequence of Our Life and am excited to play the full version now, I am downloading it as I write this message. I've had a great time seeing the demo transition into to the full game and just wanted to write two words. Thank you.

Anhhhhffbgdfbhujk!!! Congratulations on the release, I’m playing the game right now! Thank you all for your hard work and I can’t wait for the Step 3 DLC to come out, I’ll probably wait for the Step 3 DLC to come out to experience everything, but until then, I still have a lot to play. Thank you once again!

finished my first playthrough just now. it just felt so wholesome ??? 100/10 would do it again. i laughed. i cried. i got angry. i felt second-hand embrassment— i got so into it i was left in literal tears after getting my first ending. the art, the storyline, the music, and COVE HOLDEN– UGH IT WAS LITERAL PERFECTION ❤ THE WAIT WAS WORTH IT. THANK YOU FOR MAKING SUCH AN AMAZING GAME 🥺😭 this made my 2020 better, i can't wait for step 4 in 2021 ❤❤

So I was following you guys on itchio for years and uhh did I stay up til 6 am on a school night to finish the game? Yes. Did I sob my eyes out during step 3 as a 20 year old having doubts about life and adulthood? Absolutely. I can't form proper sentences right now due to lack of sleep but just wanted to say thank you for making it. I honestly feel lighter and I feel like it changed my views on future to be more optimistic... I can't wait to replay it! Thanks again!

I love how Our Life turned out!! I keep replaying it and can't stop squeaking and giggling!! Thank You for creating it ♥

okay i have actually fallen in love with cove and cannot WAIT to marry him 😭

Hi! I played through 'Our Life' yesterday and I just wanna say how refreshing it was to be able to have Cove be 'high initiative' and also have so many opportunities to initiate affection from the player character! As a pretty flirtatious/affectionate person myself, I notice that a lot of VNs don't give players that agency, and affection can be kinda 'carrot on a stick' if that makes sense. You guys did an awesome job! I look forward to seeing if there are more of those moments in Step 3 & 4 :)

I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by the option to choose Cove's level of initiative in step 3! As much I love the option to choose I personally enjoy have the romanced character take the lead without my input so when I got to step 3 and had to option to make it so that Cove initiated affection without as much input from me I was really happy! You guys seriously added so much freedom in terms of choices, it's almost baffling that the only thing you have to pay for is optional DLC!

I absolutely loved everything about the game and I really want congratulate the team for making the game such a satisfying experience.

I look forward to step 4

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* and sorry for my bad English

Just finished my first play through and I loved it! I've been looking forward to the game and it definitely was worth the wait. Thank you all for your hard work and can't wait for the extra dlc!

Till then, hope you guys gets some well deserved rest🤗

Love you guys, thank you so much for your hard work. :)

Ok, so I just finished Our Life and, wow. I have never cried at a video game before, ever. Thank you so, so much! Its one of my favorites.

this isn't a question, but i just wanted to say how much i enjoyed our life 🥺 i've been patiently looking forward to the full game for a few months now, and i couldn't be happier with it! i've only played through it once so far but the outcomes of the choices i made were all so soft and wholesome 💗 i can tell that everyone who was involved really worked hard and you all did an incredible job! i can't wait to see what else is in store 👍

i’d just like to say how addictive our life is!!! i constantly played it during quarantine and now playing the full release is so amazing to me!! i love that i’m still discovering dialogue bits with different personalities and actions!!! i have to admit that i’ve been wishing the day to pass faster all day during school so i could go home and play again. mentally i’m not the healthiest and our life being released has boosted it up so much, thank you for creating such an amazing game!!!!!

Hey, I just wanna say I played our life two times and it still give me the same feelings. I was really looking forward to this game before it came out and I kept on replaying the demo. This game is such an amazing experience and I feel so happy playing it. I am not really a person good with words unfortunately but I do honestly love this more than anything in the world. Thank you for making it and I hope that you will continue to make more games like our life. This game really makes me happy and I can't thank you enough

Just wanted to say that Our Life really made me feel seen as an 18 year old trans man who's been struggling with change as of late and I can't thank you guys enough for it. I just finished the main story and currently released DLC's and gosh, I can really only say... woah. Just, woah. The messages are somehow exactly what I needed to hear right now, and they brought me a lot of comfort in this really weird and confusing time in my life. Can't wait to see what comes next in this lovely story <3

I am honestly in love with Our Life. The graphics, the soundtrack its just *chef's kiss* It was so worth the wait for it. I can't wait for step 4. Keep up the good work GB Patch!

good people i have just finished Our Life and let me say, it was beautiful. rarely have such non-fantastical moments (and even some fantastical moments) brought me to tears like this game has, and i don't even have the dlc (yet). i don't know how you did it but it felt like i was playing a slice of life anime. i had waited with baited breath to play this since i played the demo and my expectations were not just met but surpassed. from the bottom of my heart thank you for this game

I found the game by chance and I am so so glad I did. It’s so inclusive and made me feel so incredibly seen. Seeing that my gender identity and sexuality were possible just meant the absolute world to me. I’ve never seen something like this and it just made me so incredibly happy. Thank you for the absolutely amazing game and I can’t wait to see what’s next.

Hello! I downloaded Our life earlier this week and I'm only now getting the chance to play it (Very busy and stressful week) I'm so excited to play and I wanna say thank you for making this adorable game!

I just finished my first playthrough of Our Life and I can't even express how much I love it. Cove is absolutely precious and has killed me several times, and the art and soundtrack is beautiful. I love all the small different choices. I'm very interested in the Derek and Baxter DLCs and the rest, can't wait!!!!!!

thank you for "Our Life Beginnings & Always" it has to be one of the best visual novels i ever have played and i just dont want it to end (i know it will, but damn it! i want to have a wedding night, have children and die of old age with cole! XD) when i play it it always makes me tear up (in a good way) and i am most definetly going to buy all the dlc that you make! thank you for this lovely game and all the work that went into it! (ps: i also loved "lake of voices" )

You guys are incredibly talented and im very proud of you all! You've really outdone yourselves w/ OL and i cant wait to see whats next to come for you all :)

i really love that you can be trans in Our Life! not a lot of games do that so i just wanted to say thank you!

Guuyyss!! I just wanna say! Thank you sm for the headscarf option in the MC creator! I especially loved that little detail where MC quickly slips the headscarf on before greeting Cove, I've never felt so immersed :'D Not that the rest of the game wasn't immersive btw, but since I wear my hijab most of the time that little addition really felt like something I would do! So thank you for that <3

I've been watching "Our Life: Beginnings & Always" development for quite some time, and I gotta say its wild to see it finally release. Its so unique in the way relationships work- even character creation. I've cried multiple times over this game while playing. I can't thank y'all enough for a game with these kind of mechanics, and representation. its rare I get to feel im really playing as myself in games like these. Everyones outdone themselves. this'll certainly be one I keep coming back to.

I've been following the development of Our Life from way back when the first demo dropped and it still blows my mind how many choices and customizations there are (love that update for the MC's bedroom btw!) and the fact that the game remembers them - it really feels like your very own coming of age story! I was so immersed I cried at the end :') Can't believe I experienced this game for free lol. I can't wait for future DLCs and Step 4! Good luck with all your upcoming projects dev team!!

Just wanted to say I love Our Life and I'm thankful it exists. Thank you so much! I love the little world you created and all the people in it. Especially Cove! This game makes me so happy!

Just poping in to say hi and that ilu guys ^^, remember to take care of yourselves!

Hi!! I just wanna thank you for creating such an amazing game. Our Life is one of the few dating sims I’ve found that let’s me be a male mc, it’s really hard to find dating sims that let me be gay. Our Life is my new favorite dating sim to just sit down and playthrough whenever I’m having a bad day so I just wanted to let y’all know how much I appreciate all you’ve done. 🤍

Fan from australia here

Just wanted to reach out and let you know how important this game has been to me. I came across it at a really rough time ( that I’m still going through ) and it’s been one of the things that’s driven me to get up and out of bed sometimes.

This game and cove both hold a very special place in my heart and I can’t wait to see more of him in the DLC and Step 4

Much love ♥️

I know this isnt exactly the main focus of the game, but i really love how we can customise the mc personality wise! This is the first time i've played a game like this where the mc actually does and says exactly what I would do and say in certain situations and its such a breath of fresh air!! It's also so cool how the other characters can pick up on it!!

Cove Holden saved 2020 (my 2020 anyways) I would die for him

Sorry for this being out of the blue, but after playing through Our Life I wanted to thank you for the experience. I don’t know if I’ve ever played a game that has made me cry happy tears TWICE lol. It’s beautiful, scenic, inclusive, and absolutely amazing..have a great rest of 2020 and I honestly cannot wait for the rest of it :,) (ps. The ending song is stuck in my head)

I think you guys might've ruined visual novels for me forever. I'm not sure I'll be able to play another without comparing it to Our Life and I know if I do that I'll be disappointed every time because of how amazing it is. I bought the DLCs before playing the base game it's one of the best impulsive purchases I've ever made

Thank you so much for making our life! It's my favorite visual novel ever and I just can't articulate how much being able to just be honest with my responses instead of going for whatever would make the love interest happy means to me? I reccomended it to evry friend I have that plays visual novels because this is the best one I've ever played!

Just wanted to say that I absolutely adore this game! The childhood friends tropes is my favorite thing and this game delivers! Cove is the sweetest thing, infact all the boys are good boys. Super excited for all upcoming dlcs!

Hi, I just want to thank you for making such an amazing game like Our Life. Tbh, I was following the game’s development for a while, but me and my family moved away from my childhood town just a few days before release, so I really connected to this game. You all did amazing!

hey just wanted to know that i completely loved ol: b&a and it was so good and love cove more than i’ve liked any fictional character, it’s now my comfort media. thank you so much

hi i just wanna say i really enjoyed all of the representation in our life b&a! there were characters with a lot of different body shapes, pic characters, lgbtq+ characters, and you get to choose your own pronouns and sexuality!!! so tysm!!

This isn't a question, I just wanted to say that Our Life is incredible. Ever since I finished it, I've been looking for other visual novels to play so I don't play OL so often that I start memorizing the lines before all the DLC comes out, but I keep coming back to it. It's really one of a kind, I think you all ruined other visual novels for me because I haven't enjoyed another VN like I have this one since I read it ❤.

i think our life b&a is the first game where i felt like cove loved me, not the character i play as which is really nice for someone with kinda low self esteem so THANK YOU

I’ve been playing Our Life practically nonstop since yesterday. I just want everyone who worked on it to know how much the LGBTQ inclusivity means to me. As a closeted trans ace guy in an unsupportive household, I can’t emphasize how much of a comfort this game has been to me. Everything about it is so wholesome and heartfelt. I’m excited to see what other games you make in the future 💙

- A demibiromantic ace transgender man who may or may not have cried over the option to be myself in a game for the first time ever

Csn i just say i really appreciate how you handled MC deciding to use they/them at different stages. Mainly because alot of games don't pay much attention to the body the mc was assigned at birth if they player chooses nonbinary like it does with male/female. And it was just nice to be able to play an mc who just thought gender was kinda 'meh' for them but still felt good about the body they were born with (like myself). I guesd it boils down I'm really appreciative of the hard work it must've taken for you to make all those options possible & still have them matter.

I just wanted to thank you all for Our Life. My mental health hasn't been in a good place recently and it has become my favorite form of escapism/way to cheer up. It's idyllic setting and fantastic characters are such a good way to wind down, I love it. Also, I've been dreading 2021 due to classes starting and general stress, but the DLC and your next project have given me something to actually look forward to :). I'm so excited for them and now I actually have a reason to be happy that it's 2021. Sorry if this message is a bit weird, I just wanted to thank the team for their hard work and for creating something so incredible <3

I've gotta say this is one of the most repayable games I've ever played, if not the most. Usually after i do a playthrough or two of a game i have to wait awhile before playing again otherwise it feels stale. But i haven't had that problem with our life because of the sheer ammount of player agency. Everyone who works on tbe game should feel incredibly proud of themselves because you've created something amazing.

I just wanted to say thank you for Our Life. I'm sure you get this a lot, but it really pulled me out of a mentally tough spot in my life. So thank you.

who needs therapy when you have our life: beginnings and always? haha no but seriously this game is my comfort game, and even though i can’t join your patreon at the moment please know i am always supporting you and i am so excited to see everything you have in store! everyone who works on the games is so so talented

All DLCs have nice content. 😡😡

And I love them all!!💗💗💗💖💖💖💕💕💕

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The Accidental Family - Chapter 3

Henry Cavill x OFC multi-chapter

< Chap 2 | Chap 3 Is there a handbook to this? | Chap 4 >

Disclaimer: Fluff, some strong language

Word count: 2.080

Author’s note: I had a super fun online dinner with my in-laws yesterday. Me and my boyfriend cooked all the courses and had them sent out to everyone - we had a blast! I hope all of you dear readers are doing okay; I’m sending all my love to you! And..of course another chapter of this little series ❤️

(Link to my Masterlist)

‘Have fun tonight. And if it’s too much; take a break.’ The nurse shot Henry a warning glare before she stepped out of the door, Henry’s warm smile showing just how eager he was to send her out so he and Bee could get the house ready for the arrival of the kids.

THE KIDS. HOLY… The thought alone made his stomach jump in excitement and terror.

Clicking the door closed, he was met with the mildly worried gaze of Phoebe, her arms folded over her long sleeve shirt, long blond hair braided away from her face.

‘What?’ Henry gulped, thinking he had done something wrong.

But Phoebe just grinned, her lips curling in a smile. ‘I never thought I’d see a man this excited to learn he was the father of four kids..but here we are.’

‘Well, can’t back up now, can I?’

Phoebe let out a chuckle. ‘You bet your ass you can’t, Mr Cavill!’ But as the words escaped her lips, that all familiar agony moved over her face. ‘I mean. It’s okay, if it’s..not what you want. I mean, you can’t remember and..it’s a lot..and..’

‘Bee.’ Henry sighed. She was right to think this was a lot to take in. And he was looking at a long recovery time. Many patients changed after such a traumatic event. And even though he thought he had always wanted this, a family, it was like being hit by a train at full speed, the way he was thrown in a life he didn’t know how to live. He cleared his throat and stepped in closer, his tongue flicking over his bottom lip. ‘So, what do we do now?’

Phoebe sighed. ‘Well, they’re just here for a visit. But I thought we could make some tea and biscuits and..’

‘I’ll make the tea.’ Henry smiled.

‘Sure?’

‘That I am. Though I’m so sure on how I am to handle four kids.’

Phoebe stepped in and clasped a hand around his shoulder, squeezing it gently. ‘Two hours, that’s it. And if it’s too much, you just head upstairs and we’ll say you needed to sleep early - they’re familiar with that.’

Henry looked down at her hand on his shoulder, her fingers quickly letting go, thinking he disliked it. He took another deep breath and slowly nodded. ‘Any other..things?’

Phoebe shrugged and laughed. ‘Well. I don’t even know where to start.’

Henry was glad he was about 4 times the size of these four little monkeys, because by the time their shoes were removed and Kal was decorated with their scarves, Henry was next in line to be welcomed by their grabby hands which clung to him like they were a pack of little Koala bears.

Henry thought he had plenty of experience with his little nephews and nieces. But this sure was different. Tumbles of dark brown curls cascaded over mischievous pairs of blue eyes, the youngest one somehow the fastest of them all as he crawled around the living room as if possessed, little knees thudding on the floorboards.

‘DADDDYYYY.’ They all screamed, tugging at his clothes and starting different stories all at the same time, their eager hands begging for his attention as their eyes lit up with excitement.

There was the eldest, Sam, a shy 4 year old boy. There were the twins. A boy and girl, Max and Piper - a rowdy bunch, now 3 years old. And the youngest, 1 year old Cole, named after his granddaddy, the same granddaddy having opted for settling down in the reading chair in the corner as he waited for the storm to pass.

‘H-hi.’ Henry breathed, looking down at the bouncing heads of his kids, his hands awkwardly brushing over their curls.

‘Daddy! Daddy! Did you see my draw-things?! I made like,’ The little girl widened her arms. ‘THIS many.’

‘OH, did you now? That’s a lot.’

‘Yea, and granny helped! And we baked cookies and..’ - ‘Daddy, I need to go peepee!!!’

And then the youngest started to cry as he failed to get the attention he wanted, his bone wrenching, shrilly cries reverberating through the suddenly much too small living room. Henry looked in panic at Phoebe and his mom, who were looking at the situation in mild shock; maybe it had been a little too rash to introduce him to ALL the kids at once. But here they were. Clinging to him like it was just another Tuesday. Four monkey babies, excited to see their dad after what seemed like a lifetime in their short little lives.

It took another fifteen minutes to somewhat calm the children, Henry having settled on a dining room chair as he watched the four pairs of blue eyes that stared back at him. The youngest had settled on Phoebe’s lap, his head rested on her slow breathing chest, and the twins had settled on the carpet, twiddling with the long strings of the rug as they nagged yet again that they were bored.

‘But I want my toys mommm.’ Piper nagged.

Next up was the youngest, who started to cry again, making Phoebe sigh in exasperation as she bounced him on her lap, before she decided it best to take a little walk, her slim legs walking out into the hallway, leaving Henry with the other three kids and his parents.

‘Are you my daddy?’ Sam frowned, sitting on the couch next to his grandma, large blue eyes studying the strangely familiar being that was Henry. Henry gulped at the boy’s question, his lack of knowledge of these children making the situation ever the more painful.

‘I eh..’ He frowned as he heard even louder crying coming from the kitchen, Phoebe trying her best to shush the crying babe. ‘I am.’

‘So why don’t you play with us?!’ Max exclaimed, falling down on his little back, hands stretching out to poke at his sister who growled like an annoyed little tiger cub.

‘MAAXXXX. Granny he’s doing it - OUCH - GRANNYYY.’

‘You two! Calm it, or you’ll go in time-out.’

‘But daddy is being weirdddd.’ Max protested, jutting out his lip.

‘But I’m still your daddy.’ Henry said, slowly crawling from his seat to settle down on the rug as well, his eyes searching the gaze of the twins, whose eyes immediately lit up - playtime? PLAYTIME!

‘So you’re going to play with us?’

‘HORSEYYYYY.’ Piper cheered, crawling out to Henry to tug on his sweater to climb up to his back. Henry, however, was quick to stop her, before she’d accidentally tug his hair and agitate his head wound.

‘DADDyyyy.’ She cried, fighting him as he settled her back on her bum. ‘But I wanna..’

‘Piper, hey, hey. Look at me.’ Henry’s voice got ever softer, the louder she cried, until finally her blue eyes opened again and she looked at him with a big, overexaggerated pout. ‘Daddy needs a little time. He, eh, was broken, and now needs to be fixed.’

‘I can fix you!’ Sam climbed off the couch and started to search for the toy box, immediately earning the attention of the twins who quickly rushed over to get a look in the treasure box.

‘YAAAYYYYYY.’

‘We’re gonna fix DADDY!!!!’

The three of them all picked pieces of toys, their fast little feet managing to escape Colin, Henry’s father, as the old man tried to grab for their little hands. ‘OI, young lady! Do not, I repeat; do not..-’

His pleas fell on deaf ears as the three children all went for the kill, Henry barely managing to sit up on his haunches in time to defend himself from the vicious attack of three hyperactive children.

‘OUCH.’ He gasped, feeling the familiar hurt of a piece of Lego in his skin, his mind having a difficult time to process how again he used to deal with his nephews and nieces in situations like these - then again, he had been sharp and witty then, and now he struggled with remembering the fact he has a wife now.

And kids. Don’t forget about the kids.

‘Ohhhhhkay!’ Marianne chimed with a fierce and loud voice, her hands clapping together with a sternness that made all three kids look up. ‘I think that’s enough fixing for today. How about we go have a drink and some biscuits, hmm?’

‘BISCUITSSSSSS!!!’ Piper cheered again - it was clear that the little girl was a bubbly bee. Bee. Oh damn, Henry thought, crawling up to a standing position before he followed the children that were running out into the hallway to get to the kitchen, his parents hot on his heels.

‘You can take a rest if you want.’ His mother whispered, laying a soothing hand on Henry’s shoulder before he stepped into the kitchen. His blue eyes met with the wisdom that lingered in his mom’s smile.

‘Sorry about that, mom.’ Henry sighed quietly.

‘No, no. Our fault, remember? Besides, it takes some time before you know how to deal with this hot bunch.’ She chuckled as she looked over Henry’s broad shoulder, the children jumping up and down around the kitchen island as Phoebe made an attempt to cool them down while she also bounced Cole up on her arm.

‘Don’t worry son.’ Colin squeezed Henry’s shoulder as Marianne also slipped into the kitchen. ‘No matter what happens, we’re here for you, mkay?’ The old man winked at Henry, who slowly shook his head.

‘Man, I wish they had a manual for this kinda stuff.’

Colin laughed. ‘If only, if only.’

The two men remained in the doorway as the women managed to calm down the children, the lot of them all being placed around the kitchen table before they were treated to freshly baked biscuits and a lot of mommy love.

It didn’t take long before the two hours were up and the kids were packed up back in Marianne and Colin’s car, Henry and Phoebe waving them goodbye with heavy hearts, but happy smiles. Small clouds of nightly cold drafted from their mouths as they turned back towards the door, a certain melancholy left in the house that was now silent again.

‘Don’t you want to..go with them?’ Henry asked quietly.

Phoebe looked up at him, the two of them now crowding the door mat as she pulled the door closed. ‘I miss a lot of things, but I need to be here with you now.’ A slightly sad smile moved up her lips.

‘You sure?’

‘Yea. For better and worse, remember?’ She laughed, only to feel that her choice words were awful, her breath hiccuping as she quickly evaded his gaze. ‘Sorry. That wasn’t nice of me.’

Henry sighed. ‘Please don’t feel bad. You’re the best mom I know..or..can remember.’ He smirked a little, but Phoebe didn’t seem to be so easily consolable. ‘Bee, hey.’ Henry used his thumb to tilt her head up, their eyes meeting. ‘I don’t know if this is crazy of me to ask, but, eh…’ He cleared his throat, feeling his heart falter at the concerned stare of her penetrating blue eyes. Had he failed her? Fuck. He licked his lips, unsure of whether to proceed.

‘What?’ She finally breathed, her voice a little croaky.

‘Oh, it’s stupid silly I guess.’ Henry moved his hand to his head to scratch, only to be caught by her hand, her eyes giving him a half-amused smile.

‘I told you to stop doing that.’

‘That you did,’ Henry hesitated again, before simply blurting out: ‘would you like to go on a date with me?’

A short silence fell as Phoebe’s eyes widened in something so unreadable that Henry wasn’t sure whether she was about to scold him or break out in laughter. And how glad he was it was the latter, her lips pulling up into a most amused little chuckle. ‘What now?’

‘A..date? Wait, has that word changed in the..?’

‘No, no. Dating is a thing. And..’ She now burst out into a full fit of giggles.

‘What?’

‘Well, we never really dated. We just..’ Her eyes widened.

‘What, Bee? Don’t leave me hanging here.’

‘No, no. I mean YES! I want to go on a date with you, though, eh, no, let’s talk about this later. It’s been a long day and..’ Her words died as she sniffled again, her hand now moving up to brush carefully through his chocolate brown curls. ‘I’d love to go on a date with you.’

Chap 4 >

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drabbles-mc · 4 years ago

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Tag Game!

Tagged by: @mayans-sauce (Love you lots)

Rules: answer 30 questions and tag blogs you are contractually obligated to know better!

Name/nickname: Taylor/Tay

Gender: F

Star sign: Libra

Height: 5ft 2in

Time: 7:45pm

Birthday: September 23rd

Favorite bands: I cycle through music like it’s my job but I’ve been on a serious Old Dominion & All Time Low kick recently

Favorite solo artists: Again, I listen to and cycle through a lot. But Halsey, Taylor Swift, J Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Harry Styles

Song stuck in my head: One of Them Girls by Lee Brice

Last movie: Ummm it’s been a while since I’ve watched an actual film. I went and saw Tenet a while back though and it was so good.

Last show: I’m currently working through Bloodline but before that I binged On My Block and it was amazing

When did I create this blog?: Literally had to go check the publish date of my first fic for this lol. But I started this in the beginning of October! But I’ve had my main blog and been on tumblr for...an embarrassingly long time hahaha

What I post: this blog is all SoA and Mayans, also just posts about writing and stuff in general. My main blog is a total shitshow though if you ever wanna venture over there

Last thing I Googled: Oscar Isaac because I was trying to show my boyfriend a picture of him lol

Why I chose my URL: I had to think of something quick and this kinda just stuck haha

Following: I can’t really answer this accurately since this is a side-blog and I follow people from my main blog so it all gets mushed together

Followers: 559 (And I love every one of you!)

Average hours of sleep: Usually around 6, sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less

Lucky number: 3

Instruments: I used to play keyboard but now I got nothin lol

What am I wearing?: my new SamFam hoodie and leggings

Dream Job: who even knows anymore lmao. I really like working in special education though so I’d like to stay in the field

Dream trip: Spain! I would loveee to go to Spain.

Favorite food: sushi, and then chocolate haha

Nationality: American lol. But mostly Italian, Japanese, Mexican, and German

Favorite Song: ooooo this is such a tough one because I listen to so much music. According to Spotify though, my favorite songs this year were Bruh... by Lil Dicky, and Trouble Is... by All Time Low (they both have ellipses at the end which is...interesting lmao)

Last book I read: damn it’s been a minute since I’ve read something that’s not fanfiction. But I’m currently reading The First Time I Met Frank O’Hara: Reading Gay American Writers by Rick Witaker, and I Would Leave Me If I Could by Halsey

Top 3 Fictional Universes I’d like to live in:

1. Superspy AU (still clinging to my Kingsman hyperfixation don’t touch me lmao)

2. Rich and comfortably taking care of everybody AU

3. A wizarding AU would also be legit

Tagging (but as always, no pressure if you don’t wanna do this!): @-im-fantastic- @appropriate-writers-name @garbinge @est1887 @xladymacbethx @lovebennycolonmiguelgalindo @lexiibishop @mydaiilyescape @emmaveale123 @proudlittlewitchbitch @lakamaa12 @sillygoose6969 @beardburnsupersoldiers @petlaufeyson

#tag game

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deadlynightshade-and-hyacinth · 4 years ago

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Fruit, Seppuku and the Flying Bugsy

Late September 1971, the Tokyo Hilton in Japan. A trip to remember. **this is the short story of how and why Led Zeppelin was banned from the Tokyo Hilton for life** I hope you all enjoy the ride.

Jimmy’s P.O.V.

Speeding down the corridor, the service cart in hand was the beast, a rampant, intoxicated Percy atop it. I took another swig of my beer, watching them in amusement from the end of the hall.

“Woohoo!” Robert screamed, flailing his arms in the air. “You better move Pageykins!” He slurred.

I leaned against the wall, my arms crossed, the cart heading straight for me. Behind the handles; Bonzo - face red with delirium - roared car sounds as if he were in a drag race.

“VROOM, VROOM.“

Under John’s thunderous voice, a loud muffled sound vibrated with the buggy. Just as they almost reached me, Bonzo flicked his wrists, turning the cart to the left, making a loud sharp noise at it skidded to a stop.

“AGGHH!” Robert yelled, his face covered in a sloppy, Cheshire grin.

Through the rush of the adrenaline I caught the glimpse of a flash from the corner of my eye. Out from the bottom compartment of the service cart rolled Jonesy, taking the curtain that wrapped around the buggy with him.

“Ow.” Jones rubbed his head.

“Man up!” Bonzo laughed, beating his chest like an ape.

“So, what do’ya say, Page? Wanna go for a ride?” Percy’s bright, hopeful smile shone brilliantly considering the terrible yellow light of the corridor.

I shook my head laughing. “Do you think I’m an idiot?” I raised my eyebrows. “You piss pots are gonna get us kicked out of here if you don’t stop muckin’ about.”

"Spoil sport.” Jonesy scoffed. “You know and we know that you have done worse!”

I shrugged carelessly. “I have someone waiting for me.” I chugged the rest of my beer and lifted the glass to cheers them goodnight.

“Who the hell are you shagging?” Robert piped up, stumbling off the cart.

“Some bird I found parading in the lobby. You know she asked for you too” I slyly invited him hoping the others wouldn’t notice.

He gave me a shy smile.

“Ay where's Phil? The ol’ bugger owes me a beer!” Bonzo jumped in between Robert and I. Phil Carson who ran Atlantic Records in England was on the tour with us.

“Went into the shower about 10 minutes ago. I guess he figured since you three were out of sight he could have a peaceful 20 minutes in the wash.” I informed them wryly. “Don’t disturb us.” I waved them good night, heading for my room.

Bonzo’s P.O.V.

“What do’ya say we pay an ol’ visit to Philly with our new pal Bugsy?” I pointed my thumb toward the torn apart buggy.

“Ah man I think I’m gonna uh... hit the sheets. Pagey kinda crushed the mood.” Percy murmured suspiciously keyed up.

“I’m up for it!” Jones bounced up from the floor, the buggy curtain floating delicately with him.

Percy, the little twit ran off in a hurry while Jones and I found good ol’ Philly’s room.

“So, what are we gonna do?” Jones excitedly twiddled his fingers.

“Well mate, you are gonna open the doors and I am gonna… improvise… But Bugsy over ‘ere is gonna… well we’re gonna improvise that too!"

Jones nodded and opened the door to Philly’s suite. He entered first, confirming that the coast was clear so I pushed ol’ Bugsy in. We listened intently and heard the shower running. So far, the mission of Bugsy was a success. I nodded to the bathroom door and Jones happily opened it quietly.

After taking a quick deep breath, inspiration flooded me. At full force I ran for the bathroom, pushing Bugsy in front of me, screaming the opening wail of Immigrant Song. "AhhhAhhhAHHHHHHHHHHahhhhhhh AhhhAhhhAHHHHHHHHHHHahhhhhh.”

At the threshold of the door I let go of the cart and watched it ram into the shower occupied by Philly. He jumped to the side dodging the death cab.

“Bleedin’ hell!” He yelled clutching onto the shower curtain for coverage.

“Aye Philly, I jusssth wanted to stop by fer that beer!” I smiled widely.

The next day I woke up, not able to remember if I got that beer or not. And Bugsy was nowhere to be found… come to think of it, I never did see another service cart on our floor the rest of our stay.

I met Richard down in the car as he had promised to take me out. On the town! Just us pals! It would be bloody grand!

After a day filled with random stores, supper, a little nose candy and a pub stop, we were on our way back to the hotel when we saw the light! It was a street lamp that shone its brilliant luminescence on a store with a big sign in beautiful Japanese lettering. Of course, we had no fuckin’ idea what it said but in the window of this little blessing of a store was just what we needed to have a good time. Quickly we crossed the street and entered the store only leaving once we had purchased two beautiful samurai swords.

Heading back to the hotel we took another snort of coke and found our way up to our rooms. Screaming random words that sounded like they could be in a Bruce Lee movie, Richard and I tore both our rooms to splinters. Smashing the tellys, cutting the bunks up, tearing down the curtains, slashing the carpet to pieces and slicing the walls with our majestic swords.

“Korosu!” Richard yelled at the telly as he smashed the screen into pieces. “Daijoubu!”

When our rooms were no longer recognizable, we left for the corridor, sword in hand.

“… I wonder what Jonesy’s up to…” I smiled slyly at Richard who returned the devious grin.

We ran to his room and tried the knob but it was locked.

“Who needs doorknobs… when we have these!?” I held up the sword like king Arthur.

Richard caught on and stepped away from the door.

I swung the weapon back and like a baseball bat, swung it forward again. It hit the door with a loud crack. We both looked at each other and broke out into laughter before we both started whacking the door until the shards of wood lay in a big pile at our feet, the door barely standing on its hinges.

We entered the room to find Jones drunk and unconscious in his bed.

“Grab his leg!” I smacked Richards arm and grabbed Jonesy’s other leg. We dragged him out of the room and left him passed out in the corridor then repeated seppuku on his room. When we finished, we backed away to the door and gazed at the disaster we had created with our newly found toys.

“Kachi! Katsu!” I yelled raising my sword in the air to clank with Richards. Proud of our success we had a beer and celebrated then headed off to new, fresh rooms to sleep.

Jonesy’s P.O.V.

“Mr. Jones…” An annoying voice kept repeating my name over and over.

I could feel the haze of the inevitable awakening fog my brain. My head pounded and my stomach felt queasy. I just wanted to sleep.

“Mr. Jones…” The voice continued.

In a huff I opened my eyes and found a maid standing above me, poking at my shoulder.

“What in fuckin’ hell do ya bloody want?” I yelled. “Can’t you see I’m trying to fuckin’ sleep!" I was madly irritated, my tone and words too rash and harsh but a hangover was ensuing and if this woman didn’t leave me alone to continue my slumber I was going to hurl.

"But Mr. Jones.” Her face looked terrified. She took a step back and tried to speak again but I cut her off.

“Why the hell are you in my room anyway?” I asked outraged, rubbing my eyes as I sat up. When my eyes focused, I realized I was not in my bed. “Why in the bloody hell am I on the floor?” I asked mostly myself. I looked around and realized I wasn’t even in my room. “Where am I?"

The maid crossed her arms, her expression not happy. "You are in the corridor sir. I believe that is your room.” She pointed to a chopped-up door.

“What the fuck happened?"

"I don’t know.” Her tone was livid. “But I’m not cleaning it!” She turned on her heels and walked away.

Percy’s P.O.V.

The next night, after the concert, ran pretty much the same way the previous nights had. But instead of dangerous weaponry or flying carts from hell, us mates and the roadies gathered in the dining hall for a little snack after a hard-working evening. Some idiot, probably Richard, decided to take all the food up the corridor on the floor we inhabited and once we were up there, with belly’s full of booze we started throwing food at each other.

Watermelons denting walls, apples smacking people in the head. Poor Page got a banana smashed into his precious hair.

“God dammit!” He cried trying to pull the chunks out. “Who did thi–” He started but one of the roadies threw a grape in his gaping gob.

He eyed the roadie suspiciously then grabbed a handful of tangerines and started whipping them at him. The roadie, hit a couple times by the tiny oranges, started ducking and dodging. Sticky orange splatters covered the walls behind him.

Bonzo off to the side was smashing grapefruits and kiwis into the carpet. Jonesy was in a banana battle with Cole and I was throwing more mushed up food into Jimmy’s hair while he was still pinning the same poor roadie with pears now.

When none of us could take anymore we took hideout in Pagey’s room. Page spent the rest of the night fixing his hair while the rest of us, sopping wet and sticky with fruit, continued drinking until we passed out.

The next morning, we were all awakened covered in dried fruit juice and lint, our hair matted and sticky. Early in the morning we were all summoned to the lobby where we found all of our equipment and luggage sitting at the door.

“You have made a disaster of my hotel, giving it a bad reputation. I am now to ask you all to leave and never return!” The manager of the hotel who once welcomed us with smiles and open arms now sneered at us. “Led Zeppelin is banished from The Tokyo Hilton for life!"

Peter paid the original bill with a few extra thousand for the damages caused by all of us all while attempting not to laugh at the ridiculousness we had created and the fact that us rambunctious group of lads and imbeciles were now banned for life from a prestigious hotel and good ol’ Tokyo, Japan.

We left groggy and sore, not bothering to argue. It was an adventure we would remember forever. Once we made our way to the airport and sat ourselves in our seats we broke into an uncontrollable laughter. It was one hell of a trip.

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purplerose244 · 4 years ago

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Peacefully

Here for this year’s Ninjago Secret Santa! Man I love this event, thank you a lot @coco-jaguar for organizing it once again! ❤ Hi @davisisacommonname, I’m your secret santa! Here’s you gift, I hope you like it! 😊😊

Merry Christmas and happy festivitites!! 💕💕

Summary: It’s a day like others, just without the usual mayhem shaking the entire city. A time to think of less stressful possibilities.

“So, what did we learn today?”

“That dares are stupid?” As they got back inside the monastery, finally escaping the chilling winter air, Nya raised a gigantic eyebrow at the green ninja. At which the mighty leader seemed to shrink the littlest bit. “… that dares involving the master of lighting putting lights on the tree using spinjitzu, resorting in him entangling himself into the wires and making every single bulb explode by electrification, are stupid?”

“There you go.” The master of water sighed loudly. “I don’t even know why I’m surprised it happened.” Despite the nonchalance of this blondie, the brand-new lights that they had been forced to buy and how she was probably the only one irritated about it – especially since Kai had been laughing hysterically for ten minutes straight afterwards –, she smiled.

Lloyd mimicked her, probably sensing he was not in mortal danger anymore, taking off scarf and hat. His golden locks puffed up as soon as the headpiece was off.

“Does the fact that I lost against Cole count as enough punishment?”

“Mhm?”

“I bet with him it was going to be Kai the first to cause an incident, he was supposed to be the one to take the bet. Now I’m in debt of one week of chores.” Another eyebrow was raised, less furious, more judging. “What? I’m trying to catch up, apparently the guys used to bet on everything when they first formed the team, from who was going to be the green ninja, to who was going to be the first to find out the identity of Samurai X! Like, I’m that prophesied green savior, and I knew about your little escapades.” Nya couldn’t help the little smirk. Ironically, the green ninja did turn out to be the first to discover the truth. “I could’ve won two times already, I wanna keep up now.”

They stepped into the kitchen, hearing faraway sounds. The others were most likely elsewhere putting up less expendable decorations. Nya was already looking towards the stove, thinking of nothing other than hot chocolate. Knowing Lloyd, they were on the same page.

“Okay, that’s uselessly prideful and kind of adorable, but this better not turn into a gambling addiction little one.”

“Nya, my father was the king of the Underworld. Is there really a worse evil than that?”

She couldn’t argue back.

Lost in thoughts about something warm to melt her frozen bones, she almost jumped when the sudden scribble came to her ears, and one extremely peaceful whistling that they were all too accustomed to at this point. In the living room right next, sitting on the sofa with the television uncharacteristically switched off, was Cole. Eyes on a random notebook he had on his knees, a pencil in the air, wearing that ridiculous sweater Jay found at the mall with muscled arms drawn over the sleeves – such a miracle of an ugly sweater.

He looked extremely taken by his activity, munching the end of the pencil every once in a while. Seeing their official lifter so calm and captured by whatever mindless activity had forced him to sit down was curious. It did happen before, but lately it got rarer. It was always a nice view.

Nya looked at the green ninja, who pointed at the kitchen with his thumb, right where the mugs where. She nodded, and went to take place next to the master of earth.

Who jumped right away, giving her a look.

“What the…? You’re back already? I didn’t hear you get in.”

“Wow, you don’t say!” From the kitchen the blonde’s voice erupted. “It’s almost like we’re ninja or something, unbelievable!” It followed accurate noises made by mouth, and if they knew him – and after years they absolutely did – then the little brat was probably mimicking an explosion coming out of his head – he was hanging around Jay a little too much.

Nya giggled, while the master of earth rolled his eyes with a little grin.

“Nice to hear you’re all in a good mood after our little blackout. You got the lights?”

“All done. Sorry about the scare, but it looked like you were in your own world.” She tilted her head, looking around. The living room was getting more festive, but it missed at least half the holly. “Didn’t you guys finish while we were gone?”

“We were going to, then something came up and we can’t really continue until Zane comes back to the shop… Kai accidentally set the tree on fire while you two were gone.” Her loud facepalm spoke louder than any of them. “I think Wu is still giving him an earful as he did with Jay as we speak … and before you ask Lloyd, Jay made a mess before Kai. So I still won the bet.”

“Aww, for once that I actually need Hot Shot to cause a mess!” The green ninja came out of the kitchen, the kettle starting to heat up into the kitchen, pout clearly in sight. For being their brave leader and the strongest ninja of all, he was still kind of a kid – although in all honesty, weren’t they all? “Anyway, what got you so into it that you forgot how to hear?” He walked until he was behind the couch, leaning over the master of earth’s shoulder and smiling. “Hey, that’s pretty cool! I didn’t know you could draw!” His surprised tone came out sincerely, especially since it felt like forever since they had found each other in this weird family. Finding new details was always a shock.

Nya scooted closer as well, smiling at the familiar shading of the chicken drawn onto the paper, with the real one sleeping over a pillow in front of the tv.

“You still have a nice touch. I haven’t seen you do it ever since it was just the four of you in action, and this little evil brat was in some random snake prison.” Lloyd mouthed an ‘oohhh’ of understand as why he didn’t remember. “To be more specific, I’m pretty sure it was back when instead of listening to my research about the Serpentine, you guys have tried to poison me with perfume.” Good thing no villain knew about her little Achilles hill.

Cole snorted, pressing his eraser on the corner of the paper.

“You were telling complicated stuff to that airhead that is your brother, to the guy that was lookin at your in awe while trying his hardest to ask you out, and to a nindroid. A robot. You can’t really blame us.”

“What’s your excuse then?” The master of earth raised his piece.

“I’m pretty freaking good at this.” Nya snorted. Again, no arguments here. “You know… I’ve been thinking about those times. And it’s not like it was easier, but I guess we didn’t really know how much things could become complicated and return back then.” Cole looked over the drawing, shrugging. “But I’m in vein of taking something back from there, exactly because we don’t know when we could get called into action again. It’s little, but it’s still mine… I felt silly like that this morning.” He grinned of that introverted nature that, despite years, was still a part of him.

And it was okay. It was great even. Nya gave him a shoulder.

“Hey, it’s not silly, it’s good.”

“Yeah! All of us should do something other than fighting.” Lloyd chimed in, dropping next to Cole on the other side, smiling. “Like for example, even though it’s been a pretty shady part of my life, I kinda miss PE back at Darkley’s. Moving just for the sake of moving. We should play sometimes, not because of training, it could be fun… or Nya could annihilate us, whichever comes first.”

“I’m not that competit-” The master of water blinked twice, shaken by the quickest flashback of her life. “… no wait scratch that, I totally am.”

Cole snickered, tapping the notebook with his pencil.

“Besides having as a golden rule to never put the blacksmith brothers against each other-” It could be the time Ninjago actually managed to get completely destroyed for good. “I would be down for that, why not? No sparring or anything, just a friendly match of whatever. I didn’t even get to do that as a kid, dad would always say that I could risk putting muscles where a dancer didn’t need them…” He flexed one arm, the massive hill pulling up the drawing onto the sleeve. He grinned with satisfaction. “How about football? I’ve always wanted to try football!” Oh for whatever reason other than having the strength to tackle a mountain?

“Absolutely!” Lloyd nodded eagerly. “Let’s do it! Oh, and soccer too, Brad and I used to try that a lot when we were kids!” He seemed to absolutely glow and the perspective, and it was kinda sad that such a simple reality represented an actual opportunity for him.

Before Nya could get lost into more self-deprecating depressive thoughts, and the fact that not even one of them had a normal childhood except maybe for Jay – and considering the still not so clear Cliff Gordon erased reality affair that was still up to discussion –, there was a loud whistle coming from the kitchen. The green ninja immediately sprouted into action, sprinting towards the sound. As soon as Cole decided to put down his drawing, seeing as the chicken had woken up to go bother someone – bet on Kai –, the blondie came back with three steaming mugs, giving to them all.

The master of water held up hers – a blue one with a storm cloud on it saying ‘Too tide to talk’ –, smiling at the distinct bitter scent of black cocoa. They knew each other tastes way too well.

“Sounds good to me. I also fancy basketball, so I’m down for that.”

“Nice! Mm, but how about other hobbies? Nya?” Cole took his time to take a generous sip from his mug that was literally dripping because of the amount of marshmallow – covering slightly the orange surface with ‘I’m a grounded person, like my coffee’ written on it –, while the gray ninja frowned a little. “Anything you would like to regain? You never really stopped with engineering so I’m guessing that’s out of the way.”

“Yeah, but,” She hummed, tracing the warm cup with her fingers. “That wasn’t a hobby or something I liked to do, not at first at least. It was just like Samurai X, a way to show you guys I could do what you did, even better. It grew on me, but it’s kinda work too, I’m proud of it but nowhere near as passionate as Jay or Cyrus Borg could be.” It was all about her tendency of holding onto the things she excelled at after all, the one obstacle that had almost cost her the true potential of her element. Despite her steps forward, putting a difference between liking to be good at something and liking it was still a little complicated. Then again… “… maybe painting?”

Cole grinned in surprise, Lloyd raised his head from his cup showing an impressive chocolate mustache – along with that black mug saying ‘It’s morning so you green and bear it’… and yes those mugs were all Jay’s presents.

“Whoa, where did that come from?”

“Yeah no offence, but you never stroke me as the artistic type.”

“None taken, it’s not exactly something that I feel it belongs to me, but maybe that’s why I used to like it. Because it was so far I didn’t have to think too much about it.” Nya smiled, taking another sip. “Remember the second Steep of Wisdom Wu opened in the middle of Ninjago City? To attract more customers I decided to work on a mural, right on the side. I don’t even know why, I just bought paint, brushes and a suit and started.”

“Oohh, I remember the one!” Lloyd snapped his fingers, the marshmallow in his cocoa shaking in the movement. “It was the one with the big majestic Wu serving the customer, I thought he hired an artist for it! That was cool!”

“You’re not saying it just because you’re my little brother, right?”

“Oh no, if it was ugly I would make a manifest all about it exactly because I’m your little brother. Brotherly code, smack talk every time it’s possible.” And then he fist bumped with his earthly brother nearby, wearing that same stupid grin. “But seriously, you were good at it. We finally have some free time to our hands, maybe it could be a good time for a new work. We still need the mural of that Day of the Departed where Cole turned back human after all, since those monks decided they had ‘lost the harmony of the inspiration’.” No one had been happy with leaving that important adventure behind – too bad they were in a monastery, a place of peace.

Cole hummed mindlessly, munching a marshmallow.

“Tell you what, how about we buy drawing and painting materials together for Christmas shopping?” He chugged down his drink, releasing a very satisfied sigh before leaning his back softly over the couch. “It’s usually Zane or Pix, we could take over for once and no, don’t give me that look water lily, it’s not for buying an extra cake and yes, do give me that look greenie, if you come along we’re so escaping and get to the sweet shop.” And there it came, another fist bump.

She had signed up for this.

She had signed up for this the moment she had let herself being overtaken by a bunch of skeletons, a past hit on her pride that to this day made her want to take a bone and break it in halves every time she thought about it – sports were going to be massacres, she was kinda looking forwards to it.

“I’m bringing leashes for you two vampires with sweet teeth, but it’s not a bad idea. And I like the mall in this period, it could even bring some inspiration as to what to paint.”

“How did you decide the first time?”

“I just thought of a simple design to get more clients.” Nya finished her drink, giving her eyes to a very curious looking blonde, thinking that it had been so long. It had always been so long, every single time she reevoked a part of her life, even though she was still so young. It was that eventful. “I worked on that project all day… but after it melted under the sun, it got ruined because of the wind and a lightning decided to strike it right in the middle, I just splashed it with all the colors I had and spinjitzued the heck out of it.”

“… rage, the mark of an artist.” Lloyd snickered, then he froze, suddenly beaming at the two. “Hey, why don’t you two work on something together? Cole makes the drawing and you paint it, it could be like a Christmas gift or something!”

Nya popped her mouth opened. How did they never think of that? How did they never while they had been battling villain after villain after villain after- Oh, there was the answer.

She turned to the master of earth, who looked just as engaged with the idea, if not more.

“Heck yeah, let’s do it! I can sketch a few ideas!”

“I do have colors I never got to try last time…”

“And I know mom got a few old frames that didn’t get accepted by the museum, I’m sure we can find a good one for this.” Lloyd grinned, scratching his cheek. “It’s almost weird putting up a plan for something other than defeating evilness…”

“Maybe, doesn’t make it any less good.” Cole winked at the two of them, looking inspired. And it was so good to see her brothers so high-spirited, and being happy with them. “… aha, I got one!” The master of earth hurried to the notebook, scrabbling quickly while the green ninja leaned his chin over his shoulder to see better, and the master of water did the same with her elbow on the other side. There was no other noise besides the pencil moving, and the suddenly more vivid voice of the rest of their family not too far away.

Peace was an abstract concept, it was in her life at least. But at least this moment, this situation, this instant, for Nya this was hers. And she wanted to make the most of it.

“… is that Jay getting entangled into the Christmas lights while doing spinjitzu?”

“Yeah? Is that the ‘should I punch you now or later for stupidity’ frown?”

“Nah, it’s the ‘what shade of color better depict bad life decisions’ frown.”

#ninjago #ninjago secret santa 2020 #ninjago cole #ninjago lloyd #ninjago nya #lloyd garmadon #cole bucket #cole brookstone #nya smith #ninjago fic #fanfiction #christmas fic

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leverage-ot3 · 5 years ago

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notable moments from The Runway Job

leverage 2.10

Nate: Um, I wanna ask you something. Is, is Florence here, and you can just tell me. It's... is she here illegally?

Theresa: No, the Pans are very careful. They provide work papers, keep everything just on this side of legal. But once the women are here, they make them work off the cost of their passage.

Nate: Right. Which takes years because, my guess is, they pay them well below minimum wage. And they know because of the language barrier no one's going to complain

that’s so sad and fucked up

- - - - -

Sophie (on phone): Look, we didn't get along when we first started. And Eliot, how long did it take before you trusted me? Hm? Eliot, you do trust me, don't you?

Eliot: That's not the point, Sophie. If Nate doesn't like this chick, then it's not gonna work.

Sophie: Which is why you've gotta get him on board. Look, you need a grifter. The last time one of you tried to grift, you wound up kidnapped by Russians.

Eliot: This brother right here.

Parker: Hardison.

Hardison: We still can't let that go?

the ot3 = children

also eliot is wearing a blue shirt that matches parker’s flannel 💖

and her teal doc martens??? AMAZING

+ eliot’s lil hair braids and beads

- - - - -

Sophie: Listen to me. Tara Cole is the best. I wouldn't have sent her if I didn't trust her. I know you're gonna love her. So, just give her a chance.

Eliot: She is hot.

Hardison: She's very hot.

Parker: Hot. (everyone looks at Parker) Warm? Cold? Why are we staring

I’d die for bisexual parker, okay? bi (grey-ace???) parker I will take to my grave

- - - - -

Eliot: Touchdown.

Parker: I just miss you.

(Sophie ends the call. Parker tosses the remote to Hardison)

eliot trying to be nonchalant as nate walks in? a dork

and parker lets herself be extremely vulnerable for a moment and we’re soft for it

- - - - -

Tara: Yeah. No. I get it. I mean the word con comes from confidence, right? We gotta build her confidence. Make her thinks she's the greatest designer in the world.

Nate: There you go.

Eliot: How?

Nate: How? We need a Caprina.

Tara: What is that? So, he just says things and then walks away?

Parker: Yeah. You're gonna have to get used to that.

- - - - -

parker’s lil pool cleaner outfit with an orange polka dot bathing suit underneath??? adorable

- - - - -

Eliot: Tell me about Fashion Week.

Tara: The big designers use it to launch their new collections, but it's mainly showcases for rising stars. The investors are looking for the next big thing. Tommy Hilfiger, Marc Jacobs, Andre V. They all got their start at Fashion Week.

(Hardison looks closely at Eliot’s face)

Eliot: What?

Hardison: Is that, is that mascara? Dude, you got on guy-liner, man. And the leather pants.

Eliot: What...? This is... Listen, this is fashion-y.

Hardison: If you're Steven Seagal.

(Tara laughs. Eliot pulls off his scarf and takes down his hair)

Eliot: Don't. Don't!

Hardison: Not everybody can rock the scarf.

Tara: I was gonna say Stephen Tyler, but Seagal works.

Hardison: It's a bold choice, man. I respect it

LEAVE HIM ALONE

also that marriedness tho

- - - - -

Tara (looks through Gloria’s sketchbook): Oh. So lovely. Such bold use of buckles, huh?

Gloria: I call it Pilgrim Chic

eliot: pinches the bridge of his nose, Over It™

- - - - -

Tara: No. I'm quitting. I don't need this crap.

Sophie: You're not quitting, Tara.

Tara: At least Eliot's a professional. Hardison's, you know, warming up. Even Parker seems okay with me.

Sophie: Parker showed feelings?

Tara: A feeling. Seemed like a human one, but it's hard to tell.

SOPHIE’S PROUD SMILE

- - - - -

parker and the reindeer games

- - - - -

Nate: Listen to me, a car is driving 80 miles an hour. How long does it take to get to a camera a mile away?

[Leverage HQ]

Nate: That's seventh grade algebra, Hardison.

[Exterior Pan House]

Nate: Listen, the husband said that they had partners.

Parker: Forty-five seconds.

Nate: What?

Parker: That's the answer, 45 seconds.

Nate: Oh

someone make a compilation of parker being extremely smart and talented pls it’s for my serotonin

- - - - -

Eliot: We gotta go.

(they exit into the factory floor. Three men come in through a large door)

Eliot: We gotta go. Nate, I got three guys here. Armed with cleavers. That's the signature of the Triad.

[Interior Car]

Nate: Triads. We're a minute away.

Parker: The Chinese Triads.

Nate: They control the global counterfeit clothing market. It's worth billions to them. Even more than narcotics.

Eliot: So we didn't take money from the Pans. We took money from the Triads.

Nate: The last person holding their cash was Eliot

- - - - -

(Eliot keeps Tara behind him)

Eliot: This way.

(the men follow them through the rows of clothing and sewing machines)

Eliot: All right, cleavers. I haven't done that in a while. All right, listen, these rows are narrow. OK? They're gonna have to come at me one at a time. Just stay close.

Tara: You're telling me what to do? (moves away from him)

Eliot: Yeah. Don't. Wait, what did you... Tara. Tara.

Tara: Please. Please. Please. I don't wanna die. Please.

(one of the men slash at her playfully with a cleaver. Eliot looks at the other men. One of them speaks in Chinese. Tara pushes a cart at the one closest to her, making him fall over. She reaches for an iron and hits him in the head with it, knocking him down again. Eliot nods in approval. Another man comes at Eliot with a cleaver. He dodges the blows and pushes the man away. Eliot blocks the next blow with a dressmaker’s dummy, then punches the man in the face. Tara picks up a cleaver. Eliot blocks a blow from the man he was fighting and hits him several times in the face and chest, knocking him down)

BADASS TARA

also on today’s edition of non-weapons-eliot-uses-in-fights, eliot uses a mannequin (and tara uses an iron)

- - - - -

(Tara brandishes the cleaver. The man she was fighting stands up and comes at her. Eliot blocks the blow and hits the man in the face, pushing away the cleaver. He blocks a punch, then hits the man several times in the side and face. Tara comes over and headbutts the man, knocking him out. Eliot looks at her in surprise)

Tara: Admit it. You kinda like me now

I love her

- - - - -

Eliot: Thank you. (they walk away) "The only thing getting in are models and clothes.

Parker: Yeah.

Eliot: Hey.

(Eliot looks at Parker for a long moment, then walks over to a rack of clothes. Parker begins to look through the rack)

Eliot: No. No. No!

Parker: How about this?

Eliot: It's a shirt, Parker.

Parker: I know, but at least you can move in it. These clothes are totally impractical. OK? There's no range of motion, limited concealment options, and this reflective material would set off a motion detector a mile away.

Eliot: It's a fashion show. It's not Thieves-R-Us.

Parker: Fine. How about this?

Eliot: The A-line drape of the empire waist is nice but the neckline's a little weak if you ask me. What? I date a lot of models. Lot of private fashion shows, if you know what I mean.

Parker: Yes. Yes.

Eliot: Though most of the dresses ended up on the ground.

Parker: Yep. I get it. You're a guy.

Eliot: Means they were naked.

Parker: OK, seriously? (walks away)

Eliot: Yeah. I'm just saying. (watches a model walk by) How ya doing? (follows the model

LET HER WEAR THIEFY CLOTHES

also

eliot: I’m straight. I sleep with only exclusively women. I swear. Look how I talk. I am a Heterosexual™ man. No homo.

- - - - -

(Andre V sees Parker)

Andre V: And you. You. You're incomplete. You are incomplete.

Parker: What?

Andre V (grabs Parker): Boys and girls, incomplete model on deck. Incomplete model on deck. This is an emergency. Sit down. Sit. Sit. Sit, sit. Incomplete model on deck. Here.

Parker: Um...

Andre V: Nose. Eyes. Chin. Hair. Go.

(people converge on Parker to do her makeup and hair. She strains to see the laptop, which is still transferring files)

Andre V: Go. Come, come. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. The cheekbones.

(a few minutes later everyone moves away to reveal a fully made up Parker. They all gas)

Andre V: Perfection. Perfect. Oh. Oh, wonderful. OK, let's go. Go. Go. Go. Go.

(Andre takes her to the runway and pushes her out)

Andre V: Go. Go. Go.

Parker: What?

Andre V: Go faster. Faster. Go. And graceful, please. You're not running a marathon. Don't even think of coming back here. Find your face. Find your face.

(Parker walks gracefully down the runway, striking a pose. She turns and heads back down the runway, then falls into the crowd)

she tried, your honor

- - - - -

Eliot: Hey, this thing starts coming off the rails, don't wait. Call us in.

he’s talking about both himself AND parker being physical backup and I love that

- - - - -

Hardison: It was a simple switch. You just put an auto-run instruction file on the drive to show a set of designs for the startup and a different set for the email.

- - - - -

Parker: OK, no earpiece. How did you tell Nate you were gonna run the cop scam?

[Flashback]

Tara: It's just 50 grand. That's what this is about, Five-oh. Capiche?

[Exterior Factory]

Eliot: Five-oh. For the cops. That's all it took?

Nate: Some people just know how to communicate.

Tara: Yeah, I just finally learned how to speak his language. Cryptic clues, slogans and code

- - - - -

Nate: And, uh, I'll give you, uh, your earbud back. And, listen, you know, I'll try, because Sophie sent you. Try to communicate better.

Tara: Thank you. And for what it's worth, Sophie was right. You guys are the best I've ever seen.

Nate: I know. (walks away)

Tara: But no one in the world is as good as you think you are.

#leverage #the runway job #leverage 2.10 #leverage 2x10 #notable moments #leverage season 2 #season 2 #mine

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autisticfangpyreclub · 5 years ago

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Gold stained hands, red stained teeth - chapter 2

slight emetophobia warning for this chapter, though nothing graphic and the thing that could trigger it is mentioned very briefly.

“Cole, calm down!” Kai struggled to restrain a panicked Cole from lunging with his wooden stake. “He’s not going to hurt us!”

“That’s just what he wants you to think!” Cole yelled at him, frantically trying to break free from Kai’s grasp. “Nya, get away from him!”

Nya stood protectively in front of Lloyd, who clutched onto her arm like a child afraid of getting separated from their parent. Zane pushed Cole back, and yanked the stake out of his hand. “Cole, stop it!” he shouted, “you're scaring him!”

“I’m scaring him?!” Cole gestured violently towards Lloyd, “he was literally dead before I passed out!”

Lloyd whimpered. He let go of Nya’s arm and timidly approached Cole, who drew back in fear. “I… I promise I’m not going to hurt you,” he stuttered, “I’ve never bitten anyone, I swear!”

Cole tried to reach for the stake again, but Nya kicked it under the cabinet. “Don’t even think about it,” she said coldly, jabbing a finger at Cole’s chest.

Cole sputtered, looking around at everyone giving him similarly hostile looks. “B-But, he’s a vampire!”

“Yeah, but he’s like a chill, nice vampire,” Jay said, “and he’s super polite, seriously, you should’ve heard how many times he said ‘please’ after he woke up.”

“Do… I really say it that often?” Lloyd asked, blushing.

“Yup, at least a dozen times.”

Cole threw his hands up in defeat. “Fine, let’s say I believe you, just what are we supposed to do now?!”

“Well, uh…” Kai looked down sheepishly, “I was kinda thinking we could bring him back to the dorm-“

“ABSOLUTELY NOT!” Cole shot back. He sighed, and nervously glanced over at Lloyd, who was fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “And not just because he’s a vampire, but also because I don’t feel like explaining to our supervisor why we have a teenager squatting in our dorm.”

Kai shook his head. “That’s exactly why he needs to come with us! We can’t just leave a fifteen year old here all alone!”

“Hey! I’m sixteen!” Lloyd said with a pout, “six hundred and sixteen, actually!”

Nya laughed, and ruffled Lloyd’s hair. “Sixteen or six hundred, you don’t wanna be all by yourself, right?”

“Well, no…”

“Then it’s settled!” Zane said cheerfully, clapping his hands together, “you can come stay with us!”

“What?!” Cole gaped at him, bewildered at the sudden turn of events. “I didn’t agree to this-“

Zane took Lloyd’s hand and led him towards the door. “I hope you don’t mind sleeping on the couch, it’s a little beat up but-“

“What’s a couch?” Lloyd asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Um… well, it’s like a chair and a bed… combined?” Zane replied, “it’s a little hard to explain.”

“Oh, alright… wait!” Lloyd let go of his hand, and passed a still gawking Cole as he walked towards the wardrobe, “I should get dressed first!”

He swung the wardrobe open, and pulled out a long black cape. “Hm, should I wear this one or… oh!” he noticed the others staring at him, and covered himself with the cape. “If you all don’t mind… do you think you could…?”

Zane nodded. “Take as long as you like dear, we’ll give you some privacy.” They all shuffled out of the room, except for Cole, who had to be dragged out by his shirt collar.

Once the door was shut, Cole didn’t hold back. “Are you all out of your goddamn minds?! He’s a fucking vampire! What the hell are you thinking?!”

“Vampire or not, he is still an adolescent who has clearly experienced severe trauma,” Zane said, “I’m having trouble accepting the reality of vampires myself-“

“And that I was right?” Jay said smugly.

Zane rolled his eyes. “This doesn’t mean I suddenly believe ghosts exist.”

“WHAT?! But I was right about vampires!”

“Vampires I’m sure have a clear biological explanation, I still cannot think of anything that scientifically explains the existence of ghosts-“

“Let’s not get into this again, okay?” Nya cut them off, “Cole, I know you're scared, but Lloyd is more scared of you then you are of him. So please, just… give him a chance, alright?”

Cole was about to retort, but instead just grit his teeth and exhaled sharply. “...fine. But if he sucks out all my blood in the middle of the night, I’m blaming you guys.”

“Deal.”

The door creaked open, and Lloyd stepped out. He was dressed in a green coat with golden accents, and had the black cape draped over his shoulders. He had changed out of his stained white shirt into a black button up that was lined with frilly lace, and he had a green bow tied around his neck. “I’m all ready, how do I look?” he asked, adjusting his bow to sit over his collar.

“You look so pretty!” Nya cheered, “loving that cape, way to bring it back in style.”

“Thank you!” he twirled his cape, “but… I’m sensing I might look a bit… unusual in this time period, if the strange attire you're wearing are anything to go by…”

Kai waved his hand nonchalantly. “It’ll be fine, if it’s really an issue I have plenty of clothes you can wear. You like green right?”

“I love green!” Lloyd said excitedly, rocking back and forth on the spot. “It’s my favourite colour after gold, although I also like black…”

“Wait, speaking of which, how are we supposed to sneak you out of here?” Jay asked, eyeing Lloyd’s flashy outfit, “you do stick out quite a bit… and it’ll look suspicious if we leave with one more person than we came in with.”

Lloyd thought for a moment, then his face brightened with an idea.

“You okay in there little buddy?”

Lloyd peeked his head out of Kai’s pocket. He gave a high-pitched squeak as a reply, which Kai assumed meant yes. Kai gave him a thumbs up. “Don’t come out until I give the all clear all right?”

Lloyd nodded and nuzzled back inside his pocket. He yawned, and covered himself with his wings. It was hard to believe he was still tired, after technically being ‘asleep’ for six hundred years.

The ride in Kai’s pocket was a bumpy one. Lloyd tried not to let out a squeak every time he was shaken around, but it was getting harder as Kai quickened his pace. He felt like he was about to vomit up the expired blood he had drunk earlier all over Kai’s pants.

At last the ride came to a stop when Kai sat down. “Alright, we’re in the car, you can come out.”

Lloyd flitted out of Kai’s pocket and transformed back into his regular form. He slumped down onto the back seat. Turning from bat to person certainly hadn’t helped his stomach. He swallowed the bile rising in his throat and gazed at his surroundings. “Where am I?”

“This is a car,” Nya replied, “it’s like… a horse drawn carriage, but instead of a horse it’s run by a machine that makes the car move.”

“Like magic?”

Lloyd’s eyes were sparkling, and Nya didn’t have the heart to correct him. “Uh… yeah, like magic!”

“Don’t forget your seatbelt!” Kai said as he reached back and buckled Lloyd in. Lloyd eyed the seatbelt curiously.

“What’s this for?”

“That’s to keep you safe if we get in an accident-which we won’t!” Kai added quickly, “but better safe than sorry.”

They pulled out of the parking lot, and onto the road. It was already getting dark out, which fortunately meant Lloyd didn’t have to worry about the sun. He stared wistfully out the window as they got farther away from the castle. The trees they passed seemed so familiar, and yet so different.

It was night by the time they pulled into the campus lot. Lloyd had fallen asleep during the long journey, so Kai picked him up and carried him into their dorm room. He laid him down onto the couch, and tossed a blanket over him.

“Do you want me to stay until he wakes up?” Nya asked as she waited outside the door.

“I’ve got it, you go get some sleep,” Kai whispered, tucking a pillow under Lloyd’s head.

She nodded, and closed the door. Kai watched Lloyd sleep for a couple minutes, and then went to grab something to eat after realizing that was creepy.

He pulled a fruit cup out of the mini fridge, and ate it while sitting on the table in silence. Lloyd would probably be hungry when he woke up. Kai didn’t mind letting him have some of his blood, but they would need to think of a better solution for the long term. Maybe he could steal some blood from the hospital… nah, he couldn’t steal to save his life.

The quiet was interrupted by the door bursting open. “Hey Kai, guess what we got!” Jay said as he walked in carrying a mcdonalds bag.

Kai shushed him, and pointed at Lloyd. “Oh, sorry…” Jay whispered, as he laid the bag onto the table. “We got you some fries.”

“Thanks,” Kai grabbed his fries out of the bag, and shoved a couple in his mouth. “Make sure you don’t wake him up, he’s had a rough day,” he said between bites.

“Yeah, I got it,” Jay sat down at his desk, and pulled out his notebook. He wrote down something, and then looked back at Lloyd. “Aren’t vampires nocturnal though? Why’s he asleep?”

Kai shrugged. “No different than one of us taking a nap in the middle of the day, right?”

“True.”

Cole flopped down onto his bed. “Speaking of naps, I’m gonna pass out too pretty soon,” he mumbled, “make sure the vampire doesn’t kill me in my sleep.”

“He has a name, Cole,” Zane said while buttoning up his pyjamas. He climbed up the ladder on their shared bunk bed, and tucked himself in. “We should all get some sleep now, it’s almost past midnight,” he yawned.

Kai also yawned, and nodded his head. “Your right, c’mon Jay.”

Jay didn’t look up from his notebook. “Not yet! I still gotta write down my observations-“

Kai grabbed him by the shoulder, and pulled him out of his chair. “You can do that tomorrow, let’s get some rest.”

Jay groaned, but didn’t fight back as Kai pushed him into his bed. He tried to keep himself from dozing off, but within a minute he was already out cold.

Kai climbed into his bed on the top bunk. He leaned over the railing to check on Lloyd, who was snoring softly, and had his cape wrapped around him like a blanket. Kai chuckled softly, then laid down and closed his eyes. “G’night guys… night Lloyd…”

The doors to the crypt slammed open as a robed figure scurried inside. She threw her umbrella aside, and wrung the water from her cloak. The rain pouring outside had been a setback at first, but given that meant no one was outside to witness a mysterious cloaked lady running through the night, it had turned out in her favour.

The robed figure approached the stone altar that stood in the center of the hollow room. A basin of water illuminated by black candles sat atop it, along with a spell book that she gently caressed with her hands. “Hello, old friend…”

Her servants had already prepared the ritual for her. She could sense them lurking in the shadows around her, watching and waiting for her next move. Time to give them a show.

She opened the book, and read the incantation off the page. The guttural sound echoed through the crypt, inciting excited murmurs from her servants. As she read, a tear in the fabric of reality grew above her. The water turned black, and splashed over the candles, leaving the sickly green light emanating from the portal the only light in the room.

As the final word was spoken, a man fell out of the portal. He landed on the ground in front of her. He grunted, and shakily pushed himself to his feet. His long black hair obscured his vision, but he sneered at the figure in front of him. “Who are you, why have you summoned me here?”

She laughed dryly. “Is that anyway to talk to your queen, Morro?”

Morro swept his hair away from his eyes. His demeanor immediately changed, and he sank to his knees. “My queen… I apologize, I didn’t recognize you-”

“Bow.”

Morro bit his lip, and bowed his head. The preeminent smiled, and leaned down and stroked his cheek. “My dearest follower… i've missed you so,” she whispered, “I have some… unfortunate news, however…”

She yanked him by the hair, and pulled him up to her eye level. “You have failed me, my child,” she hissed.

Sweat rolled down Morro’s forehead. A strangled noise escaped his throat. “My queen… what are you saying-”

The preeminent slapped him across the face, then threw him to the floor. She watched him struggle to get up, and her calm smile returned. “Do you remember the Garmadon family?” she said sweetly.

Morro gasped in pain. “Y-Yes… I killed all of them, I personally staked each of their hearts… but Wu, that wasn’t my fault, I died searching for him-”

He cried out as the preeminent slapped him again. “Do not talk back to me!” she snapped, “I’m not talking about him… I’m talking about Lloyd.”

“The… the boy?” Morro touched his cheek, wincing at the stinging sensation spreading across his face.

“He’s alive,” the preeminent snarled, “you lied to me.”

“No, I didn’t!” he shouted, “I swear, I watched him die, I couldn’t find the body but-”

She circled him like a hawk, glaring daggers into him. “So you didn’t burn him, or make sure there was no way anyone could resurrect him, hmm?”

Morro clutched his shirt in his hands. “No… no that's impossible, you can’t possibly mean…”

Hushed whispers came from the servants intently watching the confrontation from the sidelines. Morro breathed heavily, holding his head in his hands. “No, no… who… who did it?”

“I’m sure you’ll find out,” she crooned. She held out a hand for Morro, who looked at it nervously before allowing her to help him up. “My dear child… go finish what you started so long ago…”

She ran her fingers through his hair. He curled his hand into a fist, and leaned into her touch. “I will, my queen… I’ll kill him… and I’ll make sure he’ll never come back again.”

“Good…” the preeminent stepped away, and turned towards the exit. She beckoned towards the shadows. A servant ran out, and handed her umbrella to her.

“Wrayth here will show you to the armoury,” she said, as she stepped out into the rain. “And as for the rest of you,” she addressed the other servants waiting patiently in the dark, “follow Morro’s orders, he is in charge while I’m away.”

And with that, she slammed the door behind her. Morro stood in silence, feeling uncomfortable with the eyes of the servants now on him. He was their leader now, as he had been centuries ago. He checked his pulse, and shivered when he realized he didn’t have one.

“I’m still dead…”

The servant, the one she had called ‘Wrayth,’ handed him a silver blade. “Our queen told me that this was yours, Morro.”

Morro stared down at the small dagger. It was indeed the same blade he had wielded when he attacked the Garmadon’s, he could still see traces of golden blood flecked on its surface. What it lacked in size, it made up for in its effect against vampires.

Morro narrowed his eyes. He couldn’t wait to stab this blade through that vampire brats heart.

“Kai!”

Kai sat up stiff straight in bed at the sound of Lloyd’s scream. He practically jumped down the ladder, and rushed over to him. “What happened?!” he asked, sitting down next to him on the couch.

Lloyd’s breathing was fast and strained. He was shaking, and tears were forming in his eyes. “I-I… they were chasing me… I… I couldn’t get away…”

“It’s okay, it was just a bad dream,” Kai whispered softly to him, “it wasn’t real-“

“IT WAS REAL!” Lloyd suddenly shouted, startling Kai. “I watched my parents die, and all I could do was run away! I watched them burn them, I watched him stake them, and all I could do was… just stand there…”

He sobbed into his hands. Kai put a hand on his back, but Lloyd pushed him away. “Lloyd-“

“You should just kill me!” Lloyd cried, his lip trembling, “I’m useless! I’m just a useless monster who can’t help anyone… not even my own mother and father…”

Kai grabbed Lloyd by the shoulders, and turned him to face him. “Don’t you dare think that!” he said firmly, “you aren’t useless! None of what happened was your fault, you're just a kid.”

Lloyd held back a gross sob and looked down. “But… I’m a vampire, I’m supposed to be strong…”

“No one can be strong all the time, not even vampires.”

Kai pulled him into a tight hug. Lloyd squeaked in surprise, but then squeezed him back just as tight. “Thank you… I don’t understand why you're being so kind to me-“

“Hey, what’s with all the noise?” Jay grunted. His eyes widened when he noticed the tears running down Lloyd’s face. “Shit, you okay Lloyd?”

“I’m fine,” Lloyd said quickly, wiping his eyes, “don’t worry about me.”

“Let me get you some water,” Kai stood up, and headed towards the kitchen, “uh, if you drink water that is…?”

“I do, water sounds nice…” Lloyd laid back down onto the couch, and sighed. “I don’t want to fall back asleep… but I’m still tired…”

“Well, I know what I like to do while I’m trying to fall asleep,” Jay pulled out his phone, and googled ‘funny cat compilation.’ He held out his phone for Lloyd to see. “I just watch cat videos!”

Lloyd gazed at the screen in awe. “How is that… little box doing that? How did those cats get inside?!”

“It’s a video, those aren’t real cats, well, they are but… it’s really confusing to explain…” Jay trailed off.

Kai watched them from the kitchen. Lloyd seemed to be genuinely enjoying himself, laughing and smiling freely and unguarded. Kai wanted to protect that smile.

He brought the glass of water over, and set it down onto the table. Lloyd reminded him of Nya when she was young. She had always tried to act strong, but Kai knew it was just to hide how lost and helpless she felt. They had lost their parents too. If anyone knew how Lloyd must’ve felt, it was them.

In that moment, Kai decided he would watch out for Lloyd from then on. He needed someone to keep him safe, and although Kai was only human, he’d walk to the ends of the earth to do so.

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all-you-need-is-paul-mccartney · 5 years ago

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The Couple Next Door VI (Roger Taylor x Female!Reader)

Find Part Five Here

A/N: Y’all, I know this was kinda filler and may not make a whole bunch of sense bc I was half asleep while writing this, so I apologize if this is shit. I legit thought I was going somewhere with this, but I think I’ll find some more inspiration after posting this part.

Again, I am so sorry.

Summary: Y/n comes down with a case of Baby Fever; She and Roger talk a little more about their “agreement”.

(Whichever Roger you want, real or Borhap. Whatever flies your kite.)

WARNINGS: Swearing most likely, Slow burn, mentions of sex, etc. I’m sorry if I forgot some.

This chapter will be brought back down to a T, but read at your own risk.

When you woke up from your deep sleep the following morning, you weren't expecting Roger to be by your side.

And when you turned to glance over your shoulder, you were in no way shocked to find the space next to you empty.

"At least he didn't show me the door as soon as he woke up," you mumbled to yourself mid-yawn. You stretched your body out, and relaxed again. You nearly fell back to sleep, but you knew you had to get up.

The sun's rays flooded Roger's bedroom through the open window, making the off-white walls appear brighter than they actually were.

You were happy to see the clouds from the previous day dispersed and London was finally getting the sunshine it deserved.

Eventually, after a long while of you trying to convince yourself to get up, you tossed the blankets to the side to start the day, only to find, through your bleary eyes, that you were missing all of your clothes.

You had no problem with this, considering the previous night's circumstances, but you found it strange that you used to hate sleeping naked, though you had the most refreshing sleep in your entire life doing it.

You didn't dwell on the thought much longer. You climbed out of bed and walked around the room, searching for your pyjamas, or underwear, or something to leave the bedroom in.

Then you stopped.

"I don't need fucking clothes." Roger was probably at practice. And even if he weren't, it's not like he hadn't seen all of you before, or was never gonna see all of you again.

You rolled your eyes at yourself, turned on your heel, and moved towards the bedroom door.

You caught sight of yourself in the mirror over Roger's dresser for a split second, and as soon as you reached for the doorknob, you rushed back to the mirror to actually get a good look at yourself.

From the jawline down to your hipbones, dark, painful-looking bruises and prominent bite marks were harshly pressed into the skin of your torso.

You had hickeys and marks on your neck, collarbone, breasts, navel, you name it.

You hissed in pain as you tilted your head back and touched a particularly large blue-violet bruise at the side of your throat. Your flesh was tender, but, much like how you reacted when you woke up nude, you were okay with it.

You started thinking of the night before, and you squeezed your legs shut, though it was somewhat painful to do.

You realized just then that the hickeys did, in fact, pass below your torso.

You shut your eyes and sighed heavily.

You didn't even want to bother looking at the damage down there.

"As long as my foundation can cover the ones on my neck," you concluded to yourself before finally exiting the bedroom.

After showering and making your way downstairs to prepare a cup of coffee, you were pleased to see half a pot was already brewed and ready for you.

You were very glad to see things between you and Roger hadn't changed a bit.

After coffee, you decided to do some cleaning. It was your day off, though you really felt like you needed to be productive.

You started by doing laundry. This included yours and Roger's bedsheets, the throw blankets on your sofa and living room chair, and all of yours and Roger's dirty clothes.

While those were in the washer, you decided to hoover all the carpets and mats, and after that, dusting.

You switched the laundry over to the dryer, and started a new wash. You were basically done everything else, and it was only noon.

You wondered if there was something to do outside, so to pique your curiosity, out the door you went.

You noticed an unoccupied flowerbed by the front window, though gardening wasn't your thing. You continued on.

Your yard's grass was constantly cut by your landlady's husband, you believed his name was Issac Welch; so you didn't have to worry about that.

You stood in your driveway completely defeated, and at a loss for something to do.

"Yoohoo, good afternoon, Y/n!" You heard a melodic call from a woman to your left. In your peripherals, you could see Bethany Lester, a young woman, maybe a little older than you, twiddle her fingers at you in excitement.

You didn't know whether to panic, or to roll your eyes. You were forced to meet seven more of your neighbours after having dinner with the Garrison's, and she just so happened to be one of them.

She was kind, but a little too bubbly for your liking.

Despite your annoyance, you thought it'd be more civil and appropriate to approach her and strike a conversation, rather than ignore her; even though you wanted so badly to just walk back inside and shut the door and not talk to anyone for the rest of the day.

You turned your head in Bethany's direction and smiled. "Hello, Beth!" You walked to her place, a few doors down, where she sat in a yellow sundress on the concrete with her little boy, Raymond.

He was playing with chalk and writing out letters and numbers, backwards and forwards, and in no exact order.

“ Say hi to Y/n, sweetie," She requested from her son, who turned his head to you, smiled, and said, "Hello! I can draw a doggie! Wanna see?!"

"Sure!" You encouraged. Raymond excitedly got up from his spot and ran to the front door. He returned with a bucket containing many more pieces of chalk, most of which were different colours.

"How've you been, recently?" Bethany asked as she looked away from her son as he began drawing his masterpiece.

"Still getting used to the new place?"

"Yeah, it's still a little weird. But kind people like you are helping me and Roger settle in quite nicely."

Bethany smiled at your comment, and nodded her head.

"We like making newcomers feel welcome. We're all like one big happy family here, us neighbours," she laughed airily.

You smiled tightly, and laughed along with her. You found yourself slipping into a situation in which plans would probably be made before you ended the conversation, though you definitely did not want to make plans.

"Well, that's awfully nice of you."

Raymond shoved his hand into the chalk bucket, and violently moved his arm around until he pulled out, to your surprise, the exact colour he was looking for, before going back to drawing his dog.

Your brief interruption didn't stop Bethany from talking more, unfortunately.

"How are you and Roger, anyways? I always see you two out and about the complex. You two really do make a good couple."

You smiled warmly at Bethany's words, your face growing hot as you, once again, remembered last night.

"He was really great..." you paused for a second, and realized what you'd just said, eyes wide in horror.

"Is. He is really great. He's fine." You took a deep breath. "Sorry. I just... I get all nervous thinking about him."

"Still in the 'Honeymoon Phase’?" Bethany guessed aloud.

"Been together five years. I think we're well past the ‘Honeymoon Phase’."

Raymond stood to his feet again, and turned to look at you. You smiled at him as he approached you, and pulled on your sleeve.

"I'm finished my doggie, Y/n!"

"Well, what are you waiting for?! Show me!"

You let Raymond pull you to the area of concrete he was working on, and he pointed to the round balloon-looking animal proudly.

You could tell it was a dog. He added some pretty identifiable features like a long tail, floppy ears, and a comedic tongue.

You sat down cross legged in front of the drawing, and began complimenting it and going into full depth about how moving the drawing was to you, like how an art critic would speak about another's work.

Raymond, although he probably had no idea what you were talking about, smiled and gushed and laughed about everything you were saying.

You found this utterly adorable, and told him that if you had a bajillion pounds, you would spend every single one of them on one of his drawings if he ever became an artist.

Raymond thanked you endlessly for your kindness until he picked up another piece of chalk and gave it to you.

"Can you draw, Y/n?"

"Well, I can certainly try, but I don't know if my skill will ever compare to yours!"

You tried to draw a cat, as badly as you could, and afterwards tried to claim it as "the best doggie I can draw". Raymond just found this hilarious, and his little giggles were contagious.

You found yourself in a laughing fit, as well.

"You're really good with kids, Y/n."

"I like to think I am," you answered with a smile as you drew a stick person with spiky hair.

"Have you and Roger thought about having kids?" You looked up from your drawing to Bethany.

"Funny you say that. The Garrisons asked the same thing." She shrugged innocently.

"You just... seem like good mother material. And he, good father material." You laughed out loud at that.

You didn't see it for yourself.

"Thanks, Beth, but I don't know if Roger even wants to have children. We're probably not even cut out for the job."

"... You've never spoken to him about it before?"

You shook your head. "No, not exactly."

Bethany frowned a little. "Cole and I had Raymond only two years after we started dating. I was fresh out of college. Your age, I bet."

You looked over at Raymond, who was sticking his tongue out in pure concentration as he tried to draw a perfect circle. You didn't know if you could imagine someone, especially a little kid, sharing your features.

"It's worth it, you know," You turned to look at your neighbour again. "Having kids, I mean. Believe me, it's tiring, and lots of hard work, but going to bed knowing you have someone else to love just..."

Bethany sighed happily.

"It'll make you feel really good about where you are in life."

The conversation you had over at the Garrisons' was more from a paternal point of view, so hearing this from an actual mother roughly your age was actually sort of... helpful.

"I... I think I may talk to him. Tonight, actually. About this whole... baby thing."

"You should. I thought I wanted to wait until Cole and I were married, but things changed and now look at us: Engaged and with a three year old boy who means the world to us."

You smiled sadly at that.

It hurt because this was something you knew you may have wanted.

And it hurt even more because this was something you knew you were never going to have.

"Hey, Bird," you heard a familiar, startling voice behind you, and you turned to see, as you'd guessed, Roger, who held a hand out to pull you back to your feet.

"You're... You're back from practice early," you commented in a flustered tone, taking his hand anyways and letting him help you up.

"We figured we'd cut things short today, go home to our girlies." Your skin rose with goosebumps, and you blushed when Roger cupped your face and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Hey, Beth, nice seeing you again," Roger said after pulling away from you, to which you puffed out a sigh of relief, though he slid an arm around your waist all too soon, and you felt your face burning again.

"It's nice seeing you too, Roger."

"Hi Roger!" Raymond waved enthusiastically to the drummer, and he returned the greeting by going over, getting down on his knees, and high-fiving the kid.

Raymond offered to show Roger the drawing of the dog he did, and you watched as Roger picked up a piece of chalk out of nowhere and started adding to the picture.

Your nervous stare melted away and transformed into one of admiration as you watched Roger bond with Raymond.

Bethany got to her feet, and approached you, her eyes on her son as he offered blue chalk to Roger, who took it gratefully and drew a flower.

...

At least you think it was a flower.

"Still having doubts about being parent material?" Bethany asked rhetorically, nodding towards the sight before you.

You knew all of this was a charade, but...

Watching Roger behave like this, with a child, had some sort of effect on you.

And you knew you needed to talk to Roger about this problem sooner than later, because you really didn't want the whole neighbourhood waiting on you two for engagement news or pregnancy announcements that were clearly not coming.

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You and Roger eventually returned home after saying good bye to Raymond and Bethany. The both of you stepped into the house, shut the door, and that's when the both of you noticed how quiet the atmosphere was.

Roger was looking at you in a shy manner, and your face warmed up as he mumbled a quiet "Hi, Y/n."

"Hey, Rogie," you breathed back softly. He smiled a little, and toed his shoes off. You followed suit.

"How uh... how were you this morning?" He asked, frowning a little afterwards. "... I'm sorry I didn't wake you up. I just... I didn't wanna bother you."

"It's okay," you spoke as gently as he did. You didn't know why you were talking so quietly, but you both just silently agreed that it was necessary at that moment.

"I had a good sleep."

"Well... that's good. Um... I did too."

"Good."

"Yeah."

Silence took over again, and Roger, leaning against the front door, looked around the hallway to find something other than you to look at. He didn't like staring, but it's all he wanted to do when you were around.

You, leaning against the wall adjacent to Roger, was looking around the room with the same intentions.

After finding nothing else to really look at, Roger just decided to interact with you.

He pushed himself off his spot against the door, and slowly moved towards you. His arms slid around your body in a warm, comforting manner. His embrace was welcoming, and you found yourself giving in to his affection.

His lips kindly pecked your forehead like how he did outside, and you smiled a little at the gesture. He kissed your forehead again, and then your cheek.

Roger knew if he didn't pull away, he would just end up taking you to bed like he did the night before, but he didn't want you to feel like he was just using you for sex.

As much as he wanted to keep up with the physical affection, he knew he had to separate from you at some point.

You looked up at him, and as he pulled away, it was as if you were gravitating towards him. You wanted his touch to linger for as long as possible, so your body moved with his hands as they fell to his side.

You cleared your throat awkwardly when you took notice of how close you'd actually gotten to Roger, and you expanded the space between the both of you by stepping back.

"... Are you hungry?"

Roger only nodded to your question, and you wordlessly moved to the kitchen to find something to make for lunch.

Roger followed along, and watched as you started searching the cupboards for something to eat.

You picked up and put down many cans, pretending to read them before setting them back on their rightful shelves. Your mind was too preoccupied with the societal expectations this complex had, and that the stress was finally catching up to you.

Eventually, after picking up the same can of vegetable soup for the seventh time in a row, Roger made his way over, put the can back for you, and closed the cupboard.

He waited silently for you to start talking, and you felt defeated.

"Roger, they're expecting us to have a baby."

"I know."

"And they want us to get married."

"I know."

You frowned.

You thought back to how you and Roger behaved with Raymond.

Like you thought then, it was everything you may have actually wanted, but you couldn't have.

And it hurt the more you repeated that in your head.

"... What if this wasn't such a good idea?" You asked Roger, eyes casted down at the clean marble countertops you wish you'd grown so accustomed to the previous couple of weeks living there.

"Hey, hey," Roger's hand squeezed your shoulder, and you looked up at him with sad eyes.

"You wanted this place, Y/n, and we sacrificed so much to get it for you!"

"... But it wasn't my idea to pretend we're a couple just for a house, Roger."

The glimmer of hope in Roger's eyes, like a candlewick, burnt out when you said that.

Was it really his fault you two were in this situation?

You sighed. "We agreed at the very beginning of this arrangement that things weren't going to change. We were going to avoid the neighbours at all costs, and live here for as long as we could as nothing but friends."

The more you spoke, the more deflated Roger felt.

So that's how you felt about him.

Nothing more than a friend.

"We can keep this arrangement going, as well as the uh..." you cleared your throat. "You know..."

You gestured between the both of you and Roger nodded slowly.

He was rather relieved that was still on. You had a rockin' body, and you definitely knew how to use it.

".. But I don't know how much longer we will survive here if we don't shut up."

"Yeah." Roger tried to interrupt the silence between voices to make things a little less awkward, and suspenseful. "Yeah, no, okay. Okay, I got it. No more talking." He frowned.

"You need to stop talking too, y'know," he said quietly, in the kindest tone he could. "You tend to panic and say random shit and that may not be good for us, either."

You nodded. "Been trying to work on that. It's hard to avoid these people!"

"This morning, Charles was standing outside and immediately started a conversation with me. It was almost like he was waiting for me."

You shivered unpleasantly. "That's pretty creepy," you mumbled in a funny voice, all of a sudden. It was one you used in high school all the time when Roger was turned down by a girl; and, believe it or not, happened a lot more often than one would think.

"Tell me about it," Roger responded through a giggle, his eyes began to shine like they had been when you'd first walked into the kitchen, ecstatic you decided to lighten the mood with your little side comments.

You offered him a pleasant smile, and reached up for the cupboard's handle again to properly search for something to cook, but Roger closed it again with the palm of his hand.

"... I really hope you know that... everything I said last night... about you, and how pretty you are..."

You looked from one blue eye to the other in wait. You would have hated how many times Roger paused during a conversation, but... it made your heart soar.

"Everything was true."

And that is when your heart skipped a beat.

"I know, Rogie," was all you said in response, reaching up and kissing his cheek before moving past him to look into the other cupboards for lunch-potential foods.

Roger was grinning from the innocent peck you gave him, though you were unaware of it because his back was turned to you.

But you had a feeling that's just what he was doing.

Though you were happy Roger was feeling a little better, you still had this dark feeling hanging over you.

If you wanted a domestic life with a husband and children, you would have to leave Roger, and this house.

But on the other hand, this was your home; Roger was your home. And to stay with him, you would have to give up your dreams of being a caring mother, and a loving wife.

You leaned your head sadly against the cupboard door.

You silently wondered if there even was a way you could have everything you wanted.

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A/A/N: After editing a little, I don’t think this part is horrible, but it’s not the best. Hopefully the next chapter will be good enough for us to forget about this one.

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beecherdrysdale · 4 years ago

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Hi bbs, we are back for another part of greece:) also if Quinner and Jamie could come real quick, I need cuddlessss

Brigid I’ve been having constant baby fever after our convos so thank you :) like I just want all of that to happen lol.

Kesh- thank you for your your responses I don’t have much to add, but I loved all of it ! Also yes a red sundress would look gorgeous on you:).

Adding onto some thoughts:

- yes yes yes to the new chains. That photo of Quinner shirtless is on my mind constantly and this will be the look in Greece lol, and now we know that he does have a chain that he wears. It’s a silver chain for me, wbu?.

- beanie stealing will ofc happen. Like softest look ever esp with Jamie.

Now adding onto more thoughts hehe:

-yes to all of these soft moments. Like freckle tracing is just so cuteeeee. and ofc play w his hair cuz it is amazing. I ofc am honorary photo taker of Brigids cute moments with Jamie so lots of photos will be provided.

-hmmmm what if I want too..... like Jamie is down to makeout anywhere lol.

- hehe I’m still laughing, Jamie paying cozzy to sit with you. Hehe cozzy and devon are just vv chill and no action will be happening with them. Just a very quiet flight for those two. Kesh and Kirby are just not available to deal with us yet lol.

- hehe yes dyl better buy you food after the flight bc he’s heavyyyyyy. like I said before Jamie just gives ofc the biggest makeout vibes so ofc you gotta do it on the plane. hehe you gotta make sure that dyl, me, Quinner and Ryan are all occupied so we don’t see that. If dyl does see he’d be like no no no I can’t handle this right now. ‘Ummm Brigid maybe we shouldn’t bother bowen’ so Jamie keeps you calm. Which I love bc it’s so cute how you two help each other.

-hehe why do I see Peyton accidentally hitting dyl in the head while trying to give you a snack and we all quietly laugh bc Dylan’s still passed out and that it was a pretty hard throw.

-hehe yes. Like how is that possible to drink that much coffee and still sleep. Like he passes out 5 mins after take off. Okkk can I just say that I love rope bracelets so Quinner wearing one is just necessary. awww Brigid this made me melt, him pretending to sleep bc he’s enjoying it sm 🥺. hehe yes Quinner saved you with this one brigid bc I fidget a lottttt. ‘Lexi I swear if you kick my chair one more time’ ‘sorry brigid I’ll do something’ and I’m like what does that mean?.

I think we all want to see me slap Ryan awake. And he’s wake up so startled hehe. Yessss clear hair, pretty hair = happy life lol.

First night in Greece:

- I see you brigid, going after but we both know you two are loudddddd hehe. Ok so I see Ryan starting the tag and him tagging Braden and then Braden tags me and we all just start running around. All of us are looking for you and Jamie but we notice that we can’t find you until we notice Jamie’s shirt on the floor. So we all just run away ‘here we go again guys’ ‘hey Peyton I dare you to walk in’ absolutely not does it look like I wanna see that’ ‘guys let’s just give them so privacy’.

- aw a slumber party would just be so fun. ‘I’m sorry what’s the point of hydrating your face lexi?’ ‘ what does that even mean. Wait I’m sorry do you not use moisturizer Ryan?’ all of us just watching movies and bonding. Also pillow fightttttt! It would become very intense.

- ok we must have a girls day in Greece. and yes we have moneyyyyyyy. ‘Wait has anybody seen Brigid?’ ‘Hmm no I haven’t’ and they all just start looking for us and we come back and are like seriously you guys?.

-everybody looks so hot in water so moments will be happening. ya Ryan try us.

Next day:

- Brigid I’m with you here I’m like constantly hungry lol. So we’d just eat a mountain of food. Ooo yess we need some energy after our eventful nights😏.

- ok cliff diving is so fun. hehe Jamie looking terrified but you just grab him and jump. the hype up would involve a lot of slapping imao. haha ok if you’re not marco the entire time. I think I’ll go w dyl bc I wanna bond with him lol. The boys need your help bc swimming is hard. And then Jamie can piggy back you out of the water. And cuddle with you on the beach.

- awww I love this, holding hands while scuba diving. hehe yes I wow you all with my not forgotten guitar skills. ‘Please dyl can I try’ ‘no I’m scared you’re gonna drop my guitar in the water’ ‘I promise I won’t’. Lol this was random. actually a song i know how to play on guitar is Our last summer from mamma mia so we can all sing that :). I love cuddling our bbs on the boat.

- awww I love Jamie finding your wallpaper and him asking that in the most soft voice ever 🥺. And ofc some kisses will be exchanged. vv cute moment all together.

- we’d have the most chaotic moments at night while we are tipsy lol. Like some would try to race up the stairs and fall. Some dare each other to jump over stuff.

-so after dinner we just encounter a live band and see some people dancing and it’s pretty out with lights everywhere. ‘Hey bb wanna dance with me?’ And ofc you agree so you two take off to dance. Aww you tucking you me face into his chest🥺 and he just tightens his grip on your waist. Kesh and Kirby are #couplegoals they are the best dancers out there. hehe ofc Quinner is slow, but then he realizes that he wants to dance like that as well so he asks me to dance and we have a cute dance as well.

Next dayyy:

Hehe yes me and Ryan falling I feel like would be vv funny. It’s just all very sudden. imao you’re a hockey player it’s in your job description.

The chirps that would be happening ‘ hey brigid seems like you had an eventful night and he looks at your small hickey’ ‘ I saw a girl come out of your room this morning Cole. What are you doing trying to go through every girl in Mykonos by the time we leave’

‘I think by the time we leave there won’t be any more girls left.’ -Lexi.

Haha I would (no offence) totally abandon you to go play tennis with a pro. aww thank you for taking the photos. Lol everybody would just be confused on where I went for the afternoon.

Next day: I honestly think that for our final days of Greece we should just all be on the beach lol bc that is mostly what you can do there. Like all of us just bonding, playing volleyball, riding on jet skis, tanning, getting tipsy lol.

So now it’s travel day so we all head to the airport, chaotic as usual. And we are ready to board our flight to the beautiful ITALY 🇮🇹.

Get ready.

Sorry if this was kinda bad.

Enjoyyyyy

‘uhehe ok i’m finally responding, welcome to the last part of greece:) once again a longgggg post

okkk so before we start discussing the trip a couple random things:

yesss ik this was from a couple days ago when lexi and i both really needed cuddles but i’m always down for jamie cuddles, so quinner and jamie better come cuddle us real quick (also kirby better come for kesh)

haha sameeee i’m having such bb fever, i just want a bb jamie🥺

yes kesh ty for your responses i love them :) also you would look so cute in a red sundress

okkk adding on to random thoughts:

yesssss to chains, like that’s so hot. i love the quinner pic with the chain that we found lol. haha same silver chains>>>gold chains

awwww yes i love beanie stealing, it just seems so soft to me that you want to wear their clothes bc it reminds you of them🥺 and also bc it’s comfy lol

adding on to more thoughts lol:

awww yes freckle tracing is so soft, i love it🥰 and i just want to play with his hair, which is somehow amazing even tho he probably uses a 3-in-1. tyyy lexi for being our photo taker lol, i need you to send me the pics so i can put them as my wallpaper

lmaooo why do you feel the need to drag me and jamie into our discussion about you and quinner? it’s ok tho, this is true jamie and i are down to make out anywhere lol. we’ll find somewhere semi-private tho lol bc it’s kind of weird if you’re just making out in the middle of the airport

lmaooo i love that jamie’s literally paying $50 just to sit with me, like that’s kind of a lot of money lol. but then devon and cozzy are just chilling on the flight and just sleeping for most of it so their row is vv quiet. and kesh and kirby are just not at all ready to deal with our chaos this early in the morning lol

yes dylan you better buy me food, i’m hungry af and you’re heavy so i deserve it. hehe yes jamie and i have a little makeout sesh while dyl is asleep bc we know dyl would freak out if he saw lmao. but at this point idc if you and ryan see bc you’ll find a way to chirp us no matter what lmao. ‘ummm brigid let’s let bo sleep’ so he has to grab my hand or put his hand on my leg to stop my fidgeting🥺

lmaoooo dyl getting hit in the head with one of the snacks that was meant for me bc apparently peyton can’t aim. but somehow dyl doesn’t wake up lol

okkk yes quinner is somehow asleep 5 minutes after the plane takes off so lexi starts playing with his hair and his rope bracelet. and then quinner pretends he’s still asleep bc it feels good🥺 but thankfully he wakes up to stop you from fidgeting bc or else i’d end up punching you lmao

hehe yes ryan might get annoyed by you slapping him but it’s fine. and we’ll all be living our best life in greece lol

first nightttttt:

lmao noooo jamie and i are not that loud. hehe yep you guys just start a game of tag and just start sprinting around the hotel. hehe you come to my and jamie’s room looking to tag one of us and then you see jamie’s shirt on the floor and it’s just ‘hey peyton i dare you to go in and tag one of them’ ‘absolutely fucking not i don’t want to say that’ and then kesh is like ‘all right, let’s just give them privacy’ lmaooo

yessss a slumber party!! ‘what’s hydrating your face? like what does that even mean?’ ‘ummm do you not use moisturizer ryan? how is your face not completely dry?’ hehe yes we would watch a bunch of movies and stuff, but then we would have an epic pillow fight and i would be beating everyone up lmao

hehe yessss girls day in greece! and we have money so we can buy whatever we want

lmaoooo everyone looking for jamie and i and peyton finds us ‘ahhhh my eyes!!’ ‘seriously guys? again?’ hehe we would all be having hot water moments tho

next day:

haha we eat like the entire breakfast buffet at the hotel bc there are so many of us and everyone else at the restaurant is just like where’d the food go? hehe we need it for sustenance tho to make up for all the calories we burned😏

hehe yeah cliff diving is so fun, i have to pull jamie in with me before he backs out bc he’s scared lol. lmaoooo you and ryan and quinner have the best hype up before you jump. and then once everyone’s in we’re playing marco polo and i’m just destroying bc im good at swimming lol. haha then we have to send you and dyl to find the way back up while i help the boys swim lol. awww yes i love jamie piggybacking me out of the water and then cuddling with me on the beach🥰

awwww yes hand holding while scuba diving is the cutest. and then while we’re on the boat you can resuscitate your guitar skills for us ‘pleaseeee dyl i want to try’ ‘no you’re gonna drop it in’ ‘nooo i promise i won’t, just let me try please?’ so then he does and you wow us with your skills and we all sing along. and we’re just cuddling our bbs on the boat🥺

yesssss omg jamie just going to do something on my phone and then he sees i change my wallpaper and in the softest voice ‘i’m your wallpaper?’🥺🥰 and i’m like ‘yeah is that ok?’ and he’s just like ‘ofc’ and then soft kisses

lmaoooo yes we’re the most chaotic people ever when we’re tipsy. lol we’re all racing each other and daring each other to do stuff

awwww yes we see a live band so jamie asks me to dance ‘hey bb, come dance with me?’ in the softest voice, and ofc i say yes and i tuck my face in his chest while we dance🥺 and he just pulls me closer. and then kirby and kesh are somehow just amazing at dancing and perfectly in sync bc they’re like the perfect couple sooo. and quinner is just a bit slow on the uptake, but then he eventually asks you to dance and then you guys just have a cute slow dance and you’re playing with the little baby hairs at the back of his head if you know what i’m talking about

next dayyyyyyy:

lmaooo you and ryan falling down the stairs would be so funny, like one minute you’re walking and the next you’re just tumbling down the stairs. ‘you’re a hockey player it’s in your job description’ love that lol

lol the chirps that are happening ‘hey brigid and jamie looks like you had an eventful night’ ‘shut uppp cole, i saw another girl coming out of your room this morning? what, are you trying to get through every girl in mykonos before we leave?’ lexi: ‘i think by the time we leave there aren’t gonna be any girls left’

hehe yes lexi dips to go play tennis with the pros, but kesh and i come find you and we take photos for you

rest of the days:

we’re on the beach alllll the time, doing whatever, like volleyball, jet skis, tanning, just swimming, etc. and ofc getting tipsy

hehe our travel day is soooo chaotic again, but we somehow get our flight on time to go to italy

overall, i love all of this, it was amazing

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