#im a tad stressed but it’s okay

[dulcegal]

my transition into a Beatles fan is soooo slow it’s not even funny

[lorbslorb]

lorbslorb check up!! how is milord of slorb doin 😈😈😈😈😈

i almost got hit by a car today >:)

I am severely sleep deprived >>>>:)

I’m okay but in a silly mode to finish 18 million billion things im working on, including some new posts here >>>>>>>>:)))))

[iwontstopme]

so it's the mornig of my sister's wedding and i start having an asthma attack... go figure -.-

[iwantdrpepper222]

rhapsodic

nam-gyu x reader

summary: bad first experience doing drugs and nam-gyu has to help you through it

req: no one, i literally just started this account aha lol

note - firstly, i am so sorry if this fic seems to be long, i usually get carried away when i write and forget not everyone wants to read an 100k letter novel. second, this is a personal AU of mine where nam-gyu and reader are dating but they are not in the games.. i might write a different fic where they are in the games or something :p also.. guys.. ik i said this would be out on friday but things happen, i got all caught up in stuff,yknow... my apologies.

also this just a tad bit cringe. excuse me, i haven't wrote in some time.

tags: mention of drugs, alcohol, throwing up because of substance use, dead dove-ish??? a bit angst-sty but also fluff, im not sure how to do tags uhhhh

also, i did happen to be listening to cigarettes after sex while writing this so this is just a tad inspired by their song "cry". (also somewhat inspired by A$AP rocky?idk) enjoy!!

you had never supported your boyfriends decision to do drugs. in fact, you constantly tried to discourage him from it and convince him to get sober. he would always respond with,

"okay, i'll try."

but you knew it was a lie. he wasn't trying for shit. it made you begin to speculate that nam-gyu had cared more for a high than his relationship with you.

you had never liked nam-gyu's job either. you thought that it made him indulge further into his harmful addictions and habits. of course, that came with being a club promoter, but there were other jobs out there that could get him just as much money as he made now.

everytime you commented on this he simply just snickered and said you "were in his business too often." "what a caring and loving boyfriend you are." you would reply, and it would always end in a harsh argument.

you were tired of the treatment you got from him.

one night, nam-gyu had invited you to come to the club he worked at with him. he egged you on by saying things like,

"oh it'll be fun though" and also remarks stating "you wouldn't want to embarrass your boy, showing up with no girl you know."

you couldn't help but fall victim to his guilt tripping and agree. at least it gave you an excuse to doll up and wear a dress for once, right? you never got the chances to do those things like a normal girl your age would. (20-25) you were always working attempting to provide for not only yourself and also your boyfriend. it didn't make it any easier that you were in a TON of debt.

whatever, this night could give you a chance to debrief and thats all that matters. as long as one of nam-gyu's annoying, bastard friends don't come up and bother you, you should be fine. (hehe foreshadowing)

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it took you a few hours to get ready that night which very obviously stressed out nam-gyu. he has a thing for worrying he wouldn't get to places on time. the wait was worth it though when he had saw the beautiful black dress you decided you would wear. it highlighted the curves of your body perfectly. the dress was about mid-length and came strapless at the top. inevitably, you felt a bit insecure. you were so used to wearing hoodies, sweatpants, baggy t-shirts and the occasional shorts that it felt almost wrong to be wearing something as pretty as this.

"what? is something wrong?" you spoke up as you noticed nam-gyu staring at you. it made your heart flutter with the way his eyes softened up and the tinge of blush that you could now see on his cheeks. he looked how he looked on the day he first asked you out.

"no.. nothings wrong. you just look.. you look really good babe."

you blushed intensely at his comment. it made you glad that he actually liked what you wore. i mean, it wasn't like you needed his validation but it sure as hell felt great when you were able to get it.

you two then began to walk out of the door and on your way after exchanging compliments and giving each other a kiss on the cheek.

well, the drive to the club was... just a little bit awkward.. in your opinion at least. you kept noticing the desirable gazes nam-gyu gave you and how he slid his hand up and down your thigh. you being in the passenger seat was his favorite thing. this was because he had easy access to touch you.

this wasn't surprising at all. you knew very well that nam-gyu's love language was physical touch and you actually sort of loved that about him. the way he was so clingy and touchy made you feel special. before you met him you were depraved of that.

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entering the club made you nervous as all hell. you never liked being around large crowds of people and nam-gyu knew that.

he smiled as he hugged your waist behind you, like he was trying to let everyone at the club know, "hey this is my girlfriend!!"

this quickly changed though when he saw his friend thanos. thanos stuck out from most of the crowd with his purple hair and multi colored nails. he was an upcoming rapper and was getting fairly popular.

"whatts up my boy nam-su!!" he greeted. 'nam-su? thats not his name. you questioned in your head trying not to pay much attention.

"is this your girlfriend you brought with you?" thanos asked. nam-gyu nodded, putting his hand on your shoulder.

"yep, her name is Y/N."

"hello Y/N, you look very good tonight." thanks spoke approaching you. you only backed up closer to nam-gyu, which made him chuckle.

"well.. if you guys don't mind, come to the room i have set up for us. its a bit private, yknow?"

"alright. cmon Y/N." nam-gyu gestured, pulling on your hand as thanos led them to a room a bit closed off from the rest of the club. when you entered you saw two girls and a random boy. you knew none of these people which filled your body with anxiety.

"sit down guys," thanos said as he sat down on a chair next to the two ladies.

you and nam-gyu ended up on a couch together.

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time skip and it has now been a hour or so since you two arrived at the club. seeing all these new people around you made you nervous. the only support you had in this moment was nam-gyu and it didn't seem like he was paying much attention to you anyways. he just lousily hung his arm around your shoulder. another bead of sweat rolled down your face as you looked at the bag of pills that laid on the glass table in front of you. 'it's not for me.. you repeated in your head. something in your gut told you should leave before something you regret happens. you watched as nam-gyu continuously sipped on his glass of alcohol and slipped various pills in his mouth. you hated everything about this. suddenly, you then hear a low but smooth voice speak. it was that purple haired guy again.

"so Y/N, what do you prefer? ecstasy or snow?" this startled you. was he asking what drug you preferred? ...none?!

you looked up to nam-gyu for an answer or at least a little bit of guidance but instead of helping you he just grinned. his eyes had a bit of red on the whites and you watched as he slipped another blue tablet in his mouth and this is how you knew he was out of it.

"none." you mumbled, refusing to look him in the eye.

"nam-gyu, is this true? your girl doesn't do anything?" girl? really?

"cmon thanos.. she does.. she just doesn't wanna admit it alright?" your boyfriends speech slurred. it was the mix of the alcohol and random drug he took earlier really kicking in. you mean, he always rode out his highs nicely, he never acted too stupid, but you guessed he took one too many this night.

"so she wouldn't mind taking a few lines or so?" 'thanos' questioned, tilting his head.

you started to loose your mind. why was nam-gyu straight up lying about you? you had never done a drug in your life.

"no.. no she wouldn't," he began. "cmon baby, the lines right there." nam-gyu said pointing at the table. in front of you there were 3 messy white lines of what you could only assume was cocaine. you stared at him helplessly, almost like you were screaming at him to leave this place.

"what are you waiting for Y/N? we didn't do anything to it." thanos added, breaking the silence between you and nam-gyu. you began to think about what he said earlier at the house, how he didn't want to embarrass himself with (or even without you. if you didn't snort up these lines, you would be proving to his friend that nam-gyu lied. would you really sacrifice your dignity for nam-gyu though?

he gave you that lovely dovey sweet look he had on his face when he was high and that immediately made you break eye-contact with him. it swooned you a bit too much.

you finally decided to reply to thanos, and also make your decision on what you were about to do. "i.. i know you didn't."

you then began to slowly get off the couch and from nam-gyu's grasp, sitting down on the floor with the lines in front of you. you had no idea how you could do this. you only ever watched nam-gyu do it, and it always made you so mad. so mad you couldn't even focus on the motions nam-gyu made when he snorted that stuff up.

taking one last deep breath you lowered your nose down to the table and tried all your best to snort it up. it stung and left you sneezing and coughing when you were done. when you looked over to ur side to see nam-gyu's face and reaction to what you had just done he was just smirking cynically. thanos and the two other girls sitting next to him on other hand were just laughing and giggling, this made you feel tiny. you had always hated it when people were laughing in your face.

you couldn't do anything about it so you just rolled your eyes.

"go on, do one more." the purple haired freak spoke up. you just looked down. you weren't sure if you were able to do another one or not.

'don't embarrass nam-gyu..' you repeated in your head. this was the only reason you were betraying yourself, because you didn't want nam-gyu to look like a fool in front of his "friends." so, you took another line.

when you finished you were ashamed of yourself. you couldn't believe you had just done a hard drug just for the sake of a boy.

"do you need a drink to wash that down?" nam-gyu finally spoke. happy to hear his voice you quickly agreed and got up to sit on the couch near him again. when he asked you if you wanted a drink you didn't know it would be alcohol though. this worried you. you didn't think you could stomach both alcohol and drugs... and you were right.

nam-gyu had handed you his half empty cup of svedka vodka waiting for you to take it from his hands. you shook, cursing yourself mentally.

you quickly gulped most of the vodka down, it felt hot down your throat and tasted like hand sanitizer. you weren't a big fan of this stuff.

when you finished drinking you found nam-gyu rubbing your back comfortingly. no matter how mad you were at him you always melted at his touch.

the rest of the night was a blur. the mix of the vodka and also the drugs did not sit well with you. you sort of just watched as the girls, thanos, nam-gyu, and some other random guy conversed, trying to swallow the fact that you felt like you were about to blackout. you hadn't even realized that its been about 5 hours since you first got to the club.

you laid in nam-gyus arms watching as the world around you warped and twisted and felt all the sudden very hyper.

"f..fuck." you whimpered, quickly getting up and covering your mouth. "i need to .. go to the bathroom." you mumbled again, hearing someone snicker behind you as you began to speed walk over to the bathrooms. getting there was a bit of a struggle as you had to navigate through sweating dancing bodies and loud music which only made your ache worse.

when you made it to the stalls you quickly crouched down the nearest toilet and began to throw up your own guts.

you hadn't known that when you left the room that nam-gyu had quickly followed behind you.

when you heard him entering the woman's bathroom you thought it was a stranger so you instantly tried to shut yourself up. you were so out of it you forgot to even shut the stall door behind you. sweat poured down your forehead as you heard footsteps behind you, looking over only to see nam-gyu's sweet face.

"it's okay.." he nodded, grabbing your hair and holding it back for you. you took this as an initiative to get the rest of the stuff you had in your system out.

by the time you were done you were crying and sniffing regretting everything you had done that night. you quickly flushed everything you just threw up down and fell into nam-gyu's arms. you didn't have anything to really say to him so you just cried, your tears landing on his black shirt.

he didn't say anything either. he just stroked your hair like you were some kind of pet.

"i wanna go home." you muttered to him--your tone was serious.

"yeah, i think its time we go." he agreed as he helped you up, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

on your way out of the club he simply just gave thanos the 'yknow' look and he nodded in response.

the drive home was strange. you could feel yourself actively falling in and out of sleep and for once you were in the backseat instead of the front-seat.

when you made it to you and nam-gyu's apartment he grabbed you and took you inside the building bridal style. this sent butterflies through your drunken body because even out of your mind you still knew this wasn't how he usually treated you. you clung onto him anyways.

inside, he set you down on your guys bed. he laid down next to you turning himself over so he could see your face. he brushed some of your hair out of your face and stared at you with desire in his eyes.

ironically, there happened to be some water on the nightstand. he grabbed it and slowly brung it to your lips, helping you get some water intake.

you felt a little better knowing you now had a little bit of water in your system.

suddenly, he grabbed your body, pulling you into a sweethearts cradle and hugging you tightly. his body was warm like a heater. it felt great compared to the cold night outside.

you buried your head in his chest feeling his heartbeat against your cheek.

you never wanted to let go of this moment.

to the soft vibrational hums you then fell asleep being cradled in nam-gyus arms.

why couldn't every night be like this?

[infactmrmeowz]

Hello. Can you tell us, in your opinion, what physical preferences Crocodile, Mihawk, Buggy and Smoker from One Piece would have in a woman ? Thank you very much and sorry if this has already been asked. ^^

One Piece Men + Headcanons!

OF COURSE I CAN POOKIE!! Also MB for like disappearing for months on end!! Btw!! I can’t see my messages idk why so so sorry! If ya want somethin do inbox!

warning!: suggestive only a bit, cursing! Obviously female reader, grammar bad mb, tad bit off topic!

crocodile - I see him being an ass guy, I don’t think it matters what size but if you have an ass then yk 😜. - leadership! Because he is SUCH a busy man he wants you too atleast have SOME leadership on yourself and others for his work, and you to take care of yourself! It’ll be more stressful for him if he constantly has to worry about you.. which he doesn’t!! (He does). - I don’t think he really cares what size you are, you just have to be strong, atleast learn how to fight or protect yourself! - women in suits 😵‍💫 - if he sees you in a suit he might just go bonkers. - this is going back to leadership role, but being smart! You don’t have to be Einstein smart but smart in one way or another, he finds that hot.. especially when you geek out about thing, can be a special interest or something nerdy, he might act like he is not listening but he is! - hip dips! Oo that man loves iittttt he’ll hug you from behind, and rest his hands on them, while nuzzling his head in your neck !! Mihawk- boob guy, no one can tell me otherwise! - again doesn’t matter what size you are, he loves to see you in the color red! (With cleavage showing 🫨). - he likes it when you drink the wine and a little wine mustache comes up! He finds it’s ADORABLLEEEE. - when you sit down and your thighs expand, especially in a dress!!! AAAAAA. - I think he wants someone who is shorter than him, but also strong in some way or another .. bonus points if you know how to use a weapon! Especially a sword! - someone with long hair! Doesn’t care if it’s real or not, he loves to see you do your hair in the morning, (this includes if you have braids or dreads!) Buggy- thigh guy! - he LOVES to see you put on flashy colors for your outfits, or hair styles/hair colors! Of course you can’t be more flashy than him.. BUT he thinks you look HOT and CUTEEE wearing flashy clothes! Especially his colors! Or even matching with him in some way or form! - I think he would like to see someone with unique features, that can be anything on your body! Freckles, eye color, hair, skin, body, anything! The more unique the better! - he doesn’t like when you change your features to be some one or something or to be “ prettier “ he thinks that if your born with a unique feature(s) you keep it! Make it shine! - makeup! Of course you don’t need it!! But he wants you to match with him! (Please paint your nose blue like his). - someone who is strong! Very strong! Or strong/stronger with weapons of any kind! He finds it actually so hot when you fight. -funny! Or goofy! He loves people when they are funny and goofy! You can be the jester and him the clown! Smoker- another ass guy, - he definitely wants a strong woman, like with crocodile it’s too stressful! - someone who is mature, I don’t think he can handle someone who is immature.. and if you are he’ll deal with it but don’t be surprise when he gets mad at you! - when you dress formal! He finds it hot! Also shows your maturity! - unlike buggy.. he wants someone with shorter hair! (Including people with braids or dreads etc..) he doesn’t know why, but I think he likes it because it matches with every outfit you wear..

OKAY POOKIES I HOPE I DID THIS RIGHT I KINDA HAD TO ADD MENTAL TOO.. BECAUSE HUST PHYSICALL WAS KIND AHARD IM SORRY IF THIS WASNT WHAT YOUW ANTED! AGAIN IMBOX IF YA WANT SOMETHIN SORRY POOKIES

AAA that’s it! Cya later alligators! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Ok so, here’s what I’m thinking… feeling kinda self conscious now that summer is approaching (with revealing clothing, shorts and all that coming back into circulation, all the “beach body” talk etc) (mayhaps even more so bc Tan has THAT FREAKING BODY) and trying (and failing) to hide that from Tan. And he’s super reassuring, comforting, loving ALL THAT STUFF 😭😭😭 maybe he’s even a little angry? Bc he hates hearing that 🥺

felt this to my very insides🥲 im a trouser, jumper, long cardigan and docs kinda girl. hate summer, especially clothes wise. literally just had to buy new stuff bc nothing fits right/have nothing to wear. kinda struggled writing this in fic form, so did my thoughts instead💌

implied fem!reader, 614 words

READER SELF-CONSCIOUS WITH SUMMER CLOTHES AND WEATHER.

he notices EVERYTHING!! !! !!!!! 

so maybe it's a hot day and you're meant to be going out together for the day, maybe a nice lakeside pub lunch??

he's all ready to go, but you're still in a towel/ home tee/ pjs trying to find something to wear. so you're at that point where you're really frustrated and hot and bothered and you're throwing clothes out of your dresser/ wardrobe bc you can't find anything

you don't like anything in there, maybe the tops show too much arm and shorts show too much leg and dresses show too much stomach. maybe most of your summer clothes don't fit anymore?? and you don't have enough pieces to make multiple outfits out of and you don't like buying new ones bc you think there's no point

maybe you feel embarrassed/ intimidated to be seen with tan bc he just looks so good and you feel like the opposite

so he knocks on the door and asks how long you'll be. but you're really stressed and honestly very sad, so you're just sat in a pile of clothes on the floor, so you don't answer. he knocks again and opens the door a tad to peek through

he's all like "you okay? what's the matter?" bc idk maybe you have your head in your hands

and maybe you say "I don't want to go out" bc the thought of wearing something you hate is VERY deterring

he comes in and crouches beside you and says "why's that?" he's being super patient and reassuring in the way he speaks, and keeping his eyes on you, all that sorta thing. not being pushy, just being patient and warming

"I have nothing to wear"

and he's looking around all the clothes like wtf you on about? but he doesn't say that. so he just waits for you to finish

so you wait a minute and say "I hate all my clothes"

and bc he doesn't quite understand, he picks up a dress from the floor and says "this is a pretty one. you'll look good in that"

and you're like "no, I hate that one. don't like my arms in it"

and he moves on to pick another dress up and then his brain processes what you said and he's neck whips to face you and he's like "what do you mean?" and he's literally at a loss for words bc he has no idea why you would say that about yourself

and then you shrug and go "I don't know"

maybe now he's finally catching on to what you mean by you have no clothes. he's learnt that 'have no clothes' doesn't mean what it sounds like, but instead something different

and he asks if that's why you don't want to go out etc etc. and bc he's a good bf he says how you can cancel, but will have to rearrange. so he's being supportive in the now (by not having to go out) and in the future (by helping you out of your comfort zone)

he's frankly a little upset that you think so little of yourself, and doesn't understand what you see and how it can be so different to him

he says how he wants to get you a new wardrobe and it's his treat. giving you his card to get pieces you want to wear. it's gonna be a hot couple of months and he doesn't want you feeling shit about yourself

he wants you to get things you'll wear and feel good in. anything you don't like can be returned and if you have no luck finding stuff, move on to another shop

[huenyang]

pairing: choi yeonjun x gn reader / genre: meet-cute, fluff / word count: 1k / notes: very self indulgent im not going to lie, if theres any spelling mistakes no there aren't

summary: after having a terrible day, the handsome stranger you meet seems to know just how to lift your mood.

The smell of coffee - the cup which was previously in your hands, now all over your shirt and the floor of the convenience store - feels like it burns on the way down to your lungs. Accompanied by the frustrated tears that sting your eyes, you almost want to sink to the ground and rip your hair out.

Today was not your day.

As if having an already stressful day and dropping the coffee you’d paid for wasn’t enough, you had bumped into someone else. And if that wasn’t bad enough, the stranger seems to want to burn himself into your brain while doing nothing at all.

Gazing up at him, you feel your eyes linger a little too long. Maybe gods are real, because this man looks like he’s been sculpted by Aphrodite herself. Good god, you wince. You don’t even know his name and you’re acting like this. 

If you weren’t still stunlocked by the events prior, you would’ve made a conscious note of how his dark brown eyes widen in surprise and how his fringe looks just a tad bit too long. Or how his lips curl in a gasp.

It’s not just anybody who looks good under convenience store lighting, you reason.

“Oh my god-” he exclaims hurriedly, reaching out as if he wanted to try and save the cup from spilling. “I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking when I turned.”

You mumble something, it’s okay, probably. It’s like this one man has completely stolen your ability to be normal. But that’s stupid, he hasn’t done anything but apologize for running into you, like anyone with a drop of sense would.

He looks around, leaning a little to look past the many aisles and motion to the clerk that something had happened.

While he’s doing that, you crouch to finally pick up the cup you had almost forgotten while thinking about the pretty, nice stranger right in front of you.

Ew. None of that.

With a sigh, you hold the plastic carefully, trying to avoid the sticky coffee running down along one of the sides, and begin to make your way to the nearest trash can before it drips more and makes an even bigger mess for the poor employees.

It doesn’t take long for him to come back around, message delivered to the store clerk.

When the stranger talks to you again, he looks like he’s about to apologize, but you silence him with a shake of your head and a mirthless laugh.

“Man…” he sighs, shuffling his hands into his coat pockets. “At least let me make it up to you for ruining your coffee.”

You almost want to cry. Over the coffee, over this stranger who keeps being so kind to you, over everything.

“No no, you don’t have to. It’s just coffee.” but it isn’t. “I couldn’t possibly make someone else pay for my own mistake.”

Now it’s his turn to wave his hand dismissively at you, smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “It’s nothing! In fact, I insist. I think I’d like to know you better - without the coffee staining both of our shirts, this time.”

The mention of it brings you back to reality, the sticky beverage all over the front of your shirt feeling like it weighs a thousand pounds on your chest, now. You’re not sure if it’s the memory of spilling your coffee everywhere, or the air inside the store, or something else, but suddenly your cheeks feel significantly warmer. You hope the stranger doesn’t notice.

“I don’t have your name.” You say after a second of consideration. “How can I share a coffee with someone I don’t know the name of?”

The question catches him off guard, too, if the way you can see the realization dawn on his face is anything to go by.

“Choi Yeonjun.”

With a grin, you introduce yourself too. An employee with a mop and a bucket interrupts you then, saving you from an awkward conversation with the pretty stranger- Yeonjun. You both step outside, the small ding of the door opening and closing the only sound between you.

“So,” you start, shuffling your feet anxiously. “Can I have your number- for the coffee, of course.” No other reason. No other reason at all.It feels like the single beat between your question and his answer is an eternity. Maybe you sprung the question up on him too suddenly, or maybe he didn’t even mean it to begin with. But before you can think of even more reasons to go and change your identity entirely, he’s fishing for his phone and handing it to you.

“You can put yours in.” he breathes out. Maybe you’re more far gone than you thought, because it sounds almost dreamy. “I’ll put my contact in yours, too, if that’s okay?”

With shaky hands - from the cold, obviously - you quickly tap in your number, setting your own contact as your name and a little sun emoji. You can see him doing the same to his contact, his emoji choice being the fox instead.

Cute.

“We can set up a date later, whenever you’re free.” He says, handing you back your phone and tucking his own back into his pocket. “Just let me know!”

With that, you go your separate ways. On the way home, your mind wanders. It’s almost hard to believe that your shitty day turned into whatever this is. From spilling overpriced coffee you’d bought to cheer yourself up, to meeting a handsome stranger who not only offered to make up for said overpriced coffee, but also gave you his number? If this was a dream, you don’t want to wake up from it.

The dream doesn’t last long, however, because a ping rings from your phone, startling you out of your fantasy and back into reality.

You hope that the multiple people passing by you on the street don’t notice the way your face breaks into a dumb smile as you read.

From: Yeonjjunie 🦊 Hey!! Just making sure this is the right number!! haha Don’t feel pressured to pick yet btw, we can decide later

[starly-the-scrambled]

Weresif?!? Incredible though I am curious as to how fast did the craft take hold? Was it a slow and steady sorta deal and eventually Siffrin left the camp/tent randomly and was found later by bonnie? What triggered Siffrins full shift was it his fear of being abandoned, or a near death experience of himself or his family? I am very curious.

CRACKS KNUCKLES SO FUCKING LOUDLY.

Okay so lot of loredump and rambling incoming you have opened Pandora's box~

So!! The Craft took hold over the course of a few weeks after Siffrin was injured in a fight against a very strange very agressive very large animal, later discovered to be a high-ranking member of the Beastblessed Cult tasked with gathering more members.

Starts out with him just feeling... a tad off. Restless at night, hungrier than usual (which is already super hungry seriously how does a tiny thang like that eat so much) and just all around Weird Abnormal Feeling you Can't Quite Place until one night it just....

...happens.

Mirabelle is actually the one who noticed Siffrin was missing from camp first, being a light sleeper their abrupt exit started her awake, but she wasn't quite fast enough on the draw to see where they headed. So, impromptu midnight search party! Which Bonnie insisted on joining, and...

...well, they TECHNICALLY did find him.

Just not how they expected him to be.

Bonnie runs back in a panic, Siffrin chasing them, and after a brief standoff Odile (being the braincell of the group) realizes that white hair + black tips + one eye + specific shape of scar = siffrin and stops Mirabelle and Isabeau from royally beating this thing into dust for hurting their friend. And that's the story of the first half-shift~

As for the full shift, that doesn't happen until a while later.

During a discussion on how to best track down the Beastblessed, tensions boil over and result in Odile and Isabeau throwing hands out of misplaced frustration. While Mirabelle takes Bonnie aside so the Old Lady and The Fighter can vent their frustrations by fighting eadhother, Siffrin has a little [very large] panic attack because "wuh oh your family is fighting and it's because of you!!!! its your fault Siffrin!!!!! your family is hurting eachother because of you!!!!!" and ends up fleeing for the inevitable stress-induced half-shift... which progresses into a full-shift because of the intense emotion and now theres a whole other problem aside from Dile and Isa beating eachother up.

It ends up alright but in the moment? shits fucked!

and yeah that's part of the weresiff lore can you tell im deranged

[ryoko-lamperouge]

Unpopular opinion...

But I felt JK so off in Ep 3... Aside from that scene at the pool, he was mostly alone. I dont mean it as "they left him aside" but more like "i saw him a tad overwhelmed". Don't misunderstand me. Vmin was so cute together, they had so much fun, and it was lovely to see them in their own dynamic and playing. Lord knows they need this, being free of schedule, laugh, play, release stress. Tae is so fun to watch. I wanted to see him like that too, specially the scene when he jumps to the sandbag. He grew up a lot, I'm proud of him. Still. It felt bittersweet. Why did I felt JK so left out? so off? like... like he didn't wanted to be there, from time to time? It felt like a VMIN episode ft Jk. Maybe that's the best way to put it into words.

Maybe it was me that wanted a Jikook show more than a vminkook show. Anyway. Im happy if they are happy and healthy. I hope for JM to feel better in the next episode. He always gets hurt, our poor baby.

I'll rewatch the episode later on. Maybe seeing it with clearer eyes will help me. Love for our boys <3 no more hate between their solo stans, please. They are precious and they love e/o so much that its not okay for us to want them apart.

[hiscloakmydaggers]

Where You Should Be, What You Should Think

quick oneshot im working on cause im in block. writing depressed deacon is what remotivates me

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Minutes go by fast when Deacon isn’t paying attention. It wasn’t like he was going to use them any wiser than right now. Sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at his reflection in his glasses. Embarrassing to admit, but he hadn’t really looked at himself in a while. He was uglier than he remembered.

His fingers traced over the lines on his forehead, as if checking if they were real. Eyes once large and sky blue had fallen considerably, now droopy and dark. He blinked for them to reappear in the same sad shape.

“Wow,” Deacon chuckled at himself with disappointment, “I let myself go…” he rubbed his face, pressing his thumbs tight into any blemishes. “I really gotta- shit.”

Quickly he cleared his throat, his complaining interrupted by Nic peering in through the door behind him. The man stepped in, hunching over, since he could barely fit through the frame. “What are you doing here? The food’s almost done.”

Deacon had almost forgotten already. Everybody else was outside, doing a feast of sorts since Curie swore it would improve mental wellness or something - Sheesh, maybe I should participate then - cringing, he grit his teeth.

“Yeah, yeah, just need to take a break,” he hollowed his cheeks in a dramatic breath, folding his hands behind his back. Nic glared at him with suspicion. “I’m real tired, you know, I-I think I just wanna take a nap instead. Save some Mirelurk for me, with the sal-”

“But you slept almost all night?”

“Pfft, no I didn’t.”

“I know you did.”

“How would you,” Nic started to blush, giving him the answer, “nevermind. It’s nothing serious though, you should go out with the others. Have fun for once!”

Abruptly, Nic lowered to his height to cup his cheek, “I’m not going out if you’re moping here. You need to have fun for once. Just come out, say hello, get something to eat…” He trailed off, drifting his eyes down Deacon’s torso. “Are you sure you aren’t hungry?”

Deacon closed his arms around his chest, “uhh, yeah. Why?”

Nic grabbed one of his wrists, pulling it back to expose him again. “You look smaller.”

Deacon knew he hadn’t been eating a lot recently, but to the point Nic noticed just like that? Maybe he had some problems. “Pfft, you sure your perspective isn’t a tad bit biased, big guy?”

“You’re too small. Come out and eat.”

“Honey I told you, not hungry.”

“Then I’m not going out.”

Exasperated, Deacon dropped his hands to his lap, “not gonna fight. Don’t have the energy to.”

Nic bit his lip, analyzing his every move. His arm wanted to go around Deacon’s waist, but didn’t, instead he held his hand. “Are you serious? Nothing is going on with you? I can tell when something’s off with you… I know how you act.”

The spy watched the dust on the ground, “don’t really know what you want me to say. I’m tired, that’s it.” He grunted as Nic pulled him into a warm hug. “Do not… trying to be sappy right now.”

“I don’t want to hear your jokes. Is everything okay or not?”

“I just don’t like how I’m looking recently! Like my age is really getting to me, man.”

Nic gawked at Deacon as if he was insane, “what are you talking about?” His thumb caressed his hand, so cheekily it was just gross.

“I mean I think I look like an old ugly man,” he shrugged off his insecurities. “You see, this is why I need my glasses. Mostly cause it’s bright out, but also-”

“You aren’t ugly at all,” Nic’s face dipped into the curve of his neck, planting pure kisses, “who told you that?”

“This total asshole named Deacon. You should kill him for me.” He chuckled and patted his head.

Grumbling, Nic took hold of Deacon’s shoulders, “I’m not killing anyone, especially you.” He ran a stressed hand through his hair, “I don’t understand. You’re… sad because you think you’re ugly? Baby, how could you even think that?” He gulps and stares deep into Deacon’s eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”

For some reason Deacon felt teary. His brain told him to ignore whatever Nic was saying, but his heart made him listen. He looked off to the side awkwardly, trying to find his shield: his glasses. “Ahhh, thank you honey. You can make anybody swoon, I swear… I am just lucky.”

One smooth move and Nic’s hands were to Deacon’s waist in an instant. He leaned down with his weight, pushing his husband to lay on the bed, “you’re not just ‘anybody.’ You’re so much more to me.” His hands stood firm like pillars between Deacon’s arms and waist. He buried his face back in the crook of his neck, basking in the warmth. “I don’t get how you aren’t seeing that.”

His voice, his movements, everything made Deacon’s eyes pop and voice tremble to air. “I… hah, what!?”

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sorry but im prolly never gonna post the full 😭😭 iykyk, its one of those fics i wouldnt publicly share bc of how much im totally reflecting. just know deacon does not hate himself as much at the end

[drdemonprince]

A bit late to the party and a tad bit longer than planned(sorry), but I dream of programming my own living sex toy.

We would be roommates, my flat (that's the most unrealistic thing about the scenario right here lol) that I rent very cheap near a college so I can pick the hottest person applying, ideally a new student so no family or friends here. Once they move in I slowly start manipulating them. Playing hypno audios when they sleep, putting light aphrodisiacs in their food, gaslighting them on progressively bigger things to get them relying on me more and more.

I want to pretend to be their friend and have long talks where I slowly convince them that their family is abusive and they should cut contact. It would be easy considering I am already blasting them on many other fronts and at that point they would be too stressed trying to keep up with college, while becoming too dumb and horny to offer much resistance. I hope they do though just so I can stop the argument via hypnotically dropping them and leaving them more untethered and confused than before. I actually want them to freak out while we fuck so I can stop, keep my cock in them and see how the ,by then intense, programming slowly pulls them under again and they start rocking into it. Actively see the fight disappear.

Once it is in deep the actual toy part begins. I want to programm certain settings into it so via simple triggers I can have it switch between modes. Sometimes I would want an actual doll, no ability to move themselves, sometimes a puppy desperate to be filled, maybe even allow it some higher function back so I can have it work when I don't need it.

The power of having someone utterly under my control is the obvious kink here but far hotter to me would be the knowledge that it was involuntary and that I programmed it. The ensuing sex isn't the main focus. I would want the toy to respond like it's enjoyable, seeing it in pain sparks no joy, the hotness comes from knowing it only enjoys it because I programmed it like that.

That's why I want to be able to sometimes "reset" it only to pull it down again. That moment in it's eyes when it glides into trance would be the hottest thing ever. I would always want it to feel pleasure, the catch being that the pleasure wouldn't be there without my programming. Also the thought of a hypersensitive toy coming simply from pleasuring me or me telling it to come is hot.

This is also why I won't look for a CNC partner for now. Having an actual human involved that could resist and judge takes away a lot of the appeal. My main source of shame isn't wanting to corrupt, it's wanting to have an actual human following my every command and order instead of having a partner I share equal responsibility with and of whom I take care when they need it (instead of putting a dildo in them and storing them away when useful). That said I actually want that equal living together too, I would just not have sex with that person, because vanilla sex holds no appeal to me and I actually do care about consent IRL.

Sadly I have a hard time finding good hentai or comics where the main focus is the corruption itself not the fucking afterwards but I make do.

Anyways, thanks for letting us share these things. Some of the other asks that were sent in were incredibly hot and it was nice actually writing my fantasies down for the first time and claiming them as mine, not just a fic I wrote as a prompt.

ANON YOU ARE KILLING ME THIS IS THE HOTTEST SHIT EVER. this is one of my top fantasies. and largely what some of my favorite hypno erotica that i've written is about. i wanna live this scenario for real. this is why i'm saving for an early retirement dog. so i can be someone's brainwashed live in hole. hit me up when you are emotionally prepared to be a 24/7 sadistic owner for real

okay. im gonna compose myself. thank you for sharing. but seriously call me

[alanjeffbrainrot]

Bending the Rules pt. 1

CW: Student/Teacher AU, eventual smut, minors dni

A/N: idk why im obsessed with this concept. It’s also a soulmate AU cause I’m a slut for alanjeff true mate shit. Enjoy 😌

Word Count: 4.5K

Find it on AO3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~ To read pt. 2

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Alan takes a different path earlier in life and ends up becoming a college professor. Jeff walks into the first day of class and sits at the very edge of the room, away from all the other students. Alan notices him on day one and doesn’t understand why he’s so intrigued by this new student.

A few days into class Babe (also a prof at the university, he started 4 years after Alan and they became fast friends. Lots of students think they’re dating because of how close they are) pulls him aside to mention that “Jeff, the kid in your Tuesday/Thursday class ? That’s the kid we’ve all been talking about, he’s going places”.

Confused, Alan casts a glance over at Babe murmuring that he wouldn’t be convinced until Jeff says something. Literally anything.

“Oh, that’s just how he is, don’t worry too much about it.” Babe shrugs it off but something about the boys nature still bothered Alan. Why was he so quiet, he thought to himself, and what will it take to get him to talk to me.

Why this mattered so much to Alan he wasn’t sure, but he vowed to keep an eye on the omega and see if he could get him to crack one day.

As the class continues Alan discovers that the Babe’s comments rang true. Jeff was truly remarkable. Just after midterms Alan calls Jeff to his desk, asking him to wait to speak with him.

“You’re the best student I’ve had Jeff and I just happen to be losing my TA after this semester, graduation and all” Alan chuckles. “Would you consider taking the position ?”

Jeff looks conflicted and quietly says he’ll think about it (the most he has said to Alan this whole semester, making Alan’s alpha puff up its chest). Alan nods and says he’ll check in again in a few days before waving Jeff off, wishing him a good day.

A week goes by, still no answer from Jeff and Alan is stressed. He feels like he’s going crazy, anytime he sees Jeff on campus he has to keep himself from bombarding the boy. Maybe he just doesn’t want to do it ? Alan thinks to himself. He’s about to start his senior year, lots of students turn down TA positions.

Babe, who’s usually next to Alan when they run across the little omega, is beginning to notice his strange reactions. Alan stands straighter and can barely keep his eyes focused in front of him, always glancing over to watch Jeff walk by them. The worst part being Alan’s pheromones, subtly being pushed out a tad stronger when the shorter is nearby, a fact that probably hasn’t even registered with Alan yet. Babe doesn’t say anything, just observing his friend become smitten like he never has before.

To Alan’s surprise, however, the next class Jeff is in he walks up to Alan and quietly mutters “I’ll do it”.

“Oh ! Oh my god, okay, yeah. Awesome” Alan stutters. God, why am I acting like a flustered school boy. Realizing Jeff is still staring at him, Alan shakes himself out of his thoughts. “I’ll email you the requirements and the application. You’ll send a copy to me and to student services. If you need any help just let me know !”

Jeff just nods before walking out of the classroom, leaving Alan a confused and flustered mess. And that’s the moment his alpha decides to complicate the situation. (For years Alan had kept that part of himself under lock and key, getting very good at not listening to his instincts.) Mine his alpha growled as if trying to break out of a cage, that omega is mine.

Alan is appalled at his own thoughts, vowing to keep himself together and not cross any lines. He wouldn’t even be interested Alan reasons with himself, it’ll be fine.

What Alan doesn’t know, is Jeff is having the same battle with himself. He had never touched the alpha (he had gotten very good at never touching anyone at this point) but just before beginning Alan’s class he had grabbed his brother, Charlie, by the wrist. And, unfortunately, it triggered a vision. One in which a tall, sophisticated, older alpha just happened to be hanging off of Jeff’s arm. It was a small point, insignificant in the grand scheme of the vision which was centered around Charlie, but it had shaken Jeff to the core. Who was this alpha and why on earth would Jeff let him touch him ??

When Jeff walked into class the first day he had kept his head down, a habit to ensure nobody spoke to him before or after classes. But when he finally popped his head up and looked at the professor at the beginning of class he had to keep himself from sprinting out of the classroom.

There, in front of him, was the alpha from his vision. No way, Jeff had thought, there’s absolutely no way. That vision had to be incorrect, a fluke.

The day Alan asked him to TA, jeff panicked, leaving campus and driving straight to speak with Charlie. When he gets in front of his brother he realizes he has no clue how to breach this topic.

“You remember that vision I had just before the semester ?” He starts with. When Charlie nods he takes a deep breath and continues, “I didn’t tell you everything….. the vision was about you” Jeff emphasizes, “but…. Next to me……. Was this alpha, someone I hadn’t met before.”

“Oh ?” Charlie said surprised, eyes going wide, “Why didn’t you tell me before ? What’s the problem ? Probably someone we’ll meet in the future.”

“Well….” Jeff trails off, not sure which topic he should begin with, “in the vision I was letting this alpha hug me ? Kind of, he was holding my arm like he was hugging a pole. But I didn’t seem bothered by it”

Jeff is interrupted by Charlie squealing, “YOU GET A BOYFRIEND IN THE FUTURE OH MY GOD !”

“Charlie !” Jeff huffs, hitting his brother on the shoulder to get him to quiet down. “You know my visions aren’t always absolute. And I really think this one can’t be true. There’s no way !”

“What, you don’t think an alpha will want you ? Come on jeff, you’re a catch.”

Jeff glares at Charlie but he just smiles back, sincere as ever. “It’s not that, jackass. It happens that I met the alpha when the semester began. But….”

“But” Charlie drags out, “what, is he an asshole or something ?”

“No ! No, hes… he’s the nicest person I’ve ever met. Gentle and so smart” jeff abruptly shuts his mouth. What am I saying he thinks to himself shaking his head before looking up at Charlie, who’s wearing a shit eating grin.

“You LIKE HIM” he teases, “so again I ask, what’s the problem ?”

“Umm…” Jeff looks down, not wanting to see Charlie’s face when he admits this. “He’s my professor” he whispers.

“Oh, okay that really could be a problem” Charlie says, tone nothing but understanding. “But you graduate next year right ? Just avoid him until then and let fate decide once you’re not a student anymore.”

“Well, he kind of asked me to be his TA next year. And I feel like I have to do it. I could learn a lot from him and it would look really good on my resume. Ive seen the places his past TA’s have gotten hired. This could give me a huge advantage getting into a garage Charlie.” Jeff looks up at his brother who seems to weighing what he has just told him.

After a few hours of discussion jeff came to the decision that he would accept the position and just keep his distance as much as he could. I Can do this he thought to himself, I just have to keep my guard up until I graduate.

Jeff didn’t understand why his omega, on the other hand, was resisting this wholeheartedly. Begging him to get as close to the alpha as he could. He’ll be ours soon enough his omega taunts him, just you wait.

Much to his omegas (and Alan’s) annoyance, Jeff goes back to ignoring the alpha. He keeps his head down, scurrying in and out of class without sparing a single glance at Alan. Even during class when Alan would look over, Jeff would avoid his gaze and only look back up when Alan had directed his attention elsewhere. Alan was losing his mind.

Two weeks before the semester ended, Alan was sitting at his desk, neck deep in grading assignments. Babe walks through the door, nose wrinkling at the heavy pheromones in the room. “God lung, what’s got you so stressed.”

Alan glares at Babe, laying his own down and leaning back in his chair. “Unlike some people, I have papers to grade. And more coming soon for finals. So, do you need something or can I get back to work ?”

“Not my fault you don’t teach a practical course” babe shrugs, walking further into the room and leaning on a desk in the front row.

“Someone has to teach the textbooks” Alan sighs. It’s always around this time he wishes he had Babe’s job, teaching practical, hands on classes in the on-campus garage. “Seriously though, did you need something ?”

“Yes, actually. I heard about your TA for next year.”

Alan furrows his brow, “Jeff ? Why, you were right. The kid’s going places.”

Babe nods, crossing his arms and leveling his gaze with Alan. “That’s true but… are you sure you know what you’re doing ?”

Babe’s delicate tone leaves Alan even more confused. “What do you mean? I’ve had TA’s for years and I think he would be great. A little quiet but that’s not a problem.”

Sighing, Babe looks down. “Lung, i'm going to be honest with you. Do you have any idea how you act around him ? You get nervous, you stare at him. God, I’m the only one that would notice but you push your pheromones out !”

“I don’t-“ Alan trails off, not sure how to defend himself.

“Look, it was fun to watch you get all flustered around him. If the circumstances were different I would absolutely be pushing you to ask him out. But… he’s your student, you know ? You just need to be careful.” Babe finishes, glancing back up at Alan to gauge his reaction.

Alan, though embarrassed for being called out, begins nodding. “No, no you’re absolutely right. I’ll keep myself in check, Babe, you don’t have to worry. Besides, Jeff has gone back to ignoring me so I don’t think there will be much of an issue.”

Babe nods, giving Alan an encouraging smile. “Good luck with the grading, lung. Let me know if you need anything.” Babe says before turning and walking out of the room. Leaving Alan to contemplate what he has gotten himself into.

The semester ends with no incident, both Alan and Jeff trying to keep their distance but neither handling it very well. Jeff spends more time with Charlie, desperately trying to push down his feelings despite a lingering feeling of sadness. Alan, on the other hand, is just frustrated.

He spent the last two weeks in an annoyed huff, everything seemingly setting him off. He tried his best, he really did, but each time he has to watch the omega hurry out of the classroom a piece of him is screaming to follow. To not let him go.

The second day of the summer vacation (neither Babe or Alan teach summer classes) Babe let’s himself into Alan’s house and immediately is smacked with rut pheromones.

“Shit” Babe curses, covering his mouth and nose with his hand. “Lung !” He shouts into the house, “Do you need anything ? I can drop it outside !”

A pained groan is heard from the other side of the house before Alan drags himself into view. He’s flushed, sweaty, and looks absolutely worse for wear.

“You look like death Lung” Babe says, scanning the alpha in front of him.

“I feel like it” Alan says from the top of the stairs, scrubbing his hand down his face and sighing. “I don’t know why it’s hitting me so hard. It hasn’t been this bad since I presented.”

Alan gets himself together enough to relay a list of supplies he needed. Babe leaves quickly after getting the list, Alan’s heavy pheromones giving him a headache.

Alan makes his way back to his bedroom, peeling his sweaty t-shirt off before throwing himself on his bed. He’s overheating, fire-like arousal licking through his veins. He kicks his pants and underwear off, hand snaking down and grasping his cock.

“Fuck” Alan breaths out. He begins stroking himself, bringing his hand up to gather the precum leaking out of the tip to make the glide easier. He squeezes his eyes shut just trying to focus on the pleasure, bringing his other hand down to squeeze at the rapidly forming knot at the base of his cock.

As he gets closer to his release, his mind starts providing images of a faceless omega propped on his lap, back facing him as he bounced up and down on Alan’s cock. Alan groans at the image and speeds his hand up. “Just like that baby” he mutters, everything in him wishing the image was real.

The omega in his mind leans back, turning his head towards Alan and suddenly he realizes the image is of Jeff. A sob is forced out of Alan as he cums suddenly, Jeff’s name on his lips. He strokes himself through his orgasm, slowly coming back down to earth. When he realizes what he just did he groans, rolling over and shoving his face into his pillows, embarrassed enough to ignore the sticky release still on his stomach that’s now going to be on the sheets below him.

God Alan, he thinks to himself, what the fuck am I going to do.

Unbeknownst to the alpha, across town a very similar situation is occurring in Jeff’s apartment. He had called Charlie, panicked because his heat hit him early. For most people that wouldn’t be too strange, maybe a change in cycle, but Jeff had just gone through heat a month before.

When charlie got to the apartment to drop things off (Jeff had a tendency to not plan for heats and would surely starve himself to death if charlie didn’t deliver a bag of water and snacks each day) Jeff was curled up in bed. Crying.

“Woah, Jeff, are you okay?” Charlie said delicately, trying not to spook the omega.

“Hurts” Jeff wails out, clearly lost in his omega headspace, “need alpha.”

Charlie freezes. It doesn’t matter how many heats Jeff had gone through, he had never let himself slip fully into his omega headspace and he certainly has never asked for an alpha.

“Alpha ? Who’s…” charlie trails off, not expecting to get an answer from the clearly distressed omega (and if he’s being honest, unsure if he truly wants to know).

He waits a few moments before Jeff finally looks at him, eyes red with tears streaming down his face. “Alan” he sniffles, “please. I need alpha.”

Charlie just looks at him confused, not remembering anyone in their lives named Alan. But then it hits him. He had been helping Jeff with the TA application and had noticed the alphas name, Alan, printed at the bottom. Alan, the same alpha who was in Jeff’s vision from months ago.

“Fuck” Charlie cursed after putting the pieces together. “Jeff, bud I need you to listen to me” Charlie says, trying to figure out the most delicate way to put this. “Alan… can’t be here with you.”

This just distressed the omega more, a new round of tears begin falling as Jeff’s scent sours even more. The small omega buries himself further into his nest as sobs racked his body. Charlie sighs, knowing there’s nothing he can do to ease his brothers mind. He decides to leave the room and camp out in the living room. He doesn’t usually stay but Charlie doesn’t have the heart to leave him so distraught.

Jeff’s heat breaks 5 days later, substantially longer than any heat he's ever had. When he finally drags himself out of his bedroom he curls up on the couch next to Charlie. His eyes are still red, occasional tears escaping and dripping down his face. Charlie is worried to say this least.

“You okay?” He finally asks. Jeff refuses to look at him, just curling further in on himself while sniffling.

After a minute a quiet “no” is heard from Jeff, voice scratchy. A second passes before another round of sobs wracks Jeff’s body, “I don’t know what’s happening to me Charlie.”

Charlie hums, reaching a hand out to card his fingers through Jeff’s hair. The omega presses into the hand, desperate for any type of comfort he could get in the moment. “Let yourself cry, I’ll be here as long as you need.”

And Jeff does just that. He moves slightly to lay his head in his brother's lap and cries. “Why do I miss him” he manages to get out, “it feels wrong not having him around.”

“Alan?” Charlie asks, already knowing the answer. Jeff just nods, flipping over so he can bury his face in Charlie’s stomach. Charlie chooses not to press the topic and just comforts the small and broken omega in his lap.

The next day Jeff runs Charlie out of his apartment, wanting to be alone. The only reason Charlie agrees is an agreement that jeff would call that night to check in. Jeff curls up in bed as soon as Charlie leaves, his heart aching.

He would never admit this to Charlie but part of the reason his heat took so long to break this time was because he refused to do anything, touching himself feeling wrong even in the worst of it. He craved Alan in a way he had never experienced with anyone before, his omega set on the idea that either the alpha would be touching him or no one at all.

“God” he groans, rubbing his eyes, “next year is going to be rough.”

And rough it was. Up until the first day of class, Alan and Jeff had been communicating through email, both men managing to make up excuses to avoid seeing the other in person (and neither feeling strong enough to control themselves if they were to meet up alone).

Alan was nervously pacing in this classroom, chewing on his thumb and just trying to calm his nerves when Babe walks in. “Woah, lung calm down. Everything’s gonna be fine” he says, grabbing Alan by the shoulders and guiding him to his desk chair. Once the older man and sat down babe walks around the seat to perch himself on a desk in the front row.

Alan looks up at his best friend, contemplating how to explain the complicated flurry of anxiety and excitement he was feeling. “This is either going to go really well or really bad, babe.” He lands on, sighing and leaning back in his chair.

“Well, just don’t do anything stupid and it shouldn’t be an issue” babe shrugs, crossing his arms.

Alan glares at him, “I’m not going to-“

Alan is cutoff by the door opening, the small omega walking in with his head down. Alan’s breath hitches, okay, he thinks, this is it. When jeff finally looks up he looks straight at Alan, their eyes locking as causing jeff to freeze.

Babe, immediately noticing the fact that neither man was moving to speak, looked over at jeff, “how was your summer?”

Not realizing there was another person in the room, jeff jumps and whips his head around to babe, “oh umm, good. I guess.” he stammers out, glancing between both men in front of him.

Babe hums out a “good” before fixing Alan with a very pointed gaze, “alright lung. I’m going to head to the garage. Have a good first day”

Alan nods, eyes shifting to babe long enough to wish him the same before they settle back on Jeff. Babe rolls his eyes before making his way out of the classroom, already knowing damn well that Alan’s promise to not do anything stupid would really only last so long.

The click of the door closing behind babe seemed to shake Alan out of his trance, smiling at the omega. He quickly explains to Jeff what his day to day tasks would be before they both start working in silence, neither totally sure how to speak with the other.

They carry on like that for the first two months of the semester, dancing around each other and spending no more time than necessary together. Alan gets jeff to talk a little bit, learning about his brother Charlie and Jeff’s goals after graduation, but it never goes further than surface level. Both men feel a pull towards each other, their bodies and minds seemingly linked in a way neither fully understood.

When midterms hit they began working late, trying to get grading done and working on solidifying the curriculum for the last half of the semester. It was a random Tuesday when things changed. They were working late, clock showing 9pm with both men sitting across from each other in the classroom.

Alan groans, head hitting the desk as he closes his eyes, “why did I become a professor” he mutters.

“Because you’re good at at” jeff responds, shrugging. Alan’s head whips up, staring at jeff who is pointedly keeping his eyes on the work in front of him.

“Thank you” Alan breathes out, noticing a small smile forming on the youngers lips. Clearing his throat, Alan stands, “I’m going to go fill my water bottle. Do you need anything?”

“I’m okay” jeff says, looking up to smile at the man standing above him. Alan smiles back before leaning down and kissing the boy before turning and beginning to walk towards the door. It takes a moment for his exhausted mind to catch up to want he just did, freezing and turning back around immediately.

Jeff is staring at him with wide eyes, neither man totally sure what just happened. “Oh my god, Jeff, I’m so sorry” Alan starts stammering out, “I don’t know why I just did that. I’m so sorry.”

Alan’s brain is going a mile a minute, desperately trying to work out what the fuck just happened and why he did that. It was as if it was a habit, something easy that they just did despite decidedly being something they did not do. Jeff just continues looking at him, making no indication towards how he felt about the action.

“Jeff, please say something, I am so sorry.” As Alan continues stuttering out apologies Jeff stands, immediately shutting the man up. He walks forward, the alpha half expecting Jeff to smack him, which would be justified he thinks to himself.

Jeff stops right in front of Alan, looking up and examining his face. “Kiss me again” he says quietly.

“W-what?” Alan asks, eyes going wide.

“Kiss me again.” Jeff says with more finality behind it.

Alan is a strong man, he expected to be able to keep himself in check. But when an omega, no not just any omega, Jeff, his omega, is asking him for a kiss, who is he to say no ? Alan surges forward, capturing Jeff’s lips in a heated kiss and pulling him in by the waist.

At this point both men are giving into their instincts, neither Alan’s alpha or Jeff’s omega could stand being apart anymore. They stumble backwards towards Alan’s desk, the older man’s hands moving down to under Jeff’s ass and lifting him up and perching him on the edge of the desk.

Jeff spreads his legs, alan immediately taking the invitation and stepping between them to get closer. He pulls back for a moment and rests his forehead against Jeff’s, both men breathing heavily. Alan’s hands come up to rest on Jeff’s hips, rubbing small circles into the soft skin just under his shirt.

“Are you sure” he whispers, finally pulling back to look into Jeff’s eyes.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything” Jeff says sincerely, “please.” Just to make his point, Jeff wraps his legs around Alan’s waist and pulls him closer. The alpha moans with their groins make contact, the little bit of friction sending sparks up his spine. “I need you Alan, I don’t understand it but I need you in a way I’ve never needed anyone else.”

Alan leans down again and pecks Jeff’s lips before moving to mouth at the boys scent gland. “This can’t just be a one time thing” Alan says, still buried in the omegas neck, “god, I’ve never felt this way and if we’re going to do this I need you to promise me that.”

Jeff’s nods, hands flying up to grip Alan’s hair and leaning his head to the side giving him more access to his neck. “I promise” he whines out, “we can talk about it tomorrow but right now” Jeff trails off, pulling harder on the alphas hair, “right now I need you.” he finishes.

Alan groans, sucking harder at Jeff’s neck once he says that. His hands trail further up the omegas body, slowly lifting the shirt up before brushing his thumbs across Jeff’s nipples, drawing a shaky moan out of the boy underneath him.

Alan moves his mouth back up, kissing Jeff passionately as he continues toying with the boys chest. All is fine until they hear the door open, Alan jumps back, whipping around to see Babe standing in the doorway. His eyes are wide, never expecting to walk into a scene like this.

“What the fuck lung” babe sighs, not mad but definitely annoyed, “I told you not to do anything stupid.”

Jeff, face bright red and eyes cast towards the floor, slides himself off the desk. “It’s not his fault” Jeff mutters quietly.

Both men turn to look at the small omega, standing in front of the desk and wringing his hands together.

“I don’t care what y’all do, don’t worry about it, but you can’t do it here. Jesus Christ lung” babe says turning back to his best friend, “what if it was anyone else that walked in.”

Alan nods but says nothing, mind reeling with what just happened. Babe sighs, looking between the two men in front of him. “I came to tell you I was heading home lung. Whatever you choose to do is up to the both of you but…” babe pauses, concern clear in his voice, “just be careful” he lands on finally. Babe turns and leaves the classroom, leaving Alan and Jeff in an uncomfortable silence.

Alan turns to look at Jeff, unsure how to proceed in such a situation. Jeff meets his eyes, a look of determination behind them before he walks back up to Alan and leans up to give him a quick kiss. “Let’s go to your place, lung.”

Alan’s breath hitches, nodding quickly before gathering his things, holding the door open for Jeff. The small omega chuckles at the alphas eagerness before they make their way to the parking lot, both men excited and nervous for the promise of what was to come.

[akielzx]

Hello, May I request a onshot including cuddles with Johann Chu at night? Ty. <3

YESYESY I LVOE JOHANN VERRY MUCH, OUR 'ROBOT' BOYYY also HELP IM SORRY I FORHOT I HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS

bro i'm so sorry i had this in my drafts i think for a month, i'll then write the other submission later :sob:

maybe i just wanna be yours ！✦

＃；oneshot, johann chu x reader

tags // just tad bit spoiler (the info abt shavee in the chat n all and only that i think, maybe also abt his dad), comfort, slight misunderstanding but it's fine in the end, understandings, johann bby muah muah, also johann might be a bit ooc so bear with me, this is kinda long [keyword: kinda]

johann chu wasn't the one to be expressive of his feelings, and understand his feelings. hence why he felt bemused about [name], they certainly made a huge imprint on him.

yet shavee had also had an impact on him. but [name]'s case was slightly different. even if he had missed an opportunity to have her, it was okay now. he was healing a bit.

when they were chatting and johann had slipped this information to [name] and some other emotional turmoil, he yet puts training first once again.

nonetheless, all was well in the end. it was night and johann thought of something. [name] was doing quite well in their training, but he heard from a little birdy that they weren't quite doing well in draconic history.

maybe stress was getting to them? either way, as their senior, he felt obligated to help them out. it wasn't in a negative light, but he somehow felt like it.

as they were conversing, he then brought up their history course. [name] surprisingly did mention how they were struggling to understand a little and he offered to help them.

they asked where the both of them should go and he bluntly said at his dorm. [name] was confused at first why they wouldn't be doing it at the library.

he simply said it might be a bit troublesome for them as to referring to the girls that swooned over him, even if some girls do have self-control, he still didn't want to risk it.

and he wanted to spend more time with [name] not in training. he wanted to know more about them. miscellaneous things would suffice.

as the day passed, it was finally the time they decided to meet up that johann proposed. he asked [name] to meet him at the basketball court so he could escort them to his dorm.

when they finally came, he started to escort [name]. it was a bit awkward at first, given how the girls they passed by would look at them in envy.

[name] would try and flip them off by either going to scratch their cheek, getting something out of their eyes, or tucking their hair behind their ear using the middle finger.

but johann caught on and said that it doesn't matter and just ignore them for the best. they slightly grumbled, but begrudgingly complied as he is their senior and they didn't want to hear a lecture from a certain someone.

johann sighed, slightly amused but it went unnoticed. as soon as they entered the lionheart's club base, there susie was. she exchanged words with johann until she spotted [name].

she then asked if they were going to join, but johann answered for [name] that they were just looking around and dismissed susie. that made them confused, but thankful either way for their senior for answering for them.

he then led [name] to his dorm, and there they both discussed where they were struggling a bit. they shyly confessed that even tho they could've said that they would just research it, they were thankful for his help.

they can, but it was much more understandable if someone was there teaching it because they could get their possible unanswered questions answered.

johann nodded understanding. it is preferred that most should have a study group so there's a chance someone knows the subject they're studying and can answer simple questions.

as time passed, [name] started to understand more. they scribbled in their notebook while listening to johann. "so.. only the light king, priest- 'inazami' possessed equal power to nidhogg?"

johann nodded, confirming the statement was true, [name] scribbled again and continued, "but she also failed to rebel and renounce his position.. right?"

"yes. you are correct, i must say i am impressed by you..- not only you are quite the fast learner when we train, but also a good listener." [name] scratched their head a bit, "eh.. haha. it's just that i- wait no, you're a good guide and tutor is all.."

'and i like hearing your voice..' [name] felt a bit awkward and looked at the time, it was getting a bit late. they then start to stand up from their comfortable position.

johann was a bit confused at this sudden action, he still wanted to ask some questions. the not-too-personal ones. he couldn't think straight this time and grabbed [name]'s wrist.

"where.. are you going?"

[name]'s eyes widened a bit and looked at him.

"johann?"

his grip on [name] wavered a bit, his action seemingly getting him off-guard. he then loosened his grip and backed away. he pondered about something.

"..i don't know what this feeling is… i feel a sense of euphoria when i see you or… sometimes everything's better when you're here."

"huh?" [name] looked at him dumbfoundedly.

"i'm really glad you're here, but at the same time, i'm not because i'm scared. i'm scared i might lose you too."

"johann senpai? what are you-"

"i hope you know how much you mean to me. i wish you could see in you what i see in you."

[name]'s eyes widen at the sudden statement. they stood in their place shocked. "i… i don't understand you johann.." they ask, their brows furrowing in confusion.

"i don't either. but.."

"i'll hear you out on this. but i don't want it to be too long."

"..why?"

"…"

johann looked at [name] in anticipation, yet they stayed quiet. he asked once again, and [name] suspired.

"because… i don't want to make more assumptions and fall harder."

"why would you fall harder..?-"

"johann senpai, i've had harboured feelings for you. it feels off sometimes. i don't know if- if it's okay given your circumstance and mine."

he looked at [name] expectantly, yet stunned. he didn't expect his junior to also like him. but his brows furrowed. when [name] decided to speak once more, as he had an unanswered question.

"it's not just an infatuation i have for you, it's not just any epitome that i admire. but the way, you are you senpai. i've never loved anyone the way i love you before..''

[name] then took a deep breath before continuing.

"i'd accept your flaws in any way possible, i'd try and understand you better with how you act and maybe i understand.. but i don't. i don't understand how you feel about me. i appreciate you for you-"

"and i do too."

the sudden intervention has [name] stunned. they decided to look at johann, just to see him furrowing his eyebrows. his grasp went back to [name]'s wrist and slightly pulled them closer, but not harshly.

"i like spending time with you. it's nice. i feel calmer when i’m with you. it’s weird. i never thought i could feel like this, but you showed up. now, it’s like i don’t wanna go on knowing i might lose the feeling. and i might end up losing you."

[name]'s hands slightly quivered as his voice wavered. he felt their hands slightly shaking and he held it with the hand he grasped their wrist with.

"..are you okay [name]?.."

[name]'s breath hitches for a bit before taking a deep breath from their mouth and shaking their head, "yeah.. i'm- i'm fine johann."

"no. you aren't fine, did.. did i say something wrong perhaps..?"

johann squeezed their hand gently and rubbed circles on it, this action made [name] tense but relaxed a bit after they snapped out of their trance.

"wha- no!- no, you didn't. i just-"

johann took both of [name]'s hands and held them close to his chest, making the both of them close to each other, but not too close.

"i'm sorry if that caught you off-guard. i just couldn't-"

he was cut off as [name] hugged him and nuzzled their head close. they hummed to themselves and hugged him tighter,

"i like spending time with you too.."

"..then spend the night with me"

"of course."

-

ok bro i know that wasnt really cuddling but man idk :sob: thats all you get please accept it p;ease. im beiggin you

[stilespeters]

As the world caves in

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5) (part 6)

pairing: Kai Anderson x fem!reader

a/n: a lot of description and action but im so excited to write how it goes on from here! i hope the story is interesting so far, i have a lot of things planned.

words: 3482

summary: you and the Anderson brothers escape the high school that's swarmed with Geeks

warnings: descriptions of violence, Geeks

part 5: orange colored sky

Time was a valuable thing. You had learned that the hard way. Maybe if time was unlimited, you could've saved people that were dear to you. Maybe you could even relish the moments that made you feel happy again longer, so that you wouldn't feel constant fear or dread.

But time wasn't something you had. You had no time to figure out what to do in stressful situations like these, even though it felt like you calculated and practiced them in your head a thousand times. If only you had more time.

Now here you were, your eyelids softly closing and opening as you tried to figure out what to do. You felt like your whole body was made of lead, your head spinning and you felt nauseous.

Every one of you had multiple pencils in your hand. You retrieved those when you scavenged the school way earlier, and your plan was to throw them to the lockers to throw the Geeks off. Their senses heightened but they were pretty dumb.

“Okay, when I open this door, you’re all gonna follow me.” You whispered and the brothers all had their weapons ready “Only attack if you need to. These are nasty sons of bitches. We’re going to the west wing, which is about two blocks from here.” You showed them your map of the school with your notebook. “This cross is a safe spot, we stay there in the dark and make no sounds. If we do that, they will not know we’re there, but we have to be quiet.” You tapped the spot with a pencil. “Once we get there, we’re gonna throw one pencil to the other side away from us, they will all head to the noise, and then we have time to run to our next safe spot until we get to the emergency exit.”

Your pencil moved to a different spot on the map “We repeat this process until we reach the back entrance. However, our only way out is locked. I have the key in my pocket, but we have to lift the chain to the ground quietly. We can’t afford the chain falling to the ground once we open the lock.”

“Can't we go through the main entrance? The one where we entered the school?” Tate questioned but you shook your head. “That’s not safe. The Geeks have followed you there, they’re gonna be waiting for us to come out so they can attack.”

Peter gulped and his adam’s apple wobbled. “Yeah man, why not? It’s not like it's about life or death.” he chuckled but it died down quickly after.

“Once we get outside, we’re not there yet. It’s dark out and the only way out is through the gate, which will be swarmed with Geeks,” you said and you pointed at a spot behind the school which was located two blocks next to the emergency exit. “There is a fire escape here, we can run to the fire escape and climb onto the roof of the school. We can climb our way to the jeep, and one person can distract the Geeks. Someone who has great aim.”

"I'll do it." Peter offered.

"No." Kai said.

"I have the best aim out of the four of us," he explained "Besides, I'm the fastest."

"Fast is not fast enough." Kai barked and Peter protested. "I can take Tate's crossbow and shoot the schoolbell to make noise."

You nodded at Peter. “Alright, Peter, you move to the other side of the perimeter and make as much noise as you can. That way, Tate, Colin, Kai and I can go to the jeep and drive around the walls. We’ll pick you up from the other side.”

Peter gulped and nodded. He knew he was the one to suggest him distracting the Geeks, but he couldn't help but feel a tad bit scared. Kai saw this. Kai glared at you, but knowing there wasn't any other solution, he gave in.

“Fine, but I'll help distract them as well.” Kai said and you scoffed. “My my my, look who’s trying to save the day.”

Kai seethed. “I’m only doing this for my brothers. To hell with you.”

“Thanks.” you smiled coyly. More moans and growls were heard from the halls. “Alright guys, it's settled. It’s now or never.”

Colin breathed heavily. "Showtime."

As you adjusted the straps of your backpack and the others did the same, yoy slowly opened the door and peeked outside with your spear in your hands. So far so good.

After yoy gestured back to the boys that the coast was clear, you walked out of the classroom to the dark halls. Your eyes had to adjust to the void of nothingness, and after a while, you began to see the illuminated lockers and corridors.

You tiptoed to the first mark that was on the map, and the others followed behind you. They tried to be as quiet as possible, but due to the lack of sound, you could hear the pitter patter of their feet. You clenched your eyes shut and your hands tightened on your weapon. You waited a while, but nothing happened.

So far so good.

You ran to the next spot, your back against the wall as the brothers followed you again. You were out of sight, and you could hear the moans and groans grow louder. They were closer than you thought.

You could hear the shallow breathing of the shadows in the hall, and as you peeked, you saw shadows appear. They were lurking around, waiting for you to come out.

You fisted your pocket and you grabbed a pencil. You threw it steadily against the other side of the room and it clattered against the locker. As you expected, the moans and growls were getting louder. It was so loud that it was almost deafening. All the Geeks in the hallway ran to the noise, and that’s when you ran to the next safe spot as they were distracted. Everyone was still following behind you, and your heart was pounding against your ribcage. You had practiced this dozens of times in daylight, but you had never actually had to do it in a serious situation.

You held your spear tightly, and one of the brother’s behind you, was the next to throw a pencil. It was Colin who threw it to another locker even further away from you, and as it clattered to the ground, the noises got a bit softer due to the Geeks running away from you.

You ran to the next spot and you almost felt like this was too easy. You didn't want to jinx it though.

After you repeated the process two more times, you saw the emergency exit, and you tapped on Tate’s shoulder to point at it. You weren't gonna talk, let a lone whisper, so the only form of communication was via gestures.

You saw Tate’s face lit up slightly, and you ran to the next spot.

After Colin had thrown the last pencil, you couldn't even hear the Geeks anymore. They had run off to the other corridor, and you were safe. For now.

The only way to freedom was behind the emergency door, which was sealed shut by a big chain. Kai's blue hair was in his face as he heaved heavily, and he glanced at you as you ran to the emergency door.

When you were all standing in front of it, Colin inspected the chain, and you grabbed your key in your pocket. However, you felt your hands were clammy, and your fingers were trembling. You got on your knees in front of the lock, and you tried to pry it open, but it didn't budge.

Colin saw you struggling, and as the rest of the brothers were looking around them, hoping that none of the Geeks would hear them, he moved towards you.

Without saying anything, he just tapped on your shoulder and grabbed the key out of your hand.

You gave him a thankful nod and moved out of the way while sitting with your back against the wall. You looked at the backs of Tate, Peter and Kai who were still staring at the void, and you placed your hands on your hips. You were gonna get out of this.

That’s until you heard something that made your heart stop. It was the clatter of a key falling to the ground.

Colin had dropped the key.

Your heart sank, and it felt like everything was shrinking as you slowly turned around to see everyone had froze.

Your eyes went wide, and the quietness that was ever so comforting, was now replaced by moans and grunts getting louder and louder. The Geeks had heard the key.

And they were coming for you.

“Out of my way!” Kai yelled, and Colin immediately scurried to the side as the blade of Kai’s machete crashed with the chain. A loud sound echoed through the halls because of the action, and he repeated the process. As soon as the blade hit the chain for a third time, it clung open and the chain fell with a loud bang to the ground. If the Geeks in the school hadn't heard the key drop, they most certainly heard the chain fall.

Just as the door opened, you saw the countless shadows round the corner, running towards you, and Colin grabbed your hand as you pulled yourself up.

“Oh shit!” you all screamed, and you ran through the exit. Just as Tate was the last one to get through, Kai, Colin, Peter and you were pushing on the door to close it. However, the Geeks had already gotten to the door, and you were now pushing with all your might. With their strength against yours, it seemed like a lost battle. They were strong and determined. They were gonna win this fight. They were gonna get through and maul all of you to death.

But that didn't seem right to you. That was something that you just couldn't accept.

You weren't gonna die, not today.

You moved away from the door and Kai widened his eyes at you. “What the fuck are you doing?!”

You held your spear right in front of you and ran towards the door. You lashed out on a Geek’s head as the spear penetrated his skull, and the Geek fell back into the crowd who were pushing against the door. The door got pushed further to your benefit, and only a few heads and limbs were between the gap to try and get through.

The brothers were still pushing as hard as they could against the door, and you kept moving back and forth to penetrate more skulls and body parts of the Geeks with your spear. While you tried to retrieve your spear from one Geek’s skull, it got stuck, and before you could react, the Geek got sucked into the school with your spear. Luckily the force of the brothers won. As the door finally closed, the necks and limbsof the Geeks got squashed in the process. Their heads and arms rolled on the ground and landed in front of your feet, and everyone shrieked and jumped away from the rolling body parts.

As the brothers stood behind you, you once again held your spear tight and hit the skulls one by one till they were all crushed.

You were out of breath as it took a lot of energy, and there were blood splatters on your face. You smeared some of it on your sleeve as the back of your hand touched your face, and you then noticed you had a split lip due to your teeth hitting the bottom of your flesh.

You slowly turned to look at the brothers behind you and they also had blood splatters on their faces.

“What the shit!” Peter exclaimed and Tate had his mouth agape. Colin looked horrified, and even Kai had a sliver of fear in his expression.

“We have to move.” you began, your voice hoarse, and you started walking. After a few seconds, the brothers followed suit, and you started running to the fire escape.

As you rounded the corner with the Andersons close behind you, you stopped as three Geeks were standing in the way in front of you. Luckily, the light from the red moon was illuminating this part of the school, and the Geeks were moaning and groaning. One Geek didn't have a lower leg, and the other one missed an arm. It was a terrifying sight.

As soon as they saw you, they bolted at you, and you then remembered that you didn't have a spear. You reached down for your knife in the strap of your thigh, but the Geek was already too close.

As you sucked in a breath as it jumped at you, you expected to feel pain, but when nothing happened you realized Kai spiesed the Geek with his spear.

Tate had his crossbow aimed at the right Geek, and Tate shot an arrow in his arm. After the Geek didn't budge, Peter bolted into its direction, and he swung his baseball bat at the Geek’s head till it dropped to the ground.

Colin was fighting the other one, and he stabbed him in the chest. He yelped as the Geek landed on top of him and pinned him to the ground. He retrieved the machete from the Geek’s flesh while he held the neck of the monster so it couldn't bite him, and he forced the blade into the eye socket of the Geek. It then stopped moving and it laid on top of him.

Kai and you moved the body away from Colin, and you all stood straight.

Before any of you could say anything, more Geeks rounded the corner where you came from, and you all ran to the fire escape.

Colin made a cup of his hands so he could boost everyone up, and Tate was the first one to grab onto the steel of the fire escape and pulled himself up.

Then came Peter, then came Kai.

You and Colin were left, and his hands were still in a cup so he could boost you up. But you jumped till your hands reached the railing, and you pulled yourself up.

Just as the Geeks reached Colin, he also pulled himself up, and after he made it on the fire escape, all Geeks tried to reach for you, but you were all withtin safe distance on the fire escape platform.

You all were out of breath, trying to comprehend what had just happened, and you closed your eyes as you supported yourself against the wall.

“We’re almost there.” you let out, and the brothers were quiet. They had never been face to face with a Geek. They haven't even seen a Geek since the apocalypse began. Colin felt weird because just yesterday, he was in the coffee shop in his colony, talking about daily rituals, and now he had almost been eaten alive by an actual Geek.

Without saying anything further, you were the first to move. You walked up the fire escape, and you reached the roof of the school.

You walked to the edge, and you could see all the shadows and the eyes that were glimmering due to the moonlight. They were all staring at you from below you, waiting for you to fall or make a wrong move.

As you continued to stare down, you suddenly felt the presence of the others next to you, and the five of you looked down.

Kai was the first one to talk. “Peter and I will distract them,” he looked at you. “You, Tate and Colin get the car.” He began to sit on the edge and he managed to find the surface of the wall. The walls were quite thick. They were about 15 inches wide. It was enough to be able to walk on them.

Kai and Peter made their way on the left side of the wall, balancing to try and not fall off.

In the meantime, you, Tate and Colin made your way to the other side of the roof to get onto the wall.

Tate had switched weapons with Peter, and Peter now had the crossbow in his hands as he walked further and further.

You were the last to go on the wall since you wanted to keep an eye on Tate and Colin.

You didn't trust them 100% yet. For all you know, they could push you off.

As you shimmied your way on the wall, you could see the jeep. A large tree stood beside it. It was perfect to climb your way down. However, it wasn't safe to do so at the moment.

That's becayse it was surrounded by multiple Geeks.

After a few seconds, they suddenly snarled and ran away. Peter had shot the school bell that was next to their side of the wall. It attracted the Geeks due to the noise. He wasn't wrong when he said he had the best aim.

As soon as they all left below you, Colin was the first to climb on the thick branch of the tree till he reached the center. He dropped his machete and backpack to the ground. He then placed his hands on the tree for leverage as he hung himself with his arms till he safely reached the ground.

Tate was next and did the same thing, and then it was your turn.

You were quicker than Colin and Tate since you had practiced this before, but you did praise them for not falling off the wall. Especially with the backpacks on.

When you reached the jeep, you immediately placed your backpack in the Ski box, and so did Colin and Tate. It suddenly felt like you were able to fly due to the lightness, and you stretched your arms before you opened the jeep.

You were in the back seat and Tate was in the driver's seat. Colin took the seat next to you, and before you could ask Tate to switch seats, a hand was etched to the window.

You shrieked as it startled you, and that was Tate’s key to start the ignition.

The Geeks now saw the headlights of the jeep, and they all lurched towards the car. You opened the window just a little bit, and poked some Geeks away with Peter’s bat.

“We did it!” Colin exclaimed and you looked back at him. There was a smile of victory on your face, but you did seem hesitant. “We still need to get to Kai and Peter, then we can celebrate.”

He drove to the front of the school, and you saw two figures stand on the right side on top of the wall. It were Kai and Peter. All you had to do was get to the other side of the wall so they could get into the car safely.

Tate drove faster and faster, and as you saw the gate, you held onto Colin as the car was about to crash the open gate. It was ajar, not enough for a whole car to get through, and you squeezed your eyes shut as the jeep made impact to the metal.

The gate opened fully as the nose of the jeep crashed through it, and you were now outside of the perimeter.

Tate spun the steering wheel to the right, and he stopped the car when he reached Kai and Peter.

They were still on the wall, and as they looked down, the could see the jeep below them.

Peter lowered himself till he hung with his hands on the wall, and he dropped himself down onto the grass. Kai did the same thing. Their backpacks were also thrown into the ski box, and Kai shut it closed.

Peter then got into the seat next to you, and you were now getting sandwiched between Colin and Peter.

Kai took the passenger's seat, and Tate drove off to god knows where.

You had just escaped the high school. You could see the walls getting smaller and smaller as you looked through the back window. The place you once called home for years has now been overrun. Colin and Peter who sat beside you, also looked back and you eventually turned back around. Part of you was scared, but the other part of you was excited to see what was gonna happen next.

You were all panting and breathing heavily, and it was quiet. No one said a thing.

That's until Colin broke the silence by asking the question everyone had been thinking about. "So, what now?" You didn't make eye contact with any of them, and instead looked straight ahead. "Now we go to my next safe zond, my aunt's ski lodge. It's our safest bet. We'll arrive in three hours. If we continue driving it should be fine."

That's until Colin broke the silence by asking the question everyone had been thinking about. "So, what now?" You didn't make eye contact with any of them, and instead looked straight ahead. "Now we go to my next safe zond, my aunt's ski lodge. It's our safest bet. We'll arrive in three hours. If we continue driving it should be fine."

[paulinawoodpecker]

Tad the lost explorer and the spear of blood and tears chapter 11

@jakkiisthatboy2

When tad arrived to the hut, his adopted daughter Rina asked him “are you alright? You looked stressed out.” “I’m fine.”

“Oh really? I don’t think you are fine…at all.” Tiffany said. “Come on Tiffany. If he’s not fine, he’s not fine.” Said Blair

“Are you even okay?” Asked Liza and the queen warriors enter. “Not really…”

“Hey. I got an idea. How about you join the club?” “What club?” He asked. “There is a club tonight and I talked to a friend of mine and maybe that might cheer you up?” “Of course. I guess I do it.”

“Well do be careful out there darling.” “What do you mean?” “There might be a lot of chaos in there.” Tiffany maze warned him. “Relax ladies. I’m always ready for danger.” Said tad as he left

A few minutes later tad made it to the club, a random a nonbinary person who has a eyelash on their right eye and three white spots on their skin noticed him.

“what is this?” “hi.” “oh! Um hey?”

“so nice to meet you! come you’re invited.” They pulled his hand and makes him come inside. “oh…okay.”

“sorry. Where are my manners? I’m Derik.” “I’m tad. So are you a male or a female or…”

“I’m both! technically im a transgender nonbinary person.” Derik explained their gender identity. “oh I see.”

“come with me! You’re gonna love the club! It’s so fun” “like how fun?” “uh…”

tad and Derik are in the club seeing chaos

“THIS IS HOW FUN A CLUB IS?!” Tad screamed as he saw the crowd. “I know!”

“hey do you like listening to rap?” “I never listen it…” “here. Try it out with these AirPods!” Derik got out AirPods and puts them in both of Tad’s ears and so he listens to rap music in them.

Tad however got a confused and a surprised look when he heard swearing in it. “what?” Tad immediately took them off and asked them “do they even swear in these?” “of course! Swearing is what we always do!” “okay…”

“hey you hungry?” Starving.” Tad said as he placed his hand on his empty stomach.

“well we have an all you can eat pizza! With soda, slushes, chicken nuggets, fries, chips snacks and candy!” Derik announced the food table and tad shouted out: “oh my goodness! I wanna test this club out!”

A few hours later, tad exited the club while noticing oganda and her car. “Oganda?” “Hey there. I’m here to pick you up to the hut. So how was it?”

“Oh it was very fun! Does it do it daily?” “Yeah. Come in.” Tad entered oganda’s car and she started driving to the hut.

[cyrenescreams]

o/

The book is returned so I cant skim it immedieatly to recall event or whatever, so I reasonably am probably forgetting something but:

Laughed out loud when I learnt the darklings name im so sorry it was spelt Aleksander that is alexander if it was spelt with a ks instead of x

BAGHRA I LOVE HER I LOVE HER SHE IS AMAZING AND MADE ME SAD WITH HER DEATH :( why must all mentor figures die I was so upset when botkin died WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT TO HIM!!!! WHY!!!! D:!! Also Ana Kuya’s death. She was already haunting the narrative now she can do it literally why would they give her that power! Let her live!

I was a Tad upset they gave Tamar a love interest, purely because of my “she’s so aro she is so aroace she is so aro!!” thing from what Botkin said that one time, but it stung a little bit less that it was a woman love interest good for her (I still think she’s aro I can still believe)

The twist of Mal being the firebird! I loved that, also loved the thing where Darkling+Baghra are close relatives of Motzart, thought that was smart. The thing with everyone getting Alina’s powers were very good I liked it! Although the Darkling sendoff I didn’t really enjoy- the funeral part with both him and “Alina’s body” I didn’t like much. Maybe im missing something or maybe I just have a very strong hate for the darkling lmao

Nikolai also!!! I was so stressed when he became one of those things that I forget the name of! I was always pretty confident about the after of the story. Like, Nikolai would become king and he’d be an okay one, but when it became possible for him to die or whatever I was like OH SHIT THAT’S NOT GOOD. THAT’S NOT GOOD. (cue aggressive reading)

The betrayal from that one guy was more sad and tragic than anything else, also, because like he just wanted to be SAFE :( he just wanted to be safe!! And the little boy’s reaction to Baghra’s death was so :(((((

I should have kept notes while reading that would have made this easier!! Doing that next time

O/

That is so fair I am also not skimming so we’re even 

I know. He has such a loser name for such an evil guy. Maybe that is why he turned evil. 

I KNOW HE DEATH WAS SO UPSETTING LIKE I UNDERSTOOD THE PLOT IMPORTANTANCE BUT ALSO MY GIRL. botkin did not deserve to die and I will die on that hill. Ana was haunting the narrative and I get she had to die so they would get the orphanage but it was also just sad

I get that I love Tamar and her girlfriend but on the bright side for you Tolya is aroace he constantly chooses poetry over people 

I know!! I really loved the twist and how they handled it. It made the plot so interesting for the third book. I will agree though the send-off felt a bit lacking. Desperately avoiding spoilers as a ramble with you 

!!! I KNOW I felt the same way when I first read it. Like I know he can’t die but this thing possesseing him is so spooky 

It was. He just wanted to be safe after watching his girlfriend die and he was just scared of war. Misha deserved the world and he shouldn’t have seen baghera his mentor die 

That is so real

Unrelated but I can’t wait to read the next pirate au chapter!!!