#im not good at expressing my feelings im sorry for being stupid and incoherent

[spookythesillyfella]

HELLO :DD <3 peaking my head in today to let you know i am going to always be here for you if you need someone to talk to and need a shoulder to cry on. i also want to ask you what inspired your AU or perhaps what inspired the stories you've been putting together? everything feels so emotional to read at times and i really enjoy when artists/writers put FEEELING into what they create. i know you've got things going on so take your time replying! no rush to getting back to me by any means but sometimes distractions help ease the mind even if it's only a few minutes. TAKE CARE!! SELF CARE. put your mental health first always

hi doll ! im happy to have you checking in ! truly . it means so much to have you waste some of your time thinking about me ahaha

back in early-mid 2023 . while i was still in like a terrible headspace because of recent losses i underwent in rapid-fire succession . i was chatting with my partner about how it would be nifty if electracey was in a band ; then . because we were both super into prjsk at the time . i said "you know . brendon already has like a hobby for writing – imagine that he was a lyric writer or something"

i started casually working on a "short" au fanfiction that was supposed to be just a one off thing

.... as you can see . it wasn't the case – that uncompleted first main hv fic sits at 40k words and im planning on rewriting it once i get done with my other projects

id say what mostly inspires a lot of my au is past experiences – struggling through so many things . i had no real choice to project all my feelings onto different characters

im somewhat embarrassed to admit all this but . at the same time . i feel like itz very important to state the fact that this au is purely self-indulgent and is also just one big coping mechanism for me

ive always hoped to have my work connect with others – itz always been a priority of mine to uplift others or at least make them feel seen and validated . so frankly im very happy to see that you appreciate my creations :]

please take care . dear !! remember to take it easy and ill kick anyone who's mean to you to the curb . i promise !! <33

[scooter-ing]

ive been itching to actually say something about this, so like

idk man i just think its actually appalling how some people can't get it past their thick skulls that tyler/?? didnt care about wednesday. oh, "wednesday has tyler!" no she doesn't, he admitted to enjoying the brutal murder of multiple innocent people. and even if that isn't enough to get wednesday away from him, he literally hurt eugene and sent him into a coma?? she literally blamed herself for it!!!!!! and then he also hurt enid, who she has quite literally actively shown more care to rather than xavier or tyler. she didn't even touch him when she kissed him. she fucking ran away from him when she had the vision!! how thick headed can you be!! oh, "she said he was his type," it was a quip. she's talking about how she seems to attract dangerous people.

don't even get me started on xavier, that man is just so pathetic it's just beyond me lmao. the guy had the gall to actually continue to try to win her over, even AFTER she got him fucking arrested without remorse??? that's just so funny to me. bought her a whole ass iphone and everything. she asked him to the dance ONLY because she had ulterior motives relating to the hyde, and really didn't gaf when he found out. just resorted to more scouting w/ eugene for the night of the dance. and that scene where he asked bianca to make him forget about her... just Ew. like ew stop that. poor bianca.

i genuinely don't know how to express my feelings in relation this cause its just all so incoherent. like, isn't it obvious enough how much wednesday brushes off xavier and tyler?? like? so obvious? obvious enough that wednesday is actively upset and says that being alone doesn't fucking feel good? only when ENID leaves, and ENID gets mad at her, and she only hugs ENID, and tries to maneuver her language to not upset ENID!! (save for eugene) . it's just, ugh. like,,, ugh. how can you say that there's no chemistry. i just don't get it. "im not homophobic but its obvious that wednesday is straight" okay well shut up i think you just don't wanna see gay people in shows that you like (you're homophobic). and it's not even just that, there's so much more to back up wenclair than there is like, any other ship in this series.

i don't mean for this to be like actively directed at anyone btw, i'm just channeling my thoughts into a stupid tumblr.com text post because im angry and hyperfixating on a ship that i like. this is extremely incoherent im sorry u had to read this

[eddiesbug]

Billy x girlfriend reader who loves to ride him and is trying her absolute best to be quiet because Max and El are a few rooms down and afterward she makes dinner for them and El goes “We’re those happy screams” and Billy can’t stop laughing at her embarrassed expression😭

this was supposed to be short but it’s actually quite long i’m v sorry anon (GAH IM NOT HAPPY W THE ENDING BUT U KNOW IM POSTING ANYWAYS)

content warnings: smut 16+ (p in v), oral (m receiving) mild dacryphilia, (kind of) breathplay (??), face fucking, billy’s a lil bit soft for reader<33

“F-fuck!” you squeal, head lolling as you bounce yourself with vigour onto Billy’s cock. His hands guide your hips at a brutal pace, lifting and dropping you back onto him until you’re crying.

His broad hand flies to cover your drooling mouth in an effort to keep you quiet; he grunts, cradling the back of your head with the other hand and pulling you to the juncture of his neck. He removes the hand from your kiss bitten lips as soon as he’s got you firmly fixed against his skin and you begin to mouth at his jaw, sucking, kissing, biting.

“Atta girl,” he murmurs lowly, clasping your hand in his as you grab for his hair. “‘ve got ya, calm down.”

“Feels too good,” you mumble, teary eyed. He coos mockingly, the gentle thumb that comes up to push away your tears contrasting his mean tone.

“My baby’s fucked dumb already?” You nod, too high on the feeling of him buried deep inside of you to register that he’s teasing. It’s not long until your legs ache and you start to slow, frustrated by how close you are but not quite being able to get there.

“‘s alright, just hold on to me,” Billy instructs, pushing you back and fucking up into you meanly. You try your utmost to keep quiet until Billy sticks three calloused digits down your throat, stretching your mouth to accommodate them. The action alone makes you clench around him; the vibrations of your moans against his fingers go straight to his cock. He laughs. “Fuckin’ slut, you like bein’ treated like a stupid whore?”

Your noises are high and strung out and completely incoherent; he slows and deepens his movements, hitting the sweet spot inside of you that has you turning white hot and seizing up.

“Mmh, cumm-ing…” you manage to choke out around his fingers.

You squirm and convulse, trying to push him away, but he fucks you through it, letting you pull cruelly at his curly locks as you thrash. Once your sounds grow short and sharp, he knows you’ve had enough and pulls out, tugging at his dick.

“In my mouth,” you breathe out. “Please.” He smirks, pulling you to the end of your bed so your tear streaked face hangs off of the edge. He grabs two fistfuls of your hair, pushing in until he hits the back of your throat.

“Shit, fuckin’ tight, jesus,” he swears, using your throat as a fleshlight. Every time you gag around him, he moans. “Oh, yeah. This keepin’ that slutty mouth quiet?”

You’d answer if you could, but you’re preoccupied with stifling your gurgling sounds as you gasp for air, nose pressed against his balls.

“Good girl, fuck, that’s it.” He pushes all the way in, holding your nostrils shut as he shoots his load straight down your throat with a stuttered moan. You slap at his thighs, your head growing fuzzy the longer he cuts off your air supply, until eventually he lets go, grinning as you crawl up the bed and gasp.

He sits himself next to you, opening his arms ever so slightly. It’s the most invitation you’ll get from him, so you take it, crawling into his lap. It’s quiet as you wrap your arms around him, nuzzling into his neck, until he breaks the silence with a,

“You did good.”

Your eyelids flutter and you give him a dopey smile; you startle when you feel his own arms wrap around you and tug your naked form closer. Cuddling is a completely new concept for him; he seems to enjoy being this close to you, almost as though you’re one person.

You give yourself a minute to enjoy his closeness, eyes shut as you doze quietly against him, and then you’re pushing yourself away despite his almost silent protests.

“Where are you going?” he asks as you pull your clothes back on, doing your best to hide the array of bruises littered over your skin.

“I told the girls I’d make them dinner, remember?” You snag one of his t-shirts and pull it over your head, inhaling his strong scent of cheap cologne and cigarettes.

“Yeah, I remember.” He stands and pulls his clothes back on, kissing your jaw.

It’s mostly quiet as you get to work on dinner for the girls. Billy sits and watches you from the table, lips quirking into a smile as you hop around, plating things up and setting the table.

You call the girls for dinner and they bound down the stairs eagerly, sitting opposite where you and Billy have situated yourselves. They eat in silence, every so often exchanging snickers that have you cocking an eyebrow.

“What’s so funny?”

El turns to face you, leaning forward slightly. Her eyes widen and her lips part as she whispers, as though the two of you are sharing a secret.

“Were those happy screams?”

You choke on a mouthful of pasta, hands flying to cover your stricken face. You can just about make out Billy’s smug, grinning expression from beside you and you elbow him. He laughs, leaning towards El.

“Yeah, those were very happy screams.”

“Billy, shut up!”

“What?”

You’re mortified, and you spend the rest of the meal dead silent, your face burning.

“Babe, it’s not a big deal,” Billy laughs, seemingly amused by your humiliation.

“Yeah, for you! Cos you can be all smug about it. It’s embarrassing for me!”

Max coughs, nudging your foot under the table.

“It’s okay. If it’s any consolation, we didn’t even hear that much.”

You hide your face, rigid as Billy tugs you into his lap. The rumble of his chest as he laughs makes you purse your lips primly and bat at his chest.

“You’re so mean!”

“It’s funny!”

[jeffhane]

dynasty live watching: an incoherent post so that i’m not spoiling people on the twitter tl (i doubt any of this will be chronological or coherent enough to actually contain spoilers but better safe than sorry!)

oh my god the “previously on” - i forgot abt fallon and evan....

Theyre at a FUNERAL??? this was actually predicted but oh my god. if its steven i am going to be so mad. what an unfitting end to the- WAIT WHAT SIX MONTHS? what was that font;;;;:; whes sueiwjwk

copper arch🥵🥵🥵

this is cute. this is cute i like faloon pretty women so true

BYE I FORGOT ABT THIS VASE

fallon is genuinely such a bad person this is so bizarre,,,, i think she needs to calm down about oiterally everything ever

“This wedding is our chance to break the cycle of craziness” babe ur literally the one making the cycle of craziness

w. was that an ikmenn of liam getting his head off

JEFF MY BELOVED HE LOOKS STUNNING IN THAT OUTFIT. WHYS ALEXIS HERW “POWER COUPLE” YOU WERID MANIPULATIVE PERSON GET AWAY FROM HIM LOL

alexis is up to no good. bad bad jpeg. why do they write her dialogue like this

adam is acted so well lmao he’s the most unhinged person to ever exist *screams*

ohhh dominique, i don’t remember much abt her 😭😭😭 this woman she’s with is beautiful

ITS LAGGING????? i cannot Believe tjis

~rebrand~ ok girlboss!!!!!!!!! can we ship this businesswoman i dont recall her name with fallon???? id like that i think

too many plotlines have happened in too many minutes, i’m already forgettint things that have happened... isn’t blake supposed to be in prisoj? no? Ok: sure

adam is constantly doing this expression that is like 👁👁👁👁👁👁👁👁👁 HI SAM HI SAM HI SAM BEAUTIFUL MAN I LOVE HIM WHOS THIS MAN

raf is so stunning ughhhh i’m loving the costumes this season, everyone looks great! is this man a sam love interest? nervous? that is kinda cute. i miss stevej though. sadness. so many emotions

UHHHH hi alexis sure ig ur here

~OMENS~ babe that’s a tad dramatic don’t you think?????????? “Ignore the lore at your own peril” alright

WHOS THAT? WHOS THAT? OH HER OK

bye everything is going wrong for this......:..:::... *rubs hands together evilly* that will certainly be entertaining

credit scene!!! such a beautiful cast! where’s anders, oh how i miss him... i miss monica too wasn’t she supposed to be BACK🤔🤔🤔🧐🧐🤨🤨

its a commercial break... havent had to watch the show with these for so long😑😑😑. getting american ads is so funny bc the vast majority of them are Not at all relevant... at all

BACK TO DYNASTY!!!!!! was that a slinky? huh? oh ok that’s why the marriage is happening at the manor. #whenyouonlyhaveoneset oh hi ok monica so shes not going to be here?????😑😔😳

WHY IS SHE GETTING A CAR I FEEL LIKE THATS FORESHAWDOIWIJG FOR UMMMMM.... NOT GOOD THINGS ..... ITS LAGGING AGAIN 🤨

blake having dinner... ok hi cristal,,,,; is the priest subplot back? that was a weird one

adam???? how on earth does adam work his way into everything? NEXT GUEST? HUH? are you cheating on your wife? HI CULHANE! HI!

“straight people are exhausting” i mean yes, objectively, absolutely, but culhane is #notstraight .... idk how i feel about sam and this man. also what? huh? staying here? ok cool ig

OHHHHH he got married i see i see

“Haven’t you milked the carrington cow already” but....... she is literally the person who deserves the stuff..... k......... i don’t like dominique but she was given the short end of the stick also blake stop manipulating people just bc they tell u the truth😶😶😶😶😶😶😶

frustrated that we haven’t seen fallon in any non-wedding related stuff yet i always liked her more ~dramatic~ plots . like she’s a sweetheart but i do want her to evolve beyond thsi. idk if that makes sense. ok bye

“A relative’s happy marriage” uh???? we live in a society😔📈

who is father lynch<3333 oh he is in the hospital that’s not great oh adam upset that’s new /s

y is kirby dressed like an elf. god bless.

ughhhh i just think adam is not good for kirby. he’s not good in general. so true . what is he up to. ads again hhhhhhhhhh💯

omg we are back!!!!! blake wear the suit!! hi liz!!! i’ve seen pictures of this outfit, it looks nice. “I really want things to work out with liam” now that would be great but you’re in a soap opera so the chances of that are .... I DONT EVEN ONOW IF U CAN WEATHER ANYTHING W CRISTAL...)))))!$$ NOT NECESSARILY THE BEET CHOICE????

~technically it wasn’t cancelled~ alright love i feel as though you’re not telling the full truth here. ok his name is ryan . we know that now . cool . this relationship is awkward but it could be sweet

what the Fuck is dominique talking about this is so creepy😭😭😭 please do not market lingerie to ur niece 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂 why does no one in this show know how to be polite

“You want me to stake my personal assets” i’m sure this would be meaningful if i knew anything about finance????? WAIT WAIT WIAT WAIT WAIT DHE REHEARING THE SAM DONS G THE SONG ALEXIS DONT INTERRUPT HER SINGING THE SONG🧐😔😔😔🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🥰🥰🤬😤😤😤😤😤😤

~duplicitous sham~ that’s quite a juicy phrase ms fallon. alexis i dislike your marriage. and you in fact. yes x . “We were just like any other newlyweds” except the newlywed factor........:

anders. oh my god i adore him so much. he reminds me of my grandfather . YES adam is dangerous. anders i love you so much. be my grandfather figure. top 10 cool old dudes of all time.

liz is so beautiful how am i suppised to “Focus” on the “storyline” kirby just went 🥰🥰 also hi culhane ily babe

“My father’s convinced adam is pure evil” you see, that is......... trueeeee...........:.::: im sorry culhane ily love

this dialogue unfortunately does not flow all that well LOL . people dont think up things like this on the fly “my love is like that boutineer” sir i guarantee that metaphors r not going to save ur relationship... HI sam. so true. hi ily. samhane? culsam? 😳😳

DONT STEAL ANDERS SPOT OH HI JEFF YOU LOOK STUNNING.......... BEAUTIFUL BOY ....... HI!!!! ~you are the only family you’ve ever needed~ shit none of this wouldve happened if the Carringtons werent so greedy ij the first place

~true love has many faces~ how many anti liam omens can they sneak in into the episode 😭😭😭😭 hi laura whats up

the poor waiters at this establishment...... why does laura look like a rlly young version of my grandma........: huh.... wont think abt it /... alexis bad mom.jpeg

“I don’t want to miss my sons special day” ok bye i don’t #care she’s kind of rude

fallon trying to avoid future drama is confusing to me as that used to be her ENTIRE THING? HUH??? everyones talking to their moms today what the heck do that many people talk to their moms???

jeff hiiiii <333 that maroon suit!!!!! love!!!!!

Dont hurt anders you strange little evil man!!!!!!!!!!! (Adam, for reference)

fallon likes to ~e n u n c i a t e~ her dialogue. Drama Teachers Love Her

FIRBY SCENE! WELL THEY R TALKINF! UWU ! UWU ! smiles:) smiiiiiles:) the height difference i cannot do this😑😊😊😊🕯🕯🕯 BYE

BueirHWIIDWJDIWIFJWIFJWJJFWJFJWJDJWJDJWIFJWJFJWJDKWJDJWDJJWHDWHDHWHEHWHDHWJDJWJRJWJEJWJDJQUEUWJEJWJEJW CRIES SOBS SCREAMS THIS OS SO FUCKING FUNNY

Kirby you dumbass😭😭😭😭😭 ALEXIS WUDIWNDJW JEFF CAN YOU NOT HEF FCANKREMTIWN WHY IS THIS DIALOGUE IM SCREAMIGNRJFJD

kirby babe you are the kist imorjri WHQT? HUH? when all the characters have the maturity of a 13 yr old <33333 DID THE SHOW JUST END?????? OK.... DAMN.... they were really 2 minutes away from the end and remembered that things are supposed to happen in tv show episodes.... i cannot tell whether it os over actually?????? huh??? going to keep watching because it would be so embarrassing if i missed a few minutes oh yeah theres more

IM SORRY WHYBARE THESE PEOPLE SO STUPID. every single one of them. ih my god l. ohhhh my god . “I never meant to hurt you” you cheated on him. both of them are bad people. 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 kirby darling what were you thinking . this dress on kirby is STUNNING ugh, she’s so charming . adam Shut the fuck up. He hasn’t said anything but shut the fuck up. OH MY GOD ADAM SHUT THE FUCK UP. OH MY GOD I HATE ADAM SO MUXH. OH MY GOD HOW IS HE THE WORST PERSON TO EVER LIVE 😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶 HES SO EVIL

“I didn’t want to tell you because i didnt want you to think of me as a monster” why did you do that stuff then bro . Kirby you SHOULDNT trust someone after they say that? How naive? Huh ?

omg hello jeffs grandma!!!!! she deserves better than every shitshow in this family... god🤨 dominique being a good person? i like to see that. she seems so genuine. ok this is nice . wait... SAFE? 😳😳😳😳 💴 💵 #money i miss monica

why do they never have sufficient lifhting in WAIT..... HER?????? #dumbofass HI JEFF <33333333 HI you can scam and whatever ur allowed to i support u

ooohhhh GORGEOUS fallon outfit

“Such a fail” IS THIS 2012 . CRINE HEIDJWJFIWNDWJDNWKFJW ENJDJSDJWJNDJWJD they keep saying folklore and im thinking its some sort of reference to the album and i get confused. wheres scheming fallon. need scheming fallon. do a scheme. do it

“We are that lucky couple” press x to doubt .... wait who is this🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔 this seems cincerning im cocnentwd why did it zoom in on this random man

[blues-fandom-bullshit]

'Normal' Meetings

Mono (Classic/Tale)- Will most likely happen when he's checking in on you during the night, or curious as to who he now has to protect in a state different then saving your ass from an animalistic werewolf.

You turned to look out the window, surprised for two reasons.

The first being it was already dark out. Had time really passed that much since you had put all your furniture in and had finally finsihed fully furnishing everything in your new house?

The second being the male peering through with wide, shocked sockets staring back at you, upside down, hanging off the side if the porch.

Then.. He fell..

After the momentary shock of what happened, you rushed outside to see if he was okay, and why he was peering into your house.

Mono now sat in the porch, rubbing his skull from the impact, before he jumped up.

"Are you okay? Are you alri-"

"Don't freak out human! I'm-"

You both cut each other off.

"Y-you go fi-" "No- you-" You both stammered to each other.

You gestured to him after a moment, to which he sighed.

"Human, I am a gargoyle. My name is Mono and I guard this house, its land, and now you." 'Mono' stated in a deep, raspy tone, before kneeling. Depsite his calm exterior, he was freaking out internally.

Humans weren't supposed to know he was alive, especially not on the first night.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, New Master." Mono said, his sudden sweet and polite tone sounding forced and too much effort put in.

The sudden title had you taken aback.

"You don't need to address me! I'm Name. Please, call me such." You responded, trying to ease the tense air as the slight shift in the gargoyle before you.

He raised his head, his sockets narrowed some as if he was studying your features for deciet. He was so uses to human supremacy. This was new..

"Please, just.. Is your head okay?" You asked, offering a smile. "And, thanks for saving me the other night.."

Maybe.. Maybe Mono could trust this human.

Talie (Puff/Tale)- Will more than likely be during a visit to the lake to unclog the water system behind the house and in the woods.

As you walked calmly through the trees, you couldn't help but feel eyes on you. It was.. Probably an animal! Yeah..

Upon reaching the lake, you sighed some, admiring the clear water with the small fish swimming around. Now just to figure how you could get to the water pump without much hassle.

Soon, you were waist deep in the water, wading towards the pipe cover in the muddy grounding when you suddenly noticed the water getting darker from more than just dirt.. Or rather a shadow looming over you in the now dark water.

A yell left your mouth as something wrapped around your waist and yanked you back.

"Human! Human! It's Okay!" A voice called, a pair of hands being placed in your shoulders as you were turned around to take in the sight of whoever now held you.

Your eyes widened as the large creature processed in your mind.

A large skeleton with a soft, sweet face with sharp canines.

Glancing down, you found orange tentacles wrapped around your waist.

Your mouth fell open as the skeleton was quick to start talking about before you screamed.

"Human! It's Okay! I Am Just Trying To Help!" He said quickly, swiftly pulling anither tentacle out of the water to reveal a snapping turtle in his grasp.

"You Were Only A Few Feet From Them And I Didn't Want You Losing A Toe!" He stated quickly, watching your expression go from shocked horror to scared realization.

He quickly put the turtle back into the water for them to swim baxk down stream.

Then, the skeleton released you.

"Human! I Can Finally See You! I'm Talie! The Great Talie!" He introduced, sticking out a hand eagerly for you to shake, as if kraken skeletons were an everyday occurrence to be caught by.

"N-Name.." You said back after a moment, regaining yourself as you shook his hand nervously.

"Well, Name, Do You Need Help?" Talie asked with a bright grin.

Envei (Berry/Swap)- After meeting two skeletons in such a close time, you decides to cool off in another pond, stripping from your outer clothing to a swimming suit.

As you got into the water, you relaxes around, wading and walking through the water for a while as you sughed happily.. Only for something to brush your legs as you jumped back.

A.. Another skeleton slowly emerged from the water, peeking his nasal up from the water as he stared at you with bright blue eyes.

You could see, on the sides of his head, were fins. Oh no.. Another one.. A.. Merman?

Before you could say anything, you found the skeleton sunk down into the pond, before suddenly appearing in front of you with an incredulous expression.

Before you could even breathe, the monster had let out a loud laugh as he placed his webbed hand onto your shoulders and waist, suddenly lifting you with and spinning you around like childhood friends.

You let out a yell which caught his attention, him setting you down with a bright smile.

"S-Sorry Human! I Can't Control Myself! You're The First I've Seen Of Your Species In A While And Now I Can Talk To You In Person! Gosh, You're Much More Attractive Up Close." He stated, getting closer to you, smirking to reveal his sharp teeth.

"Oh! My Manners!" He suddenly whispered to himself, backing up as his smirk turned to a grin.

"I'm Envei!" He introduced, quirking a brow encouragingly to your hesitance.

"...Are.. Are you a mermaid?" You couldn't help yourself. He was.. Intriguing?

"No. If I Was, I'd Be A Merman. I'm A Siren." He corrected, his tail swishing under the water eagerly. At your more concerned face, he quickly switched to reassurance. "But Don't Worry, I Don't Like Human! I Prefer Animals And Plants!" His voice was upbeat, but a but nervous as he fiddled some with his scarf.

"Name." You finally said after a moment, watching as he perked up some curiously. "That's my name, Envei."

This was the start of a long matches of water games and scares.

Taif (Stretch/Swap)- Will mostly occur when you're needing to go into the woods, wanting to gather some berries or something for a snack. However, that note was stuck in your head.

"A....Al?" You called, watching for a long moment, feeling stupid as you peered into the trees ahead as if something would happen.

Sighing some, you let the thought slip from your mind and prepared to take a step.

"Human! No!" A voice called, reaching for you and pulling you back before you could go into the vegetation.

Turning around, you saw another skeleton. This.. Wasn't as much as a shock since you'd figured out probably all of who you met that first night a week ago were skeletons.

"Never go that way! That's to Domni and Vipers caves." The skeleton stated, sockets wide and voice a bit frantic. Then, he processed your shocked expression as he realized he was still holding your shoulders tightly and quickly recoiled back.

"S-sorry.." He apologized, cradling his hands to his chest as he looked away, as if in shame.

After a moment, you regained yourself enough to talk. "Are you.. Al?" You ask softly, the skeleton glancing at you as he lifted his head some, and nodded. Offering him a small smile, you extended your hand.

"Name. It's a pleasure to meet you, Al."

'Al' was hesitant, before shaking your hand as he visibly relaxed.

"So, what're we looking for?" He asked, turning towards a different part of the forest.

Something felt off about him.. Like he wasn't telling the truth, but he held no malicious aura to him..

Domni (Red/Fell)- Oh boy.. There is no subtlety. He openly goes to your house to just straight up talk to you like you've been friends for a lifetime.

You were just chilling at you place, when you heard knocking on the door. That's.. Odd.. No one lives around here, and you hadn't ordered anything..

Maybe it was Mono, or Al? But, why would either of them need you?

Approaching the door, you hesitated a moment, before grabbing a hold of the doorknob. As soon as you started twisting, the door was pushed open and someone pushed into your house.

"Ah, so yer da human that pissed off my brother? Hah! Good one! Haven't seen 'im so mad since Undyne tried to take the guard position again!"

Okay, who was this jackass?

He pushed his way into your house to just start talking as if he hadn't just shoved his giant ass into someone else's house.

As you were about to say something, you froze at seeing his large wings and tail.

How the hell did you get into this situation? You asked yourself, the reality of the situation hitting you. Monsters aren't supposed to be real.. They're supposed to be myths.. Stories.. Tales..

Now you're surrounded by, as far as you could tell, about ten? All of which hadn't seemed to want to you around.. Except Talie and Envei, but even they seemed dangerous at some points.

Maybe it'd be better if you started packing now.. You honestly just wanted to get away from the city and stress, but got thrown into a fantasy world of hiding monster men.

"..an...-Hum... Human!" A voice boomed, you suddenly breaking from your thoughts to see the dragon character in your face, eyes narrowed and mouth pursed. "You alive in that head of yours?"

You blinked a bit, before jumping back as he snorted some from your momentary surprise.

"Yer a weird one." He commented, before chugging a.. Bottle of mustard?

"Hypocrite.." You muttered, to which he stopped drinking the condiment and eyed you as if in offense.

"What ya say?" He asked, words a bit incoherent some from yellow substance in his mouth.

"H-...Hypocrite." You repeated, getting a spurt of courage. "Hypocrite."

He scoffed in mock offense. "An' tell me how?"

Ugh, his voice was so annoying! Even if it was deep, with a rough edge and a brooklyn accent.. No! He was a major dick! "Firstly, you come into my house without permission, then take my stuff, and proceed to insult me. All within five minutes."

This actually seemed to get to him, him opening his mouth slightly as his sockets opened some as he seemed to visibly process his words.

His lips then curled up into a grin as he started laughing as if you'd said the worlds funniest joke. "I like ya human! Names Domni." He stated, grinning wider to shoe off his sharp teeth and golden tooth.

You crossed your arms at him, unimpressed with him as he looked around a bit. "What?" He asked, completely oblivious to your annoyance.

After a moment, you sighed and shook your head. "Name.."

Viper (Edge/Fell)- He.. He was forced to apologize to you genuinely by Domni after his brother had hung around you for while two weeks.

"I DON'T WANT TO! GET YOUR FLITHY HANDS OFF OF ME! SANS YOU ABSOLITE LIZARD!" A loud voice screeched out front from your house.

You were currently behind your house, talking with Talie and Envei at the lake at the back of your house. The boys sighed, parting goodbye with you as you left the water, them seeming to recognize the voice.

You'd been swimming to relax in the hot weather. The perk about living far off in the woods in near solitude? You could walk around in just a swimsuit without a Karen yelling at you or having the fear anyone would be watching.

As you rounded the house, wrapping a towel around your shoulders, you caught sight of Domni flying off. Quirking a brow some, your gaze landed on the half skeleton throwing a hissy fit as he waved his arms up and down angrily.

"YOU GODDAMNED, ABSOLUTE SWINE! I'LL KI..LL...YOu.. sans.." His, rather loud, voice fell to a whisper as his own gaze landed on your form.

His face flushed a nice shade of crimson as his pinprick trailed down your body, watching water slide down your skin.

During this, you took in the sight of his large snake lower half. Ruby red with black scales speckled here and there. Was that.. A pink underbelly?

Unlike him, you hand the decency not to state for too long. After a moment, you rose your hand to cough awkwardly into it as he finally shook himself from his trance.

"HUMAN! I AM THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE VIPER! MY BROTHER HAS BROUGHT ME HERE TO APOLOGIZE FOR TRYING TO ATTACK YOU. HOWEVER, I REFUSE AND HE CANNOT MAKE ME!" He declared, crossing his arms and looking away as his blush started to die down.

Watching him a moment, you outstretched your hand. "Name." You said simply, which made him gaknced at you and then do a double take.

"EXCUSE ME?" He asked, trying, and failing, to mask his tone of confusion.

"Name," You restated. "That's my name, Viper." You shook your hand some, as if to bring his attention back to it as he slowly pulled his own from his pouting and shook yours.

With that, you moved passed him and towards your door.

"HUMAN! WAIT!" He called as you opened the door. "TOMORROW. MIDDAY. JOIN ME FOR SOME TEA." He.. Offered? Ordered? Either way, he was too intimidating to say no.

Centri (Black/SwapFell R)- You ended up meeting him after your tea meeting with Viper, actually.

Walking back from Vipers cave den at the base of the cliffside when something straight up duve bombed you to the ground.

"GOD DAMMIT! IT'S YOU AGAIN! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED?!" A loud voice yelled at you, making you wince some from the vokume as the weight got off you.

Sitting forward, you were greeted by Feathers, the guy who pushed that very weird skeleton off of you that first night.

"WELL?" He squawked, eyeing you like an upset parent, including crossing his arms as his wings folded behind him.

"I-I.. U-uh-um.." You stammered, looking down. He sighed, pulling you to your feet.

"ARE YOU CURIOUS, COURAGOUS, OR JUST PLAIN STUPUD?" He asked, before continuing without waiting. "NO HUMAN IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD CONSCIOUSLY AND WILLINGLY STAY IN THIS FOREST! I WOULD HAVE EXPECTED HUMANS TO HAVE SOME SENSE, BUT AP-" "Thank you." "-LY YOU- .....WHAT?"

"Thank you." You repeated.

He stared at you a moment, slow to processing this.

"For saving me that night," You elaborated. "I might of died if it weren't for you."

This made a deep blush rise to the surface of his face as his sockets widened and he stammered. Did his wings just puff up?

After he regained himself seeing you laugh a bit, smiling some, he crosses his arms and looked to the side with his sockets closed. "O-OF COURSE! I COULDN'T LET AN I-IDIOT HUMAN LIKE YOURSELF DIE! YOU'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG SO FAR."

Was that a compliment? An insult? Was everyone here confusing?

Monsters were supposed to be evil and bloodthirsty.. Well, Viper did try to kill you..

"IT WAS YOUR FAULT." His voice echoed in your head.

He then dropped his stubbornness in his stroked ego and stuck out a hand. "CENTRI. THE GREAT HARPY CENTRI."

Harpy? Weren't harpies all female? And were their wings attatched to their arms? Why were you questioning? Everything was weird and confusing here.

"Name." You responded.

Centri scoffed. "What?" You asked.

"NO TITLE? *SIGH* YOU HUMANS AREN'T ANY FUN. THE MARVELOUS NAME? THE AMUSING NAME? NOTHING?"

You gave him an odd look. "Those make me sound like a kids show magician." You commented, which made him laugh some.

"THE AMUSING NAME IT IS."

"W-what?"

Relib (Mutt/SwapFell R)- Most likely the only -partially normal- one of the group when it comes to meeting him.

You really needed a chill day..

Talie and Envei were constantly trying to get you to explore the far ends of the forest with them. Taif and Mono.. Were pretty chill. But those reptile brothers were constantly on your ass about doing something, agreeing with one and not the other, deciding who's right and who's wrong, who woukd hang at with you at one day and the other.

They were exhausting, and it was hard for you to say no to them, especially being new neighbors.

So, when you heard a knock on the door, you groaned some, sinking into your chair before the sound of the knock and outside processed. Quiet. Both of them. The knock was shaky, quiet, and the sound from your porch was.. Silent.

Standing, you approached the door and slowly opened it, revealing a.. Tall skeleton monster.

Gee, really narrows that down. But, this one had.. Two tails? And.. Ears? Was that a gypsy outfit?

The monster, upon realizing the door wss open, squeaked some as he straightened his posture. His fave was also flushed a rusty color..

"Hello?" You said after a moment, which made him jolt some before thrusting a thermos your way.

"H-here! Coffee!"

Taking the thermos, since there was seemingly no other option. "Thanks..?" What a strange fellow..

After you two stood there a moment, he finally seemes to break his awkward and tense shell. "I'm Relib!" He stated, pushing his hand to you to shake, which you did.

"Name," You replied, watching as he visibly relaxed.

"S-sorry.. I-its just.. I haven't seen anyone new around here in.. A while.." He managed out through a quiet voice as he fiddled with his hands, looking down at them. Aw.. His ears even folded down..

"It's fine, Relib. Why not come in?" You offered, to which he seemed surprised, before shaking nodding and giving a small smile.

Inten (Crooks/Horror)- Probably the most energetic out of all of them. And the most sudden heart attack you've ever had from shock.

You had just been walking in the forest, exploring, when suddenly you were in the arms of someone with wind rushing passed you.

Disoriented, you ended up looking down.. Only to see forest hundreds of yards below..

Squeaking, you clung onto whiever had you tightly as you finally processed them laughing and cheering.

"I've Caught A Human! Yes! Human!" The male voice cheered down to you, making you look up from clinging to him as he processed your scared look and his excited expression left to concern then sympathy as he.. Dive bombed down towards the ground before opening his large, black wings and flying through the trees.

"Better Human?" He asked, to which you nodded some, body tense from the stranger that just picked you up and took you so far high you felt like death and swooped down and carried you away.

It was then he came to his senses. "Oh! My Apologies, Human! I Could Have Thought Ren Had Killed You The Other Night.. Oh Well, Must Have Been Someone Else." His words.. Did not appease your spinning mind.

"Oh! I'm Inten! The Great Inten!" He introduced, landing on the forest floor as he switched to holding you bridal style instead of by the waust to his body. "So, Human. What Shall We Call You?"

"N-Name.." You manage, still dizzy from the suddeness of what's happened.

"Name.. Hm.. I Like It! Now. Would You Like Some Cookies?"

Ren (Axe/Horror)- It's.. Unconventional..

You honestly just wanted a calm night.. A relaxing weekend.. But every night a large creature was peering through the windows, scratching at doors or even trying to scale walls.

It was terrifying to say the least. And Mono just told you to stay inside and ignore it. It wasn't anything that could break in.

It always seemed like he was lying.. He said before he was to protect the land and the grounds owner, but he seemed to just tell you moments too late or just half hearted advice of safety, like he couldn't care if you died or not.

Then again you were a grown person and that was just anorher unnecessary chore added to his.

Well, after a few night you decides to hang out in the oorch and just admire the stars above from the porch. You never saw them in the city, and it was mesmerizing. Maybe that's why you nearly screamed at the creeping figure slowly climbing over the side of your porches banister and closing in on you.

Instinctively, you bolted for the door, but that snapped the large, large creature from their trance and pouncing on you as a scream tore from your throat.

This was it.. You were a deadman.. A goner..

Well.. Not exactly.

As you bid the world farewell, you felt a face pressed into your neck, giving in because there was no way this amount of strength could be broken from.

Well.. Death wasn't exactly in the near future.

Yes, a face was buried in between your neck and shoulder and a massive weight was on you, but.. No teeth sunk in, or claws drew lines down your body.

Instead, you heard a deep inhale and the weight of whoever was on you lessened as they relaxed.

Your fave flushed as your mouth released a squeak as a tongue licmed at your skin and a fluffy mass swept over your legs, which made a deep.. Purr? Growl? Chuckle..? Escape the beings throat as boney hands grabbed your shoulders as whoever this was sat up and held your -in comparison- tiny figure to their chest.

Looking up, you saw it was the same skeleton that attacked you up on the cliff side the first night, skull opening and all.

At seeing you look up to his face, a small grin broke across his face and his large eyelight softened as he nuzzled his nasal into your head.

Only seconds later did you see Mono, Al, Viper, Domni, and Inten appearing in the clearing with varying looks of concern on their faces that quickly melted to shock at your state.

A small human wrapped in the bulky arms of one of- scratch that! The most dangerous and unstable monster in these forests that seemed to just melt from that normally snarling and absolutely feral werewolf.

When you reached towards your friend group as a silent plea for help, Al stepping forward with immediately made the skeleton holding you snap his hesd up as his single eae folded back and he bared his sharp teeth while tightening his already strong grip around you, threatening anyone that got closer.

Al got the message and tool two steps back, which made the wolf holding you turn away some.

"Brother!" Inten suddenly gasped, as if processing finally what's happened. "What Are You Doing?" He asked, partially exasperated as he approaches the living prison holding your frame without a hostile wanting this time.

When Inten tries to reach for you, his brother only tugged you away and wrapped his large around around you more while hunching over, before lifting his shirt and pushing you into his ribcage and even zipping up the puffy jacket he wore to ensure your stuck.

"Brother! You Can't Just Keep That Human!" Inten scolded lightly, his vocie muffled by the barriers.

It was pretty warm in here.. And oddly comfortable.. But.. A red light illuminated the area. Looking up, a floating heart was above, cracked. Something told you not to touch the heart at all.

"HUMAN! WE'LL GET YOU OUT SOON!" Vipers loud vocie called from afar.

"We'll Have To Wait All Night Now.." Inten huffed.

"Dammit Ren.." Mono's voice came, a harsh, barely mutter.

Well.. Lets say when you woke up, a whining and desperate werewolf was searching for you while Mono secured windows and doors.

[christmasace]

a risk. - fan apprentice/julian.

my god, am i just gonna keep writing these things nightly??? who knows. wait til school catches up with me lmao.

anyway, me??? projecting onto my fan apprentice??? it’s more likely than you think. also, im a sucker for bed cuddles. i want to be cuddled, dammit.

hope you guys enjoy! see what happened previously here, and check out my apprentice here!

(some nsfw is implied at one point but this is a sfw fic.)

The palace was a pretty lonely place, surprisingly.

Although she was often whisked around by Portia, whom she had since befriended, Gloria could only have her mind whirl about as she did things- visit the library, dine with Nadia, talk about finding Julian…

Julian.

That was her main source of distraction.

Ever since that kiss, she’d been too busy to meet up with him for another night out. It was driving her absolutely bonkers; thinking about his confession still made her ridiculously giddy. She wanted to cuddle with him, wrap herself up in his coat, hug him to death, boop his nose, try on his spooky mask, and above all, kiss the absolute hell outta him. She wanted to do gross, cheesy, stereotypical things people in relationships could do.

But they weren’t a stereotypical couple, if you could even call them a couple. She was a magician’s apprentice, and he was a wanted fugitive. It was a bit hard to go on a date, considering the circumstances. Good thing there was always her head.

Despite her sleep often times being plagued by nightmares featuring Asra, after awaking from them, her dreams would be much more… warm, she supposed. They were always her doing those stupid couple things with Julian. Kisses, cuddles, dancing, and singing of course. But once in awhile, her dreams with Julian would become… intimate.

God, the things he did with his tongue.

She only turned red from embarrassment as she reminisced over her dreams of him, changing into her sleep clothes. Now is not the time to be thinking about that. Not the time to be thinking about how wonderful he looked, how gentle he was, how nice his legs were and- OH MY GOD BRAIN KNOCK IT OFF.

She shook her head violently, brown hair cascading over her face as she did so, and she combed it back with one hand. Faust, laying on her pillow, only raised her head and tilted it at the flustered apprentice. Gloria sighed.

“Sorry Faust,” she grinned sheepishly, “my brain’s being dumb. C’mon, let’s get to bed.”

She practically leaped into the bed as the snake slithered out of her way, burying herself deep within the silken covers, pulling them up to her chin. She was smiling, even when Faust thought it was appropriate to sleep next to her face (she was on the pillow first, after all).

Wait for me, Julian. I’ll be with you soon.

…

…

…

… Another damn sand nightmare.

Gloria had woken up from it with a jolt, though she could only open her eyes slowly. She was accustomed to such dreams ever since Asra left… where the hell did he go off to this time, anyway? It’s a little weird for him to be gone this long. Will he be back in time for the Masquerade? What if-

She froze then, stiff as a statue, as she felt a warm hand lay on her neck. Unseen fingers started playing with the hair at her nape, and she didn’t dare move. What kind of person gets into bed with a sleeping woman?

… Unless she was dreaming. But this seemed too vivid to be a possibility; she was smarter than that. It only left one alternative… and her heart was in her throat.

“You can relax,” a familiar voice whispered from behind, “it’s only me. I’m here.”

The hand came to rest on her shoulder, and she grasped it in her own, suddenly yanking it in for a quick kiss. The voice behind her took in a sharp breath.

“Hello Julian,” she grinned.

After a moment of flipping herself around to face him, her grin only increased- he was right there. The object of her distracted thoughts and wistful dreams from the days past, wearing his typical cocky-ass smirk and low cut shirt. She wasn’t dreaming. He was only inches from her face.

… Then she remembered where they were.

Her dumb, love-struck smile vanished at this notion, settling into an expression of panic, “Wait, you’re here? In bed? With me? Right now?”

“Where I ought to be,” this man was obviously not taking in the gravity of the situation he had thrust himself into, and his grin changed from snarky to soft. “If anyone should be in bed with you, it should be me and not your pet snake.”

Pushing the momentary question of where Faust went out of her mind, she reached forward and gripped the lapels of his shirt, regrettably making their noses touch. “Julian, you’re in the palace. With me. In my bedroom. The palace where only a floor above me the lady that wants you dead is currently sleeping.”

“... And?”

…

…

…

… Oh my God this man has no self preservation skills.

Cursing herself momentarily for falling in love with such a dumb ginger, she could only notice at their given proximity that his face was flushed pink, ever so slightly. And it probably had little to do with the fact that she was next to him.

“... Julian,” Gloria began, trepidatiously, “... are you drunk right now?”

He chuckled. “Only a little. Not enough that you should worry about anything becoming of me.”

“Julian, you’re drunk and you’re going to get yourself killed. If you don’t leave my room right now, I’m not going to kiss you again for a solid-”

His visible eye suddenly light up, like he realized the solution to a great mystery… and all of the sudden, his lips were on hers, ceasing her rambling. It then seemed to proceed much like how she’d often dreamt; the kiss grew deeper, if only slightly, and oh Christ there’s his tongue.

He was an absolutely wonderful kisser.

After several, breathless, desperate kisses, he pulled away finally, resting a hand on the side of her face. “You may not kiss me,” he grinned cheekily, and she turned nearly as dark as his hair, “but I will most certainly kiss you.”

She blinked at him, sputtering incoherent nonsense, still trying to process everything that has literally just happened, and it only made him chuckle more. “I think I can take a risk for one night,” he continued, “so why can’t you?”

“Because I don’t want you to fucking die!!” she hissed through clenched teeth, and she swore she saw his smile get bigger.

“And I thank you for that, so very much. But you need to consider the following: I have, in fact, escaped from the palace several times before. And I believe I can do so again if the time comes.” His eyebrow upturned, and for once, she saw his face grow sullen, “I’m… still not used to someone worrying about me. Well, aside from Portia, I suppose, but even then…” A sigh, followed by his thumb rubbing along her cheek, “If you’re so worried about me, I promise you I’ll be gone by the light of dawn. Alright? It’s just… I missed you.”

After a moment of silence, she was the one grinning lopsidedly, absolutely smitten with him, “I missed you too, you big baby.”

He snorted at her comment then as she snuggled up against him, laying her face in the crook of his neck. His arm was around her waist, and she released a sigh at the feeling of him kissing her forehead.

“I promise you, I’ll protect you. Alright?”

“... I love you.”

“I love you too. Now get back to sleep.”

It was the first time in a long while that she had felt safe before vanishing into sleep’s embrace.

In the morning, he was gone, as promised. However, Faust slithered up to her waking form before Portia came to get her, bearing a small scroll with semi-legible handwriting and a necklace of some sort, strung on a leather tie and decorated with simple beads. At the center of it was a small raven’s feather.

For those times we can’t be close- a piece of me I left with you. Take care of it. Jullian.

[gryffvndors]

ceramic teacups [draco malfoy]

request: “Oh man can you do a draco x reader using 248 and 370 please?” - @tragicallypetty

word count: ~1600

a/n: if this got terribly confusing/out of hand i apologize, i started off in one mood in the beginning and then, due to my mood swings, ended in a totally different one. if this is crazy sorry! im a crazy lady! lmfao anyway enjoy i hope this is what u wanted!!!

248: “please, don’t leave.”

370: “you know, it’s okay to cry.”

The ceramic of the teacup is cold against the pads of your fingers. You gaze absentmindedly at the wall - the raised paint job, the chipping off-white, the absence of picture frames. Everything, it seems, is in a mixture of slow motion and hyperreality; you have trouble distinguishing, in the very back of your mind, whether the soft press of ivory keys is something you’ve created in a fit of disillusion or it’s very real, the piano in the corner put to use for something other than to gather dust. You have not the energy to move. The piano is behind you, and while turning around would be a feat, your bones yearn for nothing more than to be still.

The chill of the breeze from the open window awakens you from your dream-like state. You shiver, shutting your eyes for a brief moment. You’re alone. You don’t hear the heavy footsteps you usually do, you don’t feel his presence, the presence that leaves the hair on your arms raised and your body humming, vibrating, making you feel oh-so alive.

You wish you heard those footsteps, felt that presence. It’s dreadfully lonely without him.

In a way, you’re also glad he is gone; you hate the pity that swims in his eyes, the calm before the storm. Maybe you only feel that way because of the shade of the irises you gaze into. You like storms, but not when they’re blinking at you in the forms of pleas that only further aggravate you and make you want to dig your nails in the palm of your hands so hard the skin breaks.

Though, who knows? Maybe it’s good for you. Pain makes you feel awake. You don’t purposefully hurt yourself anymore (you listen to him that much), but there is no sorrow at an accidental incident.

The music is in your head. You hear the scraping of the lock, the whine of the door as it is pushed open. Draco’s lips are set in a frown as he enters your home and glances at you. You barely hear your name pass his lips; the keys are increasing in volume, a steady uproar and cacophony until it’s as if the musician is slamming.

the.

keyboard.

with.

all.

fingers.

“Are you alright?” You hear him ask distantly, the volume dimming some. You nod numbly. Out of the corner of your eye, there’s a flash of color; he’s brought you flowers. You try to smile and watch him hold a vase under the water until it’s halfway empty. He takes the scissors from the drawer next to the sink and snips off the bottom parts of the stems. Then he drops the flowers into the vase, resting it in the middle of the dining table. He approaches you, platinum hair illuminated by the soft golden glow the drapes let shine through the cracks. He kneels by your side. “Are you sure?”

You nod again; you force yourself to look away. The pity is suffocating. You don’t want to drown, you tell yourself. A second later, you don’t care. You look back into his eyes and swallow.

“I’m… fine,” you allow.

“You know, it’s okay to cry.”

You don’t realize you’re crying until you are. Your vision is shaky, the wall blurring before your eyes. You let a tear slip an inch down your face before you wipe at it, furious.

“I’m fine,” you repeat. You hunch over and a sob escapes your throat. Draco sighs softly and leans forward to wrap his arms around you. You shake, and you hate yourself for it.

This isn’t hyperreality. This isn’t slow motion. This is real time, the present, and you don’t know how to feel about it. The pain that is making you feel alive isn’t physical, but rather emotional - you’d have a hard time stuttering out some cliche term about how you feel empty inside, emotionless, like an empty bag that’s been set out and is blowing all over the place. Draco doesn’t say anything as you take his shirt in your fists and bury your head in the crook of his neck. He doesn’t say anything when you weep out incoherent sentences, doesn’t say anything when you collect yourself and sit back in your chair, eyes bloodshot and puffy, lips red, tear stains on your cheeks. You feel an absence on your hands. The chill of the ceramic is replaced with the warmth of his body, the softness of his shirt, the soothe of his voice.

The empty teacup is on the floor, shattered. You stare down at it. After a second, Draco does, too, mirroring your pouty facial expression.

“I don’t know when that fell,” you muse. Draco snorts and gets out his wand. “No-” you rest your hand on his, pushing it away. “I want to do it. Magic… helps. I feel real.”

He nods. “Go ahead, then.”

You reach behind you and grapple for your wand. Once the familiar, stiff mahogany finds you, you let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding. You marvel over the buzzing of the power. It’s an extension of your arm, you realize. You exchange a smile with Draco before you mumble, “Reparo.” The teacup forms back together, shards mending before your eyes. Draco picks it up and rises. He sets it in the sink and returns to your side.

“Are you feeling better?” He asks, worry plaguing his words. You push aside the looming onslaught of, ‘It will be back. The darkness always returns’.

You shake your head ‘yes’ and rise to your feet as well. “You make me feel better,” you admit, cheeks flush. It embarrasses you to admit it. Intimacy has never been your strong spot. Never his, either. That’s why you two fit so perfectly. Two pieces of a puzzle, the last and final pieces that let the big picture shine. You decide to embark on the road of embarrassment and continue. “You… make the music go away.”

“That sounds quite awful.”

“No, no, it’s good. It isn’t music, really. More of a big noise, like white noise, that has lots of bad piano concertos playing all at the same time.” He arches a brow. You exhale. “I sound crazy.”

“A little.”

You let yourself smile. “You make me crazy.”

He makes you let loose. You’ve calmed down, your emotional (or rather, unemotional) outburst long forgotten. Maybe it’s your mood swings, maybe it’s the fact that he’s here with you. One sounds plausible, but a stupid excuse, the other something you would never say out loud.

Draco takes your hand in his. He tosses your wand onto the table with his and takes the other one, too. “You were already crazy.” Leaning down, he presses his lips to your cheek and whispers, “Crazy for me.”

You pull away, laughing and wiping your ear with your shoulder. “Ew, I don’t think so! You’re bad.”

Draco kisses you, long and hard. You squeeze his hand. This is good. This keeps the manic away, keeps you sane, lets you stop thinking. This drones out the white noise that plays constantly in the background. Against his lips, you breathe, “Please, don’t leave.”

He kisses you harder. When you break apart, there is no pity in his hurricane eyes. You can’t place what’s present, but as long as there is no sorrow, it’s okay with you. “Where would I go?” He asks.

“Away from me. To normal.”

Draco rolls his eyes. “What, and risk you coming after me with a knife? No, I’d much rather stay here,” he deadpans.

You untangle your fingers and punch him in the chest. “Stop being a prick, or I’ll play those concertos for you and force you to listen to every single one of them-”

“You couldn’t play the piano if you tried,” Draco smirks.

“Play it for me, then,” you pretend to think, then smirk. “Play me that hard Chopin one.”

“The day you do come after me will be a good one,” he snarks. “Fine. I’ll play the stupid muggle composer. But sit and listen through the entire piece, don’t go touching me while I’m playing,” he kisses you one more time, a chaste one to the lips, and leads you over to the piano. You watch Draco crack his knuckles before sitting at the bench. You perch on the sofa next to him. Slowly, he begins to play, a haunting melody that you’re glad isn’t ruined by your disassociation fits.

Halfway through the piece, you can’t resist yourself. You kiss his neck, his ear, his jaw, his hair - Draco stops playing and grabs the sides of your face, scowling. “I said no touching.”

“What are you gonna do, spank me?”

He actually seems to consider that. You snort, tearing away from his hold. “Kinky bastard. It’s so stereotypical for you to know how to play the piano. Rich git.”

Draco narrows his eyes. “You’re complaining about my playing, when you were begging me to play it earlier?”

“No,” you smirk, leaning forward to press your lips against his.

He doesn’t let you stop, then, and instead explores your mouth with his tongue. You nip at his lip. He practically flies backwards, exclaiming, “Did you just bite me?” Then, “...Why did I like it?”

“Keep playing, Mozart,” you slam your hand down on the left side of the piano, snorting when he jumps.

He whines, “Why can’t you always be sappy?”

“I’m not wired to. Keep playing, Draco, I want to see how long it takes you to stop when I do this…” You attach your mouth to the spot where his jaw meets his neck, sucking lightly. Draco groans, but a second later, continues the piece.

This, pretending to be normal, is natural for you. It’s just to calm you down, relieve the tension. Hours later, you’ll be shaking again, and Draco will be by your side, ready to calm you down and recite lines about how ‘everything will be okay.’  

For now, though, it takes him about twenty seconds before he stops playing for good.

[we-are-richmond]

What Could’ve Been E3 C2

IM NOT CRYING. YOUR CRY-OH WHAT THE HELL IM FUCKIN WAILING

Javier's POV "How are you feeling dad?" Mariana asked. I walked into the tent, looking at my family concerned. David looked at me, then to his two kids. I didn't like that looked. It was so forced, him trying to be strong for his kids. Why couldn't he let me keep this, let someone else be the strong one for once? "I'll...be fine Mari." David attempted to express. The look of pain on his agony on his face made it rather clear he wasn't. "What's going on?" I wanted to know. "We think dad's leg got infected." Gabe stated. "What?! But they said they'd treat it!"" I exclaimed. "Javi, it's fine. I can..." David groaned. I shook my head, groaning in agitation. "I'm going to go talk to Mason." I stated. "Is that a good idea?" Mariana asked, her dark orbs wide with concern. "When is anything your uncle thinks of good...?" David asked. The pained grimace on his face hurt my soul. "David, I joined to keep our family safe. To get you help." I started walking out of the tent, "I promised dad.". All of this pain. All this blood shed. For what? If I couldn't protect what little family I had left, what was the point to it all? The August air blew around me, causing me to rub my arms. Things were gonna get really cold soon. I looked at the ground sitting by the fire, talking over things. Ava was the first to notice me. Her dark hand attempted to wave me off, but I kept coming. "Mason, we need to talk." The brunette leader looked up at me, almost displeased with me being there. "Javier, I'm assuming your delivery to the slaughterhouse went well." Mason said. "That's not what I'm here for. I need to talk about our deal." I explained. "Told you it was a mistake." Badger scoffed. "Hush," Mason stood up, walking to me, "What is there to speak on Javier? You agreed to join us if your family was kept alive.". "And that my brother would be treated!" I added. "It was though. Vivian removed the bullet, simple as that." Mason said. "The wound wasn't cleaned though, and David's leg might be infected!" I exclaimed. Mason looked me dead in the eyes, pushing up his glasses annoyed. "Javier, may I remind you that your group has stolen from us. You are still earning out trust." It almost sounded like he had been reciting that damn sentence for hours. My fist tightened up, rage building up inside me. "Mason, we should at least stop the infection." Ava spoke out. Why did she put up with these people?! Didn't she see how messed up they were?! "We had a deal! I've gotten your supplies bastard!" I roared out furiously. "Indignant fool." Mason muttered. "You think i'm indignant? I have a right to feel this way!" I shouted. "To act like a stubborn child who had their toy broken?" Mason scoffed.  All the pent up anger started to break out. My niece and nephew terror, my brothers suffering, my family being held here against their own will. "GO TO HELL MASON!" I shouted. Mason looked at me surprised, when I threw my head forward. Pain filled my head as I head butted him, but it was worth it to watch this sociopath fall. Ava's eyes widened in surprise, turning to face me. The others were quick to rise, guns raised at me. The yellow-orange haze of the fire illuminating on us all. The men kept their guns on me, and out of the corner of my eye I spotted my family. Mariana appeared frozen in distress, not knowing what to do. Poor girl was to young to be going through all of this. David was barely able to stab, yet held Gabe back who attempted to run to me. My heart drummed against my chest, as I tried to think of an escape plan. If I moved, I might get shoot. If I stayed, I'd defiantly be shoot. I turned to them, staring the three if them in the eyes. David shook his head, as if able to tell what I was going to do. My heartached at the thought of running, but at this point...what else could I do? "Lo siento" I quickly kicked the pot of bioling water forward, nearky setting my pants on fire. "OH JESUS!" One of the guys screamed. No wasting another second, I took off running. "Uncle Javi!" Mariana cried out. It pained me to hear their shouts. "Don't look back, don't look back." I thought. Gun fire filled the air behind me, but eventually all I could hear was the sound of my own breathing and my heart beating violently. My lungs burned for the desperation of taking a break, but I dared no stop. Tears pricked the corner of my eyes with each step I took. Their faces and screams were imprinted in my mind, haunting me despite it just occuring. Leaving them. Leaving them behind with that monster... Could I not learn my lesson? Was I really that much of a fuck up to not be able to save anyone?! First papa, not being there for his last moments. Then mama, who we were unable to save. Uncle Hector, god, I knew he was bit and told no one! Even Kate was my fault. I was supposed to be on watch, why didn't I see that muerto?! Why did I have to be so stupid and attack Mason?! Why couldn’t I control it..?! How come I had to fuck it all up?! In my blurry vision of tears, I was unable to notice the root sticking out of the ground. I let out a yelp as I fell to the ground, landing on the dirt. Slowly I pushed myself up, attempting to move more. My legs buckled instantly, causing me to collapse again. Tears ran down my face, and my whole body shook. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I wailed, slamming my fist into the dirt. More screams came from my throat, as I continued to punch the ground. My fist burned greatly, but it didn't stop me. My throat burned from the screams, yet I could not hear my own voice. The world around me turned gray, and quiet. No matter how loudly I wailed, nothing came out. My body slowly began to crumble. Dirt clung to my hair as I began to collapse in on myself, my arms slowly stopped punching, and went under my torso. My hands went to my face, while my fingers tore through my hair. Sobs wracked through my body as I held my head, mewling like a small child. Everything inside me was slowly going numb. I couldn't feel my eyes burning from the tears, nor see out through them. Ears gone deaf to my screams and wails of agony. No aching feeling on my bloody fist. Nothing... Nothing at all. After what felt like forever, one thing came through my incoherent whimpers. "I'm sorry dad...I couldn’t take care of them...."

[petite-neko]

Guardian - 13

Fanfiction: Guardian Story Summary: Somebody had to protect their protector after all. Characters: Zoro, Luffy, Law Pairing: Eventual LawLu Rating: T Warnings: swearing, alcohol use A/N: I have more written BUT ITS ALREADY SO LONG AND IM TIRED AND LAZY AND THERES STILL A SHIT TON OF EDITING TO DO SO YOU GET THIS AND JUST WAIT TILL NEXT WEEK. LOOK GUYS ITS EARLY.

//goes to die until Saturday

(PS: I hope you all like some humour :3)

.xxx. - Scene jumps

Chapter 1 || Read on Ao3

Chapter 12 || Chapter 13 || Chapter 14

Zoro stared at the two just wondering: what the hell?

The others didn’t really notice it. Maybe they were too busy being relieved that the issue had been resolved. That Luffy wasn’t mad, that yes, Law accepted that he did something stupid, and there wasn’t going be a fight over this.

(Maybe he should have confronted Law in private…)

And while there wasn’t really any tension in the air, it had suddenly relaxed as the two captains wandered off and away from him.

They sat down (within reach of some food, which Luffy grabbed almost immediately) and it didn’t take long at all for Luffy to be clinging to Law’s side. But that was usual, and Law, well, he didn’t protest at all. Again, normal.

But, there was just the way that Law’s arm lingered at Luffy’s back. (Normally it would be there for a few moments before receding away.) And while Zoro didn’t really see that as too odd, it was unusual. (Considering the progression of things and the way Law was when he was asleep against Luffy however, this did seem normal)

Chopper on the other hand, well he had his medical bag and was rushing on over to the two captains before he just stopped and stared. His gaze travelled towards the arm at Luffy’s back and he rubbed his eyes and stared some more, tilting his head before shaking it, and walking the rest of the distance to the captains.

“I think you have a concussion Torao.”

Choppers words were worried and he started pulling out various instruments and papers out of his bag. “Luffy – was Torao acting strange when the two of you were talking? Did he throw up – or look spacey, or–”

“Tony-ya! I’m not concussed!” Law interrupted. “I’m perfectly fine!”

Law was tense again.

“Well something tells me otherwise.” Chopper’s eyes slid once more towards the arm that was still at Luffy’s back.

…Okay, this was hilarious.

“You’re not acting like your usual self.”

“What the fuck? How are you suddenly an expert on what my ‘usual self’ is! You’ve only known me what? A few days?”

“Irritability as well. Another symptom.”

“I’m always irritable dammit!”

Zoro glanced sideways at the Hearts Pirates only to see them silently nodding in agreement. So Law back on Dressrosa was Law without filters then…

(How amusing.)

“My coordination is fine. My speech isn’t slurred. I haven’t vomited. The only pain in my head is minor tissue damage and not a headache. I’m not sensitive to light or noise… need I go on?”

Law was sounding quite annoyed right now, and Zoro was suppressing the grin on his face from turning into laughter.

“Well if you have a concussion.” Chopper started, using his professional sounding voice. (Mom-mode it was then) “Any points or comments you make aren’t reliable. Confusion, even delirium, memory difficulties, personality and mood changes… those are all symptoms of a concussion that can affect your judgement Torao.” He was writing something down on that notepad of his. “Luffy, was Torao acting strange earlier? Did he have any unusual behaviours or changes in his personality? Did he seem unusually tired at times?”

A worried expression reached Luffy’s face.

“W-Wait, if Torao has a concussion, the things he says might not be true?”

…Zoro didn’t know somebody could sigh that loudly.

“I do not have a concussion Luffy-ya!”

“B-B-But what if you do Torao!” Luffy was pouting, lip quivering and… why the hell did he look like he was going to cry?

“If I do – which I do not,” Law gave Chopper a glare, “it wouldn’t change shit Luffy-ya. Otherwise I would have had to have a concussion for a week. And while, yes, it is still plausible that I had received one from my injuries in Dressrosa, the majority of concussions have physical manifestations at some point in time. And I have not been swaying, or throwing up, my speech has been perfectly fine.”

Luffy was still pouting. “B-But you’ve been sleeping a lot!”

Law groaned and brought a hand to his face.

“We’ve already gone over that Luffy-ya. Not to mention I had used my abilities far beyond what I should have. I needed to recuperate my strength which had been sorely taxed, and I have been healing from my various injuries – which rest is good for. Besides, were you not the one who suggested it?”

“I-I-I… you promise Torao?”

Law sighed, but this time it was quieter. “Yes, Luffy-ya, I promise.”

Luffy’s face went from sorrowful to grinning and he wrapped both of his arms around Law, a few too many times than needed.

“Luffy you’re not being any help here, siding with Torao…” Chopper sighed but with this scolding tone.

“I-I-uhh… he was thinking a lot?” He almost seemed to be hiding behind Law now. “B-But like he normally does?”

(…Since when was hiding behind Law a smart thing to do?)

“…Dammit Luffy-ya…” And for some reason, Law had pulled on the brim of his hat again.

“Concentration difficulties?” Chopper was writing more on his pad.

Law straightened up almost immediately. “I don’t have a fucking concussion! You’re just going to fucking worry Luffy-ya dammit!”

But Luffy wasn’t worried at all, no, he was just laughing and placed his head on Law’s good shoulder. “Shishi, he’s just worried Torao~”

Law just decided to put his hand back on his hat.

Chopper on the other hand had moved over to the Hearts Pirates now. He was looking up at the bear mink – Bepo, wasn’t it? “Bepo, does Torao usually cuddle people?”

“Who said anything–!” Torao’s voice became incoherent as he yelled out in frustration.

(Part him wondered just how Luffy could handle being right next to the other captain, but his captain was just sitting there, a big grin on his face, head still resting on his shoulder)

Zoro, too, was snickering from time to time. Usopp had given up trying long ago and he was rolling over in laughter, feet flailing.

They got to see the true Trafalgar Law in action:

Trafalgar Law really was a grump. A highly irritable grump.

And fuck, was Zoro enjoying the hell out of it!

“Uhh… he cuddles me? I haven’t seen Captain cuddle other people though.”

An inhumane sound left Law.

“…I’m sorry Captain…”

When Chopper returned to the two captains, Luffy had decided that simply resting his head on Law’s shoulder wasn’t enough. No, he stretched his neck so his chin was atop Law’s head, chuckling softly. One hand was patting the unfortunate soul’s shoulder, arms still wrapped around multiple times around his body.

And there it was, the return of the expression of doneness on Law’s face.

Zoro couldn’t hold himself back anymore – he roared with laughter.

When he focused in again, apparently Chopper was running some tests on Law. Asking him to recite things or pointing at visual charts and colour charts.

“Choppppeerrr this is booorrriiinngg” Luffy was whining. Chopper had told him to let go of Law while he was running the tests, it seemed. So he was just sitting there on his stomach, legs moving in the air as he nibbled on some food. “Is Torao done yeeeeet?”

“Patience Luffy!”

“Good luck with that Tony-ya.” Law snickered softly.

“But Torao’s fiiiinneee! Just ask Zoro. Or Usopp. Torao and I do this all the time, right Torao?” Luffy was staring up at Law, wide eyed and grinning.

“Certainly, yes, you would always insist at being at my side Luffy-ya.” Law said idly before pointing at something after Chopper asked him a question.

“But the cuddling Torao.” Chopper insisted and flipped to the next portion of whatever test he was doing.

“You’re the ones calling it cuddling!” He growled out.

Luffy was whining again. “Just ask Zoro Chopper!”

Chopper had glanced over towards him, and Zoro could only sigh. Luffy, Luffy, why did you have to bring him into this? (Although he supposed that they just would get nowhere as long as Chopper used the term cuddling.)

(Trafalgar Law didn’t cuddle after all.)

Part of him wanted to refuse to answer just to drag this whole irritated Law bit out more, but he supposed he might as well let Luffy go back to cuddling his ally. He was getting all pouty on them as it was already.

He could also feel a glare from Law’s direction.

“Well,” he started, “I wouldn’t exactly call it cuddling,” he appreciated his limbs in their proper places thank you very much, “but yes, this type of behaviour has been the norm on Bartolomeo’s ship.”

And queue both Nami and Chopper’s shocked expressions and reactions. Subtlety, he glanced over to where Law’s crew was and they were whispering amongst themselves.

Huh, apparently even they hadn’t expected this type of behaviour from their captain.

“Satisfied Tony-ya?” Law was grumbling. “Can you leave us in peace now?”

Luffy made a strange sound.

“One more- Law!” When Chopper was digging into his bag, Law had used his abilities and just transported both Luffy and himself to Bepo.

“I’m sorry Captain…”

“Just shut up and lay there.” Law murmured and proceeded to get himself comfortable.

“He’s comfy Torao!” Luffy spoke up enthusiastically, and was practically snuggling the bear. “I can see why you like to sleep on and cuddle with him!” He was chuckling softly.

“It’s not–” Law protested.

But Luffy cut him off and pushed himself so that he was also atop Law. “But Torao’s comfier!”

Surprisingly, Law shut up.

.xxx.

The morning was panic.

It was Franky, Robin and Brook who had woken them all up (actually shaken them) and raving about the samurais and---

Shit the samurais!

Well, not quite all of them. Bepo, Luffy, and Law were still asleep, and, yeah the captains fell asleep atop the big fluffy bear.

“…I almost want to take a picture of it…”

No Nami, that wasn’t the problem here.

“I doubt you’d be able to blackmail Law with it.” He said with a shrug. “They do it all the time.”

“Boo! And here I thought I could get some money. Doctors make lots of money, right?”

(He could hear the Hearts Pirates sneering at her.)

“Why don’t we concentrate on how we are going to get our captains awake without getting sliced into pieces instead of blackmailing them, shall we?”

However, Law’s crew seemed to be scheming something and after a few moments they were snickering. “We think we got a way, and one that won’t get any of us in trouble!”

Zoro took a few steps back. “It’s your limbs guys.” He said, giving them a wide berth on enacting their plan.

And then suddenly, all twenty of them took a step back, hands cupped to their mouths and screamed out in synchronisation.

“Look! It’s a beautiful female bear!”

And then, suddenly, the captains’ pillow shot up, spouting out an enthusiastic ‘where!’ and the Hearts Pirates all fell over, holding their stomachs in laughter.

Meanwhile, the unfortunate captains were groaning and looking around, wondering what the hell just happened.

“What the hell Bepo?”

“I’m sorry Captain…”