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My Truemate pt 17

AN: I am just going to link the Masters List to the Series and I will leave it linked right here TO CATCH UP HERE

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Word Count: 3,297

Sam and Sarah get back to the house Sunday evening but notice that something is off between you and Dean. Sam questions about it, with no hesitation Dean tells him everything from Roman coming over to look for you and what Benny has told him about the business Roman has now.

“You guys we need to tell Chuck about this now before something really bad happens” Sam says while we all sit at the table.

“Im with Sam on this one guys, I mean I am already getting scared just by thinking about the worse. Especially if y/n is the one person he wants” Sarah says as she places an arm around your torso, you accept the embrace with ease and rest your head on her shoulders.

“What is he going to do about it? Its out of state where anything goes, how is he going to take down the possible business?” you ask lifting yourself from Sarah's side and looking between your brothers.

“By placing Roman in prison for good where he belongs” Sam says while you notice he is beginning to be fearful for you.

“I'll talk to him tomorrow but in the mean time y/n go to the police and file that complaint against him. Also mention he was here to. After something like that its still against the law to go against an Omega like this” he says with authority in his voice while he looks to Dean and he looks to you with a pleading expression.  

“Fine, fine, I will finally do this but I dont want to go alone” you finally give into filing the complaint after so long of debating.

“I will go with you, dont want you facing this by yourself.” Sarah says while she places her hands over yours and giving a gentle squeeze.

“I have to tell Michael about this, the sooner he knows the better. Along tell him about him scenting Cas being here. I dont want anything happening to either of you” Dean says through his gritted teeth.

All four of you call it an early night to go to bed, you still sit in the kitchen having a cup of tea.

“Baby girl, I will do anything to keep you safe ok, I dont know what I would do if anything ever happened to you” Dean says as he enters the kitchen from the living room.

You look up to your older brother while tears begin to form.

“Please” is all you say while getting up from your chair and hugging Dean.

Your voice sounded so small while pleading with him. The sound of your voice just broke his heart because he never liked the sound coming from you. To him you were always so strong yet at this state, so fragile.

The both of you called it a night and went to bed.

For pete sake, Dean decided to sleep with you in your room. You liked the idea and felt safer with Dean next to you. Your protective alpha, your brother you love so dearly.

After going to the police about Richard Roman sexually harassing you the first day you got to Kamloops is when they have begun the investigation.

Talking to all the people who were there at the diner that night and going on to the people who have taken Roman out of the diner.

When the police interviewed Michael is when he couldnt contain his anger. When being reminded about the whole entire night and how he mentioned he was your true mate.

They told him for the both of you consummate the bond between you now before anything else follows pursuit.

Castiel had come by to keep you company after closing down shop until further notice and apologized to the customers who have place orders and online.

They have graciously understood and couldnt wait for you to open up shop again after everything has settled.

As the days went by after filing the complaint and gone into further investigation is when you began to develop cabin fever.

You saw from the corner of you eye, at the corner of the living room is Deans acoustic guitar.

After seeing the guitar has brought a smile to your face. You went to pick up the guitar and tuned it to the desired sound.

Begun to strum out a tune that has been stuck in your head for the past few weeks.

You knew how much Castiel has blamed himself countless of times for his brothers death. You wanted to show him how much you have appreciated him and thats with song.

The more you thought about Castiel and his struggles to cope with the loss of his brother along with the Dick Roman incident to as well since he has scented him.

“Everybody else knows how this goes

Everybody knows how wide and how much and how far

Everybody's got my number now

Maybe I can find a way out “

“I've been running too long on this shift

And I've been keeping tabs on myself “

“And now I'm cutting close in on my limit

And I think I heard somebody say

You're never gonna be anybody else

You're never gonna see until you see yourself “

“So come on come on see how it goes

Come on come on take a deep breath

And don't let go”

“Yeah, yeah

A little bit extra, you think you can find me?

'Cause everybody else gave up a while ago”

“I'm looking out

I'm looking out at gray skies

I'm looking out

I'm looking out at a home”

“You're never gonna be anybody else

You're never gonna see until you see yourself

So come on come on see how it goes

Come on come on take a deep breath

And don't let go”

“Yeah, yeah

A little bit extra, you think you can find me?

'Cause everybody else gave up a while ago

I'm looking out

I'm looking out at gray skies

I'm looking out

I'm looking out at a home”

“You're never gonna be anybody else

You're never gonna see until you see yourself

So come on come on see how it goes

Come on come on take a deep breath

And don't let go”

When you completed the song is when you wrote out the lyrics. While its still fresh in your memory and write down the music notes.

'Thank you Dean for teaching me how to play the guitar' you say to yourself as you are almost done with writing everything down.

“Well you are very welcome” Dean says from the other side of the living room leaning against the beam.

“Geez, how long have you been standing there?” you ask as he scared you when he said something all of a sudden.

“Sorry, I was in the garage when I heard music here in the house and at first I thought it was you playing loud music over the radio. But I come in here and I see you playing and singing” Dean says as he enters in the living room further to seat himself on the arm chair.

“Look um Im sorry for keeping you inside for so long. Its just Im scared if I let you go some where by yourself, you will get taken from me. I mean us” he says while you begin to smell the fear off of him and you went to sit by his side as you take his hand into yours.

“I know and honestly I am beginning to get cabin fever but I understand though. I know its not easy for you, Sam, Sarah, and Castiel but I get it” you tell him while trying to keep your emotions intact.

“You’re forgetting someone already” he says with a smile on his face.

“What do you mean?” you ask.

“Michael, you’re forgetting him. He gets worried about you as well and I think he counts as something” he says while his smile never fades.

“He has Anna though” you say to him while feeling the hurt as you mention the one person who is with your true mate.

Castiel sits at home in his room reading a book with a warm cup of tea. It was quite chilly out as the day looks gloomy.

When he couldnt concentrate reading anymore is when he sets his Ipod into his dock and selects the song the mortitians daughter by black veil brides.

He begins to sing out the lyrics 'I sit here and smile dear. I smile because I think of you and I blush.'

He hears a vehicle pull into the drive way and he looks out his window to see who has stopped by the house.

He notices its his brother Michael and he walks out of his room to say hello to him while he is here.

He enters the kitchen where his mother and father are along with Michael who has his back faced him.

“Castiel, sweet heart. Nice of you to join us” his mom says taking her attention away from her husband and eldest son.

“I saw Michael pull into the drive way and wanted to say hello” he says placing his hand on his back.

“Castiel, just the person I want to see” Michael says a little to cheery

Castiel is trying to think of what has gotten him so happy all of a sudden. When a few days ago he was conflicted.

“Michael here has come to grace us with such good news” Naomi says looking between the men in her life.

“Is Anna pregnant? Where is she by the way? You cant tell such gracious news when your mate isnt here” Chuck says with a wide smile.

“Thats what I am here to talk to all of you about. If Anna were to be pregnant it wouldnt be from me” Michael says to his family as they look to him with confused expressions on their faces.

“Son what are you trying to say?” Chuck asks.

“Did Anna cheat on you?” Naomi cuts in after Chuck.

“Mother, Father please. No more assumptions and let Michael speak” Castiel says looking between his parents.

“Well it turns out that Anna and I have met our true mates. She has met hers while on her business trip a couple of months ago and I have met mine about the same time as well. We have mutually ended our relationship to be with our true mates” Michael says looking to his family as he says true mate and you come to mind right away.

“Who is this true mate you speak of?” Naomi asks in anticipation while Chuck on the other hand is getting really impatient.

While Castiel has a smile on his face for the good news.

“My true mate is Y/n Winchester and who Castiel works with” Michael says to his family as his mom squeals in delight for the news.

Castiel hugs his brother and Chuck who is happy but couldnt wipe off the worry some expression off his face.

“Charles, honey arent you happy for your son in finding his true mate? Who happens to be an Omega” Naomi says to her husband trying to pull him away from the trance he was in.

“Of course I am happy for my eldest son who found his true mate and we are going to gain another beautiful Omega” He says as he hugs his son in a tight embrace.

“I must share something with all of you though” he says to his family

Castiel knowing all too well what his father is about to share with Michael and his mom.

Castiel immediately goes to Michaels side to link arms with him and he looks to him with a puzzled expression.

Chuck goes onto tell Naomi and Michael about the harassment Richard Roman has done.

The visit he made to you and also scenting Cas.

The possibility of him getting into the brothel business out of state and has officially moved out of Washington to pursue the business full time.

After hearing everything Chuck has revealed is when Michael gets into a hot rage thinking anyone would want to hurt his mate along with his baby brother.

Castiel allows Michael to scent him to calm down along with anything else he can think of.

“Dean was home when Dick went by the house and Benny showed up at the house moments later to tell him about what father has mentioned” Castiel says to him and Chuck is just as out raged as Michael.

“We need to do something to protect our family” Naomi says pacing around the kitchen, Chuck pulls her into his arms and she begins to scent him to calm her nerves.

“There is also something that I need to share with you and dad” Castiel says to break the tension in the kitchen.

“Go a head son” Chuck says while nodding him to continue on with what he wants to share.

“I to have found my true mate and he is Y/n's brother Dean Winchester. He owns a refurbished furniture shop out of his garage at their home” Castiel tells his parents and brother but he already knew that.

When he tells his news is when everything else settles for the time being and his family is happy for him.

“My baby has met himself a handsome alpha” Naomi says to her son while pulling him into a hug and he accepts right away.

“I think we should have a dinner to meet your mates here in the house and they can bring their brother Sam along as well. Especially his mate because our family has extended and I am very happy about this” Chuck says hugging his son as well and he scents him out of happiness.

“I think that will be wise to ease everyones minds off about Richard Roman” Castiel says looking to his family and Michael nods in agreement.

“How are we going to invite them? Do I talk to y/n? Or are you going to talk to Dean about this?” Michael asks.

“I think you should let y/n know about you and Anna first before you could say anything about the dinner.” Naomi says to her son

She feels happy for her boys in finding their true mates and soon to have what she and her husband have.

Even though they were never brought together by scent like most have. She has undying love for her husband for the years they have been married and spent together.

“I should give her a call and if she would like to get out of the house to go to lunch with me” Michael says as he takes out his phone to dial the house number Dean has left him a few days ago.

“Hello?” Dean is the one who picks up the phone.

“Dean, its Michael” he says with a smile on his face

“Hey, hows' it goin man?” he is surprised Michael has even called the house.

“Its going pretty good, I was wondering if your sister is home” Michael asks while looking to his parents.

They both have smiles on their faces.

“Yeah she is, hold on a sec” Dean says taking the phone into the kitchen.

“Y/n its for you” Dean says as he enters the kitchen.

“Well who is it?” you ask getting yourself a cup of tea.

“Its Michael” is all he says and leaves the phone on the counter for you to pick up.

You think about it for a moment and finally raise the phone to your ear.

“Hello?” you ask while closing your eyes.

“Hi Y/n, how are you?” Michael asks while he is completely nervous for being on the phone with you and even sound pleasant to him.

“Im doing ok, how about you?” you ask while being nervous as well

“I think I have been better, there is a reason why Im calling” Michael’s palms begin to sweat

“Ok whats going on?” you ask while looking around the kitchen and see something thats out of place. Well more like to distract you from saying something stupid.

Dean looks to you and knew you are distracting yourself from say anything remotely stupid. He smiles at the random things you do.

He goes back into the living room and watches the sports channels to catch up on a few highlight reels.

“I was wondering if you would like to company me to lunch whenever you are ready?” finally he comes out the question he has been dying to ask you.

“Uh,,,,,,,ok. Im ready right now” you reply quickly while stumbling around the kitchen but quick to place everything back without Michael hearing a rukus.

Dean walks into the kitchen and witnesses you dropping and knocking things over as you quickly place them back. He covers his mouth to conatin his laughter. But he relaeses a slight chuckle.

“Ok, I will be there in 20 minutes” Michael replies as a wide smile spreads across his face

“Yeah sounds great, see you soon” after you answer him and hung up the phone is when your heart begins to beat so fast you fear its going to stop soon.

Then you realize what you have agreed to is when Anna creeps into your thoughts.

“Oh no, what did I just do?” you say while Dean comes back into the kitchen to try and eavesdrop.

He realizes you are off the phone and begins to notice the nerves you are beginning to have.

“Hey hey hey whats wrong?” Dean asks as he places his hands on both of your shoulders.

“I just agreed to go out for lunch with Michael and Anna came into mind. Dean what if she finds out about us going out in public” you tell him what you are feeling.

“Look at me, I dont think she will find out considering she isnt in town. Go to lunch with him and see how everything goes from there ok? Maybe I should ask Cas if he wants to do something since you will be out” he says with a smile creeping on his face as soon as he mentions Cas.

“Yeah you go do that, looks like he is here. I will see you later ok” you tell Dean as you pull away from him to kiss his cheek and go to the closet to put on your jacket.

Dean stands at the door as you walk out and notices Michael come out of the truck to wave to Dean and he returns the gesture.

Michael opens the door for you.

“Thank you” you say and get inside his truck.

“You are very welcome” Michael says with a smile on his face.

'Good man Michael' Dean mutters to himself as he sees him do that for you.

“Take care of her Mike, Im counting on you” Dean yells from the front door.

“I will, see you later” Michael yells back to him and backs out of the drive way to head into town to the diner for lunch.

As the both of you drive into town and the silence is all around is when you look to the radio and decide to turn it on for some music.

“Mind if I turn on the radio for some music?” you ask looking to Michael.

“By all means” he answers you with a smile on his face and you can feel he is feeling rather content and that makes you less tense about the whole lunch all together.

As soon as you turn on the radio is when a song called Trapped by a thing called love by Denise Lasalle comes through the radio and listening to the lyrics makes the both of you smile.

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The tale of the three head beast. The marching fishes (21/22)

WE ARE BACK!!

Fandom: Digimon GoT au.

Charaters: All the choosen children from Adventure, 02, Tamer and sometimes Frontier.

Ships: Taiyama, Joumi, Daiken, Takary, TakatoxYuri, RikaxRyo …

Second part of the tale of the three head beast series, you can read the first part The chosen children Here and here, or look for the tag  3t3hb  on this blog.

Resume: Three years had pased since Taichi won the hand of princess Sora and both get crowned King and Queen of the living land, now they must faced the duty of the monarchs, but the King is must worried about cover his affair with the royal guard. The war started on the Honest Island, does the King Joe would manage it?. Mean while at the other side of the sea Takato and Ruki stronger their forces.

And you can read all past chapters of the marching fishes in the links below or in AO3

ACT 1. ESCENE 1: THE RAIN

ACT 1. ESCENE 2: THE WILL  

ACT 1. ESCENE 3: THE TRIP

ACT 1. ESCENE 4:THE SON

ACT 2. SCENE 1: THE ARRIVAL

ACT 2. SCENE 2: BROTHERHOOD

ACT 2. SCENE 3: MOTHER | **warning suicide attempt**

ACT 2. SCENE 4: THE BATTLE OF THE IKKAKU ISLAND

ACT 3. SCENE 1: THE INTERROGATION

ACT 3. ESCENE 2:  DELIVERY

ACT 3. ESCENE 3: RED DRESS

ACT 4. ESCENE 1:TRIAL

ACT 4. ESCENE 2: THE SAINT QUEEN

ACT 4. ESCENE 3:THE SPY

ACT 4. ESCENE 4: INTRUDERS

ACT 4: SCENE 5: THE BROKEN SWORD

ACT 5: SCENE 1: THE WIDOW

ACT 5: SCENE 2: WELCOME HOME

ACT 5 : SCENE 3: FAITH

ACT 5: SCENE 4: LIONHEART

ACT 5: SCENE 5: THE PRICE TO PARADISE

One day past, and then another, and another, and another. 

All he want was to back to normality, back to the long days haunting on the forest and the short nights on the arms of his lover. 

But all he get from Yamato was silence, coldness, indifference, sometimes even fear.

At the begining Taichi thought that he only needed time, a few nights to cry over his lost friend, that at some point the both would talk about it, but that time never came.

And everyday that past the air felt  thicker between them,  he want to scream and run and fight, but they put him against an enemy he would never beat, a bigger obstacule than Yamato´s  bitterners 

His sister talked  and whispered  and sang, always the same  nonsense, Hikari  continues all day every day, she join him for breakfast and dinner, she walked him around the halls of the castle and in the meetings with the council; and when she was not there, Koushiro was, and when they disappear and he finally could breath it was night, and he was left alone on his room with his wife. 

And Yamato guarded the room 

And Sora looked at him demanding something that he refuse to give 

And everything he could think about was Yamato outside the room 

 And the woman inside the room grew impatient, but also proud; she wasn´t going to beg and he wasn´t going to bend.  

In the morning Hikari was waiting for him outside the room, and Yamato looked at the floor and Taichi died for explain him that nothing happened, that he never touch her as he had touch him, but his little sister smile at him, and the routine begins again.

Days and nights, thoughts that what could be tormented him, he should stay on the island for the execution of Iory and Ken; he should never come back for the war; sometimes he wonder if it was bad luck that Kouji stroke that arrow... 

“What a wonderful moon” Hikari exclaim when the same cheerful voice,  maybe a little bit cheerful that the usual “you should rest, go to bed earlier tonight” 

As if he want that,  between the eyes of the lights and the lies of the crown it was the Kingdom, if something allowed him not to drown was his duty, his work, the only vow that he hadn't  broken, so he devoted himself, he worked late, hardly and constand.

“ If you need rest go to your room” he smiled stacking a pile of papers that could totally wait until next morning “ This is important Hikari”  He lied, in the corner of his eye it was Yamato, of course, silence Yamato guarding the door in the room when only he and his sister where, if only, if this time she would let them alone 

“Is not as important brother, you know...” a little red appear on her sister cheeks “this moon is a powerful augury, this night  could be the night” 

“The night?” 

“You know…” It was not the presence of his sister what bothered him, sometimes he felt that Hikari did not exist anymore, they had somehow replaced the sweet girl who was scared of the shadows, the annoying young woman who scolded him about his manners, who joked, who laughed, for one more of them, an endless recital of light proverbs, a tool for their scams  “because it such a beautiful full moon” she mamble 

“ the moon?” but behind her rosy cheeks Taichi somehow saw a glimpse of his little sister “ should I let my work because of the moon?” 

“Brother!” Hikari was there “You may not know, but the moon is a light vessel, its dictade the fluctuations of the soul, enlight the spirit, especially those from  women” she avoided his eyes “and I don't ask you to quit your job, just to focus on one of greater importance” 

Taichi late a minute to catch up on her words “What you want Kari?”

“Is not about what a i want brother! is more about what I know” she lowered her voice Was she trying to prevent Yamato from listening to them? 

“I dont think you know as much as you think”

“I have been studying the texts, I have looked at the stars, I have prayed every day since your return, I have ..."  she stuttered "I have monitored the fluctuations in the queen's body, believe me, toning must be the night”  the knight at the door turn around 

He stand up, livid in anger and shame  “you have no right!”

“Brother!” 

“Dont you dare!” he feels the rage burning his skin “Dont call me brother when you act like nothing more that a priest!”

“I only want the best for you!”

“The best for me? is this the best for me? did I look like the best I had been? HOW?! How you have time for stars and book and prayers when you are watching me all day?!”

“I´m not…”

“Yes you are! Do you think i don´t know? that I´m stupid?! You are here talking about trues and life and you lie and kill”

“I never…”

“You are killing me Hikari, don´t you see? all this pat that your light draw end with my death” he laughs, sitting again “ you are just like the rest of them, are you still my sister Hikari? are something of you still there?”

“What do you mean? of course im your sister”

 “Then talk to me,  ask me if I want any of this, act as if you care when I´m suffering!”

“Of course I care! but brother you must know, suffering is how we gains forgiveness, sacrifice  will give us the eternal paradise, is the only way for The Light to enter in our souls “ the words of a priest, Hikari spoke with such a devotion, Taichi was sure she believes every single line “Only through suffering can we atone our sins”

“what do you know about my sins?”

she said nothing but her eyes move to the door 

“Live me alone sister” His voice drop a shadow between them 

“I cant…I have orders ”

“orders from who? You are nothing more than a lady of the court” 

“I´m a sister of The Light!”

 “No you are not! you are  a tool! a pretty face that they train to recitate old passage! They haven't even let you give the votes!, did you know why? “ he stand up “because you are the princess of the mountains, you are the key to our parents titles and everything than you are doing to me sister, they are gonna force on you too!  and I remind you I'm still the damn King of all the living land and I command you to leave me alone!”

She shook and tremble, her little body looked like it would broke 

“Yes your majesty”  a little bow, not a single tear  “ I must inform you that the queen is waiting for you on your chamber” she walk out,  not before calling Yamato to follow her,  finally leaving him alone.

And felt alone indeed, not Hikari or Yamato turn back to looked at him when they walk away, he knew he had lost his sister, it was not sudden; slowly the claws of The Light had dragged her for years until they took control of her entire body, there was nothing he could do to get her back, but Yamato … 

Taichi leaves his study and walked with the head up and stop in front of the door with no guards, sacrifice would bring him paradise. 

Sora was sitting near to the window, holding a book she wasn't reading, it wasn´t even midnight when her husband appear. 

“You are late” you stupid, stupid man 

“I know” she didn't expect him to talk back, he never did,  He took so long but finally walked until her and took her hand, one knee on the floor “I need to know, did you want a son? is really your wish or is a mandate of The Light?” 

She move with confusion, only Taichi ever ask for what she want 

“I want a heir, I don't want the legacy of my father to died with me” he expect sincerity “and I… I wish for a baby, I want to be a mother it has nothing to do with The Light” 

“ fine, then I'm gonna need your word” 

“My word?” she was used to be ignore by him, but this? Taichi suddenly care and for onces she was completely lost 

“Yes, the promise that you won't kill me as soon as you have a heir” 

“I would never do that!” she rush and dear heaven he touch her shoulder; he had no right, when was the last time anyone touch her? was that his fear? that was what was holding him back?  a hope that she thought dead blooms 

“Promise me that you won't let them kill him” a stupid woman for a stupid man “Promise me….” 

“And what about the promises you made to me?  what about your lies? how you dare to ask me for anything!” 

“You need it to be my son” who was that men? why the sudden confidence? “promise me that you won't let them kill him”  he repeat “promise me that Yamato would be alright” the audacy

She thought in refuse, but only the fools fight a battle already lost. 

“You have my word” she didn't need his heart anyway, she only needs his body, his  touch, his hands, his strong arms took her and carried to their bed “But you must never lie to me again” 

That's smile, he closed his eyes and stroked her skin, what a horrible way to be a gentleman, if only she care, if only they had not already passed the point of no return. 

 She undress herself, he do the same. 

If it was a defeat, she hope every failure in life feels that good

[syinisuga]

☆Forbiden Fantasy☆

Part 4

Namjoon x Reader

WereWolf x CEO'sDaughter

Genre: Angst->Smut->Fluff

Word Count: Alot of Words

Warning: there is angst present in this story so prepare your heartue. The smut in this is kinda extreme rated 21+ and the fluff part is well.... fluff.. lol im sorry i'm not good with the warnings

A/N: this part turned out to be longer than expected so i had to make it in to part 4 and 5.. since i'm using my phone to post, i cant insert any links.. im so sorry but the internet line here is shit..but make sure you read both... i hope you enjoy it anyways! Thank you for continuesly following my series!! I love you guys! 💕💜💞 😊

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The smell of wet earth hits my nose,the feeling of fingers scratching my head in a relaxing motion and the sound of a steady heart beat clear in my ear as i shift slightly to lift my head up.

"Good morning" he speaks in his raspy morning voice and pecks me on the nose.

"Mmmm good morning~" i reply back with a light grunt.

"Still tired baby?"

"Nooooo~ just feels nice being cuddled up in your arms~~"

"Well we have to get up and leave now, i need to take you to your father" he giggles slightly.

"Okaayyy~ but can we please stay like this for a liiitttllee longerrr~~" i mumble into his chest and wrigle up closer, burrying my face into his neck.

"No baby we can't, not now at least.. once all this is over we can cuddle all you want okay? Right now we are in a war with the HellVamps remember?" He asks, moving my messed up hair out of my face.

"Ouh yea...mmmmm" i growl and sit up straddling him as i strecth myself, completly forgeting that i was still naked and so was he.I notice him bite his lip when i open one eye while stretching.

"What?"

"You trying to turn me on right now baby?, cause it's totally working" he speaks in a low seductive voice causing me to look down at my body finally realising.

I scramble off of him and grab his shirt of the ground and cover myself up.

"S-stop staring at me~" i say softly, filled with embarasement, hugging my body tight and my back turned to him.

"Haha don't worry baby, i was only joking.. we currently don't have time for that again, last night was satisfying enough.. well for now at least" his deep voice in my ear as he kisses my shoulder and goes to pick up his pants from off the ground where he had discarded them the night before.

He gets half dresses and reaches his hand out gesturing for me to give him back his shirt. I pick my own clothes of the ground before taking his off and handing it to him. We both get dressed and he leads me through the forest and out finally reaching headquarters aka my home. I get inside my father's office to see my dad seated at his desk, head rested on the table, and his face seemed as though he wasn't able to sleep at all till a few moments ago. I walked slowly towards his desk and shook him slightly to wake him.

"Dad.. dad wake up.."

"Huh y/n?" He lifted his head up and rubed his eyes.

"Y/N!! Oh thank god you're safe!" He jumped up from his chair and hugged me tight.

"I thought i lost you too.." he started wheeping on my shoulder, holding me close.

"H-hey dad... don't worry.. i'm safe, i'm here now okay?" I said rubbing his back to reassure him, trying to hold back my tears as i felt his on my shoulder.

"I'll never let those discusting monsters take you again okay?" He said gripping onto my shoulders thightly as he pulled away from thw hug to look at me straight in the eyes.

I flashed a smile at him and we both sat down.

"Are you hungry? Do want anything? I can get you something?" My father blurts out.

"No no dad, im fine... its just..."

"What it is y/n?" My father asks a little concern.

"The Count HellVamp....he told me everything.. about me, who i am...what i am" i spoke softly, my gaze fixed on my father's expression as it changes slightly.

"S-so you know... everything?"

"Yes..."

"Then you also know why me and mother raised you that way... keeping your identity a secret from you"

"Yes i know dad, don't worry.. in not upset... i just wished you told me more about mum instead of changing thw topic everytime i ask about her.."

"Haha... your mother.. she was really something else.." he starts as a smile errupts on his face.

He walks towards the huge potrait of her that he had hung in his office. Stopping right infront of it and stares up at her picture with a sad yet sweet smile on his face as his mind flashes back to the times when they were together.

"She was my everything, my world. I loved her so much.. i still do.." he chuckles sadly.

"And i couldn't do anything to save her... i tried..but..." tears start forming at the corners of his eyes again and i walk over to him and place my hand on his shoulder.

"But i won't let that happen to you. I'll protect you.. i promised your mother i will.." he smiles at me.

I simply return his smile with mine and he looks over my shoulder to see Namjoon who was standing quietly by my father's desk, respecting our father daughter moment.

"Namjoon how long till the Blood Moon?" He asks him with a serious tone.

"6 days sir"

"Then we don't have much time.. we have to gather all our Wolves and attack the nest within 6 days or less", my fathers orders as he walks towards Namjoon.

"Yes sir", Namjoon answers.

"Dad let me come along.. i want to help.. eventhough i wasn't in that place for too long i still now somethings about it.. let me come!" I requested with a glint of hope in my voice.

"Y/N are you crazy? We won't let you back in there, it's too dangerous!-"

"Then train me! I mean i am a half WereWolf which means i do posses some WereWolf traits if not all right?? Train me! I'm a fast learner! Pleaseee let me come along!" I cut Namjoon off and added on suggestions to get them to let me help them on this war of freedom.

Namjoon and my father looked at each other for a  moment before my father looked back at me. He places a stray strand of hair behind my ear and looks at me with loving eyes and smiles slightly at me.

"Just like your mother... brave amd strong.." he finishes and turn towards Namjoon.

"I'm giving you full responsibility to train her. We don't have much time so give her all the nessesary training, self defense and all that. You know what to do. Proceed as ordered".

"Yes sir" Namjoon answers trying to contain a smile on his face when my father asks him to train me.

I stood behind my father and secretly gave Namjoon a cute yet sexy wink and all he could do was smile and lower his head.

"Then we start training right away. Y/N, downstairs training hall, 5 minutes." He orders sternly and walks out of the room.

I giggle excitedly at my father and run out to get in to proper training gear and walk down to the training hall in the basement. I walk into the training hall to find a sweaty, sexy hot Namjoon doing sit ups. When he notices me walk in he smirks at me and sits up catching his breath slightly, catching his breath.

"Ready for training Y/N?"

"Ready if you are Joonie~" i say with a smile.

He gets up and walks towards me and stop right infront of me, scanning by body from top to bottom, my body clothed in a pair of black workout tights, black tank top and black knuckle protection gloves.

"Lesson one, defence. Punch me."

"Well isn't that fun" i joke with a smirk and swing my left arm to punch his face, only to be blocked and put in a reverse arm hold, my back against his chest as he holds my arm in a reverse lock.

"Be quick, and look directly in your opponents eyes to read their next move." He growls in my ear and lets me go.

I shake my arm slightly from the tight hold and put my hands back up to continue. The lesson goes on with stamina training, punching and kicking lessons and more defense lessons till i was all worked out.

"Well done baby, you did extremely well for your fisrt training. At this rate, you could be a full trained HellVamp hunter in 2 days", he comments as he wipes his swest of his forehead, eyeing my sweaty figure across the room with a smirk.

"Well i have an amazing trainer so i'm not suprised" i reply back with a smirk.

He turns away shaking his head with a chuckle as an idea brews in my head. I slowly move in to position from where im standing to run towards him in order to tackle him to the ground into a hold. I set my gaze as Namjoon is still unaware with what i was about to do. I run towards him with a loud war cry only to be tackled, flipped on my back and pinned down on the floor by him.

"Ouch damnit. I almost had you." I said looking up at him, my hands pin down beside my head by his large hands.

"Haha well i'm not the head hunter here without a reason you know, you need to do a better job than that if you want me to be in the position you're in right now" he answers with pride, a dirty smirk slightly present as he looks down at my body pinned down beneath him.

"Soooo~ you planning to let me go or?~" i ask teasingly at him.

"Mmm i don't know.. i kind of really like this veiw of you trapped in my hold under me like this" he speaks softly and seductively, adding a smirk and a wink.

My body immediately starts to burn with desire at his words, squirming slightly to get free from his strong grasp.

"I-i thought you asked to wait after all this is over?"

"Maybe i'm a little.... impatient" he whispers the last word in my ear sending shivers down my back.

"W-what are you going to do?" I asks slightly intrigued.

"I'm... going... to... TICKLE YOU!!" he shouts like a kid and begins tickling me.

"Ahahahahhaa Joonieeee!! Hahahaha Joonie ahahh!!" I laughed and squirmed around trying to get away from him only to be pulled back.

"Nu-uh you're not going anywhere!!" He plays and continues to tickle me till i'm almost at the verge of crying of laughing so much.

He then rolls down laying beside me as we both laugh at each other. He turn to me with that gorgeous dimpled smile of his and winks cutely.

"I love you" he says softly

"I know you do, you'd be crazy if you didn't" i teasing joked to which i earned a loud laughed.

We both sat there laughing with each other for a little while after before getting back up to continue my training. Throught out the three day training i managed to harness my WereWolf strength and speed, becoming and equally strong hunter just like Namjoon. The only thing i couldn't do was morf into a WereWolf like him since i'm just a half. Still being strong and ready as ever, i gathered along side Namjoon and the other WereWolf hunters for the planed meeting that night to destroy all the HellVapms so that the city could be at peace at last. The meeting was dispersed with the final words from my father.

"Tonight, our city shall be free! Tonight we destroy those monsters!!" My father exclaimed, followed by cheers and battle cries from everyone.

Walking into my fathers office to look at my mother and gain some strength and motivation, my father walks in. He smiles at me before speaking.

"So how long have you and Namjoon been together?" I almost chocked at his question.

"W-what.. h-how?.."

"Haha don't be afraid Y/N, i noticed how you two were behaving around each other when you were training.."

"S-so... you're not.. mad?"

"Why would i be? I mean to be honest with you..  WereWolves are irresistable", he whispers and we both laugh at his statement.

"Don't worry my daughter, i will see to it that you two are together after all this is over", he says in a reassuring voice, kissing my forehead and smiles sweetly at me.

"Sir, we're ready" Namjoon states standing in the door frame.

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To be continued

Part 1|Part 2|Part 3|Part 4|Part 5|Part 6

[sognaaradventures]

Well my friend and I decided after our failed BDR debacle it was time we redeem ourselves. We set out from Riverside popped on to Hwy 38 after slabbin it on the freeway for a bit...Im buzzin along on my wee lil 450 well my buddy is cruising along on his 701 We make our way up hwy 38 for a bit and then turn off the slab to make our way through the unknown conditions of the jeep trail.. We start meandering our way up the trail through deep puddles and wet trail conditions.

We come across a group of offroaders in their brand new RAM trucks powered by the Almighty cummins engine. I have the same truck but I wouldn't be drivin it like they did offroad unless it was a dedicated expo rig. Their efforts were stopped when they reached a boulder almost in the middle of the trail so let us pass. We pass them and pull over to see if we all as a group can move the boulder over. Boulder 1 Guys 0... who knew boulders were so heavy  but it worked out they were able to squeeze through

We make our way up the trail and all is well until we hit the snow..... But who are we to let some snow stop us... I mean we are adventure riders after all aren't we?

My bike doesn't have a nice easy throttle you can feather, its either nothing or a whole lot of something  The snow starts to get more and more deep and Im constantly spinning my way through it sliding all over the place trying to crab walk the bike through 20 miles of this stuff I keep spinning out and getting stuck my buddy and I are constantly trying to get the bike out of the hole I keep digging myself.

When you've dropped your bike 1 too many times throughout the day just take a seat and enjoy the views

Just shortly after we got the bike up and got going again I loose traction and drop the bike it was starting to get a bit ridiculous

Well at least the bikes look cool in the snow you can see my friend in the  background lowering his tire psi as did I. It did help with traction but it still was very icy. 

After 8 hours of riding in the snow falling down and having the bike land on me several times. I got the point where I needed a break and couldn't ride in the snow anymore. After all the times the bike had fallen the last time was the kicker. I was beat , the battery was dead (from the trailtech fan running when the bike was off) and the carb was flooded. I couldnt continue to kick start the bike so we were towing it with the other bike well I walked next to it. After a minutes of this trudging through the snow two trucks pull up behind us.... Alas a miracle... the guy asked if we needed help and offered to throw the bike in the back of his truck. I immediately starting removing all the bags off the bike. I didnt want him to grow impatient and leave us lol. with 5 people made easy work of loading the bike up in the truck. I hoped inside and was immediately relieved I didn't have to fall another time on the icy trail... who knew Ice hurts so much   ..... It was also getting dark and much colder. We make our way down the trail descending towards Angelus Oaks we come around a sharp bend and meet 2 tacomas working their way up. My new friend tries to move over but the snow is too deep off to the side and on the other side is a cliff so thats not gonna work out too well for us Since the tacomas were better equipped then us they back down the hill a little bit to a turn out and we proceed to pass them.

We talked to them for a few mins it was the same guys I saw earlier in the day. They thought we were brave for riding bikes in the snow. That was a nice way of putting it lol...jk I wouldn't have anything less then adventure on my rides. We keep working our way down to Angelus Oaks finally made it to some pavement. Alas what do I see............its a general store I hadn't had the chance to eat all day and hadn't had enough water. I pop in there and buy $20 worth of snacks and start refueling myself. The guys unload the bike while I try to warm up a bit inside the truck. I had been sitting all day in freezing temps... Not a good combination.. The guy who had the truck that the bike was loaded in got the bike fired up immediately and did a little rip in the parking lot. He grew up riding and hadn't been a few years. So rippin around in the parking put a big grin on his face. He joked that was his payment for hauling the bike downt he mountain... We talked for a few minutes and thanked him many times as I would not have not been able to get down that mountain if it wasn't for him. I offered to buy him dinner but he refused saying he was just happy to help plus they had plans to go to the casino and do the buffet. How can I argue with that... It was great meeting Tom and his wife they were very nice people. We exchanged contact info so we could ride in the future. 

We parted ways heading down hwy 38 towards Yucaipa to hit interstate 10... Oh great this again on my lil 450 lol... We cruise for a bit its been a long day Im sore and my muscles are cramping. We ride for a a bit and pull off into a starbucks to get something warm and unwind for a few minutes.... Don had been helping me all day get my bike through the snow so the least I could do was buy him a coffee.... We look at our GPS and we still have a 1.5 hour ahead of us to get to our hotel in 29 palms...  It has been a long day

We depart the warmth of starbucks and head east on I10 its coooold and its windy but wait once we pop on Hwy 62 to head to 29 palms it gets colder and windier lol Its about 10 pm and we finally pull into the hotel... It seems like the last 10 miles took hours to ride. A hot meal and a warm bed sound so nice but when you ride its not that quick to go to bed. We had to pull our saddle and tank bags off....finally all our gear is inside and I can kick my boots off and eat some pizza. Don and I remissness about our adventures we went through to get here.

I slept very well and woke up the next day semi refreshed but very sore lol.... We head out to Joshua Tree to a little breakfast place I have been to several times... Crossroads Cafe....they have really high quality food with big portions. I ordered "Mike's Mess" a scrambled egg dish with bacon potatoes topped with Cheddar cheese and sour cream... That was a great way to start the day

I pulled up my Caltopo map for the National Parks and it showed a dirt trail that goes through the park and hits I10... After charging up our electronics, body and soul we head out to Joshua Tree NP... Once we get there park ranger had some sad news for us..... The dirt road is closed due to all the rain..... So we just rode through the main road on the Park. We enjoyed the sights and make our way towards interstate 10... Once we hit the 10 I told down Don there is a road we can take that heads towards Mecca but looks like there is a dirt trail off of that road. So we start making our way to the trail head... shortly after we start Don honks his horn at me so I pull over and pulls up next to me. I wondered what happen and he says that he lost the bolt that holds his clutch perch in.... luckily he carries some spare bolts while he getting his tools and bolts out.... Don says watch your 6 and so I subtly turn around and a man appeared out of nowhere. This guy is just standing there with his arms crossed maybe 100-200 ft away from us.... The guy stands in 1 spot for several minutes and my hair is raising up on my arms I dont really like this situation... the guy starts working his way towards us slowly very slowly in a roundabout way.... finally hes very close to his and says we were like ninjas and just rolled up on him... I had a weird feeling about this guy we got geared up and go the hell outta there lol... The sad news was the road to Mecca was closed most likely it got washed out with all the rain they have been having..

Since we hadn't had an opportunity to hit any dirt today we planned to go ride on the bradshaw trail. ... We get going again on I10 and the winds are just relentless blowing up to 65+ mph and I am getting blown all over the place and have to heavily compensate with my riding posture to stay in a straight line.. We pull off the freeway to hop in the 111 to get down to the sultan see where the bradshaw trail starts...... We pull up to the light and I hear squeaking, the light turns green and I try to get going and the bike stalls.... thats weird.... we pull up to another light I hear squeaking again... I yell to Don I think my brake is locked up.... we pull off the road and guess what...my brake is locked up... we cant seem to get a break.... So its time to do some Macgyvering we try to free up the brake but no such luck... So we end up removing the brake pad and tie up the caliper against the swingarm so it doesn't hit the disc Its getting late and Don and I have responsibilities to attend to so we hit the freeway again.... The wind had gotten even worse. I rode for maybe 30 miles but I was getting blown around more and more and it was starting rain ice cold rain. So I deiced to pullover at a rest stop and that I would get the bike towed and ride with the driver because at the end of the day its not worth dying over to ride home in bad conditions. I had a great time and wanted to thank Don for helping me with getting the bike back vertical all day playing in the snow. I cant wait for the next trip. Also they are not on here but I wanted to thank Tom and the other strangers for helping us and loading the bike in his truck there was no way i could have made it off the mountain that night without them.

[skinksprite]

At least one person wanted to read my horrible self insert fic so now you all have to suffer

So it’s just a throwaway project that I occasionally go back to every so often, and I just write without caring too much about characterization or anything (which means we quietly ignore the fact that these characters would have zero reasons to speak to me in a civil manner, we just accept it). The bits I tried to string together into a plot are on ff.net here, and I’ve linked to chapter eight, which is the point where I came back to it and it goes from your normal ‘oh cool im in a videogame!’ self insert gig into ‘reality kicks in and everything goes to shit, you’ll probably die soon’ territory. Personally I’d like to ignore everything that came before it because it takes way too long to get to the good parts, and I wrote those early chapters when I was much younger. *shrug* Descriptive blood and gore start happening in that chapter, because I had to kill a Sarafan, and then other nasty things go wrong.

Anyway have two (stupidly long) bits from this huge disorganized 17k word file I’ve got floating around still. The second bit is my favorite, it is also horrible and involves blood. Lemme know if you want more, because there’s a couple other sequences I’m fond of that aren’t properly strung together.

The weather was absolute hell. The air of the swamp was already warm and unbearably humid, making it difficult to breathe, and the downpour didn't help things. My hood was down. Water in my face was only slightly more tolerable than a soggy piece of cloth on top of my head. The cooler mud came halfway up to my knees, and the wound in my leg was screaming from the strain. If my shoes weren't tightly strapped on, they would have been lost to the sea of muck by now. It went up my pant legs and into my socks, and my feet were beginning to go numb. I had already tripped up several times in exhaustion, and I was covered in grime and my own blood, the roots and stones hiding beneath the mud giving me scrapes on my arms and face.

The sword became heavier with each passing minute, and all I wanted to do was to collapse somewhere solid and never get up.

So that's what I did. It took awhile for me to get up onto the slab of rock without tripping and hitting my head, as the wet moss made it slick and difficult to get a decent grip. The sword clattered out of my grip and almost slid into the mud, and I bumped my hand in order to save it. I laced my fingers through the decorative tassels so that I wouldn't have to concentrate on holding it any more, and sprawled out on the wet, rough boulder, desperately trying to catch my breath.

"Why" I abruptly half-wheezed, half-barked. The unfinished question was: 'Why am I doing this, why am I even here, and why can I never get enough time for a proper shower.'

Or maybe some food. Food would be nice. I'd been lamenting the loss of Adonathiel's pack the entire trip, but there wasn't enough time to go back and get it. What was important was that Vorador was ressurected, and probably teleported himself far away from the advancing Sarafan troops.

I felt my eyes get heavy. I don't think hanging upside down like that for so long was any good for me. I might have still been slightly concussed too. The only thing that kept me from fully going into sleep, was this annoying clanking noise on the edges of my hearing.

'Oh shit.'

My eyes snapped open and I immediately flipped myself off the rock, crouching into the muck to hide myself from the handful of Sarafan currently trudging in my general direction. I flipped up my hood and had to suppress a whine, as it dumped a load of watery muck all over my head and down my face. I was entirely saturated in the sludge, and it was unlikely that they would be able to tell the difference between me and another rock or rotted stump.

'I bet Vorador rarely makes the distinction! Ha!'

They passed slowly, struggling as they dragged along in their heavy armored boots.

"I don't think it was wise to leave the town unguarded."

"How so? Most everyone has moved away, and the fiend had fallen long ago."

The conversation fell out of focus, as I realized that I was slowly sinking. It was gradual, so gradual that I didn't notice it until now, but they needed to get a move on. I didn't come this far only to drown.

"What do you say we take a rest, Captain? Over there, on those rocks."

My eyes widened. I lifted my head just far enough to see that asshole pointing in my direction.

There was no way that I could adjust now.

They trudged their way over and did much the same thing that I did, their armor making it even more difficult to get a decent foothold. The Captain himself stood, refusing to sit, but the rest of them sprawled out on the rocks like basking lizards.

I heard a familiar clattering noise, and nearly jumped when I felt something sharp poke my shoulder.

"Ah, almost lost it..."

My mind screamed for me to move, to run, to do SOMETHING, but I forced myself still. I had to wait. There was no way in hell that I'm going to get captured by the Sarafan. God help me if they figured out that I'd already killed one of their patrolmen not two nights ago.

I discreetly straightened my back. It was up to my neck now.

The Captain himself seemed impatient and paced over to my side. Immediately I was yanked back down as his foot came down on the sword still tied to my hand underneath the mud. I craned my neck to keep my face above the enroaching stagnant filth, desperately trying not to make any noise while I struggled for air. I held back a gag as it crept up my chin and over my lower lip.

"Alright you lazy sods, we have to get back before sundown. Get a move on."

The Sarafan finally moved away, and my arm no longer felt like it was about to be twisted off.

The soilder above me sighed and slid off the rock.

His pike was extended out to his side as he did this, and it unfortunately bumped my shoulder.

"NGHCK" I choked, immediately hunching forward and away from the blade. Unfortunately, I had just submerged the rest of my face into the swamp water, and now there were eight alert sarafan who would no doubt hear me if I came back up for air.

I wrestled with myself to keep still and slow down my heart while they looked about, unable to find me.

"We should get moving. It was probably just some swamp creature."

They thankfully slid away and out of sight through the curtain of moisture, and I scrambled up out of the muck, gasping for breath. My shoulder was burning horribly, and I could feel the hot blood seeping into my already wet clothes, mingling with the horrid swamp water.

I needed to get somewhere dry, and soon. Lord knows what sort of terrible diseases were lingering in the water here, and the massive gash in my shoulder was already saturated with it.

The only good thing about this encounter, was that I knew that Ushtenheim was close, and that there wasn't anybody there.

The trek up the mountain paths were just as terrible. It was no longer raining, but it had gotten slightly chillier, and the stones were still slick. I'd left a trail behind me for quite a while before the mud finally dried, but I was too exhausted to care. It was literally an uphill battle. I was thankful that there was an actual path  up there, and that I didn't need to have spiderman powers to scale walls.

Amusingly enough, when I looked closely at them, there were little rounded indents in sets of twos and threes. It was a five hundred year old approximation of 'Raziel was here'.

I stirred beneath the sheets in the old bed, and pulled the covers up higher. I wasn't sure why I was still awake. It was still in the dead of night.

I was just about done with my sweep of the library. Predictably, the older pens I'd found quickly wore out. I made a new pen out of Janos' feather, hoping that perhaps vampire feathers would last way longer than normal feather pens. I figured I'd stay for an extra night or so before I made my way back down the mountain. I knew that I'd have to get used to a lot of traveling on foot, but it didn't mean that I enjoyed it.

The feeling of being watched wormed it's way up my spine, and I couldn't go back to sleep despite how tired I was.

"Might as well continue studying..." I mumbled, crawling out of bed. I really can't make this a habit...

The aerie was freezing at night. I struggled to control the shaking in my writing hand, despite the roaring fire I'd set up in the fireplace. I cursed as I nearly knocked over my ink. This wasn't working.

"What are you doing here?"

I jumped and flailed a little, fumbling with my pen as I broke into a harder fit of shivers. I looked up to see the disapproving face of Vorador.

He was a truly intimidating figure, especially with the intense light of the fire highlighting his face from underneath, setting his sharp eyes aglow. His eyes narrowed when I focused a second too long on the stripe of scar tissue encircling his neck.

My tired, frozen mind couldn't catch up fast enough. I found myself hanging from his fist by my collar. His eyes pierced mine. I could barely comprehend what was happening at the moment. I don't think I ever really came to terms with the reality of my situation.

"Are you mute, human? Speak."

I made a few choked sounds in an attempt to talk through my chattering teeth before getting any coherent sentences out.

"N-no. J-just st-tudyi-ngck."

He snorted skeptically, eyeing the feather loosely clutched in my trembling hand. "Do you realize who this place belongs to?"

I fought through a particularly violent set of shivers. How the hell could anybody live here with nights like these? And this was just spring!

"y-y-Janos Aud-dron. I-I'm S-sorry if you'd exp-pected s-superstition to k-keep this place vac-cant. I was only visiting."

"Tresspassing."

"If-f it's any c-consol-lation, I'm sure he w-wouldn't want his knowlege t-to g-go to waste."

My hand went numb, and the feather fell, an errant breeze scooting it dangerously close to the fireplace. I jerked in it's direction, mentally pleading with it not to go any closer to the flames. As if in response, it inched even closer.

His fist wrenched even tighter, and I was forced to face him again. "And why would you think that?"

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Dismayed, I watched as the cool breeze scooted the feather into the fire, where it curled up into itself like a dying creature.

"No, wai-!"

My words were swallowed by the overpowering racket of the teleportation spell.

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The most unpleasant sound imaginable raked across my very being, like metal nails on a chalkboard, or repeatedly biting into something frozen that's still in it's package, the sensation painfully buzzing in my bones and setting my nerves on fire. My body wracked with spasms as I was thrown, skidding onto the floor and into a wall. My vision was made entirely of negatively colored swirls and spots, and my ears rang loudly. My head throbbed.

Apparently it wasn't quite Adonathiel's magic that was faulty. It's just that magic didn't do very well with me. Maybe it was because where I came from had no obvious magic like here.

When I regained awareness of my body, I realized I was being dragged haphazardly by the back of my clothes, like a misbehaving toddler in overalls. I winced, immediately curling my arms back into myself, trembling as the back of my hands stung from being ground against the stone floors. I had no clue where I was, it was far too dark to see.

I groaned.

"Ah, you're awake. Good. She's taken a liking to ones who can still scream."

Vorador.

"I have to stop getting myself captured."

I could practically hear his smirk.

"You're a strange one. I've no idea what sort of sorcery you've been using girl, but at the very least this will put a stop to it."

"I don't know any magic!"

I could feel the back of my shirt tighten. The collar of my shirt was starting to chafe my neck.

"Don't play stupid. It's disgusting."

"Look, it's not what I do, it's where I came from. Magic always goes really wrong around me."

"Hmn."

"What's going to happen to me?"

Silence.

I pursed my lips.

The darkness was almost impenetrable. We came to a stop, and the loud protests of a heavy metal door scraped against my senses, only heightening the creeping panic that was trying to claw it's way up my spine.

A frenzied panting echoed off the walls, and I lifted my head, barely making out two, red, dimly glowing points.

I was thrown again, into the center of the room, gasping as I felt the stitches in my back tug.

I lay there on the floor, listening.

The panting was getting closer. And closer. It suddenly stopped.

My own breathing quickened and my skin pricked with the thought of imagined horrors creeping ever closer to me.

A gust of breath swept past my ear in a deep hiss and I nearly jumped out of my skin, immediately scrambling backwards into something clammy and cold.

A pair of violet eyes, wreathed in red approached. I squeezed my eyes shut against it.

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I winced as a clawed hand worked it's way into my scalp. I was shaking constantly now, having been on edge and awake for... for what felt like a whole day. I think. It was a wonder I haven't dropped dead from fright. Everything made me jump out of my skin.

It hadn't killed me yet. I was like a mouse in the paws of a playful cat, battered, shaken, but not dead.

My eyes had slowly adjusted to the near pitch back, and I was capable of 'feeling' the shadows and outlines of certain things. Otherwise, I might as well have been blind. I could see it's eyes clearly though, and it served as the only source of illumination in the entire room.

I did my best not to move. Every twitch, every hitch of breath would peak it's interest. I made the mistake of suddenly scooting my foot out from under me once, and it tackled me, eager, waiting for me to move again. It wasn't as if I COULD move very much after that. My arm was obviously broken. Moving would only make things hurt even worse.

Lately it had taken to playing with my hair and scratching at my head. I clenched my jaw as an errant claw pierced my scalp again.

I began trembling as a set of footsteps echoed beyond the heavy door.

It tensed behind me, and it's claws buried themselves in my skin. A gasp of pain escaped my nose as my arm shifted.

Light and slightly fresher air flooded the musty chamber, and I had to squint to keep it from hurting my eyes.

Vorador stepped in, dragging behind him a barely conscious man.

He seemed incredibly surprised to find me alive.

"It seems Umah has taken a liking to you."

Umah? I almost turned, but as soon as the thought crossed my mind she had brought me closer to her body possessively, like a toddler holding on to a toy. I cried out from behind my teeth. A low hiss blew past my ear.

Vorador chuckled. "You are lucky to have survived this long, human. You may just come away from this with your life."

He tossed the man in and the door shut behind him, plunging me back into darkness.

Umah released me, I assumed she meant to eat the man. His painful howling confirmed my thoughts. But he wasn't dead. His cries had died down to a low moan. There was a shuffling, and then I jumped as something heavy was deposited in my lap.

I wanted to cry. The weight of a human head in your hands never quite leaves you.

Warmth slowly seeped onto my legs and I realized he was still bleeding.

I heard her growl in agitation. I was confused, too shocked and upset to think.

More shuffling, and the weight was lifted, only to be pressed into my arms. I couldn't help the hitch and sob in the back of my throat. My arm throbbed. I knew what she wanted now. Like a cat presenting a dead lizard, she wanted me to kill. To feed.

A dry sickness welled up in my gut. I licked my cracking lips, to no avail. The sides of my mouth ached from trying to produce saliva. The horror froze me, and an even more disgusting thought bubbled up beneath my despair.

I hadn't had anything to drink in almost two days.

My stomach flopped.

'How many potential mistakes can you make in a day? We knew our chances the minute we got here.'

My body trembled, and the vague dizziness that had come and gone came into focus.

I was breathing hard now, the pressure of my choice, however appalling, weighing down on me. Either drink, or get torn apart for refusing.

She hissed again, and the choice was taken from me, the man's neck forced into my face. I was overwhelmed with the metallic tang of blood. My good hand came up to the other side of his neck, feeling torn flesh. Umah didn't let him drop as I held my breath and began swallowing, trying not to taste it.

I began sobbing. The man accidentally jostled my arm as he spasmed, close to death, and my jaws clamped down, my teeth scouring new channels for the blood to flow from.

Umah finally let go, and I coughed, feeling myself dry heave. I pushed the corpse off my lap. She seemed satisfied with my compliance, and returned to 'stroking' my head, ignoring my crying. She was kneeling in front of me, that unthinking, curious look on her face, tinged with the closest approximation to a warm smile. Something changed then. Her hand retreated from my face, and the expression in her eyes shifted to confusion.

My head felt weird, and I could barely see the shadows of her eyes. It was hard to breathe. I was dimly aware of the fact that my vision was fading before unconsciousness greeted me once again.

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My head hurt.

'My head hurts'

"My head hurts." I mumbled. My body felt heavy, and thrummed with a vague ache that threatened to cause me pain if I decided to do anything other than existing.

Luminescent eyes found their way into my field of vision.

A low moan of despair rattled in my throat. I tasted copper, and the dried ichor on my face cracked as I immediately withered. I was still here.

"Why won't you kill me?" I whispered.

The dim outline of her features contorted as if pained. "I am sorry."

This was different.

"Umah?"

"I am so sorry."

I tried to move, to sit up, so I could speak to her face, but I was grounded by my painful headache and throbbing limbs. My hand went to grab at my broken arm, and instead of finding the bruised and swollen flesh, I instead found what felt like wood. A splint...?

"Please don't move."

I tensed as I felt her hand lift my broken arm, expecting it to be moved about as carelessly as before. I heard a tearing noise, and she gently placed my arm against me, wrapping it in place.

I saw her eyes turn away from me. A long silence followed afterward.

I took a moment to think the best I could through my pounding head. I was too exhausted to be scared anymore. It was obvious that Umah had been turned, but I never knew her to be the crazed creature from moments...hours? How long was I out? And what changed? Why does she seem so aware now? Why was she in this basement? Maybe it's what vampires were like for a while after turning? Whatever happened, she seems to regret it.

"I don't blame you." I hoarsely whispered.

"No, you should. After I-"

"You weren't yourself. It's... no, it's not fine. But I can't hold you accountable for something you weren't aware of."

"I...-" Her words died on her lips. Another silence fell over us for a while.

"How on earth can you forgive something like that?"

I sighed heavily. "I'm sure if you were... yourself, it wouldn't have happened."

"I remembered you. I don't know why, but I did. I tried to... but it was sick! I-!"

"Stop." I had to take a moment to breathe. "Don't think about it. It's over with."

The painful screeching of the door interrupted another long silence.

Vorador was there again, but he wasn't bearing another human to it's death.

"Good. You've finally come to your senses."

"Master?" Umah squinted against the light.

"Sire." He corrected, "You have the Dark Gift coursing through your body now."

I shifted on the floor and looked towards Vorador. He chuffed.

"Now that the initial phase of your transformation is complete, you may leave the basement. Finish off that poor girl, Umah, we have things we need to discuss."

Umah looked towards me. My mouth, blackened by old blood, was set in a hard line. I had no idea what to expect now.

"Sire, I owe it to this girl to let her live."

"Why? Are you indebted to her?"

Umah looked to the floor for a moment, as though caught in a lie. But when she met his eyes they were more certain than they had ever been, closer to the vampire she was destined to be.

"It's a debt that the both of us owe to her, sire. Without her help, I wouldn't have been able to bring you back."

Vorador's eyes widened in surprise. "I did not see her when I woke."

"She helped to find your head, sire. She had to leave before the Sarafan would follow her here."

He nodded his assent, finding no trace of a lie in his childe's eyes.

'I completely forgot about that...'

"Very well. A life for a life. However, I've never known of any humans who could survive in a room with a newly turned fledgling. Let alone for three days, and without food or water."

'THREE DAYS?!'

"Three-...?!"

At that I felt time catch up to me. The blood and air in my gut churned. My breath left me and I suddenly felt very winded, the sensation of lost time pressing down on me. I felt like I'd been hollowed out.

"How on earth did you do it?"

I grimaced. "Blood is at least 60% water. Rich in protien." I said quietly.

Umah's momentarily panicked face snapped towards me, and I answered it with a small shake of my head. I'd never tell on her.

Vorador's slightly appreciative gaze soured in disgust.

I sighed internally. I had a broken arm, I hadn't had anything of substance in weeks, I'd been slogging around in the freezing mountains and the damp swamp, and I'm pretty sure that the cuts on my back hadn't healed properly. I also had a stranger's blood rolling around in my gut. I fully expected that I would catch the plague and die at any minute.

[littlebitoffanfic]

Always Watching

Fandom: The Hills Have Eyes Characters: Goggle, Lizard, others mentioned Relationship: Goggle/reader Request: I saw you did a Lizard one from THHE and was wondering if you could do a goggle one(he wears the black hat in the movies). He doesn’t want the reader to get involved with the killings because he promised to protect her when they were children. The sun was beating down on your face as you leisurely scaled the rocks, your rucksack bouncing off your back. One you were at the top, you smiled at looked around at the distance. You had been living here and you had adapted well to the environment. Big Brain even joked and said you were born to be here. When you were 7 years old, you had ran away from your abusive parents. You managed to quiet far for a child traveling alone without getting into any trouble. But your parents found you. They beat you and tossed you in the boot of the car. To this day, you thanked the gods for them taking the short cut through the desert. When they hit the spikes, they left you trapped while they had walked around looking for help. You kicked the rear light out, desperate for fresh air. As you looked out, you noticed a figure of a young boy in a bowler hat, hidden between some rocks not too far away. Only about 3-4 meters. You then saw a young girl, about 2 years younger than you come from behind him then two more figures. A thin boy, older and slimmer than the others and a boy who was the tallest but hunch over slightly and, from the shadows, looked to have a deformed head. But you didn’t care. They had seen you kick out the light and were now staring at the boot as if waiting for something to happen. You couldn’t hear you parents so you took the risk. Anything had to be better than this. You reached your hand out through the small hole and the group approached the car, cautiously looking around. You never saw their eyes widen when they saw the ugly bruises and cuts up and down your fragile arm. The space was so small, you couldn’t see when your hand was in the hold. You felt a hand gently touch you, making you flinch away in fear of it being your parents. But then the hand caught yours and you felt how small it was, meaning it couldn’t be your parents. Another hand gently traced the bruises and you felt that a few of the persons fingers were fussed together but you didn’t care. Never, in your life, had anyone touched you without hurting you. It brought you to tears as you retracted your hand and sobbed. “oh, please don’t cry.” A young girl said. “We aint gonna hurt ya.” You looked through the hold to see the girl. Behind her was the other 3 boys and you could see their deformities and mutations now. “Its not you im scared of. You have to leave. They’ll hurt you.” You whispered, scared your parents would hear. “like ta see ‘em try.” The one with the cleft lip said with a raised eye brow as he looked to the boy in the bowler hat. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Or what little he could see. He could only see your eyes and cheeks through the hole. “You have to go, please?” you begged, the heat beginning to take its toll as you became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, the bigger one made a grunting noise and pointed at the boot you were in. “We cant. We gotta speak to Papa first.” The cleft lip one snapped. “We cant leave her here to die.” The girl protested, turning to him as the one in the bowler had nodded in agreement. The boy with the cleft lip looked at each of them, knowing he was out voted and let out a sigh. He walked to the boot and out of your sight and you heard a number of clinks and metal on metal. Bright light filled the darkness and you took a gasp of fresh air. There was a number of gasps as your wounds were visible to the world. Dazed and confused, you felt someone pick you up and carry out. Due to the heat and not eating or drinking in god knows how long, you began to fade in and out of continues. You heard them talk about what to do. Something about their Papa and Mama. The girl said she’d always wanted a sister. You heard a radio buzzing and voices but couldn’t make out what they were saying. You didn’t remember getting to the village but you did remember being placed down in a soft bed with a pillow and soft covers. You opened your eyes as the young girl and the boys began to leave. The one with the bowler hat glanced back and saw your eyes open. He looked after the other but came to your side, a small bit of fear in his eyes. “thank you.” You whispered, smiling up at him. He shook his head and looked at the ground, his way of saying it was nothing. “My names [y/n].” You offered, wanting to at least know one of the children who rescued you. “Goggle.” He muttered, ducking his head down to hid his eyes behind his hat. “Nice to meet you. I like your hat.” You smiled, pushing yourself up to sit. He looked up from under his hat, his eyes mixed with confusion and joy. He then reached up and took off his hat. He didn’t have much hair and now you could look at him properly, you saw the slit-like nostrils and his skin was a patch pink and red over his face and head. But you didn’t care. He had saved you. He and the others. You had seen the worse in your parents, the most vile and disgusting side of humanity. That was 1000 times worse than any sort or mutation. When he saw you smile at him, not flinching or screaming, he frowned quizzically at you. But then he kneeled beside you. “We’re gonna take care of ya. I wont let you get hurt again.” He mumbled, playing with the edge of the hat. You felt so overjoy, you wrapped your arms around his neck, nearly falling off the bed but you didn’t care. He hesitantly returned the hug but then he pulled you closer. From then on, you had been family. They had taken you in instantly when they saw how badly you had been beaten. Mama had fussed over you to no end because you couldn’t walk for a few days. She was distraught that anyone could do this to their child and insisted you would never be hurt again. Ruby was by your side, smiling kindly and offering you help. You didn’t meet Big Brain for the first week due to your lack of mobility but when you did, he seemed to like you. Or, at least, tolerate you for the first while before liking you. Papa and Cyst had dotted on you from the start. Lizard and Pluto made you laugh and would sit with you while you read to them. And then there was Goggle. He was always there, always watching over you to make sure you were okay. Every trip or fall, he would be the first to see to your wounds. As you grew older, you both grew closer and closer. --------------- Which was why you were here now. You saw him sitting at the side of some rocks in the shade as he stared out at the long road with no sign of life. “Hey.” You called, walking up to him and placing your bag on the floor. He jumped, obviously not expecting anyone but smiled the second he saw you. Even though there was about 20 square foot of flat rock, Goggle shimmied over to make room for you to sit next to him. “What ya doing all the way up here?” He asked as you started to rummage through the bag. “Well, I was hungry and I thought you would be too. So I brought you some lunch.” You smiled, handing him a sandwich wrapped in cling film while you took your own out. With a small thank you, the two of you dug in. Although it was a small picnic, it was perfect. Goggle loved your cooking, even if it was only a sandwich. Once you were finished, you lay your head on Goggles shoulder, staring lazily at the road. Both of you had finished your food a while ago and had spent the afternoon enjoying each others company. It was these quiet moments that made you smile and sigh with content. You felt Goggle sit bolt up right. When you opened your eyes, you saw he had grabbed his binoculars and was staring at something through them. You followed his gaze and saw a car in the distance. -----------time skip-------------------------- You let out a frustrated sigh as you stared down at the car. Everything had been going according to plan. They had hit the spikes, they had argued, they had went to go separate ways when the stupid older man ordered they stay where they were. You growled to yourself as you began to pace. It was growing dark. Not that this was necessarily a bad thing. The longer they spent out here, the weaker they got but you were just impatient. You had wanted to spend the evening with Goggle and while that was happening in a way, he had to continually stare down at the people. There were only 6 men. The worse thing was that they had guns. And not just one or two. Each of them had a gun plus a knife. God knows what they were going to do but they were prepared and if they stuck out like this, you would all be waiting a long time till they got weak. You walked up behind Goggle and picked up the radio, an idea coming to your mind. Lizard had been complaining that this was taking too long and Pluto was getting impatient too. Goggle glanced over his shoulder at, his eyes darting to the radio and back. “Just gonna ask Big Brain if he want me to head back.” You smiled sweetly, feeling bad for lying to him but he wouldn’t let you if he knew your plan. You disappeared among the rocks, knowing Goggles hearing wasn’t all that good. “Hey, Big Brain.” You called into the radio. “what?” His wheezy voice replied. “What if I head down there? Act like a damsel in destress and get either some or all of them to follow me. If Lizard, Pluto and Cyst wait in the hills with guns, we can taken them out in the small valley just before the mines. Kinda ambush them.” You spoke, your voice hushed. You heard a pause and then a chuckle. “Atta-girl.” He spoke with a sort of pride in his voice which made you smile. “Sounds a plan.” Lizards voice said over the radio and then the click of a gun and Pluto make a noise of excitement. “We’ll go wait there. Signal?” He asked. “Uh, I’ll try direct their attention to the entrance of the mines and then you guys get them from the back?” You half asked, making sure it was a good plan. “I’ll go too.” Papa said over the radio which confirmed it was a good plan. “Right, I’ll head down now.” You smiled and turned around, only to come face to face with Goggle. “whats going on?” He asked, but you had a feeling he had heard everything so there was no use lying. “I’m going to go down there and act like something bad happened to me. Then lead them into the hills by the mines and the others with ambush them.” You said, avoiding his gaze as you stepped past him but he caught your wrist. “You cant.” He pulled you back a little but you shook your head. You pulled your hand away and went back to the place where your bag was. Every time it came to you getting involved, Goggle would always stop you. “Its already arranged. It’ll be fine. Ive got my gun.” You pulled your gun out of the bag and tucking it in your jeans, using your top to hid it. You also grabbed your water bottle. You stood up and went to start climbing down the rock when he caught your hand again. “Don’t?” His voice was now barley a soft whisper which took you back. Normally these arguments ended with your screaming at each other. You looked back and saw the fear in his eyes. When he senses you saw it, he ducked his head down so his hat covered his eyes. “I cant let you get hurt. I said I wouldn’t.” He mumbled, shrinking into himself as if he was embarrassed. You whole world seemed to freeze as you remembered back to when you were a young girl. To when they found you and saved you. To his promise. And he remembered it. You threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close. He instantly returned the hug, wrapping his arms around your waist and squeezing. You stood there for a few minutes, holding him close till the radio that was on the floor crackled. “[y/n]. we’re in position.” You could almost hear him smirking. You were about to get the radio but Goggle let go of you to dart and pick up the radio. “Tell ‘em you got scared and don’t wanna do it.” He begged, holding the radio out to you and his eyes pleading. You walked up to him and took the radio. “Its not me to scared.” You said calmly before raising the radio to your lips. “Two seconds.” You called over the radio and placing it down on the floor. Goggle was staring at the floor. You then pulled your gun out of your jeans and walked up to Goggle. Reaching out, you took his hand and placed the gun in his palm. His fingers instantly wrapped around the handle as he looked up at you from under his hat. “I trust you with my life, Goggle.” You smiled before turning and darting down the side of the hill. You knew he wouldn’t follow you because he hated running down the hills in case he fell. You, however, were very light on your feet and able to handle it. once you were at the bottom, you ducked and rubbed dirt on your clothes and up the side of your arms and neck. You used the water bottle to pour some water on your face, particularly around your eyes to appear like you had been crying. Once you were satisfied, you let out a high pitch scream. You could still see the men who had been sitting in a small circle by their car and when you screamed, they jumped and looked in your direction. You then ‘stumbled’ out from your hiding stop and pretended to be disoriented. The men seemed to bolt to you, faster than you had ever seen Goggle or Lizard move. When they were close enough, you began to limp towards them. The one who seemed to be the leader ran the quickest and he cupped your cheeks, both taking you by surprise and making you angry. Only your family could touch you. But you endured it. “Please, help me! They have my sister. Please?” You begged, clutching the front of his top. He glanced around at his friends who had gathered around. “Show us?” His voice was deep and firm and his friends nodded. You lead the men to the valley you had told your family to be at for the ambush. In the way, they asked you questions. You made a whole story about traveling with your ‘sister’ and you crashed. You said you were kidnapped and have been fighting for the last 3 weeks. They instantly believed you with made this all that much easier. Once you were in position, you moved a little away from the group so you would be able to dart behind a bolder. “There!” You pointed up the mine entrance. While they were looking at the entrance, you glanced up and saw Lizard creeping to the edge of a rock. He looked at you and you nodded. Darting behind the rock, you heard gun fire and screaming. Peaking out from your hiding spot, you saw 5 blood covered bodied. You frowned and stood up. Where was the other? You heard a click from behind you which sent a chill through your body as you slowly turned to find a gun held to your face. “You tricked us!” the man growled, his hands shaking. Before you could say anything, there was a gun shot and you felt your heart skip a beat. You waited for pain, convinced it had been him who had fired. But when you left out a shaky breath, you saw the man drop to the floor, blood gushing out the side of his head. you looked to your right to see Goggle standing with the gun still held up. You mouth dropped open as you stared at him for a moment. He wasn’t suppose to leave his post. And he had disobeyed orders to make sure you were safe. To keep his promise. “You okay?” He grunted, his eyes glancing you up and down to double check and see If you had any wounds. All you could do was nod, still in shock from what just happened. Just then, Liard and Pluto appearing, saying that Goggle needed to get back to his post before Papa noticed. With that, Goggle left. Without saying goodbye to you. -----------------time skip ------------------------ Papa had congratulated you on your acting skill. He said you now had a job which made you feel proud. You were the bait. Lizard had laughed at your title so you slapped arm. It made you feel important and needed rather than just being in the way a lot of the time. It meant you would have to either go up with Goggle and stay in the hills or be on constant stand-by. Either way, you didn’t mind. You even got your own radio. It used to be Plutos but he spends most of his time with Lizard and would forget what channel everyone was on. He didn’t seem to mind giving you his radio. In fact, he was excited because it meant he could spend time with you and Goggle as well as just Lizard. However, you mind kept flying back to the hills. Where Goggle was. You said bye to the rest as they left and you headed straight to the point in the hills where Goggle was. You pushed your new radio into your back pocket to keep it safe as you climbed the hills, your heart racing. You didn’t know how he was going to react to your new position within the family. You had a feeling he wanted you to stay out of all the killing, even though you were the one who cooked the meat the best. When you were near the top, you saw something black caught your eye. You frowned as you walked over to find Goggles black bowler hat on the floor. It had a slight dent in the top which looked like it had been thrown or dropped. You picked it up and stared at it for a moment. He was never without his hat. Unless he was in trouble. You darted to the top of the hill, calling his name at the top of your voice. You found him, sitting with his back against a rock and staring out at the road. “Goggle? Did you not hear me calling?” You asked, panting from running up the hill. You were about close to tears for fear of what might have happened to him. “Yeah.” He didn’t even look at you and you frowning at him. “Why didn’t you answer?” You asked as you kneeled in front of him. All he did was shrug. You sat there for a moment, staring at him in utter confusion. He had never been so flippant or dismissive of you in his life. “I-I got a job. I’m going to be-“ You were about to say when you were interrupted. “Bait. I know.” He replied, flatly. “How did you-?” Once again, he cut you off by picking up his radio and waving it slightly, still not looking at you. The tears of fear quickly turned to tears of sadness as Goggle refused to look in your direction. “I-I…” You trailed off, becoming a little panicked by his sudden change of attitude towards you. You tried in vain to come up with some sort of explanation for his actions but nothing stuck. “I-I found your hat.” You finally said after what felt like an hour of silence. You held out the hat to him. For the first time, he looked towards you. You pushed your hand inside and pushed the slight dent out of the top then tried your best to dust off the dirt. You held it out to him. He reached out and took it from your grasp but instead of putting it on his head, he placed it to the side and looked back to the road. That was the final straw for you. Tears began to cascade down the side of your face as you let out a shaky breath which allowed a soft sob to escape your throat. The sound drew his attention as he glanced at you. You saw his eyes widen in surprise as they feel on the tears on your cheeks. You covered your face with the palms of your hands and pushed yourself up to turn away and run. You hated when people saw you cry. But you hadn’t cried in years. The last time was when you had met them. You dropped your hands when he couldn’t see your face anymore. You were about to start your descent to the bottom of the hill when a hand caught your wrist. You jumped and glanced over your shoulder to see Goggle. He pulled you back a little, taking some steps back and pulling you back with him. You didn’t bother to fight him. It had been a long day and even on a good day, you weren’t as strong as he was. He pulled you back to the place he had been sitting so the road was back in sight. “Can’t protect ya if you’re down there.” He mumbled, nodding to the road. There was an overwhelming amount of sadness in his voice as he spoke. You saw the pain in his eyes. You remembered back to earlier. He had abandoned his post in the hills to come and check on you. It had saved your life but he couldn’t do it every time. You remembered his promise and instantly you realised it wasn’t just a promise to you. It was a promise to himself. “I didn’t realise you cared so much.” You mumbled out loud, glancing down at your feet. You didn’t mean to say it aloud but when you did, you noticed him shuffle from foot to foot. “Always have. I never wanted you to get hurt. Its why I didn’t want you down there. I don’t want you as ‘bait’.” He hissed the last word with a deep hatred for it as you looked up. “It wont be all the time. Just when needed. And I’ll have a weapon on me at all times. You don’t have to worry.” You tried to reassure him but you could see it wasn’t working. You let out a small sigh and stepped forward, wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your chin on his shoulder. “You cant protect me from everything. But you can make it all worth it. When you didn’t speak to me, it hurt more than a thousand knifes. When you wont even look in my direction, I feel like ive been shot. The thought of losing you hurt more than any wound ever could. So-“ You sighed and pulled back, see Goggle was now looking at you in the eyes. “If you don’t want me to do it, I wont.” You looked at the ground, trying to hold back the tears. You couldn’t bare the thought of him not speaking to you and, to be honest, you would rather stay here by his side. “Do you wanna do it?” Goggle glanced down at the road and back to you. You bit your lower lip. “Of course.” You glanced up at him. “But I don’t want to lose you.” You mumbled, more to yourself. But he heard. “I aint gonna leave ya.” Goggle protested, frowning. He seemed insulted that you would think that. “You seemed perfectly fine ignoring me just now.” You looked up to see he was staring at you. He flinched a little when you brought up his actions. “Why do you care so much if I’m ‘round or not?” Goggle suddenly asked. You frowned a little. The easiest answer was that he was your friend and you had been there for each other for year. But that would contain a lie. So you sighed. “Because I love you, Goggle.” You confessed, your heart pumping hard as your lips muttered the thing you only every thought of at night. You thought he would just stand there. Goggle never had been the best in awkward situations. But what he did next completely surprised you. “I love ya, too.” He then closed the gap and pressed his lips to yours in a timid but needy kiss. You held back a gasp as you felt his lips against yours. You couldn’t resist kissing him back. You felt trembling hands touch your waist so you decided to show him it was okay by wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your body against his. The kiss began to get heated and you could feel the years of hidden desire coming to the surface. Pulling away, you gently panted as you opened your eyes to look at Goggle. He looked at you with slight fear in his eyes. You smiled, licking your bottom lip which made him smile and relax. You both jumped when you heard two sets of footsteps but as you looked up, you saw Pluto and Lizard come up onto the rock. The second Lizard saw you in Goggles arms, he smirked and folded his arms across his chest. “Well, well. At least now we know why you’re so fond of each other.” He sneered, obviously knowing he now had some dirt on his brother. Pluto just let out a happy laugh. You darted down to pick up Goggles hat from the ground and placed it gently on his head. “Fuck off.” Goggle sneered but as you pulled your arms back, he kept one arm around your waist as the two of you walked up to Lizard. “Papa wondering where you were.” Lizard stated as the four of you began to descend the rocks. “We were… watching.” Goggle glanced at you as you offered him a smile. “Yeah right. ‘watching’.” Lizard sneered, his mind now filled with every dirty thought. You rolled your eyes and smiled at Goggle again who returned it this time. “Always watching.” You sighed, happier than you had ever been.

[justadrifting1]

30.07.2017

Hi hi, another sunday. It has been one week since we came back from korea. i had been super busy since school start and it was just days of work and sleeping late and waking up early. regardless, i will do my best and work hard. 

let me resume my korea trip posting ok~

DAY 5 - 19.07.2017 GWANGJANG MARKET > SEODAEMUN PRISON HISTORY HALL > EHWA SHOPPING STREET > HONGDAE > SEOUL SKY

So on the 5th day, we started our morning at gwangjang market first. thankfully it wasn’t crowded and it was pretty much like what i remembered. streets of the same kind of food selling stall after stall. there was the pancake alley, then the noodles alley, then the sundae one then the kimbap one. but it was quite nice. to me it was like, yaaay street food. since it was all almost the same, we just chose one that was selling tteokbokki and kimbap and we sat there. the lady spoke koean to us and it was quite funny. we got kimbap and that was it. but she was really nice. she gave us our serving with like ikan bilis and some really nice sauce that taste a bit wasabi a bit sesameish? the kimbap hands down was the nicest food ever. she was rolling some and even fed us. it was really funny but in retrospect i suddenly caught myself thinking as i am blogging this, hopefully she hasn’t fed anyone else with that plastic glove ah.

we went to another little restaurant and had their pancakes. i went all out and ordered the raw beef. with nothing else, just raw beef. lying on a pile of cut pears and a raw egg yolk sitting on it. he doesn’t eat raw stuff so its just me. and it tastes normal. it was like the texture of raw fish? so like its nothing new to me but the feeling and the knowledge that you’re eating RAW BEEF is quite an exciting one to me. but i couldn’t managed to finish it. towards the end im just like oh man, i really cant.

so feeling a bit disappointed with myself, we went to our next location. seodaemun prison history hall. tbh before hand i did not go and research much about the place, i thought it will be a lot more rural than what is was like when we alighted. i thought it will be like in the middle of nowhere. but it was near a bus stop along other street shops and all that. when we went in we had to pay for the entrance and then it was just free and easy walk. it was kinda nice cause i was always nagging at him to go museums with me and here we are, albeit something a little different than what you would expect lol. the place was nice in the sense that its quite tourist friendly with english description everywhere. we walked around the main air conditioned building and then followed to arrows to explore other places. some of the prison cells had like those wax people or mannequins there and i got quite a shock. wasn’t expecting that. i remember when fort siloso or something had it and i was always afraid of those wax people. then some had like the torture devices and noose. and recordings of people screaming. im like whoa. that is a little too scary. there was a room outside where it look like a court room. there was a sign outside that said no pictures allowed and it was the only room that said no pictures allowed. inside it looked like a courthouse but like they’re all facing a noose. they did not explain what is the room for but it seems quite eerie and just all round uncomfortable. right outside the room there was a long deep tunnel. it was all black and dark and i can’t see anything at all inside and the sign said it was a secret tunnel to transport dead people. im like alright, that’s it, let just go.

after this we went to ehwa shopping street. at that point im feeling a little uncomfortable. i think this was the day where we left the house and bought coffee but halfway through we went back to the apartment cause i was having bad diarrhea and my period came. we went to ehwa and i actually managed to shop a bit. we went to eat the issac’s toast. and it was pretty good. just as i remembered. but maybe because its summer so its like hot and ugh. the last time we went it was october and it feels different eating a hot sandwich in a cold weather lol.

after that we decided to go hongdae to eat the honkaz i saw on the insider video. we also bought the handheld fan cause i was so hot. the place was in a little hidden corner and it was really good. the bowl of rice was so small tho lol. i think i was still feeling uncomfortable cause like i keep having to go pee and its just disrupting my mood and the trip. afterwards we didn’t wanna stay and shop. we made a trip down to seoul sky instead.

it was nice at the place. cause maybe air con lol. we bought the entrance fee and went up the seoul sky tower. apparently its a new attraction. well its definitely new to me, it wasn’t there the last time i went. there wasn’t a lot of people as well. we went straight up to the 121 floor where the view was nice, and the windows were clear. the sky was cloudy and we couldn’t see far, but we could see clearly below all the little cars and vehicles and even a small theme park. there was this glass floor place. it was pretty scary. when u step on it you can feel the thrill. there was even this one which was actually opaque but when u step on it the guy working there pressed a button on his remote and it became transparent. it was fun tho. we went a floor higher and there was a small area where it was outdoors one. it was nice and windy at the top but also warm as the place was getting a little cold for me.

when we decided to go back to seoul, it was pretty late already. we went to the lotte mart near our apartment and bought some yoghurt drink and cherries. it was fun to go walking around the mart. it was nice when we went home as well lol, i love it when we go home and is in a comfortable space with just him. we wanted to order jajangmyeon but the owner of the apartment told us it was too late already. so we walked around near the apartment to see if we could get anything to eat. there wasn’t much options and we walked up and down before just buying something from paris baguette. still good tho. 

DAY 6 - 20.07.2017 GAPYEONG > PETITE FRANCE > GARDEN OF MORNING CALM > NAMI ISLAND > DONGDAEMUN > MYEONGDONG

alright! so day 6. the previous night we made discussion to go to the three places far far away lol. so early morning we woke up and went to yongsan stn to get our itx tickets. we managed to get the earlier train and went down to the convenience store to buy coffee and wait for the train. we reach gapyeong and waited a while for the shuttle bus. paid 6000 won for whole day unlimited ride. so we were like strategising our day. when can we go where to avoid the crowds yknow. so we decided since everyone probably will go nami island first, lets go petite france.

petite france was like what everyone said, touristy and hot, and nothing much other than taking lots of photos. which is what i did! plus there was the little prince and i LOVE the little prince so, selfie stick out, snapping everywhere. i remember at the point i was still feeling uncomfortable about the pee frequency and stuff but i was having fun so i wasn’t thinking too much about it. we went to the most places in petite france but we were like keeping time so that we don’t have to wait too long for the shuttle bus too. i think we were out of the place like within an hour? we could have stayed longer though but i dont want to miss the bus as well. besides its hot as hell.

we took the bus and this time round it was a longer ride up to garden of morning calm. but the bus was not crowded, there was aircon so why not. we just chilling in the bus and enjoying the aircon. when we reach only another couple alighted. we went to the entrance and got our tickets and start exploring. as usual, since its so high up and its summer, it was really hot. but its a nice place to explore and walk around. took lots of pictures and climbed up stuff i usually will not. the place is really big and i think if the weather is slightly more cooler, it would have been wonderful. there was a stream where some people were like playing in the water and resting in the shade on the stones by the stream and i was really jealous cause i wanna go in also lol.

we took the shuttle bus back to nami island and at that point to be very honest i was tired, hot and hungry. we were on the shuttle bus and it was a long ride and he got a bit impatient. we were waiting at cheongpyeong station and he said, hey why not we just alight and take the subway to gapyeong and then cab to nami island. and being the pacifist (jk) that i am i said ok why not. so we went down and wanted to take the subway but we were waiting at the wrong side and the train came and left. and we’re like shoot, lets go to the correct side, but would u believe it, the trains don’t come every 5mins like they do in seoul, we had to wait for about 20 mins and he was annoyed because we came down to save time but in the end we did not save any time. but it was all ok, we went to the convenience store, got some drinks and food. and we just waited. it wasn’t that long, time passed quickly. so we reached gapyeong, went to buy gimbap and lemonade and took a cab to nami island.

that part was quick enough. we reach the entrance and watch people zipline down to nami. we on the other hand, took a ferry. it wasn’t as crowded as i expected it to be. and since there were so many trees, it was quite cooling to walk there. we walked down the paths and having not watch the winter sonata, i don’t really know where is where. we just strolled wherever, looking for squirrels and seeing some peacocks as well. it was a nice place luh, kinda like coney island LOL. 

we decided to go for downtowner at itaewon and i was majorly excited because i was SO hungry. we took the train back to cheongnyanni station and then to itaewon. it was a bit of a walk, i was walking though, pretty excited to finally eat the avocado burger but when we went there, the last order was already taken. and i got really disappointed and pissed. and coupled with the fact that im not feeling good already. so i was whining and complaining and he got annoyed at me also. so we weren’t talking, we’re just walking. i feel wronged and idk how he is feeling at that point, but i guess he was annoyed and i didn’t wanna aggravate it. 

within 15mins i was feeling guilty already though so i tried to catch up with him to hold his hand. we walked a crazy long distance to the bus stop to dongdaemun and had shake shack. i guess at least we got to try shake shack. tbh it was nth to shout about. esp the one that i ordered. lol. there wasn’t anything much in dongdaemun so we decided to go myeongdong at night and see how its like.

once again, i wasn’t feeling very well and my stomach feels funny after the shake shack lol. i didn’t really wanna go myeongdong but then again, this trip is for both of us, not just me. so we went, and we bought the fried chicken which he seems to like so much and some other snacks. we were looking around for jajangmyeon also and managed to find one when we’re on our way home. when we were walking up and down the streets in my mind i was like omg, can we not turn here and there again but as im typing here in retrospect, i wish i could have been a better girlfriend and enjoy the experience with him. idk if he felt anything that night cause if he did he didn’t say anything but i was quite ashamed of myself in terms of how i behaved and how i felt internally. that night was one night i wanted to redo if i can.

when we went back to the apartment, i was the happiest girl in the world. we showered and had the jajangmyeong which was really good. 

till then, 

💕

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One Shot- The Rising of the Wood

fSummary: Geoff gets news of his former crew-mates coming into town and needs the FAHC to prepare for that. The only problem is that they can’t find The Vagabond. They think he might have been compromised and they track his phone to see where he might be captured. Instead of finding a captured Vagabond, they find a sickeningly domestic sight.

Sequel to “FAKE” Prostitute

Word Count: 8,068

Pairings: Ryan/Jon,  Geoff/Jack. Gavin/Meg, Michael/Lindsay

AO3

Life at the Fake AH Crew was going pretty normal, or at least as normal as being a part of a criminal empire could be. The crew had successfully taken down the Vagos, which was relatively easy considering that the crew was in chaos after they lost their funding. After that, the Fake AH Crew had reaffirmed their place on top of the criminal food chain of Los Santos.

The crew had time to keep their empire on top, but they had also managed to keep active personal lives. Most of the crew had managed to find time for romance. Jack and Geoff had finally found romantic comfort in each other and fell into a loving relationship. Out of pity, Ryan set Gavin up on a date with another mercenary friend of his from outside of the crew, and the relationship between Gavin and the mercenary had been going strong.  Michael had begun a relationship with a member of the crew’s backup team, named Lindsay, and Jeremy had found comfort in doing his job; having no patience for romance.

As for Ryan’s romantic life, he and his fiancé, Jon Risinger, had gotten married after the FAHC had taken care of the Vagos. The crew had planned the wedding and made it in the same chaotic way that they typically seemed to make most things. The planning process had annoyed Ryan, but Jon was more amused by the nonsense than anything. The wedding went off without a hitch. The reception included a burglary of venue where the wedding was held; it was chaotic and violent as anyone would expect from the Fake AH Crew. Jon convinced Ryan to just have fun with it since it was their big day, and nobody could make Ryan go quite as soft as Jon could.

A couple years had passed since Ryan’s wedding and the crew decided that they deserved a night off from their usual shenanigans. Jack was lounging in the crew’s penthouse living room on the couch with Jeremy, watching TV. “Is there anything you wanna watch?” Jeremy asked.

“Hm,” Jack started to think. “We could watch Aquaman because I’ve heard decent things about it. But, I wanna wait for Geoff since he’s gonna wanna watch with us.”

“Where did he run off to?”

Jack shrugged. “I think he went to his office because he had a phone call.”

Jeremy nodded. “Do you want to go check on him?”

“Sounds like a good idea. Wanna go see if the other Lads want to watch a movie, too?”

“Sure,” Jeremy replied. Then he stood up and walked to the bedrooms of the other Lads.

Jack sighed and stood up. He walked out of the living room and down to Geoff’s office. He opened the door and saw that Geoff was still on the phone.

“No, no. I promise you that everything is fine with the dynamic of my crew,” he heard Geoff say into the phone.

Geoff paused to let whoever he was on the phone with speak. “Well, Jack and I started dating, but you knew that,” he continued. He paused again, “Michael and Gavin even found little girlfriends so they’re in check, in that department,” he explained, further.  Then, Geoff paused again. Jack entered the office while Geoff was listening to whatever the person, he was on the phone with was saying.  “Look, the Vagabond’s personal life isn’t my business to share. Yeah, I know some of what’s going on with it-” he seemed to be cut off by whoever he was on the phone with. “I promise you that everything will be in order for when you and the guys come to visit.” Geoff paused one more time and sighed, “I’ll see you soon, Burnie,” he finally said as he hung up the phone.

Geoff groaned loudly if defeat. “So, Burnie from your old crew is coming to visit?” Jack asked, startling Geoff, as he finally let him know that he had entered to room.

Geoff regained his composure. “Try the rest of the Blood Gulch Crew,” he explained.

“That crew disbanded after you left, right?”

“Yeah, we all figured it was time to do our own things. Burnie went to Liberty City, Gus went to Vice City, and Matt and Joel went to San Andreas. They figured that it would be a good time for a reunion and I guess they figured that Los Santos would be the best location for it.”

Jack nodded. “Why were you talking to Burnie about the personal lives of everyone in the crew?” Jack repeated his question.

“Well I’m not exactly sure how he found out about this but,” he paused and gulped. “He knows about the internal crew conflict we had where we were all pining for Ryan.”

“Oh,” Jack said and he blinked in surprise. “Well, Ryan got married to someone outside of our crew,” he explained. He walked over to Geoff and wrapped his arms around his waist. “And we all found love of our own.” Then, he placed a kiss on Geoff’s cheek.

Geoff smiled. “Jack, I love you.”

“I love you too. Now come on, Jeremy and I were gonna watch a movie. We were thinking about watching Aquaman.”

“As nice as that sounds, I think I’d like to talk to the crew and let them know my old crew is having a reunion and coming into town.”

Jack sighed. “Fine. I think Jeremy might have gotten the rest of the Lads to join us for movie night.”

“Perfect! I knew there was a reason I loved you.”

Jack rolled his eyes and he and Geoff walked over to the living room. They saw Jeremy and Michael sitting on the couch. “I thought you were gonna get all the Lads,” he said to Jeremy.

“I tried.” Jeremy replied.

“Gavin was being weird and his girlfriend has a job out of the country this week, so he’s Skyping her or something,” Michael added.

“Well, before we can start crew movie night, we need to have a quick meeting,” Geoff announced.

“Ugh, lame,” Jeremy complained.

“I’ll go get to the shithead,” Michael said as he got up.

“And see if you can grab Ryan while you’re up,” Geoff said.

Michael rolled his eyes and walked to Gavin’s room. He slammed the door open. “Impromptu crew meeting!” he announced.

“GAH!” Gavin yelped in shock.

“What’s wrong babe?” Gavin’s girlfriend asked.

“Sorry love, Michael startled me,” Gavin replied to his girlfriend.

“This meeting is either gonna be really important or really stupid, but Geoff wants to have it now, so you’re gonna need to wrap this call up,” Michael explained.

“I…” Gavin stuttered.

“Gavin, if you have work to do, don’t let me keep you from it. I’ll still be setting up my hit job when you get back,” Gavin’s girlfriend said.

Gavin sighed. “You’re the best,” he replied with a smile.

“I know.”

Gavin snorted, “I love you, Meg.”

“And I love you, too. Goodnight, boy.”

“Goodnight, girl,” he said as he blew Meg a kiss. Meg caught the kiss, put it on her lips, then hung up the call.

“Come on,” Michael said as he waved for Gavin to follow him.

“You know, I wouldn’t have done that if you were Skyping with Lindsay,” Gavin replied with a huff.

Michael rolled his eyes. “Lindsay works with us, so she’s probably not gonna travel across the globe as much. We have to look for Ryan so we can have whatever crew meeting Geoff’s trying to have.”

Gavin sighed in dismay and got up. He followed Michael out of the room as then went to go look for Ryan. They checked his room, but his room was empty. Then they check the B-Team room, the penthouse game room, the rest of the crews’ rooms, and the meeting board room where they normally planned their heists but there was still no Ryan.

They walked back out to the living room. “Did you guys actually look for Ryan?” Geoff asked, impatiently.

“Yeah!” Gavin exclaimed in defense.

“And he’s not in the penthouse,” Michael explained.

“Well, where the hell could he be?” Geoff asked.

“He could be in the gym, downstairs,” Jeremy suggested.

Then, Geoff got up. “Well, come on guys, let’s go get him.”

“Do we all really need to go get him?”

“Yep, if he sees all of us, he’ll know that this meeting is important.”

The crew groaned and got up out of their seats. Geoff waved them on and they all followed him downstairs to the crew’s gym.

“Ryan, we’re having a crew meeting!” Geoff called out into the gym when they got down there. The rest of the crew looked around and the gym looked relatively clear, at the moment.

“Geoff, I don’t think anyone is down here,” Gavin said.

“I’ll check the locker room to see if he’s getting ready for an evening gym set or something,” Michael volunteered.

“You do that, then,” Geoff replied. Michael nodded and ran off to the gym locker room. Suddenly, Jack’s eyes widened. Geoff noticed Jack’s face change. “Babe?”

“I just remembered that Ryan asked for tonight off,” Jack replied in embarrassment.

“Shit, he normally does something reckless when he takes ‘nights off,” Jeremy replied.

“Normally?” Geoff asked.

“Remember when he and Jon were having an argument and he asked for a night off? He came back a few days later covered in bruises and his wrists were sore. He said that he and Jon’s fight was over, but it was clear that he had to have done something stupid to fix it.”

“I know he told me why he asked for the night off, tonight, but I can’t, for the life of me, remember why,” Jack added.

“Fuck…” Geoff trailed off

“He’s not in the locker room,” Michael said as he ran back to the crew.

“Apparently, we forgot that Ryan asked for the night off, tonight, but we can’t remember why he asked for off,” Geoff explained.

“Damn, the Vagabond could be causing mayhem anywhere.”

“I can track his crew phone to get a location on him,” Gavin offered.

“Great. Let’s go back upstairs and find our Vagabond,” Geoff commanded the rest of the crew. They all nodded and followed Geoff back upstairs.

Once the crew got back upstairs, Gavin dashed back to his room. “Where the hell do you think you’re going?!” Michael called after him.

“TO TRACK RYAN’S PHONE, LIKE I SAID,” Gavin yelled back.

The crew followed Gavin’s voice back to his room. They found him hard at work on his computer. “What do you have?” Geoff asked.

“Well, you put a tacker chip in every time you get us new phone. I’m the one in charge of deactivating the trackers when the phones get disposed of. Ryan’s tracker chip is still active so I can find his phone, and probably find him, as well,” Gavin explained.

“Well?” Geoff nervously replied.

“Patience, Geoffrey,” he said as he continued to pull up the right programs to track Ryan’s phone. After a few minutes he was able to pull up to the location of the phone. “And there we have it,” he announced.

Everyone looked at the phone location that was displayed on the computer. “Wait, is that Rockford Hills?” Jeremy asked.

“It appears so.”

“What the hell is Ryan’s phone doing in a residential area?” Michael asked.

“No idea.”

“We have safe houses in that area. You never know if some other smalltime crew has a safe house there and they pissed Ryan off or something,” Geoff speculated.

“Hm,” Gavin started. He plugged the address of the building the phone was located in into his security disabling program that he had originally made to use for heists, but the building didn’t seem to have any electronic security to speak of. “This particular house doesn’t seem to have any electronic security system, so it won’t cause any unnecessary commotion if we silently break in.”

“Perfect, let’s go save us a Vagabond,” Geoff announced. The Lads nodded and ran out of the room. Jack’s eyebrows furrowed. “Jack?” he asked.

“Something about this break-in here doesn’t feel right. What if this house just belongs to Ryan as his place of residence outside of crew life?” Jack said.

“That sounds ridiculous.”

“He does have a husband that he may want to share a typical domestic life with outside of the criminal world with.”

“Did you forget that his husband is also a criminal who’s heavily involved in the Los Santos underground, so I doubt they have any sort of domestic life. Now come on,” Geoff argued as he rushed out of the room. Jack sighed in defeat and followed behind him.

45 minutes later, they pulled up in front of the house were Ryan’s phone had been located. Jack looked out the window of the truck they all piled into. “It doesn’t look like anybody’s home,” he pointed out.

“That’s probably what they want you to think,” Michael argued from the back of the truck.

“Let’s get up to the front door,” Geoff said.

“I’ll pick the lock.” Gavin offered.

“I’m glad we’re trying to do this quietly, I’m still a bit sad that we had to give up movie night for this,” Jeremy said.

“Let’s go,” Geoff said as he opened his door and got out of the truck. The rest of the Lads followed suit. Jack loudly sighed before he got out of the truck. By the time Jack caught up to the crew, Gavin had successfully picked the lock. “Ready? One, two,” then Geoff slammed the door open. “FREEZE!” he yelled.

The crew didn’t hear anything at first, but then they heard the sound of a dog barking. “Is an attack dog coming after us or,” Jeremy tried to ask, but is cut off by the sound of a giant St. Bernard barreling towards him. The dog tackled him to the ground and began slobbering him with kisses.

The crew of the pulled out their guns to shoot the dog. At the sound of the guns cocking, the dog climbed off of Jeremy and began whining. “Wait a minute,” Jack said. He felt up the wall and found a light switch. He flipped the lights on and found that they were in what looked like a completely normal entrance hallway.

“You guys can put your guns down for the moment, he,” Jeremy paused and saw the dog tag on the dog’s neck and read its name. “I mean, she, didn’t actually hurt me. She just scared me and gave me a bunch of kisses,” he explained to the crew as he got up and shut the front door. The dog sat down and wagged her tail, wildly.

“Not a very good guard dog,” Michael said. Jeremy shrugged and gave the dog a gentle pat.

“Come on, let’s go find who’s captured Ryan and where they’re keeping him,” Geoff said. The crew nodded and went off to explore the house.

While walking through the living room, Gavin heard a strange rumbling coming from a fluffy lump on the couch that didn’t quite look like a pillow. He went over to inspect the oddly shaped lump. As soon as he touched the lump, a cat’s head popped up. “Oh, hello,” he greeted the cat. The cat got up, stretched, and began to sniff Gavin’s hand. The cat began to rub against Gavin’s hand. “Well, aren’t you a friendly one,” he cooed.

Jack walked into the living room and saw that Gavin was distracted by the cat. “Gavin, I thought you were trying to find Ryan,” he said.

“I was, but then, Mister,” Gavin paused to check the cat’s collar to find its name, “Vernon, here decided to be lovely company.”

Jack sighed, “You know, I’m not so sure that the Vagabond is in any trouble, here,” he said.

“Why do you feel that?”

“This feels too domestic for that,” he admitted.

“Do you really thing Ryan would be okay with a peaceful domestic life?”

“There are clearly more sides to Ryan than he’s willing to show us, and I think he still wouldn’t want us to know about things after the whole pining fiasco.”

“Maybe you’re right. Even though, I thought we earned his trust back.”

“He may trust us, again, but that wouldn’t mean he’d comfortable showing us everything.”

“I suppose…” Gavin trailed off.

“I found a torture chamber here!” Michael called out from down the hall.

“Really?” Jack asked in surprise.

“Yeah, but it was really weird,” Michael said as he walked in the living room. “It didn’t It’s super clean in there, like it smelled like Febreze.  The slings and gangs to hold and silence victims still is super colorful and tacky. There were no knives, only oddly shaped vibration devices, and there was a first aid kit. Who the fuck keeps a first aid kit in a torture chamber?!”

Jack raised an eyebrow. “That sounds really weird for a torture chamber.”

“Guys, I found Ryan’s crew phone but no Ryan,” Jeremy said as he walked back into the living room.

“Where did you find it?” Gavin asked.

“In the master bedroom. on a side table, charging, which is a really weird place to keep a hostage’s phone.”

“That is… kinda odd,” Gavin said.

“Maybe Ryan’s not being captured here…”

“He might not actually be captured at-” Jack was cut off by the sound of the garage door opening. “Shit,”

“Let’s hide by the door into the house from there, so we can jump them by surprise,” Michael suggested.

“Maybe we don’t,” Jack started to say, but he saw that the Lads had already left. He sighed and walked to the area where the Lads were hiding. “I’m not sure this is a good idea,” he said to the Lads.

“Nonsense, this is-” Gavin was interrupted by the door opening.

Ryan and Jon walked into the house dress in business casual outfits and everybody’s jaws dropped. “Thank you for the wonderful dinner,” Jon sweetly said to Ryan.

Ryan smirked. “The evening’s not over yet,” he said smugly.

“Oh?” Jon replied with a devious smirk. Suddenly the dog came trotting into the hallway where they were standing. “Oh hello, deary,” he greeted the dog and gave her a quick pet.

Ryan leaned down to pet the dog. “Oh, darling Clarice, Papa is trying have some fun with Daddy,” Ryan said as he stood back up and pulled Jon into a kiss. The dog blinked and walked over to the side.

Ryan’s tongue entered Jon’s mouth and Jon blinked in surprise. He quickly decided to go along with it and his tongue invaded Ryan’s mouth, in return.  Ryan reached up and began to unbutton the button’s on Jon’s dress shirt. Jon pulled away. “Eager, aren’t we?” Jon teased.

“I’m not sorry for being eager to please my beautiful husband.”

“Wouldn’t you rather do this in our bedroom?”

“It’s our house, we can fuck in any room we want to.”

“Well then, Jon said as he smirked and pulled Ryan back into a kiss. They two of them went back to making out. Ryan continued to unbutton Jon’s shirt while Jon began undoing Ryan’s belt.

“What the fuck,” Michael murmured.

Suddenly, Geoff ran up to the scene with his gun raised. “I know you have the Vagabond’s weapons, so where the fuck are you keeping him, you sick…” Geoff paused his rant when he realized that the crew that had captured the Vagabond was really just Ryan and Jon being intimate.

Jon heard Geoff’s yells and he pulled away from his kiss with Ryan to looked over at Geoff. “Oh… I didn’t know we were expecting guests, tonight,” he said, shyly, as his flushed in embarrassment.

Ryan looked over and saw Geoff, as well. His eyebrows furrowed and his face began to grow red, in anger. “We… weren’t…” he growled.

Geoff gulped. “Geoff, maybe we should get out of here…” Michael whispered up to Geoff.

Ryan heard Michael’s whisper and his scowl grew deeper. “There’s more of you?!” he shouted in anger. The rest of the crew got up from their hiding place behind the doorway and revealed themselves. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!” he screamed.

Jon rubbed Ryan’s shoulder to try to get him to relax. “Calm down, dear. I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for this,” he said.

“Well, I’ve got a question. Why the hell weren’t you keeping your crew phone on you?!” Geoff exclaimed.

“Tonight, is a special night for Jon and I, so I asked for tonight off! I thought you would at least respect that!” Ryan shouted.

“Deciding that it was date night for you and your husband shouldn’t make you ignore crew business, I thought you were better than that!”

Jacks eyes widened in realization as he suddenly reminded of why Ryan had really asked for the night off. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry, Rye. We shouldn’t have done this to you, tonight.”

“Jack?” Gavin asked.

“I just remembered the real reason he asked for the night off.”

“Yeah, to have date night with his husband,” Michael said.

“IT’S THE SECOND ANNIVERSARY OF JON AND I’S MARRIAGE, YOU INSENSITIVE PRICK!” Ryan yelled.

The crew’s eyes widened in horror; their faces flushed in shame. “Shit… I feel like a dick, now…” Jeremy said.

“That’s because you were.”

“Fuck, now even I feel bad,” Geoff admitted.

“You all should feel ashamed of yourselves for breaking into Jon and I’s home on our anniversary!”

“I’m sorry… It’s just that I have a big event coming up that I need the crew, and especially you, to be prepared for…”

“Well, I’m not sure I’m willing to deal with this, right now!”

“But…”

“NO!”

“Honey,” Jon said to get Ryan’s attention. “I think you should hear them out. Take care of business with them so that they’ll leave sooner and we can go back to what we were doing.”

“I,” Ryan started to argue, but Jon brushed his palm against one of Ryan’s cheeks and smooched the other. Ryan’s scowl turned into a soft smile. Then he sighed in defeat and focused his attention back on his crew. “Geoff and Jack can follow me to my office to discuss things. Lads can come back too if they’re needed. And let’s get this done quick because I want you to get the hell out of my house, ASAP!”

“It might be a good idea to all get together and just talk about it, all at once,” Jack said.

“Does it have something to with your old crew?” Jeremy asked.

“How did you,”

“I heard you on the phone with someone talking about Blood Gulch Crew, while Michael and I were walking back to the living room. Don’t know what you were talking about but this whole situation the we’ve just had has been a bit much, for me.”

“I wanna pet the fluffy kitty, again,” Gavin said.

“If the rest of the Lads want a break, then so do I,” Michael said, next.

Geoff and Jack sighed in defeat. “Fine. Ryan, show us where your office is so we can discuss upcoming events,” Geoff said.

Ryan nodded. He led Geoff and Jack out of the entryway and to his office and the dog followed them out. Jon rolled his eyes and sighed. He would never understand the ridiculousness of the Fake AH Crew, but knew Ryan loved his crew, even with their poor timing for things.

“So… how did you get Ryan to just calm down like that?” Jeremy asked.

Jon glanced down at the old engagement ring Ryan had given him three years ago that he still liked to wear and smiled. “You could say I have him wrapped around my finger,” he replied.

“It’s pretty impressive. He’s so terrifying to the world, but he seems to go all ooey-gooey for you,” Michael said.

“He wasn’t always like that around me. The first time we met involved him threatening to kill me.”

“Wait, he wanted to kill you?”

Jon nodded in confirmation.

“And you still kept him around?” Gavin asked.

“And it was the best decision of my life.”

“There has got to be a story of him wanting to murder you, then falling in love with you,” Jeremy said.

“Come to the living room with me and I’ll tell you the story of how Ryan and I met and eventually got together,” Jon said as he motioned for the Lads to follow him.

They walked to the living room and the Lads settled on the couch. Jon sat in a lounge chair by the couch. “Okay, this is the story of how Ryan and I,” Jon was interrupted by the murpping of the fluffy cat. The cat hopped up onto Gavin’s lap and started purring.

“Daw, I think your cat likes me,” Gavin cooed.

Jon smiled. “Vernon is a very friendly cat. And Clarice, the St. Bernard that’s been flopping around, is also a very friendly dog. I’ll talk a little bit about them after the end of the story.”

“Are you gonna tell the story, because now, even I’m curious,” Michael said.

Jon clapped his hands together. “So, this is the story of how the Vagabond and the Rismonger fell in love.

The criminal world was turned upside-down in 2008. One of the members of the most notorious crews in the country, the Blood Gulch Crew, had split from their ranks to go start his on crew in Los Santos. After that member left the crew, the rest of the crew split apart.

The Rismonger had been an avid follower of the Blood Gulch Crew, keeping the fear of that crew alive with his new and rumors of the chaos that they caused. But with the crew broken up, the Rismonger felt like his rumor mill had no fuel to go on. Sure, there were other mafias, crews, and criminal empires out there to spread news about, but none of them were quite as fun as the Blood Gulch Crew had been. He needed to come up with an idea of how to keep in rumor mill turning.

The Rismonger thought that maybe it would be a good idea to follow the former Blood Gulch Crew member, “Grif,” to Los Santos to see how that new crew venture was treating him and to see if it was actually successful. Luckily, it had been a success for “Grif,” or “Kingpin” or “Ramsey” as he was now calling himself. “Kingpin” had managed to pull together a driver, a demolitions expert, a sniper, and a hacker who had previously worked a bit with him in his old crew. They called themselves the Fake AH Crew and they caused chaos all over Los Santos, giving the Rismonger plenty of rumor material to work with.

Of course, the Fake AH Crew had hired additional gunmen to assist with their heists. The additional hire that caught the Rismonger’s attention was a mercenary called the Vagabond. The man wore a black leather jacket with silver stripes on the sleeves and blue shoulders, black jeans and boots, and a vinyl skull mask. The mask was supposedly considered scary to the people the Vagabond tortured, but the Rismonger thought the mask sounded tacky. If the Vagabond wore a cheap mask to try and scare his victims, then he clearly shouldn’t be taken seriously. And Rismonger was determined to let the underground of Los Santos know that the Vagabond was a big phony and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

Rismonger spread rumors questioning the legitimacy of the Vagabond, going out of his way to try and ruin his reputation. The Vagabond, of course, got word of this and couldn’t let it slide. Though his personal hacking skills weren’t the most refined, after a few months, he was able to hack into the Rismonger’s rumor blog and trace the location of his computer. The Rismonger noticed he had been traced and prepared to fight back if necessary.

On evening, the Rismonger was typing up a blog talking about how fake the Vagabond’s skull mask looked when the door of his apartment busted open. There was a loud roar of anger coming from whomever had broken in and the intruder stalked in, searching for Rismonger. Rismonger gulped, he had been expecting this. He grabbed his gun and pointed it at the door to his office.

“RISEMONGER!!!!” the intruder yelled. They ran into the office, gun pointed at the Rismonger. The Vagabond had finally found him.

“So, you finally found me, trying to prove you’re not a big phony. It’s almost cute,” the Rismonger taunted.

“You’re a fool to run your mouth when you know absolutely nothing!”

“You’re all for theatrics. Who besides a child would even be afraid of a vinyl skull mask, like you have? Keep your Halloween costumes saved for October!”

The Vagabond roared and ran at the Rismonger. The Rismonger was quick and tried to get out of Vagabond’s reach, but the Vagabond was able to catch the Rismonger and slammed him against the wall, making the Rismonger drop his gun. As the Vagabond was pulling the Rismonger up, he was able to grab the skull mask and rip it off the Vagabond, revealing his real face. The Vagabond roared in anger as he pulled the Rismonger away and slammed him against the wall, again.

“Now, I’m going to make your death especially more gruesome,” the Vagabond growled as he pressed his gun against the Rismonger’s temple.

The Rismonger looked up at the Vagabond and blinked. The Vagabond had black hair, pulled back in short ponytail. He also had a strong jaw, a sharp nose, and piercing blue eyes. Overall, he was actually very handsome. An idea of how to get out of he could possibly get out of this situation quickly popped into the Rismonger’s mind.

“You know, a scowl doesn’t suit you,” the Rismonger said with a confident smirk.

The Vagabond’s eyebrows furrowed deeper. “You choose to continue to make fun of me before you die?!”

“I don’t know if I’m actually gonna die here.”

“OF COURSE, YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!!”  

“I’m going to try something try something before you, ‘kill me,” Jon said. Then, he reached up with his free hand as grabbed the Vagabond’s chin. The Vagabond tried to get the Rismonger’s hand away, but it was too difficult since both of his hands were full. The Vagabond blinked in shock when the Rismonger pulled his head forward and pulled him into a deep kiss.

Ryan felt the movement of the Rismonger’s tongue in his mouth, feeling the foreign tongue explore his mouth. It had been years since someone had kissed him like that. He wasn’t sure if it had really been that long since he had kissed someone like that, or the kiss was just that magical.

The Rismonger pulled away and coughed. “I’m sorry that I did that…” the Rismonger apologized.

“Huh?” the Vagabond asked, still reeling in shock from the kiss.

“Kissing you without your consent was completely wrong of me and I shouldn’t have done it. If you want to kill me now, you would be completely justified.”

“I…” the Vagabond stuttered. He dropped his gun and touched his lips. He had to figure out if the kiss had really been that good. “Kiss me, again,” he commanded.

“What?” the Rismonger asked, blinking in surprise.

“Kiss me. Again.”

The Rismonger gulped and pulled the Vagabond back in for another kiss. His tongue entered the Vagabond’s mouth while the Vagabond’s entered his. He tried to explore new areas of the mouth that he hadn’t ventured to yet. The Vagabond’s tongue had a whole new place to explore. The Vagabond dropped the Rismonger and grabbed the shoulders of the Rismonger’s jacket and pulled him out of it. In response, the Rismonger unzipped the Vagabond’s jacket and tried to work him out of it. The Vagabond pulled away and quickly got out of his jacket. He came right back in and started making out with the Rismonger, again.

The Rismonger stuck his hands on the Vagabond’s butt and started groping it. The Vagabond started to palm at the Rismonger’s crotch when the Rismonger pulled his hands from the Vagabond’s butt and broke the kiss. “I think I know where this is going,” he said.

“Do you?”

“I think the bedroom would be a better place for this.”

“I’m not sure where your bedroom is, so you’re gonna have to lead the way,” the Vagabond replied in a gravelly voice.

The Rismonger gave a confident smirk. He grabbing the Vagabond by the collar and pulling him to his bedroom. When they got there, he pushed the Vagabond onto the bed and began rummaging through his dresser for supli-

“So, your old crew knows about how you all were pining for me when Jon and I got engaged, and now they’re all coming to visit and they want to see if I’m still loyal to you?” Ryan asked as he, Geoff and Jack walked into the room, interrupting Jon’s story.

“That’s basically it,” Geoff replied.

“It shouldn’t be that hard unless our actions tonight ruined that,” Jack said.

Ryan pinched that bridge of his nose. “I don’t know why I deal with you sometimes… but my loyalty remains,” he replied.

“You do it you because you still like them, most days,” Jon interjected. Ryan opened his mouth to argue, then closed it and sighed.

“By the way, were you the one spread rumors about the whole ‘pining debacle’?” he asked Jon.

“What!? No! we talked about that. I promised not to spread that information around as long you still liked your crew!”

Geoff thought back to the thing he may have said to Burnie and his face flushed in embarrassment. “Yeah… I, uh, may have accidently said something to him about that whole thing at some point while we were planning your wedding…” he admitted.

“You’re a fucking idiot, sometimes, you know that?” Ryan asked in annoyance. Geoff sheepishly shrugged.

“Jon has been telling us the story of how you two got together,” Michael said to try and turn the conversation back to a pleasant place.

“Oh?”

“And I was just about to get to the part about our first sexual encounter,” Jon said.

Ryan’s face flushed in embarrassment. “Actually, could you not talk about that?” Ryan asked.

“How come you want me to leave that out?”

“I’m… not comfortable with the crew knowing about our sex life.”

“Alright, sure.”

“Aw, I was curious to know about it,” Gavin whined.

“I’m not. I walked in on you guys after you two got engaged. And I know Ryan being a bottom was probably a one-time thing, but I don’t really want to know about the rest of it.”

Ryan gulped, him being a bottom was actually more regular then he was willing to admit to his crew. “Actually,” Jon began to say.

“NOPE!” Ryan yelled.

“Alright, point taken.”

“So, now that I know about the situation, would you guys please get out of my house?”

“Daw Rye-bread, but I wanted to hear more of the Jon and your getting together story,” Gavin whined.

Ryan thought about it. He knew that Gavin and possibly the rest of the lads would keep asking him about it if he didn’t let Jon finished, so he figured that it would just be easier to let him finish. He went over and sat on the arm of Jon’s chair. “Fine. But when Jon’s done, you all need to get the fuck out,” he said.

“Cool.”

“So, can you fill us in on what we missed so far?” Geoff asked.

“Basically, Jon was spreading bullshit rumors about the Vagabond being a phony. Vagabond got mad and went to kill him. Jon kissed him to try and escape death. Ryan liked the kiss and they started making out. I think it turned into sex, I think,” Michael explained.

“It did,” Jon said to confirm.

“Hm,” Jack replied and nodded in understanding.

“I’m going to continue now, okay?”

“Alright,” Geoff said with a nod.

“But, please skip to the post-sex scene,” Ryan said.

“Okay, honey,” Jon replied.

Both the Rismonger and the Vagabond sat up in bed after they had finished their rounds sex. They had had sex well into the early morning. The Vagabond was out of breath after having some of the best sex he had had in a very long time; it had been enjoyable since he decided to relinquish control. Rismonger had much more stamina than the Vagabond, so he was still able to breath steadily.

The Rismonger pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He lit one so he could smoke. He offered the box to the Vagabond so he could take one if he wanted. The Vagabond took a moment for his breath to even out, then he took one. The Rismonger lit his lighter and offered the flame to the Vagabond. “Thanks,” he said as he lit his cigarette.

The Rismonger took a drag of his cigarette. “Well, that was fun,” he said.

“I…” The Vagabond started to say. He took a deep breath. “That did not go as planned…”

“You know, your cigarette is gonna burn out if you don’t smoke it,” the Rismonger said. The Vagabond started to smoke the cigarette he had been offered. “I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did.”

The Vagabond had enjoyed that a little more than he was willing to admit. He pulled the cigarette out of his mouth. “It wasn’t bad. But just so you know, I’m not much of a one-night stand kind of guy,” he replied.

“Well, I’m not much of a relationship kind of guy, if that was what you were insinuating.”

“I was just hoping to get to know you better, but I could just come back here to try and kill you, again.”

“No, please don’t. Look,” the Rismonger started to say. Ten, he put out his cigarette. “Normally my rumors are based on fact, but my Vagabond ones were more based on me thinking that the skull mask was childish. I now see that you can be very intimidating. And even though how you were in bed doesn’t seem to reflect that, I now know I shouldn’t lie to the world about something I knew so little about.”

“I’m assuming that was an apology of sorts.”

“It was.”

“Well, apology accepted,” the Vagabond replied. He took one last drag of his cigarette before he snuffed it out.

The Rismonger nodded. “But if you do want to get to know the real me, I’m going to want to get to know the real you.”

“That can be arranged.”

“Let’s start with names, then. I’ll start. Hello, my name is Jon Risinger,” the Rismonger said as he offered his hand to shake.

The Vagabond looked at his hand and took a deep breath. ��… Ryan Haywood,” the Vagabond introduced himself as he shook Jon’s hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, Ryan.”

“You as well, Jon.”

“By the way, I have a little tip for you. If you ever get in a situation where someone rips off your mask, again, you might want to give yourself extra identity protection over your real face. Face paint underneath might be a good idea.”

“I like that idea. I’ll be sure to keep that in mind,” Ryan replied with a smile.

Jon returned the smile. “I believe this is the beginning of a beautiful ‘Friends with Benefits,” he said.

“Friends with Benefits,” Ryan replied in agreement.  

And so, Ryan Haywood and Jon Risinger began a platonic physical relationship. This continued for the next eight months. Over the course of those eight months, Jon and Ryan got to know each other and became platonic friends who happened to have sex with one-another. Over the course of those eight months, the two of them began to grow feeling that were less than platonic for each other, though neither one of them was quite sure how to admit that to the other.

Eight months after the relationship began, Ryan was offered a fulltime job as a part of the Fake AH Crew. This was big new since the Fake AH Crew was the most powerful crew in Los Santos. The Vagabond’s infamy grew exponentially after the Rismonger stopped trying to destroy his reputation, the Rismonger even created rumors that made fear of the Vagabond grow even more.

To celebrate the Vagabond joining the Fake AH Crew, Jon and Ryan had a very special session of sex. Jon even let Ryan to-

 “NOPE! YOU ARE NOT TELLING THEM ABOUT US FUCKING!” Ryan shouted.

“But that time would have lined up more with,” Jon started to argue.

“STILL NO!”

“Fine,” Jon replied with a sigh.

“Geez Ryan, why do you care so much about keeping your sex life a secret. The rest of us are pretty open about ours,” Michael said.

“I wouldn’t show you all my face for years, why the hell would I be comfortable talking about my sex life?!”

“Are you going to get to you and Ryan starting to date, soon?” Jeremy asked.

“I was just about to,” Jon replied.

“Can we please hurry this up?” Geoff asked.

Jon nodded and began to tell the story, again.

Jon and Ryan finished up their rounds of sex for the night. Ryan decided that since he had just received a steady job in a crew, it would be a good chance to ask Jon out on a date. He knew that Jon was not all that interested in romantic relationships, but the romantic feelings were going to eat away at Ryan if he didn’t say something. The most he could hope for was that it didn’t damage the, ‘Friends with Benefits,’ relationship that he and Jon shared, too much

Jon pulled out his usual pack of cigarettes to have his “post sex,” smoke. He offered the pack to Ryan. “No thanks,” Ryan said. Jon blinked in surprise, normally Ryan would smoke with him. Had he decided that no longer enjoyed smoking with him anymore? Jon shrugged, trying to play off the paranoid thought, and went for his lighter to light his cigarette. “Actually, could you not smoke yet? I have something I would like to talk to you about and I don’t want you to be distracted.” Jon gulped. Was Ryan ending what they had together? He thought he had been subtle about his crush on him. Had Ryan figured out that he had a crush on him and was rejecting him?

Ryan took a deep breath. “When we first started this ‘Friends with Benefits’ relationship, you had said that you weren’t the type of person who did romantic relationships. I wasn’t sure I actually could do romance either, but emotions that I thought I had suppressed, long ago, resurfaced. Emotions I hadn’t had since I was young. I didn’t know how to respond, but I’m not sure suppressing them, again, would be very easy if I wanted to continue what we have.” Jon looked at Ryan in confusion, what exactly was he talking about? “Jon, you’ve helped me out so much and I believe I’ve fallen for you,” Ryan said as he began to blush.

Jon’s jaw dropped in surprise, he had not been expecting that. “Look, I’m sorry my emotions started flaring up. I’m not used to it. But If I never said anything, they would eat me alive,” Ryan started saying, nervously. “Dammit, I probably ruined everything. We can just pretend that I never said anything and continue having casual sex like we normally do, because this sex if some of the most pleasurable fun I’ve ever had. Fucking dammit, Haywood, you’re just making it wors-” he was cut off by Jon slamming his lips on to his.

Ryan was taken by surprise, he had not expected this kind of reaction. “You’re an idiot, you know that?” Jon asked.

“I…” Ryan stuttered.

“Because I seemed to have fallen for you, as well. I was just too scared to say anything.”

Ryan thought about how to respond for a moment. “So, I have a crush on you and you have a crush on me?” he asked for clarification.

“That seem to be the case,” Jon replied with a smile.

“Oh! So… would you like to go on a date, sometime?”

“I would like that, very much.”

“Excellent,” Ryan said as he began to grin.

“So, is there anything else that you’d like to do tonight?”

“Would it be to forward to ask if we could cuddle?”

Jon snorted. “Ryan, we’ve been fucking for eight months, I think cuddling is pretty tame in comparison.”

“I was just worried about the romantic implications of,” Ryan paused as Jon snuggled in close to him.

“You know, despite having chiseled abs,” he paused to yawn, “you’re pretty easy to… cuddle up to…” Jon finished saying as he started to doze off.

Ryan blinked and gave Jon a fond smile. He leaned closer into Jon and started petting his hair.

“THAT WAS BLOODY ADORABLE!” Gavin shouted. Ryan and Jon looked at each other with fond admiration.

“Would not have expected something as sickeningly sweet as that,” Geoff said.

Ryan looked back up at Geoff. “This changes nothing about me nor the fear I bring to Los Santos.”

“I don’t know man, I might not be able to take you as seriously, now that I know you’re a doting husband,” Michael teased.

“Talk like that is gonna get you animal carcasses in your bed!” Clarice walked into the room and sat down at Jon’s feet. She looked up at Ryan with sad eyes. “Not you, you idiot. I love you, too much,” Ryan said as he gently pet the top of the dog’s head.

Jeremy looked up. “Oh yeah! I just remembered that Jon said he was gonna talk about how you got your pets.”

“Oh, that actually not as interesting as it may seem. We got Vernon right after we got engaged and we got Clarice when we got this house, about a year and a half ago.”

“It’s still pretty cute, seeing your cute little domestic family. Or at least as much of a domestic life as a mercenary and an informant can get,” Jack replied.

“Speaking of domestic life, I think it’s about time that you all leave,” Ryan said.

“But we were just started to fit into your domesticity,” Geoff complained.

“I mean…” Jon started to say when Ryan leaned down and whispered a request into his ear. Jon blushed when he heard Ryan’s request. He looked back up at Ryan and nodded. “We’d like to get back to our anniversary time, so we’d like to say good bye, the sooner the better.”

“But your couch is super comfy,” Michael argued.

“And Vernon likes my lap, it’d be a crime to move him,” Gavin added his argument.

Ryan groaned. “Oh, for the love of… YOU ALL RUDELY INTERRUPTED JON AND I WHEN WE WERE ABOUT TO START FUCKING, EARLIER, AND WE’D LIKE TO GO HAVE KINKY ANNIVERSARY SEX!!!” Ryan yelled.

The crew began blushing furiously. “I think it’s time to go,” Jack quickly said.

“I agree, we should leave immediately,” Jeremy replied, just as quickly. The rest of the crew nodded in agreement and rushed to the front door.

“We can plan for Blood Gulch Crew, tomorrow afternoon, but we’d like you to leave, now,” Ryan called out as the crew was exited the house.

“Got it!” Geoff called back as he slammed the front door.

“So… that was a thing…” Gavin awkwardly said.

“And, let’s pretend it never happened,” Geoff replied.

“Done,” Michael replied.

“Let’s just go back to the penthouse.”

“… Is it too late for movie night when we get back?” Jeremy asked. Geoff and the Lads groaned in response.

Jack looked at his watch. It was 11:36 pm. “I think you might be the only one still up for movie night, Lil’ J,” he said.

Jeremy sighed in defeat. “Fine, let’s just go back to the penthouse and try to forget tonight.”

Everyone thought about what had just occurred and shivered. “I’m going to bed,” Geoff said.

“Me too,” Gavin replied.

Everyone nodded and piled back into the truck that they had arrived in. They now understood that there were many sides to the Vagabond, and those sides were never something for the crew to understand. The violent mercenary was allowed to have his peace, but the crew never wanted to think about what that peace entailed. No matter what, he was still loyal to the Fake AH Crew and he was going to help the make sure Blood Gulch Crew’s visit went smoothly. And that’s all that mattered.

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Love at First Sight (Chapter 33)

P.o.v Rocky "i cant say" i said hoping she wouldn't go ape shit on me. t first she looked like she was going to yell at me and slap me but then her face soon went to emotionless and then from there she started to cry. after that i had just decided to hug her in the hopes that there wouldnt be any further questions. just when i thought i was right about that she spoke "Who is she?" she asked me with a voice that was barely audible. 'oh shit' i thought to myself without letting go of my sister. i could tell that she felt me tense up after she asked me who Ellington was cheating on her with. She then looked at me and i noticed she wasnt crying anymore now she just seems suspicious. "there is clearly something you something that you arent telling me and if you dont tell me i tell rachel about your big secret and i know that you dont want that" 'shit really shes blackmailing me? damn it now i have to tell her.' i thought to myself. "fine ill tell you" i told her with a shaky voice knowing that Ross and Ellington would probably kill me later but i also know that my sister deserves to know the truth after all the tears i just put her through. "k so did u happen to notice that Ross was out tonight too?" i started hoping she wouldnt catch on this soon but at the same time i ant to be done with this conversation because it is so awkward. "dont go changing the sub... oh" i can tell she figured it out on her own because of what she just said. p.o.v Rydel "dont go changing the sub... oh" i said just realizing what my brother was hiding from me. he seemed to realize that i figured it out because he was walking away. "here do you think you're going! im not done talking to you yet" he turned back around and started to walk back towards me. "so what you are telling me is that our little brother and my... i guess now ex boyfriend are dating?" i say sounding confused considering i am still trying to process all of this. after i said that rocky gave me a strange look and said "well i guess you could put it that way." i suddenly felt as if i was forgetting something but then i remembered. "we have to tell chelsie!" i yelled at him as if he had just told me no even though he didnt. "i know, but not yet" he replied. "why not?" i asked my brother while thinking about how upset chelsie is going to be when she finds out that Ross is cheating on her with Ellington. od thats weird to think about. after that i snapped back to reality and said "you can go now if you want" with that he said "ok" and left. p.o.v Ross i walked into the Baton Rouge where my first date with Ellington would take place. when i walked inside i decided i would wait for Ellington to get here so we could go to our table together. ides he probably isnt far behind. right after i have thought about that Ellington walked through the door and the moment we made eye contact my stomach tied itself in a knot. i then walked up to Ellington and gave him a peck on the cheek. i could tell he was blushing after i had done so which caused me to blush as well.ter we both stopped blushing we went to the table in which we had previously gotten reservations for. after we had walked to the table we both sat down and at first it was kind of awkward because i guess neither of us could think of anything to talk about until "so when exactly did you start hsving feelings for me?" i asked Ellington. "to be completely truthful i have liked you since the day we met at the rage. "same here!" he began "even though i also had feelings for your sister for a long time but i always loved you more than i loved her i just used her as a cover up and..." he rambled and rambled and i honestly thought he was never going to stop. i mean i love to sound of his voice but his lips were just calling my name so i kissed him mid sentence. it shocked him a bit at first but then calmed down. i knew that if someone didnt pull away soon we would be doing more than just kissing soon enough so i pulled away seeing that i was the one initiate the kiss and also knowing that lington had literally just gotten into it so he wouldnt want to stop quite yet after that we ordered our food and kept the conversation going. at times it got really random like at one point we started to talk about cats but it didnt matter because it was with Ellington. as long as i am with Ellington i am happy. p.o.v chelsie My plan of sitting at home alone watching movies all day failed almost instantly. i got reaslly bored after like the third movie so i decided i would text Rydel and ask if i could go over to her place so we could chill. i got a reply saying that i could so i grabbed my phone and headed over to her house. when i got there she was the only one to greet me because everyone else was minding their own business. We walked in the house and we headed to Rydel's room. We sat down and I instantly noticed the worried/sad look on her face. "I noticed you look a bit worried or sad. Is everything ok with you and Ellington?" P.o.v Rydel "I noticed you looked a bit worried or sad. Is everything ok with you and Ellington?" She asked me with a concerned look on her face. I guess now is as good a time as any to tell her. "No everything is not ok with me and Ellington!" I said almost yelling as tears filled my eyes. "Did Ellington break up with you?" She asked me now sounding as concerned as ever. "Worse!" I replied "then what happened?" She asked me. "He's cheating on me!" I sobbed. At this point we had decided to go sit in the tv room so it wouldn't seem so crammed. "With who?" She asked me impatiently. "With Ross" I just managed to choke out. Right as I finished saying this, Ross and Ellington walked through the door...

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Sons gonna rise pt2 (final)

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"No problem, I mean anything to keep you from going into total darkness because of Smaug and the doings of my idiot brother who by the way I'm still kicking his ass for being a complete jackass for doing that to Lisa." You ramble on to the point where you still feel angry at your brother for doing something so damn shady.

"Smaug? Really, you and Cas nick named Anna after a dragon from the hobbit" Michael looks to you with a smile on his face after hearing the nick name for the first time.

"Well yeah it's fitting, especially for the biggest bitch in school and why do you think they call her big red" You tell Michael with a smile on your face.

"We should get inside, I think Cas is starting to get impatient sitting there" you motion to Cas and Michael turns to look at him.

He nods while he motions for you to walk in first as he holds the door for you.

"Oh my goodness it's about time, lets order now please." Cas says while walking to the counter to place his order, you walk after him while Michael follows close behind you.

After Cas orders his drink, you order the vanilla bean iced cappuccino as soon as you finish, Michael order his mocha latte then pays for yours and his together.

"Michael you didn't need to do that, I could have paid for my own" you look to Michael.

"No it's ok really. I would have paid for Castiel's beverage but he beat me to it" Michael says looking to Cas.

"What? You were to slow, but thank you for the thought. Are we staying or going?" Cas asks while we wait for our drinks to be made.

"I don't see why not, I'm in no rush. How about you y/n?" Michael states and looking to you while shrugging your shoulders having no problem with hanging here for a while.

We took a table by the window, we sat and had a conversation about everything.

"Y/n you uh never answered my question back in the car, what kind of music do you have in your play list?" Michael asks looking to you.

"Oh well I have music from Jerry Lee Lewis all the way down to City and Colour” You answer his question finally.

You and Cas notice the smile spread on his face while staring at you and Cas has his head down smiling.

“Marry me” Michael blurts out.

“Oh if you ask her again, she will jump out of her seat and jump for joy” Cas says out loud while grinning at the both of you.

You go wide eyed and look to Cas casually, you place your hand under the table to reach over and pinch his side for that comment. Cas hisses in pain to turn his head to you and Michael has a questionable look on his face.

“Ok this is some best friend thing Im never going to understand right?” After Michael asks that question you look towards the entrance and see Lisa along with your brother enter the café.

Lisa is the one who notices the three of you and makes her way towards your table.

“Hey Castiel, y/n and Michael, what are you guys up to?” Lisa asks in a cheery tone and you couldn’t help but think this is the last place you want to be when Dean breaks the news to her.

“We were just leaving” After you got up to give her a hug looking over her shoulder to glare at your brother and mouths

“Sorry” and you look at the entrance noticing Smaug is coming in as well.

“I thought we were” Cas cuts himself off as he see Smaug enter the café

“Yeah we were just leaving”. Michael sees his que and gets up to leave to while Cas mouths “Awkward”

Dean breaks the silence

“Ok Lis lets go order our drinks and get a table” Dean says placing his hand at the small of her back to motion towards the counter.

“Ok, well it was nice seeing you guys. Y/n see you at your place? I want to get the Arcade Fire album from you, after hearing Deep Blue I couldn’t get enough” Lisa says with hope in her voice.

“Yeah sure, either way you can still come over. It only takes one song to you hooked. Right Dean? About that base” You look to Dean while sing out the lyric by Meghan Trainor.

“Oh god it was the one time” Dean says embarrassed after you caught him singing and dancing to that song at home on numerous occasions.

Dean and Lisa make their way to the counter, while Anna sees Michael she has this expression on her face that says she actually looks bad.

“Michael, can I talk to you?” Anna says while blocking his way to the exit.

“Anna, I would rather not ok. You did what you did and Im done” Michael says walking out the door first and then Cas follows.

You stay behind making sure she doesn’t follow than she makes her way to the door when you grab her arm.

“Dude just leave him alone, you have done enough. Literally enough” You look to Anna and tell her to back off, you were about to walk out the door when she made a noise.

“You know, he is never going to go for a sophomore like you.” Anna says to you while trying to get the last word in.

“Those are your accusations, wow and here I thought you had class Anna” You say to Anna who looks baffled.

Lisa and Dean look on while Lisa walks closer to the both of you to make sure Anna didn’t think to start a fight with you inside the café and Dean close behind her.

You walk out of the Café to get inside the car, Cas looks to you and mouths

“You ok?” you look to Cas and nod your head.

You heard the door open, you turn around to see who it was. It was Anna leaving the Café and you stood there in case she had more words for you but she kept quite while a sob escaped her mouth and went inside her car to drive off as fast as she could.

Lisa came out soon after wards

“You ok? And what was that all about?” Lisa looks to you in a worried expression on her face.

“I guess she couldn’t handle me hanging out with Michael, well I better get going and see how he is. Ill see you later though?” You say looking to Lisa.

“Yeah for sure and um let me know how he is to alright, I heard he caught Anna in bed with someone last night at Walker’s party” Lisa says motioning towards Michael.

“Yeah Ill let you know later” You say as Dean makes his way out.

“Y/n you ok?” Dean walk towards you to give you a hug and kiss at the top of your head, you give the hug back and slowly pull away from him.

“Yeah Im fine, look you guys hang out k. Cas and I are going to try and get Michael off of this stupid Anna situation” Both of them look to you and nod with worried expressions on Lisa’s face and even more worried expression on Deans.

He turns back and yells

“See you at home, or text me when you get home or something” you nod you head and get into the car.

The rest of the car ride was spent in silence, while Michael drove past the record store and kept driving.

You and Cas don’t say anything but let him drive where ever he wanted to go.

Michael turns on the music and overcame the speakers was Son’s gonna rise by Citizen Cope. He starts bobbing his head to the beat and starts singing to the lyrics.

“Got this woman in the back seat Yeah she's my wifey In the middle of the delivery Man she saves me To this day I don't know why She picked me up When I was down on the road With the wind when it blowed”

He looks into the rear view mirror looking at you while singing out the lyrics, You and Cas start laughing and start singing to as well.

“Y/n thanks for getting Anna off of me back there, I didn’t want to deal with her antics. I just wanted to say what I had to say and that was it. I didn’t have to hear her explanation” Michael says as he makes a turn to the river.

“Yeah no problem, you know I don’t think she would have guessed I would say something back to her” You look between Cas and Michael. Cas turns to look at you

“What did she say to you?” Cas says who has a worried expression on his face.

“Oh its nothing really” You tell the both of them.

“No, really what did she say to you?” Michael cuts in

“She said you would never go for a sophomore like me” You repeat her words knowing damn well it was true but you never admitted she was right to her face.

Michael pulls the car into park and kills the engine. Cas gets out of the car first while you were unbuckling your belt to follow Cas.

“Y/n she is wrong and I need you to know that. I can date who ever I want to date, she cant control me nor does she own me. She is I don’t know threatened or just doesn’t like being alone” Michael says to turn around to get a good look at you.

“Yeah I know that and what is she going to do? Beat the crap out of the next person you date?” You look to Michael and chuckle at the idea of Anna doing something very dramatic. The both of you get out of the car to go sit at the picnic table that is sitting by the shore.

Michael and Cas dropped you off at home, when you least expected you heard someone getting out of the car, turned to see who it was and to your surprise it was Michael.

“Y/n I cant let you go without me saying this but I have always had this crush on you. I have always liked you and after today with Anna back at the café I think my feelings have grown stronger for you to the point where I think Im in love with you. I know this whole thing with Anna is recent but you fixed everything, I completely forgot about my so called shattered heart when I saw you get into my car earlier this afternoon. You are so flawless, beautiful, don’t take crap from anyone, and when you need to you stand up for the people you care about and that’s what I love about you. I want to say is why not give us a chance? I know I will be graduating soon and you will be a junior next fall. I think we can figure things out as we go but please just give us a chance and see what will happen from where ever you decide to take a leap with me” Michael confesses his feelings for you when this whole time you basically had the same feelings for him.

He caught you off guard with everything. You had hoped one of these days you were going to tell him your feelings but he beat you to it. You stand there in complete silence and for the first time in your life you have absolutely nothing to say back.

“You have no idea how much I have always wanted to say those exact words to you when this whole entire time I have had this huge crush on you. I dont know how long I have had feelings for you but I am just glad you said something first other wise I wouldnt have said anything.” You tell him as you stand face to face with the person who you have had feelings for and Michael couldnt have been more on time than ever.

He stands there in front of you with a wide smile on his face.

“Well what do you say? Take a leap with me” He is very hopeful now that everything is out in the open.

You stand there biting your lower lip as a smile comes across your face and nod in agreement. He puts his arms around your waist as he lifts you to spin the both of you around and lock lips together.

This was the happiest moment for the both of you and nothing has ever felt soo right and all the both of you needed is a little encouragement from the three sisters from the Greek Mythologies.