#in order to keep hanging out with eli

[kazz-brekker]

the imperial navy: hey thrawn, you've been learning basic for a while and your grasp on the language seems pretty strong. surely you don't still need a translator?

thrawn:

[wileys-russo]

Fresa and Alba, playing a prank on Alexia,

"we just wanted to try something"

part of the void universe magic trick II a.putellas

if there was one thing you and alba weren't good at, it was attempting prank after prank on your eldest sister. somehow she seemed to always see them coming, most times even able to turn them around so you and alba ended up the victims of your own handiwork.

"hermana! do you want to see a magic trick?" you appeared in your sisters doorway with a grin, alexia looking up from her phone with a concerned frown. "no." the girl shook her head as you rolled her eyes.

"venga! please?" you asked, pleading eyes baring into her as alexia sighed, dropping her phone on the bed and standing to follow after you, taking a seat at the dining room table where your other sister was waiting.

"vamos tonta's. amaze me!" alexia waved her hands sarcastically as the two of you shared a look and nodded. "we will make the coin go from under the bottle to inside the bottle, with magic." alba challenged with a clap, showing the coin between her fingers as alexia gasped mockingly.

"the coin goes under the bottle-" alba recounted as you did exactly that, sliding it under the plastic water bottle on the table.

"-so then i cover this up." alba recounted, putting the tea towel down over the top of the bottle. "magic words." she clicked her fingers at you as you waved your hands over the top of the bottle and counted down from five.

"muy magic." alexia snickered as you shot her a glare, nodding to alba once it was done. "and now-" alba tugged the tea towel off and looked down the neck of the water bottle, moving aside so you could do the same.

"the coin is inside! look." alba encouraged as you tried to hide your smile, alexia looking at you both skeptically from her seat at the dinner table. slowly she leaned in and your hands begin to itch, ready to dart forward and squeeze it.

however, your chance never came.

instead you gasped as water was poured over your head and squirted in alba's face, alexia smirking with the now empty bottle in her hand. "los dos sois idiotas!" your eldest sister shook her head, having seen your plan coming from a mile away.

"puta!" alba darted forward first, grabbing the glass of water on the table and dumping it over alexia's head as you tackled her legs sending her careening to the floor.

"this is new!" you grunted trying to wrestle to keep her on the ground, your shirt having been one you'd gotten for your twelfth birthday just the other week now soaked.

"alba ayuda!" you yelped as your much taller sister flung you off effortlessly, your middle sister reappearing with a new bottle of water of water in hand.

"alba you do it, you die." alexia growled in warning trying to pull your arms off from where they were wrapped around her neck in a chokehold.

"do it!" you encouraged with a grunt, half hanging off the footballer as she attempted to stand and with a war cry you pulled her back down to the floor.

"alba, alba, alba no! fresa get off me!'" alexia grunted as you continued to encourage alba to do it, however right as the cap was flicked off and the girl was about to dump the bottle the front door swung open, footsteps clicking across the floorboards.

"ay dios mio why is my floor all wet? why are you all wet?" eli gasped, nearly slipping in a small puddle and fixing you all with a fierce glare that had your squabbling falling silent.

your back hit the ground with a grunt as alexia successfully yanked your arms off from around your neck and sat up. "no!" eli barked as you shielded your face and the older girl raised her fist to no doubt hit you.

"clean this up, now!" eli ordered firmly. "que? these idiotas started it, they can clean it up!" alexia scoffed standing to her feet and you snickered as she slipped and promptly fell back down with a yelp, quickly rolling out of the way as she tried to grab you.

"we just wanted to try something." you protested but it fell on deaf ears. "grow up and clean it up, all of you. and no fighting!" your mami warned firmly as you all grumbled under your breath, alba disappearing to grab a mop as you ran off to get the bucket.

maybe one day you would get one over alexia, but that day was not today.

[bmhcdnsms]

[male reader] - fem alligned, minors / ageless, and blank blogs dni or u will be blocked !

thinking about clingy men that won't leave you alone. i'm talking: whiny, needy, pathetic, touchy men that will do anything in their power to stay by your side. definitely do not care if their behavior is an inconvenience to anyone around you two, they won't change how they act at all.

they'll whine your name in that begging tone while they tug on the hem of your shirt, pleading eyes looking at you. all that effort just to beg you to let them come with you when you order your drink at the counter at the local cafe you two were at.

genuinely panics whenever you aren't near. it's codependency at its finest. you have to use the bathroom at the restaurant you two are dining at? he's counting down the seconds until you come back. and when you do, he almost burst into happy tears as he excitedly waits for you to take your seat. you have to help a family member on something important? he's trying to persuade you in letting him come, telling you that it's a good time for them to finally meet your boyfriend. you have to go to your classes? constantly tries sneaking in, despite you and your professor's warning on how he will get in trouble.

he can't go anywhere without you. turns into a really temperamental mess (to others) that will not hesitate in throwing a tantrum in hopes of that getting you to return back to his side.

-

"why don't you want me to come?" he whines, his voice on the other end of the phone call sounding exactly like heartbreak, "baby, i can go there quick-"

"i've already said no, elliot," you sigh, rubbing your forehead as you unlock your car, "you have classes, i know you do. you showed me your schedule last week, don't skip those classes,"

he whines again, sounding like a puppy that just got kicked. his needy sounds only grow louder at your silence, "but, why? i wanna go with you!"

"you can't, you can't miss your classes this semester. you got in a lot of trouble last time-"

"it doesn't matter! my professors don't care for attendence!"

"are you lying to me?"

there is a pause and that is enough to answer your question.

"i'm sorry, eli, but no," you're about to hang up, but falter as you feel bad for being so hard on him. but seriously! someone had to, or else he'd only get worse. your boyfriend practically wanted to live in your skin with you and it was beginning to be really concerning.

"i just want to spend time with my boyfriend, why won't you let me?" he pleads and you hear a locking of a door and can only assume he went to the bathroom for privacy in his upcoming breakdown, "do you not want to see me? are you hiding something?"

"i'm not and that's the truth, i just really need to go and buy groceries." you say calmly, already familiar with this routine.

"then why?! why can't i come? why? why don't you want to see me?" he questions, voice getting weaker and weaker. you can't see it, but he begins sliding down the door of the bathroom, stressfully running a hand through his hair. he begins hyperventilating. "why don't you want me with you?"

"we can see each other after my errands and after your classes," you explain, trying to tough it out even though your empathy is telling you to pity the man.

"[name], i really need to see you, please, please just let me come," he breathes out, words becoming a stuttering mess that is hard to understand through the phone, "please, let me see you, beautiful boy, please, please, please,"

he begins repeating the word "please" over and over again and at that point you begin wondering if it's even worth it to keep arguing with him over this. he's only going to get more adament in coming along. you curse yourself for even texting him that you were busy a couple of minutes ago because that is what made this reaction occur.

"please, i'll be quiet and good, you won't even know i'm there. i won't get in the way, i just want to be with you!"

[buckevantommy]

yay writing game! 2 + i + 𓆟 for bucktommy? 🫶🫶

“what they said back there. is it true?” + confusion + the war room of a military blacksite

"Tommy, h-hey—" He's putting distance between himself and the base. Buck's long stride has him catching up in no time but Tommy doesn't stop, won't even look at him, just keeps going like he can outpace his past if he walks fast enough. Buck doesn't think that's possible, and he'd know. "Tommy!"

As Tommy pulls up at the foot of an outcrop, Buck hangs back a step.

"What they said back there.." He almost doesn't want to ask. It doesn't make sense. But he needs to know, needs to hear it from Tommy. "Is it true?"

Even by the light of a crescent moon shrouded in cloud, he can see the small shake of Tommy's head. "That's not who I am." He says it to the night vista stretching out before them and to himself more than to Buck.

Buck hears what he's not saying, and it's a gut punch. "Tommy.."

Tommy's shoulders hunch. Buck can hear him trying to calm his harsh breaths in the still night air. "It wasn't my call," he says firmly, but his voice is smaller, retreating into the memory. Buck cautiously steps forward, keeping space between them but needing to see Tommy's face. Tommy stares resolutely ahead. "It was Gerrard's op. We were given direct orders, and we disobeyed. Sal, Eli and me— we tried to stop it." His breath stutters. The clouds part enough to illuminate the telling wetness of Tommy's eyes. "But we were too late. Waited too long." He swallows back the rest. Tears glisten down his cheeks.

Buck's heart clenches painfully. The unease in the pit of his stomach that had opened like a gaping maw back in the compound doesn't disappear entirely, but it shrinks so it doesn't feel like it's about to swallow him whole from the inside. He may not know everything but he knows enough, and the urge to comfort Tommy overcomes everything else.

He moves in near enough to take Tommy's fist between his hands, gently prying his fingers open so he can slot his own between them. Tommy doesn't resist, allowing Buck's touch, his proximity.

Finally, he looks at Buck: quiet devastation, guilt, and remorse written all over his face. It's a familiar sight Buck's seen in the mirror.

He squeezes Tommy's hand. Tommy's breath hitches as he squeezes back on a shaky exhale. Buck eliminates more space between them, tipping forward so their foreheads touch. They stand like that, together under a sky of veiled starlight in the middle of nowhere, breathing each other in.

As the minutes float by like the clouds above them, Tommy leans a little of his weight on Buck; physically, emotionally. Buck gladly takes it, and reaches up to grasp Tommy's neck, holding him close, and presses lingering soft kisses to the salty tear tracks on his cheeks.

Buck's got him. And he knows tommy: whatever crap Gerrard's cronies try to dredge up from the past or throw at them in the present, it won't be enough to stop them from trying. They're in this together, and they can't be beaten so easily.

doing this thing

[fourraccoonsinacoat]

Sharing a sneak peak from my next fic because I love all these idiots, especially Jaheira. Sassy elder mentor is a character trope I'll never get tired of writing.

For context, this fic centers around the "very twee" comment from Astarion after Durge resists. We going there!

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“Come on,” a hand on her shoulder suddenly began directing her away from Astarion towards the exit of the chamber. “I plan to burn these clothes and soak myself in holy water until morning in order to get the smell of this cesspit off.”

Eli glanced back at Astarion but didn’t resist. Jaheira had decided it was time to go, and gods help the unfortunate soul who defied such a decision. She could hear Minsc some paces behind her and Jaheira, lauding Astarion’s skill in the previous battle and musing about whether they might be able to find a blacksmith who could craft a Boo-sized crossbow.

“I do wonder, though, if Boo’s tiny hands might make such a design too difficult to construct,” Minsc conjectured heartily.

There was some speculative squeaking before, “Right you are, Boo! Any blacksmith worth their hammer should welcome the challenge!”

Eli sighed as they walked, a little too miserable for someone who’d just sidestepped death.

“What? Did you want to spend more time in the gruesome murder temple?” Jaheira needled, eyeing Eli curiously. “Maybe find some nice intestines to hang on your wall?”

Eli ignored the teasing, nodding her head in the direction of Astarion. “Did he seemed concerned at all? You know, when Bhaal showed up and sucked my soul out through my nose?”

There was a hint of bitterness in Eli’s voice that Jaheira did not miss.

“That’s what you’re concerned about, right now?” The druid tried and failed to keep a snarky edge out of her voice.

“He said it was twee,” Eli whispered fiercely, annoyed.

Jaheira gave her a look that walked the line somewhere between pity and perplexed.

“I don’t even know what that means. And before you start spiraling into your anxious thoughts, remember this.” Jaheira fixed Eli with her best wise old elder look and said with an air of gravitas, “Men have the emotional intelligence of a gelatinous cube, which is unfortunate for those of us who are attracted to them. Give him some time for his brain to catch up to his heart.”

Eli felt the tightness in her chest slightly relax and she gave a small appreciative smile.

“Speaking from experience?” she asked.

Jaheira barked a laugh. “I can’t play the part of the mysterious and enlightened advisor if I give up all my secrets.”

[ariesqueencobra]

what we used to be | V

Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your dad disapproves of Eli and Cobra Kai. You're also waiting on Eli to ask you out. Oh, you also get punched in the face.

Warnings: violence, blood, mentions of tattoos

Word Count: 2.2k

A/N: I think this chapter is cute! Make sure that if you want to see more of this story to comment and reblog! Comments let me know what you like about the story and reblogs help others see the story! Thanks!

I don't consent to this work being copied, translated or reposted.

“Junbi!” Sensei shouted. 

You followed his directions, getting into the correct stance.

“Good, bow,” he slapped his hands against his outer thighs, watching as the class listened. “Fighting positions,” he held his fists up.

You watched him and yourself in the mirror when he instructed you to go through the motions. You felt proud as you were getting the hang of it, the gi you wore allowed you to blend in with the rest of the crowd, and for once, you didn’t feel out of place.

“Stabilize your base, Hawk,” Sensei kicked Eli’s foot out, making him grunt. “Keep your balance. Full rotation when you strike,” he demonstrated.

You watched before correcting your own mistake. But as Sensei continued to walk through the rows, you jumped when he neared you.

“Did you just flinch?” He asked you and you averted your gaze. He narrowed his gaze before checking out the rest of the class, and coming to a conclusion. “Holy shit, we got a room full of flinchers”. 

“Yes, Sensei!” 

You felt stupid for saying it, but your instinct told you that was the best response.

“That was not a question,” he shouted. “Raise your hand if you’ve never been punched in the face,” he asked and stared in amazement when everyone besides his first two students held their hand in the air. 

The nerves that appeared in your stomach told you what your sensei was thinking. Your stomach dropped when it was right.

“All your life you’ve been avoiding fights so you don’t break your nose or lose a tooth,” he paced back and forth before stopping in the middle of the mat. “There’s only one solution and that is before you leave this dojo, each and every one of you is gonna take a punch, very hard, to the face,” he directed.

You gulped.

“Miss Robinson, line them up, unflinch this group,” he ordered before walking back to his office.

She hesitated, glancing at Miguel for support until she cracked her knuckles, beginning with you. 

“Sorry, Y/N,” she sucked in a breath before reeling back her fist and knocking you square in the face.

The impact was hard. 

You actually stumbled a few steps back as you held your nose. You felt a dribble of wetness on your upper lip and when you reached to wipe, you saw blood. The sight made you freak out, but as you assessed the rest of yourself, you realized you were okay. 

You survived.

Still, the pain that radiated in your face was new and unwelcomed. 

“Nice job, babe,” Eli grinned, patting you on the back. “Total badass”.

You smiled in response as you walked off the mat, grabbing a tissue from your backpack to help with the bleeding. You spent the rest of the time, waiting for Eli’s turn. 

Every person faced Aisha’s punch, all of them groaning out in pain afterward. Some had already left class and finally, it was your boyfriend���s turn.

She punched him so hard he went flying. The gasp that escaped you was comical as you went over to his aid.

“He’s okay!” Aisha shouted.

“I’m fine,” he groaned, doubling over as he struggled to get up.

You grabbed him by the arm, hosting him up as you led him back to the front.

“That was intense,” Eli said, rubbing his shoulder where he landed on the mat.

“Tell me about it,” you giggled but immediately stopped when that caused pain to erupt. “Wanna head back to my house?” You touched your nose, seeing that the blood was stopping.

“Sure, maybe we could spar a little, some one on one,” he smirked, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. 

You felt your face heat up as you began to walk towards your bikes. “That’d be fun,” you grinned.

Once you were back at your house, you were glad to see that your parents weren’t home from work yet. You made your way to the fridge to grab a few drinks and snacks for you and Eli before you made your way to the back. 

“Sensei is training us hard, but I kinda like the challenge,” you smirked, handing Eli his drink.

“Same, I never felt more badass than I do now,” he raised a brow. “So you ready?” 

“Ready,” you raised your fists.

It was fun more than anything, to be honest. 

You kept your focus on your stance but it was enjoyable getting to mess around with your boyfriend on the grass. 

“You’re going too easy on me,” you giggled when you dodged a punch that was easy to block. 

“Well I don’t want to hurt you,” he smiled, ducking when you swung your arm. 

“Oh, c’mon, I took that punch without a sweat, you went flying,” you snorted. 

“The details don’t need to be recounted,” he dismissed, making you laugh again. 

Without another thought, you tackled Eli, making him fall onto his back on the grass. The look on his face was priceless before you swung your leg over him so you hovered above him. “I win,” you smirked, reaching down to peck his lips.

“What the hell is going on here?” Your father's voice boomed in the backyard. 

Your eyes widened and you were quick to get off of Eli. 

“Hi, Dad,” you ran your hand over your hair, gulping down the awkwardness.

“Hi, sir, we were just practicing karate,” Eli jumped up, standing beside you. 

“Karate?” He looked puzzled. “Since when did you join karate?” He glanced at you.

“A week ago,” you answered. “Mom said it was okay,” you added. 

“Wait here, I’m not done with whatever is going on between you two,” he jutted a finger at the space between you and Eli. 

“Hang on,” you touched Eli’s arm before heading inside.

You entered the kitchen, hearing your parents' voices as they spoke to each other.

“She wanted to join karate, you know it’s hard for her at school with the bullies,” your mom reasoned, prepping the vegetables in the sink.

“You know how I feel about karate,” your dad said, his hands placed on his hips.

Your mom rolled her eyes. “Our daughter’s never been more confident,” she retorted. “You know she’s on a good path,” her gaze softened. 

You took a step forward, still not being known by your parents. The creak of the floorboard turned their attention to you.

“It’s true,” you began. “I really like karate,” your voice lightened.

“What’s the dojo?” Your dad asked.

“Cobra Kai,” you stated.

The way his disapproving face changed to one of fear piqued your interest, but his next words made you forget about that thought. “Absolutely not,” he shook his head. “You’re quitting,” he ordered.

Your mouth fell open and you glanced at your mom who had a “you're serious?” look. “Why not?” You whined.

He stepped away, shaking his head as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You didn’t know what it was like growing up with Cobra Kai in the Valley, their students were a menace, it was a good thing they got banned in ‘85,” he explained. “You don’t know Cobra Kai like I do,” he huffed out.

You knew there was more to the story, but you couldn’t pinpoint it at the moment. Knowing you wanted to keep your position at Cobra Kai more than anything, you kept your mouth shut with the questions.

“It’s different now,” you reasoned. “Sensei Lawrence is turning us into badasses, not losers,” you frowned. “I mean look at Eli” you pointed out into the backyard where he was practicing some positions.

Your parents followed your gaze and your mother made a sound of approval but your dad was quick to dismiss it.

“He looks like he’s on his way to becoming an ass,” he turned back to look at you. “And now what? You’re dating him?” He scoffed, his features telling you dating the boy you had a crush on for the last decade was the most offensive thing you could ever do.

“He’s not an ass,” you rolled your eyes. “And, as a matter of fact, I am,” you crossed your arms over your chest, finding the confidence to hold your stance.

“I don’t approve, of him or the karate,” he waved his hands out in front of him. “I want you to end things with him,” he pointed at your boyfriend.

“Dad?! No!” You scoffed. “I’m not ending things with Eli and I’m not leaving Cobra Kai,” you defended. 

“Then you’re grounded,” he stated, point blankly. 

“Mom!” You turned to her.

She sucked in a breath, placing a hand on her husband’s shoulder. “Eli’s a good kid, we both know that,” she began. “As for Cobra Kai, maybe this is a lesson she needs to figure out on her own,” she shrugged. “But no matter what, we’re gonna be there for her, right?” She pressed a smile, lightening her tone in hopes that it got him to change his mind.

After a beat of silence, he inhaled deeply. “Fine, you can keep dating the kid. But there won’t be any more unsupervised visits and your door has to be open at all times,” he raised a finger, tone firm. “As for Cobra Kai, I want to tell you right now, I don’t trust that it’s changed one bit so be careful, okay?” He warned. 

You gulped. Part of you wanted to take his warning seriously, but the other part of you was relieved that he agreed. With a smile on your face, you ran up to your parents, engulfing them in a hug.

“Thanks, guys,” you breathed out, pressing a kiss to both their cheeks.

You pulled away, running out to the backyard to meet Eli. 

“They approve,” you beamed. “Of you and Cobra Kai!” You admitted.

He faltered. “Wait, me? They didn’t approve of me?” 

“My mom has always, but you know how my dad is,” you shrugged, grabbing his hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “But it’s all okay now,” you reached over to kiss him on the cheek. 

“Awesome,” he grinned.

~

You were stretching between Aisha and Hawk when Miguel began talking about his “not-a-date” with Samantha LaRusso.

It was cute seeing him get all excited for it but your heart sank when you realized he was going on a date before you and he wasn’t even dating anyone!

The thought made you sigh out loud but it went ignored as Miguel droned on.

“I need somewhere romantic but not too romantic,” he contemplated.

You snickered when Aisha rolled her eyes. About to open your mouth to speak, Eli beat you to it. 

He jumped up on his feet, undoing his belt before shrugging the material off. “You could take her to get tattoos. I know a guy, who just hooked me up with this bad boy,” he said as he turned around.

Your eyes went wide. 

Oh shit.

“That is badass,” Aisha said.

You were silent, in complete shock. You couldn’t believe your boyfriend got a tattoo without telling you.

“Fourteen hours in the chair,” he stated.

You shook your head in disbelief but a crease formed between your brows when you recalled the day he was MIA. “Is that why you canceled on me?” You asked, feeling kind of offended.

“Sorry about that babe, I wanted to surprise you,” he quickly apologized as he tied the belt again, sitting down and kissing you quickly. “Also don’t tell my parents,” he added. 

You snorted at that.

“Any other suggestions?” Miguel pivoted the conversation back to its main focus. 

“Maybe do something she likes,” you suggested. “Or dinner and a movie, maybe a picnic on the beach, those would be my ideal first date,” you emphasized, sending a look towards Eli. 

“Kinda corny,” Miguel disagreed. 

“I’m out of options then,” you sighed, focusing back on your stretching as your mind thought to the possibility of going on your first date with Eli.

It made sense to go on a date at this point in the relationship. You had been dating for longer than a week, you kissed several times. What’s the hold-up? 

That question plagued you for the rest of class so much you didn’t realize you were walking out of the dojo.

“Good luck on your not-a-date,” Aisha wished Miguel. “See ya later, guys,” she bid you and Eli. 

“You’ve been quiet since Miguel brought up his girl problems, did he get you too depressed?” He chuckled, wrapping his arm around you.

“No,” you shook your head. “Just the date talk got me thinking,” you shrugged, glancing down.

“About what?” He asked, pulling his bike off the rack. 

“Nothing,” you opted to answer.

Riding your bike home alongside him was the highlight of your afternoon, but today you were quiet. It felt like the Halloween dance all over again but you didn’t want a repeat of that. Still, you weren’t sure how to bring it up without sounding desperate. 

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, Eli,” you reached over to kiss him goodbye. 

He nodded, waiting by the curb until you entered your house. “Y/N!” He shouted.

You paused fishing out your keys from your bag. “Yeah?” 

“I want to take you out, officially,” he smirked.

“Really?” You didn’t even try to hide your excitement, dropping your things and running towards him. “Where?” 

“It’s a surprise,” he shrugged. ���But tomorrow, seven alright? I’ll pick you up,” he said. 

“Okay,” you agreed, beaming with happiness as you grabbed his face to kiss him before you went back to your dropped things. You waved at him before shutting the door behind you.

You were going on your first date!

~

[mortalduality]

manny jacinto, bisexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that eliong vega? i’ve seen them hanging out with the counselors. i hear they’re 39, but they’ve been been coming to camp for 20 years. they seem to be inquisitive & meticulous, but also obsessive & dismissive. it’s cool that they’re capable of astral projection, intangibility, magnetic field manipulation, & photokinesis! their aesthetics are also stacks of books filling a cozy home library in organized chaos, heavy eyes watching the sun rise after staying up all night , “when the night is over” by lord huron. | written by odd

Basics:

Name: Eliong Vega Nicknames: Eli, Lio Birthplace: Seattle, Washington Date of birth: December 31, 11:28 PM Age: 39 Education level: Doctorate Occupation: Physics Professor at M.I.T. Species: Witch Position: Counselor Powers: Astral Projection, Intangibility, Magnetic Field Manipulation, Photokinesis.

Appearance:

Height: 6'0" Weight: 175 Build: Lean - Athletic Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Brown Tattoos: Sleeves on both arms with different sigils and runes. Enchanted not to be seen. Piercings: None Sexual orientation: Bisexual Sexual Position. Top Clothing style: Classic with a modern twist. Enjoys natural textiles like leather, cotton, and wool. Earth Tones. Gold Jewelry. Big Glasses. Everything perfectly fitted to his body. Prominent features: His High Cheekbones. His Chiseled Jaw. His Beauty Mark

Personality:

Astrological sign: Capricorn Positive traits: Inquisitive, Meticulous, Attentive Negative traits: Obsessive, Dismissive, Solitary Habits: Has a tendency of staying up all night and falling asleep on his desk, or wherever he spent working. Bites his bottom lip when he is focused on his writing. When he's waiting, or feeling impatient, he taps his fingers in what seems to be in a random order, but in actually it follows the binary number sequence. Quirks: When he's really deep in thought about a certain topic, he will attempt to push his glasses up to the bridge of his nose (even if he is wearing contacts). Traces his tattoos over his clothes and mumbles the type of sigils they are to himself. When eating pastries, he continuously takes a bite from the opposite side to keep it as symmetrical as possible. Pet peeves: Slow walkers. People transforming into the being they have engrossed themselves with. Hobbies: Reading, Baking, Stargazing, Going to Hobbies, Collecting, Traveling. Alignment: True Neutral Personality: INTP - Logician Inspirations: Sebastian from Lala Land. "Picture You" by Chappell Roan. Old memories washing over you after only taking in a familiar scent. "When the Night is Over" by Lord Huron. Mark Watney from The Martian. Finding the perfect vintage book at an antique store. "Sandcastles" by Beyonce

Biography:

Eliong was born in Seattle, Washington. The middle child of three children. Human. No previous lineage to witches or the supernatural. He was a bright child, who thoroughly enjoyed school. Because of this, he was always curious about what was out there, feeling like there was more than what many wanted to questions. It was when he turned 16 that he started to explore with the craft in his endeavor to uncover the fundamental truths of the world and the universe.

Eventually, Eli would get accepted into the University of California, Berkley for Physics. As the young man pursued his academic career, he would also continue his craft before hearing rumors about a camp that can help him with his journey.

In due time, the young witch graduated and received his bachelors degree. This would have also been the year where he decided to step up and take the responsibilities of being a counselor as well as applying for his Masters at Harvard.

Everything was going perfectly for Eliong. His academic career and his witch's journey, using both of them to strengthen his perception of the other. Hell, the introverted man found someone to spend his life with, missing the summer for the first time before his first year of his doctorate at MIT to get married. Eva, another human, a girl he met his first year of undergrad, and she everything that he didn't know he was looking for.

After getting married and finishing his doctorates, Lio's time at the camp would be far shorter than previous years, though he will still try his best to always appear.

Though, after 10 years of marriage, his relationship turned soured and went down the drain. After the dust settled with his divorce, Eliong threw himself into his work and now went back to spending much more time at the camp, teaching whoever who seeks his help.

Connections:

longstanding relationships: Eliong has been at the camp for two entire decades, there will be relationships that could have been forged throughout this whole time. This can range from friendships, rivals, or mentees. outside connections: Perhaps they have met each other outside of the camp and somehow have a more intimate relationship because of this. starting his coven: He's about to turn 40 and has been doing this on his own for a very long time. It might be time that he might start his own coven. Maybe your character is talking him into it, or even out of it, for whatever reason. mentees: Outside of the camp, Eliong is a professor, and although he went into it for his own research he's found out he enjoys assisting other people through their own journeys. Naturally, he takes the role of a mentor at the camp. Only problem is that he is lost in his own world, so 9 times out of 10, they would have to come up to him. flings: This would have been more recent since in the beginning of his time, he was in a relationship and pretty faithful. However, after his divorce he's gone on benders and just drowned in vices. Can be toxic, tense, elusive. roomies: Eliong is pretty much a hermit if you allow him to be. Gets lost in his studies and his own world often. So why not force him to be social with some cabinmates! always open for ideas and suggestions !!

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

do you know of any fics that exist in an au we’re the s4 breakup never happened? like blaine hanging out in the loft with rachel santana and kurt while he was still at mckinley in s4.

From a previous ask, where Blaine didn't cheat in season 4, we have these three below. However, most writers tend to follow canon that they broke up for some reason in season 4. ~Jen

The Secret About Blaine’s Cheating byMadPie

After reading everything I could possibly find, this is what I think actually think Blaine did that night with Eli, and this is how I believe how Kurt will find out.

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Loneliness Found Me by  CoffeeAddict80

Instead of cheating on Kurt, Blaine finds himself singing about his feelings to what he thinks is an empty auditorium.

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Exhibit McKinley by @tonks42

AU Season 4. Living so far apart from NYADA student Kurt, Blaine decides to send his boyfriend a series of letters and objects to chronicle his senior year.

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The Air in My Lungs By JButler

Kurt wasn't trying to be perfect, just honest.

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Check the Season 4 tag for fix it fics.

Scenes During the Break Upby misqueue

A collection of vignettes set in season 4 across the time in which Kurt and Blaine are broken up. Not in chronological order. For the Klaine Advent 2013 challenge. Stories are consistent with my The Architects of Life canon ‘verse.

Note: Many of the stories have the friends-with-benefits tag.

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There are lots of season 4 fics where Blaine hangs out with the newbies, Sam, Tina and Artie when they are split - Killerqueen80 on AOS writes some great stories.

Glee Gen Fictlet #2 Graduation Party By Killerqueen80

The remaining four seniors plan a graduation party, all of new ND and some of the graduates who have helped them at competitions and such are invited to attend. it ends up being biota 2.0. basically just shenanigans with former grads witnessing the drama free family dynamic the current seniors helped create.

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If you want Blaine hanging with Kurt, Rachel and Santana, here are some that are set in season 5.

Drunk on You by flaming_muse

It takes Kurt three times to fit his key in the lock of the apartment’s door, partly because Blaine is swaying heavily against his side, a warm, drunk weight keeping him off-balance, and partly because the alcohol in his own system is making the lock swim just enough in the plane of the door that he can’t quite catch it.

Bushwick futurefic, set within the next year or so, after Blaine’s graduation, no spoilers past 5x03

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Bushwick Game Night by flaming_muse

Pictionary in the Bushwick loft is serious business.

Bushwick futurefic, set sometime in fall 2013, spoilers assumed through but not past 5x07 (“Puppet Master”)

[disneyanddisneyships]

I need alistar like.. having the best life

Like make him happy

Have his family give him Christmas presents underneath the tree when he doesn’t expect them giving him any cause he’s never experienced a single act of kindness from his dad ever

Like

Please

Make him happy

Make the boy happy

As you wish.

I got so carried away this has more plot than I wanted it to.

Alistar sighed as he made his way through the village. It was snowing out, and he was freezing cold. But he HAD to pick up the Christmas gifts he had gotten for his friends.

They had done so much for him in the past 3 years and he was determined to start paying it forward.

Between getting therapy from Eve, sparring with Mia like old times, and even spending time with ELI of all people, he owed his new family a debt.

And the first part of it would be paid off with Christmas gifts.

Alistar had never gotten Christmas gifts as a kid after his mom had died. And even before that, his father would always throw them away the second they were left out on the floors of the castle.

His Christmases were often spent in the dungeons of his father's castle, feeding the mice that came and went to keep away from the cold... even though the cell was just as cold as the outside. Maybe even colder.

.......

"Larry? I'm here to pick up an order!" Alistar called as he wiped his shoes off outside before walking into the shop.

"Ahhh! Prince Alistar! A pleasure as always!" The older man exclaimed from his seat by the fire. "Come on in! I'll just go back and get your order!" He exclaimed as he stood up and walked further into his house.

Alistar smiled as he looked around. The house was cozy. And is he sniffed hard enough, he could smell fresh cookies in the oven.

"Cutting it a tad bit close, are we?" Larry asked as he came into view with a small red gift bag.

"I would've been here yesterday, but Rosa was having trouble moving her plants inside, Ella needed help with the horses, and Mia needed help with her weapons so they wouldn't get all rusty...." Alistar explained as he fished in his satchel for some money.

"You're certainly helping everyone out quite a bit!" Larry stated with a smile as he took the due amount from Alistar.

"It's the least I could do. They've already done so much for me... and after what I did to all of them... I really should pay their kindness forward," Alistar explained as he took the gift bag and placed it gently in his satchel so it would be safe from the snow.

"Ahhh working for those Christmas gifts! I see how it is!" Larry chuckled.

"Oh I doubt they'll get me anything!" Alistar laughed. "I don't really deserve Christmas and... it was never a big childhood thing for me growing up,"

"Oh well that's too bad! It's a great time of the year!" Larry replied.

"I'm glad you had that experience, sir! I'll make sure to come back sometime! Have a great christmas!" Alistar stated as he put hus cloaked hood on and walked back to the castle in the snow.

........

Alistar walked inside the castle, taking his cloak off and hanging it up to dry before walking into his room to get the rest of the gifts he had gotten for his friends.

The gifts consisted of personalized items for each friend and family member he had.

Ella's gift was a silver dove necklace. Loreley was a silver ring that changed color from red to blue based on her emotions. Mia's was a new dress that looked just like one of her mom's old ones that Alistar had seen her in. Alruna's was a triple ring set that if punched with them, would cause bodily harm. Eve was lifted a sketchbook. Eli was gifted a "free stab" coupon and a new hammer, due to how alistar noticed his old one was broken. And Rosa?

Well that's what Alistar went to pick up.... it was a lovely Rose styled hair pin, along with a glass rose pen and.... an engagement ring.

Alistar looked at the red velvette box the ring came in and gulped. He was beyond nervous... he was never very lucking love, everyone knew that.. but when he had met Rosalyn.... it was as if his whole world could be seen within her beautiful brown eyes.

Closing the box, Alistar picked up all of the gifts and rushed down to the library to put them all underneath the tree.

Just in time. Tomorrow was Christmas eve.

........

As alistar woke up in a cold swet the next morning from a nightmare, he took a breath to compose himself.

Today was the party for the whole kingdom and he had to be the best version of himself he could.

"Alistar?" Came a voice from the other side of his door.

He would recognize it anywhere.

"I'm coming Rosa! I'll be right out, love!" He called as he took off his sleepwear, catching sight of all his scars in his vanity mirror.

A permanent reminder of his trauma and the trauma he caused to others.

After getting dressed, Alistar opened the door to see his beautiful rose.

"Well good morning, gorgeous~" he flirted as he held out his arm for her.

She giggled, taking his arm as they walked into the kitchen. "Good morning!" She replied.

......

Breakfast was loud, and Alistar stayed silent almost the whole time, his left hand intertwined with Rosa's as his other hand held his fork.

"We have so much to do today! Have we gotten the flower shipments in for the decirations?" Mia asked as she took note of Ella's answers.

"Yes! We have! Rosa was also very kind in providing some of the roses in her part of the garden!" Ella replied as she smiled at Rosa.

"It was my pleasure!" Rosa agreed.

"So.. Alistar.... do you have any plans for tomorrow after we open gifts?" Ella asked, attempting to talk to her former best friend.

Ever since the final battle of it all, things continued to be very awkward between Ella and Alistar. Despite how good of friends they used to be, Alistar still had walls built up that stemmed from the life he had lead full of betrayal and abuse.

"Oh! Um..." Alistar trailed off as he glanced over to Rosa before turning back to Ella. "I... I actually have an important question I need to ask you.. bit I'm afraid I'm unable to do that... right now...." He stated with a smile.

"Oh! Alright, no worries!" Ella exclaimed before going back to talking with Mia.

......

After breakfast, Alistar paced around the dining room, waiting for Ella and Eli to be done talking with the captain of the guard.

"Yes just let two or three people in at a time so there won't be such an overwhelming meet and greet with us!" Ella confirmed.

The guard nodded before exiting the room.

"Alistar, you've been pacing for 30 minutes," Eli stated with a raised eyebrow.

"O! Right! What was it you needed to talk about?" Ella asked.

Alistar took a breath. "Im... I'm going to ask Rosalyn to marry me...."

"WHAT?!" Ella screeched with a giant smile.

"Shhhhhh!" Alistar hushed as he looked around the room.

"Wow.... are you sure you're ready for that?" Eli asked as he crossed his arms.

"I'm.... more sure than I have been in a long time.... the thing is though.... I dont know when the right time is.... and i wanted to ask how YOU two got engaged," Alistar explained as he cuddled with the ring box.

Ella smiled to herself. "Well um.... Eli took me on a picnic for our anniversary... and.... he did it under the willow tree just outside the kingdom.... around the place where he and I first met,"

"That... sounds really great for you guys...." Alistar smiled before turning to Eli. "How did you know it was the right time? Or the right place?"

"Like how you knew it was the right time to stab me?" Eli asked.

Alistar's lips formed a thin line before Eli let out a chuckle.

"I'm messing with you.... I guess... I really.. DIDNT know until I felt with my entire being that I couldn't go another moment without asking," Eli described. "I wish you luck.... youre giving her a good christmas present.... your mom mustve been good with gifts," Eli stated.

"Oh um... no not really... I never really got gifts as a child after my mom died. Unless you count my pet mouse, Mike, but I found him when my dad threw me in the dungeons," Alistar replied as he held the ring box in his pocket.

"You.... You've never had christmas?" Ella asked.

Alistar shruggsed, waving them goodbye as he walked back to his room, leaving Ella and Eli to just stare at one another.

..........

The party went off without a hitch, children got presents, parents got drinks, And the royal family and friends of the castle spent time together.

Except for Alistar.

He was nervous. So incredibly nervous.

No time was the right time. Every moment he even though about the proposal he saw Rosa talking to a new person.

He needed to get his head on straight.

As the night went on, more people turned in including Rosa and Alistar's missed opportunities.

It was good he was distracted though, because he didn't notice his friends leaving the castle alltogether.

..........

The next morning rolled around and Alistar was startled awake, holding his knife out from under his pillow and pointing it at..... Loreley?

"Shit..... you can't wake me up like that.... I'm sorry...." Alistar apologized as he put the knife back under his pillow and rubbed his face to wake up.

"Whatever. Cmon! It's Christmas morning!" Loreley exclaimed as she walked out of the room.

Alistar followed after her, putting his slippers on but not bothering to change into his day clothes at all.

Everyone was sat around the tree in the library, practically buzzing with excitement as they all looked over at him.

He waved awkwardly before walking over and sitting next to Rosa.

"Hey um.... Ro?" He whispered in her ear as the others started talking.

"One sec, Eli is opening his gifts," she stated with a smile as she cuddled up against Alistar.

"Alistar, you got me a gift?" Eli asked as he picked up the bag.

"Oh you'll love it, E!" Alistar replied.

"Oh! A new hammer! Thanks man! I had to throw mine away last week!" Eli stated with a smile.

"Keep looking!" Alistar stated.

Eli raised an eyebrow as he brought out a piece of paper labeled "free stab coupon" before laughing.

"Now you can return the favor anytime you want!" Alistar stated.

Eli continued to laugh.

As time went on. And more presents were opened, Ella looked at Alistar.

"Hey, Al?" She asked.

"Um... just.. just give me one Sec, El!" He stated as he turned to Rosa. "Rosa... could we slip away for a second? I have to ask you something," He muttered.

"Alistar um... we-"

Ella was interrupted by Rosa and alistar standing up.

"Sorry! Keep going without us okay?" Alistar smiled, completely unaware of the 20 something presents all labeled "Alistar".

Rosa leaned against the hallway, her head tilted. "Al? What's wrong?" She asked with a small smile.

"W.. well um.. nothings wrong.. necessarily... but um.. I was... wondering... y-you and I have been... well we've been together for some time now and.... w.... um...." Alistar stumbled through his words.

"Alistar?" Rosa asked.

The blonde took a breath and got down on one knee. Rosa gasped, her eyes widening.

"Rosalyn.... will you marry me?" He asked.

On the brink of tears, Rosa nodded her head frantically and hugged him, almost knocking him over.

After a good few minutes in each other's arms, Alistar and Rosa headed back into the library.

"Sorry about that guys! Did everyone open their gifts?" Alistar asked as he and Rosa sat down.

"Well... yes..." Ella stated.

"Really? Then... wait why are there so many under the tree? Is it for decoration?" Alistar asked.

"..... Al.... They're for you," Ella smiled.

"... w..... what?" His voice cracked.

"... Alistar... everyone deserves to have a christmas.... so we... we all got you a present for each year you never had one," Ella stated, holding her breath.

In that moment? Alistar realized what he had been missing out on.

He never had a biological family who cared enough to do any of this... but he always had a family who did.

And every time it was always Ella.... and now... he had even more family members to rely on.

[direwombat]

tagged by @aceghosts, and @socially-awkward-skeleton on this wip of a wednesday (tysm <3)

brain hasn't been letting me write recently, so here's something from a few weeks ago. it's the intro to the "soft praise kink jakesyb" smutfic i will eventually come back to (also uh...katc spoilers but these spoilers are a LOOOOOOOONG way off and still kinda falls in line with fc5 canon so spoilers but not really but still kinda). tw for decapitation

Sybille storms through the hallways of St. Francis. The Chosen wisely part for her as she carves a bloody streak of red across the floors. She’s drenched in red, her eyes wide and almost manic. Her pupils are tiny pinpricks surrounded by thick rings of green, and her chest heaves with every shallow breath she takes. Every muscle in her body is tense, poised to strike and lash out at anyone who gets in her way, and the sweet, metallic taste of iron fills her mouth. 

Yet, she looks leagues better than the victim she’s carrying with her. 

Every thunderous step of her combat boots leaves wet, red footprints across the linoleum, striding alongside the dripping trail originating from the stump of Eli Palmer's neck. 

She carries the head by its hair -- his head by his hair. Her fingers weave through the dark, tangled, matted locks. The skin is pale, his chapped lips a frigid blue, and his jaw hangs slack now that there’s no tension to keep it shut. His warm brown eyes -- eyes that looked upon her with affection, with a look that said “Under any other circumstances, we could have had something great,” -- are nothing more than cold, glassy marbles, quickly clouding over. 

She had done her job. Served her purpose. Made her sacrifice. 

The worst part of it is that she had done it entirely sober. No Bliss clouded her judgment. No red tinting the edges of her vision or “Only You” echoing hauntingly somewhere in the distance. She was entirely aware of what she was doing as she committed every single gruesome action against Eli and the Whitetail militia. 

He had fed her, clothed her, armed her, fucking saved her. He was the one who pulled her from the Grand View all those weeks ago. He was the one who trusted her when no one else did, when her mind was still in the early stages of ripping itself apart. He didn’t judge her for her instability like Joey, or challenge her decisions like Grace eventually did. They were equals. Former soldiers, thrust into positions of authority against their will and burdened by the responsibility others placed on them. He let her into his bunker. Trusted her when trust was hard to come by. 

And in exchange, she killed him; smoked the militia out of their burrow as if they were nothing more than rabbits. She had hunted them down. Picked them off, one by one until it was just Eli left. He had begged her for mercy. Pleading, saying that this wasn’t her, that it was Jacob’s conditioning. She was better than this. Stronger.

She showed him just how strong she was by meting out the Judgment for his sins, as her new role in the Project demands. Then, she had cut through the cartilage of his neck and slipped her knife between his vertebrae to bring a trophy back to her Master. 

Proof she had made her sacrifice; that she had done as ordered like the good little soldier she is. Jacob’s right hand. His pet. His Judge. 

Kicking down the door to Jacob’s office, she barges in without announcing herself. He’s sitting at his desk with his reading glasses perched precariously on the tip of his nose. A number of files lay spread out across his desk, and he’s meticulously cross-referencing them when she drops Eli’s head on top of them with an undignified splat. 

“It’s done,” she says grimly. 

tagging: @wrathfulrook, @harmonyowl, @ivymarquis, @jillvalentinesday, @cassietrn, @poetikat, @confidentandgood, @strafethesesinners, @trench-rot,@miyabilicious, @simplegenius042, @g0dspeeed (sorry about what syb did to cappie's man here), @inafieldofdaisies, @josephslittledeputy, @adelaidedrubman, @madparadoxum, @voidika, @strangefable, and anyone else with something to share today! (taglist opt in/out)

[foreverforgally]

In The Garden

A Gally Fanfic; Chapter 4

The kiss

Summary - Quinn Abigail Allen is the first female ever to grace the presence of the Glade. At first the tensions between her and keeper Gally are high, the enemies to lovers trope creeps through her life. Will she give into the trope? Or will she chose the love triangle?

Warnings - Maybe smut in different chapters or hints of sexual activity. Fluff! Angst! I am definitely not a good writer! Short chapter!

A few weeks went by in the Glade and ultimately I had been chosen as a Builder. Although we worked together, there wasn’t much speaking happening between me and Gally.

Everytime I figured we were going to address the situation, he would order me around like I was any other Builder that worked under him. He was actively avoiding me.

Outside of “work”, I didn’t have much to do in my very little free time. I did however make a few good friends. Elijah was a slicer, however his job was primarily to raise the livestock.

Elijah was tall, strong and his locks were a messy dirty gold color. "You busy today Eli?" His back faced me, he was planted on a stool, caring to one of the Glades many sheep's.

"Yeah sorry Q, Winston has us doing double time." He turned around on his chair, he beamed at me while giving me the bad news.

"Boring, can't those shanks give you a break," I walked along the wall of the shed, touching and playing with various tools.

"Aren't you supposed to be building... Y'know, as a builder?" He chuckled, turning back and putting his attention into the animal.

"Yeah, well Gally's in a mood, just yells incoherent nonsense and expects a corporate office." Bending down, I grabbed one of the piglet and held it into my chest.

"Soo you came to bother me instead of your job?" Elijah turned and smirked at me, hanging off his chair with a brush in his hand.

I rolled my eyes and put the piglet down. "You've never minded my company," I softly stated, "I just can't handle him when he doesn't want to talk to me." I had walked over to his stool, grasping his locks with my fingers, brushing and braiding.

Over time, while spending it with Elijah, we grew close. Our relationship was strange, we had already developed nicknames for one another and were comfortable with friendly physical touch.

"And how's that going for you?" His tone softening from the teasing, enjoying the sensation of the mini head message.

"He's infuriating, It's always his way or no way." By this time, I had my own stool and I spent my time taking my nerves out on Eli's hair.

"I mean, every time I get any percentage of close to starting a conversation, he just changes the subject to work," I babbled, "Ever since the 'almost kisses' and him becoming my keeper, he's completely belittled my existence." | dropped my hands in frustration.

"Wasn't he doing that before hand?" He raised his eyebrows in genuine question, turning his head to look back at me. I slapped the back of his head and he ducked out, holding the spot I hit.

"Ow!" He sassed at me, "You have no brain cells Eli." | stood up from my stool and walked back to the piglet.

"Are you interested in that pig?" He stood up aswell, The sheep being well groomed and ready for sheering.

I shrugged, she was cute. "I don't know, I like her spots." I smiled down at the piglet, she was a white pig with black spots, it particularly tickled her snout.

"Take her." He suggested, shrugging like it was such a casual offer. "Woah Elijah, I can't just take a pig. What, What would I even do with her?" The said pig bounced around and made little squeaks as her tail danced around.

"I don't know, probably give her a better life than we could, y/know, unless you're into eating your pets." He chuckled and I grimaced.

"Even if I did take her, what would I even do with her?" I questioned, watching her run around and squeal. "Keep her here, I’ll take care of her for you." He persisted.

What if the Glade needed this adorable, cute pig? "You promise it's not a big deal?" I wanted to make sure we wouldn't become a problem for him.

"Quinn, I promise from my death bed, that l'll take care of that pig," He smiled, "No questions asked." He scooped her up, gently placing her into my arms.

My face contorted in the sweet gesture, "Thanks Eli," I hugged him hard with an umph, his arms slowly wrapping around me securely.

"Anytime Q." He whispered into my hair. I pulled away and he kept his gaze on my eyes, running down to my lips. "What're you going to call her?" He asked softly, eyebrows raising.

" think I'll name her Sadie, cute right?" I looked down the pig in my arms. "Beautiful." His arms were still wrapped around my waist, gaze never leaving mine.

"Am I interrupting something?" Jesus can I just have one moment without someone walking in? I separated from Elijah's touch, him being more hesitant.

"Gally, I was just-" I hesitated, "Getting back to your post? You've been gone for over thirty minutes." He accused, his body looked tense and I knew I was in trouble.

"Right." I retorted, "I'Il see you later Elijah." I handed Sadie back to him, He looked down at me feeling sorry for me. I walked past Gally wordlessly, shoving my shoulder into his as I made it out of the shed.

Right in the middle of the Glade, Gally grabbed me by my upper arm and pulled me towards him. "What were you doing." He pressed angerly, "What does it matter to you Gally?” I spat his name out like venom, having enough of his attitude.

He scoffed, making random noises instead of answering my question. I scoffed, "Typical." I started to walk away, but his grip on my arm tightened and he pulled me back.

He did what I never thought he could do, He kissed me.

He grabbed me by the back of my head and placed his hand on my hip, smashing his lips into mine. All the tension we had evaporated in that one moment, that soft moment.

His lips moved in synch with my movements, his lips soft and wet. He pulled away slowly, our eyes still closed and the sounds of our breathing accelerating. I was so awestruck; I couldn't mutter a word.

He pulled away quickly, eyes shot up in shock and he removed himself from my body. “You just kissed me.” I gasped, feeling the tingle of my lips fade away.

“Yeah I did.” Gally was also shocked by his actions. Although the situation we’re in forces us to act like adults, we’re still children at heart.

“I have to go.. I’m super busy right now.” I stuttered out and ran away from Gally, and heart pacing out of my chest.

I left him there, I didn’t know what to say to him after that. It was everything I’ve wanted since i’ve been here and I just ran.

“Woah woah, why are you in a rush?” Newt stop in front of me, concern splat on his face as my breathing accelerated.

“He kissed me, he kissed me like on the lips and I just ran away I didn’t know what to say-“ I rambled fastly, “Quinn calm down, take a breath. What happened?” He looked me in the eyes with concern.

“Gally and I kissed in the middle of the Glade.” I finally said to him, His form was taken aback.

“Well good goin y’a shank, even if it’s with Gally but good goin.” He was proud of me, I don’t know why it didn’t feel right when I felt like I’ve been in this situation before.

I took a second to think about what had happened in the last few weeks. So much tension, to none at all, and finally to a kiss that’s been long overdue. It felt good.

“Yeah I, I guess I should be happy.” A smile grew on my face and Newt patted my back. “He kissed me.” I giggled out and and bit my lip.

Newt grimaced and shoved me into a bush. “Don’t be gross klunk.” Newt left me in the bush a walked away, how fucking rude.

“You look like a fucking muppet.” I muttered and picked myself out of the bush.

“We kissed.”

[fandom-imagination-ss]

A

part 2 by request of Derek sacrificing himself to save you 

Imagine: Derek asking your dad for your hand and then Asking you Finally to marry him after years of waiting. 

Parrish for the Win, when Derek almost stupidly sacrificed himself to save everyone and He was pushing Scott away from the Big bad. Parrish took care of burning the MF alive. Eli was relieved that his Dad was safe. you. you were furious Derek almost left, Eli and you. Not the romantic reunion Derek expected when you walked over and hit him in the face when everything was done. it didn’t hurt it. not with his thick Skull and being a werewolf, you knew logically it wouldn’t hurt him but you were furious at him. Everyone was shocked,   you instantly groaned out in pain feeling a snap in your hand.  Derek heard the Snap as Scott dashed over taking the pain away as you screamed at Derek about being reckless and how he couldn’t Die or at Least not stupidly Sacrifice himself. 

you were taken by the Sheriff to the hospital while Eli went with you. you as you both sat getting a cast put on your broken wrist. you broke your wrist in two different places pouching Derek in the face. and he barely flinched. you were slightly impressed. at how thick his skull is to not even cry out in pain.  while you were broken. Eli after the relief of being happy that he’s Dad was Safe and alive was now pissed he almost ruined Everything. Derek came to the hospital but was waiting out in the waiting room. He knew he screwed up. he wasn’t going to ask for forgiveness he was going to protect his family. and there is nothing more important than his family. And if something like that happened again he would do it again. you knew what sort of guy Derek was. it shouldn’t be shocking that he would do anything possible to keep you and Eli safe! but as he waited in the waiting room. he could Smell the frustration and anger coming off you. and you were deep in the hospital. He knew he wasn’t in the wrong. but he also knew. he never smelt you this angry at him before. Or this angry period. and in the years of knowing you. he realized.. whatever logical stance he had. he knew when you walked out. He would have to wait until you were calm and level-headed before informing the love of his life. that he didn’t feel sorry or regretted trying to keep her and Eli Safe. Not tonight. Tonight if Derek Slept in the same bed as you. it would be a miracle he was expecting the sofa. 

you walked out with Eli as Derek noticed your hand. wrapped up. he was stunned. he figured it was sprained but broken? you walked over to him as you spoke, “I broke my wrist in two different spots.. how’s your face?”

“Fine... you didn’t hurt me.” you groaned at that. rationally yo didn’t want to of hurt him. but a slight pain! especially since you broke your wrist on his stupid lovely face! 

“Let’s go home.” 

you just stated as you got into Derek’s Truck he helped you up. as you sat quietly. in the passenger seat as Eli was quiet. he didn’t know how to smell emotions yet but he could feel the anger radiating off you as you were quiet. as Derek drove.. the 15-minute drive in silence home was tortured. you got inside and you ordered takeout as you sat on the sofa. as Eli bailed. he ran to his room. to be out of the danger zone as Derek walked over as he sat on the coffee table as he sat down you snapped, “you WERE GOING TO LEAVE US!” 

“i was trying to protect the two people who mean more to me than my own life! I was  trying to keep you safe!” 

“hang safety! i want you! we need you! you can’t just stupidly sacrifice yourself! you are our world! do you think it’s one sided? that you can just protect and love us and we wouldn’t what? survive without you? I wouldn’t! Derek! you are the love of my life! you can’t go form asking me to marry you to then Stupidly going to sacrifice you for Scott? SCOTT?! Scott SUCKS! I mean- I dont hate Scott. he’s a great friend but I would rather him Die than you!” 

Derek knew you didn’t really mean that. you were great friends with Scott and Alison? you were best friends in school. Derek didn’t take that to heart but he also knew. you were fiercely loyal and protective of the people you love. you only ever had just you and your dad. and he knew you thought and loved him dearly. and that it took a long time for him to gain your full trust and your heart. and he knew. if the world ever threatens him or Eli. you would have the match lite and you would Burn the world for them. Derek realized at that moment if it was between Saving all his friends. and you had to choose to another sacrifice Him or Scott. you wouldn’t even think about it. you would save Derek. and hang anyone who said you choose wrong. 

“I wasn’t going to yet that bastard harm you or Eli! your my world! you are my lungs.. to breath Y/n! I was just thinkin about saving and protecting you and Eli! I don’t regret my decision I would do it again.” you groaned as he spoke, ‘Y/n. you know the sort of man i am. I protect the ones i love. you have known that about me since we met. you both were in danger and i needed to protect you.” 

“you didn’t use your thick Skull! what if you died Derek!” you snarled. getting up as you spoke, ‘how- How would Me and Eli?- Eli has already Lost a mom! he can’t lose he’s Dad!” 

“you know Eli considers you  he’s mom. this isn’t about Eli” 

“but it is! because Eli is at that point in his life. he needs his Dad! he needs you to show him how to be a good man!” “if i died you could easily do it. I trust you completely with Eli!” 

‘I don’t! I make very questionable stupid mistakes daily. and you’re the voice of reason! Derek! you can’t- you can’t Die. It’s unexpectable and If you pull that stunt again! I’ll- Ill do something drastic!”  

Derek sighed heavily rubbing his face as the door rang as you walked over to get your and Elis dinner as Derek was starving as you called Eli to get his food. he appeared just enough to grab and disappear as you pulled out your burger. Derek walked over to the empty bag asking for his food. 

“Im saving you from the greasy Food! im sacrificing myself for your heath.” 

he rolled his eyes going to the fridge and pulling out leftovers as you watched him as you spoke, “I’m not saying I won’t marry you.” he looked over at you stunned as you held your burger in both hands as you spoke “but right Now - Right now.. for at least a week. I need to think. I love you completely but I will not get engaged to you and then have the biggest fight we have ever had. our story deserves better than that.” 

he nodded his head, ‘good because I didn’t ask.” 

“Good!” 

you went to bed. after dinner. when it was ten pm. you walked out to the living room to see Derek stretched out on the sofa. he took up the entire sofa as you  noticed the blankets as you spoke, “why aren’t you in bed?” he looked over at you stunned, “I’m allowed On the bed?’ 

you crossed your arms tightly as you spoke, ‘Yes. come on- we fought before and I never sent you to the sofa.” 

“This is a big fight.” 

you calmed down. Derek could smell it and see it. you were exhausted but you weren’t Furious anymore. “I get what you did.. and If- If I was in the same position.. I would Do the same thing... that being said. you do that again. and I’ll bring you back to life! to kill you myself! you can’t Leave us! in some heroic brave matter! I dont want that! I want forever with you! “ Derek rubbed his face, “I want that too. you know I do!” 

nodding your head. you held your arms tightly, “good. so it’s settled! forever is the minimal sentence!” 

“But if you and Eli are in danger.” 

“We fight and we survive together!”

Derek realized he wouldn’t win this battle. so he nodded his head saying okay. as you both went to bed. as the morning arrived. you got ready for work as Derek spoke ‘let’s go on a date.”

you smiled nodding your head, ‘that be great.. Oh.. before date night. I and Eli have been talking.” 

Derek intensely tensed up at that. whatever you thought of. was Not going to be good. he could already see the evil twinkle in your eyes as you spoke, “Before you ask for my hand again. I’m going to need you to   Ask for permission.’ 

Derek looked over at his Son as he spoke, “from Eli? I just assumed he would be happy- wouldn’t you be?” 

Eli chuckled nodding his head, “yea I would love it. but It’s not me you need permission from.” Derek looked back at you as you spoke, “my Dad.”

Derek almost fell off the barstool hearing that. your dad Hated him! 

Derek asked you a long time ago about your preference of if he should ask permission from your dad. and you said “if you had a good relationship with him. I would love it.. but he-.. so so with you.” 

which Derek always took that he got a pass from asking. but now. you spoke, “Eli and I both agree. this will be best.” 

“What How ?” 

Derek looked at his son. he’s Son who betrayed him to be on your side. Eli spoke, “I think it would be good for you to work a bit harder on your relationship with Coach. I mean he’s family. And you’re all about family. and it is good for you and him to bond over this.” you smiled wrapping your arms around Eli kissing his cheek, “excellent Point! it would be a great bonding experience! come on I’ll take you to school. while your dad. preps on what he will say to  my dad!” 

“this is evil” Derek grumbled. you just chuckled patting his back. “So is trying to abandon us!” 

“Saving you isn’t abandoning you!” 

“Asking you to spend time with my father isn’t cruel! either!” you stated as Derek spoke up, ‘Eli! You suppose to be on my side!” 

Eli grabbed his bag fast as he spoke, ‘no way! im on mom’s side.” you smiled beamingly at Derek to that response where you then stuck your tongue out. before stating. “I’m the favorite expect it.” and left. 

Derek Knew he wasn’t your dad’s favorite person, by the fact that when you go off to have dinner with him. Coach always wants eli. and he was just a passing person. who didn’t need to be there. and he always called Derek “Joe.” it’s been years and he doesn’t remember  Derek's name. Derek sighed going to the school to talk to Coach. he was walking in the  gym as Derek spoke, ‘Coach.” 

even after all this time Derek wouldn’t dare call him by he’s first name. you call him “Dad’ but everyone else in the world called him coach. Coach turned seeing him as he grumbled greatly as he spoke, “what you doing here Blain?” 

“Derek- and I wanted to. ask for your permission.” 

“For what?” he turned to look at Derek as Derek took a deep breath as he spoke, ‘Y/N is already a member of my family.. i want- i want to make it official and ask her to marry me.. But she wants to get your permission first.” 

 Coach smiled widely, ‘you must of screwed up pretty bad. Y/N doesn’t care about that barbaric old tradition. you must of screwed up bad buddy.” Derek sighed heavily lowering his head. he should of realized this wasn’t going to be a quick conversation. Coach chuckled loudly as he spoke, ‘no!’ 

“No one could Love her more, and I can provide for her and I love Her!” 

“Apart of me wanting to ask, the other part says knowing will only make it worst. and it has to be pretty bad if she’s making you come here. for my blessing! th

“Coach if you just-” Derek was interrupted by the bell and forced to leave he returned a few hours later for Eli’s game as he tried again to ask for your hand. he arrived outside the locker room waiting for Coach to come out as he heard him quoting a movie. the Speech from Independence day. Derek knew that was your favorite move. you make him sit thru it every fourth of July and you and Eli have had heated debuts over the second movie. Coach walked out as Derek stepped forward. Coach cursed under their breath as he Derek spoke, “Coach Hi- I just- Please give me your blessing.” 

“Im going to make this So profoundly difficult. I’m not even sure you will Get it. you will probably Die before you get it! GREENBERG! NO!” Coach screamed chasing after Jr Greenberg. the day that Kid joined the school was the First time Coach thought about retiring. he looked back at his daughter’s boy toy as he spoke, ‘never you hear! Pretty boy! Never!” 

Derek wasn’t sure why he wasn’t good enough for you. He was wealthy, and respected in the community he helps with the police investigations he owned a house and a business.it was after the game as Derek walked over to Coach who sighed heavily hoping he left already. 

“why aren’t I good enough for Y/N?” 

Coach crossed his arms tightly to himself, and everyone around them moved on as Coach spoke, “I don’t appreciate that you were Dating my daughter when she was a teenager.” 

Derek’s jaw fell, “” Coach- I wasn’t- we didn’t get together until she was 20- She had a massive crush on me but I swear I didn’t touch her!” 

Coach stared at him unconvinced. Derek stepped forward as he spoke, “I left for three years to make sure- I didn’t do anything stupid I swear. I would never disgrace Y/N that way. I love Her I have since I first met her but I kept my distance.” 

Coach nodded his head as he spoke, “then Why the Hell did it take you until Now to ask her to marry you? is she pregnant.” 

Derek shook his head as Coach dashed off. and Derek Followed. 

you knew that your dad would take a lot of convincing you were his entire world. And he hated Derek. you weren’t sure why. Derek’s great. he’s So much tamer and calms now vs hot head. pouch first asks later Derek he was when you were a teenager. two weeks. 

you were coming home after work. exhausted. working in a high school full of hormonal teenagers. and watching Derek Dashing around following your dad. it was entertaining seeing the Famous Derek Hale scrambling to get permission from Coach. But after two weeks. you couldn’t believe he hasn’t gotten it yet. what did your dad see in Derek that you didn’t? 

tonight you were going over to find out and watch a movie with your dad. you walked in to change into sweats and off to your dads. getting to his house you made popcorn  and snacks. as he came home “Sugar pop?” 

“hey Dad.” you walked into the living room as he spoke, “Change of plans i want to get pampered.” Nodding my head as I spoke, ‘Sure?” 

your dad loved getting his nails done. so you and he used to have Medi peddi days growing up. so it wasn’t abnormal. after the nails were done you both got burgers. and went back to his place and watched the movie.  

“Why don’t you like Derek?”

Dad glanced over at you, he sighed heavily, “he’s a troublemaker, I remember him being connected to murder! he was a subject.”

“he was cleared.” you added as he nodded his head, “but he also.. When did you guys get together.” 

“I was almost 21. after I wore him down and convinced him to give me a chance why?” 

your dad rubbed his nose as he spoke, ‘So not when you were a kid?”

shaking your head, you spoke, “No- I mean I had a massive crush on him. but he kept turning me down.” 

“Seriously?” Coach questioned you nodded your head softly, 

“I tired Everything. and I only got worst when he came back- when he finally accepted my date. I was over the moon.” 

“So the whole time you were in school- you weren’t with Derek?”

you bite your bottom lip. as you spoke, ‘when-When Derek kept turning me down. I -I. Greenberg asked me out.” it was your biggest regret and Shame. Dating a Greenberg.. your dad Gagged as he spoke, ‘Oh God! my daughter is tainted you need Holly water did you get holly water to cleanse your body? and Soul? God, please tell me you didn’t sleep with Greenberg.”

“I got a Priest to come and make the Kitty pool in the back full of holly water. and I soaked in it for eight hours. No one is more disgusted than I am.” 

‘”oh God! i thought I raised you better than that! Greenberg! Why not Scott. or biles?”

‘Stiles- and Stiles..- look we aren’t going thru my sex history.. alright I feel gross.. it was Greenberg!” 

“Did he come inside?’ 

shaking his head you spoke-” No.’  he did. but your dad was to freaked out by the idea of you and his Mortal Enemy that he said you had to go home. you said you loved him as he spoke, “GREENBERG SERIOUSLY!” he groaned as he hugged you bye as you went home.

getting home to see the Lights were off. but the solar panel string lights you bought months ago that Derek promised to install up on the porch were up. and lighting, and there were more lights. then Stiles. you smiled as he  was wearing a Suit and holding Daisy. 

“you are brave giving me Flowers.. Derek will hit you.” he chuckled as he spoke, “Don’t worry im not hitting on you. just take the flowers. and go inside.” smiling as you took them and walked inside to open the door to see Peter. again in a suit. and with now lilies. you were lead thru out the house. seeing candles were the main source of light. the entire pack was there as you were giving over five pounds of flowers. you walked outside to see Derek and Eli standing under a Tree. and your dad was there. all three were wearing Suit as Eli, Derek and Dad had your favorite flower. a single one each, the big tree that had a swing was full of lights as you walked over as Eli and Dad gave you their flowers. as Derek smiled brightly at your pure shock impression. 

he stepped over giving you your flower as you spoke, ‘yes!” everyone chuckled as Derek spoke, “Let me ask!” everyone including you chuckled as Derek spoke, ‘you remember when we drove past this place during the open house. on our first date?” you nodded your head, ’yea- the tile in the kitchen was neon green.” he grinned at that as he spoke, “we came outside to this large yard and you said this was a home. that the backyard was the best place because you could see A Large family doing get-togethers and you could see a swing on this tree and seeing a little kid playing on it for hours. I decided to buy this house the moment you said it was a home. and I wanted a home for me and Eli.. your dad asked me what was the moment I realized. you were It. you were my Soul. you were over for dinner. Eli was seven. and he cried and you went to check on him. you found Eli wide awake as you grabbed him and showed him paint cards and I walked into you both looking at color. I knew you loved Eli when you fought with me. to paint his room from the yellow it was. you instantly loved Eli with your entire heart. I was afraid to ask you to marry me sooner.  because what we had was Perfection and I didn’t think marriage could change that... then you brought up a baby.. I never been more excited for that chapter of our lives. But i realized i didn’t want to be your baby daddy.. I Didn’t want to be just some Guy. I already knew I would burn the world for you. it took until recently to realize. you would burn the planet down to the ground if something happened to me. or Eli. I  can’t just be your boyfriend anymore.. I want to be your husband. and I want to have a baby with you. and to Fill this yard with family and do family BBQs and to have kids running around. you- Y/N you saved me from the darkness. I can’t bare the days your Sad. and the days you smiling. you melt my heart.. your are Everything I ever wanted and Everything i was terrified of. you can destroy me So easily. and giving someone that much power.. is terrifying.. but you are worst the at heartbreak. make me the happiest man in the world Y/N bug me for the rest of my life.” 

Malia was crying. she was pushing tears away from her face as Stiles hugged Lyida tightly listening into their friend’s proposal. when Coach was crying as he spoke, ‘She accepts.” 

 you all laughed as you said “DAD” Derek looked at you as you were crying as hugged him tightly. crying saying Yes. as you kissed his face and peppered his face with kisses until you found his lips as he squeezed you tightly hugging him tightly. crying also. 

Coach broke the celebration as he spoke, ‘I want three more.” 

“three more proposals?”

“No! Grandbabies Me and Eli discussed it... we want three.” 

Everyone laughed with that as Derek mumbled softly into your ear “I’m good with three more.” you laughed as you said No way to three One baby and that’s it! 

****possible part 3 coming******

[nota1eks]

masterlist of all my fics!

im notaleks on ao3. but here's all my fics in goddamned order (best to worst in my opinion)! also with so, so many links so you can get to the places :))

WHUMPTOBERS

Aleks' 2024 Whumptober !! -- 8 PHM, 2 Threshold

PROJECT HAIL MARY (23 fics)

SERIES: 434,000 hours

The Elimination Project -- Rocky's POV of the trip to Tau Ceti (then his arrival back on Erid)

and if i make it through, it's all because of you -- (AKA "AIIMIT") sequel to TEP / Rocky and Grace's return and settling on Erid; Adrian POV

OTHER

5 times people thought Grace and Stratt were "engaged in sexual congress" + 1 time they didn't! -- 5x fic, just what it sound slik e(but really 4x bc we saw one in the book

and so on -- the days following the explosion at baikonur, all the way up to coma time; Ilyukhina POV

off-brand trolley problem -- the unseen meeting wherein The Scientists have to decide whether or not to kill grace

everybody's got a plan until you're punched in the face -- (by Sherbet42 and myself!) (AU wherein Yao & Ilyukhina survive) the hail mary crew argue over whether or not to go save rocky. someone gets punched

untitled stratt fic (or, stratt slaying) -- after grace has been kidnapped off to launch, stratt goes through some of grace's items

fanfic of fanfic: Damage Control [podfic] -- "After the Adrian Adventure™ Ryland ... needs to get it together for himself, his planet, and his friend...but maybe some good company and rest will help." (MWL)

You shut your mouth, how can you say I go about things the wrong way? -- good ol ryland grace has a mental breakdown after having had published his paper on water & life (and getting fired)

EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY: 1 ng of astrophage VS 1 mg of astrophage!!! -- dubois and shapiro do a bit of science before launch. it’s an edge case they’re testing, but it’s better safe and tested than sorry later…right? right?? / or: the test that gets dubois and shapiro killed.

Just The Two of Us: You and I -- one-shot collection of grace & rocky being The Best Duo

Eva Stratt, Praetor Maximus -- scientists and stratt being a little silly. really just self-indulgent because i wanted to write about the earth crew :)

a dream of water -- grace has a lil breakdown on erid 'cause he's lonely and sad and has scurvy

Get Back to Where You Once Belonged -- AU wherein grace was able to ge tback to earth. i wrote this a LONG time ago so it's not very good.

all-nighting -- grace works too much, for his lack of having a life. stratt, concerned for the safety of everyone on stratt's vat (and grace's, tbh), intervenes

alone no longer -- grace and rocky discuss romantic, sexual, & platonic attraction. grace is sure something is wrong with him -- he has never felt romantic nor sexual attraction. rocky thinks otherwise.

pandaemonium: a discord chatfic -- THE CREW GET A DISCORD? IT GETS GOT? / *I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO DESCRIBE THIS. / **wanting to try a new type of CSS 🤝 the 3am flavour of phm brainrot

it's hot and we rot in this oven... -- a day in the life of a worker on the sahara, assembling/laying down blackpanels

Rocky T. Cowboy (I AM SO SORRY) -- (deep breath...) rocky as a cowboy. i'm not sure either. it's crack, ok?

Whumptober day 7: Radio Silence -- After the launch of the Hail Mary, Stratt gets got and, while her imprisoner-state is being decided, a solo faction keeps her in a box

happy new years! -- a little baby new year's fic about grace, stratt, and dubois hanging out :)

settle down, class. -- abby et al's perspective of grace booking the hell out of class. written simply to get me out of a writing slump.

THRESHOLD UNIVERSE (3 fics)

Are We Even? (Paradox Bound fic) -- Harry and Eli thought that their journeying would be easy. fun, even. That is, until a man shows up, robs Harry, and threatens Eli. Then thee two travellers must come to a consensus in their argument -- however one-sided it may be.

bad things happen to the people you love (Koturoverse AKA Threshold Universe fic) -- post-terminus shits and giggles. also AU where aleks (not me, i'm on about aleksander koturovic) lives bc he's great and so silly

praying or surrendering (neither will help anyway) (Koturoverse fic) -- koturovic does have the key to the cuffs and repays a debt by helping murdoch inside.

X-MEN (1 fic)

first impressions -- Erik set out, this morning, certain that today would be the day he'd kill Schmidt. ... But in the evening he finds himself on a foreign boat, ... and he feels...hopeful.

BODIES (NETFLIX SHOW) (1 fic)

haunted by longing -- Alfred is sooo gay but he has sooo much internalized homophobia but we love a good moral dilemma in this household

MISC (2 fics)

je te souris, tu me surprends (et j'aurais voulu te plaire encore) -- 2024 olympics fic

and if they're beside me, i know i need never care -- 2024 olympics fic

[boogomol]

@futurespacess / continuing from here

Those cold blue eyes locked with the other at the mention of respect, and he felt himself bubble up with a laugh. “That is easier said, than done, my friend… Not everyone can gain the respect of others, except through shows of grand feats, I imagine.” It was all he knew, battle and more battle. So, of course his view on ‘respect’ was so twisted up. “The things of fairy tales…” Though, for himself and his own form of respect, he had so much of that for this individual, who was casually floating a bottle of alcohol. It was at the next suggestion that he momentarily forced his gaze away, as if distracted by something in the corner of his eye. He hadn’t really ordered the other to do something in a long while, leaving him to his own devices, not since they were children. So, to be given this chance again, after all this time, he folded his arms across his chest to think it over. “… Are you sure?…” It wasn’t the question on if it would relieve his pressure, that he was certain of. No, this was on if the other man was truly fine with him being able to flex his power in a way. Not that he was afraid of getting hurt, far from it, but didn’t want to ever pressure the man into doing something. He wouldn’t be asking, if he wasn’t… The thought came to him, and he sighed. “Very well… - Alright!” A hand moved to rest on his hip as he turned to him, again, and looked so serious. He could only think of one way, at the moment, to get his mind off of everything. “… Hurt me, then.” Again, all he knew was to fight, and keep on fighting. It just made sense to go at this with full-on attack, as he didn’t see any other option, or at least could not think of it. “Go on. I can take it…” He oozed with that confidence, and a dashing smirk.

The bottle abruptly falls out of the air, shattering against the floor. What a stranger request to make of him, almost laughable his psychics attacks are nothing to take so lightly as a game, but if the boss really wanted to play, well, he wasn't one to go against a direct order, not when it comes from him, for Eli he would do anything.

❝ We shall see about that ❞

He playfully retorts, without so much as looking up from where he had made himself comfortable. This was challenge now, a prime opportunity to demonstrate how skilled he had become, sometimes it felt as though his boss took his abilities for granted.

Though for a moment, nothing happens, the air hangs still in an eerie silence, but soon enough the other will begin to feel a tugging at the back of his mind, an inexplicable nagging feeling that rapidly develops into a screeching headache as the psychic forces his way into the other's mine.

[bonesandthebees]

okay first of all i love the title anyways lets go!

i should potentially reread the prequel bjt yolo

title sic infit means so it begins thats neat i like it

im never going to shut up about the way you describe things like this is a dude resding a book but every word is written with such care that its so much more

ooh a ferronnière fancy i am googling so hard rn

the announcement from the snippets! i am very excited about this bit

i think that if wilbur isnt told about it that means it probably has something to do with him in some way. but i do think that even though he thinks phil would be told that he might mot have been its probably a pretty big thing i would think. if it was nothing wilbur would know i think so yeah i would assume that even if it doesnt directly pertain to wilbur that it will be something that will impact him

ah his choice on the heir? yes

i like the break you chose it fits

tnt duo!

i feel like its gonna be some curveball idk im like so skeptical that it would be that easy i also didnt read the summary oops anyways but ywah i feel like a secret third option gets named heir or something like tommy because you said we dont meet him this chapter but will next and yeah idk i dont ever expect things to go how people think they will

phil wasnt told

its definitely going to be a curveball

i dont think its the announcement they think it will be i truly think if it is related to the heir hes going to bring in a third option or just announce that a third option is the heir

something is happening tonight lets see it

how gay are ponk and sam on a scale of 7-10?

NEW VISITORS. TOMMY!

willum hehe

I WAS RIGHT (potentially)

i am so excited for this fic oh my god its going to be so good i can just tell

this pendant means so much its his family and his power and his status and its interesting

YOU HAVE PINTEREST BOARDS I WANT TO SEE THEM

OMG AND THE PLAYLIST FOR THIS FIC oooooooh i like the vibes

anyways im sooooo excited for this fic i think its going to be a fun one!

- 🪿

thank you!! the original title was just 'under the rose' but it felt off to me (partly bc I have a fic already titled under the brine and I thought it would be too similar) so I wanted to make it slightly different but still hold the same meaning. eli helped me brainstorm different words to add to it and then they suggested hanging and I was like ooo ok yeah we're gonna go with that, and I'm very happy with it now

the prequel is very fun if you want some more context + rainduo being cute kids

lol yeah figured sic infit was fitting as a first chapter title

tyyy I always struggle with finding my 'voice' in the first chapter of a new long form fic, because I need to figure out how I'm going to describe things and what word choice I'll lean towards so this chapter had a lot of me experimenting with different descriptions. i'm so glad you like them though!

ty ty I always have fun (read: struggle) with choosing the line breaks for my fics because I want them to hold at least some kind of meaning/connection to the story but also look nice. I experimented with a few unicode flowers and the order to put them in before I decided on the break I have now and I think it looks exactly how I wanted it

curveball :)))

sam and ponk are like a 9 because ponk isn't the king and even though sam keeps saying it's fine they know they gotta show some decorum in public

the pendant gets talked about more in the prequel, but yes it shows wilbur's status as being the son of the consil. it's representative of the role that has defined his entire life at the palace so it holds a lot of meaning to him

usually I have no problem sharing my pinterest boards for fics, but I actually don't have a public board for this one I just realized. the only board I have for it is a private one so it can be as messy and disorganized as I want and mostly just be used to hold references. I might make a public one though and if I do I'll share it with you all! for now though all you get is this one screenshot of part of it (yes there are so many screenshots from game of thrones on it because the costume design for that show is literally amazing)

the playlist is also a lot of fun I am trying so hard to find exactly the right vibes for it

thank you so much I'm so glad you're excited for this!! i'm so excited to share it with you all after so long :D

[nvrcmplt]

i have to ask, do any of your muses ( namely the newest ones ) have any connections to one another ?

My latest lads? O:

WELL I'M GLAD YOU ASKED.

-taps whiteboard-

Galo is connected to Tzvult and Lumah - My trio of human turned mage-gods for the fae community. They are an old set of folks that were tossed across time and space through Tzvult's violent grief over the death of his family, people and kingdom in a sense. Though misplaced in the universe, they aren't that strange to the elements of today's world; they left a version of Earth to this Earth. They are all connected to Tzila, Uyahrin, Hendrikson and his group. :D

Gunter, my hell horse is connected to Beschutzer and Weissager, he is an equine of hellish delights, a rare offspring of Apocalypse horses. War and Death to be exact. He is a breed known for running through the aftermaths of War to swallow souls and bring the lost to damnation. He is pretty much the opposite of a Valkyrie! He was often used in the times of Earth's horse era - under Beschutzer's order to blend in. He misses the role it was a fun time! ( He is also Beschutzer's horse in Ancient Egypt, thus he knows of Atem, Beschutzer's true love and knows of Weissager's lover, Nanami's soul. ) He and Weissager are on good terms, often to play board games of Chess or Checkers in the background.

Eli is connected to Tyler, Vorvya, Lilu - my demons :D He is a summoner consultant, he is very good at understanding one's core, mind and magics thus he'll give the advice needed for newbies to when it comes to contracts and the likes. He is rather greedy with Grimoires, mostly for a collection need, but also because he has a fate drawn duty to look after books of the oddity on Earth's realm.

Melphis is Arius' Lich Magacian, he was killed udner false charges at a King's feet with his family, friends and pretty much his entire village. Arius came across him when he was but a younglin Necromancer and promised him aid in revenge. Melphis was a strong sorcerer, and with the corruption of Necromancy - his holy magics twisted and contorted into a mass of black magic - anti-magic to that extent too. He is a powerful beast, that found his peace, but with a new desire to look after Arius.

He likes to call himself the Librarian of the castle walls too.

Isami is Naruto verse only, atm - I don't think i'll make him anything else, because it's not in my mind for that. He is Naruto versed all the way so I'll keep that to that bubble! Heavily involved with @stovthearted's Asuma!

Osamu, my newest bleach shinigami is besties with my Uekawa too, they hang out sometimes when he can run away from duties. They eat together often, Osamu one of the few that can witness Uekawa's face without the masked man feeling self-conscious.

Baeorn is part of Hendrikson's crew! Thus he is a good friend with Einri, Mat'phew, Locien, Luit, Vuir, Pistrix, and Pistris. He is a spearman, and with a wooping height of 12 ft 3, he's a big big boi. Part Giant uw u

Václav is a stand alone ATM, but am thinking Clarence knows of him, cause he always knows all my mafia/yakuza based boos. He is a mix of bad and good, a property owner but also a loan shark at the same time so he's got his fingers in the pies. I'd like to say he could pay Fushimi for protection money in some areas for his homes. but am still thinkin' it over! uw u Still debating if I wanna keep him human or make him like Itachi w/ a animal clan -wink-

Any more questions? :D