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neverchecking · 2 years ago

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I have a brain rot for sage, hes challenging the chain for their time with player/reader, he basically wants all His/Her/Them's attention, of course none of the chain and sage are going to "play" fair their going to cheat no matter what. the only ones he might not win against is time, FD and maybe twilight. wind, four, Hyrule, and sky would do sad puppy eyes to get cuddle time, twilight and legend turn into their animal form to get pettings, sage and wild would cook food to get points for being delicious. (etc.etc.) just some yandere shenanigans for attention. the challenges he did were sword fighting, bow and arrow targeting, sparing, arm wrestling, and so forth.

-Eevee

Okay, last one for the night! I figured since this isn't really a request, I could spitball some more of my headcanons for our beloved Sage.

Jk it delted itself so I gave up and went to bed bc last time I tried to push through I wasn't happy with the end product, so sorry for the delay!

For those of you who don't know, Sage is another name for the Tears of the Kingdom Link--dubbed Hero of the Zonai-- should we decide he is not in fact Wild.

For the Wild and Facesitting request, it's in progress I promise! I try to go in order with my requests, but like I said, this is more headcanons versus a scenario. It should be out tomorrow later today so look out for that ;)

ANYWAY-

Y'all. The amount of Sage requests in my inbox right now? You guys are feral for this man and I love it. So I'm here to feed you guys.

TotK spoilers below!

・❥・Okay, so lemme start this off by saying. I have done you all wrong. And for that I apologize.

・❥・Because our wonderful @wayfayrr has opened my eyes to new possibilities that I would've never even thought of. So everyone say thank you rn >:(

・❥・So let's make some amendments!

・❥・First off, let's talk about nicknames. I love the idea that Reader, and only Reader, can call him anything other than Sage. And calling him other herb-related nicknames? Kills me. He is a flushing red mess the first time it happens. You had deemed him worthy of a nickname? You considered him person enough to have a moniker that wasn't also a title? If he was down bad before, it's so much worse now. Because you see him as a person. He's sure the others just see him as a means to the end. The second one of them, maybe save Wind, try it, he's shooting them daggers and snarling at them for even daring to try and impeach your privilege. (I also love the Calm, Wild and Feral thing, I thought that was so freaking clever.)

・❥・And you know how each of the hero's have their own 'sword' right? Well, what if Sage's was the Master Sword Remastered? Like Sky's (Like most of their Master Swords actually) but now it's been boosted by ten thousand years worth of direct light magic. (Does the Zonai time fall before Skyward Sword or after? I have no idea where they fall on the timeline tbh.). Just a thought. It could also be a gloom sword which probably wouldn't effect him as hard in other timelines because there's no demon king to power it, but it probably does hurt the others if they try to touch it.

・❥・Now, the juicy part. Let's retouch on Wild's and Sage's relationship. I originally said that Sage was okay with him? I lied. Wayfayrr has opened my eyes.

・❥・Sage probably can't fucking stand Wild. As they said, this is a version of him that didn't have this second adventure. Got to rest and distant himself from the Hero Title. And that just pisses him off. Why did he get the shittier hand? Why did he have to do it all over again? Why when this failure got to get off easy? Why couldn't he have the same grace, huh? What made them so different?

・❥・And if we're using the past oneshot (Here!) as they're 'canon' meeting, this filth let you get hurt. You were hurt before meeting him, which means that they can't be trusted with you. Especially Wild. So Sage cannot stand you being near Wild. At all. It eats at him and he doesn't last long before splitting the two of you up.

・❥・Calamity is even worse. There is probably an active hate towards Calamity (In this Yandere world, in a normal, not toxic world? They probably work out their differences a little better). This was a version of him who didn't even have to die to complete his quest. And this just shows that Fraud has favorites and it's not him.

・❥・You know who else he probably doesn't like? Twilight. Now, hear me out. This is purely me just spitting this out, but Sage has to be aware. He listens when they don't think he does, he's awake when they think he's not, he's watching when they don't even know he's there.

・❥・So he probably picks up on all of their little secrets. Meaning he knows Twilight is Wolfie. And (I think this is Canon is LU but I'm not sure) Wild had Wolfie as a guide. Which means Sage had Wolfie as a guide. The difference? When he needed him the second time, left stumbling around like a newborn fawn crawling out of the shrine all over again, he was left alone. He was fighting robots with a fucking Stick. He fused a mushroom to a shield just to buy himself more time. At one point, he was fusing a long stick to another long stick just to fight from a distance to save his battered body. Rauru did as much as he could, but there were some times he wished he was left for dead.

・❥・Not anymore as that means he would've never met you, but then? different story.

・❥・They also brought up that Sage probably doesn't stop at just cooking your food and I agree. When on the road, he for sure goes straight to the source. If he doesn't know exactly where it came from, it's not going anywhere near his Goddess. Nope. Not a chance in the gloomy depths from hell.

・❥・He's going to farmers themselves rather than merchants for produce, hunting any protein himself, climbing trees for eggs, he probably even makes his own butter. Now, because he's also cooking savy this for sure makes the rivalry between him and Wild widen. Wild is set in his cook for the chain, not you. Sage can't trust them to not hurt you again. Whose to say they don't over spice the food? Or undercook the fish? Or drop shells into the egg?

・❥・He can't trust them and may force you to pick one of the other. Depending on who you chose, he'll either hold his victory up high or work even harder to separate you from the chain. Can't you see, Reader? They aren't good for you.

・❥・When it comes to the Gloom, he for sure uses to his advantage. You know he's been infected, but you don't know how much light he's gathered to dispel it. At this point, he's probably gotten most, if not all of it, out, but you don't know that. And he preys on that fact.

・❥・Oh, the Traveler wants to down to the river with you? But, Reader, there's something rotten in his chest and he's stumbling against trees, exaggerating his steady steps just in case to really sell it. He needs you by his side, can't you see?

・❥・Oh, the captain is trying to get you to settle with him for the night? But, Reader, he's tossing and turning, feigning sleep and acting just enough to catch your attention. He's listening, ears pricked, just to hear you swiftly apologize before your gently hands are laying on his shoulders and he's won again.

・❥・And because his Hyrule is one of, if not the most dangerous Hyrules, he's given so much ammo to keep you tethered to him. You can't trust anyone, don't you know? The Yiga uptake has skyrocketed and they are everywhere, along with Ganon's new ability to make puppets? Can't you see how you can't trust any of them?

・❥・He even entertains you when you come up with the idea to have a secret saying between just the two of you as a fail safe. (It's probably something like 'Deforestation Enthusiast' because of how the two of you met.) Anything to have you pulling further away from the Chain and into his arms.

・❥・If it begins to take longer than expected, Sage is not above letting you wander just enough in his Hyrule. Maybe you set off a bit of Gloom hands (Or maybe he nudges them in your direction, hard to tell, really) and they go charging at you. The others don't know how to deal with them, but he does. He saves your life before the others even know what hit them. He's cooing into your ear, reassuring that where the others fail, he would never dream of it. He's whispering that he knows how scary the feeling of those hands are. He knows how freezing the feeling of sudden restriction, only accompanied by the burning sizzle of malice, is. He knows and he understands, but he's right here. He'd never let anything happen to you. Not like the other frauds.

・❥・Now, all that being said, Sage for sure does not play fair. Oh no. He does challenge them in his own ways, but does it in a way that can only reflect badly on them should they call him out on it.

・❥・He's fighting (Picking apart) with Wars and Calamity on their sparring routines, angling it in just a way that should they snap back he can turn on the innocent little look with a 'But I'm just trying to protect you. I don't know how any of you fight, I'm still learning.' Just in time for you to catch them barking at him to 'Learn faster' and it just falls perfectly into place.

・❥・He's calling out Twi and Four every time they try to wander off (Probably to bring out Wolfie or split to relieve a headache of sorts) because 'The woods are dangerous, what are they doing going off alone?' and now they can't leave because all eyes are on them and he's restricting their movement without even really trying. They wanna go foraging? But he and ...Wild were their best foragers and they were busy with dinner (That was something bitter to get out).

・❥・And wow, Time, Legend and Fierce have so many secrets, can you really trust them? Sage has laid down his entire adventure to you, and regardless if Reader is a LoZ player and knows of them regardless, Sage told you. Those two are trying to hide from you. He would never.

・❥・Wind, Hyrule and that filthy disgrace want to drag you along to go Shield surfing? Reader, do you know how dangerous that is? Especially with someone's track record. Here, you wanna go riding on this motorized wagon he just happens to have on hand? (Between the Zonite in his Purah pad, he can build any component necessary.)

・❥・Not even Sky and First are safe as he uses carefully laid words to sully their once golden image towards you. Afterall, they're so close to Hylia, whose to say they aren't behind all of this?

・❥・Now, you said that the only ones he may not win against are Time, Fierce and Twilight, but like I said, I can imagine him loathing Twilight, so instead, may I suggest First.

・❥・Time and Fierce are both pretty burly dudes that demand some semblance of respect and while Sage has muscles, he's not overly tall. So while he doesn't bow, he may just back off from their forefront for a while.

・❥・Now, First. He's probably the only one who can put Sage back in his place of the hierarchy. It's the first in the timeline, versus the last (As of right now). And it's not pretty. They probably go to blows a few times when you're out of ear shot.

・❥・The problem is that First can only push him back when you're out of ear shot and Sage makes it a point to keep you as close as humanly possible.

・❥・And while yes, some of them may use puppy eyes, Sage is not above using pity to get what he wants because he just hurts so badly don't you know?

・❥・He unfortunately can't do anything about wolves or rabbits. If they manage to disappear before he can call them out on it, he's left bitterly sulking as Wolfie laps at your cheeks or dumb rabbits nose at your hand. He may know who they are, but not even he's cruel enough to call them out (Yet) because that would just pit you against him. They weren't his secrets to tell, you would scold, and he just couldn't handle that possibility.

・❥・The biggest difference between Sage and Wild, one that the chain will fail to realize right away, is that Sage is much more experienced. He is on his second, THIRD if you count the pre-calamity, adventure. He knows everything Wild does, and more. Wild knows how to improvise and adapt, Sage can do it faster. Wild knows how to forage and concoct incredibly potent elixirs? Sage can do it tenfold with half the ingredients. He knows all the little tips and tricks and is not only backed up by the champion's gifts-- should they have remained-- but now he has the sages with him.

・❥・Like imagine their mid-battle, they had forced you away from Sage just to create some distance (At long last) and mans comes rolling in a giant fucking robot. He's using Sidon's sage to shield you over and over again and decimating a battle field using nothing but Riju and an arrow. Hell, the bigger enemies are struck down by Yunobo crashing into them. Sage alone is enough to cut the enemy hordes in half through recall and sending their own attacks back at them or fusing together weapons they wouldn't have ever dreamed of with new abilities. Even his outfits give him benefits far beyond anything they could think.

・❥・You saw him as someone more than just Link. He wasn't just the Swordsman to you when that was who he was to everyone else. You dubbed him something far beyond what a damned sword made him.

・❥・And he would have to be four days dead before letting you go.

・❥・And as he's proven before, Not even death could truly kill him.

I am so glad I waited bc I like this one so much more than the one that was deleted.

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emeritusemeritus · 1 year ago

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Just wanna bewitch you in the moonlight. Pt 10.

[Fred Weasley x Reader x George Weasley]

Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

Title: Just wanna bewitch you in the moonlight.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader x George Weasley

Timeline: Predominately set between GOF and OOTP (some canon has been altered to fit the story)

Summary: Both twins like Gryffindor!reader. Reader likes both twins. How will she decide who to chose in the end? Amortentia might be able to help, or not.

Warnings: Smut, oral sex, p in v sex, established relationships, threesomes, friends to lovers, all the good stuff. NO Twincest. Mentions of illness, Brief mentions of vomiting. Tiny bit of angst, possessiveness, talk of kids. Mentions of dominant behaviour. Snape has a soft spot for reader. Love potions? But none are actually used. Not beta-read nor spell checked, we die like Sirius ❤️

Okay this one is admittedly a necessary filler so the reader can work out her feelings, but I promise we’re moving into the good stuff next chapter 🤍

You tuck your letter away under your placemat as you eat, not wanting to open it up in the middle of lunch, even though the others had done so.

Truthfully, you were dreading whatever news your dad had for you and you would rather read it in private, knowing he rarely wrote to you so it must be some form of news, most likely bad.

George kept flicking his gaze to you at he ate, clearly checking on your well-being but you simply pretended that you were fine even though you could feel the pit on anxiety building up inside.

After lunch, you'd all decided not to go back to the lake but to shower and chill in the house as the sun was at its peak and quite frankly, you couldn't sit in it much longer. Hermione had packed already and had everything ready for her leaving later that afternoon, so you took some time to just spend her last few hours all together.

You were all sat around in the lounge, the coolest room in the house, some of you reading, some playing exploding snap and others just chatting. It was nice just to all spend time together even if you weren't all interacting as you escaped the heat in the coolest room.

"Wanna play a game? Like truth or would you rather or something?" Ginny asks after winning another round of exploding snap. "I'm not doing dares with these two here," she says, nodding towards the twins.

"What's that?" Ron says, confused.

"It was on a muggle movie we watched, they take turns and ask each other questions," she shrugs, not really able to elaborate further. "Sometimes it's like would you rather chose A or B."

"We're in," the twins say in unison, moving to sit closer around the coffee table.

You, Hermione and Harry were sat on the sofa, Ron in the armchair and Ginny and the twins were sat around the table on the floor, padded out with cushions.

"Yeah sounds good to me," you say, placing your bookmark into your book and placing it down next to you on the floor.

Everyone mutually agreed and you all began huddling round, deciding on the rules.

"Okay youngest to oldest," Ginny says, hearing immediate protest from the twins. "You chose first yesterday and today, time for a switch up." You laugh at her bossiness, having to sometimes remind yourself that she was the youngest but the twins, Fred especially, had a soft spot for her and actually didn't protest further.

"Right, Harry, truth or would you rather?"

"Umm, would you rather," he says, touching his glasses nervously.

"Would you rather spend the entire day with Draco or Dudley?" She asks, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. He huffs out a little nervous laugh as he thinks before answering Dudley.

"Ron, truth or would you rather?"

"Would you rather," he says confidently.

"Would you rather, er, throw up slugs again or dance with Snape at the yule ball," Harry says with a devious grin. You had to admit the last one was good but it was much tamer than you originally had thought it would be.

"Vomit slugs, easy," Ron says, brushing his hair out of his face. "Hermione?"

"Um, truth?" She says, unsure of herself.

"Oh erm, ughr," Ron mumbles, not knowing what to ask. Immediately the twins begin to mock him and you even inwardly groan, finding the game boring already. "How many books have you read this summer?"

You roll your eyes and openly groan along with the twins, all three of you finding the questions too boring.

"I'll answer that for her, too many," Fred says, jumping in. "Right I'm switching things up." He immediately stands and walks off, coming back a few minutes later bringing an empty bottle with him, necking the last of the drink before he puts it on the coffee table.

"Whoever it lands on has to answer the question, then they get to ask the next question," He says, spinning the bottle until it lands on Ron.

"Ronald, still a virgin?"

You have to hold back a little chuckle at the sudden shift in tone at Fred's brash words and even without looking you know that Ron is beet red.

Ron manages to huff and puff, squirming in his seat as he does indeed turn bright red.

You found yourself dissociating away from the game as others answered, trying to squirm away from the harsher questions the twins were coming out with. You excused yourself and walked to the kitchen, feigning getting a drink as you sat at the table, pulling out your letter, unable to wait any longer.

"Dear y/n,

Your friend has written you a letter but did not know the address of the friend you were staying with; so please find their letter inside. Hope school is going well and you are staying out of trouble. Best wishes, dad.

You almost rolled your eyes at the bluntness of the note, feeling overwhelmingly relieved that it wasn't a true letter from your father. Casting the note to the side, you pulled out the second letter, written on both sides of regular notebook paper that had been folded somewhat neatly, the girly but messy writing already making you smile.

"My dear y/n,

We miss you so much, when are you coming back to see us? You've not really missed much, apart from Johnny has a girlfriend now! Weird right? It's actually kind of disgustingly cute. School is shit, just like normal but only one term left before college. Everyone misses you, the band just isn't the same without our rock chick.Dad's taking me to London after work on Friday, remember that coffee shop we found last time? I've made him promise to take me and he said that he'd eat the banana bread that you loved so it would feel like you were there with me! Hope to hear from you again soon. Love you! Val, Still your best friend x

You reread the letter multiple times, perfectly envisioning her voice as you read it. You missed her terribly, along with all of your friends, but Val had always been you're closest friend back home.

You sensed a presence behind you and turned to see George watching you with concern. You smiled at him and he looked instantly a little relieved, moving forward to stand behind you, placing his hand on your shoulder.

"Is everything okay with your dad?" He asks cautiously, knowing that the relationship was rocky and sometimes a sore spot for you. You snorted a laugh and nodded in reply.

"He was just forwarding a letter from my friend," you explained.

The beginnings of an idea were forming in your head as you looked at George, a rising hopefulness gathering in your belly.

"What time are your parents taking Hermione to the train station?" You asked, looking up at him questioningly, before craning your neck to look at the clock near the staircase.

"Um about two I reckon, why?" George asks, moving to sit beside you at the table in Arthur's usual spot.

"Do you think they'd let me go with them?" You asked and George immediately looked bewildered, "not to catch a train, I wanted to nip into London."

"I don't see why not, why do you want to go to London though?" He asked, thoroughly confused.

"My friends going to be there, I was hoping to surprise her and to be honest I could do with some new stationary before we get back to school," you explained, "maybe a new textbook or two."

"I don't like the idea of you going alone angel, can Fred and I join you?" He asks, warming your heart a little more at his concern. You burst into a smile and nod enthusiastically, it would be nice for you to go with the twins.

"I'd like to meet my friend alone though, no offence," you said, treading carefully. He smiled in understanding.

"Of course angel, you can meet me and Fred after, it would make me feel a lot more comfortable that way," he says nervously and you immediately reach over to kiss his cheek at his sweetness.

"Oi! Fred!" George bellows suddenly as you pull away. Fred walks out not a minute later after hearing his twin calling for him.

"Wanna go to London this afternoon? Y/n wants to go," George says, nodding towards you.

"I'm in," he shrugs, sitting down next to you at the table.

And that is exactly how you found yourself in the centre of a bustling and muggy Diagon Alley on a Friday afternoon with most of the Weasleys. Molly had jumped at the chance to go shopping and Arthur had gone along with it for the sake of his family. You knew where Val would be later that afternoon and hoped to be able to catch her but until then you strolled around Diagon Alley with the twins, having dropped Hermione off at the station and then broken away from the others as you weaved in and out of the stores.

Your first stop was Gringotts to exchange a muggle cheque your father had sent at the start of term for your school supplies before heading to Flourish and Botts for some new supplies.

"Wonder if they still sell Lockhart's shit?" You laugh as George opens the door for you.

"Doubt it, though fiction books always sell better," he laughs, following you towards the textbook area with Fred lingering behind.

Seeing a potion book you didn't own, you briefly flicked through it before putting it back on the shelf, realising it was utter trash. You briefly wondered if Professor Snape would let you borrow any of his own books this year, knowing that though they were much more advanced, they were immeasurably more informative.

You picked up a new textbook that you needed for your defence against the dark arts class and began wandering towards the back section when an overly excited Fred ran up to you and George, wielding a book.

"Twelve fail-safe ways to charm witches!" He says excitedly, laughing whilst flicking through the pages to show you a few diagrams and read out a couple of passages.

"And you need that why?" You asked defensively with a frown, not finding the underlying meaning very funny. He immediately senses your displeasure and his eyes bug out as he stumbles over his words as he tries to explain.

"Not for me princess, obviously, merlin, I meant for us to give it to Ron!" George immediately laughs at the plan and you absently nod, feeling a little off from the whole thing. You begin wandering away from them, making your way back to the potions area as they excitedly flick through the book.

"Professor?" You say smiling, spotting a familiar face within the potions section, his characteristic black hair and flowing capes always recognisable.

"Miss y/l/n," he says, turning in surprise at your voice, an almost smile tugging at his lips in recognition as he looks down into your basket. "I would have thought you already owned a copy of the necessary textbook for my class," he says with a hard but familiar tone, as if there's humour buried deep within it.

"I do sir, I was hoping to find something more advanced but they're all utter drivel," you said honestly, gesturing to the green book you'd looked at earlier. He huffs out a little puff of laughter though he tries to hide it before turning away to look up at the shelf. "Yes," he says, drawing out the syllable of the word before reaching up to the top shelf and pulling down a small, leather bound book that was hidden between two much larger books. He checks the spine and briefly flips it over before handing it to you with an almost smile, "this should be of use to you, it is well beyond the ability of a typical sixth or seventh year but you've exceeded all of my previous expectations, what's one more."

"Thank you Professor," you say as you reach for the book, trying desperately not to blush at his praise.

"Angel- oh, Um, Professor Snape," George says as he bounds around the corner, coming to an immediate holt as he spots the Potion master. Fred, clearly not anticipating his brother's sudden stop, barrels into George from behind as they both look up to see you and Snape conversing.

"Anyway," Snape says, his tone and features immediately hardening as he looks at the troublesome twins before looking back at you, "good day."

You follow him with your eyes, looking down at the book he'd given you before looking up again, just in time to see him cast one last glance at you before exiting the store.

"What did old Snapey want?" Fred said, throwing his arm around your shoulders.

"He recommended a book for me, said it would help me with my NEWTS," you shrugged, not directly trying to knock Fred's arm off of you but also not actively trying to keep it around you, still feeling a little uneasy about the misunderstanding with the book from earlier.

You walked and paid for the two books before shoving them into your little crochet shopping bag and walked over to Quality Quidditch supplies with the twins so that they could fawn over the new brooms and array of merchandise.

Checking the time, you briefly wondered when you should set off for the little muggle coffee shop just outside of Diagon alley that you knew Val would be visiting and decided to have another thirty minutes with the twins before going.

You ran into Molly and Arthur who were sat outside one of the tea shops sharing a pot of tea. They waved excitedly at you all and carried on with their little date that mainly consisted of people-watching and laughing.

You nipped to fetch a new quill and some parchment before eyeing up a new school skirt in Madam Malkin's but couldn't justify spending the money when you're old one would do, at least for the rest of this year. Fred, true to form, had quietly muttered some sexual innuendos about never having enough skirts and how much he liked you in them but you ignored him and instead left without the skirt.

"Okay, I'm going to meet my friend, not sure how long I'll be, where will I find you?" You turned, addressing the twins.

"Take all the time you want. We'll probably be in Gambol and Japes, if not we'll meet outside Ollivanders or come to you?" George said, pointing towards the joke shop on the corner. You nodded and reached out to subtly grab his other hand as you said goodbye. You turned to Fred and he subtly leaned in, looking like he was whispering in your ear and kissed the side of your head gently.

George then reached up and grabbed your shopping bag off your shoulder with a smile, "don't want her seeing any of this do you?" He slung it over his own shoulder and you had to bite your lip at seeing the 6 foot 3 Weasley boy lugging around a rose patterned crochet bag, but it didn't even faze him after wearing a lifetime of Molly's knitted creations.

Walking towards the coffee shop, your nerves were all over the place, firstly hoping that you could catch her and secondly that she would respond well to the surprise if you had your timings right.

Walking in, the little bell above the door chimed and you took a moment to look around at the customers, not seeing her signature blond hair anywhere.

"What can I get you love?" The barista asks and you ordered a caramel macchiato, something that you would never be able to find in the wizarding world. You reached for your little coin purse of muggle money and paid with the change, waiting to collect your drink at the end of the bar. When your drink was ready, you walked over to a table near the window and were immediately thankful that you'd bought along your book so that you'd have something to distract you and that the coffee shop had working air conditioning. Each time the bell chimed, you looked up in hope but then went straight back to reading your book, waiting for the next time.

"You have to get the banana bread!" You heard as the bell chimed and it immediately alerted you to the voice. You grinned as you spotted a shirt female with familiar blonde hair stood beside her absurdly tall dad who had dark brown nearly jet black hair.

They ordered their drinks and cakes, paid and then moved to wait by the end of the bar just as you had. Seeking an opportunity, you stood and walked over to them discreetly before putting on a voice, "excuse me?"

They both turned around with polite but confused smiles on their faces and you couldn't help but laugh at the reaction as waves of recognition passed over them.

"Oh my god!" Val squealed as she threw her arms around you, not a single care in the world about her absurd volume. You beamed and laughed as she rocked you in her arms, thankful you were able to see her again. "What are you doing here?! I thought you were in school? Did you get my letter?" She began to say frantically as she pulled away to look at you. You simply laughed and nodded, not even knowing where to start. She pulled you in for another hug and you held her just as tightly; only realising now how much you'd missed her.

You looked over her shoulder to Adam, her dad, seeing him smile widely at you both. When you pulled apart, he held out the plate of banana bread towards you, gesturing for you to take it as he pulled you into a side hug, having been close since you were five years old.

"No I can't, you have it," you said, trying to protest. He chuckled and ran his hand through his hair, "I don't even like it, I was just doing it to shut her up. It's really good to see you, kid."

He walked off with his drink to sit down near the table where your stuff was, happy to give you both space and to flick through his mobile phone for a while, something you hadn't seen in a long time.

You were desperate for a catch-up with your best girl friend and truthfully, you needed some one to talk through your problems with, someone with an unbiased, outsiders perspective; someone who didn't know the twins at all. The whole Amortentia incident was still fresh in your mind, only worsened by smelling the whizzbang smoke the other night and you were more conflicted than ever about your feelings for both of them. Val was the only one who wouldn't judge you for what you were doing, who you knew you could trust to talk openly to, at least without mentioning the magic.

Val grabbed her drink from the counter and moved over to your original table so that you could chat. She went first, immediately telling you about how she was seeing a guy at school and that her dad didn't know so you had to be cool about it. She told you more about what college she had picked and how the rest of your friends were doing and some chatter about new muggle movies and music you needed to experience

"So, what about you?" She asks, picking the last little bits of her cake off the plate. You huffed out a sigh and placed your drink back down on the table. "Oh no, what happened with Fred?"

You'd told her all about your crush on Fred a few years ago but had never mentioned much about his twin, though you'd spoken about him in a friend way. You figured there was no time like the present to offload all of your complicated feelings.

"It's, complicated," you say, picking at the lid of your coffee, "did I tell you that Fred told me he had feelings for me?"

Judging by her almighty gasp, you assumed not. "Problem is, so did his twin brother." Another almost comical gasp.

"Then I realised that I might also have feelings for you George and things are now a little complicated, to say the least." You were quiet now, just a little above a whisper to avoid someone overbearing.

"So what did you do?" She asks attentively, giving you her full attention. You sighed and looked up at her as you replied.

"I'm kind of dating both? For now, please don't judge me."

"I would never!" She says reaching her hand towards yours, "so you have to decide eventually?"

You nod. "That's the problem. Every time I feel like I'm starting to decide, something tips the scale and I'm right back to the beginning."

You rub your hands over your face trying to relieve some of the tension but of course it doesn't work.

"Who do you see a future with?" She asks, keeping her tone even as she takes a sip of her coffee.

"Well that's the thing, I've been staying with them this week and both of them have said the cutest things about the future and it's got me even more confused. We had separate dates earlier this week and I had a night with George first, well kind of the day and night because Fred was sick and we talked about what we were doing after school and how we both wanted one or two kids etc, and it was such a nice thought. Then the other morning I came downstairs and he was in the kitchen reading the newspaper, shirtless and looking hot as fuck and it made me think that it could be my future you know, husband in the kitchen making breakfast blah blah blah." You took a breath and carried on explaining as she listened to you, "but then with Fred, the other night, he was saying about how we'd live together and he's hold me every night and bring me cups of tea in a morning and god the constant marriage references," you took another breath, trying to remember not to overload her and forcing yourself not to mention the Amortentia outright.

"The thing is, I love them both but in different ways. George brings me comfort, he's gentler and more sensitive, real proper husband material. I can see our future completely and I'd be happy but then there's Fred. We'd have a happy, fun filled life, it would never be boring and I'd be happy with him. But now I know what it's like to be loved by both of them and I can't even bare to think of choosing one and losing the other."

Silence lingers around you both as you finish offloading your thoughts. The weight of your words hangs in the air and you have to shoot a look at Val to check that she's still with you, and then around to check no one was listening.

"What about quick fire questions? We write out the answers or tally them and you can see who you favour?" She asks and to be honest, it sounds like a good plan.

"At this point I'd do anything."

She immediately scoots over to sit beside you rather than across from you and leans down to pull a notebook and pen from her bag. She flicks it open to a blank page and draws a little tally chart with their names at the top.

"So I'll ask you a bunch of different questions and scenarios and you have to say the first one that comes to your mind," she explains as you enthusiastically nod along with her. She suddenly leans in to whisper in your ear. "Quick one, have you slept with them both?"

You nod slowly, feeling as if she would judge you but she simply nods with a neutral expression, as if it was just a regular thing to ask someone.

"Okay, who's messier?"

"Fred."

"Who's grumpier?"

"Fred."

"Who's the most romantic?"

"George."

"Who's funnier?"

"Fred."

"Who's more sensitive?"

"George."

"Who hugs you more?"

"George."

"Who kisses you more?

"Fred."

"Who's hornier?"

"Fred."

"Who gives better head?"

"George."

"Who has a bigger dick?"

"Fred," you say, quickly adding, "only by a fraction though." She nods, then begins changing tactics.

"Does Fred want kids?"

"Yeah, but he wants more than George."

"Who's more attractive?"

"They're identical twins," you say blankly but she reaches out and flicks you on the arm.

"And you can tell them apart so there must be differences," she reasons and you can't fault her logic.

"Um Fred? George's nose is a little bigger and his features are a little sharper I guess."

"Okay next set of questions," she says, looking up from her notes, "If you did chose one, who would take the rejection worse?"

"George," you reply, your heart doing a little twang of sadness at the very thought.

"Okay, fast forward five years, it's a Saturday morning, no work, no plans, explain what it would look like with George," she says, preparing to make notes again.

The memory of him in the kitchen the other morning, shirtless and reading the newspaper flashes into your mind.

"I wake up and he's not in bed but there's a hot cup of tea on the bedside table. He's in the kitchen, sat shirtless at the little table, reading the newspaper and sipping his tea. He pulls me into his lap, rests his head on my shoulder and reads the sport scores out to me and any news bits he knows I'd like. I make breakfast for us and we sit and eat at the little table laughing and chatting until we inevitably end up back in bed," you say, listing out each part of your little dream.

Val let's out a little 'aww' as she makes her notes before looking back up to you with a smile, "same scenario but with Fred."

"I wake up and he's sleeping next to me, still holding me from the night before. He wakes up and we don't leave the bed for another hour at least. He makes me tea and we make breakfast together and then we sit watching terrible tv, mocking the actors and awful storylines. He pulls me closer to him to cuddle on the couch and we spend the day just like that."

"Okay different tactic again, I want you to give me the pros for dating Fred or listing his best qualities," she says, flipping over the page and starting a new one entirely.

"He's funny and mischievous, kind to me, very protective. Hot obviously, like little stupid things like running his fingers through his hair or rolling up his sleeves. We're best friends so there's no weirdness and most people think we're dating anyway."

"Okay now George."

"Funny, sensitive and sweet, more considerate than Fred and more likely to notice somethings wrong. More likely to think ahead, and to apologise. He's comfort for me."

"And now worst qualities of Fred."

"Doesn't always think things through, can be impulsive and not think of the consequences. He can be a little mean, to his brothers and stuff, just a little more brutal than George is. He can be a little grumpy sometimes, usually about other guys or whatever like he's a little possessive. Not always the most responsible and can be a little unreliable."

"And George?"

"Follows Fred diligently, a little insecure, not as confident in himself, same as Fred that he doesn't always think of consequences."

"Okay last one, what are the pros and cons of being in a relationship with them in general?"

"Pros; wonderful family, great parents in law, I get along really well with their other siblings, share the same friends. I'd be happy."

"Cons?"

"Um well I guess there family isn't rich or anything, not that it bothers me, but for some maybe that's a thing? The only con is hurting the other brother."

"Right, your conclusion," she says, adding up the tally before looking back at you.

“You’re screwed.”

#emeritusemeritus #fred weasley #fred weasley x you #harry potter #fred weasley x reader #emeritusemerituswrites #fred weasley imagine #george weasley x you #george weasley #fred weasley masterlist #weasley twins x reader #george weasley x reader x fred weasley #george weasley smut

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melishade · 5 days ago

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Attack on Prime: Incorrect Quotes: The Final Hurrah!

Main Story

Incorrect Quotes 1 Incorrect Quotes 2

Incorrect Quotes Part 3 Sad Incorrect Quotes

Wheeljack and Hanji doing something stupid Megatron killing Zeke for a snickers bar Mikasa missing her mom AOP AU Incorrect Quotes DBZA Incorrect Quote

Megatron being a dangerous psychopath Maria getting into a fight: Peaceful Timeline Levi and Megatron at each other’s throats More Incorrect Quotes

The Marriage Incorrect Quote Part Whenever

The Saga Continues

300 followers incorrect quotes

Chapter 90 memes part 1

Chapter 90 memes part 2

Tiny meme from @mionkings

Most recent incorrect quotes

Megatron: Stop forgiving my crimes, I worked so hard on those.

Jean: They won't just give us that information!

Hanji: Well, that's why were going to break in!

Megatron: And kill anyone who gets in our way!

Optimus: Not kill anyone.

Megatron: Kill a few people.

Optimus: Kill no one, Megatron!

Megatron: Kill one person. One stupid person that no one loves.

Hanji: Now you're just making it sad!

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Megatron picking up the comm link: Hello?

Hanji: What did you do?

Megatron: Alright….but you can’t be mad at me.

Hanji: What did you do?

Megatron: Okay, first!…I was minding my own business.

Levi: BULLSHIT!

Megatron: I was!

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Peaceful Timeline

Optimus: Megatron, why are there little handprints all over the wall?

Megatron: *whispers* Firelight, why are there little handprints all over the wall?

Maria: *whispers* Because I have little hands.

Megatron: *turning back to Optimus* Because she has little hands.

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Levi: You're in danger and need help, who do you call?

Eren: Optimus.

Levi: And if he can't help?

Sasha: If Optimus can't help we're all doomed.

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Optimus: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone.

Eren: Mine just says "EREN, NO"

Optimus: And I want you to apply that to every possible situation.

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Eren: I hate being a child of divorce.

Zeke: Oh, I didn't know your parents were separated.

Eren: What? No, I'm talking about Optimus and Megatron.

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Hanji gawking at Megatron in chapter 12 as he rips Reiner's heart out: YOU! ME! BEAUTIFUL EGG! NOW!

Megatron: You? Me? crushes heart Fat chance.

Hanji: I HAVE A CHANCE! AND IT'S FAT!

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Optimus, High on pain killers: I hate to tell you this, but one of you is adopted

The 104th: …

Jean: .. only one?

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Hanji dead serious: Wanna get married?

Megatron deciding to bite: Okay, become a Cybertronian.

Hanji: Okay, what do I do? Do I have to sign up or make an account or what do I do? Do I call your god cause I might have him on speed dial?

Megatron: Excuse you?!

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Survey Corps Movie night

Hanji: The real reason Howl kept his castle moving was tax evasion.

Rafael: This sounds like a joke but I read the book. This is the literal reason.

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Revenge Timeline

RID2015 Starscream: It’s illegal to look better than me.

Levi: I guess we’re all going to jail then.

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War Timeline

Ratchet: I’m not a doctor I’m a medic.

Hanji: What’s the difference then?

Ratchet: Well doctors actually save lives, medics just make you feel more comfortable as you die.

Connie: Note to self; never get shot.

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Optimus staring at the spot where he killed Eren: We always think we will have more time. And then time runs out.

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Willy: Is Megatron always like this when he loses?

Armin: Oh, yes. You should’ve been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 864.

Megatron: You bumped that table and you know it!

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That headcanon about Megatron's death post AOP

Megatron: Would you still love me, even after years have passed?

Optimus: I would love you until my last atom.

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Optimus: Have you eaten today?

Hanji: ...I had a Monster—

Optimus: Have you drank any water?

Hanji: ...I had a Monster—

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Megatron: Here's some advice.

Armin: I didn't ask for any.

Megatron: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me.

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Regarding Bertholdt's death

Gabi: Marley said we're not to cry.

Megatron: That is because Marley is incapable of human emotion. You are 10. Cry if you feel like it.

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Optimus: What have I told you about making bad decisions?

Hanji: Don’t?

Optimus: Okay, and what did you just do?

Hanji: My best!

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Armin: It sounds really, really dangerous.

Arcee: It could be very dangerous.

Wheeljack: Or it could be a lot of fun.

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Levi: I'm bored, any suggestions?

Arcee: Sleeping is nice.

Levi: I acknowledge your suggestion, and I’m deciding to ignore it.

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Willy: You always believe that everything is going to work out. How do you do it?

Optimus: Well, I'll tell you my secret, Willy... I lie to myself. Every day, when I wake up, I say "Everything's gonna be okay," but I'm lying! And I don't know how much longer I can do it…Have a swell night.

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Optimus to the modern day trio about Ymir (Peaceful Timeline)

Optimus: Everything I ever did, I did for her. Now she's gone, but I’m still here. I wonder what would she would think of me?

Eren, Armin, and Mikasa hugging Optimus: Well, we think you’re pretty great.

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If Optimus and Eren ever got a moment to speak to each other once more.

Optimus: Wait!...You are a suicidal bastard.

Eren: What?!

Optimus: And no matter how many lesson I had given you, you always seemed to ignore every single thing I've taught you. You only come to me when you need something! And it's out of desperation! And you cut off your leg and eye and destroyed the world! I don't care if it was for our sake! You know I don't condone the loss of life! Out of all of the places I could be, why would I want to be here with you?! You are right. It doesn't make sense!

Hanji: Optimus, wait-!

Eren: Let him finish.

Optimus: Maybe it's like you said, maybe there is something out there, some new discovery that'll make us feel like even smaller pieces of scrap. Something that explains why even after seeing everything, and giving up, you still went looking for me through all of this noise. And why no matter what, I still want to be here with you. I will always want to be here with you.

Eren: So… what?! You're just going to ignore everything else? You could be anything, anywhere. Why not go somewhere where your son is more than just… this? Here, all we’ll get are a few specks of time where any of this actually makes sense.

Optimus:...Then I will cherish...these few specks of time.

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dragonydreams · 5 months ago

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Fic: Kisses & Confessions - BuckTommy

Title: Kisses & Confessions Fandom: 9-1-1 Rating: Teen Audiences and Up Pairings/Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard Additional Tags: BuckTommy, Kissing, Confessions Summary: Buck and Tommy spend the day together after meeting for coffee. Timeline: Post 7x05 Word Count: 1,000 Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Reamworks, Brad Falchuk Teley-Vision, Ryan Murphy Television, and 20th Television. Betas: Thank you to @medieshanachie for looking this over for me. Author's Note: Just a fun little scene that came to me.

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Coffee led to a walk, which led to lunch, which led to Tommy walking Buck home, which led to Buck inviting Tommy up.

"I still owe you a beer," Buck said on the steps to his building, looking up at Tommy through his eyelashes. (And wasn't that a new sensation; to be looking up at someone he had a crush on?)

Tommy smiled at Buck and agreed, "One beer," before following him inside.

Buck fidgeted with his keys on the elevator ride up, if only to keep his hands to himself and not on Tommy. He really wanted to get his hands on Tommy.

Once inside his apartment, he beelined for the fridge and took out two beers. He removed the tops before offering one to Tommy.

"You know, I hadn't realized you weren't out when I kissed you," Tommy said, accepting the beer Buck handed him.

Buck huffed out a laugh and admitted, "I hadn't realized I liked men until you kissed me."

Tommy nearly choked on the sip of beer he'd just taken. Buck rubbed his back as Tommy coughed.

"I'm sorry, say that again," Tommy said between coughs.

Buck flushed. "I, um, hadn't actually been aware that I liked men before you kissed me."

"But I saw you checking out Eddie's ass," Tommy said.

"Eddie has a great ass," Buck pointed out.

"Agreed, but that's not something straight men usually notice."

"I knew Maddie was lying when she said it wasn't abnormal to check out a hot guy's ass!" Buck exclaimed.

"You talked to Maddie about checking out guys' asses?" Tommy asked, amused.

"I didn't mean to. But I was talking to her about Saturday and I let your pronoun slip and she had questions."

"I'm sure. While our kiss was nice, I hadn't expected it to be life altering," Tommy said.

"I really liked that kiss," Buck said, eyes dropping to Tommy's mouth. "I-I was kinda hoping to do it again."

"Ah, I see I was lured up here under false pretenses," Tommy said, setting his beer on the kitchen counter behind them.

"N-not false," Buck said, eyes darkening at the sudden look of hunger on Tommy's face as Tommy took the beer from his loose fingers and set it on the counter as well. "There was beer."

"I don't really care about the beer," Tommy said, stepping closer to Buck.

"Oh, thank God," Buck said, moments before Tommy's lips pressed against his.

Buck couldn't suppress the whimper that escaped him to feel Tommy's stubbled jaw against his again.

This time he did not hesitate to grab onto Tommy's shoulder the way he'd wanted to the last time. He moaned as he felt the solid muscle under his hand. Well, almost. His arms circled Tommy, sliding under his hoodie, relishing in the power of Tommy's back muscles, even as Tommy's hands slid into his hair, holding him in place.

"Is that what you had in mind?" Tommy asked when he finally pulled back a few inches.

Buck met Tommy's eyes, fingers flexing against Tommy's back. "Y-yeah, that's a good start."

Buck forced himself to relinquish his hold on Tommy to slide his hands around to Tommy's chest, but he didn't let himself linger there. He grabbed the edges of Tommy's hoodie and pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms, letting it drop to the ground behind them. Then he boldly grasped Tommy's ass. Tommy merely smirked at him.

"We're not having sex today," Tommy said, his fingers going back to toying with Buck's hair.

"That's good, because I'm not quite ready for that," Buck said.

"It's okay if you never are," Tommy quickly said.

Buck smirked. "Oh, it won't be my first time having anal sex, a few of my exes liked to peg me."

Tommy blinked at the easy confession. "And you enjoyed it?" Tommy checked.

"Oh, yeah," Buck agreed, his voice deepening.

The hunger returned to Tommy's eyes. "That is very good to know."

"I thought it might be," Buck said. Dropping his eyes to Tommy's mouth again, he asked, "When does your shift start?"

Tommy pulled an arm back to look at his watch. "I have to be there in three hours."

"Wanna make out on my couch until you have to go?" Buck innocently suggested.

"Sounds perfect to me," Tommy agreed.

Buck led Tommy to the couch, gestured for him to sit, then slid onto his lap as his mouth found Tommy's.

After a few minutes, Tommy pushed Buck back a bit. "Hang on one sec," he said, reaching for his pocket and pulling out his phone. He set an alarm and tossed the phone on the cushion next to him. "Okay, go."

Buck was grinning as their mouths crashed together again. And again.

And again.

Until the alarm startled them apart, both somewhat dazed and flushed, lips swollen.

"Are you as hard as I am?" Buck found himself asking.

"Yes, but there's no time to do anything about that now," he said.

Tommy braced his hands on Buck's hips and pushed him to stand, ignoring the evidence of Buck's arousal at eye level until he was able to stand himself.

"You sure you don't want me to help with that before you have to go?" Buck offered, hands reaching out.

Tommy stepped back out of reach. "As much as I'd love that, I've got to go."

Buck pouted as he followed Tommy to the door. Petulantly, he said, "If you're sure."

"Maybe next time," Tommy said, leaning in for one last peck on Buck's lips.

Buck was all smiles again. "Until next time, then. Have a good shift."

"Thanks. We'll talk soon," Tommy promised.

Buck leaned in for another kiss. "We'll do more of that soon, too."

"Damn straight we will," Tommy growled and wrenched the door open before he could fall back into temptation.

Buck laughed as he closed the door behind Tommy and collapsed against it. Happier than he'd been in a very long time.

The End

#bucktommy #evan buck buckley #tommy kinard #911 fic #Fic: Kisses & Confessions

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persimminwrites · 15 days ago

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okay sooooooooooo just going to dump whats been marinating in my head all day today (instead of me focusing on work lol)

putting reinald on a petri dish and looking at him with my lil microscope hes so so so interesting to me like hes been physically dead for about 300 years (give or take some time where he wasnt dead yet based on the notes and letters he leaves all around the mine) right but his soul is still there. is his mind/soul trapped in his body with the red miasmal? seems like the red miasmal was puppetting his body for a large majority of those 300 years but maybe he had some breaks in lucidity like he does when he talks with geralt. seems like he was fighting for control/fighting to keep the red miasmal for completely erasing him for 300 years and just the idea of that kind of entrapment is so so so sad but so so so interesting to me and even at the end of it hes still able to have a conversation with geralt, still for the most part able to be rational. like he hasnt been completely driven to madness iTS JUST SUCH A COOL CHARACTER AHHHHH

^^ fascinating implications about personhood and the mind-body problem much to think on and consider here i have not complete thoughts on this

more of a question as im still not super familiar with the witcher universe - are spirits always going to turn into some kind of bad specter? like if a spirit is still in the physical world and hasn't "moved on" and found peace does that mean it will eventually be corrupted? are there no "good" spirits? mostly wondering bc i have a few fic ideas kicking around my head for spirit!reinald but im just not sure how it fits into witcher lore/canon

related to reinald bc i do really want to write this story about a witcher that stumbles upon him and rescues him from his doomed fate (we lovvveeee fix it fics) - would love to make a lady witcher oc but based on what im reading online is that they just arent a thing except for in fanon (which isnt a problem for me lol), also lot of people being weird about gender on reddit about this (no one is surprised) but i wasnt sure if there was something i was missing!

more lady witcher oc thoughts - im reading up on all of the schools right now and initially i was really drawn to the school of the cat bc we love a rogue/assassin character design but they all seem to be BANANAS CRAZY CUCKOO SADISTS which is fine like if we're embracing fanon MY cat witcher doesnt have to be a maniac, but idk if any of you guys have thoughts about the witcher schools and favorites <3 (ideally she would not come from the same school as reinald)

also related - is there a good timeline for all of the creations and downfalls of the schools??? i couldn't find good dates on the wikis that i was reading but i was also on my phone. while im fully embracing making shit up with this, i was trying to get timelines that make sense. seems like reinald was alive and on this quest in 970 or 980 but i dont know how that lines up with all of the other schools and what theyre up to at the time

#i have 47 witcher wiki tabs open someone save me #might do some sketching after work today ! either of reinald or to try to figure out my babes design yeehaw!!!#reinald posting #witcher reinald #witcher 3 #undisclosed witcher oc lmao #min muses

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rhiandoesfandom · 4 months ago

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Ficlet- Get Up

Based on art by @mferret9

Notes: Sorry it's only a ficlet and not a full one shot. I haven't had a lot of energy lately. Hope you still enjoy!

Timeline: Season 3, Blitz and Stolas are dating. Currently on a date.

"Stols look! It's that coffee place I wanted to take you to. They're finally open!", I yell and grab his lanky as fuck arm, pulling him toward the door. He chuckles in that hooting way that makes my lips crack a smile and I flash one back.

There aren't many decent coffee places in Pride, and I think I've been to almost all of them. But Stolas hasn't. And it's fall. I want to get him some seasonal shit. That's what couples do, right? Seasonal shit?

Stolas ponders the menu as he does. He ponders a lot. Is that just a bird thing? Or do all Goetia ponder? I don't think I ponder. I think, of course. But never ponder.

"Darling?" He asks, snapping me out of my racing thoughts. I blink and look up at him, "uh yeah?" He chuckles again, "I'm not sure what to get".

I pretend to ponder. My hand rubbing my chin.

"Ya like pumpkin spice?" I ask him. Of course he does. He's kind of a basic bitch.

"Uhm well, I don't know. I've never had it", he replies and I squeeze his hand and scoff,

"A basic bitch that's never had a pumpkin spice?" I say, then look to the cashier, "One medium pumpkin spice and an extra spicy medium iced chai", I tell her.

She rings us up and I slam down my card before Stolas can even get out his wallet and he blushes. I love seeing him flustered.

"Don't worry, I got it", I tell him and rub the top of his hand, kissing it as my other hand slides the card to the cashier. Ignoring the cashier's looks, she slides it and hands it back as I'm enamored with Stolas's red as fuck face.

"Sir. You can wait for your drinks over there", she points. Stolas giggles and I shoot her a look then pull him over to a table in the corner. Ever since we got together every single little drop of affection I give to this bird in public drives him wild. And I lap it all up like a horse at a drinking hole.

Once we sit I can feel one of his long ass legs shaking under the table against mine and I rub his hand again.

"Something bothering you?" I ask, smug. Stolas squeaks adorably, "You know what you're doing", he replies and I smile wide as he pouts, crossing his arms.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Hold that thought-", I stand up and grab our drinks. Placing them back on the table and sitting back down, He clenches my shirt and gestures to one of those non gendered family bathrooms in the cafe and I chuckle.

I put my hand over his and unclench his hand.

"Lemme just get a sip in first", I say as I put the straw to my lip agonizingly slow. Stolas sighs and stands up. I barely get one sip and am able to put the coffee down when he grabs my arm and pulls me into the bathroom. Locking the door.

I smile and chuckle again, running my hands through the back of his feathered head. Damn he is so pretty. Since it's autumn he's changed to a wardrobe of all sweaters. Today's with cut outs for his shoulders and chest. It's so fucking sexy.

He picks me up and pushes me against the door. Our tongues meet and it's like feeling alive again since we did this two hours ago. I don't know if his magic is stored in his fucking tongue and beak or what but it damn feels like it. His free hand wanders under my shirt and traces along my back spikes and a moan escapes. Fuck why is he the only one that can do that?

His tongue is moving behind my teeth and down my mouth and I'm getting so hard but-

I pull back for a breath, a heavy one.

"Hehe, sorry to interrupt but uh, not really up for bathroom sex right now", I tell him. He bites his beak and nods,

"Okay I-I can conjure a portal in here and we can go home", he replies. Home. He's been calling the palace that when we're together. He didn't used to.

I rub the back of my neck, he puts me down.

"Unless that's-unless you don't want-", He stutters. I bite my lip, say something you idiot.

"Nah Stols I just wanna finish our date okay? We got coffee for a reason let's...go to the park. Get fresh air", I tell him, grabbing his hand.

He nods hesitantly, "O...Kay.." he looks at me skeptically. Probably because I've never backed out of a make out sesh with him ever. But I'm just...not feeling it right now. I don't know. Which is weird for me. I'm never not feeling it. (Except Ozzies but we don't talk about that night).

We walk back to our table, cheeks flushed and of course the whole cafe staring at us now. I grab our drinks and hand him his as we walk out the door.

We walk a good few blocks, sipping our coffees and feeling the crisp air. While it's not like fall on Earth where there's trees with falling leaves, it does get fucking cold. I huddle closer to Stolas at one point and he puts his hand on my shoulder blades.

Then we get to the park and he-stops. I turn around, "What's up?" I ask him. He fiddles with his hands, his nervous tick. Next he's going to hug himself. He does.

"Blitz I just...wanted to tell you....", he starts. I hate confessions. They're always too fucking long drawn out and always more emotional than they need to be. But Stolas is a fan.

"Spit it out sweety bird", I say. Hoping the endearing words lessen the blow.

"Blitz I...I think I've fallen for you", he says. What is this a fall pun? I laugh, "So get up", I tell him.

"What?!" He asks, frowning and his eyes turning sad. Oh no. Not a fall pun. Why is everything puns??? Not everything is puns, Blitz!!!

I put out my hands to hold his but he pulls them away. Fuck.

"Stolas i- I thought you were making a pun. I thought you were being funny", I said. Mistake again.

"You think that me loving you is funny?!" He replies. FUCK.

"NO! I just-AGH!" I stomp away and throw my coffee in a trash can and take a deep breath. Then I take more deep breaths. And more. We've been through this. I can do this differently. I can change.

I turn back and he looks too fucking sad holding himself. I want to hold him. He should be in my arms.

I walk slowly back over to him, he takes a step back and my eyes widen.

"Stolas...I'm sorry. Can we please not misunderstand this again", I plead, reaching out my hand again.

He walks towards me and takes my hand softly, I hold it tight with both of mine and kiss the top.

"I'm an idiot", I start. He nods, I chuckle.

"You're my idiot", he mumbles and I smile, "I am".

"You thought I was joking?" He asks. I nod.

"I wasn't", he looks at me with...fear? He continues, "What...do you think about that?" He asks.

I stay silent a moment. What do I think about that? That you love me?

I think it's amazing, I think there's no one I would rather be with. I think, I love you.

"It's Aight", I smile and he hits my back, "Blitz!"

"Okay okay I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I put my hands up in defeat. "Stolas we've been dating for two years of course I love you", I tell him, staring up at him. Hoping he can see the adoration in my eyes.

His eyes spurt into hearts, I love it when they do that.

"You do?!" He asks again.

"Of course I do, you silly owl", I pull him close and squeeze him tight.

"Then why didn't you say it?" He asks. "Why didn't you?" I reply. He chuckles, "Touche".

We hug for little while longer then walk back to my apartment. I still had a whole fanfic to read to him of my new horse OC that I made named Mooncake. Named after Stolas, of course. (And the time he made me mooncakes for a solstice).

Stolas loves Mooncake (I knew he would) and we end the night with a Rom com he licked I mean picked, and cuddles (initiated completely by Stolas and not at all by me).

Okay byeeeeeeeeeeee.

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misc-obeyme · 2 years ago

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I didn't realize Lesson 19 was happening today, but as soon as I figured it out you can be sure all my other plans for the evening got tossed out the window.

I apologize in advance for the length of this post. I had more to say than I thought I did. And I'd already wrote the whole thing, so I was like I don't wanna break it up into multiple posts now!

Spoilers below the cut as always.

I'm going to lose my whole mind. There is no way that this isn't the "visiting and kissing every brother" scenario that happens before the end of a season. And yet I still have SO MANY QUESTIONS.

I am very much under the impression that we are not going to be leaving the past by the end of season one. Which is ANNOYING. I keep thinking about the brothers in our present timeline. I might have to write some angty story about it to make myself feel better.

But also, what're they gonna do? Send MC back to the human world? I mean, every other season has ended that way...??? Maybe it's different because we're in ~Nightbringer~ now. We'll see I guess!

Anyway, this lesson certainly wasn't bad and there were a lot of interesting things happening to these past versions of our bros.

AUGH THE BROTHERLY LOVE IN THIS LESSON THOUGH.

Okay, so this is not really the same as how they were in the OG, but I think this makes sense considering how much time has supposedly passed between the two timelines. I mean, think about how siblings are when nothing's wrong and they're all just getting on each other's nerves most of the time. Then think about how those same siblings might band together when things get dicey. That seems to be the family dynamic we have going on here.

Leviathan, my sweet boy, I really loved how he reassured all his little bros that everything was going to be okay. He was so confident and firm in his decision in this lesson, too.

And then the way they were all surprised about it was so cute, too.

I just loved this whole moment.

Okay. And obviously we have to talk about Mammon.

This whole part really showcases Mammon and Lucifer's relationship, I think. To me, it seems like Lucifer is very much going to lock himself away, not talk to anybody about his feelings, and possibly prepare to do something drastic because he thinks it's what's best for his brothers without actually asking them. But Mammon knows this. He knows exactly what's going on with Lucifer. He doesn't have to talk to him to know. And he also knows what's going to help Lucifer. Not just the pudding, but sending MC with it, too.

Honestly, Lucifer does not give Mammon enough credit in general. Mammon is always doing stuff like this. And then throughout the rest of the lesson, he's being the big brother, too. It's like Mammon thinks that Lucifer is the one who carries all the weight on his own, but really Mammon is the one keeping that family together, I swear.

The thing about it is, none of them will do anything without Lucifer being on board. And Mammon knows that, too. So he's like okay I'm gonna send this human with some pudding to talk to Lucifer and because those are two things that Lucifer really likes, he will probably get it together enough to make the decision we all want him to.

And I think Levi understands this, too, to a lesser extent. He's over here trying to make the younger bros feel better while Mammon is trying to make Lucifer feel better.

Okay now we have to talk about Satan.

First they hit us with the Satan telling everybody to leave him behind and go back if they want to.

And then this part where they all call him out on saying he's not their brother.

And then when he finally admits he wants to be their bro and Asmo hits him with the I'm so proud of you... when I tell you I was tearing up...

I want to point out how Asmodeus and Beelzebub are the two who chimed in with these lines after Satan says he wants to be their brother. Because I think these two are the most open with their feelings in general. While Belphie will be quick to call someone out if he's annoyed with them, both Asmo and Beel are quick to praise someone. It isn't just that they're happy he finally said it, they understand that he needs their reassurance in that moment and they have no problem giving it.

And all of this was so good! It was such an excellent culmination of all the stuff that had been leading up to this point regarding Satan and his relationship with his brothers. This is exactly the kind of understanding and closure I want to have for all the other weird junk that we have no answers for yet! I should be grateful we at least got this, I suppose!

And then Lucifer makes it all crazy with an explanation I thought we'd never get about what it was like when Satan was "born."

I think it's pretty clear that they're saying exactly what some people were pointing out in the vampire event. Because Satan got vampiritis even though it only affected fallen angels. And I was definitely like that doesn't make sense! But some people said well considering he came from Lucifer, Satan probably has angel in him. And you guys were right! Because I'm pretty sure that's what Lucifer is saying here.

He may have never lived as himself in the Celestial Realm, but Satan has that same angelic power in him.

Lucifer's relationship with him is really quite interesting. I know he says he thinks of him as his brother, but... the way he talks about him... to me, it still sounds like he thinks of Satan more as his son. But I think it's easier for the game if he's one of the seven brothers lol. I personally headcanon it as Lucifer just doesn't want Satan to feel any more out of place than he already does. Also, that's kind of the familial relationship that all the former angels have in mind when it comes to each other, since they have a collective Father figure and I know Lucifer doesn't want to be seen as anything close to that entity.

And then Lucifer talks about how his decisions have caused the others to suffer. And I think this comes back to what I was saying when I was talking about Mammon - the rest won't do anything unless Lucifer makes the decision. Mammon knows this and Lucifer does, too. He talks about how he almost made a huge mistake because he was thinking about sending the others back to the Celestial Realm.

And I have two things to say about this:

One: Lucifer shouldn't have made any decision without talking to his brothers first. He needs to stop shouldering all the responsibility himself.

Two: If he really thought they would have wanted that, he really hasn't been paying attention. Sure, they've had some conflicting feelings about being in the Devildom. But they've all said they made their own choice to follow Lucifer. Does he really think they would want to leave him now? And everybody says Mammon is the idiot.

But then he surprised me by admitting that he was ashamed for almost doing that. And he apologized to them all. I couldn't believe it!

And one of my favorite parts of the whole thing:

PFFFF if that isn't the Satan we know and love!

Anyway, all in all, this lesson gave us some things that I have been wanting. Very specifically, Lucifer told us what he remembered about falling and Satan's "birth." And I can't believe we got Lucifer finally being open and talking to his bros at the end. It makes me annoyed because why hasn't present timeline Lucifer done anything like that, huh?? But yeah, it's because a billion years have passed or whatever and he's older and crankier in the present lol.

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memberment · 5 months ago

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GOOD MORNING EVERYONE

So the Trinitarians brain worm is back and Morning Glory is now longer and biting the dust as far as my focus goes.

But like, I genuinely want to talk to anyone who's invested in what's to come as far as part two goes. SO PLEASE. I IMPLORE THE FOUR OF YOU WHO PERPETUALLY TAKE NOTICE OF MY SCREAMS INTO THE VOID.

We're all aware that Trin is a time loop fic. That is confirmed.

BUT THE PROBLEM IS HOW I'M GOING ABOUT DOING THAT. AND I NEED INPUT FROM PEOPLE THAT ARE NOT ME AS FAR AS PLEASES AND SPARKLES GO, YES?

Because like sure I'm writing it and like fuck everything else, let me tell my story. But it's the how of it all like if I'm gonna throw another 200 give or take hours into this I would at least like one person to be having a wonderful time drinking and driving (I have since remembered this is not a common phrase, I do not mean this in a literal sense, it's an expression) with me right?

Part two is going to be 50 chapters, give or take. (Part one is about 37 for reference.)

So the plan for part 2 rn is (ROGUHLY):

(1-10) is the second timeline. There are a lot of importants and I cannot just glaze over it all more than that. But we're also working in a bit of a shorter time period than the original events of the story and introductions do not need to happen again, right?

(11-40)ish would be me running through the next timelines in a set up structure -> what changes -> the results of said changes and then inevitably what sends our looper backwards. It wouldn't be running through all the timelines but the more notable ones in kind of a four chapter structure, I am not fully sold on four, but rough estimate yk.

And then 41-50 would be the finale of part two. It's literally the last timeline in its glory and then the epilogue which kicks off part three.

COULD AT LEAST ONE OF Y'ALL SIT THROUGH THAT OR DO YOU GUYS HAVE ANY NOTES AT ALL BECAUSE LIKE

I personally kinda like it but if not a soul is reading this I am throwing myself on the curb with the rest of the garbage LMFAOOO.

I NEED THOUGHTS. OPINIONS. COMMENTS. CONCERNS. ANYTHING.

Anyways, I'm going to work. I have off tomorrow and I broke the ff investment seal for today so insanity and updates will be here tonight and homework will be tomorrow.

HOPE EVERYONE HAS A GOOD DAY <3

(9:30) I am literally falling asleep as I lazily write this angel based on Danse Macabre. Expect all of maybe one more update tonight if the tacos I am abt to receive don't wake me up LMFAO.

Also, I am almost saddened by not having something to post tm. Anyone want an early chapter of something that isn't Genesis/Desolation bc they're both on Monday?????? (I am feeling like a menace rn)

(10:19) tacos and the absolute yap session I just had did wake me up a bit. MAAAYBE might write some more. Idk I slept like three hours last night and went to work I'm kinda dead. But we're at 98.2k!!!!!!🥳

(11:06) okay we made it to 99.6k everything besides the flashback for 31 is done. I'm about to relax and watch something and figure out mechanics of some of this because god this series is A BEAST. Like, I still have six planned chapters left.

Pure insanity. I love it here. I hate it here.

Holy shit wait I just came to the realization that I started this fic exactly one month ago. I have belted out 99.6k for THIS FIC ALONE. (Moreso if we're including future shit that hasn't happened yet)

IN ONE MONTH.

THAT IS FUCKING CRAZY WHAT HTE FUCK LMFAOOOO

I may or may not be cooking we’ll find out in 6-26 business hours

(5:28) So I just had a very interesting past few business hours. I read a fic I've been waiting ever so patiently to finish. That's cool, right. I go for a walk at 4 in the morning because I'm insane. Fantastic. I get home at five and I'm like ohhhh well what do I do now it's not sleep time yet. Oh write I'm supposed to be drawing.

Nope I reread the epilogue of morning glory and realized Tweek's first address is for my morning glory and Craig's last sign off is your morning glory and now I'm ready to throw myself on the curb with the garbage as I sob. Someone call a trusted adult for me thanks.

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modernliterarywitch · 3 months ago

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Dim & Juicy

This day couldn't be going any worse. Things between Ashley and I weren't great. I felt gut punched when she revealed that she didn't want to get married and have kids. I couldn't have that with Isabel, but I still wanted it.

Then there was Lucy. She was my best friend, my ride or die, and things were so easy with her, even when she annoyed me with by being right most of the time. She obviously didn't feel the same about me but I couldn't bring myself to say it.

Today, she was holding us up because her pseudo-adopted-daughter, Tamara just bought a new car. And Chen had to check it out for her. I, of course, offered Tamara some advice on a shop she should take the car to get checked out at.

It ended up being a good thing Tamara stopped by because the drug dog accidentally helped us find a dozen kilos of heroin stuffed in the trunk.

That's when things took a turn for the worst. While I dealt with impounding the car, Chen ran the car's paperwork down. When I came into the bullpen I found literally everyone surrounding behind her, staring at the computer.

"What?" I asked. Staring back at them suspiciously.

"Um, you're not going to believe this…" Chen replied.

I went around to look at the computer and staring back at me was my face. The guy could have been my twin.

That is when we went and arrested Jake. Jake lead to me going undercover, which lead to arresting Juicy, which is how we found Chen's doppelganger and I felt like I was looking at an alternative timeline. A version of our lives but instead of cops we were criminals. Of course, this all lead to Chen and I going undercover as a romantic couple. My heart thrummed in my chest at even the suggestion. And it continued to beat louder and harder as we made plans to set up our backstory at Lucy's place later that night.

I texted Ashley, telling her I was working late on special assignment and that we would have to meet later and found myself on Chen's couch with a beer in my hand. I was so nervous, my heart beating so hard in my chest I was afraid she could hear it. I took another pull from my liquid courage and settled in next to her. I was alone with her, in her apartment, and we were talking about our hypothetical relationship. My hands tingled to touch her.

"So if we're going to make this work our back stories need to be air tight." I said, trying to break the ice.

"Agreed." She nodded, "So, um, how did Dim and Juicy meet?" She asked.

"Uh, at a barbeque." I replied simply with a shrug.

"Mm-hmm," she nodded, her lips closed tight. "That's lame." She admitted.

"Really? You think you can do better?" I asked a bit defensively. I was so out of my depth here.

"Watch me." She shook her head at me, ready to prove me wrong. "Okay, so, um.." she nooded, thinking about before a light bulb went off. "You were… on the run from the cops… It was a bank robbery gone wrong… and, you ended up in my building, frantic, looking for a place to hide, and… I opened the door for you… I lied to the cops for you. And… And it got me so hot that we hooked up while they were still searching the building." She described our hypothetical relationship.

The imagery that assulted me was almost overwhelming. The thought of pushing Lucy up against a door and kissing her like my life depended on it was tempting. Lucy was flirting with me and it was torture resisting her. I was shocked and hard and I didn't know how to reply, so just agreed and nodded. "That's, that's pretty good actually." Goddamn, Chen was good at this. I hated it and loved it at the same time.

"Thank you." She smirked, likely because I hardly complimented her. Not in the ways I wanted to, but people couldn't know that I favorited her more than I already did. Hell, she was my sergant's aid and I loved working with her. We were like Bonnie and Clyde and right now I really felt like I was doing something bad, forbidden even, and she was seducing me.

"So, look… We should probably talk about the elephant in the room." I tried saying without thinking about the hard on I was fighting.

"Mhmm." She agreed, waiting for me to say it.

"You know, if we are gonna sell that we're, you know, actually boyfriend and girlfriend, we might have to, uhh…" I stumbled on getting the words out. I was so nervous around her right now that I felt like an awkward teenager. "You know…"

"Have to what?" She asked with a knowing smirk.

"You know… We might have to…" God, I couldn't even say it. I looked for her to say it for me but she just gave me a knowing smirk. I hated her so much right now. "Do you…" I stumbled again.

"Okay, okay," she took another sip of her wine, relieving me. "We might have to PDA?"

I sighed, exasperated. "You know what? Forget it." This was a bad idea anyway.

"No. No. Okay, you're right. I mean, if we're gonna… if we're gonna have to kiss, it probably shouldn't be for the first time, right?" She asked, unsure herself.

"That's what I'm saying." I nodded, relief flooding through me that she didn't make me say it. I didn't know how to casually bring it up.

"Right." She agreed.

And it got awkward again.

"Should we maybe, should we stand?" She asked.

"Yeah, thats good." I replied and we both stood up, setting our drinks down and faced each other. I knew what was coming, but I didn't know what to do. I shouldn't be doing this. It was a bad idea. I shouldn't be kissing Lucy Chen, for any reason. Yet, here I stood, alone with her, in her living room, getting ready to kiss her like how I kissed my first girlfriend. It felt forbidden, exhilarating, and awkward. But I couldn't turn back now.

"This is good, right?" she asked.

"Sure," I nodded, if you were a virgin who has never kissed a girl before.

"No," Chen burst out into giggles the moment she tried to look at me seriously.

"Oh, you know what? We're professionals. Let's just get this done with." I sighed. This was only for work. It was nothing more than a formality. But it also felt like so much more, an opportunity I would likely never be afforded again.

"Woah, well that's romantic," she replied sarcastically.

"I'm not trying to be romantic." I'm trying to do my job which is to kiss my co-worker. That totally made sense.

"Well, you're succeeding. Sorry." She was nervous as she started verbally battling with herself as she pulled herself together. "Okay. Yes. Wait, hold on. Just… yes, good."

"Take your time…" I said sarcastically. She had taken an already awkward moment and made it feel embarrassing.

"Yep, I'm good. I'm…. Mm-hmm. I… am ready." She finished her nervous breakdown and finally faced me, knotting her hands in her sweater.

"Okay." I bounced on my heels. Then leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips. They were soft and I wanted to do so much more but I was afraid about what would happen if I did. So I quickly pulled away from her to watch her reaction.

She stared back at me, almost lost looking.

"I… I'm sorry, is that it?" She asked sheepishly.

"You know what? if your gonna criticize me…" I griped, throwing my hands up. What even is the appropriate way to kiss your co-worker?

"I, ugh-" she groaned then grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me to her, planting her lips on mine and started kissing me. My hands landed in her waist in reaction, her soft curves in my hands. Her lips battled with mine, and I indulged. I ran my hands up her arms as I prepared the run my hands up her neck and into her hair. She felt perfect in my hands. I lost myself in her, her tongue meeting mine at the seam of our mouths, her body leaning into mine, her soft curves that perfectly slotted up against me. This was heaven, it was a high I didn't know I could reach.

And that's when the door opened and Tamara walked in. We jumped back from each other and I felt like a teenager all over again, but this time it reminded me of getting caught by my parents. Reality crashing in on me, I realized I was just kissing Lucy. And not a professional one. No, like a real, I want to do that again type of kiss, and maybe she did too.

"Oh. Ah… I should probably go." Tamara stammered out as she realized what we were doing.

"No. This is work. This is just work." Lucy hurriedly explained, but it sure didn't feel like work to me.

"Yeah, We're going undercover." I said, and out loud I realized how dumb that sounded.

"I mean, hey, its cool." Tamara said like this wasn't a surprise to her. "You don't have to explain yourself, but I should probably go."

"Nope. No!" Chen told her and I nodded.

"No, I was just about to leave. I don't have anything," I looked down at the couch. "Um, I'll see you tomorrow." I said to Chen and walked to the door.

"Good work, tonight," she said. Turning around to not have to watch me as I left.

"Great work as well," was the last thing I said on my way out. I wanted to slap my forehead the moment I said it.

As I shut the door behind me, I was already beating myself up over the awkwardness exuding from me, I stood there completely shaken by what just happened. Lucy just kissed me. And I liked it, a lot. It was…perfect. But she didn't… She couldn't like me back, could she?

I went home and replayed the kiss in my head all night. When I got home I saw a text on my phone. It was Ashley asking if she could come over tonight. Any other night, I would have taken her up on the offer. Instead I texted back and told her I was tired and that I would talk to her tomorrow. I felt like an asshole, but more importantly, the ghost of Lucy's lips on mine haunted me all night.

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The next morning I nervously waited in the parking lot. I needed to talk to Chen. She had to feel what I felt. We had to talk about it, right? She talks about everything.

She walked over with her work bag and we met on the sidewalk just across from the station. "Uh, any contact from Hajek?" she asked keeping it professional.

"No. Not yet," I replied and we stood there silently and awkwardly trying to figure out the next step. I expected her to come at me with a plan already decided but she seemed just as off kilter as I was.

"Listen, so…" I started to say as she spoke at the same time.

"We should probably…"

"Sorry, no." I apologized, hoping she would talk first.

"Go, ahead." she prompted me. "You go first."

"You sure?" I asked hesitantly. I wasn't good at saying things like this. I didn't know what to say. "Okay… I just wanted to say…" I like you, and I think you like me too. But instead I said, "we need more work on our back story. Give it more depth, key moments, you know?" Maybe practice kissing again?

"Uh, yeah. We could take the morning while we are waiting for Hajek to call." She agreed and I couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"That's great." I nodded. I wanted her to tell me she liked me too. Give me some sign that I wasn't the only one who felt that spark last night.

"Great," she agreed and we headed inside to proceed with the most awkward shift ever.

…

It had been radio silence from Hajek and I had been completely haunted by Lucy's lips on mine. I kept avoiding Ashley and everytime I was near Chen I kept fantasizing about us kissing again.

I decided I needed a woman's perspective. Maybe it was just me and Lucy didn't feel what I felt but I couldn't talk to Lucy about it so I went to Angela instead. She always had good advice for me, she was always honest with her opinion so I invited her to coffee before work.

We were on our way to the station when I finally brought up the kiss.

"You kissed Lucy?!" Angela asked excitedly.

"Yes, I mean no. Dim kissed Juicy, or Jake kissed Sava. It was for work!" I hastily explained. "We have to be comfortable going undercover so we were practicing being a couple."

"What else did you pratice?" She asked suggestively.

I stopped walking and stared at her. "It was just a kiss. Not that big of a deal." I said and started walking again.

"Then why are we talking about it?" Lopez skipped behind me like a little sister eager to hear my gossip.

"Because…. What if it wasn't just a kiss to her?" I asked, hypothetically of course.

"You think Lucy has feelings for you?" She genuinely asked.

I don't know! That's why I'm asking you.

"No." I shrugged. Probably not. She would have said something by now, right? I always could tell when she was thinking about something.

"Then she probably sees it how you do." Angela shrugged. "Just a weird thing you had to do for work."

Could she really? My thoughts spiraled with the possibility. Was she that good at this undercover stuff? The kiss was just part of the job?

"Right." I agreed, my jaw twitching tensely.

"Timothy…" Angela cooed. "Do you have feelings for Lucy?"

"No!" I said incredulously. "No, besides I'm dating Ashley and she's with Chris." I explained. God, I hated the guy. "And, I'm her superior officer, so…" So I couldn't have feelings for her, it'd be wrong and inappropriate.

"All true. Not what I asked." Angela smirked.

I was just about to tell her all the reasons why I didn't have feelings for Lucy but the Chief arrived with her staff in tow.

"What's the Chief doing here?" Angela asked.

I shrugged and we followed her into the station leaving the conversation of Lucy and my feelings behind and forgotten.

Today, Rosalind Dyer was coming to town to begin the trial for her involvement in Caleb's crimes. I still had nightmares of that day. If the Chief was here, I could only imagine the chaos Rosalind was already causing.

We arrived to roll call just in time to see Nolan being awarded a golden ticket. His day in the hole was apparently getting him rewarded instead of the punishment it was supposed to be. The Chief then quickly left and we all knew what Nolan was going to do with his ticket but we all gave him a little shit anyway.

Roll then resumed with today's festivities. I was kind of glad Chen and I were on standby so we wouldn't have to be anywhere near this mess. Chen arrived then too and I quickly bottled up every feeling I had about her and tried to contained it. It was hard sometimes, like now when I could smell her scent as it slammed into me in waves. I almost lost her because of this monster.

It was then that Hajek called and things were put into motion.

We excused ourselves from roll call and headed to an interrogation room where we finally got our orders.

With directions to go to the airport, plans arranged by Aaron to charter a plane for him and Angela, Lucy and I were released to go get into costume.

Jake's persona wore his hair greesed and slicked back, with tattoos covering his arms. He had many more tattoos and a piercing I wasn't going to replicate. He wore a casual t-shirt with an oversized button up on top and loose baggy jeans. Looking in the mirror I felt like a greasy criminal. I wondered if this is who I would have been had I taken a different direction in life.

I joined the Army right out of highschool. Whatever it took to get as far away from my dad as possible. I did my four years, left as a sergeant and returned to LA to go to the police academy. When I met Isabel and we got engaged, I really believed I had left my past behind. And for awhile it really felt that way. But staring at the mirror today, I have to wonder what have I really accomplished?

My train of thought broke when suddenly the door opened and Angela and Aaron entered with Juicy coming in right behind them. Gone was the buttoned up, empathetic officer that I rode with nearly everyday for the last 2 years. The woman who stood before me was sexy, wild, and ready to party. Her hair was long and straight. She had on long fake nails, large hoop earrings, and a nose ring in. Her makeup looked flawless, sexy, and smoky. I didn't normally like this type of girl, but I thought back to our cover story. The girl who lets me into her apartment to hide from the cops. This was her. And the things I would do to her…

"Ugh, why couldn't my doppleganger be less greasy?" I complained about my slicked back hair.

"Its actually surprising how easily you turn skeevy." Angela commented.

Aaron, "Oh, looking good Juicy."

"I am seriously second guessing this tactical decision to wear a thong for authenticity, it's like…" She gestures about its uncomfortablity.

Phone starts ringing again.

"Yo, we doing this or what?" I answered.

"We are. Meet my guys at Whittier air strip. 30 minutes." Hajeck said.

"Air strip? I thought this job was local." I asked.

"It's not. That a problem?" Hajeck questioned.

Yes, that's a problem.

"Uh, yeah, that's a problem. I travel with 3 suitcases minimum. It requires precision to look this good." Lucy jumped in and I nodded at her. She was good at this.

"Tough. I'm paying you to drive, not play dress up. So get your ass to the Air Strip or look good in a coffin." Hajeck hung up.

"We gotta call it off." Angela said.

"What's the problem?" Aaron asked.

"Omce we're in the air, no backup, no surveillance. Things go sideways, we're completely on our own." I explained.

"Plus, we'll have no idea where they are going." Angela added. "It's not worth the risk. I'm pulling the plug."

"Uh, wait. Hold on. The pilot has to file a flight plan. You could follow along in the LAPD plane." Lucy said.

"The paperwork to get that authorized will take all day. And you're wheels up in an hour."

I shared a look with Lucy.

"I mean, I can get a private jet there in 45 minutes." Aaron said, already pulling his phone out. "Also, what kind of caviar do you guys like?"

We all just stared at him.

"I'll just get an assortment." He said as he put in the call.

We got into Jake's baby blue mini cooper and drove to the air strip.

"Yo. Nice ride." I said after getting out of the vehicle. Hajeck's team was already here.

"You're late." Lyon said.

"Yeah? Well, our quickie wasn't so quick." Juicy said, smirking at me and reaching out to me. She wrapped her arm around my back so I put mine across the back of her shoulder. We were hugging and it felt so casual, like I wasn't even acting.

"Where's Davion?" She asked suddenly.

"He flaked." Lyon replied.

"That ain't like him." I said.

"That's exactly like him." Juicy scoffed.

We were already bickering like a real couple.

"Hajek's pissed. We had to scramble to get a replacement. That's Sway." Lyon said, pointing to the guy with the heavy guns.

"Hi, sexxy." Lucy smirked. "I'm Sava."

I threw him a peace sign. "What's up? I'm Jake. You got a lot a gear."

"Well, its a big job." Lyon replied.

"Mm-hmm. Are you going to finally tell us what it is?" Juicy asked.

"When we're airborne. First…"

The other guy stepped forward with the bag. "Cellphones."

Juicy pouted and clutched hers to her chest as she looked up at me, her body still pressed against me. We were so close I could easily kiss her if I wanted to right now. I wondered would Jake have kissed Sava publicly or was he a more private guy?

"You'll get them back when it's over. We can't risk operational security." Wisco explained.

Juicy walked over to him give up her phone. "You hear that baby?" She said as I gave up my phone too. "We're in the big leagues now, using terms like 'operational security'."

She pulled me in, her arm wrapping around my neck as I chuckled softly with her. It was so easy for her to draw me in, but I could never forget where we are.

"Okay, get on the damn plane now." Lyon barked at us.

Juicy gave him the stink eye. I smirked at her. "You heard the man, get on the damn plane."

She led the way and I followed her in.

We settled in and take off happened only a few minutes later.

Everybody spread out. After we got into the air, Lucy went to get us drinks from the bar, allowing her to walk past everyone and check out what they were doing. I sat tensely in my seat watching her.

"Nice guns." She said, to Sway rubbing her hand on his shoulder. He scowled at her as she kept walking past on her way back to me.

"You're friends are so grumpy!" She complained like a true primmadonna. She came and sat on my arm rest and we wrapped arms around each other.

"Ain't no one here to have fun. It's a job." I tried explaining to her.

"That's what everyone keeps saying. Except so far its just been the world's lamest bachelor party." She replied. And she wasn't wrong.

"Yo, you gonna tell us what this gig is or what?" I added.

"You know who is Roman Krupka is?"

"Nope." I replied, shaking my head. Should I?

"He imports H for the Monarch Cartel." Lyon replied.

"So the competition?" Lucy asked.

"Something like that." He nodded.

"Krupka's paranoid, doesn't trust computers, never keeps a written record. The details of his operation exists in one place - 'The Brain'. A man named Leonard Madris."

I scoff. "Ain't that a little dangerous making one man the center of your whole operation."

"Yeah it is. That's why Madris is kept under heavy guard. Barley leaves Krupka's compound. But we received a solid tip that he's headed to Vegas this weekend."

"With his bodyguards?" I ask.

"Never goes anywhere without them. That's where you come in. You guys take out the guards while I grab Madris. And then we torture The Brain for every detail." Lyon explained.

Lucy scoffs and I pinch her side.

"And take over the business." Lyon said.

"Oh," she says, nodding her head. I look up at her concerned about what she'll say next. "It sounds like we should be getting paid more. Mm-hmm."

Juicy was sassy.

"Tough," Wisco said.

"Like my mom used to say, you get what you get, and you don't get upset," Lyon added.

"Well, this seems a lot bigger than we thought," Lucy said softer to me.

"Yep." I agreed with a smile.

The crew went back to cleaning their guns and organizing their gear. Lucy stayed sitting where she was and I just held her. We never had this much body contact but I liked it, more than I should admit.

Then Lyon's phone alerted. He got a text or something.

"Look at this." He said, showing his phone to Wisco.

"No way," Lyon said, sitting up in his seat to look at the phone.

"What?" I asked, throwing my hand up in defeat. They took our phones so we had no idea what was happening.

Lyon answered, "Rosalind Dyer," my hands tightened, "just escaped." Time stopped as the words hit me. I looked to Wisco and his reaction confirmed Lyon was telling the truth. The tension in the air was palpable.

I felt her Lucy tense beside me. I looked up to see her reaction. Her face held steady while her eyes went blank. She was freaking out internally, I couldn't comfort her in this moment. She adjusted next to me as Lyon and Wisco chatted casually about Rosalind and her evil deeds. Lucy's hand touched my shoulder and I grabbed hers and held it, giving her the only comfort I could right now.

"I'm glad we're not in L.A. tonight." Wisco sighed. "That chick gives me nightmares."

I could tell Lucy was drifting away, she couldn't be caught off guard in this situation.

"But it's be the perfect night to run wild, 'cause the cops would totally be distracted looking for her."

I needed to regain control of this situation and fast.

"Yeah, how long till we land?" I asked.

"15 minutes," Lyon answered.

"Plenty of time," I replied looking up at Lucy as I got out of my seat.

"For what?" Wisco asked, totally confused.

I stood up and took her by the hand. "Mile high club, baby." I smiled knowingly at her.

"I never thought you'd ask." She smirked back and led me to the plane bathroom.

I shut the door behind us and moved to the back so they wouldn't hear us talking.

Immediately she was panicking. "How could this happen?" She asked with a breathy whisper.

"I don't know," I whispered back. "But every law enforcement agency in southern California is on it, okay? She won't be out long." I tried to reassure her. They couldn't let Rosalind get away.

Lucy rubbed her forehead in thought. She was freaking out. Running every scenario in her head about what went wrong today.

"Did, uh, did she have help?" She asked. "Another apprentice. Like Caleb?"

I'd murder that guy, again, if I could. I still held a bit of resentment for Harper for ending him so quickly. If I hadn't found Chen that day… If I hadn't breathed life back into her… I didn't like thinking about that day.

"I mean-" she started going down the mental rabbit hole.

I interrupted her, "Stop, okay? Stop. We can't worry about that right now. If your head is not 100% in the game, it'll get you killed." And I couldn't lose her.

"You're right. I know. I just-- I'm fine." She stuttered out. "I can do this."

"No. No, you're not. I'm pulling the plug as soon as we land." I decided. This was all becoming to real and too risky. I wasn't willing to let something happen to Lucy.

"Uh… No. Look, the stakes are too high. This is our one chance at Madris. The news threw me for a second, but I'm… I'm fine."

I looked in her eyes hoping to see that she was lying, but she wasn't, I believed her. She was going to finish this op.

"I can do this." She said.

Suddenly someone was knocking. "Yo, finish up. We're landing." Wisco said.

I took a deep breath. "Okay." I took another breath. "Lucy, if you change your mind, you just say the word." I told her.

"I will."

"Okay, let's go." I went to open the door but she stopped me with her hand on my chest.

"Wait." She said, my heart beating faster under her hand.

"What?" I asked, looking down at her, realizing how close we were.

"We're supposed to be hooking up in here." She explained.

"What?" I looked at her confused. Did she want to actually hook up? My head spun.

She sighed and launched herself at me and kissed me again, like she did the other night at her place. I held her to me and kissed her back, completely forgetting where we were. Holding her in my arms and tasting her on my lips was my new addiction. Then suddenly she pulled away.

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"Okay. Um… That's good." She messed up my shirt and smeared her lip gloss on me and I was still reeling from her kiss. "Yeah, let's do this," she said, opening the airplane bathroom door.

Yes, let's, if the goal was for me to walk out with a hard-on and lip gloss all over my face. I shook my head and followed her out where we both took our own seats and got ready for landing. I kept glancing over at her, hoping to get an idea of what she was thinking about. The kiss? Rosalind? Caleb? The Op? I wanted to read her mind, but she was a stone wall. Anytime she caught my glance she sent a flirty smile making my heart flutter. I couldn't tell if Juicy was smiling like that at Dim or if Lucy was smiling like that at Tim. The rest of the time she looked out the window appreciating the flight.

Once we landed Lyon got us into a couple of SUVs. I was sitting in the back next to Lucy as we drove from the airport to the casino and hotel. Lucy watched the Vegas lights pass us by out the window and I kept replaying that kiss in my head. Did she have feelings for me too? She had to feel the same spark I did. The one that said we were meant for each other. But I couldn't get a read on her, not like we could talk about it right now anyway.

I shook my head of my thoughts and worries and focused on the Op. I was hoping Angela and Aaron were keeping up and had a read on the situation, both ours and Rosalind's.

We arrived at the casino and got out. Then we followed the team into the casino, just doing as we were told. There were people everywhere so I kept Lucy close and my eye on everyone who passed us. Inside was a rumble of people talking, slot machines rolling, and music playing overhead.

We were working our way through the casino when Lyon handed me two plastic cards. I handed one to Lucy.

"Room keys." He explained. "Wisco and I are on either side of you. Sway is across the hall. We have some time, so rest up."

Lucy scoffed. "Who sleeps in Vegas? We're hitting the clubs."

"No." Lyon argued. "You're staying close and you're staying sharp."

"JAKE!" Some lady yelled. She was looking right at me. But I had no idea who she was. She worked for the casino, that much was obvious. She had a slicked-back ponytail and wore a uniform with a name tag.

I tried ignoring her, but she cut us off, and said my name very loudly, as if I couldn't hear her. "Jake!"

I didn't know what to do so I faked that I knew her. "Heyy, gurl…" I shrugged at her with my hands in my pockets, noticing her name tag read Melanie.

"Oh, don't hey, girl, me. You weren't even gonna look at me?" Melanie said, incredulous. I shrugged, trying to come up with something to say. "Didn't I say the next time I saw you I would light that greasy hair of yours on fire?"

I shrugged again. What was I supposed to say to this chick? Everyone was looking at us now, watching the confrontation.

"You lost a lot of weight, huh?" Melanie continued to fire, then suddenly Juicy jumped in.

"Oh, hey… hello, back off." Juicy said, pushing lightly on Melanie's shoulder.

"Oh, you must be the new skank?" Melanie asked, playing with a lock of Juicy's hair. Juicy smirked, then her hand snapped out and grabbed Melanie by the back of her hair and pulled her down and off center.

I raised my hand to stop Lucy, but couldn't because suddenly I was a little afraid of her like this. I had never see this side to Lucy before. She was always so tame and calm. Juicy was not.

"Who are you calling a skank?" Juicy asked as Melanie gasped in fear. "You better get the hell out of here, if I see you again, I am going to rip this janky ass hairpiece out of your head."

Lyon stepped over to Juicy and grabbed her arm. "That's enough."

"What, you want me to let her go?" Juicy asked calmly.

"Please," Lyon said sternly.

Looking him directly in the eye Lucy opened her grip on Melanie's hair. Melanie stepped back, whimpering at her pulled hair. "Psycho!" she called out to Juicy then skittered away. Meanwhile Lyon still held Lucy by the arm and she was still staring him dead in the eye, challenging him to start something.

Lyon dropped her arm and Lucy turned to watch Melanie walk away. In that same direction, we saw Aaron and Angela sitting down at a cards table. Lucy smirked, "She's cute."

"You two need to keep a low profile. The last thing I want is for you to get arrested over some BS with an ex." Lyon chastised us.

"Yo, we'll be on our best behavior, scout's honor." I conceded immediately. I wasn't the one who wanted beef in the first place. Juicy on the other hand…

"Hmm, screw that. We are going to hit the casino, see if we can get lucky three times in one day?" Juicy said, fixing Lyon's shirt and flirting with him. She was playing a character, but I shouldn't have been so bothered with how comfortable she was touching him. But she quickly ran her hand over my chest and headed off to the table Angela was sitting at. I shrugged to Lyon, because, honestly, who was I to argue with what Juicy wanted? She had Dim wrapped around her little finger.

I followed Lucy, putting my hands on her shoulder as we walked over to the table. As we approached I dropped my hands and asked Angela, "Mind if we sit in?"

"It's a free country." She replied, watching Aaron play blackjack and win. I settled in next to Angela with Lucy on my other side. We watched the landscape to make sure Lyon or someone from the team wasn't nearby, but it appeared they had all gone up to their rooms.

"Target is Leonard Madris." I said.

"Madris knows where everything in Roman Krupka's operation is buried. And everyone. Where is he? I'll have Vegas PD pick him up." Angela replied as she played cards.

"They haven't told us. we make our move first thing in the morning. We won't know until we are en route." I informed her.

"What happened with Rosalind?" Chen interrupted.

"She hired a psychopath lawyer who helped her kill a deputy and escape," Angela answered her.

"I knew it. Another Caleb." Lucy replied. "You need to protect Tamara."

"Already on it. She's at the station. And we have protection details on anyone we think Rosalind might be going after." Angela quickly looks over at Lucy. "Are you sure you are up for this?… If you need to pull the rip chord on this I understand."

I sighed. "She's solid."

"Okay." Angela nodded. "I'll contact Vegas PD and with any luck they will get a location on Madris tonight. So we can snatch up your crew before bullets start flying. "

"What happens if we don't catch him in time?" Chen asked.

"We have to be creative. Remember our priority is saving lives. Even if that means we lose Madris." I said as Angela discreetly handed me a phone. I grabbed it and pocketed it as we headed out. On the way through the casino, Lucy grabbed my hand and I let her just hold it up to the room.

Lucy and I went to the hotel room Lyon got for us. It was no surprise that we would be sharing the room, but as I stood in front of the door, ready to unlock it with the key we were given, my heart rate sped up. The moment the door was unlock, Lucy practically ran in and immediately grabbed the remote to turn on the TV. I shut the door and made sure it was locked.

Lucy, of course, turned on the news, desperate to see what was being reported.

"…Authorities urge caution and calm tonight as the city reels from the news that Rosalind Dyer has escaped." The reporter on the news said, standing in front of the courthouse that Rosalind escaped from.

I watched Lucy while she watched the news and I knew I needed to nip this in the bud. I quickly took the remote from her and turned the TV off. She looked up at me confused, ready to ask me why I just did that.

"They don't know anything that we don't," I replied, setting the remote back down.

She sighed. "Yeah." She scratched at her head. "Yeah…" She groaned as she sat on the perfectly made-up queen-sized bed. "My head is killing me."

I grabbed the room service menu and started looking through it. "You're really good at this, you know? The whole, undercover thing." I smiled at her as I continued to consider what I wanted to eat. I wasn't really hungry, I just needed something to distract myself with. Being alone with Lucy like this felt intimate.

"Thank you," she replied genuinely, probably because I didn't compliment her aloud very often.

We shared a few moments of awkward silence before she finally spoke. "Uh, do you mind if I take the first shower?" she asked.

"No, that's fine," I answered, not making eye contact as she passed by me to the ensuite bathroom where I heard her slide the bathroom door shut.

Actually considering food, I asked, "Hey, are you hungry?" and looked up to see the bathroom door was cracked open a few inches revealing Lucy's nude back as she had just taken her shirt off.

"Yes, I would get some french fries if you are ordering." She replied, totally unaware.

I was stunned, processing the inappropriate amount of flesh I just saw. "Yeah… okay." I replied a bit dazed as I took a seat on the bed. "Uh… Right."

Next the water in the shower turned on and I knew she was completely nude and about to jump in. It was mundane and menial. Cops showered at the station all the time. But this wasn't the station. And she wasn't just any cop.

I called in a room service order and Lucy decided to take one of those girl showers where they are in there for what felt like hours. I turned on ESPN to distract myself from the open bathroom door that felt like some sort of subtle invitation, but I had to be dreaming it. She had to know that door wasn't completely shut. Was she actually that good at undercover work or was what I had felt real?

When the water finally stopped, I turned the TV off and a few moments later Lucy came out in a robe and a towel in her hands as she patted her hair down. "That water pressure is epic. and I am totally taking one of these robes. Wait, that's not stealing is it?" She asked.

"No, they'll just charge them to Hajeck." I replied, not really interested in talking about this.

"Then we should take two." She laughed like everything was totally normal between us. Like this interaction wasn't domestic. I chuckled with her in a cold way before making eye contact with her. I had to know.

"What?" She asked, noticing my change in demeanor.

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I shrugged. "Do you wanna talk about it."

"About what?" She said, like she didn't know.

I stood up from the bed, nerves kicking in making me move toward her. I wanted to close the gap between us.

"The airplane bathroom, you're apartment? Look, I don't know, call me crazy, but it just doesn't feel like it's all pretend." I said to her, trying to make sense of my life since the moment we kissed.

She looked like a deer caught in headlights as she stuttered. "It's an intimate act. I mean, we would have to be dead inside for it to not trigger something, right? It's basic biology."

"Okay, so, so your saying its not a big deal." I tried to summarize after a long moment of silence.

"Right?" She asked a bit incredulous, as if it would be weird if I didn't feel that way. I half nodded, not really sure if I wanted to agree when the phone Angela gave me started to ring.

I picked it up and answered, "Yo."

"It's me, can you talk?" Angela asked.

"Yeah, I'm just alone with Lucy in the hotel room."

"Uh-oh." Angela replied, and I rolled my eyes.

"What do you got?" I asked, moving the conversation along.

"Las Vegas PD got a location on Madris. We're mobilizing with LVPD. Unless you think you need us." Angela said.

"No, we should be good until morning," I said, looking up at Lucy.

"When we get Madris, we will come back for Hajeck's crew." She informed me.

"Alright, we will be ready," I replied. "Good luck."

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Angela said and I hung up on her. I regret ever telling her anything.

"They get a line on Madris?" Chen asked.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Good." She sighed a breath of relief. "Okay, I'm going to blow dry my hair or it will be crazy in the morning," she said as she ran away to hide in the bathroom and not finish the conversation we were having before Angela called.

As the hair dryer flipped on, I re-evaluated everything I knew about myself and Lucy. Was I really crazy and reading too much into the way she kissed me, twice?

I didn't have time to consider it any deeper as suddenly someone was knocking on the door. "Hey, Jake?" It sounded like the Melanie girl from earlier. I walked over to the door and pulled my backup piece from the holster on the small of my back as I pocketed the phone. I leaned in to the door to check the peep hole. Melanie stood there.

"Hey, Jake. I know you are in there." I opened the door, hoping I could talk to her quietly, but I was unexpectedly punched in the face then pistol whipped by Wisco with Lyon and Sway right behind him, as they pushed me back and into the room. I hit the ground hard and dropped my gun. My head was pounding and I was dazed from the hits. Everything was happening so fast and I could do nothing to stop it. The hair dryer was still going and suddenly I worried Lucy couldn't hear what was happening.

Wisco pulled Melanie into the room and pushed her into a chair. Lyon shut the door then turned to face me. "Hey buddy, this girl says you're not Jake," Lyon growled as he grabbed my hands then zip tied them behind my back. I was too dazed to fight back. I needed to alert Lucy. "Go get her." Lyon told Wisco.

Wisco went to the bathroom, and before long we could hear them fighting. I knew Chen could handle herself, because I trained her myself.

"Don't kill her yet!" Lyon yelled out to Wisco.

"You got this all wrong, this chick hasn't seen me in forever. I lost weight, so what?"

"She said you hooked up three weeks ago and had quite the gut." Lyon accused me. I looked over at Melanie and she just looked scared. I couldn't blame her for telling the truth, but it would have been a lot better if she had kept her mouth shut.

Suddenly Wisco was standing in the bathroom doorway and a shot went off over his shoulder hitting Sway. I kicked the back of Lyon's legs and he fell back. Melanie screamed as Sway hit the ground. I swiftly kicked Lyon in the face and he fell back on the floor.

Chen walked up with the pistol in her hands, approaching us. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"Uh, I'll live." I groaned as I laid on the floor.

"Hands behind your back right now." She demanded as she quickly cuffed everyone in zipties.

I rolled over to my side, holding my hands out. She used the knife she took off Sway to cut my zipties. "Oh my gosh, remind me not to take out a guy while I'm wearing a robe, I showed him the entire world just now." She complained as I laid back comfortably this time since my hands were free.

You could take me out wearing just a robe. I thought inappropriate things as she sat next to me in nothing but said robe. I shook my head as I laid on the ground.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing. We need to call Angela." I replied, pulling my phone from my pocket and handing it to her.

"Yeah, okay." She nodded, taking the phone and calling Angela.

Slowly the throbbing in my head subsided, I got up and Lucy got dressed. We detained everyone in the room until Angela arrived. Lucy, once dressed, tended to Sway's shoulder wound. This would technically be our last moment alone, but we weren't alone, so any hopes of getting a resolution to our conversation would have to wait.

The flight back to LA was draining, but I was glad to be back home. We had done an intial debriefing on the flight, and Angela and Aaron were going to take Hajeck's crew back to the station. I looked to Lucy. "Can I take you home? Make sure you get in safe?" I asked, nervous she would tell me no.

"I would like that." She nodded, her bag on her shoulder.

We got in my truck and drove in silence to her place. We settled into a comfortable silence, similar to when we ride together, but this felt more structured than the hotel room. This felt more like we were just co-workers, riding in the shop, like we always did.

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Walking down the hallway to her place, I needed to break the tension so I said, "I cannot wait to get out of these clothes."

She had her keys in her hand and she was playing with them when she said, "yeah, I'm not going to miss that hairdo."

I smiled, and decided to test the waters. "I, uh, kinda like yours." She smirked at me, not quite believing me.

We rounded the corner to the last stretch before her apartment. "Thank you for walking me up." She said.

"No problem." We continued to walk. "I guess this is it. Tomorrow, we are back to being us." I said.

"And everything that happened undercover, we will just leave behind." She said, tinkering with her keys as we stopped in front of her door.

"Right." I agreed with her. "What happens undercover, stays undercover." I said, sounding super cheesy even to my own ears. We both nervously laughed.

She was about to put her key in the lock, when she looked at me instead. "You know, in a sense, since we haven't been debriefed we're still undercover." She said.

I stood there, shocked as I processed that. "Heck, I guess you're right."

"Hmmhm." She nodded with closed lips and nodded her head toward her door.

I stood there, dumb. It was the hotel room all over again, was I being crazy and reading too much in to her actions.

"Do you want to come in?" she finally asked softly. It was that same soft voice that always did me in. She, here in this moment, using that voice on me, was my literal kryptonite. Offering me everything I have ever wanted on a one-time-only platter.

"Wha- I-" I barely could speak as I began to shake my head no. "I shouldn't. I shouldn't."

She just nodded and put her keys in the door. The rejection built between us. We both wanted the same thing and we both knew it. I should be turning and walking away, but then she opened the door and I saw my life with her flash before my eyes. Every moment leading up to this, from her first day on the job, to the day Caleb almost took her from me, to the night Jackson was murdered, to every little moment in between, to now.

She stood on the inside of her apartment behind the open door, invitation still open. The pressure building to make a decision, I threw my hand up in defeat, shook my head and stepped forward, unwilling to let a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to pass me by.

I stepped into the apartment and Lucy closed the door, and I waited to see what she was going to do next, because right now I wanted nothing more than to kiss her senseless.

"Do you want a drink?" she asked.

I shook my head. "I'm good." I'm not really here for a drink.

We turned to the living room and- Busted.

"Oh, Chris." Lucy exclaimed. Chris was sitting on the couch. "I didn't know that you were gonna be here." She said, walking over to him. "Tim and I were just… No!" Lucy suddenly hit the ground next to him, her finger finding his neck to check his pulse. I stepped a bit closer and saw what she saw. Chris was pale and bleeding heavily from his wrists.

Shit! How long has he been there?

"No, wait, he still has a pulse." She said, jumping up to run to her kitchen to grab some towels to apply pressure to his wrists.

I pulled my phone and called 911. "Yeah, this is Sargeant Tim Bradford, I need an ambulance at 2733 Elmhearst Drive, apartment 610."

"Tim!" Lucy called to me, completely panic-stricken as her boyfriend was bleeding out on the couch.

"Keep doing what you are doing. Help is on the way."

"Was this Rosalind?" she asked. I didn't know for sure, but we were both thinking the same thing. "What about Tamara?"

"I'm calling Grey right now, just take care of Chris." I told her as I dialed Grey.

He answered, "Hey, I wasn't expecting to hear from you tonight, Angela said everything went pretty well."

"Sir, Officer Chen and I just found Chris Sanford on her couch with his wrists slit. I just called in for an ambulance."

"You think this was Rosalind?" He asked.

"He's still alive, hopefully, Chris will live to tell the tale." I replied.

"I will make sure this has priority. Keep me informed." He said and I hung up.

It was a whirlwind after that. Once the EMTs arrived they took Chris and Lucy went with. I followed them to the hospital and sat with Lucy while they took him back into surgery to repair the damaged veins.

By the time Chris had been cleared from being critical, I was beat, running on almost 48 hours of no sleep. When I left the hospital Lucy decided to stay. I asked her if she was sure, but it was obvious she wasn't going anywhere. Every time we made eye contact I could see the guilt weighing on her. I didn't know how to fix it, so with her assurance that she was fine, I left and called Grey with an update. He gave me the next morning off so I could get some sleep, but to be honest, I probably wouldn't be sleeping much.

I crawled into my truck and drove home in silence wondering why this kept happening to me, to us. That Lucy was always going to be something I want but can't have.

In some ways, I'm grateful that we have never gone all the way, that way we can never have that post-sex regret conversation. In other ways, I feel tormented that I want her so bad it hurts. I don't want her so bad that I wish death upon the man that has her. Chris wasn't my favorite guy in the world, I actually found him to be rather annoying, but he didn't deserve this. Even worse, was the fact that his attack was a direct hit from Rosalind. Lucy was away and untouchable, and a loose end. This was Rosalind getting back at her. The message was clear.

I pulled up to my house, turned off my truck, and just sat in the silence. I was home. It was quiet. I left Kojo at my sister's since I had gone undercover. No one was here to greet me. I looked down at my phone for the first time since landing and saw several texts from Ashley telling me how much she had missed me and wanted me to call when I got home. I should call her. I should call her and break up right now because I am an asshole.

But I couldn't do it. I sat in my driveway alone, knowing full well whatever I thought happened between Lucy and I will always be just a dream. The small taste of her I got will never be enough, but I will have to live with the idea that it is all I will ever get. Tomorrow when I go back to work, everything will be back to status quo. Dim and Juicy, once fully debriefed, will be history and some distant memory.

Unable to muster up the energy for a call, I sent Ashley a quick text.

I'm home safe. Been up for 48. Talk tomorrow?

I waited with bated breath as the three little dots popped up, signaling she was typing.

So glad you are home! I can bring you dinner if you'd like?

I sighed.

Tomorrow?

K. I miss you. She replied.

I closed the messenger app and got out of my truck. I walked up to my house, unlocked the door, shut it behind me and locked it again. Feeling a bit paranoid, I pulled my gun and quickly searched the house to make sure Rosalind didn't have any fun surprises for me. Not finding anyone or anything I called my sister.

"Genny!" I exclaimed when she answered on the third or fourth ring.

"Tim!" She exclaimed back, "Are you home? What is happening out there?"

"Yes, I'm home. Everything is fine."

"Tim." Genny said sternly, like only my older sister knew how.

"Okay, things are not fine, but you aren't in any danger." I assured her.

"And you can't expand on that?" She asked.

"All I can tell you is I have it on good authority that Rosalind Dyer is no longer in LA."

"Do you think she will come back?" Genny asked.

"I sure hope not." I replied solemnly. "I just, called to check in on you."

"Check in on me, not to let me know you were safe. What about Lucy? Is she okay?" Genny asked frantically.

"Yes, kind of, um, her boyfriend was attacked by Rosalind while we were undercover." I told her truthfully.

"Wait, Oh my gosh, is he okay?" She asked.

"Yes, we found him at Lucy's place when we got back." I answered.

"Wait, you didn't tell me you were going undercover with Lucy. Were you guys like a couple or something? Why were you at her place?" She interogated me, quickly firing off questions.

"It's classified, I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to. And I was just making sure she got home safe, and as you can tell, I had good reason for that concern." I replied.

"You're right, I'm sorry Tim." She apologized.

"Me too." I said.

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