#joined the table and the 4 of them were yapping away and i was following near perfectly but i felt unable to jump in cus it would be

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[the-cult-of-russo]

Such a Softer Sin (Part 4)

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

Warnings: I’m not specifically tagging this one, if you’ve seen the show, nothing will shock you. Smut will happen eventually so minors DNI, thanks.

A/N: I appreciate all the love for this story so far. I love you guys.

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Billy’s finger restlessly tapped on the table, his eyes glued to the door. He felt like a tightly wound coil about to snap.

“Relax, Bill,” Frank murmured, giving him a worried look.

“You really gonna tell me to relax right now, Frankie? I finally found my mate and she doesn't seem to feel a goddamn thing,” he huffed, his eyes cutting to his best friend who sighed before Billy glanced back at the door. The Council wasn’t here yet so he didn’t mind talking so freely. He was sitting at the long dining table, at the head of it of course. Usually, his friends had their own seats around it near him, the Council sitting on the other end if he needed them to join him. Most of the time, he didn’t. This time though, he’d switched up the seating and he knew it was for one reason. You. Frank was to his left but the seat to his right was left vacant. Next to Frank was Karen and then Curtis. Micro, his Delta, wouldn't be attending as he was busy with the guards. At first, he’d intended on Komos sitting at the head of the table at the other end as a show of respect as the Alpha. But when his personal maid Azalea had overheard his plans of splitting you up with you next to him, she’d gently advised him that you were incredibly close to your Alpha and Gamma, that you probably wouldn't like being away from them. So he’d left the seats near you open for them as well and the Council would sit on the other end of the table, Viktor no doubt sitting at the head of the table. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about you since he’d seen you. He’d never been in the castle when you and your pack had come for meetings, he was always busy, always had something to do. But this time he’d been in his room and he’d felt it. It was a pull so strong he hadn’t been able to ignore it and his wolf had been yapping away in his head. So he’d gotten up and followed it, to see what was tugging at him so hard. Faint wisps of vanilla and peach had wrapped around him, a woodsy undertone and he’d felt like he was being called by your scent like a siren call. He’d come to the grand hallway, the one with the stained glass window, and there you were. He’d been in awe of your beauty and he knew instantly who you were, what you were. His wolf had been chanting mate over and over in his head. He’d watched you as you looked at the window, looking enraptured with the story it told with your wide curious eyes. And then he’d seen you knock the vase right over. He’d found your reaction adorable but you were worried and he wanted to put you at ease. His feet had carried him over without him even realizing. He’d expected some recognition from you, yet he’d gotten nothing. Not because he was King, he liked the fact you had no idea just who he was, it meant you spoke to him freely. But you were his mate. He’d felt it so strongly yet you’d looked at him like any other wolf and he didn’t know how to feel about it. Karen had carefully reminded him all of what you’d been through. The Council had vetted the Nomad pack thoroughly before he agreed to make them an official pack so he knew about you and the Alpha and Gamma, the three founding members and what led you to be together. Your entire pack had been massacred at the hands of rogues. As a small child, you’d seen your own parents ripped limb from limb by those savages. He thought he couldn't possibly hate rogues any more than he already did but he was wrong. Knowing how much they’d hurt you, how they traumatized you, he wanted them all dead. But Karen had suggested that maybe that trauma had damaged you somewhat. That maybe you didn't feel the bond, at least not yet. Maybe it would take time. It didn’t help that because he was more than just a wolf, he felt the bond ten times stronger than what was normal. The idea that you felt nothing at all was so painful to him that he didn’t know how to handle it. He could just tell you but you could easily reject him. If you felt nothing, why would you believe him or care? He couldn't take that pain, he wouldn't be able to handle it, so instead, he’d just wait and see if your wolf recognised his as her mate. He had to trust his mother with this, had to trust it would work out and that all this waiting wasn't for nothing. 

The door opened and he tensed, his body deflating when he saw the Council walk in. If he was honest, he didn’t really want them here. They weren’t fond of the Nomad pack and he could tell from how Viktor behaved with you after the vase that you didn’t like them either. They bowed their heads and he waved them off, gesturing to the seats as Azalea showed them where to sit. 

“Azalea, could you please go and see if the Nomad pack are ready?” he asked softly. She looked at him with a shy smile before nodding, giving him a curtsy he’d told her too many times she didn’t need to give before she scurried from the room. 

“I’m not surprised they’re late,” Frederik muttered, turning his nose up as he huffed. Billy pushed down the snarl that almost ripped from him and he could feel Curt and Frank’s nervous eyes flit to him.

“Watch your tongue, Frederik or I might have to rip it out,” he smirked darkly and the man paled, looking shocked as his eyes drifted to the other Councilmen before down at the table. 

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I just mean to say that they follow their own rules,” he said quickly, not looking at him.

“They’re here, they’ve agreed to help us with the war. What more do you want? They’re uprootin’ their entire lives, their pack, to help us. Bein’ five fuckin’ minutes late for dinner ain’t the end of the world,” he seethed as his eyes darkened. He knew he was overreacting at the small comment and he could have ignored it, should have ignored it. Yet his wolf was clawing away at his insides over the dig at his mate and he couldn't let it go. While the Council made their distaste known right to your faces, he knew they wouldn't outright be so disrespectful to you, mostly because you’d take them down in a heartbeat if it ever came to it. When he realized who you were back in that hallway, he’d been awestruck. He’d heard stories of the Beta of the Nomad pack, he knew just how lethal you could be. You were known for your grace, and stealth out there and you could take on a bunch of wolves all by yourself with no problems. You weren't the Alpha but you were the one everyone feared the most. The Dancer Of Death.

‘Chill out, brother,’ Curtis mindlinked him and he rolled his shoulder, blowing out a breath. 

‘I’m fine’, he answered, trying to get himself in check. The only people to know he’d found his mate were those closest to him. He didn’t want everyone knowing before you did, it wasn’t right. He knew the Council were nosey fuckers and he didn’t want them in his business. He’d given them power to do what they do and they were good at it, taking some of the stress away from him by dealing with things. But it didn’t mean he wanted them to know about you, not yet. The door opened again and Azalea walked in, standing off to the side as Kosmos walked inside. Billy respected the man for what he’d done, pulling together a pack like he had and he knew he cared about his people. He was a good Alpha. Behind him was his Gamma, Atticus and then you walked in. You had a little frown on your face and you tugged on your dress. He felt how uncomfortable you were a mile away and it made his stomach sink. The full extent of the mate bond wouldn't be felt until the mating ritual was complete. This would create a mindlink and you’d feel each other's emotions as if they were your own. With him being different, with things being more intense for him, he could already feel your emotions, even if only faintly. He wanted to smack himself. He should have known you didn't want to wear a dress but he hadn't really put too much thought into it, he’d made the choice before he’d met you. But he remembered comments from the Council, remembered how Alaric had spoken about how you never wore dresses and how unladylike it was. He thought it was bullshit. Some of his warriors were women and while they’d wear dresses for certain occasions, they mostly wore pants. But now he was watching you looking uncomfortable and out of place as Azaela led you into the room. He noticed how you gave the girl a smile, looking right to her eyes which most wolves never bothered to do with the staff. Despite how much you clearly hated the dress, you looked amazing, like a Goddess and he couldn't take his eyes off you. He knew in his heart that he'd never seen anyone more beautiful than you.

“Your Majesty,” Kosmos said as he bowed his head, Atticus and you following suit. 

“Kosmos, welcome. Take a seat,” he smiled warmly, trying to put you all at ease. He might be King but he didnt want you to be too cordial with him. This was supposed to be a celebration after all. Azalea showed Kosmos where he was sitting, gesturing next to him for Atticus before the chair next to Billy for you. He watched with rapt attention as you blinked at the chair, eyes briefly flitting to him before back to the girl. He couldn't get a full read on you, your emotions like a faint whisper in the breeze now. You moved over to the chair, sitting down with your hands in your lap. You looked so different to the girl he’d met earlier but he’d seen the change in you the second you knew who he was. He didn't like it. Didn't like the idea that you really thought he’d hurt you over as something as stupid as breaking something. When he’d found out his statue had been decapitated, he’d found it hilarious. He’d hated that thing. 

“Thank you for joinin’ me today. As the Council have already told you, this is a celebration. I’m honored to have your pack here to help with what's coming,” Billy said sincerely, looking at Kosmos before Atticus and then at you. When your eyes met his, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He couldn't tear his eyes away as you just blinked at him and Frank cleared his throat. 

“I’m Frank, King William’s Beta, and this is my mate Karen,” Frank piped up, trying his best to give them a friendly smile even though he always looked a little mean. 

“I’m Curtis, the Gamma,” Curtis said, an easy smile on his lips.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Kosmos said with a nod, still looking a little tense. It didn’t escape Billy how all of your eyes kept flitting to the Council and the urge to kick them out was gnawing at him. He wondered how relaxed you’d all be if they weren't here.

“You already know who we are, but it’s nice to see you out of the meeting room,” Viktor smiled but he knew it wasn't really genuine. He saw you roll your eyes and as Azalea poured out the wine, you snatched your glass and drank it in one. Karen being Karen tried to ease the tense atmosphere by asking questions and keeping conversation going even though it was only Kosmos that seemed to answer her. She was asking him about the pack, stuff she probably already knew but he knew she was doing it to try and settle things down. 

“So, Your Majesty… Y/N told me she broke your vase,” Atticus piped up after a while. He had an amused smile on his face and you scowled at him.

“She definitely broke it but it wasn’t mine so I’m not upset about it,” he answered with a chuckle, still wanting to put you at ease about it. 

“She does that a lot, she’s a bit of a clutz someti-” his words were cut off by a loud thump and he yelped. He was pretty sure you just kicked him and Kosmos lowered his head as he shook it, rubbing between his brows. You and Atticus tensed, eyes darting to Kosmos and Billy mused he’d mindlinked you both, no doubt telling you off if your faces were anything to go by. 

“How inappropriate,” Frederik muttered into his glass but everyone heard it and the three of you tensed up.

‘Don’t’, Frank mindlinked him urgently, feeling the rage that swept through Billy’s body. He blew out a breath, clutching his glass so tight he was surprised it didn’t shatter. 

“So, I heard you have a pack member who’s pregnant? We have a really good medical care facility here,” Karen said quickly, trying to divert the conversation. 

“My apologies, Your Majesty, but shouldn't we be talking about more important matters? Like the impending war?” Alaric asked sourly, looking at him briefly but not able to keep eye contact.

“I thought this was a celebration dinner? Surely depressing topics like war are inappropriate,” you remarked with a sardonic smile aimed at the Council and Billy couldn’t suppress his smirk even if he tried. The man looked shocked to be spoken to so out of turn and his eyes darted to Billy as if waiting for him to say something about it.

“She’s right, Alaric. This isn't the time nor place to discuss such things,” he shrugged, taking a sip of his drink. He noticed how the three men looked to one another, clearly unhappy and confused by what was going on. 

“If you’d excuse us, Your Majesty. We’re finished and we have things to tend to,” Viktor muttered, bowing his head.

“You’re excused,” Billy replied with a nod and the men all got up, leaving their empty plates behind and Azalea hurried to take them away. All three of you relaxed instantly and Billy was glad they were gone. 

“Thank the Gods for that,” Atticus muttered and you looked at him with wide eyes before glancing quickly at Billy. He hated how you still seemed so fearful of him now, he wanted you to look at him how you had before you knew he was the King.

“I’m sorry for Atticus, Your Majesty. It seems he’s forgotten how to behave,” Kosmos bit out, giving the boy a look that made him lower his head.

“Don’t be sorry. I know the Council can be a little intense but you don’t needa worry about them,” he said firmly and Kosmos nodded.

“We were told that our pack needs to be moved in by the end of the week.  I was hoping to be able to go and tell them the news personally rather than have your men do it. I’m unsure how they might take the news and I don’t usually make decisions without taking a vote,” Kosmos looked at him unwavering, not scared or cowering under his gaze and Billy respected him for that. He was also the only Alpha he knew of that took votes in a pack rather than just make all the decisions himself. 

“That won’t be a problem,” he answered with an easy smile and he saw Kosmos relax a little like he thought he might say no.

“I was thinking we could head out in the morning. The quicker we get out there, the quicker we can come back and get set up,” Kosmos suggested. Billy felt a pang in his chest at the idea of you leaving so soon, even if you would be back not long after. He couldn't help it. Now he’d found his mate, he didn’t want you out of his sight. 

“Works for me. Feel free to take some of my men if you need to and some transport. You're welcome to use as many horses and carriages as you need to make the move happen,” Billy nodded as he tried to stuff his feelings down. 

“Actually, I was hoping Y/N could stay,” Karen piped up, her tone calm yet firm.

“What?” you squeaked out, glass half to your mouth after Azalea had filled it back up. Billy’s eyes whipped to Karen, narrowing slightly as he wondered just what she was playing at. When he looked back at you, your eyes were wide as you stared at Karen. 

“With the Alpha gone to take care of pack business, you as Beta would fill his role here. I need to show you the medical facilities so we can arrange care for your pregnant pack member and I could use your help to get the house ready for everyone,” Karen smiled warmly and you did little else but blink at her. He could feel how uncomfortable you were as you shifted in your seat and tugged at your dress again. 

“I can stay too,” Atticus piped up, glancing between you and Karen. You shook your head slowly, sitting up a little straighter.

“No, it’s fine. Kosmos could use your help getting everyone together. It's going to be a lot, telling them we’re all moving and there's a war coming,” you murmured, giving him a meaningful look. Once again, Billy could tell you were talking through the mindlink before Atticus sighed and nodded. 

“You don’t haveta stay if you don't want to. You can always deal with all this when you get back,” Billy suggested as he gazed at you. While he didn’t really want you to leave, your discomfort was bringing him discomfort and he didn’t like it. He wanted you to be happy. You looked taken aback by his words and you gave him a smile. It was small but it filled his chest with so much warmth that he felt like he might burst into flames.

“It’s okay, thank you, Your Majesty,” you said softly. The urge to tell you to call him Billy clawed at him but he ignored it, knowing it wasn’t quite appropriate, not yet. While none of his friends would mind, they had to be professional here for now. There was always time for that later. 

“Thank you for your time, Your Majesty but I think we should retire for the night. We need to be up early in the morning,” Kosmos said politely and Billy nodded, already missing you before you’d left to your room.

“Thank you for comin’ here and thank you for agreein’ to help with this,” he murmured sincerely, his eyes landing on each of you but definitely lingering on you. You averted your eyes quickly and he didn’t like it. The three of you stood, bowing your heads before Kosmos made his way to the door with you and Atticus trailing behind him. He couldn't take his eyes off you the whole time, part of him hoping maybe you’d look back at him. One sign that maybe you felt something. But nothing happened as you slipped out of the door and he felt his chest burn.

“What the hell was that about?” Billy asked blandly as he turned his eyes to Karen. There was no real malice in his voice though, more exasperation at his friend. She leveled a look at him that only she could get away with giving the King.

“What was what?” she asked defiantly and his eyes narrowed a little.

“You know damn well what. Gettin’ her to stay here like that… They coulda sorted that shit out when they got back, there’s no need in her bein’ here,” he muttered and she rolled her eyes at him.

“You’re family, Billy and she’s your mate. That means she’s family too even if she doesn't know it yet. I want to get to know her, I want to bond with her. Is that such a bad thing? She's been through so much and I don’t need a connection with her to see how uncomfortable she was here. I don’t want her feeling that way. I want her to like us, to accept us. So excuse me for caring,” she huffed, her eyes ablaze. It made him lower his eyes, guilt burrowing in his chest. 

“Look… I get that, I do, but… She has no idea right now and I don't want her overwhelmed. I don’t want her runnin’ away because it’s all too much. You want her here and you wanna bond? That's fine. But don’t smother her and don’t tell her,” he sighed, giving her a pleading look. Her eyes softened a little and she nodded.

“I’m not interfering, okay? I just want to get to know her,” she murmured and he felt himself relax. The last thing he needed were his friends thinking they were doing him a favor by trying to rush things along. But he should have known Karen wouldn't do that, she was the one to point out all of the trauma you’d been through. She knew better than that. 

“Maybe you could spend some time with her once she’s done with Karen. She likes fightin’, right? Maybe you could get her to watch the trainin’ and shit, see the kinda stuff she’s gonna learn,” Frank suggested with a shrug. He felt nerves bloom in his stomach and it was ridiculous. It wasn't supposed to be like this with mates, they were supposed to recognise one another and connect right away. He hated this uncertainty. 

“Yeah… maybe,” he answered with a frown. He wasn't sure how to proceed with all of this, not when you clearly had your reservations about being here, about him. You feared him, thought he was cold and heartless, just like the stories. He didn’t want you to think that was all he was.

“It’d be good for you, man. The more time you spend with her, the more likely the bond will wake up with her,” Curtis pointed out carefully, an apprehensive look on his face. Billy knew he was right, if he just avoided you then you might never feel anything. He didn't want to avoid you but he was scared of being too much. 

After dinner, Billy was in his office. If he wasn’t seeing people in person, he was pouring over letters he got from all over the world from wolves who needed help. Wolves who were asking him to put in a word with his mother. He really didn’t like it, didn’t like that sometimes he had to write a letter back saying he couldn't help them. There were just some things that were meant to be and nothing could change that. He knew that himself. Maria and the kids were taken away cruelly and no matter how hard he begged his mother, no matter how much he cried, they couldn't come back. He knew that and yet he still tried. It made him think of you and the impending war. If you had the mating ceremony before it got bad, you could do the ritual to be immortal and he wouldn't have to worry so much. You could still be hurt, badly wounded, but not die. But that couldn't happen unless you realized you were mates. He heaved a sigh, rubbing between his brows as he set down a letter asking for a child to be healed when his door knocked.

“Enter,” he called out and the door opened, revealing Viktor as he bowed his head.

“Your Majesty,” he muttered as he stood in front of his desk.

“You can sit,” BIlly replied, waving his hand to the seat opposite him. Viktor sat and Billy could sense something was on his mind. He was nervous.

“What brings you here at this hour, Viktor?” he asked after a long drawn out silence. He still wasn't happy with the Council and how they’d behaved at dinner, but he had to remind himself that they had no idea the future Queen had been in their presence. 

“Your Majesty… The Council… we…” he trailed off, his eyes darting everywhere but at Billy and he grew impatient.

“Spit it out, Viktor,” he huffed, giving him a firm look that had the man squirming in his seat.

“We worry you made a mistake inviting the Nomad clan here to help us,” he admitted, finally meeting his eyes. Billy’s tongue swiped over his lower lip as he leaned back in his chair, staring at the man. It felt like rage swept through his entire being as his wolf snarled viciously and he did his best to keep it in check. He wasn't ready to tell the world he’d found his mate yet.

“And why’s that?” he drawled, raising a brow with his face stony. Viktor sat forward in his chair, a deep inhale seeming to steady him a little as he finally locked eyes with him.

“You saw how they behaved at dinner. They’re… uncivilized. Maybe they're good warriors but do we need them to live here? To be with our people? They’re rogues-” the man rambled and Billy slammed his hand on his desk so hard that a picture of him and Frank fell off with a clatter and the man jumped.

“They’re not rogues and if I have to tell you that again, we're gonna have a real big fuckin’ problem. You think they’re uncivilized? Why? Because they were jokin’ around at dinner? Because they weren't scared of me?” he asked darkly, his eyes flashing silver briefly and he had to quickly try and stuff the wolf back down before things got deadly. In the back of his mind, he reminded himself that the syringe was in the top drawer of his desk if he needed it. Seeing the shift in his eyes, the man sat back, eyes wide and he bowed his head. He could smell his fear, it filled the whole room and his wolf was practically purring over it. 

“We-We-We just want what's best for the Kingdom, Your Majesty. The castle is the most secure place and our Elite Warriors need to be safe. I don’t want anything to compromise that,” he muttered shakily. Billy blew out a breath, rolling his shoulder as he sat back in his chair. 

“And how would they comprise the castle? You think they’re workin’ for the vampires too? I put you in The Council ‘cause I thought you were smart. Rogues had a hand in most of the Nomad pack members bein’ alone, they hate them as much as we do. I’ve decided to have ‘em stay here and that’s final. If you have any problems with that, you keep them to yourself or you’ll have me to deal with. They’re guests here and you won't be makin’ them feel unwelcome. Are we clear?” he asked with a low and menacing tone. The man nodded, still averting his eyes as he trembled slightly.

“Good. Now leave,” he growled. Viktor didn’t need to be told twice, he jumped to his feet and scurried out of the door. It had been a while since Billy had to put any of the Council members in their place. It happened occasionally when they thought they knew better than him but he hadn't had to do it in a long while.

He knew he needed to get his shit together. He couldn't almost wolf out every time someone said something about you he didn't like, this shit was ridiculous. He was already so protective of you and you had no fucking clue about it. It wasn't even like you needed his protection, he knew you could handle yourself. When he’d been longing for his mate, he didn’t care what her status was. Didn’t care if she was a fighter or a healer or a lover. None of that mattered to him, he just wanted his mate. But it felt fitting somehow that it was you. All the tales he’d heard of you had earned his respect. He’d been in awe of all the stuff you’d done. It just felt right that you were made for him just as he was made for you, he just needed you to see it. Having blind faith in his mother was terrifying sometimes but he couldn't let it waver. He couldn't start to think his mother was so cruel to give him a mate who could never love him back, not when he’d spent so damn long yearning for love. He knew eventually you had to feel the bond, there was no other option. He couldn't live for all of eternity alone, couldn’t watch you die of old age or in battle because he’d never mated you. He shook his head as he pushed away from his desk, standing up and leaving his office. He really needed to clear his head, go for a run or something. All this overthinking was wiring him up and that was the last thing he needed. He just needed to let shit run its course and hope it worked out in the end. It was bad enough dealing with all the shit with the impending war, especially now the rogues and vampires were working together. The only other time this had happened was during the last war and the whole thing was so familiar, so reminiscent, that it made his bones ache. The rogues had killed his family and his hatred for them seeped into every pore of him, but while they had been the ones to physically kill them, it had been the Vampire King that had been pulling the strings. His hatred for that piece of shit knew no bounds, far worse than anything he might have felt for the rogues. It worried him. It worried him because he’d finally found his mate, who didn’t feel a damn thing for him, and it was right on the cusp of a war. He’d lost so much in the last war, so much that even though they technically won, it really didn’t feel like they won at all. But now he found you, he had far more to lose and it scared the shit out of him.

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[hellpeppre]

i was gonna reply to this earlier but apparently i forgot to post it so sorry bout that 🎀

soz for the yap but yippee au explanation time :333

the au is very very loosely based around the conjuring, i rlly only referenced it for like, info on demonic possession idrk, ⚠️littlee itty bitty tw for mentions of s/h, suicide, and pet death⚠️

its still like, in development but the storyline would follow the pack (including lamina and brandy) after deciding to explore and abandoned church. at some point during this one of them, probably mizzen, disturbs something that was meant to be containing a demon. the demon, as demons do, wanted to eat, it had been locked away for a long time. this demon feeds off of negative energy and big emotions or something like that.

immediately the demon latches onto mizzen, the demon always goes for the youngest member of the group, younger people garner more sympathy, typically viewed as more innocent and less suspicious, thus allowing the demon to go unnoticed/undisturbed longer as the others give them the benefit of the doubt.

the demon works in stages, first the host may find they begin to feel achey and irritable, more prone to confusion and lashing out at their family and friends.

quickly though the demon will move up to stage two, causing the host to harm themselves first, bruising themself, cutting themself. the host believes this is fully of their own accord for one reason or another, at no point in the possession does the host suspect anything is wrong with themself.

when stage three begins things will begin to move around seemingly of their own accord. something you could’ve sworn you left on your bedside table will appear on the living room floor, people in and/or close to the family may start experiencing night terrors, voices will be heard when no ones around. whispering from the walls, telling you to do things you never would normally. figures appearing behind you in the mirror is common, invisible hands on your back, your hair, your neck.

in stage four the demon becomes active while the host sleeps, this can easily be mistaken for sleep walking or sleep talking. during this stage the demon begins to harm family members, or whoever the demon lives with. nothing too noticeable, just strange bruises begin appearing on others during their sleep, you may find yourself just brushing this off. house pets may begin to disappear mysteriously, family and friends outside of the house may begin to experience sudden, inexplicable pains. the only one seemingly unaffected by these occurrences will be the host though they don’t look to be faring much better, they may seem tired, distant, or irritable. they may seem to be an entirely different person.

then the final stage, stage five, this stage only starts when you start taking action to find out whats been happening. the host is more demon than whoever they were to you before all this. once the demon believes its been found out it will take as many people as it can down with it before fleeing, it will often go for siblings of the host, convincing them to follow it somewhere far from the rest of the family and in a grand finale of sorts it will destroy the host and anyone it convinced to join it. once this happens the demon is gone, laying dormant somewhere to select its next host.

im still deciding if ill write an actual fic for this but if i do, the comic i have in progress (coming soon, its pretty low quality, but thats okay) will not be canon to the storyline. i dont really have an exact plan for how the plot would go but if anyone has any ideas for scenes/interactions i should add to the story i need u to share them pretty please :33

OH ALSO, what do we think all the tributes would be 4 halloween 😋

i rlly need to rewatch the conjuring😓

guys. uh. is it too early to debut my tbosas halloween/horror movie au that ive been making 🧍

im making a comic 🧍

[nightshade-minho]

-Blue Book- (4)

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The next morning, Chan made sure to come to school early, since he wanted to talk to you. He found you leaning against your locker, and quickly made his way over to you.

"Hey~" 

You looked up, a wide smile growing on your face as you removed your earphones.

"Chan! You don't usually come to school this early..."

"Uh yeah, I know. I kinda wanted to talk to you without my friends breathing down my neck."

"Hm, makes sense."

Chan let out a sigh, leaning back against the lockers. "My friends are kind of possessive...I wanna spend more time with you, but then at the same time I don't want to ignore them and hurt their feelings."

You raised an eyebrow. "Oka-"

"Which is why I want to introduce you to them. We can hang out together..."

"Oh, um. Your friends..." You sighed uncomfortably, clutching your book harder. "...I don't think they like me very much..." 

That was an understatement. Minho's insults, Hyunjin's teasing remarks, Seungmin's glares whenever you answered a question right...it was clear that Chan's friends weren't fans of you.

"It's fine. They'll be fine once they meet you."

Chan came closer slowly, almost caging you against the locker as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, smiling. "I like you a lot...so I'm sure they will, too." 

Leaning in a little closer, he mumbled in your ear. "And if they don't...well, they can suck it. All I know is, you're my girl now and I'm not letting you sit alone at lunch."

"W-wait..." you looked up, blushing. "I'm your...what?"

He chuckled, pulling away from you and winking as he walked away. 

"See you at lunch!" He called.

***

You stood there with your tray, nervously looking over at Chan's table. Just a few steps more...

Your heart was beating fast as you told yourself to suck it up. Inhaling deeply, you made your way to the table, trying to smile.

Chan looked up as he saw you approach, grinning as he raised his hand and waved. 

"Y/n! Come over here~" He patted the empty seat next to him.

You sat there, nervously avoiding eye contact with everyone at the table. A second later, you felt Chan wrap an arm around you, pulling you close.

Minho tilted his head in amusement at the gesture, exchanging glances with Seungmin.

"Guys, you know Y/n..." Chan introduced, looking around the table.

"Hm, how could we not? She's always yapping away in class." Seungmin said, leaning back in his chair. "Damn, the rest of us can't even get a word in." 

You knew this would happen. Why had you agreed to this?

"Look, I'm alright sitting at my old tab-"

"No." Chan turned to Seungmin, harshly glaring. "Shut up."

There was an awkward silence as Hyunjin rolled his eyes, going back to texting on his phone. 

"So...Y/n, why don't you tell us about yourself?" Felix asked slowly, trying to break the ice a little.

You pondered for a while, wondering what to say. "Um, well...I moved here with my mom. I like drawing..."

"Hmm, yeah. In that little book of yours, right?" Changbin mentioned.

"How- um, yeah...I mean-" You tripped over your words as Chan widened his eyes, shooting him a death glare. He was going to kill them.

"Um, do you have any hobbies?" Jeongin spoke up quickly, trying to divert your attention.

"This is kind of starting to feel like a job interview." You giggled, sitting up a little. "Well it's drawing and journalling, as I mentioned before. I also quite enjoy studying."

"Trust me. We know." Minho snapped, leaning back in his chair. "God, I'm bored. Who let this bitch sit here, anyway? Are you trying to turn us all into social pariahs, Chan?"

You couldn't sit there and just take it anymore. You stood up, chair screeching against the floor as you stormed across the cafeteria, leaving out the back door of the school. Leaning against the wall, you tried not to cry. 

They were just a few insults, right? It wasn't full on bullying, per se...but it still hurt. So much. 

Deep down, you were a little thankful. This had served as a wake-up call...you simply didn't belong in Chan's world.

***

Chan couldn't control his anger. As soon as you left, he groaned, glaring at Minho who was chuckling to himself.

"Honestly? I expected you to try and sabotage this, especially since it's your bet." He turned to Seungmin. "But you. I never expected it from you. You're supposed to be the mature one. Now how the fuck am I going to get her to trust me?" He snapped, running a hand through his hair.

"Maybe...maybe you should go check on her..." Felix suggested. 

"Yeah that's what I was going to do, anyway." Chan rolled his eyes, standing up and following you.

***

"Psst."

You looked up, wiping your teary eyes.

"Listen...don't take what they say to heart. It takes time for them to warm up to people."

"I don't- I just can't do this." You said softly. "I'm sorry."

"But...you can! I...I like you. Please don't leave me."

You frowned at the ground, not knowing what to say. "Look, Chan...I like you too. Maybe more than I should, but-"

"So stay! Please. If you like me, then it shouldn't matter what my friends think."

"I guess..."

"Please. I need you to come to that carnival with me. If you spend just a little more time with them, I promise they'll like you."

You sighed. You did want to go to the carnival...and you definitely didn't want to go alone. 

"Okay." You mumbled.

"Good girl." He said softly, tilting your chin up to face him. "I'll pick you up at 5. How's that sound?"

"Yeah, alright."

"We're gonna have so much fun, you and I."

***

You looked in the mirror, wondering if you looked good. You hadn't worn a dress in months, and were surprised that your old dress from 6th grade still fit you.

It was a cute dress, navy blue with tea-cup sleeves. Combined with your usual saddlebag, the outfit looked more put-together than anything you'd worn in years...you hoped Chan would like it.

Exiting your room, you went downstairs to try and find your mom, so you could ask her for some pocket money to use at the carnival. When you found her, she was passed out on the couch, a bottle of beer on her stomach, her hair sticking out in every direction. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. 

Honk honk.

You perked up when you heard Chan in his car, deciding to pull the blanket over your Mom further before leaving out the front door, carefully locking it.

As you walked towards the car, you felt your heart sink as you realized he wasn't alone. 

In the passenger seat was Minho, one of Chan's friends...probably the one who hated you the most out of all of them. You carefully ignored him as you smiled at Chan, who grinned right back.

"You look so pretty." He really did think so. It wasn't the dress, or the way you did your hair, though that was nice as well. It was the huge smile on your face, radiant with happiness as you got into the backseat, greeting him.

"Thank you! You look good too...like always."

Chan's cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he took in the compliment.

"I'm so excited...I've never been to a carnival before." You said, smiling.

It was almost contagious, your enthusiasm. Chan chuckled as he started the car, Minho glancing over and frowning at the way he was smiling softly to himself. Huh...

"Well, I can guarantee you'll have fun. There's so much stuff to do." 

The rest of the ride, you chatted with Chan as Minho looked out the window, grumbling to himself as he ignored everything around him.

"Fucking finally, we're almost there." Minho noted, snapping. "If I have to spend one more fucking second in this car with her, I'll combust."

You inhaled, the anger building up in you. Just who did this guy think he is?

"I have a name, you know."

"Like I give a fuck." Minho chuckled, pushing the door open before Chan could even park the car properly. 

Chan watched as Minho left, walking towards Jisung, Changbin and Hyunjin who were standing near the entrance.

Wait...there was a fourth person.

Chan gulped as he realized it was Miyoung. His Miyoung. His heart started beating impossibly faster as he looked away, turning to you.

"About Minho...I'm sorry. He can be a little cold..."

"A little?" You scoffed. "Right. Well, whatever. I don't care as much as I did before."

You opened the car door, getting out and dusting off your skirt as you tried to put a smile back on your face.

"Come on, I want to go get some cotton candy~"

Chan smiled, tucking his car keys in his pocket as he joined you. He watched as Minho reached the small group, going in for a hug with Miyoung. A wave of jealousy crashed through him, and he looked away, trying to focus on you.

"The last time I had cotton candy, I was like 5..."

He slowly decided to take your hand in his as you continued talking. When your brain finally registered the warmth of his hand holding yours, you looked up in slight shock, forgetting what you'd been talking about.

"Is this okay?" He asked, squeezing gently. You nodded after a second, cheeks burning as you looked down at your intertwined hands. 

***

Changbin watched as the two of you approached, his eyes noting your hands with a frown.

He nudged Jisung lightly. "Wow, Chan's really intent on making her think he likes her."

"Uh huh. The dude's got dedication, for sure." Jisung nodded, as his eyes travelled from the two of you to Minho who had noticed as well.

Frowning, Minho quickly took Miyoung's hand in his as well, not wanting to be one-upped. The girl blushed a little, staring ardently at the boy whose glare was aimed right at Chan.

"Am I the only one who finds this kind of funny?" Changbin asked, laughing as he observed.

"Nope. This whole thing was a joke from the beginning, anyway." Hyunjin shrugged, looking up from his phone. "Also Felix, Seung and Jeongin said they'll be here in a few minutes, guys. They told us to go ahead."

Chan greeted his friends, his eyes glancing at Miyoung from time to time. However, the girl paid absolutely no attention to him, her enamoured gaze focused on Minho, who was engaged in a conversation with Hyunjin.

He felt frustration bubble up in him. Why wasn't she interested in him? 

You cleared your throat, making Chan look at you. "I believe I was promised some cotton candy..."

Chan smiled. "Yes I did, baby. And you'll get it, but first, let me win you a plushie." He said, glancing at Minho and Miyoung who had already separated from the guys, heading towards a game booth.

"Oh...sure!" You nodded in excitement. He pulled you along, walking faster as he reached the booth, standing next to Minho.

"Ah, Chan. Wanna compete?"

"You always know I'm down for a good ol’ competition."

You stepped back, and so did Miyoung. Looking over at her, you decided to smile. She hesitated a bit before smiling back, sidling closer tentatively.

"Isn't it hot, them competing to impress us?" She giggled, clapping her hands in delight as Minho scored, making Chan grumble. "He's soo macho..." 

You sighed inwardly. "Yeah...I guess." You watched, bemused as Minho landed another goal, Chan letting out a string of curse words. 

"Oh...don't worry, your boyfriend is nice too! Chan, isn't it?"

"Mmhmm."

"He's cute. He just isn't my type, you know? But it's okay if you like jocks." She smiled giddily as Minho turned to wink at her, before he went back to trying to score. "I prefer the sexy, mysterious type."

You were trying really hard not to roll your eyes, now. Nothing about Minho was a mystery- he was just another high school bully with hidden insecurities which he hid behind smirks and winks. 

As Minho scored the third goal, Miyoung cheered happily and went towards him as he wrapped his hand around her waist, grinning at Chan. 

You patted his back, Chan's glare softening as he turned to look at you. 

"It's okay. You'll win next time." 

Chan felt humiliation rise in him as he nodded at your words, still staring at Miyoung, who decided to press a kiss to Minho's cheek. Chan boiled with anger, shrugging your hand off him.

"Darn right I will. Hey, Minho? You and me, but at the ring toss. I'm better at that game."

Minho looked up, rolling his eyes and smirking. "You're such a bitter loser. But sure, you're on."

***

An hour and a half later, Minho and Chan were nowhere near done. You sat on the chair with Miyoung, bored out of your mind as you watched them go for another round at the ring toss, again.

Fine, whatever. If Chan wasn't going to get you cotton candy, you'll just get it yourself. You smiled at Miyoung and asked her if she wanted some too, an offer which she politely refused. 

You walked to the confectionery booth, which was fairly close. However, just as you reached, you realized you didn’t actually have any money.

As you turned to leave, you came face to face with a boy, almost bumping into him.

He was one of Chan's friends. Felix, you think his name was. Your eyes widened as you apologized. 

"Sorry, I didn't see you there-"

"No, no it's okay!" He smiled at you, and you noted how warm and genuine it was. Hmm, maybe not all of Chan's friends are bad. 

"I was just going to get ice-cream for me and the guys. Did you want some too?" He asked slowly as he approached the booth, still looking at you. 

"Um yeah, but then I forgot to bring my money, so-"

"Oh, that's completely fine! It’s my treat.."

"But-" 

"No buts." Felix grinned. "What flavor do you want?"

You giggled as you moved closer to stand next to him, peeking at the flavors. "I'm partial to the cookie dough, but strawberry does hit the spot sometimes."

He chuckled as he fished out the money, handing it over to the booth runner. "One chocolate and a half strawberry, half cookie dough scoop, please."

You smiled as the person behind the counter handed Felix the cups of ice cream. 

"Here you go~" he gave you yours, smiling as you took a small bite. "How's the combination? Do you like it?"

"Oh, it's actually really good! Wanna try?" You asked, raising the spoon to his face. He chuckled, nodding. "Of course."

Meanwhile, Chan finally scored another goal, making him the winner of the last round. Miyoung cooed at Minho, her hands on his chest as she nuzzled into him. "It's okayyy~ You won the most games anyway."

Chan looked around, wondering if you'd seen the way he'd scored the last goal. For some reason, the way Miyoung was cuddling up to Minho at the moment wasn't bothering him all that much, as he noticed you were missing.

His eyes searched his surroundings, frowning as he couldn't see you anywhere. Just as he was about to ask Miyoung, his eyes finally caught sight of you.

You were standing there, feeding Felix with a spoonful of ice-cream. The latter chuckled as he spilled some, smiling as you used a tissue to wipe it off his chin.

An uncomfortable emotion rose up in him, so sudden and out of the blue that he nearly grunted. It was an emotion he'd felt a lot of times before...but never caused by you.

Chan's eyes darted from Minho and Miyoung to you and Felix, throat going dry. 

It was jealousy, mixed with confusion. He stood rooted to the spot, his heart thrumming loudly as he tried to make sense of his emotions. Why did he feel like this?

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Please write Ethan x mc 38 and 8 thank you so much

Thanks for the ask Anon ❤️

You can find the prompt list here.

#8- “Why are you looking at me like that…?”

#38- you can find it here

Warning: Fluff. Forgive me if it's not medically accurate 😅

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9:00 pm

A knock resounded on the glass door of Ethan's office. When he looked up from his desk, he found Leah standing there, leaning against the frame.

"Hey Dr. Ramsey. Why are you still here?"

"If you wanted me gone that bad-"

Leah groaned and entered the thin, closing the door behind her. She leaned over the table and found that he was studying a case.

"Is it the nun from room 508?" She asked as she sat down.

"Yeah... It's been driving me crazy since yesterday. I personally think it's Churg-Strauss Syndrome, but somethings are not adding up. I decided to stay over and work it since I'm not feeling sleepy."

"So a night out?"

"Yeah, kind of.. I wouldn't mind if you helped me out. Two brains are better than one."

"Sure Dr. E." She grabbed hold of the charts and started studying it.

11:00 pm

"Ethan?"

"Yeah?" He let out a yawn as he stretched his back. They had shifted to the sofa. Many medical textbooks were lying open all around them. Leah was sitting next to him with his laptop on her lap, and her voluminous hair tied into a messy bun. Her glasses were perched on her nose.

"I'm hungry."

"Hey hungry I'm-"

She smacked him on the shoulder and Ethan chuckled. "I want takeout."

"C'mon let's go. I know a place which sells delicious Chinese food, and is open at this hour. We need a break anyway."

Wearing their jackets, the headed into the cold night. They chatted about the case as they walked down the streets.

"So what happened when they injected her with adrenaline?" Leah asked as she slurped her chicken ramen noodles.

"She became okay but five minutes later she started siezing. Other symptoms- Breathlessness. Wheezing." Ethan said as he bit into his egg roll. They were sitting on a bench in the hospital's garden. Leah sat cross legged, mulling over the symptoms and took another bite of her dumpling.

After chewing the delicious fried rice, Ethan spoke, "And the peculiar thing is that, when we injected the tracer for the MRI scanner, she immediately developed hives."

"Damn. The case is getting stranger and stranger." Ethan hummed in agreement, eyeing her dumplings.

"Sunshine, can I have one of your dumplings?" He gave her the cutest puppy eyes.

"Awwww.... Aren't you cute? I usually don't share but, you can take as long as you give me an egg roll." She ruffled his hair and he just swatted her hand away.

"Deal."

2:45 am

Ethan took his tie and cufflinks off. He rolled his sleeves up until his elbow and unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt.

Leah stared at every action. His strong forearms, the prominent veins, the stray chest hair, everything.

God, why did I have to fall for such a hot guy?!

"You are staring."

She cleared her throat and went back to get medical textbook.

"Could it be mixed connective tissue disease? Have you quarantined her?" Leah asked, with her legs propped up on the coffee table.

"Yes. Could be an allergy? Can't be safe enough." He replied as he drank his third cup of coffee. He noticed her light blue converse shoes. "Hey, are those new?"

"Yap. And look, they match my scrubs!" She pressed her shoe against her scrub pants. Ethan just stared at the way she was smiling over a pair of shoes.

God, she is so cute. I would move mountains this make her smile like that...

Leah looked at him and saw him looking back at her, with a soft smile playing on his lips. “Why are you looking at me like that…?”

"Nothing. Just seeing how obsessed you are with Converse. I don't get it."

"Converse is like Pokemon... You gotta catch them all."

Ethan rolled his eyes and dived right back into his research.

4:50 am

"It's almost time for the first rounds." Ethan said as he checked his watch.

"We are close E. I think we can crack it." Leah responded.

"You should try it too. It improves the circulation to the head." She called out to him, upside down.

He took his specs off and turned around to see Leah doing a headstand. Her scrub and shirt had rolled down, exposing her toned stomach.

"No I'm good."

"Your loss."

Ethan continued to read the charts when he noticed something. "Wait a second... She used to get rashes when she used to wash copper vessels."

"Also, when I was taking patient history, she said that she joined a missionary at 15, because she wanted to be a celibate. That means using an IUD." Leah added, as she stood up.

"The tracer we use also had copper in it."

"Leah, I think we cracked it."

"Allergic reaction to copper."

"Let's get those tests done." Ethan says as he grabbed his coat.

7:30 am

"Oh my god thank you so much doctor." The nun cried with tears of happiness falling down her cheeks.

"It's our pleasure." Leah said as she gave the patient a smile.

The headed outside and Ethan submitted the charts to the nurses' station. Leah gave out a huge yawn.

"I'm going to pass out." Ethan said as he rubbed his eyes.

Leah nodded and followed him to the on call room. He took out his coat, shoes and belt before settling in the empty bed. Leah took her shoes off as well as her scrub top, leaving her in a black full sleeved shirt.

Instead of heading to another bed, she slipped into the blankets with Ethan and laid her head on his strong bicep.

"Sunshine, what are you doing?"

"Sleeping." She nestled against him and threw her leg on his leg.

"There are legit... Other beds." Ethan yawned out.

"So you want me.... to go?" Leah sleepily asked.

Wrapping his arm around her, he whispered, "No."

They both passed out, cuddling each other into a nice dreamless sleep.

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Four of a Kind

AO3 Link

Rating: MA (for eventual smut)

Summary:  After accepting a job as the head of marketing for a local animal shelter, Anna finds herself in a new city in need of a place to live. Luckily, 3 guys know just the place.

Previous chapter

Chapter 4

Kristoff was eating a bowl of cereal when his phone buzzed. It was the group chat: Loft Hoes.

“Isn’t that like, demeaning to women or something?” Kristoff had asked the group after Sven brought up the name for their loft group chat. It had been “loft bros” for as long as he could remember, but Sven proposed the change after Anna was added to the chat. “Besides, I’m not even a hoe!”

“I’m a hoe!” Sven proudly announced.

“I love it,” Anna exclaimed. “Let’s do it.” And so the name stuck.

Anna had sent a message to the group. “Hey, I left my laptop at home and I need it for work. :(((( Can someone plz plz plz bring it to me? It should be on the kitchen counter.”

Kristoff sighed and typed out a response.

“I got it.”

“!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 Thank you!!!!!” was Anna’s reply.

“Absolute legend,” Sven sent.

Kristoff ate the rest of his cereal, grabbed her laptop bag, and headed out to her work.

Anna sent him the address. She worked at an animal shelter just a few minutes downtown, so it wasn’t out of the way or anything. He was actually excited to see what her office was like. Maybe he would even catch a glimpse of her at work.

He walked in and was greeted by a gentle smile and a warm welcome from the receptionist.

“Can I help you?” she asked.

“Hi, I just have something to drop off for Anna Arendelle.”

As soon as he said that, he heard his name being called. He looked up, and there was Anna, bounding down the steps that he assumed lead up to offices. She seemed so happy to see him. It made his heart swell.

“Oh my god, thank you! You’re such a lifesaver,” she cried, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him into a quick hug before grabbing the laptop from the table.

Kristoff was too shocked to do anything except melt into her just a bit. The hug was brief. He didn’t have time to hug her back, but he felt warmth and light for a moment before it quickly dissipated when she pulled away.

“Since you’re here, do you want to look around? We just got a new litter of puppies and they're so cute. You can see them if you want. I mean, only if you want to, I don’t want to force you or anything, especially if you have anything you need to do-”

“Calm down, feistypants,” he teased. “That sounds really nice.”

A week or so ago he probably would have declined her offer. He would have made up some excuse as to why he couldn’t stick around and head back home. But since he stopped trying so hard with her, he’d grown to enjoy her presence. He genuinely wanted her to show him around.

Anna grinned and bounced up on her toes. It was nice to see her in her element. At home she tended to second guess herself; seeing her here for the first time, she seemed more confident and self-assured than ever. He liked this side of her, he decided.

Anna headed into the main room and motioned for Kristoff to follow her. “Come on!”

She brought him out into a large room with little cages and pens where rescued cats sat and meowed at passersbys.

“These are all of our cats and kittens that are ready for adoption, but we have plenty more who still need shots and assessments and all that good stuff before they’re ready to be out here on the floor,” Anna explained. She leaned down and wagged her finger between the bars of one of the enclosures. A tiny kitten swatted at her playfully. “This guy’s my favorite. Don’t tell the others,” she joked.

Kristoff leaned down to take a look at the little kitten and smiled. He was sweet. His eyes were warm and friendly, with a hint of mischievous behind them. “I can see why you like him,” Kristoff agreed.

Anna led him back through a door marked ‘Employees Only’. “It’s okay, you’re with me,” she said with a smile when she noticed his slight hesitation. She brought him into a small room, and he was immediately greeted with small yaps and barks. Nails skidded on the linoleum as the puppies ran to see who was at the door.

“Hi, guys!” Anna cooed, getting down on her knees to pet the little babies. “These guys were found all alone in a box in the middle of a park. The mom never showed up, so we’ve been bottle feeding them and making sure they’re good and socialized, yes we have, yes we have!” she said, ruffling one of the puppies’ ears and speaking to it in a baby tone.

He joined Anna on the floor and laughed as one of the tiny puppies scampered up into his lap. Their knees were touching, and Kristoff tried to convince himself that he didn’t feel something between them.

“That one likes you,” Anna decided as the puppy began to lick his face.

Kristoff smiled at her statement and watched her as she threw a ball for the puppies. Her smile was radiant and her laugh sent a surge of warmth through his body.

At first, he thought she was only nice around him to secure her place in the loft. But he had soon come to realize that it wasn’t any sort of act. She was just a nice person. She brought home cookies from work and stopped by the store on the way home if she knew they were running low on something. She watered Ryder’s plants when he forgot (and he forgot a lot), let Sven sing as loudly as he wanted around the house, and was a better person to Kristoff than he thought he deserved.

Outside of his small circle of friends and family, Kristoff wasn’t used to “nice” for the sake of being nice. He was used to “nice” if someone wanted something from him or “nice” because people were scared of him. He was used to contempt. He was used to betrayal. But Anna was kind and thoughtful and sweet for all of the right reasons. He knew that as he watched the way her eyes lit up when he picked up one of the puppies and held it close to his chest.

“My family used to have a dog that looked like these guys,” Kristoff started suddenly.

Anna looked at him with kind eyes that urged him to continue.

“He was a good dog. I grew up with him. I don’t know why my parents didn’t get another dog after he died.”

Anna nodded thoughtfully. “My childhood pet was a cat. Poor thing- I used to chase her around with my sister. I thought she was mean, but I’d be pissed too if some toddler was always running after me. We both mellowed out when we got older, and soon she was, like, my best friend. I loved that cat so much.”

“Is that why you wanted to go into this kind of work?” Kristoff asked.

“I think so. That, and...” she hesitated, suddenly looking down toward the ground. Her nose scrunched in concentration.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” Kristoff offered, suddenly worried he had said something wrong.

“No, it’s okay,” she said, offering him an easy smile. “After we—my sister and I—moved away from our parents, that cat was always there for me. She slept with me and cuddled with me when I cried. I kinda realized how beautiful animals can be and how much they can mean to us.” Anna stroked one of the puppies thoughtfully as she continued. “I really love working with animals because...I feel like I’m giving animals a chance to be loved, and a chance to love people back.” She paused for a moment. “Sorry, that’s probably more than you wanted to know.”

“No, don’t be sorry. That’s a really nice story,” Kristoff said, unsure of what else to say.

“Thanks,” Her smile was soft and almost sad, but the look in her eyes swam with appreciation for his kind words. “What about you? Why did you go into construction?”

Kristoff laughed then. “I didn’t really seek out construction work, it just kinda happened. I needed a job out of high school and the pay was good, so I took it, and I’ve been in it ever since.”

Anna nodded. “That’s totally fair. You knew what you wanted and you went after it.”

Kristoff smiled. “Maybe you’re right.”

“I know I’m right. I’m right about everything,” she teased. She got to her feet.

“Wow, your modesty is inspiring,” he said, rising to stand as well and playfully nudging her.

“As much as I love this, I do have to get back to work,” Anna sighed. She seemed disappointed to be leaving him and he found himself feeling the same. “I’ll walk you out though?” She said it like a question.

“Yeah, that would be nice,” he replied.

He lingered in the lobby, not wanting to leave and wanting to hug her, to tell her how much he enjoyed her company and how he wanted to come back again sometime or maybe watch a movie in the loft tonight or-

“Thanks for my laptop,” she said, placing a hand on his arm and smiling earnestly at him. “And for seeing the puppies with me.”

“Are you kidding me? Thank you - those puppies were the highlight of my week.”

Anna laughed. “You can come back anytime and I’ll let you back there.”

Kristoff smiled. He hoped she meant it.

He felt soft and light as he walked out to his car, full of something that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He had the unmistakable feeling of butterflies in his stomach and the lingering feeling of her hand gently resting on his arm. Kristoff shut the door of his car and placed his head on the steering wheel. He was fucked.

[stormtrprinstilettos]

Fun’s For Free - Chapter 4 (Roger x Reader) (smut)

Summary: It’s 1978 and you’re assigned to follow Queen on their North American tour to promote their new album. Only problem is the magazine you write for has not been kind to the band in the past, and someone has a hard time letting go of that fact.

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3

In this “episode”: It’s just too good to resist.

Word Count: ~3.5k

Warnings: Language, smut 18+

A/N: Well this is just filth. I also want to take the time to thank @sunshine112 for this series idea. You really have no idea how fun this is to write. And anon who suggested this smut scene: hope this is what you wanted.

November 8, 1978 – somewhere in Pennsylvania Maybe things should have changed after what happened in New Orleans, but they didn’t. If anything, the tension between you and Roger only grew. The two of you weren’t constantly arguing, mainly because you’d avoid him as much as you could, but when you were around him, it was almost guaranteed that something would set the two of you off.

Just as he predicted, it did happen again since that night in New Orleans, this time in the bathroom at the venue in Landover after the show a few nights ago. After enjoying an abundance of alcohol, just like the first time it almost happened and the first night It actually did, the two of you started to argue again about how impossible and annoying the other is, away from everyone else. You instigated it this time, having pushed him against the wall of the bathroom and locking the door behind you. It wasn’t one of your prouder moments, getting fucked while leaning over a bathroom sink with his hand covering your mouth to keep you quiet. You weren’t proud of any of it, really, and you absolutely hate the fact that you loved the sex. Loved it. You can’t stand him, and he can’t stand you, but it was the best sex you ever had.

“That is absolute bullshit!” Roger yells. “That album was terrible!”

You roll your eyes and glance at Freddie. “When this is over, I’m going to need therapy,” you say. “I won’t know how to handle not having stupid arguments every single day.”

“You should get therapy regardless,” Roger mumbles.

You chuckle. “If anyone on this bus needs therapy…” You stop yourself from finishing. “I’m not… You know what?” You’re so frustrated you can’t even think of something to snap back with, instead opting to roll your eyes and stop talking before walking to the back of the bus.

“Good,” he mumbles. “I’m tired of hearing you yap anyway.” Freddie smacks Roger on the back of his head as you walk away, and they start fussing at each other, but you’re not listening. You’re tired of hearing Roger yap, too. Judging by the time, you’re assuming you have six hours left in this tin can with that jackass, so you’re not wanting to start today’s requisite argument now. You throw yourself in a seat away from everybody, angry. Not angry because of what he told you. You’re angry because all you can think about is how you want him to fuck your brains out right now, and you’re completely sober. Usually when you want him this bad you’re drunk. But for some reason, right now, all you want is for everyone else to disappear so you can get it.

Roger, on the other hand, is wondering why you didn’t argue with him. It’s not normal for you to walk away from an argument. He loved getting under your skin – he loved knowing that he drove you crazy, and he knew the sex would be better for it, because he knew it would happen again. No matter how hard the two of you resisted – especially you – it was going to happen again. What was making him angry was that he didn’t know why you have such a hold over him. Nothing was normal anymore. That girl in Dallas? He didn’t have sex with her. That girl in Miami you saw him with? He didn’t even touch her. He only picked her up to piss you off, but it didn’t. Hundreds of girls threw themselves at him every single night but he didn’t want any of them. All he wanted was you, and it frustrated him as much as you do.

November 9, 1978 – Detroit, Michigan Tonight you can lock yourself away. They have two shows here in Detroit, so skipping tonight’s show and staying in your room, out of sight from any of them for at least 24 hours, is a great idea to you. You’re trying to concentrate on writing, but you can’t get him out of your head, and it’s frustrating. You’re not thinking about the arguments or how annoying he is. You can’t stop thinking about the way his eyes pierce through you, how his hands feel when they grab you, how good he feels when he’s inside of you. You try to snap out of it, but it isn’t working, so you decide to get out and find someplace to go.

You end up walking around for a while, clearing your head. You have no particular destination so you wander around, finding nothing particularly interesting, but it helped take your mind off of him, so you kept walking. You eventually stumble upon a dive bar close to the hotel, so you decided to stop in and have a drink or two, or three… You lost count. You didn’t care, because he was out of your head.

But you see him when you get back to the hotel. You see all of them, actually, and you tried to ignore them, but Freddie wasn’t going to let that happen. “There she is!” he exclaims as he sees you walk by. “How did you enjoy your night off, doll?” He wraps an arm around you and pulls you in for a one-armed hug.

“It was alright,” you reply. “How was the show?” He keeps his arm around you as he walks to the hotel bar and insists you have a drink with him. John and Roger joined you at the bar, and, of course, you and Roger start bickering, much to John and Freddie’s amusement.

“So you spent the entire night alone?” Roger sarcastically asks. “Even when you were off drinking?” You shoot him a glare, silently begging him not to start his shit, but he can’t help himself. “No one in this city good enough for the lady?”

You take a slow sip of your drink and put it down. “Maybe the last guy I had sex with was so bad it turned me off of it for a while.” He shoots you a smirk, because he knows damn good and well you enjoyed it. “So what about you? No one good enough?”

“Mmm,” he mumbles. “I do have my standards,” he smirks.

You start to laugh. “Yeah, I saw the one in Miami. Such high standards.”

John jumps in to try and stop any really big argument from happening. “So, Y/N, I read your review of our Dallas show,” he says with a huge grin. “Did you read it, Rog?”

“Why would I?” Roger chuffs. “If I want to know what she thinks I’ll ask her myself.”

You take the last sip of your drink and stand up from the table, feeling too drunk and too tired to deal with his crap. “I’m going to bed,” you groan. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

When you get back to your dark hotel room, you take off your pants, change into a trusty tank top and climb into bed. As soon as you get comfortable, he’s right back in your head again, and you cave and accept the fact that he won’t be leaving any time soon. You consider turning on the television to find a distraction, but you’d rather lay there in the dark. And your brain starts to swirl, and you start to feel him even though he’s not there. You feel his fingers rubbing your clit like they did that time. You hear his voice, you smell his scent, and you can’t resist anymore. Your fingers glide down underneath your panties and you start to rub, close your eyes and bite your lip, recalling every single movement and every single breath he made. Maybe, you thought, this was the only way to get him to leave your thoughts.

You’re interrupted by someone trying to get in your room, startling you and snapping you back to reality. “Wrong room!” you yell, but still, whoever it is keeps trying to unlock your door. Frustrated, you jump out of bed and storm to the door, not realizing that you’re only wearing your tank top and underwear. You throw open the door and yell, “I said, wrong room!” Once you see who it is, your mouth drops open, as does his.

“Why are you in my room?” Roger asks, pushing you aside as he walks in. “How did you get a key?” He falls down on the bed, clearly a little drunk, not that you’re fully sober either.

“This is my room,” you sneer. “Get off of my bed.” He doesn’t move, instead choosing to stay laying there, turning on his side and propping himself up on his elbow. “Roger!” you yell, but he just stays there, looking at you with a smile.

He starts to chuckle. “Dressed just for me?” he asks before he starts to look you up and down with a smirk. “You missed a good show. We were great. The crowd was really…”

You don’t even care that you’re standing there with hardly any clothes on. He’s seen everything anyway. You’re more worried about getting him out of your room. “Roger, get out!” you yell again, interrupting him, walking over to the bed and pulling on his arm as you try to make him get up.

Only he grabs you and pulls you to the bed and rolls you on to your back as he hovers over you. You try to wrestle out of his grip, but you can’t, not because he’s overpowering you, but because your mind is telling you not to. “You know you don’t want me to leave, Y/N,” he chuckles. He runs a hand down your chest, to your stomach and down your thigh before moving his fingers over your panties and right to your mound. “Oh?” he asks as he feels your wetness that’s soaked through. “Did I interrupt something?”

“Yeah, you did,” you answer matter-of-factly. “So can you please leave?”

“Show me,” he growls. “Show me what I interrupted.”

You scoot back on the bed and lean against the headboard, sliding your panties off, resting your feet in the bed, bending your knees and opening your legs. You look at his eyes as you run your hand down to your flower and start to rub your fingers over your swollen lips. His eyes dart down and he takes a deep breath as he watches you play with yourself. He moves closer to you and starts to reach out his hand, but you slap it away. “I didn’t say you could touch me,” you snip, raising a brow. He stands up from the bed and takes off his shirt, then his shoes and pants, and climbs back on the bed. You watch him watching you and bite your bottom lip. “Let me see how hard you are for me,” you tell him. He slides off his underwear and grabs his cock, stroking it slowly. “Do you want me, Roger?” you snarl.

“You know I fucking want you, Y/N,” he snarls back.

You smirk and call him closer to you with your finger. When he gets close to you, you move your fingers from your wetness and put them up to his mouth, and he opens and takes them in. “Hmm,” you mumble as you take your fingers out and put them back down to play. “I don’t think you want me bad enough.” You bite your lip again, looking deep in his eyes as you rub yourself. Seeing the sheer desperation in his eyes is turning you on even more than knowing he’s sitting here, watching you pleasure yourself as he starts to stroke his cock again. “It’s a shame too,” you whisper as you slowly close your eyes. “Because I’m about to cum, and you have to sit there and watch it happen.”

“What a dirty girl you are,” he whispers. “Let me help you.”

“I will,” you giggle, your eyes still closed and your fingers rubbing even faster than before. “You’re not allowed to cum, though. Not yet.”

He moves his hand away from his cock and leans next to you against the headboard, making sure he can whisper in your ear. “If you only knew how hard I am right now watching you,” he says. “Fuck, Y/N.” His tone was pleading, almost an agonizing pleading that let you know you’re doing everything right.

“Is that why you came here?” you ask. “Because you want me so bad?”

“Every time I see you, I want you, Y/N,” he breathes in your ear.

“You like what you see, Roger?” you tease. “You want to feel your cock inside of me?”

“Jesus, Y/N,” he groans. “I want to feel you cum all over my cock.” You open your eyes and look over at him. “Let me taste you again,” he pleads. You move your hand away and divert your eyes down between your legs before looking back at him. He took the hint and moved in front of you, parting your legs and running his tongue slowly up your slit before reaching your clit. His hand slowly drifts between your legs and he nudges two fingers inside of you. Poking his fingers deeper, he rotates them gently then starts to slowly work them in and out as his tongue slowly makes its way over your wetness, and you start to moan. He can feel the tension building in your body, your muscles straining and your cunt squeezing his fingers. "Is this what you want?" he asks, moving his mouth from your flesh. “Is this what you like?”

You look down at him, but your answer disappears in a gasp as his tongue finds your clit again. You start to wiggle on the bed, and he fights to stay with you. "Cum," you manage to say with ragged breath. "I'm gonna cum." Roger curls his fingers inside you, making the come here sign, massaging your G-spot. Your body stiffens, arching off of the bed as an orgasm rips through you. "Fuck," you grunt, loudly, fighting for air. You stare into his eyes as he thrusts his tongue into your pussy, holding it there as you quiver. He kneels up in front of you, his cock hard and completely erect now. “You gonna give me that?” you ask in a whisper.

"Not yet," he said. He leans over you, pushing his tongue against yours in a kiss and you taste yourself on his mouth. You try to sit up, but he forces you back down before he backs away. His hand glides over your skin, tickling your side before slipping back between your legs. His fingers enter you again, sinking deep as his thumb finds your clit. You moan loudly as he rams two fingers into you, rubbing your clit hard and fast. You start to squirm, begging him to make you cum again. It didn't take long. You constrict around his fingers, inhale deeply and cry out. He watches as you cum, a grimace of pleasure and pain on your face. "That's right," he urges, "you know you want to cum again.” Your second orgasm fades quickly and your eyes open, seeing him looking at you. You turn and try to bury your face in the rumpled covers of the bed, and he smiles at your sudden shyness. "You're very pretty when you cum," Roger whispers.

"Fuck you," you mumble with a giggle. He lets his fingers slip from you and you groan.

"Not very ladylike, are you?" he asks sarcastically.

"Would you rather I play the damsel in distress?" you sneer.

"Clean them off," he orders, ignoring your question. Your lips part, taking his fingers into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them. You nibble him gently when you finish, and he pulls his hand away from you.

"Is that all I get to suck?" you ask with a smirk. Without responding, he lowers himself to the bed and lays on his back. You roll over and look into his eyes, wink, and begin sliding down his body, planting kisses as you go. You open your mouth and surprise him, taking the head between your lips. Sucking hard, you flick the tip with your tongue.

"Fuck," Roger exhales, his hips rising slightly. Your mouth doesn’t leave his cock, instead taking half his length. Even as he fights for his breath, he can hear you inhaling deeply through your nose. Over the next minute, you manage to take him all, letting the head slide into your throat. Suddenly, you pull away, releasing him from your mouth. He tries to grab you back again, but you avoid him and sit back on your haunches.

"Are you gonna fuck me?" you ask as you crawl over him. Wrapping his hand around his shaft, he guides himself to your slick lips. You lower yourself and the head slips inside you. You both gasp as you sink down, enveloping him in the silky walls of your moist pussy. Roger’s hands rise up to cup your breasts as the rest of him fills you. Your head tilts back and you begin shifting your hips back and forth, rocking on top of him. "Oh, God, yes," you purr. "That feels so good." He squeezes your nipples and you nearly scream, stiffening atop him. "I need you to fuck me, Roger," you say. Needing no more encouragement, he rolls you over, his cock leaving as he does. You let out a small cry as his full weight comes down on you.

He pauses a moment and you nod at him. Advancing, he steadily fills you, groaning as he does. Roger pulls back until only the tip remains inside you, then shoves his hips forward, propelling himself into you. You groan and he repeats the action. “Such a dirty, dirty girl,” he grunts.

"Fuck me hard," you demand, and he does, increasing the force – but not the speed – of his thrusts. Sliding his arms under you, he reaches up and grabs your shoulders, pulling you toward him as he rams his cock deep. You cry out each time he plunges into you, and he watches intently as you face twists in erotic frenzy. "Right there!" you yell out. "Don't you fucking stop!"

He moves faster, pistoning in and out of you as your fingers claw at the sheets, trying to hold steady as he pounds into you. Your mind is awash in ecstasy, and you tremble beneath him. Roger feels the familiar ache growing in his balls, and knows he can't last much longer. Opening his mouth, he was about to warn you when you speak first. "I'm gonna cum!" you yell.

The words had barely left your mouth when your pussy clenches and powerful spasms rip through your body. Your body arches into the air, lifting Roger slightly. Your reaction, and the sensation of you wrapped around him, pushes him over the edge. He erupts, shooting his warm load into you, as he groans loudly. He collapses on top of you before laying against your left side. Neither of you speak for several minutes as you breathe deeply, riding out the aftershocks of your orgasms.

"Jesus, you stink," you say, breaking the silence.

"What?" he says, shocked. "You came, didn't you?"

You laugh loudly, the sound echoing off the walls. "Three times," you smile. "What I mean is, you're all sweaty."

"Well, I’ve been busy," he says, defending himself. "Haven’t had the chance for a shower."

"Mmm hmm," you mutter, still giggling.

"You remember I had a concert earlier, right?" he asks.

"Yeah, drummer boy, I remember," you laugh.

"Why don't we go take that shower?" he suggests.

"Maybe we should wait a couple minutes," you say. "I don't think I can walk yet."

"You don't exactly smell like a bouquet of roses right now, you know," he teases.

"Asshole," you jokingly blurt as you nudge him away from you. His eyes linger on your naked body, and he looks back in your eyes and smiles. “Like what you see?" you ask, your eyes meeting his.

"Very much," he says. "You are so beautiful," he whispers, leaning in close and giving you a soft kiss, your eyes closing so you can feel the entire sensation.

Your eyes open and you start to giggle. "I'm a mess," you say, rolling your eyes.

"That's not always a bad thing," he assures you with a soft smile, "especially right now."

You prop yourself up on your elbows and gasp with playfulness. “Are you being nice to me right now, Blondie?”

“I can ask the same of you,” he chuckles. “Don’t worry. I can go back to being a right cunt tomorrow.” He leans up and gives you a quick kiss. “Now what about that shower?”

November 10, 12:30pm – Detroit When you wake up he’s gone. You didn’t feel or hear him leave, but he’s gone, and you feel like shit – physically and emotionally. But you can’t wallow in any of it. You have to get yourself together. You have a job to do, and since you were pretty worthless at it last night, you need to focus today. Last night when you were wandering around you noticed a park nearby, so you decided to go spend some time there and do some writing after throwing on some clothes and making yourself somewhat presentable.

You see him when you get to the hotel lobby, chatting and smiling with a few girls, as usual. He sees you, looks you straight in the eye and quickly turns his attention back to the girls. You were already upset, but now you’re raging inside. You don’t know if it’s anger or jealousy - probably a mix of both. What you do know is that you feel like an idiot.

“Hey, Y/N!” He calls you, but you ignore him and keep walking. “Hey!” He runs up behind you and grabs your arm. “Y/N…”

You quickly turn around. “What, Roger?”

He starts to chuckle. “I’m sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. You were sleeping so good and I didn’t want to wake you.”

You roll your eyes. “Okay? And?”

His demeanor changes in a flash and he lets go of your arm. “And I wanted to let you know I don’t see you as some two bit whore but never mind,” he snaps.

“That’s why you’re busy making your plans for later?” you snip. “Go on. Go finish talking to them.” When you turn to walk away he grabs your arm again and pulls you back. “What do you even want from me?” you yell.

He lets go of your arm and gives you a longing look. “More.” He clears his throat and you gulp, feeling a bit lightheaded, his words sending a shock through you. “I want more.”

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Alex Danvers x Wolf Shifter!Reader - Part 3 - A New Moon

Requested by No One - I just wanted to write a mini-series...

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1 - A Full Moon

2 - A Blood Moon

4 - A Pink Moon

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It’s been months since you’ve disappeared from National City. The city itself has forgotten the large wolf that attacked them, merely brushing it off when another alien attacked the following week. Alex however...Alex was distraught. She would move on auto-pilot, going about her day like a robot. Get up, have breakfast, get changed, go to work, capture an alien, go home, eat dinner, sleep, wake up, repeat. She had lived like this since you had gone.

It was about half a year since you had left National City. Alex was still on auto-pilot. One day at the D.E.O, Alex was sorting out her medicine cabinet when an alarm sounded throughout the compound. Alex ran to the main room where Winn pulled up a map of a small remote town on the outskirts of National City.

“What's up?” Kara asked as she flew into the D.E.O, landing next to Alex.

“We’ve intercepted a call from Cadmus to a small Alien terrorist group to attack this remote town on the outskirts of National City.” Winn announced. “Kill all who oppose them, leave no survivors, regular bad guy stuff.”

“We’ll figure out a plan before contacting the population.” J’onn said, “We’ll evacuate them before engaging the targets. Supergirl, Alex, we leave in ten.” Alex nodded and sorted herself out. When the three were ready, Kara hoisted her sister in her arms and flew to the remote town. J’onn landed next to her, his green appearance turning back into that of Hank Henshaw. Kara set her sister down gently as a couple exited from the house closest to them. “Are you the Mayor of this town?”

“Leader, in a way, but yes.” The male responded.

“What are you doing here?” The woman interrupted.

“We’ve intercepted a call that says that you’ll be attacked.” J’onn explained. “We need to evacuate the town.”

“We will do nothing of the sort!”

“Please.” Kara begged, “We don't want your town to perish.”

“We can handle ourselves.” The male responded calmly. “We’ve fought many battles.”

“The call was from Cadmus.” Alex revealed. The couple glanced at each other before looking back at the red-head.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.” J’onn said. The male nodded,

“I will rally my people, we protect our town with our lives.” Soon, the couple had all of the people gathered in the town square. “What do you need us to do?”

“Create a perimeter around the town, Supergirl and I will join the battle once you engage them.” The town nodded collectively. The older members of the townsfolk gathered the young and took them to the Community Hall in the centre of the town. The others created a barrier around the town, everyone staring at the horizon, waiting. Supergirl and J’onn were hovering above the town and keeping an eye out for the invaders. Alex stood among the townspeople, her laser gun at the ready.  Not long after the perimeter had been set, the sound of cars drew close. The townspeople tensed, ready to attack.

The cars stopped and the Alien’s piled out. They looked vaguely human but the only difference was that they had was that they had small horns jutting from the tops of their heads. They Aliens lifted their weapons and started to fire. That set off the bomb. Supergirl and J’onn landed in the midst of the Aliens and started to attack. The smart ones ran towards the town.

The townspeople were about to charge when more cars appeared, more Aliens spilled from the cars and ran at the townspeople. “Now!” The leader called. The whole town then charged, clothes ripping as they turned into large wolves. Alex looked on, stunned. These people were just like you. These people were your people. Alex shook herself out of her daze and started to help the townspeople, shooting the enemy with deadly accuracy.

You had wandered for months around the country, resting in Motel’s when need be and living off junk food. You had decided to return home, wanting to see your family again. You walked through the forest around your house, on two legs. You didn't know what was going on until the sound of bullets and howls reached your ears. Your eyes widened as you broke into a sprint. You ran as fast as you could, your heart racing.

You ran into the town, the sounds of fighting louder than ever. You spotted Supergirl and J’onn fighting the enemy Aliens. Your (E/C) eyes scanned the fight to see your people fighting as well. Your eyes found Alex fighting as well and your heart skipped a beat. You watched as Alex shot Aliens left and right. She didn't however, notice the Alien sneaking up behind her.

“Alex!” You shouted, darting towards her. Alex turned and spotted you, her eyes widening and a smile gracing her face. You changed as you ran, your clothes ripping as you grew in size. You felt at peace sometimes in your wolf form, but not today. Today your (H/C) fur like armour as you ran into battle. You lept over Alex and pinned the opposing Alien to the floor, a paw on his chest to stop him from moving. You snarled as you inched closer to the Alien.

“(Y/N).” Your mother’s voice sounded in your head, “Don't kill him.”

“I don't listen to you.” You growled back, your teeth dangerously close to the alien’s face. “I’m not a pup anymore.”

“(Y/N).” Alex whispered as you felt her hand run through your fur. “The fight’s over, you can let him go.” You snarled at the alien one last time before slowly retreating. Supergirl was already there with cuffs. You took a step back and watched as the whole town celebrated, joyful cheers in the form of yapping could be heard echoing in the forest. You sat on your hind legs next to Alex like an obedient dog would do. Alex kept her hand in your fur as you watched the celebration. Suddenly, your father stepped up and howled at the sky, the rest of the town following suit. You rolled your eyes before howling yourself.

Your mother approached you, her head held high. She expected you to lay down like you used to but you straightened, tilting your head up as well. Your mother snorted under her breath before turning and walking back to your house. You got up and followed her, turning back to your human self as you entered the garage. You rushed up to your room, which had not changed since you had last came here.

You searched through your draws to find something to wear. Luckily you haven't grown since you left so all your clothes still fit. You quickly put on some underwear before pulling on a pair of jeans and a button-up shirt. You ran your fingers through your (H/L), (H/C) hair and started to walk downstairs. When you passed the kitchen, you saw both your mother and father sitting at the table. Your mother had the kettle on and was preparing tea.

“(Y/N).” You father said, stopping you in your tracks. You slowly turned to him, “Why did you come back?”

“Well excuse me for feeling homesick.” You hissed before leaving, purposely slamming the door behind you. You walked through the town, barefoot until you found Alex. She was talking to Kara about something and they seemed to be arguing. Kara then saw you and pulled Alex behind her as you approached.

“Don’t you go near her.” Kara said,

“I don’t want to fight you, Kara.” You sighed, running your hand through your hair again. “I just want to talk to Alex.”

“After you hurt her?”

“Kara.” Alex interrupted, “Let me talk to her.”

“What?” Kara turned back to her sister. Alex gave Kara a look that made the Kryptonian groan in frustration. “Just yell if she tries anything.” Kara gave you one last glare before leaving. You watched her go for a second before turning back to Alex. You felt a sharp pain on your cheek and your head whipped to the side. You slowly turned back to Alex, your hand rubbing where she had slapped you.

“I guess I deserve that.” You sighed.

“Why did you leave?” Alex asked.

“Straight to the point, as always.”

“Answer me.”

“I hurt you, Alex, I never wanted to do that, never in my life. I-I’m disappointed in myself, I should have known I didn’t go out far enough. I killed innocent people, Alex, you don’t know how that feels. It tore me apart to stay away from you, and it’ll hurt even more when I go again.”

“You’re leaving again?” Alex interrupted,

“I don’t deserve you Alex. Your the best agent the D.E.O has ever produced while I can’t even control myself for one measly night. Every Blood Moon we lose about twenty lives who try and challenge the leader for control of our people. If I lose control again who knows what might happen.” You took a deep breath, “I can’t lose you.” You whispered, looking down at your feet.

“I’m not going anywhere.” Alex insisted, her shoes coming into your line of sight. She tilted your head up so your eyes met. “So you better not leave either.”

“But-” Alex cut you off by pressing her lips to yours. Your eyes fluttered shut as you kissed back. When she pulled back, you opened your eyes and rested your forehead on hers. “I won't go anywhere.” Alex opened her eyes and stared into yours.

“Promise?”

“I promise.” You pulled Alex into a hug, her head resting on your shoulder like it had all those months ago. Alex wrapped her arms around your waist.

“I missed you.” Alex whispered.

“I missed you to.” You whispered back, “And I’ll never leave you again.”

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RWBY Musings #13: Not gonna lie. Chapter 7 was surprisingly another not-so-personal favourite episode. Still better than Chapter 6, in my opinion and at least fans got to see more of Oscar this episode, even if it was mostly Ozpin.

... At least I got to see my precious farm boy this episode. That’s the saving grace of this chapter for me. Still, I gotta talk about the  Mammoth Grimm in the room for this with this episode. So let’s address my issues with this episode.

What I missed from Chapter 7:

Oscar being omitted from the entire dinner scene. ARE YOU KIDDING ME WITH THIS? While I admit that all the moments with Oscar being an awkward bean were indeed adorable, I just wished we got to see more of that.

I get it. This episode was a short one and we needed to drive the plot along. All the more reason that this should’ve been a more light-hearted story focusing on just the characters having fun and interacting. It certainly started off that way. They should’ve just made it more about the gang reminiscing about the good ole school days; swapping stories of their own lives and adventures prior to Volume 5 eventually resolving with each character making his/her own personal resolutions going forward to stopping Salem and her forces WITH OSCAR INCLUDED in the conversation. Personally, they could’ve saved the whole serious group meeting with Qrow and OZcar for the next chapter because in all honesty, what did that scene do for us the viewers other than repeat and confirm things were already knew from the last chapter? So Ozpin used magic to turn Qrow and Raven into birds? Okay. Nothing truly special because we already knew that since the last chapter. This was basically repeating the same news to the RNJR gang. There was honestly nothing new to be taken from that whole conversation scene except for the titbit about Ozpin being confirmed to be the old wizard (I’ll talk more on that later in the post).

By the way, when Oscar first went full Ozpin, I remember Team JNPR all being pleasantly surprised by this sudden change in persona which made the moment all the more iconic the first time because not only was it a surprise for the characters in the show but the fans/viewers as well. However with Yang and Weiss, they just glazed over their reactions like nothing. That was sad. I would’ve loved to have seen their reactions to having Oscar suddenly become Ozpin, ESPECIALLY after spending an entire episode of socializing with him as simple, cute little boy Oscar. * slams fists on table* THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE EPISODE! ARRRRRRGH! ಠ_ಠ

THE EPISODE SHOULD’VE JUST BEEN THE GANG (RUBY, JAUNE, NORA, REN, WEISS, YANG AND OSCAR) SOCIALIZING AND TALKING TO EACH OTHER AND IT SHOULD’VE ENDED WITH QROW INTERRUPTING EVERYONE’S FUN TO BRING UP DISCUSSING MORE SERIOUS MATTER WHICH WOULD’VE PROMPTED OZPIN TO SWITCH WITH OSCAR, HILARIOUSLY SURPRISING YANG AND WEISS IN THE PROCESS!

THAT SHOULD’VE BEEN CHAPTER 7! DAGNABBIT! (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

I was really bummed when they decided to focus on everyone else getting to catch up with no inclusion of Oscar at all.

Where is my Oscar being formally introduced to Yang and Weiss moment, HUH?!

Where are my Yang teasing Oscar moments, HUH?!

Where was Oscar AT ALL during the DINNER scene! HUH? HUUUUUUUUH?!

I get it that Oscar is essentially Ozpin and where Ozpin goes, he has to go with him. Still...I really wanted an episode where it was mostly Oscar boy socializing with everyone.

I guess Chapter 7 wasn’t the one. I hope the CRWBY makes up for it in the following episodes. Can Chapter 8 just be Oscar talking to everyone, please? No Ozpin switcheroo. No private talks with Qrow. Just Oscar being the cute bean he is getting to know everyone. If I haven’t stressed this enough. I NEED more episodes with purely Oscar at the helm.

If he is going to be a part of the team, you can’t just keep him in the background all the time and only bring him out when Ozpin needs to yap about something philosophical and plot exposition-y.

When I said I desired for Oscar to have more screen-time, I wasn’t just referring to seeing him more onscreen nor did I mean see him more in the scene as Ozpin assuming control of his form. My farm child doesn’t just need more screen-time. He needs development too.

If I haven’t stressed this enough, I really like Oscar as a character. This is funny because, back in Volume 4, I honestly didn’t care that much about him at all. Even when it was revealed that he was housing Ozpin’s soul, my interest in him didn’t truly peak until after the last volume concluded. Now I consider him to be one of my top favourite characters in the show which is why I really want to see the CRWBY do more with him than just make him a new body for the already-established Professor Ozpin.

I’ve had four seasons to get to know Ozpin. Yes, while there is still more mysteries to unlock about him as the story progresses, that doesn’t deter the fact that I know more about Ozpin than Oscar. Like I said, I FREAKING KNOW Ozpin. But I need to know more about Oscar as well. As a matter of fact, I’m more invested in learning more about Oscar and seeing how his story and role develops in the series. People are already calling him the ‘New Ozpin’ and I, myself have used that term with him, but there is more to his persona than that and, I can’t speak for other RWBY fans, but I really want the series to take the time to focus on growing Oscar as well.

They were going pretty strong at the start of this season and was doing smashingly up until Chapter 5. They certainly had me hooked. However after Chapter 6 and recently Chapter 7, they’ve been pushing Oscar to the background.

They went from shaping him up really good in Chapter 5 to elbowing him to the back in Chapter 7. And to a fan of his character like myself, that’s bloody disappointing. It was a letdown not seeing him present with Team RNJR during the cooking scene from Chapter 6.

As I mentioned in a past musing, cooking with colleagues is a lovely way to help bond with people so I was more than upset to see that Oscar wasn’t a part of that at all.

It was mostly Team RNJR and while ok, it would’ve made the moment better for me if Oscar was also there sharing in on all the fun and kitchen banter with everyone. They didn’t even make up for it in Chapter 7. Once more, Oscar wasn’t present for the notorious dinner bonding scene with all the other characters.

I literally kept tapping my wrist, waiting for when Oscar would hopefully show up to join everyone. But he never came. Team RNJR along with Weiss and Yang ate through an entire dinner portion of food and neither Oscar nor Qrow were present during any of it.

They didn’t even leave any food left for them (Shit, it just occurred to me that Qrow and Oscar probably starved unless they were having their own private dinner in another room for Ozpin to talk to Qrow through Oscar) nor...did they ask for either of them during any of it. I’m sorry; I’m REALLY SALTY about that.

What’s the point in having Oscar around if he can’t be where everyone else is? They went from making it seem as if Oscar was going to be a part of the team to have him pulling him away to mostly be in the company of either Ozpin or Qrow. This irks me.

Yes. I know the Volume 5 poster teased Oscar being close with Qrow but...who gives a shit about that?!

I want him to have a friendship with the other characters too. They have been pitching breadcrumbs of Oscar growing close with Ruby since Chapter 3. I really hope they elaborate more on that as the season moves forward. If Oscar is to be close with any other young member, at least let it be Ruby. At least. I can live with that. Not just as a RG shipper but mostly cause Oscar needs to have more friends his age cause right now, the only two people guiding him are a middle-aged alcoholic Tweedy and 1000+ year old Jiminy Cricket squatting in his head. ...Yeah....he definitely needs more friends his age. Yang did mention that when the chips are down, Ruby always knows what’s best to do (cause she’s the protagonist, doi) so maybe that can be played into Oscar’s character growth. Speaking of which, can we get back to developing Oscar please, CRWBY? He’s more than just an adorable smol precious bean, y’know? He’s a character. His OWN character. Not a younger new body or design for Ozpin but a character of his own.So CRWBY, can you please do something with him? As a matter of fact, I don’t want to see Ozpin-Oscar/OZcar for the remainder of the season or at least for another five episodes or so. Congratulations CRWBY, you’ve officially made me tiresome of OZcar. Don’t get me wrong, I will still forever love Aaron Dismuke’s amazing performance as Ozpin. But when I look at OZcar, I’m mostly looking forward to seeing when Oscar pops back into the scene.   

 Consider me an advocate now for Oscar Pine.

Not this Oscar Pine. The adorable Oscar Pine who’s a precious bean cinnamon roll and gets really shy when meeting new people particularly pretty badass girls who he knows can definitely kick his ass.

*sighs* Look at that awkward butt face. He truly is precious. I’m a sucker for cinnamon rolls. I just want to pinch his precious freckly-cheeks and shove his little ass into more scenes so that he can get the development and character exchanges he deserves more of.

Hello CRWBY, I’d like to order the Oscar Pine Character Development Special. Yes; make it a very tall order of Oscar just being himself; awkwardness and all (with Ozpin only acting as voice for most scenes) and forming friendships with other important characters. Hold the OZcar (at least until the episode where Oz has to confront Raven or something or when Oscar makes his kickass debut as a fighter at long last) and while you’re at it, toss in a side of RoseGarden friendship-romance building and make it a double.

We only have 7 episodes left this volume and after two episodes of not having much of it, I’m starving for some good Oscar Pine progress.

Gimme a little less of this.....

...but more of this moving forward please CRWBY.

Let’s Discuss Professor Ozpin. Ozpin, why you lying?

 Still feel as if Oz is sitting on a really big secret. We know that he turned Qrow and Raven into birds so that they could be his eyes in skies and private spies when searching for the Maidens. We also know that he was the one that created the Maidens which was a nice piece of info cause fans have been speculating that for a long while and now it's been confirmed. But apart from other little secrets, I feel like Oz is still holding back on one BIGGER crucial one.

I don’t want to believe the theory that Ozpin is secretly evil. I wouldn’t be surprised if he committed some very heinous actions in his pursuit of defeating Salem nor would I be shocked if he wound up sacrificing more than a handful of innocent lives in doing so and I’m not just referring the bodies of the men he’s been reincarnated into over the years.

That being said, I don’t think Ozpin is evil. He has shown on more than one occasion that he does have a compassionate side. While I do believe Oz is a very flawed man who has indeed made more mistakes than any man, woman and child (as he himself has admitted already in the series), making mistakes....even making the same mistakes repeatedly doesn’t make you a bad person....it just makes you....desperate and perhaps a tad hopeless.

Cause I’d imagine Ozpin’s resolve to keep fighting or at least keeping a more moral code to stopping Salem dwindling with every failed attempt and life lost in his continuous efforts to stop the ultimate evil, much like his magical powers.

All in all, yeah, don’t think Ozpin is evil. But I won’t deter the theory that he’s sitting on a much bigger characters-losing-their-full-trust-in-you-and-taking-sides-against-you kind of secret. One that I wouldn't be surprised if it revolved around Summer Rose.

There is no doubt that Ozpin is the one responsible for Summer’s death. The series is certainly trying to steer us towards that conclusion. The only question remaining is how he did it. Obviously it was another one of his many past failures, we just need the full story on how it happened. Makes me wonder if Oz ever tried to turn Summer into the Summer Maiden at some point (like how he tried to do with Pyrrha involving the Fall Maiden) and that's how she died or something like that.

I remember Salem informing Cinder that the Maidens powers have one fatal flaw against the silver-eyed warriors. This means that the powers or I guess magic of a silver-eyed warrior doesn’t exactly mix well with that of a Maiden’s.

All I can assume is that Raven's distrust in Ozpin must have something to do with what happened to Summer. It's as Ozpin mentioned in the recent episode. When Raven decided to accept Ozpin's power, it was her choice. He forced neither her nor Qrow to become his fateful pawns; which means she must've trusted him at some point.

So what could've happened to Raven to suddenly make her distrust Ozpin so much and go against him to the point of warning others of him?

Has to be something fundamental like that especially if it involved losing a close friend and team mate.

 I guess we’ll only know the truth when the series decides to reveal it. In the meantime, that’s pretty much all I have to say regarding Chapter 7.  

~LittleMissSquiggles (2017)

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A Fresh Start?

Chapter 1: Lost and Found

Chapter 2: Last Few Words

Chapter 3: Keeping Secrets

Chapter 4: A Fresh Start?

“She’s been in there for quite a while now,” Tracer butted in as she leaned up against the wall. The small group of friends waited by the door, hoping that their beloved guardian angel was ok in there. Not a sound had been made since she entered the room, and it worried them.

Finally, after what seemed like eons, the door knob clicked, followed by the squealing from the hinges.

“Mercy my doll you're ok!” Tracer exclaimed as she blinked up and hugged her friend with care. Mercy gave a small smile and hugged her back. She didn’t expect a crowd to be at the door when she exited, so it took her a moment to process the people that stood before her. Tracer was a given along with Winston, Zarya, Pharah and D.va.

“How long have all of you guys been waiting?” She questioned.

“A good 25 minuets, we were all worried. We haven't seen you act like that for a while, so we all figured that we should stay near incase any relapses happen, you know?” Winston grunted.

“Oh, that’s very kind of you all, thank you. But I am just fine now. Everything has been taken care of.” She smiled. The entire group cocked their heads to one side as if Mercy had an extra arm or leg. How could she have gone from a complete wreck to being totally ok? They knew something fishy was going on, but no one said a word, “and, while I was in there, this big guy said that he’d like to join us.”

Everyone stiffened.

“Mercy, are you feeling alright?” Pharah asked.

“And why wouldn't I be?” She said as her professional personality came into play.

“Well, it’s just-”

“Just what.” She snapped clearly irritated.

The man next to her cleared her throat. Everyone’s eyes darted to his standing figure.

“If I may,” he spoke. They looked at one another with unsure faces.

“Go on,” Winston spoke.

“Mercy was just thanking me for taking care of her and bringing her to the base.  She was frantic with questions about how I got her here, and now that she’s got her answers, I think she’s a little bit better-”

“Enough of your yapping, let the woman speak for herself,” Zarya said with her heavy Russian accent, “Mercy, if you would tell us the truth.”

“He did tell the truth,” the room went silent. Mercy clapped her hands together and looked at the crowd with alertness, “so, shall we talk about uh... uhhhh....” She looked at the man next to her and frantic eyes searched his tactical visor. He cleared his voice before speaking.

“Soldier, Soldier 76.”

“Soldier 76?” Tracer said with a hint of disgust in her voice, “what kind of name is that?”

“Now now Tracer, lets not get too cocky here,” Winston huffed, “this man did save our friend and has caused no one harm here-”

“But he’s been stealing from the Swiss head quarters,” Pharah complained, “how do we know for sure that he’s not with Talon?”

Soldier stiffened and clenched his fists. All eyes were on him now. In a low deep voice, he spoke, “Talon, took everything I knew and loved away from me. Joining the recall of Overwatch would give me the opportunity to give them a taste of their own medicine.” He growled, “the left over supplies at the fallen HQ is my only source of weaponry to attack and defend myself from Talon troops.” The room was silent and no one spoke. All faces grew long and eyes casted down to the ground.

“What did they take from you?” Tracer asked quietly. The silence was deafening.

“My title, my status, my life, and most importantly, the woman I loved the most.”

Mercy looked up at him with sad eyes herself. She had never once thought that this is how he had been feeling throughout the years. 

“I-I’m sorry to hear that... Soldier. A-and I’m sorry I was so harsh.”

“No need to apologize Tracer.”

“How-”

“Winston said it a couple minuets ago,” Soldier said making up a lie on the spot.

“Oh,” she looked down at the ground.

“I think that settles it then,” Winston spoke up, “When will you be able to start-”

“Whoa whoa whoa,” Zarya stepped in, “we’re just gonna let him in? We have no idea of his background or his heath. Is he even suitable to join? He looks like he would never be able to keep up with anything that we do.” She claimed.

“Zarya, I hear your concerns, but seeing as he did just bring us back our top medic and had no harm to her as they were talking in the holding room, we should at least give him a chance.”

Zarya huffed and crossed her arms before turning away from the group.

“I’m terribly sorry Soldier, did you say when you’d be able to start?”

“Whenever you allow me to sir.”

“Good,” he said pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, “I’m sure that you’d rather have Mercy show you to your new room, since you two seem comfortable with each other.”

“Gladly!” She chirped, “I’ll see all of you in a few for dinner time.” she said before rounding the corner, heading away from the group.

As soon as they were out of hearing range, Mercy let out a breath.

“Do you think I pulled it off?”

“I think you did wonderful Angel.”

She blushed and tried to cover a smile. His hand snaked around her waist as they walked down the long corridors to his new room.

“It’s so nice to have you back Jack. We finally have our commander back! You can lead the groups like you once did and-”

He stopped her in the middle of the hallway. She looked at him slightly confused and her head was cocked to the side slightly.

“Angel...” his voice was weak, “I can’t go back to living that life style. Not again, not ever. Me being picked over Reyes was only the beginning of the fall of Overwatch. Knowing that I could be the fall the second time, I don’t know if I could ever forgive myself.”

“Oh,” she said as she pretended to admire the tiles on the floor.

“But hey,” he gently turned her to face him and tilted her chin up so her eyes met his, “it’ll all work out. I may not be Commander Morrison anymore or the Poster Boy of Overwatch, but I know one things for sure, I am still all yours love. And we will make this work, also this time? I’m not going anywhere without you. I’ll always be by your side through thick and thin. I’m back Angel.”

Tears threatened to spill over and the joy of having his one and only love back strained her heart more than anything else. She couldn't have been any happier than to have him back. She let out a chocked chuckle as they began walking down the corridor again. When they finally reached his room, they departed, but not before Angela reminded him about dinner. He gave a chuckle before reminding her to come and get her for dinner. After that, they went their separate ways, but this time, it wouldn't be forever.

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Dinner was a story itself. Everyone was quiet and no one made anymore noise than needed. Forks hardly scrapped the plates and chewing was to a bare minimum for everyone. No one dared to move a muscle and the fact that Soldier 76 didn't dare to remove his mask in front of the crowd that was gathered before him, only raised more suspicion.

“So, um, Soldier,” Winston dared to speak. The only response he seemed to get was the turn of a head. He cleared his throat and tried again as eyes darted between the two, “you uh, not a fan of steak and broccoli?” He joked trying to lighten the situation.

Soldier cleared his throat and shifted around in his seat before answering.

“No no, I uh, I’m just not used to eating in front of groups. It’s rather uncomfortable for me.” The sound of jaws coming to a stop silenced the air. Soldier’s face began to heat up under his mask while a thin layer of sweat covered the base of his head. Everyone seemed to notice the change in his composure, even Mercy.

Seconds after the awkward exchange between the group, Soldier  excused himself to go to the bathroom, which wasn't a problem with Mercy at all. What bothered her was that he wasn’t gone for as long as he should’ve been. What should have taken him 10 minuets at the most, took him around 5 minuets. It concerned her more than anything, but seeing as he was ok when he got back (after everyone was finished eating), it didn't bother her much. A not even minuets after he returned, he claimed that he was not feeling well, that it must've been something he ate, and asked if she could walk him back. She gladly agreed to it, only the looks on the faces around the table said other wise. Mostly suspicious, and others concerned. But once they left the room, what they did, was no longer their decision. As they approached his quarters, Angela realized it was time to say goodnight.

“Well, sleep well Jack.” She said as his door swung open. He sighed and dragged his hand down his visor.

“Mercy, please, it’s Soldier now. You could blow my cover like that.” Mercy flinched back. Mere hours ago, it was ok for her to call him Jack when no one was around, but now? It seemed like it was a sin for her to even think of the name.

“Right right, sorry.” They stood there in an awkward silence. As much as Jack didn't want to bring up the topic, he had to.

“Mercy....” He trailed off, seeing as she had caught on to what he was about to say, “I can’t go back to being strike commander and you know it. I don't even know what half of the group would do if they were to find out who I really was. I already made my mistake with you and the last thing I need to do is make it with the rest of the group.”

She was quiet. Hadn’t he already warned her about that? It seemed odd for him to tell her again, seeing as he never really repeats himself. Only she guessed that this seemed to be really important to him.

“You know I love you very much, but I think it’s time we forget about each other and move on.” She was on the verge of tears as he spoke. Why was he being so harsh to her? Wouldn't he want to be back with her after all of these years of being gone? It didn’t make sense to her. They had been talking about this topic hours ago, and now he changes his mind? She had so many questions, yet, she didnt want to end this in a fight once more. Her shoulders shook as tears streamed down her face.

“So, for now, until things get sorted out,” Solider held out his hand, “my name is Soldier76.”

It took Mercy a second to reach out and shake his hand, but she eventually mustered up enough strength to do so.

“I’m Merc-” She felt her body move in and a sharp pain was present in her abdomen. Her breathing became shortened and her body started to sweat. She slowly looked up only to see Reaper’s face instead of Soldier’s.

As he laughed, his body heaved up and down.

“That was too easy,” he said before she passed out.

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Sorry this one is so short, I had writers block for quite a while and I just didn't know what to do, anyways. I know it’s not my best, but enjoy!

Here’s a music video that I think goes really well with this chapter

I’m open to any comments, messages or suggestions :)

 ~Starpiper3

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Chapter 5: Saving Faith

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Genre: Role-Playing, First-Person Action RPG

Developer: Unknown

Publisher: Squaresoft

ESRB Rating: Teen

Hints

Hyper Mode

Any character can use hyper mode after getting the xenogears. Hyper mode gives the gear attack level infinity for three turns. To do this, you must first get a gear up to attack level 3, then attack once more without using a deathblow. The chance of going into hyper mode is figured out by taking one tenth of the percent of Health you have lost and multiplying that number by five. Another way to figure this out is just to look to the right of the screen while in battle. It will tell you the chance of going into hyper mode.The Xenogears always has a 99% chance of doing this. This makes the final boss very easy. Also, if you select charge while in hyper mode, you will recover 10 times the normal amount of fuel.

Hidden Cash

In the beginning of the game in Lahan you can check Fei’s bed for 200G.

Good Dinner

On the hill to Citan’s house there is a particular tree were you can jump into. When you do this you will recieve an egg, but a bird will also fly over your head taking a point of HP away from you every few seconds. If you make it to Citan’s house without giving the egg back you can do something cool. Walk into Citan’s house and give his wife the egg. After Fei eats dinner he will feel bad about eating the egg and gain some weight. This won’t help you in the game, but it is kind of funny.

Unorthodox No Random Battles

When in a dungeon (like the sewers in D block) open the lid [NOTE: This is not recommended by GameSages. Do this at your own risk.] to your PlayStation and the area you are in will be free of random battles allowing you to explore freely! But make sure when you leave the area (like open a door to go somewhere else) you close the lid on your PlayStation first.

Tifa Cameo

Just before you put in the second CD, you can see a picture of Tifa from Final Fantasy 7. When you’re in Solaris, in the Class 2 Citizen Sector, find the room with a minigear flying around in a circle. Look above the beds and you should find a small picture of Tifa on the wall.(Not really a code but cool to know!)

The Final Battle

When you reach the Disc 2 scenario ‘First and Last’, it’s time to win the game. Getting through Merkava can either be simple or hard, depending on your technique. Remember that pressing Select lets you view the map.AREA 1: Head for the top-right dead end which leads you to a new area. AREA 2: Dodge those beams.AREA 3: Your goal is to reach the red circle. The tunnels that surround you that can connect you to other areas are the only spots where you can battle. Hop on top of certain elevators to alter the geography here.AREA 4: Dodge thos beams again.AREA 5: Ramsus and Miang all over again. This is where you fought these two earlier. Yes, the save point and Shopkeeper Johnny are there. Johnny allows you to leave Merkava, do so at your own risk. You cannot start at this spot, you’ll have to travel through all over again. Anyways, go through to where you fought Miang. Deus is in the green pit.DEUS: Many strategies exist for him, although the best one is to take out at least some of the surrounding orbs first. Each one eliminates at least one of Deus’ abilities. The best part, you can fight them with ANYONE! Fei doesn’t need to be in your party.Okay, which orb? At first glance they all look the same. But, they each have a different color of electricity surrounding them. The best one to take out right away is the one that has yellow. Remember not to take out your best 3 fighters for orb fights. It should look like a flat yellow design on the ground. This guy can drain your fuel at 400 units per whack. Best to equip at least 1 GNSR50 on each character (you should have at least 5 of these for a real easy fight). Now, hit this thing with Triangle attacks. Combos don’t work here. Soon he’ll die and victory is yours. Deus can’t drain your fuel anymore.Finally, take out the red one. After every one of your attacks, he’ll counter attack, but that isn’t really a problem. Defeat this one and Deus can’t heal.Next switch to your top 3 fighters. Start by turning everyone’s Booster on. Then just whack the hell out of Deus. It’s possible to complete this battle without restoring HP, but remember to keep your HP above 10,000. Also, when the hands or mini-angels fly off, you’ll be counter attacked for what’s usually around a combined total of 2000 HP if you have 1000 Defence. With Deus gone, some scenes will be shown and you’ll have another battle to face. It’ll be Xenogears alone agains one opponent. Turn Booster on and keep using combos. With proper equipment you should end up winning easily.

The Anima Dungeon 1

There are some tricky puzzles in the Anima Dungeon. The activation code for Door Lock Area B and is 0-3-2-0. Once in the Central Elevator, you’ll have to input another code at each of the four terminals surrounding the elevator. The codes are as follows: Address A: 2Address B: 4Address C: 8Address D: 5After entering these codes, SEARCH the area to the right of Address A. You will then be able to activiate the elevator and proceed further.

Stones Of Dawn, Dusk And Darkness

If you go to Shevat (the UFO country), go into the old capital area. If you wander around you will find a store full of Chu-Chus. Go onto the balcony and talk to the pink Chu-Chu on top of the light cone (you have to jump and hit [X] when you touch her), she will tell you about Light, Darkness, and Dawn. She is giving you a clue to where to find the Stones of Dawn, Dusk, and Darkness.To get the Dark Stone, go down the elevator in the Chu-Chu store and go out of the door. You’ll meet an old woman who will sell you some Spider Web (unless you got the web in the beginning of the game) and tell you to fish in the fountain. Go back to where you came out of, jump to the top of the fountain, and hit [X].Fei will pull up a fish with the Dark Stone in it’s mouth. Now, go to the ruined house in the old capital. In the first room there is a doll on the table by the door. It is holding the Dusk Stone. Now go outside onto the main part of the saucer (with the angel statue and the red things). Go as far as you can in the direction the statue is facing and search. You now have the Dawn Stone.Go back to the old capital and step on the circular stone under the arch. Now hit [X] and choose to go down. Go down the staircase, out the door, and go to the elevator pad you can see. Step on, activate it, and Fei will put the three stones in it. The pad will now take you to a secret room. Search the two lowest tables. One has a Chu-Chu idol that Chu-Chu can equip when she joins you, and the other one has a ton of goodies.

Secret Inscription

On the second disc, after Emeralda has grown, take her to Citan’s house in the mountains and go into the shed behind the house (where you saw that big music box at the beginning of the game). Check the sides of the box a couple of times and you will read a secret inscription

Perfect Items

To get the most powerful weapons for Citan & Bart, and the best armor for your female members you need to EQUIP Trader Card (which you get by defeating Hammer) on Fei and fight Dragon on the Duneman Isle. After you beat it you will get large amount of experience points and an item. The ones I found were: 1. Death Adder (Bart)2. Moyomo sword ( Citan)3. Kaiser helmet (any male party member)4. Blessed helmet (female)5. Blessed armor (female)

Music Test

Just after beating “The Champ” Rico at the arena, head over to the Wildcat Bar in the Civilian Area in Kislev. You’ll find Big Joe standing near an alley. He’ll ask you for 5000 G to show you something cool. Give him the gold, but he’ll take it and run. Let him have it. Later, after the air raid by Aveh, you’ll see Big Joe in the city map. He’ll apologize for ganking your gold and tell you to look in the alley again. You’ll find the M Disc, which you can play in the juke box in the Wildcat.

Midori’s Ring

I’ve seen some of the FAQs that mentions Midori’s ring which can be found behind the flower bed at Citan’s house. In the earlier part of the game, Fei would not give the ring to Midori.However, after Shevat has crashed. Talk to Midori (in the queen’s old bedroom). you will exchange the ring with her. She will give you hercules ring that when worned would increase the XP you gain by 50%.Incidently, you can also get that ring from the Chu Chu’s room in shevat (where the old chu chu was yapping about his ancient treasures). just go in front of the gear parts stall and take the lift to go up. search the two tables.Of course the crashed shevat changes from time to time. so after exploring the continent, regularly come back to check out shevat again. behind the gear counter, there is a hole. go through there and the man hole that follows to find your self in a gigantic warehouse. there you meet a man that will offer to create a weapon to destroy Dues. of course that weapon is none other than Citan’s sword.The above tips are for disc 2. but this one works when you get ygdrassil (sand cruiser, sea cruiser or flying cruiser). you land somewhere, get your gears damaged or run out of fuel and etc. go back to the ygdrassil and then press square to enter inside the ship. if you know check your menu, you will see that your gears are fully restored. you MUST however enter the ship. just pressing X and climbing on the ship does not work.

Kijin Sword

At the episode “First and Last”, you will find yourself in the Snowfield Hideout. Citan must be in your party. Find the Gearshop and there you will find a passage way. At the end of the passage, you’ll find a hole. Enter it and you’ll find a man in a large area. Unequip the Kishin Sword from Fenrir then talk to that man. After a bit long talk he will present to you the enhanced Kishin Sword now known as KIJIN

Infinite Ammo For Billy (and Renmazou)

To get infinite ammo for Billy first you will need 2 guns. Simply equip a different gun then re-equip your other gun, the ammo you used is as if you had not used it at all. (NOTE: This only works for his triangle attack.)

Help On Beating Calamity

At the end of the Stalactite Cave you will meet a huge Gear. Not a happy camper, Calamity the Gear will be a large problem. Make sure Fei and Bart are on high levels (20-25), even though it is still hard to win at that. Have Bart cast Wild Smile on Calamity, making it hard for him to hit you with any of his physical attacks. Next, hit him with all your ten point attacks, and save your energy until your gear power is at level one. Use your best level one combos for both Fei and Bart, hopefully huting the huge gear. Keep in mind that Calamity has 2500 Hp. It will take a while to wear him down. Don’t be so happy about how much he can hurt you,his missle attack will still hit you a whopping 400-500 damage, not giving you much time. But if it ever comes to this, use Fei’s Guided Shot as your last defense.

Get The Deathblow Item

When you are on the Thames, you will encounter people who challenge you to a game that is similar to speed. If you win against all the people located in the Beer hall and the Supply Grounds, go to the Armor grounds and play against the female who is standing with two men. If you bet her, she will give you a deathblow item for your gear. This item will allow you to do a deathblow attack.

Elly’s Power Spells

This is how to make elly an super power. 1. buy the ether doubler at nisan (38k) 2. get power magic (gear parts) from somewhere 3. equip elly with the ether doubler and her gear with the power magic and her weakest spells take off 1000+ at the least.Try putting 2 or 3 power magics on her and see where it leads! *note* you must be in gear for this to work!

Easy Deathblow Training

There are at least 2 enemys that will let you practice your deathblow combos all you want. The creature named Phobia in the ‘Ethos’ dig site (right after getting billys gear.) The creature Dorothy in solaris (before it blows up.) Those 2 creatures will get healed everytime you strike them with a melee attack. Make sure you have a healer in your party and just keep doing the deathblow moves over and over and over.Once you’ve learned all the techniques you desire, simply cast a healing spell on the monster to kill it.

Defeating Ramsus

Make sure you have plenty of aquasols or omegasols before going into battle. When fighting Ramsus, he uses a MIRROR MODE maneuver. Don’t attack him or your hits will miss – just defend and if you have Fei you can try using Fei’s GUIDED SHOT attack. This attack only uses 1 HP but it will knock Ramsus down and he might remove his MIRROR MODE, allowing you to get in some serious butt-kicking. He has about 200HP

Defeating Hammer

This is a useful tip for playing disk 2 of Xenogears. At the dungeon where Rico gets his new gear, there’s this monster called Hamar, who self-destructs after he glows red. The explosion is lethal but the party can escape before Hamar blows up.However, the trick here is to kill him before he blows up and he will give a special item which increases the rate of receiving rare items. (Actually, it goes to 100%.) The way to do it is to reserve some infinity or level 3 attacks until he turns red. Once he starts glowing, give it all to him. (Booster helps too!)With the special item equipped, go to any forest & fight white snails. These creatures were plentiful in disk 1 but now they are quite rare. Killling these creatures gives the speed belt (helps gears & human battles). Besides this, there are many other special items/equipment carried by monsters.submitted

Defeating Deus

This tip is the first confrontation that occurs 1/2 into Disc 2)During Disc 2, you’ll come across a huge “alien life form that had been petrified for thousands of years”. This is Deus. Your first indication is to slash the hell out of this thing. This is impossible, since Deus will recharge by 20,000 of it’s 40,000 Hit Points. The tactics here are to quickly hit Deus with your best fighter (let’s say Fenrir). Now, wait for a while as Deus may hit your characters numerous times while also using an attack that will spell his own death. His attack that cuts you HP to half.Keep waiting while Deus uses this attack on himself. When he uses it and the HP he loses is one that the level 1 combo of our Fenrir can equal, whack him with our good friend. Deus will die quickly. If you miss or your attack does not kill, just await your death as his HP will rise by 20,000 and any of his attacks will kill you (unless you recharge).

Change Gears Quickly

When you are on the world map or a place that you can use your Gears, press L2+R2 and you can hop in and out without going to the menu.

Boss Fight Miang

NOTE: This may be a spoiler for some of you.] After defeating Ramsus for the last time. when Deus is about to be ressurected again, you will be taken into battle with Miang. Her attack ranges from 0-5000 HP about every 4 turns. If you are hurting from your battle with Ramsus that is OK. Start charging your gears as soon as you start the fight with Miang. As long as you don’t attack she will only hit you for 0 HP this will enable you to restore your Fuel, and also your HP before you begin attacking. Once your gears are restored to about 15000 HP and at least 1000 Fuel attack using X with one person per round between Miangs attacks. It will hit her for about 1400 – 1700. Then, when she attacks you it will hit for about 250. Keep doing this until everyone is at attack level 3 then let her have it – she will die. And thus, this becomes a very easy battle. the easiest one in the game. 🙂

Adult Emerelda And Free Money

After Shevat crashes to earth and all the continents are messed up, in about the middle there will be a fairly large fairly empty contenint. However, there will be a lighthouse – go into it and Citan will say something then go in the door (bring Emerelda with you for something extra!). Once you’re in the big city, just wander aruond untill Fei says something like “we can get out of our gears and proceed on foot.” (he always says this by a door to a building). So do just that, get out of your gears and head into the light. In one of the rooms the “heroic” music will be playing and Big Joe will be standing there selling items and (exeptionally good) gear parts. There will be a few chests – take whats in em’ and sell it to Big Joe. Then leave, come back and the chests will be there again. Take, sell, reapeat as necesary. For the extra thing with emerelda, in your wandering Fei will say “lets get out of our gears bla bla bla” and there won’t be a door nearby. If you look closely at the ground you’ll see a hole which you can go in. Go down the tunnels and you’ll find yourself in a subway tunnel. Go in the train and examine the front of it to get a z-charger. Exit the train and head up the stairs. Proceed to the end of this room and watch the scene. Emerelda will grow into a full grown woman!

Cheats

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Unlockables

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Easter eggs

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Glitches

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Guides

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