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4vanaa · 3 months ago

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—PILOT “Family Dinner (Or Whatever This Is)” outer banks modern family au

[It’s family dinner night at Pope and Cleo’s house—an attempt at a civilized gathering that, predictably, turns into an absolute disaster before it even starts. Each family is scrambling to get ready, kids are causing havoc, and in classic Modern Family fashion, the confessionals, give us an inside look at just how unhinged this crew really is.]

[LO: CAMERON HOUSEHOLD]

The camera cuts to Rafe standing in the living room, staring at a screaming Poppy (3), who has decided she doesn’t want to wear clothes. Milo (10) is sitting on the couch, fully dressed but casually eating a Pop-Tart, while Ava (15) is still upstairs, refusing to come down.

CONFESSIONAL Rafe & You

YOU: deadpan “We’re supposed to leave in five minutes.”

RAFE: chuckling, gesturing to the mess behind him “Yeah… that’s not happening.”

YOU: “Ava won’t come downstairs, Poppy is running around naked, and Milo—” glares off-camera“—MILO, STOP FEEDING THE DOG CHIPS.”

RAFE: shrugs “At least the dog’s eating.”

—Cut to Ava upstairs, dramatically lying on her bed, scrolling on her phone.

CONFESSIONAL Ava

AVA: “I don’t even know why we have these family dinners. Every time, someone storms out, someone cries, and last time Uncle JJ almost set the backyard on fire.” pause “It was kind of iconic, though.”

—Smash cut to Rafe yelling up the stairs, “AVA, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE OR YOU’RE GROUNDED.”

CONFESSIONAL Poppy

POPPY: grinning, wearing fairy wings and no pants “Daddy said a bad word.”

[LO: MAYBANK HOUSEHOLD]

The Maybank house is too calm, which is a bad sign. Jax (7) is fully dressed but covered in dirt, while Maya (12) is filming a TikTok dance in the kitchen. Kai (16), still shirtless, is texting someone suspiciously while JJ is making nachos instead of getting dressed.

CONFESSIONAL Kiara & JJ

KIARA: “JJ doesn’t understand the concept of—” hand quotes “— getting ready.”

JJ: mouth full of nachos “That’s because dinner is at seven, and it is currently—” checks phone “—not seven.”

KIARA: death glare

Meanwhile, Jax is whispering something to Milo(who is FaceTiming him), clearly planning some kind of mischief.

CONFESSIONAL Jax & Maya

JAX: grinning mischievously “Milo and I are bringing stink bombs.”

MAYA: rolling her eyes “This is why we’re never invited anywhere nice.”

—Cut to Kiara snatching JJ’s nachos, forcing him upstairs. Kai is still standing there, texting, when Kiara calls him out—

KIARA: “Kai. Shirt. Now.”

KAI: grinning “Ava likes this one.”

JJ: (off-screen): “Damn right she does—OW! KIE!”

[LO: ROUTLEDGE HOUSEHOLD]

Sarah is running around, trying to wrangle Lily (9) & Bennett (4) into their shoes, while Carter (14) is sitting on the counter, eating chips, and doing absolutely nothing to help. John B is... well, he’s looking for his shoes.

CONFESSIONAL John B & Sarah

SARAH: exasperated “We’re late every. Single. Time.”

JOHN B: defensive “Okay, but, like, time is a social construct.”

SARAH: “Tell that to Cleo when we show up forty-five minutes late and she glares at us until we die.”

—Smash cut to Carter smirking.

CONFESSIONAL Carter

CARTER: “Mom and Dad are always late. I don’t even try to get ready until at least ten minutes after they freak out. At this point, it’s a science.”

[LO: HEYWARD HOUSEHOLD]

Pope and Cleo are setting up dinner, the only responsible people in the entire family. Zara (13) is helping, while Jude (8) is sneakily trying to set up a booby trap near the front door.

CONFESSIONAL Pope & Cleo

POPE: stressed “This is a simple dinner. Why is that impossible?”

CLEO: deadpan “Because we’re related to crazy people.”

The doorbell rings. It’s Topper, who has arrived early with Finn (15) & Ruby (6).

CONFESSIONAL Topper

TOPPER: smug “I don’t know why it’s so hard for everyone to be on time. My family runs like a well-oiled machine.”

—Cut to Ruby throwing a juice box at Finn’s head while he scrolls through his phone, completely unfazed.

༝ Your family shows up fifteen minutes late, and Poppy is still wearing fairy wings (but now has pants).

༝ JJ & Kiara’s kids immediately run off with Jax’s stink bombs.

༝ John B & Sarah arrive last(again), and Cleo just glares at them.

༝ Ruby and Bennett start a war over the last dinner roll.

༝ Ava & Kai are flirting, which makes Rafe visibly twitch.

༝ Jude’s booby trap actually works, and Topper gets hit with a bucket of water.

CONFESSIONAL Pope

POPE: staring blankly at the camera, wine glass in hand “I hate them all.”

CONFESSIONAL JJ & Rafe

JJ: “See, this is why we don’t try to be responsible.”

RAFE: “You don’t try because you’re lazy.”

JJ: grinning “And yet, here we are. Surviving. Thriving. Watching Topper get hit with a bucket.”

—Cut to Topper still dripping wet, cursing under his breath as Ruby and Bennett cackle.

CONFESSIONAL Poppy & Bennett

POPPY: whispers “Uncle Barry said this family is crazy.”

BENNETT: nodding seriously “Uncle Barry is right.”

—Smash cut to Barry arriving fashionably late with a six-pack of beer and a bag of chips, looking at the disaster in front of him.

CONFESSIONAL Barry

BARRY: grinning “Yeah, this is exactly why I don’t have kids.”

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m00ntunaart · 2 months ago

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Mandalorian characters as Wings Of Fire dragons? Uh, YES PLEASE.

Welcome to stage 5 of "MoonTuna draws the most self indulgent nonsense that no one asked for".

But anyways, yeah! My rambling thoughts on the characters and this AU:

Din Djarin (NightWing):

I imagine Din as NightWing because in this AU I picture the Death Watch/Children Of The Watch as the NightWing Tribe. And after the Death Watch’s war against the other Mandalorians, they go into hiding on the volcano island (like the NightWings do in the WOF books).

And Din is the tribe’s Beroya (Hunter), so he’s one of the few selected from the tribe to leave the island through the hidden tunnels to go back to Pyrrhia to hunt food for the tribe.

During one of these trips I imagine he find Grogu! Who in this AU is a human (scavenger)! Because if everyone is dragons in this AU, then it just makes sense that Grogu is the human instead lol. Plus then Grogu is still small enough to be in a satchel Din carries around, like in the show.

But Grogu still has his Jedi powers in this AU. Which has never been seen before in humans. Thus ‘The Mandalorian’ type shenanigans where Din takes Grogu around trying to figure out WTH is up with this infant human.

(Also side note: in this AU I still picture there being Jedi/force sensitive dragons (the Jedi Order probably works similar to The Jade Mountain Academy. Where the Jedi are from all the tribes and live in the Jade Mountain.

Also in this AU NightWings DO have their mind reading/future seeing powers. But like in the books, they loose them once they move to the island and don’t know why.

ALSO ALSO Animus still exists! But they work more like Force Sensitive where it’s just born in some dragons, and isn’t necessarily hereditary. And it’s SUPER rare. So rare that many believe Animus’s don’t exist. (I imagine Anakin Skywalker is the first Animus in centuries))

Cobb Vanth (Sand Wing):

Cobb is super straight forward. He’s a SandWing because he’s a cowboy from Tatooine. Of course he’s SandWing. Though in this AU I imagine he’s a lot like Thorn from the books, in that he’s the Marshal/leader of a town (Freetown) in the desert that isn’t under the Sand Kingdom’s rule. Also I imagine he’s one of the first dragons Din meets when he goes out on his journey to find information on Grogu. (Since the tunnels from the NightWing Island to the Rain Forest to the Sand Kingdom are all connected basically).

Boba Fett (MudWing):

Okay so Boba just had to be a MudWing. He had to be. Though it was less because of Boba’s character and more because he’s a clone. The clones all being close to each other, having battalions, and calling each other brothers? Uh, that’s like MudWings in the books to a TEA. So yeah, the clone troopers in this AU are MudWings, hence Boba also is a MudWing lol. Though I also liked it because older Boba Fett (and the older clones we see in the shows) are a lot bulkier and muscled with age. They get DILF bodies is what I’m saying lol (except for like Hunter apparently, he gets to keep his twink dad body). So the big MudWing body type works well for Boba and the clones.

Fennec Shand (RainWing):

Fennec to me was a RainWing MOSTLY because as an assassin, her being able to camouflage and make herself look like other dragons was super RainWing coded. Plus having the subtle but deadly RainWing venom just matched her energy so much. Plus I love the idea that Fennec is kinda a “outcast” in RainWing society. Her ‘resting’ colors are dark, she knows how to fight and kill and LIKES it. She left the Rain Forest because the RainWing life style was nothing like her personality (very Glory from WOF like). Plus it plays into the idea that no one expects her to be dangerous or competent because she’s a RainWing, and then she murders you violently while still looking like a goddess (is my Fennec love showing yet? lol). Plus it’s why she and Boba get along, he treats her from the start like the dangerous criminal she is, and not like some ditsy RainWing. Also idk how Boba and Fennec taking over Jabba the Hutt’s palace works in this AU, but if so Fennec is definitely the one mainly running the show from behind the scenes. She was born to micromanage.

#star wars #star wars fanart #sw fanart #the mandalorian #the mandalorian fanart #the book of boba fett #din djarin #din djarin fanart #cobb vanth #cobb vanth fanart #boba fett #boba fett fanart #fennec shand #fennec shand fanart #grogu #baby yoda #wings of fire #wings of fire au #star wars au

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borathae · 4 months ago

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Cozy Nights

"The most perfect thing about winter are all the cozy nights in you can have with your loves."

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Vampires!AU, Magic!AU, Slice of Life Fluff, Polyamory!AU

Warnings: nothing just cozy moments, Kook is having a little bit of a foggy brain day and seeks comfort in them, hihi i love this throuple <3

Wordcount: 1.4k

a/n: honestly? koo is me, i am koo in this story hahaha my brain is also fog rn. and i also want to go to my two loves and get back scratches :( but alas i am not, which is a crime tbfh. have fun besties, enjoy this lil fluff story as i am still fighting my way through my wips 🧡

Jungkook doesn’t knock, but maybe he should have. There are two reasons why he didn’t know. He is so used to being welcome in Yoongi’s wing that he forgot. And he is currently thinking of his last hunt, which means he forgot. Basically, he forgot. Bear with him, Jungkook really has his mind full lately.

Jungkook didn’t knock before entering Yoongi’s bedroom, but maybe he should have. You are with him. You and Yoongi are sitting on the fur rug by the fire. A game is laid out between you and him and you seem to share some wine. Slow R&B is playing on the radio. An empty snack plate is by your hip. You and he stopped in your game to look at Jungkook.

“Oh? Oh sorry, I didn’t knock”, Jungkook gasps. “Should I leave?”

“No, it’s okay”, you assure him.

“Stay.”

“Okay. Uhm. Can I sit with you?”

“No bun, you have to sit by the bed.”

Jungkook nods his head in understanding and walks to the bed.

“What? Baby, I was being sarcastic. Come here”, Yoongi says.

“Oh? Sorry, I didn’t get that. My brain’s kinda foggy tonight.”

“Why? What’s up?”

“I don’t know. I guess I’m just overwhelmed for no reason”, Jungkook says and sits down between you and Yoongi.

“I’m sorry to hear that, sweetie”, you say, rubbing his knee soothingly.

“Thanks”, Jungkook says and grins shyly.

“Want some wine to take the edge off?” Yoongi offers.

“Yeah, thanks.”

Yoongi stands up to get a third glass from his drink display. While he is gone, Jungkook scans his eyes over the game. He gives up trying to understand it after a few seconds.

“I see this and my head’s about to burst”, he says, rubbing his eyes.

“Gosh you”, you chuckle fondly. “It’s a fun game.”

“What do you have to do? It looks like a crime scene.”

“It is a crime scene. There are different cards and each card has a murder case on it, which you have to solve with the clues. You figure out the clues as you move the figure over the board until you find the murderer. It’s addicting. Yoongi and I already played through three of these game boxes.”

“We have. We’re expert detectives these days.”

You and Yoongi exchange a soft, giddy look. Jungkook likes witnessing it.

“Mhm, sounds like fun but also like way too much thinking. My neurons are fried tonight, seriously”, he says.

“Here, drink. Maybe it’ll make it easier”, Yoongi offers the wine and sits down.

Jungkook accepts it, drinking it by sipping on it.

You take a sip of your wine as well then lean over the game board to inspect the room the figure is currently in.

“Look Yoongi, there is a red dot in the right corner.”

“Red dot. Wait, I saw a red dot on one of the hint cards”, Yoongi says and picks up the card you already managed to collect.

Jungkook stays with you and him, watching you play the game. It is relaxing to share this moment together. You and Yoongi have really relaxing voices when you talk with each other. It is done with so much love and care and never really goes above a certain level of volume. Jungkook swears that it helps his overstimulated mind calm down.

The only time you and Yoongi are a little louder is when you solve the murder and you high five each other. Jungkook is resting in the fur rug by now, eyes heavy and fingers mindlessly playing with the strands of fur. His body is spread out, resting on his tummy which gives you the perfect angle to scratch his back. Jungkook swears that he is floating on fluffy clouds right now. This is heaven.

“So now what? Another crime?” Yoongi suggests, pouring himself another glass of wine.

“I think I’m done with murders for a night. Besides, we should conserve it, otherwise we’re gonna finish the box in two days again.”

“Fine, you’re right”, he says and pouts.

“Hey, don’t pout. Just ‘cause we finished the game, doesn’t mean it’s over. Now comes the best part.”

“The best part?”

“Mhm, you know I’m the kinda detective to keep work separate from pleasure. We solved the case, partner. Work’s done.”

Yoongi smiles lopsidedly, chuckling deeply when you climb on his lap and kiss his jawline.

“Princess, we aren’t alone.”

You glance at Jungkook, mouthing at Yoongi’s jawline as you do. Jungkook seems mesmerised, licking his lips repeatedly.

“And? It’s not like it’s something he hasn’t seen before”, you say and lick a path along his jaw until you have his pierced ear under your tongue. You flick the piercing and take it between your teeth, tugging on it. All while you keep looking deep into Jungkook’s dark, pretty eyes.

Yoongi purrs, squeezing your ass in warning.

“Behave.”

“But I’m tired of being the good cop.”

“Well, I’m not.” He says and lifts you off his lap.

“Hmpf, spoilsport”, you mumble with a pout, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

Yoongi grins, cleaning the game.

“Please don’t stop.”

Jungkook’s small, quiet beg draws attention to him. He is making puppy eyes at you, looking so in love.

“Excuse me?” Yoongi asks, cocking his brow up.

“Don’t stop because of me.” Jungkook pouts. “If you stop because of me, I’ll feel sad.”

“No bun, it’s not because of you. I just”, Yoongi sighs in defeat. He shoves the game aside and lowers himself to nibble on Jungkook’s ear.

Jungkook sighs, closing his eyes and chasing his affection.

“Tonight’s such a calm night. Just don’t wanna change the vibes, you know?”

“So it’s not my fault?”

“No bunbun, it’s not your fault.”

Jungkook exhales in relief, melting deeper into the rug.

Yoongi sits up and leans close to kiss your neck. You chase the affection, closing your eyes for it.

“And it’s not your fault either, princess. Okay?”

“I know.” You smile at him. “I like this vibe too.”

Yoongi retorts the smile before shifting his attention back to the game. He begins cleaning it up again, while you put your attention on scratching Jungkook’s back with two hands.

It feels so good to him that he starts purring, eyes closed and lips parted.

“This feels good”, he whispers.

“Yes?”

“Mh-hm.”

“Then I’ll keep doing it.”

While you are busy giving Jungkook the best head scratches ever, Yoongi makes it his job to clean up the wine glasses as well. He disappears to the kitchen for it, leaving you and Jungkook alone.

The latter peels his eyes open, scanning the room.

“Did hyung leave?”

“Yup. He just can’t sit still. If there’s a mess, he needs to clean it.”

“Don’t be too mad at him for that. I understand him. It’s difficult to have mess around you when you are so used to the mess being dead bodies.”

“I know, I’m not mad at all. Kookie, are you okay?”

“I don’t know. I think today wasn’t a good day. I, I went hunting with Tae and Jimin and I ripped through a deer. It messed me up.”

“Gosh, I’m sorry to hear this, sweetie. Don’t beat yourself up about it, everyone can have bad days.”

“Yeah well, your bad days mean faulty magic. Mine means turning into a homicidal killer.” He instantly looks at you with guilty eyes. “I’m sorry. This sounded insensitive. Your bad days are valid too.”

“I know you didn’t mean it like that.”

“What’s the matter?”

You let Jungkook answer Yoongi’s question because he deserves to speak for himself.

“I ripped through a deer today, hyung. I feel so bad because of it.”

“Don’t feel bad, bunbun. You’re still learning to adjust. I’m sure that you’ll do better again tomorrow.”

“You think so?”

“I do. You’re my babyboy after all.”

“Oh my god, shut up”, Jungkook gasps and hides away in the rug, giggling to himself and kicking his feet.

Yoongi chuckles, ruffling his hair.

“Now, what do you two say to dinner and a movie?”

“Min Yoongi, are you suggesting a movie date?” you say.

“I am. Loud and proud. Kook needs a distraction and you need food.”

“Fine, I’d love to have dinner and watch a movie”, you coo.

“Me too. But please no meat. I’ve had enough of that today”, Jungkook says, making you and Yoongi laugh. He grins, joining your laughter moments later.

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jinxedjay · 29 days ago

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tf2 fandom do we like AU designs?? halloween pyro be upon ye (more info under the cut!)

hi first of all thank you for continuing to read. anyways!

this is um. halloween pyro! they're roughly based around the concept of halloween bosses. most so monoculus for the concept of "team member is cursed during the holiday"

i don't know why they were cursed (yet) but the gist is more or less "this is what most of your team sees you as, lol" so yes there is absolutely emotional weight to this guy other than "heehoo big monster go brrr"

they're not evil so much as just extremely agitated from the physical, mental, and emotional stress. i too would throttle the nearest person to me at any given moment if there was suddenly fire burning under my skin and also Cracked Open Skull Mouth.

design notes! for funsies!

the suspenders in the back are meant to imitate a stereotypical devil tail!

overall their design is meant to invoke a demon. i was going to add horns but decided against it last minute

i wanted to keep their design as ambiguous as base! no mask removal no suit removal. just some creature features poking through.

another thing i almost added - that back flame was gonna have wings! i thought the design ended up a bit too crowded with them though :[

the gradients on the claws/tongue/mask lens are meant to invoke the literal burning fire within them!

this one is maybe a bit more goofy but the shoulder decals being replaced with the flames is intended to be a reference to like. hot rods. you know that cosmetic set pyro has themed around hot rods? yeah it's that. i'm not immune to flame decals.

anyways this was highly experimental but i had a lot of fun with the design! will i put them on artfight? maybe! either way, thanks for sticking around on this post because i had a lot of thoughts HJKJHKFSHFD,,,,

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 pyro #pyro tf2 #jinxedart

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 1 year ago

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Small Talk // Ethan Landry*

request: none

prompts: none

summary: ethan was never one for one night stands, hell he’d never had sex before at all. but after catching your eye at a party, all his inhibitions are thrown out the window.

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, p in v, oral (m receiving), one night stand, language, alcohol consumption, ethan being a smidgen of a perv, virgin!ethan, sub!ethan, dom!reader, slight dry humping, ethan being insecure

word count: 4.7k

a/n: fem!reader, no ghostface au

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She's been lookin' at me all night

I'm terrified, I know why, baby

She's got the wrong crazy

Ethan shifted uncomfortably as he became increasingly aware of your gaze on him. All night, he kept seeing you around the party he was reluctantly dragged to, and your eyes were always trained on him. And now, here you were, leaning against the wall with a red plastic cup in hand, staring straight at him. Ethan turned away, his face growing hot from your constant attention.

“We gotta get you out there. Better introduce you to some girls,” Chad said, snapping Ethan out of his internal panic.

“What?”

Chad took Ethan’s confusion as reluctance, and just kept on speaking. “How about them?” he asked, pointing at you. “They’ve been staring at you practically all night. It looks like you might have an admirer.”

Ethan shook his head in disbelief. “What? No! They’re- they’re probably just judging how dorky I look in this,” he said, gesturing to his costume.

Chad rolled his eyes. “What are you talking about man? Look at you, you’re a snack! You’re practically an entire meal on your own!”

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah, you just gotta get yourself out there. And they already seem interested in you, so go talk to them!”

“No! No- Chad, I can’t!”

Chad ignored Ethan’s protests, and looked over towards you. “Hey! Fairy costume!” Chad said, waving you over.

Oh, I see the moon in her eyes

I'm paralyzed, she's not my baby

She's got the wrong crazy

You walked over to the two of them, raising an eyebrow in either confusion or intrigue, Ethan couldn’t tell. You had this confidence about you that made Ethan’s head spin. You were so sure of yourself, and you carried yourself like you knew you were hot. A teasing smile appeared on your face as you neared.

“You called?” you asked.

Ethan felt his breath catch in his throat as he looked at you. You were stunning. Short fluffy purple dress, purple heels that had straps wrapping around your leg and tying at your knee, and small white wings. You had glitter in your hair and wore purple eyeshadow and lipstick. You had almost seemed… magical.

“My friend here, he’s a snack, right?” Chad asked, slapping Ethan on the chest.

Your lips curved up into a smile as you trailed your eyes up and down Ethan. You placed your cup to your lips and tilted your head back, downing the rest of what was in the cup. Then you nodded, which made Ethan’s face turn red.

“Oh, definitely.”

You winked at Ethan before heading off to the kitchen to get a refill.

“See you around, cutie,” you said, looking over your shoulder at him before you disappeared from sight.

Like wolves, we run wild, let passion get too much

Let ourselves get burned by the fire

We're walking on wire, but nothin' feels higher

When I see that look in your eyes

Chad smiled proudly, turning to look at Ethan again. “See? What’d I tell you man? They’re so interested in you!”

Ethan nodded, not entirely listening to what Chad was saying. He was still in a daze. You winked at him and called him cutie, which was too much for his attention deprived brain to handle. His heart was pounding, his head was spinning, and there was only one thought on his mind. You.

“What do I do? Do- do I go after them? I- I’m not sure wh-”

Chad laughed softly, placing a hand on Ethan’s shoulder. “Calm down, man. Don’t do anything just yet. You’ll see them around again. Wait until they come to you. You don’t want to seem too desperate.”

“But I am desperate.”

“Maybe. But you don’t need to let them know that. The party’s just beginning. Relax. Let loose. Have fun. And sooner or later, you’re gonna run into them again.”

Ethan nodded, taking in Chad’s words. He was right. All Ethan had to do was wait. You seemed interested, and you acted like you wanted to see him again. If you actually were interested in him, you’d come find him again. Hopefully, Ethan would be able to wait that long.

Tell me what you want because you know I want it too

Let's skip all the small talk and go straight up to your room

I've been thinkin' what I'd do when I'm alone with you

Just say nothin', small talk only gets in the way

Almost an hour passed, and Ethan was getting anxious. Chad had gone upstairs with Tara a few minutes ago for, as he put it, “playtime”. Of course Ethan knew what he had meant by that, but the way Chad phrased it just made him so deeply uncomfortable.

So now, Ethan was standing alone in a corner, still completely sober, his eyes wandering the room looking for you. He so desperately wanted to see you again, to talk to you, to even get your name. Technically, he was hoping for a whole lot more. But he knew that realistically something like that would never happen. Especially not for him. And definitely not when it was you.

Yet, he still couldn’t stop thinking about you. The way you carried yourself, how you looked in that dress, the way you seemed to sparkle under the LED lights taped to the ceiling. What he wouldn’t give for a chance with you. He barely even knew you, and yet he wanted you more than he’s ever wanted someone before.

He longed to hold your hand, to kiss your lips, and to kiss… other places. He wanted to run his fingers over your delicate skin, touching your most intimate places and making you fall apart at his own doing. He couldn’t stop himself from wondering what you were wearing under your dress. Did it match your costume like everything else you wore did? Were you even wearing anything underneath it at all? It took all his self restraint to not get hard at just the mere thought of you.

And then, the most incredible thing happened. You walked into the room, and you were walking straight towards Ethan.

Turn around, she walkin' to me

I can't believe she's not my baby

Won't someone come save me?

Ethan’s eyes widened a bit and he stood up straighter, trying not to appear as small as he felt. You had a small smile on your face and a playful glint in your eyes. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. This had to be a dream. Or a joke. He just couldn’t rationalize how someone as beautiful as you could even spare someone like him a second glance. And yet, here you were, standing in front of him, without a single hint of malice in your being.

“I never caught your name.”

“Wh-what?” Ethan asked, cursing himself for stuttering and appearing like a fool.

“Your name?” you repeated, still smiling sweetly.

“Oh! Uhm, it’s Ethan,” he replied, his voice trembling slightly.

“Nice to meet you, Ethan. I’m y/n.”

“Wow,” he said, his eyes widening in horror immediately after.

You let out a soft laugh, the sound making Ethan’s heart soar. It didn’t sound ill-intentioned, rather it seemed you were laughing with him, even though he hadn’t said anything funny.

“Uh- I- I meant that uh-... y/n is a really pretty name,” he said, trying to fix the situation despite the fact that it hadn’t been ruined in the first place.

“Thanks.” You smiled at him, and Ethan felt dizzy at the sight. He had made you smile, and knowing that made him feel like he was floating.

“I- I don’t want to sound rude or anything, but why have you been staring at me all night?” Ethan asked, somehow gaining a very small boost of confidence.

“You’re cute. Plus I like your costume. It’s from Murder Party, right?”

Ethan’s jaw practically dropped when he heard your words. “You- you’ve seen it?!”

You nodded, an amused giggle spilling from your lips. “Yeah! Only like once or twice. Not my favorite horror movie, but it was still pretty good.”

If Ethan was infatuated with you before, he was full on head-over-heels in love with you now. Not only were you absolutely stunning, willingly talking to him, and extremely nice, but you had also seen his favorite movie of all time and liked it! He hadn’t even met another person who’s seen Murder Party before, let alone enjoyed it. You were unlike any person that he had ever met before, and he couldn’t wait to know more.

Oh, you see the fool in my mind

Can't run and hide with your stare on me

Look what you're doing to me

“Look, I don’t wanna be too forward, but would you wanna come upstairs with me?” you asked, the slight bit of innocence in your eyes disappearing.

“Wh-what…?” Ethan said, his face lighting up red and his ability to breathe becoming increasingly more difficult.

“You can’t be so oblivious that you haven’t seen how I’ve been looking at you, right? And I’ve seen the way you’re looking at me, not to mention you’ve been staring at my tits for the past few minutes.”

Ethan somehow turned even more red. “What? No- no I wasn’t. I- I swear-”

You shrugged. “Don’t worry about it. I don’t mind,” you smiled teasingly. “Clearly, you want me and I’ve been very obvious about my attraction towards you. So, why don’t we go do something about it?”

Ethan was in complete disbelief. “Are- are you sure? I mean, are you sure you want me? I’m… I’m nothing special. There’s so many better guys here that you could easily get. Why would you want… me?”

“I don’t want any other guys. Right now, I want you. If you’re not interested, don’t worry, I won’t bring it up again. But if you are… I’m gonna show you the best time of your life. So what’s it gonna be, cutie?”

I wanna run wild, let passion get too much

Let ourselves get burned by the fire

We're walking on wire, but nothin' feels higher

When I see that look in your eyes

After a few moments of complete shock, Ethan nodded in agreement. You smiled and reached out to grab his hand, walking over to the staircase and leading him behind you. He was shaking a bit and his heart was almost beating out of his chest. He was so nervous he could barely form words. But he’d also never been this excited before.

He felt time stop when you touched his hand. And the way you were looking at him, he could barely control himself. He could already feel his throbbing erection straining against the confines of his jeans. Part of him didn’t think this was real. That he was actually about to lose his virginity in a bedroom at a frat party to the hottest person he’s ever seen. It felt like straight out of a wet dream.

But as you pulled him into an empty bedroom and locked the door before dragging him over to the bed and pushing him to sit on it, he was pulled back to reality. This was actually happening. You were actually here. You were real.

You placed your hand on his cheek, or rather against his cardboard helmet, guiding him to look up at you. “Hey, are you alright? You look a bit freaked. It’s fine if you’ve changed your mind. I don’t want you to feel pressured into something you don’t want to do.”

Ethan quickly shook his head. “No, I do want to do this. Trust me, I really do. It’s just…”

You tilted your head in confusion when he trailed off. “Just what?”

The question made Ethan tense up, making him appear even more nervous. But he couldn’t see a way around it, so he squeezed his eyes shut and just blurted it out. “I’m a virgin.”

“Oh,” you said, with almost no tone in your voice.

Ethan was too scared to open his eyes, worried he’d see disgust. Or worse, what if you laughed at him? He felt the presence of your hand move away from the side of his face and his heart sank. Great. His only opportunity to be with someone and he blew it. But then he felt his cardboard helmet being gently lifted off of his head. And he opened his eyes.

You placed the helmet down on the bedside table, being careful not to damage it. For some reason, Ethan felt his heart warm at the sight of you being so gentle with it. When you turned to face him again, Ethan felt immediate relief when he was met with the same kindness and warmth you held in your eyes.

“That’s okay. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. It’s entirely up to you.”

“No, I do want this. I’m just nervous. What if I mess up? I don’t want it to be bad for you.”

You smiled softly. “Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ll take the lead. You don’t need to do anything except sit there and look pretty, which you’re already doing.”

Ethan’s face flushed at being called pretty. He nodded slowly as you spoke, eventually becoming a slight bit less nervous.

“Good. And if you ever change your mind and want to stop, just let me know and I will. No questions asked.”

Ethan nodded again, and you smiled down at him. Carefully, you removed each piece of cardboard armor from him, placing them in a small pile on the floor next to the dresser. You slid off your fairy wings before walking back over to him, settling yourself in his lap. You could feel how hard he was underneath you, causing you to smirk down at him.

“Just relax baby, I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

Tell me what you want because you know I want it too

Let's skip all the small talk and go straight up to your room

I've been thinkin' what I'd do when I'm alone with you

Just say nothin', small talk only gets in the way

You draped your arms over his shoulders, leaning closer to him. You felt his hands near your waist, hesitating to actually touch you. You smiled, moving closer to whisper in his ear.

“It’s okay, baby. You can touch me.”

Gently, almost as if he was scared to break you, he rested his hands on your waist. You shifted your weight to rest more comfortably in his lap, brushing over his painfully hard cock during your movements. Ethan gasped at the feeling, his eyes growing wide as he looked up at you. He looked so desperate, his eyes almost pleading you for more. And who were you to deny such a pretty boy?

You leaned in, connecting your lips with his. He whined softly at the feeling, attempting to kiss you back. His lips were sloppy and uncoordinated, his inexperience shining through. But you didn’t mind. His eagerness to kiss you made you ignore the way he seemed to have no idea what to do. You ground your hips down against his own, a strangled noise slipping from his lips.

With his lips slightly parted, you took the opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss. Ethan gasped, slightly taken aback by your actions, but he allowed you to do so nonetheless. He attempted to copy your movements, his tongue meeting with yours, dancing together in such a way that made his mind grow fuzzy.

You pulled away just a bit, biting his bottom lip lightly, before moving back completely. Ethan whimpered at the feeling, the sting from your bite making the pleasure growing deep inside of him all the more prominent.

“Please,” he whispered, his grip on your waist tightening.

“Please what, baby? Gotta tell me what you want,” you replied, a teasing tone in your voice.

“I- I don’t know. I want more. I want you. I- I just- please,” Ethan rambled out, the fuzzy feeling in his mind making it all the more difficult to speak.

You smiled down at him, enjoying the view of him being so completely out of it, and all because of you. Just kissing him had already reduced him to a stuttering, bumbling mess. He looked so very desperate for you, and you felt your pussy throb at the sight.

Just say nothing

Oh, oh, small talk

Just say nothing

Oh, no

Normally, when you had hookups you just fucked and left. No foreplay, no aftercare, just the primal desire to feel good without a care in the slightest about the other person. You had always liked it that way, no strings attached. No feelings. But with Ethan, things were different.

Something about him just drew you in, made you want to know more. Everything about him was mesmerizing, and you never wanted this night to end. So you were going to take your time with him, savor the experience. Not to mention, it was his first time. And you wanted it to be memorable for him. You wanted him to enjoy it.

Pulling him closer, you leaned down to press kisses to his neck and jaw. Your purple lipstick stained his pale, untainted skin. He shivered underneath you, small whimpers and whines of pleasure falling from his lips. You trailed your lips over his delicate skin until you found the spot that really made him squirm. You focused your lips on that spot, sucking harshly, causing his back to arch and a borderline pornographic moan to spill from his not-so innocent mouth.

“Holy- fuck! Oh my- oh my god! I- I,” Ethan rambled, his words slurred from his constant moans and whimpers.

You pulled off with a slight “pop”, a dark reddish-purple bruise on his neck. Your lipstick was now smeared all over your lips and chin, most of it having already rubbed off on Ethan’s lips and neck. His eyes were wide and unfocused, a slight dazed look on his face.

“Such pretty noises, baby.”

Ethan’s face flushed. He opened his mouth to respond but nothing came out. Smiling, you reached forward and grabbed the hem of his shirt, waiting for him to nod before you pulled it off his body. You tossed it aside, turning your attention back towards him, your eyes widening as you looked him over. Ethan looked away nervously, thinking your gaze was one of judgment, and he brought his arms up to cover himself.

“I- I know I’m not that good looking or whatever. It’s- it’s fine if you don’t want to-”

You silenced Ethan by placing a finger against his lips. “You’re absolutely stunning baby. Don’t ever think anything less.”

He looked a bit shocked, but nodded anyway. You moved off his lap and gently pushed him back to lie on the bed. Ethan got the message, moving to lay down in the middle of the bed. You crawled over to him, kneeling in between his legs. You grabbed his hands and tried to move his arms out of the way.

“C’mon. Let me see you. Please?” you asked gently.

Hesitantly, Ethan nodded. He let you move his arms away and he squirmed under your gaze as you admired him. You leaned forward, trailing kisses down his chest and stomach, stopping to run your tongue over his abs. His breath hitched at the sudden feeling of your tongue on his skin, his hands gripping the sheets tightly to ground himself.

Like wolves, we run wild, let passion get too much

Let ourselves get burned by the fire, yeah

You sat back up, placing your hands on his belt.

“Poor baby, you’re so hard. It must be so painful being confined by your jeans. Let me help you baby?”

You posed it as a question, giving him another chance to opt out if he felt this was all too much for him. He nodded, telling you it was okay, and you smiled to yourself. Of course you would’ve stopped if he wanted you to, but you would’ve been gravely disappointed.

You unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, sliding his pants down off his legs. His hard cock being covered by nothing except his boxers, a prominent precum stain on the front. You hadn’t really gotten a good look before, but even slightly covered you could tell he was big. Really big. You felt your mouth water and your pussy clench at the thought of having him inside you.

You reached forward, hooking your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, before his hands shot out to stop you.

“Wait!”

You pulled back immediately, looking a bit concerned. “Is something wrong? Do you want me to stop?”

Ethan shook his head quickly. “No, it’s not that. It’s just- I wanna see you…” His face flushed an even darker red as the words left his mouth.

You smiled down at him teasingly, and you reached behind you to begin unzipping your dress.

“Of course baby,” you said, slipping your dress off and tossing it aside.

Ethan blushed harder, if that was even possible, as he looked up at you in awe. You hadn’t been wearing a bra under your dress, and the only thing left on your body was a purple lacy thong that hardly left anything to the imagination. He almost seemed entranced by you, unable to look away from your body, his eyes practically trained on your tits.

“Is that better, baby?” you asked, a confident smile growing on your face from his reaction.

“Mhm,” he mumbled, his pupils growing larger as he continued to stare at you.

Ethan must’ve really been in a trance, because he didn’t even realize that you had stripped him of his boxers until your tongue was trailing up his cock. He moaned loudly, his back arching at the unfamiliar feeling. Before you, the only thing he had felt on his cock was his own hand. He had never experienced something quite like this before. And it was amazing.

You took his impressive length into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down, stopping every once in a while to swirl your tongue over the head. You kept your eyes up, gaze trained on him, enjoying the expressions of pleasure and downright filthy moans he was making. His hand started moving around desperately, as if trying to find something. When you realized he wanted to hold your hand, your heart melted at the sight, and you reached your hand forward, intertwining your fingers with his.

You continued your movements, the taste of the precum leaking from his tip making you moan. Ethan whimpered at the sudden vibrations around his cock, causing his hips to buck up, shoving himself further down your throat and making you gag. He was about to apologize when you moaned again, causing him to thrust his hips up all over again.

“Oh my- oh my god! I- this is- fuck! So fucking good…” Ethan blabbered, feeling himself getting closer and closer to release.

“Fuck! Oh my god! I’m gonna cum! I- I’m gonna fucking cum!” Ethan whimpered out, his voice growing higher as he neared the edge.

But just before he could finish, you pulled your mouth off of him with a wet pop, precum and saliva dripping down your chin. Ethan looked up at you in confusion, his eyes watering as if he was about to cry.

“Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?” his voice was quiet, barely above a whisper, and you could tell he was nervous.

“Of course not baby. I’d just much rather you finish inside me. Don’t you?”

His mouth gaped open in shock. “Inside? Like- inside inside?”

You laughed softly at his astonishment. “Mhm.”

Tell me what you want because you know I want it too

Let's skip all the small talk and go straight up to your room

I've been thinkin' what I'd do when I'm alone with you

Just say nothin', small talk only gets in the way

You had taken your panties off, and you now straddled Ethan’s lap. He sat up on the bed, resting against the headboard, his hands tightly gripping your waist. You reached down to grab his cock, running the tip through your folds and rubbing it against your clit.

“W-wait! Don’t we need like a condom or something?” Ethan asked, slightly concerned.

“Nope, I’m on the pill. And it’ll feel so much better for you raw,” you said, a breathy sigh leaving your lips as you positioned yourself over his cock, sinking down ever so slightly.

Ethan moaned at the feeling, squeezing your waist even tighter, no doubt bruising the skin underneath his grip. Without even bothering to give him a warning, you slammed down onto his cock completely, wincing at the stretch. You had been so eager to fuck him you might’ve forgotten to prep yourself. Luckily the sting wasn’t too bad considering how wet you were.

“Are you okay?” Ethan asked, worried from the slight noise of pain you made.

You nodded, being careful to keep yourself still. “Yeah, you’re just really big. I’ve never been with someone this size before.”

Ethan felt a small surge of pride at your words, a smile growing on his face. But quickly fading away when you started moving, causing his mouth to fall open in a whiny moan of pleasure. He tried to speak, but all that came out of his mouth were incoherent whines and slurred babbles.

Your hands gripped onto his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his skin. You threw your head back in a moan and Ethan could barely hold himself together when he saw how ethereal you looked.

“Fuck! S-so big! You’re stretching me out so good baby!”

Ethan’s hips jolted up into you at your words, knocking you off balance and sending you tumbling onto his chest. You were entirely unfazed by his actions, your hand tangling in his hair and yanking his head back, encouraging him to continue fucking into you as your lips left marks all over his neck.

Ethan’s movements faltered as he grew closer to his high, his hands gripping your hips so tightly that he definitely bruised the skin underneath. You pulled him into a messy kiss, your tongue dancing against his as you sped up your hips, sending Ethan over the edge.

He let out a broken whimper as he came, his noise muffled by your lips, as he filled you up with rope after rope of his cum. Feeling him release inside you sent you tumbling into your own release, letting out breathy moans against his lips as you creamed on his cock.

Tell me what you want because you know I want it too

Let's skip all the small talk and go straight up to your room

I've been thinkin' what I'd do when I'm alone with you

Just say nothin', small talk only gets in the way

You went limp against his chest as you caught your breath, your arms loosely wrapped around his neck. Ethan’s hands kept their tight grip on your hips as he leaned back against the pillow, panting as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

“That was the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced,” Ethan said, his voice hoarse from how noisy he had just been.

You smirked as you lifted your head to look at him. “Better than your hand, I take it?”

He nodded, his face flushing at your words despite what the two of you had done just moments prior. You smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek before you lifted yourself off of him, wincing slightly at the feeling of his cock leaving you.

You stood from the bed and began to redress, while Ethan still laid there in a daze. When he finally came to, you had placed his clothes in a pile next to him on the bed and you were heading over to the door.

“W-wait! Where’re you going?” Ethan called out, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

You turned and smiled at him, the action making his heart flutter.

“I’m heading back downstairs. But maybe I’ll see you around, yeah?”

Ethan nodded and you left without another word. He felt a twinge of pain in his heart after you left, but he knew one thing for sure. Someday, he was definitely going to see you again.

Just say nothing, oh, oh

Oh, oh, small talk (If you want it)

Just say nothing (You can have it, yeah)

Oh, no, small talk

tags: @nowitsmissing @hyeyulove @abbyluvsjackchampion @mariaflor873

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sroloc--elbisivni · 3 months ago

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i've been reminded of my old 'Transformers No War AU, Lord High Protector Megatron mentors punk bodyguard Hot Rod' AU that I don't think I'll get around to ever actually writing in fic form, so please enjoy this bullet point outline:

standard setup of a no-war prime and protector au. megop married and gross about it especially because megatron spends most of his time in space beating up quints doing the liberation thing.

well, not personally beating up quints, that's the problem, he has bodyguards now who won't let him do things like 'beat the shit out of a 50 foot alien monster'

because it would be a 'political crisis' or something if he died. whatever. cowards. faithless cowards, every one of them. as if he'd get killed.

but over time he has finally managed to shoo off, scare away, bribe with better positions, or otherwise resort to shameless matchmaking to get rid of most of them and now deadlock, his last remaining bodyguard, is married off and bothering his husband about personal safety instead of megatron

so he sets off thinking it's going to be a great trip except there's a teenager by his chair on the bridge. there's a teenager making fun of him. the teenager has flames painted on him and he's calling megatron an old man. wait what--

what do you mean you're the new bodyguard. what kind of a name for a bodyguard is hot rod

so of course megatron calls optimus to complain, immediately, to go 'i KNOW you're up to something, WHAT is this, why do I have a child, you CANNOT trick me into this I WILL not fall for it' and optimus just goes 'please i can't tell you why yet i just need you to trust me that he has to go with you'

megatron, because he is whipped, goes '....fine'

Mentoring, Reluctantly, Ensues. neither party is happy about this.

(megatron at one point calls up deadlock to complain and deadlock goes 'oh yeah hot rod i wrote him a recommendation letter for the job :D')

blah blah plot happens they bond eventually they are in a tight spot and hot rod sets himself on fire to get them out of it

it takes a lot out of him and he's woozy and giggly and megatron has to carry him back to the ship and he goes 'you're a terrible bodyguard. i bet you've never even killed anybody' hot rod, loopy: untrue! i killed zeta megatron: megatron: you fucking What.

turns out that back during the revolution, during one of those crazy months right after nyon got blown up (hot rod also killed all those people but he Doesn't want to think about that), when then-orion pax vanished for a while and came back with the matrix and was like 'yeah it's fine zeta's dead it's not important'. it was kind of important

sequence of events from op's perspective: when hot rod blew up nyon OP went 'oh my god you are a Youth' and took him under his wing to keep an eye on him and also to have someone else to do paperwork

op and hot rod both got kidnapped by zeta because it turns out that carrying the matrix means you can sense who else is a viable candidate for the matrix so zeta, now kind of insane, went off ranting about how orion was trying to build a dynasty to replace him and he and hot rod both went 'what the fuck are you talking about'

stuff happened. hot rod maybe burned him from alive to Very Dead and op retrieved the matrix and hot rod went 'i don't want anyone to know about this ever' and op went 'you know what that's fair you didn't sign up for this'

so OP has kept it on lockdown ever since and hot rod went off and joined the wreckers and jaunted around the galaxy for a bit and then wound up back on cybertron

and the priesthood took an interest in him. because there are Signs. and hot rod went from just a dude going to temple because he likes the music and has thoughts about theology and sometimes talks about it with OP to 'hm these sure are people in authority paying attention to me what a bad sign'

OP saw that hot rod needed to get off cybertron and decided to kill two birds with one stone

back on cybertron: priesthood: where is...the young bearer....(translation: can we talk to the kid instead of you, he seems impressionable and like less of an asshole) OP, an asshole : oh I sent him to go stay with the Lord Protector :) (translation: if you think you can get through megatron be my fucking guest)

megatron, after having dragged this story out of optimus over the long-distance call: i know you said no last time I suggested this, but I really think you should let me murder the priesthood optimus: megatron they do all of the IT work

this story has no real ending which is the main reason it probably won't exist, but it amuses me very much to subject these idiots to each other, and i hope it will amuse some of you.

#sroloc babbles #is this transformers #sroloc writes stuff #kinda #maccadams

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crowsofdarkness · 2 months ago

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Fallen: Chapter Four

-gif not mine. credit to owner-

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Fallen Angel! Female Reader.

Content Warnings: language, angst, fluff, kidnapping, violence.

Summary: The new Avengers recruit has many secrets, one of which Bucky is desperate to discover.

Authors Note: This is a little AU with Bucky! It will have six chapters! Let me know if you want to be tagged!

Tags: @that-blonde-girl @starfly-nicole @bookofriverr @civilbucky

My breathing was heavy and labored as I reached for him, trying to bring him closer, only to be pushed back onto the mat below, by his hips. I was locked in this position, unable to move. His cold fingers wrapped around my throat, pressing his hips deeper into me and I let out a low groan, the sudden friction causing heat to spread throughout my body.

“You’re giving in too easily,” Bucky spoke, inches from my face.

His soft gaze caused butterflies in my stomach but I didn’t let that stop me from wrapping my legs around his midsection, rolling him onto his back. I was now on top of him, locking his hands above his head.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I said simply.

Bucky looked up at me with a smug smile and before I could register what happened, he had me on my stomach with my hands behind my back, his vibranium fingers locking them into place. I felt his warm breath brush against the back of my neck, sending chills down my spine.

“I’d like to see you try.”

With the sudden weight off of me, I reached for one of the wooden swords that lay meters from me and with a swift swing of the legs I was on my feet. The tip of the sword pressed into Bucky’s neck who continued to give me a smug smile.

“I guess you win this round.”

The sword clattered to my feet, trading it for the water bottle Bucky was extending towards me. After a few large gulps, I let out a few deep breaths to calm my beating heart. This was our third training session in a row and each one always ended the same; him coming out on top.

Figuratively, not literally, even though I found myself silently begging for it to be literal.

The first session was tough, only because I was working through the nerves from being around him. With every kick or punch, all I could picture was using my powers against him to kill him. Bucky was a different person than he was all those years ago so I couldn’t ever tell him about my past.

“I think we’ll call it today, enjoy the rest of the day,” Bucky said while he stripped out of his sweaty shirt, tossing it into his bag.

I bit my lip at the way the sweat glistened over his chest, down each crevice of his stomach. But I couldn’t stop the way I stared at the scars on his shoulder where skin met vibranium. I marveled at how much we actually had in common.

Both weapons of Hydra and both abominations in some eyes.

“Same time tomorrow?”

Bucky sucked in his lip, mewling something over in his head. “Take the day off. You should do something that you want to do; not train 24/7.”

My heart fluttered at the small gesture.

“I don’t think Cap would like that,” I joked with a smile.

“I can handle Steve,” he smirked while running a hand through his short hair.

As I gathered my things, ready to leave, an all too familiar pain shot through my spine and I couldn’t help the small cry that fell through my lips.

“Hey, you alright?” Bucky wondered while gently grabbing my elbow.

“Yeah, just post training pains,” I lied through gritted teeth.

The pain was slowly starting to get worse even with letting my wings out every night. But those few minutes weren’t enough, I needed to stretch them wide and actually use them.

When it finally subsided, I let out a deep breath and opened my eyes only to be met with a concerned one from Bucky.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

I nodded. “I’m fine.”

“Why don’t you sit down and take a breath. It looked like you were in a lot of pain,” he suggested.

“I said I’m fine,” I spat.

Anger took over causing fire to spread to the tips of my fingers that were wrapped around Bucky’s flesh arm. He let out his own painful hiss, ripping his arm from my burning grasp. With tears in my eyes, I watched as he stared from the red mark on his arm to my face, shock on his face.

“I’m sorry,” I stuttered. “I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s alright, doll,” Bucky tried to reassure me, seeing the tears in my eyes. “I heal fast, it’s alright.”

I refused to listen, quickly grabbing my things and rushing out of the gym, ignoring his calls after me.

I stared up at the ceiling of my room, letting another day waste away at the Avengers Tower. It had been a few days since I burned Bucky’s arm and in those few days, I did everything I could to avoid him. I opted out of the training sessions, even with Steve returning from his mission, because I feared that I wouldn’t be able to control myself any more. I didn’t want to hurt anyone else.

The soft knock sounded on my door and with a sigh, I sat up in bed.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y, who’s at my door?” I asked towards the Avengers’ A.I.

“Captain Rogers.”

“Go away, Steve!” I yelled.

He responded with another knock; another I ignored. But the persistent knocking continued so with a disgruntled sigh, I rolled out of bed towards the door. I didn’t have a second to think of what was happening, Steve pulling me from my room and down towards the common room.

“Steve,” I protested. “I don’t want to socialize.”

Steve sighed and stopped, turning to face me. “Natasha came up with this weekly movie night and you’ve missed the last few. She’s going to kill me if I don’t make you come to this one.”

“Why?” I shrugged.

He raised a brow. “Because people want to get to know you, Y/N.”

“Right,” I scoffed. “They probably want to see my wings.”

Steve pinched his eyes together. “Not everyone you meet has some hidden agenda. Some want to be your friend.”

“Like you?”

“Yes, like me. And Bucky,” He responded.

At the mention of his name, my ears perked up. “How is he?”

I couldn’t stop the worry I felt knowing that I had burned him.

“He’s fine, healed in less than an hour. I think you forget we’re super soldiers and we can handle whatever you throw at us,” Steve reminded.

I bit my lip while messing with my fingers. “Is he going to be there?”

Word around the compound was that I wasn’t the only antisocial member of the Avengers so I couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to be there tonight.

Steve smirked. “Would it change your mind on coming if I said yes?”

When I remained silent, Steve knew he had his answer so with an arm around my shoulders, he started leading me back towards the common room. My heart was hammering hard in my chest and I knew Steve could hear it because he gave a comforting squeeze on my shoulder.

The sound of many voices that seized when we walked in did nothing to calm my nerves, multiple pairs of eyes on me.

“Look who decided to join!”

I rolled my eyes at Tony. “I didn’t have much of a choice.”

Steve let me out of his grasp and I couldn’t help but stand there, feeling awkward, while I scanned a place to sit. There was only one spot left on the large couch and it wasn’t much of a spot to begin with.

Bucky gave me a warm smile and patted the empty spot. My eyes glazed over his flesh arm and I breathed a sigh of relief when I noticed that Steve was right; the burn was non-existent.

Quietly sitting next to him, I kept my lips together because I didn’t know what to say to him. Not only because of when I hurt him but also because of the way I felt around him.

While a part of me felt guilty about being sent to kill him years ago the other part felt so attracted to him. The way his eyes shined under the light from above, or the way that he smelled; his scent engulfing my nostrils the second I sat next to him.

Mahogany and a small bit of cinnamon.

“I’m glad you’re here.”

I looked up at him with a raised brow. “You are?”

Bucky nodded. “I’ve been worried about you.”

This caused my body to turn completely towards him. “You have?”

His vibranium fingers twitched with nerves. “I know how it is to be the new kid around here and try to fit in.”

That caused a small smile to tug at my lips. “It’s kind of like high school, isn’t it? Afraid of not being considered cool?”

Bucky chuckled lightly and rolled his tongue over his bottom lip. “Well in my eyes, you’re pretty fucking cool.”

My stomach flipped a few times in tangent with the butterflies I felt and I had to look away so he couldn’t see the way the blush took over my whole body.

For the first time since I arrived here, I started to feel comfortable around him. I marveled at the way he looked under the moonlight that broke through the sky light above. It casted him in a radiant glow and I bit my lip when the moonlight highlighted how plump his own lips were.

“Y/N?

“Hm?” I looked towards the new voice and met eyes with the fiery red head I kept hearing about.

“Drink? Natasha asked, extending a beer towards me.

I shook my head. “I actually don’t drink.”

Her brow was quirked. “Really?”

“Yeah, the alcohol doesn’t sit well with the-uh-,” I motioned to my shoulder blades.

Bucky noticed how stiff my body had become so he cleared his throat, turning the attention towards him.

“I’ve got some root beer in my stash. That alright?”

I smiled warmly at him and nodded. Bright eyes watched the way his back muscles tensed underneath his shirt while he bent low in the fridge, rummaging around for a few moments.A moan rumbled in my throat as I watched his shirt ride up just a tad while he reached for something in the cabinets, showing off the ripped muscles of his back.

“Something catches your eye?”

Snapping my eyes away from Bucky and towards the man that sat on the opposite side of me, I felt the heat cascade over my cheeks to the tops of my ears.

“Nice to meet you, Wilson.” I leaned back into the couch.

Sam returned the smile. “You too, Y/N. You know, us with wings have to stick together.”

All I could do was nod with my best fake smile, hoping he would catch on that I didn’t want to talk about my wings; it was something that I didn’t want any of them to see, even talk about.

“Sam’s not bothering you, is he?” Bucky questioned while sitting back in his previous spot.

“Not at all,” I shook my head.

When I realized what snacks he had brought back, a warmness filled me when I picked up an all too familiar snack.

“Zefir?” I question, looking into his eyes. “Where did you get this? I haven’t been able to find this chocolate anywhere.”

It was a popular chocolate bar in Russia and when I spent some time there with Hydra, that was one of the things I ate every day.

“The second cabinet to the left of the fridge is mine and full of these. Help yourself anytime,” Bucky offered with a warm smile.

“Thank you.”

In that moment, I realized how sweet Bucky was and knew that he was someone I would be able to trust as we spent more time together. As Natasha chose a movie, one that I really didn’t care to have an input in, I found myself getting comfortable on the couch next to Bucky, who offered me some of the large blanket he had draped across his lap.

“I’ll keep my hands above the blanket,” he promised.

I accepted with another smile, an action that he had caused me to do a lot lately.

That night was the first night since I arrived that I started to feel I belonged with the Avengers. They made me a part of their family, even knowing about my past. Truth was, everyone in this room had a terrible past and they couldn’t judge anyone else when they had blood on their hands as well.

Suddenly, a pain started to slowly creep through the bones in my shoulders and I sucked in a breath through my teeth.

“Are you alright?” Bucky breathed into my ear.

I tried to nod but the pain had become too much. I didn’t want to cause a scene, however, so I did my best to slip out of the dark room unnoticed.

Thankfully the only one that knew I left was Bucky and he swifty jumped off the back of the couch, following me. Once in the bright hallway that led back towards the dorms, I grasped for some sort of support when the pain had become too much.

“Mother fucker,” I uttered in pain, falling to my knees.

Strong arms wrapped around me before I fell to the ground and held me upright, soft voice cooing in my ear.

“I’ve got you, doll,” Bucky mused.

“Rooftop,” was all I could mutter through the pain.

Without another word, he quickly led me up the few flights of stairs towards my solace that I had called my own the last few weeks.

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lyn31 · 2 months ago

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Procrastinating

Summary:

You like your major, it's one of the reasons why you pick it after all but sometimes, just sometimes, you can't help yourself but to just avoid it. And of course, Zayne is there to get the burn of it.

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Notes:

Disclaimer guys, I don't have law degree but I do have friends with that degree 😂 so I just go off of them ahahaha anyway enjoy! Pairing: Zayne x MC/Reader College AU, fluff and a lot of ridiculous banter.

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You flop onto your bed with a dramatic sigh, textbook abandoned on the floor like it personally betrayed you. “Zayne. I can’t do this. The law is stupid. Who decided we need precedents? Why can’t we all just wing it?”

Zayne, sitting at his desk with his absurdly neat notes, doesn’t even look up. “Because then we’d have chaos.”

“We already have chaos,” you grumble, rolling onto your side to grab your phone. “Anyway, I’m taking a break.”

“You’ve been on a break for an hour.”

“Semantics.”

You start scrolling, half-heartedly pretending you’ll get back to work soon, until something makes you gasp. “Oh my god, Zayne.”

His pen stills against the page, but his voice is as flat as ever. “What.”

You shove your phone toward him, screen blaring a TikTok. “Look at this! Since Twilight vampires are literally made of stone, their kisses must feel like rubbing two rocks together.”

Zayne blinks, clearly regretting acknowledging you.

“And—oh my god,” you sit up, barely containing your laughter. “Imagine them having sex. That’s just—” You smack your palms together, mimicking the sound of stone colliding. “That’s gotta be so loud. Like, actual rock-on-rock action. Just clank, clank, clank—”

“I’m not discussing this with you.”

You pout, all innocence. “Why not?”

Zayne levels you with a look. The kind that doesn’t even need words.

“Yeah, okay. Fair enough."

You flop back onto your bed with a snicker, already firing off a text to your sister. Important. Twilight vampires are just two bricks slamming together. You’re welcome.

Before you can even lock your phone, something catches your eye.

“Ohhh.” You sit up again, clicking on the link. “Look at this dress. Tell me this wouldn’t make me look like a gothic princess, just imagine me in this dress!”

Zayne doesn’t answer right away.

His pen hovers over the page, fingers suddenly still. It’s barely a pause, just long enough for you to miss it. But in that fraction of a second, his gaze flickers—briefly, barely—to your screen.

To the dress.

To you saying imagine me in this.

Then, just as quickly, he flips a page in his notes. “You’re supposed to be studying.”

“I am! I’m studying my future wardrobe.”

Zayne exhales, rubbing his temple. “You have a problem.”

“No, I have taste.” You keep scrolling, grinning. “Ooh, or should I get this flowy white one? Very Bella Swan running through the woods in a dream sequence vibes.”

Silence.

You glance up.

Zayne’s watching you now, chin resting against his palm, expression unreadable. There’s something knowing in the way he looks at you, something steady and just a little too calm.

“You’re no fun,” you huff.

His head tilts slightly. “And yet here you are.”

Your stomach dips.

It’s the way he says it—soft, almost offhanded, like it’s obvious. Like it’s not just about right now.

For a second, you forget how to respond.

Your face warms.

Nope. Nope, absolutely not. You clear your throat and hurriedly turn back to your phone. “Anyway. The white one’s cute too.”

Zayne doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t tease. Just watches as you scroll like nothing happened.

You pretend not to notice.

Stupid Zayne. Stupid unreadable expression. Stupid butterflies.

You need to steer your thoughts. Fast.

“Oh! Right. Let’s go get coffee.” You sit up abruptly like you didn’t just have an internal crisis a few seconds ago.

Zayne just gestures vaguely at the table where your untouched coffee sits, still warm. “We did that already.”

You deflate with a dramatic sigh, flopping back onto your bed. “Alright, fine. I’ll go back to studying.”

Zayne hums, looking back at his note, flipping a page trying to read it again.

“…But first, you have to help me with something.”

He exhales, rubbing his face like he’s bracing himself. “What.”

“I need to make a list.”

His fingers pause against the page, and when he looks at you, there’s a familiar flicker of caution. “…A list of what.”

You take a deep breath. “The best ways to fake my death before finals.”

Zayne stares. The kind of stare that makes you wonder if he’s reconsidering his entire life up to this moment.

But then, just for a second, his mouth twitches.

It’s quick—barely there before he schools his expression back to neutrality—but you see it.

So you keep going.

“Okay, option one: mysterious disappearance. But I’d need a solid backstory—”

“No.”

“Fine. Option two: dramatic death at sea. But I’d have to get to a sea first—”

Zayne exhales, flipping his pen between his fingers. He doesn’t interrupt, though.

Which means you have permission to continue.

“Option three: getting lost in the woods and reemerging after finals as a changed woman—”

“That one has potential,” he mutters under his breath.

You gasp. “See! I knew you’d get into this.”

“I am not getting into this.”

“You are. Look at you, actively contributing.”

Zayne shakes his head, but the corner of his mouth twitches again. Like he’s tired—yes—but also a little amused, a little exasperated in a way that feels almost fond.

He turns back to his notes, pretending he’s not listening. You keep listing increasingly ridiculous ideas anyway, trying to coax him into breaking.

You still don’t study.

But at least now, it’s more fun.

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Notes:

For anyone not knowing that fact about Twillight, yes it's true, you're welcome 😂 I actually saw it in someone YouTube shorts......

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purerae · 1 year ago

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Hii! I love your work!! Could you do a halloween party imagine with any of your characters? or all of them meeting our poor y/n, it'd make a cool crossover

Free form however you like!!!

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YANDERE!HAREM X FEM READER

HALLOWEEN PARTY // AU IMAGINE.

warnings ;; mostly crack, yandere behaviour, male yandere(s), female yandere, mentions of drinking, demon summoning (silas), mentions of blackmail (none to Y/N), alternate universe, not canon to anyone's plot.

a/n ;; Hi Anon! I know halloween is over but this is such a good idea i couldn’t miss out on it!! By the way, in each one of the yandere stories, Y/N has a slightly different personality. So I wasn't sure whether you wanted me to do multiple Y/N’s or just one. So I decided to combine the personalities into one. Good luck<3 (please let me know if there are any mistakes.)

CLICK HERE FOR MY MASTERLIST (intro to all the yanderes)

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Hopeless. You felt hopeless as your left arm was dragged around like a piece of meat by the girl no one swore to mess with

“Come on babe~! Wear the angel wings, we have to be matching!” Reina grits her teeth as she attempts to place the wings onto your unwilling back. The fire headed girl gives up with a scoff in her throat before walking over to your mirror and reapplying her dark red lipstick, adjusting the horns that perfectly matched with her crimson wavy hair.

How did she even get into Y/Ns house in the first place?

You remember pretty clearly. Today is the 31st of October. You were well aware that it was halloween and perfectly content with staying inside your humble abode. You’d buy a bunch of bulk cheap candy and scarf it down whilst watching some classic horror movies. Not enough to scare you, but to make you physically cringe.

That was the plan, Perfect right? There would be nothing to stop you from having a peaceful night of binge watching shitty films.

Apart from the three vastly different individuals who were all pining over you. Though they were complete opposites, they all had a way grinding your gears and irritating you to no end.

Reina, the delinquent who made your life as the school president 10x worse. She’d constantly hang around you during lunch and break, surrounded by her delinquent friends who’d make jokes you wouldn’t get but would laugh in fear of getting made fun of. Not to mention the lessons you’d have to miss in order to supervise her during the detentions she had purposely got. You think you spend more time with her then you spend eating the gross lunch your school provides.

Kieran, the playboy who suddenly switched up his entire role once he realised you weren’t interested in him like the others were. God, if only you pretended like you were. Maybe that would’ve stopped him from bothering you in all your science classes with his weird sexual jokes or flirty overbearing personality. Yeah he was a bit funny and maybe he sometimes made your day with his stupid jokes but that came crashing down once he would say his tenth pick up line to you all in one lesson.

And then there’s Alex, the jock who’s the captain of the football team, a tad bit stupid but still had the personality of the literal sun, which made him the most tolerable but still pretty overwhelming for your average dream life. He was the last one to pop up in your weird harem, he stuck around you like a lost puppy once he realised you didn’t like his team. “I’ll make sure you like me, no matter what!” — were his exact words.

These individuals had a very high reputation in school, most people liked them and often idolised them. So, why were they all vying for your attention? People would go to great lengths to be in your shoes, yet all you desired was to lead an ordinary student's life.

Your internal monologue was abruptly interrupted by the ringing of your phone, and you didn't even have a moment to guess who might be calling before the sound reached your ears (You would've had two guesses). -- In response, Reina let out an exasperated groan and struts over to you.

She confidently picks up your phone and shuts it off before snapping her fingers in your face.

“How have you still not put the wings on.. god what would you do without me!” If you didn’t know any better, from the tone of her voice you’d think she was annoyed. But in reality you noticed the glint in her eyes. She was genuinely pleased that she had gotten to help you. Happy that you had to ‘rely’ on her.

“Probably live a peaceful life” You murmur under your breath, not realising the close proximity of you two until she snaps her sharp eyes to your tired gaze.

"Excuse me?" The green-eyed girl arched her eyebrows, her lips forming a grimace of annoyance.

“I said I would probably live a very sad life.” You quickly defer, letting out a sigh of relief once she relaxes her eyebrows and shows you a soft smirk.

Reina grabs her bag and sprays perfume onto her body, walking over to your bedroom door before abruptly stopping, throwing her arms up. “Come on then! We can't be too fashionably late~” You curse whoever invented halloween parties, and trail behind her.

Just ten minutes into the party, and you were already contemplating grabbing that cowboy-clad stranger’s prop gun and pretending to shoot yourself with it. Music boomed against your ears, drawing out any coherent thought as the smoke from Reinas cigarette mingles in the air. It was as if your personal space ceased to exist, with the red haired girl's body pressing against yours, her presence enveloping you. The sensation became overwhelming, the close proximity sent shivers down your spine. You had no ability to escape, seeing as the delinquent had her friends form a tight circle around you both, acting as protective guards you didn't need or want. There was no room to escape for you, too intimidated to say a word.

“Hey Y/N!! Is that you?!” A loud voice shouted amidst the music, crowd and smoke. Reinas whole friend group snaps towards the noise, seeing who dared to interrupt the leader with her ‘beloved’. Despite Alex being faced with gnarly stares, all he could see was his cutie dressed like an angel. He settles his drink down on a nearby table, exchanges hurried farewells with his football teammates, and rushes his way towards you.

The tall friendly giant had no struggles breaking the circle you were trapped in. It was like the sun beaming past a bunch of angsty rain clouds, two things you usually dreaded. But in that moment, you found yourself silently praising the towering, 6 '6 human puppy as he enveloped you in a massive bear hug.

As he released you, his strong arms remained on your shoulders, and he beamed at you with eyes that formed crescent moon shapes.

He stuttered an apology for the sudden physical contact before staring at you up and down with his doe like eyes and a massive grin. “Wow…you look stunning, like a true angel. You’re my angel!” He giggles proudly because of the cheesy line he made. The jock completely disregards his earlier apology as he wraps you in another tight hug. You murmur a ‘thanks’ and lightly tap his back in return, your lips thinning with a hint of awkwardness as you look around and notice Reina's friend group staring at the two of you as though you'd just committed a crime. Alex's firm grip gradually loosens as he comes to a realisation, and he reluctantly lets you go, you notice his boyish grin turned into a pout. “I invited you to this party, I bought a whole matching outfit and everything! You told me you couldn't come!” The brown eyed male whines , his brows furrowing as his beady eyes bore into your soul. During this moment, you couldn't help scrutinise his Halloween costume.

‘Did he seriously just throw on his jersey with some fake blood around his neck..’ you pondered silently, shooting him a disapproving stare due to the minimal effort he had put into his outfit

Your initial expression of curiosity transformed into one of slight disgust when you realised that the intended matching costume was going to be ‘the jock and his cheerleader’

‘How original’ You thought sarcastically.

For the second time this night, your thoughts were interrupted, but this time it wasn't a ringing phone. It was Alex’s voice, laced with sadness whining in your ear. He pouts as he gazes down at you, gently poking your halo headband, waiting for your response.

“Basically what happ-”

Before you could even begin to explain that you had no intention of attending the party, regardless of who insisted, not until the delinquent showed up at your doorstep and mildly threatened you, your words were cut short. The moment was disrupted as she forcibly pushed the sulky jock away from you.

Despite her noticeable lack of height compared to the towering jock, Reinas attitude definitely made up for it.

‘Speak of the devil..metaphorically and quite literally.’ You snort at your own joke, before quickly composing yourself and directing your attention to the scene unfolding in front of you.

Alex and Reina, two people who couldn't be any more different but they were both madly in love with you. In school, you had always managed to avoid confrontations involving the both of them, but it appeared luck wasn't on your side tonight.

“Who do you think you are, barging into this conversation where no one invited you? Don't you have dumb shit to attend to? Like shotgunning a dozen beers?” the delinquent spoke with a withering glare, she grabbed your arm and forcefully pulled you away from him. The crowded party left little room to manoeuvre, so she practically made you turn your back on him to ensure you were separated.

Unfortunately for her, that allowed the charismatic loveable jock to shed his facade, and shoot her an uncharacteristically intense gaze. His eyes grew dark and his typically cheerful face contorted into a look of hatred and envy Though it only lasted for a second, anyone who would’ve seen it, the memory would linger in their thoughts for days.

Reina, being unlike anyone else, didn't perceive his gaze as a threat, but rather as a golden retriever attempting to imitate a wolf. She scoffed and protectively grabbed your hand.

"I'm pretty sure forcing Y/N to be surrounded by your..." The jock paused, glancing at each of Reina's friends, carefully choosing not to insult them, not out of fear, but out of respect with his beloved watching. ".. interesting group of friends might not be comfortable for her. Anyways, don't you guys have more fun plans, like commit vandalism?" He delivered with a cheerful tone, tilting his head to the side in a display of ‘adorable’ confusion.

While the male may come across as unintelligent there are some quirks to his character that reveal a different perspective. He possesses a unique knack for framing his words and expressing himself in a manner that radiates positivity.

‘He’s so stupid and oblivious , he doesn’t mean what he says!! He's just asking a question, he means no harm!’ — is what most people think.

But Reina, being a delinquent who often deals with various groups of people, can read him like a book. She knows he’s showing less than what he truly is. What he can truly become. And although she doesn’t give a shit about how he acts around others, she knows he’s interested in her Y/N — and that’s why he needs to stay away from her girl at all costs.

With Reinas anger level rising, she lets out an annoyed grunt before softly pushing you back, The delinquent puts one finger on the jocks chest.

You think for a second that you should probably step in, Not because you want to but because you have no idea who will win. Reina most definitely has a weapon in her bag somewhere and also her group of friends who would kill to protect her surround you three but Alex’s strength and height can cover that. Though from what you know the delinquent is a lot more aggressive than the ‘pacifist’ himbo so he may have a bit of a disadvantage.

Nonetheless, you decide not to intervene and just watch the two idiots fight it out. It's not your issue right? You didn't need any more attention than you already had coming to this party tonight.

As they both stare at each other, Reina opens her mouth to speak but gets cut off by someone tapping her back. One of her friends grabs her arm and she turns a whole 180 degrees, ready to scream at whoever is trying to hold her back. Her eyes are narrowed as she pushes the said friend away from her. “What the fuck is your issue, Thomas?!” You now learned who the guy's name was, Thomas. He was dressed as a pirate and barely flinched when Reina screamed at her. He must've been used to it. All he does is show her phone, and mutters “Look at who's calling you.” Reina’s angry expression turns into one of disbelief as she roughly grabs the phone away from his hands. She looks at Alex one last time with a scoff before she excused herself for a moment and engaged in a heated argument with the caller. You couldn't help but overhear snippets of their exchange — it was clear that Reina was being pressured to leave the party. She hung up, her face etched with reluctance, and then turned to you.

"Babe, I've got to go, I'll still be at the party. " she said, her tone uncharacteristically serious. "Just promise me you'll head home soon, okay?" Your face drops into a frown, though you didn't particularly like the aggressive delinquent, she was one of the only people you knew at this party.. Well except for the man who's staring at you with love struck eyes as of right now. Before you could say anything, Reina left your side, with the group of delinquents who followed. She didn't forget to barge into Alex as she was leaving, though it didn't really affect him — he was too focused on the fact that he was alone with you right now.

The overexcited jock happily grabs your arm and drags you around the whole house of the party, Although he was meant to be giving you a supposed ‘tour’; you noticed he was just staring deeply at your face whilst speaking. You came to the conclusion that he didn't really know what he was doing, he just wanted to impress you.

Amid the swirling costumes and pulsating music, You felt as if you were caught in a whirlwind. Every step you took was accompanied by Alex, who remained steadfastly close. The bulky man stayed close, like an overprotective guard dog, as you both navigated the crowd. Y/N couldn't help but feel suffocated by his constant presence. You desperately needed a moment of peace, a brief escape from his watchful eyes. You decide to ask him for a favour, of course he’d help you.

You finally mustered the courage to speak up, tugging at the edge of Alex's costume and turning to him with a gentle but tired smile. "Hey, Alex, do you mind getting me a drink? I could really use a break."

The jock beamed at you, happy that you trusted him enough to do something for you. ‘That must mean you like him right?! That's how it works!!’

"Of course, Y/N," he replied, his voice warm and reassuring. "I'll be right back with your drink. Just stay right here, okay?"

You nodded gratefully, allowing yourself a sigh of relief as Alex disappeared into the crowd, determined to fulfil your request. The distance that had separated them, albeit briefly, was a welcome change, and you could breathe a little easier.

Although he told you to stay where you were, you began to wander around and observe the revelry around you. People in all manner of costumes danced, drank, and got a little too comfortable with each other.

You let out a yelp as you open a door to a couple grinding on each other. Murmuring a dozen apologies, you leave the room flustered.

As you lose yourself in your thoughts and in the house, you notice a familiar white haired male approaching you, with a wide cheshire grin, Kieran; the host of the party.

The playboy moved through the crowd with an air of confidence and intrigue. He was dressed up as… a prisoner with handcuffs. Or as he’d probably say ‘a sexy prisoner.’ ‘Please don't come here, please don't come here, please don't come here.’ Is the phrase that repeatedly pops up in your head as you try to look at anything but him.

“Boo!” The playboy whispers in your ears as he wraps his arm around your shoulders. He then turns you around and ignores the pout on your face, Inspecting your outfit whilst biting his lips.

“Are you done eye-fucking me?” you sneered, crossing your arms as you tried to move slightly away from the playful male. "Oh man, you would've looked prettier as a princess~" he purred, his voice carrying a flirtatious undertone, his words accompanied by a roguish grin. You were clearly no stranger to Kieran's personality and annoying nickname for you. You roll your eyes and retort "Well I'd rather not deal with the whole 'damsel in distress' shit tonight," a hint of sarcasm laced in your response.

Kieran laughed, unbothered by your resistance. "Ooh but I'd have so much fun saving you princess~!” he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "But what made you change your mind coming to my party? I rang your phone like two hours ago and you didn't pick up.” He questions with a raised eyebrow, his sly smirk still displayed on his face before he laughs.

“Missed my face that much huh? Should’ just said! Would've came running to you.”

You couldn't be bothered to talk about how you were forced to come to this stupid party, and also not wanting to mention Reina because for some reason they both had some weird dislikement towards each other. “Just had a change of heart.” You say before turning around and attempting to walk away from Kieran, but again luck wasn't on your side as he grabs your arm and tuts. The dimly lit room with the midst of the crowd, made you focus on the playful man's eyes and you noticed a shine in his eyes whilst staring at you. Before you could tell him to let you go,he whispers closely to you, so close that you could faintly smell the alcohol and mint laced in his breath. “Hey this is my party y’know? Let me show you a more secluded area, perfect for an introvert like you~” He teases as he drags your arm downstairs, and into one of the rooms which he had to twist to unlock. You silently cuss the playboy as you notice his entire group of so-called friends in the room. LED lights which displayed red, multiple couples in the room doing God knows what.

As you both walk further into the room, Kieran, too busy dabbing up people who you never once saw in your life, You notice a pile of unlabeled drugs and drinks on the table that was in the centre of the room. Quickly looking away, you squint your eyes as you try to notice anyone that you’re familiar with. In the corner of the room, there's a girl wearing a red corset with red horns, matching yours. You notice her angry expression as she converses with the two people around her. It was Reina. She notices your gaze and her face slightly softens, As she approaches you, she notices your arm being held by Kieran. Her face returns to the expression of which you first saw in the room. The white haired male doesn't notice the vexed delinquent yet, and he stares at your face in confusion as he notices you watching something, following your line of view he finally sees the girl wearing the devil costume. “Oh hey! Didn't know I invited you to my party?” He says playfully, but you notice the snark in his voice. Reina seems to notice it too as her face contorts into one of jealousy. “You guys know each other?” She questions, her question directed towards mostly you. Your hands begin to sweat as you attempt to stutter out an excuse, but for the second time this night, the living sun in human form interrupts your conversation by walking into the room, except this time he didn't have a happy expression, it was evident that he was sulking.

Your eyes drift to his hands, noticing the drink in his hands that you had specifically asked for. ‘Shit..’ you think to yourself and for the first time you felt bad for the jock. You didn't mean to leave him for that long! It was more of Kierans fault for dragging you away. “I have your drink Y/N…” He says with wide eyes and pursed lips, clearly upset that you had just left him. With an apologetic gaze, you gently take the drink away from his grasp with a thank you, as you look away with a little guilt. “Oh my god, not this freak here again!” Reina scorns,disdain in her face as she stares at both Alex and Kieran, they stare back with disgust. The entire school year, these three constantly hung around you and you still managed to never make them interact whilst you were there, in fear of any of these bold characters causing a scene. But of course, the one day where you especially didn't want to see any of them, they all surround you possessively with jealousy tangled in their eyes. Could this night get any worse? -

It most definitely can. You managed to calm them down and now you're all sat in a circle, with random people you don't know. Kieran sat down next to you on the right, while Alex occupied the seat on the left, and Reina sat across from you, clearly not happy with the seating arrangements.

Whilst the room was filled with chatter, one of Kieran's friends mentioned a board game that you've never heard about that supposedly had the power to ‘summon demons.’

The suggestion hung in the air, Kieran laughed at the idea and laughed harder as he noticed the uncomfortable look in your face.

“Don't worry babe, i'll protect you~” He whispers in your ear, Reina notices you two conversing but can't hear what he told you, Her already green eyes appear even greener as she looks away enviously. The idea was met with hesitance, but with Kieran's playful persuasion, everyone reluctantly agreed to try it.

As the game commenced, Alex clutched onto your arm, his protectiveness reaching new heights. The friendly giants sends you a look of comfort. Reina, on the other hand, grew increasingly annoyed and impatient, wanting to leave this messed up party. Still, she begrudgingly stayed, unwilling to abandon her beloved in this situation.

The group followed the game's instructions, and to their shock, the room filled with an eerie energy. The lights began to flicker and in an instant it turned off, most of the room ran away screaming, not caring about the party anymore. Others began to laugh with interest and waited for what was going to happen next. a sinister figure formed in the centre of their makeshift circle. You freeze as you notice the demon (?), he is fucking terrifying but inspecting him closer the extremely tall thing is quite.. handsome?

A malevolent demon with smouldering eyes and a sinister grin, stood before everyone. Panic coursed through the room, and everyone, including yourself , scrambled to flee. As you attempted to escape, the demon swiftly locked the door, trapping you inside with Alex, Reina, and Kieran.

With a devilish chuckle, The demon introduced himself as Silas. The red faced man turned his attention to you. He took your chin in his hand, his touch chilling to the bone. His nails dug sharply into your skin. "You're prettier than the angels we have where I'm from" he hissed, his voice dripping with lust.

Your heart raced with fear and arousal as you looked into Silas's eyes, a shiver running down your spine. Alex and Reina attempted to interject, their voices laced with fear and anger, but Silas silenced them with a mere flick of his fingers, flooding their minds with endorphins that dulled their resistance. Kieran seemed to be less affected by whatever poison Silas had put out as he grabs Y/Ns arm towards his chest. “I don't know what the hell you are but she's mine, get in line” Kieran jokes, not scared of the situation at all. You send him the dirtiest look possible as Silas laughs mockingly at the playboys statement.

As the night wore on, and the party raged outside, Y/N, Alex, Reina, and Kieran were trapped with this demon who had an interest in you for some strange reason. Well, everyone in this room has some abnormal interest in you and it seems that you're quite literally trapped in a room with people who would do anything for you. Even if that means fighting a demon.

Desperation welled up in your body as you realised the dire situation that you were stuck in. "How am I supposed to leave now?" you whisper to yourself, noticing 4 gazes staring at you with different expressions but they all contained one thing, Lust.

Did Silas forget to mention that he was a succubus?

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peachhcs · 4 months ago

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macklin definitely invited the to the next game and he plays so well everyone’s like why is mack playing so hard ….. they don’t find out for a while. mack rushed out after the game to find her and no one saw them together

this is kind of short i’m sorry 😵‍💫 but i think it’s so funny mack would just disappear after games and the guys would be so confused

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macklin flew across the ice after the puck. the fans in the sap center were on their feet cheering the rookie on as he fought his stick through the guys of the detroit red wings. the younger player was on fire tonight, making two goals already in the first period. not that anyone was complaining, but they wondered what the boy drank or ate earlier to make him play like he was.

"what's up with him?" eklund leaned over to where will was on the bench.

"what do you mean?" will wondered, eyes on the game waiting to get called in.

"i'm not complaining, but celly has been going ham tonight," eklund chuckled and bordeleau heard the two talking, popping himself into the conversation.

"dude, he's been on fire. what'd he drink earlier?" the older player laughed and will didn't have an answer for them nor did he really see a huge difference in his friend's performance. he was just playing like he usually did.

"i have no idea. he's always this good?" will raised his eyebrow.

"i mean yeah, but if i didn't know any better, it feels like there's someone special watching him tonight," thomas smirked and then the older guys dropped the conversation before will could respond.

he became puzzled for a second, thinking back to a few weeks ago when macklin was constantly hiding his phone from him. he was still doing that, but will just sort of let it go knowing mack would never tell him. after hearing eklund and bordeleau talk about it though, will started wondering if what they were saying could have any truth behind it. the blonde glanced behind him for a quick second like he'd see someone in the stands that wound just stand out to him but with the hundreds of fans in the arena, they all looked the same to him. no one was standing out.

unbeknownst to will, blaire was seated four rows up from the bench. she had on a simple sharks t-shirt mack gave to her for the night. she was focused on the game that she didn't see will look back in her direction briefly. she was impressed with mack's two goals so far, a wide grin on her features. he had definitely grown a lot since they were in chicago and shattuck.

the brunette skated across the ice towards the goal, missing it by just an inch when he passed to his teammate. the fans cheered nonetheless, the whole arena buzzing with excitement. blaire had never been to a hockey game as loud as this one, but she was happy seeing all of these fans cheer her rookie on.

mack's gaze would occasionally glance towards the stands where blaire was. a smile always found its way to his lips seeing her cheering him on like old times. he also made sure she wouldn't be sitting next to any weirdos that would pester her and the boy still looked up there to make sure she was doing alright. she was content in her seat next to a mom and her kids and two teenage girls on her other side. mack badly wanted to give her a shirt with his name across the back but they hadn't even gotten that far yet, so he had to live with just a plain sharks shirt.

when the game finished mack met blaire around the back where no fans would see them or any of his teammates. the girl quickly smiled when he came out in his suit and freshly showered.

"you played so well!" she beamed and the boy smiled.

"thank you. thanks for coming too," they exchanged a quick hug.

"that was probably the most fun i've ever had a hockey game. i didn't realize how exciting it got in the arena. you'll have to bring me along again sometime," mack thought her smile was to die for.

"i'm glad you had so much fun. do you wanna grab something to eat before i drop you off back at your dorm?" the brunette wondered mainly because he didn't want the night to be over just yet. blaire flushed, "yeah, i'd like that."

mack grinned and then quickly led then out of the arena before getting caught. by the time will and the rest of the players made it out, the brunette was long gone.

"where'd our star of the night go?" toffoli looked around when the younger brunette was no where to be seen.

"who knows. maybe he found some fan to hookup with," bordeleau joked.

"ha! i wouldn't put that past him," eklund chuckled too and will just rolled his eyes. he'd definitely know if mack was hooking up with some fan because mack was bad at keeping secrets and was always telling will about something he learned during the day.

"thanks for that, bordeleau. we'll catch up with him tomorrow at practice," tyler determined and the others agreed. everyone was pretty tired and wanted to head home knowing they had morning skate tomorrow.

no one would figure out where mack would disappear to after games until a lot of months later.

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arc-misadventures · 1 year ago

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Vtuber au ask. So we know that Weiss, Ruby and Cinder so far all have feeling for Jaune. Will be be seeing other members of team rwby, jnpr and cmen?

The VTuber: The Dragoness

A blank screen was all that was scene, an empty void of nothingness. Until a single spark flared to life in the centre of the screen before all was engulfed in flame, as the shadow of a burning heart stood alone before all faded to ash, and dust. Revealing a woman with vibrant violet eyes, and a dazzling smile. Wings stretched out, behind her, as a crown of horns rest upon her golden locks of hair.

For this was the dragon girl VTuber, DraGunShow.

And, the show was just beginning.

~~~

DraGunShow: Hello, chat~! How’s everyone doing this fine day?

DraGunShow show gave her chat a dazzling smile showing off her sharp canines as she watched chats replies come trickling in.

~~~Stream Chat~~~

ViciousDoggo: It begins!

Helios6291: Hello Dragon!

KnightsBannana: Our queen is here!

IdentifiableMistake: Hello girls~!

Quintix: Hello!

~~~~~~

DraGunShow: Hi everyone, it’s nice to see you too. Okay chat, for today’s show I have a special treat for you~! Well… more of a treat for me, but all of you will get a kick out of it!

Her radiant smile was infectious as her body moved about, letting her wings flap as her ‘girls’ jiggled to, and fro as she went in with her little plan for today.

DraGunShow: Okay, my dear friend, SushiandShibari gave me a challenge the other day, and it’s one that I must say I’m all fired up to do! My challenge is to flirt with everyone’s loveable knight, ErrantryPaladin. And, see if we can get him to blush! The nina cat bet I couldn’t do it, but I’m sure as hell bet I could! So, who’s ready to see their favourite knight blush up a storm?!

~~~~~~

FshOnLand: Oh hell yeah!

RubberDucky98: Let’s do this!

Venger: 5000 bits says she can’t do it.

Rightotheleft: I’ll take that bet.

Yenta: Another 5000 says she blushes first.

Tallai37: Gonna pass that to Errant’s stream then?

Venger: Sure, why not.

~~~~~~

DraGunShow: Ohh~! Do you have no faith in me chat? Please, this is going to be a cake walk~!

DraGun opened up the stream to show she already had, ErrantryPaladin’s stream playing in the background, he was playing another round of, Deep Rock Galactic, and had just finished a mission when, DraGun decided to call, VTubings most infamous heartbreaker.

Errant’s model look to the side as his eye brow shot upwards in an inquisitive, yet cautious manner.

Errant: Hello, DraGun. To what do I owe the unexpected pleasure?

DraGunShow: Okay chat here we go!

DraGunShow: Hey, Errant~! How’s to going?

Errant: It was going well, but now I have a sense of foreboding. Do you need something, DarGun?

DraGunShow: Hey, my name is, DraGunShow, but you can call me tonight~!

Errant: Eh?

DraGun was met with the lovely sight of, Errant looking at her with an utterly bewildered expression across his face. It was cute, but not what she wanted.

DraGunShow: Do you know what’s on this years Valentine’s menu?

Errant: What?

DraGunShow: Me-N-U~!

Errant face contorted into an array of wild facial expressions, varying from the confused, the pondering, to the clarification, and then back to the confused.

DraGunShow: Uhhh… I-I’m no photographer, but I can picture us together~!

Errant: W-What are you doing?

DraGunShow: Uhhh… shit… O-One moment.

Errant: Okay?

DraGun quickly muted herself as she turned to face her screen as he face fell as panic, and embarrassment set in.

DraGunShow: I fucked up!

~~~~~~

RohanasStalion: That was horrible

AledenTheon: crash, and burn baby

VicuousDoggo: abort abort abort!

Venger: So, do I pay Errant the 5000 bits then or what?

~~~~~~

DraGunShow: No! I can still do this! It’s just a little mess up! The bets not over yet! I CAN DO THIS!!!

Fire erupted from, DraGun’s model as she pumped herself up, she roared at her chat as her chat started to hype her up, and she quickly unmuted herself, and…

Errant: So what’s this bet of yours all about?

Stopped dead in her tracks as, Errant’s simple comment blindsided her.

DraGunShow: H-How did you know about that?!

Errant: Someone on my chat decided to make the same bet; ‘5000 bits says, Errant can’t make, DragonDeezBoobs blush.’ Is that why you were flirting with me earlier? To get me to blush?

DraGunShow: Ah-hahaha haaa… SushiandShibari made bet with me that I couldn’t get you to blush, and I bet I could. So…

Errant: And, what is the prize of you winning this bet; bragging rights?

DraGunShow: Uhh… Yeah pretty much. Bragging rights, and gloating that I could get you to blush.

Errant: Hmmm… Would you care to make this more… interesting~?

The way, Errant purred that last word sent a chill down, DraGun’s spine. On that filled her with excitement, and desire as he stared her down.

DraGunShow: Interesting how~?

Errant: Simple: We both tell pickup lines until the other pleads uncle, and the winner wins both the smug satisfaction of making the other blush, and admit defeat. And, the promised 5000 bits their chat offered. You game, or is the dragon afraid to be burned?

DraGun let loose a growl deep within her throat as she took the Paladins challenge with earnest gusto.

DraGunShow: I’m game! Ready to become a blushing mess when I break you down!

Errant: we shall see. Alright! Chat we are about to have our little duel. You shall be the ultimate decided on who the winner is. And, you also allowed to tell us any of your clever pickup lines in the chat. Unless that is a problem, Dragun?

DraGunShow: My chat vs yours? Sounds like fun, what do you say chat, up for a challenge?

~~~~~~

RubberDucky98: Yeah let’s do this!

Tallai37: We’re gonna wreck them!

Yenta: Anyone want to add to the betting pool?

Penguinwithagun: I’m down for 500!

Kachina: I can do a 100.

Venger: Let’s take them for every bit they have!

~~~~~~

Dragun smiled deviously as she stared at the wandering paladon as they prepared for the games to begin.

DraGunShow: Seems my chat is upping the wager.

Errant: So are my; hopefully they can forck over the bits when you lose.

DraGunShow: In your dreams pretty boy~!

Errant: Ladies first.

DraGunShow: Alright, I’m not feeling myself today, can I feel you up instead~?

Errant: Weak. Treat me like I am a pirate, and give me that booty.

DraGunShow: Arrgh me captain, der be dog shite over the starboard bow!

Errant: Oh, tough croud.

DraGunShow: If you were a flower you’d be a damn-delion~!

Errant: What are you some sort of cocky sixth grader? Hit me with something good!

Errant: Ahem, my turn. Do you know how to play, Titanic?

DraGunShow: There’s a game associated with the, Titanic?!

Errant: Yeah, it’s a simple enough game to play too; You be the iceberg, and I’ll be the, Titanic going down you~!

DraGun’s eyes flared for the briefest of moments. She cooed softly to herself as she watched how he could play with fire. No things we’re getting exciting!

DraGunShow: Tell me, do you have extra room in your mouth for an extra tongue?

Errant: Do you like bacon, DraGun?

DraGunShow: I love me a slice of bacon.

Errant: Wanna strip then?

DraGunShow: Eh? Ohhh… That’s bad. That’s really bad.

Errant: Yeah, it took you too long for you to realize it.

DraGunShow: My turn! That shirt looks good on you, as a matter of fact, so would I~!

Errant: Speaking of clothes, while you look absolutely gorgeous in yours, I bet you’d look divine without them~!

Dragun’s cupped her face with her hands as she reeled back, even if she tried to hide it, errant could see the red of her blush blooming across her face.

DraGunShow: You threw that back on me! That’s not fair!

Errant: Alls fair in love, and war my dear dragon.

DraGunShow: EEEEEIIII?!?!!

~~~~~~

Venger: I think we’re gonna lose this one pals.

Zathrian: the pool is at, 6380 bits.

TraiqKanti: He’s breaking her down.

AledenTheon: I expected her to be better at flirting.

IdentifiableMistake: Always the flitter, never the flirted.

Quintix: She is absolutely adorable though.

Rightotheleft: The clips that have been made will be fantastic!

Asrid: Here’s a flirt you can use, DraGun!

~~~~~~

DraGunShow: I recommendation?

DraGunShow: Hmm…

DraGunShow: Oh~! Fufufufu~!

Errant: Should I be nervous chat? I feel like I should be a little nervous.

DraGunShow: Hey, Errant~?

Errant: Yes?

DraGunShow: I’m no watermelon, but I have something pink, sweet, and juicy that I’ll know you’ll like. Oh, and it’s seedless, would you care to change that~?

Errant gave a low whistle as he looked away, a faint blush, but a noticeable blush spread across his face. She may be losing their little challenge, but that little blush was a win, and all wins in her book.

Errant: Now that’s quite the spicy pickup line. Better step up my game then.

DraGunShow: Bring it on, Loverboy~!

Errant: I will, but can you remind me later to hang up a photo that I have of you first?

DraGunShow: Y-You have a photo of me?

Errant: I do, but I keep forgetting to put it up; Can you make sure I remember so I can nail you against the wall~?

DraGunShow: Eh…?

The cold unwavering confidence he carried as he said that to her face broke her. She thought she was a strong girl who could make any man fall to their knees before her. But, he wasn’t any ordinary man now was he?

DraGunShow: O-Okay! A-Are you…?!

Errant: Hey question: You ride a motorcycle right?

DraGunShow: Y-Yeah…?

Errant: And, you of course grab the handle bar to ride it.

DraGunShow: Yeah, that’s how you drive any bike.

Errant: So, should I grab you by the horns to ride you then~?

DraGunShow: EH?!?!

And, with those few words. DraGun’s face erupted into a display of red as her hands swiftly covered her face as she become flush with embarrassment. The bastard was smooth, smoother than she exercised expected him to possibly be. And, as much as she enjoyed flirting with him, it was embarrassing as all hell.

DraGunShow: I give! I give! I-I-I can’t do this anymore! You win!

Errant: And, victory is mine! Pay up chat.

Errant hummed to himself as he say the donations from the looser flood in. This had been a fun little diversion in his opinion. However, he thinks he did more harm than good.

Errant: Uhh… DraGun…? Are you okay? Did I take it too far with the flirting? If so I’m…?!

DraGunShow: I’m fine?!! Great even! Congrats on winning! Goodbye!

Errant: Uhh… Okay, good…

A soft chime sounded as the call disconnected as, Errrant’s hand that was about to wave goodbye slowly fell, as DraGun’s swift, and sudden departure.

Errant: …

Errant: I think I have done irrevocable harm to her…

Errant: …

Errant: Okay… back to rock, and stone then.

~~~

DraGunShow had swiftly cut the call as she now hid with her face in her hands, and she screamed in embarrassment at what, Errant had done.

DraGunShow: If you were going to make a girl blush you could have least be a gentleman about that.

~~~~~~

Penguinwithagun: Isn’t that why everyone likes him though?

~~~~~~

DraGunShow: S-Shut up chat!

~~~~~~

Venger: Best 5000 bits I’ve ever lost.

TraiqKanti: Did she really lose the bet?

AledenTheon: Considering, Errant flirted with her, it’s a win.

Asrid: SushiandShibari’s bet was a fantastic idea.

~~~~~~

DraGunShow: NyanNinja?!!

DraGun’s model shot straight up, while her face was still flushed red with embarrassment, her eyes held a blazing bloody red. A setting for her model where she can make her models eyes change from their usual violet hue, to deep crimson to show that she was angry. And, right now, she was pissed.

~~~

Meanwhile on another, VTuber’s stream, SushiandShibari was playing a horror game when she got a sudden call from her friend.

SushiandShibari: Hmm? Oh, DragonDeezBoobs is calling me~! But, why?

SushiandShibari: Hey, DraGun, what’s up, do you need something?

DraGunShow: You’re a bitch!

SushiandShibari: Eh…?

And, as suddenly, and unexpectedly as she called she left, leaving a bewildered, and confused cat behind, leaving her with, but one question.

SushiandShibari: W-What… What the fuck was that about?!

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Haaa… I lnew what, and how I wanted this done for days… but, it took me days to write it?!

Haa… enjoy everyone.

Oh! It’s AI art if you’re curious. I would have found a photo, but I couldn’t find one that fit. As sad as that is, I did get the, Dragon Slayer prompt out of it.

#rwby #jaune arc #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #vtuber au

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