#like ashleys long hair makes me mad too

[erenthology]

a/n: nothing wrong with acne, this is self indulgent. The Eren brain rot has been taking over ever since watching the finale. Not proof read obs

Academic rival Eren who’s always made your life a living hell. while secretly obsessed with you.

Rival!Eren who flirts idly and is the most contusing person. you can never tell if he’s being serious or not.

Rival!Eren who stops you on your way out of school. “move, asshole.” of course, the life sized giant doesn’t. “did you not hear me? I called you an asshole.”

“Have dinner with me” he grins. what is wrong with him? you think. not liking the way your heart is beating 10 times faster

Rival!Eren who smiles watching you run away from him, knowing the tension isn’t one sided, and you do too

Rival!Eren who first laid eyes on you in pre school, crying because some kid had stolen your strawberry shortcake. you were both kids. Eren angrily pushed his cake on your plate, blushing when your tear streaked face thanked him

Rival!Eren who then made sure to make that guy’s life hell for the rest of the school year. You really loved your strawberry shortcake, the memory makes him laugh

Rival!Eren who slowly noticed you’re the only one keeping up with him in class. He still remembers the day you told him you’ll surpass him

Rival!Eren who then became your rival, who told the kids you had germs just so they wouldn’t take you from him and

Rival!Eren who loved you through all of your phases, and found you just as beautiful that summer you came back from break with your face covered in acne, and hair cut in a bob

Rival!Eren who couldn’t keep up with you in 8th grade because your boobs had grown so big over the summer, it was all he could focus on

Rival!Eren who nearly had a stroke when you got your first boyfriend. He even accidentally smashed the guy’s face in when he heard him talking about you in inappropriate ways

Rival!Eren who was right there to take the blame. He was fine with you hating him for the breakup, as long as you still talked to him, even if it was just to cuss him out.

Rival!Eren who was your first kiss. “If you score more than me on this, Eren, I’ll do whatever you want” you once so confidently said. he pretended to suggest the kiss as a punishment, but still reminisces over the way you both blushed and ran separate ways after the innocent pec

Rival!Eren who got accused of having a crush on you by the boys, and got so mad at the way you denied it, he started taking girls out on the dates just to get back at you

Rival!Eren who watched you slip away from him but nevertheless kept his eyes on you over the years. made sure no one was bothering you beside him

Rival!Eren knows, you know. whether you like to admit or not, you’re his. you have been since that day. he’s always been behind you, and you’ll always expect him to be

Rival!Eren who, even in collage, loves to compete with you. thrives over the fact that he has been opponent since you were both kids, and no one else

Rival!Eren who thinks you look so freaking sexy every time you score higher than him and gloat. your ego is through the roof and he loves it

Rival!Eren who also loves it when you crumble before his eyes as he exceeds you in certain subjects

Rival!Eren who goes out of his way to catch your attention. Pulling your hair in class, kicking your feet under the desk, anything, really.

Rival!Eren who touches girls, kisses them in the hallway right when you walk by just to look you in the eye and grin

“You disgust me” you mouth to him.

You’ve definitely heard rumors from girls gossiping in the school bathroom. Especially by ashley, who loves going on about the night they spent together. “Eren fucks like a god, he knows his way around a woman’s body.” bla bla bla

Rival!Eren who catches your eye in the school cafeteria. He always looks at you, but this time you really looked at him. He’s fresh out of the shower. must’ve had practice, you think. you really do love when he wraps his hair in a bun like that

Rival!Eren who stares just as intensely back at you, resisting the urge to come over and do the things he wants to. instead, he takes the opportunity to wink at you, chuckling over the way you get up and throw away your remaining food

Rival!Eren who runs after you to catch up, but is reminded of your stubbornness when you ignore his shouts, instead he wraps his hand around you and pulls your entire body towards him

Rival!Eren who leans forward and whispers, only for you to hear, “if you ever look at me like that again, I’ll come over and fuck the shit out of you in front of the whole cafeteria.”

Rival!Eren who pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear and soaks in the way you’re looking it him, trying his best to force his mind of your silken lips before you visibly snap back to reality and push him away

Rival!Eren who’s eyes gleam mischief when he’s paired up with you for a project. “We’re gonna have a lot of fun” he grins, adoring the face you’re giving him

Rival!Eren who gets mad when you cut yourself on paper. “What the hell are you doing?” he says, carefully inspecting your hand

“Just tell me what to do.” he snaps, taking over

That night you both stayed until late in the library, feeling overwhelmed by all the work. there was nothing weird about Eren’s hand finding yours, and yours finding his, as you both rested your heads on the table

Rival!Eren who blames the gentleman in him when you ask why he insists on driving you back home. “you think that lowly of me?”

Rival!Eren who’s ears spike when a guy in the locker room mentions asking you out. He won’t allow it. suddenly feeling eyes on him, he notices he just smashed his first into the locker

“Uh,” needing to be smart about this, he quickly comes up with an excuse, “nah, she’s too easy, i’d get behind Ashley if I were you, trust me,” he winks. Lies. no one is better than you, but you’re his

Rival!Eren who starts insisting on coming over to your place to get the project done. Wanting to see how you live, what color your sheets are, what you wear at home

Rival!Eren who’s eyes almost fall out of its pockets when he sees your bra lying on top of your gym bag. By no means is he unfamiliar with bra’s or the female anatomy. It’s the fact that it’s yours that send his mind into an orbit

Rival!Eren who thinks you’re getting closer, so why the fuck is he seeing you with another man in a coffee shop on a saturday night?

Rival!Eren who carefully waits until Monday where he tells you he needs to talk to you. even seeing your face is making him crazy, he hates it

Rival!Eren who asks if you have a boyfriend and why you haven’t told him. you’re confused by this for two reasons, 1, you don’t have a boyfriend. 2. Why would you tell Eren?

“Tell me the truth” he demands.

How can he say that after running through half the women in your college? “The truth? I hate you, so much. wish you would just leave me alone.” you say despite the lump in your throat

Taken aback, he speaks in an unsure voice, “you hate me?” It looked like it physically hurt him to hear you say it. “Got it.”

Sighing, you realize you might’ve overreacted. despite all your bickering, you’ve never snapped at him like that before, “Eren, wait-“ but he’s already gone

Rival!Eren who starts ignoring you. He still looks, but he doesn’t mess around with you in the joking manner that he used to

Rival!Eren who’s been on your mind a lot since the fight. so much so, that you’re falling behind on school. you decide to keep this distance he created once and for all, no more back and forth

Rival!Eren who stops listening to his friends the instant he notices your saddened look. to the avarage person, you probably look fine, but he knows you.

Rival!Eren who spams your phone with texts, tries his best getting your attention during class but to no avail. Did someone hurt you? Sitting through this lecture is killing him

Rival!Eren who follows you after class, forcibly taking hold of your hand. “Eren, no.” you sigh, pulling your hand out of his grip. Annoyed, he ignores your request and takes ahold of your hand again, “what’s wrong?”

“Why is it so hard for you to leave me alone?” you yell, surprised by the force in your own voice. both you and Eren’s eyes widen at your second outburst at him

“Alright,” he nods his head, “message received” he says and finally leaves you. Despite having asked for it, panic arises in you as you turn to watch him walk away, only to see him leaning against the locker, still there

A smirk finds his face, “thought I’d leave?”

he’s hit with a surprise when you put your head on his chest and starts sobbing. And you’re left equally as shocked by the relief that fills your chest

Rival!Eren who puts his arms around you and starts stroking your back. he wants to burn the world when he sees it’s hurt you

Rival!Eren who takes you back to his dorm with no room for discussion, but makes a quick pit stop, telling you he’ll be right back and to stay in the car

“Strawberry shortcake?” The look you give him makes him want to back inside and buy you all the cake they have

Rival!Eren who acts composed but feels his heart pounding in his chest all while he drives back to his place, while he’s leaning against the door frame as you’re explore his room, and as eat your cake in silence, with him staring at you

Rival!Eren who’s sure he’s mistaken when you flat out ask to give him to have sex with you, but is quickly corrected when you direct his hand onto the soft flesh of your boob

Rival!Eren who’s fingers act on their own, moulding and squeezing as he regains composure, “hold on, you’ve never done this before, right?”

“No.” you shake your head.

Rival!Eren who grabs ahold of your chin as a smile creeps up on his face , “good.” he’s going to teach you everything. but not today

Rival!Eren who’s thumb plays with the button of your jeans as he asks if you’re going to stop running away from him. loving the way you shy from his question

the way you hesitate makes him want to devour you whole. “I’ll kiss you if you don’t say yes” he leans forward to tease

“C’mon, hurry.”

“Yes.” you barely breathe out before he leans in and kisses the hell out of you. then proceeds to unzip your clothes

Rival!Eren who has the longest make out session of his life, making sure to prepare you by playing with every part of your body

Rival!Eren who’s soaking in the way your face twists into pleasure when he twists and turns his fingers inside of you, telling you to calm down and trust him

Rival!Eren who he talks you through your orgasm, flicks his tongue on your pulse point and whispers, “no one has ever touched you here before, right?”

Rival!Eren who holds you face in his hands after making you come, kissing you once, kissing you again, again, and again. he can’t stop stealing kisses from you, it feels like he’s been robbed of this his whole life.

Rival!Eren who declines your request for him to fuck you. only for you to get mad and get up looking for your clothes

“Yeah, but you’ll fuck every other girl passing by.”

Rival!Eren who laughs and drags your ass back down on his lap, he’s not letting you get away again. not a chance in hell

“You’re gonna belive rumors, baby? thought you were my smart girl.”

“Look, I may not be a virgin, but I might as well be. you’re the only girl Ive ever wanted. it’s not an excuse, it’s a fact. And I’ll keep showing it to you until one day you’ll believe it.”

Rival!Eren who promises to take your virginity one day, but not today.

[meangirls-imagines]

Hey! Can I request a Regina x Reader fic where Regina sees you talking to another girl who, in Regina’s opinion, is a wannabe of Regina. She’s somewhat touchy with you so of course Regina gets mad at you. You’re confused on why Regina is mad at you at first, which makes her angrier. You go to Gretchen for help. Then when you do know what it’s about, you spend the rest of the day grovelling at Regina’s feet until she decides to forgive you. She doesn’t hesitate to tell you how much of a Regina-wannabe the girl you were talking to is, though.

Wannabe Blondie

Summary: Regina's unwanted wannabe gets too close to you. Regina being Regina doesn't take to kindly to that. Thanks to Gretchen, you figure it out and grovel to your girl.

WARNINGS: suggestive, jealous Regina, aggressive Regina, fluff

Regina George was one in a million.

So she thought.

Until a girl named Ashley Cunningham showed up to North Shore.

Regina didn't have a problem with it. She was a changed woman who didn't get mad at petty things but things...changed.

Ashley started dressing like her, acting like her, duplicating her routines, etc..

Now, Regina loved her admirers but there was something...different about this. It was like she was trying to actively become Regina, which the original recipe herself was going to brush off.

Until the bitch decided to involve Y/N.

Y/N and Regina had been dating since Spring Fling their junior year, after everything happened. Regina had never been happier. Y/N treated her well, respected her, took care of her. The greenest flag a girl could be.

On Monday, Y/N had met Regina at the blonde's locker. Regina smiled as the girl approached, pecking her lips. "Hi sweetie. Ready to go?" Y/N smiled and sighed. "I wish I could, mama, but Mr. Rapp is having me tutor some sophomore girl."

Regina's brow furrowed. "Who?" Y/N thought for a second and then remembered.

"Some girl named Ashley Cunningham."

What. The. Fuck

Regina plastered on a fake smile. "Sounds great baby. Just come over when you're done?" Y/N smiled and nodded and kissed the blonde's cheek. "It won't be too bad."

It was bad. Very bad.

It seemed every time Regina wanted to hang out with Y/N, Ashley somehow, someway, always butted in.

"Y/N, I need help with these problems."

"Y/N, I don't get this."

And bless her girlfriend's heart. Y/N had always been oblivious, that's what took them so long to get together. As the days went on, Regina began to notice how Ashley adopted her mannerisms.

Pink on Wednesdays, doing her hair like Regina's, figuring out her perfume and buying it. It was creeping Regina out. But it was also pissing her off because there is only ONE Regina George.

The last day of this nightmare, Regina decided to pay her girl a visit during her last tutoring session with the spawn of Satan. She walked into the library and automatically saw Y/N and Ashley at a table. Y/N was overlooking Ashley's paper and Ashley seemed to be leaning closer and closer to Y/N.

Regina made her way over quietly. "Okay. Everything looks good. Just go give this to Mr. Rapp and you should be good to go." Ashley nodded and took the paper back.

"You've been such a godsend Y/N. How can I ever repay you?" Y/N shook her head. "Don't worry about it, just trying to help." Ashley draped herself over Y/N. "Please. I'll do anything."

Y/N uncomfortably moved out of the way. "Yeah, no. I have to get to Regina." Ashley scoffed. "Why have her when I'm right here?"

Regina decided to make herself known and speak up. "Because I'm better than you in every sense." Y/N smiled at the sight of her girlfriend but was met with a glare.

Ashley scoffed again. "Sure you are." Regina towered over the girl. "I know I am. Now leave."

Ashley scurried off, leaving Y/N and Regina alone. Y/N went to talk to Regina but was met with her ice queen stare and the blonde storming off and leaving.

What the hell?

The next day, Y/N was met with the cold shoulder. No kisses, hugs, affection of any sort. She was confused as to why so she went to the only person that would know.

Gretchen.

"She's mad at you."

Y/N sighed in frustration. "Yes, Gretchen. I'm aware. Can you tell me why? Instead of pointing out the obvious." Karen went to take a sip of her drink and Gretchen stopped it from going up her nose. "What were you doing all week? With who?"

Realization hit Y/N like a brick. Oh.

She had some groveling to do.

Regina was awoken from her daily after school nap to soft kisses being planted on her cheek and neck. She smiled softly.

"So you came to grovel, hmm?"

Y/N smiled softly against her neck. "Yeah, mama. I'm sorry for the past week. I was so focused on getting the tutoring done that I didn't even realize that I was neglecting you. I'm so sorry."

Regina turned over in Y/N's arms. "I forgive you, but don't let it happen again. Especially with that wannabe." Y/N smiled. "Wannabe?" Regina scoffed. "Like you didn't notice her trying to be me.

Y/N shook her head. "No?" Regina looked at her girlfriend incredulously. "She totally was. She copied my style, my hair, my mannerisms...you really didn't notice?" Y/N shook her head.

"There's only one Regina George and it's you. That's who I pay attention to."

And when Y/N came in Monday morning looking like a lovesick idiot walking with Regina, Ashley knew she lost.

[bravevulnerability]

say don't go

A/N: Post 4x06, Demons, AU. Picks up from exactly where the episode ends.

-

"The waiting is a sadness Fading into madness It won't stop... I'm holding out hope for you to say 'don't go' I would stay forever if you say 'don't go'"

'Say Don't Go' - Taylor Swift

-

Castle remains on the sofa long after Alexis shuffles sleepily off to bed. He thinks he did a sufficient job of taking her mind off of her complicated relationship with Ashley, but now that he sits alone, in the dark, with Ghostbusters playing on the television for the third time this week, his mind wanders to his own. Is his relationship with Beckett just as doomed as he feels his daughter's may be? He and Kate may not be long distance the way Alexis and Ashley are, but there are times when it certainly feels that way.

Sometimes his overthinking leads to the bad habit of drinking. He only means to blunt his thoughts of her with a shot glass of bourbon, some scotch, but then he's sleepy yet wide awake at the same time and drifting out the door on impulse and lost inhibition alone.

Anything is possible, he told Alexis, even the seemingly impossible. But he doesn't want Kate Beckett to be an impossible feat. He just wants her to be his partner, his best friend, and someday, more. And tonight, through the hazy thoughts fogging up his mind, he just wants to see her.

-

Kate is sitting at her dining room table, a glass of wine in her hand and a puzzle in front of her. She frowns down at the array of black cats scattered about a pumpkin patch, the thousand piece monstrosity spread before her. Burke said she should find something to distract herself with when she's feeling overwhelmed - something tangible and engaging, like a puzzle. Maybe she should have been less ambitious with her choice.

The knock on the door is almost a relief.

She pushes away from table, sets down her wine, and glides toward the entryway with something like anticipation brimming in her chest. She knows it's him. Who else would it be?

"Still afraid of the demon, Castle?" she chuckles, swinging the door open.

He's standing on the other side, swaying slightly on his feet.

He blinks, brightens. "Kate. Hi."

She tilts her head at him quizzically. "Castle. Have you been drinking?"

"What?" he sputters, lifting an affronted hand to his chest. She purses her lips as he lists further to one side. "No. No, it's just - it's the witching hour, Beckett."

"Excuse me?" she deadpans, but he's pushing his way inside. Kate sighs and shuts the door behind him.

"The witching hour! It's the time of night when witches, demons, and ghosts are thought to be at their most powerful," he rambles on, making excited gestures with his hands. "Times vary, but it usually happens after midnight."

"So," she surmises, strolling towards him as he paces in her kitchen. "You're here to... protect me?"

He nods, solemn.

"We've been dealing excessively in the supernatural this week, Beckett," he murmurs, narrowing his gaze on her. "What if we upset the balance?"

"The only balance upset tonight is yours," she chuckles, stopping in front of him and placing a steadying hand to his waist. "Did you catch a cab here, or car service?"

"Cab," he sighs, leaning towards her. She quirks an eyebrow as he touches his hand to her shoulder, his fingers curling around the hair still twined in a loose braid. "You never wore your hair like this before."

Kate ignores the low, thoughtful timber of his voice, the intensity of his gaze on her.

"I don't always have the energy to style it," she shrugs, letting him play with the rope of her hair. "Keeping my arms up too long aggravates my scars. So sometimes just letting it dry on its own and tying it back is easier."

"Right," he says, sobering slightly, dropping her hair. His gaze drifts to the covered spot on her chest where he knows a bullet pierced instead. "Right."

"It was helpful for this case to have it out of my face, though," she scrambles, not even sure why she does. Only that she wants to see him smile again, to keep the darkness from his eyes. "Made it easier to ghost hunt."

His lips quirk at that.

"Speaking of... since you're here, do you maybe want to watch a movie? Something on theme?" she hedges, chewing on her lip nervously. But Castle only brightens, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"Oh yeah! There's a horror movie marathon on right now!"

He scrambles around her to reach the couch, hitting her coffee table on the way. Kate rolls her eyes, but follows him with warmth spreading through the usual ache of her chest.

-

A bloodcurdling scream startles him awake, his arm reflexively tightening around the warmth of Kate's shoulder- oh.

Castle blinks past the grit of sleep in his eyes, enough to look down and find the curl of Kate's body beside his. She's sleeping hard, her limbs heavy and loose against his, puffs of her breath escaping from the slight part of her lips and pooling along his clavicle. He checks the laptop in front of them, the small screen with a black and white film playing on the coffee table - some slasher film he doesn't remember them starting.

He sighs and relaxes back against the plush of her couch and the nest of blankets around them. They both must have dozed off during the first film, shifted closer through lack of consciousness - because this is definitely not the position he remembers watching the movie in. It's the only conceivable notion for Kate Beckett cuddling up against him like this.

"S'wrong?" she mumbles, her shoulders shifting against his chest, her head lifting from the alcove between his neck and collarbone. Her hand rises from beneath the throw across her shoulders and rests on his chest. "Heart's racing."

"Movie," he assures her quickly. "I heard screaming, woke me up."

She hums, still not totally awake and drops her cheek back to his shoulder, nuzzles him. Oh god. It's a Halloween miracle. A torturous, wonderful miracle of a moment.

"Must be late," she yawns, her eyelashes tickling his throat.

He swallows hard. "Yeah, I - I better go. I think I slept off most of the alcohol, I'm sorry. I-"

"Why'd you come here tonight, Castle?" she questions softly, the drowsiness leaking from her voice as awareness swam to the surface.

"I... missed you," he tries, going for lighthearted, but he can feel the dismissal emanating from her.

"You saw me a few hours earlier," she reminds him.

"Yeah, but then... well, me and Alexis were talking, about relationships, and I started thinking about you. Then she went to bed and I starting drinking a little too much too soon-"

"Thinking of me makes you want to drink?"

"What? No, no," he sputters quickly, his heart picking up a panicked speed again. "I just - I had a couple of glasses and I'm - I'm always thinking about you, Kate. Sometimes a little too much. I didn't mean to just show up, but I... when I'm not with you, I wish I was. I think the alcohol just made it easier to rationalize doing something about it."

She's quiet for a long time and he wants to jump out of the window behind them. He's an absolute idiot. Maybe he still has more liquor in his system than he thought.

He's thinking up a way to get out of this gracefully, to preserve whatever dignity he may have left, when she turns her body further into him.

"Oh Castle," she sighs, the melancholy so heavy in the exhale of his name. "I'm sorry."

His brow furrows and he cups her shoulder. "Sorry? Beckett, you didn't do-"

"I feel like I'm just... keeping you in some stupid limbo," she mutters, fisting a hand in the chest of his t-shirt.

"Kate, no," he protests, but her head is already shaking. "Hey, we're waiting. I agreed to wait and I'm okay with it."

"Castle-"

"I'd wait forever, okay?"

A broken noise escapes her lips and then she's shifting against him, rotating in the curve of his arm to face him, desperate eyes meeting his.

"Not forever," she whispers, more vulnerable than he's ever seen her. "And it shouldn't - it doesn't have to be miserable."

He tilts his head at her, confused. "It's not miserable. This-" He waves a hand between them. Her knees are bent into his lap, his arm is loose and low at her back, and he can feel the heat of her breath on his chin. "Is not miserable."

Kate quirks her lips, but shakes her head at him. She leans forward, her forehead grazing his, their noses bumping. He sucks in a quiet breath.

"No," she murmurs, her lashes low and hiding her eyes from him. "But the day to day? The wanting? I'm kind of miserable, Castle."

He clings to the thoughtless courage that brought him here tonight and reaches forward, his palm curving over the heat of her nape as he drags her in close. He catches her sigh of relief on his mouth when he seals his lips to hers.

Castle buries his fingers in her hair, dismantling the beautiful twine of her braid, but she doesn't seem to mind. Kate cups his face in her hands, rising on her knees to tower over him as she does. He can't contain his moan, his gasp of her name when she opens her mouth over his, caresses her tongue to the seam of his lips.

He leans back further into the sofa, her chest falling flush against his as she follows, keeping close. His hands are ceaseless in their exploration along her spine, trailing the bones of her vertebrae, tracing the hem of the loose sweater, the band of her leggings. She hums at the first touch of his fingers to naked skin, the spark palpable, and he splays his hand wide across her lower back to trap it there.

He barely realizes she's in his lap, her thighs astride his hips until he's clutching his hand in her hair again, tearing away from the perfect dance of her lips for air.

She damn near whines - a sound he was not ready for - and nips at his jaw. His hips jerk and they both still.

"Kate," he murmurs, gentling her with the massage of his fingertips to her scalp. Her head falls to his shoulder and he drops his back against the head of the sofa. "I think this might be the best Halloween ever."

She chokes out a laugh. "Halloween is tomorrow, Castle."

"No, it's past midnight. It's today," he argues wistfully. She sighs and it feels so normal already, bickering between makeouts on her couch. Oh, please let this be his new normal. "Speaking of, do you want to come over tomorrow night, help handout candy to trick-or-treaters?"

He feels her throat work with a swallow, but he doesn't move, doesn't say anything. He lets her think it through, lets her imagine a sense of normalcy that goes beyond this massive leap they took tonight.

"Yeah," Kate decides, sitting back on his knees. She offers him a shy smile, her lips kiss-swollen and lovely. She bridges her fingers at his nape, brushes her thumbs to the fine hairs at the base of his scalp. "I'd like that, Castle. I'd also like it if you were here in the morning," she adds, lowering her eyes to the collar of his shirt that her fingers absentmindedly straighten. "We could talk more about... this, over coffee."

He reaches up, strokes one of the stray curls from her cheek.

"Then tell me not to go," he tests. "Tell me to stay."

Kate unfurls from his lap to stand and snags his hands on her way up, dragging him along after her. He rises from the sofa with stiff knees, stumbling into her, and she grins, wrapping arms around his neck. And he can't help marveling at her even then, with her hair a wreck from his hands and her clothes askew, the city at their backs painting streaks of lights across her face, her sparkling eyes and the smile she saves for him and him alone.

"Don't go." She takes a step backwards, leading him towards a half-opened door, to what he assumes is her bedroom. She pauses in the doorway and arches on the toes of her bare feet. "Stay with me tonight." She presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth, dropping another to his cheek, the crease of his eye. "Wake up with me in the morning." His heart is pounding and he tangles his arms around her waist, pulls her in close. Her lips form a smile against his skin. "Then take me to the loft to prep for trick-or-treaters."

He smiles into the kiss he presses to her lips. He kisses her until they're both breathless and stumbling into her bedroom. They trip and land in a heap on her bed, his body half atop hers as he rises to an elbow, strokes his thumb to the harsh bone of her smiling cheek.

"Happy Halloween, Beckett."

She chuckles against his mouth when he kisses her again, her arms banding firm around his neck and tugging him closer.

"Might just be my new favorite holiday."

[whumpinthepot]

Hamster Interactive Story

Chapter 13. Hair

Prev - Masterlist

Content: Giant/tiny, being handled, dressing/washing, cages, captivity, food mention, healing wounds, pet trope, solitary confinement, ableism, mobility aid being withheld (prosthetic leg), power dynamics, selectively mute whumpee, female cast, dissociation/fear, (let me know if I missed any) 

Pov: Soap Scrub

Poll winner: Be cleaned up, talk to hamster, be moved to main room

ART, WRITING, AND POLL UNDER THE CUT!

—

“Are you ready to cooperate?” Ashley’s shrill voice pounds into your head as you wince at the sudden bright lights, even through all of the fluff you’re under. Slowly you dig yourself out of the bedding to face her.

You have no idea how long you were left alone in the cold, dark room, but you’re filthy, sore, and starting to go insane from basically being kept in solitary confinement for who knows how long. You hate to admit that you’re relieved to see another face, even if it's hers. You sigh heavily in defeat, knowing it won’t work, but you try the spiel anyway out of an obligation to stick up for yourself. “Look lady. You have to let me go-“

“No.” Ashley cuts it short with her arms crossed. “Do you want to stay in here for another week alone, or are you ready to cooperate?”

Quivering in anger you speak through your teeth. “Yes. Okay, yes I am.” You couldn’t handle another week alone in the dark like this with nothing to do. 

“Wonderful.” She claps her hands gently. 

The human is asking what you want to do, and giving you options, but somehow you doubt many of them are really going to be your choice in the end. She’s talking about how it's time to change your bandages, and how she needs to fix you up if you’re going to do model work. 

The next thing she does is pick up the cage with you in it, shifting the floor beneath you, and you have to put your good hand against the bars to brace yourself. 

Looking down towards the floor does you no favors while the cage sways in Ashley’s arms. You close your eyes and ignore the churning in your stomach, almost lurching backwards when the cage is set down on the kitchen counter. 

Now Ashley is going to grab you again, pull on your limbs, threaten you with the weight of her fingers. Your heart beats harder in your chest and your vision tunnels. You can’t take a deep enough breath. 

There's nowhere to escape her hand when she opens the cage door, and she grabs you with a gardening glove on so you can’t even bite her or fight back in any way. Fear paralyzes you, and her grip is too tight to try to wiggle away. You completely freeze, and dignity is thrown out the door when you start crying. Dissociation numbs your body and turns your mind into mud. Everything is a distant blur while she handles you.

The bandages are removed, and after a wash, you’re relieved to see your wounds are healing as they’re supposed to. The skin is knitting back together with lumpy scabs that itch along your arm and legs. You watch numbly as she bandages your limbs back up, as if you’re a puppet on strings, or more realistically, a doll that she’s playing with. 

“You need a haircut.” The dreaded words leave her lips and the thought of human size scissors snipping around your face makes your blood run cold.

”C-Can I do it myself? Please?” You actually look up at her huge face attempting to make blurry eye contact, blinking away stray tears from earlier.

“How would you do that?“ Ashley scoffs, her blue eyes piercing a glare.

“T-There’s a knife in my bag.” 

Ashley laughs. “You want me to give you a knife?“

Your cheeks warm and your mouth starts moving before you process the thought. “I’m the size of your thumb, and have no fucking leg. What do you expect me to do with a sliver of metal?!” The rush of defiance has you breathing heavily, and you brace to be slammed into the floor of the sink.

Ashley certainly looks mad, but she takes a deep breath. “Fine,“ she says.

Before you know it, you’re being granted a pocket sized vanity mirror in the sink with you, and given your knife back, just until you are done with it.Your hands are shaking, and one of them is still hard to move with the bandaged wounds. 

You stifle a sob when you see your reflection, but manage to hold it together. You look worse than you imagined. Your skin is clammy, with dark circles under your eyes and dark stubble starting to grow from your chin. Your hair is hideously sticking up all over the place and completely uneven in length.

Gingerly you start cutting away the longer strands in an attempt to even it out. Black chunks of hair fall around you and scatter around the silver floor. The back of your neck is cold with goosebumps and when you’re done, you throw your weapon across the sink for the giant hand to pluck away from you.

Dread eats away from the inside when she pinches the knife away like a crumb, and you force your voice steady. “Can I have my leg back now?” That was the deal, and now was the time to see if she was good on her word.

Ashley agrees, and hovers the doll leg just above you, and when you try to grab it, she pulls it up out of your reach. “Be nice,” she warns when you scowl at her, and lowers it back down. You yank it out of her fingers and hug it protectively. She tsk’s but turns her back to go do something else. 

“Mommy has to go to work now so be good while I’m gone, and I’ll set up a photo shoot when I get back.” Ashley isn’t talking to you anymore. She’s holding Hamster and giving her kisses. Your lip curls in disgust, and you use this time to pull your leg on as fast as possible.

The human’s back before you can stand, hovering over you, always flexing her power. She grabs you before you’re ready, causing you to yelp in alarm, and then puts you back into your cage. Dread weighs on you at the thought of being put back into that dark room. Except she doesn’t do that. Instead, she places your cage onto the kitchen counter by Hamster’s. 

Ashley’s huge blue eyes peer between the bars at you. “Behave while I'm gone. I’ll know if you try anything, little boy,” She threatens.

Just like that, she’s gone, and probably won't be back until the end of the day.

The room is dead quiet. No TV on today, just a soft humming of electronics, and the sound of a car or two driving by the house.

Hamster’s cage is just across the counter and you stumble past the bedding that Ashley put in yours to see if you can spot the pet from here. To your surprise, Hamster is outside of her cage and standing directly in front of yours, face to face with you. Shocked, you gawk at her for a second before you run your mouth with a snide comment. “Good job not falling off the counter again. You know, since I’m not there to save you this time.” You scowl deeply at her. “What do you want?”

Hamster just stares at you, smiling away.

You guess she’s over being upset that you threatened her before. Maybe she forgot already. Maybe she’s too dumb to hold a grudge. 

“Hello?” You wave. “Can you understand me?”

Hamster blinks back into reality, and nods her head while stroking an armful of her orange hair.

“Can you open the door to this cage?” You ask and point over to the door. The girl's eyes go wide, looking at the padlock on the bars, and she shakes her head no. 

You bite your tongue, screaming internally and go closer to her. Forcing yourself to stay calm. You can’t afford to scare her off. “Maybe you can find a tool for me?”

Hamster shakes her head again and frustration snaps an angry growl out of you. God, she’s actually useless.

”What can you do?” You spit out. “You know you owe me! I saved your life back then.” 

Hamster's eyebrows crease in a small frown and she walks off for a while, coming back with a sliced grape. She offers it to you. 

With a deep sigh you take it and sit in the fluff. “Thanks,” you mumble. It sure beats dried pellets, and the juicy flavour is the best experience you’ve had all week. 

Another several minutes go by without a word and the awkward silence is killing you. Is this really going to be how the rest of the day turns out?

Maybe it would be best to gain her trust after all… Get on her good side so she’ll be more inclined to help you. Pretend to be her friend, ask her questions, tell her a little about yourself. Anything to pass the time, really. 

—

I'm trying something different for these poll options this chapter. Feel free to send me questions via comments or ask box that you want soap to ask or talk about and I’ll include some into the next chapter. If you don’t have anything to ask, you can vote on whatever you want to see happen regardless!!

—

Thank you @alittlewhump for proof reading <3

Tag list: @frogkingdom @verkja @whumpsday @octopus-reactivated @marvel-gt @rsitb-second-account @fallen-grace-smd @winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts @kyp-the-spacekiwi @ilasknives @hollowgast1 @redd956 @zobodahobo @alittlewhump @blackrosesandwhump @angst-after-dark @sandygarnelle @coppercoyoti @kim-poce @mayisreallygay @smoll-stace @demondamage @vickytokio @whump-in-the-closet @shadowsnowdapple @whumpy-wyrms @re-whump @cypresscove @whumpninja @highlighterwhump @taters169 @justagiantpotato

[coff-in]

thank you so much for doing my request!! if you’re comfy with a pt 2 I’d love to read it!! seeing reader cope with becoming a parent and how reader copes with getting raped by andrew … how the dynamic at home changes, andrew as a daddy and ashley as a aunt!! does andrew force reader to marry him? <3 if ur not comfy w doing it as a req then maybe ramble or do it in any other form like a hc! thank youuu 🥹🤍

notes from coff-in: it's past midnight right now where i am (as it it's closer to 1:00am) but i need to write. this is definitely a ramble but thank you for clarifying that i could do that! writing properly for ficlets and headcanons take a bit out of me but i want go give you guys the best that i got, you know? sorry, sorry... on to your ask!

[fem] reader-insert, [afab] reader-insert(?), NSFW, rape, talks/mentions of pregnancy and abortion, incest in the last bits but it's skippable really

the biggest thing that i wonder about is how [reader] met andrew and ashley. how long have they'd known each other? were they quarantined together (was [reader] quarantined at all)? i think i'll leave it up to the reader's interpretation/imagination but these things feel like they should impact the story, you know? um... [reader] doesn't really take to being a mother too well. she doesn't want to be a mother, so it makes sense. ashley wouldn't let her get rid of the child, either. she doesn't like [reader] all that much but she does try to recognize potential opportunities to keep andrew close in this... situation.

the last thing a parent wants to do is to make their child sad. if ashley could get close enough to andrew's child (she'd love the child ofc, it's an extension of her brother) then she could keep andrew close to her, too. any separation of them would also affect the child and until it's born who knows how that can go. ashley doesn't like [reader] all that much. she could come to like [reader], but when i was writing the original piece i sort of didn't write it with ashely in mind... so any relationship they build would be after the rape event.

andrew. andrew andrew andrew. he... he wants the child. it's possibly a new chance for him to have a new life. not necessarily an ordinary life (years of sexual tension between him and his sister build up somehow to him raping a women they sorta kidnap/escaped with from an apartment after demon summoning, murder, and cannibalism) but it could be considered close enough if you squint and tilt your head. again, when writing the original piece i didn't really write with andrew and [reader]'s deeper relationship in mind, just the surface level stuff

andrew has come to care for [reader] to some extent, and the child makes him try to enforce that bond and relationship. he would reflect on his own parents and their parenting and how he raised ashley when it comes to his baby. trying to figure what to avoid (i think putting in the effort would be way better than what his parents did, though. it's not even a battle). he gets touchy feely with [reader]; sleeping in the same bed, holding their hand or resting it on their hip, brushing her hair, etc etc some of the stiff we've seen with ashley. i think he'd also talk to the baby bump, too.

[reader] isn't expected to kill people anymore or to do excessive physical labor. i don't think she takes part in the cannibalism as much either. i'm kinda leaving her vague because i want you guys to really just imprint on [reader] i guess when it comes to this situation. andrew would be a fairly good dad though. uh... sort of dozed off a bit trying to think about him as a dad. he would be way more attentive that his own parents, that's for sure. he's the voice of reason along with [reader] (ashley is that "cool aunt" that the kid loves), but andrew is also still a bit of a doormat or pushover. he can't stay too mad at this kids.

do i think andrew would force [reader] to marry him? maybe. it would probably be good for taxes and other legal documents but i don't know if he'd put such a high value on marriage. i think he'd like the intertwining aspect of it, the legal binding it brings. i doubt ashely would enjoy this but it's also dependent on your relationship.

mixing this idea with incest ideas because i can't help myself right now, fell free to skip this: andrew and a sibling [reader]. especially a younger one. i don't know but i kind of enjoy the idea of him during quarantine (or right after) just... losing control one night. it's not violent or loud or out of hate; it's quiet and gentle and out of frustration. he takes his younger baby sibling while they're sleeping as a way to just let it all out. the tension and stress and repression of his feelings for them... he just lets them go. ashley's dead asleep and so is [reader], as ling as he's quiet there are no immediate consequences to this action. he raised [reader] since they were a fucking baby and what a wonderful adult they had turned out to be (as wonderful as a graves could be).

aaaaahhh, i'm tired. sorry for the weird sleepy rant response. i feel like i should mention again: i have never been raped nor do i know friends or people personally who have been raped. i haven't really read anything scholarly about it so take all i say with a grain of salt and an open mind. thank you for requesting, 'nonnie. i love it when people ask for expansions or explanations in previous posts (reminds me of devious anon, i miss them)

anyway my eye saight is losing focus so i'll end it here. good day/night/evening whatever you are

----

coff-in

[literaryspinster]

“Hi, I’m Lois,” Jordan says, using the fake name she rests on in the rare times she decides to be a girl in public. “I’m a really big fan.”

“Lois? Right. Hi, it’s great to meet you,” Marie says.

Jordan smiles at her, and man do they look amazing, their hair falling in loose waves around their face, their breasts sitting confidently in a loose black tank top “Don’t tell the other guardians,” they continue, “But you’re like the best one.”

“You’re very sweet, and I love that top on you."

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah, you look great.” Marie wants to kiss them, she wants to sweep the dishes and candles off of the table, lay them down and kiss the crap out of them right here. She wants it so bad that it chews her apart inside. She doesn’t know how well she’s hiding it either, staring into Jordan’s warm, dark eyes with the intensity of a telekinetic trying to bend a crowbar. She should be mad as hell at them for coming here just to spy on her, but she can’t because she just wants to kiss them so so hard.

“Um excuse me, am I interrupting something?” Jonas interjects, but Marie still doesn’t pull her eyes away from Jordan, her person no matter what the papers say.

“Not at all,” Marie says, "Hey can you be a doll and go buy Lois a drink?”

“7&7,” Jordan adds.

“Oh, so it’s that kinda party I see?” Jonas says, the excitement in his voice climbing. “Sure thing gorgeous.” He winks at the two of them and stands up to make a beeline for the bar.

“Come on let’s get the fuck out of here,” Jordan take her hand and leads her out of the restaurant, a few stray glances and camera clicks catching them on their way out. This is probably a mistake, probably something Ashley will ream them for in the morning. She’ll cross that bridge when she gets to it, because there’s no way she’s spending another five minutes with this clown.

They make it to the closest alley, and Jordan places their hand on Marie’s waist to lead her into the safety of the dark. When Jordan starts to kiss her against the brick wall, the traces of anxiety and rage that had built up start to dissipate and float away.

“How long were you watching?” Marie asks, basically sighing into Jordan’s mouth.

“Long enough to know you weren’t cool with any of that. What did he say to you? If you want me to go back in and beat that guy's ass I will.”

“No, just kiss me again,” She says, and they do.

“This is stupid,” Marie says after a few minutes, coming up for another quick breath of air. Meanwhile Jordan's proceeding to scatter unruly kisses up and down her throat “We’re supposed to be broken up.”

“You and Fortress are broken up,” Jordan commas the statement with another firm, quick taste of her mouth. “Not you and me.”

“You’re sure?’

“God I’m so fucking sure,” Jordan says. Marie’s heart races as their tongue touches hers. And she can sense how fast Jordan’s is racing too. It’s not the thrill of sneaking around that does it, it’s just what they do to each other, even after five years. 

And really, it’s a brilliant idea. Women kiss each other all of the time for all sorts of reasons, or at least that’s a popular assumption. If anyone catches them they can chalk it up to that. 

“I hate seeing you with someone else,” Jordan says, reaching under her dress to touch her in a way that makes her breath catch. “Even if it’s fake, I hate it.”

“I love you,” Marie takes Jordan’s face between her hands and dives in again. And they make out against the wall long enough to forget where they are, to forget the rules, to forget everything.

“Can I take you home and fuck you now?” Jordan says, and presses another assertive kiss on the pulse of her neck. “Hmm?”

“Yes, please.”

~From How To Be Liars in Love, CH 2. Jealousy is a Bitch Named Lois

[mermaidsirennikita]

Is there any romance where the couple bath together?

Yes!

Princess by Gaelen Foley has a lovely scene where Darius and Serafina bathe together shortly after they hook up for the first time. They didn't go all the way~ because she's a princess and he's a kitchen boy bodyguard, but she's very overwrought about everything (she had a Big Day) so he holds her in the tub and it's very cute and hot.

The Duke by Gaelen Foley also has a scene wherein the heroine is in the bath and the hero like... helps her bathe? And then he helps her with other things while she is standing (and he is on his knees), still in the tub, so it counts.

Fantasy-wise, there's Charissa Weaks's Witch Walker series (not standalones). In the second book, Alexus and Raina go to these special pool hot spring things to bathe after a long journey, and they wash each other's hair and stuff. Tbh, they were definitely doing ALL OF IT in their little tents during the journey, so. What's super hot about this too is that they ran out of birth control during the journey (fantasy potions lmao) and the new doses haven't kicked in yet, so they have to... finds some workarounds...

Forget Me Not by Julie Soto is a contemporary romance with a REALLY good tub scene. The heroine is a high-strung overworked wedding planner, and she and the hero are kind of in a casual borderline FWB "what are we" situationship. He... helps her relax.

Lady Isabella's Scandalous Marriage by Jennifer Ashley has a scene where Isabella is in the tub and Mac walks in. He does some things. When the maid comes in he wipes his face off with a towel. So he wasn't in the tub, technically, but he did get pretty wet.

Duke of Sin by Elizabeth Hoyt has the infamous scene where Bridget is in the tub and Valentine is watching her and going on about her toes and stuff. He does not get in the tub. Scandalous Desires also has a scene where Mickey is in the tub and Silence comes over and he makes her ~feel him. So neither one is a mutual bath situation, but thought I'd mention it.

The Duke Gets Even by Joanna Shupe has an amazing bath scene after Nellie and Lockwood first hook up, where she's like "I don't want a relationship" and he's like "for sure I am on the same page now let's cuddle in the bathtub while we tell each other our deepest darkest emotional secrets". He is.... RIDICULOUS.

Bride by Ali Hazelwood has an extended, very very good bath scene.

Dreams of a Dark Warrior by Kresley Cole has another "not bathing together but he's watching" scene which is AGAIN fantastic. The hero and heroine are SUPER ENEMIES (he has her imprisoned and wants to annihilate all supernatural creatures, she is a supernatural creature) but as it turns out, they were lovers in SEVERAL past lives. And she remembers this, because she actually never died and is immortal, but he, the reincarnated one, can't. So she bathes and talks about all the things they did in his past lives while he sits there, gripping the chair to keep from jumping her... and then he starts telling her what he'd do to her in THIS life...

American Royalty by Tracey Livesay has a scene where the heroine is in the bath... the hero isn't, I think, but it's another one where he's like "while I'm here om nom nom".

The Music of Love by S.M. LaViolette has an ANGRY BATHTUB BANG scene. The hero and heroine are married but on the outs (she is also pregnant, which is why they're married lmao) during a trip to visit his family. So they're at this inn, and she's in the bathtub, and she's been Lustfully Watching Him Undress sneakily... And he walks in and.... It is SOOOOO GOOD. But also hilarious, because they're mostly just incredibly mad at each other throughout.

A Shore Thing by Joanna Lowell has the leads' first time in a bathtub (I mean, it begins in a bathtub) with what begins as a definitely not innocent bath. They're on a bicycle race together, so they stop in an inn and Things Happen. They also do it in a Victorian bathing machine later lmao

Once More, My Darling Rogue by Lorraine Heath has a bathing scene, I believe. I can't remember exactly what happens, but I'm pretty sure it leads up to this as the hero makes the heroine wash his back as a part of like, her job lmao.

Lisa Kleypas has scenes where the hero "tends" to the heroine in an afterglow bath in Seduce Me at Sunrise and Love in the Afternoon, but I'm not sure if they fully get in the bathtubs. Or just their hands.

[imzadi-caskett-huddy]

Hell Hath No Fury (17/?)

I’m glad you all seem to like the liberties I’ve taken with Jim’s personality and building up Johanna’s as well. The show didn’t provide a ton of information, so I’ve tried to take Kate and divvy up some of her personality between the two of them.

Some of you commented that you thought they made up a little too quickly, that Kate should have still been mad at him. I just want to point out that the reason she was upset with him wasn’t a HUGE reason…their argument definitely wasn’t of the epic proportions of their “Knockout” or “Always” fights. Plus their relationship is still relatively new…I felt it could be worked out with Kate having some time to get through the worst of the anger and then actually trying this talking thing that makes relationships successful. She IS trying to be better for him.

This chapter is going to set up the July 4 holiday. The last chapter I’ll place as the last full week of June, so this would take place about a week later, right before the long holiday weekend.

I still don’t own Castle.

xxxxx

The Harley eased into the garage before coming to a stop. The back passenger climbed off the bike first, waiting for the driver to kill the engine. She removed her helmet and shook out her chestnut hair as the driver made sure the kickstand was down and then jumped off the bike, excitedly removing her own helmet to shake out her red locks.

“I did it!” Alexis exclaimed excitedly.

“You did great, Alexis,” Kate smiled. Of course, they had been working together for about 3 weeks, and Kate had made sure she’d driven the bike around the yard and the driveway safely, then had her drive on the street in front of the house, and then rode with her on the street in front of the house, before she’d suggested they take the bike around town. She’d made sure Alexis was ready and capable before she’d suggested letting the girl test out her driving skills further than a few hundred yards.

“Really? I felt like there were a couple of times I kind of messed up a little,” she critiqued her performance. She was such a perfectionist.

Kate gave her a reassuring smile. “You’re a quick study. And to be your first time out on an actual road, you did a great job. You remained calm, you were safe and cautious. Really, it was an excellent first real ride.”

Alexis grinned and impulsively hugged her. “Thanks, Kate.”

The hug surprised her, but she recovered quickly and returned the gesture. “You’re welcome,” she told her softly.

“I thought I heard my little rebel!” Castle called teasingly as he came out to the garage with a smile. The sight that greeted him of his girlfriend and his daughter in a hug only made his smile grow. “Have a good ride?”

The girl pulled away from Kate and left her helmet on the bike before running over to hug her dad. “I did! Kate let me drive! It was just around town, but I did it, and it was so much fun! She’s a great teacher.”

He kissed the top of his daughter’s head as he hugged her tightly. “I’m glad,” he couldn’t help but chuckle at her enthusiasm.

“I’ve got to go call Ashley and tell him!” she said excitedly, giving her dad a kiss on the cheek before running inside.

“She kind of idolizes you a little bit right now, you know,” Castle told Kate with a smile as he moved to wrap his arms around her waist and kiss her softly.

Kate’s arms slid around him, giving him a smile as she broke the kiss. “I doubt that. She was just excited,” she shrugged it off. “She’s a great kid.”

He smiled proudly. “She is a great kid. And she definitely idolizes you a little bit.” Seeing her look, he chuckled. “I mean it, Kate. I know my daughter…I know that look.”

“Well, I’m honored,” she smiled, moving for another kiss.

“So…you going to offer to teach me to drive your motorcycle next?” he asked her before her lips could claim his.

Her laughter was caught by his mouth. “No,” she pulled away with a grin.

“What? Why not? You taught Alexis!”

She laughed again. “You’re right, I did teach Alexis. Alexis is a model student. She learned all the

rules of the road, took 2 online safety courses, and learned every part of the bike and what the function of each part is. She is an excellent listener, and she follows instructions.”

Castle gave a small pout. “I could do all of those things!” he insisted.

“Yeah right, Castle,” she snorted, shaking her head. “The last time I gave you instructions to follow, my dad walked in on us having sex on the kitchen counter. Or would you prefer to talk about all the times I've told you to stay in the car?” she arched an eyebrow.

“I can follow instructions when it’s important,” he insisted.

“No,” she shook her head again with a smile. “I don't know if our relationship could survive me trying to teach you to drive a motorcycle. If you want to learn to ride, you can get yourself an instructor who is not sleeping with you…who you won’t try to do something stupid to impress…who you aren’t going to try to cop a feel on…and who you aren’t fantasizing about in black leather,” she laughed.

Castle was going to argue, but when he opened his mouth, he realized she was right, so he couldn’t really deny it. “Well…that’s just mean.”

She smiled, clearly amused by him, as she moved back into his arms. “Maybe I just like giving you a ride…” she trailed off suggestively, her eyes growing a little darker and her voice dropping lower.

His hands tightened on her hips slightly, his own eyes darkening at her suggestion. “You don’t need your bike to give me a ride…” he murmured lowly.

“Castle!” she laughed. “That was a horrible line…” she laughed even harder as he tried to kiss her.

“Was not!” he insisted with a pout.

She pressed a gentle kiss to his lips to soothe him before pulling away with a smile. “Well better to get it all out now instead of your party this weekend. You try lines like that in front of Espo and he’s not going to let you forget it. You’ve seen how he treats Ryan,” she warned him with a grin.

He’d been feeling better, and as such had started to get a bit of cabin fever; plus he missed their friends. He loved his mother and daughter, but not really having much social contact with anyone other than them, Alfred, his doctors, or Kate when she was there was starting to make him a little crazy.

When she’d suggested he have a boy’s night, she’d meant he should go back to the city for a

few days or coordinate a time with Ryan and Espo to play their video games online together, or even host a poker game. What she hadn’t expected was for him to decide to combine a boy’s night with the holiday weekend and suggest inviting their friends, and even her dad, out for a long weekend at his place in the Hamptons for the Fourth of July.

Of course, inviting their friends meant they would be outting their relationship in a way; everyone other than Espo, Ryan and Jenny already knew; they didn't feel right asking their families to lie for them, and neither Castle nor Kate had any desire to give up touching or kissing simply to pretend they weren’t in a relationship in front of their friends, and she really didn’t see the need to lie to two men she trusted with her life. So they had simply decided to just act normal and let the others put the pieces together on their own.

“You’re sure you’re up for this many house guests?” she asked him, lacing her fingers with his as they walked back into the house.

“Kate, I’m fine. Alfred is taking care of all the work, so I haven’t had to lift a finger. On his days off, I’m pretty sure I can handle grilling, and I’ve got you and Alexis to help me out as well. I’m fine,” he assured her with a smile.

“I’m more worried about you trying to show off in front of the boys and doing something stupid,” she murmured.

He chuckled softly. “I promise. No showing off. No stunt dives off the diving board. No overly physical games,” he promised. “And if by some chance I do end up hurt, Lanie’s coming. She’s a doctor,” he pointed out.

She narrowed her eyes. “If you do anything that requires her to have to practice medicine this weekend, you’ll be sleeping on the couch in your office instead of in your bed with me,” she warned him, only halfway joking. While she might not completely kick him to the couch, she most definitely would not be letting him touch her if he acted recklessly.

“Scout’s honor.”

“Try again. You were never a scout,” she arched an eyebrow in his direction.

“It’s just an expression,” he sighed. “I promise. Ok?”

She studied him for a moment. “Ok,” she nodded.

xxxxx

After dinner, Kate and Castle had taken a walk on the beach to have some romantic alone time and watch the sunset. They were laughing as they came up the steps to the back porch, Kate

leaning into his side with her arm loosely across his waist at his back and his arm around her shoulders. They both stopped when they saw Alexis waiting for them.

“Hey Pumpkin, is everything ok?” Castle was the first to ask, noticing his daughter was worried about something.

“Yeah, Dad. Everything is fine. I just need to talk to someone.”

“Yeah, of course. You know you can always talk to me,” he moved toward his daughter. Kate released her hold on him and started to go inside to give them some privacy.

“Actually, I kind of would prefer to talk to Kate,” Alexis gave her dad a tiny smile.

Kate stopped at those words and looked first to Alexis and then to Castle. That was as surprising as the hug she’d gotten from the girl earlier that afternoon. She was under the impression Alexis talked to her father about pretty much everything.

“Oh…yeah, no problem,” Castle tried to shrug it off. He wasn’t used to his daughter wanting to talk to someone other than himself about things that seemed to worry her.

“Sure, Alexis,” Kate said with a smile. She turned to her boyfriend and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “Go get the wine and bubble bath ready. I’ll be in to join you in a bit,” she told him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips to get him moving inside so that the younger woman would feel comfortable talking about whatever it was that she didn’t want her dad to know about. Once he was inside, she gestured for Alexis to take a seat in one of the chairs.

The girl instead paced a little bit, causing Kate to smile slightly. She was all too familiar with the need to move in some way when she was feeling overwhelmed. Alexis finally stopped pacing and leaned against the railing silently. Kate joined her, remaining silent. She was also comfortable with the silence and an expert on not rushing someone into talking before they were ready. She would patiently wait until the girl had the words to speak whatever was bothering her.

“How do you know you’re ready?” Alexis finally asked.

Kate had to shake her head, not following. “Ready?”

“You know…ready. Like…with a guy?” she met her eyes.

It took Kate a minute, but when she saw the tips of her ears turning pink along with her cheeks, she put the pieces together. “Oh. Are you and Ashley?” she asked.

“Not yet,” Alexis answered. “But…he’s getting ready to go away to college on the other side of

the country…we’ve been together a year…and I really like him.”

“Well…just because he’s going to California in a couple of months doesn’t mean you should do something with him that you don’t really want to do, especially if he’s pressuring you,” Kate started softly.

“He’s not pressuring me. He hasn’t even brought it up. This is my idea,” Alexis told her honestly. “It’s just…neither one of us has ever….and…I don’t know, I guess I thought being each other’s firsts would be like a special bond that would make our relationship stronger while we’re apart,” she tried to explain.

“Ah…” Kate nodded her understanding. “Your first time is a special experience you only get to have once in your life. You should make sure it’s something you really want to do with a guy you really like. I know you really like Ashley…but if you’re suggesting this because you think your relationship needs it to survive the distance, it’s not going to be enough to make it last,” she started. “But, if it’s something you’ve thought about…which you obviously have…and it’s something that you want because it’s actually something you want and not to please him or try to make your relationship last…then you should do what feels right,” she advised her.

“You don’t think it’s irresponsible? Or that I’m rushing into something? Or that it’s a bad idea?” Alexis asked.

“Alexis, you are one of the most responsible people I know. You’re talking to me about it, which means you’ve given it a lot of thought, and it’s not some decision made in the heat of the moment. And it’s only a bad idea if you do it for the wrong reasons and you’re not careful. I think that you’re as ready as every other 17-year-old girl out there who is in love for the first time,” she smiled.

The younger girl was quiet for a minute, seemingly digesting the advice from the older woman. “I do think I love him,” she smiled. “Thanks, Kate.”

When Alexis turned to go inside, Kate reached out to stop her with a hand on her arm. “Hold on. Just…a little more friendly advice that I wish someone had told me at 17…” she started. “Don’t ever depend on a guy to be prepared with protection. You should have some with you if you’re planning to do that, and I'm not just talking birth control. Don’t ever let a guy talk you out of using it either, and trust me…they will absolutely give you every excuse in the book. Don’t believe them…they’re lying,” she advised her.

“Don’t let a guy make you feel like you can’t say no. You can say no at any point, alright? Even if you’ve said yes, you can change your mind and say no. And if anyone hurts you or isn’t listening to you saying no…or if any guy makes you feel like you can’t say no and you’re uncomfortable or just need to get out of there, call me. I don’t care what time it is or where you are. I’ll come to

get you, and your dad will never know unless you tell him, ok?” she promised her, meeting her eyes so the teenager would know she meant every word. “I’ve got your back, Alexis. Whatever and whenever you need.”

Alexis nodded and for the second time that day, wrapped her arms around the older woman in a hug. “Thank you,” she murmured.

Kate was prepared this time and immediately hugged the girl back tightly. “You’re welcome.” She waited until Alexis had loosened her embrace before releasing her. “How about we head inside now before your dad has a stroke coming up with all kinds of bad scenarios we could be discussing with that imagination of his,” she suggested. Noticing Alexis’s pause at the mention of her father, Kate smiled. “The only thing I’m telling him when he inevitably asks is that we had some girl talk. Your secrets are safe with me, I promise,” she assured her as the two headed inside.

Neither woman was surprised to see Castle waiting in the kitchen, trying his best to seem nonchalant. “Oh, hey…I didn’t realize you two were still out there…” he tried with his most innocent smile.

“Yeah right, Dad,” Alexis rolled her eyes. “I’m going to head up to bed. Goodnight, Dad, Kate,” she told them, giving her dad a kiss on the cheek before heading up to her room.

“So…” Castle tried with a smile.

“So, what?” Kate asked him, grabbing two wine glasses. “You were supposed to get the wine and fix the bubble bath…not wait in the kitchen for us to come back inside.”

His shoulders sagged a little. “You’re not going to tell me what you two talked about?”

“Nope,” she answered honestly, moving to open a bottle of wine to share in their bubble bath.

He pouted at that. “But I’m the cool dad!”

“I don’t care. I’m not breaking the sacred bonds of sisterhood no matter how cool you think you are.” When he crossed his arms and stuck out his bottom lip in a true pout, she had to laugh. “Are you going to stand there and pout all night, or are you going to join me in a bubble bath?” she asked him. When he didn't answer, she shrugged. “Fine, but I’m taking one with or without you,” she started for his bedroom.

He sighed and followed behind her. “That’s not fair. You’re not sisters,” he pointed out.

“The sacred bond of sisterhood has nothing to do with being biological sisters, Castle. It’s about

the shared female experience. I promise you, nothing she said is anything you need to know or worry about. Her safety is not at risk, and she’s not in any kind of trouble. So don’t worry,” she assured him.

“You’re really not going to tell me?” he asked once they were in his bathroom. He started the water in the tub and dropped in some bubble bath.

She placed the bottle of wine and the two glasses near the tub before giving him a smile. “You really want to know?” Seeing him nod, she smiled a little more. “Girl talk.”

“Kate…” he whined.

“No, Castle. That’s all you’re getting from me. Girl talk. That’s what we talked about. If you want anything else, you’re going to have to ask Alexis. And I already promised her that her secrets are safe with me, so you’re not going to be able to trick her and make her think I told you anything to get her to talk,” she informed him. “Now stop pouting, take off your clothes, and get in the tub. Or get out of here so I can enjoy my bubble bath in peace. Those are your options.”

He gave one last huff, crossing his arms. But five minutes later she was settling with her back against his chest in the tub, sipping her glass of wine with her eyes closed, a small smile on her face as his arms wrapped around her.

He placed a soft kiss on her shoulder. "I love seeing you with Alexis like you were today...just not when the two of you team up against me."

She gave a soft chuckle. "I like spending time with her. I meant what I said earlier...she's a great kid. And I care about her a lot."

He smiled, tightening his arms around her. "I love you," he murmured, his nose nuzzling her neck.

"I love you, too," she smiled, turning her head so she could capture his lips for a deep kiss. When she finally broke the kiss, she took another sip of her wine before allowing her body to completely relax back against his, losing herself in his embrace.

xxxxx

So I realize that the detail surrounding Alexis learning to ride the motorcycle is most likely not accurate at all, but it worked for my story, so if you actually do know how to ride a motorcycle and how to teach someone, please just overlook the inaccuracies that I’m sure you’ll spot.

And also, I realize most people assume in fics that Castle’s Hamptons house only has like

4 bedrooms, but I looked and I don’t think it’s ever been said on the show how many rooms it actually has. So for the purposes of this story, it’s going to have 6 bedrooms, because that’s how many I will need it to have, lol. I did look at some places, and it’s not uncommon for Hamptons houses to have that many bedrooms…they are expensive houses, after all.

The next couple of chapters will cover the July 4 holiday…with all the house guests, lol. I hope you guys liked this chapter! I realize there was more Alexis in it that some of you like, but I really want to develop a good relationship between her and Kate, which is something I wanted to see so badly in the show, but we never really got developed. I look forward to your comments!

[obsoleteozymandias]

Heyy, here for that matchup exchange!

A resident evil matchup would be pretty cool, and I’m fine with any gender.

So, first things first, I’m a trans dude that uses he/they pronouns. Sometimes I’ll wear more feminine clothes, but a lot of the time I’m just wearing whatever’s clean. My wardrobe consists mostly of silly t-shirts, the occasional dress shirt, band merch, and just plain black t-shirts. Oh, I own a lot of black clothes. It’s pretty much the only color I wear. I also almost always have a hoodie/sweatpants on too because I’m insecure about my arms and legs.

I have this habit where if something bad happens, I’ll just go quiet for a couple hours. I also get overwhelmed by life so my eyes get all wide and I look like I’m about to cry lol.

That’s what I look like 😭

Anyways, I also have pretty bad depression/anxiety, but I’m fine as long as I take my medication.

Other than all that sad stuff, I’ve been told Im a pretty funny person. I enjoy seeing people smile and laugh because of my jokes. Sometimes im not trying to be funny, it’s just how I am. Like, when something starts to fall (or I think it’s gonna fall) I start to talk to it and maybe kinda yell at it. I also talk to myself a lot when I think im alone. Mostly things like reminding myself to do something or not to do something, but sometimes I’ll have full on conversations about how crazy I sound lol.

I really really like horror related stuff, so that’s something that doesn’t really bother me irl. Like, you could show me a picture of a pretty gruesome wound and I’d just be like “neato” or whatever. I also write—duh— and really like to read in my spare time.

As a lover im pretty affectionate (touch starvation for the win lol) and will bake or cook you anything you could ever want. You mention these cookies that seem really good? I’ve made them for you. You mention that your hungry? Five course meal has just been plated, sit and eat. Im also fiercely protective of people I care about. I won’t hesitate to hit a bitch if they’re being mean to my friends. On the topic of hitting people, it takes a lot to get me angry, and I’m apparently pretty scary when I’m mad. But, instead of arguing or making my anger known, I’ll just go to a room where it’s quiet and I can be alone to play music and calm myself down. I don’t like how I am when I’m angry because I get scared I’ll hurt someone.

Music is also a huge part of my life. I mostly listen to metal (it’s in brand for me if you’ve seen me irl lmao) but I have my guiltily pleasure songs. I also have a somewhat decent (?) singing voice. Idk man. I also dye and cut my hair compulsively because I think it looks cool. I may or may not do it in the middle of the night. I’ll never tell.

Uhh, I think that’s all? Thanks again and I’m sorry this is so long 😭

Bro you are relatable fr. Also thanks for doing this with me :D I love longer descriptions because they give me more to work off of!

== Resident Evil ==>

I match you up with…

Ashley Graham

Okay, I will admit, this is partially because of her skin in the RE4 remake. I won’t lie to you, bro. She’s definitely a scene/punk kid. 

But! That aside, I think the two of you could be an absolute power couple. 

Ashley is most attracted to your loyalty and maturity. She admires that you stand up for what you believe in, including your friends and people you care for. She’s also relieved to know that you aren’t afraid to get physical, since the idea of hitting someone scares her. 

On that note, you’re kind of like her knight-in-shining-armor. You’ll handle anything and everything she can’t stand (ex blood, guts, gore, physical stuff), and she’ll cheer you on from the sidelines. 

And she’ll shower you with kisses and hugs later. She calls your her prince/knight. 

She’s a very affectionate person, and she never hesitates to hug you or call you a cute name. In fact, she finds it delightful that she can be that cheesy around you. She loves that she can be herself around you. 

The two of you are also menaces when it comes to cracking jokes and puns. She’s there to pick up on your gags, and she throws them right back at you. The two of you even spend time together just baking and giggling about nothing important. 

She loves watching you cook and bake. She’ll just sit on the counter and observe you, and sneak in a kiss or two while you’re busy. Especially when you’re busy. You’ve burnt a bit of food because of this. 

Ashley is also a huge fan of music. She’s into pop and indie music, but also rock and, once you introduce her to it, metal. She likes how loud and powerful it feels. 

Ashley will absolutely help you dye and cut your hair - she does it all the time, too! She gets how sometimes emotions can be overwhelming, so you need to just do something expressive. She’ll add matching streaks in the both of your hair, and it's very cute. 

She also loves that the two of you can experiment with fashion together. She’s glad to have a partner who isn’t opposed to wearing some feminine clothing, or who isn’t afraid to express themselves through clothes like she does. 

Overall, you and Ashley are simply made for eachother. You compliment the best in one another everyday, and are a strong couple in my eyes. 

[chlodoll]

i was just trying something here and the week is now over (this was also getting longer than expected)

random thoughts of the week 😮‍💨

that song from north west is so catchy i can’t lie! it’s your bestie ~ miss miss westie ~~~

tiktok shop is really ruining the experience on there

andrew and emma broke up over a decade ago .. please get it together stop the lala land edits i beg

idk if those summer fridays lip balms are worth $24

i need to start watching sports these men are always fighting

selena selena selener… oh girl hahahaha

are kids really in 8th grade unable to spell their own names? what is going on?

still hate a man with a podcast mic

i really have no memory of fantasia and jennifer hudson being on the same season of american idol… i thought they were on different ones? you mean jennifer wasn’t a winner but won in the end?! oh i know that’s right!!

i’m actually shocked kylie didn’t walk the carpet at a wonka premiere yet she was there for most of them?

pardi is 40??? he has a kid???????

they did WHAT in the senate hearing room!!!!

suki still has that photo up on twitter cropping nabiyah out? oh she’s a nasty one and stands by it

and fuck south korea for not giving bts that exemption! giving it to people for playing fucking video games! are they insane?!

ariana needs to just rest and revamp rem beauty OR let it go

both of those rings are hideous

the day james gunn stops coming online and fact checking every damn thing is the day i know peace

these white boys of the month are more in the gutter each time. bring back the heartthrob!

seeing those pics of emma stone from behind with that long black hair for poor things is actually the thing convincing me to watch. idk what it’s about otherwise but that hair!

i never really felt deeply about veneers but zendaya should never get them. she has to keep the toof

it’s been time to recast kang

i really do love the bow trend. that one is really cute

i just want zac efron to be happy

how are they mad at people keeping up with tz and call us weirdos who only like tom and don’t like z when they get majority of their z news from here… if we didn’t like her how does that work? if they really thought we were the weirdos why are they here too?

book authors making fake accounts to leave 1 star reviews? on goodreads? wtf

i would love for meghan and megan to meet

i’m shocked people like the movie the holiday so much. even more that people loved the jack and kate relationship. i must’ve tuned them out each time i watched cause i have no idea how they happened

bridergton will be cancelled before they get to all those love stories. they gotta start doubling up. and shouldn’t have changed the order

drake and camilla cabello? please be serious!

why are they even releasing aquaman in theaters?

sydney sweeney is suddenly styled incredibly well

where is simone ashley casting news

the 9 month cruise on a boat from 2003 sounds like a bad idea

who was that white man who instantly became more attractive saying that grown woman by beyoncé was his favorite song by her?

when are they announcing spider man 4?

what did charles say to get them to totally ruin the crown? they were on his neck before. claire foy didn’t work her ass off for them to end the show like that

my reading goal is going to be 40 next year i’m over this

[mysterybooks-world]

fan fiction & fan art always decided on Jack Spicer's story

But what about Jack himself?

Doesn't he have the right to decide?

I mean what is Jack's personal opinion or feeling on this matter of his life

I'm with Jack Tell him and Show him about this

He became mad at these people and their thoughts about him.

Here's what Jack says

Jack: Are you kidding me? What is your problem people?

Firstly: I didn't dye my hair This is my natural color is red.

secondly: For your information (Some people naturally have white teeth and others have slightly yellow or beige teeth) that is Real information

so my teeth are normal color.

thirdly: My skin color is white so Why are some of your drawings about me with a different skin tone? huh

Fourthly: Why do your stories about me make me more miserable? tragic unhappy. wretched. afflicted. agonized. hurting. I am Murderous, crazy, or I kill myself

Or make me The good side.

I know I'm lonely but this is too much.

Fifthly:I'm not Transgender I am him or he

a boy & male.

Don't forget that.

Sixthly: The thing that's really crazy about me is the ships

Why are you making me love Chase Young this way?

okay, it might seem that way but Chase Young is just my hero in evil

You know like when you meet your idol, actor or singer.

I mean do you know his age?

he is over 1,500 years old.

I am with Wuya Are you crazy?

She's like my teacher or my grandmother And her age

A 1500-year-old Heylin witch.

Katnappé aka Ashley hates me and I hate her So it's impossible for us to be together.

I did speak to Le Mime Only twice Season: 1 Episode: 2 (Like a Rock!) Season: 3 Episode 13(Time After Time: Part 2)

I don't even know anything about him, just a mime from France who had magical abilities.

As for Vlad A thousand no

Gigi Only sees me as his servant or his pet.

Shadow (Xiaolin Chronicles)

She literally part of Chase Young, this is very strange.

the wors is another part with the Monks.

Omi Just a kid

somewhere between the ages of 8-10 (Season 1 start) and somewhere between 10-12 (Season 3 end).

I'm like his big brother figure

Raimundo and Clay are nothing for me

as for Kimiko Yes, she is cute but She has anger problems And I'm not her type.

And the another ships From different dimensions

Blossom Utonium (Powerpuff Girls)cartoon.

Princess Morbucks (Powerpuff Girls)cartoon.

Betty Barrett from (Atomic Betty) cartoon.

Tom Lucitor from (Star vs. the Forces of Evil) cartoon.

Hunter from (The Owl House) cartoon.

Red Son from (Monkey kid) cartoon.

I don't know these people

And did anyone ask me if I was gay or Bisexual.

I may be asexual.

What about you guys.

me with The reader or me with your oc Character and I don't know whether I should feel happy that I am famous or uncomfortable They interfere with my privacy.

Jack: <Especially if your story have +18 0r s##>

Me say toJack: Welcome to the tumblr sexyman club While you are there Can you Send my regards to sans, bendy, freddy,huggy wuggy, wally darling And to the new member tadc jax from (the amazing digital circus)

Jack looked at me with an insanely angry look

I want a lawyer To stop this stupidity.

I'm tired of you all

I will go on long vacation with myster and Ye

Good day Wait a minute, I mean Bad day

Jack got sick of you all and comes out of the rooms.

Me: I don't blame Jack

I mean, I like drawings of Jack, but It better be original and Classic

I mean let Jack be Jack

True, we make him an amazing Jack, or his story is a sad Jack, or he becomes a good Jack

Ye: What did I miss? I didn't pay attention to the conversation I was enjoying ice cream Taste.

Me: Pack your bags We're going on vacation with Jack.

[its-ashley-95baybe]

(This is long ashley but worth it. I promise).

Does anyone else feel like tomdayas set this up? Because they can’t be wrong?

Larries would do it all the time. And it makes sense.

Tom is seen at the airport, they all assume he goes to zendaya. Except we get no pics. And they know that we always get pics.

So they believe a random tik Tok. That could have been mistaken identity, a tomdaya, a lie, etc.

Then same day tom is said to be in France skiing. We know tomdayas were mad that Tom wasn’t at Christmas with her. And they couldn’t process he wouldn’t be with her for new years. So they start to say they are at the beach.

They use a pic from zendayas stories which could be from anytime to say they are at the beach.

Then a random person on Twitter claims their brothers roommate said that Tom and zendaya are at the beach. It’s not anyone direct. Like it’s not someone who is truly there. Why? Because if they get proven wrong then they can say “well it came from a third party.” And listen we all know that Tom looks like any white dude. I’m not buying that a random roommate saw them.

It’s a video where you can’t tell anything. You can’t tell if it’s Tom and zendaya. It could legit be any interracial couple. And again tomdayas know this because originally tomdayaland posted saying “can’t see them properly but that’s what the tweet claims.”

Plus the hair doesn’t match for zendaya.

It’s just a little too fishy for me to believe.

Here is what we (and tomdayas) know. If Tom and z are truly on a vacation- we are going to get pictures. Fans, paps provably. If this is all we get- no way it’s them. We would KNOW for sure they are there and are seen.

So I want to see if we get more pics. Because otherwise this could be a plan by the tomdayas

And they did it last year. Then we’re proven wrong. And for anyone who is like “no way this happens”. I was in the one direction fandom for years. This is exactly what larries woudl do. After the band broke up people exposed them with documents, texts, and things that showed how they planned thjngs out. They would have someone take videos to make it seem like it was Larry and it wasn’t. I’ve seen it before and this is what this whole thing coudl be.

That’s why I want to wait and see more pics.

Always love this from you anon💙

[percontaion-points]

Firstlife chapters 26-28

Today’s review might be difficult for some; reader discretion is advised

Click to see the rest of the snark & image descriptions

Chapter 26

“He went to ask the King for an army.”

Chapter 26 summary: We left off on guards coming for Ten, but then she wakes up with Archer leaning over her. He got that mysterious message, and went to check out “the crack house”, where he found her. And nursed her back to health. How he knew exactly where to find her is beyond me, but whatever. He continues on to say that Troika found the spirits of Kayla and Reed screaming for help in the human world, and they signed without hesitation. 

Ten wants to keep going back to Many Ends so that they can save all of the unsigned souls, but knows that it’s too risky to keep being put on the brink of death over and over. She isn’t sure that she should sign with Troika, if only because she isn’t sure that she’d be able to get back to Many Ends from that realm. 

A few days pass, and Ten tries to regain her strength. Archer comes in to tell her that Sloan is missing, and has been since the party. Lina then starts banging on the wall from the other room, where they’ve been holding her prisoner. Ten goes to her cheap plot-device auntie, who proceeds to vomit up what’s going to happen. 

In short, Pearl is going to murder Sloan. Who has, only hours ago, signed with Myriad. And also Killian, for some unholy reason. Both Archer and Deacon warn Ten that this is clearly a trap, but she doesn’t care. She’s going to go save her friend. Archer leaves, and Deacon says that the military force is stretched thin enough, made worse by how they only have one conduit left. He goes on to say that Archer went to go ask the king for troops. 

Chapter 27

A third person is dragged onto the plateau, and I gasp. My father’s head is down and though he’s uninjured, his arms are fettered behind his back. His dark hair is rumpled, and tears stain his cheeks.

Yeah, I don’t give a shit about the man who sold out his own daughter to have a bigger slice of pie. That man can rot for all I care. 

“[Mr. Lockwood] attempted to cheat his contract, and such behavior will never be tolerated.”

GOOD. 

Multiple people are holding HART signs that read What If You’re Next? Stop the Madness!

Once again, I’m 100% down with their message. But the narration keeps trotting HART out without ever once actually telling us more information about what it is that they’re specifically doing to stop the wars, to stop the realms from treating the living like this, etc etc. 

His body jerks and his eyes go wide as three arrows cut through his back and peek out his chest.

Chapter 27 summary: Deacon and Ten try to go to where this execution is to take place, but Pearl has the place surrounded by guards. They’re forced to wait. Meanwhile, Ten explains to the readers that sometimes they do these public executions as a way to show that nobody is above the law. Most people think that it’s nothing but a goddamn joke, a game. Especially considering that secondlife is a thing that exists. 

Pearl comes out onto the stage, cloaked in her false virtue. On stage with her is Sloan, Killian, but also Ten’s shitty father. The first thing Pearl does is to kill daddy dearest for trying to get around the child clause in his contract (I’m guessing). Either way, so long and thanks for NOTHING. 

Deacon teleports Ten into the middle of all of this, where guards quickly overwhelm them. Pearl says not to kill the girl, which Ten thinks is because Pearl still believes Ten is Ashley. But after a moment, it’s obvious that Pearl no longer thinks that, and now believes that there’s something rather fishy going on with Ten. 

What happens after this is best described as a shitshow. Everybody starts fighting, and it’s complete and utter chaos. I gave up trying to follow half of it; it was a mess of terrible writing. Anyway, Ten makes her way over to where Killian is all chained up, and manages to free him. She asks that Archer (who had shown up at the last second) destroy Killian’s shell to set him free, but then Archer takes several arrows to his own shell. 

Chapter 28

My decisions—my indecisions— have never affected me alone, as I so confidently told myself what seems a lifetime ago. They affect everyone I love, everyone in my life. Even those I will someday meet. Even those I will never meet.

It’s not so much Ten’s choices, but the choices made by the people who think that they know what’s best for Ten. 

Never forget that. 

I expected the attack to come from Pearl, but she’s dead. I gaze up in horror—and discover Sloan. 

Tears glisten in her lashes. “I’m sorry,” she cries. “I’m so sorry, but they offered me something I couldn’t refuse.” 

The only thing she’d wanted was revenge against Vans, despite his death. Either Pearl lied to her or she has—had—a way to get to Vans, something Killian and Archer were unable to do.

 “I hate him more than I love you. I’m sorry,” she repeats with a sob of her own.

I never once thought for a nanosecond that Sloan held any sort of affection for Ten. So like… That hate can’t possibly be that strong. 

I smile at him. “I pledge my life to...” I suck in a breath, knowing deep down it’s my last, and as I release it, I whisper, “Troika.”

Chapter 28 summary: In his rage, Deacon ends up chopping off Pearl’s head. But this only makes the Myriadian soldiers even angrier, and they descend upon Deacon before he can render lifeblood to help Archer. 

Ten then realises that she has lifeblood, and asks Killian to help her. He tells her that he can give her 10 seconds, and no more before proceeding to yank her spirit out from her body. Once in that state, Ten looks around and sees the spirits that were previously invisible to humans. They’re having a huge battle around them. 

But Ten’s lifeblood isn’t enough. Archer gasps out for Ten to tell him a poem, so she does. He dies. 

Sloan then betrays Ten by stabbing both her and Killian with a poisoned-tipped sword. She says that Pearl promised her Vans, so… bye. As she begins to die, she tells Killian to get out from his body before he has his seconddeath. 

Ten contemplates going back to Many Ends to save all of the people who are and will be trapped there. But with her dying breath, she pledges herself to Troika. On that note, the first book comes to a close. 

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #165

Kissing someone with facial hair, do you mind? I've never kissed someone who had a whole lot of facial hair (at the time we were dating), but I doubt it would really bug me.

Would you ever enter any kind of pageant? Hell fucking no, I'm barely able to attend my niece's when Ashley decides she's doing one.

Do you have sympathy for hobos? ????????? DOES ANYBODY?????????????????? NOT???????????????????????????????

When holding hands, do you intertwine fingers? Girt and I do, yeah.

What's your opinion on Johnny Depp? I think he's a legendary actor more than anything, extremely talented, and I also think he's pretty damn attractive and also seems like a really good person.

If you write, isn't writer's block the most horrible thing? Yes, especially when you really want to write but words are a fuck

How old were you when you met your first love? I was 15.

Did you get ice cream from the ice cream truck when you were little? Do they still have an ice cream truck where you live? We did sometimes! Not often, but my sisters and I were always so excited when Mom was okay with it (like a good parent she was physically there with us, she didn't just hand us money). I have no idea if they're still a thing...

Your last ex finds out you’ve fallen in love with another person? She knew that already before I even cut ties with her.

Who was the last friend you added on Facebook? I want to say it was a former best friend's mom.

Have you ever encountered a black widow? Yes, I know I've seen a few in dark, cool corners and stuff. They're beautiful, but of course I never bothered them.

What letter does your surname begin with? "D."

Have you ever used a muscle stimulator before? Did it hurt? Yes, but only as an actual testing procedure on my legs. It was to see if the problem was actually nerve-related, but it wasn't, and it was a bit painful, primarily on the interior of my knee, THAT was unpleasant.

How many times have you dated the person you’re with now? This is the second time, the first time was only four-ish months and I know I just wasn't ready to date again yet so it never got very serious, I was really apprehensive to let myself love a guy again.

Do you know anyone who has gotten pregnant despite using contraception? Yes.

Would your mom care if she found condoms in your room? No, she's mentioned it gives her the "oh god my daughter's an adult" crisis for a moment lol, but it doesn't make her mad or genuinely upset or anything.

Would you ever get band artwork tattooed on you? I plan on getting some lyrics, however I will never incorporate band imagery (like a logo) with it; the lyrics can still be important to me even if some drastic thing happens that makes me dislike the band as people. I never want another tattoo that equates to love or idolship of a living person; I say "living" because I want a "crikey!" comic pop-up style tattoo in memory of Steve Irwin, but I mean he's dead, he's not gonna get canceled tomorrow lmao. In memorium tattoos are very different.

Do you think the last person you kissed has ever lied to you? I don't know, I doubt it, but given that we've known each other over a decade, it's possible.

Would you ever pick up a hitchhiker? No, I am waaaay too paranoid for that.

Do you think it’s important for children to have a father figure in their life as they grow up? This is very heteronormative, no. Regardless of the parents' genders and how many guardian figures are involved, I firmly believe a child needs AT LEAST one dedicated parent figure, and not any that aren't truly invested in the child's life, because that can normalize dysfunctional relationships.

If you could have one more pet, what? A western hognose snake morph, probably a snow or high-expression lavender individual.

Something you want to buy real bad? A new, good quality phone.

Could you wait until marriage for sex? Yes, it's the reason I remained a virgin through high school despite being in a long-term, intimate relationship; I was religious then and abstinent. I dropped that whole mentality multiple years ago, though, but if my partner wanted to wait, yeah, that's fine.

Do you know anyone who writes huge essays when they message you? Yeah, but I totally don't mind that so long as you're not writing a novel in basically every message. I really really like when someone shows clear interest in talking, it's very reassuring to me as someone who constantly believes I'm a nuisance that is a chore to communicate with.

Do you think your first love still loves you? No, I'm sure he doesn't. I don't love him either though, so fair's fair, y'know.

Were you ever a flower girl or ring bearer in anyone’s wedding when you were little? No.

Has your father met the person you currently love? Yes, it's wild when I remember that this guy's known my dad since my parents were still even together.

[TW: SUICIDE] Have you ever written or received a suicide note? I've written one, regrettably.

Do women breastfeeding in public make you feel uncomfortable? Why or why not? No, and for anyone who's disturbed by breasts being used for what they're properly for, please do the entire world a favor and blast yourself into deep space, please.

What band would you most like to meet? guess i know it's really hard it's not like i'm annoyingly enthused by a band or anything

Do you think you have to be skinny in order to be beautiful? That mentality literally only applies to myself, and not because I believe it, but it's pure societal expectations. I know how bigger people are seen by a large percentage of the population, and it's made ME very ashamed of my weight, while I would never think that for another person. I'm always meanest to myself.

What’s the most disturbing thing you’ve ever been through? A wildly severe obsession with an ex-partner. Now that I'm over that, I can realize how so many things I did were just creepy and alarming.

Are you into PETA and all that? They are way too extreme for my liking, and also way too spiteful towards those that disagree with them. They promote some things I support, but they're just straight feral.

Does your family have a secret? Not a major one, but I suppose there is one among my immediate family: my niece Aubree's dad isn't Nick (sister's husband), she was born before they got together from a VERY shitty relationship. Her biological father has exactly zero to do with her, I think he met her like once as a literal infant. He's a pure fucking garbage human being, and luckily because of how young Aubree was, she has no memories where Nick wasn't "Dad." He legally adopted her as well so that there was never last name confusion. Ashley absolutely plans on telling her at some age; Nick doesn't want to, but too fucking bad, Ashley knows Aubree has the right to know, but I don't know exactly when she's gonna talk to her about it. We all know very, very well that Aubree is going to handle it EXTREMELY poorly, like there's basically no question about it, just knowing how her mind ordinarily works.

Any current family issues? My older sister likes to act like our mom doesn't exist any day but Fridays (she babysits), VERY conspicuously, and whenever confronted about it, she brushes it off with some bullshit excuse. This is probably the main source of stress and upset in my mom's life, like she has cried oceans about how Ashley's treated her since Nick and his family got involved. I can't fucking stand it.

Have you ever picked wild flowers? Oh yeah, plenty growing up.

Which mythological deity or creature is your favorite? Dragons, easy. I have a VERY prominent tendency to be drawn to media relating to dragons.

What’s the biggest spider you’ve come across? Besides the pet store tarantula, proooobably orb weavers?

Have you ever been bitten by anything venomous? No.

Who was the last person you were with that smelled REALLY good? Girt lol, he generally takes a shower immediately before coming here and for some reason I could just really tell the last time he was here.

What movie coming out are you most excited to see? Why? Barbie, it looks super fun.

If you have one, do you and your significant other have a similar taste in music? Yep.

Do you know anyone who has changed their first name? Yep, primarily in trans situations.

Have you ever dated someone who posted a ton of selfies on social media? No, but does that matter...? I'd have no problem with my partner being confident with how they look and wanna document their life???? Coincidentally though the majority of people I've dated just about never took pictures.

Are you on good or bad terms with your most recent ex? Bad.

What’s your favorite YouTube channel? I don't actually watch him anymore really, but as an individual, Markiplier; I look up to him very much and see him as a great person who puts their success to pretty good use. These days, I probably get the most actual entertainment out of Game Grumps.

What’s the highest you can count in a different language? To like a million in German.

Where would you like to be buried? I want to be cremated with my ashes probably spread in Yellowstone, ideally wherever I lay Teddy's, should I ever get permission for it.

Which of the following areas is going best for you right now: finances, work, love life, social life or education? Why do you say this? lol love life, 'cuz the other areas are on fire rn

Do you know any illegal immigrants? I knew at least one, but he got deported after getting involved with crime. He's still in Mexico, I recently learned. Supposedly he's straightened up a lot, but I don't know exactly how much I believe that, just knowing him.

Can you sit for long periods of time? It VERY much depends on what I'm sitting on; if it's cushioned in some way, usually I'm fine, but if it's just a shitty wooden chair, I REALLY can't; I'm so convinced that that cyst removal surgery caused a sensitive nerve or some shit, because ever since that time sitting for an extended period (and "extended period" isn't even that long in the big picture) has been able to reach a point where I am literally in physical pain, like I have to get up slowly or else it's agonizing to stand. I've got no other explanation but a sensitive nerve, because something changed.

Do you have any cavities? Yes, a last one in my bottom left wisdom tooth that's getting pulled out later this month.

Who was the last person to flirt with you, other than your lover? Uh, I don't think anyone else has while dating Girt, so I guess Sara?

Have you ever read a book about a character in a psych ward? No, I feel like that would be really triggering for me.

Have you ever been in a mental hospital as a patient? ^ well yeah, like around six times. I stopped keeping track at like four.

Whose place did you last chill at and with who? Girt's, with him, his mom, his mom's best friend, Girt's sister, nephew, and sister's boyfriend, and my mom came as well.

Do you plan on having both your parents at your wedding? Yes.

Would you prefer cherry Cola or vanilla Cola? Definitely cherry, I remember not liking vanilla very much.

Have you ever tried to draw an anime version of yourself? No, anime has never been my drawing style.

At what point were your parents most disappointed in you? I don't know and don't think I want to.

If you could have a neon light sign that said anything you wanted, or looked like anything you wanted, what would it be? I literally DO want a replica of the woman figure with "paradise" written with it that is featured in Silent Hill 2, in the Heaven's Night club. I'd love to have a room in my house that's dedicated to game stuff (more so for Girt than me haha), and it'd be so cool to have that in there.

Will you cry at your wedding? Oh I basically fucking know I will, my makeup's gonna be fucked lmao

If your last ex said they hate you, you say? I know.

What do you get cravings for the most? Soda.

Where was your senior prom held? The local community college.

What was the theme of your senior prom? I actually don't remember whatsoever.

Do you know what you want the theme of your wedding to be? If so, what would it be? It'd be REALLY fucking cool to make the kintsugi ideology be carried throughout various decor, especially because I want the theme to be black and gold. I think it'd be super fucking pretty and also cute and very factual that we make each other into something even better than we are naturally. I very much want gothic themes, too.

What color Christmas lights do you like best on your tree? I prefer all the colors. <3

At what age did you start puberty? Idk, I just know it was a normal time to start. I remember just how much I hated it and how self-conscious it made me.

Have you ever passed out? Once, I know I almost did at least twice more, but I feel like even a time or two more than that. Only one of those I can explain.

How old is the last person you kissed? He's 29 and convinced he's like, 93.

Where does your best friend live? About 30 minutes away from me by car; he's very close to our former high school, in the middle of shitfucknowhere, you get an amazing view there.

How many people have you truly fallen IN love with? Two. Once upon a time I would've included Sara, but when I compare what I felt then to how I felt/feel with Jason and Girt, they are NOOOOOTHING alike. I do believe I loved her, though. Just not IN love, it's absolutely different.

Has anybody ever called you a tease? lol more than once

Have you ever seen your siblings naked? Well yeah, we grew up together.

What are you doing this weekend? I might actually be going down to meet Girt's grandmother; she's not well whatsoever and has cancer now that can't be treated with how weak she is, so it definitely sounds like she's not going to be around much longer and I really, really don't want to regret not meeting her if I have the chance; almost positive she's the last grandparent Girt has and I want to know her. We're just not 100% yet on what day they're going, and I also want Girt to ask his family if they're all even good with me coming; I can't imagine a world where they would care at all, his mom's probably gonna get on me for even checking lol, but the fact is that right now I am just Girt's girlfriend and I don't want to be overstepping into territory that would make anyone uncomfortable, especially since like, what if this is the last time they see her? I just want to know no one's bothered by me coming along. I know Sunday Girt and I will definitely be hanging out.

What’s your favorite hair color for girls? Probably pastel dyed colors, like gentle pinks, purples, oranges, etc. That's especially what I want on myself, but I really just liked colorful dyed hair in general, on anybody.

Does your first crush know you liked him/her? I never told him, so there's no way he absolutely knows. He mighta suspected it, I dunno.

Has anyone ever taken your clothes off of you before? Yeah.

What was the last seriously painful thing that happened to you? I recently stubbed my toe real fuckin hard.

Do you believe in Judgment Day? Sure don't.

Do you have a picture of you kissing someone? Yes.

If you had $100 dollars, how would you spend it? Save it towards getting a new, good-quality phone. I'm kinda thinking of offering human photoshoots again just because I wanna work towards this before Christmas...

You were given the opportunity to get a new cellular device, what do you choose? ... oh lol, I actually am not sure. I'd have to research and ask others.

Ever physically fought with a member of the opposite sex? No, only gentle playfighting with a partner that by no means was even remotely genuine "fighting."

What was the last thing you tried for the first time? A fruit smoothie this morning, I'm officially into those as breakfast. Today's I didn't like though, we didn't have nearly enough peaches so it mostly tasted like banana and cinnamon and I wasn't into it.

When was the last time someone admitted to having somewhat of an attraction to you? Well Girt.

Do you prefer to have more or less in common with your significant other? More.

[saulbaby]

Seeing the mods come in and seeing femsheps with long hair again is really jarring

[harrys-bf]

Fake social media | H.S x fem!reader (she/her)

A/N: Not proofread! As usual please send some feedback💌 so i know u liked it!! Also, you cannot take my work and put it in another platform, thanks <3

I only did this for fun tbh, so it might be shitty, still took me two hours to make but as long as i get to post more shit im fine 😭

Face claim: Ashley Moore!!

liked by harrystyles, zendaya, and 2,468,762 others

@yourinstagram: He fell after this pic was taken 💀

view 23,687 comments

@harryfan1: PLSS, DO YOU HAVE A PIC OF WHEN HE FELL???

@yourinstagram: unfortunately I don’t but he fell so funny tbh, the poor man had a little cut on his hand and now he has a scar 😭😭

@harrystyles: No need to share my embarrassing and vulnerable moment.

@yourinstagram: ayee you mad🥱

@harrystyles: Can you like… not?

@youinstagram: I don’t think i know what youre talking about to be honest 🤨

@harryfan3: HELP THIS TWO ARE SO FUNNY

y/nfan1: PLS Y/N ILYSM 😭😭

@harryfan5: She’s so disrespectful, Harry just asked her not to post this kind of things and she doesn’t care🙄

@gemmastyles: This is just how they treat each other, this isn’t your relationship, mind your business

@yourinstagram: dang 😭

harry&y/nmyparents: PURR GEMMA💅💅💅

liked by yourinstagram, gemmachan and 5,752,816 others

@harrystyles: my muse.

view 56,797 comments

@yourinstagram: i love you so much <3

@harrystyles: I love you more.

@1dfan: You guys warm my heart i swear 💖

@harryfan7: lindos mis papis <33 (translation: my parents are so cute)

@y/nfan: If I don’t have this kind of relationship, I don’t want anything 💔

harryfan8: fr

@taylorswift: You guys are so cute!!

( liked by harrystyles )

@yourinstagram: we love you tay!! 💞

harryfan3: I really love this kind of interactions, it warms my heart sm 😩

y/nfan1: ^^ FRR SAME

@gemmachan: I love you both so much!

( liked by harrystyles )

@youinstagram: AND WE LOVE YOU

@gemmastyles: When’s the wedding?

@harryfan: PLSSS, EVEN GEMMA IS WAITING FOR THE WEDDING

@y/nfan: who isnt waiting for the wedding? everyone at this point is rotting for them 😭

@yourinstagram: @harrystyles yo?? fr when’s the proposal? 🧐

( liked by harrystyles )

@pillowpersonpp: Awww💖💖

@yourinstagram: MWAH *kiss* 😚

@harryfan1: I love that y/n is always trying to reply to people in the commets and never leaves behind any kind of celebrity

@y/nfan5: ^^^^IKR

liked by harrystyles, lilireinhart and 3,634 others

@yourinstagram: golden.

view 25,716,083 comments

@yourbestfriend: YOU LOOK AMAZINGGG!!!

@yourinstagram: ILYY

@y/nfan: MOMMY👹👹👹

harryfan9: Harry is so lucky to have her

( liked by harrystyles )

@harryfan9: HOLYYY HARRY LIKED THIS

@harryfan2: Im not surprised, that man has been head over heels since he met her 😭

@annetwist: You look amazing darling!!

@yourinstagram: thank you so much anne!! ily

@annetwist: I love you too dear 💗

@harryfan1: i can rest in peace after this interaction 😩💞

liked by harryfan6, potato.directioner and 12,824 others

@harryupdates: Harry with y/n yesterday at oregon!!

view 3,478 comments

@harryfan1: PLS why are they in oregon?

@harryupdates: i think theyre there for some type of photoshoot for y/n

@y/nfan5: aww and he went with her, how cute😩

@harryfan6: Me and my sister didn’t want to interrupt them so we didn’t come up to them and they seemed so grateful for that, im just happy I got to see them for a while <3

@harryfan3: How did they seem to you?

@harryfan6: They seemed pretty happy together and harry was in a way looking romantic tbh, he kept his hand at her waist or at the back of her neck playing with y/n’s hair, istg they were so cute, they were laughing all the time and the way he looked at her was absolutely amazing, i literally have never seen someone so in love 😭

@y/nfan8: they really do deserve each other 😭💔

@harryfan6: that’s so cute, im kinda jealous but y/n is bae so Im not really upset😩

@harryfan5: ^FR

@harryfan8: ^^IKR

@harryfan2: ^^^we all feel that way bestie 😭

liked by harrystyles, hunterschafer, and 2,860,527 others

@yourinstagram: photo dump of the week!!

@harrystyles: pls you know you’re not supposed to post the last photo right?

@yourinstagram: damn, am i in trouble? @jefezoff

@jefezoff: damn it y/n

@yourinstagram: umm what do i do now? @harrystyles

@harrystyles: HAHAHAHAJ

@harry&ynfan4: PLS Y/N WHAT DID YOU DO

@adele: You look lovely my dear y/n!

@yourinstagram: i love you so much, thank you!! <33

@harrystyles: and I don’t look lovely too adele? why does it only have to be her? im on the post too.

@yourinstagram: you’re so dramatic, when YOU post a pic about YOURSELF in YOUR profile then everybody will tell you you look lovely, but that is until you post something so it will be in a couple of years 🙄

@harryfan6: PLS NOT Y/N CALLING HARRY OUT

@harrystyles: she’s so wild.

@yourinstagram: and you’re still with me, i wonder why.

@harrystyles: i wonder why too

@harryfan8: WHAT ARE THEY EVEN TALKING ABOUT

@harryfan6: I have no idea but im loving it 😭