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First and Last With; James Potter

A/N: Hello again! I finally finished that wonderful request, so sorry it took forever. Football (NFL playoffs) and school preparations have kept me preoccupied. Winter break is over and I’m absolutely devastated. For anyone in college, I wish you luck for this Spring Semester. But with that being said, school starting back up means I likely won’t upload as much. So I apologize in advance. Regardless, I hope this makes up for the wait on this request. To the lovely anon and all others, enjoy!

Summary: The one where the Marauders vacation to the Potter’s beach house, and a revealing drinking game ensues...

TW: Descriptions of panic attacks, Sirius is an ass as usual, a lot of mutual pining.

“Marlene, you have packed half of your house and more, it’s just a week’s vacation.”

“Anything could happen, Sirius. Better to be over prepared than under prepared.”

“I’m just happy James is filthy rich.” Dorcas deadpans, straightening when you and Lilly shoot her a disapproving look. “And so, very generous at the same time.”

“I’m not filthy rich.” James laughs, taking your bags from your grasp and loading them into the trunk for you. Amongst all of your friends belongings, piled high enough to reach the top of the van you’ve rented for the adventure. “We’re just...Comfortable.”

“That’s what all rich people say.” You and Remus look to each other, stunned at your simultaneous blunt confessions.

“Shush, the lot of you.” Lilly chides, never sparing commonalities.

“Remind me why we couldn’t just use floo powder? I’m already sweating, and my complexion does not do well in heat.” Sirius fans himself dramatically. James allows you to lift yourself over the mountains of bags with his arm for support in order to reply.

“When have any of you experienced the adventure of a road trip?” You’re beaming at the thought, James takes your distraction as an opportunity to admire your unusually giddy attitude. Though the real reason you’re so eager to be away from home pulls at his mind, his grin faltering. He pokes your side, grabbing your attention.

“Miss sunshine gets shotgun, I’ve called it.”

“Prongs, I thought you’d have wanted me to be your passenger princess?”

“Absolutely not, though I’ll miss those luscious locks of yours. I’m driving, so I select my navigator.”

“You’ve been there a million times.” You note, crossing your arms incredulously. James smirks, placing his burgundy and gold quidditch cap atop your head.

“I’d much rather you keep me company.” He says so only you can hear, unknowing of your flushing when he turns back to Sirius. “Pads, Moons is gonna need a pretty view, it’s fortunate he’ll have you in the middle seat.”

“I’m reading! Reading this entire time, very busy.” Remus teases, pleased with the raven-haired boy’s mock offense.

You round the corner of the van after checking the trunk for the fourth time, positive you haven’t forgotten any supplies for the trip. James is at the passenger side, holding the door open for you. He’s got a pair of prescription sunglasses on, and looks very different. No less handsome, if anything, the shades accentuate the bravado you’ve always envied. His arms are especially toned after another quidditch season, tanned from the summer sun you’ve missed so dearly. You’re staring.

“Systems ready, co-pilot?” He beams down at you, pulling his cap over your eyes in teasing. You stick a tongue out at him, pulling his arms away so you can adjust it right again.

“I feel silly in this.”

“Nonsense, you look adorable. My clothes suit you.” He defends, so casual you don’t let the words resonate until after he’s shut your door and rounded to the drivers side.

“Enjoy the passenger seat, princess.” Sirius sneers, pouting despite not holding any true ill-will.

“Gladly.”

************

“Are we there yet?”

“No, Dorcas. Just like we weren’t there ten minutes ago.” James glances at the girl through the rearview, slightly amused with her childish complaints.

“You know, we could just pull over and-”

“No floo powder!” You and Lilly shout to Sirius, hoping not to have awoken a sleeping Marlene and Remus. Sirius covers their ears, both of them having dropped their heads on each one of his shoulders some time throughout their slumber. You finish fiddling with the radio when a good song comes on, taking a moment to look at the lot of your friends all corralled in the van.

“Where’s the camera, James?”

“On my side door here, I’ll pull over if you want it.”

“Oh, so you’ll pull over for her.”

“Shut it, Pads.”

“No need, I can reach it.” You lean over the seat, careful not to block his view of the road as you quickly grab it. James swallows, clears his throat to act natural whilst all of his insides begin to burn.

“Hot?” Is all you ask, studying his discomposure.

“What?” He starts, voice shaky and strained. Sirius falls into a fit of muffled laughter from the back, leaving you confused. “J-Just a little warm, yeah.” Potter recovers, now well aware you were inquiring about temperature. You turn up the AC, taking the cover off the lens and pointing the camera toward the back. Sirius smiles wide for the camera, handsome features lighted by the early afternoon sun. Marlene and Remus drool along on his shoulders as Lilly beams brightly from the back. Looking positively radiant, as always. Dorcas smiles, but holds up her favorite finger to the lens. You grin,full of adoration for the entire lot of them as you snap a couple photos, ensuring they’re all in the frame.

James admires in increments from the rearview, blowing a raspberry to the camera when you point it at him.

“Eyes on the road, Potter.” He shakes his head, running a hand over the steering wheel in a mindless habit as he hears the camera snap. Looking over quickly to smile at the lens. Effortlessly handsome, as usual.

“We have to take as many pictures as possible this week.” You demand, getting excited all over again for the much needed vacation, spent with all your best friends, no less.

You roll down your window even more, sticking your head to enjoy the warm, salty air. It smells of the beach, grass, all things green and beautiful. You’re so happy your head spins, giggling to yourself as you catch Lilly doing the same behind you. Meeting her eyes in the side mirror and scrunching your nose when she blows a kiss, an embellished hand pretending to capture it in the air and holding it to your heart.

James does a double take from his view of the road and then you. Trying to stay focused and not find any distraction in your adorably delighted mood. His brows furrow when you shuffle forward, aiming to get even more of your body out of window the feel the entirety of what this beautiful view has to offer.

“Absolutely not.” He chastises, a finger hooking onto your belt loop and tightening. His eyes are on the road, one hand on the wheel as he tugs you back inside.

“Lame!” You whine, hitting his arm in distaste.

“I prefer my friends with their pretty heads in tact, thank you.”

You settle in your seat, still full of delight but a little more contemplative as you think about what got you here.

“Summer vacation!” Sirius throws himself between you and Remus during lunch. Gathering an assortment of food on his own plate. You’ve barely eaten, stomach turning at the thought of being home for two months. You’re nudged from under the table, meeting James’ gaze, whose eyes avert to your abandoned plate. A subtle request for you to eat. You offer a weak smile, shrugging before your friends go on.

“Two whole months without exams.” Marlene adds, absolutely pleased with not having to spend another second with her nose in a book.

“We’ll be seventh years, I can hardly believe it.” You’ve considered Lilly’s words the entirety of this last month of classes, absolutely dreading going home. Hogwarts is more home than your house would ever be, and your friends are the only real family you have. You lose your breath at this, biting at the nail of your thumb and wincing when it draws blood.

“I’m gonna head to the library,” You announce, blinking hard to fight the room from blurring. “Forgot to turn in my potions textbook.” It’s believable enough for the group to nod along, chorusing their farewells as you head out of the great hall. Heart racing and hands trembling. James takes only a moment, eyes following you the entire time. It’s not his business, but he knows that demeanor. He’s seen all of this before, in the boy he calls his best friend. Sirius Black, who leans forward and shoots James a look. Instantly, the chaser is on his feet, mumbling a feeble excuse and heading out of the hall in search for you.

“I think he left the curling iron on.”

James searches the corridor wildly, all of the students being in the Great Hall makes the search easy, he can follow the sound of your fleeting footsteps with ease in this sea of silence. He follows your distant frame up a set of stairs, cursing to himself when they shift before he can follow your path. He’s searching for a new route, not wanting to shout to you and scare you even more.

There’s a lot of running, a couple instances of tripping over his own feet, but eventually Potter catches up to you.

You’re sat in a windowsill beneath an overhang of a hallway above, curled in on yourself. James approaches carefully, trying to control his panting breaths.

“Fuck, James!” You startle each other, studying the other instantly.

“You’re” the athlete coughs, winded, “so fast.” You smile, but it does little to calm you down, because as he gets closer, the view around him blurs, and everything sounds cloudy, distant.

“I’m,” you try to form words, too loud because you can’t hear yourself properly. “F-fine.” You try to move, try escaping to prevent embarrassing yourself further. Clutching your chest and swiping at the flood of tears that can’t be ceased.

“You’re not. You’re having a panic attack.”

“Happened b-before,” you wheeze, staring at your hands to make sure they’re real “I’m good.”

“And I’m a humble introvert that loves Slytherin, sit down.” You begin to wheeze, rubbing your hands over your legs to stop them from sweating, ground yourself maybe. “I’m gonna hug you, tight. Is that alright?” You nod, because you’re not entirely sure what he’s just said and it’s easier to comply.

He encloses you in an embrace, loosening for only a second when you fight it. He’s squeezing again, but it’s not unpleasant. You’re shaking, and your breaths are still rapid. James swallows, terrified and unsure. Because all of this usually helps Sirius but he’s still kind of freaking the fuck out.

“Let’s talk about something.” He suggests, wincing when you hiccup for air in reply. “I know you’ll love this. What’s something about me that annoys you?” You’re aware he’s trying to distract you, and you feel like you’re dying, so you give it a go in the off chance it’ll help.

“You’re im-immature.”

“Good. But you’ve done better than that, love.”

“You’re reckless. You play quidditch like,” you lick your lips, trying to control your trembling. “Like you’re indestructible.”

“Attagirl, something else?”

“You’re picky, and...And you’re too stubborn to try new things.” James hums, recalling a time you’d forced him to drink pumpkin juice an he hurled in the lavatory minutes later. He rests his chin on your head, pleased when the added pressure slows your breathing.

“You’d do anything for your friends, no matter the personal expense. It’s self destructive, p-probably exhausting.”

“Ouch. You really know how to flatter a man, love.”

“I don’t want to go home.” You whisper, so quiet he’d miss it had he not been surveying your every move. The confession shocks even you, and James, for likely the first time in his life, is devastated to be right about something.

“I’m not gonna let you. We’re going to figure this out. I’m gonna figure this out, I promise.”

“You’re doing that thing again.” You note, wiping your nose with the sleeve of your robe. Further comforted in the feel of his chest vibrating against you from laughing.

“And you’re forming full sentences.” He loosens, giving you space to decide whether or not you want to separate. You don’t, not right away, not when you can feel the strong, stable beating of his heart.

“What am I gonna do? I can’t stay here over break. Even if Dumbledore allowed it, my family would-” You falter, unable to finish. James holds tight again, nauseated.

“I promised. And I intend on keeping it, love.”

**********

“Land! Sweet, sweet land.” Sirius cries, throwing himself onto the freshly cut grass.

“James, it’s stunning.” Lilly shades her eyes to admire the shore house. Standing taller than the others around it.

“It’s home. Away from home, that is.” James shrugs, and you can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. There’s a faint, deep-rooted envy for the blessings your friends hold. Sirius rolls onto his back to look at you, the only one noticing your hunched shoulders amongst the rest of the group beginning to unload the van.

“Shall we go inside, lovely? Get dibs on the best rooms while these common folk collect our luggage. He extends his arm for you to take, adjusting the sunglasses adorning his face and ignoring the displeased looks of your friends. Stealing a kiss to your temple as he leads you inside.

“Moony, sweetheart, do be careful with my things. I’ll show you what bed to place them on.”

“Fuck off, Pads.”

“That’s Sir Padfoot, to you.”

You and Sirius falter, shocked to see an older woman placing the finishings of a homemade meal on the large kitchen table. The inside is even more impressive than the out, but you don’t have much time to appreciate the decorum. Considering you’re engulfed in an oddly familiar embrace.

“Welcome, welcome!” She beams, holding Sirius’ face and kissing his cheeks with small pinches.

“How’s my Siri?”

“Alright, mum. Thanks. James didn’t mention you’d be here. Though it’s a very happy surprise.” He looks at the wrinkled, stunning woman that smells of lavender and tea like she’s hung every star in the sky. It’s then you make the obvious connection this is Mrs. Potter.

“Oh, he doesn’t know either. I’m only here to make sure you’re all settled in and then I’ll be on my way. We haven’t visited here in a while, I wanted to be sure it looked alright for you all.”

“Hard to imagine it ever looks less than gorgeous,” you say without thinking, “thank you for having us. This is lovely.”

“And so are you, dear. Sirius, tell me this beautiful young girl is with you?” She strokes your hair, and it’s the most comforting touch you’ve likely ever felt.

“Only in my dreams, unfortunately. Unless dear y/n would like to make a wish come true?” You laugh, swatting away his puckered lips.

“Y/n? Oh, I’ve been waiting to meet you! Sweetheart, Jamie talks about you so much in his letters!”

“Let’s get waste-Mum!” James drops the bag in hand, yours. Pulling the handle of liquor behind his back in pure shock. “What are you doing here?”

“Thought I’d have a warm meal waiting for you kids. You must be starving after that drive. Though I’m so happy you did as opposed to powdering here. Shows some responsibility. And Jamie gets so sick sometimes with the powder and all-”

“Mum!” The taller boy repeats, setting the array of luggage in hand down and hiding the bottle behind it.

“I’m doting, aren’t I? Remmy!” She stops herself, rushing over to envelop the taller boy in her arms. He, just as Sirius, is absolutely pleased to see her. She goes down the line of girls, putting faces to names and genuinely loving every second of it. James sighs, no genuine distaste in his nature as he observes.

Sirius throws an arm over your shoulder, cheeky as ever. “Mum was just telling us about your letters home.”

“You’re just as pretty as he said you were. All you girls are so beautiful!” She goes on, blissfully unaware of her beet-red son.

“She exaggerates.” James scratches his neck, skin burning with embarrassment.

“Does she?” Siris pulls you closer, basking in your shared humiliation.

“This food looks wonderful Mrs. Potter. Thank you so much for thinking of us.” Lilly clasps her hands together, rolling her eyes fondly at James’ indebted glance.

“Call me Euphemia, please. And yes, you all must be starving. Come, fill those bellies with something warm.” You’re in a state of shock as you sit, unaccustomed to such hospitality and genuine kindness. It’s evident where James gets his big heart, undying selflessness.

The food is amazing, you all go for seconds with a chorus of shared appreciation and compliments. Euphemia beams as she collects her things, pleased to meet the lot of friends her son cares for so deeply.

“All the beds have fresh sheets, and there’s extra throw blankets in the linen closet. Jamie, your father says go easy on the fire whisky. He’d ask for no drinking, but we all know that’s a long shot. Don’t break anything, and Remmy, keep everyone in check.” The taller boy nods swiftly, no doubt having heard the orders before. James gets up from his seat, kissing his mothers cheek and enveloping her in a hug.

“Thank you mum, seriously.” She fixes his hair, wiping invisible smudges from his face in a fit of doting.

“No problem, I’m glad you were all able to make it here. You’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like. All of you.” Theres a quick moment where she meets both you and Sirius’ eyes, the two of you nodding with feigned smiles. Quickly, she kisses both Moony and Padfoot’s heads, stopping for only a moment to caress your cheek with her thumb, a faint sadness in her gaze. Everyone else is enveloped in conversation, passing servings across the table as they would at the Great Hall.

“You’ll keep an eye on my Jamie, won’t you?” She whispers, touch soothing you with an unknown ease.

“Of course, though I’m not sure he needs it.” You hold her wrist, somehow not minding the affection whatsoever.

“So he likes to think. He does, really, speak so fondly of you in his letters. You’re even more lovely than he described.” You want to cry, so overwhelmed with her generosity and love, a maternal energy so strong it’s wiped your mind of any anxieties.

“Alright, mum. Let the poor girl eat.” James guides her toward the fireplace, while his mother pats his arm and says something to him you don’t quite catch. James’ ears burn bright red, and he nudges her gently so she’ll stop looking over at you. The rest of the group turns toward the fireplace, echoing their farewells and gratuity as she waves. Floo powder enveloping the space around her and sending her off.

“Does that turn your stomach just looking at it, Jamie?” Marlene mocks, the rest of your laughing through bites of food as he flips her off.

“Fuck off, the lot of you.”

“We should start cleaning up.” You suggest, taking your own plate and bringing it to the sink. “This way we can unpack before the sun sets.” Lilly follows, taking her and Dorcas’ plate to you as you begin washing. Sirius groans, grabbing a dish towel from one of the drawers and drying the dishes you hand him.

“Can’t we just charm the sponges to clean these?”

“Dad had them countered so they can’t be charmed. Said it was supposed to teach me some ‘household responsibility.’” Sirius howls, thoroughly amused.

“I’m just curious about these detailed letters back home.” Remus mutters as he carries his plate past James, dodging his swings and rushing toward the group at the sink for safety.

*****************

After everyone’s settled in, and you’ve all recovered from the ‘who called what room first’ arguments, there’s an obligatory round of shots. A bin begins to pile high with cans, and you’re all sat around a bonfire atop the Potter’s outdoor furniture. Even the furniture for the backyard looks expensive, so you clutch your drink in hopes not to make any spills.

You’re buzzed now, skin tingling with an uncommon ease as you lean against the arm of the couch. Sea breeze easing the warm air as the fire pops in front of you.

“Alright, none of you are drunk enough.” Sirius chastises, shifting in his seat and tossing Lilly another beer. “Never have I ever,” you all groan in half-assed annoyance as the name of the game sounds, “been snitched on by Peeves.”

You and the rest of the girls take slow, ashamed, sips. The boys all looking over in amazement.

“We snuck out one time! All I wanted was a bloody butter beer.” Marlene confesses, flushed. James stretches as he approaches, still sore from driving. He passes you his cup, grinning when you cringe at whatever concoction he’s come up with. You move your legs so he can sit beside you, the rest of the couches having been taken.

“It was a terrible craving, but nonetheless worth the loss of points for Gryffindor.”

“Is that why we were tied with Ravenclaw mid semester?” Remus laughs over his cup.

“We still won the cup!” You and Lilly defend, James taking hold of your legs to place them on top of his. He isn’t even thinking about it, too enthralled with the teasing conversation before him as he slides a hand under the cuff of your jeans. Warm hands calloused from quidditch running over your shin. You’ve always found affection with him comes easier than with others, and the touch comforts you, electricity lingering on your skin.

“Never have I ever, had my first kiss.” Because Dorcas also aims to have the rest of you drinking more, she says what she thinks is the most common proposition. Your stomach turns, and you debate on taking a sip just because it’ll spare you the embarrassment. You must consider it too long, because Sirius’ brows shoot up in shock.

“Merlin, how?” Is all Sirius manages, the girls’ jaws dropping because you’ve never told them.

“I volunteer!” Marlene shoots a hand up while you curl into the cushions, wishing you’d just had the drink.

“It’s not that there haven’t been opportunities.” You struggle through the explanation, tugging on the sleeves of your shirt to fight the cold. “I just, I guess, want the first one to matter. If it’s been this long I may as well make it special.” They all coo in mocking, laughing when you flip them off.

“I get it.” James pats your leg, taking generous sips of his own drink.

“You don’t.” Theres an amusement in your tone, no real meanness to any of it.

“Well what about that Hufflepuff third semester, he was totally into you.” Dorcas inquires.

“Are we seriously this interested in my love life, or lack thereof?” You roll your eyes when they all agree, giddy from the topic and the alcohol. “I thought he was into me, but I don’t know. We stopped talking after a while.”

“Wait,” Remus narrows his brows, too contemplative to see James’ signals. “That curly haired guy, beater for Huffle?” You nod, giggling because he’s not usually this slow to understanding, clearly inebriated.

“Wasn’t that the kid that came up to us at Hogsmeade, Prongs?” Potter vehemently shakes his head, chugging his drink again.

“Nope, I don’t think so.”

“No, I’m pretty sure it was. You two didn’t get on that well, I think.” Sirius covers his mouth to muffle his laughing, basking in Moony’s drunken confession.

“You sabotaged me!” You frown, James grabbing your leg so you can’t kick his side.

“Listen, I overheard him boasting in the locker room. He’s not the type you should be around. Trust me.” He’s sincere, enough to make you relax.

“He was a bit of an ass, sweetheart. Prongs isn’t entirely wrong.”

“You two are still snog-blocks.” Dorcas is quick at your defense, crossing her arms in solidarity.

“If I wasn’t banished to solitude, I’d kiss you, Dorcas.”

“Time and place, lovely.” You clutch your heart, feigning a blush in your antics.

*********

“Alright, I need my beauty rest. Someone needs to remain the prettiest of the friend group.” Sirius stretches, tapping a dazed Remus on the cheek to get him up. His actions initiate the turning in of the rest of the group. To which you and James groan.

“It’s only 2, you’re all lame!” Potter sneers, looking to you for consolation. You nod along, displeased with their departure.

“You night owls can stay up as long as you want, but we have all week to be sleep deprived.” Marlene ruffles James’ hair and kisses your temple as she stupors inside, giggling all the way with the other girls.

“And then there were two.” You stretch, moving over when James shifts, moving into a laying position. In order to fit comfortably, you still have to keep your legs over his. “You know, now theres three other open couches.”

“I like it here.” He decides, enclosing his hands over his chest and settling in. You chuckle, letting him tangle his legs in yours.

It’s confusing, because he chooses you as his passenger, his seat-mate, scares other guys away. Fuck, he planned an entire trip just because you and Sirius have such shitty home lives. Guilt twinges in your chest, and the alcohol allows you to finally say what you’ve been holding in since you first got in the car. “James?” He hums, hazel eyes looking up at the array of stars in the night sky. “Why did you do all this?” Potter sits up, looking over to you in disbelief.

“Why wouldn’t I? Don’t you like it here?”

“Like it? It’s a shore house filled with all of my closest friends and alcohol. I love it here.” He laughs, nudging your legs with his own in teasing.

“I’ve been wanting to ask you something,” he starts, answering your question with one of his own. “Would you be willing to spend the whole summer here?”

This time, you sit up, brows raised in shock. “Sorry?”

“Instead of having to go home, you could stay here.”

“James, I couldn’t possibly intrude like that-”

“It wouldn’t just be us two.” He unnecessarily reassures. “I’ve already spoke with Pads, and he’s staying. My mum doesn’t want him going home either.”

“You already talked to your parents about it?”

“In the chance either of you said yes. They both are more than happy to have us stay here. There’s internship positions at my dad’s company, and he said if we looked after the house and helped him out, we’d be more than welcome to stay.”

“Are you starting a shelter for the broken homes club or something?” You jest, not in poor taste, but because it’s the only defense mechanism you know. James frowns anyway, upset at the thought.

“I care about the both of you. And...I’d never want either of you going home to- Well, anything other than a place you feel safe. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if something happened to you. Knowing I could have stopped it. Understand?”

You nod, warm tears brimming in your eyes. Because in a world full of people that don’t, James Potter cares. You tackle him in a hug, overcome with the foreign feeling of being cared about, protected. He falters, wrapping an arm around your waist with a small laugh.

“That’s a yes, then?” You nod, smile pulling at your lips when he uses his thumb to wipe away your tears.

“James?”

“Yeah?” He’s soft-spoken now, eyes studying yours as you press your hands to his chest.

“Is there...Any other reason you told that guy to stay away from me?” He swallows, licking his lips with an unusual anxiety to him. He meets your eyes again, pleading for another hint.

“Would you want there to be?”

“I’d like to have my first kiss.” You play with a pull in his sweater, fighting a smile at his nervous demeanor. “Would you want it to be you?” He nods, slow, and honestly unsure if you’re fucking with him. Considering how embarrassed he’d be if this is some joke, or a dream, maybe. “James?” You move closer, and he snaps out of his daze.

“I would.” He averts his eyes to your lips, back to your eyes again to ensure you’re sincere. “Like to kiss you, I mean.”

You remove the space between you, putting your lips to his and hoping it comes natural like everyone says. It must, because he’s pulling you into his lap, a hint of a whine escaping his throat. You grin, flushing at his eagerness. He squeezes your sides harder, a warning.

“Stop it.” He continues past your jaw, down your neck, hearts thrumming with excitement and uncertainty. He tilts your head with his thumb, grinning when he nips at your skin and you gasp. Pulling back, he surveys his work, kissing you two more times before letting you breath.

Is that what I’ve been missing out on?” You pant, energy coursing through you and accentuating your buzz tenfold.

“Up to expectations?”

“Exceeded, I’m pretty sure.” You blink hard, taking hold of his wrists and moving them so they can slide under the hem of your shirt. You hold them at your waist, a silent sign to keep them there. Though you’re sure he would have anyway. He kisses you again, more intense this time, finally allowing all the pent up tension between the two of you release.

James, against every fiber of being in his body, pulls you away from him. Both breathing hard to collect yourselves. “While I’d really, really like to keep this up.” He starts, trying not to reconsider when your perfume envelopes his senses. “I’d like to take you out for dinner first. If you’ll let me.”

“Are you asking me on a date, Potter?” You whisper, teasing him as if it’s the hottest gossip to reach Hogwarts.

“Are you gonna say yes, pretty girl? Or leave me hanging?” You nod, and James throws his head back against the cushions, absolutely relieved.

*************

You blink awake, fire still burning brightly after being charmed by Lilly earlier in the evening. In the midst of you and James conversation, filled with recalling old times, plans for the rest of the summer, and a lot more alcohol, you both fell asleep. James’ jumper covers your frame, while the boy lays on the other side with only a sweater to keep warm.

“Prongs.” You nudge him, wincing when he groans. “It’s too cold, let’s go in.”

“Too tired,” he croaks, voice riddled with sleep, “too drunk. Come over on this side.” He rolls on his back, groaning again when the world spins with him.

“What, like...Next to you?”

“No, curled up on the floor like a cat.” Your brows furrow at his sassiness, fighting a smile as you crawl over. Muttering a half-assed apology when you nearly knee his groin.

Hesitantly, you place a head on his chest, letting him grab you under one knee and pulling it up so you leg rests over his abdomen. Immediately, he releases a deep breath, fully relaxed. Your body, though, tingles with that same electricity from before, keeping you awake.

“Sleep.” He orders, nudging the back of your head with his shoulder, eyes closed but somehow aware.

“Can’t.”

“Is this alright?” He blinks awake, afraid he’s made you uncomfortable.

“Good, this is good.” You reassure, pulling on his jumper so it covers both of you. He pushes your arm away, tugging on the fabric and covering only you again, stern in his actions.

“Close your eyes. I need us both to sleep this alcohol off so I can kiss you again.”

“Who says I’ll let you, Potter?”

“I may have been your first kiss, but I’m also aiming to be your last. So please, Dove, shut up and sleep” You’re speechless, he’s stunned you with his confession and simultaneous attitude.

“I hate you.”

“I seriously doubt that.” There’s a smile on his face, you can hear it in his grumbling voice. Wordlessly, he moves the arm that’s under you so he can stroke your cheek, eyebrows, and jaw with the hook of his finger. Knowing the gentle touch will send you off to sleep. And it does, because you don’t wake again until morning.

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“Rise and shine, love birds. If you want to hoot with the owls, you’ve got to fly with the eagles.” Sirius chimes, a click of a camera sounding out after he speaks.

“Any louder, Pads, and I’ll break your jaw.” James covers your ears, shielding you from your friends shrill laughter with an intense glare. His head pounds something awful, and he’s pretty sure he’s never been this hungover in his entire life. He remembers every second, though, memories of last night bringing a dopey smile to his face. Despite the alcohols consequences.

“Hey.” He nudges your arm, ignoring the gawking of his friends through the glass sliding door as he wakes you. You yawn, stretching atop him and regaining sense of your surroundings.

“Are we supposed to be spinning?” James rolls his eyes, much too fond of you for his own good.

“We have to get up, theres breakfast.”

“I can’t eat a single thing right now.”

“Yes you can,” he pushes you again, sighing in feigned annoyance when you rub your face into his shirt. Shielding the morning light from your eyes. In one swift movement, he sits you both up and hurls you over his shoulder, ignoring your squirms of protest with an obnoxious yawn. He sets you down at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, grumbling a hello to your astonished group of friends. You’re too hungover to feel embarrassed, smiling a thank you to Remus when he slides his glass of orange juice toward you, Sirius’ sunglasses over his eyes.

“Gimme those,” you plead, extending an arm that’s quickly swatted away.

“Get your own,” he whines, “I let you have my juice.” You accept this, nursing the glass as though it’ll save your life.

“Late night?” Lilly teases, putting a plate of food in front of you and James. You both groan, but offer your gratitude for breakfast anyway.

“Figured you would have at least made it inside.” Marlene chastises, amused with your zombie-like states. You frown when James finishes what’s left in your glass, watching as he leans across the counter to grab the carton and refills it. Sirius places a steaming cup of tea in front of you and Potter, avoiding your distrusting gaze as he clears his throat to speak.

He’s awfully cheeky all the sudden, hoisting himself onto the counter with his signature mischievous grin. “Never have I ever…Had my first kiss?” His voice tilts in questioning at the end, and you’re momentarily displeased with the realization you’ll be spending the rest of the summer with the shit-starting bastard you consider a friend.

You’re absolutely flushed, curling in on yourself when a chorus of cheers erupts after taking a swift sip from your mug.

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strayflowersstarsandlove · 6 months ago

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𝑻𝒐 𝑫𝒊𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 - hyunjin x reader x felix au fanfic

0 - PROLOGUE

1 - Hi, nice to meet ya, got nothing to believe in

Hushed murmurs and gentle hands patting on shoulders, sniffles, the trembling, flickering warm lights of the candles burning their yellow flames against the dark backdrop of the thick black velvet curtains.

Drapings and pillows, several different bouquets of orange carnations and white lillies, a few of his favorite dark red roses drowning out the stench of death. Not that there was any, actually. You just smelled it despite the frigid coldness of the now empty burial chamber, well hidden behind the curtains and window panels and intricatly decorated black wood dividers with depictions of cherry blossoms and spring.

Death could never feel like spring, death was ultimately winter.

Clusters of old family friends and relatives gather around the main refreshments table, picking at the humongous display of finger food and drinks being served in tall crystal glasses. Sitting in the far corner, you sip from your own glass, your hands only slightly shaky, flashing pictures of the funeral just being held swimming around your brain.

You thought you weren't going to crumble and you didn't. Emotionally frozen, you had silently promised yourself the tears and the pain were only yours to see, yours to feel, like they did the night you found out he had died, and so you stood, motionless, stoic even while watching his body being lowered in the ground, the muffled sounds of his mum crying with a handkerchief pressed hard against her nose and mouth, cutting you deep but not enough to make you stumble.

Your heart as cold as ice. You hadn't even cried, not a single tear had spilled down. All the symptoms were there, the grip constricting your chest, the blockage in your lungs and in your throat, your fingers trembling, but no sound came out of you, you had just repressed everything down, down down, six feet under.

Shrapnel to his chest during a battle drill, Hyunjin had died foolishly. There. You said it. You said it a thousand times in your head, over and over until you had convinced yourself there was no more point in crying, until pain had become all you were, not just part of you, your bones hardened like a shield made of stone, until it rendered your blood vessels numb.

He was gone. And you had to live with it. He was gone and you had to live. What a stupid fucking thing. Life was a joke with the most twisted, sick sense of humor. One minute he was there with you, curled up in your own bed, crying laughing as he clapped his hands and his feet, even, watching some underfunded b-list kdrama with you, and the next minute mandatory conscription had taken him away from you. Forever.

Perhaps you deserved it. Perhaps you just weren't meant to be happy and in love. The matching jewellery and stealing his clothes on late Sunday mornings while drinking from his cup and riling him up for no reason other than see him getting turned on, the long talks over books and coffee, the fights,oh ... the fights.

The fights where you yelled and cursed him out and he giggled because "you're so beautiful, even when you scream at me you're so beautiful", top teeth sinking into his plush bottom lip, large hands cupping your reddened face and forcing you to kiss him silly, which you always abided to.

The crazy makeup sex, the catching the last show at the movie theater, clothes soaking wet with rain cause you had been caught up in a storm while taking pictures in the city. Restless nights, day trips to Jeju, flowers in every corner of your house, paint stained t-shirts and complicit eyes, with tears spilling from the corners.

You were violently in love with him, felt the happiest, fullest version of yourself each minute you spent with him. You had cherished so much, enjoyed 7 intense years of him being your first everything, your first and only love, foremost, of growing older and fonder and greedier for you never wanted to share him with anyone, and you were getting punished for it.

Cause now he was no longer yours and he was no longer anyone else's and he was just no longer.

Staring into nothingness, caught up in a daze of memories, you bring your empty glass to your mouth, your burgundy stained lips grazing the cold rim, teeth almost biting glass, your grimace and frown, heaving yourself up begrudgingly so you can reach the table and grab more wine, you have work tomorrow but the emptiness needs to be filled somehow.

"Oh, sorry. You go first". You look up from your hand clutching the bottle of Moscato to find two squinty orbs staring back at you. And freckles. A miriad of them.

The platinum blonde young man in front of you smiles politely and gestures for the bottle in your hand, relinquishing his turn for you, something about his elven like features, perhaps a glimmer in his seemingly kind eyes catching you a bit off guard, or perhaps the alcohol warming your blood, too. Destabilizing you just enough.

"Why-why do I feel like I'm supposed to know you?", you stammer out, trying to focus on his face, raking your brain for any glimpses of recognition, something oddly familiar going off at the back of your head but you can't quite point your finger on what it is or why it feels familiar to you in the first place.

A surface deep dimple and cushion like eye bags, he smiles, warm brown eyes squinting, big straight teeth flashing, "Lee Felix, I'm not sure we've met before. But perhaps you know of me, I-I used to be friends with Hyunjin... ", low voice, heavily accented, faltering on his last syllables, he clears his throat and half bows to you.

"We... we were actually supposed to be called up in the same military roll out but I - ugh... I have a really bad back. Herniated disc. They deemed me unfit before I even managed to declare I would renounce cause I have my Australian citizenship other than my Korean one".

Felix. The name resounds in your head but said in Hyunjin's voice. Something about your boyfriend missing him terribly ever since he left for Sydney. Something about early high school days and sharing music class and p.e.

"Feeellix, is the nicest person you'll ever meet. We have to visit him next summer, you'd love him, I'm sure" - "what makes you say that?" -a half hearted, breathy giggle rolling off your lips, - "just a feeling. Deep in my heart, I just know"-Hyunjin's dreamy eyes, a knowing smile.

You nod just barely, biting at the inside of your lips, "I'm sorry for your back... must be... painful", you murmur, feeling his eyes staring as you pour the wine in both of your glasses, not knowing how to make small talk, not knowing what to say and what to feel, how you're supposed to either talk in the present tense or past one about Hyunjin with one of his friends, if you're supposed to talk about him at all.

Everyone in your family, you had shut out. Not that there was much dialogue or communication of any type with both your parents before Hyunjin's passing, anyway. You had been living in different continents even before that. His family... you had no idea how to approach either.

Both his mum and dad had welcomed you in their family like you were their own child, they loved you so and never failed to mention that, but to see them so devastated had made you incapable of coming up with anything but the blandest, most predictable condolences . It was likely you both needed each other, for you loved the same person, although differently, but the wall of pain and wanting to respect that same pain hindered the way for everyone involved, especially with how fresh his death was.

Felix nods uncertainly and sighs, he takes a slow but big sip of his wine, keeping the drink in his mouth for a little longer than necessary, "it's okay... I mean... Nothing is okay right now is it?".

A small, sad smile, shiny eyes that clearly have been holding back tears, they briefly flicker all over your face before they settle into yours: a different kind of sympathy resides in them, a knowing of sorts, he offers no circumstancial wishes and appraisal.

And perhaps it's the sugary, alcoholic sweetness on your lips, the Yves saint Laurant emanating off of the collar of his black button up or maybe it's the comforting, steady silence you two share, your eyes locking as the both of you take another sip of your drinks, but something indistinct and burning quietly settles somewhere inside of you where you don't ever look anymore.

It's the alcohol you tell yourself, it's the loneliness, the heartbreak for a heart that's no longer there. A delicious rush to your neck, no questions asked, no wavering in your hands when they undo the button of his shirt, one by one, or when they rest on his smooth and soft pectorals.

No kisses. He goes for it, he really does, mouth hovering over yours, warm breath entering your nostrils. But then he sees the heat burning behind your stare, and he goes for your neck instead, fingertips trailing up your hair, pulling at the nape of your neck until you tilt your head back and expose your jugular to him.

It's the alcohol but your vision isn't blurry at all. It's the alcohol but you're hyper aware of how dirty you feel. Not enough to shake you. Not enough to stop him from palming your chest, bite your skin, kiss it better. Your back hitting the door to your apartment, tight, tailored suit pants riding up his crotch as he immobilizes you against him.

Your boyfriend is dead. And you're fucking his best friend.

Chapter 2

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twigg96 · 5 months ago

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Ch. 2: It's a Promise we Keep through Thick and Thin

Ride 'Em Cowboy

Ch. 1 Here

A Rodeo AU

Cowboy! Daryl X Male! EMT! Reader

Chapter Summery: Daryl and Merle head off to work at the ranch with tension building all throughout the day. When things finally come to an explosive fight.

Chapter Warnings: Ranch life, Lou, Merle and Daryl talk about things, swearing, accents, Merle is his own warning, Farm life and situations in farms, Smoking, Smokeless tobacco use,

Tag list: @crashlyrose, @wildcardadrian, @edgyboi10000, @ritosparty, @silly-lil-lee

The sun had hardly begun to rise in the sky when the first crow of the local alarm rooster tore Daryl from his dreamless sleep. Glancing to the bright green numbers on the microwave, Daryl sighed scrubbing his face hard. 5 AM sharp. They had exactly half an hour to get their shit together and out to the field before their boss would be knocking on their door wondering where they were at. Slowly Daryl sat up letting out a long and pained groan as his back ached in protest. These 12 hour days followed by three hour nights were really starting to kick his ass.

Grabbing the pack of nearly empty cigarettes sitting on the bed stand Daryl sighed, he'd brush his teeth later. He plucked a bent ugly one out of the pack. With a long exaggerated sigh, he used the tips of his fingers to pinch the tobacco back into the roll. The orange filter hung from his his bottom lip as he tapped the silver lighter out out of the carton. Striking it across his thigh he held it up to the end of his cigarette. Blue eyes watched the flame with determined double vision. Reaching up he cupped the brilliant flame with his other hand watching the cherry catch.

Smoke lingered in the air and circled around the shitty room in the double wide he shared with his brother. Wood paneling covered the walls making the room feel much darker and dreary than it really was. Certainly didn't fuckin' help anything that his boss refused to let them hang anything on the walls after Merle drilled a six inch hole in the wall "on accident."

Speaking of his dumbass of a brother...

Daryl stood up, albeit a little too fast for his body's liking, stumbling forward with a low growl tumbling to cling to the wall for support. His head spun and ached around his dry mouth and throat, waiting for the sick twisted feeling in his stomach to go away before pushed away with too much confidence.

The jeans he wore to bed would have to do. Bending over to dig through the clothes hamper was too big of a risk. Side stepping to his dresser drawers, Daryl pulled out a clean-ish white tank top and a button up work shirt. Anything that kept the critters from digging into his skin was a win for him, even if it didn't help to keep the sweltering heat at bay. Last but not least he plopped on his wide brimmed hat.

Stumbling out the door of his room Daryl pulled his belt tight, stuffing his shirt into the waistband of his jeans. He stopped at Merle's door covered in dated concert posters and models ripped straight from a sticky magazine. Rapping hard and fast on the thin plywood of the door he was surprised when it creaked open unlatched and unlocked.

The room wreaked of smoke, not just of the tobacco he was currently puffing on. Of weed and other substances he'd rather pretend he didn't recognize. Ignorance is bliss especially in the face of the police.

Posters covered the walls and holes Merle still needed to plaster over. An incense holder burned carelessly in the corner of the room adding to the range of smells in the room. The too large beige comforter shifted in strange lumps.

"Hey dick fer brains." Daryl growled, slamming the door open the whole way. "We got work-"

Well fuck him sideways!

Daryl stepped back his heart dropping straight into his fucking asshole. Sitting up in Merle's bed was that pretty little thing from the night before. Lilly? Louize? Jean? Didn't really fuckin' matter.

"Ah... wha-" She moaned pushing back her rat's nest of a mane. Grey sheets fell from her shoulders held only by her hand to cover her naked chest as she sat up to inspect Daryl with squinted blue eyes. "Oh... Oh I remember you." She slurred, her head lulling to the side, her bright blonde hair cascading down to cover her face. She pointed at the youngest Dixon giggling fondly.

"Yeah... your the one that's riding on Mermer's team." She mused bringing her right knee up to her chest. "What are you doin' here so early, cowboy? Didn't think training started til later." She hummed, tilting her head to lay her cheek on her knee.

Daryl swallowed hard and thick. Anger and frustration filling his chest as he stared at the woman laying in Merle's bed. Glancing to the floor Daryl shook his head at the entire predicament he found himself in.

"Got work..." He murmured soft, nervously rubbing the back of his neck, pushing his hat up over his eyes.

"Where's-" Daryl blinked, what had she just called his brother?

"Where's Merle?" He asked, staring down at his feet, silently wishing he had his boots on. The woman hummed clicking her tongue at Daryl.

"You're all work and no play aren't you?" She teased, winking at him. "Don't worry. He's in the bathroom. Said he needed to shower before he went to check on his farm for today."

Check on his farm? Poor girl...

Daryl sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. "You gotta way home?" He asked.

Smirking the woman nodded. "Yes'm. Drove myself here last night when your brother called begging for a-"

"Aight." Daryl cut the girl off with a wave of his hand, turning right around down the hall ignoring the girl's giggles.

Dumb sum' bitch.

Storming to the bathroom door that hissed and billowed with as much fog as a couch fire, Daryl damned near kicked the door in with as much force as he pounded on it.

"Je-Sus!" Daryl could hear Merle swear, loud banging and tumbling was either Merle dropping his body wash or falling flat on his face scrambling to get the fuck out of the shower. Either way Daryl could give a shit right now.

"I thought I told ya." Merle cried, the sound of the faucet turning off and a drawer slamming shut only slightly amused Daryl. "Ta stay in the room and if ya had ta piss go outside!" Merle growled throwing open the door. A billow of steam surrounding him in all his naked glory holding only an old stained towel around his middle to cover himself.

What a ladies man...

Daryl glared daggers at Merle, his hands eyeing his brother as he stood silent and judging. The eldest Dixon's eyes widened and his face turned from anger and contempt to a fake smile that more resembled a sneer as he faced Daryl.

"Oh... mornin' little brotha. Take it ya ran inta Lou this morning?" He asked, smirking as if were no thing at all. Daryl stayed silent. His face and body reading the utter disgust he felt. Merle however didn't seem one bit affected, shrugging off his brother's indifference to grab his clothes from toilet seat.

"Ya wanna jump in the sha'er real quick 'fore we head off ta work?" He asked pulling on his boxers and jeans under the the towel. Tossing the damp cloth into a heap in the corner of the room when he was done.

It took all Daryl had in him not to punch Merle in the nose. The older man was sporting a shiner from the night before he never learned a damn thing from. Merle cocked a brow at his younger brother pulling his muddled wifebeater over his head.

"Her rack got ya all in a stupor or sum shit?" Merle teased patting Daryl on the shoulder as be pushed past, stumbling into the kitchenette. Daryl followed close behind his glare burning a hole into Merle's back. The thick smell of coffee mixed with the sweet smell of Merle's cheap ass cigars.

"Wha'?" Merle asked glancing over his shoulder, pulling down two coffee mugs for them both.

"Swalla yer tongue sometime last night?" He asked. Merle poured the coffee black straight from the pot into their thermos. The little red light on the side of the pot flicked off when Merle unplugged the machine. Daryl caught the tall green thermos he knew was his own by the faded peeling camo duct tape wrapped around it's middle.

Daryl rolled his eyes, stuffing his feet deep in his boots and grabbing his keys from the hook beside the door. The bright blue Prius sitting in front of their trailer stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the rusted trucks he and the other ranch hands owned. The broad owned one of the most suspicious cars to own for a marital affair out in the country...

With a shake of his head, Daryl huffed slamming the squealing door of his truck shut harder than he probably should have if he wanted the rust to stay put on the bottom. He tossed his thermos back into the back cupholder, tapping the steering wheel impatiently.

Slowly the sun's rays cast a red hue across the wheat field that swayed in the wind across the dirt road from their trailer park. The trees silhouetted cast long shadows across the ground and the air hung heavy with every breath he took even though it wasn't quite cold enough to see his own breath.

Tapping out his cigarette in the truck's ash tray Daryl glanced over to his brother as he slowly climbed in. "Well... lets get this over with..."

The ride to work was bumpy and rough. While usually filled with talks of bull shit and lies or the radio blaring too damned loud for how early it was in the morning, the ride was eerily quiet. Gravel crunched under the truck's tires and while the road wasn't too bad Daryl made sure to hit every pot hole possible just to make Merle's car sickness act up alongside the hell of a hang over he knew he was nursing with the coffee he was huffing.

"Fuckin' Christ Daryl." Merle hissed, clinging to the door handle for all he had. "Think ya could hit them holes any fuckin' harder?!" He growled. Daryl hummed a small but satisfied smile gracing his lips as Merle gagged winding down the window stuffing his bottom lip full of spearmint snuff.

With a glance out the open window Daryl watched the poor souls running the tractors plowing and preparing the crop fields who have been working since the crack of dawn. Corn swayed and bent as the combine tractor Merle had been banned from ever driving again drove carefully slowly and methodically through it, spraying the product into the wagon driving beside it. Taking off his hat Daryl stuck it out the window and waved at the drivers. Both drivers returned the favor in kind and if Daryl wasn't mistaken Merle had stuck his hand out to greet them as well.

Dancing and bare crop fields slowly turned to open and bare livestock farm land surrounded by both electric fences and barbed wire. Horses trotted happily around the paddocks shaking their manes and whipping the flies that bothered them with their tails. The loud ear piercing squealing of pigs could be heard a near mile away just over the ridge, tiny piglets running loose in the pen enjoying the morning dew. Goats stood proud on their perch of hay silently judging the Dixon's as they drove past. The smell of manure hung thick and heavy in the air. Even after cleaning the stalls three times that day it still reeked... but so was the ranch life and what getting paid so well included. It was the smell of hard work. A smell Daryl had long since become accustomed to.

The Dixons set to work as soon as they arrived at the main farm. Stepping out of the truck to go their separate ways for a time. They knew their duties by now. Merle went off to grab one of the four wheelers and inspect the fence. Daryl to grab his motorbike and herd them out of the field for the morning. The other hands used the prized horses the boss had available in the stable. Helped them get their exercise. But Daryl was never a fan of horses. In honesty they scared the shit out of him ever since he watched one kick Merle clean across the room.

Placing his hat on the fence post that held his black helmet, Daryl strapped the helmet on tight. The familiar gruff and jingle of tags came to greet him from behind. Daryl smiled at the Shepard mix patting him on the head. "Morning, Dog." Daryl mumbled, starting his bike with a loud roar.

Rolling down to meet the others at the pasture head. His boss Paul Monroe who everyone affectionately dubbed "Jesus" due to his long hair and his status as the ranch owner's son, sat proudly atop his horse Citation an all white horse who batted the flies away with his ears carelessly. The ranch's unofficial veterinarian Dr. Hershel Greene sat atop Nutmeg a name fitting of her color and personality. The doctor brought along his daughters. Maggie and Beth who rode together on Maggie's stallion Deacon.

Daryl flicked off the engine of his bike to hear the others clearly. The two gentlemen seemed to be discussing the morning's plans.

"Well, how many square acres of pasture we lookin' at?" Hershel asked sitting back on the saddle.

"We got about 50 acres in this lower section." Jesus answered, readjusting his riding gloves.

"Well we only need the heifers and the new calves right?" Maggie asked, her body swaying along with Deacon's movements. Jesus nodded eyeing the pasture ahead of them.

"Yeah... problem is that we got a couple of heifers that are late to drop. So we need ta find them and round them up as we're tagging the new calves and rounding the mommas in fer a health check and milking." Jesus hummed in response.

"Lotta land ta jest be plucking a few from the herd." Hershel murmured. "Gotta good chance ta misplace a few and get 'em mixed up." The elderly man glared out to the pasture towards the rolling mountains as dark and broad as any thundercloud.

With a nod Jesus hummed. "When we bring the mommas in we'll bring the whole herd in." He hummed. "But I gotta plan. Hershel and I are gonna ride up the right side of the pasture. I'll take inside. Hershel can take outside to the corners and send the herd round the fence. Just keep them in line. I'll send some product his way. Daryl I want you to ride up the middle and flush them cattle out the middle by reving your engine. Don't hold back we gotta get all these cattle out of here into the holding pen for check ups. Girls I want you to do the same as your dad. Just go around the outside of the pasture. Check the corners and thickets there and once Daryl flushes the cattle out of the thickets in the middle keep them in line and keep a good head count til Daryl meets ya ta help keep them in line. We'll take a total count at the gate and round back if we need. Just keep your radios on and comms open in case we get separated. And remember if ya see a calf without a tag, take the time ta clip it with one or we'll be off count later."

Daryl nodded dutifully clicking on the Bluetooth radio connected to his helmet. "Think I can manage that..." He hummed a smirk playing at his lips, leaning on the handle bars of his bike. Who was he kidding? He loved this part of his job.

"Isn't what Daryl's doing a little... inhumane? I mean your basically trainin' them babies ta be scared of yer bike." Beth asked softly, holding her hand up in front of her face to the sky to block the rising sun from blinding her. An audible sigh escaped both Hershel and Maggie as their horses stepped along with their annoyance.

"Ain't like that." Daryl murmured offering a shrug. "I'm doin' these calves a favor ridin' round in here. Desensitizing them ta the sound of mah bike and the quads that are ridin' round the pastures. Helps ta keep them from causin' a stampede when their older or gettin' spooked so easy by equipment noise. Keeps everyone safe in the end."

Daryl nearly gapped at the way Beth rolled her eyes at him. Shaking her head distastefully. "Don't sound like much of a favor ta me..." She hissed.

The hell got into that girl? Daryl thought shaking his head, glancing to Hershel and Maggie.

The older of the sisters however patted her leg. The signal Daryl understood too we'll for We'll talk about it later. Flicking the engine on his bike Daryl sat up straight signaling to the others he was ready to go. With a flick of his wrist Jesus took off, Hershel following close behind. One glance back Maggie flipped the reigns to Decan, taking off towards the fence.

Pulling back on the gas Daryl took off down the middle of the pasture, keeping a close eye on the fence on either side. Coming to a small group of cattle he round them to the right towards Hershel. Eyeing them for any orange spots or new wobbly calves Daryl moved deeper into the thicket when he didn't immediately notice either.

Slowly he rode over roots, through creek beds, and muddy sloppy waters. Engaging his brake he revved his engine loudly. Leaning back on his leather seat Daryl watched as several cattle bolted out either side of the thickets he sat in front of. Dog barked and growled at his side rounding his bike protectively as cattle came too close for the mutt's comfort. Stepping off his bike Daryl slowly walked up to a calf struggling to keep up with his momma. Grabbing the tag clippers from his back pocket he grabbed the baby around the neck. Holding his frail body firm between his legs Daryl acted quickly, holding it's neck close as he clipped the ear with the GPS tag. All the while keeping an eye on the protective momma stomping around nearby.

"I see ya there momma..." Daryl huffed standing up straight and releasing the baby back to the momma. Watching the others head off towards the girls Daryl flagged them through a thin spot in the thicket. Hopping back on his bike riding on.

The sun was much higher in the sky by the time the group was done herding the cattle into the holding pens. Higher still by the time they had sorted out the mommas into the milking machines with their babies nearby to keep all involved safe.

Sweat glistened off Daryl's forehead. The icy early morning air had rapidly heated up to near stifling and muggy. Sliding the black helmet off his head the rider was more than happy to replace it with his much cooler hat. Staring out at the yearlings released into two separate corrals. Now so energetic and ready to raise calves of their own when last year they were so little made the man brim with pride. Even if he had very little to do with their raising.

"Hey there cowboy." Maggie's smooth voice called out from behind him. Turning with a smile to the young woman Daryl tipped his hat to her.

"Maggie." He greeted her fondly, leaning heavily on the metal fence.

"Thanks fer yer help today." He mumbled his eyes flicking to the hole in her overalls from where they both had wrangled a particularly feisty steer into a holding pen to get banded.

She shrugged her brunette hair held back by a black hair band was slowly falling out, the baby hairs that made up her makeshift bangs framed her sweat beaded face.

"It's no big thing Daryl. Never was." She hummed coming over to lean on the fence beside him.

Daryl hummed. Their friendship felt like it had lasted a life time in this world when it all was said and done. The two had known each other since they each were tikes. Merle brought him along with him to work with him. He remembered clinging to his brothers sweaty hand holding back tears as the sun set, the work day over. Hershel acted more as a father than his ever even attempted to be. The day his mother died, it wasn't his father that comforted him but Merle, Maggie, and Hershel.

Though the two got into their fair share of shit too. Maggie would drag him out past the creeks and streams on her property. Little pellet guns in hand they'd shoot at anything that moved, pretending to be in some movie Daryl had watched while spending the night at her place. Mrs. Greene had tanned their hides for scaring off the birds in her yard that day.

He truly couldn't ask for a better friend.

"So..." Daryl sighed, a soft smile on his face his eyes flicking to the fluffy clouds slowly crawling across the sky.

"Yer sister..." He chuckled as Maggie leaned into his side, slapping him across the chest.

"Dixon..." Her voice lilted, her mouth hanging wide in awe with a gasp of disbelief.

"You wouldn't believe a girl like her could be so swayed by a boy... but... by god she has been." Maggie sighed scrubbing her face with a laugh. Cocking a brow Daryl laughed alongside Maggie.

"A boy huh?" He hummed.

"Need me ta come lay the bastard straight?" He asked. With a soft shake of her head Maggie sighed swiping frustrated tears from her eyes.

"Nah... Tyler's harmless. Just a city boy is all..." She rolled her eyes. "Got her changing her major and transferin' ta the big school with him in the Fall." Maggie huffed. "She said she wants ta go inta politics if ya can believe that bull shit."

Daryl huffed a scowl falling onto his face. His eyes fell to the dirt below them both. Watching the bugs that scurried and ran across the crabgrass that grew in struggling patches across the trail he stood on. His nose scrunching in distaste he scoffed. "Girl sounds like she's chasing a dream that ain't her own."

Maggie hummed in agreement, her boots drawing mindless doodles in the dirt. "That city boy is only gonna get her hurt..." She sighed.

Glancing at her at her from under the rim of his his hat a smirk played at Daryl's lips.

"How's that city boy of yers treatin' ya?" He asked chuckling.

"Yer daddy know bout him yet?" Maggie huffed in response, smacking him across the bicep once more earning a roar of laughter.

"Take not..." Daryl hummed pulling his hat back over his eyes playfully.

"Glenn's just fine, Daryl." She answered curtly.

"But... no daddy doesn't know I'm with him yet... he don't need ta know yet." Maggie huffed. "He had a cow when I went ta prom with you. I can't imagine how he'd react when I bring Glenn home."

Daryl chuckled stepping away from Maggie so she couldn't get another well placed shot in on him. "Yer dad loves ya. He just don't always know how ta show it."

A comfortable silence hung in the air for a moment. Maggie nodding and chewing her cheek in thought.

"So how's your brother?" She asked.

Daryl scoffed, rolling his eyes and shaking his head he stuffed his hands so deep in his pockets he was sure he'd hit pay dirt. "Dumb as a sack of shit and just as useless." He growled distain thick on his face.

"That bad huh?" She asked, worry etched on her face.

A dark chuckle bubbled up from out of Daryl's throat. "Yeah..."

A shrill ear piercing whistle cut through the air catching not only Daryl's but Maggie's attention easily. Daryl pulled his hat back into place turning towards where Jesus stood high on the bottom rung of the fence waving at the two of them from a thousand yards away screaming his head off, though neither of them could hear him over the sounds of the cattle. Standing next to Jesus stood an unamused Hershel. His arms crossed firmly over his chest eyeing the two with a suspicious brow raised.

"Daryl!" Hershel's commanding voice called over the cattle and the equipment. "Yer ta go work on feedin' tha herd with yer brother!"

With a shake of his head Daryl shrugged at Maggie a deep chuckle emanating from his chest.

Speak of the devil.

"Duty calls, cowboy." She mused tipping his hat back. "You take care of yerself... ya hear? Call us if ya need anything." She said stepping into his chest to hug him tight ignoring the beaming glare Hershel sent their way.

"Easy now... yer daddy's bound ta shoot me yet." Daryl teased, ruffling her hair. "Ya take care too now little sister."

When Daryl finally made his way to the feed pens, having grabbed and downed a bottle of water first, he was unsurprised to find Merle leaning up against one of the support beams. Empty water bottle in hand he was currently using it as a spitter for the snuff he had switched to while he worked. Smokeable tobacco was forbidden in the livestock area of the ranch. Could spark a nasty fire and then no one would have a job.

"There ya are!" Merle chimed pushing off the beam placing the sloshing spitter down on the ground.

"Was wonderin' when you'd show up! Been standin' there and standin' there waitin' fer ya ta show up." He sneered. "Bet ya were off gettin' cozy with that little Greene girl again. Saw their truck here. Know you two have been real close."

Daryl rolled his eyes at his brother pushing past him to grab the first bail of hay. Not a word said to his brother. If Merle was affected, Daryl never noticed nor cared.

Tossing another bail of hay into the feed bins Daryl swiped his hand along his brow a drop of sweat slowly and easily tracing his temple down to his chin as he looked out the barn doors towards the pasture.

"See som'thing out there ya like?" Merle teased, scooping a handful of medicated grains from a metal bucket into the pens to keep the heifers from getting bloat.

"Nah..." Daryl sighed rubbing his hands on his jeans dust from the hay staining them a pale grey. "Don't see anything I like in here neither." He huffed turning to glare at Merle.

Freezing on the spot, Merle cocked a brow at Daryl. The scoop he had been holding feed in hanging precariously over the last cow's pen as they eyed it hungrily, tongues lapping and twirling in sloppy greed.

"Ya got a problem with me little botha?" Merle asked narrowing his eyes at Daryl, spilling the feed onto the cows carelessly.

Indeed. Indeed Daryl had several problems with Merle. He hated that Merle would show up to work late. He hated that he would be hung over and sick and claim he couldn't do his normal load but Daryl could pick it up. But most of all he hated that the bastard had a proclivity for volunteering him for damned near everything nowadays. Especially when he went around making things especially dangerous by fucking the one woman that could get them both fuckin' shot.

"Ya ain't say a damned thang ta me all day long and when ya do it's that horse shit?" Merle growled glaring at Daryl, finger flexing around the metal scoop dangerously. "You better fuckin' clear that attitude up right fuckin' now before we both have problems."

Daryl huffed turning his glare onto Merle he stayed still. His heart hammered hard and fast in his chest. Nostrils flaring as he paced across the pen.

"Yeah I got a problem... got a problem with yer fuckin' gamblin'." Daryl growled. He watched as Merle stood still a confused angry look on his face as he tried to put two and two together.

"Oh shit." Merle laughed shaking his head, his shoulders relaxing as Daryl rounded once more in the track he beat into the dirt of the barn.

"Is this 'bout that little cow ridin' gig I got you put into?" He whined a devilish smirk gracing his features as he strutted over to the metal bucket to drop the scoop back off with a final clang. "You should be thanking me for the exposure little brother... Them ladies will be crawling all over you by the time-"

"Nah... don't want that." Daryl hissed waving Merle off as if swatting a fly. The older man hummed not bothered in the slightest, instead simply nodding his head.

"Ya never were one fer that ladies... gotta wonder sometimes bout ya little brother." Merle sighed shaking his head.

With a roll of his eyes Daryl paced the width of the pen, honestly not hearing anything his brother said after that... he didn't give a damn what worried him and what didn't in his own dating life. Merle needed to get his own life under control.

But that Jaxson man... he gave Daryl the chills in a way only Merle's friends ever had before. He felt dangerous and the gun on his hip... just because he never wanted to talk to Merle again didn't mean he wanted to find him shot dead in the trailer one day...

"Hey!" Merle's rough voice pulled Daryl from his thoughts. Course calloused fingers wrapped tightly around his wrist keeping him from pacing further.

"Ya ain't still scared are ya?" Merle teased even if his voice betrayed the truth of his honesty.

"Scared a' wha'? Dying unsuspecting in the trailer one night because mah brotha couldn't keep his pecker to himself for one god damned night?! Yeah Merle I'd say that bothers me." Daryl hissed coming to a stop in front of his brother.

"Bein' impaled and trampled on ain't exactly high on my bucket list o' thangs I wanna do neither!" He hissed stepping into Merle's personal space. But, once again Merle didn't seem phased at all instead he shrugged a smile gracing his lips.

"Ain't nothin' you never done before... and Lou ain't gon' snitch on us. Her husband don't do tha thangs I do ta her so we ain't got nothin' ta worry bout." Merle said waggling his brows as if that would soothe Daryl daring to raise a hand to silently tell him to keep his voice down.

Daryl shook his head, pulling his arm away from Merle with a huff. Resuming his steady pace Daryl brought his hand up to his mouth, chewing the inside of his thumb.

"Nah... fuck that." He huffed pacing the small space between the feed cans.

"This ain't no steer wranglin' Merle. The goal ain't ta get them on the ground. Their goal is ta get you on the ground." Daryl hissed.

"Yeah but if anyone can-" Merle tried to counter a worried expression on his face.

"Eight seconds. One handed. That's the time I got ta beat ta fuckin qualify. Eight seconds of ridin'. Count it dip shit!" Daryl yelled, face turning beat red, slamming a fist into the can he stood near. The cattle in their pens screamed in retaliation to the loud sudden noise but in all honesty Daryl couldn't give a shit.

"There! There was eight god-damned seconds Merle! A blink of an eye! And that's how long I got ta stay on that fuckin' bull!" Meeting Merle's eyes Daryl watched a slow realization dawn on Merle one he wasn't sure he'd get out of his brother.

"And ta get any points I gotta make ridin't that bull in-" Slamming his fist down once more on time, he watched Merle jump at the sound, "that amount of time look fuckin good or else we won't get enough fuckin points ta pass inta the next round and win!"

With a swift kick to the support beam that left his toes aching in his steel toed boots Daryl growled low and frustrated struggling to catch his breath.

"Six seconds..." Merle muttered low and uncharacteristically soft. "Lou said it was six seconds cause it's an amateur ride."

Great. Just what Daryl wanted to hear.

Rounding on Merle, Daryl cocked back his fist adding more color to the shiner he created last night. "Yer a fuckin' prick." He spit.

Merle stumbled back holding his eye before falling flat on his ass.

"Wha- How am I tha prick?! I'm just tellin' ya what Lou told me!" Merle bit back glaring up at his brother. "I could let ya flounder on this little brother! I could jest tell ya ta suck eggs and find yer own way! But I aint gonna let ya do that!"

Cause yer hide is at stake too...

"Look... Lou offered ta let ya practice ridin' at her trainin' facility this week. That's why I had her over, Daryl... ta get in good with her and get ya practicin' at a real facility... so ya don't get on one of these tame bulls than get yerself kilt on them bastards they got in the rodeo!"

Glaring at the dirt Daryl chewed the skin of his thumb until he tasted blood and even he sucked it away to keep going until pangs of pain shot down his arm.

"Whatcha say little brotha?" Merle asked, slowly pulling himself off the floor.

Daryl couldn't hardly believe he was considering it... but what other choice did he have... He sighed letting his arms fall to his sides. "What makes ya think this Lou chick won't jest rat us out there?"

Silence fell like a heavy blanket on the two as they stood in the pen the cattle falling back into their routine, the tension still thick as hell between the brothers. "Dunno... but this is the best chance we got."

Daryl huffed glaring at Merle. "All cause ya couldn't keep yer damned hands ta yerself..."

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nerdygoth77 · 4 months ago

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Hi I have come to request to collect some drabbles or headcannons on your fave fallout character reuniting with the main character? It can be your fallout OC with your romance companion or whoever you'd like! tia❤

My first request!! Thank you so much for your ask! :)

I decided to do my Fallout 4 Nuka World Overboss OC, Lilly! Paired with my favorite, Porter Gage. I did a short drabble!

Reunited

Read on AO3 here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/49325812/chapters/147352036

or just read below!

It had been two weeks and three days since Gage had last seen Lilly, and he was more than anxious for her return. He and Lilly had left on a bit of a rough note, all because Gage didn’t want Lilly to go out on her own.

She had been preparing for this little trip to the Commonwealth for a while now, explaining carefully that he couldn’t come, it was something that she had to handle alone. He had gotten agitated at being told to stay behind. He and Lilly had hardly been separated since she became overboss about ten months ago. She could handle herself well, but his nerves still spiked at the thought of her out there alone. They had argued about it, Lilly trying to convince Gage by telling him that Dogmeat would keep her safe. Her attempt at calming his nerves only made Gage more irate. Gage knew Dogmeat was a protective and vicious companion, but he wasn’t invincible.

But she won anyway. Gage was left standing at the gate of Nukaworld, fuming as he watched Lilly ride off into the wasteland on her favorite horse, that dog of hers hot on their heels. Gage’s lips still tingled from her goodbye kiss, the taste of her lipstick sweet on his lips. His heart strained as he watched her, the sun just barely peeking over the Appalchian mountains. Then she was gone, slipping into the darkness of the shadows. Porter heaved a sigh before making his way back to Fizztop.

Now Porter Gage sat inside the old Fizztop Grille restaurant that he and Lilly had turned into a nice home. They had dragged out most of the tables and chairs, only leaving a few alongside the work benches. Their bed was up on a small platform, right next to an armor workbench and power armor station that was holding the Nuka T-51 power armor. It was purely for decoration and for holding Lilly’s magnet collection, Lilly and Gage both not fans of the clunky suit. Power armor always made Gage sweat and feel claustrophobic, and Lilly hated it because her agility in the suit was awful.

The old restaurant had really become a home, even the mutt had his own corner with a soft fluffy bed and plenty of chew toys. Lilly had decorated the walls with everything from old paintings to animal skulls, a few even human. They had removed all of Colter’s “decorations” and cleaned up the place real nice.

They had more storage than they knew what to do with, trunks, boxes, and dressers full of items scattered around the room. Most boxes were full of scrap or junk waiting to become scrap. Gage and Lilly went through a lot of scrap, using it to constantly repair their armor and weapons.

Soft colorful rugs scattered the room. Lilly had learned pretty quickly that the floor got freezing cold in the wintertime, and that the rugs saved them from cold feet on chilly mornings. Gage thought they looked silly and frilly, but he wouldn’t dare complain to his peculiar pre-war love. A massive quilt that Lilly had made herself covered the large bed. They even had comfy pillows. Lilly really enjoyed creature comforts like softness when she could have it, not that Gage was complaining about the soft blankets or running water. He hadn’t lived this well in his whole life, and he had a beautiful woman to share it with.

The old kitchen had been cleaned up and was a kitchen again, the fridge laying face down in the middle of the floor with the back panel ripped off. Getting the old fridge to work, along with some other appliances was on Gage’s extremely long list of shit to fix.

Gage sat at one of his work benches, his attention entirely focused on the baseball bat in front of him. He was trying to turn one of Lilly’s many colorful “killing bats” into a spiked rocket bat. Getting the nails in had been the easy part, the rocket mechanism giving Gage a little trouble.

The radio was playing loudly, redeye rambling about who gives a fuck. Gage just had it on for the noise, the sound and tinkering keeping him busy and from stressing over Lilly. Redeye was loud, but not loud enough for Gage to not hear the patio door open quietly and shut softly. Gage pretended like he didn’t hear a thing, waiting for the footsteps to get closer. He dropped his hands from his tools to under the table, his hand finding one of the half dozen guns that were duct taped to the underside of the table.

Suddenly a familiar wet nose nudged at his hand, Gage looking down to see a very happy Dogmeat. He let out a sigh of relief and removed his hand from the gun, patting Dogmeat on the head. The mutt was wagging his tail so hard his body wiggled, Lucy giggling from behind Gage at the dog. “Someone missed you.” She cooed, laughing as the dog picked up his front feet repeatedly in excitement, looking like he was doing a little dance.

Gage rubbed the dog behind his ears before he stood up and turned to look at Lilly. “You made it back!” He spoke, his eyes roving over her fit form to see she looked a little worse for wear. She looked exhausted, her bright pink hair and freckled skin filthy with the dirt and grime of the wasteland. Her dark eye makeup was smeared and running down her face, her red lipstick long gone. The bags under her eyes were large, exhaustion pulling at Lilly’s sore muscles, causing her perfect posture to falter as she slouched her shoulders under the heavy weight of tiredness. The bounty hunter duster and road leathers she wore were a bit tattered, but otherwise she seemed to be in one piece.

“I told you he’d protect me.” She grinned, approaching Gage with open arms. “Yeah yeah yeah.” Gage grumbled, giving the dog one last pat before pulling Lilly into a tight hug. Her exhausted body relaxed against his warmth, his large chest a great pillow for her head. He rested his chin atop her head, his hands gently rubbing her back. He breathed her in, that sweet smell of her usual perfumes and scents slightly masked by the smell of the wasteland. She reeked like radiation and sweat, that metal smell lingering on her clothes

They just stood there for a moment, holding one another. All of the stress disappeared from Gage now that she was back in his arms. Sometimes he’d get into his head about her; sometimes he felt that she was way too good for him and that one day she’d get the sense to leave him. But here she was, back in his arms.

When she looked up, Gage ran his thumb along her bottom lip, feeling the large cut that swiped down her lip to her chin. When she flinched away he moved his hand to cup her face, “What mess did you get yourself into darlin’?” He frowned. Lilly just shrugged one of her shoulders and leaned into his touch, “Nothing Dogmeat and I couldn’t handle.” The weak smile she gave him said otherwise. Gage rolled his eyes at her, his thumb wiping a smear of dirt from her cheek. He could tell Lilly was exhausted and bruised up, and in desperate need of a bath and a good night's sleep.

Gage pulled her into a soft kiss lingering kiss, pulling away when Lilly tried to take it a step forward. “As much as I’ve missed you baby,” He drawled, grabbing Lilly’s hand, “I can tell you need a rest.” Lilly let out a sigh but nodded in agreement, “Yeah I do. That and a shower. I’m gross.”

He gave her hand a gentle tug, a smirk on his face. “Yeah you are, you stink.” He faked disgust, Lilly huffing and shoving at his shoulder. Lilly rolled her eyes when the solid wall of muscle didn’t budge, “No worse than you.” He mocked her dramatic eye roll and pulled her towards the bathroom. “Then c’mon.”

Lilly let out a bemused huff and followed Gage to their bathroom, allowing him to take care of her.

Find more of Lilly and Gage on my blog and AO3

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randomminty · 10 months ago

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How are anons just able to ask you if you're okay with drawing something, that's so bold. I always think about it when I see others doing it, but like. I never know how many asks someone is getting, or how the request lined up with the artists interest/what time it was sent, some secret third thing I'm unaware of so I can never bring myself to unless "accepting requests" is written somewhere, lol. It's okay, one day I will find someone willing to draw Dad Lance for Leaf, we'll see it for Red, Green, even Lillie but rip, my girl. god forbid girls get to be traumatized or stupid kids in need of a good adult figure in their lives instead of a perfect little bubbly princess or shallow girl boss. I am alone on my island…Anyhow. Sorry, I hardly find blogs to talk to, not active in the pkmn side at all much less tumblr itself. I am Definitely Seeing your art and this wasn't just a needless babble, it's so great to see love for the Champions they are SO silly and cute and the art is so sweet just the them together and I love the stupid little hair fringe you gave Lance (affectionate) and moooood Cynthia, taking the heels off bc feet go owchie. I felt that. Gosh, you really captured that silly formal event chilling with friends when all of you want to get away to your own little corner, the anon was RIGHT. You have some serious talent for capturing characterization in such subtle but striking ways, they feel so alive. I'm loveeeee.

Oh my god thank youuu!! I love drawing characters and trying to show bits of their personality so this means so much to me,, esp for the champions theyre so important to me

#pro tip when sending an ask dont think abt any of the things you mentioned just send go crazy #personally i dont care how many asks i have i love getting new ones. im very greedy #even if it takes me 3 months to get to a drawing request bc i forget or smth <3 #also i dont mind getting asks for literally of my interests i post abt. which i think is just pkmn bandori and enstars #more like ras and akatsuki cough. oh and pjsk #ask tag #ty for the lance fringe comment i love drawing his hair wrong. stupid spikey hair #its the pokespe influence😔😔😔😔😔😔

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steel--fairy · 10 months ago

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i dont have a "people chosen by legendarys" thing in my main au but if i did, heres whod have what

violet, leaf, and green would have moltres, articuno, and zapdos. mewtwo would have no one. mew would go to yellow ig bc the boys don't get legendaries, it's the rules.

its a fight over daphne but i think celebi gets it in the end. in this au then the chosen two for lugia and ho oh would be sparrow and silver which is. certainly a duo thatd tooootallyyyy get along lmao. kris to suicune. raikou to anabel since i am firmly in the only one for the beasts camp. dunno about entei.

ivy and brendan with their latias and latios. no one for kyogre and groudon bc chosens are for good legendaries who dont purposefully try to kill off all of humanity. but rayquaza would have wallace. zinnias pissed about it. lisia and jirachi, then wally and deoxys. no one with the regis bc they never get woken in my plot.

chryssa and darkrai who used to be paired with her dad. palmer and cresselia as a match. azelf, uxie, and mesprit with maylene, prof rowan, and lucas. odd group, but theyre all there when theyre freed from the red chain (and cynthia, but her being overlooked is funny to me). thatd be it for sinnoh i think. barry maybe gets one some day but idk who. maybe somethint silly like shaymin, maybe something big like giratina. candice could theoretically be chosen of regigigas, but thats more a caretaker thing. oh and brandon (the hoenn frontier brain) has the sinnohan regis but i doubt he's a "chosen" of them.

ieva and n, and reshiram and zekrom ofc. had a cute idea of bryony, hugh and concordia matching the swords of justice. bryony-virizion, hugh-terrakion, concordia-cobalion. she would not be its chosen bc she is not human, but in this scenario i imagine zorua rides on keldeos back like a knight lol. and uhh thats it. i refuse to acknowledge the genies, dunno about victini and genesect (it stays with bryony for a bit but shes already spoken for), and kyurem is put in the corner with kyogre and groudon.

carmella and diancie, trevor and zygarde, calem and xerneas, shauna and yveltal and ig tierno and hoopa...? hoopa seems like it'd like to dance. that leaves only volcanion.

lillie and nebby!! aka solgaleo. then the tapu's and the kahuna’s. gladion and silvally? i think thatd actually be it. necrozma is with kyurem and the weather duo in time out.

lili and hop, and zacian and zamazenta. marnie and bede and g moltres and articuno is a vibe, and i do have at least bede in the crown tundra plot. peonia for zapdos maybe lol? leon and eternatus? peony and calyrex lmao? oh, i suppose mustard and urshifu.

jess and arceus. volo and giratina. cogita and enamorous (and also arceus, a little bit, sorta). adaman and irida, and dialga and palkia. rei and manaphy? thatd be cute : )

they're legendaries but ngl i don't consider the raidons one so they cant have a chosen. so, alyssa and ogerpon. carmine and pecharunt for the lolz. kieran and terapagos? ik how the whole scene goes, but i think you could tweak it. could do something with arven, penny, nemona, and ig florian and the four treasures. dunno whod be paired with who.

#text be mine

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andjelaspasics-blog · 2 years ago

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this is my first story, I hope you'll at least enjoy it, it's not perfect, but at least I wrote it from the bottom of my heart, love yaaa❤️😍❤️

Mixed feelings

It's been a year since we found hannah that day I will never forget all that effort, annoying threatening calls ahhh I can't get it out of my head thank god everyone is fine I left my hometown to help my friends find Hannah more specifically now I live in Duskwood I have my job which I love a lot tour guide it took me a long time to recover from everything of course Jessy, Lilly, Dan, Thomas and even Hannah helped me with that. But back to the mine story I don't know why but I don't remember what happened there Alan told me that he found me passed out deep in the forest someone pulled me out before that but how I passed out and why I don't know Alan also told me that he saw a lot of blood in mine that worried me a lot. I was sitting and trying to remember but my thoughts interrupted Jessy "What's wrong with you"

MC:ahhhh nothing nothing just tired

Jessy: she looked at me suspiciously ok if that's the case you need a rest let's go to Aurora

Mc: Ok why not I really need some relaxation Jessy: ok see you at the souvenir shop at 7pm

Me: Ok Jessy see you she just smiled and left…

At three o'clock in the afternoon I came home from work I went to take a shower after the shower I sat on the bed and started thinking again what happened to Jake and richy who took me out.....come on stop thinking about it's time to get ready, I'm not one of those people who wears short skirts and high heels, I opened the closet and took a tight shirt with short sleeves, jeans and sneakers, I put on a little inconspicuous make-up and tied my long thick dark brown hair in a ponytail and I went out and met Cleo who gave me a big hug

Cleo: how are you? I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you when it was the hardest, you know my mother is sick

Me: I know, don't worry, everything is fine now, it's just....I miss him....I don't know where he is, how come he didn't call me, I lowered my head, tears came to my eyes, Cleo hugged me, I started to cry a lot and through the tears, I I told her, you are the only one who knows my feelings, I didn't tell anyone, not even Jessy

Jessy: Ahhhhh what is happening here why are you crying MC What you couldn't tell me

Me: Nothing, I'm just going to wash myself and come back

I entered the house, I washed myself and put on my make-up again, I left and together with Jessy I went to the Aurora bar.

We entered the bar, which was breathtakingly beautiful, on the left side was a dark pink booth, on the right side was the podium where the music was playing, and decorative red, blue, white and green light bulbs hung from the ceiling. I walked around the bar, Jessy was behind me she waited for Phill to come, I couldn't take my eyes off how beautifully everything was arranged from every corner

Jessy:MC!!!!!!!!

MC: Here I come, sorry, the bar is really beautiful, I wanted to look around

Jessy: So you like how my brother arranged everything she winked at me😉

Phill: So you gave me the pleasure of meeting the prettiest and smartest girl in Duskwood right Jessy???

Jessy: Hehe that's right she saved Hannah from the mine with the help of that creepy hacker

MC: I blushed and said with a smile, I just helped my friends, nothing special, I don't want to talk about it, let's have something to drink

Phill: For beauty only the best drink he winked

Jessy is smiling and giggling I just rolled my eyes and told her: don't get your silly hopes that there will be something between me and Fill we stayed until 10:30 pm when I looked at the clock I told Jessy that I have to go because I get up early tomorrow for work, I said goodbye to Jessy and Fill, of course I just held out my hand to Phill ,I didn't want to let him touch me, I still have my principles, I left the bar not far from there, my car was parked while I was passing between I don't know how many cars my attention caught some figure standing near my car it was a man for sure, he certainly had a sweatshirt and a hood over the head, I froze in fear and surprise that it might be Jake

(MC thoughts) no no it's not possible you're imagining that means he's following me all the time

The whole time I was looking at the floor when I looked again in the direction of my car the figure disappeared I felt relief I got in the car and went home immediately I instinctively locked the door I went into the room and put on my pajamas and lay down I was very scared and surprised at the same time I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 23:00 pm

(MC thinks to herself) it's time to sleep, calm down, everything will be fine, don't be nervous, I took a breath.

I woke up, I literally jumped out of bed, I opened the curtains through which the sun was peeking...that wonderful sun that tickled my cheeks to wake me up, it was already hot since early morning, since it's summer, I looked at the clock 7:00 in the morning

(MC): okay I have time to get ready and take a shower to look perfect

after showering, I discreetly put on my make-up and put on a blouse, a skirt and sneakers, I took my purse and went to work, there were two colleagues standing at the door of the agency as I approached, they were talking more and more quietly as if they are hiding something when I approached a few meters from them I suspiciously looked at both of them ahhh by nature I have a problem to trust people somehow I gathered my strength and through a sigh I asked them "did something happen"??? My colleague grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to the door and pointed to the girl with her finger" Do you see that girl sitting there??

(MC): Yes, I see her

Colleague: She came five minutes ago and she was only looking for you when she came she came in furiously she literally wanted to break down the door“Are you ok MC??

(MC): Yes, but I wonder why she came angry, I said confused

Colleague: It's not like you're afraid of her, she started giggling

(MC): Do you know who you're talking to, I could throw her out the window, but I'm a lady, I don't do such things

I went inside I glared at that girl and nodded for her to come when she entered the office right from the door she told me she wanted to talk to me she just sat down and bowed her head haughtily I told her to calm down first I approached from the other side the table and sat down, she looked around nervously, then she turned to me, and she says , “I know you won't like what I'm going to tell you... I already understood that something is wrong, I started to shake, "okay, tell me what you have and go, I don't have time, I have work to do" I said

Girl: First let me introduce myself my name is Emma her voice started to shake I...I'm Jake's girlfriend we've been together for a year now if you hadn't come into his life everything would be different he keeps mentioning your name he only talks about you when we have sex he says your name at that moment my phone rang…….I CAN'T DESCRIBE THAT MOMENT IT WAS LIKE SOMEONE POURED ME WITH COLD WATER MY FEELINGS MIXED "you were right MC Jake is not for you he doesn't deserve you I thought in myself

Girl: MC MC!!!!! Your phone is ringing

I jumped off the chair and grabbed the phone "Jake" I just hung up and went back to the table and put my hands on my thighs and turned on the recording I slid the phone down where no one could reach it but close enough to hear the conversation

(MC): You say you're Jake's girlfriend right??

Girl: She just laughed sarcastically and repeated "Yes I am and we've been together for a year and we love each other and you should get away from him," she shouted, "you're bothering us, you're ruining our relationship, and another piece of news for you, I'm pregnant."

I slowly got up from the chair like a real lady and told her "I have nothing to do with him, I just helped him find his sister Hannah and that's it, now get out of here and don't ever come back

The girl just turned and left

in the meantime, I held back tears, I didn't want to show Emma that I was weak😩

(MC): 11 9 12 8 5 18 18 9 7 8 20 14 15 23 (SECRET CODE)😏😅

Jacob: understood

(MC): excellent

Jake: MC!!!!

Jake: What's going on, why aren't you answering my calls?

(MC): I have no more reason to contact you, you will understand why I am sending you a recording that will interest you.

30 minutes later

Jake: I'm coming to talk, I'll explain everything to you!!!!

(MC): No!!!!!! Don't you dare come...it's good that we haven't started a relationship yet and that I found this out in time.... I don't want to be with you how could I even think of being with a guy like you what did you think I wouldn't find out!!!!!!!

I clicked on the block button, I didn't even want to hear his answer because I wasn't even interested

When I went home it was already dark walking down the street alone I felt like someone was watching me "don't think nonsense I thought to myself" as I was getting closer to the house someone grabbed me from behind he literally grabbed my arms so I couldn't defend myself "where did you go girl”, we were supposed to talk today" I tried to defend myself by punching him but he lifted me up and carried me to the door of my house, when he put me down I had my back turned to him he pressed me towards the door and lifted both my hands up and held his hands over my "let me go now" I said he smiled and turned me to him and gently lowered my hands "I'm sorry for everything I've done but that won't stop me from fighting for you I LOVE YOU and no other man can have you remember that" he said through a million tears streaming down his face.

At that moment I was so furious that I didn't realize that my hand had already hit a very hard slap, I turned around and entered the house and immediately locked the door I leaned against the door and remembered the good times I spent here when I was just a tourist a year ago.

A year earlier

I decided to go to Duskwood anything can happen I had a very bad feeling threatening calls will not stop me from going there I was not afraid of anything I am a brave girl who had a very difficult childhood I experienced torture during my childhood and growing up (that's not a lie). While I was sitting in the transport, I was already starting to get nervous. There were still twenty minutes left until Duskwood, when I arrived it was already very late, I looked at the clock on my phone at eight o'clock in the evening, I called a taxi to take me to the nearest hotel as if to spite there was only one hotel in that city and the one where Lilly worked. I know she was insolent and rude towards me, she publicly accused me of kidnapping and even murder, what could be worse than that, on top of all that, her "followers are me" contacted and accused of something I didn't do. Okay MC pull yourself together I thought to myself.

When I entered the hotel, a woman in her forties greeted me and said: room for one, I just nodded my head and smiled, I paid for two days of stay, I entered the room exhausted, took a shower and went to bed, I didn't have the strength to call anyone, I was alone I wanted to fall asleep and forget everything at least for a moment.

When I woke up, the sun was already high in the sky, I looked at the time and saw that I had time to wake up a bit. I took the phone and told Jessy that I arrived late last night and that I didn't have time to call her, she was just short answered "Welcome to Duskwood today we're going to that house you already know...she didn't continue what she wanted to say but I knew very well that richy's disappearance hit her a lot she had feelings for him I guess the same as me but unfortunately for me I wasn't sure if i have feelings for him or jake.

My priority is to find Hannah nothing else I got up packed my few things that I took out last night and took and texted Jessy to send me the exact location of that house. Not even a minute passed, she sent me the location and explained the way to go, since that house is completely hidden and there is only one way to go, I called a taxi and after five minutes I regretted taking a taxi, not only did he not know the way to go but he didn't even know that he had reached the street near the forest, I cursed him out loud the whole time he was driving, the taxi driver got so nervous that he started sweating and started driving fast, I navigated him where to go. When I got to the very the corner of the road that leads to that house, a forest around me and only one dark road, as I said before, I'm not afraid of anything, but literally. I took the phone out of my pocket and turned on the lamp, luckily, the iPhone has a good function. Walking through the forest, the crawling of various animals, the flight of night birds, the howling of an owl, yellow eyes in the distance, uhhh creepy.

I quickened my pace in case I wasn't attacked by an animal, as I quickened my pace I heard familiar voices nearby, I started to approach the house and called Jessy who was sitting outside by the fire, she was very worried that I hadn't arrived yet, she looked in my direction and saw that I had come, that I still fulfilled the promise I made to her, that I would do everything to bring back her friend and Richy. From a distance, I heard her shout to the others, "Here is the MC, she has come, she really has come" the whole time I stood and watched the scene before me, the others got out except for Dan who was in a wheelchair, I ran towards them and hugged them all in a group. After half an hour of conversation in the living room, they asked me everything they could, and I told them everything about myself.

My phone vibrated multiple times “three messages” jake two messages and unknown number one message. My face changed every color and every emotion was visible on my face luckily no one noticed, everyone celebrated my arrival and joked with each other. I got up from the chair and went to the upper floor. I opened Jake's messages first, the first one was:

“Didn't you promise me you wouldn't go to Duskwood? It's too dangerous there, we haven't caught MWF yet. Please come back as soon as possible or I'll have to come.

I just answered him: Jake, I have everything under control, don't worry, don't put yourself in danger, the police are chasing you, please don't do something stupid, they'll catch you.

From the bottom of my soul, I was afraid that something would happen to him, I went around the room and waited for him to answer me, but he did not answer that message. The next message was from an unknown sender "Come to the mine and Hannah and richy are free."

That message worried me, I was afraid that it might not be a trap, what if he doesn't free them, but on the contrary, kills them. I went downstairs to the living room where everyone was gathered, when they turned and saw me, they all changed their expressions, I approached table and told them that I got a message saying that Hannah and Richy will be freed if I go to the mine. Everyone's mouths were open in disbelief of what was happening, then I continued: "I want to do this I will bring them both alive nobody won't stop me".

Jessy: No!!!! You absolutely do not belong in the hands of some madman, Dan interrupted and shouted

I absolutely agree with Jessy you can't risk your life we will come up with a plan please trust me.

Thomas: MC I'm begging you to accept his request and go there this way you can save Hannah and Richy.

Lilly, Jessy, Cleo, Dan: Tomas!!!!!!!!

Jessy: How can you ask her for something like that!!!!

Dan: How dare you!?

Cleo: Thomas please stop.

Thomas: please go, I'm begging you.

MC: Enough!!!!!!!! I shouted.

Shut up, everyone,I'll bring them both alive. I furiously took the phone and sent a message.

MC: I accept your suggestion,let's get this over with.

Unknown: offline.

I sighed deeply, drank some water and headed to the mine. While I was already walking alone through the forest for the second time, not knowing what awaited me, before I set off I installed a map that leads to the mine.A kilometer and a half to the mine, fantastic, I thought to myself as I approached the hidden at the entrance, I looked around in case someone wasn't following me....I sighed deeply and entered that "MWF hideout" it was quite dark, I lit the way and started to walk slowly and cautiously. My sigh was getting heavier and heavier with each step, I felt as if someone was pressing me around the neck. Walking through the cold, dark and wet corridors of the tunnel, I felt as if every corner of these corridors was a witness to the many sufferings and screams of the victims of the 800 people who perished here. Approaching the end of the corridor which was obviously lit I realized that I had come to the place where I would see the true face of the bastard who threatened me and ruined all of our lives,the face that tormented Hannah and Richy.As I approached I gripped my phone so tightly I accidentally let go my favorite song.

a man…not a man the monster that kidnapped two people turned to me with a mask on his head.

BAD LIAR

Imagine Dragons

Oh, hush, my dear, it's been a difficult year

And terrors don't prey on him

Innocent victims

Trust me, darling, trust me darling

It's been a loveless year

I'm a man of three fears

Integrity, faith and

Crocodile tears

Trust me, darling, trust me, darling

So look me in the eyes

Tell me what you see

Perfect paradise

Tearing at the seams

I wish I could escape

I don't wanna fake it

Wish I could erase it

Make your heart believe... Richy this is... I said through a sigh this is impossible, you lied to us all the time, all the time you pretended that you didn't care..

I APPEAR TO BE A BAD LIAR, the only person who dared to come forward and show feelings is you.

"I'm sorry MC for everything, I didn't want to hurt anyone. He said

MC: Richy it can't be! how could you betray us like this!?

Richy: I didn't want it to be like this, I swear to, I swear!!!!

I ran to him and hugged him tightly, after all, he is my friend whom I knew and with whom I spent a lot of time and in some special way fell in love, even if I didn't want to admit it to myself.

I pulled back a little and started questioning Richy why he did all this. He looked me straight in the eyes for a long time and at one point he put his lips on mine, I didn't push him away from me if you ask me why I don't know, I can't even explain to myself, he brought his head close to my ear and whispered"I'M A BAD LIAR (giggle). In the next moment he pointed to his jacket on the floor and I realized that he was signaling me to sit down. I listened carefully to every word he said every detail about Hannah's kidnapping. He couldn't stand it he grabbed my hands and held them in his. We sat for a long time and talked until at one point I heard footsteps on my right, when I looked I saw Jake himself standing furiously next to us with his hands clenched into fists as if he was going to beat someone up at any moment.He shouted in a menacing voice "Just touch her one more time and I'll break your arms and legs!!"

Richy, who is already visibly provoked, jumped up from where he was sitting and stood in front of Jake: "Come on, I challenge you, do something if you have balls".

At that moment, I was all sweating knowing where this was going, I got up and stood between them for a second, I managed to separate them, but the next moment was the worst, Jake pushed me behind him with his hand, he held his hand straight as if to prevent anyone from coming to me. The two of them glared at each other... in the next moment Jake punched Richy with his fist and that's when the chaos started,i ran towards them assuming that one or the other would end up dead I stood between them for the second time and felt someone pushed me away unintentionally as I fell backwards I hit my head on something, a stone, I don't know, from that moment on I don't remember what happened.

Alan was rubbing his hand nervously all the time, and for the hour and a half I was sitting in the police station, my thoughts were everywhere.

"That's what happened MC" Alan said

MC: "What happened after you found out about all this".

"Listen all the information I got, I got it from Richy. Richy has to pay a for what he did, do I have to tell you what he did?

"Uhhhhhh I understand everything but he's not as guilty as Hannah is..." I said

"Yeah, she's going to pay the as well for murder...I just wonder what your boyfriend would say about all this? He wouldn't be happy if his girlfriend wanted to put his half-sister in jail."

I rolled my eyes and told him shyly "Well, we're not in a relationship yet, not officially" I blushed

Alan: Richy has to go to jail by law you know that.

MC: Is it possible to do anything without going to prison?

Alan: You can testify in court, the murder happened 10 years ago, maybe I can still help you, but you know that I can get fired for this.

MC: Please Alan help me I'll do everything you say I just don't want Richy to go to jail.

Alan: Go home, I'll handle this, maybe I'll call you to testify. It's been five days since I haven't heard a word from Alan, I started to panic, I got ready and left because I couldn't sit and wait for news from Alan anymore, I wanted him to tell me to my face what the situation was.When I arrived at the office Alan was sitting with his arms crossed and thoughtful, I came closer and asked him what was wrong, he answered that there was a new case, some murder, I don't know, I didn't even listen to him because I wasn't interested, I only asked him to give me information about the testimony.

Alan: “Today is the testimony, otherwise I wanted to call you, it starts in an hour and a half”,he laughed.

There was silence in the courtroom, there were the judge, Hannah, Jessy and me. The trial lasted for a very long time I could barely stand I hate trials and prisons that's why I never wanted to visit Fill. At that moment the judge interrupted my thoughts when he said that Richy was not guilty and that he was free. My happiness never ends,knowing that I helped a friend who was always there for me and every time I needed help he was always there for me. He slowly approached me and hugged me "Thank you for everything"

MC: let's get out of here as soon as possible, I don't want to stay here for even a second.

Day after day passed Richy brought a bouquet of flowers every day and if I told him not to do that he didn't give up. I never liked gifts, I don't know why. Richy wants to be as close to me as possible but it's not his fault it's me I didn't want to be in a relationship because I didn't want to hurt him the first thing I was afraid of was that Jake wouldn't make a problem I don't think it's an excuse but deep down I had that fear myself, the second thing I was afraid of was what people would say about me, I'm not one of those "easy" girls, nor will I ever be.

Richy: Don't be stubborn at least try a relationship with me. The only thing you do is work and hanging out with Jessy.

I rolled my eyes and told him, "Richy, I don't get into relationships that easily, I don't want to hurt you or...

Richy: Jake….that's what you meant, you obviously care about him! he shouted

MC: maybe you are right

Richy: As obvious as it is that you want to be in a relationship with someone you don't even know, he stormed out and slammed the door, I understand him wanting to be in a relationship with me, but I don't want him to get hurt. I'll try to talk to him when he calms down.

A month later, Lily told me that Jake called her, that's honestly a bit strange to me, he didn't call me first, but Lilly. She also told me that Jake wanted to finally meet me, of course I'm glad about that. Unfortunately, since Jake's mother is passed away, he decided to secure an apartment for himself, if you're wondering how I know that... well, the bird Lilly told me.

Lilly, Hannah, Jessy and I were occupied with preparing the house and cooking (psss I didn't cook)😂😜 on the way we listened to music and danced... fun, right? Everything was as it should be, the table was set and we were nicely dressed. at that moment someone knocked on the door, Lilly quickly ran to the door and opened it, at that moment I got up and went to the door, there stood a tall, black-haired, sea-colored boy, nothing like Lilly, while Hannah and he looked a lot like twins .Lilly shook me at that moment, I wasn't even aware that I was standing at the door and looking at Lilly and Jake. With the music and talking, the time passed quickly, Jake looked at me from time to time, I honestly wasn't comfortable, but I felt special like never before in my life. At one point, Jake got up and said he had to go, he told us while eating that the police are still chasing him, he needs to finish a hacking job, in short he helps the police with murders by entering data into the computer. My biggest the joy is that he will finally be free, at least he won't end up in prison. When he started to go to the door, he grabbed my waist, pulled me to him and kissed me, I just smiled, everyone was looking at us, but I didn't care anymore what others would say or think.

THE PRESENT

If someone had told me that I was going to experience this, I wouldn't have believed him, sitting on the floor and crying, I thought about what I did wrong to God, is it possible that I experienced this kind of betrayal. I waited for a fucking year for him to come back from the mission with the police, it was some kind of murder. at least that's what he told me... I have no idea what other mission lasts a year, only if the killer is some mastermind. A lie, everything is a lie from the beginning to the very end, everything was a lie. He slept with that girl, they loved each other, that's why he didn't come. Lies, lies, I'm angry with myself for everything. But I'll solve this problem by myself without anyone's help.

I packed my things and got on the plane with the fact that I work in an agency, I knew every flight. Running away is the only plan I have, the only plan I had was to hide from him and this shame.

Greece is another country besides the one where I was born, which I love very much. It will be nice there, at least I won't think about anything, (I thought to myself). Thinking that I would manage to escape, alas, I didn't, a black BMW car parked in front of me, two guys got out of the car and quickly came to my car, opened the door and pulled me out of the car, at that moment I felt that one of them grabbed me and put a cloth on my nose the next moment I remember being in a dark room full of boxes. I was tied to the bed, I tried to get up a little, but I couldn't, as if someone was draining my strength. My legs and hands were also tied, all I could think of was how to escape from here, how to get out of this situation, in at that moment, I heard footsteps approaching the room where I was and a familiar voice, I knew that damn voice well....Jake, it's not like he kidnapped me. The door opened wide and the man standing behind me was the man I I knew him for a year, he is a man whom I somehow fell in love with and who, believe it or not, I waited for a year, I rejected Richy because of him, I was patient, I told myself I'll wait, it doesn't matter, but after everything that happened to me, one thing is certain, I don't want to be with him. Now the most important thing is to get my head out alive to go far away from here...

At that moment, my thoughts were interrupted by Jake, who covered my mouth and whispered: "Now you'll see what it means to run away from me."At that moment he grabbed my pants and tore them off. I pulled myself up a little and pressed my ass against the bed so he couldn't take me off. I was scared. I didn't want to be raped. I didn't want him to touch me. I got scared and started to panic. I knew what was the best method to defend myself, I pulled those ropes around my arms and legs, I did everything just to free myself, unfortunately Jake managed to take control of me and threw himself with all his weight on me, I scratched him as much as I could , I pulled just to defend myself from him. While he was on me with all his weight, he lowered his shoulders towards my face, then it was my chance to try to push him away from me, I lunged forward a little and bit his shoulder, Jake just gasped and he grabbed me by one hand and pressed me down to the bed and put his right hand over my mouth and said: "Try to do this one more time and you'll see who I am" he said furiously. I answered him in a threatening tone, "You will see who I am if you just try to do something to me, violent sex is not the solution to this problem, let me go home, I don't want to be with you, understand for once!!!!".

Jake and I were very close to each other, I could feel him breathing, as he was above me, he was looking straight into my eyes, his look was sad, he just said to me "I don't want to lose you at the cost of my life, I love you" in that at one moment I felt his hand slide down and he tore my panties at high speed, I felt very uncomfortable, I didn't know what to do to defend myself but I wasn't going to give up. In the next moment I felt that he entered me, I screamed with rage not because of pain or because of anything else, I didn't have any pain during sex, he was gentle, he told me to calm down but I didn't want to, he grabbed me by the waist and pressed his body against mine.

After sex, he stood up and said: "I know what you did with Emma, I know that you killed her, I know everything you do for your criminal activities, selling drugs, catching girls for prostitution, none of that matters..Emma meant nothing to me, she an ordinary slut.

He sat on the bed next to me, I knew that one day he would find out about everything, I wasn't completely surprised, but that he hurt me because of Emma, it hurt me even more, "what did you expect MC, they were together for a year" I thought to myself...

"Why are you silent now if you think this is all because of Emma, it's not...we were once together, it's true, we had sexual relations, but we never had unprotected sex...

"I don't care," I shouted, "I don't want to listen to anything." The truth is I killed Emma I was blind with jealousy if I was smarter I would have let her be with you I should have gotten away from everything I said through tears.

Go away go away!!!!! Do you really think that I wouldn't look for you, do you really think that I would let you run away from me" he said with a smile.

"Damn you!!!, you ruined my life and now you want us to be together, never!!! "I said through tears.

Three days have passed since I was tied up, I didn't eat or drink anything, I didn't want to on purpose. Jake begged me to eat and I refused.

"You have to eat something, you can't be hungry," he said

"I don't want to eat" I said

Sitting on the bed, since I was tied, Jake lowered me to a sitting position to eat, I took that opportunity and grabbed a porcelain plate and hit him on the head with all my strength and took a rope and tied him, I didn't want him to follow me.. I ran to the door and came across on each side of the long hallway there were rooms like in some hotel I walked slowly and looked on each side there was a big mirror in one of the rooms I went in and looked at myself my pants and shirt were torn I went back to the room where I was , and took out a sweatshirt from the closet, put it on and when I got to the door, I heard mumbling behind me...

"Release me now or you will be locked up here forever".

"Dream on prince" I said proudly

Walking through the corridor I felt some relief but on the other hand I was worried that I wouldn't be able to get out, luckily for me I managed to find my way out, there were two guys in black suits standing at the front door so I had to find another way out, each the window was blocked except for one that was completely broken. When I got out, I immediately looked in which direction to run because sooner or later someone will free Jake. The yard is huge, it surrounds the house about 5 hectares "whose house is this" I thought in myself, one path only led to the exit, that's the only main path I can take, but the problem is how to avoid the guards, crouching next to the window, I thought about how to pass without being noticed. Running is not the solution, but fuck it as soon as I get out of here I will get home sooner. I didn't even know where I was and I hope to get there as soon as possible. I quickly ran towards that road and hid behind a tree. From a distance I heard voices shouting "Find her". Standing so scared behind the tree I was thinking what is my next step, I have to get out of here as soon as possible or they will find me, I waited for the first opportunity for the guards to leave so I could continue. When I started running again, I heard Jake shout, find her and bring her to me. I didn't even turn around, I ran as fast as I could, at one point when I was already quite far away I heard a car behind me, I stopped and turned around and saw that a woman was driving. I felt a great relief, I asked her to drive me to the first town, she just nodded her head and motioned for me to get in, during the drive she asked me where I was from, strangely, but I opened up and told her everything

Woman: You know, little one, I wouldn't give that man even a lock of my hair

I just looked at her and smiled

"I didn't even want to, I decided I didn't want to be with him, he betrayed me, he hurt me, I can't forgive him just like that. There is a boy who wanted to be with me, but I turned him down, this is probably karma."

Woman: There is always an opportunity for a new chance, try if you want to be with him, it will be easier to get over this situation. Just be sure to tell him what happened to you, because if you don't tell him, he will say... Jake, is that the boy's name?" Yes" Jake, I said so

"They will say that you willingly slept with him and if that is not the case", said the woman

I know I'm very scared, the two of them had a fight in the mine, but if I get into a relationship with Richy, there will be a big problem, Jake will kill him.

A little while later, I couldn't believe that not only did she bring me to my city, but also right in front of my house, I thanked her and walked quickly to the door, my hands were shaking from nervousness, I couldn't even unlock the door when I went inside and took my mobile phone, holding the phone in my hand, my hands began to shake even more, I pressed Alan's number and called him.

Alan: MC where are you!? I was looking for you..you were gone for days are you ok?

MC: Alan we have to see each other now I have to talk to you!

Alan: Okay, I'll wait for you in the office

I quickly put down the phone and ran outside, got into the car and headed for the police station, it didn't take me long to get there, as I was driving very fast.

"Alan we need to talk seriously"

Alan: Calm down, first tell me what happened, why do you look like that, all your clothes are torn

Out of nervousness and anger, I started walking around the office left and right and finally spoke

"Something very bad has happened" I cried in agony, sat down and put my hands over my head

"Jake raped me," I said hoarsely and through tears

Alan: “Jake did what to you!? "That son of a bitch won't survive if I just get hold of him"

At that moment, Alan ran out and called someone on the phone, I didn't hear anything, I totally lost track of time and space.

A whole month passed and I didn't see anyone in particular except Cleo, Jessy, Hannah sometimes and Richy, they always tried to cheer me up, of course I didn't neglect my work.

It's been a hellish month since Alan chased Jake. I haven't received any news for a month. At that moment, lying on the bed, my thoughts were interrupted by a sudden pain in my stomach. I bent my knees and calmed down a bit. I hated myself for everything, I shouldn't have let Jake come to me, but how could I know he had a girlfriend, stop thinking that otherwise I won't be in a relationship with him. I jumped out of bed to calm my nervousness and went for a walk in at that moment my phone rang..

Jacob: We have to see each other urgently, we have a problem.

"What's the problem, you're scaring me, wait, don't tell me anything yet, I'll be right back."

New message

Jacob: I shouldn't have told you, but when you come you'll understand why I called you.

In a different town on a completely different side from Duskwood is our secret hideout of buildings that are modernly furnished nothing like run down buildings that you would imagine to be used for all sorts of things. In my building that my father built in the style of a hotel to let out rooms as I work as a tourist guide, I used that building for other purposes, where girls who were visibly high on drugs were brought in to "receive and hand over goods". I know these things are wrong but they chose their own path" some did some didn't have a choice" if you think MC is bad yes she is bad because she learned to be dangerous.

Every corridor is full, almost all the girls were standing in front of their room waiting for their customers. When they saw me, they all bowed their heads, and I, like a queen dressed in black, with loose wavy hair, raised my head, walked past them.

In the lower part of the hotel, more precisely in the basement, there was a huge room where people who owed me money and people who had done their task wrongly that I gave them "punishment “as I like to say".

Jacob and I headed straight for the basement where I was met with an unpleasant surprise>Emma<. Unable to escape she was tied to a chair with a rope. She will pay for everything she did.

"What does this mean Jacob, why is this girl not dead, what excuse are you going to make so I don't kill you!" I said, with a quick movement I turned towards him, grabbed his neck with my hand and pressed him against the wall "Don't play with fire" I whispered in his ear.

Jacob: I I...listen to me first then do whatever you want please please please he said through tears. You know I have never betrayed you please let me explain.

"You have five minutes," I said

I didn't want to kill her for several reasons. The first reason is adtgf

"What are you talking about? Speak loud and clear, you don't have much time," I shouted.

Jacob: She is not pregnant with Jake, she lied and the father of her baby is David Smith, I examined everything in detail, DNA test confirmed..

"Stop, stop, slowly tell me everything from the beginning".

"Two years ago, before Emma got into a relationship with Jake, she knew that David, her boyfriend at the time, had cheated on her with someone else.. "Get to the point, I'm not interested in her relationship, it's not about this bitch, it's about Jake."

Jacob: When they broke up she got pregnant with David because she knew she wouldn't have any financial support from him, she threw that child at Jake, of course Jake suspected that the child was his. I made this bitch talk and she told me that they didn't had unprotected sex. This bitch here slept with her ex and got pregnant she thought she was going to get him back but he just took advantage and left her. He left with that girl he cheated with.. he whispered in my ear jokingly.You know our people work hard to get various information, we have people listening for us, we have cameras, drones, no information can escape us, said Jacob proudly. The next thing I found out is that Jake wanted to take revenge on you for the kiss with Richy in the mine as he said "He didn't know he was going to lose you" listen to this recording and everything will be clear to you.

RECORD…

Jacob: Now you're going to tell everything nicely from beginning to end why you hurt MC? the only person I love so much how dare you.

I turned to Jacob shocked"You have feelings for me" I said with my mouth half open.

I couldn't believe my ears what I just heard but when I think about it better I was with him instead of waiting for Jake for a year. The difference between Jacob and Jake is that Jacob fights for what he wants, I never noticed before that he has feelings for me, he showed me countless times, I thought that bouquets, chocolates, and other small gifts were just a sign of attention, respect, but that's not the case. While I was waiting for Jake, something else was better waiting for me, only I was blind that I can see that. Jacob is tall with brown hair, green eyes and dimples on his cheek, he really looks breathtaking. I turned to the table and leaned on it with my hands and played the tape.

Recording…

Jake: Hahahaha you can love her as much as you want MC only loves one and that's me.

I fast forwarded the tape a bit

"Emma is my biggest mistake in my life, I wanted to take revenge on MC because of that damn bastard who kissed her, jealousy boiled in me." After I found out that Emma was pregnant, then I was totally lost, I didn't know what to do, I wanted to to leave her but... but that was over even before I found out she was pregnant. The thing that hit me the most was that the MC found out about Emma, now she will look at me like the biggest piece of trash..(crying)..end of the tape.

"What are you planning next"? I asked

Jacob: I suggest you set her free.

He grabbed my arm and dragged me into another room.

Jacob: The best solution is to bring them together, take them to her house and let them fight among themselves, it's better for you. Jake will run to you like a puppy, but you will choose what is best for you, and that is a man who will respect you, keep you like a queen out of this criminal world, just you and me. I am not jealous of Jake or Richy, they are just two mistakes in your life, you weren't sure who you loved. You didn't love either of them, you were lonely and you thought you loved both of them, you were confused, think a little.

Jacob's words hit me but I'm not ready to face that situation now, revenge first and then everything else.

I turned around and went home. With loud music in the car, after a long time I felt some relief, of course I got my revenge on Emma, she got beaten up a bit by my friends, I'm a bit naughty by nature hehehe.

When I was approaching my house, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach as if someone was stabbing me with a knife. I got out of the car and immediately vomited. I remembered the scene when Jake raped me, so I suspected that I might not be pregnant. On the left side, a little further from my car was a pharmacy, I slowly walked towards the pharmacy because the pain was very tight when I entered the pharmacy, I said in a low voice: "Give me a pregnancy test" the pharmacist just looked at me and said $4.68, I paid and slowly left. I entered the house and the first thing I wanted to do was take a warm bath." The bath really helps to ease the pain, I said to myself with a smile."

With music and wine and headphones in my ears, I enjoyed a bubble bath, after that I put on my pajamas and went to bed.

In the morning at 10:30 I stretched and lay on the bed completely relaxed. I didn't go to work that day because there is someone to replace me, the agency is mine so I can take at least one day off, I turned to my bedside table and saw test. Curiosity was stronger than me, I took a pregnancy test and went to check.

Five minutes later, sitting in the tub and holding the test, I watched two lines appear, I didn't know whether to be happy or cry out loud. I put the test in a small bag and threw it in the bin.

"What should I do now" I asked myself holding both hands over my head, if I have an abortion there is a possibility that I will never be able to have children again, and if I give birth I will be tied to Jake for the rest of my life.

The best thing I can do is give myself a break and think.

I prepared some breakfast and ate, after that I got dressed and went for a walk.

When I entered a large park that was surrounded by a forest, suddenly someone grabbed my hand and put his hand over my mouth. I didn't see who it was at that moment, but when he pushed me against a tree, I saw that it was Jake, whose eyes were red and full of tears.

Jake: MC please forgive me for everything I've done to you, I'm begging you, I regret it a lot..(tears)... I'm sorry for everything, give me at least one chance to be together, you'll see that I'll be much better, I'll never disappoint you. I'll do it whatever you want, if is necessary we will get married.

MC: Do you really think I'm going to fall for that story, the old MC doesn't exist anymore! WE don't exist!

Jake(crying) please please give me a chance I can't live without you(sob).

MC: I never want to see you again.period

Jake: Now I'm free, I'm not being chased by the police anymore, I made an agreement that from now on I work for them, I handle all the documents, he smiled.

MC: Can you hear yourself, what you're saying, first you tell me to be together, then you tell me about some work, I don't care about you, your work or your love life. I don't want anything to do with you.

I continued to walk through the park through tears, there were several people with children enjoying playing. I sat down on a bench and at that moment my phone rang.

"Hello, who is that?" I asked confused

"I will take revenge on you for everything you did to me, damned bitch".

"Emma, it's you hahahahaha, I'd really like to see how you're going to take revenge on me. You don't have the power to take revenge on me. I ended the call and put the phone back in my pocket. Jake was standing behind me and heard my conversation, I just glared at him and turned my back to him, but he approached me and whispered:

"I will solve this problem, you will not intervene this time" at that moment he took out the gun that was standing from behind under my shirt and disappeared.

"Aghhh damn you Jake!!!" I shouted

I wanted this revenge to be mine, to finish with that bitch. I got into the car furiously and called Emma.

"What happened, you are afraid to come."

"We have to find another place. Jake comes to you with a not so nice plan for you. "You will wait for me where I will tell you".

I didn't have enough time to go to Jacob to get the gun, I didn't want to get my hands dirty with blood, but anyway I stayed with the knife in my pocket.

"The knife will do the job but it will be a little bloody" I thought to myself.

Emma was standing in front of the warehouse and was waiting for me, thinking that this would only end with a conversation, but I didn't come to talk, but to kill her.

"You finally appeared, I just don't understand why you saved my life".

I was standing in front of her and in my sleeve was the solution to my problem. I pulled out a knife from my sleeve and stabbed it in Emma's neck without a sense of guilt, without any remorse, maybe I'm a monster but in the criminal world everyone gets punished.

Her body fell in front of me, a pool of blood spilled on the concrete, I turned and left. If you are wondering if the police will arrest her(MC).they won't because all the police officers are in their positions. They know very well who she is and they also know who their boss is, no one can stand up to her. Emma's body will rot somewhere in the ground and never be found. they won't know what happened.

Eight months later…

"Your delivery went well, congratulations, you gave birth to a beautiful girl."

Jake found out from Lilly that I gave birth, but I don't know how he found out that the child was his.

In the corridor, I heard loud footsteps and saw someone carrying a bouquet of flowers.

"Why did you come here? Nobody called you”. I said

Jake: I brought you roses I know you love them I didn't come to ask you to forgive me I heard you are in a relationship with Jacob I just want to make a deal about the baby when I can see her? What will it be called?

I motioned for him to sit next to me.

"How about the name Madison, Elizabeth, Aurora, Chiara, Alice, Alessia"

"All the names are beautiful. "Which one would you choose?" he asked with a smile

"Aurora!!!!" I shouted happily

Jake leaned over and hugged me. He accepted the fact that I was in a relationship with someone else and that if I was happy, he would be too, at least that's what he told me.

At that moment, Jessy and Richy came in. They have been together for seven months and found comfort in each other. Lilly and Dan have been dating for a long time and they are about to get married.

Jacob and I have planned to give each other a chance to see how far this relationship will go, hopefully a good one. Just a little Aurora to grow up and hopefully she will have a brother or sister.

A few weeks later…

Jacob and I got ready to go to the celebration, Lilly told us that Aurora's birth must be celebrated.

"Jacob!!! Are you ready" I shouted happily.

"I'm going dear just five more minutes"

While waiting for Jacob to come down, I dressed Aurora in a white dress and put a white ribbon with a big flower on her hair and white shoes.

While I was dressing her, Jacob came up behind me and hugged me.

When we arrived at Lilly's place, she took Aurora with her and kissed her, then she came up to us and pulled us in. Everyone was there, Hannah and Tomas, Jessy and Richy, Lilly and Dan and only one person who doesn't have a partner, and that's Jake. I felt sorry for him but I couldn't get over his betrayal. But he always tried to be positive. We all laughed and joked. Jake felt guilty that we weren't together, but he accepted the fact that it had to be that way.

Aurora spent every day with her real father. Every day he took her to the park, cuddled her, told her stories and lulled her to sleep. Everything ended well in the end.

THE END NUMBER 2

When Lilly, Jessy, and Hannah went into labor, they all cheered me on, but the presence of one person meant a lot to me, and that was Jake, so I still decided to give him the opportunity to be together. Every day I spend with him meant like air to me, every day he made me beautiful, even when I couldn't get up at night, he got up to feed Aurora and put her to sleep again. I couldn't even imagine a different life than this.

#duskwood #jake x mc #mc x jake #duskwood game #fanfic #duskwood fanfiction

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lillythepyromancer · 4 months ago

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currently trying my hand at Halo fanfiction because my For Honor fanfiction is currently stuck at 7k words and unmoving.

I love the sillies i'm writing even though they is absolutely not canon compliant (writing Spartan II ocs is imposible without breaking canon)

#halo #fanfiction #writing is still pain because i cannot stop doing research and i do that instead of writing #lilly's silly corner

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ranty-ramblestein · 1 year ago

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I am now forced to use the new form of posts, so I'm forced to put my photo captions in the alt text, which will block you from seeing the lower left corner of images, ugh. Tumblr why.... At least fix the images fixing in place and refusing to move first before you force the new post layout on everyone!

Anyway, starting with a letter I recieved on June 12th: Cyd sent me something silly. Considering he doesn't live near anyone, I wonder who he's seeing outside his window...?

Then I got bored on June 24th and sent Raymond a creepy letter for the heck of it, heh.

On June 26th I had sent out a bunch of letters with numbers and fruit pretending it was some lottery, since one villager (I believe Tucker?) recieved 10k Bells instead of fruit. So Del responded the next day in confusion, heh.

On July 2nd the new flowers I set out for Axel's front yard finally grew, and I think they look better. It seemed weird with red lilies right in front of the yellow bouquets behind them.

July 13th: I decided to gift Raymond some apples, then somehow managed to trap a snowball when I was in the middle of trying to destroy it, heh.

July 14th: I kind of blanked when Raymond asked for a new saying... augh.

July 15th: Then Croissant's Birthday came back around! I let Cyd host without a bunch of resetting like last year. I gave out some cupcakes, but didn't really do much playing, of course.

pic 1: jun 12th: Why are people hanging out in front of his place anyway? I rarely see people other than Cyd over there. pic 2: jun 24th: decided to send Raymond a stalker-type letter, heh. pic 3: june 27th: Del was confused by the lottery he got, heh. pic 4: july 2nd: The red lillies in front of Axel's house seemed kind of weird, since the bouquet had yellow flowers that looked better with the blue house. pic 5: jul 13th: I accidentally knocked down some apples and decided to give him all 3. pic 6: "You can eat them now if you're that hungry, ya know?" Croissant said. "I want to get the perfect photo first, though!" "...Ah, I feel that," Croissant nodded. pic 7: Unless I moved something around the snowball, I couldn't touch it anymore. Croissant wasn't allowed to kick a snowball to its doom today… pic 8: july 14th: I swear I had a better saying idea for Raym, but I blanked… pic 9: July 15th: "Oh, it's… almost everyone from the Secret Elephant Club!" Croissant exclaimed before Axel loudly shushed him. pic 10: "Tucker canceled late, so they got me to come instead," Del chuckled at the Elephant's failed plans.

#Animal Crossing #Animal Crossing: New Horizones #Island Man Croissant #Solaceon Island #Couple Interactions #Solaceon Island's Secret Elephant Club (Animal Crossing: New Horizons)

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almondmilkcleanser · 2 years ago

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CH. 44 ; enraptured under the moonlight

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The sun rose, and Mei took care of Kagura. The sun set, and she was seated next to Kagura until she fell asleep. This process asked for more than several sunsets, and still no Naraku.

Kagura's fever broke after the 4th night, and all she did was sleep. Mei's concerns didn't shake upon her recovery at the slightest. She worried in the back of her mind was her revealing more than she should of the cause of her sudden disposition. The guilt ate her day in and day out, but she continued on.

This night wasn't any different than any others, except this was the night Mei thought to wander around the castle grounds. Kagura was asleep and the night was only beginning, what harm would it be to stretch her legs and clear her mind?

She stripped down to a lighter, deep blue kimono with white trimmings. All she could find were heavier, princess-style kimonos and lightweight, almost transparent, evening kimonos for bed, she was grateful to have found this one.

She pulled on her jacket, fluffing her jet-black hair so it can nestle smoothly down her back. Looking back at Kagura, she seemed to be sound asleep. Her hair was fastened in her traditional bun after a rigorous brushing and she was changed in a white, cotton kimono to keep her cool. The small moments they shared between eachother proved to help their relationship, even if only the slightest.

"Mei, don't you get tired of just watching me sleep? Don't you have anything else to fill your time?"

"What?" Mei scoffed, huffing her nose up in the air playfully, "Are you embarrassed that the roles are reversed? That you are in fact the woman in distress?"

"Ha!" Kagura stifled a laugh, turning her head away from Mei with a suck of her teeth. "Don't be silly. And, besides, if you still had your journal you wouldn't be preoccupied watching me."

"I mean," Mei started, "if you and Naraku are so incessant on bringing up my journal, maybe you should know that i mentioned the part where i appreciated you. And for how you watched over me when i was sick and scared."

Kagura's eyes widened with her face still turned away. In her silence, she lowered her eyes, focusing on her words. The girl was a bother, that wasn't a secret, but. . . She made this endearment a little less lonely.

So she guessed she appreciated her as well.

"You're. . . Not so bad yourself, Mei."

"Hmph, I know. Maybe one day I'll tell you about my father and what i remember about him."

"Only if you promise not to talk me to death."

A small smile spread across Mei's face as she remembered their engagement. She hoped when she was better they could go to the lake and share stories as she promised.

She tiptoed out of the room, gently sliding the door closed. Kagura peered her eyes open, focusing on the tatami door Mei exited from. As her eyes glided up to the roof, she sighed in wonder.

"Make sure you don't get lost out there, kid."

Mei wasn't in so much of a rush as she wandered across the bridge to the opposite side of the castle. As a matter of fact, she took her time. She captured the oak and its vine twisting and turning as it outreached towards the sky. She counted the Koi that traveled back and forth in the waters below the bridge; she even took note of their colors, their rhythm and how many similar fish swam in a group versus alone.

She gazed upon the spider lilies that, even under the moonlight, shimmered a bright red. She crouched down to nestle a stray spider Lilly in between her fingers. This land. . . This castle, felt all too unreal.

"It's almost like time stopped. . . And i ended up here. . . "

There was a swelling in her heart that she could feel build and build until. .

"Guh. . ." Salty pools welled in the corner of her eyes. She tried to blink them away but they already overcame her vision.

"Father. . Would you be proud of me?" She sniffed, wiping her eyes as her tears continued to pour down her face. What was this feeling of longing that still rested in the back of her heart.

She had been traveling for so long with the purpose to just survive. Since her village burned down years ago she had been on the search to find a home that she could call her own. And, despite its rocky beginnings she was, in fact, home. She was taken care of here and, she just. . .

"I won't give up so easily. Despite it all, i have a home here. I'll get down to the bottom of it all in due time but. . Until then, this is my home."

The tears finally stopped. She wiped her face on the sleeve of her jacket and continued forward. She heard a rush of running water in the distance that sparked her curiosity even more.

Before she could take any further steps, the pain in her foot surged through her again. This time, nearly bringing her to her knees.

"Dammit to hell. I'm going to have to go into the village to gather herbs to brew some tea if this keeps up. "

With a large breath, she rose to her feet and continued onward.

She was right! A beautiful hot spring laid in the corners of the castle. The steam danced across the surface as the water laid there waiting, tempting her to indulge.

What harm would it really be? I've worked hard, I can stand a few moments alone unsupervised. She thought, a devilish smile spreading along her face.

Her clothes were neatly folded atop a rock alongside the onsen. Mei fixed her head in a messy low-bun, inching her body lower and lower into the water. Her body instantly melted in the water, freeing all of her stress along the waves. As she leaned her head against a boulder, she looked up at the sky, counting the stars as they shimmered above her.

"Ahhh," she sighed, "To be amongst the stars. Free, and so- huh?" A figure rested on the castle walls, its black figure overshadowed by its glowing green eyes.

"Huh? What is-" as the clouds proceeded to move and the moon emerged from its resting place, she saw it was a crow. A lonely crow looking down at her. It wouldn't break eye contact no matter where she moved in the water which made the hairs on her skin stand straight up despite being submerged in the steaming pool around her.

Caw! Caw! She covered her ears, its piercing screech hurting her eardrums. Was that another demon? And why was it watching her intensely at night. The way its eyes glowed. . . It was anything but a regular crow.

But what did it want with her?

When she lifted her head, it was gone. All that was left was the moon looking down at her.

"Ah!" She exclaimed, her crimson eyes glimmering at the sight in front of her. This was the first time in a while she caught a glimpse of the moon so full and bright. Her heart fluttered in excitement, she felt like a child again.

"The moon. It's so bright tonight. It's so-"

"Beautiful." A voice outside of hers spoke out behind her. It's dark, velvet tone echoing in her ears like a far-off memory. She turned around in shock, raising her arm defensively to obscure any potential views.

"Who's there?!" She barked, moving to the further edge of the onsen.

"Show yourself!"

Footsteps grew louder out of the darkness, revealing the mysterious figure in front of her. Her eyes widened, practically seeing a ghost in front of her eyes.

"Hello, Mei."

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thatweirdppl · 24 days ago

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Part 2 of chapter 1

Before Lilly can respond, he hangs up. She freezes at the entrance of the Vortex Transportation building, unsettled by what her client just said. The hairs on the back of her neck stand up as she turns around, digging her hand into her pocket to grip the cold metal handle of her pistol. Her breathing quickens as she scans the area for anyone suspicious watching her. She quickly closes her eyes and breathes in, smelling spices, deodorant, and cologne... nothing out of the ordinary. Opening her eyes, she tries to calm herself, but her heart keeps racing, adrenaline now pumping through her veins. She runs a hand through her hair, sighing. "How did he know my name?" she mutters to herself. An assassin should never reveal their personal information— not ever —to avoid ending up behind bars or, worse, having their loved ones at risk... though, fortunately, that was never something Lilly had to worry about. Lilly enters the doors leading to the lobby, where tourists, business people, families, and students rush and bump into each other at the train gates or ticket booths. She quickly weaves through the crowds, flinching as a mix of smells overwhelms her. Having the rare ability to detect even the faintest scents comes with some unpleasant side effects. It may sound strange or silly to think of an enhanced sense of smell as a rare ability, but it has proven invaluable to Lilly throughout her career as an assassin—a fact only a select few know. Climax Eg, an all-assassin organization hidden from the government, is where Lilly grew up. Abandoned by her parents as a child and taken in by the system, she was raised to become a weapon. Instead of teaching her math, English, and other basic subjects, they taught her combat skills, coding, and how to break into a building and escape in under ten minutes, She doesn’t blame them; at least they gave her a roof over her head and food. She enters Gate B, a place that’s never silent and always crowded. Making her way to the corner of the subway station, she leans back with a sigh of exhaustion and stress, slowly rubbing her right arm, where the sniper recoil had hit her joint. She groans. "Great, another bruise," she mutters, rolling her eyes. She stands alone, leaning against the tiled walls, her heart clenching as two couples walk by, holding hands and cuddling. In a broken voice, she says to herself, "Rule number two… never fall in love." Twenty minutes pass, and as the second train pulls in, she gets up, her duffel bag still in hand, and heads toward the train tracks. She takes the small stairs leading to the construction sites in the tunnel. Lilly smiles to herself, remembering a younger version of herself feeling excited to explore the train tunnels for the first time without actually being on a train. Seeing the spray paint and graffiti inspired her; it was like her own hideout, a personal place where she could think. She continues walking through the dark alley, rats scurrying across the floor and trash scattered everywhere. Her nose wrinkles as she catches the scent of something... dead. She stops at a metal door with “Do Not Enter” spray-painted in red across it. Moving her red, curly bangs from her face, she stares at the doorbell as a small eye scanner appears, she crouches down, staring directly at the scanner without blinking. As it scans her eyes, the metal door slides open, and a robotic voice greets her: "Welcome, Tracker Z." She smiles at her title and walks through the doorway into the bright light beyond.

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ulkaralakbarova · 4 months ago

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Film geek Josh is looking for the subject of his new documentary when a chance meeting puts the perfect star in his sights—Dylan, his school’s most popular junior. But Dylan’s hopes of using the film to become Blossom Queen don’t quite match with Josh’s goal to make a hard-hitting exposé about popularity. Will Josh shoot the film as planned, or show Dylan as the truly interesting person she is? Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Dylan Schoenfield: Sarah Hyland Josh Rosen: Matt Prokop Hannah: Vanessa Morgan Amy Loubalu: Sasha Pieterse Lola: Lili Simmons Nicole Paterson: Andrea Brooks Asher: Jordan A. Nichols Steven: Jimmy Bellinger Ari: David Del Rio Sandy: Lilli Birdsell Alan Schoenfield: Andrew Airlie Caitlin: Kacey Rohl Mr. Farley: David Milchard Ms. Guthrie: Brenda Crichlow Amber: Erica Van Briel Shy Girl: Nina Kiri Lunch Lady: Kathryn Kirkpatrick Smart Phone Customer: Sean Mahaffey Mall Cop: Brent Chapman Parking Enforcement Officer: Keith Dallas Another Random Girl: Aliza Vellani Popular Guy: Aaron Miko Volleyball Player: Taurean Mills Film Crew: Screenplay: Hilary Galanoy Screenplay: Elizabeth Hackett Director: Jeffrey Hornaday Original Music Composer: Nathan Wang Novel: Robin Palmer Editor: David Finfer Producer: Tracey Jeffrey Casting: Natalie Hart Executive Producer: Todd Lieberman Production Design: Chris August Executive Producer: David Hoberman Executive Producer: Paul E. Shapiro Casting: Jason La Padura Director of Photography: Robert Brinkmann Co-Producer: Brian Zeilinger-Goode Visual Effects Supervisor: Dan Schmit Supervising Sound Editor: Mark Friedgen Costume Design: Rebekka Sorensen Movie Reviews: Reno: **Student film festival meets beauty pageant.** I’m one of those guys who does not believe chick films are for girls alone, actions are for men, as well as magic films for kids. I watch them all, well, at least I admit that. So, not in my childhood, but overall I’ve seen many DCOM and I’ve liked many of them. This film came half a decade ago, I was aware of it, but only now I had watched it and it got me by surprise. I thought it would me another mean girl tale, that’s where I was wrong. Well, in the initial few minutes, that’s how it looked, but everything has changed since the beginning of the second act. That was the biggest plus point of this film. Even though predictable scenes, still it felt good enough. The character transformation, the way it was done was very smart. At one stage you hate, then a soft corner develops. It is a television film, but that’s not how it looked. The quality of the story was like a theatrical film. If they had risked on that, they definitely would have succeeded. I would say a bad decision by the production house, but still the product delivered more than its expectation. The casting was good, All of them were new face to me, except Sasha Pieterse. Expecting a sequel for a good/successful film is so common with its fans. I thought about the same, but seems they are not interesting in one which was kind of confirmed in the end itself. Even though if they decide to make, it won’t be as good as this one. Because the main story, all happened in here. Just like ‘Taken’ which is very powerful original film, not suitable for followups. This is a silly concept, but very nice film. I totally suggest it. _8/10_

#based on novel or book #based on young adult novel #documentary filmmaking #geek #high school #teenage romance #Top Rated Movies #unlikely lovers

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princesssalmavegeta · 1 year ago

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A Day Off

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy XV.

OC: Lillian Nox Fleuret is the third princess of Tenebrae and the youngest sister of Ravus and Lunafreya. She is an Oracle. Following the attack on the Fenestala Manor, King Regis rescues Noctis and Lillian and takes them back to Insomnia. She and Noctis grew up together in the Citadel before moving to the apartment in their first year of high school. Their friendship blossomed into love over the years, and after realizing their feelings for each other, they began dating.

This takes place two years before the game. Both Lillian and Noctis are 18.

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M.E. July, 754.

"Noct... Noct! Get up. We need to clean your room before Ignis comes." Lillian announced after knocking on the still-sleeping prince's door and inviting herself.

Noctis groaned and snuggled deeper in his blanket. He mumbled a few incoherent words then the room fell into silence again. Lillian sighed and refrained from jumping on him and dragging him out of bed, "Wake up It's afternoon, Your Highness." she tried not to trip on the piles of clothes thrown on the ground and went to open the window.

A hand got out of the covers and patted blindly around it. Once he found his phone, he switched it on. Lillian sat on the bed and looked around her. The prince opened one eye, read "13:56," and then put his phone next to his pillow. He sat up after removing the blanket from his face, "'morning, sleepy-head." Lillian chuckled at his bed hair. She let her fingers tangle in his messy locks and started fixing them. He grunted a greeting and leaned closer to her as she gently combed his hair. It was a habit that he loved. Moments like these made him forget all about his responsibilities and bask in her calming scent.

"I told you to sleep early... Have you completed watching season two yet?" He had told her that he had started the second season, and they made a bet whether he could finish it in a single day.

Eight episodes. Each episode is an hour long. It was safe to say that he had won the bet.

With his eyes still closed, Noctis grinned. "Yup. All of it. Slept at four am... I feel like shit, but it's worth it," he finished with a yawn. His voice is still deep with sleep.

The Oracle shook her head at the prince. He can be silly sometimes. "Don't do that again, please. You look lifeless," she removed her hand from his hair, and he pouted in protest, "Now get your ass up. Ignis is coming at five, and we still need to clean your room."

"Right," he sighed, then smiled, "can I get a 'good morning' kiss?" He tugged at her sleeve, his other hand reaching for her face, cupping her cheek.

Lillian chuckled, then planted a soft kiss on his forehead, making his heart flutter. He sighed happily. Truly, nothing made him happier than these peaceful moments with his princess. He watched silently as she gave him a small smile before getting up from his bed.

"Your breakfast is on the dining table. I'll go get the cleaning supplies that we need." She tied her hair up so it wouldn't bother her during the cleaning. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Noctis finally getting up, running his hand through his hair, and stretching. She left Noctis' room and went to the kitchen when she realized her first mission of the day, waking him up, was complete.

Looking through the cabinets, she gathered several plastic bags for all the trash lying on his bedroom floor. Just as she pulled out a cleaning detergent, Noctis entered the kitchen, rubbing his eyes as he sat on the dining table's chair. "Thanks for the food, Lilly," he said with a smile, before eating the pancakes.

"Hm? Oh! No problem, Noct," She said dismissively, waving her hand. With the supplies in her hold, she went to start the cleaning.

"I'll be right there once I'm finished," he called over his shoulder.

"Okay!" Was her reply.

He sat there, chewing on the chocolate-covered pancakes, then his thoughts drifted to Lillian. Ever since Ignis reprimanded and threatened to take him back to the citadel, Lillian volunteered to help him. Well, in this case, help Ignis since he was the one who would usually clean up after him.

"Ignis already has enough on his plate," Lillian said one time, "You shouldn't make his life miserable with your mess!"

Noctis promised her to try to keep his room as clean as he could because he felt guilty and didn't want to be separated from Lillian — who would stay in the apartment while he went back to the citadel. Emphasis on Try... He just couldn't help it! He tried but failed. All the royal training and political reports made him neglect to tidy his bedroom.

Once he finished, he got up and downed the strawberry smoothie. Ignis had asked Lillian to keep an eye on Noctis' dietary habits. He hated vegetables, but he hated upsetting Lillian even more. And so he ate every meal she prepared for him. He also noticed how she tried to make the greens delicious for him. She was constantly coming up with new recipes that included vegetables to make eating them more fun for him.

He adored her so much for doing this.

He cleaned his cup and plate, then hurried off to his room. He was greeted with the sight of a full laundry basket containing all the clothes he had tossed around.

When Lillian noticed his arrival, she handed him a garbage bag and said, "I'm gonna put these clothes in the washing machine," she then hoisted the hamper by its handles and added, "This is the last time you bring food here, understand?" She spoke with a stern tone that caused Noctis to avert his eyes sheepishly.

He nodded, "Understood."

Soon after that, she left, leaving him to his task. The young man looked around his room, empty packages of several snacks and bottles of juices scattered all over the floor and the desk. He glanced at the digital clock next to his laptop, "2: 13 PM," less than three hours remained until Ignis arrived. Thankfully, his room was not as wild as it used to be.

He nodded, ready to prove his independence to Ignis and Lillian. With this mindset, he began, starting with the floor, "Let's do this."

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Noctis proudly smiled as he admired his now sparkling clean room.

Lillian cleaned everything thoroughly, from the floors to the walls to the windows, and Noctis assisted her.

He turned to Lillian, her keen eyes looking for any spot they might have missed. Noctis draped his arm over her shoulders and pulled her close, side-hugging her, "Relax love," he chuckled, "The room is spotless. Even Iggy would be taken aback by how it looks."

Lillian returned the side hug by wrapping her arm around his back and nodded, "Yeah," she smiled when he kissed her temple and muttered a sweet 'thank you.'

"I promise to keep it as clean as possible. I won't let your work go to waste."

"That's right! Plus, we did it together, Noct," she looked up at him and smiled. She turned to the digital watch, "We still have thirty minutes before Iggy comes... Until then, I'm going to take a shower."

Earlier that day, she had cleaned her room and their living room, not that there was much to clean; she always kept things organized. And now, after cleaning Noctis' room, she was worn out. She figured a nice, hot shower would relax her muscles and clear her thoughts.

The prince smiled mischievously and said, "Mind if I join you?"

He faced her, hands moving to her hips as he pulled her flush against him. She blushed, and he smirked; He loved teasing her.

"No, I don't mind," she said, smirking at his surprised expression. Pushing away from him, she made her way to the bathroom. "You'd better hurry, though. We don't have much time."

Noctis looked at the doorway. He chuckled; she had caught him off guard. He didn't expect her to agree. With a cheeky smile on his face, he rushed after her.

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Ignis raised an eyebrow at the flushed face of the young princess and the prince's satisfied smile and decided not to ask about whatever had happened. Something told him that he was better off not knowing.

He nodded in approval after touring the apartment and then placed a folder on the coffee table.

"This is a report on the current situation between Insomnia and Niflheim, have a look at it later," Ignis then turned to Lillian, "Nyx asked me to let you know that he'll drop by tomorrow."

She smiled in excitement, "Alright!" It had been two weeks since she had seen the Kingsglaive, and she had missed him. Helping the Glaives around Insomnia's borders was a job she loved; she always looked forward to it. According to Libertus, she had made their life much easier by taking care of the Daemons and them fighting off the imperial army.

Ignis smiled at her enthusiasm and glanced at Noctis who was looking curiously at a bag he had set down on their kitchen counter.

"I had time earlier and decided to bake some desserts," the advisor adjusted his glasses, "I'll take my leave now-"

He was cut off by Lillian, a frown on her face, "What?! You can't leave just yet! I'm going to make us some coffee and eat the dessert together, so please take a seat," and with that, she went to prepare their drinks.

Noctis looked at the princess, a look of admiration on his face. The sun was setting, and the apartment was bathed in orange rays giving it a cozy atmosphere. A gentle smile on his face as he watched her prepare cups and a plate to display the pastries. The comforting smell of the coffee filled the air, and Noctis exhaled a contented sigh. He wanted to hold on to these moments when nothing mattered and the whole world seemed tranquil.

Ignis cleared his throat, snapping Noctis out of his reverie. They both took a seat at the dining table, and Lillian joined them after bringing them the food.

"This tastes amazing!" Noctis exclaimed as he took a bite, "But something is missing...right, Lilly?"

She nodded, "Yeah, it almost tastes like the one we had in Tenebrae," she hummed in delight and added, "This tastes so good! This is what happiness tastes like," she giggled, and Noctis nodded his head in agreement.

Ignis sighed slightly in disappointment before taking a bite. At least he was close this time. He watched silently as Lillian and Noctis chatted about some series he had stayed up late to watch. He listened to them and made a few comments here and there. The trio kept talking about random topics until Ignis checked his watch and told them that he had to leave.

After wearing his shoes, he turned them, "I'm glad to see that you're doing well. I'll return in two days to go over the report with you."

"Right," the prince said as he leaned against the wall, "Thanks for the dessert, Iggy," he said with a small smile.

Ignis nodded and then addressed the princess, "Be careful tomorrow, alright?"

"I will. Don't worry," Lillian assured him.

"Good. Have a good night, then," and with that, Ignis left.

Noctis locked the front door and followed Lillian into the kitchen.

"Maybe we should leave these to Prompto..." She muttered as she placed the pastries in a paper bag before putting them in the fridge.

He took their empty cups to the sink and washed them. "I'll invite him over for some gaming tomorrow."

The young Oracle sat on the sofa and sighed. She watched Noctis dry his hands with a paper towel before sitting beside her. He opened his arm, and she rested her head on his chest, his arm hugging her frame as he placed his head on top of hers. His other hand sought hers and intertwined them.

"Are you all right?" Noctis spoke softly after a moment of silence.

"Mmhmm," she closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat. "Just thinking."

He had an idea about what she was thinking and sighed, "... Another vision?"

The Oracle took a deep breath and started, "Yeah, and as you already know, I can't talk about it."

"I know, I know... Is it that bad?" Noctis inquired.

Lillian nodded, and he sighed heavily. He didn't want to think about the future but from how somber Lillian looked every time she had a vision it just made him nervous. But he knew that as the future king, he had to be strong for everyone's sake. To avoid ruining the mood, Noctis changed the subject, asking, "So, when do you think Nyx is coming?" He will worry about their future later; for now, he will enjoy every moment.

When he mentioned her best friend's name, her smile returned, "Certainly around noon. I intend to heal as many Daemons as I can," she stated with a determined tone.

"I know you will," he chuckled, lovingly caressing her hair.

Lillian glanced at the report Ignis had left on the coffee table; they could review it tomorrow. "Do you wanna watch a movie?" It was still too early to go to bed.

"Sure. Any suggestions?"

"I heard 'Wolf Children: Ame and Yuki' is pretty good!"

"If you say so," with that, Noctis and Lillian moved to her room. After turning on her laptop and getting comfortable on her bed, the couple started the movie.

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A/N: And there you have it! It took me a while to write this one, and I'm happy with it.

The series Noctis was watching was "Alice in Borderland." I was watching the 2nd season- which was a masterpiece by the way, then thought to myself to include it here.

'Wolf Children: Ame and Yuki' is one of my favorite films, and I figured that it was the perfect movie for them to watch.

I'm planning on writing more one-shots of Lilly and Noct's life together before their journey.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and have a fantastic day/night!

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