#my b i’ll probably fix it later

[fire-lizard-ro]

Reworked an old unfinished drawing for Blythe because I thought it fit him. 🫶

Might finish/add to it later.

Character belongs to @thedolmainblog

[midnighthazee]

Greenridge ABO Series

Series Masterlist Masterlist

Warnings: explicit language, SMUT 18+ MDNI, oral, unprotected p in v (wrap it up kids), different positions, cumshot (a little swallowing), creampie, petnames, threesome (😈)

WC: 6043

Chapter 16

In the halls of Blackmane Manor, Reed’s yelling could be heard all around. He was yelling at Griffin Blake, who stood across his desk, wincing at the alpha’s anger. Hudson was in the corner, trying to look confident and not like he was on the verge of shaking.

“I hired you to do a job! Your alpha over in Ashland said you were the best.” Reed complained. 

“I spoke with the judges. I promise, it will work in our favor. Just give it time, Alpha Reed.”

“I don’t have time! I need that pack destroyed and my sister back. Unfortunately, I can’t get directly involved or kill them if I want her to learn to trust me.”

Griffin didn’t say anything.

“Fix this next trial. Or I’ll end you.” Reed growled. 

Griffin bowed briefly before scurrying off.

“Hudson,” Reed motioned for his brother to step closer.

“Y-yes sir?”

“I got a mission for you. Can I trust you to not let your emotions get in the way?”

“Of course. Strictly business.”

“Good.” Reed came around his desk, draping an arm over Hudson’s shoulders.

Reed is over six feet, a good five inches taller than his younger brother. He was broader in the shoulders too, towering over Hudson in size and stature easily. It didn’t take much for him to intimidate Hudson, whether he tried to or not. And right now, he was definitely trying.

“I need you to go to Greenridge and get our girl back.”

“They are never gonna give up their soulmate…even to her brother. I’ll be lucky if they send me on my way and not kill me.”

“You’re not going to just take her.” Reed rolled his eyes. “You’re going to earn their trust. Convince them you aren’t a threat. And then find the right time to sneak her away.”

“B-but she knows I’m part of your pack. She probably told them and if so, they won’t ever trust me.”

“Give them an excuse. You’re smart. Figure it out.” Reed turned him so they were face to face. “And while you’re there…find out anything you can on them. Secrets, plans, weaknesses…whatever you think would be useful in taking them down. Got it?”

Hudson nodded, mouth turned down. Not like he could say no…

He was unsure about this plan. He didn’t want to be deceiving you nor do anything to make you hate him. But if he didn’t…Reed would punish him. He didn’t want to think of all the ways Reed could torture him…or even if he would choose that over just simply killing him.

“Great. Keep me updated and we will find a way to get our sister back.” Reed smiled at him.

He actually smiled. As if what he was doing wouldn’t tear you apart.

Two days later…

“Y/n! Get up!” 

“Mmmm” you groan, turning in your bed away from the voice.

“Y/n!” he whined. “Get up, get up. It’s ten o’clock.”

“Five more minutes…” you mumble, hiding your face in your pillow.

“No…now..” a new voice said.

Light flashed through your eyelids, making you wince. Who opened your curtains?

You squint your eyes open, looking around to see Jeongin sitting on the edge of your bed. He had a big grin on his face as he looked at you. You smiled back, looking behind him to see Seungmin standing next to your curtains. Of course he opened them…smug self.

You sat up, rubbing your eyes. “Why are you waking me?”

“You wouldn’t be so cranky if you weren’t up so late…” Seungmin gave you a pointed look.

“It’s your fault…” you glare. “Why aren’t you tired?”

“My fault??”

“Yes…you insisted we binge that new show…”

“If you didn’t like it, we didn’t have to watch…”

“I did like it.”

“Then why are you complaining?” Seungmin raised an eyebrow at you.

You took your pillow and threw it at him, Jeongin shaking his head.

“You missed breakfast…both of you.” Jeongin noted.

“I’m not hungry anyways.”

Seungmin threw your pillow back at you.

“Ow.” you glare.

“Get up.” Seungmin called over his shoulder as he exited your room.

“What’s up? Have we heard from the lawyer?” you ask Jeongin.

“Not yet.” Jeongin rubbed your arm. “Felix wants us to go to the lake today, so get ready.”

“The lake?” you immediately perk up.

“Yeah. It’s so warm out today he thought it would be a nice distraction. So get dressed!” Jeongin encouraged.

 You were quick to get up and find your swimsuit and clothes in your closet, making Jeongin laugh as he left. Last time you didn’t have a swimsuit and were swimming in a t-shirt. This time, you were better prepared, picking out a two-piece that flatters your shape. It’s your favorite one in your collection because of how it looked on you - and because it was your favorite color. 

You threw on a tank top and some jean shorts over your swimsuit, grabbing your sneakers and putting them on too. Then you packed your flip flops, a towel, a book and your phone in a little bag. You put it on, eagerly leaving your room.

Downstairs, everyone was gathered at the kitchen table, talking. Well almost everyone…

“Where’s Binnie?” you ask.

“He’s showering. He’s not going though.” Felix answered.

You pouted. 

“Him and Minho are staying back so they can hear from the lawyer as soon as the trial is done. Reception is spotty at the lake so they want to be here.” Felix explained.

You nod, understanding. “So they will call us as soon as they know something?” 

“Yes we will.” Minho spoke from behind you, making you jump.

You turn around, seeing his mischievous smile.

“You look cute. Take pictures for me.” he winks.

You roll your eyes. “Maybe.”

You turn to go sit at the table but Minho grabs you by your bag, pulling you back. You turn to him, only to be stunned with a kiss. He pulls away slowly, eyes never leaving your lips.

“I want pics of what’s under these.” He whispers, tugging on one of your belt loops. He was still so close you could feel his breath on your lips.

You nod.

“Good girl.” He pecks you once more before retreating down the hall.

You blush, suddenly aware that they all just witnessed that and, thanks to heightened hybrid hearing, they probably heard it too.

“Come eat, y/n. Then we will go.” Jeongin beckoned.

Within thirty minutes, the six of you were on the way to the lake.

“Maybe it won’t take three hours this time.” Felix laughed.

You glared.

“I’m just teasing.” Felix held up his hands in surrender.

“Yeah. And maybe she won’t drown you again either.” Seungmin says.

“I didn’t drown him!” You say with a stomp of your foot. 

You definitely looked more like an angry bunny doing that than as menacing as you were trying to be.

“I saw the whole thing with my own eyes. If Changbin was here, he would back me up.”

“No he wouldn’t.” you say, swatting at his arm.

He dodged it, of course.

“Careful Seungmin. She might try to drown you next if you don’t stop.” Jisung laughed.

“Han Jisung!” You move to hit his arm and he scurries away. 

You move after him, chasing him as he hurries ahead of the group. You chased him for a bit, managing to get nearly half a mile ahead of the group.

“Come here.” you said in a taunting voice, creeping close.

He shook his head.

Huffing, you stop.

“Come here. I’m not gonna hurt you.”

He shook his head, smirking. “Lies.”

“No lies. I want you to kiss me.”

Jisung stopped dead in his tracks. He studied you for a second, allowing you to take a few steps closer.

“No, you’re tricking me.” Jisung kept moving away from you.

“I’m not.” You look behind you briefly. “Hurry. Before everyone catches up to us.”

Jisung squinted his eyes at you.

The trail was hilly and you were currently on the lower end, hidden by the elevation behind you.

“I’m tired of all the teasing. You win. I’m asking you to kiss me.” you say, more desperation in your voice.

Jisung stops. 

You approach him, stopping a step in front of him. He closes the gap, staring at your lips the whole time. You bite your lip instinctively, hands gripping his biceps. 

“Kiss me.” you whisper.

He leans in, eyes closing as he anticipates your lips.

Smirking, you dodge and push him down to the ground. He lands on his stomach, stunned. You are quick to pin him down from behind, laughing.

“Haha. I win.” you gloat. “Too easy.”

The rest of the boys caught up, only to laugh. 

“Wow Ji, bested by an omega?” Hyunjin laughs.

“I’m taking a picture for Minho hyung. He’s gonna be mad he missed this.” Jeongin hurries to take the pic.

Jisung groans, managing to buck you off. You fell to the side, laughing. He pinned you down quickly, kissing you hard. Your body hummed with excitement, returning the kiss with equal passion. You two got caught up, a few of the members groaning and walking onwards.

When Jisung finally pulled away, you looked up at him blushing.

“I win.” Jisung notes, standing.

He offers a hand to help you stand up, which you take. You continue to hold hands for a little while, flustered from what just happened. Jisung was also flushed from the kiss, smiling ear to ear and on cloud nine. Your teasing had pushed him over the edge and he gave into temptation, not regretting it one single bit.

It took almost two hours to get to the lake, which was an improvement from the first time. You felt less out of breath and exhausted from the hike too. It seems Changbin’s training was paying off. That and you were better fed now.

Everyone set down their stuff, kicking off their shoes and jumping into the lake. You happily joined in, eager for the cool water on your skin as a relief from the sun blazing down on your skin. Your skin was already a little pink, sunburn threatening to develop. Felix insisted on putting on some sunscreen first so you let him. Afterwards, you took off your clothes and hung them. When you turned around, you caught the boys staring at you.

“What?” you asked innocently.

They were quick to shake their heads, looking away and muttering ‘nothing’. You knew exactly what so you just shook your head. Come to think of it, Seungmin was the only one here that’s seen what’s underneath your swimsuit. It was no wonder they all stared, curious as to what you looked like naked. You were curious too, of course. You wanted to see them all naked at this point. And what better timing than right now.

“We should go skinny dipping.” you suggested.

The boys stopped talking and stared at you as they were treading water.

“Or not…” you trailed off.

“How do you know what that is?” Seungmin asked.

“I remember Jisung saying we should one time when we were back at the house.” 

“Well. Go on then.” Seungmin smirked, gesturing to you.

“Why am I going first?” you asked.

“It was your idea.” Hyunjin smirked.

“Technically it was Ji’s,” you counter.

“Okay. Jisung, you start.” Hyunjin turns to Jisung who looks like a deer in headlights.

“Come on. You guys usually swim naked anyways.” you say, remembering what they said last time you were here. “It’s no different.”

“Um…it is different. You’re here.” Jisung corrected.

“And I’m your soulmate…so what’s the big deal?”

“Um, okay. Fine.” Jisung says.

After a few seconds, he lifts his shorts from the water and throws them onto the shore.

“Okay y/n. Your turn.” he says with a wink.

You started to feel shy as all eyes are on you. But you don’t let it show, remembering what you just said to Jisung, and slipping off your swimsuit. You do it as gracefully as you can while swimming, holding it out of the water before tossing it onto the dock behind you.

“Who’s next?” you ask.

“I’ll go.” It was Seungmin.

Seungmin tossed his shorts on the dock, followed by Hyunjin, Felix, and then Jeongin.

“What now, princess?” Hyunjin asked.

You shrugged.

“Why don’t you walk the dock for us.” Seungmin smiled. “Show us your model walk.”

You splashed him. “No thanks.”

After about an hour of swimming around, playing various games, everyone started to get out of the water for some snacks. You were last to get out, nervous to fully expose yourself. Seungmin brought your towel to the edge of the dock, holding it out for you like a gentleman. You climbed out, quick to wrap yourself up. The boys managed to catch a quick glimpse but they remained nonchalant.

“So Hyunjin… where’s this cave Changbin mentioned?” Jisung whispered to him.

“Just over that hill. Want me to show you?” Hyunjin asked. “It’s really cool but you have to see it for yourself. There’s even a little pool inside too.”

“Like a hot spring?”

“I wish.”

“I wanna come.” you whisper, joining the conversation.

“Sure.” Hyunjin smiles.

The three of you packed your towels and told the others you would be back. You followed Hyunjin with Jisung, making your way up the hill at the side of the lake. It wasn’t a big hill and even had a path to a ledge that could be used for jumping into the lake.

The three of you went through some dense bushes, the branches scratching at your skin. You squeezed through, hurrying to keep up as you hiked further from the picnic spot. 

“How’d you find this place?” Jisung asked.

“I was exploring one day. Looking for a good spot to sketch. I found the cave and went inside. Changbin had been walking with me so I wouldn’t get lost. I sketched for a bit…. We mated for a bit... And then we rejoined everyone. I went home, making more sketches of the place.” Hyunjin explained.

“I think I’ve seen one of the sketches in your room. The one by the far window?” Jisung thought back.

Hyunjin nodded.

“I was wondering where it was from.”

The three of you came through a few more trees before it finally thinned out and opened up to a cave.

“Here it is.” Hyunjin announced.

It wasn’t anything super fancy looking - a rock opening coming out of the ground. Grass and weeds were growing atop it and all around. Some moss growing up the shaded side. There was a dirt path leading straight inside the dark cavern.

Hyunjin led you two inside, ducking a bit at first. It was eerie inside, the sound of water droplets echoing. The floor was damp, the air cool -  a nice break from the heat outside. The walls were uneven, jagged in some spaces. The ground too was uneven - vines and rocks made the path challenging as it slightly descended. 

Hyunjin had his phone flashlight on, illuminating the way until some light was seen ahead. He turned it off, following the light. Rounding a corner, the cave opened up. It was so picturesque inside you gasped, taking in the beauty. 

There was a little pool like he said with clear turquoise water. The water rippled slightly, reflecting the sunlight shining down on it from the two holes above. The light reflected onto the walls, the turquoise hue illuminating them in the cave.

Moss grew along the walls and ceiling around the holes, decorating the space with greenery. The ground was gravel and flint stones, the stones bigger around the base of the pool.

“Hyunjin…this is….gorgeous.” you say.

“I know.” Hyunjin smiled. “A little hidden gem.”

You walk to the pool, running your hand in it, the cool temperature sending a shiver down your back. 

“You can swim if you want. It’s about ten feet down.” Hyunjin guestured to the pool.

“Ten feet?” you exclaimed, looking into the water. “It looks ankle deep.”

“It’s just that clear.” Hyunjin shrugged.

“No way.” Jisung says, putting his towel down and taking off all his clothes.

Jisung goes to step in, first on a shallow ledge before the depth plunges down. He drops, opening his eyes as he sinks down. He touches the ground after a few seconds, the surface definitely a few feet above his head. His ears even started to ache from the pressure.

When he surfaces, you’re at the edge, waiting anxiously.

“It’s definitely deep. And it’s so clear.”

You put down your towel as well, removing your shorts and shoes. In just your swimsuit, you take a breath before jumping in. You splash Jisung in the process, but find yourself sinking a few feet. You open your eyes, looking around. You lock eyes with Jisung and smile, swimming to the top.

“Wow this is insane!” you say.

Hyunjin was sitting on the edge, his feet in the water.

“Join us.” you demand.

“Maybe I’d rather draw you.” Hyunjin smirks.

“Oh, should I pose for you?”

“Do you want to?”

You climb out of the pool, going to lay your towel out. He watches you curiously, a smirk on his lips. Jisung looks around, at the sky above and the cave walls surrounding the room, before watching you as well. You flicked the towel, laying it on a smooth part of the ground next to the pool.  

“Like this?” you ask, standing in a lunge position with your arms stretched out and smiling up at the sky.

The boys laugh.

“Yep. Stay like that for the next two hours.” Hyunjin laughs.

“Two hours?!” you ask, dropping your arms.

“I’m kidding.” Hyunjin stands and comes over to you. “Lay down.”

You look at him confused, but do as he says.

He instructs you to lay on your stomach, one arm straight with your hand dangling into the water. Your other arm is bent, hand resting on the inner elbow of your extended arm. You rested your chin on the bent arm, looking solemnly into the pool. Jisung comes over, pretending to bite your fingers.

“Hey!” you exclaim, making him laugh.

“Wait. Be serious. Ji, just like… look up at her.” Hyunjin says.

Jisung does as he says, looking like a merman finding a curious human. Hyunjin snaps the pic on his phone for reference later. Then Hyunjin positions you differently, snaps a picture and begins sketching.

“How much longer?” you whine.

“It’s been fifteen minutes…” Hyunjin looks over his sketchbook at you.

You sit up. “If I stay like that, I’ll fall asleep.”

“I can sketch that too.” He winks.

You roll your eyes.

Jisung got out of the pool a few minutes ago to dry off, then he sat next to you, a towel draped over his lap for modesty.

“We could have some fun.” Jisung suggests.

“Doing what?” you ask.

Jisung leans forward, kissing you. You return the kiss, feeling butterflies. Jisung’s hands find their way to your waist, pulling you onto his lap. You squeal, taken back by the sudden movement. Jisung locks lips once more, the pressure of you on his lap making his cock twitch. You feel him hardening beneath you, the feeling making you clench.

“Do you…want to…?” Jisung asked.

You nod.

“Maybe we can convince Hyunjin to join us.”

You turn to see Hyunjin with his eyes fixed on you two. His pupils were blown, chest heaving. He was biting his lip as he put his sketchbook down beside himself.

“Jinnie?” you asked. 

You didn’t need to say more before he was scooting closer to you two. He hesitated before touching you, eager to finally get the chance but cautious giving your past.

“Ar-are you sure? Us together isn’t too much?” he asks.

“No.” you say. “I know you won’t hurt me.”

“Okay.” Hyunjin says.

You look between the two boys, leaning into another kiss with Jisung. After a moment, you climb off his lap, facing Hyunjin and reaching up to cup his cheek. Your thumb grazing over his bottom lip.

“I’ve wanted to kiss these lips since the first day I laid eyes on them.” you whisper.

Hyunjin smiles. “You should have just asked.”

“Can I?”

Hyunjin pulled you flush to him, planting his lips on yours. All the oxygen leaves your body, your whole world turning upside down. You move your lips in sync with his, moving to straddle his lap. He groans as he feels you on his dick. He was already so hard and desperately needing your warmth. His lips were softer than you dreamt of…literally.

Jisung comes from behind you, kissing and nipping at your neck. Hyunjin trails his kisses down to your collarbone as you tilt your neck to give Jisung more access. Jisung pulls at the string on your top, letting it loose. You slide it off and Hyunjin immediately attaches his lips to your nipple, sucking. You let out a moan, throwing your head back. Jisung sucks a mark on your exposed neck, making you grind down on Hyunjin’s lap. 

He groans, moving you so you're laying down in front of him. He slips off your swim bottoms and you immediately close your legs.

“Ah ah. No hiding.” Hyunjin opens your legs, practically salivating. “Look at you, princess.” 

Jisung attaches his lips to your nipple, his hand teasing the other, while Hyunjin kisses just above your core before diving in. His tongue licks through your folds, collecting your essence. He groans, circling his tongue around your clit. 

You arch your back, moaning loudly at his ministrations. The two of them pleasing you at the same time was overwhelming. It felt so good you could get lost in it.

Hyunjin continued to lick and suck, his tongue prodding at your entrance. You were moaning, your legs trying to close around his head as you felt yourself approaching climax. Jisung alternated nipples, before kissing up your neck.

“I’m g-gonna cum…” you moan out after a couple minutes. One hand tangling in Hyunjin’s long locks, your other in Jisung’s.

“Cum for us baby.” Jisung encourages.

His words are your undoing, pussy clenching as your eyes roll back. You moan Hyunjin’s name, panting to catch your breath as you come down. 

Jisung moves between your legs, wanting his turn to taste you. Hyunjin moves away, ridding himself of his clothes.

Jisung licks up your juices, groaning at the taste. “Fuck, you taste amazing.”

“Doesn’t she?” Hyunjin agrees.

Jisung’s delicate licks had you moaning out his name. He didn’t hold back, wanting to taste every drop of you as he alternated between sucking on your clit and prodding you with his tongue. 

Hyunjin came over to you and sucked your nipples, making your back arch once more. He kissed up your collarbone, nipping and leaving love bites. You were in total bliss at the constant stimulation and affection.

It didn’t take long for your orgasm to build once more, being sensitive from the first. Jisung added a finger, thrusting it while he sucked on your clit. It felt so good, you squeezed your eyes shut. After a few seconds, he added a second finger, curling them to trigger your sweet spot.

“Cum for us, pretty.” Hyunjin coaxed.

Jisung was relentless, sucking hard and fingering you. It pushed you to your tipping point. Before you could announce it, your orgasm hit. You moaned, gripping Jisung’s hair as your legs closed around his head. Hyunjin watched, mesmerized, as your face scrunched in pleasure. He found his new obsession - seeing you like this.

“I think you’re ready for us now, what do you think?” Hyunjin whispered in your ear.

“Yes, please.” You pant out.

“Up on your hands and knees.” Hyunjin says. 

You move yourself onto your hands and knees, muscles feeling weak already. You turned so you were facing Jisung, Hyunjin behind you. Hyunjin lined himself up with your entrance, gripping your hips as he pushed in. He slid in easily, stretching you out. Your eyes closed, head hanging down as you moaned. He was so long he hit so deep inside.

“Fuck…you’re so wet, princess.” Hyunjin rasped.

Jisung rubbed your head, coaxing you to look up. He was kneeling in front of you, his dick erect and leaking precum. With your hand, you guided him into your mouth. Jisung tensed, groaning at the feeling of your warm mouth around his cock. You had done this enough times to know what to do to drive the man crazy. In the past it was to make them finish faster so it would be over, but now it was going to be with the purpose of making him putty in your hands. 

You were actually enjoying it this time as Hyunjin thrusted into you at a steady tempo, his thrusts forcing a little more cock deeper into your mouth each time. Jisung is biting his lip, head thrown back as he tries not to thrust into your mouth.

You alternated between sucking and licking Jisung’s tip, each tease making him shudder. He collected your hair in one hand, holding it out of your face as he watched you take him deep in your mouth.

Hyunjin was moaning as he watched himself disappear inside you. You were so tight and warm he wanted this to last forever. He leaned forward, one hand supporting himself while the other palmed your breasts. He massaged and teased your nipples as you worked Jisung closer to his release.

“Fuck.” Jisung grunted.

Jisung sat back, giving you a break as Hyunjin sped up. You could feel another orgasm approaching as he massaged deep inside your pussy. You tightened around him, body tensing.

“Hyunjin…” you whine.

His speed doesn’t falter as you’re on the brink of cumming. Hyunjin pulls out, smirking when you whine.

“Not fair…” you complain.

Hyunjin moves over, kissing Jisung before pushing his head down to suck your juices off his dick. Jisung groans, taking Hyunjin’s entire length. The sweet taste of you mixed with Hyunjin’s was intoxicating. Hyunjin threw his head back, moaning as he fisted Jisung’s hair. You moved onto your knees, leaning over and sucking on one of Hyunjin’s nipples. He hissed, his cock twitching inside Jisung’s mouth.

Looking down at you with hooded eyes, he gripped under your chin and brought your lips to his. He kissed you with passion, his hand resting on the side of your neck. Jisung leaned up and you began kissing him. Hyunjin kissed Jisung’s neck, sucking marks on it. 

Jisung then moved so that he was between your legs as you lay on your back. He lines himself up, slipping inside and stretching you out. It felt so good, your eyes closed as his head fell forward. Hyunjin moved behind Jisung, pouring some lube he grabbed from his bag onto his dick.

He lined up with Jisung’s entrance, Jisung hovering over you. Slowly, he pushed in, Jisung’s cock twitching inside you. Hyunjin moved slowly, bottoming out. Jisung took a few breaths to relax himself before Hyunjin started pulling out. It was just to the tip before he thrusted back in. Jisung moaned loudly, his eyes squeezed shut. The poor boy was so sensitive.

Hyunjin’s pace got faster, his thrusts forcing Jisung’s cock to thrust into you. You moaned, feeling like you were dreaming. The Nyko pack never did anything like this before and it was turning you on big time.

It didn’t take long for your orgasm to build again after being denied a few moments ago. Hyunjin stopped moving, Jisung thrusting into you while simultaneously fucking himself on Hyunjin’s cock. Hearing his whimpers and moans pushed you over the edge. You came undone, gushing around his length. Your legs shook, gripping his hips as you rode out your high. His thrusts stuttered as he tried to hold back from cumming.

“Look at our pretty princess.” Hyunjin coos.

Jisung leans down, sucking on your nipples once more before pulling out. Hyunjin grabbed Jisung’s hips and snapped into him. He cried out, the stimulation to his prostate sending him over the edge. Spurts of cum shot onto your stomach as he moaned.

“Fuck…Jinnie.” he panted.

Sitting back on his heels, Hyunjin slipped from Jisung’s tight hole. Jisung turned around, sucking Hyunjin’s cock clean. Hyunjin lifted his face as well, kissing his lips as he stroked his still hard cock. Jisung’s body jerked at the touch, him moaning into the kiss.

Hyunjin moved to lay next to you. You climbed on top of him, hands resting on his chest for support. He lines himself up, then grabs your hips to hold you up. You cry out as he thrusts up into you, his pace fast and relentless. The sound of skin slapping and your cries echoed in the cave.

His thrusts slow, and you begin grinding on him, rolling your hips. He moans your name, reaching up and teasing your nipples as he does. You grind your hips, feeling his dick so deep as it hits your sweet spot. The feeling was indescribable and you couldn’t get enough.

Hyunjin nodded his head towards Jisung who was watching the two of you intently. You looked over as you grinded, chuckling at his flushed face. Hyunjin patted your ass, coaxing you to go over to him. You stood, stepping over to him. He watched with puppy eyes as you stepped over his legs, ass to his face. You sunk down into a squat, dropping to your knees and reaching to line him up and sink down. He layed back, gripping your hips and throwing his head back. He had the perfect view of your ass as you were rolling your hips, making him groan loudly and smack your cheek. You squealed, clenching around him.

“Fuck,” he hissed.

You grind harder, pushing down onto him, driving him wild. He was a sucker for overstimulation and right now, he was getting just that as you used him.

Hyunjin stepped in front of you, adjusting his stance so his waist was at your height. Your hand wrapped around his dick, licking up the length of it before wrapping your lips around it. It was so pretty you clenched, earning more whimpers from Jisung.

You began to bounce while sucking Hyunjin, taking as much of his length as you could. Your hand stroked the rest as you alternated between teasing his tip and deepthroating him. Your legs began to burn from all the bouncing so Jisung began thrusting up into you. 

You moaned around Hyunjin’s cock, making him instinctively thrust into your mouth. He gripped your hair, forcing you to hold his cock deep in your mouth. After a few seconds, he released you and you caught your breath. 

“Fuck.” Jisung grunted. “I’m cumming.”

You rolled your hips, clenching around him and making his hold on your hips tighten. After a few seconds he shook, moaning as he bucked his hips. You could feel his cum filling you up as you continued to ride him.

“S-slow..slow d-down.” he panted out.

You giggled, stopping to look back at him. His eyes were squeezed shut, his brows furrowed, and lips parted. He looked so cute like this you smiled in satisfaction. 

Hyunjin knelt down, kissing you as he pulled you off of Jisung. Jisung finally opened his eyes, catching his breath as his sweat slick chest heaved. He watched as Hyunjin laid you down. You moaned, pulling him down to you so you could kiss those plump lips of his.

He then leaned over, taking Jisung’s softening cock in his mouth to suck your mixed juices from his tip. Jisung jerked, pushing him off. Hyunjin just laughed, knowing how sensitive he probably was after cumming twice. Hyunjin adjusted himself between your legs, swiping his cock between your folds to collect Jisung’s cum that dripped out and pushing it back in. You threw your head back as he hit so deep. It felt so good, you could go all night with them.

“Gonna cum for me again?” Hyunjin smirks.

“I don’t…I can’t.” you mutter, cut off by a kiss from Hyunjin.

“Come on, princess. I know you have one... more… in you.” Hyunjin gives a few hard thrusts to emphasize his plea.

You moaned, legs wrapping around his waist.

He thrusted hard and fast, building you up for release once more. You felt the coil inside tightening as he hit your sweet spot repeatedly. He knew it was working, feeling you clench around him as your moans got louder. He kissed your neck and nibbled at your skin.

Getting close, Hyunjin sat up and thrusted faster, drilling into you.

“Cum for me, princess. Come on.” he said.

You felt your muscles tightening, your climax just on the verge. Hyunjin licked his fingers and reached down to tease your clit. It was overstimulating, making you cry out. Your orgasm was triggered, legs trembling as you cum. Hyunjin thrusted a few more times, pulling out at the last minute and cumming on your stomach. He grunted, covering you in his cum. 

Smirking, he was proud of himself as he looked down at you - his little masterpiece. He swiped some on his finger, bringing it to your lips. You sucked his fingers clean and hummed in satisfaction at his taste.

Hyunjin leaned down and kissed you. “I knew you had one more.” 

You roll your eyes, kissing him once more.

Hyunjin laid beside you, catching his breath as he relaxed. You looked over to see Jisung in the pool.

“What are you doing?” you ask.

“Besides enjoying the show? Cleaning up.” Jisung smiled, climbing out.

You bit your lip at the sight - the water glistening on his skin, his wet hair, his waist.

He came over, laying on your other side. You hissed as the cold water dripped on you, provoking him to rub his head on you so his hair got you all wet.

“Ji!” you squeal, squirming.

“Oops.” he shrugged.

You glared and he just kissed your lips. 

“That was so hot.” You note.

“What?” Hyunjin asked.

“Us. You two. All of it.” you shake your head as it replays in your head. 

They chuckled, happy you enjoyed it.Then the three of you laid in silence for a bit, limbs intertwined.

“It’s getting kind of dark…” Jisung pointed out.

“Oh yeah. We should probably head back so we can get home.” Hyunjin spoke. “I’m sure they are wondering where we are.”

You and Hyunjin got into the pool, washing off a bit before putting your clothes back on. Once the three of you were dressed, you began heading out the cave and back to the picnic spot. It didn’t take long, the boys already packed up and dressed when you returned.

“Finally! We’ve been worried sick. We texted and called but you weren’t answering.” Felix came over and hugged you.

“No reception in the cave. Sorry.” Hyunjin shrugged.

Felix pulled back, squinting his eyes at you. He looked down, noticing the marks left on your neck and collarbone in the setting sunlight. You shy away, forcing a smile. You didn’t know if he would be mad, jealous, or sad so you tried to act like nothing happened. He knew - all the boys did of course. Felix and Jeongin knew eventually their time would come, so they didn’t say anything.

Now that everyone was back together, you all began to head back to the manor. It was getting dark fast so you moved quickly. The idea of being in the woods at night brought back unsettling memories for you. Plus all the night sounds creeped you out.

It was a little over an hour later when you all finally returned home. You came up the stairs, finding Changbin and Minho on the couch in the living room. There were a few pizza boxes on the island, ready to be eaten and filling the room with a delicious aroma.

“Hey. Did you hear from the lawyer?” Felix asks wearily, taking in their somber expressions.

“Uh, yeah. We just got off the phone a few minutes ago.” Minho stated, his expression blank.

“And?” Jeongin asked.

“It’s not good guys…” Changbin spoke, looking up to them.

You froze in place, your stomach dropping.

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[4wkjun]

✴ Kinktober, day nine: cuckolding with Heeseung

✴ Word count: 2,2K ✴ Content warning: obvious cuckolding, Heeseung being paid to have sex with y/n, protected sex, nipple play, m!masturbation, fingering (f!receiving), voyeurism, exhibitionism, vaginal sex. ✴ Taglist: starsareseen, lucid-sombra, enha13, karinashairdryer, kim2005bomi, hyunj00 ✴ Mimi's note: for the sake of this plot, I mentioned Just B’s Geonu. Only Bs out there, please wait a bit and I’ll write for them!! Also, don’t sue me <3

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Heeseung took a long puff and threw the cigarette by the road, exhaling the white smoke. The nighttime had begun, and so had his shift.

He walked slowly towards the gate surrounding the house he’d work tonight, fixing his hair before pressing the doorbell. It took around 20 seconds before the man opened the door, clearly a little shy.

“Hi. You must be Heeseung.”

“Yeah, you’re Geonu, right?”

With a nod, Geonu opened the door for you to walk inside. “Come in, y/n’s in the kitchen.”

Heeseung always felt nervous before a shift, even though he’s been doing it for almost two years. He took his shoes off, walking a little timidly towards the tiny kitchen.

“Hi”, he smiled, waving. You were looking for something to eat in the fridge, anxious to wait for Heeseung’s arrival.

“Oh, hi”, you said, raising your head abruptly. You closed the fridge door, indicating the dining table with your hand. “Please, sit.”

With a nod, Heeseung sat down, placing his shoulder bag on his lap. He took an envelope out. You and Geonu took your seats across from Heeseung, not sure what to do or say.

“Ok, so… before we get started, I must say a few rules”, Heeseung started. “I’ll tell you the basics, but it’ll be all detailed here on this contract.”

Geonu raised his eyebrows, surprised. He didn’t think such a thing would have so much… Detailing.

“First: I will not, under any circumstances, do anything without protection. I do have a copy of my latest medical exams in case you want to check, but either way, this is off the list.”

The two of you nodded and you felt relief. You never had unprotected sex with your boyfriend, let alone the guy you paid to have sex with you. You took the contract out of the envelope, shaking a little.

“Second: do not give you guys permission to record anything out of our session, not even voice notes. I will also not let any of my electronic devices around us, you can be sure your privacy will be protected”, he said, waiting as you and Geonu tried to read everything on that piece of paper. “Third: we need a safe word, which must be settled beforehand. Fourth: once the payment is done, it is done; I will not reimburse you if you decide to back down.”

Heeseung gave you and your boyfriend a few seconds to read all of the rules he set on the contract. You seemed ok with it – and so did Geonu.

“Do you guys have any questions or requests?”

“I do”, you said, timidly. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t want to be kissed.”

“Anywhere or on the lips?” Heeseung asked seriously. The question itself made your cheeks and ears burn hot.

“On… the lips”,  you responded in a quiet tone. Geonu wanted to laugh, finding you cute. “Also, no pet names.”

“Got it. Mr. Geonu?”

“We’re probably around the same age; can’t we cut the formalities?” Geonu asked, smiling awkwardly. Plus, you’re about to fuck my girlfriend, he thought.

“Yeah, sure. Do you have anything to say?”

Geonu pouted and you held his hand behind the table, squeezing it. If he wanted to back out, you’d be fine with it.

“Nah, I’m curious about one thing. If she wants to stop in the middle of it, would it be ok?”

“Absolutely”, Heeseung nodded. “Just no reimbursement.”

“Alright. Now, do you guys have a safeword you’re used to?”

“Not really, the good old “stop” usually works”, you shrugged.

“May I suggest the word red to be our safeword just for the night?”

“Yeah, it’s fine”, you said. Geonu nodded.

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Twenty minutes later, the two of you had signed the contract, paid for the job, and moved to the bedroom. Geonu sat down on the chair in the corner of the room, while you and Heeseung sat don’t in the middle of the bed. Heeseung sat against the headboard with his legs wide open, you in the middle of them with your back against his chest.

“Remember, if you decide to stop, the safeword is red”, Heeseung warned gently. You nodded.

The two of you were fully clothed as Heeseung moved your hair out of your shoulder to have access to your neck. He started by giving it soft pecks, just trying to get you more comfortable. You, on the other hand, closed your eyes, embarrassed. Geonu adjusted himself on the chair, eyes glued on your facial expressions.

Heeseung started to give your neck open-mouthed kisses, making you involuntarily move your head to the side, giving him more access. His hands moved carefully through your waist, searching for the hem of your shirt. His fingertips were cold as they entered your clothing to touch your skin. His touch was light, barely doing anything, but somehow you started to feel less weird about it.

His hands stroked your skin from your ribcage to your hips, stopping by the hem of your sweatpants. For a second, you felt ridiculous for not dressing up better. You seemed to relax after a little while, breathing harder when he slightly nipped at your skin. Heeseung’s hands moved upwards, circling your breasts with his whole palms before squeezing it softly. You didn’t say red, so he kept the motion for a couple of seconds before pulling your bra down to touch your nipples directly. You sighed when his fingertips circled your hard buds, a wave of electricity running straight down your core.

For about 40 seconds, Heeseung’s mouth left your neck and he focused on making you melt beneath his touch on your sensitive breasts. The realization of how sensitive you were made him aroused, his cock slowly hardening against your ass. Heeseung took one of his hands out of your nipple to raise your shirt, allowing Geonu to see your bare chest. Geonu breathed harder, the scene obscenely hot for him.

Without a warning, Heeseung’s hand entered your sweatpants. His hand reached for your thigh, fingertips caressing your skin so softly you barely felt the actual touch. He kept moving his hand up and down slowly, getting closer and closer to your clothed pussy.

His index and thumb pressed your left nipple harder, almost pinching it. You left a loud whine, throwing your head back against his shoulder. Geonu felt his cock twitch inside of his pants, eyes getting darker by only looking at you.

Knowing you’d already be wet, Heeseung’s hand caressed your pussy through the clothes. He could feel the wet patch on the bottom of your panties, which only made him more aroused. He never had any client that sensitive so fast. His fingertips didn’t do anything specific, he just rubbed your cunt from the slit to your clit through the thin fabric.

“Gosh, you’re soaking already”, Heeseung scoffed, smirking. “Won’t we take those pants off so your boyfriend can see how wet you got?”

Your cheeks got hotter as you closed your eyes harder, nodding. You raised your head and closed your legs (even though you can’t remember when you got them opened like that) to slide your pants through them easily, eyes locked on Geonu’s. He had a prominent boner on his shorts and gave you a smirk, making you feel more vulnerable.

You laid your back against Heeseung’s chest again, opening your legs a little timidly again. Your state was, at least, ridiculous to your point of view: messed up hair, shirt raised to your chest, bra down your ribcage, pants on the floor and panties soaking wet. From Geonu’s point of view, you were the hottest he’d ever seen.

Both Heeseung’s hands reached for your thighs, opening your legs wider for him, placing your ankles behind his legs. His hands caressed your inner thighs before they stopped almost above your cunt. One of his hands opened your pussy lips, while the other pulled your underwear up, rubbing the fabric roughly against your clit. You moaned quietly, eyes closing.

“C’mon, don’t be shy. Pull up a big show for him”, Heeseung whispered against your ear. He moved the fabric a few times, stimulating your clitoris harshly and spreading your arousal on yourself. You sighed, hands playing with the sheets beneath you.

Heeseung pulled your panties up, breaking the contact of your skin with it. He pulled it up to the side, collecting your arousal with his fingers. You whined again, his fingers colder than before. He dragged the arousal to your clit, circling it slowly right after. This time, you moaned openly, just like you did with Geonu.

Geonu couldn’t stop smirking at you, his cock so hard against his underwear that it almost hurt him. Slowly, he started to rub his cock through his clothes. Heeseung’s cock was not different.

Heeseung’s other hand let go of your underwear, collecting your arousal again, this time to start to finger you. He slid two fingers at once, making your whine higher and close your eyes harder, mouth agape. With no effort at all, he curled his fingers and started pumping them in and out, brushing against your g-spot while still abusing your swollen clit.

“Oh, my God”, you whined, fingers now holding your sheets as if your life depended on it. “I’m gonna cum!”

Heeseung scoffed against you, shaking his head. “Already going dumb? Just by fingering? Gosh, look at you”, he cooed.

You kept clenching around his fingers at every word leaving his lips, the know only growing bigger down your stomach.

“Red”, you whined, breathless. Heeseung stopped immediately and Geonu just looked at you, stopping his stroking.

“Do you want me to leave?”, Heeseung asked gently.

“No”, you answered, chest rising and falling fast. “I- I just thought you’d… fuck me”, you said, shy. “I can’t cum more than once in at least thirty minutes, I get too sensitive”, you explained completely embarrassed. Geonu smiled, cock twitching again. He knew how sensitive you got, he couldn’t wait to see you whining and trying to close your legs desperately as you always do.

“I see”, Heeseung scoffed. “In that case, won’t you get in all fours for me?”

“R-right here?”, you asked, sitting straighter, your back not touching him anymore.

“Maybe you could move to the side of the bed, give Geonu a nice view of you being railed by someone else.”

You clenched around nothing, a mixture of arousal and embarrassment. You finished undressing yourself, throwing your remaining clothes through the room, and walking towards Geonu instead of just leaning on the bed.

“You sure you don’t want to… step in?”, you asked, leaning in to peck his lips. Heeseung undressed himself and looked for the condom in the meantime.

“Nah, this is priceless”, Geonu responded in a husky voice, extremely aroused. He kept stroking himself through his pants.

You slowly walked back to the bed, noticing Heeseung was ready and waiting for you. He was standing next to the bed, stroking himself while looking at you two.

As you got on all fours, you laid your head against the mattress, feeling way too exposed. Heeseung aligned himself on your entrance, sliding his covered tip through it for a bit. Without a warning, Heeseung penetrated you at once, bottoming out in one go. You gasped loudly, grabbing the sheets again. You didn’t know how big his cock would be when you contacted him in the first place, but now you were kinda regretful of not asking because his tip was abusing your cervix. You’d have cramps after.

You thought Heeseung would be a little gentler, however, he started to pound into you the way you never thought someone else would. You loved when Geonu fucked you hard and fast, melting your brains out because of the pleasure, but this was completely different.

You couldn’t stop clenching and whining as Geonu finally pulled his pants and underwear down, setting his cock free. His hand started to work hard against his tip and he moaned along with you, only making you clench harder against Heeseung’s cock.

“Look at you, already drooling and clenching. You’re pulling up such a pretty performance for him, aren’t you?”, Heeseung groaned. He tried to control himself not to grab your ass too hard, so he wouldn’t leave any marks on your skin, but you were sucking him in so good, he couldn’t deal with it properly.

Geonu’s hand slapped hard and fast against his pelvis, the noise mixing with the noise of Heeseung’s balls against your ass. It all became too much and you knew you’d cum in any second. You were moaning incoherent stuff, babbling and drooling over the sheets, knuckles turning white from the strength you put into holding the sheets. Geonu knew you were about to cum, he had a hard time knowing if he looked at your hazed face or your pussy being pounded roughly.

“I can’t”, you moaned, trying to hold longer.

“Then cum, make a mess”, Heeseung groaned. And you did.

You moaned loudly, your breath hectic in the middle of your whining afterward. Heeseung kept fucking you restlessly, chasing his own orgasm. After your cloud nine was gone, you started whining and trying to close your legs, shaking like Jell-O. Geonu came hard, groaning as his cum spurted down his hand.

In 15 seconds, Heeseung came hard inside of his condom, groaning just as hard as Geonu did. He slowly removed himself from your insides, allowing you to finally lay on the bed, shaky.

You thought it would be awful, but turns out cuckolding was not bat at all.

[cranberryjuice-posts]

Sorry for breaking your window to get in here but since where already on the topic of B & E what about Clarisse x Daughter of Hermes where the Hermes Cabin and the boys from the Ares cabin started a prank war with each other and Clarisse is PISSED because she gets getting caught in the crossfire and when reader breaks into the Ares cabin to set up a prank but she accidentally wakes up Clarisse.

- it’s all fun and games -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Fem! Hermes! Reader

An - i feel like I don’t use AN’s properly but who cares also my ao3 series is almost finished also I cuss way to fucking much I mean damn 😭😭 irl I say fuck every 3 words dude I have a problem

An Pt 2 - I Hope thus is good I’m going through a rough writers block rn

For the entire summer. The entire fucking summer clarisse has been dealing with everyone’s bullshit.

Her brothers had for some reason started a season long war with the Hermes cabin. Probably because over some girl which she honestly found pathetic, even though deep down she would do worse if someone tried shit with you.

So here, clarisse currently found herself looking in shock with her cabin floor covered in Greek fire ash marks. Annoyed she mentally came up with a punishment for later. Deep in thought she hadn’t realized you were behind her for cabin check up.

You let out a soft breath before gently hitting the open door. Clarisse turned around, her face going from anger to flustered.

“Hey” she stumbled slightly on her words.

You shyly waved. “Cabin check?” There was a moment of silence, just enough for you to notice the mess behind her. “I can always lie— I know how my brothers get” you tried to offer a better solution than failing the check.

Acting like she was Un-phased she shook her head. “Don’t worry about it, it’s not your fault. Shouldn’t have to cover for them ”

“Well I’m just trying to help” You chuckled, the gap between you closing quickly.

As much as clasisse complained about the summer there was still one good part, you. Flirting at every bonfire turned into spending free time together which eventually lead to you both kissing at the end of last night. “I guess I’ll see you tonight then?”

“Yeah” she shrugged. It was cute how she tried to play off her embarrassment. Reaching out you fixed clarisses necklace, Making it symmetrical on her body. With a sarcastic sigh you looked back at the Greek fire stains before looking back up at her. “I’ll come back in an hour that work for you?”

“Yeah id really appreciate it” she smiled softly.

You wished you were an Aphrodite girl, able to leave a room with beauty and want. Instead you left almost to quickly, embarrassment fueling your steps. By the time you reached the last step your face felt hot, and your body felt fuzzy. She was going to be the death of you.

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“I’m not doing that” you cocked an eyebrow up as your brothers proposed another prank.

“Just this once” Connor practically begged. Walking past Chris smacked him upside his head, the prank they were trying to get you to do? Sneak into the ares cabin and cover it in silly string. Their reasoning for having you do it was because clarisse wouldn’t kill you.

“If she doesn’t want to do it she doesn’t have to” Chris sighed, taking a seat on his bunk.

Your brothers however couldn’t handle that as an appropriate response. Whispering to each other you saw their faces turn into a devilish grin. “Fine” they started off with false security “You don’t have to do it, but we can always tell Chiron about the secret green plant business you help the Dionysius and Demeter cabin run”

Giving them an agitated look you stood up and snatched the silly string out of their hand. “Fuck you” they always found a reason to black mail you. The trick was starting to get old.

It wasn’t until 12am that you snuck into the ares cabin. Coming in through the window you were a little worried about what a cabin full of war kids would do if someone came in. Looking back one more time to see your brothers giving you a thumbs up from afar.

Calming your nerves you took the first step inside. Silently spraying the string the stale chemical smell hit you like a truck. A few kids tossed and turned, the fear of waking one up made you work faster.

Shoving another empty can into your bag you pulled out the last one. The only section left was clarisses. The section you had been dreading of doing. Silently walking over you caught a glimpse of her drooling in her sleep. You wished your had a camera to capture the rare moment. She was beautiful, even in her most vulnerable state. Snapping out of your thoughts you remembered you had a job to do.

Stepping back with a heavy heart your foot sunk into a loose board, a loud creaking sound filling the room. It was less than a second before you felt a harsh hit to your face and your body on the floor.

Not really paying attention to your surroundings with ringing in your ears. The lights came on and a pair of strong hands grabbed the side of your arms. A few kids were shouting and in the background you could almost make out the front door opening.

Coming back you felt blood trail down your face from your nose and clarisse looking guilty at you. Her hands squeezing your arms as she couldn’t say anything. You groaned and held your head back exhausted.

Being moved to a bed you were barley able to understand what was happening in-front of you. In the background both cabins were yelling at one another, it felt like a fight might break out. Clarisse was crouched infront of you trying to asses your now broken nose. You could tell she was starting to loose her patience.

At first you didn’t hear anything. The ringing went away however when clarisse slammed her spear on the ground commanding the attention to her.

“ENOUGH! Everybody who is not my sibling get out now! And to everyone else I want a first aid kit some ice, nectar, ambrosia, and i want this cabin cleaned now!” A strong silence filled the room before the ares kids got to work. If looks could kill the Hermes cabin would had dropped dead. “Whatever you all have going on ends now understand! Im sick and tired of dealing with all of your bullshit and Luke you need to get a better control over your siblings!”

They nodded. Not even Luke wanted to speak, he just whistled his sibling’s out. In less than five minutes you watched as the cabin almost cleaned itself. In less than five minutes clarisse had began gently trying to bandage the broken bone, trying to take some pain away.

Helping feed a bite of ambrosia you felt your nose begin to mend on its own. Though it would still need a week to heal. Letting out a sigh of relief you finally looked up at her, up at Clarisse who was acting like a coward.

“It’s not your fault” you tried.

“I broke your nose, seems like my fault”

“And you thought I was an intruder it’s not the end of the world” you sighed grabbing her hand. It didn’t matter who was at fault it just came down to how it was handled.

She looked like she wanted to speak but she just couldn’t make the words. “If you really want to make it up to me you can always ask me out on a date” Looking up through your lashes you swore you saw her cheeks turn red.

“Y-yeah I can do that” trying to play it off but it was too late. You giggled slightly, leaning forward to close the gap and softly kiss her. Feel her rough lips against yours.

Her hands found home on your torso, traveling up and down while pulling you closer in an attempt to deepen it. Breaking away only for a moment clarisse looked over at her siblings who some stopped cleaning.

Barking orders at them to continue she looked back with a sarcastic expression making you laugh.

Laying down beside her on the small bed you looked deep into her eyes, not wanting to say a word. It felt like every emotion you two had felt for one another was known.

Giving her another soft kiss you tucked your head away into her neck. It didn’t take long to fall asleep and shockingly for the ares cabin, when the lights were out and everyone was asleep there was a peaceful quiet. One that comforted and lulled a person into a deep sleep.

[leehaner]

Talk: Chapter 1

pairing: leehan taesan x fem!reader

genre: ANGST, love triangle, slowburn, eventual smut, fuckboy!leehan, college au, undecided ending + genre tbh im lit writing this on a whim bffs

word count: 2k

summary: find out

warnings: none for this chapter!

“Please tell me this is the last fucking box y/n” said your friend Jaehyun as he put down one of your many boxes of clothes for the semester.

He’d offered to help you move into your dorm at your newly transferred school, which he also attended.

“You maybe carried one box in here and it was the lightest one, if you were going to complain so much why'd you offer to help move me in? Sungho was going to come instead”, you said in between laughs and you’re sure he replied back with something equally as dramatic as what he’d said earlier but you were deep in thought thinking about whether or not you made the right choice to transfer here.

“Are you even listening to me?!” he says, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Huh? oh. Sorry….what’d you say?”

“ I saiiiiiiiiid that one of my friends is having a party near campus tonight and you’re coming. It’ll be good for you to meet new people other than me and Sungho. I’ll come get you and everything!”, he says, leaving almost no room for you to say no and pleading with his hands for you to say yes. It was always really hard for you to say no to him because he’d been one of your closest friends since high school and he always knew what was best for you before you even knew it, so, you agree under one condition.

“Okay whatever just don’t leave me alone at the party because I will leave so fucking fast”

“Then how else will you learn to make friends”

“not going”

“OKAY DAMN I won't leave you alone…. it’s not like sungho won’t be there anyway and i'll introduce you to our roommates'' he says while putting your clothes on hangers in annoyance.

Roommates. That word unexpectedly makes you nervous because up to this point you’d heard crazy stories about Jaehyuns experience with them and the thought of meeting people is always out of your comfort zone. You wouldn’t call yourself shy, but you’re more closed off than you’d like to admit.

“ I should probably also warn you ...one of our roommates, he’s kind of an asshole. So don’t take anything he does too seriously”

Ugh, you’re already dreading this.

“Okay”

And with that you and Jaehyun spend the next two hours or so fixing up your single dorm bickering and fooling around for most of those two hours but you finished nonetheless.

“okay see you later y/n and take your phone off dnd, you’re not getting out of going to this party tonight” he says walking out of your dorm gathering his phone and hoodie from your freshly made bed.

“wasn't planning on it!” you lied. you were definitely planning to shower then sleep and blame the no response to his texts on dnd.

“yeah OKAY, bye~!” the boy says, taking one final stride out of the door and letting it slam behind him which makes you roll your eyes.

After roughly 20 minutes of mindlessly scrolling on your phone you decide it’s time to shower and get ready for the party you were dreading with every fiber of your being.

8:36pm

It's now been an hour since you started getting ready and you were now checking your outfit in your mirror. You were a bit unsatisfied but not enough to change for what would now be the third time of the night. You were dressed rather provocatively but you didn’t care, it made you feel good.Your makeup was already done and now all that was left was to spray perfume and check your phone to see when Jaehyun would be coming to pick you up.

You remembered that he’d probably be bringing his roommates and you were happy to see Sungho as you hadn’t seen him in a while but it was intimidating to meet the rest of them. Still, you were able to, for the most part, shake that feeling off.

myung: hey im like a min away rapunzel let down ur hairrrrrr

you: need you to b normal so bad

myung: HURRY TF UP im downstairs

You walked out of your dorm room and sprinted to the nearest elevator pressing the buttons urgently and waiting for it to come up for a few seconds but it felt like a thousand years were going by so you thought maybe it’d be quicker to take the stairs and slowly started to turn around.

beep

The elevator doors open and someone grabs your arm and turns you around gently. you had an immediate reaction to take your arm back but in an ever-so gentle manner.

“you don’t have to take the stairs” a husky voice says to you

you looked up at him and scanned his features for what felt like years to you but was only for a split second. He had long brown hair and even browner eyes that looked like the entire galaxy was in them.He ran his fingers through his hair with the hand that had just turned you around and put his phone in his back pocket with his other hand.

“Do you always grab strangers into elevators?” you ask him.

he took a few steps forward in order to hold the elevator open on one side

“technically you’re not in the elevator yet but this is my first time, hopefully I was easy enough on you” he replies cheekily with a smirk forming on his face.

You were shocked at how he could just make something so regular into a sex metaphor but somehow it worked. Still you rolled your eyes at the comment, making an automatic assumption about what kind of guy this stranger is.

“and a thank you would be nice”

“thanks” you respond making your way inside the elevator purposely avoiding the side he was evidently holding open for you. You notice he looks down, poking the side of his inner cheek with his tongue and smiling. He steps back into the elevator and you both reach to press buttons. You went for floor one while he went for floor two.

“Got a ride waiting for you or something?” he asks with what sounds like genuine curiosity.

“yeah, are you gonna follow me and kill me?” just as you say this jokingly the elevator doors open once more.

“Just curious but that does sound enticing” he smiles and faces you as he walks backwards out of the elevator trying not to break eye contact with you once.

You smiled to yourself at the small interaction knowing you’d never see him again as he was probably just heading to a hookup judging by the fact floor two of your dorm building was girls only. But ,still, you couldn’t help but feel butterflies from the chemistry filled banter you’d just had with a random stranger even if he was about to go fuck some random. It felt good.

myung: btw. you may or may not have to sit on someone’s lap because my car is not that big SORRYSORRYSORRYSOORY

you: bro im going back upstairs

myung: NO c'mon they’re excited to meet you and sungho has gummies in the glove compartment.. 😁

you: ….bribing me is crazy

myung: it’s the only way i fear🤦🏻‍♂️🤦🏻‍♂️

myung: i see you coming down the stairs just walk straight then turn left a little and you’ll see my car

you follow his instructions and see his red car looking absolutely packed with men whom amongst them you only see one familiar face, Sungho.

“Y/N!!!!!!!! I haven’t seen you in forever, i missed you” the tall long haired boy says to you as his passenger side window is rolling down.

“ I missed you too” you gave him a warm smile. Jaehyun then steps out of the car and opens the back door for you revealing 3 boys, one with pink hair, another with short brown hair and the very last with long dark hair and a streak of blonde in the back of it. damn you thought, he’s attractive.

“ So from left to right this is Riwoo, Woonhak, Taesan and obviously you all know this is y/n” , Jaehyun says smiling and gesturing to everyone then you.

There was a sudden flow of nice to meet yous after that coming from all of you and they all seemed rather nice, you felt instantly welcomed by them especially Riwoo who you felt you’d grow close to quickly, he reminded you a lot of Jaehyun in a way you couldn’t exactly pinpoint but was there nonetheless.

“ Now that you’ve met …any of you want to sit on each other's lap so that y/n can sit?” Jaehyun says while scratching his head.

“ I don’t mind," Woonhak says, smiling and shrugging. You smile at his kind gesture and you and Jaehyun walk over to the other side of the car, he gets back into the driver's seat while you stand at the backdoor. Taesan opens the door, steps out and Woonhak follows suit, you assume he’d be sitting on Taesans lap in the middle. However as Taesan stepped out of the car you were shocked at how tall he was, he didn’t seem all that tall from the view you had of him at the start of this interaction but there he was, standing at probably six feet tall at least.

He very clearly checked you out from head to toe and smiled at you politely as he waited for Woonhak to step out of the car, it was like he was going to say something to you but he himself didn’t know what to say first. He then went to sit in the middle of the backseat shuffling into place and tapping his lap with both hands gesturing for Woonhak to sit there.

“Don’t ever do that again” Woonhak says laughing which also makes you and Taesan laugh and you then take a seat next to them and finally close the car door. You all then take off to the party.

On your ride there everyone was mostly on their phones or having small conversations over the somewhat loud music Sungho had on aux. You were looking out of your window and could see Taesan from your peripheral vision occasionally doing the same. Whenever he wasn’t looking out of the window he was staring at you, it felt like he was piercing through your skin with his eyes and maybe that feeling rooted from the fact you wished you could look at him back in that moment but then he’d know you could see him looking at you that whole time.

“Nah man don’t worry about it, he'll probably just be at the party later anyway”,Jaehyun says. You were curious who he was referring to as you overheard bits of his and Sunghos' conversation.

“ I don’t get why he didn’t just come with us” Sungho responds.

“don’t think too much about it seriously , he's always weird like that”, Jaehyun reassures him and with that the conversation ends leaving you wondering who they were just talking about.Ignoring your curiosity you put one of your earbuds in so you could listen to music for a bit.

now playing: the smiths - there is a light that never goes out

“I love the *muffled speech*

“What?”, you take off your singular earbud to ask what Taesan had just said to you

“I said I love the smiths”, he says to you with a smile that was so contagious, you smiled without even noticing.

“Do you want to listen with me?” you ask sweetly, to which he nods. you hand him the other earbud and you listen to music the rest of the car ride there.

you couldn’t help but feel butterflies from how he’d somehow get a brand new smile for each song that played or tapped his foot along to the sound, signaling that he liked your taste in music.

He’s so endearing you thought.

[my-religion-greek-myth]

Freedom far away O&P

I'll probably upload a fluff one-shot later because the previous one-shot and this part are pretty much of angry Agatha

Fem Reader X Agatha X Rio

Part A | Part B | Part C&D | Part E | Part F | Part G | Part H | Part I&J | Part K | Part L | Part M | Part N | Part O&P | Part Q | Part R | Epilogue

Warning: Depictions of miscarriage may be disturbing to some readers

The sun had dipped below the horizon when Agatha and Rio stepped through the gates of their realm. The surreal twilight of their world greeted them, the ever-present starlight scattering softly across the grass. A gentle breeze rustled the trees, the only sound accompanying their otherwise silent journey.

Neither spoke for a while as they walked toward the house, their steps slow but purposeful. The tension from the spymaster’s estate still clung to them like a cloak they couldn’t shake off just yet. Agatha’s hands twitched occasionally, faint traces of purple magic still sparking from her fingertips.

Rio glanced at her, her sharp features softened by concern. Without a word, she reached out and caught Agatha’s hand mid-movement, lacing their fingers together. Agatha startled slightly at the touch but didn’t pull away. Instead, her grip tightened almost faintly.

"You’re still burning," Rio murmured, her voice low and soothing. "Let it go, Agatha. It’s over."

Agatha exhaled slowly, the tension in her shoulders easing as she focused on the warmth of her wife's hand in hers. "It’s not over," she said quietly, her storming blue eyes fixed on the path ahead. "He’s gone, yes, but the damage he caused isn’t. F/N…" Her voice faltered, and she shook her head. "She almost died because of him."

Rio stopped walking, tugging gently on Agatha’s hand to make her stop too. "And she lived," Rio said firmly, her dark eyes locking with her wife’s. "Because of you. Because of us. She’s alive, and she’s here. That’s what matters."

Agatha’s jaw tightened, but the fire in her eyes dimmed slightly. "I just…" She hesitated, her fingers curling tighter around Rio’s. "I don’t want her to ever go through something like that again."

"And she won’t," Rio said, her voice steady with quiet conviction. She raised their joined hands, brushing a kiss against Agatha’s knuckles. "We’ll make sure of it."

Agatha’s lips quirked into a faint, reluctant smile. "You’re insufferably optimistic sometimes," she murmured, though there was no bite in her words.

Rio smirked, but this time, there was a bittersweet edge to her expression. "I have to be," she said softly, her dark eyes glinting with something deeper. "My nature… it only brings sadness and violence. If I’m not optimistic, love, what else do I have?"

Agatha softly looked at Rio, her fingers squeezing her wife’s hand. "You have me," she said simply. "And F/N. And everything we’re building together."

Rio’s smile returned, lighter this time, but her voice carried a quiet weight as she replied, "Then I’ll keep being optimistic—for both of you."

They resumed their walk, the glow of their house growing brighter with each step. As they approached, the sight of it brought a wave of bittersweet emotions. It was a sanctuary, yes, but also a reminder of how fragile peace could be.

When they entered, the warmth of the house embraced them, though their eyes immediately sought the room where F/N rested. Agatha lingered at the doorway, her gaze softening as she took in the sight of F/N lying still, her chest rising and falling steadily. The faint traces of pain etched into her features had eased, but her pale complexion still worried Agatha.

"She’s healing," Rio said gently, as though reading Agatha’s thoughts. She placed a hand on Agatha’s shoulder, supporting her. "Give it time. She’s stronger than you think."

Agatha nodded, though her eyes remained on F/N. "I know," she said softly. "But we need to do more than wait. This place…it’s not safe anymore. Not for her, not for us."

Rio leaned against the doorframe, her expression thoughtful. "You’re thinking about closing the gates," she said, not surprised but still contemplative. "All of them?"

"Yes," Agatha said firmly. "The stone gate, the black gate—even the green one temporarily. No one can follow us if they don’t know where we’ve gone. And this realm… it’s a sanctuary, but it’s also a cage. She deserves to see more than this."

Rio nodded slowly, her eyes drifting to F/N. "We’ll take her somewhere far," she said. "Somewhere beautiful. Somewhere, the three of us—and our children—can be free."

Agatha’s sharp gaze snapped to Rio, one eyebrow arching. "Our children? How many do you want?"

Rio grinned, unrepentant. "A lot."

Agatha rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at her lips. "You’re impossible."

"And you love me for it," Rio quipped, echoing her earlier words with a wink.

Agatha shook her head, her smile lingering as she turned her attention back to F/N. "We’ll take her somewhere new," she said, her voice soft but resolute. "We’ll show her everything the world has to offer. Everything she’s been denied."

Rio stepped closer, wrapping an arm around Agatha’s waist and resting her head against her shoulder. "She’ll love it," she said, her voice warm with quiet certainty. "And so will we."

The two stood in silence for a moment, the weight of their shared determination settling over them. Outside, the stars continued to twinkle, a quiet reminder of the vast, endless possibilities waiting for them beyond the confines of this realm.

And for the first time in what felt like forever, hope flickered brightly between them.

---RAR---

Far from the house, deep within the untouched expanse of their realm, the ground roared as it trembled under the relentless force of Agatha’s fury. Large boulders cracked and shattered into fragments, their destruction accompanied by deafening thunderclaps of magic. The purple sparks radiating from Agatha’s hands hissed like angry serpents, the air around her crackling with energy. Each blast sent shockwaves through the grassy meadow, the shattered remnants of stone scattering before they reassembled—only to be obliterated again.

Agatha stood at the centre of the chaos, her chest heaving, her trembling features contorted in anger and despair. Her hair whipped around her face, caught in the invisible storm of her own making. The relentless destruction mirrored the storm within her, each explosion a futile attempt to rid herself of the unbearable ache she couldn’t escape.

From a distance, Rio approached silently, her dark eyes watching the spectacle with quiet intensity. She didn’t call out to Agatha. Instead, she walked to a nearby rock untouched by Agatha’s fury, brushing the debris off with her hand before sitting down. She rested her elbows on her knees, her gaze fixed on her wife’s trembling figure as she watched the boulders reshape and shatter over and over. The repetitive cycle continued as Agatha growled low in her throat, her hands sparking violently. She didn’t acknowledge Rio’s presence, nor did she stop her magic. The sound of the boulders breaking filled the air, punctuated by sharp cracks of thunder and the whistling wind stirred by her energy.

Finally, after long moments of silence, Rio spoke, her voice low but steady. “It won’t change anything, Agatha.”

Agatha’s body stiffened, her magic pausing for just a fraction of a second before she clenched her fists and unleashed another blast. The shattered fragments flew in all directions, scattering like her unspoken grief. She didn’t turn to face Rio; her eyes locked on the swirling dust and stone in front of her. “I don’t care,” she snapped, her voice brittle with anger. “I need to do something.”

“And this is helping?” Rio asked gently, tilting her head as she watched the fragments slowly reassemble themselves. “Destroying and fixing, over and over again? It’s not going to bring them back.”

Agatha spun on her heel, her blue eyes blazing with fury as she faced Rio. “Don’t you dare lecture me!” she snarled. “You—you can just move on, can’t you? Death doesn’t linger. You’ve seen this before, haven’t you? It’s just another life, another soul, another loss to you!”

Rio didn’t flinch under the weight of Agatha’s rage. Instead, she met her wife’s eyes calmly, her voice steady but laced with an ache mirrored Agatha’s. “You think I don’t feel this? That I don’t care?” She rose slowly, her posture unthreatening but resolute. “I loved them the moment I knew about them, Agatha. I loved the idea of them. Of us. Of a family.”

Agatha’s lips trembled, her anger faltering for a moment as the rawness of Rio’s words pierced through her defences. “Then how can you be so calm?” she whispered, her voice breaking. “How can you just sit there and act like this doesn’t tear you apart?”

Rio took a step closer, her dark eyes softening as she reached out and gently interlaced Agatha’s sparking hand in hers. The violent magic flickered and dimmed at her touch. “I’m not calm,” she said quietly. “I’m shattered, Agatha. But I’ve spent millenniums learning how to carry grief. It doesn’t mean it hurts any less—it just means I know it won’t go away. No matter how many boulders you shatter.”

Agatha’s shoulders slumped, the weight of Rio’s words pressing down on her. Her hand shook in Rio’s grasp, the sparks fading completely as tears filled her eyes. “I wanted them,” she admitted, her voice barely audible. “I wanted them so much, Rio. A child. A family. Something that was ours, something we created together. And now…” She choked on the words, her tears spilling over as her anger dissolved into raw, unfiltered sorrow.

Rio pulled her closer, wrapping her arms around Agatha’s trembling form. “I know,” she murmured, her voice soft but steady. “I know you did.”

Agatha clung to her, her fingers digging into Rio’s back as the sobs she’d been holding back finally broke free. The echoes of her cries filled the clearing, mingling with the stillness left in the wake of her magic.

For a long time, they stayed like that—Agatha weeping into Rio’s shoulder and Rio holding her as though anchoring her to the earth. The silence was broken only by the faint rustle of leaves and grass in the breeze.

When Agatha’s sobs finally subsided, she pulled back slightly, her tear-streaked face lifting to meet Rio’s steady gaze. “What do we do now?” she whispered hoarsely.

Rio brushed a strand of hair from Agatha’s face, her fingers lingering against her cheek. “We move forward,” she said simply. “Together. You’re not alone in this.”

Agatha closed her eyes momentarily, leaning into Rio’s touch before pulling away. “She doesn’t need to know,” she said abruptly, her voice strained. “She doesn’t need to carry this with her.”

Rio’s brow furrowed. “You mean lie to her?”

“Yes,” Agatha snapped, her sharp blue eyes meeting Rio’s with fierce determination. “What good would it do to tell her? She’s been through enough. If she thinks there was no child, she won’t have to bear this pain.”

Rio’s jaw tightened, her arms crossing over her chest. “You know F/N doesn't like hiding the truth. She values the truth, Agatha. Even when it’s hard, even when it hurts—she’d want to know.”

“Why?” Agatha barked, her voice cracking. “Why does she need to carry this weight when she’s already endured so much? Why can’t we protect her from this one thing?”

Rio’s gaze softened momentarily at Agatha's pain, though her voice remained firm. “Because she’ll sense it, Agatha. She’ll know something is wrong, and it'll hurt her even more when she finds out we hid this from her. Do you really think she’d forgive us for lying?”

Agatha turned away, her hands sparking faintly as she clenched them into fists. “I don’t care,” she muttered. “I don’t want her to feel this pain.”

“And you think I do?” Rio’s voice rose slightly, uncharacteristically sharp. She stepped closer. “Do you think I want to see her break when we tell her? But the truth matters to her, Agatha. It’s part of who she is.”

Agatha’s shoulders slumped, her fiery resolve dimming as tears spilled down her face again. “She deserves happiness,” she whispered. “She deserves to feel safe and loved. Not…this.”

Rio moved closer, wrapping her arms around Agatha. “And she’ll have that,” she said softly, her voice steady. “Because she has us. But we can’t give her happiness by lying, Agatha. She trusts us. That trust is everything.”

Agatha hesitated, her trembling hands slowly falling to her sides as she leaned into Rio’s embrace. “I don’t know how to tell her,” she admitted, her voice breaking. “I don’t know if I can.”

Rio pressed a gentle kiss to Agatha’s temple, her touch both comforting and steadying. “We’ll tell her together,” she said firmly. “And no matter how hard it is, we’ll face it. Together.”

Agatha nodded slowly, her tears soaking into Rio’s shoulder as she clung to her wife. “Together,” she murmured, her voice barely audible.

For a long moment, they stood in the clearing, the shattered remains of the boulders surrounding them like fragments of their grief. The stars above shimmered faintly, a quiet reminder of the future they still had to build.

[pumpkinsy0]

there was an anon who asked for spiderman and deadpool pony and curly but i accidentally deleted the ask w my headcanons so second times the charm

•curly uses his ability to heal wayyyy to freely, like seriously, he gets his arm chopped off and he doesnt care at all, if anything he shows it off to pony cause he thinks its funny how disgusted pony acts, pony always has his mask on and curly likes imagining the face ponys making under it

•curlys not the biggest fan of his looks, HES STILL VERY CONFIDENT and genuinely very egotistical, but he thinks he could look way better and prefers not to have ppl get THAT look in their eyes when they see it. he was a bit hesitant to let pony see his face but pony says he has no room to judge, he got his powers from sleeping in the lot and some spider biting him, at least curly got his in a cool way, so what if he got scars, pony took his chances and coulda got killed from a poisonous spider or somethin, no powers no nothin just a stupid death😭

•pony will probably hang onto curly like hes a parrot, just chilling on curlys shoulder. i’ll bet 4 dollars that i don’t have that he also crawls on curly like a spider, too. curly gets very ticklish at that but EVERYONE else thinks it’s creepy, totally off putting they never wanna see that bs ever again

•when curlys limbs get chopped off or whatever he can just pop em back in place and that’s wayyyyy easier than just waiting to grow a limb back, but of course pony and curly make it a joke, they like calling it “pin the limb on the shepard”❤️ if ponys upset he swaps which limb should b where and leaves curly to fix it on his own

•ponys spidey senses save curlys ass a LOT!!! curly says he doesnt have to do that, but pony would prefer not having curlys blood on his suit, actually. ponys usually on top of curly to protect him from debree and curlys idea of a thank u is saying “so uhhhh dinner n drinks later???😏😏”

•curly will call pony at 2:45am talking about a new move they can do together, but the move curly wants to do is something he doesnt even know the BASICS of, so now pony has to teach curly how to do a backflip without breaking something, JUST so he can look cool shooting a gun

•pony has organic webs and if u press down on a certain spot on his wrist, the webs come out!! as soon as curly learned this ponys had to fight him off before curly sprays the webbing on someone he doesnt like’s hair or on some poor fool he wants to prank.

•let curly break the fourth wall!!!! i have nothing to add on about this other than when curly does it, pony looks around confused asking who in the hellll he’s talking too. this also means curly knows hes not “thee” curly and hes read all the fanfics of him and pony out there

•the public BOTH dont like these guy but they especially dont like deadpool/curly, they say hes the way more destructive if the two which isnt wrong tbh. curly says their hatred for him is y they always take the worst pics of him compared to pony who always gets the cooler looking pics in newspapers

•guys wouldnt it b so cool if ponys canon even was supposed to b curly dying but bc curlys practically immortal everytime the universe tried ts just didnt work and so it went over to johnny and dally was just a plus one accident

•ponys spidey senses also means he doesnt rlly fall for curlys pranks anymore, he just lets curly think so for the sake of curly having a good time, sometimes tho he is NOT granting him that satisfaction

•they both ask each other RLLY invasive questions, i will not elaborate but i will tell u curly is more open to answering them than pony is

[urrockstar-xe]

bad friend - j.m x fem!reader

posted may 2nd, 2023, 5:19 pm

anon asked: Hello!! Can I request a JJ Maybank x Fem!reader where they are dating with prompt 8. “You know you’re my favorite right?” “I better be” Maybe reader gets into a fight with John B. JJ doesnt really know which side to choose, (between best friend and girlfriend), and reader gets mad/hurt/offended whatever and walks away and JJ follows her

note from xe: strayed a little but I hope you still enjoy it! also this has no actual scene from obx involved I just kind of went with it and sry that jb is kind of a dick.

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“You know what John B? At this point, I don’t give a flying fuck about the gold, I don’t care about being kook rich, I don’t care about Rafe not being in prison and I don’t care about these stupid fucking treasure hunts!” 

Your yelling was warranted, John B had been giving you shit all day about how you just don’t seem to care enough like everyone else. And he was right, because “The gold ruined my fucking life! I have nothing! Nothing John B! This is all I have, this group of people right there is It for me” 

John B scoffed, earning a glare from Kiara as he still wasn’t listening to you. “You know what I think, Y/n? I think that if you really felt that way, you’d care more, right now you’re just being a bad friend” 

“Hey, man-” Pope tried speaking up but you lifted your hand telling him to stop. JJ hadn’t moved from his spot by the railing, and Sarah and Kie were already seated in the boat you were supposed to leave on. 

Sick of fighting for a right to have feelings you began walking away, quietly speaking as you left “Fuck you, Jb.” 

John B rolled his eyes, dropping it and going to the boat. Pope sighed. “Are we gonna at least wait for her?” “Pope, do you want a chance to get to this cross or not?” 

JJ watched as Pope and John B got into the boat with the girls, before looking back in the direction you had just walked in. “Hey, you guys go ahead, we’ll catch up.” 

“JJ, what do you mean-” “Just go without me I’ll meet you guys later!” and with that, he was off. Following the trail, you had just taken. 

It didn’t take him long to catch up with you, it never did. “Hey there, pretty lady,” He said, coming up behind you. You turned to face the boy, now leaning against a similar railing to the one JJ had just been leaning on a few moments prior. 

He smiled at you, not expecting one back but getting a small one in return. “They leave?” you asked softly, your eyes not leaving JJ as he moved to stand beside you. “Yeah,” ���without you?” “I’m sure they’ll make do,” JJ joked, nudging you slightly.

You moved your gaze to the floor, wondering what to say next but speaking before figuring it out. “You understand right? Why I’m exhausted? Why I can't keep doing this but do it anyway?” JJ began nodding along but you continued before he could verbally respond. 

“Like why it’d be hard, that doesn’t make me a bad friend, right? I do everything for you guys. I hope he realizes that I hope they all do. I hope you do” As you finished, you looked back up at your boyfriend, seeing the soft look on his face.  

Suddenly JJ threw his arm around your shoulders, grinning at you. You caught the vibe he was throwing your way, he was trying to lighten the mood. You helped, taking the old baseball cap off his head and putting it on your own, smiling at his hat hair.

“You know you’re my favorite right? Like even Pope can’t compete” You scoffed lightheartedly, “Yeah, I better be”

JJ fixed his hair before he stood in front of you, slowly walking backward as he spoke, “Wanna go back to the chateau? Think there’s some beer left in that cooler” You were already following his lead, “It’s probably warm” he shrugged in response, “so we’ll drink it warm”

“What about the cross?” “If they need our help they can just, I don’t know, yell super loud,” You laughed at this, and laughed some more when JJ fist-bumped the air before turning to walk properly and putting his arm around you. 

“So steal John B’s beer?” “Steal John B’s beer”

[essycogany]

Why Sonic Prime Shouldn’t Be Canon

There will be 0 disrespect to anyone involved in this post.

Introduction

Think whatever you want to think and make your own conclusions after reading this. Prime is an entertaining show. This is only for whoever wonders why I talk about this show a certain way. Yes, the consistency in the franchise is already shattered to pieces, (no pun intended) but the excuse implies the mistakes in the past shouldn’t be improved upon. Making things worst doesn’t fix anything. Also, give the franchise a little credit, there’s more obvious reasons to believe this show isn’t canon then stuff in the games and IDW.

Why Are We Told Prime Is Canon

1. The writer for the games/comics and the director stated Prime was canon. I assume in order to sell the show and make it seem more important than it is. That’s not even an insult because so far, Prime impacts nothing in canon.

Ian Flynn: “It doesn’t matter, b/c Prime wipes itself out. It’s something after Advance 3, but otherwise, it’s moot. I didn’t want to sour anyone’s expectations or investment by spoiling how Prime resolves, that’s all. If you enjoyed it, awesom. Savor it. If you didn’t, then you can safely ignore it. Simple as that.”

2. While I don’t remember who said this, it’s also been stated Prime went through changes. It was originally meant to be written as its own thing and hilariously ended up feeling less canon because of this change. Which you’ll probably notice in a bit. Long story short Sonic Prime, like the movies and shows, is a disposable adaptation you can love or hate.

3. Aside from Sonic and Shadow, you aren’t able to spend enough time with the OG cast or world, so you’d need to know and understand them outside of Prime. Which debatably isn’t enough, but that’s a can of worms I feel plenty have already opened up, so I’ll only simplify it later. In the end, the show never gets time to establish itself in the OG world. Which has a terrible impact on the writing, but let’s move on.

Side Note: No, the shatterverse crew don’t count in my opinion. While they are similar to the OGs they are still their own characters with separate personalities and issues in their own worlds. They are similar, but not the same.

Evidence

Prime feels more like an origin story without the continuity of the games.

Example 1: Green Hill is Sonic and his friend’s home. Despite the games and IDW have them live everywhere that isn’t Green Hill. Classic timeline included. They barely talk about the place. I recommend watching “Where The Heck Does Sonic Live?” on YouTube. If you want the short of it, I’ll explain a few points and add my own as well.

Here’s most of the different homes these characters lived in.

Station Square, the Mystic Ruins, Emerald Town, and others use to be homes they stayed in and they’re never mentioned. It’s like they put the modern cast into the classic timeline. Which still had them not live in Green Hill. Heck, Shadow, Rouge, and Big are shown in Green Hill too and they didn’t even exist during the classic era.

This is how Green Hill is seen in IDW.

Sure looks like people use to live in this place. Sarcasm aside, Green Hill either wasn’t special enough for them to keep living in or they never lived there before and this was conjured up because Green Hill is constantly used in the games.

Even people who knows the bare minimum about Sonic lore would understand how baloney this is. Especially since Sonic and the gang has been established to be found in other places. Which is shown in the Origin cutscenes. They don’t clarify in the show who exactly lives in Green Hill and who doesn’t. They treat it like everyone’s home. Shows how much we know about these characters within Sonic Prime, doesn’t it?

Example 2: No other group of Sonic characters, locations, or worlds are ever mentioned/referenced. In Prime the blue blur meeting Chaos!Sonic should’ve reminded him of Metal!Sonic, but he talks as if he’s never seen another version of himself in his life. “Is that a… knock off me?” The lack of robot knowledge in this show is crazy when given more errors.

“Robots without flickies? Now that’s new.” I believe everyone knows how false this line is. Also, Orbot and Cubot doesn’t exist until Colors. (though Orbot is in Unleashed) Which is a problem because Prime is suppose to take place directly after Advanced. Which had several games before Colors. Where they didn’t exist.

Example 3: The OG cast though similar, still have their differences.

Big: He’s treated like a core member of the team when he’s not in anything else. Bro doesn’t even get much to do or say at all. He’s just there for the most part.

Knuckles: He meets Sonic in a completely different setting then in actual canon and doesn’t seem to live on Angel Island for some reason. At least not by what was shown.

Eggman: Still relatively fine, but teaming up with anyone even himself never turns out well. He usually doesn’t care for sharing his spotlight.

Rouge: Same thing as Big besides Dream Team. In the games/comics she usually does her own thing. And is also more sneaky and unpredictable while Prime shows off her more leadership side. She’s kind of half and half in the same to different category.

Tails: Surprisingly more closed off then usual and almost seems to switch sides with Sonic in the personality department. Emotionally that is.

Amy: She’s more of a motherly figure than anything else. Amy’s bird friend is pink instead of blue like in SA1. They also treat it like it’s always been with her but hasn’t. She’s also incredibly calm and collected compared to how she was during the 2000s. The time the Advance games where coming out. She was written pretty differently to say the least.

Not to mention one line in the entire show is the only indication of Amy’s crush on Sonic. It was implied not shown.

Sonic: He’s almost treated as an amalgamation of different variations before him. Except it’s his first time getting into an issue he isn’t ready to handle. Because he caused it. On top of that, this guy also carries most of his friends emotional traits. Amys’ excitement, Tails’ saddens, and Knuckles’ anger. Here’s why.

Prime!Sonic seems to be naturally affectionate then in canon since he hugs almost everyone in it. He’s also more emotionally triggered, childish, and inexperience while Game!Sonic isn’t. And has never been shown to be either. Not even in the IDW comics or games with Classic!Sonic. A younger version of him. Don’t get me started on the differences to the 2000 games like Advanced. Game!Sonic then was more introverted while Prime!Sonic is very extroverted. He also panics a bunch. As if he’s not use to terrible things happening frequently.

He can be very wimpy and whiny when it comes to confrontations. Which was never a thing before in any other media. At least not to the point where he’s begging and pleading to people over and over again. I’ll even admit this Sonic isn’t the smartest either. He’s the Sonic you’d be the most convinced to believe is a teenage boy. Besides Movie!Sonic.

Of course Prime!Sonic is still Sonic, but he’s as much of a Sonic as every other version of him. He’s not the same guy who use to not be a fan of hugs. Who can deal with atrocities without freaking out once. The character who hasn’t even officially cried up to this point. Who is just now starting to open up and is still having trouble with it. The silly hedgehog isn’t too out of character but is enough to not be called the same character. Sure, Sonic’s characterization is inconsistent in the games, but I’d say the 2010s is less out of character and more one noted. He at least carries these traits even if not written well.

- The “sentimental” line in S1 Ep6 is one of the few out of character things he says. Even if the blue blur thought this, he’d never say it out loud.

Shadow: He’s the best written character in the show. Not to mention the most accurate to how he is in canon. Even compared to some of the games and comics. He’s the true MVP of Sonic Prime and has the most common sense. I only hate how he’s literally pushed to the curve in every season. And how Shadow’s backstory is never referenced. Only implied by Sonic screaming his name when he plummets to his doom. But I’d argue that’s more so because Shadow is the last person left who isn’t implied to be dead. Sure, it reminds people of SA2, but that’s all it really is. A reminder not a direct reference.

I will clarify I don’t dislike the show for being different. I dislike the show calling itself canon despite it’s differences.

Conclusion

I know Prime “wipes itself out” but the original world doesn’t have the same continuity of the games either. The established world and lore in Prime is barely connected to the Games due to the writing, so wiping the shatterverse out doesn’t help. These may be small details but if you’re a person who might be interested in getting into the fandom it becomes small details that makes big differences.

I’m not saying if you think the show is canon you’re wrong. Actually you are 100% correct. It’s been confirmed multiple times and the deed was already done. I just don't think it should be. Does it really matter? It depends on what you think. Is Sonic Prime being canon a bad thing? I’d say yes and no. While I don’t think it was the best move, as long as Sonic Prime exists on its own, there’s nothing to worry about. Prime being canon isn’t a crime. It just makes no sense. I’ll leave it at that.

Stay Creative! 💜

[kel-lance]

Team Bonding: JJK students x reader x sukuna Part 1

- TW: Dead dove dont read (DDDR) Minors do not interact (MDNI): SA, Physical Assault, DubCon, NonCon, Mindbreak, Public Humiliation, Multiple manipulation, RWORD, PTSD, a lot more.

- Premise: Characters are (18+) (Reader is 21) Jujutsu College au where things are the same but they found yuuji/He ate the finger at 18/+ the start of college.

- Yuuji “came back” after two months of “being dead” and you’re in charge of the training for today for the kyoto sister event.

- Sukuna switches with yuuji in this and chaos ensues :/

Edit: I reread this a month later and guys oh my god. i wrote these time patches of time, right after hitting the rig, and then blacking out after a few paragraphs im sorry ill actually write this time.

You were coming back from a mission that took about 2 weeks due to traveling and tracking down a spirit as the higher ups were testing your Light Manipulation. You know it was hard for everyone the death of one of the freshmen, now you look after Nobara with Megumi. 

You’re the only 3rd year and they all knew you loved your pride. Something about being the “oldest” (since the seniors are all granted weekly missions.), the authority that just made looking up at them, was just an excuse to point your nose up high, and only got depressed for a /day/ when you found out Kamo was 5 days older than you. 

You’re like an older sister or mom to them, with a few exceptions. The days were leading up to the Kyoto sisterhood school match, while everyone was meeting up to train, Gojo introduces Yuuji back to everyone. 

You’re all shocked to say the least. Gojo was acting normally the whole time, that bastard. “(Y/n)’s in charge of sparring today. I’ll come back later with Shoko in case Yuta’s too tired.” He teased at his baby cousin before he left. He was probably referencing to take it easy pn yuta, he probably beat his ass showing him a new technique.  

You ignored him yet again and started to pair everyone up. “Nobara and Yuta, Panda and Maki, Toge and Megumi,” leaving you with Yuuji. “We’ll take it slow zombie.” 

- Into the match you cursed, “Shit- he’s so durable.” But you loved that. You threw yourself back and used your fingers to catch and push yourself away from Yuuji’s next punch. “He’s a close range fighter, too.” You feel like you found your match in terms of adaptability. 

You fix your stance, both legs balances one in front of the other, knees bend, your body lowers and fingers and knees bent, ready at any time to change from offense to defense. You find his eyes again and don’t dare break contact as he’s fast. Faster than you, a blink could be worse than a misstep.

This was new as you always held yourself back from seriously harming your classmates. That pride doesn’t come from nowhere. Your favorite sparring partner is Todo, because he can get close and handle/not hold back punches. 

It felt like you were getting beaten with respect, not like what I want to do to my underclassmen. What good would they learn from losing a time from sitting in the infirmary so often? But this was different.

You felt like you were fighting Maki on drugs, or with cursed energy, and was face to face to Yuuji, as he pinned you down. He was almost like Todo, but you couldn’t read him since you just met.

“Where’s your pride now?” He had enough of your poking and prodding. No warm welcome, not even a nice reaction from his friends. But he knew it was serious to you, so out of respect, he’ll follow suite. He’ll show off what he learned in his training with Gojo. 

“Shut up Cannibal Corpse.” You teased back, smashing your forehead into the T of his face, hoping he’d be able to take it. 

He backs and stands up, hand covering his face. He stopped in a way to let you know he needed a second. Blood coming from his nose? Or his mouth?

“Oh shit, are you okay?” You stand up too, turning to yell for your medic. “Yuu-“ You’re thrown back by the scruff of your collar landing on your shoulder, butt and hands, scratching them. 

“Woah, dude, look I’m sorry,” You huff, rubbing your scraped skin as you slowly stood again. “I thought you could handle it.” You tried to ease the tension, coming close to him to see if he was alright.

He doesn’t look at you, but you feel an energy forming around him. You didn’t know what this could be, his cursed energy? Why does it feel so suffocating? 

“(Y/N)!” Megumi tries to get his shikigami to get you out of his proximity but they were slaughtered in a a blink of an eye. 

“What the hell was going on, where is the enemy?” You quickly looked up and down, about to grab Yuuji and run. 

But your face was cupped so hard your chin could’ve snapped. Pinkie was looking down at you with cold eyes. Why were you letting this happen? You were in charge, you’re the oldest. You don’t resist but give a look of what the fuck back to him. 

“Sukuna! Let her Go!” Megumi screamed. The other students semi surrounding you both.

“She’s so fun, though.” Yuuji cocks a smile, your brain still trying to make sense of what’s happening and who was really in danger here. You glare harder at him, knowing if you struggled, he would like it, and that it was cause you more pain. You couldn’t freak them out anymore, you’ve gotta get this under control. 

“Tell you what, since /I’m/ the oldest,” He gave your cheeks a squeeze. “I’ll take over this bonding sparring whatever ur stupid sensei said. Putting a woman in charge… ha! I’ll show you a type of bond you all can share.”

He tears off the front of your shirt, holding your body closer, but you still say nothing but feel hate for him. Trying to humiliate you in front of your classmates, like you’re not in your sports bra most of the time. It didn’t bother you that you were semi exposed, you knew you looked good, but what was the reason?

Everyone started to yell and tell him to stop, ignoring the embarrassing sight Sukuna tried to use. Of course they didn’t care about your body, they had to figure out a way to separate you both carefully. You turn to face your classmates.

“It’s okay guys, if he wanted me dead he would’ve killed me by now.” You shoot your eyes back and look glare into Sukuna’s eyes, not the same bright, round eyes you first saw before anything else. You look harder.

“Yuuji’s still in there somewhere.”

Sukuna laughs. “You guys misunderstand. I said I’m in charge,” His other arm that was holding your torso back starts to move down the curve of your body, stopping at your outer thigh and squeezing roughly. “Todays lesson is, endurance. This one here,” He holds you up by your neck, as you’re trying to use your upper body strength up get higher, to get some air but his wrists alone are strong enough for him to pick u up easily. “will stomach all I will give her.” 

He brings you back down, coughing for air as licks a tear from your cheek. He reverts his eyes back to your helpless friends. “Your part now is to endure, all the way til the end, then my game can start.” 

You honestly couldn’t care what he was talking about, you could take whatever ridiculous match he has set up but to involve your mates? it wasn’t a sense of pride anymore but of respect of your friends. You just met this prick, the only thing stopping you from beating his ass to hell is that you saw their reaction about his supposed death. You didn’t want to be the real reason this time, well could you?

If worse comes to worst, you should be fine. You could take a beating, you had no problem being fought by a special grade curses and even showing off before Gojo gets here. Once you get out of his grip you can get everyone to attack. You’re the only thing in the way though you wouldn’t mind being taken with him if it comes to it. how heroic would that date be.

“Interrupt at all, even think about it, and I will end them, you, then anyone else I can find after.” He says to no-one. The parasite everyone was so on edge about needed a moment to breathe?

He huffs for a second, you thought there was a light in his eyes as he tried to let you go. You soften your look when- “Ah ah ah.” Sukuna takes over again, pinning you back to him, his other hand clapping around your neck. “I said I’d end them, and then you all.” He repeats to Yuuji. “Just shut up, watch, and then I’ll go away. It’s so boring being cooped up in this brat all day.” In all this, Yuuji’s trying to fight back? He can see this? Was anyone going to tell you what the fuck was going on. “Id rather be in this one instead.” 

You felt the energies around you shrink down, though, agitated. It seems they knew about what was happening to Yuuji and seeing them scared like this wasn’t really a good sign for you. They can get scared of course, but all of them? Together like this? This was not how you wanted to traumatize them, what would they learn other than powerlessness?

“Let go already, you’ll leave a mark on my neck.” You choked out. 

“You don’t have the brains to worry about that after I’m done with you.”

You roll your eyes at him earning a slap. You fell the ground shake and your friends winced at the sound. “Fuck-“ You shot up from the ground holding your steering hot cheek, right before he kicks you back down, leaving you sprawled and confused at the assault. 

You haven’t been hit like that in years. Tears weld up in your eyes and you choke on a memory that’s created this boastful monster.

Sukuna frowned, “I thought you were tougher than that. Maybe this won’t be as fun as I thought. I knew I should’ve started with the short girl over there.” 

You spit at him. “Don’t touch her, I’ll fucking kill you.” You blink to clear your vision and suppress the overwhelming memory. You glare at him before finding Nobara’s eyes. If they were 2+ years younger than you, you’d joke that they’re just a kid, but Nobi, your new baby sister,Like hell you’d let anyone make her feel how you felt. She was tough like you, even tougher you thought, because of how different you were, but still ended up similar.

“Tell me have any of you tried her out yet?” 

You could only look out to see your friends gritting their teeth and weapons. Panda speaks up, “She’s our best fighter.” Hoping to lead away from this devious situation. You’ve already fought them all, and won. Is kuna trying to piss you off more? You ignore his assaults, the unfamiliar hands now controlling you. 

“That’s just perfect.” He pulls your hips to connect to his, and your heart stops. You can feel it.

You actually freeze this time. Is he actually going to do it? You’d rather be beaten half to death or even to death, but how hard he was behind you, it birthed a black hole in your stomach. 

Your body goes limp, unconsciously submitting to him, your eyes fall, not being able to look at anyone else. Will he be quick, will they fight for me? Is this what he really wants? Or is this just the start? 

He picks you up and drops you to your knees painfully, still holding onto your collar. “Don’t try to run unless u want all their heads stringed together.” He says to you. 

Everyone else watches, clutching each other or their weapons tighter, trying to think of a way, when they can go in, or if they even see when Gojo was coming back . 

Grabbing your chin and lifting it up, he looks down at you and smacks you again. Your ear is on fire. The strike of his finger felt like a whip onto the side of your face. He hits you again, then again, and again. 

You huff, picking yourself up slowly each time. If you didn’t, he’d step on your fingers, almost trying to grind the bones inside. 

Sukuna raises his hand as you stare down and with this one, he sends you to the feet of Toge, Yuta, and Panda. 

They look down at you, mixed feelings of guilt, anger, sorrow,. You speak to them through swelling cheeks, “Don’t worry you guys, I’ll be even stronger after this. Get ready cause next tim-”

Sukuna comes by and grabs you by the hair, dragging you to back to your original spot, tears and blood now messing up your face. 

“You look so stupid right now.” He sneers. “You should see yourself.”  At this point you were exhausted from holding yourself back from beating the shit out of him. 

“Everyone,” He raises his voice for an announcement. “take your phones out and take a picture from your favorite parts of the lesson, okay?” 

He tilts your head towards his, takes out Yuuji’’s phone from his pocket and snaps a picture of you both. *click*

[cyanide-mustard]

Chapter 4 ~ I don't have the words to describe (how much you mean to me)

On Ao3

Chapter 4: Fitting into a New Skin

Summary:

James makes a new friend, gets closer with a known friend and comes up with a plan to "fix" her relationship with close friends.

Notes:

AN: There’s gonna be more build up because I cannot imagine this girl falling through a portal and like two weeks after they’re all like let’s fuck lmao. Let me know what you guys think! Here's the alphabet and just a reminder that the translations are always in the end notes! :) A=𝜩, B=𝜣, C=𝝃, D=𝛴, E=𝜓, F=𝝇, G=𝝋, H=𝝺, I=𝛃, J=𝝣, K=𝝥, L=𝟄, M=𝟇, N=𝞖, O=𝝠, P=𝝮, Q=𝞈, R=𝞀, S=𝞏, T=𝞔, U=𝞒, V=𝞃, W=𝝸, X=𝞹, Y=𝞾, Z=𝞙

Chapter Text

“I go on walk,” James said as she stood up abruptly and moved towards the large door of the lab.

“Wait, where are you going to walk?” Viktor asks.

“Outside. I need…I want… I need 𝜩𝛃𝞀….𝞏𝝮𝜩𝝃𝜓” She says desperately, unable to find the word she’s looking for in Piltovian.

“Do you want us to come with you?”

“No, just James, just me” She said firmly before realizing her tone. “Please” she added but not as a question.

She closed the door behind her.

“She’ll be fine,” Jayce said to his partner.

When 10 minutes passed Jayce told Viktor to relax and that she was fine. When 20 minutes passed Jayce told Viktor that she was probably looking at the scenery. When 20 turned to 30 Jayce didn’t give any explanations and when 40 minutes passed they decided to look for her.

They didn’t have to look for long before they heard the sounds of laughter down the hall. When they reached the room at the end of the hall they were shocked by the sight of James sitting with none other than counselor Medarda, both eating a sticky pastry and laughing.

“Pilt𝝠vian hard to l𝜓arn but th𝜓y help. Th𝜓y are like this” James pointed to her sticky pastry.

“Sticky?”

“Haha no no, tast𝜓”

“Oh they are sweet… they are kind”

“Yes, they are kind”

The two women turned around noticing the men.

“Ahh boys, I was just talking to your lovely friend here. I didn’t know Jayce’s childhood friend was such wonderful company, where have you been hiding her?”

“Oh uh yeah, She lives in a small village up in the mountains so I don’t see her often. She’s living with us while she learns Piltovian”

“I didn’t know you knew another language Jayce, I thought Viktor was the only one of the two of you who was bilingual” she said with a hint of suspicion in her voice.

“I don’t speak it often I’m a bit rusty”

“While I’ll let her return to you, I’ve taken up too much of her time already” she turned to James, reaching her arm out, James responded by grasping her lower forearm, to which Mel responded in kind. Both women bowed their heads.

“Goodbye James, I look forward to the next time we meet”

“Goodbye Mel”

When Mel left, the two men were left there trying to play catch up in their minds on what just happened.

“Why does Mel think you’re my childhood friend?” Jayce questioned

“Oh uh… I told her umm.. Not truth”

“You lied to her?”

“Yes I lied”

“That’s my girl” Jayce looked at James in awe “did you hear that Vik? She lied to a counselor, wait no, not a counselor, Medarda, she lied to the counselor Mel Medarda”

Viktor rolled his eyes at his partner’s antics but was impressed by James gaining favour with the counselor so quickly

“Looks like we have a thing or two to learn from our James here” Viktor said before he questioned her, “What was that thing you did before she left? That arm thing you did”

“Oh that fr𝝠m my home, 𝟇𝞾 𝞒𝞖𝛃𝞃𝜓𝞀𝞏𝜓, it is 𝝠h ugh what is word. It is 𝜩 𝞏𝛃𝝋𝞖 𝝠𝝇 𝞀𝜓𝞏𝝮𝜓𝝃𝞔, Mel and James are same on l𝜓vel, we s𝜓e each 𝝠ther the same”

“Why don’t you do that with us?” Jayce asked, partly joking, partly curious. James blushed at his question

“That not sam𝜓, there diff𝜓rent 𝝠ne, I tell you but n𝝠t now. Lat𝜓r”

“Oh speaking of later, Caitlyn will be here in 20 minutes”

James became giddy at the mention of the girl and their shopping plans for the afternoon.

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The two women walked through the streets headed to the shopping district. The conversation was stilted at first, with a language barrier and no Jayce or Viktor buffer the conversation.

James broke the awkward silence first with slow stilted words.

“I am s𝝠rry I do not talk mor𝜓. It is hard t𝝠 learn” She had been correcting and practicing what she wanted to say on the whole walk. “At my hom𝜓, I talked a lot. It is hard not t𝝠 talk a lot now. I am too 𝞈𝞒𝛃𝜓𝞔, I do not like it. I am not …. me”

After a moment of silence, Caitlyn spoke.

“I understand. Feeling not like me, not like yourself” Caitlyn offers a soft smile. “Try, and if you can’t say it in Piltovian say it in your language and I will still listen”

They both stopped walking. James places her hand on Cait’s upper arm.

“Thank you Caitlyn”

They continued to walk, now in comfortable silence.

“Do you know what a bet is?” Cait asked

“A bet? No this is n𝜓w word”

“A bet is putting money down on something you think is likely to happen and if you’re right you get money from the other person but if you're wrong you lose your money.”

“Oo𝝠kay…”

“Like I would bet $15 that Viktor will blow something up in the lab tonight”

“Oh a 𝜣𝜓𝞔!”

Then she looked at James with a mischievous grin.

“Wanna place a bet on fast we can finish our shopping”

James matched her grin.

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James won $10 in the end. They were done within an hour and a half with 8 bags in between the two of them. Caitlyn and James were incredibly efficient shoppers, getting everything the two of them wanted or needed in impressive timing. They even bought bathing suits; James lit up when hearing about some of the beautiful lakes in the outer parts of Piltover. After telling Cait how she used to swim regularly in her home world, she promised James they would put them to use soon.

The front door was locked, but thankfully James had been given a key for situations just like this. She placed her bags down as soon as she stepped through the door. Before she even got a chance to take off her shoes, she heard muffled sounds from further in the house. She leaned forward to hear the sound better but she should have taken 5 steps back with the moan that cut through the house. If there had been a mirror James would have been able to see that her face was as bright red as a tomato. She decided that now was a good time for another 30 minute walk, so as quietly as she could, she turned around and walked out the door, locking it behind her.

It was bound to happen, the two men were dating, of course they would have sex, in fact it was surprising that she hadn’t already accidentally heard anything. The guilt started to fester within James. She was throwing a wrench in their lives, she was an intrusion in their house and they were just waiting for her to go home. She didn’t know how to get home though. She knows she wasn’t the cause of the portal, the real reason was clouded behind a wall of mist in her mind; everytime she tries to walk through it pushes her back, telling her not yet; when it’s time the mist will clear. She was hoping that she had been led to Jayce and Viktor because they could help her find a way back but she would do it by herself if it meant they got to continue on with their lives without interruptions.

When she returned home she listened for a second to make sure Jayce and Viktor were done with their “activities”. Satisfied with the lack of sound, she slammed the door behind her, announcing her arrival to the house, before picking up the bags she left in the hallway from her first time entering, and brought them to her room.

The exhaustion from the day and the past two weeks caught up to her as she stripped from her clothes of the day and buried herself under the covers. Tomorrow she would make sure she wasn’t a burden.

Notes:

𝜩𝛃𝞀, 𝞏𝝮𝜩𝝃𝜓 = Air, space, 𝟇𝞾 𝞒𝞖𝛃𝞃𝜓𝞀𝞏𝜓 = My universe, 𝜩 𝞏𝛃𝝋𝞖 𝝠𝝇 𝞀𝜓𝞏𝝮𝜓𝝃𝞔 = A sign of respect, 𝞈𝞒𝛃𝜓𝞔 = Quiet, 𝜣𝜓𝞔 = bet

Taglist: @im-just-a-simp-le-whore

[girl-in-a-bubbl3]

Glamrock Bonnie(FNAF) x Reader Part 4

Not enough sassy Bonnie fanfic so here we go...I'll try to upload at least once a week.

Notes:

AU Fanfic/NonCanon

Bonnie is terrible but he likes you

5 greenrooms on RSR (we include Monty)

Sun/Moon are the same animatronic

Moon has a lil touch of the virus

Will probably be some spicy parts so...18+

Also just using the gif to have a gif... we know Bonnie is actually blue in this house B)

You repeated the same routine with Bonnie that you had with the other animatronics, starting with the scan. As you went to take out your tablet, Bonnie held up his hand in protest.

“No scans. You see the issue. Fix it.”

You sighed. “I have to do the scan, Bonnie. Your system is one of the most complicated networks that I’ve ever seen. I don’t want anything to go wrong.”

Bonnie continued to have that same sour expression on his face to make it clear that he wasn’t enjoying himself but he didn’t make any further comments. He knew you had to do it.

The results took a little longer than normal and you finally saw why. The ear issue popped up, just as you had expected, but there was something else. Some unidentified error? The error itself was somehow encrypted because you couldn't get in to figure out the issue. What is that?

“The ear, peeps.” You looked up to see Bonnie narrowing his eyes at you. He knows there’s something else.

“I think… I think there’s another thing. Some kind of err-“

“I know there’s something else. It’s not a problem. I put it there. Just. Fix. My. Ear.”

Okay that’s enough.

“You know, Bonnie, you’ve been so rude to me since our very first conversation and I’m literally just here to help. It’s my first day and it’s been pretty great aside from you being such a jackass.” You crossed your arms and took a step back. “If you want me to fix your ear, then the least you can do is be cordial. If you can’t do that, then just go back to your green room and I’ll put in my notes that no repairs were done since you want to be so ungodly uncooperative.”

You expected snark or more attitude but instead a new expression stuck to Bonnie’s face. Surprise. You assumed he wasn’t used to anyone actually standing their ground against him. Or maybe you were completely wrong and he was thinking of ways to shove you in the gutters of Bonnie Bowl.

Bonnie blinked at you for a moment before he looked down and started pretending there was something more interesting on his claws that he needed to inspect.

“The file is something I made. I was tired of them giving me resets to ‘fix’ me.” His voice dripped with venom when he said the word. “So I created a barrier. There’s nothing wrong with me. I just want to be who I am.”

Bonnie mumbled the last part. You felt his words tug at your heart strings. You weren’t sure what resets were but it didn’t sound like something someone would prefer. You made a mental note to ask Freddy later since you didn’t want to make Bonnie talk about something that upset him.

You nodded and sighed. “I know you’ve created your own barrier-which is pretty impressive, might I add, and we’ll address that later-but as long as I can help it, that won’t happen to you again. Animatronic or not, all of you are very obviously your own people, with quirks and personalities and different traits. And if you want to be an asshole then that’s your right.”

Now it was your turn to mumble the last part.

Bonnie couldn’t help but flash you a grin. Despite his remarks you really were starting to enjoy his company. You didn’t really know anyone here. You were lonely and something inside you made you think that Bonnie was lonely too. Definitely misunderstood.

You turned to your tablet and started looking at the plans for repair. Thankfully you didn’t have to open up his faceplate but you did need to remove the ear and replace it with a new one. The actual repair of the part itself would just take way too long and be way too tedious. The manufacturer could easily repair it. Unfortunately for you both, there were no Bonnie ears in the small Gator Golf maintenance room.

"So, bad news."

"I hate bad news." Bonnie narrowed his eyes at you.

"Well, tough shit because we have to go get you a replacement ear from Parts & Services."

You saw the end of Bonnie's lip twitch. I know he's fighting a smile.

"Come on." You waved towards the door and started walking out. "Let's get this done sooner rather than later." You heard Bonnie grumbling as he quickly caught up to walk beside you.

You walked in silence most of the way before you started to feel antsy. You could be silent while you worked but you wanted to talk when there was nothing occupying your attention.

"Sooo..."

"No."

Bonnie kept walking with his head forward.

"What do you mean 'no'? You don't even know what I was going to ask!"

"You were going to talk. That alone is enough for a 'no'."

"Oh come on, Bonnie. Don't be like that. We're going to work together so we can at least be friendly."

"Yeah who knows how long you're even going to be here. The mechanics typically don't last long."

"Would that have something to do with your attitude?"

Bonnie shot you a look and you giggled.

"You're getting too comfortable, dollface. Might have to bring you down a peg."

"And how are you going to do that?"

Bonnie flashed you a dangerous grin as shimmering, maroon irises met yours.

"You'll see."

You stood there for a second, trying to decide whether that made you nervous or excited you until he started walking faster so he was getting ahead of you.

"Hey! Wait up!"

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You wondered how he even managed to do what he did. The outer casing of all of the animatronics were pretty seamless so it had to have been something a little drastic. Upon closer inspection, you saw some tiny abrasions and a tear where the silicone covering would lay, protecting those very delicate wires inside. The paint around them was also… different. Like someone tried to hide them but didn’t blend the new paint well enough.

“How did you even do this?"

Bonnie shrugged. "Doorframes are too low, sometimes I don't think about how my ears add a little extra height."

Sure. You decided not to push it.

The overall repair went pretty well. Someone who had no background in engineering could probably repair the bots easily with the detailed and illustrated repair guides for every single thing to do with the animatronics.

You were finishing connecting the new ear as you stood on a little step stool. Even with the table lowered and Bonnie bending his head, you were still a little too short to see how you needed to. The stool gave you an extra foot to help you put things in properly.

With the final click, you went to stand back to admire your work before the realization that you weren't on the floor kicked in way too late. You were falling backwards. Fast.

And just as fast as your started falling backwards, you were being snatched back up before you came close to hitting the floor. You squeezed your eyes closed, not understanding what was happening, until you were suddenly, completely still and, surprisingly, upright.

Slowly opening your eyes and observing what was going on, the scene before you had you melting into a puddle of mush.

You were wrapped in Bonnie's arms and nestled right on his lap. He snatched you up. Your face was so close to his that your noses almost touched. You could feel the heat coming from his body which you assume is why you heard his internal fans go into overdrive.

Both of you were frozen in place, not sure who should make the first move... or what that move should even be. You felt Bonnie's hands tighten, ever so slightly, and then loosen again. It was like he didn't believe you were even real.

You were struck with tiny details that you hadn't noticed before. Like how he was breathing. You know he didn't need to, but he did. You thought he would be cold and metallic but he was so warm and his casing was obviously made out of something that was more comfortable than just metal or plastic. And the blue... is that tiny little blue fibers? He wasn't just metal. He had fur.

You slowly ran your finger across his collar area, feeling the teeny blue hairs that were densely packed together. The texture was pleasing and you wondered how you hadn't noticed them before.

You heard a strained noise come from Bonnie's voice box which snapped you out of your daze and felt him quickly set you back down on the ground. He moved around you and took a few steps back to create some distance.

He was obviously very flustered, just as much as you were, and he started to rub the back of his neck as he spoke quietly.

"Thanks, peeps. I'll uh...I'll see you again tomorrow."

"Yeah, tomorrow for sure."

He gave you a small smile as he started for the door. You were packing up your things when you heard him call from the doorway.

"Come by Bonnie Bowl tomorrow night. We'll have a proper game. I'll even invite the others so it doesn't hurt as bad when you all lose together."

You looked back at the tall, blue bunny standing in the doorway and smiled at him. "That sounds great. I'll see you there."

"'Night, peeps."

"'Night, Bonnie."

You stood there in silence. You didn't know how to feel about everything that just happened. All you could think about was Bonnie's large hands, pressing against your back to keep you secured in place. And then your thoughts started drifting to those same hands in other places. He was so strong and so fast. He could do whatever he wanted to you...

Oh dear God what am I even thinking?!

You rubbed your face and tried shaking your head to clear the thoughts that invaded your mind. Packing up your tools you checked your watch to see the time.

4:41 am.

You felt a little wave of panic as you quickly packed up the rest of your things and started rushing toward the daycare. You were so, so very behind.

To be continued...

Authors Note:

Hi friends! I was planning on posting once a week but it seems like once a day has been my jam lately lol. There are a few parts of the story that I would like to tweak but I will update when that happens (not sure when that will be). I did decide that I wanted Bonnie to be a little more than just metal. I just imagine him with like...teeny tiny little blue hair fibers lol. So far I'm liking the direction it's going but it's literally all angst and slooooow burn madness right now. This is my first fanfic that I've actually stuck with so I'm proud of it either way lol. Feel free to give me feedback or recommend more fics I could do!

[moldypoff]

I NEED TO GET THIS OUT BEFORE SOMEONE BEATS ME TO IT

Crack Mouthwashing AU where Jamboy gets sedated and we give him one of those procedures once Anya tells you instead of Cap’n abt being pregnant (still pre-crash). Or- idk, I mean you and Daisuke (because it’s a crack au and nobody gives a shit)

This is also an AU purely based on a conversation I had with @bananamaxpng

Anywho, this AU will be called

SEA HORSE MOUTHWASHING AU

Is this original? No, technically @bananamaxpng made it but I would like to build on it! (Thank you so much for the idea dude, I dunno if you want to take it seriously and make it your thing but if you do I’ll gladly stop my thing!)

I WILL BE MAKING FANART FOR THIS AU

Random headcanons and OG convo I had with bananamaxpng under the cut

I wanna say it happens somewhere after the birthday party fiasco (I need to refresh my memory on the Mouthwashing timeline)

Things are tense, Curly dearest ain’t really doing much about the growing situation so Anya turns to someone else for help, you!

Good thing your a surgeon or whatever because, oh my gosh, your trained in this really fucking specific procedure

Anyways, you get Curly in on it, he gives you the greenlight, and you fucking get Japist into the Medbay and knock him tf out only to then knock him tf up (terrible wording I need to work on that)

You might be wondering, or not, because it’s pretty staightforward, “Is this legal?” HELL NO. Honestly though? What is he gonna do about it? Tell the police? Listen,

There’s no way he explain that the procedure wasn’t consensual, just like how we can’t prove Anya’s pregnancy wasn’t consensual/an accident

Jimmy can whine and complain all he wants but the company won’t do anything and the law can’t really nail anyone because there’s no concrete evidence to go off of.

For the rest of the trip though I THINK it can be somewhat smooth sailing

Everyone know’s Jimmy’s pregnant, yk what that means

A. He’s suffering, B. He’s bitching about it, C. He has to have a chaperone because he’s unstable and, well, with child, they’re not about to let him do much by himself

His routine is, as of now, consisting of eating, sleeping, bitching, getting checkups, minimal piloting, and- idk, leisure time

I know, it sounds like pampering, I get it, MUCH more than he deserves, but liiiiike, it seems like a fix no? He’s a burden, sure, but he

Can’t crash the ship because he has someone to accompany him all the time

Is kinda at the mercy of everyone because he’s tired, nauseous, ect.

a little dumber than usual (I saw a yt short about this from that one doctor guy, the brain shrinks a bit to help mama, or in this case dada, connect with baby once they’re born)

Will maybe be a better person because good soup (provided by Swansea, he know’s how to take care of someone when they’re pregnant he has kids), physically being at a disadvantage, and kinda being relieved of part of his duties might fix him.

But we know Jimmy, he literally craves power so you bet your ass at the very least he is going to try and tell everyone what to do because he’s WiTh cHilD (This is further down the line, at first he’s still going to try and do things himself but later I’d imagine he embraces it and tries to use it against everyone else)

His is renovating the ship because he is NESTING

Everything has to be cleaned, which is hard because the Tulpar has DECADES of grime to scrape away, if that feet were even plausible

He’s annoying, you can tell him to shut up but I think he’d cry, sorry (lots of stress isn’t good for this motherfather so like, you don’t need to appease him at every turn but try manipulating him into thinking you’re doing something for his sake and he’ll probably zip it then.)

Random note but he’s going to be fairly pretty in this state, something about everything inflating? (Pregnant glow, hair looking fab af, skin being clear af)

But yeah, that’s all I can think of at the moment. When the baby’s finally born- I dunno, chances are Jimama’s gonna give it up for adoption or get Anya to pay for child support/try to get her to take care of him and the kid because he’ll be hooked to pregnant princess treatment lmao (I swear if he becomes those people that keep making babies but can’t bother to take credit of them- we’re tying his tubes, on golly.)

Anywayssss, that’s all, it’s very late and I am very tired, this is poorly written please do not take this seriously.

(Og convo, as promised!)

[motherstone]

Kazu Kibuishi nearly died while making ‘Amulet.’ Two decades later, he’s completed it. – Orange County Register (ocregister.com)

A passage from the article:

But in the decade since his recovery, Kibuishi says he still feels the effects.

“It changed my life, for sure. That’s part of the reason why I can’t write as fast as I used to. I can definitely draw just as quickly; that’s just motor skill. But writing is really what takes the most time,” he says, adding his memory has been affected – sometimes he’d finish a page only to realize he’d already drawn it before. “There are certain obstacles and hurdles I have to get over. I don’t want to use it as an excuse but … I have set a standard with my former self that is very hard for this brain to match.”

Kibuishi’s memory came up when I mention an earlier meeting we’d had. Years ago, not long after he’d recovered, I’d reached out to tell him how much my family enjoyed his books and Kibuishi had invited us to visit his Bolt City Productions studio in Alhambra. While a memorable event for us, Kibuishi says he can’t remember much from that period.

“That time in my life, I just have to accept that I was a bit of an amnesiac. There’s like a crater in my memory,” he says. “I don’t know if I’ll ever fully recover from it, but I manage well, I think, despite all of that.”

That explains why Amulet turned out the way it did. I deeply regret the harsher points of my criticisms, but my points about flaws of the series still stand.

On one thing, I presumed that his injury may have played a factor, something that severe especially in the brain is not something you would 100% recover from. On the other hand, I thought it is pretty wrong to speculate or assume further about Kazu’s medical history because that’s ultimately his business to divulge or not.

So I assumed it was arrogance. I assumed that since he’s secured a good number of loyal readers, he’s just putting whatever because a.) he’s done with Amulet, and b.) people would read his books either way, so why bother with quality? Which is not only extremely bad faith of me, but also deeply insulting to Kazu as an artist. To which I am regretful, and I do apologize. He really just can’t remember. The Amulet we started with isn’t the Amulet we ended with.

That also explains his process. He’s made around 1000 draft pages for book 9, then pick and discard what he wanted to keep and honestly, I’m pretty sure someone with a direction for their story wouldn’t have such ramblings that would take 1000 pages (I myself who also draws a lot wouldn’t make that high of a number), the process overall was just yonkers. But for someone with a spotty memory… That’s probably the best method he could come up with.

But in all honesty, reading this article gave me an overwhelming sense of peace. I could live with Kazu’s reasons if it was because he’s done with Amulet, or if it was because of executive meddling, or if it was for medical reasons. Mostly because these are all problems that can be fixed. A better project, a better employer, a better work schedule, better accommodations. I still think the writing is awful and declined badly, but I’m more relieved that it isn’t because Kazu no longer cares or values his work. Ultimately, he genuinely did the best he could.

[rubydubydoo122]

Jason gets de-aged because I've seen fics of Tim or Dick being de-aged, and Bruce losing his memory, but no one has realized the potential for angst if you de-age Jason.

Bruce couldn’t do this. Sure he fights criminals on a daily basis, he’s fought aliens, hell, he’s been to space, for crying out loud. But he could not look at his dead- undead son. He could barely look at Jason as a 21 year old, much less looking how he had weeks before he died. 

“Bruce, I know this is hard, but–”

“No, Dick, you don’t, because you were off planet to even know what was happening.” It was a low blow. Bruce knew that. He knew he was burning bridges, but he wanted to be alone. He didn’t want his kids to see him break down. He could fix those bridges later. 

For a moment, Bruce could see the fiery 20 year old Dick desperately trying to be let loose, but then Dick glanced at his siblings, “Why don’t you guys go upstairs, while Bruce and I talk things through.” Dick wasn’t asking though, and they knew.

So the four of them headed up the stairs, leaving Bruce with Dick and Alfred.

“Are you going to slap me halfway across the cave again? Are you going to take away my keys again? We’ve been down this road before, Bruce. It wasn’t fun for either of us.” Dick leaned against the table and crossed his arms, “The only reason I’m not screaming at you right now is because I know that I have to be here for those kids. Cass, Tim, Steph, Duke, Damian . They need me here, but Jason? Jason doesn’t need me , he needs you . He wants you.”

Bruce thought about all the things that had driven a wall between him and his second son. “No he–”

Dick groaned, “B, when he saw me come out of the Batmobile instead of you, I could see his expression crumble.”

“When he realized you were in the cave, he was so eager to see you, Master Bruce. He was hurt when you barely acknowledged him.” Alfred placed a hand on Bruce’s shoulder, “The boy upstairs is not the broody Red Hood nor the Robin who died in that warehouse yet. He’s the child you brought into this manor to make sure he was loved. The boy, who despite all the darkness around him, still managed to shine brighter than the sun. We’re not saying this situation will be easy, Lad, but you have to try. For Jason.”

“I don't know if I can .”

“Jesus Christ. I forgot you don’t speak Emotions . Fine. I’ll give you a language you understand.” Dick went over to the computer and opened a new Mission planner “Mission: Fun Sized Jason. Rule number 1, Don’t make him upset. Rule number 2, don’t brood more than usual. Rule number 3, Don’t let Jason know something’s up between your relationship with him because that will probably break Rule number 1. Mission Objective, keep Jason happy until we can get him back to full size. Alfred is allowed to add rules and Objectives. Understood?”

And suddenly, Bruce had a little empathy for Damian’s Robin under Dick’s Batman. “Got it.” Bruce gave his oldest son a slight smile. “Honestly, this might be my hardest mission yet.”

Dick and Alfred shared a look, “You’ll do fine, Master Bruce.”

“I’m gonna check up on everyone, I can come back down once I’m done, if you want.”

“I’ll be fine, Chum, I’m just going to call Zatanna and finish putting a bit of info in.”

Dick nodded, “Alright.” He made his way to the stairs, “Goodnight Alfred, Goodnight Bruce, tell Z I said hi.”

Dick’s first destination was the kitchen. It was usually the first place Cass and Steph went after patrol. Because Steph grabs a midnight waffle for her ride home. 

Though when he got to the kitchen, it was just Cass sitting on  the counter with a mug of tea in her hands. She tilted her head, the question of are you ok clear as day. 

If Dick tried to lie, Cass would just see through him. He sat down next to her, “Everything went well with Bruce, it’s just that…”

“It’s strange, conflicting. Seeing Jason.”

“Yeah.”

“He is a cute child.” Cass rested her head on Dicks shoulder. And Dick rested his hand on hers. “Tiny.”

“Yeah,” Dick chuckled, “Like no one would’ve expected Jason to be as tall as Bruce.”

They sat together in silence until Duke came into the kitchen, and Dick patted the space next to him as an invitation. 

“I’ve been thinking, if you, or Bruce, or even Alred, need me to keep Jason company while you take a moment to work through… memories, I’d be happy to do it. I don’t have any history with him, we’re close enough to the same age.”

Dick patted Duke’s shoulder, “You’re a good brother. Just don’t let Bruce throw him on you too much because I’m trying to get him to try .”

“Maybe it’ll be easier for Bruce after he gets over the initial shock. Even Damian was shocked. He didn't even try to stab Jason. He was wearing Jason’s jacket.”

Right! Damian! And it was strange. He was having a very different reaction than Dick had expected. Dick had to talk to him, but first “Did you get a picture?”

A grin spread across Duke’s face. “I already sent it in the groupchat.”

Dick hopped off the counter, “Lovely. I’m gonna go check on him. And then I’ll check on Jason.”

“Anything you need us to do?”

“Um.. yes, there is one thing.” Dick paused for effect, “Go to bed.”

Damian was leaning on Titus in the corner of his room, with Alfred the cat in his lap. It was a strange revelation that his Akhi was his wayward brother all along. Yet, it also made perfect sense. They both were in the League, and Todd had said something about mother taking him in.  He just did not expect Todd to be Akhi . He didn’t even think that Akhi was still alive. One day Damian had been drawing next to him and the next he was gone. Akhi had two modes; Stay still, or protect. He would immediately fight whoever Damian was supposed to spar and pull him out of reach of any attackers. Akhi would hold Damian while mother was busy, or sit next to him, or follow him if Damian started to wander too far. Yet he rarely ever spoke. Maybe that’s why he never drew the connection between Todd and Akhi. Because even though Todd could be silent if he wanted to, he spouted out the signature Robin quips like second nature. Or yelled at father, taking shot after shot, barely giving father a chance to speak. And above all else, behind Todd’s eyes you could see the calculations, you could see him taking in his surroundings or contemplating risks he was willing to take in the moment, you could see him playing out plans in his head to see every possible outcome. Whereas Akhi had alway had a far off look. Like his mind was never really there. 

There was a knock at the open door, Dick leaning on the door frame, “Are you ok, Damian?”

“Tt.” He started drawing swirls into Alfreds fur, and then smoothed them out.

Dick moved to sit next to Damian. They sat in silence, though it felt like Damian could hear Dick staring with concern.

Damian spared a glance at Dick, “Todd spent time in the League. At Nanda Parbat. Under my mother’s care. With me.” Alfred’s fur was suddenly a lot more interesting than it had been minutes ago, “I didn’t even know it was him, not until a couple of hours ago. I’m the son of the greatest detective, and I didn’t even realize that my Akhi was my brother.” It was making him feel young, seeing Todd like this again, “I thought they killed him, but I- I guess they put him in the Lazerus pit after that, and then he couldn’t come back, because he had to come here, but I wish mother had– Todd, He protected me, Baba . It was only for a little while, but he protected me. He showed me kindness.” Damian met Dick’s eyes which were slightly glossy.

“Well, that does sound like Jason. He’s always had a soft spot for kids.” Dick let out a wet laugh, “He was like… your Guardian Angel.”

“That was horrible Richard. Not funny at all.” Yet Damian could feel a soft smile pulling at his lips, “But yes. He was.” 

“It’s his Bruncle instincts.”

Damian frowned, “Bruncle?”

Dick grinned “Brother-uncle. Since you see me as your Baba .”

he groaned and shoved Dick out of his pet cuddling area, “Nope. That’s it. You do not get any more speaking privileges for the rest of the day.” though he could feel a warmth spreading across his chest. 

“Come on-”

“Nope. Bye! Bye!”

“But–”

“Goodnight, Baba .”

And Damian could see Dick completely melt, “Goodnight, Bibic.”

The first thing Jason did after he stormed upstairs was grab his journal from the hidden drawer in his dresser. Screw Bruce, he was going to figure out what happened to him. 

The only problem was the dates only went to April 25, 2018. He didn’t even finish the notebook. The entries didn’t seem like something was wrong–

Sheila Haywood .

There was a gun pointed at his back as betrayal and shock sunk into his stomach. “I lied.”

A blonde woman turned away from him while lighting a cigarette.

He read through the page. Sheila Haywood was…his mom? But what about his Mami? The one who raised him? Does that make her his step-mom? 

Jason scrambled back to the drawer to take out a pen and flipped to the next page. He was going to figure this out. 

First off, Bruce was a lot colder. Like close to Kelvin cold. 

Second, all the scars. There’s a certain amount of scars that made sense for whole vigilante gig, but the amount he had was closer to the amount torture victims had. 

Third, If Ms. Haywood was his mom, is Jason in her custody now? Well, he’s 20, so probably not currently, but did he have to leave Bruce? Is that why his room is pretty much the same? 

Fourth, Why was he at the League of Assassins? If he asked Damian would he give him a straight answer?

He heard footsteps coming down the hall, and almost immediately jumped up. And then relaxed when he realized they were Dicks, and they were stopping at the room before his.

He crept closer to the wall to try to catch the words.

“...But I- I guess they put him in the Lazarus Pit…”

Oh.

Guess he had his answer to number four. Though why would he need one? Did it have to do with number two? Maybe number two should be number one, but he’d already written in pen. 

That also probably answered why his eyes were more green than blue. And the white streak. It did feel a bit too emo for him.

He heard a laugh come from the other side of the wall and felt a twinge of jealousy flare in the pit of his stomach. Sure, he and Dick had their good moments, but it wasn’t usually that easy. There was still tension that loomed over any attempts of brotherly bonding. Sometimes Jason wishes Bruce actually introduced him to Dick before he took up the mantle of Robin, because maybe then they’d be closer brothers.

“Goodnight, Baba.” And just like that a wave of guilt washed over him because he had thoroughly misinterpreted their relationship. Jason honestly thought Damian was Bruce’s. They had very similar facial structures. 

And then there was a knock at the door, before it slowly opened, “Hey, Jason–”

“I didn’t realize you were Damian’s dad.”

Dick just gaped like a fish, “I– what?”

“I was under the impression Bruce was the kid’s dad, baba.” Jason swatted Dick with the back of his hand.

“Oh.” Dick laughed, “No. He’s Bruce’s. He’s also twelve.”

“So?” Jason shrugged, “You’re like, 30. It’s possible. And why else would he call you Baba?”

“Stop calling me old! I’m 27! Also, your math makes that barely legal.”

“‘Barely legal’ does not stop Talia Al-Ghul.”  Jason frowned. He thinks he was 18 when that happened. “Hold up, I’m not 18 yet.”

Dick was suddenly standing ramrod straight, “Excuse me, what?” 

That was his scary voice. Abort, abort, abort , “Why was I in the Lazarus Pit?”

“How much of our conversation did you catch?”

“I zoned out after Lazarus.”

Dick crossed his arms and huffed, “No, we’re going back to Talia–”

“Is Bruce depressed because he lost custody of me to Sheila Haywood?”

And that seemed to send a slap across Dick’s face, “How do you know about Sheila Haywood?”

Jason crossed his arms “I’m a detective, Dick.”

Except so was Dick, and he immediately spotted the journal on Jason’s bed. “It was in your journal?”

Jason nodded.

“What’s the last date in there?” Dick sat down on the edge of the bed.

Jason went to go sit next to him. “April 25, 2018”

Dick nodded, his normally clear blue eyes looked stormy.

“Something bad happened, didn’t it?” 

Dick looked like he was contemplating something, and then turned to face Jason, “I’m only going to tell you this because I know if your older version was here he would tell you.” Dick took a deep breath, “You would say, “I ain’t tellin’ you shit, you don’t need to know.” You would do that while leaning against a wall or something.”

Jason blinked at Dick, because that buildup was rude. “I wouldn’t say that! Also, it’s me . I would tell a younger version of me every moment of my life. I’m pretty sure an older version of myself would too.”

“Look, Jason, I was in space at the time. I don’t know all of the details, and Bruce never felt like filling me in on it.”

“What about the report?”

“Ok, yeah, I’ve seen it, but you know the reports are nothing like actually being there, or hearing the story. And it’s never something you or Bruce want to talk about. You’ll probably get the memory back once you’re back to full size.”

Jason huffed and pulled himself into his sheets. “You’re no longer my favorite sibling. You are dead last. Getting my hopes up that you would give me an answer. That was just cruel.”At least he knew there were reports on the bar computer about what happened. He could sneak down there and figure this out himself. 

“Eh, fifth place is not that bad.” Dick stood up, “or are we counting Stephanie?”

“Doesn’t matter. You’re still in last.” Jason turned over to face Dick as he was leaving, “Though, I do accept bribes.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Goodnight, Little Wing.”

“‘Night, Dickiebird.”

[allenkel]

-[Chapter 3]-

“The Ride Home”

By: AllenKel on Tumblr

When Casey had gotten a good look at Leo, who is still chatting with Mikey, he had thought back to when his Leo had lost his arm and how bad it was. “Casey you alright buddy?..” Raph was looking at him with a concerned look, Casey looked down and.. He was.. Crying..? Why is he crying? He rubbed the tears from his eyes and looked at Raph with a smile, “I’m alright just some bad memories..” Casey bent down and assessed some injuries he could help with when they get back to the lair.

“So Casey Jones what you think?..” Donnie was right behind him, Casey saw some injuries that he was familiar with treating when he was back in his timeline. “First of all you see the issues with the legs?” Casey pointed out the kneecaps and some bones were either dislocated, broken, or fractured. (No thanks to Prime) “Yeah, I don’t really know where to start on his legs.. Any wrong move and he could lose them, but thank god the fractures are small ones in only two areas..” Donnie nervously smiled. “Hey Don, what about his spine?” Raph who had been watching Leo and Mikey chat for a bit noticed how strange leos spine felt, but because of that Raph didn’t want to move his legs too much seeing as how it could end up hurting Leo, when he overheard Donnie and Casey talking about his legs that just got him more worried and over all stressed. “His spine, can I take a small look?” Casey didn’t notice at first how stiff Raph had been holding Leos back straight, “mhm, hey Leo this might hurt a bit but Casey is going to take a quick look at your spine, okay?” Leo turned to Raph, nodding and Mikey offered his hand, Leo had gripped it tight as Raph slowly lifted him up a bit, carefully. “Okay.. well good news, it’s not broken.. Bad news it's a little sprained and shifted in a way that could dislocate if moved wrong.” Casey signed to Raph to put Leo back down again, “So Junior, the most obvious place to start would be his spine, yes?” Donnie pointed out as he leaned down next to Casey. “Yeah which shifting his back in place is the first thing we should do, and probably one of the most painful injuries to fix so Raph I’ll need you to hold him down bit not too hard okay? Mikey can you get his legs?” Raph nodded and held down Leos shoulders/arms and Mikey hesitated for a moment but shifted himself over to leos legs and held them down..

Leo who is now bracing himself for a burst of pain closed his eyes…

Moments later a burst of stabbing, sharp, intense, horrifying pain went through his body hitting him like a truck going at 100mph. Mikey was struggling to keep Leos legs down at Casey and Donnie were shifting his spring in place, Splinter rushed over to help Mikey and Raph had his eyes closed holding his shoulders and arms down as they tried to break free.

All of a sudden a loud click sounded and Leo had stopped moving, tears going down his eyes but relief in his eyes and voice, “T-Thank god.. That hurt worse than when donnie stole my favorite j-jupiter jim c-com-ic.” Leo smirked and coughed up a small laugh before Donnie gave him that brotherly annoyed look but smiled after with relief. “Now that his spine is mostly taken care of, we should brace it with something, like a pipe or something that is strong, made of hard material and is around the length of his spine.” Casey pointed out, Leo could have sworn he saw a pipe in the room when he was talking with Mikey earlier.. “Hey M-mikey, Wasn’t t-there a pipe in the r-room when you guys were laying me down I-I saw one as big as Donnies ego in that corner..” Leo pointed slightly towards the corner behind them. Donnie ‘gasped’ in offense and shook his head away dramatically before walking to the corner and finding the pipe Leo was talking about. “Huh, would you know it? Leo’s can actually observe the things around him even with his small peanut sized brain.” Donnie said dramatically while looking at Leo with a smirk. “My b-brain is not p-peanut sized! I mean-n look how big it is!” Leo responded with a terrible come back to prove he's smart, which just gave his twin the chance to ‘tease’ him yet again, “My dear brother, your right your head is pretty big~” Donnie remarked back, “Wh-a tha-ts not what I-I was referring! Ow..” Leo yelled back but stopped yelling half way through his comment, his throat stinged, ‘great just great’ he thought to himself as he then smirked, before laughing a little which made the others laugh as well, with all that's going on they were still arguing with each other, just like before. It made him happy. “Alright gang, the sewer tunnel is up ahead! We’re almost home!” April announced and everyone just smiled and kept laughing with each other.

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Well that chapter took a while for me to actually start, but here it is chapter three and it's longer than the last two and I hope those who read it enjoyed it!

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