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mieldreams · 1 month ago

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Payal

Summary: Anakin Skywalker is the roommate of your best friend's crush. That's all. Well, he's also a pain in the ass. But could one dance and a lucky pair of payal change things?

pairing: Anakin Skywalker x desi!reader (or just reader who's familiar/involved with that culture, no physical descriptions involved)

Warnings: None, except for 'i haven't proofread a single fucking thing' :) sorry for the mistakes in advance.

A/n: wrote something on a whim again (this is the first ever time I've written a proper fanfic tho *_*). Happy navratri y'all

Edit: Here's some payal playbacks aka any moodboard/refs if you want to know (songs, outfits, word meanings etc.)

It was Navratri, the festival in honour of the Goddess Durga. Nine nights of colours, prayers, and a whole lot of dancing. Oh, and the sweets! You couldn't wait to just rot your teeth on those festive delicacies.

It was the 5th night of festivities and today's celebrations were mainly the daily prayer and the dandiya dance. The special event for today however, was the ladies' dance competition. Your best friend had practically dragged your ass to get your name registered along with hers and your other friend Pari's, a half-assed promise of treating you to your favourite food at that fancy restaurant on the other side of the city to bribe you into the elaborate bollywood-esque romance scheme to seduce her crush. "There's no seducing!" she whisper-shouted, standing at the booth where you had to give your name, her cheeks immediately heating up at your insinuation. "I just want him to... see me, you know?" and you couldn't help but mentally scoff at that, why was she so blind? "Plus the price is money," she added, smirking as she picked up the pen to write down the names.

"Well shit, you should've said that first girl, I'm always looking to make me some moolah" your smirk matching hers even though your brain was already exhausted just *thinking* about the hours of practice she was gonna make you do to make sure everything was perfect to the T. That was over a week back, and after hours of choreographing and practising and picking out the costumes, the day was here, and despite all the whining you had done during practice, you couldn't deny that you actually hoped that her plan worked. Was it because you were tired of your oblivious best friend and her equally oblivious man playing dog and the bone with their feelings? Nooo, you could never be tired of your darling best friend's endless rants about how 'handsome he looked at the cafeteria today, in his lucky white cashmere sweater his ex-grandma gifted him in 2019' (how did she know that?) or how 'it's so sad his little sister's goldfish died because it jumped into the pot of boiling water for tea, and they've invited us to its funeral' (what?). And it most definitely wasn't because you were starting to get sick of having to watch them make those nauseating googly eyes at each other every time you hung out, for the past year. (though you wondered if it would only get worse when they finally got together.)

That's right, when, because if those two failed to get their ship sailing after tonight, you were 100% planning on just walking up to each of them, asking them what time they're free for dinner and setting them up on a date yourself. Your mental planning however, was disrupted by the creaking of the metal gate to the lawn space that had been rented for the festival. You turned around, a smile immediately pulling on your lips at the sight of the said man you were downright ready to shake like a maraca till your best friend got her deserved confession (though you expected the same on her end as well, of course). Though the smile immediately fell as well at the sight of another man walking in right behind him. Anakin. What the hell was he doing here? And truly, the scowl that pulled on your face was hardly your fault when his eyes met yours and his lips immediately turned up into that infuriating smirk as the two of them headed towards you. But before you yourself could march up to him and demand why he was here, your best friend ran up to you, gripping your arm to stop herself from crashing into you (you supposed the accidental intervention was for the better, since asking him such a thing might only give him more reason to mock you, it was obvious he was here with Krish, your best friend's crush who was also very unfortunately college roommates with Anakin, seriously how did someone as sweet as that guy get stuck with a moron like him?).

"C'mon it's time for the competition to start, ours is literally the second performance!" She started to drag you by the arm only to stop immediately at the sight of Krish causing you to crash into her. "Are we sure you can dance in the competition when you can hardly manage to walk without stumbling?" his voice immediately caused you to raise your head, glaring daggers as you squared up to throw your own taunt about how he just had to be oh so special and wear black even though tonight's theme was white. Unfortunately, you were beaten by Krish as he elbowed Anakin harshly in the rib, making you snicker at his grunt of pain, before walking even closer towards your best friend. "Aamani... hi," Krish breathed out, shifting his weight from one foot to another. And though you wanted to roll your eyes at how his eyes seemed to literally twinkle as he looked at your best friend, or how he always took time to call her by her full name despite all her friends calling her Manu, like he just had to say it every time to even begin to appreciate her entire being that he was so clearly besotted with, you couldn't help the small smirk that tugged on your lips as you gently pried your arm out of her death grip. (when the hell did she get so strong?) ‘Let's leave them to it, then.’ You thought to yourself.

And with that you walked away towards the small stage, knowing they'd most likely not see or hear anything besides the other person for at least the next half hour. "They're not gonna leave each other's side for the rest of the night, are they?" Ugh, Anakin. How had you forgotten? and now he was following you, great. "Well, they wouldn't normally, but we do have to perform our dance and we're up second, which means the lovebirds will have to sacrifice at least half an hour for final practice and the performance." Hold on, why were you entertaining him? You stopped suddenly and turned to him with a scowl, "and I'll have you know I can dance very well and I-" "Is that why you're wearing red? for the dance? I thought the theme was white today," the audacity this man had to interrupt you. "Oh did you? Is that why you instead wore black?" you popped a hip with a closed fist resting on your hipbone, raising a jeering eyebrow at him, his eyes immediately drawn to the movement and indirectly your exposed midriff and then the shiny white stud in your belly button. He gulped before quickly averting his eyes to the stage behind you. "I think they announced that they're gonna be starting the competition soon," he replied instead.

Oh shit.

"Good luck" was all he said before walking away towards the audience gathering up for the performances. Oh shit, you really had to find your best friend fast.

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Half an hour later with your costumes readjusted and makeup re-touched you were ready to get on stage. You weren't worried about messing up as much as you were about not keeping the same amount of energy for the next half an hour. That's right, your original plans of going mostly unnoticed as your best friend's supporting dancer for a mere 4-5 minutes went down the drain the minute she blabbered about you being a dancer as a kid to the aunty from down the block who was arranging her own group dance performance and immediately downright ordered you to join her group as well. At the time you didn't mind much but now, now you were wondering if you could pretend to sprain your ankle after your first performance to avoid the other one. I mean a whole half an hour of continuous dancing? and worse, the traitor that was your best friend wasn't in the second one and so you'd been entirely alone with a bunch of strangers during the first few practice sessions. (you knew it wasn't her fault the lady didn't ask her to join but you were sure she might have accommodated another person considering it was a big dance number) So here you were now, about 30 seconds away from getting on stage, sending a quick prayer that you don't throw up at any point considering they were pretty much back-to-back dances. As soon as you heard your group being announced the three of you walked onto the stage to get in your positions. You used the brief gap before the music started to scan the huge crowd, immediately spotting Krish almost at the very front of the audience, closest to where Manu was standing, but Anakin wasn't beside him like you expected. Your eyes continuing their scan to find him in the crowd before you even realised what you were doing. Wait, why the hell am I looking for him? I need to focus on the count before the music starts.

And as soon as the music started your body naturally moved to the rhythm and beat, a light laughter bubbling in your chest as you felt the stress melt away with each step. You had forgotten just how fun being on stage actually was, and with the atmosphere of such joy and celebration it was that much livelier. Before you know it, the performance was over, Krish walking quickly to the side of the stage as you got off, still high on the adrenaline and euphoria of performing after so long, and everything had gone smoothly too. It was hard to keep the smile off your face, even more so when you saw Manu and Krish talk animatedly at the bottom of the stairs to the stage, her head thrown back, laughing at something he said and then nodding enthusiastically with a toothy grin. Her expression changing to that of shock for a brief second as Krish immediately picks her up to twirl her around, her laughter dancing in the cold night air once again. It was only your obnoxiously loud teasing whistle that broke their bubble, though only temporarily. You had to go back on stage in five minutes and you wanted to make sure that Manu had company since you wouldn't be by her side for at least the next half an hour. Though realistically you knew it was her who wouldn't be by your side for the rest of the night. Ah, young love... or whatever.

"So now that the two of you have finally been cured of your obliviosis, have fun kiddos," you smirked, "and make sure to be safe." You winked at the pair, earning you a half-hearted angry call of your name from Manu as Krish let out an awkward nervous chuckle, burying his face into her shoulder. Aww, you had embarrassed them. "What? I'm just saying, have her back by 11." you gave a pointed look at him to which he immediately straightened up, enthusiastically nodding to your words while Manu continued to glare at you. "Back by 11? What am I in middle school?" "If you were in middle school I'd want you home by 9 Miss, just what the hell sorta parents did you have?" You looked down at your watch realising your 5-minute break was nearing its end. "Okay lovebirds, I gotta go, but seriously have her home safe if you guys decide to leave the ground," you said pointing a finger at Krish, "and you,"your finger pointing at Manu now, "don't forget to text me when you're leaving and when you get back home, alright?" She left his arms to quickly walk up the stairs to the top where you stood, pulling you into a bear hug as she rocked you side to side without even giving you a chance to hug her back as she held your arms at your sides, "I'll text you." She freed you from the hug to squeeze your palms in hers, "I had a lot of fun with the dance, thank you. And good luck with your next dance, sorry I won't be there to watch it, I mean we could stay till it gets over. we'll have the rest of the night anyway. Hey Krish, maybe we should stay for–"

But you immediately cut her off, "absolutely not, you've been looking forward to this day for almost a whole month now." You shook your head as you saw her open her mouth to argue, "plus I know you have that scarf you knitted for him in your bag." you smirked as her eyes went wide with surprise, not having expected you to know that. "Pulling that lovely 'oh it's a cold night, isn't it? Here, I just so happen to have this beautiful scarf that I definitely didn't knit just for you, here, let me wrap it around your beautiful neck. Oh no, you don't have to give it back to me at the end of the night, I have a matching one at home that I totally didn't plan as a couple’s thing, no seriously you can keep it' on him? There couldn't be a better opportunity." You laughed as her ears became bright red, "I hate you and your Nancy Drew observation skills." she mumbled out of puffed cheeks before immediately pulling you into another hug. "I love you. Good luck." "Thanks, I love you." In the end, you were about 2 minutes late to your dance and the aunty's scary face as she hurriedly signalled you to get into your position made you cringe on the inside, but oh well whatever, there were so many people you doubted that anyone had noticed there was supposed to be another dancer. You were here now anyway. You were halfway through the dance, your back turned to the audience when you felt a sharp gaze on you. Weird, there were about 100 people watching you, why did you feel this one particular stare stand out? It was only when you completed the circle to turn to face the audience again that you immediately connect gazes with the sharp eyes you had felt on you. Anakin. He was standing at the very back, close to the water coolers and refreshment tables, leaning on one of the empty tables with his arms crossed. His gaze never leaving yours. For a second your thoughts drifted and you were annoyed at how good he looked in the black shimmery kurta, though the top 3 buttons being left unbuttoned was so unnecessarily extra. The sleeves folded over his forearms that stretched the fabric, his collarbones standing out from the open collar. Such a slut. But damn did he look fine. Wait, what the hell? Focus, focus, focus. You couldn't lose count mid-step. And tripping right now would mess up everyone's steps since it was a circular movement. Why the hell would you trip over him anyway? Ugh. And so you focused back on your steps, continuing to feel that strange unwavering gaze on you for the rest of your dance.

Half an hour later, you were entirely done with the dance competition. Your feet hurt, your stomach was grumbling every few seconds and you were sure you'd be getting a headache from being so close to the speakers for so long. Thankfully, the emcee had announced a short break for refreshments and such, before the rest of the dances and then the final event to end the night — the dandiya dance. Were you positively exhausted and maybe even getting real tired of all the dancing and loud music? Most definitely. But Manu had texted you saying they'd be back for the final dandiya dance and you were really hoping to get to dance at least once with her, you know, outside the competition, just for funsies sort of stuff. So your irritation? Nothing some tasty snacks and maybe a cold drink couldn't solve. That was until an unfortunately familiar face came into your view as he plopped into the seat right next to yours at the circular table. Not the two other tables that were entirely empty (wasn't he supposed to be some emo loner who preferred to sulk in a corner?) or even the chair on the other side of the table (though you wondered if having him directly in your line of sight would make it worse). But no, he just had to sit right next to you with his stupid pretty eyes purposefully not meeting yours and his annoying plump lips innocently wrapping around the spoon with a piece of gulab jamun on it. He didn't even like sweets.

"Um— what the hell?" "What?" he looked at you with doe eyes rounded in innocence, and your eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Nothing, never mind," you were too tired and too hungry to start anything right now and what would you even ask, 'Why the hell are you sitting next to me?' 'didn't know there was some rule telling me where I can sit' is what he'd say, maybe roll his eyes at you, the usual stuff. So you continued eating your puff pastry in silence. Until you just had to ask, "I thought you didn't like sweets?" You tried to make your voice sound as non-judgemental as possible, you were only curious after all. "And who told you that?" he raised an eyebrow at you. Truthfully, nobody. But you had noticed the way he always avoided the dessert table at parties and functions, the way he only drank his coffee black; not even your best friend's infamous black forest cake that she had made for Krish's birthday a few months back had tempted him to even grab a Yolanda-approved bite. Yolanda would certainly be proud. Obviously, this had nothing to do with you observing him particularly, you just observed a lot of things around you, and he just very unfortunately happened to be around you a lot, being Krish's roommate and 'brotha from anotha motha' or whatever they said. And yet, here he was eating a freaking gulab jamun that was absolutely dripping with the sugary-est syrup. Did he hit his head on the way or something?

"Did you hit-" "I ran into Krish and Aamani, she told me to give this to you," he interrupted you yet again, turning to face you and pulling out a long silver chain-like thing, which upon a closer look you realised with an elated gasp, was the missing half of your lucky pair of payal, the one you'd been looking for everywhere earlier that evening. "I thought these came in pairs," it was a question from the tone with which he said it, but his eyes remained fixated on the jewellery in his hands, thumb running over the delicate silver with a gentleness you didn't know he possessed. You lifted the hem of your skirt a little, head tilting down to point at your left ankle, "they do. I just couldn't find the other one." You shook your head, going back to taking a sip of your drink, "I like the sound they make when you dance, it's fun, so I thought ek hai toh ek hi sahi," catching his questioning gaze you translated, "if there's only one then so be it, I hardly ever get to wear these anyway." You shrugged, "Manu must've found it later and forgotten to give it to me earlier. I think their dating honeymoon phase is gonna be worse than their not-dating honeymoon phase" You rolled your eyes affectionately, expecting him to make a teasing remark too or at least give you that amused smirk. Instead you saw him give an almost imperceptible yet decisive nod, quickly sliding off his chair to kneel in front of you. "What are you-" He gently lifted your right foot onto his folded knee, his nimble fingers making quick work of the clasp on your anklet. Your stomach fluttered as you felt the warmth of his hands on your cold bare ankle, and you were sure if you still had that sip of cold drink in your mouth, your lungs would be burning from snorting it down the wrong pipe, and definitely not because he might've stolen your breath. His fingers skimmed in a barely there touch down your foot. Till now, his gaze had been entirely focused on clasping the jewellery but now that he was done he lifted his head, looking directly into your eyes from his still kneeling position, your faces a few inches apart. This time you could feel your heart burn. Dang, maybe you should cut down on the greasy food and drinks. His gaze briefly shifted to your lips, but then he quickly got up, dusting off his pants, picking up his empty gulab jamun cup, throwing a quick, "I'mgonnagothrowthis" over his shoulder and then he was gone. He quickly disappeared into the crowds while you still sat there, entirely motionless. Your mind blank except for the phantom feeling from his feather touch on your skin.

It was finally time for the last round of dancing. You had run into Manu and Krish while carrying your trash to the bin, the emptiness of your thoughts completely overthrown by the excited shout of your name. You were surprised they had spotted you first, considering all the doped-up lovey smiles and heart-eyes you noticed when they walked to you. The brief hand squeeze and wide-eyed glance from her let you know you were in for an entire night of dramatic recalling of every detail of their evening and you could only shake your head with a fond smirk. As you all walked back towards the dance area, Manu spoke up, "Oh, did you get the payal I'd given Anakin to give to you?" she looked down at your feet though they were covered with your skirt. You supposed she heard them jingle, the sound louder and more noticeable now that you were wearing both of them. But her question brought back that unwanted memory from earlier in the evening instead, and you fought real hard to keep your face from heating up, inhaling a deep breath as inconspicuously as possible, "uh– yeah, he um.. he did." you nodded your head a little too aggressively, "I mean I got it, yeah." Lightly lifting your skirt to show your pair of anklets safely secured, by the most gentle hands you'd ever felt. This time you felt your ears undeniably heat up. 'What the hell? Why were you so fixated on that one thing? It was nothing. It's not like he was sliding a wedding ring on you or something.' Though for some reason, that thought only made your breath stutter as you felt the lava-like blood now rushing to your cheeks. Ugh, get a grip, get. a. grip. And since you were too busy trying to appear totally normal and shoot the butterflies in your stomach dead, you missed the mischievous look that Manu shot Krish as she gave a quick squeeze to his hand in hers. "Should we really have been spying on them like that? And worse, taking photos of them without them knowing?" and though his question was whispered through a sigh he squeezed her hand right back.

"Oh, hush. 10 years from now when they have cute little munchkins running around, I'll have proof to show that *I* was the one that set their ship sailing." she answered with a smirk. "You've thought about their kids? 10 years from now??" he raised his brows with an incredulous laugh. "Of course. I think about everything." Even the things that you were too practical to consider. Your words, not hers. 'Blind' is what she would call it. You may have the observation skills rivalling that of the most infamous detectives, but she had The Vision. And she knew in her guts that you two were just meant to end up together. "Oh yeah? Then what have you thought about our 10 years? We got 'cute little munchkins' in our cards too?" he tossed an arm around her shoulders, snuggling her close to him to teasingly tickle at her exposed waist. "Mmm, for now our cards hold a very very important mission." She answered and he sighed again, knowing exactly where this was heading. "Let me guess, mission 'get your best friend and my best friend together for the last dance to recreate another Bollywood-style romantic scene?" he raised a brow, coming to a stop as they reached the edge of the canopy of lights and fabrics. "It's only been a few hours and you've already gained the boyfriend-telepathy skills. Impressive." She wiggled her brows at him while turning around in his arms, "I need you to find Anakin and somehow get him to agree to dance." Sensing his hesitation she quickly continued, "I know it won't be easy, but you'll manage. Once we get them both here we need to make sure they're on opposite sides of the circle so that when the final song comes they'll be paired together" she finished. "You really have thought this through, huh? I can't guarantee that he'll agree to dance, I mean it's Anakin we're talking about," noticing her pleading pout he rolled his eyes in fond exasperation, "but I'll try."

With that, he left and she walked to where you were standing, finishing up talking to some old lady, no doubt held hostage to some good ol’ ‘I knew you since you were thisss little’ talk for the past few minutes that the two had spent whispering their plan, but she quickly patted your cheek and left. "So, tonight's the exclusive dandiya night," she wiggled her brows like it was supposed to mean something, it was. You laughed, not understanding her implication. "What about it?" She rolled her eyes good-naturedly, "it's dandiya dumbass. As in, you know, pairs dancing," she continued when she realised your light bulb was still dim. "Oh," you hadn't thought about that, too caught up in the dance competition to care about the other stuff. "Yeah, ‘oh.’ So, who you gonna choose?" "Um...you?" though it came out unsure. "I appreciate the sentiment babe, I really do. I would choose you too–" You raised a brow at that, "but?" "But'" she made a show of dragging out the word then throwing her arms out to her sides, "look at the crowd around you, there's so many kids our age, there's quite a few guys our age too." And finally you caught onto her line of thoughts, narrowing your eyes you shook your head. "Absolutely not. We are not doing this tonight, well I mean you're settled, so I'm not doing this tonight." But the fates seemed to be on her side that night, as she noticed Krish and Anakin talking a few paces away towards the outskirts of the canopy while you both stood at the centre, you hadn't noticed them yet but she could see Anakin shaking his head in a firm no as well. Gosh why were the both of you so difficult? But she also noticed another opportunity walk towards you, and a hopeful scenario played out in her head, courtesy of The Vision. And so she immediately got to work.

"Hey AJ!" she called out to the guy just about to walk by you a few steps away, "didn't you mention that you don't have a partner for tonight's dandiya?" Your eyes widened and you subtly tried to pinch her to stop her from saying the next words but it was too late, "My best friend here also doesn't have a partner, would you mind pairing up with her if you haven't already found someone else?" In speaking to the guy, both of you had turned to fully face him, so she couldn't see Anakin’s reaction anymore. She hoped he had heard what she had just asked this guy. He had. While the two had been devising their plan off to the side, you had been standing at the centre of the canopy taking time to clear your mind and cool yourself. Your gaze was immediately drawn to the gorgeous lights and colourful fabrics that hung above you, mesmerised by how pretty they looked standing out against the dark nighht sky beyond. And though you may never know, Anakin had spotted you right then, standing there in your pretty red ghagra, face tilted to look above you, and it had looked like one of the most gorgeous things he had ever seen, you had looked so pretty with all the lights gleaming in your eyes. And though he was too far to see it, he knew your gaze held that golden twinkle that shone every time you were genuinely happy, though he had hardly been on the receiving end of it. So he had always observed from afar, just as he was doing tonight. His thoughts had been interrupted by the movement of someone approaching him in his periphery. It turned out to be Krish, who clapped him on the back as a greeting and then asked him if he had eaten anything to which Anakin's mind flashed to the almost nauseating sweetness of the tooth-rotting dessert he'd had, immediately followed by the image of the delicate jewellery around your ankle and he quickly shut the door on that thought, instead answering with a single nod.

"Good, good 'cause you're gonna need some energy for a while." Anakin only raised an inquisitive eyebrow in response, while Krish thought of the best, most convincing way to... well, to convince him. "Y/N needs a partner..." "Okay…?" "For the dance, I mean. she needs a partner for the dandiya, she doesn't have one..." he trailed off again, should he just be straightforward with it? "It's you." "What?" Anakin's head snapped to look at him like he was insane. "It's you. You're going to dance with her." "What the fuck? No, I'm not?" it came out as a question because he was baffled as to how his own best friend could say something as dumb as that. Dancing? him? That's fucking funny. "Yes, you are. She needs a partner. You need a partner. The solution is obvious." "Like hell it is. I don't need a partner, 'cause I'm not fucking dancing." He shook his head decisively. "You want to though. You know you want to dance with her." Krish said with a pointed look. "And just what the hell made you think that?" "I'm your best friend, Ani. Do you think I'm blind or—" "Hey AJ!" Aamani's voice had carried over to the two of them, halting their conversation as their attention was now on the two of you, though your backs were turned to them. Aamani's voice was somehow loud enough that they got the gist of it, she had asked this AJ to be your partner, and from the way he walked over to the two of you, your best friend introducing you to each other, him shaking your hand and the dazzling smile you gave him in return, Anakin felt an irrational sorts of a burning pit in his stomach. "Well, looks like the deal's done. She's got her fucking partner." He pushed off the pillar he’d been leaning on, walking away. "Wait! Dude! Where you go—" "Out." and with that he quickly walked towards the back exit of the ground, walking through the gates and out into the cold night. But he had been wrong. AJ hadn't yet agreed to dance with you, or rather Aamani hadn't given him the chance to, stalling him by telling you that he was studying the same thing as you, though he went to a different university. She had been buying time, hoping that any second now, Anakin and his impulsiveness would come barging and say that you've already got a partner. But time was running short as the conversation between the two of you came back to the topic of tonight's dance. "So, you don't have a partner for the dandiya either?" she heard him ask. Where the hell was Anakin? But her movie-like vision for his entrance onto the scene immediately shattered when she turned to see what was holding him, only to see Anakin nowhere in sight and her boyfriend standing alone with a small frown on his face. Catching his eyes she sent him a questioning look, to which he only shook his head dejectedly. And she knew her plan had failed. For her, at least. Because when she turned back around, she saw you agreeing with AJ to meet up under the canopy before the start of the dance before he excused himself, mentioning something about helping move the chairs or whatever. You too said something about meeting up with one of your older hometown friends you'd run into right before the dance competition. You'd promised to come find her when you were free to catch up on things. And so you left as well.

But at that point, Manu could only think about how wrong this was. She knew it was her who had asked AJ to dance with her best friend, so she couldn't blame him. But Anakin – Anakin she could blame. And she could also just about drag his ass back here to ask him what the hell was he doing? With the way the whole payal scene had gone, and knowing Anakin's possessive nature, she was almost 100% sure he'd metaphorically sweep you off your feet (before literally sweeping you off your feet during the dance). So why the hell was her best friend going to be dancing with a guy she was (frustratingly) getting along with instead?

Krish had walked his way back to stand behind her, but not even his warmth and the comforting palm he ran up and down her bare arm could stop the disappointed frown pulling on her lips. She turned to her boyfriend with a concerned expression, "Did I just accidentally push my best friend towards the wrong guy, with the right guy storming off to who knows where?"

Part 2: Jhumka

a/n: so.... there's 4 more nights left... do you think they'll ever get their dance? 👀

A/n: Thank you all so much if you spent your time on this trash wreckage fuelled by finals stress and unfulfilled dreams </3

Would love to hear feedback on this one! Don't hesitate to send me any ques or just anything that comes to mind relating to our dearest love-haters and the overzealous matchmakers ;)

#anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker #anakin x reader #star wars #hayden christensen x reader #slow burn #anakin imagine #anakin skywalker smut #anakin fluff #hayden christensen #fanfic #fanfiction #desi reader #miel works

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jayke0 · 5 months ago

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End of The Line

Summary: It's the end of the line for Moon Knight.

Rating: Mild gore.

Warnings/Content: Ton of angst, Marc hates himself, Marc hates Steven, they're literally dying, blood, MK lore is canon but this is set afterwards, mild self harm references, lmk if there's anything else I should add :).

Word count: 862

A/n: This is just a short little angst thing I wrote a while ago and edited today. I know this isn't what i normally post, but I just wanted to get this out there since it's been on my mind for a while. Probably typos.

Credit: @automnepoet for proofreading ily.

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“What's wrong?”

Marc hates that phrase.

What's wrong? Surely, if he knew what was wrong, he wouldn't be sobbing in a public restroom in the middle of nowhere.

“Marc?”

“Fuck off, Steven.”

His knuckles are stark white from how hard he's gripping the metal sink, countless droplets of tears and blood trickling down the inside of the cold basin.

Marc’s focus shifts to the mirror. He'd hoped that adjusting his hair would work to ground him, but the swept back curls only reveal the bags under his worn eyes and red streaks staining his cheeks. The salty beads sting the crimson cuts littering his face.

“What happened to you, Marc?”

Jesus, does this guy ever shut up? He's like a constant nag in the back of Marc’s brain, a constant reminder of what he could’ve been. They'd reconciled after their escapade with Ammit, but the military man was finding it hard to be open with Steven; even after dying together.

It's almost poetic how their situation has come full circle; except this time, they have no Layla to save them

Marc ignores the voice, Steven doesn't need to know anyway, that'd just make everything worse. Splashing his face with water makes him hiss softly under his breath, and he catches eye contact with himself. He feels his throat tighten, a ball rising under his skin till he's eventually sobbing again.

He can't hold himself up, it feels like the entire weight of the world is pushing him further and further down onto the grimy tiled floor. The rubber of his trainers squeaks as he finally collapses against the cabinets, letting out a yelp of pain.

If he doesn't look at it, it's not real.

The end of his t-shirt is bunched up, revealing a grisly stain of blood slowly seeping from somewhere under his shirt.

If it was possible, Steven's stomach would've flipped at the sight, his body and mind thrumming with dread as the dull ache finally settles into his figurative body.

“Marc… why are you bleeding?”

“We're dying, Steven.”

His words are just as cold as the tiles, the freeze spreading through Steven's brain as he grips the reality of the situation.

“No, mate, we can't be… C'mon, we're Moon Knight, remember?”

“We're not fucking Moon Knight anymore.” Marc's words are harsh whispers through gritted teeth. “We're gonna die, and in a dingy old shit hole too… I suppose that's right for me.”

His eyes feel so droopy, and he is so tired, so so fucking tired. The lids of his eyes feel like they're closing and dragging him further towards the earth, towards the end.

“Mate… Please.” Steven's voice seems so far away, had it always been that far away? Maybe he'd always been in the back of his mind, rather than the front, never close enough for Marc to reach.

It's full of pain too, and Marc's not sure if it's from the physical pain, or the mental pain of his world suddenly crashing around him.

Leaning his head back against the cabinets, his breaths start to shallow.

“Yeah, I deserve this.” He says to himself, or maybe to Steven, if he's still there. “I always knew I'd end up like this.”

Why is he crying though? If he deserves this so much, why is he crying?

“Marc, you gotta get up. I need you to get up.”

Is he crying too? That makes sense, Steven cries at the littlest of things.

“What's it matter to you? You ain't real, Steven.”

Marc's words are like venom, spat from the cruelest creature. He knows Steven doesn't deserve that, especially in his last moments, but his brain can't seem to come up with anything else.

All he can think about as he sits on the cold tile, is how much he hates Steven. How much he hates him for having a better life, always getting the good end of the stick and never having to deal with anything else; their mom, their brother, their childhood. Steven had gotten a job, and won over someone else's wife. Marc couldn't even do that.

“I am real.”

“Shut up—” Coughing interrupts Marc's scorning, his lungs struggling to inhale any oxygen. He finally rests himself on the floor, laying on his back to stare up at the fluorescent lights; they're kind of pretty in a way. With the way his head is spinning, it makes them furl together in a beautiful dance, winding together like hungry snakes.

”This is it, we're dying.” He thinks to himself.

”finally, we're dying.”

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Just tagging my friends and fellow writers for np thoughts, hope you don't mind that it's something different. 🖤: @faretheeoscar @summonthesoups @ominoose @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @midgardian-witch @winniethewife @reallyrallyauthor @femmeanonymelives

#moon knight #moon knight system #moon boys #steven grant #marc spector #moon knight fic #moon knight angst #moon knight fanfiction #steven grant angst #marc spector angst

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diableasura · 11 months ago

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Now that i've watched every one piece movie that isn't a retelling of an anime arc or straw hat chase i'm gonna go ahead and indulge in the very human tendency of ranking them in order from best to worst (SPOILERS!!!!):

One Piece: Strong World. Maybe it's because this was the first movie i watched and my first experience with one piece in animation but strong world has remained my favorite since day one (though the second place is very very close i must say). The straw hats are all great and have their little moment to shine the plot is solid and they do a great job with nami, out of the four straw hats with a movie more focused on them she's by far the one that gets the best treatment. Strong world is in the perfect position of being a pre time skip movie, so it's not dragged down by the expanding cast of post time skip, but also since it was the tenth anniversary movie they put in more effort than with the previous movies and it shows. Also sanjis cowboy outfit instantly makes it top tier.

One Piece: Film Gold. I'm... kind of obsessed with this movie?? Seeing the straw hats in a heist really scratched an itch i didn't know i had but my god does it feel good. The designs really excelled here the crew looks gorgeous throughout the entire movie and tesoro's island is so interesting and fits very well in the one piece world. Tesoro is also my favorite villain of any movie, i've seen people say he's the perfect blend between crocodile and doffy and that's so true lmao. Loved having zoro as the damsell in distress, inject that shit straight into my veins i love it when the strong character is the one in need of rescue. Everyone was very cool during the heist but i remember really enjoying franky and luffy's dynamic cause lbr we're kinda starved of it in the manga so it was nice to see them interact so much here. Overall amazing movie and the only one i've rewatched out of all of them.

Baron Omatsuri and the Secret Island. This movie has become a cult classic amongst the fandom and with good reason. It breaks away from the loud spectacle of the other movies and is quieter and more unsettling and so far the only example of actual psychological horror in the lore. I've talked about this before but that final scene with the straw hats cheering luffy on even while they're being consumed by the baron and luffy struggling to the brink of death to save them changed me... I love seeing this family love each other so much!!

Clockwork Island Adventure. I know, I know what's the second movie doing so high up... but it was just so good!! It's very short but that's just a benefit to the plot and i love the gimmick of each straw hat being captured one by one till it's just luffy remaining and the one who has to free them (can you tell i love the movies where the straw hats are kidnapped and the others have to rescue them?? that's my drug). Sanji's fight in this movie kicks ass too, the animation is gorgeous.

One Piece: Film Red. This might seem like a sin, to have this movie so far down the list cause i've seen its pretty unanimously tied up with baron omatsuri as the best movie but to be honest i feel like that's just recency bias. The movie is still a spectacle and the songs slap and yes one of them was in the top 5 of my spotify wrapped this year lol. Uta is a good antagonist but i was never that hooked by her shared past with shanks and luffy, mainly because it's so aggressively impossible for it to be canon, it almost broke my suspension of disbelief. Zosan sleeping side by side was pleasing to my monkey brain and it almost made up for including st charlos in the movie seriously what the fuck was he doing there-

One piece: Stampede. The start of this movie is amazing cause they come up with the perfect competition to have all of these pirate crews on the same place but it quickly devolves into a "how many characters can we fit in" contest and the plot quickly turns into "lets all beat up the villain", which is fine! I did like seeing so many characters, at one point half way through the movie crocodile just appears out of nowhere lmao but hey i'm not complaining i love crocodile. Usopp is the straw hat who's focused on the most in the movie and i feel conflicted with what they did with him cause it just felt like they were making him go through his water 7 arc all over again by having his inferiority complex flaring up. And usopps arc was amazing in water 7 but reviving it for this movie felt a bit weird and repetitive. Despite this though i was very happy seeing him getting the focus, usopp is a painfully underrated character so having him on the spotlight is always welcome.

Dead End Adventure. This movie is a lot of fun. There's a bar fight, a secret pirate race and sanji being his sneaky self and helping out luffy during the final fight. Whats not to love?

One Piece: Film Z. Much like Stampede, i really enjoyed the start of this movie cause the monster trio get to briefly fight the big baddie together, but the plot kinda loses some steam for me after that. Also they tried to make the admirals sympathetic cause the villain is a retired admiral who was once their mentor but i really really really dont care about the marines at all so that was a bit awkward. The straw hats look stunning in this movie, i love that in the movies they give them a million different outfits and the ones from this one absolutely slayed.

Choppers Kingdom on the Island of Strange Animals. Another fun movie where all the straw hats get a moment be cool. There's a kid on this island who i found completely insufferable but i can forgive this movie cause this is also where zosan have that famous scene where they praise the other to their defeated oponent, which made my monkey brain happy.

One Piece: The Movie. This movie's biggest misstep is that sanji isn't in it, but even with this critical flaw it was still quite enjoyable. Zoro is very funny on his own but add luffy into the mix and their dynamic was hilarious. Usopp as always was great. The villain is small potatoes tbh but not really the important part of the movie, which focuses more on the relationship between the kid they meet and his gramps. The final message was surprisingly very sweet. Also sanji appears briefly in the end credits to appease me.

Giant Mechanical Soldier of Karakuri Castle. This movie is a-okay. The villains are a complete joke and it takes the crew less than five minutes to deal with them. The crew dynamics carry all of my enjoyment with this one.

The Cursed Holy Sword. Yeah... this movie commited the unforgivable sin of having zoro as the main focus and yet managing to do absolutely nothing interesting with him. Even if they did shamelessly create kuina 2.0 with saga, they could've delved into how zoro would react when two different duties (his promise to saga and his position as the crew swordsman) clash against each other... but instead we see no conflict with zoro, even though we all know this situation would be conflicting for him. They just make him scowl throughout the whole runtime and thats just not who Zoro is... Luffy and usopp are a lot of fun though.

TL; DR my ranking is:

Strong World

Gold

Baron Omatsuri

Clockword Island

Red

Stampede

Dead End

Choppers Kingdom

One Piece: The Movie

Karakuri Castle

Cursed Holy Sword

Conclusion: the one piece brainrot is no joke.

#one piece strong world #one piece film gold #baron omatsuri #baron omatsuri and the secret island #clockwork island adventure #one piece film red #one piece #one piece film z #the cursed holy sword #chopper's kingdom #one piece stampede #one piece karakuri castle #the giant mechanical soldier of karakuri castle #one piece movie 1 #clockwork island

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olivieraa · 9 months ago

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ok, this is why I'm in constant debate mode

the desire to rewatch old good animes (done 4 so far), mixed in with wanting to finally get to the new big animes

Jujutsu Kaisen I have seen everywhere

e v e r y w h e r e

every single day

so I'm aware its the in anime right now

even when all those videos kept popping up of Kenjiro Tsuda playing some hot blond guy, I didn't know it was from Jujustsu Kaisen

so yeah, I am eager to watch that to see what all the fuss is about and hear Kaiba being a bamf but I still have those rewatch anime urges

I did a number generator on my MAL to pick 3 animes and it ended up on

Kekkai Sensen

Barakamon

Haikyuu

three amazing animes. two I have listed as an 8 and one as a 10

but absolutely nothing here is short. they're all a bit of a commitment, but also, when something is really good, its really hard for me to stop. I get super hyper fixated on them to the point of no work or sleep. I've screwed myself over many many times bc of this, which is the main reason I cut anime out of my life for 6 years.

so I'm uh... trying my best as I come back to anime to watch it more casually (did not work with SnK, worked a liiiiiittle better with Osomatsu, was fine with 91 days and Acca but they're short)

I feel like Haikyuu, being a top fave, would be the hardest one to watch casually, so I may have to wait till like April or some shit before I can get to it oTL

and that Jujustu thing, I know its gonna be good. absolutely zero clue what its about, and I mean zero clue, no idea what the plot is, no idea of characters names, no idea who voices in it except TsudaKen, nada zilch zero. but its popular for a reason. so that might have an addictiveness to it too, and I cant afford that, I've too much work lmao

ugh

maybe I'll watch a shit anime that drags on a bit and is more of a chore to watch so it'll take me weeks to get through lmao

#and more animes fit the bad description than the good I know that much

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thatcoyperson · 1 year ago

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CRIMSON SMP - Season 6 / S7

OUR FINAL SESSION!! Things weren't gonna last long anyways with me on red, but it was probably going to be our final session either way just cause so many of us were on red. It was a ton of fun to play this season and I'd say its probably our best season yet!

As always, life count, pairs, and summary below the cut!

LIFE COUNT + PAIRINGS

TTheTinkerer [He/It] + Vinrhin [She/He] - 0 Lives RensRelay [He/Him] + Kenophbia [He/Him] - 0 Lives SteviaStevie [They/He] + Delphiez [She/Her] - 0 Lives ThatCoyGamer [He/Ae] + MaxAnthrax [He/Him] - 0 Lives Necromanttic [He/Him] + SkyIHigh [He/Him] - 0 Lives Casp_Shield [It/Its] + TheToySoldier [He/It] - 0 Lives Fizztic [He/Him] + SwiftSneaking [She/Her] - 1 Life P3bbz [Any] + Zoimbiez [He/Him] - 0 Lives

SUMMARY

The session starts off pretty normal, with me, Max, Vin, and Jonah all spawning in at my base. I immidiately tell them my vague plan for the session of "kill the yellows and then kill the next person I see," which they agree to pretty quickly. Before anything though, we decide to go on a quick mining trip to get iron for bombs and such. I try to get out of it by not having a pickaxe [which I just didn't have for some reason], but I get dragged into going anyways and being Torch-Boy. The mining trip goes by smoothly, and while we're down there Keno gets blown up by a creeper, dropping him and Ren to red pretty early on.

This left Millie as the only yellow on the server [just in general since her soulmate Log was having technical difficulties and couldn't make it for now].

We made it to the surface and called a meeting of the reds to see how many of them would be down to hunt down Millie. Only Meg and Tango showed up though, not even with their soulmates, so that kinda fell apart and we quickly separate again, with me, Jonah, Max, and Vin all going off together to hunt down Millie.

We pass by Till and Tango's house to see if they're there and perhaps kill them if they are, but they aren't so we continue to Sky's base to see if he's there, to which he isn't. Upon seeing his base is empty, I decide to trap the door for shits and giggles. I'm pretty sure me putting the bombs under the door was the most stressful 10 minuets of Max's life but it went by without issue, and the trap was rigged.

After that, we loop back around to Till and Tango's and decide to vandalize the place because why not. I set it on fire, Jonah and I break the windows, Jonah destroys their berry bushes, Jonah and Vin destroy their farm, and Max watches in disappointment. We set their dogs on fire too... LISTEN I WAS GETTING BORED NOTHING WAS HAPPENING-

After that our plan switches more to "Kill the next person we see" because I was getting bloodthirsty. We travel around a bit more, pass by Jonah and Vin's old house, burn that one too, run into Pebbz and Danny along the way but they get away before we can kill them.

We make our way to Stevie and Megs after, where we see Stevie, Meg, Tango, and Till all huddled in one room. I try and tell the rest of the group to be quiet so we can sneak up and get the jump on them, but they don't until we're already heard, which leads all 4 of them to crouch and go silent.

I sneak on top of the small base they were sheltered in, while the other three go around the front, which was really good for me cause it lead them to un-crouching so I could see where they were. After a bit of conversation, I try and fail to drop a bomb on them which ticks them off to the fact that at the very least I am here for blood. We have a short conversation before I jump down and attack Meg while Jonah goes for Till. I manage to get the kill on Meg, but Tillman is just chasing me down as well as three dogs, so I quickly hide in a tree so I can catch my breath because the adrenalin rush is fucking insane.

Vin goes to help Jonah kill Till because he's fighting a bit of a losing battle, and Vin gets the final hit, killing Till and Tango [but as far as I'm concerned it was actually Jonah cause he really wanted to kill Tillman all season]. This leaves two pairs permadead after that interaction: Stevie and Meg, and Tillman and Tango.

Shortly after Millie is killed by Maven, and break is called.

After break, we head back to my base where half the server is just hanging out. Pretty sure it was Millie, Keno, Ren, Sky, and Maven who were all just. There.

We talk for a little bit, trying to decide what to do, when Max pillars up, and drops a bomb on Sky, Maven, and ME OF ALL PEOPLE, KILLING HIMSELF IN THE PROCESS. We were all kind of together in one group so it makes sense BUT HE ONLY KILLED HIS ALLIES ALONG WITH HIMSELF WHICH IS LIKE... ALMOST IMPRESSIVE.

So that leaves another 2 pairs permadead, me and Max, and Sky and Maven.

It wasn't a very satisfying ending, but what can ya do.

After that the remaining 4 pairs split off from each other, with Vin and Jonah having gotten nearly all of mine and Max's stuff. They spend a while hunting for P3bbz and Danny, since they were the only pair not there, while Ren makes graves for everyone which is sweet.

Eventually, everyone gets bored of standing around and calls for a meeting at spawn to just fight. Jonah and Vin are the first people to show up, with Ren, Keno and Millie showing up after a bit. Not much happens until Pebbz and Danae show up in the trees around the area, which just leads to everyone shooting their dogs. Which. Ok sure.

While they're distracted, Jonah goes around behind them to catch them while they're distracted. Danny falls from the trees, and Jonah hops down to chase after him, with Pebbz following suit. They fight, and Keno shoots Danny, stealing the kill right at the end. Either way, that leaves Pebbz and Danny the next pair to be out.

After that, Vin and Jonah turn their attentions to shooting Keno and Ren, with Millie having run off to collect Pebbz and Danny's items. They push forward while shooting, and eventually the shoot-off changes to just a straight PVP battle, with both initially chasing after Keno, but Vin switching to attacking Ren when he leaves Keno's side. Vin gets the kill on Ren, meaning that Keno and Ren are the next pair out.

At this point, we're just left with Vin, Jonah, and Millie, which would mean we'd have a 2v1 fight which isn't the most fair. Which leads to Log logging on for the final battle and just saying "Fuck it we don't need voice mod" [we all moved to discord.]

Once everything is sorted out, I count them in for the final duel... which Millie and Log win! Meaning they are the winners of Season 6.

Now technically I lied in the life count list since they aren't alive, with Millie having blown them up to officially give Log the win, but shhhh its fine.

This was honestly my favourite season of CSMP I've played in, probably just in front of Season 5 which was our Limited Life season and also a lot of fun! Big shout out to everyone who participated in the season with me, it was an absolute blast despite my honestly really funny death. This'll be our last season for a while since the holiday season is coming up, so our next season will likely be in January of next year. But we'll see.

Hey maybe Wafflehouse'll live again since we don't have any other place to play minecraft in between seasons [<- lying]

Full recordings of the sessions are posted on my youtube [ThatCoyGamer], including this one which'll be up soon!

#CSMP logs #CSMP #Crimson SMP #double life #DUDE THIS SEASON WAS SO FUN!!!!!!#I ended with three kills too which isn't too bad :]#god no this season was so fun #I was rooting for jonah to win if Im being honest but honestly HE DID SO WELL #he is just like. my best friend so I may be bias BUT STILL #ALSO LOG W!!!!!!#He had the win coming honestly he'd done really well in the past few seasons #ANYWAYS ENOUGH RAMBLING SEE YOU GUYS NEXT SEASON MAYBE

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la-hannya · 2 years ago

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Yes, there's a lot of SR art but it's usually by the same couple of artists doing multiple artworks (that goes for their fanfics, and the LITERALLY practically weekly ship events that they pop non-stop that was one of the complaints they had in their Civil War last year on twitter by some of their artists) but before this thing— not much all. Like Clown Cult pointed out here once, hny anime wasn't even cold in the ground yet and you had that animator sinner who worked on hny making a ton of fan art of it post-ending but before that barely nothing. In it's early stages, it was mostly a ship that people didn't take seriously since we all saw it freaking weird back then and the epitome of awful crack ship, we just ignored it and didn't engage with them for that reason and they kept to their little corner, so we minded our business.

And ofc, the og manga and original anime didn't portray such things between these two characters.

Anyway, the progress of the internet came in, Inuyasha ended with it's open ending, and then it became easier to share your ideas. Because of Pedosawa wanting down bad to push SR-- We got the drama CD, then came along this people saying" this is what RT wanted, that the kimono he gave means he's PROPOSING to the now 8 year old, etc etc" acting like they know more about Japan then Japanese themselves even though we've done enough research here to know that's BS.

That shit spread like a virus, then in between RT deciding not be truly honest about their relationship, letting Pedosawa with Lolisato push her into her allowing them to make that sequel AND waiting till AFTER this thing to end to be finally clear about it along Shiina stating is a "what if timeline"— well now we are freaking here.

And ofc, considering how their ship got ripped off for cash grab bait that didn't even make past 1000 in dvd sales along getting it dragged even by the staff who worked on this... It's not surprise that they're making content to make up for the pitiful crumbs they got. What we didn't expect it though, is that they turned out far worse than most controversial fandoms to the point their behavior is cultish and they are considered a laughing stock even in places such as 4chan.

It's gonna take time but once this is truly over (that doujinshi). The fandom is gonna be forgotten and slowly shrink back into nothingness.

Not to start anything but to clear up your post- it is currently true. The number of famworks that sessrin has is several hundred more fanart submissions on pixiv (one of the main ways to judge a ship's popularity in Japanese fandom) than inukag, and its just... a really popular ship in the Japanese fandom in general. Inukag will orobably retake it over time, but there is more sessrin JP fanart and content in general at the present moment than inukag. Even when inukag eventually retakes it, it'll probably stay at the #2 spot, or maybe #3.

Someone who knows more about this than me might chime in, but I guess that because Yashahime and sessrib being made "official" happened so recently, it only makes sense that it caused a surge of fanarts and vocal fans in general. That, and considering Yashahime made Rin the mom but still gave her and Sesshomaru barely any romance and next to no promotion of the two as a couple, fans have to resort to fanarts to make up for it and actually enjoy any "content" of them 🤷 A problem inukag never had, lol.

#anti sessrin

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depressoexpresso-anon · 2 years ago

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Could you maybe do a nsfw fanfic with the bittersweet trio? 🥺 Could it also maybe include prey/predator dynamics with Seth and Al tormenting listener? my brain is rotting at the thought pls send help </3

Hunting

Vampire Alphonse x Reader x Werewolf Seth

On the 3rd anniversary with your lovers, you thought it would be fun if you were hunted down by them. Thus, leads to you running franticly through the woods with someone hot on your trail.

NSFW DO NOT INTERACT IF NOT 18+

This story contains sexual content such as ORAL SEX, KNOTS ALONG WITH KNOTTING, BLOOD, BITTING, BEING HUNTED DOWN OR KIDNAPPING, AND DOUBLE PENETRATION (it can be two in the pink or two on the stink. It can even be one in the pink and one in the stink. Your call.)

Enjoy!

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JUKEBOX OUT OF ORDER

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Your calfs burned as you ran quickly through the woods that surrounded your village.

'Y/n. You must promise me not to venture at night. For you might get lost and be watched by who lingers in the darkness...' Your mother's voice whispered in your head as you sprinted over the harsh terrain.

You should've heeded her warning while it was still light.

Now not only where you were rushing back home, but you were also running from something or someone in the woods.

Recently, some townsfolk have gone missing. No one knows where they have gone or if they're even alive. Many of your neighbors have disappeared into the night without a trace of them left. Just the thought of them leaving no trace brought the town into a frenzy.

Some accused starved animals, others witchcraft, but you felt that it was something else.

Something you read in books or heard in folktales, but you can't recall what they were called. And now, at a time like this, your only thought was to just escape.

As you make a sharp turn to try to get this thing off of your tale, you spot the lights of your village shining through the eerie forest. You finally felt a slimmer of hope bubble up into your chest as you kept running.

You almost made it to the edge of the woods till you felt something clip your shoulder, making you fall hard onto the ground. Your hands reached for your head as you started to feel sick and dizzy until something in the dark grabbed your leg and dragged you back into the dark.

You didn't hold back your screams of desperation as you clawed at the dirt and dead leaves on the forest ground.

You didn't want to die, you didn't want to disappear. You felt hot tears rush down your cheeks as the lights of the village grow dimmer and dimmer.

As the lights seem to disappear completely, the entity dragging you started to slow down and soon came to stop completely.

You were uncontrollably sobbing and hyperventilating as you lay on the cold earth. You cried so loud, you barely heard the voices that surrounded you or the two silhouettes looking down upon you.

"Shit Seth. Look what you did." A man's voice said while an animalistic whine was heard after, almost like it was replying.

You tried your best to calm down but it seemed to not work. You then felt two arms wrap under your legs and around your back, lifting you.

"Hold on sweetie, you'll be ok." A voice said as you passed out due to exhaustion.

That was about 3 years ago. Now, you run through the woods not with dread, but with excitement festering in your loins.

Tonight was the anniversary of when you met them, your lovers.

The night when you got taken, the two monsters brought you to their little home buried deep within the woods.

When you woke, you lay in a large bed that has covered in soft furs and luxurious fabrics. When the grogginess of sleep faded, you found that there were two men at the foot of the bed talking amongst themselves.

One of the voices sounded familiar, while the other didn't. Both men turned their attention towards you and you felt another rush of panic bloom in your chest.

"Whoa, sweetie you're ok. We're not gonna hurt you." Said the man with black hair and a funny accent that you never heard before.

"Who are you and why am I here?!" You said in a loud voice as a way to try to intimate them. The black-haired man cleared his throat and spoke first.

"Hello, I'm Alphonse and this is Seth." He said pointing to the man who had brown hair and acted nervous.

"You're here because we tried to-" he paused to think "Help you out in some sort." He then continued to explain the situation and for you, it truly sounded like balderdash.

With some convincing evidence, you found that the two men were in fact a werewolf and a vampire.

The only reason why you were kidnapped was that you were being hunted, but not by them.

There have been a few vampires that took a liking to your village and have been feeding on the people. And since you were already in the woods it would have been an easy dinner.

Alphonse never approved of killing humans only to drain them, He would always drain animals or sometimes feed on a small amount of human blood.

So as soon as he heard your worried pleas of escaping the woods, he couldn't just sit back and watch you get killed.

So he decided to rescue you with the help of Seth of course.

After all the explaining was said, Alphonse and Seth walked you back to your village before dawn broke, and before they were about to leave you asked when you could see them again.

That was how your relationship started. And now knowing and being with them for 3 years, an idea came to you as you were slicing up the already-drained bobcat that was yours and Seth's dinner.

That idea is why you were running in the woods with nothing on your skin.

You thought it would be fun if you could be hunted again, but with a more intimate ending than a deadly one.

Far in the distance, you heard Seth howling out for you and it brought a smile to your face as you ran.

You slowed down to a jog as your eyes tried their best to scope out a hiding place in the darkness. Your eyes drifted upon the perfect hideaway and you felt lifted with glee.

It was a large hollowed-out log laying on the forest floor. You knew it would be a snug fit but it would work.

You got down on your knees and crawled inside the log till you were perfectly hidden inside. Plus, it was perfect timing as well, because as soon as you got settled you heard the fast and loud stomps coming towards you.

The large creature came to a sudden stop causing its body to slide a bit on the leafy forest floor. You couldn't see from within the log but you could hear everything.

You could hear Seth's heavy pants of exhaustion and the large thud as he sat down on the ground. It took a moment for Seth to catch his breath, but as soon as he did he let out a large loud howl. And before you know it you heard a few bat squeaks and then another thud among the leafy ground.

"Did you find them yet?" Al said with slight annoyance in his voice.

They were so close now, it was almost frightening. You know they would never hurt you, but the fear of being caught was still alive in you.

You could hear Seth's bones slowly crack and shift as he transformed back into his human form. With a slight groan, Seth replied

"Not yet, but I can smell them so they might be around here. How about you? Find anything from above?"

"Nah, I didn't see them. That's why I figured you might have found them already, but nope"

"Hey now don't bash me! They are definitely around here. I can just smell how excited they are."

"Then we should start looking. 'Cause the sooner we find them, the sooner we can have our dinner."

You felt your blush rise to your cheeks as you listened to them. You tried to soften your breathing to try to make as little noise as possible as they were right on top of you.

"Come out my little ghost, wherever you are!" Al yelled into the forest as you heard Seth's voice become more animalistic as he started to shift again.

The sound of footsteps surrounded you as you tried to stay hidden as long as possible.

Even though it felt like torture having to wait for them to ravish you, it felt so good knowing that they are so ready and they couldn't have you. Just the thought made you want to touch yourself as you waited.

Before you could even drift your hand down you heard a hard sniff right above you. You felt all of the muscles in your body tense up as you waited in suspense. Then in a twisted-sounding voice, you heard

"Found you."

Then before you know it, you were pulled out by your feet and greeted by a sultry vampire and a half-shifted hellish hound above you.

"Finally found our little ghost, huh Seth," Alphonse said as Seth gave a small nod in return before slowly transferring back to human form.

"Now I think you teased us enough. How about you get up on your knees, I got something sweet for you." Al said as he fished open his pants to pull out his cock which had a deep purple head and pre-cum running down his thick shaft.

You hurried onto your knees and popped the head into your mouth quickly, sucking eagerly and moaning around him. Alphonse threw his head back and let out a breathy moan as you slowly bobbed your head on his dick.

Meanwhile, Seth started to work his cock while watching you suck Al off. You reach your hand out to grab Seth's cock to stroke it for him while you work your mouth around Al.

"Fuck, that's it. That's it. You do so well." Al praised while gripping your head and pushing you down on his length.

"Here let me have a go," Seth said getting Alphonse's attention.

"Ok big boy if you want it, you can have it," Al said as he pulled you off and pushed you towards Seth, holding your head as you took Seth into your mouth.

Seth was bigger than Alphonse and you can feel it. You felt so aroused as Al pushed your head up and down on Seth's cock.

Your hand drifted down between your legs as you continue to suck.

"Damn Seth, we have such a cock slut for us tonight. Have you been thinking about this ghosty? Fantasizing about being hunted down and fucked senseless." All you can do was hum around Seth's cock as Al continued to spew profanities at you.

Seth let out a long moan as he grabbed your head and forced you down to the knot towards the base. You felt your gag reflex come in and tears well up in your eyes as Seth started to fuck your throat.

"Looks like you can take it from here Seth. I'm gonna make sure our ghost is prepared properly before we fuck them good." Al said while laying back on the ground putting his head between your legs and pulling you down so your sex met his mouth.

You let out a loud moan as Al fucked you open with his tongue. You felt Seth move faster in your mouth cursing to the wind as he was nearing his end.

You thought this was it, that he was finally going to cum and you can drink down his hot creamy load.

But he didn't.

Instead, He suddenly pulled you off of him for he wasn't ready to finish yet. You let out a disappointing whine while you looked up at Seth, only for him to give you a wicked smile.

Al moved his tongue to all the places that made you want to scream. You ground yourself down on his face with not a care in the world.

It felt so good, almost too good.

With a strangled breath you quietly said "I'm gonna cum-" and right after Al pushed you up and away from his mouth leaving you whining even more than before.

"Why did you stop? I was so close!" You practically screamed in frustration at the man underneath you.

"Oh, you gonna cum. We just want you to save it till you're stuffed full." Seth said while grabbing your face to look at him.

"Up." Was all he said to you while pulling you up to your feet.

With wobbly legs, you try your best to stand only to stumble into Seth's hard chest. He then gently cupped your face with his hands and pulled you into a passionate kiss, while Al stood behind you.

Al continued to push into your back and shower your neck with gentle kisses and nips. It sent shivers down your spine as you felt Al's fangs brush against the sensitive and vital parts of your neck.

You know that he wouldn't dare bite you without your permission, but the thrill of him biting and sucking your sweet blood gives you nothing but wild thoughts.

"Alphonse please bite me." You begged between the small gasps you would get from kissing Seth.

Alphonse looked down on you stunned that you would ask such a question.

"Are you sure, ghosty? I don't think I should tonight-” You instantly broke your kiss to fling your head back against Al's shoulder to continue to beg and whine.

"Please, please, please, Alphonse! I want it so bad please bite me! Mark me up, please!" You chanted like a prayer and Alphonse just couldn't resist not giving what his dear sweetheart wanted.

He tilted your head off to the side as he started to nuzzle his face against the sweet spot in your neck. Before you could complain again, Al sunk his fangs into you, gently sucking on your flesh and blood.

You let out a quiet moan as your eyes drifted closed. You never knew why, but every time you let Al feed for you it felt like a tsunami of lust washed over you. Soon after you would just become drunk with hormones and just ready to be bred.

Seth crashed his lips back onto yours as Alphonse let his mouth go from your neck and started to lick the blood that remained around the bite mark.

Seth pulled away from your lips and moved them towards your ear and let out a quiet "jump."

You obligated and jumped up only for him to catch you in his strong arms.

You can feel his hard cock brush in between your core and press into your hole. You can also feel Al against your back pushing his cock towards you as well.

Your eyes start to widen in realizing what they want to do tonight.

"W-wait I don't know if they're both gonna-" you were cut off by Seth shushing you.

"I know your nervous right now Y/n, but it's gonna be ok we got you." He said while pulling you close to giving you a peck on the lips.

"I'm gonna go in first then Al, ok."

"Yeah ok." You said with a slight nervousness in your voice as you propped your head on Seth's shoulder.

Seth gives Alphonse a nod letting him know that it's okay to start. You could feel Seth press into you slowly as he pushed the head into you. You let out a small whimper as he pushed further into you.

Both men gave out small praises and cheers as you took all of Seth. He finally settled fully inside except for the thick knot at the base of his cock.

They waited a bit before Alphonse positioned his cock and started to slowly push his way into you as well.

Once he was also fully in you let out a small moan. You never felt so stretched open and full before. It started out a bit painful but as it started to fade you wanted nothing more than to be fucked.

Then with your approval, both men started to thrust slowly into you. You threw your head onto Alphonse's shoulder as they kept slowly thrusting.

You felt tears slowly drip out of your eyes as both men started to pick up the pace. Both men start to moan and pant into your ear as they fucked up into you. As one pulled out the other pushed in keeping you filled and happy.

You felt you were at your end as you gripped Seth's shoulders and squeezed down around both of them.

You let out a cry of 'I love you both!' As you finally came around them. As your body squeezed hard around both men, they started to push harder and rut into your ruined body. You can tell that they were both nearing their end by how hard they were fucking you, but you didn't really care, all you wanted was to be filled up with their cum.

You felt Al's and Seth's arms wrap around you and pulled you into a hug as they start to cum inside of you. Both men screamed your name as they drained all they had into your wanting hole. After some time of catching your breaths and basking in each other's presence, Alphonse finally pulled out leaving you dripping a bit with his ecstasy. Seth on the other hand wasn't done with you yet.

As soon as Al slipped out of you Seth started to push his still fat-throbbing knot inside of you. And with an audible pop, Seth pushed his knot fully into you, keeping you locked onto him.

Once inside, you all continue to stand and hold each other as a makeshift cuddle session.

When it was finally time to let go and start your venture home, Alphonse wasn't too keen on pulling away from the hugging pile, but he knew that they needed to take you home for some proper aftercare and first-aid treatment.

As Al pulled away, Seth lifted you in his arms more securely and carried you back toward your shared home.

You propped your head on Seth's shoulder gently nuzzling into the side of his head and neck. You watched Alphonse walk behind you giving you a loving smile as your eyes drifted off to sleep due from all of the exhaustion.

"Goodnight Y/n," Al said while walking close to give a small peck on your head as you all make your journey home.

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Happy (horny) Halloween everyone!

Man, this one was also a long NSFW one. I wanted to write something with Al and Seth as being Halloween monsters and this ask was perfect for it! Really liked doing this one and I've been thinking about a possible series with a old fantasy AU I had for the boy's a long time ago. I'll put the link in if you guys are interested, but thank you all for reading and I love ya

❤🧡💛💚💙💜🖤

Fantasy Au ideas

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Also please ignore the art it's old 😅😅😅

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noyasboxdye · 3 years ago

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Notes: Welcome to the first day of kinktober this doesn't have a lot of knife play bc i don't really know how to write for it but i tried my best :)

Word Count: 2,016

Pairing: Tendou Satori x Male! Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, home invasion(?), knife play, CNC (?), death threats, praise, oral sex (reader receiving), power bottom tendou.

Tendou Satori loved you. He thought you knew. You obviously didn't thought with the way you were hugging and laughing with Ushijima. To be fair though he hadn't confessed. But you still should've known! After all the things he's done for you he can't believe you would betray him like this.

Going out to coffee with him and alone at that! Something could've happened to you. He could've hurt you and he still could. But you were to naive. He couldn't blame you honestly nor could he get mad. For several reasons the main one being that he cared to much. The other being that you couldn't help it after all you were just cute little y/n.

So when he'd saw you in that coffee shop with Ushijima letting him touch you like that he'd decided to do something. He had to do something bigger to let you know you were his. Obviously being a gentleman along with the occasional flirting wasn't doing that. How could you know though because once again you were naive.

He'd just have to come on a little stronger. He couldn't do that now thought you both had class. And his class was out of your way so he'd just have to wait till you got home. Oh he was so excited! The day dragged on for the both of you. He couldn't stop thinking about how excited you'd be to see him. He'd decided to wait until you got home to coming in.

You'd gotten home from school hanging your coat in the closet setting your bag down on the table and going into your room. Getting undress and wrapping your towel around yourself taking your soaps into the bathroom. Turning the shower water on and putting your shower cap on. Getting in the shower and sitting under the water.

Your muscles relaxing under the hot water. Allowing yourself to calm down. Tendou on the other hand was tense. He was here now! He couldn't figure out how to get in though. He didn't want to set off your alarm and have you possibly hear him. But he couldn't think of another way in. Your window might work but they were usually closed and he couldn't go through the front.

The neighbours could see and call the cops. Your room window should work though. You usually sleep with them open because sleeping in the cold with the heat on is easier. Going to the side of the house and seeing that the window he climbed onto of the patio table. Climbing his way into the window. Peaking into the bathroom to make sure you were in the shower. Seeing that you were in the shower.

"Perfect they're getting all clean for me." he thinks sneaking past the door as quietly as he can before making his way into the kitchen. Grabbing a (bigger) knife. He was hoping he wouldn't have to use it. He was hoping you would be just excited to see him here as he was you. Because he knew you loved him and you knew he loved you. You just didn't think straight sometimes.

A perfect example would be this morning before class. You went on a little coffee date with Ushijima. You loved him he just had to remind you of how much you did. And he would do just that. He would make sure that you never forgot about either of your love ever again. Going back into your bedroom. Taking off all of his outer wear.

Cleaning himself up a bit wiping himself off and fixing his disheveled shirt. Making himself comfortable on the bed patiently waiting for you to come in. Trying to decide what to say, how to say it, and when. He knew you'd be a little startled by him coming unannounced but you'd also be delighted. After all who wouldn't be delighted to see their love surprise them at home.

Especially after a stressful day at school. It was a while before you'd finally got back into your room and when you did you were definitely surprised. He'd just been sitting there trying to explain himself. While you were yelling at him to get out.

He'd sounded like a mad man to you and to make matters worse he had a knife near him! You'd started hitting and kicking after he grabbed you. Pushing him off of you and running to the bed so that you could grab the knife. But he'd gotten a hold of you and the knife first. He never thought he would have to but he pinned you down and pressed the knife to your throat.

Pushing your hands above your head and into the mattress before putting his thigh in between your legs against your groin. You'd whimpered a bit and prayed that he didn't hear you but he did. A smile grew at the noise you let out. You'd sounded so heavenly. Like music to his ears!

He wanted- no needed to hear more. He had to hear more of those pretty little sounds again. And louder. He wanted to hear you say his name in that way. He had to hear it. He'd do anything he could to hear it again. So he did it again. He pressed his knee into your groin. Another whimper falling from your lips as he pressed into you.

You didn't know if it was because of the pressure or the fact that he had a knife to your throat that was making you feel this way and you hated it. But you loved it as well. The thought of your life being in such danger made your stomach curl. It made you crave him. You unconsciously grind into his thigh as you think about the situation more. More whimpers and now moans leaving you.

Leaning down Tendou kissed you lifting the knife from your throat. Setting it down on your bed and kissing his way down to your neck. Sucking and nipping at the skin. You wrap your arms around him as he makes his way down your neck. Taking your shirt off and immediately finding his way back to you lips and neck.

Kissing down towards your chest. Grazing his hand against your nipple testing the waters. His stomach did flips as he heard you whimper his name. He'd dreamed about this on numerous occasions and he always knew what to do when he'd done it with other people. But now that he'd actually had you in his grasp, and was doing these things with you he didn't know what to do.

You were so perfect with the way you grabbed at the nape of his neck toying with the little hairs, softly moaning his name in his ear, and wrapping your legs around his. He needed more though, he needed to be in you. And with the way you grinder your hips against him you were practically begging him to fuck you. And who was he to deny you a good fucking?

If you wanted to be fucked that's what you would get. Kissing his way back up your body he removes his lips sitting up before taking off his shirt and removing his pants. He'd never been more eager for something in his life! "Tendou- baby please." you moan reaching out for him pulling him back down to you stroking his cock through his boxers.

He let out a deep groan at the feeling. Pulling him self away once again to pull your pants down, dragging your boxers down with them. Throwing them in a random corner of the room and forgetting about them as he strokes your cock. "mmm- Tendou- fuck... please." you say your back arching off of the bed slightly. "Nuhuh you got to tell me what you want hun alright...? Use your big boy words baby." he says as he rests his head back into the crook of your neck, sucking and biting on the skin.

He smiled at the sight. His hand moving faster making you stutter out even more nonsense than before. "Fu- fuck me-! Tendou please fuck me." you say getting impatient, humping at the air as if it'll give you the relief you need. "Good boy! Using your big boy words for daddy!" he says smiling at you. You moaned at his words.

Finally he stood up grabbing the lube out of his jacket pocket and pouring a generous amount onto his hand before strolling your dick once again. Making sure that your dick was wet enough. Straddling your lap and lifting his hips he slowly sunk himself down on your length. A series of moans leaving past his lips as he reached the base, slowly grinding against you as he waiting for himself to get used to your length.

Slowly bouncing on you as he pinched and twisted at your nipples. High pitched moans coming from you as you begged him to go faster, trying to thrust your hips up to meet him. You reached over at nothing his head following your hand as he bounced on your dick. "Oh can't have you getting to this now came we darling?" he says tauntingly as he rolling his hips making a point to grind down harder and fit more of you into him.

You felt him squeeze at the base of your cock and it made you go wild. "Fuc- Tendou! Please!" you moan. He rolled his hips as he bent down to kiss you. You were becoming so desperate for him. You'd try and fuck up into him but every time you tried he'd just press the knife into your neck.

"Mm~ I guess I can give you what you want... just use your big boy words for me baby? Please?" he says sucking on your chest. "Fuc- fuck me! Please- please fuck me." you say. A smile pulls at the ends of his lips as he kisses your forehead resuming his previous pace. "Mh-m shit! You feel so good." you moan.

He rested his hand on your chest while the other held onto the knife, applying pressure to your neck with it every few minutes. "Mm- daddy 'm gonna cum~" you say gripping onto the bedsheets your knuckles going white. "No you aren't baby. You're going to hold it for daddy like a good slut aren't you?

Wouldn't want the knife to slip and cut up your throat now would we..?" he says pressing the cold metal further into your warmer skin. Chills going down your spine, and your cock twitching inside of him at the idea. "N- no sir." you whined as he fucked himself onto you again. "Good boy." he says.

Dragging himself up and down on your length as moans fell from his lips. Throwing his head back as he came to a full stop whimpering as his cock twitched beads of precum leaking from the tip. "Fuck~" he moans softly as he starts bouncing again. Not noticing that the knife was starting to pierce your skin tiny beads of blood making their way to the surface of your neck.

The euphoric feeling of your warm thick length in him while he listened to your pretty little whimpers and moans had him on cloud nine. "Mmpf- fuck i'm gonna cum!" you exclaim. "Ye- yeah me too- fUck~!" he moans as you fuck yourself up into him his movements coming to a halt as his hand grips at your skin dragging his nails down your chest as he throws his head back, his warm seed spilling all over your stomach.

"Daddy- daddy please, please let me cum!" you beg tears pricking your eyes. Getting off of you and immediately going down to put your dick in his mouth. Sucking on the tip while he uses his hands to get to the rest of you. "Fuck fuck fuck-" you say cutting yourself off as you cum. Tendou hums softly smiling to himself as he swallows your cum, licking any extra off of you to make sure it doesn't go to waist.

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msookyspooky · 3 years ago

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now that i watched near dark may i pretty pls request severen turning someone he likes but they’re just like caleb and are very apprehensive about staying and making their first kill. like how would he convince the rest of them to let his s/o stay and at the same time have to convince his s/o to stay with him as well!

(basically mae-sev and caleb-y/n)

i love u sm for introducing me to near dark 🖤

Of course bby anything you want 🖤🖤🖤

(And ur beyond welcome but that was me selfishly just shoving Severen and the rest of them in ur faces till u all watch it so I ain't the only one hyperfixating 😬😭) (Also this is long as hell I used recycled parts from a scrapoed fanfic of mine lolol)

Severen with a Freshly Turned S/O

(Sev in Mae's place with a S/O like Caleb.)

He definitely doesn't fall often or possibly ever. Honestly, he's the only one out of the group that doesn't have a mate and doesn't seem to care to get one. So, for him to fall for you in such a short time had everyone including himself reeling. Either you were someone that he was forced to be around at night in an open public place and you both just clicked or you were one of the countless lays he's probably had in his long life and you just hit different (Srry for that pun) OR...You simply made him feel a way he had never felt before with a stranger. Maybe you were that kind? Maybe you were a complete wise cracking asshole he just vibed with? Maybe it was forced by some circumstances like Caleb and Mae? Either way...You may have only known him for a short amount of time but you had him infatuated with you and you started crushing on him as well. Big time. So much that you trusted him to be alone with you in the middle of the night. You were winning his heart and vice versa.

Jesse said they had to leave soon, forcing him to make the kill like he did hundreds of times before you...And half way through the bite; he just couldn't do it or you ran away and he didn't have it in him to chase after you and finish the job. By time the sun had set a whole 8-10 hrs later...You were turned.

The hell he got from everyone when you either came back to the camper or were kidnapped just for them to realize he had turned you.

"They're turned, Jess...I done did it. Ain't no goin' back now." Severen admitted, hanging his head as everyone stared at him in utter shock before looking over at you huddled up on the floor. Homer's mouth dropped as he gestured to you. "As if we need another person to hog sleeping spots around here! Since when are ya getting soft and turnin' jus' anybody?!"

Severen shot Homer an annoyed glare. "I don't wanna hear shit from you, ya lil hypocrite! Because you turned Mae, she turned Caleb. So you technically dragged two into our lives." He gave him two fingers up.

Homer huffed, "As if that was my fault! I turned Mae only and-"

"Both of you pipe down a minute." Jesse mumbled, head on the steering wheel as he was trying to think.

Mae and Caleb just silently watched while Diamondback looked completely unsure what to say. Waiting for the one person to call the final verdict in your fate.

Jesse rarely lost his temper but he was absolutely livid at the moment. Jerking up from his seat, looking at Severen for an answer. "...The hell are you doing Severen?... Out of everyone, you know the cons here. You know the shit storm we could be in!"

Severen looked up at Jesse. "And it's my shitstorm to wad through, Jess. I'll take the fall; you know that!" He ran a hand through his hair. "It dont fuckin' matter now...Point is; they're here. They're turned. They're stayin'."

Diamondback looked between her mate and Severen. Jesse gave him a sharp glare. "Homer's right. We got limited space as is! Are we jus' gonna turn a new one into us every other year? Have two campers to drive, twice as many mouths to feed, twice as many to look out for-"

"We'll make the room. They're stayin'."

"Sev...You don't get to make that choice." He gave in an even tone with a frown.

Severen rarely challenged Jesse but you were becoming the exception. He raised his voice in anger, glaring at Jesse. "The hell I don't! You turned Diamondback, Homer turned Mae, Mae turned Caleb's ass! I haven't turned a single human in all this time I've been by your side. So, if I want to turn this one damn human into one of us and babysit them into truly being one of us I think I have the fuckin right!" His tone was deathly serious as he frowned deeply at Jesse. " You need to give me that much when it comes to my place here, Jess. Either they stay or I go."

"Severen-" Diamondback urgently whispered under her breath, a distressed look on her face at the news. For once, even Homer was quiet as you all silently watched both men glaring at each other with their shoulders tensed. You were terrified and just wanted to go home but you realized that wasn't an option.

Caleb spoke up through the deafening silence. "Uh...Jesse, why not give 'em a chance like you did me? I mean, I made it. So, what's it gonna hurt?" He got glares shot at him as Mae clung to his arm and spoke up as well. "Jesse...If Severen trusts them enough to go out on a limb like this then...Maybe we could try. Caleb's right, what's there to lose?" She glanced over at you with a sympathetic expression.

Severen glanced over at them both with a bit of surprise in his eyes at them coming to his defense on this. Caleb firmly nodded at him as Mae continued to stare at you. You noticed Caleb had on the same kind of spur Severen did on one of his boots...

Jesse took a deep breath, closing his eyes before looking over at you as well. Jesse scared the shit out of you. He just had this intimidating and commanding aura about him. He was clearly the patriarch of this group and your life may be in his hands now. He looked back to Severen, staring a moment before nodding. "...Alright. One week..." He held up a finger and lowered his voice. "One damn week, Severen."

Things were awkward at first with you there. No one really talked to you but Mae and Caleb; both if them not as set in their ways as the rest from only being newly turned themselves the last few years. You felt eyes on you no matter what. Everyone watched you constantly out of morbid curiosity as to how and why out of all of them...SEVEREN picked you.

The first day he probably went overboard trying to get you to feel welcomed. Joking, trying to nudge you to join in, cuddling up to you to make you feel safe and comfortable. He nuzzled up with you the first day during sleep. Covering you both up with a blanket to try and make you feel comfortable in his arms in this new place. "Things are gonna work out, you'll see...It's gonna be the best thing to ever happen to me an you both. For now, jus' lay here with me an get some rest." He whispered to you before kissing your forehead. It instantly made you wrap your arms around his neck and lay your head on his chest. You caught DB watching you both before she fell asleep. Probably taken aback by seeing Severen so affectionate towards someone so new.

He was over the moon your first night as a freshly turned vampire. He clearly thought you would feed with him and accept this lifestyle right away...He was mistaken.

He took you with him hitchhiking your first night. You saw how much he cleaned up, flirting with you when you commented on the change of attire. He shot a goofy grin with his thumb up as a van came down the road. Two kids opened it with the smell of weed wafting in the small space and empty beer bottles hiding behind the seat.

They were good natured, going to a party and offering to take you. Severen did all the talking. Charming the pants off them like he did anyone else...You didn't hear a word.

You had only been in the van for 5 minutes before you felt off. You could smell them, you could hear their heartbeat, you could see their veins beneath the skin. You licked your lips as your mouth became dryer than the desert. Severen saw it, smirking to himself as he saw the hunger finally taking over you.

"Hey, you good?" The guy asked as he drove. You realized you had been staring at him this whole time. You were sweating, huffing to catch your breath. "Need us to pull over?"

Severen whipped out his revolver. "No but I am gonna need yall to sit your asses in yer seats, shut your traps and do what we tell ya. Let's make this easy and not too messy, alright?" He gave with a grin.

The one guy screamed as he aimed the gun at the back of the drivers head. You felt nauseous even though you were starving. The only way to describe it would be having ravenous hunger and the only thing offered to you was rotten food. The idea of killing these young kids made you want to throw up.

The boy slammed on the brakes to the side of the road before putting his hands up. Fear on his face as Severen's gun was pressed against his scalp. He jerked his head back by the hair to expose his throat to you. "Go on, honey. All yours." He offered with a smile. His dark blue eyes lighting up in excitement at seeing you make your first kill. All while the young man had tears in his eyes begging at you to please not hurt him.

You trembled. Your stomach hurt with the hunger you felt; It was mind numbing. You were leaning towards him without even realizing it. The moment you did, you jerked back and pressed against the door. Severen's face fell as you shook your head. "I can't. P-Please, I can't!"

You opened the passenger door to stagger away and vomit. You heard Severen cursing as the back door opened and the one escaped. He had no choice but to shoot him while you stayed on the ground. Shaking on all fours as reality truly sank in that this was your life now.

Severen snapped the neck of the driver before stepping out of the van. His boots and spur clanking under the loose gravel as he stood over you, offering his hand down. "....Come on, get up. We only got one now since that other sorry assholes blood is wasted in the dirt. You can have this one." He gestured to the one shot as you stood up. He led you to the van and you jerked out of his grip.

"Severen, I can't."

"What the hell do you mean ya can't? You take this one and I'll get another one later."

You furiously shook your head. Feet firmly planted on the ground. "No. I can't and I won't."

He softly rolled his eyes. "Would you stop being so difficult 'bout it? Ya gotta feed."

You had tears in your eyes as you shook your head. He sighed heavily and shrugged. "Alright...You'll change yer mind soon enough...Hell, that blood layin in dirt and dog shit over there will be seeming like a damn good meal the longer ya wait." He stared at you a moment, hoping you would change your mind but you simply held yourself and lokked away. He frowned as he hopped back into the van to feed for the night.

He was right...That blood 20 feet away soaking into the dirt smelled good. You forced yourself to walk aways up the road to cry and rationalize what you were going to do.

It was a good ten minutes later when you sensed him behind you. You released a shaky breath, rubbing the tears off your cheek. " I'm sorry... You mad at me?"

You heard him sigh and crouch down beside you. His elbows on his knees as he put a hand firmly on your shoulder. "YN, I ain't mad. So, you got cold feet your first night? Big deal! They'll be others... Come 'ere, honey." He helped you up and held you. You didn't know how to feel. He was the cause of this new curse but also the only blessing you had left. He rested his chin on your head as you clung on to him. You didn't even care if he was covered in blood. Blood didn't even smell the same anymore. He mumbled sweet nothings in your ear before leaning down and kissing you.

You wanted to slap him for it. He knew what he was doing. The blood on his mouth tasting like a delicacy he knew you couldn't resist. It just made you cling to him and kiss him harder as he lifted you off the ground.

There was some mixed emotions on your part towards him. He never asked you. He just turned you and you were confused and scared. You wanted to go home, you wanted to see your friends or family, you hated that animals didn't like you now...And of course, killing to survive night after night. He LOVED being what he was so seeing you be so reluctant for days on end has him disappointed. There was definitely tension between you both.

There were small arguments when it came to feeding the more time went on. You were getting paler and clamy and weaker by the day. Your stubborness even after a few tastes of blood on his lips during kisses not swaying you. He finally offered you his blood as a last resort when you were too weak to even walk properly. On his knees with you heaving for air on the ground. Begging you with worry in his eyes: "Please, YN. If ya don't, yer gonna die! Do you wanna fuckin' die? Cause if that's the case, Jesse's gonna put you down like a rapid dog and I don't know what I'll do." He looked genuinely worried. You looked half dead but he looked tired. He was truly concerned about you and what your fate was which would be his fate in turn. You got a taste of his blood and you realized how good it was but you were still reluctant to make a kill. "I can't be yer meal forever! Either you make your first kill or you'll die and all this bullshit and heartache I'm going through for you is all for nothin!" He was desperate for you to get it through your head you were one of them. That you were his.

Jesse was pissed when he found out Severen was pulling the same stunt Mae did. Severen rationalized it was only once or twice and Jesse and DB argued that it would continue and make him have to hunt twice as much to supply his blood and be fed himself. It caused even more tension as Jesse saw you as his first fledglings undoing. Almost 200 years of Severen being the ballsy, cut throat, practical man he was just for you to come along and have him weak in the groups eyes. They didn't like it and in turn started not liking you. It put Severen between a rock and a hard place. His family meaning everything to him but so did you...

The truth was, you both didn't understand eachother. He didn't understand the need for not killing for survival or the fear of what he viewed as a gift he gave you. You didn't understand how he can kill anyone without a second thought or to just go from place to place forever. He decided to try a different tactic. Instead of romanticizing this life like Mae does, he showed you the power and what you could do instead. Showing the raw strength you now possessed. Helping you pick up on senses you never had as a human. He definitely hurt himself in front of you just to show you what you could now do. It was his way of showing you how great this new life could be and that you weren't human and shouldn't empathize with humans anymore.

If it was close to your 4 or 5th day and you still refused to feed...It had him stressed the fuck out. Barely sleeping and feeding himself as he was too worried that someone he was beginning to deeply care about wasnt going to make it. If you fed but decided to leave; that's bad enough but at least he would know you survived...You were going to starve to death or be cast out to die if you didn't make a choice soon.

His family were not for it. All of them were flabbergasted at him allowing you to be resistant for so long while dragging them down. Jesse or Diamondback definitely pulled him off to the side and asked him what was going on with him and why for you. Caleb and Homer tried joking with him and he was uncharacteristically absent minded the whole conversation. I actually think Mae would be the one to bond with him. They both didn't talk much compared to everyone else in the clan but she knew first hand what it was like in his shoes. They had small talks whenever she saw him up a little too early in the sunset hours worrying himself while you and everyone else slept. Her answer? Tell you how much you mean to him. That you weren't turned as a game or sex partner. That if you didn't feed and become one of them how much it would kill him. She definitely made you feel welcomed and so did Caleb. It helped make you want to stay but the other three giving you a tough time didn't make it easy. They weren't mean to you but they definitely weren't friendly either.

Jesse finally had enough and basically did what they did for Caleb. All of them as a clan going to a seedy joint somewhere off the beaten path where you would make a kill or you were out. Severen hung back to talk to you on the walk there.

"They hate me." You sighed out as you watched them all talking together and walking ahead of you.

He shook his head, cigarette out the side of his mouth with his arm slung over your shoulder. "They don't hate ya. They jus'...Ain't used to the new kid coming in and stealin' their favorite toy is all." He winked at you and a small smile formed.

"I don't blame them...I know I haven't been very compliant here."

"No, you definitely have been a pain in the ass." He mumbled with a smirk. "But yer my pain in the ass. Your my responsibility here so if you ain't eatin then clearly I'm doin' something wrong."

You looked up at him. You could see the frown from his side profile. You hesitated before voicing your worries. "Severen...What if I can't do it? What if I get hurt trying?"

"Then I'll beat the livin shit out of 'em."

"What if I become a different person? I don't want to lose myself-"

"Oh for fuckssakes" He grumbled. Throwing his cigarette on the ground and grinding it out. You scoffed. "I'm serious! I mean, if I don't sympathize with people anymore...What if I become a heartless monster or just mean and not myself-"

He stopped you from walking, placing both hands on your shoulders to look at him. "You won't. Mae is still that sweet lil lovable pain in the ass that Homer dragged in and Caleb is still that annoying asshole kid she brought in. Ya ain't gonna change." He offered with a smile as he looked into your eyes. He hesitated a moment himself before whispering. "Ya mean a lot to me, YN. I just want you apart of my life and this is my life. They'll come around when you come around...Just try it. I'm begging you at this point. Do I gotta get on my knees and grovel for you to drink the blood?"

He instantly got on his knees in the gravel with a comical sad face in place. You laughed to yourself as he dramatically begged you. He'd do anything for a laugh, especially from you. His voice was a whine as he had his hands out in front of him. "Oh pretty please won't you just drink the blood and be mine? Pleeeaaassseeeee? I can be your sex slave forever, I don't give a fuck as long as you lick one damn drop...Please, please, please-"

You covered your face in embarrassment at how loud he was being. He gave you an impish grin as you groaned. "God! Okay, okay! I'll try. "

He stood up and chuckled as you rolled your eyes with a smirk. He drapped his arm back around you. "So, did my begging work? Is that what it takes?"

You thought a moment with playful look in your eyes. "Hmm...I don't know. I do like you begging." You teased.

A small yelp escaped you when felt a hand snake down to firmly grip your ass as he leaned down near your ear. "Mm, kinky. I can beg all you want later...Right before you'll be begging me."

You blushed as he just released a dark chuckle and smacked you on the ass. You were already at the place and your heart sank a bit.

It was a dark secluded biker bar on a four way stop quite a ways out of town. They seemed to pick these places because A. Off the beaten path. They could take their time. B. Fights and chaos break out all the time so cops won't be too involved. C. The people in there were rowdy, mean and sometimes bad people. No one would miss them like they would a sweet charity worker in the community or a teacher or someone like that.

You and him walked in just to have a group of bikers wolf whistle at you in his arms. You felt him bristle while his smirk never left. You didn't look but for them to do that...They were disrespecting you and challenging him. You heard them laughing as he ignored them and walked in with you. He pushed you towards DB. "Can you take em to the bar? I got new friends I jus' made."

Diamondback gave him a bemused smirk. "Play nice with the other boys, Severen."

He chuckled at that and crossed his heart. "Scouts honor."

You fumbled as he left and you were left with a person that had gave you nothing but a hard time this week. She lost her smirk with you and gestured to the bar. You rolled your lips anxiously but followed. You both took a stool at the bar.

The silence was stretching out before it just came out. "Diamondback...I'm sorry. I don't mean to step on anyones toes but-"

"Hush now. Ain't the right time for all that." She mumbled. She eyed you, considering you for a moment before some guy came up to her and you. Obnoxiously flirting, half sauced and insufferable. Diamondback nudged you to pay attention to what she was doing.

"Whats a pretty thing like you want to quench yer thirst, sugar?"

"Whaddya recommend?" She asked with a coy smile.

"Well...The best thing is in the back if ya catch my drift."

You sneer to yourself in disgust, he reeked of booze and sweat. She forced herself to giggle. "Well, we'll just have to see now won't we? For now, whiskey neat."

"You heard the lady! And yer friend?"

You cringed inwardly as DB laid a hand on your arm and flirted for you. "They'll have the same."

You jumped when someone came crashing in and landed on a table that broke from the impact. You saw it was Severen and Diamondback forced you to stay in your seat, shaking her head as she whispered low. "Watch n' learn."

You bit your lip as Severen groaned and raised his head while the bikers came in. He had some blood on his nose as he grinned up at them. One hosted him up by his jacket as he kept his smirk. You clenched the bar in front of you, flinching as one slugged their fist right into his jaw.

Diamondback eyed you. "Ya really do care about him, don't you?" She asked softly. You didn't give a response as Severen got knocked over your way on the ground and you instantly jumped off the stool to go to him. You looked up a moment while he was chuckling to himself just to see Jesse locking the front door and breaking off the handle...You soon realized he baited them all in here.

Severen stood up and gave you a reassuring smirk as you took a step back with DB's hand on your shoulder. One of the bikers made a sexual comment about you, grabbing his crotch right in front of you. It made you feel dirty and enraged as you saw Severen's jaw tick. DB whispered in your ear. "Ain't nothing but junk food here. You can eat guilt free." You looked at her as she gave you knowing smile before taking the mans offer and going to the 'back room' with him. Leaving you to watch Severen go completely buck wild the minute one made a remark about making you their bitch... They're jaw was ripped off their face with blood and exposed teeth hanging in its place in less than 30 seconds. Still alive but out of the way and in pain; suffering.

You watched him with wide eyes as he tore through every single biker with sadistic glee on his face. Purposely doing the most damage to the first to leave the rest scared to death at what was coming to them.

Mae and Caleb seemed to not be as showy, gravitating to the people on the side lines. Giving them quick deaths they didn't see coming. The other four wanted them to see it. They wanted the people in this bar to watch the carnage and wait their turn.

Homer already had one by the hair and his slit throat dripping blood into a glass. Jesse killed the bartender with one shot to the head before he waited, seeming to want to make sure everyone else was fed before him. DB came back wiping blood from her mouth with a towel. She walked over to Jesse as Severen was ripping a mans throat out with his teeth and greedily drinking.

"He seems more enthusiastic than usual." Jesse mumbled as DB offered him a pint of blood. "Well, they did make a nasty comment or two about his mate."

You blinked in her direction at the term.

DB smiled up at Jesse as he took a sip. "I like them, Jess."

"Really?"

She nodded. "They got to get over this hump with their human morals but they care about him...They really do. Ain't too often someone cares about us least of all Sev."

Jesse nodded at that as his eyes went to you across the bar.

It wasn't long before Severen came back sucking the blood from his fingers. As if it mattered, he was caked in it. His shirt wasn't even white anymore. He grabbed the man with the half missing jaw by the hair and dragged him over to you. The one that made the comment about sexually assaulting you.

He yanked him in your direction by the hair. "All yours. He's gonna die anyways. Yer jus putting this miserable sack of shit outta his misery. It's more than what he deserves, YN."

The scent of blood was overwhelming as you stared down at the badly wounded man. His tongue and teeth exposed in a gruesome way. You hesitated, unsure if you could do it.

Then the man despite, his injuries, said it. "Fuck ou! Fucin whore!" He gargled. Despite his injuries, still treating you like nothing but an object. You felt anger rise in you at that.

"What?" You mumbled, eyes wide to make sure you even heard him right. Blood and salivia dripped as he vocalized how he could. "FUC OU!"

Something in you snapped the angrier you got at the disrespect. Severen held his head in place as you practically sneered down at him. Even with a ripped jaw he still used every slur and insult he could at you, defiant to the end. Something was taking over you the angrier you got and the more you smelled his blood going to waste on the ground in front of him.

He gave one final insult that made you snap. You didn't realize what you were doing as you tackled his body to the ground and your teeth were already sunk deep into his throat. You rippped into him like a rapid dog, yank your head to get as much blood as possible.

Severen beamed with pride, a loud excited hollar escaping him as he went over to his family to make sure they saw you finally did it. You didn't even hear them. The high from the blood, the ravenous hunger finally being satisfied, the raw anger fueling you to black out and your body to do what it had been screaming at you to do for days.

Homer laughed as he watched from a booth. "God, youngin's are so damn messy."

Jesse smiled to himself as they all watched you. "Leave em be. They'll get control over it one day...Maybe." His eyes darted to Severen who practically slaughtered every human in the bar.

Severen smacked him on the shoulder with a laugh of his own. "See it, Jess? They did it! My baby finally did it! Look at em go! Fuckin ripping him to shreds."

Jesse and the rest couldn't help the smiles on their faces at just how overjoyed Severen was. Jesse chuckled. "Don't go cryin tears of joy now."

Severen laughed. "Well shit, I jus might."

Caleb cringed at how vicious you were. You didn't know you had it in you. "Damn...Poor son bitch."

Mae nodded with a half cringe half smile as you jerked up and crawled over to another undrained body on the ground. "I can tell their Severen's."

"Damn right! Only took a week of hunger but fuck was it worth it." Severen boasted as you finally sat up from your second meal. Breathing heavy, face and chest painted in blood, a feral look in your eye slowly leaving as you were getting your fill.

You barely stood up when Severen rushed over to you with a giant grin on his face. Both of you caked in drying blood as he picked you up and spun you around in his arms. "You fuckin did it!"

You gave a slight smile, unsure how to feel over the fact you really did do it. He sat you down, grabbed both sides of your face and planted a firm kiss to your lips. You couldn't help chuckling against his mouth half way through the kiss at how excited he was. You had butterflies knowing he was that elated and proud of you as he pulled away.

They destroyed the bar and headed to a hotel to get showers. More to keep up appearances that they were human rather than hygiene on their part. You and Sev took one together. If you thought he wasn't going to lavish you with praise and touch at how happy he was then you were wrong. Caleb finally banged on the door after 30 minutes to tell you both you had others waiting. He had you undone multiple times already but told you to ignore him as he gave you one more. On his knees as your back was pressed against the shower wall, hot water steaming up the room as you tried not to moan out loud.

You both got dirty looks as you left. You were glowing with a blush while Severen had a blissful grin on his face. Hair wet and slicked back with a towel around his waist. DB and Jesse were the only two that just chuckled to themselves. The oldest members besides Severen in the group and just happy he found someone even if it meant you both hogging the hot water.

The change was instantaneous. Severen was getting dressed in a side room when Jesse called you over to him. You were leery but went as he stared at you a moment. "YN? I jus wanted to tell you you're welcomed into our group." "Are you sure?" He nodded. "Course I'm sure. I apologize for any hard time we gave you...You just took us by surprise is all." He got up, not one to be too touchy for too long. "We're playin a game of poker...You in?" You smiled but shook your head. "Thanks but I think me and Severen are going for a walk." Homer scoffed. "Good. Get that cheatin sleazeball outta here."

You both got dressed and headed for a walk as everyone else got cleaned up and played poker. He was eager to know your answer and was devastated when you said you weren't sure.

"Whaddya mean?! YN, ya made the kill! You're one of us now. Jesse said you can stay."

You rubbed your arm, not wanting to look at him. "Severen...I miss my friends and family and..."

He walked over to you, urging you to look at him. His slicked back hair had his bangs drying first near his face. Framing his features perfectly. Eyes desperate and eyebrows turned up. You had only seen him this vulnerable when he first offered you his blood, even then, this was ten times that. He held you like he could stop you from leaving if he just held on tight enough.

"YN, I know ya miss yer old life but you don't need it no more...We're yer family now."

You shook your head with a forced smile. "They don't think that. They welcomed me but that's only because of you."

"They do! Even if they didn't...I-" He hesitated, running a hand through his hair and lookibg lost for words for the first time in a long time. He sighed, looking back at you. "You're my life now. I need you..."

You looked up at him as he brought your hand up to cup his cheek, leaning his face into your touch. "Ya gonna make me say it, huh?"

You raised a brow, unsure what 'it' was.

He gave you an earnest look. "...Alright, fuck it. I ain't afraid to say it... I'm fallin for ya. Completely fallin head over heels for you, honey." Your breath caught at the words matched with that vulnerable stare he gave you. "You think I turn jus anyone? Why do you think everyone was so damn shocked around here? Why do you think they gave you such a hard time? Cause they ain't used to it. You're my first and my only."

You opened your mouth, touched beyond beilef. "I...Diamondback called me your mate...Am I?"

He smiled against your palm. "In my eyes you are...But do you wanna be?"

You thought a moment. No more friends or family, no more pets, no more sunlight. That's what you were leaving behind. It's like you just died and walked off the face of the Earth. Then you thought of what you were getting. A newfound family that was already welcoming you after your kill, no aging, no job, no society pressures, no fear, godlike abilities, and a man that you had never felt feeling before like you did him. He was offering it all to you and you just had to say yes.

Your silence stretched out and his face twisted anxiously. You finally nodded. "Okay."

"...Okay?" He raised his brows staring at you before you smiled at him. "Okay, I'll stay. Because...I'm falling for you too. I mean, I think it's obvious but since you said it so I better say it back, huh?"

"Only if you mean it."

"I do...I'm falling in love with you, Severen."

You saw a slow smile spread over his face as his eyes had nothing but love in them for you. He leaned forward to kiss you. It was unlike all the other firm or passionate or sloppy kisses he usually gave. It was slow, tender and like he was pouring every ounce of his feelings for you into it. He pulled away before wrapping you up in an embrace. Your arms went under his leather jacket as he held you close.

"You won't regret, darlin. You an me are in this together. Forever."

You smiled at that. "Forever? That's a long time."

"I'm gonna love you every minute of it too."

#all my hc are if Caleb's dad never found them and they all lived together as a family the end #severen headcanon #severen imagine #severen hc #severen near dark #severen #severen x reader #near dark #near dark 1987 #near dark hc #near dark imagine #near dark imagines

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thecountesstribe · 3 years ago

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TRIGGER WARNING!!! SPOILERS AHEAD.

Alright all shit aside that scene with Nate and Cal was fucked up and scary. Some people interpretation of the situation was that Nate was SA by Cal and others interpretation of it was Nate seeing the tapes of Cal at such a young age warped Nate. I'm leaning more towards the second interpretation. Nate becoming the very thing he despises has got to be alot for him. Combine that with Cal and Marsha's fucked up parenting, Nate was bound to grow into a pos. Nate seeing himself as one of Cal's partners/victims was really sick.... I don't know how to put it into words, it makes sense in my head but I get why Nate is the way he is. Not excusing his behavior cause majority of us unfortunately have some kind of trauma and we chose to not to be pieces of shit. We go get therapy or roll up and sort that fuckin shit out. Victimizing people cause you were victimized yourself is not an excuse, if anything you're supposed to know better, but I get that it's not as black and white as it is. His parents failed him. Marsha purposely turning a blind eye was just as bad. She had to know what Cal was doing. What parent doesn't know their kid?!! This would never be a Nate sympathy/apologist blog but I just get it.

Now onto Maddy and Cassie.... I was really trying to empathize with Cass up until she fuckin slept with Nate but Cass is a really bad friend. The fact that Maddy loved, probably still does love Cassie, more than Nate and was more hurt over the fact that Cassie betrayed her was heartbreaking. Maddy confessing by the door that Nate put her through hell and Cassie still went ahead to live with him and was flaunting being with him during school was downright trifilin and disgusting. Maddy called Cassie her soulmate and meant that shit and when she said she would've never did that to Cassie, that hurt bro.

Am I the only one who doesn't trust Samantha.. idk something about her is off.

For all Mama Suze faults you can't say she doesn't love and support her daughters. Just hope she can heal so she could get her happy ending. She was so proud of Lexi, it had me gushing.

I'm glad to see Rue thriving and getting sober. Leslie needed to have that talk with Rue. She honestly would've killed herself trying to save Rue and it would've destroyed Gia in the end. Finally they're acknowledging Gia in this. That baby always gets the shitty end of the stick. This quote, "sometimes you have to let go of stuff or people that destroy us no matter how much you love them" resonates deeply with that conversation. Rue dragging down herself will in turn sink everybody around her whether she wants to or not. Idc how much people love the idea of Jules and Rue but Rue needs to stay away from her. Rue and Jules aren't good for each other. She enables her behavior and then acts innocent. What Rue said about her was facts. Still haven't forgiven her and Elliott and I never will.

Ethan my darling. I love him your honor. Kat looked so pretty this episode. Fezbae and Ash need to be OK. Ashtray spidey senses are tingling and I need him to figure it out before something happens. The only reason why they got caught slipping is cause Ash went to the bathroom. We all know our boy is sharper than that. Faye is upsetting me. Fez was so nice to her bro.. His grandmother did warn him about his heart of gold but he can't help it. Haven't met his mom but that's her child. I just really don't want Fez heart to fuck him over in the end. Fez nervousness when getting ready was really sweet and adorable. You'll always be handsome baby. Lexi and his relationship is really fuckin sweet 😭💜. Also them messing with Lexi and her Halloween costume being Bob Ross was hilarious. I hope Rue and Lexi could get back close.

I'm done ranting now, the producers were some hoes for doing that cliffhanger. Bitch I got anxiety and this is all I'm gonna think about till Sunday.

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thepavementsings-archive · 2 years ago

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No but for real...there are people out there thinking Pierre and Yuki (gonna) hate each other or what???

Clearly I have successfully avoided these opinions till now...jesus!

There are people out there salivating at the possibility of driver and stannie wars but they don't realize we all have a common enemy: the alpha tauri strat team <3

I put this under the cut because no one asked for my actual opinions, but I think overall both of them have had a combo of shit luck and the other driver having good performances when they've had weaker ones. My bias is ofc gonna be Pierre, but now that they've BOTH had times losing from running in the points outside their control and quali messes fucking their races, I feel like the bad luck has evened out on both sides of the garage equally shittily?

The standings look like I thought they would all year: Yuki pushing and beating Pierre sometimes in quali and race, but Pierre just eeking it out in the standings because of talent and experience.

I DO think AT is starting to shift their priorities towards Yuki more this year just based on a lot of the quotes and stuff coming out of those garages. But I think that's the product of Yuki finally showing the potential people have been talking about all along, and AT needing to build him up as a team leader type for the inevitable day Pierre leaves the team (whether that be this coming year or later). Also because they have stupid high expectations for Pierre dealing with bullshit because he has been dragging them up the points for so many years even when they've fucked him before.

They're not gonna beef though because neither of them have a threat of not having a seat for next year, so they just have to get through figuring out this mess of a car and team the best way they can like. If anyone can find solidarity through bitching about it it's these two.

Besides. Pierre cannot physically restrain himself from saying something bitchy when he has problems w someone or something I PROMISE you if Pierre wanted to do a teammate rivalry he would burn Yuki to the ground in the press with absolutely no reservation. People want Pierre to say bitchy things bc they love to hate him and everyone wants a villain, but Pierre likes Yuki so tough luck!

Anyways sorry that they're in love and I AM an oracle who said that having to drive this year's crushed up RedBull cans on wheels would make them realize that they should just fuck their way through it. A lot of the yukierre stuff this year IS PR but the difference between that and whatever the fuck people think 'Dando' has going on is that one of them is fun during a kinda shit racing season and the other is an obviously desperate attempt to cover up a rotting scab of intra-team relationships.

#asks #my alpha tauri boys <3

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vexx97 · 3 years ago

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Slow dance under the moonlight

Soft!DaddyDom! Sakusa x fem!reader

wc: 1.4k

T.w.: none just very soft

@toonpai thank you for beta reading my love

"Omi what are you doing?"

"Don't worry and just follow my lead sweet girl."

It's late or early to some, you know this by the soft glow from the moon cascading through the open curtains. Groaning softly, as not to wake the sleeping athlete beside you, you rub your eyes before glancing to the clock next to the bed glaring at the red numbers that read just after three in the morning. Giving a deep but quiet sigh you slip out of bed slowly padding your way to the kitchen, maybe a hot cup of tea will calm you enough to fall back asleep.

Softly closing the door behind you, you give another soft sigh. You hate not being able to sleep next to Kiyoomi, he's already gone from home enough as it is. Pulling out a plug-in pot you fill it with water and set it aside waiting for it to boil, opening the cabinet you groan. Kiyoomi put away the dishes last so now they're just out of your reach. “Damn you and your long arms.” Gritting your teeth you stand on your toes and stretch to reach a cup, the counters not big enough to get on in the small kitchen. “Almost, come on you sombi- shit!” Cursing softly when the cup falls from your grasp and shatters against the floor.

You sit for a moment before releasing the breath you've been holding when you still hear the snores coming from the bedroom. Rubbing your hands over your face you reach for another cup, this time successfully and set it down. Carefully stepping over the broken glass you place the tea bag in the cup and fill it with hot water. While you let the tea steep, you grab a broom from the closet and clean up the broken ceramic. Muttering how you really liked that cup you sweep the pieces into a dustpan and throw them away.

Sighing again, you furrow your brows thinking that it's becoming a regular habit as of late. You shake your head before carefully wrapping your hands around the hot cup, turning so you're leaning against the counter you glare at the hot liquid swirling inside. Large hands wrap around your startling you from your thoughts, head snapping up to meet the tired eyes of your lover. “Omi what are you doing up? You have to get up for practice in a few hours.” He blinks down at you before yawning softly, “I woke up when I heard the cup break and wanted to make sure you're okay.”

Giving him a soft pout you tell him to go back to bed, in return he shakes his head no and grabs himself a cup of water. It's quiet for a while, you sipping on your tea while Kiyoomi watches you from the other side of the kitchen. Walking to the sink, Kiyoomi rinses out his cup and sets it down before walking over to the small counter that boasts an old CD player. Looking at the disc inside he shuts the lid and turns on a soft slow song before making his way to you. “Omi what are you doing?” Hooking a finger under your jaw he tilts your chin up for you to look at him before placing a soft kiss on your lips, “Don't worry about it and just follow my lead sweet girl.”

His words cause a small blush to cross your cheeks, with a small chuckle and a soft smile only you get to see as he takes the cup from your hands and sets it on the counter. Pulling you to his chest he puts one of your smaller hands on his bare chest and the other interwoven with his. With his free hand he smooths it over the small of your back and starts to sway with the music. Closing your eyes you rest your head on his chest, heartbeat thrumming away under the soft skin. One song bleeds into the next as you both sway to the music, all while he whispers sweet praises into your hair.

After the third song he pulls away and lifts your chin to look at him, pleased with the submissive misty look in your eyes. Ducking his head he kisses his way up your jaw and over your cheek before finally capturing your lips with his, “Sweet girl why don't we go back to bed and you let daddy take care of you hmm?” You nod your head in response not quite trusting your voice, with a final kiss to your forehead he swiftly picks you up and carries you back to the bedroom turning off the CD player on his way.

Closing the door behind him with a swift kick of his foot he walks over to the bed gently laying you over in the middle, climbing over you he wraps your legs around his waist before lowering himself to his elbows so his face is just a breath away from yours. You whine as you tangle your fingers into his already messy curls, arching your chest to his you whine out again wanting him to kiss you. “Patience little one let me take care of you.” Soft feather light kisses grace their way over your jaw and down your neck, he moves away from you long enough to slip his spare jersey over your body leaving you bare beneath him. Licking his lips he stares at the rise and fall of your chest as you pant, already breathless from a few small kisses. He lowers his head taking one of your nipples into his mouth, tongue swirling over the steadily hardening bud while nimble fingers play with the other.

You squirm under him, soft whimpers falling from kiss swollen lips as he keeps playing with your chest. Love bites litter your skin as he makes his way down to your dripping cunt, spreading your legs he slots himself on his stomach and licks a long stripe over your soaked folds. Your hands fly back to his hair gripping tightly as he begins fucking you on his tongue, groaning at how you taste. Vibrations make you clench around his skilled tongue, your thighs shake as he devours you. Shifting around he slides two thick fingers into you curling them into your sweet spot as he sucks on your clit, “Da- daddy please ahh I'm gonna-” He knows what you need, doubling his efforts he moans as you fall apart. Removing his fingers he licks away all you have to give him, riding out your orgasm till you're pushing him away from your sensitive pussy.

He climbs back over you capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss, you whine tasting yourself on his tongue. Pulling away he puts your legs back around his waist slowly stretching you around his cock. “Sweet girl, always so good for me.” Soft praise is whispered into your hair as he gives slow deep thrusts, filling you with every kiss his cockhead gives your sweet spot. Nails dig into his shoulders as you beg for him to go faster, harder wanting him to fuck you mindless. Small tears fall as you beg him so sweetly, kissing away your tears he sits back on his knees and throws your legs over his shoulders. “Since you asked so sweetly for me, daddy will give you what you want little one.” With a final heated kiss he grips the plush softness of your thighs and sets a ruthless pace, every drag of his cock against your walls making high pitched moans rip from your throat. Cries of daddy ring within the room along with the slaps of his hips against your ass.

“That's it baby cum for me, hah fuck daddy's close.” Words barely register in your mind as your second orgasm hits you faster than expected. Cunt clenching desperately around the cock still driving into your soft walls, steady thrusts begin to falter as he reaches his end. Through teary eyes and tired limbs you reach for him wanting him close to you, “Wan- ah want daddy to hnng to fill me up.” He curses through gritted teeth, smashing his lips to yours in a hungry kiss moaning into your mouth as his release washes over him. Thick ropes of hot cum paint your walls white as he fills you, pulling away he rests his forehead against yours.

The room is hot both your bodies slick with a sheen of sweat, with soft kisses and gentle praise he coaxes you out of bed long enough to get cleaned up. Not bothering to dress both of you he pulls you to his chest, warm hand rubbing small circles up and down your back. Nuzzling your face further into his chest you whisper out a soft “ I love you Omi.” Before slowing sleep to take you. With a soft smile he kisses the top of your head whispering his love back to you before sleep overcomes him as well.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #sakusa kiyoomi x reader smut #soft!daddy sakusa #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa kiyoomi smut #vexx writes #literally wrote this in an hour

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aetheternity · 4 years ago

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Hey, Jean-babe

Synopsis: Calling Jean by your nickname for him when everyone’s around surprisingly worked out ok for you. (19 year old Jean).

"Hey, Jean-babe I finally found that book you-"

Unfortunately it had been quiet when you entered the room even more unfortunate was the stares coming at you from all directions. Jean quickly rose from his seat taking you by the arm, dragging you into the hall by your wrist.

"Thanks." he said quietly, looking over his shoulder.

"Sorry.." You apologized "Maybe they won't fixate on it?" Jean scoffed raising an eyebrow.

"Ok fine I messed up.."

"Just.. do a quick scan of the room next time.." Jean grumbled

You placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "I will I promise." He kissed back, entering the room again, sliding into his seat while avoiding all the eyes.

You sat across the table from Sasha and she smiled at you. "Hey, Y/N." She greeted

"Hey." You replied with a slightly nervous smile. Everyone had been weirdly quiet since you and Jean had sat down. The only noises currently surrounding the table being, chewing and the small clatter of bowls and cups being set down.

After a while Eren whispered something to Armin and just as your shoulders began to relax and you started to feel normality settling back in,

Connie snorted. Super loud and obnoxious. "Jean -babe?" He practically cackled.

"Shut it, Connie!" Jean yelled, from across the table.

Your cheeks felt like they were gonna burn off and you hung your head over your bowl of soup. After a couple more seconds Eren joined in almost spitting out his water.

"Come on guys! It's cute that they have nicknames for each other." Sasha tried but when their laughter didn't cease but increased in volume she was quickly reoccupied with her bread.

"It's not funny, Eren." Armin added, throwing you an apologetic look which only made you wanna crawl under the table and die.

"Eren, don't choke." Mikasa warned, patting Eren's back as he coughed.

"Oh yeah, so hilarious." Jean grumbled, "Hey Connie, want me to tell everyone here your mom's nickname for you?"

Connie turned with playful malice, "You wouldn't."

Jean ignored him, "And shut up Eren, you wouldn't be able to function if Mikasa didn't run after you constantly."

"Oh really? You wanna go there?" Eren grunted

"Everyone shut up and eat already. You know you all have to be up before the sun for the mission tomorrow. And you all know what happens when I have to wake you up." Levi interrupted

This time the room fell into small bits of chatter and mummers of sentences until people started to retreat. Plates cleaned of food and yawns aplenty.

You looked up to Jean. Surprisingly he hadn't finished his plate either. His smirk was sweet the same one that always made your stomach clench.

"I missed hearing Jean-Babe." He whispered

He could only be referring to the long stretch of time where you'd be tasked as being Hange's assistant. (Due to Moblit's passing). You two had spent so much time apart that any little amount of affection now felt amazing.

"Even in front of everyone?"

He held up the book that had been sitting in his lap. "I get shit from Connie and Eren constantly. I know how to shut them up."

You couldn't help the giggle that fell off your lips as you leaned forward on the table. Pressing your elbows into the hardwood. "Will you tell me what it's for now?"

His fingers crept forward with a soft rub of your knuckles his smile faded a bit. "I've said it's a surprise about a million times."

Technically the two of you didn't have to whisper but you loved how soft Jean's voice could get. Especially since he spent so much time yelling.

"Hint, Jean-babe.."

He stood up circling the table to place his thumb just below your bottom lip. You peered up at him taking in his calm expression that sent a river of chills over your spine. His thumb was delicate and light as it cascaded across your slightly open lips.

When he leaned closer your breathing stopped. Everything stopped. You felt exposed knowing that Captain Levi and Historia were still seated at the end of the table. When he avoided your lips you almost outwardly groaned.

"Come to my room later tonight." And with that he was turning around and hightailing it upstairs. Not without throwing a shitty grin and a wink back at you.

You probably looked stupid with your mouth open like it was. Face warm. And he possible remnants of Jean's teasing exposed on your face. You know you felt stupid but, you were also slightly holding on to that lingering feeling of his fingertips.

Damnnit.

Your leg clattered against the table as you stood trying to avoid the looks from both Historia and Captain Levi. Jean knew and you knew too that you couldn't be in his room till all the lights went out.

Stupid tease.

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It took about 2 hours for everything to finally die down in the barracks. The last remaining whispers falling silent and the light little footsteps of Captain Levi halted inside his office probably with a cup of tea.

You slipped out of your room shutting the door quietly behind you. As always feeling thankful that Historia was either too hard a sleeper to notice your exits or just never said anything. Your feet slid over the floor, until you reached Jean's door.

Through the crack where he'd left it open for you, you could see the way the moonlight shone over half of his face. One leg laying flat while the other was bent, knee pointing up at the ceiling. The book you'd brought him earlier resting in his lap as he scanned the words on each page with his thumb.

"You should come in before Captain sees you." Jean smiled without looking at you.

"You know, you've been teasing me all night." You answered, walking into his room and shutting the door quietly. "That stops now."

His chuckle was calming and yet also electrifying as you walked over to him. He slid his legs open and in you went scooting your arms under his frame as he kissed your forehead. Welcoming you into the sweet embrace.

"That's new." You commented pointing to the small vase with small white flowers in it.

"I couldn't help but see you when I saw these. I don't know how long they'll stay alive but they're pretty." He popped it out of its little home on his desk playfully petting your nose with the petals.

You giggled, taking the flower from him. "When did you get it?" You sat up between his legs to fully appreciate the beautiful plant.

"I was out with Eren, Connie-"

"Oh god." You whispered, biting your lip to keep the shitty grin off your face.

Jean just playfully rolled his eyes. "-Armin and Sasha." He finished

"They made fun of you." You groaned, burying your face in his chest.

"They're just mad they're not in love."

"Cheesy." You mumbled, pressing your lips on his.

"Adorable." He shook his head.

"Book!" You laughed, turning your head to look the discarded book, closed with a bookmark against his wall.

"Well." He began pulling you in tight. His arms wrapped around your shoulders and thighs so you were laying on top of him. (Feet not included). Grabbing the book from where it was and leaning you both back till his head was against the headboard.

"You know I normally read you small passages of a book till you fall asleep. But I noticed that you were having more nightmares. So I wanted you to bring me this book because Armin recommended it. It's full of poems and hopefully they'll be sweet enough that you can rest all night."

You could tell by Jean's slightly nervous expression that you'd said nothing for a really long amount of time. You quickly leaned in kissing his jawline and then his cheek, turning his head to you.

"I love you." You sighed, breath tickling his face.

"I love you more."

"Don't start that shit." You giggled, playfully punching his arm.

"Why? Because you always lose?"

"Read the damn book Jean-babe."

"Whatever you want, Love."

#aot x reader #snk x reader #jean kirschtein headcanons #jean kirschtein imagine #jean krischtein x reader #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #attack on titan x reader #jean krischtein fluff

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Ooooooo bro I've been saving this one for the longest time. Ok so we can all agree that mof crane probably didn't go to his senior prom and probably felt like shit because he didn't feel like anyone really cared about him right? What if a friend/admirer of his (i.e. the reader) he had mutual feelings for asked to hang out on prom night but told him to dress nicely and meet them by the cornfield. He's having doubts cause of the whole Sherry thing but he meets them there anyway, he's gonna comment on how pretty/handsome they look but they're literally so excited they just grab his hand and drag him through the cornstalks. He's getting real sus after a good 5 minutes of walking and is about to pull his hand away until they arrive at a clearing where they have a radio set up to play slow music, a picnic blanket, a few soda bottles filled with wisky that they may or may not have obtained from another student during class, and a balloon held down by a stack of books they've been dying to share with him. They dance, they get a little tipsy, they laugh, he gets a well deserved smooch or two, then they read under the stars together till they fall asleep cuddling.

Please 🙏.

i so fucking wanted to turn this into a fic but i'd just turn it into 30k words of jon's emotional turmoil and never finish it, so have this instead and keep it in mind that my heart has genuinely melted while writing this and i squeezed out every last bit of fluff it had

Masters of Fear!Jon's dream prom night hcs:

when you tell him to meet you by the cornfields on prom night, he's... conflicted. for two main reasons. one obviously being his trauma after the humiliation Sherry put him through the one time he got his courage to ask someone for a date, and two - this was the night of his revenge. he hasn't told you about this, but this was the night his plans were supposed to come to fruition. this was supposed to be the night he first donned the scarecrow costume, the night that would turn his whole life around. but you... you were his friend. he didn't remember a time when you weren't. you were always there. you were there for him every time got bullied, beaten or humiliated. you were there for his misplaced infatuation with Sherry and you were there to comfort him after he had a head-on collision with reality. and now, you were there for his prom night, despite him not having the courage to actually ask you to go with him. and maybe, just maybe... revenge could wait. maybe he should repay you for going through the trouble (and it was a trouble) of befriending him and staying by his side. so he accepted

you told him to dress nicely, so he did, to the best of his abilities. he donned a brown suit, the only one he had that was supposed to be for his prom and that was just slightly too small. it was the smartest garment he owned and he almost liked how it looked, how it made him seem more serious, more intelligent, but when he saw you... he truly felt like a servant in the presence of royalty. "nicely" wasn't anywhere near to how you looked. you were breathtaking. absolutely fucking breathtaking, to the point where the air actually got stuck in his lungs when he looked at you. thousands of thoughts were running through his head. you were so beautiful. why didn't he ask you to prom? why did he waste his only chance to do something with what you two had? the suspicions as to why exactly were you so dolled up by a cornfield were muffled by his absolute admiration for you as well as that slight self-hatred that accompanied him wherever he went

and then, you complimented him. it wasn't the first time, you were always so supportive of him, but this time it... hit different. it wasn't anything out of the ordinary, not like you haven't called him handsome before, but suddenly he found himself tongue-tied. the best he could muster back was a stuttering "you too", but before he blinked you were already grabbing his hand and rushing him through the cornfields, claiming that you had a 'surprise'. and after his experiences, Jon wholeheartedly despised surprises

there was a battle going through his head because honestly, where the fuck were you taking him, why were you two tearing through a cornfield? what, because he looks like a scarecrow? was it another joke? you were never once mean to him, but at this point, who fucking knew? but also, you were holding his hand. you laced your fingers and squeezed and pulled and your thumb kept rubbing over his skin in almost a soothing manner and you held his hand-

"(y/n), please-" he didn't even know what he was asking of you, all he knew was that he was scared and your hand was both the reason for it and his only source of comfort, but he shut his mouth the second you pulled him into a small clearing and he was faced with... a dream, really. you took care of... everything. you laid down a huge blanket with some light pillows to make it more comfy, homemade snacks, drinks, alcohol, a god damned radio with both your favourites on, a small stack of books with balloons-

he was speechless. completely, utterly speechless. you were talking like it was nothing, how you took the CDs from your home that he liked, how you baked those muffins he always immensly enjoyed, how you sneakily bought whiskey with the help of your older friends, how you brought the books you were just dying to read with him, how you fucking made your own private prom for you two to enjoy in peace, and said it like it wasn't a big deal. and he... brought you nothing. not even flowers. he should've gotten you flowers, like any man would. you made all this and he was just standing there like a fucking idiot, with his hands empty, and he dared to doubt you after everything you two have been through-

but you didn't let him wallow in his self-doubt, instead pulling him down, deciding to start the fun. you sat there, side by side, with you pouring the drinks, munching on snacks, discussing books, laughing and joking around with some music in the background. Jon has spent some amazing moments with you, from skipping school to go to the lake to going on trips with you and your parents to places he never thought he'd visit, but this felt... special. that night, he felt happier. he felt like it meant more

he didn't expect that slow love song he was fond of to play, nor you offering to dance. well, offering might be an understatement. if you offered, that dumbass would've probably refuse out of sheer embarassment and bashfulness. you pulled him up and decided to lead him to the "dance floor" (i.e. area around the blanket), leaving him no room to refuse. yet again, not the first time you two danced together without a care in the world, but the first time it felt so... intimate. you were so close, closer than ever before. you held him so gently, you smiled so brightly and he was so captivated he stumbled over his own feet more than once, but it was all perfect. your chest pressed up against his and then soon enough, your head leaning on his shoulder felt so... right. like you were meant to fit against him, like his arms were meant to hold onto you like this. at the same time his heart tried to beat out of his chest but his mind was an oasis of peace. he felt both nervous and at ease, his face hesitantly nuzzling into you, arms tightening around your body, pulling you so close not even paper could fit in-between you two

it's like he finally realised that what he always wanted was right under his nose all along. that all that time, the only thing he craved was being with you like this. at last, he could understand why his heart always sped up and why he dreamed of you so often. this was way different than the "thing" he had for Sherry. way stronger, way more sincere. he felt more deserving of Sherry than he did of you, like she was closer in his reach than you because you were always so kind to him, because you always cared and he felt like he had no right to ruin what you two had. with Sherry, he had nothing, it was easier to project onto her because he couldn't have you. and all that time, he was unconsciously complicating his own life instead of just... trying to reach for you

he felt like he got really far with you that night, like it was already a big step forward and that maybe, someday, you'd consider something... more. he didn't expect you to kiss him right then and there. he didn't expect you to slowly lift your head from his shoulder and dive right in with only a quick glance into his eyes. suddenly, the whole world stopped, along with his heart. suddenly, the world didn't exist, there wasn't a single thought of Bo, Sherry or his revenge, there was only you. you and your perfect lips moving against his own and your perfect hands cupping his cheek and tangling in his hair. he didn't expect an embarassing mewl to escape the back of his throat but if anything, you didn't seem to mind, only pulling him closer, letting him feel all of you

the kiss was messy, almost awkward, but Jon has never felt anything as divine as your plush lips moving against his chapped ones, your tongue slowly sliding into his mouth, guiding him, showing him what love really felt like. he really didn't know when his arms embraced you tight enough to feel your every move against his body, but it felt right. it felt right to have you this close and to kiss you like this. it felt like this was where he belonged

he needed air, but he needed you more and he couldn't just stop, if it wasn't for you finally pulling away, he might've suffocated on the spot. when he leaned back, his chest was heaving and his lips tingling, but he didn't let you go. it's like... he couldn't. you looked into his eyes, hell, right into his soul and for the first time in his life, he had no doubt. surprisingly, he felt no fear crawling up his spine that he just fucked up, he felt no anxiety that he ruined what you two had. the only thing he felt was the need to kiss you again. and then again and again until he could no more

the rest of that night was filled with cuddles, kisses, alcohol and laughter. with talking until the early hours of the morning, with you comfortably between his legs and him wrapped around you like a blanket. that night ended with his shaky, whispered "i love you" and long, meaningful kisses from you which were quickly becoming his new addiction as you two finally parted ways, only to meet again the next day, and then the next and so on. and maybe none of you knew that, but you saved him that day. saved him from a fate he was not entirely ready for. from a life of crime and pain and severe trauma

#jonathan crane #scarecrow #the scarecrow #masters of fear #my writing #headcannons #fluff #ridiculous amount of fluff #tw alcohol #panshrekual iii #i am dying #this mightve honestly given me a heart attacl

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