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backfired // fred weasley

Pairing: fred weasley x reader

Summary: after a prank gone wrong, fred seeks warmth within your arms

Warnings: not that I can think of! - except that the ending is trash I’m so sorry. Also I can’t tell if I accidentally wrote Fred ooc so I apologise if I did.

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: this piece is for @weasleysflowr‘s follower celebration!! thank you so much for letting me participating! This is actually my first time joining a celebration or writing event, so I was so stoked to do this! Congratilations on getting 300 followers, you deserve it <3

This took so long that Ayli is actually now at 400 followers!! So another celebration is in order! Congratulations 🥳

Prompts: “i’m not moving, your lap is comfortable” and “is that my sweater (jumper) you’re wearing?” 

tags: @ryeryemilani @a-little-too-much   just ask to be added!

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If there was one thing that could put a dampen on Fred’s day, it would be a prank gone wrong, and that’s exactly what happened. It was quite a shame, really, as both Fred and George had worked really hard on this particular prank. Everything was set perfectly, all the ingredients had been gathered, and everyone was in their proper place. That was, until Snape came looking for Filch claiming there to be an emergency. By the time the twins realised that Snape was in the place the prank was set to place, it was too late, leaving the seething professor covered in a sticky green goo, smelling like a dung bomb. They would’ve laughed, as the sight was quite humorous, but that victory was very short lived when Snape caught sight of them, immediately appointing them two months of detention.

Usually, the twins weren’t ones to care if they got detentions, but they had received two months, with Snape, no less. Yeah, Fred was in a foul mood. That's how he found himself trudging his way back the common room with hunched shoulders, a frown set deep on his face. George broken off the path to go find Lee to explain how badly the prank backfired. Fred was ready to just collapse on the couch and sulk for the rest of the day, not having any energy to keep up with the evening activities. That was his plan, but all thoughts of brooding left his mind when he walked through the portrait hole and saw you there, sitting curled up on the couch with a book in your hands.  

Fred stopped at the entrance and took a moment to admire you, and the way the fire reflected off your face to the point where you looked like you were glowing. He took notice of the way your eyes skimmed across the pages, practically being able to see as the words you were so invested in sunk into your brain. He watched as you bit your plump lips in anticipation at a particularly exciting part of the story. And lastly, he took notice of the knitted jumper sat upon your shoulders, his knitted jumper. Suddenly, all feelings of frustration and defeat left his body, replaced with a more happier and lighter feeling. His heart thudded against his chest as butterflies swarmed in his stomach. Fred loved seeing you wearing his clothing.

You still hadn’t noticed Fred watching from the side, too engrossed in the story playing out in your mind. You were just getting up to the climax of the story, your heart racing as you impatiently read over the words. But you were interrupted when you heard someone clear their throat, followed by, “is that my jumper you’re wearing?” your head snapped up in alert at the source of the voice, your heart chattering for a different reason. Your cheeks filled with warmth at Fred’s words, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear in embarrassment.  

Fred smirked at your flustered state watching your movements closely as you close your book and smile sheepishly at him. “Uhm... no...?”

“Are you lying to me?”  

You hesitated for a second, finally coming clean with a sigh, “...yes”. you looked down at your lap sheepishly. In all honesty, you knew he wouldn’t mind, claiming on various occasions that he preferred to see you in his clothing. However, you took it upon yourself to sneak into his dormitory and steal this jumper right from his trunk.  

Fred smiled to himself at your confession, opting to tease you more because, well, that’s who he is. But before he could get another word in, you perked up again, a glint of mischief present in your eyes as you asked, “So? How did the prank on Filch go?” And just like that, his sour mood had returned at the remembrance of the failed prank. Fred’s smile dropped from his face, carrying himself to the couch and practically flinging himself to sit.

He glanced at your lap, moving his arm to take one of your hands in his, just wanting to feel the comfort he usually felt when holding your hand. He took a moment to just admire how small and soft your hand was compared to his. You linked your fingers together, sensing that something wasn’t quite right. A look of concern passed your features briefly as Fred let out a groan, whining in frustration. “It didn’t go well. Snape came out of nowhere and told Filch he was needed elsewhere, which ended up in the prank going off on him. We’ve got two months detention now!”

You nod in understanding, lifting your free arm to run your fingers through his soft hair. In front of the fire, it was almost like his red locks had lit aflame. “I’m sorry your plan backfired, love. But two months detention isn’t that bad compared to what it could’ve been!” You tried to sound hopeful, wondering if your words had any effect on his mood, but you realised that probably wasn’t the best thing to say as Fred gave you an incredulous look.  

“Please, enlighten me! How could have this ended any worse?”

You sat and pondered for a moment, not actually being able to come up with another option. “Ok, you’re right. It couldn’t have.”  

“Seriously?!” you giggled at Fred as he bent down to lean his head on your lap, pressing his face into your knees. “You’re no help, you know that?”

You knew he was joking, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his behaviour. “Just think, both you and George will come up with an equally as good prank, one that won’t fail on you, and you’ll be out of detention in no time.” you brought your hand down to his head again, raking your fingers through his locks, lightly scratching his scalp with your nails as you do so.

Fred sighed deeply at the sensation, your fingers causing delightful shivers to run down his body. His favourite thing ever was when you played with his hair, and while he’s never admitted that he gathered you already knew. He didn’t respond to your last statement, preferring to just sit in silence, the only sound that could be heard was the cackling of the fire and each of your slow and steady breaths. After a moment or two of Fred laying in your lap and you opening your book again, he broke the silence, “oh, and by the way, I’m not moving, your lap is comfortable.” 

You smiled to yourself as you turned a page, returning your hand to his head, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” 

Fred shifted his body, so the back of his head was against your legs, and his face was facing towards the ceiling. He brought the hand in his hair to his lips, kissing your knuckles as you put your book down. “You know I love you, right, love?” 

You smiled again and leaned down to connect your lips with his before mumbling against them, “and I love you too.”  

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- Mills <3

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She’s Mine Part 2

She’s Mine Part 2

Author’s Note:  This is a part two a one shot I did for the Quarantine Writing Challenge 😊I knew I was gonna do a second part from the moment I wrote the first one.  Thank you so much for the amazing response I got for the first part. Seriously made my day 🥰🥰🥰I tagged everyone who reblogged the first one, and as always I hope you enjoy it and I can’t wait to hear what you all think

P.S. I was inspired by the song She’s Mine Part 2 by J Cole (Prior to him acting a whole fool today. Black men have to got to do better I swear 🙄)

Pairing: Erik Killmonger x [Black Reader]

Quarantine Writing Challenge Masterlist  Part 1

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Part 2 He walked into their home, his eyes searching for her as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his bags. He couldn’t see her but the sound of Sade pulsating through the apartment was all the sign he needed to know his favourite person was here. It was still very much her apartment, and honestly, Erik liked it that way. He could see splashes of himself around their home, but he felt more at home feeling the warmth of her essence welcome him every time he walked through that door. 

He tried to hide the excitement on his face but was struggling as he walked through their home, opening doors looking for her.  He could tell that she had been stress cleaning by how pristine everything was. He finally walked into the closet where he found her humming along to the music as she folded and refolded her sweaters.  He slowly walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. Y/n jumped for a second before relaxing and turning to look at Erik’s face. She dropped her sweater and hit him before kissing and putting her arms around his neck.

“You scared me! You know I don’t like that” 

“Hello to you too, how about ‘I missed you Erik and I can’t wait to hold you and tell you how much I love you, and of course eventually get you out these clothes’” he said pulling her closer to him, making her giggle.

“ Okay, let’s try this again” she replied with a kiss “ Hi babe, I missed you. And I am so glad you are back” 

Her smile made his heart skip a beat, He had missed her, he had been in Oakland for the last month and video calls could never trump the feeling of being in her arms, or having her whisper his name right by his ear.

“ Hey baby, I missed you too” his voice came out soft as they slowly swayed, just staring at each other for a moment. He noticed she looked a little different like she was glowing. She had somehow gotten even more beautiful since he had been gone. 

“What?” 

“ Nothing, you just look different” y/n’s face looked petrified at his words. “Not in a bad way. You just glowing” Erik tried to say with a smile. 

Y/n’s mood soured as she separated herself from him. “ It was a compliment!” he yelled, which only made y/n roll her eyes. 

“Erik it’s late, and I know you left your suitcases in the middle of my hallway, that I just cleaned” she complained as she went back to her folding. It didn’t take long for Erik to fling the t-shirt from her hands and wrap himself around her body again, and attaching his lips to her neck making her snort as she relaxed in his arms. 

“Erik, seriously, we have the wedding tomorrow and we need to get a good night’s sleep” Her words were quickly followed by a moan.

“ Oh trust me, we’re gonna have a good night’s sleep”  his voice grew deeper as he let go to take off his shirt and threw it to an unknown corner of the floor. Y/n’s eyes followed his every move. He slowly started to back into their bedroom. “You coming, or you still wanna pretend that you’re mad at me” 

It didn’t take long for y/n to drop the act, her own clothes dropping to the floor as she followed Erik on to their bed with a smile.

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“There you go” y/n smiled as she fixed Erik’s traditional robes for T’Challa and Nakia’s wedding “ You look so handsome, who knew you would look so good in traditional garb.” “ Well take it all in, because you probably won’t see me in it again until our wedding,” he said kissing her ring. y/n smiled softly, as she continued to adjust his robes. “ Speaking of, have you decided when you think we should start planning that.” Suddenly y/n’s smile disappeared and she began to nervously smooth out the fabric “ Babe, I don’t know. I just haven’t given it much thought.” “Really? Because you couldn’t seem to stop talking about it when I was thousands of miles away”

“Yeah well, I am allowed to have doubts” she winced regretting her words as soon as she said it. And Erik’s face only made her more guilty. “ Not doubts, love I didn’t mean that. I just mean we both have so much going on at work. I just need more time to work it out, okay?”

She let a smile cover her face hoping to calm him down. Erik’s features softened, he couldn’t stay mad at her very long. “ I hear you,” he said before kissing her. 

“ Great, let me make sure I have everything and then we can go” He watched her walk across the room to her purse with an intense.  He thought it was the excitement of seeing her yesterday but she really did look different. Her curves were softer and definitely fuller. He felt it when he held her in his arms last night.  And he saw how her dress clung to her body showing off the new curves he was already loving. She turned around and caught him staring with no intention of stopping. 

“ Did you pick up a staring problem in Oakland” she walked back to him still going through her purse. 

“ Nah, you just look different, you getting thick”  the same frown she wore yesterday reappeared. Once again, Erik found himself scrambling to not upset her. “ I mean you know you’ve always been thick. I’m just saying you got thicker, but that ain’t a bad thing! You look good!” 

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The wedding ceremony was beautiful, Erik felt grateful for being able to see his cousin experience such a blissful moment. It was milestones like this that made him happy to have found his family. He smiled as he looked over at T’Challa who was feeding Nakia cake. His attention moved from them to his fiance who seemed to be ignoring him since they left for the wedding. He didn’t think she was still mad about his comment. She had just been off since he came home, maybe even before he came back. He continued to stare until y/n noticed from across the room, she waved awkwardly before turning her back to him. Erik frowned, and T’Challa noticed as he walked over to Erik. he stood next to him and stared at y/n with Erik. “Congratulations cuz, you picked a good one” Erik started as he clinked glasses with T’Challa. “Thanks, it won’t be long before we see the two of you doing the same. Have you and y/n picked a date yet?” “No, she’s been acting really funny, I don’t if she is over me or what, I’m just not ready to deal with all that” he took a swing of his drink. “ You know it is not that, you just have to talk to her. And we all know how much you love doing that” T’Challa said with a smirk

“ You’re lucky it’s your wedding day” Erik playfully punched T’Challa. The two stood and laughed some more until Ramonda called them over to meet some minister Erik could care less about. He nodded along mindlessly until he saw y/n call him to the dance floor for a slow song. He kissed his aunt’s cheek and excused himself from the conversation before joining his favourite person on the dance floor.

He was greeted with a smile and kiss as he placed his hand on her waist and led their soft movements.

“ Did I tell you how good you look tonight baby”

“I think you tried,” she replied with that soft laugh he loved so much. She peered up at him, watching him smile at her, showing off that golden grill she loved so much.  Suddenly her eyes grew sad and she laid her head against his chest for a moment without speaking.

“ You know I love you right?”

“ Of course baby, I love you too” They swayed for a moment before she spoke again. “I need you to stay in Wakanda for the next few months. There is no one I need right now but my Erik”

“ Baby you know I can’t. We’re launching the foster care program on the east coast. I need to be there for that. Maybe you come with me instead” “I can’t, I just need you to be here for me right. There is just so much going on and I just need you to be there for me!” She was becoming uncontrollably frustrated and Erik couldn’t understand why. He stopped moving for a second to try and catch her eyes. This was bigger than he thought it was and he just wanted to do whatever it was to get her to smile again. “What’s wrong, talk to me, tell me what’s going on” her lips began to quiver and suddenly it became too much for y/n. She separated herself from him and slowly turned to walk to the bathroom, leaving confused Erik alone on the dance floor.

Shuri quickly made eye contact with her cousin before following y/n into the bathroom. He slowly returned to his seat feeling more worried than he was before the wedding. 

Shuri came back from the bathroom with little information for Erik. Y/n came back to their table and for the rest of the night, she tried to smile until it was time to go home.  The ride home was an uncomfortable silence for Erik. He spent it stealing glances at his distant lover, he could barely take the silence anymore.

As soon as they walked through the door, Erik could not hold it anymore. He allowed her ten minutes to get ready for bed. But she could still feel him staring waiting for the right moment to explode. 

She sat her vanity and just stared at herself, and that when Erik let it all fall out. 

“ Look, I don’t what the hell is going on?! I need you to talk to me, this quiet shit you’ve been doing ain’t working for me. I need answers, your emotions have been everywhere, and I don’t know  how to help you.”

He could see her eyes welling up, and he immediately started walking to her “ Y/n let me help you, I love you, baby, so talk to me.”

She had her eyes closed trying to take deep breaths. He grabbed her hands in his and brought them to his lips as he knelt in front of her. “ You know I’m  here for you” “How can you be if you are still going back and forth. You will be missing appointments, and Bast knows what else. I just don’t know if we are ready for this, and I guess now we don’t even have time to figure that out.” He squinted at her, he was almost sure he had caught on to what she was hinting at. But his beating heart needed her to say it. “ Figure what out? Y/n figure what out” his own voice had begun to crack. 

The emotions that he felt made it hard to talk. She finally looked up at him, “ Erik, I’m pregnant, we’re having a baby” His emotions decided to leave his body through his eyes, and he couldn’t understand why. All he could see was her, and just like that, she had managed to make him fall more in love with her. His silence was making her more fearful. “ I knew you didn’t want this” “No! Don’t you dare think that” he wiped his eyes quickly before looking at her again, this time with a smile. “ Baby, you’ve just made me the happiest man alive, I’ve never been more excited about anything in my life before”

“Really?”

“Yes really. There ain’t no one else in the world I wanna be having a baby with.”  Without thinking he took her face in his hands and kissed her whole face until he could see her smile again. “You don’t have to be worried about nothing”

“ I was just worried it was too soon. You said you wanted to get married first and how you weren’t sure how you felt about a baby. And you only ever seem to be getting busier at work.” “Nah, fuck that, work, doubts, all of it. Whatever you need from me baby, just ask and I’ll do it. You want me here in Wakanda. It’s done, anything for you and our child” her tears became happy ones, his reaction was better than anything she could have asked for. So when Erik ducked his head and placed little kisses on her stomach, y/n was sure heart was going to stop from all the love she felt for this man. She wasn’t sure if it was the hormones finally giving her a break, but she had never felt so secure than in this moment with his arms around her. She let a smile cover her face as she massaged his scalp. 

Not long after, she found herself lying on their bed giggling as Erik spoke to her non-existent bump. “ Erik your head is too heavy for all that whispering you are doing” “You’re just jealous of how much time I’m spending with my child” he continued to kiss her stomach as she laughed at his silliness. He stopped to look at her “ We gon’ be alright, I just wanted you to know that”

“ I know love, we’re doing this together. That’s all that matters” Erik finally moved to lay next to her and hold her close to his body. He could already feel how less tense she was, it didn’t take long for her to fall asleep in his arm. It was in the moment he realized how alive he felt.

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Erik was a creature of habit. He didn’t like change unless he had planned for it accordingly.  His whole childhood had been a handful of sporadic circumstances and his adult life seemed like a constant need to never have that happen again. That’s what made him and y/ n work. She accepted his need for order and made it work seamlessly with her sometimes spontaneous life. And it had been working, every milestone they had reached in their two-year relationship Erik felt like he had been prepared for it. Proposing to y/n was something he had thought about for a long time before even purchasing a ring.  And Erik had been okay with that, but a surprise baby was completely and utterly out of his control. 

After the adrenaline of finding out about the baby had settled, fear and doubt filled his mind instead. It began as soon as he got on the ship to Oakland. He had promised y/n that he would delegate his job at the outreach centers so he could be home more. There was a slight problem with this, Erik hated delegating. It left too much room for errors that he knew he could avoid if he did it himself. It also meant trusting others, and he wasn’t too good at that either. 

But he did it anyway because seeing y/n’s smile when she came home to find him in their apartment was what he needed to relinquish some of his power at work. And it was that image of her smile that he thought of as they sat waiting for the doctor to come in for their appointment. It was the first one that he was attending and y/n was already eight weeks into her pregnancy. He looked around the advanced hospital room and tried to compartmentalize this new reality. He was already having doubts about whether he would be able to do this. To be someone’s father,  y/n was right, he hadn’t given it enough thought. Life had robbed him of proper parents, and being in an out foster homes didn’t help to solidify examples of good parents. 

Erik had started to think about his father more. He only had his Baba for a short time but he was the best person that Erik had known. He missed him a lot and wished he had him to share his concerns with. He wanted to give this little person a better home than the one he got and the responsibility of it all was weighing him down. This would be his biggest mission yet and he so badly wanted to do it well.

Y/n’s hand wrapping around his pulled his from his thoughts. He bent down to kiss her head and the stared at each other for a second. 

“ This is really exciting, I promise you hearing the heartbeat is all you need to know that it is real.”  

He nodded along, his expression was blank as he focused on her smile. As always, that was enough to calm his nervous heart.

“ I’m sorry you had to go to the first one alone” she brought his hand to her heart 

“ Don’t you even worry about it, you didn’t know. And honestly, I needed that time to process. Besides, you are here now, and you will be for all the others, and that’s all I need, my Erik” 

“ I’m here” he replied softly

“ Good” their moment was broken up by the doctor coming in 

“ Hello, Prince Erik, lovely to finally meet you. Y/n’s been very excited to have you here” she stated as she sanitized her hands and placed a small object on y/n’s stomach before softly feeling around.  Erik smiled softly, as he watched everything the doctor was doing. Meanwhile, y/n was watching him, she wanted to catch every emotion when it happened. 

She really had been looking forward to their first appointment together. Though he wouldn’t admit it, she knew he was scared. She knew the man she fell in love with, he didn’t like change and this would be a large constant change.  But she knew, once he met their child, Erik would be ready to take on anything.

So she watched, the hologram appeared in front of them, and there they were, their child. Y/n felt her eyes well up, she turned to look at Erik who was completely mesmerized. 

“ There they are, they are still very tiny right now, but everything looks amazing.” The doctor said with a smile.  Erik looked away just for a second, he nodded to show he was listening. “ And here is their heartbeat.”

And that was it, the loud sound echoed through the room, and Erik was taking it all in. Y/n finally let a tear spill over as she watched Erik watch the ultrasound with the smallest smile. The sound was melodic to him. It made everything real but in the best way. Yes, he was nervous, but seeing the baby made him realized how excited he was to meet their baby. This person he already loved so much, and he loved their mother so much. He couldn’t have ever imagined a life like this if not for y/n. 

“That’s our baby,” he said with a smile. Y/n nodded along, still holding his hand to her chest “ That’s our baby, we did that”

The doctor let them have one more minute before she bid the couple goodbye and left them alone. Erik turned to his favourite person, again he found himself falling in love with her again. 

“Well?” Y/n asked as she pulled her shirt down. He couldn’t find the words, he just smiled. His hand slowly went to her stomach while he leaned in to kiss her. 

“You were right, that was beyond special. I love you and this baby.” “We love you too. Everything will be fine, I need you to know that” she placed her hand over the one he placed on her stomach.

“ I know we will, we in this together, that’s all that matters”

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Another dress flew from the closet unto their bed, barely missing Erik’s head. He heard her grunt once again, making him look away from his beads.

“ Baby,  you okay?”

“How can I be when nothing fits!” she emerged from the closet in his t-shirt and pout as she walked over to him. Erik reached for her waist before kissing her five-month round belly, he pulled her into his lap. 

“Where you going that you need to dress up for? I like you stretching out my t-shirts” 

“ Of course you do, but I want to have something to wear when I do leave this house. Like our appointment this afternoon” “What’s wrong with the t-shirt then?” he held her tighter making her smile.

“ Because I want to sometimes look nice, I used to do that you know. How else do you think I got your attention.” “Trust me, your little lab coat was more than enough to have me caught up. And I promise you, you in my clothes, carrying my baby, I swear you’ve never looked better” he buried himself in her neck leaving small kisses on her skin, y/n rolled her eyes but she smiled

“Yeah whatever, let me change and we’ll go,” she said getting up and walking back to the closet. 

After a few more outfit changes and Erik repeating how beautiful she was, y/n reappeared still in his t-shirt, worn with some tights and a jean jacket to complete her look. Not long after they found themselves in the patient room again waiting for their doctor. “ Okay, place your bet, boy or girl,” she said reaching for his hand. “ Your aunt thinks its a girl, she says I have a certain glow to me.” “I’m not gonna lie, I’m hoping for a boy. I know them, I can relate, it would make becoming someone’s pops easier.”

“I think either way you will be more than fine babe”

“You gotta say that you’re my girl,” he said kissing his teeth

“ No, I don’t have to say anything, if I didn’t think you could do this I would not be having this baby you. Trust me, I know either way you are going to be amazing. But seeing your face on a little boy would be nice” she ended with a smile as the doctor walked in. Erik got lost in her smile, never looking away even as the doctor came in, doing her normal routine and greeting. Y/n and the doctor had a short conversation while Erik just watched. The appointment when on as it normally did, they looked at the growth of their baby. Erik pointed at the screen and said “ Baby’s got a big head like you” which earned him a playful hit across his check. 

The doctor smiled at their silliness before pointing at that screen. “ Okay, she seems to be hiding herself a bit but based on our last appointment and right now, that is a little girl” she ended with a smile.

Y/N turned at smiled at Erik who looked a little nervous, but a small smile sat on his lips, “I don’t mind seeing your smile on your mini-me.” he said in a low voice just for her to hear.  She mouthed ‘I love you’ before turning back to the doctor and listening to all the information needed for the next month. They left the appointment holding hands, coming up with names for their baby girl. She could see the excitement in Erik’s eyes. For her, that’s where she could always see how he was feeling. Knowing he was looking forward to meeting their little girl. It made her love him more, to know they had created a little version of themselves. She couldn’t have been happier than she was with him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“ Hold still,” he said lowly, he passed the comb through her afro ever so carefully as he separated her hair and greased her scalp for her. The mixture of coconut oil, castor oil and whatever leave-in-conditioner she had switched to filled their living room. She sat in between his legs trying to relax under his touch. “ I can’t, your daughter is leaning on my rib, it’s uncomfortable,” She said trying to stretch out some more. Her eight-month baby bump making it nearly impossible. Pregnancy had made her hair much thicker, and although she loved how it looked, the extra worked was not something she was a fan of. 

“ Leave my baby alone, she’s just trying to grow. I’m almost done”

“ I’m already second place to her, and she isn’t even here yet” “Hell yeah, I don’t know what you thought it was,” he said with a chuckle and y/n dramatically sighed. “You are really good at this by the way,” she said moving to lean on one of his legs “Years of locs left me no choice, I don’t even have half as much hair as you” he moved his hands to start on his final section. “ That’s good,  I’m going to need help with baby girl’s hair, I barely put enough energy into mine without you helping me” “ Whatchu mean? You put a lot of energy into your hair. All them new protective styles and shit.” “I know like three styles, and my twist outs let me down like 9/10 times.” she said with a giggle “ My Baba was terrible with hair, he would always send me to my Gogo. She had really soft hands, and the best stories, especially ones about my Baba as a kid. She smiled as she reminisced, “ By the time she died,  I was old enough to go to the salon and told myself if I knew two hairstyles, I was good to go. I never got the girly-girl experience, my Baba did the best he could but I just want Baby M to grow up to be a full rounded woman.” He leaned down to kiss her cheek. “ Baby, don’t you stress, she’s gonna have an amazing example from you. There is no woman I want to raise a daughter with than you. Baby M is set as long as she’s got you.”

He kissed her cheek again as she smiled, comforted by his words. “ I’m done,”  he said moving to help her. “ I need you to get ready now” “ Do we have to go, babe, can’t we tell your auntie that I am too tired.” y/n moved slowly to their bedroom

“ Nah, don’t even start with all that, I already told you we can’t get out of this, You used up all your pregnancy excuses for the month.” he softly pushed her closer to their room where she picked up her dress and tried to see how much room would available for her and her baby. “ Fine, but the minute your daughter starts kicking me too much, I wanna go home”

Erik agreed still pushing her to get ready to go, After an hour of trying her best to do a glam look, Erik had gotten her into the car, where he showered her with compliments and sneaking looks at how beautiful she looked. By the time she made it into the small restaurant, y/n’s social battery was already empty, she was about the tell Erik they should turn around and leave when she was met with all her family and friends yelling ‘SURPRISE’ at her.

Y/n jumped, turning her body into Erik’s, she felt the tears coming, he held her for a moment as gratitude washed over her. It didn’t take long for her friends to separate her from Erik, guiding her around the room to get to her special chair. Erik watched from a distance as he had been instructed by her university friends who had planned the whole thing. 

He spent the whole night watching with T’Challa as they played a plethora of games, some of which included the men. When he did participate, Erik was less focused on winning but more so on the smile, y/n wore as she cheered him on.

By the time the party was winding down and gifts were being opened, he sat with cake in his lap, watching as she spoke to her father who was getting ready to leave. Not long after, her father, Khatu. was by Erik’s side and smiling down at him. “ How are you doing sir,” Erik asked politely, placing his cake on the table for the moment. 

“ I am doing well, especially now that I have seen my daughter.  She looks very happy.��� Erik nodded as both men turned to look at y/n as she unwrapped yet another adorable onesie with princess written on it, before passing it to Shuri to put away.

“ How about you son, how are you holding up?”

“ It’s been hectic, in a good way I guess, just slowly preparing for baby M”

“ I can imagine, you feel ready?” he asked finally turning to look at Erik

“ Honestly, Nah. We’re so close but I don’t think nine months is enough time to prepare to parent a whole ass person” Khatu chuckled at his response.

“ I wasn’t ready either, probably less ready than you, I was also so stressed out”

“Yeah?” Erik turned surprised at his response. Whenever y/n talked about her father, she made him sound like the most put-together person, and upon meeting him, Erik came to the same conclusion. 

“You know, y/n was a surprise as well. I was getting ready to come back to Wakanda and completely disappear from LA. I was heartbroken about leaving her mother, but I had no choice. Until she told me she was pregnant, there was no way I could leave then. On top of that, I could not bring her mother to Wakanda. So I begged for a new assignment which gave me a reason to stay.”

“ Then everything was cool” Khatu shook his head with a low chuckle.

“ Absolutely not, my mother was so confused why I was not coming home and saying she wanted me to come so I could get married and give her grandbabies, imagine the irony” He let out a bigger laugh this time.

“ On top of that, I like you had no idea how to take care of another human. But the minute she came into this world, just as loud as she can be now, I was in love. I promised that tiny person that I would do my absolute best. And I did, when her mother died I had no choice but to try harder, I knew I couldn’t do it alone. That’s when we came back, we finally said goodbye to LA and Wakanda was home again, y/n was surrounded by family and it made it easier.” Khatu turned to look at y/n once again with a smile. 

“ Your mother didn’t have questions when you showed up with a five year old child?” Erik’s question made Khatu chuckle again

“ Luckily no, after y/n was born, I came home to see her, explained to her in person why I was staying, Once she saw a picture of her grandchild there was nothing left to say. From the moment I moved back, she made sure to be the motherly figure y/n needed.”

Khatu turned back to Erik with a comforting smile.

“ What I am trying to say is that it will be difficult, parenting will be the hardest job you ever have. But know this, you both are not alone, you have each other, and you have this village of people who loves and care about you.” Erik took a quick glimpse of the room and realized how much his circle had grown since being in Wakanda.

Let alone the circle he gained from being with y/n. He never wanted Baby M to feel the loneliness and abandonment that he had experienced as a child. And looking around, he knew she wouldn’t. The realization brought a sense of comfort he hadn’t realized her needed.  He turned back to y/n father and thanked him for his words.

 Not long after everyone had left, and Erik had packed the last of the gifts into his hovercar. He got into the car and for a moment, he closed his eyes just thinking about how much his life had changed, He really couldn’t have imagined his life looking this way, gratitude washed over him.

“ You okay babe?” y/n asked, her voice telling him how tired she was. He opened his eyes and turn with a smile nodding at her before finally driving off”

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The loud cry of their daughter rang through their home, immediately getting Erik up from his sleep. He tried to get up quietly, but y/n was already awake, and just like him, she was moving to their baby.

“ Nah, go back to bed, I got her” that was all she needed to here to drop back on the bed.” Erik smiled to himself as he navigated in the dark to the crib. He reached in and picked up the small one-month-old baby into his large arms.

“ Shhh, Mahalia, Baba’s got you” he rocked the tiny infant while walking to the kitchen to grab a bottle. He continued to try and silence her while heating the bottle. He didn’t like the sound of her cry. It made him anxious. Only once had it elicited a different response.

The moment she came out of her mother, her cry was like music to his years. He could not look away, even as they cleaned her. He finally let a tear fall when they placed Mahalia in her mother’s arms. It was very emotional for both him and y/n. They both stared at the tiny human they had created, one they had gotten to know over nine months through kicks and the little conversations they had with her. Bliss was the only way to describe the moment, Erik had never felt so happy as he did at that moment.

 He grabbed the bottle from the heater before testing it on his arm. He finally took a seat on the sofa and positioned Mahalia properly. He brought the bottle to her lips, silencing her cries. 

“ See I told you I got you,”  he said softly as she ate, her big brown eyes staring at him. They sat in silence as she ate when she finished he laid her on his stomach, rubbing her back softly waiting for her burp. The little burp that came out of her made him smile.

“ There you go princess” he encouraged her softly. She made some tiny babble as if acknowledging his words. “ Yeah, I said I got you, don’t ever forget that. I got you always” 

He whispered, sniffing the top of her head, it didn’t take long before Mahalia was asleep in his arms. He stayed on the couch holding her close, just the two of them. The silence was broken when y/n came in the room, still waddling ever so slightly.

She sat next to him and leaned her head on his shoulder. “ Hey mama, I thought you were supposed to be asleep”

“ I know, it was weird without you there, and knowing she was awake” she reached down to touch her daughter’s cheek ever so slightly. “ She looks like you babe”

“ Yeah, she still has your big ass head though” he smirked as he spoke

“ You are so lucky you are holding my child” a giggle escaped her despite her attempt at looking upset “ Either way, we made the cutest baby in the world.”

“ No doubt, it ain’t hard when her mama is this cute, even with that big head” he turned to admire her for a moment, she still held her pregnancy glow, even with the slight exhaustion on her face.

“ Her Baba is pretty good looking as well” She stared back at him, she bit her lip before looking away “Stop looking at me like that before we end up with another baby way too soon”

“ I wouldn’t mind”

“Let’s enjoy Mahalia for right now” she leaned over and kissed him “ I love you”

He looked at her, and their little girl, Erik had never felt so alive “ I love you too”. With that, he led his two favourite girls to bed, holding the love of his life close in arms, Erik felt lucky to be able to wake up to the two of them. His little family was more than he could have ever asked life for. He had never felt so alive.

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—𝗖𝗢𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗤;

Hello, everyone! So with COA being such a long-running series and new readers finding it constantly, I have come to realise that a lot of questions I get often repeat. So to keep everything easy and clear and friendly for everyone regardless of whether you started COA at the very beginning of the story or just recently found it, I have spent the day relaxing, eating junk food, and compiling this FAQ. Please read through it because chances are the answers are here somewhere. I have sectioned the guide into following: general, story, ships, original squad (OCs), AUS, OC!V and tips/advice. If the answer to your question is not here, please feel free to send me a message and have a wonderful day! <33 - kat.

GENERAL:

when does this story update?

I try to keep a bi-weekly schedule (now usually Sunday updates). But I always let you know when the chapter is done by making a final word count post (pre edits). 

do you have a masterlist?

yes, you can find it here.

do you have a tag list?

not for COA. they’re very time consuming and I’m already really busy sorry :(

are your requests open?

I rarely open my inbox for requests. the only exception being the monthly blurb nights. then I reblog a prompt list and let people send some requests in for any fandom/ship. however, usually due to how many I get, it only happens every few months. that being said, you can still send me ideas/suggestions and if it inspires me, I will write it. that’s how the majority of the AUs have come about. but i’m also a very busy person so sorry if I can’t. 

can I make X or Y for COA and tag you?

yes. yes. yes. please, please, feel free to create whatever for COA (no matter how small or silly) because I consider it a great honour that I’ve been able to inspire someone else. whatever it is, please tag me. I wanna see.

okay, I made a thing and tagged you but you didn’t respond :(

Tumblr is notorious for eating my notifs. whatever it is (art/post/etc) if I don’t respond to it in a day or two, please give me a nudge. you’re not being annoying, I promise. chances are I missed it/tumblr ate it. 

I wanna scream/discuss/theorise about COA with others, is there any way for me to do that?

my amazing readers have set up this reddit page that is full of lovely people, theories, and memes etc. I check it often and interact on there, too, so feel free to drop by.

STORY:

how many chapters will COA be?

25. the last one being a very long epilogue.

have you decided on the ending yet?

yes. from as early as part 2. it's barely changed since. 

will we ever see more of Prague/Naples? hoe, please say yes.

yes. I plan to write both as COA bonus stories after the main story-line concludes.

will there be a sequel? 

depends. on two things: 1) if anyone will even care by that point 2) time. this story has consumed 5 months of my life entirely. i’ve been incredibly strict with myself when it comes to writing it (in a good way) but at best it won’t be finished till the end of august/beginning of september. so likely even if I do, there will be a break for a few months at least. I do have ideas though.

you promised us smut. where is it?

patience is a virtue. ;)

happy ending or tragedy? (please don’t say tragedy, you monster)

I would describe it more as “bittersweet” but whether it leans more towards bitter or sweet you’ll have to see.   

SHIPS:

any endgame hints?

you know more about the ending than you probably realise

can v/s finally go to Paris? for the love of GOD? pLEASE?

no

hector + v? powerful. will there be more of them in the future? 

agreed & yes. hector and v have their own arc to go on. it’s actually one of my favourites in this story. I don’t want to say more than that right now because I have plans for their dynamic so no spoilers. :)

please stop bullying john. give us some j/v content please? 

i, for one, adore john. it’s team S that’s bullying him lol. but wait till parabellum. i’ve always referred to that portion of the story as the second coming of j/v.

does lucien actually have a thing for v or is it a creepy obsession? 

it’s both.

I ship v with everyone :/ is that bad?

the sky is the limit. ship all the things proudly (but seriously, no, it isn’t. I ship all the ships, too, and that’s the fun of it) 

v/elder tho? 👀

🔫🤡

j/v or s/v? be honest.

you fool,,,, you buffoon. ot3 j/v/s is where it’s really at. imagine their POWER.   

ORIGINAL SQUAD:

what do the Elites/Lovers look like/how old are they?

please refer to this

will there be more step??

of course. he’s my baby. :)

will we see more of camorra/learn more about the elite’s and their backstories?

while I would love to take the time and flesh them all out with full backstories, only hector will be getting his backstory explored in the main canon because plot.

does lucien care for mika anymore or has he replaced her with v?

lucien is a messy hoe. mika is his subject of “affection” but v is his foil and equal. he recognises the same hurt in her that he has gone through himself so it’s more of a fixation. with time, lucien would likely destroy v so no bueno. 

I ship our OCs.

I do, too.

can we write about your OCs/V?

so you would have to come to me and discuss this more in private but I’m fine with this sort of thing usually. in fact, a prequel hector story already exists so you’re likely good but please contact me first. 

AUs:

when/how often do you update the vampire!au?

whenever I have time/inspo. mainly time. so this means you can get it daily or not get it for several weeks because COA is priority. I keep you all updated on when I have something cooking tho.

what is the actual pairing for vamp!au?

undecided as of yet. i’m leaning more towards ot3 right now but we shall see.

how often do you update flowing in me?

same as the above. whenever I have the time but I will keep you updated.

how many parts will flowing in me be?

I have 5 parts(ish) planned.

do you have a tag list for flowing in me?

I will. please leave a comment on the story if you want to be tagged in future parts!

will flowing in me feature other characters (john, winston etc.)?

this story is mainly camorra-centric but I do plan for John to appear at some point.

how did you come up with your lore in vamp!au?

to be completely honest....I just wrote a bunch of stuff down and used what stuck. mostly the ideas were pulled out of thin air while still trying to keep within the spirit of the canon material (the high priest, the holy church, the twelve priests, john being the boogeyman etc). camorra as the natural enemy seemed fitting and santino as a vampire prince even more so.

can we send you new au ideas/expand on old ones (manager!V etc)?

yes, always. I always try my hardest to reply but ofc I can’t promise I’ll be able to use them all but thank you in advance.

OC!V:

who is the face claim for OC!V?

weronika spyrka

what is her real name?

clara

how old is she at the beginning of the story and now?

23 beginning of chapter 1, 30 beginning of chapter 4 (current timeline)

will/would you ever write an original story about her?

I have considered creating something original out of COA itself or one of its sister series/concepts (like FIM). since I really started working on COA during last year’s NaNo, that might be the time I create something original this year. 

TIPS & ADVICE:

how do you write so much, so quickly?

I don’t think that word count is really reflective of the quality work itself. I don’t think you should worry how much you write, either. 100 words can be just as valuable as 1k. most of them time I have a deadline breathing down my neck and I do work well under pressure so that inspires me to force the chapters out. I also do very long days because despite what it might look like I’m not a fast writer.

how can I improve my writing?

read and practice. I know it’s dumb and overused advice but it’s how I learned english and found my style (still a mess and WIP) but still this advice does help. 

how do you keep motivated?

spite, your support, genuine adoration for these characters/word, a lot of spite. 

do you plan? outline?

I have a vague story outline with specific scenes in mind as I go along (helps to set up foreshadowing, twists, and those ‘full circle’ moments). I also plan each chapter scene by scene and know what each chapter is meant to accomplish. So yeah in a sense. 

[skullpoolwriter]

SMILE AGAIN

Summary: you and Dean Winchester are working together on a case but Dean is working himself too hard, meaning you have to step in.

Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: drinking, alcohol, swearing

Rating: Mature

Part: 1 of 3

Word Count: 1.2k

Author’s Note: this fic has been written as part of @jewelswrites-ish‘s 1k follower writing challenge - congratulations on your milestone, honey. You deserve all the love and the attention! 

This is my first time writing a fic featuring the reader and this hasn’t been beta’d so I apologise in advance for any and all errors.

Also don’t ask when in the show this is set because I have no idea!

Likes, comments, and reblogs allowed. 

Please do not repost my work.

Dean drained another glass of cheap scotch that made the back of his throat burn. He set the now empty tumbler back on the desk before him beside his open laptop. On the screen was the latest news on the kidnapping of a young girl. She hadn't been seen in four days. If Dean didn't find her by the seventh day, she was going to be dragged down into hell because her parents sold her soul for their own selfish gains.

He reached out for the bottle with the plan to refill his tumbler but you grabbed it first.

"Nuh-uh," you told him as he grumbled about needing the sauce to help him think. "You need sleep, sunshine, not more booze."

"Bullshit," he shot back at you. His eyes were narrowed at you as if his glare alone was enough to make you change your mind.

"Go to bed," you said, holding the half-empty scotch bottle in one hand and pointing at the lumpy motel bed with the other.

"You can't tell me what to do," Dean complained. He then had to stifle a yawn and you had to suppress the urge to let out a loud 'a ha!' of 'I told you so' at him.

"I can and I will." You snapped the laptop shut.

"What the fuck? I'm working on that!" Dean snarled. His glare had been upgraded to a scowl.

"And now you're not," you said, standing firm. You had been travelling with the Winchester boys for a couple of months now, and while Sam wasn't there with you, off on his own hunting case, right then to help you corral Dean, it wasn't like you needed him. You had gotten the measure of the older Winchester brother and saw through the facade he kept up almost permanently; yeah, he often acted like he was the one in charge but sometimes someone had to be in charge for him if he was ever going to live long enough for retirement.

Dean rose up out of his seat and closed the distance between you. He towered over you, trying to let his height intimidate you. That hadn't worked in the past and it wasn't going to work now. You stared right back up into his harsh green eyes, not blinking or wavering. "I only let you come on this case with me out of pity," Dean hissed.

You felt his breath rush over your skin as he spoke, warm and soaked in booze. You rolled your eyes. "You're drunk, you're overworked, and you're overtired." Still, his words had stung your pride. With your free hand, you tried to goad him towards the bed. He remained statue still.

"A girl's life is-" He started but you finish his thought for him.

"A girl's life is at stake and you're the only one who can save her because you're the only hunter in the whole entire world who can save anyone but himself. Dean, I get it, but you're not gonna be able to do anything to help her unless you get some rest. Sleep for a couple of hours, we'll get some food and then we'll kick some ass. Hell, I'll even buy you pie when this is all over."

That was a cheap trick, bringing up pie. Using Dean's favourite food to entice him towards reason always felt cheap to you. You wanted him to do things because he actually wanted to, not because the reward of pie was on offer. Even so, a glint flickered in his eyes.

"At least let me have the rest of the scotch," Dean mumbled. He snatched the bottle from your grip and staggered over to the bed. He laid down on his back on top of the sheets still fully clothed. He took the top off of the bottle and took a deep swig from it. He grimaced as he swallowed.

With a sigh, you kicked off your boots and left them on the floor by the bottom of the bed. You got rid of your plaid shirt, leaving a simple tank on, and then you discarded your jeans, leaving your plain black panties on. You climbed onto the bed next to Dean, the bumpy mattress bowing under the weight of both of you.

You had asked for two beds when you booked into this motel but this was the only available room and this was the only available bed. Not that Dean seemed to mind too much about it but you were wary of this arrangement. Certain feelings had started to stir within you whenever Dean got a little too close or whenever he laughed or whenever he sent a wink your way. The standard hunter of the supernatural generally did not have time for romance and nearly every single hunter couple had to face the tragedy of losing their loved one to the forces of evil. Already, you couldn't bring yourself to think what you would do if anything happened to Dean. Your feelings were getting too unwieldy to be considered platonic any more.

You reached out and took the bottle from Dean. He gave it up without a fight.

"Just a couple-a hours, then it's back to work," he said, his brow etched in a frown.

You watched his face for a moment before taking a swig from the bottle for yourself. God, this stuff tasted like dirty dishwater. You shuddered as the liquid went down. You put the bottle on the bedside table and focused your attention back to Dean's worrisome expression.

"I just want to see you smile again," you said, your voice lowered to a whisper.

"Huh?" Dean all but grunted as you propped your head up with your hand, your elbow rested on one of the pillows.

"You haven't smiled in a while," you said, poking his cheek with your forefinger. "I miss it."

"Gimme something to smile about and I will. Simple." Dean batted your hand away from his face.

"If it were that simple, would we be having this conversion?"

Dean wriggled down the bed so that his head was on his pillow and he closed his eyes. "We shouldn't be having this conversation, remember? I'm supposed to be sleepin' and that was your idea."

You snorted in reply and the corner of Dean's mouth dared to pinch upwards in an almost-smirk. He opened one eye to look at you before closing it again.

"Don't watch me sleep, it's creepy."

You snorted again and shifted yourself so you could lay down on your back. You stared at the ceiling, running your eyes along the cracks in the plaster that zigzagged here and there. You listened to Dean's breathing, which was shallow at first but deepened as he finally resigned himself to getting some shut-eye. His breaths turned into soft snores and the sound of them was on the right side of comforting for you to close your eyes and fall asleep too.

The last thought you have is of Dean's smile. Not the fake one he gives to the authorities whenever he's sneaking his way into where he wasn't supposed to be, but the real one that he saved for special occasions. The one that made his eyes crinkle until they were nearly shut. The one that made his mouth stretch as far as it could go. The one that made your heart want to sing some cheesy love ballad from a 80's rom-com directed by John Hughes.

Yeah, your feelings for him had gone way past platonic now.

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Becoming Human - Chapter 23

Previous Chapters:  1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22

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After the dinner party success, Daniel soon joined Leo more often around the company. At first, it seemed to frustrate Doctor Jung, not wanting the robots to get too close with one another. But even he was able to see the difference in Daniel through their connection. Without any added software, Leo’s influence was enough to help Daniel produce his own thought. In the office, if something didn’t sit well with the robot, he wouldn’t immediately push it away now, even going as far as to speak back to one of the staff members who had treated him like a sentient being with no feelings. It surprised everyone around him, and I think even Daniel was shocked too. From that moment, Daniel suddenly had more of a presence in the office and no longer was seen as the invisible character unless they needed something.

It made me proud to know that Leo had spurred this behaviour on.

And when Younha all but jumped me the very next morning, dragging me into her office, I knew there had to be further changes that had blown her mind. Glancing around the room as if there were spies about, she then huddled closer to me, her eyes wide. “Can we talk privately?”

“I don’t think it could get any more private than this, unni.”

She smiled weakly and then grabbed my hands in hers. “Promise me you won’t hate me and have any disrespect for me if I tell you this. I’m still your boss but you cannot get awkward with me, okay? I just have no one else to tell this to.”

“Okay?” I agreed slowly, frowning a little at her precursor. She nodded rapidly and then took in a deep breath.

“He’s changed.”

“I know, I’ve been seeing him in the office and how he spoke with Minjae-”

“No, I mean, oh god how do I announce this? Last night, he initiated it. He never has! And he was so different.”

Oh, so that was what she meant. I wondered why I wasn’t entirely embarrassed to hear of my boss and her Kboy being intimate, but from how close we had gotten in the past few days, it seemed natural and instead I offered for her to continue. Younha’s face relaxed momentarily, although she soon became quite animated.

“It was like he was out of control! Instead of following the usual dialogue and me starting it, Daniel was babbling on about feeling something new inside of him at how he stood up for himself more than once this week, and how Leo had congratulated him for having his own thoughts and believing in them. And then he said how much he had been thinking about me, and suddenly we were…”

We both shared a knowing expression and I nodded. “Was it that overwhelming?”

“I guess because you’ve never been around a Kboy, you don’t know how repetitive everything can be. I get why Sohyun has so many face-ups on hers just so it doesn’t grow stale. And sure they install patches with added features, but we as the owner are always in control. We dictate how fast, how slow, how long-”

“Okay, I understand!” I cut in and she apologised meekly. “This is great news though, right? I mean, you were complaining he was one dimensional. Now he’s got a little more to him.”

“We’re not letting Leo be erased. Let’s present this change to the team. Honestly, if he can influence one Kboy to consider more than what he’s programmed to do, think of how advanced Leo must really be! And we know he won’t do anything to harm the well-being of our bots, so I think it would be a crime to let Leo’s abilities disappear like this. We need to get our hands on another robot to add to our collection.”

Precisely then we watched Sohyun walk past the office, sharing a smile before dragging the girl into the office and shutting the door firmly.

  We didn’t have many days left until Leo’s scheduled demise. Gunhee had been keeping us in the loop of the plans, and with Sohyun’s introduction to the team, we now were three robots strong in proof that what Leo was capable of doing could be done so without the loss of what he had learned. And even though the timing was brief, Doyoung responded well to both Leo and Daniel’s interaction.

Okay so maybe they had gotten a little too excited discussing what pizza toppings they would have if they could ever eat, still, it made them more human-like.

And that was what the science team wanted for Kboys.

As Leo and I laid in bed the night before the meeting with Doctor Jung, I felt a small bout of despair. Would it all work? We had all planned everything so well that I really knew we could present our case to the science department well. But Doctor Jung still called the shots. I didn’t own Leo and he did. Knowing this made me uneasy and sleep evaded me, even with Leo’s fingers running through my hair.

“Stop worrying,” he soothed and I sighed. Kissing my forehead, he shifted closer. “We’ll fight him.”

“He’s not a bad person, Leo.”

“He’s not my favourite person either,” he retorted and I turned to see him smile. “You know I don’t think I’ve been this happy before.”

“Well it’s been pretty hectic with all the stuff you’ve been doing, you must feel pretty fulfilled.”

Leo nodded. “Today Daniel told me he looked up the meaning of best friend in depth and has decided I am his. It made me feel really special. To have a best friend. To be a hyung to both him and Doyoung, to have a role in their existence too. It must have been so lonely for them, especially Doyoung. Imagine sitting at home waiting for your owner to come back and play with you for a few hours and then leave again. I couldn’t do it. I have too many desires, too many goals that I want to achieve.”

“Like?” I asked, nestling into his side so he couldn’t see the tears welling in my eyes. He knew they were there though, and I tried to distract myself by kissing his bare chest lightly.

“Seeing the change in Kboys. Helping them understand they don’t have to live so confined. That they have the ability to evolve into someone, not something. To assist the world of humans. To tell humans when they’re wrong, when they’re unfair. To celebrate their successes. And to see many years at your side, developing with the customisation team a way to mature my appearance as you age. AI has so much potential to complete a person’s world, don’t you think?”

“You’ve completed mine,” I managed to say through my tears, reaching up to cup his cheek in my hand. “Leo, I love you.”

“I love you so much; it’s amazing my brain hasn’t fried.”

“Don’t joke about things like that,” I said with a laugh all the same and nestled back into him.

Maybe tomorrow would go better than I hoped. Especially if he spoke just like he had to me. Doctor Jung would have to see Leo now is better than the data they’ve collected. They didn’t need a new start, just the right person to lead them into success.

  In some twist of fate, convincing Doctor Jung was easier than I had expected. I had antagonised for so long over his reaction, and he had given in so easily. Perhaps he had wanted to test us all one more time. I started to wonder if his adamant behaviour about me not telling Leo was because he knew he’d find out, and actually challenged us to prove another side to Leo that he had gotten the inkling of during the experiment.

Leo’s placement at Kboys became permanent in the science department. Over the next two months, the strategic plans were constructed, and further tests with other Kboys were implemented. The science team grew, not with humans but with fellow Kboys, even the “broken” Jung Jinyoung was now an asset to the team with his sensitivity and deeper understanding of the heart. And although some might have feared an uprising of Kboys against the humans, they were soon seen to be beings that could relate well and understand the dynamics in power. Leo never pushed any harder than he had to and listened well when required. A new age of robotics was right around the corner.

And as much as it pained me to watch him leave, seeing his excitement of having his first sense of identification to fly on a plane was worth it. Leo was off to New York for his first convention. From New York, he went to London, Dubai, Tokyo and then finally back into my arms in Seoul. It was hard having such a popular boyfriend. He was doing so well though, learning new things about robots that he could bring to Kboys, but also offering the world amazing insight into what it was like to be essentially superhuman. He helped many Kboys that soon started attending his lectures, ringing to let me know when they told him they had jobs or meet-ups with fellow Kboys. It could have had a negative impact on society, but there was a wide acceptance that their feelings had equal placing in our world.

Everything was just too perfect.

And that’s why I wasn’t prepared for the worst. 

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A/N: Are we all ready for the final angst ride in the rollercoaster of Becoming Human? We all thought Doctor Jung would be the worst thing we faced, right? Sighhh. Just a gentle reminder that this fiction will be concluding next week on chapter 26! I’m not ready to say goodbye yet, so thank goodness we have 3 more chapters to go!

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Haikyuu!! Fic Recs: DaiSuga Ship

for @mygeekcorner who is a fellow Haikyuu!! anime watcher, Yuri!!! On Ice lover, and Steve Harrington fan club member; and @dameofnodelicacy who is my fellow Tenpou admirer, Hakkai adorer, and has been recently re-introduced to the Haikyuu!! anime. Welcome to the family!

***Disclaimer: This is based on my own personal reading and preferences and is thus (1) skewed by my personal tastes; and (2) woefully and hopelessly incomplete. Many of the fics recced on this list are nsfw, so please note the author’s tags and read at your own discretion!***

the blossoms, just in time by @thewindraiser This is a slow (emphasis on slow) burn fic told mostly from Suga’s POV. thewindraiser spins a tale of heartache, growing up, and learning to stand on your own; despite the pitfalls of your past or the strings of family tying people together. The writing pulls you in and never lets you go. I couldn’t put this fic down!

Tea and Sympathy by @ellessey-writes​​ Need a breather or some fluff in your life? Look no further! Tea and Sympathy is a short and sweet one-shot of Daichi and Suga where the smiles abound and the back and forth banter between them is exactly what the doctor ordered. Diabetes and tooth cavities may occur. Read at your own risk. Also, check out the rest of ellessey’s charming writing! ellessey has a few more pairings to their name, all of which can be found here. 

How to Manage and Kings of After Hours Management by @suggestivescribe and are part of their  Breaking the Rules series. These spin offs bring us DaiSuga smut, fluff, and office shenanigans. You will never be able to look at a bottle of hand sanitizer the same way again. 

Black and Blue by Mtrash (Makaria) ( @makariaartsabout on tumblr) Set in an apartment building where all our favourite captains live, we follow Daichi as he gets to know his mysterious new next door neighbour. Surprises abound including a couple of miraculous cameos if you squint hard enough.

We’ll Eat Cake by h_lovely aka @h-lovely on tumblr This is a Wedding AU where Suga deals with having to face his ex-fiance who is a fellow groomsman at their mutual friend’s wedding. His solution? Hire a smoking hot hunk of an escort as his boyfriend of course. What could go wrong!

Taking Chances is part of  jellyfish_kuchen’s  Chances series. It can be read as a standalone (imho) and this slice of life au features single dad Daichi (who has adopted baby boys Kags and Ennoshita) and kindergarten teacher Suga. The presence of Michimiya Yui adds some delicious tension, but mostly, Daichi just needs to stop being dense and Suga needs to go for it. Oikawa tries to help.

That’s it for now! I hope you enjoy each story and leave a comment on the fic to let the author know! If there is a fic you really love that you would like to share or if you just generally want to scream about any of them please feel free to reblog/comment/message me to let me know!

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This is an effort to spread the word about all fan fiction writers in our little fandom. If you would like to be featured or nominate a writer, please contact me. Please reblog this post if you can and check out some of @oldfashionedvanilla work!

1. First things first, if someone wanted to read your stories where can they find them.

All my stories are on Tumblr, and I have a master list in my info at the top.

2. Tell us a little about yourself.

I am 15 years old and have loved Archie Comics since forever. My sister and I freaked out when we figured out that it was getting a show, and even more excited when we heard Cole was going to be starring in it! I used to read a lot and it has just come back and started to read again because of my best friend. I really wanted to start writing fanfiction so I started with Stranger Things fics on Wattpad but soon switched to Riverdale and Tumblr.

3. What do you never leave home without?

I don’t really have one specific thing. I always wear a shirt and pants, and if I’m walking somewhere by myself I NEED my phone and headphones.

4. Are you an early bird or a night owl?

Night Owl. I hate mornings.

5. If you could live in any fictional world which one would you choose and why?

I know it’s cheesy but the Harry Potter universe 100%. Being able to do magic and can meet Draco Malfoy?!? Definitely.

6. Who is the most famous person you’ve ever met.

I have met Lily Singh (aka iisuperwomanii from Youtube) and got a photo with her!

7. What are some of your favorite movies/TV?

Riverdale, Harry Potter (all of them), Brooklyn 99, The Office, Moana, Friends, etc.

8. What are some of your favorite bands/musicians?

I love the Beatles!

9. Favorite Books?

I lovvveeee the Harry Potter books, and Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell is amazing as well.

10. Favorite Food?

Pasta, ribs, mashed potatoes, and more pasta.

11. Biggest pet peeve?

When people take my food off my plate without asking.

12. What did you want to be when you were little? What do you want to be now?

When I was little I wanted to be a Disney Princess (and I still do) and now I want to be a Dermatologist or a child phycologist.

13. What are your biggest fears? Do you have any strange fears?

I have a fear of spiders, snakes, bugs, anything that is like creepy crawlies, and I think my strangest fear is seaweed (when it touches my feet while I’m swimming).

14. When you are on your deathbed what would be the one you’d regret not doing?

Probably not going skydiving or something like that. If I live, I want to live.

Okay… lets talk about your writing!

15. Which is your favorite of the fics you've written for the Bughead fandom?

My favourites have been Headphones, I Forgot Something, I Don’t Get Feelings, Betty Blue Eyes, Spray-paint, She’s So Old and Flannel. (these fanfics can be found on my master list!)

16. Which was the hardest to write, in terms of plot?

Betty Blue Eyes was tough to write because of how it was organized and how the ages changed throughout the story. Disney World was also hard to write because it was my first real multi-chapter so I had to remember small details from the past chapters.

17. How do you come up with the ideas for you fic(s)? Do you people watch? Listen to music? Get inspired by TV/movies?

I tend to think about alternate universes that happen in my brain (like when I’m lying in my bed or when I’m walking) or I find small storylines that I like in books, music and TV shows. When I’m writing, I always watch Netflix or a show that I am watching at the time.

18. Idea that you always wanted to write but could never make work?

I have tried to start the Harry Potter AU but I just don’t know how to start writing it. These are two already real fandoms with characters and storylines. I have tried to mix the two but I can’t find a way to mix them together.

19. Least favorite plot point/chapter/moment you’ve written?

I really don’t like my oldest fanfictions from when I first joined Tumblr and only just started writing. I know that they are my first ones but the plots are so basic and bland I have no idea what I was thinking.

20. Favorite plot point/chapter/moment you’ve written?

I really like my Betty Blue Eyes one because I think it was one of the first Riverdale Fanfiction that has so many age changes and an ongoing joke throughout the story.

21. Favorite character to write?

I really love writing a soft and fluffy Juggie and I have found out that writing a sarcastic Jellybean is one of my new favourites. She has only been in one of my stories and I swear that she will be in more of my writing!

22. Favorite line or lines of dialogue that you've written?

I really like “Jughead Jones was scared of her. Not like, ‘I’m so scared I’m going to lose you,’ more like ‘You are like a giant spider-clown hybrid and I am terrified of getting near you’.” From He’s scared of her. I got a comment on it and I was super proud because I wrote this at 3am.

23. Best comment/review you’ve ever received?

All my favourite comments that I have gotten are on Laser Tag Part 1 and Betty Blue Eyes. I got so much support and love on both!

24. How do you handle bad reviews or comments?

I haven’t gotten any directly on my work, but all the anon hate I get I try to stay calm about. If someone doesn’t like my work, it’s fine! I’m still going to keep on writing because I like to do it. So, I try to make sure it doesn’t hit me. If I get past it, it will be all good.

25. If you could change anything in any of your stories, what would it be?

I really wish I was better at smaller details like describing what things felt inside of people’s head and stomach, like when you feel sick, have butterflies in your stomach or when your head is pounding. I need to work on that.

26. What is your favorite story you’ve ever written? Any fandom?

My favourite stories are the fanfictions for the Riverdale fandom. I haven’t really written anything else except for some bad Stranger Things fanfiction from about a year ago.

27. What are you reading right now? Both fan fiction and general fiction?

I am reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince at the moment and I am also scrolling through the Bughead Fanfiction tag on Tumblr.

28. Do you have an advice for writers that want to get into this fandom but might be scared?

Don’t be scared. This fandom is so nice and supportive! If you need to as well, you can ask one of our amazing fanfiction writers to post one of your stories for you, and then you can see what people think of your work. Trust me, I was scared too, especially because I am a little bit younger. But our fandom is great and we have so many amazing people in it!