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soupdeewoop · 9 months ago

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favorite lines from "THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY"

and it hits me, i just dont understand how you dont miss me, in the black dog

that was intertwined in the magic fabric of our dreaming

and i may never open up the way i did for you

now i want to sell my house and set fire to all my clothes, and hire a priest to come and exorcise my demons, even if i die screaming, and i hope you hear it

and i hope its shitty, in the black dog

i still cant believe it, cause old habits die screaming

honey, i can tell when somebody still wants me, come clean

whether im gonna be your wife or, gonna smash up your bike

i hear the whispers in your eyes, ill make you wanna think twice, youll find, that you were never not mine, youre mine

flip the script and leave you like a dumb house party, or i might just love you til the end

whether im gonna flip you off or, pull you into the closet, i haven't decided yet i told my friends i hate you but i love you just the same, pick your poison, babe, im poison either way

a rose by any other name is a scandal

cross your thoughtless heart, only liquor anoints you

locked me up in towers, but id visit in your dreams, and they tried to warn you about me

and when that sky rains fire on you, and youre persona non grata, ill tell you how ive been there too, and that none of it matters

the devil that you know, looks now more like an angelso cross your thoughtless heart, shes the albatross, she is here to destroy you

your hologram stumbled into my apartment, hands in the hair of somebody in darkness named chloe or sam or sophia or marcus

as the decade would play us for fools

if you want to break my cold, cold heart, just say, "i loved you the way that you were", if you want to tear my world apart, just say you've always wondered

you said some things that i cant unabsorb, you turned me into an idea of sorts

i changed into goddesses, villains and fools, changed plans and lovers and outfits and rules

back to the moment i crashed into you, like so many wrecks do, too impaired by my youth, to know what to do

will that make your memory fade from this scarlet maroon

cause i wonder, will i always, will i always wonder?

and so a touch that was my birthright became foreign

the empathetic hunger descends

we learned the right steps to different dances

soon theyll go home to their husbands, smug cause they know they can trust him, then feverishly calling their cousins

guess who we ran into at the shops, walking in circles like she was lost, didnt you hear they called it all off

say it once again with feeling, how the death rattle breathing, silenced as the soul was leaving, the deflation of our dreaming, leaving me bereft and reeling, my beloved ghost and me, sitting in a tree, d-y-i-n-g

well tell no one except all of our friends, but i still dont know, how did it end?

i wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you

tell me bout the first time you saw me

ill drink what you think, and im high, from smoking your jokes all damn night

your friends are around, so be quiet, im trying to stifle my sighs

are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me? (kill me), its just a game, but really (really), im bettin on all three for us two (all three)

no ones ever had me (had me), not like you

truth, dare, spin bottles, you know how to ball, i know aristotle, brand new, full-throttle, touch me while your bros play grand theft auto, its true, swear, scouts honor, you knew what you wanted and boy, you got her, brand new, full-throttle, you already know, babe

do that impression you did of your dad again

im sinking, our fingers entwined, cheeks pink in the twinkling lights, cause i feel so high school (i feel so high school), every time i look at you, but look at you

if comfort is a construct, i dont believe in good luck, now that i know whats what

no mid-sized city hopes and small-town fears, im there most of the year cause i hate it here, i hate it here

everyone would look down cause it wasnt fun now, seems like it was, never even fun back then, nostalgia is a minds trick, if id been there, id hate it, it was freezing in the palace

i hate it here so i will go to lunar valleys in my mind

im lonely, but im good, im bitter, but i swear im fine, ill save all my romanticism for my inner life, and ill get lost on purpose, this place made me feel worthless, lucid dreams like electricity, the current flies through me, and in my fantasies, i rise above it, and way up there, i actually love it

quick, quick, tell me something awful, like you are a poet trapped inside the body of a finance guy

and it was always the same searing pain, but i dreamed that one day, i could say all that time you were throwing punches, i was building something

and it wasnt a fair fight, or a clean kill, each time that aimee stomped across my grave

screamed, "fuck you, aimee" to the night sky, as the blood was gushing, but i cant forget the way you made me heal everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman, but she used to say she wished that you were dead wrote a thousand songs that you find uncool, i built a legacy that you cant undo

and so i changed your name and any real defining clues, and one day, your kid comes home singing, a song that only us two is gonna know is about you cause

screamed, "thank you, aimee" to the night sky, and the stars are stunning

i had died the tiniest death, i spied the catch in your breath, out, out, out, out, out, out

i look in peoples windows, in case youre at their table, what if your eyes looked up and met mine, one more time

what are the chances youd be downtown, downtown, downtown

im addicted to the if only

so i look in peoples windows, like im some deranged weirdo, i attend christmas parties from outside, i look in peoples windows, in case youre at their table, what if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time

hand on the throttle, thought i caught lightning in a bottle

pad around when i get home, i guess a lesser woman wouldve lost hope, a greater woman wouldnt beg, but i looked to the sky and said

please, ive been on my knees, change the prophecy, dont want money, just someone who wants my company, let it once be me, who do i have to speak to, about if they can redo the prophecy?

poison blood from the wound of the pricked hand, oh, still i dream of him

and i sound like an infant, feeling like the very last drops of an ink pen, a greater woman stays cool, but i howl like a wolf at the moon, and i look unstable but even statues crumble if theyre made to wait, im so afraid i sealed my fate, no sign of soulmates, im just a paperweight in shades of greige, spending my last coin so someone will tell me itll be okay

i was in my new house placing daydreams, patching up the crack along the wall

so they killed cassandra first, cause she feared the worst

i was in my tower weaving nightmares, twisting all my smiles into snarls

bloods thick but nothing like a payroll, bet they never spared a prayer for my soul, you can mark my words that i said it first, in a mourning warning no one heard

when the first stones thrown theres screaming, in the streets theres a raging riot, when its burn the bitch, theyre shrieking, when the truth comes out its quiet, its so quiet

forgive me peter, my lost fearless leader, in closets like cedar, preserved from when we were just kids, is it something i did?

are you still a mind reader?, a natural scene stealer, ive heard great things peter, but life was always easier on you, than it was on me

we both did the best we could do underneath the same moon, in different galaxies, and i didnt want to hang around, we said it was just goodbye for now

and i wont confess that i waited, but i let the lamp burn

cause loves never lost when perspective is earned

forgive me peter, please know that i tried, to hold onto the days when you were mine, but the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light

you said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me, you said you were gonna grow up

you said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me, said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me, said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me, words from the mouths of babes, promises oceans deep, but never to keep, never to keep

a curious child, ever reviled, by everyone except her own father

excellent fun til you get to know her, then she runs like its a race

"oh, we must stop meeting like this"

ended with the slam of a door, then hell call her a whore, wish he wouldnt be sore

but as she was leaving, it felt like breathing

all her fuckin lives, flashed before her eyes, it feels like the time, she fell through the ice, then came out alive

and at first blush, this is fate, when its all roses, portrait poses, central park lake in tiny rowboats, what a charming saturday!

and she just knows. she must bolt.

theres escape in escaping

ended with the slam of a door, but shes got the best stories, you can be sure, that as she was leaving. it felt like freedom.

out window panes talking utter nonsense, you have no idea

way to go, tiger, higher and higher, wilder and lighter, for you

long may you roar, at your dinosaurs, youre a just ruler, covered in mud, you look ridiculous, and you have no idea

buried down deep and out of your reach, the secret we all vowed, to keep it from you in sweetness

you got the dragonflies above your bed, you have a favorite spot on the swing set, you have no room in your dreams for regrets

now and then she rereads the manuscript, of the entire torrid affair

he said that if the sex was half as good as the conversation was soon theyd be pushin strollers, but soon it was over

she thought about how he said since she was so wise beyond her years, everything had been above board, she wasnt sure

and the years passed, like scenes of a show, the professor said to write what you know, lookin backwards might be the only way to move forward, then the actors were hitting their marks, and the slow dance was alight with the sparks, and the tears fell in synchronicity with the score, and at last, she knew what the agony had been for

now and then i reread the manuscript, but the story isnt mine anymore

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madricat · 2 years ago

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Pompeii Part 4: happy birthday

Summary: Carlos goes through more pain with having to continue his life but what if doing so allows him to gain some happiness again?

Genre: Angst and fluff

Notes: Pompeii Part 4! not really proof read so may be grammar mistakes

Warnings: ANGSTY, MENTIONS OF DEATH, YELLING, CRYING

check out Ducky's first parts pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3

As the month dragged by, Carlos wasn't the same anymore. Every night Carlos would cry himself to sleep at the thought of getting older without his triplets. And with the rebuild of Casita, it made him feel even worse. He couldn’t bring himself to go back to the place that killed both of you. So he never helped rebuild Casita; instead, he would go back to the river every day.

Every time he visited he would bring some of your’s and Camilo’s favorite food because he knew how mad you would be at him for not taking care of himself. During his time he would enjoy the peace of the quiet and only imagine what you guys would have been up to by now, maybe you would have confessed to your crush you told him about a year ago. Or imagine how many fights would end up with a cactus in Camilo cause he pissed off Isabela. Maybe you all would have ganged up against your older sister to make fun and park her new boyfriend. Oh right…yall never say that. Damn. You guys had missed so much in life so far, Carlos can't even bring himself to think of what else you guys would as well. By the time the sun set he would trench back to the house that some villagers were letting his family stay in.

He arrived back in time for dinner. Once again he just ate his dinner in silence while everyone else was chatting away. He was about to excuse himself when his abuela said something.

“Family, we are all grateful for the help to rebuild our lovely Casita. Tomorrow we shall finally be able to move back in, so tonight please gather up all your stuff so we are ready to move.”

By the end of dinner Carlos dragged himself back into the room he was staying in. He didn't want to leave yet. Not that he liked this place no, he just didn't want to go back to the same place he lost his meaning to live. The place where the lives of triplets were lost. He didnt even wanna walk near there, let alone live there. But he had no choice, no matter how hard he wanted to avoid this time.

Thankfully he didn't have much to pack anyway, it only took him about an hour. He only had one last thing to pack tho. There he looked at the photo frame that was faced down on his night stand. With a shaking hand he hesitantly lifted it up to reveal a photo of you three on your thirteenth birthday. All of you laughing together while cake smeared all over y’all cause Carlos decided to start a cake fight.

He choked. He remembered all the fun birthdays shared and didn't realize that last year was gonna be the last ever time.

“Hermano wake up, we get to go back to Casita today!” and enthusiastic Antonio squeaked.

Carlos weakly opened his eyes that were glue shut from the tears that poured last night.

“Calmate im getting up”

When he got up body was sore. He had slept all night in the same position clenching onto the photo of you three close to his chest.

Everyone was standing around the path to casita while mirabel was holding a custom doorknob just for her

“I see me..all of me” she said with tears in her eyes

Once she placed the doorknob in magic spread all throughout the house and bringing it back to life, literally.

Everyone started flooding through the doors bringing back the atmosphere of their once beloved home. But Carlos didn't budge. He stood there staring at the house which he dreaded going back into. A pain started to fill every cavity of his chest just remembering that sight he saw of his siblings. When all of a sudden a hand was placed on his shoulder.

“ It hurts me as well, but we both know that they would want us to go in, no matter how much of chickens they would be acting right now,” Dolores said, causing a low chuckle from Carlos.

She reached her hand out for him to grab. Slowly he held on to his big sister's hand as he was about to do one of the most painful things in his life, going back to that dreaded place.

As they both walked through the door side by side he tried hard to stay strong and put on a brave face. Once he stepped in he was flooded by amazing memories he had with you two

“ Hey Stupid what would happen if we started spinning you in the hammock?” an 11 year old Carlos exclaimed to his brother.

“Only one way to find out!” a young and very stupid Camilo agreed.

Flash forward to within 5 minutes with Camilo in a hammock wearing a helmet and holding onto the sides of it for dear life, and on the other side Carlos on the end of the hammock ready to spin him.

“What are you doing now?!” came in young y/n holding an empanada you just got from your tia.

“ About to see what happens to milo if we spin him in the hammock”

“I’ve got a helmet!” he interrupted.

“Yes he has a helmet. So you gonna help us or not”

“Fineeee” young you had said while stuffing the rest of your empanada in your mouth so you could help them.

“ ha remember that time we convinced Camilo to go into the hammock and spin him around” he said to his sister, remembering the memory

“ isn’t it the time he flung out and you guys had tia keep it a secret from mama cause you both knew you’d get in trouble”

“Haha yeah…it was fun”

Dolores had a smile escape from her seeing him laugh and remember the good times they all had together.

It has been a month now since they’ve moved back in. Almost everyone had gotten comfy again and settled back in. All but Carlos. Ever since they came back he hasn't opened his door. He didn’t want his powers back, it would only pain him to remember his matching gift with his triplets. And not seeing your guys' doors near his anymore hurts like hell. So instead he has been sleeping in Antonio’s room since Pepa wont let him sleep on the couch downstairs all by himself.

At dinner tonight something seemed off. Everyone's chatter sort of seemed a bit forced like they were all trying to hold something in. You can clearly tell in Mirabel’s face that she couldn’t keep straight. All of the sudden it seemed like Pepa had gotten the courage to speak.

“Carlos it’s your birthday tomorrow, would you like anything?” she asked with hesitation.

“ …I don't want to celebrate,” he said, holding back his tears. He had lost all track of time that he didn’t even notice it was almost his birthday. His birthday…no. It should have been an our birthday instead. He should have celebrated it alongside both of you. Now that he realizes it it was always you and Milo who made a bigger deal out of your guys birthday. All week he would have heard about it. All planning what gifts you wanted to get or who won the vote of the cake flavor this year. But none of it was gonna happen

With this he excused himself from the table and headed up to his room. While he was there he looked at the photo frame that was faced down on his night stand. With a shaking hand he hesitantly lifted it up to reveal a photo of you three on your thirteenth birthday. All of you laughing together while cake smeared all over you all cause Carlos decided to start a cake fight.

He choked. He remembered all the fun birthdays shared and didn't realize that last year was gonna be the last ever time.

“Happy birthday!” Carlos heard while being licked in the face by Antonio’s jaguar. What an amazing wake up call.

“Alright Alright i’m awake” he said half awake.

After he had gotten up and ready for the day he and Antonio headed down for breakfast.

When they got downstairs you could tell that the atmosphere felt a bit weird.

“Happy Birthday mijo” Felix calmly said to his son while placing a hand on his back.

“Gracias papa”

“ I miss them greatly as well, but we'll get through this together.”

“Carlos glanced over, giving him a slight smile for the kind gesture.

It was now a bit later in the day. Carlos was waiting for his tia to finish making some food for him to take for today.

During his aimless walk around he ended up going up upstairs. Walking along the edge he held his arm out to let his fingers sweep by the railing. He just did many aimless laps around, only moving to not run into plants. Yet during all this he didnt think a thing. His mind was just blank.

During lap who knows what, while he was walking he didn't pay attention and tipped over a small vase.

Doing this made him snap out of his trance. Quickly picking up the mess he made he finally realized where he was. There in front of him was his unopened door. He paused his cleaning and just stared at it.

“We both know you should open it”

A whisper voice appeared out of nowhere, scaring the hell out of him.

“AHHH! DOLORES WHAT DA HELL?!”

“Lo siento hermano”

“...maybe your right”

“ que?”

“ I mean those losers would have wanted me to open it by now right?”

“Agreed”

“Should I…?”

“It’s your decision”

Upon hearing this Carlos closed his eyes and took a deep breath. With fear in his eyes he looked at the doorknob. He took small slow steps towards the door and once he reached it his breathing hitched. Raising his hand upwards to grip the doorknob. When his hand was hovering over it he froze. Is he really gonna do this? How will he live with himself? But it’s what they would want right? But it still wouldn’t be the same? The more questions he wondered the fear was more evident on his face then over. Looking over his shoulder to glance at his sister she gave a resuring headnod that it’s okay. With this he finally lowered his hand and gripped on the doorknob. But nothing happened. The door was still blank. Confusion started to rise

“Did it work?”

“I don't know let me give it a try”

He tried to transform into anyone…but his appearance stayed the same.

“Wh-what’s happening?” a distressed Carlos asked

“I-i don't know!” said an equally confused Dolores

Carlos held up both of his hands, they were shaking crazy. His eyes darted all around trying to unscramble the mess in his brain. He looked up to meet the eyes of his sister, his lip trembling.

“CARLOS YOUR FOOD IS READY!” yelled his tia from the kitchen

“...I have to go”

With this he ran down stairs and swiftly grabbed the basket off the counter and ran. He didn’t know where he was running, he just let his feet guide him.

Finally when his feet stopped he looked up to see where he was. He had ran all the way to your guys’ graves. He hasn’t visited here ever since where you guys were buried, it pained him to come here again. Upon closer look he realized that the ruanas he placed on the grave stones were gone

“ No, no where did they go?!” he yeld while holding back a sob stuck in his throat.

He collapsed to the floor gripping his ruana near his chest. A pain unimaginable was in his heart. How much more could this day pain him? He sat there balling his eyes out. All the pain that had been building up from today was being released.

“ hey loser you don't look good crying” said a familiar voice

Carlos shot his head up to see who was talking. His hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot from the violent sobs. When he looked up he saw a sight he missed all too well.

“Ca-camilo…?”

“Yup! I would say in the flesh but umm yeahhh”

“How are you-where’s y/n?!”

“Over here dumbass”

Carlos shot his head back to see the sight of his sibling standing there. Oh god how much he missed it

“Wait how are you guys-”

“Well, if you would have been smart, I believe you got a new gift. Oh, and we never got the chance to thank you for our ruanas, it was getting cold.” you said.

“Ha your welcome then”

" Now you have to catch us up on everything though"

That was his new gift, being able to talk to the dead. Maybe his gift was still connected to his siblings in the end after all…

#spotify #camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo x y/n #carlos madrigal #carlos madrigal x reader #carlos madrigal x y/n #angst #triplet au #sorry but i couldn't help myself from writting this #carlos my beloved #encanto carlos #my fic

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borderlinebabys-blog · 4 months ago

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Just a ramble...

Temu things came in and the normal hit of dopamine I get opening the package didn't happen. It may just be because I'm down a bit today...I don't know but I'll probably take a break from ordering things other than maybe getting a few Christmas presents for other people.

My boyfriends daughter has been doing some sketchy stuff lately when it comes to food. We caught her putting some of the food she didn't want into a baggie to try and hide it from us, we also have an app on her phone that monitors everything and she told a few people that she didn't eat breakfast or dinner a couple of days last week. I think she was just saying that for attention tbh because I didn't find the food that she claims she didnt eat anywhere but we all know how easy it is to be sneaky like that when needed. Today when she got home from school I saw on the nanny cam that she took something out of her lunchbox and hid it under her stuffed animal. Im not entirely sure what it was but if she tries to put more food in the baggie later during dinner we will have no choice but to either confront her or make everyone eat dinner together so we can make sure she actually eating it. Anyway, I will be keeping a close eye on her around meal times for a bit to make sure shes not following in my footsteps...

I am extremely irritable today. Part of which is due to being very very hungry. Im also just fed up with my life. We were supposed to be getting rid of the kittens today but the person who wanted to take both of them decided she no longer wanted them. My boyfriend messaged some of the other people who were interested but hasn't heard back. I responded with something along the lines of "ugh...I need them gone" (I haven't been able to sleep very well lately due to them) and my boyfriend got kind of snappy with his response when I said this...I know I'm probably just reading too much into it but I hate when he gets grouchy at me like that. Also I'm SICK of him just doing nothing when he is home. There is so much that needs to be done, only things that he can do, and every time he is home he just sleeps, plays his damn video games, and complains that he sick or tired. Then he gets mad at me when I try to push him to actually do something. I'm getting really tired of his shit, getting tired of pretty much having no support when it comes to things involving HIS son or the house/animals. I've been wanting to leave for a while but days like today just push me closer and closer to walking out the door. I need to get my anxiety under control so that I can actually go out and meet people. I am currently talking to someone that I like and he likes me, wants me to move in with him and everything. I fear that its only a matter of time before he gets tired of me saying no every time he wants to come see me or take me out. I need to be brave...Theres just so much to worry about though...ugh...

Tonight my dinner will be the other half of the acorn squash I made on Saturday and a piece of avocado toast. Today's weigh in went alright...up from last weigh in but I think this evening when I weigh in again (I do morning and evening on weigh in days) it will be what it was last weigh in or maybe even lower. Taking into consideration the amount of calories actually consumed over the last few days I should not have gained any weight. I'm holding onto hope that it was up due to food still being in my digestive tract. Honestly who knows though...maybe I need to get a little more strict with myself...

All for now I guess. Might be on later but that's doubtful.

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dirtytransmasc · 3 years ago

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Blue Lips (temporary title) 1/?

I finished up a personal WIP for @wixterirox . after seeing a post that was very similar.

its a Billy-centric, angsty, sickfic type type thing. This might turn into harringrove by the end, depending on how far I end up taking it; not really sure yet. I will also come up with a better title eventually, I just needed something quick so I could post this.

basic premise; Steves gets back to the Byer's residence ready to sleep off the aches and pains of the night, only to find out his kids drugged a certain Hargrove and left him there without telling anyone. Billy isn't doing too hot, damn near dies.

TW for sedation. Cpr, near-death experiences, semi-graphic cpr/related medical happenings.

Other info, I intentionally had Steve's thought process stay kinda toxic and self-centering (with wanting to help billy, it'll make sense when you get to that part). I think by the end of season two, he had more or less figured out who he was supposed to be and wanted to be, but he wasn't fully there yet; he was still a little self-centered and assholish, so that's how I wrote him. He's trying; he'll get there eventually. Also, if you see typos, no, you don't.

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Steve really thought the night might be over; he might finally get to put his aching body to rest without worrying about someone's well-being. Will was safe, the kids had been reunited with their supposed long-lost friend El, and they were all generally in good health. All was well until steve got the kids back to Joyce's.

Joyce had offered her home to the kids, who were still very much shaken up, while she stayed with Will, El, Jonathan, and Hopper at the lab. Nancy was tagging along with Jonathan, leaving steve with the kids. Steve was just happy he didnt have to go home to that big empty house and that he could keep the kids at an arm's distance while the adrenaline went down.

What he didnt expect to find was a comatose Billy Hargrove half-dead on Ms. Byers's bathroom floor. He hadn't even been the one to find him, nor did he even know he was still in the house. The kids hadn't mentioned how they got billy off of him or where he ended up after.

He just kinda assumed he gave up when steve was out cold and fucked off to lick his wounds in peace. But, in actuality, he had been drugged by his little sister, while in the best intentions, and was now od-ing on heavy-duty sedatives, mind flayer level sedatives.

He had been searching for extra blankets when he heard a yelp from the bathroom, followed by a few 'shit's, 'oh my god's, and 'Jesus Christ's.

When he had rushed to see what the fuck was going on, he found billy, grey in the face and belly up, sprawled out on the bathroom floor. He was covered in vomit as if the boy had attempted to get to the toilet only to fail and find himself stuck on the floor.

"Shit," steve muttered under his breath, quickly scooting past the kids and getting on the floor next to Hargrove. "What the fuck happened? Was he like this when you guys dragged me to the car?" he questioned while trying to find billy's pulse. It didnt matter if he had gotten his face practically punched in by him a little over an hour ago; he didnt want him to fucking die, especially not on his watch.

"I had to drug him to get him off of you, I didnt really think… he was gonna kill you, so I just gave him the shit will was perscribed… is he dead…" max piped up, clearly scared shitless at the thought of potentially killing her brother.

Steve had yet to find a pulse, and billy's skin was ice cold. It really didnt look good. So he kicked into old habits as a diver and lifeguard, assessing billy's entire lifeless form. The first thing he did was throw his ear to billy's sternum, thanking his lucky stars when he heard a feeble little beat, way too slow, but there. Billy wasnt fucking dead. He never thought those words would ever enter his train of thought, let alone give him such a sense of relief.

"He's alive, but he's in rough shape," he blurted out, not even really thinking, just throwing out information.

The next thing he did was open the boy's airway; he had to pull billy to the center of the small bathroom just so he would fit length-wise before he could even attempt to work the vomit out of his airway. He pulled his jaw up and pushed his forehead back. He pressed his cheek against a slackened mouth, barely feeling any air exchange but hearing a steady rasping sound. Fluid was caught in his airways, or if he was really unlucky, in his lungs.

"One of you go get me a towel or a blanket, just somthing to keep his head propped up, someone else go call 911, right now, if you can find it bring me the vial so I can tell them what he has in his system. Max, how much of that shit did you give him?" steve rapid fire went through orders, all while getting billy onto his side. Lucas, Mike, and Dustin left in a hurry to do what steve asked.

"There was a full syringe next to the vial, I just gave him all of it, I didnt mean to hurt him, I just wanted him to get off of you," though her voice was flat, there was a shake to it that made steve feel helpless. Max was never scared, but here she was looking at the near corpse of her brother, terrified. It felt wrong.

"It's ok, I mean, this is a nightmare, but it's gonna be ok, you didnt mean to do this, you were looking out for both of us. You did what you could and probably saved all of our lives by keeping me in commission." he needed her to stay calm because if she started to flip out, he wouldn't be able to keep his attention on billy, and he was fading far too quickly for that to end any type of well. He didnt know how to feel about max or the kids right now cause, on one hand, they were kids, and seeing billy beat him would make any of them freak out. But on the other, they also drugged him with something they didnt even know the name of, let alone understand, and left him on the floor with no means of escape. It was too cold for him to walk, and he had no car. Plus, they hadn't even thought to tell Steve, Steve being way too out of it and way too focused on keeping them alive in those hell tunnels to even think about the other boy. So it was safe to say he had mixed feelings and would be having a serious conversation with all of them as soon as Hargrove wasn't dying. For now, he was going to compromise with himself and just focus on keeping them as calm and compliant as possible.

He was currently wacking the shit out of billy's back, trying to get him to cough up some of the shit blocking his airways. He tried to keep the blows sharp between his should blades, but it was hard at the awkward angle he was forced into, so he opted to pull billy up onto his lap, so he was face down. He hoped gravity would help get something out of him, but with each passing moment, he was turning bluer.

"Don't give up on me now, Hargrove; you dont get to kick my ass and die in my arms all in one night, you hear me?" he choked back a lump in his throat as he put billy back down on the floor. He checked his mouth and throat for any obstructions but found none, and billy's breathing hadn't improved any. "You're a fucking prick, you know that," he mumbled, not even thinking.

He held Billy's jaw open as he locked his lips over Billy's cold, slackened ones. Then, using his free hand, he plugged the boy's nose, blew a puff of air from his lungs to billy's, let him exhale, and then repeated. Over and over again, billy's attempts at breathing got impossibly weaker as he accepted Harrington's help.

"Hey, you don't get to quit now. You have to keep fighting Hargrove. Where's my blanket and my call to 911, is one of you on the line?" he called down the hallway, praying to god these kids were capable of following directions, just this once. Billy was fading. Every time steve would try and listen for his heartbeat, it would get weaker, slower. He was honestly shocked he had lasted this long, but he didnt want to test his luck.

"I got it," Dustin came shouting down the hall, holding a big blanket in his hands." Mike's on the phone with them right now, the line doesn't reach down by here, they're coming,"

Now that steve had given up on trying to clear billy's airway, opting to get air into him, he quickly draped it over billy, hoping it would bring him some sort of relief. he tried to run warmth into the boy's hands but with the lack of blood flow, it was pretty impossible.

Billy started to jerk around, his arm would tense, or his leg would kick out. It scared the shit out of the kids, as they thought he was coming to, but Steve's stomach just dropped. Billy wasn't getting enough air, and his body was starting to freak out. His heart was going to slow, so matter how much air he gave the other boy, enough of it wasnt getting to his brain.

"Out, all of you, get out, go wait in the living room." he really didnt want the kids to watch him perform cpr, it was rough, and they had already seen enough tonight. Most of the kids listened, choosing to linger in the hallway while max stepped forward, almost out of spite.

"Why? Steve, what are you doing that we have to be out of here?" max questioned, tone accusing him of something.

"His heart isn't beating fast enough, meaning his brain is getting enough air, so his nervous system is going haywire trying to get him to breathe, which is why he's jerking around. Soon enough, he's gonna start agonal gasping, which is pretty fucking scary to watch, I'm gonna try and keep that from happening, but that would involve cpr, which I dont want you to watch. Please, just go wait in the living room," he unbuttoned billy's shirt and worked the blanket down to his waist so he could get a better view and access to his chest. Trying not to gasp at all the bruises in various stages of healing that steve definitely didnt leave. Billy's knuckles weren't bruised before their scuffle. He didnt cause these, not by means of street fights or petty violence.

"I'm staying here. I can't leave him, fuck you fuck that," she retorted, the other kids leaving, going back down the hall like he had asked.

"Max, I'm gonna break his ribs, you don't want to hear that. Trust me, being a lifeguard long enough leaves you with some not so nice memories, but that, those memories are the ones you hear in your nightmares. Go sit in the hall for your brothers sake." his voice shook as he remembered some past experiences, but he never broke eye contact with max, holding it till she rolled her eyes and took a seat on the far wall of the hallway.

Good enough.

"Alright hargrove, this is gonna hurt like hell, but I don't want you to die, so you're gonna have to forgive me." he muttered, placing his hands on billy's chest. Here we fucking go.

He got up on his knees and used his weight to compress billy's chest, again and again. He kept them quick and precise, compressing deep enough each time and letting up so his chest could expand. It was rough. He felt out of breath after his first round, arms screaming when he paused to give him breaths again.

"I swear, Hargrove if you die after all of this, im gonna crawl into whatever afterlife you get into, and I will drag you out by your stupid hair cause you're really doing a number on me," he grunted, getting back onto billy's chest. The chest covered in healing bruises, ones clearly left by a belt. "And I need to know what happened to you."

Steve was coming to terms with the fact he was a nurturer by nature; even if he had ignored it for years, he wanted to heal and care for things, for people. Thats why he put his life on the line for these kids and never planned to leave them. Even if he was fighting monsters and babysitting a bunch of kids, it felt like, for once in his pathetic life, he had a purpose. He didnt feel lost or confused. He acted on autopilot like it was second nature, jumping between his kids and danger, offering a gentle hand or well-needed advice, patching up and calming down scared kids. And now he's breaking this already broken boy's chest, forgetting the anger he had felt after he got his ass handed to him because he felt that pull to nurture once again.

Billy Hargrove has to survive because steve could feel he needed something, someone to hold onto. Steve knew that crazy look, worn by someone who had given up, accepted any night could be their last, whose anger boiled in their belly and burned their throats. He wanted to help, he would help; no matter how stubborn billy might be about it, steve was determined.

The color in Hargrove's face was getting better, even if just a shade or two, small victories. But he was starting to gasp like a fish out of water, not so good. Steve knew it was a natural reflex that would happen whether or not he was giving compression. Because compressions and rebreathed air would never satisfy someone's body the way an actual heartbeat or breath would, it would happen regardless, but it still made him feel uneasy.

He gave his all (which was not much at this point, and what was left was quickly fading) into working billy's chest and giving his lungs air, but by the time paramedics got there, his attempts were lackluster at best. His head was killing him, his throat felt like he was swallowing razors every time he breathed, he couldnt see out of one eye, and his vision was getting spotty in the other. He tried, he really tried to stay consistent, but he himself was fading out, so he was more than happy to hand over billy's care to professionals.

He actually passed out a few seconds later, adrenaline finally leaving him, and he gave into his concussion, minor blood loss, and exhaustion. The last thing he remembered was asking someone to stay with the kids, that he needed to see dr. Owens asap, and that he was staying with billy since this whole situation revolved around them. He blacked out after that, feeling the warm lull of pain meds and the manhandling of paramedics who were most definitely not being paid enough for this shit.

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I will post a chapter 2 eventually.

#billy hargrove #steve harrington #max mayfield #mike wheeler #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #billy hargrove angst #harringrove #stranger things #stranger things season 2 #stranger things fic #dirtytransmasc

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bloodycassian · 3 years ago

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Reader x Cassian - Hellish Prompt: Reader is an assassin/spy that was caught and azriel has spent months torturing her for information and can’t get anything out of her and cassian eventually goes to see who this assassin/spy is and the mating bond snaps and cassian beats the $hitt out of az bc of the mating bond instincts and rhys has to intervene and break up the fight (i was thinking this could switch between azriel’s POV at the start and then switch to cassian's POV)

AN- this was SO fun to make. Please more requests like this!! I love the idea of unexpected mates!

TW -blood/ blades.

Drip, drip, drip. Copper smell filled the small room. Blood leaked down the drain in the floor. You wheezed a laugh bitterly and spat on the ground at his feet. Azriel's rage simmered calmly under his dark shadows. They coiled, ready to strike. Wanting to strike. The sound of your feeble laughs was practically the only sound Azriel had gotten from you for the first week of torture. The second week was worse, even for him. Truth teller revealed nothing when he gouged into your skin from the bottom up. Truthfully, he was impressed beyond measure. But that didnt mean that he could stop the job at hand. He had to know, and wished he didnt have to do this kind of thing to get the information from you. "Listen..." He sighed, cleaning his blade. He was always nervous whenever he had a back turned to an enemy, no matter how well they were restrained. But he trusted his shadows enough to tell him if something was wrong. "If you just.. Cooperate and tell me where the Queens are, we can let you go. No trouble, just releasing you back to Rask." He tried to keep his tone neutral, but he was nearing an exhaustion point. Torture every day for two weeks had its toll not only on the victim, but the dealer as well. His shadows seemed to be growing restless too, waiting for a chance to strike. He watched your reaction from the corner of his eye. Noted the way your head hanging loosely seemed to gain a bit more strength before you spoke. "Losing your touch, Spymaster?" You revealed a row of bloody teeth to him, and grunted when the chains at your wrists stung the magic that weakly attempted to help you. Azriel could have sighed. He could have laughed and bled you dry. Have a healer come and patch you up enough to keep you alive. The idea was tempting, but he didn't like having anyone besides his brothers see him in this mode of darkness. He could have brought Rhys down to attempt to break into your mind again. After the first attempt and Rhys' reaction to being blocked, he wasn't eager for that again. So he sighed, and brought out the potions laced with Faebane. + He was convinced you weren't a normal Fae. After months of his best torture methods he was a wreck. "She just-" He tried to hide his frustration, but his brothers knew him best. Cassian smirked by the fire, warming his wings. Rhys seemed a bit more concerned, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Azriel had never been one to spend a long time on torture. Rhys saw the frustration flowing from him after every session with the stubborn Fae in the dungeon cell. "I dont know what to do anymore. She's the only one to have never broken." He ran a hand though his hair. His shadows seemed weak, exhausted like him. Rhys considered for a moment, looking between his two brothers. Cassian seemed to be enjoying Azriel's frustration. Maybe a bit too much. Rhys sipped his wine then, with a look of innocence, "Maybe we will have Cassian end it. Perhaps seeing the Lord of Death in front of her will knock something loose." Cassian's stare whipped to him, a silent plea on his face. "We should leave it to our expert Rhys-" Azriel laughed, cold and bitter. "The expert hasn't got a damn thing out of her. We either kill her or send her back to Rask with all the information she's collected about us. With nothing in return." Shame lined his features. The sense of failure to his high lord was a heavy weight to bear. "Cas...I expect you down there tomorrow afternoon. It will be her last chance." Rhys' no nonsense tone shut down Cassian's retort. His jaw locked with distaste. He hated the cramped cells below the house of wind. Hated the way going underground made his wings feel like they needed to stretch. The worst was when that stale air was laced with the rotting smell of dead mice or old blood. It made his skin crawl just thinking about it. "Come on Cas, dont you want to see the only one that's outlasted me?" Az asked with a mock grin. He couldn't give the same smile back. Turmoil spilled inside him at the thought of going so far below the mountain. + Cassian took a long time to go to bed that night. His restlessness about the next day made him wake up over and over, never having more than an hour of peace before being waken up. Azriel held up a mug of tea to him the next morning. "You look like shit." He handed his brother the mug with a small smile. Cassian glared at him, but took it anyway. He went to the balcony, his heavy wings needing to feel the fresh air. It was like taking a bath after being covered in grime. He sighed in relief, letting the late morning sun graze his body. The cold wind from Illyria was beginning to come in for the winter, and the familiar smell ignited something in him. He felt a draw, but shoved it to the back of his mind. He knew what he had to be this day. "Why the hell do we have to keep them so far down again?" Cassian complained. Around and around and around. Down deeper and deeper into the pit of the mountain that the house above was carved out of. Cassian felt like his lungs were collapsing the further they went. He tried not to let his nerves show, but he knew Az's shadows would pick up on it anyway. "Remember when you broke your arm chasing down that Attor?" Azriel could have laughed at that memory, but the story surrounding it made the experience soured. More shame on top of the guilt already there. Cassian hummed in approval, welcoming the distraction the memory brought. He tried not to focus on how each turn of the staircase got darker and darker. How the air seemed to compress around him. He locked his eyes on the scar on one of Az's wings. "And we spent a week fixing the top story of that apothecary?" He asked, keeping his voice steady. "Yes. Dont you remember how the Attor got out?" Cassian shook his head, and Azriel huffed a laugh. "I left the door open for just a second to get a new knife and..." He shook his head, part in anger and regret, part in shame. "It had escaped before I turned around. I dont know how it happened, to this day." Cassian stared at the back of the shadowmaster's head. The dark ripples around him seemed to spike. "It happens Az, you can't be perfect." "It's not perfection, its basic thought. After that we moved all enemies to the lower dungeons. No matter the threat. Rhys even put wards on the arches." He ran a hand over the walls, his fingers catching a few of the grooves that linked each spelled archway to the other. Cassian left the conversation at that. At least his brother wasn't brooding as much as before. The dim lights began to come into view, and his heart began hammering. Adrenaline singing through his veins. His polished siphons glowed, reflecting red off the dark stone ceiling. He had polished all his black armor the night before, when he couldn't sleep. Something poked, prodded at him all night. Keeping him awake. He figured he may as well make use out of it. "She's not going to talk to you unless you show..weakness first." Azriel said in a low voice. Cassian nodded, reaching the end of the stairwell with him. Cassian couldn't see the dark figure in the cell, but he felt the presence nonetheless. The dark draw that you demanded. He wondered how Azriel had dealt with that pull this whole time. The tantalizing draw to you. He shook his head, pushed the hair out of his face and nodded to Azriel. He opened the door, then began his ritual. At the start of every session he would toss a bucket of water over your body, then a bucket of salt. It made the wounds that handn't healed fully scream in pain. You jolted at the suddenness of it this time. "Good morning, shadowsinger." You ground out, voice rough with strain. Cassian watched in awe at his brother. Cassian was never one for torture. There was a reason Azriel was appointed to this position. Watching the calm cruelness of him was jarring, but Cassian kept his face straight. He stood behind you, watching the flimsy attempts to pull at the shackles holding your arms up. Lacerations dotted each arm, some light pink scars. Some were still scabbing over. A chill ran down his spine. "You have a guest today, would you like to see him?" Azriel's voice was cool, calm. Like he was speaking orders to a group of soldiers. He began slicing new lines into your arms, moving up to your neck. He had left your ears in tact, as a last resort if you refused to speak to Cassian. The pull Cassian felt was overwhelming. He walked a bit too quickly around you, plastered on a wicked smile for show, then crouched down. The smile faded when he finally saw your face. Your dripping hair was a horror on its own. Plastered to the skeletal cheekbones, and pale eyes. Those eyes were brighter than anything he'd ever seen. A field of flowers down the slope of Illyrian mountains. His world shifted, drawing the breath from him. "Mine." His mind seemed to roar with that alone, but in a thousand different variations. "Lover, friend, partner, mine mine mine. Mate. My mate." His lips quivered with the realization. With the way his heart soared, and the way he moved without realizing it. He choked a gasp, and fell forward on his knees before you. He saw the same astonishment in your reaction. Azriel dropped his sword, confusion and concern alert on his features. "Cas wh-" Before he could finish, before his shadows could detect that Cassian had even moved, his brother was on top of him. Cassian's knuckles stung with every punch. A new kind of rage flared inside him. It made his muscles yearn for violence. Made his teeth crave the flesh of those that so much as looked at you wrong. There was no mercy for Azriel, it was as if he was an enemy on the battlefield. Cassian held nothing back. You hung limply from the chains that bound you. Crunch after crunch sounded from Azriel. He eventually managed to push Cassian off of him. Then they locked together in battle again. Clashes of armor against armor were deafening. The snarls they ripped at each other were loud enough to make you cringe. Your heart squeezed at the sounds of Cassian's breath. At the scent of blood spilling. You pulled feebly at the chains, your mind roaring to protect him. Your mate. You tried to watch the battle, but the weakness in your body refused to let you turn more than a few inches. They were panting, Cassian fighting with a ferocity Azriel had never seen. His eyes flared with rage, like he was possessed. "Cas-" Azriel grunted, shoving his brother backwards. His back hit yours, pushing you down and digging those stone cuffs into your wrists. You hissed in pain. Cassian roared and lunged at his brother again, and again. The darkness that boomed outside the cell was jarring. The stone ceiling shuddered, small rocks and dirt falling from it. Cassian did not stop. He didn't hesitate, coming at Azriel with punch after punch. His fist crushed the wall behind where Az's head had been.

"Enough." The high lord's cool command was enough to make you still your weak attempts at looking at the two. Cassian's chest heaved as he tried lifting his arm to punch Az again. Pure fury in his heart was enough to make him disobey Rhysand's order.

Then Rhys' talons gripped him. Freezing his mind, stilling him. Rhys' face shifted to surprise at what he glimpsed at there. "Oh.." He breathed. Azriel panted, backing away from his brother, out of the cell. He locked the cell and wiped the blood from himself, his wings hanging limply behind him. "What- the hell." He panted, nursing his arm. Cassian's eyes locked to your small frame. How your muscles quivered, how your arms shook with the effort of holding yourself up. He felt Rhys' claws recede slowly from his mind, releasing each part of him one by one. He rushed to you. He picked up Azriel's sword and with a clean, masterful swipe, broke the enchanted stone that bound you. The weak sigh that came from you was heartbreaking. His eyes pricked with tears, and he caught you before you could fall to the floor into the puddle of dried blood. He didnt notice, or care that it was there. He sat there with you, cradled you and shook with you.

"Cassian... She's.. Cassian's mate." Rhys said slowly, astonished. He didn't take his eyes from his brother in the cell. Azriel froze in place. For a moment, the dungeon was completely still. Totally silent, as if the world waited for what was to come next.

Azriel turned on a heel and left, trudging up the stairs. Rhys dared not touch his mind. "Cassian...." He spoke, trying to get his brother's attention. He did not glance at Rhys, just curled around your body more. Protecting, nesting almost. Rhys knew the feeling too well from the weeks after he and Feyre's bond snapped into place. "We will check in tomorrow. Be safe, brother." Rhys spoke to Cassian's mind. It was nothing but an ocean of rushing thoughts. Cassian could have bared his teeth, could have tried to fight his brother through the bars of the cell. Hell, he could have probably broken through those bars with the primal strength flowing through him with the rush from the bond.

But he didn't. He stayed, his warm body pressed against yours. Those siphons glowing against your skin like a fire. He stroked your hair soothingly, his tears like rainfall on your body, through your bloodstained clothes. He didn't remember falling asleep there, but it was the most restful, peaceful night he'd ever had in his existence.

#acotar #acotar fic #reader x cassian #cassian fic #cassian #azriel mention rhys mention #cassian x reader

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cynettic · 4 years ago

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Burning Things with Genshin Impact Characters

Summary - Burning things together, escaping burning buildings, and raiding Hilichurl camps <3 Ahh, the epitome of love.

Pairings - Chaotic Reader x Albedo / Venti / Ayaka / Scaramouche

Warnings - Mentions of fire, alcohol, suggestive themes, and uhm- ✨ c h a o s ✨

A/N - Bro- this is just my mental break after writing 6.9k of smut in my last post ;-; And my next two posts are supposed to be for Genshin women and their smut so… I need some cute fluff before I get into that.

Albedo

“Y/n… calm down.”

Urgent eyes darting over the vicinity of your apartment, you hardly spared the light haired boy a glance. “‘Calm down?’” You asked incredulously, flapping your arms around as if that would solve the issue of smolk. “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed yet, but our house is ‘burning.’” The bits of ash stung your arms, smoke seething against your eyes.

“I’m aware, I’m just asking you to get off the windowsill.”

Looking down at your already prepped foot right on the metal of the only opening the room, you flashed him a glare. “Uhm… no? I’ll have you know I have things to do and places to be, I’m a very important-”

“‘Y/n,’” Albedo interrupted, exasperated. “Please, come here.”

“No!” You shot back, “‘You’ come here, you aren’t going down in flames with your lab experiment. No matter how important it was.”

You could slowly see the patience from Albedo’s face melt away. An incredible feat, it was far too bad you didnt have the time to admire his ticked off face. “And you plan to jump off and break a couple bones?

“Better than death by fire.”

This time, the alchemist simply pointed to the experiment table, unable to form words.

“Yes and? I already know you messed up your experiment.”

“And,” he continued, irritated. “The table is the only ‘damn’ thing on fire. ‘The only thing on fire.’ The entirety of the house is just ‘dandy.’ Now help me put it out.”

You removed your foot of the ledge. “Oh, now that you mention it…”

Albedo put a hand to his head, sigh escaping as he rubbed his temples. “You’re almost worse than Klee… no, scratch that. You’re worse. Klee wouldn't have run away, she has the decency to stick around and out the fire out.”

“I thought it as a life threatening situation!”

“Mhm,” he hummed, displeased. “Whatever you say, get over here.”

Venti

Your drunk figure stumbled across the plain of grass, arms outstretched as you spun around. The wind rushed past your face, cool against the heat that ran through your veins. You felt dizzy, the world spinning in circles around you.

“Hey!” You spun around, foot sliding around the grass as you struggled to keep yourself from falling back. “You- you over there.”

“Yes?” The bard spoke, whisking the alcohol bottle in his hand in circles. He too had chugged a few too many bottles, but nothing to get him as wasted as you were at the moment. “And I do have a name you know- I’m aware you’re drunk, but it still hurts to know you’ve forgotten it~”

Squinting your eyes, you racked your mind for a name. “Oh.. uh…” It took only a moment till the name flashed in your name, and with a giggle, you turned back around. “Venti!”

“Yes?” He responded, this time with a wide grin.

All that stretched in front of the two of you was a wide field of grass, a grand tree, and a hilichurl camp. The two of you were too far away to quickly make it to the tree, and far enough not to arouse any suspicion with the monsters.

Of course your focus was on the hilichurl encampment.

“Look!” You pointed to the wooden pillars perched upright, two or three hilichurls dancing around a fire. “Lets destroy it!”

Venti nearly choked on the beverage in his mouth, swallowing it before he let out a chuckle. “Destroy it?” he repeated bemused, staring at your knocked up state. “I’d be surprised if you managed to make your way there-”

As if to prove him wrong, you started sprinting.

“Uh oh- hey! That wasnt what I meant!!” And he was sent racing after you.

By the time you made it to the camp, the Hilichurls had taken notice of you. All three of them standing up with some kind of weapon in hand. Your joyous laugh sent shivers down their spine, wobbly walk making them back up.

You were ‘scaring’ them.

“C’mere,” you cooed, arms wide. “I don’t bite.”

“Yes you do,” Venti mumbled once catching up to you. Too low for your ears to catch.

When the hilichurls didnt move, you whirled around to grab the vodka from his hand. A high percentage of course, Venti couldnt get drunk on normal wine or too low of a vodka. With a squeak of surprise, he reached for the bottle.

But it was too late.

You’d throw the bottle right at the hilichurls, who dashed away right at that moment. They abandoned camp and sprinted towards the meadow to find some refuge in the trees.

But that wasnt the end of the chaos.

Oh no, the bottle just ‘had’ to spill its contents onto the grass. And well, knock over a torch light stand while it was at it, which meant what? Fire.

“Its burning!”

“Oh dear…”

Venti pulled you away from the camp, sending a gust of wind to pick up the remainder of whatever was burning and put it out. “What am I gonna do with you…” he whispered in a groan. You happily skipped alongside him, giggling at his remark. “My little menace.”

He made a mental note not to bring you to the tavern again.

Side note - No Hilichurls were harmed during the raid-

Ayaka

“‘I’m saving her.”’

Hanging on a tree just beside the Kamisato residency, you and Thoma crouched on a single branch, tipping from side to side to regain balance before falling. That wasn’t the main issue, because just beside you was Ayaka, trapped in a burning building as she frantically tried to put the fire out.

“I’m her bodyguard,” Thoma beside you seethed, pushing you lightly to get you to move. “Therefore its my jobs to protect her, move.”

You shoved back, “And she’s the girl I love, got an issue with that?” You stuck your tongue out, “Or maybe you’re just ‘jealous’, wanna play hero and get her to fall in love? Too bad, you know we’re a thing, get over it.”

“Do you ‘want’ me to hurt you?”

“No thanks, save that for your new girlfriend and your bsdm kinks.”

“HEY- I DONT HAVE-”

But you’d already jumped, grabbing with both hands onto the window ledge and hoisting yourself up. The smoke hit you, burning your eyes and making your nose scrunch up in distaste. If this was your first reaction- how was Ayaka?!

You looked around, spotting the girl trying to put out the fire. It wasnt a big one, in fact it was just the cooking stove and a tinge of the carpet was on actual fire. The rest was just too much smoke, and a coughing Ayaka spilling water over everything.

Racing over, you began stomping on the flames of the carpet. Noticing you, she put her attention on the stove, and the two of you managed to clear away all the fire in no time.

It was when she put her hand over her mouth to cough that you realized you needed to get her out of there. Picking her up with ease, you cradled her in your arms as you dashed to the window. You didnt want to know what the rest of the house, and if there was any more fire, Thoma could put it out right?

Unfortunately for you, that wasnt even your main worry as you made it to the window. Water had somehow made it just below the windowsill, and instead of jumping out with precision, you slipped you with Ayaka in your arms, screaming out in surprise.

So you did all you could do, tuck her in your arms with your back to the ground and hoped you didnt die.

“‘Umph’- holy you’re heavy.”

You weren’t dead but…

‘Being in Thoma’s arms is worse.’

His face said the same, so he dropped you and instead held Ayaka in his arms. You watched as his face morphed into one of worry and compassion, “Princess- are you alright?”

“I was the one who caught her!” You blurted from your position on the ground, stumbling up to stand.

“And I caught both of you,” he corrected, flashing her a grin before giving you a look of distaste. “By accident, it was by pure luck that you happened to be holding onto her.”

You flashed him the middle finger, “Well your jobs done, saved the day, now fuck off.”

“‘You’ fuck off.”

“You have no reason to be here.”

“And leave Ayaka with an incapable fool? How did you slip out of a ‘window?’”

“Water you dumbass, now let go of her before I beat the shit out of you-“

“Ha- I’d like to see you try.”

Meanwhile, Ayaka rest cradled against Thoma’s chest, a look that your bickering was getting to her, and that she was seriously getting ticked off.

“Can you both just ‘shut up?’”

Scaramouche

Everything was ‘burning.’

Scarlet flames licking the wooden planks, crackling as splintered logs came crashing down and silenced by the background screams. Chaos strewn from side to side, a contrast from the normal pace of your footsteps, the calm collected look on your face.

“That was fun,” you simply stated to the boy beside you, squeezing his hand. “We should do it again some other time.”

He squeezed your hand back, a gesture far beyond him. However, he didnt reply, just walking alongside you with your hands interlocked and casually walking away from the crime scene.

Side note - you could really tell I got hit by writers block on the last one ;-;

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satans-left-asscheeky · 3 years ago

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that vampire react was OUCHIE! would you consider continuing it? sole finally giving in and taking their blood. thankfully sole was able to hold back and didnt drain them, but now they have to treat and take care of their friend until their all better?

My goldfish brain wasn't sure if you meant sole comforting thr companions, or the companions comforting sole so I did both. We've had the hurt here comes the comfort

For those who didn't read part 1 here it is.

Maccready

"I'm so glad your okay. I don't know what I'd do without you... you and Duncan are my whole world"

They'd be rocking him back and forth in their arms while playing with his hair. He felt like shit, but that didn't matter they were okay so he'd be fine. And if he wasn't he knew it would all be fine in the end. In the upcoming days sole insisted on him laying in bed all day. Which suited him absolutely fine. He'd take this time to snuggle with them and Duncan and read comics all day long... he could get used to lazy days like these

Hancock

"That's it sole. Glad you finally came to your senses.... Im not sure what I would've done if you hadn't...."

The last sentence was barely a whisper on his scared lips... He knew what he would've done with out them, that's what scared him. He makes a lot of jokes about going feral, or being a monster, but he fears what would've happened if he spiraled into that darkness. Although truth be told he only ever truly was a monster to himself, but cognitive thoughts and logic rarely make there way into the deep fears that inhabitant our inner psyche. In the following days he and sole would spend most of their time in goodneighbor remedying the pain the only way Hancock knew how, loads of chems and booze. The few hours he spent sober he relayed the events over and over in his brain... He would never let sole know how much it all had really messed him up, but he'd be damned if he ever left the house without a blood pack again. He'd lost himself before sure, plenty of times, but the thing about losing yourself is you can always find or create a new version of yourself... what almost happened with sole was.... too permanent and it would haunt his nightmares for the rest of his freakishly long life, but for now he'd take comfort in the fact the the one person he loved so dearly was still by his side... thats all that mattered.. all that ever matters

Cait

"I'm glad you decided not to be a complete idiot. Never, and I mean never, do that to me again ya hear?"

She was so grateful that this fool was still alive and kicking. She felt like shite and her head was pounding, but she'd make it and most importantly they'd make it. She'd never leave home with a blood pack again... Afterwards Sole would insist on her staying in bed, which Cait though was pretty fuckin stupid in all honesty, but she'd listen. Only for like the first two days though, because honesty she's had worse and she'd rather put this whole thing behind them.

Danse

"I honestly didn't think that would work...."

He's suprised he's still alive... He's not disappointed, just confused. If he could've lived through the whole ordeal why were they even arguing in the first place? During his recovery he wouldn't want sole to leave his sights, he'd be especially clingy and needy after almost losing them.

Curie

I am... so glad you are okay...."

She'd find it hard to speak from the intense pain that was clouding her mind, but her words were still the most genuine that shed ever spoken. She wasn't used to even scrapes which made her pain tolerance low, but this? It was all a bit to much, but she'd happily do it again. She'd be very thorough in telling sole how to take care of her in the following weeks/days. She would opt to stay in the diamond City clinic or at least at home plate should anything go wrong. Truth be told she was just glad to still have sole. The whole ordeal still had her a bit shaken, but given enough time she'd overcome the left over fear.

Deacon

"Do I get a little sticker?... they give you those after donating blood right?"

Despite him cracking jokes his mindset is still very grim. He can't believe he almost lost the only friend he's ever had and more importantly he only narrowly avoided it. He needed to do better in the future to make sure that sole had been taking care of themselves. In the following days he'd stay mostly quiet opting to read books, and have long philosophical conversations with sole to fill the time of his mandatory time off.

Piper

"Thank god blue.... You had me really worried there for a second.... woah my head... I think I'm just gonna sit down for a sec...."

She'd pass out. Unfortunately for her she's a bit woozy around blood... especially her own. She'd wake up in her diamond city home. Sole had brought her fancy lad cakes and nuka cola both of which were sitting on the nightstand next to her. She'd carefully climb out of bed wincing in pain as she took her first step out of the small room. Her whole body ached, but she was to worried about sole to focus on that right now. She was so glad when she finally saw sole asleep on her couch. She'd crawl onto the couch careful not to wake them. Shed gently wrap her arms around their torso and cuddle into their side... at least this way she might actually get some sleep and stop worrying.

Nick

"Well would you look at us.... guess we get to cheat death for a little while longer...."

it's times like these that he cursed the institute for making him able to feel pain. Physical and mental that is. Nick wouldn't say he wanted to die, because of course there's always more for him to do, but the idea of dying for a friend did sound like a pretty nobel way for things to end.... but it didn't and he'd be damned if he wasted the chances life keeps throwing at him. Nick believes wholeheartedly in fate and if he's still alive and kicking there's a reason. He'd brush off Soles requests for him to stay quiet much to their dismay though after taking a fee wobbly steps out the door he decided maybe sitting and looking over old case files wasn't the worst idea...

Preston

"Thank god your okay General.... not sure what the minutemen... hell I'm not sure what I'd do without you"

He'd let them lead him back to the nearest settlement and for once the Neverending work load wouldn't come first, because right now was about sole. They were alive and they were here and for a while even that wasn't certain so Prestin would be damned if he didn't tell them everything he had ever felt about them. Wheather it be romantic interest, platonic admiration or perhaps a bit of both he'd lay his feelings out plain and clear because no way was he letting anything happen to either of them without making his thoughts known.

X6-88

"Thank you for finally seeing reason. I'm a machine. You are of value, I am not."

He would be seriously shocked when he felt arms wrap around his neck and a head hit his shoulder. He'd stay like that for a few moments to stunned to move. That is until he felt the wet of tears hitting his clothed shoulder and the sound of quiet sobs hitting his ears

"You are not just a machine.... not to me"

Their shaky voice spoke muffled slightly by his shoulder, but still loud enough for him to hear. He didn't know what to say to that, so instead he opted to wrap his arms around their back awkwardly... He was a machine, but damn if he didn't feel true emotions in that moment

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blackstar95 · 4 years ago

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The Brothers reaction when MC slaps their ass

Lucifer

As usual, Lucifer listened to some classical music and poured himself a glass of wine to relax a bit.

Once he was done, he brought the glass to his lips and took a sip, savoring the taste.

"Mhm," he hummed to the sound of the melody and blissfully closed his eyes, enjoying the quiet moment he was having.

Much to his dismay, you entered his office without making yourself noticable.

Now dont get me wrong, he loves enjoys your company.

But not when your main goal is to tease him.

An thats exactly what you were doing.

You grinned mischievously as you slowly crept up to him, his back turned to you.

Since he was in his own state of mind, he didn't noticed anything.

That was until you reached your hand out.

In that milisecond, Lucifer's senses were tingling and his eyes shot open, turning around as fast as lightning.

But it was too late.

He only watched as your right hand colided with his left buttcheek, giving it a good squeeze afterwards.

Lucifer jumped and just stared at you in shock, processing what just happend.

And you just stood there with an empty expression, your eyes starring at your palm.

"Wow, your butt is actuallly softer than I thought".

Lucifer furrowed his brows in anger and shook his head.

"MC".

"Yeah?" You asked, looking up at him innocently.

Lucifer had that closed eyed smile with an dark aura surrounding him.

"Now, what made you think this was an good idea, MC?".

You shrugged and slowly walked backwards, shivering nervously "I dont know.. I was just curious?"

"Curious?" He met up with your steps and tilted his head to the side, his smile never leaving

He became dangerously close, making you more nervous than you already are.

You felt your back hitting the wall and your eyes widened.

Oh lord...

Lucifer slammed his palm beside your head, caging you.

You flinched and looked to the ground, feeling suddenly so tiny under him.

Lucifer cupped your cheek and made you look back up at him, a sadistic smile on his lips.

"Such inappropriate behavior should be punished, MC"

I leave the rest up to your imagination.

Mammon

Mammon was walking beside you as always, being practically attached to your hip (nothing new).

You guys were at R.A.D on your way to the cafeteria, since it was break time.

The greedy demon beside you rambled about that new scheme to make money, and you once again had to talk him out of it.

"Ya! It aint a dumb idea!" He protested.

"It is Mammon. Just think about Lucifers reaction and the consequences," you shook your head "Want to hang from the ceiling that bad?".

Mammon only scuffed, turning his head to the side.

You glanced over to him and noticed a visible pout on his lips, making him look like a child.

"Hey, Mammon".

"Hm?" He looked over at you "What's up?".

You raised your hand and reached over for his bottom, smiling sweetly at him.

"Cheer up".

He was about to question you, but before he could even start his sentence, you cutted him off with a real loud smack on his ass.

Mammons stopped dead in his tracks and his eyes widened in shock "W-what?".

Once realisation kicked in, his face flushed in an intsant.

"O-oi, human! Whats the big deal slappin' my butt like that?!". He yelled at you, looking like a fricking tomato.

You couldnt help but let out a few chuckles, highly amused by his reaction.

"Ya! It aint funny!"

Thanks to his loud voice, the whole hallway now knew what just had happened.

Leviathan

Leviathan walked down the stairs to the dining room.

He was really excited because he finally got his hands on the new Ruri-chan merchandise that came out.

"Woaah! I cant believe I got that limited edition figurine!, its SO rare and the new outfit- its just soo angelic-"

Levi being caught in his own ramblings didnt noticed that you were walking beside him.

"And that new hairstyle! I cant believe Ruri-chan could get even more cuter than she already is-"

"Say Levi, to who'm are you talking to?"

"WAh!", Levi jumped slightly at the sound of your voice and almost tripped over his own foot.

"Wha- MC!? How long have you been here!?"

You smiled at him and grabbed his shoulder for support, preventing him from falling down the stairs.

"There there, calm down. I didnt heard much".

Levi let out an sigh of relief and turned to you.

"Yeah right, I mean who would want to listen to an yucky otaku like me?".

You facepalmed in your mind and sighed, he really needs more confidence.

Leviathan kept walking and pitying himself, mumbling random stuff.

He has such a negative mindset.

You walked up behind him not thinking much.

But then you stared at his head and then his back,

Eventually your eyes landed on his bottom.

You smirked to yourself as you just ran past him, giving his butt a hard and loud smack.

Levi yelped in surprise and stood still, overwhelmed with what just had happened.

His hand grabbed his right buttcheek and rubbed it, being too shocked to react.

You turned around and waved at him. "Damn Levi, you really got an nice butt there! Im soo jealous!"

You then disapperaed in the dining room.

Levis brain needed a whole minute to process what just had happened.

And then he became a stuttering mess.

"M-M-MC! W-what was that now?!, h-hey wait!" He hid his flushed face behind the back of his hand as he stumbled after you.

Ngl he was kinda happy you touched him.

Satan

Satan was on kitchen duty, cooking his curry.

He invited you to join and help, so you guys could spend some time together.

And theres no way you would ignore that chance.

So here you were beside him, giving him the ingredients he asks for and making some small talk.

"Did you know that Beel almost ate my hair in his sleep?" You sighed "Im lucky im not bald".

Satan glimpsed at you and raised his eyebrow, shaking his head, "His hunger really doesnt know its limits".

He looked up, "Well speaking of sleep, I had an unpleasant dream last night."

You handed him the spoon and nodded "What was it about?"

Satan sighed, "Beel ate too much and grew to be a giant. He then ate the House of Lamentation, leaving the rest of us homeless".

You laughed, "Why do I have a feeling that could actually happen?"

Satan frowned "He already eats plates, its only a matter of time until he starts eating the walls".

You chuckled, intending to jokingly slap his arm.

But since you werent focused on what you were doing, you didnt notice how your slap landed right on his butt.

Satan dropped the spoon he was holding and looked at you with wide eyes.

"What are you doing?"

You turned to him with an confused expression "Did I do something wrong?"

Satan cocked an eyebrow and leaned his head to the side "You just slapped my butt".

Now its your turn to look at him with wide eyes. "I did what now?".

Satan didnt knew if you were joking or not, and it was kinda ticking him off.

"My butt. You slapped it".

"No I only slapped your arm- ohh wait..." you chuckled.

"What is so funny?" He asked you with furrowed brows.

"Sorry Satan, I wasnt focusing on what I was doing and accidently slapped your butt instead of your arm," You shrugged "My bad".

Satan nodded and turned back to what he was doing "Next time be more careful, or I will return the gesture".

You smirked and leaned over to him "I wouldnt mind that".

He will remember that.

Asmodeus

Asmo was having a mid-life crisis.

He was on one of his diets, because his waist gained 1 millicentimeter.

You assured him that a little more weight always looks good and healthy but he wont listen.

So here you were infront of him, eating one of his favorite Cupcakes.

"MC darling, why do you have to torture me like that?"

He whined "Its not faair!"

You just shrugged "I have another cupcake left for you, but since you're on your little 'diet' I will give it to Beel."

He sighed and dropped his head on the table "Does my pain bring you pleasure?".

You frowned "I-"

Asmo gasps and sat back up straight. "Dont tell me your into that stuff?, Wow!"

He smiled and wiggled in his chair.

You sighed and shook you head "Asmodeus, stop".

He pouted "You're no fun..".

After some time you finally finished the cupcake and Asmodeus had reached his limit.

He watched as you stood up and walk towards to the kitchen.

"Wait, what are you doing?" He also stood up and followed you.

"I will bring the cupcake to Beel-"

"No, wait!" he grabbed your wrist and stared at you.

You looked back at him "What is it, Asmodeus?".

He glimpsed to the side "I dont want him to eat my cupcake.."

You clicked your tounge and pulled him towards you, making him stumble to the side

"What are you doi- AH!" He moaned yelped in surprise as you slapped his ass.

"Just eat that damn Cupcake. Its not like you will gain 10kg from it".

He blushed "Oooooh MC! That really made me excited! How harsh you pulled my wrist-"

You just let go of him and left the room.

"MC where are you going?, you cant just leave me here!"

Beelzebub

Beelzebub asked you to keep him company while working out.

And of course you said yes.

So now you sat there, on the bench with a towel in hand, enjoying the view infront of you.

Beelzebubs biceps flexed as he lifted weights, and his white tanktop was drenched in sweat, making it transparent.

His abs showed through the fabric and you blushed.

How can this man be so big and muscular?

You blinked when he stopped his workout and laid the weights back down.

He grabbed his bottle from the floor and drank from it, taking big gulps.

You decided to stand up and walked over to him.

"Hey, Beel"

Beel lowered the bottle from his mouth and smiled at you "Hey, MC!"

You smiled back, and held the towel in your hand out to him, "Here take this".

"Thanks" He nodded at you and grabbed it, wiping the sweat on his face away.

"So, how is the workout going so far?" You asked couriously.

"Im still warming up" he replied.

You blinked, Still at warming up, huh?.. impressive.

"But im starting to feel hungry..." Beel pouted.

You laughed "You can do it Beelzebub, I believe in you".

He blushed and smiled at you "Thanks, MC!"

So cute.

You nodded and patted his shoulder "Sure".

Beel proceeded to start his warm up again, starting with some sit-ups.

But you had other plans.

"Beel wait!" You ran up to him.

He stopped what he was doing and looked over at you "What is it, MC?"

Before he could fully turn his body to you, he felt a stinging sensitation on his butt.

He looked at you startled, now realising you slapped it.

"Wow Beel, your buttcheeks are pretty hard.. are they made of iron or something?" You hold your hand up to your face.

Beel blushed slightly, not knowing what to do or say.

You just shrugged and turned around, marching towards the bench you were sitting on.

But suddenly, you felt a light clap on your own butt.

You gasped, "What-, Beel?!" You looked behind you and saw him standing there, smiling.

"Your butt feels really soft and nice, MC". he chuckled, "Is that a human thing to do?"

"Beel no-"

Belphegor

Belphegor was taking a nap in the attic, skipping the student council meeting.

And since you were coming late to the meeting due to some complications, Lucifer ordered you to search for Belphie and bring him there along with you.

And thats how you ended up infront of the attic, clearly annoyed.

"Belphegor," you spoke as you opened the door "I know you're in here".

The youngest brother laid on the bed, snoring and cuddling into his cow pillow.

You walked over to him and shook him "Hey Belphegor! Wake up!"

He stirred in his sleep and furrowed his brows.

Eventually he opened one eye and glimpsed at you. "What is it?"

"Lucifer wants me to bring you to the council meeting" you explained.

"Too bad, I wont go" he closed his eyes again. "Why dont you join me?"

"No," you shook your head, "Please, stand up".

He groaned "No, I dont want to go".

Thats it

You grabbed Belphegor by his arms, and turned him on his stomach.

His eyes shot open "Dah! W-what, hey-"

You raised your hand and slapped his ass, the sound of it echoing through the room.

Belphegor jumped and sat up straight, looking at you in disbelief.

"What was that for?!" He blushed

"You should stand up," you crossed your arm over your chest "I asked you nicely but you wont listen".

"Alright..," He closed his eyes "I will go"

You nodded "good"

But before you could turn around, Belphegor grabbed your wrist and laid you over his lap, his hand resting on your butt.

You blushed when you realised what he was doing,

You tried to escape, but his grip on you was too tight.

"Heheh," he chuckled "Time for payback".

"B-belphegor-" you were interrupted by his hand squeezing your left cheek slightly, making you shiver.

Belphegor raised his hand and striked an direct slap on your butt.

He expected you to squeak cutely, but instead a loud moan left your lips.

You quickly sat up and covered your mouth, an massive blush on your face.

Belphegor stared at you with wide eyes,

But after a few seconds he smirked.

"Didnt knew you're into that stuff," he teased you "Im not complaining though".

You just hid your face in his shoulder, too embarassed to look up "Dont tell anyone about this..".

Belphegor chuckled and patted your head "I wont, that would ruin the fun".

He will still tease you about it tho, but just when you guys are alone.

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classic80sand90smovieloves2 · 4 years ago

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Meeting and Dating Benny Rodriguez

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- You and Benny met when you were younger. You’d lived in the neighborhood your entire life and with Benny and the boys being the only kids around your house; and the fact that you were a bit of a tomboy in general, they were who you made friends with.

- Like most young boys, they weren’t too keen on some little girl butting into their games, but you were persistent! It took you a couple weeks and a whole lot of effort but soon enough they let you stay and play without any complaints. After that, the rest was history.

- You’d sort of always just been one of the guys. The main reason you were allowed to stick around was because they nearly forgot you weren’t one. You played baseball, weren’t afraid to get dirty, and never acted all “prissy”; you were the only type of girl they’d ever be caught dead letting into their crew.

- And; without any opposition from you, that’s how things went on for a few years. It wasnt until you got a little older that you realized that being “one of the boys” maybe wasn’t the ...greatest thing in the world.

- You sort of always had a thing for Benny. It was easier to brush off and not realize when you were younger but as you got into your teenage years, it became more difficult to ignore.

- And thus, your dilemma finally became obvious. You’d spent so long being one of the guys that you were completely sure Benny only saw you as that; he sure acted like he did.

- So a million thoughts raced through your head. You wondered if you could change how he saw you, if you wanted to, how you’d do it, should you do it, when you’d do it, etc. Maybe you should try some makeup, change your clothes, your personality; should you stop hanging around him so much?

- You had no idea what to do ...so you tried a few things. You dressed a tad bit girlier; not enough to have the gang on you or ruin your ability to play, and wore your hair down, and ...nothing happened.

- All you got was a few comments from the guys asking “what’s up with the hair?”. Soon enough, you were grumpily pulling your hair up into a ponytail after getting not even the slightest reaction from Benny.

- After several attempts, you’re at a loss and somewhat frustrated. You debate just telling him but the day you decide to, you chicken out and stay home.

- Your mother tells Benny you aren’t feeling well when he asks if you can come out and play and you watch from behind the curtain guiltily as he leaves your front steps, casting one last look from behind his shoulder at your window.

- You don’t show up to the field for another day or two before deciding that you need to go back, missing your friends and fresh air. You figure you can play it cool like always, and you do, getting welcome back slaps on the back and shakes.

- You play for a few hours before the boys have to go home and you’re left on the field alone with Benny. You’re just about to walk out as well ...up until Benny calls after you. With a deep breath, you jog back over and stand in front of him.

“You feeling better?” he asks and you both nod, one after the other.

“That’s good. I missed you out here,” he says before seeming to realize what he said. He laughs slightly before following up with a “Yeah-Yeah sucks at playing your position.”.

- You both laugh before he asks “why don’t we play, just you and me. You throw and I’ll hit”. And you try to turn him down, telling him that you should be getting home, but then he gives you that smile of his and a “come on” and you just can’t refuse.

- So you get in position and the two of you play, swapping turns back and forth when you have to run and catch the ball.

- On one of your last few throws, he runs over to hand you the ball but doesn’t immediately let go. Instead, he leans in and presses a chaste kiss to your cheek before running back to his spot on the field, casting a look back at you and subsequently a smile as he does.

- The two of you kiss for real when you’re at the edge of the field, getting ready to walk home. He calls your name and you pause, standing still as he grips your shoulder and leans in, planting a peck on your lips.

“Why’d you do that?” you ask, though it’s obvious that you don’t mind.

He merely shrugs and grins at you. “I wanted to.”

- You can’t help but smile back, letting him wrap an arm around your shoulders and walk you off the field.

- There isn’t a ton of pda in your relationship but there’s a bunch of contact: high fives, his arm around your shoulders, his leg touching yours when you sit next to each other. He just doesn’t want the guys on your case for the rest of the week for a measly kiss in front of them.

- Affectionate hair ruffling.

- Hand holding, usually when the gang isn't around; unless it’s Smalls.

- Forehead and cheek kisses.

- Soft kisses.

- He has your picture on his dresser and you cant help but smile every time you see it.

- When it really comes down to it, he��s got a huge soft spot for you. He may treat you like one of the boys most of the time but there’s a twinkle in his eyes that tells you you’re definitely different from them to him.

- Excited hugs, usually after he accomplishes something big or you get good news.

- Sitting in between his legs, usually with his chest pressed against your back.

- He doesn’t mind cuddling, even if it’s sort of in front of the gang, mainly because his style of cuddling is his arm draped over your shoulder and you resting against his side.

- As though he’d allow you to not have a nickname! He doesn’t really use petnames except; maybe, when he’s using them as jokes or sarcastically, but you’ve probably had a nickname since you were little that he still uses.

- Although, he does say “that’s my girl” to himself or just outloud whenever he gets all proud of you; like when you score a homerun.

- The boys definitely tease him about you. Its the one thing they have on him.

- He lets you win when you guys race. You’re absolutely aware of it but you think it’s cute so you both jokingly pretend he didnt.

- He’s always there to help get you out of a pickle. If you have a problem it is both your problems the minute you tell him.

- He always brushes off your praise with a halfhearted and playful scoff but in actuality, he loves it whenever he gets a compliment from you.

- There’s definitely been moments where you’ve been in his room with him and asked about some sort of clothing item and he just casually asks if you want it. And ...You’re damn right you do.

- Randomly being carried away from things isn’t all too uncommon for you. He likes to pick you up, whether it’s just by your armpits or in a piggyback ride.

- Walking home from school together.

- Spending your summers together.

- Expect a lot of random visits and him calling you to come hang out. If he wants to see you, he’ll just come knocking on your door.

- Smalls is sort of like your adoptive child, even though you're only like two years older than him. You’re just always looking out for the younger boy and making sure he feels welcome and all that.

- Getting introduced to Beast and Mr. Mertle.

- Knowing tons of baseball facts because of him.

- Playing catch in the lot. He goes easy on you but to be fair; he goes easy on most people.

- Looking after him and making sure he doesn’t over exert himself.

- I’m sorry but you’ll have to just accept that baseball is his priority a lot of the time. It’s his “life” and you’ll just have to accept that if you want to be with him.

- He would genuinely ask you to marry him in complete awe if you were to ever get him baseball game tickets.

- He makes a big deal over your birthday, well, him and the rest of the boys. They all cheer when you arrive at the field, giving all their “look who it is’s”and slapping you on the back.

- Going to the movies ...after they put up another screen.... He’ll usually grab your hand and keep glancing over at you whenever you go, he just thinks you’re really pretty.

- Hanging out in the treehouse together.

- Going to the fair with him.

- Pool dates.

- A lot of your dates get invaded by the gang, especially if they involve pizza …or food of any kind really.

- His mother probably insists on giving him some money every time she hears he’s going to hang out with you because she wants him to be a little gentleman and pay for your “date”.

- Even though you’ve always sort of been seen as just one of the guys, you’re serious bragging rights for Benny; both to the other boys and to Phillips. All it takes is one visit to the pool with them and suddenly they’re all a little envious of their leader.

- Though, to be honest, all the boys in the group have probably; at some point, had a crush on you or thought that you’d end up together because it just makes sense, you know? They weren’t in love but they had those little “why am is my heart racing” type of moments with you.

- Even though he brags about you, he’s still a jealous boy. He pretty much glares at any other guy; besides the guys in the gang, you’re with. Even if he’s doing something else, he finds it difficult to concentrate. The minute you arrive back at his side, he’ll ask why you’re hanging out with them, usually with a subtle; or not so subtle, insult directed towards them.

- Even though he knows you’re capable of holding your own, he’ll still always jump to stick up for you because it’s just a habit of his.

- He’s protective of everybody in his gang so that obviously includes you. He isn’t above fighting; or at least embarrassing, someone who’s giving you a hard time or literally carrying you to a safe distance when you’re near something he deems dangerous. Plus, he’s always the first one at your side no matter what’s going on.

- The two of you don’t fight a ton. You’ve been friends for a while so you sort of already know what rubs each other the wrong way and can avoid them because of that. If you are fighting, it’s probably about something stupid and you wind up just leaving; for one reason or another, as he calls after you.

- That being said, you usually just resolve things after a bit of arguing; without you having to walk off. As an apology, he’ll give you a sincere “hey, I’m sorry, alright?” before making some joke along the lines of asking if you want to hit him. You’ll hug and he’ll kiss your head and everything will be settled.

- You don’t tell each other that you love each other a whole lot; it sort of just isn’t Bennys thing, but you show each other you do with your actions.

- In the future, you’re there at every single one of his games, cheering him on.

- He probably asks you to marry him right after highschool. He just can’t wait to make you Mrs. Rodriguez.

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happys-crazy-queen22 · 4 years ago

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I'm The Right One For You

Gif credit @spooky-cory.

Requested by @stellarosedutton. I hope you like it Thanks for the request.

"Rip, Rip, babe"? Snapping your fingers in front of Rips face. You were trying to talk to him about the kids but he seemed like he had something more interesting on his mind and in his sight.

"What"? Rip, huffed turning his head to look at you.

"Where are you right now? I'm talking about the kids and you're off in lala land".

"I have lots of shit on my mind. I cant be talking about the kids, right now". Rip grumbled and grabbed his beer off the table and walked out the door.

You chewed on the inside of your cheek as you watched the kids play with their uncles. You knew this job was hard on Rip but you thought it would be easier if you and the kids were there to help out. But it just seemed to make things worse for Rip and you.

"You okay"? Lloyd came over and sat down in Rips spot.

"Yeah. I'm good".

"You know, ever since you and Rip got together. I could tell when you lie. It wasnt very often but when you did, you always said "I'm good". Not your normal bubbly self. So what's up"?

"I think, Beth Dutton has finally sunk her claws into Rip. She has been awfully flirty with him and he just shrugged it off at first but now I think they have something going on".

"Why do you think that"?

"He's distance. He never comes home at a descent hour nowadays. We havent had a conversation longer that "get to work". I'm starting to worry. We havent had sex in months. We use to do it every night".

Lloyd couldnt hold in his laughter. "I'm very aware of that. We could hear you miles away. But dont think to much into it. He's just stressed and hes working to hard". Lloyd tried to reassure you but it didn't help.

"I know. But something is wrong and he wont talk to me". You sigh running your hand through your hair.

"You need some sleep. Why don't you take the kids and head to bed. We'll be quiet".

"Yeah. Thanks for the talk, Lloyd".

"Anytime, sugar". Lloyd sent you a wink as you grabbed up Carson, your 2 year old son and Neveah, your 3 year old daughter with Rip.

Carson was already asleep when you hit home, just a walk down the trial. Neveah was a little chatter box. Opening the door on the house, you got a not so suprising shock. Your suspicions were right. Quickly covering Neveahs eyes with your hand.

"You cheating fucking bastard". Your voice made Beth giggle and Rip freak when he saw you.

"Its not what it looks like". Rip tried to explain.

"Did you slip in shit and went dick first into Beth's pussy"? You asked sarcastically.

"Dont cuss in front of the kids".

"Oh so you can cheat on their mother in front of them. Because this right here will scar them for life before me saying dick and pussy will. You fucking asshole". You grabbed up Neveah and headed back to the bunkhouse.

You kicked the door open as Rip was behind you. Everyone got quiet as you came in.

"Did you all know"? You asked everyone staring at you.

"No". Lloyd looked at you then to Rip with a disappointing look.

"Can you watch them so I can cool off and figure out what to do? Because I'm not staying here". You handed Ryan Neveah and laid Carson down on the beside him.

"Yeah, no problem".

You started outside and grabbed a sledgehammer on your way out that leaned against the house.

"Y/N, what are you doing"? Kayce heard the ruckus and came running out of the main house. Rip didnt follow you. He was probably getting a ear full from Lloyd and the others. They seemed to care about you more than Rip did.

"Stay out of this Kayce". You growled, going up to Beth's car and smashing her back windshield.

"Oh fuck". Kayce exclaimed, his hands going to his hair.

You smashed in her side windows and then her windshield with ease. You were beyond pissed.

"No no no". Kayce went to waving his arms.

Then you went on to Rips truck, you climbed on to his hood and smashed his windshield.

"That's my truck". Kayce yelled his neck vein popping out as the moonlight hit him.

You looked in the truck, there wasn't two carseats for the kids. "Why didn't you tell me beforehand". You screamed back.

"What does no no no mean to you"? Kayce dramatically through up his arms.

"Sorry". You got down from the hood of the truck and walked over to Kayce, who was having a nervous breakdown over his windshield.

"Where's Rips truck"?

"At your house, I'm guessing. Damn it, Y/N. Why did you do that for"?

"I caught Beth fucking Rip in our house".

"Shit, I'm sorry. You can continue on her car if you want"? Kayce chuckled, he tried covering his crying as he went up to his truck. "I love this truck".

"I'll pay for the windshield. Well, Rip will".

"Yeah, okay". Kayce sniffled and turned around to you. "You wanna talk about it"?

"Nah. I'm okay. I saw it coming. It was just a matter of time. I just wish that Naveah hadn't seen it". You handed Kayce the sledgehammer.

"Oh no. I'm sorry. That sucks".

"Yeah, so I'm going to go get the kids and go home. Rip can fuck off. Sorry again about your windshield".

"You need help? Um carrying the kids"?

"Sure. Thanks". You slightly smiled and went to the bunkhouse. When you got in the kids were asleep. Rip was gone and the guys were quietly playing poker.

"Thanks for watching them. I appreciate it". You told Lloyd and the others as you scooped up Carson.

"Any time. We're sorry about you and Rip. We gave him a lashing. He's sorry".

"Yeah, well. Fuck him. Thanks again".

Kayce and you started walking down to your house. The lights were out so you knew Rip wasnt home.

"You sure you want to stay here? You know, after what happened"? Kayce asked walking up the stairs, Naveahs arms wrapped around his neck.

"Shit. I didnt think of that. We'll just avoid the couch. Just put the kids in their beds". You chuckle as you opened the door. You averted your eyes and headed to Carsons room. Laying him down gently and kissing his head, before stepping out. Kayce met you in the hall way.

"Before you go can you help me"?

"Sure. Anything".

"You want me to touch that"? Kayce gagged as you laughed. You wanted the couch out of the house.

"Just grab it and let's go".

"They were naked. Doing the nasty".

"I thought you were a country boy. Not afraid of anything. Not some wimp".

"You've seen Rip naked and shit. I havent. I dont want the mental picture and his DNA all over my hands".

"Quit whining. I didnt want to see your sister balls deep on my boyfriend but I did. You can handle a little Rip jizz". You say with a laugh as Kayce dropped his side on the ground quickly wiping his hands off on his jacket with a disgusting face.

"You alright there"?

"Peachy".

"You alright"? Kayce asked.

"Surprisingly well. I thought I couldn't live without Rip, but after catching him. I dont want anything to do with him. Every time I see his face my skin crawls". You say putting your end of the couch down and dusting off your hands.

"Want some coffee"? You asked Kayce.

"You want company"? He replied.

"Yeah, I wont be able to sleep so might as well stay up with you". You snicker as Kayce playfully nudged your arm.

"Gee, thanks. I'm so glad I can keep you company".

"Um, when did you know Beth was after Rip"? Kayce questioned when you set his cup down in front of him.

"Months ago. When we all went to the rodeo. I took the kids to the bathroom and when I came back she had her head and arm laying on him. He just shrugged her off when he saw me. So I knew something would happen or had already happened". You gulped down the steaming hot coffee in your mouth.

"I'm sorry. I know it's not my place to say it but you're better without him".

"What you mean"?

"I mean no disrespect but what does he exactly do for you and the kids? He's hardly ever home. I've never seen him take the kids riding or even play with them. The horse hands do more than he has since you been here. I just dont know what you saw in him". Kayce felt he was treading on thin ice when he said that.

"When I met him, he was drunk. He's funny when he's drunk. We started dating, had Neveah then Carson and everything after changed when we moved in with him. Like we're stepping on his toes or something. Now he doesn't talk to me. So I guess what I saw in him.... I'm not sure anymore".

"You're a single mom basically. Now you're a single woman. What are your plans"?

"I dont know. I guess I can move back to my old house. It hasn't sold yet. Put the kids in daycare and still work here. But then Rip wouldnt want that and I dont want to see Beth all over him. So I'll have to get another job".

"You're really going to leave"? Kayce acted crushed.

"There's nothing here for me".

"I'm here. The guys are here". Kayce licked his lips as he looked at your lips.

"They dont want a mother with two kids here, weighing them down. Especially you, you dont need that".

"What if I want that"? Kayce looked into your eyes.

"Kayce, stop".

"What? I know you feel this connection between us. It's been there". Kayce stepped closer to you. His hand reached for yours on the counter top.

"I just broke up with Rip. You really decided that this was the perfect time to confess your love for me". You nervous chuckle.

"There isn't a better time then now. I want you. I may not be the man Rip is but I'll take care of you and the kids. I'll treat them as my own. You can move in with me and smother me with your toys and love". Kayce grinned.

"They do have lots of toys". You say looking around the house.

"What about Rip and Beth"?

"They have each other. Why cant we be happy together"?

"I dont know, Kayce".

"We'll take it slow. How about this Saturday, we go on a date. The guys can watch the kids and we'll get to know each other. I'm funny without being drunk, I have other great things about me. Plus I'm cute and you can't say no to this face". Kayce pointed to his face with a smirk.

"Okay. I'll go on a date with you. I don't want to hurt the kids if they get attached and we dont make it".

"I understand. But I have a feeling we're going to make it. I even see a little Dutton in our future". Kayce pulled you close, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Is this you being funny or have you lost your mind"? You laugh, putting your hands on his chest.

"I'm just sure that we'll be together. We're going to have a great future together". Kayce leans in and captures your lips with his.

This all took you by surprise. You didnt know Kayce felt this way about you. But deep down you felt in your heart that this all happened for a reason and Kayce was meant for you. You just took a detour, a bumpy road and went off a cliff but was rescued by a cowboy named Kayce Dutton imagine that.

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sarcasticallybee · 4 years ago

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Love through the blood and tears

Laito x reader

Summary

You lived with the sakamakis before Yui. You're a failed experiment to Karlheins. When his spawn fail to kill you he takes matters into his own hands when you're alone.

You screamed as Karlheins kicked you into the wall. He was angry. Angrier than you'd ever seen him.

You'd only ever seen him 3 times before this and each time it was a family meeting. You weren't invited.

"What did I tell you!? You're supposed to be dead. Dead. Dead. Dead." He kicked your stomach with each 'dead'.

"Sir-" another lung crushing kick.

"If my ignorant sons won't kill you I'll do it for them!" He snarled. Reaching down he gripped your hair, yanking you up.

"Please," you sobbed, "please stop."

Your face was swollen from crying and loose hair was sticking to your cheeks.

"I'll leave. I'll go away. Just please. Please stop." You lied, sniffling trying to tug his hand away from your scalp.

"Like hell." Then he threw you.

You flew into the staircase the railing breaking, splinters of wood falling to the ground with you.

You screamed as you skidded across the floor, the broken pieces of railing surrounding you.

"You think you have the right to ask me for mercy. The audacity of humans never fails to amaze me." He laughed.

"Stop!" You begged as your head pounded. Looking up you felt something warm dripping down your face. You reached up to wipe it away and winced. Blood.

"Oh how easily you bleed." Karlheins mocked.

Sitting up you pushed yourself away from him. It was nearing 2 in the morning. The boys and Yui should be here any minute.

"I don't know why you're doing this, but please just leave me alone." You whimpered grabbing a piece of the railing.

"You can't stop me, you won't stop me." He growled stepping closer.

You pushed yourself up and ran in the opposite direction, towards the door.

"Pathetic." He sighed annoyed. You didnt stand a chance.

You flew into the nearest wall coughing as the air left your lungs.

"You. Can't. Run." He grinned his fangs showing. His hand tightened around your neck and the other pushed the hair out of your face.

You cried out when he slid his thumb over your forehead, the blood smearing onto it. Then he licked it.

"You're still so sweet. A shame." You could feel the tears well up as you began to realize you were alone. No one was going to save you.

Closing your eyes you went limp in his hold.

"Please don't tell me you just fainted. That would take the thrill out of killing such a meaningless creature." He mock pouted. You didn't open your eyes. You knew if you did he'd snap your neck.

You didn't want to die. You don't want to die. There was so much more you wanted to do. Needed to do. Laito. You wanted to tell Laito you loved him. You wanted to see him laugh at you as you got flustered. You wanted to promise him you'd never leave him, like his mother did. That he was your one and only. Fuck. You couldn't die.

Opening your eyes you met the eyes of the man who helped create your lover. The man who helped destroy his idea of love. The man who wanted to kill you.

"No." You said your voice cracking a little.

"No?" He laughed as if you'd told a joke. "You're telling me, no?"

"I will not die. I refuse to die." You snarled as you began to claw at his arms.

"Fucking hell." The vampire sighed. "Too bad. I'm going to-" he was cut off as the mansion doors slammed open.

"Y/n are you okay?! I smelled-" Laito stopped in his tracks. You could only imagine what he saw.

"Father. What the fuck are you doing?"

"Laito, Laito, Laito. I told you and your brothers to kill this thing." Karlheins tutted as he threw you to the ground in front of him. In between him and his sons.

You cried out as you crashed to the floor, your head spinning momentarily.

"Your point?" Laito asked as he took a step forward.

"My point being since you all were too incompetent, I'll do it for you." Your eyes widened before you felt his grip on your ankle.

"No!" You looked up to see Laito leaping at you, as his father dragged you upwards. You hung in his father's grip.

"Laito please. This girl is no longer necessary." He sighed shaking you. You blinked away the tears as they slid down your face, dripping onto the floor.

"To you." You heard Laito say, muffled by the ringing that was in your ears.

That was the last thing you heard before Laito launched at you and his father.

The other 5 brothers stared in shock as they watched Laito fight Karl, trying to get to you. Reiji nearly jumped when Karl threw you to the side. You crumbled to the ground without a sound.

Ayato held on to Yui watching as Laito fought for you. He'd never seen his brother look so desperate. When he saw you get thrown into the wall he lightly pushed Yui to the side, behind his other brothers.

Karl was distracted by Laito so he ran, scooping you up into his arms, nearly dropping you again when the scent of your blood actually hit him.

He knew he had to get you away now though. Laito cared about you. More than he'd seen Laito care about anything.

Running back to his siblings he slid to a stop as Karl walked right in front of him.

"Tsk." Ayato clicked his tongue. "Hey old man, you're in my way."

"Ayato. Give me the girl."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"You deaf? No."

Ayato glared the vampire king down. He wasn't going to give in. Making eye contact with Laito and Reiji he nodded

Faking to the left he sped to the right giving your crumpled form to Laito as Reiji blocked Karl.

"Damn it. You boys are so troublesome." Karl snarled pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Then leave." Shu raised his eyebrows.

"We didn't invite you." Kanato agreed hugging Teddy.

"She is going to die. With or without me." He hissed at the siblings glaring at Laito in particular.

"Fuck off." Laito growled. With that their dad was gone, and the house was covered in your blood.

You groaned as your head pounded. Your eyes were crusted shut and your hair was sticking to your face with blood and tears.

You tried to open your eyes but they refused to open. Reaching up with your right hand you nearly screamed in pain. Your ribs ached. Your arm felt like it was dislocated. Or it had been. Everything hurt.

Reaching up with the left you rubbed the crust away, your eyes opening slowly. You weren't in your room. You were in Laitos' room. The green comforter was heavy, and the curtains were closed.

"Laito?" You called out quietly, shocked by how croaky your voice really was. You saw a figure in the corner and tensed up.

"Not Laito." I heard the voice answer. Your eyes widened as you tried to throw the comforter off of yourself.

"Oh no. Don't even try that." The voice chirped as they jumped at you.

With him closer you noted that the male was blonde with blue eyes.

"No!" You screamed as he shoved you down, straddling you.

With him on top of you, he wrapped his hands around your throat.

"You've caused quite a lot of grief. Now you'll die." You struggled under his hold as he cut off your air supply.

"Noo!"

Jumping awake you reached for your throat. Laito. You needed Laito.

You winced as you pushed the comforter away. You were in a pair of shorts and one of Laitos' button ups.

Pushing yourself off the bed, your legs collapsed underneath you. You cried out as everything crashed into you.

"Laito!" You cried tears streaming down your face.

"Y/n?! Y/n! What's wrong?" Laito held your face in his hands. Crying harder you reached up to hold his hands to your face.

"Oh Laito. I love you. I love you so much. I know you said never say I love you, I know you said never to but i-" you choked on your tears. "I love you, Laito." You cried collapsing into his arms.

You felt him stiffen up as you sobbed into his shirt. You shouldn't have said anything. You should've just let Karlheins kill you.

"I'm sorry." You heard Laito say.

You felt your heart stop. He didn't love you. He didn't love you back. You made a fool of yourself. How could you be so stupid? You were so-

He must've felt you freeze because he held onto you tighter.

"I'm- I meant I'm sorry that I wasn't here when you needed me. I- I think I love you too. Seeing you like that, like this it kills me. I care about you so much. I care so much and it scares me."

Looking up at him you reached around his neck and pulled him into you.

"I'm okay I think." You whispered. He laughed at you before pulling away slowly.

"Y/n. Can I- can I kiss you? Please." Staring into his eyes you laughed.

"Just kiss me." You shook your head pulling him onto your lips.

It was a passionate kiss. The kind that makes you lose your breath. Yet it was soft. So soft. His fangs grazed your lips slightly, and it made you smile.

Pulling apart he stayed close to your lips, holding onto your face.

"I thought I lost you." He whispered.

"I thought I was never going to be able to tell you I loved you." You whispered back.

That caused him to let out a loud laugh.

"You nearly died and you were worried you hadn't told me you loved me?" He breathed out.

"Yeah." You sighed looking into his eyes. "Yeah."

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liums · 4 years ago

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Leona x Reader (ft.vargas camp event)

Important information- y/n is female but is pretending to be male.

Context- This happens in a timeline where when Yuu (aka y/n or mc) arrived to the NRC, since it was an all boys school, Crowley asked y/n to pretend to be male and keep it a secret.

In Leona’s version, he found out when a teacher made him go check on y/n because “he” did’t show up in class.(Ruggie was too busy to go) When Leona arrived and knocked, since no one awnsered he just entered anyway lol. He saw a bunch of bandages on the floor and when he found y/n in a room, even if he saw y/n with unuasual long hair, he called and when y/n turned arround, Leona saw you were naked from waist up, with exemption of a bra....he was as shocked as he could be, and just turned arround and left. Y/n ran after him while dressing a shirt, explained the situation and he agreed to keep it a secret with a “What a pain I have gotten myself into” while rubbing his neck. (this happened after Jamil overblot and the two of you had a “I don’t mind his company ” relationship)

Now, with the story:

It was the end of the first day one and every club had just returned to the camp, exausted by the harduous day of challenges, ones more than others, since some didn’t even raise a finger. Y/n and Grim however were having their share of fun, they weren’t allowed to participate in the challanges, but recording such good memories with their friends was very fun.

Y/n was reviewing the photos that were taken during the first day while Vargas was speaking with everyone. Just as you and grim were wondering where you two would sleep, professor Vargas came over and explained he was going to sleep in the Dawrfs hut and both of you would sleep in a tent next to it.

....

Grim and you had just settled inside and were about to change to comfy clothes to sleep when you noticed the inside of your bandages were all sweaty, well that was to expect after such a day. After wiping the sweat you still felt the need to take a bath, most obviously you wouldn’t ask vargas to take a bath in the hut due to certain circunstances.... You were thinking about what to do when you remembered there was a lake nearby, and it had a small and clean beach so it was secure...decided, you glanced one last time to check if Grim was asleep, picked a small bag with a spare of clothes and a small towel you brought, and left the tent.

.....

On the camp site Leona had just left to his tent, leaving Ruggie and the other members of the Magift club discussing who would stand watch and look after the fire. He was lying down trying to sleep when he felt a familliar scent. The noise outside was preventing him from sleeping, so he might as well just go check what the hell you were up to this time.

He migh not admit it, but since the Octavinelle Incident, more specifically, since you had threatened him (when mc threatened making noise every morning outside of Leona’s room if he didn’t help them), he had grown an interest in you, and by now he really didn’t mind your company or when you showed up in the gardening house when he was napping, or even when you sat down next to him. Actually, it seemed that he slept better when you were there. But he would never admit this.

Leona quietly left the tent and went in the direction of the forest where he felt your scent. Leona had light feet and walking at night in the forest was almost as easy as it was during the day, so he reached you pretty quickly.

You were walking steadly but slow, walking in a forest at night really wasen’t one of your skills, you almost tripped a few times. Of course Leona was nearby just watching the whole thing from behind with that smirk of his, he was even eating an apple, he was wondering how come you didn’t ear him.

Well anyway, after a while he grew tired of seeing you strugle, and finally aproached you. He had just lightly touched your shoulder and calling you”Herbi-” but he couldn’t finish because you jumped from the sudden touch, screamed high enough to make Leona turn his ears backwards, and were about to trow a punch to whatever had just touched you when Leona caught your fist midair with ease. “Tsk, why so damn lound” he said while rubbing his temple with his free hand.

“Le-Leona?? Why are you here?” You had just finished your sentence when you saw his green eyes narrowing a bit, and it finally came to you you had tried to punch Leona Kingscholar. Your face went white in a matter of seconds, it’s not like you were afraid of him, you could say your relationship had reached the level of friendship more or less, but this was pushing the boundaries quite a bit!

You quickly retreated your fist, who was still in Leona’s warm hand, and apologized “Ah-! I’m so sorry Leona!! It was a reflex!”. Much to your surprise, Leona didn’t do anything and just crossed his arms “So? what are you doing at this time of night in a forest?”

“Ah- I was.. heading to the lake...” you shifted your gaze to other side while scratching your cheek and smilling awkwardly. It’s not like you were lying to him, but you didn’t really want to say you were going to take a bath. Leona concluded you probably had run out of water and didnt think more about it. You were thinking about what to say next, when Leona just started walking and passed by you. “Hmm, Leona? Where are you going?”you asked.

He didn’t even bother to turn arround and said “You are going to the lake right? hurry now or you will get left behind”.

Uncounsciously you hurried to his side “You didn't ’t really have to come....”you said only hearing a “hmnn” coming from him.

And maybe due to the shock you suffered a while ago or to the fact you were distracted by Leona’s presence, it still didn’t hit you that his presence migh make your task of taking a bath a tad more difficult. And when it did, you hurried to say “ Leona, you should really go back, I don’t want to take any more of your sleeping hours....” you really enjoyed his presence, but you really really hoped he went back.

“Now that we are already here its a bit late” He rubbed his head. He was right, you two had already reached the lake. You were taking in the beautiful scene of the lake and the moon reflecting on it when Leona spoke up “We don’t have all night” he was now leaned against some rock, and honestly he looked stunning in the moonlight with those emerald green eyes of his, but this was not the moment to be thinking about this! You gave a few steps forward but stopped and looked at Leona “Could you..could you turn arround?” you shyly asked, your face with a light shade of red.

“Hm? What’s the problem of me staying here” he moved one of his hands to his hip and tilted his head a bit waiting for you to awnser.

This time you couldn’t really look at him at all, you stiffened your shoulders a bit and finally said “I came to take a bath” In a voice so low Leona almost had trouble hearing it.

He looked a bit anoyed now “Ah?Then again what is the prob-” Leona stopped mid-sentence when it came to him. He had actually forgotten. He massaged his temple with his eyes closed and said ”I will be over there” and left to behind a strocture of rocks a bit farther away.

You muttered a “Thank you...” and went towards the shore.

There. you began by removing tha bandages arround your chest, and then the shirt you had used during the day whole day, you kept your pants since you just really needed to clean the sweat in your upper body. You emersed a towel in the water and when you finally felt the clean water of the lake in your skin, you let out a heavy sigh.

On the other side was Leona, leaned against a rock, backwards to you. To anyone who saw him it would look he was sleeping, but he was actually dwelling on what had just happened. After he had found out and agreed to keep it to himself he did think about it for a while, but at that time you two were no more than aquaintances who meet a lot and sometimes went to classes together, so in the end, your situation had slipped to the back of his mind. He had a frown on his face but it wasent out of anoyance, but rather due to his own actions up until now.

Leona was thinking about how the hell he had grown comfortable arround you recently when his eyes shot open by a splash sound and a high pitched scream coming from your direction. He got up and was ready to complain about the noise and about how come you fell in place with only sand ,when he heard that sound that had been perturbing his sleep the whole day. fairies. They were nothing to him, but you were a human, a non- magical one at that, so leona just made a tsch and prepared to dispose of them.

“Ah, what a pain” he said to the air while going to take them out. “Herbivore you stay.....”

You were already dressed, but soaked from head to toe and with an unsetling expression Leona had never seen you doing, he would be making a smug face while mocking you if he warent too busy scaring that water fairy to death with his glare only. "Scram" he didn't scream, nor use an aggressive tone, but the way he said it had an imposing and superior aura.

And the fairy probably felt he would squeeze her to death next because she flew away in a blink of an eye. He was still making a mixed expression of anger and anoyance when he turned to you. “Thank you Leona, they came out of nowhere” You were trying to wipe away the water from your clothes , and only noticed Leona’s expression when you looked at him “Ah.” You looked troubled “Did I...did I perhaps wake you just now?” Anyone who spend more than 5 minutes with Leona would know how much he liked sleeping, and in your point of view, you were preventing him from sleep by having him acompany you to the lake.

Seeing your troubled expression made Leona get more at ease, and his brows weren't frowning anymore “Now it dosen’t matter, does it” he said while rubbing one of his ears.

You were still doing your best to get most of the water off your clothes, but this didn’t go unnoticed by you “Have I hurt your ears too?” Your voice was now in its normal tune, sweeter, since now you didn’t need to pretend being male.

“Two times in a single night is too much, no?”He retreated his hand and returned it to his pocket.

“The first time was your fault though....”You looked to the side and had a troubled smile on your face “But I apologize, sorry”.

Leona analized your expression and half serious said “You don’t look so sorry however” he started rubbing his chin and curved a little to match more your height “What will you do to compensate me?”. With this statement you looked away and let out a troubled, very fake half laugh “Ahahaha......”

Leona enjoyed seeing you troubled, more than he did the others, but in a good teasing way “*sigh*you should start thinking about drying yourself herbivore”.

Oh don’t you say, It’s not as if you weren’t trying!!! “How come I didn’t think about that” you said while squezing your hair to get most of the water out of it.

Now that Leona thought about it, this was the first time he saw you with long hair after that one day, and even if uncounsciously, he couldn’t bring himself to stop looking. “W- what? is it so weird I have long hair?” you had now cleaned most of the water off yourself, and Leona didn’t help one bit.

(Normally, you do your hair in a specific way so it looks short even though its long, i took that idea from Lucina from FE, i’ll drop a picture of how the hair is done at the end)

“What a problematic thing I have gotten myself into...” Despite seeming he was complaining about coming along with you to the lake, he was refering to spending time with you in general, somehow you were the kind of person who sooner or later would get involved in the most weird problems, and it seemed this time you had dragged him with you.

However despite complaining, Leona had began enjoying your company for a while now. It had even reached the point that seeing you two napping side by side in the botanical garden was frequent. No one dared mentioning it though.

You noticed your bandages floating in the water "*Sigh....* it seems I cant use these anymore" you looked pitifully at the drenched bandages you picked up.

"Just use another shirt as a chest binder. If you hang it tightly enough it will have the same effect" Leona said as if this was the most normal situation in the world.

You looked at him for a second "that is actually pretty smart you know" and proceded to do as he had suggested. After finishing and seeing how it looked you let out a pleased ‘hum’ sound and said “As expected of the great Leona!” you made a few moviments to see if it was comfortable and turned to him with both hands on your hips and a confident look “So, how does it look??”

Leona made an over exagerated expression as if the was thinking hard and made a “hmmm” sound for a long time just to keep you waiting. “Leonaaa!!” you cried, he intended to keep his teasing but after looking at your face again he noticed despite having a smile, you looked scared, afraid of something.

No normal person would be able to see this, not even Deuce or Ace could, but after having you bugging him for so long, Leona had started getting more aware of things like this, so he stopped and let out a sigh of defeat. Honestly, only y/n to make leona give up his teasing.

“No one will notice” he said with a rare reassuring tone while tapping you on the shoulder.

Hearing this, you let out the air you were unconsciously keeping on your chest. ”...thank you”. With that, you seemed more relieved, you really did trust Leona’s judgement huh.

“Heh, if you are really that thankfull then next time you go to the botanic garden bring me food” Well, that seemed fair enough, you thought, but then a smug grin grew on his face “Actually no... that dosen’t seem enough to compensate my great effort.”

“Oh no...” you thought. At this point you could only prepare for what was to come. Leona could get tyranical at times with his requests, but he should have mercy on you......right?

After a dramatical pause, Leona continued “Next time my brother trows that furball of a nephew to me, you, my dear herbivore, will be so kind to take care of him for me”. What? That cute angelic cub? You saw no problem at all. At least on him you could release your hidden desires of petting lions ears. But looking at Leona, he really did look overjoyed he could get rid of Cheka next time he came visit. You couldn’t possibly ruin his moment by saying you would love to take care of his nephew, that would ruin part of his joy, so you just went along.

You were going to start talking again when the wind blew strong, Leona had his super comfy looking camping coat, but you? In your still humid clothes it felt way colder than it actually was.

Meanwhile Leona had already went to pick up your bag ”Herbivore!” but as you turned to him, you saw only black ”Catch!”. You ‘eh’ed and expected your bag hitting you hard on the face, but next thing you knew, a fluffy warm feeling hovered over you.

After roaming arround with your hands you were able to take the ‘thing’ from your head, your hair was now a mess, but your eyes lit up when you saw that in your hands was Leona’s camping coat.

You probably spent a while looking at it, because Leona said “You gonna stay there eating my coat with your eyes, or you gonna return to the camp”. And when you looked at him again, he was already heading to the woods with your bag in hand.

“I’m going Leona, i’m going. wait for me!” you said while you hurried to his side and tried to put in the coat in a very sloppy way. You didn’t notice, but he was looking at the scene with a smug smirk. And by the time you had reached him, somehow, you managed to dress it wrongly.

“You know, I’m not an expert, but i’m pretty much sure that’s not how you dress a coat” He said while examining the way you had dressed it. “*sigh* come here”.

Leona then fixed the coat’s sleeve and helped you dressing it correctly while mumbling something about herbivores being too dependent.

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You two were basically half way back to the camp, and you weren’t already there because you kept on misplacing your foot and almost falling, plus, the way back was upwards and it was dark.

You had misplaced your food at least 30 times now, and in way too many of those, you had to grab Leona’s shirt so you wouldnt fall. And for someone who enjoyed their personal space, he didn’t seem to mind too much.

You did try to avoid doing that as much as you could, but, just like now, you really had no other option if you wanted to avoid falling, so for the sake of your face staying off the ground, you grabed Leona’s shirt hem again.This time, with quite a lot of streight, and when you looked up, the first thing you saw was Leona’s ears turned backwards and he turning to you.

“Oi, don’t pull the hem of my clothes just because you have bad footing” (yet again I cannot decribe his expression properly, so I just drop an image of it, here)

.(yes i edited it to match night time)

Tsk tsk, it’s not like you could help it! it was dark! and the ground was irregular as hell! and you didn’t have a tail or godamn cat eyes! And the coat was so big on you couldn’t even move properly your arms! And it even had his scent!

Well, that last one wasen’t really aproblem, actually you were quite pleased with it, but you were running out of things to complain about!

This venting was only half hearted though, you were really comfy and warm due to the coat Leona lended you, plus it had his scent all over it, and even if it looked huge on you, it was quite the cute sight, and even Leona thought it, but that aint ever coming out of his mouth.

You were still trowing half hearted insults at the situation when a ‘oh’ sound came from him, and you uncounciously looked at him. Big mistake, since he had a ever so smug expression “Or perhaps....can it be that you are scared?” his smirk widened even more , if that was even possible, and he had a hand supporting his chin.

And this was it, you could almost feel a vein poping on your forehead “Who is scared??? you say that because you have good night vision and a fluffy tail to maintain your equilibrium!” you pounted and went pass trough him without caring anymore.

It was very rarely you had these little outbursts, so Leona felt pround he was able to stir up one and was enjoying the situation the best way he could: with his eyebrows up, a smug smile, both hands on his hips and ready to tease you more.

You were still walking forward, and Leona was still talking, but all you could hear was ‘bla bla bla’ in your head. So when he stopped and said “wait, there’s a-

You were too late to realise there was a huge root in front of you, and triped over it, you quicly used your hands to protect your head and brace yourself for the impact.

That never came, because as we can expect, when you opened your eyes you were still mid fall, and there was an arm arround your stomach supporting you. “That’s why you should listen to me herbivore, why are you always giving me work” He said while massaging his temples, his arm still around you.

Now realizing how childish your small tantrum was, and how much of an help he had been, you were more composed “You didn’t need to catch me...” you said in low voice, now looking at the ground you would be in if not for him catching you.

“Ah? What crap are you saying now? after all the work I went trough, if you get full of dirt now it will all be for nothing” He looked a bit annoyed, but just like your insults earlier, it was half hearted.

And after lecturing you, Leona finally let go of you after assuring you were steady on the ground, “Let’s go now” he began walking again, only to stop moments after, for some reason his ears were a bit down ”Next time just grab my shirt again or something”. Despite looking uninterested, he was actually waiting for your reply, more specifically, you thanking him.

So he couldn’t help but look back when he heard you saying “Leona...” in such a sweet tone. Though what he was not expecting to see when he turned back, was a lock of your h/c hair stuck in a three branch. “My hair is stuck...” you said with a voice of someone who still had a lot to lose, but needed help regardless.

Leona however, had the look of someone who was not paid enough to handle this, but it’s not like he could leave you there, so yet again while lecturing you on how herbivores should be careful, he helped you.

While he was, doing it more carefully than he would have with anyone else, trying to free your hair lock from the tree branch and telling you multiple times to stay still, you couldn’t help but wonder, a sad look now in your face.

“Hey Leona...” you began while facing the ground. Receiving a “Hah? what is it now?” from him. You were glad he was behing you, and you were facing the ground, because the look in your face was probably really pityfull. “Do you really not mind...?” You began stroking your hands with your thumb in a nervous way “you know, me being....” You really tried to finish the sentence, but Leona cut you off “It’s not like it makes any difference is it? Why the question”

You thanked he couldn’t see you, or else he would have noticed your trembling hands. You valued a lot the bound you had with Leona, more than he could imagine. Ever since you arrived at NRC you felt you didn’t belong ,out of place, but when you were with him...that feeling disappeared. You were really afraid this could affect your relationship, so hearing him say this, did reasure you a lot. “No particular reason, i was just asking haha-Ouch!”

You felt a pitch in your head, but your hair was already free. “Next time don’t be this reckless” Leona scolded you. Did he just flick you.

“Did you just flick me”

“Got a problem with it? If possible I would like to reach my tent tonight” He was already walking again, just a bit slowler so you could easily reach him, and it was not like you could do anything againt him so while you massaged the spot, you just picked your pace and headed to the camp together.

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You two had finally reached the camp, more specifically, Leona’s tent. “Oh, we are here...I should get going, thanks for coming with me” you gave him a small smile, and began walking away.

“Oi, aren’t you forgetting something?” You looked back to find Leona with his arms crossed looking at you. Only then came to your mind that you were still wearing his comfy outdoors coat. At the realization you quickly tooke it off and hand it to him, feeling a bit sad you could no longer feel his scent. “Here you go, then I will be off, good night Leona, see you tomorrow” you gave him another warm smile he so much apreciated and walked off again.

However, had you not walked 3 meters Leona spoke up again “Herbivore, come here” You wondered what could he want, so you turned to him again, and as soon as you did, he continued. “Sleep in my tent”. He had a calm expression and said it with the most normality ever, yet you were only able to let out a ‘eh?’ sound before he resumed. “It’s not like we haven’t slept together in the botanical garden before, and I doubt you are down to spend the night near that bastard. He dosent know, does he” On this last part he put a hand on his hip and gestured with the other, as if he knew he was right. Wich he was.

You instantanly knew the ‘bastard’ he was refering to, was your teacher, since he always adressed him that way. “Well...you are right...” That was the reason you had gone to the lake in the first place.

But before you had the time to actually awnser his question he made a smug smirk and spoke again. ”Plus, won’t it be better to have the real thing instead of just my scent in a coat?” he said jokingly, yet again trying to styr up a reaction, but instead of doing that, you looked away a bit flustered. ‘Have I been caught?’ you thought while laughing nervously.

Seeing this, his eyes widened a bit and Leona’s own cheeks became a little red too and he hurried to say “Anyway, I’ll go sleep. Don’t make noise when you come in” And he headed inside, You hadn’t even agreed to his offer! But for some reason, you said “Wait, I’m going in too!” And went in after him.

His tent could bear 2 people and still have plenty of space left, however, as expected there was only one cushion. And of course the great Leona wouldn’t give up on his sleeping place, and this was his tent after all, and since you didn’t want to impose yourself on his space, you just went to the corner and setled yourself on the bare ground of the tent.

Leona was busy setling himself to sleep, so he didn’t notice you doing this right away, but when he, did a small frown appeared on his face. “Oi Herbivore, do you really plan on sleeping on the ground? Hurry up and come over already” after saying this he moved a bit to the side as if to show you there was enough space for both of you in the cushion.

Well, you were already inside and it was too late to back away, and it was defenitively better than sleeping on the ground, you just never thought he would give up on his personal space this much. Lately he did let you stay really close to him in the botanical garden, and there was this one time his tail was even touching you, but....was this really ok??

You knew Leona enjoyed his space so you were a bit nervous, but it went away as soon as you laid down on the comfy culshion and he turned to the other side while pulling the blanket to cover himself. “Finally some peace and quiet...” he said before going silent again.

You covered yourself as well, and even if you were a bit tense, as you looked at the top of the tent, and felt Leona-s warmth beside you, you slowly became drownsy “...hey Leona...?” there was no awnser but you went on anyway, probably due to the sleepiness taking over you. “I’m grad it was you who found out...” and finally, you fell asleep.

If he heard you or not? Well, we will never really know.

*This could end here, but I decided there wasent enough bounding nor fluff*

It was now arround 2 or 3 am, and the night became colder, you weren’t awake, but it did bother you, so you moved a bit more towards the midle of the culshion trying to escape the cold, settling only when you met some warmth, a nice one at that.

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Leona never had problems falling asleep, this time was no exeption, he had fallen asleep seconds after he had covered himself. But it was a bit hard not to wake up when something, or rather someone was snugling onto your back. Even though his eyes shot open the moment he felt you, he didn’t move or speak, since he could tell you were asleep by the sound of your breath. Well it really was cold, and he knew he was hot, (take this in the way you want XD) so he couldn’t blame you.

Instead, he waited some minutes to assure you wouldn’t wake up, and then turned to you. You were peacefully sleeping turned to him, with your hands clutshed together in your chest and your h/l (hair lenght) h/c hair all messy. He had a hand supporting his head while looking at your peacefull sleeping image.

During the times you fell asleep beside him in the botanical garden you looked nothing like this, at those times you looked more composed, as if you had a wall arround you, your hair looked way shorter too, but also...in none of those times you looked as vulerable and comfortable as now, it was like he couldn’t take his gaze away from you, greedly taking in all he never could. As a matter of fact, he even fell asleep like that.

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You were still asleep, but the morning rays of light began bathing the tent making the inside getting brighter and disturbing your sleep. Of course, as any person who was awake until lord knows how late, you shut your eyes tighter and tried your best to sink further in the blankets. Fortunately for you, you didn’t need to move much, since something was now sheltering you from the sunlight, and much to your pleasure, whatever it was, it was really warm too, wich made you cling onto it even more.

After you began to regain a bit of counsciousness, you felt something heavy hovering over you, and your pillow felt a bit harder too...only after a while did you notice this wasen’t normal, and slowly opened your eyes, afraid of the morning light hurting them, but you only saw darkness, only after trying to understand the situation did you start feeling soft breathing on top of your head, and a familar scent came to your nose. You did try to pull away to see what was happening, but you only got pulled closer, now concious, you felt two arms tighttening arround you.

When you finally managed to join the pieces together, your face reddned at an incredible speed, and a “Leona..?” scaped your lips, realising what you had just done, you quicly covered your mouth with your hands, hoping he didn’t listen. However some seconds after, he made a low and deep growl, as he so many times did when you had to wake him for class, exept you had never been this close when he did it.

Honestly? From a 3rd person view, it it looked like a lion holding his prey, and it sure felt the same to you!. I mean, holy- the man was strong! you tried to get free from his grasp multiple times, but he didnt even flinch! You needed to get out of there, and fast, you were a blushing mess, and out of everyone, Leona was the last person you wanted to see you like this, he wouldn’t let you go without mocking you about it every hour .So when he began moving again you froze on the spot.

Leona began by closing his eyes thighter, as if trying to deny the morning sunlight. With his eyes still closed, he stretched his neck and afterwards tried to do the same with his arms, but seeing he was unable to, he opened his eyes with much relutancy only to see a Y/n under his grasp. He was quite surprised at first, and if you weren’t so embarassed, you migh have noticed the small blush that appeared on Leona’s cheeks, but such a surprised expression was quickly replaced with his usual smugness.

”Hmmmm....Look at what a small herbivore has been caught...” You felt his jade eyes sharply looking at you, but you refused to meet his gaze. “L-Leona I..I have to go” you said. Now that he was awake there was no need to be carefull, you simply got up, and tried to leave the tent. Seeing this, Leona quickly called you “Wait y/-” only to be interruped by a sharp pain and you triping and falling.

Despite being awake for just a short while, you were quick enough to use your arms so you wouldn’t fall face on. You and Leona let pain growls out, and looking at eachother afterwards, you noticed what made you fall. On your right leg, there was something wraped around your ankle.

You had now the most complicated expression you had in a while “......Is that....your tail?” you crouched down and looked at it closer “Did...did you really just wrap your tail arround my ankle?” You thought of touching it, but he would get angry so you ignored your desire to do it.

Leona was still rubbing his lower back, and only then did he look at you “Ha?What are you saying, of couse I didn’t” He had a small frown, but his voice didn’t have any ill intent.

“It is-” You didn’t even finish your sentence, Leona had already wnraped his tail. He semed to be somewhat sulking. This however made a sweet yet mischievous smile grow on your face. You thought he was just messing with you, but...he clearly hadn’t intended in getting his tail wrapped arround you. Did this mean..earlier when he had his arms around you, he really wanted you close??

Either way, you couldn’t let a flustered Leona scape so easily, it was your time to have fun. “Hmmmm... I wonder how did this tail get arround my ankle then...” you said while you sat on the couch and faked being thinking hard about it. ”Could it possibly be that the great Leona-san does actually enjoy my company?” you pointed at yourself while your eyes were closed and went closer while a smug smirk grew wider on your face. “..Ah! Will you purr for me nex-”.

What happened now was too fast for you to say anything, but next time you knew, you were in Leona’s grasp again. “Shut up”. You were both laid on the couch again, but this time your back was on his chest, and he was hugging you closer from behind. ”You are anoying” he said in a low voice while he tried to get comfortable on the pillow, nudging his nose a little on your hair while doing it.

So, this was so sudden you were no longer working at all, your eyes were wide open and “??????” was all that was in your mind for some good 6 whole seconds. Only then did you regain your rationality, and you had to admit, this was pretty soothing if you thought about it...having him embracing you, it really was comfortable...and his warm breath slowly hitting the back of your head... maybe...a little...”just a ...little... longer then...” and you drifted off to sleep once more. Leona who was already half asleep himself was only able to muster a “...good” and clinging more to you, his tail rested now atop of you, he drifted off too.

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~6 minutes later~

*CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG*

“!????!!??” Your eyes shot open because of the lound noise, and afraid someone would come in, you tried to get up and leave as fast as you could. However, before even being able to sit, you were pushed back to the place you were before “Stay” Leona said with a sleepy voice, his eyes not open yet.

“Leona..! wake up..!!” you cried while trying to move him.

*CLANG CLANG CLANG*

Hearing the call to wake everyone, you looked in the direction of the tent entrance. Meanwhile Leona let out a small growl of protest while finally letting go of you and sitting on the couch “No one is going to some in” he finally said while massaging his temples because of the lound noise, his ears a bit turned back.

Hearing that did reasure you, and looking so relaxed as he did, it was hard not to believe him, though it was leona who we were talking about so....

You were looking at him with the helpless expression of someone who knows it’s a lost cause. Though as soon as he noticed you looking at him he said with the still narrowed eyes of someone who just woke up from a pleasant sleep and a grin growing by the day, his fangs now showing “hmn, like what you see?”he said, stretching afterwards.

You just let a “mhum, right” and stood up “That one is getting old Leona”. Just as you had devoleped the habit of always going to the botanical garden to see him, recently, he too, had devoloped this tendency of showing off and praising himself everytime he woke up and you were there. So you were quite used to it by now.

You streached and picked up your bag, and noticing he was looking at you as well, and turning back to him “And you? Enjoyed having this ‘herbivore’ as an hostage?” you said jokingly. Leona, still laid down, with his hand supporting his head, smirking tenderly yet smugly at the same time ”If I remember correctly, the ‘herbivore’ entered the lion’s den by it’s own will”.

Not having a way to argue back, you changed the subject “I really should get going now.” You said while quickly looking arround to check if you didn’t leave anything behind. And as you were going to exit, Leona grabed your wrist “For someone being so carefull the whole night, you sure can be reckless” He released your wrist and you looked at him with a confused expression, seeing this, he let out a sigh “You sure you want to get out with your hair like that?”.

Your face went blank for a split second at the sudden realisation you had lost your hair elastics at the lake last night. What were you gonna do? Seeing this, Leona shook his head slowly as if asking himself why did it sometimes felt like he was babysitting you, and more importantly, why did he actually enjoy it. “Here” he said while taking off his own hair elastic and handing it to you. “I don’t have another one, but this should solve the problem until you reach your tent”

Receiving his hair elastic in your hands, your eyes were sparking with thankfullness. Quickly, but nimbly you did your hair in a similar way you always did. Finished, you swiftly left, but not one step later you turned to him again. You had an earnest look in your eyes “....Thank you Leona, for everything. Imean it” you finished with a small smile on you. Leona was going to say something along the lines ‘You should, I don’t usually put this much effort, I expect you to pay me back’ , but you went to him and did the impensable.

You were going to leave, but before you turned completely to the exit, you turned back to Leona again, and walking rapidly towards him, and without thinking twice, you hugged him. Despite being friendly with everyone, you had never done this before, nor to him, nor to anyone since you had arrived to the NRC (I’m sorry if you are a hugs person).

Needless to say, even Leona was speechless during the whole thing, its not like just anyone could try to hug him, much less being allowed to, there was only Cheka, but that was a special case.

That being said, this was so unexpected that even when you let go of him, exited swiftly and without looking back, he still had his jade green eyes wide, only regaining his senses several seconds later. A deep blush formed on his cheeks, you had quite the audacity for a magicless herbivore who saw what he was capable of with his magic....though he dosen’t dislike it when you do it...

He thought just before leaving the tent for the morning meeting.

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