#sorry it took abit i swear i had kept going back to this and had several different song for each number

[dinaaaaee]

Firsts with him.

👾Leviathan x gender neutral MC!

👾Synopsis: Firsts with him, abit ooc - didn't follow alot of the dialogue with him and mc at first because It felt awkward ngl. Long sorry.

👾I went back to some lessons to get actual dialogue, I really like this concept so if you want me to do more characters, please request!

👾Warnings: Mentions of death threats - that's just dialogue from the first time MC was in the devildom

✰ When you first met him.

You recall meeting him like it was just yesterday.

Freshly new to the devildom, you and Mammon had just got partnered up. Despite, his complains against 'babysitting' a human, he was kind enough to warn you about other demons, and how you should run if you spot them coming to attack you, or well just die…

Kind enough you suppose.

Just as you were about to thank him, an intense and irritated voice came from behind and startled you both.

"How about this? I vote for YOU to die, Mammon." The taller man, towered over him.

Mammon, quickly turning around: "D'ah…! Levi… you-...uh Listen up, human! This is Leviathan, the Avatar of Envy. He's the third oldest of our three brothers."

Gazing up at the taller demon, he was becoming more and more attractive by the minute. Amber orange eyes that glowed with rage, indigo purple messy hair with side-swept bangs covering half of his eyes, plump, smooth lips that's clearly taken care of. Oh, and his height…his height.

"Mammon give me back my money. Then go crawl in a hole and die."

"C'mon, man I said I'll give it back to you when I have time!" As they continued to bicker, you couldn't help but stare at the older demon Infront of you, sure the other demons you met were attractive, but you wasn't sure what made you more attracted to the Avatar of Envy then the others. Was it his anger? Was it because he kept glancing at you? You swear your heart skipped a beat when he did.

There was no denial, that there was a mutual attraction, even if you both didn’t want to admit it.

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✰ When you first made a pact with him/first apology.

He made a mistake.

Due to Levi's persistence in getting his money back, you ended up making a pact with Mammon. Despite of it all, he still did not get his money back.

What a shame.

A few weeks later, you were becoming more intrigued by that attic; something about that damn attic was luring you in. But of course, Lucifer wouldn't let you go in so easily, so you needed a distraction.

That's how you and Levi ended up in a TSL contest.

The icing on the cake was the very limited wing pendant Solomon gave to you, that Leviathan would kill to get.

But you had it. He didn't like that. How the hell do you have something so rare and you’ve only been in the devildom for a couple of days?! Jealousy, rage, welled up in him.

He wasn't thinking clearly, he saw green.

BANG!

You were now running away.

Leviathan couldn't face you, not after he embarrassed himself, But he had, has to apologize, only because Lucifer is nagging him. Working up the courage after a few days of going quiet, he messages and invites you to the music room, saying you could bring someone if your uncomfortable, but just meet him there.

Sighing, you walk over to the music room downstairs, and see the tall demon, impatiently walking around in a circle in a quicken pace.

"Finally, I've been waiting for you to show up!" Levi exclaimed. Surprised to see that you actually came, and without anyone? He took a step forwards to you, and looked behind you, to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"You didn't bring anyone with you? No Mammon?" "No, I didn't." "Even, after...what happened?"

Sighing, you tell him despite being hurt by his actions, you understand that he is the Avatar of Envy and a Demon.

Are you an angel?

Releasing a breath he didn't realize he was holding in, he gets straight to the point. "Well we did agree, if you did win I would agree to be in a pact with you." He says fake smiling.

“We did.” you say, genuinely smiling.

Shaking the sinners hand, your now in a pact with.

"So what is it? A normie human like you, wanting a pact with a demon? there is obviously a ulterior motive here."

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✰When he calls you henry for the first time/holds your hand.

Lights, acting, action.

Whoever said that devils work harder were right, there was a few days left until the big day, until the student council members + mc performs a TSL play for RAD and Simeon was not going easy on them.

Now all you can hear is students cheerings overtaking the medival music playing in the background. You see blood roses been thrown onto the wide black stage, Levi in the middle of the stage calling for you, to come out with him. When you do join him, you didn’t expect him to take your hand in his. His hand feels unexpectedly soft, expectedly sweaty, but you don’t mind.

“Henry I can’t believe we did that! We just did that!” Levi excitedly says in the middle of bowing.

“Lord of the Shadows, we did just do that!!”

“EEKK! that was so nervewrecking but amazing at the same time. Henry, you especially were amazing out there, you portrayed him perfectly, just as how I imagined him to be.” Levi now is facing you, with sparkles in his eyes, his hand still intertwined with yours. You could see the passion, the admiration in his eyes, making you shy away.

“Oh… thank you. Hehe, you were just as awesome though! especially with the betrayal scene.”

He gives you a genuine toothy grin, and says “All because of you, my henry! You gave me the inspiration and a confidence boost to play my character, your my best friend, my henry in real life, lol!” And with that you both finished your credits, and walked off stage back to your changing rooms, the warmth still lingering on your hand, not forgetting his words and how he called you his henry, his best friend.

Is the room suddenly hot now?

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✰When he gives you a gift for the first time.

Knock, Knock.

“Whats the password?”

“The second Lord-

“Oh, Mc! Come in, quick!”

Chuckling you open his door, finding him on sitting on the floor, with something behind his back.

“Someone is in a hurry today. So what was the emergency that you needed me for? That couldnt wait after I finished my hookberry tea?”

“Close your eyes, and put both of your hands out, don’t open your eyes until I say so.”

Hesitating, you slowly put your hands out.

“Pleeeaaase, henry? Don’t worry its nothing bad, lmao.”

“Fine.”

You did as what he said, and waited. You could feel that whatever he put on your hands was quite heavy.

“Okay, 3,2,1! Look.”

Opening your eyes and looking down, you see that it was a neon orange consoles, the controls were black, however the back had a little drawing of your favourite character from your favourites anime/show.

“Ta daaa! I got us matching consoles, now there is no excuse for not playing with me, and just sitting there. I remember you telling me about how much you love this character and I couldn’t help but watch the anime/show myself, It can also glow in the dark, check it out.” Levi pressed a button on his remote control and the lights go abit dim, you could see the consoles glowing.

“oh my god!! LEVI I LOVE THESE THANK YOU SO MUCH!!” (imagine ken’s squeal) you exclaim with enthusiasm, tackling him into a hug and kissing his right cheek.

“I- uh- e - w-why w-would y-you “ Levi malfunctions.

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✰Confession that leads to a first kiss with him.

For a while now you’ve liked Leviathan, and not only in a friendly way but also in a romantic way. Everyone else but him, was aware of it. From the moment you met him, you knew there was attraction and he knew it too. But now, everytime he walked past, you had apparent hearts in your eyes making it hard to hide.

Knowing this cannot go on for long, you were planning on tell him, but little did you know he was going to beat you to it. Levi messaged you to meet him in his room afterschool, thats how you ended up sitting next to him on the floor watching him play with the strings of his white jacket.

“Uhm Levi?” you called out for him, breaking him from his thoughts.

“R-right, y-yeah.”

“You can do this Leviathan.” He hype whispers himself.

Levi shakily grabbing his controller and dragging the slider to a game, waiting for it to load, while you was peering over his shoulder, confused on what he needs.

“Uh…so. I-I made this f-for you.” He says while hiding he face, loading screen complete.

Looking at the screen you can see sentences: ‘Idk how to tell u in person, but I rlly ♡ u, not in a friend way btw’

…

…

…

Your heart was doing jumping jacks, you was grinning like an idiot, you forgot to speak, making Levi next to you, confused and nervous.

“M-Mc I-If you-“

Tackling him into a hug you thank him, and tell him that you really ♡ him aswell, he almost fainted.

“Levi, I’m so glad you told me that you like me, I was planning on telling you soon. I really like you aswell.”

Mc, you are going to be the death of him.

“Can I kiss you?” you ask shly.

“A-are you sure y-you want to k-kiss an yucky shut-in otaku like me?!” He was red as a tomato.

“I want to kiss you.”

…

Finally, he nods, closing his eyes and leaning in, you cup his face with both of your hands, leaning in, sitting on your knees, pressing your lips with his, it was a sweet chaste kiss but as soon as you both pulled away you were left wanting more. Wanting more of his cherry lip balm taste, wanting more of him.

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Bonus: different ver, after confessing:

“Mc, Why- Why w-would you want trash like me?”

“Levi your not trash, but if you are trash can I take you out? ;)”

“I a- wait…”

[infoglitch]

So for some reason I decided to try and make a rwby rewrite. I am very sorry if this is ass because I can not write women.

We see the moon in the sky. It's forever crescent form casted light upon a hill as a single grave was there. Soon we hear footsteps as we see figure in a white cloak walk to the grave as they held a bouquet of red and white carnations as the figure sat by the grave and placed the bouquet.

The figure grabbed the hood of the Cloak and pulled it down revealing the face of a young girl who appeared to be around 15. Her hair was dyed red as it hung in bangs. Her eyes were violet as they were focused on the headstone.

Summer rose xiao-long. Born in 1940 A.G., died in 1980 A.G. gone but not forgotten. The girl took a deep breath before clearing her throat. "Hey momma. Dads doing well. I know your probably worrying about him. But he's doing good. Yangs now 16 so she'll be going for beacon. Wish I could go with her but hey.. rules are rules." The girl spoke as she smiled. The air was almost bitter sweet. The girl stood up and put the hood over her head. She stared at the grave stone before she turned and began walking. "Happy mother's day momma... Happy mother's day." The girl spoke as soon she arrived at a small lodge as the light a lantern illuminated the surrounding.

The chirping of birds, leaves being brushed against the soft window, and the laughing coming from the lodge. The girl walked to the door and opened it as she saw a older girl harfing down stack after stack of waffles. There was a man sitting there watching as he sighed. "Yang your gonna choke on your waffles. Eat slow and chew. Or do you need to move to eating with a shovel?" The man questioned as he chuckled. The girl named yang had her blonde hair free as a scrunchie laid on the table as a few strands of old almost invisible blonde hairs were stuck on it. Yangs eyes were violet as well as hunger was ablaze in her eyes. She kept harfing before stopping and swallowing. A few seconds go by before we hear a loud BELCH emerge from yang before she started laughing as the man groaned. "I swear you act more like me than your mother. " The man said as he robbed the bridge of his nose.

"Ha.. sorry pops.. trainings just been getting me hungry. Now next plate please " yang said as she pointed to the two empty plate. Her father sighed before the red haired girl clears her throat. Yang and her father look at the girl. "Oh heya rubes didn't see ya there" yang spoke as she smiled at the girl. "What you need Ruby?" Her father asked as Ruby sighed softly. "Um well I was wondering if I could head out to shop for Abit. The stores aren't packed usually. So um.. can I go dad?" Ruby ask her father as he thought about it. He stroked his chin before looking at Ruby and nodding.

"There's 200 liyen. In my wallet. Grab it and have a little fun dear" their father spoke as he smiled at Ruby. Ruby's face lit up as she shot at her dad and hugged him "thank you dad! Your the best!" Ruby said as her father hugged back before ruby bolted to her father's bedroom and grabbed 200 liyen from it before heading back out leaving her father and sister sitting at the table.

"So... Hows the whole negotiation going pops?" Yang asked as she looked at her father intently. He groaned as he rested his head on his hand. "Oz still saying no.. sorry yang." The man spoke as yang chuckled before shrugging. "Eh it's fine. Not like it's anything huge." Yang spoke.

We cut to ruby running across the side walk as she bumped into people and quickly apologizing. Eventually ruby stopped her running as she started at a small green building as she stared through the window and saw lots of shiny, pointy, deadly WEAPONS. Ruby ran in as she looked around. "So many cool weapons!" She said as she kept looking around until she saw it. A ornate scythe. It had a moon pattern all across the handle.

As Ruby was taking In the magnificence of the scythe we hear the bell on the door ring as a man with orange hair wearing a white vest with black dress pants entered. He held onto a cane. He had a fedora in his hand as he place it on his chest. "I'm going to be polite about this. This is a robbery. I want all the dust crystals you have. Now." The strange man said calmly as the cashier seem to not take him seriously. The cashier stuck out his hand.

"You want the dust. Hand over the liyen." The cashier said bluntly. The man glared at the cashier before sighing he grabbed his can and unsheathed a hidden blade and pointed it at the cashier.

"I will not ask again. Give me dust crystals." The man spoke in Low tone as the cashier raised his hands as his eyes were wide. "W-woah man. C-calm down. Don't pull out a sword. Ill give you your dust crystals. J-just please put down the sword." The cashier quivered as the smell of piss immediately filled the store as the cashier had soiled himself. "Ok that's disgusting. Just grab all the dust crystals and bring them out. Otherwise there's gonna be more liquids than piss." The man spoke as we go back to ruby still looking at the scythe before the stench entered her nostrils as she gagged and turned to see the man pointing his sword at the cashier as he was bringing out dust crystals.

Ruby looked at the scythe as a grin appeared on her face. She grabbed the scythe as she cleared her throat as the man groaned and looked at Ruby still pointing his sword at the cashier. "What do you want twerp? Aren't you supposed to be sucking your thumb or something?" The man dismissed her and turns back to the cashier as he placed 7 dust crystals. "Is that all?" He asked as the cashier nodded. The man smiled as he lowered his sword and sheathed it and grabbed the crystal before the blade of the scythe was right infront of his throat. "Ah ah. One wrong move and you get made.... Shit uh what's a good quip for this?" Ruby asked herself as the Man glared at her. "You think because you have a scythe I'll quiver in fear? Youngling you are FAR mistaken." The man said as he turned and kick the scythe out of ruby's hand before running out with the crystals. Ruby groaned in pain as she got up and grabbed the scythe. "Really sorry, I'll pay later but I gotta use this. Thanks bye!" Ruby ran out and saw the man getting In a van as it's engine roared to life as it zoomed off. "Shit! Can't let them get away" ruby said to herself as she began chasing after them but they were already getting ahead as we see the man sitting in the van as he pulled out one the crystals. "Enhancement acquired. You happy?" The man asked as we see the silhouette of the driver was that of a woman as a smile appeared on her face. "Good boy torchwick. Your pay will be soon-" the driver said as suddenly she swerve to a stop as the man shook his head to see who it was. We then see a woman who appeared to be in her 40's reading a book as she had an outstretched hand. She wore white sweater and black sweats. She had a pair of glasses as she adjusted them. Her hair was a faded blonde. "You caught me while I was in my pajamas... How disappointing" the woman spoke. The man went wide eyed. "A huntress?! Who the fuck sends a huntress to vale?!" The man shouted as he kicked open the door and ran away before he faced a familiar scythe as Ruby pointed it at him as she panted. "I... Ran.... Half a mile... Carrying this scythe.... Your in for a world of hurt." Ruby said as the man gulped nervously.

We cut to the man tied up as the huntress was reading a file. "Roman torchwick. Your from Mistral. Strange. What's a petty crook doing stealing dust." The huntress spoke as the man named Roman grumbled lowly. The huntress closed the file and sighed before turning to ruby who had a huge smile as her eyes sparkled. "Your Glynda! Glynda goodwitch! You killed tons of Grimm! Specifically 1,009-" ruby spoke before Glynda slapped ruby across the face. Glynda groaned "what on remnant were you doing?! A civilian like you shouldn't be in possession of weapons. Much less try and fight criminals! Your gonna be paying a mighty penalty!" Glynda scolded ruby as she looked down holding her cheek.

"I wanted to help" ruby said as Glynda face palmed as she grabbed ruby by the ear and began dragging her to the authorities. But then there was a tapping as Glynda turned and saw a man leaning on a wall looking at her. His eyes half Open as he had a cane also supporting him. His hair was grey yet he seemed young. Most likely 20. He wore a dark green suit as he proceeded to stand straight.

"Glynda. Care to have a word. And bring the subject of the topic" he said calmly as he pointed at Ruby as Glynda stared at the man before groaning and dragging her to him. As Ruby proceeded to say "ow" the longer Glynda tugged at Ruby's ear

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FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK! That took a while! I'm so glad I managed to get this done.

To all the newbies. I'm glitch. I'm a fledgling writer obviously. And for some reason I decided to write this. And I'll be honest. I pray this won't be a fucking bitch to do.

I hope you all enjoy this. And very sorry this is so brief.

[depengu]

1, 4, 9, 17, 20, 24!

Thanks Sara for the ask!

1.A song that reminds you of your childhood

so my childhood consisted of both classic rock and a mix of mexican cumbias/rock, but honestly this song just makes me feel like im a kid 

Ride On Seaside - Piper

4.A song that hypes you the fuck up

i dont know what it is about this song but it just gets me hype maybe its that sick intro

Owner Of A Lonely Heart - Yes

9.A song that makes you want to go on an adventure

this phoenix song is just so upbeat and it just make me want to go on an adventure

Tuttufrutti - Phoenix

17.A song that makes you want to grab your friends jump up and down dancing and screaming the lyrics

ok so like i play a lot of rockband and theres a couple of songs that do this but one that we like gets everyone pumping and jumping and singing is 

Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen  

20.A song from the soundtrack of a film that you like so much after the film finished you immediately looked for it

there is this one movie with Denzel Washington called Fallen where he fights a demon and the demon loves music and one of the songs was Time is on My Side by the Rolling Stones and i at the time didn’t know much about the Stones and was like hmmm i heard this song from somewhere and i had to look for it. now its one of my favorite Rolling stones song

24.A song to listen to on a long drive when you have the really strong urge to keep driving until you find somewhere to start a new life (preferably a europian city whose language you don’t speak)

i get this feeling a lot where im coming home from school and im driving down on the freeway and dont want to go home. In all honsety i have a play list of just driving music i always listen to them when im driving but heres one song from it

Home at Last - Steely Dan

its funny since this song is about Odysseus longing/heading home but to me it just feels like the need to just leave and never come back

thanks again for the ask!

[harventheblorbo]

Loved the one with wheeljack and them comforting their s/o could you do that same one bit with tfp arcee, soundwave, Cliffjumper and Airachnid?

You don’t have to if you don't want to! Have a lovely day and I wish you the best

Arcee, SoundWave, cliffjumper and Airachind comforting their human S/O after a battle ➥

Containing;.. Arcee, Soundwave, Cliffjumper, Airachind and gn! Human Reader

___ is gender neutral and human

Warning; abit of angst, Swearing

Arcee;

Arcee was going on a mission with a few other bots with her and It was taking a long time. It was starting to make you nervous. You knew that she couldn't be defeated so easily which only made you more scared. Arcee knew that this mission would worry you so she tried her best to not get hurt but unfortunately failed. When they were brought back, the horror that you expected was false.

She had barely any marks on her. "Welcome back" Miko greeted them with a toothy grin. "Thanks. Hi, ___" Arcee greeted you. She quickly noticed your mood and how it was affected by her disappearance.

When no one was around and off doing their own thing, she approached you. "I'm sorry... I tried my best to not get hurt." She explained. "It's okay. I was just... Worried that something happened to you" You stated as you soon felt the anxiety left from your chest.

Soundwave➥

Soundwave was off somewhere when you woke up. You normally slept at his workplace so he could watch over you. You were placed as his charge ever since the big man stole you as a mindless pet.

You waited and waited... And waited for him to get back. The longer that he took, the bigger your anxiety grew. 'What if he doesn't come back?' kept repeating in your mind. He had developed a special place in your heart and was scared that he wouldn't be here anymore.

When you heard footsteps you only prayed that it was Soundwave and not knockout breaking the news. It was thankfully Soundwave. When he first stepped into his quarters is when you felt a wave of relief over yourself.

He quickly noticed and gave you a little thumbs up on his visor as he walked closer to his monitor. You hugged his digit when he raised it to smooth you down. "Don't pull any shit like that again." You hissed as you were picked up and placed on his shoulder.

Cliffjumper➥

Cliffjumper was doing an emergency mission that was supposed to be small. But something in your gut told you that something was bad gonna happen. No matter how hard you tried to reassure yourself, it never went away.

It was taking a concerning amount of time for him to get back. When you heard the ground bridge whirr, you stood up from the couch to the railings that were close to the ground bridge so you could see cliff when he went through

Sure enough, he was completely fine. It was a glitch in the system and nothing was wrong. Cliffjumper looked at you and your worried state and walked over to you. "Hey, are you alright?" He asked. "I thought you got hurt or something..." You explained your worries

"Me? Being hurt? Never. Cliffjumper can never even be dented" He reassured you.

Airachind;

Rarely does Airachind goes out on her own missions but this time it was necessary. She didn't tell you what it was for but she just had to go. When she told you that she had to, your anxiety spiked and has stayed the same ever since she left. You two lived in a cabin ever since she cut ties with Megatron and his men

The fact that she had to do something just made you worry and send you down a spiral of thoughts. She couldn't be hurt right? What would you do if she just went missing? You started to think that someone led her into a trap

You heard keys jingle that you knew was Airachind. She opened the doors and was shortly hugged, basically tackled by you. She was In her holoform so she hugged you back.

She released you and had her hands on your shoulders. "Are you alright?" She asked with concern. "You scared me... I thought something happened" You expressed. "Oh, sweetheart... I wouldn't ever do that to you" she voiced as she hugged you.

[wizkiddx]

hiii!!! omg please please pleasee do a part two of 3 hearts broken cus it fucking slaps miss girl

part 2 to 3 broken hearts!!! ive been so 🥺 at all the lovely comments+interest pt 1 had so thanku all !

summary: serious serious angst again will tom somehow get it back (unlike looking cos boy is a fool)

warnings: again lots of swearing (im British sorry not sorry) / wayyyy too much tea / slating Dom abit (obvs fictional but idk if I like the guy sorry his opinions are :/) / commitment issues

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read part 1 here!!!!

That was three days ago now. Three days since you'd spoken to your boyfrien- well, Tom. It wasn't evident what the situation was.

The typical British weather brought with it the most ironic pathetic fallacy you could ever see. The clouds were dark and glooming, firing angry pellets of rain out as hard as they could. When you had pulled up on the roadside, it had just been a light drizzle but synchronised with your anxiety levels rising - so did the rain. When you finally opened up the car door, you threw your hoodie open with a sigh before running up the pathway to the front door.

It was the same burgundy red that you knew so well, but this time instead of just letting yourself in - you stood in the rain used the brass knocker thing twice. To be honest, you were hoping that no one was home - but in that house, it was pretty unlikely. After 30 seconds of getting drenched in the downpour, you were about to let yourself in with the spare key before the door swung open.

"Oh! Er Y/n?"

"Yeh um hi." You had to shout a bit over the sound of what must now be classified as a storm.

"Toms not-"

"I know. Can I come in?" As awkward and stunted as this conversation was, if you didn't get out of the rain asap you would literally end up drowned.

“Oh er yeh-yeh yeh come in.”

Harry stammered as he held the door open, gesturing for you to enter into the tiled hallway. Gratefully, you followed, throwing your sopping wet hood back down and wiping your feet on the floor.

"Sorry for just showing up, but I left some scripts here. My management are on my arse to read them and-"

"And you waited till Tom left for mum and dads?" The fluffy-haired boy has caught you red-handed; there was no defence, so you didn't even try.

Because yes, you knew on a Friday afternoon when Tom was home he would always, like clockwork, go to his parents just to kick back and watch gogglebox with both of them. It was only natural then that you chose Friday afternoon to come and pick up your stuff.

"I've been waiting in my car for half an hour till I saw him leave." Harry half laughed at that, still the two of you standing opposite each other in the hallway. "Um, do you… do you hate me Harry?"

Clearly, he hadn't quite been expecting your question going by the way his eyes almost bugged out his head.

"No, I-I, of course, I don't… look, I'm home alone so you fancy a cuppa?" Not being able to help the small chuckle, you nodded appreciatively, following Harry through the house.

"Your answer to everything is tea."

Harry had prepared the two mugs in silence as you sat at the table waiting patiently - if nervously too. You didn't miss how Harry had still used your favourite mug, having had to dig through the cupboard to find the weird square-shaped thing. Once done, he rounded the kitchen island and placed it in front of you, which you instantly cradled in two hands - for the hope of warming you up.

"You cold?" Obviously, it was pretty evident that sitting in your rain-soaked hoodie was not cosy at all. "Hang on a sec."

The boy sprung up again, returning moments later with a hoodie in hand, one he offered out to you with a little smile. The issue was that him and Tom shared clothes, so the hoodie he was kindly offering to you also had been worn by Tom before. Which made it hurt a little bit to wear. It was better than sitting soaked through though.

"How have you been then?"

"Not the best, to be honest, but uh… how about you?"

"Being with Tom while he's fighting with you? Oh, it's a barrel of laughs. You might've escaped it, but I haven't." He was trying to lighten the mood, and you appreciated it, offering him a half-smile that didn't really meet your eyes.

"Yeh sorry about that."

"Don't apologise; it doesn't sound like it's your fault Y/n."

That surprised you. Tom, especially when he was in moods like he was when you argued, wasn't one to admit when he was wrong. It was usually how the world was against him and how he was so hard done by. Accepting responsibility was something he hadn't said to you yet - but at least, small steps.

"He say that?"

"Pretty much… doesn't seem like he's angry at you, but-but he's still angry."

"At the world?" You rolled your eyes; this seemed to be the same old Tom through and through. Still immature. Still not with the right mindset.

"At himself." Harry countered, slightly entertained, when he saw the flash of surprise in your face as he sipped his drink. "And me… if I dare to so much as breathe this week."

This time you properly laughed, and Harry joined in too before the room fell back to silence - except the noise of the rain hitting the garden patio slats. You swirled the tea round in your mug, feeling the brunette's eyes on you. He'd always been your fake little brother too, since you'd met the Hollands way back 3 and a half years ago. Tom and yourself were barely adults, which meant the twins were still proper children. Harry had always been the one that understood you. Hollands, by nature, loved humans - loved to talk, to chat, to gossip. But sometimes, doing all that socialising got too much for you, as it did for Harry. He was the only one that seemed to understand social exhaustion. So when those moments had hit, you'd kept each other company in silence.

He got you, sometimes in ways your own boyfriend didn't.

"You know why he got so worked up, right?" You shook your head, looking up curiously. "Dad got under his skin on his birthday zoom thing."

Ah, now that did seem to coincide with the start of Tom's more petulant phase. To be fair, Tom had been asking to move in together for near enough a year now - but it was only in the past month it seemed to be the only thing you'd talk about and obviously only three days since the flight back. Dom's birthday barely a week ago, whilst you and Tom were both filming - except Tom had managed to get a day off where you hadn't. So you hadn't heard this conversation.

"What'd he say?"

"Was talking about how he and mum were settling down at Toms age, joked about how you rejected him, said maybe you were holding out for something better."

"Something better?" Harry sighed, leaning forward onto his elbows.

"He'd seen an article just off a trashy tabloid… it named you Hollywood's golden girl or something, said you could have the pick of any person on the planet…"

Of all the people in the world, why is Tom affected by shit journalism? He knows how much bullshit people write. He knows how it's all made up, exaggerated nonsense. And what he should know, completely and totally, is how much you love him. And if he didn't, was that your fault? Had you done something wrong, something to make him doubt you?

Harry seemed to notice the internal dialogue going on in your head, adding to the point. "It wasn't the article though, it was the fact dad said it."

Hmmm.

You and Dom got on; it wasn't like you hated the possible future father in law or whatever. Just…. you had very different outlooks. As much as Tom prided himself on how' grounded his family keeps him' -to you at least, they aren't entirely at sea level either. They'd never really had any particular struggles in life. They were the definition of middle class, and that's about it. They lived in a posh suburb of London, had all their family still around. It was the perfect family.

And whilst you were in no illusions about how privileged your life was now. It hadn't always been. You'd never had the 'nuclear' family. Instead, only your dad and a string of dodgy and fleeting stepmothers while struggling to make ends meet. So you were just always wary of Dom, of his opinions that so often his boys took for gospel. They always seemed pretty sheltered and close-minded.

And yet, Tom was a grown man.

"I get that, I just… Tom should know that we know more about our relationship than his dad. I mean,… have I done something wrong? Made him think I'm not in this for the long haul?"

"No nonono Y/n he's just… well he's an idiot, isn't he? I don't think he properly understands why you're cautious about moving and everything. He's just an idio- "

Harry was cut off for lightly insulting his brother by the sound of the front door opening, both of your heads swivelling towards the source. You then met Harry's eyes in a panic, to which he replied relatively simply.

"Just talk to each other. For my sake." You would've argued if it weren't for the fact you were so focused on Tom's shuffling around in the entrance hallway - back early from his parents.

"Baz? Where you at? I thought I saw Y/n's car and-"

"Kitchen!!!" Before Tom could say anything else, possibly landing himself in more trouble, Harry interrupted as his chair screeched while standing up. And then Tom was just there. Standing in the doorway, his arms dropping limply to his side as he noticed you. Everything about that moment seemed to freeze, when you locked eyes with him for the first time in three days. It didn't go unnoticed, the way his Adams apple bobbed, the way his eyes widen. The boy looked plain and simply terrified.

It was Harry who broke the silence, after giving you a stern look that said 'stay'. The younger Holland boy walked up to Tom and spoke.

"Try actually talking and actually listening about your problems with each other." And then he was gone, down the hallway and up the stairs.

For a few moments, Tom stayed absolutely stationary, now staring at where Harry had been when speaking to the both of you (but mainly Tom). Long enough to put your sense of unease at an all-time high, ready to make a break for it.

"If you don't want to talk, then I can leav-"

"NO!" Apparently snapping out of it, Tom exclaimed loud enough to make you flinch from your seat. "Sorry! I-I just… I wasn't expecting to… you know, to see you."

"Yeh I just uh- just came to pick up some scripts… Harry cornered me with a tea, though; otherwise, I'd be…."

"Baz thinks the whole world could be fixed with tea."

"that's what I said!" You instinctively responded, forgetting the fact you're supposed to be mad at him, and just for a second falling back into your normal flow.

Tom didn't even try to hide his grin in response, until you quickly corrected your face- then he did too. Turning around to put the kettle on for himself. Because right now, he needed to fix his whole world, and he needed all the help he could get. For a period, the only noise was the sound of the kettle boiling, then the teaspoon clinking against the mug as he stirred - until he padded over, taking the seat across from you.

"So."

"So."

"It's been a while," Tom stated the bloody obvious.

"You never called."

"Didn't think you'd want me to."

You thought that the early signs weren't all that auspicious. His ability to read a situation once again failing.

"I wanted you to say something."

"Say what?"

"What do you think Tom?" He replied to the sarcastic tone by sucking in a sharp breath, holding it for a second, before slowly exhaling. As if trying to compose himself, take time to think of a response - a mature move for him.

"Well, I think you want me to say sorry? For being so moody and not waiting for you and for upsetting those kids. And thanks too, for covering for me?"

You just hummed. Waiting for him to continue. Because yes, you did deserve all those things. But you also deserved more. An apology for, oh I don't know, saying he didn't think you loved him? It was a wait that never ended, he had nothing more to add.

"Going by your face, I take it I missed something?"

The bloody cheek of it.

"Theres nothing else? Nothing else at all? …" You gave him that chance, the opportunity but all he could respond with was a shake of his head. "You thought I was fine about you saying that I don't love you?" You hadn't intended on raising your voice, but really you hadn't realised you did till after the fact. To blinded by rage at his ignorance.

"You want to talk about this now?"

"When else Tom?" You sighed, realising he perhaps wasn't ready for this conversation. Maybe he needed more time to think things through, have sense talked into him by various wiser family members. Or maybe, he never would be. That was the worst-case scenario. But also… you're most likely prediction.

He shuffled in his seat, clearing his voice but not saying anything. Not a peep.

"I have spent three years of my life with you. I've had countless nights of too little sleep because that was the only time you could facetime. I've exposed my relationship to the world and people's opinions because you didn't want to hide. All I've done is love you. How could you even say that?" There might've been tears in your eyes, yet you were determined to keep them at bay. You needed to have this out, one way or another, to be clear and cohesive and logical. No time to cry.

"Y/n I know that, I…" He sighed, instinctively reaching for your hand, but you were quicker to pull it away. There was hurt in his eyes, but so there should be. "It just sometimes feels like that's it for you. That yeh you love me but you just want to standstill. That this is as much as it'll ever be."

Your emotions were suddenly uncontainable. Your voice croaked as you whispered, "Have I done something wrong?"

"No love, nonono if that's how you feel then that's okay. But it's something I'm not… shit this is hard." He took a pause to take a sip of his drink, your glazed eyes never leaving his. "I don't think I can stand still anymore. And yeh I was pissy and childish the other day because my dad got under my skin about the whole moving in thing… But these past few days, it just has got me thinking. Because I love you, so much."

This time when he reached out to grab your hand, you actually leaned into it yourself. Not because you were giving in, but because this hurt. This hurt so fucking much that you needed something to ground you, or else god knows. Because the way he was speaking, it sounded so finite.

"I love you too."

"I do know, which is…is why this is so hard." At the very least, Tom had conceded that.

The conversation ceased to silence yet again. The room felt so cold; even Tom/Harry's hoodie was doing nothing to keep you from the endless empty cold that seemed to be coming from within.

"When I re-registered my health card last month, and I made you my emergency contact on it. I-I made you my next of kin on everything actually. I didn't think about it twice. And-and this-"You pulled your phone out of your back pocket, immediately pulling up the app onto the open page. "This is my Pinterest board for our baby's nursery theme. I know-" You paused, to quickly wipe your cheeks clear of the tear tracks that may or may not have been there. "I know it's probably a long way away, but I just love the Scandinavian theme." You laughed at yourself, suddenly embarrassed at your blabbering and quickly pulled up a different app. "And this… this was from the other week when I was helping Y/bf/n start her vows." Hands trembling as you turned the phone around for Tom to see again. "She was finding it really tricky so she said, what would you say to Tom on your wedding, so-so I made this list." You only dared to look at him when you were sure he'd be reading through that note.

It was bizarre because he looked… well, he looked happy. Here you were feeling traumatised, showing things that you'd barely even deeped how committed they were - and he was pleased? Feeling the fire burn once again inside of your chest, you quickly swiped the phone away and back into your pocket. Only then did he look up, eyes widening - presumably at quite how psychotic you looked.

"So don't you dare say that I don't want a future with you."

You said it with such force, there was a pause. Tom letting those words sink deep into his brain. The way his expression flickered minutely gave you hope. You thought he got it. You thought he really understood now.

"But why don't you want to move in then?"

There it was again. He knew why. But he didn't get it. And, probably, he never would.

You were about to crash completely. So you ran. As fast as your legs could carry you, not even aware of your chair crashing to the floor in your wake. You ran out of that house and away from him. Away from who you had thought was the love of your life.

?give tom a final chance w one last part?

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[arcadejohn127-9]

Okay, so I'm really skinny. Underweight tbh. And I'm kinda insecure about that, because I'm literary bones and skin.

Could I request Brothers dealing with some lesser demons who were laughing at MC because how small, skinny and "easy to break" they are?

All body types are valid and wonderful; just like some people can't control how much weight they put on, others can't control how much weight they can't gain. It's not always simple with body types - just look after yourself regardless of your size. Eat your 3 main meals, have small snacks or mini meals every 2-3 hours that are more healthy or if you have healthy main meals let your mini meals/snacks be unhealthy

Though too much of anything can be unhealthy so is there really a different between the types?

Also please everyone drink plenty of water even if you have to give it some flavour for it be more enjoyable!

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"are you sure you're a human? You look more like a reaper to me."

Three demons surrounded you, leaning on the table as you tried to ignore them. Keeping your focus on the the worksheet Infront of you but a demon snatched your pencil.

"Hey, doesn't this remind you of Someone?" the demon laughed, pointing the pencil at you.

But they took it another step, they easily snapped the pencil in half with one hand. Throwing it back at you. You flinched away, covering your face but luckily it landed on the table.

They were all snickering. Prodding at your arms and sides. You squirmed away from them and slapped their hands.

"leave me alone..."

A different male demon grabbed your wrist, inspecting your slim wrist.

"hey don't grab them like that, you might break them! I mean look at them, they're bone!" The female demon mocked concern.

"Aw come on~ can't handle a few jokes? Humans really are weak."

Your wrist was thrown from his grasp; it smacked on the table and you hissed. Just before you could do anything the classroom door suddenly opened. The demons all whispered a fearful "oh shit" under their breath.

Lucifer:

"I see you're living up to the title 'lesser demon', how wonderful for you."

His condescending smile immediately drooped

His hands moved swiftly and a whip appeared in them, he glared at them

The three of them gulped, looking at each other

"How many lashing should I give them, perhaps everytime they insulted you? Every snicker or chuckle - how about everytime they breathed?"

he snapped the whip with a snarl

They looked at you for mercy and you considered letting Lucifer having his way

But you felt a sick feeling in your stomach knowing how vicious he could get

"i just want an apology and to be left alone..."

"You heard them, beg for forgiveness and if i find any of you were bothering them again I won't let them decide your fate."

The three demons immediately got on their knees, legs shaking as they apologized repeatedly for their actions

You knew it was fake but apart of you felt happy hearing their apology

"you can leave now."

On that cue they ran out making sure to dodge the quick whip from Lucifer

The last one Getting caught on the butt and practically jumped out of the room

"They're foolish, love, you are absolutely ravishing and I could never ask for a more wonderful partner, let's go get some ice cream - my treat to help your bad day."

Mammon:

"ya wanna repeat that? Don't be going all silent just because I'm here~ go on, keep insulting the human, see what happens."

He chuckled, hands in pockets

The demons weren't sure how to respond

To test what he'll do or play it safe

Mammon twiddled a playing card between his fingers, a smirk on his face as he stood behind you

One of the demons opened their mouth but he just flicked his wrist, the card sticking itself in the wall just missing the demon

"I ain't very forgiving, ya see so it's best you start apologizing now or things could get abit messy."

You was surprised by how fast they all dropped

Apologizing and begging for you to forgive them

"Please leave, you've apologized enough."

They all ran out thanking you for being so kind

"awww but (Y/N), you could of made them your posse!"

"I just wanted them to leave, I know they aren't actually sorry."

"hfmp, they better be or else I'll get 'em - did I look cool?! I was practising that trick for weeks!"

You chuckled, kissing his cheek

He grinned even wider as he grabbed your hand

"you were real cool, you were like a spy."

"does that make you my stunning partner in crime? Your looks lure in the suspects and I get them? You can't convince me otherwise - you're a real beaut."

Levithan:

"LMAO, your faces~! I can't wait for this to go viral, perhaps even Prince Diavolo will see this, wouldn't that be unfortunate."

He kept filming, pointing the camera at their faces

They looked even more Horrified

A powerful demon was already coming to get them but now the prince could get involved?

"should I post it, (Y/N)? You're in it after all."

"I just want them to leave me alone, I don't care."

Levithan hummed, displeased at the demons

"it's pretty rude you're just standing there and not apologizing, they're the one in charge if you get found out or not."

The demons gasped, staring at you and then back at Levithan

They immediately started apologizing, blaming their actions on just jealousy

You shook your head and they began to sweat

Fearing they're going to put on blast for their actions

Surprised by your defeated sigh

"just go....it's not worth it."

Levi was about to argue differently but the demon had already left

"Wha!!!! I felt like an anime protagonist! Did they say anything else to you?! I swear they can't tell what beauty is-"

"it's fine, they weren't wrong."

"HUUUH???!!!!!! don't listen to them, (Y/N), I think you look just fine the way you are and yo-you should see yourself as attractive too-! because you're awesome and Your loo-looks are even more cool!"

He hugged you, hiding his red face in your shoulder

Satan:

"You're brave to think you're in any position to even breathe in their direction, for all our dignities It would be best you apologize and leave."

They were ready to bolt right there and then

They looked at you and started to apologize but Satan clicked his teeth

"be sincere, we can be here for as long as we want until you feel genuine guilt for your actions."

He slammed his hand down on the table

The lesser demons cowered

You just sat there, frowning

You just wanted to be left alone and let your feelings out

The demons apologized again

Making sure to add sincerity in their voice but Satan kept making them repeat themselves

It got to the point you had to cut him off

"It's fine, they've apologized, let them leave."

He hummed, annoyed but nodded

The demons scrambled out of the room, fearing to even look at the two of you

"if you ever need me to go back at them I'll do just that, I couldn't believe they would say something like that to you."

"thanks for helping, just let them leave instead of using your energy."

"I'll try to but I'll make sure there is no next time, you don't deserve to be spoken to like that and you are far more charming than any of them, I for one, adore how you look."

Asmodeus:

"repeat that again~? I hope I didn't hear you three insulting my darling, it's so ugly to shame others for their body."

The demons tried to utter out a response but he just stared at them

Tilting his head as he smiled

He got closer to them, staring into their eyes

Soon enough they were charmed

"why don't you tell me why you thought it was okay to speak to (Y/N) like that."

They all began speaking; expressing their envy for your relationship with asmo and the other demons

One of them just telling him they saw you as fragile and unlikable

Asmo smiled wider before suddenly grabbing one their chins, a snarl on his face now

"do you feel sorry? Are you ashamed of yourself?"

They all said yes, apologizing to you

"thanks asmo, you can let them go now."

He happily did as you said, telling them to leave

He nuzzled into your body, hands wandering over it as he grinned

"They're just jealous demons who can't handle their own Insecurities, you're not like them, everything about you is good looking - inside and out! I couldn't ask for anything more~"

"Seriously...?"

"yes!!! I'm in love with you and your body is marvelous to look at, i can't get enough of you!"

Beezlebub:

"Apologize and leave or I'll make you my next meal."

Straight to the point

And it was effective

His size was already intimidating but his willingness to devour whatever he wanted was scarier

They apologized to you, Getting on their knees and telling you how gorgeous you were

You felt your mood get worse so you waved your hand

"don't bother, a sorry was enough, you can leave now."

They shot up but Beel bite the air Infront of them when they passed him

They shrieked and picked up their speed

"I can't stand people like that.... they're more clueless than mammon."

He sat with you

Clenching his jaw, you held his hand and leaned against him

"Don't listen to them, I think you look really nice, I like the way you look but I know the important thing is that you like the way you look, I don't mind how you look because you'll still always be you."

Belphegor:

"Hey gorgeous, are these idioits bothering you? What a shame, I was hoping lesser demons knew how to keep in their place."

He wrapped an arm around you

Glaring at the lesser demons, they grew more nervous under his hateful eye

They muttered to themselves for not realising he was there but belphie mocked them, asking them to speak up

"what's with the change of energy? You were confident about your opinions before, what changed?"

They couldn't answer without looking weak

Belphegor only grinned at them

He kissed your cheek

"that's what I thought, scram!"

They ran off, not daring to look at you

They couldn't even hiss or glare, knowing the demon behind you would have their throat for it

They were lucky to not get hurt when he found them

"thanks, sorry, did you come here to sleep?"

"I was looking for you, keep me close, okay? Don't listen to those demons - they wouldn't be able to tell what's good or not even if their lives depended on it, you're perfect the way you are."

[arvinsescape]

I have a request: Tom making a new movie, but no one knows he is making the movie (other than the reader and hus family). So when a behind the scenes pic got leaked, and it was a pic of him and his co-star kissing, people thought that he either was cheating or that they broke up. He couldn't tell them that it was for a movie, cuz of his contract, but he also didn't want any drama happening.

A/N: Hi! Sorry it took me a while to get back to you! I really liked this request because i feel like it explored the idea of reader being as supportive as they possibly can through a chaotic time!! Thank you so much for the request.

Warnings: Couple of swear words.

Tom was incredibly stressed out, he’d been cast in a new movie that was coming out and no one knew about it, it was being kept completely secret and only his close friends and family knew about it. The problem wasn’t keeping it quiet, Tom was contractually obliged to keep it quiet and he was doing well. However, someone had managed to catch a picture of him kissing his co-star, all completely innocent and part of filming.

He’d gotten up to see his social media having gone insane. Of course the internet now believed that he had been caught cheating on you or that you’d broken up. He was stressed because he couldn’t address it and it made his heart sink as he thought about all the hate you were going to get off the back of this. You were still asleep at this moment in time and he’d decided he was going to ring his agent as he made his way downstairs.

“Hey, any chance we can address this?” He got straight to the point.

“Tom.” She sighed. “I don’t know, your contract explicitly states that you can’t talk about this.”

“But the entire world now thinks I’ve either cheated on Y/N or broken up with her. What about her? My work should not affect her like this, it’s not fair.” He gritted out as he sighed and boiled the kettle.

“Look, I’ll call the director, hang tight and I’ll get back to you.” She said.

“Thanks, talk to you in abit.” He said as he put the phone down as you entered the kitchen, looking at him with furrowed brows as you took in his stressed demeaner.

“You okay?” You asked through a yawn as you stretched. You looked so content and Tom felt awful that he was about to ruin your morning.

“Have you been online today?” He asked carefully.

“No, I need caffeine before I deal with how much my phone is buzzing, why?” You said as you cuddled his side. “So warm.” You mumbled against the skin of his bicep and he moved his arms so he was holding you properly.

“There’s some pictures from yesterdays take.” He said and you hummed in response as you nuzzled your face into his chest, seeking his warmth, he really is like a human radiator. He sighed before he continued.

“So there’s the pictures of me kissing her and I can’t address it, so now the whole world thinks we’ve either split up or I’ve cheated on you.” He said as he kissed your head and squeezed you closer to him. He expected you to rip yourself from his grip but you didn’t.

“Okay, so what do we do?” You asked calmly.

“Wait, you’re not mad?” He asked as he pulled you back to look at him and you shrugged.

“I mean, it’s not a great feeling but this was always a possibility.” You said.

“I just don’t know what to do, I’m contractually obliged not to say anything about this film but I feel like I need to say something to defend you, you know.” He mumbled.

“I appreciate that Tom, really I do.” You sighed. “But this is your career, I suppose we just ride it out until the film comes out.”

“What? That’s ages away. I’m not having that, I am not having the world believe I’m a cheat and I’m not having them believe we broke up. I’m just gonna address it, fuck them.” He said as he picked his phone up and you instantly grabbed it off him.

“Tom, think about this. You’re excited for this, don’t go losing the role over this.” You said as you gave him a sad smile and he felt his anger bubble.

“Over what? A role? Y/N, I can get different roles, ones that don’t mean you get caught in the crossfire anymore than you already do.” He snapped and you sighed.

“Just, for once Tom, please don’t think about me. Think about you and how important this is. We can just lay low for a while and then when the film comes out you can explain then. But this isn’t just about me or you, this is about all the other people in the film.” You reasoned.

“It’s not worth it.” He sighed as he felt tears brim is eyes. “I’m waiting for my agent to call me back.” He said and you smiled.

“Okay, then see what she says.” You comforted and as if on que she called him back. You made your way out of the room so he could talk to her and went to get dressed.

“What did he say?” Tom asked straight away and she sighed.

“You’re not gonna like it but he wants you to say nothing, you have to stick to the contract.” She said and Tom felt his tears fall at that.

“So I just need to expect her to be okay with it?” Tom said. “I mean she’s okay now but what about in a month when things get bad online?” He said as he ran a hand through his hair.

“I don’t know Tom, I’m sorry but your only real option would be to pull out of production and even then you can’t address what people saw.” She sighed.

“Fuck.” He sighed. “Look, I’m gonna go, thank you for trying.”

“No problem. Tom, she’s supportive you know. She’ll stand by you with this.” She said as they both put the phone down.

You reappeared ten minutes later and found Tom crying on the couch, you immediately sat next to him as you pulled him into your chest.

“I can’t do anything.” He admitted in defeat.

“Tom, it’s okay. It’s only for a short time, I know the announcement is in four months and that seems like a long time but it’s okay, we can get through it.” You comforted him as you ran your hands through his hair and he sighed.

“That’s not the point though. It’s so fucking unfair.” He sobbed and your heart shattered at his turmoil.

“Look,” you sighed. “I’ll lay low, stay out of sight and not address it, I’ll stay off social media. Then in a few months we can address it then.” You said and he sniffled as he looked at you.

“So you’re saying that we don’t go out together for four months and let people think what they want?” He asked and you smiled sadly.

“Baby, I’ll always support you and this is part of it. You might not like it but people will know the truth eventually. It’s okay, I’m gonna support you and if that means we have to make a hard choice, so be it. Look, we know the truth and our families know the truth, that’s all that truly matters, yeah?” You said and he sniffled as he huffed.

“I still don’t like it but okay. Thank you baby, thank you for being as supportive you always are, I love you.” He said as he pulled you into a sweet kiss.

[emily-thefanficwritter]

tom riddle x reader

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"bubs wake up!" I shouted at tom asking him to wake up"Go away! Your so fucking annoying and stop calling me by that name!" He groanedTom had alwayse been harsh but i know he has a kind heart in there...well maybe 1%. Sometimes he just can't control his words and barely even says sorry.I still wonder why he asks me to be his girlfriend at some point."Come on tom! You promised to go to hogsmade with me today." I said slightly poutingIt was a free day today."Ttttooooommmmm-" he cuts me off"Shut the fuck up y/n! Your so fucking annoying i swear! Go away." I was so taken back by his wordsYes he was mean but he was never this mean to hurt my feelings like that. A tear left my eye rolling down my pink cheek."Am i that annoying?" I asked him my arms crossed."Yes. You are fucking annoying. Now leave me alone"Why is he like this...has he move on?"Okay fine,if i'm that annoying. I call for a fucking break up cause your a fucking jerk! I don't even fucking now why you fucking asked me to be you girlfriend! I spent this 2 years just to love you my fullest and this is what you do to me? Tch fuck you tom FUCK YOU!" I slamed the boys dormitary door and made my way to hogsmade since i'm all ready not caring of what tom is saying next[Toms pov]"Okay fine,if i'm that annoying. I call for a fucking break up cause your a fucking jerk! I don't even fucking now why you fucking asked me to be you girlfriend! I spent this 2 years just to love you my fullest and this is what you do to me? Tch fuck you tom FUCK YOU!""Y/n,wait!I didn't mean i-"Did she just...curse at me.She never does that,like never!Oh no...oh no! She really must be mad!Shit shit shit.I got up and put on a hoodie and a sweater in a rush to catch up with y/n.It was just a little chilly outside.I grabbed a few galleons and put it in my pocket then slamming the door,i walked out,making my way to hogsmade. ... (3rd person pov)Tom was constantly sweating in fear thinking wether y/n really meant that breakup or she just said that because she was mad. Eitherways it was still bad. Making y/n mad is the worse thing you would want to do now,if she gets mad she will stay mad at you. She rarely got mad or like any sort of negative emotions and thought,she had never cursed on tom before. It was his first time feeling a sharp pain in his heard as every second goes by it rips and cutts it more.He was now at the point of running to hogsmade when he saw y/n was with another guy. His blood was boiling,but soon enough,he saw that y/n was kind of uncomfy and trying to get away from that guy but he just kept pulling her wrapping his arm around her waist.[Y/ns pov]I went in hogsmade and this guy instantly pulled me by the waist in to a group of boys. I just smiled,they looked stronger and way bigger then me so i tried to escaoe but i was just being pulled closer for every attempts. Soon then,i heard stomping foot came my directions."OI! let her go you fat arse Tim!" Tom was standing there. His chest out and looking as if he was going to punch them.Well i think he will.He was slowly moving closer and closer."and...what would you do if i don't huh riddle?"The guy who i now know the name is Tim now is smirking as he said the sentece."does this guy want to die or something?"I thought to myself.Tom pulled me behind him and is now faced to faced with tim."Tom,i-it's fine-" he cutts me off"It might be fine to you...but it's not to me!"Tom gave tim a punch in the nose making tim bleed.It soon turned out into a fight scene.I was pulling Tom back while the others are trying to pull the bloody nose guy back from breaking into a fight again."Enough Tom!" I shouted as i pulled him outside and walked back to the castle.The walk from hogsmade to the castle was very quiet.I did not even speak to him nor did he.It was like...we were strangers..[At hogwarts,slytherin common room][y/n's pov]I asked him to sit down on the couch while i went to go take some healing medicine from the girls dormitary."What's up with the healings y/n?" Bellatrix asked poofing infront of my face."Dang it bella! I could have fucking drop this!" I barked making my way out of the door."Woah...that's the first one.What wrong,did Tom do anything cause i wouldn't mind killing him" she cheerfully said while smilling."He just got into a fight,no biggy i guess.I'm going to heal him up,see you later i guess." I walked down the stairs to the commom room and to find tom having his face down to his knees and his hand hitting his head.I put the medicine on the table and rushed over to stop him."Hey hey! Don't hit yourself you dimwit!" He put his hands to his side and i could hear whimperes from his."I-is he,crying?!?"i thought to myselfI had never in my life seen him cry before.Not even at someones funeral.The whimperes turned into hiccups and sobbings.I tried lifting his face up but he kept putting it down.It hurts seeing him this way,it hurts seeing him sad,this sad."Tom...look up please..."i begged.He looked up at me with puffy red eyes me bruises along his cheeks and jaw. I put my arms around his shoulder,rubbing his back up and down trying to calm him down. He proceeds to put him arms on my waist and took deep breaths and letting them out."Please don't cry.." I cried out to him "I don't want you to leave me y/n..I'm sorry for this morning and I love you very much. Please just don't leave me..." my heart broke to hear the those words coming out of his mouth.I pulled out from the hug and slowly brought our lips together. It turned to be a passionate loving kiss that we haven't had for a while."I'm sorry for this morning to,I didn't mean to say those words.I...I just got a little mad and-" the soft lips attached to mine again"It's okay,it wasn't your fault. Y-you didn't mean the b-break up didn't you..." I looked at him giggling abit"Sooo your saying the kids was nothing? Ok then I'll be going now." I stood up and tried walking back but was pulled by strong arms and was connected with the soft lips again."Don't leave me y/n,promise?" He prayed to me."I promise bubs,now let's clean those cuts and heal the bruises." I reached over for the medicine and aplyed it on him gently. HEYY YALLSS! Im so sorry for not posting for so long😭😭 School sucks please! Anywayse I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I will still be updating my other books and this book to but it will be updated slowly so y'all's have to wait. Anyway I have school tomorrow😢good night!!

[ambientstars]

Kindly requesting the prompt - “Why are you crying?” “*drunk*‘Cause I foun’ out you’re engaged!” “Yeah! To you!” . For the lovely 13th 💙💙

I got abit carried away with this one, but it was fun to write so 🤷🏻‍♀️ Thank you for the request!

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 “SURPRISE!”

You almost jumped out of your skin, bracing yourself on the doors behind you in shock, your heart pounding against your chest. After the momentary panic washed over you, you visibly relaxed and smiled at your friends, all of them in party hats and various other paper accessories made for a birthday party.

“Happy birthday, my love.” The Doctor whispered as she approached you, and kissed you with such a passion, your knees almost gave out.

You moved a strand of hair from her face and searched her eyes, falling so deep into them you could’ve drowned. “Thank you.”

You said your thank yous to everyone on board and groaned playfully as Ryan slipped a party hat onto your head, the elastic ever so slightly cutting into the skin under your chin.

The Doctor pressed a random button on one of the controls of the console and music began playing from seemingly every corner of the room, and just for a second, you could’ve sworn you heard the TARDIS humming along to the tune of it.

“Drink up, everybody!” Graham shouted loud enough so that everyone could hear him, passing around cups of unknown liquid that he had made himself in the kitchen. “May not look like much, but this stuff is the dog’s bo-“

“Cheers everyone!” Yaz quickly called.

Everyone raised their cups for a second and then took a celebratory sip at the same time, looks of surprise on their faces as the drink turned out to be not as bad as it looked.

Within a moment you were pulled into a hug, being swayed from side to side in a slow dance that didn’t fit right against the fast beat of the song playing.

Nevertheless, you continued dancing just like that, your arms around the Doctor’s waist and your head resting comfortably on her shoulder. She held you close with her own arms around you, embracing you, her chin on top of your head. You fit together perfectly, like a jigsaw puzzle slipping effortlessly into place, like you had been made just of each other.

“I can’t wait to marry you,” the Doctor mumbled, playing with the hem of your tshirt, still swaying you both like dandelions in a gentle breeze. “To call you mine, completely. We’ll travel the universe together, hand in hand, forever.”

You placed a soft kiss to the side of her neck, an uncontrollable smile breaking out onto your face. “I like the sound of that.”

The music changed and you were torn from your timelord, Yaz pulling you into an open space of the room and demanding you dance with her. You shot the Doctor an apologetic look and agreed to dance with Yaz for a while, allowing all the stresses of dangerous trips to other planets to be released into the air through the movement of your body.

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Hours went by without anyone really noticing, all of you enjoying yourself too much to even think about looking at a clock.

By now everyone was feeling the effects of the alcohol, the drink Graham had made was strong, but no one was as drunk as the Doctor. Whether she had had more to drink than you or it was just effecting her differently, you weren’t sure, but what you were sure about was that she was wasted.

You watched as she danced, well tried to, and laughed fondly at her moves. It was a well known fact between the TARDIS fam that the Doctor couldn’t dance very well, coordination not being her strong suit, but you had all agreed to encourage her anyway, even if it was ridiculous.

“Your fiancée is one hell of a bad dancer,” Yaz laughed beside you, handing you a new drink. “I can’t wait to see her at the wedding, dad dancing!”

A roar of laughter erupted from your chest, your eyes squeezed shut. You hadn’t thought about it before, but Yaz was right. The Doctor really would be dad dancing in front of everyone real soon.

From only a few feet ahead of you, the Doctor stopped dancing and looked at you, tears in her eyes. She dropped her head and walked, well stumbled, to another part of the TARDIS.

Upon noticing, you shoved your cup into Yaz’s hand and ran after her, taking lefts and rights, and feeling like you were going around in circles.

“You’re doing this on purpose,” you groaned, speaking to the TARDIS, knowing she was protecting the Doctor. “I didn’t mean to hurt her feelings. Please just let me find her so I can make it right!”

After a moment of consistent humming, the TARDIS lit up a new corridor. You breathed out a thank you! and ran in that direction, hoping that you weren’t being tricked into a new and equally as complicated part of the maze.

Your ears picked up at the sound of quiet sobbing, your feet coming to a halt and stopping just outside of the door to the library. Inside the Doctor sat on an armchair by the fireplace, the orange flames reflecting off the tear tracks down her face.

You rushed over and knelt at her feet, your hands grabbing hers on instinct. “Doctor, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to laugh at you, I swear!”

She lifted her head to look at you, her face all pink and blotchy, but still painfully beautiful. “She said…”

“I know and I’m sorry, I really-“

“Fiancée.” The Doctor continued like you weren’t speaking at all.

“What?”

She fiddled with the engagement ring on your finger, the precious stone shining in the light of the fire. “She said fiancée.”

You sat back on your heels, confused. “Wait. Hang on. Why are you crying?”

She shot you an incredulous look, brows furrowed. She hiccuped slightly. “‘Cause I found out you’re engaged!”

Was this what she was really crying about? This whole time you thought it was because you were laughing at her dance moves, when in reality she had become so drunk, she forgot that you were getting married to her.

“Yeah! To you!” You held her face carefully, wiping away her tears with your thumbs. “I’m engaged to you, you silly woman!”

She just stared for a moment, the cogs turning in her head and you knew that in that moment, she was over thinking everything she could possibly over think about.

“Why?”

You huffed out an airy laugh, your body relaxing in confidence. “Because I love you, Doctor. Because even after spending days exploring and discovering new places, and stopping world wars every other day, none of that beats coming home to lay on the couch with you in our pyjamas. Because after countless years of being by your side, I know that I never want to leave it.”

The Doctor sniffled and pulled you into an awkward hug, both of her arms embracing your head against her stomach. “I thought you were engaged to someone else and my heart broke into a million pieces. Luckily I still have the other one so I’m alive, but still!”

Her rambling brought you comfort, knowing she was back to her happy and nonsensical self.

“Oh, I nearly forgot!” The Doctor sprung up from her seat, knocking you backwards in the process. “I have something for you.”

You clambered up to stand and watched as the Doctor pulled out a small box from the pocket of her coat.

“I know it’s not much, but…” she handed the box over to you with a nervous smile. “Happy birthday.”

You accepted it whilst muttering you didn’t have to get me anything and carefully pulled at the ribbon, allowing it to unfold and fall to the floor. Opening the box, your heart skipped a beat and your mouth fell open in shock. “Doctor, it’s beautiful!”

Inside lay a necklace made with the shiniest silver you had ever seen, a small piece of sea glass, in the same shade of blue as the Doctor’s coat, sitting in the centre of the pendant, it’s clarity breathtaking.

The Doctor took it from the box in your hand and slipped it around your neck, brushing your hair to one side so it didn’t get caught. “Do you remember the first trip we took together? To the beach in the year 6 million?”

You shuddered, the cold metal on your skin creating goosebumps. “I could never forget.”

The Doctor placed a simple kiss on the back of your neck as she closed the clasp of the necklace and slowly spun you around to admire it. “This sea glass… it’s from that day, on that beach.”

Your hand shot up towards it, to feel it on your fingers, your heart bursting with love. “You kept it all this time? Why?”

“Because from that first day I knew I’d grow to fall in love with you, and I did. I took the glass as a reminder of our first trip, but now it has a different purpose. To stay by your heart, so you know that I’ll love you always.”

Now it was your turn to cry and the Doctor’s turn to laugh. You fell into her, holding her close and silently wishing you never had to let go, tears racing down your face.

“I love you and I can’t wait to be with you forever.”

Your eyes closed as the Doctor stroked your hair, peppering kisses everywhere she could reach. You knew that in the morning you’d both have pounding headaches and you’d feel like dirt, so you treasured this moment even more, in the hopes that it might help.

“Forever isn’t long enough.”

[donggyul]

Ex-Boyfriend

Member : 이한결 Lee Hangyul

Genre : Smut

Note : I actually read a similar story and it kinda ended like an angst but I decided to turn it into smut. So I'm so so sorry if you think that I stole your storyline. Its just such a good story and I'm kinda disappointed that it turned into angst so I had to write it out 😅😅

Warning : Dirty and swear words. The words I use in my smut stories are a little extreme so I hope you don't mind. ^^

You stood at the doorstep of the place where the party will be held. It was hosted by your ex-boyfriend and your friends convinced you to come.

You went in hoping to not see your ex-boyfriend because you're scared of the heartbreak all over again.

"Hey! I've been waiting for so long..." Yohan said.

"Ohhh... Sorry... I had a few works to finish up before coming here." you explained.

"Come on... I'm starving..." he said pulling you to the food section.

"But... You've never told me... Why did the both of you break up?" Yohan suddenly asked.

"Maybe cause we're not meant to be together..." you simply replied.

"Hey!" someone called out to the both of you and you recognized that voice.

"I'll go to the toilet... Bye..." Yohan said leaving you alone.

You had no choice but to turn around and face him.

"Gyul! No... Hangyul!" you said in the fakest smile you can ever plaster on your face.

"You're not gonna even call me by my nickname now?" he ask but you kept quiet.

"Please... Can we talk?" he said going closer to you.

"No there's nothing to talk about..." you said taking a step back.

"Please... Let me explain... Give me a chance..." he said pleadingly.

"There's nothing to explain and no I'm not giving you a chance..." you said abit too loud making some of them stare at the both of you.

"Fine... But not here..." you said embarrassed from everyone staring.

You went to the parking lot where no one would see and he followed behind you.

"Talk..." you said sternly.

"I'm sorry..." he started.

"Sorry is not gonna cut it..." you said.

"I know it won't be enough... I'm sorry for leaving you then... I shouldn't have listened to what others said... I'm really sorry..." he said and you kept quiet.

"Will you give me a chance?" he continued but you kept quiet.

"Please.. I'll do anything to make it up to you..." he said.

"As long as you'll be back in my life..." he said pleadingly.

"There's nothing you can do right now... I can't even go anywhere or do anything for a whole month because of you..." you said.

"Please... Give me a chance... I'll do anything to make it up to you....." he said with watery eyes.

"I'm sorry but there's nothing you can do..." you said walking away, tears falling non stop.

You didn't know what came over you but you turned around and ran back to him. Kissing him like you've never would and never did before. He was shocked but quickly kissed you back. You were hugging his neck and he was hugging your waist, tears falling like an endless waterfall. You let go of the kiss out of breath, wiping each others tears.

"Will you really do anything for me?" you ask.

"Anything..." he said.

You kissed him again, this time soft and slow, but he stopped you halfway.

"Let's take this somewhere else..." he smirked.

He took you to his house (your shared house before you broke up).

"Why are we here? Our friends are waiting for us at the party." you ask.

"Dont worry... I told them we're leaving early..." he said.

"Why?" you ask.

"To finish what you started..." he said.

"I started? But I didn't..." you said but he cut you off by kissing you.

"Gyul?" you tried to say between this kiss but he shushed you.

"Shh... I missed you so much babe..." he whispered.

He pulled you into the room and pushed you to the wall kissing you roughly. Your hands were holding his waist but he put them on his neck and brought you closer to him. His hands holding your waist but slowly made its way to unclip your bra, still kissing you.

He let go of the kiss to take of his shirt and yours. Your hands covered your breast area, ashamed cause you haven't done it in so long.

"Don't worry babe..." he said and put your hands around his neck.

He continued kissing you, his left hand massaging your breast. His right hand slowly went to your shorts and pulled them down, leaving you with only your panties on. You felt so ashamed so you pulled his pants down too.

"So impatient..." he whispered in your ear making you shiver.

He kiss along your neck, slowly reached your breast area, biting your nipples making you moan. He went up and kissed you again. His finger touching your clothed clit.

"So wet for me..." he said.

"Gyul..." you said.

"Be patient baby... I'm getting there..." he said.

He teared off your panties and slowly made circular motions around your clit. He inserted his finger in and it made you moan a little too loud. He smirked at your reaction. He started thrusting his finger in and out of your clit, slightly reaching your weak point.

He took his finger out and spread your legs wide, going down to lick your clit. He entered his tongue and started to wreck your insides. You started to close your legs abit because of it but he hold your leg open. (you guys are in a standing position btw)

His tongue explored your insides, at the same time wrecking it. It was only his tongue but you are already a mess. You gripped his hair and pushed him deeper into you. It felt so good everytime he face fucked you and you've missed it so much. You missed the way he touched you and the way only his tongue is enough to wreck you.

He inserted 2 of his fingers and start thrusting while licking and eating you out. It was too much to handle but the pleasure felt so good. He thrusted faster and faster and finally you cummed all over his face. He still didn't stop eating you out. He continued until you cummed for the second time and licked it all off.

"You really have to make me cum twice everytime huh..." you said when he finally stop.

"Can't help it... I haven't taste it in so long..." he said smiling like a child.

He can be a cool and sexy man in one second and a cutie the next second.

"Want me to help you?" you ask pointing at his buldge.

"Yes please..." he said pouting.

You kneeled down and pulled his boxers off exposing his huge dick. You start by touching his dick, teasing him all the way.

"Babe... Please... I didn't tease you either right?" he said whining.

You lick the tip of his dick first and and slowly suck his dick. Your hands travel up his thighs and slowly massaging his balls making him moan. He ran his fingers through your hair, slightly gripping it whenever you do something with your teeth. You kept sucking and bobbing your head up and down, until he reached his high. He held your hair and pulled it up and down making you gag and he cummed. You took all of it in.

He laid you down on the bed and slowly inserted himself in. After you got comfortable, he thrusted in and out slowly.

"Gyul... Faster please..." you said.

He started thrusting faster and faster, wrecking you like no tomorrow. The whole bed was creaking because he was fucking you so hard.

"Gyul... I need to cum..." you said practically screaming.

"Let's do it together..." he said.

He thrusted faster and faster and the both of you finally cummed. His cummed filing you. He layed down next to you. The both of you breathing heavily.

"You okay?" he turned to you putting his hand under your head.

"I missed you..." you said turning to him.

"Me too..." he said and kissed your forehead.

He cleaned up and dressed you in one of his hoodie.

"Finally I get to wear one of your hoodies" you said smelling it. It always smelt like Hangyul and you would secretly steal it whenever you miss him.

"Yahhh.... Did you miss me or my hoodie" he said hugging your little body close to his.

"Uhmmm both!" you said and snuggle under him.

"Don't think I don't know you always steal my hoodies whenever I'm not around huh..."he said.

"That's because I miss you! How did you know?" you ask.

"Yohanie told me..." he said.

"That blabbermouth... I told him not to tell anyone..." you said.

"Let's sleep... I'm sleepy..." he said.

"But it's only 7pm..." you said.

"Let's just sleep..." he whined.

"Fine fine sleepyhead...." you said and the both of you eventually fell asleep even though its only 7pm.

[cryptidprimalslayer]

eh i just wanted to write abit about Ney’s Coerthas doings. 

Being a floater is fucking great. i do what i want and go where i please. only obligation is to myself. i usually stay in Dravania cause it’s better then the snow sometimes. but i still need the frigid touch to soothe the fire in me. i set out for tailfeather to get some cloth i need for cleaning my rapier, i had to take it off my arm so i’m one armed. i’ll just have to use my claymore for if I’m attacked. i get to the settlement and find out there’s no cloth i use only this really coarse kind that will surely scratch up my blade, and it’s super expensive as well. i look made of gil to you? fine i guess i’ll have to cross into Coerthas after all, i aint dealing with the Gnath. Let’s hope there’s no overzealous Temple Knight looking to take down a heretic. Honestly can i not help a dragon without being marked for death? this is complete bullshit. They are like family to me, and you always protect family. i had to come all the way to Falcon’s Nest to see if i could get some damn cloth. i was only waylaid by a few Knights but a horde of Her heretics, that woman needs to stop honestly. i don’t give two shits about that damn city i only care about living in this tundra. i was going about my business with a merchant when i was approached and talked to by a Knight. well this can’t be good.

it wasn’t good. i’m actually surprised you didn’t kill me where i stood. i’m being extradited to Ishgard for some trial shit. i managed to shake my captors in central Coerthas then went off to Providence Point to think of how to get back to Dravania. i took a seat on the cliff overlooking that city and leaned against one of the weird rock formations. i’ll need to lay low for awhile, possibly indefinitely, while they are sure to sniff around the Western lands. idly throwing rocks while strategizing i came across an unusual stick with leaves on it. it looks really unassuming and i almost chucked it like the rest of the rocks. Something gave me pause though, i swear i’ve seen this design somewhere before. but where? i pocketed it and reached over my shoulder for the hilt when i heard footsteps approaching. of course someone can see me around these rocks, my ears are like a mile high. when the footsteps got closer i realized the sounded light, this isn’t an adult behind me. a stretch of silence later i emerged from behind the rocks to see an Elezen child staring back up at me. she looked super young and also a bit frightened so i knelt to get eye to eye. “Hey little girl what are you doing up here.” no response, she must be shy. An idea struck me so i pulled out the odd stick. She recognized it and looked relieved to see it. “I take it this is yours then? May i ask what it is?” i hand it over and again got no response. “Where are your parents?” why do i keep asking questions when i know she won’t answer them? i kept fruitlessly asking her things until two sets of footsteps approached. Instinctively shoving the girl behind me i raised to my feet and waited for them to arrive. it was two men, an Au Ra and a Hyur, and by the looks of it are both Dark Knights. Does Ishgard employ this trade? They were both looking down at the girl by my legs so i glanced at her as well. “Do you know these men?”

“Yes so give her back.” i shot a glare at them since i didn’t see who spoke and pushed the child further behind me. 

“I don’t remember asking you a goddamn thing!” they didn’t appreciate me holding the child from them but until i am convinced she is safe with them, she aint going nowhere. the girl tugged on my pants so i looked down and she nodded at me that she did know these two. “Are you absolutely positive?” they didnt like coach her into staying with them? is she safe? She again nods so i pushed her forward and watched her run for the Auri. even though i was abrasive towards them the Hyur still thanked me for holding her so i bowed in response. i didn’t see any reason to try to make further conversation so i returned to sitting on the cliff and planning. i think i heard them leave but i didn’t check cause my involvement was done. 

wasn’t the last time i’d be seeing them though. i bumped into them several more times evading the Knights after my heretic ass. the child even saved me a time or two with that odd stick. so it’s a conjury weapon, gotcha. i can do a bit of healing as a red mage but it’s not as potent as white magic. after that i didn’t see them for awhile so i prayed Oschon would keep them safe on their travels. i still needed to get back to Dravania to lie low. 

i couldn’t run forever i knew that but i didnt dream theyd be specifically looking for heretics tryna cross into the Shroud. it’s out of your jurisdiction isn’t this up to the Shroud officials for if you can clap me in irons? this time the extradition was thorough and i was hauled to Ishgard.  what kind of trial am i to be put on? just because i saved a dragon and killed some of your men that were deaf to reason doesn’t mean i’m plotting your downfall. and i told them that. my shouting attracted a few ears and some looks, then i heard someone call out and antagonize the Knights holding me. i recognize that voice. that’s the Dark Knight with that little girl. why are you fighting them when it’s pretty obvious they throw death sentences to anyone who so much as breathes wrong. this is tyranny. Straight tyranny. they carted us off to some building and it appeared like this might be an actual court session. now why would you do this when i already said the aforementioned deaf to reason? i’m sorry what...... you said a trial by combat? sounds barbaric to me. we were called heretics so nothing new, then when told to step forward and claim our right to this combat i learned the man’s name was Fray. interesting name but i cant judge when mine sounds weird as well. whoa hey hang on now we weren’t accused by no men in white why are they stepping up to fight us? i looked over at this Fray but helmets suck for reading emotions. why did i expect them to play fairly? Where’s the Knights that hauled me here? lemme fight them. he drew his giant sword and stood ready so i sighed inwardly and got myself into stance as well. after this i never wanna see this fucking city again. 

i haven’t felt that close to death since childhood. it was very uncomfortable. they sent us out and i didn’t need a formal invitation to hightail it the fuck out. i cleared the so called Gates of Judgement, friendly name, and only then did i have to take a knee. gods above my body is heavy as shit suddenly. i held my side and my hand came away bloody. oh well that explains a few things. 

Fray

i was making my way back to our little camp when i came across that Viera, Ney, using his claymore as a walking stick trailing blood. quickly catching up to the hobbling man i sat him down to patch that up. “Now what in Fury’s name made you think to just keep walking instead of healing yourself? do you want a pack of wolves on you?” he grumbled at me to shut up and watched me tend to him. “Guess i owe you another one. i would’ve died if not for you at my back. where you headed? least i could do is make sure you get back home without these wounds reopening.” 

“Dravania.” You live in the dragon’s land? no wonder they think he’s a heretic. “I live wherever i wanna live for your information.” he’s a rather snappy man. there’s no doubt in my mind this impale wound was meant for me. even the angle it was spells fatal but somehow he’s still alive. escorting this man home truly is the least i can do. I should be dead. i don’t know why that’s weighing so heavily. “I’m feeling it too Fray....... a dance with death isn’t to be brushed off so easily.” He stood and puts his sword away. “and you don’t owe me shit. i took this wound so you could see that little girl grow up. no one should have to raise themselves.” Speaking from experience are we? it was silent as we made our way across the highlands and into Dravania. i dropped him at a place called Tailfeather with him insisting he could make the rest of the way, so i turned and went on my way. What a character, i wish him well. 

[monochromemedic]

Life of a Diamond City Scav

“So... who the are you?” The Diamond City guard hissed, nudging his baton against the young man’s face. “And why the hell should we let you go?” The young man grumbled, blood dribbling down his chin as he strained against the ropes holding him against the chair. “Well... when I was kid I was-” The hard thunk of a baton against his jaw earned a splatter of blood and spittle against the jail floor. “Don’t. Get. Smart. The important shit.” He grimaced, blood now covering his teeth as he spat a blob of it on the floor. “Ok... ok. Christ... I’m Fallon, local scav. uh... I go around the ruins in the city and pick up shit, and I bring it back here to sell for caps so I can lose it all over again. I live in the back, where the mattresses are just on the ground.  Don’t got a home, don’t got a family, and I don’t have anything to aim for. Happy?” One of the guards glanced at another who was standing a bit back. His eyes were piercing, obviously one that took his job too seriously. “Yeah it matches up. I’ve seen him slumming around back there. Spends alot of time at the Dugout. That’s about all I know though.” “Ok... thank you. So can we not hit me like im a freaking pinata and i can let my asshole relax?” Fallon huffed, the sting of his face making him wince. “Not until you tell us what the hell you were doing in there” Fallon grunted, rolling his eyes behind his chipped sunglasses. “Ok so... I was walking around the high end part of town cause i wanted to get into that fancy ass bar. That stupid Mr. Handy kept harassing me and I getting sick of it and I just... entered the wrong door-” Another baton, this time to the stomach causing his glasses to fall on the floor, and his breath to get knocked out of him. He writhed  in his chair, stomping his feet as he tried desperately to get any air back into him. “You lie like that one more time and I swear to god I won’t hesitate to break a knee you fucking low life.” It took a bit for him to stop choking and gasping. He swore that the guard was breaking all sorts of rules on ‘interrogation’ of a small break in but what the hell was he suppose to do about it. They were the law here, and he was just the lower ‘scum’.  As he slumped over, trying to keep the dark spots from fully consuming his vision he  looked at the glasses on the ground, words slurring softly as he plead to the guard. “Glasses... give me my glasses...” “No. Answer the question.” “I’ll answer the fucking question just give me the fucking glasses.” “You aren’t in the right position to make demands scav...” The guard warned, the other guard that was standing back beginning to get up, going to stop his friend. “You want your fucking story you give me my goddamn glasses, or i’m gonna stay quiet. Now do you really want to do more fucking paperwork cause you can’t put some glasses back on my face or what?” Fallon screeched before grimacing as the spots began to come back to his eyes, a loud ringing coming to his ears. It was hard for him to focus but he could tell the less ‘bashy’ guard coming up to his friend and just telling him to take a step back as he grabbed the glasses, and put it them back on Fallon’s face. The more violent guard rolled his eyes  and stepped away, muttering that he was going to take a piss break. The new guard stared down at Fallon, before grabbing a piece of cloth and wiping the bloody spit from the captive’s mouth. “Take some time, don’t want you passing out. Daniel’s a hot head, but if you just tell the story like you will, this’ll stop. So tell the truth and I can cut you some slack.” Daniel, that was the other guys name. God what a prick. If there was a way to get back at him later he’d find a way. “Yeah i’ll do it... prick can’t keep a joke. Just keep that guy away from me.” As the cloth was brought away he saw how much he was bleeding and was almost impressed. He must have looked like he’d gone 5 rounds with a super mutant. Diamond City, great green jewel his ass. What’s so great about being beat half to death over a petty little crime. “You ready to tell me what’s going on?” Fallon nodded, not wanting to straighten up and just let the ropes hold him upright. “The Codman’s are assholes. We all know this, they look down on anyone that can’t live comfortably it’s bullshit. Well that blonde er... Ann. I had enough of her. I was just bringing in some salvage and she calls me every name in the book and i’m just trying to make it through the day. Not my fault I don’t got a pack of bramin and a fancy farm to rely on... I’m so sick of it so I wanted to get back at them. So I might have picked their lock and tried to see if there was anything worth selling to someone local in town, so she’d have to buy back her own shit. Am an I asshole? Yeah. Do I feel sorry for it... not really.” The guard stayed quiet, shifting his weight on his feet before coughing out a response, trying to hold back a chuckle “As... much as i’m sure alot of us would like to do that, it’s still illegal.” “Yeah,yeah I know just lock me up for a couple of days. Better then sleeping out in the cold.” It didn’t take long for Fallon to be released from the chair and the blood to be cleaned up. He sat in the corner of the large jail cell, resting his head on the bars as he rubbed his bruised jaw, watching the guards around him go to work. Daniel, the dumb asshole stared at him from across the room, twirling his baton like he was trying to be threatening. Fallon glared back from behind his glasses, wondering what the hell his deal was. Probably had a huge crush on Ann or something. That or he just loved kissing ass. The thought made Fallon smirk abit before he stared at the iron bars holding him in. It was sad. Sad that he was almost happy to be here instead of out there. Least here there was a roof over his head, he knew he wouldn’t get kidnapped by the institute or dragged away by mole rats. He wondered if that’s why so many people he knew in the city were constantly in and out of jail. Diamond City... what a joke.

[momorabu]

Code Realize Playthrough - Fran’s Route - Chapter 11: The Alchemist’s Secret

Warning: Spoilers. Image heavy post.

After two months of hiatus, I finally took out some time to write the next playthrough for Code Realize~ This chapter was played in September, so I ended up having some chapters on backlog which I’m trying to clear recently, since I really wished I could finish Fran’s route before this year ends TWT (I think we’re nearing the end soon hopefully?)

This chapter was quite a... how do I say... a reveal and abit of heartache as we get to know Fran’s backstory (Finally~!! I’ve been waiting for it since how many chapters ago TWT) I like Fran more and more after this chapter seriously >////<

Okay, enough of my fangirling now, onto the playthrough~!

Time count down to 9 hours left.

Cardia woke up from a dream from her past and found herself in an unfamiliar place. Realising how much time she had left, Cardia felt bad that she had wasted over 20 hours from fainting and in deep slumber, and that she’s going to become a true “monster” in 9 hours. 

Suddenly, Fran appeared, all smiles on his face. He was worried and asked Cardia on how she was feeling, and Cardia felt apologetic for sleeping so much since she wanted to help more. 

(Fran’s smile here is so precious~)

Fran smiled and told her that there’s nothing to be sorry about since she was feeling so unwell that she fainted, thus she doesn’t have to feel guilty about it. He explained that the group tried searching for Zicterium while she was sleeping, and managed to track down a person who was involved in the philosopher’s stone’s project in the past, which might be a lead to where Zicterium was located. The rest of the group were already on their way to visit the man, while Fran stayed behind to take care of Cardia. Fran vowed that they would definitely find the Zicterium before the government does, and get rid of it. He was apologetic that he had yet to find a cure for Cardia’s poison, but he knew he was getting close to getting a breakthrough.

Cardia looked at him and knew that he was telling the truth, though she realised that his expression looked pain when she thanked him. 

(Though there are doubts about Fran, I do like what he said to Cardia T////T)

Cardia felt that Fran’s words were as if he’s telling himself to prepare to die for her sake, and asked him why was he sacrificing so much for her, since she knew she wasn’t human and viewed herself as a monster created to spread deadly poison around, thus felt that her life isn’t worthy for Fran. Cardia knew that her words must sound like rejection to Fran, but he simply smiled and assured her that she’s not a monster, and just a normal girl who deserves her happiness.

(Awww... Fran >////<)

But Cardia could only imagine herself causing Fran’s death by the time she had lost control of herself, and being terrified of the near future, she made a choice...

(I swear I’m just blindly choosing at this moment since both choices are hard D:)

Cardia told Fran not to be so kind towards her, saying that doing that will just create more painful memories for them since their relationship (be it friendship/romance) would be over once she turned into a monster. But Fran shook his head and insisted that he’s going to stay with her, and told her with a determination that while he’s afraid of death, he’s even more afraid of himself running away from her, and that he can’t bear the thought of him screaming and crying and leaving Cardia behind. 

(Just when I thought there isn’t going to be any more close up, I get surprised again O////O)

But for Cardia, Fran’s kindness towards her was painful, as she thought back to Fran’s diary entry of blaming himself that she was being created. She wondered what was her to Fran, and whether she was the only one who had seen Fran as a friend or perhaps even more... (More, as in? O////O) She could derive from the conversation he had with the Queen earlier on that he was not her father, but still, she wondered what he had meant by that entry in his diary. Thinking about this and the thought that she might not even be herself a few hours later, Cardia started feeling more restless and anxiety, which caught Fran’s attention.

Cardia decided to come clean with Fran, apologising that she had seen his diary when she looked through his room and asked about his entry on blaming himself that she was being created. Fran fell silent after that, struggling whether he should tell the truth to Cardia, but after some urging from her, Fran decided to reveal the truth to her. 

Turned out that his journal was initially used to just record the research of his subjects, but he soon added his own thoughts and emotions to it which he could not say out loud to it, and thus, that entry about Cardia, was something that he had can’t help but write down. Though Fran had wanted to rip out those pages about his thoughts, he ended up leaving them nevertheless.

Fran warned Cardia that she might end up despising him after listening to his story, but he knew that deep down that he perhaps deserved that and decided to reveal everything to her, and by that, it’s pretty much his entire life till this day.

(Long story short, Fran was selected to become a part of the researcher’s team in the Royal Society, where they were being tasked to create the philosopher’s stone. But he didn’t manage to recreate it but instead created a deadly toxic - Zicterium. Fran was being held responsible for the project being a failure and was asked to leave the Royal Society. However, Cardia’s father, Isaac, took him in and got him yet another job at the government, and this time his job was to research on Zicterium. Fran had believed that his research here would be helpful to the country in the future, being glad to have the affirmation from someone else when it seems like everyone had abandoned after he had failed to recreate the philosopher’s stone.

Fran had no idea what his research of Zicterium was used for until he heard that it was being used in the Vampire War that broke out. Realising finally that Zicterium was being used as a weapon, Fran felt angry and mad at the government and Victoria for making use of him, as well as thinking himself as being an ignorant fool. 

He had run to where the war had taken place thinking that perhaps there was still a chance to stop it, but...

All he saw were faces of the agony of the corpses lying around him by the time he had reached there. 

Fran wondered why had he been so proud of his research back then since this was nothing that he expected as it was definitely not a “research” to help mankind. He could only cry out that he’s sorry and for the dead to forgive him, as he ran away from everything of this incident... being too afraid to fight back and do anything at all. 

In the end, Zicterium was used alot during the Vampire War, causing lots of deaths, and Fran knew that this was all because of his research was being abused. He later heard that the government had kept the remaining Zicterium, and knowing that they might be using it for murder again someday, he vowed to get rid of them.

Regarding Cardia, he had heard from rumours that Isaac was experimenting with Homunculi, which later turned out to be Holorogium, and he was able to make that connection soon after seeing it engraved onto Cardia. Knowing that Horologium would not have existed if Zicterium was not created, Fran blamed himself for Cardia being created, telling her that it was because of Zicterium that there’s deadly poison in her, thus all those pain that she had suffered in her life... Fran blamed it all onto himself.

Fran came clean that him trying to save Cardia was actually him trying to save himself since he had thought that he might be able to run away from the crimes of his past if he had managed to cure her. 

(Really can’t help but feel sorry for him T////T He tried so hard to be a good guy but ended up being deceived and had to work even harder to get rid of his guilt... T////T)

Rather than questioning Fran any further though, Cardia hugged Fran and thanked him instead. Fran was shocked and told her that he had not done anything deserving of her thanks since his experiments had instead been used to create the poison in her. Cardia told him that it was because of him that she existed, and it’s a fact that because of Zicterium, she’s alive. She’s happy with the life she had lived until today, and was glad that she had the chance to meet him and spend time with him. Though Fran’s research had created a deadly weapon, Cardia was still thankful that she’s being created because of it. 

Fran started trembling as Cardia continued to hug him, and he thanked her for telling all this to him. Cardia realised that Fran might have always hated himself this entire time, but though he had run away once, he had now decided to face his mistakes, even if he was the one who had also suffered and hurt because of it. Cardia wanted to stay by his side and was thankful that he had given her a chance at this life.

(I just love this closing sentence on what a great guy Fran is T/////T)

It was night time when Fran had calmed down, and he assured Cardia that he was going to save her, no matter what it takes, and he’s also not going to let the government gets away with terrorism. 

(Perhaps this is a hint of Fran’s feelings towards Cardia? >/////<)

Cardia had felt that it was a very sad thing that Fran was being held captive by his guilt, as though he had wanted to be held captive by it and to suffer from it. (Hopefully, he would finally be able to relieve from it when this incident all came to an end T////T)

Time count down to 8 hours left.

The story took us to Lupin’s gang’s point of view, where they had arrived in front of a mansion, hoping to track down the man who might lead them to the location of Zicterium. 

(Interestingly, Dora-chan had gone with them for this expedition as well, though he doesn’t respond well when he heard about the word “Zicterium”... I don’t blame him at all, poor kid D:)

However, Van had felt that something was off when he took a closer inspection at the door. It seems that it hasn’t been opened for a long time. Impey wondered whether the man had moved away, but Saint suspected that the man might be in a situation that he was not able to leave the house. The group decided to go into the house and check it out, and though Lupin offered to unlock the door, Van decided to just fire at the lock to unlock it violently instead. (That’s totally stealing the limelight from Lupin XD)

They soon realised that the man was dead for quite a while as soon as they stepped into the house. Van deduced that the man had committed suicide by shooting his own head, and Saint guessed that the man must have not been able to stand the pain of guilt anymore and thus decided to take his own life. 

(It’s a sad ending to this man’s life...)

Though they could not question the man on regarding Zicterium, the group looked through the documents in the mansion, looking for any leads that might lead them to the Zicterium. Suddenly, Van found a parchment, which turned out to be a letter written by the man before he committed suicide. It detailed about the terrorism plans that Queen Victoria had planned to carry out, and the first part of the operation will be carried out at the area where Fran and Cardia were located. He ran out of the mansion, shouting to the others where Victoria’s next target is, which means Fran and Cardia would be in danger. The group ran to notify the two of them about it, but it seems like the terrorist plans were already happening, with explosions thundering from the other side of the city...

Back to Cardia’s point of view, she was deeply affected by the explosion, being thrown off the bed by the impact. Fran rushed into the room, and upon realising what the sweet scent in the air was, quickly covered Cardia’s mouth with his hand. Cardia panicked, thinking that his hand would be melt upon touching her face, but thank goodness Fran’s gloves were made of the same material as her clothes so he would be alright. He warned Cardia not to breathe in the smoke, as it contained Zicterium.

They decided to run away from where they’re residing and saw many people running away from the smoke, running in all sorts of direction. Some of the people stayed behind though, being concerned for their loved ones who were trapped (or maybe wanting to loot something in midst of all these commotions), and thus were running into the smoke instead. Cardia saw them writhe in agony and fell down after some time, and Fran quickly shouted out to them to run away from the smoke as it was poisonous gas. It was no use as it seems like no one had heard him, and thus, he decided to go into the smoke once again to warn the others, telling Cardia to leave first. Though Cardia was worried, Fran assured her that he had countermeasures against the smoke and won’t die that easily. (That sure doesn’t sound convincing...)

Even though Cardia grabbed hard onto Fran to prevent him from leaving, he was determined to stay and help the others and ran off to warn the others instead... 

(And here we get yet another super close up of Fran’s face >/////<)

(I’m stubborn and end up staying and running back to Fran again ^^; Even though he scolded Cardia, I know he’s just worried about her~)

Cardia ran back to catch up to Fran and told him that he’s just in as much danger as she does, and helped a man who was about to collapse before Fran does. After helping the man, Cardia faced Fran and told him that she’s not going to leave and was going to help him instead. Fran agreed in the end and requested her to go around the buildings and give people directions on where to escape. Fran was determined to help as many people as he can since he doesn’t want to relieve the nightmare of the past ever again. Some people stayed and helped them out too, and surprisingly, Cardia actually felt even better after staying in the smoke.... (Hmmm?! OWO”)

However, Cardia noticed that Fran seems to be feeling worse and worse, and though Fran was an expert on Zicterium, there’s still a limit on how much Zicterium he could take, as much as he was trying not to inhale any of them.

The smoke finally dispersed in the end, and both of them quickly left the place just before the Scotland Yard arrived. Fran was coughing badly, though he urged Cardia that they need to go back and help anyone that might still need help, Cardia stopped him, telling him that he can’t help anyone when he’s in such a bad condition. 

Fran was confused that Cardia doesn’t seem affected by the Zicterium at all, and instead, she remarked that she seems to have recovered a bit. It was impossible that Cardia had not inhaled any of the gas, and hearing that she had recovered, Fran wondered whether the transformation of Horologium had stopped for a while and suddenly he figured something out. He started scribbling furiously on the floor using a rock he had picked up nearby and started exclaiming that he made sense of "it” now. 

(Well, I’ll just let Fran explain below on what he had figured out~ His shining expression was just so interesting and funny~ XD)

Since it would be too late to make Zicterium right now, their goal now was to locate the hidden Zicterium, and Cardia would finally be saved if she gets in contact with them~

(Awww~ This is a new expression of Fran, him smiling so happily like a child is just soooo adorable~ >/////<)

But... it was too early for them to be happy, as Twilight members appeared before them...

Time count down to 7 hours left.

The scene changed towards Queen Victoria’s point of view, as she smiled to herself, thinking about her terrorism plan that had been carried out, and that everything would be going smoothly just like how it had happened during the Vampire War last time. This would be considered the second terrorist attack, and she believed that fear must be deeply planted in the citizen’s hearts by now, wanting them to be cautious, expecting the next attack. Using that fear, she could propose a war which no one would be able to oppose. 

Victoria shared what she had planned to carry out her terrorism plans next, making use of Zicterium to cause the entire Europe to fall in fear. If they launch a war at this time, Britain should be able to squash out all the other countries and they would all be under her rule after that.

She looked over at Leonhardt and gave him her next order - to obtain the Horologium and Zicterium so that they could proceed to the final stages of their plan...

[writebythenight]

The Silence

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: Rose(OC) is assigned the job of talking to Negan in his Cell.

Chapter Four

"Well this feels like the worst hangover in the history of the world." Rose said groggily.

Tara just laughed from beside her. "Yeah they had to give you some pretty strong stuff."

"So I didn't eat anybody?" Even though Rose had seen the blood on the jaggered metal she was still terrified that the walker could have gotten to her too.

"Not today."

"Oh good." Rose lifted her shirt to see the wound covered.

"I heard you punched, Daryl."

"He deserved it. It was his fault I nearly died."

"What happened in there?" Her closest friend asked. If she was going to tell anybody it would be her, they had always just bounced off of each other both similar in the way they'd use sarcasm and humour to get through tough situations. Rose cleared her throat to begin but Tara sat up and grabbed a bottle of water before giving it to her.

"Thanks." She took small sips to wet her throat. "What do you know?"

"Daryl opened the door he was told not to, everybody got out in time but you got separated then Daryl remembered seeing a fire exit. They just had to hope you'd find it. He feels really bad about it you know."

"I know." She knew how sensitive Daryl could get about things but what had happened to her had been traumatic and it could have been avoided if he had just listened. "I thought a walker did this..." She gestured to her side. "I was sat there, with my gun trying to get the balls to shoot myself before the horde got in."

"Jesus." Tara shook her head.

"He was no help either." Rose huffed and looked up to her friend with a grin.

"Not funny. You could have died! What happened?"

"I realised it wasn't the Walker, some of the damn metal shelves were abit of a hazard."

"You're so fuckin' lucky."

"I know!" Rose gave a shaky laugh, thinking back to how she felt for that minute she began to shake.

"I'm glad you're okay." Tara stood up and shocked Rose by pulling her into a big hug, which was so very needed.

"Am I allowed to leave?"

"Yeah, I don't know if they have any pain meds though."

Rose shrugged. "I'm okay for now." And with that she got up off the bed and walked out with Tara hovering around her.

Several people acknowledged her, wishing her well and glad she was back on her feet.

"I'm so glad you're okay." Rose turned to see Nora stood nervously next to her.

"Thank you!" Rose smiled but she couldn't ignore how jittery the woman looked. "Are you okay?"

"Erm.. can I talk to you?"

"She needs to rest." Tara told her seriously, her face told Rose she knew something she didnt.

"What's going on?" She looked between the two but they both just continued to stare at each other, silently communicating. "Would one of you just tell me?!"

"It's Negan." Nora blurted out.

"What?" Rose' stomach dropped. As much as she wanted to ignore it she had actually been looking forward to going to talk to him again. She didn't want to question it, she couldn't question it, hoping that as long as she ignored then it wouldn't become an issue. She shouldn't enjoy his company. She just shouldn't, she was supposedly a good judge of character but she was constantly questioning whether this man was sucussfully manipulating her or had some good in him somewhere.

"He's refusing to eat. He keeps asking about you."

"Why?"

Nora shrugged. "He got wind of you being injured and it all kind of went downhill from there."

Could this all just a pre-meditated way to make her think he cared about anyone except himself and his baseball bat?

"I'll go talk to him." She told her. "See if I can get him to behave." She joked.

"You need to be resting!" Tara argues.

"I will. Straight after." Rose told her with a smile before walking off towards the cell.

As she hobbled into the room she spotted him straight away. He was sitting on a small wooden stool, his long legs stretched out in front of him but the second he saw who it was he stood and walked up to the bars.

"Darlin'... ain't you a sight for sore eyes." He looked her up and down. "You look like shit."

"Feel it." She collapsed into the chair and looked up at his face which was scrunched up in a way she didn't recognize.

"Why's no one helpin' you?"

"No one else can bare to be around your annoying ass." She barked a laugh.

"I have a damn fine ass and you know it."

"Oh yeah that outfit really shows off your ass." She scoffed eyeing his loosely fitted blue outfit that had been given to him.

"Ya been lookin'?" He smirked in the way that only he could, all cocky and arrogant but strangely charismatic.

Charismatic? She angrily pushed her thoughts out of his head. Again.

"So they told me you were refusing to eat."

"Just didn't want to."

"Why not?"

"Just didn't sweetheart."

"Why do you call me names like that?" She was trying to just throw questions at him in hope he'd let his guard down a little more. He was a very honest man but strategic in what he kept to himself.

"Habit I guess. A pretty girl like you."

"Why was you asking about me?"

"I knew it was dangerous."

"Again... why would you care what happened to me?"

He shrugged and she could tell he was carefully deciding how to reply. "You're the only person who gives me the time of day. Gets lonely down here... you're my rose in a fuck ton of thorns."

He was such a charmer but she wasn't about to fall for that. Even if it was the nicest thing any man had ever said to her. She didn't fail to realise how fucked up the situation was.

"Oh wow. I never took you to be the poetic type."

"I'd surprise you in a lot of ways." There was that smirk again as he slid his hands around the bars, his busted knuckles coming to her attention.

"What did you do?!" She gasped standing up a little too quick, bending slightly with a wince at the sharp pain in her side.

"Ahh, it's nothin'."

"This isn't nothing." She said looking him dead in the eyes. The professional in her was worried about the fact that he had done this, basically a form of self mutilation and a very dangerous path for him to go down. "Has anyone else seen this?"

"No." He said simply. "Ya wanna kiss it better for me?"

"Definitely fucking not." She snapped back annoyed at the constant flippancy he had for every situation.

"Oh baby I love it when you swear." She went with a different tactic of ignoring him. "This needs seeing to."

"It's fine." Negan said scratching his chin where she could see his facial hair getting longer.

"Are you okay?" He said out of nowhere coming forward to rest his face in between two bars reminding her of a kid.

"I'm fine."

"No you're not." Her heart squeezed at the way he kept eye contact while his voice sounded so sure. He knew. Somehow he knew she'd been through something bad.

"It was close for a second... I thought..." she began talking before she even really thought about it wanting to tell him what had happened. "I got hurt when a walker took me down, I thought it was the walker... I sat there..." she stared at her hands as if she could still see the gun she had been holding. "Thinking that was it. That I'd have to put myself down..." her voice shook so she cleared it and took a deep breath before looking up to his face which was just watching her.

"What went down?"

"Someone didn't believe you about the fourth floor."

"I bet I can fuckin' guess who." He rasped.

She didn't say anything not about to rat on her friend.

"You survived it."

"Through pure luck."

"Just luck couldn't have gotten you out of there."

"This is what I'm supposed to be doing for you." She laughed softly. "Talking to you about things, helping you."

"You do." He said genuinely. She took a step back, from the cell and the situation and tried to look at it from an outsiders point of view, something she had always been good at in her job. She had no doubt this was all for show, trying to get her on his side and that made her so angry but also sad at the thought that he really wouldn't ever change.

"I'm gonna go see someone about fixing that hand."

"Okay." He sat back down on the stool looking down at the floor. She always felt bad leaving him, just like she'd told him she was too nice and even after the horrific things this man had done she felt sorry for him. She was just going to have to accept that.

Rose went straight to where Rick, Michonne and Judith's House was being rebuilt thinking it'd be her best bet.

He answered the door with the little girl on his hip and a wide smile broke out across her face as she saw her. "Rosie!"

"Hey there little one." Rose stroked the top of her head.

"Ya wanna come in?" Rick asked her stepping aside.

"Oh, no... I needed to talk to you about Negan."

He nodded before walking out of her view and after hearing muffled voices he came back to her alone.

"Go ahead."

"He's hurt himself. He punched the wall, a few times from what I can see of his knuckles."

"Okay. Why?"

"Anger... frustration... Rick he's locked in there 24/7."

"That's kind of the idea yeah." Rick stood with his hands on his hips coming across disinterested.

"I'm just trying to keep the man as sane as possible, Rick so I'm telling you things that don't sit right with me."

"So what do ya want me to do? Walk him like a dog? Parade him around in front of everyone? The Savioirs would go crazy!"

"I know." Rose nodded. "I'm just saying if you keep a man like him behind bars for years you're gonna make it ten times worse."

"There's no way." He said his voice final.

"His hand?" I'll send someone. Rick sighed heavily.

"Meet me here at seven. We'll take him to get looked at."

"Okay." She just nodded not wanting to make him in an even worse mood.

"We're gonna use these." Rick told her that evening holding up some handcuffs. "Straight there, straight back."

"Let's do this." Rose told him walking beside him with butterflies in her stomach, for some reason the thought of seeing Negan with someone else in the room was making her unbelievably nervous.

Rick walked into the room first, the keys to the cell in his hand he walked straight over to the lock not even making eye contact with Negan who stood there staring at Rose.

"Hands out front." Rick told him.

"Yes, officer." Negan drawled.

The noise of the cuffs closing made Rose flinch but looking up to Negans face she saw it didn't bother him, or he didn't let it show.

Rick gestured for Negan to exit the cell first and as he did Rose was taken aback by his emposing stature, it wasn't necessarily his size even though he was tall but the way he held himself.

"Ya comin' sweetheart?"

Seeing him again without any bars between them, with him saying that to her had her hormones doing all kinds of things they shouldn't be.

"Move." Rick demanded. They walked out onto the street with Rose slightly ahead of Negan with Rick behind watching his every move.

"So what is this?" Negan asked her.

"Your hand." She told him without even looking at him.

"I told you it was fine."

"And I'd told you I'd get someone to look at it."

"Oh I love a woman who takes control."

"That's enough." Rick's voice barked from behind them both.

Surprisingly he stayed silent the whole way to the medical building, Rick entering before both to light the room.

"Who's doing it?" Rose asked seeing that nobody was there.

"I was told somebody would be here." Rick sighed.

"I see you got this place well organised." Negan sniggered.

"Be quiet." Rose told him this time.

"Let me see properly." Rose said standing in front of Negan. He smirked at her as he lifted his hands, the injured one slightly higher and holding her breath she took it in both her hands. "It doesn't look like anythings broken, probably could just get away with cleaning it for now. I can do that." Rose told them both. "Good job you've got a lousy punch."

"My masculinity is well and truly wounded, darlin.'"

"Poor baby." Rose replied sarcastically. "Sit down."

"Yes ma'am." Negan said as he walked over to an arm chair and sat down moaning. "Oh well fuck me sideways this feels like a god damn cloud."

Rose shook her head grinning and went over to get some things to clean and wrap his hand noticing Rick watching them both intently which made her slightly uncomfortable.

Pulling up a stool she poured bit of rubbing alcohol onto a cloth before gesturing for his hand which he gave her with no arguments, she set to work cleaning the wounds and dried blood while his gaze flickered from her face to his hand in hers. Neither noticing Rick's head turning on a slant as he studied them. He didn't know Negan well but seeing him happily sat watching this woman tend to his wounds set him on edge, he couldn't get his head around it. This monster looked almost... tamed.

His thought process was cut off by the crackling of his radio. "Rick come in."

"It's Rick."

"You need to get over here that same saviour's causing problems." Rose had heard about one particular saviour not settling into Rick's leadership as well as the others, the camps were still being set up but already were causing problems.

"Ya want me to have a word?" Negan asked smirking.

Rick decided on the same tactic Rose often ended up using and ignored him. "I'm busy. Can it wait ten minutes?"

"I wouldn't be asking if it could."

"Fine, I'll come now." He looked over to Rose. "Will you be okay?"

"She'll be fine with me, won't ya?" Negan was making it so hard for them to ignore him.

"Yeah of course, he's cuffed and I'm armed."

"I'll send someone else straight away. Don't try and move him without someone else."

"Well I feel dangerous."

"I'll wait."

Rick nodded as he gave her the keys then left the room. Rose felt the energy shift straight away so she quickly put the keys in her pocket and just carried on cleaning the last of his hand.

"Alone at last." He said quietly.

"Lucky me." She threw the cloth in the bin before picking up the bandage and beginning to unwrap it. "How are you feeling today?"

"Is this the shrink shit?" He said with a laugh.

"Humour me." She said not looking up at him, not wanting to look up at him without the safety of the bars.

"I feel better than I have in a long time being out of that cell."

She just nodded. "I'm working on trying to get them to let you out every now and again. You might deserve to rot down there but I've too many morals to let that happen." He leaned back at her words seeming to stiffen letting the silence drag on.

"You think I deserve to rot?"

"I..." She stumbled over her words as she looked at his face. He seemed so torn, he was a clever man and he knew that the things he had done had been way beyond despicable so he got it. He did but from her? It had been a slight shock.

"No I get it." He rasped. "What I don't get is why you still talk to me... why you still seem to... care?"

"I told you.. I'm just not the kind of person who can be okay with anybody being treated badly."

"Fuck." He scoffed. "How did that part of you survive?"

That was a very good question. She had seen her fair share of bad shit since this started, been beaten and almost abused but it hadn't taken that optimism for people away from her. Is that what had happened to him?

"Is that what happened to you?" She said out loud. "You just lost faith in people?"

"I don't think I ever had that." He said thoughtfully. "My world turned upside down before the dead started eating us, sweetheart."

"Why?"

His dark eyes took in her expression. How much she was dying to know all his secrets, all the gritty stuff that other people didn't want to hear confused him. How could she be so intrigued by the darkness of people and still so pure in how she saw everybody.

"I could get those keys off you in seconds." He said his deep voice almost hypnotic. "You know that right?"

She just blinked, even though he was cuffed and and she was armed she knew he was more than capable of over powering her. He didn't know if she was good at protecting herself or not and the odds still outweighed him greatly though and that's why she had thought he wouldn't try to get them.

"In fact there are multiple ways I could get those off of you. But I haven't."

"Let's say you could..." she began.

"I can." He interrupted.

"Why aren't you then?"

He moved close but she didn't back down even as his face was inches from hers.

"I don't know." He whispered and she didn't miss the way his eyes flicked to her mouth.

She raised her eyebrow having not expected that. He seemed to realise what he had done as his expression became hard again.

"I don't make a habit of beating up women." He said with a shrug of his shoulder.

"Right." She wanted to point out that he had let his men kill plenty. "You remember when you first met Rick? The line up?"

She half expected him to make some kind of cocky joke about that horrific time but he just nodded. "What if I had been in that line up? What if I'd been it?"

His eyebrows came together. "What are ya gettin at darlin?"

"You respect me in some weird way right? That's why you warned me about the warehouse."

"Yeah."

"Glenn was kinda like me. He saw the best in people, he'd do anything to help anyone out. The way you just kill whoever Lucille lands on no matter if they're a bad person or not... that's what makes you worse than the others."

"DO NOT...bring Lucille into this!" He shouted switching so suddenly to anger that this time she couldn't help but flinch. "I'm the villain yeah I get that! But everyone has a villain. Rick was mine or are you forgetting the part where a group of you snuck into my outpost and killed my men while they slept in they're beds!"

"I wasn't a part of that."

"Did you try to stop it?!" He roared standing up making the armchair scoot back, she shot up at the same time as him hand going to her gun. "Tell me some more about poor little Glenn! Go ahead... I'll tell you about Roy who's wife and little girl was waiting for him to come back. Or James who I sent out there cos he was useless! Lovely kid but thick as the hulks cock! You think he deserved to die?!"

"I get it..." she said in a calming voice. "I get it." And she did. Those four words had made it click in her mind.

Everybody had a villain.

Chapter Five

[captain039]

Alpha's

Alpha Supernatural X reader

Summary: He’s your alpha you finally found him some quick storys

Warnings: Some swearing

Sam X reader

 I finally found you

You had been friends with Sam since school but when you found out he was your mate your father moved he hated the family so much he didn’t want you to be with him it tore you and him seeing him run out to the road watching you drive off.

It had been 6 years since then living in Kansas you thought of him everyday your father had passed away and now you were on your own working at a coffee shop in a small town. Normal day making people coffees cleaning, but the night changed you smelt him before you saw him his tall figure walking through the door looking around for you.

“Y/N” He breathed out, tears filled your eyes as you ran to him you jumped on him and he caught you wrapped his arm around your waist as you wrapped your legs around his and your arms around his neck. You cried on his shoulder he was taller you swore and stronger, but he was still your Sam.

“SAMMY?” you remembered that voice Dean called.

“Sammy” He called again walking in the shop seeing you.

“Well god damnit” He whispered smiling, you smiled at him hugging your mate tighter.

“I found you” Sam whispered leaning you back abit to see your face, you laughed.

“You did” You said he smiled kissing your lips softly, Dean rolled his eyes walking out of the shop again. Sam was crying with joy he had you back and he wasn’t letting go.

It had been 10 years since then and you and Sam had two pups and a nice home back in Kansas Dean had found his mate and lived down the road a bit from you with a pup of his own. You couldn’t be happier seeing Sam outside playing with your son and Daughter Jay and Mary you placed a hand on your baby belly you had a little one on the way again. Sam looked up seeing you his beautiful mate a smile on your face as the sun glowed on you. He walked onto the porch kissing you gently placing his hands on your baby bump he knelt down making you chuckle.

“Hey there little one you better not be causing mummy any trouble” He whispered you smiled.

“Oh, he sure is” You said Sam gasped playfully.

“Your causing mummy trouble your just like your daddy, aren’t you?” He questioned making you laugh again. You saw Dean and his mate walking down his little one in his arms asleep.

“Hey Dean” You said he smiled walking in through the gate.

“Hey Y/N How’s the little rascal?” He asked you chuckled.

“Being a rascal like his uncle” You said, and he chuckled. You all sat down at the table having a nice roast as everyone laughed and smiled this was heaven to you, you didn’t want it to ever end. Sam smiled at you holding your hand.

“Are you ok?” He asked you nodded.

“More then ok” You said giving his hand a kiss.

  Dean x reader

My baby

When Dean saw you, your fur was as black as the night and the moon was shining on it you were the most damn beautiful creature he had ever saw. He walked right up to you his sandy coloured wolf slightly larger then yours.

“What are you doing alone?” He asked you froze his scent filling your nose his warmth radiating off him.

“I was uh looking at the stars” You said nervously.

“Really? I love looking at stars” He said you giggled he was a flirt.

“What’s your name beautiful?” He asked looking at you.

“Y/N” You said.

“You?” You asked.

“Dean Winchester” He said proudly you frowned like the great Winchester family?

“Your fathers John Winchester?” You asked he nodded.

“Yeah” He said his mood slightly dropping his father had died after his mother die an alpha can’t survive without his mate after he’s found it sometimes it takes days sometimes year, but they go insane it was crazy but that’s how your race was made.

“Sorry” You said he shook his head.

“Its ok” He said you could tell he was smiling.

He took you to the motel he was staying at after you both talked and gazed at the night sky he was handsome dirty blonde hair green forest eyes cute bowed legs he was perfect to you, your alpha. He smiled at you looking you up and down smiling.

“Your even more beautiful in person” He said making your cheeks reddened.

“So, this is the Winchester pack?” You asked he nodded going into the kitchen.

“Want something to drink?” He asked grabbing a bear.

“Just water thank you” You said he handed you a glass of water. He sat on the couch besides you there was someone else here another alpha.

“Who else is here?” You asked.

“My brother Sam” He said you nodded. You sipped your water not knowing what to say, you met your mate and have no idea what to say. He leant across the couch making you turn to him his face inches away.

“Dean” You breathed out as his lips captured yours he kissed you sweetly coming closer putting an arm around your waist. He slid his hand under your shirt making you stop grabbing his hand. He instantly pulled back scared.

“I’m sorry I just its too fast” You said quietly he nodded sitting back putting his arm around your shoulder.

“Its ok baby” He said you chuckled at the nickname.

“Baby?” You questioned.

“Yes, you’re my baby now” He said his arm tightening.

“We can take as long as you want I don’t care” He said looking down at you on his chest.

“I’m sorry for rushing” He said quietly.

“It’s ok Dean” You said snuggling into him he was really warm.

“Would you stay with me forever?” He asked quietly you smiled leaning up.

“Yes” You said he beamed capturing your lips again giving you a short sweet kiss. You both feel asleep on the couch you found your alpha.

Cas x reader

Little angel

Ever since you got kicked from your pack you’ve been running from rogues and everything else that wanted to take you. You were an omega a rare kind in the wolf world your pack didn’t want you they thought of you as a burden and they cast you out. You were hungry cold scared ever since you were 18 when you showed as an omega your parents never treated you overly well for being showing late they knew they despised you. You were running through the woods again running from some rogue who wanted to breed you, you stumbled though on a fallen branch the rogue jumping on top of you his coat dirty and bloodied. You whimpered trying to scramble away but you were weak you couldn’t win, but something jumped on him knocking him over you got up a white wolf in front of you his coat shiny in the rain his body strong his scent so alluring he was your mate. He attacked the rogue scaring it off he turned to you his eyes a bright blue staring into your eyes. You froze you thought he was going to harm you like everyone else you closed your eyes another whimper escaping your mouth. He walked slowly to you nudging you gently with his snout you were hurt you opened your eyes his eyes were kind looking at you.

“Can you stand?” He asked you nodded getting up your foot injured.

“Come with me” He said you were unsure though.

“I promise I won’t hurt you” He said turning to you, you nodded limping to him. He walked slowly for you as you limped he took you to another pack making you nervous he sensed it stopping.

“What’s the matter?” He asked you stared at the pack ahead your small body shaking.

“Angel?” He asked you frowned.

“Are you ok?” He asked you nodded slowly taking a deep breath following him again. The pack stopped bowing to the alpha then continuing on but glanced at you following besides him.

“My name is Castiel this is my pack” He said changing into human he had raven black hair slightly spiked up his eyes were the same blue his face had a slight stubble on it making him even more handsome he was average height his build lean but strong.

“Y/N” You said quietly he smiled his smile was amazing.

“Come let’s get you cleaned up” He said you only nodded not wanting to do anything wrong.

“Can you shift?” He asked you nodded shifting it hurt like hell though having not done it in a year he rushed over to you touching your bare arm you flinched at his touch though and his face saddened.

“Get me a blanket” He said to someone she rushed back with a brown blanket he wrapped it around you slowly giving you a concerned look. He had shorts on still as he walked in the house holding you close so you didn’t fall. He took you upstairs of the house and into a bathroom he ran the bath grabbing other things. He had sat you on a chair in the bathroom as he put some soap in the bath.

“Alpha?” You questioned he froze the smell of arousal filling your nose, but it quickly went.

“What is it angel?” He asked turning to you.

“Why are you doing this?” You asked he gave you a sad look walking to you reaching out to touch your face, but you flinched making him retract his hand.

“You’re my mate little one” He said you nodded why wasn’t he rejecting you? You were a rogue.

“I’m a rogue though” You whispered he shook his head.

“That doesn’t matter” He said softly checking the bath. He turned it off lifting you up gently onto your feet.

“Are you ok?” He asked you nodded his hands sending sparks through your skin. He nodded also letting you go going out the door.

“Wait” You said quickly he turned around walking back.

“Stay please” You whispered he smiled nodding. He stayed with you as you bathed the water feeling good on your sore body. He was so gently with you when he washed your hair not bothered about getting wet. You were still unsure of his touch being touched was foreign to you it was either violent or wanting to force you to breed. He dried you and gave you clothes and his jumper making sure you smelt like him. He gave you food and warmth you didn’t know why though it confused you. You sat at the table eating slowly he frowned watching you.

“You can eat angel” He said he kept calling you angel.

“Are you not hungry?” He asked.

“I don’t understand” You said quietly making him frown.

“What don’t you understand?” He questioned.

“Why are you being so kind to me everyone either wants to breed with me or harm me for being an abomination” You said quietly. His eyes went wide he was going to kill everyone who ever laid a hand on you. He walked to you kneeling meeting your eyes.

“You’re my mate Y/N I would never harm you, I would never breed you if you didn’t wish it, you’re not an abomination your beautiful Angel” He said placing a hand on your cheek wiping a stray tear. You cried as he picked you up hugging you tightly your arms were wrapped around his neck as your legs went around his waist. He held you tightly for minutes before setting you on the ground wiping your tears away.

“Would you like to sleep?” He asked you nodded he held your hand leading you to his bedroom. You stopped at the door though.

“Can I sleep in the same bed?” You questioned he smiled nodding you felt a warm fuzzy feeling go through you. You joined him under the covers the bed feeling like clouds compared to sticks and the ground. You jumped when hands went around your waist and a chest pressed to your back you settled though Castiel’s warmth covering you, let a small smile cross your features feeling safe.

“Goodnight little angel” He whispered sending you into deep sleep.

[artificialqueens]

The best man (Biadore) - sunflowerdays

This is just a short one shot about Roy and Danny because their my favourite people to wrote about. I hope you guys enjoy it! Let me know your thoughts. (Brian- Trixie/ Bri- Katya)

Summary- it’s Brian and Bri’s wedding day and Danny and Roy are best men. But they don’t seem to be on the best of terms. After a talk with Bri, Roy finds the courage to tell Danny his real feelings and admit to why he did what he did.

The room was beautiful. Roy was slightly stunned, he was taking in the view around him. The open gazebo was filled with circular tables, which where white, matching the chairs. In the middle of each table was a glass bowl with fairy lights and flowers inside. The chairs had a Champaign like coloured bow wrapped around them. In the centre was a large wooden dance floor. The main table was like the other tables but it was long instead of round and the two chairs placed in the centre were fit for a king. Make that two kings actually.

Brian and Brian had made their way inside, newly wed, hands intertwined, smiles plastered on their faces. They had kept themselves busy, looking around the beautiful decorated venue. It was fair to say they were happy. Over the moon to be precise.

Soon everybody was in, the party was started. Glasses were filled with champagne and people had finally started making their way toward the dance floor. Roy was sat at the main table next to Bri. He was slightly shocked when he had asked him to be best man. They weren’t exactly super close but they were very good friends. Roy was even more shocked when he found out that Brian’s best man was Danny. He knew the pair spoke but he didn’t really think they were that close.

Danny and Roy had hardly spoke since the incident that had happened the other month. The night things fell apart. From the jealousy to the arguing, to the kissing, to the scratching, to the moaning and the feeling of pleasure. To the crying, to the I love youse. And to the feeling of heartbreak when the words ‘this shouldn’t of happened’ left Roys mouth.

He regretted it. Of corse he did. But being truthful, he didn’t know how to fix it. Roy was bad when it came to feelings, he didn’t just open up to people, even the people he trusted the most didn’t exactly know the real him. Roy acted strong, but in fact he wasn’t as strong as people expected him to be. When it came to love, Roy usually shrugged it off or laughed at the word. But Danny seemed to change that. He made Roy think of that word in a nit so laughable way and that scared Roy. It scared him so much that when the words ‘I love you’ left Danny’s lips, he didn’t exactly know how to react. So he did the only thing he could at the moment. Leave. Run away. That’s all he ever seemed to do lately.

“Roy” a voice snapped him from his deep thoughts, making him look up, slightly confused. “Are you okay buddy?” Bri looked at his friend concerned, clearly noticing Roy wasn’t being himself. “Yeah, sorry, just got a little lost in thought” Roy laughed lightly but Bri wasn’t buying it. “I don’t know what’s going on between you and Danny but you guys should talk” Roy looked at Bri confused “what do you mean?” He tried to shrug it off but failed, making Bri smile sympathetically at him. “Danny has looked miserable all day, along side you. Talk to him Roy. I know you guys, whatever happened, you can work through it. People who love each other work through problems. Me and Brian did, now look at us” those words scared Roy. Was he in love with Danny?

Of corse he was. He was just to afraid to admit it. He needed to admit it. His eyes left Bri’s as he looked over to Brian’s side of the table, seeing Danny, looking down at his lap, frown on his face. He felt awful for the younger man. He needed to make this right.

Roy got up from his chair, brushing himself down before walking over to where Danny was sat. “Want to dance?” Danny looked up, the light shinning onto him, making him look angelical in his suit. Roys heart flutter when Danny smiled softly. He didn’t reply, just stud up and began walking towards the dance floor. Roy was still standing next to the table when he turned to see Danny looking at him with a raised eyebrow. “Come on old man” Danny called over the music, earning a smile to form on Roys lips.

As they both reached the dance floor, they both stud a little awkwardly as the song changed from slightly upbeat to calmer and slower. Danny inched closer to Roy, hesitantly wrapping his arms around Roys neck, pulling him closer. Roy froze for a second but soon relaxed, putting his arms around Danny’s waist. They swayed to the best for a little, Danny’s head resting on Roys shoulder, a smile on his face as he breathed in the familiar scent. It felt like they were like this for hours. Just dancing in each others arms. Their friends all watching in awe, smiles plastered on their faces. It was clear the pair were in love, there was no doubt about it. And they also knew it.

“Look, Danny iv been needing-“ Roy was cut off by the clinking off a glass and the music was suddenly gone. They pulled away from each other, looking over to where the grooms were. “It’s time for speeches” Roys eyes widened slightly. He had forgotten about that. Fuck.

Danny had already made his way over to the table, making Roy quickly scurry over to his seat. He was grateful that others had said their speeches before him, it gave him time prepare. But what he didn’t know was that Danny was before him. So when Danny stud to his feet, grabbing the microphone, it made Roys heart jump slightly. This might give him abit more confidence, he thought to himself as everyone’s attention turned to a nervous looking Danny.

“Where to start?” He breathed into the mic, shaking his head slightly. “First of all If you don’t know me, I’m danny, Brian’s best man. But of corse you knew that, if I wasn’t then I wouldn’t be giving a speech right now” everyone laughed, earning a smile to form on Danny’s lips. His eyes scanned the room, yet they soon landed on Roy. His eyes lit up slightly and it was asif a light switch had just been turned on. He took in a deep breath before carrying on.

“You know, when Brian asked me to be his best man I was really surprised, and happy of corse. I said yes and suddenly I was out suit shopping and writing my speech, it was a whole lot of fun if I’m being honest” He took another deep breath. “I think one of the best things about being best man for Brian, is that I got to see him and Bri more. And let me tell you, it was amazing to see them bond and grow even stronger. They have such a special love, that I hope one day I can have. With somebody else of corse” everyone cracked a laugh and Danny looked up from the table, his eyes glistening as tears began to form.

“You guys are perfect for each other and I’m really happy for you both. It’s so good to see two of my best friends so deeply in love” Danny quickly wiped his eyes. “Sorry, I’m an emotional man gosh” his eyes soon fell on Roy again. “I hope you guys live a happy life, full of joy and love” Danny reached out picking up his glass. “To the newly wed grooms” everyone raised a glass, toasting to the men, then cheering for Danny, who didn’t seem to be as happy as everybody else, tears still sliding down his pale cheeks.

“Next up we have my best man and let me tell you, this will be a good speech” Bri spoke up, giving Roy a shoulder pat as he began to stand, taking the mic from Bri as Danny had passed it down.

“Good evening distinguished panel of judges” Roy cracked a joke, making Brian burst out laughing, he out of everyone understood that joke more than anyone. “As you already know I’m Roy, Bris best man. And I’m usually fine with standing up in front of thousands of people, being some shady queen. But I guess you could say I can’t Be Bianca right now, I need to be Roy. I need to be a bit more calm, and not swear too much” everyone seemed to be laughing along with Roy, making him feel a little better.

“I’ve known Bri for awhile now and honestly he doesn’t seem to change, he’s always been so lively and so full of life and it’s amazing that he’s found someone who’s just as energetic as him. Honestly you guys make the perfect pair, Brian you make Bri so happy, iv seen that over the years. It’s been so nice to see you guys grow and become closer. We all knew this was going to happen, it was obvious from the start. You guys just clicked” Roy rubbed his forehead, smiling slightly.

“I’m happy you guys found each other. I don’t get all sappy but I do believe you were made for each other” like Danny, Roy took a deep breath. “I know how it feels to be in love, it’s such an amazing feeling, but it’s also scary. You guys have been through so much and I’m glad we’re here today. I hope In the future it will be you two speaking at my wedding” Roy grinned at the couple who seemed to be really enjoying the speech.

Roy looked over at Danny, who was still crying, just silently to himself. Roy couldn’t take it. “I know this is both your moment but I need to say something. Is that okay?” Bri smiled and nodded, Roy looked around the room, seeing faces of confusion. He needed to do this.

“All this talk about love has made me realise I made a huge mistake. I was in love with this guy and I was so scared that he didn’t love me back. So I tried to push my feelings aside. When I found out he did feel the same, I didn’t believe him. So I pushed him away, like I did with my feelings. I regret it.” Roy sighed before looking at Danny.

“Danny, iv loved you for as long as I can remember and I want you to know that I made a mistake. Pushing you away was wrong and I’m so sorry. I was terrified of falling in love with you. But it happened. And I’m sorry if I ruined everything but here I am telling you now that I love you” everyone seemed in shock at Roys speech, Brian and Bri has the biggest grins slapped on their faces. Danny was a mess. He didn’t really know what to say.

“Thank you everyone. And I hope you guys have an amazing future, I love you both a lot. Now have a brilliant night all” the sound of hands being clapped together filled Roys ears as he turned the mic off, setting it down in the table.

As the music came flooding back, Bri stud up, pulling Roy into a hug. “Well done, I’m proud of you” Roy grinned pulling away. “Now go get your man” Roy nodded, walking back over to Danny. “Do you want to go get some fresh air??” He asked quietly, a smile was playing on his lips as Danny nodded slightly. They both began to walk towards the back of the gazebo, exiting and walking towards the band stand, which was whit and lit with fairy lights. It was beautiful.

Roy took hold of Danny’s hands as they walked up the steps. The music could still be heard so Roy took this opportunity to pull Danny closer. Soon they were once again swaying side to side in each others grip, smiling messes. “You really love me?” Danny’s voice came out as a whisper, causing Roy to move back slightly. He looked Danny dead in the eyes as he spoke. “Danny, I love you more than anything and I hope you can love me” Danny grinned, pulling Roy closer and connecting their lips. Everything seemed to disappear. It was as-if the world had stopped.

The kiss was sweet, Danny melted into it. His arms wrapped around Roys neck. He pulled away slowly, opening his eyes to meet Roys dark brown pair. “I love you two Roy.” And everything, in that moment, seemed to fall into place.