#tazzy replies

[goodplace-janet]

(Boop)

this, but affectionately:

[kithtaehyung]

tazzi🫣 i finished the banners last night so🫣🫣 it shall all be revealed today🥴👍

…i technically have enough content to make a fuckboy!bangtan masterlist💀💀💀

[sirtaehyunsalot]

Tazzy Chris

Chris x reader

(I know it's not a tazzy chris gif but I like it so shhhhh)

Cw: sexual jokes and implied NSFW

AN: I deleted my OG blog but before I did I saved my first (and only) fanfic and pasted it here

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You and the rest of your friends in the Wild Kratts crew were tagging tasmanian devils so you could find a way to stop them from going extinct. Well technically, the bros were doing all the grunt work, you and Aviva were just helping Koki track the animals. You were only half paying attention so you flinched when you got an alert on the computer.

A blonde kid appeared on the screen and introduced himself as Kenny from Tasmania. He explained that he and his friends weren't seeing as many t-devils around as he used to, while a video of the devils eating a dead animal played on the screen.

"Ick, gross! Rotten meat!", Koki gagged as you both turned away from the screen. Kenny laughed, "Yeah they're pretty scrappy!"

"I think it's cool", Jimmy shrugged. "And I think I'm gonna be sick," Koki replied. "Well look at this Kenny, I finished building the tracking system programming. Each of these icons is a tagged t-devil moving around in real-time."

"Very cool Koki!" Aviva said. "Our system will pick up every t-devil that Chris and Martin tag. We'll be able to track them no matter where they go!"

"Ah wow thanks, I'm really glad you guys are here to help! I'd be sad if they disappeared," Kenny stated.

"No worries! That isn't gonna happen our watch," Aviva reassured him. Kenny thanked all you and said to call him if you needed any help.

"I haven't seen you two so grossed out since you watched me down 4 peanut butter cheese burgers topped with brussel sprouts and whipped cream," Jimmy pointed out to you and Koki

"Did you really have to remind me..?" you grimaced as you and Koki walked away.

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About half an hour had passed and you were curious to know how the bros were coming along with the t-devil tagging. You decided to call Martin but before you picked up the creature pod, Martin was already calling you. You answered it.

"Y/N help!" Martin screamed. "There's something wrong with Chris's suit!"

You looked behind Martin to see Chris standing there looking totally fine.

"But Chris looks fine to me," you said with confusion laced in your voice.

"Never been better babe," Chris replied with a smirk. He's flirty like that.

"But he was just craving carcass meat!" Martin replied frantically.

"I'm fine bro! Cmon we've got t-devils to tag," your boyfriend said while walking away.

"Maybe you're the one who's malfunctioning Martin," you teased. "But don't worry we're on our way!" you said before hanging up.

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You saw Koki pacing around the tortuga while you were getting some water. "Hey uh, aren't you supposed to be keeping an eye on those t-devils?" you asked.

"Well I can't get any work done because rotten meat and carcasses gross me out!" she answered.

"Yeah trust me, I can relate.. but as part of the Wild Kratts crew we're gonna meet all types of animals, both alive and dead. We might as well get on with it so that it doesn't matter as much to us in the future," you advised her.

"Yeah but animals that eat rotten stuff? Yuck!" Koki exclaimed.

"Ey somebody's gotta eat all that maggotty meat. At least it's the t-devils and not us," Jimmy stated. And at that Koki ran out of the room to throw up while Aviva laughed and you facepalmed.

The moment was quickly interrupted by Martin calling the main computer asking for Koki.

"Oops," she said while running to the screen. "I'll be right there Martin! ...Oh no!" Koki shouted.

"What happened?" Aviva questioned.

"10 t-devils are quickly moving west together, which is unnatural. And then their tracking lights go out.. And they're gone!"

"Is tag number 9, T-bone, one of the disappearing t-devils?" Martin asked on the screen.

"Yeah," Koki replied.

"And number 8, his mom.." Aviva lamented

You all immediately knew that you had a big, big problem on your hands.

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Chris and Martin had followed the GPS trackers to Zach's plane, sitting in the middle of the forest. Chris finally caught a glimpse of himself in the reflection of Zach's shiny plane.

"Woah, is that really me-?" Chris asked

Martin threw his arms up in the air. "That's what I've been tryna tell ya bro!"

Chris admired himself, "Hey I'm pretty wild looking! And I've got great night vision, black and white but sharp as a tack"

Chris hopped onto a window ledge to see what Zach was up to. He saw that Zach was using the devils for his security robots and immediately jumped back down to tell Martin.

"He's using our t-devil buddies for evil!" —he growls— "...Did I just growl-?"

"Umm, it was more like, ROOOAAAEER"

"Cool! 😎"

Martin rolled his eyes at his younger brother. "Koki, Zach's got the t-devils."

"I'm so sorry Martin! Rotten meat grosses me out so I wasn't keeping track of the Tasmanian devils and I didn't notice when they started disappearing!" Koki spoke quickly, as if she had been holding her breath.

"Woah slow down Koki! Oh no, Zach's leaving!" Martin responded.

The black plane rose off of the ground while Zach jeered and mocked them for not paying closer attention to their creature friends.

Koki had guilt written all over her face, "And because of me, he's getting away with all the t-devils.."

"Don't worry Koki, we'll get 'em back! Can you pick us up?" Martin assured her.

"On our way!"

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"Ok, the t-devil tags are sending signals from inside Zach's jet. 42 degrees north and 147 degrees east," you told Jimmy.

"Got it"

"You've gotta deactivate him Aviva, he's been drivin' me NUTS! I had to do all the tagging and he wouldn't stop drooling on me!" you heard Martin complaining to Aviva.

You went over to where they were only to see Chris, in all his tazzy glory, chewing on some of the scrap metal from the teams most recent project.

"Chris drop that!" you freaked out. "Just because you can chew through metal doesn't mean you should actually eat it!"

"What" he smirked at you. "You jealous that the metal's getting bitten instead of you?"

Martin groaned loudly, "Oh for the love of everything holy, please save that stuff for the bedroom..!" all three of you laughed at him while Aviva picked up her screwdriver to deactivate Chris.

"Wait! Don't deactivate me yet! I've got t-devil power! We're misunderstood creatures, but now I understand why. I could have the key to getting the others back," —he growls–

"Don't bite me!" Aviva screamed.

"Come on, I'd never hurt you!"

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The team finally made it to Zach's place, and just in time too! There were 2 kids, a boy and a girl, being surrounded by Zach's tazzy bots.

"Don't be scared of the t-devils, they won't hurt you!" Martin announced to them.

"Oh it's the Wild Kratts! Help were being attacked by Tasmanian devil robots!"

You, Chris and Martin made your way down to the ground, the kids faces shifting from fear to confusion in a few seconds.

"Is that... Chris-?" the girl asked.

"Yeah-" —you ran your fingers through your hair— "He's a t-devil, it's a long story-"

"I've got a plan!" Chris lit up. "If you find any rotten food, throw it in front of you, since they like to eat dead and rotting things."

You and the kids went around looking for rotten food for the t-devils. You dumpster diving for food wasn't your proudest moment but you figured you had to do it for the creature rescue. You managed to find a gas station sushi container with a piece of rotting fish in it. Perfect. You ran back to place your fish alongside the moldy sandwich and putrid pizza that the kids found.

Chris smiled with satisfaction and growled, "Oh they won't be able to resist that!"

"Animals are no match for technology!" Zach interrupted.

"Wanna test that theory?" you smirked.

The t-devils began to break through the robot bodies and one by one the clashing and bashing of metal could be heard as each t-devil jumped out to get their share of the meal. Zach immediately started to throw a conniption fit and promptly slipped on a banana peel, causing him to slip and fall directly on his ass. You simply couldn't hold in your laughter as the 5 of you watched Zach scurry back into his house with a bruised ego, and an equally bruised behind.

"Yummy! Last week's moldy pizza! It's disgusting, but I just can't help i-" you kissed your tazzy boyfriend to get him to forget about that pizza as Aviva hurried down to deactivate him.

Chris pulled away after a few seconds, "Phew, thanks for saving me from eating that, sweetheart," he wrapped an arm around your waist as you walked back into the turtle ship.

"You can thank me in bed," you winked

"Who am I to say no to that?," he replied as he picked you up and ran into your shared bedroom.

[dual-domination]

RANDOM-ASS ASK, BOSS! How many original characters the fic has, from the ones who already showed up to the ones who are appearing later? What/who they are?

Hello Luci, how did you guys decide it was random-ass ask time about what it seems ‘the fic’?? jsjsjkss  Most of the Original Characters in this fic were thought as ‘characters that actually have a mention in Guardian canon but we know nothing about’, see Lin Jing’s master who sent him to work with ZYL to improve his cultivation. So here’s a list:

Dao’an Shifu: Lin Jing’s and Zhao Yunlan’s master, the Old Monk, human but ancient - Lin Jing is supposed to be the only character who knows the master’s actual age, but this may or may not be true, as him and ZYL being the only canon characters that are Dao’an’s disciples also may or may not be true. Da Qing’s old friend. Plays a major role in the general plot, not a background character, even when he doesn’t have too long ‘screentime’. He and the whole monastery thing in general is a tribute to @sagittariusdarkarrow (I’ll talk more about him in the reply of another ask soon)

Cai Hong: the only monk to actually have a name and a role in the fic, despite the whole arc in the monastery… He’s around LJ’s and ZYL’s age and we can say they were a trio when they were younger (Da Qing was also there, so not actually a trio, I guess). He’s the monastery’s gardener, yet several monks take care of the gardens, Cai Hong has a special relationship with that. His love for plants was the primary bond he formed with ZYL. (Fun fact, all the three characters that have deep love for plants/abilities related to plants and nature in this fic - so this monk, Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan - are all tributes to beloved @fixaidea - her plant posts and one of her Guardian arts inspired this part of the story)

Wang-shushu: the food stall uncle. Appears in only one chapter (at least so far). The Longcheng University quartet (Cheng Xinyan, Shen Wei, Zhao Yunlan and Lin Jing), have some moments eating dumplings at his stall. Some homemade wine is involved.

Niuniu: Shen Wei’s cat. Although she used to be a canon character (I don’t know if that counts as ‘character’, but that exists in Guardian, so…) I can’t talk too much about her because it’s a lot of spoilers. She’s not brave but will try her best (and scare the hell out of people by accident) if Shen Wei is sad. I love her, I’m going to give Shen Wei this cat in other fics as well. Me and Deputy Chief @tazzy-ace have been dreaming of Shen Wei’s sweet lady for long, we didn’t know she’d become real in our co-written fic <3

Shen Wei's directors and monitors when he studied at Zhejiang University: bastards.

Some random ghosts and other potential dangerous whatever they are: needed annoyances. But highlight to the xiqigui that was the one who took part in an important scene for relationship development. (This is a qi-eater type of ghost, in case you’re wondering)

Bonus mention to Cheng Xinyan, even though she’s a canon character in the drama, she doesn’t exist in the novel and writing her for a novel-based fic felt very much like writing an OC - I made my efforts to keep her in character because she’s THE character from the drama that I love, but as everyone else, she was shaped by the plot. She’s a major character, things in the plot move because of her, Shen Wei takes decisions because of her. I repeat that I’m obsessed with Novel!Shen Wei + Cheng Xinyan friendship kjskjsjs

If one day I write the requested spin-off with teens Zhao Yunlan, Lin Jing and Cai Hong (+ Fat Cat) in the monastery, more monks will come, but for this fic I don’t think any other will show up.

[ceeeeeeleeeeeebriiiiiiaaaaaan]

Tag games are my weakness, cause I forget to reply! Here we go though!

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell us about it. Then tag as many people as you have WIPs. If you don't write, list your art WIPs!

Also, I'm @bucket-tooka, in case you follow that blog. This is my main.

Let's go!

Are You Insulting My Sons?

Wander Ficlet

Death Watch Mara

Everyone Can Learn

Tarre Isn't Drunk Enough For This Shit

Cody & Fox Body Swap

Baby Cod'ika

Lessa's Flight

Mando!Obi AU

OG Din/Mara

Puppies and Kittens

Twin Suns

You Got A Rocket Launcher?

Chaos Befits the Fetts

Fluffy Corries Need Hugs

Tazzy Tooka Amuck

The Orb And Noodle

Fathoms Below

Fox Needs Help

Siren Pirate AU

Dragon Dwobbits

Got501st

Wet Eyes and Gold Mad

Demon Jaster AU

The Jedi Siren

SC Throne Of Bondage

Smut Thots

How To Unstress Your Mand'alor

Tagging Players (for the first time, please DM if I stepped over the invisible boundary xD): @darknight-brightstar @wanderingjedihistorian @wickedwithwings @raven-the-badger @rexxdjarin @yournewfriendshouse @seainthestars @soluscheese @diminuel @fearmypaintbrush @fishfingersandscarves @goldnightshaade @howdidthisevenhappenanyway @jehanneargentee @jonathananubian @justherefortheclones @katzs-current-obsession @meridiansdominoes @loth-creatures

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Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by @tazzy-ace ☺️

1 - How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 37 works, 7 of those are part of series.

2 - What’s your total AO3 word count?

255,686.

3 - What fandoms do you write for?

I’ll write for any fandom, if I know enough about it at least. But the fandoms I have fics on AO3 are; The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, Supernatural, Not Me, The Eclipse, Semantic Error, Between Us and Never Let Me Go.

4 - What are your top 5 fics by Kudos?

Do I Ever Cross Your Mind? / E / (Not Me/The Eclipse)

There Is No Normal / E / (Supernatural)

Want A Do Over? / T / (The Eclipse)

In The Light Of The Morning / M / (The Eclipse)

When The Darkness Comes / T / (The Eclipse)

5 - Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes and no, it depends on the comment and how I’m feeling. I know I seem like a loud mouth on here, but I’m actually extremely shy and have generalized anxiety disorder, so interacting with people - even online - can cause me a lot of anxiety so it can be difficult to reply to ever comment.

6 - What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmm, I don’t know. I don’t think any of my fics actually end with angst, start with it, run with it or just are angsty in general but I typically try and make endings at the very least hopeful.

7 - What’s a fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

There Is No Normal, I would say that one is the happiest ending for sure. It ends with a proposal and a happily ever after, domestic bliss with a dog and a kid and a happy group of friends and family.

8 - Do you get hate on fics?

Nah, I legit have the best readers on the planet. The sweetest people, who I love to interact with. The closest thing I got to hate would be one little complaint during a Big Bang I was in because I alluded to a character being a switch instead of a strict top, someone saw that and went to the mods to complain instead of coming directly to me. So I absolutely did not change it, because screw their petty ass lol.

9 - Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

All kinds, I’ll write all types of smut featuring all types of genders and sexualities. I’m also willing to try to write any kink (within reason) but that doesn’t mean I’ll write it well lol, I make no promises, I might be total shit at writing a type of smut I’ve never written before.

10 - Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

Yes, I do write crossovers. I think the craziest is actually an unpublished fic that is a crossover of Supernatural and The Void, which is a Canadian made Lovecraftian horror movie from 2016.

11 - Have you ever had a fic stolen?

If so, its not come to my attention.

12 - Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yep, I’m always happy to link to any translations of my works on the original fic, so I always remind translators to drop me a line with a link so I can post it.

13 - Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, I have a co-author that I’ve worked with for like a decade now. I trust them with so much, we work together amazingly well.

14 - What’s your all time favourite ship?

Bro, I’m supposed to have one!? Impossible to answer, no way, next question lol.

15 - What’s a WIP that you want to finish, doubt you ever will?

I’m not really sure, I wanna think that all my WIPs will eventually get done. Because of how my mental health fluctuates, I tend to not to like posting chaptered WIPs because I don’t like leaving people waiting. Which is probably why I only have a couple posted, those ones will absolutely get done. As for non-posted WIPs, well… since they’re not posted there will be no proof of them not getting done. 😈😈

16 - What are your writing strengths?

I have no idea, so I’ll go with what I’ve been told. Characterization, emotional atmosphere and general ambiance. Also smut, I’m your neighbourhood smut peddler for a reason lol.

17 - What are your writing weaknesses?

Spelling and grammar in general, I have dyslexia and mild aphasia due to a TBI that I suffered in my early twenties. Even though I go over my fics dozens of times before they get posted and typically they go to a beta, not always, I’ll admit I am impatient lol. There are still some fuck ups in my fics, even after posting.

18 - Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Unless I speak it at least somewhat fluently, I don’t do it. If I wanna suggest that the person is speaking in a different language than what’s being written, I just slap it in italics.

19 - First fandom you wrote for?

Pretty sure it was Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Ginger Snaps, I can’t remember tbh.

20 - Favourite fic you’ve written?

One of my faves is actually not even on AO3, it was back in my LiveJournal days. It’s a Torchwood fic, it’s basically a Torchwood version of Alice Through the Looking Glass just way more violent and gory. I might actually go over that old thing one day and eventually put it up on AO3, it was one of my first big fics and it’s still one of my favourite plots.

Tagging - I honestly forget who I follow that writes, who draws and who’s a gif maker lol. I don’t wanna tag the wrong type of creator, so if you see this and wanna take part, then consider yourself tagged! Make sure to tag me back so I can read your answers 🤗🤗

[tazzytypes]

@crispybirdpainter

[hyunjinhoee]

Harleys in Hawai

Hello everyone ^_^

i hope you all like this one ♡

♡♡♡

Hyunjin x fem!reader

Warnings:- strangers to lovers; smut; one-night stand???; cursing; use of petnames (princess, baby etc); unprotected sex (be better); underwater kiss; spit and choking kink; brief blowjob; breeding kink; cum kiss???; cum swallowing; creampie; hyunjin has a lip and tongue piercing.

Word Count: 2.2k

"Fuck Finally", You sighed stretching your arms taking in a deep breath of the salty air around you. You were finally standing on the sand of your dream place, Hawai.

You wanted to visit this island ever since you were a child but due to your family's financial condition you could not plan much of a vacation but luckily after graduation you found yourself a stable job and now managed to plan a week long trip to this beautiful place.

You unlock your phone searching for a specific address to start your trip with the activity which you looked forward to the most.

Your taxi drops you at your destination. Taking in a deep breath, you walked through the small gate into what seemed like a bar-restaurant. Unsure of the place, you check the address again– you were at the right place.

"Uhm excuse–", You're taken aback for a second, "I was here for a bike–", Your sentence sounded more of a question as you mentally face palmed yourself for being so confused as well as wonderstruck by the visuals of the man standing in front of you.

"Don't worry you are not at the wrong place we just opened a bar at the front side", He assured you, noticing the doubt in your voice, "follow"

He leads you through another door and now you can see all the motorbikes displayed of different models and different colours.

"Name?", he asks, typing something in the laptop, "Y/N", You reply turning to him allowing yourself to notice a few of his features. A silver lip ring decorated the side of his lower lip which he unconsciously bit as he typed in your name. The black tank top hugged his body, his toned biceps covered with tattoos on display making you feel some kind of warmth.

"Oh so you're the friend Lix was talking about", He looks at you as you nod again, "yeah Felix and I work together", you explain.

"Are you free tonight?", You didn't understand where you got such confidence from. Maybe the men smoking weed outside did have some effect on you but you asked him without thinking and had an instant wash of regret when you thought he might be dating someone.

A sly smirk formed on his face he licked his lip giving you a glance of jwell adorning his tongue.

"Not even gonna ask my name?", he raised his eyebrow, fuck you really are that desperate

"You can tell me now–?", The embarrassment on your face was clear as you cursed yourself in your mind, took you one good looking dude to screw it all up.

"Hyunjin", He let out a small chuckle, "There is actually a beach party tonight if you're interested", he continued, "oh alright then", You let out a smile

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You cursed at yourself again. You didn't ask him where the party was exactly. It really just took one fucking guy for you to lose it all

"Hey what are you doing here? Is there a problem with the bike?", Hyunjin asked with concern , not expecting you to show up again for the day. "No uhm-", you shake your head as a blush crept your cheeks seeing him shirtless and just black sweatpants,, "I just forgot to ask you where exactly was this beach party so I–", You tried to explain yourself without sounding flustered or distracted by his toned abs and well built chest. "You are so cute", Hyunjin chuckled as you felt a ticklish sensation in your stomach

"Give me 10 minutes", He goes back inside and as promised be shows up, his long dark hair dripping wet, a loose black full sleeve shirt paired with black basketball shorts. He wasn't much dressed up but still managed to look hot.

"I was kinda expecting you to show up in a Hawaiian shirt not gonna lie", You laugh as he rolled his eyes playfully taking your hand leading you out.

"Let's take the harley", You point at your bike handing him the keys. As the engine started, a bit of hesitation took over you as you weren't sure if he would like you holding on to him.

"Don't forget to hold me tight, Princess", He answered your unasked question while using a nickname which yet again made you blush as you wrapped your arms around him. He smelled expensive, a bit like vanilla mixed with weed and being honest it wasn't bad.

The beach shone with neon lights as few groups of people were already swaying with the music. "Wow", You mumble, earning a small chuckle from Hyunjin, "It's actually a hotel, you see those huts?", He pointed at the small huts a distance, "My uncle owns the hotel so I get free rooms and free parties", You both find a place to sit as he passes you a bottle of alcohol.

"So your whole family lives here?", You ask while taking a sip of the bitter drink, "No, my whole family lives in South Korea but I spend most of my time here helping out my uncle", he explains.

Maybe it was the drink, or the moon lighting up the sky which took out the next sentence of your lips, "Do you wanna try an underwater kiss?", A visible shock was to be seen in Hyunjin's eyes at how straight forward you were but soon it was replaced with a certain excitement as he got up taking your hand leading you to the sea.

"You sure?", His studies you as you nod, "fuck yeah", you drag him into the waters and soon both of you are holding your breath under the crystal salt water.

Hyunjin, still holding your hand, pulls you closer as you attach your lips against his, both of your bodies swirling with the waves.

"That was romantic", You laugh still holding his hand walking back to the sand. "It was hot", he ruffled his black locks, spraying a bit of water on you as well.

You hold back your steps making him stop as well. "Hyunjin", You softly whisper holding his gaze with yours, "Y/N", He too whispers back but with a bit of confusion. Your gaze lingers on his lips which don't go out of his notice, "Can I?", You lean a bit in but he answers your question by pulling you in, his one hand slid around your waist with another cupping your cheek as his lips moved against yours.

His kiss was soft but needy as his hand slowly moved down resting on your ass pulling you closer as you felt him through his now wet shorts.

Forgetting about your whole environment, you interlock your fingers in his hair tugging it with just enough pressure to make him moan in your mouth.

"I want you", He pulls back, his silver lip ring glistening with spit, his lips plump and swollen, "all yours".

Leading you to one of the huts, which you guessed as hotel rooms, he kissed you again as soon as the door was locked. This time it was rough as his teeth sank in your lip giving you a taste of the metal adorned on his lip as well as his tongue. You could feel a bit of warm drool dripping down your chin as Hyunjin found his way down your jaw placing open mouth kisses, a small whine leaving your lips.

"fuck", You felt his teeth sinking on the soft skin of your neck that you knew would be leaving a mark. But he didn't stop there continuing up till your cleavage where the only reason he stopped was cause your top interfered in between.

"You had your fun it seems", You smile pushing him onto the bed, the confusion in his eyes soon replacing with amusement as you took off your top and got down on your knees. You play with his waist band just to push his buttons a small hiss leaving his lips, "don't fucking tease me, baby". You let out a small giggle before finally sliding down his shorts along with his boxers allowing his cock to spring out. He wasn't ridiculously big but still big enough to make you wonder if you would actually be able to take him.

You started out with small kitty licks pumping the rest with your hand. Hyunjin lets out a low groan as his hand holds up your hair. Not getting enough with your teasing, his grip on hair gets tighter as he forces your mouth to take him in, startling you just for a second before you let him set a pace. "Such a good girl", as the praise leaves his lips you feel your wetness in between your legs and it wasn't because of the sea. Tears escape your eyes as he relentlessly fucks your mouth, low moans leaving his lips, his half lidded eyes enjoying the state you were in with your spit dripping down the dark bruises decorating your chest, him being the cause of all of it.

You could feel his dick twitching as he bucked his hip, releasing in your mouth, his movement slowing down allowing you to pull back with a pop sound. You locked your eyes with his, swallowing his release as his hand grips your jaw, his lips against yours once again as he tastes himself through you. "You fucking swallow every guy you meet?", He whispered in between the kiss as you shake your head, "only you"

A small chuckle leaves his lips as he slightly pushes you down on the mattress. Pulling down your skirt along with your lace panties, he lets your white top, which became translucent due to being wet stay as it turned him on seeing your hardened nipples poking out due the lack of your bra. He takes a moment to appreciate your body, your smudged mascara along with your messy hair, as your eyes tired but still filled with lust stared back at him, your plump lips curved up in a smirk. Everything about you seemed so perfect.

Without wasting any more time Hyunjin went straight down, planting wet open-mouthed kisses along your inner thighs, sucking harshly in between forcing a needy whine out of your lips.

"Hyunie please", You whisper, unable to keep up with his teasing, you wanted him to release your desperation. "So needy, princess", He chuckled against your skin, his breath tickling you a bit. A loud moan left your lips as he finally licked a stripe of your folds, the cold metal on his tongue adding more to the pleasure. "Fuck, please don't stop", Your fingers pull him closer to your heat, your grip on his hair sudden and strong making him moan at the slight painful feeling sending vibrations down your nerves making you arch your back as he forced your legs open. "So fucking filthy are you", He pulls back, his lips glistening with your fluids as he slowly oozes in two of his fingers making your wall clench around him. "That's it please don't stop", you let out a broken sob, mixed with your moan that you weren't even sure if he heard you correct. He hadn't even properly fucked you and yet you were already going dumb for him, a man you only met a few hours ago. His thumb circled your clit applying just the correct pressure as his fingers continued to slide in and out of you. The knot in your stomach became more vivid but before you could be undone, Hyunjin pulled out, a frustrated cry leaving your lips as you opened your eyes meeting his smug face as he sucked off his own fingers enjoying the taste of you.

"You're gonna come on my dick, my love", he whispered his lips ghosting over your jaw as his fingers wrapped around your neck. "Look at me", His voice was commanding as you struggled to keep your eyes open while he stretched your walls. This wasn't your first time but it had been so long since your last intercourse that the unusual pain still caused a few tears to roll down your cheeks, "aw my baby", Hyunjin's thumb wiped off a tear as he gave you a few seconds to adjust. "You know if you want me to stop, I will right", He reminded you as you shook your head, "but I don't want you to stop", you mumble, his lips finding yours again as he slowly begins to move making you moan in between the kiss. As he sets a pace the grip of his fingers around your neck too becomes tighter keeping you at loss of breath. "Fuck, so fucking tight", Hyunjin moans as he shuts his eyes, your walls continuously clenching around him providing him the right amount of sensations, "you take me so well", his grip around your neck loosens as you feel him chasing his high, increasing his pace enough to make you feel your orgasm approaching, "baby, I'm so close", You whine, "Then fucking come on me, Princess", He continues to hit all the right spot as you come undone, your vision going blur as your head falls back into the mattress a broken moan leaving your lips as he continues to overstimulate you, "come inside me, Hyunie", You mumble as his pace slows down and you then feel the warm fluid painting your walls, some of it dripping down as he pulls out of you. "Hyunie huh?", Hyunjin lays down beside you repeating the nickname you had just called him, "well did I say anything about the princess", You snuggle in, as he plays with your hair.

This wasn't exactly how you planned your vacation to be, but after all who are you to complain.

"You wanna do round 2?"—

[tooruluv]

Tobio Kageyama x F!Reader ( part 10 ) [ final ]

❝ goodbyes hurt when the story is not finished, but the book is closed. tell me, have we started a new one? ❞

description: it had been years since you and kageyama broke up. it had been years since the two of you left each other, hatred brewing. fate works in funny ways, you thought, as you caught his eye across the café. love works in funny ways, you thought, as you woke up in his bed the next morning, his fiance calling his phone.

genre: forbidden love, cheating, ex lovers, (all characters are aged up)

word count: 2,447

warnings/notes: and that’s all, folks! i decided to post this last part early since i’ll be busy and i don’t want to keep you guys waiting!! anyway, i wanted to thank you all for coming on this insane journey and i love you all <3

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You were tangled in Kageyama, body wrapped around his as his fingers danced with yours. His bed was too small for two people, but you made it work.

Your final year of high school started the next day. You were going to make the little moments last.

You felt his heartbeat against your cheek. It was peaceful.

“Kags, I think I’m in love with you.” You told him.

“Well that’s good.” was his reply.

Tobio Kageyama stood in the empty room for a long time. He just stared blankly at the door for what felt like hours. How did everything possibly get this fucked up?

He went to rush after you, and he did. He caught you by your elbow just as you were turning the corner. Maybe he hadn’t been standing in that room for as long as he thought.

“Kageyama.” You warned, not turning around to face him. “Please just let go and go through with this stupid wedding so I can dance at the reception.”

“I’m in love with you.” He said. “I’m in love with you. How can you tell me that you love me and then expect me to marry her right after?”

“Kageyama.” You warned again, this time turning around.

The minute your eyes met his blue ones, you had to stop yourself from tearing up. This was it. It was the final moments. You were letting him go, moving on, giving him up. You couldn’t do it anymore. This back and forth, this cheating and constant ups and downs. It was exhausting to love him.

And you knew that it was exhausting him, too. So, you were ending it.

“I love you. I’m in love with you.”

“You can say it all you want, Kags.” You took his fingers off of your elbow. “In minutes from now, you’re going to be married. To a girl you love. To a girl you cheated for, a girl you’ve been in a relationship for years while I was not here.”

“Yes, while you weren’t here. But you’re here. Now. You’re here and I love you and you love me and I don’t see why it has to be so difficult…”

“Because it is.” You were unusually calm while he was starting to panic. “Because everything about this is difficult. You’re getting married, Kags. Married.”

“But I won’t if…”

“When you proposed, what did you tell her?”

“What?”

“When you proposed to Hana, what did you tell her? What were your promises?”

“That I would marry her and stick with her for as long as she’ll let me.” Kageyama searched for the memory. “And that I would pay for dinner.”

You smiled. “See. And she’s still letting you stick with her. So do it.”

You reached up and placed a kiss to his cheek. It burned.

With a heavy heart, you walked towards the entrance. You had a call to make.

“Oikawa?” You were surprised that he answered.

Inside of the church, it was beautiful and bright. Outside, it was incredibly windy and getting dark quick. But you had to call your best friend.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“Listen.” You swallowed. “Kawa, I shouldn’t have left like that. I’m so sorry. I just…”

“Please don’t think I’m mad at you.” Oikawa interrupted. You felt a weight lift off of your chest. “I promise you, I am not even a little bit angry with you. I would’ve dipped too if you confessed your undying love for me.”

You laughed. “I think we should talk about it though. Not over the phone, but in general. Maybe I’ll come over after the reception.”

“We can talk about it if you want. I don’t expect anything, I know you’re in love with The King. Obviously. I do think we should probably keep fucking though.”

This time both of you were laughing.

Tooru Oikawa was something else.

After you left, when you were on the plane with tears streaming down your cheeks, Kageyama felt like shit.

He wanted to text you. Maybe call one of your parents when you land and ask them if you were alright. He shouldn’t have told you that he hated you, because it wasn’t true. And he never lied like that to anyone, ever.

And it was Hana who ran out after him, calling him a million names that he had just called himself under his breath.

“She’s devastated.” Hana told him.

“So am I.”

Your leg bounced as you sat on the bench. Tsukki sat beside you, and he placed a hand on your knee.

“You’re stressing me out.”

“The plan worked.”

“The plan worked. We got them both jealous. Now all we have to do is have way too much fun at this reception.”

“We haven’t even seen Hana yet, how do you know she’s jealous?” you blinked.

“I just ran into her.”

Hana had run directly into Kei Tsukishima.

He was leaving the bathroom, and ran directly into her. Like an old cliché where they push each other over and he helps her pick up her books. Except they’re older than that, and she was in a wedding gown.

He helped steady her, placing his hands on her hips. She thanked him without a second glance.

“Thank you, thank you,” and the second she realized who her savior was, “Oh. Hi, Tsukishima. I didn’t expect you to come.”

“You can still call me Tsukki, you know. No need to be formal. I’m literally at your wedding.”

“That’s true.” She laughed but there was no humor to it.

That’s when he noticed how distraught she looked. To anyone else she would look perfect, but he noticed. He noticed the flush on her face, the one piece of hair that was misplaced. Something was wrong.

“You’re marrying him.” Tsukki told her.

She bit her lip.

“You’re running away.”

“He’s in love with someone else, Tsukki.” Hana’s shoulders dropped. “I’m not fucking stupid. I would know if my fiancé was cheating on me. Going through with this wedding would only stop him from getting what he wants. What he needs.”

“You’re telling me you want to run away from this wedding for his sake?”

“Tsukki, I know how it looks.”

“No. You don’t. Nor do you know how it feels.” Tsukki grabbed her hands, forcing her to look at him. “You’re going to marry him because you love him. Because you invited the guy you cheated on him with to the wedding. Because you live with him. Because you have been in a relationship with him for years now despite all of the other bullshit. You’re not stupid.”

“Shouldn’t you be telling me to run away with you?” Hana looked down at their hands. “Shouldn’t this be the part where I confess that it should be you at the end of the alter and I fucked up big time?”

“If this were some bullshit movie your parents make you watch.” Tsukki chuckled. “But this is real life. And if I know you, I know you would never consider leaving all of those people in there. And, I’m not in love with you anymore so I wouldn’t ask you to run away with me.”

“Then why’d you come?”

“Mainly to make you and your groom jealous. It’s fun to see you both flustered.”

“Why would I be flustered or jealous on my wedding day?”

“Guess who my date is.” Tsukki took his hands out of hers and sent her a wink before heading back to his seat beside yours.

The second that he ran into you, Kageyama froze.

He couldn’t believe that you were standing in front of him, buying a drink as if it were the most casual thing in the entire world. Like you had been back for a long time. Had you been back for a long time?

That’s when you made eye contact with him.

And that’s when Kageyama knew that everything building up to that moment was all for not, because you were the only thing he could see.

“Kageyama?” The best man entered the hallway, searching for the man of the hour. “Hey! Come on, they’re starting soon which means you have to be at the end of the aisle. Let’s go. It’s time!”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“Tobio Kageyama.” Hinata stood directly in front of his best friend. Well, a little bit lower. “What are you talking about?”

“She told me that she was in love with me.”

The “she” in question didn’t need to be clarified.

“Which is obvious.”

“You knew?”

“Kageyama, do you think that she’s the type to become a mistress for the hell of it?” Hinata rolled his eyes. “It’s obvious to anyone with the naked eye. The real question here is a simple one.”

“And what’s that?”

“Are you in love with Hana?”

It was two years after you had left. Two years of growth and moving and volleyball and improvement.

Kageyama was in a bar after a winning game, a couple of his teammates were there but were already on some bullshit on the club’s dance floor. He sat on the bar stools, sipping his alcohol.

That’s when he saw Hana.

A girl he hadn’t talked to in years, a girl who reminded him of you. A small piece of you still left here.

“Hana.” He greeted, waving from his seat.

She waved back, grinning. She had a couple of drinks in her, but she was pretty alert. “Kageyama.”

“How have you been?”

He shouldn’t have asked that. He should’ve just said hi, moved on. Or maybe he shouldn’t have said hi at all. Because that lead to them being together for a long time, talking and chatting and telling stories of their adult lives.

Neither of them spoke of you.

After so many drinks, and not a lot of time, they had ended up with their tongues down each other’s throats. Call it what you want, but Kageyama was leeching onto whatever memory of you that existed. In that case, it was Hana herself.

They kissed and kissed, then drank some more and kissed again. Eventually, the kisses got rougher and there was more movement involved.

Hana’s thoughts were everywhere but there. And god, Kageyama knew what he was doing. (You weren’t lying when you had told her that he was a good kisser).

Eventually, they were at Hana’s. In her bed. Tsukki hadn’t even crossed her mind until the man opened the bedroom door to see Kageyama literally inside of her.

Fuck.

“Shouldn’t you, you know, be ruining someone’s wedding right now?” Oikawa asked over the phone.

You were still outside, wind messing up your perfectly placed hair. You didn’t care, the thought of Oikawa not being your friend anymore was making you physically ill.

“I am not ruining a wedding. Just… causing some wedding drama.”

“So.. ruining a wedding?”

“Fuck you.”

“As long as you don’t moan Kageyama.”

“Tooru Oikawa I swear to everything that is holy…”

“Love!” A voice called from behind you. Tsukki. “They’re about to start.”

“Coming!” you turned back. “I’ll call you when it’s over, yeah?”

“Yeah. Don’t kill anyone!”

“No promises.” You repeated Tsukki.

He couldn’t focus on the girl in front of him. Hana was stunning, beautiful, out of a magazine. But his mind was full of nothing but you.

He thought of you when he greeted everyone. He thought of you when Hinata stopped him. He thought of you when he watched Hana walk down the aisle. He thought of you when he first started to date her. He thought of you when he was inside of her on Tsukki’s bed. He thought of you every minute of the past five years.

You could feel him stare at you. You were on one of the church benches, sitting next to Tsukki and watching the wedding. You stared back, not even forging a blink.

As she walked down the aisle and everyone was staring at her, Hana’s eyes were on Tsukki. But only for a glance. You caught it, Kageyama caught it, and Tsukki definitely caught it. By the smirk on his face, he knew more than you did, but you didn’t say anything.

Kageyama’s mind was preoccupied by you when the officiant spoke. He felt as though his mind was playing a million different symphonies and each one of them was you.

You were in love with him. And he was getting married to someone else.

None of this felt real. He was staring from above, watching like a ghost at his own fucking wedding. But still, he couldn’t stop staring at you. In the crowd. When you should be the one in white.

“Hana Peters, do you take Tobio Kageyama to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

“I do.” She was hesitant but stated it clearly. Maybe she did love him.

“Tobio Kageyama, do you take Hana Peters to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for…”

“I can’t.”

The word slipped his tongue before he could stop them. The entire room froze on the spot, an unbreathing heavy silence that hung low in the air. He took his hands out of Hana’s.

Hana froze, but didn’t say anything. Her eyes went immediately to yours.

“I can’t. You and I both know that I can’t.” Kageyama’s eyes flicked to Hana’s for a second, only to look directly at you. More eyes started to look at who the groom is staring at, you shifted in your seat. What was he doing?

He left the alter.

Kageyama was walking away.

Why the fuck was he walking away?

Except, he wasn’t. No. He was walking towards you.

You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t move. The entire room was deafeningly silent.

His hand held out for yours.

fin.

[saffron-nova21]

XX. Sleepover in Tokyo (Pt. 2)

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The sleepover was great. After enjoying the day in Tokyo with the team, you all returned to the Nekoma High gym, where you all were scattered around in sleeping bags and blankets.

While some went to sleep almost immediately, others ended up pulling their different sleeping mats, whether it be their palates of blankets, or their sleeping bags, closer to one another. You and Kyotani were the last two asleep, falling asleep with Lev on one side of you both and Tadashi and Tsukki on the other. You ended up in a tangle of limbs, your back to his chest. He held you tight against him, your body curled up and his curled around you.

And you both slept soundly through the night... And well after everyone else had woken which meant that they had very happily taken pictures of the two of you.

The two of you didn’t wake until around eleven, you waking at the feeling of Kentarō burying his face in your neck. A quiet yawn escapes you, “Morning, Puppy,” your words are soft, sweet, as you open your eyes, spotting the team, your brother, and best friend not paying attention to the two of you.

You turn in his arms to face him, his grip on you never faltering. “We’re going out today,” he tells you, honey brown eyes never wavering as they stare at you.

You nod, “Alright... You know... As odd as this sounds... You make me feel really safe.”

His expression changes again, the male closing his eyes as he presses his forehead to yours. “No one has ever believed in me, supported me, and trusted me... Like you have.” He tells you.

Bringing your hands to his cheeks, he opens his eyes to look into your eyes yes again. “Kyotani Kentarō, I’m going to spend all of my time making sure that you know that you are a good person and deserve love.”

The male just smiles a bit and shakes his head. “Go get dressed and ready and I’ll treat you to boba,” he murmurs to you.

“Pay attention to me,” Lev whines as he hangs his arm around your shoulders, glancing down to catch sight of you shared texts. “Tell me about him. And you guys.”

You glance at Lev, being able to contain your grin. “I really like him,” you laugh a bit. “And I know he’d never hurt me.” Little did you know how everyone else saw you when you talked to him, features simply lighting up. “With my last relationship, I guess I let everything that happened get to my head. I couldn’t stop thinking about some of the things he said. I kept myself from relationships forever because of it.

“The team helped me heal... After meeting Kenta, though... I don’t know what it is about him, maybe it’s the anger issues and a bad-guy with a soft spot for me trope, but he makes me feel happy. He makes me feel so happy, happier than ever before, in fact. I didn’t even feel this way with my previous boyfriend. I think I might have realized it when I watched him play, but seeing that look on his face when he’d won... Everytime he landed a spike. He looked so proud.” You breathe, “I never want to stop seeing that look on his face. And I never want him to stop looking at me the way he does.”

Lev stares at you for a long minute, before laughing under his breath. “You sound like you’re in lo—... Wait... Y/N... Are you in love with him?”

“I know it’s early,” you play with the ends of your hair, glancing up at your friend. “But I think I am.”

His grin can’t be contained as the dork practically bounces with joy. “Y/N, that’s amazing!” He hugs you, before glancing at your phone and seeing the message from Kyotani. “Speak of the devil!”

While you were out with Lev, you found a stuffed puppy and bought it for Kentarō.

After you got out of the bathroom, all of the boys hyped you up beyond belief, like the sweethearts they are.

Kyotani has always wanted to be someone’s protector, for someone to rely on him and trust him to protect and care about them. Though he knows you don’t need his protection, knowing he makes you feel safer makes his day.

So, I’m not really able to reply to your comments for whatever reason, but 🥺🥰 Seeing y’all comments and reblogs makes my day and I adore all of you so much!

I hope you guys are still enjoying Learning to Love! I’m enjoying writing it a lot! Anyways, I hope you guys are all doing wonderfully! I also wanted to note that my PMs are always open and I love hearing from you guys!

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"Huh… there's something I've been meaning to ask, I left you alone for a while because your bad mood was terrible and I didn't want to get fired… You always curse at me but you always end up sitting down to smoke and tell me what's bothering you when I ask you. The last few times I asked you, you didn't come sit with me and kept everything to yourself. Was it just because of the case or…?" “You can call me whatever you want, at the office or not.” That was a potentially very dangerous and distracting privilege, but Zhao Yunlan didn’t like the idea of Lin Jing going back to just calling him ‘Zhao-chu’ like the rest of the department. Zhao Yunlan chuckled a bit thinking about how many times over the past few weeks that he had practically fled from Lin Jing’s side after snapping at him to get back to work. He had been such a mess. “It wasn’t the case that was bothering me. The case was just something there that I tried to throw myself into as distraction, not that it worked very well.” Turning in Lin Jing’s hold, Zhao Yunlan looked at the other’s face for a moment. “Do you want to know what was troubling me so much?” “Of course I do,” Lin Jing replied easily. “I do care, in case you haven’t noticed yet.”

Chapter snippet because @tazzy-ace and I forgot to post the link the day we updated the fic ;-; BUT HERE IT IS!

[scribbling-stiks]

Retrievers - XLIII - Unstable Flights

A loud cheer erupts from below, and Russia's heart skips a beat. America swoops into the air, blood falling from him into the abyss from his foot, which is glowing a light blue.

On his back is a huge set of glowing, bright blue wings. They look like that of a falcon and are around twenty-five or twenty-seven meters wingspan if Russia had to guess. Russia stares up with wide eyes, and his mouth goes dry.

'Beautiful.'

America hoots and folds the wings in. He dives down and snatches Kansas up into the air. Kansas shrieks and clings to America's arms. America soars across and drops Kansas just above the ground. Kansas rolls to a stop and America snatches up New Mexico and Alabama, one under each arm.

America's foot bleeds furiously. Russia's heart sinks further.

'He's losing a lot of blood.'

America starts to get wobbly after getting Mississippi and the Carolinas across. Russia bites his tongue. The thing begins shredding the door, and Russia can hear it as it rips the metal.

'He's hurting himself.'

The door bends, and Russia slams against it.

'But we don't have another choice.'

America grabs North Dakota and Florida and flies them across. He sinks lower and lower. He just barely avoids crashing into a tree.

"I don't think I trust that!" Ukraine screams.

"It's our only chance!" Finland argues.

South Dakota and Alberta have been treacherously flown across. America circles around and tosses Texas and Ohio into the treeline. Russia makes eye contact with Ukraine. Mexico hoots as she's dropped into the trees.

"Go," Russia demands.

The door bows toward them and Finland pushes back. Ukraine runs over to the edge and America swoops down and grabs him. Ukraine yelps and sings wildly. America's flight becomes jerky. The door begins to push apart. Russia cringes.

'It's about to break.'

Finland looks at him and then glances at her gun that lays discarded right in front of the doors. Russia nods. Finland jumps back and Russia rolls out of the way when the creature comes crashing through. Russia looks up to Finland screaming. He freezes.

The creature has her by the upper arm, thrashing around and blood goes everywhere. Then she flies toward the wall and lands with a yelp. Russia runs over and his blood runs cold.

Finland is bleeding profusely from where her right elbow used to be. Russia freezes for a moment when he hears the creature start gnashing its teeth again. He spins to see it jumping up at America, who is slow to react and ascend. Russia charges.

"GET FIN!" Russia shouts, shoulder checking the beast.

America nods sluggishly and grabs her with some difficulty. They looked like a bloody raincloud. The thing rushed at Russia, and he side-steps. It rams into the wall at full force, leaving a dent behind. But it's quick to hop back to its feet. Russia backs up as it stalks toward him.

Rocks slide out from under his feet, and Russia looks back to see cracks of earth that lead to darkness.

'And probably death.'

The thing lunges. Russia backs up out of instinct. His feet leave the ground. Wind rushes through his ears. He flails in panic.

Hands grab him under his shoulders. He's yanked up, and the arms are shaking and unstable.

He opens his eyes to see an approaching sheer cliff of dirt and stone. He readies himself for impact. Then, he's yanked upwards and dropped into the grass. He rolls to a stop. He looks up to find America, only to see him limply falling toward the ground.

"BEAM!"

A deafening crash interrupts him. America falls out of view and Russia chases after him. He follows the bloody trench to America. He's curled on the ground in a growing pool of blood.

"America?!" Russia asks desperately.

Russia pulls America up, and the wings disappear. America looks up with a weak smile.

"Hi, Ruby."

"Oh thank God," Russia mumbles.

Russia pulls America's feet out from under him and gasps. New Mexico shrieks.

Almost a third of his foot is missing, and the shoe itself had been shredded. All the smaller toes, save the one next to the big toe, are gone. The tendons and muscles twitch. The whole thing glows a flickering blue.

Then his heart stops and he jumps up. North Dakota and Florida take his place and begin to cover America's foot in gauze they retrieve from a first aid kid North Dakota had packed. Mexico turns America on his side into a recovery position. Alberta collects pine needles and Ohio drops his jacket over it to create a cushion for the foot.

At least, what's still left of it. Russia swallows back nausea.

"Where's Fin?" Russia demands.

South Carolina looks up from bandaging North Carolina and mutely points. Russia runs out of the tree cover to see Finland writhing, holding the stump that remained of her arm. Texas is standing nearby, holding his belt.

"I need to stop the bleeding!" Texas screams, trying to wrestle Finland.

Russia runs forward and grabs Finland into a bear hug against his chest. At least, he tries. He wraps his arms around her chest and pulls her back to him. Blood soaks his shirt.

"You have to calm down or you're going to bleed to death!" Russia screams into Finland's ear.

Finland stills and Texas jumps over her legs. He grabs her arm.

"I'm puttin' on a tourniquet. I know it's gonna hurt, but I can't have you bleeding out on me."

Texas secures the belt as close to the shoulder joint as he can manage. Finland screams as he tightens it. Russia's heart sinks. He holds tighter.

"We have to get out of plain sight," Russia says.

Texas nods. Texas takes Finland's ankles, and Russia carefully hoists Finland up with her good arm. Finland bits her good hand to muffle her cries of pain. Russia flinches with every single one.

They manage to drag Finland back to America, where Kansas, Ohio, and South Dakota start making a camp of sorts. Mexico is crouching behind America, rubbing his back. America is crying. The tears make Russia's heart shatter.

Alabama and Mississippi run into the area with sticks and twigs and New Mexico arranges rocks to form a firepit.

"Do you have any painkillers in there?" Finland asks.

"No. Sorry," North Dakota replies, her voice sounds strained.

"Oh... okay," Finland mumbles, her head lulling back.

"Hey, don't go to sleep," Ohio says, prodding at her face.

"Okay," Finland replies with a groan, "God, now I need a new arm."

The trees form a canopy above them, but there is enough room on the ground to have a fire. Russia finds himself incredibly grateful for it. Brazil clears the area inside and around the rocks. Ukraine is standing nearby, looking frozen.

America pulls himself against a tree behind him. His eyes light up again. Livid.

"All of you. Here. Now."

Texas walks forward. New Mexico, South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi, and North Carolina shuffle forward. Brazil and Mexico try to collect more wood. Russia sits next to America.

"Why are you here?" America demands.

"We wanted to help."

"That isn't true," Kansas says, crossing his arms, "and if it is, it's not everything."

Texas looks away.

"I will ask you again. Why are you here?"

"I..."

"Did Dixie let you leave?" America snaps, his magic flashing.

"No! No, he didn't even know."

"You didn't tell him?!"

Texas stares at the ground. America moves his gaze to the others. Alabama shrinks away. Mississippi looks at his feet. North Carolina sits down, and South Carolina helps her down. New Mexico stares next to America's head.

"Whose idea was it?"

"..."

"I asked a question!"

Texas mumbles something, and America tries to stand. Russia jumps up and pulls him back down.

"Beam, you have to sit down."

America growls and falls back. He lays his bandaged foot out in front of him.

"Texas!" America shouts, "come here!"

Texas shuffles forward, his shoulders hunched.

"What the fuck were you thinking? Why did you come here?! Why did you think this was a good idea? YOU WERE TOLD TO STAY HOME FOR A REASON!"

Texas' shoulders shake a little. America doesn't seem to notice.

"And not only did you decide to come here, which was a stupid decision, by the way, but you also dragged your siblings along! Did they even want to come?!"

Texas pauses before shaking his head. Texas takes his hat off and begins twisting it between his hands.

"We were fine! We were okay! And now-"

Russia puts a hand on America's shoulder.

"Meri, please. Calm down."

"Why?!"

"You're going to say something you're going to regret."

America growls.

"Now we-"

"America!" Russia shouts.

"Why won't you let me finish?!"

Russia flinches and his ears fold down.

"It's not his fault."

"It would've gone much better if they just stayed home! We almost died, Russia!"

Russia leans away for a second, his ears pinning back. He looks up to see Texas swiping at his face.

"I'm sorry."

"You should be! You should not have left! You're not okay!"

"Well, I don't want to be useless!" Texas screams.

America flinches back, gasping a little.

"Baby..." America mumbles, regret filling his voice.

"I'm sorry I keep fucking everything up, okay?! I'm just trying to help! I don't- I didn't want anyone to get hurt..."

Sobs escape Texas' mouth. The anger that had filled Russia's chest dissipates.

"I didn't think I'd fuck this up too. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left. I know Dixie is angry. I know you're angry. I'm so sorry."

"Tazzy," America says softly, "I'm not just angry. I'm always worried about you, all of you, and now I find out that you left without letting anyone know. What if you got captured? What if you went missing? What if you died?!"

Texas starts crying. Russia stands up and opens his arms. Texas slowly walks into him and hugs him. Russia could feel Texas hugging him tightly. Russia begins purring, trying to comfort his own swirling emotions and Texas' as well. Texas quiets and shakes.

Alabama and Mississippi hug Russia as well, both teary-eyed. Russia opens his arms and continues purring as loud as he can. America starts crying himself, and Russia's tail puffs up a little.

Mexico pulls America into a side-hug. Finland whines and groans, looking at her nub with confusion. Alberta sits quietly at Ukraine's feet. South Carolina shivers violently against North Carolina. The rest of the states try to start a fire with the driest sticks they could. A cold wind whips through the trees.

'What a mess.'

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Italics mean Polish in this chapter.

Poland scowls and storms out of the meeting. The Nations meeting was called in New York, but Poland could almost feel America's apprehension in the air. Why he was so nervous, Poland didn't care to find out. 

'Those countries are so frustrating.'

He wanders through the halls of the building blindly, trying to calm himself down before he started screaming. After a few minutes of quickly trekking through the hallways, he looks around only to realize he's lost in a part of the building he'd never seen before.

He huffs in frustration.

'Now where am I?'

He contemplates asking for help and ultimately decides that no, he was not going to ask anyone for directions. He could find his way back himself.

After an hour of wandering deeper into the twisting hallways, he scowls and kicks the wall. 

'Why does this building have to be so large anyway?!'

He growls and sits down against the wall, resolving to wait until someone came to find him. He knew the agents who accompanied him here would probably find him. He sits there for a few minutes until he hears a set of footsteps approaching him. He looks up and sees a flag he doesn't recognize. It looks like the Chilian flag, but the blue stripe and the star are longer. He jumps back a little, startled.

"Howdy," The figure says with a wide grin, his eyes shining the telltale yellow of a personification, "you seem a little lost."

Poland scowls. The figure gives a smaller smile before moving to sit on the other side of the hallway.

"Are you one of the countries?" the figure asks.

"You say that as if you're not."

"Well, between you and me. I'm not. At least, not anymore."

Poland looks up more this time and sees the figure offering a welcoming smile. He stares in confusion.

"Are you some kind of state?"

"Hmm... You might have to come with me to find out. I know Dad says not to talk to the countries, but you aren't one of the ones he warns about, so I think you're fine."

Poland stands, his anger completely gone, and is replaced by curiosity. 

"Besides," the figure continues, "I didn't even know countries could come back here. The name's Texas by the way."

"Poland."

"Nice to meet ya!" Texas exclaims, offering a hand. 

When Poland doesn't immediately take it, Texas drops his hand. Poland feels surprised and a little relieved when he didn't have to follow through with getting closer to the mysterious figure. 

"Don't worry about it," Texas says, waving off the attempt, "I know some of y'all don't like contact. Nothing to worry about."

Poland feels himself relax a little, but he scolds himself for it.

Poland trails after Texas, but Texas doesn't seem bothered in the slightest at the lack of conversation. Texas walks through the building as if he had been here hundreds of times before. Eventually, they reach a meeting room with yelling and crashing inside. It doesn't sound violent, but it is loud.

"Are you okay with loud noises?" Texas asks, hand on the doorknob.

Poland nods. Texas opens the door and Poland is hit with a wall of sound. Laughter and shouts of insults ring out in the air.

"Howdy, y'all!" Texas yells.

"Hi, Tex!"

"Hey, Tazzy!"

"Wait," another figure says, a yellow diamond on a faded green background, "who is that? Dad said no guests."

"Well, Poland here isn't one of the countries Dad told us to worry about."

The yellow diamond mutters with an unsure look before they shrug. The people start crowding around him and Poland takes a deep breath, getting ready to wait for them back off when there is a shout.

"HEY! Back up!" one of the taller people shouts, "You're making them uncomfortable!"

The figures back up and give Poland more than enough breathing room with apologies floating in the air.

"Hi!" The tallest of the group says, "I'm California, but you can call me Cali. We're the United States."

"America's states?" Poland asks.

"Yes," the oldest of the group replies, a child of about 7 or 8 in her arms, "America doesn't say much about us to the countries."

Poland nods in agreement and is herded into one of the chairs around the table. He sits back, confused, but seeing them try their best not to make him feel trapped felt refreshing. They make sure not to block the door and they try to give him space, though the younger ones do need some correcting. Poland decides to stay, if only for a few minutes. The polite company is appreciated.

Then, someone sits across from him. He looks up at the person popping cookies into their mouth. The figure swallows before speaking.

"Hi. I'm Kentucky. Want one?"

Poland gives a nervous nod and Kentucky slides a few of the cookies across the table. 

He begins munching on them and smiles. 

'Not a bad group.'

Then someone else walks up. 

"The name's New York," The figure says with a curt wave before leaning over the table.

"Do not tell the other countries about us," New York says in Polish, causing Poland's head to whip up, "America has been trying to keep us away from the countries. Texas wasn't supposed to bring you here, but now that you know, there isn't much we can do now unless you want to try the memory wiping spell."

"I can keep a secret."

New York nods, and Poland sees respect in his eye.

"Getting past Tex is a test of character. You don't got to go off on him," Kentucky says. 

"I was just making sure."

Kentucky shrugs and offers another cookie, which Poland accepts.

Then a little kid runs up to him. He looks over at the star spelled face of the youngest in the group.

"Hi! I'm Alaska. Do you wanna play games with us?" the child says, bouncing in excitement.

Poland couldn't find it in him to refuse. He ignores the calls on his phone and shouts in victory as he laps Arizona and Idaho.

"You're cheating!" Minnesota shouts.

Poland cackles.

Then the door starts opening and Poland looks up to see America walking in.

"Hi kids. How's it going..." America trails off, making eye contact with Poland. 

Poland immediately notices how pale America got and feels almost bad for him. Poland stands up, handing the controller to Utah, who takes it with a cheer. But before he can start, South Carolina steps up beside him.

"Dad! Texas found him in the hallway. Can we keep him? Please?" South Carolina says.

"I-uh..."

"No one will know that they are here," Poland says quietly. 

America's eyes lock on Poland and stay there for a few moments. America sighs.

"Fine, but only if he wants to stay," America relents.

Poland smiles and the states cheer wildly. America smiles and shakes his head. 

"They're looking for you," America says. 

"F*** them," Poland says, "I am not going back in there."

America shrugs. 

"Fair enough."

Poland takes a seat at the table and Alabama hands him a plate with a piece of pie on it. He shovels forkfuls into his mouth while cheering Texas on.

'America never had anything to do with letting them tear me apart,' Poland ponders.

America sits down beside him and Poland nods in acknowledgment.

"You seem to be having fun," America says with a gentle smile.

Poland nods enthusiastically. America sighs before fixing a stern gaze onto Poland. Poland drops his fork and stares back.

"Don't hurt any of them and don't tell anyone," America says, "and maybe you can start coming around for holidays and hanging out with the kids when we're stationed here for meetings."

Poland's eyes light up. 

"Really?" 

"Yes. They need someone else to help keep them on track anyway and you seem to be having fun," America says with a wink.

This makes Poland a lot happier than he had expected. He grins. America smiles widely back. Poland's phone begins ringing near constantly and Poland finally answers, walking out into the hallway to do so.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"I will meet you at the entrance."

"We will see you there, sir."

Poland hangs up and sighs. He walks back into the room and taps America's shoulder. America turns around and flashes him a smile.

"Could you show me back to the main entrance?"

"Of course. Follow me," America says, "Behave yourselves!" he shouts over his shoulder.

When the agents ask where he had been and why America is with him, he simply tells them he had gotten lost after he stormed off and America found him and led him back.

"Bye Poland!" America calls, waving wildly. 

Poland laughs quietly and waves back. The other countries who are standing around the lobby give him strange looks for the interaction, but Poland waves them off. He masks his grin and walks out quietly with the agents, who escort him to the airport. 

'That was the best meeting I have attended,' Poland thinks, hiding the accompanying smile with his hand, 'I may have to take up America on his offer.'

Special thanks to @drizzeltheraincat for the idea!!

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The Secrets We Keep  -  Part 2

Part One

I pulled my white 1970 Mercury Cougar into the parking lot to my apartment complex four and a half hours after hitting the road.  A personal best for me.  It was pushing 4 A.M, I was beyond exhausted and I still had a lot of work to do before I could even think about getting to sleep.

The trunk sprang open and I pulled my pink quilted duffle bag from it, slinging the handles over my shoulder as best as I could.  The staircase leading to my front door welcomed me home and I took each step as if I were climbing a mountain.  Everything was sore and I could feel my eyelids fighting my exhaustion.

My neighbor’s door, as always, was cracked open.  Mrs. Kellar was the president (and only member) of the local neighborhood watch and I was just lucky enough to have her right next door.  I pulled the key to my front door from my pocket as silently as possible, hoping to avoid yet another awkward encounter with the busybody, but to no avail.

“Little late to just be getting home, don’t you think Y/N?”  She poked her head out of the door, angrily staring at me with the judgmental eyes of a disappointed grandmother. Her hair was wrapped in a nightcap and her yellow plush robe was tied too tightly around her waist. She clutched at the neck of her robe as if holding her pearl necklace in astonishment.  “Yep,” was my only response.

“I don’t want no hooligan’s in my building, ya know.  This is a nice quiet place.”  I nodded silently. “Goodnight, Mrs. Kellar.”  I opened my front door and walked into the dining room, closing the door behind me. I could hear my neighbor’s astonishment and aberration of the level of disrespect that no good neighbor of hers showed as she complained to the emptiness of her own apartment and I listened through the paper-thin walls. My bag dropped from my shoulder and hit the floor with a thud.

I glanced at my dining room table.  In any other home, it would be where meals were eaten, and family meetings took place. Instead, my table was covered edge to edge with newspaper clippings, police reports and crime scene photos.  I started picking up each document.  Most of them were directly related to the case I’d just wrapped up.  But some of the reports and photos were for one I was looking into that would take me a few states away; further than I’d gone yet.

Within an hour, my garbage can was full of scraps of paper from my closed case, and all my research for the next one was happily hidden in the firesafe that was tucked away in my closet. Five fifteen in the morning now and every inch of me was screaming for bed.  With my secret work and life safely tucked away from prying eyes, I happily obliged and fell headfirst into my bed without bothering to peal off the well-worn and filthy clothes I had been working in hours before.

The sound of fists slamming against my front door startled me awake.  My eyes flickered as I struggled to focus on the face of the clock the rested on my nightstand.  One o’clock?! There was no way I’d slept that long. My cellphone charger that lay next to my clock sat empty.  Damnit! I began searching my pockets for my phone as I sprang out of bed and sprinted for the door.

The knocking on my door rang out yet again. “Yeah, I’m coming!” I shouted; my voice still heavy with sleep. I yanked the door open and came face to face with a very angry faced Dean Winchester, and his brother, Sam, standing just behind him with his arms crossed, radiating various emotions; none of which I could read.

“Oh good,” Dean sarcastically greeted me. “You’re not dead.  See ya.”  He made a move to turn away from the door and head for the stairs but his brother’s hand pushed him back as Sam shook his head at him.

“Sorry, I just woke up. I didn’t realize how late it was.” I took a step back, allowing them both into the apartment. “When did you guys get in?”  I looked at Dean and over to Sam.  He nodded at me silently with the hint of a smile at his mouth as he finally uncrossed his arms and shoved his hands into his deep pockets.  

“Couple of hours ago. Just long enough to have called you a dozen times and start going out of our minds worrying.”  It was obvious Dean wasn’t going to let this one go.

“Dean, I was out super late and I crashed.  Hard.  No need to worry.  I’m fine. All parts intact and good to go.” I made a show of spreading each arm and leg out independently before turning in a circle as if he needed to inspect me for damages. Dean’s face finally broke as he rolled his eyes and sighed. “Never do that again.”  

“Yeah, yeah.” I muttered as he pulled me into a hug. “Y/N, you reek.  Why do you smell like a housefire?”

Internally, I panicked as I cursed myself for forgoing changing out of my clothes when I got in. “Bonfire,” I explained as coolly as I could muster.  Sam’s eyes narrowed as he looked at me. “You hate bonfires.”

“Yeah, well, not when tequila is involved,” I responded as I gave him double finger guns, feeling ridiculous.  They seemed to accept my answer.

“Come on,” Dean looked at me.  “Get showered, get dressed. Let’s go.” Now it was my turn to be confused. “We’re in town for like a day.  We’re going out and you’re coming with us.”  I rolled my eyes but began walking back towards my bedroom, grabbing the duffle bag off of the floor and carrying it with me.

“Ten minutes!” Dean yelled after me as I closed the door to my room.  I threw the bag on my bed and immediately unzipped it, knowing my cell phone would be inside.  Picking it up and pressing the wake button, the screen only flashed “Low battery” at me for a moment before the screen went black and the phone turned off completely. I quickly laid it on my charging pad on the nightstand and headed to the shower.

Fifteen minutes later, I was fresh, clean, and dressed.  I threw my still damp hair up into a bun and quickly rolled on deodorant before tapping my phone’s screen.  “55%, good enough for me.”  

I opened the door and walked into the living room. “Okay, I’m set. Let’s go.”  

“Great,” Dean exclaimed, rubbing his hands together. “I’m driving.”  Dean always drove.  It was an accepted and unwritten rule.

We piled in the car, Dean in the driver’s seat, Sam sitting shotgun and me in the back sitting behind Dean. “Where to?” I asked. “Dude,” Dean replied, his voice full of incredulity.  “The casino. That place has the best shrimp cocktail in town.  That, booze and blackjack and I’m good.”  

“Works for me.”  I settled into the seat and pulled my phone out of my pocket as it continuously vibrated, alerting me to each missed call, voicemail and text message that had come through throughout the course of the day.

I flipped through the text messages. Mostly from Dean, beginning with “About an hour out.  See you soon.”  Followed up with “You still free?”  and “Where are you?” getting progressively more panicked as time went by. There was one from my boss letting me know he wouldn’t be in the office the next day, and the last one from Sam that was just a question mark.  It went hand in hand with his behavior since I’d opened the front door; silent stoicism.

The voicemails were far less numerous so I pushed the dial button and began listening to them.  Sam’s easily identifiable sigh rang through the phone and into my ear before the line disconnected.  Then a message from Dean with threats of bodily harm if I wasn’t already being held hostage by a homicidal maniac.  And the final message was from Sam.  He began with a deep breath before he spoke. “I just need you to be okay. I need you to call Dean or call me and just…I just need you to be okay.  I know I was a jerk and I know I ruined it, but I care.  I still care, so much.  Just be okay.”  I looked up at him, my eyebrows pursed and my mouth slightly agape.  The phone was still up to my ear as Sam’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror. All stoicism vanished as panic appeared in his eyes as he turned his head to face me.  

Part 3 

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