#then my brother not deciding on his costume till this week and needing help

[prankprincess123]

Frantically scrambling to finish my costume for ComicCon, and my gloves finally arrive in the mail! Except they're neon pink spandex, not the baby pink satin they're supposed to be, and now I REALLY want to just scream.

[neteyamssyulang]

✶ The Masked Flame ✶

✶ Pairing: Toxic ex boyfriend Lo’ak x Fem omaticaya reader ✶

✶ Based on my darlings @ lowryv request ✶

✶ Summary: Kiri had managed to drag you to this masked party at the human outpost, what you didn’t expect was for your ex to show up.

✶ Warnings: Toxic Lo’ak, slightly drunk (both), Obsessive Lo’ak, Dom Lo’ak, Sub reader, P in V, Choking, Ass smacking, Creampie, Marking.

✶ Total word count: 1956 ✶

✶ Translation(s): kelku -> home, skxawng -> moron/idiot, kalweyaveng -> Son of a bitch, Alu tsenga nga lu kemwiä yawntutsyìp -> That is where you are wrong darling, Nga lu otkn -> You are mine, klsr tsal -> Say it, Kehe, Oe rilnh kolan kä txal tsonta eywa -> No, I would rather go back to eywa. Yawne -> Beloved.

✶ A/N: I did not expect to write this much but I loved this idea so much! Also I know most masked parties aren’t probably like this but I couldn’t pass it up. Anyways enjoy! <3

Why did you agree to this? Why were you so naive that you couldn’t even realize it was him at first?

The day had started off with Kiri coming over to weave some costumes and masks for this party the humans were throwing at the outpost.

“Oh cmon y/n it’ll be fun! Trust me you’ll love it” Kiri said while giving you her best puppy dog eyes Jake had taught her.

She had to practically beg you to go since she didn’t want to go alone and you needed to get out and enjoy yourself again.

Chuckling softly you finally gave in “Alright alright I will go with you.” Your friend squealed and hugged you tightly till you felt like you were about to pass out.

You hadn’t really left your family’s kelku that much ever since you and her brother Lo’ak broke up a week ago, things just weren’t working out between you guys.

Unfortunately while you were starting to move on he couldn’t seem to get over you, he’s the reason why you didn’t want to go out. Whenever you tried he’d always be there, watching, waiting.

The motherfucker was crazy, even though you broke up he kept telling others that you were still together and that you were just being stubborn.

Kiri tried to help get her brother to leave you alone but Lo’ak doesn’t listen to anyone, he’s the clan rebel. Everyone knows how he is and why his relationships don’t last that long, he’s just- ugh.

He never obsessed this much over any of his ex’s so why was he so fucking obsessed with you? It made you angry in a way because now all the males steared clear of you not wanting to anger Lo’ak.

It took a few hours but the costumes were finished, your costume was a gold beaded top with more bead’s attached to each side loosely, a gold loincloth with beads attached all around the top of it and then falling down the middle, and two gold beaded armbands. Your mask was also gold with small flowers on it and beads falling down the front of it, the humans were nice and let you use it.

For Kiri’s costume she made a red beaded top with feathers in it, a long red loincloth with beads decorated into it, and her mask was what the humans called sequin red with rhinestones covering it.

The party wasn’t going to start for another hour but Kiri had insisted you both get dressed so it won’t take too long and you won’t have to rush anything, unbeknownst to both of you though Lo’ak had also decided to go.

Spider was the one to suggest Lo’ak should go just so he could get his mind off of you and maybe even have a quick fuck, he only agreed so that his friend could shut up about it.

“Cmon bro! There’s plenty of other females who would gladly throw themselves at you, you need to forget about y/n.” Spider sighed looking at his bestfriend who still layed on his bed staring at the ceiling.

Lo’ak groaned annoyed before grabbing the pillow behind his head chucking it at Spider who yelped as it hit him in the face “If it’ll shut your skxawng ass up fine I’ll go.”

Lo’ak had opted to wear a black mask with gold swirls on the sides along with a black loincloth he had sewn himself.

It was finally time to leave for the party, you and Kiri walked hand in hand dressed beautifully in your costumes towards the outpost.

Nearing it you heard the sounds of human music being played mixed with both human and na’vi shouting and laughing.

Kiri had separated from you sometime as you were trying to make your way through the sea of na’vi towards the refreshments table.

The only drinks were pongu pongu and water, normally you weren’t a big drinker but tonight you decided to eywa with it and downed a cup with the alcohol.

You had maybe 3 or 4 cups before you fell a bit drunk, unfortunately it was also around the time when Lo’ak and spider showed up aswell.

One of the male avatars who’s name was Rowan had come up from behind you startling you as he placed his hand on your shoulder,turning around your met with a very handsome face

“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help but say that I think you look very beautiful and I was wondering if you’d maybe like to dance?” The male smiled nervously as he removed his hand from you in order to hold it out for you to take.

You were drunk but could still think a bit so you nodded “Sure, I’d love to dance.” You retuned the smile as you took his hand letting him lead you to the dance floor the humans had installed, it had lights that flashed different colors.

Rowan placed your arms around his neck before placing his hands on your waist, the two of you held eye contact as you gently swayed to the music. It was a slow song after all, or atleast it was till you spotted Kiri talking to the DJ with a mischievous grin on her face.

Next thing you know 23 by mike will made it starts playing and everyone is hollering as now these two girls -one na’vi and one human- start dancing on the poles in the middle of the dance floor.

Your eyes widened at the foreign act but quickly you became intrigued, Rowan had now moved behind you placing his hands on your hips while leaving soft kisses along the side of your neck.

Lo’ak was starting to enjoy this up until he looked over at the dance floor and immediately recognized you. His mouth fell open as he took in your costume but immediately scowled as he saw the other male touching you while leaving kisses on your neck.

He dropped the pongu pongu from his hand and pushed the small human who was giving him a lap dance off of him before walking over towards you.

Lo’ak practically ripped the guy off you punching him in the face then grabbed you by the arm dragging you away from the party and deep into the forest.

You didn’t know what was going on or who was taking you away, all you knew was that you were drunk, horny, and dying for some release.

Deciding you two were enough ways away from the party he shoved you against a tree wrapping one of his hands around your neck while the other held onto your hip.

“How dare you let another man touch what’s mine!” he hissed squeezing your neck a bit. Your ears pinned back against your skull as a soft whine escaped you.

Who was this man? You didn’t know, you didn’t know what he was talking about. Your gaze went to the ground avoiding the male infront of you.

Lo’ak did not like that, the hand he had on your throat moved to your chin up forcing you to look at him, with his other hand he moved the beads of your mask to the side before smashing his lips against yours.

The kiss was anything but gentle, it was aggressive leaving you breathless trying to pull away much to Lo’aks distaste. You didn’t even notice that he had removed your top and loincloth discarding them off to the side as well as his own loincloth.

Eventually he broke the kiss trailing them to your neck sucking and nipping at it, your small moans filled his ears till he couldn’t stand it anymore. He needed you.

Not giving a shit letting the alcohol get to him Lo’ak picked you up positioning himself at your entrance then slammed you down onto his thick shaft.

A shriek left your lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck clinging onto him, Lo’ak wasted no time and began to pound into up you mercilessly making you scream.

He didn’t care if you were broken up you were still his, you belonged to him no one else. His jealousy and anger fueled his desire to keep taking you roughly hitting all the right spots.

Your orgasm was approaching rapidly, Lo’ak could tell from the way your walls fluttered around his cock with each thrust he delivered into you.

“That’s it..” he cooed pushing deeper inside your aching pussy “Cum for me princess.” Your eyes locked with his and immediately you shook your head no realizing who it was you were with.

Lo’ak chuckled darkly “Oh baby.. you don’t have a choice, your mine, you.will.listen.to.me” Each word was delivered with a particularly harsh thrust coaxing out small cries from you.

You tried to fight off your orgasm but fuck did he feel good inside you, mentally smacking yourself you pushed that thought aside and squirmed in his hold “L-let go of me Lo’ak!”

A growl rumbled through Lo’aks chest as he buried himself to the hilt stilling himself inside of you. “You do not make the rules darling” he hissed baring his fangs then with one of his hands he removed his mask aswell as yours tossing them somewhere.

Narrowing your eyes you brought one of your hands up slapping him across the face “I am not yours anymore you kalweyaveng!”

If Lo’ak wasn’t angry before he sure as hell was now, he pulled away from the tree taking only a few steps before pulling out and literally dropping you onto the mossy ground.

You yelped as your bottom hit the ground but quickly moved to get up, Lo’ak got on his knees pushing you back down onto the ground then flipped you over over onto your stomach.

One of his hands grabbed your wrists pinning them against your back while the other lined himself with your entrance plunging back inside.

He moved the free hand to the back of your neck holding you down as he rutted into you from behind “Alu tsenga nga lu kemwiä yawntutsyìp” he chuckled softly picking up his pace aiming for the spongey part inside of you.

Tears began falling from your eyes as your lost orgasm resurfaced hitting you will full force, your screams filled the area as you came squirting your juices on Lo’aks lower abdomen and thighs.

“Nga lu otkn” he growled “klsr tsal!” he removed the hand on your wrists bringing it down hard against your ass making you yelp.

“Kehe! Oe would kolan kä txal tsonta eywa!” You hissed earning yourself another harsh smack against your ass.

Lo’ak fumed stilling his hips so he could flip you over onto your back without pulling out of you, once that was finished he leaned down placing his head into the crook of your neck inhaling your scent.

Before you got a chance to shove him off of you his merciful pace started back up hitting your sweet spot every single time making you see stars.

You felt him graze his fangs over your neck making you shudder “D-don’t..” , marking was only meant for mates which you and Lo’ak would never be.

Well, again he doesn’t listen for shit. As he neared his climax he delivered one more harsh thrust into you before stilling his hips and sinking his fangs into your neck.

Your eyes rolled back as you came again digging your nails into his back groaning, you felt him spill his thick warm seed into you while he kept you close to him.

A few moments pass then Lo’ak unlatches from your neck admiring his mark on you, his eyes lock with yours now “Now everyone will know your mine yawne.”

[books-and-catears]

Hopefully I'm not bothering once again but I wanted to share yet another thingy thing I thought of

Mc suddenly didn't show up for 2 classes, so one of the brothers goes to search for them, and see that- They fell asleep, and a small cerberus puppy was asleep on them as well (basically just,, like a different breed of cerberus)

Awww this ask is so freaking adorable I can't~ thank you so much. YOU NEVER BOTHER ME. Ask as much as you want I'm always delighted.

EXTREME FLUFF ALERT.

Lucifer

You're usually a pretty responsible student. Of course you occasionally bunk a class because either Mammon drags you onto one of his misadventures or Belphie doesn't let you leave till late.

But two classes in a row? He didn't like the sound of that. What are you becoming MC?

"Where did you see them last?" Lucifer inquires around as he tries to find you.

It didn't take him too long, you are at the house itself. In the living room, near the window.

With your head tilted against the headrest, your eyes closed in deep sleep. You even had your uniform on. And what's that in your lap? A puppy?

A three headed puppy lay curled up in your lap, all three heads asleep and nuzzling at stomach.

Lucifer broke into a smile, his face reddening. Damnit who gave you the right to look this cute?

If this is the reason you didn't show up... Well he can write some absent notes for you.

Gets his jacket to cover both and the pupper up.

Strictly warns his brothers not to go in and disturb you.

Mammon

"Oi human! Pick up the damn phone!" He keeps trying to call but you don't pick up. And then sighs knowing you probably can't even hear your DDD cause you keep it on silent.

Classes are boring as they are, now he's even more restless. You are the one person who helps in concentrate in class. Two at a time is too much to take!

Starts hunting for you in the all classrooms and then heads home.

Oh look there's MC! "MC what are ya doing at home- OH!" Shuts up when he sees you sleeping, holding a puppy in your arms.

Involuntarily snaps like 50 pictures of you. One of them is his wallpaper now.

IT'S NOT LIKE YOU LOOK CUTE OR ANYTHING! He just couldn't help it!

Also grumbles at the puppy for a while out of jealousy.

Stays next to you until you wake up.

Leviathan

MC where are you!!! The second class just ended!!! Are you bunking on purpose LOL - Levi constantly kept texting you like this and yet no replies.

Now who will ramble to about the new TSL series? No this is too much.

Gets busy looking for you. Man this is just like that anime 'Hunting down my missing best friend or else I die of boredom'!

Starts a whole detective game sequence where he interacts with anything and everything to get a clue of where you are.

He almost nosebleeds when he sees you and the puppy curled up and sleeping.

Too cute MC. Too cute. You're killing him.

Took a lot of pictures and but it didn't feel like enough. Also low-key jealous of the puppy.

So he just sits there and starts drawing you and the puppy in anime style with different costumes.

Satan

'MC you're missing important classes, are you okay?' He also sends you a message. Usually you reply to him almost instantly. He gets worried when you don't.

He usually takes down notes for you and explains when he gets back. And he is certain that sometimes you miss classes just so he can teach you instead.

Detective Satan mode activated. He is also the fastest at finding you.

When he says fast asleep with a puppy on your lap, he breaks into a chuckle.

How typical. You fell asleep exactly the same way in his room with a two kittens on your lap last week.

He also takes a photo adding to his secret gallery 'MC + pets'. It's top secret.

Gently raises your head and places a pillow so your neck doesn't hurt when you wake up.

Decides to stay by your side and make notes for you till you wake up.

Asmodeus

Why isn't MC picking up his calls?! MC stop stressing him out, it's bad for his skin!

If you were planning to skip classes, then you could have joined him in a shopping spree instead.

Promptly starts a search for you by charming whoever he can. Creates so much fuss over a missing human.

Eventually Satan tells him and he finds you at home in deep sleep with a cute puppy on your lap.

INSTANT PHOTOSHOOT FOR DEVILGRAM!

He will literally set up the lighting and clean up the surroundings so fast and so noiselessly.

He secretly marvels at how much you've accepted Devildom as your own.

A three headed puppy doesn't even faze you, you love and hold it all the same.

Falls asleep next to you. Extra beauty sleep? Yes please.

Beelzebub

MC isn't in class? Perhaps they're in the cafeteria? He's usually lost in his own thoughts about what to have for lunch so he didn't notice at first

MC come back he needs to share his snacks. He even got your favourite pudding.

Almost sniffs you out like a dog when he goes home. He chuckles and smiles, as he sees you in deep sleep while the puppy lies on your lap, it's tail wrapped around your finger.

It reminds him of how Belphie used to hold Beel while sleeping when they were kids.

Carries you so gently to the bed, puppy and all and covers you up with a blanket. And he does it flawlessly cause he has had to do it with Belphie before.

Leaves your favorite pudding and school lunch all wrapped up on the table for you to have when you wake up.

Belphegor

He could tell MC wasnt in class cause he couldn't sleep well. He generally sat beside or behind MC, their presence gave him the better sleep.

Of course none of his idiot brothers know where MC is. Ugh. Why does he have to everything around here?

He goes straight home, he knows there is nowhere you like to be alone at school. And he is right when he finds you.

How can someone possibly look so cute when they're sleeping? He cups your cheek and runs a hand through your hair like you do to him when he's asleep.

Also that's a lucky puppy to be sleeping in your lap. He knows it's where he sleeps best.

Also takes a picture and sets it as his screensaver.

And then he gently shoves the puppy aside and rests his own head on your lap and falls fast asleep.

[little-fairy-forest]

Gone to voicemail | 5

Bakugou x fem!reader, angst, fluff, romance

Summary : Bakugou and Y/n go through hardships during their engagement, will they be able to wait for each other at the alter or will they find someone new to share their vows with?

Bakugou scrolled down the webpage showing houses and apartments for sale, he wanted to find one soon. He wasn't looking for anything specific really, just something he can move into and think about decorating later.

The sun from his office windows were beaming through his blinds, shining onto his computer screen as he sips his coffee he got during his lunch break. He leans back on his chair as he writes down some notes on different rentals he is interested in. He clicks his pen in frustration as he can't decide on what to do

His phone rings from his desk drawer, Katsuki puts down his pen and opens the drawer to see who is calling him during work, people know not to annoy him at all– especially during work, only a brave soul would dare annoy The Katsuki Bakugou

Camie is calling...

"What does she need? The fuck, shouldn't she be in work or somthin'" katsuki asks out loud as he answers the phone and placing it to his ear

"Hello?" He asks

"Hi Katsu, what's up? Are you still on your break?" Camie asks as she chirps down the phone

"Yeah, I have some time before I gotta finish my paperwork before the interns arrive next term, why?" Katsuki doesn't know why shes calling, there isn't  a reason

"Just checking on you that's all, how have you been handling things with y/n? I heard she moved out"

Where did she find this out from?

"Yeah she did, moved into her brothers for a bit till her name is off the lease in a few weeks, I'm also looking for an apartment but rent is high in Tokyo, dunno what to do really, might move back in with the old hag for a while to sort shit out"

"I could move in if it helps work out rent? It will take the pressure off of you to walk paprika and to cook? I'm a good cook!"

"Nah its alright, your an alright cook but not better then me" Katsuki smiles as me compliments himself as he slowly spins on his chair in his office looking at the artwork on his walls, mainly of hero posters of himself and people he has collaborated with over the years

"You sure? Because I remember you enjoying my cooking way back when" Camie joked as she giggled over the phone remembering back on the find memory

"Not true! You burnt the dinner and I had to swoop in and show you how it's done! and then you took the credit!" Katsuki explains fondly as he remembers the look of disappointment when Camie showed Katsuki the burnt noodles as she sheepishly asks him to help her with the dinner she had planned to surprise him with for their 2 year anniversary

"Yeah yeah whatever, do you want me staying over it not?"

"No it's fine, I might have the idiots over later if you want to join, nothing special just having a small celebration for Dunce faces promotion" Katsuki asks as he rubs his face as the summer sun beats down on his face through the windows during the peak of the day, making him sweat a little

"Sure! I'll bring some goodies to enjoy~"

"Yeah be there on time alright! Don't mess around, they should be there around 7ish at my place"

"Don't worry I won't be, see yeah there. I'll text you if anything pops up with work, bye"

"See ya"

Katsuki ends the phone call and leans back on his chair as the leather sticks to his back with the sweat lining his clothing due to the heat, he should probably go shower in the locker rooms and change before he heads home, which won't be for a few more hours. He still has the meeting about new a  merchandise range involving perfumes and colognes, who would want to smell like him?

Weirdos that's who

He gets up off his desk chair and makes his way to his storage units in his office that holds his hero costume and his gym gear,

"May as well train if I'm already sweaty"

Katsuki makes his way down to the gym in the building, very practical really.

He thinks about new ways to get stronger against the villains...what a day to be a hero

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You walk around your office as you try to gather everything you need to show Shinsou your new idea for his merch, you wanted to focus on his younger audience and to stay on the cheaper side so they are able to afford it since hero merch can be very pricey,

You look at the small box in your arms, it's a small Shinou action figure as he is in his casual clothes best part? You added little cat ears as a headpiece in the back for kids to wear, purple cat ears since his fans made their own and declared that be the signature merch peice to identify his fans

You walked around to collect anything you need before heading down to Shinous office which is a few minutes walk down the road, not to far. Good thing since it's very warm out, middle of summer heat in japan is not something you want to be in if your stressed due to you probably over heating

*ping*

Shinsou : what's your coffee order?

"He only sent me a picture of his coffee run not even two hours ago...he needs some real sleep"

Y/n : (coffee drink/other preference) please! I'll be there in 10

You walk down your hallway with the toy in hand getting ready to show your favourite purple headed boy, as you got to the entrance door of your office block you can feel the summer heat pounding against your face. Your happy you can wear whatever you want in your workplace, you normally go fancy casual to stay professional but flexible since you move around alot.

***

Time passes and you made your way into the small meeting room in Shinsou's agency. The room is mainly used for small meetings between floors but it's okay for you to be here since you're partners with his agency so they are all familiar with you and your company

"Look who arrive safely" Shinsou says as he arrives just behind you as he keeps the door open for Kaminari since he is carrying the drinks

"Hey y/n! How's it been?" Kaminari gleams as he places the drinks onto the table and sits down across from where you are standing

"I'm doing better, hard times but you have to power through it during work since its home life ya know?"

"Yeah, sucks though really here's your drink. I wanted a hot chocolate but Tinky winky over here said it's too warm, so I got an iced coffee instead with extra caramel" Kaminari says triumphantly as he sips his drink and leans back on his chair

"Your either going to be bouncing off the walls with that drink or a heart attack" Shinosh says as he grabs his black coffee with extra espresso shots

"Thank you again, I'm sure you are on the path for a heart attack aswell with all that caffeine" you tease as you stir your drink

"Whatever" shinsou knows he won't win that argument again since you've been having it for years since he never goes asleep and relies on caffeine, better then those energy drinks Kaminari baught for him

"Soooo let's see what your creative little head came up with! I've been dying to see what you made!" Kaminari is excited to see what you have planned for the launch

You took out the toy and showed them, both of their eyes winded and grins appeared on their faces, much like the ones kids will have when they see the toy themselves

"Well, I started small and went with a basic casual outfit for tinky winky–"

"Not funny"

"Sorry, and I added a real branded version of those headbands your fans make at meet and greets, I was thinking of doing a collector's series of headbands, themed after different things? Maybe different cat species?" You suggests as you wait for their approval

"This is so cute...wow" was shinsous first reaction as he held the prototype in front of him as he looked at it closer

"He needs to be smaller, he ain't that tall, and a smile would he nice " Kaminari joked

"Real funny" shinsou deadpanned

The meeting progressed on longer as you talked about budgets, market sales, advertimes and the likes.

You wanted this to be a successful sale and to help boost your friends hero popularity as much as you can, it also helps take your mind of other lingering thoughts during the day and at night when your at home

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Bakugou was long home by now, he finished cleaning the apartment as he gets ready for his friends to arrive. Man did he need to relax and have a drink, maybe he should act more like paprika– who was currently sniffing the snacks on the coffee table. She was trained not to eat off tables but unfortunately Kaminari likes to feed her when he is present why? Because apparently he is her duncle– dog uncle...katsuki jokes it's short for "dunce unkle"

Katsuki opens Netlfix to browse when his friends get here to play something for background noise as they all catch up and unwind after a long week of hero work

*knock* *knock*

"Your hussy's are here~"

How embarrassing can they be?! That was Kaminari's voice as katsuki could hear the giggles that followed

He opened the door and let them in, Kirishima high fives the blond as he shows him the beers he brought, kirishima goes to place a few of them in the fridge Sero following with more drinks

"Hey Katsu~" Camie chimes as she goes in for a hug with Katsuki, he diverts to a side hug as she keeps her arm holding the wine slightly away to make sure it doesn't fall

"Katsu?" Sero whispers to kirishima as they place the drinks to cool in the fridge, kirishima gives him a weirded look and shrugges

"Hey, tch ya'll know I don't do hugs"

"Yeah well, it's a special occasion"

"Go find somewhere to sit, since dunce face has probably taken up all the room"

"Not true! It's actually paprika who has!" Kaminari states in a matter of fact way

"Get her off, I just hovered for fucks sake..."

***

Time goes by and everyone his having fun, sharing jokes, sipping away on their respected drinks. Well– Kaminari has resorted to capri-suns not too long ago since he felt sick and Sero is the designated driver for the night

Camie is pretty tipsy, she has been giggling at Kirishima's horrible jokes for a while and they break their shit laughing as if it was the funniest joke in the world

"So Bakubro, will we see you and y/n anytime soon together? The hero gala is comin' up soon" Kaminari asks as he pets paprika as she sits across his lap

"Dunno *hiccup* I'm gonna give her some time to herself for a while *hiccup* before I try to mend our relationship"

Bakugou is slouched on the armchair as he cradles a beer, he had finished his whiskey long before, one you got him for his birthday.

His hangover tomorrow is gonna be rough

"You were cute together bro! I was stoked for the wedding...I baught a cute suit aswell" Kirishima begins to tear up at the fancy pair of crocs he baught, he was going to save them for the reception to dance in easier, they had sparkles too!

"Yeah, fucking love her to bits man...shame shit went south so quick...I had a feelin' it was comin' too *burp* whattcan ya do?"

Camie shifts in her seat as she hears Katsuki talk so fondly of you, her heart is aching knowing he won't ever speak of her that way again...not unless she acts quickly

"Katsu?" Camie asks

"Katsu~" Kaminari mocks, kirishima hits him the the gut as he electric boy is now holding his sore stomach

"What?" Katsuki doesn't look at Camie as he swirls his beer

"What are the chances of us trying again?"

The room is silent, the only noise is the show playing on the tv long forgotten about. Sero is the only sober one, the only one to remember this event in the morning, he takes out his phone and presses voice recording incase something happends and he can prove in the morning, he knows she will try and cover her tracks if she starts to talk shit like she has in the past during events to the group, sero was sick of her attitude towards you, you both good friends and he respected you a lot

"Not a chance girly, I'm sure your fan boys are waiting at your beck and call...ahaha..." Katsuki laughs at the thought of them getting together again

"You sure? I mean...we were perfect together...and I still love...you.." Camie starts to get emotional at the confession, deffiently the alcohol speaking,

"Well I don't love you idiot, your a dumbass for thinkin' I'd fuckin' love ya after all these years? *hiccup* honestly what did you expect I was about to get married for fucks sake" Kastuki began to tear up also at the thought of not being able to marry you anymore, it still crushes his sole knowing you can chose to walk away from him forever if you refuse the counselling

"Well...Y/n never seemed to get along with me, she never included me in shit–" camie stops to take a breath, Sero is trying to remain calm but oh will he have fun showing you this tomorrow

"She fucking took you away from me! She came out of know where– and just magically has you wrapped around her finger?!" Camie is a crying mess, Kaminari is shocked at seeing his friend break down crying, Kirishima looks over at Katsuki, who has an emotion painted on his face far to often, it's a face anyone could point out if you met the blond

Pissed

"Out of nowhere where?! NOWHERE!? YOU FUCKIN' STOPPED CARING ABOUT ME AS SOON AS YOU GOT FOLLOWERS AND BRAND DEALS DURING MY FINAL YEAR!" katsuki is pissed that Camie tried to insinuate such things about you,

The truth is Camie stop talking to Katsuki over the span of a few weeks during the time when she started to get brand deals since she was the year above Katsuki and he felt left out and didn't feel like they were in love anymore...so he stopped the relationship before it got sour.

"She ruined all that we had! *sob* s-she always had everyone's attention since she over dressed and was a try hard!"

"How dare you say such shit about y/n! You must have big balls to say that to my face!"

Katsuki is beyond pissed

"For your information Camie, you were too busy posing with models then hanging out with us, you never where there for me during my stressful exams and you know who were? These shit heads" Katsuki points to the group that are speechless and have tried to stay out of the argument

"I think you should go...I'll call a taxi" Sero offers to help Camie stand and collect her things, she continued to cry all this time, make up ruined and is a mess.

Katsuki runs his hands through his hair, beer long gone. He gets up and heads to the kitchen to grab some water to try and sober up, paprika following suit thinking she will get a treat

"Come on, the taxi has been called...try and get some sleep alright?" Sero tells Camie as he helps her put on her shoes

"What the fuck just happened" Kirishima asks,

"No idea dude...we should probably go soon though"

"Yeah...I'll get my shoes"

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@Camiexo : imagine st3aling another g8rls maaan brcau se yo,x ur crazyy

@Camiexo: bitcb

@Shinsou_ : got some plans lined up folks...stay tuned ;)

@hero-media : what is Camie thinking sending out that tweet??!! She must be under the influence she never says things like this! 😱😱 WHATS GOING ON!

@y/n_l/n : I love you <3

@Calamari_Kaminari : bread 🍞

Thank you for reading! If you have any questions about the series my inbox is open to have a chat ;)

-> part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six

-> masterlist

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[mirkwoodshewolf]

We’ll make it work; Wanda x Vision x child reader

*Author’s note*

Hey guys well it’s been a LOOONG time since I posted something OUTSIDE of the Bohemian Rhapsody/Queen fandom. So I hope that my marvel readers enjoy this cute little fic that had been on my wattpad inbox since like last Sept. And I PROMISE to those anons who have sent me requests from Doctor Who and a couple more marvel stuff, I WILL GET TO YOUR REQUESTS ASAP. So I’ll stop here for now and let you all enjoy this cute little fic :)

Taglist:

@plethora-of-things

@waddles03

@psychosupernatural

@ixchel-9275

@queensdivas

@platawnic

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

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They said it couldn’t be done.  Hell everyone would say it was downright unnatural but yet it was finally happening. After the whole battle with Thanos and managing to bring everyone back, Wanda and Vision settled down together in a quiet suburban home in upstate New York.

They built their house from the ground up using their own two hands and decided that now with the white picket fence home, they could now start thinking about having a family together.  Now of course Vision being a machine he can’t physically reproduce but as luck would have it, there was an orphanage just 30 minutes from where they lived.

Wanda submitted an application to the orphanage introducing themselves and what their preference for adopting was.  They had agreed on wanting to adopt a little girl, preferably around 4-6 years old. With some interviews, home visits, and looking through the files, Wanda and Vision finally came to an agreement on their dream child, young (Y/n) (l/n).  

An orphan that was brought to the orphanage after her mom gave birth to her in prison.

Her parents were would-be-robbers who mostly robbed homes or cabins but then they got cocky hoping to rob a bank.  Unfortunately they were caught right before they got even a foot away from the bank.  It was there her mom found out she was pregnant and gave birth in prison before the foster system brought her to the orphanage.

After reading her backstory, Wanda and Vision knew immediately they wanted to have her.  So she called the orphanage and set up a meet and greet and in one week they would get to meet their future daughter.

When the day arrived, Wanda and Vision (in his human disguise) drove up to the orphanage where they met the Head organizer Ms. Eliza Soo.  She asked them some questions that weren’t on the application like what their current jobs were, and since they were publicly named heroes, that they had their powers under control for the sake of their future daughter.

The two heroes assured Ms. Soo that they had full control of their powers and do not intend on showing their powers before young (Y/n) unless she asks them to. After about 15 minutes of chatting away, Ms. Soo told them.

“Alright. Now unlike most meet and greets that other orphanages do, we personally would like to see how the potential parents interact with our children. Instead of trying to force the child to talk in a room with 2 strangers, we ask that the potential adopters meet the child in the Playroom. Are you two up for that?”

“Yes of course. I personally understand what it feels like. For most of my childhood it was only my brother and I for years before he…...” Wanda said.  At the mention of her brother, tears flickered in her eyes but Vision took her hand in both of his and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“My wife lost her brother just shortly after we met. They were both orphaned when they were 10 years old back in her old home of Sokovia.”

“Oh I’m so sorry Ms. Maximoff, my condolences on your loss. I lost my brother around that age too. Gunshot by a rival gang member.” She took a deep breath in before exhaling out. “Now then, (Y/n) should already be heading towards the playroom if not already there by now. Allow me to escort you there so that you three may get acquainted with each other.” The three of them stood up and Ms. Soo guided them out of her office and down the hall.

They soon reached a room that was labeled at the top of the door PLAYROOM. Decorated all over the door were various art projects that the kids have done and at the bottom there were their names and ages.

“Now we’ll just observe you guys from the double-sided mirrors and see how you guys interact with her. If we see that there’s a connection, then we can proceed with the legal adoption.”

“Thank you Ms. Soo.” Vision said.  She nodded and walked off leaving the couple alone by the door.  The two of them looked at each other and Wanda asked her husband and partner.

“You ready?”

“If you are, then so am I.” Vision responded.  Wanda then reached for the doorknob and turned it on its side to open it up.

When they stepped into the room, it was completely filled with every kid of children’s toys imaginable from toy cars and trucks, dolls and action figures, even a small TV with a videogame console.  There was also drawings hung up along the wall just like there were on the door.

Soon their eyes came to young 4 year old (Y/n) (L/n).  She was at a small circular table with some paper and crayons surrounding her.  Happily humming to herself as she continued to draw on the paper.  When she saw Wanda and Vision, her head tilted to the side like an intrigued puppy.

“Are you my new mommy and daddy?”

“We—we hope to be.” Answered Wanda.  A wide smile soon spread across her face and she raced right up to them and immediately embraced Wanda.  Once she felt that little girl embrace her, a warm sensation fell over her and she already felt that maternal instinct take over.  Wanda knelt down and embraced young (Y/n) and she said. “So what is it you were drawing?”

“Come look. I’ve been working really hard on it!” like every excited child that wanted to show off their accomplishments, she dragged them both to the table and they all sat down around it and she began to show them all the drawings she’s done.

Some of them were drawings of herself out in a flower field, with her favorite animals, but one picture struck out to the two of them.

“What is this picture of (Y/n)?” Vision said as he held up a picture of (Y/n) standing between two adult figures.  But they had no hair or facial features drawn yet.

“That’s a picture of me with my new family. I…..I didn’t want to finish it till I knew it was for real. Are you guys really gonna be my new parents?” Wanda smiled and gently placed her hand on top of (Y/n)’s head and stroked down it.

“If Ms. Soo thinks we’re good with you, then yes. We will be.”

“I know one way that can help you, follow me!” she then stood up and raced over to the toy chest and opened it up.  Inside were dozens of costumes ranging from feather boas, to every kind of hat imaginable. Donated Halloween costumes, and even some props. “Since you guys are real life heroes, do you think we could play superheroes?”

Both Vision and Wanda were a little hesitant but after seeing the hopeful look in (Y/n)’s face, they agreed.  So they want up to her and they dug through the costume chest to see what all they could find.

With the wide imagination (Y/n)’s had, her and Wanda would be the heroes while Vision was to play the giant fire breathing dinosaur.  They stacked up some blocks for the town and places the toy cars to make it feel like an actual city.  

Watching them through the double-shift mirror, Ms. Soo along with some of the other workers watched the two former heroes interact with (Y/n).

“Seems (Y/n) has finally found the family she’s always wanted.” Said one of the female workers.

“I agree.” Said a male worker.  Ms. Soo who had been watching with interest, began to realize that maybe her employers were right.

After about 10min. of playtime and just getting to know her a bit more, that’s when Ms. Soo stepped into the room.  Her face was stoic as she looked at the three of them.

Wanda and Vision stood up and Vision asked.

“Ms. Soo, is there something wrong?”

“No. As a matter of fact, I’ve seen all that I’ve wanted to see. And……you guys have proven to me that you’re meant to be her future parents.”

“Really Ms. Soo?! Wanda and Vision are gonna be my new mommy and daddy?” (Y/n) asked excitedly.

“Indeed they are. We’ll have the legal forms printed out and have you both sign them. Then in a couple of weeks you can officially move in with them to your new home.” Ecstatic about the news, (Y/n) jumped up and down happily cheering at the fact she now had a new mom and dad, not only that but her new parents were Scarlet Witch and Vision.

“Thank you Ms. Soo. Thank you.” Wanda said happily.

“No need to thank me. You’re truly shown me that you both are the perfect couple to take her in.”

So for the next couple of weeks, Wanda and Vision signed any legal papers that the orphanage would send to them, get (Y/n)’s room ready for her and buy her some new toys, clothes and get her bed all made up.

Vision was currently outside building the playground that they wanted (Y/n) to play in the backyard.  It wasn’t anything grand just the basic swing set and jointed mini-clubhouse.  But as he was reading the instructions for how to hook the swings up that’s when he heard the gossiping voices of one of the neighbors next door, Karen and Felicia.

“Have you heard about the couple next door adopting a kid?” asked Felicia.

“Yes. That poor kid, having to be adopted by a bunch of freaks.” Karen mouthed out.

“I mean Wanda’s an okay girl, but I just worry about that boyfriend of hers.”

“Like he’s a freakin machine! You’ve seen all those robot shows. What if he goes all Terminator on that poor little girl?”

“I’d feel safer if her and Wanda bailed when that robot isn’t looking.”

“Amen to that sister. Oh! Did you see the recent Housewives of Orange County….” At this point Vision stopped working and went back inside.

He phased through the wall before levitating himself up towards the master bedroom and just stood there with an array of emotions buzzing about his head. Anger, fear, hurt, heartbroken, but most of all doubt.

Was he really able to take care of a child….scratch that a human being? He was an android after all.  What hope could he possibly have of taking care of a human child? He couldn’t taste properly so there’s no way he’d be able to cook for his new daughter.  There are some human emotions that he still has trouble deciphering, so how would he know what his daughter was feeling, especially once she reached her teenage years?

“Vis?” Wanda’s voice called out to him.  He looked up and saw Wanda kneeling in front of him.  Vision soon took notice that he was now on the floor, his knees curled up close to his chest, his back up against the wall. “Are you okay?”

“Wanda I—”

“Shhh, calm down. Breathe for me.” She placed her hand to the side of his head, her fingers gently brushing against his temple and he closed his eyes taking in a few deep breaths.  “You okay now?”

“Yes. Forgive me I—don’t know what came over me.”

“You were having an anxiety attack.”

“How—how is that possible?” Vision asked.  He was an android how could he have an anxiety attack?

“I don’t know.”

“Well we’ll—we’ll worry about how that’s possible later. Do you want to tell me what it was all about?” Vision looked down with regret and he whispered softly.

“I was a fool to think I could do this.”

“What? What are you saying?”

“Me. Being a—a father. To a human child.”

“What? Vision why—why would you say something like that?”

“I’m not fully human Wanda. I mean yes I can pull the disguise but—when it all comes down to it I’m a machine. After all I was originally supposed to be Ultron’s Vision.”

“But you’re not…….”

“There could be another threat. A threat that—puts you and our……I’m sorry Wanda. I shouldn’t have even spoken up about this.”

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me. Look at me Vision.” She cupped the side of his face. Her eyes filled with concern as her brow furrowed to match the concern in her eyes. “There is nothing wrong with speaking up about something like this. I’m scared too.”

“But you’re at least human. What if I—what if I hurt her?”

“You won’t.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because I feel you. Just you. And when we played with (Y/n) just two weeks ago, I could feel just how happy you were. You will not hurt her.”

“But what if…..”

“Stop.” She held out her hand as she spoke softly.  She then moved her hand and gently with her powers, showed Vision a memory of when they first met (Y/n).

Specifically the memory of when both him and (Y/n) were playing together.  It was when she (as the superhero) had slain the reptile creature and he allowed her to climb on top of him and do a victory pose with her fake sword and shield.  After awhile that’s when he suddenly came back alive and he began to playfully tickle her.

After seeing that memory, Vision turned to Wanda and she said with a warm smile.

“That’s how I know you won’t hurt her. After just knowing her for that short 10min. of playtime. You were just like how my father was with me. Kind, caring, and a heart full of love.”

“You do realize I don’t actually have a heart right?” she arched her brow at Vision annoyed. “Right, sorry.”

“You know what I mean. What I’m trying to tell you Vis is that it doesn’t matter whether your human or machine, (Y/n) loves you for who you are, who you’re going to be to her. You’re the only father she’ll never know. And as long as you care and love her, it doesn’t matter what you look like.” Vision nodded and said to his love, tears flickering in his eyes.

“Thank you Wanda. Thank you.”

“I love you Vis. So does (Y/n). I won’t deny that we’ll probably make a million mistakes but so long as we both love her together, I know we’re doing something right.” The two of them shared a soft but loving kiss before embracing each other.

In a few days (Y/n) was soon moved into her new home and just like Wanda told him, they both loved and gave her the care she was denied from her birth parents.

Of course there were the skeptical neighbors but Vision hardly paid them any mind now, because as long as he was loved by his new daughter, that’s all that mattered to him.  

Also I won’t confirm or deny that when Wanda finally found out just who was responsible for putting doubt into Vision’s head in the first place, she may or might not have given Karen visions of her worst memories and fears, while making Felicia think she had a poltergeist in her house.

[emu-lumberjack]

A Quick Meeting pt. 2

Damian is an exchange student in Paris, and Marinette doesn’t know too much about him, till a chance encounter provides an opportunity 

I finally figured out what was going on and am finally able to post part two here, finally. I’m not gonna retag those who wanted to be tagged, (tell me if you want to be) but I will put on the post that I figured it out. Thanks for sticking with me during the technical difficulties

Read part one here

Part 3 here 

part 4 here

They looked at each other vibrant blue eyes meeting piercing green. The entire class which minutes before were laughing and jeering had quieted to little more than a faint buzz. The two hadn’t said anything after they introduced themselves, both too startled to say anything else. They were left there in peace until a brunette slid between the two blocking Marinette's view of Damian.

“You must be the exchange student, I’m Lila. Don’t worry, I'll introduce you to the rest of the class and give you the tour later.” The liar herself took Damian by the elbow and dragged him off before he could say anything, still caught off guard by Marinette’s blue eyes.

There goes my chance at a friend. Marinette thought to herself fully knowing how much Lila could worm her way into anyones head. The bluenette with the sketchbook in hand went back up to her desk. She sank into her chair glad to be ignored by her former friends. Looking down she saw that most of the pages were pretty ripped up but still salvageable and right on top was the picture she had begun drawing of Damian’s eye. Grabbing her pen she started drawing the second one resolving to make it a matching pair. She was beginning to shade the second eye when a small tap on her shoulder made her jump three feet out of her chair.

“Is there someone sitting next to you?” The familiarly cold voice said.

“What? Right! No one is sitting next to me, except if you want to then I guess there is someone sitting next to me and…” Marinette tapered off as she saw Lila glaring at her. Even though she was Ladybug Marinette still wanted to avoid Lila’s ire, it was a pain to deal with at school.

Damian let out a quiet chuckle, “I guess there’s gonna be someone sitting next to you then.” He quietly sat himself down in the chair next to Marinette and started getting his books out. “Nice drawing by the way.” Marinette blushed slightly.

“Ok class time to start.” Madame Bustier said walking into the room, the conversation ceased from there, yet both parties knew they had just found a new ally.

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“What’s up Buginette.” Chat Noir said hopping down next to Ladybug. His bell made a soft little chime.

“Ya know, just the fifth night up in a row, I have three sewing projects to do.” She paused a beat, “Hey do you know anything about that new kid in class?” It had been a few weeks after Marinette gained guardianship when they decided to reveal their identities. With Adrien dating Kagami and Marinette thoroughly over her crush they both laughed at the situation and came out as good friends, and even though Damian had been in class for a week she still knew barely anything about him.

“Same as you, exchange student from Gotham. Cold, calm, and about to murder Lila.” Chat replied. He must’ve seen Damian’s face when Lila claimed she knew the Waynes. “Why? Do you like him?” Ladybug looked over to see Chat Noir’s face was filled with mocking innocence. Ladybug blushed under her mask.

“I will push you off the Eiffel Tower, or worse yet, sick Auroroe on your and Kagami’s relationship. I can see the headline now ‘Superhero Chat Noir dating girlfriend of Adrien Agreste! What will the model do when he finds out?’” Chat gave her a half-hearted punch in the arm for that, and they both had a laugh.

A few minutes later Ladybug noticed a quick blur ducking between alleyways. She gave Chat a nudge, “Did you see that?”

“See what?” He responded groggily.

“I thought I saw something ducking between the allies. It’s nothing”

“Ladybug, I know you, if you thought you saw something you saw something. I’d say go check it out. If it’s nothing, no big deal.”

“Alright, I’ll be back so don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.” she smirked back at him, without looking she threw her yoyo in the direction of the blur and swung herself out.

“That happened one time!” He yelled after her.

Ladybug swung through the alleys looking for the blur when she spotted a small light out of the corner of her eye. There it is. She stopped her approach when she heard a low voice murmur

“Yes Kent I will get you those pastries you can pick them up tomorrow?” It was Damian, Ladybug would have known the voice anywhere. She opened up her yoyo to call Chat “Hey meet me at the eiffel tower in five minutes.” Now all she had to figure out how she would get Damian up to the tower.

It didn’t take the superheroine to think up an idea. Sorry. She thought to herself before throwing her yoyo his way.

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Damian had just disconnected the call when he felt a cool wire wrap around his body. I do not need this right now he thought to himself as he was whipped up from the ground and into the arms of a familiar red and black clad superheroine.

“Ya know you could have just asked.” He said annoyed.

“But where’s the fun in that, and anyway I’ve got some questions for you.” her voice was lighter than it had been the other day, probably because there was no villain to fight.

She carried him up to a part of the Eiffel tower not easily seen by the public, where she proceeded to tie him dangling upside down by her yoyo.

“Whyyy.” he grumbled to himself, if he wanted this kind of treatment he would have stayed in Gotham with Todd.

“Ok first question, big one here. Do you know who I am?” She said sitting down.

“I don’t know your hero name, although I think your partner said Ladybug the other day, right after his terrible pun.”

“Rude.” A black clad boy said coming out of the shadows. A tail swished behind him.

“Well it’s true, you’re almost as bad as Grayson.” Damian was getting tired of this, he tried to feel into his pockets for his knife, before remembering he had left it back at his apartment.

“Everyone knows I’m Ladybug, I’m asking if you know who I am outside of the mask.” Damian turned towards the girl when she spoke.

“Well yeah. It’s rather hard to hide the blue hair.” And I’d never forget those blue eyes. The thought surprised even him.

She said something under her breath before looking at him, “This could be an issue, but if you already know then I guess there’s no use in trying to tell you off. I’m surprised, but I guess despite your looks you’re actually rather smart.”

The boy next to her let out a small laugh. “Are you going to introduce us Buginette, or am I going to have to guess.”

“Chat Noir, meet Damian. Damian meet Chat Noir.”

“So you’re the new exchange student. Ya know, put you in a fancy suit and add a little more scowl I’d think you were the Damian Wayne.” This warranted a rare laugh from Damian who after a few moments said,

“Because I am.” Chat Noir and Ladybug went pale. Damian took advantage of them being dumbstruck to feel into his pocket, There it is! He felt his phone, with a few taps he was able to hopefully get Jon’s contact up after all it was the last one he texted. He typed:

Eiffel Tower. Get here now.

“Oh. Shit.” the soft expletive dragged him from the texting. Marinette. No Ladybug in this costume, looked at him. “Lila’s new lie. Oh, my Kwamii. She’s gonna get it.”

“What’s the lie?” Chat Noir and Damian said at the same time.

“She said she’s dating, well, you.” She looked at Damian, after a beat the costume clad heroes burst into laughing, Damian looked horrified. He knew about her lying about knowing his family but this was new.

The giggling of the two heroes was interrupted when a blue blur came out of nowhere a few minutes later, and a moment after that the blur solidified into the form of a boy who had a too familiar blue suit. Damian who had just been swinging upside down was now being carried bridal style by the boy.

“We never speak of this to anyone.” He said in a low voice to Jon. “If my brothers find out I will personally end you.”

“Yeah, yeah. You say that every time I have to come save you.” The boys southern twang was more prominent than usual, probably because Damian had been spending so much time around the French. A soft “Ahem” broke the two out of their talking..

“Hello, who are you, what are you doing here…”

“And would you mind putting down the angry child.” Chat interrupted Ladybug.

“I am your age cat boy.” Damian responded, his voice may have been cool but there was a slight blush to his cheeks.

“Oh yeah. Sorry, I just got a text from Damian here saying ‘Rival them get here now.’ I had to ask Con to help, but we figured Damian meant the Eiffel Tower.” Jon put Damian down and handed the yoyo back to Ladybug. “Anyway I figured if Damian was asking for help then he actually needed it. Also my names J-”

“Superboy.” Damian interrupted before Jon could give away his secret identity. Again. Ladybug was looking at Damian, probably wondering why he had Superboys phone number, she’d hopefully come to the same conclusion everyone else did. That the youngest Wayne got into enough trouble he needed a fast way to contact the supers.

“Good to meet you superboy, I’m Ladybug and this is Chat Noir.” She took her gaze off Damian to focus it on Superboy. “Will you be in Paris long?”

“I’ll probably stay the night, make sure no one else tries to hurt Damian. Plus there's a bakery I really want to go to when it opens, the Dupain-Cheng Bakery. I’m sure you’ve heard of it.” Ladybug paled a little bit and looked at Damian.

“He doesn’t know, he’s just focused on his stomach.” Ladybug breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hey that's rude.” Jon said to Damian.

“It’s me, you expect anything different.”

“Ladybug gave a snort, “Well as funny as this is I need to talk to Damian alone, Chat can you handle patrol for a little bit? Maybe take Superboy show him around Paris for a bit.”

“Yeah I’ve got it.” with a mock bow he motioned for Superboy to follow him. Jon recognizing a fellow weeb on sight asked him about anime, and the two went off singing some theme song from their favorite anime.

“I’m suddenly very glad I’m not on patrol.” Ladybug said quietly to Damian.

“Agreed.”

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It had been a long night for Marinette, first finding out Damian was a Wayne then meeting Superboy, she had to get him alone before she exploded.

“So what did you want to talk about?” Damian turned his green eyes towards her.

“I have several questions, but is there somewhere more private we could talk?” The Paris night grew colder as the stood still.

“Yeah, we can talk at my place.”  Which is how Marinette Dupain-Cheng wound up drinking hot coco sitting on the couch at Damian Wayne's apartment.

“I can’t believe that your father lets you stay in the apartment on your own.”

“Well I’m seventeen, he knows I can take care of myself. Plus he either has one of my brothers videochat me, or pop in for a ‘quick visit’ which is their version of making sure I haven’t done some irreparable damage to anything.” He said, pouring himself a cup of tea.

“Fair enough, now do you want to tell me why you were slinking in the alleys?” She said.

“Well I needed some air. And I was maybe… looking for you.” He begrudgingly said the last part.

Marinette blushed a little bit, “And why were you looking for me?”

“Well learning that Paris has heroes, plus getting saved by one makes me a little curious. Plus after class the other day I wanted to talk.” He took a sip of his tea.

“Alright. Also  since you apparently know superboy,” Marinette was still surprised about that fact, “there’s something I wanted to ask you about.”

“Ok, shoot.”

“I noticed that ever since you came here a week ago Robin, usually right next to Batman, hasn’t been seen. Red Robin has been popping up, but no Robin. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that would you?” Although she tried to make her voice as non confrontational as possible, she still saw Damian pale. He tried to mask it by drinking his tea but Marinette still saw how he hesitated before he said,

“I don’t know Robin, I know Superboy because he is freakishly friendly and helps out around Gotham a lot.” Marinette noticed how he stared at his drink the entire time he was explaining it to her. She was debating about pushing the point further before he interrupted saying, “It wouldn’t matter if I knew him or not, the Bats all keep their identities close to their chests. No one knows who any of them are.” When he was done he looked up at Marinette, she noticed how his eyes were pleading with her to just go with it, so she did.

“Ok, so what did you want to talk about regarding Paris’ heroes.” He looked relieved, finally able to change the topic.

“Well, how did you get your powers? How long have you been active? Who are you facing? And why haven’t you called the Justice League for help?” He fired off the questions, not giving her a chance to respond.

“One at a time,” she laughed, “We get our powers from our kwamis, little gods who reside in the miraculous jewel, my kwami is named Tikki.” At mention of her name the Kwami came out and gave a little hello. “We’ve been active for about 3 years, we’re facing a villain named Hawkmoth who can use people's emotions and turn them into villains. And we did call the Justice League for help when we first started.. Green Lantern told us not to prank call him again.”  When Marinette finished Damian looked angry. Mainly at the Green Lantern bit she mentioned.

“I’ll have to talk to Superboy about it.” His voice which had been warming up suddenly felt icy.

“Speaking of which I should get back to Chat, before he and superboy decide to test their powers on each other.” Setting her cup down on the coffee table she stood up. “Thanks for the hot chocolate, and the conversation Damian, I’ll make sure to send Superboy your way. See you in class.” She said her transformation words followed by a quick “bug-out” before leaping through the window.

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Damian sat in the suddenly empty room which smelled like freshly baked bread. Marinette was true to her promise and a few minutes later Supreboy came crashing through the window. After he changed he spent the next ten minutes telling Damian about how he and Chat went around the city just talking about anime, and the differences between English and French dubs. Both eventually agreeing subbed was the best. Damian wasn’t listening instead thinking about Marinette. Smarter than she seems he thought to himself, afterall she came very close to figuring out who he was. He made a mental note to his father that they need a Robin appearance soon.

“Damian. Damian! Are you even listening to me?” Jon’s voice cut through his thoughts.

“Sorry Kent I was thinking about someone else.” Jon looked at Damian incredulously.

“I might need to get my ears cleaned. Did you just say you were thinking about someone else?! Was it that superhero Ladybug? Do you like her?” Damian’s fury was undercut by the blush that appeared on his face.

“I don’t like anyone Kent you know that, and anyway she’s a hero with a mask. I can’t like anyone who is still wearing a mask around me.” Damian set his cup down a little harder than he needed to.

“I’m sure the great detective can figure out who's behind that mask pretty easily.”

“Keep it up Kent and I’ll be sending you back to Metropolis tonight. The hard way.”

Jon held his hands up in defeat. “Fine. Fine, but you and I are going to that bakery tomorrow.”

Damian looked at Jon, “The Dupain-Cheng Bakery?” A plan was forming in his head.

“That’s the one.”

“Not a bad idea.” It was time to talk to Marinette outside of class, and outside of the mask.

[sgstories123]

An Indecent Proposal

Khairul smiled to himself. He had just gotten his paycheck for his vacation work. He planned to go buy a pack of cigarettes before meeting his friends tonight for a drink.

“Fuck!”

Khairul turned and saw a girl cursing at the ATM. A couple more expletives followed. The girl took out her card and before leaving, gave the ATM a good kick and a final “Fuck!”

The girl looked familiar. Khairul looked closely and realised that it was his classmate, Rui En. But she looked so different. In the polytechnic, she is always dressed in polo t-shirts, buttoned right to the top, and jeans or slacks. She seems so quiet and proper. He did not expect her to be cursing and swearing. And definitely did not expect her to be dressed in black leather jacket and a white sports bra and black leather skirt. She looked like some kind of girlfriend of a biker gang, if there is a biker gang in Singapore. She even put on a large earring and heavy make-up. Was she doing cosplay or attending some costume party?

“Rui En!” Khairul called out. “You okay? Need any help.”

Rui En turned around. “Oh. It is you. I am okay. What are you doing here in Bugis?”

“Just came to collect my paycheck. ATM not working?”

“No. Just no money in my bank. Ha ha!” Rui En smiled to herself. “Hey! You just got your paycheck. Can lend me $50? I will pay you back next week.”

“What do you need it for?”

“I want to buy some cigarettes.”

“Then I treat you. I am also buying cigarettes.” Khairul offered generously.

They went to a nearby 7-11 and bought cigarettes and two cans of beer. They went into the carpark of the shopping complex and selecting a secluded corner, they started smoking and drinking their beers.

“Feeling better?” Khairul asked. “I did not know that you smoke. You look so prim and proper in school.”

“Ha ha! That is just a show. My brother is in the same school. If he sees me smoking or doing something wrong, he will complain to my parents and I won’t get any allowance.”

“Oh, I see.” Khairul continued drawing on his cigarette. At closer look, he realised that Rui En is actually quite pretty. Maybe her usual dressing made her look less attractive. But wearing only a sports bra now, Khairul can see that Run En is well-endowed. Definitely at least a C-cup.

“Are you staring at my breasts?” Rui En looked at Khairul.

“Sorry. They are so nice and big. Guy thing. Cannot help myself.” Khairul tried to laugh it off.

“You guys are all the same. You go crazy seeing breasts.”

“No. Only nice, big ones like yours.” Khairul tried to defend himself.

“Anyway, can lend me $50 or not? I need some money to last me till next week.”

“Sure.” Khairul took out a $50 note and handed over to Rui En.

“Thanks.” Rui En slipped the note into her pocket. “I will pay you back next week.” She put out her cigarette, gulped down the last bit of her beer and turned towards the exit of the carpark.

“Wait.” Khairul dropped his cigarette and squished it out with his foot. “How about you do something for me and you can keep the $50. You don’t have to pay me back.”

Rui En stopped in her track and turned around. “What do you want me to do?”

Khairul took a sip of his beer to boost his courage, He tried to sound nonchalant but inside, he was feeling terrified that Rui En will get angry or worse, tell someone of his indecent proposal. But he decided to press on. Afterall, there might not be another opportunity. “Can you take off your top and let me see your boobs?”

Rui En was shocked, but only for a short while. It is not the first time that guys have offered her money to see her breasts or sleep with her. But it was usually from much older guys. It is the first time that a classmate of hers made such an offer.

“Since you are such a nice guy to buy me a smoke, I will accept your offer. $50 to see my breasts. Cannot touch. Deal?” Rui En smiled to herself. $50 to see her breasts? This is easy money.

Khairul could not believe his ears. He could only nod his head. Rui En took off her leather jacket, exposing even more skin. Khairul could see her cleavage clearly now and he found himself getting aroused. Rui En pulled her sports bra off and Khairul could see that he was right. Rui En was definitely a C cup, maybe a D cup. She had small, pinkish nipples and that made her breasts seemed even larger.

“They are so beautiful. Can I touch them?” Khairul asked.

“Well, $50 is to see them. If you want to touch them, you need to pay me another $50.” Rui En replied.

Without hesitation, Khairul pulled out another $50 and handed it over to Rui En. Before Rui En could even put the note into her pocket, Khairul was already squeezing both her breasts and playing with her nipples. He moved closer and started licking first on one nipple and then on the other, circling each with his tongue. Although Rui En tried to remain calm, she was getting aroused by Khairul. Where did Khairul learnt to pleasure her woman like this? She could feel herself getting wet and was trying desperately not to moan in pleasure. Finally, she could not take it any more and pushed Khairul away.

“I think that is enough. I need to go now.” Rui En tried to keep her voice steady. She knew she needed to get away from Khairul before he realises that he has made her so horny that she might just fuck him for free.

“Wait. Can we do more if I pay you more money?” Khairul asked. Rui En can see that Khairul was also getting aroused. His cock was making a huge tent in his pants.

“$200 and I will let you fuck me.” Rui En heard herself made an offer. What was she thinking? Was she that horny?

Khairul pushed another 4 $50 notes into Rui En’s hands and dropped his pants. His cock stood upright, oozing pre-cum. Rui En was also desperate for a cock to fill her. She pushed the notes into her pocket and slipped off her skirt. She bent down, with her hands holding on the railings of the wall. Without another word, Khairul plunged his cock into Rui En from the back. Both moaned in pleasure and their moans became louder as the rocked together as one. Khairul bent forward and grabbed Rui En’s breasts. He continued fondling them while kissing Rui En’s neck and nibbling her ears. Waves of pleasure came at Run En and she was finding it hard to remain standing. Her legs were becoming weak from the fucking. But Khairul just keep on fucking her. If anything, he seems to be getting more energetic, pushing himself faster and deeper into her.

With one final grunt, Khairul emptied his seed into her, holding her tight till his cock became soft again. He kissed her one last time before removing himself from her. “When I get my next paycheck, can we do this again?”

[hopeperspectives]

An Extraordinary Haru-Found-by-Chance Day

For a drama I literally found by chance, I’m quite shocked at how invested I was throughout its run. It has been about 2 weeks past its finale but I am still closely following news and interviews of the cast (who seem like such a lovely bunch to be around!)

*spoiler alert*

So how does one become “aware”?

Extraordinary You is primarily about the lives of high-schoolers who are manhwa characters. These characters act with motives (controlled by a writer) while they are on “stage” (the actual storyboard that manhwa readers see, whoever these readers are), and in the “shadow” (their life sans the actual storyboard). Unaware characters do not remember what happen in “shadows” - giving “aware” characters the chance to do whatever they want (e.g., skip school - I wonder why they didn’t do more of that).

But, how do characters become “aware”? I assumed the very first character who became aware in Secret was probably Dried Squid Fairy (Lee Tae Ri), but how did he become aware in the first place? How did Dan Oh become aware beyond just realising randomly one day that she has memory lapses? Is the writer’s intentions for his/her characters to be aware and hence she recycles them on purpose so they have a chance to be aware?? *Mindblown*

It’s great to see Kim Hye Yoon as a less angst teen.

I’ve come to know of Hye Yoon through Sky Castle (which I suppose is where most people know her from) and then found that she was also in Goblin (as an extra... pun intended). I will not lie but I was half expecting Dan Oh to start screaming like Ye Suh as soon as she made her appearance. Still, it did not take long before I believed Dan Oh as a tiny chirpy bubbly princess. 

Although she was an extra in Secret, Dan Oh was in almost every scene there is in Extraordinary You. Hye Yoon probably had such a tight unimaginable schedule (given this is a live-shoot drama), but she delivered over and beyond. She was the cute factor, drama factor and emotional factor. I never needed to guess what Dan Oh was feeling or thinking because Hye Yoon helps me understand Dan Oh’s every move and motive. This. Girl. Can. Act. and we should keep an eye on her (her dimples are also super adorable).

“Haru yah...”

He appears as a nameless and rather clueless extra (who for almost 4 episodes had no face or name to his fuzzy silhouette). The first thing he says is “Eun Dan Oh” (during the summer camp after stacking her fallen rocks); which is really sweet since he muttered her name even before she named him. Interestingly, it is also the last thing he says before disappearing from the Secret manhwa *still collecting my tears*. 

It’s also interesting how the first word Dan Oh actually ever hears Haru say is “sorry” (while being lost in the woods). I felt it was so apt as that would probably be the first thing Haru from the previous manhwa would have wanted to say to Dan Oh after somewhat having a part in killing her *collects more tears*

Rowoon is a new face to me (and to my utter surprise, he was actually in Where Stars Land. Like really?! How did I miss his handsome face?! And Hye Yoon adding to her SF9 collection as she moves along... Hahaha!). It was quite fun to see Haru ver.2 and Rowoon being slightly mean (because how can that face be anything but a cute puppy). 

Haru’s character development was slightly tricky to handle. He transforms from meek to bold, from unnoticeable to in-your-face-Baek-Kyung-back-off mode. Hence I can understand when Rowoon says he gave a lot of thought to Haru’s thoughts, and he definitely made Haru believable. 

While we are on Haru, let’s get this off my chest, Haru’s ending in Secret was just pure cruel. Haru only had a life in school and now he doesn’t even graduate from it?! And I cannot deal with how Dan Oh did not know about this till the last minute. I guess such a cruel ending then makes the meeting in the next manhwa more bittersweet. I loved how they were just extras because that means they can do anything they want in the shadow while being aware. But I also want that manhwa to last forever so we don’t have to go through another separation and another period of unawareness. 

That fluffy fuzzy first love feeling...

*music* “Neon naege maeil cheot sarang...” That feeling is so palpable. Hye Yoon and Rowoon nailed the dating scenes so well. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen another love that is so pure. I have no more words to say. It’s just love in its most basic form.

What’s up with you, Baek Kyung?

Moving on to our other lead. There is such a strong Baek Kyung fandom for reasons I cannot fully understand; maybe it’s because Lee Jae Wook is such a cutie behind the scenes, but Kyung is really kind of a j*rk. Baek Kyung really only redeemed himself in the last few episodes where he was slightly more human, less mean, and more active in taking over his character setup. Jae Wook though does some pretty good emotional scenes for a rookie! 

Those other relationships...

Nam Joo and Joo Da’s relationship was an unconventional one. I actually liked how Nam Joo was never ever self aware. It brings the whole relationship to another level when a self-aware Joo Da decides it is more important for Nam Joo to be happy than for her to follow her true feelings. 

Oh bless Do Hwa’s heart, he was so adorable. I was a little upset that Do Hwa didn’t get a girl. He was such a reliable friend to everyone (especially when Haru and Dan Oh lost their awareness, he was there for them). And he doesn’t even get a role in the new manhwa?!?! I really wanted to see this threesome again!

Again I have never seen Jung Gun Joo, Kim Young Dae or Lee Na Eun in any of their previous works, which seems to be the running theme of this drama. It is a whole bunch of rookies (probably extras in their previous works) who are brought together to this project and they made it work. I also liked that little last minute story of Dried Squid Fairy and Soo Hyang (thank God he found out she was aware at the very end). There was no purposeless character (though barely scrapping through is Kyung’s brother but since Bae Hyun Sung looks remotely like Park Bo Gum, I’ll let him slide).

Who had that extremely challenging job of framing?

It takes a lot to put together an entire production on film; i.e., actors don’t just turn up to say their lines and leave. Lights, costume, makeup, logistics etc. are all so important in creating the whole viewing experience. It made us believe Extraordinary You was a real alternative world. Its camera work itself deserves a mention. 

The leads (or in fact Hye Yoon with any of her male coactors) are almost a whole 30cm ruler difference in height. While that is extremely adorable for us as viewers, it must have been a nightmare for the camera to frame them. While my finite knowledge limits me, let me try to explain why I am so amazed with the camera work.

Take for example this frame (from episode 21 where Do Hwa finds out about their relationship). These two screenshots were from the same shot that lasted barely 2 seconds. You can see the camera starts framed such that Dan Oh’s necktie is not seen (so as to have a fuller shot of Haru) before it subtly pans downwards which also then results in Haru’s hair being slightly off the shot when it ends. It is such a minute detail but it matters since the last shot properly frames Dan Oh (who is the one speaking at that point). Of course, kudos to the actors too because such a tight frame means in order not to go out of shot, Rowoon and Hye Yoon need to act within a tiny amount of space (not that we are complaining...). And this is just one shot of many shots in one scene of many scenes. *mindblown again*

Besides making Hye Yoon stand or sit on boxes which do not get filmed (e.g., above - there is no way a tip-toed Dan Oh can reach that height), I liked how the planning of the scene involved her going on other random platforms/ chairs/ stairs (which do get filmed) to create a different feel - so she’s not always looking up at them.

As viewers, we obviously don’t see that much details when we are fully engrossed in the actual plot. But yes, behind the scenes work deserves so much more credit than it gets. 

I finally conclude...

I never thought I would like a high school drama that much, but Extraordinary You had it together. It wasn’t perfect, but it was genuine. I’m still a bit on the fence about its ending and whether I like the idea of Dan Oh and Haru being the only ones aware in the next manhwa. But I like that I am left thinking. And I will probably be thinking of this drama for a long time to come.

Verdict: I LOVE IT! To watch again!

[draconida]

Shance Fic Recs

Well, while I was in my AO3 profile, I realized how many bookmarks I have! So I've decided to make fic recommendation lists.   [This list will have other parts, and I include fics with Kuro and Sven]

1- Black to Blue by PuppetMaster55

Lance, the undisputed (no longer, since he finally got the team to stop questioning his position like a month ago) leader of Voltron finds himself in the absolute strangest scenario: being the Blue Paladin.

Lance, still finding his place on team Voltron, wakes up to the weirdest world: one where he's the Black Paladin.

OR, I take a universe where Lance was always the Black Paladin and have him swap bodies with canon Lance, throwing both sets of teams for a trip.

[This fic is the beginning of a series in process, super recommended]

2- Black & Blue by starboyshiro (this author writes a lot of love to Shiro)

“Something wrong, babe? Did you have a bad day or something?” Shiro asks, plopping down on the couch next to Lance.

“Nothing happened, I'm just looking at all of these cute cats thinking about how much I want one, but can't have one.” Lance frowns, resting his head on Shiro's shoulder as he continues to scroll through Instagram.

Shiro can't stand to see his boyfriend upset. That's been a proven fact since Day One of their relationship. It's only natural that when Lance mentions his disappointment at never owning a cat, Shiro goes above and beyond to cheer him up…

3- I Fold by starboyshiro [Explicit]

“Do you even know who I am?”

“Am I supposed to?”

“Most people around here do.”

An intense poker game turns into a rather steamy night. Can this scrawny grad student handle the force of the famous journalist Takashi Shirogane?

4- Is That A Bowl Of Popcorn In Your Lap Or Are You Just Happy To See Me? by munchiesafterdark [Explicit]

“How many bags should I do?” Shiro called, waving the four unopened packs in his hand at Lance questioningly.

“I think two should be fine,” Lance shrugged. “We can always pop more if… we…” He trailed off, train of thought vacating the station as Shiro turned his back to him to put the remaining packs of popcorn into the cabinets. His hips swayed to an unheard rhythm, defined muscles flexing as he reached up and slid the popcorn into place on the top shelf. Lance’s eyes trailed down to the V of his back, the sweats hanging low enough for him to spot the curve of his round ass. Yet another anomaly of those pants was the manner in which they accentuated his bottom while still remaining baggy around his legs.

The obnoxious ding of the microwave nearly startled Lance out of his skin. His shift on the couch must have been audible, Shiro raised a brow at him over his shoulder, a cocky smirk crossing his lips as he leaned over to retrieve the finished bag of popcorn.

Fuck, he was toying with him! Well, two could play that game!

5- Nasty Smoothie by strawberrylovely

Lance works in a smoothie shop. Twice a week, a certain customer comes in and orders a nasty smoothie. Lance is head over heels.

6- A Hit and A Miss (tletoe) by strawberrylovely

Basically, Lance goes to a party with Hunk and blows his friend a kiss. However, he wasn’t expecting the cute stranger standing in front of Hunk to think the kiss was for him.

7- you should let me (love you) by godsensei

There’s something in the bathtub. Suddenly, Lance is pissed at his past self for watching so many horror movies with creepy shower scenes. He’s certainly too young and beautiful to die like this, right?

Right, totally.

He hesitates, but creeps forward, peeking slowly behind the curtain.

Hm. There’s a hot guy in there.

8- just call me daddy by proletaricat [Explicit and omegaverse]

It's the typical a/b/o story - someone's off their suppressants, surprise heats, bam sex! Except this time Lance escapes capture with the help of Hunk and Shiro has to apologize for his behavior later, interrupting Lance in the middle of his Altean telenovela. Then they bang. It's... it's basically just a PWP with daddy kink and knotting.

9- Sometimes Playing Around with the Occult Can Turn Out Well (Like... REALLY well) by gorgawesome [Explicit]

Lance had the best costume prepared for this Halloween Party. He was totally gonna slay and finally get laid for the first time in MONTHS!

Except it's Halloween Night and he's stuck looking after the family bookstore, because local robberies or something. Honestly? He was too busy pouting to be listening.

Can an awful, boring night turn for the better? Yes. Yes, it can.

10- I found religion between your thighs by KillTheDirector [in process]

He had been topside for over four decades, enjoying the freedom he never had down in the pit. Routines were established then broken then reestablished, but Shiro abided by them because that’s what kept him alive.

Then he met a witch that was more suited to being an incubus than him.

11- One Symbol Off by Silas_Writes [Explicit]

anonymous whispered: Incubus/succubus shiro and witch lance use summoning circles and potions inappropriately

12- To Seduce the Seducer by singtolife [Explicit]

At a college party, Shiro meets Lance, and they hit it off immediately. Only to find out after they have sex that this amazingly sexy guy was a little too good to be true.

13- Blue Skies in Stockholm by Shanced [Explicit, non-con and Kuro]

Lance gets captured by Shiro (who was fused with Kuro by Haggar) and the rest is self indulgent kinky sex. Lance gets raped and wrecked by Shiro and develops Stockholm syndrome, or the likes of it, Shiro can apparently unfuse with Kuro and they have a really good time.

14- Treadmill by kitausu

At 2 minutes of torture in, Lance heard the buzz/click noise of someone’s electronic key activating and opening the door to the gym. And of course, because this was Lance’s life, Hunk had pushed him onto a treadmill with a mirror right in front, affording him an absolutely stunning view of the man walking through the door.

Had Lance loved till now? He was pretty sure that he had never even felt an emotion before seeing the beautiful male specimen reflected beside his face in the mirror.

or, Lance waxes poetic about Shiro's everything, and Hunk set it all up in the first place.

15- Black & Blue & Red All Over by thesynapticsnap

When Lance shows up to the gym with a limp and covered in bruises, Shiro assumes the worst (spoiler: It’s nothing bad! Nor anything kinky, surprisingly).

16- Car Door Blues by ShiekahKami

Shiro never would have expected that accidentally knocking that cute guy out could change his life for the better.

17- Give It a Shance by YonaDawn [in process]

The domestic life of Shance. At least until they become Twitter and Youtube famous. Then it's a wild domestic life.

18- Bowling for Balls? by EllaAniMine

They were just supposed to be bowling... It was harmless fun, or it was supposed to be.

Lance thought he was being funny, but a message that was supposed to be a joke was sent, and now Lance isn't laughing.

19- llévame si quieres by kalakauuas

Shiro takes his dogs to the park and meets the world’s cutest uncle and his niece.

"Lance and his little niece, petting Shiro’s dog, looking soft and serene; it’s like nothing could ever be truly wrong in the world if this is able to happen. What Shiro wouldn’t give to have this sight in front of him over and over again. He scratches Sirius behind the ears, and gets a reassuring lick in return as an act of solidarity. You’ve got this. Man’s best friend, for real."

20- (Mg,Fe2+)2(Mg,Fe2+)5Si8O22(OH)2 by starboyshiro

Lance and Shiro decided to expand their little family and adopt a dog. What they name him is rather questionable.

21- You're Worth More by AbandonedLibrary

Lance wanted to prove his pod his worth after that jackass rolo came in with black pearls in hand.

As the pearl expert in the group he needed to keep his name sake.

Though... Lance learned there are things worth more than pretty pearls.

22- Curiosity Caught a Cat by c0cunt

Shiro has been distancing himself from his friends and family for a long time. All he really has now is Matt's cat, Zekrom. At least, until a man crashes into his balcony to pet his cat.

23- Head Over Heels by saecchii [Kemonomimi and Explicit]

Shiro gains a new roommate, who he is absolutely smitten with.

24- Stray Cats by kitausu

Lance is really enamored with the cute guy who keeps coming into his pet store and buying WAY too much cat food.

or, Shiro moves into a new apartment and sees how many strays there are in the parking lot and just HAS to feed them.

25- Kiss the Bees by kitausu

Lance is smitten with the beekeeper next door.

26- BlueVoice by kitausu [Explicit]

Lance runs a relatively popular voice RP blog and one day hears his own voice coming out of the headphones of the really hot guy next to him at the gym.

27- Change of Plans by kitausu

When Shiro is left at the alter, he decides to go on his honeymoon alone. Enter Lance, the man Shiro had hired to take him and his would-be bride on a month long tour of Europe.

28- To The Grooms by AChapterCanBeABook

There is no better way to celebrate the best day of your life than reminiscing with the people who you love the most and who have been with you through nearly every step in your life. Let's not forget a little bit of embarrassment which goes along with best men speeches, especially if your best man is your brother and the other best man is his accomplice in this whole thing. nevertheless, it doesn't fail in livening up a wedding as well as making in just that much more sentimental.

29- Tell the Truth by thesynapticsnap

Lance is bitten by a 'love bug', turning him into a blushing, stammering mess around his crush- Shiro. Shiro helps him deal with the negative side effects, learning more about Lance's crush and considering his own feelings as they talk.

30- Guess Again by thesynapticsnap

Keith confronts Lance about something he witnessed during a team mind-melding exercise…too bad he’s got the wrong culprit.

31- Smooth by thesynapticsnap

Lance’s first meeting with Shiro doesn’t go as planned – it turns out so much better than he expected.

32- Blind Date by kitausu

“What’s the crisis? I thought you had a blind date? Didn’t go well?”

Lance wailed, collapsing into the couch with a dramatic sigh.

“Yesss, Hunk. He’s too handsome. He’s just so hot. You would not believe what he did to me. I still can’t believe it.”

or, Lance goes on a blind date and can't handle how hot Shiro is.

33- SandMan by Might_suck_but_thats_ok

Shiro goes on a blind date with Lance.

34- Lucky by zombiegardener

Shiro accidentally tells Keith that he's dating one of his frenemies from high school over a Saturday morning phone call, because how is this his life?

35- Boundaries by zombiegardener

It's really hard to keep a relationship secret when you're making out in the middle of a hallway.

36- beauty queen on the silver screen (living life like i'm in a dream) by heavenlyrare

What do you give to someone who already holds the world in their palms?

OR

The sweaters Shiro’s mom knits him every Christmas actually serves a greater purpose for once.

37- Text Me by strawberrylovely

Shiro, trying to get away from two girls who won't stop flirting with him, sits down next to a stranger who he pretends is his boyfriend. The stranger, who has pretty blue eyes, goes along with it.

38- Undateable by strawberrylovely

Lance just wishes someone would date him. Shiro offers to do just that.

39- Black Friday by strawberrylovely

Lance is gonna get that stand mixer. Unless of course a handsome stranger gets to it first.

40- Midnight Tradition by strawberrylovely

Lance goes to a New Years party and meets a guy named Shiro. They may be strangers, but they kiss at midnight anyway. After the party, Lance doesn’t think he’ll ever see Shiro again. That is until the next New Years party when the two meet again and a tradition starts.

Parts 1 / 2 / 3

[cilliansaccent]

The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 9

Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!

Leave a like or a comment if you liked it, or if I can do anything better! Please, it would mean the world and to understand if anyone is enjoying my writing. Also, sharing/reblogging would be even better.

PLEASE READ:

I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.

I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!

I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!

There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.

The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!! 

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Background: Gabrijela Babic is a Croatian girl from Sydney, Australia. She is born in the year 1991 on the 24th of December. She studies a Fashion degree in a University with a major in Game Design as well. Her teacher in the fashion designer class managed to nail an Internship on the set of Peaky Blinders with the shows very own Costume Designer, Allison McCosh. There, she travels to London for under a year to learn how to be one, working alongside the actors as well the man she admires, Cillian Murphy. But, her platonic feelings for the man begins to grow into something more, and she wonders whether she should pursue them or let him go for fear of her strict parents and her three older brothers…

Characters:

Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)

Cillian Murphy

Word Count: 2,928

!!Warnings!!: None.

Date: August to December 2016

Chapter Name: ...And Cruel.

Brief Chapter Outline: Gabrijela hangs out with her bestie for the next four weeks, having a great time. But at a Christmas Party, all of that good joy and happiness shatters to pain and heartache...

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By morning, Gabrijela called up Lucia and called her over for breakfast. She was there in less than fifteen minutes and she let the girl up. Gabrijela had already finished cooking, "Goodness, does it smell good." Lucia smiled and hugged her. "Thanks. Been practising." She smiled. She had cooked up eggs, bacon, mushrooms and pancakes were wrapped up in foil to be kept warm. They ate in silence and Lucia helped her clean up once they were done. Then when they had their hot cocoa they sat at the couch together, "I need to ask you something." Gabrijela started. 

"I know. Yesterday," Lucia sighed, looking down at her cup then back up. "I want to apologise for that. I was being mean and rude, no other reason." Gabrijela nodded, "Logan didn't feel comfortable at all. And neither did I, especially with that last comment you made about whether this lasting or not." She frowned, "That hurt." Lucia reached over and took her hand, "And I am deeply sorry for that. Let me make it up to you." Gabrijela smiled a little, "Alright. You can totally make it up to me." After that day, the girls spent each day together. They did plenty of shopping, Lucia was a bad influence when it came to shopping and Gabrijela had to watch her spending even if she had a lot of money still. They did the usual tourist things, Buckingham Palace, the London Eye and all that. Bought souvenirs for home and their friends and went on organised tours. Gabrijela had learned Lucia was here for a break of University. She had stated it was too hectic and would be here till early December. Lucia planned to stay here for a month, then return to Spain to see her extended family before she would come back here and spend the two last weeks with Gabrijela in December It seemed odd, Gabrijela thought but she didn't care. She had her best friend here with her. So the next few weeks were busy, Gabbie balancing out her new work and life with Lucia. Clubbing, getting wasted over the weekends and having the absolute fun. Logan had occasionally tagged along with some of his mates, which was fine but Gab couldn't get a little overprotective. Especially when Lucia always eyed him like a meal. But she didn't pay much attention to it, Lucia wouldn't hurt her like that. Overall, Gabrijela had missed her best friend a lot, missed just being herself and acting like a bunch of mad women laughing and all that. It was good to let go but she still kept in mind she was with Logan and kept herself distanced from any men who tried to hit on her. As the months wore on, Gabrijela was busy working away. She had a good balance of her work and romance with Logan. She was happy finally, and even got to see Cillian almost every week. Just either dinner or coffee or catching a film together. Life for her was good. She was in a good mindset after so, so long being in darkness. By December, after long hard working through her new work and being with Logan for almost five months now, Logan had organised a small Christmas Party on Saturday for his buddies from work, so Gabrijela brought Lucia along before she was to fly out in two days. The pub was decked out in Christmas decorations and a live band played classic Christmas music that made it warm and cozy despite the cold temperature. Gab had changed into a mini tube skirt with an ugly Christmas sweater on top. It was the theme for tonight and Logan had an equally ugly sweater. "And yet you still look so delicious." Gab grinned up at him and they kissed. "I always look good in everything." He said, keeping an arm around her waist. "That's true." She nodded and they joined the group of friends. Lucia was chatting with a guy, clearly, she was trying to see if he could go home with her. The night dragged on, people danced and drank and drank and... drank. Gabrijela was talking to some of the girls outside and decided to head back in with them as it started to rain. But she wasn't feeling tonight, Logan had been... off the whole time. Even when they had met up during the week. Especially when Lucia was around. "Where is Logan?" She asked one of his mates. "Gone to take a piss." He replied. Gabrijela nodded, but her senses or whatever you called it was telling her something was up. Everything was wrong tonight. So she headed to the toilets, she was slightly shaking as anxiety rolled through her. She didn't want another attack, she hadn't had one for a long time and that was during and after the messy break-up with her ex. Some girls were laughing as they left the female toilets, "Fucking disgusting huh? Can't fucking shit in peace with that noise." Gab watched them go and could hear something inside despite the loud music. As she walked in the sounds were... muffled, soft moans came from the last stall. She could see the shadows below it. As she neared she heard it, "Logan." A soft female voice she knew too well. But she wanted it to be untrue and she pushed the door open which was unlocked. "Hey! Someone is-" When the door opened she saw Lucia and Logan. His pants at his ankles and her legs around his waist. It was exactly how Lucia had explained to her how she found her ex with a woman. "Gabrijela." Lucia hastily fixed her skirt as Logan fixed his pants, "I-I'm so sorry. Oh god Gabbie." "No." She snapped, tears falling down her cheeks, "No! You don't get to fucking call me that! You don't!" She screamed. "Please, baby, fuck I-I'm sorry she just-" "You shut the fuck up. Just shut up." She whimpered, her heart was ripping to pieces. She felt the darkness of her pain swallowing her up once more. "Oh, my god. Oh, my god." She repeated, running her fingers through her hair, gripping the strands. She paced around, "Fuck, what is wrong with me huh? Huh? I-Is there something wrong? What don't you like about me? A-Am I to fat? Do I have to small size breasts?" She looked at Logan, "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?" She screamed in absolute pain. Logan looked away, regret in his features. "Fucking trusted you. I opened my heart to you. I let you in." Her voice dropped into a broken whisper. "You cheated on me. How long huh? How long?" She looked at Lucia. "Tell me, how fucking long have you two been messing around hm?" "Four months." Lucia winced when Gabrijela let out a pained whine. "Oh wow. Wow, so I've been riding a fucking used cock that was used on a bitch. Wow. Just fucking wow. Lucia, you are so fucking horrible, you know that? You wanna know something Logan, yeah? You ain't the first fucker she's gotten her hands on. She's done it to the other men who were taken. And now, I've had enough fucking looking after you Lucia. You have no sense of personal space and you ruin everyone's lives. You almost did it to Elijah. But at least he was the better man and stopped you." Gabrijela said with such venom Lucia looked down. "I-I'm sorry. Please don't leave me alone, I beg you. I'll make it up-" She whimpered as she stepped to her. "No. No way. It's over. No more will I stand back and let you trample over everyone's lives. You'll learn that one day, fucking someone's partner is not a thing that should be laughed about. I can't believe what moron I was to even stick to you. I only stayed because you had no one else. But now, this is the line I draw entirely." And with that, she left the bathroom, tears and makeup running down her cheeks. She didn't care if it was raining she just needed out. Away from this place. She cried, but no one would know as it was pouring down. Gabrijela came to a park and she sat under a gazebo. She was shaking, it was so cold. But she didn't care. She cried her heart out. Her phone buzzed and buzzed but she ignored it. Only after she stopped she pulled her phone out, Lucia had sent her messages and missed calls from Logan. But she didn't want to speak to them at all. Shivering, she rang up someone else who would listen to her. She waited until the phone was picked up, "Hello?" It sounded like Cillian had just woken up from his sleep, voice heavy. "C-Cillian." She sniffled, the rain had eased off now. "Gabrijela?" He sounded more alert, "Are you okay? Gab?" "I-I'm not Cillian. I... Please pick me up. I-I'm so scared." She started to cry again. "Shh, don't cry hey. Look around yeah? Where are you?" He asked, there was some shuffling and it sounded like he was getting dressed. Gabrijela sniffled and checked her phone for the maps and told him. "Okay. I will be right over. Stay where you are, okay? I won't hang up." His voice was gentle. She nodded, "Okay Cillian." He spoke to her about filming and what was happening as he got into his car. He carried an extra jacket as he sped down the road to the park she was in. It was about twenty minutes and the rain had begun to fall hard again. He parked and ran through the semi-dark park and found her on the gazebo. Gabrijela stood when he came over and she wrapped her arms around him, crying into his chest. He wrapped the jacket around her and held her close. "I got you." He said, a hand on the back of her head. "I'm right here. Oh, darling. Come, let me take you to my home." He murmured. He held her close as they made their way back to the car, he helped her in and he got in and drove off. His home was almost how her apartment looked like. But he had a whole three-story all to himself. He had Christmas decorations up, a Santa light in the bay window. Cillian helped her out of the car, through the iron gates with a pretty garden and up the stairs to the wooden door. Once inside, they were greeted with a narrow hallway that looked like it led to the kitchen and the small dining room. A set of stairs went up to the second floor, and on the right was an open door frame that went into the living room. It was all warm tones, it was cozy and like in a cabin in almost. She spotted photos of him and his family on the little table in the hallway. "Let's go upstairs. You're shivering." He said. Up they went and into his bedroom that took most of the second floor. It overlooked the back garden, it had a large king-sized bed with deep blue sheets and a white throw. It was messy as if he had kicked it all off. He got her to sit on the bed, "I'm going to make a bath, okay? Just wait here." He said as he left the room to go to the bathroom. She sniffled as she looked around, the bed was wooden and had a shelf like backboard that had stacks of books inside it. The wall was dark blue with the other three being an off white colour. Light oak coloured floorboards with a grey carpet at the foot of the bed. Directly across from the bed was a small balcony. From where she sat, across her was a tall bookshelf that had a mixture of books and little statues and photos of him and more of his family. When she turned to look behind her, there was a dresser beside a floor to ceiling window with heavy drapes the colour of storm clouds. And further next to the bed was a small walk-in wardrobe, the light was still on. The room was nice, sleek and cool. Much like Cillian. She smiled at the thought. It even smelled like him. He came back in, carrying a packet of wet wipes and a towel. "Bath is filling up," He said as he sat beside her, "May I?" He held the wipe as if to clean her face up. "Okay." She nodded. He gently began to clean her face up, wiping her eyes and lips and cheeks. "I'll go check the bath." He said and stood, "You can undress, I left the towel there." He smiled and left. She stood up and slowly took off her clothing, neatly leaving it in a heap as she wrapped the fluffy towel around herself. A knock at the door, "Come in." Gabrijela called. He came in, "It's ready. Come on." He gestured for her to come over. He took her into the bathroom. It was cute and simple. It had white tiles halfway then a grey/green/blue coloured wall the rest. The white claw tub that was also a shower was right across, a large window that looked down to the garden below. To the right was a dark brown vanity and white bowl atop. A huge mirror above it. The floors matched the dark colour of the vanity with a plush carpet in the middle. "Fancy." She murmured as she came over to the bathtub that was full of bubbles. She giggled. "I knew bubbles would make you smile. You told me you liked bubble baths." He said, a hand on her back. "I did. Thank you, Cillian." She looked up and gave him a smile. "Any time." He said. "Get in and get comfy. I'll go downstairs and make some tea." He said. She nodded and got in after he had left. She moaned softly and sunk in further, she had kept her hair up in a bun as it was almost dry now. She didn't want to get it wet again. She could feel her body warming up now, but she felt a chill within her. She was going to get sick. Shutting her eyes, she tried not to think of what happened tonight. Tried to stop her heart from breaking any further. But it was hard, she had worked so hard this year, dove into her studies more fiercely and focused more on her happiness. She couldn't believe Lucia would do this to her, but then again... she was stupid to even believe her. She had hoped she would be a better person, but it seemed she wasn't. Tears began to fall again just as Cillian knocked on the door. She quickly washed her face, "You can come in." She called as she watched him enter with two teas. "How is it?" He asked as she set the tray on a little table. "Perfect." She smiled as she held out her hands for her tea, he handed it to her. "Good. I made earl grey, something-" "I told you. Yeah. Thank you, Cillian." She sipped her tea and shuddered, "Yum." She murmured. He sat on the toilet seat, he was dressed in long flannel pants and a white shirt. He had changed it seemed. They stayed silent as she drank her tea, she knew he wanted to ask what happened but she wasn't ready to speak about it. "I uh, I have a long-sleeved shirt and some pants, if you want to wear that. And socks. That's all I can offer." He laughed softly. "That is fine by me. I'd like to be surrounded by you tonight." She whispered as she handed her empty cup back. "I'll bring it in," He said and left and returned with the clothing. Then left again so she could have some privacy. She got out and dried up, combed her hair with her fingers and changed into the clothing he gave her. It was soft and warm. She used the mouthwash and the cup before she cleaned it. She trudged out to the bedroom where he was fixing the bed. "Hi," She said softly, she had puffy red eyes when she had looked at herself in the mirror. "Feel better?" He came over, reaching up to brush his fingers along her jaw. "Yeah. Much needed. Thank you, Cilly." She leaned her cheek into his hand. "I'd like you to stay in bed, I... I need comfort." He nodded, "Alright. Let's get in." He said. She got in with him, the bed was so soft. He laid in the middle on his back as she laid down with her head on his chest. His arm wrapped around her as he pulled up the sheets. "Oh!" He jumped and she looked up. "What?" She asked. "Your feet are cold. Touched mine." He chuckled softly. "Oh, my bad." She let out a soft smile and laid her head back down. She let the sound of his heart lull her into sleep. She was warm, surrounded by the smells of Cillian and his arms. Cillian had no idea what happened tonight to make her so distraught. It broke his heart to see her alone in the dark, shivering and cold. He would not push her, he would let her tell him when she was ready. He would make sure tomorrow she was entirely comfortable and happy.

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Dreadful Silence - Part 4

Author: @sabine-leo

Rated: M

Genre: Angst, Insecurity, Hurt / Comfort, Humor and Fluff

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston / You

Part: 4/?

Summary: After an illness your brain experienced a trauma which caused it to lose the ability to speak out loud what you want to say. To get back on your feet after months in the hospital and secluding yourself from the world takes a big amount of courage and strength. Gladly there are helping hands… those of your friends…and handsome strangers

Trigger warning: Ilness, speechlessness, Aphasia, Bullying

Note: I LOVE YOU for your comments and likes and reblogs on this story!!

3 weeks went by with Tom having a lot to do. He had a new engagement for a stage production and it was one of your favourite “romantic comedies” of Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing. You were so proud that he got to play a leading role in it and listened to him learn the words of the script and giving it live in your Livingroom. He was so engaged in this play that he forgot to eat some of the days. Smiling as he tussled his unruly hair one evening you decided to cook something for the both of you and let him practice his role of Benedick. You knew the words of Beatrice from your heart. You had read the original and now the script several times.

 “Darling?” Tom called and you peeked out of the kitchen in question.

“Could you do me a favour. I seem to get stuck on one sentence every time I try to pass this scene. I just need the first 2 words from Beatrice as a cue.” You walked over to him and he showed you the sentence. You nodded without even reading it. Tom smiled at you “You love that script don´t you?” Kissing him you nodded. Not telling him that Beatrice was the one role you had played in an amateur theatre before your illness had knocked you out. Tom knew you had acted in a play, but not which.

He began his dialogue and paced the Livingroom.

 BENEDICK : “Is there any way to show such friendship?”

You signed the parts he did not need to hear because he new his cue.  

BEATRICE: A very even way, but no such friend.

BENEDICK: “May a man do it?”

BEATRICE: It is a man's office, but not yours.

BENEDICK : “I do love nothing in the world so well as you: is not that strange?”

BEATRICE : As strange as the thing I know not. It were as possible for me to say I loved nothing so well as you: but believe me not; and yet I lie not; I confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for my cousin.

BENEDICK : “By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me.”

Now he needed you to say something. You took a deep breath, the words already laying on your tongue. “..Do…n..not…swe..ar, and…e..ea…eat…it.” He had let you finish the sentence with patience and a smile toying with his lips. Tom came closer to you and took your hand in his.

“I will swear by it that you love me; and I will make him eat it that says I love not you.”

 Tom grinned at you and gave you a kiss that stole your breath.

“Thank you darling…You were to dreadfully silent the last days. I know you did it for me, but I do like to hear your voice now and then…even if I am losing my mind whilst working.”

This man had tricked you into talking with your favourite play. “…Tri..ckster!” you accused him and smiled as you gave him a playful nudge. “I do need to play all the cards I got with you…” he winked and seduced you with a kiss to forgive him. After his lips left yours you smiled content with him and said “Dinner…”

“Now that you say it…I´m starving!”

 This little game of his went on for the next 4 days, and every time he got you to interact with him. In the safe place of his or your home it was ok for you, you were relaxed enough around him to try and talk. When you got back from therapy Tom was already waiting for you that day. He had cooked for a change. “Hello love, I´ve got a little surprise for you!” He smiled as bright as the sun.

“You…coo..ked?!” He grinned and nodded. “Yes, I did indeed, but that is not the surprise!”

He tucked you inside and kissed you long and thoroughly.

 “All this rehearsing is messing up my plan to seduce you completely and take you to my bed!” He breathed out between another kiss. You laughed quietly. The both of you were seeing each other for quite a while now, but you haven´t gotten to that stage of your relationship yet. Kissing, touching a hell of a lot of touching, but no sex till now. Tom stole a last longing kiss before he looked into your eyes and smiled. “Let´s eat and then I´ll tell you about the surprise….and darling…I don´t want any miscommunication between us about this.  I WANT YOU….badly!”

 Heat surged through your body at his words and the look in his eyes. No, there was no mistaking that he was speaking the truth. Always honest this man, always with his heart on his tongue. “Tom…” you said near his lips…that was all he needed to hear to know you felt the same!

“Soon…” he gasped after another kiss and grinned before he tugged you into the kitchen.

 After dinner you looked at him and signed :

Had I known that you are such a good cook I would have bullied you to cook for me sooner!

 Tom laughed and touched your hand. “Now the surprise…we need to get going now..”

What? Where?

“I know how much you love the play… I do have my costume fitting in half an hour. I thought you might like to accompany me and after that I´ll show you the theatre and you could rehearse on stage with me? Only you and me.. nobody else will be there then…” Tom stood and held out his hand.

“What do you say love…?”

 The smile that broke out on your face told him the answer. Watching him transform into Benedick would be fun to watch. Even when his character would not be loved by most in the beginning you loved the way he used his wit and his interaction with Beatrice from not liking each other to love. It was a complex thing to transform on stage but that was the beauty of the role. You HAD to be able to act various emotions to give it depth and live and from what you had seen Tom do till now, he was more than capable.

 The walk to the theatre was short lived after getting of the tube. Tom took you to the stage door and soon you were in the heart of the old theatre. You looked around in awe and turned in a slow circle as you took in the stage and it´s surroundings. Tom smiled and took you down into the rooms behind the stage were the fitting would be. The other cast was already there and dressed in the first stages of what would become their wardrobe for the stage. Tom introduced you and hugged you from behind.

 You waved hello with a little shy smile and smiled as the seamstress greeted you most warmly.

“Gorgeous smile you have dear.” Tom grinned. “Yes, she does… why don´t you sit on the sofa over there until I´m finished, then we can go on stage for a while…” You nodded and after a kiss you sat on an old Victorian looking sofa.

 Tom changed into an era appropriate shirt and pants that needed to be tightened for him behind a curtain. As he came out you smiled. His posture had already changed. You gave him a thumbs up and signed.

 You look very handsome!  

 Smiling at you he turned in a slow circle with a grin. The woman that would play Hero, the main character Claudio’s love interest, looked at you with a little eyeroll “Can´t she talk?” Without waiting for an answer, she turned to Tom “…Anyways, I think you would be a much better Claudio then a Benedick, Benedick is a gruesome human if you ask me. You and me as Claudio and Hero would be much better…” Biting your tongue you closed your eyes for a moment. The seamstress turned the actress to face a wall. “Still, Otherwise I will sew this dress into your skin, by error of course!”

 Tom couldn´t believe it at first, but then said. “I don´t need to defend her, she can do that herself and just so you know, she does not talk to people who disregard her and speak to her as if she is not in the same room. And you should go back to read the script again, maybe then you would come to understand the complexity of Benedick…and no thank you. I don´t want to play Claudio.”

 The actress who would play Beatrice grinned and winked to you. She made a by far nicer impression. “Would you like some water? I wanted to fetch some out of the little kitchen down the corridor.”

You nodded with a small smile. “Care to join me?” How did she pick up on it so fast that you were close to burst after that comment from this sod of a person? You got up and Tom came over with two big strides. Giving you a kiss, asking silently if you were ok. You touched his cheek and smiled before you turned. “I`m Andrea by the way, nice to meet you (Y/N)”

 The both of you went outside and, in the corridor, Andrea said

“You can sign, I do have a little brother who is speechless. So, no worries, I bet he talks faster with his hands then you.” That made you laugh a startled laugh and smile at her. You signed.

 I am not speechless, I am learning to get my speech back, it´ll take time…but thank you for the way out of there…She is a handful it seems.

 “You have no idea, I don´t think the director made the right choice, but we will see in rehearsals. She is not happy with Claudio, she thinks he is not handsome enough…” Andrea rolled her eyes.

“And just to put it out there, I am happily married, so no worries about me and your boyfriend!” She winked and added. “Don John is my husband!” You laughed louder this time and grinned. You started to like her.

 Back in the dressing room with a bottle of water you sat back down again. Tom was standing with his arms outstretched and his stand widened. His clothes got marked out to fit him better. The woman who played Hero watching him. She scribbled a note on a paper and put it inside his discarded trousers. All for you to see. Tom didn´t notice as he was turned the other way.

 Half an hour later Tom was done and dressed in his normal clothes again and took your hand.

“Come love, I´ll show you the stage…” You waved to Andrea who was packing her things to leave. Hero, you even didn´t want to know her name, dressed too. Tom squeezed your hand to get your attention. “They´ll leave now, the doorman will lock up after we leave.” He kissed your hand and tugged you along.

 The wood of the stage gritted under your feet. It smelled so good, you couldn’t describe it if you tried. Tom let go of your hand and walked a bit further than you. He turned and looked at you.

“Here comes Beatrice. By this day! she's a fair lady: I do spy some marks of love in her.”

He stretched his hand out to you, smiling. Laughing you signed:

 Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner.

“Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains”

I took no more pains for those thanks than you take pains to thank me: if it had been painful, ……

” I ….wo..would nnnnnot …..ha hav have…. come.” You ended talking the sentence.

Tom smiled at you proudly as you walked over to him.

 “Well, that was….awful…” Hero clapped slowly as she came down the stairs in the middle of the theatre. “You should fall of the stage rather quick for slaughtering Shakespeare in such a rude way.” Your head snapped around to her and your eyes filled with tears. THAT was exactly what you had feared as you had secluded yourself all those months. Some bully like her, enjoying to bring you even further to your knees then you already were.

“Tell me Tom…what do you see in her…is she a good fuck? I mean, do you like that she does not make a sound? Do you like your women dumb and deaf? Because if that is so you should take my number out of your pocket and throw it away. I am not any of those things!”

 Tom disbelievingly felt in his pocket and saw her number on the paper with some words he really didn´t want to read.  

 Your throat closed up, the tears in your eyes threatened to spill out, but you didn´t want to break in front of her or Tom. You barely had glued yourself together with the help of your friends and Tom and you hated the fact that someone like her could dissolve you again so easily. You turned and walked of stage…after 3 steps you started to run. Tom staring behind you before you could hear him yell at Hero. Oh, he was pissed, but you didn´t register his words, nor the pounding footsteps as he followed you out. You burst out the door onto the streets and ran…crying silently.

“(Y/N)!!!” You heard Tom yell from afar but you couldn´t stop. Not here, not were everybody was looking at you in pity or laughing at you. You didn´t see that mostly nobody was watching you, you were in a spiral back down to the point where you were at the start after you discovered you couldn´t speak.

 You ran into the tube station. Tom following you, trying to track were you were going and evade to run people over. “PLEASE, DARLING WAIT!” he sounded desperate. But there was no way he could reach you in the state you were in just now. Catching a tube as it just was about to close its doors Tom had no chance to get to you. Standing on the platform as the train took speed, he grabbed his hair in both hands and kicked a trashcan. “SHIT!!”

I will make it ok again, promise!! But that needed to happen! I´d like to know your opinion on this chapter even more !!!

Tags for: @witchbitch-stuff @drakesfiance @confessionsofastrugglingteen @inlovewithfreyamikaelson @heart-shaped-hell @theoneanna 

[idabbleincrazy]

A Fish May Love A Bird

Pairing: GabrielxReader

Characters: Gabriel, Sam, Dean, Cas, au!Charlie Bradbury, Rowena, Jack Kline, mentions of other bunker residents

Word Count: 8009 (aaaahhhhh!!!! how did that happen?!)

Warnings: angst, some fluff, major blood loss, jealousy, idk what else

Summary: Gabriel wants to throw a Halloween masquerade. Reader is starting to realize feelings that weren’t there before. (i still suck at summaries)

A/N: this was inspired by this month’s Trope prompt on @gabriel-monthly-challenge Prompt: Mistaken or hidden identity because someone is in a costume or mask. It started out as a small idea, and snowballed from there. took inspiration from the movie Ever After (switched up the quote a bit to fit the characters better).

One Week Till Halloween

You were in the kitchen when you heard the bunker door thud shut. Cas and Dean were sitting at one of the tables in the library looking for a new case. You went about fixing dinner for your various new housemates until you heard Sam call for you from the library. You set the timer on the oven and walked out to see what he wanted.

“Yeah, Sam?” You walked into the library and saw the three men standing around a huge package set on one of the tables.

“Did you order something, y/n? This was waiting for us at the post office, but there’s no name on it. It’s just addressed to our P.O. Box; there’s no return address either.” Sam looked over to you as Cas reached out to the box slowly, face scrunched up as though trying to sense if there was anything unnatural inside it.

“No, I haven’t ordered anything since before our last case. Maybe one of the new guys did?” You walked over to the table and inspected the box. The box itself was unremarkable, but the shipping label, oddly enough, was handwritten in a long flowing script, almost as though it had been made with a quill. It was strange, to say the least.

Dean looked up from the box and shook his head. “No. We haven’t told any of them the address to it yet. Sam, go grab an E.M.F. meter, would ya? See if there’s anything haunted or cursed in there before we just go tearing it open.”

Sam went to grab the one he kept in his room and hurried back. He turned it on and moved it over the box, but nothing triggered it. Setting the meter down on the table, Sam pulled the box closer, reaching to undo the tape on the side of the wrapping.

“Ah, ah, ah, Sammy. Isn’t it a federal crime to open other peoples’ mail?”

The four of you whipped around, weapons drawn automatically to face the unexpected voice.

“Brother”, Castiel sighed, slowly lowering his angel blade.

“Goddammit, Gabriel! We could have shot you, you know?” Dean holstered his gun, exasperated as always with the Archangel’s habit of turning his appearances into a jump-scare. “And what do you care if we open the box, anyways?”

“I care because it’s mine. I had wanted to make it a surprise for everyone, but Samsquatch beat me to it.” Gabriel sauntered from the entryway, stopping by your side, and taking the box from Sam.

You raise an eyebrow in curiosity and ask, “So, what’s the surprise then?”

“Well, sweet cheeks, I could tell ya, but I’d rather show ya.” He scoops the box into his arms and turns to walk back the way he came. The four of you stare at him in confusion as he stops in the doorway, calling over his shoulder, “Make sure everyone gathers here after dinner, okay?”

A frown tugs at the corners of your lips as he continues back to his room. What the hell? Now, you were even more curious about his big secret. You turn back to the guys and shake your head. You decide there’s nothing for it but to wait and see, so you head back to the kitchen to finish up the cooking. The sooner everyone eats, the sooner you get to find out what’s in the box.

As you wait for the casserole to finish so you can start baking the variety of pies you prepared for dessert, you let your mind wander back to Gabriel. You had been hunting with the boys for a few years now and had heard quite a few stories about the tricky Archangel. When you had met him a few months ago, after Ketch had rescued him, and after he completed his ‘Kill Bill’ mission, the two of you had quickly developed a friendship. You found his silly puns and flirty looks a refreshing change from all the overprotective-brother vibes you’d received from the Winchesters and Cas.

Of course, you always gave as good as you got. He’d give you one of his smoldering smirks and you would toss back a playful wink and a bubbly giggle. You knew it was all in good fun, and what could you say; you enjoyed the attention. The band of survivors you guys had brought back from apocalypse world were nice and all, but none of the guys seemed to care much for actual flirting. You couldn’t really blame them though, they were nearly a decade out of practice. Those guys, they preferred to jump straight to the finish line. You, on the other hand, preferred the thrill of the chase; even if you didn’t get caught in the end. That’s what made Gabriel such good company. At least, until recently. Lately, something in the dynamic had shifted. When he winked at you, sometimes you would feel a shiver start its way up your spine. Or you would feel your heart start to race when he made one of his flirty comments. Somewhere along the line, you had started to fall for that golden-eyed trickster.

The buzzing of the oven timer brought you out of your thoughts and you shook your head to clear it. You heaved a sigh as you took out the casserole, and nearly dropped it as you realized that in your distracted state, you had only put on one oven mitt. You let out a loud hiss at the pain, quickly setting the dish down on the counter. Running over to the sink, you turned the water as cold as it would get and shoved your hand under the faucet to stop the heat from causing further damage.

You let out a curse as you kept your hand there for a minute. After you pulled your hand from under the water, you gave it a close look. It had turned an ugly red color in a big patch on your palm. You tentatively tried closing your hand and immediately let out a yelp. You called out for angelic help. You had meant to send out a mental call to Cas but at the last second, your brain switched gears and reached out for Gabriel. Help.

He appeared before you with a soft flutter of hidden wings, on full alert at your less-than-specific plea. His shoulders relaxed when he saw there was no one else in the room. He steeped over to you, eyebrows knit in confusion. “Jeez, cupcake! A cry like that, I was ready for some serious trouble. What happened?”

His eyes softened when he saw the way that your jaw was clenched and how you cradled your burning hand close to your chest.

“Just me being a klutz again. Burned my hand taking dinner out of the oven”, you gritted through your teeth.

He slowly pulled your hand towards him and placed a finger on the center of your palm as gently as he could. Soft, while light glowed from it and you could feel the pain receding as your skin returned to its healthy, normal shade. You looked up at him and could see a spark of blue fading from his eyes as his Grace settled back within him. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you, sugarplum. Besides, can’t have you going off fighting monsters with a burnt hand, can we”, he winked at you, still holding your hand in his. “Now, I’ll just let you get back to it. I’m sure everyone’s good and hungry by now.”

With that, he let your hand drop from his and leaned in to place a gentle kiss to your forehead, as he often did any time you had gotten injured. Your eyes had closed at the touch and you didn’t open them till after you heard his tell-tale flutter of wings. You sighed and leaned your head back against a cabinet. What have you gotten yourself into now, you thought as you got back to putting the pies in the oven. You have got to get a grip.

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You managed to finish cooking everything without further incident and were just bringing out dessert when Gabriel and Castiel showed up to join everyone at the two long tables that now occupied the newly proclaimed dinning area. Being angels, they didn’t need to eat of course, but both of them usually came out for dessert or even just for the company. Angels weren’t meant to be solitary beings, after all. The pair of them took their seats as Dean went about passing out slices of pie to everyone.

Gabriel catches your eye from across the table and shoots you a quick wink, grabbing a slice of the double-chocolate mousse pie you knew he tended to favorite. You smiled back softly, feeling a sigh catch in your throat. You vaguely hear Charlie saying something to you on your left and manage to pull your attention away from the sugar fiend to focus on her. “Sorry, what?”

Charlie giggles quietly and quirks an eyebrow at you. “I was just saying how great this pumpkin pie is. There’s no way this came out of a can. Your baking game is definitely on tonight, I’m kinda jelly.”

“Thanks, Char. I’m glad you like it, it’s a family recipe, much better than store bought. If you want, I can teach you how to make it. I could use some help with the desserts, Sam and Dean are awful at it.” You continue a light conversation with Charlie as everyone enjoys their pie. Your attention now fully redirected, you fail to notice how often Gabriel flicks his gaze over to you.

Soon enough, plates are empty, silverware set down and conversations are winding down as the feeling of full and satisfied bellies start to lull everyone in to a relaxed state. Before anyone can leave the room, Sam stands up and asks you all to meet in the library in five minutes, and your interest is once again sparked as you remember about Gabriel’s secret delivery. Cas is on clean up duty tonight, which takes all of two seconds as he snaps the dishes from the table, cleaned and put back in their respective cabinets and drawers. You follow the others to the library where you and Dean immediately head over to get a drink from the Men of Letters stash of aged whiskey. You pour out two glasses and head over to where Charlie is standing and hand her one. Three minutes later, Gabriel enters, carrying the large box from earlier, still unopened.

“So, Gabriel, end the suspense already. What’s the big surprise”, Dean asks, throwing him an annoyed look.

“Well, I thought that since Halloween is right around the corner, and you guys haven’t had the chance to celebrate a holiday in, like, forever, why not throw a party? And not just any party; a masquerade!” With that, he snaps open the box and pulls out its contents to reveal a bunch of masks, no two alike.

“A party?” Sam starts objecting, “Look, I really don’t think…”

“No! He’s right.” You look up from the pile of masks on the table and face Sam. “We should celebrate. We deserve to. Lucifer is dead, Michael is stuck in that other world forever, things haven’t been this close to normal in a very long time. What more reason do we need?” You stare at Sam, hope in your eyes. You truly do believe a night of fun will do everyone a world of good.

Sam glances over at Dean, a silent conversation being played out between them as the rest of you just sit there. After a minute, Dean simply shrugs and walks back over to the whiskey, bringing the bottle back to the table to pass around. “Okay. Masquerade it is, then. Well, Gabriel, tells us all the rest of your idea.”

“Oh, thank Father! I thought I was gonna have to do a bit more convincing to get the Buzzkill Brigade on board.” Gabriel smirked up at Sam, who just groaned and rolled his eyes. “Anywho, back to business. This isn’t gonna be just your average costume party. I’m talking full-scale Ball, capital ‘B’! And, to keep things interesting, with everyone’s consent of course, I’d like to have Rowena cast a spell that will distort everyone’s vision, just enough to not be able to discern any identifying factors. You know, height, eye color, all that jazz.” Gabriel looked over at Rowena questioningly. She simply nodded in response.

“Is that really necessary, brother?” Castiel quirked his head, confused.

“Of course, it’s not necessary, little bro. It just makes it more fun! Jeez, have learned nothing in the past ten years?” Gabriel looked back at his brother in disbelief before turning back to the rest of the hunters who were actually starting to look quite interested in the idea. “As I was saying, no one is going to be able to identify each other until they choose to reveal themselves. This spell will also be placed on Cas and myself just to keep things fair. Now, so that no one will know who picked which mask, I’ve made it so that each of you can simply think of the mask you want, and it will get sent to your room. If someone has already chosen the mask, you’ll hear a little buzzer go off in your mind letting you know to pick another one, if not, you’ll hear a ding. So, if all of you would come over and look through the pile and make your decisions.

Gabriel stepped back to let everyone gather around the table and you got up to join them. You were surprised that even Ketch and Bobby seemed begrudgingly intrigued by the whole thing; they too were sifting through the masks, Ketch making a face every now and then at absurdity of some of them. You started looking through the pile, stopping here and there to admire a few of the more unique ones; a black old-fashioned Venetian mask with a silver pattern on it, a brass deer mask with antlers and even ears sticking out from it, a golden-colored wolf one and even a feathered mask with horns on either side that looked quite devilish.

Finally, you landed on particular mask and somehow knew immediately it was the one you wanted. It had two white Koi fish wrapped around the eyes with ornate sky-blue fins making up the rest of the face. The detail put into it was beautiful. You gently set it back down and kept the image of it firmly in your mind. Two seconds later, you heard a soft ding inside your head. You spent another minute looking around at the masks just to throw off the scent if anyone happened to be paying any attention. Although you weren’t sure why, you felt yourself getting swept up in the moment and wanted to be sure you did this right. If Gabriel wanted everyone to be strangers for the party, then a stranger you would be.

A few minutes later, everyone seemed to have made their decisions as, all at once, the masks evaporated into thin air. Resisting the urge to run straight to your room to check for your mask, you walked over to join Gabriel, Castiel, and the Winchesters as the rest of the group dispersed for the night, most of them still abuzz with plans to go shopping for costumes to wear. It made your heart light to see them so happy for once. The survivors had gone through so much over the past nine years, they deserved to have some fun, without having to worry about what might be lurking out in the night. It had taken a couple months for them to get adjusted to this world, but most of them seemed to be doing quite well. Freedom can a lot for a person.

You sat down between Sam and Gabriel and reached over to grab the bottle from Dean that was, surprisingly, still half full. “So, what on Earth made you decide we needed a party, Gabriel?”

“Well, you know me, I love a good party. This seemed like the perfect reason. Besides, what you said to Sam was exactly the case I was gonna make. You guys have been hunting non-stop for years, the people we brought back have been fighting for their lives for the longest time, and…well, I thought it was high time Jack got to let loose and have some fun.”

It didn’t escape your notice, the way he skirted past his own horrible experiences over the past nine years. You gave him a warm smile as you felt your heart squeeze in your chest at the thought of what he had been through. He had opened up to you a bit more than he had with the boys about what Asmodeus had done to him. He was far from fully recovered; you doubted he ever would be, but his Grace was back completely now and his mind seemed to wander less.

“I gotta admit, I’m already excited about it. I’m sure it’ll be a great way for Jack to spend his first Halloween. Just don’t forget, he’s got a soft spot for nougat.” With that, you got up, hugged everyone good night and headed back to your room.

Sure enough, your Koi mask was there, waiting for you on your pillow. You picked it up to look it over again, before placing it carefully in the warded lock-box you kept under bed. Mask hidden from any potential spoil-sports, you changed into your night clothes and quickly drifted off for the night.

Five Days Till Halloween

You came down the bunkers’ stairs with Charlie and Rowena, arms full of shopping bags. The three of you had decided to go the mall two towns over to pick out what you would each be wearing to the party. So far, you had all managed to keep each other from seeing what you had bought. You hoped to keep it that way. You had found the perfect dress to go with your mask and you wanted to see everyone’s reactions all at once on Halloween. It was an ankle-length, light blue mermaid-style gown, complete with sequins that looked like fish scales. The dress hugged your curves in all the right ways, though you doubted that would matter much, once Rowena’s spell went into effect. To go with it, you had also bought a pair of white strappy heels. The three of you went off to your rooms to put your things away and agreed to meet in the war room in ten minutes. Rowena needed some help preparing a few ingredients for the distortion spell she would be using on everyone at the party.

You entered the war room to find Rowena setting out some jars and bunches of dried herbs. You stepped over to the map table and looked around at the items spread out before you. “Exactly how complicated is this spell, Ro? There’s, like, fifty different things here.”

“Oh, the spell itself is quite simple. It’s the preparation that’s the bitch. Could’ve done with a bit more warning from the sweet-toothed angel. Thanks for the help, by the way.” Rowena gave you a small smile. For years, even in the midst of being enemies, the two of you had been rather amicable with each other. Now that she was firmly on team Winchester, she had softened towards you even more, in some moments, almost motherly. You didn’t question it, you knew she still wasn’t over the loss of Crowley, and if you could relieve a bit of that pain, you were glad to do it.

As you smiled back, Charlie entered and joined you at the table. “So, ladies, where do we start?”

Rowena looked between the two of you and pursed her lips. “It’s a bit boring, I’m afraid. Mostly just need to get these herbs ground up and ready to be steeped. I’ve worked out the math on how much we’ll need for the spell to work on 30 people for a full evening.” She pulled out a piece of paper from her spell-book and set it in front of you. “Each herb needs to be kept separate until the spell is about to be done. Let’s get to work, girls!”

Three hours later, you put the last of the ground chamomile into its jar, groaning as you twisted the lid tight, your hand aching from all the chopping. Right on cue, you heard a flutter of wings behind you. Gabriel came up beside you, resting his hand on your shoulder. You whipped your head up at him and were met with a beaming smile. “Heya, cupcake. You okay?”

“Yeah. Just my hand cramping up”, you replied with a wince as a flare of pain ran from your wrist to the tips of your fingers.

His hand ran down from your shoulder, along your arm, causing minute goosebumps, and he wrapped your hand in his, letting his Grace heal you. You let out a sigh of relief as the warmth traveled through you. His touch lingered a minute and you could feel the little aches pains gained from a day of shopping leave your body. You flashed him a shy smile. “Thanks, Gabe. What would I do without you?”

“Ah, sugar, without me, you’d be living the same life, just more boring and with more sore muscles.” He let go of your and shot you a wink before turning to check on Charlie.

You looked across the table to see Rowena staring back, an eyebrow raised and a small smirk on her lips. What, you mouthed at her. She simply shook her head and gave you a knowing look. You looked away first, a flush rising to your cheeks. After Gabriel helped Charlie with her aches, and Rowena denied needing healing, he stuck around to help you gather everything up to take back down to the room where Rowena kept all the things she needed for spells.

Just as the four of you came back up the stairs, Dean was setting out everything for dinner; it was build-your-own-burger night. Gabriel gave your shoulder a squeeze and left to go find Castiel. You headed over to the dinner table eagerly, you loved Dean’s burgers and had worked up quite an appetite. The only downside to when Dean did the cooking was that dessert would be store-bought. Luckily, there was an Archangel on hand who was more than happy to snap up something better, if need be. You ate your fill and went to bed soon after, the events of the day having as much of an effect on you as a grueling hunt.

Two Days Till Halloween

You paced back and forth in the library, coffee mug in hand, watching Sam clack away on his laptop. After being cooped up in the bunker the last two days with nothing to do except ponder over Wednesday’s party, you felt restless. Most of the other hunters were still out on cases they had left to investigate days ago. Dean, Cas, and Ketch were in Ohio chasing some rugaru. Mary and and Maggie were tracking down a wraith a few states over. The rest were spread out all over. Only a handful of you had stayed back.

“Anything. Just find something for me to fight. I don’t care what it is. Ghost, werewolf, hell, I don’t care if Gabriel has to zap us down to the border for a damn Chupacabra hunt!” You had stopped your pacing to stand beside Sam, hovering there as he looked through news sites for anything that might even hint at a case.

A minute or so later, he looked up from the screen. “Think I got something. It’s down in Iola, ‘bout an hour and a half away. A couple of bodies were found, drained.”

“Guess we didn’t totally wipe out the Fang Gang after all. Well, let’s take down a few more, shall we?” You left to go gear up, a gleeful spark flashing in your eyes at the prospect of a hunt. You decided to call Charlie, who had made a quick run into town with Jack to see if they wanted to join. Jack was well on his way to becoming a proficient hunter and something like this should be great practice for the kid. Charlie agreed and showed up at the bunker ten minutes later, just as you had finished gathering everything together.

The four of you piled into one of the cars in the garage; you decided to sit in the back with Jack to go over some last minute tips and to test how much he remembered about how to deal with vamps. About thirty minutes into the drive, he pulled out a few of the candy bars he had stocked up on earlier, passing them around. You thanked him and let out a chuckle as he tore into a 3 Musketeer’s bar, noting he still hadn’t given up his love of nougat. The kid had really grown on you in the past year and half, he was like the little brother you never got to have.

 full case fic here 

Eight Hours Later

Gabriel, h-help. Please, we need you…You hoped he would hear your broken plea as you struggled to hold on to consciousness.

The fight had gone horribly wrong. There had been more blood-suckers than you had been prepared for. You and Charlie had gotten separated from Sam and Jack; the three vamps you girls had been flirting with at the bar in town, in an attempt to get them alone, had quickly overpowered you once a few more of their clan had shown up, effectively distracting Sam as he tried to make his way over to the pool tables where you and Charlie were. You remember Jack trying to use his Nephilim powers against the vamps as you were being dragged out into the alley behind the bar. The last thing you heard before being knocked out was Sam yelling.

When you woke, you found yourself in what looked like an abandoned factory. Your head was pounding; you tried to reach up to check for blood, only to find your action stopped by the manacles around your wrists. They had chained you to the wall, Charlie similarly bound a few feet to your left. “Charlie? Charlie, can you hear me? Are you okay? Char, Charlie please answer me.”

The only response you got was a soft groan, but at least you knew she was still alive. There was still hope. Your head throbbed again and your vision blurred. You struggled to think of what to do next. You bit back a moan as you registered a pain in your shoulder. You turned your head to look, and could see now that your sleeve was completely soaked through with blood; you couldn’t remember how that had happened. Unable to think of anything else to get you out of this mess, not knowing how long you had till the vampires returned, you prayed to the one person you could think of in that moment. The one person you wanted to see most right now. Gabriel…please…hurry. I don’t know how long I can hold on…help us…Sam, Jack, I-I don’t know where they are. Your thoughts rambled on as you tried to stay awake. A few seconds later you heard the flutter of wings followed by a panicked voice.

“Y/n, y/n, oh Father, what happened?!” Gabriel crouched by your side, immediately snapping you free from your chains. “Sweetheart, stay with me now. I’m gonna get you outta here in a second, just hold on.”

You raised your head weakly to look at him as he went to check on Charlie. “You came. Oh, thank God, you came. Is she…?”

Gabriel pressed his fingers to Charlies’ forehead and her eyes fluttered open, widening as she took in her surroundings. “She’s fine, y/n. Charlie, can you stand? It looks like y/n’s lost a lot of blood, I’m gonna have to carry her.”

“Yeah, I think so”, Charlie groaned out as she attempted to do so. She was a bit wobbly at first but was able to lean against the wall as Gabriel rushed back over to you.

He knelt over you, brushing back sweat-matted hair from your face. You winced as he gingerly scooped you into his arms, careful not to touch your injured shoulder. “I gotcha sugar. I gotcha. Just hold on a little longer.” Once he had you, he grabbed Charlies’ hand and flew you both back to the bunker.

You had landed in the Dean Cave and Gabriel immediately laid you down on the couch, crouching at your side. Charlie hovered at the end of the couch, behind your head, not wanting to leave you till you were healed. “You can help her, right?”

“Of course, I can. I just needed to get you out of there first, this is gonna take more time to heal than your injuries. I got Sam and Jack back too, by the way; you might want to go let them know you’re safe.” He cupped your face and gently turned it away so he could get a better look at the wound.

The vamps had nearly drained you, it was a miracle you had held on as long as you did. One hand still caressing your cheek, he splayed the other one over your shoulder and you let out a soft gasp as the warm of his Grace spread through you. You closed your eyes as you felt your body healing, a flush rising to your face as you regained the blood levels to do so. Sure, Gabriel had had to heal you before, but it had never felt this intimate. He usually didn’t have to place his hand directly on the wounds, a touch on the head was always sufficient. This was different. His hand lingered on your shoulder a second longer than needed. You were afraid to look at him, afraid of what you might say. Instead, you focused on keeping your pulse steady.

“Sugar, look at me.” Gabriel nudged your face in his direction and you opened your eyes. You couldn’t quite read the look on his face. “Don’t ever do that again, you hear me? That was too close a call. Next time, you call for me as soon as shit starts to hit the fan, okay?”

You nodded meekly, attempting to sit up. “Sorry. Everything happened so fast. Is everyone else okay? Brain’s still a bit foggy, you got the others back, right? Is the nest dead?”

“Shh, slow down. Everyone’s fine, I got them back, safe and sound. I’ll take care of the nest in a minute. I needed to heal you first.” Gabriel’s hands dropped down from your face as you swung your legs off the couch and pulled yourself upright. He took your hands in his and held your gaze. “I meant what I said. Don’t. Ever. Do. That. Again. We can’t afford to lose you.” With that, he stood up and placed a small kiss to your forehead before walking towards the door. “I’ll let the others know you’re okay before I go take out the rest of those bastards. Get some rest. You’ve got a party to go to in about 48 hours, kiddo.”

After he left the room, you leaned back, shutting your eyes again as you tried to process everything that had just happened. You tried to make sense of Gabriel’s sudden seriousness and the look in his eyes as he had admonished you. You had never seen him so worried before. You groaned, rubbing your eyes as you fought back the wave of exhaustion washing over you. Gabriel was right, you needed rest.

You made your way through the bunker, finding the others in the war room. You hugged them all, glad they were safe, and made your way to your room. You changed into a pair of sweats and an oversized shirt and plopped onto the bed, falling asleep almost as soon as your head hit the pillow.

Halloween

You spent the past forty hours or so recovering from that disaster of a hunt. Gabriel had healed you up, but the effects of losing that much blood still took a small toll on you. You had slept through most of yesterday, waking for small periods of time to eat and shower. You lounged around in the Dean Cave for a few hours earlier today and then had decided to head back to your room to start getting ready for the party.

After taking a steaming hot shower you dried your hair and styled it before slipping into your dress. You applied a modicum of make-up, not bothering to do the full routine since the distortion spell would probably make it pointless. You still had thirty minutes till the party started so you sat on your bed and let your mind drift off.

Your mind called up the images from the other day, when Gabriel had rescued you. The look of horror on his face when he found you chained to the wall, half-dead. You had never seen him look so scared. He had been so gentle with you, as if one wrong move might finish you off. Then when he was healing you, the look in his eyes as his Grace patched you up inside. Something was different about the way he looked at you then. It was as if he had suddenly stumbled upon some revelation that had been hidden in plain sight.

You pulled your mind from that image not wanting to dissect it further. Instead, you thought back to the feeling of being held in his arms for that briefest of moments as he brought you back to the bunker. You had never felt so safe in your life. Even as you struggled to stay awake, you trusted those arms not to drop you, not to let anything else hurt you. You thought of the feeling of his hand on your shoulder, the other one cradling your cheek. So warm against your freezing skin.

There was no hiding from the truth now. The way you felt in those moments, surrounded by him, you knew you were in love and there was no going back. Sighing, you shook your head to clear it, checking the time. Five minutes. You got up, took a final look in the mirror, and pulled on your mask, taking care not to muss your hair. As you went to grab the doorknob, you felt an odd sensation wash over you. You placed your hand flat against the door to steady yourself as your head swam. Rowena had warned you all that the spell would make you dizzy for a moment, but she hadn’t told you when she was going to be casting it.

You went back to the mirror to check it had worked. You could see yourself clear enough, but you couldn’t make out the color of your eyes. It seemed to be continuously fluctuating from shades of a deep brown up to a light blue. The same thing was happening with your hair, and your lips kept changing in shape and lipstick shade. The only things about your appearance that remained the same was your costume. Well, you could see why Gabriel wanted to use this spell. It would be nearly impossible to tell anyone apart this way.

Once you’d adjusted as best you could, you finally walked out of your room and headed to the library, where Gabriel had said the main part of the party would be held. As you got to the entryway, you froze and gasped at the beauty before you. The room had been completely transformed. Gabriel had tapped into his Trickster magic to make the library at least three times bigger, with a great arching ceiling and giant columns stretching up from a marble floor. There were sparkling chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and candle sconces along the walls. You felt as though you were stepping into a forgotten century.

Against the walls were tables overflowing with candy, desserts and drinks. Gabriel had chosen a simple color pattern of black and white, which just lent more to the austere glamour of it all. You walked into the room slowly, soaking it all in. You were the first to arrive. You had all been told that you were only to head to the party once the spell had set in, and that each of you would feel it at different times. It seemed Gabriel was leaving little to chance. You smiled to yourself at how much effort he had put into tonight.

Within about half an hour, almost everybody had arrived. You looked around at all the beautiful costumes the other hunters had managed to come up with. Most of the men had decided on suits or tuxes that matched well with there masks, and the women wore dresses of varying lengths and styles. One woman, you couldn’t quite tell if it was Mary or Rowena, wore a floor-length black gown with sequins along the bodice to go with the silver and black mask she donned, which had long black feathers coming up from the top of it.

Once everyone had arrived, music started out of nowhere. Not just any regular music like you would hear at a party not being thrown by an over-dramatic Archangel, classical music. You chuckled as you heard Mozart’s Don Giovanni start up. Leave to him to choose music no one would know how to dance to. As soon as the thought entered your mind, a few of the hunters headed to the center of the room, paired up and started dancing a perfect minuet. You gaped at them as they danced lightly across the floor, absolutely confident in every step. No doubt this was also Gabriel’s doing. If only you could figure out which one was him. His tell-tale honey- colored hair was nowhere in sight among the ever-changing shades of brown, black, blonde and red. As it had been in your mirror, the only things that didn’t change were the masks and costumes. Maybe you could figure out which costume would suit him most.

You were already fairly certain that the man in the bronze colored deer mask was Sam and that the mask that was covered in brown and black feathers, with devilish looking horns on either side was being worn by Dean. The suits they were wearing looked quite similar to the ones they wore when pulling the FBI schtick. The man in the sharp black tux with the silver-trimmed, iron-hued mask definitely had to be Ketch, only he could pull that look off.

Finally, your eyes stopped on a man over on the other side of the room, sitting with some of the women, head thrown back in laughter. You recognized the mask from when you were looking through them, deciding on your own. It was a sturdy-looking golden wolf mask, absolutely exquisite in detail. That had to be him. The suit he was wearing was plain, but of great quality and looked perfectly tailored. You felt a shiver run through you as you watched him. He must have said something funny, the girls sitting around him giggled and one of them reached out to grasp his hand. He leaned in closer to her to whisper something, careful of the mask’s nose.

Your stomach sunk at the sight of him being so close to the woman. You turned away quickly and went over to one of the snack tables. You grabbed a flute of champagne and downed it in a gulp before grabbing another and filling a small plate with chocolate-covered strawberries and a few mini milky ways. You walked over to one of the tables by the entrance and sat down heavily. So much for a fun night. To think you had fooled yourself into thinking he might possibly feel the same way you did. Maybe you had just put too much stock into the look on his face the other night. It was nothing more than someone being worried for their friend.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realize right away that someone had joined you at the table. Not till you heard him speak.

“I’m sorry. What?” You looked over to see a man in an all black suit, wearing a black Venetian mask covered in a silver pattern. The nose of the mask was almost like a beak. You chanced a look at his eyes and saw how they swirled from a rich brown to sea blue and back again.

“I said, are you okay? It’s hard to tell exactly, with this spell on us, but you look a bit down.”

You thought you recognized something in his speech pattern and the way his eyes kept going back to blue every few seconds was leading you to think that it was Castiel you were sitting with. As he talked, you took in his posture, slightly stiff, and his head was tilted in that bird-like gesture he often used when he was unsure of something.

You sighed and decided not to beat around the bush about how you were feeling. He didn’t know who you were, after all. “Just…I don’t know, jealous I guess.”

“Jealous? Of who?” Sensing the seriousness of the matter, he stood and offered his hand to you.

You thought for a second and took it. He led you over to a quieter spot where no one could overhear you. As you crossed the room, your eyes wandered back to the wolf mask. He had led the girl he was talking to out onto the dance floor. They looked so graceful, gliding across the floor in a perfect waltz. You blinked away the tears trying to fight their way out and tore your eyes from them. Cas called your attention back to him when you’d reached a spot slightly hidden from the rest of the room.

“Tell me what’s wrong. Please.”

You let out a sigh, trying to find the words. “It’s Gabriel. Lately, I don’t know, I thought something had changed between us. The way he’s been looking at me. There’s this new gentleness to the way he touches me, I thought…I don’t know what I thought.” You trailed off and looked up at Cas. He looked confused still, the look on his face asking you to go on. “I guess I was just reading too much into it. I was starting to hope he felt the same as I do. I, I love him. But look at him,” you gestured over to the dance floor, “there he is, dancing with someone else. Flirting to his Grace’s content. I was a fool to think he could ever look at me as more than a friend.” You looked back at Cas, “After all, a fish may love a bird , but where will they live?”

“Then I shall have to make you wings.” He reached out a hand to cup your face, his other hand slowly lifting the mask from his face.

“Gabriel!?” you gasped. “I, I thought you were Castiel! Oh, God, I’m gonna be sick.” You tried to turn away but he quickly grabbed your hand, pulling you closer to him.

“Please, take off your mask. Let me see you.”

You let out a shaky breath, looking into his eyes. They were once again golden, now that he had revealed himself to you. Your heart raced as you raised your free hand to take off your mask. “There. Now you know.”

“I hoped it was you.” That was all he said before he slid his hand up from yours, to the back of your neck, leaning in until he was just an inch from your lips. “I love you, too sugar. I have for some time now. I almost lost you the other night. I’ll never let that happen again.”

He closed that last inch of space and pressed his lips to yours. After a few seconds, you broke through the shock, and kissed him back. Your hands wound around his neck, your fingers winding in his hair as you deepened the kiss, parting your lips in invitation. His tongue slid over yours slowly, the taste of chocolate overpowering the champagne that lingered on yours. After a minute, he pulled back.

“Now, I believe I said something about wings?” He snapped his fingers and stepped back. You felt a new weight on your back and turned your head to see a pair of light blue butterfly wings strapped over your now shimmering blue silk dress. The dress flowed down to the floor, sparkling in the candlelight. You looked down at the forgotten mask in your hand to find that it, too, had changed. Gone were the fish; it was now covered in blue lace and a pair of wings flared out from one side. You smiled up at Gabriel, a tear sliding down your cheek. “It’s beautiful. Thank you, Gabriel.”

“I never want you to feel like you have to have to be better than you already are. Don’t ever think that you’re not enough.” He wiped the tear from your cheek and kissed you softly. “Now, put you’re mask back on. We’ve got a party to enjoy.”

Monthly Challenge tags: @gabriel-monthly-challenge​ @archangelsanonymous @revwinchester @ttttrickster 

Gabe’s Babes: @liloldlou @calamitychaos @samaxraph99 

Rich’s Bitches: @warlockwriter @archangelgabriellives @green-draws0 @waywardtricks @hankypranky @thewhiterabbit42 @spnimpalaimagines @pervyprincess84 

[lavenderslemonade]

Denki X Reader - Boyfriend Does My Hair and Make-Up Challenge

There is no request page, if you have a request please message me! Also know that I am open to write smut!

“Seriously, only a thousand views?! This sucks!” Mina groaned as she stared at the YouTube in front of her. About four months ago, the girls of Class 1-A thought it would be a fun idea to start a vlogging channel, due to the influence of Mina. The channel quickly became popular, which surprised the group, but it made since. Their videos mostly consisted of their shopping trips together, a few fighting techniques they had learned throughout their childhood years, that mostly children watched, to dinner dates together, sleepovers, etc. However, as of recent your views had for some reason plummeted.

The last video you had posted had been a baking challenge. You, Momo, Tsuyu, and Jiro tried to take it seriously, but Uraraka and Mina thought it would be more fun to start a flour fight instead. Mina continued to scroll through the comments and felt irked as she came across one. “Not as hot as I thought it’d be.” It read. “Mineta, I’m going to kill you!” Mina growled as she turned to stare at the small boy. With a unashamed smug look he replied “I mean, yeah it was hot, but I was expecting clothes to be ripped off or something.” He stated. “We’re not that kinda channel Mineta, we’re not that thirsty for views!” Mina growled.

“Mind if I take a look at your videos?” Kirishima asked with Bakugou, and Denki behind him. Mina handed over her phone and watched as Kirishima scrolled through your list of videos. He clicked on a few every once and awhile. “Why’s it all girls?” Bakugou asked unamused. “Yeah, there’s none of the guys in here.” Kirishima stated a bit hurt. “It’s a girls vlogging channel, duh.” Mina took her phone back as she pouted. “Still, it’d be nice if you ladies had some male fan service.” Denki winked, which made you all roll your eyes. “Actually, that may not be so bad. There are plenty of people that are interested in the boys of Class 1-A as well. Maybe we bring one of them on for a video or something?” Momo suggested.

“That’s not too bad. There are a lot of videos of boyfriend and girlfriend challenges, Denki what if you and (y/n) did something together?” Tsuyu suggested. Denki and you shared a look of curiosity towards each other. The two of you were never the couple to watch cheesy couple videos on YouTube, or even see romantic movies. Instead the two of you preferred concert dates, horror/action movies, doing more natured themed activities, as well as sometimes visiting your local music store and buying CD’s to listen to together. “I don’t know, what would we even do?” You asked as you scratched at your cheek curiously.

Uraraka started scrolling through her phone as she hummed. “Right now, the ‘Boyfriend does my hair and make-up challenge’ is pretty popular.” She held up her phone to show the list of videos. “I don’t know, I’ve never really done a girl’s make-up before.” Denki stated as his cheeks began to heat up. “That’s fine, it’s the fun that you two will have together that’ll make people want to watch! However, it’d also help if you didn’t make her look completely like a clown, so maybe look up a few make-up tutorials before we video?” Mina requested as she sweat dropped. “I’m probably not that bad!” Denki groaned offended. You blinked and placed your hand over Denki. “Don’t worry Denki I trust you.” You gave him a reassuring smile “But please look up at least two tutorials.” You whimpered.

Denki sighed “Fine.” He grumbled and leaned his head against your shoulder as he hugged you close. A few seconds later Aizawa opened the door and walked in “Everybody take your seats, class is about the begin. Kaminari, (l/n) no PDA.” He sighed as he took his spot at the front of the class.

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“Okay, so this is all that we have for you to use. All the girls went out and bought some make-up in (y/n) skin tone, and Momo is letting you borrow her flat iron and hair curler.” Mina pointed everything out to electrification quirk user. He blinked slowly at everything. He had looked up a few tutorials on make-up and hair, but he still felt unprepared. “Now, all that you need to not do is burn her hair off with any of the irons or make her look terrible.” Tsuyu requested as she set up the camera. Denki felt his palms starting to sweat as he looked at the camera and then back down at the irons in front of him as well as the make-up.

You walked in with Jiro and Uraraka and stared at your nervous boyfriend. “You okay?” You asked curiously as you went to sit down beside him. You decided this time to shoot at Momo’s house due to having a rather large bathroom with good lighting. “Don’t worry, if you feel too nervous or sick the toilet is right there.” Momo stated as she pointed towards the toilet for Denki. He gulped and gave a nervous laugh as he watched them leave. You watched as Tsuyu turned the camera on before following the girls out and smiled. You introduced yourself along with your boyfriend he gave a small nervous smile and wave towards the camera.

After stating what the two of you would be doing, Denki started looking over at the make-up for the foundation as you started pulling up your hair. With the last video you and your friends had posted, you told your subscribers what you had planned on doing and to comment questions for you and Denki to answer during the challenge. Once you finally got your hair up, and Denki found the foundation he needed you picked up your phone and started to scroll through the comments. “Where did you first meet?” You read out as Denki leaned over to start putting the foundation on your cheeks.

“We actually met during the entrance exams, but we didn’t actually start speaking and getting to know each other till around the first week of school.” You replied. Denki grabbed the small sponge beside him and gently started spreading the foundation. Once he was done you looked at another comment. “Who asked who out first?” You read once again. Denki perked up at this. “Ah, it was me. I asked you out after the sports festival since it made me feel more relaxed after the whole villain incident.” Denki started looking over at what he needed to contour your face with. “I’m not going to lie, I was actually tempted to say no at first since you had tried flirting with the girl from Class B, you stated in embarrassment. Denki gave you a small look of disbelief and hurt. “But I decided to give you a chance since I knew you’ve always had a flirtatious personality.” You quickly held your hands up.

He gave a small sigh of relief as he started contouring your face. “Okay, does your boyfriend get any back lash from his quirk since you’ve mentioned he’s an electrification type in your recent video. We just found out my brother inherited our father’s electrification quirk, but he left when he was born, and we don’t really know how it’ll work for him since I inherited my mom’s quirk.” You read out, feeling the question tug at your heart a big. You put on a small smile and looked over at Denki asking him with your eyes if he wanted to answer.

Denki gave a small nod of understanding and smiled at the camera as he started applying the high lighter a little way under your eyes. “Well, if I over use my quirk too much I kinda go a bit stupid for a while and fry my brain a bit due to using too much power. However, it’s not dangerous for electrical types, it just means we just went past our limits. Maybe start out small by teaching him and having him apply his quirk to things such as light bulbs, small electrical toys, and a few other things that electrically can easily be applied to. That way it’ll help build his quirk up slowly.” Denki instructed.

“Speaking of stupid, I may end up giving a demonstration later on in this video.” He gave a small nervous laugh as he stared down at the irons. You placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze. “Next question, please spill make-up on your girlfriend’s shirt so she’ll take it off.” You read out unamused. Denki stopped what he was doing and just stared at you. “Mineta?” He asked with a hint of amusement, in which you simply nodded. Playfully he picked up the liquid foundation and started to tip it towards your chest, in which you playfully smacked his hand away. Denki laughed lowly as he picked up the mascara and requested you look up. Taking a break from the questions long enough for him to apply the black liquid.

Once Denki started looking over the many choices of eye shadow, you picked your phone back up to read another question. “What was your first date like?” You read out, and both you and Denki shared a look before both giving an awkward laugh. “So, to be honest, it was a disaster.” You felt your face heat up as you started to laugh harder at the memory. Denki rested his forehead against your shoulder as he laughed with you, trying to keep his laughs muffled. “It was terrible.” He laughed out. You ran your fingers through his hair playfully as your laughter died down a bit and he leaned back up, picking a color of eyeshadow that matched your hero costume. “B-but you tried.” You giggled out as you close your eyes allowing him to apply the eyeshadow. “So our first date, I had originally planned to take (y/n) to dinner and a movie, but I had allowed Mineta to talk me out of it. He stated that it was too cliché, and to try something different. So, I had followed his advice, and so I took her out to play mini golf, and I ended up electrocuting myself.” Denki started to laugh again and pulled the eyeshadow away from your eye, so he didn’t mess up. You started laughing again and fanning your face so the tears that started welling up didn’t ruin Denki’s hard work.

“He had tried to cheat and use a bit of electricity to make his ball go farther, but it back lashed and went up the metal of the club.” You laughed loudly at the memory of how your boyfriend derped out in the middle of the date. He continued to laugh along with you and placed the make-up down so he wouldn’t drop it. He grabbed the blush and applied it to your cheeks while the two of you finished laughing, and finally started to quiet down as he grabbed the lip liner. You remained quiet as he applied the lip liner and watched as he picked out a peachy color of lipstick. He applied it to your lip gently, and once he was done you rubbed your lips together. “How does it look?” You asked. “Looks beautiful, but you got a smudge here.” He stated as he leaned in to wipe it from your lips but gave you a quick kiss instead.

Your face felt like it was on fire as he gave a small laugh. “How does it look on me?” He joked as you stared at his now slightly peach colored lip. “Makes you look handsome.” You joked with a smirk as you wiped it off his lips with your thumb. “So, is it done?” You asked anxiously with a large smile. Denki gave a thumbs up and handed you a mirror, in which you stared at with surprise. “Okay, so not trying to sound like I had no faith in you, but this actually looks really good.” You stated and watched as your boyfriend perked up happily. “Now onto the hair!” You clapped your hands together excitedly and started to take your hair down. Meanwhile, your boyfriend stared in fear at the irons. He had only watched make-up tutorials, he had completely forgotten about doing your hair!

“Denki, you okay?” You asked curiously as you started to section out your hair. Your boyfriend jumped at the sound of your voice before giving you a nervous smile. “Don’t burn her hair off.” Tsuyu’s voice echoed in his head as he plugged the flat iron in. “Okay, let’s do this.” Denki stated proudly as he picked up the iron. However, due to his nervousness a small amount of electricity escaped his fingertips, and collided with the electricity in the iron, causing it to electrocute him, causing him to fall out of seat. He had dropped the iron back onto the counter during the fall, and you stared in shock, as your boyfriend now derping out on the floor.

Slowly you reached for the iron and started to flat iron your hair as you stared down at your boyfriend. “Sweetie, you okay?” You asked as you worked on your strands. He continued his babbling nonsense, and you simply gave a small giggle at the camera.

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“We’re back in business ladies!” Mina announced as she held her phone proudly in the air. Your views had sky rocketed due to the challenge, putting you back on top. Though a good bit of the comments, were asking to see more guys from class 1-A, which you were not afraid to do now. “So, it did well? That’s great!” Denki came up behind you and hugged you close. “Any comment about me?” He asked curiously, which made you bite your bottom lip to stifle your giggles. “W-what’s so funny?” He gave you a look of worry. Tsuyu took the phone from Mina and read one of the comments. “One of the commenters posted ‘Pikachu went boom in the end.’” She gave a small laugh herself. “S-seriously!?” He groaned and felt his face heating up in embarrassment.

“Most of them are pikachu puns and jokes.” Uraraka stated as a few giggles escaped her as she read more of the comments. “Come on (y/n), it wasn’t that funny was it?” He looked at you with pleading eyes. All you could do was look back at him with a smug smile. “Pika pika.” You giggled. He groaned in embarrassment and buried his face into your back.

[thebigreylotheory]

Star Wars: The MustafarVille Ghost (reylo-y)

‘Sup my Star Warsy peoples!

Long time no see.

A few weeks hath turn regrettably into months. I wish I could be all Star Wars Captain America about it and tell you “I’m with you until the end of the [Star Wars] line.” I’m more of a trash Mary Poppins who “Shall stay until the wind changes.”

Anyways, I couldn’t miss out on your Halloween story time this year!

TheBigReyloTheory’s TrasherPiece Theatre Proudly Presents:

Star Wars: The MustafarVille Ghost

So, yeah, we all know ole Anakin [Sir Simon de Canterville] is a Force Ghost now. (And rumored to, grain-of-salt, potentially be in Episode 9.)

So, I’mgonnaruinitforyou with this mashup story [The Canterville Ghost] that I just know is going to come true. (I saw a woollyworm yesterday that had a lot of black on it, so that means Darth Vader. Or lots of winter. I forget.)

When Kylo Ren [Mr. Otis], the Supreme Leader, bought MustafarVille Castle [Vader’s Castle], everyone told him he was doing a very foolish thing, as there was no doubt at all that the place was haunted.

A few weeks after this, the purchase was concluded, and at the close of the season the Supreme Leader and his family(*) went down to MustafarVille Castle.

(*So, I feel like I need to explain to you that there’s a huge, HUGE time jump in Episode 9. As Supreme Leader with Boss Pay, Kylo was able to afford some therapy for his issues and teach him to communicate his feelings to Rey. 

The dark side’s all about passion and emotion right?

Rey tried to hang out with the Resistance, but she slowly realized she was too dark side for them:

)

Their eldest son, christened Renington [Washington] by his parents, which he never ceased to regret, was a rather good-looking young man who enjoyed casinos and dancing.

Their daughter, Vir Jynnia [Virginia], was a wonderful Amazon, and had once raced her TIE Fighter, winning by a length and a half…to the huge delight of the young Duke of Naboo, Palpatine’s grandnephew [The Duke of Cheshire], who proposed to her on the spot. Everyone said she was the very image of her great-grandmother Padme, but with that Skywalker blonde hair.

After their daughter, Rey and Kylo had Force Twins, who were usually called “The Stars and Stripes,” as they were always swishing First Order underlings.

Anyways, at eleven o’clock the family retired, and by half-past, all the lights were out. Sometime after, Kylo Ren was awakened by a curious noise in the corridor, outside his room.

It seemed to be coming nearer every moment. He was quite calm and felt his pulse, which was not at all feverish. He put on his slippers, took a small phial out of his dressing-case, and opened the door.

“My dear sir, I really must insist on your oiling your mechanical limbs, and have brought you for that purpose a small bottle of the Tammany Rising Sun Lubricator. I shall leave it here for you by the bedroom candles, and will be happy to supply you with more, should you require it.”

And then Kylo slammed the door.

For a moment Vader’s Ghost stood quite motionless in natural indignation. Then, dashing the bottle violently upon the floor, he fled down the corridor. However, just as he reached the top of the great staircase, the Force Twins fearlessly flung their lightsabers at him.

Hastily adopting the fourth dimension of space as a means of escape, Vader’s Ghost vanished through the wall. Never, in his brilliant dark side career, had he ever been so insulted. He had frightened plenty of people in the past. (Why not his grandson and great-grandsons?) Accordingly, he decided to have his vengeance.

Next morning the Supreme Family discussed the ghost over breakfast. Kylo Ren was slightly annoyed the ghost had not accepted his gift. He scolded the Force Twins for being so rude to the poor ghost. It was agreed that if the ghost could not be quiet, they would have to ask him to remain in his meditation chamber.

The second appearance of the ghost happened a week later. During the night the family heard a fearful crash in the hall. Rushing down the stairs they found that a large suit of Mandalorian armor had become detached from its stand, and had fallen on the floor while the ghost rubbed his knee with an expression of pain. The Force Twins, having brought their blasters with him, shot first at him.

The ghost swept over them like mist, leaving the family in darkness. Victorious, Vader’s Ghost flew up the stairs. He barely had a moment to celebrate before a door opened, revealing Vir Jynnia.

“I am afraid you are far from well, and have brought you a bottle of Vic’s Vapor Rub. If it is a wheeze that affects your breathing, you will find it a most excellent remedy.”

Upon reaching his room, Vader’s Ghost broke down. He was far from a successful ghost, unable to frighten the family at all. For some days after this, he was extremely depressed. However, by taking great care of himself, meditating over how much he hated sand, he recovered and resolved to make a third attempt to frighten them.

He had nearly reached their corridor when right in front of him was standing a horrible specter. Monstrous as a madman’s dream! Hideous laughter seemed to have writhed its features into an eternal grin.

Having never seen a ghost before, naturally, Vader’s Ghost was frightened. He fled back to his room.

Eventually, he asserted himself and determined to go and speak to the other ghost as soon as it was daylight. Upon reaching the spot, he rushed forward lifting the ghost, only to find a registered Lucasfilm copyright on the costume.

He had been tricked! Outwitted!

Perhaps, Darth Vader was losing his touch.

Afterwards, he made up his mind to give up haunting the family. They did not deserve him. For several weeks, he was careful not to be heard or seen.

That is, until he met with a severe fall, treading on a Nerf Herder butter-slide the twins had constructed. This last insult so enraged him, that he resolved to make one final effort to assert his dignity. On reaching the room occupied by the twins, he found the door ajar. Wishing to make an effective entrance, he flung it wide open.

However, the shock to his nervous system was so great that he fled back to his room as hard as he could go.

He gave up all hope of ever frightening the rude family. On the contrary, he was seized with panic at the very sight or sound of Rey and Kylo Ren’s Force Twins.

Much time passed. Rey and Kylo threw grand parties at MustafarVille Castle. It was generally assumed that the ghost had gone away.

However, the galaxy was deceived, for the ghost was still in the castle, and was by no means ready to let matters rest, particularly as he heard Palpatine’s grandnephew, Duke of Naboo, was visiting Vir Jynnia. Accordingly, he made arrangements to appear to Vir Jynnia’s little lover in all his villainous glory.

Yet, at the last moment, his terror of the twins prevented him from leaving his room.

A few days later, Vir Jynnia and her beau went flying somewhere in the Ileenium system, where she damaged her flight helmet so badly, that, upon her return home, she made up her mind to go up by the back staircase so as not to be seen.

There she saw the ghost all by his lonesome. He looked so forlorn, Vir Jynnia was filled with compassion and determined to try and comfort him. So deep was his melancholy that he was not aware of her presence till she spoke to him. She informed him that her brothers were going back to their royal academy and if he behaved himself no one would annoy him.

Vader’s ghost thought her request to behave himself quite absurd. Haunting was his only reason for existing.

Vir Jynnia explained that was no reason at all for existing. She reminded Vader he had been very wicked. He had caused his wife to die of a broken heart. It is very wrong to cause someone to die of a broken heart.

Course, Vader then lamented how it was all Obi-Wan’s fault. Obi-wan cut off his limbs and burned a majority of his body.

Vir Jynnia, being very kind, offered to take Vader for bacta treatments. Vader assured her it was too late for that. But she could help him! Help him cross over and forever rest in the ashes of Endor!

She could open the holocron portal for him! Because of her love and compassion, and love is stronger than death!

Vader then pointed to the prophecy etched in the MustafarVille Castle window:

"First comes the day

Then comes the night.

After the darkness

Shines through the light.

The difference, they say,

Is only made right

By the resolving of gray

Through refined Jedi sight."

―Journal of the Whills, 7:477

Confused, Vir Jynnia asked what the prophecy meant.

Of course, Vader explained to her that it meant after opening the holocron, it would probably take 24 hours, but she could help him find his old gray podracing goggles, which would make everything right and then he could look all refined again and be out of sight.

There were also some lines about:

“When a golden girl can win,

Prayer from out the lips of sin,

When the barren almond bears,

And a little child gives away its tears,

Then shall all the galaxy be still,

And peace come to MustafarVille.”

But the Whills didn’t think it was all that important, so they edited that part out. They might use it in the Extended Special Edition or something.

Vir Jynnia was still confused, but agreed.

Vader’s Ghost clutched her hand tightly. Suddenly she had visions of ancient Jedi, all telling her to turn back.

Creatures in the fireplace warned her to beware. Still she lifted the holocron. Together, her and Vader disappeared through the portal opening in the wall.

Later, the same day, Rey became concerned when her daughter didn’t show for tea time.

She became really agitated when six o’clock struck and Vir Jynnia did not appear. She sent the boys out to look for their sister, while her and Kylo searched every room in the castle. They found no trace.

Suddenly, Kylo remembered he had given a band of bounty hunters permission to camp near the Klegger Corp Mining Facility by the lava river. Upon investigation he and Renington quickly assumed the bounty hunters left suddenly, kidnapping Vir Jynnia for ransom!

Well, the galaxy was in chaos.

All the stormtroopers were dispatched. Kylo immediately left Mustafar to search for his daughter.

Sweetly, the Duke of Naboo begged Kylo to allow him to aid in the search. Unfortunately, when they found the bounty hunters, their minds held no trace of Vir Jynnia. It appeared all was lost.

All returned to MustafarVille Castle and gave into suffering.

When suddenly, just past midnight, there was a loud crash. Out of the portal stepped Vir Jynnia with the holocron in her hand.

To say the family was relieved is an understatement. They all had many questions, which Vir Jynnia quickly explained.

She showed them the secret treasures of MustafarVille Castle Vader left for her.

Also how the portal lead to Vader’s burial spot on Endor. Together the family decided to hold a ceremony and place a mausoleum in remembrance of Vader.

And everything returned to normal. Vir Jynnia later married the Duke of Naboo. Episode 10 will probably be about their kid. Continue Anakin’s legacy and whatnot.

(But probably not….)

The end.

Happy Halloween!

[bendywackyadventures]

SOL AU: Halloween

Decided to work on a Halloween Drabble with my SOL AU. 

Enjoy!!!

It was the night of October 30th; the toons were excited for the best holiday of all! Halloween! A day where kids or anyone can dress up and have a good’ol time. Bendy, Boris and Alice were just adding the last bit of details into their costume.

Boris decided to go as a ghost, but as he cut eyeholes to see, he also cut holes for his ears to fit through.

Alice wanted to go as a dancer, she wanted to be a Hula Dancer or a Flapper, but she couldn’t decide which one to be. Linda then gave her a better idea and made her go as a 50’s girl, with a poodle skirt and everything even roller skates, which she was able to learn in one month.

Bendy wanted to go in his demon form for Halloween, but Henry decided against it as it was too risky or would scare of the neighbors. So, Bendy got the idea to be a little vampire. Bendy smirked putting on his fake fangs.

“Boo!” Bendy shouted scaring Alice almost ripping her dress.

The angel glared, pulling Bendy’s bowtie. “That wasn’t funny! You almost made me rip the skirt!” Alice yelled.

Bendy chuckled despite being yelled, he got Alice good. Alice growled not taking this scare as a joke. Bendy stopped chuckling and smiled nervously at the angel. Alice pushed Bendy lightly away and went back to fixing her costume.

The toons looked up seeing Henry come through the front door with grocery bags filled with candy. Bendy and Boris’s eyes sparkled, their jaws dropped open seeing lollipops, chocolate bars, bubble gum and gummy candies in the bag. Henry looked at the two toons with a smile, “I know you guys are excited, but remember these are for your friends.” He reminded them.

Boris whipped his mouth and smiled, “I know, but look at all this delicious candy!” He exclaimed.

Henry chuckled and pets the wolf on the head, “You’ll be getting a ton of candy this year. This neighborhood is well known giving kids a ton of candy.”

“How much?” Bendy asked.

“So much you would need a second bag to get another load!”

Bendy and Boris smiled at each other. Despite him being a demon, Bendy thought he was in candy heaven. All the candy he and Boris are going to receive while they trick or treat.

Alice scoffed, “Well I’ll be attending a Halloween party with Danni and our friends over at Eric’s house! And I’m excited because it’s my first party!” She squealed.

Henry smiled he knew Alice being in high school she couldn’t attend trick or treating with Bendy and Boris, but seeing her happy going to a party made it all worth while. From what he remembered, Joey never let her join any of his parties that were just simple dinner parties. However, Henry was different he would allow the angel to go to a party. However, there were some rules she had to follow such as curfew.

Linda came in checking up how the toons were with their costumes, “How’s the costume making guys?” She asked.

“Great!” The toons replied. “I’m done!” Boris added. He put on his ghost costume and his two ears popped up from the costume. Everyone giggled seeing the wolf’s ears appear in the costume.

Bendy decided to put on his vampire cape and fangs jumping on the couch, “rawr!” He growled. Alice, Linda and Henry looked at each other knowing the costume is cute rather then scary. “Rawr!” Bendy growled again. He frowned seeing he can’t scare anyone.

“Your too cute in that costume, Bendy.” Henry mentioned. Bendy blushed in embarrassment and turned away from his father.

Linda looked at Alice, “What about your costume, Alice?” She asked.

Alice smiled and showed her costume, “Here it is! I’m almost done! I just need to add the poodle. Though I feel something is missing.” She explained. The angel faced the television screen to look at her reflection.

Linda stood behind her daughter putting her hands on her shoulders, “If its hair problems. I got that all under control.” Linda specified. The angel smiled and hugged her mother.

“Alright,” The toons looked at Henry, “It’s getting late, who wants some burgers for dinner?” He asked.

“Me! Me!” Boris and Bendy yelled running to the kitchen. “I’ll help make the burgers!” Boris yelled.

“I’ll get the fries!” Bendy yelled.

Henry, Linda and Alice chuckled walking to the kitchen to eat dinner.

The next morning was Halloween day, Bendy was getting impatient since Trick or Treat wasn’t till sundown and spent every hour watching out the window waiting to see his friends come out of their houses so they can start getting candy. Bendy groaned seeing Henry pass by putting a bowl of candy near the door.

“Don’t worry Bendy you got a few hours left before trick or treating.” Henry said passing by to the kitchen. Bendy crossed his arms and decided to walk around the house to see what everyone is doing to pass the time. He was going to go to his room and pull out a comic book, but,

“BOOF!”

Bendy screamed falling on the floor, “BORIS!” Bendy yelled.

Boris removed the sheet and smiled, “Sorry, Bendy I couldn’t help it.” Bendy glared, getting up and dusting himself off to get his comic book and leave. Before he went downstairs he checked in the bathroom to see Alice getting her hair done by Linda. The ink demon couldn’t help, but smile seeing the angel getting papered.

The comic book seemed to help, as by the time Bendy was done reading Henry called him up to put on his vampire costume. The demon was filled with joy as he quickly grabbed his fangs and vampire cape. He put them on and ran downstairs to meet up with Boris and Alice.

“I’m ready!” Bendy yelled. Bendy smiled seeing Alice’s hair all tied up into a bun with some strands of hair curled at the bottom. “Wow! Alice you look amazing!”

Alice giggled, “Thanks!”

Though Bendy’s compliment turned into a restaurant order, “Also while you’re at the party, get me a cherry cola, a cheeseburger, extra fries, and a sundae.”

Alice glared and smacked Bendy over the head. Alice heard a car horn beeping and went outside. Alice smiled seeing her friend Danni in a werewolf costume. “Angel! Come on, the party will be starting soon!” She yelled.

“Okay! I’m heading out!” Alice hugged Henry and Linda, and the later hugged back.

“Okay, well see you at 10.” Henry said. Alice smiled and ran to Danni’s car and the two drove off to the party.

After another hour passed, Bendy’s friends came outside and ran to Henry’s house first.

DING DONG

Henry opened the door seeing the kids in their costumes and smiling, “Trick or Treat!” They yelled. Henry smiled and gave the kids their candy.

“Boris! Bendy! The kids are here!” Henry yelled. Bendy and Boris ran downstairs and smiled seeing their friends in costumes.

Marie was dressed up as a white cat; Tommy was dressed in a werewolf costume like Alice’s friend Danni, Connie was Dorothy from Wizard of OZ, and her brother Cody played Dorothy’s dog Toto. Michael was an evil scientist, and Lindsey was dressed as the tooth fairy.

“Wow! Your costumes look great!” Boris exclaimed.

“Thank you!” The kids replied.

“Alright, Boris your in charge, you kids have fun, and Bendy,” The former animator pulled Bendy aside, “no tricks, okay!”

Bendy nodded. Henry chuckled and let the little demon go with his friends trick or treating.

Bendy and his friends went next door first they knocked on the door and yelled, “Trick or Treat!” The neighbor, Mrs. Tanner gave the kids candy for their costumes. As they left the house Cody looked at his bag disappointed.

“What’s wrong Cody?” Michael asked.

Cody dug what he got out of his bag and pulled out a rock. “I got a rock.”

Connie pat her twin’s back to comfort him, “Don’t worry you’ll get candy at the next house!” She exclaimed with confidence.

The toons and kids went to house to house getting candy, but poor little Cody got rocks, dog treats, and candy corn. Though he got cheering up from his sister and friends saying they’ll share their candy with him. That made Cody feel a lot better. The kids went to a few more houses and we’re in surprise with the candy they got. All the kids got candy almost to the top of their bags.

“Look at all this candy!” Lindsey exclaimed.

“I’m not going to have breakfast for about a week!” Michael added.

Boris looked at his friends, “So one more house? Or we head back to Henry’s?”

The kids all looked at each other, and around the neighborhood, the much older kids were still going door to door, but the younger kids were calling it quits for the night and were heading home. The neighbors still had their lights on except for a few, but the kids decided to check at one last house.

The kids walked up to the house and knocked on the door. Though there was no response. Bendy knocked on the door, but harder. Then Boris’s ear twitched hearing something. “I hear something.” He whispered. Boris walked up to the door and growled hearing familiar voices through the other side.

On the other side of the door it was Tommy’s brother and his friends, snickering and laughing at their prank. “Jonathon this prank is going to be priceless!”

Jonathon chuckled, “my brother and his friends will be so scared they’ll drop their candy bags for us!” He laughed. The boys heard another knock knowing it was their time to shine. “Alright boys, ready?”

John’s friends snickered putting their monster masks on. They quickly opened the door only to freeze at a giant inky figured in front of them. Bendy went into his ink demon form and was breathing heavily in front of them.

Bendy snarled at them scaring Jonathon and his friends, making one of them wet their pants in the processes. They quickly closed the door. Once they were gone the kids laughed seeing Michael’s brother being scared.

“He SO deserved it!” Michael said.  

Bendy went back to his small form and laughed, “yep! They had it coming for SO long.”

“Alright, let’s get back to Henry’s house. I heard there is a Scooby Doo marathon soon and we get to go eating popcorn and candy!” Boris explained.

The kids cheered and ran back to Henry’s house for the marathon. When they got home, Bendy and Boris were surprised to see Alice home. “Alice! Your home early?” Bendy asked.

Alice chuckled, “yeah.” Though she said it in disappointment. “As me and Danni partied, some guys thought of bringing alcohol, and…” she trailed off not wanting to explain more as kids were here, “things. Got crazy.”

“I see. My mommy says alcohol is icky.” Marie said in disgust. Alice chuckled making her feel better.

“It smelled bad too.” Alice added.

The kids laughed more. Linda came in with bowls of popcorn and put them on the table for the kids. Though the kids decide to enjoy their candy as well as they spent their Halloween watching Scooby doo and eating popcorn and candy.

[leotatombs]

Good Evening Ladies and Gentleman,

My name is Brittany and I have been best friends with Jess for quite some time now.  16 years to be exact. When I started to write my Maid of Honor speech I was honestly stuck. How could I put 16 years worth of friendship into a few pages? What could I share, what shouldn’t I share, especially the stories that would have my mom and Mr. Esteves chasing after us.  I’m only kidding!

Should I talk about meeting at in 8th grade at Holiday Hill. Should I talk about sitting in the bleachers mocking the pep rallies in high school. Should I talk about the drive back from the soccer match, annoying Manny with our singing. Should I talk about the slip n slide in my backyard that had us covered in bruises for weeks.  Or how about helping each other move to and from college. Or getting our tattoos together? Or our road trip to Florida? How about our “date” with Tony Stark? I mean the list goes on and on.

We survived Jess’s fast and the furious driving skills that would put even Vin Diesel to shame. We have seen too many concerts to name and even more countless nights staying up late listening to George Carlin. We celebrated our graduation from college by treating ourselves to a trip to England, which I believe became the trip that made Jess realize that she would never question my navigation skills again.

From the time our friendship began I realized that Jess and I were more alike than I ever thought possible. Same music, same movies, same likes and dislikes. Sometimes I think maybe we were twins in a previous life. We have been known to finish each other's sentences and we have even spoken the exact same words at the exact same time, not rehearsed either. I mean we don't call ourselves Fred and George Weasley for no reason.

We have seen a lot of good and a lot of bad but through it all one thing remained the same, our friendship and it just grew stronger. I know Jess will be there for me no matter what and I hope she knows I will do the same for her.  I mean if any friendship can last through the awkward Hot Topic phase then it can survive anything. Actually if our friendship can survive riding in John Paul’s purple car with his music blasting at 6 am while we wait for the bus THEN it can outlast anything!

There's another thing, Family. When I gained Jess as a friend I gained a whole new family. I got two annoying brothers that I wouldn’t trade for the world, an amazing man to have as a father figure and an avoa who accepted me as one of her own. You all have no idea how much I appreciate all that you have done for me other the years and how much you all mean to me. Thank you for letting me be part of your family.

Jess,  I am so glad that fate decided to make us family. Because I wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for you.  Through all of this time you have been one of the strong, intelligent, kind and hard-working women that I have looked up to.  You set your mind to something and go for it, even if you stumble you carry on till you have reached your goal. I am so proud of everything you have accomplished. And I thank you. You’ve been one of the few who have helped shape me into the woman that I am today. You have pushed me to be adventurous and to realize that I am smarter than I give myself credit for.  And you gave me the courage and the tough love that I needed, when I was in a horrible spot in my life. You helped me follow my heart and finally go for the good guy that was right in front of me. Just like you did.

We actually met Zach one Halloween night. Jess dressed as a Skeleton and I as Ironman, went out to New Haven. When we got there both of us locked on to the awesome No Face costume, from the movie Spirited Away. A little while later, No Face walked over to us and took off his mask, there was this incredibly blonde and very blue eyed man underneath. We talked to him and his friend Ant for a while, then we went our separate ways. I honestly didn't think anything of that meeting until a few weeks later when Jess announced that she and Zach were dating. I don't think either of us realized that night, that we had just met the man that would become Jess's husband.

Zach, you have to understand that I am giving up a  lot today. Jess and I had this whole plan years back that we were going to be these two old ladies living together in this big Victorian house with all these cats, sitting in in our garden, wearing our big floppy hats and having midnight margaritas.

All joking aside, Zach. There was a moment a couple of years ago when we were all out together. Jess was talking and I happened to glance over at you, the look on your face was all I needed to see to know that you were the one. That sitting near me was the man that would take care of my twin. The man that would love her, protect her, laugh with her and cry with her, to lift her up when she needs a boost and to make sure her feet stay on the ground. I saw real, honest love in your eyes.

That woman sitting next to you, is one of the most beautiful women inside and out. She’s got a heart of gold, don't get me wrong she can be stubborn, but she will be your greatest support and biggest cheerleader. I don't need to warn you to take care of her because you already do.  And I am proud to be adding you to my family as well.

Jess and Zach,  I wish you all the happiness and love under the sun. I am so excited and honored that I could be here with you today. To feel all the love that you have for each other and the love that every person in this room has for you both.

Before I get too choked up and I can’t speak, Ladies and Gentlemen would you please help me raise a glass.  To Jess and Zach, the new Mr and Mrs!