#tiger loves to jump and scar loves to climb

[citrine-elephant]

still think about how my cat was diagnosed with "calico"

aka, their vet said scar acted the way she does because calicos are just weird

[liviavanrouge]

Loving Again

Livia: Just give me a reason

Juso: *Looks down* Just a little bit's enough

Livia: *Smiles slightly* Just a second we're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again!

Livia: *Looks down, fiddling with her dress* I never stopped

Juso: *Touches the scar on his arm* You're still written in the scars on my heart

Livia: You're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again

Juso: *Looks at her stunned then curls his fingers into a fist*

~~~~

Livia: *Walks beside Juso* Oh, tear ducts and rust

Juso: *Keeps his head bowed* I'll fix it for us

Livia: *Looks up at him* We're collecting dust but our love's enough

Juso: *Perks up, looking down at her* You're holding it in

Livia: *Smiles* You're pouring a drink

Juso: *Looks away* No nothing is as bad as it seems!

Livia: *Grabs his sleeve* We'll come clean!

----

Just give me a reason

Livia: *Lays asleep beside Juso, slightly curled up*

Juso: *Stares down at her* Fell asleep so easily...

Juso: *Reaches over then freezes*

Livia: *Smiles in her sleep* Pretty flowers...

Juso: *Gently places a hand on her head* I bet they are...

Just a little bit's enough

Livia: *Walks through the town, her eyes lighting up* WOW!!

Juso: *Points away* Stuffed animals.

Livia: *Grabs his hand, rushing to the stand, smiling wide* STUFFED ANIMALS!!

Juso: *Stumbles as he followed her, his eyes wide*

Livia: *Beams, her eyes sparkling*

Juso: *Stares at her then sighs*

Just a second we're not broken just bent

Juso: *Watches the apprentice soldiers train, his eyes narrowed* Fix your stances

Livia: *Stares from her room balcony, her eyes sparkling*

Livia: Wow they're good!

Raviola: *Giggles* They sure are princess!

Zander: *Nods in agreement, smiling*

Juso: *Looks back, his eyes widening when he spotted Livia*

Livia: *Waves to him, beaming*

Juso: *Looks away flustered*

And we can learn to love again

Livia: *Walks into the ballroom, wearing the dress given to her*

Juso: *Places his cloak around her* Your back is too revealed.

Livia: *Laughs, beaming at him* That's how some dresses are!

Juso: *Stares in shock, his eyes wide*

Livia: *Smiles at him*

Juso: WHAT!???

It's in the stars

Livia: *Lays asleep in bed, hugging her stuffed tiger*

Juso: *Lands on her balcony, opening the door*

Raviola: *Shoots up, gripping a dagger, her eyes narrowed* Who-

Juso: *Beckons to her then walks over to Livia, lifting the bed curtain* Hm...

Juso: *Taps her temple* Here....

Livia: *Smiles* Pretty birdies...

It's been written in the scars on our hearts

Livia: *Sits on her hands and knees, tears streaming down her cheeks* Please forgive my brother, he didn't mean to...

Juso: Liv

Livia: *Looks up, trembling* I-IT'S MY FAULT! HE WAS JUST TRYING TO KEEP ME FROM GETTING IN TROUBLE!!

Livia; *Bows her head* H-He worked so hard to become a general, please don't take it from him....please

Juso: *Kneels down* Hey! Stand up,! I don't need you to plead for me

Livia: *Sobs, shakily lifting her hand* Don't demote him...please

Juso: *Takes his cloak off, using it to clean her face* Damn idiot....stop crying..

That we're not broken just bent

Livia: *Stares up at Juso surprised then smiles wide*

Livia: *Looks to her left then screams and throws herself into Juso* A HOPPER!!! IT'S A HOPPER!!!!

Juso: WHAT THE HELL!?

Livia: *Screams in terror, pointing to the cricket* I HATE THINGS THAT JUMP!!!!

Juso: *Throws his arm up when the boat flipped over, his eyes widening*

Juso: *Climbs out, Livia thrown over his shoulder*

Livia: I'm sorry....

Juso: You better be.

And we can learn to love again

Thea: *Stares at Juso, her eyes wide*

Juso: *Rubs the back of his neck* Mother-

Thea: *Throws her arms around Juso, tears falling down her cheeks* My baby.....Theo

Juso: *Trembles then hugs her tight* Mom...

Livia: Mama, his name is Juso now

Thea: *Smiles, tightening her arms around him* Juso....my baby...

Juso: *Smiles* Mom....

Livia: *Smiles wide, her eyes lighting up*

@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @zexal-club

[robbyswayzekeenes]

badass━ demetri (cobra kai) imagine

demetri x badass fem! reader 

requested by @klt123456​

i hope you like it! just a lil demetri with his badass gf and some making out in the dojo :))

It wasn’t uncommon for there to be competition between high school students. Typically, any teenagers would be warring over who was the most popular, or the most attractive, but something you never tended to find high school students fighting over was who was the toughest. Then again, West Valley High wasn’t like any other high school. Since karate had infested the Valley like it was 1980, people had been changing. It was no longer about who dated who, and who fucked who-- no, the priority was now who could whip the other in a full-blown karate fight. And whilst there was a lot of competition for the top spot; whether it was Tory, or Hawk, or Miguel, and sure, they were all in the running. But everyone knew that the toughest kid at West Valley High was Y/N L/N.

The h/c didn’t look like much. (Your height) and seemingly harmless, she was anything but intimidating. If anyone were to suggest to an outsider that she was the toughest kid in the Valley, they would be ridiculed, especially when compared to Eli’s mohawk or Tory’s resting bitchface. But the thing that made Y/N really badass compared to any of the cobra’s or anyone at Miyagi-Do is that, whilst had been training in karate for a year or so, the girl had been fighting competitively since she was eight.

Red Tigers Karate was the only dojo left in the Valley until Johnny Lawrence brought back Cobra Kai. It had started back in the 80s and was the only one left after they all closed down. It wasn’t particularly busy, not like the rush of people Cobra Kai had received after Miguel’s fight in the cafe, but Y/N had been fighting there since she was a kid. Karate was always the best way for the girl to relieve anger, and now everyone was doing it. Despite the different styles, it was no competition that she was by far the best. She wasn’t defensive and passive like the style taught at Miyagi-Do, and she wasn’t all aggressive and merciless like Sensei Lawrence taught at Cobra Kai. The girl’s karate style was the perfect combination of offence and defence, which made her practically unbeatable. Y/N was badass as shit. And everyone knew it.

Demetri was the opposite of badass. Lanky and skinny, with gimpy, out of proportion limps, karate was definitely not his strong suit. He’d taken many beatings, even before karate came back to the Valley, and for a while, these beatings were even coming from his best friend, Eli. Sure, he’d had his victories in karate, for instance, when he had kicked Hawk into the trophy case during the school fight, but all in all, he had not had many successes when it came to karate. However, Demetri’s biggest success was somehow winning the heart of the biggest badass at school; Y/N L/N herself.

The pair had somehow become friends in school, despite the dark haired boy being very much terrified of her. And from there, their friendship had blossomed into a beautiful relationship, and the pair were both incredibly happy, despite the fact that Demetri had no idea how he’d ended up with someone so far out of his league. Since the karate war had started, Y/N had begun training more and more at Miyagi-Do, helping Daniel train the students, and now, after Kreese’s latest attack, helping Johnny Lawrence and the former Cobra Kai’s learn to fight in a style that wasn’t all offence. Today, whilst Daniel and Johnny were outside separately training Miguel and Sam in order to prepare them for the tournament, Y/N was playing a little game.

“Okay,” The h/c grinned, hopping onto the mat and getting in her stance. “Let’s play a sparring game. Winner stays on. I’ll start.” Demetri could see the mischievous twinkle in his girlfriend’s eye, but of course the new members of Miyagi-Do were not aware of the girl’s capabilities. “I’ll take you on,” Mitch had said with a cocky smirk, and the boy was flat on his back in less than ten seconds. Y/N pushed one strand of h/c hair from her face, winking at Demetri who was trying overly hard not to look impressed. “Who’s next?” The girl grinned, exhaling sharply as at least five new sets of eyes marvelled at her. This was the first time the combined dojos had seen each other fight, and they wouldn’t be the first to underestimate the seemingly innocent girl.

“Alright, Y/N, I’ll take you on,” Hawk said, stepping forwards, his scar twitching as his face twisted in determination. The red haired boy climbed onto the mat, and though he would never admit it to his girlfriend, Demetri was worried for her. He knew full well what he was capable of, and he had the scar on his arm to prove it. However, the brown eyed boy was wrong to doubt, as in thirty seconds, Y/N had Eli in a pin. “I win,” The girl breathed, one of her h/c strands falling from her bun. Eli got up with a huff and walked to the edge of the mat again, taking his spot next to Demetri.

As training went on, Y/N took every student on, working her way around everyone except Demetri and every time being victorious. “Holy fuck, she is badass,” Bert breathed after being thrown to the floor less than five seconds. He was the penultimate student, and still no one had managed to beat Y/N. Demetri let out a steady breath as he knew the time had come for him to get his ass handed to him by his girlfriend, and certainly not for the first time. Hawk smirked playfully before whispering to his best friend; “If it took her thirty seconds to get me down, I reckon she’ll have you in three.” “Actually, last time it was two,” Chris chimed in, earning a playful laugh from the others which caused Demetri to blush. However, it was at this moment that Sensei LaRusso chose to step into the dojo alongside Sensei Lawrence.

“Training’s finished for today, guys,” Daniel spoke, and Demetri was hesitant to let out a sigh of relief. As much as he loved Y/N, he would rather not have his ass kicked in front of the other teens, even if she had done the same to the rest of them. “You got lucky, Met,” Chris grinned, clapping the dark haired boy on the back as they began to file out the dojo. “Great training today, guys.” The h/c haired girl smiled, though Demetri’s brown eyes caught the mischievous glint in her e/c ones, and his eyebrows raised. “Sensei, if you don’t mind, I wanna train with Demetri a little longer. We didn’t get to finish today.” As soon as those words escaped her lips, the boy knew he was screwed. “Sure thing, Y/N. Thanks for all your help. It’s good to have someone round here who knows karate but also knows what it’s like to be a teenager.” “No problem,” The girl smiled, her eyes meeting Demetri’s with a smirk. “Yeah, and it’s good to have someone round here who’s an actual badass, too,” Sensei Lawrence chimed in, earning a disapproving look from Daniel. “I”m badass as fuck, I’ll have you know,” The man argued, and Y/N chuckled, closing the dojo doors and forcing the men to take their childish bickering somewhere else.

Demetri exhaled deeply as his girlfriend turned to face him. “Didn’t think you were getting out of a fight, did you?” The girl asked with a smile, causing the boy to roll his eyes. “Gee, anyone would think my girlfriend enjoyed kicking my ass.” “Maybe I do,” Y/N grinned cheekily before pressing a chaste kiss to the tall boy’s lips. “Now come on, in your stance.” Reluctantly, Demetri planted his feet and lifted up his guard, quirking an eyebrow at the girl who adjusted her hair where it sat atop her head before saying; “Ready? Hajime.” The h/c pounced forward, throwing a kick to Demetri’s head which he barely managed to block. She then threw one, two, three consecutive punches, but the boy shielded them all. She’s going easy on me, Demetri decided as not one of her shots landed. Scoffing slightly, the dark haired boy threw a feeble punch, but it was intercepted. “Come on, Demetri. You can fight better than that.” “So can you,” He pointed out, causing Y/N to smirk. The girl threw another kick, but he blocked it with the palm of his hand and retaliated with the same kick. A stupidly predictable move, even when she was taking it easy.

Y/N caught the kick under her arm, leaving the boy fighting for balance as she rotated their stance before forcing Demetri backwards, never letting go of his leg. His back hit the wall of the dojo with a crash, and the boy winced slightly. “Oops,” The h/c said, but she didn’t seem at all apologetic. “That was technically not a karate move,” The pedantic boy pointed out as Y/N finally let his leg drop to the floor and stepped inside his guard. “Neither is this,” She whispered, taking the collar of his shirt and pulling him down into a bruising kiss. Demetri was quick to reciprocate, much happier to be kissing his girlfriend than fighting her. Y/N’s hands snaked up to the boy’s dark hair as they continued to kiss, Demetri’s back pressed against the dojo wall. His hands slotted themselves inside the gaps of the girl’s vest top, setting them on her bare waist and making her shiver. “This,” Demetri mumbled in between kisses, “Is much better than fighting.” “We both know I could still beat you at this,” Y/N responded, pulling herself even closer to the boy so that their chests were flushed together. The two continued to kiss until they heard the opening slide of the dojo door, and hurriedly jumped apart.

“What are you- really, guys?” Sensei Lawrence asked as he stood in the doorway, his eyebrows raised. “Sensei,” Y/N breathed, though it’s not like either of them could deny it with their bruised lips and Demetri’s messy hair. “I don’t wanna know,” He interrupted, before glancing at Demetri; “Good going, kid.” The boy blushed a deep red as Johnny went on. “I won’t tell Daniel if you won’t.” Both teens nodded aggressively, knowing full well how Mr LaRusso felt about kids making out in his dojo. “But if you’re gonna fuck, at least clean the mat afterwards.”

[bansheeoftheforest]

Moreau's Revenge but it directly leads to a permanently feral Jekyll. They find him in a cage in Moreau's lab, pacing back and forth on all fours like a tiger. He pulls his lips up and snarls at them and there is no recognition in his eyes, just fear and hatred. Anyone who was there the day of the rescue saw Moreau being led out in cuffs, and the good Dr. Jekyll carried out with restraints and a muzzle, snarling and shrieking and trying to fight against his rescuers.

The Society is deemed the safest place to keep him (Robert almost jumped over a desk to attack the first person who suggested Bethlam as an option), so the Lodgers now have to deal with the world's most skittish and aggressive human wild cat and the pain of having Henry right there byt so far away.

Maybe Robert would be his primary doctor? He doesn't trust anyone else not to hurt Henry further, so he takes over the role of therapy and trying to help his friend regain his sense. It's slow-going, but Henry finally let him touch him withiut growling, so that's something. The first time he headbutted Robert for attention he started crying.

Ooh, what if Moreau also tried to use him to experiment figuring out Frankenstein's method? Henry is covered in scars from being experimented on and sewn back up, he kind of matches Creature now.

On a more bittersweet positive note, maybe he really likes Jasper and Creature? Maybe he bonded with Moreau's unfortunate animal specimens and now associates the smell of animals with safety, so he spends alot of time in Jasper's room. He also associates dead-but-living with safety and follows Creature around like a stray kitten, climbing on him when he gets comfortable enough and knows he won't hurt him.

The Lodgers become fiercely protective of Henry, if any rich fuck or nosy reporter tries to see Henry to see if the rumours are true, they will be physically thrown from the Society by a bunch of angry scientists. Jekyll being loved and protected as he is slowly recovering from his trauma my beloved.

TRAUMA AND AU CROSSOVERS MY BELOVED <3

Man... I just love that thought, especially if people that Jekyll knows (Like Brokenshire, the Commissioner, + Wipple n Jenkins) are there during the rescue or even led it. They find Henry and they are all so relieved but to their horror, Henry is snarling at them, he is throwing himself against the bars of his cage trying to claw them, his eyes and pupils are so much bigger than should be humanely possible, he doesn't seem to be able to even stand on two legs. His hair is shaggy and sweaty and probably has dried blood in it, it just makes him look more and more mad when it falls over his face as they force on a muzzle and restrain him. It pains them all so much because this is their friend and he has been withstanding god knows what and know he doesn't even know that he is human. They have to knock him out with sleeping meds to even manage to get him into a police carriage so they can get him out of the lab, maybe Moreau would see it and laugh and tell them that they'll never get their Henry Jekyll bad, the fucker is gone for ever now, now he has to suffer in Bethlam like him.

(Which, of course, only makes the four of them want to help Henry and make sure he can recover even more)

Robert would feel like he is trying to tame a scared stray cat, at first he can't even let Henry out of the cage/restraints without him trying to escape and or hurt him or others, so he starts by giving him food (Rachel's chicken seems to be a favorite, it seems) and reaching into the cage with a thick glove so he can touch him. Any wrong move and Henry becomes skittish and aggressive and tries to bite him, and it just pains Robert so much to see his best friend like this. But slowly and surely Henry warms up, soon he allows Robert to pet him without trying to hurt him, soon he actually relaxes when Robert is in the same room as him, soon Robert can sit with him in the cage and Henry will put his head on his lap. All those small steps brings Robert to tears and yet it's not until Henry happily thrills when Robert enters the room, or tries to headbutt him, or even tries to groom him that Robert actually cries. Henry warms up to Robert so much that he can have an entire room for himself, soon he slowly warms up to the Lodgers too... <3

Aw man... Imagine Brokenshire and the Commissioner (Man, I really mention him a lot, huh? We literally have him mentioned to be Henry's friend once but ahaha i almost want to OC-fy him at this point) visiting Henry from time to time bc they are worried for their friend and they are almost the only ones outside of the Society that knows what's going on. At first Henry is skeptical but, despite the feral part of him associating them with pain bc they restrained him and he hasn't seen them since, something in him recognizes them, and maybe that would be the first time they would get proof that Henry actually is saveable <3

Oohoohohohoh Henry with scars... Imagine the first time Henry would actually become aware (maybe it would be reverse Feral AU where he gets aware for short periods of time in the beginning?) and seeing his face and body and all the scars... Angst <3

Jasper and Creature having a soft spot for Henry my beloved, Henry immediately feeling safe with them my double beloved <3<3<3<3 Henry being allowed to roam the Society for the first time and yet clinging to Jasper immediately. Jasper, obviously, smells like a werewolf and like other animals and it makes Henry feel safe so he clings to him for a lot of the time, Jasper's creatures accept him as one of their own immediately. Henry being so intrigued by Creature and yet needing a little bit to warm up to him, mostly because he is so big and easily could hurt him, but Creature is patient and has so much sympathy and sorrow for him and soon Henry is just... Laying on his shoulders like some sort of human scarf while snoozing and shfjshjsdfhsd ;-;

Man... Henry starting to feel so safe and loved by the Lodgers and they all protect him and take care of him, they want to see him happy and recovering, even Frankenstein would be protective off him bc she knows what kind of a madman Moreau is and no one should have had to live through what Henry had to, Henry slowly but surely healing and becoming unferal and the Lodgers cheering him on and not thinking any less of him skfsjdfhsjdfJHjjsdfhjJAHJASd

[cruecifymesixx]

Love and Leather /part sixxty five/

Word Count: 10k

A/N: Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday! I’m about to get trashed tomorrow night to make up for my lack of christmas spirit! Enjoy! Because I’m about to fuck it up again!

Warnings: Language, angst for like a brief second, fluff and sexual innuendos 

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“I have a delivery for Miss Vanity Blackwood?”

“Van! It’s for you!”

I put down the laundry basket, messing with Arianna’s hair as I walked past her to get to the front door, “Oh! These are gorgeous!” I smiled at the pink and violet roses that had a mix of baby breath sprinkled throughout the blooming flowers. He also handed over a white box with a silk red bow wrapped around it before giving me a paper to sign, “Thank you!”

I set the flowers down on the table, next to the other flowers that have been accumulating for the last few days. Nikki had been going out of his way with grand gestures, I told him it wasn’t needed but he is adamant about it. So, I’m trying to be appreciative of it.

“Five bouquets of flowers in the past three days.” Clementine groaned as I looked at all of them. I think the orange and purple carnations with the white tiger lilies are my favorite, “Not even your favorites-“ Clementine tsk’d as I rolled my eyes, “For someone that is suppose to know you, he really misses the mark....the candy’s good. It’s been those caramel and pecan turtle things every time.” She explained as she opened up the new box of chocolates and stuffed one into her mouth.

I chuckled, “For someone who misses the mark, he sure knows my favorite candy.” I teased, “It’s the thought that counts Clementine. It’s sweet.” I spoke in a soft tone as I admired all the flowers.

“Yeah, real sweet.” She rolled her eyes and glared at the flowers, “Yelled at you in the middle of the damn hallway after making you watch him almost kill your boyfriend. That’s real sweet. Girls just dream about that.”

“Ex boyfriend.” I corrected her as she nodded, “And, what can I say? I like my men with a little psychotic tendencies.” I grinned as we both started laughing, “But I did tell him to cutback on the flowers. Arianna’s been having a sneezing fit every time she walks past them...and I’m running out of room.”

“Throw them away?” Clementine suggested as I let out a scoff and laughed.

“What?! No! They aren’t dead yet!” I shouted playfully as Arianna came over and stole a piece of chocolate.

“Daddy got you more flowers?” She questioned, mouth full of chocolate and caramel as she stared up at me, “Told you it was too much.” Clementine mumbled, mouth full of sweets too.

“Yes. Daddy sent me more flowers.” I explained as she giggled and tried to take another piece of candy, “Last one Ari.” I said sternly as she pouted slightly before nodding.

Clementine let out an amused grunt, “Huh? So you’re calling him daddy too? That’s cute.” She teases as I felt my cheeks get a tad warmer.

“Shut up, it’s not-just be quiet Clemmy.” I stammered over my words as Arianna looked up at me, “Yeah? What’s up princess?” I wrapped my arms around her before holding her at my side.

“Can we go see daddy yet?” She questioned as I shook my head, “He said he’d call when he was done with his work.” Nikki had to have a conference call with his lawyers about Brandi refusing to sign the divorce papers because she wasn’t getting everything she wanted from him. She wanted more money, plus royalties from his future earnings. It was fucked up. Plus, she was trying to say Nikki had abandoned her and the marriage. I mean, maybe he did. But he had a probable cause to do so.

But, that’s not any of my business.

“You two seem to be getting along well. From all the stories I was expecting more chaos.” Clementine pointed out as I grinned.

“This is the calm before the storm. All the sweet gestures-“ I motioned to the flowers, “are him trying to kiss my ass, same with all the nice words he’s been saying.” I shrugged, “Its what he’s always done to get out of trouble with me.”

Clementine laughed, “Is it working?” I glanced over at her and smiled.

“I don’t know.”

Clementine continued to pester with the questions for a little while longer as I eventually tuned them all out. I jumped out of the chair when the phone started ringing, “I got it!” I yelled as I ran over to it and grabbed the phone.

“Obviously.” Clementine muttered as I flipped her off.

“He-hello?”

“Hey Van! Are you and Arianna ready? I ordered some lunch to have sent up to the room. Figured you’d be hungry and she’d be hungry and I’m hungry so...I’ll see you in a little bit?” Nikki chuckled nervously over the phone as I smiled a bit.

I glared at Clementine when she made kissy faces towards me, “Yeah Nikki, we’ll be over in a few. I’ll see you then, bye.”

“Bye doll.”

I put down the phone and threw at Clementine, “Arianna! Get your shoes on! Daddy’s waiting for us!”

“Get your shoes on Vanity, Daddy’s waiting for you.” Clementine continued her relentless teasing as I rolled my eyes and slipped on my sandals.

“Would you shut up? God, you’re so annoying.” I whined as I heard another knock on the door.

“Clem! Can you get that?” I said as I walked to Arianna’s room to get her bag I had packed with extra clothes. I walked to the living room to see Clementine standing in the kitchen with a vase of beautiful blooming sunflowers.

“Amazing and beautiful. Not a flower or a tree. Prettier than that and only I can see.” Clementine read from a card as I felt my cheeks become hot and turn pink.

“What? Did he get this from a damn fortune cookie?” She replied before putting the vase down on the table next to the others. I sighed, Nikki was doing way to much.

“Mommy I’m ready.” I looked down at Arianna and nodded, “Right, let’s go see your dad.”

*Nikki’s Hotel*

“Do not touch anything.” I mumbled to Arianna as I saw her looking at the glass and gold tables with the fancy little decorative vases on them. I watched Nikki come out of the elevator and walk to us as Arianna let go of my hand and ran towards him.

“Daddy!” She yelled as he reached down and picked her up, “Well hello to you too pumpkin.” He gave her a kiss on the cheek and tickled her sides as he smiled at me, “Hey Van.”

“Hello.” I muttered as I picked up Ari’s backpack she had thrown to the ground, “Daddy I drew you pictures.”

Nikki gasped, “You did? Well I would love to see them. But how about after lunch, you hungry? I have a cheeseburger waiting for you up in my room.”

She nodded, “Mommy made gross pancakes this morning.”

I laughed, “Arianna...”

“Yeah, mommy’s never been to good at cooking.”

When we got to Nikki’s room, he dug his key out of his pocket while Arianna talked his ear off. He let me in first before following behind. I looked around, his hotel room was huge. The bedroom was completely separate and the living room part of the hotel had a balcony he could step out on.

“I didn’t know what to get you so I got you a cheeseburger too. Your new found diet seems to have caused you to loose some weight.” Nikki explained as he sniffed repeatedly.

I scowled as I put down my purse and Arianna’s bag, “Been clean for a week Nikki.” I whispered to him as he nodded.

“Proud of you, doll.” He smiles as he nudged my arm and pulled out a chair at the table for me to sit down in.

“Can we go swimming yet?” Arianna asked as she chewed on a french fry.

“You gotta eat first and then get dressed. Then we can go alright?” Nikki explained as Arianna nodded. I picked at the burger, pulling off onions, pickles and tomatoes.

“Oh wait, I have yours.” Nikki said as he handed me a cheeseburger that didn’t have any of the stuff I just pulled off.

“...thank you.” I looked down at the burger. Wow, that is not something I expected him to remember. I also looked at the fries, they had crinkle cut while I had regular fries. I hate crinkle cut, they’re disgusting.

I saw Nikki glance over at me smiling as he chewed his food, “Something wrong with lunch Van?” He questioned as I shook my head.

“No it’s just uh...right? Uh, never mind.” I mumbled before I started eating.

Arianna rushed through her food before she ran over to her backpack and pulled out a folded piece of paper. She climbed back on the chair and handed the drawing to Nikki. He smiled at her as he unfolded it.

“It’s you! And me! And mom!” I glanced at it, seeing the a lot of spiky black hair and little cartoon smiles on her doodles.

“It’s wonderful baby. Thank you.” Nikki folded it back up before he put it in his wallet.

“Auntie let me use her special crayons to color it.” Arianna explained to him as he tried down playing his eye roll.

“Babe, you ready to get dressed?” I motioned to her plate of food as she nodded, “Let’s go!!” She yelled as she climbed back out of the chair and grabbed my hand, trying to pull me into the other room to get changed.

“We’ll be ready in a minute.” I told Nikki as he nodded and started cleaning up Arianna’s mess from lunch.

*Nikki’s POV*

After cleaning up and the girls laughing and causing a ruckus in the bathroom, I pulled my shirt over my head, adjusting the swim shorts I was wearing after. Arianna came running out with a purple and pink towel wrapped around her shoulders and floaties around her arms while she climbed up onto my bed. She had Vanity’s sunglasses in hand before putting them on and beginning to babble about something. I couldn’t tell, she was talking way to fast. Vanity cleared her throat, making me turn around as she was holding the strings to her bikini top.

“Can you...um tie these for me?” I chuckled as she turned around, her back facing me as my eyes drifted down to the scar on her skin as I stepped over and grabbed the strings from her.

“You know...I think you could tie these yourself.” I whispered in her ear as I pressed against her. I tied the strings slowly before putting my hands on her hips. I smirked to myself when I felt her body tense up under my palms, “Are these ones tight enough?” I questioned, fumbling with the black fabric that was tied in a bow at her side.

She laughed a bit before stepping away from me and turning around to face me, my eyes immediately dropped down, “Wow.” I looked back at her, feeling my cheeks heat up in embarrassment, “I mean uh....let me get you a shirt.” I moved off to the side and grabbed a white shirt sticking out of my suitcase and handed it to her.

Van quickly slipped it over her shoulders, the bottom hem of the shirt resting just a little bit below her hips, “Arianna, you ready to go to the pool?” She questioned as she climbed off the bed and put on her little sandals.

“Ready! I have my floaties!” She cheered as Vanity laughed and put her hand out for her as she quickly took it.

I grabbed my room key and towel before heading to the door and opening it. I felt my fucking stomach drop to my nut sack as I stared into deep, dark blue eyes.

“Brandi...hey ah- what are you doing here?” I stuttered out as she immediately hit me in the chest with a rolled up magazine repeatedly.

I heard Vanity hush Arianna as I closed the door a little bit more so Brandi couldn’t peer inside.

Brandi scoffed, “Wondering when the hell my husband is gonna stop playing house and come back home to me.” She snapped out, pushing me to the side as she walked into my hotel room. You could of heard the drop of a pin as Brandi glared at Vanity.

“Hello Vanity.” Brandi’s voice was conniving and her demeanor was intimidating as she stared her down. Brandi forced a smile before looking down at Arianna, “Well isn’t this just one big happy family reunion?” She cackled as Vanity looked over at me. Her face was red, and the look in her eye wasn’t a very friendly one. She was probably thinking, ‘Sixx, you better fucking do something and you better do it now.’

I cleared my throat, “Van...uh take her to the pool. I’ll be down in a little bit.” I motioned to the door and opened it up for them.

“Daddy, c’mon.” Arianna said as she grabbed my hand and tried pulling me with her. My head snapped over to Brandi when she let out and amused laugh.

“Go on babe. I’ll see you in a few minutes. Just wait for me.” I smiled at her as I nudged her towards Vanity. If looks could kill, my body would already be in the process of rigor mortis. I closed the door and turned towards Brandi when they were down the hall.

“We are separated. I signed the papers just like you wanted.” I said as I watched her step over to me, standing toe to toe as she looked up.

“Nikki, that’s not what I wanted.” Brandi sighed as she ran her hands up my chest before resting them atop of my shoulders, “I just want you to to come back home. You’ve spent enough time here.”

I moved away from her touch, “No. I’m not going home. Did you even move out? Because a few weeks is plenty to get your shit out.” I shook my head in frustration, “I have a kid here, Brandi. I’m not leaving her. I told you, I am done.”

Brandi rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest, “And how do you know she’s even yours? You weren’t with her for five years. She’s a beautiful little girl, but I don’t want you stuck paying for someone else’s child support for the next thirteen years.” She tried closing the space between us again, “C’mon honey, come home. I love and miss you. I have a little project we can work on together.”

“I know Arianna is mine! Don’t fucking call me honey! You aren’t my home, I don’t love you and haven’t thought about you since I left! I’m

Not doing jack shit for you! Fly your ass back to California and get your crap out of my house!”

“Nikki, please we can work on what we struggle with. I do love you a lot. I was there when she left you, remember? How many nights you spent crying and wanted to go shoot it, remember that?”

I glared, “You just want to do that stupid god damn photo shoot you’ve been begging for, for the past year! I’m not doing it!”

I watched as she walked over to me. Brandi gently put her hands on the side of my face, “Nikki, I love you. I was there for you when she ran three thousand miles away and didn’t even bother to tell you that you have a daughter. It’s not about doing the photoshoot. I love you Nikki, I didn’t want you to sign those papers, I just-“ I stared as her eyes started watering up, blinking out a few tears. “I hoped it would scare you enough to come back home. I thought you loved me enough to not just throw away our years of marriage.”

I groaned, “Don’t even start with the crying. It’s not going to work, Brandi. Just fucking go back-“

I was caught off guard when she planted her lips on mine. I grabbed her by her hips and roughly pulled her off of me, “Brandi! Stop!”

I wiped her saliva off my mouth as she cried harder, “Nikki! I want you to come back home!”

“I don’t want too!!” I fought back, raising my voice but she wiped away her tears before more came, “Our marriage was a mistake! If I hadn’t cheated things would be a lot fucking different!”

“It’s not like she’s going to wake up and love you again!!” She shouted as she started pushing on my chest.”

“I KNOW THAT!!”

Before I could even think about what I was doing, my hand went through dry wall of the hotel. My chest was heaving up and down as I tried to control myself. I heard Brandi choke out a pathetic squeak of a sob as I glared over at her.

“I’m not doing this for her. I’m doing this for Arianna. I’m here for her, not Vanity! We are trying to be friends and parents! I am not going to be like my fucking father!” I yelled at her as she rolled her eyes.

“Okay, Nikki. Enjoy playing house with your groupie ex and your illegitimate child. I’ll see you back in Los Angeles.” She said, almost as if the tears were fake which I already knew they were. She shoved the magazine back into my chest before shoulder checking me and walking out the door.

A new fucking magazine with our faces on it. Great.

*Vanity’s POV*

I sat on the edge of the pool next to Arianna as she was at my side kicking her feet in the water. I kept glancing at the entrance to the pool, waiting for Nikki to come down.

“Mommy, who was that?” Ari questioned softly as I sighed and ran my hand over her head.

“She’s no one baby. Don’t worry about it. You ready to get in the pool?” I asked her as she shook her head.

“No, I wanna wait for Daddy.” I sighed but nodded anyways.

I wonder if Nikki knew Brandi was going to be here? Im sure he would’ve told me if she was...I think? Or I hope. I heard the security gate to the pool slam open before slamming shut, I sighed deeply as I looked over and saw Nikki storming over to the open bar.

“Uh oh.” Arianna whispered as I laughed a little bit, “Daddy’s mad.”

I shook my head, “He’s fine, darling. Daddy’s a real tough one.” I explained as she smiled and got up, walking over to the little side table and sipping on her fruit punch out of a swirly straw before picking at the complimentary fruit and vegetable tray that was brought over.

“Here.” I looked up, seeing Nikki tower above me as he held out a beer bottle. I slowly took it from him, noticing the tinted red cheeks and the furrowed brows.

“Are you-“

“Don’t. Just don’t.” He snapped back as I looked away from him and took a sip.

“Daddy! Can we swim now!?” Arianna asked, running over to him and reaching for his hand and pulling on him.

Nikki forced a smile, “Of course sweet pea. Go get your floaties on and we’ll get in.” He explained to her as she did what he said. I looked back at him, watching Nikki chug the whole beer at once before putting the glass down on the table.

I stood up from sitting at the edge of the pool before walking over to my purse and grabbing a hair tie to throw my hair up in a quick bun. Arianna came over to me, needing help to adjust the floaties, “Told you, you should’ve just kept them on.” I chuckled as she huffed and puffed.

I found my self looking at Nikki pull off his shirt as my mouth went agape, “Jesus Nik.” I muttered as I walked over and put my hand on his back, gliding over all the tattoos.

“Oh, yeah.” He laughed, “I sometimes forget my back is covered. Do you like it?” He questioned, his head turned over his shoulder as he gave me a real smile.

I nodded, “It’s so cool. I love the sun.” My hand traced down to the devil and angel figures on his lower back, “These are cute too.”

He laughed, “Thank you?” He shook his head before trying to step away from me but I grabbed his shoulder.

“An octopus?” I questioned as I motioned for him to turn around, he rolled his eyes but did it anyways, “Whoa.” My eyes widened at the colorful ink across his shoulders and chest.

“What? Too much?” He grinned as my eyes wandered down his torso. I blinked a few times before looking back at him before returning my gaze to the tattoo on his rib cage.

I looked at the black cursive that stared back at me. My hand moved by itself and I traced over my name with a sky blue painted finger nail. I shook my head, “Why do you still have that?”

Nikki gently pushed my hand off his body before he turned his back towards me and slipped into the pool, “C’mon Ari.” Nikki motioned for her as he stood at the edge of the pool and lifted her into the water with him.

My eyes stayed glued to my name as I watched him begin to teach her how to swim. Why the hell does he still have that? I took a sip out of the bottle before wiping my bottom lip.

“You gotta kick your legs baby. That’s how you stay afloat.” Nikki held her slightly above the water in his arms, “And then you gotta move your arms away from you so you can doggy paddle.” Nikki laughed as she started splashing away at the water, “It’s a start, princess. You’re doing good.”

“Mom!! I’m swimming!” Arianna giggled as I smiled at her, “You’re doing amazing sweetie. How about you try without Daddy holding onto you?”

Nikki slowly started to let go of her, “Try swimming over to mom.” Nikki said as Arianna started to whine, “Hey, it’s okay. I’m right here.”

“Just swim to me baby. Daddy will be right by you just in case.” I motioned for her as Nikki lowered her back into the water, letting go of her as she started kicking and moving her arms.

Nikki clapped for her as she swam over to me and grabbed a hold of my legs and I quickly hoisted her up, “You did it!!” I chimed as she giggled and wiped water from her face.

I showered her in little quick pecks on the cheek as she complained and tried pulling away from me, reaching her arms out for Nikki. For how big his smile was, you would’ve thought it was hurting him. He swam over to us and took her from me as he held onto her, “Hey, I did good too. Do I get a kiss?” I rolled my eyes and lightly kicked him in the gut instead.

I watched as Arianna climbed like spider monkey around Nikki’s torso before she was wrapped around his back, “You good, Sixx?” I tried smiling a bit as I saw his falter.

“No, yeah. I’m good, doll. Don’t worry about me.” He forced a smile before he started laughing when Arianna tugged and pulled on his hair as she tried to balance herself on his shoulders.

“Ow, Arianna be careful.” Nikki groaned as he reached up for her hands and held them in his.

“Daddy I want my snacks!” Nikki rolled his eyes as he walked over to the edge of the pool and took her off his shoulders, placing her down on the concrete as she ran over to the chair and started eating.

“Went through me being kicked in the face and getting my hair ripped out just to ask for snacks a minute later.” He mumbled before shaking his hair out, pushing it from his face right after.

He sighed and looked at me. I hated that look. I know that look. That’s look he always gave me right before he told me something I wasn’t going to like and also right before he would’ve told me no.

“I have to go back to California.”

I felt my heart drop to my stomach as I stared at him, “Not immediately, like in a few weeks or so. I have to do a photoshoot I already paid for months ago. She wants one last proof to the world that she was married to me.” Nikki explained as he shook his head, “I really don’t want to go…”

”Well-“ I paused, running my nails through my hair, “You should just do what she wants that way she’s somewhat content and will leave you alone.”

He grinned, “Yeah, but here’s the thing. The photoshoot isn’t exactly what I call normal.”

“Nikki, you don’t know the meaning of the word normal.” I teased with a smile as he splashed water at me.”

“Shut up.” He laughed but then deeply sighed in annoyance, “We’ll be naked…”

I blinked a few times before scratching the top of my head, “For Playboy?” Nikki shook his head, telling me no.

“Huh, well. Hope it’s tasteful.” I mumbled, “But the divorce?”

Nikki tilted his head to the side as he stepped a bit closer to me, hands placed on both sides of my legs, “It’s still happening. And when I’m there I can meet with the lawyers physically instead of phone calls and emails and it will move things along faster…it’s just gonna be pretend, Princess.” Nikki’s voice was soft as he maintained eye contact with me.

“Good thing it’s pretend.” I mumbled quietly, “I mean, just pretend it some other model or something. Or T-bone. I know you two are super close.”

“Yeah, like brothers.” He laughed before he pinched my hip only for me to smack his hand away from me.

“I want a brother!” Arianna exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I immediately started shaking my head.

“You-you want a brother?” Nikki questioned, shock riddling his voice as he stared at us. She moved from me before sitting down on the edge next to me.

“Yes! All my friends have brothers and mommy has a brother and you have Tommy!” I laughed due to the extreme uncomfortableness that was starting to choke me.

Nikki smiled, “That’s up to mommy, not me angel.”

I agreed with Nikki, “Plus, brothers are so gross Ari. They stink and they’re dirty and they ruin everything. Uncle Grey is horrible.” I explained as she giggled

“Uncle Grey is fun! And so is Tommy!” Arianna argued back, “Ari…”

“Well, you know babe. Tommy isn’t the only brother I got. There’s also Vince and Mick.”

Ari gasped as she looked over at me, “I want to meet them! Can I meet them!?”

“Maybe one day, darling. If you and mom come back to California.” Nikki explained, looking over at me as I shook my head which resulted in his smile turning into a frown.

“…Or they can come here.” I pointed out.

“...Or you can come home.”

I rolled my eyes before turning my attention back to Arianna, “How about we swim a bit longer before we have to go.” I told her as she nodded and I helped her back into the water.

I felt Nikki’s hand wrap around my ankle as he tried pulling me in, “Nik, stop.” I laughed as I pushed on his shoulder. Arianna then latched onto my ankle and tried pulling me too.

Nikki smirked before grabbing the hem of his shirt and tried to pull it up, “Take off the shirt and let’s get in the water.” He laughed as I grabbed his hand and tried pushing it away from my body.

“I dont want to get in.” I protested as he gave me a serious look

“Don’t be a party pooper mommy.” Arianna giggled. I let out a scoff due to her words.

“Yeah mommy, don’t be a party pooper.” Nikki copied before he let go of my ankle and quickly wrapped his arms around my body, picking me up and dragging me into the water.

“Nikki!” I laughed as his hands slid down to the back of my thighs as he tossed me over his shoulder. I started punching his back, “Nikki, let me go!” I yelled before I was quickly dropped into the water face first.

I came back up, wiping my face as Nikki was full of smiles and holding Arianna, “What? You said to let you go?” He smirked as Arianna pointed and laughed at me.

“You’re such an ass.” I told him as he laughed at me again.

“Love you too princess.”

*a few hours later, Nikki’s POV*

“Arianna, quit jumping on the couch! You’re going to fall.” Van told her as she was bouncing behind me as I sat on the floor, plucking strings to my bass.

“La, la, la!” I turned around, seeing Arianna plugging her ears with her fingers. I chuckled before quickly grabbing her and placing her on my lap with the guitar in front of us.

She started hitting the strings, trying to play it but I quickly grabbed her hand, “No. You don’t hit this. They’re important to daddy.” I told her as she nodded. I kept one hand on the fret board as I guided her fingers to gently pluck the strings.

I heard a click of a camera as I glanced up to see Vanity taking a picture of us, “Don’t play with that either.” I told Van as she rolled her eyes before turning the camera on herself and sticking up her middle finger and snapping a pic.

Vanity chuckled before placing the camera back down on the table, “Arianna, we should get going. It’s getting late and auntie Clem is probably waiting for us.”

She started to pout before i took her off my lap and placed her down on the floor, “Moms right, kid. We’ll have more fun tomorrow, I promise.” I whispered as she nodded. Vanity handed Arianna her tiny little purple backpack as she held onto her purse. I walked them to the door and opened it up as Arianna hugged my legs.

I ran my hand over her head before I picked her up and gave her a hug, “I love you princess.” I kissed her forehead as she hugged me tighter.

“I love you too daddy.” She whispered against my ear as I smiled before I started tickling her sides. She started laughing uncontrollably before I put her down on the floor.

“I’ll call you tomorrow?” I asked Vanity as she nodded, not bothering to look at me as she dug her car keys out. I rolled my eyes before I stepped over to her and wrapped her up in a hug as well. I felt her tense up before she relaxed and patted the back of my shoulder.

“Can you let go now?” She mumbled as I squeezed her tighter and picked her up off the ground, “Nikki.” She said my name sternly as I sighed and put her feet back on the ground.

“Goodnight girls.” I told them both as Arianna waved at me before she grabbed Vanity’s hand and they started walking down the hall to the elevators.

I exhaled before closing the hotel door. I glanced at the hole in the wall, shaking my head before I started picking the place up. Arianna had made a mess in every square inch of the room. I tossed trash into the bin before going into the adjoining bedroom and fixed the blankets and shook off crumbs from Arianna’s cookies she’d been devouring earlier in the day.

I plopped down on the bed, bass resting against my stomach as I fumbled with the strings and stared up at the ceiling. I was ultimately bored now that they left. Maybe we could go to the zoo tomorrow? Or maybe a picnic at the park? Or what if I took the girls shopping? Well, Arianna mainly. Vanity doesn’t need anymore clothes.

I closed my eyes and played a simple melody. I’ve had a lot more creative juices flowing while being here. I’ve written a few new songs to show the guys, I think they’re good, so maybe the boys will too.

I opened my eyes when there was a knock on my door. I put the bass down on the bed before going to open it. Vanity was drenched in rain and shivering as Arianna smiled at me before walking into my room.

“M-my car won’t start. And it’s pouring rain and thundering out side and-“

“Do you want to stay the night? I can get the car looked at in the morning…” The words blurted out of me before I could process what I was saying.

“If it’s not too big of a deal.” She mumbled as a shiver went down her spine and I quickly let her inside before closing the door.

“No. No it’s, uh it’s fine. I’ll um…” I quickly went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel before giving it to her, “I’ll uh…I’ll call down for extra blankets and pillows.” I mumbled before going to call the front desk. I watched as Arianna kicked off her shoes and Vanity turned on the TV for her.

“Can I take a shower?” I stared blankly at Van.

“Uh yeah, can I get some extra pillows and blankets sent up to room to three twenty seven? Okay, cool. Thank you.” I put the phone down as I stared at Vanity some more. Her white shirt was clinging to the red bra she was wearing underneath but her jeans were only a little damp.

“Nik?” She took me from my thoughts as I looked at her finally, “Oh, yeah. Sure. Go take a shower.”

She wrapped the towel around her shoulders, “If you don’t want us to stay I can like call a taxi or something..” She muttered as I shook my head feverishly.

“No! No, I want you-I mean you two can both stay. I don’t mind. I’m not doing anything important anyways.” I stumbled out as she nodded.

“Okay.” She smiled at me before she went to the bathroom. On a scale of one to ten, one being perfectly calm and ten being a full blown panic attack. I was currently at a ten.

“Daddy! The door!” Arianna yelled for me as I went back into the living room to answer it.

“Oh thanks man. Appreciate it.” I told the guy as he handed over the stuff and I closed the door. I turned around only to bump into Ari.

“Am I spending the night?” She sweetly asked me as I patted her head and put the blankets and pillows down.

“Yeah, yeah one big sleepover. You, me…mommy.” I told her as she took one of the blankets and dragged it back over to the couch before she continued to watch cartoons and snack on some more cookies that were left on the table.

“I’m gonna call Tommy…you just stay there.” I told her but she didn’t even acknowledge me. I grabbed my phone and stepped out on the balcony.

“Pick up you idiot.” I mumbled after the third ring.

“Hey Sixx! What’s up man!”

I breathed in a fresh of breath air, “Dude! Ari and Van are going to stay the night at my hotel room and I don’t know what to do?!”

Tommy started laughing, “Uh, you let them stay the night? I’m not sure what you’re asking?”

I rolled my eyes, “Vanity and Arianna are staying the night.” I repeated myself.

“Okay, and what’s the big- Oh? There’s only one bed huh?” I heard him snicker, “Use protection Nikki. I’m sure we don’t want another little Sixx running around just yet.”

If he was standing in front of me I probably would’ve punched him in the face.

“Fuck you, T-bone. That’s not on my mind.”

He laughed, “Yeah buddy, I’m sure it isn’t. Clem’s been telling me about all the teasing Vanity has been doing to you. Just fuckin let the girls have the bed and you sleep on the couch. Problem solved.”

I turned around when there was a tap on the glass door, “Oh fuck.” I said out loud as Vanity was standing in a towel that was loosely tucked around her.

“Yeah?” I slid the door open, “Can I have some clothes?”

“She’s already naked and needs clothes? You dirty fuckin dog.”

“Shut up.” I said spoke as Vanity tilted her head to the side, “No, not you! Fuck, Tommy I’ll call you back.” I quickly hung up and stepped through the door.

“Are you okay?” Vanity mumbled as I dug through my suitcase and pulled out a pair of sweats and a shirt for her.

“Yeah. I’m good. I’m great. Why do you ask that?” I questioned as I put the clothes in her hands.

She stared at me for a moment, confusion written all over her face, “…I’m gonna get dressed.” She said before she walked back to the bathroom.

I threw the phone down on the bed before I groaned out loud and rubbed my face. Just fuckin relax, man. It’s fine. Everything is fine.

Vanity walked back out, drying her hair as she glanced at me, “You need to chill the fuck out.”

I scoffed, “What?” My voice cracked, “I’m fine!”

She laughed, “I’m fine!” She mocked as I narrowed my eyes, “It’s written all over your face, Nik.”

I rolled my eyes, “My face is fine!” I raised my voice as she didn’t even flinch. I took a deep breath in, “I am fine.”

She walked towards me as she put the towel in my hands and went to Arianna and sat down next to her. She slowly crawled into Vans lap and rested against her chest.

“Do you want me to order some pizza?” I asked Van as they both looked over at me, “Yes please. I want cheese.” Arianna told me as I chuckled.

Vanity kissed the back of Ari’s head, “Cheese and pepperoni. Thanks Nikki.”

I picked up the phone and ordered some pizza before I came over and sat by Vanity and we watched Arianna’s cartoons together.

“She needs to take a bath to get all the chlorine off later.” Vanity explained, “Oh yeah, whatever she needs. I don’t care.” I muttered as I stiffened up when Vanity scooted a bit closer to me and rested her her head on my shoulder.

“I’m gonna go work on some lyrics.” I quickly got up as Vanity stared at me, then she followed after me, “Can I see the new stuff?”

I watched as she crawled onto my bed and laid on her side, “Well, I uh…I don’t have anything really written. It’s all in my head right now…”

She smiled at me before she pulled on the strings of the bass, “Huh, well maybe some other time. Do you still want to keep the typical sound of Mötley or are you trying to become what’s popular now a days?”

“I don’t know.” I said as I took the bass away from her and held it in my lap as I drummed my fingers against the fretboard,

“Okay then…” Vanity mumbled, “Well I think you should keep the Mötley aesthetic but try to do what’s mainstream you know? I mean, hair metal wasn’t going to be popular forever.” She laughed a bit as I glared at her.

“And be like everyone else? No thanks.”

“Literally there’s Mötley, Guns and Roses, Poison, Ratt, Cinderella, Skid Row, Warrant…all of you look the same.” She said as I watched as she laid on her back and fumble with the drawstrings of my sweats that were laid loosely on her hips.

“We do not look the same. Or sound the same either! Mötley did it first and those guys are just copiers.”

“So what about Kiss?”

I laughed, “Do not compare us to Kiss.”

She sat up in a criss cross position and looked at me with an amused expression, “You’re really gonna tell me that the face paint, the hair, leather and high heeled boots didn’t stem from that? Not saying I like Kiss, because I don’t. But I think I would’ve liked you a lot more if you had a tongue like Gene Simmons.”

Did she really just say that?

*Vanity’s POV*

I watched him squirm uncomfortably, noticing the shade of pink rise on his cheeks. He looked away from me and grabbed the water bottle in front of him and took a long sip.

I chewed on my bottom lip as my eyebrows raised, “No comment? I thought that was funny…god, when did you become such a prude?”

Nikki shook his head, “Princess, I haven’t touched you in five years. I’m immune to comments like that.” He sighed and gave me a smile, “Plus, between my cock and my tongue I’ve made you scream louder then any other dude possibly could.”

I laughed, “Okay, that’s fair. I’ll give you that.”

Nikki smiled at me before he got up to answer the knock on the door, “Keep the change, man.” He told the guy before he brought the boxes of pizza over to the table.

I helped Arianna climb up on the chair before putting some food in front of her, “Thank you.” She quietly spoke before devouring the pizza.

After dinner, I had just gotten Arianna out of the shower after getting her dressed. She was wearing one of Nikki’s bands shirts that was more of a dress on her as she ran through the bedroom and tot he living room as she climbed up on the couch.

“No! I don’t want my hair brushed!” She tried fighting me as I grabbed a hold of her and started combing her hair out as gently and fast as I could but she kept pulling away from me.

“Ari, either we do it now or we do it in the morning when you have a whole bunch of tangles and I promise you’re not gonna like that one bit.” I told her as she huffed and puffed before simmering down and letting me continue.

“Daddy likes Dino’s too.” She told me as she showed me the T-Rex shirt she was wearing.

I chuckled, “No baby, it’s daddy’s favorite band.” I finished combing out her hair before putting it in a sloppy braid.

“Can you read me a story?” She questioned as she laid down on the couch and pulled the blanket up to her chin.

“No story tonight babe. I don’t have any of your books.” I groaned when Nikki pushed the back of my head before sitting down on the floor by the couch. Arianna turned and rested on her side to face him.

“Where’s your imagination, mom.” Nikki teased as I rolled my eyes, “I’ll tell you a story pumpkin.”

“Once upon a time in a land far, far away there was a princess who was apart of the richest kingdom of all. She was a beautiful princess, she had pretty brown locks and gorgeous hazel eyes kinda like yours.” He bopped her nose gently as she giggled, “One day, the princess met a Nobel and extremely handsome boy, but he wasn’t a prince or a king. He was a poor boy who had a group of friends he hanged out with and got into a lot of trouble with.”

“Like Peter Pan!” Arianna giggled as Nikki smiled and nodded, “Yeah, kinda like Peter. But he didn’t wear tights and fly through the stars, he wore leather pants and rode a motorcycle.”

Oh no.

“And the boy, he wasn’t too nice sometimes to the princess. But man, did he love her a lot. He’d do anything for her and he wrote some sweet little songs for her too. And the princess loved him very much too. She always made him smile and laugh and very, very happy. One day, the boy asked the princess to marry him and she said yes.”

Arianna gasped, “And the boy saved up all his money and got her a beautiful ring for her to have forever. They were going to have a magical wedding with all their friends in the enchanted forest for all the critters to watch.”

I stared at Nikki who was gently brushing his finger tips over Arianna’s cheek, “Well one day, a evil witch came into the kingdom and tricked the boy with a little curse to leave the pretty princess and it worked.”

“No! Daddy!” Arianna yelped before he hushed her, “And the boy wish he never listened to the witch because he knew how the princess would be sad about it. The princess ran away to another kingdom but the boy didn’t give up, he found the princess again and she was still as beautiful as before. So he got down on his knees and begged the princess for forgiveness, but she’s always been a little stubborn.” I let out a scoff as he laughed a bit.

“He told the princess, I still love you and I’d do anything to have you back in our kingdom with me. He then gave her a kiss, a true loves kiss and the princess decided to give him another chance and they lived happily ever after. The end.” Nikki had a proud smile on his face as I rolled my eyes.

“But the princess wasn’t a dumb one. She was smart.” Both of them both looked over at me, “And she knew the boy always had a way with sweet words and would give her flowers and presents to make things better. But it didn’t.”

“But mommy!! The princess loves the boy!”

I nodded, “Yes, the princess loves the boy very much. But she needs more then just flowers and presents to make her feel better.

“But how is the boy suppose to make the princess feel better when the princess won’t talk to him about it?” Nikki questioned.

I shrugged, “The boy needs to figure it out so the princess doesn’t lock herself away again and cry over the stupid boy.”

“I don’t like this story.” Arianna mumbled as we both looked at her. I let out a deep sigh, “The princess did love the boy very much and decided to give him another chance anyways. And they lived happily ever after in their kingdom. Go to bed.” I told her as I got up from the couch and gave her a soft kiss atop of her forehead.

“Sometimes the princess gets grumpy.” Nikki mumbled to Arianna as she laughed, “Goodnight pumpkin.”

“Goodnight daddy.”

I grabbed the extra pillows and blankets from the chair and started creating a make shift bed on the floor by Arianna, “What are you doing?” Nikki quietly asked as I looked at him, motioning to stuff on the floor.

“Making a bed to sleep on? What are you doing?” I shook my head as I threw the pillow down on the floor.

“You can sleep in the bed..” Nikki whispered as I stared at him, “Where are you going to sleep?” I questioned him as he pointed in the adjoining room.

“In the bed?”

I let out an amused grunt, “What? Can’t control yourself?” He teased as I rolled my eyes at him. I shook my head, “I can control myself, thank you very much.”

“Then it’s settled. You get one side and I’ll get the other.” He walked away from me and went into the bedroom as I stayed absolutely still. I looked over at Arianna who was getting snuggled into the couch and blanket.

I went into the bedroom, seeing him digging through his suitcase, “I get the left side.” I muttered as he chuckled, “I know, you’ve always slept on the left side.”

“Okay…” I mumbled, “I sleep with my pants off…” I said as I started pulling them down, but he turned around to look at me so I pulled them back up. I felt my fucking heart racing as he looked at me.

“Well, I sleep with my pants off too.” He said as I watched him unbutton his jeans before he kicked them off his legs, “And no shirt.” He smugly said as he pulled the shirt off his shoulders right after. My eyes went down to the black cursive again that felt like one giant slap to the face the longer I stared at it.

“I still have it because I was too scared to get it covered.” Nikki explained as I looked back at him, “I don’t know why. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.”

“But Brandi?”

He chuckled, “She fuckin hated it. So we never fucked and looked at each other. She always faced away from me.”

“Oh.”

I quickly grabbed the remote and turned on MTV to listen to some music. I also raided the mini fridge and grabbed a shooter of Jack Daniels and quickly swallowed it before grabbing another. Nikki went to the bathroom to do whatever as I took the chance to quickly take off my pants and get under the covers. I sat against the pillows and headboard with the tiny bottles in my lap.

“Oh you got to be fucking kidding me.” I muttered to myself as the music video for ‘Home Sweet Home’ played on the TV.

Nikki’s came out of the bathroom and groaned, “Turn it off.” He said as he grabbed the blankets and got into the bed next to me. I stiffened up and scooted over so he could have more room.

“It’s a good song.” I told him as he laughed, “Yeah, the only fuckin good one on the album. That album was a fuckin train wreck.”

Nikki fluffed the pillows up as he laid down and took the remote from my hand but I took it back from him, “What about Smokin In The Boys Room? Louder than hell? Keep Your Eye On The Money? Those are some great songs.”

“Ah, I don’t know. That album is trash. I don’t remember any of it.” I glanced over at him as he shrugged.

“What do you mean you don’t remember it?” I questioned him as he laughed a bit.

“Doll, I was so fucked up during that album and tour. That album fucking sucked.”

“Yes I know you were really high. You might not remember it but I do. And I genuinely liked Theater of Pain. It was a great visual era.” I explained to him as he rolled his eyes.

“You’re just saying that. Everyone knows it sucked.”

I scoffed, “Am not, I liked it better then the Girls album.” I said in a matter of fact type of way.

“But you loved that album.” Nikki furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “I love all your albums. But c’mon. Wild Side and Girls, Girls, Girls are like the only memorable songs.”

“What about You’re All I Need? That was a great song.”

I laughed, “About a boyfriend killing his girlfriend. Yeah, that’s a great song Nikki.”

“But if we’re talking favorites, my favorite album is Shout At The Devil. I love almost every song on that album. Ten Seconds To Love is my favorite song of yours.”

He laughed, “But you hated how I dabbled with black magic, you were fuckin scared of that!”

“I was not scared! It was just weird! And I thought you were a freak for wanting to play with it.”

“You were always like ‘Nikki! Stop! I don’t want Satan in my house!’ You were scared.” He continued to laugh as he mocked my voice.

“It was a genuine concern! Because Tommy was telling me all the weird shit that was happening at your guys apartment after you read that stupid book.”

“I still have that book.” Nikki grinned as I rolled my eyes.

“I bet you do. You are fucking Satan.” I retorted as he smirked and ran his hand up my forearm to my shoulder, “Well, Guess that means you’ve danced with the devil a few times.” He chuckles before he took his hand away from me and laid on his back.

“What’s your least favorite song?”

“She Goes Down.”

Nikki started laughing loudly as I quickly put my hand over his mouth, “Sh! You’ll wake up Ari!”

He took my hand away as he held it before I tugged free of his grip, “Van, that’s a great song, it’s creative.”

“It’s stupid. And childish, and so, so embarrassing. Everyone knows it’s about me going down on you.”

“Okay fine. But that’s all the more reason for all these stupid guys to back the fuck off.” I scoffed and looked over at him, “What? You’re still my girl.”

“Shut up, Nikki.”

“How about you make me?”

I kicked the blankets off of me, “Id rather sleep on the hard floor.” I muttered as I reached down for my pants to put them on but he grabbed my wrist.

The gaze he had on me was soft, “No, c’mon. I’ll stop. Just lay back down and I’ll be quiet. Please?” I studied his face for a moment before he took his hand away and patted the pillow and I grumbled before I laid down next to him.

“I’m not your girl.” I mumbled weakly as he chuckled, “Whatever you say doll.”

I was laying in perfect silence until I gasped, “Fuck! I have to call Clementine!” I announced, quickly grabbing my pants and putting them on as I went through my purse and dug out my phone.

Nikki let out a grunt, “Who the fuck gives a shit? You’re an adult.”

“I give a shit Nikki. We were suppose to-oh hi Clem!” Clementine began yelling from the other side, “Yes, yes I know! But I totally forgot! Yes I’m fine, Arianna is fine too. My um, car wouldn’t start so Nikki offered for us to stay the night.”

“Jesus, you need a babysitter too?” Nikki shook his head and got out of bed. He walked over to Me and took the phone out of my hand.

“Clementine? Yeah, it’s Nikki. The girls are fine so stopping fucking worrying.” He snapped at her as my eyes widened

“Oh yeah? Well fuck you too.” I watched as Nikki pressed the end call button and handed the phone back to me.

“That was really rude, Nikki.” I stated as I stared at him in disbelief.

“She doesn’t need to be up your ass twenty four seven. Plus, she’s probably only calling for more money.”

I shook my head, walking back to the bed and plopping down as he followed after me. I snatched the blankets and pulled them over myself, “Shut up, you have no idea what you’re even talking about.” I snapped, turning to lay on my side and face away from him.

“I do know what I’m talking about actually. Tommy told me you give her hundreds and hundreds over dollar every month.” Nikki spoke as I felt him take blankets away from me.

I scoffed, forcefully pulling the blankets back, “Yeah, for watching Arianna. Again, you don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.”

I could just tell he was rolling his eyes, “I literally watched you hand her a stack of hundreds the other day and you didn’t even think fuckin twice. For someone that apparently lives the starving artist life she sure likes to act poor.”

“Well it’s my money and I can do what I want with it. Why do you even have beef with her? You had no issues with any of the other girlfriends or wives.” I pointed out as I shook my head.

Nikki expressed, “I just don’t fuckin like her. She acts like a god damn charity case when she can just go out and get a real job.”

I rolled over, turning to face him, “She’s an artist, Nikki. That’s her job. Just like playing a guitar is your job.” I explained as I grabbed one of the pillows He was using and propped it under mine.

I glared at me, “Yeah, well when I was getting the band going I still had little side jobs.”

I rolled my eyes, “You fuckin dated girls that worked at grocery stores just so you could get free food. She’s nice Nikki. And she told me all about you being an asshole to her when she went to California with Tommy.”

Nikki groaned, “She wasn’t nice to me then and she’s still not nice to me now.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, “Yes she is! She has been nothing but nice to you. She said you went out of your way to make her feel unwelcome in my house….I mean your house.”

“Whatever. I don’t fuckin like her. She’s a leech.” He grunted when I smacked him in the face with a pillow, “Don’t fucking be a brat.”

“How can you even say that? You barely know anything about her other then her being Tommy’s girlfriend and Arianna’s aunt.”

“She isn’t Arianna’s aunt. Sage is her aunt. Clementine is not.” Nikki pointed out as I then took the pillow and wedged it between us to create a make shift wall.

“Well she was the only that was in the delivery room with me Nikki.”

Nikki moved the pillow and threw it across the room, “She was?”

I rolled my eyes and turned to face away from him, “Yes Nikki, she was. My mom and siblings were on some god damn cruise because Arianna was born a few weeks prior to her actual due date. Clementine held my hand while I gave birth. So maybe you should think twice before saying something stupid about her. I’m going to bed, so shut the fuck up.”

I her let out a huff of air after I finished my rant, “Vanity?”

“What Nikki?” My voice oozed annoyance a I pulled the blankets up to my chin.

“I-I haven’t asked yet. But when’s Arianna’s birthday?” Out of all the questions he’s asked over the last few weeks, that has not been one of them.

“She was born on May seventh at three in the afternoon and she weighed six pounds and nine ounces.” I explained as I heard him let out a deep sigh before I felt him shift in the bed to get comfortable.

“I’m sorry, Princess.” Nikki mumbled as I felt his hand run down my back.

“I know you are Nikki.” I said, grabbing his hand, lightly squeezing it before taking it away from my body.

*Nikkis POV, Next Morning*

I yawned, rubbing my eyes as I shifted in bed and moved some hair out of my face. I closed my eyes and deeply sighed as I felt Vanity move beside me. I glanced over, taking a double look as her bright red thong was out on display to me. Don’t be fucking weird, Nikki. I tried pulling the blanket up her body, it was tangled between her legs as she adjusted in her sleep. Her shirt, well my shirt bunched up higher around her torso as she snored slightly.

God, she looked so fucking beautiful. I sighed and gently rested my hand on her hip, feeling the coolness of her skin as it’s been exposed to the air. I traced my fingertips over the curve of her body and up her sides as she squirmed just a bit at the feathery touch. I slid my fingers back down, grazing over her thigh before Arianna ruined it all.

“Mom!! I’m hungry!!”

I’ve never seen anyone wake up so fast. I froze, taking my hand away from her as she sat up in bed , “Mom!! Breakfast!!” Arianna yelled again as Vanity groaned and laid back down.

“Okay!” Vanity yelled back as she pulled the blanket over her head. I heard her start to lightly snore again before Arianna yelled once more.

“I am coming!” She yelled back before throwing the blankets off of her and getting out bed and going to the adjoining living room.

If this is how mornings could or would be, with Vanity in bed beside me and our child yelling for her while I tried to cop a feel, I would take it any day of the fucking week.

[doritopaw101]

Arc1, book 2: Chapter 6

"I want to kill the sun" his quick and blunt words made Graypaw jump. Raveneye was used to his words by now.

Raveneye and Dustpelt finally earned their warrior names. Good thing too, Icebelly was getting bored without Raveneye around.

It was how they got their names was what interested Icebelly. Ravenpaw and Dustpaw had to fight their mentors or parents, apparently that was the tradition but it had been getting lost lately. Robinwing very much pushed for this

"You've already let Embereyes, Nettlemist, Gingerblaze, Sandstorm, and Icebelly get their names without honor, you will not do the same for my kits, it was fine with Cherrycloud and Chestnutclaw because of the Shadowclan attack, there's no excuse for this Bluestar" she had spat which was shocking news to Icebelly that she actually called Raveneye her kit.

Leopardstorm and Redtail were fine with it and so it went.

It was shocking true for Thunderclan tradition to fight your mentor to receive your warrior name. If you lost you'd have to keep fighting til you won.

However things were sort okay at the moment, thanks to the weather, he visited Princess every day recently, slipping away to see her between patrols and hunting but he drew the line with Cinderpaw's training. Tiger-roar's talk drove that in his mind. However he finally managed to convince Gingerblaze to meet Princess and they met was...interesting. It was like another version of Luna and Princess trading insults, he was doomed.

He was worried when Flamepaw and Moonclaw finally met Gingerblaze.

Willowpelt's kits had just been apprentices: Rosepaw to Frostbite, Ebonypaw to Raveneye, Petalpaw to Redtail, and Owlpaw to Leopardstorm.

He's been to Riverclan once but that was understandable. Swanlight was kind and he got to spend some time with Condorpaw and Lakepaw as well as Silverstream, he even got to watch Silverpaw and Mosspaw's ceremony a few moons ago.

-Flashback-

Icebelly felt Greenflower's kits curling into his belly fur. It helped ignore the glares he was getting from the other Riverclan cats. Suneyes and Blackclaw were staring him down with hate in their eyes as they passed the nursery, or at least that's what Flamepaw described them being.

"They sure love you" Greenflower purred.

"It's like this in the nursery back at Thunderclan I swear" he replied holding Poolkit up when the kit slipped down to his neck. Flamepaw chuckled, Tidekit climbing on her head.

The nursery walls were lined with a fresh batch of lilies and lotus. It helped to brighten the already lively nursery, helped match the beautifully colored camp. It was a great contrast to the dull Thunderclan camp that Icebelly lived in.

"Well you are a fluffy mess so I don't blame them" Silverstream purred, rubbing himself against him, the tabby curling his tail around his own. Icebelly tried wrapping his paws around the tabby's neck, when he began to Silverstream smirked at him "Can't keep you paws off me Fluffball" Icebelly stuck his tongue in return "You're a handsome tease, I will get you back" he wrapped his paws around Silverstream's neck, nuzzling into Silverstream's fur.

Him being so close to Silverstream was sort of a test between the tabby and Greenflower, to know the cat who her lover was with. Greenflower nuzzled Silverstream softly "He's right when he says you're a tease Silver"

Silverstream stuck his tongue out at them "Ya'll love me anyway"

Greenflower licked his check "Indeed I do"

"All cats old enough to swim, gather round the high rock for a clan meeting" Stormstar called

"Should I go back to my camp?" Icebelly asked

"I don't see why you should" Swanlight mewed as she padded by, Condorkit and Lakekit following close behind her.

"Yeah besides Silverpaw and Mosspaw enjoy your company, they'll be grateful that your here to see their ceremony" Silverstream added

"Our ceremony is today" Lakekit burst out "You said you'd be here"

"Yeah but Blackclaw-"

"Say no more" Icebelly mewed "I'm glad I stopped here today"

"Really?" Lakekit mewed, she came up to his neck at full height

He licked her ears "Really"

Icebelly slowly stood up, letting Greenflower collect her kits and padded out with Flamepaw on his right and Silverstream on his left. He sat at the back, to draw the least attention to himself.

"More company" Flamepaw purred "Vixenpaw and Grasspaw are crude"

"Hey don't forget Shadepaw and Bluepaw" Silverstream mewed "Shadepaw's great"

"Too much energy in that cat" Flamepaw replied, her moss scarf shaking slightly "I can't deal with that and Bluepaw's a seer in training" she looked ahead at Mosspaw and Silverpaw "What kind of names will they get?"

"Probably -ripple, -creek or dive for Mosspaw, she's one of our best divers so far or -pelt for her fur and probably -tide or -river for Silverpaw, he's a trickster and he's a great swimmer"

"We gather here today for a warrior ceremony of two apprentices: Silverpaw and Mosspaw" Stormstar lowered his gaze, his flower crown slipping a little but was knocked back. "Mudbelly Mistyfoot do you believe these two are ready for warriorhood?"

"I do Stormstar" Mistyfoot mewed

"He's ready Stormstar" Mudbelly agreed

"Very well, Silverpaw and Mosspaw step forward"

The two apprentices stepped forward, both looked ready to burst with anticipation. Silverpaw hid his scar with his head fur well, cars still got him and Silverstream confused.

"Mosspaw from this day forward you shall be known as Mosspelt, your clan thanks you for your abilities in diving and fishing and Silverpaw from this day forward you shall be known as Silvertide, your clan thanks you for your abilities in fighting and good spirit"

"Mosspelt Mosspelt Silvertide Silvertide"

Stormstar straightened up "As is tradition, these two warriors will do The Great Night Swim, they will catch the night scaled fish and bring it back to camp as proof as well as anything else they find worthy"

"May you do well young warriors" Oakjaw mewed

"Come on you two" Fallowtail purred, her red smithstone ear rings gleaming in the light "Me and Frogleap will lead you" Silvertide and Mosspelt quickly followed their parents out of camp, determined to complete the swim.

"Otterstrike going to join them?" Icebelly heard Grasspaw ask, he glanced at the heavyset warrior. Strong muscles that he very much didn't get from Frogleap or Mallowtail.

Otterstrike huffed "Can't, Oakjaw wants me on otter patrol"

"Can't we just chase them out" Grasspaw drawled

"I wish" Otterstrike replied "at least they bring some prey"

"Someone's too sun-eyed" Silverstream muttered

Icebelly glanced at Silverstream and Greenflower "How was The Great Swim for you two?"

"Amazing" Silverstream mewed "I found a big one, Willowheart had to help me carry it since it was too heavy to fit in the vine bag I had. I also found some great shells"

"You gave them to the kits" Greenflower purred "Eelkit wouldn't let one go"

"Of course, my kits deserve only the best" Silverstream puffed his chest in pride "I'm the spoil parent"

Greenflower rolled her eyes "Clearly"

"Greenflower?" Icebelly asked "What about you?"

"Mine was alright, I was the only new warrior at the time and I'm not clanborn so the pressure was greater. The fish were small but still valuable though. I remember when Dawnscale made them into a necklace for me, I have it in my nest"

"Don't forget the challenge I had to do" Flamepaw called

"Challenge?"

"Yep, some of the clan wasn't fine with me just blindly joining so they called for The New Fish Challenge"

"What did you have to do?"

"They taught me a few things then sent me out to bring some items back, so show what it means to be a Riverclan cat"

"Not as tough as it can get" Greenflower added "It could've been much worse"

"That is not all Riverclan" Stormstar continued "We have two new minnows ready for apprenticeship: Lakekit and Condorkit, step forward"

The two kits stumpled forward, both held smiles of excitement.

Reedtail sat beside Swanlight, tails entwined "Already know who's Lake's mentor" he mewed

"Did you sway Stormstar or Oakjaw to tell you?" Swanlight smirked

"Maybe"

"Lakekit until you have received your warrior name you shall be known as Lakepaw, Voleclaw, you were an excellent mentor in Suneyes and I know you'll pass on all your skills to young Lakepaw and Condorkit until you have recieved your warrior name you shall be known as Condorpaw, Whiteclaw you are ready for your first apprentice. You have excellent training from Leopardclaw and I know you'll pass on all your skills to young Condorpaw"

Voleclaw and Whiteclaw padded over to the apprentices, they were holding two ends of an otter pelt bag, they tossed it up revealing white roses and rosebuds that showered over the new apprentices.

"Lakepaw Condorpaw Lakepaw Condorpaw"

-Flashback ends-

Icebelly smiled at the memory, the beauty of Riverclan would always interest him to no end.

"Why do you hate the sun?" Graypaw asked breaking his thoughts.

"It burns my fur constantly" he replied simply "Why do you think I go to Riverclan this often? To laze around and braid my fur"

"That's what Lionheart says you do" Graypaw muttered

"Lionheart can spend the day at the bottom of the river for all I care" Icebelly replied, tail high

"Can the fish eat him too?" Raveneye asked with a smirk

"Oh absolutely"

Graypaw rolled their eyes. "You two hang around Yellowfang to much"

"Not enough if you ask me" Icebelly mewed

"You're just glad she's there to help you deal with Robinwing"

"Not really, I can handle myself it's more my entertainment"

-Flashback-

Icebelly didn't like being treated like kit, he was a full grown warrior for fucks sake but here he was, being fussed over by Frostbite and Goldenflower.

"How's the feathers?" Goldenflower asked "Got them from a dove"

"They're fine" Icebelly mewed

Frostbite sniffed the nest "Needs more"

"No no" Icebelly scrambled to sign |It's fine, It's good|

He moved on his limp leg and winced. He fell back down but the feathers didn't do much to fall back on.

"Icebelly?" Frostbite mewed

"Is it too soft?" Goldenflower asked

"A little..." They were already off and out of camp. Icebelly would be more annoyed at them if they didn't have good intentions. He could only image what it'll be like when he has his kits.

"I don't believe it" Icebelly turned his head to see a pissed Robinwing, her ear was cut which made most of her feathers fall from behind her head.

"Believe what?" he replied, confused as hell.

"There's no way my Chestnut would mate with you, these aren't his kits"

Icebelly rolled his eyes "I can give you details of what we did but I'd like to sleep tonight" he flicked his tail "Never said they were his, but he is a likely sire of some, I can't throw out that possibility"

"A flea ritten outsider, traitor's kit, a river lover and a lier. You keep piling on" Robinwing sneered

"I stopped being an outsider the moment I beat Fogtail, your son" Icebelly retorted "You're just jealous Riverclan can actually tolerate me unlike you and I think your head's to comfortable up your ass to realize the obvious in your face"

Robinwing scoffed "You really are Dewflare's son"

"Last I checked, Frostbite declared me hers so no" he mewed bluntly "if you try to pull the blood is thicker than water shit, Fogtail isn't your kit by blood, he's Dappletail and Stormtail's son"

"Please, Dappletail was so happy to dump him, dumb bitch she was, I saved him" Robinwing replied, placing a paw to her chest.

'She's gone mad' Icebelly thought

"Are you trying is cause the miscarriage of your grandkits?" Yellowfang's voice while raspy at times still held great terror in it "or are you trying to kill yourself with an infection from that bleeding ear?"

"Piss off shadow cat" Robinwing growled "Go back to the rathole you crawled out of"

"Could say the same for you stone cat" Yellowfang replied swiftly "As they say, takes one to know one" she padded over to Icebelly "Now, if you don't mind, I need to do a check up"

-Flashback ends-

"How's Embereyes?" Raveneye asked

"And Miststrike?" Graypaw added "Will Yewkit really be okay?"

It had been somewhat recent, Miststrike, Leopardstorm, Tiger-roar, and Willowpelt were all in a new relationship and Graypaw and Cranepaw were already attached to Tiger-roar and Leopardstorm. Miststrike more so since they were already close to her in their kithood from what Gingerblaze mentioned. Nettlemist was basically their older brother, a nicer and polite version of Darkstripe in Cranepaw's words.

Cranepaw and Graypaw were all over Swiftpaw and Lynxpaw and were ecstatic when Goldenflower announced her pregnancy.

He heard Graypaw refer to Leopardstorm as dad and Tiger-roar as father, both fitting.

"What did they call Featherwhisker and Thrushpelt?" he whispered to Raveneye

"Featherwhisker was papa and Thrushpelt was papa bird" the black tom replied "They stopped at five moons"

"How is it so easy for them to replace them?"

"Why is it so easy for you to replace Dewflare?" Graypaw retorted overhearing his words "Before you found about the wolf attack"

Icebelly curled his lip slightly "My relationship with her is much different than what you had with Thrushpelt and Featherwhisker, best remember that"

Not everything could be calm, greencough was still present in the camp. Adderkit and Leapkit's deaths were evidence of that:

-Flashback-

He had just finished a training session with Cinderpaw, Lynxpaw, and Willowpelt, while Leopardstorm did oversee the training it didn't stop Lynxpaw from trying to do something reckless.

Spraining her paw in the process.

Neither Willowpelt or Leopardstorm was impressed.

Goldenflower had been all over her kit, questioning what had happened and Icebelly explained the whole ordeal. Swiftpaw complained at not being able to watch to which Tiger-roar cuffed him over the ears.

Icebelly had left Lynxpaw to get fixed up and lectured by Thymeroot. He started to pad over to the nursery but Gingerblaze stopped him.

"It's Adderkit" the ginger and white tom mewed "I don't think she's in a good state, she might lash out"

Icebelly nuzzled his brother's cheek "I understand but she might need someone and I'll be that cat if no one else"

Gingerblaze looked worried then sighed "Please just be careful, I don't want you to get sick either"

Icebelly touched his nose to his brother's "I will, relax blaze"

In the far corner of the den he heard small sobs, from Embereyes.

The blue-gray queen was sobbing into Adderkit, Volekit, and Doekit, their little coughs were barley audible. Icebelly didn't exactly know what to do but he followed what his gut told him. They padded over to the queen, sat next to her and curled their tail over her back. He slowly licked between her ears, trying his best to comfort her.

"Yellowfang told me...it's not likely they'll survive" Embereyes whispered

Icebelly felt his heart go out to Embereyes. No deserved to lose a kit. He continued softly groom her "If that's what's going to happen, let's make sure they have unending love til the end"

Embereyes buried her head into his chest, crying softly. Icebelly saw Adderkit stop moving, Volekit kept coughing and Doekit looked still as a twig aside from the small rise and fall of her chest.

"Ember...Adderkit"

"He's gone, I know" she replied

A thought came into Icebelly's head, he didn't know if it would work but he had to try. "Embereyes, I think I know of a way to help"

Icebelly had been surprised when she agreed even more so when Miststrike overheard them and told them to take Yewkit. They took Doekit, Yewkit, and Volekit to Barley's barn. He met with Violet,Barley,and Mary who took them to a house close to the barn. Violet told to visit in a half-moon and would tell them what would happen. Volekit and Doekit were old enough to know what was happening and they in their weak state said they hoped he got better for Embereyes which made the dark gray and white molly cry with sadness and love.

The clan had a burial for Adderkit and Icebelly saw Rosetail come to collect Adderkit. Rosetail told him to make sure Embereyes didn't blame herself for this and he would. Embereyes told the clan what she had done and why and Icebelly backed her up. The clan was shocked and many spat at of how she could do something like that

"Have you no faith in your clan" Darkstripe had hissed

"Not in this moment I don't, I don't want the others to die" Embereyes had spat "I'd rather give them away and they live than them staying here just to die"

Icebelly slept with Embereyes in her nest in the nursery that night. She practically begged him to not leave her alone and they wouldn't say no.

-Flashback ends-

"Embereyes and Miststrike will...survive as will Yewkit, Doekit, and Volekit now" lack for a better word seemed nothing but unsettle Graypaw even more about Yewkit.

The nursery was still full and there were few cats that didn't have apprentices at the moment. Bluestar might put a stall on apprentices for now.

He walked with Graypaw and Ravenpaw along the short trail to the sandy hollow where Cinderpaw and Ebonypaw would be waiting.

"I hope more clouds come" Icebelly mewed

"Let's hope rain won't come" Graypaw replied. Icebelly knew how much the their thick-coated friend hated rain-when Graypaw's fur got wet, it clung to them and stayed damp long after Raveneye's shorter fur had dried off. Icebelly's fur was fluffy but not to Graypaw's level, unlike Graypaw though he enjoyed the rain, it felt so good on him especially if he had been in the burning heat all day which was rare.

They arrived at the edge of the hollow just as Cinderpaw pounced on a pile of frosty leaves, sending them flying in all directions and Ebonypaw catching a few. Cinderpaw leaped and twisted to catch one as it fluttered back to the ground.

The three toms glanced at each other, amused.

"At least Cinderpaw and Ebonypaw will be warmed up and ready for today's assignment" Raveneye observed.

Ebonypaw stood up straight, her eyes wide "Good morning, Raveneye, Icebelly, Graypaw" she mewed "What is today's assignment?"

"A hunting mission" Raveneye told him. He padded down into the hollow, followed by Icebelly and Graypaw.

"Where?" mewed Cinderpaw, dashing toward them. "What are we going to catch?"

"We're going to Sunningrocks" Icebelly mewed "And we'll catch whatever we can"

Bluestar told all the cats with apprentices to make sure they are battle ready first and hunting can come after with Shadowclan and Riverclan at their heels. Icebelly didn't need to be told this because he followed Tiger-roar's method of training to a T. He once saw the two-colored tabby watching them train and he nodded in approval. Cinderpaw's training had been going very well, they were shaping up to be a good fighter managing to beat most of the other apprentices aside from Lichenpaw and Lynxpaw.

"I'd like to catch some voles" Cinderpaw declared "I haven't tasted vole yet"

"Now now Cinderpaw, everything we catch has to go to the elders, queens, and sick cats to help fight off their greencough" Icebelly warned

"But I'm sure if you asked the elders nicely, they'd be happy to share" Graypaw added with a purr

"Okay" Cinderpaw mewed "Which way is Sunningrocks again?" They bounded up one side of the hollow and peered into the forest, their tail sticking straight up.

"This way!" Icebelly, leaping up the opposite side.

"Okay" Cinderpaw raced down the slope, across the hollow, and up to Icebelly's side, sending fallen leaves flying everywhere. Graypaw followed with ease while Raveneye leaped up and caught one it drifted past his nose. He pinned it to ground with a purr of satisfaction and saw Ebonypaw staring at him "Er, never miss chance to practice your hunting skills" Raveneye told her quickly

Ebonypaw chuckled "Sure Raveneye"

The five cats made their way along the familiar scent trails to Sunningrocks. The sun above the trees by the time they emerged into open territory. Ahead of them, a slope of rock rose out of the soft earth, its smooth surface lined with cracks.

After the shade of the woods, the flat rock face reflected the sun with dazzling glare. Icebelly hissed in pain, in pain from burning his fur to his eyes. He dashed into the shade in an instant.

"This is Sunningrocks" Raveneye announced, blinking. "Come on!"

"Mrrrrr! It feels nice!" Cinderpaw mewed as she raced up the stone slope behind him. Icebelly knew Cinderpaw was right but was not going to burn to feel the warmth.

Icebelly watched the others rest at the top, where the far side fell away steeply to the forest. Icebelly listened for the gentle bubbling of the river that followed the Riverclan border, flowing down from the uplands. It touched the Sunningrocks before turning to run deeper into Riverclan territory. He could barely hear it-perhaps the water was low after the scalding dry weather.

Graypaw joined Raveneye "Come on" he mewed "Make most of the sun while it's here"

"Is this where Sweetheart died?" Cinderpaw asked

"Yep, Blackclaw and her fought and ender up cracking her head open" Icebelly replied "Fucking bastard"

Raveneye prickled his ears. "Hush" he hissed "What can you hear?"

The two apprentices strained their ears forward.

"I think I can hear some scrabbling" Ebonypaw whispered

"It might be a vole" Graypaw murmured "Can you tell where it's coming from?"

"Over there" Ebonypaw mewed, leaping to her paws. The scrabbling noise became more furious and then disappeared.

"I think it heard you" Icebelly remarked.

Ebonypaw looked crestfallen. Cinderpaw purred with amusement at their friend's clumsiness.

"Never mind" Graypaw mewed "Now you know that it's better to creep up slowly, especially on voles. They're fast!"

"Fast little pricks" Raveneye grumbled. He was a tree hunter, made for the trees and hunting birds. That's the one and only thing he and Robinwing will ever get along with.

"Sit still and listen" Icebelly advised "Next time we hear something, work out where it is and then begin to move toward it very slowly"

The cats remained where they were, no one daring to move until they heard the scrabbling sound again. Icebelly's ears pricked, Icebelly rose and crept forward, biting his tongue when he felt his pelt sting, he placed each paw noiselessly in front of the other until he reached the edge of a small crack that ran across the rock face. They paused. The scrabbling noise continued. Icebelly lunged forward and reached down into the crack with a forepaw. Their fur and skin were burning as he scooped out a fat vole that had been hiding in the shadows and flung it onto the bright stone. It squealed as it landed, but the hard ground stunned it and Icebelly finished it off quickly.

"Wow!" Ebonypaw mewed "I want to do that!"

"Don't worry; you'll have plenty of chances. For now, let's get back to the forest" Graypaw mewed

"Aren't we going to catch anything else? While we still have sun" Cinderpaw protested

"Nope" Icebelly replied "There's only so much sun I can take"

"Also did you hear the vole squeal?" Raveneye cut in, the apprentices nodded "Well, so did every other creature around here. They prey will be hiding for while."

"I should caught it and killed it before it made a sound" Icebelly said in embarrassment

Graypaw rubbed himself against him, whisker twitching with amusement "It's fine Snowy"

Icebelly chuckled through the dead vole. Graypaw had been calling him this nickname for the past half-moon and Icebelly couldn't help but laugh and call Graypaw his fluffy pigeon.

While Icebelly could hold a facade, it had to come down some time. He felt his fur heat up, his skin boiling, eyes starting to blur. He dropped his vole and screeched in pain. Raveneye and Graypaw knew what was wrong and tried to calm him down but Icebely wasn't having it. The shade wouldn't help now, he needed water. He broke into a run, Raveneye and Graypaw's calls rang on deaf ears, literally as his ears started to ring. He followed his nose to the river.

"Icebelly, the river's frozen!" Graypaw called through the ringing but Icebelly didn't stop. He wanted this to stop, he was numb to everything. He tripped and fell onto the ice, sliding a little.

"Icebelly don't move" Raveneye mewed

"What is going on?" Ebonypaw asked

"Icebelly's pelt is burning and he's having another episode" Raveneye replied

Icebelly felt the ice crack a little but he was to out of it to be concerned. "Relax" he heard Graypaw mew as he picked him up by his scruff

"Graypaw, get off the ice your too heavy you'll-" but Raveneye's warning was too late. The ice gave out with a terrifying crack. Icebelly tried swimming but his vision wasn't coming back so he didn't know what to do and Graystripe's weight wasn't helping.

They were moving raping lightly that Icebelly knew, being carried downriver.

Icebelly thought them and Graypaw were sleeping with the fish, they almost were if not for two sliver tabbies. He felt Raveneye grab his chest fur and pull him up. Icebelly laid there coughing up water and Graypaw doing the same beside him. Even though he almost died, at least he wasn't burning anymore.

"You idiots!" Silverstream spat "What were you thinking?"

"Drowning?" Graypaw replied

"Can't you drown in your own territory?" Silvertsream mewed, his eyes flickering with amusement

"Yeah but who would save us there?" Icebelly purred

"Starclan help us" Silvertide chuckled, licking the top of Icebelly's head.

"That was awesome" Shadepaw mewed jumping beside Silvertide.

Raveneye sighed and turned to them "Look, Icebelly Graypaw, we've got to get out of here"

"We can't have you freeze to death" Ebonypaw advised

They said goodbye to the Riverclan cats and made their way back to their camp.

"What do we tell the clan?" Cinderpaw asked

"Just say Icebelly was trying to teach us how to fish" Ebonypaw suggested "From what Riverclan taught him"

"I doubt they'll work" Icebelly muttered leaning against Raveneye

"What are you fools doing this time?" Tiger-roar's voice was powerful as always, though it sounded more tired than annoyed.

Fuck

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"That was fun" Shadepaw purred, tail waving

Silverstream rolled his eyes at his apprentice "Let's hope it happens again" he said sarcastically. Silvertide chuckled.

Shadepaw's eyes dark blue eyes widen "Really?"

"N-...sure" Silverstream replied honestly done at this point. "Should've let that Thunder drown" He heard Blackclaw drawl "They don't know swimming if it came and swallowed them whole"

Oh how Silverstream wanted to rip him apart. He knew Blackclaw as nothing but a fishbrain in his opinion, others respect him as one of their best warriors and honor his words and methods. Mistyfoot and Blackclaw have a little rivalry going on their pretty neutral to Blackclaw but hate his methods. Stonefur and Blackclaw decided kits were what they wanted and were having Skyeyes surrogate for them, glad it wasn't Suneyes who was Blackclaw's first choice.

Silverstream did worry for his cousin's choice in a mate after Splashsong. It seemed to break something in him, only really holding himself for Shadepaw and Bluepaw. Him taking Blackclaw as a mate didn't help Silverstream's concerns at all, they didn't really even do a courting process according to Mistyfoot.

At least the rest of the clan was still normal. The clan was booming with Swanlight and Fallowtail announcing their pregnancies. There was also the addition of a molly named Soot joining the clan and was expecting Stormstar's kits. Not to say Silverstream wasn't excited about being a big brother, he very much was and Sootwhisker was a lovely molly to be around.

"We're already on Thunderclan's bad side when you decided it was a good idea to attack and kill at Sunningrocks" Silvertide pointed out with a hiss

"They killed Beetlestrike" Blackclaw retorted "Suneyes had to raise Vixenpaw and Grasspaw on her own and now they've killed Splashsong"

Shadepaw's ears and tail dropped at the mention of her father, her head hung low.

'So you actually admit that Stonefur had a mate before you' Silverstream thought bitterly "After you killed Sweetheart, on purpose and a patrol killed two more of their warriors, what did you expect to happen?" Silverstream shot back

Blackclaw scoffed "Whatever, how's training been?" changing the subject. 'Your views will get you killed' Silverstream thought 'And I will be laughing 'I told you so' during your river ceremony when that happens'

"Awesome, Silverstream's been showing me some fishing techniques" Shadepaw replied, her cheery attitude returning

"No swimming?" Blackclaw's amber eyes narrowed "Did the great Silverstream not want his paws wet" he muttered the last part and only Silverstream heard him.

"He's been teaching me some swimming techniques" Shadepaw mewed cheerily "It's fun"

Silverstream was glad for Shadepaw's more calm and cheerful nature and didn't catch the insult in her step-father's words. Seriously how was Skyeyes his sister? Rippleclaw made sense to be his son but Whiteclaw is a different story since the gorge attack.

"Hey Silverstream Shadepaw" Silverstream was glad for the gift in Stonefur and Morningriver who was behind him.

"Hey Papa hey Auntie Morning" Shadepaw purred padding over to them

"How's my niece doing?" Morningriver mewed as she rubbed Shadepaw's head

"Great, I saw Thunderclan cats today"

"Really now?" Morningriver chuckled

"Silverstream and Silvertide saved two from drowning" Shadepaw added with pride

"Drowning would have been better" Blackclaw growled

"We've already killed three warriors from Thunderclan we don't need more Blackclaw" Morningriver said coolly

"Come on let's head back to camp" Stonefur quickly mewed

"We need Sunningrocks back if the fish continue to disappear and die" Blackclaw replied falling beside Stonefur who carried Shadepaw like a kit. "Shadowclan taking the good fish doesn't help either"

"And when we need it Stormstar will give the word" Silverstream cut in "Simple as that Blackclaw nothing more nothing less"

Blackclaw curled his lip but said nothing.

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Whitethroat laid on his side numb to the whole world. He ignored the wails and moans of the camp. He was lost to it all or he was if not for Marshshadow bringing him out of it with Wolfstep's help. Beepaw was mostly being trained to deal with wounds by Brokenstar's orders and Palecloud could only handle so much.

"How're you feeling?" his mother mewed softly, her scent still soothed him even now in this fucked situation.

"Tired and sore" he replied. He saw Wolfstep glance at his kits "I haven't named them yet" he mewed

"Are you gonna wait for Mossclaw to get back?" the black tom asked raising an eyebrow "I made a pelt nest for you but I don't know if Mossclaw will..." he trailed off for a moment "I mean I made one for Hollowpaw before got apprenticed and Burdockpaw and Rippedkit before he..."

His oldest kit, apprenticed to Barkfoot. Already covered in scars and being breed, to her it was her purpose. It hurt watching his daughter to this willingly. It hurt more that he couldn't do anything to stop it. Burdockpaw wasn't much better with her mentor being Nutwhisker. It felt strange to lose his only son so soon after his birth, he expected sadness but it wasn't there.

"Could I train to be a pelt-maker under you?"

"I'd love that" Wolfstep replied "I'll have to see if Brokenstar will even let you"

Brokenstar didn't allow for any ceremonies of kits, they were too weak for Shadowclan so they didn't deserve a proper send off. Palecloud brought the kitten skulls to an area in the graveyard as far as Whitethroat was concerned.

Whitethroat was about to say yes to Wolfstep but caught himself on what he was doing. This wasn't like him at all, he was fiery, rough, and tough and he'll be damned before he lets Mossclaw get into his head like this again.

It was hard to think since Brokenstar decided it was a good idea to mate with him. It was bloody and he ended up passing out with Littlecloud and Wetfoot dragging him back to camp. It didn't help with Mossclaw adding onto harshness and Brokenstar told him he needed to be a good breeder for the future of Shadowclan if Dawncloud, and Darkflower ever finally give out.

Not like Dewflare made anything easier. The only thing she made easier was that Brokenstar didn't seem interested in Fernshade as much. Leaving her to raise her third litter with him mostly in peace. Dewflare was expecting another littler already. Marigoldpaw was different story. If there was one thing Brokenstar seemed to like, it was tortoiseshells. Did it matter that it was his own kin he was breeding, of course not. If Brokenstar wanted something, he'll get it.

"No screw him" he answered gazing down at the little ones suckling at his belly. Two black kittens, both mollies.

"Hollylock-kit and Dark-kit" he mewed

"My lovely granddaughters" Marshshadow purred

'Let's hope' He'd rather not think of the other option.

Whitethroat was glad however that while the elite grew, the other clan's tolerance for Shadowclan was thinning in Thunderclan and Windclan's case. Riverclan has been submissive at the moment.

"Move it breeding stock" Dawncloud was shoved to the ground by Mossclaw. The dark brown tom displayed new scars on his shoulders and back from the recent Windclan attack, it was hilarious that he got them from an apprentice, Runningpaw from what he heard from Clawface. Palecloud had told Brokenstar it wouldn't work but Brokenstar ignored him and told Mudfoot and Deerfoot to attack the medicine cat but not kill him. Palecloud could barley stand on his own now but always made the painful walks out of camp with Tangleburr's help, just to get away even for a moment.

Poppyflower and Darkflower jumped over Dawncloud, protecting her in case Mossclaw tried anything else. "You don't attack us unless you want to lose valuable members Mossclaw, even Brokenstar says that" Poppyflower hissed.

"Duh because that's all you mollies are good for, cats that have miscarriages like Poppyflower are failures to Shadowclan, like my lovely Whitethroat" Mossclaw sneered as he padded over to Whitethroat. He looked down at him, his green eyes locked on the kits.

"What are those?"

"Your daughters dumbass" Whitethroat replied, gently licking the kittens.

"Daughters? I wanted sons" Mossclaw snarled, his tail lashing "Rippedkit was a disappointment, I want proud sons"

"Too bad" Whitethroat spat, anger filling him at the disrespect of his son's memory "it's an equal chance for both, you're just sore because you didn't get a son from raping Houndbelly" the molly in question seemed to shrink at her name, trying hiding in between Whitethroat and Marshshadow.

Mossclaw's eyes narrowed, he lifted his unsheathed paw. Whitethroat covered his kits with his tail, teeth bared.

A rush of white appeared in front of Whitethroat and shoved Mossclaw away.

"B..Blackfoot?" Whitethroat mewed in shock

"Enough" the pointed black tom stated

"Excuse me?" Mossclaw spat, rushing back to his paws

Blackfoot fluffed up his fur, he towered over the dark brown tom. "I said enough Mossclaw, Are you going to argue with your elite?"

Mossclaw glared at Blackfoot but said nothing. "Deal with it later" it was Nutwhisker who mewed that "Brokenstar wants Whitethroat in his den and wants Marshshadow for day watch with Blackfoot"

Whitethroat felt his skin crawl "I'll watch them" Dawncloud mewed. The young queen had just given birth to her third litter of Hemlock-kit and Cloudykit sired by Toadpelt.

Whitethroat rested Dark-kit and Hollylock-kit into Dawncloud's paws and headed to Brokenstar's den. He entered quickly, he was used to the smell.

He spotted Brokenstar leaning against the den wall, Whitethroat never forgot how large his uncle was for a Shadowclan cat. He had Blossompaw taking his cock, pushing his hips upwards. Marigoldpaw was rubbing against Brokenstar and what made horrified Whitethroat the most was Hollowpaw was there as well.

"Clawface told me about your recent birth" Brokenstar mewed "Two mollies, great job"

Whitethroat nodded stiffly

"I want you to be one the front lines rather than kit making"

"Why?"

"My kin deserve the best" he shoved himself fully in Blossompaw at the best

"What do you want me to do?" he tried to ignore Hollowpaw cleaning Brokenstar's paw pads

"The overseer role is back in the clans once more, I want you and Lizardstripe to be ones" Brokenstar groaned, placing more pressure on Blossompaw's hips "I already have an apprentice in mind for you, Batkit"

"Alright, I'll train her well"

"I expect so" he groaned as he finished inside Blossompaw who moaned her own release. "Come along" he mewed

Blossompaw and Marigoldpaw followed silently. Hollowpaw glanced at Whitethroat

"How are you?" it was all he could ask

"Living" his daughter replied

He licked Hollowpaw's forehead softly, not being able to do much else. He walked outside with Hollowpaw leaning against him. He sat next to Badgerfang, his cousin was covered in blood but seemed unbothered. Blossompaw sat close to Palecloud and Beepaw, Whitethroat raised an eyebrow.

"All cats gather around for a clan meeting;" Brokenstar called "Time to raise our cats, Goldenpaw, Pinepaw, Foggypaw, Foxpaw, Hollowpaw, Viperpaw, Blossompaw, Marigoldpaw, and Whisperpaw come forward"

The apprentices did.

Brokenstar had been...well...going more bat-shit insane than normal. He and Bluestar had fought and Bluestar had took one of his lives and left him with a bad chest scar. He seemed to want to declare that he was still strong and had control over his clan.

Brokenstar had been encouraging cats of his elite to 'make sure the young ones stay in line'. Mossclaw followed his words to a T when he decided to rape Houndbelly. The young molly had gotten pregnant and gave birth to three kits, she was too young and her body couldn't take it well, one was born still, another died three days after birth and the only survivor was Batkit. Whisperpaw had been attacked by Toadpelt and was knocked out in the medicine den for a half-moon.

Brokenstar has been trying to increase his bloodline to no end. Dewflare's new litter on the way. Dawncloud's expecting again, Darkflower already had Scorchfang's kits, Redkit and Emberkit was now expecting Brokenstar's kits again.

Brokenstar has been expanding his connections through Dewflare trying to round up new members for the clan. Duskthorn was a good start but Whitethroat knew it would expand in time.

"Goldenpaw you will be known as Goldendusk, Hollowpaw you shall be known as Hollowheart, Pinepaw you shall be known as Pinetail, Whisperpaw you shall be known as Whisperleaf, Foggypaw you shall be known as Foggyclaw, Foxpaw you shall be known as Foxtrot, Viperpaw you shall be known Viperfang, Marigoldpaw you will be known as Marigoldcloud you will become a permanent queen and I've already offered myself as your mate. Blazefang, since Viperfang and Marigoldcloud have shown promise you may return to your warrior duties for the next 3 moons"

Blazefang just stared at Brokenstar but said nothing. There was nothing really to say if she didn't want to be killed.

"Blossompaw you shall be known as-"

"Wait Brokenstar" Blossompaw cut in, her voice was honey sweet

Brokenstar's gaze snapped down to the white molly "Yes" he said this with gritted teeth, he didn't like to be interrupted. What he liked was watching cats in pain or below him.

"I want to be a seer, I've been having dreams lately" Blossompaw mewed

"It's true, we've been talking" Palecloud mewed "She picks up signs better than Beepaw at the moment Brokenstar"

Brokenstar drew his unsheathed paw to his face, seeming to fight a hiss. "Fine, Palecloud you may train Blossompaw"

The gray and white tom padded over quickly, touching noses with her and leading her away into the medicine den with Beepaw following after them.

"Anyway" Brokenstar growled "Dirtkit you will be known as Dirtpaw and Goldendusk will be your mentor, Rottingkit you shall be known as Rottingpaw and I will mentor you, Elderkit you will be known as Elderpaw and Hollowheart will be your mentor, Lizardkit you will be known as Lizardpaw and Cinderfur will mentor you, Muddykit you shall be known as Muddypaw and Viperfang will mentor you, Adderkit you shall be known as Adderpaw and Mudfoot will mentor you, Copperkit you shall be known as Copperpaw and Turtleshell will mentor you, Pricklekit you shall be known as Pricklepaw and Sootmask will be your mentor, and Batkit you shall be known as Batpaw and Whitethroat will be your mentor"

[nad-zeta]

hey if you dont mind a matchup would be cool. im very short like 5'1" and i have brown hair with blue eyes. im very shy but as soon as im comfortable around someone im pretty talkative and could talk for hours about stuff that im interested in. thats about all of the really important stuff, tysm!

Hi there love! Thanx for waiting so long for this matchup ^0^. I hope you enjoy it and have a good day! Please stay safe and well during this time!<3

I match you with.................. Masamune 

The first-time Masamune sees you, he is instantly interested. You are so cute and smol, definitely just his type. You are super shy, so you definitely aren’t one to initiate any conversations with anyone anytime soon. You keep to yourself for the first few days, as you don’t feel like having your life threatened by Hideyoshi again. One day you are just chilling on the grass under a big willow tree when all of a sudden, you hear a rustling in a nearby bush. You had been warned a few times by Ieyasu and Mitsunari about potential thugs and bandits that may try and kidnap you, to use you as an advantage against Nobunaga. You are incredibly startled, and just as you start to stand up and run,  all of a sudden, a big blur started hurtling its way towards you. And before you could even react, you felt a heavy pressure pushing you to the ground to fall on your rear. Your brain took a few seconds to register just what had happened. You opened your eyes, only to see two chatoyant eyes staring back at you. Your eyes widened in surprise. Suddenly you realized it was a tiger cub that had startled you so much. The little cub started to lick your face and softly nipping at your nose. You couldn’t help but break out laughing at the silly little cat, and at yourself for being so frightened mere seconds before. You sat up to get a better view of the cub. The little tiger then started nuzzling you. He was so sweet and playful, and you couldn’t help but wonder where this little guy had come from. The little guy then proceeded to make itself comfortable in your lap and roll over, exposing his chubby little belly to you. He started purring as if you ask you to scratch its little tummy. You couldn’t help but giggle and comply with the little thing’s wishes. You started opening up to him about feeling a little lonely and at the fact that you haven’t made any official friends yet.

And guess who was just conveniently walking past just as you had made that statement. Well non-other than the one-eyed dragon himself. “Well then kitten if it’s a friend you’re after, look no further.” Your face flushed red with embarrassment, shit, you didn’t expect someone to overhear you. Masamune sat on the grass next to you and peer at you with a curious eye. He knew you were a talkative lass, he just heard you engaged with full blow conversation with his little tiger. He started poking your cheeks, saying, “come on, we are friends now, aren’t we! Don’t leave me hanging here”. Still a bit shy and embarrassed at the whole situation, you simply gave him a small nod and a bright smile. And this is how your friendship with the one-eyed dragon started.

Everyday he would take you on new adventures. He would do most of the talking cause you were still not entirely comfortable around him yet. He found out you didn’t know what to ride a horse, so he took it upon himself to teach you. Your first time riding with him was a little mentally scarring, so you were definitely a little reluctant. He loved to ride fast, feel the wind in his hair, and feel the blood pumping through his veins. His lessons were basically him throwing you in the deep end, he sat behind you, gave you the reins and kicked the horse into a fast-paced gallop. Needless to say, you were freaking out, the horse was going way too fast, and you definitely didn’t feel like you weren’t in control. He surprised you when he gently guided your hands to the correct grip, showed you how to sit and move with the horse. He would playfully give you tips and tricks about how to get the hose to turn, stop, etc. Masa would constantly reassure and praise you, to keep you nerves at bay. By the end of your lesson, your hair was a mess from the wind, you were sure you had swallowed a few bugs, and you were coming down from the biggest adrenalin rush. You couldn’t help but kiss the ground when you were finally allowed off the horse. You definitely thought you were going to die at some point, especially when the horse was running full speed towards the edge of the cliff. Masa was legit just laughing and having the best time, while you saw your life flash before your eyes. Thank goodness you were a fast learner and managed to stop the horse on time. You had a few more lessons like this until, eventually, the student had basically become the master. At this point, you were so good at horse riding the two of you would actually race each other to prove who was better. 

After your horse riding lessons and races, you would come back to Masa’s manor with him and drink a cup a tea while playing with your fav little tiger cub. During this time, you actually started getting comfortable around Masa. You would talk his ear off about everything and anything. Through your little tea dates, you actually found out the two of you had a lot of things in common. This sparked hour-long conversations. On more than one occasion, the two of you were so engrossed in conversation with each other that before you realized it, it was already the next morning. Both of you had sat and chatted all night long. You found Masa incredibly interesting, his life story, philosophies, beliefs, they were so different from yours. And Masamune was just as interested and fascinated by your stories. He was shocked when you told him you had come from the future. More so when you told him about your future and home. It started making sense to him why you were so naïve and innocent. He would ask you all sorts of random questions that you were all too happy to answer. This was kind of how your relationship started

This boi will take advantage of your shortness big time. For example, he would tease you by holding important letters that you were supposed to deliver over your head, and laugh as you jump up trying to get them back. Or if you were helping him with the cooking, he would put things on the top shelf just to watch you struggle to try to reach it, followed by him teasing you. You never did accept his help though, you would much rather climb up onto the counter-top to reach the things on your own. You would look him dead in the eyes and laugh triumphantly and say, “See, I can reach them easy, peasy, looks like I’m not as short as you think.” 

He would definitely use those classic dad joke of asking how the weather down there was. His favorite thing to do while the two of you were talking to other warlords, is to put his elbow on your head and use you as an armrest. Much to your annoyance. You would usually just poke his sides and wait for him to squirm away, cause you knew he is low key ticklish. The two of you would just laugh at the other. Gosh, he loved his little kitten. He loves seeing you get angry at him for teasing you about your height, you look like a pouty kitten. All he can think is how cute you are. He would usually just apologize and kiss the top of your head.

He loves to pick you up and swing you around. He loves nothing more than to see you running towards him when he comes back from the war and flinging yourself in his arms. He will literally pick you up and swing you all around while the two of you giggle in delight at being reunited. The two of you can often be found chilling in his room in each other’s arms, snuggling and cuddling. You love quiet moments where the two of you just snuggle up together on the porch, talking about everything and anything for hours on end. If the nights are cold Masa would wrap the two of you in the fluffiest blankie while having Shogetsu sleeping on your lap to keep the two of you nice and war

Other potential matches............ Nobunaga 

I hope you enjoyed this! and Thanx so much for the request<3

[loveaurapearl]

Tiger Misanthropic (Part 1)

(Fanfic I made, about my fan fusion of Jasper and Steven. Takes place after Prickly Pair and has reference to self-harm and mental breakdowns, mostly in part two. Here’s a link to part two by the way. Link: https://loveaurapearl.tumblr.com/post/190464683545/tiger-misanthropic-part-2 )

Steven looked at the outside of his house, Bismuth, Pearl, Garnet, and Amethyst were helping rebuild the building after Cactus Steven had runaway. He sadly smiled as Bismuth walked up to him. “Thanks for helping us rebuild my house, Bismuth. Sorry for the inconvenience.” He said with a little bit of shame. Bismuth laughed. “It’s alright, Steven. It’s no problem. Besides, after finishing up on the construction of little homeworld, I was hoping for another big job.” She said with gusto. Steven laughed awkwardly and looked to the side. Bismuth noticed this and put her hand on his shoulder. “Hey, are you okay? The OG gems told me about the cactus creature and how it mimicked you. If there’s anything you want to talk about, I’m always up to the task if you don’t want to tell the others.” Bismuth offered. Steven looked at her and softly smiled. “Thanks for the offer. But… I’ll be fine. I just… need some space.” He said as he tried to back off telling anyone. Bismuth folded her arms. “Steven, you know better than anyone that bottling your emotions isn’t healthy. You NEED to talk to SOMEONE about this. If you can’t trust me or the Crystal Gems, who can you trust with these feelings?” Bismuth questioned him. He sighed and clutched his fists. “I know. I know. But I don’t want to hurt anyone's feelings… especially after what happened with Cactus Steven.” Steven told her. He felt nervous. Bismuth sighed. “Steven, I know you’re scared. But remember, you can trust the Crystal Gems to handle this. Just talk to them. However, if you’re really that scared of hurting their feelings, perhaps you should talk to someone who won’t care that you are saying whatever you’re afraid of saying. I mean, it’s not like they’d care.” Bismuth explained as she provided options. Steven blinked as an idea came into his head. “Someone who won’t care… I just know just the gem for the job. Thanks, Bismuth. I’m gonna go out and talk to them. You tell the gems I’m off to Little Homeworld.” Steven said with a happy grin. Bismuth smiled. “Well, okay then. Just be sure you don’t destroy anything! I’ll go back to Buismuth!” Bismuth said as she made a terrible pun. Steven chuckled and walked over to the Dondai. He got in and soon began to drive away.

The air was crisp as the young teen walked through the woods. He looked ahead and then stopped and looked back. He groaned. “Why am I doing this? She’s not going to listen to me, and she doesn’t want to teach me anything. This is NEVER going to work!” Steven told himself as he began to have doubts. He shocked his head. “No, I need to talk to SOMEONE! I need to do something other than be around the crystal gems. To be around the mess I made.” The last part said out of shame. He turned around and continued walking until he was in Jasper’s area. He stopped just before the plucked ground, took in a deep breath and looked around for Jasper. He made sure to look for anything bumpy since it would be a given that she was camouflaging herself again. However, he didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

“Hello? Jasper, I know you’re here. I’ve come to talk to you.” Steven yelled out. An annoyed groan came from the cave and Jasper exited from behind the drape. She looked at the boy with a frustrated look on her face. “What are you doing here? Do you want to recruit me for your crummy school again or do you want me to teach you how to fight like a real quartz? I was really hoping that since you stopped visiting me awhile back, you had given up trying to ‘convert’ me into believing the same weak ideals as you.” Jasper interrogated him. Steven rolled his eyes. “Jasper, I’m not here to force you to do something you don’t want to do. Besides, I’ve given up running the school. I don’t have the authority to enroll you as a teacher anymore. Not to mention, I only want to help you! Nothing about you has changed since the last time we’ve met. You’re still here, still hating yourself, still directionless! I was at least TRYING to give you a purpose!” Steven yelled at her. Jasper snorted and chuckled. “Wait… (Laughs.) Did YOU give up on that crummy school of yours? I thought you loved bossing other gems around, Rose. Using them so you could feel like you were one of the Diamonds. But I guess a weakling like you couldn’t handle being in charge.” Jasper retorted, getting under Steven’s skin.

“NO! I made the school to help gems! I didn’t make it so I could feel like a diamond! Plus, I’m not Rose Quartz or Pink Diamond! Get it through your head! Besides, the Crystal gems can handle the school without me. All I was doing was getting in the way of everyone’s dreams.” Steven said as his anger turned into self-hatred. He shocked his head as Jasper laughed. “You truly are a worthless piece of dirt, Rose. Why are you even here to begin with? Shouldn’t you be oft doing whatever earthlings do instead of bothering me.” Jasper asked as she crossed her arms in smug pride. Steven looked at her with a worried look on his face. “Well, I… I…” He began to say but began to freeze up. He lowered his head and whispered to himself, “Come on Universe. You can do this. Just… Just talk about it.” He took a deep breath and then lifted his head. “I… need your help.” He said as the words felt like daggers in his chest. This surprised the big Cheeto ball, but she quickly sneered at him. “With what? Helping fight some monster you unleash, or maybe helping those earthlings? Couldn’t you just use or fuse with one of your weakling gems to deal with it?” Jasper asked, not really wanting to help him. The young teen shocked his head. “No, it’s nothing like that. You saw what was wrong with me when we fought recently. You are the only gem whom I can trust to talk about my problems. I… I can’t talk to the others about this, otherwise, I’ll just hurt them,” He said as his mind immediately flashed back to his fight with Cactus Steven and what happened at the reef.

“What are you even talking about, dirtbag?” Jasper as she walked closer to him as a threat. Steven took in a deep breath and then looked Jasper in the eyes. “Jasper… you were right about me. I am nothing without my friends. Everyone in Beach city is moving away to bigger and better stuff, and I don’t know what to do with my life. I thought if I worked really hard at Little Homeworld, I could fill this empty void in my heart, but after Little Homeworld’s Graduation, I realized that the school doesn’t need me. I tried improving Amethyst’s mentorship plan, but I took it over and forced everyone into the roles I wanted. I couldn’t fix Volleyball’s scar… my mom’s first pearl from the damage dealt to her by Pink Diamond in the past. I was tricked into believing Bluebird Azurite wanted to change for the better, then had to watch my dad lose a good chunk of his hair to get away from her. I had to go through a lot of trouble making a gem safety video for Sunstone, using MYSELF as the genie pig for the lesson. I’ve been using that Pink form you saw me in our fight, throwing tantrums left and right. Bubbling my friends in a dome and almost crushing them to death! And, when I tried to relax and enjoy gardening, I create a cactus monster that Spewed Out EVERY TERRIBLE THOUGHT I HAVE ABOUT MYSELF AND THE GEMS, THEN LEFT ME ALONE AFTER I APOLOGIZED!” He soon fell to his knees and began to cry. “Why… why can’t I fix this? Why do I need people? Why… why am I like this?” He asked himself, the pain was overwhelming. Jasper looked at the boy in shock. She was trying her best to process what just happened. She then sneered at him. “Pathetic.” She said, causing Steven to sniffle and look up to her. Tears were streaking his face as her massive form hovered over him.

“I knew you were some snot nose kid before, but this… this is just low, even for you. You badger on and on about how I NEED help and how you try to give me a purpose, when you, the ‘savior’ of the galaxy, don’t even know your own. Hahahaha. Oh, the irony. You truly are something kid.” Jasper said. Steven holds himself, the pain of her words dug deep. He gritted his teeth. “THAT’S NOT WHAT I WANT TO HEAR!” He yelled, his body becoming engulfed in pink light. Jasper jumped back. Steven stood up as the tears flowed down his face. “I… I just wanted to hear someone say, ‘It’s going to be alright Steven… Everything is going fine. We love you.’ BUT NO! All you do mock me! Call me names and belittle me for feeling this way! I thought you would understand! I thought you understood how it felt to be constantly under the pressure to be something more! I thought you could relate your feelings of worthlessness to my own! I thought you would help me out in my time of need! I… I thought you would fuse with me…” He said, the last bit, surprised both himself and Jasper.

“You… want to fuse with me?” Jasper said in surprise. Steven held himself as the ‘pink state’ died down and he returned to his normal colors. “Yeah… I… I guess I do. Although I never thought I would say THAT to you, I guess you know now. I always remembered how you said nobody wanted to fuse with you. How you had to climb your way of Earth and had been fighting for your whole life to be free. I guess a part of me wanted to be that person to help you and fuse with. I never said that because… I… I was scared. I was scared of you rejecting me or worse, our fusion would be as unstable as Malachite. After all, we don’t see eye to eye, you JUST belittled me and said those awful things, and you don’t want to be a part of my life. I don’t want to give away my feelings to someone whom I can’t trust.” Steven confessed. Jasper looked down as she thought about what Steven said. The boy let out a sigh and got up. “I don’t even know why I bothered coming here. I guess my gut was right and I shouldn’t have gone up to visit you. I’ll be going now. I guess I’ll see you never. After all, why do I need to come back if I know you won’t help me?” He said in a cold voice. He began to walk away, but Jasper grabbed his hand, surprising the boy. He turned around and let out a confused “Huh?”. Jasper looked at the boy, then back at the ground. She began to move her mouth, but she soon shut it as if she had trouble talking. The young human/gem hybrid wasn’t used to seeing this from her. “Human… I never thought I was ever going to say this to you but… it’s going to be alright. I’m here.” She said, confusing the boy even more.

“Um… what’s going on?” He asked, very confused and a bit scared. Jasper sighed and then looked to the side. “Y… you are the first person to ever say something like that to me. Even after all this time, you still thought you could trust me with something as important as a fusion with you. That you trust me enough to think we are equals on the battlefield. It honestly surprised me.” Jasper said. Steven blushed in embarrassment. “Well, I could feel how much pain was in your heart, especially when you were corrupting. I thought if I could heal you, we could be friends. I thought fusion could help us see eye to eye for once. I don’t know if I could ever see the world as you do, but maybe this is just we need.” Steven said, offering a hand of friendship, “Although, it would be nice if you just called me Steven Universe instead of Rose.” He chuckled. Jasper rolled her eyes. “Fine. Just, don’t try and force me to live under the ocean like Lapis did or runaway like that Corrupted monster.” Jasper said. Steven smiled. “My lungs couldn’t even handle that much water. (Laughter.) But remember Jasper, we can’t stay the fusion for too long. Our minds could begin to deteriorate. And if you ever feel like you don’t want to be a part of this fusion, you can just unfuse with me and I’ll be fine. I won’t hold you back or try to keep us together as Lapis did.” Steven said, making sure Jasper knew all the rules. She just rolled her eyes. “Fine, whatever.” She stated in a calm voice.

“You take the lead. I’ve never seen you dance except with Lapis, so you’ll have to go first. I’ll sync my dance to yours.” Steven said a smile on his face. Jasper grumbled and began to dance. Her movement was crisp and clear like a ballerina dancer. Steven followed, syncing his movement with Jasper. The two gems stones glowed as they got closer. They soon do a pose together and their bodies soon turn into light and fuse into one large being. The light dissipated as the new being opened their eyes. “Wow! This… is new. This… is different.” They let out in surprise. They had a female voice, but it wasn’t a mash-up of Jasper or Steven’s voice, it was its own voice and it was a slightly higher pitch than Jasper and it sounds somewhat like Smokey Quartz, although not quiet.

The fusion looked at itself. They were about a few feet taller than Jasper, they had two sets of eyes, two arms and two legs. They had medium length brown hair that went to below their shoulders. They had two fairly-size horns that were larger than what Jasper had with the one on the left being larger, the one on the left was bent to the left and then shifted up, they had the same partner design as Jasper’s horns although their colors were mostly dark purple with one horn with an under layer of light purple. A dark purple wavy stripe was across most of Steven’s eyes, some of Jasper’s eyes, and most of Jasper’s gem. The gem was a light yellow, gold and dark brown color. A dark golden-brown stripe was on the fusion’s left cheek, and a stripe of dark golden-brown was across their upper chest. The top eyes of the fusion belonged to Jasper and the lower ones were Steven’s although his eyes looked sinister and they had fangs. Their main color was a light golden brown with darker golden-brown stripes, but they could also see from their arms that they also had two other colors, a deep dark purple-red and a lighter version of that color. They had only two arms with strips of dark golden-brown, dark purple and light purple on their right arm, and a stripe of light brown on their left arm and dark purple and light purple splotches on their left hand. They wore Steven’s jacket but the sleeves only reached halfway up their arms, Steven shirt wasn’t long enough so their stomach area was exposed, although Jasper’s top overlaid Steven’s shirt, covering most of it and blocking out most of the star with only the top bit poking out. Steven’s gem was exposed and around his gem were dark purple and light purple splotches around the gemstone like Cherry Quartz, although there was another blotch of dark purple and light purple on the right of their stomach, separate from the ones near the gem. The gem itself shows multiple shades of gold, yellow, and brown. Steven’s pants reached all the way to their ankles with Jasper’s boots on their feet. However, what surprised them the most was the fact that they had a long lizard-like tail with a row of spikes leading to the end of the tail. The spikes were a mix of the light golden-brown and the darker golden-brown while the tail itself had an upper layer of dark purple scales and a ‘belly’ layer of light purple scales.

“Wh-what the? A… a tail? Why do we have a tail? Why is it like that? If it’s a sign of corruption from you, Jasper, it should be like a dog’s tail, since ya know, that’s kind of what your corrupted form looked like.” The fusion asked itself as it began to panic. Suddenly the fusion slapped itself and took a deep breath. “Calm yourself, obviously this is Steven’s contribution to the fusion. B-but if it’s me, then does that mean I could? UGH! Shut up and calm down! You panicking like this isn’t going to solve anything, Universe. Besides, I don’t see why you should. Unless, you think us uncorrupted gems can NEVER fuse, otherwise we spread the ‘problem’ of corruption.” The fusion began to argue itself, pitching itself up whenever it was Steven in control and pitching itself down for Jasper. The fusion took in a deep breath and began to calm down. “No, everything is fine. We’re fine. This is fine… we’re just… fine.” They said, then smiled. They looked at their hands. “This… is fine.” They said again, then looked around in wonder. “So… this is how it feels to be us, huh. It… feels different. We don’t even know how to feel about ourselves. Still, what should we do now that we’re like this? We don’t want to just stay here and train. We want to experience this new existence. To do things we normally feel as Jasper…and maybe as Steven.” The fusion said, then an idea popped into their mind. “Oh! How about going to beach City! There are games and rides like Whackerman and Video games! But, ugh, that is so Human! I don’t want to interact with those… things. Oh, come on, Jasper, we got to meet halfway.” The fusion told itself.

The fusion sighed and held its nose gem. “Fine. We’ll go. Can we fly? I don’t know. Steg and Smokey Quartz can. Speaking of, what are we?” The fusion asked himself. They began to think. “Jasper and Pink Diamond…Rose quartz… ugh. I don’t know. We’re brown, we have strips, we have a tail, so maybe if we think together maybe it’ll just click like that. So… what’s gold/brown, has stripped, and has a tail… wait… a tiger! We’re Tiger Philanthropist… wait, who? Oh, an identity I made for wrestling way back. I could tell you his backstory if you want. … No. But we’re not this Tiger whatever, we’re a gem. What gem that’s like a Tiger? Wait… Tiger’s Eye! We’re a Tiger’s Eye!” Tiger’s Eye said as they realized what they were. They chuckled to themselves. “Aw man, that’s SO COOL!” They soon giggled to themselves. After a few seconds, they calmed down. “So, can we fly? I don’t know, let’s find out.” Tiger wondered before becoming determined.

They soon jumped high into the air, a few feet above the trees. They shifted their bodies to move forward, but they soon noticed that they weren’t gaining any height, they were just falling slowly towards the exit of the forest. “Ugh, no, we only have your floating powers.” They said in anger, but this made them begin to fall faster. They quickly grab onto a tree before they fell to their deaths. The momentum causes them to scratch on the tree until their momentum stopped. They sigh in relief before looking at the tree in shame. They lifted one of their arms, using their legs and their other arm to keep their position, then licked their hand and use Steven’s healing spit to repair the tree. “Sorry tree.” Tiger’s Eye said in its higher voice, then groan, “Don’t apologize. It’s just an earthling.” The fusion sighed in frustration and then jumped to tree to tree, getting a little bit lower each time until they were at the ground and right next to the Dondai. “Welp, that was a bust, but now I know that we can’t fly, and we got remember that my floaty powers are controlled by me being happy or upset. Ugh. Just like all my stupid powers.” Tiger’s Eye said, annoyed at itself. They shocked their head. “Anyway, since we can’t fly, we’ll have to use the Dondai. But…” They looked at the car then at their tail and compared their height to the car. “I’m too big! It was a pain getting a Quartz in there, now I got to find a way to fit myself and my new tail in there without wrecking the car!” They poked at spikes on their tail. It was sharp, so they had to worry about the spikes. “Hmmm. I could shapeshift to be smaller. But I don’t LIKE that! Shapeshifting is just EMBARRASSING! But I HAVE TO! I DON’T WANNA WALK ALL THE WAY TO LITTLE HOMEWORLD OR BEACH CITY! IT WOULD TAKE FOREVER!” They grunted and held their face. They sighed.

“Fine, but once we’re in Beach City, we get out of the car and return to normal size… after finding a good place to park my baby… Man… Steven, you such a wimp.” The fusion said, arguing with itself again. They take in a deep breath and glowed, their body shifting into the size of Steven. Other than their pants being a bit too long, their clothes fit perfectly with Steven’s shirt covering up his gem again. They pull out the car keys and unlock the car. “Alright, now. To get this tail in without hurting the car.” They said. They looked for a good approach, then an idea appeared in their head. They lifted their tail up and lean it against the back of the seat. They get in the car, got buckled, and leaned forward so they wouldn’t lean up against their tail. “Ya know, if you lived closer to Little Homeworld, we could have just used the warp,” Tiger said as they turned on the car. They soon sighed. “Man, this fusion is just… so fun.” They said sarcastically, “Hopefully once we’re in town, we’ll have a better time.” They then drove back into town.

They looked at the picture of Amethyst, Pearl and Garnet Steven had taped onto the top of the hood. They softly chuckled. “So, you care about them so much. Y-yeah. I do. It’s just… hard living with them sometimes. Sometimes… it’s like they still treat me like a kid. I know they don’t want to do it; they just want to have fun with me. It’s just… hard sometimes.” Tiger’s Eye began talking to itself, switching between Steven and Jasper. “Honestly, I don’t know how you can even stand them sometimes. Honestly… I sometimes ask myself that question too. Oh… really?” Tiger looked at the road, making sure they were driving safely. They still had a way to go before they reach Beach City.

“Yeah. Like… I don’t know. It’s just hard having people needing to depend on you for emotional support. And… to tell you the truth, I know they need me to be strong but sometimes, I don’t want to be strong. I just wanna be a kid and have silly adventures. The Crystal Gems don’t know how to handle me or my powers. They’re scared of me losing control. Like, one time, I so afraid of being seen as a kid, I kept aging into different periods of adulthood until I was an old man and almost died from it. The gems brought me back to normal but… it was still a scary time. Then there was the time that I stretched my body to look older, so I won’t look like that small boy you used to see me as to impress everyone. I… I was so tired of being this little kid, especially after I learned that it wasn’t normal for me to keep looking like I used to. But… I couldn’t hold the form and reverted into a baby. Connie helped me recover from that, and once I learned I was growing facial hair, that helped me feel more confident about my body. But it still was a strange time. And then… there was the time I tried to relax and shapeshift into a cat, but I could only change one of my fingers into a cat. At first, it was fine, but then more cats formed on my fingers and I started losing control, and I was becoming an adorable cat monster! And… and Dad had to be the one to help me and the only way to save me was to go through the Car Wash! And then… c-calm down. I’m here. We don’t need to shapeshift. This is only temporary.” Tiger’s Eye said, Steven’s panicking made her tighten her grip on the wheel before loosening it as Jasper’s mind helped calm them down. They take a deep breath. “Y-yeah. Just… just wanted to explain why we couldn’t just shapeshift with wings or something. Hahahaha.” Tiger’s Eye laughed as tears formed in Steven’s eyes, “It’s… it’s okay. I don’t like shapeshifting too. It just feels so unnatural. I can see the practical uses of it for battle, but I will never use it myself, and you shouldn’t feel pressured to need to master it either.” Jasper told Steven. The fusion sighed and nodded. They soon noticed that they had entered Beach City. They quickly find a place to park the car and get out.

Once out, they release their shapeshifted form and sighed in relief. Although keeping a smaller form was much easier than keeping a larger form, they still felt more comfortable being their regular size. They whip the tears out of their eyes. They take a few deep breaths and then stood up. “Okay, we’re here. Now what…” Tiger asked themselves. Suddenly their stomach growled. “What was that?” Tiger asked themselves, before Steven’s personality kicked in, “Oh. I guess all that crying and talking and… stuff must’ve worn us out. I need to eat. Now, if you don’t want to try the food, that’s all right. We can just unfuse and I’ll get something to eat.” However, part of them was intrigued. “Eat. What do you mean by eat? Well, humans don’t have infinite energy, so we chew up items like pizza, fish, and potatoes to eat. It’s actually quite good. Amethyst likes to eat a lot, but gems like you don’t need to do it. We can just unfuse if you want.” Tiger talked to themselves, letting Jasper have an out. Tiger shocked their head. “No. I won’t let a puny little thing like ‘eating’ separate us like that. Besides, I can withstand any weird feeling you put on me. Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Tiger explained. They soon walked over to the Fry Stand. Peedee was working at the place when he noticed them. “Um hello, miss…” Peedee began to say in a polite manner.

“Tiger’s Eye. Um… yeah. I can accept female pronouns. But letting you know; I also use They and Them pronouns as well.” Tiger’s Eye explained. Peedee nodded and looked at the gem. “Neat… Hey, isn’t that Steven’s jacket? Steven is that you?” Peedee asked. Tiger’s Eye laughed in glee. “Yep. It’s me, Peedee! Well, it’s more than me. I’m a fusion with Jasper right now! We’re doing some bonding time!” Steven’s personality shined through as she said that. Peedee smiled. “Wow… wait, wasn’t Jasper that big mean lady you’ve told us about. Um… Sorry about that.” Peedee said, then quickly apologized when he realized he was also talking to said the lady. Tiger’s eye rolled her eyes. “Yeah. But supposedly it’ll be different. However, right now, I’m not so sure about it. Anyway, I’ll have… the bits.” She said as she tried to act cool. Peedee nodded. “One plate of the bits, then.” He said then moved to the back of the area. Tiger looked at the boy. “So, he’s your friend, right? Uh-huh. Why does he work for a place like this? Well, because he likes it. He has his own truck where he sells his own food, but Peedee still tends to work here every now and again. I just hope…” Tiger’s Eye began to say but was interrupted by a loud squeal of excitement that was all TOO familiar. Tiger groaned and facepalmed herself as she looked at the sound. “A snerson! Peedee, you got to see this! It’s a real-life snerson!” Ronaldo said as he pulled out his phone. “Huh?” Peedee said as he brought out a bag full of potato bits.

Ronaldo was standing a few feet away from Tiger. He most likely came from the boardwalk. Tiger’s Eye turned towards the man. “Ronaldo, I’m not a snerson, it’s me, Steven! I just fused with Jasper and some of her corrupted forms have transferred to me… Steven… man being a fusion can be so confusing. Anyway, I’m not corrupted, it’s just a side-effect of us fusing.” Tiger tried to explain. Ronaldo squinted his eyes in suspension. “Sure, you are, Snerson. But how do I know you’re not just some Snerson pretending to be Steven fused with this Jasper.” Ronaldo asked. Tiger growled in anger. “Ugh, I’m wearing Steven’s jacket and clothes! I have his and Jasper’s gems! What more proof do you need!?” Tiger asked in frustration. Ronaldo looked at her and then went around her. “So, if you are Steven and Jasper, how come you have a snake tail and snake horns?” Ronaldo asked before stopping in front of them. Tiger groaned. “The horns were on Jasper’s corrupted form first, our fusion just made them more different. Also, what snakes have horns? As for the tail, it must be from Steven. I don’t know how or why, but something about him makes him into a snerson when he corrupts… n-not that I am corrupted or anything. This… this is just hypothetical.” Tiger said a bit scared at the end.

“I mean, one of the corrupted gems used to be that Big Crab we used to record for your vlog thing, so it’s not too weird that maybe Steven would be a snake if he corrupted. Hey… maybe that’s why there’s a snake on the dollar bill! The founding fathers must’ve known the Diamond Authority would become snakes if they turned into monsters!” Peedee said with confidence. Ronaldo gasped and pulled out a dollar bill. “Of course! It all makes sense! The Diamonds ARE SNEEPLE ALL ALONG! But how did the US government know this in advance? Was the Great Diamond authority in on this?” Ronaldo wondered.

“What, that’s absurd. I’ve been with the Diamonds for over two years and other than making peace with the US government, there have been no signs of the Government knowing about the Diamond Authority or about Sneeple.” Tiger’s eyes said. She pulled out a dollar and gives it to Peedee. She then grabs her food and begins to eat. “Okay, but then how did the Government know about this? Why would they put this obvious connection on their money? Perhaps, the Diamonds have been hiding stuff from you, Steven… and whoever you’re fused with!?” Ronaldo said, causing Tiger to chock on her bits. They quickly cough and release the pressure they accidentally build up. “That’s absurd, Ronaldo! The diamonds… they… they trust me…” Tiger’s eye began to say but felt the fear build up in their mind. Images of Pink Diamond sobbing in her room, yelling at the Diamonds, and breaking items flashed in their mind. They held their head. “They… they’re not the same as back then. They… they trust me…” Tiger’s Eye said as to try and rebuild their confidence. Flashes of Jasper fighting in the war, images of gems talking behind Jaspers’ back, then images of Jasper begging Yellow Diamond to attack earth flashed in their mind. “I’m… I’m not worthless…” They said, then images of ‘classic’ Steven waiting for the gems to come back from their mission and Steven’s imagined conversation from an Indirect Kiss entered their mind. Tears flowed out their eyes as the pain was becoming too much.

“Steven, Jasper, Tiger’s Eye! It’s okay! We’re here! RIGHT, Ronaldo! Please, they need us.” Peedee said, the last part a whisper to the boy’s brother. Ronaldo blinked and then awkwardly laughed. “Y-yeah! Tiger’s Eye! That’s right! Besides, it could all just be the Government who’s lying! Of course, not Nanefua, she’s one of the few that aren’t like that.” Ronaldo said as to try and cheer them up. The fusion sniffled and looked at him. “R-really?” They asked. Ronaldo nodded. “Yeah, the Government is always trying to hide things! Anyways, enough sadness! Let’s think of something to CHEER. YOU. UP!” Ronaldo said as to try and help Steven. Tiger took in a deep breath. They quickly finished up eating and sighed. “Welp… at least I’m no longer hungry.” They said. Ronaldo sighed in relief.

“So… Tiger’s eye. That’s a cool name. What do want to do? Who is… Tiger’s Eye?” Ronaldo asked. Peedee nodded. “Yeah, I mean, you’re a whole new fusion, Steven. Maybe you can show some sick moves!” Peedee said with excitement. Tiger chuckled. “Really?” They asked. The two brothers nodded in excitement. Tiger’s Eye laughed and rushed onto the Beach. “Alright, let’s see what my weapon is!” She said as she pulled out Steven’s Shield and Jasper’s helmet. She looked at both objects. Peedee and Ronaldo sat down at the edge of the pier. “Hmmm, a shield and a helmet… what do these two things have in common or… what can I make with them?” Tiger wondered. The group thought. “Oh! How about a complete battle armor!” Peedee said. Ronaldo scolded, “No, that’s too basic for something like her! Oh! How about a laser gun! Or a broad sword! Or a cannon! OH! A SWORD GUN!” Ronaldo yelled out. People began walking towards them. Tiger’s eye began shaking seeing them. They close their eyes and then a thought appeared. They grab the helmet and chuck it into the air. They throw the shield and the two hit each other and glowed. They fuse into one weapon as a double-headed Axe with a medium-sized handle. “Wow! An ax! That’s clever!” Ronaldo said, impressed. Tiger’s Eye chuckled and quickly put their weapon away as it disappeared into light particles.  “Yeah… although, it is the most weapon like a weapon I’ve had with a fusion. Well, that’s because you think of simple toys. I think of something more practical.” Tiger’s Eye said, then giggled.

The people on the boardwalk looked at the fusion, waved at them, and then continued their way. Tiger sighed in relief. “Man, this fusion is really hard to keep it together… but I know we can do this! Besides, we haven’t even done anything fun yet. All we had were meltdowns and crying! I do NOT want to keep doing this! I want to have FUN! I want to know what makes living on Earth worth it to Steven!” Tiger yelled. They were getting so fed up with having to deal with their two sides constantly fighting with each other or having a meltdown. “Alright, alright, calm down. There are tons of fun things to do, like, um, the arcade, there’s the pier, video games at Steven’s house, the Big Donut, um… Oh! Hey, there’s supposed to be a wrestling match tonight! It’s supposed to be like a multi-match event. Supposedly it’s like survival of the fittest or something, whoever stays in the ring long enough wins the wrestling cup. Doubles or Singles are allowed tonight. That sounds like fun!” Peedee explained. This peaked Tiger’s Eye interest. “Oh yeah, Steven did say that he used to use wrestling. Although, I think we got tired of it because he was being too nice, so Lars didn’t like his character anymore, and Amethyst didn’t want to play wrestling now that she was MATURE now.” She said in a bitter tone. She shocked his head.

“Anyway, we weren’t interested because he tried to explain his ‘backstory’ for the event. It sounded pretty dumb from what little we heard. But what was that about the survival of the fittest?” The fusion asked. Ronaldo stood up as shadow draped over his eyes. “The world of wrestling is a dangerous and evil land where only the strong can survive. I tried my hand at the ring and was punched so hard, I never went back.” Ronaldo stated, exaggerating his story. Tiger’s Eye chuckled. “Oh yeah, that was pretty funny. And… punching… that’s something I can do. That sounds like the perfect thing for us to do. But… I still like the idea of building a character… ugh… my head.” Tiger said, then held their head. This made the two brothers worried. “Hey, are you okay? Maybe you should unfuse, at least until tonight. You two might need a break from each other.” Peedee said. Ronaldo nodded. “Yeah. Plus, all your bad mojo could collide with each other too much if you don’t give each other some time to think for yourselves.” Ronaldo said.

Tiger’s Eye looked away. “I… We’ll think about it. For now, we’re fine. We’re going to go walk the boardwalk for now.” They said. Ronaldo and Peedee looked at each other and then at the fusion. Peedee stood up. “Welp, be careful. See you at the ring tonight. Oh! I almost forgot; the wresting even will be at 8 pm at the abandoned warehouse.” Peedee said, then went back to the shop. Tiger’s eye waved at him. “I got my eye on you, Tiger’s Eye. Don’t go pull any Snerson tricks up your sleeves. I don’t want you to hurt yourself or Society.” Ronaldo said, then walked away. Tiger’s eye nodded and then her stomach growled again. She blushed in embarrassment. “I guess that wasn’t enough to satisfy our hunger. What time is it?” They wondered as they pulled out Steven’s phone. They activated it and put in the numbers, but it was much harder thanks to their pretty meaty fingers. “Ugh. Why do these tiny earthling communication devices have to be so small?” They wondered in annoyance. They soon looked at the device and saw it was around 1:30. “Wow, time sure flew. It’s already past lunchtime. No wonder we’re hungry. Why don’t we get a salad and something to drink? Maybe we’ll like that more than just eating some bits. …Whatever.” Tiger said to herself. She put the phone back in their coat pocket and walked over to Fish Stew Pizza.

(To be continued.)

[mouser26]

Jazz

This story has been a work in progress since....shit I wanna say August 28th or so (no idea why I remeber the date that exactly) It started as something I thought I’d just bang out real fast cause my brain refused to work on anything else and now here we are 6mos (only 4 pages) later and I am posting it. This story references and retcons certain events from some seriously old works of mine Meet the Family and Grandfather Fuu I’ve never really done a story directly from Jazz’s perspective despite creating him in 2008-9ish and revamping his design in 2016.

Enjoy

Jazz could have been the best spy.

He had no family to answer to with a growing career as a singer and dancer in touring stage productions. According to his recruiter he had the potential to be a classic honeypot, however his natural charm and friendly nature resulted in many secrets being spilled as though he were a lifelong friend without the need for sexual seduction.

He might never have been one of the fabled Purples but he had the potential to be White. Jazz was on the rise even as he remained unknown behind clandestine meetings and worldwide tours.

Then there had been The Benefit.

It would be years before he would be able to put his finger on what exactly it was that made him notice the man lingering on the edges of the party.

There was nothing particularly noteworthy about him at a glance; average height,  blonde, blue eyes behind wire frames, he was even appropriately dressed in a proper tuxedo, he fit right in. And he was cute to boot.

There was just something, more to him.

Which was precisely why he had sidled up to the other with a smile he had been told was charming,

"James Coltrain, but behind the curtain they call me Jazz, cause my hands are dazzling."

The man’s attempts to muffle his laughter turned it to a snort, "Does that ever work?"

"Dunno did it?"

It in fact did.

His name was Bastian.

Their romance was a whirlwind in all but time.

There was the usual dinners and dances with kisses on the doorstep, dates that warmed him and had a taste of normalcy to them.

Then there were the more avante-guard outings; bungee jumping, rock climbing, and other adrenaline pumping activities

Jazz had been shocked and a little turned on at how effectively the blonde had dispatched the opposing team when they had gone to laser tag.

He had considered it an unexpected blessing that his boyfriend was so understanding about his hectic touring schedule and the rare times he had to cancel a date for a mission, though he never gave that reason of course.

In retrospect perhaps he should have seen a red flag in the fact Bastian never invited him to meet his family before. Jumping out of the plane he had known his lover had two younger brothers and an equal number of sisters, that his parents were still alive and he had an extended family that could take ages to explain. He had known that Bastian was something of the black sheep having opted against joining the family business wanting to start his own instead.

It wasn’t until their feet were back on the ground, engagement ring on the blonde’s finger, and he found himself looking down into the annoyed face of Agent Magenta, that his brain scrambled to re-evaluate everything he thought he knew about his lover.

"Hello Albine or is it Jazz now?"

Shamefully his shock gave Magenta the time needed to punch him in the nose.

He had been honestly relieved to see Bastian charge angrily into the room holding a cake.  If this had been some kind of long op Bastian would have been pleased with his shock, instead he looked ready to punch him  himself.

"Yer Bom ‘s Magenta?!"

“You work for White?!”

Before he could come up with any sort of response to that he found himself covered in cake to go with the blood from his nose as his fiancee shouted at him.  Then the tears had come and that was what spurned him back into movement kneeling to put a hand on his shoulder not daring a hug just now.

“You lied to me.”

“You never really told me about your family.”

"Children," Jazz looked up to face the battle scarred mountain that was Bastian’s father, "Yer both kept mum 'cause it's need ter know infermashun, anna ovver one dinnet need ter know.  Now yer know.  So let's kiss, make up, an enjoy dis lass, lazagg-"

"Lasagna, dear," Magenta corrected out of habit still glaring at him.

"What she said. An' now dat yer each know a bit more, yer c'n safely put yer cards onna table."

"And I’ll start,” the gun-loving woman announced meeting Jazz’s eyes, “You break my son’s heart any further and I beak your neck."

Jazz nearly dismissed the threat having expected it as he finally placed the man in the frilly purple apron with the countless veterans he had been warned about, “Your Dad’s Cassius?!”

“Do you know anyone else that could handle my mother?”

Meeting the parents had been an enlightening disaster but an easily survived one,

Meeting Bastian’s Godfathers on the other hand had been a crucible of sorts.

Puce, or Uncle Fuu as he fiancee insisted on introducing the older agent, did not seem to like him at all.  For all that Bastian insisted nothing was wrong Jazz could not help but feel like he was being mentally filleted every time the attention was on him. It wasn’t anything he had done or said as far as he knew, he was simply not family.

Deep green eyes smoldered with the fires of anger, the flames of indignation. Every time Puce looked in his direction, Jazz felt the temperature of his face rise.

He had heard of Spectre of course though in never the same mythical tones as the other Agents, it was still near impossible to resolve the stories he’s heard of Uncle Silas with the tired assassin that has greeted him simply with, “So you’re the boyfriend.”

He was weighed, measured, and, he was sure, found wanting, but he had held his ground. Terrifying as this family was proving to be he loved Bastian and they would have to actually put him six feet under before he’d give the other man up.

It was actually Silas that gave him hope through that particular meal. Here was an agent who had somehow made it into the family while still wearing his own colors. More than that he was an older agent completely at ease with the human tiger he called his lover.

He wanted his own version of that.

With everything out and on the table he and Bastian had finally been able to really talk about the future.

They were both stubborn mules so talking had turned to yelling, then to crying, before coming back to talking. They discussed their jobs, their expectations, whether or not they wanted kids some day, everything they had discussed before and surprisingly little had changed.  The anger for each had been about the ability to keep secrets and lie to the other, something they could both agree to never do again.

Really the only thing they had needed to properly discuss was their upcoming nuptials

The Wedding took place in New Orleans during Mardi Gras for the safety of all.  Though Jazz was certain they wouldn’t have changed a thing even if their guests had been all civilians.   The only official thing about the whole affair was the officiant themselves. The ceremony was held in front of a bar in the French quarter, their cake was a king’s cake from the first place to have one in stock, it was no real surprise that Uncle Adrian had found the trinket therein. Things had gotten a bit hazy after some hours, he was fairly convinced their Ojen had been switched for something far stronger and less legal. He really wasn’t sure when the picture of himself and his handsome new husband wearing their Mardi Gra themed wedding vests kissing in a fountain was taken but he had it framed and hung in their new home when they returned.

That had been years ago.

He hadn’t regretted a day since.

It was something to think about as he walked the house with his teething son, trying every trick he could think of in hopes they might both get some sleep before he left for an early morning flight  on a new mission.

Or when Uncle Fuu had shown up, taken the fussing infant and told him in that same unshakable tone to get some sleep, that he would see to Silas.

Jazz was still a spy and still a damn good one.

But he would never be the best now.

He had people that mattered now, he mattered now.

It was a thought that made him smile as his head hit the pillow.

[angelstrenchcoat-67]

Baby Driver

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Implied smut

Summary: Living with the Winchesters means getting to go on hunts together, eating junk food after long car rides, staying at cheap motels at the side of the road and it's pretty awesome. But there is one thing from the whole Winchester experience that you haven't gotten around to do that Dean is vey reluctant about.

Beta'd by @winchestersandco

"Please" I smile against his skin, knowing he's trying to hold back. He shaved two days ago but I can already feel the new hair coming out, scratching my cheek as I move towards his lips. "You won't regret it"

"I said no" Dean tries to stifle a laugh when I lean back with my legs at his sides.

"Why?" I groan, bringing my hands up to my hair to undo it. I shake it up, knowing Dean likes my hair when it is all messed up because it reminds him of all the times he made it that way with his hands.

"I barely let Sam do it, and it took him several years to gain my trust" He trails off, his eyes focused on every move his hand's make as they move from my thighs to my hips.

"My eyes are up here, Winchester" I swat his hands away, his mischievous smirk almost stopping me. "I'm your girlfriend, you're supposed to trust me"

"I trust you but it's a different kind of trust" He places his hands under his head, his arms flexing enough to make me forget what we are talking about for a second.

"No, you don't get to pull out those out to distract me" I point at his biceps, knowing what he's doing.

"Says the girl who tried to seduce me a few minutes ago" He frowns, squinting his green apple eyes to the point where I can't almost see them.

"Dean, please" I whine, pulling at his plaid shirt. "It's just a car"

"She is not a car, she is a feeling" He sits up, resting his back to the bed headboard. "See? This is why you aren't ready"

"Well, if she is so good, enjoy sleeping in the back seat" I glare at him as I squirm, trying to get off his lap.

"You're kicking me out of our room?" He chuckles, wrapping his arms around my waist. "You do realize there are more bedrooms in the bunker, right?"

"I know, I just wanted to be dramatic" I mumble, running my fingers between the first three buttons of his shirt. "I'm not asking you to let me drive her far away, maybe just even around the bunker. I just want to know the feeling. You and Sam always seem to enjoy it so much"

"I love you but I also love that car" He sighs. "She has been through a lot and the last thing she needs is you running her into a tree or something"

"I know how to drive a car, Dean" I roll my eyes, pushing his hands away. "It's not rocket science. Besides, don't act like you didn't smash her with a metal crowbar a few years"

"I was emotionally unstable so that doesn't count" He stands up, following me as I walk out of the room.

"You are always emotionally unstable, Dean" I roll my eyes even though he can't see me.

—-

"Easy there tiger" Dean holds Sam by the side as he tries to help him sit down in the back seat.

This hunt was supposed to be easy, just kill some werewolves, which is something that we are used to. But there were more than we expected so things got a little out of control. One was ready to jump on me when Sam stepped in, not noticing the one behind him.

He drew in his claws, scratching Sam right in his middle. The werewolf was ready to finish him off but Dean was quicker, shooting it before it could move.

"Let me see that" Dean brings up his shirt a little, revealing the nasty wound the werewolf gave him. "We need to stitch you up right now"

"I'll do it" I open the door but Dean stops me, reaching for something in his pocket.

"No, I have more experience stitching up big wounds" He pulls out the car keys, handing them to me. "You drive while I fix him up"

"Ar-Are you sure?" I stutter, looking between Dean and Sam who is too focused on the excruciating pain in his abdomen.

"Yes, I need to make sure Sam's okay" He looks up at me swiftly before reaching for the first aid kit. "You can do it"

Dean focuses back on Sam and I can tell he is really worried so I don't ask again, I just open the door of the pilot side. It takes me a few seconds to get the hang of the clutch but one I start rolling down the road, I manage to keep it going without much trouble.

"We have to go a little faster because I don't have enough to close the entire cut so you are going to have to speed up, babe" Dean manages to keep his voice calm even though I know by the sound of Sam's breath, things are not going easy back there.

I bite my lip, changing the stick shift so that we can go faster. Sam's groan echoes through the car when Dean pours more alcohol on the gash, giving me enough courage to press the gas pedal even more.

"You are doing amazing, Sammy" Dean tries to calm Sam down as he continues stitching. "You too, Y/N"

"Not bad for your first time" Sam manages to speak between breaths.

"You are bleeding out and you are using your energy to tease me, Samuel?" I raise my eyebrow, watching him from the rearview mirror.

"Okay, this should hold up until we get there" Dean interrupts us, handing Sam some pills. "This should help with the pain and prevent an infection"

"We are almost there, maybe about five minutes" I inform Dean as I take the turn into the street that leads to the bunker. I speed even faster down the road, Dean leaning over the seat to look at me.

"My two girls together" He places a kiss at my cheek, making the hair at the back of my neck stand up. "Is it weird that I find this incredibly hot?"

"Yes, it is" Sam grunts as I hold back a giggle. "Really perturbing and straight up traumatizing"

You're just jealous, Samantha" Dean rolls his eyes, turning around to check on the cut.

"You seriously have an unhealthy relationship with this car" Sam groans when Dean pulls a little at his skin.

"At least I have one, Mister All My Relationships Have Failed Because Most Of My Girlfriends Are Dead Or Crazy" Dean mocks Sam, earning a scold from me.

—-

"I'm sorry I didn't let you drive the car before" Dean mutters, leaning on the door frame as he cleans his hands with a towel.

"I know how much that car means to you" I mutter, tossing the alcohol back into the first aid kit before placing it on the bedside table. "I wouldn't have asked you to let me drive her if I didn't know I could"

"I know" He smiles softly before walking at the edge of the bed. "You did awesome"

"I know" I grin as I place a few band-aids over the little scars down my arm and leg. "How is Sam?"

"He’s asleep now but I patched him up and the wound looked pretty clean so we can hope for a full recovery" Dean brings his hand to his back to pull the shirt over his head.

"And you?" I ask him, trying not to drool over his naked chest. Which I end up doing anyway.

"I'm good, just a few bruises here and there" He throws his pants a few feet away, standing just in his underwear. "Should I put on pajama pants?"

"Do you think you'll need them?" I raise my eyebrow, bitting my bottom lip to suppress a smirk.

"Did I mentioned you looked incredibly hot driving my precious baby?" He smirks as he climbs the bed before parting my legs wide enough so that he can fit between them.

"Really?" I raise my eyebrow, bringing my arms around his shoulders.

"Yes," He brings his lips to my collarbone kissing up, running his tongue over my skin slightly every few inches. He smiles against my skin, knowing I'm holding back a moan. "It made me feel some type of way"

"Is that so?" I breathe out as he finds me the sweet spot in my neck, bringing one hand up to my thigh so that I can wrap it around his hip.

"Mhm," He finally reaches my lips. "Do you want me to show you?"

"With full detail" I sigh as he rips my shirt open, a few buttons flying across the room.

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New Dean Imagine for all of you❤️ Hope you like it

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[naferty]

So....🎁2/19 is my bday 🎂 and I was wondering if you had any sneak peeks for Finding Pack or Mr and Mrs... Mom & Dad? Or if you'd be able to give a little IronPanther lovin'? I'm still a bit pissed at Steve for the bs he pulled in CW and have been obsessed with IronPanther lately. Anything will be loved though ❤❤

You left me with too much limit and little time so I sort of had to quickly write this out, an Ironpanther with shifter mixed in and some Tony and tiny Peter fluff, and I hope it makes your day brighter. Happy Birthday!

This is part 1 for you! I’ll get you part 2 out the moment I can.

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Tony prowled his territory cautiously. Recently there had been an influx of humans wandering the forest, searching, hunting, and he couldn’t risk getting caught off-guard. Not when many shifters had moved further south, away from the humans residing north.

They were being pushed back. There was no denying it now. Many shifters were losing their homes in a rapid rate and many were leaving even faster.

The safest for shifters were to pack up. A lone shifter was an easy target, but a group had a chance. Tony was not amongst the lucky ones to have a group watch his back, at least not outright. The shifters of the area were canine and many. They had little trouble sticking together. Forming packs and tight bonds that made it harder for humans to target. Their instinctual needs making it easy to fall into roles.

A pack of these canine shifters were kind enough to be acquainted with him. Some might even, dare he say it, call him a friend of the canines. Which was saying a lot, considering he was a white tiger and made canines wary in the best of times and posed a threat at the worst.

Not many would’ve taken a chance on him, but he was thankful the uncoordinated pup (though he claimed to have been a teenager) had stumbled upon him. Disoriented and lost, he had feared him at first, but the pup began talking his ear clean off and stuck close when Tony showed no signs of wanting to eat him. The only shifter in the area Tony offered safety that the pup needed and Tony understood wandering the forest alone as a cub. It brought forth terrors. Never knowing when something would strike or when a human would jump from the shadows.

Tony allowed him to stay, learning the pup’s name was Peter and coming to understand how he ended up lost, how they ended up getting attacked but he didn’t know by whom, not when his aunt and uncle screamed for him to run. He stayed with Tony for days and Tony ended up hunting for two. The most hunting he had ever done in his life.

Eventually the pup’s pack traced his scent and came back for him. Their hostility quickly dissolved shortly after they learned his role in protecting Peter until his family found him. Aunt May and Uncle Ben were grateful. Their leader offered his thanks and promised to spread word of him to other canines of the area. He was an ally and was to be treated like one.

There was no complaints from Tony, not when it resulted in many canines simply avoiding him instead of confronting him when their paths crossed. Tony hoped this thin line of friendship with the pup’s pack extended to helping, or at least keeping an eye out on him, should the humans walk into their territory. Naturally, that thin line extended both ways, so when he heard a howl with a very familiar tone to it Tony didn’t even hesitate or think about it twice. He ran to the howl, taking notice of the sounds of footsteps on dead grass the closer he got. He caught a glimpse of tall shadows standing upright through the trees. The shadows of danger. The shadows of death. Humans were here and Peter had been howling in fear near the area.

Heart beating heavy in his chest he rushed forth, crouching when the shapes of the humans became clear. There were five of them jogging through the trees and there, in the direction of their path, was Peter’s form, shivering with his tail curled around himself. He was trapped. Rocks and boulders blocking his path and far too small to jump over them.

The humans aimed their guns at him, ready to fire, and Tony moved with as much speed as he could. He roared, hearing it echo through the trees and watching as the humans turned to him in horror. He struck at those nearest to him, forcing the rest to back off with shouts and orders. He saw his opportunity and rushed to Peter, grabbed him by the scruff and jumped over the stones in hopes of it blocking the humans and climbed higher. He needed distance, he needed to hide, he needed to make sure Peter was as far away from the danger as possible, he needed to -

A sharp pain struck him on his thigh and gave him a flinch, but it didn’t bring forth a burning sensation of a serious wound so he ignored it and pushed forward with more force. He found as the seconds ticked by it became harder and harder to jump until eventually even moving his front legs seemed an impossibility.

The humans tranquilized him! Shit.

He draped himself over the last boulder he could climb and released Peter, nudging him to go with his snout. “Run, Peter.”

“No, no Mr Stark,” Peter’s tiny body shivered. “I can’t leave you here.”

Tony bared his teeth. “Go!” He managed to catch Peter run and hear the footsteps of the humans closer before he just couldn’t keep awake anymore. The very last thing he heard was Peter’s whine as something struck him.

He woke up disoriented with his head pounding and the ground shaking from underneath him. He was met with darkness and the foul smell of old fear and no forest. His only source of light were tiny holes allowing the sun to shine in and he cursed with a loud growl when he realized he was in a damn box. Moving also showed he was also chained down. A collar on his neck, shackles on his paws and a muzzle.

A soft whimper to his right made him stop from ramming against the walls in desperation. A tiny body was curled next to him and his heart stopped when he realized it was Peter. He didn’t escape. He was captured as well. Tony couldn’t save him.

He curled himself protectively around the pup, promising to find a way for him to escape no matter what.

~~

T’Challa held in a growl threatening to escape him. He had seen not one, but three - three - shifters chained up and displayed as if they were mere mindless animals meant to be exotic pets. To many in this event they were exactly that. Mindless animals praised as rarities by their sellers and paid little mind to them, never questioning how the black stallion standing tall showed intelligence in his eyes. But to those who knew exactly what this fabrication hid under it.

A black market running right under the nose of the clueless. A black market that specialized in the selling and enslaving of shifters for different purposes. For entertainment, for strength, for protection, for pleasure, and it sickened him.

He remained silent, however. It would do no good when visitors of the land caused a scene, not when relations were strained as it was. T’Challa promised he was going to personally see the end of such exchanges. To think they treated shifters as materials when they were just as human as any other.

The itch to take to his fur was strong but he needed the face of a simple man. It would do no good to cause panic and force the Dora Milaje to retaliate in defence, and so he continued his walk, followed by two fierce warriors. He carried his disgust on the inside while on the outside was the face of indifference. He hoped his eyes expressed his anger.

The more he walked the more he wished to leave the foul place. After watching the fourth clueless man stare at the stallion shifter and turn away without any recognition or care the decision to leave was easy to choose. This was when his little sister made an appearance and took that decision out of his hands. Her eyes so often bright in joy were forlorn, silent anger hidden under a layer of control. She wanted to lash out, just as he, but her reason unknown to him.

He didn’t have to ask her reason. She offered with a displeased head shake. “They are hosting an auction. Among their pieces is a shifter. Rare in color and mistreated. I fear if he is sold he will not see another day. Please, we must help.”

T’Challa frowned. Shuri was well aware of what hid amongst the illusions and also knew they couldn’t interfere, not yet, no matter how much they wish to aid. “You know we can not.”

“I have talked to him,” Shuri revealed. “He shows intelligence, more than most.” She looked down momentarily, showing a hesitation rarely ever seen by her. “He protects another. Younger. We must help.”

T’Challa didn’t understand, not at first, but if it had Shuri worried than it must have been serious. He nodded and followed after her, leading him close to the gathering crowd but remaining at the edge. There was a stage present where the auctioneer was to present the merchandize. Shuri led them around and through a black curtain behind it. The dark of the area prevented them from being spotted, but under a designated light source he saw multiple items waiting to be sold and among them a simple bar cage. Primitive and horrid, for inside was a beast. Chained to the ground with shackles on its legs, collar on its neck and a muzzle. The fur mangled, scars present in the patches it missed and dried blood decorating in-between the stripes.

A white tiger. Filthy, scarred, and afraid. It shaked in its hold, but through the trembling T’Challa could easily see the anger coursing through its body upon seeing them. The baring of its teeth accompanied with a soft hiss.

He was beautiful.

They got closer. The hiss grew with each step they took and the body curled into a ball as much as the chains allowed. When T’Challa and Shuri stood just outside the cage he knew why. There, curled up next to the belly of the tiger, was a pup, an adolescent wolf by the size, appearing to be around Shuri’s age. The youngster was untouched compared to the tiger. Better fed and fur relatively cleaner.

The tiger released a protective growl upon realizing he was studying the pup. T’Challa raised his hands, meaning no harm, but didn’t move. It was clear this shifter was mistreated. Not even the other shifters on display appeared to receive the same treatment. He couldn’t leave the creature alone like this.

“Be calm. We mean no harm.” The sharp eyes of the tiger pierced his being. He distrusted, as the nature of his environment. He would not believe a word T’Challa would say. Only actions will win the shifter’s trust. “We will help you out.”

The tiger huffed. His ears were pulled all the way back, flat on his head and tail flicking back and forth in agitation. He didn’t appear to wish to talk and T’Challa didn’t expect him to, but desperation was a strong motivation.

His shoulders sagged, head going down in defeat. “Save…. Peter… please. Get… him out.”

The pup whined and T’Challa knew he couldn’t leave either of them there. He turned to Shuri and they shared a nod of understanding.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6) (Part7)

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Happy Birthday!!!

[idreamofhazeleyes]

Ties in Blood -- Chapter 7

After long last, and well over due. Chapter 7.

Chapter 7

Aaliyah ignored the protests of the nurses as she climbed up onto the gurney and straddled the patient. They were putting up a fight despite having a collapsed lung. Aaliyah grabbed the lung needle from the attending doctor with one hand while she felt for the space between the patient’s ribs with the other, stabbing the needle between the ribs. Hissing came from where the needle was as the air escaped and allowed the lung to expand. The patient took several deep breaths even in their struggles to buck Aaliyah off of them. The struggles slowed before the patient slipped into unconsciousness.

“Sedative,” a nurse said as she pulled the needle from the IV line and looked up to Aaliyah. “Should be out for a few hours.”

Aaliyah climbed off the gurney as the rest of the nurses went about cleaning up.

“That took guts, kid,” the head nurse complimented her. “Next time, though, don’t do it.”

“I didn’t see you jumping on the gurney,” Aaliyah half snapped. “It would have taken more time to re-inflate his lung if he kept moving like that.” She turned to leave the bay.

“Where are you going?”

“Change my scrubs.”

***

Aaliyah pulled her scrub shirt up from behind and tossed it into her locker. She hadn’t seen any of the others in the bay jumping on the gurney to keep the patient down. In a twist, her old scars on her side caught. Aaliyah held in the scream of pain even as her face morphed under it. Easing down onto the bench, she rolled down and touched the floor with her finger tips.

“Oh … my … Alyra.”

Aaliyah jumped to her feet, her scars pulled in protest. It was the other new nurse that started around the same time she did. The little she knew of him was his home country of Russia. “What’s up, Demitri?”

“Your back … That …” His English broke into Russian muttering. “Bad scar from big animal. How say … wolf and man?”

Aaliyah tilted her head, mind scrambling to piece the puzzle together. “Wolf man?”

“Da, man becomes wolf.”

“Werewolf?” Aaliyah bit back a light scoff.

“Da, that one. Look like werewolf …” Demitri mimed a werewolf attacking Aaliyah. “Da?”

“I don’t know what you’ve been putting in your vodka.” Aaliyah reached for a clean shirt scrub. “But you need to put it away for a while.”

“No drink vodka, Alyra,” her name twisted a little under his American accent. “Know animals well.”

Aaliyah let out a breath. There was something about Demitri that she couldn’t put a finger on. She pulled the shirt over her head and closed her locker. “Come on, let’s get back.”

***

Aaliyah stood outside the automatic doors of the ER as the rain came down in sheets. The emergency room had been quiet since the patient with the collapsed lung was transferred and the last walk in left a few minutes ago. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the smell of the rain as it hit the pavement that gave away the heat from the summer sun. Other than the collapsed lung patient from a few hours ago, it had been a quiet night.

“You did a good job in there,” a voice told her. “With the lung guy.”

Aaliyah glanced over to see the doctor on rotation next to her. “Then why did Kerry get on me for how I did my job?”

“Because you think outside the box. The rest of the staff have noticed things about you since you’ve arrived. Things that we really can’t explain.”

“I’m being fired, aren’t I?” Her shoulders slumped as sigh escaped Aaliyah’s lungs.

“Think of it as a time to reflect. From what little I know, you haven’t had the easiest of lives. Maybe having time away from work…”

Aaliyah spun around and seethed back into the hospital. She was too focused on containing her rage to acknowledge the nurses at the station. Back to the locker room, she emptied out her belongings.

“Alyra, you got a phone call,” a nurse called into the locker room. “Says he’s your brother.”

“What’s Xander up to now?” Aaliyah barely slowed in semi organizing her bag.

“Not Xander. Says his name’s Tiberius Kirk.”

Aaliyah stopped her packing as her eyes squinted in confusion.

“Want me to tell him to call…”

“No, I got it.” Aaliyah finished grabbing her things and grabbed her bag. She followed her now former co-worker over to the station and accepted the phone receiver. “Hey, Tye Die. What’s up?”

“Tye Die?” answered a familiar light gruff voice.

“I thought you liked that nickname,” Aaliyah kept up the rouse. “Or are you too old for that?”

“Aaliyah, stop joking around. I need some help.”

“Sure, what’s up?” She dropped the bag on the floor and leaned forward on the counter top.

“Dad’s gone missing on a hunt and there’s a few things I can’t piece together. Is there a way I can swing by and pick you up?”

“Yeah. I’m just now getting off work now.”

“Great. I’ll be there soon.”

“Love you too, Tye Die.” There was a click on the other end.

Aaliyah handed the receiver back and gathered up her bag. She claimed a duel chair in a corner of the waiting room and found a decent position to sit and sleep for a few hours. A light touch on her arm sent her into a defense posture.

“Easy, tiger.” Dean flashed a smile at her.

Aaliyah released the breath she held and relaxed. “Don’t…do that.”

Dean kept his smile. “It was worth it. Come on, we gotta go.” He grabbed the bag before Aaliyah had the chance to grab it.

She worked her body off the chair with a quick stretch to warm her muscles up. “What’s the case?” Aaliyah lengthen her stride to keep up with the six foot something man.

“There’s a hunter out in Colorado that got killed by a vampire.”

“That sounds like a milk run.”

“There’s also a special gun that the vampire took back to their nest.” Dean put Aaliyah’s bag in the back seat of the Impala.

Aaliyah reached for the front passenger door and was about to slide in before jumping away from the car. “You forget to tell me about your partner in here?”

“Oh, right.” Dean’s head popped up over the car roof. “Aaliyah, meet my baby brother Sammy.”

@mrswhozeewhatsis @percussiongirl2017 @revwinchester @percussiongirl2017

[skeletonwoman]

9. Cinema At Its Finest

honeslty, christmas movies are wyld and they literally all have the same casts and it’s just so impressive. also. this one is abt THEO RAEKEN AND EXCuse the horrific text talk but as that old text post says “its hard to make the words go [etc etc] so text speak easier or something” idk i can’t quote it perfectly whatever

You grimace as the delightful song starts filtering through your speakers. The credits are rolling, the girl got the guy, everyone is happy and the world is right.

And now you’re here, alone.

Snatching your phone from beside you, you open a text window.

Me: I mean

Me: Fr

Me: like I want a boyfriend so f*kn bad my guy

Me: But like I don’t

Me: I am strong and f*kn know that guys are bullshit

Me: but also pls love me

Me: y’know?

Me: like I f*kn hate movies but like

Me: ugh

Theo: u know I died and don’t have emotions anymore, right

Me: suck a dick

Theo: bby love me

Theo: why u text me anyway? Ur friends w girls

Theo: do u want me???

Me: ……………….ya lol take me now theodore raken

Theo: I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now

Snorting, you beam at your phone before sighing and sitting up. Maybe you should’ve texted Lydia or Malia but they wouldn’t get it. A stupid notion, of course, everyone gets those feelings after movies but…

You grimace at the title before shoving to your feet and leaving the random holiday themed movie and your laptop behind.

“I’m here, I’m here, you can all relax,” you call, coming to a stop in the center of the room and Scott sighs.

“Finally!” Liam cheers, jumping to his feet and you turn to him with a smile, only to frown as he runs past you. “Pizzas here, guys!”

Scowling, you slump into his seat and sigh. Beside you, Theo grins at you before flopping back against your chest. You grunt at the sudden pressure but allow him to pull your arm over his front anyway.  You'd press a kiss to his forehead or something equally romantic and adorable if he wasn't wearing a Santa hat. As it is, you're having a tough time blowing the pompom away from your nose.

“That’s my seat,” Liam whines and you smirk at him.

“You wanna take my place?” You ask, nodding at Theo and he hesitates.

“I’d like to take Theos place,” he mutters under his breath and Theo growls, his clawed hand settling on your thigh possessively.

“Don’t talk to me or my undead son ever again,” you counter and Liam harrumphs but takes a seat across the room. “As your penance, you will get me a slice.”

“What? What’d I do?” Theo whines, already climbing from the circle of your arms to grab the pizza.

“You had a little peeing contest on me. It was gross.”

He hums, peeking at you over his shoulder and grinning. “Must be why you’re so stinky.”

“Honestly, I’m so freaking over you,” you growl, opening your arms as he lays back against you and taking the slice from his hand. “You’re a nightmare and a pain in the ass.”

“Hey,” he says with a scowl and you glare. “I won’t respond to your boyfriend texts next time.”

“Is that a threat?”

“Obviously.”

Beaming through your misty eyes, you set your laptop aside and snatch up your phone.

Me: wjy r all the movies abt boys

Me: like I love elle sm

Me: but im totally that other girl who snaked her in the beginning

Theo: wtf

Me: Legally Blonde

Theo: wtf x 2

Me: I want a bf n not a christmas themed one :/

Theo: just ask me out already jeez

Me: smd hoe I also want a dog and maybe a law degree

Me: def a dog and a law degree

Me: a bf could probs wait

Theo: ur killing my vibe

Me: What vibe? R u out w/out me????

Theo: I was napping

Me: sounds abt right. Come over 2mororow?

Theo: ok, feed me snakcs

Muttering to yourself, you stare at the elevator doors and wait. Clunky, industrial and orangey brown, they creak open and you step inside.

“Wait!” A voice calls and you hold the doors open, spotting Theo coming through the lobby doors. “Ah, my sweet, sweet were-pig.”

“I’m a were-tiger if I’m anything, mutt,” you hiss and he laughs, stepping in beside you. “Sucks about our plans.”

“We were probably just going to end up napping,” he says reasonably and you hum an agreement. “This is something to do.”

“I’d rather be at home napping.”

“Yep, me too.” He sighs and you grin. For a moment, you’re caught in his blue gaze and the doors slide open.

“Oh- hey! Come on in, guys,” Stiles calls from the doorway and you blink, frowning at the decided lack of holiday decorations in the interior of the apartment.

“Come on,” Theo whispers, his arm settling over your shoulders and tucking you into his side. As a pair, you waltz past Stiles and into Dereks lair. Definitely a lair considering the lack of holiday joy.

“You guys took long enough,” Malia complains and you sink down onto the couch beside her, Theo still glued to your side.

“I was doing stuff and didn’t see the message,” you mumble and Theo smiles lazily instead of responding.

“Anyway,” Scott says, clearing his throat and blushing, “we have a lot to talk about.”

Theo: girl

Theo: girl

Theo: girl

Me: I have a f*kn name

Theo: ok girl

Me: what u want, snake

Theo: mood.

Theo: y’know that mood. When post movie that’s cute or someshit

Me: omfg

Theo: my emotions aren’t as dead as my body

Me: ur boddy is very alive so

Theo: ikr fml

Me: aw boo

Laughing, you tuck the phone under your pillow and snuggle down among the blankets. This winter weather is just delightful, perfect for naps.

Stretching, you lean into the warm blankets and sigh. When they sigh back, you can’t help gasping and flailing. Kicking something, you hear a recognisable grunt and groan.

“Theo?”

“You didn’t text me back,” he whines and you roll over and cringe. A pillow crease has left a red line down his cheek and you watch it disappear, fading like a scar over time- though in hyper speed. Why is he here?

“So you broke into my house and climbed into my bed while I was asleep?” He makes a softly protesting noise but doesn’t voice a denial. Instead, he gives you a sad look and cuddles just that little bit closer.

“I wanted to hang out,” he says softly and you grunt noncommittally. Who cares about hanging out- you were napping.

“Liam exists.”

“Liam doesn’t like me.”

“Scott.”

“You know,” he starts, voice getting serious and you push your leg between his calves. “The pack only tolerates me cause you like me. None of them actually like me, they actively dislike me.”

“That’s crazy of them-”

“Thank you.”

“Thinking I like you. Why would I like you?” You tease and he growls. The sound draws a smile from your lips, only for a laugh to escape your belly when he turns his fingers into claw shapes and digs them into your sides. “Ah! Werewolf hands!”

Your bluff works but only for a moment when he pauses, pulling his hands back and inch to check. Proven wrong, he digs his entirely human fingers and nails into your sides once more.

“N- not fair!” You gasp out, shrieking another laugh. His grin is savagely delighted and you’re about to shove him off you when a knock on your door has the both of you freezing.

“Kiddo?”

“I’m alive! All good! I saw- uh, a really good vine. Patrick Charlton…” You answer awkwardly, silence following your words as Theo fights to contain a laugh. Smacking a palm over his mouth, you clutch him to your chest and wait.

“Okay, don’t wake the neighbours.”

“Will do!” You agree quickly and heave a sigh of relief as footsteps sound down the hallway. Theo snickers against your hand and you bare your teeth at him.

“You absolute rat,” you snarl, still holding him tight to your chest and you feel him grin under your hand.

“You’re the one who couldn’t keep quiet,” he muffles and you have to let him go or you’ll break his neck.

“So you two aren’t dating?” Lydia stares, a crease between her eyebrows and an uncomprehending look in her eyes. All around the room stare similar expressions.

“No! What? I would never.” You scoff, looking down when you feel Theo twist around and look up at you. Your arms hang over his shoulders and down his chest, his back against your stomach and his head pillowed on your chest. Or it was, moments ago. No Santa hat this time though- because he'd stuck it on your head instead.

“Rude!” He gapes, glaring at you. “What do you mean never?”

“What do you mean what do you mean never?”

“I thought my question was pretty clear.”

“And I thought I was too. Why? Do you want to date me or something?”

“What the f*ck? Gross, no.”

“Okay, what the f*ck do you mean by gross?”

“So you guys aren’t dating?” Malia puts in but you can’t even look away at this point. Theo. Theo just called you gross.

“You can’t get angry, you said you wouldn’t date me,” he argues and you blink at him, looking him up and down- sort of.

“I didn’t- I would but like…”

“What does “but like” mean?”

“It means what it means, jeez, back off,” you snap, pushing him off you but you can’t get him to budge too far. He’s too invested in this awfully embarrassing and public conversation. In fact, he rolls over completely so his chest is pressed to your belly and his arms are around your waist.

“So… Definitely not dating?” Scott asks and you spare him half a glare.

“Well we are now,” you grumble, glaring at your spectators, spectators who happen to be very interested in the various pulls of thread on their clothes.

“What do you mean “we are now”?”

“It means exactly what I said, honestly, I know dying can kill parts of your brain but I didn’t think this was a symptom.” You scowl at him and he glares, begrudgingly rising to his hands and knees and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

“You’re such a bitch. All the f*cking time.” His words are a whisper, sweet and gentle to the ear and you shoot him a dark look. Stilling, you’re caught like a cobra in a song. The unadulterated affection on his face, written in his eyes, has you transfixed.

Wow.

as i schedule this fic, i am late to posting one from like 4 days previous woops

[ellana-ravenwood]

“Are we not gonna talk about the elephant in the room ?” - Batmom x Damian Wayne

A story I worked a lot on (my “main” Batmom origin story) got erased for NO reason from Tumblr, and I got so frustrated I decided to write some fluff. It’s shit fluff, but I needed it. So here, Batmom and Damian stealing elephants and shit, hope you’ll like it : 

You can find my masterlist here : @ella-ravenwood-archives

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-So...Let me get this straight. You stole the entire circus’ zoo, because you thought the animals were being mistreated ? 

-We didn’t “thought” the animals were mistreated Bruce, they were. 

Bruce Wayne was rarely surprised in his life, being prepared for anything and all that crap...but right now, in front of his wife and son, and a garden full of a lot of different animals, he had to admit...he was a little bit stunned. 

Was that an elephant ? Oh yes, it was totally an elephant. An elephant who was caressing his wife with its trunk. Of course. Why not ?

Like he was actually hugging you with it, and you were totally ignoring it and were focused on telling something to him, even as the damn pachyderm was licking the back of your head. Was this real life ? 

Bruce, focused on the elephant hugging you with its trunk, and licking your head, didn’t listen to a word you were saying, and you noticed. With a smile you turned around and asked “Tiny” (of course the damn gigantic elephant would be call “Tiny”) to please leave you for a little while. The king of Africa didn’t argue, and went to play with your son and...Bruce was loosing it a bit. 

The Hell was going on ? With a voice that was way higher than his usual voice, he asks you, crossing his arms, trying to keep a little bit of dignity : 

-Ho...ho...How exactly did you achieve -he gestures to the bunch of animals in his garden- all that ? 

You smile, and approach him. You take his hands and sits him on a deck chair, brushing a few fingers lovingly on his cheek.

-Well, you see my Broosh, it all started when...

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It all started when you saw a poster, taped clumsily on a wall in Gotham Central. It read : “The World’s greatest Circus” and had a picture of acrobats and multiple different animals on it. 

And the one that got your attention, was the elephant. 

He just seemed so sad, being forced on a giant bouncing ball to walk on...You were with Damian, having just picked him up from school when you saw it, and as he noticed the sorrow on your face he got worried : 

-Are you alright mother ? 

You smiled weakly at him and gestured to the circus’ poster. 

-Yes. It’s just...It makes me sad to see such wonderful creatures being used like that you know ? 

You could see the concentration on your son’s face, as he was staring at the poster...There was always a strong connection, between you and Damian. 

Even at the beginning, when he was trying to deny it, to push you away and refuse any motherly action from you toward him...There was something.

And one day, he just wasn’t able to resist that something anymore. 

Yes, there was a strong connection between the two of you since you first met, and you always seemed to understand each other without explaining much what you actually felt. And so, Damian knew what to do. 

-Let’s go free it. 

-Uh ? 

-Let’s go free it mom, bring him home ! 

-Damian, I’m not sure he’ll be much happy in Wayne Manor’s...

-No, I mean, home home. Africa ! 

It only took a few seconds of reflexion, and you were sold. 

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You knew you shouldn’t do it. You knew that probably, Bruce would disapprove. And you knew it was crazy but...If you didn’t do it, you’d feel guilty the rest of your life, knowing you could have done something and didn’t. 

That same night, you entered into action. You lied to Bruce, which you didn’t like much, but you knew he’d be the “responsible adult” and try to talk the two of you out of your plan...and you weren’t about to let him. And so you said you’d have a mother/son night, and left without lifting any suspicions. 

Damian was wearing his Robin costume, and you were wearing all black, a white mask on. You had figured out your plan in advance of course, and you arrived in a giant semi-truck you parked a bit up the road from where the Circus was. You then sneaked your way to where the animals were living and...a quick look between you and Damian and you understood each other once more. 

Yes. You couldn’t save just the elephant. The two white tigers seemed so depressed in their cage, the lion seemed malnourished, the llamas were in a bad shape, the horses had scars...Yes. You had to save them all. And you hoped to god you’d have enough place in the truck...

The only tricky thing about all that, were the felines. Even though they were sad to be imprisoned, they might not understand you were there to save them, and you had to figure something out...

You started with the elephant, pretty sure that if you were able to get an elephant from there to the truck, you’d get all the other animals easily.

As you approached the cage, the pachyderm raised eyes that were so full of sadness that your heart broke. But there was also curiosity in his orbs, and it was yet another proof that this animal was one of the smartest ever. 

You didn’t know where it was coming from, but it seemed like you knew exactly how to make him understand what you were about to do. You showed the lock of his cage, and the pick you had in your hand, and the elephant (apparently called “Tiny”), got up on his feet. 

He wasn’t able to stop his tail to move from one side to the other, and you hoped it meant the same thing than with dogs, that he was happy. You got a bit worried when Damian climbed the bars to reach for the elephant but...When Tiny leaned in his touch softly, so as to not crush your son’s arm, then you knew that you were dealing with an extremely sensitive animal. 

In his eyes, you saw recognition. You saw gratefulness. You saw hope. 

You almost got caught, as an employer from the circus was patrolling slowly through their “zoo”, and you had to hold on your son, hiding under the Elephant’s trailer, so that he wouldn’t jump on the man who was being mean to the monkeys...Asshole. 

As quietly as you could, you got back on your feet, helping your boy to do the same and went back to work on the lock, as Damian was soothingly scratching Tiny’s head. 

-I’m almost there. 

You whispered, and your son nodded...You could have sworn that the elephant did too. And it didn’t really surprise you at all. 

Finally, the lock was open and...That’s when the tricky part was starting. You hoped to got Tiny wasn’t going to go on a wild rampage all of a sudden...

But no. The elephant knew what you were doing. And he knew that if he lost his mind, and though he would have loved to destroy the circus, he knew that they would catch him again afterward, and he’d be back in that awful cage. 

You didn’t think an elephant could be quiet, could be light on his feet and yet...And yet Tiny didn’t make a sound as he got down from his cage, and without questioning anything further, he followed you and your son. 

You couldn’t help but notice the other animals taking a sudden interest in what you were doing, a particular spark in their eyes. None of them made a sound, which meant something right ?

As you turned around to see if the elephant was following you, you could visibly see tears in his eyes and...it broke your heart even more, to know that those were tears of relief. Oh you were so glad you and Damian decided to do this. And as your son shoved his hand in yours and squeezed it, you knew he was getting pretty emotional too. 

Fortunately, you didn’t meet any other circus’ employee and the way to the semi-truck was discreet. For real, no one seemed surprise in the least that Robin and someone all dressed in black were apparently stealing an elephant, and the few Gotham’s inhabitants you met just looked at you guys go, took some pictures, and went on their way. Nothing was really surprising anymore, in Gotham City...

You went back, and pondered which animals you should get next. You had to work fast, worried the guy on patrol would come back. And surely, he would notice missing animals...

You decided to go with the llamas and horses, and they followed without a sound, but the noise their hoof made on the ground. It was a miracle, really, that you didn’t attract anyone from the circus...But their trailers was a bit further (to avoid the smell of their mistreated animals probably). 

Ok, over half the truck was filled already and...Tiny tried to shrunk himself in the back of the truck. Elephants. You loved elephants. 

************

You went back to get all the “easy” animals, and none of them uttered a noise, as if they all understood what was going on. But here, you were faced with a dilemma, you still had the monkeys and the tigers and...Oh well actually they weren’t monkeys but apes. Chimps to be precise. And with them, you felt you weren’t gonna have any trouble, as they were patiently waiting in front of their cage’s door. 

But the tigers ? Well, they were dangerous animals. 

You decided to help the chimps out, and you’d figure something for the tigers later. But as you got the apes out of their cage, they went to the Tigers’ cage and pointed at the lock. 

-I know guys, I know. We’ll get them out it’s just...

Damian’s words got cut off by one of the apes...signing ? Was he signing ? Like deaf or mute people ? Yes. He totally was. He was saying “friend” and “help” and you weren’t sure you were getting it. 

One of the chimp roll his eyes, as if he was exasperated you weren’t getting them and...oh. It hit you and Damian both at the same time. 

They wanted to help. With the tigers. And though you felt like you had lost your mind, listening to monkeys as you opened the cage of tigers and a lion...well, you did it anyway. 

You and Damian held your breath as the tigers and the lion lazily walked out of their cage and...Oh. Oh ! The chimps. They were...Showing them the way ? They barely looked at you as they walked right past you and went to the semi-truck. 

Oh ok. “Friend” “help”. They were indeed helping their new friends, you, saving their old friends, the tigers and the lion. And it was rather impressive. You already strongly believed in animals having a soul, but from now on, you would fight anyone who would say otherwise. 

Animals clearly had a soul, and a heart. 

And you were glad you decided to go vegetarian at the same time Damian did (you did it at first to support him, but now ? Now it was definitely for the animals). 

You and your son, his hand tight in yours, just stared at the chimps guiding the tigers and lion, and didn’t notice the circus employee coming back...

-Hey ! What are you doing you two !?

It didn’t take you much though, to regain your senses, and to run after the chimps and felines. The circus employee started yelling, and more people were arriving. Ultimately, you knew that you and Damian could take them on but...Well, you couldn’t risk the police intervention or something, and so you ran to the truck. 

Another proof that that Tiny was the smartest ever, as the last chimp went in the truck, he went and closed the trunk of the semi-truck with...Well, with his trunk.

You jumped on the driver’s seat, and Damian on the passengers, and drove away, loosing the circus’ people as you navigated expertly through Gotham’s streets. You knew the place by heart, they didn’t, and though their cars were faster, they quickly lost you...and their animals. Hopefully forever. 

************

-...And that’s how we got all of them in here. 

Bruce couldn’t believe his hears. Really. REALLY ?! What the hell were you guys thinking ?! He was about to burst when...

He got a glimpse of the tigers playing together in the garden, like young kittens.

He saw the lion sleeping on his back in the middle of the pond, with monkeys sitting on his belly and that seemed to converse with each others. 

He saw the llamas and horses running around and...his gaze met Tiny’s. 

And the elephant’s eyes were so full of feelings, of hope and gratefulness that...he couldn’t yell at his wife and son. 

And he knew he had to help them finish the last part of their plan...With a sigh, he looked at you and said : 

-So...What’s next ? 

The kiss you gave him at that minute was worth all the trouble in the world. And when he pulled away from you and saw the elephant shielding your son’s eyes as so Damian couldn’t see you two kiss...Oh yes, he had to help that animal. 

************

The news of Robin and a mysterious new vigilante stealing the circus’ animals made head page on every media in Gotham. And Bruce had to be resourceful to not raise any suspicions. 

He generously paid foreigners that wouldn’t ask any questions to discreetly transports the animals to the airport, and then back to their home countries, in reserves where they would be safe...and free. 

Damian was beyond happy, and the hug he gave his father made it all worth it, just like your kisses. 

************

Twenty years later, Damian’s path would take him to Africa. 

He knew “his” elephant was in the country he was in, and wanted to see if “Tiny” was any different...As he arrived at the reserve, he was greeted by the most wonderful surprised. 

There were at least six elephants. One of the reserve caretaker said Tiny found a mate in the only other elephant they had, and made his own little family. 

When Damian approached, but not too close as the caretaker told him the elephant was back as a wild animal, his eyes met Tiny’s and...Yes. Yes he definitely recognized him. 

The wild animal rushed toward Damian and the caretaker, and your son stopped the caretaker from taking his tranquilizer shotgun...And he did right. 

Tiny lifted his savior with his trunk and licked his face a few time. They both had grown taller, and now, Damian was able  to reach further up and he stroked the elephant’s face. 

The caretaker seemed stunned, and said :

-He...He recognized you ! 

-Of course he did. Elephants are some of the smartest animals in the world, and don’t we say that they have the best memory ever ? 

Damian nuzzled Tiny’s giant face, and as the elephant put him down, met his “family”. This was definitely one of the best day he ever had. 

Oh, oh he wished you were still alive to see all this...

___________________

I love elephants...Anyway, hope you liked my shitty attempt at writing something to calm myself, at least, it worked, I’m not as frustrated anymore. Oh god it’s bad, I wrote about elephants man...from the point of view of an elephant...

[eastraen]

The Boy and the Silence

Fujiwara House, 14 years ago

The sound of constant broom sweeping can be heard over the courtyard, laughter of children can also be heard on the other section of the house while sounds of clashing bokken echo loudly over the family's dojo. Everywhere else in the house is lively with sounds of people, except the silence in the courtyard. A small girl is sitting on the wooden deck of the house which separates it with the white pebbles spread over the garden. A servant can be seen walking towards the courtyard but paused for a moment before quietly turn around and took another road, mumbling something.

The little girl is probably 5 our 6 years old, she looks at the person sweeping and puff her cheek. Making her face looks cute and adorable even as she pouts. Her purple kimono is sewn with beautiful silk and have patterns of butterflies. "Nii-sama (brother) when are you going to play with me?" her legs dangles over the deck, watching the young teen who is sweeping the courtyard in silence. Hideyuki, in his fourteen, inherits his father sturdy figure and he is already one of the tallest in the family. His alabaster white scale climbs from his side and ends at his chest, like an entwining dragon. A pair of strong arms that befits a warrior. His smile is calming and his gesture is free and friendly.

Yet out of all these, he possesses one flaw. Ever since his birth, rumors abound that disaster may befall Fujiwara family one day. For those that Byakko touched is considered an omen of destruction. It was said out of three manifestations of Byakko, his human form takes shape in few children of the Raen. Whenever it manifest, disaster follows.

"I will play with you soon, Mitsuko. Let me finish this first hmm?" he wipes his sweat. His coarse white Yukata is tied loosely. Next thing he does is moving the plant pots around. Pausing for a moment, his eyes look longingly into the Fujiwara dojo where his brothers are currently studying Kenjutsu and sparring.

"You're no fun nii chama" the girl sighs, she jumps down and scoots over some flower bed. studying the flower.

She would look up at his brother and ask "Why you're doing uncle Takeshi's work, nii chama? whenever i want to help him father would tell me not to"

Hideyuki cleans his hand and approaches his sister, he ruffles her golden hair "Silly kid, if father lets you then you'd make a mess out of the garden. Chasing around your cat Asami across the garden" he replies gently. In reality, the only one of Hideyoshi children who he lets doing the chore work is Hideyuki. His reasoning is to help with his physical development. In truth, the motive is to make sure he stays inside the house and don't scare people. Hideyoshi loves his children, but there is a certain degree of family reputation he has to withhold. Especially as the main family branch viewing Hideyuki in mixed light.

He also don't let his son train in the dojo, because the instructors they hired keep quitting after few weeks. Citing many reasons, but the truth is Hideyuki appearance disturbs them.

The only person in the family that views and treat him normally is his mother. From his birth until his early teen years, Tomoe gives him love and affection as a mother should. She would fiercely defend Hideyuki and treat him better before all her children.

Hideyuki once wonders why none of the children his age would play with him until one day one of the town bullies mock him and call him names. He was agitated but tried to remain calm until the bully mocks his father. He got mad and attack the larger kid, beating him so severely. He returns home with a bruised swollen eyes but a grin on his face, his father would be proud of him...he has defended himself and his family honor. Yet when he returns all he received was his father's wrath and lashes on his back.

Hideyoshi's wrath was fierce, he didn't stop until Tomoe basically put her body between Hideyuki's and the whip. Not once that Hideyuki cried during the treatment, but when it ends he fainted. He didn't woke up for two days, and when he regained consciousness he can hear his mother sobbing and talking to his father with an angry tone

"Chikyuu no Kami Hideyoshi” 

Tomoe calls her husband full title in a trembling voice. Her voice is dripping with mockery.

“Esteemed Raen noble, why don't you just kill him? why would you torture him so? is your heart so hard as a stone that you even beat your son like a criminal ?" "He is just a child for Azim's sake, he got mad because the son of the blacksmith mocked his father" 

Tomoe, the small Raen woman, pulls Hideyoshi's hand so hard and drags him into the room where Hideyuki is resting. She throws the screen open and draws the small dagger that she always carries "Did you see what you did ?" she points at her son with quivering finger, the dagger flashes dangerously 

"Tomoe, calm down my wife" "The blacksmith is also our people, he provides the armor and weapon for our warriors. I have to uphold justice for him, otherwise, I would be deemed to treat others unjustly" 

Says Hideyoshi in a calm placating voice. He looks worriedly at the dagger. Although his wife is a daughter of a noble family, she had been an adventurer before their marriage.

Tomoe lifts the dagger and turn it over to her husband

 "Here, kill him and then kill me. Maybe that will satisfy that justice of yours" 

she says in an ice cold voice 

"I would have never thought the man I loved, admire, and respect so much would be...would be this cruel to his own son"

Hideyoshi looks at the dagger and sighs, he takes the dagger slowly and keeps it as he walks out wordlessly. Hideyuki is after all his own son too, but did he denies that small dark voice in his mind when he beat up his son? was it just his fantasy? it must be it. Many thoughts run through his mind, drowning voices of reasoning.

Tomoe watches her husband walk out, she then turns slowly to her son and slowly sit down. Holding Hideyuki's hand and starts to sob. Hideyuki who pretends to be asleep earlier clear his throat and with a hoarse voice says 

"M-mother...can i have a glass of water?" 

Tomoe wipes her eyes quickly, swollen from the tears. Her beautiful face smiles faintly as she squeeze her son's hand 

"You're finally awake my son, yes yes...let me get you some water." 

she stands up and immediately went to retrieve the glass of water her son requested.

Hideyuki stares at the wooden ceiling, it pains him to witness his parents fighting. He was a bit disappointed with his father, yet even at that tender age, he has learned the meaning of forgiveness and loving own’s family. Most of all, he feels pained to be the cause of his parent's tension and swore that it will never happen again.

The young Raen never question when his father tells him he must not play outside anymore. He quietly restrain himself and often retreat to the secluded corners of the house. When the instructor refuses to teach him, his father would take his study in Kenjutsu himself. Feeling guilty about the predicament Hideyuki is in, yet he is the one that understands the most. He quietly lay down the bokken as his brothers watch him with mixed emotion. Often at night time, he would sit down in the courtyard after everyone is asleep. Enjoying the silence, sometimes chirping of crickets. 

For only in silence he feels accepted. Only silence has no prejudice...

Years flow by in silence for him. Until the birth of Mitsuki, who from tender age always follows her brother around. Chasing his tail sometimes in a playful way.

"Come, let's play Mitsuki. Would you like some dango? i saved some for you when aunt Chiyo made some yesterday" 

He says to his sister as he lifts her and put her on his shoulder.

"Yaaaay Dango" she laughs mirthlessly...

===== Ul'dah gladiator barrack, present day

"Hideyuki? is there a Hideyuki here? Kupo!" 

a moogle postman past by, calling a post recipient name 

"There's mail for Hideyuki!"

A tall and broad shouldered Raen emerges from one of the public showers a towel is wrapped around his mid-lower section as he walks out.

Entwining scales like a glorious dragon goes up from his left side towards his chest. Scars crisscrossed his body, on his chest and his back. His face bears some peculiar marks, like a tiger's stripes. For all his menacing look, the golden eyes that stare toward the Moogle bear no malicious intention. It is clear and sharp, the eyes of a warrior.

"Yes, how may i help you?"

The moogle flies towards the Raen and fish a letter from his large mailbag 

"One mail for Hideyuki, kupo"

[reject-princess97]

Alec Lightwood-Shadowhunters (Part 1)

I sat there, eyeing up Valentine as he ate his dinner. Mine sat on the table, unreachable due to the chains that kept me where I was as I was his prisoner, kept by my capture as way to get to my brother and his friends. My name is Y/N Wayland, I'm 24 and Shadowhunter and I'm a mom. Long story short I have a 4 year old son, Jackson Alexander Lightwood and he was the only reason I hadn't tried to end it. when I was twenty I fell in love with a boy named James who after we ran away together I found out I was pregnant and James turned out to be Valentine. So here I was watching the man I despised with all my life, watching him eat.

"Y/N dear, I believe the child wants your company." He asked pointing toward the door where my son stood. I turned to him and smiled, hiding the chains that kept me seated, the best I could. "Jax, sweetie, please go back to your room. I'll be there in a second." I smiled back as he nodded quickly and turned around and ran, I assume to his bedroom/cell.

I turned to Valentine and sat there, looking at him while he watched my son run off. "I know, why you told the boy I wasn't his father, and I was rather glad you did. He wasn't apart of my plan to get you pregnant it was and accident. But I believe I have found a rather fitting role for the boy." He whispered darkly in my ear as he unchained me.

"Go see my boy, please, tell him I'm his father, I think it's time he knew. I hope you tell him tonight as I think we may have guests and I would like him to meet them." He laughed as he pushed me towards the door.

I let my tired, broken legs carry my beaten and bruised body towards the door and into my sons room. As I made my way into his room I was him sat on his bed, holding onto a book that was from the year I was taken that held lot's of stories I had written about my friends and family from when I was back home, my real home, not the one I was made to go to in London, the one that I had spent the entire last four years fighting to get back to. the one in New York.

"Mama, can you read me a story?" Jax asked, handing me the book and climbing onto my lap,"The one about uncle Jace and Daddy." He requested. I took the book from his hands and watched his face light up, growing happier and happier with every page I turned trying to find the story he wanted. I decided against telling Jax who his father was, I knew it would break is heart when he finds out about valentine being his father.

At around the age of three, Jax began asking about his father and as Valentine as said he didn't want Jax in the first place, I decided I would tell him Alec Lightwood, I boy who I was In love with for most of my life, was his father. I didn't want him to grow to be the man Valentine was I wanted him to be just like his "dad".

"Right mister, lets get under the covers and read." I smiled as I picked him up and put him on the bed, climbing onto the bed and we snuggled under the duvet while I began to read.

"OK, so when we were little, about 16 years old, Uncle Jace, Auntie Izzy, Daddy and Mummy were on a mission." I began, reading the words I had written all those years ago. Words I had spoken a thousand times to Jax.

"To a hotel full of vampires." Jax shouted excitedly.

"Am I telling this story or are you?" I asked his, tickling him a little. His little laugh sounded around the room and I smiled, something I have only ever done with Jax. "Right, well, let me carry on." I laughed. "But yes, we were sent to a vamp den in a hotel, about 20 blocks away from the institute.

"We had gotten our weapons and left for the hotel, Izzy and  falling behind a little bit behind the boys, as she kept bugging me about my crush on Alec. Once we arrived at the hotel, it got really quiet, so we were really anxious.

"We got ready and together we began to enter the hotel. We walked around the hotel a little but we didn't find any vamps, that was when Izzy suggested we split up. Izzy and I went one way, upstairs, while Daddy and Uncle Jace stayed down stairs. So auntie Izzy and I were walking around upstairs when all of a sudden we were surrounded by Vampires."

"Where you scared?" Jax interrupted. I nodded and smiled.

"Izzy and I both were but we knew Daddy and uncle Jace would save the day, they always did." I reassured him. I kissed the top of his head and began reading again wen I heard a loud racket coming from down the hall. I grabbed Jax, who was now scarred and tears ran down his face, and ran the a near by room and hid the best we could.

"Shh baby, it's OK I promise."  whispered quietly in his ear. "Come stop your crying, it will be alright. Here take my hand and hold it tight" I sang and his ear calming him the best I could in this situation. "I will protect you from all around you, I will be here don't you cry." I continued to sing softly in his ear until I heard a noise come from out side the door.

I held Jax tighter against my chest and waited as the door handle slowly turned.  The next moment seemed to happen in slow motion, the door opened and there, in the doorway stood my best friend in the whole entire world, Isabel Lightwood.

"Izzy!" I cried as a carefully put Jax on the floor and ran towards her. She seemed a little shocked and confused at first but it soon hit her who I was.

"Y/N, is that you?" She asked pulling me away slightly as to get a better look at my ace. I nodded and smiled at her.

"Yeah it's me." I cried, actual tear ran down my face. It was then that I heard a small voice call from the corner we had been hiding in. "Mama" He called as he came running over to me. Jax hugged on to my leg tightly and looked up a Izzy.

"Is that..did he just call you mama?" Izzy asked as I picked him up.

"Long story."  told her kissing Jax' head.

"Well you can tell us when we get to the institute. We need to go." She told me as she grabbed my hand I nodded and followed her, stopping quickly to grab my notebook of stories and the photos I kept in Jax' room. I ran back out and followed Izzy, Jax safe in my arms.

"I found Y/N." I heard Izzy say, I looked to see she was on the phone. "Yeah, she's a bit banged up but looks OK." she yelled ad she pulled me with her.

She pulled me out of the building and into a car. I got in the back, holding Jax in my arms. I heard Izzy yell at the driver to go and she turned to me, looking at Jax who was staring for fall asleep in my arms.

Jax was small, four years old with raven black hair and beautiful brown eyes. Really if you didn't know any better, you would think he was Alec' child. Izzy seemed to see that but didn't say anything, she just sat letting me sit there, singing Jax softly to sleep. I kept my eyes on he window, watching as we drove further and further away from my prison.

The car soon came to a stop outside the institute and Izzy and  climbed out, Jax still sleeping in my arms. I couldn't help but smile as I walked through the doors of the institute as it had barely changed in the time I had been gone.

"Alec and Jace will be home soon, I'll take you to your room and you can get yourselves cleaned up. I will grab some of my clothes and I will see if i can find any of Max' old clothes for Jax." Izzy told me as we walked down the long hall until we stopped out side a room that once belonged to me.

After a quick thank you to Izzy I placed Jax on the bed where he slept and I jumped in the shower. I walked into the room after to find a pile of clothes on the bed, one for me and a set for Jax. I changed into the clothes and I carefully, with out waking him, changed Jax too so he was out of the dirty clothes he spent a lot of time in. I tucked Jax in the bed and quietly walked out to go to the kitchen where Izzy said she would be.

"Hey" I said, grabbing her attention as she set food down on the table, I looked at her and raised and eyebrow, pointing at the food.

"I didn't cook it, don't worry." She mumbled, sulking as I clapped my had and sat to the table, eating the food. I ate it quickly as I didn't really get many meals with....no, I don't want to think about him, he is gone now and I an finally home.

"Slow down tiger, you're gonna give your self a tummy ache," I heard some one say, bringing me out of my thoughts. I turned around to see Jace, leaning against the door frame. Without a second thought I ran in to his waiting arms.

"J" I laughed as he hugged me tight.

"(First letter of your name) it's been a while." He laughed as he pulled away and took a look at me, "Jesus, Y/N, you look like crap." he muttered.

I was about to say something back when we were interrupted by someone walking in. I turned to see Alec walking in with Jax in his arms.

"Hey, I found this little guy wondering around the hall, who does he belong to?" Alec asked, he eyes never leaving Jax' face, who quickly answered Alec' question by jumping out of his arms and running straight to me. I caught him in my arms and picked him up and balanced him on my hip.

"Mama, I lost you." he sniffled as he buried his head in my neck. I smiled at him and kissed the top of his head.

"It's OK baby boy, I'm right here." I told him softly.

"Wait, you have a kid?" Jace asked, I nodded and looked at the others.

"Yeah" i replied.

"When did that happen?" Alec asked.

"About four years ago." I answered, smiling down at my son.

"Who's that dad?" Izzy asked. I looked up at them again and sighed, covering Jax' ears so he couldn't hear me.

"Valentine." I whispered, watching my friends faces shift to both shock and anger. "But I kinda told him It was Alec" I finished looking down again.

"Valentine is his father?" Jace whispered. I nodded and I felt my eyes well up.

"Yeah, you remember James?" I asked then and watched as they all nodded. "Well he was valentine. about a year before I was taken from you guys I started dating him to get over my crush on Al...someone, and I kinda fell for him. It was about nine months into the relationship and he changed, he started hitting me, he made me do thing I didn't want to do.  A few months later I told him I was pregnant and he go angry and hit me hard, I woke up a while later and I was tide up and James was sat watching me, turned out he had a big secret and he reveled his true self. After that he kept me locked up and only let me care for Jax when I needed to."

"So James was Valentine all along, Izzy asked. I nodded and cried a little.

"Yeah, he was, well is, horrible. when Jax turned three he started asking who his father was. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that the man who kept his mummy chained up and away from him was his dad and it had been four years since I was taken so I didn't think I would see you guys again, so I told him his dads name was Alec Lightwood and  he was the greatest man I knew. I continued as I looked down at a now sleeping Jax who had fallen a sleep in my arms.

"I didn't want him to grow up like Valentine so I gave him the father he deserved.

"Why did you choose Alec?" Jace asked, I looked over at him and Alec and smiled.

"In my defense, I didn't think I would ever see him again." I laughed before continuing." I had a crush on Alec for most of my life and I guess, Alec was the best person I could ever hope for my son to be like when he grew up.

Alec always put others before himself, he cares for his family and he will do anything for them and I wanted Jax to be just like his "dad" and aunt Izzy." I finished, smiling down at my sleeping baby boy.

"So, his name is Jax?" Alec finally spoke, after what seemed like forever. I looked up at him and smiled a sad smile.

"Jackson Alexander Lightwood. Jax for short. Look now I'm free from that monster, I will tell him the truth, I'm sorry." I told him, tears falling down my face.

"Hey, Y/N, It's OK." He whispered as he walked over to my side.

"It's not like I wouldn't have done the same thing if I was in your position." Izzy reassured me as she walked over and stood by her brother. she reached over and stroked his black hair gently, "Besides it would be fun to have a nephew to spoil." she laughed as she lent down and kissed his head softly.

"Come on Jace, I think we should leave these two to talk." Izzy instructed as she grabbed Jace shirt and pulled him out of the kitchen, leaving me and Alec alone with a sleeping Jax.

"I should get him to bed." I told Alec as I stood up and started to walk towards the door.

"Here, I'll take him." Alec said as he carefully took Jax from my arms.

"Thanks" I smiled at him as we walked to my room.

"It really is OK you know." Alec said out of the blue, surprising me a little. I looked up at him confused. "That you gave your son my name and told him I was his dad. 'm willing to play along, until you are ready to tell him other wise, if you want to that is." he explained.

I was a little shocked by is comment but I smiled up at him. "You don't need to do that Alec, I appreciate your offer though." I told him.

"you should know, I missed you, while you were gone. I just about died when I lost you." He spoke quietly and slowly. "when you first told us about James, my heart shattered into a million pieces. i had missed my chance to tell you how I felt about you." he shrugged, careful not to wake Jax. " I tried to find you, I looked for two years but I had to stop looking because the clave said you were likely dead." He continued.

We stopped outside my room and I let him in so he could put Jax down on my bed. "I will sort him a bed tomorrow, he can have the room next to yours, so he is close by." Alec declared before he walked out of the room. "Goodnight Y/Y" He said before closing the door, and left. I stood there just starring at the door,

Good night Alec" I whispered before shutting the light of and falling asleep with my son in my arms.

*The Next Morning*

"And this is when your mum and I pranked uncle Jace, he looked so funny." I heard who I assumed was Izzy. I shifted on my bed and felt for Jax but he wasn't there, which panicked me a little.

"Yeah, Mama told me." I heard Jax reply, instantly calming my nerves.

"After that uncle Jace pranked your mama, he turned her hair purple which she kept for a while." Izzy continued. I sat up to find Jax sitting on Izzy's lap, on the floor, surrounded by pictures. Izzy turned to look at me and laughed, "Oh that looks like a keeper." Izzy smiled as she picked up a camera and took a photo of me, bed head and all.

"Me and Mama now?" Jax asked as he stood up and ran over to the bed. I helped him on and he sat in my lap as Izzy toke a photo of us.

"Done" She smiled.

Jax turned to face me  and smiled a big tooth grin, "Morning mama." He spoke and he kissed my cheek and climbed off of my bed and ran to sit with Izzy.

"Morning buddy. Izzy do you mind if I take a shower, can you watch him?" I asked and I stood and grabbed a towel from my draws.

"Sure, there are some clean clothes there for you and I dug some on max' clothes out so the should fit Jax." she smiled handed me a set of clothes. I thanked her and headed in the bathroom where I showered.

I didn't shower much when I was chained up so it felt so good showering and with hot water too. And using soup and shampoo, I was in heaven.

After I finished showering I dried myself off and I changed into a pair of black skinny jeans a tight red top and a pair of black knee high boots which were given to my by Izzy.

I let my hair fall into it's natural state before applying a little concealer and foundation that Izzy had found to cover up any cuts, scars and bruises I had on my face and once I had done that I added mascara and a bright red lip stick. I looked on the shelves and found a necklace that belonged to me before I was taken.  picked it up and put it on smiling at the memory.

It was a little silver bow and arrow that Alec had given me for my 16th birthday. that year I had gotten a lot of gifts but my favorites were a cat eye broach I had gotten from my friend Magnas Baine, I silver whip like Izzy's from Mr and Mrs Lightwood and a tiny silver ring that said sister along the band and a photo frame that said family in red glittery writing, inside the frame was a picture of Jace and Alec, Izzy and I in front, from Izzy,

My 16th birthday was one of my favorite memories. that was the night Alec had stolen a bottle of wine and we snuck up to the roof of the institute and we drank the wine, under the stars and that was where he gave me the necklace. and he kissed me for the first time. He never kissed me again tat night, we both were drinking and we blamed it on the wine.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when there was a knock at my bedroom door on the other side of the door, I heard Izzy say something then call my name. I opened my door to see Izzy holding Jax, who was wearing a pair a black skinny jeans, a black shirt and a red bow tie. along with a pair of black converse. Jace stood by Izzy, poking Jax in the tummy making him laugh and Alec stood by the door watching the two with a huge smile on my face.

"Are you sure you're only four, you seem older." Jace questioned Jax who laughed loud.

"Yes and you are 20, auntie Izzy is 20 and Mummy and my Daddy are 24." Jax stated proudly. I laughed and quickly every ones attention was on me, "Mama." Jax shouted as he jumped out of Izzys arms and ran towards my waiting arms.

"Jackson Alexander Lightwood, look how handsome and grown up you are."  gushed, tears filling my eyes as I had never seen him in proper, clean clothes before today.

"Auntie Izzy found them for me." He smiled before he leaned in close and whispered in my ear. "Who's that?" He asked pointing over at Alec.

I guess Alec heard because he too looked at me with what looked like wonder in his eyes, waiting for my answer. I looked over at Alec and then back to Jax who starred at me. It was then that I decided I would do anything and everything to keep the truth from him, he thought the world of the man I had told him was his dad and I couldn't destroy that. So I smiled at Jax and pointed to Alec who smiled and waved.

"That, is Alec Lightwood." I told him, know that was all I had to say in order for Jax to know who he was. Jax'' eyes widened and his smile grew bigger.

"That's him?" His asked me in a whisper. I nodded and smiled as I heard him whisper "He's real" to himself mostly. He then started to fidget in my arms so I put him down and as soon as his feet hit the floor he was off, running towards Alec who picked him up and balanced him on his hip.

"Hi" Alec said smiling.

"Hi." Jax replied, it was quiet for a second, Jace, Izzy and I watching the two.

"You're him, you're my dad." Jax whispered and he hugged Alec tight. Alec only nodded, holding on tight to Jax who looked as thought he was never going to let go.

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