#took me awhile to get back to but I'm not gonna let this one fail like the other art challenges 🤣 OTL

[devilart2199-aibi]

Bumbleboyo!! 🐝

3 of the 6 TF fanarts done!! >:3c yippieeee!

[sanb3rry]

skipping class with suna rintarou ! <suna rintarou x gn! reader>

in which you help suna with cooking mama.

gn! reader (pretty is used on reader once), not spell-checked.

you wanted to get away from class for awhile. you weren't being a bad student if they weren't teaching anything new in class, right? and it isn't like you're failing.

there's an abandoned art room that no one went into, probably cause barely anyone knows about it but that's just a plus for you. you had gotten up to the top floor, quietly opening the door. you sighed as you closed the door, softly praising yourself for not getting caught. you turned around to see a person looming over you and putting a hand on your mouth to prevent you from screaming.

you looked up with wide eyes, only to be met with the half-lidded tired eyes of the 6'1 volleyball player. suna rintarou sighed as he took his hand off of your mouth. he mumbled an apology and sat back down against the wall and opened his old nintendo 3ds.

'?????' was all that was in your mind. "wha- why did you- huh??" you managed get out through all your confusion. "i thought i heard a teacher." he stated looking up at you.

you and suna sit next to eachother during language studies, you two are acquainted is what you would say if someone asked you about him. you would let him borrow pens and he would doodle 'stupid drawings' on sticky notes, paste it on you and giggle.

maybe you had a tiny crush on him, plenty of people do. it wasn't like he'd like you back or anything.

"aren't you gonna sit down?" he asked motioning you to sit next to him.

"what are you doing here?" you questioned, "i'm skipping, why else would i be here." he said with furrowed eyebrows as he struggled to complete a dish on cooking mama.

you blinked at him. "are you seriously losing in cooking mama?" you asked unimpressed and sat next to him.

"if it's so easy then why don't you try?" he handed you the 3ds.

you glanced at him and took it from his hand. "watch me complete this shit like it's nothing." you smirked.

"go ahead. if you complete it, i'll take you out to get ice cream."

you raised your eyebrows, "what do you get from that?" you asked.

"a date with you."

....

'slick motherfucker.'

to say you were flustered was an understatement. you turned your head to the ds in your hand so suna couldn't see what he had done to you.

he chuckled, and god, it was so pleasant to hear. he used his hand to make you look back at him. "what do you say, pretty? you in?" he was the one smirking at you this time.

"just- just watch me complete this, that should give you an answer." you said before restarting the dish.

he hummed as he watched you complete it with ease.

"how did you do that so quickly?" he said in disbelief, taking the 3ds from your hands and looking at it as if to check if what he's seeing is real or not.

"told you, i'm so good." you stretched, flexing your victory. "guess m'gonna take you out then." he looked at you and smiled softly.

"ah, right. i'll definitely be there." you smiled back before looking at your shoes as you stretched your legs.

"still can't believe you suck at cooking mama." you mumbled.

"what? i don't suck, it was hard. you passed it cause you did some weird sorcery." he rambled on, trying to defend himself.

"uh huh, totally." you laughed as he glared at you. "how'd you know about this place anyway?" you asked him.

"huh? oh, i saw you go up here last week." he answered nonchalantly.

"wait- hold on, are you stalking me? you stalker." you squint your eyes at him. "i'm not a stalker, you were being so obvious and loud." he deadpanned.

"hah? no i wasn't!" you playfully hit him. "totally was. i was there, i would know." he jokingly rolled his eyes and put his head on your shoulder which made you giggle.

© sanb3rry2023

[a-random-weeb]

bsd yandere headcannons

This is just a quick drabble because I have no more requests to write and I constantly need to be writing. ←(This part (the intro) was wrote before I started the event and got a flood of requests. I had so much fun writing this that it's been my own little side thing (Not in the dirty way, weirdos)

Warnings: kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, murder, slight nsfw in chuuyas part, anything else that comes in yandere writing.

I had a lot of fun writing this, there's a oneshot in chuuyas, theres not one in Dazais, this whole fanfic was really fun to write and I kinda did my own thing for it. I hope you guys like reading it as much as I liked writing it! (This took forever)

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Dazai:

Yandere type: clingy, obsessive

Danger level: 8/10

•He starts off by confessing his feelings

•If you share the same feelings towards him, your relationship will start off normal (other than the constant question of "will you do a double suicide with me?)

•Eventually you become his reason to live, he loves you too much!

•he'll do anything for you, anything. Even hurt himself if you asked him to

•Hed definitely kill for you. The guy who looked at you the wrong way last week? Oh look, his severed head, now where did that come from?

•Hed never hurt you though!

•He loves you, you're his everything, his world, you're perfect in his eyes.

•Now, if you were to reject him, that'd be a different story (this also counts for if you break up with him)

•He'll kidnap you and tie you to a chair in his basement.

•Itd be a pretty cozy chair.

•Hell only untie you when he's sure you won't attempt to attack him or grab the key from him

•When he does untie you, he also upgrades the basement

•He puts a bed down there (Aka his bed because he can't afford another one. He just sleeps on an air mattress upstairs)

•He also invests in a big screen tv for you

•He spends most of his money on you, no matter how much you hate him

Punishments: his punishments differ. Let's say you smashed the expensive big screen tv that was mentioned because you were frustrated or angry at him. He wouldn't buy you another one for quit awhile. He'd also slap you across the face and beat you up a little. If you were to try to run away, it depends. If you succeeded in running away and he got you back in his basement... he'd be furious. He'd torture you for around a week. He hates torturing you, but you have to learn your lesson. He's done so much for you, why would you run away?! If you were to fail, he'd probably hit you a little, but nothing horrible. If you were to try to kill him (and fail obviously) he'd start by killing your best friend. He would only show you a picture of their head for proof, he doesn't want to traumatize you more than you already are. He also might hit you depending on how mad he his, and he's really scary when he's mad surprisingly.

Perks: You get cuddled, a lot. You're basically worshipped. You get to be taken care of by a hot guy, is there much else you want. He also gets you expensive jewelry with kunikidas wallet .

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Chuuya:

Yandere type: Obsessive/possessive

Danger level: 9/10

•At first he stalks you

•He'll stalk you for about a year before he begins to write you creepy letters. They consist of stuff you've never told anyone

•He knows every little thing about you

•He loves you so much!

•Anyways, his letters also say stuff like what he wants to do to you, or how Bad he wants you

•the letters he will write you would be like

"Dear (your name), i saw you walking your dog today... you looked so cute! Oh how I love you, I can't wait to make you mine... if you date me, I promise to spoil you! I'll praise you for everything and take proper care of you! I'm gonna kidnap you someday soon, just you wait...

Ps: if you call the police, your dog dies

- sincerely, your admirer" it also has a picture of you walking your dog.

•He also writes about his weird fantasies

•slight NSFW in this next letter , just be aware

"God you looked so hot today... god, I just wanna pull as much pleasure from your body while you beg me to stop~ That'll be us some day, just wait princess~

-your secret admirer"

Along with a picture of you changing (Or masterbating if you do that ;])

•you can't tell anyone about these letters, or he'll kill your dog, which makes this whole situation 10× worse

•He does confess in real life to but you reject him because you barely know him and had know idea he wrote the notes

•You go to the police, showing them the letters. You also take your dog

•The police can't find any finger prints or evidence as to where the letter could've come from.

•The next day, your dog goes missing

•You feel incredibly worried

•Soon, you get another letter

•You hesitate to open it, not wanting to know, praying your dog isn't dead

(Tiny oneshots up ahead)

"Oh darling, I told you not to call the police~ do you want me to kill your dog? Don't worry, he's not dead.... yet. Come to xxxx xx (adress) at midnight if you Ever wish to see your dog again, bring no one.

-Secret admirer"

You Reluctantly go to that address at midnight, but you bring a knife. You drive there only to find it's a mansion. You slowly approach the large building, the tension building up. Your eyes widden as you see Chuuya answer the door.

"Oh hey Darling~ you made it!" He has this weird, creepy grin plastered on his face.

"Ch-chuuya? What's happening?!" You ask as as he pulls you inside, locking the door.

"Simple. You're mine." He smashes his lips against yours. You back away, absolutely disgusted, you try to run. He instantly pulls you back "Don't you want to see how your dog is doing?" He whispers seductively in your ear. You tense up and nod "How is he?! You didn't hurt him did you?!" You panic as he chuckles.

"Your dog is fine... for now." He smirks and pulls you to his chest "But for now, let's focus on you, ya?" You can practically hear the arrogance radiating off of him.

"No, let's focus on my dog!" Chuuya scoffs "Shut up about your damn dog already! He's fine! You should be focusing on how you're in my arms, all cute and scared."

"You're mine." He begins to mumble "Mine mine mine mine MINE!"

Punishments: Normally, if you try to attack him or escape he'll lock you in a room for a week. No water for a day, no food for three days. He doesn't want you to go insane, so there is a few mangas and/or books in that room. If you attempt to kill him, successfully run away, or hurt him (which you probably won't) then it's a bit worse. He doesn't want to hurt you, doesn't mean he won't, especially when he loses his temper. He might beat you up until you pass out, but he'll never kill you. After you pass out he'll realize what he's done, sigh, and lift you into bed. He's really scary when he's mad, but he always cuddles you and apologizes after any punishment , giving you a bunch of kisses and praise. Doesn't mean he won't punish you again though, he 100% will, after all, you have to learn your lesson.

Perks: he'll buy you whatever you want, if he trusts you enough, he'll even let you go out by yourself with his black card! He makes you wear a listening device though, and makes sure he knows where you're doing at all times. He's also hidden tracking devices in your clothes, you don't even know where some of the are, you can't feel them. Another benefit is he cuddles you a LOT. He likes to praise you and tell you how pretty you are. He's a great cook, and always makes sure you're well taken care of, even hires a (Very trusted) maid for you!

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Hey guys, sorry I've barely been posting, I've been working on this fic for a while, I wanted to add akutagawa and maybe Atsushi but unfortunately I'm so sick it's hard to think straight and I want to get some fics out for y'all

[lovelykil]

ohhmggg YOU HXH FAN?2!3?2 im so happy i love hxh and im looking forward to any stuff youll post out!

im not sure if you’re allowing hxh requests as of right now since ur still deciding, so can i req NNN w/ stan, kyle, n kenny? but y/n keeps trying to make them fail and acts innocent :3

─Headcanons─

main 3 x reader older ver.

hc; trying to make the 3 fail nnn

cw; I think u alr know

note; HELPP why didn't I think of this?? omg. Also YESS I'm writing for hxh as of now :3 if you have any requests tell me if it's a killua one I might explode (good thing) I love lobelobelovelbvevvevwv him 😣🙏🏾 ⤵

Kyle─

I swear I feel like there's was an ep about this but I just don't remember..

anyway

I feel like Kyle wouldn't participate in such an activity because he's too busy with school and NOT pumping out white stuff from his genitals.

He thinks nnn is dumb 🤷🏾‍♀️

"if you think nnn is so dumb why don't you participate in it ky?"

"because I have far more important things to do."

"I think you're bluffing."

"bluffing? Please. I could easily pass it but there's no significant reason why I SHOULD participate in it."

Your brow rose with an amused grin.

"You think you can? Alright, let's test that."

"🧍‍♂️wha-"

He should've never spoken.

Attempt 1.

Desk.

sweat pearls drip down the sides of his face, his mouth hung open letting out weak, gentle noises into your ear, his eyes in daze as you suck on his bare pale skin.

You mark up his neck tracing down to breathe onto his collarbone making him shiver as he attempts to write.

He struggles to give in to your OBVIOUS teasing, he said he could pass this stupid challenge but..

this boy is such whore for hickeys. Your warm breath on his sweaty skin is driving him insane.

"y/n.. stop.. I'm serious.." He begs in a whisper, dropping his pencil to grip the sides of his chair.

You lean away with an innocent smile, having your arms around his neck.

"what?"

"you know what."

"I'm afraid I don't?" You picked at his hair. The ginger leaned away from your reach and shook his head.

"Off."

"huh"

"get off"

"why"

He sighs heavily, looking at you. You smile again, a mischievous one.

He picks up from his lap and sets you on his bed.

"I know what you're doing, and I'm not going to let you make me lose." Kyle leans down to your level, his eyes staring into yours. You bit your lip mischievously with a giggle, you leaned closer.

"You're so cute when you're serious."

He rolled his eyes in response and got up. You laughed watching him walk away back to his desk.

"You look adorable with those hickeys thoughhh"

"Shut up"

Once your laughing died out you sighed softly, watching him do his studies.

you're gonna lose broflovski mark my word.

Did he actually lose or were YOU bluffing?

🧍🏾‍♀️🤔

FIND OUT NEXT TIM-

jk there will be no next time

Kyle is pretty tough, he can hold his 'urges' I guess pretty well

So it took awhile for a second you were just gonna give up but if it weren't for his basketball game lost 😙

He got home and dragged you to his room, locked the door, laid you on the bed, and looked down.

"you win."

"I did?-" your face grew hot, surprised.

he inched down to your exposed neck and breathed. His pale, strong slender hands began to venture down your shirt.

You felt immense butterflies tackle your tummy, causing you squirm a little.

"You wanted this didn't you? Stop acting so scared." He whispered softly yet in such a sensual way that made your body get goosebumps.

"oh god."

Stan—

HELP why do I see him being so confused to what the hell you are doing kissing him all over and shi and he is just like

🧍‍♂️

"what tf are you doing"

tbh I don't see him failing because he does not care to participate like Kyle except he just doesn't wanna

I'm not saying this because I totally had no idea what the hell to put for him, nooo 👩🏾‍🦯

I'm sorry if I was a Stan girlie I would so know, but I love his bsf 🤗

nah but I'd say if you were going to make him fail do it while he's drunk.

He's vulnerable.

With your hands roaming around his chest, you on his lap and the intense eye contact with your grin he's bound to give in with all that alcohol in his system.

He just kinda forgets about the whole nnn thing not like he cared though.

"Soo you lose this month?" You leaned away from his lips. His drunken eyes left your lips and into yours. He graced his thumb along your wet lip.

"Lose what? The nnn thing? Sure whatever."

"Oh so I wi-"

"I said whatever, now c'mere I wanna fuck you to a deftones song."

"o-oh?"

😫😫.

Kenny—

DO I EVEN..

DO I EVEN NEED TOO-

SAY

ANYTHING?..

As SOON as you start to tease him to make him fail

He ALREADY FAILS

he actually failed on the 2nd day cause he thought of you while pleasuring himself on accident

He was trying to edge but he failed lmao

anyway

This man had no intention of really doing this challenge either 😭🙏🏾

Not because he didn't care, didn't wanna no.

Because he loves having sex

Why would he stop for a month? That's torture.

He gladly gives in to your teasing, actually teasing you back.

At first your rubbing yourself on him, bottom to crotch with no care type shi

Next thing you know he's rubbing his tip against your clothed throbbing cunt. Begging him to slide it in already.

"Oh but you wanna tease me, huh?" He smirks, rubbing your legs softly.

You whine, pleading some more until he gives in.

He was bound to lose anyway 👩🏾‍🦯

[fullmetal-scar-simping]

I really think father and hohenheim should have been the same character? I mean, father is such a bland villain. Maybe I just haven't looked enough but I haven't seen even the most hardcore bh fans talk about him? It's all just about how ed punched god or whatever. No one's actually interested in the guy himself. I can think of several ways them being the same person would make it a lot more interesting, at least to me. I mean, first of all ed and al having to fight their own shitty father is some delicious angst. Second I really like the mad scientist type character and that's what hoho would be in that scenario. Third I think it would be fun to analyse the "sins" he took out of himself if he was a human to begin with. Ohh and come to think of it, it would go really well with Ed's whole "alchemists are the closest things to God yadda yadda" speech in the beginning wouldn't it? Honestly I can't think of any reason why they had to be different people at all...Ah, except how can I forget. Arakawa's writing this. Of course they have to be two different people. One who actually did all the wrong things and the loving father and husband who's going around trying to make everything right(nevermind that he left Trisha to care for their 4-5 yos all alone with no support. Nuh uh he's perfect) If she held the fact that the two can in fact be the same person it might just explode her world. I'm rolling my eyes.

Father and Hohenheim as the same character? Who is a mad scientist? Who as a result reimburses Ed's pompous "Alchemists are the closest things to god"? Blends aspects of being an unforgivable monster with having loved his family? I've got your guy!

🎉Hohenheim of Light!🎉

Oh sure, he's not the final big bad that the Elric bros have to fight, and sure he's more of a retired villain who's mildly penitent for his centuries of bloodshed, rather than continuing to enact widespread destruction. But we do get to see the results of all his transgressions against humanity and his own first son too! So, 🎉 ta-da! 🎉

To actually address your ask:

Besides what 03 had already done, for awhile I actually thought Father WAS Hohenheim in Brotherhood.

To clarify: I avoided the online fandom from 2009 onward in order to prevent getting spoiled for the (at the time) new fma adaptation. I kept putting off watching it for well over a decade (lol), and for no other reason then a combo of 1) not being in the mood for more fma, and 2) when I was, I would immediately run right back to fma 03 without fail, and then be so thoroughly satisfied with revisiting a long time fave that I just. Would put off watching Broho for another time.

Still, being online in any capacity meant that every once in awhile I was unavoidably being exposed to the odd screenshot, text post, and fanart. No big deal, nothing really spoiled anything heavily enough for me to know the full story, and I could easily scroll away before making sense out of anything.

But I did one day stumble into a screenshot of Father glowering in his underground throne. And here I thought "Oh shit! Hohenheim is actually in full villain mode this time around?! We're going to actually explore the mass annihilation he commits for philosopher stones and how his sons will have to contend with their own father. This will surely dig even deeper into Ed and Al's heel turn against the military, and what alchemy means as a method of power and control. Man, this is gonna fuck!"

lol

lmao even

So to my now endless disappointment I finally watched Brotherhood this last spring. And although I surprisingly liked* this affable, bumbling, rather tragic version of Hohenheim (which stumps me, given my initial assumption for Brotherhood AND being a long time Hohenheim of Light enjoyer) (I still like Hoho of Light more tho), Father was such a fucking let down on every front.

*Don't get me wrong, I'm not claiming Von Hohenheim didn't do wrong against Trisha and his kids. As much as he had to build the anti-circle around Amestris, it doesn't erase the fact that Trisha had to shoulder the full burden of raising their kids, and child Ed's sense of abandonment and outrage against him is highly warranted.

Even keeping Father as a homunculus that duplicates Hohenheim's appearance, he still could have been an interesting character and villain. But every step of the way he was just the obvious big bad mostly relegated to the background, stored away except for a few key encounters and flashbacks. He was paper thin, an easy excuse for why the core ills of Amestris are all his exclusive fault, and conveniently the canon has an in-baked reason for why he has the personality and stage presence of cardboard. Woo. hoo.

God the lore and function of homunculi blows in mangahood. At the very least make me actually feel like they are parts of this once former-cyclops in a bottle! And still make Father an actually compelling character! In fact the other homunculi could have potentially been an effective vehicle for that, but noooooo-

Honestly, I agree. It would have been so much more affecting for Hohenheim and Father to be one, singular character. Of course much of his backstory would have to change, but that's not a loss in my hater's opinion. The implications for the Elrics, for their paradigms to be entirely torn asunder and have to be rebuilt in order to survive and make sense out of their position in Amestris, it would have been juicy.

You're right, I have seen next to no deeper interest or investment into Father as a character and as a narrative device from hardcore fans either. I'm sure it does exist, given Brotherhood's immense popularity, but damn if we can be forgiven for getting the impression that most fans just don't give a rat's unseasoned ass. I see more posts and fanart for Von Hohenheim than I do Father lol

Mangahood simply can't have (or actually address) any truly murky topics, or depict messy and complex characterization, if it doesn't ultimately shine the brightest, most admirable, most absolving light on our protags as possible. So why would Von Hohenheim have anything to do with Father besides having been his victim?

We remain starved by the emaciated, sorry excuse for 'pathos' that is Father's whole deal. What a shame.

[sunnygrey99]

Honey, Smoke, Lemon, and Oak Pt 3

~Trigger Warning: Typical TLOU warnings. Self Harm, suicidal tendencies, severe mental illness, PTSD, gore, psychological torture, slight implications of previous abuse/SA (minors DNI) If any other Triggers apply please let me know.~

Story Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Violence, Murder, Death, Smut

A/N: This is a rough chapter. I'm trying to be as accurate to an unpredictable mental illness as I can be. As someone who suffers from severe mental illness I do not take it lightly. Please if you are suffering or need help Tumblr offers resources that can really help.

Wordcount: 2,546

Summary: Plus size!Reader is a Beekeeper and Medical Scientist living in Jackson. A simple meeting of a new friend slowly becomes so much more. Reader is immune. Reader is given a nickname. (This fic will have very dark tones though out. This deals with the unfortunate reality that men do disgusting things to women regardless of the world having ended. All chapters will include warnings and tag warnings. Please take care in reading.)

Its been a couple weeks since Ellie started school. You missed her during the mornings but she never failed to show up after school even just to do her homework next to you as you worked. Joel of course still working in the barn and every once in awhile coming back up to where ever you and Ellie were to take breaks and check up on you both. It was nice seeing them but after they leave each night you could feel the anxiety and hurt edging back into you.

You haven’t slept in the last three nights and its starting to show. Today as soon as you open the door and greet Joel he is looking at you with a deep set concern.

“You doin’ alright today Miss Bunny?” His hand stretches out just about to touch you in case you need support.

You pull back fast and stumble slightly into the door frame, “I’m just fine, thank you.” You pull your arms across your chest and seem to shrink in on yourself. “You can take the day off if you want. I was going to spend today in the barn.”

Joel seems to take the information in and mulls it over for a moment. His concern still intensely written across his features. “I don’t think thats a very good idea-”

You interrupt him quickly, “I don’t need you telling me what I can and can’t do Mr.Miller. It is my job to make that medication. The town needs it.”

Joel’s features go from concern to confusion to anger in the blink of an eye. “I’m just tryin’ to look out for you. You look like you ain’t slept in a week and now you’re snappin’ at me.”

“I don’t need you to look out for me I said I’m fine. Leave.” With those words you slam the door and start pacing your home. You know its wrong the second the words leave your mouth. Its been months since you felt like this. The last time it happened it took weeks for you to come back from it. Maria found you and helped bring you back last time but at the cost of permanent damage to your friendship. You know she’ll never fully trust you again after that. You can’t let it happen to anyone else.

The next thirty minutes are spent by you locking and boarding up every window and door in the house. If no one can come in while you are like this then they wont get hurt.

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Joel is dumbfounded and stands on your porch for five minutes trying to understand what just happened. He devolves into anger and annoyance and stalks off to find some other work to keep him busy for the day.

Another week passes and Joel finds himself at Maria and Tommy’s place helping them get ready for the new baby. Shes due in just a couple months and both Tommy and Maria are in a tizzy trying to make sure everything is ready for the new addition to the family.

“Ya know it doesn’t have to be perfect right Tommy?” Joel’s tone light and relaxed in the presence of family.

Tommy scuffs and rearranges the fabric diapers and towels again, “I know but I just want it to make sense. Its gonna be hard enough raising a kid in this world let alone having things disorganized once they get here.”

Joel chuckles at his brother, “It was a shitty world then and its a shitty world now, either way ain’t keepin that organized for more than a day when the kiddo gets here.”

Maria walks in then hand on her belly and the other carrying a small box of extra baby stuff. Tommy rushes over grabbing the box from her. “The Doc said not to lift anything and you should be in bed resting.”

“I can’t just lay in bed for the next few months and you know that. Besides the Doc said I can’t lift more than ten pounds. That’s less than eight.” Maria smiles at her husband and pats his cheek before giving him a small peck on the lips.

Joel watches the contentedness wash over their features. A sense of envy fills his own chest. He misses that feeling. Recognizing that he had something similar with Sarah’s mom before she left and he hadn’t felt that want since she did. He also feels a bit of jealousy at his brother having what he wishes he did when Sarah’s mom was pregnant. Joel hadn’t even known about Sarah until she was dropped off by a social worker when she was a week old. Most surprising of all is his sudden want for a chance at that again. He feels himself try to shake off the thoughts. Immediately replaced by the feelings of grief, sadness, and loss. Anger being the most present. The two others in the room oblivious to the change in Joel’s demeanor. Maria turns the Joel then, “So hows the barn coming along?”

Joel huffs and rolls his eyes at that, “Just fine till Bunny told me to fuck off.”

Maria looks over to Tommy with confusion and concern immediately written across her face. She looks back to Joel, “What do you mean she told you to fuck off?”

He simply shrugs. “Looked like she hadn’t slept in a few, asked her if she was alright…damn near chewed my head off for it. Told me to leave so I did.”

She takes a step closer the concern only worsening, “Joel this is very important. How long ago was this?”

He squints his eyes at her then his brother. He feels as if he is missing something important, like he doesn’t know something they do. His eyes shift back over to Maria, “A week ago.”

She curses under her breath before looking at Tommy. “You see her in the past week at all?” He simply shakes his head no. “Tommy we need to get the doc to her ASAP.” He nods and starts heading to the truck Maria right behind him.

Joel stands there confused for a moment lost in thought as to what might be the reason that the doc would be needed. He almost just brushes it off and lets them deal with it, but something in him is telling him to get a move on and help. Clearly something is wrong and Bunny needs help.

Its not even twenty minutes later they are all standing at the front door. Maria banging on the door with no answer. Joel peers into the window to see if there is any movement. “Looks like she’s got the windows and doors blocked from the inside. What the hell is goin’ on with her?”

Maria huffs as she paces the porch, “I should have known when she didn’t come over Tuesday. She never misses bringing me meds.”

“You didn’t tell me she didn’t drop those off.” Tommy voices from the bottom of the porch stairs.

“I still had meds I would have been fine. I thought she would just be by tomorrow when she drops off the rest to the clinic.” Maria walks back to the door again and calls your name. She tries again just a couple more times hoping your real name would coax you out sooner. They all hear a rustling around from inside the house and she calls for you again. “Bunny please, Its just me Maria. You can trust me remember? We have been best friends for a decade. You saved my ass from a hundred infected, supported me with governing Jackson. Sweetie I know you are in there please open up. We just want to know you are okay!”

Joel can see the tears prickling in Maria’s eyes. He hasn’t ever seen her this emotional and distressed even with the pregnancy hormones. He looks to Tommy and recognizes the same sad look in his eyes that he had when he himself had gone off the deep end. It suddenly struck him what was happening. That’s when they all hear the shattering of glass come from inside the house.

~~~

You’ve been pacing the bottom floor of the house for you don’t even know how long. Sleeping only in small increments when your body allows it. That voice creeping in slowly. His voice. Its been so long since you’d heard it but you remember the condescending tone anywhere. At first it sounded far away like he was yelling from the yard but then he was closer and closer. He always knows where you are in the house without actually being here. He sounds like hes in the walls now.

“Little girl, you can’t run away from me now…” His voice makes you tremble in fear. “I know where you are…I know your every thought.”

“no….no just….just leave me alone please. I’ve given you enough of me.” Your hands squeeze around the leather handle of your knife as you pace in the center of the living room.

“NO! I WANT IT ALL! YOU’RE MINE!” His voice echoes out. Its almost enough to cover the banging at your front door. That’s when you hear your name being called in a familiar, sweeter voice.

“Bunny please, Its just me Maria. You can trust me remember? We have been best friends for a decade. You saved my ass from a hundred infected, supported me with governing Jackson. Sweetie I know you are in there please open up. We just want to know you are okay!” The voice carried through the walls you had built up. You don’t remember this person, only a small spark of familiarity.

You walk to the front door hand out stretched yet hesitant to take down the furniture blocking the way. “Don’t you dare trust her. She just wants to steal you away from me. You don’t want that do you little girl? She’ll hurt you.” Your trembling hands pull back and reach to cover your ears, the blade from your knife brushing slightly against your cheek.

“She sounds nice, I think I know her.” Your voice just a hushed whisper.

“STUPID GIRL! You can’t trust anyone but me! I kept you safe all those years and THIS is how you repay me?” His voice booms as you stumble back some slicing open your cheek. “It looks like I need to teach you another lesson. A round of iron should teach you better.” Its then that you see him emerge from the wall. A fire poker in hand and red hot. You see his hands wring around the iron grip and a gleeful look in his otherwise dead eyes. The bullet hole in his forehead still oozing blood like the last time you saw him. And the same devious, wicked smile plastered on his face. As he inches forward you feel yourself pushed back into fight or flight mode. You reach to the nearest objects and start throwing them at him, hoping to deter him from coming any closer. Once hes only a few inches away you let out a blood curdling scream. Moments later furniture flies away from its barricade spot and the door breaks off its hinges.

A man you don’t recognize walks towards you in a hurry, light shining behind him as if he is some sort of angel. Unsure of what to make of the man you shuffle away. The man of your nightmares dissipated into thin air as the new man stops in his tracks. His movements much slower now as if trying to calm a scared and wild animal. You can see his lips move but you don’t hear any sound right away. The golden light behind him is almost blinding as it washes over the cold room. It warms your skin as you look down at yourself and see the light gracing your form. Looking back up at the man you smile. “Is it safe? Is he gone?”

The man kneels down in front of you and slowly nods. He reaches up and starts to take the knife from you. That’s when the light behind him starts to fade into an inky black. Panic quickly floods back into your system, and your grip hardens on the knife. “No! GET AWAY FROM ME!” You kick at him and scramble to move away. He lets go and steps back quickly.

“Bunny please, I promise I ain’t gonna hurt you.” He watches you intently and you in-turn watch him. The light and inky black fighting back and forth around the man. Swirling and mixing yet never quite touching. Your gaze still lays on his features with no trust. He waits on a few moments before speaking back up. “I’ll stay right here okay? I just need you to put the knife down.”

The panic quickly grows and your eyes flick from him to the knife and back to him. “I won’t let him or any other man get me again.” You quickly flip the knife back to yourself and plunge the knife deep into your abdomen.

As your body feels the sudden numbness pool in your abdomen reality crashes back in. Eyes locked with Joel’s as he stands there stunned. “Joel…I…” You look back down to your abdomen, “Oh god what…did I do?” Dropping to your knees, hands grabbing at the still plugged wound. Your hands smearing the dripping blood as you feel another pair of hands on you keeping you from fully falling to the ground.

You hear Joel’s voice calling out something. He sounds panicked but you can’t quite understand what he is saying. All the sound around you muffled as if you were stuck in a dream. The inky black that had been around Joel enveloping your own vision as you hear more voices get added to the muddled sound.

~~~

Joel yells out to the group on the porch, “Doc! We need the Doc in here!” He cradles your shoulders as he rocks you back and forth slowly. His other arm pulling your legs to get you laying more flat. The blood pouring out from your wound coats Joel’s clothes and hand. Your eyes only half open staring up at him, pupils blown wide. You try muttering something out and weakly raise your arm. He was quick to hold you and shush you. “It’s alright Miss Bunny, we are gonna fix this. Everything is going to be okay.”

Time seems to stand still for hours as he looked deep into your eyes. His own filling with tears he hadn’t realized he could have for anyone more than he already had. It was when your eyes rolled fully back and the doctor pulled you from his grip that he himself blacked out. The next thing Joel knew he was standing with Ellie next to your sleeping form in a hospital bed.

Ellie’s hand squeezing yours and silent tears rolling down her own face. Joel does the only thing he can think of to help. He pulls up two chairs and guides Ellie to sit still able to hold your hand. He barely catches the whisper that leaves her lips. “Please don’t abandon me too.” It instantly crushes Joel’s heart and all he can do is sit there with Ellie.

Part 4

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[sunnyie-eve]

14 | Cannon Ball

Series: Odds Together

Paring: Ryan Dunn x OFC Margera!

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: None

| MASTERLIST |

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"Let me see it." I speed walk over to Glomb to see the cannon ball so he lets me hold it for second. "Cool." I give it back to him then walk over to Ryan to wipe the mud off my hands on his dirty shirt. He looks at me shaking his head with a slight smile.

As we all walk back to the house Glomb drops the canon ball into the poll. "Did you just see that?" Ryan calls out making Bam look over. "Glomb just dropped the fucking cannon ball into the pool.

Bam bribes Vito to jump into the pool to get the ball but he fails so dad gets in getting it. I decided to go with the guys to see if they could get confirmation that it was a real canon ball. On the way there Bam, Dico, and Raab were screaming hurting my ears

"I know." Ryan leans towards me since I sat in the middle between him and Raab.

"If I knew there would be yelling in a small in closed space, I would've stayed home." I slightly shake my head.

After going it looked at we find out it's real and the guys also get the cannon to fire it at some point. At the most random point during the night all the electricity went out.

"Really? I can't see coming down the stairs and I don't wanna break my neck." I complain feeling for the step then sit down to scoot down them.

"Give me a second, I got you." I hear Ryan then he takes my hand helping me down.

"Night vision, cheater." I tell him as he leads me to everyone then ditches me. "Thanks."

To no one's surprise Vito bitches about everything like normally. "How you gonna wipe your ass now? I gotta go to the bathroom where do you go? There's no running water. When the water doesn't go down, just let it pile up, I don't care. Pee on top of it, mix it together... that'll be real nice be the best smell ever. When I gotta go it's gonna be a lot too."

"Okay, I don't wanna hear about you shitting and peeing and them mixing. Good night." I leave to go to bed for the night.

"Hey, can I crash in here for the night? Raab pissed on my bed." Ryan startled me as I was almost asleep.

"Why did he piss on your bed? What did you do to him?" I ask looking into the darkest of the room since I couldn't see him.

"Nothing, he thought I'd be funny and I can't wash shit till we're done living in the 1800s."

"You know I don't care." I tell him co he crawls into bed next to me.

"Thank you. Goodnight."

The next morning I wake up hearing my dad yell for mom. "Our alarm is going off." I groan slowly sitting up while Ryan hides his face in my pillow. "Come on, get up." I pat his back before getting out of bed.

"Can I just swap beds with you? I like sleeping in here." He rolls onto his back as I look for clothes to wear for the day.

"I know. You come in all the time to just take a nap while I work, read, or watch tv." I go to my bathroom to change.

"Well it's fucking comfortable. I'm gonna go get dressed." I hear him leave.

When I was done I leave my room the same time Ryan, Raab, and Rake do to go see t what's going on. "Is he gonna make us sleep out there tonight?" I ask making the guys look at me.

"I hope not." Raab walks away first.

Outside we watch them set up and Bam starts a quiz with Raab about what year we're in right now but we couldn't help him. "Raab, we'll give you one more chance. What year was the Civil War?" Bam asks so I decided to help walking back some. I put my hands up and show him on my fingers.

"1860..." He get it right but Bam still shoves him.

"Cheater." Ryan walks over to me and leans down.

"You were last night."

"But I helped you down two flights of stairs." He hits my arm.

"And I helped Raab with a question."

He just stares at me, "Smartass."

"You love this smartass." I pat his chest walking away.

Finally Vito shows up bitching about everything and says he's leaving so he does on the horse buggy. "You know he took cannon ball, right?" I tell Bam.

"Don't worry it we'll get it back." He tells me and we wait for awhile before the guy comes back and Bam had him sit on the hummer act like the horse we're pulling it so we could go into town.

When we get to Antonio's we head inside to get the canon ball back. "You got the cannon ball, dude. We gotta take it back." I tell him.

"You owe my $500 for jumping in the pool." He tells Bam so Ryan and Raab grab his arms so we can get the ball. We struggle for it so I start to nicely slap his face and Bam gets the ball.

We all laugh leaving him and saying goodbye. "I'm shocked you helped by slapping him." Bam tells me. "You're finally letting lose and having fun with us." He cheers so the guys join him.

Back at the house and everyone was done setting up they decided to play some games getting tossed up into the air. "Anna is next." Ryan says after his turn pushing me forward.

"I can walk myself." I go get on and get tossed up the highest making me let out a squeak. Now when it was mom and dad's turn it was funny especially since to took many people to get dad up.

"Look who decided to show back up." I nod towards Vito for Bam so he goes over to him while I stay with Ryan. "Why are you staring at me?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"I'm still not used to you with short hair." He reaches out to mess with it.

"In a bad or good way?"

"Good way. Haven't seen you with short hair in many years." He says making me laugh.

"Right, when we first met. I would have mom cut my hair at times but never this short." I smile nodding my head. "Yeah, that's many years."

The next morning when everyone was getting ready for the battle, I grabbed one of my notebooks out of the house going out to the abandoned tree top casino to get some free space. I did use it a lot to has creativity either designing new outfits or just writing lyrics down. It was something I decided to pick up again because I stopped when I moved away. I sit down on the floor flipping through the pagers and see a song I haven't touched since I moved way.

I was already missing Before the night I left Just me and my shadow and all of my regrets Who am I? Who am I? When I don't know myself Who am I? Who am I? Invisible

I lean back against and start to write down more lyrics.

Wasted days Dreaming of the times I know I can't get back It seems I just lost track Looking on As all of life's colors seem to fade to grey I just walked away

I was already missing Before the night I left Just me and your shadow and all of my regrets Who am I? Who am I? When I don't know myself Who am I? Who am I? Invisible

"AAAAHHHHH!" I let out a horrific scream bringing my knees closer to my chest putting my head down and cover my head as the wall beside me gets taken out by what I assume was the cannon ball.

-

"Wait, was that Anna screaming?" Rake looks at Bam and everyone gets slightly worried.

"Has she been in the tree top casino the whole time?" Raab asks and looks back not seeing her up with Phil and April.

"Shit..." Bam takes off running with the guys following him.

"Anna!" Everyone starts to yell her name but she was still shocked and startled by what happened next to her to speak.

She was still in the same position when they guys got to the casino, "Anna, I didn't know it would hit here. I didn't even know you were over here." Bam bends down to her trying to comfort her as she was slightly shaking.

"Holy shit. That was close to her." Raab sees the big hole next to her.

"It took this tree down too." Bam gets up pointing it out leaving Anna alone.

"Really, gonna leave her?" Raab goes over to Anna as Ryan goes over to her too.

"You're okay. You can stop shaking now." Raab rubs her arm but she doesn't move.

"You put a cannon ball through your tree top casino already and almost killed your sister." April tells Bam who apologizes.

"It's okay. I know it was close to you." Ryan strokes her head. "It would scare the living shit out of me too." He tells her. "You ready to stand up?" He asks her so she lifts her head up finally.

"You made her cry, Bam." Raab says wiping her tears away.

"Raab put her stuff in her bag." Ryan says as he pulls Anna up so Raab does to help her out. Anna's hand grabs Ryan's still slightly shaking but Ryan didn't care. If it helps her he was okay with it then takes her bag from Raab to hold.

"Well, Fast Eddie's Tree Top Casino is ruined but at least we know the canon ball is real." Bam tells the camera.

"Lost again but it's real." Ryan adds making everyone laugh and it slightly makes Anna giggle, which he was happy he was helping shake off her shock from the ball going through the wall next to her.

"Who cares. Sorry again Anna. Victory party at Pirate Bar!" Bam yells to the crowd and they all cheer running back to the house.

"I feel so bad." Bam turns to Anna pulling her into a hug. "I really am sorry." He kisses her forehead before rushing to the zip-line.

"I'm sure this is important to you." Ryan holds her bag out to her so she takes it. "Come on, let's go. You don't have to celebrate with everyone. I'm sure you need to go change yourself." He jokes putting his hand out which earns him a shoulder punch.

"Not funny. But yes this is important to me so thanks." She puts the bag over her shoulder then takes his hand.

"I'm gonna do find the cannon ball." Vito tells everyone as he walks out to go look for it.

"Just keep walking straight dumbass!" Bam shouts from a distance.

"If you find it, Bam will give that $500!" Anna laughs at him.

"He'll never find it." Ryan chuckles.

"We're gonna go have fun in the Pirate bar with the electricity on!" Bam lets Vito know as the three start to walk back more.

"Keep on searching... it's like ten feet in front of you. Good luck!" Ryan adds.

"Just follow the broken trees!" Anna laughs swinging her arm with Ryan's as they walk.

When they get inside Ryan was shocked when Anna came back down after going to her room. "Drinking will help with my nerves." She gives him a smile making him smile too. "Oh, don't forget to clean you bed because you're not crashing in my room tonight."

[thatonefatgumsimp]

it's 141am, I'm thinking about my version of Vigilante!Deku AU and having lil brain thoughts and writing everything down and I'm about to make it your problem!

(Under the cut, cw/tw: character death, cussing)

Everything is the same up until the sludge monster incident.

Izuku didn't go home just yet, he stayed and moped on the roof for a bit longer before heading home. When Izuku had heard what happened, he was shocked and sorry he didn't make it to help Katsuki, but he was glad that All Might had saved him…even if he'd pushed Izuku off the path of becoming a hero. Nonetheless, the greenette was still determined to help people!

The next part is set after Katsuki had taken the entrance exam at UA.

He came home one night soaking wet and covered in blood that was not his own. This had been happening all week, but Inko had just assumed Izuku had been getting beaten up and bullied like usual. She'd never suspected her son had become a vigilante until about the 6th night he'd come home like that. She confronted her son. "Wha- h-how did you-?" "Well for starters, dear, if you had lost that much blood in a week, you'd be dead so I figured that it's someone else's blood you've been coming home covered in. Secondly, your knuckles are bruising quite badly…let me fix those for you."

She was supportive and washed her son's vigilante outfit for him and bandaged his cuts and bruises.

Sure, Inko would've rathered her son become a hero or something more legal, but if being a vigilante and helping others made Izuku happy, then she was content.

Everything else at UA was the same except that Tetsutetsu had joined 1A, Shinso had joined 1B, and Tetsutetsu would eventually become part of the Bakusquad.

At first Izuku was on pretty neutral terms with Stain. They weren't friends, but they weren't enemies.

That was until Izuku learned he was killing heroes.

He tried to take him down, but ultimately ended up failing. Stain, in revenge, killed Izuku's mother.

So when Ingenium's little brother came for revenge after Stain went after the Hosu pro hero Ingenium, Izuku took his chance for revenge.

He helped one Iida Tenya who was in trouble and cause a little bit of commotion luring in a nearby, curious Shoto.

They all took down Stain, but Tenya had passed out. Shoto, after talking to the mysterious boy, left a note for Endeavor saying "I'll be back soon, old man, not that you care." and followed the greenette to his abandoned building hideout.

He followed him back to an abandoned building with a duffel bag full of clothes, a blow up mattress with an all might blanket and a pillow on it, a microwave, a TV, a phone charger, and an all might rug.

Izuku had let Shoto follow him here.

I: so why are you following me? S: who are you? I: A vigilante with a purpose, next question. S: if you're a vigilante, why were you helping us and not Stain? I: sweet cinnamon roll smile oh well that's easy! stare of death he killed my mom. S: oh- I: what about you? Aren't you Endeavor's son? S: I wish I wasn't… I: puts two cup noodles in the microwave wanna talk about it? S: …yeah…

awhile later after talking and eating

S: so you're telling me it doesn't matter if it's like his quirk cuz it's my quirk not his and I shouldn't really give a shit? I: exactly! Yknow if you ever feel like you wanna be a hero without all the restrictions, I could always use the help. S: no thanks…I think I'm gonna go back to UA and do it the right way just to spite my old man. I: OK, no problem! But if you change your mind, you know where to find me. S: thanks…I've never really been able to talk to anyone like this before… I: if you want, I can give you my number and we can text? S: yeah, that sounds good… I: and feel free to swing by anytime you'd like when you're in the area…just don't tell anyone about my hiding place or I'll slit your throat a mixed joke and threat S: OK, thanks

Shoto leaves and they gradually get closer until Izuku hears about a girl who was being held captive by the Shie Hassaki.

That's all I've written down so far, but basically eventually he saves Eri, she lives with him for a bit, then he's like "shit, sorry…I kinda put you in a lot of danger. You're a great kid and I'd love to keep taking care of you cuz you're the closest thing I've had to family in awhile, but you'll be safer with the heroes."

So Aizawa takes her and her things and comes back to take Izuku as well, but he packed his stuff and found a new abandoned building and Aizawa's just like "shit I just lost a feral green child, where do I find it-" and after a few more months, Eraser, Mic, and Midnight find him.

He refuses to be taken in so they use force with Midnight's quirk and basically give him and Eri their own dorm building.

They brought all his stuff dw.

And Bakugo sees him and is like "that's not the quiet shy boy I knew in middle school, that's a feral little shit, holy fuck what happened?"

Lo and behold he finds out about Inko's death cuz he and his family just thought they, like, moved or smthn and he's like "WTF?! HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS!"

Basically Aizawa adopts a feral gremlin street child except this child has teeth and will bite and is basically a glorified leash kid.

[thebleedingeffect]

fierce deity is the only one I know so 💢💤🕷

YEAAHHHHHH YEAHHHHH FIERCE DEITY MY BELOVED!! (ignore how this took me a whole day to respond cause I got into playing minecraft oops)

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

okay I'm just gonna say it, fierce deity gives me the vibes of being SO bad at both divine and mortal social cues, my man's has just stared at all the Link's while they're sleeping. He's done that several times, he won't stop and he doesn't blink at all so I hope you're okay with a literal god staring down at you unblinkingly in your sleep!

Another thing is that... he's kinda overprotective, but isn't extremely obvious about it, if anything he's so quiet about it that it takes awhile for anyone to notice. One of the worst things when anyone does realize? He doesn't uhhhhhhh stop, he can lessen the overprotective tendencies or be sneakier about it, sure, but he just will not stop. The issue is that he's so freakishly strong that most other people just come off as being painfully delicate! He can shrug off fights with literal gods and people just? Fall over after one little stab? What the hell?

Another thing is that the fierce deity doesn't know customs, or social norms, and doesn't really care about sounding nice if someone is annoying him or just made him mad. He doesn't have time for this shit, leave him alone or you're being tossed off a cliff.

Also I gotta emphasize the overprotective part again! ^-^ man's will straight up be the equivalent of the most intimidating guard dog alive but won't say a word, he'll just fucking stare at you. Unless you do something against someone he cares about, then your entire hand is suddenly gone !

💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

So here's the thing, as in the name- the fierce deity is a god and doesn't really... sleep, the next best thing he can do instead of sleep is meditate or sorta be in a relaxed doze. But the fierce deity doesn't resent this, not at all, if anything he's very happy that he has no need for sleep. This is because sleeping is actually the closest thing he could ever relate to when it came to being sealed in the mask. Hundreds of years passing by with every blink, reality seeming closer to the murky memories of Demise and Hylia that haunt him for centuries and the anger towards the golden goddesses.

When he was in the mask it was near impossible to understand a thing, his consciousness was closer to sand falling inbetween his fingers despite how desperately he wanted to perceive the world around him. Sleeping inside the mask meant dissociation, endless nightmares, and the complete inability to have any sort of free will. For this reason the fierce deity is secretly relieved that he doesn't have to sleep, it brings back for to many bad memories whenever he tries.

Instead of sleeping he typically just watches over the group and let's them all sleep instead, it brings him far more peace to see them all together, alive and safe.

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

Ooohhhhhh he has a couple big fears, but here's a few: loss of free will, inability to protect, failure, and a loss of control. Most of these stem back to the golden goddesses and Hylia, both of which he has extremely complicated relationships towards and has no wish to forgive them for any of it. Another fear of his is allowing for his incarnations (the link's basically) to fall under the goddesses/Demise's control again as he blames himself for all the shit they've gone through up to that point.

Basically he fears failing the ones he cares about most and them being hurt from his own weak-will/inability to protect and being trapped in the mask again <3 the mask is one of his BIGGEST fears and he will outright fight the goddesses in hand to hand combat to not go back in it <- there's a good chance he would win ANYWAY

[ruu-https]

Class

☆ synopsis. You were a freshman in college and it was your first day, you missed the orientation so you didn’t get a tour of the college and you were now lost. Not knowing where your class is you start to panic and have an anxiety attack when someone comforts you; a sophomore.

☆ notes. m x gn!anxious!reader (at some point I use h/n to refer to the male so you can choose their name) , reader has anxiety, comfort

☆ word count. 477

☆ links. navigation - ask box - taglist - smut prompts - fluff prompts - masterlist

꒰౨ৎ - author's note. tbh, I was going to make this a kiri fic but then I thought of someone I like... sooo I just made it M x GN!reader so yall can imagine it however you want, and if youre male reading this you could just image it’s a female instead if youd rlly like lmfaoo, also yes I said the serotodo fic would be out next but I had this in my notes soo.. (I don’t know how to format any of my writing so if it seems weird to you, sorry..) I wrote this in class after I took my final so its kinda rushed and maybe a little weird cus I was VERY delusional atp... (I know this is not how college works, im basing it off highschool classes so it makes more sense), im not to happy with this but who cares..

It was your first day of college and you already failed to find you first class. You were out of the country when freshmen were given a tour of the college, which in your opinion was way to big. Now you were walking to the stairwell in front of you. 

- 

You walk into the stairwell shaking, tears threatening to fall. You run up the stairs, heading to the roof, the only place you know of in this school. You open the door to the roof and go sit at the corner edge, tears now falling from your eyes. You pulled your hood on and stared at the schedule on your phone. You couldn't find your class and now you don't know what to do, you were having an anxiety attack and you don't know how to make it stop.  

You were so focused on trying to calm yourself down you didn't hear the door to the rooftop swing open and someone come up behind you. 

"Oh, hello," a deep but calm voice said.  

You flinched, not expecting anyone else to be on the roof.  

"You skipping too?" he asked, sitting next to you. That's when he realized you were shaking. "Hey, what's wrong are you okay?" he asked, putting a hand on you shoulder.  

You turn you head away from him, "P-please leave me aalone," you mumble, voice cracking and you silently sob into your arms.  

"No, Im not just gonna leave you to cry alone." he says. You stayed silent, and that's when his arms wrapped around you and pulled you into his chest. "I'm not too sure how to deal with this but I can try. You can push me away if you'd like." he says, one of his hands resting on your lower back, the other playing with your hair.  

Your body stills as he pulls you into his chest, but you soon relax into him, your breathing finally slowing down. "Just listen and try to sync your breathing with mine," he whispers, resting his head on top of yours, continuing to run his hands through your hair as he breathes in deeply and exhaling. 

It took you awhile but you eventually calm down, h/n helping you the whole time and coaxing you through it. Now the bell was about to ring and you had to get to your next class. 

You pull out your phone and look at your schedule, sighing. h/n looks at you and then at your phone, "You need help finding your class?" He asks, looking back at you. You look at him and nod. He stands up and grabs your hand, pulling you to your feet. "Lets go then!" He says, smiling. 

He took you to your class and you made it before the bell rang again, of course he gave you his number before leaving though. 

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[shelbgrey]

Gabriel As Your Garudian Angel

~ first of all its the first and almost only thing he has ever tooken seriously

~when he found out he didn't really care. Michael and Lucifer were desened to inhabit the Winchesters bodies and he got the boring job of being Bobby Singer's Nieces.

~when he first met you he immediately took the roll. He Loved your personality and stuck around.

~you were a kid when you first met so you just thought he was an imaginary friend.

~he hung around in your toddler years but slowly stopped showing up when you befriend Sam and dean

~he felt like you didn't need him anymore so he protected you from a far

~after awhile you forget the angel and figured the boy with golden wings was an imaginary friend.

~you didn't have encounter intill years. You were an adult and a hunter.

~your first case involving him he was just know as the trickster. He left you untouched but screwed with Sam and Dean.

~that pattern continued when with the mystery spot Fiasco. Gabe knew how much you cared for Dean so he didn't put you in the time loop with Sam.

~that same time period he didn't bring Dean back till you asked.

~during his TV land joke he purposely put you and the boys in shows you liked. Like Dr. Sex MD was based off Greys anatomy(a show you liked)

~after that you confronted him while he was in the holy fire.

~ “I'm always left untoched during your practical jokes, why is that?”

~“you don't remember me? I'm hurt Sugar”

~for some reason you showed murcy on him and convinced the boys to let him go.

~“I always thought you were my imaginary friend”

~“I stopped hanging around because you had the boys... I guess I thought you didn't need me anymore so I protected you from a far”

~after that he wouldn't leave you alone. It annoyed the hell out of the boys but you brushed it off.

~he'd always wake you up with his favorite song heat of the moment. Or he'd wake you up like an alarm that was set on radio mode.

~“Gooooodd Morning miss. Y/n Singer. It's a beautiful day in Lawrence Kansas. The weather is gonna be sunny and dry. But better get ready because the forecast predicts a pesky Windego on the loose. I'm your host Gabriel the Trickster”

~you guys grew close and your friendship kinda turned romantic to both of your fright.

~guardian angels aren't supposed to fall in love with their person. It was just the rules.

~then again when did gabe ever follow the rules.

~after yours and Dean's failed atempt to a relationship gabe flew in.

~it started off casual. You slept together once or twice but Never confermed anything.

~not wanting that in a relationship you told him how you felt.

~“everyday I'd wake up to your stupid music and your stupid voice. I feel in love deeper and deeper with you”

~you kept it on the down low afraid of how the boys would react. But after one of his tricks it came out, but it also caused Sam to break his arm.

~that was the biggest flaw in your relationship. His ability to not care that he screws with your Family.

~“I'm tired of you hurting them all the time. We're a team. If you hurt them, you hurt me...some guardian angel you are”

~that hurt the both of you but it proved you two were ment to stay friends. It also made you realize the whole relationship was something you guys wanted to do because it was going against the rules.

~he reminded faithful to his Job and his friendship to you. He even helped you fix your relationship with Dean(which is who you belong with).

~the first time you watched him died hurt worse than any wound you got on the job. He lied there lifeless after saving you from Lucifer.

~the boys didn't know how to comfort you. It felt like part of you was missing.

~after you found out Asmodeus had captured and torchored gabe you were beyond furious.

~gabe was beyond scared when he was in the bunker but he trusted you. It was your turn to protect him.

~you where the one to convince him to take his grace and heal himself.

~“I need you gabe, I can't lose you again”

~ he stayed around again and even helped you look after Jack who you took under your wing. He took the role of an uncle oddly seriously.

~then came your time in purgatory. You were determined to get jack back and gabe wasn't gonna let you go alone. Even if you had your boyfriend Dean. And by the laws of heaven he had no choice.

~that wasn't his mind set. You were and always be his best friend. There ain't no him with out you.

~he never left your side during your time in purgatory. It angered Dean but gabe could care less. It was unnatural for him because you'd think he'd take it to his advantage but he didn't.

~during that time Lucifer teased the both of you. It infuriated gabe and he did his best to keep distance between the both of you.

~“lay one hand on her it'll be the last thing you ever do”

~during the cold nights you lied awake next to gabe wrapped in his leather jacket.

~when it was time for you to leave gabe didn't make it back. And he was gone for real this time.

~it took all Sam's power to pull you back as you screamed and cried his name.

~while everyone celebrated there return home you stayed in your room in the bunker crying in his leather jacket he left with you.

~the pockets of the jacket were filled with candy wrappers(you never took them out).

~What hurt the worst was there was a gold feather in the pocket as well. His feather.

~you wore it on a necklace and psychologically it made you feel safer.

~after he died your post hunt injuries hurt worse and they were more often. That proved gabe did his job well.

~Dean didn't know how to help you. He comforted you when you cried but Castile was the only one that willingly talked to you about it.

~“he really did care about you... In fact him being your guardian angel was the only thing he ever took seriously.”

~Cas later tried to take the job because he thought gabe would want that but her couldn't.

~you only get one gaurdian angel and gabe was the best and only one.

[t-nd-rfoot]

CWJBHN aka All That Jake Wants

Can we just be happy now? - Jake Scott, Josie Dunne

Summary Jake tries to help you see that you guys can be more than childhood best friends, even if it scares you

Pairing Jake Seresin x childhood best friend!reader

Theme fluff, slight angst in between

Warnings relationship/commitment anxieties, military relationship

Word Count 1.5k

Note Really wanted to try writing something from his POV, so this took awhile to figure out!!! I've been in love with this song since it came out. MAJOR coincidence that the artist's name just so happened to be Jake, but I thought this song fit him really well. And since the song this fic is based on is a duet, I'm thinking of releasing a version from reader's POV, so let me know in the comments if you'd want to read it!

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“Quit it.”

“Quit what?”

“That.”

Jake couldn’t help it. He wasn’t even doing anything except looking at you from the passenger seat. But with the way you stole glances back at him—that playful look in your eyes as you tried and failed to hide your smile, he knew you didn’t mind at all.

“What do you mean? I’m just a mere passenger observing his surroundings, and I just so happen to be surrounded by…”

Ahead of him was a nearly clear sky, with few clouds above still from the afternoon rain. He looked to his right and and saw nothing but sea and sky. And as he turned to his left, he saw…

“…you.”

As cheesy as it sounded, he wasn’t entirely wrong; there really wasn’t much around you guys. But he knew what he meant. And by the way he saw you blush again, he knew you knew it, too. He cleared his throat to clear the lingering tension. “Where are you taking me, anyway?”

“Seriously? You don’t recognize this place?” you mused.

Finally taking his eyes off of you, he looked around and realized your destination. The light drizzle stopped just as you pulled over at the edge of a cliff, the exact cliff you had taken him so many times the last time he visited and stayed with you all those years ago after his first deployment.

It was about a month or so after he returned to the States. He blocked out two whole weeks to visit you in your new city—LA, of all places, so different from your mid-sized town in Texas, but he always knew since you were kids that you were meant for bigger things. This cliff was apparently your favorite place in the area, since you rushed him here instead of to your apartment where he could settle down, and the two of you spent hours on hours catching up. His two-week visit turned into one month, and hardly a day and an adventure passed by that you guys didn’t end up here.

And here you both were again nearly a decade later. Things picked up exactly where they left off, except this trip meant something more. He’s gone too long without you, and he was set on changing that. And with how the last couple of months went, things were almost falling into place.

Almost.

“You really didn’t think you’d leave again without one last hurrah, ‘Res?” you teased. His high school nickname never sounded sweeter, he thought.

The two of you had gotten out to stretch your legs. He took off his jacket to wipe down the remaining droplets on the hood of the car, making a place for the two of you to lean on as you admired the ocean view—a view he could honestly care less about when you were right there beside him. But still, he looked around trying to remember every detail he could.

“Man, I sure am gonna miss this,” he sighed.

“You’re going to get views like this everyday, even better ones. I’m kinda jealous.”

He scooted closer to you till your arms touched. “Yeah, but it’s not gonna be the same.”

“How so?” you asked, leaning into him.

He laced his fingers through yours, playing with it for awhile as you waited for an answer. He looked in your eyes before turning back to the ocean. “For one, I won’t have my burger fix while enjoying the view—”

Laughter immediately flew from your lips as you let go of his hand to elbow him in the side. He flashed his pearly whites at his own corny joke, always taking pride in being the only person to get that kind of laughter out of you. “If only there was a McDonald’s in the sky.”

“A fly-thru,” you played along, “Give it a few fifty years or so. You’ll be their very first customer.”

“Hell yeah, bring back taste to plane food.”

That one moment of normalcy ended as your laughs did. He doesn’t know how, but his hands found yours once again. “But seriously, Y/N, I don’t think I could look at that again without thinking about you,” he said, gesturing to the view in front of you.

“Jake…” you sighed and shied away from him. He lifted himself from the car and stood in front of you, one hand caressing your cheek, the other tucking your hair behind your ear.

This whole trip, he’s dropped little compliments and gestures implying something more. It started out light and playful; he didn’t want to overwhelm you right away. At times, you even reciprocated it. But time was running out; all he needed to know was that you felt something too.

“I know I should have said something sooner. But that’s what I’m doing now, and I’m not going to let another ten or twenty years go by without finally letting you know how I feel,” he confessed softly. He tucked his hand under your chin. “I’ll understand if this isn’t something you want, but give me one good reason why this wouldn’t work.”

The silence spoke for itself the longer you took trying to come up with an answer. He closed the distance between you even more, and when he wasn’t met with any resistance, he rested his forehead on yours. But he could still sense the tension in you.

“If we do this, you leave in two days. Then you’ll be gone for what, six, seven months? Maybe even longer? I don’t know if I can handle that,” you whispered.

“We’ve gone without each other for much longer,” he said.

“But that was different—this is different.” Tears welled up in your eyes. “I don’t wanna lose you, Jake.”

His heart ached to see you like this. Worry washed over him as he wiped away the tears that had fallen from your eyes. “You’re not gonna lose me, darlin’, I promise.”

“You don’t know that,” you argued back, “what if long distance doesn’t work? What if we do this and realize that we’re better off not being together? Things aren’t going to go back to normal. And you know my track record with relationships, Jake. I don’t wanna give you a reason to resent me if this goes badly. Or worse, something could happen to you out there and I’d never see you again.”

It was that last thing that drew a sharp breath in him. No matter how good he knew he was at his job, the realities of it was something he couldn’t escape. To subject you to that…

No.

He couldn’t afford to think about that right now.

His mission right now was to be with you, no matter how little time he got, and he’d be damned if he didn’t get to make the most of it.

If there was anything he learned about being a navy pilot, it’s to take your shot when you see it. He’s prepared if he misses, but it was better to take a missed shot than none at all, right? Now that both of you laid out your feelings on the table, there was no point in turning back.

He wrapped his arms around and pulled you against him, closing whatever little distance there was left between you. He placed his a kiss on your forehead, his lips soft enough to comfort you, but the kiss itself firm enough to assure you. You buried your head further into his chest as he stroked your hair.

He could have stayed with you like that forever, but the sun had almost started to set; the clock seemed to tick faster and faster.

He had to set things right.

Pulling away, he looked down at you, your eyes still glassy with uncertainty. “Look. I’m not gonna pretend that anything you said is impossible. But isn’t that all the more reason to try? To see if we can beat the odds? It’s not even an ‘if’ for me, Y/N. I know we can. With everything we’ve gone through together, how could we not?”

He watched as you struggled to form a reply, so he continued.

“If it’s the future that’s scaring you, then let’s not think about that now, if that’s what you want,” he assured you, still holding you gently. “We have 48 hours left together, and I don’t want to waste it. That’s 48 hours to just be…”

He wracked his brain, struggling to find the right words.

“That’s 48 hours to be happy. Can we—can we do that? Just be happy, right here, right now?”

His eyes pleaded for an answer. “Well, ‘Res,” you nodded softly as you wrapped your arms around his neck, “when you put it that way, how can I say no?”

Finally.

Relief didn’t even have time to wash over Jake’s face as he kissed you the moment those words left your mouth. He’s dreamt of this moment for years, but none of those dreams measured up to the real thing. It’s like he knew you both fit like puzzle pieces, your bodies molded together the deeper you kissed.

And that’s how both of you stayed, never letting go of each other as you watched the sun set over the horizon.

It was 48 hours well spent. Tears were inevitably shed as time ran out, but Jake was all smiles even as he departed. Sure, he was more than sad to go, but at least he knew this time—and for the rest of time—that his happiness didn’t have to end.

Disclaimer I do not own Top Gun: Maverick or any of its characters. I do not own CWJBHN by Jake Scott and Josie Dunne. Please do not copy my work or translate without my permission.

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[stories2you]

If your requests are open, can I Ask moriarty brothers and Sebastian Moran with very short S/O who's normalny sweet and cheerfull but turns out to be a suprisingly great brawler who can be extremely brutal in fights? :)

As a shorty myself, here's my answer;

~~~~~

William

Man is a giant to you

Heck the moment you step into the Moriarty house, everyone (except for Fred) are giants

William would try to hide his fondness of your height

But fails

He has that one sweet smile just for you

He's whipped

Especially in bed

intimately and comforting

He'd hold you tightly into his chest

DONT MAKE ME GET STARTED WITH HUGS

warm

you'd even fall asleep while hugging

until...

smol y/n fights

yknow how cats are cute, soft, floofy?

until they attack?

yep. thats how you are.

Will is amazed and shocked

but nevertheless, he's worried about you

until one day, someone messed with you while you were shopping together

you smacked the culprit with the new skillet you just bought

man is speechless

"Oh dear, you did well. Let's go get a cup of tea." he'd say as a reward

"Thank you, honey."

Louis

You'd help him around in the kitchen and the manor

He'd find it adorable that you cant reach some spots

But he'll gladly help you

From passing the cloth to him

To him carrying you in his arms so you could do it yourself

It's just because he doesn't want you to get hurt from climbing on the stool or whatever

Set after timeskip

You and Louis are happily married

William is home

But there are some assholes that are still talking shit about Albert and Will

Without any hesitance, you flipped the chair you were sitting on at the culprit

It's been awhile since Louis saw you fight, but he's still surprised by your skills no matter what

He's even surprised to see you brawling with a man who catcalled you

You were pregnant at the time, belly has shown, but still strong as ever

Louis is too surprised and amazed

By your strength despite being in a vulnerable situation

"Are you okay, my dear?"

"I'm fine, just tired. Little bean was cheering for me when I was hitting that person."

'I married a great wife'

Albert

Despite being within the smaller side

Albert was more impressed than surprised by your strength

From multitasking house work

To helping out in the missions

There are disadvantages due to your short height

But you'd find ways to reach and hide

Which made you a great spy alongside Fred

Back when he was in prison, you'd always try to make him smile and comfort him

And he was appreciative of your efforts

And made him love you more

After his release, he was caught off guard when you managed to hurt Moran by hitting his pressure point

"Looks like you've lost, Moran. Good job, My Love"

"Oh no, it's nothing. He deserves it for not doing the housework."

Moran

THIS MAN IS HUGE

There was once people thought that you were either siblings or parent and child

It was a good advantage for disguises but

He's your one and only

But you called him.... Daddy

aight

He was attracted by your personality, which slowly made him notice your physical traits more

Your short height made him smirk

Teases all the way

Until he had said something to try to cheer you up, but made it worse

You had squeezed his hand so hard that he screamed

And you even took your anger out by punching a sand bag

That left a mark of your small fist and the force

'Did I marry a cat or a lion?'

"Sorry honey, did that hurt?" You'd ask

Another smirk

Y'all know where's that gonna lead to.

~~~~~

tbvh, i'd like to hug all of them. i love tall people, they're so nice to hug. can i have a william please? I'm sorry, I hope you enjoy! Sorry if it's rushed.

~ Mayu

[mother-blossom]

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✿ please proceed with caution and read the content warnings down below. i hope you enjoy the first chapter to this fic! it has already been posted onto Ao3 so you can enjoy it there as well! ✿

✿ cw//tw: drugging, mention of alcohol and drinking, kidnapping ✿

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It was late Friday night when you had finished getting ready for your night out. Being a medical resident at one of the major hospitals in the area was extremely taxing and you just wanted a little break. So, after weeks of your friends begging, you finally gave into their demands of going out to a nightclub in the developing party district. Sighing lightly you finished putting on your makeup; giving yourself a quick once over in the mirror. It had been awhile since you got all dressed up to go out. You finally got up, adjusting your short red dress and grabbing a small matching bag to take out with you. As you walked into your living room and grabbed yourself a black leather jacket your phone pingged with a message from your best friend, F/N, saying that she and the others were outside. You smiled reading over the message before putting on your jacket and walking outside and getting into your friend's car. Everyone greeted you as you shut the door, giving you compliments which you all exchanged back and forth on the way to the club. Once your friend pulled into the clubs parking lot you couldn't help but notice how packed it was, and with your friends already practically skipping with joy to the front you knew it was going to be a long night. “I'm really glad you decided to come out with us y'know” F/N said as she wrapped her arm around you in a small side hug.“I'm glad I’m coming too. You of all people know I've missed you all! I'm sorry for not always being able to come out” You responded returning her hug “I know you're super busy but trust me i'm gonna make sure you get to relax tonight” She hummed, a mischievous glint appearing in her eyes. You laughed quietly, shaking your head as you flashed the bouncer your ID and walked into the club.

You stopped looking around. It was absolutely gorgeous, neon lights decorating the ceiling along with colorful chandeliers and a big bar in the center. You don't fail to notice the several stages along the edge of the room, which were decorated with the same neon lights along the bottom. You were pulled out of your thoughts as F/N grabbed your hands dragging you over to the bar and ordering a round of shots for the both of you. Drinking them quickly you went over and joined your other friends on the big dance floor in the middle. An hour or two later, and many many shots down the hatch you went and got another drink from the bar, before making your way over to one of the seats bordering the main stage where a scantily clad woman was dancing. Shortly after you sat down your friends came and joined you, all of you giving bills to the woman. One of your friends got up and came back with another round of shots. Without hesitation you took them even taking the ones your other friends didn't want. Standing up you danced along to the song that had come on, making hands and faces at the stripper as she laughed with you, gesturing you to come and join her. At this your friends had started hooting in encouragement, pushing you up the stairs and into the arms of the stripper. You laughed, turning yourself around and dancing on the stripper. You laughed as your friends continued their antics reaching up and shoving dollar bills into your bra as you went down to give them a small show, the alcohol and stripper behind you only encouraging you. As the song finished you stood back up onto your feet, pulling out all the bills that you had and picking up the ones from early you handed it to the stripper; thanking her for letting you join before walking off stage.

While walking off stage you were met with a pink haired man smiling at you. You smiled back at him as he handed you a drink, which you politely took, not actually planning on drinking it but it was a nice gesture nevertheless. The man's eyes light up as he introduces himself to you “My name is Haruchiyo Sanzu, I kinda own this place” he semi-yells talking over the loud music, “Kinda” you respond, eyebrows raising in question. The man, now identified as Sanzu laughs, “yeah but that's not why I’m here” he shakes his head, shrugging off the question. You cocked your head, giving him another questioning look. “I've never seen a guest dance like that. I was wondering if you needed a part-timer?” Your eyes widened a little bit before you started to shake your head rapidly, getting a bit of whiplash as you put one of your hands out to shake as well, “no no no, I don't need to be a dancer. Not that there's anything wrong with it! Of course!” you sputtered out quickly, heat rising up from your neck and to your face. Hoping you didn't offend the man or anyone else who may have been listening to your conversation “ You see I'm a doctor, so i'm just here to relax and have a bit of fun before being on-call all week!” You exclaimed letting out a little huff at the thought of your next work week. It was the man's turn to question you now, “Oh really?” He asked in a sort of mocking tone, making you cringe as the fear that he may have gotten offended anyway creeped into the back of your mind, “Well doctor, what's your name?” It was at this point that you had realized that you hadn't given your name to him, “Oh its Y/N L/N '' you saw the man's eyes light up a bit, almost as if he knew who you were. “Ohh! Is your father F/N L/N?” He asked casually. Your forehead crinkled; what did your father have anything to do with this? But nevertheless you ignored the feeling pooling in your gut and responded only by nodding your head yes. You guessed that many people had known your father, especially in this district as he had recently found some success in starting his own contracting business.

Wrapped up in your thoughts you had finally taken a sip of the drink you were holding in your hand. Completely forgetting it was the pink haired man who had handed it to you and not one of your friends when you climbed down from the stage. You failed to notice the pink haired man's slight smirk. ‘I know you said you don't need a job, but you seem really interesting. Why don't you come up to VIP with me? I want to get to know you better” He said, grabbing you by the hand. You felt your face getting hot once again, and the feeling that pooled in your stomach got worse, as your head became hazy. However, you pushed it off boiling it down to the copious amount of alcohol that you had already consumed that night. You nodded again giving him a bright smile, “Fine, but only if you get me some water, my head kinda hurts” The man nodded silently. Before he could completely lead you up to the VIP room you pulled back, causing the pink haired man to look at you raising an eyebrow in question. “Sorry, I should really let my friends know where I'm going, I don't want them to worry!” You explained. The man glanced at his watch, looking at the VIP room door before looking back to you again, “You have your phone right? Why don't you just text them when you get upstairs? I doubt all of this music is helping your headache..” he advised trailing off at the end as a seemingly genuine look of concern crossed his face. You stopped for a second, taking a moment to think it over. Now that he’d mentioned it your headache had gotten a little worse. Without another thought you agreed letting the man grab your hand, once again, leading you towards the VIP room.

Sanzu opened the door to the VIP room for you, ushering you in and following behind you. You had tried to look around the room but it was dark, there wasn't a single light on in the place. However, after a few seconds of your eyes adjusting you heard the click of the doors lock. Hesitantly you turned around, trying to face the pink haired man “Sanzu?” you questioned, hoping that your voice didn't betray you and show the fear that you were so desperately trying to hide, “Did you lock the door? Why is it so dark in here?” you questioned again, reaching your hands out in search of Sanzu. Eventually you felt your hands hit the wall and began to search for a light switch. Unsuccessful in your search you sighed, bringing your back to the wall and cowering in on yourself. While sliding down the wall you heard a groan as the lights finally came up, “You have so many questions and for what?” said an unfamiliar voice. You blinked quickly trying to help your eyes adjust to the shock of light, gasping and standing up when you noticed seven unfamiliar men looking at you with dead off gazes. Your eyes scanned the room finally landing on the familiar pink haired man you had just met smirking at you from the other side room next to the light switch.

Not wasting any time you swiftly turned around, running to the door and trying to open it. A hand gripped harshly at your wrist, you looked up to see it was Sanzu. He shook his head, “There's really no use pretty girl” he cooed at you, a mocking pout gracing his lips. Looking at his watch he took in a deep breath, “Let see if i'm right you should go under in 5…” You once again furrowed your brow, finally noticing the sudden sleepiness that was overcoming you. “4…” The pink haired man continued. You opened your mouth to try and speak or even scream for help but nothing came out. “3….2…” Your hand slowly slipped off the door, your vision getting blurry, you shook your head, the pounding headache in your head from earlier getting worse. You had to laugh at yourself as the darkness finally washed over you and your eyes rolled back into your head. What kind of doctor doesn't know the signs of getting drugged? But there was one thought that loomed eerily over the others: what did they want with you? and who were they?. “..1.” Sanzu finished as he noticed you finally blacking out, looking over towards the other guys as he picked you up off the floor he nodded. Mikey stood up, “well, we have what we came here for, back to headquarters. The nights just began” he ordered, leaving out the back door of the private room with everyone following after him

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20 - I'm Peter, Peter Pan

Part 21

His Golden Princess

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Walking down the wooden stairs into one of the cabins on the ship I see Rumple reappears wearing the leather skins I saw in my visions from awhile back. He turned around smiling at me where I rest my hands on his shoulders eyeing the fabric under my fingers. "Is it weird that I rather like this outfit?"

"Not at all dear. I will say though these skins are a part of my past. Before I met you that is." He rests one hand on my hip while his other tucks hair behind my ear. "This island is too dangerous for hand holding. I must revert back to my former self."

Staring up into his eyes I glanced down at my outfit which is just jeans and a tea shirt. My sword on my hip but it doesn't look as scary as his. Tilting my head to the side I give him puppy dog eyes. "Rumple I have a favor to ask...could you give me an outfit like yours?"

"Why's that sweetheart?" He asked with a small smile.

"Like you said hand holding won't work here. Make me into a badass princess." I explained with a small smirk on my face.

He raised his freehand engulfing me in purple smoke where I spun around seeing I am now wearing a red jacket with tears all over it. A white tea shirt thrown over with combat boots. Moving my hair over my shoulder I noticed pink dye on the ends of my blonde hair. Smiling up to him I throw my arms around his neck kissing him as a thank you.

He wrapped his arms around my waist breaking the kiss. "So you like it I presume?" I nod my head before he grabbed his cane seeing my sister arguing with our parents.

"Oh, that's a great use of our time—a wardrobe change!" Hook scoffs making everyone look our direction ending their conversations.

Rumple grips his cane in his right hand determined. "I'm gonna get Henry."

"We agreed to do this together." Regina barked back to him.

He shakes his head no at her statement. "Actually, we made no such agreement."

My sister dropped her arms down. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I wanna succeed. Emma: What makes you think I'm gonna fail? Mr. Gold: Well, how could you not?" Rumple spoke to my sister not believing she's ready. "You don't believe in your parents, or in magic, or even yourself.

My sister rolled her eyes focusing back on me as I cross my arms over my chest. "I slayed a dragon, I think I believe. And besides how do you know my sister isn't the same way."

"Only what was shown to you. When have you ever taken a real leap of faith? You know, the kind where there's absolutely no proof? I've know you some time, Miss Swan. And, sadly, despite everything you've been through, you're still just that... bail bonds-person, looking for evidence. Well, dearie, that's not gonna work in Neverland." He explained to her then points his index finger my direction. "I believe in Astrid because she's learning magic and believed in it much sooner than you did."

Emma scoffed determined to get her son back. "I'll do whatever it takes."

"Well, you just need someone to tell you what that is. Sorry, dearie, our foe is too fearsome for hand-holding. Neverland is a place where imagination runs wild. And, sadly, yours doesn't." Rumple explained taking my hand in his teleporting us off the ship and onto the island.

Opening my eyes I gasped seeing I am inside a wooden cage instead of by Rumple's side when we left. Getting to my feet I frantically looked around hearing someone coming this direction. Grabbing the wooden bars in my hands I gasped seeing Henry and a boy with light brown hair staring my direction. "Henry...Henry!" I called out but he can't hear me.

The random boy knocks on a tree causing a group of boys to come running out circling Henry. "You proved yourself. You are the lucky owner of that very special heart. And now? You... and it... are mine." The boy draws a knife grinning. "Come on, boys! Let's play!"

The group of boys I had to assume are the lost boys took Henry off somewhere else allowing the other boy to come towards me. I reached down searching for my sword but not finding it anywhere on my belt. "Looking for this, darling?" The boy asked holding my sword in his hand.

"Give it back, you child!" I grunted lifting my hand up trying to use magic but nothing happens. So I try the other hand getting the same result. "What the hell. That's never happened before?"

The stranger chuckled with a smirk on his face pointing his index finger towards my right arm. "Look down dear..." Lifting my arm up there's a thick black cuff on my wrist. "You see that wonderful accessory on your arm blocks your magic."

"Why you little jerk. Take it off!" I demanded glaring towards the boy I still don't know his name.

He stepped up lifting my chin with the tip of my sword that he held in between the bars. "If I wanted to I would. But I don't trust you yet darling Astrid."

"How do you know my name. I never told you it." I shuffle backwards into the corner away from him as quickly as possible.

Rumple said Neverland is a dangerous place. I could gather that whoever was Pan in this camp must be even worse. "Because I know you're little traveling buddy the Dark One and he knows who I am." The boy smiled sticking the end of my sword into the dirt and leaning on it.

Wrapping my arms around myself I remained in the corner silently searching for a way out with no magic. "And who are you supposed to be. Another lost boy?"

"Oh how rude of me darling. Where are my manners." The boy chuckled stepping up to the corner of the cage I am in. I gulped feeling his eyes staring me down. "I'm Peter, Peter Pan."

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[endearingjaemin]

play this when i'm gone | NA JAEMIN

you fixed your hair, drank some water and looked at karina, giving her a 'is this recording?' look and she raised her thumbs. you weren't ready but you had to do it. the farewells had unfortunately begun. your travel end has finally arrived. there's no turn back time.

"hi, jaem!"

jaemin. na jaemin. the cutest soul ever. your rock, your boyfriend.

"all this time, i've wanting to start writing you a message just so i can say that i love you. anyways, words couldn't ever arrived, that's why i'm recording this to you for when i'm finally... gone. and because i had to let you know that everything about me was... you"

behind the camera, karina's eyes were starting to drip.

"i think the time for me to leave is coming, but i wanted you to know that i'll never leave you. i mean, literally. i'm gonna be that little ghost around you, that little whisper, that fresh air breeze, that shadow behind you. like, everything i am today in day, right?"

you still remember the day you both met like if it was yesterday - he was in a park bench, breathing freedom, away from fame, crowds, pressure, tension and pain, and you were just there, chillin' it out while watching the little kids play. something, you end up talking. the rest is story. the rest walks you here, the final chapter.

"i also want you to know that, everyday, i would look to your pictures, so the last thing i did see was you. that's how i'm gonna keep you forever by my side, even if i'm not around anymore"

and you still remember the day you got diagnosed. that day, jaemin cried until he fell asleep, hugging you and trying, in dreams, to find a way that could save you from what was waiting for you. but everyday was a new fight and he had to be there to hold your hope.

"anxiety is eating me alive, you know? and i'm fighting with my sobriety. last time i could barely open my eyes from the pill i took to sleep when i promised i wouldn't do it. i apologize for that, babe"

inevitably, your body became addicted to narcotics. if everything hurt a lot or your head didn't shut up, you would automatically take some medicine. eventually, jaemin realized of it and, after a long talk, you promise him that you would control yourself... you failed.

"i'm not gonna lie and tell you it's alright. you're gonna cry and that's alright, baby. i know how hard you try to keep your feelings on line. but... you don't have to because it's not a sin to show you're human sometimes. you're the purest one alive. and, for awhile, you'll probably think that you can't handle anymore or that it'll be better to give up. but you got this, jaem, and you're surrendered by people who loves you and gonna help you to be you again, darling"

your mind travels you to the first date you had. god, what an incredible night that was. he acted like a gentleman the whole evening and, just for a second, you thought he was an angel. at the end, he drove you home and asked for a second date. then a third, then a fourth, until they became into endless ones. you'll give everything to take that times back, when life was like a fairy tale.

"jaem, my beautiful jaem, i hope you get to go to all the places that i showed before on my laptop when we were choosing destinies for our little vacations. my pretty gem, i remember when i was on the road and couldn't be home to hold you when you had a breakdown from practice. a part of me doesn't want this cruel world to know you, you're way too good for it. so just try and keep in mind everything that i told you, alright? they would want to knock you down. never let them, baby, prove them you're like gold"

if only heaven could know everything you get together through, how hard it was for the both of you to still standing. no one would ever understand. waking up without being around his arms, sleeping out without his voice singing you. sometimes you still asked yourself how you managed to keep going. somehow, you did.

"society is eating me alive. i'm fighting what comes with this notoriety every night. maybe that's why i never wanted us to go public"

jaemin. your bunny. your stars. your whole solar system.

"maybe this is the last time i'll ever open up my eyes, i apologize"

you're really gonna miss his smile.

his green hoodie.

his smell.

his laugh.

you're really gonna miss him.

"just remember, okay? i'll say it again, i'm not gonna lie and tell you it's alright. you're gonna cry, baby, and that's alright. totally alright"

and it's gonna be so tough.

and terrifying.

and he's gonna be so hopeless.

"oh, and i wrote you a song to keep when i'm gone if you ever feel alone. you used to do it for me. it was kinda my turn now, i really hope you like it, it express my eternal love for you and your being"

and he's gonna cry.

but that's alright.

"i'll miss you. and i love you"