#u can tell when i got lazy but shhh

[blingblong55]

The Great War - Simon Riley//Vladimir Makarov

Creds to: @shadow0-1 for that Ghost work

Based on a request:

with the new mw3, lets do angst, something along the lines of "Somewhere in the haze, got a sense i've been betrayed" coming from us because 141 betrayed us horribly, which ended up in us getting tortured and then we pretennd its fine when it isnt. forget and forgive we lie and when we meet with Makarov, we tell them, 'oops sorry, forgot i was also a enemy at some point, guess its time to betray like real enemies do' and as we set Makarov free, we show that we have been working as his spy ever since they betrayed us. also can this be with a female reader and we also marry makarov behind their backs so thats why we betray so hard? i love u!

A/N: I forgot to add the angst....im so sorry pookies

Part 2

---- F!Reader, soldier!reader, enemy!reader, betrayal ----

It's been three months since Task Force 141 last saw you and how you betrayed them. Makarov and you have become the real-life Joker and Harley Quinn. In love with the other and maybe the love is toxic but the way he and you were so mental and in love made it all so good and bad. Everywhere you went, his hand held yours. It was romance for what poison could be. Deadly. One night, as Makarov and you celebrate your anniversary, he decides to spoil you. A private jet, a romantic location and a whole week in paradise. Well, that is the plan at least.

On the way there, the jet gets hit, Makarov rushes and puts a vest over you, his trusted gun and a kiss. "What are you doing?!" you frantically ask. "I'll meet you at our spot later my love," he lets go and then opens the door to the jet. The air tearing the door, he kisses you once more and as you look at him in fear and confusion, he gives you the illusion that he is right behind. Which he is not.

As you descend back to steady ground, the last person you ever thought wanted to see you, pulls a risky stunt. One he claims he has no idea he had the adrenaline for. Your body is so close to the ground as you watch your husband's jet explode. Ghost, holding you close as he deploys his parachute. "Vlad!" you call out with a tear-filled face. Ghost held you with all his mighty power until you two reached the grassy area. As he begins to unstrap, your hands hit his chest multiple times. Messy tears escape your face, "Why! why the hell did this happen?! What did you do!" Your hits became more defenceless as you cried and let out sobs of fear. Ghost wraps his arms around you.

In your memories, there he is, Vladimir and the children you were so set to want. Lazy Friday nights, the kids, Vladimir and you, a beautiful and complete family. It was like every puzzle was perfectly placed. Green lawn, sunny day, a puppy, giggles and small kisses. All gone in a matter of seconds.

"Shhh, shhh, I know, R/N, I know," his hand on your head, rubbing it as he kept you close to him. He was a trained soldier, after all, so he knew that occasionally he had to deal with people going through so many emotions. His gaze, why does it have to be this way? Why must he stare at you like this now?

No one knew Ghost had been on the lookout for you. That he went against every order given to him, that he broke an oath to hold you in arms this way as you cry. You pull away, your arms wrapping around your own body. Trying to find comfort in this moment. How did you lose him so easily? After so long of loving him in secret, he is gone this quickly. Like a cheap curse. But he was meant to be the lifelong curse. To ruin your very soul and taint you with his power of cruelness.

"God what were you even thinking?!" You push him., "You could've died, Simon. And then what?! huh!" You push him again and this time he grabs your arms. His stare lowered, eyes teared up as he confessed, "I did it for you," and now, he has become someone who he hates. Someone who betrayed the task force, someone who fucked it up and still it felt so right. Maybe you are a temptress, maybe you are the cruel one and not these men. Why must you make them love you so hard that they do this? What the hell do you even do now?

"I killed them all, please…please R/N, please listen to me." His voice more softer, gaze is so beautiful that it makes your heart flutter. "No, Simon-" "Listen to me this once. I know what I did is wrong but damn it, don't you feel it too? Don't you feel what I do? When I hear your voice, that sweet melody becomes my reason to wake up early, to smile, to even dare come back from operations. R/N, I know I'm not the best-looking guy in a crowd but…damn it, I would ruin everything for you."

His hand holds yours as he places it over his chest, "For years, so many years, this heart has belonged to just you." He whispers and holds you in for a kiss.

A gunshot.

One body to the floor and then darkness surrounded by crimson red.

No one ever said the joke or Harley Quinn had a good ending, guess it is the way this life goes.

[At the 141 base]

"Price, have yer seen Ghost?" Soap walks in after looking for his friend around the base for nearly an hour. "Should be in the shooting range," Price responds. "Think he mentioned something about going to the gym," Gaz mentions. "Not in any of those places." Soap says. The three men looked everywhere. Then, a soldier comes running in, "Someone stole the plans and mapping for the operation-" "and many of the files have been deleted, security footage is also gone." Another soldier comments. The three men have many possible answers and then two names come to mind. Makarov and yours.

"She fucking kidnapped him?!" Soap was furious and it was well known he hated you for what you did. Gaz, oh that man hated you for everything you were worth. In their books, you placed first place against Makarov and Graves. "That fucking bitch," Soap slams his fist on the table of Price's office.

As the men gather information and what else was taken, they realise a pattern here. After knowing who you were, your pattern who Vladimir is and his way of dealing with stuff, they understood the job was from someone on the inside and described you as someone who broke in. With contacts in many parts of the world, they looked for traces of him and traces of you.

You weren't even planning on this robbery to the base. Makarov wasn't either, so there is a third man. Alejandro and the rest of Los Vaqueros were told that they had someone else as a suspect. The devil herself, Valeria Garza. One look into her history and she was also not behind this mess. She was hunting down someone, yes but she didn't care for 141…yet.

After hours of exploring any enemy that would do this, it suddenly struck. And just as Gaz was about to give his shocking idea, Laswell walked in.

"Ghost wasn't kidnapped, the files were stolen but it was him…he is the man on the inside. This entire time, Ghost talked with Makarov, they weren't friends but allies. He is our next target," she slams his file on the table. "If we want Makarov, we take Ghost down first." "But how?" "We hurt the desire of his newfound criminal mind." "Which is?" "Grim. We know he was hurt when she revealed she was with Makarov, so it's time we take it old school and hurt her to get to him." Laswell looks over at Price, he nods and leans on over. "If we do this, I don't want casualties." "We got a deal?" "We do."

With that set, 141 found the targets of their next operation but this time, their calls had to be whispered. Two former members of their teams who knew them all too well, this has to be all a precise work of war. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, R/N 'Grim' Makarov, the new image of a ticking bomb. Their names are given to all the agents in the world. Hitmen, snipers and all countries, looking for two mad soldiers.

One was set to win. That win would set a new record for all criminals and good men. This is how modern warfare changes for the better and worse of us.

This is the great war.

A/N: i thought this was uploaded and it turns out it was in my drafts all along....i'm stupid

Tags: @actuallyhiswife @eicee @liyanahelena

[vampi-amora]

I’m back!! Thank you for 216 followers! I missed y’all😭 anyways..

(tw/ mentioned noncon/ and abuse(?) Also read is 19. oh and sum grammar mistakes idk💀😭.)

Got lazy in the end ngl, but I Still think it’s a good fic nonetheless, so hopefully u guys enjoy as well

Idk but creep teacher zhongli and his obsessed son xiao…

It was weird to even imagine him and his son having the same taste in girls, but if anything it made what they had to do a lot easier, Because hey..two hands are better than one, right?

Zhongli was first to take a quick liking to you. He seen that you kept to yourself, but still tried when it mattered most of the time. And as a teacher, he thought it was cute when you’d be slumped in the back of class or hiding your face to rest.

To be frank,… it was so easy.

He’s your teacher, so ofc you wouldn’t question when his hand would linger on your plump hips, Or when he always asked you to stay after class just for you sit directly under him as he rubbed along your thick thighs. At that point u did ask for him to back up, shyly nudging him, but he’d just shush you and continue on…”shhh..Ikn it might not be the best route to take, but i trust that me and you can keep this a secret, hm?” He’d say, as he leaned down to your neck and inhaled your sent.

As time went on, he’d always have you around him. Taking you out to lunch, helping you with school work if needed, and even taking you shopping. It was always lavish and even when u denied, he’d take you along anyways. It got to the point were You’d always ask him how he had so much money, but realized quickly that it actually wasn’t his. It’s a “close friend” of his he would say patting your head. He also mentioned that one day you’ll meet and that he would make sure you’ll get along.

You nodded confused and slightly caught on off guard , but whatever. He’s someone you can trust and take comfort in, Even when he would tell (forced) you to sit on his lap and grope along your chest…your hesitant because of your weight? Ha, No matter your “soft and light” to him, is what he’d tell you. Slowly kissing along your slightly exposed shoulder. Though, as much as you two were living it up in lovers paradise, another was slowly coming into the picture.

Xiao, his son also liked you. he’d alway look from his room, Cracking open his room door to hear your anxious cries and moans when his dad would touch and kiss you. Your such a slut he thought// first, You complained you didn’t find this okay and wasn’t comfortable, trying to push past his advances But alas your still here letting that old man molest you little by little.

So it’s no surprise that when you two actually meet, it’s his father introducing you to him as his girlfriend over a cup of tea.

Your so out of it and he could tell from the way you’d try and shush zhongli, just for him to slide his long slender hands up your fluffy sides. “W-we…aren’t uhh..” you say eyeing the ground, but you hesitated to finish the sentence when you felt zhongli hands stiffen up on your side. “Aren’t what, hm?” He does a closed eye smile down to you. You just shake your head and finish your cup of tea.

It was almost hilarious-no ridiculously laughable to watch you cowering like that under him. He’d always see you around school as a expressive person, talking with your friends and chatting loud. It’s a pale comparison to that now, Because you’ve became the teachers pet quite literally and physically. Quite and numb, is what he’s summed you up to be now and he isn’t completely wrong.

Sometimes he’d see you try and use him as a scapegoat, and it always works, “zhongli…we can’t do that here..so please w-wait..”, you say pushing at his strong chest. But that probably only because he’s gonna get what he wants sooner or later, so there no need to rush. Especially for him, you’re sitting in his room now because his father isn’t back from shopping. You try making subtle conversation, hoping to find a way out, but that quickly came to a stop when xiao practicality jumps on you. Smothering your chubby body with the smell of must and axe body spray. You call out to him, saying stop-please, but he didn’t care.

He finally gets to score after so long and it’s exactly what he dreamed it’ll be..albeit kinda hard, because your moving a lot more fluid than you did in his dream, but nonetheless is it amazing.

So now that they have their fill, are they done? No. Of course not, they take turns using you now.. it’s sad really, but they still keep up an act around others. Can’t let them see how tired, batten and bruised up you are-nope can’t have that. And those times you do stay out late, or a spend a night at a “friends” house, Your mom just think it’s because you’re a growing girl. so it’s okay But if only they knew the tournament and hell you went thru on a daily basis.

[mushtoons]

DHDJDJDJID HERES PART 1

it gets better i promise please ignore my cringy angst (its also heavily inspired by this batman scene 👀)

[gogolstoelicker]

Hi! I loved your headcanons for BSD character mcs!! If it's alright with you, could I request the dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders with a fem! mc who is like Kunikida? (Idk why but the image of mc yelling at Leona to do something productive reminds me a little bit of Dazai and Kunikida's relationship)

Dorm leader + vice dorm leaders with a Kunikida!MC

warning(s): -

notes: LET'S GO OP I WAS ABT TO WRITE FOR KUNIKIDA MC BUT IT COMPLETELY LEFT MY MIND SO THANK YOU

•sorry its late tho JSNJSJS

You're very professional and diligent when it comes to your job. You constantly feel the need to organize, gather and schedule everything, which makes you come off as strict and harsh.

A trustworthy and loyal detective, your coworkers rely on you because of your authoritative capability and responsible nature.

Ability: The Matchless Poet (or Lone Poet i forgot), allows you to make objects written on the papers of your notebook come into existence. However, it does not work on objects larger than the notebook.

Riddle:

with your ideals and his rules, you guys can surely make the whole nrc cower in fear!

like they're in the cafeteria and they saw riddle? "i hope im not breaking any rules rn😥"

they're about to skip class and they saw you? "ah nvm, skipping is never an option😅"

you guys probably get along REALLY well

talking about the rules, ur ideals and how everyone is not following them

probably kins each other too at some point

you guys are now best buddies

like the whole school will always see the two of you hanging out once y'all have free time

i have free time today, hey wanna go to this unbirthday party?🤗

i have free time, wanna hang around, i made tea🤗

Trey:

oh sevens, another riddle😥

oh well trey dealt with riddle, so he knows how to deal with you too

tries his best to calm u down whenever some students pissed u off by ruining ur schedule

or anything u organized honestly

tells u to relax for a bit too

following a strict schedule everyday AND having to deal with the first years ruining ur schedule by accident AND not allowing urself to rest much???

he's right there next to you, trying to bribe you into resting

or threat idk🤔

it didn't work most of the times so

so he just have to be that one passive aggressive friend so you would rest or smth

did it work? sometimes if he tried harder

"u wouldn't want to ruin ur own schedule by passing out or anything right?^^"

"that's why i have enough sleep and exercise everyday"

^ur daily conversation probably

Leona:

if it's not for the fact that you're a lady, he would never listen to you lol

ruggie is forever greatful to have you around

bc as soon as u start telling leona off to stop skipping class and do something productive, he actually got up and do it

i mean he may looks like he's ten seconds away from ripping someone's throat out but at least he tries‼️

he actually leaves the class once he sees that you're not there but shhh

sometimes if he feels extra nice, he'll actually stay in the class

but he'll sleep in it LMAO he REFUSED to study

don't get him wrong, he appreciates that you even went out of your way to scold and sometimes motivate him to show his full potential but

he's a lazy lion at heart, you won't be able to get him to do anything

one time that happened again and someone snitched to you

leona is now forced to listen to your few hours lecture and how it does not fit ur ideals for him to not study

literally leona the whole time:

Azul:

oh you definitely got feed by his lies LMFOAOAOA

even azul himself is surprised by how naive you could be

BUT this only means MORE advantage to him👓✨

the amount of lies he fed u everyday...

its like that annoying scam seller that came knocking on ur door everyday

or those who tried to promote their "religion" cult on the streets

either way, that's how azul looks like to u everyday

he's sly so he probably made it seemed like smth good until jack just

pulls u away from azul so u won't get roped into some weird deal that won't benefit u at all

he ALWAYS finds a loophole in ur ideals so he can just

idk not follow but follow ur ideals at the same time?

Jade:

he doesn't really mind you that much? as long as you're not nagging him about something of course

which is lowkey rare bc u approve of him apparently🤔

like attitude, style and how he handles work? P E R F E C T. CHEF'S KISS

while u do like how he's on time for schedule and actually gets his work done, u don't really like how uh

scheming he can be😥

but oh well he's from octavinelle, u cant do much about it so u just avoid him

he's actually quite amused that u even approve of him

he didn't know he could fit ur ideals but now that he knows, you know he will never let it go

now u have to deal with a 191cm tall man looming over u and teasing u subtly nonstop

if he hace free time that is since hes usually busy with monstro lounge and floyd's antics🤔

Kalim:

u crying bc he reminds u of ur annoying coworker

him being happy meeting jamil's best buddy

yes i said best buddy what about it

he actually liked to listen to ur rant abt ur ideals

i mean he may not understand it fully but he's willing to listen!

literally dragged u to his parties

yes, u dont like parties. yes, u have works to do

but u gotta relax and have fun sometimes prefect so let him drag u to have fun!

cue u standing in the corner with a glass of juice in hand

"what do people do at parties?" u may ask

and then u see kalim absolutely eating up the dance floor and having fun

oh.

he would even try to drag u to dance with him

goodluck trying to get away from said party

Jamil:

cries heavy tears

it's tears of happiness btw

fiNALly! someone who can take his place to take care of kalim once in a while!

the gods have finally heard his prayers after all this time, he's so happy

sometimes, he would even hang out with you just because

well if you're both not busy that is🤔

he's mostly busy with kalim's shenanigans and you have your day planned out already so

so if u both EVER have a free time, you guys would hang out‼️

with kalim tagging along ofc bc he can't really leave him alone

him being even more happy bc u don't have this favoritism towards either of them and actually treats them equally

and not treating him like kalim's shadow

him to u probably

Vil:

ah yes, probably got along too

he agree with ur ideals here and there

esp if it have smth to do with having good posture and how to present yourself better

might even ask to read through some of it

who knows, he might get a nice advice here and there

he would also give u some advice

u writing it down on ur book and trying to achieve that exact same thing the very next day

and vil wiping a single tear that left from his eyes bc omg!! that's his student!!

/hj

he does feel a sense of pride and is actually very proud of himself and u a little whenever u listen to his advice

probably the one to do ur makeup if he have spare time just so he can make sure u look the absolute best💯

overall, could be best advice buddies but both are too busy to hang out too🤗

Rook:

caught him following stalking a someone

so now he's in a lecture abt how that's wrong

he is kind of like 🤩 when he first saw u

who is this strict prefect he may ask🤔

it's you🤩‼️‼️

while he does not follow u around daily, he does sing praises to you whenever u two crossed paths

welp there goes ur schedule😔you're 10 seconds late bc of him😔

actually doesn't mind his praises, u just wish he wouldn't tell u in the middle of the hallways

probably one of the first ones to find out about your ability

with rook and his stalking investigation skills, he can and will find out everything‼️

him cornering u sometimes just so he can tell u more praises

u shaking and crying bc u just wanna go through ur schedule and this is the 5th time he stopped u this week and it's only monday

Idia:

a victim of u

in a good way i think🤔

ortho is probably the one whp introduced y'all

you, who saw idia , rolled up your sleeves and tried to make him have a healthier lifestyle

ofc u won't drag him out

it's just u whipping out a 100 slides powerpoint with your ideal book in hand telling him how much negative impact it would have living the way he is and ways to improve

he's shaking and crying bc u did this everytime you guys meet in his room

how do u even get in his room? i don't know either

he would sometimes roll his eyes here and there when u go on ur daily lecture

probably also saw u pull out some items from ur book bc u have to outline smth in the powerpoint to prove ur point

and he just goes🤨😮⁉️⁉️

it's a magic book⁉️⁉️

found out u can also pull out a gun from that and decided to listen carefully to your lectures from that day on

Malleus:

well he doesn't mind how strict u are with urself and others

he thinks its a rather good quality to have

he, as a future ruler, can surely learn a thing or two from u

u sobbing bc there's finally someone who's willing to go with ur ideals after riddle

he listens to u really well, he even tried to his best to follow it!

but there are times he would tell u to relax for a bit too

u must've been tired🤗come with him for a walk to rest ur mind🤗

u rejecting it bc its supposed to be ur bedtime

u going with him anyway bc he somehow convinced you

with sad lightnings bc he was sulking LMFOAOAOA

Lilia:

peepaw is always there to tell u to relax!

you'll get burnt out if u keep putting ur 100 into everything and putting urself into some strict schedule, take a break sometimes

found out how naive u could be

u could now see lilia growing horns and devil's tail

there's not a day lilia won't trick u

be it for his own amusement or for u to rest

like maybe he would make up some lie like

"in nrc, if u don't rest for a few hours, you'll surely get cursed by the great sevens for ur ideals to never come true"

cue u having tea time with lilia as rest, eating cookies and chatting away

it's a gamble if it's homemade by yours truly or brought from Sam's store

if it's made by lilia, then u can scold him once u made a trip to the infirmary🤗

probably tried to help him around in the kitchen so he could make better food

he appreciates it but his cooking, in fact, did not improve at all

in fact, its ur headache that improved bc of how many times u have to stop him from putting random ingredients in

[2-cute-4-school]

𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴/𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦

requested by the national cutie pie @heartyyjeno​

Mark Lee

he can be a bit oblivious sometimes bless his soul꒰๑˃͈꒵˂͈๑꒱୭

so he’s kinda clueless as why tf you’re so pouty 

has he said anything stupid earlier? forgotten any important date?? or... even worse

ARE YOU ON YOUR PERIOD?? (ｼ;ﾟДﾟ)ｼ  ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᵖᵉʳᶦᵒᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ’ᵗ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵐʸ ᵐᶦⁿᵈ ˢᵒʳʳʸ

he’s too nervous to even prod at you rn

especially after a trainee who just happens to be wearing his hoodie passes by and you-

did you just growl?!?? ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

but you’re his baby and you’re just SO deflated and he HATES seeing you anything but happy and lively so he just can’t stand by and watch you so upset cuz his lil heart hurts too (๑◕︵◕๑)

“babe, are you uh alright?”

“yeah, just a little bit cold” *trying to subtly hint him*

“oh! that’s not good, you should have dressed warmer, should i go ask manager-hyung to turn up the heating in the practice room??”

 ‘maybe i should just set your ass on fire to warm up’ (►˛◄’!)

“or do you maybe want my hoodie?? it should be enough so you won’t be cold anymore, where did i... ohhhhh”

*light bulb turning on above his head* (〇o〇；)

“it’s fine mark, it’s not like you love me anyway it’s fine i should have seen this coming” *loud fake sobbing in your hands* *mark panic*

“no no baby come on-”

“let’s just get the divorce papers, mark lee!!!!”

“but we’re not married-” *sobbing intensifies* “i’m sorry, I’M SORRY!!! i didn’t mean to!! here, just a second!!” (´⊙ω⊙`)！

this specimen just took off his shirt and draped it over you in the middle of the practice room

“mark, wtf are you doing?!?? i was only kidding!!”

“how was i supposed to know, what if you were seriously upset-”

“hyung, can you help-”  *chenle slams door closed* *dolphin screams* “you’re paying for my eyeball removal surgery, you nasties!!”

“chenle NO”

Huang Renjun

my man here catches on pretty quickly what your pout is about

you didn’t make it exactly hard to notice either (；¬д¬)

“y/n, want some ice cream?”

“no, i’m cold, you can shove it up yo ass and share with dear [redacted]”

jesus i wonder why your s/o is mad renjun

he’s not sure how to approach the situation at first, worried that he might get a tube of ice shoved somewhere he wouldn’t want it to ゞ◎Д◎ヾ

he decides to just be himself read as blunt

“baby come oooon, i can ask them to give it back”

“no, then i’ll seem like a possessive bitch” (Θ︹Θ)ს

“don’t call yourself that!! but then should i just run back to the dorms and get another hoodie?”

“no, i missed you this week, i don’t want you to leave”

“then you can just come with me?” (≖^≖๑ )ﾌ

“but i’m too lazy to get up” same reader same

renjun : ఠ ͟ಠ then wth DO YOU WANT ?!!!?!!

your soul renjun

he’s a bit lost and you’re kinda under the weather too and he HATES it because you’re his kitten and he CAN’T and WON’T allow you to feel anyhting but like absolute royalty with him ೕ(⁍̴̀◊⁍̴́ฅ)

so he just drapes himself over your back, wrapping his arms tightly around you, caging you in a warm embrace and nuzzling his cheek into yours

“who needs a hoodie when they’ve got a junnie??!?!” (˃̵ᴗ˂̵ ๑)

how could anyone stay mad when a cutie like renjun just curls himself around you and pulls you flush against himself, wrapping his limbs around you and peppering kisses everywhere in reach

you’re basically purring in content at this how could you not 」(￣▽￣」)

depending on how tired the both of you are, you might qualify for a good ol’ nap cuddled up against renjun 

but don’t let this fool you

you AIN’T gona catch him making the same mistake again

he’s asking you first about absolutely anything

“no renjun, i don’t need the last of your toilet paper, why do you even- you know what, don’t answer that, just go take a shit in peace” Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

Lee Jeno

we all know jeno is too much of a sweetheart to say ‘no’ (๑′ᴗ‵๑)

he might be freezing himself and he’d still give his hoodie away to the first person who asks learn how to say NO kids

so now you’re both freezing and on top of everything you’re upset too

that’s a DOUBLE KILL for sweet babie jeno (๑◕︵◕๑)

“babe i’m sorry how was i supposed to know you don’t like them??”

“it’s not even that, jeno, you’re literally shivering!! why would you give it if you’re cold too?”

and that’s when jeno’s bf sathelit sprung into action

“wait... ‘too’?? are you cold, my baby??!??!?” (ʘᗩʘ’)

“no, wait, i mean yes, but that’s not-”

“i’ll be back in a second” he isn’t even kidding

he comes back with a blanket AND heating pads (that he doesn’t miss a second to clutch to your cheeks and then coo at your fish face)

“where did you get these from?” *suspicious*

he tells you he borrowed stole them from hyuck by politely asking for them threatening with a flex of his arm while eye smiling the entire time hyuck stood no chance ( ⚆ ᴗ ⚆ ) *nervous chuckle*

but jeno allows you no debating time before he wraps you in the blanket like a lil cutie patootie WARM burrito and leaves a *smooch* to your forehead ( ˘ ³˘)♥

you can spend an eternity arguing with him that you should take turns since he’s cold too, he isn’t taking ANY OF IT

his bubs isn’t allowed to be cold and he wants you to forget about who he lent his hoodie to too

the only way you can get him to relent is refusing to stay cocooned in it

“y/n, wear it or you’ll catch a cold!!” ( •̀ω•́ )σ

“sorry to burst your bubble, but you can and will catch a cold too!!”

that’s how you found yourself sandwiched between jeno’s arms, suffocating from both his bodt warmth and the blanket enveloping THE BOTH of you

best sauna would 110% recommend ୧( ⁼̴̶̤̀ω⁼̴̶̤́ )૭

Lee Donghyuck

my man here knows EXACTLY what he’s doing once *that person* asks him for his hoodie with a flirty smile

he lends it over with that shit eating grin but not without watching from the corner of his eye as you deflated like a loney baloney ( ◞᷄દ◟᷅ )

pretends to not notice your pout and lack of answers to his remarks

“y/n, wanna order chinese tonight?”

sweet, but not on my watch asshole *silence* (˵¯͒⌢͗¯͒˵)

“i’ll take that as a yes, i’ve been craving some seaweed soup”

*eye twitch*

‘fine u lil booger two can play at this game’ (•̀o•́)ง

you leave the room and return... wrapped up in MARK’S sweater and plop down back next to hyuck proudly (ฅ⁍̴̀◊⁍̴́)

he tenses up and turns to you

“y/n” ooooh damn you’re in deep shit

*you bat your eyelashes innocently* “yes my dear?”

“you stink, can you move further away?”

you... did not... JUST HEAR THAT??!?!!? (ﾉꐦ ⊙曲ఠ)ﾉ彡┻━┻

but you get up and walk with your tail between your legs to the other side of the room and curl up in a ball of failure

you both do your own things insilence until-

*sniffle* *hiccup* *SNIFFLE*

“y/n?” *silence*”baby??” *hiccup*

oh no oh no NO NO, hyuck’s baby ain’t crying on his watch (╯’□’)╯

he DASHES to your side and envelops you in his arms while cooing apologies and sweet nothings in your ear

“come on baby, you know i didn’t mean it, i just want your attention and your attention only and i only meant that mark’s hoodie stinks, never you, you’re my baby, you can’t-” ヾ( •́д•̀ ;)ﾉ

and then your shoulders start shaking and hyuck starts to actually worry until your sobs turn into... giggles?? hold up, WHAT??

he turns you around just to see you in a fit of giggles, the only tears present are the ones building up in your eyes from laughter

“oh you think you’re smart, don’t you??” (⁎⁍̴̀﹃ ⁍̴́⁎)♡

ATTACC OF TICKLES FOR YOU

Na Jaemin

another sweetheart tbh who wouldnt be able to refuse out of courtesy

but he just KNOWS he fcked up the moment you turn away when he leans in to kiss you (︶︹︺) ╯ ( ് દ ് )

but he ain’t giving up so easily

no matter how upset you are, depriving him of his dose of kisses? federal crime!!!! CRUELTY!!!!!!! ╰[ ಠ Ĺ̯ಠ]╯

so he keeps on pushing his affections on you

a clutching back hug, a rushed kiss wherever he is able to land it considering your struggle to avoid him, a nuzzle against your cheek, a pinch to your cheeks, a failed attempt to lockyour hands together

my man here tries not to show disappointment whenever you succesfully escape his ♡ 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 ♡   

jaemin, grumbling: “you and jisungie, a couple of hooligans, i’ll leave you on the welcome mat tonight for this” (҂⌣̀_⌣́) he won’t he loves you too much, he can’t fall asleep if he’s not 110% sure you’re well fed and happy

but he still babies you to no end

“come on my baby, what should i do so you forgive me hm?”( *¯ ³¯*)♡

you, an entire baby: *huff* “so now you care huh? go ask or no, go TAKE CARE of [redacted]” 

jaemin’s last braincell performing swan lake on thin ice male version 2020 be like ₍₍ ◝( ･’ω’･ )◟ ⁾⁾

so he sighs and leaves the room

so NOW you’re worrying that mayyyybe you pushed him a bit too far

but before you even get the chance to walk down the hallway in your mighty search for your boyfriend, everything suddenly goes black

no you didn’t pass out or did you

jaemin just creeped up on you and ENGULFED you in a blanket hug for which he DEFINITELY didn’t run a marathon to buy༼つ ் ▽ ் ༽つ

when you finally manage to worm your head out of the fluffy cocoon he engulfed you in, your words were still muffled

“nana?? how did you even-???”

he just hugs you tighter and cuts off your questions

“shhh, all that matters is that you are ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE and i am maybe perhaps forgiven??”�� ◕ ‿ ◕ 

how could you ever refuse this precious soul

Zhong Chenle

so i can see one(1) scenario in which he would lend his hoodie to someone he SPECIFICALLY knows you don’t fancy

if you had a let’s say disagreement before and we all know he can be PETTY big time sooo basically he’d do it just to spite you ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

and the lil shiz looks SO PROUD of himself

but you’re not letting the brat win we ain’t no losers _へ__(‾◡◝ )>

so you just creep up behind him and stick your glacier hands up his shirt and rest them on his warm back

when i’m telling you he broke the record for the highest jump and most likely shattered any windows in the vicinity ༻(〃ຶ⌂〃ຶ)

“y/n!!!! keep your ice cubes to yourself!!”

“but i’m cold”

“your cold, your problem”

“watch me say the same thing when jaemin’s chasing you around with a wooden ruler” （；¬＿¬)

things settle down after that

or so he thought!!!!! (งಠل͜ಠ)ง never let your guard down lele sigh

another sneak attack to make sure chenle gets a SOUR taste of absolutely pure pettiness so he gets sick of it himself lol

this time a bitch ain’t joking

you shove your entire head under his shirt and then slither yourself so the top of your head pops out of chenle’s shirt collar let’s hope chenle made the wise choice of wearing a loose shirt so you both won’t suffocate

so you just blink up at him like (◕ᴥ◕)

and chenle is shrieking the entire time sigh

and while you’re too cute for him, its not exactly comfortable for either of you so he pats your head and begs asks you to get out of his shirt(?)

“am i getting your hoodie then?”

“i can’t just barge in and ask for it back”

“alright them i’m suffocating you FUN” (╯✧∇✧)╯

“i’m buying you an entire store of hoodies, JUST GET.OUT!!!”(;≧皿≦）

you have to restrain him for actually going on a shopping spree cuz he LOVES spoiling you but he pays in cuddles while you’re snuggling in your favourite hoodie of his

Park Jisung

confused babie /(@ﾟﾍﾟ@) a mood 

he probably lent his hoodie cause he was too shy to refuse and didn’t even know you don’t like the person he gave it to

and then he’s clueless when you’re pouty ｢(ﾟ<ﾟ)ﾞ??

jisung: “do you want some water??”

you: *grumbling visibly upset* ( ｰ̀εｰ́ )

jisung, at a safe distance away from you, scratching his head, rethinking life choices: “...okay, maybe not. how about choco milk?”

he keeps an eye on you but other than that he’s LOST lol

that’s when the ✨𝓱𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓼✨ kick in

emergency contact momma jaemin is the first person jisung calls once he escaped to the ‘bathroom’

“jisung, you know i love you, BUT ARE YOU DUMB?? HOW COULD YOU- blahblahblah” my man is listening to an entire rant about how to treat your partner well 101 (۶* ‘ꆚ’)۶”

now that he knows the theory, he needs the practice

but you might already worry that he fell in the toilet with how long he’s been gone for god forbid you fall into that dark void

so he calls chenle

“chenle, i’m treating you to hotpot if you bring me a blanket or hoodie in less than 5 minutes”

“add in some steak and it’s a deal” ( ✧≖ ͜ʖ≖)

“i’m so selling your soul for a piece of gum, FINE!! just be quick!!”

THIS BOI RIGHT HERE!! A TREASURE!!!! he would step on his honour just to make sure his bubs is hapyy ˭̡̞(◞⁎˃ᆺ˂)◞*✰

so after he excuses himself again to retrieve the blanket from chenle

he BURRITO WRAPS you in it and then sits down next to your confused but undeniably happy form and pats your head nervously while he rambles you’re still his most sought after for of comfort no matter what

“i’m sorry for being a bad boyfriend, i should have realized you’d be cold too and that i should always put you first and i-”

you cut him off with a chaste kiss to his cheek which definetely doesn’t leave him speechless and tomato red in the cheeks (๑♡⌓♡๑)

“it’s okay, i was just being dramatic, you should always put yourself first tho, okay baby??”

baby is malfunctioning but he still nods mindlessly and kisses your cheek back ( ᵅั ᴈ ᵅั;)

[lordabovehelpme]

Kissing Din Djarin Headcanons

Request: Hi! Do u think you could do a Kisses with Din HC for your Days Filled with Love series? I love it so much it’s so amazing!😍😘

A/n: So, I got really carried away with this. Thank you dear anon for blessing me with this ask, becuase it’s making my heart go all mushy. I hope you enjoy it! 

This goes along with my Days Filled with Love Series. It can be read by itself, but I 10/10 recommend reading it. :) You can find the first part here. 

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In the morning, when the light filters through the window and before the kids wake up, he’ll offer you sweet lazy kisses.

His eyes stay closed but his lips slowly trail across your face. Hands will trace your curves and lightly pull at the flesh. No words are uttered… no words are needed. Just the soft gentle nips and presses of your lovers lips.

Until finally the world beckons the two of you to rise and with his rough voice, husky from sleep, he’ll say, “good morning, cyar’ika.”

As the day goes on, you are no longer offered these light kisses, but rather ones of thankfulness and gratitude.

Like when the kids fill the table and wait patiently for breakfast, he’ll walk up behind you and grab your hips. Making the two of you sway, he’ll press a peck to your cheek before going to sit himself. The small kisses convey his appreciation of how well you care for his family and for him.

One day he had told you how his own father would do the same to his mother. It was once his favorite part of the day, because it showed him that he was in a family made of love, not necessity like some of his old friends. Also that he wants his own children to see that their parents love each other more than they could ever understand.

There's the kisses that he greets you with. Whether they’re the soft press of his covered forehead to your own or the soft ones he’ll press to your skin when he’s at home, you always know they mean hello. 

If you’re sat down nursing one of the twins, he’ll press a firm peck to your forehead. Or if you’re trying to catch a nap, he’ll just lightly kiss your cheek, not wanting to wake you.

The saddest though, are the ones he gives you just before he leaves. Your heads pressed together and his hands hold you close to him, never wanting to let go. When your lips meet, they meet in sorrow and zeal, promising you that he’ll return. He has to literally rip himself from your kiss and walk away, because if he doesn't he knows he’ll never leave.

But then… then there are the jealous possessive kisses. Kisses where he no less than demands your breath. 

One hand holds the back of your neck, not allowing you to escape while the other holds his helmet up just enough to press his lips to your own. If you’re alone he’ll use that hand to rip his helmet from his head and slip under your shirt.

He’ll growl and mumble, sending the vibrations up and down your spine. “You’re mine.” Pulling your bottom lip with his teeth and tugging. “You’re my wife.” It’s sloppy but, maker is it mind numbing.

Leaving your mouth, he’ll attach to your neck. Sucking and biting until bruises start to form for everyone to see. “Di’kut thinks he can have you.” It’s like his mind is foggy with want, no thought other than you being his. Even when you assure him you’re all his, he’ll still make sure you have at least two new bruises on your neck.

When he finally calms down he just offers you a sly smirk. He’ll chuckle at the way your eyes stay shut and your breath comes out ragged, new blues and reds blossoming on your skin.

However some nights, he needs you to kiss him. Nights where he wakes up in a cold sweat. Nights where the screams of his parents and old friends play over and over again in his head. Nights where warm salty tears run down his cheeks.

You hold him close to you and press kiss after kiss to his face, reminding him that he’s safe, that he’s alright, that he’s here. His hands will grip at the back of your shirt while hiccups fall from his throat. “Shhh,” you’ll coo, “it’s okay, we’re all here.” Rubbing his tense shoulders and rigid back, you’ll pour your love into his very soul.

Singing it like a praise you chant, “I love you,” over and over again even when he assures you he’s fine. He’ll just tuck himself into your neck and breath in your scent. He always said that your smell was what calmed him after a long day.

It’s hard to decide and choose, but your most favorite kisses are the ones you share when the two of you are entangled together. Passionate nights where he conveys his love to you in the most physical form. The two of you conjoined as his mouth moves along your own. Sometimes, he’ll just hold one of your lips between his own, reminding himself that you’re real.

Your foreheads will rest against each other, skin almost stuck with your sweat, but you love it. He’ll just hover, breathing each other's air. It’s intimate and raw. He’s not even surprised when water falls from your eyes, already knowing it’s from happiness and joy. He’ll kiss your tears away and make your body ignite with pleasure.

“You’re too good for me. I could never even begin to tell you how much I love you cyare.”

Yes, those are your favorite. The ones that portray such tender feelings. The ones that assure you you’re loved. The ones he only saves for you.

Because at the end of the day, it’s not just any kisses, it’s his kisses and you could never ask for more.

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Okay, so now I want someone to come kiss me like this stupid tin can. I love him way too much for it to be healthy. 

Anways, as always, feedback is appreciated. 

Love you all, Lordy :) 

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[whumperooni]

Hawks would encourage you to dye your hair the same color as his, so people will mistake u as siblings and he can have fun calling you imouto in public and then enjoy the shock in their faces when he pulls you into a kiss

This is 🧡🧡🧡🧡

How does it feel to be so big brained nonny? 🧡 🧡 🧡 🧡 

tw faux incest, exhibitionism, embarrassment, inappropriate pda/dirty talk

Oh, when he first suggested it you thought it was a good idea- you've always liked his hair color and you agreed with him when he said it would look good on you.

It did look good on you- enough so that you were happy to show it off when he suggested a date later.

You put on something nice and had a nice night on the town. When you got home, that's when the first comment comes-

“Hey, we kinda look like we’re brother and sister now!”

You laugh it off and you two joke about it a little as you wind down with some booze and silly teasing.

You don’t expect the joking to continue once he starts touching you, but you’re a little too tipsy at that point to do more than whine out a “Keigo, don’t be a perv!” whenever he nips at your ear and murmurs to let Keigo-nii take care of you.

It’s shameful, but you get worked up from it- you come later on with Keigo rutting into you and a mewl of “nii-chan” slipping from your lips.

Neither of you mention it in the morning and that’s okay with you- it’s so embarrassing to think about and you don’t want to be teased or looked at in disgust by your loving boyfriend.

You don’t say anything and you go about your day and, after a while, you forget about it.

Or, you would have forgotten about it if Keigo didn’t bring it up later while taking you out for lunch.

It’s when you’re waiting in line for some takeout- surrounded by a small crowd and your boyfriend hugging you loosely with his arms wrapped around your shoulders and his chin resting on your head. He’s playing with your hair, wrapping it around his finger idly, and it’s nice, relaxing- even if the crowd and the wait is starting to get on your nerves.

“This is takin’ forever.”

You hum in agreement and he huffs a little, holds you closer when the person in front of you backs toward you a bit. His head ducks closer to your ear and you blink whenever he noses against it, blush a little when he tells you,

“I’d rather be home eating you out.”

It’s quiet enough that no one around can hear, but you still fluster at it- huff and turn your head to give him a scandalized little look.

“Keigo, we’re in public,” you scold. Your boyfriend eating you out does sound nice, though, and you bite your lip before lowering your voice and whispering, “but we can do that later.”

You get a grin thrown your way and you huff fondly over it, smile at him in return. Keigo curls a lock of hair tighter around his finger and you hum whenever he presses a kiss to your lips, smile bigger whenever he parts from it.

Your smile falls whenever his grin flicks into a smirk, whenever he strokes along your jawline with a finger from his free hand and says- loud enough for the people nearby to hear-

“I’m looking forward to it, sis.”

Your eyes widen and you immediately feel the stare of those around you, hear scandalized whispers start up.

“Didn’t he just-”

“They can’t really be-”

“But, their hair- they look alike! They could be-”

Horror fills you and your cheeks burn, the world shakes in disbelief.

(And, even worse, there’s a sinful, taboo pulse that runs through you- a dark and honeyed throb that makes you want to die on the spot and whimper, press against your horrible boyfriend.)

“Kei- Keigo!”

“You’re so cute, sis,” Keigo laughs- smirking at your flushed face and the way your fingers grip onto him in embarrassment. “What a sweet imouto I have.”

He kisses you again, smothering your squeak, and you almost melt to the floor as you struggle against shameful desire and the embarrassment of having to hear the shocked gasps and furious whispers going off around you.

The man in front of you walks off. The couple behind you leave as well. The people standing to the side waiting for their food stare you down.

Nothing is said to either of you, but everyone’s eyes are on you both- they watch the way Keigo tucks hair behind your ear and they watch the way he tucks you close under his arm. You whimper from the attention and your humiliation and your need and Keigo chuckles at it, holds you tighter to keep you from squirming away.

“You should see the looks on their faces,” he murmurs to you. “They can’t stop staring.”

“Keigo-”

“Shhh,” he hums, rubbing your shoulder and letting you hide your face against him- nice now that he’s done teasing you. “I was just havin’ fun. And you liked it last night.”

You swear your face is going to burst into flames. You whine- not even trying to hide it- and he chuckles again, tilts your head up and presses another kiss to your lips, gets more gasps and furious whispers buzzing.

“I liked it too,” he whispers- eyes half-shut and grin lazy, and knee knockingly hot in its hunger. “So don’t get embarrassed, yeah? Have fun with it.”

“Keigo, I can’t-”

“Shh, be good for your nii-san.”

That is said loud enough so the others can hear and you whimper whenever he kisses you- deeper than before, definitely not appropriate for public even without the taboo role play.

You fall against him, unable to resist him and your shameful desire, and you flush darker than ever before as he pulls back, feel a pulse down low when someone hisses out “disgusting” behind you.

It is disgusting.

...but it’s hot too.

You bite your lip- lashes lowered, fingers curled in the fabric of your boyfriend’s shirt- and you shudder with forbidden pleasure as Keigo strokes your hair encouragingly.

“I...yes...yes, nii-san.”

His lips turn wicked in approval and you bury your head against him again whenever his feathers puff up in delight, whenever he presses against you and you feel his cock hard in his pants.

“Good girl.”

The whispered praise soothes your embarrassment, just a little, and you let out a soft noise when he pulls you forward in the line.

“I think I’ll get the yakisoba,” he says cheerfully, so easily amused by the wide eyes of the cashier and the shocked gapes from the other customers. “What do you want, sis?”

You mumble something random and Keigo orders it for you, pays and shuffles you to the side with him so you can wait.

“This’ll be good,” he hums out. “But you’ll taste even better.”

You can feel the person next to you recoil and embarrassment flutters through you, your thighs press tighter against one another as a pulse of desire throbs through you.

“I...I can’t wait, nii-san.”

Keigo grins and you get a kiss to your hair, his hand wandering down low to give your hip a squeeze.

And you let it all happen- eyes shut and need rising in you, shame and pleasure twining through you.

Keigo probably planned this whenever he suggested you dye your hair. You should be more upset, maybe.

But it...it’s...it’s hot.

You flush at your taboo desire and you nestle closer to your boyfriend- your “nii-san.”

Later will be fun...and maybe you’ll let him do this again sometime...

Maybe.

The two of you wait and you let Keigo idly grope you while people stare, you think of how you’re going to get on your knees for your nii-san later.

[soudam-appreciation]

Study... date?

Gundam sighed, shrugging his overweight backpack over his shoulder. He had not planned for today to become a social one, though he supposed it was not quite unwelcome. The mortal known as Kazuichi, Tamer of Automatons, had requested his presence here, though for precisely what ritual, Gundam did not know.

Kazuichi leaned back in his chair and rested his legs atop of the table as he inhaled the overwhelming (and honestly, kinda gross) scent of old and new books as he waited for Gundam to hurry the fuck up and get to the library, because he really didn’t have all day. 

He perked up, though, when he saw a small flash of purple and black move by one of the bookshelves he sat next to. Souda stood, waving his hands frantically in an attempt to catch the goth boy’s attention, not wanting to call out and cause more of a scene than the literal highlighter waving his hands sporadically like he was at a concert.

The neon blur tugged at Gundam’s peripheral, and he crossed his arms before him. Facing the boy, he began a usual greeting. “At last, you have been found. Do you not fear this meeting, Fool?” His voice boomed and echoed through the stacks, inciting an annoyed rustle and collective whisper.

Kazuichi’s eyes went wide as he started rapidly shushing him, because if him basically jumping up and down trying to get Gundam to notice him didn’t draw attention to the two, Gundam basically shouting definitely did. Speaking as softly as he could considering how badly his heart rate spiked, he tried to get him to quiet down.

“D-dude! Shut- shut the- Don’t! Stop fuckin’....fuckin’ screaming like that! Jesus! Shudda’...shut the- shut the fuck up! Shhh!” 

Recollection of the location at hand hit Gundam with a hell-strength impact. Clearing his throat, he hurriedly glanced around, mumbling fractured apologies for his forgetfulness. If there was one thing that would make even the Dark Overlord himself bow, it would be intense embarrassment as a direct result of his own foolishness- not that he would even say such a thing. To allow enemies access to his weakness?! Preposterous. He whispered a short apology to Souda as well, for the mortal seemed far more distraught than he. 

Souda groaned softly, rubbing his face with his hands for a few moments before bouncing back almost as fast, a lazy grin plastered across his face. That didn’t stop the drop of malice and embarrassment showing through in his cheerful voice as he pushed out a chair next to the one he was leaning on before to invite Gundam to sit with him. 

There were a lot of books, papers, pens and one lone computer scattered across the table. Souda easily pushed these aside as he sat down to take a sip of his…something. 

Gundam followed suit, dropping his bag on the floor beside him as he took his seat. He was not entirely sure what they were to do on this day, although crawling deep underground was an option he prayed upon. Unzipping his backpack as soundlessly as he could, he retrieved a notepad and slid a simple message to his companion.

What, pray tell, have you summoned me for?

Kazuichi read it over before snatching the notepad from Gundam’s hand, as well as the fancy pen he had (despite there being many writing utensils of his own he could’ve used, he honestly just wanted to be a bit of a dick to his past rival). He scrawled something quickly on it and slid it back nervously, despite there being no teachers nor rules against slipping each other notes. 

ok, well, i asked u 2 come here bc i am fucking failing math and biology and there r these 2 tests cming up i need u 2 help me study for. i thought u’d know a lot abt biology and u seem smart ig so-

He ripped another blank note out to write on more.

-so i thought u could help with, math too. hinata won’t help me he’s mad i spilt monster on his laptop still even though that was a whole day ago :(

The writing was barely legible and Kazuichi seemed to shorten words as best as he could, since he also wrote very large on the small sheet of paper. He slid the second note to Tanaka for him to read.

Squinting, Gundam managed to make out Souda’s print. He sighed, briefly wondering how incompetent Souda actually was, and where to even begin studying. Retrieving his pen, albeit a bit forcefully, he turned to a new page and began his transmission.

Where should we begin? Is there a specific field in which you have little expertise?

As Souda read over the note in the pretty cursive handwriting, he let out a small giggle. He couldn’t help it, reading Gundam’s dumbass Overlord-victorian speak was somehow funnier than hearing it out loud. Snatching the pen and paper back, he started writing.

uh um well i never ever got algebra the little letters always confused me and in biology kind of everything. man i’m not good with that kinda shit like u i’ve seen ur grades you don’t know how 2 whisper when ur flaunting them to sonia lol

Gundham’s ears got hot, and he fidgeted with the end of his scarf. Grabbing his pen, he scribbled out, I do no such thing. I simply share because I am asked, that should be a simple concept to grasp. His scrawl was messier, his haste blurring his senses. Deep breaths stilled his hostility, and he turned to a new page.

So shall we begin with variables, then? You may need to work exceptionally hard to recall these, as no doubt it will be of importance. 

Once again, Kazuichi laughed as he watched Gundam get a little pissed at the Sonia comment. Even when they were slowly getting closer, messing with the guy still yielded hilarious results.

come on man!!!! why r u getting so pissy i’m just teasing u. u know i know that u know we aren’t rivals anymore so calm down!!!!! >:3

anyways uhh ya sure we can start w, variables ig. i don’t remember a lot of this stupid ass math lingo so ur gonna need to remind me some of it.

Variables are those “little letters” you spoke of. If something I mention confuses you, alert me at once. 

Gundam chose to ignore all of Souda’s previous statement, focusing instead on the task at hand. There did not seem a logical reason to become so frustrated when Souda spoke of her. So why did it ignite a hellfire in his chest? 

He shook off the thought, selecting a standard textbook from his oversized backpack and placing it on the table with a thunk. Opening to a page about Variables, the most annoying of unknowns, he slid the book across for Souda’s viewing ease. 

We should begin here, page 28. Do you have a journal for notes?

yeah that’s fine also do u mind me keeping our notes or atleast yours please plz plsssss

Sure enough, the smaller boy was already making a pile of the discarded notes they had forgotten about. Mostly Gundams. It was the only neat thing on the table thus far.

Sighing again, Gundam ceded. He had no use for them, anyway. It caught his attention as slightly strange, but he chose to pay it no mind. Scratching out what information he could on such a small surface, he quickly realized that simply would not work. He slid a mostly-empty notebook from his bag and selected a blank page to share with Souda. It wasn’t as if he really needed the pages in this notebook either, so he added a small note at the top offering the torn-out pages for outside studying.

Souda took the page and studied it, before brightly grinning up at Gundam and quickly nodding. This was fancy shit, definitely not something extremely expensive (he knew Gundam definitely wouldn’t dare share that kind of paper, seeing the small slightly-faded stains of car oil on his hands that he just couldn’t scrub out) but Souda probably wouldn’t be buying these things, especially for every class, without at least a week of ramen dinners to make up for the waste of money working at his Dads mechanic shop.

Souda suddenly realized that ‘fancy shit’ to a slightly broke kid like him was definitely not ‘fancy shit’ to Gundam “I don’t know how to dress casually Ever” Tanaka.

Gundam continued to script line after line, attempting to explain these subjects in terms Souda would understand. The look in Souda’s eyes gnawed at him, such excitement on display over some math notes. He wasn’t certain what rubbed him wrong about it, so he brushed it aside. Reaching the bottom of the page, he printed a small question. 

Do you still understand thus far?

Souda finally grabbed one of his own pens that lay discarded on the table instead of stealing Gundams.

yeah i get it u explain it a lot better than the teachers or chiaki despite ur little demon talk r whatever lol. chiaki use to help me like all the time but she kept falling asleep on me we never got anything done

Reading Souda’s message tempted laughter, and Gundam bit his cheek to silence it. Nodding sagely, he scrawled, As likely as you are to bend truths pertaining to women, this account does seem trustworthy. He knew just as well as anyone how exhausted Chiaki constantly seemed. 

Tugging the newly completed page from its binds, Gundam offered it to Souda as well. 

Souda looked almost offended by the note (he still took it, because of course he did) and hastily scribbled another and shoved it in Gundams chest with a grin.

WOW DICK i’m not gonna go after every girl that falls asleep on me!!! sonia hasn’t fallen asleep on me yet and you know!!!!! >:(((((( 

Gundam stiffened, bandaged hand safely out of sight under the table. If it had been visible, Souda would have a clear view of numb fingers folding against his palm before stretching into claws, over and over. Another deep breath was necessitated by his pounding heart, and he stilled his mind. There was no reason for this feeling. What possible purpose could this rush of adrenaline serve? Certainly nothing pertaining to math. He cleared his throat again, which ended up sounding a bit more like a growl, and took up his pen.

You say “yet”, as if there is even the slightest chance of such an occurrence in the future. This, I do know. A smug smirk crossed his face, daring to settle on his lips.

Souda pouted as he read the note, a somehow adorable sight as he quickly snagged Gundams pen again (once again ignoring his own) and scrawled something on a new note and shoved it back to him. 

nuh-uh! u don’t know shit. unless u can see the future!!! tell me tell me tell me. maybe ur freaky demon shit is real after all ANYWAYS do i end up w miss sonia plz please tell me??!?? :3

Gundam tasted blood as he bit his lip hard. Why was Souda so insistent on her? No, he knew why. She was aesthetically pleasing to someone like him. This was not new information, but it still irked Gundam like hell. He pursed his lips. The last thing he was going to do was tell Souda his pathetic simpering dreams would come true in the end. Or perhaps, the last thing he wanted would be to admit to Souda that he cannot truly see the future? Grumbling, he snatched his pen back and tapped it against his knuckles. Neither option was preferred, though one was a clear admission of weakness…

He settled on a third choice. Of course not. I know precisely who you shall fall for in the end, although I cannot tell you. That is the Law of Causality.

actually it’s the law of cASSuaslity because ur an asshole who the fuck cares why can’t u just tell me!!! if i don’t get with miss sonia or whatever u say i don’t even know if i completely believe ur bonkers shit why can’t u just tell me their name or anything i just!!! want a hint. please 

Kazuichi’s handwriting grew sloppier as he grew more desperate. Why the fuck was Gundam hiding it? It’s not like he’s gonna get suspended for some random ‘law’ or whatever he probably made up. He didn’t even know what the word Causality meant but it sounded exactly like a freaky word Gundam would say.

All I may tell you is that… Gundam paused, wiggling his pen between thumb and forefinger to come up with an excuse. …you have likely already made their acquaintance. All trace of smugness had dropped from his features, now replaced with stale indifference. He locked his worry deep in his chest, buried it. The last thing he needed was Souda to call him out on such a ridiculously big lie.

Souda didn’t know why, but he grinned at that. He grinned at a lot of dumb shit, and Gundam telling him some vague dumbass answer like that was apparently dumb enough to get on his list of Dumb Shit That Made Him Grin. He flicked Gundams note into his ever growing pile and chugged the rest of his drink, his eyes blown wide with the sudden rush of, apparently, sugar. He tapped the textbook again, trying to remind them both to stay on task. His hands were starting to shake too much from the sugar high to make writing any good.

Gundam nodded. They needed to focus on the task at hand.. Which was math. Boring math. Another sigh settled in his chest, and he thought fleetingly on how he would much rather talk about silly magic business. Shaking dramatically dual-toned hair from his eyes, he set to scribbling some more numbers. Stupid, boring numbers. 

Kazuichi watched with interest as Gundam quickly drew out complex strings of numbers and occasional letters. However, his mind quickly drifted as well as his eyes. Higher and higher until he was watching Gundam’s facial expressions shift as he tried to help Souda. How he bit his lip as he hesitated before continuing to keep writing, how his eyes narrowed, Souda half-mindedly thought of how pretty Tanaka’s eyes were, he could get lost in them if he really wanted to, and he did. So he simply tuned out the sound of pen against pencil, rustling of paper and the occasional whisper between others in the library and just stared into his eyes.

Sliding another page across the table, Gundam glanced up at Souda’s face, before they quickly flicked away. On the quickly growing list of things he did Not Want to happen today, was for Souda to catch him staring. Or- he paused. To catch… Souda staring? He didn’t want to look again, even if he was right, but the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as if he could feel Souda’s gaze. Ears growing red, he scripted a small note back, faltering slightly as nerves made his fingers stiff. 

Do you still understand well enough?

Kazuichi’s gaze didn’t move until he finally noticed Gundam actually wrote words down. He did a double take back at his face before he picked up his pen, his cheeks heating up. Shit, did Gundam catch him looking? His hands trembled slightly from the sugar and caffeine as he scribbled on the paper.

yeah i understand completely ur a good teacher  i already said that didn’t i sorry

He slid the note over, now doing his best to keep his eyes on the table and not on Gundam.

Do not fret, I am pleased you understand. 

Clearing his throat as quietly as he could, he returned to numbers. Gundam really tried to focus, he did. But he couldn’t stop his mind from wandering… Muscle memory served him well, and he continued to write, but his mind’s eye strayed from questioning Souda’s gaze, to wondering why keeping their notes tidy was so important, to the way Souda tapped his fingers on the desk ever so slightly, the sugar and caffeine running rampant through his veins. It soon became impossible to focus, and he started mixing up numbers and crossing them out. He shook his head, hard, mumbling apologies for scrambling up his figures. 

Kazuichi easily picked up Gundams distraction and yanked an empty note from him to write on.

do u wanna stop for today

He slid it over, giving Gundam a small smile as he did. He wasn’t unfamiliar with his brain getting jumbled and melting into mush and before he knew it, the day was over and he hadn’t got shit done. So he didn’t mind giving up for today, starting again tomorrow or next week. He just liked being with Gundam, kinda. As weird as that was. 

Gundam nodded. 

My sincerest apologies, I seem to have lost my senses…

What the hell had gotten into him? This was highly unusual for him. Gundam mumbled another quiet sorry, sliding the incomplete and jumbled page across to Kazuichi just in case he needed it anyway. 

Souda tidied everything up on the desk, sliding his books, computer and the notes into his black backpack. As he stood, he bounced on his heels, the caffeine suddenly taking full effect as he finally got out of the chair and could move around to his heart's desire. He slid his backpack over one of his shoulders and didn’t hesitate to start playing with one of the enamel pins of a vocaloid character that hung from the zipper, needing something to occupy his hands with.

Gundam stood as well, fumbling as he slipped the last notebook into his bag. Offering a hand, he gestured towards the door. He whispered, “Shall we meet again tomorrow, then? I swear I shall do better at my job.” 

Kazuichi laughed softly at that, nodding. His hands fiddled with his jumpsuit pockets as he made his way over to Tanaka, a small bounce in his step. He would definitely blame that and what he did next on the overload of caffeine in his system the next day. He put his hands on Gundams shoulders, slightly dragging him down as he stood on his tippy-toes, kissing him sweetly on the lips before he was already skipping towards the door, waving him bye as he exited, most likely to his dorm on campus.

Blood froze in his veins. Gundam’s heart pounded, throbbing in his ears. His face was beyond red, and his stiffened fingers twitched in surprise. Mouth opening and closing like a fish, he could not even will his feet to carry him after the boy. What… What just… happened? His mind felt as slow and sluggish as if it was buffering through a torrented movie file. 

Finally gathering enough control of his own limbs, he pulled himself through the door. He wanted desperately to give chase, to pull Souda into his arms and kiss him back, but he knew there was no possible way he would keep his courage. So he settled, simply deciding upon returning to his own abode. He would have to speak to Souda at their meeting tomorrow. Just thinking about it gave him… butterflies? Oh dear, what an unpleasant sensation.

. . .

Thank you @kazudam for writing with me! This was so much fun, and something I’ve always wanted to do :’) 

[l1ttlecreatures]

owen harper’s badges

i was struggling looking for places to get owen’s badges (and just find out what the badges actually were tbh) so now that i have finished im gna share my knowledge with u all 

if i missed any lmk and ill add them<33

lets start off easy dkjfh

red che guevara badge

this is a pretty common find

very easy to find ; ‘che guevara badge’ in ebay or etsy would do the trick

here is one: Che Guevara BUTTON PIN BADGE 25mm 1 INCH Political Student Cuba Face Revolution | eBay

uk subs badge

i love this band i will not lie 10/10 recommend

the photos we have of this are unclear - the badge looks mottled, like it could be khaki coloured in some photos, but there are no signs of badges like this online, so we could say its one of the more common black badges, but vintage, and has been weathered with time ? which honestly it looks more black in some shots than green

looking at different listings it does look like they fade to be greeny but i do not know

i dont have anything else to suggest so im going to blame it on weird lighting in the hub and move on

the plain black one is a common badge, one of the first things to come up when you type in ‘uk subs badge’ online (here is one for ur convenience UK Subs - Name Button Badge (rockbymail.com))

che guevara pop art badge (srry for lq image)

this one took me a while to find, but thats only because i made a spelling mistake and didnt realise for ages

id say its a pretty common badge, but it is out of stock everywhere- i put my email in on the site though so ill update the post if it comes back in stock (this site- Button, badge CHE GUEVARA - pop art | Tips for original gifts (ukposters.co.uk))

i managed to get one off of ebay, through a one-off auction, i dont imagine itd be too rare for that to happen again so just keep an eye out

manufactured by pyramid international, but is not on their site

8 ball badge

theres a lot of similar badges out there, and getting one slightly different probably wouldnt hurt that much

i managed to find an exact dupe on ebay (id drop the link but i got the last one)

this is a similar one: 8 Ball Pool 1 Inch / 25mm Pin Button Badge Black Snooker Billiards Hustler Fun | eBay

u can characterise it by the artificial reflection spot

crass anarchy and peace badge

to get an exact dupe of this badge would be pretty hard- i cant find a place that makes them with the red like owen’s instead of the black

because of this, im assuming that owen’s badge is a genuine one

if you want an exact one then keep ur eyes peeled on the likes of ebay, depop, etsy, etc one will turn up eventually

if ur lazy then a safe bet is probably just to get one made, or deal with it being a different colour (heres a link to one of those Crass - Anarchy & Peace - Button Badge - 25mm Punk Badges, Fridge Magnet Option | eBay)

john lennon badge

just a badge with john lennon on i found it pretty easily

John Lennon LP Cover badge Official Merchandise | eBay

siouxsie sioux badge

another punk icon i love siouxsie so much

this one took me FOREVER to find and it was so worth it i actually think its sick

this is the site i got mine from;

Siouxsie & the Banshees - Underwear Button Badge (rockbymail.com)

the clash badge

again... adore this band

i got the first one i saw on ebay, from this seller: THE CLASH Button Badge UK Punk Rock Band - London Calling, Combat Rock 25mm Pin | eBay, there is one left and i cant find another (red) for sale at the moment

there are a lot of similar looking badges out there, namely the same badge but with black text instead of red, which would work just fine (THE CLASH Button Badge - UK Punk Rock Band London Calling, Combat Rock 25mm Pin | eBay)

sex pistols im a mess badge

owen has good taste in bands

this one is pretty simple to find!! (was nice to have an easy one for a change)

owens looks to be light brown with blue text in some photos and then just look b+w in others; ur call

heres a link but if you look it up then youre almost guaranteed to find one

sex pistols im a mess | eBay

circle-a badge

kind of just ur bog standard circle a

if u want the exact badge then heres the link but ngl noones going to tell the difference between it and any other

Punk Rock Anarchy Symbol 25mm Button Badge (thevinylfrontierbarry.com)

i got my eight ball and sex and drugs and rock n roll badge (below) from the same ebay seller and they included a free one, and i love them for it

sex n drugs n rock n roll badge

pretty standard tbh

theres a few on ebay but if u google it then theres loads!!!

you didnt need me to tell u this

here is one: SEx n Drugs N rock n Roll 1 inch 25mm Button Pin Badge Punk Skin | eBay

and here is a holographic one because who does not enjoy a holographic badge SEx n Drugs N rock n Roll 1 inch 25mm Prism Button Pin Badge Punk Skin | eBay

yellow and black tongue stick out badge

this was one that i really had trouble with for some reason like i just could not find an exact match

i found a glittery one which honestly was very exciting for me

if you know where to get this badge pls hmu !!

manic street preachers badge

again, this is one i was unable to locate, unfortunately

this one was really bugging me so i made a post in forum to try and locate it, but i still came up empty handed. i think the best bet would be to get one custom made.

the text appears to be the logo on the front of their first studio album, generation terrorists (1992). i recommend btw. 

like the last one, if u have any info on where to get one of these then hmu !! ill add it 

sex pistols rock n roll swindle badge 

this badge had me confused for a while ngl

for a while i was sure that it was a different band and spent uh. quite a while looking for a badge that matched that description and then i checked my list again and i had a lightbulb moment where i realised that there were two sex pistols badges and id only done one (i may be stupid)

not that this realisation changed much as i still wasnt able to track one down anywhere

i played around in some editing software and made a (pretty bad but shhh) template thingy? which u can use to get ur own badge printed somewhere idk 

onto the final badge (thats if i didnt forget one)

go deh badge

original badge manufactured by london based brand better badges (known for being one of the biggest exporters of punk badges in the 70s and 80s)

i cant find a place to recover one of these badges - i can only find two pictures of it online (that arent torchwood screenshots)

your best bet would to be get one made i reckon

i also made a template thingy for this one in case u wanted to get ur own printed. the font i used was futura condensed bold in case u wanted to do ur own (instead of using my ugly little attempt)

bonus: the frankenstein patch 

Curse Of Frankenstein Sew On Patch Hammer Horror Film Movie | Etsy

dont think i missed any but in case i did then let me know!!! ill try my best to find them 

thank u for reading hope i helped ! <333

when i was identifying some of his badges this post by scarecrowprops on ig really helped (https://www.instagram.com/p/CLuW01IjliB/) nd also this post (https://iant0jones.tumblr.com/post/141100170804/owens-badges-on-his-lab-coat/amp) 

[same-snake-different-skin]

this is not my idea btw xD how would the bois react to us being a mythical creature headcannons?(Illy is gonna go feral i can tell omg)

I hope you've realised that you've released the beast.

And it wasn't your idea? That is a first ansnsnknh, also each boi will just have a specific one bc I'm lazy and incoherent and ill so yeet

Dark

At first he's just like "what the actual fuck?" but as he figures it out he's like "oh, so you're a mythical creature? Well, you're not so mythical now."

You met when he decided to go out on a walk once, and he saw a light and went towards it.

You were there, obviously, perched in the branch of a tree, and you both freeze upon seeing each other.

Next thing Dark knows, there's a talon around his torso and he's up in the air.

He takes a moment to figure out what you are, but when he does, he freaks out slightly, because oh fuck, he's midair, and probably about to fall to his death.

Not that it hasn't happened before.

When you realise that he's not even struggling, you stop, midair, and just hover there, staring at him in confusion.

He's not even scared?

You decide to fly down and just put him back down, and when you do, he's immediately circling you, curious.

"You're absolutely stunning."

And then you reveal to him that you're human, too.

He's taken aback, but not too much.

Consider him hooked.

For now, let just assume that you're a Phoenix, reborn from the ashes of those once lost.

He would understand that.

Dark would know what it's like to die and then come back again, right? Of course he would.

He finds comfort in knowing that he's not the only one who had to suffer something like that.

So. Much. Respect.

Seriously this boy has so much respect for you, and not just because you could incinerate him within seconds.

His body is kinda cold all the time, for reasons, and you're literally a loving heater so he probably cuddles you more often than not. Don't tell the others that, though.

He. Loves. Your. Wings.

If it weren't for the fact that they were too hot to touch, he'd run his hands through the feathers.

On the occasion that you do just decide to go full Phoenix, he's in awe.

Literally, you're a giant flaming bird, you're immortal, and you could set fire to anything at any given moment, if you wanted too.

He's even a little bit scared, though he knows you wouldn't hurt him.

He hopes.

Yancy

He'd always wondered why there was a giant block of the prison that nobody but Murderslaughter was allowed in.

So, one night he snuck in, only to be met by a torrent of water.

He dives behind a pillar, and then pokes his head out, to see two glowing eyes, burning blue, peering out at him from the dark.

And then he panics, because WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

Help him.

When he calms down, he looks out again, and slowly steps from behind the pillar, and forwards, into...water?

The following growl would scare the living daylights out of him, because he can't see a thing but the eyes, which are following his every movement.

He fumbles around for a light switch and finally finds one and turns it one.

The space illuminates, and yep, there you are. An absolutely furious Sea Serpent of some type, absolutely furious. Not to mention you're chained up.

Yancy freezes, and then you realise that oh shit he's not gonna hurt me

And so you calm down, and instead of growling, make a noise that sounds like soft clicking.

He sees the chains, and frowns, obviously confused, and sets to work on picking the locks that hold them in place.

You calmly watch him while he works, admittedly admiring him.

He's very cute

When the chains are finally loose, you shake them off, and curl around Yancy, looking into his eyes. He looks a bit scared, but then you're suddenly human, with your arms around him.

He's shook.

Help him.

He helps sneak you out of the prison, and then you come back every third Sunday for visitation.

He's in love. Help him.

The poor baby is absolutely smitten with you.

Please just kiss him.

And so you do.

You're both instantly deemed cutest couple by all the inmates.

You may or may not have decided to get arrested just so you could be with him all the time oops

He's honoured that such an amazing being like you would want to stay with him.

Sometimes you'll both sneak out of prison and you'll take him down to the nearest body of water, which is a very large and secluded lake.

He loves to just admire you while you play about in the water, chirping happily.

Let. Him. Stroke. Your. Scales.

It'll make him happy.

Illinois

He's on an adventure, the usual, but this time he'd ventured into a mountain range and he'd found a 'temple' type place.

Illy, being the idiot he is, went in, taking now notice of the scorch marks on the walls and floor.

Then he sees the diamond on a pedestal. He can't help but dive forwards to get it, and then a cage drops down on him, and a h u g e shadow covers the ground.

He can hear wing beats, but he's a little too scared to look.

Then there's a thump, as something hits the ground. Then the cage is being lifted. And then there's a hot gust of air around him, and he finally peeks, finding himself eye to eye with a dragon.

Well, fuck.

He kinda just stares, and you stare back.

Staring contest to assert dominance? Yup.

You win, obviously, and he hold the diamond out, admittedly too scared to try and keep it.

However, you're much more mesmerized by the guy in front of you.

Illy can't help but notice that your hide is littered with scars, and he assumes that other people have found you before, and obviously knew about you.

He scowls slightly at that, and risks moving closer. You jerk backwards, roaring, and he's on the ground, having stumbled backwards.

He's not one to give up though, and your eyes are way too human for you to just be a dragon. He tries again, this time mumbling that he won't hurt you, and you let him, watching his every move, barbed tail at the ready, and a blast of fire gathered, which is given away by the smoke leaking from the your bared teeth.

He keeps his word, though, and just looks at the scars, amazed.

Then he notices the skeleton in the corner of the room

No comment

He decides to hang about for a while and when you finally trust him enough, you let it be shown that, hey, he was right, you are too human just to be a dragon.

He's shocked, but instantly amazed.

"You are much more interesting than that diamond, Love."

Ah, he's flirting already.

It may be working.

Anyways, time skip.

You two are feral.

He's also pretty feral for you but that's for another time.

You've got sharp teeth and he loves that but shhh

He treats you like royalty, and you treat him like the most precious thing you've ever seen.

Which he is.

That may be the Dragon Instincts™ talking, though.

You. Go. On. Adventures. Together.

You can also fucking demolish anyone who tries to hurt you two on adventures too, so there's that.

In conclusion? Power duo.

Actor Mark

He kinda just...finds you on the manor grounds one day.

He knows a lot about mythology so he instantly figures out what you are.

What, exactly, are you?

A griffin.

The second you see him, you've got him pinned against the ground, sharp beak ready to tear him to shreds if need be.

The idiot isn't afraid, though, and he just reaches up and gently pets your feathers

You instantly just melt, and start cawing softly, which he finds adorable.

The caretaker comes across you two, and is a little bewildered to find that the resident Griffin is actually just a giant cat that craves attention.

Welp

You can bet that when h realises that you're strong enough to carry his weight, he'll want a ride.

Not. Like. That.

He just wants to see the world from above.

Seriously why would anyone say no?

He's absolutely ecstatic when he finds that you're human as well.

Cue him giving you all sorts of gifts.

You name it, he'll get it.

He knows that Griffins have a thing for hoarding things and he's all to happy to cater to that.

Even though you tell him not too.

He does it anyway.

Expect a lot of pampering.

He. Loves. You.

Love him, please.

First kiss? Probably after he gave you something a little too valuable.

At first you were a little annoyed but eventually you just gave in and kissed him senseless.

Gosh, I would do the same, if I could.

Wilford

I am running out of creatures ok.

He's just casually hopping dimensions, cause he can, and then he finds you.

At first he's like "is that a fucking fish??"

No, it's you! And you're a Siren, not a fish.

Well, half fish, half human, who can blame him.

You're sleeping and he's very lucky because if you aren't he might be dead by now.

And then the dumbass wakes you up.

Good going, Wil.

Your tail is quickly no longer a tail, and you've got him underwater before he can realise what's actually going on.

Cue Wilford pulling out his gun.

You shriek, and swim down before he can fire it.

Wil. You scared them.

You come back up soon enough, having decided that he's not worth the risk.

He's sat at the edge of the lake, and he sees you come up a few metres away

He waves, and you wave back to entertain him.

T i m e S k i p ?

You're now inseparable. Wilford literally forced the other egos to help him install a giant pool, as lake-like as possible, for you.

Obviously you're glad.

The others are a bit confused as to why Wil decided to just...date a Siren.

Singing him to sleep? Yes. Please.

Oh, the possibilities.

Damien

At this point I've run out of creatures so kaboom you're a Peryton, a Deer with the wings of a Bird

He's just walking out in the woods one night when he sees a deer, with two blobs on it's back.

He decides to go closer to check the deer out, and upon seeing you properly, he gasps.

This causes you to look at him, and freeze like a deer in headlights (ha!)

He edges closer, slowly, making soft clicking noises as he goes.

You continue to watch, sensing that he's got no malice about him, and let him come close enough.

He's got no idea what you are, but he's amazed anyways.

He reaches out and gently begins to pet your wings.

It's very nice.

Eventually he has to leave, but you don't want him too so bam, human time.

He's. Shook.

He doesn't know how to respond.

Congrats, you've broken him.

He decides to let you stay the night at his, though.

It takes him a while to get used to you but when he does, he becomes a bean.

Absolutely adorable, Damien is.

If he ever cooks food for you both, remind him that you physically cannot eat meat.

Please, he's trying his best.

God he's so soft.

[spazzbunn]

A Special Day

The daylight was starting to lose its shine. With afternoon starting to go into evening. Throughout the day, two mammals were spending their time together. Going to places, hanging out, basically being sweet to each other. It was Katrice Russets and Spazzie Warren. Katrice was in her casual white and green dress and Spazzie wearing his shorts and gray hoodie. Katrice was full of smiles and giggles on this day. But something about the day seemed off to her. Granted, the day itself was fantastic. They went to her favorite restaurant, Spazzie getting his red panda her favorite snacks and sweets, even giving her affection and cuddles in most of the time. Something was definitely off with Spazzie. But nothing seemed serious. Whenever she would ask, he would say he is just happy. Happy to be around her and being by her side. Katrice would smile and let him do what he wants to do on their long date. Although patterns started to emerge. He ordered the same food in their first date, they went to the place where Spazzie gave her roses in a bouquet, now it looks like they are going to the park. The simple yet always fun to go to park where they take the Kit Kats since it was close. Yet it was also the first time Katrice and Spazzie had met there. Now Katrice seemed to want to question her bunny. As they make it to the park, Katrice stops him as she then gave a soft smile. “Spazzie. This date has been going pretty well. I feel like we almost explored the whole utopia by now.” She chuckles softly as so does he. “Well, I wanted to make this date memorable. You know?” Spazz says with his red panda girlfriend agreeing, having fun to spend time with her bunny. Then she rubbed her arm slightly, to show she had a curious question but didn’t want to seem odd. “Hey umm. I was wondering about something. But I feel like I am just overlooking at things.” “No no please. Ask away.” The bunny insisted as the red panda took a breath and asked away what she wanted to say. “Well, I noticed we have been going to places that I remembered pretty well.” She blushed softly as her cheeks were red. “You know, mostly where we went on our dates over the years.” Spazzie didn’t have the look of weirdness or oddness on his face. Rather a shocked and impressed look. “Wow. You remember all of that?” “Well duh. I always cherish our time together. Always have, always will.” The two laugh softly to each other as the rabbit sighs intently with him rubbing the back of head. He seemed nervous with the hint of anxiousness appearing. He looked shy honestly. Back how he used to be before all those years ago, back when he was a young adult. Back when he spent some years with her just as best friends. The memories still were in Katrice’s head. He coughed and took a heavy breath. “Ok..so I-I ummm...I just want to say something but uhh..” Spazzie looked as if he was going to sweat bullets. “You ok?” Katrice said sweetly to him as she reached over and held his paw. “It’s ok. You can tell me anything.” That pawholding, it somehow made the rabbit feel more at ease as he looked into her lovely enchanting eyes and nodded softly. “Ok...you know, I never told you this but...but I almost gave up on love.” He felt sick saying that. Saying how it was all true. His past relationships were awful. Causing him stress, causing him to worry and have trust issues. Even so far as to be evil and wicked, something he wasn’t. All of his love lives, heartbreak and torment to his heart and mind. He felt like one more heartbreak would kill him. He wanted to give up. “I wanted to give up. But…” “But then I came in to your life?” Katrice knew the answer as the brown bunny proved her right with a ‘yes’. “You just...you are different, you know? You’re smart, you have good will, you were shy like I was. It felt...it felt like I had to give you a chance. Because you could have helped me.” Spazzie rubbed his thumbs on the top of her paws. “And you did...and I wanted to give you so much as a thank you for helping me.” Katrice could do nothing but smile. Deep down she was screaming of joy from his kind words. She never thought that she would someone from pain. Yet she was. And he was right in front of her, being by her side. “I’m always thankful of you being yourself. I don’t want anything but you.” Spazzie kept going, those of hers being his way to be full of courage. “When we first met. I never thought I would fall for you. We would become just buddies. But then...the more times we spoke to each other, we hung out, we talked about everything from our lives...I felt...I felt my heart pounding hard from hearing your voice. Your singing and your plans of what to do. Our talks...I felt so happy.” The red panda just stood there, having her cheeks flushed red from never knowing that. Yes, she did know he had a huge crush on her, but never knew all of this. It was stunning her that she was knowing all of this now from him. “You just are like a perfect angel. A beautiful red and white striped angel who blesses my soul and my heart with love and wholesomeness and happiness every single day.” She felt his words were tugging her heart strings as she felt it pounding hard. Her grip softly tighten from wanting to hear more of his words. “Pardon my french, but I sure as hell was very nervous to tell you my feelings.” Spazzie said with Katrice softly chuckling. “Yeah. I know that.” Katrice assured. “You wanted to tell me because you were afraid of losing me, but were afraid it was too soon.” “Which is why I did so much. I mean, a job, getting tons of cash, a car for one thing! I did all of this for you. All of that was to impress you since I wanted to show I was serious in loving you.” Spazzie felt his eyes water. He meant it all. He did get a life. A job. A car. A house. All of this. Because of her. Because he did in fact loved her with every fiber in his being. “S...Spazzie..I-I-I never knew you did that..and all for me?” Katrice felt in awe. She never knew how much she really changed his world. He nodded and smiled. “When I first had my crush on you, I had to get a job. To show I can work hard. To get cash so I can provide for you and give you anything your heart desires. To get a house so I can show I can keep you safe and warm. I didn’t want to be some lazy bum and be a bane on your existence. I-I just..” Spazzie felt his tears flowing down as he hugs his girlfriend tightly, softly sobbing. Katrice graciously hugs him back to try to comfort him. “I didn’t want to lose you...I wanted to show that I did care for you and I did love you.” “Shhh...Spazzie...calm down” Katrice whispers softly into his ear as he felt his back getting rubbed by her paw. “I know you loved me. But the reason I said yes was not because you had a money, had a house for me to crash in, and a car to drive me around.” She slowly pulls him off so he can look at her. Her smile being his weakness. “I said yes because of how nice you are to me. How you always stuck up for me. Giving me ideas of what to do, on my work, on my life. You always were there for me. To keep my spirits up and to make sure I wasn’t worried...you were always there to keep my smile and hopes up.” Spazzie wiped his eyes. “I did all of those because I wanted to hear your adorable laughter all the time. To see that smile of yours. To hear your happy voice without fear, doubt, or worry in your tone.” He was able to get a small giggle coming out of her lips. “Katrice...I wanted to show that I wasn’t going to be like the other mammals that hurt you. I would never be mean, be calling you names, be gross and insult you. I ain’t like that.” “I know you ain’t Spazzie.” She bends slightly down since she was a bit taller than him to softly kisses his cheek in her efforts to keep him calm and to prevent his tears from shedding more. “I said yes, because I loved you. I loved you for the same reason you loved me. We both keep each other happy and we are good mammals that never want to harm and only to love our mates.” Katrice planted another kiss on his other cheek. “And...I want to thank you...for being a great friend to me...and also for being so thoughtful and so sweet to me. I don’t deserve so much kindness and love that you give me.” Spazzie went into his defensive mode from that. “You do though. Because you are the best mammal ever. You never bring anyone down. You always keep me going. You deserve everything...especially a good boyfriend that would never use you, that would never harm you, that would always be there and make sure you are ok every single day. Katrice...you are so damn perfect I just...I thought I would never feel real love...uh, sorry. Swear.” Katrice felt her smile growing again. Her heart pounding and feeling so much full of life. She couldn’t explain it. Just she felt her tail wag ever so much. “I...I am glad I found you. Because I do love you. For the inside of you. Full of love and goodness. That is all I needed to feel when I wanted a relationship. I’m glad I found you.” “I’m glad too. All of these years. They are the best.” He slowly pulls off, gently letting go of her paws as he coughed and wipes his eyes to get the tears out of his eyes. “Ok..so...I was going to do this but I got so emotional.” “Heh. What was you going to do?” Katrice questions nicely with her bunny having to tap his foot fast as he was nervous until he did a quick breath. “Ok ok! So. I...I wanted to say that the years of us together, I loved them all. You always were there for me as I was for you. We kept out hearts connected in a chain to make our love stronger. We are different. You being into your liking, and me being into mine. I play video games and you ride those...death coasters...but we always try what we like.” Spazzie kept going as Katrice just smiled away. Loving the little speech he was giving out to his pumpkin spice raccoon love. “So Katrice...I want to keep going. I want to keep showing that I do love you...and I forever want to be your Hershy Kiss.” He gets on one knee. That move made Katrice’s eyes slowly rise up. He reached into his jacket pocket with him having a small box in his paw. “Katrice Russets. I want to ask the most important question. More important than my question to ask you out on a date.” He opened the top. Showing inside a beautiful ring that was shiny silver with the diamond having a sparkle to it. Katrice could see her reflection on it. “Katrice...will...will you marry me?” No words were given. She gasped and fell onto her knees. Her eyes watering, her smile being shown, her pupils seeming dilated. The bunny knew right away what the answer was. “Yes! Yes of course! I will marry you!” Katrice was shouting it to the world by now. She hugged Spazzie tight as he holds her close and the two start nuzzling and cuddling on each other. Feeling like the two were going to cry happily. Throughout her years she never thought she would make it like this. To have a boyfriend who loves her and cares for her every step of the way. To be with someone she truly loved and who loved her the same. To have a wedding with the mammal she cared about and loved. Spazzie was the same way. He thought love was fake. It was evil. It would always break your heart. But the day he met Katrice, he felt slowly, in time, his heart wanted one chance. So with hesitation, he letted his heart follow this one chance. And now, he feels free. He feels like himself. He feels happy for once. Because he had Katrice, and she had Spazzie. Today truly was a special day. (Katrice Russets belongs to @msitubeatz) (ALSO Kazzie is a wholesome/joke ship)

[waitingissuchpain]

In Consult - Chapter 1

Characters: Jungkook, IU, OC, Lisa

Genre: Slowburn, Office!AU, Angst, Fluff, Mentions of Smut

Pairings: Jungkook x Y/N, Jungkook x IU

Chapter 2

Plot: Eri Kim. A 20-year old fresh graduate who got accepted into her first job as a process executive. Once she was introduced to the production floor, there she met Yukio Mita. A tenured agent who was assigned to help the new hires out, including herself. Slowly as time goes by, Eri found herself being attracted to Yukio. Seems harmless right? That’s when she realizes Yukio has a girlfriend. Would she continue on with her feelings or should she back off?

It’s been a few months since I graduated from college. Already a few months since I’ve been doing nothing in life - I can now be officially called a house potato. Or maybe a pig since I’ve been eating non-stop. I haven’t been visited by the God of cleaning since my room looks like a pig’s den. I should really clean up before my grandmother nags me to death again. 

I finally get up from my bed as I start picking up the pieces of papers scattered everywhere in the room, after I blast on some music from my phone. Throwing them into the plastic bag I went and stole from my aunt’s room as I sit back down onto the bed, throwing my clothes onto it as they pile up into a big hill. Why do I own so many clothes but never find the ones I want to wear? Sighing I start to sort them out one by one, folding them neatly as I set them into one orderly pile inside my wardrobe. Smiling proudly at the small percentage of cleanliness in my room as I look towards my phone from the sudden ‘ding.’ 

“Aren’t you looking for a job? We have an opening here if you want to apply.” My aunt told me in messenger as I plopped back down onto the bed, humming at the thought. Maybe it’s time I get up and look for a job, earn some cash for the boys I’ve always wanted to see. 

“Really? Can I bring my friend with me?” 

“Sure! Just tell me both your Emails and you can come anytime and start the application.” 

Perfect timing. From what I remember, Hisa’s mom has been bugging her to look for a job here before she can live in Japan. 

“BOO! I got news, wanna come with me to apply for a new job? 😜” I say as I messaged her, laying back down onto the bed as I take a “short break” from “cleaning.”

“Fine. So I can finally tell my mom I tried to find a job. I wanna leave this country so bad.” Typical Hisa.

“Yeah yeah. So, Tuesday? See you?” 

“Yep. I’ll sleep over your place the night before and the night after.”

“K. See u” I say as i toss my phone away, looking around the evident mess still around the room. “I’m too lazy for this fuck it.” 

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Throwing my stuff onto the floor as I sigh, jumping onto my bed as I groan. “God I really hope we get in this one, I badly need money to support my fangirling needs.” I say as I grab my phone to scroll onto my social media accounts to keep me distracted. Even though it’s about 1 in the morning. 

“If we get in, we get in. If not…. Then Lord God please give this to us.” Hisa mumbles out as she sits onto the extra bed, already fixing her overnight stuff out as she gets ready to take a shower. 

“I mean, for you it’s fine if you don’t. At Least you have a backup plan, living in Japan with your family. I, for one, really want this job.” I whine out as I curl up into a ball, still scrolling through facebook as I grin. “You think I can find a boyfriend when we start working?” I ask as I chuckle shaking my head at the thought. 

“Girl, better pray you get in before asking for the impossible.” Hisa hisses out as she grins teasingly, earning a side eye from me as I sit up from the bed. “Go and shower you stinky mushroom.” 

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It’s the next day, Hisa already went home by herself and I’m here staring at my phone waiting for the final interview phone call from the company. 

“3:15pm...they said they’d call by 3:00pm..” I mumble to myself as I pout, already thinking of the worst as I roam my vision around my room, biting onto my lower lip nervously as I decide to message Hisa and ask if she received any call yet. 

“Do you think we failed? Like… Are they not gonna call us anymore is this the end? :(“ 

“Shhh. they said we had potential.. I’m sure they’ll call just, give it some more time.” Hisa says as I start to play with my fingers while anxiously waiting for the call. It was when I thought they really wouldn’t call back when my phone started ringing. Picking it up after the third ring as I stand up suddenly. “Hello? Yes? Yes it’s me.” I say while panting, grinning as I get the jitters running down my spine once more as the interview continues on. 

“Yes.. Yes thank you so much sir.” I say as I end the call. The interview went well - well at least to me. A few seconds after it sank into my head I decided to write to Hisa, telling her how my interview went. “God, I was so nervous, He even asked if it was a good time to call since I was panting…. But it went well overall. They’re gonna call you soon. Tell me how it goes! God I hope we get this both.” I say as I see Hisa typing, then disappearing. Hm, they must’ve called her already.

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“Thanks for your time, Erina. We’ll text you the results within the week.”

It’s only been a day, but I’m anxious. My aunt said that it usually takes less than 24 hours for them to respond if you’re in the company or if you got rejected. God, why am I so nervous? 

Walking downstairs with my phone in my hand as I sit onto the chair, opening the TV to distract myself for some time, Hisa floods my messages. 

“Hisa sent a photo.” 

“OH.MY.GOD.”

“HoLY shIT.”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

“I’M IN BITCH.”

Fuck, she got in. She got accepted. Holy fuck. 

“SHIT BIH, CONGRATS.”

“I still haven’t received mine..”

“:(“

“Shhh, maybe you just gotta find the right spot there. We both know how much of an igloo your house is. Find some signal!” Hisa says as I start losing hope. Leaning against the window as I lay my phone right beside it, refreshing it every second just in case it was coming in late. Sigh. I decide to open up the messages app hoping and praying I got a message that just didn’t notify me. 

“Diagonally: Hello! Please be advised that you have cleared the hiring process and you are now good for job offer. You are scheduled for Offer letter signing on (July 26, friday) at 11:00 AM. Proceed at 2nd flr Technology Hub Tower 4, Mckinley Hills. Don’t forget to bring a valid ID and a Pen. For confirmation, reply with your full name. -Talent Acquisition.”

Holy Fuck. I got in. I’m hired. HOLY FUCK.

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Two months ago, all I wanted was a job. Two months ago, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Two months ago, I didn’t knew he existed. That was two months ago. 

[beca-mitchell]

#35 for the prompt ask pls! hope u had a nice night out w ur friends!

the adventures of unpacking (1/1)

summary: Beca and Chloe are moving in together. Aubrey, Amy, and Chloe’s parents are helping them on move-in day.

word count: 2.5k

fulfilled for prompt 35: “well this is awkward”

Beca is content.

Beca is content at the moment because there are few things in this world that amuse her more than Aubrey attempting to do something and failing. It’s all in good fun though. She loves Aubrey and has grown to love Aubrey through everything. She stops unpacking for a moment, tilting her head as she looks out into the living room from her vantage point in the kitchen. Aubrey is staring at the pile of unassembled furniture around her, looking like she was the hurricane that swept through the living room.

Currently, the only pieces of usable furniture available are the couch and the coffee table and the couch came assembled. The coffee table was a gift from Chloe’s parents and Beca got the wonderful show of watching Chloe’s arms flex thanks to her sleeveless shirt as she carried the table into the apartment.

“What are you doing?” Chloe asks, holding a small mountain of bowls. Beca blinks and quickly takes the top of half of the bowls in fear that Chloe might drop them.

Quickly putting the bowls on the appropriate shelf, she turns back to Chloe. “I’m watching Aubrey struggle at IKEA furniture. This is like a NatGeo special.”

“You’re so mean,” Chloe says with amusement coloring her tone. She tapers off into a giggle and turns back to their mountain of boxes.

“It’s not mean!” Beca exclaims. “I just…love it when Aubrey sucks at something,“ Beca whispers.

Despite herself, Chloe grins at her before looking over her shoulder at Aubrey – her best friend – and she can’t help but laugh because Beca is right. Chloe had been content living with Aubrey for the past five years, but she has grown to know a lot about Aubrey’s capabilities. While generally able to do nearly anything she set her mind to, Aubrey really did struggle with putting furniture together.

Amy emerges from the bathroom wearing elbow-length rubber gloves and carrying a bucket of cleaning supplies.

“Did you finish cleaning the bathroom already?” Aubrey asks, standing up and wiping the sweat from her brow.

Amy’s eyebrows rise. “No, I thought you were going to do it.”

“Then why are you just carrying the cleaning supplies around?”

Beca laughs softly while slicing through the tape of another box. Chloe nudges her with her elbow, but Beca catches the equally amused smile on her face.

“Shhh,” Chloe hushes, nodding towards where Aubrey is standing right in the middle of a pile of wood and nails, looking nowhere near done with the shelf. Beca watches Aubrey fiddle with two pieces that aren’t supposed to go together at all before she huffs in frustration – in a way only Aubrey can – and throws it into another pile of growing pieces.

Amy wanders over to them, sitting at the kitchen table.

“Who gave her that job in the first place?” Chloe asks when Amy sits down. “I already told you that Aubrey didn’t know how to put shit together, but neither of you believed me.”

“Uh, pretty sure she gave herself that job,” Amy points out, while Beca nods in agreement.

“Are either of you going to help her?”

She receives two simultaneous head shakes in the negative.

Chloe snorts and puts down the dishware she had been wiping down. “Lazy,” she murmurs. She moves around Beca, but not before holding her waist and kissing her messily on the cheek. “I’ll be back.”

Amy gracefully waits until Chloe is out of earshot before she snickers. “You two are disgusting.”

Beca flushes. “We’re not. You’re just terrible.”

They watch as Chloe tentatively steps into the living room, asking if Aubrey wants some help. It startles her concentration and she drops the plank she had been holding, causing it crash against the floor.

Beca snorts, unable to stop herself while Amy quickly covers her own mouth. Aubrey’s eyes swivel towards them quickly, forcing them to busy themselves with their own work while Chloe’s calming tone washes over them all.

Beca has to admit that watching Chloe placate a frustrated Aubrey is an adorable sight. Like a soft puppy trying to cheer up a pricklier, moodier, larger puppy.

“I’m going to help Chloe,” Beca says. “Are you okay in here by yourself?”

“Of course,” Amy responds, looking mildly offended. “I don’t need supervision.”

Beca decides not to grace that with a response and quickly makes her way out of the kitchen. She was just excited to move in with her girlfriend. She should have expected that their friends would only bring chaos and drama.

She wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Hey,” she greets. “I thought I’d come help you,” Beca says to Chloe. Chloe smiles gratefully while Aubrey’s eyes narrow even further.

“If you don’t want my help, Beca, I can easily leave.”

Beca’s eyes widen, both in amusement and surprise. “Of course I want your help. Just - unpack in the kitchen while I help Chloe.”

Instead of acquiescing, Aubrey scoffs. “As if you’re going to get any work done. You two are insatiable.”

Chloe snickers while Beca gawks. “We’re not going to…what the fuck? Chloe’s parents are here. Why would we-?”

“She wasn’t talking about sex, babe,” Chloe says once she recovers.

Aubrey looks mildly nauseous. “I simply meant that you two are always flirting with each other.”

“Then why not just say that?” Beca mutters.

Aubrey dusts her hands off on her pants. “At least I won’t have to listen to the two of you having sex anymore,” Aubrey mutters pointing between Beca and Chloe. “You two are not quiet.”

Beca would laugh because Aubrey’s expression is hilarious, but Chloe’s father chooses that moment to walk in balancing a box of pizza and a six-pack of Sprite. The brief silence that follows is only saved by Chloe being completely unphased and leaping up to help her father with his purchases.

“I thought you guys would like some snacks,” Henry Beale says lightly, though Beca can feel his eyes trained on the back of her neck. “Some sustenance for all the hard work you’re doing.“

Chloe smiles and squeezes his arm. “Thank you.”

“Well, that was awkward,” Aubrey says, smirking at Beca once Henry turns the corner to find his wife. She flips open the box that Chloe sets on the coffee table – the only current available surface in the apartment.

“That wasn’t awkward. You’re just making it awkward. He knows we have sex,” Beca says boldly – bolder than she feels, anyway.

Amy grins – a grin that Beca catches the moment she comes into the living room and Beca feels her heart sink. “Does he know you have sex loudly though?”

Beca ends up being the only one not laughing.

It’s not her fault that her girlfriend is ridiculously good in bed. She’s not going to apologize for that.

Thankfully, Chloe settles on the ground next to her and tilts her head for a quick kiss. “You have nothing to embarrassed about, Bec.”

If possible, Beca turns as red as the pepperoni on the pizza. She quickly ducks her head and focuses on eating, as opposed to the sound of her friends laughing around her.

Aubrey laughs, but Beca thinks privately that Aubrey has nothing to laugh at. It was usually Aubrey’s fault that she tended to be home at all whenever Chloe and Beca made it specifically clear that they would be around.

"Oh, I’m not” Beca finally says, clearing her throat. “Besides, it’s not like Aubrey didn’t bring home people too while we were there. Remember that guy from the bar? Or that assistant from my record label party?”

“Nice,” Amy says, raising her hand to high-five Aubrey. It is not well-received.

Beca has to laugh at that. She can’t resist at the sight of Aubrey’s wide eyes and reddened cheeks.

"Leave her alone, you two,” Chloe says from where she’s distributing slices of pizza across newly cleaned plates. Chloe is bent over the coffee table and Beca is momentarily distracted by the clear line of sight down Chloe’s tank top, but refocuses when she catches Aubrey standing up a little taller and trying not to smirk at Beca when Chloe defends her. “As somebody who lived with Aubrey, she was always way more cheerful when she got laid,” Chloe continues nonchalantly.

“I love you,” Beca says. “Have I mentioned that lately?”

Chloe grins. “No, but feel free to tell me again.”

“Christ,” Aubrey mutters. She softens momentarily. “I’m going to miss living with you, Chloe.”

Chloe’s eyes shine with emotion. “Oh Aubrey. Of course I’m going to miss living with you! All those late nights, watching TV, listening to our favorite songs-”

Aubrey nods somberly. “And gossiping about Beca.”

Amy snickers. “Oh yeah, I remember that.”

Beca chokes. “Gossiping about who?”

Chloe rolls her eyes. “Come on. I had to talk to somebody about…” She hesitates. “Everything.”

Beca swallows at the tight feeling in her chest. She reaches out to hold the back of Chloe’s neck. “I’m still really sorry about everything, you know that right?”

The journey to finally getting together and being in a committed, healthy relationship was long and painful on multiple fronts. Beca is embarrassed by the thought and memory sometimes, but she’s just so thankful to finally have Chloe.

If only she had acted sooner.

For once, Aubrey doesn’t gag or tease them. She just leans against the back of the couch and smiles with tenderness and affection. “I’m so happy for the both of you, really.”

Chloe reaches out to tangle her fingers with Beca. She smiles at their two friends before focusing back on Beca. “I’m happy too. Like you wouldn’t believe.”

In general, it all goes well for the next couple of hours. Beca and Chloe manage to get their shelf up and their DVDs organized. They’re in the middle of plugging in their home system and TV when Aubrey shrieks so loudly that Beca hits her head on the wooden paneling of their TV’s shelving.

“Fuck!”

Chloe looks equally startled but quickly reaches out to touch Beca’s forehead. “Are you okay? What the hell was that?” she asks, standing and extending her hand for Beca to take.

“I bet Amy broke something,” Beca says lightly. She’s mostly joking, but she regrets it the moment Chloe’s eyes widen and she looks genuinely afraid. “Wait, no-”

“Not my mugs!”

“I was joking! I’m sure everything’s fine, Chlo,” Beca says quickly, following her girlfriend into the kitchen.

It’s Beca’s fault, really. She doesn’t realize what’s going on until it’s too late.

“What’s wrong?” Chloe asks, not realizing what Aubrey is holding in her hand.

“I found your toys,” Aubrey hisses.

Beca is exhausted and not completely functioning at a hundred percent capacity, which is how she later rationalizes her next words. “What toys? We don’t have children.”

It’s meant to be a joke, but her joke tapers off into a choked sound the moment she sees what’s actually in Aubrey’s hand.

Aubrey is holding their very purple, very distinct dildo.

Scratch that. Scratch everything.

Beca wants to sink into the floor and never return. She wonders if it’s too much to hope that she hit her head hard enough earlier and she’s already dead.

“No. Your toys,” Aubrey responds.

“What are you doing?” Chloe asks in confusion. “Why do you have that?”

“This is yours,” Aubrey says, her voice a higher pitch than usual.

“I know it’s mine,” Chloe says calmly, like she’s talking about a coffee machine and not one of their sex toys. “Why do you have it?”

“What the fuck? Why are you so calm?” Beca asks, once she finds her voice.

“Why was it in the kitchenware box?” Aubrey demands.

Amy is surprisingly silent, but when Beca’s eyes swivel to her, she notes that Amy is watching with rapt attention. Fantastic.

Chloe’s eyes widen in recognition and just when Beca thinks it couldn’t get worse, Chloe’s parents walk into the kitchen, looking concerned.

Of course, Aubrey’s shriek of doom was what brought Chloe’s parents rushing back into the kitchen. Beca watches this all happen in slow-motion. Aubrey is gesturing wildly with their obnoxiously purple dildo. Beca half expects her to pull out their harness too, but she figures Chloe probably packed that with their toiletries, because why not?

Her life is over anyway.

“We heard screaming. Is everybody…” Chloe’s mother trails off at the sight.

Beca’s sure that this must look amusing as hell – four women in the kitchen while one wields a purple dildo in some kind of fucked up face-off. She’d laugh if she weren’t the owner of said dildo.

“Is everybody okay?” Sandra asks hesitantly.

Chloe reacts first, finally a hint of a blush shining on her cheeks. It’s nothing compared to the fire Beca feels in her own face though. “It’s fine. I just forgot I put this in here.”

“Why the fuck would you put it with our kitchenware?”

“Because I thought it’d be us unpacking it!” Chloe responds, as if it’s the most natural response. “I forgot.”

“That’s not an explanation!”

Aubrey still looks nauseous, but seems to have realized that her audience is now two people larger. “Oh. Well, this is aw-”

“Don’t even say it,” Beca mutters. “I swear to God, Aubrey.”

Chloe doesn’t even look horrified. Just mildly embarrassed. Beca envies her. “I thought it might be…obvious if we put it with our bedroom stuff.” She rolls her eyes. “Don’t worry, it’s clean.”

Beca thinks that’s the least of their concerns at the moment.

“So, do you wear it…or,” Amy directs at Beca. “Is it mainly Chloe?”

Beca’s brain plays cruel jokes on her regularly, so she chooses that moment to look up and directly at Chloe’s father.

An apology dies on her lips.

She can never face Chloe’s parents again.

Later - much later once Beca has recovered, she looks up from the last of the kitchen boxes. She sees Chloe and Aubrey standing on the balcony. Wandering closer, she can kind of hear their conversation.

"The loft is going to feel different without you,” Aubrey admits, looking down at her shoes.

“I know,” is Chloe’s murmured response. “I love you, Bree. Thank you for everything. And uh, not just today. Just. Everything.”

Beca’s heart clenches at the wistfulness in Chloe’s voice, knowing how comfortable and settled in Chloe had been, living with Aubrey.

Aubrey had been such a good support pillar – a rock for Chloe to lean on. Beca understands the pain of having to separate from somebody so important after so long.

Still, Beca is so excited about everything. She knows the transitional stage for Chloe will be difficult. Aubrey has been her best friend through it all – she was there for Chloe when Beca couldn’t be. She watches Chloe squeeze Aubrey into a hug, thankful that her girlfriend has such a good support network in her life.

She’s reminded then that this is important – this step with Chloe. She loves Chloe with everything in her and she can’t wait for the rest of their lives together.

She doesn’t want it to ever slip away from her again.

She’s going to be the one who’s there for Chloe now. This is it.

“We should finish up,” Amy says from behind her. Beca startles and turns from the balcony. She smiles slyly. “I���m sure you’ll want to uh, break in the apartment tonight, but your bed is still in the box.”

Amy’s right, but Beca’s not going to justify that with a response. Not after everything.

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[jungkooksfingertips]

In Consult - Chapter 1

Characters: Jungkook x y/n, Jungkook x iu

Genre: Office!AU

Tags: Slowburn, Angst, Fluff, possible smut if you squint

Wordcount: 

a/n: the first few chapters of this will be based on my irl crush in my office khdkjhgkfhk the ending will be different ofcourse. unless i wanna make this heartwrenching and stick with the way it is right now.

Chapter 1

It’s been a few months since I graduated from college. Already a few months since I’ve been doing nothing in life - I can now be officially called a house potato. Or maybe a pig since I’ve been eating non-stop. I haven’t been visited by the God of cleaning since my room looks like a pig’s den. I should really clean up before my grandmother nags me to death again. 

I finally get up from my bed as I start picking up the pieces of papers scattered everywhere in the room, after I blast on some music from my phone. Throwing them into the plastic bag I went and stole from my aunt’s room as I sit back down onto the bed, throwing my clothes onto it as they pile up into a big hill. Why do I own so many clothes but never find the ones I want to wear? Sighing I start to sort them out one by one, folding them neatly as I set them into one orderly pile inside my wardrobe. Smiling proudly at the small percentage of cleanliness in my room as I look towards my phone from the sudden ‘ding.’ 

“Aren’t you looking for a job? We have an opening here if you want to apply.” My aunt told me in messenger as I plopped back down onto the bed, humming at the thought. Maybe it’s time I get up and look for a job, earn some cash for the boys I’ve always wanted to see. 

“Really? Can I bring my friend with me?” 

“Sure! Just tell me both your Emails and you can come anytime and start the application.” 

Perfect timing. From what I remember, Hisa’s mom has been bugging her to look for a job here before she can live in Japan. 

“BOO! I got news, wanna come with me to apply for a new job? 😜” I say as I messaged her, laying back down onto the bed as I take a “short break” from “cleaning.”

“Fine. So I can finally tell my mom I tried to find a job. I wanna leave this country so bad.” Typical Hisa.

“Yeah yeah. So, Tuesday? See you?” 

“Yep. I’ll sleep over your place the night before and the night after.”

“K. See u” I say as i toss my phone away, looking around the evident mess still around the room. “I’m too lazy for this fuck it.” 

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Throwing my stuff onto the floor as I sigh, jumping onto my bed as I groan. “God I really hope we get in this one, I badly need money to support my fangirling needs.” I say as I grab my phone to scroll onto my social media accounts to keep me distracted. Even though it’s about 1 in the morning. 

“If we get in, we get in. If not…. Then Lord God please give this to us.” Hisa mumbles out as she sits onto the extra bed, already fixing her overnight stuff out as she gets ready to take a shower. 

“I mean, for you it’s fine if you don’t. At Least you have a backup plan, living in Japan with your family. I, for one, really want this job.” I whine out as I curl up into a ball, still scrolling through facebook as I grin. “You think I can find a boyfriend when we start working?” I ask as I chuckle shaking my head at the thought. 

“Girl, better pray you get in before asking for the impossible.” Hisa hisses out as she grins teasingly, earning a side eye from me as I sit up from the bed. “Go and shower you stinky mushroom.” 

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It’s the next day, Hisa already went home by herself and I’m here staring at my phone waiting for the final interview phone call from the company. 

“3:15pm...they said they’d call by 3:00pm..” I mumble to myself as I pout, already thinking of the worst as I roam my vision around my room, biting onto my lower lip nervously as I decide to message Hisa and ask if she received any call yet. 

“Do you think we failed? Like… Are they not gonna call us anymore is this the end? :(“ 

“Shhh. they said we had potential.. I’m sure they’ll call just, give it some more time.” Hisa says as I start to play with my fingers while anxiously waiting for the call. It was when I thought they really wouldn’t call back when my phone started ringing. Picking it up after the third ring as I stand up suddenly. “Hello? Yes? Yes it’s me.” I say while panting, grinning as I get the jitters running down my spine once more as the interview continues on. 

“Yes.. Yes thank you so much sir.” I say as I end the call. The interview went well - well at least to me. A few seconds after it sank into my head I decided to write to Hisa, telling her how my interview went. “God, I was so nervous, He even asked if it was a good time to call since I was panting…. But it went well overall. They’re gonna call you soon. Tell me how it goes! God I hope we get this both.” I say as I see Hisa typing, then disappearing. Hm, they must’ve called her already.

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“Thanks for your time, Erina. We’ll text you the results within the week.”

It’s only been a day, but I’m anxious. My aunt said that it usually takes less than 24 hours for them to respond if you’re in the company or if you got rejected. God, why am I so nervous? 

Walking downstairs with my phone in my hand as I sit onto the chair, opening the TV to distract myself for some time, Hisa floods my messages. 

“Hisa sent a photo.” 

“OH.MY.GOD.”

“HoLY shIT.”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

“I’M IN BITCH.”

Fuck, she got in. She got accepted. Holy fuck. 

“SHIT BIH, CONGRATS.”

“I still haven’t received mine..”

“:(“

“Shhh, maybe you just gotta find the right spot there. We both know how much of an igloo your house is. Find some signal!” Hisa says as I start losing hope. Leaning against the window as I lay my phone right beside it, refreshing it every second just in case it was coming in late. Sigh. I decide to open up the messages app hoping and praying I got a message that just didn’t notify me. 

“Diagonally: Hello! Please be advised that you have cleared the hiring process and you are now good for job offer. You are scheduled for Offer letter signing on (July 26, friday) at 11:00 AM. Proceed at 2nd flr Technology Hub Tower 4, Mckinley Hills. Don’t forget to bring a valid ID and a Pen. For confirmation, reply with your full name. -Talent Acquisition.”

Holy Fuck. I got in. I’m hired. HOLY FUCK.

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Two months ago, all I wanted was a job. Two months ago, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Two months ago, I didn’t knew he existed. That was two months ago.

[samwilsonsbabymama]

In His Arms

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Warnings: Smut lol 

A/N: this was the prompt 

The church of Wilsonanity Welcomes you to your first Sam sunday. The Sam Psalm today: Mackie describes himself once as “192, 5’11 pure chocolate,” so that’s wat Sam is. Meaning you staying snuggled up, cuddled up, kissing, touching, lickin, and sucking up on that man. Seen his arms? U have a fixation on them. Once Sam realizes that, he’s flexing them arms, crossin em, lifting u up in them, n pinnin u down with them. U think u ready 4 that. I promise u r not. ;))

I hope I did alright *crosses fingers*

“Y/N, what are you doing?” Sam asked quirking his eyebrow.

“Nothing,” you mumbled causing him to chuckle. The two of you had been relaxing together on this lazy Sunday morning watching back to back episodes of random Netflix shows. You were leaned against his chest, his left arm casually draped across your shoulder, your fingers gently rubbing up and down his arm. While he was focused on the TV screen, you were focused on his arm. You’d always thought you were a hands girl, but Sam’s arms did things to you. He had nice hands, they were soft, gentle, strong. But his arms seemed to hold all the power. His muscles were defined, but not too big. They were just right for the man sitting behind you. His arms were perfect.

You trailed your fingers along his skin watching the goosebumps form and you smiled. You’d never forget the first time you realized you had a thing for his arms.

It had been two weeks since you last saw Sam. You went back home to visit your family while he was away on a mission and you missed him terribly. When you finally made your way back to his apartment you were excited to see his work bag in the living room signaling that he was home. You headed towards his bedroom hoping that he wasn’t sleeping when you ran into a solid wall. You squeaked as you stumbled backward, but Sam’s arms shot out and pulled you to him. Before you could say anything, his lips were upon yours. You moaned into his kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck. You smiled when he pulled you even closer. The two of you kissed for a few more moments before you pulled away and properly looked at him. Even though it had only been two weeks, he looked different to you. Your eyes roamed over his body and your hands fell to his shoulders.

"Hi' he smirked as you assessed his body.

You looked up at him and smiled, and before you could respond, he lifted you bridal style and carried you to his room. You were speechless when he lifted you. Being a heavier girl led to many (all) of your previous lover's shying away from lifting you. They rarely wanted you on top, but Sam lifted you with such ease that even though it was foreign, it felt right.

From that night on, his arms became a favorite of yours.

"Y/N, what are you thinking about?" Sam's voice broke through your thoughts.

"Nothing," you stated, shifting out of his embrace. You didn’t want him to notice your 'unhealthy' obsession with his arms. You headed towards the kitchen. "Do you want anything to eat?" you asked him. When you didn’t hear a response, you turned to repeat yourself but found Sam standing right behind you. You didn’t even hear him get up from the couch.

"Y/N, you've been acting pretty strange lately," Sam began, his voice barely above a whisper. "ever since you came back from your visit home. Care to tell me what the problem is?"

You hadn’t noticed that he had begun advancing on you until your back hit the counter. You gripped onto it, needing something to help you balance. Sam continued to advance on you, only stopping when he was flush against you. He placed his arms on either side of you, effectively caging you in. He bent his head so that his lips were close to your ear. Your breathing increased at his close proximity and it took everything for you to keep your composure when you felt his tongue trace the outer shell of your ear.

"Y/N, I asked you a question," he whispered as he switched from licking and nipping your ear. "You know what I think?" he asked before moving to your other ear. "I think you were surprised when I lifted you. I think you were surprised that I could lift you. Ever since we met, I told you to not underestimate me, and yet you did," he continued to nip at your ear, every so often he would place a kiss on your neck just to throw you off.

"Sam," you whimpered.

"Shhh," he chided. "I'm not finished." he pulled back and looked into your eyes, only returning when he was satisfied that you would remain quiet. "I’ve always told you to not underestimate me, and yet you did. What do you think I should do about that, hmm?" he pulled back once again. The smirk on his face told you that he already knew what he was going to do. His eyes roamed over your face and landed on your lips moments before he crashed his into them.

Your knuckles fisted on top of the counter and your nails dug into the surface. He lifted you and your legs instantly wrapped around his waist as he set you on top of the counter. He made quick work of pulling your sweats and panties down enough for him to be able to slide two fingers inside of you. You were wet enough that he slid in easily and he began pumping his fingers slowly. His eyes were locked on your face, taking in every reaction you gave. You moaned and rocked your hips in time with his fingers, hoping that he would move faster. You gripped his arm with your hands and pleaded for him to move faster.

"Not until you tell me what you were thinking about," he responded, a laugh in his voice.

You shook your head as he swiped his thumb over your clit and he tsked.

"then I guess I won’t be going any faster, Y/N," he responded.

"Please, Sam" you begged. You could feel your orgasm approaching even at the slow pace. However, he didn’t listen to you. His pace stayed the same and he watched in awe as your orgasm washed over you as he continued to pump his fingers within you.

"Are you ready to tell me what you were thinking about?" Sam asked as you came down from your high.

You shook your head and whimpered when he withdrew his fingers.

He lifted you off the counter and your head fell to his shoulder.  You were tired and all you wanted to do was sleep.

Sam carried you to his bedroom and placed you on the edge of his bed and pulled your sweats and panties off completely. He then reached up and pulled your shirt off, leaving you completely bare to him. He licked his lips.

You moved to cover yourself up with your hands, but Sam quickly bent and grasped both of your hands within his and leaned over you.

"Are you trying to hide from me, Y/N?" he asked before he gently kissed your cheek. He continued to kiss down your body, his hands moving from yours and placing featherlight touches along your skin. He kissed down your neck, down the valley between your breasts, over your stomach, and the tops of your thighs. When you realized where he was headed, you opened your mouth to stop him, but one look from him quickly silenced you.

"You know, Y/N. I’ve been watching you a little more closely these last couple of weeks, performing a sort of experiment if you will," Sam stated as he lifted one of your thighs on to his shoulder. "Would you like to hear about it?"

You moaned when he placed a kiss on your inner thigh.

"When we first started dating, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. And though that’s still true, I’ve noticed that there are certain times when you take the initiative," he continued to place light kisses along your inner thigh and behind your knee as he spoke.

You bit your lip trying to hold back a moan, if this man didn't do something soon, you were going to die. This buildup was maddening.

He continued, "The other day when we worked out together, I noticed something. I noticed how you barely got any reps in because you were too busy staring at me. And not just me, you were staring at my arms, and you couldn’t keep your hands off them on our way home. You rarely keep your hands off them anymore. Not that I’m complaining. So here's what we are going to do, Y/N. We're going to see just how long you can keep your hands off my arms."

Before you could protest, he laid his arm across your waist, keeping you from moving and began sucking on your clit. Your eyes rolled back, and your mouth fell open when he slid his tongue inside of you. He ate you like it was his last meal and before you knew it, you were cumming once again. You gripped at his arm, trying to pry it from your body so that you could move, but he wouldn’t budge, so you just held on.

Your orgasm washed over you and you felt your nails dig into his arm as he continued to lick you. You were overstimulated now, but he wasn’t letting up. You tried to move away, but his grip on your body held you right where you were. You tried asking, begging, him to stop, but that only seemed to keep him going. You let out a silent scream as he ripped another orgasm from you and you blacked out.

When you came to, Sam was laying next to you, a smirk plastered on his lips. Somehow, after you blacked out, you had managed to cling yourself to his arm when he laid next to you, and apparently, you’d been holding on to him for some time. You sniffed to let him know that you were finally awake, and he turned to face you, his smirk getting bigger the longer he looked at you. You rolled your eyes and tried to fall back asleep, but Sam had other plans.

"Oh, no my love. I’m not done with you yet," he said as he hopped off the bed and lifted you up off it. He hooked your legs around his arms and your eyes bugged when you felt the tip of his length at your entrance. "I'm going to show you just how strong my arms are, Y/N," he said as he stood in the middle of the room and slid his length into you.

Tags: idk who would want to be tagged lol I’m too tired to try to figure it out =/

[wlwhc]

Witches and Banshees - Lydia x Fem! reader x Morgana

Requested by @lilsebpotato (I luv u)

Words: 3355 - Warning: Almost dying - mention of blood

(A/N): I had to admit love that I struggle with this, just because I had to mix Teen wolf with Morgana , but I think I did it right, I have fun writing this. And you know me Alex,whatever request that has Katie in it , I’m more than happy to write it. I also learn how to put the “read more” thingy

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“Go to hell!”

“Already done it sweetheart,  and it was awesome”

Here’s she goes again . Lydia thought. Since you came back from the dead and told the rest of the pack that you had a great time in hell,  nothing came back to be same, at least for Lydia. You, on the other hand,  seem to be doing okay, like nothing happened,  but the truth is,  that you’re still dead. Putting a smile on everything was the best you could do after your trip to hell, to be more precise, to purgatory,  where all the supernatural beings end up when they die.

You thought that by being a witch, it would be easy to survive there, but it was not. The things that you did in that place to survive would make anyone be afraid of you, and let’s not talk about the things that the creatures did to you, or how many times you died just to appear in that place again, haunted by your own demons, and the ancient creatures.

Sanity was something had always been afraid to lose, being a witch takes a ton of it. You have seen things that no one would understand, yet you do. You have seen the past, and the future, from this and other worlds. You have to deal with nightmares about upcoming events,  events that maybe you will never be involved,  dreams about an entity’s giving you his wisdom, other witches from your bloodline punishing you for breaking the rules. Being a witch is hard, being a witch means that someday, sanity will no longer be with you.

You thought that the purgatory would be that place where you would lose your sanity, but surprisingly, you didn’t, or at least you haven’t realized yet. Lydia did. She noticed the dark circles below your eyes, the countless nights without sleep that you’re carrying. The disgusted face you put when she tries to make you eat. Your eyes are no longer filled with sparks, now they’re empty, without emotion. The enemies that you fight against will always end up dead. You didn’t care anymore about letting them live, you just slip their throats without caring. She noticed how paranoid you are as if someone would appear at any minute to attack you.

You’re not okay,  and she knows that maybe you will never get the chance to be, but she wanted to try,  to at least make you feel better.

The pack was always pretty obviously,  busy with other things,  actually,  the only people that are with you when problems are not knocking at their door are Stiles, Lydia, and Malia, maybe because of their caring nature. So when you came back,  the pack was happy,  they still are, but they didn’t stop to think about the big picture. Stiles and Lydia did. Stiles had tried to talk to you, trying to know how did you made to came back from the dead, or at least see how you were doing, but he only got a “don’t worry about it” and a smile. He would have push a little bit more,  but Scott had troubles with a new pack,  and stiles ran to help him.

A part of you was happy with it, some finally alone time. But when the “side-effects” of coming out of purgatory hit you, you beg for someone to be with you.

It started with a tiny nose bleed and headaches. No one noticed, you knew that when the headaches didn’t let you move the nosebleed was close. You would run away always, no one was suspicious of it. But it began to happen more often, and this time, your veins would turn black, your eyes would cry red tears, and the headache would be unbearable.

From being with the pack all the time, you end up lockdown in your house, with your bleeding nose stuck in ancient books, trying to find a solution or at least to know what the hell was happening to you. Again, no one got worried, they just thought you needed some alone time after all that you went through. But Lydia had that bad feeling, her legs lead her to your house one day, and without even knowing what was happening, she was already knocking at your door.

As best as you could,  you walked to the door, leaning your body against the walls, slowly but surely reaching the door.

“Who is it?” You asked,  trying to calm your breathing, the headache was not letting you think properly much less breath normally.

“U-uh is me y/n,  open up” Lydia said, somehow hearing your gasps for air. Her chest filling with worrisome.

“I-I’m busy Lyds… Come back later!” You tried to go back to your room but your legs give in, your chest feeling heavy, you could feel your veins turning black, it was like a burning sensation, your eyes were bleeding again, and this time you could swear someone was calling your name…but it wasn’t Lydia.

“y/n?… I’m going to get in anyway! Open the door” Lydia said, she is going to have a talk with you,  no matter if you want it or if you don’t .

Y/N…. Let her help dear…let her in…

The voice was oddly familiar,  but at this point,  you couldn’t care less about who the fuck was talking with you. You tried to get up, oh dear lord you tried. But your body was not responding, and something deep inside you thought that you were going straight back to hell.

“Y/n come on!…fine I’ll try with the window” Lydia knows that you always leave a window open so Malia can get in without breaking it. She rushes into the window,  struggling to get in.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this just because she’s a lazy mother-” And there you were. You eyes black,  veins just as dark, your body trembling with fear.

“L-Lyds” You manage to say. Your throat was burning, and you were having trouble not to gag at the taste of blood in your mouth.

To say that Lydia was horrified it’s a misunderstanding,  she was shocked,  scared,  upset,  she was a hurricane of emotions, but horrified don’t even reach the level of horror she was feeling.

“Oh my God” She gasps. She runs to your shaky figure on the floor,  her hands shaking, she could feel the tears already threatening to spill and that urge to scream.

“Y/N! W-what h-how” She didn’t know what to do,  you didn’t know what to do.

Yes you do

Oh,  that voice again. It’s weird,  that an unknown voice makes every hair in your body stand up in fear but also makes you feel at peace. About what the voice said,  you do not know what to do.

You do know dear… Just tried to remember

Remember what exactly?!

“Y/N don’t you die on me!  I just called Scott he’s on his way just-” The burning sensation in your veins now feels worst, a cry of pain could be heard, and Lydia couldn’t hold her sobs anymore, she had never felt so hopeless.

“Oh god,  what the hell is happening?!” Her shaky hands tried to wipe away the blood running down your cheeks, but it didn’t help much. Another cry of pain could be heard, and Lydia’s heart was crushing. This time she made you rest your head on her lap,  her fingers lost in your hair, trying to give you some comfort.

“Shhh, it’s o-okay,  everything i-it’s going to be fine-” You didn’t know if she was saying that to you or to herself.

“Ahhh! Lydia!” You cried out,  your body trembling with more intensity,  every nerve of your body was in pain.

“tell me what to do!” Lydia screams.

“please tell me what to do Y/n…Please” Her body shaking wiht sobs, her tears falling to your face.

Tell her my child… Tell her what to do

I don’t know what to do! I don’t know what the fuck is happening to me

Just say my name…I’ll help you just like you helped me…say it Y/N…

You were starting to recognize her voice, everything seems to make sense now, your eyes began to close, and in the distance, you could see a pair of golden eyes.

“Y/n…please don’t close your eyes-Y/N!” Lydia screams at you,  shaking you, trying to wake you to from whatever place you were.

“Mor…Morgan-” You begin to whisper, but Lydia couldn’t hear it right. The golden eyes were getting closer.

“What? Y/n what?!” Lydia said,  grabbing your face with her hands.

“Morgana” You whispered.

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Everything around you disappeared. Darkness was the only thing surrounding you, Lydia was gone.

“hello?” You asked in the darkness, your voice sounds as if you were underwater.

“I’m here y/n… There’s no need to fear…I promised to protect you,  to watch your back… And I intend to keep that promise” There she was,  Morgana,  evil witch for a few,  a corrupted soul for others,  but for you… Your mentor.

“am I dead?” You asked. Morgana laughs at this, her vibrant eyes shining.

“oh no dear,  your alive, but not conscious… Your friend is having the time of her life” Her smile turning into a devilish grin.

“oh Lyds” You begin to imagine how scared she may be.

“aren’t you curious dear?” Morgana asks,  walking slowly towards you.

“I-I am… What’s going on Morgana?” She gave you a sad smile this time, and with a flick of her hand,  the scenery surrounding you changed, from darkness to a beautiful forest.

“Sit down with me” She orders,  and you comply, not daring to disobey her.

“Remember the spell I told you to do in order to escape from purgatory?” You nod at her words.

“A part of me was used in that spell, my soul is now combined with yours little one” You stare at her piercing blue eyes.

“You have my power,  and my guidance too…that’s why I can speak to you whenever I want to”

“Yeah but…you’re way too powerful” You said, remembering the time when she showed you how powerful she is even in the purgatory.

“Exactly… I forgot that you’re… Just a human”

“I’m a witch” You said, your voice firm, proud. Morgana chuckles again.

“I know I know,  but your blood is not as pure as mine. Your blood has been washed away with the centuries, that means that you’re not as powerful as you should be, your body is not ready to such power as mine…that’s why its now reacting this way” She said,  her gaze focused on the big trees surrounding you.

“I’m overpowered?” You said,  more like a question than a statement.

“In did you are…but I’m working on it,  what you have to do now is wait for your body to get used to it”

“I’ll keep having this…attacks?” You said,  your hands shaking a little bit.

“I’m afraid so…but it will pass… Same as the nightmares,  I’ll help you” She said, a sad smile on her lips. Her hands now resting on yours, it felt… Right.

“Why?” You asked

“I’ve told you” She said,  avoiding your gaze.

“It doesn’t make sense, I’ve never help you-I-I mean I remember you but I don’t know from where! and I know you’re my mentor but-” You said, trying to remember but it was impossible.

“You helped me a long time ago… In one of your past lifes, we were….closed friends” She said, a said smile plastered on her face.

“you should go back now, your friends are worried about you…we will meet again” She said, disappearing through the woods, leaving you alone.

“Wait!” You scream , but it was too late, your vision became blurry and in a blink of a eye…you were out again.

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“Lydia calm down, she’s alive, she’s just in some kind of trance-”

You could hear Stiles trying to calm Lydia. You tried to move or at least open your eyes, but it seems that your body wasn’t ready to wake up yet.

“she wasn’t breathing!”

“we just need to wait-”

“for how long?!”

Is she crying?

“look, we can stay here screaming at each other or we can-”

That’s definitely Scott’s voice.

“what? what we can do? you’re too busy with that new pack to even worry about her, she came back from hell! and you didn’t even stop to think the consequences of coming back from the dead-”

“she said she was fine!” Scott’s voice breaks a little.

Ugh, you need to wake up or they’re going to scream at each other for god’s now how long.

“and you believed her?!”

“I’m sorry okay! I’m sorry!”

Why is everyone crying?-That’s it, my body better start working now or-Oh…there it goes. Your hands start moving slowly, finger twitching. The dark veins were disappearing, and when you finally opened your eyes, your beautiful Y/E/C eyes could be seen.

“Guys stop!…she’s waking up”

You could see Stiles on your right side, his usual worried face staring at you. Lydia was on your right side, her eyes red and puffy, she was holding your hand with a strong grip.

“Oh thank god-Y/N are you with us?��� You turn your gaze to the end of what you think is a bed, a pair of big puppy eyes staring at you, his eyes holding a few tears.

“Ugh” You mumbled when you tried to move, your whole body hurt, the burning sensation in your limbs was slowly dissipating, your body was burning.

“Stiles give me that” Stiles handed Lydia a piece of cloth, she dumped in cold water and puts it on your forehead. The cold piece of cloth soothing your burning skin, a think layer of sweat was covering your whole body.

“You gave us a huge heart attack” Stiles said, sighing in relief and his friend was okay.

“Y/N…what happened? can you tell us what’s going on” Stiles asks, trying to keep his voice calm.

“I…where am i?” You asked, while Lydia dumped the piece of cloth in the cold water.

“At the vet clinic, Deaton will be here at any minute now” Scott said.

“That’s no necessary-” You said, trying to get up but a pair of hand on your shoulders stop you.

“wow wow you need to rest, you almost die …again” Stiles said.

Listen to him…you’re still weak

“It’s okay, it happens sometimes-” You said, still a little dizzy.

“So this had has been going on for some time now?! why you didn’t tell us?” Lydia said, biting her lip at the end of her sentence, trying not to smack you for being such an idiot and not ask for her help. It hurt her, you were suffering, she could have help.

“I..I was dead…I should not have returned here-” You tried to explain, your head was still foggy, and shocked for the encounter with …Morgana.

“oh no, you pissed off the witches again?!” Stiles said, remembering the time that you break the nature rules with dark magic, and end up hunted by angry witches.

“Stiles shut up” Lydia said, putting the cold cloth on your forehead again, her hand caressing your cheek.

“No no, they let me do the spell to come back, but I had to consume a big part of their leader’s power, but it’s too much-”

“and your body can’t take it, you’re lucky you’re still in one piece” Deaton said, interrupting you.

“Hey Deaton” You said, earning a smile from him. He was holding a book on his hands, probably where he was searching for a solution to help you.

“Only ancient and highly powerful witches have revived…how did you steal such a big power?” He asked you, The Pack’s eyes were now on you.

“I didn’t steal it….she gave it to me” You said, remembering Morgana on the other side.

“A big powerfull witch, just shake your hand and say ‘Oh hey! take my power I don’t need it anymore!’ , just like that? no tricks?” Stiles said, her sarcasm dripping out of his mouth with ease

“it’s a long story-” You said sighing. Lydia grabs your hands, squeezing it softly. You turn your gaze to her, smiling softly at her. You know that when you get out of this place, she’s going to have a talk with you, probably a few punches too.

prrr prrr prr prrr  (this is how I think a cellphone vibration sounds, lol)

“That must be Malia, I-” Scott’s said, grabbing his phone from his pocket.

“Go, I’ll take care of her” Lydia said, not even looking at him. She was still upset, he is the alfa, he should take more care of you, you’re part of the pack too, and you had saved his ass countless times. While Lydia was angry at him, you were angry at yourself. You know that Scott is having trouble with this new pack, the last that you want to be is a burden.

Oh dear…you’re their family..don’t forget that You heard Morgana’s voice in your head

“I’ll stay too” Stiles said, grabbing a chair to sit by your side. He already helped Scott, now you need his help, and you can bet your ass he is going to stay by your side until you’re okay. Scott answers his phone.

“…Malia? yeah…sure…I actually am in a bad situation here…Y/N almost died-don’t scream! …yeah …we’re at Deaton’s-” Malia cut the phone call when Scott told her where were you, she had begun to walk to Scott’s house when She heard the words “Y/n almost died”. The young were-coyote was beyond worried for her friend.

Seems like the whole pack is going to come here, great, they’re going to waste their time with you. Scott saves his phone in his pocket and grabs a chair too, sitting at the end of the bed, he sends you a smile.

“What about the new pack?” You asked. Scott could easily smell the guilt on you.

“That can wait, you’re part of this pack and our friend…you come first” He said, you could feel Lydia’s grip on you tighten, and a soft squeeze on your shoulder by Stile’s hand.

“Now…tell us all about this witch-” Lydia said, your three friends waiting for your explication.

“Morgana…her name is Morgana” You said softly and somehow, you could feel Morgana smile at the tone that you used to call her. But you also saw Deaton’s smile disappeared.

“Oh…that’s not good”