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leafostuff · 1 year ago

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Messes in Distress [Ft. Weeekly Jihan and Zoa]

Tags: BFH, 'Besties'!Zoa&Jihan, No plot all horny, Threesome, Double thigh riding, Double boobjob, Blowjob, Dirty talk, Fingering, Surprise Creampie, Anal, Pussy licking/eating, Mutual orgasm. no beta we die like man

Author's Note: as my august release i have to say: this is the filthiest fic I have ever written, throughout the entire writing process (which only took me two days) I have constantly felt both horny for those two gorgeous girls, but also inspired to keep writing and not stopping at anything.

as its also quite apperant, this is my first ever threesome smut, which I had tons of fun to write, so I do hope you will enjoy reading this fic that I worked very hard on.

PS: yes this was the post that I quickly deleted and responded with "YALL SAW NOTHING", my hand slipped on the post note lol

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This party never looked as colourful and vibrant as it is right now.

Or maybe its just the rave lights Jeonghoon, your best friend installed for his house party. After all of the finals you had to suffer this semester, a proper party is really what you needed, especially in such a big house like his which has more than enough space to party just in the backyard.

But back to what you were saying, there is so much for you to see from you view at the barstool chair. From the football players swimming inside, the cheerleaders eyeing them from the other edge of the pool, probably gossiping about the latest drama or whatnot, some frat boys drinking their 7th shot of the night while dancing to the DJ's (yeah your friend also hired a DJ for the party) music like there is no tommorow, and while some may look at this and call it anarchy, you find it quite enjoyable looking at it.

Then you see them

Two girls, one blondie, the other black haired, neither you have seen before (maybe you seen the blonde one in your 2 am walks back to your dorm, fetching groceries? Eh you don't really know), both of them wearing white tops that expose their bellies and denim blue jeans, both tailored to show their curves from head to toe.

They both look happy, eyes closed while both their bodies sensually move to the rhythm of the music. It's hard not to shift your focus to them, the way their bodies stand closer than usual while they look into each other ,how they lean their faces closer, engaging in a short kiss, or how-

Realize that the black haired girl caught your eyes, the blonde girl joins her, both smiling while their eyes wander downward.

you are a bit puzzled until you look down and realize; your pants now form a visible tent. You try to look away but its too late.

the two girls now exchange a look between each other before leaving the dance floor and heading toward you, their smiles are those of good girls, however you could feel their intentions are anything but.

Eventually they both stand in front of you, meanwhile

"You are Jeonghoon's friend, right?" The blonde asks, her voice softer than you thought.

"Uhhh...yeah? Why?"

"Great" the black haired girl joins the conversation. "We need a favor" she adds, her smile is even brighter than before.

"Sure" you answer, a bit confused "What favor you two need?"

They both grin widely before the blonde speaks again. "A BIG favour..." You could feel her fingers travel upward across your left thigh.

Meanwhile her friend leans her face to your right ear while her fingers mimic her friend's movement but on your right thigh and then her hand finds itself on your currently hard clothed member.

"A favour...only YOU can help us with..." She whispers in your ear.

Take a look at the two girls again, they are even prettier from close as each feature that you saw back then is now presented to you at high definition. From their silky and smooth hair, eyes that look like trouble but you are still in place as if you are frozen and their chests that look a size bigger than what you thought they were.

Their smiles which you could swear you could see them licking their lips.

Their soft, luscious looking red coloured lips that are oh so inviting...

You are not sure if the alcohol is talking right now but honestly, you don't care anymore. "Sure, I don't mind helping you two with your...favor".

The girls' smiles grow wider as you stand up from the barstool, take each one's hand and lead them inside the house and upstairs, thank god everyone else is outside.

"i never really got you two’s name" you said, navigating through the halls of the 2nd floor until eventually you find the door to Jeonghoon's room, but just as your hand gets close to the knob the two girls pin you to the wall, the black haired girl attached her mouth to your neck, alternating between licks, kisses and bites causing you to moan lightly.

Meanwhile the blonde puts her lips on you, engaging in a steamy makeout session while her tongue grazed against your teeth, as if asking for access to your mouth which you humbly accept. It's hypnotic how her sweet lips feel on yours, how her tongue explores inside your mouth, how as soon as she finds your own she initiates a sensual dance of tongues causing both of you to quietly moan.

You both eventually part lips, gasping for air, take a look at one you just kissed, her blonde hair now looks messier than it was when you first met her.

"heh...that was good" she speaks between pants, "anyways, i am Jihyo, and the one who is opening your jeans down there is Hyewon" look down, she already finished popping the last button, leaving you only in briefs.

"Well what are we waiting for, lets get inside" you say, the two girls giggle cutely while you open the room.

in the middle of the room is a king sized bed, big enough to have the three of you on it with pillows on the gar edge of the bed. The two girls lightly push you into the bed before joining you as each one straddles herself on each thigh of yours while their hands work together to take your shirt off your body, throwing it somewhere.

Now the three of you are in a loop.

Starting with Hyewon capturing your lips with hers while her hands rest on the left side on your chest l, admiring both your chest and abs. At the same time Jihyo latches her lips on the right side of your neck, delivering kisses from your shoulder all the way to your earlobe, there eliciting an audible moan directly to your ear before going back to her masterful attack of your neck, meanwhile her left hand wraps around your cock, rubbing it up and down in an attempt to get you harder as fast as possible.

Both of them also start to move their bodies back and forth on each of your thigh, letting you feel their friction getting you closer and closer to your first orgasm.

Suddenly, a switch; now Hyewon does Jihyo's job and vice versa, during those loops, your hands go each one to another girl, appreciating their bodies from their soft bellies all the way to their slander backs, then groping one breast of each girl causing both to gasp in surprise.

Eventually after enough back and forth of them pleasuring you, it gets harder for them to continue rubbing your cock as now they leave your lap, with both of their hands on the hem of your boxers. With perfect timing they pull it down, letting your cock pop out of your cock prison, leaving you the first one being fully naked.

"Wow...unnie, its so big" Hyewon says, looking at your member that is covered with some of your precum with excitement,

"Yes baby...he is so big, and all of it...for us" Jihyo responds, leaning into her friend's lips and pecks her lips lightly.

"I do think its a bit unfair i am the only one naked here" you mention the inequality.

"you are right Oppa" Hyewon replies, "i saw you staring at our tits, when we danced outside" she adds, leaving jihyo with a pretend surprise face.

"Is that so baby..." she questions her best friend before turning her eyes to you "Would you like to fuck them first?" the question might as well be rethoric as without any doubt you say.

"I would gladly want that"

"Then let us get started" Jihyo exclaims, letting you inch your body toward the edge of the bed. Meanwhile she goes behind Hyewon, hands grabbing the hem of her best friend's top, slowly pulling in an attempt to tease you slowly about each part of Hyewon's ample breasts, covered in a lacy purple bra until finally the top is completely off causing her tits to slightly bounce at the recoil, the piece of clothing is thrown at one of the pillows.

Now it's Jihyo's turn to discard her top, this time without any teasing, knowing you can't wait anymore for the show to begin as now she joined her friend being topless, only with a black bra as the wall between your eyes and her nipples.

back at Hyewon, she is now popping each button of her jeans while looking straight at your eyes, biting her lip in arousal and winking to you. Look down and see that her matching purple panties have a wet spot in the middle, making it clear to you that she is excited, and that she is waiting.

And she is not the only one as Jihyo also started quickly working on her own jeans, exposing her black panties and leaving the two girls only with their underwear, both their eyes and panties glistening in what can only be described as excitement.

It's sinful how they are both looking at your cock lustfully like it's their favorite meal waiting to be devoured, how they both kneel down to each side of your thigh while their face get closer to their prized possession.

How they both look at you with innocent eyes one last time before defying it forever.

The scene beneath you is filthy; two girls, both equally as gorgeous and sexy, engaging in a full on makeout session, loudly exchanging saliva with the tip of your cock in between receiving the leftovers. Both of their busts envelop the base, moving up and down, left and right in the rhythm of the kiss, even your balls are not left unsatisfied as both their underboobs take care of that part.

"Fuck...girls..." you mutter, only a minute passed and you are already in a haze, looking at the white ceiling, gripping the sheets of the bed to try and gain some semblance of control. You can't help yourself as you release an audible moan, making sure they know how good they make you feel.

"Unnie...I'm getting wet..." The black haired girl whined, pulling away from Jihyo's lips with an audible 'pop', panting to catch her breath before leaning back into the kiss

"me too baby," she breathily mumbles between kisses. "just a couple more seconds, i can feel him getting close ...".

eventually the first round of the white liquid came out, glazing both of their lips and tongues however they dont stop, even when some of your cum falls inside their mouth they continue, mixing both of their saliva with your cum, making both of their face messier by the second.

More cum erupts from your cock, painting the two girl's faces, some even get on their bras as you can feel yourself relieved with each string you shoot, soon enough the two girls release from their makeout session and rise up to sit on the edge of the bed, finally letting your cock rest, but not for long.

"Oh…you are still hard Oppa..." Hyewon exclaimed, cleaning some of your cum on her face before slightly pushing you closer to the middle of the bed, her previously innocent looking smile now has changed into a slutty grin.

“Let me help you”

You don't even need words to show you agree as now hyewon hands go behind her back, letting an audible click be heard as her bra falls onto the bed, giving you a front view of her now hardened nipples.

Jihyo, seeing what her bestie is planning, quickly unclasped her bra as well and throwing it somewhere. Then they both, at the same time take their hands to their panties, quickly lowering them down their thighs, to their legs and then out of their bodies, finally joining you in being fully naked

Just the sight of the two girls' boobs being shown to you in their full glory and the way both of their neatly shaven pussies are leaking is enough to get your throat dry, unable to mutter a single word and only stare at them in awe.

Then, their second round of pleasure begins

Hyewon now leans down toward your shaft, letting her slender finger pump you one last time before her luscious lips envelope around the tip of your cock.

Her first slurp is enough to get you to moan loudly and move your head back in pleasure, then she starts moving her lips up and down at a steady pace, making sure every movement is audible with slurps, licks and everything in between. It's even worse when you see how her deer-like eyes stare directly into yours.

You are surprised to see how big her mouth is, as even though a lot of your cock is inside her mouth, she is still able to take more. Eventually your tip reaches the back of her throat, now deepthroating you

“She is taking you sooo well, isn't she?” You didn't notice when Jihyo snaked behind you, her tits on your back while her hands glide around your pecs. her cloudy lips delivering sweet pecks to your neck and ear as only after processing all of the senses that she delivers you manage to get a small nod and mumble a small “ngh”

She cutely laughs at your attempt at her response. “I bet her lips feel so sweet on your big, thick cock” she whispers directly into your left ear, not expecting a seemingly sweet, adorable girl like her to speak such filth but for some reason, it excites you.

“I can't wait for you to fill both of our good girls holes with your thick, warm and sticky cum, letting you fuck us like your little slu-OH FUCK” but enough is enough as you finally lose your temper, silencing Jihyo by pushing your two left fingers into her wet pussy, your right hand starts groping one of her boobs while your lips connect with her own.

you three are now a mess.

You have Hyewon, her mouth fully coating your hardened shaft with saliva while her hands work diligently to massage your balls and inner thighs. Her eyes aroused by seeing you, fingering and groping her best friend to the points she stop messaging you with her right hand to finger herself to not leave herself out of the pleasure.

You have Jihyo, her eyes closed shut, lost in the sheer amount of pleasure she receives and gives to you, each time your lips leaves her for attacking her neck she shouts a symphony of moans, but not for long before you continue to kiss her again

And then there’s you, feeling like the star of a porn video with two incredibly hot girls. Which you have never met before and now they are naked, hungry for your cock while you fuck them in various ways.

The only way you can describe this moment the three of you are sharing at the moment is heaven in hell.

“I AM SO CLOSE OPPA,” Jihyo shouts into the air, feeling her climax getting closer with each passing second. Yours is also not so far behind, as the suction of Hyewon's lips is driving you crazy.

However just as you were about to release your load into her throat, Hyewon swiftly lets her mouth out of your cock without any gag, she rises from her prone position and hovering closely above your cock, before quickly saying.

“I'm safe”

“Huh? What are you-OH FUCK” You dont have time to react as the deer-eyed slut impales her slick yet tight pussy directly on your dick, you could swear you see tears in her eyes from the pain she is feeling but its quickly replaced with tears of joy, signaling you that she wants this.

“UGHHH, YES” She curses loudly after the first explosion of cum erupts inside her. Then quickly comes the second, the third and even the forth, each pump gets Hyewon to a level of ecstasy she never felt before as she rolls her eyes backwards and lets her tongue hang out of her mouth while her orgasm flows onto the base of your dick.

At the same time your fingers also get coated by Jihyo's own fluids, moaning unintelligible words but it was clear that she was enjoying every second of her high. Eventually your mutual orgasm comes to an end, as you all fall into the bed, both girls on different sides while you are in between them.

For a moment the surrounding goes silent. No club music from outside the house, no chatter from drunk university students, the only sounds the three of can comprehend are each other’s synced up breathing, attempting to recover from your lust-filled haze. Finally, Hyewon gathers enough strength to talk.

“Oppa…are you…done” a breathy question came from her mouth as for the first time tonight, her eyes looked at yours with pure innocence.

You can't help but giggle at her question and lean forward to peck her lips. “I think with sexy you two are…i dont think i will ever be done” you respond.

“Oh, That's great to hear Oppa…” Jihyo interrupted your small talk with her friend. Take a look at her, her hair messy and ruffled, her entire body filled with a mixture of sweat and cum.

“Because…i haven't got your cum inside me yet…” she adds, her hands now go to her hair, smoothing it from any random strands and then parting it in the middle, creating two symmetrical ponytails from each side of her head.

“But…” another pause as she turns herself face down, letting herself gain control as she raises her body up while keeping her arms and knees on the mattress, her soft and curvy ass pointed up and directly at you before saying.

“I want it in my ass”

And just like that, you could feel yourself getting hard at the view, it's not hard to see how Jihyo's pussy is still wet and is leaking on the sheets, telling you that she is ready for her turn, but before you cave in to her request, her eyes turn toward Hyewon.

“Baby…i want to eat you out, i bet Oppa’s cum tastes as sweet as i think…” She gestures to her best friend, quickly Hyewon shifts in front of her face, sitting in a way that gives easy access to her pussy for Jihyo.

Realize that Jihyo's two ponytails are your handles, you grab each one with your hand, the blonde girl looks back at you one last time with a wide smile and shining eyes, signaling to you that she is ready for you.

And with that out of the way, you begin.

Starting a chain reaction, you pull both of Jihyo's ponytails and slam your cock deep into her asshole. In response, she elicits a moan but quickly she inches her tongue toward Hyewon’s entrance licking out some of your cum that was left over which causes Her to clamp her soft and meaty thighs around her best friend’s head and join Jihyo with her moans.

“Fuck, unnie…it feels so good” The deer-eyed girl moaned, quickly getting aroused again seeing her best friend eat her out while being pounded by you from behind.

“I know ugh baby…he ugh is so deep inside ugh my ass” Jihyo tries to mumble to her friend in between pounds from you and licks from her. Meanwhile, you are silent, lost in the cloudy haze of pleasure from how tight her ass is, only sometimes releasing a groan.

Eventually you start increasing your pace, and it seems that Jihyo’s enjoys it, mostly by the fact that she also starts moving her butt toward your dick, letting you hear breathy moans such ‘yes’ or ‘more’ while still having the energy to pleasure Hyewon, who was holding her best friend's head close to her pussy in order to get eaten out more often.

As you start feeling yourself getting closer to your ends, you mutter loudly. “Shit girls, I am gonna cum”.

“Load it in her ngh ass Oppa” Hyewon managed to respond, struggling to not vocalize her pleasure. “I bet my cock-slut unnie would love getting filled by your thick cum, just like you did to my pussy” she dirty talks, getting you one step closer to where they both want you.

“YES, PLEASE OPPA” Jihyo loudly moans while turning her face back to you. “CUM INSIDE ME, FILL MY SLUTTY ASS WITH YOUR COCK, AS MUCH AS YOU WANT”.

And then, you finally cave in to their requests as for the final time of the night, your cock shoots one last string of cum into Jihyo's ass, one last Lick of Jihyo's tongue into Hyewon’s Cunt and one time where Hyewon clamps her thighs on Jihyo’s head the three of you moan from the sheer pleasure that overwhelms your bodies and then you all fall into the bed.

Once again the room is quiet, no one dares mutter a word, you all have enough strength to just look at each’s now with tired yet happy eyes.

And in your mind, only one thought pops in your head, and you know that both Hyewon and Jihyo were thinking about the same thing as well.

“Best. Sex. Ever”

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Started writing in 6/8/2024

Finished writing in 7/8/2024

#kpop fanfic #kpop #kpop smut #weeekly #weeekly jihan #weeekly smut #jihan smut #weeekly zoa #zoa smut #male reader smut #male reader #x male reader

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siriusly-yoongi · 2 months ago

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She wants to be saved chapter 20

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, likely inaccurate medical information, self-harm, sexual assault,

Word count: 4004

Posting everyday has been way too hard on me and I just cannot keep up with it. I'm aiming for every other day now instead.

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JIMIN

It was nice waking up in a nest. I haven't slept that well in a long time. It was perfect. Well, almost. She didn't join us.

I noticed it first during breakfast, I thought she was just hungover. She wouldn't touch her food and she kept staring off into space.

After breakfast she went into her room for a while, then out of the blue she came to me and crawled into my lap. It looked like it took a lot of effort to do. Something is wrong. I can see it on her face something is very wrong.

I don't even have time to call for Namjoon before she's gone. Her body goes stiff at first, her pupils shrinking into tiny pinpricks. Then she goes limp in my arms, falling against my chest. I think she knew it was about to happen, that's why she came to me.

"NAMJOON!" I call for Namjoon, my tone panicked.

She dropped, and i don't know why.

Namjoon runs into the living room and rushes over to the two of us. He takes one look at her and pulls her into his arms, cradling her against his chest. She's complete limp in his arms, he has to rest her head on his shoulder cause she isn't even supporting it herself. This is bad.

This is what we expected to happen that first night. When Hoseok destroyed her nest. But that was a week and a half ago. Nothing bad enough to cause a drop has happened since then, that has to be the trigger. It has to be. But why now.

As if reading my mind, Namjoon looks back at me. "Delayed drops can happen. Its rare, but it does happen. They're usually way worse than normal drops."

As if on cue, she starts choking, struggling to take in a proper breath. "Breathe babygirl, just breathe." She doesn't respond at all. Not that we expected her to.

After a few minutes of trying to get her to breathe properly with no luck, Namjoon hands her to me. "I'm gonna go grab Yoongi and pack a little bag for overnight. I'm taking her to the hospital. She's getting worse and I'll feel better if she's being watched properly" he speaks calmly but I can tell he's panicking inside

After a few minutes Namjoon comes back with Yoongi and a bag and I hand her to Yoongi. "I'm coming" I state firmly, no one argues.

Once we get to the hospital, Namjoon carries her inside and she's taken back into a room pretty much immediately. She's hooked up to an IV and they put a tube of oxygen in her nose to help her breathe better.

They check her over and they decide they want to keep her here to monitor her, just like Namjoon had expected.

I was asleep on Yoongi's lap when a bunch of beeping woke me up. I sit up, and look over at Namjoon as a doctor rushes into the room.

"She isn't breathing on her own, I need t-...." the doctor said something else after that but I stopped listening.

Yoongi pulls me closer to him, pulling my head into his neck like he usually does with her. Yoongi has been a lot more open to touch and affection since she showed up, and I'm really grateful for that.

I close my eyes, trying to block out the noise. I'm a paramedic, I shouldn't have trouble hearing this kind of thing. But this is my mate. This isn't some random person I'll never see again. This is our omega. And I cant listen to it, I just can't.

She had a tube down her throat for the next 5 days. She'd had her eyes closed this whole time but in day 5 they opened again. They took the tube out of her throat and she was able to breathe on her own. The whole pack is here. They had to move us to a bigger room just so we could all fit comfortably. Her pupils are still tiny pinpricks and she's still completely unresponsive.

They decided to keep her for one more night before sending her home Friday afternoon, telling us to come back if she gets worse.

We get her home and bring her into the den. Yoongi lays with her in the middle of the nest while I lay behind Yoongi. Having alphas that the omega doesn't trust super close to them can make the drop worse and I don't wanna risk making her get worse. So I mold myself around Yoongi's back and try and sleep.

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Yoongi and I decide to give her a bath before everyone else gets home. We get her clothes off and my heart sinks. She has deep slashes all over her stomach. These had to have been from the night we slept in the nest, she was in the pool and we could see her stomach the day prior to it and she dropped the day after.

She finally tenses up for the first time instead of being completely limp as Yoongi lowers her into the water. "Its okay kitten, you're okay." We've been talking to her, its unclear whether or not she understands us.

Yoongi ends up pulling his clothes off and getting into the bath with her because she went limp again once she adjusted to the water and its not safe for her to be limp in the water like that.

He sits behind her with her body tucked between his legs, her weight resting against his chest.

We make quick work of washing her body and her hair then rinse her off.

Yoongi wraps her in a towel then hands her to me, wrapping a towel around himself. "Lay her on her bed to get her dressed, it'll be easier." He suggests before leaving the bathroom to go get dressed.

I carry her to her room and lay her on her bed like Yoongi suggested. Its like having a baby. She doesn't even hold her own head up.

As soon as I'm no longer touching her she cries out, her breathing turning erratic and tears rolling down her cheeks.

I rush back over to her and sit down on her bed, pulling her into my lap. "Okay, okay. I'm right here babydoll, I didn't leave you." I try and soothe her with my voice. I still don't know if she can hear me, I don't think she can see me, at least not very well, but I know she can feel me. She could feel when I stopped touching her. She felt the water touch her body. She can still feel.

I wait for Yoongi to come back up and get her clothes since I cant really leave her long enough to grab them.

Once she's dressed, Yoongi takes her back downstairs to the den and we curl back up in the nest.

Jungkook is the first to join us. Then Hobi and Tae, then Jin, and lastly Namjoon.

No one made dinner tonight, we ended up ordering pizza again, even though it hasn't even been a week since last time.

She's propped up against Namjoon's chest while Yoongi tries to feed her some of the pizza, it doesn't go very well and she ends up choking. Namjoon has to tip her forward and pat her back like you would to a child.

This drop is bad. She's completely helpless.

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NAMJOON

Mindlessly I run my fingers along her face. Stroking her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. She seems to like it, her eyes close at least. That's the only reaction I'm getting from her. It's been 2 weeks since she first dropped, its now July. Any weight shed gained since being here she's lost again from not eating. We've managed to feed her a few spoonfuls of applesauce and yogurt, things of that nature. But not much. We've been using a medicine syringe to get her to drink water but its likely she's pretty dehydrated.

As I'm stroking her face she makes a soft noise and I look down at her. She's looking up at me, her eyes actually clear instead of glassy. Her pupils are still tiny, she's still gone. But she's looking at me. This is the first sign if improvement we've seen.

"Can you hear me baby?" I ask softly, looking down at her where she's laid on her back, head on my thigh.

She doesn't respond, continuing to just look up at me.

Another few days pass and they're uneventful.

Its late, everyone just had dinner and I'm sitting there holding her when she reaches over and grabs onto Yoongi's shirt. The movement is slow and choppy, like she's struggling to move her own body, but she manages. Yoongi smiles at her, swiping his finger down her nose a couple times. We've discovered she likes that.

It takes few days for her to be able to sit up on her own. Then another few days for anything else to happen. By now its been just under 3 weeks since she first dropped.

I was asleep with her in my arms when I felt a sharp pain over my cheek and on my shoulder. My eyes snap open and the first thing I see is her hissing at me. She bit me and scratched my cheek. She must be disoriented from being out of it for so long.

"Hey, hey its okay. Its me baby. Its Namjoon. Its alpha, its okay." I try and approach her, she hisses again but let's me approach her.

"There, see. It's alright." I pull her head into my neck to she can smell me better but she's still tense.

I call for Yoongi and he comes into the den. I hand her over to him and she relaxes almost immediately. I think she'll always have the strongest bond with Yoongi. He was the first sense of safety she ever had in her life. That bond will always be strong and I cant wait to see what they're like once their properly mated and marked.

"You've been gone for 3 weeks kitten. You scared us." Yoongi kisses her forehead.

The rest of the pack comes into the room, presumably overhearing us talking.

I can see how badly each of them are itching to hug her. Our instincts have been worse than they've ever been since she's been in a drop for so long

Taehyung rushes forward and grabs he face, but he doesn't kiss her yet. She was drunk, she might not be okay with it sober and he knows better than to force it. She leans forward and kisses him though. Id be lying is i said I wasn't a little bit jealous. Why is he the first one to kiss her, he didn't even like her at first.

Jimin, Jin, and Hoseok look on in shock. If forgot they weren't there to witness them kiss the last time.

"When did this become a thing!?" Jimin is jealous. Very jealous.

She pulls away from Tae, not before biting his bottom lip like the little brat she is, making him yelp and pull back.

"When she was drunk. She got upset that I kissed Yoongi but not her, I said I didn't want our first kiss to be while she was drunk. Tae apparently didn't care and ran over and kissed her" I shake my head.

"Then Tae tried to fuck her in the pool!" Jungkook adds, earning a slap to his chest from Taehyung.

She giggles softly and i hear her stomach growl.

"Okay okay, let's get you some food" I pick her up and carry her to the kitchen, its about the time we usually go to bed but she's hungry, so first we get a snack.

Jin comes in and makes her a smoothie which she finishes rather quickly. Poor girl must he starving. I hand her a bottle of water and she gulps down half of that as well.

She rubs her eyes and heads back into the nest, whining once she sees everyone's positions. She's very fussy about her nests and how people lay in them. Yoongi and I found that out the hard way when we tried to move one night.

She rearranges everyone and leaves herself out again. Yoongi quickly gets up and pulls her into his arms, nuzzling into her neck. "Namjoon has been hogging you for 3 weeks kitten. THREE WEEKS! I'm getting some omega snuggles whether you like it or not"

She giggles as Yoongi presses a few kisses to the side of her neck.

We all cuddle up together and we all start to drift off to sleep.

Everything is okay now.

But it wasn't.

She's not there when Yoongi wakes up around 4. He shakes me awake and I open my eyes, a low growl falling from my lips, annoyed.

"What? It's the weekend, let me sleep."

"Where'd Y/n go?" He whispers

That gets my attention and I quickly get up. We search for her and eventually we find her sitting on the back porch. I relax a little until I catch her distressed scent, then I'm right back to being worried.

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YOU

It stings. Really bad. You don't know what possessed you to make you cut and burn your face but once that urge was there it was too strong to ignore.

You had cuts on your cheeks and along your jaw, just deep enough to bleed but not deep enough to leave permanent scars. Youve gotten good at that, knowing how deep you can go before you'll scar. You probably shouldn't be as proud of that as you are though.

You cut up your arms and your chest too. You took one of those magic eraser sponges and rubbed it over the same spot repeatedly until the area was bloody and oozing, leaving you with second degree friction burns. And they sting. Very badly. You'd discovered you could do this accidentally one day. You were trying to get hair dye off your skin and accidentally gave yourself a burn on the side of your face.

You'd done it on the back of your neck, the middle of your upper chest, the backseat of your hands, and the entire top half of your face. You knew you'd regret it as soon as you did it. The boys would see it and you'd be screwed. But at the time you couldn't bring yourself to care.

You hear movement behind you and you catch both Namjoon's and Yoongi's scents. You panic and bolt before they can see. You don't want them to see.

You run through the woods in the dark until your legs feel like jelly and they give out underneath you, sending you tumbling to the ground. You just close your eyes. You know its not gonna be long before they find you, they always find you when you run.

So you close your eyes and just lay there. You're tired and breathing heavily. You don't want to see the looks of disappointment on their faces when they see what you've done.

When you open your eyes again, its light out. That means its been at least a couple hours since you first got out here. You realize why shortly after you sit up. Your scent is very faint. You didn't mean to, but you must've been subconsciously masking your scent since you didn't want to be found. They must be worried sick. Now all you felt was guilt.

You pull yourself to your feet and look around, you have no idea where you are. All you can see are trees. Its pretty, the woods are. Green as far as you can see in all directions. Youve never been this deep into the woods before, you didn't even know they went this deep. You don't have your phone either. You're lost.

You walked aimlessly for hours. Hours. And you eventually made it out of the woods! Only, you didn't come out where you started. You look around and you're pretty much in the middle of nowhere. There's a few benches but other than that there's nothing.

So you start walking, there is a road a little ways down do you decide to follow it. It'll take you back to the city, at least you hope it will.

You do make it back into the city, and you guess by now it's around 5 or 6 considering where the sun is at in the sky. You don't know the address of the house, you'd never taken the time to look, so you cant exactly ask for directions.

You do know the name of that beach though, and you know how to get home from there.

You ask a woman with a young child, your voice comes out small and quiet. You're still not used to using it but you're gonna start trying to talk more. If you can do it when you're drunk you can do it while you're sober.

The lady gives you directions and you thank her, setting off in the direction she pointed you in.

Its dark by the time you get to the beach and you're thoroughly exhausted.

You sit down to rest, just for a while.

You need to take a break and catch your breath. You know you have an hour walk back home and you wont make it very far without collapsing if you don't stop and rest now.

Not long after you sit down on the sand, a man approaches you. He seems to be in his late 20's and he starts trying to talk to you.

You smile to be polite but you have a bad feeling in your gut so you quickly get up and try to leave. The man quickly gets up and grabs you by your waist, lifting you off the ground. He doesn't say a word as he carries you off somewhere down the beach.

You kick and scream but it makes no difference. No one else is on the beach. No one can hear you.

"Stay still." Your body listens immediately, you stop kicking and you fall silent. Fear swirls in your stomach and there's nothing you can do. He used his alpha voice on you, you can't fight back.

The last time you were on this beach you found that baby. Now this time, well whatever is about to happen you know it isn't gonna be good.

He carries you to a group of guys who all turn and look at you as you're put down on the sand.

Hands are on your body before you can even register the guys moving and all you can do is stand there.

It starts off innocent enough. Hands running along your waist and your neck. Caressing your hair and your face. Then they move to slapping your ass and grabbing your chest, their hands slowly slipping underneath your clothes.

After a while they get tired of your clothes and they pull them off, discarding them on the sand. All the while they're taunting you and teasing you. Calling you degrading names.

Your laid back on the sand and they started exploring your body. Kissing your chest, sucking on your nipples. It starts with heir mouths, kissing and nipping at your skin. Then their hands, one of then slips their fingers inside of you and you scream, still unable to move because of that command that one of them keeps saying every few minutes. Alpha commands don't last forever, they'll wear off after a certain amount of time. So they have to keep restating them.

One of them command you to keep quiet and its like you're choking on your own voice. It feels like you're suffocating. You want to scream, cry out, but you cant. No matter how hard you try you just cant.

They all take a turn with you, taking off their belts and forcing themselves inside of you. You dissociated through the majority of it, most of them had pretty small dicks so it wasn't extremely painful. It hurt still, but it wasn't unbearable pain wise at least. Then the last guy took a turn and you quickly found you weren't able to zone out for this one. He was big, and you could feel the veins inside of you. This man could probably pull girls just with his dick if he wasn't such a shitty person. You'd be lying if you said they weren't conventionally attractive men. Sure they weren't your boys, they weren't tens. But they were at least average or slightly above. And that bothered you. It upset you that you didn't find these men ugly.

You could smell the blood as the last guy pulled out, you could feel it running down your thighs. It was too thin to be anything other than blood. You don't think any of them came inside of you, though a few of them did over your chest or your stomach. You felt disgusting. Dirty.

They went back to kissing and touching you for a while, a few of them taking another turn while the others played with your boobs or sucked on your skin.

Once they were done with their dicks, one of them swiped his wet fingers into the sand and put them back inside of you. Every movement burned and scratched, the sand irritating your skin and your insides. He kept adding more and more sand and they took turns doing this for quite some time. They hit you with their belts and poured sand in your nose and mouth.

Their violations continued until the sun started to come up, only then did they leave. Leaving you there bleeding and in pain.

It took a little while but the alpha commands eventually wore off the first thing you did was pull yourself to the water and rinse off the best you could. You can barley walk but you manage to take a few steps at a time.

You get back to your clothes and shake the sand off, you're grateful they didn't rip your clothes. You dress yourself and sit back down on the sand.

And you cry. You don't know what else to do other than cry. You cant walk an hour home like this. You barely made it to the water and back.

You're there crying for at least a few hours before you feel someone wrap their arms around you from behind.

You hiss and scream, but you have no energy to put up a fight. "It's okay, shh it's okay Y/n. It's just me. I know I'm probably the worst person that could've found you and I'm sorry that it wasn't one of the others but I'm not gonna hurt you." Its Hoseok.

You relax a little bit against him, sobs bubbling up in your throat then making your whole body shake as they come out.

Hoseok turns you around and gasps as he sees your face but he doesn't comment on it. He pulls you into his chest and just holds you while you cry.

"You smell like other alphas... like.." he doesn't finish his sentence, a deep, deep growl coming from deep within his chest. His scent turns into a suffocatingly strong charcoal.

Cum is the strongest way to scent someone else, it has a distinct smell to it. You know he smells it on you. That must be why he's angry. He's angry at you for this. For betraying his pack. He said he wouldn't hurt you but that was before he knew what happened. You start to panic, frantically apologizing, telling him you didn't mean to. You didn't want to.

"You.. you think I'm mad at you..." he whispers, his voice shaking "No. No, no petal, no. I'm not mad at you. Never would I be mad at you for this. No sweetheart. Not at you." He holds you closer.

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gremlinmodetweeker · 10 months ago

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König's Haunted House Disaster

Inspired by @machveil 's post HERE and my little blorbo of König punching out recruits HERE, I figured that for the day before Halloween I should write about just what exactly went down on the night Horangi, Hutch and Askel took König to a haunted house.

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12:00 - Ten Hours Before the Ban

"Hey König! You gotta check this out!" Horangi called across the cafeteria, enthusiastically waving his phone as he jogged over.

König, already tired of what Horangi was about to say, simply grunted when the Korean man slid into the seat beside him. He tried his best to convey just how tired he was, but it was to no avail as Horangi eagerly crowded into his personal space to show him his crack phone screen.

"You really should get that replaced," König grumbled as Horangi shuffled closer.

"You sound like my Mom," Horangi commented before pressing play on the video.

König winced at the volume as Horangi hurriedly turned it down with a whispered 'Sorry!'.

"You really are a useless-"

"Look!" Horangi jammed his finger at a small sign in the video.

König leaned in and squinted.

"Horangi, my eyes are good but they're not that good. Can you just tell me what it says?"

"This place is near our base!" Horangi explained, "let's get a few guys and we'll go!"

"You want to go to a... A scary house?" König asked curiously.

"A haunted house König," Horangi sniffed, "seriously you moved from Germany over ten years ago and you still don't know what a haunted house is?"

König huffed, "My mind blanked. I know what they are."

"Yeah sure, keep telling yourself that," Horangi drawled before switching tabs to get to a poorly formatted website, "now look, tickets are cheap here. It's only five euros to get in!"

For a moment, König's eyes sparkled.

"Only five euros?" he muttered, "that's not too bad... I could be convinced."

"If we go to the shwarma place fist would that help?"

"... Maybe."

"Alright I'll tell Hutch," Horangi swung his legs from out of the bench.

König watched, slightly stunned, as Horangi swaggered away to the other cafeteria.

"Aren't you going to have lunch with me?" König asked.

Horangi turned to look over his shoulder and scoffed, "Nah, I've got shit to do. I wanna go, but if we don't get enough of a crowd it's just not worth it."

König narrowed his eyes, "Was I only asked to boost numbers?"

Horangi shrugged, "Why are you worried?"

"Don't you consider me a friend?" König asked bitterly.

"Yeah," Horangi said, "but you always push the chair back in the car until it hits my knees."

"Then drive," König stated.

"I don't need you on my case too," Horangi grumbled and walked away, leaving König to sit with an empty tray in front of him.

He glared at the gleaming steel.

"Did I really eat it all that fast?"

17:00 - Five Hours Before the Ban

Hutch took a long swig of water before dropping his arm to his lap. He waved at König fondly, "Hey there."

König waved back curtly and picked up a dumbbell before sitting on a bench and starting his bicep curls.

"You doing another set?" Hutch asked.

"Why not?" König shrugged.

"That's what I keep telling myself, but then I strain something," Hutch laughed, "you best watch yourself old man."

"I am not old!" König grumbled, "I only just turned thirty a month ago."

"You're in your thirties. You're old," Hutch smirked.

"You're what, twenty-nine?" König huffed.

"Twenty-seven and eleven months, thank you," Hutch replied.

"Oh so you'll be old soon enough," König snorted.

Hutch shook his head and wiped a blue towel over her forehead, "Nah, once I hit thirty then thirty-five is old."

"Oh," König rolled his eyes, "I see. So I won't be old for long."

"Did I say thirty-five? I meant thirty-one" Hutch took another sip of water.

"You're worse than Horangi," König puffed as he neared the end of his rep.

"König," Hutch glared down his nose at the bigger man, "nobody's as bad as Horangi."

König put the dumbbell by his feet and set his timer before he admitted, "Maybe not."

"Speaking of Horangi though," Hutch started stretching his arms over his chest, "I heard that he invited you to come out with us?"

"Word really does go around fast here," König muttered.

"When it's with Horangi? Sure does. But seriously man," Hutch eased into a good stretch, "are you coming?"

König drummed his fingers on his thigh as he felt his heart rate relax. He turned his head from side to side and then said, "Why not. I don't have anything else to do."

"Then I guess we got you on a good day," Hutch smiled.

"'We'? I thought this was a Horangi thing," König glanced over at his friend.

"Well, I gave Horangi the idea, but he was the one who really made it happen," Hutch explained, "I was hoping we might schedule something for next week or whatever, but Horangi's too impulsive to wait."

"Strange. When we were out in Iraq I saw him line up a shot for three hours," König shook his head, "but that man works in weird ways. I don't think I'll ever understand him."

"Funny, 'cause he says the same things about you," Hutch commented.

König was about to say something when his timer went off.

"Another rep, big guy?"

König nodded and picked up the dumbbell again, "Always another."

20 :00 - Two Hours Until the Ban

"Oh my God this is so good."

"See? I told you it would be."

"Okay but I saw you flicking mould off a peach last week," Horangi rolled his eyes as he stuffed another forkful of shwarma in his mouth, "your definition of 'good' is fucked."

König bristled as Hutch and Aksel laughed quietly behind him. He glared at the two, but it only served to worse Aksel's giggling.

"It was just a tiny bit," he explained.

"It was not a tiny bit," Aksel snickered, "that was the peach that Stiletto forgot in her locker."

König paled, "Was it really?"

"Yeah?" Aksel shook his head mirthfully, "I mean, it was set out on the counter for a reason."

"I thought..." König trailed off as he turned to glare at his hands.

"Whatever you thought," Hutch interjected, "it was just stupid. Like come on man, it was smellin' and everything!"

König wrinkled his nose, "I don't think it smelled that bad."

"You know you nearly gave Stiletto a heart attack," Horangi added on.

König smiled beneath his hood, "Well, I suppose I'll have to tell her I'm sorry."

"Oh cut the crap," Horangi gruffed, "you just wish you saw her face too."

König nodded from side to side as the others laughed.

It wasn't often that the men could get off base for a bit, but by pulling König's rank card (Horangi swore that wasn't the reason he was invited) and explaining a few things away, they managed to be able to get some time out to look around and enjoy the city. It took about an hour to drive to the shwarma shop, but at least it seemed to be a hit with the whole team. König was glad to at least provide something to the trip. He hated to admit it, but even then he was anxious about appearing good enough for his team.

"So," Horangi put his plastic fork down, "In about fifteen minutes, what do you guys think about heading out to the haunt?"

"Fine by me," Aksel nodded as Hutch swallowed a bite of his wrap, nodding in agreement.

"Alright. König? You cool with that?" Horangi turned to look at the tall Austrian.

"Should be fine," König nodded, "I mean, it might be a bit late, but..."

"We'll be fine," Hutch shut him down quickly, "don't worry about it man."

"I mean, it's just it's a long drive, and-"

"König! If the numbers guy says it'll be fine, then it'll be fine," Aksel sighed.

Horangi patted his shoulder, "Trust us. It'll be fine."

König sighed and relaxed into the seat. He didn't trust them, not in the slightest, but the least he could do was pretend.

21:00 - One Hour Until the Ban

The group of four man stood outside the farmhouse, looking up and down at the dilapidated building. Fog rolled from the windows with winding screams into the night. Occasionally, a bright red flash would come from the top left window. Cheap cobwebs were woven over the ground, littered with tiny plastic spiders that glowed in the green light coming from the front porch.

"You gettin' scared at all?" Horangi grinned as he looked between the others.

"Pft, it looks cheap," Aksel crossed his arms, "saw way better when I was a kid."

"I think that's positivity bias there, Aksel," König muttered, earning himself a short nod from Hutch.

"I think we might've wasted our time honestly," Hutch frowned as he gave the building another once-over.

"Oh come on," Horangi groaned, "we haven't even been inside. It might be a lot of fun!"

"Fun?" Askel shook his head and tutted condescendingly, "in this place? I doubt it."

Hutch glared at the offending building behind a pair of sunglasses.

"The website made it look so much better," Hutch complained bitterly as he squared his shoulders back.

Watching Horangi's face fall, König couldn't help but kick himself for being so negative to the place. Without another word, he put a hand on Horangi's shoulder and cocked his head to the side.

"Maybe it might be better on the inside, don't you think?" he offered his friend.

Horangi smiled back brightly, "See! König has the right idea!"

König shrivelled under the judgmental glare of the others. He hated how they looked almost disappointing in him for trying to stand up for Horangi. Really, even if the haunt was just for kids, what was the harm in having fun with it?

"Well hey, they say there's only groups of two here," Horangi pointed at a poorly painted sign, "so I'll go with König and you two buzzkills go with each other."

Aksel rolled his eyes, but threw an arm around the taller man to his left, "Alright, looks like we're together."

"Get your arm off of me," Hutch grumbled.

Not keen to be dragged down by the others, König decided to follow Horangi to the front steps of the home.

Strangely, as König drew closer, he couldn't help but feel that age-old familiar tingle in his chest. Something about the house set him on edge. He didn't want to admit it, but the house certainly unnerved him. He had the feeling something horribly dreadful waited for him inside.

"You know, now that the other two are gone, I'm really digging the vibes here," Horangi elbowed König lightly.

"Ja," König replied stiffly, "it is different without them."

Horangi looked up at his friend skeptically. After observing him carefully, a sly smile slid across Horangi's face.

"Getting a bit spooked, big guy?" Horangi asked.

König snorted, "No, of course not."

"Sure," Horangi drawled, "whatever you say."

König turned to glare, but they were already being called up.

As he stepped up to the ticket taker, he noticed the man turning to an actor and whispering. He tried to ignore how they both seemed to focus more on him than Horangi before the smaller scare actor was shooed off.

As they walked into the house, Horangi worsened his fears when he blithely commented, "They really seemed to be looking at you back there. I wonder why."

König felt positively dreadful.

21:30 - Half an Hour Until the Ban

König looked around him nervously. About five minutes ago, Horangi had disappeared from his side. He could hardly believe it. One minute Horangi was chatting away and the next he was gone. He didn't even really know when he lost the man, he'd long-since tuned out his rambling. Now, he wished he were paying more attention.

Now that he was alone, König couldn't help but notice all the sounds more. The screams pressed on his ears as the rattling of chains snaked through his feet. Sometimes he swore he heard someone panting in his ear, but when he turned there was only the low green light guiding him forwards.

With each step he took, he felt like he was passing through thick webs. Occasionally, thick tarps would block his vision and he'd have to push forward. He tried his best to not let his heart rate spike, but something had him on edge.

A part of him was kicking himself for being in any way, shape or form affected by the house. It was just a haunted house, it was all fake. He'd seen real horror, so why did this get to him? What was it that had his skin crawling?

He didn't know but it just kept getting worse.

König pushed past a curtain of rusted chains to enter what looked like the remnants of a kitchen. In the strobing red lights, he could see blood splatters cake the walls. The shine of metal on the walls clued him in to the knives wallpapering the room. His knees felt weak when he finally noticed the centre of the room.

There, lying down strapped to the dining room, a woman watched him with bright white eyes.

König couldn't help himself as he dashed into the next room.

Those eyes, bright white, staring directly at him, they petrified him like no other. He felt them boring into him, even as he left. He spared a glance behind him and nearly collapsed when he saw the woman turn her head 180 degrees to follow him.

He slammed the next door shut behind him, swallowing him in darkness.

21:45 - Fifteen Minutes Until the Ban

König panted as he slumped against the door. He held his chest tightly, welcoming the darkness around him. Finally he could get away from those eyes. In this darkness, nobody could ever see him.

König closed his eyes and sighed.

When he opened them, a small candle lit the room, revealing the contents to him for the first time.

When he looked around, he wanted to scream.

Mirrors. There were mirrors everywhere. Some as big as him, some smaller than his thumbnail. Ton and tons of mirrors all glinting back at him.

He could see his form slowly distorting in the candlelight. Old memories rushed through him and he trampled forth, knocking down a couple of mirrors in the process and shattering them on the ground.

21:50 - Ten minutes Until the Ban

König ran until he collided into a wall and stumbled back. Now in the low red lights he could see everything around him.

From the room of mirrors he'd walked into a small pioneer classroom. To his horror, every single pair of eyes was on him. He tried walking one way, and the 'students' turned their heads. He walked the other way and they followed him. He glanced around in widening horror as he realized the only exit was at the back of the room.

Without another thought, he pushed forth.

21:55 - Five Minutes Until the Ban

König didn't know why he ever agreed to come here. This place was nothing but a house of torture. He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry, he wanted to do anything he could to escape. Any exit he saw only took him further and further into the maze.

How was a small farmhouse so big? It felt endless in here. Each turn brought him new horrors, new eyes staring at him. He tried to get away, but he could feel their eyes on him constantly, watching him run, watching him stumble, watching him as he desperately tried to find an escape.

He barely took in his surroundings as he charged through the building. He could hear something being shouted, could hear footsteps crashing down behind him but he just kept pushing forth. He needed to do anything he could to get away. He could feel his throat tightening and his heart pounding as he ripped down a curtain to get by.

He stumbled through into another black room and felt himself shut down.

21:58 - Two Minutes Until the Ban

The room was silent. Nothing from the outside came in. It was cold, terribly cold. Never had he been so cold. Why was he so cold?

He heard a door unlock, and footsteps step in.

21:59 - One Minute Until the Ban

"Uh, hello?" he heard a quiet voice, "um, is anyone in here?"

A bright flashlight turned on in his face, momentarily blinding him.

König didn't think as he punched into the light. He only heard a squawk and a curse as the light dropped down to the ground. He stumbled back and all the lights turned on.

22:00 - THE BAN

"Dude!" he looked down to find a straggly teen.

"Shit he got Johann," a woman yelled out.

"I told you this was a bad idea," a man grunted as he stepped forth and hauled the teen up to his feet. He gave König a sharp glare and jabbed a finger in his direction.

"Me?" König could feel the panic draining from his system.

"You! Go follow her and get out of here," the man yelled.

König didn't need to be told twice. He quickly found the tiny purple-haired woman and scurried to her side. She eyed him with disgust.

"Seriously dude, that wasn't cool," she sighed, "like, I know we're an extreme haunt, but you can't punch the actors. That's like, the number one rule here."

"Ah, sorry," König muttered weakly.

"Your friend is outside waiting for you," she grumbled as she led him through the back, "I told the guys not to push you too far, but they just wanted to scare the big guy and I guess they went too far. Still," she opened the final door, "you're banned from the haunt. Permanently."

"Why?" König asked meekly as he stepped by.

"You punched the actors dude," she glared at him, "number. One. Rule."

With that she slammed the door in his face, leaving him to join Horangi outside.

Horangi only had to take one look at his friend to figure out what had happened.

"You punched an actor?" he crossed his arms over his chest, "that's like, the number one rule."

"I panicked," König explained weakly.

"You? You panicked?" Horangi frowned, "what the hell did they do to you?"

König shook his head as he leaned over, "Eyes. So many eyes."

"Eyes?"

"And mirrors."

"And mirrors!? König, what sorta haunt did you go to?" Horangi quizzed him, "I just got led around a haunted barnyard!"

"After they split us up," König sucked in another breath, "it was... I didn't think that it would be that bad." Horangi scrunched his eyebrows together, but thankfully only clapped a hand on his back and helped push his friend forward, "Alright, well, I saw some sorta candy place. Looked like dragonsbreath, so I wanted to check it out. Wanna come with?"

König wheezed.

"I'll take that as a yes," Horangi shrugged and dragged König over to the cotton candy vendor.

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v-4-mp-slayer · 4 months ago

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girl okay so what if I'm (gn) a regular at the Last Drop and one day I come in with a guy but he treats me bad and I'm clearly uncomfortable so Vander tells him to back tf off and when he leaves he asks me out?

blink blink blink blink blink pleaaaaaaaaase

-you know who I am 🙏😔

I have seen you here before.

Vander x gn! Reader

'I will protect everyone i have to, but i will protect you even more'

It wasn't uncommon to see bar fights, but this one was different.

For a man that looked like he could break a spine in half, Vander had a bigger heart than anyone could truly see.

He had seen you once a few months ago, then it became every week, and then every day, and eventually, he founded himself expecting you to go through the bar's door more than he admitted

It was a cold day, more than usual. He was cleaning around. There weren't many customers today anyway.

That's when he heard the bell that someone had entered the establishment and a soft smile drew in his lips when he noticed it was you, yet the smile was met with a small frown when he noticed the guy pushing you inside, he didn't said anything yet, he knew sometimes between peers tough love wasn't uncommon, the amount of times he had gotten confused over Vi fighting or aggressively hugging someone were comical.

Yet there was something that made him weary. You always smiled, even if it was a tired smile, but today that smile was missing, and you had the same face Powder made when Mylo began annoying her.

Still, Vander, as big as he was he was not about unnecessary fights, so he just watched and served your usual.

He watched.

He kept watching.

He watched more.

And his brow kept furrowing the more he stared at you because you kept looking at the exit every time the guy looked away, and it was clear you were uncomfortable.

At this point, he was only half-listening to Benzo talk about the latest shipment as he wiped the counter.

'They seem uncomfortable', Benzo said then making Vander look at him and then you again.

'I know', he said calm but still weary.

'I haven't seen that lad around here before', Benzo said, gesturing to the guy you were with.

'Me neither, but i don't trust him', Vander whispered, pouring Benzo another round.

He looked at you again a moment, the one with the tired smile and kind eyes who always lingered a little longer than they needed to after their drink, the guy beside them had that kind of vibe Vander hated loud, obnoxious, already talking over them the moment they stepped inside and he wasn't even listening properly at your conversation. But when the guy grabbed your wrist too tight while laughing, Vander's jaw tightened.

But ten minutes in, it gets worse.

The guy pushed your beverage slightly, almost mockingly, and scoffed.

'Are you seriously drinking that again?' the guy says loud enough for several heads to turn.

Vander stiffens. He watches you shrink a little in your seat, eyes dropping.

'It's a bar. Why do you keep asking for pink lemonade? It's pathetic like you. No wonder why-' the guy began saying

That’s enough.

Vander sets the glass down. Not slams it. He just sets it. Calm, but there’s a storm behind his eyes. He steps out from behind the bar, towering presence moving through the space with heavy certainty.

'Hey', he says, voice low and edged with steel. 'This place might not be much, but we treat people with respect here. If you wanna act like a bastard, you can do it somewhere else.'

The guy scoffs, opening their mouth to retaliate, but Vander cuts them off.

'I will not ask again, leave, now', he said looking down at him.

Then, softer, he turns to you.

'You okay?' he asks.

You nod softly, a small smile on your lips now.

'You fuck-' the guy began saying, but Vander looked at him like a strict dad, and the guy closed him mouth and scoffed, grabbing his stuff aggressively and stomping out.

Vander sighed and turned to you again.

'Well, that's what i call an arsehole', he chuckled, making you chuckle back.

'But seriously, you okay?, i don't want to see you with guys like that again, eh?, don't let other people fade that smile of yours ', she said softly sitting on the chair the guy was before.

You laughed and nooded, and just like that, Vander decided that talking to you was more important than finishing cleaning the dishes.

A warm feeling spread across his chest before he decided to stand up.

'Come on, I'll get you to eat something, you need it after all this mess', he said, making you a head sign.

'But what about the bar?', you said, looking around.

'Oi, Benzo, can you close for me?'Vander said, trowing the keys at his friend, who raised a brow but laughed and nooded.

'Now come on, it's getting late ', he said, offering his hand to help you stand up.

'I don't have enough money to-', you began saying but his hand moved to your shoulder.

'I invited you, i pay, same with this', he said gesturing to your beverage.

'On the house', he said with a smile before you two walked out the bar.

And that night, when he returned to his bed, he fell asleep with a tiny smile, already dreaming about seeing you the next day.

He also heard Vi and Mylo gossiping, but that was a tomorrow talk.

#vander x reader #vander x you #vander x y/n #arcane x reader #vander

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h0lymary · 3 months ago

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I Don't Want This Night to End (Joel Miller x neighbor!reader) (chapter one)

(title inspired by that song by Luke Bryan)

hi everyone, this is my first work on here (please be nice to me :) more chapters to come!

wc: 2.6k

warnings: none, this is all exposition :) (slowly but surely building up the slow burn)

May, 1999. Austin, Texas:

The morning breeze started to feel less cool, as the hot Texas sun began to really beat down on your face as you finished moving the last of your boxes into your empty house. You had wanted to get all of the heavy lifting out of the way early in the morning, not wanting to suffer heatstroke all alone in your new house.

The place was small, almost quaint. It sat almost at the end of the cul de sac, and having closed on it earlier that week, you wanted to move in as soon as possible. The first year of your masters program had just ended at UT Austin, and you were desperate to find a new place outside of the city. The year had been a difficult one, but not for your academics. No one knew you moved beside your parents, and you had sworn them to secrecy and made them promise not to tell anyone. He couldn’t know.

As the day dragged on, you slowly but surely began to get your shit together. Moving boxes into their assigned rooms, putting your bed together, and setting up your television. At around noon, you were starving, only realizing that you had yet to go grocery shopping. So you caved and ordered pizza, well, pizzas. You figured you were going to need dinner later.

After devouring half of a cheese pizza from the nearest shitty pizza place, you resumed your unpacking. Fly by The Dixie Chicks, your new favorite album was playing at full blast on your stereo, when you heard a quiet knock at your door.

Curious, you turned the volume down and headed to the door, opening to reveal a little girl donning a backpack that was almost bigger than she was.

“Hi there, can I help you?” You asked kindly. “Good afternoon, Miss, I’m Sarah Miller and I live across the street.” The little girl said, pointing at the house directly across from yours.

“Hi Sarah, it’s really nice to meet you.” You said, introducing yourself by your first name. “You don’t have to call me Miss, makes me feel old.” You joked.

“Okay then. It’s nice to meet you too.” Sarah said, now using your first name.

“Are your parents home, Sarah?” You asked.

“It’s just me and my dad, and he’s at work.”

“I see. So it’s just you over there until he gets home?”

“Yep. I have homework to do, so it’s not totally boring, I guess.”

“He work late?”

“Sometimes. He said he would try to be back before 7:00 today, though.”

You glanced at your watch, it was almost 3:00. Your mom stayed home when you were younger, but you had friends who were latchkey kids. However, they had siblings to keep them company, and it appeared that Sarah doesn’t. You felt a little bad for the kid, so you invited her in. If your cabinets weren’t collecting dust, you would have offered her a snack, so instead, you embarrassingly offered her some room temperature pizza, which she surprisingly accepted.

Having Sarah’s company came in handy when she helped you move your small dining room table and chairs into the dining room, giving Sarah a space where she could do her homework.

“You know, this actually worked out good, because I totally forgot my house key in the kitchen this morning.” Sarah admitted to you. “I would have had to call my dad, and he probably would have gotten super mad, and I would have to go to the Adlers’.”

“Well I’m glad I could be of some help then.” You laughed. “Who are the Adlers?”

“They live in the house right next to us. Mrs. Adler is a total Jesus freak, and her mom is super old, but my dad says we have to be nice to them. We have dinner every few weeks, and I’m surprised her cooking hasn’t sent someone to the hospital.”

Sarah’s honestly surprised you, and since you’re never really around children, and it’s been a while since you were her age, you’re not quite sure if this is just how kids her age act.

“That is… good to know. Maybe remind me not to introduce myself to them.” You joked.

After Sarah finished her homework, she helped you unload a few more boxes, but she mostly just started to organize everything that was already unpacked. It was nearing dinnertime, and the Miller’s driveway was still empty.

“Are you sure you don't want to call your dad?” You asked. “Just so he doesn’t freak out if he gets home and you’re not there.”

“I guess I should.” Sarah said, already tensing up.

You give her your cellphone and she dials her dad’s phone number. He picks up after a few rings, and she starts.

“Dad, it’s Sarah. I’m at the new neighbors house, she’s really nice.”

“I might have forgotten my key this morning.”

The conversation continued.

“It’s not my fault, you were late waking me up!”

“Uncle Tommy ate all of the pancakes, I was so malnourished I forgot the key on the table.”

You stifled a smile as she went on, until finally:

“Ugh, fine.” She takes the phone away from her ear, and gestured out for you to take it. “He wants to talk to you. Good luck.”

Now a little anxious, you grabbed the phone from her. You swallowed nervously, and began: “Hi Mr. Miller," you introduced yourself.

“S’just Joel. I do apologize that Sarah forgot her key, she’s s’posed to be getting better at rememberin’. I hope she’s not gettin’ in the way of your movin’ in.”

“Oh God, definitely not. She’s been great, a pleasure, really. Her homework is done, and she’s been helping me unpack and stuff.”

“I appreciate you sayin’ that, and I can’t thank you enough for watching her.”

“It’s no problem, I mean it. We were thinking of ordering a pizza or something for dinner, if that’s okay with you.”

Between the two of you that afternoon, you cleaned out everything you had ordered for lunch. Joel didn’t need to know that, though.

“S’not necessary, you’ve done enough already for her today-”

“It’s not a big deal, I swear. I would make something, but I haven’t had time to go to the grocery store yet.“

Joel sighed on the other line. “I really woild appreciate that, I reckon I’m stuck here for a while longer than I planned.”

“It’s no worry. We’ll save you a couple of slices.”

“I’m payin’.”

“And I’m pretending I didn’t hear what you just said. I’m looking forward to meeting you later, Joel.”

“Likewise, M’aam.”

You gave the phone back to Sarah so she could say goodbye to her father, while you looked over the takeout menu from the same pizza place you ordered from earlier.

“What kind of pizza does your dad like?” You asked Sarah.

“Sausage.”

“And what about you?”

“Pineapple.”

“Really?” You shot her a fake, grossed out look, making her laugh.

“What’s wrong with pineapple?”

“Oh nothing, I was just surprised, s’all.”

“Sureeee.” Sarah said, rolling her eyes, earning a chuckle from both of you.

After calling and placing an order for 3 small pizzas, one cheese, one pineapple, and one sausage, the two of you continued chatting and unpacking the rest of your belongings. The two of you got to know each other a little bit more. You learned that she was in the fifth grade at the nearby elementary school, her favorite subject to study was science, and that she was nervous to begin middle school in a few months.

You told her that you studied history in college, and were now back in school at UT Austin to get your master’s degree in education, because it had been your lifelong dream to teach history. She was glad to hear that you were so good at history, as she was currently struggling with the last unit in her history class at the moment. You told her that you were here to help any time she needed.

While that was the main reason you moved here, you were not going to get into one of the other, probably way more serious reasons. You were starting fresh here, and you didn't need to scare off the literal first person you met in your neighborhood.

As the two of you talked, a knock at the door interrupted your conversation.

“Must be the pizza.” You said to your young neighbor, grabbing a few loose bills as you headed to your front door. As you opened up, you were surprised to see a grown man in work clothes, rather than a pimply-faced teenager holding your pizzas.

“Mr. Miller,” you said, surprised he was already here to pick up Sarah. “We weren’t expecting you this early, the pizza hasn’t gotten here yet.”

That was true, you weren’t expecting him this early. There was something else you weren’t expecting either: He was, handsome. You could tell he was a hard worker just by giving him a once over, but the second you looked into his dark, kind eyes, his hard expression softened, as he greeted you like a true southern gentleman.

“S’just Joel, Miss. Thank you again for lookin’ after Sarah today, I wasn’t expectin’ to be out this late.”

Once Sarah realized that a simple pizza handoff shouldn’t have taken more than 30 seconds, she came running.

“Dad!” She exclaimed, running past you to hug her father.

“Hey, Babygirl.” He said to her, lifting her small frame off the ground, hugging her tightly.

"You guys should at least take some pizza home, when it gets here." You say softly, not wanting to break up a sweet moment between the father and daughter.

"Can we stay and eat?" Sarah asked, and neither of you knew how to respond.

"Um, that's perfectly fine by me." You said first, breaking the silence. "I think that's up to your dad, though."

"Can we stay Dad, pleaseeeee?" Sarah asked Joel, breaking out the puppy dog eyes.

Joel stood silent for a moment. You shot him a small, assuring smile. You really wouldn't mind if they stayed, in fact you welcomed the company. You didn't want to pressure your new neighbors into anything, though, so you stayed silent as Joel continued to think.

"S'fine by me too, s'long as you really don't mind us botherin' you for a few more minutes." Joel said, finally

"Again, it's really no bother at all. I enjoy the company." You said, a wide smile now appearing on your face. You weren't the only happy one, as Sarah squealed in excitement when her father finally agreed. She practically dragged the two of you back into your house, wanting to show her father around.

"Apologies for the mess, I'm kind of starting to get there." You said to Joel, desperately trying to shove boxes out of the way as the three of you walked back towards your dining room.

"When'd you move in?" Joel asked you.

"This morning, early. It was still dark out when I got in, and I want to say I got everything into the house by 8:00."

"Must've just missed you, then. S'about the time we leave in the morning."

"We were late today, though. My uncle was over and ate all of my breakfast." Sarah chimed in, Joel shooting her a look.

You chuckled lightly, and Joel's face turned a slight pink color. He wondered what your conversations with Sarah were like before he got here, and if they included any other slightly embarrassing stories.

Before you knew it, another knock on the door interrupted the conversation.

"I've got it." Joel said, standing up and making a move for his wallet. Unfortunately, you were already on your way to the door, cash in hand, and he knew he wasn't going to be able to beat you to it.

You paid the teenage delivery boy, and made your way back to the table with the pizzas in hand.

"She got your favorite, Dad." Sarah said to Joel.

"S'awfully kind of you, thank you again."

"Of course. We had a good afternoon, and plus I owe Sarah one after she helped me unpack."

"She got my favorite too." Sarah said, taking a huge bit out of a slice of pineapple pizza, a grin plastered across her face.

The three of you chatted a bit more over dinner, mostly just small talk. You found out that Joel and his brother were contractors, and some jobs, like the one he was on tonight, frequently require him to work extra hours. He talked to you a bit more about the neighborhood, and the people in it. You learned a little bit more about the Adlers, who Joel didn't seem too crazy about either, but they were kind folks who took a liking to him and Sarah, and he feels too bad declining their dinner invitations, so the two of them go over every couple of weeks, begrudgingly.

After the three of you had practically picked the boxes of pizza clean, Joel and Sarah were ready to go. You sent them home with the small amount of leftovers, despite Joel's protests He would have helped with dishes, if there were any to clean. You hadn't unpacked your dishes, glasswares, and utensils, so the three of you ate off of paper towels, and drank out of paper cups.

You had walked the father and daughter out to your porch, where Joel nudged at Sarah, prompting her to say something.

"Thank you for watching me today." Sarah said to you, taking you by surprise when she went in for a hug.

"Oh, you are so welcome." You replied, hugging the girl back. "My door is always open, if you ever forget your key again." You joked.

"That won't be a problem anymore, right Sarah?" Joel cut in.

"Yes, Dad." Sarah said, rolling her eyes.

"Why don't you start headin' on back, kiddo." Joel said to Sarah, handing her his house key. Walking across the street back to her house, she waved goodbye to you one last time. You waved back.

"I just wanted to thank you again for today, Miss. You don't know how much I appreciate it." Joel said to you.

"Sarah is a great girl, it was no problem. Also, you don't have to keep calling me miss." You said, instructing him to call you by your first name.

"M'sorry. S'just, with Sarah's mom not around, she doesn't spend a lot of time with other girls, women, 'cept when she's at school. She seems to have taken a liking to you."

You didn't want to pry about Sarah's mother, so you didn't. But just as you had felt for Sarah earlier, you felt sorry for the man standing in front of you right now.

"Well, I've taken liking to her too. I hope the two of you know she is welcome here anytime. That goes for you, too."

"I appreciate that, again." Joel said, his face turning a slight shade of pink. Probably because of the heat. Right? "I should get going, but you have a good night now."

"Goodnight, Joel." You said, walking back into your new home and closing the door behind you.

You pressed your back up against the front door, tilting your head back, and letting out a heavy sigh. What a day, you thought to yourself. You hoped that Sarah would take you up on your offer to stop by anytime. You wished a little more that her father would do the same.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #eventual smut #slow burn #neighbors to lovers #the last of us #tlou hbo #pre outbreak!joel #joel miller x you

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carpememes · 2 months ago

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Overwatch Dialogue Starters (Junkrat)

Buckle my shoe, there's mayhem to do!

Fire in the hole!

Anybody got a toothpick? Ugh. Got one of them mantis arms stuck between me molars.

A sausage roll and a battered sav, that's what I would like to have!

Ladies and gentlemen, start your engines!

Fly, my little friend!

Fan mail! You get it, I get it--well, I get a lot of it. Guess they love me out there, in this big crazy world...

Hold this a minute.

Come on, let me push it!

Can't keep a bad lad down!

Why have I got this detonator again?

Bomb voyage!

If mum could see me now!

I'm just like you, Rocket Lady!

Shh. Don't tell anyone!

This trap exclusive property of [NAME].

Oh, you really stepped in it, mate!

Oh, you're in a pickle!

Snap! Gotcha!

They're vulnerable! Get 'em!

Get the one in the trap!

I trapped one! Get 'em!

I've been thinking about leaving society. Just me, a little cottage, and all the gold bars I can carry!

Plenty of bombs to go around!

Feast your eyes upon this hand-curated assortment of tasteful pyrotechnic delights, with which I intend to entertain you this evening. Or possibly morning... What time is it?

I promise to take this one serious.

I want to write a novel! They said, "No, [NAME], you're not the type to write a novel." Well, I said, "Watch me!"

If you really think about it, bugs are just little plants that move.

Lovely arvo for a mission, isn't it?

Now, I know I ain't got many mates among this group, but I hope we can look past our differences and proceed forward, with mutual respect, into a bold and prosperous future, inclusive of a few modest explosions, as the circumstances permit.

So, I was like, [name], mate, just 'cause that's how you see it, doesn't mean that's how she sees it, right?

Support your local bombardier!

Today's a good day for some mayhem!

Oh, [NAME]. I ought to kiss you atop your sweet little head!

Ah- Almost dropped me launcher, sorry... I've just got nerves, fighting alongside the Champ...

Time to share me gifts with the world!

Kick 'em in the teeth! Pow, straight to the dentist!

One more win, that's all we need.

We're one away from winning! And winning is me favorite outcome!

Can't put me down. Or my pals. We just get back up!

Forget about that last round. Let's go win this!

I'm not about to pack it in. Let's win this one!

Deep breaths, everyone! The final round begins...

It's all tied up. You know what that means. Time for... sudden death!

That's all right, we're the comeback adults!

Let's give it a fair shake, mate!

Stiff upper lip now, you've come back from worse.

Such perfidy cannot go unanswered!

This situation calls for more bombs!

Betrayed by me own bombs... blah!

I'll keep trying till I run out of limbs!

Alone again! Such woeful tidings...

Am I the first one back? Oh, that's classic me.

I did it, mum! I'm on fire!

Oh--where are my fellow rapscallions?

Look who's on fire again! ME!

Someone better get a firie, because I'm on a roll!

With friends like these, who needs- eh- other kinds of friends?

Looks like they were just playing dead!

Time is money, friends! And we're almost flat broke.

Houston, we have the robot.

Sorry about that. Love what you do with the dynamite...

Couldn't you just... fly away?

Does this make me Queen?

We could've had a beautiful partnership...

Never liked going to the doctor.

Don't you come the raw prawn with me!

That's for not taking me to space when I asked.

Monkey see, monkey die!

Your magic death beam privileges have been rescinded!

Never meet your heroes...

I can't miss, and when I do miss, it... doesn't count.

Laserlike accuracy, that's how I do it.

Works every time! Terms and conditions may apply.

Caught beneath the wheel of progress!

Against all odds, the captain falls to the cheeky upstart..

Uh, personally, I think my big moment was bigger than your big moment... by far!

That's right. I'm her favorite child!

If I can't fly, you're not allowed either!

I hate ghosts. Especially when they do that!

Did somebody put a humiliating end to your schemes? Ha ha ha!

I knew there was a reason I kept you around. And it wasn't the sparkling conversation.

Sure you don't want to adopt me, [NAME]?

It is my understanding that you are supposed to turn that in.

Save the Queen, or it's off with our heads!

If I was a Greek god, I'd be Dyne... Dyon.... The one with the grapes!

It's so hard to tell right from wrong. If only I had someone to give me guidance.Someone wise, and experienced! An adoptive mother, if you will...

One stick o' dynamite? Well, that's just adorable.

It's nothing. Just beginning to think nobody likes me.

Is it even worth it, if I don't get to do what I love?

Hold on, breaking news! The moon has fallen into the ocean!

So. Did you have a chance to think about my proposal?

Look at us! Two superstars out and about. We should keep our heads down. Don't want the paparazzi finding us.

Sticky bombs? What a fantastic idea! How do they work?

What's on your mind, mate?

My Queen! Your voice, ever sonorous, is like a gentle waterfall upon my ears!

My exquisitous Queen, I come bearing news of great import!

I was thinking of becoming an underwear model. How does one get pecs as hulking as yours?

Does it include work? Ugh, I can't stand work!

Doc, I've got this rash that won't go away. I've tried everything: radiation, dirt, radioactive dirt...

You looking for a lab assistant? I'm great with chemicals.

I'm working on me resume. What sounds better: "itinerant scoundrel," or "perspicacious rapscallion"?

I was just trying to make a milkshake...

You look like a gentleman who eats his own toenails!

Just looking for something we might have in common...

Is it the bombs? You don't like the bombs?

Cheers love! It's time to save the world!

My most sinciferest thanks to the second most intimidating person I know.

Look, he's the strangest bot I've ever seen. That's all I'm sayin'.

Oh no, he heard me. This is so awkward...

Have you tried the coffee here? It'll make your eyes v-v-vibrate out of your skull!

Our sumptuous Italian vacation begins... now!

Everyone stand very still!

#sentence starters #rp memes #overwatch #overwatch 2 #junkrat #jamison fawkes

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whovianwriter · 2 years ago

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leonard mccoy x reader

Everything

AN: Thank you so much for requesting, sorry it took me so long I restarted like three times cause I kept changing my mind on different things. Feel free to request anything!

Warnings: Blood, injury to the reader, hurt/comfort, thoughts about death, sad but then happy at the end

“Damn it, the engine was hard to fix but I finally got it.”

Y/N said as she was walking to her desk, then she felt the ship shake due to the engine going back on line but the shake would get worse before it got better. So she tried to stabilize herself with her desk as she waited for it to finish. But Then she saw one of the interns carrying nails and pieces of junk before she knew what happened. He fell on top of her and she felt the pain a couple minutes later as she felt something wet and warm get soaked through her uniform. There was yell and her vision began to fade when she saw Scotty picking her up.

“Come on Lass, keep your eyes open. You can’t fall asleep.”

It was getting hard to focus but she knew that this might not be ending on a happy note, she saw memories rush to her. Her childhood, a million smiles, some tears then she saw Leonard when they first met at the Academy. They started dating and fell in love, their wedding, they both just swayed to the music for so long they didn’t want the day to end. They both knew that they had finally found the right person for their other half. “Tell .. Lee.. I.. Love .. him.”

“You can tell him that yourself, Once you get fixed up.”

They soon got to the medbay and he laid her down at one of the tables, when Leonard came out to see what the noise was when he saw her. His wife bleeding out as he ran, a nurse stopped him as three doctors got to her. They knew he couldn’t work on her, they were too close. He felt the anger as her eyes closed and then he was upset then the anger came through. Scotty pulled him outside so the medical team had as much space they needed. “How the hell did that happen?!?”

As Scotty told him what information he had, Leonard was a mess as he kinda went into shock as he kept looking into the window to see anything but couldn’t he then saw the red on Scotty’s shirt and it made him want to hurl. That’s Y/N’s blood, he sat on the floor looking down trying to see if this was some horrible dream. He then saw another pair of feet run up to them and saw Scotty walking away and the new person kneeled in front of him lifting his head. It was Jim. “She’s going to be okay.”

Leonard looked back to this morning when they were snuggled together in their room, she had her head on his chest, his arm wrapped around her. Holding her like she was his life line. Their legs tangled together as she played with his free hand, ‘We should just call off, stay in bed. Snuggle, watch old shows and eat the leftovers. I’m too comfortable to move.’

‘Darlin’ as much as I want to do that, we only have a half day today and then we are off for a week for shore leave. I promise we can do all that tomorrow.’

‘Fine, but I hope you know I will expect cheesy rom coms as well.’

He laughed and kissed the top of her head before starting to untangle himself from her to get ready for the day, but once he stood she still didn’t stand up but was stretching out on the bed, he bent down and kissed her before saying, ‘I wouldn’t expect anything else, sweetheart.’

The sound of the hiss of the door opening brought Leonard back to the present, he slowly got up and relied on Jim a little so he wouldn’t lose his balance. It was one of the afternoon doctors coming to talk to them. He couldn’t remember his name right at the moment. “Y/N is going to be ok, we gave her a sleep hypo, so her body can heal a bit before we wake her up tomorrow morning. We made sure to get everything out but she will be sore for the next couple days at the very least. The damage wasn’t too bad, it hit bigger veins so that was why there was so much blood. You can come in and sit with her, Doctor McCoy.”

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“Len, I swear I will hit you with a pillow if you do not stop following me. I’m only going to the bathroom, I’ll be back in like 4 minutes.”

They got back to their room the next day in the late afternoon, since then which had only been a day he followed her everywhere just to make sure that she didn’t need his help. She had woken up with ease and even cracked a joke. She then wanted to make sure the intern was alright, he was wearing a welding apron, the most he got was a bruise.

Leonard felt like if he left her alone for too long he would see that he was still in the medbay waiting to see if she would wake up. He was thinking about that when she came out of the bathroom and came over and crawled into his lap looking at him while she had one hand on his cheek. “I’m ok Len.”

“I thought I was gonna lose you.”

“But you didn’t, I’m right here we both are. I admit I thought that that might have been the end for a second and all I could think of is you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, when we met, all the jokes you tell, our wedding where we stayed the whole night on the dance floor. I told Scotty to tell you that I love you. He responded with ‘You can tell him yourself.’”

“Ok I’m cutting off the rom coms, that was so cheesy.”

Y/N laughed then turned her attention onto her husband, “I love you Leonard McCoy, you are my everything.”

“I Love you, you are my everything.”

She bent down and kissed him, till they both couldn’t breath.

#leonard mccoy x reader #bones mccoy #bones x reader #star trek #jim kirk #dr mccoy #leonard mccoy #hurt/comfort #star trek imagine

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emma23 · 8 months ago

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Trouble in the shadow :

Jake Lockley x reader

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The hum of the fluorescent lights in the small office space was the only noise breaking the silence. Y/N typed furiously on her computer, the soft tapping of her fingers a contrast to the storm brewing in her mind. She had been at this job for months now, and no one knew her secret. Well, no one except Jake Lockley.

Jake wasn’t supposed to be here. He wasn’t supposed to know, but Jake always had a way of finding things out. His dark, intense gaze had followed her for weeks, and even though he hadn’t said much, his presence was enough to keep her on edge. Today, he’d finally made his move, standing just behind her desk, leaning against the wall like he owned the place.

Y/N could feel his eyes boring into her back, but she refused to turn around. Maybe if she ignored him long enough, he’d go away.

“I have to get back to work,” she said abruptly, hoping to dismiss him.

But, of course, Jake wasn’t the kind of man to take hints. Before she could take a step, she felt his hand on her wrist. The grip wasn’t harsh, but it was firm enough to send a shiver down her spine.

“Woah, hold on,” Jake drawled, his voice low and smooth, laced with a danger that always seemed to follow him. He turned her around, and Y/N found herself face-to-face with the man who had managed to shake up her entire world. “We haven’t talked about why you’re working here.”

Y/N narrowed her eyes, trying to pull her hand from his grip, but he wasn’t budging. “That’s not your problem, Jake.”

His lips curled into a smirk, one that was equal parts charming and infuriating. “Oh, I hate to break it to you, cariño, but the taste of you on my tongue makes it my problem.”

Her face flushed instantly. “Jake! Don’t talk like that here!”

Jake leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Why not? You don’t seem to mind it when we’re alone.”

Her breath hitched, and she could feel her resolve cracking. But she couldn’t let him win this. Not here. Not now. “This is a professional setting. You need to leave.”

“I need to leave?” Jake echoed, the smirk on his face widening. “I’m not going anywhere until we talk about this.”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Y/N shot back, finally yanking her hand free. “You’re making this a bigger deal than it needs to be.”

“A bigger deal?” Jake crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing. “You’re working for a place like this. I’ve seen the way they treat you, the hours they make you work. And you’re telling me this isn’t a big deal?”

Y/N’s frustration boiled over, and she threw her hands up. “I’m trying to survive, Jake! Not everyone gets to pick and choose their battles like you do!”

Jake’s expression darkened, and for a moment, Y/N thought she had gone too far. But then, in typical Jake fashion, he took a step closer, invading her space like only he could. “Surviving, huh? Is that what you call it when you’re running yourself into the ground?”

“I don’t need a lecture,” Y/N snapped, but her voice wavered. “I can handle myself.”

Jake’s hand found her chin, tilting her head up so she had no choice but to meet his gaze. “I know you can, but I’m not letting you handle this alone.”

Before she could argue, Jake’s lips crashed onto hers, pulling her into a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was rough, demanding, and everything she had come to expect from him. Her body responded almost instantly, leaning into him, her fingers clutching at his shirt as the world around them disappeared.

When they finally pulled apart, Jake’s forehead rested against hers, his breath heavy but steady. “See? No reason to hide it. If I could, I’d kiss you right here, in front of everyone, anytime you’d let me.”

Y/N’s heart raced, her mind spinning as she tried to process his words. “Jake...”

“You think you can just pretend this isn’t happening? That we aren’t happening?” Jake’s voice was softer now, his fingers brushing against her cheek. “I don’t care who sees us, cariño. I’d shout it from the rooftops if you’d let me.”

She couldn’t help but laugh, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “You really are impossible.”

“And you really love it,” Jake teased, his lips finding hers once more. This time, the kiss was slower, more deliberate, like he was savoring every second.

When they broke apart again, Y/N shook her head. “You know, you’re going to get me fired.”

Jake chuckled, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. “If you get fired, I’ll take care of you. No need to worry about that.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? What if I like working here?”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to make you like me more.” Jake’s grin was devilish, and she knew he meant every word.

Just when Y/N thought things were calming down, Jake leaned in once more, this time whispering against her ear, “And, by the way, if you think for a second that I’m done tasting you... well, you’ve got another thing coming.”

Y/N’s eyes widened, her face flushing bright red. She shoved him playfully. “Jake! Not here!”

Jake laughed, the sound deep and rich as he leaned back, looking more than pleased with himself. “Don’t worry, cariño. I’ll behave… for now.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, unable to hide her smile. “You’re impossible.”

“And yet, you keep coming back.”

She shook her head, finally pulling herself away from him. “I’m going to get back to work. And you, Mr. Lockley, are going to leave before you get us both in trouble.”

Jake gave her a mock salute, his grin never fading. “Whatever you say, boss. But remember, I’m always just a phone call away.”

As he turned to leave, Y/N couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ll make sure to put you on speed dial.”

Without missing a beat, Jake glanced over his shoulder and winked. “You better.”

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fanficmom94 · 3 months ago

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One Night Chapter 14

Beth's POV

I look around curiously as we drive down the road I look at Glen "Where are we going?" He looks over and smiles before squeezing my hand. "I thought you could use a break from all the shower planning and thought we could look at houses together?" I blink somewhat surprised I didn't know he had been thinking about us buying a house I thought we would live with his parents until Jake was born. He looks at me again then rubs my hand "I"m not saying that we but we could look and see our options I love being with my family but I want us to have our own space, a place where we can make our own memories I want our own privacy Beth." I smile then leans over and kiss his cheek. "I like the idea of checking out our options if we see something we like we can always move once Jake is born." He leans across then kisses my cheek "Thank you for understanding pretty girl." I blush at the nickname he had used the night we first met. I smile it would be nice for the two of us to have our own space.

Glen's POV

I slow down in front of a house I pull up and park in front of it "What do you think of this one?" Beth turns and looks over at it, I thought it was nice there was a large yard, a big porch it was a two story house with dark wooden doors It was the perfect home. She turns and looks back at me "It's nice but I don't think this is the right one for us." I nod quickly and squeeze her hand. "I want you to like the house darling once I go back to acting you will be there more than I will so you liking it and feeling comfortable is important to me." This would be our family home but I wanted Beth to love the house. Her and Jake would need a place they would be comfortable and happy as long as we had our own space as long as I was coming home to the two of them after filming that's all that mattered to me. I knew I would make sure we had the perfect home no matter what just as long as Beth was happy there.

Beth's POV

After lunch we drive out to look at a second house the yard was a decent size along with the porch I could see us spending our evenings sitting out there with Jake it was a really nice house. It was a two story with a lot of windows so there would be a lot of natural light which was something that Glen and I both enjoyed in a house plus the house had a tin roof which would sound so peaceful when we got rain and storms it was one of my favorite sounds. I look over at Glen and smile "I really like this one I think we could make it one of our options but maybe look at a few more?" He smiles before leaning in and kissing me slowly. I kiss back then rubbed his chest lightly I loved that he was willing to buy us a house but I wanted the two of us to be absolutely sure before he spent so much money on a place for us. I pull back slowly then squeeze his hand as he pulls away from the house as we continue the search for our perfect home.

Glen's POV

We check out our fourth house of the day I look around as I drive down the long gravel driveway which was nice so we would have our privacy there was also a white fence with a lock on it which I liked when I was gone Beth could keep it locked so no once could come and bother her. There were also two large shade trees that would be perfect to sit under and have picnics to have a break from the Texas heat, there was a big yard Jake could play in when he was bigger, a dog would have a lot of room to run around and it was big enough to set up a grill and have family over. The house was smaller than the others but for now it would be perfect for us, I look at Beth and she was in awe as she looked at it "What do you think?" I asked softly. She looks at me and smiles "I love it this is it." I silent then hold her and rub her stomach I look up then take a picture of the sign. I would be calling soon I had just found the baby shower gift I was going to get Beth.

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whatdoeseverybodywant · 2 years ago

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all can we get a part 4 of all i wanted was you when they have a baby 😩😩 that would be so cute

Love - Chapter 1

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Hopefully this is only 2 chapters but you know me lol it might be more.

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“I think I'm pregnant.” Janelle said out of the blue, causing Trinity and Sefa’s wife Maya to choke on their drinks and look over at her.

“Girl what! What do you mean you think?” Janelle sighed and looked over to where Josh was playing football with his brothers and some of his cousins. Josh and Janelle had just moved into a new house and Josh had wanted to throw a housewarming party.

“I mean we haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other lately and my period is late.” Trinity sat up in her lawn chair and stared at Janelle.

“Did you take a test?” Janelle shook her head. “Why not?”

“Because..” She said trailing off and shrugging her shoulders.

“I mean you and Josh moved into a bigger house for a reason right?” Maya asked, arching her eyebrow. Janelle rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, better schools in this county for Xavi and more backyard space for stuff like this.” She said, nodding her head towards the backyard, where damn near all of Josh’s family had gathered.

Trinity rolled her eyes. “Ok if the last part was true y’all could’ve gotten a house with 4 bedrooms like the old house, instead yall got 6 bedrooms. What y'all need 6 bedrooms for?”

Janelle sighed and looked back over at Josh. “I bought the test. I’m just scared to take it.” Trinity jumped to her feet and grabbed Janelle pulling her into the house and Maya followed them.

“Come on, take the test.” Janelle let Trinity lead her to the bedroom.

“Lock the door behind you.” Janelle said to Maya as she walked over to her dresser and pulled the pregnancy test out. She looked over and Trinity who pointed to the bathroom door. Janelle ground as she made her way to the bathroom.

What if she was pregnant? She wanted to have kids with Josh but what if she wasn’t a good mom? What if she actually turned out to be like her mom?

She jumped when the timer on her phone went off. She wiped her palms on her tights before standing up off the toilet and grabbing the test. She let out a gasp when she seen the plus sign.

She jumped again when Trinity called her name . “J? What's taking so long?”

Janelle opened the door and handed Trinity the test. “I’m pregnant.” Maya gasped and tried to contain her smile. Maya looked between Trinity and Janelle. Trinity had a wide smile on her face and was bouncing on her toes. Janelle looked scared. Her eyes were wide and she was shaking a bit.

“Janelle, calm down.” Maya said as she grabbed a hold of Janelle’s hands and let her over to the bed. “Here, sit down.” Janelle sat down and stared down at the test in her hands. Pregnant… She was pregnant.

“What am I going to do?” She asked looking up at Maya and Trinity.

“Well for now we’re going to go back outside and continue on with the party. Then you’ll tell Josh and you guys will decide from there.” Maya said rubbing Janelles shoulder comfortably. “Everything is going to be okay.”

Josh’s face was scrunched up in confusion as he looked around for Janelle. Maya and Trinity were missing too.

“Hey, have you seen Janelle?” He asked one of his aunties who shook her head. Josh shrugged and made his way into the house, needing to use the bathroom. He decided to use the one in his bedroom. Before he could open the door he heard Trin, Maya and Janelle talking.

He knew that It was wrong to listen in on their conversation but Janelle had been acting off all day. His eyebrows furrowed when he heard Janelle ask what she was going to do. He was about to walk away when the door opened and Janelle stood in front of him.

“Josh. What are you doing?” She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Me? I was coming to use the bathroom. What are you doing?” He asked, peeking into the room.

“Talking.” She said as Maya and Trinity walked out of the room, giving them privacy.

“About what?” He asked and she sighed. It was now or never.

“I’m pregnant.” She blurted out. He froze mid stride.

“Josh?” She said when he didn’t move. She got off the bed and walked towards his placing a hand on his shoulder, breaking him out of his trance.

“I uh. I have to pee.” He said pointing towards the bathroom and walking in, shutting the door. Janelle stared at the closed door, she honestly didn’t know how to feel about his reaction. She sighed and plopped down on the bed, resting her head in her hands. She looked up when the bathroom door opened and Josh walked out the bathroom.

“So” He said, coming and squatting down in front of her. “We’re having a baby.” She nodded.

“Yeah I think.” She whispered. “Are you okay?”

“Are you okay?” He countered with. Grabbing her hands and squeezing them. She nodded again.

“Yeah I'm just..” She trailed off shrugging. “Scared I guess.” He placed a kiss on the back of her hand,

“That's understandable J.” He stood up and pulled her to her feet. He placed his hands on her stomach and smiled at her. “I love you.” She smiled and placed her hands over his.

“I love you too.”

“Are you okay?” She asked placing her hand on his knee so he would stop bouncing it. He nodded and shifted in his seat.

“Yeah, I just wish they hurry up.” She laughed and looked back at the magazine she was reading.

“Josh, we only been here for 5 minutes, relax.” He huffed at her and shifted in his seat again. She let out a sigh of relief when she heard her name being called. She and Josh stood up and followed the worker into one of the exam rooms.

“So I see you’re here because you took a pregnancy test ?” She asked typing on the computer.

“Yes. We just wanted to make sure it’s not a false positive.” The nurse nodded her head and typed something else.

“Completely understandable.” She turned in her chair and smiled at Janelle and Josh. “I’ll be right back.” She said getting up and walking out the door.

Janelle nodded and let out a breath that she was holding. She looked over at Josh who smiled at her. “You good?” He asked her and she nodded.

They both looked towards the door when it opened and the nurse walked in handing Janelle a urine cup. “The bathroom is this way, you can follow me.”

“How long does it normally take?” Josh asked once Janelle came back in the room. She shrugged and sat down on the chair next to him.

“I don’t know.” She said chewing on her bottom lip. “It shouldn’t be that long.” He grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

“No matter what. I love you Janelle.”

“I love you too Joshua.” She said as she leaned over to kiss him. They broke apart once the door opened and the nurse walked in.

“Hi Ms Porter. So I have your results and you are indeed pregnant.” Janelle let out the breath that she had been holding. “I sent some prenatal vitamins over to the pharmacy we have on file just make sure you take one every morning, preferably in the morning and make sure you take it with food, never on an empty stomach.” Janelle nodded and smiled at Josh when he placed a hand on her stomach.

“Let's set you up for a follow up appointment.” Josh leaned over and kissed Janelle on her cheek.

“We havin’ a baby Nelle.”

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its-in-the-woods · 1 year ago

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Coyote Head - Part 3 - Head on a pike

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Part 1, Part 2,

Pairing: Cooper Howard x Lucy Maclean

Alternative Universe where I make things up cause I can

Synopsis: Things are not always what they seem, a tossed house, a walk through the woods. What will they find...

MINOR GET OUT. Rating/Warning: Animal death, blOod/G0re, Alternative Universe, Slow Burn, Death, Aging, Family Feuding, Eventually: Older Man/Younger Woman, Horror themes, long form fic,

Note: that I will not be spoiling any of the reading. So you have been warned. I will keep my tags relevant without spoiling what is happening in the story.

Getting out of the truck, the door squeaks, as Lucy makes her way up the set of steps. She could see the madness of her living space, bookshelves toppled, art and paperwork strewn about the space. Dozens of large dents are in the drywall. Every kitchen cupboard had been opened and tossed. Her bed flipped against the window, blankets scattered, pillows torn, stuffing covering the floor. It was as if a tornado had gone through her home and rucked up everything. She stood in the living room trying to comprehend what had happened. Her stomach revolted as she made her way to the sink, what little breakfast she had coming out into the sink.

“Whoa, whoa,” Cooper said, coming over and rubbing her back, “It’s gonna be alright.”

Lucy's head hung as she turned on the tape, willing the sludge to go down the drain. She moved to grab a glass and filled it up. The man removed his hand much to her disappointment.

“I was only gone for a few hours,” She mumbles, taking a sip of water, tears poking at the corners of her eyes. The whole house was upside down, it was as if someone had hit her in the stomach. She hadn’t lived there long, but it was still her home, the loss of privacy feeling so intimate.

“Sure looks like they were lookin’ for somethin’,” Cooper says, watching Lucy as she sips the water, his eyes moving over the scene in front of them.

“Nothing here but papers,” Lucy hisses, her head still spinning from the vomiting. The reasoning escaping her grasp, she had little to no possession, and it wasn’t like she kept money lying around. Her mind drifted to the reaction of her family members in the small lawyer's office. Was it possible this was something they had organized, maybe in a bid to scare her out of the place?

Cooper looks around, “Did they take anythin’?” His head turning toward the front door. The sound of gravel crunching under tires had them both looking out the window. Uncle Harris was out of his old truck with his 2-70 in hand. Face set in a firm grimace, as he made his way quickly to the front door.

“Don’t shoot,” Cooper chuckles as the man makes his way up the steps, holding his hands in the air in mock surrender.

“Should shoot you on-site, you lead-footed bastard.” Harris grins at the man before his eyes went wide at the scene before him. “Jesus, Lucy, what happened.”

Lucy shook her head, digging around the upturned cabinets for ginger pills. She needed something to take the edge off her nausea. “Not sure, left about two hours ago and came back to this.”

The two men walking up and down as Lucy took stock of everything around them. Despite the horrid mess, nothing seemed to be gone. The maps were destroyed, and a handful of bookshelves were mangled beyond repair, but that was minor. There were several large holes in the walls, bigger than a man's fist but smaller than a head. Not including a dozen smaller ones that could be mudded over. They’d need to be patched sooner than later. Of course, there was the front door and the fact that half the cupboard doors were off their hinges. It all felt so daunting to look at, where would she even start with all of this mess?

“I am gonna call Margie, get her to come help with this. I think I may have a door in the barn we could use for the front temporarily. Even if it’s just to keep the mice at bay.” Harris rattles on as Lucy gathers up things. She digs around and finds garbage bags and a broom to start cleaning.

“At least the table and desk are okay,” Cooper notes, helping Lucy pile all the papers onto the flat surface. His fingers lingering on hers as he hands her another stack.

“What do you think did this?” Lucy asks, her hands shaking as she makes sure all the papers are there. Thanking herself for having backup copies stored in a cloud online, at least she didn't have to worry about any losses there.

“Looks human to me,” Harris said as he flips open his phone to call his wife while leaning against the broom.

Lucy looks at Cooper, his hand up as if measuring the hole, “I’d agree with you Uncle. Thinkin’ if t’was an animal there’d be scat or other marks.”

Lucy looks at everything, there was no hair, blood, scat, or anything indicating that it was an animal. But it also didn’t feel right, predatory, and clinical, as if something was trying to get under her skin. Not human, but not animal either. It had gotten to her if she was honest, between the lack of sleep and hallucinations of black shadowy creatures. She was about ready to turn tail and not look back. But where would she go? This was her home now, and yes it had been turned upside down, but it was still hers. How could she leave the place her Grandpa had given her? She had never run from anything in her life, despite any hardships she had faced.

Her Uncle left to pick up Lucy’s Aunt, as well as grab a door, some putty for the holes, and a few other pieces to help repair the damage. Lucy and Cooper spent the time gathering up what was salvageable and removing what wasn’t. Ever grateful she had kept the large garbage bin in the yard and had help to move stuff out. It would be a few hours of cleaning before the place was sort of right. It wasn’t really, the place felt darker, like the sun couldn’t shine through the windows. As if a heavy fog had been dropped over them. No matter how much they cleaned, it felt like the stain wouldn't lift. It was like a greyscale filter being slotted over the space.

As Margie and Harris came down the drive; Cooper left to grab his kids, he'd promised to be back with them. Lucy tried to focus on one stack of trash at a time. She really regretted quitting smoking right now, a smoke would be amazing. At least it would help calm her down for a few. She helped her family unload the truck with all the bits and bobs they’d need to make it somewhat livable, or at the very least keep out the mice. Maybe she needed to get a cat on top of a dog or two.

Cooper came in with his two kids in tow, a little dark-haired girl with freckles, and a brown hair boy who loorked strikingly like his Dad. Somewhere along the way, he had also grabbed his hat. Lucy found herself liking that hat, something about a man that could wear one without looking ridiculous was hard to ignore. They were both polite and said hello. It was not lost on Lucy how they took in the place, it was clear they had concerns. Margie had offered to make dinner for everyone, which Lucy and Cooper agreed to. Harris had also insisted that Lucy stay at his place for the night. Lucy was more than happy to take up the offer, the last thing she wanted was to stay overnight here without a lock on the door.

Many of the cupboard doors needed to be fully replaced. Where the front door used to be was now a heavy steel one; that Uncle Harris had bought several years ago for a shed. They had even replaced the door frame. There was no deadbolt, just a handle and hole, but that would have to do for now until Lucy could get back to town. The smaller holes had been mudded, the large ones would need pieces of drywall. Despite everything the place looked somewhat okay. Lucy had even managed to put her small amount of groceries away. Despite the mess being gone, it still felt like the place was dirty. Like somehow the holes would reopen and the papers would throw about spontaneously.

“Why don’t you kids head over to Granny’s place? Let her know we will be having dinner at Margie’s,” Cooper said firmly, handing the keys to his truck to Matthias. Janey whining about never getting to drive.

“Don’t you worry, once you can reach the petals I’ll teach you,” Cooper said with a smile, rubbing Janey’s head of curls. “Now run on home and make sure you’re cleaned up for dinner.”

Magie stood, stretching and kissing Harris, “We should be heading to make sure these hard-working folks got some food.”

Harris nods, before looking at Lucy, eyebrows raised in concern. “You gonna be okay with just Cooper?”

“Yeah, I think I will be fine. I am sure the two of us are more than capable” Lucy replies, plastering on a forced smile. “Just gonna walk the fields and see what we can see.”

Harris walks over to the new door, where he had set his gun, “I am gonna leave this with you along with a spare clip, alright? Get your gun license renewed, and some more ammo. But for now, I will leave that there just encase”

“Thank you, Uncle Harris,” Lucy said with a nod, adding it to her mental checklist. “I will make sure it gets back to you.”

“Hopefully you won’t have to use it,” Margie sighs as she follows her man out the door.

Cooper watches them leave, before turning back to Lucy. “You good if we go for a walk? See what we might find,”

Lucy nods, Cooper grabs his gun placing it over his shoulder, and Lucy does the same along with the spare clip. It felt heavy, an uncomfortable comfort, she had hunted with her Granddad for years. But this felt different like she was the one being hunted. it felt like she was being stalked. Lucy was incredibly grateful that Cooper had offered to come along, she doubted she’d have the nerve to walk around here on her own. In fact, she knew she wouldn’t have gone out there without him beside her.

Cooper turned towards her as they walked towards the edge of the forest, “You mentioned you thought ya saw somethin’ last night?”

“I was tired, thought I saw maybe a dog? Run through the yard.” Lucy answers, shifting the rifle onto her other arm. “I kept feelin like something was watching me ya’no.”

“Mmmhmm, maybe a mountain lion came down,” Cooper adds as they look down at the ground, a well-worn trail in front of them.

“Haven’t been mountain lions sighted here in years,” Lucy adds, she had never had to worry about cougars. Bears, wolves, coyotes sure, but cougars were different.

“The Roths said they saw a Mom and cubs last spring.” Cooper ponders, Lucy liked how he took things seriously but kept his head on him. He never dismissed what she had to say.

“Really? This far east of the mountains.” Lucy spoke, amazed that great feline beasts were back in the prairies.

“Yeah grizzlies too,” Cooper said, stopping to look at some footprints, “Looks like coyotes were here. Not too surprising like rats.”

Lucy took a look at the tracks, it had rained a few days ago, and the mud showed clear impressions of the canine. There were a few smaller ones that looked like rabbits if she peered into the densely wooded area she could make out game trails. Cooper had moved up a bit, looking down into the woods himself. His body ridged like he had spotted one of the mountain lions they were just talking about. Hat tipped up and eyes transfixed on whatever was ahead of him.

“Whatcha see?” Lucy asked, coming to stand beside him and looking into the woods. Down a game trail almost out of sight was a stump stripped of bark. Sitting on top of the starkly white wood was a coyote’s head, not old, but fresh. Its eyes were wide as if its last moments had been full of fear, blood, and gore dripping down the sides of the stump. It was a grotesque scene, something more akin to a horror movie than real life.

“What in the-” Lucy said, going to step down the trail. Cooper’s big hands pulling her back, she turns to see Cooper staring at her, hazel eyes wide with fear.

“Don’t go in there, Lucy.” He said voice low, but forceful. The man was scared and holding onto her arm to stop her from entering the woods. She could feel the way his fingers were digging into her arm.

“It’s just someone trying to mess with us,” Lucy said, trying to brush him off and move past him but he wouldn’t budge. He made sure to keep himself between her and the woods, she would have been offended if it was anyone else.

“No, that’s a warning,” The man said, tugging her away from the place. Lucy looks back at the poor creature. Coyotes were walking vermin for most farmers, but they didn’t deserve to have their heads on pike.

Cooper continues to tug on her arm, “Let’s finish the rounds.” He was already moving them away from the scene. Lucy having to no choice but to follow him.

Lucy jogged trying to keep pace with the man, “Didn’t take you for a superstitious man.”

Cooper turned to her, a small smile crossing his face, “Maybe I am, but somethin’ doesn’t feel right out’er. Never seen anythin’ like that, that was someone trying to make a statement.”

“If they were trying to make a statement why didn’t they put it on my front door?” Lucy adds, Cooper was right something was wrong. Not that it explained why someone would do any of this.

Cooper breathed in and let it out, “I don’t know, Lucy. I don’t know a lot about these things, but I won’t trust something like that back’er. There are things in these woods that we’ll never understand.”

Lucy nods and kept following beside him. Observing more sets of tracks, coyotes, rabbits, and other large prints that look closer to bobcats. Thankfully no other coyote heads on any of the game trails they passed. That dark icky feeling that had crawled over Lucy’s home was also here. Not as pungent as it had been by the coyote's head, but still enough to make her heart speed up.

As they came to the center of the property a large cut had been made through the brush for ATVs to get in and out easily. Once again Lucy was struck with how dark the place felt, even with full sun it felt like the tree’s shadows were longer. The green was closer to black than it had any right to be. It made her feel cold, a shiver covering her arms as she looked into what was once a familiar place. She and Norm had spent many hours on ATVs running around trails; walking with their Grandma to pick berries or wild mint and other herbs. Now, it felt like she had never stepped foot in the place.

As they stood there looking at the space, Lucy spotted the first signs of something wrong. Scuffs in the ground, spaced roughly five feet apart, she walks closer, the ground wasn’t as soft here. The marks were deep gouges lifting roots and leaf mold. She runs her fingers over the dirt, outlining them. With three big toes, the creature had been moving toward the forest judging by the deeper impression facing towards the bush. The prints looked eerily close to an extremely large chicken track.

“Ever seen anything like that?” Lucy asks, Cooper, coming over and crouching down beside her. Using his finger the same way she had to outline the thing. His hat covered his eyes as he looked at the markings.

“Looks like-” He looks forward to the next print and then behind them. “A bird? Like a big bird. But that can’t be right.”

Moving between prints they went back up towards the house slightly and then disappeared. It was like the footprints had dropped out of the sky, much the same as a bird. Walking back into the woods there were two that went in and then stopped. The two looking all around, trying to find any other evidence of the beast or whatever it was. Lucy looks up and points to what she sees among the trees.

“Look at that.” She whispers, her voice still echoing in the cathedral of trees. “Is that fur?”

The two of them stood side by side looking up into the bunches of pine branches. Up about ten feet was a tuft of brown fur. The more they looked the more they saw, at least half a dozen spots with various sizes of fur on them.

“Maybe the cougar?” Cooper asks, looking at Lucy and then back at the pieces of fur. “Got to be a cougar. They like to drag their meals up into the trees.”

Lucy squinted more, trying to see if there was anything else they were missing, “Got to be it right? How else would that get up there? Do cougars eat coyotes?”

“Cougar doesn’t explain these,” Cooper points down at the marks, “Like if those are tracks, the critter woulda been over ten feet tall. No way it could fit in the trailer.”

Lucy snorts, “In the trailer? How does it just disappear into the woods? There’s what. Five prints. Maybe it’s somethin’ digging in the ground, lookin’ for worms or something. Like a badger?”

Cooper removed his hat and rubbed at his head, looking at all the marks and then back up at the fur. He put his hat back on, dug out his phone, flipping his camera on.

“Do you mind?” He asked Lucy, as he went to take a photo of the prints.

“Nah, go for it.” She said pulling out her phone to do the same thing. Maybe someone they knew would be able to give her answers.

Cooper rubs his forehead, “Badger, maybe but spread out and even like this. Doesn’t make sense, this looks more like an animal walkin’ than something diggin',”

They stood there for a moment looking from the forest and then down at the tracks. Lucy wondering if she should go further in, maybe there would be more clues there. She could feel a small tug on her naval, a spark of something trying to call her in. Yet they stood there frozen, unable to move from their spots beside the other.

The sounds of a truck horn woke both of them from their musing. Lucy let out a sigh and closed her phone. Cooper looking back towards the house and then back into the woods.

“Think that’s our dinner bell,” Lucy said walking towards the house. She got about a hundred yards before turning back. Cooper still stood in the treeline looking around. “Cooper, you comin’?”

Cooper turned to her, blinking a few times as if he had just been awoken before he headed back up the hill. The two of them get to the top and see the kids waiting in the truck by the house. Lucy and Cooper tuck the guns safely away from the kids under the front bench seat, before taking off for dinner.

part four

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trancylovecraft · 2 years ago

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Um hello, could you write some relationship headcanons for Lucifer from Blue Exorcist with a half human/ half angel s/o? If that’s alright with you, please and thank you. I liked your recent Blue Exorcist headcanons and I’m also excited for season 3!

(BLUE EXORCIST) YANDERE LUCIFER x HALF-ANGEL! READER: Headcannons

Thank you for ordering!

Come again soon!

• Thank you SO much for requesting aoex lucifer like OMG we need more yandere fics of him (and aoex) and I'm willing to provide

• Since angels don’t exist in Aoex as a reference I’m gonna use the stereotypical angel as a guide.

• This takes place following my other headcannons of him once he finally captures you.

• As soon as he does he notices something off about you. A lump in the back of your clothing that seemed to twitch or the way your wounds bled golden.

• Firstly he’d be absolutely stunned. Angels exist? Ridiculous! Yet as he sees your unconscious form, Wings splayed out and all there was no denying it.

• He’d totally be into it though. Lucifer views himself as perfection and you being such a holy and pure being just matches him perfectly.

• Even though you are only half, Though.

• He has a lot of questions about your heritage. Which one of your parents are an angel? Have you met them? Do archangels exist too? Are one of them your parent?

• He asks these questions in such a monotone voice yet he’s really intrigued by who sired you.

• Lucifer also asks about heaven, if you’ve been there and If there really is one and there is a god

• He asks about your wings too. Lucifer thinks they’re absolutely divine and asks (Near pleadingly) to touch them. To which you back away in aversion until his guards bring you forth, He doesn’t care whether you say yes or no. You’re his so he can caress your wings all he wants.

• Unironically calls you “My Angel” with a straight face.

• When your forced to sleep in the same bed as him he constantly strokes the feathers of your wings, Finding comfort in them.

• Will be testing your blood for any healing properties for his elixr’s. If you do then there is absolutely no way you’re getting out of this place.

• You move to a bigger room so you have more space for your wings.

• The clothing he gets for you will be much more ‘Angelic’ with mostly whites and pastels. Its all for his delusion of divinity with you, Even if you are only half.

• Youll live longer because of your blood. Lucifer is glad about that because it gives him more time to find a way to make you immortal alongside him.

• Homare now goes to bird care classes on her time off.

• Lucifer, When he has a good body, Likes to take you around museums (Which he rents out so you two are alone) and gets you to explain what happened in the religious sections.

• Even if you have no clue since you’re half human and weren’t born around that time, He’ll believe any gibberish you make up and listen with interest.

• Even though he is a demon, He does view himself as more of an angel so he doesn’t see any issue when you say you cant be together due to your conflicting sides. (And that he kidnapped you and touches your wings without consent, But he wasn’t really listening to that part)

• If you ever try to escape him by flying off he will catch you. Both his siblings, Their kin and the Illuminati will have no problem tracking you down.

• The worst part is when you kneel before him after being recaptured, Surrounded by the entire Illuminati as he softly threatens to clip your wings if you do it again.

• Afterwards you now wear leg weights to make it more difficult. While he would definitely clip your wings he wants to keep them in perfect condition, So you’re safe another day.

• Good luck trying to cry for your angelic parent when you’re locked in a angelically warded room!

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The Man and The Infant

ACT I: THE CIRCE SAGA

Summary: When Zeus warn Odysseus about the infant, he doesn’t listen. He just didn’t know it would be his biggest mistake. Or, where Odysseus rises Hector’s baby in hope it could change the prophecy.

Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Violence, Blood, Blood and Violence, Romance, Eventual Romance, Slow Romance, Slow Burn, Reader-Insert, no use of (Y/N), Miscommunication, Original Female Character(s), Romance is NOT between Odysseus and Reader, Odysseus and Reader is more like father-daughter thing, but not really too, Angst, Angst and Romance, Strangers to Lovers, Lovers To Enemies, Enemies to Lovers, References to Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, English is not my first language, Internalized Misogyny.

Word Count: 2133

✧˖°. ༄𓂃 𓈒𓏸࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“Captain?” You waited by the cabin’s door.

Inside the cabin, everything was dark. Odysseus in the center, a candle lighting his face with a warm sparkle.

“We’re here.” You said again after he ignored your first call.

“Did you land?”

“No, just observed.” You held your own hand behind your back and looked down, knowing what was coming.

“You shouldn’t get out of your cabin”, Odysseus got closer, somehow he seemed to be getting bigger and bigger than you, or maybe you just felt small.

“But I can help—”

“You shouldn’t get out of your cabin.” Odysseus said again. He usually did that.

He said what you did wrong and if you dared to complain, he would say it again. You already knew he didn’t want to hear your explanation.

“Yes, sir”, you lowered your head.

“Is Eury treating you right with the lesson? Isn’t he being too rough?” Odysseus paced around you.

“No, sir”, you shook your head. “He said I’m improving.”

You saw Odysseus nodding.

“You need to know how to defend yourself.”

“I know, sir”

“I don’t want you near the water”

“I know, sir”, you looked away from his figure and he brought his hand to your chin, to make you look at him again.

“Just until home.” Odysseus said and the girl nodded. He smiled warmfully to her and dismissed her to her cabin.

He didn’t know what to do anymore. She was growing too fast, seven years already and getting more and more curious.

It was too bad he lost most of his men last year, he wouldn’t give life any chances with her.

“Captain”, Odysseus turned to see Eurylochus panting with a flushed face.

“Eurylochus? Back so soon? What happened?”

The second in command took a deep breath.

“We came across a palace, inside we heard a voice so we decided to greet it as it seemed to show us no threat, but, sir, the evil inside could not be any bigger, there is no way we can win over this.”

The king frowned, if something that held such power came close to the ship. To her. How could he save her? What was this threat?

“What? What was inside?”

“Sir, both you and I know the challenges we were put through since we left home, but no man is strong enough to defeat this. We are too weak against it.” The second in command got closer to Odysseus with every word that fell from his mouth, making the captain start to worry.

“What was it, Eurylochus?”

“A woman, sir!”

All the tension that crept in Odysseus’ shoulder left in an instant.

“A woman, brother, we have a woman on the ship. I am sure we can pass through this woman too”, he held himself to not laugh at Eurylochus’ worried eyes.

“Sir, this is totally different!”

𓆉°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Meanwhile, you were recleaning your cabin, as this was the only thing you were allowed to do.

You throwed toys in the chest that before belonged to Eurylochus. I mean, the cabin belonged to Eurylochus, but he was kindly asked to move to the hammock below the deck, because Odysseus said: “She was growing up and needed her own space”. Anyways, the cabin was yours now and, although it was still used by Eurylochus to keep some chests, most of the things inside were yours.

“He doesn’t let me do anything!” You said falling in the bed. “I am improving! I am! I already know how to defend myself.” You screamed into a pillow to let go of the anger without making any real sound, but it didn’t help, so you flipped the door off, imagining Odysseus’ face in it. You learned it from watching some men of the crew doing the same to one another sometimes. The captain didn’t like it when you used that finger, but you think it made you look cool.

Doing the things that men were allowed to do. It was cool. So inside your little cabin, you flipped the door off and screamed into the pillow. You breathed in and out and felt bad for imagining Odysseus’ face in the door.

“I can help”, you said to yourself. “I am a big girl now, I am strong. I almost defeated Uncle Eurylochus the other time.” You made a bitter face to yourself. You were trying to stop calling Eurylochus uncle, because it was for babies, and you were not a baby anymore.

Your thoughts were interrupted by movement outside your cabin. You opened just a little slit to peek at what was happening. It seemed the captain would leave the ship…

A bulb appeared in your head as soon as an idea popped up. If he doesn’t see you… you wouldn’t get in trouble.

A smirk appeared in your face as you waited for Odysseus to leave the ship completely.

𓆉°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

You were able to climb down the ship without no one seeing you. You left some pillows in the bed, covered by the blanket to mislead the men that stayed behind.

Something you learned this year was that the men didn’t really pay any mind to you as Odysseus thought they did. They just peeked to see if you were inside the room and if you were, they would leave. It helped a lot to steal food from the kitchen when they thought you were sleeping.

You entered the island just to explore. You collected some fruits you knew and hopefully the captain would peel them off for you without asking where they came from. You liked that the forest was not that dense and you could walk in the shadow of the trees as much as in the sunshines that the gaps of the trees made. The island was beautiful and welcome.

You learned before, although you didn’t remember from who, that you should welcome the world… or life… or people… with open arms.

While walking around, you got to a big house and heard laughter from inside. You got tempted to look after the sounds, but instead you kneeled next to a window and just peeked inside.

Three women sat in a circle, chatting and laughing. One of them wore her hair in a big long braid. You seemed amused, they were beautiful and happy… you want to be beautiful and happy.

One of the women looked straight to you, maybe by accident, maybe on purpose, you only knew you hid from her view as soon as possible. You leaned into the wall next to the window.

Fuck — you learned that curse from the men too — you forgot the lessons Odysseus taught you. The first rule, don’t get caught. If they can’t see you, they can’t fight you.

You peeked through the window again, just to see if they were still watching. Trying to formulate a plan B, but the woman with braids was not there anymore.

“Hello?” You jumped at the voice, making the fruits fall from your hand. “I am sorry, sweetie, this is yours”, the woman handed her some of the fruits.

You nodded and grabbed the fruits from her hand, but your balance was already lost and some others fell.

“Let me help you with it.” You saw the woman have her hand and a basket floated to you.

You shyly put the fruits inside and she handed you the basket. You mumbled a thank you and she smiled.

“Are you hungry? Do you want to eat with us?”

You shook your head.

“I want to eat this”, you lift the basket a little to mention the fruits.

“You can eat this with us if you want. My name is Circe, what’s yours?”

“Nobody.”

Circe laughed.

“Of course, Nobody, quite a beautiful name you have”, she swung her hips to turn around and pointed to the door. “Come inside.”

You hesitated at first, but you looked at the basket in your hands and remembered you should greet the world with open arms.

You followed the woman, Circe, inside the house and sat in the chair she pulled for you.

“Girls, this is Nobody”, she introduced you, “Nobody, these are my nymphs, my friends, Iris and Daphne.”

“Your nymphs?” You frowned, what does that mean?

“They are creatures that protect the forest.” Circe chuckled at your confusion.

Your eyes lit up. She answered you. You weren’t too young or too unprepared. She actually answered your question.

“So they know how to peel fruits!” You wanted to jump from overjoy, you picked one from the basket and handed it to the woman with curly hair. “Can you peel it for me? …Please”, you added at the end, Odysseus always said you should be polite.

The woman, Iris, laughed and nodded, grabbing the fruit and making a cut at the base, peeling and cutting it into cubic pieces. She handed you a plate and you thanked her with a big smile.

You ate and drank with them, you asked some questions about the island, about the nymphs, about Circe and they were answered in the best way possible. They lead you to a place outside with animals and you pet some of them before you all stop by a river. Daphne, the other nymph, started braiding your hair with some flowers.

In general, the day was flowing nicely and you were having fun meeting and greeting the nymphs that lived in the palace.

It was until you heard a voice. That voice. He was here. If he saw you here, you were doomed! You would be stuck in your cabin for a month or more.

You looked around for some place to hide, but Circe’s voice got your attention.

“This is the price we pay to love, my dear”, her voice was filled with something you couldn’t quite name, a sentiment you were not familiar with. Something that made your insides burn and your cheeks blush when you looked inside the room through the curtains.

They were so close. Too close.

You saw Odysseus looking at her lips and her eyes and you got flushed. The room was filled with a strange atmosfere, candle lights were lit and Circe was on top of him in a bed that you didn’t remember being here before. They started leaning up to each other and you felt out of place. Like you were not supposed to be here. Like you were — for the first time — too young to know what was happening.

You got caught in something, somewhere, you shouldn’t be. And another feeling crept into your heart seeing the two of them together, because something felt very off with this idea. You didn’t want Odysseus, your captain, near her.

But all your curiosity died down when you saw the knife, aiming at Odysseus behind his back and you couldn’t help, but expose your little hiding.

“No!” You ran to them and pushed the woman off your captain and you felt much better doing so. Not only because of the knife, but because of the distance you put between the two of them. You didn’t want to hurt Circe, so you apologized just after, but still holding Odysseus’ torso very tight.

“What are you doing here?” Odysseus let out without thinking of pretending he didn’t know the girl. Now Circe had another weapon against him.

“Yeah, what are you doing here, you should be outside with the nymphs”, Circe didn’t pay any mind to Odysseus anymore. She was more preoccupied to assure your safety.

“Don’t talk to her like that”, the king scolded the sorceress.

“Don’t talk to me like that”, the sorceress scolded the man.

Both of them were confused about the little girl that was holding Odysseus like her life — or his life — depended on it.

But something lighted in Circe’s head.

“You are the revengeful baby!” She pointed to you and you frowned.

Revengeful baby, you heard that before, but Odysseus never told you what this was.

“What does that—”

“Circe, please, let us leave. I am just trying to go home to my wife and son.” Odysseus interrupted you, muffling your hair to shut you up.

“I want to kno—”

“We’ve been trying for some years now, but Poseidon is—

“Captain!” You interrupted Odysseus, who didn’t like it a bit.

“The adults are talking”, he scolded you and you let go of him. You frowned and crossed your arms.

“What he is trying to say, sweetie, is that I heard Iris calling your name, why don’t you go play with her?” Circe led you to the door of the room. You tried to complain, but the door locked before you could go back inside.

Shit — another curse word you learned from the men. You kicked the ground as you were left out again.

✧˖°. ༄𓂃 𓈒𓏸࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

THE OCEAN SAGA

MASTERLIST

Hello! It’s been quite a while since I posted here.

Well, I won’t be long explaining, I just got a new job and couldn’t write for some while, but now I am a little more stable and can do a lot of things I was postponned, also I was moving out of my mother’s house and I was through college tests, so all of this at once kept me away from this work.

In this chapter, reader has seven (or eight) years. Keep in mind that she is still a child, and she will throw a tantrum sometimes.

With that said, till next time!

#reader insert #fem reader #epic odysseus #writerscommunity #writers on tumblr #fanfic #epic the musical #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #epic the circe saga #circe #circe goddess #the odyssey

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rookerychannel · 4 months ago

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A Mother's Journal

Inspired by some comments between myself and @bubblecat-co on the storytime post. I hope I did Aria justice and please let me know if she would change her mind on this at all.

Jerran @teamtakagi and Caspian @seizethemage-main are mentioned very briefly.

A peaceful moment in the Lighthouse seemed rare these days. But the rumor mill and shenanigans had died down for now, and Kalais intended to make the most of the quiet. The first little lesson in Dalish traditions was a bigger success than they were expecting. Many of the others showed interest, particularly the city elves that made up a majority of the attendees. Maybe that shouldn't be so surprising, but Kalais truly wasn't certain how many of the other elves would show interest. Regardless, the success made them happy, glad the knowledge they were taught might be helpful against the Evanuris. They needed to plan more lessons. Jerran had requested some elvhen practice as well. Kalais wanted to ask Caspian for input, and maybe he could even teach a lesson or two. And they couldn't forget to make progress on their own research too. There was so much to do.

There was a knock on their door with an accompanying antivan accented voice. “Kalais?” Aria stood in their doorway with a book in her hands. “I have something you might like.” She stepped in and indicated the book by lifting it slightly.

Kalais rushed to clear a space for Aria to sit, inviting her into the cluttered space. “What is it?” Kalais asked as soon as Aria sat down, unable to contain their curiosity.

Aria did not meet their eyes, instead keeping her own gaze lowered to the leather bound book that now sat on her lap. “This is very special to me,” she stated, her hand placed reverently on the cover. “But with your background and what you shared in that meeting a few days ago, I thought you might be interested in this.” Aria looked at Kalais with such intense seriousness. They glanced at the book, intrigued yes, but now a little nervous about what it might contain. Then Aria held it out to them. “My mother was Dalish. This is her journal.”

Kalais pulled back their half-extended hand. They searched Aria’s face, and saw a fragile stoicism, like she was holding back more vulnerable emotions. “Are you certain?” A journal of her mother's- well if Kalais had something that precious it would be locked away and never shown to anyone.

“Yes,” Aria replied. “You seem to like comparing traditions between clans. She wrote about some in here. I thought it might be helpful.”

They nodded, considering Aria and the journal carefully. Kalais clasped their hands in front of them. “I understand how important this journal is to you. Would you prefer we go through it together, or may I hold onto it for a few days? Only if you feel comfortable with that.”

Aria hesitated and tensed, the book drawn back slightly. Something uncertain flashed for a second over her face, so quickly that Kalais wouldn't have noticed if they hadn't been paying such close attention. Her gaze scoured over Kalais, taking in their stance and attention. With one more glance at the book, she held it out towards the again. “I don't think I will ever be comfortable with others seeing it. I have read it many times now, and I hope someone with your respect for such things can be trusted to keep it safe. You may keep it if you promise to take care of it and return it as soon as you're done.”

“I swear no harm will come to it,” Kalais promised, gently taking hold of the journal. Aria continued to hold onto it. Kalais made sure to look her in the eyes as they continued their promise. “This will be my priority, so that I can return this to you as quickly as possible.”

Aria nodded and let go. She quickly stood and moved to leave. “Aria?” Kalais called after her. She stopped in the doorway, half turned back. “You can change your mind on any of it, at any time. I'll understand.”

“I can tell you do, better than some others, Lilac” Aria replied with a small smile. “Thank you.” She left.

Kalais held to book close in an arm while they cleared their desk. Whatever else they wanted to work on would have to wait. True to their word, the journal would be their focus for the next few days.

#dragon age #dragon age the veilguard #datv #rooks roost au #rrau #oc: kalais aldwir #others ocs #aria de riva #writing

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