#when he throws eli over the wall to get him out of there in a moment of blind rage and panic for endangering his kids

[grinchwrapsupreme]

i'm not gonna recover from chas tenenbaum telling his father "i've had a rough year, dad" while on the verge of tears and then immediately hiding that pain again to go show his sons the new dog like nothing happened

[drrobobitch]

☆𝓣��𝓮 𝓣𝓸𝓐 𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓼𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ☆ (yea pretty basic but it’s the best I got rn 😭)

Warnings: slightly angsty??,cringe,slightly cursing but otherwise fluff, mentions of burning….??? And fire??mentions of injury, car crashing, and stalking?? Blinky bro- get it together man

This is so long help 💀💀😭 (also sorry I didn’t include some of the characters I got lazy)

Jimbo

Jim…to say he worry’s for you is an understatement

Feels like he has to be there watching your every move so there’s no accidents

You’re bumping into walls, poles, signs, breaking things,tripping,accidentally burning things

Jim is kinda of confused…how did you not see that pole….it’s right there

But he doesn’t have the heart to throw shade your way

Even if you do break things

Very important things

In all truthfulness he is frustrated but never mad, especially at you

Even when frustrated he doesn’t snap at you or lash out (even if he did I wouldn’t even count it as that, he just doesn’t seem like the type to yell at his s/o or anyone for that matter)

He just tries to fix it to the best of his ability

And if you try to fix it, he’ll definitely appreciate it even if it is a little…..banged up

As for the burning….

After the first time you cooked together…

Wouldn’t let you near the; stove,microwave,oven, or even the toaster without his supervision

He’s just trying to keep you safe, he doesn’t want an accident to happen, so…can you really blame him???

If you’re able to drive no you’re not 😃

You’re not getting in that car

Is scared you’ll slip up and get hurt or worse

So he’ll ride in the car with you if you’re driving

Once he gets his drivers license, you’re not driving it for a while 🧍🏾‍♀️he’s just looking out for you

When you trip he tries his best to catch to catch you but there’s no guarantee

He also tries to pull you out the way when there’s a pole which usually works

Unless he’s distracted

Another thing, he’d never laugh if you fell, and he’d always help you back up

He’s so sweet I love him he’s such a gentleman 💙

Toby pie

Tbh he was probably scared of you at first 💀💀💀

Thought you were bad luck (thank eli for that)

He quickly figured out that wasn’t true

Nothing happened to him when you were around

It was just you tripping and falling 😭😭

He did try to help you to the best of his ability

Surprised whenever you bumped into a pole

“How did you not see that?!?! It was right there!!!”

Throws shade at you all the time for falling tripping, or worse

But always does it lightheartedly

Tells you to ‘be careful’ but you him both know that’s not possible, even if you tried

The burning now…

That’s what has him paranoid

What if you’re house burns down

“You burned my house to the ground” (sorry not sorry)

But still

Every time you tell him you’re cooking, he tells you to be careful or asks if he can help

Even if you say you don’t he’ll show up anyway 💀💀(“how I got you address…?…….don’t even worry about that bruh-“)

I mean you don’t want your house crispy do you?? 😭💀

Usually asks what you’re doing so he can keep track and be aware of what could go wrong

He’s lucky you’re just clumsy

Not one to laugh when you fall, but he has that stupid smile on his face while he helps you up

If you can drive, he feels very anxious about you driving

Doesn’t want you to get hurt or deal with the trouble of having to buy a new one and have the same thing happened over and over

So he offered to drive it for you (despite not having his license💀💀)

Either way start praying

If you break something, he helps you clean it up or just fixes it for you

If it’s something important, it’s likely that you never broke it because he never let you near it 😭😭 (no shade to you he’s just being careful)

But if you do break something important he’s definitely frustrated and you can tell

Toby is a very honest person, so he usually voices how he feels and his opinion

In this scenario…dw he’s not the type to yell at you or anything but he will slightly raise his voice an octave or two

But you can tell he’s upset

“I told you to be careful!! I told you this was really important, and to be careful with it……why didn’t you listen to me”

He knows that even if you tried you couldn’t but is still frustrated

But he’s not mad at you, he could never be mad at you

You usually try to fix it afterwards, which he is great full for that

Like a lot

(He’s so sweet I love Toby 🧡)

Claire bear

Tbh she just feels bad for you

You bump into stuff, fall and trip, burn things in chemistry by accident (you got ms. Janeth growing gray hairs💀💀)

And you break your own projects and assignments 😭😭😭

She usually offers to help you fix it

Let’s you know when there’s a pole or wall up ahead

Tries to stop you from tripping, but once again no guarantee

Is praying you don’t or haven’t already fell down the stairs (you have)

Tries to cook you food before you try to make it or she’ll buy you so many snacks or take out that you don’t even need to make lunch or make food 💀💀

Will also try and keep track of where you are so that she can be there to help you if you’re in danger

If you’ve got a car, she won’t necessarily drive it for you or tell you not to drive you

But will offer for you to ride or walk with her to spend time with you

And she’ll ask you almost everyday(she’s so slick)

It’s her little way of getting you to not drive the car without outright telling you (Claire is so smart, Claire>>>>>>)

Definitely helps you clean if you break something, if its glass…you’re not going anywhere near it or the mess you just made

Knowing you, you’d probably step on it or worse

If you break something important, like Toby, she probably didn’t let you near it in the first place

If you do break it…..

She’ll definitely be pissed

But she won’t say anything (that’s how you know bruh 💀)

She definitely wouldn’t yell at you, like at all

She wouldn’t even know what to say

In the end she feels bad because SHE thinks that YOU think she hates you

She doesn’t, and she lets you know that after a bit or after she’s calmed down

She’s more so frustrated than mad

If you try to fix it, she’ll definitely appreciate that

(Claire is a W girlfriend)

AAARRRGGHH

Confused as to why you keep bumping into walls and poles

Can you not see??? Are you blind??

Toby tells him you’re just clumsy but…..he doesn’t understand

What does clumsy mean?? And what does that have to do with you falling all the time??

Catches you when you trip or fall, not just sometimes, but all the time

He doesn’t pull you out of the way when there’s a wall or a pole

Instead he picks you up :)

Offers to carry you so that it’s less hazardous for you when traveling

Feels a little uneasy when you drive a car 😭😭

He doesn’t want you to crash okay 😭

As for cooking..

No 😃

Hell no😦

He can’t really stop you…

Well not that he can’t he just doesn’t 💀💀

The others keep track of you for him (mainly Toby)

So they’re there supervising, you…a grown adult

They know you feel embarrassed but they don’t care, they’re saving your life

And your house-

But anyways back to AAARRRGGHH

Won’t stop you from driving a car, but if you get in an accident even once

Gets nervous about you driving one again or any vehicle for that matter

If you break something he’s probably gonna eat it 💀💀 (if it is something he can eat)

Dw it doesn’t hurt him even if it is broken glass

If you break something important, he probably wouldn’t even be mad

Not even frustrated more so sad if anything at all

Does say anything either just holds it looking sad

Which makes you feel bad (and sad)

So you fix it (or try at least)

Which he very much appreciates, and it lifts his spirits quite a bit :) 💚

Blinky

Also confused as to how your bumping into walls

Like bbg can you not see???

Probably thought you had bad luck but after a while figured out that wasn’t the case

Still a bit cautious around you though

Tries to warn you when there’s a pole but is usually too late

Also try’s to catch you when you trip, which he always does of course cus it’s Blinkous duh 🙄 (my 5th hubby wubby/hj)

For his own sake he HAS to be there to watch you cook

Also you’ve caught him following you from time to time, he’s just looking out for you buddy, he’s trying his best

He mainly just asks where you’re headed so he can know what you’re up to

Will try and distract you from getting into your car (doesn’t work and if it does it’s rare)

And since you know how stressed he gets about you driving, and since you don’t want to stress him out further

You’ll usually just walk

If you break something he’ll probably clean it up for you or help fix it

If it was something important, he probably was sure to keep it on him so that there’s less of a chance of you breaking it

If you do break something important, he’d definitely be frustrated but not mad per say

And you can tell

He just sighs and quietly grumbles whilst trying his best to fix it

Would not give you the chance to fix it at all and is scared you’ll break it further

In the end he let’s it go because he knows you can’t help it

Even though you stress him out sometimes he still loves you (I love my hubby wubby)

Douxie

Finds it partially amusing that you bump into poles and walls

But if you fall over or are actually hurt by it then that’s where the hilarity of it ends

At first he thought you just had bad luck or something, but he checked and you didn’t

So you explain you were just really clumsy…and partially hazardous 💀💀

Pulls you out the way if there’s a pole up ahead or just warns you before you hit the pole and or wall

Usually catches you if you fall and if HE doesn’t then he was probably just using his magic

Sometimes if he’s in a particular mood he’ll let you fall, but he’ll make sure that you don’t get hurt (but still 💀💀)

Doesn’t trust you in the car, so he ‘offers’ to drive for you

If you do drive……naur 💀💀

He’s getting out

And throws shade at you while doing so (lightheartedly of course)

He doesn’t let you cook either, he doesn’t have the insurance for an apartment fire (💀💀💀💀 I’m sorry, no like I’m actually sorry that’s funny and it shouldn’t be)

So instead of supervising he’s the one doing the cooking

But usually gets take out so there’s less of a chance

He barely trusts you the toaster

The amount of times you’ve broken something is beyond me 😭😭

If you break something, he’ll help you clean it, or offer too at least

He knows you’re an adult and you can handle it yourself but he doesn’t want you to be hurt

Especially if it’s broken glass

If you break something of importance

Tbh idek what his reaction is

Believe it or not

He’s only a little frustrated, if at all

He’s more so exasperated if anything

When he sees it broken he’s just like “oh……here give it to me I’ll fix it”

🧍🏾‍♀️like bro ur not mad??

If you’re insistent on fixing it (which you are) then he’ll let you

He does appreciate it though

Like a lot

Steve the Palchuk

Probably made fun of you and laughed at you whenever you fell when he first met you

Then was kinda scared of you cause Eli told him you were bad luck

But now he doesn’t

He’s still somewhat amused

Just no longer out right making fun of you

He does help you up when you fall

“Hey, watch where you’re going, I don’t want you getting hurt..”

Yes pookie

Anyways, Steven usually tries to catch you

But he’s also a bit clumsy so you both end up falling down 😭😭

He is definitely one to warn you, not just when there’s poles in front of you but around you as well

Will sometimes pull you out of the way closer to him to look…heroic??? (Steve come on-)

Doesn’t let you drive his Vespa

And if you have a car of your own

😅 nah man-

“Oh please fuck that car, get on my Vespa” 💀💀💀

Doesn’t understand how tf you burn things

How???? Especially if you were watching it the whole time

As much as he wants to protect you but still

He’s scared to come over when you cook

Especially if it’s over the stove

If you break something he usually offers to help fix it or pay for it

Even if he doesn’t have the money for it (aww Steve 🥲)

If you break something important

He won’t be mad more frustrated

And if it has anything to do with the sake of Arcadia then he’s scared screaming and running around like a little girl

So you have to calm him down and apologize

You and him do try to fix it so he’s feeling a lot better

But still he’s nervous, are you just clumsy or bad luck???

Was Eli right???

Nahh someone this sweet could never be bad luck

Aja

She’s never met a human this….

Clumsy??? Is that the word

Doesn’t understand why you’re bumping into poles, “they’re in front of you how did you not see them…?”

Same with walls, you’ve had to have seen it….are you blind

When you trip, she’ll giggle a little bit but she’ll help you up

She thinks you’re so silly

The amount of times you’ve broken your own projects and assignments is astonishing to her

Has watched you burn things without literally trying

And is just like 🧍🏼‍♀️”how did you do that??? Show me!!” (💀💀)

Watches you when you’re cooking

After a while connects the dots, your forbidden from the kitchen (unless it’s to eat)

If you’ve got a car

She won’t stop you from driving it

But is still worried

If you get into an accident then she probably wouldn’t let you drive it for a while after that

If you break something, she’ll offer to fix it

If it’s tech she’ll take it to krel to fix and probably improve :)

If it’s something important

Tbh I don’t see her being mad about that seeing that you didn’t do it on purpose

“I told you to be careful!!…….now look…..”

“Sorry I’m just frustrated….”

But the thing is she doesn’t look or seem frustrated

She looks more worried and sad if anything

She appreciates that you offered to fix it

Dw it’s not that she doesn’t trust you or thinks you’ll break it

It’s just that whatever it was probably wasn’t something you could fix

So now she keeps important stuff in a certain place that you can’t reach, or would have a hard time try at least

But she loves you even if you are a clumsy silly little human (I nominate Aja to be my girlfriend)

Krel

Now this…….I’ve been waiting for this (I’m literally obsessed with this boy I love him sm)

Is also confused as to why are you are bumping into walls

“Ay yi yi yi…….are you a soolian??….it was right there…you saw it coming!!!”

Eli also told krel you were bad luck 🧍🏾‍♀️

Which krel, boy genius, obviously didn’t believe

I don’t see him pulling you out of the way when there’s a pole or a wall, I don’t really see him warning you much either 💀💀

On a good day he probably would

If it were something that could hurt you or worse would probably do both

“Be careful!!! And watch where you’re going, my love you know I can’t stand to see you hurt” 😍😍😍

Krel >>>>>>>>

Anyways

Probably laughs when you fall, but helps you up)

Except when you’re hurt, then he probably feels bad and helps you up

Is actually scared FOR you

Like constantly

Bro is going through enough he don’t need this 💀

The fires, possible car accidents

💀💀he’s horrified

If you’ve got a car or something

Not anymore

He’s not letting you get in that

Literally forbids you

“As king in waiting of akiridion 5, I hereby forbid you from going in that death machine”

“Krel…….this is earth….now get out of my way I’m going to the mall-“

Probably had luug piss on your tires (making them pop, or melt…..probably-)💀💀💀

Either way you’re not getting in that car

Now the burning…..

Naur-

If it’s in chemistry class

He’s probably yelling and screaming along with everyone else😭😭

If it’s because you were cooking

NO

Nope

He gives you a blank bot so that you never have to cook again!!! 😃

And if that’s not good enough for you then sure go ahead burn your house down 💀💀💀

He’s just trying to protect you

If you break something it kinda scares him or makes him nervous

Not too sure why

He does offer to help you clean it up

Or more likely fix and improve it in any way he can

Or he’ll use parts of it (for god knows what)

If you broke something important he probably kept it away from you anyways (sorry y/n)

If you did manage to break something important

He’d be frustrated definitely

But not mad seeing as you didn’t do it on purpose

“I keep telling you to be careful!! Why don’t you listen!!! Ugh….great now I have to fix it”

That and other things pretty hurtful things in all honesty are things he says in the heat of the moment

After a while he calms down

He knows you can’t control it so what’s the point in yelling at you for it, you apologized and tried to help what’s the point in being upset

He does think you’re adorable and loves you, but when breaking his inventions….it hard to think so (no he still thinks you’re adorable)

Eli

Couldn’t add a gif for him so anyways but yea 😔

Like I said before

Bro is horrified of you

You must be bad luck or something

After a month or two of watching you…(wtf Eli not again)

He realizes that he might be wrong

None of your friends ever got hurt, just you

He’s thinking about investigating you

Which he does

You just explain to him that you’re a little bit clumsy

“Yea…., a little clumsy….”

C’mon you fell over the railing that’s not clumsy mf 🙄/j

He genuinely thinks you’ve been cursed but what’s the point in telling you that, you have enough going on

You almost burned your house down for gods sake you don’t need anything else rn

Tries to warn you if there’s a pole or a wall(the majority of the time you don’t hear him)

At this point he just feels bad for you…

If you trip he’ll try to catch you but ends up falling down with you

Won’t laugh if you fall, he’ll just help you up and tell you to be careful (even though he knows damn well you can’t 💀💀)

Like I said before Eli….thought you were cursed

So when a fire breaks out and you’re the cause

He starts freaking out

He does know now that you aren’t….or might not be

But the possibility is still there…..(I’m Eli’s eyes at least)

Honestly he’s really scared for you

Like shaking in his boots scared

And gets extra scared when you don’t respond to his texts he keeps thinking something happened

Eli is definitely a bit paranoid as always

Honestly if you break anything he’d probably just let you clean it or if it were too big of a mess he’d probably helped

If it was important he probably fixes it or at least tries

It’s not that he doesn’t trust you

It’s just that he doesn’t trust whatever the fuck type of borderline hazardous shit is gonna happen yet

Especially if it’s an item that could be considered a weapon

Eli doesn’t even have to worry about you crashing your car

You wanna know why??

CUZ THIS ASSHOLE RATTED YOU OUT 💀💀

He told your parent(s) about the time you snuck out (to go see him 💀) and that you had basically crashed your car on the way back

Needless to say you no longer have car keys

You and Eli ended out getting into a big fight later about it

But more on that later 💪🐺🐺

Yea he loves you obviously

Even if he does think your cursed

But that’s not gonna stop him from loving you

(Sorry this was short I had to finish it quick tho)

[killersfool]

hii! not sure if you’re open to requests but i’m going to give u a few ideas! most of these are for elijah hewson😭

falling asleep on the couch, waking up to not only a blanket around them, but eli squeezed in behind them

being in the studio with the band and messing about?? making jokes and being silly!

kissing and dancing in the kitchen to an old singe they both like?

eli taking care of you when you’re sick and just being super soft and caring!

spending valentine’s day together!

something about the reader playing with eli’s fingers to calm them down?

softly smiling at each other from across the room and also reassuring touches!

telling each other how much they love them

them cuddling in bed and pulling eachother closer

hope these spark your writing :))))

Kiss It Better | ELIJAH HEWSON

here's a short little thing inspired by this request!

PAIRING: elijah hewson x f!reader

WORDS: 1.5k

SUMMARY: eli's girlfriend is ill, elijah comforts her.

GENRE: hurt/comfort, fluff

WARNINGS: references to throwing up

I've never been so ill in my life. My nose is so runny. I've almost used every single packet of tissues in the kitchen cabinet right under the sink — which used to be a lot and now is very little. I've thrown up my insides into the loo way too many times to count on my fingers. Bent over the toilet, eyes pricking with tears, I've never felt so useless. At least the thought of my boyfriend getting back after his gig gives me something to look forward to. But it's far too late.

I'm staring at the TV screen. I hug my knees to my chest, attempting to generate some warmth. The blanket is upstairs — probably hiding in the space between the bed and the wall. Surely, if I attempt to stumble upstairs now, I'll just get stuck and end up falling asleep in the corridor.

I can't stop glancing at the door. I'm hoping for a doorknob twist, knock, ring of the doorbell, stamp of boots, low and raspy post-concert voice. But I'm just met with nothing. No signs of his arrival. He hasn't called me. He usually doesn't. He likes to surprise me. After having the worst migraine of my life, it would give me some comfort if he just gave me a hug. A warm Elijah Hewson hug would cleanse my mind.

Starting to realise that the TV is doing more harm than good, I switch it off. I'm beginning to see blurry triangular shapes and my eyes burn like they're on fire. The living room is pitch black. I'm freezing. I'm tired. I take two paracetamol tablets and chug some water. Curling up on my side, legs on the armrest, I close my eyes.

-

I wake up. Sunlight gleams through the gaps in the white curtains. My body is wrapped in a duvet, soft and warm. Skin is against mine. Arms are around my body, squeezing me tightly. He's shirtless. I can tell by the tufts of chest hair flicking at my shoulder. His head is on my back, curls all over my skin, lips between my shoulderblades. I don't want to move. I don't want to speak. He's asleep. Gentle snores, deep breaths, in and out.

I must've fallen into a deep sleep because I have no recollection of his arrival or him ever taking me upstairs. I'm usually a light sleeper. This migraine fully knocked me out. That's the best nights sleep I've had in a while. I'm especially thankful I managed to escape from work for the rest of the week.

Elijah's normally the little spoon when we hug like this. It's funny how the tables have turned. I think I prefer this though. But lying awake and tracing the muscles in his back always seems to calm me down.

I want to ask him how the show went and the reason for his tardiness. He had been playing in Glasgow, thankfully only a few miles away from me and had bought me tissues, chocolate and gave me an endless supply of kisses before he had to run down to meet the band.

Opening my eyes fully, I take a peek over at the bedside table. He's brought me more tissues, face masks, more chocolate and a box of sleep teabags.

I realise Elijah's awake when his fingers start to walk along my bare stomach and his mouth is at the juncture between my back and shoulder. He pulls my hair to the side, presses his wet mouth to my neck. He smells clean. I'm sure he's showered. His hair feels a little damp.

He keeps pulling me closer. Arms tightening like he's a boa constrictor. Cool rings on my stomach, large hands tugging at the waistband of my shorts.

"You feeling better?" He asks, between kisses, tongue tracing my jugular vein. It's unsettlingly nice. His words are always gruff the morning after the show. All the singing takes a toll. Makes him sound more mellow. Sometimes I worry for his vocal cords.

"Not really." I groan. A mind-numbing headache is still prodding at my brain and the brightness of the sun makes my eyes burn. He's got a hand on my forehead, cool fingers against fiery skin — checking the temperature.

"God, you're pale. And you're burning up. I should get the thermometer." He gets out of bed. The loss of weight of his body makes the mattress shift. I glance over at him. His hair has stuck up at the top, his bare back glows under the sunlight. He stands up. Sweatpants cling loosely to his hips, revealing the muscles of his abdomen and a chain circles around his neck. He leaves the room — not even giving me time to utter a word of annoyance at the sudden lack of touch.

Then he's back. He crawls into bed. The thermometer is between his index finger and thumb. I look at the cross tattoo on his palm, see the concentration on his face as he plays around with the buttons.

"It's just a migraine," I say but he's already turning it on and pointing at my mouth. I roll my eyes and separate my lips. He gives me a sly smirk, just making me sit like that for a moment. Then he puts the device beneath my tongue and waits patiently. I'm trying not to laugh at how awkward this is. I close my eyes to evade his gaze but I can still feel the force of his stare.

"You've got a fever." Dr Hewson alerts me with his expert diagnosis although the furrow of his brows makes him seem unsure. He looks down at the numbers displayed, rubbing his face with worry. "A really bad one." He's now searching up on his phone what it means.

"Should I go to the doctors?" I shuffle away from him. I don't want him to catch what I have. He has gigs all week, I don't want to ruin anything for him.

He notices my movement. Shaking his head, he drags me back towards him, making me nestle into his chest. His eyes are still darting along a website.

"I think you just need to rest. I'll make you breakfast." Elijah kisses my nose before running downstairs with his mind set solely on making some decent food.

Through the corridor, into the kitchen. He's forgotten where half the things are in the room. Opening cabinets, searching through the fridge, putting water into the kettle. Most of the time he'll get his breakfast on the way to a show. Maybe a café, maybe he'll steal some food from Ryan. Today, however, he's lucky enough to not have a gig and actually have time to look after his girlfriend. Although he's definitely going to make a mess of the place.

His final decision is to make omelettes. Oil on the frying pan, ham—leaving it to heat up until it's a little crispy. Two eggs, cracked and swirled in a glass. Cheese on top, grated with masterful excellence—at least that's what he believes. Folds it over to make it fill half of the pan. Let's it continue to fry. Then he's running over to make a cup of tea. He uses one of the sleep teabags he bought. He's just about to plate up when footsteps echo behind him.

I have to stop for a second when I walk into the kitchen. It's a rarity to see Elijah here, cooking for me. We started dating at the beginning of the tour which unluckily means that he's hardly ever home. He has to leave early in the morning and gets back really late. Whenever he has days off, he takes me on dates and walks, or we just laze around at home, basking in eachother's presence. There's times when he brings me along to the recording studio so that I can reprimand all the band members or give an outside opinion of their new songs.

Elijah seems so focused on getting this omelette perfect. He's running around the place. He grabs two pieces of bread to turn his dish into an omelette-sandwich. I stand in the doorway for a while, just watching him. But, I can't stop myself from nearing him. As he cuts an apple into a slices, I slide my arms around his stomach, pressing my head to his shoulder. He sighs quietly. I breathe in his scent, his comfort.

"You should be in bed," he whispers, although he doesn't seem to want me to let go. I shake my head as he looks at me.

There's music playing on the radio. I turn it up. It's a song by The Smiths. I'm swaying to the beat, moving Elijah along with me. He's still carefully chopping fruit into perfect pieces. Watermelon, strawberries, mango. My mouth is watering just looking at the vast array of flavours.

Elijah drops his knife, turns around to face me. His hands find my waist, his lips find my neck, his head burrows into my chest like he's a mole hiding under soil. We dance along to the crackle of music, feeling the melodies trickle into our bones. Just his presence makes me feel better, every kiss turns my negative thoughts to mush.

[frownyalfred]

How much violence do you think Batman should be able to get away with and still remain a hero or vigilante while also not losing his characterization?

There are times where no lives are in immediate danger and he only needs to get information but then he just casually breaks bones, effectively torturing someone. Like in the videogames Telltale Batman or the Arkham games' verse or even the movies and comics where he dishes out way more violence than necessary. That scene where he threatens to crush a guy's head with the Batmobile and actually has the car start rolling over his head, cracking it slightly. Or the interrogation of Eli in the Telltale game where Batman can pretty much brutalize and torture an already frightened criminel if the player so chooses. Or the comics, where he sometimes says he enjoys hurting criminals and sends them to the ER without a second thought.

Also, do his kids know just how brutal Bruce can be on a Tuesday just cause he feels like a criminel deserves it? After a patrol, he'll reprimand them for breaking someone's collarbone or if he thinks they took it too far even though he does that all the time. It's not like the Batkids never do it themselves, but when they do, they're mostly in extremely emotional states and not a cold clinical mindset. One could argue Jason and Cass are exessively violent too but, well, Jason is an anti-hero (or villain) and Cass is still learning how far is too far.

And if the kids didn't know/realise, what would happen if they saw a recording of Batman absolutely dismantling a criminal in a detached sort of way (maybe a rogue maybe not, whatever would be worse ig) and then having to reconcile that that's the man who's like a father to them.

It's a very interesting question, and I suspect you'll get a different answer from everyone you ask.

My take is that it comes down to two things: intention and likelihood. Bruce's line for injury/torture/death sits somewhere between probably won't kill them or cause grievous injury and could cause death or grievous injury.

Throwing a guy off a high-up roof isn't just likely to kill someone, it was likely intended to do so. As we see in Batman Begins, you can throw someone off a (low) roof and not kill them, without the intention of killing them, and without the high likelihood of the act killing them.

Breaking a man's leg for information probably won't kill him, but it could! The break could be done wrong, or heal wrong, and cause a blood clot that killed the man. But was breaking the man's leg intended to kill him? Was it done with full knowledge that the break would likely result in death? Is that something a reasonable individual can even evaluate on their own?

The argument can be made that hitting someone in the head could result in death. So is Bruce risking his no-kill rule on a technicality when he punches people into walls? Does dying from a complicated TBI years later count?

I find the branding example in BVS a fascinating discussion of this point. Bruce doesn't kill the men he brands, but he effectively sets the men up to be killed in prison. Is it the same? Does he intend for the brand to kill the men? Does he have knowledge of the likelihood of death as a result of his brand? Does Lex's meddling actually change any of that when it's revealed later?

The third thing I haven't brought up but that you did is Bruce's enjoyment/active participation in all of this. Does he hurt people because it's effective? Is it ever gratuitous? Is he detached from the suffering he causes, viewing it as a means to an end? Does Gotham play by different rules -- i.e., is torture and grievous bodily injury ever acceptable in Gotham when it wouldn't be in other cities? Is Bruce a man willing to do what it takes at the end of his rope, or is he a man who resorts to violence when there are still other viable options? Somewhere in between?

I do agree that, with the addition of Robins and other family members, the violence likely tones down unless absolutely necessary. Hurting people shouldn't be enjoyable, but it is downright painful for some people (not Bruce) to witness firsthand.

[gemini-sensei]

Bully!Hawk x Chubby!Alexopoulos!Reader

Fem!Reader ○ unedited

For as long as Hawk could remember, Reader was just Demetri's little sister. That was all she was. Being a year younger, she just followed them around and did what the boys were doing until she got friends of her own. Every sleepover, they had to include her in games because she just wanted to hangout. It was easy, but it was never anything more than that. As soon as she got her own best friend, she was running off to girly sleepovers and gigging behind her hand. She kept to herself, to her friends, and never did much to get in the way. She was the ever caring little sister that came around from time to time.

Then high school happened and the youngest Alexopoulos got hot.

She was hot in that pudgy and cute sorta way. Thick thighs, shapely hips, big bust. But she was shy and insecure. She hid her body in oversized sweaters and kept to herself. She was quiet, but never around her friends. They were an artsy crowd, drawing on all their assignments and carrying big fat sketchbooks around. When they made her laugh, she was angelic and caught everyone's eye. She thought she wasn't pretty enough for that, never seeing peoples admiring eyes. If she did, she quieted and hid behind her best friend. She was too cute for her own good.

It was unfortunate that her shy demeanor also made her an easy target for bullies like Cobra Kai, who were looking to get back a Miyagi-Do in any way they could.

Whenever she's alone, they crowd around and shove her between them, back and forth, making the poor girl whimper and shink up. It's like a game to them as they laugh, but there's no clear objective as to what they're doing. They pick at her hair, her clothes, her fat. She gets pinched on the flab of her arms or her round cheeks. They call her names and insult her ruthlessly. Some tease her by throwing food at her, packs of candy or little chocolates, laughing as she run away.

Hawk is among the group pestering her. He laughs as she gets upset, grinning as she looks at him for help but he doesn't tell his friends to stop. He joins in, pinching her arms and teasing her as she tries to get away. Sometimes he lets her go and they laugh as she hurries away.

Sometimes he messes with her on his own.

He catches her around corners, makes her late for class, stops her from leaving on time. He pushes her around, trips her up, knocks her books out of her hand. He takes her sketchbook and holds it over her head, telling her she'll have to do something about it to get it back.

"Please, Eli! Give it back," she cries.

His nostrils flare up. He shoves it into her chest and backs her up into a set of lockers. She yelps, but he hardly notices. "Its Hawk."

After that, she tries to avoid him, and he notices. So he makes it hard for that to happen. He catches her when she comes out of class, finds her at lunch, prevents her from leaving gym on time. He's a menace to her a d he's inescapable. He knows her too well.

The first te something happens between them, it's at a party. He was invited with all of Cobra Kai, she was dragged there by friends encouraging her to have a good time. Some hours in, she's alone, holding a cup of beer that isn't hers, and not talking to anyone. She's stuck herself to the wall to be out of everyone's way and as Hawk comes in from outside, he spots her. She's on her phone, trying to ignore the world around her.

He approaches and puts a hand on the wall by her head. She looks up and he smirks as he sees the look on her face. He takes the drink from her hand and chugs it as she tries to tell him it's not hers, but he already knew that. Given the chance to drink, she'd never do it.

"I know," he says, dropping the empty cup. "You're too much of a goody two shoes for that."

She looks away from him, but he grabs her chin and makes her look at him. She pouts and it's probably the cutest thing she's even done. He squishes her cheeks in his hand and laughs at her, but it becomes a soft chuckle as he leans into her. She can smell the alcohol on his breath and put her hands on his chest, feeling the lean muscle he's built up that she knows wasn't there before. It's a thought in the back of her mind, though, as she asks,

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to kiss you."

"You're drunk."

He scoffs. "I've barely had two drinks. I hardly feel a buzz."

Her hands on his chest don't do anything. He still leans into her, slowly. She can push him away if she wants to, he gives her the chance. He's inches away from her and asks,

"Can I kiss you?"

She stares up at him, up into his handsome blue eyes. The same eyes she grew up around and as he stares back at her, they are soft like she remembers them. She nods gently and he smiles at her.

Next thing she knows, they're kissing in the corner of a room at a party she didn't want to come to. Her arms are wrapped around his neck and he's holding her waist, eventually sliding his arms around her and holding her close. It's a head dizzying, heated, perhaps long overdue kiss. Her chest is exploding with a rush of excitement fueled by a childhood crush come back to life.

(Old draft that is technically incomplete but could be read as a finished maybe. I don't really remember what the rest of this was going to be 🤷‍♀️)

[ontherocks21]

Someday I'll Write It:

Lady Vader Part IX

The summons comes at an obscene hour of the morning with Anakin still away on assignment. That should have been her first warning. Even as Dormé works her handmaiden magic, Padmé is still hard-pressed to get her late-term self presentable in a timely fashion. Her gait weighed down by creeping dread as much as her large abdomen, she arrives, winded, at the former Supreme Chancellor's office.

Eerie disquiet shakes her palm stretching out for the access panel until cold trepidation freezes all of fear's motion from her entirely when she enters the room.

The goosebumps erupting all along her skin and the hair on the back of her neck standing on end are her second warning. Fully heeding it, her heart rate doubles, then triples when Anakin doesn't seem surprised.

She hadn't even known he was home.

"I hear congratulations are in order. How is the mother to be?" The slippery voice of Palpatine sounds fraught with disdain.

Forcing pleasantness to her face, Padmé smiles tightly. "Well, your Excellency." She almost gags. "Did Lord Vader tell you?"

"No." The reply is sharp, angry, cutting. "But he should have. For his fault in loyalty, I have asked you here to witness his punishment so that you may both understand my mercy."

Behind her, the door hisses and Galen Erso is brought in in binders. The moment he spots his allies is the moment he forgets he has them. "You promised me we would be safe! You lying sack of-"

The Red Guards shut his mouth for him with a brutal jab of their pikes. She watches, hand covering her mouth in horror, as Galen falls to the floor, gasping air for the both of them.

Immune to the misery on display or perhaps feeding on its panic, Palpatine reclines, comfortable on his throne.

"Two versions of events have floated around these chambers for far too long, each naming one of the individuals before you an enemy to the Empire. I trust you to eliminate the traitor, Lord Vader.""

Bile roils in the back of her throat but it looks like Anakin is going to be the one to throw up. He won't even acknowledge her as he moves past, igniting his lightsaber with unmistakable intent.

"Ani, don't," she whispers, her voice disappearing in an irony of breath-taking when she sees the ruby red color to his normally brilliant blue eyes. Even horrified at the unnatural hue, she can't stop herself from trying to stop him.

Her fingers barely snag his ebony sleeve when the coarse fibers wrench away from her grip. She doesn't understand at first, an invisible force yanking her off her feet, the leaden weight in her limbs suddenly gone. Impossibly, she's flying, lighter than her body's felt in months, but her trajectory is all wrong. She only vaguely comprehends when her spine slams into the wall, a sickening crunch rivaling the echoes of her screamed name.

Her vision spirals, and it's hard to hear what's happening past the agony roaring in her head, her veins, her womb. Her hands slipping across inexplicably wet and warm fabric. She can't see why, just like she can't see the source of all the shouting and noise - is that Obi-Wan's voice?! Are those more lightsabers?!- but it sounds like all hell is breaking loose.

Louder than the rest, one voice carries over the chaos around her.

"Padmé!" Anakin screams.

"Anakin..." she tries to answer.

But the world goes black.

Image Credit: Eli Hyder

[elementaldoughnut12]

"Horrors Just Begun"

*contains crying, bleeding, getting branded by a hot iron and start of a non-consensual sexual act and Finn being an obsessive person*

Doughnut Team: @afterdarkprincess , @thlayli-ra

“I can't believe we won!” JD says with pure joy as he and Finn walk down a hallway. “I knew you could do it little buddy!” Finn says proudly as he claps JD on the back. “Now I can finally rub it in Damian's stupid face!” JD says as he bounces with excitement, causing Finn to laugh. “Wait til we go get some pizza before you do that” Finn says, causing JD to gasp. “Really!?!? We haven't done that together in forever!” JD says while smiling wide.

“I thought it was time to bring back the tradition! You've been working so hard to prove that you're part of the team so I thought we could do something to celebrate! We can take selfies with our belts and show the world that we're the best! Don't worry about paying either because Damian offered to pay tonight” Finn explains happily. “Really? I thought he hated me?” JD asks confusingly. Before Finn could answer, JD's phone started ringing.

JD checks his phone and smiles wide. “It's Eli! He must've seen the match! You don't mind if I take this, do you?” JD asks curiously, causing Finn to laugh. “I don't mind! I gotta call Damian so he can pick us up so go on! Call your hot piece of man!” Finn says with a laugh, causing JD to blush. JD walks around a corner and answers his phone.

“Daddy! You see the match?” JD asks happily. “Ya bet your ass I did! I'm so proud of ya Clover! I just wish I could've won them with ya instead of Mr. Short and Stupid” Knight says, making JD giggle. “Be nice daddy! Finn's like a brother to me plus him and Damian are taking everyone for pizza to celebrate!” JD says enthusiastically. “Clover, Are ya sure it's a good idea to go with them? Ya know I don't like when Damian and especially Finn are alone around ya” Knight says worryingly.

“Don't worry daddy! If anything goes wrong I'll call you!” JD says reassuringly. “OK if ya say so! Make sure ya bring me back some! Also since ya won a belt I think it's time ya invoke your winner's room don't ya think?” Knight says sweetly, making JD gasp. “R-Really? I'm really ready?” JD asks hopefully. “YEAH! I'll get myself prepped and pretty for when ya come back ok? Be careful and I love you Clover” Knight says, causing JD to blush. “I love you too daddy” JD says as he hangs up.

Finn listened to JD's conversation with a disgusted look. He pulls out his phone and contacts Damian. “Yo, big man, kick Rhea and Carlito out the room and tell Dominick to get the blowtorch ready! Tonight's the night I get to brand my pet” he says as he hangs up his phone and puts on a fake smile when JD returns. “Ready to go little brother?” Finn asks curiously. “Hell yeah! I'm excited to actually hang out like we used to!” JD says happily as they continue walking down the hallway.

“Me too! What did Eli want?” Finn asks, making JD blush. “He just wanted to congratulate us on winning and that he hopes we enjoy ourselves! That's all!” JD says nervously, making Finn smile. “If you say so! Now let's get this party started!” Finn says enthusiastically as he grabs JD's hand and runs to the locker room. They stop at the door and JD gives Finn a confused look. “I'm old and I don't want Dominick to bear hug me the moment we walk in” Finn explains with a shrug. JD just laughs as he opens the door.

The moment JD enters the room he's slammed into the wall by Damian. “Hola, perra” Damian says with a sickening smile as he grabs JD by the throat and pins him to the wall. JD scratches at Damian's arms as he gasps for air. “Enough Damian” Finn commands, causing Damian to scoff and throw JD to the floor. JD crashes to the floor and Dominick kicks him right in his injured ribs. Dominick keeps kicking him and kicking him all over his body. “Please stop” JD whimpers as he feels tears stream down his cheeks.

“Aww! Are you crying? Is the little bitch crying cause he doesn't have his daddy?” Dominick taunted as he pressed the bottom of his boot against JD's face. “Enough out of you too Dominick! I need him conscious for this” Finn says as he crouches in front of JD and pulls him by his hair to face him. “Thirteen years… I have watched for fucking thirteen years as someone stole you from me! I have been in love with you for so long but what happened? Some old bastard with spiked up hair and an ego the size of Jupiter said some sweet lies and swept you off your feet!

You ever wonder what's gonna happen when he dies? You'll be alone again and begging me for forgiveness cause that's what always happens when little JD makes messes and his best buddy Finn has to clean them up! Isn't that right Jordan?” Finn asks angrily. “Shut up! Why are you even doing this? I thought you were my brother!” JD yells through tears.

“Oh Jordan, I used to think that too. But over the years that we've known each other and I've seen you become a true man well… the feelings have become more than that. I love you and I'll always love you even if some pathetic old man is in my way. You can still see me as your brother if you're into that kinda thing but I think it's time to brand my little pet” Finn says as he leans in and forcefully kisses JD. He tried to push Finn away but felt the cutting metal of handcuffs on his wrists.

“You taste just like in my dreams” Finn says sweetly as they depart. “Please Finn, I'll do whatever you want just please don't hurt me” JD begs through whimpers. “Oh sweetheart, I wish that was possible but I think you deserve a reward for tonight” Finn says as Dominick comes out with a lit blowtorch. JD watches in fear as Finn pulls out a metal rod with an X at the end and watches Dominick light the end of the rod until it's steaming and red.

“Don't worry Clover, this'll just be a little pinch” Finn reassures as he presses the hot metal against JD's bare hip. “AHHHH!” JD screams as the metal burns through layers of his flesh. It felt like the brand was being tattooed on his very being and it was like the worst kind of hell he could ever experience. He started whimpering when the rod was off his skin and all he could smell was his burning flesh. “Now you truly have the mark of the demon” Finn says as he gently wipes the blood from JD's wound.

“You think his precious daddy will love him now that he looks like an ugly piece of meat?” Dominick asks harshly, making JD cry even more. “Please just let me go” JD says quietly. “Oh we're not done yet sweetheart, Damian!” Finn yells, catching the man's attention. “I'm on it” Damian says as he walks in front of JD and pulls down his pants and boxers, revealing his thick and heavy cock. “Hope you're ready bitch” Damian says with a cruel smile. JD knows the horrors have just begun for him…

[disneyanddisneyships]

@gyubby99

The Prophecy Of Imortal Fire 3

"You what?!" Elias practically yelled. "He Stabbed me!" "Yeah like 10 years ago! Give or take! Why would he lie now?! Listen, I've met his father. Not a nice guy, and not easy to beat in a fight. Even if Alistar was doing this for his father, he wouldn't have any chance against him in combat!" Ella argued. "Ella... he almost killed you! He kidnapped children, and your father.... he killed me for a hot second! He called you names, gave you trauma, hurt you! Broke you! How can you trust that?" Elias asked. "I don't! I don't trust him as far as I can throw him, but right now we don't have a choice!" Ella answered. Eli looked over at Alistar, glaring before his eyes softened. He sighed. "Fine. He can't wield a sword with a broken arm anyways," he muttered. "Youd.. be surprised...." Alistar replied, earning some looks from the group. "Oh.. god, no! I learned my lesson! Besides i-...." alistar trailed off as he glanced at Ella and Eli's kids in the other room. "I wouldn't take a parent from their kids," he muttered. "No, but you'd take a kid from her parents," Loreley spat. "... I'm sorry," Alistar spoke. Eli scoffed. "Dont say it to us," he muttered, glancing at Ella. Alistar looked down, embarrassed. Eli rolled his eyes. "Coward," he muttered before walking out of the building. Everyone followed. Except for Ella. Ella hesitated. "We were friends you know...." she stated. ".. I know," Alistar replied. "What in the world happened to you after we stopped contacting one another that day?" Ella asked. "Too much to fit into one conversation....." He whispered before looking at her. "I'm sorry. What I did was selfish, and wrong, and shitty. You didn't deserve that.... and fucking hell you are NOT fat. You never have been. And if I could go back in time, calling you that would be the first thing I changed," Alistar ranted. Ella kept a distance between the two. "I did what I did because I was in love with you....but my father taught me that love was weak.... and seeing you choose someone over me... broke me... and it reinstated the fact that love was weakness.... so I thought I could marry you by force..... but i..... I shouldn't have thought that," Alistar stated, tears brimming his eyes again. "Alistar.. I wasn't in love with you. You were my friend.... how could you have possibly thought that doing what you did would change that?" Ella asked, crossing her arms. "I don't know," his voice cracked. "I don't know what I was thinking.... I just made choices and i...... God I regret every single one," Alistar muttered. "I'm not gonna ask for your forgiveness.. cause I realize its too late.... but please.... don't let my mistakes create a leeway for my father to come in and Destroy the life You've built," Alistar stated. Ella stood there for a few moments before walking closer to him and hugging him. "I can't forgive what youve done.... not yet at least..... but.... I believe in the fact that you're telling the truth," Ella sighed. Alistar let out a breath. "Thank you...... I'm so so sorry.... I-I didnt..... I shouldn't've..... I'm sorry," he all but whispered as he tried not to cry.

........ The group as a whole stood in the dining area, a giant map on the table. "So if we can destroy his forces from the inside, we can possibly win... but how are we gonna get in?" Loreley asked. "Theres a passageway through the dungeons. I found it when I was 10 when he locked me in my cell after breaking a vase. I made it myself from a small hole in the wall," Alistar replied, pointing the area out to the group. Mia glanced at him. "How many times did he put you down there for you to make an entire crawlspace?" She asked. Alistar raised an eyebrow as he calculated. "Uh.... maybe 5 times a week. 2 if I stayed out of trouble," He answered. The group looked at him. ".. what?" He asked. "Okay, so we'll go through there. Do you have armor?" Ella asked, turning to alistar. "No. Just this," he stated as he gestured to his shirt and pants. "Hm okay. Elias will fir you for some armor later," Ella stated. "What so he can stab me with it?" Eli asked. "Elias," Ella scolded. Eli sighed. "Fine. We'll do it now so I can get it over with. Cmon," Alistar gulped as he followed Eli outside.

"Lose the shirt," Eli stated as he picked up some already made armor. "P-pardon?" Alistar asked. "The armor won't fit right if your measurements aren't correct and your shirt is too baggy," Elias stated, an unamused look on his face. "O-okay but can't we just-" "Oh my god do you want me to help or not?" Eli asked, clearly frustrated. Alistar sighed. Eli rolled his eyes, turning to grab a measuring stick. His eyes widened at the sight of all the scared on Alistar's back and chest, blending into smaller ones on his arms. "Woah.... what... happened?" Eli asked, almost forgetting what alistar did. Almost. Alistar sighed as he hung his shirt over a chair in the hut. "After my mom died, my dad thought waking me up by having people whip me was a wonderful idea... and when he and I dueled, he would stab me," Alistar replied. Elias' eyebrows furrowed. "You're really messed up, aren't you?" Eli asked. Alistar chuckled. "Yeah... I am...." Eli gave a small genuine smile before walking to work on Alistar's armor.

[willows-adventures-in-words]

Finally got around to putting together the first draft scenes of the story I'm working on. Currently, it doesn't have a beginning or a title (titles are hard…), but the pieces are slowly being put together. I decided to put both scenes together in one post simply because I feel like it'll be easier to deal with at the moment.

The first scene (also the first scene I wrote) involves Geoff, Kathy, and Cesar. In this scene Geoff's ability activates. The setting I basically took from the Seven Nation Army video. (I later learned where they filmed the video, but I don't feel like changing my story THAT much) In its current state this scene got a bit of a face lift. Had to change and adjust quite a bit.

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“Hey! Get away from her!” The man turned slightly to see Geoff. With his distraction Kathy kicked him in the legs throwing him off balance and ran back to where they left their bags. The assailant went after her. With a few long strides Geoff intercepted him. “I said leave her alone,” he growled, rage boiling below the surface. The man stiffened for a second before lifting the bat he was carrying and took a swing at him. The bat brushed against his shirt as he barely moved back in time. Before the man could pull back for another swing, Geoff ripped the bat from his hands causing the man to stagger. Grabbing his arm, Geoff forced him back upright before he shoved him backward against the pillar half a dozen feet away from them.

Cesar started up the steps back to where he was meeting up with the rest of his group. He could hear Geoff's voice. There was an anger he wasn't used to hearing and picked up his pace. He turned his head to see the scene unfold. His eyes widened and ran up the last couple steps. Geoff stalked towards the man slumped against one of the pillars. “Geoff!” Geoff spun to face him. Despite the distance between them, Cesar could see the fire in his eyes. He jerked to a halt, giving it a second to process. What looked like literal fire reflected in his eyes. Not a play off of the lighting. “Hey, it's just me. We're good.” And just like that it was gone.

Geoff turned back to Kathy. She stared, wide-eyed, hands to her mouth. He looked back to the man. The cracks in the pillar. The dusting of drywall that flaked off on top of him. The-

“Come on. We gotta go.” Cesar told them, tapping a hand on Geoff's shoulder as he hurried past. “We gotta go.” He ran to help Kathy with their bags, throwing one over his shoulder and grabbing Geoff's before practically shoving it in the other man's arms, telling him to go as he gave him a slight push in the direction Kathy started in. He quickly glanced about, grabbed the bat on the floor, and ran after his friends. Despite his panic to leave, Cesar knew he wouldn't be forgetting the image of the man slumped, dead, at the foot of the pillar, with his shirt and skin scorched with the imprints of Geoff's hands.

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The second scene involves Layne and Eli. This scene takes place pretty much a full day after the first one. The group got separated after the first scene. I've made some small changes to this one but nothing major yet since I didn't finish the scene that takes place right before it yet.

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They sat on the ground, mostly hidden behind a few pallets and milk crates, with their backs to the wall of the store as the setting sun cast deep shadows over them. Eli turned to his friend. He looked tired. Which wasn't at all surprising given how exhausted he felt. Neither one of them had slept well the night before. Opening his mouth, Eli went to speak but stopped when he faintly heard talking. Layne tensed and looked in the direction of the voices. Neither spoke. Just waited and listened. There was a raised voice but they didn't quite catch what was said when a gunshot rang out. Eli jumped. While Layne took a sharp breathe and held it. Both tense, hearts pounding, as fear of being found settled in deeper. They sat as still as possible, neither making a sound.

Finally, after a long ten minutes, they heard footsteps walking away. “Layne?” Eli whispered. Layne let out a shaky breathe. “You okay?” Layne looked down and wiped his sweaty, shaking hands on his pant legs. He tried to calm down, but his heart sounded so loud in his ears, and the only thoughts running through his head were panic ridden. They could have died just now. What if his wife and daughters had left home when all this happened. What if they were dead.

Eli reached out and gently touched his shoulder. Layne's breath hitched slightly at the contact before he looked over. “You're okay.” He was going to tell him 'we' but changed his mind in the last moment. “I'm sure they locked up the house and are staying safe. And maybe this chaos didn't even reach your neighborhood.”

“Yeah.” It was more of a breath than a word, but Eli understood. He pulled his hand back giving him his space back. Layne didn't dare say more. Worried he'd break. He looked away and swallowed as he tried to calm his fears. Though these types of fears aren't easily calmed. Eventually, he pulled his legs up so he could wrapped his arms over his knees and rested his head down on his arms.

Eli hoped his friend would be able to rest. He tipped his head back to rest against the wall. And hopefully his own worries would allow him to. Because despite not talking about, his fears were more widespread. He was concerned for their well-being. For the rest of their friends that they were separated from. And though he didn't have kids of his own, he was also afraid for his wife. Since shortly before all of this mess started, she had texted him that she was going out and wasn't sure if she would be back home before he was. So, he had no idea where she was. He could only hope she was safe.

[nuggeett875]

Unbroken Promises-Derek Hale

“Dude, that was Derek Hale! You remember right? He’s only a few years older than us.”

“Remember what?” 

“His family. They burned to death in a fire like, 4 years ago.”

“I wonder what he’s doing back…” 

…………………………………………….

“Isaac let’s go we have to meet somebody.” Derek called to Isaac who was upstairs in his room. 

Isaac made his way down the staris confused as to where they were going. “Is it a new pack member?” He asked while he threw on his jacket. “No.”

“Is it Scott?” Again Derek replied the same, “No.” They rode down the elevator both leaning against the back wall. “Are you going to tell me who it is before we get there?” 

Derek smiled and looked at him before walking through the open elevator doors, “No.” 

Isaac groaned and got in Derek’s camero and started watching the scenery as they drove to this mysterious place. 

When they came to a stop, around 35 minutes later, Isaac looked up and saw a small diner in front of them, “This? This is the place we needed to come to? Who are we possibly meeting here?” 

Derek stayed silent as he opened his door and started walking towards the entrance.

……………………………

Inside the diner a young woman was walking around dropping orders at different tables. “What can I get you two?” Delilah asked the two kids sitting at the counter next to their grandmother. “Cake!” They both screamed out.

Delilah went to respond before hearing the doorbell ring, she walked over to the front counter area, “Hi I’ll be right with…you?” She looked up and froze when she saw the face of Derek Hale. The last person she ever expected to see. 

“Hey Del.” Derek said with a small smile. Isaac went to step forward but Derek held his hand out keeping him at a distance from the woman. “Careful.” 

Isaac chuckled, “Of her? What’s the big dea-” He was cut off by a piece of bread hitting the side of his face. 

“Get out!” Delilah yelled as she continued to throw the objects closer to her at Derek. Isaac at this point had stepped away and went to sit in a far booth. Derek dodged the food making no attempt to stop her until she ran out of edible items and reached for a glass bowl next to her. 

“Hey, hey please. I know you don’t want to see me but I need your help. Please Del.” Derek approached her, carefully, and now stood across from her seperated by the counter. “Do not, call me that Derek Hale. Why the hell are you here?” 

Derek’s head dropped, he had missed her voice. Even if it was the one that was upset and close to cursing him out, he wished he could hear it all day. “Delilah, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t need to be. I’m not trying to hurt you, the kid behind me, Isaac, he needs your help too.” 

Delilah released her grip on the glass and looked over Derek’s shoulder at the teenager, “Now, now you need me? What about when I needed you Derek. I tried to help you before but you left. I was there for you when your family died and you left me. No calls, no texts, nothing. But now you’re asking me for help? Get out Derek and don’t come back. Please.”

As she said ‘please’ Derek could hear her voice crack and could tell she was on the verge of tears. He nodded afraid that if he tried to speak, he himself, would cry. 

Derek turned around and motioned for Isaac to follow him as he made his way out the door and to his car.

…………………..

“I’m sorry about that.” Delilah said walking back over to the 3 at the opposite end of the counter. “And are you planning to start work at all today? You’re not retired yet mom.” The grandmother of the two, Jane, sighed and stood up before making her way around the counter.

“Well excuse me for wanting to spend some time with my grandbabies. Who was that by the way?” She asked throwing in apron on. “Just, an old friend.” Delilah said before walking over to her twins. “And for you two,” She messed up their hair-Eli and Taliah-laughing.

“Who said you could get cake at this time?” Delilah was moved over by her mother who placed two slices of cake down in front of the 4 year olds. “I did. Now hush and get back to work. Mr.Johnson’s ready for his check.” 

Delilah nodded and kissed her kids heads before walking away, thoughts rambling around in her head. 

Why was Derek here? Why now? She couldn’t begin to explain the pain of wanting to run into his arms and knowing she should stay away. After all, he left her, and even thought she wanted to pretend she didn’t love him anymore, she couldn’t. How could she, he was her first boyfriend, her first love, her first everything.

And the father of her children. 

[sensei-venus]

A Better Halloween~ (1/2)

(Slightly unedited) ( Alternate version of the Halloween dance) (Bullying,Bullying Behavior, Mentions of Kyler being a bully, Kissing, Oral fixation, Scar kink, Pre-Hawk phase) ( @gemini-sensei )

The Halloween dance was something met that bugged Reader to high heavens. She would rather be at home doing her own thing, watching scary movies on her couch wall eating leftover candy her parent bought. A night all alone to herself. The talk around school about the stupid dance just made her roll her eyes. She wanted to just forget about it and stay home.

That was until she heard Demetri’s loudmouth in one of the classes they shared. He was talking to the Diaz kid about how he and Eli were going to go to the dance, inviting Diaz to join them at the dance.

She perked up at the mention of Eli.

Her favorite little toy, she loved messing with the runt.

Eli was so stupid to the fact that she liked him or maybe he was just that scared of her. She picked on him as much as possible, doing little things to mess with him, to keep him on edge. Kyler may have liked getting in his face, picking him up, and touching on him. Reader liked doing things like taking his stuff and throwing things at him. Pushing him in the hallways against the lockers. She liked to tease him to the point he went red in the face and he looked like he was about to cry.

That's why when she heard he was going to the dance she just had to go.

It was her chance to play with him.

The dance was overcrowded, and most of the school had shown up to the surprising event. Most of the time the older students would blow this thing off, going to real parties where they could get high and drink all night. Have sex in rooms at B list asshole popular kids summer home. She scoffed at the idea, shitty rich kids.

Walking into the dimly lit gym was interesting. The room was full of teenagers dancing and grinding against one another, they shitty lights did little to help see through most of the place. Music was only slightly loud and you could still hear the groups of people scattered around the gym talking.

Reader looked though the crowd trying to find the only person she was interested in, the only reason she had bothered to show up to this stupid thing anyway, Eli.

She spotted him as she moved around the room and through the crowed of kids. She pushed past a group of the population students, she rolled her eyes at them as they looked at her funny and whispered to one another as age passed them. She really didn't feel like making a scene tonight. She just wanted to find Eil and get away from everyone.

She wanted to get Eli all alone so she could finally get what she wanted from him.

That was a fun time and just maybe a cute little boyfriend.

She found him next to Demetri and Miguel, all three of them talking about something. She waited until Miguel and Demetri went off towards the snack table, most likely to get something to drink. This left Eli alone and unprotected. Just what she wanted. She smirked to herself as she made her way over. Walking up behind him she put her hands over his eyes making him yelp and stumble, she laughed as she said: “Guess who buddy.” She felt him gulp down a big thing of air. His body pressed into her front. Spinning him around he froze in place and just stared at her with wide scared eyes. He had the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen if she was being honest.

She grabbed his arm and pulled him alongside her as they left the gym. She guided him through the empty hallways of the school until they got to the one room she was looking for. It was an old art room. They had long since abandoned the room and only used it for storage, the glass panel was blacked out with old construction paper. Lucky for Reader, she was a great art student and the art teacher had given her an extra key to the room so that she could help store some of the old artwork from the new classroom in it. She never gave the key back. She unlocked the door and quickly shoved Eli in with no hesitation.

She smiled as she closed the door behind them and locked it.

Eli shivered as he looked at the girl in front of him.

Reader always had a way about her that made his heart race a little faster and his breathing goes shallow.

She wasn’t as bad as Kyler but she definitely up in the ranks of people who bullied him.

Before he could try and move she was already in front of him gripping at his face mask before yanking it off along with his surgeon hat. He watched as she looked up at him, her eyes fluttering in the soft light from the windows. The moonlight cast a glint that bounced on her eyes, she was actually pretty when she was this close up.

He wanted to rear back when he felt her warm hand on his cheek, her fingers ghosting over his flushed cheeks. He wondered if she was going to say something, insult him and call him names. He couldn't imagine her beating him up like Kyler usually did. Her fingertips lightly ran over his lip and over his scar. He cringed, this was stupid, she was just going to make fun of his lip and scar. That's all she was going to do.

“Why do you have to be so fucking cute with your little lip? It's not fair.”

Then there was wet heat on his lip and over his scar and his eyes went wide.

She was licking across his lips and up to his most and before long she was sucking on his top lip. He felt frozen. His butt hit the back of a table as she caressed his cheeks, her thumbs making light circles on the hollows of his cheeks. He felt warm and his belly fluttered.

He shouldn’t be feeling this way about his bully, but he was. His heart was beating fast and loud to the point he could hear it in his ears. She smelled nice too warm and sweet like candy. He wondered if maybe she had been eating something before she got to the dance like chocolate. Her tongue lapped over his mouth and he just let her but before long she was kissing him right on the mouth. He moaned into the kiss as he let her guide him. Her lips were soft and plump against his.

Maybe deep down he wanted to kiss her all along.

Maybe just maybe he just needed a big push to actually do it.

[protokirby]

I have forgotten how fun nightmares can be when nothing from reality is mixed in. No family members, no pyrophobia triggers, I'm not even there aside from spectating.

Had pokemon characters and stuff.

It was insane so I'm going to talk about it.

I don't remember if anything happened before this but the blueberry academy elite 4 all got teleported to some other world. Crispin, Lacey, Amarys, and Drayton all forced into a horror world together. What could go wrong?

That other world also had pokemon in it. Some that I recognized and some that were specific to that other world apparently.

I'm certain things happened in between the time they got there and the time they were at the part I remember, it's just my memory of several parts of the nightmare are fuzzy.

So all elite 4 of them were running from a guzzlord. One of the pokemon I recognized obviously but these people had no idea what it was. Drayton had the idea to start throwing pokeballs at it though. It went in and broke free several times and Drayton said to the other elite 4 members to start throwing pokeballs at it and whoever's ball it stays in gets to keep it.

So this idea of Drayton's was a method of making this guzzlord stop chasing them. Actually a pretty good idea. None of them had their mons with them so catching that would give them something to defend themselves with.

I think it was Amary who ended up catching it. Good job Amarys.

It got dark but they figured it would be smarter to sleep in shifts so if anything appeared they would be able to know it. They drew straws to choose who would be the first to sleep. Drayton won so he went to sleep.

Then Drayton had a nightmare. Ooh nightmare within a nightmare. How cool is that? That's where the fakemon I dreamt up first appeared if I recall correctly. They had a fake type too. Nightmare type. How hilariously fitting.

Anyways.

It was strong against every other type and resisted damage from every other type and everything with the type all looked like something out of the horror genre.

In Drayton's nightmare in my own nightmare, he was wandering some tunnels that were entirely soggy. From the floors to the ceilings. Everything. Like thick gray mud. He got to a bigger room that was wide and sat down against a wall. Then Carmine walked up to him seemingly out of nowhere.

I'm realizing how funny that is for Drayton to see Carmine in his nightmares. But anyhoo

This Carmine was wearing a kind-of-long lab coat and holding a medieval weapon. So it wasn't just any Carmine. Looked just like one of my au Carmines. Specifically the one in the apocalypse au. What's she doing here lol

She told him "You need to wake up. Sleeping in this universe should be done in a town or you never wake up. Anything those nightmare pokemon do to you in your nightmare happens in reality."

Drayton just responded "I never had a self aware nightmare before."

Hello???? What level of self aware dreamery(?) is this????

Carmine then tried to wake up Drayton with some kind of device but Drayton blocked it for some reason. Then Drayton said something else but I don't remember what.

The au Carmine said "I'm not your universe's Carmine. I'm not even meant to be in this universe either. Now stop goofing off so I can help you escape before they get here."

Drayton continued to not take her seriously but then something that looked like the Scyphozoa from Code Lyoko appeared and just . stabbed Carmine in the upper back with a tentacle thingy that came out through the front and she collapsed in front of Drayton and was coughing up an unnatural amount of blood. Ya know. Like an anime. Then it picked her up and struck Drayton in his chest with another one of its tentacles but he managed to pick up the device that Carmine dropped and woke himself up with it before it was able to stab him all the way through.

She's fine probably. Apocalypse au Carmine is suspiciously over-powered despite not having any supernatural abilities.

Drayton woke up to the sight of the other elite 4 members alarmed by the sight of his chest bleeding. Also they had been trying to wake him up for several minutes and he wouldn't wake up before this.

So like. He just woke up in a panic and sat right up the moment he was stabbed in his nightmare after being unable to be woken up.

The wound was in the shape of an x and instead of being a normal cut and being inwards, it was poking out slightly and it was also pulsating all weird-like. Naturally this made everyone concerned and confused.

Drayton told everyone everything he saw and everything the au Carmine said. Then everyone became even more concerned. What kind of horrors could "they" be? The other elite 4 members couldn't deny how much sense it made for the things in Drayton's nightmare to be true considering what just took place.

Now they needed to find a town to stay in before anyone could sleep. Amarys sent out the guzzlord and they all rode on its back.

Eventually they found a town.

I don't remember much from that time but the mayor of the town was secretly evil and Drayton was thrown into a dungeon full of nightmare pokemon. The reason Drayton was thrown into a dungeon was from the mayor acting like his nightmare-wound was going to make him turn into one of the evil dangerous nightmare pokemon. This was false. The mayor was a servant of the nightmare pokemon and just recognized the wound as "unfinished business".

Unbeknownst to anyone though, Drayton was going to get weird spooky powers from it. It's not like anyone stabbed in one of those nightmares in the nightmare normally survives. So how are they to know?

Amarys was able to sneak the guzzlord's ball to Drayton so he could defend himself while the others tried to find a way for him to escape the dungeon.

The elite 4 all knew the mayor was a liar but idk how they found out. Maybe the apocalypse au Carmine made a comeback and warned someone idk.

Now I'm going to skim over other parts of the nightmare because I don't remember some things.

At some point Drayton was capable of something that was close to flight and he transformed into some kind of twisted nightmare version of himself that looked awesome. This terrified the others because they were told the mayor was lying. They calmed down after Drayton revealed he could still control himself and change back to normal.

In another part of the nightmare there was something in a verrry haunted house outside of another town that they needed for something. Drayton and Crispin went in to try and find it.

They had to retreat for some reason and Drayton just picked up Crispin bridal style and didn't quite start dashing out of there, but he did some kind of movement that was like majestic leaping. A voltorb jumped to them and tried to explode on them but Drayton kinda just pushed it in the opposite direction with one of his hands when it pounced at them. It was kind of comical looking.

They escaped the haunted house and that's about when I woke up

[awordsmith]

Secrets and Liars

Chapter Eleven

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I'm not sure what happened last night with the girls to make them all go crazy, but I woke up to a text from Jason saying he'd left town this morning and I'm still not sure how to feel about it.

Last night made it seem like things would all go back to normal–well, normal-ish. Him leaving–again–I just... At least he told me before. I kind of wanted to hang out with him more before he left, but now that's out of the question.

Other than his text, Aria and Spencer had dialed me all night, they were probably wondering where I'd gone off too–though, Lucas hasn't messaged me yet, which is probably the oddest thing to occur.

"Hey," a knock and a low voice; Elio.

"Come in," mumble, setting my phone back on my bedside dresser and sitting up. I pull my blanket over my shoulders as he walks in, his brow hair curling around his face.

"You got a haircut," I note the neck length hair missing.

He runs a hand through it, pressing his lips together in a proud smile, "I let Rom take me to his barber."

"And you sat still the entire time?" I tease, feigning shock.

His eyes roll and a sigh escapes his throat, "Yeah, laugh it up."

"I am," I rub my eyes, "what's up?"

El takes his time, moving forward, taking a seat beside me. He lays across the bed, back against my comforter. I try pushing him off, but he fights me with his back, damaging my knees in the process.

"Get off, you bufoon."

"Haven't heard that one before," he snorts.

"Maybe I just haven't used it enough."

He sighs, rolling himself onto his stomach, "Kat..." The way he says it–it's like–like he's hesitating.

"Eli," I frown, "what's wrong? What happened?" There's a reason he's acting like this, he'd never be so–not him. Blunt, uncaring, cold; these are words I'd use to typically describe my eldest brother. That is not what I'd use to describe the person in front of me.

"I–" he cuts himself off, turning his head away.

"You–you what?" I prod, confused and a little scared.

He flips himself again and leans against my wall, crossing his legs before pulling a pillow from beside me over his legs. "Katherine before I say anything I just want you to know–"

"What are you two idiot doing in here?" Romeo throws open my bedroom door, marching in with his hands on his hips, they quickly cross over his chest as he assesses the situation, "wow, without me? How could you?"

I notice Elio go rigid, tense, what is wrong with him? What happened? Why is he acting like this? Could it be... could A have gotten to my brother? No–I–that can't be–

"Come on," Romeo drags out, "Mom made blueberry pancakes."

"Just a second," I hold out my hand, "we'll be down in a minute."

Romeo's teasing smile falters, okay seriously what's going on?" He shuts my door slowly, walking further into the room.

"Nothing, we were just talking." Elio shrugs, an unbothered smile planted on is face. I narrow my eyes at him, finding both his behavior and his secrecy incredibly strange.

Romeo sighs, look away, sucks in a breath, "are you gay? Because if you are, you know I wouldn't care–"

"I'm not gay!" Elio shouts, face red with embarrassment as he throws a pillow at our idiotic brother.

"Chill," he yells, "I was just guessing!" I have to say, that thought didn't even cross my mind, but it would make perfect sense, although now that it's no longer a possibility, I'm back to the A theory. "What's up with you?" Romeo's question pulls me from my thoughts.

I look up, finding both brother's watching me–which is when I realize I'm frowning–hard, and deep, and suspicious– "I'm just thinking," i omit, defaulting to the first thing that pops into my head.

"Okay–whatever weirdo's, come on." Elio scoots off my bed, following Romeo's retreating figure. Those idiots, I scowl. And great–now I'm still stuck guessing, until Elio comes to me again, I won't get anything out of him. He's always been private one, I've never seen him cry–not once, and from what I know, neither has Romeo, or our parents.

I groan, falling against my pillows. I'm going to sit here for a few minutes, I'll go down later.

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I stare out the window of Spencer's car, resting my head on my hand. She's completely convinced Toby Cavanaugh is the creeper sending us these messages because those haven't stopped.

Even though we blocked all unknown callers from trying to communicate with us–which, oh yeah, was Spencer's idea. And now Hannah wants to burn the file she stole from vp Hackett the night of the dance–Toby's file. My stomach had recoiled when they told me, it's just so Ali.

I sigh, my mind fleeing to what occupied me while the were on a wild goose chase. I try keeping the smile that threatens to break loose. Jason's not here, but the memories of last night are pressed so deeply into the back of my head I'll probably fall backwards if I'm not careful.

Hanna yells at Spencer to slow the car down, when Aria backs her up they begin bickering. Spencer's car screeches to a stop and Hannah hops out, leaving the rest of us to chase after her.

"Look, this is a terrible idea." Spencer calls after her.

She looks toward me, but I take a step back, "I wasn't there when you stole the file, I'm just here for support."

Defeated she turns to Aria, "...just stay her." Aria's forced smile doesn't look anymore real than old her pink hair looked natural.

"Fine!" Spencer throws her hands in the air, this really isn't what I wanted to be doing Saturday afternoon, yet here I am. I could have stayed in bed a lot longer, possibly could have gotten Elio to want to talk to me again.

It wouldn't be right to say he's hiding something, because he's coming forward–to me at least–I'd ask Romeo, but I'm sure he has no idea, i mean if he did, why would El have come to me?

No, it's probably personal, Rom and El were close as kids, but I've never seen Romeo take anything seriously. He's the middle child; the comedian; the glue.

"What? What happened?" Silence answers my question, well, at least until Aria.

I don't know what happened after I'd zoned out, but from what I gather, Spencer must have followed Hannah and Aria to the riverbank. Something must have happened down there, but no one's saying a thing. Even Aria only offers a, "nothing, don't worry about it."

Just another unnecessarily strange event to happen today. What's next? Petra Li suddenly wants to sit dow for brunch? No. I need to stop thinking about her, about that. I agreed–we agreed–to never bring it up again, he hasn't mentioned it and neither, even though I'm sure he must have seen her in town at some point.

Gosh–I didn't even tell him she was back.

I shake my head, clearing up the storms clouding it. I can't think about her right now, even if there's someone else out there that knows what I did. What he did. No, I can't let him find out about this. About A, about someone threatening me, I just got him back, I won't lose him again.

I refuse.

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Chapter Thirteen

Hi everyone, sorry for the slow updates, if anyone wants to throw ideas at me, I'm all ears! I know it's pretty slow right now, which is why I've been skipping a lot of things. I honestly forgot how much I dislike the first season. Anyway, keep reading!

[crimsonlyinglilly]

Familiar Faces - Accepting and researching past lives, Part 2

Summary: Elijah Gilbert has been haunted by dreams of other lives as long as he remembers, but now with the appearance of the Salvatore brother he may finally get some answers.

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Zach watches as the girl flees, suddenly aware that his death was literally inches away, that Elijah was upstairs alone, that’s when he remembers Stefan’s “Never mention him around Damon.” and does just that.

Couldn’t make it worse.

Why not have his last words be the mystery that had haunted him for the last twenty-ish years.

“Elijah Salvatore!” he managed to shout as he lost his hold on the door and was thrown against the opposite wall.

To his eternal surprise Damon froze looking at him from the open door for a moment.

“What did you say?” Damon hissed, as he dragged him by his shirt up stopping inches from his face instead of killing him.

“Elijah Salvatore.” he repeated, “He remember his past lives but why was he born into the Gilbert family?”

“Past lives?” Damon hissed, never more than a predator than this moment, Zach thought, “how many have you found?”

“The-three after your brother, all born into the Salvatore family.” he managed to tame his stutter, dragging this out was actually making it worse, “the last died just over seventeen years ago.”

“Then a pair of twins were born, one bearing his name.” Damon finished, “why do you think he remembers?”

“EJ’s nightmares,” He explained “i heard from the Gilberts that Elijah had them and when he was ten, he repeated part of EJ last letter to me.” he doesn’t add that the boy had also slipped up and used Z something only E.J had ever used to call him.

“Whose EJ, Zach?” Damon asked as he stepped a back, allowing Zach to stand if he wanted to get any closer to a starving beast, Zach stayed on the floor

“My cousi-” Zach started before being interrupted.  

“BROTHER.” Another voice joined them; they both turned to look to see Elijah standing at the end of the hall, at the bottom of the steps. “Half brother, Zach, why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“Elijah run!” he shouted, throwing himself at Damon, who knocked him aside.

“Whoa,” Damon said hand up stepping away from Zach as if he was the dangerous one, “Calm down, I'm not going to hurt Eli,” he said it as if the idea was ridiculous, as if his Elijah hadn’t been buried in an unmarked grave to be dug up by his bastard brother a decade later. “How much do you remember Elijah?” Damon asked, turning his complete attention to the teenager.

“Bits and pieces of anything, nothing complete.” Elijah replied oddly calm in the situation, Zach felt himself panic as Elijah walked towards them “the further back the harder to recall they normally are but you and Stefan made that life solid.”

Even stranger was Damon stepping back into the cell as Elijah got close enough to offer Zach a hand.

“What did I interrupt?” Elijah asked as he looked between them, Zach took the hand and attempted to step between them but Elijah stepped back keeping himself between them, Zach had a horrible feeling that Elijah was attempting to protect him, “and why are you grey Dam?”

“Why don’t you let Zach stay between us Eli, just until we get upstairs and I can get a drink.” Damon said and Zach couldn’t stop himself as he stared in shock.

“Right,” Elijah agreed, and Zach never thought he’d be pleased at the fact he was standing this close to Damon in narrow hallway but with Elijah who was also EJ, who's blood wasn’t laced with Vervain, next to him, he’d hug the vampire if he slowed him down. The next words however drew him short “you keep human blood upstairs?”

“Stefan has to have some bunny somewhere-” Damon started but Zach cut him off.

“You're not surprised by any of this?” Zach could help himself as he asked, apparently getting Damon’s agreement as watched the vampire’s brow furrow as he looked at the teenager.

“I think I was one in my first life, maybe that's why i was cursed.” Elijah wondered, “Things start making more sense when I give up trying to deny them.” he added in explanation with a shrug.

Zach swallowed as his long buried guilt suddenly reappeared, EJ hadn’t been delusional, his dad had locked up a child and Zach had left him there to be drugged until he had taken his own life.

“E.J. i’m so-”

“No Zach, it was too much as a kid.” Elijah shook his head as he looked at him “the life I had before EJ wasn’t good in any way, those memories, at that age. I was going to hurt or do worse to someone or myself.”

“But later-”

“I’m sorry, I needed distance, I'm not sure anything could have saved me in that life.” 

Elijah stared up at him with wide eyes, as he told him, Zach thought back to his baby cousin the tiny hand reaching for him and holding on always too tight, E.J had always been doomed.

If it hurt him to think that, what was it like for Elijah, what was it like to know you had no chance and to still remembered living that hopelessness.

And to remember what had caused it?

What on earth happened to him in the years of his life before EJ was born that had left that sort of mental mark.

There was barely twenty years between the death of Elijah. S. and E.J's birth.

“Eli,” Damon started slowly looking between them “Once I'm fed you're going to tell me all your lives and if anyone of those that hurt you are still alive I'm going to kill them.” he finished with a promise.

It was the first time Zach felt anything close to similar to Damon.

“I don’t need you to kill them," Elijah shook his head, apparently  unphased by the offer of murder, Zach had a feeling it wasn't because he didn't believe Damon would do it. "I want you to help me figure out how I can stop this?”

“Stop what?” he asked before could stop himself.

“Remembering" the teenager shrugged, looking very much like a typical teenager if not for the urgency in his eyes, Elijah was very good at control his expressions but you could always tell what he was feeling but his eyes, it was the same, E.J at six or Elijah at seventeen, "or being reborn; every life adds more memories, and it’s making it worse.”

“I could turn you?” Damon offered,

“No” Zach snapped,

“How fond of Zach are you?” Damon asked Elijah with a smile before returning his gaze to glare at Zach.

“As I am of Aunt Jenna, Jeremy and Caroline?” Elijah explained not even blinking at the open threat, Zach looked at the boy in shock, yes he had been all EJ had but he was well aware of how bad he had been, no visits but letter and rare phone calls, to be placed next to his current family and friends who hadn't failed him felt undeserved. “I’d been very angry if you killed him.”

“How angry?” Damon asked again as the finally made it out of the cellar that he had been sure he would have died in, as Damon glared at Zach.

Zach glared back.

“Stefan becoming my favourite older brother angry.” Elijah finished shortly, “I'm already mad at what you did to Caroline.” he added before continuing with, “Besides that doesn’t matter, I can't be turned.”

“What?” Damon asked and he snapped his head back to look back at him, Elijah's glaze looked slightly vacant, something he did remember the few time he had asked his cousin to describe his dreams, as he explained

“I’ve died three times where a vampire was pushed a bloodied wrist to my mouth and yet those lives ended and I started anew.” he swallowed as he blinked the memories away.

"Maybe they gave you the blood too late." Damon offered, telling Zach that Elijah was right in how he could have been turned.

"The first that may have been the case but both those after- I have a feeling they were older and quick enough that I should have turned." Elijah paled suddenly, "Thankfully I didn't after the last one." he muttered to himself.

'I think I was one in my first life,' Elijah had said, he meant he was a vampire in his first life, one that had to have come before Damon and Stefan's younger brother.

Zach may have the least amount of knowledge about vampires then, but he did have a good enough about his family history.

He also knows having a staving vampire with control issues around a person not on Vervain wasn't a great idea even with Damon's claim that he would hurt Elijah.

He still noticed the way Damon eyes darted to Elijah’s neck as they moved further into the natural light.

“Damon, go and get some of Stefan’s supply. You already know where it is, don't you?” he told him, Damon blinked at him.

“Who are you to start telling me what to do Zach?” Damon asked incredulously

“Someone who has already found four of Elijah’s lives,” he replied, using something he knew he had over Damon from his first question, “you can join us in the library when you're not tempted to kill either of us?”

“You, always Zach.” Damon smirked.

“Dam, go please” Elijah asked, and Zach watched in amazement as Damon did as he was asked with only a soft smile send toward Elijah. 

“Thanks Z.” EJ told him the old nickname was so natural that for a moment Zach wondered if he had really died down there. then he kept speaking and reminded Zach why his live wasn't simple “I really didn’t want to redo having my throat torn out with my other brother.”

‘What?’ He thought in mild panic as he watched him walk away.

Other that meant Stefan had been the one not Damon. Suddenly Stefan demand to not speak of him made sense, it was the same reason Zach had tried not to think of his cousin, guilt.

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Elijah had returned to the library, his apparently once father’s journal sat where he had left it, with his phone next to it telling him in a text that Jenna’s slime had asked for dinner tonight at their house.

He wondered if he could get away with staying here, tonight part of him wondering if his old room was free before he had to question which room he was thinking about.

It was strange how much calmer it was thinking about them now he had accepted it, there wasn’t even a need to find a high to escape it that he had for the last two lives.

Sure it wasn’t all great, Elena was dating a vampire, he was going to need to explain all of this to her and Bonnie and Caroline, who had been attacked and used by one.

By his brother, his brothers were now dangers to his family.

It had been so easy to tell Damon to leave Zach alone but as he stood alone in the library he was suddenly aware how while he had his powers, the rest of the people he loved didn’t have the same protection, Bonnie might have after training but Caroline and Vicki had been already been attacked.

Vicki had almost been killed, could have been, Tanner and others had been.

Bonnie and Elena had been upset at Tanner's death, Elijah hadn't felt the same, was that because of his lives or was he just a bad person?

Before he let himself think about that too much Zach joined him in the library with two boxes.

Damon followed as he and Zack started taking papers out the boxes, he looked better, less grey but glaring at the glass of blood he brought with him like it had personally offended him.

“You know you could drink from my wrist” Elijah offered after he watched Damon make a face at the blood in front of him

“NO!” twin voices rose to meet him.

“I could bleed into a glass.” he tried again.

“NO.” It was repeated.

He winced as his words repeated, he turned to Zach.

“Sorry that was insensitive.” he said, Zach didn’t say anything

“Why was it insensitive?” Damon asked, glass empty save for the stain.

“That was how I killed myself last time.” he said, watching as the both flinched at his words.

“And the time before that?”

“Tortured to death by a vampire with a grudge.” 

“What?” both of them asked, Damon with rage, Zach with bewilderment.

“He knew me, from before all this, i think.” he explained, “and no Damon you can’t kill his he’s far older than you, stronger.” he told him before Damon could ask who his mouth was forming word he knew he should have kept to himself. “Besides I won.”

“How do you win at being tortured to death?” Zach asked weakly as Damon fumed at his vengeance denied.

Both were looking at him so he forced himself to explain.

“I never broke, and he lost me in the end, he had the perfect tool in several ways but aloud his temper to break and lost it-me.” he told them with a smile.

They both stared at him in different states of horror.

“Right. So what have you got Zach?” he asked as he pulled his collection of notebooks free, “We can match them with what I've gotten.”

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Lloyd Garmadon Headcanons lmao, because I’m literally going insane

Lloyd uses He/Him pronouns but doesn’t mind other pronouns

Lloyd doesn’t forgive Misako, at all, he’s resentful towards her and screams the lyrics to ‘I hate my mom’ all the time and especially in her vicinity

I personally think that he would have a Japanese name that would only be used by Garmadon if it was a serious situation. And that name would be Katsuro, which means the victory of the son. Very fitting if you ask me

Thanks to his oni and dragon blood I think he would age a little slower than normal humans would like maybe 3 years slower than his peers.

Over the years he’s gained lots of scars on his body but his most noticeable ones are probably the large one of his face that goes from the top right of his forehead to his left cheek(from an the volcano incident, as in as Kai was on his way towards Lloyd a rock fell and slashed his face), many on his hands from many different things(burns from forgetting to put in oven mitts, scars from scabs being picked at over and over again with his constant scratches, accidentally cutting his palm open trying to help Zane cook, etc.) and some on his forearms from more scratching

His eye color is red but when he’s using his energy powers they glow green and when he’s using his oni powers(or is just really pissed) his eyes glow purple

He has a long tail, horns, elf like ears, along with vampire like fangs

He uses make up, sometimes it’s just a little bit and other times he does a bit more🤷‍♀️ he’s very simple with his make up

He’s just been growing his hair out for a years, and it’s pretty long so Nya likes to help him put it in ponytails and braids

He has anxiety shivers

I, personally, think that he’s pretty fucking tall because of his dna and he stands at 6’3(192 cm) and is taller than all the other ninja except for Zane

He has a playlist to correlate to his moods, his sad playlist is the longest one out of them all..one song that shows up is ‘worthless by eli’

Like his father he is bisexual

I like to headcanon that during the time that Lloyd got hit by the tomorrows tea he was like 12/13 years old physically

^^he also bit the ninja(specifically Jay) lmao

He has a special desk with a big mirror in the room he and the ninja share because he obviously needs space to do his makeup

The other ninja(Cole and Zane)drag him to therapy with them every other Saturday

He’s a little gremlin who likes doing what he’s told not to, so now he plays BL games out of spite and plays the dialogue extra loud around the other ninjas, turns it up more during the sex scenes

He has a monthly thing where he just forces the others to watch titanic with him because the plot is everything(he definitely doesn’t just watch it because Jack and Rose are beautiful people that enchant him)

He plays Minecraft and Genshin Impact, and has an unhealthy obsession with Itto, Zhongli and Raiden Ei.

He’s legitimately the most flexible out of all the ninja and he always wins Twister to the dismay of Kai and Jay

He really likes to paint, so whenever he has free time he paints while the others watch him in awe

He has a beautiful singing voice, but he hates karaoke and won’t do it, which annoys the others to bits because everyone deserves to hear his angelic voice

He gets really nervous when he’s pressed/pinned to/against walls so he tries to ‘ease the tension’ by saying stupid shit like “A-Are we about to kiss?” Or “ You know now that we’re really close right now..you’re kinda pretty/hot.”

He curses like a sailor

He craves physical touch, but he’s also like repulsed by it so now he just sulks around, the only people who don’t repulse him are his father, Uncle and the other ninja

All the ninja are like his protective older siblings, Kai being the most protective out of them all

Snakes don’t scare him, he just despises them

He absolutely despises Harumi, like if he could kill her, he would. And he also had a picture of her in his room, which he throws darts and knives at when he’s angry

Also because of Harumi he’s prejudice against all princesses

He’s a shipper, and he ships the other ninja together hardcore. His OTPs are Nya x Jay, Kai x Cole, and Zane x Pixal

He has feminine hips

He’s worn things like corsets before because he thought they were pretty cool

Because of his dragon side he has a heat cycle and gets it once every 6 months, it always leads to him being out of commission

After he had to banish his father he kept a lot of his father’s things inside his and the ninja’s shared room

He cried when he first saw that Harumi’s ritual failed and instead brought his real father back, and not like Harumi said

After his father came back from the departed realm, Lloyd slept in his rooms for weeks because he was scared that he would disappear when he woke up, and just wanted to make sure he wasn’t dreaming

Did mention that Garmadon taught him how to use makeup

[gemini-sensei]

Shy!best friend!Reader being sandwiched between Eli Moskowitz and Demetri Alexopoulos because she gets cold easily and blankets aren't enough. They're supposed to be watching a movie, but as things get cozy, Reader just cuddles up to them even more.

Before they all know it, she's grinding her ass against Eli's front and his hands are up her shirt, playing holding her tits; Dametri has his tongue shoved down her throat and a hand down the front of her pants. He slips a long, slender finger into her tight hole after a while and she rolls her hips into his hand, riding his finger like she needs it to survive. She moans and whimpers into his mouth as Eli sucks on her neck and squeezes her tits hard. They're all inexperienced and it's mess, but it's glorious.

Eli pulls away and whines, "It hurts..." Demetri tells him it's okay as he slides another long finger into Reader and she moans. She never stops moving her hips, riding one of her best friends fingers whilst frustratingly grinding on her other best friend.

Demetri eventually pulls his hand away and Reader whines desperately. He throws the blanket off of them and leans over Reader, kissing Eli as he unbuttonshis friend's jeans. They barely get shoves out of the way before his boxers follow, Eli's cock springing free. He pathetically rubs it against Reader's ass while his tongue dances with Demetri's

His hands grope and wander Reader's body down until he reaches her open pants and starts pushing them down. She shimmies and squirms in and attempt to help him, his hands shakily exploring her wet entrance once her clothes were out of the way. He grabs her thighs and squeezes them, only for Demetri to pull away and lift her leg onto his shoulder.

He looks down at his two best friends, standing in his knees with Reader's leg over his shoulder. He licks his lips, then spits onto his hand and uses it to lube up Eli's hard, weepy cock. They work in cohesion, hardly having to say anything as the two figure out Demetri's plan fairly quickly. He guides Eli's cock to Reader's wet, open pussy and drags it along her sensitive pussy lips.

They both moan and then Eli bucks forward, pushing into her. He holds onto her hip as he tries to go slow, feeling her tight walls wrap around him as Demetei pumps his cock as he goes. Then, Demetri let's go and he's balls deep in Readee's fat, tight pussy. He whines and whimpers as he feels how good it it, fingertips digging into her tender hip.

As they adjust to the new feeling, Demetri takes the moment to pull out his own cock. He spits on it and pumps it, spreading the wetness over himself. He stares at Reader's stuffed full pussy, noting the way it looks stretched around Eli's thick cock. It looks so beautiful and has his cock twitching at the pure sight of it. He groans and keeps Reader's leg thrown over his shoulder.

When the discomfort eases, she looks over her shoulder and tells Eli, "you can move," as she starts lightly grinding her ass against his hips. He groans and pulls out to make shallow thrusts back into her. It makes a lewd squelching sound between them and pulls pitched moans from her throat.

"I'm not- I won't last long," he grunts in her ear.

"It's okay," she lets out. "I won't either. I- eee!"

She squeals as Demetri taps her clit with the tip of his cock. It sends jolts of pleasure through her body and her cunt walls squeeze Eli hard. He groans so pretty in her ear, then their mouths meet in a heated match of tongues as they moan onto each other's mouths.

None of them last long. Eli comes first and quick to follow is Reader. They whine and whimper and cry out sweetly, Eli's hips still pistoning into her when demerri comes. He sprays his load over Reader's pussy and Eli's cock, making them messier than they already were. It was hot, full of needy panting breaths and small calls out to each other.

Demetri lets Reader's leg down, as Eli keeps himself buried in her cunt. Dem leans over his two best friends, now lovers, and gives them each a sloppy kiss. Then he returns to his spot laying in front of Reader and slips his cock between her thighs to keep warm.

She cuddles into hus chest and Eli nuzzles into her neck. They each hold one another closer too tired to get up or get cleaned up, satisfied and too comfortable to move.