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jaehyunzzmilk · 4 years ago

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make a wish

pairing: johnjae x reader (incubus angels)

word count: 2.1 k

genre: smut

summary: imagine johnny and jaehyun appearing in your room to satisfy your sexual dreams

notes: hey angels, as promised I'm uploading the first part of this fic I've always wanted to write, first chapter has to be with johnny and why not add my other bias, god gave us two holes for a reason lol next parts will be with other nct members but omg I got so horny while writing this, hope you like it, leave a feedback if you like

warnings: threesome, fingering, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex, double penetration, spanking, biting, choking, cum play, anal (female receiving)

"Make A Wish"

You're searching for some books at the occultism part at the library, you're not exactly sure what you're looking for, you just hope to find some answers for the dreams you're having. It was always the same dreams, well not the same story every time but it was always with the same men and at the same place, since you could remember. "Aren't people supposed to have different dreams?"

But the funny thing is, you're not afraid, the dreams are not nightmares, you actually like the feeling. There are these beautiful men, you think they are angels, always the same ones, there's something about them, when they appear in your dreams you get a level of serotonin you don't need anything else, you can feel them touching you, it's like you loved them.

You were almost obsessed with it, to a level where you spent most of your time sleeping trying to dream about it again. Of course you couldn't tell them to any therapist or friend because they would say you were insane, so you decided to do your own research.

While searching over the bookshelves, a word grabs your attention "Incubus".

'These demons crave sex and often attack their victims while they sleep.' You've heard about this before. While reading that quote a flash went through your brain of one of them fucking you, you couldn't remember which one was it, but the fact that you had a better feeling of orgasm from a dream that your real life was exciting. Maybe that was the reason you wanted to dream about it again.

Do you know that feeling when you wake up from a dream and don't remember about it at all? But you know you had the dream, and who it was with. That's how you feel about the demons or angels from your dreams. But the only thing you're sure it's you have to find a way to extend the feelings, enjoy them and ironically be conscious. You want to remember their faces, to talk to them, to fully feel them.

When you get home you prepare tea to start reading your book, you don't want to drink coffee because you want to sleep easily. Reading through the pages you learn that since the old days people experience dreams like the ones you do, for some people it might feel like nightmares, sleep paralysis and some even feel pain, it can last years. Then you learn something called lucid dream, that basically you can have control over your actions. You just wanted to see them again.

Can you induce a lucid dream? You were going to try it. There's a lot of ways to lucid dreaming, a lot of them involved setting up an alarm after you're in an REM phase of your sleep, which is the deepest level of sleep, then staying up for 30 minutes and getting back to sleep again. It was too much work, you were gonna try the easiest way.

Hours later, after reading the book and googling everything about lucid dreaming, you lay down on your bed and you try to remember some of your old dreams, that's what one of the articles says. You try hard to remember details, things you normally don't remember like the smell, the noises, the colour of the walls… And you repeat to yourself "I will dream about them tonight, I will remember my dream"

After about 30 minutes you're impatient, you can't stand to stay still anymore, you try everything but can't fall asleep. You open your eyes and stare at the ceiling then you grab your phone.

[1:00 am]

"- I love when she uses that silk night dress" A voice from the corner of the room says.

"- Look how perfect she is waiting for us!" Another voice says.

The two tall men walk towards your bed. They are tall and beautiful. They wear silk white clothes and have a skin that looks like porcelain.

Did it work? Were you dreaming?

"Are you angels?" You ask and sit down on your bed.

Both of them look at each other and laugh, they are sitting at the tip of the bed now.

"- You're the only angel here princess" The guy on the right says.

They come closer to you.

"- You were waiting for us, right? Did you miss us?"

"Ye-Yes but… Who are you? Can I know your names?" You say afraid you're going to wake up and they will disappear.

"- It's ok princess, we're not going anywhere! My name is Johnny" - He says passing his fingers through your hair.

"- I'm Jaehyun!" He lays on your side.

Gosh, how could they be so beautiful? It seems that you're in control of your actions now. You suddenly get shy and don't know what to do. If it's a dream then why does it feel so real?

"- You called us, right princess? Don't be shy" Jaehyun says and moves his hands up your tights, your whole body shivers with goosebumps.

"- Just relax angel, we'll take care of you, that's why we're here" Johnny says while kissing your neck.

Jaehyun moves his hand up and touches your core with the tip of his fingers.

"- Look Johnny, she's not wearing any panties! She was begging for us to come"

You moan while Jaehyun kisses the other side of your neck. Johnny takes off the shoulder strap from your night dress exposing one of your breasts and he goes down giving wet kisses on your nipple. Jaehyun moves your chin to his direction and kisses you, soft but intense.

"- Tell us what you want princess! Make a wish!" Johnny says, kissing your collarbones and grabbing your boob with his hand.

"I want you, both, all night"

Now Johnny kisses you, and Jaehyun starts to finger you slowly.

"- You have us, wish conceived!" Jaehyun says while taking off your night dress.

"- You're perfect!" Johnny passes his hands through your body and takes off his clothes. He kisses you again and sucks your bottom lip.

When Jaehyun's mouth makes contact with your clit you moan in Johnny's lip. You reach out to Johnny's length and start to move your hands up and down, spreading the precum from the tip to his base. Johnny comes back to sucking your nipple while Jaehyun is eating you out.

"- I want that pretty little mouth around my cock" Johnny says, grabbing your face to his cock. He pushes his length all the way into your mouth making you gag, saliva leaking from the corners of your mouth while you moan and take him all in. Holding your neck with one hand Johnny finds a way to reach your clit with his free hand while Jaehyun is devouring your pussy. Jaehyun's twitching back muscles looked so beautiful with his head between your legs and Johnny making sure he was also pleasuring you while you sucked him.

"- Such a good girl, does it feel good having both of us all for you?" Johnny says, pressing his finger harder on your clit. You pull out Johnny's length from your mouth for a second so you can breathe, your back arches and whole body tense because of how close you are. You give a loud moan when Johnny taps your clit and kisses you again.

"- Are you gonna cum on Jaehyun's mouth angel?" He bites your lower lip.

"Yes... Yes, I'm coming!" You scream in pleasure.

After recovering from your high Jaehyun bites your inner thigh and comes up to kiss you. "Look at how sweet you taste" Jaehyun gives you a deep kiss and Johnny collects your juices with his fingers and puts it in his mouth to also taste you. "- So wet for us!" Johnny says, his eyes get darker and he grabs your neck and kiss it from behind. Johnny grabs your hips and pulls down on his lap, he teases you brushing his cock on your ass.

"- Bend over for me!" Johnny says. You obey and get on all fours, looking up to see Jaehyun's smirking at you. Johnny gives a slap on your ass and you moan in surprise, getting even more wet.

"- Look at me "Jaehyun positions himself in front of your mouth and grabs your neck hard while Johnny enters your pussy with one deep thrust. He fucks you hard and deep while Jaehyun chokes you.

You reach for Jaehyun's dick hard on his stomach and take him in your mouth. You pick up a rhythm, tears coming out of your face from being stuffed with both of their dicks, room filled with the obscene noises of moans and skin slapping. Jaehyun moves his hips deep in your throat making you gag and choke and each one of your moans sends vibrations making him twitch. Jaehyun pulls out for a moment just to tease his tip on your lips, then you deepthroat him again. Johnny's thrusts are getting faster, making you moan into Jaehyn's cock, Johnny is moaning hard as well. "- I'm gonna cum" He digs his nails into your hips and comes hard inside you. At the same time Jaehyun removes himself from your mouth and grabs his dick in his hands "- Me too" he says. With no warning Jaehyun releases into your face making a mess, splashes of cum all over your face. Johnny is still inside you, he pulls your chest against his, holding your boob with your hand and your neck with the other. "- Look at the mess Jaehyun did to your pretty face, you like that don't you?" You push down in his cock and start moving your hips in circle motions "- You're so dirty, are you gonna come for us one more time?" Johnny asks. Johnny holding your weight on him, Jaehyun puts his fingers on your lower ab. "You look so good with Johnny's cook deep in your pussy" Jaehyun teases you while you keep thrusting on Johnny, he puts his hand in your belly, right where Johnny's dick is, then lowers to your clit. "- Cum for us one more time" Jaehyun says. You cum on Johnny's dick, legs shaking and you relapse on your bed.

Johnny and Jaehyun lay on your sides, Jaehyun is facing you and Johnny is behind. Johnny pulls your hair exposing the back of your neck giving you a kiss. "- Are you ready for round 2?" Jaehyun asks, kissing you. He lifts one of your legs, giving an easy access to your core, he teases your pussy lips with his tip, you whine wanting more. Johnny takes the leaking cum from your core to your butt hole, inserting a finger carefully to stretch you out. You squirm to reach Johnny's face and kiss him, rolling your hips to feel Jaehyun's dick brushing against your core and Johnny's fingers on your ass. "- Do you want our cocks filling you up? Can you handle that?" Johnny asks. "-Yes, yes please fuck me, I can take it".

Jaehyun stops the teasing and pulls his whole length into you, then pulls slowly out leaving only the tip inside you, he keeps doing that over and over, the overstimulation in your pussy lips is driving you insane, you whine. "- Sorry, I didn't hear you" Johnny says and slides his cock into your ass, you moan even louder than before with every thrust. The new feeling of pleasure consumes your body, two cocks inside your holes filling you up so good. They were being more gentle, the thrusts were slow but deep. Their hands running all over your body.

"- Fuck, how can you be so tight?" Jaehyun moans "You'll be so full with our cum" you drag your nails into his back. You tilt your head back, resting on Johnny's chest.

"Oh God, I can't hold for much longer!" You scream. Your body and mind are going blank with the overstimulation. Johnny and Jaehyun still thrusting into you, deeper and harder. You squirt on Jaehyun's dick so hard and he climaxes right after you. Jaehyun removes from you and Johnny's thrusts gets messier as he grabs your body with more strength as he is closer to his orgasm, with a few more pounds he releases into you groaning.

You breathe heavily trying to recover. "You did so well, my love!" Johnny says kissing you. Jaehyun helps cleaning you up and softly passes his fingers through your body.

"I don't want you to disappear, please stay with me, only with me!" You lay your head on Jaehyun's chest. "- Don't worry my angel, we are only yours!" Jaehyun says. "Promise?" You look at them. "- Yes baby, we promise!"

"I don't want this dream to end" You say and fall asleep in their arms.

"Find us in your daydream" Johnny whispers.

#johnny suh #jeong jaehyun #nct smut #jaehyun smut #johnny smut #johnjae #incubus au #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nctzen #nct 127

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chronicallylatetotheparty · 4 years ago

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Two Gods, One Braincell Ch.7 Epilogue: Quest's End

Summary: Start New Game?

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Adrien's head thumped onto the desk stacked high with files, forms and other official documents from the Office of Celestial Sorting. "I can't believe they made us fill out our own paperwork," he groaned without looking up.

"What did ya think was gonna happen, god?" Nino dropped another stack of forms next to the ones already present. "Alya thinks one of the council members is hoping you'll incarnate out of sheer boredom. That way you'll be out of her hair for a century or something.

"Coward."

Kagami sat at a desk next to Adrien. She stamped the paper in front of her, signed it and traced her name in magic before setting it on the completed pile -which was much higher than Adrien's- before starting on the next one.

"If she wanted us out of the way she should have petitioned for us to descend as immortals instead of settling for a single mortal lifespan."

"I wouldn't mind incarnating again," Adrien mumbled thoughtfully without lifting his head.

Nino snorted as he took Kagami's finished pile. "Better hurry up, god. Or Kagami will leave you all on your lonesome."

Adrien suddenly sat upright. "A God of Destruction shouldn't be resigned to filing paperwork! It's unnatural!"

Laughing as he made his way to one of the exits, Nino almost stumbled into the bookshelves full of scrolls and tablets.

Pouting, Adrien slumped back in his seat. "Well it is!"

A smile tugged at Kagami's lips and she let it. "We know. That's why it's so funny."

"I could hear Nino's laugh all the way into the outer court," Marinette said by way of announcing herself. "What're you up to?"

"Marinette!" Adrien opened his eyes wide and innocent. "Nino and Kagami are bullying me!"

"Well, you're the one who agreed to bond with her," Marinette pointed out. "It's not like you didn't know what you were getting into."

"Rude," Adrien and Kagami replied in unison.

Marinette merely grinned smugly.

"If you're not going to assist then away with you," Kagami dismissed only half seriously. "You're distracting Adrien."

Adrien coughed, shifting his eyes out of their cat-like state and looking away from Marinette. Pretending he didn't just try to use her weakness to cute things against her.

A knowing look came into Marinette's eyes. "And here I was, coming to tell you about a certain island to the east." She fanned herself with official-looking paperwork.

Adrien's eyes followed the scroll like a cat staring at his prey.

"The mortals there could really use some help." She glanced at the scroll in her hand as though just noticing it. "Oh! And I just so happen to have signed permission by the council to send a Destroyer and a Storm God! What a coincidence!"

Kagami glanced at Adrien who was practically vibrating with excitement.

"But!" Marinette slowly made to put the divine document away. "I can tell when I'm not wanted. Guess I'll have to find some other deities for the-"

In a blur of shadow the scroll was out of Marinette's hand and in Adrien's. Kagami held her paperwork in place with her arms so it wouldn't blow away in the wind of his movement. Even so, scrolls scattered everywhere.

"Thank you so much Marinette we won't forget this see you soon bye now. Mwuah!" Kissing her forehead Adrien rushed out of the Office of Celestial Sorting. Nearly trampling Nino on his way back.

Marinette blinked at his retreating form. "Well... okay?"

Kagami sighed fondly as she stood. "Always jumping first." She gave a bow of her head to Marinette. "We appreciate your consideration." And then hurried to catch up to Adrien. Dragon tail almost knocking over a bookcase as she shifted at the threshold.

"... No, gods. That's okay. I already got someone to do your paperwork. Yes, I know I'm the best."

"They ran off as soon as you gave them the scroll didn't they, goddess?" Nino picked up some of the scattered papers and set them on the desks.

"Ha! Adrien didn't wait for that!" Marinette turned on her heel, away from the door. "Snatched it right outa my hands like... like..."

"A cat?" Nino suggested with a wry grin.

"Exactly!" Marinette snapped her fingers for emphasis.

Nino couldn't help but laugh at her annoyance. "At least you got my god out before he tore the place down... again."

Marinette gave a long-suffering sigh as she plopped dramatically onto a nearby chair. "Oh, what am I to do with such unruly deities?"

"Send them to deal with natural disasters, apparently," Nino deadpanned, eyeing her suspiciously. "I thought Gods of Destruction were supposed to cause disasters?"

"Details!" Marinette waved this away as she attempted to hide her smirk with a fan she just materialized. "Besides, Adrien will figure it out." He always does.

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It wasn't long before Kagami caught up with Adrien at the celestial bridge. Despite his eagerness to leave the heavenly realm the bridge kept to its own time. "Jumping at the chance for another quest? You never change, Adrien."

Adrien's feline features weren't good at expressing emotion but she saw his amusement nonetheless. "I don't see you slowing down," he replied, barely slowing down.

"Ha! You didn't even let Marinette finish before dashing off!" Kagami accused in fond exasperation, a growl unintentionally coloring her words.

Ears pulling back, Adrien pouted. His kitty-cat eyes far more effective as an actual cat.

"What are you looking at me for? Marinette's the one who's going to give you an earful!" Kagami teased.

"If I do well she won't have anything to complain about," he said, not quite convincingly.

"Do you even know what the intervention is supposed to be?"

Halting suddenly, Adrien shifted out of his animal form. Kagami jerking to a stop as she passed him.

Nose wrinkling in distaste, Adrien unfurled the scroll. "Something about an island? I'm sure..." He blinked at the paper in surprise.

Shifting, Kagami raised an eyebrow as Adrien trailed off. She leaned over his shoulder to see what had him so out of sorts. "...A volcano?"

Adrien jumped at her voice, startled back into action. "No," he scolded the scroll. "No no no." Adrien glanced from the document to Kagami's face and back again. "I don't stop volcanoes from erupting! That is the opposite of what I do!"

"Heh," Kagami chuckled as laughter built in her chest. Growing rapidly, leaking out as small snickers until it escaped in one loud, drawn out laugh. Hand covering her mouth in a vain attempt at stifling it.

Adrien narrowed his eyes at Kagami as she caught her breath. "You think this is funny?"

"Look at it this way," Kagami stared shamelessly into his eyes, lips pulling into a smirk. "You can hardly make things worse."

"Ha-ha," Adrien replied sarcastically.

"It's not so bad," Kagami placed a hand on his chest as she looked up at him, "It is a tropical island, after all."

Cheeks reddening, Adrien bit his lip to keep from smiling. "I'm sure it'll be lovely buried in lava."

Kagami sighed, pulling away and turning from him. "You are lucky Mother approves of you-"

Adrien's arms wrapped around her from behind. "Luck has nothing to do with it," he murmured into her hair.

Leaning into his embrace ever so slightly, Kagami allowed herself a small smile. "Oh?" she asked innocently.

"She knows I'm a great catch for a dragon as impressive as her daughter."

"Interesting," Kagami pondered noncommittally, taking a step forward. Instead of keeping her still Adrien stepped with her. Not removing his arms. "And why is that?"

Squeezing her lightly Adrien listed some of the reasons he thought Tomoe had accepted their bond so easily. "Amazing sword skills, strong ties to the Gods of Creation, highest efficiency record among Gods of Destruction-"

"Exactly!" Kagami turned so she could look him in the eye. "A little volcano is nothing we can't handle!"

"...Heh." Adrien leaned down to place a kiss on Kagami's lips. "Always know what to say," he teased.

Hardly. "Of course!" Kagami looped her arm with Adrien's and pulled him into a stroll. "Don't I always?"

A spark of mischief came into Adrien's eye. "Mm, yes. I especially like your draconian determination."

Kagami shoved him. "Draconian?"

Adrien laughed as he corrected his stumble and began running. Heartbeat accelerating as Kagami gave chase.

"Draconian!?" Kagami demanded, a predatory grin spreading across her face.

Shifting, Adrien leapt out of the way as Kagami's scarlet scales coiled around the space he just vacated. She growled in annoyance and lunged for him again.

Evading her, Adrien's joy filled the sky surrounding the celestial bridge. Kagami thrilled at the chase and in his laughter. She felt like a child, barely a century old. Such was Adrien's presence in her life. And Kagami was determined not to let go.

Their game continued even as they passed into the lower world. Speeding toward a new adventure and all that lay beyond.

#adrien agreste #kagami tsurugi #adrigami #ml au #god au #ml fanfic

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toozmanykids · 5 years ago

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Am I allowed to do a Six Sentence Sunday on Friday??? Last week's that @myoxisbroken started got me so pumped up and inspired, and I'm so excited anticipating all these exciting works in progress that y'all teased us with!

Last week @just-the-hiddles had teased us with an OFC struggling to get the attention of our lovely Magnus Martinsson who was far too engrossed in his work to take notice of her efforts.

I have an idea! In fact my OFC may just steal your Magnus right from under your nose my dear @just-the-hiddles . You see, all of the "Sex Pollen" fics y'all have been churning out recently has gotten me fit to be tied! Holy fuck! Especially the one @frostbitten-written wrote. Blame it on the Pollen. OMG! I think that was the hottest "Sex Pollen" story I've ever read! And I have read a LOT these past two years.

So I couldn't resist getting distracted from what was supposed to be working on, and started a "Sex Pollen" fic of my own. I haven't named the OFC yet, but she encounters s beautiful Magnus Martinsson on her commute home one Friday evening. Here are my seven sentences from this WIP.

The moment she sat down, the vibrations of the train immediately caught the attention of her newly awakened inner slut. She slid her ass over a few inches to center her cunt directly on the hard metal hump that divided up the seats and purred from the heavenly stimulation. Subtly adjusting the pressure point with minute angle changes in her posture created the most pleasant feeling of warmth that began to extend up into her chest.

A whimper slipped out with each jolt that broke the gentle rumbling rhythm. A sneaky smile slipped onto her lips, yet she remained unaware of her expression, only focused inward, eyelids drooping closed, and anxiously waiting for the next flaw in the track.

She had completely forgotten about the few people still occupying this train car, including that devastating Mr. Angel-face who had a Masters Degree in Observation. His gaze hadn't left her since she sat down.

What do you think??

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(Psst....Throw in gaslighting and a little bondage or trapped to go with that amnesia and you'll put me into a trance from being so turned on. I just wanted to put that out there on case anyone was looking for ideas. *Wink)

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@threeminutesoflife used a gorgeous gif from Knives Out (2019) of Ransom all stabby with the knives sculture in the background. Omg, the gif alone has me so on the edge of my seat! I can't wait to read this fic!

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inkykeiji · 4 years ago

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Clari!!! It's 🎨 anon. I meant to send this in forever ago but got busy but I am so happy to hear you found a psychologist that is working for you AND that those worksheets have been helping you 🥺❤️. I am so proud of you, angel, seriously. It makes me so happy to hear you're doing well cause you deserve to feel good and safe and happy.

NOW ONTO THE MAIN PART OF THIS ASK WHICH IS THE BRILLIANCE THAT WAS BMB PT 4. Your way with words and descriptions are always so captivating, I can literally feel myself transported into your universes. You make emotions and thoughts so crystal clear, and I love how complex every character is in your stories--whether they are minor or major players. There was so much to love in this chapter. Idk where to start. I loved the allusion to Dabi/Tomura's more intimate relationship together as well as THOSE complex feelings they (more so Dabi) have for each other. And I loved loved loved Keigo's POV, too--you actually had me feeling bad for him and rooting for him for a second when he stood up to the Chief! ALSO THAT MR. ORANGE REFERENCE FROM DABI TO KEIGO, SHGISHGS YOU CLEVER GIRL, I WAS SCREAMING IN EXCITEMENT!! Apart from the amazing character development we see in both characters and relationships in this chapter, the plot is getting so interesting in terms of the Chief's motivations/Keigo's motivations/Tomura's motivations and so much more I can't even type. AHHH!! Your stories are always worth the wait. You did such an amazing job bby, tumblr honestly doesn't provide enough space for all my praise and feedback. I hope you get some WELL-deserved rest and care, Clari--you knocked it out of the park, babes. ILY and take care until next time, queen!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ - 🎨 anon

HI PALETTE BABIE <333

tw: bmb spoilers

thank you so much!!!!! your words mean a lot to me and i really appreciate them <333 idk if this is weird or odd but i find myself thinking of you often on my way to my sessions!!! i feel like i have an even deeper sense of camaraderie with you after that ask hahaha <3 yes!! i've been given some worksheets from my own psychologist as well now and although recovery and building coping strategies etc is very hard work and extremely emotionally taxing, we're making progress and i feel really good about that! i hope you're doing fantastic <33

WAAAAAAAH my sweet palette please 🥺🥺🥺 i can't even tell you how many times i've reread your ask since you sent it!!! thank you SO much for such wonderful and thorough feedback, it genuinely means the world to me that you've taken the time to send your thoughts in and i appreciate it so very much!!!!! <33333 thank you from the bottom of my heart for such splendid and special compliments!!!

HEHEHE i'm SO glad to hear that keigo was making you feel bad for him!!! that was totally my goal!! in a way, keigo embodies one of the central themes/messages in bmb as a whole (the complexity of morality, and how it's muddled even more when entangled in personal relationships). HAHAHAHA thank you!!! reservoir dogs is one of my all-time favourite films ever, and it was one of the many pieces of art that inspired bmb, so i wanted to pay homage to it within the story <3 also fun fact: the reason why a similar line ends up in one of the messages tomura received is because the boys down at the station love the film and reference often

yes! part five is very BAMBAMBAM in terms of how things happen, like it moves so fast but i'm literally vibrating with excitement to share it with all of you so hopefully i can get that out soon!! <33 i am literally BEYOND overjoyed that you enjoyed part four,,, honestly words can't even begin to describe the emotion i feel every time i reread this ask <333 again, thank you so much, i love u with all my heart <33333

#bmb spoilers #you are just the SWEETEST thing in the world ilysm <33333 #so so SO happy that you liked it aaaah!!!!!#i literally cannot wait to post part five + the epilogue and get everyone's thoughts on the ending and the series as a whole piece!!!#SUPER EXCITING!!!!#anyway sweetpea i hope you have a magnificent weekend ahead <33 #and that you stay safe and drink your water!!!#i love u more than words can tell you and i'm sending u bunches of health + happiness!!!#🎨.anon #clari gets mail

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estrxlar · 4 years ago

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The Ghost Of You

12 - Coincidence

This chapters songs:

Beach Bummer; No Vacation

Goodie Bag; Still Woozy

Sports; Beach Bunny

- Y. L. Perspective

I wasn't sure what to think when I had read the message aloud. "I want to talk." What could that possibly mean?

"Y/n, I'm sure you're just being dramatic. Maybe he just wangs to check up on how you've been doing, " Toruku suggests, sipping from his box of apple juice. The two of us sat against the brick wall on the outside of the cafeteria, discussing my issue. Giki and Hikishi couldn't join us for lunch because of school work that they had to finish up, and Suga had to meet his friends.

Ever since the party, the only thing that stuck to my mind was my situation with Koushi. But other than that, I had forgotten about certain things that happened. As an example, bumping into Oikawa. And as crazy as it was, the moment completely left my mind for a good five days. Until I got a message from him, saying, "I want to talk."

Oikawa, Toruku, Iwaizumi, and I have known each other ever since the beginning of junior high. The only reason we had separated was because of Moku's tragic death, and our schools. Toruku and I had decided to stick together and go to Karasuno, while Oikawa and Iwa felt their volleyball was more important than staying friends. But honestly, it wasn't that big of a deal. The older we grew, then we realized that we wouldn't stick with our middle school friends.

But what Oikawa had caused between the four of us is what made things awkward.

Around the summer of my first year of high school, we all subtly kept in touch with each other. But then after he had thrown a party around July a fight had broken out between him and Toruku because of me.

Oikawa was telling others cruel things in a group of people that were discussing school, lying about how I acted around him. That I had messed around with him, or how I was jealous of Moku for being with Toruku and took it out on Oikawa. But truth was that Oikawa was the one who liked me, and I never paid too much attention to him because of how guilty I felt for liking my best friend's boyfriend.

Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Toruku, and I all knew what Toru said were false claims that he only told for attention from other girls that he would talk to. Oikawa let his popularity get ahead of him, causing a ruckus to occur that day. The further he would go with these stories, the angrier Toruku and I had grown. Eventually, his mouth ran far enough to drive Toruku to punch him more than I had expected. Oikawa was all bark and no bite, therefore, he didn't fight back. That night is when Toruku and I had realized that we needed to move in from our past and find lives of our own. Ones that wouldn't have to ever run into the two obnoxious duo Oikawa and Iwaizumi.

So you could imagine my anger when seeing him at a party that didn't involve him.

"Uhm.." Toruku takes a bite out of his egg sandwich, munching while talking. "Just text him back! Say 'about what?' I bet that would get you answers."

I groan at his stupidity. Today wasn't the best day to have lunch with Toruku, but who else could relate to me as much as him? So, I do as I am suggested, texting back a simple reply and hoping it would lead me to the best possible outcome.

—

Oikawa

I want to talk

About what?

...

—

"Oh my god, he's typing," I say quickly, dropping any items in my hand to hold the phone in front of Toruku and me. He finishes his egg sandwich and crumbles the wrapper to throw into a bin not too far away from where we sat before crossing his arms in concentration.

It wasn't that I was excited to talk to Oikawa. I was nervous as to what he wanted to discuss with me. Other than school, there wasn't much to talk about with him. All I knew was that he turned into a jackass with an ego.

'What does he even wanna say?'

When my phone vibrated in my hands, I had thought my questions were answered. But only a simple reply was given to me.

—

Oikawa

I want to talk

About what?

I just want to see how you've been doing. How about lunch on Saturday?

—

Toruku frowns at the message. "Why would he want to have lunch after what happened?" He asks me. "Say you're busy." A protective tone overtakes him.

"Ok, ok."

—

Oikawa

I want to talk

About what?

I just want to see how you've been doing. How about lunch on Saturday?

I have a tight schedule, so I don't think I'm free that day.

Hmm

Sunday?

What would we talk about, Toru?

Honestly

I just wanted to see you again

You know, talk?

Mhm

But why? Soon it won't matter

Cause after I saw you on Saturday I realized I had some things to say

Please?

Okay

We'll figure something out

—

"Do you think he still likes you?" Toruku pops in.

"No, I don't think so. But I also haven't been able to see his development, so I wouldn't know," I reply to him. I could either ruin or glorify my relationship with him. That was a bet I wasn't sure I wanted to take. And not only that, but he also had beef with Toruku. Why didn't he ask him to lunch as well? Was it because he didn't run into him during the party?

Now I had yet again another thing to worry about. Right now, my current concern was my first volleyball practice this afternoon. Kiyoko had informed me that this weekend they were to have a practice game with one of the competitive teams. I wasn't sure if I would enjoy it or not, but I mine as well have given it a shot.

To be honest, I was a little bit excited. Not only would I be able to see Suga more than in the afternoon, but I could get to know the underclassman more. That was if they even liked me.

"Whatever. I don't need to be worrying about this right now," I tell Toruku as I get up from the wall to throw my trash away. He nods, tossing his trash in the basket as well, before picking up my bag and bento, handing it to me. "Thanks for having lunch with me."

"It's no issue. Just tell me how things go with texting Oikawa and have fun at practice."

"Sure thing."

I waited at the front of her classroom. By her, I mean the beauty herself: Kiyoko. She told me earlier that she would run through the rooms the volleyball club uses so that I could get familiar with where I'd be going every day I attended practice. I was in good hands when it came to Kiyoko, one of my very close friends.

Finally, her classroom door opens, followed by the many students held inside to flood the hallways, including Kiyoko. "Hey there!" She throws a hand over my shoulder as we begin walking to the exit of the hall. "You excited?"

"I guess. I'm more nervous than excited," I reply.

"Don't be. The boys are very sweet. If you'd like, I can try giving you a summary of what to expect!" She exclaims, her excitement practically glowing off of her skin.

Once I nod, Kiyoko begins her full explanation of the players. "Well, we have the three third years. Me, Sugawara, and Daichi! And you already know about us. And there are only four second years. There's Tanaka, Ennoshita, Kinoshita, and Narita. Tanaka is a loud person, but he's super hard working and nice to me, so I guess he's okay. As for Ennoshita, he doesn't talk very much, but I wouldn't be rough with him. He seems like the insecure type. And Narita and Kenoshita are like him, except a little more wild! They usually stay in the back of the crowd, though. Then there are the first years— man are they talented. We have this amazing pair of first years, Kageyama and Hinata. Hinata is so good at jumping, probably the best I've ever seen, and a very rowdy boy. Kageyama is usually a prick to everybody, but he's learning to be a team player. Then there is Tsukishima and Yamaguchi. They're pretty simple to predict. Tsuki just bosses around Yamaguchi all the time and they both talk crap about everybody, but they're good friends and good players."

I can't help but widen my eyes at how fast Kiyoko had explained the players. It was as if she had a lite notebook in the back of her mind where she stored every detail about them, knowing every word she wrote like the back of her hand. "...wow, so there's some personality in the team! That's good to hear," I say, taking a deep breath before we both leave the school building and make our way behind it. "I think I know about Kageyama, though. I went to middle school with him and my old friends that were on the team with him weren't very fond of him— but that's all I know. Sugawara just tells me that he's a very talented person, which doesn't say much about his persona."

"Oh yeah! How're things with Sugawara going?" Kiyoko has no hesitation to jump towards the subject. I couldn't blame her, though. It had been a while since we had a girl-on-girl chat.

Embarrassed, I chuckle, staring at the ground as we discuss. "Nothing much. I mean— he did ask me to be his girlfriend, and we made out a couple of times, but that's it!" I act as if the actions weren't such a huge thing.

Kiyoko gasped. "Y/n! You didn't tell me that you were so close to him, I would have teased you way more than I already do! You kissed him?! How many times? When—where?!"

"Shimizu, stop talking so loud!" I exclaimed, raising my brows as the girl pipes down. Kiyoko wasn't ever the type to get so rowdy about things, that is if it didn't have to do with romance. As for that, she was a downer. And if her friend was involved with it then she wouldn't stop with the blabber. "Anyway, after the party, we both spent the night in his car. We didn't do anything but make out. Still, it was so nice," I whine. "He was so gentle and confident at the same time, and I'd never had somebody want to kiss me so badly— y'know? After that, he took me home, and we both slept in my bed for a couple of hours. Once I woke up, he wasn't anywhere to be found. Only my cat and a letter were left on the pillow next to me."

"A letter?" She questions.

"Yeah, explaining his feelings—his feelings,

Shimizu! Isn't that so sweet?! He told me that he was in love with me and never felt so passionate about anybody the way he does with me. But the thing is, I'm not even sure I wanna be in a relationship. And it's hurting both of us. I think I'm just so confused about everything that I can't even make up a decision."

"Hm, that's understandable. It's a big surprise two of my friends are getting together without telling me! Especially since they're so in love with each other. But now you're saying you don't know what to say?" Kiyoko hums. "Well, from the way you talk about him, are you sure that you're not just scared? You seem like you're head over heels, Y/n. What's stopping you?"

Suddenly, a tall shadow stops us in our tracks, interrupting our conversation. "Yeah, what's stopping you?!" A deep voice says as Kiyoko nudges him.

"Daichi, you don't even know what we're talking about!" She says. It was no other than Sawamura, acting silly again.

He wore a black jumpsuit that I assumed was his volleyball uniform and white tennis shoes, topped off with his grin. "Hey, Y/n! You excited for practice?" He asks in enthusiasm, crossing his arms. If I was being honest, Daichi always scared me when confronting me, but I knew he had my back. Therefore, the goosebumps that crawled up my spine had disappeared once I settled into his smile.

"I mean... I'm a bit nervous. But yeah, I'm excited."

Daichi claps his large hands, then points towards a grey building that was only a few meters away from where we stood under the school roof. "Great! Kiyoko can lead you to the locker rooms and the team will meet you in the gym!"

I look to Kiyoko, who's nodding. "Sure thing. Let's go, Y/n." Her hand lightly pushes me towards the direction of the changing rooms.

Once we arrived at a certain locker room, Kiyoko showed me around the place. There were sixteen lockers on each side of the wall and two benches in the middle. Lots of different sports instruments were piled up in a corner, while a few bags were tossed in another. Overall, it seemed like a regular changing room.

"Here, you can use this locker here. No one ever does." Kiyoko points to an empty silver cubby. The others that surrounded it had posters and locker decor on them, telling me they were already claimed by other girls.

I open the locker, placing a few of my things in it like my bag, school vest and tie, and my shoes. After, I turn to Kiyoko, who's standing right behind me with a black bag in her hands. "Here, this is your new uniform. The team will take you more seriously if you have it on."

Taking the baggy, I pull open the zipper, revealing folded clothing inside. It was the same that Daichi had on earlier, except it didn't come with shorts and tennis shoes. Kiyoko told me that I would only need to bring some sport shoes and a white tee to wear under my sweater. "Thanks! Are you gonna be wearing one too?"

"Not today. My uniform is dirty, so I'll be using one from him. Don't worry, once the team is used to you, you'll be able to bend the rules a bit as I do. They don't care very much." She says as she makes her way towards her locker, pulling out a light lavender jumpsuit.

'Crap, does this mean I'm going to have to undress in front of other girls? That's gonna be awkward.' I tell myself, as I hid behind the door of my locker to pull down my skirt and quickly put on the black pants. I exchange my button-up for a comfortable white tee and black sweater, before taking off a few accessories that I had on and slip them into a pocket of my bag. After, I sat on the bench to trade my black long socks for some normal ones and tie on my shoes.

"Ready?" Kiyoko turns to me, fully dressed in her uniform.

"You bet."

I hadn't realized how awkward interrupting a practice was until the deed was done. It was sickening, embarrassing, and terrifying.

"Hi everybody," Kiyoko says in a soft tone, setting our bags down near the door while I avoided eye contact with anybody. That didn't help the fact that every one of the players was staring at us, sitting in a circle on the ground.

A loud, raspy voice echoed through the gym, interrupting the bitter silence that ate me up. "Hi, Kiyoko! How was your day today?" I glance up at the person who jogged towards us. He had a huge smile and short buzz cut, already telling me that he was a rowdy one. "And as for you, welcome! You must be the new manager! I'm Ryonosuke Tanaka, one of the best players on this team!" He holds out a hand for me to shake.

'So this must be the second year Kiyoko told me about. Great, I like him already.' I think, bowing before shaking his hand. "I'm Y/n L/n, nice to meet you."

"Tanaka! Show some respect for your upperclassman, will you!" Daichi comments, coming up from behind him. "I'm sorry about him. He's a wild one."

"Oh, that's alright."

When Daichi realizes I'm comfortable enough to glance at the teammates, he quickly moves out of the way. "Oh—let me introduce you properly. Everybody, this is our new manager that Takeda Sensei told us about: Y/n! She's a third-year and is here to help out Kiyoko. She's friends with us third years too, so no funny business!" He looks towards Tanaka. "That means you, Tanaka!"

He yells out, "I—I was just being friendly!"

Daichi simply playfully rolls his eyes. "Why don't you first years come to introduce yourselves, hm?" He suggests as a few boys shuffle through the small crowd to get a better view of me.

"Hey! It's good to see you again, L/n! I'm Shoyo Hinata." He bows. I recognized him immediately when he approached me. The player was short for somebody on a volleyball team and had bright ginger hair that was rough and fluffy, and he practically radiated energy when I was near him. "I hope you have a great time on the team!"

After giving him a brief smile, I shift my eyes towards a pair of first-years that seemed suspicious of my presence in the club. But one of them stepped up to shake my hand and grin. He had brown yet green-tinted hair that appeared soft, and many freckles on his face. "Hi, I'm Tadashi Yamaguchi. A pleasure to meet you!" He cautiously nudges the tall boy next to him.

He rolls his eyes at the slightest, tossing the volleyball in his hands to the ground. "Hi, I'm Tsukishima." He says in a proud tone, bowing.

Then, I fixate my eyes on the boy who stood behind Hinata, staring intently at me. Once he notices that I had caught him, he began stuttering. "I—Uh...I'm Kageyama! Tobio Kageyama." The ravenette puffs up his chest, bowing towards me.

"Ah, yes! I know about you. Did you happen to go to Kitagawa Daiichi during middle school?" I ask, tilting my head to take a mental picture of him.

"Uh..yes. How did you know?"

"I used to hang around the volleyball club a lot and knew a bit about you. But I never would have thought you would go here!" I quickly realize how rude my response appeared. "Oh, crap! I didn't mean it like that."

He shakes his head violently, shutting down my apology. "It's no issue, Y/n! It's great that you know me— I mean— thank you for recognizing me," he says loudly, bowing once more. It became obvious that Kags was a bit nervous to meet me, but it wasn't anything threatening. His bright pink cheeks were more warming than scary.

"Well, Kageyama, it's great to see you again," I giggle. Then, three boys are seen in the corner of my eye, seeming eager to say their hellos. Taking initiative, I greet them. "Uh, hi guys."

"Hey!" They say, maneuvering towards me. The black-haired one shakes my hand first, squeezing it gently. "I'm Ennoshita. Pleased to meet you." Then comes the other two: one with a buzz cut, and the other with dirty blonde hair. "I—I'm Kenoshita! And this is Narita!" He points to the buzz cut boy. "We're all second years, by the way!"

Surprised by so many greetings, I can't help but hold my hands out in front of my face. "Oh— okay! Nice to meet you, too."

Somebody abruptly suggests, "Why don't you guys give her some space?" Knowing the voice too well to forget it, I grew excited. Sugawara had arrived, finally. I was looking forward to seeing him more than anybody else. "Hey, Y/n. Glad to have you," He says, secretly winking at me.

"Thank you."

"Let's talk positions for the practice game," Daichi commands, lifting a dry erase board to face everybody."Here's the plan I came up with."

The club was sat in a big circle on the court facing Daichi and Takeda. I accompanied them as well, pretending I knew what they were talking about.

"I'd like to have you two working as a pair." Daichi points to Kageyama and Hinata, who gave each other low growls. "And since Tsukishima is our tallest player, I think that would give us a benefit against Seijoh."

'Seijoh? Isn't that short for Aoba Johsai?' I think, raising my hand slightly. "Uh, so you guys are playing against Seijoh?"

Daichi nods. "Yes, Aoba Johsai. We have a practice game with them this week. They're a very strong team, so we need to be in our top game. Are you gonna be joining us..or?"

"Yeah, I will. I'm asking because I know a bit about the players on that team. If you'd like, I can give you guys some advice on their style."

"Wait! Why is Hinata in the one position that needs a tall guy?" Tanaka blurts, as he points towards Shoyos name that was written on the board. It stood in front of the net doodle, telling us he'd be playing as a blocker.

Hinata takes notice of this and grows annoyed. "You're saying Tsukishima and I are playing middle blockers?!" It seemed that he wasn't very fond of Tsuki.

"Timeout!" Takeda strikes the air with his hands, before reaching to his side to unfold a small handy book. "I think I need an overview of the positions.. let's start with the setter. That's the basic control tower— the ones who set people up for attacks. Then there are the wing spikers. They're the rounder that sort of.. maintains the balance between offense and defense. And middle blockers block the other teams' attacks and score points using quick attacks. They also act as a decoy to lead away from the opponent blockers! Is that right?" He asks, looking up to the team captain for reassurance.

He nods his head, putting his palms together. "There is a position that specializes in defense, but we don't need to worry about that right now. So far, that's the positions!"

"Well, Hinata should be the 'number one decoy'!" Kageyama quickly rises, looking towards the redhead. I look towards Kiyoko who is just as confused as me about what he blabbered. "Why don't we use you as a distraction to get points? We'll be using quick attacks, that way the other spikers can do some damage! You'll take down guys like Tsukishima and take them right down the garden path like the idiots they are." Kageyama spoke in a determined manner.

Yamaguchi defended the boy, saying, "Hey! Don't imply Tsuki's an idiot!" But is quickly shut down by Tsukishima, being told to shut up. "Oh.. sorry."

'These first years sure are interesting..and rude, if I'm being honest. Why is it that they're so bossy and demanding?' I say to myself, bringing my knees up and resting my head on them. Although we hadn't done anything physical, I was beginning to grow tired.

"Hinata, when we play, you better be on your best level! If you mess up even one bit, all of our attacks are gonna start to fall apart, got it?" Kageyama strikes Hinata, making him feel frightened and cornered.

"Come on, Kageyama. Hinata is already under a lot of pressure, why say things that make him feel bad?" I whisper to him, as he began to feel concerned for Shoyo.

Tanaka pats Hinatas back, attempting to calm him. "Yeah but- blocking is the most important thing here! No matter how high he can jump, he's still a shorty pants."

What he had told everybody started a riot between the players. Each of them argued about whether or not Hinata should be one of the middle blockers. As for the third years, we rubbed our foreheads in frustration. But it wasn't as if I could expect anything different from these boys.

"Don't you worry, Hinata. As long as you do your best, the team will be proud-"

"R-right! I promise I won't mess up!" Hinata perks up while his face turned a crimson color out of stress. "I'll block as much as you want me to and be the best decoy! I'll serve, I'll do attacks, I'll block! I'll do whatever you say, captain!"

Because of how anxious he grew, he dropped onto the gym floor not long after his rant, breathing heavily. Hinata had made it clear to me that volleyball was a very serious thing for him, and other players' opinions on him meant almost everything. But thank goodness, our third years reassured him that he would be just fine for the practice game.

From how much I'd seen, I thought that the club wasn't too much of an issue to attend to. That was if I wasn't helping first years get back up onto their feet after short-circuiting. Kiyoko had even told me that I did a great job on my first day at practice. So I was sure that I'd be a benefit to the team.

Now, my biggest concern was seeing Oikawa.

Comments and votes are super appreciated! Pls give me recognition for my chapters, I work so so so hard.

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alj4890 · 7 years ago

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Chapter 35 Reunited

The Royal Romance Fan Fiction (Liam x MC*Riley) (Maxwell x OC*Amanda) (Drake x Olivia) (Hana x Rashad)

These characters are from the amazing writers of Pixelberry's Choices stories: The Royal Romance and Red Carpet Diaries. The only character of my own is Duchess Amanda Bridgerton of House St Orella.

Masterlist The Other Friend TRR

Chapter 35 summary: Drake, Maxwell, and Riley go to see Savannah. Amanda is giving interviews with Thomas in the Four Seasons George V hotel in Paris.

Chapter 35

Amanda groaned when her alarm clock went off at 6am. She started to get up when Maxwell pulled her back down. "You know you would rather stay here with me," he mumbled against her neck.

She groaned again. "You have no idea how badly I want to. I promised Thomas and I have to go to some of those meetings with Liam."

She swung her legs over the bed and was yanked back. "Maxwell!"

He grinned. "15 more minutes. Then I will atrempt to let you get up." Amanda laughed and got back under the covers.

An hour later she was on her way to the Four Seasons. Thomas was waiting in the lobby for her. A small smile appeared when he saw her. He gave her a quick hug. "Excellent. I have printed out an itinerary for the next few days. If I need to change some times for your courtly duties, then do not hesitate to let me know."

Amanda looked at the list and felt her heart sink. Both day and night had interviews scheduled. This along with her other obligations meant that she would not have much time with Maxwell in Paris. So much for romance.

Thomas studied her face. "Something's wrong. You aren't pleased with the schedule."

"No. It's fine. I understand we need do do this. I noticed I won't have a lot of free time this week. I was hoping to take advantage of the City of Love with my husband. That's all."

Thomas stood there a moment. "Ah. Well, we will see if we can move things around. We will come up with some idea. Now, come with me. We have the first interview in my suite."

Drake, Maxwell, and Riley were standing outside of Savannah's apartment close to noon. Drake hesistated knocking.

"What if she is mad I'm here? If she wanted to talk to me, then she would have contacted me sooner, right?"

"Drake, from what you have shared about Savannah, I don't believe she will be angry. I think she must have had a reason for the silence." Riley waited to see if he would knock. When he did not move, she decided to take action.

Riley moved in front of him and knocked. Drake and Maxwell stood nervously behind her.

Savannah opened the door. Her mouth dropped open when she saw Drake. "Oh my...Drake? Drake!!!" She wrapped him in a hug, tears falling down her face. "I've missed you so much!"

Drake held on to her, overwhelmed with seeing her again. He had finally found her. "Savannah. You have no idea how much I have missed you. I--" A cry interrupted him.

"Hold on sweetie!" Savannah pulled on Drake's hand and grabbed Maxwell's. "Please, come in. All of you." She ran into the bedroom. Riley, Drake, and Maxwell stood in the small living room.

When Savannah came out with a small bundle in her arms, introductions were made. She smiled a timid smile at them. "I think it is time to tell you what happened."

Drake shook his head. "You don't have to. We found out through Bastien's investigation what basically happened. I just wish you had told me. I would have helped you."

Savannah's eyes were filled with remorse. I'm so sorry. Bertrand told me that this...that getting pregnant was my fault. He told me I would ruin your life in Cordonia if I told you. I didn't want you punished for my actions. Everyday, I would pick up the phone to call you, but I knew if I did, you would leave for me. I could not let you be ostracized because of me."

Drake was so angry. Bertrand had so much to answer for. He wanted to beat him into the ground. He looked over at Maxwell. He had his eyes on the baby, sadness etched in the tense lines of his face. Maxwell turned to Savannah. "I wish you would have told us. There is no way I would have let you believe my brother's words."

Savannah glanced down at the baby. "Maxwell, your brother is a duke. His words carry more weight. I...had to do what I could to protect those I love."

"Liam would have helped you." Riley said.

Savannah shook her head, "I did not want the infamy of causing a court scandal. I know I made a decision that hurt everyone. I did not see a way of not causing hurt to someone. I had to protect this innocent one. I had to protect you, Drake. You spent your life looking out for me. I wanted to do the same for you."

Drake sighed. "Savannah you are the only family I have left, well other than this little guy. We could have found a way. We still can find a way."

Savannah gently rocked the baby. "What do you mean?"

Maxwell sat forward. "We want you to come back to Cordonia. Bertrand is not the only Beaumont who's a duke now. Since I married Amanda, we have both power and influence. You have the King and Queen of Cordonia on your side also. Bertrand would be a bigger fool than he already is to try and defy all of us."

Drake nodded. "You also have Olivia's backing. So that's another powerful noble. Everyone loved you, Vanna. Many of the nobles will support you. Bertrand's actions recently have pissed a lot of them off. I don't think there will be many who would stand with him."

Riley nodded. "They are right. Please think of returning. We all want to be there for you and little Bartie. You will always be welcomed at court and I dare anyone to say differently!"

Drake chuckled. "As you can tell, Riley has a bit of a temper when she thinks someone is being bullied."

Savannah sat there thinking of everything. "I need some time to think about my decision. I want to believe you. I need to think about if I'm ready to face Bertrand and if he should be a part of Bartie's life."

Maxwell swallowed and looked at his little nephew. "Do you...do you want me to stay out of his life until you decide?"

Savannah reached for his hand. "Not at all! I expect you and Drake to fight over who is going to be the favorite uncle. Maxwell, you are nothing like your brother. You are a man I would want my son to be like, minus some of the crazy shenanigans."

He grinned. "Do I get to hold him?" Savannah placed him in Maxwell's arms. Riley snapped a picture with her phone. After a few moments Drake held him. His heart swelled when he saw that Bartie had the Walker chocolate brown eyes. "Vanna, he is perfect." Riley snapped another picture, catching him off guard.

Savannah smiled with pride. "He is the best thing to ever happen to me." They sat and visited for another hour. Drake made plans to come back the next day. Maxwell promised to find time to come back and hopefully bring Amanda with him. Riley hugged her goodbye, making her promise to call her if she needed anything.

On their way back to the train, Drake was relieved and excited. "Do you think she will come back home?"

Riley smiled, "I believe there is a very good chance."

"Thanks for going with us, Riley." Drake said.

"Anytime gentlemen, anytime. You both have been there for me. It's what friends do."

Maxwell's phone vibrated with a message. It was from an unknown number. When he opened it, he was shocked. There were pictures of Amanda. Some of them were from her time in California, a few months ago. Some had been snapped today. The ones in California were of her and Matt Rodriguez. It was the pictures of them on the beach, kissing. This was what Drake had been talking about during truth or dare. These pictures were more in focus.

He could see her bathing suit clearly and Matt wrapped around her. He could make out the towel's color and pattern they were laying on. There was a question written on the picture. "Was this the only time?" The pictures taken today showed her and Matt sitting at a table on a balcony with Thomas, Ryan, and some other Hollywood people.

The closeup of her and Matt showed them looking at each other. He was leaning toward her smiling and she was laughing. There was another question written on it. "Was this planned or an accident?" At the end of the message, it showed a copy of a hotel reservation. Amanda had booked the Royal Suite at the Four Seasons for the week. One more question for him was attached. "What does she need a hotel suite for?"

Maxwell swallowed hard. His hand gripped his phone. It was hard enough knowing she had been kissed by both Matt and Ryan while in California, but to actually see it was worse than he thought. They had not been together during that kiss, but it still felt like a punch in the gut. Questions were swirling through his mind. What was Matt doing in Paris? He was not a part of Thomas Hunt's movie. Why did she book a suite? Why did she not tell him about the suite?

"Maxwell? Are you okay?"

He looked up at Riley and Drake. "I'm fine."

Their limo pulled up to the train. Riley smiled at the two of them. "Don't forget about tonight's ball. It will be at the Four Seasons. We will have such beautiful views of the Eiffel Tower and the Arc De Triomphe. I can't wait!"

"Did you plan this?" Drake asked her.

"No, Madeleine did. She wanted to since her house did not host the court during the social season. I know I am supposed to meet her mother this evening too. Hopefully that will go smoothly." With a wave Riley left to get ready.

Maxwell was looking at the pictures again. Drake glanced over at his phone. His eyes widened. "Maxwell? Where did you get those."

He shrugged. "It is from an unknown number."

Drake looked at the last one. "Was that taken today?" Maxwell nodded. Drake looked panicked. "Someone's following Amanda!"

Maxwell's head jerked up. He had not thought of that. Guilt hit him hard. That should have been his first thought, instead of jealousy. "Why would anyone follow her?"

Drake looked at him. "Probably the same reason why anyone would send those pictures of her to you: To cause trouble." He scrolled through all the images and stopped at the hotel receipt. "Did you know she was getting a room there?"

"No."

Drake studied him a minute. "You don't actually believe she is cheating on you with Matt or any of these movie guys?"

Maxwell shrugged and put his hands in his pockets. "I don't think she is cheating. I guess sometimes it's hard to believe she did not choose one of them."

Drake put a hand on his shoulder. "She chose you out of everyone. She's been in love with you for years. Don't let whoever sent this win. Don't doubt her."

Maxwell nodded. His phone beeped with another message. He reluctantly opened it up. It was from Amanda.

"I'm running behind. I have another interview to do. I will meet you at the ball. Oh and I have a surprise for you! 💋💓U!"

Drake read it over his shoulder. "See, the suite has to be the surprise. You need to tell her that someone is following her when you see her. Text her back that you can't wait or what ever you would normally."

Maxwell sighed and went to get ready. He did not know what was going on. Why would someone want to cause doubt in their marriage? What could they possibly gain? Who was doing this?

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treatbuckywkisses · 3 years ago

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ohmygod oh mygod oh my god

OMSGDOSMSG HELLO ???? COL ARE YOU ACTUALLY KIDDING ME RN LIKE ACTUALLY WHAT THE FUCK

what a fucking way to start a series ohmygod collie im ob-freaking-sessed

Now, every minute shift in your environment was a potential hindrance to your survival. starting with a memory and jumping right into this ???? holy fuck wow.

Not that any amount of distance would ever make you feel safe. Not from the people who terrified you more than any undead creature could. omg whaaaaat drama 👀 who are they what did we do😭

You went for the adult on your right first, lodging one ax into their neck and spinning behind them to gain momentum to pull it out as your other ax landed on the top of the kid's skull. The second adult barely had time to turn their neck before your blade was lodged inside its cheek. HELLO ??? oh we are so hot okay 😌 look at us wow

Overcome with emotion, the young one jumped forward, wrapping his arm around your middle. You froze, unsure what to do at first, and then your hands rested on his head and his shoulder in some semblance of a comforting gesture. PLEASE- i am sorry but the amount of touch starved is like personal to me i have to laugh we're a mom now how cute <3 they're good ages this is fine

There was no arm to require the extra fabric, apparently. Not that he needed any extra strength to hold you in place. I'm literally 😵💫😏🤭 head full <3 my one armed zombie killing dirty daddy <3 id do anything for him idc idc

Your heart broke into a million pieces, but you refused to let Bucky see tears well in your eyes. However, you could have sworn that you caught his murderous expression soften for a fraction of a second at AJ’s distress. please no this is exactly how i felt when i read it😭😭 he's just a lil baby pls i love aj & cass collie if you hurt them i will have no choice but to hurt you as well. BUCKY IS A SOFT GRUMPY BABY AWEEEEEE

“That depends,” you said. “Does staying with you mean this beefcake is going to keep a blade on me at all times? Or will I be able to, like, eat, sleep, and pee without risking getting my neck sliced open.” BEEFCAKE BEEFCAKE BEEFCAKE!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE SGSKSKSNHSKS I AM SCREAMING PLEASE YES AS SHE SHOULD GO OFF GIRL QUEEN PUSSY BOSS 🥰

It had been so long since you were wanted. Since someone cared about you. Not your body, not the blood flowing through your veins. this is so incredible shut the fuck up. god tier writing.

Instead of feeling fear or anger, you felt heat. OH ? WE FEELING SPICY ALREADY 😏🤭👀 can't say i blame her though bc I'd do it all for grumpy dirty beefcake

He was so close, so close to you, and yet some insane part of you felt the urge to move closer. It must have been your insanity that made you hallucinate his eyes flashing to your lips for a millisecond before meeting yours once again. shut up its only the first chapter I literally cannot fucking handle this im vibrating you stop that

“Whatever you say, sweetheart,” he said, the sweetness in his voice coated with disdain. Then, he turned back around and began to seamlessly climb the rope. shutup i will !!!!! omsfdksosng

It may be a kindness to leave these people be, but it would be a crime to prove Bucky right. so true we cannot let him have the satisfaction

no stop im experiencing collie i can not

no you are so sick and twisted for this im in love already omg i can't wait for the next chapter i have so much to say 😩

i know she won't tell them abt her other camp when they get there in fear they'll make her leave before she's even inside right they definitely like try and get nice w beefcake just to join camps right and then shit goes down or is that too twd for you ONSGDKSH I am invested okay and my twd phase was HUGE the first Fandom i was ever in wow you're bringing me back to my roots 🥲

anyways are beefcake and badass going to fuck bc WOW THEY ARE SO HOT I LITERALLY CANT BREAYHE SGSOSMGS you're actually killing me and we just got here im so excited and he so likes her okay I know it already oh the idiots to lovers will be so strong i can feel it

that's this fic couple btw beefcake & badass 😎 you set it up

WAIT I HAVE MORE WORDS BUT I HAVE TO GET READY FOR WORK UGH WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF HELP

Awake My Soul • 1

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

WC: 3.5k

Summary: It’s been 5 years since zombies first started their invasion, and despite everything you’ve been through, you’ve managed to survive up until this point. Now it’s time to face your must dangerous challenge yet….the grumpy, untrusting, fiercely protective Bucky Barnes.

Chapter Warnings: Canon level violence, gets pretty gruesome (it's a zombie fic lol), vague mentions of torture, Bucky is angy.

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It was raining.

Somewhere, deep in the back of your mind, a flash of a memory brought you back to the days when you could sit by an open window, inhaling the smells from outside made that much sweeter by the rain. The pine scent from the evergreens that surrounded your home was sharper, the aromas from the flower garden just below you wafted upwards, making your bedroom smell like lilacs.

If you were lucky, your mom would have made hot chocolate, walking it over to you and sitting beside you within the alcove in your room, the two of you watching the rain in silence, allowing the sounds of droplets create a symphony with the different surfaces it fell upon.

But that was just a memory. A time when you could simply observe the weather and appreciate it with very little thought.

Now, every minute shift in your environment was a potential hindrance to your survival.

Rain was no longer just rain.

It was a sound you could hide behind, a substance that could wash away your footprints.

It was a lubricant that made climbing more difficult, a resistance added to your steps as you trudged through the thick mud.

Still, even as you sat atop an oak tree, eyes scanning the area for any signs of movement, the faint taste of chocolate lingered on your tongue.

Five years of this desolate life, and still those happy memories managed to poke through.

The snap of a twig caused your head to whip over to your right, eyes narrowing as you tried to focus through the wall of raindrops to the brush below.

It took a few seconds, but then you saw them.

There were three. Two adults and one kid, dragging their deteriorating bodies along. The rainfall was loud enough to create a reprieve for you from the horrific moaning sounds that continuously fell from their skeletal mouths.

Zombies.

You shifted on the branch ever so slightly to hide from them. Their gazes remained downward as they slowly walked down the wooded path, and you were grateful for the fact that you had just applied a fresh layer of moss to your skin.

They were twenty feet ahead of you now, gaze still focused on a nonexistent destination.

Just a few more minutes and they would be gone, and then you could continue moving.

It still wasn’t safe yet. You needed to put more distance between you and them.

Not that any amount of distance would ever make you feel safe. Not from the people who terrified you more than any undead creature could.

“I will always find you.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat, forcing your breathing to remain steady.

Just when they stepped out of sight, another twig snapped.

Right below you.

Your head shot down, hand tightening around the hilt of your handaxe ready to strike.

But then your eyes widened, your mouth dropped open, and your heart stopped as you saw the source of the sound.

Kids. Two boys.

Alive.

They looked up at you, hands gripping the bark of the tree in panic.

The younger boy let out a small whimper, and you nearly jumped the 20 feet down from your spot to clamp your palm over his mouth, but it was too late.

You looked back ahead, and sure enough, there they were, bodies hobbling to what they hoped was their next meal.

“Fuck,” you breathed out, releasing your hold from the handaxe and grabbing the branch below.

The boys jumped back as you landed onto the muddy surface, their arms now grasping one another instead of the trees. The younger one looked like he was on the verge of sobbing and you slowly raised your pointer finger to your lips.

The older boy nodded in understanding, covering the younger one’s mouth.

You closed your eyes, hands moving to your side as you held onto the hilts of both axes, taking a long, deep breath as you forced your ears to block out the rain and listen for the terrifying groaning that approached.

On the exhale, your eyes shot open and you turned to run at them.

They were on the ground, unmoving as you panted, securing the weapons to your sides once more.

Then, you returned your attention back to the boys, who had stepped away from the tree, staring at you.

The older one opened his mouth to speak but you shook your head, finger going back to your lips and his mouth clamped shut.

You walked back to them, grabbing them both by the shoulder and ushering them back to behind the tree.

After stepping back to do a quick scan of the perimeter, you looked back, face inches from theirs.

“Are you hurt?” They shook their heads. “Have you…have you been bitten?”

Their eyes widened as the head shaking grew more frantic. Then, they rolled up their sleeves and pulled the collars of their shirts, proving that there were no marks on their skin.

You nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. “Are you alone? Do you have people watching over you?”

The younger one’s bottom lip trembled as the older one whispered out, “We lost Momma and Bucky a few hours ago. There was a raid and we got separated.”

Fuck, you thought instead of saying out loud. “Do you have any idea where you last saw them?”

They shook their heads again.

Finally, the younger one was no longer able to contain himself as he quietly sobbed out, “Will you help us find Momma?”

You bit the bottom of your lip. It had been years since you had been part of a crew, when a betrayal put a target on your back and put you in a prison that made you desperate to escape to where the undead lurked.

Since you had finally managed to break free weeks ago, you’d been on your own. You preferred it that way. It was easier to be alone.

Less people to worry about, less people to worry for.

It was that mindset that had you considering saying to the boys good luck and goodbye. Maybe if you gave them a spare blade they could stand a chance until someone alive might find them.

But then you saw the wetness on the young one’s cheek switch from rainwater to tears, and your body sagged in defeat.

“Yeah. I’ll get you to your mom.”

“I’m Cass,” the older boy said. “This is my brother AJ.”

You nodded. “Cass. AJ. I’m Y/n.” Pulling back you rubbed AJ’s head with a small side-smile, and you were surprised how much your heart swelled when he smiled back.

That’s when you realized you were going to do anything and everything these two kids asked of you. “So, which way did your momma-”

Your words died in your throat as your ears picked up a sound nearby.

Lifeless, dragging moans.

A lot of them.

More walkers, headed in your direction.

You looked to the wide-eyed faces of the boys, grabbing their hands and pulling them along. “Come on, and be quiet,” you whispered.

You started jogging to the right, careful to make sure the pads of your feet landed on the ground as quietly as possible, eyes scanning the area for any type of landmark you could hide in.

The moans grew softer and softer as you ran, and you felt a pit in your stomach start to diminish. They couldn’t catch up, meaning they didn’t have a fast one in their pack.

Those ones could have reached you easily, especially at the slowed pace with the boys.

Finally, about half a mile later, you noticed a large cliff with different jagged rocks sticking out, and some were structured together in a way that looked like they were caves.

It wasn’t awesome, but it would have to do. You could feel the boys starting to drag.

Once you reached the base of the rocks, you linked your fingers together and lowered them, gesturing to Cass to step on and climb up. Once he reached a flat point, you did the same for AJ, and Cass grabbed his younger brother’s arm to help him make it all the way up.

You turned your head, listening for any signs of approaching zombies. It was quiet, but you didn’t want to test your luck.

With that, you hoisted yourself up the rock to Cass and AJ. Now that you were higher up, you noticed some deep crevasses further ahead and climbed over to hide within one of them.

The three of you huddle down, your arms wrapped around them while they clung to you, their breath shaky, tears streaming down their faces.

You wanted to tell them it was okay, that they were fine. But you couldn’t. You needed to keep quiet in case those walkers caught up.

Also, you didn’t actually know if you were okay.

After thirty minutes or so without hearing anything, you deemed the area safe, slowly moving up to stand, gesturing to the boys to stay where they were while you inspected your surroundings.

The rain had stopped, making it easier to listen for any alarming sounds, which you couldn’t detect. You looked up to the sky, now cloudless, noticing that the sun was starting to set. It would be dark soon.

You thought for a moment. It was possible that you could continue on and cover more ground, and maybe you could find Cass and AJ’s camp before nightfall.

Or, you had run in the completely opposite direction and this might be the only semi-safe space you would find today.

If it had just been you, you would have gone with the more reckless option.

But now you had two small humans to look after.

With that, you walked back to the boys and told them you were going to camp out here for the night and head out first thing tomorrow. They both nodded, but you caught AJ’s bottom lip tremble.

The kid can’t be older than eight, you thought, heart breaking. Unable to control yourself, you stepped forward, pulling them both in for a hug.

“I promise I’ll do my best to keep you safe. I’ll get you back to your momma, okay?”

You felt them nod against your shoulders.

After a few moments, you pulled away and grabbed your bag, taking out the thin blanket you kept packed in there and wrapping it around them.

“Stay here,” you told them, zipping up the bag and putting it around your shoulders. “I’m going to try to find us some food. Cass, I’m putting you in charge until I get back.”

Cass’s chest puffed up, and he bobbed his head up and down. You gave them a reassuring smile before making your descent back to the ground.

It had been a while since you had traveled with anyone, and it surprised you how quickly you felt overwhelming worry and dread for the boys the further you got from them. You hoped this would be a quick trip and you could find some consumable mushrooms or a squirrel.

In the end, you settled for a pocket full of berries you deemed safe to eat. Luckily, you had left your canteen open while hiding in the tree earlier during the rain, so you had enough water to get you through tomorrow at least.

It was almost pitch black by the time you returned to the rock wall, and you smiled as you let out a sigh of relief knowing you were soon going to be reunited with your young companions.

Just as you raised your right hand against the hard surface to begin climbing, you heard an almost imperceptible shuffling sound behind you. Before you could turn around to see what it was, something had grabbed onto your wrist, pulling it down and shoving your body against the rock.

You let out a soft oof from the impact, using all of your strength to try to get out of this hold, but the arm against your back was immovable.

Hot air brushed against your ear as you heard a gruff, venomous voice whisper, “Where are they?”

“Who the fuck are you?” you whispered back, still trying to break out of the man’s grip.

Suddenly, you were spinning, and then your back was slamming against the hard surface.

And you were face to face with your attacker.

Years of surviving outside made it so that your eyes could see just as well in the darkness as it could in the light, and you were able to make out the giant man who towered over you.

His hair was cropped short, unkempt scruff covering his face. His right hand held a dagger up against your throat as his bottom lip curled up in a snarl.

You looked to his left, and noticed the sleeve to his blue henley was cut and sewn together at the shoulder.

There was no arm to require the extra fabric, apparently. Not that he needed any extra strength to hold you in place.

“I’m not gonna ask again,” he said, his breath now hitting your cheeks. “Where. Are. They.”

“They’re here! I got them!” another voice called quietly from above you. The man’s eyes shot up from yours and you both looked to see a woman peering over the edge of the rock, Cass and AJ on either side of her.

“Don’t hurt her Bucky!” AJ cried out, and the woman covered his mouth to shush him.

“She saved us from a pack of walkers earlier and was trying to bring us home!” Cass whisper-yelled in agreement.

Bucky’s jaw tightened, and his venomous gaze met yours. “We can’t trust outsiders,” he said, loudly enough for Cass to hear but you knew the message was aimed toward you.

“Buck, settle down,” the boys’ mom chastised, her tone filled with relief. “They’re here and they’re safe. Let’s just go home.”

AJ wiggled out of his mom’s hold. “Y/n is coming with us, right?” he begged.

Bucky shook his head, opening his mouth to say something but you spoke first.

“AJ, I think it’s best for you and Cass to go back with your mom and Bucky,” you said, narrowing your eyes at the man who had reinvented the term of being stuck between a rock and a hard place. “I’ll be fine on my own.”

“No,” AJ wailed, now beginning to sob. “You have to come with us! We need to keep you safe!”

“She’s good, Bucky,” Cass said, and you were amazed at how adult the young boy sounded in this moment. “She risked her life to save us when she didn’t need to.”

Silence.

Then, “Y/n?” the woman from above called out and you looked up, feeling the blade scrape against your throat. “We have a small camp. It’s well-protected, with a lot of good people who are willing to risk their lives for one another. It’s hard for us to trust newcomers to invite them to stay, but-”

“Sarah, don’t,” Bucky bit out.

“-But you saved my boys, and I don’t know what else I can do to thank you but offer whatever protection we can provide. As long as you’re willing to do the same for us.”

You looked back down at Bucky, who was shaking his head, eyes pleading.

The more his composure was breaking, the more you were able to see behind those eyes. And suddenly, the large, pissed off man before you was just a scared boy.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t just as terrified.

It would be the right thing to do, to say no. To stay on your own and continue running from the living demons that refused to stop hunting you down. Setting roots anywhere meant that you were not only putting a target on your back, but theirs. It would be selfish to expose these people to the dangers that went beyond the undead.

You couldn’t let them find you or anyone else.

But…

“Please, Y/n,” AJ begged. “You have to stay with us. Please.”

It had been so long since you were wanted. Since someone cared about you. Not your body, not the blood flowing through your veins.

Just. You.

The boys let out soft giggles and Bucky’s eyes widened with shock before narrowing. Were the corners of his mouth twitching?

“Bucky,” Sarah said, “Let her go. She’s fine.”

He stared at you for a few seconds, unmoving, and you set your jaw, raising your chin in defiance.

With one last shake of his head, he loosened his grip, stepping back from you. You rubbed a hand over your neck.

“We’re too far from camp to get there safely in the dark,” Sarah said. “This spot looks safe enough to stay until dawn.”

“I scavenged some berries that y’all are welcome to,” you said, glaring at Bucky when he scoffed.

“That’s great, thank you, Y/n,” Sarah said, then ushered the boys back to your little camp above.

You were about to start your ascent back up when Bucky grabbed your arm, spinning you around until you faced him, the two of you only inches apart.

Instead of feeling fear or anger, you felt heat.

“If you do anything, anything,” he threatened between clenched teeth, “To put one of them in danger, you’ll be wishing one of them flesheaters got their hands on you first.”

But then, thankfully, your wits returned and you smirked.

“Save your threats for those who are actually trying to kill you, beefcake.” He scowled at the pet name you had apparently given him. “As intimidating as I may seem, there’s much scarier shit out there. Scarier than you, so excuse me for not falling victim to your threats. You don’t scare me, you just annoy me.”

Then, Bucky did the one thing you never expected.

He laughed. A low, grizzly chuckle that vibrated the parts of your body connected to his, then he clicked his tongue as he pulled away from you, moving toward the rock wall.

Though the man before you had done literally nothing to earn your sympathy, realization of his missing arm caused you to feel an unshakable urge to offer to help him climb up the wall.

Before you could say anything, Bucky reached down to his right hip, pulling out a small metal grappling hook attached to a thick piece of rope.

You watched him toss the hook up the cliff to where Sarah and the boys were, pulling it taught to make sure it was secure.

Then, he placed his right foot against the rock, turning back to you with a grin.

“Whatever you say, sweetheart,” he said, the sweetness in his voice coated with disdain. Then, he turned back around and began to seamlessly climb the rope.

You watched him in awe, eyes glued to his back muscles as they carried his body up.

It was then that you realized you were alone at the bottom of the cliff. You turned to look over your shoulder into the unending forest.

You could run, you thought to yourself, hand moving up to your stomach, rubbing over the indentations. You could try to get as far away from them as possible. It would be a kindness.

But then you looked back to Bucky, who had made it up the cliff, and was now leaning down, his right arm extended down to you.

He raised his eyebrows questioningly, as if able to sense all of the doubt running through your mind, as if expecting you to run.

It may be a kindness to leave these people be, but it would be a crime to prove Bucky right.

So with that, you reached up the rock wall and grabbed his hand.

Chapter 2

#awake my soul #ams #zombie apocolypse au #zombie au #bucky barnes #beefcake & badass #you will hear more from me later #im going to scream #one of my favorites

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mksc77 · 7 years ago

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Andy sat up and rubbed his eyes as he watched Sharon bustling around the room, getting dressed and gathering her things like the miracle of life wasn't usually a long and agonizing process. "Uh...Sharon...Why don't you at least wait for Emily to call and see if she has an idea of how close she is?" He said sensibly. "It can take hours."

"Oh, really?" Sharon asked with feigned surprise as she pulled her hair up and secured it with a clip. "I had no idea!"

Andy ran his hand over his face, not in the mood to argue. He'd walked right into that one, and he knew it, but it seemed a little ridiculous for someone who was well aware of the fact that labor wasn't typically a quick process to be running around like a chicken with its head cut off in the middle of the night like she might miss something if she didn't leave right now. "I know you know that, obviously, but you might want to make sure you'll be able to get in. I know Emily said you probably wouldn't have any trouble after visiting hours, but that might depend upon who's working at the time. She does have to get approval, and you don't want to rush to the hospital just to sit in the waiting room for hours."

"I guess you're right..." Sharon knew there was no way she'd be going back to sleep, though, so she quickly finished getting herself ready and turned the lamp back off. "Go back to sleep. Call me when you get up in the morning." She kissed Andy's cheek and left the room. While she was waiting for Emily to call, she went to her and Emmett's bedroom to gather any last-minute items Emily might've forgotten. Her bag had been packed for over a month, but she still could've left behind some things she wanted. In their haste to leave, they'd left the damp sheets on the bed, so she stripped the bed and put the sheets in the washing machine. After packing a small bag with extra towels, hair ties, makeup wipes, her robe, and a few other things, she put fresh sheets on the bed and straightened up the bedroom and bathroom. Once that was done, she dug through the small fourth bedroom that had been taken over by baby stuff in the last few months. When she found the little rock 'n play that Emily was going to try for the baby to sleep in first, which her friends had sworn by, she set it up beside their bed and went back to the other bedroom to move the washed-and-waiting newborn clothes into Emily's and Emmett's room. After checking her phone for the thousandth time to make sure she hadn't missed a call and that it wasn't on vibrate, she gathered some newborn nightgowns, swaddles, pacifiers, and a couple of other things to have out and within easy reach for the first few days. With the baby stuff out and the cradle-like device beside the bed, the baby's pending arrival became a lot more real, and Sharon couldn't help but let out a tiny squeal as she looked around the room. She was going to have a new granddaughter under her roof in the next couple of days, and she couldn't be more excited about it.

When Emily finally called and confirmed that Sharon would be allowed to visit, she didn't waste any time getting to St. John's. She would just have to call the unit and use the Emergency Department entrance. Emily had debated between St. John's and Cedars, but one of the perks of having her first baby at 35 was that several of her friends had not only started having children, but that she had at least a couple of friends who had used one of the hospitals, and some had used both and could compare the pros and cons. Between her high school and college friends, she still had several in the LA area. "Mom, I told you not to speed!" Emily chastised when Sharon came in her room. "I just got the epidural, and they haven't even given me Pitocin yet. It's going to be a minute."

"I know, but I remember how frightened I was when I went into labor with you. Your dad was actually great during it, but I still wished Mimi could've been with me." Sharon put her things down, sat on Emily's bed, and brushed her hair back from her face. "If you want me to leave at any time, I will, and I'll understand."

"I am glad you're here. This hospital's visiting hours aren't as strict as Cedars, and that was a huge selling point," Emily admitted. Her friends had also told her that St. John's was just as good as Cedars, but that it wasn't as busy and felt more personal. "You wanted Mimi?! I can't imagine that. Not, like, in a bad way, it's just hard to think about you wanting your mom."

"I know, but I was more frightened and in more pain than I had ever been in my life. My hormones were all over the place, especially after you were born, and I don't think I'd ever been so happy to see my mom as when she got to LA the day we brought you home."

"Em, you're having a contraction," Emmett interrupted.

Emily shrugged. "Could've fooled me. This epidural is no joke. I can't even feel my feet."

Sharon got up and stood beside Emmett. He was watching a machine that was hooked up to Emily. "How can you tell? That shows when she's having a contraction?"

Emmett nodded and pointed at the screen, explaining to Sharon what one of the nurses had told him about what was on the screen. Once she understood what she was looking at, she watched it for a few more minutes before unpacking the extra things she'd brought for Emily and the baby and putting them with their other things.

"Oh, thanks, Mom, I meant to grab that stuff before we left," Emily said as she watched Sharon unpack.

"You're welcome. So, what happened? Were you having contractions at all last night, or did you just wake up and realize your water had broken, or what?"

"I felt fine last night, but I woke up at about midnight with a contraction. They weren't that regular and didn't hurt too bad, so I just read for a while. Emmett woke up a couple of hours after I did and was begging me to go to the hospital, but then my water broke not long after that."

Sharon nodded. "How much have you dilated?"

"Six centimeters. I thought the last contraction I had before I got the epidural was going to kill me...Did you have epidurals with us?" Emily winced. "I can't imagine doing this without being numb from the neck down."

"I didn't with you. I think they were pretty common by then, but no one really talked about childbirth to one another like they do now, so I didn't know much about them. By the time I couldn't take it anymore and asked for one, it was too late, because you were about to be born." Sharon gave Emily a wry smile. "With Ricky, I asked for one the second we got to the hospital. My nurse forgot to give me a catheter, and I didn't know to expect one, so I didn't ask. I guess I didn't really think about not being able to feel anything. I wanted to die when I peed all over Dr. Hughes. I only saw him once or twice before Ricky was close to finally deciding to come out, but he was the lucky one who was there at the time." Sharon's face flushed when she remembered Emmett was in the room. He was still glued to the screen that was monitoring Emily's contractions. "Sorry, Emmett. You're so quiet, I almost forgot you were over there."

Emmett shrugged. "That's not even close to the most disgusting thing I've heard since we got here. You're good."

Andy stopped by on his way to work soon after 8:00 that morning and placed a vase of flowers on a table before kissing Emily on the cheek.

"Thanks, Andy. They're beautiful."

"It was the best I could find at 8:00 in the morning," he said apologetically. "How are you feeling?"

"Blissfully numb."

"I imagine that's a good thing."

Sharon was back in front of the contraction monitor, peering closely at the screen and following the measurements with her finger. She was oblivious to Andy's arrival, despite the fact that she'd talked to him on the phone less than an hour ago and knew he was stopping by. Emily got an ice chip from the bowl beside her bed and pelted it at Sharon. "Hey, Dr. Quinn. We have a visitor." She rolled her eyes at Andy. "Mom and Emmett are obsessed with that contraction thing. I couldn't care less whether I'm having one, but they think they have to tell me every time."

Andy nodded. "That sounds about right."

Sharon jumped when the ice hit her cheek. "Wha—Emily—oh, hi, honey."

Emily's doctor came in to check her progress then, so Sharon and Andy stepped out into the hall. He had examined Emily more often than he normally would have during labor because of her 'advanced maternal age.' "I thought her doctor was a woman," Andy whispered as they left the room.

"She is, but Dr. Jensen was the one on call in her office when she went into labor," Sharon explained.

"Is he really a doctor?! He looks like he's twelve! We've got to find someone who's been out of medical school longer than two days—"

"Andy, he's a great doctor," Sharon said, looking amused. "Emily had to have an appointment with all of the obstetricians in the practice, since there was a possibility of someone besides her own doctor delivering the baby. She really liked him."

"But how long could he have been doing this?! I'm sorry if I'm a little concerned about having Doogie Howser deliver my granddaughter!"

"My god, Andy, would you rather do it yourself?"

"I've probably delivered more babies than he has!" With being in patrol for a few years when they started out, both Andy and Sharon had delivered a couple of babies, but the necessity for that had been rare for both of them. "He's probably too caught up in some hospital romance to even focus on Emily! What, you're the one who made me start watching Grey's Anatomy! This place is a romance war zone!" Andy said after Sharon gave him an odd look.

A few minutes later, they were allowed back in the room. "I'm serious, Sharon, Em needs a more experienced doctor! All you've talked about is how this isn't a typical delivery, with—"

"Andy, if the next thing out of your mouth has anything to do with my age, you're getting the ice," Emily warned, holding up the bowl of ice chips.

"I don't recommend it. She has a pretty good arm," Sharon advised.

"Okay, but seriously, can't you ask for someone who's delivered more than five babies before?!"

"I've actually delivered over a thousand," Dr. Jensen informed him, coming back in the room to get something he'd forgotten. He gave Andy a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. I'm not as young as I look, and I'm perfectly qualified." A horrified expression came over Andy's face when the doctor came back in, and Sharon, Emily, and Emmett burst into laughter.

The rest of the chapter is at ff.net

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gaycrystalfemme · 7 years ago

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Power Couple

Chapter 2: Flashbacks

I can't wait forever.

With that thought, Blue got distracted from finishing the last article of the thick law book she had been studying. She'll be taking the bar exam in a few weeks and getting held up over such irrelevant thoughts were detrimental.

Bzzzzzt!

Her phone vibrated. A message. It read:

"Honey, your whereabouts? I'm at the Stardusk café, currently. Would you care to join me?"

Blue started dialing Yellow's number. Before it was answered, Blue gently cleared her throat and adjusted her voice to a whisper. "Yellow. Yes, darling, I... Oh. Yes, as of the moment, I am at the library. I'd love to join you but what time will you be.. Oh. Yes, okay."

Yellow. She had fancied Yellow for the longest time since they were younger. And yes they were both female, but that did not deter her from harboring romantic feelings towards Yellow.

Not straight, huh? Oh, but there is no other way. There is no one else I'd be with if not my Yellow!

Blue would have this dialogue in her head every time she found herself questioning her feelings for Yellow. A glorious day it was when Yellow finally confessed. It was one of Blue's most prized memories.

~ ~ ~

Years Ago

"Blue, I.. Can we speak after etiquette class?"

Summer time, it was supposed to be leisure time for normal kids. But they were not normal kids. They were members of the handful elite.

Young Yellow is studying culture, languages, and etiquette over the summer. Her friend, Blue, is also doing the same. They were in different classes though.

They spend the few months at a prestigious academy, known only to the very wealthy, honing and learning new skills. However, what mattered most was their status, their image, the expansion of their empires, their ability to lead. They had to be perfect.

Blue could not concentrate. Ra, La, or was it Fa? She was looking at Chinese characters but nothing seems to click in her head aside from what Yellow left open-ended earlier.

What is she going to tell me? Could it be that she has a boyfriend I don't know about? Did she agree to date the guy who owns the winery? Or the son of the owner of the Yacht club? Or worse, could White have set her up with a groom of her choosing?? Should I confess my.. Oh my lord, what am I gonna do?!

Over the years of befriending and getting to know Yellow, Blue gradually saw her as more than a mere friend. She began seeing Yellow in a romantic light. Perhaps due to their conversations, maybe their shared appreciation in fashion, maybe Yellow's hidden compassion.

One time, Yellow shared her juice box with Blue just because she knew Blue loved that so much. From then on, Blue felt a spark. It's like she's a person and not just some elite being. An equal to Yellow. On other occasions, Yellow would touch her shoulder or her back as a sign of camaraderie, and she'd have thoughts of their hands intertwining. Before she knew it she was secretly pining over Yellow.

By the bench at the school park, Yellow was seated waiting for Blue. She was usually stiff and serious even at a young age, but today she was obviously restless and sweating.

"Yellow, have you been waiting long? Sorry, I just got out of language class. I came as fast as I could."

"It's fine, Blue. Let's.. walk, shall we?"

Blue was nervous herself. Both of them walking side by side but awkwardly. Yet neither could take notice as they were both immersed in their own heads. There was an unspoken presence between them. Doubts, fears, uncertainties, feelings..

"Blue, I.."

They had been walking for a while, perhaps about thirty minutes, until they stopped in an empty and secluded patch in their academy. Since only very few enrolled during the summer, it seemed like the place was entirely theirs. Yellow held Blue's hand and, with all her might, looked Blue in the eyes.

"Blue, I have.." Yellow gripped Blue's hand tighter.

"Yellow? What.. What are you trying to say?" Blue's chest tightened with Yellow's grip. Flutter, uncertainty, confusion: all at once.

Yellow could no longer contain herself. She was always the type to attack. At that moment, she deemed words would be insufficient. She decided, instead, for a grand approach.

With her right hand still holding Blue's, Yellow stationed her other hand at Blue's shoulder for anchor. She pulled her subtly trembling body towards Blue. Their faces had never been this close. So close, she could smell Blue's breath and their noses could touch. Yellow closed her eyes and softly, for the first time, kissed Blue in the lips.

"Blue, I've.. I have feelings for you! And if this.. information would terminate our friendship, then so be it."

"Yellow.."

Blue was undeniably shocked with what just transpired. It took a few moments before she could grasp the situation.

"I feel the same, Yellow. For the longest time! I'm beyond the stars just knowing you feel the same way for me!"

"Blue, would you mind if we be exclusive?"

"I.. I love you, Yellow!" Blue sloppily and ungracefully lunged towards Yellow's face and sealed her response with an inexperienced kiss.

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At the Stardusk Café

Where the hell is Blue?!

Yellow grew impatient by the second. Her temper was easily thrown off the window. Sometimes it was her weakness, sometimes her strength. She tried her best to manage it though, especially whenever the situation involved Blue.

While Blue was busy with the upcoming bar exam, Yellow was busy negotiating with various clients. She was expanding her business in Asia. And though they had been together for a while, it had become more difficult to see each other. Especially since they were building and expanding their careers.

Yellow's hotheadedness was mainly caused by the excitement and frustration to see her darling, Blue. She wanted to see her, to be with her. But there was too little time.

"Honey," Blue had finally arrived. Yellow's temper melted with the sight of Blue.

"Blue, you took long enough."

"What?! You told me eight. And it's just five minutes before eight! Pearl drove as fast as she could. Anyway, can we eat somewhere? All the studying left me famished."

"Okay, Blue. But I need to get home by ten. Ten thirty at most. I'll be meeting a client early tomorrow. You know, with Mr. Cho. It's a make or break for the company, so.."

"Yes, darling. I get it. I have to be early too. I'll be speaking with the current chief executive lawyer of the firm and review a few contracts so the turn over would be smooth once I pass the exam."

"Yes, of course."

They steadfastly left the café and went to dinner at the nearest fancy restaurant. After dinner, it was already past ten. So in compliance to Yellow's assigned curfew, they decided to go home. Yellow's assistant was driving them as Blue sent hers earlier after dropping her at Stardusk.

First route was to drop Blue off, then to Yellow's house. In the backseat of Yellow's gold car, Blue closed her eyes and rested her head on Yellow's shoulder. Yellow held Blue's hand.

"Yellow, this is becoming more difficult. We barely see each other and when we do it's always in a haste."

Sigh. "I know, darling. But that's how it's supposed to be. We both have huge responsibilities."

"But maybe we don't have to haste every time. Maybe we could still be influential figures to society and still have time for ourselves. Yellow I want to spend more time with you."

Yellow kissed Blue's hair, "What are you suggesting?"

"You might think I'm silly but.. I want to marry you, Yellow! I want to be married to you, I want you to be my wife. I've thought about this and probably we can get to spend more time at least. You would come home to me, I'd come home to you. Life would be.. perfect."

Blue had sounded casual even if she may have wanted to inject more emotion to what she had just confessed. She had began to feel the fatigue of the day's work.

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Yellow was in awe with what she just heard. Gently she pulled Blue away from her shoulder so they could face each other. It was obvious in her face that she was blushing.

"Are you suggesting.. we get married, Blue?!"

"Isn't that what I just said?"

"Of.. of course. That is unheard of!"

"But Yellow, it isn't. You know that. I don't suppose you enjoy our quick dates, do you? And what are we after this? It feels like we're just dating. For the next eternity, will we still be just dating? I want to be your wife! Do you not see that?"

Blue now all fired up with frustration from Yellow's response. She thought Yellow would want the same. It seems otherwise.

"Sorry if I lashed out like that. I'm.. I'm just.. tired," Blue submitted to defeat.

"No, Blue. Don't be. I'm sorry. Please know, I do want to be married to you too. We'll have to plan this, however."

"Yes, I know."

They arrived at Blue's mansion. As they approached the driveway, Blue tidied herself a bit before alighting the gold vehicle. There was a certain weight in the air from what they had just discussed.

She pecked Yellow goodbye but before she could turn away, Yellow whispered softly to her, "Blue, I.. I want to.. touch you."

"Oh. Then, uh, come. Stay with me tonight," she smiled softly but tiredly.

"Pearl, go home. I'll call you tomorrow when I need you. Be up early." Yellow took off with Blue, taking her fancy purse and laptop bag.

"Yes, Ms. Diamond." With that command, Yellow's assistant drove home without her.

"Do you have everything you need, honey? Paperworks? Contracts? Mr. Cho, tomorrow?"

"I believe everything is here," Yellow subtly tapped her laptop bag. "I'll just have Pearl bring whatever I left, if there is any. Perhaps a set of clothes! Is.. is it okay if I stay tonight? I feel like we need to.. talk."

"Pfft! You know it's fine."

This wasn't the like usual nights they'd have. Usually these quick dates would end up where they both go home separately. Occasionally, they'd come home to one's home and spend the night. But when and if they do, it had to be scheduled. Finding time for such an activity weren't as easy given the things they have to deal with on a daily basis.

Yellow suddenly felt the urge for Blue. Perhaps due to the pressure of her company's expansion. Perhaps due to Blue's upcoming bar exam. Or probably due to the marriage bomb Blue had just dropped earlier in the car. She wanted them to connect physically that night.

They both started making out and undressing each other once they reached the master bedroom. They couldn't stop touching and kissing each other. Not being able to do this for a while had its perks. They took a bath together, and, after doing so navigated to the bed.

Now, the only universe that mattered was theirs. They melted into each other's love and smooches and caresses. They moaned and screamed like there was no one else in the world. Blue had particularly felt like being on top was appropriate that night, so she took the role and made Yellow feel ecstatic beyond the heavens. After Yellow reached her peak, she made Blue feel heavenly as well. From the moment they reached Blue's room, it took probably two or three hours before they both finished.

Panting, both now sweating and were facing one another. Yellow cuppped Blue's cheek and softly kissed her.

"Blue. Let's.. get married."

"Yellow I thought-"

"Everything you said earlier in the car, I want that too! To come home to you and you to me, yes, I would love to be able to do that. I've always loved you, Blue. I don't think I can ever be with anyone else! Please, will you be my wife?"

"Yellow, I.. Yes! Of course!" Blue bursted in tears, but that of joy. Happiness she couldn't contain.

Yellow pulled Blue closer to encapsulate her in the warmest most loving hug. "It's settled then. We'll only hire the best."

A wedding was on the way.

Mrs. Diamonds. It sounded perfect for them both.

#bellow #bellow diamond #yellow diamond #blue diamond #su #fanfic #powercouplefanfic #gcffics #steven universe #powercouplefanfic chap2

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euphoniousgoob · 3 years ago

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Okay so I'm back from work and I've got the time to breakdown my feedback.

1) Your characters

Your characters are not only interesting but unique. Each character has a distinct and realistic personality. The 2 ros we've met in game have been incredibly written, and I am so excited to meet the other 2, particularly H as they're more of an oc than the others. And though you've used the other characters from the original material, you've made them your own so beautifully.

The background characters that we've met have also been amazing again with distinct and realistic personalities. The young girl from chapter 1 has such an interesting backstory that I wanted to know more. I felt genuinely sympathetic.

2) Story/Plot

We're only 2 chapters in and I can't wait to see what happens next. As I mentioned before, the end of that last chapter had me vibrating with anticipation. I can't wait to see what happens next.

3) Writing

Your writing is engaging and informative without being overbearing. You're immediately sucked into the world, and like above the characters are so well written that they feel real. I love the way you write Sherlock's thoughts on London in chapter 2, and their relationship with Watson, which you can customise as purely platonic (more below). Sherlock's relationship with Watson is noticeably different from their relationship with Lestrade which I enjoy, because despite Lestrade being an ro, their history with Sherlock is different. I like the fact that their relationship starts as more co-workers than friends, as it means we get to see that shift into a more friendly/romantic one or choose to keep it as more co-workers.

4) Customisation

Oh my god. The customisation is just unbelievable! The amount of options you can choose from is astounding, and the fact that every option will add flavour text later on, already shown by the carriage scene with Watson.

The different body types, and hairstyles. You also mentioned the possibility of clothes in the future, and the option for Sherlock to dress outside of Victorian norms which I'm so looking forward to. (The ball scene has me like 👀)

Someone messaged you about it not that long ago, but I can't pass up the opportunity to rave about it again. Neurodivergent Sherlock?! Its so hard to find ifs where you can be neurodivergent, and yours is so well done. I personally play as a Sherlock who doesn't also understand people, and why they react they way they do to her. Also the ability to play female Sherlock is awesome.

As mentioned above, you can choose a purely platonic relationship with Watson. I adore this as it gives the chance to play as a character who is very flirty even with their strictly platonic friends without getting wires crossed, which although sometimes makes for great angst, sometimes you just wanna flirt with your besties.

5) Overall thoughts/Advertising

I am honestly so excited to see where you're going to take this if. Your characters and writing really bring the world to life, and make for an interesting experience. We're only a couple of chapters in so I can't fully comment on plot/story but I'll definitely provide more feedback once we've seen more.

Comparing yourself to others is never a good thing but its human nature. Just remember that I adore your work, along with loads of others.

As for advertising, someone mentioned @interact-if which I definitely second. I've found so many amazing ifs using that tumblr. But other than that im not too sure, I've seen some people use reddit?

I adore your work (when I say that fake out make out with Lestrade lives rent free, I mean it. I think about it at least once a week) and I cant wait to see where you take the characters next. I'm very excited to meet H and I'll definitely be doing 2 playthroughs with them to learn both Hamish and Helena's backstories. Keep doing what you're doing 🥰💙🌸

Weird request, and by writing here I am probably not the reaching the relevant people anyway—but I really would like to know, what are weak points of the game?

What should I work on improving? What parts made you dislike it? Or drop it all together? Did chapter 1 set too false expectations for chapter 2? Are you already bored? Is the writing much too purple? Are the characters shit?

It’s just so… easy to compare yourself to others. And I still don’t know what I want with this game. But I would like to feel like… I’m doing the right thing spending my free time on this game. And I think I would feel more like that if I know I’m improving or that the game is either growing or successful (in some metric, which I don’t even know as of now what it is yet).

Are there ways to advertise your game? Is that necessary? What does others authors do? What should I be doing?

(And in a as constructive way as possible is always helpful—meaning it’s with possible suggestions, details, examples, and things like that).

🌹 - Love you all

#doriana-gray-games #sherlock holmes #my if recs #the adventures of sherlock holmes #an affair of the heart #romance games #interactive fiction #interactive story

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estrxlar · 4 years ago

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The Ghost Of You

11 - Volleyball Practice