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zee-stars · 3 years ago

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Hello Hello! Poly karlnapity x reader

Very angsty.

It's been 2 days since the argument. You haven't seen Sapnap or Karl since.

You've been hanging out with George since Sapnap left. He's been doing his best to make you feel better and his attempts have been working.

Today he is going to look for more materials so you can craft tools. He just left less than half an hour ago. You were cleaning up your house.

While picking up the trash from the kitchen your communication device buzzed.

Sapnap whispered to you: Y/n!! I'm back and you'll never guess who I found!!!

Y/n whispered to Sapnap: who did you find??

Sapnap whispered to You: meet me by the mushroom farm to find out!!!

You smiled to yourself and headed that way.

Turning the corner you were met with the sight of Sapnap and... Quackity!

You were tempted to run into Quackity's arms the second you saw him but held yourself back so he wouldn't be frightened. Every time you saw him you're stomach flooded with butterflies and your cheeks grew pink. There was no doubt in your mind that you loved him.

You decided to slide to Sapnaps side. He looked the same as the day he left except there was a new scar on the left side of his neck. 'I'll have to ask him about it later' you thought.

"Y/n!" Quackity said excitedly. He opened his arms for you as he's done many times before. He held you in his arms, his face hidden in your neck. You didn't want to move. You wanted to stay in his arms for as long as possible. But unfortunately you had to pull away. Then you started the act.

"Ducky, where have you been? I've missed you so so so much." You held his face in your hands and he smiled.

"That's not important right now babe. I love the place, it looks amazing!" You and Sapnap continued to show him around the place. You notice Sapnap hinting at the fact that he wanted Quackity to live here. You noticed how Quackity turned him down every time. But you choose to ignore it. You wanted to enjoy the time you had together and not stress about the future.

"I wonder if Karl will be around. He will be so excited to see you!" Sapnap said hurrying to the library.

"Sap, slow down! We can't keep up with you!" You giggled. You turned and took Quackity by the hand before catching up with Sap.

Just as you were about to pass the library, Karl appeared from the corner of your eye.

"Karl baby! Look who's here!" You held your arms out in Quackity's direction. Karl walked excitedly towards you guys.

"Sup man. How's it going?" You expected a different reaction from Karl. Maybe one that would be more directed to a lover and not a friend that you haven't seen in a bit. Again, you chose to ignore it.

You, Sap and Karl showed Quackity to your guy's house. While you went to give him a tour you saw Karl pull Sap aside. You just pulled Quackity into the bedroom.

"Sorry for the mess. I was cleaning but then Sap showed up and ya know." Quackity smiled. He stepped closer to you and put his arms around your neck.

"I've missed you." He whispered.

"It really hasn't been long." You whispered back.

"Feels like forever when you're away from me." You blushed a little. He pulled you closer to him for a quick kiss, but you didn't pull away. It wasn't until you heard a noise from down the hall that you pulled away.

You exited the room to see what it was.

"Karl what are you talking about? That's Quackity. Ya know, our fiance?!" Sapnap wasn't talking loudly but it carried though the hall to where you could hear it.

"I'm sorry, I don't remember that. All I can remember is that, that man is responsible for my death!" Karl stated strongly.

"What the hell is going on?" Quackity asked. Sap and Karl jumped at the voice. Karl was quick to head towards the door but Sapnap stopped him. He sighed.

"Look, I'm sorry man, but I just don't want you here." You were confused by his words.

"What do you mean? Why?" You asked.

"Y/n, he killed me! Do you not remember? We can't just let murderers walk around our country!" At that Quackity started to walk out of the house.

"No Quackity! Stop! Don't leave!" You followed after him, Sapnap and Karl somewhere behind.

"No it's fine. I see I'm not wanted here. I'll leave. It's not like I was ever invited here in the first place." He said.

"Karl was supposed to tell you! Karl was supposed to bring you here!" Sapnap yelled out.

"Why would I do that. I barely know him!" Karl shouted in Sapnaps direction.

"Guys calm down!" You shouted but were unheard.

"How can you say that? After all our history-" Quackity started.

"What history?!" Karl interrupted. You swear you saw Quackity break.

"I'm leaving." He walked past you and the other two. You and Sapnap made eye contact and Karl looked at the ground.

"I can't believe you Karl!" You shouted before walking the same way as Quackity did a few moments prior.

You ran to catch up. This can't be it. There has to be a way to fix things.

You caught up with Quackity by the ocean side.

"Quackity! Please! Don't leave! I'm sorry, there's been something wrong with Karl for months now! We don't know what but he's been forgetting things. We can-"

"No y/n. There's no way to fix this. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come. I should have stayed home." Next thing you knew Sapnap was at your side.

"Quackity please don't leave!" Sapnap said.

"I can't stay here." Quackity frowned.

"Quackity I don't want to leave you again." Quackity sighed. Then your brain came up with something.

"I'll go with you!" You shouted out.

"What?" Both Sap and Quackity questioned.

"I can go with you! I can stay at Las Nevadas so you won't feel alone and me and Sap can try to come up with a plan to get Karl to open up about things!" Quackity sighed again.

"Y/n, it won't work. I have things I need to focus on. I'm about to open the casino. And that trip! I can't bring you with me."

"When you're gone on your trip I can come back here and stay with Sap. Please?" You asked. Quackity didn't respond.

"Sap, what do you think?" He didn't respond right away.

"I mean... yeah... it would be fine. But can you stay here for a few more days? I don't want to face Karl by myself." You nodded and turned back to Quackity.

"Come on Quackity. What do you say? In a few days I come to stay with you for a bit?" You asked.

"Fine. In about 2 or 3 days?" He asked.

"Is it alright with you Flame?" You asked. He nodded and Quackity nodded after.

"I guess I should go now." He started to walk away.

Sapnap turned him around and kissed his cheek. "I still love you, Quackity." You kissed the other.

"Me too." You noticed Quackity's face go red and you had to hold back a giggle.

"I- I love you guys too." And he left.

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fixxofvixx · 5 years ago

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BLOODRIGHT - VAMPIRE JAEHWAN AU - CHAPTER 4

Hello my dear, dear readers!!!! I hope all of you are doing well! Let's see what our cutie vampire Jaehwan is up to!

I hope you like the chapter and let me know what you think!

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You paced back and forth in the room they had put Charlie in. It had been several hours and he was still out cold. You constantly checked his breathing and pulse but he just lay there. You were staring out of the window when Jaehwan came back into the room.

"What are you still doing up? You should be sleeping. Penny is keeping an eye on him." He came to stand next to you at the window.

"I know. I just can't rest knowing he is in here. It's my fault he is like this."

"No, your parents are to blame for this. But I don't think the boy would be happy if he knew you were treating yourself like this. I promise, if he wakes, I will come and get you. Vampires don't sleep so I will know if he wakes up. Go get some rest."

You looked at the sofa at the other end of the room. "Can't I just sleep in here?"

Jaehwan looked at the sofa you were eyeing and sighed.

"Fine, as long as you sleep."

You smiled at him and started to bow but his finger suddenly pushed at your forehead.

"You're not really thinking about doing that, are you?"

"I-I was just going to......uh.....p-pick up the bottom of my dress so I don't trip. You know, because I tripped earlier in the kitchen." You rambled on awkwardly, trying to convince yourself of the lie just as much as him.

"Well, I can help you with that! We can't have you tripping again." He lurched forward and hauled you into him arms. You gasped and struggled for a moment, although there was nothing you could do against his strength. He laughed at your obvious panic. "You know, I could carry you around like this all the time."

"I-I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Why not?" He gently deposited you on the sofa and sat next to you. "It's a lot fun and I don't have to worry about you tripping."

"I will admit that I'm clumsy but.....if I don't walk around by myself then I can't improve. R-Right?"

"Hmm, that makes sense, I suppose. Pity...." He stood up and walked towards the door. "Try to get some sleep. I'll know if you don't. I can hear your heartbeat, remember?"

"Yes, I will try."

He nodded, took a look at the boy on the bed, and sped out of the room. Grateful that he had allowed you to stay in the room with Charlie, you kept your promise and stretched out on the sofa to sleep. You hadn't realized how tired you were until you placed your head on the pillowed arm of the sofa. In no time at all, you had relaxed and fell asleep.

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"Y/N?" You furrowed your eyebrows at whatever was trying to pull you from your peaceful sleep. As soon as you realized a hand was on your arm, you jerked awake and covered your arm with your hand, not wanting the bruising pain that you knew was coming.

"I'm sorry! I'm awake!" You backed away before your eyes focused on red eyes staring at you in concern.

"It's only me, y/n."

You instantly relaxed when you registered in your brain that Jaehwan was the one trying to wake you. Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment due to your reaction.

"I'm sorry, I forgot where I was for a moment. Did I sleep too long?"

"You may sleep as long as you like but I thought you would like to speak with Charlie."

Thoughts of sleep flew out of your brain and you looked to the bed where Charlie was. He was sitting up in the bed talking to Penny who was fawning over him. You jumped off the sofa and ran to the bed.

"Charlie!"

"Y/N! They told me you were killed! What happened!" Tears welled up in the boy's eyes and you gathered him in your arms.

"Of course not. I'm perfectly fine! What happened to you?"

"After you left I got really sad and thought about trying to find you. I went to my room and got my stuff to leave. Once I was finished, I saw Mr. Timms at the gate and he said that your parents wanted to talk to me. I told him where I was going but he said I had to see them first because they said the vampire killed you and they needed help. Once I got to the house something hit me in the head. I turned around and I saw Mr. Timms had his old walking stick up in the air. I think he was the one that hit me! But I don't remember what happened after that. Then I woke up here. And Mrs. Penny is really nice."

"I'm so sorry, Charlie. I should have taken you with me."

"But how did I get here?"

"One of the Prince's men found you and brought you here. He said you could stay here."

"Really?! I can work really hard!"

"Are you sure you two are not related?" Jaehwan suddenly spoke from beside you and you smiled.

"Who are you?" Charlie looked up at Jaehwan with stars in his eyes. You could see that Charlie knew he was a vampire. Charlie had an extreme fondness for the supernatural creatures that supposedly roamed the Earth. Once Charlie discovered that you were the fated donor for the town's famous royalty, he became your number one fan.

"I'm Jaehwan."

"You're a vampire?"

"That's the prince, Charlie." Charlie's eyes went wide and scrambled to his knees on the bed and bowed.

"It's really nice to meet you! I'll work really hard here!" Once he raised his head, he swayed to the left a bit and Penny grabbed him. She forced him to lay back down on the bed.

"Don't move, ducky, your head is still healing. You can make your greetings later."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Prince....uh....Mr. Jaehwan....Sir?"

"Just Jaehwan is fine, kid."

"B-But if I work here, I can't call you that. Mrs. Penny, what do you call him?"

"Trouble."

"Penny!" Jaehwan looked shocked and offended but Penny just laughed.

You were trying very hard not to laugh but Jaehwan caught you.

"You, too? I should drain you all dry!"

"Won't work with me...." Penny laughed and you let out a laugh with her. Jaehwan's pout turned mischievous and his eyes zeroed in on you. You tried to scramble across the bed towards Penny but Jaehwan was too fast.

"I'll just take you then!" Jaehwan picked you up over his shoulder and sped out of the room with you. You didn't even have time to scream. When he put you down, you were in a new room. This one was like a winter garden. Plants and flowers were everywhere. It was very beautiful. Jaehwan stood behind you, waiting for your reaction.

"It's beautiful. Why did you bring me here?"

"I told you upstairs." His hand rested on your neck and you froze. Was he really going to bite you because you laughed at him?

"I-I'm sorry for laughing at you. I just...."

"I'm only joking, y/n. I'm not going to bite you. That can come later." He whispered and you relaxed a little.

"So, why are we really here?"

"To give you a birthday present. I was planning on asking you to come down here but a different way presented itself so I went with it."

"A-A birthday present? But my birthday--"

"Is today. I am aware that your parents brought you early. It is against tradition but they insisted and I did not refuse. I was happy to have you here. I was going to give you a present the day you arrived because it would have been your birthday. So, I waited until today."

"What time is it?"

"It's about 3 or 4 in the morning."

"Oh! I should have been up anyway! I apologize for sleeping in."

"What on Earth do you mean?"

"I usually get up around 2 or 3 to prepare the household."

"You have nothing to prepare here. Hell, even my staff isn't up yet save for the few vampires that I have and they don't sleep. You're going to sleep later here. I'm afraid I have to insist." He smiled at you and you nervously nodded and started to bow but stopped. You looked up at him and exhaled awkwardly.

"Good girl. Now, let's get on with your present, shall we?"

"But I really don't need anything! You've given me so much already."

"Those are basic necessities. Presents are meant to be fun!"

"But, I'm not supposed to get presents on my birthday. I'm supposed to give them. Oh no...oh my gosh, I didn't prepare one! Perhaps if I look through my belongings--"

"Y/N, please tell me you are joking." You looked up at Jaehwan and he had that look on his face again. He was mad.

"I'm sure I can find something! Please don't be upset!"

"Y/N, have you ever received a gift for your birthday?"

"Whatever for?" You clutched your hands together, worried

"So, what did you usually do for your birthday." He stepped closer to you and you could feel the light puffs of breath coming from him.

"Um, I-I would prepare my parents each a gift as gratitude for giving birth to me and then if they liked it then they would only make me do half a day's training."

"I've thought of another present for you. I'm going to go to your old house, drain the life from your parents, rip their heads from their bodies, and post them on stakes for the entire town to see."

You gasped and quickly backed away from him. He looked beyond angry now. He turned to walk out of the winter garden but a sudden rush of panic hit you. You lunged forward and caught his hand.

"Please, don't!" Jaehwan turned back to you and you immediately released his hand. "I-I d-don't want to be the cause of someone's death. Please..."

Tears threatened your eyes and when Jaehwan saw them his anger dissipated. He nodded and came back into the room.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I didn't mean to frighten you. I won't go right now, I promise. But I can't promise I'll be able to stop in the future. And it wouldn't be because of you. They did this. Y/N, birthdays don't work that way. There's nothing wrong with being grateful to your parents but birthdays are for you. YOU are the one to be celebrated. I can promise that you will have presents every year from now on. Let's start with your first one."

He guided you to the window on the far side of the room. "Look outside."

You looked out and saw a beautiful fenced in meadow. It took you a moment before you saw a gorgeous white horse playing around in the grass. Its mane flowed around it like billowing silk in a breeze.

"He's yours." Jaehwan's voice was right next to your ear and you gasped. You turned to look at him and his face was mere inches from yours. You instinctively backed up a step but continued to look at him.

"He's what...?" Your voice was barely above a whisper.

"He's yours. Among the information I received of you from Min, there was a mention that you enjoyed horses. I looked for the best horse I could find. He's very gentle. I hope you will like him."

"He's beautiful but this is too much! I can't accept a horse. Especially one that looks as expensive as that one."

"Are you doubting my financial means?" Jaehwan chuckled behind you.

"No, of course not! It's just.....I don't know what to say. I don't know how to accept this. I can work to pay for him! Would that be okay?" You turned to look at Jaehwan and his eyebrows were furrowed together and his mouth was slightly open.

"You must be joking. This us your birthday present, y/n! BIRTHDAY PRESENT." His voice echoed in the room but he didn't sound angry this time. He sounded.....amused. "You don't pay for birthday presents. I give you the present, you say 'oh my, thank you my dear handsome prince', and then you get happy which makes me happy. End of story."

Jaehwan turned you back around to see the horse outside.

"Now, he's yours. He is a gift to you. You are not allowed to pay for him." You listened to Jaehwan's soft words in your ear.

Would it be wrong of you to accept? It seemed as if that's what he wanted. Looking at the beautiful horse, you couldn't help but fall in love with him. Maybe you could accept just this once.

"Am I......am I allowed to ride him?"

"Of course! He's yours. You can ride him or any of the other horses we have here. What do you think?"

"I love him." You stared at the beautiful stallion galloping around the meadow. "I took care of the horses at my house but I was never allowed to ride them. I snuck off a couple of times on the horses but......the punishments when I was caught motivated me to stop."

"I told you before....no punishments here. Live freely."

Overcome with gratitude and joy, you threw your arms around Jaehwan's waist. He made a surprised noise but almost instantly hugged you back. After a few seconds, you realized what you had done. You pulled away from him with such force, you hit the wall the behind you.

"I am SO sorry! I'm not supposed to touch you. I forgot! Oh my god, and I did it earlier when I touched your hand! I'm really really sorry! Please forgive me!" You went to your knees and tried to take in ragged breaths. Jaehwan crouched before you and you waited for his reprimand for touching him.

"Who said you couldn't touch me?" His soft voice sounded genuinely curious so you looked up at him in surprise.

"Father told me that you hated being touched and you would get extremely angry."

"I never met your father before yesterday, Y/N. He would have no idea what I like and dislike." He took your hand and placed it on his cheek. Your breath hitched at the contact. "I don't mind at all. You can touch me. Hug me if you want to. Slap me if you want to."

"I could never do that!"

"Hopefully I will not make you want to. But I am serious, y/n. I told you to forget everything you learned there. I was happy that you felt comfortable enough to hug me. Don't ever apologize for that, okay?" He placed a quick kiss on your wrist before returning your hand to you and standing. A heavy blush rose to your cheeks as you stood as well. Jaehwan suddenly stepped forward and hugged you. You squeaked in surprise and froze.

"What are you doing?"

"Returning your hug." His arms wrapped completely around your back but in a gentle squeeze. One of his hands rested on the back of your head. His height put your head directly under his chin. Surprisingly, you felt calmer than before. Your parents never hugged you. The only one that ever had was Charlie. To have a supposedly dangerous vampire carefully hugging you as if you might break if he squeezed too hard was a strange feeling for you. You relaxed a bit and placed your arms around his waist again. The feeling was addictive. As if your mind was secretly craving the contact.

"Thank you....for the present...and for being you."

"For being me?"

"Yes, and not like how my parents described you."

"Ah...yes, well," He finally released you and you almost pulled him back to you, "I don't mean to speak I'll of your parents but....they're both full of shit."

You laughed before you thought whether you should or not. Then you gasped at your own reaction. Jaehwan saw your conflicted expression and laughed.

"It's okay to laugh."

"But I shouldn't....they're my parents."

"Who didn't care about your happiness."

You knew he was right but the guilt still ate away at you.

"It doesn't matter now. I'm happier here. I like it here. Before, I was resentful. I didn't understand why I had to be the one, you know? Why was I chosen to be a donor for a deformed vampire prince? I didn't know what to expect and my parents told me to never argue, voice my concerns, or give my opinions. It's been drilled down into my head since I was a little girl. I don't really know how to be any other way."

"I will teach you. We will have fun.......I'm not deformed, right?"

"No," you laughed again, "you're not deformed. Quite handsome, in fact."

You slapped a hand over your mouth and internally kicked yourself for letting that slip.

"Really? You think I'm handsome?"

"I.....I...."

"That's good because I think you're pretty."

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tempthornton · 5 years ago

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A Fragile Heart p1

“Parties are the best place for you.” It was Alexander who was speaking and it was Alexander who had asked Temperance to a party in Boralus. The Songman family had connections among the rest of the merchants and Temperance’s adopted ‘father’ had spoken about the wonder the party could do for her.

“Place like this, it’s the best way I know to watch humans.” He smiled and looked positively devilish in Temperance’s mind. She knew he could murder everyone in the room if he wanted, but he didn’t, and she prayed he never would have reason to let out of his thinly held humanity.

The room was built up with grand paintings and exquisite molding that mimicked sea waves. Temperance felt like she was under the sea with how everything was tinged with blue. Her own dress looked like a dark siren of the deep, unlike the other girls who danced around in light frothy dresses that floated around them hiding their form from their dance partners.

Alexander stood proudly beside her. In the general public Temperance and him would be called siblings because they were the same age. But it was only between them that the father-daughter bond was still being felt out. “Why don’t you go and talk to someone. If they hurt you I’ll turn them into a display for the next party.” He said it with such a genuine excitement, and Temperance felt her stomach quake with remembering how he had done just that to people he thought was hurting her.

“Can, can I ask that you, don’t kill anyone who hurts me?”

Blinking his confusion Alexander nodded. “I’ll try. But please, go, or I might ask your mother if I can have a dance.”

‘That will not be needed tonight.’ Son’Ispa whispered in the back of her head. ‘Tonight we are going to find you a man that is worthy of you.’

Temperance knew that meant someone other than the hard-hitting priest that she had gone on an adventure with days before. She could still remember him, how comfortable he was in his real form. She missed the way her neck felt when she looked up to him. Temperance blushed even now thinking about it. Was he wealthy, no? Was he not safe to be around? No, and not for the reason he would have suspected. Being so close to him removed the void from her for short moments. Sending Son’Ispa into a deep sleep.

So no matter how much she had a crush on the Gilnean man, Temperance knew her adopted parents were right. She needed to ignore her thoughts and feelings. Instead, she needed to focus on the party.

Leaving Alexander’s side she walked around the party listening to conversations, but they didn’t interest her. everyone spoke about how ‘hard’ their lives were because some shipping thing had gone missing, or that their workers weren’t moving fast enough. These weren’t her people and Temperance was feeling it deep in her soul.

After circling the room, pretending to laugh to join in a conversation and trying to fake interest as groups talked about the high society drama, Temperance’s mind thought back to a quieter time, to a place where she could just listen to the sound of the wind.

Maybe society's life wasn’t for her?

Quietly waiting she found there was a door to a side room open. She continued her circle until she could launch her plan of escape. Finding the first door she dodged into what she assumed to be the library.

‘Ducky, why did you leave?’

“I just can’t do it, I don’t know any of those people.” She covered her face wanting to stay in this shadowy room.

“I’ll admit the people out there aren’t really inviting.”

The new voice grabbed her attention and she held her head up until she saw she had snuck into a library room. In a large wingback chair, a young man was reading but he looked up at her with a kind smile. He looked like the kind of kind boy that Temperance had read about in her children’s stories. “Sorry, didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“I’m not frightened.” She knew the difference between being caught off guard and being afraid. Fear was something that held you by your throat, growling into your mind so you might break. Being caught off guard was nothing compared to what she had experienced with Son’Ispa and Alexander. “Are you trying to avoid the crowd as well?”

The young man smiled nodding. “I’m not from here.”

He sounded like he wasn’t from their either. Temperance smiled slightly nodding. “Are you from the Mainland then?”

“Yeah, yeah I am.” He got up and put his book on the side table. “Sir Luxton Morrie, of Stormwind.” He offered a small bow and Temperance relaxed at the manners. She didn’t have the same noble training as the people at the party, but she did know how to act around a gentleman.

Curtsying slowly she tried to remind herself that no one here cared she wasn’t from the Kul’Tiran merchant nobility. “Temperance Thornton adopted sister of Captain Alexander Songman.”

“Songman, that blond chap who’s been lurking in the corner all night?”

‘He’s lurking in the corner because he knows if he touches another woman I expect that woman to be dead by first light’ Son’Ispa muttered her voice agitated. Temperance knew this was the closest the two void creatures could express true love for one another.

“That would be him. He’s more of a sailor than he is a noble.” She did chuckle, knowing Alexander was a different creature in a party like this than he is on the sea. On the sea he was free, and while Temperance knew she should fear him, she couldn’t help but notice how much more the man smiled and laughed among his crew.

“I think that’s most people in Kul’Tiras.”

“Oh, not me.” Temperance shook her head but looked down. “I don’t have any sea legs. It made Alexander really sad when he found out. I’m going to try to learn, but, I might be a lost cause.”

“I don’t think anyone can ever be a lost cause.” Luxton smiled and moved closer. “Were you getting away from all the petty drama?”

Temperance nodded looking out the door. “Alexander wants me to meet people, to try... having some shape of social life.”

‘To get you away from light wielders who could hurt us.’

But Temperance bit her lip again. She wished Laurent had been anything other than a light wielder. It was a hard place in her heart, one that wanted to find a middle ground. She found she really enjoyed the company of the priest more than she had anyone else before.

‘You have no experience with people, anyone could be enjoyable to be around.’

“I understand.” He said and gestured for them to take a seat at a nearby sofa. Temperance nodded being glad to get off her feet. When she sat down, he took a seat next to her. “My family wants me to make connections with Kul’Tiras, with the merchants to see if we can make any long-lasting friends.”

“Everything is about politics, isn’t it?” Temperance closed her eyes and let out a long breath. “I wasn’t born for this. I just want to make some friends and find out what I want in my life.”

When she opened her eyes Luxton was watching her. His expression suddenly soft and Temperance wondered what he was seeing. “You should get that. You’re lucky if that’s all that’s expected of you.”

A small bloom of heat hit her cheeks, but she’s embarrassed. She had it easy now, all she had to do was find out what she wanted for herself. No one was demanding she gets married. No one was begging her to choose a profession. Her adopted guardians just wanted her happy, even if they didn’t understand how to make her happy themselves.

“I’m so sorry, that was rude of me.” She said raising a hand to her own cheek to feel the searing heat. “You’re here being forced to meet people so your family can thrive and I’m complaining because I don’t have to do anything.”

But instead, Luxton laughed, It was a bright boyish laugh. “Don’t worry about it. I know how to handle my parents. And, in a way, I’ve done what I needed to.”

She shook her head not following what he meant.

“I just met a lovely lady who is the adopted sister to one of the merchants. Maybe if we become friends it will make my parents... less anxious about me not meeting people.” He smiled, and he had a nice smile. Temperance had always wondered what a prince’s smile would look like, and Luxton had that kind of look. He was a prince compared to everyone else she’d met. Alexander was more of the monster wearing human skin. Laurent was not a prince, a rogue, a rebel, a beast trying to fit into his skin, but not a prince.

She offered her hand, a small bubble of something new growing. “Well, it’s wonderful to meet you, Sir Morrie.”

Luxton took her hand, as he touched it he paused and looked down at her hands. She felt dread hit her. She didn’t have the hands of a lady, she had the hands of a tanner, of someone poor, not of a woman he’d meet at a party. But he smiled back at her and kissed her knuckles with slowness and warmth that made a new warmth flow through Temperance’s body.

“It’s a pleasure, Miss Thornton.”

((So this is the start of a mini-series for Temperance >.> Just wait, things are going to get ‘interesting’.))

#Part 1 #She might have found her Prince Charming?#What is a Prince Charming to a girl lost in shadows?

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crayonurchin · 6 years ago

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Steph’s got me remembering AU’s so here’s just a few of my favourite AU-ified OCs from said AUs

MythnoirAU- The Sammies! Solo Act was a four headed hydra who, upon wearing their glamour to disguise themselves as a human, became 4 identical humans. They figured the best use of this was to because a barbershop quartet- no one outside the mythical races is going to question identical quadruplets if it’s a novelty, and besides, it sure is fun to make those harmonies!

KorraAU- Crayon’s a little guttersnipe in BaSingSei’s underbelly, who makes journies into the sandy planes to earthbend in a very unsual way. He superheats the sand until he creates glass, which he then delights in shaping into animals and shapes. From there he tries to sell them to richer looking earth kingdom folk- and he gets by. Best part is this could be a VERY dangerous earth bending technique, the ability to create razor sharp glass from anywhere should you be in the desert, but with no one there to guide him to good or evil, he’s just happy making little glass turtle duckies

EtheriumAU- Quark! A tiny little Spectrul seperated from his herd, just trying to gain enough energy to get home- and making a few curious friends along the way while trying OH SO very hard not to get murdered by an entranced feline Also- Octobaby. Survivor of Johnus, deformed orphan and who landed a punch on the nose of the feared Captain Eddy. This was the best move she ever made because now she has the respect of a very spooky pirate man :3

Incrediblesau- Sadly I never got much chance to expand on this concept- but young Crayon’s superpower is the ability to manifest his imaginary friends as physical beings. It’s controllable and the creatures are only there as long as he feels he ‘needs’ them- but when you’re an easily frightened little kid, that could happen whenever. His imaginary friend is a giant armoured angel, something that could protect him. Once the creature is manifested, he can only command it so far. The command ‘make them go away’ could be done in any way. Physically removing, killing, throwing etc, it all depends how scared he feels. Edna created a helmet that dampened the effects enough for him to be safe. Unfortunately, he’s a deadly weapon in the wrong hands. Just feed him enough fear and that angel will become extremely powerful. It won’t stop until Crayon feels safe. And how can you ever feel safe when your own mind could kill thousands of people?

#urchin art #AUs #MythNoirAU #EtheriumAU #KorraAU #IncrediblesAU #Solo Act #The Sammies #Crayon #Pisca #Quark

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universal-rambler-blog · 6 years ago

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OC Interview: 9 (guilt by proximity?), 10 (mass deaths for positive change), 16 (contemplated killing someone), 19 (are you wrong or the world?), 24 (what do tears mean?)

Interview with a Gestalt

9. Can people be held accountable for things people close or related to them did or are they innocent?

How absurd! Quite unreasonable to punish someone for the misdeeds of those in proximity unless there is reason to suspect they were somehow involved! Short of telepathic abilities - and I feel reasonably secure in saying most of humanity has not breached that particular barrier - it simply is not possible to fully know or comprehend the people we accompany through life. It is therefore entirely likely that those near or related to you have taken many actions of which you are unaware; isn’t it distressing to think you might be punished for their behaviour?

Knowledge & subsequent decisions are the most important factors. Why, if we were guilty by association, we would all be remarkably guilty, don’t you think?

10. If a lot of people, possibly innocent people, have to die in order to make a real change, is it worth it? Can you live with their deaths even if it helps people in the present?

That depends very much on where you’re standing when catastrophe strikes, ducky.

Personally: abhorrent. Practically: Bo-ring. Show me a person who says that mass murder is absolutely, positively the only solution and I’ll paste their photo in the dictionary next to ‘uninspired.’

I will tell you this: Murder is a sloppy, impatient severing of potential - both for good and for ill - and there is almost always a more effective answer. It is so easy to be caught in the currents of the moment that sometimes it may seem as though this is the only way out. I would propose that people who think so may be too close to the situation to think clearly.

Ach, but Maaike is only getting louder and she assures me she will shatter my teapot if I do not admit I am lucky enough to have not been in a position where I felt someone deserved to be murdered in this lifetime. I will concede that point.

Thank you for leaving the teapot intact.

As to the second question, I frankly wouldn’t have much choice in the matter. I must always live with my decisions, no matter the consequences. Short of some cosmic interference or perhaps that fool Entropy catching wise to me - and believe you me, that is always a possibility - it’s entirely possible some fragment of me will live until there is no more living left to do. Exciting!

16. Have you ever contemplated killing someone? Who and why? Would you ever act on it? Are you frightened you might?

In other lifetimes, I have not only contemplated it, I acted upon it. ‘I’ being relative, naturally. The reasons vary: for revenge; for personal gain; accidentally; self defense; a misguided sense of justice. I look back upon these memories and I wonder who they might have become, if I let them go. I wonder how many other lines would have been scribbled into their family trees.

If I decided to kill anyone this time around, it would be my choice, so it doesn’t scare me. I would have to be afraid of myself - hah! If that means I am capable of murder, despite my distaste for how it ends the growth of others, then I must be aware of it. I’d like to know myself, I’m my only constant, so I ought to be on good terms with me!

In the name of honesty and my teapot, I suppose I must again mention that I am lucky to not have a reason to feel murderous towards anyone, unlike previous iterations.

19. What is more likely a thought to you – that this world is wrong or that you are wrong?

Hm. Quite a box you’ve created here. But frankly, if you’ll excuse an old woman her foibles, I am more likely to be right. It’s just the truth! If there are such things as absolute facts, then the person with the greater depth of knowledge, experience, and variety has a better shot than someone who’s only ever seen one planet or dimension. That’s nearly always going to be me.

Don’t - I don’t know the phrase, hold on-

Oh, right! Don’t salt me. It’s only that I’m older than you and we’re playing a numbers game. On a long enough timeline with the same gifts, you’d have me on an equal footing.

And statistics be damned, there is always that spark of genius and wonder that lets people shoot beyond what’s “likely.” It’s exciting to be proven wrong! That means there is something new to learn! And who KNOWS what else you don’t know? There’s so much of it! You’ll never run out! Isn’t that wonderful?

24. How do you feel about tears? Are they cowardly and weak? Do you cry? Would you consider that shameful?

No, never shameful, not in a thousand years, not from anyone. It only means that you must be feeling something very strong, so strong that you’re physically moved. I certainly cry! And weep and wail and gnash my teeth, when the situation calls for it.

I do find I don’t cry as often as I once did. Larger hurts turn into deep heartaches as I’ve gotten older. I don’t think it is a sign that I’ve grown stronger, only that the further across the spectrum you’ve felt, the more other pains are put into perspective. It’s a little harder to cry over skinned knees when you’ve broken an arm, n'est-ce pas?

#thenwhatisbroken #character meme //#long post //#((Thank you for sending these!#I'm still working on finding Esfir's voice #so this is mega helpful :D))

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sound-of-inspiration · 8 years ago

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Shapeshifting Memories

Title: Shapeshifting Memories Rating: T (For Later Chapters) Chapters: 1/? Relationship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Semi Eita, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Kozume Kenma Additional Tags: Fantasy Exchange, Alternate Universe - Mutants, Memories

AO3

Happy Halloween everybody!!!

I'm so excited to finally post the first part of my work for the @fantasyhaikyuuexchange, that I have taken part in. My creatures have been a Cyclops and a Shapeshifter and ever since I read, that the one I was creating the gift for loved Mutant AUs, I couldn't get this kind of X-Men inspired idea out of my had. SO here I am a few brain stormings later and bring to you this short story! :D

I hope all of you guys enjoy it and especially you, Ducky (@paintbrushyy), because yes! Surprise!!! It was me the whole time and I was so, so excited when I got the E-Mail with your profile in it! I really hope, that you'll like this beginning and what is about to come! :3 <3 (There'll probably be around 3-5 chapters! :D)

The feeling of dread and frustration was lingering in the air when Hajime broke through the line of soldiers blocking his way, making sure to hold on tightly to the hand in his own.

“Hajime…” He heard a frightened voice whisper behind him.

“Not now. We’ve got to get out of here first.” Said boy shot back quickly as he rushed them around a corner. Multiple hurried steps following them.

“Catch the Shapeshifter!”

“Kill the others!”

“Doctor only needs the Shapeshifter alive!”

Hajime’s heart was beating loudly in his chest, drowning out the sounds of his steps and his ragged breathing. His eyes were roaming the place for any sort of escape, free hand ready to release a beam of heated light from underneath the high-tech glasses, that were framing his eyes.

He needed to get them out of here. Fast!

They already had countless hours of fighting and escaping wearing their bodies down and he didn’t know how much longer they could hold up. Especially with some of the team members being wounded.

“-Hajime!” A sudden pull on his arm got the dark haired boy to stop in his tracks and to whip his head around, catching the sight of two familiar, chocolate brown eyes.

“Why did you stop? We have to get-”

“Out of here. Yes. Look!” Hajime followed the movement of the blue skinned arm covered in scales and his eyes immediately fell on a portal not to far away from them.

“...Semi.”

“They must have gotten out. If we make it, I’m sure it will bring us to them.”

“Right. Come on, then let’s-Ngh!” Hajime’s sentence got lost in the sudden pain blossoming in his back, forcing him to double over slightly

“Hajime!?”

“They’re here! Commander, we’ve found them!”

Hajime’s eyes shot to the side from his hunched over position, spotting dozen of soldiers rushing up to their position. Fuck, this was not going as planned at all.

“Run…” He pressed out through gritted teeth as he swatted the other’s hands away, that were trying to press down onto the wound.

“What? No, I-”

“I’ll be right behind you! Tooru. GO!”

Tooru didn’t look happy with Hajime’s decision at all, a small scowl on his face, but he didn’t argue any further as he withdrew his hands and spun around.

“The shapeshifter’s getting away! Hurry!”

“Fuck you won’t.” Hajime growled out in anger, straightening his position and looking up towards the ceiling. Without any hint of hesitation, he pressed down onto the button on his glasses releasing the power hidden behind it.

Red beams of light shot out from behind the device beginning to melt the metal constructions immediately, only taking seconds to get them to start to collapse.

Hajime didn’t lose any second after hearing the first screams to turn around as well, ignoring the pain in his spine and dashing after Tooru, who was waiting for him at the portal. He reached for the shapeshifter’s hand and together they took the fateful leap.

“This is not looking good.”

“Tell me something new!”

“You shouldn’t have opened the portal in your state.”

“And let Iwaizumi and Oikawa fucking die out there. Forget it!”

“Eita…”

“Spare me, Toshi! I got them out there safely and now I can rest. Sort of.”

“Still, we need to get you out of here as soon as possible. You’ve been wounded deeply. How is Sugawara holding up, Sawamura?”

“Not good. He’s drifting in and out of consciousness.”

Hajime could see the guilt reflecting on Tooru’s face when he turned to look at the shapeshifter, after he had made sure that everybody had made it into their current safe spot. He reached out and put a hand on the other’s cheek to gently stroke over the scaly skin.

“None of this is your fault, Tooru.” He started in a gentle voice.

“Don’t lie to me.” Was the immediate response. “You’ve all put yourself in danger for me. Could have killed, because of what I am.”

“We all did this, because we wanted to.” He tried to reason, but could see that nothing would change Tooru’s mind right now.

He wanted to hold onto Tooru, when he stepped away from him, but the pleading expression in those brown eyes kept him from doing so and he let him step away. Away into a corner, where he cut himself off from everyone else. To think.

For now, he would concentrate of coming up with a plan to get them out of here safely and quick, because they had some wounded ones that needed to be taken care off.

A good while passed until they heard the rattling of a door and moments later a person appeared in front of them out of thin air. Nobody was surprised.

“How does it look outside, Kenma?” Hajime was the one to ask.

“Not good. They are searching everywhere for us.” The blond explained in a quiet voice. “They might be using warmth detectors too. It’s only a matter of time until they find us.”

Silence fell over them.

This wasn’t good.

Was their mission deemed a failure?

“Then we need to give them, what they are looking for.”

Everyone’s heads turned at the sound of Tooru’s voice, who finally stepped up to them again. A what seemed like determined look on his face.

“What are you talking about, Oikawa?” Ushijima dared to ask from his position, where he was keeping a wounded Semi as stable as possible.

“It’s easy.” Tooru answered, striding past them. “When they’ll get there hands on what they’re hunting. Then they will-”

“No!”

“Retreat immediately.” The shapeshifter finished without paying Hajime’s outburst attention.

“Tooru, no! This is insane.”

“It’s what I decided.”

“I won’t let you.”

“You don’t have to do this!”

“Yes, I do. Hajime, I don’t want any more of my friend’s blood on my hands. Too many have already suffered from these...these cells, that are flowing through my body. I don’t want anyone else to be harmed, because of me.”

“But we are so close-”

“No, we’re not! Don’t you see! Eita-chan is severely hurt and Kou-chan isn’t even consciousness anymore. They need treatment or they might…”

“I won’t let you throw your life away like this.”

“You can’t stop me, Hajime. Not this time!”

“Like hell I will let you go!”

But when he charged forward to grab Tooru’s arm, his hand and whole body collided with a solid, invisible wall. The shapeshifter’s eyes had widened for a second, when Hajime had went out of his way and tried to snatch his wrist. But as soon as he registered what was happening, his expression softened and a small smile took over his face as he looked off to the side.

“Thank you, Eita-chan.”

“Save it!” Said mutant snapped in a roughed up voice. “Just go, before I change my mind.”

Tooru once more looked at all of his friends, before his eyes fell back onto Hajime and he placed his hands above where the dark haired boy’s were pressing against the shield. He looked deep into those eyes, that were hidden behind glasses.

“Thank you for everything, Hajime.” He whispered tenderly. “For always being by my side and for loving me despite of what I am. I promise you, we’ll see each other again.”

“Tooru, please…”

The shapeshifter just simply shook his head. “Let me be the one to protect you this time.”

The following moments where only a blur for Hajime anymore:

Tooru turning around and leaving him behind. Not listening to his screaming and begging. Neither was Semi, whom he shouted at to lower the barrier. How Ushijima was the one to hold him back, trying to calm him down.

And how Tooru vanished out of his life that day.

“-Zumi! Iwaizumi, wake up!”

#fantasyhaikyuuexchange #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #iwaoi #haikyuu!!#lina writes #aaaaah~ i'm so excited to post this!#i'm so sorry that i couldn't finish the whole story #but everything is planned out and i will get to it as soon as possible now with more time at hand #:D #i really hope that you like it ducky!!! <333

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twonight · 7 years ago

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Planting the gun's stock into the ground, you sturdy your shoes into the dirt, partly to wait for B's arrival, partly to celebrate standing upright on solid footing. The boy makes no motion to leave, smiling intently into the air as if eavesdropping on the trees' conversations. Maybe Ducky caught the bit about B promising to return and is loitering around to wait for B as well. "How long were you hiding up in that tree?" Rather than answering, the boy raises his dirt-streaked palm to the air, whistles, then calls out, "Ryan!" Like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, the orange-tagged robin materialises from the leaves and lands flawlessly on his thumb. "Good boy!" the boy coos at his bird and feeds it a berry from his pocket. "For a while. Whenever the females nest, he likes to help feed the birds! They usually fly to Ducky's window, but there weren't any today, so he went to check on the babies," he explains and holds another berry. You did notice several robins pecking away at the trail B left for you this morning, but a bird enthusiast wouldn't be happy to learn someone's been feeding their pets human food. "Huh, maybe they weren't hungry today," you say unconvincingly, and scan the hill for B's bushy mop of hair. "Oh what's that Ryan?" Ducky asks his bird and tilts his ear so he can listen into the bird's cute chirping. "Heh, what's he saying?" you ask good-naturedly, finding the boy's love for his birds to be rather adorable. "He wants me to kill B!"

> Code red code red. Forget the gun, this serial-killer-to-be is going to murder you with his tiny hands. This is not your problem. Leave B to handle it, bye. > Aww, this eight year-old kid thinks he can frighten you. Humour him and ask him how he'd accomplish it > Leaving a gun, even if empty, in this child's hands is a rotten idea. He seems mentally off, play doctor and figure out what's going on

#twoday

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jjongorable · 8 years ago

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Getting to Know You

pairing: jongkey rating: PG-13 word count: ~800

Jonghyun is anxious on his wedding day. Not because he’s scared, or because he is eager for the day’s events. It’s because he knows as he stands at the alter that the face he will see walking down the aisle will be that of a complete stranger. And yes, he is oddly okay with it.

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7

ao3

"Whoa Jonghyun!"

Kibum and many others rush to catch Jonghyun as he falls. They carry him to a seat and Kibum just stares at him in shock because -

"Did he just faint....because I kissed him?"

Kibum sees Taemin on his right trying not to laugh while Jinki stands beside him rubbing his back.

"Kibum I'm sure it wasn't like that. Maybe he fainted from all the excitement?"

"Yeah Kibum. I've read of this kind of thing happening all the time." Taemin so kindly tries to reassure Kibum, but whenever Taemin says that he's "read" something...well let's say the advice column in Playboy isn't exactly a reliable source.

"Where exactly did you read that Taemin?"

"From -"

"Actually no I have a much better question." Kibum interrupts whatever monologue Taemin was about to spew out and stands up, just inches away from Taemin's face. "Why don't you tell me just where the hell you got off getting me FUCKING BLUE SHOES!"

Taemin quickly steps back and frantically looks around. The hall is still filled with family members and friends who are waiting for Jonghyun to wake up and congratulate the newlyweds. Kibum actually forgot about the others, his fright for Jonghyun and his rage at Taemin a little too distracting at the moment. Taemin looks at Jinki for help as Kibum stalks him till he's against a wall with nowhere to go.

"K-kibum. Bummie, look we went thought this already right? I thought you said blue."

"The one time you actually think and its wrong! You didn't think I said blue, you just weren't paying attention in the first place you hyperactive ass!" Taemin screeches and closes his eyes as Kibum grabs hold of his jacket. Kibum wouldn't actually hurt Taemin, he just wants to strike a little fear in the heart of his best friend for fucking with his wedding day.

"I had to walk down the aisle barefoot!"

"Well, in my defense, I told you not to wear the ducky socks."

What comes out of kibum's mouth is something much like a growl and Taemin is actually quite scared for his life.

"Jinki do something!"

But Jinki is much too busy tending to Jonghyun to make sure his little brother isn't killed by his best friend.

"You're dead Taemin." Kibum reaches for the buttons on Taemin's suit jacket, because while he isn't one to hit he sure knows how to ruin a good suit. But before he can do any damage Taemin squirms out of his grasp and runs to the entrance screaming bloody murder.

Kibum follows seeing nothing but red and the retreating figure of his best friend.

...

Jonghyun opens his eyes and is greeted by his parents' concerned faces.

"Oh no. What did I do this time?"

The only time Jonghyun is visited by both his parents is when one of his business plans blew up in their faces and he has to take the blame. The one downfall of working for his parents who just happen to own the most successful string of pastry shops in Asia.

"You fainted son."

"I fainted? What?" It's then that Jonghyun actually looks around and sees that he is not in fact in his room. He's in a chapel that looks decorated as if for a wedding.

A WEDDING

"HOLY SHIT! I FAINTED!"

"Son, watch your language."

Jonghyun quickly apologizes to his mother and stands to look around.

"Where's Kibum? Oh my gosh, he's gonna think I fainted because I don't like him!" Jonghyun looks around even more frantically because his husband is nowhere to be seen.

"Jonghyun, Kibum is chasing some lad because of something about blue shoes?"

Just as Mr. Kim speaks Jonghyun sees the boy who introduced himself as Taemin earlier run past screaming for "Kibum please it was just an accident!", followed by a very angry, very scary looking barefoot Kibum. It's actually quite a scene and Jonghyun can't help but laugh a little because apparently he just married a man who couldn't seem to give a damn about anyone judging him.

But the screeches of the little man sounded really frightened and Jonghyun felt like he should put a stop to the terror.

"Uhm...Kibum?" Of course the pair didn't hear Jonghyun's near whisper of the man's name. Especially not in the middle of their own shouting and frantic running.

"KIBUM STOP IT!" Jonghyun immediately regrets shouting when Kibum then turns his gaze towards him. He makes a mental note then and there not to ever make Kibum angry. "Uh..please?"

Kibum's glare softens as soon as he realizes who he's staring at. And not a second later he's running again, this time towards Jonghyun. Kibum stops just in front of him.

Jonghyun once again doesn't know what to expect. A hug? A kiss? An "I'm glad you didn't die when you fainted" even.

Jonghyun expected anything and everything.

Except for the harsh slap Kibum gave him.

#omg this is even short than the last im so sorry #shinee au #shinee fanfiction #shinee fic #jongkey #my wri #arranged marriage au

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rexcrystallis · 8 years ago

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A Companion

#.fic #.a companion #noctis #ignis #noctis lucis caelum #ignis stupeo scientia #ignis scientia #ignoct

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just-tinkabelle · 8 years ago

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Come,Night

CS Lieutenant Duckling

Summary: Princess Emma loves waking past the Jewel of the Realm just to catch a glimpse of Lieutenant Killian Jones. One day while out by the docks she is told news that upsets her and makes a decision that changes her relationship with Killian forever.

Rating: S because this chapter got smutty.

Part 7 of 8 (?)

A/N: Thank you so much to the wonderful Becky for being my beta even though I haven’t written in forever. You are the best. I would be lost without you.I know I say this all the time but it’s true. Only you know how to read my two thoughts at once moments when I write. For those still reading this fic, if anyone still is, here is chapter 7. I know I said 6 was the final chapter of the fic but things changed in my mind for it. I never intended to go past 6 but oh well. I hope you have enjoy the chapter and how I have continued it. I think chapter 8 might be the end but who knows. Thank you for reading it. It means the world to me.

Chapter 1,2,3, 4 ,5 and 6 plus the prequel can be found on FF.net with 7.

Now on AO3.

The air around Emma was thick and suffocating, there appeared to be a mist slowly engulfing her feet and rising up around her. Opening her mouth Emma tried to call out to see if anyone was there but she knew right away she was alone. Looking around in hopes of finding a door or a person dim lights suddenly flickered all around her as they fought to stay on. Like light breezes from the wind, Emma was hit by words said in a whisper.

"Love it's the lark."

"I promise to return with your suitor in one piece Princess Emma."

"I was scared you would die."

Slowly an image came to form under the flickering lights. It was her and Killian but what seemed from a different lifetime. Their clothing seemed like they had come from a BBC production of a Jane Austen novel. Emma smiled as she caught of glimpse of Killian in what appeared to be a Naval uniform and herself in a simple muslin nightgown. They were in a room at night and she was happy to see him even though her cheeks were tear stained. Killian's forehead was pressed against hers. Emma could see his lips moving but not the words. Tip toeing over she watched the beautiful scene play out as it started to fade. She caught Killian's last words "True love lives through death."

"Especially the one with the stone balcony"

On the opposite side of Emma another image appeared it was of a garden she had dreamt of many times before. Once again she saw herself standing there with, Neal. He had the same disgusting sly grin and arrogant demeanor that she knew all too well. Emma ran as she watched her body twitch in disgust as he touched her, trying to imprint his fingerprints in her skin but by the time she reached them, they were gone.

"It's a cinquefoil"

Emma touched the small silver pendant that hung from neck as the danced by her. For as long as she could remember, she had worn the pendant but never knew, or had asked where it came from.

"I heard there was to be a ravaging."

"Emma"

"Killian"

The image of two bodies tangled in sheets appeared before her. Emma could hear their moans and pleas to the other. Not knowing whether to close her eyes or move closer she stood still and watched. There was something familiar about that moment. The more she watched the more she realized it was her and Killian. Suddenly, a wave of emotion hit her as she knew in that moment what it felt like to be with Killian even though she never had.

"I love you"

Not wanting to experience anymore Emma ran through the darkness and the mist. Desperately she needed to find a way out. The images came at her faster. She saw her parents in royal dress, Ruby transforming into a werewolf, Killian and his brother Liam in Naval uniforms, Neal aimlessly talking to her as he vied for her affection and worst of all herself. Multiple images of her life formed as she ran past. Crying and broken when Neal spoke to her, scared as she watched Killian leave her room and happiness as she saw the two of them asleep under her sheets. Emma couldn't take it any longer and collapsed to the ground. The words "As you Wish" blanketing over her as they repeated themselves but they were not strong enough to protect her.

"Let me put it on you."

Through the mist Emma could see the Swan Charm necklace hanging from Neal's hand, but they were back in the garden. The background was different but the necklace was the same. Emma remembered it clearly since she had placed it in a box on top of her dresser. How was this all possible?

"He is a pirate in a military uniform.......dead mother.........fugitive father........a brother who begged your father to allow him into the navy as a teenager...... He's nothing compared to me and you being a smart girl would always choose what's best for her kingdom..... I hope you are just as passionate in other activities...... Remember how she took pity on you one night because from now on the only name Emma will be calling out is mine....Make no mistake you will be mine."

"STOP IT" Emma screamed as the cruel words bombarded her. Every last word was in Neal's voice.

"Emma" A different voice called to her.

"Killian?" Abruptly Emma got up from the ground and looked around hoping that he was close by.

"Emma" It called to her again.

"Killian, where are you? I can hear you but can't see you?" Believing the voice was in front of her Emma ran towards it.

"Emma" It seemed to be getting closer.

"I'm almost there. Just wait for me." Emma yelled back as she could see the blue of Killian's eyes in the darkness. She was getting closer to him. Killian's hand rose from the mist and extended towards Emma. His fingertips inched toward her. "I can reach you Killian." Emma's fingertips reached out to grab his own. "Almost there."

"Emma" Killian called out as the world Emma was in seemed to crumble around her.

"NO!" She shouted pushing harder to reach him. "KILLIAN!"

Emma shot up in bed as her parents opened the door to her room. It was still dark only moonlight lighting the room. Cool air had filled her room but Emma was dripping with sweat, and strands of hair clung to her face. Her mother pushed the hair out of the way and grabbed her cheeks to make her look in her eyes, but it was of no use. Emma stared at the window and watched the curtains dance. Every fiber of her being hated those curtains because they reminded her of something and now the dream was making her want to rip them down and burn them.

"Emma look at me" Mary Margaret breathed out with panic in her voice.

"Emma please look at your mother. You had another nightmare." David said as he sat on the bed trying to help as best as he could.

"I'm sorry." Emma whispered out as she snapped from her trance like state.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." Mary Margaret pulled her daughter into a hug. "It was another nightmare."

"Emma why were you calling out for Killian?" Her father asked with concern. "Did he hurt you because..."

"Dad no." Emma broke from her mother's hug and looked directly at her father. "It was probably because of something in the nightmare." She wanted so much to tell them everything she saw, but they would think she was crazy. "I don't really remember it, but why else would I call for him."

"I think the stress of school and college is getting to you. Maybe a visit to Dr. Hopper would be good for you." Her mother suggested as she tucked Emma's loose strands of hair behind her ears.

"I don't need to see Dr. Hopper. It's just a little stress." Emma attempted to reassure her parents. "I just need some sleep and I'll be fine."

"But Emma..."

"Mary Margaret let's let her go back to sleep" David said as he got up and grabbed his wife's hand. "We love you and we'll see you in the morning." He kissed the top his daughter’s head and with his wife in toe left the room.

Emma laid back down and pulled the covers up trying to find sleep again but it was impossible. The dreams, now nightmares, were coming more frequently. She was unable to stop or escape them, and what frightened her the most about them was the familiarity of the images she saw. More and more, the strange, foreign moments of her dream were beginning to feel more like real memories that she’d only forgotten. Knowing that sleep was her enemy Emma got out of bed and walked to her window. The view from her room was the best in the house. Emma could see the ocean and the docks clearly. The scent of sea salt filled her room on the nights that she kept her window open, which was most nights. She loved the scent as it comforted her and reminded her of Killian. Moving her line of sight to the tiny house by the docks that Killian and his brother Liam lived in, she wondered if Killian was awake. Emma wondered if she consumed his thoughts, or if he craved to feel her skin like she did his. Taking deep breathes Emma was hit by a sudden urge to see Killian. Quickly, she turned from the window and grabbed jeans and a t-shirt from the basket of clothing she needed to fold. She doubted Killian would mind seeing her in ducky pj’s but she knew she had to change.

"Where the hell are my keys?" Emma whispered as she searched frantically around her room. "Actually" Remembering the trellis her father had just put on the side of the house for her mother's roses Emma gave up the search for her keys. "Please don't let me kill myself climbing this thing." Emma recited as she climbed out the window and down the trellis.

With a thud Emma's sneakers hit the ground. Before making her way to Killian's, she looked around to make sure her parents hadn't heard her and that there were no late drunks stumbling down her street after a night at the Rabbit Hole who might catch her. In the clear Emma climbed over the tiny white fence and made her way to Killian's house. The streets were quiet and the traffic lights blinked yellow as she briskly walked down them. Storybrooke was eerily quiet, almost if a fairy tale curse had hit the town and she was the only one left. As she neared Neal's house Emma looked up at his room window wanting to make sure that for some odd reason he wasn't standing there waiting to catch her. There appeared to be no movement but a creepy feeling of being watched fell upon her. Emma looked closer at the room’s window but no one was there. Feeling uneasy Emma picked up her pace from a brisk walk to a sprint. The faster she ran the harder it was to shake the feeling that someone had been watching her from the Gold house window. She tried to convince herself it was just the fear of being caught and having to explain where she was going, but deep down she knew that was not the cause of her fear.

Finally reaching Killian's house Emma stopped for a moment to catch her breath but it was pointless. Being there had caused her heart to race and become breathless for a new reason. Taking a deep breath Emma walked to the side of the house and to Killian's window. To her surprise it was open. When she had last seen it from her bedroom window it was shut. Silently she climbed through and into the dark room. A small of amount of moonlight had filled the room but only enough to make out shapes. Unsure of what she was really doing, Emma stood there, half tempted to climb back out the window. While she was contemplating her next move, a hand reached out for her. Any normal person would have screamed or at least jerked their hand away, but not Emma. Familiar with the touch of the callous fingers and the sensation it created on her skin, Emma grabbed on the familiar hand as it pulled her in.

"Shouldn't I be the one climbing through your window?" Killian whispered as he wrapped his arms around her.

"That was last lifetime. This time it's my turn." Emma answered, not knowing what possessed her to hint at the dreams she was having.

"So did this happen often last lifetime?" Killian asked as he moved one hand from her waist to sweep the hair off her neck.

"I would say a few times." Emma's answered. "Sometimes it was just to see me and sometimes other things would happen." Slowly her hands slide up Killian's chest and her fingers tangled into his chest hair.

"Did we enjoy the other things?" Killian breathed out against the skin of her neck before pressing his lips into a pulse point. Emma's skin was hot despite the cold night air.

"Yes" Emma moaned out responding not only to Killian’s question, but his touch on her skin. She didn't realize how much she needed to feel him on her. It wasn't because she needed to know what he felt like but she needed the familiar feeling. The ones of calm and passion she knew from her dreams. It felt strange for Emma to think of it that way but she didn't care.

"Are you here to kidnap me, take me back to your ship so you can ravage me before asking for a handsome ransom from my brother for a safe return?" Killian teased as his lips hovered over hers. The words seemed so familiar to Emma but it felt if she had said them.

"I'm here to ravage you now, Killian." Emma responded after licking her lips. "If you will have me?" Emma added as she stared at Killian's mouth.

Even through the darkness, Emma could see the little smirk Killian had on his face from her words. Next she felt his fingers bunch the hem of her shirt and the bottom of his palms glide over her skin as Killian moved her t shirt off her body. Feeling a cold breeze push through the room, Emma had remembered in her rush she had forgotten to put a bra on. There she stood almost bare in front of Killian. Not once did she think to cover herself up, in her mind Killian had seen her before even if his expression of awe said otherwise.

“You’re…you’re so beautiful Emma.” The words briefly caught in Killian’s throat as his eyes drank in the sight of Emma’s body. The moonlight upon her back created and a glow only reserved for the most admired goddesses.

Gently, Killian’s fingertips moved across the top of Emma’s jeans. He fiddled with the tiny pointed corner of the fly. Killian was excited and scared for what the moment would bring, and he looked into Emma’s eyes for reassurance this is what she wanted as well. With a nod, Emma gave Killian the permission of trespass he sought after. Nimbly Killian undid the button and zipper before using the palms of his hands to slide them past Emma’s hips. Wanting to be a gentleman got on his knees to follow the jeans on their journey to the floor. When they reached their destination, he lifted Emma’s leg to slide the legs off one at time. Emma watched amazed at the amount of care and tenderness Killian was showing her.

Looking up to Emma like a pilgrim worshipping at the feet of his goddess, Killian slid his hands slowly up her thighs prickling her skin and began to remove the simple cotton panties Emma had on. Once removed and feeling worthy of Emma, Killian stood up and once again admired the beauty that stood in front of him. He wanted to speak, tell her how gorgeous she was, but he couldn’t find the words that could express a tenth of what Emma deserved to hear. Instead he took Emma’s hand and placed it on his heavily beating heart. Every thump telling her a new vow and thought. Feeling the emotions course through her body like rough waters, Emma impatiently pushed down Killian’s boxers with her free hand. At that moment Killian was a gift and she needed to tear away at the wrapping to get to the present she had long waited for inside. With the fabric gone and nothing between them, Emma took the lead and moved them to Killian’s tiny twin bed.

“You would have anchors on your comforter.” Emma teased as positioned herself on Killian’s bed. Her eyes wondered around the bed shyly as Killian quickly put on a condom he pulled from his nightstand.

“And I bet you have ducklings on yours.” Killian quipped back as he hovered his body above Emma’s. She could feel his hard cock throbbing against her thigh, begging for entrance inside of her.

“Nope.” Emma breathed out as she lined herself up with Killian. “They are on my pj pants.” And with that Emma grabbed the back of Killian’s head and brought his lips to hers. Hard, she pressed her lips onto his before invading her tongue into his to taste his.

Lost in the passionate kiss, Killian slowly began to enter Emma. With each push further inside Emma, tiny moans escaped her mouth. Wanting to enjoy every moment and not hurt her he took his time to fully finding his way inside her. Emma’s nails dug deeper into his skin the deeper he went. The feeling of pain and pleasure was just too much for her to take and so familiar. Every fiber of her body knew she could handle more because she already had a lifetime ago. Needing all of him, Emma grabbed Killian by the hips and pulled him into her. With that he filled her. Emma’s body raised off the bed for a moment as pleasure seeped into her bones. Seizing the opportunity Killian removed himself from the kiss and placed his lips in the valley between Emma’s breasts. He kissed every inch of her that he could before her body sank back into the bed.

Craving more of the rise of Emma’s body, Killian began to move in and out her. The slickness of her core made it easy for the pace to go from slow and offbeat to perfectly in time with Emma’s own rhythm. Like the bow of the violin moving across the strings, Killian’s cock scrapped against Emma’s inner moans which created the most melodic of sounds as she moaned against his ear. Music so sweet to Killian’s ear he yearned for more. Ever so slightly Killian bent his head and carefully placed kisses along Emma’s neck, collarbone and chest before reaching the perfect peak of her breast. Killian’s mouth covered her nipple as he began to suck on it. The intensity of Emma’s pleasure increased, causing her to wrap her legs around him, to steady his thrust as he focused on her breasts. Not wanting to play favorites, Killian moved to the other nipple and began to repeat his earlier actions. Emma could feel the fire build deep in the pit of her stomach but she wasn’t ready for it to end. They had all night and she intended on using the night.

“I thought I was here to ravage you.” Emma breathless spoke as her tiny frame managed to flip them to where Killian was on his back and she on top.

There was a slight shock and amusement on Killian’s face. “By all means Emma take what you want.” He replied wanting to see what she had in store for him.

At first Emma was uncertain how to move and where to place her hands but as she closed her eyes she remembered the images of her dreams. Leaning forward Emma kissed the crook of Killian’s neck before delicately dragging her teeth across his chest and playfully biting him. A pleasurable hiss escaped Killian’s lips as he grabbed a tight hold of Emma’s hips. Straightening her back, Emma anchored her hands on Killian’s chest and began Killian’s descent into madness. Muscle memory suddenly took over and Emma rocked her hips slowly at first. She could see the pleasure in Killian’s eyes and feel it in his touch as he pressed his fingers harder against her skin. Uncertain of how she remembered this was what drove him crazy, Emma ground herself harder into him. The short strides of her hips grew longer in length with every movement of her hips.

“Emma.” Killian moaned under his breath as he watched Emma.

The sound of her name stumbling out Killian’s mouth ignited the fire building in the pit of her stomach. There was something about the deep raspy sound of his voice that made Emma want to ride him harder to make him speak again. Emma closed her eyes again and thought back to an image she had once seen of her and Killian together. Placing her a hand on each of Killian’s thighs, Emma leaned backwards and arched her back. Again she took her time finding the back and forth rhythm that pleased them both. The feel of Killian’s cock inside her fueled the orgasm that seemed to be instantly building. Emma moved faster and more erratically. Desperately she needed to feel that wave of pleasure come over her body and it was granted to her the moment Killian’s rough thumb feverishly rubbed the tiny bundle of nerves.

“Killian” Emma yelled through her teeth that clamped down on her bottom lip.

Emma’s spent and sweaty body fell forward onto Killian’s chest. The thumping of Killian’s heart pounded in Emma’s ears. Each beat played a familiar lullaby Emma swore she had heard before. She could stay in the moment forever and not care. Killian pressed a kiss into the top of her head and swept strands of hair off her back. His calloused fingertips glided across her skin like the cool breeze Emma had just noticed in the room.

“Don’t think that is the end of it. You still need yours.” Emma said through her wolfish grin as she popped her head off Killian’s chest.

“Oh do I need now love” Killian responded gleefully.

“Yes I need to still ravage you. That was just me teasing you on what I, we can do tonight.” Emma teased as she whispered into Killian’s ear.

“Then by all means my princess ravage me for real this time.” Killian breathe as he flipped Emma on her back.

“I don’t think I can while you’re on top of me.” The words were drizzled with a slight laughter as Emma spoke them.

“Oh what a pity. I may need to ravage you.” There was a lustful tone in Killian’s voice. Emma could feel the hard tip of his cock making its way into her.

“That’s not how….Oh god Killian….this works….yes like that.” Emma stuttered as Killian slide his cock in and out of her.

The pleasure from Killian inside Emma was nothing new in her mind. This was just another encounter to the long list that had already happened. Emma was familiar with the stretch his cock caused while deep inside her and the dragging against her walls when he pulled out slowly to drive her mad. Muscle memory took over and Emma began to dig her nails into the middle of Killian’s back. Just like the countless times in Emma’s dreams, Killian moaned out the words bloody hell. Not knowing whether to laugh or fear the familiarity of it all, Emma bit her bottom lip so she could say nothing. She didn’t want to ruin in the moment or scare Killian with the crazy images of them in an oversized bed and crispy cotton sheets in a distant land swirling through her head as he thrust inside her and filled her with pleasure. Emma moved her hands up into Killian’s hair and entangled her fingers with the hair at the nape of his neck. With a gentle pull she lowered his ear down to her lips.

“You know what I like” Emma whispered into his ear before she could stop herself.

“As the princess commands.” Killian responded firmly to the command.

With his left hand he slid it under Emma’s lower back, slightly raising her ass off the bed. Then his right hand found Emma’s nimble fingers and interwove his with hers. Emma could do nothing more but watch him intently. Somehow Killian remembered the night he snuck into her room, the night she told him to never leave her. An intense urge came over Emma and with all her strength she pushed her body off the bed and slammed her lips into Killian’s. Her tongue not waiting for admission she seized his with her own. Lust and passion filled the kiss as Emma deepened it. There was a fire burning not only in the kiss but in depths of her belly.

“Now harder” Emma demanded and she broke the kiss.

As Emma’s body found the softness of Killian’s bed, like a man worshipping his goddess, Killian did as she wanted. Pulling all but the tip out Killian with a smirk on his face slowly pushed every last inch of his cock into Emma until he could not tell where he ended and she began.

“Is this what you wanted?” Killian asked knowing full well it was.

No more words were exchanged after that moment. Doing as he was told Killian began to thrust into Emma with such a force that his bed began to sift. He was thankful that Liam was not home because he would have surely heard the bed scraping the floor and Emma screaming Killian’s name at the top of her lungs. How he loved hearing her call out for him.

Wanting to hear this name pleasurably screamed from Emma’s mouth, Killian had an idea. Slowly he slid out of Emma and moved further down the bed. Killian caught a glimpse of Emma’s face. There was a mix of confusion and excitement written all over it. Not wanting to give too much away Killian smirked and lowered his mouth onto a different set of lips. Killian wasted no time putting his tongue to good use. First darting his tongue to tickle the small bundle of nerves before pushing his tongue further into her warm center. Like a boy licking frosting off his birthday cake, Killian curled his tongue and lapped the juice that flowed from Emma. Suddenly, he felt a hand gripping at his hair and pulling with slight force. Killian looked up and could see Emma biting her lip so he began to sucking gently on her clit. The simple action made Emma dig her heels into the bed and push Killian’s mouth harder into her. Killian knew if he continued he would make Emma cum into his mouth but it was not what he wanted. Abruptly Killian stopped and with one swift movement of his body, he moved back on top of Emma. Having Emma’s full attention Killian licked his lips and thrust himself back into Emma. Killian could feel Emma’s body ready for its well deserved release and he would give it to her.

Killian slid in and out of Emma, each time a little harder and deeper. The cheap bed moved further away from the wall with every movement. Throbbing inside of Emma as her walls clenched around his cock tighter and tighter, Killian could now feel that at any moment he would burst. Wanting to see Emma’s orgasm, Killian locked eyes with her and pushed his cock inside her in such an angle he was able to reach the spot deep inside her that made her body melt. Within moments Emma arched her back in profound pleasure and screamed Killian’s name into the night air. Following suit he held onto her hip as his own orgasm followed and poured into her.

“I love you Emma Swan.” Killian professed as her collapsed his tired body next to her.

“I love you Killian Jones.” Emma replied trying to catch her breath.

The two lay there in silence trying to breathe and think. Heavy panting echoed the room. Feeling the breeze make its way into the room Killian grabbed the blanket somehow still attached to the end of the bed and pulled it up towards them. Emma snuggled in closer and fit her body into his. Emma knew she could only lay there a few minutes before needing to leave or she would fall asleep and risk both of them getting in trouble. Killian pulled her in closer and pushed the hair off her neck to kiss the tiniest freckle he could spot on her skin. Both could have lived in that bed forever. There would be no worries of family or boyfriends, of crazy dreams and an even crazier reality. Time would stand still for them for just one night if they begged hard enough.

“Never leave me” Emma murmured half asleep.

“Never.” Killian whispered as pulled her tighter.

“I need you, always.” Became Emma’s last words as she drifted off into sleep.

“And I you.” Became Killian’s before he went to meet her in his dreams.

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FNAF "Was That Golden Freddy!?" (Kise x Reader)

It was a peaceful night at your place. The dog was sleeping next to you and your family was out for the night (and by family, you mean your older brother). You were calmly sitting in the little nook on the windowsill watching Supernatural Bloopers.

Sadly, all peaceful things come to an end-especially when you're dating the hyper active, blond model Kise Ryouta.

"(Y/N)-chii!" a familiar voice shouted excitedly.

You let out a startled yelp as you fell out of your seat, landing on your butt.

"Damn it, Kise! Was that really necessary?" you complained, as he helped you up from the floor.

"Sorry, (Y/N)-chii."

"Now, what did you want, you idiot?" you said, grabbing your laptop from the floor, thanking God that there were pillows on the floor that cushioned the fall of your laptop.

"(Y/N)-chii, you're so mean~suu!" he pouted. "But I want to play a game with you!"

"....what game?"

The blond's smile turned into a wide grin. "You have a steam account on your mac, right?"

You stared at the blond in front of you. "Yes I do, however, I play those games on my PC. Why?"

"Because one of my fangirls was talking about a game and since you love playing computer games, I figured you would have the game and I really want to play the game and-"

"What game?" you asked, cutting off the hyper blond. "If it's a modeling game or something along those lines, I swear I will-

"No its not that, (Y/N)-chii!" he exclaimed, putting his hands up in front of him. "It had something to do with a bear called Freddy-"

"You mean Five Nights at Freddy's?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Thats the one!" he said.

You let out a chuckle as you shook your head. "Ryouta. Trust me when I say that you don't want to play that game. You wouldn't last-"

"Kasamatsu-senpai said the same thing," he pouted, "and I want to prove him wrong."

"It's a horror game you know."

"So?"

"Idiot, you get frightened very easily."

You weren't wrong; he does jump at the slightest things when you learned the hard-way on Halloween Night (let's just say that Aomine wasn't able to walk for a week).

"Do not," he pouted, crossing his arms like a two year old. "Don't even mention the Aomine incident," he said, as he saw your mouth open.

You sighed as you rubbed your temple. "Fine. Which one do you want to play? Five Nights at Freddy's 1, 2,3, or 4?"

"Theres more than one!?"

"Dumbass," you groaned as you started up your laptop. "Fine, we'll play the first one."

"Yay!"

"However," you started, "Don't say that I didn't warn you about it."

The blond just ruffled your hair. "How scary can it be, (Y/N)-chii?"

"So whats the game about, (Y/N)-chii?" Kise asked, as he watched you open your laptop, excitement in his eyes.

"In the first game, the main goal is for you to survive the night shifts at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza for five nights, while avoiding getting caught and killed by the animatronic characters, while tracking their movements via the restaurant's security cameras (1)-"

"That sounds easy!" he exclaimed interrupting you.

"However, there is a catch," you said, as you clicked on the icon and booted up the game.

"What is it?!" he asked, curiosity bouncing in his eyes.

The only thing you did was smirk. "You'll find out my dear Ryouta," you chuckled, as you went to turn off the light.

Before you even got back to where you and Kise were originally sitting, there was a loud shriek that came from said male.

The game hasn't even started and he was scared.

"(Y-Y/N)-chii! The bear!"

You walked over to where he was and saw that he was on the "main title page". You sighed. "Thats Freddy," you reply, sitting down next to him. "Are you sure you want to continue, Ryouta? The other-"

"I'll do this" he said, clicking on the new game button.

"Again. Don't say I didn't warn you," you warned him.

"What could possibly go wrong?!

Night 1 6 am

You don't know how it happened, but the blond idiot that is your boyfriend managed to survive the first night without any of the animatronics moving. Granted, there was the occasional gasp and yelp when he peered over the security cameras and their faces appeared, but other than that, the creatures were well behaved.

Night 2 12 am

It was the third night and you could see the blond getting full of himself; after all, he hasn't died yet. Being the girlfriend that you were, you were going to make sure that he does. You couldn't help but smirk as you realized that Foxy has been out of the "fox hole" but hasn't fully appeared.

...You secretly hoped that she appeared. That damn fox is scary-especially "Robo-Foxy" in the second one.

"This game is easy!" he said with a triumphant smirk. "You and Kasamatsu-senpai were wrong! I can totally do this!" He continued to check the lights on the right and left side, as well as the security cameras.

You couldn't help but notice that as he was gloating, the mouse kept skimming over "Pirate Cove"-also known as Foxy's den. From watching the youtuber, Markiplier play these games, you knew that if you constantly check the camera in "Pirate Cove", it would make Foxy appear faster.

By the time the blond closed out of the security camera tablet, his battery life was already down to 39%-and it was only 2 a.m. You opened your mouth to tell him that he should save battery life, but then you decided not to; after all, you need to have some fun too.

"(Y/N)-chii! I'm down to 39% battery!! How did it happen?!"

You were also curious yourself. Leaning over, you realized that he had kept the doors locked and the lights on. "You kept the doors locked you moron. That massively drains the battery life."

"But how am I supposed to be safe!?!"

"That I cannot tell you, dear Ryouta. It will ruin the fun of the game."

"MEAN~SU!" he exclaimed, clicking the buttons to unlock the doors. He also went to check on Foxy, and he flinched. "Is that a fox?"

Once again looking over, you realized that Foxy was completely out of the hole. "Yes it is."

Night 2 5 am

Your eye was twitching. Foxy still hasn't appeared. That damn fox.

You felt Kise jump as Chika appeared by the door. You couldn't help but recall the little chant that Markiplier sang when he played the game.

"Ducky, ducky go away. Ducky, ducky, no one loves you." (2)

"What did you say, (F/N)-chii?"

"Oh, just a little chant I picked up from somewhere. I say it whenever Chika appears."

The blond nodded and turned his attention back to the game. Once again, the idiot forgot to stop checking the security cameras; especially since his mouse was on the camera that showed the hallway; the hallway that Foxy runs through.

You realized your prayers have been answered.

Foxy has finally appeared, but sadly, your boyfriend managed to survive that attack as well.

"Ha! I told you that having the doors closed would work!"

"....Yea, but now you're down to 15%"

"It's 5 am anyway, (Y/N)-chii. I can make it if the battery dies."

Before you could reply, the face of a golden bear appeared, as it attacked the screen.

"You died Kise! You died!" You began laughing hysterically. You were too excited for the fact that he died, that not only did you not hear him let out a blood curling scream, but also that the blond wasn't there.

"Kise?"

Picking up the laptop and placing it on the bed and turning on some lights, you noticed that the closet door was opened.

"Kise?" you said, peering inside. The moment you did, your eyes widened.

You saw Kise covering his eyes in the corner, with his knees brought to his chest. What made it worse, he was shaking.

"I'm sorry Kise," you said, as you sat right next to him.

"What the hell was that thing?" he exclaimed.

"That was Golden Freddy," you replied as you sat down next to him. "I did warn you, Ryouta." You wrapped your arm around his shoulder as you brought him towards you.

"I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight, (Y/N)-chii," he whimpered.

"I'll let you stay the night," you replied, kissing the top of his head and getting out of the closet.

"You're the best, (Y/N)-chii," he said, looking at you with a smile.

"Oh, by the way Kise?" you said, as you recalled something, a hint of mischief in your eyes (which he completely missed). "In the fourth game, Foxy hides in the closet. And I remembered that I have a fox plushie in there." And with that, you closed the door to your closet, leaving the blond model inside.

"WAAAH! (Y/N)-CHII!!"

FOOTNOTES

(1) Info taken from the "Five Nights at Freddy's" Wiki Page (http://freddy-fazbears-pizza.wikia.com/wiki/Five_Nights_at_Freddy%27s)

(2) "Ducky Chant" was said by Markiplier

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