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Oh this got me

Mmm… Aaron in a suit…

Coming home to see Smartass asleep on the couch.

Softly placing the bouquet of flowers on the coffee table, kneeling next to them, and placing a gentle kiss on their forehead.

“I told you to go to bed first” he lightly chuckles while moving their hair out of their face.

He stays that way for a minute or two, just taking them in.

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Aaron is the type of man that would tilt his partner’s chin up with his fingers, make them look into his eyes, before kissing them deep

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Warden who developed a taste for sadism above every other emotion.

Warden who loses their reluctance in interacting with Vega after he was restored during one moment only: when they had one sadistic mortal between them.

Warden whose expression flickers with something untamed and demonic when they stand face to face with someone sadistic. Vega notices, and remembers one key fact about inchoates: they are always hungry.

Warden whose entire body convulses with uncontrollable delight as they consume sadism, and Vega who is torn between envy and fear as he witnesses this. Vega is unsure if he is envious of the sadistic mortal or Warden.

Warden who comfortably takes their true form and comfortably uses their magic after feeding. "This is my power," they answer Vega, when he once asked the reason behind it. "Why shouldn't I be shameless to use it?"

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It's so fun relistening to Darlin' and Sam's playlist and hear the high respect Sam has for David. Meanwhile David himself is a housewife suffering tiktoks and clinginess from Angel.

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Ovulating 🫵

Post argument sex with Aaron must be so hot

I don’t think they’d argue about anything major nowadays

But all the pent up stress and lack of touch the past few hours would create so much tension, especially since it brings them back to how they were back when they both worked at Vesta

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Braids are out

No fucking about

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Wanna Cry? :) ☔️

Collection of angst and hurt/comfort stuff I've written!

Babe and Asher's passing

Sam's final moments

Lovely using their magic again

David's cooking

Cutie and Geordi memories

Anton hates seeing Love sad

Inversion aftermath - Sweetheart and Milo (1)

Inversion aftermath - Sweetheart and Milo (2)

Inversion aftermath - David

Inversion aftermath - David and Angel

Angel's last moments

Porter and Treasure healing after their argument

Lovely flinching when Vincent goes to bite them

Honey's fears

Misc. Angst

Freelancer spiralling

Gavin and Freelancer in every lifetime

Darlin's internal conflict

Cutie's struggle with their telepathy

Gabe losing his mate

Honey and Guy's misunderstanding

David helping Angel when they're struggling

Angel's past

Darlin's decision

Sam and Darlin' taking photos

Lovely's inner conflict

Angel's nightmare

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If the mates had a TikTok page:

Angel:

Cursed edits of David - e.g. secretly filming him leading the pack meeting but only including the moments where he breathes/inhales.

Had their account on public but then one of David’s clients somehow found their account and their first impression of the security business’ boss was… not ideal.

So now their account is private. David let them keep the videos as a compromise (he can’t say no to his mate).

Sneaky prank videos - Angel creating a compilation of them smacking David’s ass, doing the “walking in on your husband showering” type of videos, etc.

Once in a blue moon they post a cute video of the both of them on a date - a fit check, perhaps.

While their account was still public their video of them gently biting on David’s bicep (filmed in a way that David’s face isn’t revealed and his bicep takes up most of the frame + only Angel’s mouth is showing) went viral.

Babe:

They have a lot of shitposts of the pack, but their account is on private so they can share things without worrying about the whole world seeing it.

The entire pack follows them.

Cursed images of Asher taken from weird angles with meme music in the background.

They have a cute video of their anniversary date with Asher, which is the only serious post they have on there. It was more of a present to him - a memory of their time together in a sweet montage.

Also vlogs of mate trips and hangouts.

They start a collection of videos documenting Asher’s progress in dealing with the pizza man.

The pack all see it and cheer him on in the comments.

Ends with a picture of Asher (wolf) posing with said pizza man (terrified)

Sweetheart:

They’re the couple tik tok-er, and Milo is also in on it.

Cute posts where SH does a fit check and Milo worships them while ranking his favourite outfits.

Videos of them doing cute things together with a soft piano background: cooking, cuddling, watching a movie, etc. Basically like a soft movie montage of their dates. Goes viral because of how beautiful their love is (and also how beautiful they are in general hehe)

SH would film Milo cooking sometimes, and he’d mimic those thirst trap cooking videos, earning a belly laugh from SH. You can literally see the love in Milo’s eyes as he watches them breathless from laughing. Small moments like these.

Sam:

Only has one post which is a short candid of Darlin’ where they were watching the sunset and the last golden rays shined on them just right. It blew up and went viral (Darlin’ is stunning, so no surprises there)

He posted it by accident while trying to figure out how the app works. He only downloaded it to follow the other mates.

He don’t know how to delete it and he can’t be bothered to anymore.

A one hit wonder that left the world gagged✨

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The Greatest

I'm trying to break the habit of letting my fics collect dust in my drafts.

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The greatest friendships often start with 'Who the fuck are you?'

In your case, your greatest friendship started with pointing a loaded gun to his chest.

Sylus picked up on the second ring. Above the muffled gunshots in the background, he purred. "Yes?"

You touch a petal of one of the chrysanthemums in the newest bouquet. "Oh. Who did you piss off this time?"

A deep, rich laugh. "Why do you immediately assume I'm the one to blame? Is it so far fetched―" tires screeching, followed by a loud thud, "―that they provoked me this time?"

You should tell the Association. You had the leader of Onychinus on speed dial for something as simple as a flower bouquet. It's been months since you first left the N109 Zone alive, and two weeks since you last yelled Sylus out of a room during your period. With each passing day, your plausible deniability grew weaker.

"Did you like the flowers, sweetie?"

Friends very rarely used that nickname between each other. You wondered if there was some unspoken rule obliging you to call him sweetie in the same platonic context, but after hearing him describe you as besties to your coworkers, you were convinced it wasn't that deep... Right?

"I can't do my job if I'm too relaxed," your fingers trail a line to the petals of pale jasmine, their soothing scent burrowing its way into your anxious mind. "You're distracting me, Mister Onychinus." I love the flowers. Thank you.

You had shit to do―Sylus isn't supposed to be able to distract you. Work doesn't care if you're worried or frustrated, as long as the job was done. A bouquet of the most calming assortment of flowers you've seen is designed to sabotage whatever progress you make.

But he was paying attention to you.

"If I was distracting you, Miss Hunter," Sylus teased. "You would know." You're welcome. I'm happy to help.

Then, with both command and plea in your voice, you say, "Clean your guns here while I work. Distract me in person... After you're done there."

For a few harrowing beats, there was only the screeching of metal against metal, followed by the thud of a car door. "Give me thirty minutes."

That was another thing―Sylus was fast. He was ridiculously quick at making time to hang out, especially whenever you get assertive like this. It made no difference if he was in the middle of some shady deal you're choosing to ignore as a Hunter, or what sounds like a shootout over the phone, Sylus was eager to carve out time for you. He flirts, but when all was said and done, you've slept and woken up in the same room as him several times at this point.

You smirk. "I don't know, dude. Those gunshots are starting to sound like two hours."

"I'll take care of it." you could hear that smile from his voice. "Thirty minutes, kitten."

You weren't entirely sure you were breathing. "Wear your gray shirt."

What the hell did you say just now?

Sylus giggled over the faint sound of dying men. "As you wish."

What the fuck did he just say?

You were blushing by the time the call ended, stomping your foot in the middle of the kitchen to release some of those feelings from your system. A Deepspace Hunter, giggling like a little schoolgirl. "Goddamnit."

The bouquet was witness to your pacing, your smiling despite the clear ethical lines drawn between you and Sylus. Friends, from the way he expects nothing in return for sending these flowers; something possibly more, from how giddy and warm it feels whenever he made time for you.

Goddamnit, indeed.

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No.

No, you can't do this to me.

Don't make me!

@chimckenns I'd rather duel you right now than choose

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Dont even let me sniff out that you want to be friends with me seconds before following me. I will blast through your dms. I'm not gonna be nonchalant about making friends online ever

unfortunately I am a yapper and I am an oversharer i am just not a nonchalant mysterious person

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David was surprised to learn that Angel was bad with kids. 

Well, Angel says they're bad with kids—there's a difference. But the first time he introduced them to the pack, he paid attention to the way Angel didn't want to move as the shifters' children sniffed and licked them. They slouched in order to take up as less space as possible.

And when Sweetheart's little nephew stayed the night that Milo was out on a three-day job, Angel had been the one with a duffel bag's worth of toys to help look after him. Milo told David when he returned that he found their mates asleep with the little snot, snoring soundly on either side of him. 

Angel's friendship with Darlin' was heavily influenced by the similar ways they hesitate to hold babies. But Angel didn't even need David's help when Greg Keaton handed over his months-old granddaughter—Angel supported the baby's head and nestled her little body into their arms like it was second nature. "Is there a more comfortable way to hold her, since she's a wolf?" Angel whispered to Darlin', thinking David and Greg wouldn't hear. Greg was already smiling when David caught his eye. 

Asher welcomed his sister and her family when they visited, and Angel gravitated to the four year old girl that clung to Madelyn's sleeve. "You smell like Uncle David." Was the first thing the kid said to Angel. 

Angel giggled, and David could only imagine their children with that very same laugh. "I would hope so. I'm his mate." 

Asher's niece blinked. "But you're human." 

"And you're a werewolf." They smirked, challenging. "What's your point, little lady?" 

"Yeah, little lady. What's your point?" Asher ruffled the girl's hair as he walked past.

If Angel being 'bad with kids' was an umbrella term for their lightning fast reflexes whenever a toddler they knew was about to topple over, or for how they soothed a young wolf who had gotten so emotional about the pain of transformation, then David supposed his mate was the worst person to ever live. 

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Warden who developed a taste for sadism above every other emotion.

Warden who loses their reluctance in interacting with Vega after he was restored during one moment only: when they had one sadistic mortal between them.

Warden whose expression flickers with something untamed and demonic when they stand face to face with someone sadistic. Vega notices, and remembers one key fact about inchoates: they are always hungry.

Warden whose entire body convulses with uncontrollable delight as they consume sadism, and Vega who is torn between envy and fear as he witnesses this. Vega is unsure if he is envious of the sadistic mortal or Warden.

Warden who comfortably takes their true form and comfortably uses their magic after feeding. "This is my power," they answer Vega, when he once asked the reason behind it. "Why shouldn't I be shameless to use it?"

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Old Vega goes "It'll take more than that to make me flinch" and this is the same bitch that told Warden to run before he died

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Gotta say, “what is that” is a new response to my dick

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Angel loved him. They knew he loved him, from how passionately they made love to how casually he cooked for them.

That understanding often suffocated the alpha's mate whenever David laughed.

Asher, Milo, and Darlin' all counted as the second contenders to making David cackle. On one of their game nights, they've taken the living room while Angel was having a spa day with Sam and Babe in the spare bedroom. Angel was on their way to the kitchen when they heard a deep belly laugh, frankly bordering on bronchitis, that caused them to giggle as well.

Peeping over the threshold to the living room, they saw David throwing his head back on the couch, laughing. He wiped tears on his face, not noticing Asher, Milo, and Darlin' tenderly watching him.

The Beta spotted Angel standing at the doorway. Angel lifted a forefinger to their lips. Quiet.

"You're a fucking idiot." David giggled as he palmed Asher's entire face, gently pushing him away. Milo and Darlin' shifted their focus back to the game. "Why would you say that, Ash? Jeez." A light, easy sigh escaped him.

Angel propped themself off the doorway to leave when David noticed their presence, like some sick Spidey Sense for werewolves. "Angel, hey. You need me for something?"

They faced him, and there it was. The light in his eyes, the lingering laughter that made him look even more devastatingly handsome. Holy fucking airball, indeed. "No, honey. I'm good. You guys having fun?"

"Do I have permission to beat your mate's ass?" Milo called over his shoulder. David's jaw dropped in an incredulous, dramatic gasp. There he is. There's David.

"You can certainly try!" Angel giggled, making their way back. "Alright, bye! Love you, Davey!"

"I love you!" He called out after them. "I love you so much!!"

God. Angel massaged the spot below their collarbone, where their heart pounded with so much love it might implode them. Good god.

The day Angel heard David laughing, head thrown back and smile lines visible as he laughed from his chest, they fell in love with him all over again.

His whole face lit up, changing his intimidating demeanour, and he looked like he went back in time ten years with how youthful he looked - like he was a teenager again, laughing without a worry in the world.

They didn’t know a lot of what was behind it, but David had a lot on his shoulders, they could tell. The leader of the pack, the company, and the burden of a legacy on his shoulders. He’s been so focused on helping others he didn’t leave much time for himself, hence, he didn’t laugh as much as he should. He didn’t smile that much either, and even if he did, it rarely reached his eyes. He looked like he lived five years older than his actual age sometimes.

Angel decided it would be their mission to change that.

They wanted to see those smile lines and hear that laugh again. The kind that is genuine and involuntary, the kind that you only do out of pure happiness.

But little did they know, David had already smiled more than he ever thought he would again.

When Angel was asleep, he’d smile as he stroked their hair as they lay on his chest, still in disbelief that they loved him.

When they weren’t looking he’d smile, admiring their beauty and the way they seemed to put their heart on their sleeve all the time.

When David came back from work to find Angel on the couch, asleep, waiting for him, he’d lean down with a smile and kiss their forehead. He’d take the advantage of the quiet moment and whisper words of love to them.

Angel just hadn’t seen it.

But now they do.

The longer they dated, the more David smiled. He never intended to hide it before, but now he does it so much that Angel sees it everyday.

His smile lines are carved deeper now, and Angel traces them with their fingers when they’re sitting on his lap, waiting for him to finish work. They were beautiful.

They hear him laughing a lot more too. A deep chuckle from the chest as he shook his head, catching them eating ramen again. It didn’t take a lot to make him laugh now. Angel would sometimes revisit old habits on purpose to hear him laugh again, not that David knows.

Somewhere in the distance a little empathy demon watches, giggling before fading away.