#(WHERE HES NO DOUBT GONNA CRUSH HER PLANS CAUSE WELL HE CANT GO OUT AT NIGHT

[heartsacrosstime]

@iinuasha

"Wow! You did such a good job on your test, Inu! Much better than your last one!" She speaks with pride as she sees the improved score. It wasn't a top mark, but she wasn't exactly the best in class either. Still, she was proud of him for all the hard work he put in and how that hard work paid off, especially since she helped him through this process with their study sessions.

"Oh! We should celebrate! Why don't we go out for some food tonight? I hear a new place just opened up near campus that is supposed to have the best tonkatsu ramen!"

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[parkersbliss]

hey could i request a kaz fic with prompts: 001, 007 and 041? pleasee let it end in fluff i can’t bare angst after your last fic lol <3

yes ofc ofc, kaz fluff for you

Dead Man | K. Brekker

prompts: 001: “Why do you care?” 007: “Give me one good reason.” 041: “I cant stand the sight of you in someone else’s arms!”

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Kaz wasn’t a jealous person. That’s what he tells himself, but he believes it’s far from true. Then again, he didn’t have to believe it to be true. He seems to lie to himself a lot. He’s also noticed he seems to lie a lot more when you’re involved.

His favorite lie would have to be, I’m not in love with (Y/N). He definitely was.

But Kaz Brekker was too prideful to ever admit that. Being in love gave you a weakness, and Kaz was not weak. Far from it, actually. He was the most feared man in Ketterdam. There was a reason he was successful, and that was simply because he didn’t have a weakness.

Well, a weakness that people knew about.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Jesper asked, casting a sideways glance at you.

Kaz rolls his eyes, slamming his hands down on the table. “Unless you have a better one, I suggest you shut up.”

Jesper opens his mouth to object, but he shakes his head and shuts up.

Good, he knows better.

“Looking good is a Jesper talent, isn’t it?”

Jesper straightens his back and his jacket, brushing his thumb against his lip. “Why yes, it is.”

“Then I don’t see the problem. You just have to do it with (Y/N).”

You nod, bumping shoulders with the Zemeni boy. “Yeah, we could be a great power couple.”

Jesper laughs nervously, looking at Kaz and seeing the slightest hint of murder in his eyes. There was nothing wrong with the plan except the part where Jesper has to play your boyfriend when Kaz has the biggest crush on you known to man. Jesper knew better than to get in his way. He would really prefer to keep his life than get his head chopped off with a single look.

“You both know your target?” Kaz asked.

You and Jesper nod.

“Good. Get in, get the info and get out. No gambling and no drinking.” He points an accusing finger at Jesper. “I don’t think I have to explain that to you, (Y/N). Any objections?”

Jesper shakily raises his hand. “Yes, so why can’t you go as (Y/N)’s boyfriend?”

Inej looks to Jesper with raised eyebrows. “Are you serious right now?”

“I just think that they would make a more convincing couple!”

“Jesper,” Kaz said lowly, and he knows he’s in for it. “When I say you’re posing as (Y/N)’s boyfriend, you are posing as her boyfriend. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal,” Jesper squeaks.

Kaz pulls back, slapping his cane on the ground and leaning his hands on it. When Jesper doesn’t move, he rolls his eyes, “Well, get to it!”

“Right!” Jesper said, scrambling to get out of the room.

“He seems awfully nervous,” You said.

“I’ll go check on him,” Inej said, passing by you with a smile.

That leaves you and Kaz.

“You were a bit harsh on him, don’t you think?” You asked.

Kaz shrugs. “Not really. It’s Jesper.”

“I think you scared the poor boy half to death.”

Kaz raises a single brow at you. “I don’t see an issue. He still has half to go.”

You let out a soft chuckle, and Kaz swears his heart stops for just a moment. He could listen to it forever.

“Is there a reason you’re so adamant about him being my fake boyfriend?”

“He’s the best choice.”

“Right.”

“You beg to differ?”

You shake your head, “Not at all.”

Kaz knows you did, but he doesn’t say anything. “You should get ready.”

You nod, “Yeah, I should. I’ll see you after, boss.”

…

“Wow,” Jesper said, offering his arm to you. “You look dazzling.”

“I learn from the best,” You wink, looping your arm through his.

Kaz’s lips are pursed into a straight line, and Jesper will be grateful when he’s out of his sight and range.

“Inej and I will be across the street. You know what to do if it goes south.”

“Sure do, Boss,” Jesper replied, eager to leave.

Kaz nods, stepping back, and you both enter the club. He leads you towards the bar and takes a seat. You stand next to him, scanning the crowd for the target.

“Put your arm around my waist,” You hiss to Jesper when you spot him.

“I don’t know about that,” Jesper laughed nervously.

“Jesper.”

“Okay!”

He slips an arm around your waist, nervously looking around to ensure Kaz can’t see. When he’s sure he’s safe, he relaxes a bit more. Everything goes smooth as you wait for your target to come over. You didn’t want to lure him in case that made you both more suspicious. It takes longer than both of you want, but eventually, he makes it to the only open seat in the bar; the one next to you.

He orders a few shots and Jesper makes the first move. “Rough night?”

He groans. “You have no idea.”

“Try me.”

“I’m Archer,” The target said, but of course, you already knew that. He was working for a Mercher, who rumor had it - recently imported something worth millions. Kaz wanted to know what it was and if it was worth it.

“Roman,” Jesper grinned, sticking out a hand.

“And what about this pretty lady?”

You gave him your fake name with a smile as you shuffle closer to Jesper.

“Boss is treating me like shit,” Archer groans, taking a shot. Jesper offers to pay for more. The tipsier he got, the more he would spill. “We got this new import the other week, been on high security since. Doubled my hours, didn’t double my pay.”

“New import? What could be so valuable?”

Archer shrugs. “I have no idea. Not allowed to tell, anyway. Sorry bud.”

“That’s a damn shame.”

Archer leans in, alcohol evident in his breath and you almost choke. “Between you and me, I think it’s some new weapon from Novyi Zem.”

There it was.

Jesper raises his brows. “Do you know what kind?”

“Some kind of gun, or guns.”

Jesper leans back. “Huh. I assume he keeps them in the back.”

Archer shakes his head. “No, he’s too cautious with this. He keeps in the vault in the basement.”

“A vault? Must be worth a lot.”

“Top security clearance. He has it scan his eyes, then his fingerprint and a password to get in.”

“My god,” Jesper laughed. “That’s a lot.”

Archer takes another shot. “You’re telling me.”

You don’t say much, playing the part of dumb arm candy. Your eyes wander the club when you spot a familiar face. He’s walking towards you.

You take a deep breath, turning your head to Jesper. You lean in to whisper, “We got someone coming towards us. He knows us. We need to hide.”

“How?”

“Kiss me.”

“You are out of your mind,” Jesper hisses. God, if Kaz found out, he would be dead in seconds.

“It’s that or death. I promise I don’t bite.”

“Are you two okay?” Archer asked.

Jesper coughs, pushing you off. “Yes, the misses it just eager to get home.”

Archer nods. “I see. I should get going too.”

Jesper lets him. You already got enough information.

“Jesper,” You whisper, tugging on his coat.

He was a dead man either way.

He grabs your face, kissing you with his eyes closed. It doesn’t mean anything to either of you. It’s just the difference between life and death for now. He can see the person leave out of the corner of his eyes. He’s about to pull back when a cane slams the bar floor. Jesper jumps back.

He is so dead.

Kaz's eyes blaze with something much more than rage, and Jesper doesn’t doubt it’s for him.

“Kaz,” you breathe out.

“We’re done here.”

Jesper stands up from the bar, letting go of you. “Yes, we are.”

He practically runs out of there, leaving you with a very pissed-off Kaz.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

He ignores you and walks away.

“Kaz?” You shout, catching up with him.

“What?” He snaps, never looking at you as you walk back to the slat. Jesper was gone, probably hiding somewhere. Inej was covering for him, but Kaz pays no mind.

“We got the information. Why are you so mad?”

Kaz throws open the door to his office, standing behind his desk and finally looking up. “You want to know why I’m so mad?”

“Yes!”

“Because you kissed Jesper!”

“What?” You asked. You couldn’t understand why he was so mad about that. He was the one who assigned him as your partner. “Why do you care?”

It’s not meant to come off rude, you just didn’t understand.

Kaz purses his lips and looks the other way. He can’t bring himself to say why; he won’t admit his weakness.

“Give me one good reason,” You beg. “I’m not mad at you, Kaz. I just don’t underst-”

“I can’t stand the sight of you in someone else’s arms!”

That’s not what you expected. However, it makes your stomach do flips. You swallow the butterflies.

“Then why did you partner Jesper and me together?” You asked softly.

Kaz sighs, “I thought I could prove to myself that I wasn’t in love with you by seeing you with him.”

You snort. “And how did that work out?”

“It didn’t.”

“So what are you gonna do about it?”

Kaz can hear the mischief in your voice. He’s expecting rejection, but you sound happy.

“I think I’m going to admit that I’m in love with you,” he said, turning back around to face you.

“Well, that’s good,” You grin, grabbing his coat and pulling him the slightest bit closer. He doesn’t pull away. “Cause I’m in love with you too.”

[handcoversheart-76]

Peter starts wearing these sweaters- big and soft and warm. The sleeves hang a little bit past his wrists and the material has all of these little fuzzy lint balls, so when he steps into the sunlight that's streaming from the window he looks like he's glowing. Sometimes he'll wear one that's off-white and he'll look like the swirl of Sam's french vanilla latte with a sprinkle of cinnamon that he gets in an early morning (just a coffee with a little milk for Peter though), and sometimes he'll wear one that's dark green and rich, making the depth in his brown eyes widen and the intensity in his face deepen when he's lost in thought.

Sam spends a lot of time looking at Peter now. More than he did before. And he looked at him a lot before. He's not even ashamed to admit it. It's one of his official pastimes now- work on American Vandal with Peter, talk to Gabi about Peter, and look at Peter while he wears his sweaters.

He spends a lot of time wondering about Peter too.

He wonders whether Peter's sweaters are actually as soft as the seem in the glow of the morning. He wonders if the inside is scratchy against the skin- or maybe it's fuzzy like the Sherpa pullovers Gabi and her friends wear. He wonders about the warmth collected there, about the way Peter will stand when he's deep in thought, his arms crossed, hands tucked under his own armpits, chewing at his bottom lip. He wonders whether the sweater smells like him at the end of the day- like old books stored in a library and eraser shavings and vanilla from the servings of his mom's tres leches that he brought in to split with Sam at lunch.

"-television light will make the film seem crisp, but we don't want the subjects to look like they're undergoing a surgery," Peter is saying, flipping through ring light options. A bulb busted on their old one- they've been placing bets on it to see how long it'd last. Sam said at least a week. Peter said three days. Giving over ten bucks for losing was worth it when Peter did that knowing little tsk at him that makes Sam's stomach flutter. "Maybe we can try something softer to change things up. Make things seem more inviting."

Sam absently wonders if Peter's philosophy works with clothing too- the softer the better.

It certainly serves to make things more inviting.

"-or, I don't know, harsh is cool, I mean, we want to be taken seriously, right?"

Sam has just enough mind to make a noise of agreement. Only half of him is paying attention. the other half is wondering whether Peter's neck is warm under the collar of his coffee colored sweater. maybe if Sam tucked his fingers under there, pressed against the warm skin, nudged against the beating pulse that's hidden away-

"-maybe I'll buy an elephant lamp and put it right in the middle of the room by the subject's feet so that when we film there's an elephant silhouette going across their faces."

Sam blinks. "What?" He croaks.

Peter glares halfheartedly. "I knew you weren't listening. Should I go light shopping by myself? Cause i wouldn't mind cashing this in as an spam favor."

Sam flushes, shaking his head, knocking his brain back on track. "I- no, I'm listening. Save your spam for this weekend or something cause I want to clock mine in for the week of winter break."

"The week of winter break?" Peter frowns. "What type of favor are you gonna ask for?"

Sam's mouth moves faster than his brain does, and he goes, "I might be cold."

"Y- you might be cold?"

"Yes." Sam says blankly. He wants to pass away. "Cold. That is what I will be on the week of winter break. Maybe. Possibly."

"Are you planning to be cold or is this just-" Peter cuts himself off, interrupting his own line of thinking the way that he does sometimes and Sam, not for the first time, wants to kiss his nose. "How am I supposed to help you with this?"

"Sweaters." And that's the only thing that comes out of his stupid, gay mouth.

Oh god.

Peter's nose wrinkles. "You mean my sweaters?"

Sam just nods miserably. He's so far down. He might as well keep digging.

"You..." Peter falters, squints, tilts his head like a Labrador puppy. "You want to cash in your favor by asking my for my sweaters when you're cold?"

"You always look really warm?" Sam says, voice rising and making it a question. It's the only excuse he can think of, sue him.

Peter is quiet for a moment. Thinking. Sam is also thinking. He's thinking about how quickly he could get out of this situation if he stood up, went over to the window, unlocked it and just pitched himself out face first. It would be fine he decides. He'd plead a bout of insanity and then Peter will write off this whole sweater spiel as a figment of Sam's mental break and everything will be like it never happened.

Besides, a broken face is better than a bout of embarrassment. A broken face would only last for, what, a year and some change tops? Embarrassment lasts for a lifetime.

Sam is still mulling over his window plan when peter peels off his sweater- which, oh my god malfunction, malfunction, there is a brief flash of skin right in front of Sam, oh my god- and chucks it at Sam. Sam fumbles to catch it, blinking with huge eyes.

Peter looks a little bit red as he adjusts his tee. "There- uh- so you don't have to waste your favor on being cold."

"oh." Sam doesn't dare look down at the sweater in his hands. "Um. Thank you."

Peter nods jerkily, eyes drifting to the side. "Don't mention it. Anyway, so- the light-"

And Peter turns away, determinedly moving right along while Sam is still stuck where he is, stuck in that moment. He turns his gaze down at the sweater in his hands, fingers clenching around the heavy wool. Peter is still talking and Sam is not paying attention, now overcome with the need to pull the sweater over his head as quickly as possible, like he'd be able to feel Peter still in it if he tried. When he does, he finds that the inside is soft like he expected, and the warmth of it melts into Sam’s bones- but the whole of it all was realizing yes, Peter is sugar sweet like homemade cakes and dusty from the morning show storage room and Sam thinks he's drunk off of this- really, it's almost too much to have.

Peter turns back around and for a brief moment Sam thinks he's been caught. Not just not paying attention, but also actively pining like a true weirdo of a best friend- smelling the sweater is going to be the final straw, he's sure of it, this is just getting pathetic now-

But Peter just pauses, eyes wide, a strange look on his face. "Oh." he says, like that is supposed to mean something to Sam.

"Pete?" He questions carefully. "You okay? You look like you're about to pass out."

"Yes!" Peter says, and it comes out strangled. "No! I mean- I mean, yes, I'm okay and no I will not pass out. Maybe. Um- you- you're- uh- are you warm now?"

Sam nods. "Yes. Very. This is- it's a nice sweater."

"You should keep it." Peter blurts. "It looks better on you."

Sam highly doubts that, but Peter has never seen himself walk into the morning show film room with that one black braided turtleneck, cheeks colored and half of his face tucked away from the cold. Peter has never seen himself take a break from researching to stretch up to the sky so far that the hem creeps up to show his stomach. Peter doesn't know that Sam thinks about slipping his cold hands under there, brushing along the plains of warm skin that he can only steal glances of.

"I don't think-" Sam goes to say but Peter is shaking his head, throat working.

"No really, and uh, borrow my sweaters anytime you need to. Any of them. All of them." He finishes, looking half mortified and half like he was impulsed to say this- like if he didn't get it out it would be rattling around in his head for days.

"When I'm cold?" Sam clarifies.

"When you're cold."

"Well, I should say, I get cold a lot." Sam says slowly. "Like, very often. Annoying often."

"It wouldn't be annoying." Peter reassures. "And I've got lots of sweaters- I can't wear them all at once. We can- we can share them."

Sam nearly passes out right then and there. The thought of tugging at Peter's sleeve in the middle of working and having him peel it off right then and there to give to him is- it's very-

well, Gabi would say that's very boyfriend-ish Sam in that tone she takes sometimes. Her, i-cant-believe-youre-sitting-here-pining-at-me-instead-of-going-and-talking-to-him, tone.

"That sounds good." Sam manages. And he manages to not sound too excited or lovesick or absolutely mental- just a normal, regular, casual tone for all the normal, regular, casual things that are happening. It's all good.

"Good." Peter says, and he also sounds normal and regular and casual. His arms are bare because Sam is wearing his sweater and Sam might be a little bit high on the feeling but it's okay, this can just be another normal, regular causal thing that they do. Exchanging clothes just like actual boyfriends do- literally no big deal.

And yeah, maybe he might call Gabi later to scream but that's normal and regular and casual too. It is all good. Seriously.

For now, he just slides off the desk and joins Peter at the computer, letting their shoulders brush and then just- not moving away. Peter kind of sways a little like he's dizzy but nudges back and presses there.

"So, this elephant light-" Sam says, glowingly happy and brilliantly lucky. He's got Peter and a new sweater and a crush that makes his head all scrambled and his chest a mess. "That doesn't have to just be a joke-"

"Sam, I'm going to kill you, honestly."

~ gifted to @grasslandgirl and @aberfaeth bc this fandom is how you met and that is the most adorable thing ever

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

Dimmed Lights (Pt.4)

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"Mooooooommmm! Where's my rainbow socks!" Roman had been tearing up his bedroom the whole day looking for something decent, he was going out for coffee today with Virgil, Janus, and Hestia, and he'd rather have died than look bad.

"They should be in the dryer!" His mom called, Roman rushed down the stairs and dug around for them, racing back up to finish his outfit.

He'd decided on a sports top with thin rainbow stripes after the sleeve-straps, a red skirt, the socks, and black boots, as well as of course, a red hoodie.

"Oh Roman that's not nearly enough glitter, do you want people to think you're straight?" Roman's mother said, laughing as she applied some clear glitter under his eyes and over the red and gold eyeshadow he'd put on, as well as a few dashes of it over his red lipstick.

"Ew mom why would I ever want that?" Roman said with an exaggerated gagging motion.

"Alright sweetheart you go have fun ok? And if anyone gives you trouble just keep your head up," Roman's mother smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder. Roman merely nodded and took off out of the house.

"Roman!!!" Hestia had appearently decided to get there early, as Roman was pulled into a hug that might as well have crushed his spine as soon as he got to the coffee shop.

"Hey Hes-" Roman said, taking in a sharp breath when she let go. Her hair was pulled into a braid, and she was wearing a white and mint green dress with white sandals to match.

"I was gonna place our orders and then I forgot that I dont know what coffee you like so I went to text you but now you're here so I guess we can just wait for Janus and Virgil-" Hestia continued on this tirade of planning for a good few minutes, so long in fact that by the time she finished, Virgil and Janus had gotten there to.

Virgil, as expected, had sprung for a more lolita goth style, with a frilly dress and black lace fingerless gloves, as well as lacy black stockings and black knee-high boots. Janus was wearing a cape with gold embroidery, a white polo, black jeans, black boots, and a hat.

"If I didnt know any better I'd say you two were trying to upstage me," Roman said with a grin.

"Oh no Janus just refuses to leave the house unless he looks like he is a vampire or like hes going to kill a vampire," Virgil said, smirking.

"Oh my dear I'd never hurt you like that, it would be much to distressing," Janus said, Virgil gave him an offended glare. Hestia let out a small laugh, causing the other two boys to look at her.

"And you must be Hestia?" Janus said, Hestia nodded.

"Well, are we gonna get coffee or what? I havent had any since ten minutes ago." Virgil said. Janus laughed and nudged him in the side slightly.

"Hes right though, going this long without coffee is basically a crime," Roman said, laughing.

"Oooohhh! Can we get cake pops?" Hestia said, tilting her head.

"Absolutely." Virgil said, eyes lighting up.

"Ah ah ah- didnt you say you were gonna lay off the sugar since it kept making you sick?" Janus said, raising an eyebrow at Virgil. Virgil paused for a second before crossing his arms and pouting.

"Awe c'mon! One cake pop cant hurt can it?" Hestia said, Virgil smiled slightly, looking back at Janus, who threw his hands up in exasperation.

After a minute or so of talking the four of them finally decided to get their food and drinks.

"So I asked them what they were eating of course, they told me to try it, and it burned my mouth! They said it wasnt even spicy!" They'd been talking about friends, well, three if them had, Roman merely listened, Remus had basically been the only thing close to a friend he'd ever had, and he doubted that was normal.

"Roman? You're awfully quiet, is something wrong?" Janus said, resting a hand on Roman's shoulder.

"Hm? Oh uh- yeah- I'm alright-" Roman said, brushing him off. The other three teens at the table exchanged looks, Roman fidgeted with his jacket, wishing he could just disappear into it.

"I'll- be right back," Roman said, rushing off to the bathroom. He splashed some water in his face, all memory of his makeup forgotten, and then he noticed something.

His tattoos, which that morning had been faded and dull and clearly fake, were suddenly as colorful as the day he'd gotten them. He blinked a few times, unsure of whether this was real or not. Eventually, he decided it was probably lighting. He pulled his hood over his head and walked back out.

"I'm gonna head home, I'm- not feeling to good," Roman said, rushing off before anyone else could ask questions.

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The Ground Rules

Geralt lays down the law with the help of yennefer after catching the reader haveing a bit of me time in the bath.

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Ok this took all day as i couldnt stop tweaking it and i got to the point iv just got to step back and throw it out there or im gonna scream.Any way this is to go along with pastry negotiations its based after that one so could be considered part two? can be read stand alone tho in all honesty these modern reader inserts are gonna jump about in timeline cos my plot bunnys are twats. Im basing my Ciri on a mix of mature netflix Ciri and slightly mischievous witcher 3 Ciri. Any way i hope you enjoy this one im pretty pleased with it xx 

WARNING: Adult Themes, Smut, DubCon Swearing MxFxF 18+

Dont like it dont read it.

Geralt snaps when you take matters into your own hands.

The Ground Rules

"Well someone is excited" Jaskier drolled as he watched your form slowly creating distance between you as you marched ahead.

As the small rickety town came into veiw you cried out a victorious and dramatic "still alive" causing eye rolls and chuckles in the group. Honestly this was the first real town you'd come to since being here and you were thrilled. Sure you'd passed a tiny smattering of houses four or so days ago where you'd traded for some bread, tiny amount of dried meat and a few other essentials oh! and yenn had managed to replace your pastry to the amusment of the resident witcher. They'd both been more open with you since the whole pastry incident-which you thought was an off handed comment on yennefers part but she and geralt had since indicated otherwise.

The people in the village had mentioned of a near by town that was rumoured to have a contract out on a nest of some monster thingamajigs that you hadn't botherd to remeber the name of .You looked down the verge towards the town with immediate thoughts of eat, bathe and sleep- on a bed, a real fucking bed ,ok so it wont be a temper mattress but you could live with that-oh my fucking god hot water,a nice loooong soak you moaned in your throat the thought alone brought tears to your eyes. You walked ahead trying to usher the group.

And maybe you could have your own room. Honestly sharing a bed with the couple was becoming an issue for you,your crush on them was definatly getting out of control now constantly blushing under their heated glances and they are becoming more touchy feely, Hands lingering longer than nesscasary or leaning in so close so thier breath tickled the hairs on your neck basically doing anything to get you flustered and you swear to god yesterday yennefer copped a feel whilst helping you threw a small steam which you didn't need help with;not that she listened. Bottom line you were becoming sexualy frustrated pretty much staying in a constant state of arousal a night away from them to take care of business would be very much appreciated. 

"Come ooooonnnn guys keep up" you turned looking back at them drawing out your whine befor resuming towards the town

"Someone should catch up with her she looks like a girl on a mission" Yennefer commented 

"Yes. Ciri would you keep her near the main gate and out of trouble while we settle roach in the stables ,here take her this she should cover up befor anyone gets any ideas" geralt grunted as your form began to dissapear down the brow of the hill ,ciri looked between the two before shrugging grabbing his offered cloak then ran to catch up with you.

You glanced to the side as you heard footsteps noticing Ciri fall in step with you she held out his cloak.

"Here geralt said to cover up before people get any ideas" you sighed it wasnt your fault his shirt hung off of you showing a large amount of shoulder and chest luckily when the hoover portal of doom sucked you in you were in fleece lined black leggings that had been durable enough to survive the last 3 weeks on the road(your stitch t shirt hadn't survived your initial fall) because you doubt he'd have anything your hips would get in to. Rolling your eyes you pulled the heavy fabric across your shoulders repostioning it so that it wasnt draging on the floor to much but was still sheilding your body. 

"He's such a dad" Ciri giggled nodding in agreement befor reciting what esle geralt had requested ordered. You scoffed shaking your head

"So he doesnt even trust me to walk through a town, he does realise im an adult right? That i can do things with out causing trouble. i mean for god sake im not jaskier" she snorted 

"I think its more like he doesnt want other men trying to sleep with you" you did a double take 

"The hell you know about that sort of shit? has Jaskier been corrupting you?"

 A knowing smirk crossed her face as she held her hands up coming to a halt facing you just inside the wooden gates of the town.

"You think i havent noticed whats going on by myself, Geralt likes you so does yenn jaskiers noticed to, think he's going to write a song" 

"He better bloody not and anyway maybe i want to find a companion for the night." You announced tersely crossing your arms only to freeze as you heard a growl from behind you.

"Oh yes, i may have forgot to mention that witchers are senses are really sensetive" she smiled sweetly, you gaped why were you only being told this now. Looking between her and the others approaching.

"Wh-what how the fuck you leave that out? d-do you think he heard us? from back there" She nodded 

"Most definitely" you gulped feeling yourself shrink into Geralts cloak a little at the looks you received from Geralt and Yennefer as he spoke to her telling her what youd just said.oh fuck.

"when you say senses you mean all of 'em? Not just one or two?" hoping beyond hope that something had been lost in translation.

"Nope all of them sight, smell, hearing the whole lot" she replied watching the colour drain from your horror sticken face. You'd been getting wet over the past few days. And the realisation that he probably knew embarrassed the shit out of you. Geralt smirked obviously he heard.You were so fucked.he knew and if he knew then she knew.oh my god. You were sooo fucked.'whelp there goes my dignity' you thought. He strode past you to the mediocre stables with roach in toe ready to hitch her for the night.Jaskier and yenn followed pulling some of the bags off of the horse then passing them out to their respective owners. Geralt then stood before you all giving you all the 'game plan' as you call it.

"we will find an inn and eat after that you get settled in for the night whist i see about this contract."

"don't bother about me tonight im going to catch myself a young fair maiden for the night" you scoffed at Jaskier's announcement drawing his attention

"Sounding like a creeper there Jask, what? you gonna do throw a net in the tavern? don't think they'd take to kindly to that" he huffed through his nose aggravated. 

"No im going to sing in the tavern and lure a beauty to my side for the night" you played along widening your eyes in false realization

"oohh so your gonna go pay for it, how does it work exactly is it by hour or-" Geralt quickly intervened covering your mouth one to stop the inevitable spat and two before you could corrupt Ciri any further Jaskier deadpanned giving you a flat look.

"you're welcome to come find out for yourself im sure your just Itching  to get some relief-"

"JASKIER! you go ahead at least try to keep a bit of coin back this time" Jaskier 1 Y/n 0.

You glowered behind Geralt's hand as he dismissed the smirking bard who turned on his heel prancing off quite pleased with himself. You smacked Geralt's hand away wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before slowly making your way down the street into town.It had taken nearly half an hour to find a decent inn that had room for the four of you. A room with two double beds that had a heavy curtain to split the room into two it was usually rented by traveling families. You groaned as you walked in, now you really couldn't take care of business, you followed Ciri as she placed her bag on the bed on the left following suit you placed yours on the other half of it only to have Yennefer quickly relocated it to her side of the other bed. Ciri snorted giving you a knowing look.you sighed then stomped across the room. Knowing all to well that it was futile to argue with the sorceress ,the witcher was stubborn but she was something else. Geralt handed a small pouch of coin to Yennefer.

"This is for the new clothes Ciri needs a thicker cloak preferably fur lined maybe new boots to not sure how long those will last in the mountains." yennefer hummed as she pocketed the money. 

"And the clothes for Y/n as well?" 

"Yes, should be enough there for what we discussed if not i'v got a bit more saved" you raised your brows blinking at them.

"err what was discussed? guys? what did you talk about? was it about me? helloooo" you waved as they ignored you.Yennefer pulled off her cloak leaving it on her side of the bed. you and Ciri followed their lead only for Geralt the tug yours back across you giving a sharp look as you rolled your eyes.The group made its way down into the quiet main room of the family run inn where you were served a meal of roast beef with vegetable trimmings ,before you knew it Geralt had left to find out about the contract with a final 'Behave' thrown in your direction.To which you grunted in response,too full to even tell him to 'jog on' - a phrase that still frustrated the witcher as he didn't know the meaning-. Yennefer had asked for a bath before your meal which you were just informed was ready leaving you alone with the sorceress. You had all decided Ciri would have the bath first then you, yennefer and finally geralt if he was back before it got cold.

"I cant breath" yennefer laughed out loud you rubbed your tummy closing your eyes

"I mean honestly, I think theres food in my lungs" groaning leaning back against the chair she gave a sympathetic smile

"Well you did inhale your food, maybe next time take it easy."

"Can you blame me, been the first meat iv recognized since i got here" It was true so far you'd been living on meats that you wouldn't have necessarily chose to eat back home rabbit,mutton venison ect.

"After we've bathed we will rest for the day but tomorrow we have to run over to the seamstress and get your new clothes, not sure how long we will be here and might have to order some or have them taken up,you are a little thing.Might have to have some leather work done too." you squinted pointing an accusing finger at her

"You calling me a midget? we going for shots now are we?" she smiled sheepishly

"No .no shots?. i just meant your petite don't worry its very cute. Anyway we are only picking up the basics a few day dresses ,Riding clothes boots that sort of thing" you blinked owlishly flushing as she called you cute. 

"Riding clothes yes. Dresses no thank you" she stared unblinking at you for a few moments making you squirm at the calm expectant gaze that was getting heavier by the second, it was like the eyes of a mother when you'd been caught doing some dumb shit you knew you shouldn't be doing.

"Stop it....Yenn no... cant i just get something like Geralt has..please... i'd be much more comfortable...even Jaskier i mean im not one for the puffy bits but 'd make do....."

she blinked slowly

"Oh fine but only one or two no more and your not getting rid of these leggings either" you gave in, her gaze was to unnerving and it did things to you. Her face lit up. She was looking forward to seeing you in feminine gown instead of a her and Geralt's shirts not that she minded but it'd be a nice change to your strange stetchy leggings (not that she minded you in the form fitting bottoms) She moved leaning in to your side hand on your thigh patting it lightly.

"Thank you, don't be so worried i will take good care of everything" you gulped as you felt the flushed skin of your face grow hotter,your core clenching and warming at her sultry reply you closed your eyes trying to regain a bit of control. Suddenly her attention was drawn to a pink skinned Ciri who had finished her bath and changed Yenn nodded and released your thigh. You bolted upstairs hearing a chuckle as you did.

Once in the room you sighed in relief, making your way towards the screened off section that held a large oval tub full of steaming water. Discarding your clothes as you all but melted into the hot water.You submerged yourself getting your hair wet scratching tentatively at your scalp that had begun to ache under the grime. Spotting a small stool with what you'd consider toiletries, a bar of hard sweet smelling soap and a few vials.You grabbed the soap, opting for using it for your hair as well unsure what vials did what and went where.After scrubbing all the built up sweat and dirt you you closed your eyes lounging back against the slanted end tub you relaxed a few moments it wasn't long before you were feeling much better ,tired muscles succumbing to the soothing hot water.your body hummed. 'no one would have to know' as your summarized that this was the perfect opportunity to relieve yourself of other tensions, 

'its not like geralt could smell you under water, i mean i dont think dogs can thats why criminals cross rivers when their being hunted on tv isn't it?' biting your lip you peaked an eye open and listened out carefully feeling naughty when you began moving your hand to the apex of your thighs gasping as your finger ghosted over your hardened bundle of nerves .Fuck. Your clit was sensitive not surprising when Geralt and Yennefer had practically edged you for nearly a week. You whined quietly as you began a fast rhythm on your clit ,other hand slinking down to your opening rubbing your fingers up and down the warm weeping hole. You bit off a groan as your hips gyrated against your roaming hands. Stomach tensing as you drove yourself faster and faster to the edge.Almost there.Fuck almost-you jumped hissing 'shit' ,ripping your hands away from yourself , sitting up fast enough to make your head spin splashing a wave of water over the floor when you heard the door open slamming the wall beside it.

"err theres some one in here!" you called out loudly, angry at who ever just interrupted you.You got nervous as the heavy steps quickly made their way towards you.Realizing who ever it was didn't care for your modesty as they were coming your way you slung your top half out of the tub to grasp the towel screaming because before you could grasp it and cover yourself a large calloused hand enveloped your shoulder shoving you back into the water.

"WH-GERALT THE FUCK? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME." you shouted at him as he released you then you looked down slapping your hands down to cover your self as he raised his eyebrows and gave a lop sided grin.He defiantly looked like the big bad wolf in that moment eyes ablaze with a hunger you wasn't sure you wanted to explore or not. Collecting yourself swallowing dryly before scolding him in a voice that seemed to become smaller with each word.

"hey! get the fuck out im trying to bathe you prick" you heard the door open and close again in a less violent fashion. And suprize suprize yennefer glided into view behind the .

"Thats not all you were doing tho was it? i can fucking smell you" was growled at you as geralt wet his lips you squeaked. 

"huh? b-but.. i thought..w-water" you stuttered out as your brain malfunctioned on on an epic scale. Yennefer gave out a loud laugh.

"so thats why he tore threw the inn like that.honestly Geralt i thought something was wrong" she continued laughing as she replayed the way geralt had all but vaulted the tables to get to the stairs. you pouted throughly humiliated

"something is wrong" he ground out before kneeling beside you .Shifting you tired to create some distance from him. He was having none of that wasting no time thrusting his hands into the water tugging away your shielding hand the other forcing its way between your legs. You slammed back against the tub gasping trying to get away. All you'd achieved was his hand pinning your hips to the back of the bath by your pussy

"GERALT WHA-"  

"Lets lay down some ground rules" He squeezed your throbbing heat in his hand curling his fingers dangerously close to your opening you bucked moaning breathlessly .Your eyes searched Yennefer's for help but she wore a similar hungry look that he had. Another slow squeeze brought your attention back to the brooding alpha male in the room.

"This is ours.ours to lick,suck and fuck as we see fit, to do what we please with and is off limits to your wandering little hands we clear on that?" You groaned out as he emphasized certain words with teasing brushes of fingers and a slow rub of his palm. Realizing that he might actually be serious.You nodded quickly babbling as he rocked his hand back and forth igniting the heat that you had built alone.

"C-crystal-please Geralt PLease" You threw your head back as his hand moved deliberate and teasing.

"You think you deserve it? after being caught up here playing with yourself?" You nodded then shook your head confused, unable to really concentrate on anything apart from his magnificent hand ,half lidded eyes and clenching your fingers tight around the thumb he was using it to control your movements as your body whithered under his ministrations.

"Really?" He said smirking as he held completely still you sucked through your teeth biting back curses.He chuckled smug bastard. moving trying to get some friction to no avail.

"Well we have been teasing the poor thing ,of course shes going to try sorting herself out the first chance she gets .Honestly Geralt what did you expect? i did tell you" yennefer reasoned as she stood behind you combing threw your wet hair you before grasping your free hand pulling it up out of the way kissing your palm before ghosting her nose down your neck pressing soft kisses along it you mewled at her and tried to coax geralt to continue again by rolling your hips.

"I suppose we could let her off this time" His voice was pure sex as he glanced down before giving into pushing two thick fingers up into you. his breach of your walls had an initial sting but was incredible as your needy walls tried sucking him deeper greedy to be filled.

"oh-oh fuck Ger-please" you arched your back pushing down onto his hand clutching onto Yennefer's wrist. you were so hot .fuck.he was gonna make you cum too quick. You panted throwing your head side to side as your legs tensed then raised up towards your torso, your pussy wrapped tight around Geralts fingers as he held them deep every few thrusts making you feel just how your walls rippled around him. he alternated between fast and shallow then slow and deep trying to build you up slowly he wasn't going to rush you, he was skilled enough to walk you up to the edge and throw you off whenever he damn well pleased. You'd never been this desperate in your life . Yenn's cool fingers delicately teased out your nipples pinching and flicking them until they stood out provocatively. You rocked against the both of them as Geralt made sure to start dragging your clit up and down with his palm as he finger fucked you curling his fingers searching for that small spot that'd send your mind reeling. Yenn had leaned down kissing your cheek and begun whispering lowly into your ear.

"He knows what he's doing doesn't he?Iit wont take him long to find every single spot you have, thats the thing with bedding a witcher they are much more observant then regular men. I have no doubt he will know when your going to orgasm before you do.He has the ability to force them out of nowhere when ever he pleases.. He is quite cruel like that" you moaned out loud snapping your head back high pitched and vulgar sounds tore from your throat as Geralts invading fingers began rubbing furiously back and forth on a soft spot inside of you.Unable to control yourself as your legs and tummy spasmed erratically as your tearfull moans and pleas filled the room

"Thats it oh i think iv found it~" he boasted as he moved his elbow pinning a knee to the side of the tub leaving your clit cruelly exposed for Yennefer,they shared a look as she moved her hand down to join Geralts taking over to rub small firm circles on your exposed clit.

"oh-OH fuck noNOno i cant please i ca-UGh to-Too much please FUCK" Yennefer was quick to swallow your moans in a kiss of clashing teeth and tongues before any one could hear ,tears streamed down your face as your body ached your pussy contracting painfully around his swiping digits. Pulling back for air the sorceress placed open mouthed kisses over your shoulders leaving red marks with her teeth and sucking bites.

"Good girl your being sooo good you don't have to ask this time" she praised as she reached your ear befor sucking harshly below your jaw. you were quickly becoming putty in their hands Geralt growled as he picked up the begining tremors of your orgasm.

"Look at me" you obeyed instantly moaning as you watched the white wolf pull his lip up in a snarl that would have scared you any other time.

"This is what you were made for, your ours, we own you, mind body and soul we own every whimper ,every tear ,every orgasm and hole they are ours for the taking when ever we choose,from now only ecstasy you will know is what we give you" You'd never have guessed how filthy his mouth could be but it seemed to have the desired effect as a sudden rush of heat was your only warning before rearing up screaming out, not sure if you'd shut your eyes or blacked out for a moment as you gushed into the bath water.Geralt pressed into you persistent while Yennefer's hand continued the tight circles efficiently drawing out the best orgasm your ever had.Finally their movements ceased and your body went limp wracked trembling in the aftermath as your orgasm ebbed away slowly. After giving you a few moments to come down and catch your breath Geralt removed his fingers you whimpered inside's still so sensitive after your orgasm, sucking on them he moaned deep and feral before plucking your clenched fingers off his thumb. Yennefer quickly wiped your pussy gently clearing the cum from between your swollen lips. Making you twitched as the cloth ran over you.Pulling you from the bath was a joint effort as they rested you on the bed and began patting you dry with the towel.Moaning in protest as your arms waved loosely trying to take over only having your hand smacked away as they finished.Lying back looking up at them bleary eyed trying to stay awake you felt like jelly, giving up fighting you rolled over yawning tucking your arms below your head Yennefer tilted her head stroking your hair sending you into a relaxed sleep.

"Poor dear ,Oh look at her geralt shes all fucked out and we haven't even fucked her yet" 

"hmm she'll be ok we just need to work on her stamina" he replied patting your bottom as he pulled the cover over your washed out form.Geralt panicked

"Shit wheres Ciri?"

"well when you came charging in down stairs i told her to go find Jaskier and stay there until one of us came to get her" Yennefer said with a sly grin he shook his head and scooped her up kissing her passionately. As he took a few steps to the now vacant bath

"well the bath is still warm care to join me?"

"with pleasure lets try not to wake her tho"

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See you soon xxx

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Newest Reyes

Gif credit @angels-reyes

My first Ez imagine. Hope you all enjoy.

Requested: yes on wattpad.

Happy Reading Dollies.

It was well past twelve am and you were still up studying, this exam put so much pressure on you that you thought your brain was going to fall out with all the information you had to learn. You yawned and stretched trying to stay awake but it wasnt helping so you opened your window and let the cool air breeze wake you up but you got a surprising awakening. Ez popped out behind the bushes scaring you half to death.

"Why would you do that"? You held your chest. Your face was white as snow.

"I'm sorry". He laughed kissing your face.

"It's not funny. What are you doing here so late"?

"I could ask you the same thing". He said climbing threw the window.

"I'm studying and you have to go". You sat back down at the desk.

"What are we studying"?

"Trigonometry. And you're supposed to be studying too, if you want to get into college".

"I already studied. Now I think you need a little break". He pulled you up and wrapped his arms around your waist, putting little kisses to your nose.

"I miss this". You say snuggling into his chest.

"We just did this like six hours ago". Ez chuckled.

"But I need it every hour".

"But then your dad would know and he'll kill me".

"I know. It sucks". You hugged him really tight.

"Okay enough, I have to get back to studying and you need to leave before my dad finds you here". You pecked his lips and he huffed heading back out the window.

"Get some sleep. I love you". He poked his head back in and quickly kissed you.

"I love you too". You went back to studying and tried finishing the last chapter before you went to bed but it seemed sleep was more important as you cut out the desk lamp and crawled into bed and drifted off.

"So how do you think you did"? Ez refuring to the exam.

"I guess okay. It was easy". You said sitting in his lap.

"That's good right"?

"They say if it's to easy you probably did it wrong".

"Doubt it, you aced it. I know it and soon we're going to go off to college and we can be seen out in public don't have to look over our shoulders looking out for your dad". He began kissing your neck.

"Stop, we're going to get caught". You giggled squirming away.

"Yo, Ez. Woah". Angel stopped in his tracks and starred with his mouth open.

"Please don't say anything". Ez placed you in the seat as he got up, protecting you.

"I know you know who's daughter that is but do you really"?

"Yes, he's your President".

"That's right you idiot. He's going to rip your balls off and send them to dad. That's his little girl".

"I know but I love her". He looked over his shoulder smiling at you.

"Love ain't real, its a high school crush that's going to get you killed". He started to walk off but Ez stopped him.

"You're not going to say anything right"?

"No but if I was you I'd end it before something happens". Angel walked off leaving Ez scared.

"I think I need to be getting home". You tell Ez but he wasn't listening so you got up and walked off leaving Ez to his thoughts. 

Angel of course had to open his big mouth as you read the pregnancy test in your hand. POSITIVE!  It read loud and clear.

"Perfect". You sigh, laying on your bed. How were you going to tell Ez? Oh no, your dad? He really would kill him now for sure.

You got up the nerve to tell Ez first but wanted to do something cute cause you knew he would be excited. So you went old school with a white onesie and a sharpie.

"Hey baby". Ez came up behind you during study time in the library.

"Hey, why aren't you in American history"?

"I skipped to see my beautiful and smart, super sexy girlfriend". He kissed your lips.

"Well I'm not thrilled with you skipping but I'm happy that you are here. I have something for you or should I wait"? You thought, making Ez growl.

"Now, give me". He held out his hands and you placed a box in his hand.

"Now when you open it, you have to promise to be quiet and not freak out".

"I promise". He excitedly opened the box and froze as he saw the word daddy.

Ez pulled out the onesie and held it reading it."Daddy's new riding buddy". With a little motorcycle.

"Seriously"?

"Yeah".

He stood up fast kicking his chair out from under him. "I'm gonna be a daddy". He screamedb cheering.

"Will you shut up"? One kid said.

Another said. "Good for you, my girlfriend calls me daddy too. Now would you shut the fuck up? We're trying to study". Ez looked at him confused.

"Wow". You said shaking your head.

"I cant believe it". He got you out of the chair and picked you up, hugging you tightly.

"I'm glad your excited. I hope this stays when you tell Bishop". Ez let go of you.

"Fuck me".

"I did and this is the result". You giggled poking his stomach.

"Funny".

"But you know he's going to kill me right"?

"I'll be there in the middle of the gun fire and I will shield you. I'm not letting you be taken away from us".

"Thanks but I think I should tell him that we're dating and then you'll come in and tell him".

"No that will just get you killed. We'll go in together and tell him".

"Okay. I can't believe we're going to be parents". He gushed bringing you close to him, softly kissing your lips.

"What time is those Reyes brothers going to be here again"? Your father asked as he got another beer from the refrigerator.

"They should be here any moment". You smiled going back to cool the stew. The plan was to tell Angel and your dad at the same time maybe it would lessen the blow to your dad that you got knocked up and still in high school.

Knock knock.

"I'll get it". You yelled running to the door. Opening it, Angel stepped in first and then Ez sneaking a kiss to your cheek.

"Hey".

"Come on in, dads in the living room. I'll get you something to drink". You excused yourself from them and went to get drinks.

Coming in the living room, you could feel the tension. What was going on?

"Here you go". "So what did I miss"?

"Ez tells me you're dating. Is that true"? Your father asked.

"Yes, we were going to tell you together. When the time was right". You starred at Ez.

"Anything else you want to tell me"? His tone made you tremble inside. You knew he knew. Something.

"Yeah there is actually". You took a deep breath in and held it in. "I'm pregnant". Letting the breath go.

"You're what"? Angel and Bishop said together. Angel slapped Ez on the back of his head. Making Ez growl at him.

"I'm pregnant and we're keeping the baby. We're still going to college and Ez will work nights. I'll work days if need be but we're doing this together with or without you". You say proudly.

"You're eighteen what do you know about raising a child"? Bishop asked.

"I've babysat since I was nine. I know how to raise a child".

"You're so young and you have a future ahead of you. And you let this ruin that". He pointed to Ez who had his head hung low.

"We love each other. He makes me laugh and he's so sweet to me. I couldn't ask for a better man in my life to call my own".

"I hope he's worth it to give everything up that you worked so hard for"?

"He is. I'm happy and that's all that matters. If you can't except that then you won't be in your granddaughters life". You quickly covered your mouth. You told them the gender.

"It's a girl"? Ez rose from his seat, walking over to you.

"We're having a baby girl". You cried, hugging Ez tightly.

"I'm happy for you brother but you're an idiot". Angel laughed.

"You're going to have a niece. You have to help me protect her".

"I'm here, ain't got no where else to be". He hugged Ez.

"Thanks man".

"Dad"? You crouched beside the chair Bishop was sitting in.

"Don't you want to be a papa"?

"I didn't want this life for you". He said not looking at you.

"Ez is a good man. He'll take care of us. But I'm always going to need advice from my wonderful, understanding father". You sugar coated it.

"I'm not happy about this. Not until I see that he can prove himself and I can hold my granddaughter in my arms". He smiled widely, letting you know he's okay with thw situation.

"Thanks daddy". You hugged him tight. You were his only child and his little girl. He wanted the best for you and to protect you. So letting you go was the hardest thing he ever had to do.

Eight months have passed, you gave birth to a healthy eight pounds ten ounces beautiful baby girl. Ez wanted to name her Marisol after his mother. You thought it was the sweetest way for his mom to be part of his daughters life. Ez and Bishop still don't get along very well but your dad wanted to keep an eye on him so hes prospecting for the MC. You just hope that they keep him out of trouble and from getting hurt. He has a family to come home every night too. You were going to college and Ez took classes online. You both wanted the best for your child that you were going to do it no matter what it took.

[finding-my-imagination]

Family Ties (Pt. 8)

Part Eight

Pan x Reader

Word Count: 2.8 k

Regina roughly pushed me into the camp after giving Snow, David, and Hook a summary of tonight's past events. I land harshly on my hands and knees before glaring back at her.

"Where is he?!" Regina yelled at a smirking Felix.

"Gone. There's nothing you can do. He's already won," Felix looks at my knelt over frame before finishing his sentence. "Pan never fails."

"You won't talk? How about I make you talk?" Regina retched forward clearly aiming for his heart.

"Regina! Don't!" I shout showing my worry of her possibly injuring one of my lost boys.

"Like you have a say!? There no more time to waste on you." She sneered, her hand millisecond away from pulling his heart from its safe cavity.

"Regina, wait, I don't think torture is our best move here. Look at these kids. They've been to hell and back. We need to try something else..." Emma said pulling her back and taking her a few feet away, where the rest of the group stood, huddling together to think of some sort of plan.

I slowly crawled over to where some of the younger lost boys sat. "Are you guys alright? The pirate and company didn't hurt any of you did they?" I whispered looking over each of them.

"Don't pretend to care, Y/N. We all know that you're a traitor." Felix spits at me.

"Felix, I do care." I said looking at Him and the other lost boys. "Yeah, I may have tried to help them. But can you really blame me? They were my family...Something I never had a chance of having before I came to Neverland."

"Pan is the only family we needed. But that wasn't enough for you."

"I'm sorry. I really am. If I had known this was the outcome, I wouldn't have even considered helping them."

"What happened, Y/N?" Jared spoke up. "Why'd you turn your back on us?"

His questions caught me off guard, not knowing that any of the boys thought that I had abandoned them. I took a deep breath before answering, "You all know why I'm here, on Neverland, right?" I asked, seeing a bunch of nodding heads. "I never truly had a family. So when I found out that I had a brother and that Henry was his son, I just wanted to feel that connection. I felt like it was my second chance at having an actual family, a blood-related family. And they promised me that we could be a family. But, they lied...And I was stupid for even thinking that they would actually accept me for me."

"I don't believe that for a second. That all of a sudden, after your team lost, that you regret your decision." Felix snorted, in disbelief.

"You don't have to believe it. Hell, I understand your skepticism. And if none of you trust me then I understand. And if it takes over a hundred years to earn each of your trust back, I will do whatever it takes. Starting with Pan."

"What if it meant killing your precious family?" Felix quipped.

"If that's the price, I'm willing to pay it." I said with a blank face.

"Then do it. Prove your loyalty to Pan. always

"Fine. But first, you have to do something for me."

"I don't have to do anything for you! I'm not the one on trial." He glared at me.

"Relax." I say rolling my eyes and lifting my arm showing off the thick ugly bracelet caught around my wrist. "I just need you to take this off. Cause with this on there isn't much that I can do."

Felix let out a huff and gave me a pointed look before reaching forward. But, of course, that was the moment Baelfire decided to look over at us.

"WAIT! Don't do that!" He shouted making a move toward us. But it was too late. The second he finished the bracelet was now no longer in contact with my skin. I quickly rubbed my wrist before shooting my arm out throwing my hand out with it. Sending the group flying back towards the trees. I stood up calmly as the group scrambled to get back on their feet, each one drawing a weapon. I looked at each person waiting to see who would make the first move.

"Whats taking so long? Are you going to do it or not?" Felix spat growing impatient.

"I figured I would put on a show. But since you don't know how to appreciate the act..."

I quickly snapped my fingers causing a purple glow to cover the entire stroybrooke group, freezing them in their place. I walk towards them before circling them twice, only stopping when I stood in front of Baelfire with my back facing the lost boys.

I stared him in his eyes before whispering, "This is going to hurt a little bit, brother." In one quick fluid motion, I shoved my hand into his chest. Grasping on to the warm beating object I was searching for before retching my arm forward, pulling the item from its place.  I took a few steps back feeling a smirk grow on my face. Turn to face the boys lifting the heart over my head, as if it were a trophy. I looked over to Felix and offered it to him saying, "I know you hate him more than I do. So shall you do this or shall I?"

"I'll give you the honors this one time. But I think I'd like to see that show now." He said, clearly wanting to watch Bae's painful death show on his face.

"Gladly. But first," I said grabbing the bracelet off the ground and walking over to Regina, placing it on her wrist. "I cant have you guys acting up now, can I?" I then pull each of the weapons from their person, and throwing it in a pile, off on the side.

Happy with my work, I backed in front of the lost boys, snapping my fingers, freeing them from their confinements. Bae instantly reaches for his chest, while the others looked confusingly at their now empty hands.

"Ah-hem," I said releasing a false cough, gaining their attention. Their eyes immediately go to the beating organ held firmly in my hand. "So. It seems that we're on opposite sides once again..." I said releasing a fake laugh, smirking. "Honestly, I was hoping the outcome could've been different. But, Hook can tell you from first-hand experience, that I don't like to be betrayed by family. And like Regina, oh so lovely, likes to point out, once they do I tend to get a little bitter."  I gave the heart a light squeeze, showcasing the power I now held over them, as Bae let out a gasp and pulled at his chest, trying to relieve the pain it was causing.

"You bitch." Regina sneered. I gave a slight shrug before moving my attention back to Bae.

"You know this all could have been prevented, if you would have just listened to me back at skull rock." I tutted pacing slightly. "Hell if you would have just listened, when I said that I tried to help, that I was trying to stop Pan. But NOOO! You just didn't care. Hell, you turned on me the minute things didn't go your way. The moment you saw Pan fly out that window, you threw me right out there with him like I was trash. Pan was right! You were just gonna turn on me in the end. You lied about wanting me to be apart of your family. We were best friends once Bae. Yet the moment you left this island you forgot about me like I was just a piece of gum on the bottom of your shoe."

I said ranting through every thought in my head.  "I'm your sister, for fuck sakes!" I yelled growing my pissed with every growing second, my hand unintentionally squeezing hard. Bae then fell to the ground, overcome with pain. "And to think that I, I, was willing to give up one of the only good things that ever happened to me... For the like of you people." I laughed. "I truly was an idiot. And I'll be damned if you make me look like an idiot again." I move to squeeze harder when Emma spoke up.

"Wait! Don't do it! I know you're hurt, by our actions... but don't kill him. Don't take away henrys father, he already lost him once. Don't put him through it again."

"I won't put Henry through that," I said, eerily calm. "Henry's already dead, so I might as well reunite them... Don't you think?"

"Y/N, You don't have to do this we can make it right." Snow said taking a slow step toward me.

"I'm sorry." Bae forced out, slightly overwhelmed by the pain. "I should've listened to you when you said you weren't helping Pan. I'm so sorry."

"A little too late." I said before crushing the heart in my hand. He gasped once again before falling over, unmoving.

"NO!" Emma yelled charging towards me. I raised a questionable eyebrow before snapping my fingers once again.

I quickly brushed my hands together wiping the ash from my fingers, before turning to face the lost boys.

"Do you think that's enough to get Pan to start forgiving me?"

Felix looked at me for a second before he did a slow sarcastic clap. "I'm pleasantly surprised. I didn't think you had it in you."

"And whys that?" I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Cause in all the years I've known you, I've never seen you actually kill someone."

"Whatever." I said looking away from him, back to the storybrook group.

"So you plan on getting rid of the rest of them?" He said.

"I figured that I should wait until after I talk to Pan. That way he can see just how serious I am about making it up to him. When do you think he is going to be back?"

"I doubt anytime soon, after that stunt you pulled."

"Well do you know where he is so I can go to him?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." He said.

"Come on, Felix! How do you think this is going to end if I don't go begging Pan for forgiveness? It's going to end badly. You know that he will come back here in a blind rage, if I don't go to him first. He's gonna think that I'm still siding with them... he's gonna be hurt. More hurt than he already is. And we both know that he's gonna take it out on everyone, even if they've done nothing wrong."

Minutes of silence go past with Felix looking at me questioningly.

"Will he really? Get, mad I mean?" Charlie, a younger lost boy, asked.

"Shut your mouth! Somethings not right..." Felix yelled taking a few steps towards me.

"Yeah, its happened before. We got into a fight about Ben staying here a while back and everyone paid for my rebellious decision. In the long run, everything worked out, but it took weeks to get there." I answered, with lots of the boys nodding and murmuring in agreement.

"His tree." Jared spoke up.

"NO!"

"What? What tree?" I pressed, ignoring Felix's outburst.

"His thinking tree." Charlie responded. "You know, the one he goes to when he likes to be alone?"

I quickly walk up to Charlie and Jared giving them both a large loud kiss in the middle of their foreheads. " Thanks! That's been a huge help."

I step away, snapping my fingers again, releasing the group from their hold. I walk over to Bae helping him slowly off the ground with Emma's assistance.

"How...? How...? I SAW YOU CRUSH HIS HEART!"

"No. You saw me crush a heart."

*FLASHBACK*

"Whats the plan?" Bae asked.

"You're not gonna like it. But I think I might be able to convince the lost boys to tell me where Pan went."

"You think that they're gonna tell you where he went after the 360 you pulled on them. I don't think so." Regina snapped, eyes focus on Henry's unmoving frame.

"Hear her out." Emma said turning her attention back to me.

"What if we convince them that I'm back on their side? Let me finish." I said quickly seeing Regina go to say something. "What if I say that the moment you guys saw Henry on the ground, you guys turned on me? Say that, you said that I was still working with Pan. That I helped convince Henry to turn over his heart. Like Regina said I have issues so it wouldn't be that much of a surprise that I would turn my back on you after that. I did it with Hook when he betrayed my trust, why wouldn't I do it again?" I suggested.

"It might work, but what if they ask you to prove your loyalty?" Bae said rubbing his hand across his chin.

"That's the part you won't like. I know for a fact Felix is gonna want to test me in some way... I just don't know how. But I'm guessing its gonna be something big."

We all thought of all of the possible ways that he would test me but all came up short.

Then Bae randomly said, "What if he wants you to kill one of us? I mean that's the best way to get someone to reveal who they're actually working with."

I look up at him and shook my head ruffly. "Absolutely not. I won't kill someone. Especially not you guys."

"What if we could fake it?" Regina said looking at us.

"How would we fake it?"

"Is that really a question? Magic, of course."

"That doesn't really answer how?" I say confused.

Regina rolled her eyes before saying, "At least I'm trying to come up with a solution."

"Hearts..." I say suddenly.

"What?" She said looking at me questioningly.

"That's your thing right? Ripping out hearts?"

"It was... Why?"

"Well, what if there was a way to fake it?"

"And how would we do that?" Emma asked, taking on my earlier roll of skepticism.

"Well were on Neverland. And anything you want, you get. Just by thinking it. So what if we thought about a fake heart?"

"Maybe... But how would we make it look like its being torn from our chests?" Bae stepped in.

"What if we actually ripped it from your chests?" I suggested.

"What?! That's crazy!" Regina said looking at Emma and Baelfire, waiting for them to agree. "Tell her that's crazy."

"It could work." Emma said with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

"You've got to be kidding me." Regina groaned.

"We've got to at least consider it. Henry's life is on the line and we have no other ideas."

"Fine. Continue."

"Okay, what if we place a fake heart next to your guy's actual heart. That way they could actually see me rip it out. And hopefully, they won't notice that it is a couple of inches over more than it should be.  We could use magic to make it pump, glow, and break apart like an actual heart." I suggested looking from one person to the next. "The only thing you guys would have to do is fake like it hurts, and die."

"You might actually be on to something." Regina whispers. "But what if we step it up a notch."

"What do you mean?" Bae asked.

"What if we enchant the heart and the person? That way it actually hurts."

"Why would we need to do that?"

"Cause, if they are able to tell that it's being faked then we can kiss saving Henry goodbye."

"That's a good idea..."Bae said.

"I don't want to actually hurt any of you guys though." I whispered, unsure of this new addition to the plan.

"Well, what if we just do it to me?" Bae suggested.

"What?" Emma said, in complete disbelief.

"Well knowing Felix, he's gonna want to hurt you as much as possible for not siding with Pan. And if we're being honest, you don't really care about anyone else, but me and Henry. So if Felix was going to pick someone it would be me."

I nod my head understanding his logic. "But what if picks someone else or if he wants me to hurt all of you, then what?"

"He won't and if he suggests it, just say your waiting for Pan or something."

"Are you absolutely sure, you want to do this?" I questioned slowly.

"Anything to save Henry."

*FLASHBACK OVER*

"Now boys you need to behave and under NO circumstances are you allowed to untie Felix from that tree. Jared is in charge until I come back. Understood?" I asked, looking from boy to boy. They all quickly nodded.

"You'll never get away with this! Pan will never forgive you for this stunt you pulled! He'll have your heart! Pan never fails!" Felix shouted, pissed about his current situation.

"Oh, shove it, Felix!" I shouted back clearly annoyed.

I turned to face the Storybrooke group and asked, " Are you ready to go?"

"I feel like I should be asking you that." Bae said, giving me a small smile.

"Well, I'm as ready as I'll ever be..."

[detroitbecomerain]

love is not compatible - chapter 12

Y/N was born in a world without androids. When she was ten, Chloe, the first android was created. Is this why she is sympathetic to the android cause now? How will she handle hunting deviants with her partner Hank and the new android Connor sent by Cyberlife? Humans and androids aren’t meant to bond are they? They simply are not compatible.

“Y/L/N, Y/N. Age 26.  Born 5/23/2012 Detroit. Lived in a community home from the age of 15. At 18 joined the academy of policing. Currently the partner of lieutenant Hank Anderson. Female pronouns

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AN: Connor in his beanie is a look.

"Connor you can't go." Y/N said. They were in her house. Connor was trying on clothes tat Y/N owned. "I need to finish my mission. The only way to stop the deviants is to stop the leader." He found clothes that would fit him. Y/N turned her back to give him some modesty as he changed. "But Connor. If you take him out. What is to stop his followers from taking you out?" "If I am destroyed then a new Connor will replace me. Like last time." Y/N turned around. It was odd seeing Connor in a shirt and jeans. "I don't want you to be replaced. What you saw in that girl at Kemski's house. That is what I see in you. I don't want you to die." Her eyes began to tear up. Connor stepped forward. He had so many words in his database but did not know which one to use so he said nothing. Y/N rubbed her eye and sniffed. "If I cant stop you. Then let me go with you." She said. Connor let out a deep breath. He looked at the human who was in front of him and in so much distress. "No." he finally said. "I can not complete my mission if you are there." "Why?" she asked.

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"Jericho will be full of deviants wanting revenge on humans. The leader may be taking a pacifist direction but his followers may disagree. I cant complete my mission if I'm worrying someone is going to kill you." He admitted. Y/N didn't know if she should cry of sadness or blush. "But you cant go alone Connor." Connor didn't reply. Y/N stood in silence. She reached down into a box at the bottom of her wardrobe and pulled out a beanie. "If there is nothing I can do. At least let me give you this. Your hair gives you away too much." She handed it over and Connor put it on. Laughing through her watery eyes Y/N raised her hand and pushed the few strands that were always out of place into the beanie. "There. Now you look the part." "Thank you. I must ask. Why do you own so many items of men's clothing?" "Ghosts of boyfriends past that I haven't gotten around to getting rid of yet." She admitted. Overwhelmed with emotions she rushed forward and hugged him. "Get back safe. Promise me."

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"I promise."

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Connor followed the directions on the coded map he had received from the android. He felt sorry for leaving Y/N home alone but he needed to do this. Even if he straight up lied to her when he promised he would come back. This mission had only two endings. He would kill the deviant leader and get killed by his followers or the deviant leader would kill him, himself. Sure a new Connor would replace him but Y/N would be unhappy. She didn't deserve to be unhappy.

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He made it to the place that was in his memory banks. The rusty metal that the word Jericho had been painted on was a ship! He entered the ship and all around him were deviants. Thousands of them. He knew the problem was bad but he never knew it was this bad. Deviants of all different models and genders. Most of them were adult androids. The odd one was the new prototype child android. He didn't stare too long. If he raised suspicion he would be caught even before he reached Markus. There were TVs showing the news and how the humans were reacting to the deviants. Some androids were watching. Others were standing by the fire. Some of them were receiving medical treatment from what they had to go through to make it here. if he had empathy for them is didn't matter. Only Markus. In the centre of the room he saw lots of C4 just stacked on top of each other. Piles and piles off it. what were the deviants planning to do with it? Either way the ship was rigged which added a new layer of danger to the mission. He looked around and on the balcony, he saw the two Traci's. He mustn't let them see him. They will surely tell someone he is here.

He was about to climb the stairs when someone grabbed him. 'this is it' he thought, 'I have failed' he turned and saw an android who seemed to have no back of her head. "You're lost." She said in a clearly robotic voice. There must be something wrong with her voice modulator as well as the back of her head. "You're looking for something." Connor flinched. She knew. "You're looking for yourself." He relaxed. She didn't know. He was just tense and jumping to conclusions. Markus was originally at the top of the balcony. But he heard whispers from the other androids he had gone somewhere quieter to talk to his fellow leaders. If he was alone then it would be easier to destroy him and leave without being detected.

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He had located Markus. He was on the part of the ship that people would call 'the bridge'. He couldn't go in right now as he was outnumbered 3 to 1. Two male androids and one female. The male android who wasn't Markus left first. He seemed happy about something. The female android stayed slightly longer. Connor peaked his head around the corner and saw them kissing while touching palms.

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He quickly returned around the corner when the female android left. Now was his moment. When the female android was safely out of the way he made his move. He pulled out the gun he had taken from Y/N while she wasn't looking. He entered the room slowly, to catch Markus off guard. "I've been ordered to take you in alive." Connor said raising the gun and pointing it at Markus. "But I wont hesitate to shoot if you give me no choice." "What are you doing?" Markus asked in disbelief. He stepped forward. "You are one of us?" You cant betray your own people." Connor raised his gun higher. "You're coming with me!" "You're Connor aren't you?" Markus asked realising who was standing in front of him. "The famous deviant hunter. Well, congratulations, you found what you are looking for. Connor remained silent. "Do you never have any doubts? You've never done anything irrational as if there is something inside of you? Something more than your programme?

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That's when it happened. He thought about Y/N. Everything about her from the moment he met her to the last time he spoke to her. The way she was so intrigued by him at the first crime scene. How she always refused to call androids "its". She viewed them as human from the start. The way she grabbed him in need of comfort when the android committed suicide right in front of him. How she smelt of coffee in the morning and her eyes threatening to fall back to sleep any moment. How red her face got when Hank said she had a crush on him. Words lost on him. He knew the meaning but not the connotations, not until now. He thought of the sound of her laughter at the burger place when he and Hank both teased her. How good it felt when he winked and she got all flushed. He thought about when he had learnt the truth about her life and how he wished she had never gone through that, but the sadness he felt after he realised that with out the horrors of the past he never would have met her. How when he saw the two Traci's holding hands he wished he could hold Y/N's hand, just to see what it felt like. How adorable she looked as she slept and how she asked him to stay when there was really no reason to. He remembered the fear and anger when the android took her hostage on the roof and pointed a gun at her head. How desperate he was to save her. When she kissed him on the cheek to thank him for saving her. If his blood worked in the same way hers did he could imagine that his cheeks would heat up from blushing too. He thought about how Kamski spoke to her and how jealous he felt, the anger he had when he mentioned her scars. How he wanted to push Kamski away and take Y/N far away so Kamski could never speak to her like that again. How she reacted when she thought he might die and finally how she cried when he promised he would come back to her even though he knew he was lying.

But now he knew. Now he knew he wasn't lying. He was going to return to her. That was his new mission. To get back to her as fast as he could and apologise for not realising it sooner. How stupid he had been. He needed to tell her... that he loved her. "Its time to decide." Markus said. Connor could feel himself battling against his programme as if there was a giant wall to get through. He punched, kicked and ripped. He needed to get to the other side. On the other side he could be free and he could be with Y/N. the wall came down piece by piece until it was only rubble on the other side. He lowered his gun.

I am deviant.

"They are going to attack Jericho." Connor said terrified. "What?" Markus questioned. Before Connor could answer the sounds of helicopters and small planes filled the air. The FBI had arrived with a mini army. "We have to get out of here!" Connor warned. Markus ran out of the bridge and Connor just as fast followed him. They ran together through corridors avoiding the FBI who were open firing on every android they saw. They ran into the android woman who Connor saw Markus kissing earlier. "They're coming from all sides! Our people are trapped in the hold, they're gonna be slaughtered!" Markus held his hand to his head and transmitted a message to everyone telling them where the exits were and how to get there. He ordered them all to jump in the river. "They are coming from the upper deck too." Markus informed the female android. "We'll be caught in the crossfire." "We have to run Markus. There is nothing we can do." "We have to blow up Jericho." Markus said. If the ship goes down they will evacuate the ship and our people can escape." "You'll never make it!" she cried out. "The explosives are all the way down in the hold. There are soldiers everywhere!" She didn't want him to go. Connor thought of the last conversation he and Y/N had which mirrored this conversation. The female android didn't want Markus to go the same way Y/N didn't want Connor to go. Connor couldn't help but agree. "She's right." He said, "They know who you are. They'll do anything to get to you." Markus didn't listen to them. He ordered them to help who they could and they listened.

After what felt like a lifetime Markus returned to them with the male android from the bridge. The female android who Connor had learnt was named North, was relieved he had returned. "The bomb is going to explode any second." Markus informed them. "We gotta get out of here!" None of them argued and began running towards the nearest exit. Guns fired behind them and North went down. Markus bent down to pick up a piece of dislodged metal from the floor and used it like a shield to save her. He passed the metal to North and they both used it together to block bullets and knock out the soldiers who were attacking them. More soldiers appeared and Markus grabbed North and tried to run with her limping beside him. They went as fast as they could but they wouldn't have made it if Connor didn't grab his gun and shot at the soldiers. He grabbed the same bit of metal to get closer to the soldiers taking them down with each bullet he fired. When he got close enough he grabbed one of the soldiers guns and began to kick and punch while hitting them with the end of the gun. When all the nearby soldiers had gone down he ran towards the exit still holding Y/N's gun ready to shoot anyone else who turned up. Once everyone had reached the exit they all jumped out into the river and to freedom.

AN: Yesssss!!! He loves her! (If North can fall in love with Markus that fast then Connor can fall in love with Y/N)

P.s. Even though I wrote it, I'm shook.