#I tried to be a decent human being when giffing this… I wanted to do a close up… but thought it was a bit much?

[tommykinardbuckley]

EVAN BUCKLEY | 4.01 - The New Abnormal.

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Wednesday amazing fandom. So Next ep (4x22) will be on Friday this week. So I'll post Sunday for 5x01. Didn't want to post my usual next Monday on Christmas just as an FYI. Let's get started. Ahhh we only have 2 left in this season. Last two are huge. This one is more geared towards Lucy and her feelings. With Ashley thrown in the mix. Lucy’s feelings for Tim that are getting harder to conceal by the day. This is a good one heavy content after such low one for last two. So let’s get going.

4x21 Mother’s Day

We start off with problem number one. I mean Chris. Lucy telling him it’s a hard pass on meeting his parents. Not just no. 'HARD PASS' Damn Lucy straight up shutting his ass down. Her commitment issues are glaring in this scene. You can tell by her body language alone. Look at how uncomfortable she is as they’re talking about this subject. Touching the back of her neck. Her hand lingering near her tattoo. She is not feeling this conversation one bit.

To her Chris isn’t serious enough to be even remotely near that. Also she doesn't care enough either. Never close to that kind of commitment. Never was… i.e. 5x08 and all that. He is the definition of a convenience relationship. Also the man is blind when it comes to reading her properly. She says no and he pushes it. Then when he doesn’t get what he wants basically scolds her for it. Her face when he says ‘I figured you’d say that.’ Like why you asking then mofo? He gets under my skin like no other…

This next portion is jealously personified oh my lord. Mostly on Lucy’s part. Clown and Lucy walk up to Tim/Ashley discussing a trip. Lucy immediately needing to know if they’re planning a vacation. Chris being clued in for once is shocked she’s asking about it. Look at the man's eyebrows in the first gif. They say yes Hawaii. Chris goes right back to being the clueless idiot. He says he loves Hawaii but never been.... Why do you even speak man? Useless info from a useless human being.

Ashley starts spouting on about beaches and crap no one cares about tbh ha Lucy is not really listening anyways. You can tell she’s tuned out and is in analysis mode. Melissa is conveying so much with just her eyes in that second gif. She is jelly belly. Look at her watching them and trying to digest this moment. Her jealously starts here and doesn’t end till we reach Tim’s prank.

Chris tells her to call him if she changes her mind. Lucy just wards him off and says she won’t. No means no schmuck. Tim tries to ask her about that comment and Lucy deflects. She doesn’t care about Chris’s parents. Her one and only focus is about him. Needing to know whose idea it was for Hawaii? Tim being clueless to her inquiry just says mine I guess why? Lucy doesn’t get to finish her thought because they run into Harper.

Lucy mentions she thought she had the day off? Nyla says she did but Donovan is being a prick about the holiday. That he took Lila to see his mom for Mother’s Day. All the way in Santa Barbara. Leaving Nyla childless for Mother’s Day. Doing it as revenge. What a dick. Lucy says that’s really cruel even for him. Harper mentions James is taking his boys to see his ex-wife cause he’s a decent human being LOL

That at least she’s being paid time and a half to plot her revenge. Tim having slight respectful fear of her says he can wait to see what she comes up with haha Lucy joining him saying they should sell tickets. Their faces in those gifs are primo. I also love their shared looks as they leave. Damn they’re cute together. The most married looks as they’re leaving I cannot stand it. Knowing not to mess with Nyla today of all days. Best they can do is just get the hell out of there ha

We rejoin them in the shop. We watch Lucy struggle with wanting to get her thoughts out. You can tell she is nervous and scared of the answer she might get. Watching her body language alone during this scene is so telling. It's showing she is dying inside. That this is eating at her so much. Not once has Lucy ever thought Ashley was the right one for him. Now there is this potential he could be thinking about proposing to her... and it's making her sick to her stomach.

She is trying to contain her meltdown about this as best she can. Also like to note while Lucy builds up her courage in the first gif Tim is not stressed whatsoever. LOL Just thinking it's a normal day as they get out on the road. Living his best life while Lucy has her internal battle in the first gif. Lucy finally gets the guts to ask the question burning a hole in her stomach.

One that is making her nauseous. If he’s proposing to Ashley? She says it all high pitched. Clearly so very nervous of his potential answer. Tim seems blind sided by the question. The way he raises his eyebrows kills me. Saying no... They’ve only been dating a few months. Interesting you date Lucy for a few weeks and give up your career path to stay near her…Almost like she isn’t the one but we’ll get there haha

Lucy tells Tim he needs to be careful of the signals he’s sending. He asks her what she means? What kind of signals? She says the kind that makes her get a manicure. So that she can send pictures of a ring to all her friends. The way his eyes bug out in horror. Yeah there’s a man ready for the altar… The thought of marrying Ashley putting him in an absolute panic. That’s your soulmate right there Tim…better lock that down....They get interrupted by dispatch before they can continue. Lucy is enjoying his panic about it though. To her that means that’s not where they’re headed. So for now her freakout simmers down from a boil.

They return to the station to sync up with Angela. Their earlier call is linked to her situation from this morning. She was at a Mother’s Day brunch with Patrice and they got held up at gun point. These punks stole her Mother’s Day gift and terrified her MIL. Harper comes in like a bat out of hell. It’s pretty hilarious tbh. I love how Tim and Lucy just stand there as they plot Donovan’s demise. Her deserves it.

Talking about curses and such. They’re so chaotic together and it makes me so happy. I always enjoy their scenes though. Tim saying they should leave before become accessories. heh I love him being low key scared of Angela it’s the best. Also could they be any closer to each other as they leave? It’s like you guys want me to point this stuff out haha

Lucy is visiting with Patrice and she’s giving her solid mom advice. I love it so much. Saying her mom has to be the one to make the amends not her. Lucy seems so grateful for the advice. It's a super sweet mini moment. Tim walks in complaining about hotel prices. Lucy comes over and he has her look at his phone. (not a wifey thing to do at all...)Then tells him that’s not a bad deal. That if he wants cheaper he's gonna have to do Honolulu motel 6 LOL How romantic.... Patrice says Oh, Going to Hawaii? Congrats on his engagement.

Lucy is loving being right. She is beaming with smugness really. Saying ‘Ah told you!’ Tim tells her he’s not getting engaged. He’s so adamant about it. Patrice asks if his GF knows that? They have serious old married couple vibes in this scene. Especially when Patrice asks if he’s really this clueless? Her reply is absolute gold. Flirting with him right in front of Wesley’s mom LOL

I’m sure she’s thinking why aren’t these two together? The chemistry from their banter alone is enough to think that. He doesn’t even fight her just sighs. Accepting his fate with her in these situations. God they’re so married and adorable I cannot stand it. Soulmate material right here folks. Front and center. Lucy smiling as he walks away. She loves her goober so very much. Splashed all over her face.

Angela gives them an update on their crime spree couple. Saying their next target was a bridal shop. Lucy makes a pot shot at Tim. Angela perks right up and is confused as hell. Tim wards Lucy off and says to ignore her. We watch Lucy get agitated. The whole idea of Tim getting engaged is not sitting well with her in the slightest.

Now this is what I find the most interesting about this scene. After Tim says that Angela isn’t watching Tim’s reaction. She’s watching Lucy’s. Look at how she gauges Lucy. Can see she is deeply irritated. Her Chenford radar going off. She’s intuitive af I mean she’s a detective she has to be but still LOL She is reading what Lucy is projecting in this moment and is surprised Tim isn’t….

When they’re back in the shop Lucy continues to push her luck with this subject. Poking the bear just a little bit more. Saying the website she’s on says Hawaii is the #1 place to get married. Tim retorting back there’s no way she thinks he’s proposing. Lucy presses on because she can’t help herself. Say he’s of a certain age LOL His reaction to that is too damn funny. Like excuse me love?

Lucy adds in that Ashley is in her prime. That on paper this makes sense. That it’s a no brainer really. (Love the little tongue flick in that gif btw. Yum.) It’s coming off as teasing when Lucy low key needs to know. She has to have answers to all this. Also she is in quite the panic. Not hiding it well at all in order to get them. Lucy puts the final nail in the coffin of her anxiety with her next question. Asking if he can see himself married to her?

It’s the hesitation that says everything to me. He takes a few beats before replying. Lucy is anxiously awaiting his reply. Fidgeting with her phone as the silence stretches. Hoping its more of the 'No' he was giving her earlier. He finally answers like it’s a business transaction. Not someone he loves...Saying yeah he can. Lying liar who lies Timothy Bradford. SMH. This response it’s like wanting a specific meal and the restaurant is out. So they offer you something of lesser value. You’re hungry so you go with it. That’s Ashley. She is the lesser value of Lucy. Tim knows it. So he is settling with this relationship.

Why you ask? Because it’s safe and comfortable. Just like Lucy is with Chris. Also in the back of his head he knows he can never be with Lucy like that. Or so he thinks. He too felt that spark in 4x01 too. Has also been suppressing those thoughts all season. So what helps? A distraction. I.e. Ashley. I looked up settling just to have a good definition. "Settling isn't a choice people happily make for themselves. Often, people settle out of fear. It could be the fear of failure, fear of not being good enough, or even fear of rejection, and, in light of that, settling can feel like the safest choice." Definition of his relationship with Ashley especially going forward after this ep.

He sounds so unconvincing I don’t know Tim even believed what he just said. What Tim is doing here the epitome of settling at this point with Ashley. I don’t think one bit he actually wants to marry her. So much as he needs the companionship. Something he thought he could live without before Lucy. Then she brought Rachel into his life. He realized he could do this again. That he even missed it. So he may put off this lone wolf vibe but our boy just wants to be loved. So he will settle for any love he can get even if it’s not right for him. Which hurts my heart on a deep level.

We shoot back to Lucy. His reaction seems meh but hers is another story. She very much believes him and looks devastated. This episode is her epiphany episode IMO. Where all these feelings she felt launch for Tim during the 4x01 hug are bubbling up to the surface. She's been trying all season to tamp it down. To push it away thinking if she did it would just go away. Not how feelings work my friend.

I saw the funniest tag(s) for this set when I was looking for gifs. Couple people used it actually. Said it felt like Lucy was playing stupid games and winning stupid prizes LOL That is this scene. She went hunting for answers and only came up with heartbreak and sadness. Her plan was to validate her feelings about this whole thing. All it did was blow up in her face. She’s teased him the entire episode. She inadvertently made him seriously think about this.

She then got an answer she did not want… (none of us did) This is the absolute opposite of how she was with Rachel. She truly wanted Tim to be happy with her. News like this would’ve made her happy back in S2. Because Rachel was Lucy 2.0. Sad fact is Ashley is no where near right for Tim and she knows it. Also so much as transpired between them since S2. Her feelings being one of them. That makes this reaction she is having even more intense.

If Tim looked over he would’ve seen the devastation. It’s the most transparent she’s been all season long. Lucy has been a clear glass window this entire season with him. Yet this moment stands out as her most telling IMO. Lucy asked what she was scared to really get an answer for. Then got back a reply she was dreading. The last one above gets me the most. Melissa I commend you for it. So much being expressed here.

The way she is processing what’s he’s told her. The emotions coursing through her body. The twitch of her mouth trying to keep herself in check. Looks like she wants to scream or cry or possibly both. Shake Tim and say WTF are you thinking? Most of all she is just hurt. Not taking this kind of info in stride and realizing she is not. Like that dog with the house on fire sitting there with his coffee. ‘This is fine….’ I feel like sums up her emotions for this inquiry she made.

These are just great action shots of our couple in the field. They catch up to the crime spree couple. They're getting married in this really pretty church. Hijacked someone's wedding. Look how close they are as they fire back. Could take his own position but no lets share cover hehe I love the unnecessary touching she does on her way to catch the wife. It wasn’t necessary to touch him Lucy. Yet I’m here for it 100 %. That building is so beautiful BTW What a lovely place to get married. I hope whenever they get married someplace pretty like this. Or maybe won't be a church at all. Idc where as long as they're married ha

Ashley is waiting for him outside the station after his shift. She asks how his day was? He says good but Lucy was particularly annoying today. Please Timothy. Like you didn’t enjoy all of that attention from her. Do like Ashley defending Lucy and saying 'I'm sure that's not true.' Tim notices her new nail color and mentions it. Ashley says yeah she just got them done. The panic on this man’s face. LMFAO You’re a liar sir about wanting to marry her. 'Yeah I can' my ass.

Tim tells her he needs to clear the air about something. That there was a reason Lucy was so annoying today. She was convinced taking her to Hawaii meant a proposal. He panics some more and says 'You don’t think that right? Cause I’m not... 'Crashing and burning you handsome fool. She puts a finger to his lips and tells him to shush. That this isn’t what she was expecting at all.

That if he had she would’ve just said no… because she has no interest in being married ever. That she doesn’t want kids either. She's not wired that way. Now to me this should’ve been the end of the relationship for Tim. These are all things Tim wants out of a relationship. She is basically telling him exactly what she wants out of this. What she doesn’t want as well. She’s being honest and upfront. It’s up to Tim to tell her he wants those things out of a relationship. That this isn't going to work based on that.

He wants marriage and kids. I’m not an Ashley fan don’t get me wrong. I know the fandom didn’t like her. I sure wasn’t pleased with her being around. But she tells him right here and now she doesn’t want marriage. Not only that she doesn’t want kids. I don’t think that makes her selfish. It just makes her incompatible with Tim. It's actually self inflicted wound for Tim to continue dating her. Knowing he wants those things. She is a woman who knows what she doesn’t want and is telling him as such. That's what you do when you're dating someone. So you see if your values and life goals align. Their's very much don't.

I do think this moment is on Tim 100 %. We’ve seen him have communication problems in past relationships. Not telling his former SO's exactly how he is feeling. This relationship is extended due to lack of communication in this moment. Look at this man. He is deflated she doesn’t want these things. His response and body language is screaming disappointment. Unfortunately Ashley fails to read this. He should’ve told her he wants all those things.

Sadly he doesn't... the reality is he’s settling as I stated before. He is faking it with her. Saying that this is ok with him. It’s one thing not to be ready to marry someone. It’s another to realize this relationship has no future for him. He doesn’t want to be alone. This is a safe enough relationship to commit to so he does. Even if it’s stealing all his dreams away from him. Which makes me so sad for him. Because he thinks this is it for him. Which is why S5 is huge for him. But I'll gush about that when we get there. You know I love my Tim but staying in his relationship and having it last longer is on him. Instead of walking away because they aren't right for each other.

Tim sees Lucy is watching and is a little shit. He asks Ashley if she’ll do him a favor? First off kudos to Melissa once again for conveying so very much with just a look. Tim is making sure he’s looking over at her as he ‘proposes.’ If you look at his face you can see his eyes flit over to her. Pranking is their love language. But if Tim had looked over after he 'proposed' he would see a heart breaking. I think it’s here Lucy is realizing her feelings for Tim.

Because she is reacting like someone who is in love. Lucy is now heartbroken thinking Tim is getting married. Her person is getting married. To the wrong person. She is beyond crushed really. If you looked up devastated in the dictionary that gif should be there. Lucy is so gone for him at this point and its hitting her like a ton of bricks. I mean her behavior this entire episode reflects that. This is a painful epiphany for her.

It was something that was on a low simmer in the back of her brain all season. Now its been pulled to the forefront and is boiling over. I think she is having a million thoughts racing through her mind right now. That he is far more than just her friend and co-worker. He is her best friend and she's in love with him. That is the face of someone who is crushed her person is going to marry someone else. Be bound to Ashley. When she is the right person for him not her.

Chris comes up babbling about his mom and Lucy has checked out. She is there in body but her mind is outside with Tim. In the first gif we can see her trying to reset. To care that her current BF is in front of her. That she isn't having a emotional spiral about her best friend getting married. She’s scrambling to assemble her thoughts and emotions. Lucy is so flustered and trying to give a crap about Chris's existence. She’s so visibly upset and Chris once again doesn’t read her well.

It’s then she gets Tim’s text we see relief flood over her. Then instant anger as Tim waves at her as they leave. If I was Ashley I would be questioning why my boyfriend wanted to trick his ‘platonic aide’ into thinking they’re engaged…but ok. She ignores Chris further and goes to hunt down Angela to curse Tim LOL Once again how Chris and Ashley didn’t see how in love these two idiots were I’ll never know. Especially Chris my god. Lucy was so very transparent this entire season with Tim.

Also she just straight ignored you son. So focused on wringing Tim’s neck after upsetting her. But sure man bring up your parents she didn’t want to meet LOL Not once did she acknowledge his conversation. Her only goal getting back at Tim. Leaving Chris just standing there like clueless dope he is.... Such good episode though. Especially for Lucy. This is her 'Uh oh epiphany moment.' about her feelings for Tim. All came to a head when she thought he was getting married. So good.

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Side notes non-chenford

I love Donovan’s mom bringing Lilah to Nyla. Acknowledging want a douche her son was being. Couldn’t allow them to be apart on Mother’s Day.

Also Patrice spending the day dispensing advice to everyone LOL Loved it. Wish could've included her advice to Lucy but ran out of room.

Thank you for everyone who’s been on. This journey with me. I can’t believe next ep Is the S4 finale. Insane. all of your like, comments and reblogs make my entire day. I love every single one of them. See you all in 4x22 :)

[seonghwa-potatos]

Hidden love

Sung. Gif

summary: you had liked Seth for a while now, thinking you both felt the same way you come face to face with a lie.As your heart drops sunghoon the man you hated appears being there for you. Sunghoon tells u he's liked you for a long time.Then realization hits, you've been in love with him.

pairings: Enemy!SungHoon x neighbor!reader

warnings: confession prank (not sunghoon), m!masturbation, fingering, enemies to lovers, sunghoon is cocky, smut

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Sitting in class you look up, seeing Seth looking right at you. You wondered why he looked at you, you tried to focus on your work, but you became flustered with how he just stared at you the whole class time.Then the bell rang. Gathering your items he comes up towards you.”Y/N could I talk to you?” he says , you could tell he was nervous about something. “Um yea” you say.You follow him out to the halls and he then stops turning towards you.”So I wanted to say” he pauses looking really nervous as he struggles to say what he wants to say.You hold his arm “You can say what you need to say” you say reassuring him.”I Like you” he says looking down.You hug him immediately.”I like you too silly” you say smiling he then pushes you onto the floor.

”Did you guys get that” Seth says as his friends with cameras record.Your heart drops, knowing he was just playing with you.”I like you too silly” he says mocking me.Tears begin to swell in your eyes. “You must've thought I really liked you, huh” he says, bending at your level.”So, your gonna do what I say, if you don't want this video exposed” he says smiling patting your head.All of a sudden he tackled by Sunghoon, the man you hated was helping you.He began to beat his face in, going left and right as the others tried pulling him off.You go to him “Sung Hoon, Sunghoon stop!” you yell.He gets off them.

Takes both phones from the other people deleting the videos.He then grabs your arm walking fastly.”Sunghoon j-just let go” you say pulling his arm off. He turns “Thanks, b-but I don't need your help” you say as you shed a tear looking down.He hits the lockers next him surprising you, you look up.”I don't care if you needed my help or not, If they mess with you again, you let me know'' he says you saw pure rage in his eyes which shook you up a bit.You just nod wiping your tears away.The man you hated helped you, you couldn't believe it because all these years you and him were at each other's throats.”Why’d you help me, don't you hate me” you say looking at him. “Y/N, I can be a decent fucking human too okay” he says laughing a little.You both walk outside the highschool.You began to have multiple tears fall and you try wiping them off fast because you didnt want to cry over a guy like that, but you couldn't help it.

“Are you crying?” he asks.”No, no I'm not” you say as you shed another tear.” Why cry over someone like him” he says as you guys begin walking to your houses.”Well I like him, and he took it as a joke, so yea ima cry” you say irritated with him.”But i'll be okay, there's another guy I like anyway” you say trying to smile through the pain. “Can you not like other guys?” he says signing.Startled you say “ why not?” you say.”Look, you always get hurt and I cant watch anymore” he says stopping looking at you. In Front of both of your houses.You both were neighbors who hated each other since you guys were 12 when he moved in. “You can't watch anymore?” you say looking at him confused. “N-nothing” he says, turning about to go to his house.You grab his arm making him turn back around. “Well of course it's not nothing, what's wrong? You say as he looks down at you. You gulp because his gaze made you nervous. He grabs your face with both hands kissing you.He pulls away with his hands still on your face still.”Let me love you” he says as you stare in shock.Blood rushed to your face immediately.

” Give me a chance, to show you, you own my heart” he says pulling away walking towards his house closing the door as you stand outside.You eventually walk into your house falling to the floor behind the door.You had realized you were in love with Sunghoon this whole time.You get up, opening the door you run to Sunghoons house.Knocking you wait.He opens the door. “Y/N” he says looking down “ you lift his head up , holding his head kissing him as you close his door. He kisses back holding your waist.He pulls away suddenly turning around. “I-I'll be back” he says walking at an angle he goes into the bathroom.You wondered if he had got a boner. Your inner impulse causes you to go into the bathroom and you see him jerking off. “Y/N!, I-I can explain” he says as he hurrys pulling his boxers up.He begins to pull his pants up but you stop his hand.”Sung Hoon its okay, I gave you a boner so I might as well help you” you say getting on your knees.You pull his boxers down as it springs out.He was huge which lowkey worried you.You put your mouth on his tip, licking around in circles teasing him.Looking up you see him look away from your gaze biting his lip.

He lets a groan out as you put more than the tip in your mouth.”Y/N” he says as he grabs your hair” pushing you in.You begin to gag as he pushes deeper into your throat.Pulling out he cums on your face. “S-sorry Y/N” he says as he wipes the cum off your face. “It's okay” you say, kissing him as he shoves his tongue down your throat opening the bathroom door. He kisses you in the kitchen.He picks you up.Putting you onto the counter.”Y/N are you sure about this” he says looking into your eyes.”Because I don't think Ill be able to control myself anymore” he says as he breathes looking down.”Don't go easy on me” you say pushing his chin up with your knee smiling. He lets a heavy breath out as soon as you say that.He pulls your underwear down from your skirt.Putting his hand in he circles around your folds looking at you he says “You have no idea how much I've wanted you “ he says as he puts two fingers in you.You moan at his ear, causing you to go red as he looks at you.”Oh, my God, Do that again” he says going at a constant speed.

Moaning into his ear you hear his breath get harder.You cummed on his fingers. Pulling his fingers out he says “your so cummed so much for me” he says looking at you smirking.He kisses you as bits of saliva keeps you connected as he pulls away. “You're mine, and I don't share” he says, breathing heavily.”You know everytime before you made me mad, I fantasized about you.” He says taking you off the counter.He then leads you to his room.You take his shirt off kissing his body you feel him twitch.Pushing him on the bed you face him telling him you're gonna ride him.He stops you. “Are you sure?” he says, holding your waist. “Aren't you a virgin?” he says “how’d you know?” you say looking at him sideways. “Oh, Oh not like that, I wouldn't care if you were a virgin or not, b-but I just want you to be comfortable” He says,but he didn't answer your question. “ How’d you know?” you say once again.”Um well those guys you’ve liked in the past ,I made sure they wouldn't get near you” he says looking down.

“Damn you were jealous this whole time” you say laughing a little. “ You call that jealousy,believe me when I say it's not jealousy if you can still spread your legs.” he says as he grabs your hips flipping you onto your back. Surprising you, you yelp as he pulls your hips to him.Putting himself at your entrance. “You said not to go easy on you remember” he says as u gulp.He enters you making you moan as you feel him inside thrusting.”and yes I was jealous but could they make you as good right now, no,no they couldn't” he says as he goes deeper in you.”Sunghoon” you say moaning as your legs begin to shake.He started pounding your pussy making your moans more like pants now. “I hate it when they looked at you” he says groaning “you know your mine, right?” he says going deeper you say “Y-yes” you moan out. “Good, because you were mine before you even knew it” he says pulling out watching you squirt onto him leaving your legs twitching he leans down to your neck he starts sucking onto it.

You were so sensitive around your neck. “S-Sunghoon” you say stuttering “p-please n-not- “He sucked harder and harder on your neck making you shake because you couldn't handle it you cum again.He pulls away.“ You look so good, even after I've pounded you.” he says smirking, cocking his head to the side looking at how you're breathing hard and heavy.

[sqream-queen]

Nobody asked for this but I recently rewatched Prisoners! Such a really cool film that doesn't hold your hand <3 I fell in love with Detective Loki all over again 😭 he's such a cool character because hes really up for interpretation! Def check it out if ya aint seen it already!

(as always, not my gif!)

SFW Dating David Loki headcanons!!

Oh boy, being with this man will be pretty rocky and take a lot of communication and patience tbh. He'll often be absent, late for dates, or have to reschedule them due to his demanding job as a detective.

I'd say David doesn't really have the time to create many deep relationships, mostly fleeting ones. A few one night stands here and there, but a rare occurrence none the less. He's not too into flings but he's a rather lonely person and still a man with needs if ya know what I mean 👀

But! Back to his absentness, let's say you're someone who's stuck around for awhile and understand his life style and him as a person more or less. He never enjoys cancelling on you or not being able to spend time with you. You're very important to him but he's also got a important job to do.

It'll stress him out a bit, he's a bit of a perfectionist and a pretty empathetic person in general. He'll try his damn best to make time for you since he does really appreciate you putting up with him and being one of the very few people he can be himself and relax around. Definitely feels like he doesn't deserve you, or just got really lucky. 💖

David's not picky with dates and definitely won't mind if its just you picking out places that you enjoy. He'll like doing whatever if its with you.

I'd say one of his favorite activities to do with you is travel if you're into such a thing. He likes exploring and learning new things about people and the world, especially the more positive aspects since he mostly sees the ugly side of humanity at work.

Another one would be going to see a movie or going to your home and cooking a meal for him whilst you listen to music or what have you. It's very comforting to him and relaxes him. Being with you and being close to you really is a nice get away from the harsh world out there, that waits for him every day. He also doesn't really cook for himself too often or has time to enjoy home cooked meals. He always loves your meals even if you're not the most fancy cook.

He'll sometimes try to repay the favor, he can be a pretty decent cook when he really tries.

He'll be very grateful if you're particularly understanding of his chaotic schedule and the strain it puts him through. He'll often try to hide how much a case is wearing him out of effecting him, wanting to for your sake.

That stress tic he has will often give it away though.

He'll be very soft with you and even a little dorky at times. David enjoys making you laugh with his dry/sarcastic humor. Seeing you smile or hearing your laugh is one of the highlights of his day.

So expect phone calls from him while hes at work pretty often. He likes to keep in contact with you to try and make up for when he's not there.

But there will be times where he won't call at all due to a particularly difficult or tasking case. He'll make it up to you though.

He always tries to make it up to you.

I'd say his love languages are mostly acts of service, words of affirmation, and physical touch.

The detective himself isn't a very clingy person but if you are, he'll very much enjoy it actually. He didn't have the best childhood nor youth and it may take a bit to break his walls down, but once he lets you in he'll take all that you'd want to give him.

For him I'd say he likes to hold you a lot. He's a very protective guy and it relaxes him to always have you in his arms, knowing you're there and that you're safe.

David's pretty flexible though. If you enjoy certain other things more he'll definitely take note of it. He's a very perceptive guy, being a detective and all.

Like say if you enjoy receiving gifts he'll enjoy getting you the things that you like. He wants you to know that he really does love you even if he can't be by your side all the time, so he'll often express that with his actions.

Now David is a very intelligent and logical guy, but also has a lot of internal fears that he tries to hide.

So when it comes to jealousy, I'd say he'd only get a little jealous if someone was able to offer you more than he could in the stability department. It's really one of his biggest regrets that he can't be there for you more often than he'd like to.

David likes to protect and to provide, so if another person appears that you begin to become good friends with and are able to spend more time with than him, he'll start to get afraid that you'll tire of him not being around and prefer the person who can be around more.

He trusts you, and doesn't blame you- he just doesn't want to lose you. I feel you'd either notice something was up and ask him about it, or he'd eventually wisen up and awkwardly bring it up.

I feel he'd just need some reassurance and he'd realise that he was being silly, then apologise to you; also probably asking how he can make it up to you as usual. 💕

David has a great ability at remaining calm and rational, and when it comes to you, even more so. I don't ever really see him raising his voice at you, even if/when you yell during arguments and fights.

He'd try his best to diffuse whatever was going on and be understanding. Or just wait until you let it all out and give you your space before coming back to talk to you more.

Depending on how bad the fight is, and he's the angry one, David would probably need some space as well. Probably go on a drive. It helps him think and calm down.

All in all, it'll be turbulent and may take time to get close to him depending on how you are, but once he's in- he's all in.

Loyal, dependable when it matters, understanding, paitent, and a great romantic partner.

[supremechancellorrex]

I've been hearing a lot of people say that Ozai in the Avatar: the Last Airbender cartoon isn't supposed to be "developed" because he's a "symbol". My problem with this is that a character can both be well-developed and a symbol at the same time, so why choose otherwise? "It makes sense because he's supposed to represent" doesn't justify leaving the writing a little loose.

In the cartoon, Ozai is hardly a character to sink your teeth into. You can surmise and speculate things about him, but ultimately every discussion was more about Zuko or another character overcoming him and how satisfying that was than any character depth of Ozai himself. On the Day of Black Sun, Zuko and Ozai's confrontation is less an argument and ideological battle with layers between two human beings and more an extremely developed character yelling at an evil cardboard cutout.

The Problem With Ozai

Zuko: "It was cruel and it was wrong."

Ozai: "Lol."

Zuko: "We need to replace this era with an era of peace and kindness."

Ozai: "Lame." (*scowls in annoyance, tries to leave*)

Zuko: "Stay or I'll cut you." (*waves swords*)

Ozai: "Fine. Whatever. Go on" (*proceeds to sit back down and wonder if he's having spiced fire rice cakes for dinner*)

The way the cartoon presents it, Ozai just was a bit too a moustache-twirling villain and that's even considering his actions. It's not even him being morally bankrupt or sadistic, but that his entire character only exists on the surface level. Him being "superficial" and "ruthless" isn't even a character trait because he has no real character beyond "I'm arrogant, selfish and evil". Even some of the worst dictators in human history from Hitler and Stalin to Mussolini and Mao have more complex 'psychological depth' than Ozai, despite committing the most evil and awful acts against other human beings.

I got they want to reflect the toxicity of the Fire Nation with him as a symbol, "fear" and "ruthlessness", but these are symptoms and the result of an ideology, and Ozai and this ideology need a bit more than "The Fire Nation's ideology is that they're superior, share the greatness and just kill people". We never see Ozai really talk about this ideology, how he is *civilising* the other nations (well, besides, setting them on fire). Why does he think Fire is superior? Why does the Fire Nation? We can speculate it's the unity of the Fire Nation and its industrialisation, that maybe the Fire Nation thinks they have better tea ceremonies and cleaner cities, but none of the Fire Nation characters really talk about this. Sharing their 'greatness', how?

And, of course, we know and the show know their 'greatness' is a lie and farce really, but for their citizens to buy into this farce realistically for 100 years, sending sons and even daughters to die for it, presumably working in factories endless hours to keep up war production like that giant drill, one would think the smokescreen would be a little more convincing than a couple lines. Yes, in the Headband, they show the kids are taught a warped version history with the Air Nomad army, but what is the unifying ideology of the Fire Nation exactly? And how does this reflect Ozai? Beyond ruthlessness and being a smarmy jerk?

And this brings me to a scene I have quite a problem with. The War Meeting flashback in Sozin's Comet Part 1, essentially Ozai just goes from 'How do we quell rebellion?' to 'We will destroy their hope by killing them all with fire'. Hehe, well, I mean, why even talk about "destroying hope" when they'll be too dead to despair? Of course, Sokka says after hearing that literally "I always knew the Fire Lord was a bad guy, but his plan is just pure evil". Then they throw in an Ozai baby picture to pretend they have some nuance, and then blah, blah, Energybending turtle appears out of near nowhere.

A Better Ozai

(I want it noted how hard it was to get a decent gif of cartoon Ozai, especially in his Pheonix King regalia. That is how little people care about or are interested in him. There is more Daniel Dae Kim gifs from the live-action than the cartoon version)

The funny thing is Ozai burning the Earth Kingdom could have worked if they actually gave him character arc in the cartoon. Have Ozai start out believing he can civilise the Earth Kingdom, who he views as inferior and needing to be kept in check. We see in the show Earthbending is banned in Fire Nation colonies and annexed territory, but they should also show him introducing policies to ban certain styles of Earth Kingdom dress, specifically their green national colour dress, and customs, forcibly *civilising* these territory with authoritarian laws. Earth Kingdom children have to go to Fire Nation school to be indoctrinated in how their cultures and homes are inferior, and told to report on their parents.

However, as time goes on, Ozai becomes increasingly disenfranchised with the war, as colonised Earth Kingdom citizens continue to resist, Earthbend and continue banned cultural practices in secret. He feels rising disgust at these people's Earthbender stubbornness and 'backwards' practices, resisting engaging in and conforming to Fire Nation's 'superior' cultural practices, science, and education. How dirty they are, so unFire-Nation, he thinks more and more. He begins to unravel in his hate and think to himself things like how "You just can't take the root edge out of people, so I should burn the root to the ground. Make the world clean, pure and Fire Nation".

If they showed Ozai in the cartoon shifting from the standard position of his father Azulon to an even more extreme and horrifying position over time, reacting in all the worst ways to whatever the world throws at him increasingly and increasingly, his turn as the Pheonix King could have been far more chilling. Azula isn't the only one who has to go "crazy" due to the Fire Nation's twisted teachings. It would have further emphasised the cycle of toxicity in the Fire Nation that Sozin set in motion.

Imperialism and fascism is often driven by a number of things in conjunction, commonly economics, but also vain pride, fear and discomfort; pride of your own nation at the expense of others, as well as fear and discomfort of others, how 'different' they are, their 'weird illogical customs' diluting the 'pure culture of yours' that you understand, their 'strange appearances' changing the face of the culture you know, that you like and think is the greatest and should be eternal. They could be spies, enemy agents of chaos and degeneration. They need to be 'civilised' or 'exterminated' to silence conflict and bring order, this 'dark horde' of backwards people who just can't ever be allowed to be 'in charge'. I think a weakness here is that Ozai is never shown to show any discomfort, he's just so confident and evil about everything, but if he were to reflect the dark face of the Fire Nation, a people they say aren't wholly evil demons, he does a bad job showing the twisted human face of evil and it makes him irrelevant in a way as a character with the themes other than "Defeat evil guy".

Lessons Taught Improperly

Now some would try to defend Ozai in that Avatar: The Last Airbender is a kid's cartoon, but I would say that makes it more important when discussing real-life issues. What is the point of lesson if it is taught improperly? Sometimes that can do more harm than good.

Avatar includes a number of mature themes, including the genocide of Aang's entire people and Gyatso's skeleton. Judging by the Tibetan influences in Air Nomad culture, a real-life people who have also been genocided, I think it is necessary and good practice for even kid's shows to make sure the lessons on real-life evils like the concepts and systems of imperialism, colonialism and nationalism are taught well. Because otherwise you get an inaccurate picture of what it is and how it actually works, and what is the point of that?

Stories want to impart lessons on things being "bad" as a message, but often I think they fall short in getting to the point of why they happen. I wonder if that makes them a little pointless in a way, because the reasons why characters/people and nations do things is both important to good writing and real life. If you aren't taught it properly, how well can you recognise it in your own country? And if you can't, then hasn't the lesson failed to be imparted?

[magicalqueennightmare]

Sins & Amends Chapter 2

(Gif by @banditthewriter)

Billy Russo x Female Reader (60 part story)

This follows pre- the punisher into the storyline of daredevil, punisher season 1 and beyond

This is NOT Canon Billy. This is decent human being Billy left with bad options over worse decisions

This was also posted to A03 under: WaywardGaPeach. That account and this one is the only place you'll see me post this. If you see it on any other platform/account know it's not me.

Chapter Summary: You meet the infamous Billy Russo

Frank introduced you to Curtis not long after him and Maria got married. He not only figured the two of you would hit it off good but considering you were a paramedic and Curtis a navy corpsman he figured the two of you had that as a starting point for a friendship.

Curtis had the best heart out of anyone you'd ever met. He was constantly on the look out for how he could help others and just all around a really good guy. It didn't take long before he'd fallen into the same category as Frank but while Frank was the overly protective bear of a brother figure Curt was the calmer head's prosper version. You'd found a new family to fall into a routine with. The Castles, Curt and your partner and friends at the station house helped you to really gain your footing in the life you wanted.

The day you met Billy you weren't sure what to expect . You'd talked to Frank and Curt both enough while they were deployed to know of him. He was pretty much like you, a stray that Frank had found and decided to keep just as Maria had decided to keep you. You'd seen a few photos of him alongside Frank and Curt and honestly? He was gorgeous in your opinion. He was around Frank's height with thick brown hair, eyes that looked nearly black they were so dark in color and a smile that even in a photo could grab your attention.

Apparently from Maria's description though while she did say he was a good guy and a sweetheart she didn't smooth over the fact that he was a player "The fellas call him Billy the beaut. Just as a forewarning if he tries turning the charm on please don't fall for it. He really does fit into this family well and I'd hate to have to cut his balls off." you hadn't even tried to hold back the laughter that the mental image of Maria's five foot four self assaulting a decorated marine had caused. "Yes ma'am" you agreed as you took in behind Lisa trying to catch her so you could change her into the outfit Maria had chosen for the airport trip to meet Frank.

You had the day off and had originally showed up to the Castle household wearing shorts and a short sleeve blouse but when Frank Jr had decided he didn't like his lunch and that it looked better on your shirt than in his stomach Maria had dug one of Frank's old marine shirts from bootcamp out and handed it to you "He won't mind and besides Frank Jr did pretty much cover your other shirt"

On your way out of her bathroom from changing you spotted one of Frank's ballcaps on top the dresser so you grabbed it and pulled your ponytail through the hole figuring why not? At least it lowered the chances of Lisa finding your hair to play with while you waited in the crowd that always accompanied the homecomings.

"Aunt Y/N do you have any food?" Lisa asked swinging from your arm with a giggle as you scanned the crowd looking for Frank. "No sweetie I'm sorry but as soon as we get your daddy we'll get you some lunch ok?" "Ok" she agreed with a grin that highlighted her missing front tooth that had come out a week before.

"Do you see them yet?" Maria asked and you were about to shake your head when you spotted Frank working his way through the crowd "I see Frank!" you said and waved your arm so he would see you. He locked eyes with you and smiled then leaned back in the crowd and you could tell he was talking to someone and that was when you spotted Billy at his side "and he's got Russo with him" you added earning a cheeky grin from Maria at the use of Billy's last name.

Frank made it to your small group first and pulled Maria into a kiss then hugged Lisa and Frank Jr close to his chest. After he let them go he grinned at you "C'mon kid you're getting a hug too" you let him pull you into his arms and laughed against his chest when he said "By the way are you wearing my shirt and my hat?" You pulled back with a guilty expression and tilted your head towards Maria "Boss lady said I could"

"Smart woman to listen to her" you heard someone say and turned to see Billy's eyes were glued to you. "Well the infamous Billy Russo. It's nice to finally meet you" you offered your hand with a smile. A glint of a mixture of amusement and maybe a little bit of cockyness flashed through his eyes before a smirk slowly worked its way onto his face and he shook your hand "And you must be Y/N. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you from Frankie" you could tell he was turning on the charm and had you not been warned? Oh hell yes it would've worked but instead you simply replied "I've heard a lot about you too. Now let's see what out of that is true or not"

You missed the look he gave Frank when you turned around to pick Lisa up which was clearly "Where did you find her?" Billy had his fair share of women but none that ever really peaked his interest until you. There was something about you that had him watching your every move or until Maria arched an eyebrow at him and Frank's earlier warning of "Bill Y/N is a pretty girl but she's like a sister to Maria and has been there for her and the kids more than I have meaning she's family and that Maria will cut your balls off should you even attempt your usual methods"

He raised his hands defensively and hoisted his bag on his shoulder to walk out the airport with all of you. You glanced back and smiled at him "So Billy I hear you're uncle as much as I'm aunt?" He nodded "Yea why?" and laughed when you held Lisa out to him "Carry her to the car for Maria. I'm grabbing a cab to go on a food run and will meet all of you at the house" "Yes ma'am" he smirked and gave you a salute so in return you rolled your eyes but didn't try to fight the smile that had worked it's way onto your face "At ease lieutenant"

You winked at Maria and said "I am going after Frankie's favorite and am getting my niece some lunch, anything else needed?" "Beer" Frank offered and you tilted your head towards him "Of course" then walked the opposite way of them to hail a cab while they headed for the parking lot.

[ghastlybin]

Vampire! SuA 02

Pairing: Vampire! SuA X (GN) Reader

Feat: Handong, Siyeon, Rest of Dreamcatcher mentioned, & Co-worker! Yunho (Ateez)

Word count: 3k

Genre/contents: Vampire! AU, Angst, fluff(?? I really tried), A little bittersweet?

TW: Blood, Starvation, m u r d e r, kidnapping, all I can think of rn :((((

Note: May or may not have rewritten this multiple times. Also been feeling kinda meh this week so apologies for dragging my feet (hands*) ily, hope this doesn’t flop or s u c k and so sorry if it’s a bit dialogue heavy. I fcking love dialogue though. I really do piss myself off sometimes though lmao goodnight y’all

Part 01

THE GIF I HAD TO USE IT HHHHHHHHHH REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE- sorry.

It was a secret, your regular visits to Castle Bora.

Not that anyone ever asked.

Not that you would ever tell anyone anyway.

Every day, like clockwork, Bora would be waiting by the front door, for you. The excitement of seeing you again boiled over her.

Bora hasn’t felt this alive since, ever.

“I renovated the dining hall!”

“I added new furniture in the study!”

She loved how intrigued you were when she’d add to her already beautiful castle.

The truth was, you loved her style.

The gothic feel, how you knew most people would see it and find it questionable.

It was a unique type of beauty.

Bora learned more recipes meant for humans. She kept the blood out of your sight and created entirely different dishes just for you and you alone.

“I don’t mind trying blood at least once.”

Of course, you were joking, only trying to get a laugh out of her.

Bora did not. She stared at you, a little shocked despite her needing blood to live.

She could eat all the food in the world, but if there wasn’t a decent amount of blood, she would starve the same way humans could without food for a long period of time.

She never told you, but she had blood stockpiled.

And it was slowly beginning to dwindle.

Seeing you, your bare neck at times, your arms, even your legs, she would feel an insatiable amount of hunger.

And she fought it. She needed blood, but she could always find blood from an unsuspecting victim- a curious tourist, like you, who wanted to sneak into her castle.

She could find, restock, and drink new blood.

But she couldn’t replace you.

If she was lucky, you’d only turn into a vampire like her.

Bora knew that wouldn’t be the case. With the hunger she felt, she wouldn’t hold back long enough to leave you alive.

It was a flaw she wished she could correct. She wished she had the self-control Handong had.

Every day, you were as happy to see her as she was with you, even bringing her gifts- trinkets from the ‘new world’.

She displayed them proudly, genuinely fascinated by them, even if she never cared for them before you had arrived into her eternally long life.

Bora let you decorate her castle with hints of you, no matter how small or big.

“What is this supposed to be?”

“That is a candle.”

“Why is it in the shape of a… Um…”

“A demon?”

“That’s a demon? I remember them to be a lot different back then.”

Soon, everywhere in her home had a reminder of you until you visited the next day.

“I will see you tomorrow, Bora!”

And when tomorrow came, you never showed.

Then tomorrow had turned into days, days into weeks, and weeks into months.

Still, Bora waited.

And waited.

And waited, the ghost of you lingering behind throughout her castle.

Bora held the last bottle of blood, half full. The hunger ate away at her, though she was strong enough to smartly ration it out.

She had the opportunity to ‘restock’, seeing, hearing, and smelling explorers and tourists. None of them were you.

Besides, she somehow felt wrong to just take from them.

Their blood or their lives, it felt wrong to her, strangely enough.

“Bora.” Handong snapped her fingers, bringing Bora out of her mind. “Yoobin’s castle is getting demolished.”

“Really? Why?” Bora straightened her posture, the news shocking her.

“It’s being linked with missing person reports. And the worst part, authorities have hired hunters.”

“Hunters?” Bora stood up from her spot at the dining table and walked over to the window, peeking out into the night. “Wait, Yoobin? She’s against harming humans? That can’t be right!”

Handong joined her, as Bora peeled back the rest of the velvet curtains to let the moonlight in. “That’s what we are concerned about.”

“You didn’t clarify what you meant by hunters.”

Handong put her hand on Bora’s shoulder, pushing her slightly to face her with a serious look.

“Vampire hunters. They are called something else, but the humans in town are paranoid. They’ve come up with harmful legends about us, some are true but no one has actually known of our existence!” Handong closed the curtains over the window.

Bora remembered what you had told her, the stories about when you were a kid, the speculations they had.

“They thought I was a cannibal?! Ew!”

“I know! The morons didn’t know the difference between that and a witch!” You laughed.

“What is a witch?”

“You’ve never met a witch?”

“When would I?”

She missed the sound of your voice.

She missed you, and the worst part was she didn’t know if you were still alive or what happened to you.

Bora felt an aching in her chest that made her body run colder than it already was.

Handong let out a small gasp before she collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Bora was slow to react, wide-eyed as she felt a sting in her neck before she too had fallen unconscious.

The vampire hunters arrived, unbeknownst to Handong or Bora.

“Search the castle. Leave no stone unturned.”

“On it.”

The trinkets you had brought Bora before your mysterious disappearance had adorned the castle, blending in as they would match the style of Castle Bora.

The vampire hunter’s search had turned futile, almost.

In Bora’s bedroom had been a letter she had meant to send to you, had she known your address.

“Y/N.”

“Y/N, you’re late.” Your co-worker, Yunho, checked his watch. “Again.”

You frowned, “you’re very observant of me lately.”

Yunho beamed with a shrug, “hey! I’m only looking out for you. But the boss won’t like it.”

You had just clocked in for the day, having barely slept. “Boss can-“

Yunho covered your mouth, wide-eyed as your boss entered the room. You slowly lowered his hand off of your mouth, grinning at your boss.

“Good morning!”

“If it were a good morning, I’d be rich.”

“If it were a bad morning, Y/N would be late.” Yunho crossed his arms over his chest, a wide grin on his face. You awkwardly laughed, discreetly nudging Yunho.

“I have a meeting in an hour. Think you two can open the store normally for once?”

“Yes sir!” You and Yunho simultaneously replied enthusiastically. Your boss sighed heavily, mumbling under his breath as he walked away.

As soon as he left, you turned towards Yunho.

“I have a favor.”

“Again?” Yunho chuckled.

“During his meeting, please keep heavy tabs on him. I need to do something.” You kept your voice in a hushed tone. Yunho nodded, albeit unpleased.

“Again.”

You reached into your pocket to show him a picture of you and Bora, “she’s worth it.”

“Sure. I will cover for you so you can surprise your girlfriend.” Yunho smiled. You frowned again, lowering your phone.

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“Yet.”

“Yet… I also haven’t seen her in months-“

“Months?!” Yunho blurted, louder than both of you were comfortable with. You glanced at your boss’ office, hoping he wouldn’t come out again.

“Y/N, please, explain. Months? You basically broke up with her before you even dated!”

“Yunho!” You whined, clutching the locket Bora had given to you as a token of your friendship. “She might forgive me! You never know!”

“Months, Y/N.”

“It’s because-“

“Good morning, is Y/N here?” The monotonous voice of a man interrupted their conversation. You and Yunho turned to face the man- men, seeing as there were two of them, confused by their sudden appearance.

“Nope. And we’re closed.” Yunho pointed at the ‘closed’ sign on the door. The men looked at you, seeing your nametag.

You mentally cursed yourself, remembering how you always put your nametag on before arriving at work.

“Y/N.”

“Yeah. Caught me. Who are you?” You asked.

You saw one of them bring out an envelope with your name on it and you recognized the handwriting.

Bora.

“Do you know Bora?”

“She’s my girlfriend. Why?” You confidently spoke, knowing you told a small lie.

Yunho snapped his head towards you, his eyebrows furrowed intensely. “You said-“

“Shut up.” You cleared your throat, “why are you asking about her?“

“We need to speak to you outside.” One of the men continued. He looked at Yunho, then back at you. “Alone.”

That’s how they got you.

Something was wrong, you were correct about that.

They knew you’d be reeled in by the mention of Bora, they were correct about that.

Somewhere in an unknown underground facility, were Bora and Handong along with Minji, Siyeon, Yoohyeon, Yoobin, and Gahyeon.

And Bora didn’t think she was ever going to see you again.

She was wrong.

Your head throbbed as the dim lights hummed in the empty room you had been dumped in.

You took a moment to let the panic set in.

You had just been kidnapped.

You wondered if anyone had witnessed you getting kidnapped, the memory itself was fuzzy from whatever you had been injected with that made you fall unconscious.

There was only one door in the room and the lock seemed to have a simple padlock on the other side of the bars.

You felt calmer, reaching for the locket around your neck. Everything had been taken from you, all except the locket.

With a slight smirk, you took the locket off and opened it, then twisted it, remembering how Bora had taught you exactly how to use it in case of an emergency.

Sliding your arms through the bars with the locket-turned lock-pick, you successfully opened the cell door, catching the padlock before it could fall to the floor and cause unwanted noise.

The long concrete corridor contained more cells. You walked by a few, some empty and some with sleeping women.

“Y/N?”

Your heart dropped into your stomach, turning towards the familiar voice.

Bora.

She was gripping the bars, fearful and seemingly weakened. “Please let me out.”

You were quick too. The lock-pick in your hand as you were able to successfully pick the lock.

Now face to face, she roughly pulled you into the tightest hug you’ve ever experienced.

Her cold, bloodless arms around you felt the warmest it has ever been.

You had never experienced a hug from her either.

She ignored that her face- Her mouth, was in the crook of your neck. The smell of your blood was more enticing now than ever before.

She was starving.

Bora’s mouth watered but her eyes watered more, shoving you away as you lost your balance.

“Where have you been?! I waited for you for months!”

You sat where you had fallen, staring up at her in shock. “I didn’t have enough money- Or time to make the trips anymore! I promise you I was going to visit later today! Or…“

You stopped talking, having lost all sense of time. Whether the sun was out or not, if someone was looking for you, or if you still had a job, any information about it had all escaped you.

“I thought you were dead!” Bora yelled, her voice echoing through the corridor as she pulled you to your feet.

“I know that’s dramatic and an awful first thought, but everyone who has disappeared from me suddenly had turned up dead!” Bora cried hot tears of anger.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize it would be such a long-“

“You could’ve written me! You know where I live! I don’t know where you live!” Bora wiped her face on the sleeve of her shirt. You hugged her again, cautiously this time, wondering if she was capable of being violent.

If only you knew what she needed to survive.

“No, don’t.” Bora pushed you away again, only less harshly.

She was angry, upset, and felt abandoned- And still, she forgave you deep down. The locket- Lock-pick in your hand offered her reassurance that you hadn’t forgotten her either.

“Help me get my friends out and then we can talk.” Bora adverted her eyes from your neck, feeling drawn to the red dot on your neck from the injection of the needle used to knock you out.

She was upset, but she fought the urge of risking your life for the sake of saving hers.

Bora guarded you as you picked padlock after padlock, releasing each vampiric woman contained behind bars.

Bora stood between you and the hungry girls, “don’t. They are not our enemy.”

Somehow, that was enough to convince them not to lay their fangs on you.

She protected you throughout the maze-like facility, the other girls fed on the hunters that kept the captive, but Bora?

She still felt something wrong with it.

Not in front of you.

You had barely found your way back to her.

She didn’t want to ruin it by scaring you off.

And all this time knowing you, you’d think she would remember who you were.

The fanatic of all things creepy, occult, and gothic styles.

You noticed Bora weakening, stumbling into the walls, her hands gripping the walls that helped her steady herself.

“Bora, are you okay?” You asked, trying to help her walk. She pushed you away in response, gritting her teeth from the pain.

“Stay away…”

“Bora.”

“I’m hungry!” She shouted, sliding down the wall and onto the concrete below her.

“What do you need? I can try to find some for you!” You offered, worried about her.

“Blood! I need blood, but it feels wrong-“

“Bite me.” You cut her off, holding out your arm. She shook her head.

“No. I can’t do that to you.” She groaned, holding her stomach.

“Bora,” you stepped closer, your arm extended. “Bite me.”

“What’s going on? We have to go!” Siyeon wiped the blood from her mouth, seeing her weak friend. You stared at Bora, waiting for her to give in.

“She’s starving.”

Siyeon stared at your arm, her hunger satisfied, yet her vampiric instincts urged her to take your blood for herself.

She respected Bora’s wishes and decided against it.

“I’m not… Biting you.” Bora weakly pushed your arm away. You sat against the wall beside her, a small smile on your face.

“If you’re worried I will spend eternity alone, watching my loved ones die before me, you shouldn’t.” Your smile faded as you said that. You took Bora’s cold hand into yours.

Bora looked at you through her blurry vision.

“I am fine with spending an eternity of pain as long as it’s with you.”

You meant it.

Whether you died or had to suffer the same fate as Bora- And the other girls, you were okay with it.

Death never scared you.

But the possibility of becoming a vampire?

Being with the woman you had feelings for, someone who listened to you, let you indulge in your interests freely and without judgment.

That for sure didn’t scare you.

“You don’t mean that,” Bora muttered. You Reverted the lock-pick into a locket and opened it like normal.

The picture inside had unfolded and looked as good as new. It was the first picture you two ever took together.

Bora had somehow inserted it into the locket and you had wondered how she managed to make the picture small enough, yet still maintained most of the main details of the original.

“Bite me. Please, I don’t want to live the rest of my life without you.”

“Months…” She looked at your arm, fighting a battle against the urge of giving in.

“Yes, but I want to make it up to you.” You frowned, your arm getting tired, and yet you kept your arm up.

Bora thought about it.

She still thought it was cruel to you.

Cruel to turn you, cruel to kill you, cruel that she was worried about you finding someone new.

It was cruel.

And eventually, she gave in.

You were consumed by the dark.

The style, the literal darkness, everything you’ve loved or known.

It consumed you and you weren’t afraid of it.

The dark never scared you.

Every morning, you were shut out from the world. You had to.

The sun would obliterate you within a second without the right amount of shade and coverage.

Every night, you came out. The moonlight shone down on you as you’d make the trip into town.

Following the scent of blood to the blood bank.

Stealing was wrong, you acknowledged that.

But you had a new way of living now. You and Bora, finally together.

The kisses you both once fought the urge against, the late-night talks you’d have to make up for lost time, the dancing together in the ballroom now and then, and the late-night walks around the outside of the castle.

The feasts with Bora and the other vampires.

The initial pain from being turned into a vampire was worth it, in the end. You were no longer a member of society, but that didn’t bother you much.

They never accepted you as you were.

Bora and her friends?

They accepted you, respected you, and treated you as their own.

“My verdict on the taste of blood is,” You squinted, a small smile on your lips as you looked at Bora to make sure she was listening. When Bora looked up from the letter she was writing, you continued.

“It’s kind of gross.”

“That isn’t very vampiric of you.”

“Hey, I have been a human most of my life. What did you expect?”

“I love you, dork.”

Castle Bora, your new home, was a secret that you would never tell.

Everyone knew about it, but only as a myth or a legend.

They knew about Kim Bora, but only from the past. They suspected she was a vampire, a cannibal, or a witch.

They didn’t know the full story or about the eternally youthful couple that resided within the grand walls of the castle.

You would never speak of the castle to anyone inside the city. Doing so might endanger Bora.

You as well, now that you joined her in her vampiric lifestyle.

She was your home, and you, hers.

You knew you would never leave again but you were okay with that because the dark never scared you.

[rubin-therubix-loverofblorbos]

INCORRECT QUOTES

John Hancock: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million caps? Fahrenheit: You stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-ass house. Nick Valentine: You can stab me too, then we'll have 20 million. Fahrenheit: Good thinking.

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John Hancock, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him Paladin Danse: You did WHAT– Nick Valentine: William Snakepeare

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John Hancock: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY] Nick Valentine: What's that? John Hancock: Remorse code. Nick Valentine: I'm even angrier now.

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John Hancock: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside Nick Valentine: Nick Valentine: John Hancock, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn... John Hancock: *Sips coffee from bowl*

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John Hancock: Bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something. Nick Valentine: John Hancock, you don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass.

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Fahrenheit, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today! John Hancock: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

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Fahrenheit: There is no future. there is no past. do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet. Hancock: Valentine: Sole: Everyone Else At Fahrenheit’s Surprise Birthday Party: Hancock: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

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Fahrenheit: Hancock isn’t answering their phone Valentine: I’ll call Fahrenheit: Sole and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi- Hancock: Hello?

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Valentine: Is something burning? Hancock: Just my love for you. Valentine: John, the toaster is on fire.

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Valentine, in a beach shirt: So sue me, it's October and I'd like to be on Island Time for a day! Hancock: I have Spotify open right now on my computer, do you want me to blast you? Do you want me to put you on blast? Cuz I've got your history right here on the sidebar, Hancock: Take it Back by Jimmy Buffet, Nautical Wheelers by Jimmy Buffet, Jolly Mon Sing by Jimmy Buffet, Steamer by Jimmy Buffet, trEAT HER LIKE A LADY BY JIMMY BUFFET, MAÑANA BY JIMMY BUFFET, WHEN SALOME PLAYS THE DRUMS BY JAMES BUFFET, HAVANA DAYDREAMIN BY JIMMY BUFFET- What the FUCK happened to you?! Valentine, laughing: I HAD A CASE OF THE MONDAYS Hancock: ARE YOU HAUNTED?! ARE YOU FUCKING POSSESSED?! Hancock: YOU USED TO BE MY FRIEND Valentine, cry-laughing: ᴵ ᴴᴬᴰ ᴬ ᶜᴬˢᴱ ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴹᴼᴺᴰᴬʸˢ

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Valentine: Hancock was banned from the chicken shack, so we had to go out of town to get some. Hancock: Well, they shouldn’t say “all you can eat” if they don’t mean it. Valentine: Hancock, you ate a chair.

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Valentine: Can you please be serious for five minutes? Hancock: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

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Hancock: What if the 'g' in 'gif' is silent? Valentine: Go the fuck to sleep Hancock: What gif I don't want to? Valentine: Fuck You

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Hancock: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you. Valentine: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Hancock: Absolutely not.

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Hancock: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so let's go for 12 more just in case. Valentine: John, that's a coma. Hancock: Sounds festive.

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John Hancock: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles. Nick Valentine: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one? John Hancock: Seize the dick.

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Nick Valentine: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart-shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- John Hancock: I wrote you a poem. Nick Valentine, already crying: You did?

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John Hancock: So, I was wondering... if you... wanted to go on a date? Nick Valentine: Talk to the hand. John Hancock, voice breaking: Oh, okay. Nick Valentine, with ‘I love you’ written on their hand: No- wAIT-

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John Hancock: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Nick Valentine: Okay. John Hancock: And make out during the scary parts. Nick Valentine: Th- Nick Valentine: The scary parts. Nick Valentine: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

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Nick Valentine: Sorry I'm late, I was doing something. John Hancock: I'm something.

Fahrenheit: Innuendos aside, that's actually one of the more positive things you've said about yourself.

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John Hancock: Can I sit here? Nick Valentine: That's my lap. John Hancock: And That doesn't answer my question.

Farewell, people.

[hotch-stufff]

Meet the Parents

Gif is not mine

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x f!Reader

Warnings!: angsty, mentions of neglect, bad parenting, fighting, arguing, lots of yelling, parents saying degrading things towards reader, but happy ending between reader and hotch obviously

Description: Hotch meets your parents that have never approved of you or anything you do, how will he react when they begin picking apart your life?

A/N: not rlly sure if i love this one, but I hope you guys do. Probably a bunch of spelling errors, just warning you.

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It was a bad idea.

Of course it was a bad idea.

You really didn't know why you had to go through with this.

You never wanted to have to introduce him to your parents. You had hoped this day wouldn't come. They were... not the best parents in the world, to say the least.

But you were engaged, getting married in only a few months, and your parents had of course heard of your engagement from your older sister. She had accidently let it slip on her last visit.

And now you had to introduce him. And God you were terrified. They had belittled and picked apart each and every aspect of your life.

It wasn't really your father, more so your mother. But he had never stopped her and joined in occasionally.

They had always hated your decisions. You had joined the marines straight out of highschool, and went to the FBI academy after 4 years of service. You had then quickly made your way to the FBI's behavior analysist unit, and that was where you had met your now fiance, Aaron Hotchner.

And of course your mother disapproved. She had always wanted you to go the traditional route. Be a stay at home mom, married with kids by the time you were 20.

You were now 28 and just getting engaged, so of course your mother was going to have some complaints.

But you had never expected how the night actually had turned out.

You had been wringing your hands the entire way there. Aaron had been worried about you for the entirety of the trip. Constantly sending you glances, taking your hand in his own and squeezing reassuringly.

"It will be alright, love." He would tell you. You would simply glance at him shaking your head.

He didn't know how wrong he was.

Soon enough you pulled up into the driveway of your childhood home. Your heart beat widely as you stepped out of the car, meeting Aaron on the other side.

"I'm sorry." He shot you a confused look.

"For what?" he had asked.

"Just apologizing in advance." And with that you rang the doorbell. You heard footsteps and the door was yanked open. Your mothers shrill voice rang through the air.

"Honey! They're here." She sent a smile Aaron's way, and glanced at you dissaprovingly. "Darling. What on earth are you wearing?" You looked down at your simple dress and rolled your eyes.

"Good to see you too mom." She shook her head.

"Of course of course. Good to see you as well. And you must be Aaron? We have heard nothing about you." You scoffed, quickly covering it with a cough, as Aaron responded.

"Yes, Aaron Hotchner ma'am. Its wonderful to meet you."he stuck out his hand for her to shake, but she just turned around and strutted away.

"Do come in, we wouldn't want dinner to get cold. You're already 20 minutes late." She scolded as she walked through the kitchen door.

"Mom, we are 5 minutes early." You stated simply. She laughed like you had said the most absurd thing in the world. You just rolled your eyes.

Aaron shot you a glance and you smiled softly at him.

You gathered around your table, hoping for a somewhat pleasant meal. You father walked in glancing at Aaron before doing a double take.

"Ah you must be Aaron." Your father held out his hand hesitantly. Hotch shook it respectfully introducing himself.

"Yes sir, Aaron Hotchner." He nodded politely.

You all sat around the table and began eating in silence. Small talk here and there but mostly silence, until your mother finally spoke up.

"So, you two met at work?"she asked, disdain present in her voice.

"Uh, yes we did. We work together at the BAU." You replied, catching your mothers eye roll but electing to ignore it.

"Yes, I'm the unit chief, and Y/n is one of our best agents." You couldn't stop him before he made his mistake. And you saw the realization flashed in your father's eyes.

"Unit chief? Like the boss?" He asked.

"Shit." You muttered under your breath. "Yes dad, like the boss." You said a bit louder.

"You're dating your boss!" Your mother exclaimed.

"Mom, its not that big of a deal, he isn't my direct boss, another agent is." You tried explaining.

"Ugh, this government talk us just too much at the dinner table." She sighs dramatically and you shut up, not wanted to start a fight so early in the night.

You all continued eating until your dad spoke again.

"So Aaron you must be significantly older than Y/n." Your father continued. Aaron nearly choked on his drink.

"Um, there is a small age difference yes. But we have never let it bother us." God this was painful.

"No but, why on earth would you bother with a young, disappointment like Y/n? I mean she's obviously gained some weight. She had a dishonorable job for a woman. She doesn't have a family, and jmis just now getting into a serious relationship. I mean seriously Aaron, you could do so much better than, her." You could not believe the audacity of this woman. Your mother effectively silenced the entire table. You felt tears gather in your eyes. As you tried to stop them from falling down your face, Aaron set his wine down calmly and stood up.

"Your daughter is very far from a disapointment." He stated matter of factly. "She is by far one of the Best people that I know. She is the love of my life. She is one of THE most prestigious agents in the FBI, and is apart of one of the best teams in the country. She is the most amazing partner in the world, and had become my favorite person. I dont know how you consider yourselves decent human beings when you can sit here and degrade your own daughter like this. And I feel sorry that you can't see how amazing she truly is." He was nearly breathless when he finished. You stood up beside him.

"Aaron's, right. You guys are the most indecent human bei-"

Anger had flashed in your fathers eyes as he stood angrily, slamming his hands on the table, effectively interrupting you.

"How dare you come into our house and speak such words towards us!?" He yelled at Aaron and you with a furociousness you hadn't seen since you joined the marines.

"Sit down and shut up!" Aaron yelled right back, furious that your father had just interrupted you.

You decided it was time to step in and leave.

"Me and my fiance will be leaving now. I hope you have wonderful lives. And the next time I hear from you it better be an apology otherwise you will never be meeting your grandchildren. And my my wouldn't that just be very indecent." You finished in a mocking tone, spinning around and walking away, Aaron hot on your heals.

You somehow held off your tears till you reached the car and pulled into your driveway and then you completely broke down.

Aaron held you the best he could over the console, trying his best to make you feel better

"Sshhh, sweetheart, its okay." He whispered into your hair. "That was so brave. I'm so proud of you." You smiled slowly pulling away from him.

"Thank you Aaron, for everything you said in there. I never would have had the courage to say anything to them if it wasn't for you. So thank you." He was about to protest, but you shut him up quickly by pressing your lips to his in a passionate kiss.

"I love you." He mumbled against your lips.

You just kissed him harder, getting your message across loud and clear. You pulled away, wiping away your tears.

"I think they liked you." You mumbled a few seconds later, causing him to burst into laughter.

"Especially when I told your dad to shut up." You giggled at his statement.

"Especially then." You continued laughing as you leaned in kissing him again.

Never had you been happier for having a man like Aaron Hotchner.

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[mentalpolaroids]

flufftober - day 8

Cooking Lessons

[gif creds @demoncity​]

John B Routledge x female!Reader

Warnings: mentions of blood

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“Remind me why you’re making me do this again?”

“Because you can’t live off of leftovers from the Wreck forever and beer and chips isn’t an actual meal.” 

(y/n) and John B had just left Miss Lana’s house with two baskets full of fresh vegetables and other natural products she grew in her yard. (y/n) had promised the Pogue she would teach him how to cook someday after the last storm had hit the Outer Banks and they found themselves stuck at home with no proper food. After so many excuses from the boy, this time he couldn’t escape her when she showed up at the chateau with the baskets ready to be filled up and determined to show him how to live like a human being should live. 

They put the baskets in the backseat of the Twinkie and got ready to leave. 

“So,” John B started, “what’s the menu for today?”

“We’ll start with the basic stuff. Soup, pasta, how to properly fry eggs.”

“Hey, I can fry eggs.”

“Your chicken would disagree.” 

He playfully pushed her shoulder, his eyes not leaving the road ahead. 

“Thanks for doing this by the way, really.” he said, in a more serious tone, “I really appreciate it.”

(y/n) smiled.

“Of course. What are friends for?”

John B smiled with his lips tight, the word friends burning like a sting inside his chest. 

“Cooking lessons and making fun of you.” he ended up answering, trying to disguise his hurt. 

“Exactly.”

At the chateau, (y/n) helped John B organize the stuff they bought from Miss Lana and also the kitchen. 

“Alright, first important thing to cook decently,” the girl started while cleaning some pans from the cabinets, “work in a decent kitchen.”

“Looks pretty decent to me.”

“Yeah, to you only.” she smacked him with the rug. 

Both cleaned the kitchen, from the counters to the table and every single dish present in that house. (y/n) then moved on to some basic recipes John B could cook himself when she wasn’t there, scribbling it on a notebook she had brought with her and intended on giving to him. Giving things and offering help was her love language and seeing her best friend missing so much stuff was driving her crazy, wanting to give him the world and more. She was never sure how to express her feelings, especially romantic ones, so the best she could do was hint it with small gestures that she had no idea meant so much to John B. The Pogue had always looked at her differently, what started as just thinking she was beautiful and hot soon became much deeper than that when he started daydreaming about her and making excuses to get himself alone with the girl. When it came to her teaching him how to cook, he only accepted the idea because he would be spending time with her, his pride had held him back on that for a moment. 

With the recipes noted, (y/n) then proceeded to set up the ingredients for a soup, fighting back the complaints coming from the boy, saying soup was disgusting. 

“You’ll like this one, I promise. Even JJ liked it.”

She set a few vegetables on the counter and ordered John B to cut them while she put the water to boil. 

“Huh, (y/n/n)?”

“Hmm?”

“I cut myself.”

He lifted his hand free of the knife, blood starting to run down his finger, to his palm.

“Wow, you literally had one job.”

“And turns out I suck at it.”

She sighed and shook her head. Grabbing his other hand, she dragged him to the bathroom. 

“Let’s take care of that, it looks kinda serious.” 

John B leaned his back on the sink as (y/n) grabbed the first aid kit that was in big need of a restock. 

“You know, this is God telling me I shouldn't cook.” 

“Or maybe you should just be more careful?”

“Yeah, maybe that.”

(y/n) ordered him to clean his finger under the water while she tried to see what she could use, considering there wasn’t much material in the box. 

“We should definitely use this SpongeBob band-aid.”

“Nope.”

(y/n) faked an offended gasp and turned off the faucet.

“Give me your hand.”

She dried the skin as gently as possible, cleaned the cut and wrapped it in two layers of gauze. As she was doing all that, John B stared at her in adoration, too deep into his feelings to even worry about her catching him and see through his eyes how he felt. 

“All done.” (y/n) announced, still clueless to the boy’s stare. She cleaned up the sink and put away the first aid kit and as she was about to make her way back to the kitchen she noticed John B hadn’t moved. 

“You ok?”

“My finger kinda hurts.” he answered, studying the bandage, “I think you need to kiss it better.”

The sentence only made (y/n) roll her eyes, but she made her way to grab his hand again anyway, not missing the opportunity to be close to him. She pressed her lips to the bandage, letting it linger there for longer than it probably was necessary, but she didn’t care. Something was telling her to just go for it, probably the same thing that was telling John B to make it happen, like a cloud of gravity pulling them to each other. (y/n) lifted her head to look at the boy, still holding his hand. Words weren’t needed for them to know what they wanted, and so it was his lips’ turn to have hers pressed against them. Their mouths worked the other in perfect sync, making them grow eager for more. 

“Does it feel better now?” she interrupted the kiss without putting much distance between their faces. 

“Not yet.” he smiled, holding her closer against him, “I think you need to do it again.” 

And she did, over and over again, enough times for them to forget about what she was there to help him with in the first place, because she was taking care of him in a different way now.

[darling-i-read-it]

Sneaking Out

Tom Riddle x Slytherin!fem!reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: breaking rules lol, almost being caught sneaking out, some pestery conversations, insinuations to smut

Author’s Note: loosely based off this tiktok I saw that had my mind running ramid. Ronnie is one of my favorite cosplayers (he does loki AND leon too and he has the best leon around). I hope you guys enjoy this random ass no plot thing

Summary: It’s very hard to sneak out of the dorms and Tom and you give it a go.

Genre: fluff

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

Getting out of the dorms past curfew was a feat very few people had succeeded. Hogwarts was not only managed by humans, it was protected by wizards and magic. Getting through the prowling staff and the expertly placed spells? No one got through that.

People had tried and failed. Boasting wizards and witches got a popularity boost just by giving it a go. If they got decently far out of the common rooms that was even better. One time one of the Black kids had gotten a decent way to the door outside of the castle. How they managed to get past everything still amazed people to this very day, years later.

But Tom...Tom had it down to a science.

You sat in the Slytherin common room together. Mostly everyone was gone upstairs to head to bed but there was still about a half hour before everyone needed to turn in. You were sitting on the same couch but on opposite ends. He had a book out, you were writing spells into your notebook to practice the spellings.

There were only two other people in the room.

“Practicing are we?” Joan Emory said, sitting between you and Tom. He didn’t bat an eye. He never did.

“Just getting the spellings down,” you said, not looking up from your page. Joan could be testy sometimes and you had no interest in entertaining her. Not today. Not tonight.

“Do you think you could talk to Jeffrey tomorrow?” Joan asked. You let out a soft sigh, closing your book. She had held a torch for Jeffrey since the start of her Hogwarts experience and he liked you. It wasn’t something you had entertained but she annoyed you about it nonetheless.

You turned to look at her.

“I’m not going to.”

“He’s heads over heels if you just let him know you’re not interested-”

“Who said I wasn’t interested?” you asked. You saw Tom behind her, his ears perking up and his head turned slightly. That was a surprise to him.

“You said-”

“Joan, leave it be. He doesn’t want to date you.” She huffed, trying to sputter out some sort of words.

“You’re awful,” she spat finally. You gave her a thin lipped smile.

“I’m a Slytherin,” you hissed back at her. Tom closed his book harshly, making Joan jump as she started to walk away. “So am I. I’m not cruel.”

“I’m not unjustly cruel Joan.” She walked away, up the staircase to the dorms. You watched her go, leaving just you, Tom and one other late night studier in the room. Tom turned to you.

“Jeffery Biggs?”

“Oh leave it be. I’m not entertaining it.” You stood up and smoothed out your cardigan. It was beginning to look rather rainy outside which made you elated. It meant you could start burning some candles. “I’ll see you later Tom.” He gave you a look and you turned around, up the stairs into the girls dormitory.

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At exactly 12:11 on the dot, you slid out of bed. You tried to be as quiet as possible so that none of the other girls saw you get out. You hadn’t bothered putting on pajamas as you knew you would be leaving soon. Your heartbeat in your ears, making you second guess yourself. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. It wasn’t even your idea, it was Tom’s.

The staircases were monitored. In the same way they were able to check if a man or woman went up the stairs, it could check when a person was going up and down. Tom had given you clear instructions.

Slide down the railing.

You hopped up on it and gripped the side as you kept your feet from touching the ground. You landed on the ground with a soft thump safely. You waited for a moment, listening. Nothing. First step done.

You walked into the common room where Tom was already waiting.

“You’re late,” he said, voice neutral and calm. You checked your wristwatch.

“30 seconds isn’t too bad. Joan has been tossing and turning, I wanted to make sure she wasn’t awake.”

He grabbed your hand tightly and turned to the door.

“Now remember, the pictures-”

“Are asleep and we can’t risk waking them.” “The stairwell-”

“Moves slower at night.”

“And the staff-”

“Moves alone. I’ve got it Tom.” He nodded once.

“You were listening. Good.” He opened the door and slipped through. He had mapped out the entire school in his mind. He knew it inside and out, though you’ve never understood how. He dragged you along quietly. You stepped only where he stepped.

It was odd seeing the school at night. No longer candle lit, the portraits were all sound asleep. It felt like you and Tom were the only people in the world.

You kept walking around a corner when Tom yanked you back and shoved you against the wall. You gave him a look but he put his hand over your mouth, glancing around the corner. You heard the soft footsteps of someone walking. You stared into Tom’s eyes but he was distracted. His hand remained over your mouth.

Finally he leaned away and removed his hand. You let out a breath.

“Come. Quickly,” he whispered.

Soon you arrived at your destination. The astronomy tower. No one patrolled there and there were no spells to keep you out. The only thing you had to worry about was researchers coming up to watch the stars but rarely anyone came up there for that reason.

Once you got up the long flight of stairs you could finally breathe a sigh of relief. You had made it.

You leaned over the window, putting your hand out. Tom lit the candle in there with a spell and the small room was illuminated with fire light. You turned around to look at him and he cupped your face, kissing you harshly.

You leaned into his chest, your back arching to mold into his body. He leaned you against the window sill and hoisted you up, causing you to break away from him. You looked over the edge that you were now leaning against.

“Tom,” you breathed. “I’m going to fall.”

“You think I would let you fall?” He scoffed. His hands slid up your thighs and down your arms to your hands. He held them. “Lean back.” You laughed nervously.

“No way. I’m not doing that. Do you know how high we are? I’ve had plenty of danger for the night and we still have to go ba-”

“Lean back.” You were silent. You met his eyes. Tom and you had been acquaintances when you both first came to Hogwarts. Now you were a little bit of everything. Strangers, lovers, friends, soulmates. You were a versatile duo.

“Tom…”

“Le-” He started but you leaned back before he could finish. You were now parallel to the ground, half of your body over the edge. You gasped, looking up at the stars. You had windows in the dorms and everything but it had been a couple weeks since you had seen the stars while being outside. Tom held your hands tightly, allowing you to have this moment.

After a second he pulled you back. You wrapped your arms around him and stumbled down the window sill into his grasp. You laughed nervously, turning around to look down the view to see how high you were.

“That wasn’t so bad,” he said, hand on your hip. You gave him a look.

“I could have fallen.”

“For the last time, I won’t let you fall.”

“If you had, they would’ve caught you. Your plan would be ruined.”

“And you would be dead,” he said, crossing his arms. “A loose loose.” You smiled warmly.

“Awe look at that. Tom Riddle has a heart.”

“It’s thawing,” he said hardly, like he didn’t believe it. You put your hand on his chest, making a confused face. You leaned forward like you were listening.

“There it is. I can feel it. Beating.”

“Glad to have a second opinion.” His gaze softened. It was nice with you. He felt nice with you.

“I kinda hope they catch us,” you said, backing away from him. “Let the world know that Tom is human. That you’re just like the rest of us.”

“Don’t push it.” He wrapped his arms around you. “They’ll never catch us.”

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[starks-hero]

What He Doesn't Know Won't Hurt Him

Pairing: Loki x Stark!Reader

Summary: You and Loki had been doing a fairly decent job at keeping your relationship a secret from the other members of the team, specifically your father. But what happens when word finally gets out?

Word Count: 4,480

Warnings: fluff, implied smut, angst

a/n: This gif, that is all

You had your music playing at full volume as you worked your way around the lab, your latest suit laid out on the table. It was almost finished and you were more than impressed with how it had turned out.

Grabbing one of the many tools strewn out on the tabletop, you got to work assuring each circuit was in place.

It was fair to say that whilst you were in one of your zones, you could easily get lost in your work. Which was probably the reasons you hadn't noticed Loki make his way into the lab.

You jumped slightly when two slender arms wrapped around your middle. “Loki,” you scolded, not taking your eyes away from your work. “I'm busy.”

He chuckled. “I can see that, dove,” he purred. “But I'm bored.”

“You're welcome to stay here as long as you stay out of my way,” you offered, smirking when Loki rose his hands innocently.

“You won't even know I'm here.”

You managed to steal five minutes of peace. And then Loki's ability to sit still and not cause trouble seemed to reach its end. He started simply, standing ridiculously close, running his hand along your side. Your frustrated sigh and visible struggle to focus on your suit only egged him on. He re-positioned himself behind you, hands resting on your hips and lips finding your neck.

When one of his hands began to trace down your stomach and towards the waistband of your jeans you drew the line.

“Loki, stop.” you chided urgently. “Not here.”

“Why not?” he asked, nipping at the exposed skin of your neck. “It's as good a place as any.”

“Someone could see,” you pressed on.

Loki’s kissing ceased but he didn't remove his arms from around you. If anything he held you tighter.

“And would that be such a bad thing?” he asked after a beat of silence. You sighed and turned in his arms, now facing the god. His eyes said it all, he wasn't hurt, but he was tired of keeping up this charade.

He hated having to wait till you were both alone to show his affection, having to settle for stolen kisses and subtle glances all in an attempt to keep your relationship a secret from the rest of the team. Loki was growing sick of it. He wanted to hold you, kiss you, mark you, to show everyone you belonged to him. He hated having to hide his feelings as if they weren’t acceptable.

“Loki, we've talked about this. If the team finds out, especially my dad, it'll cause nothing but trouble.” You frowned at Loki's defeated expression. “I want to tell them, I do. I love you and I want everyone to know that. But only when the time is right.”

Loki nodded, a smile tugging at his lips. Slender fingers wrapping around your wrist and he placed a kiss to your hand. “As you wish, darling.”

Loki turned to leave but you gently grasped hold of his sleeve and tugged him back. “Where do you think you're going?”

Loki tilted his head. “You said-”

“I said I wasn't ready to tell them,” you clarified. “I never said anything about you leaving.”

A devilish smirked spread across Loki's lips as he stepped back towards you, hands grasping your waist. “Why of course, my dear.” He pushed you against the cool steel of the table. “How may I be of service to you?”

You pulled him into a hungry kiss and he practically moaned into your mouth. Grasping hold of your thighs, he hoisted you up onto the table and slotted himself snugly between your legs. Truth be told, this wasn't what you had in mind. You were serious when you said the lab wasn't a good place to start something but Loki was just too irresistible. His kisses trailed from your jaw down your neck and you couldn't help the whimper that left your lips as he sucked on the sweet spot just above your collar bone.

Your hand tangled in his raven hair and he laughed breathlessly against your skin as he pulled you closer to him. “That's it, pet.”

The sudden sound of someone clearing their throat caused both of you to almost jump out of your skin. You turned towards the lab door and found a rather unimpressed Natasha standing in the threshold, arms crossed and glare seething into a certain god.

Your heart jumped into your throat as you hurriedly pushed Loki away and scrambled to your feet.

“Oh, no. Don't stop on my account,” Nat snarled and the venom in her tone was enough to send shivers down even Loki's spine.

“Nat! We were just-”

“Don't bullshit me, Y/N. You know it doesn't work,” Nat stated plainly and you swallowed. She was right, it was near impossible to successfully lie to her. “Does your father know?”

“No, no, no. Nat, you can't tell him,” you begged. “He'll kill us.”

Natasha scoffed, pointing an accusing finger at Loki, who was still standing sheepishly behind you. “He's lucky I haven't killed him myself.”

Loki shifted uncomfortably. When it came down to it, he was a god and Nat was human. She probably couldn't do much damage to him. But she was certainly intimidating. Loki wasn't so much upset over the fact that you'd been caught, if anything Loki found it rather exciting. His only worry was how this situation would pan out for you. And your relationship.

“Natasha, please. You know how my dad overreacts.”

“I'm not sure I'd count ‘getting pissed that your daughter's dating a criminal’ as overreacting.”

You felt helpless. With Tony as your father, the team were the closest thing you had to family. Nat had always been important to you, she was an older sister, a cool aunt and in some cases, a understanding mother all rolled up into one. She wanted what was best for you, and you knew if that meant throwing Loki under the bus, she wouldn't hesitate.

Noticing your struggle, Loki decided to intervene.

“Agent Romanoff, if you'd allow us to explain. I-”

Nat turned to Loki with a glare that stopped the god mid-sentence. “I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to Y/N.” She turned back to you. “Tell your dad.”

“What?!”

“Tell Tony about this.” She clarified, gesturing between you and Loki. “Or I will.”

“Nat,” you started but as she raised an eyebrow you knew she wasn't bluffing. She was dead serious.

“Okay, okay, fine. We'll tell him. But just not yet-” you hesitated. “Just give us a little more time to figure it all out.”

Natasha seemed unconvinced, to say the least, but when she noticed the genuine worry in your expression she backed off and her voice softened.

“Fine. But if he finds out beforehand, I had no idea about any of this,” she ordered. “And you,” Nat glanced at Loki who was still standing behind you. “Are on thin ice.”

Nat turned to leave, shooting one final glare Loki’s way. “Oh, and a bit of advice. Next time lock the goddamn door.”

You both sighed in temporary relief as the door slammed shut and you were left alone.

“Well, that went well,” Loki commented sarcastically, rubbing at his temple.

“And that was only Nat. How do you think the others are going to react?” You took a seat on the workbench and Loki joined you.

“Were you serious?” he asked. “About telling them? Telling him?”

You sighed, dropping your head into your hands. “I suppose we don't have much of a choice now, do we?” You murmured and Loki chuckled slightly.

“I suppose not.”

“You're enjoying this.” You growled as Loki’s mood seemed only slightly diminished by the situation you’d just been landed in.

“Yes, I find being threatened by a world-class assassin immensely enjoyable,” he noted nonchalantly. Loki sighed when the fear remained evident in your expression. He gently caught your wrist and pulled it away from your face, lacing your fingers as he did so. “Honestly, my dear. There's no need to worry. It will be fine.”

“You sound awfully sure.”

“That’s because I am,” Loki smirked, his tone reassuring and soft. He placed a harmless kiss against your cheek, but couldn’t resist the urge to continue down to your jaw.

His nose grazed your neck as his breath fanned out over your skin. His voice fell to a low whisper. “Now, what was it we were getting to before we were so rudely interrupted?”

You couldn’t help but laugh in slight disbelief. “You never learn, do you?”

Loki flicked his wrist as he began to plant kisses down your neck. “Do you take me for a fool?”

 You glanced at the labs' door to find the keypad had turned red. Locked. Smirking, Loki pushed you down and picked up where he'd left off.

It had been a little over a week since Natasha had found out about your relationship with Loki and thankfully, she hadn't said anything as of yet. She was giving you a generous amount of time to build up the courage to tell both your father and the rest of the team, but it was courage you were yet to find. The stress of the whole situation had been getting to you, something that was becoming more and more apparent to Loki.

In some desperate attempt to help you blow off a little steam, the god had dragged you down to the training hall. You and Loki often trained together, though since the beginning of your relationship, training seldom actually took place during your sessions.

But you needed it today, and after less than fifteen minutes of sparring, you could already feel some of the stress dissipating.

“Let's try that again,” Loki stated, helping you up from where you'd fallen back onto the training mat. He steadied you before pacing back a few steps as you both prepared for another round.

You made the first move, Loki easily blocking your strike. He caught your other arm as you tried to hit his shoulder and he only barely avoided a knee in the groin by spinning you around and catching you in a gentle headlock.

“Fighting dirty today are we, darling?” He purred in your ear and you smirked. Leaning forward, you used the momentum to throw Loki over your shoulder, straddling him to assure he stayed down.

“Problem with that?”

Loki chuckled, staring up at you. “Certainly not.” Throwing his leg over and shifting his weight, he threw you off of him and you landed on the floor beside him. He then took up his position on top of you. “Two can play at that game.”

He used his new vantage point to lean down and kiss your shoulder. “And I do enjoy it so very much.”

You turned your head to the side to grant Loki better access as he kissed up your neck, but your blood ran cold when you noticed a familiar figure standing dumbstruck at the halls entrance.

“Shit, Steve!” You pushed Loki off of you and for a moment he thought it was an attempted diversion until his own eyes locked with the captains. “Steve, wait!”

He was already turning to leave and you took off after him, Loki right behind you. You barely caught him before he reached the door. “Steve, hear us out, please.”

He turned to look at you with slight disappointment, his cheeks still tinted red with embarrassment given what he'd just walked in on. “Why didn't you tell us, Y/N?”

“I swear I was going to. I should have sooner and I'm sorry.” You rushed. “But please, Steve. You can't tell my dad, not yet.”

Steve hesitated. He'd taken you under his wing from day one and he'd be lying if he said he saw you as anything less than family. He didn't want to put you in a situation where he knew you'd face hardship. But he also didn't want to put his relationship with Tony on the line. He knew what that could lead to.

“I won't lie to Tony.”

“Then just don't say anything!” You tried. “Not saying anything technically isn't lying.”

Steve sighed, glancing between you both, his eyes lingering on Loki a moment longer. Loki seemed to have read the captains mind.

“Captain, I understand your concerns. But I can assure you my intentions are completely good-willed.”

Steve shook his head, questioning his sanity. “Does anyone else know?”

“Natasha, that's it.”

Steve seriously pondered the dilemma he was being faced with. Part of him wanted to march off and tell Tony, part of him wanted to strangle Loki for even putting his hands on you and the other part was still hung up on how upset you’d be if he chose either of the latter options.

“Alright,” Steve said after a moment of silence and relief flooded your expression. “But if your father asks-”

“I understand.” You nodded, still breathing a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Steve.”

You counted your lucky stars as Steve left the training hall, the whole conversation having gone way better than you could have possibly imagined.

“You know, my dear,” Loki stated from behind you. “We really must stop picking the worst possible places in the compound to make out.”

You'd been peacefully working away in the lab, adding the finishing touches to the suit you'd been working on. A few more final touch-ups and a test run and it would be ready for missions.

The door slamming opened behind you immediately caught your attention as a severely pissed off Loki stormed in. His jaw was set and his hands were balled into fists. This couldn't be good.

“Loki, what's wrong?” you asked, rounding the table and approaching him. He was already pacing.

“Thor knows,” he growled and your heart stopped. “He was asking ridiculous questions about you and I and he knew I was lying.”

You inhaled sharply and did your best to avoid groaning in frustration, unable to grasp how Loki of all people had gotten caught out lying. “Loki, you're the god of lies.”

“And Thor's a persistent bastard!” He bit back.

You grappled with the little composure you had left and sighed. Loki was still clearly fretting and at least one of you had to start thinking straight.

“Okay, well what did he say?”

“That he wouldn't tell anyone,” Loki murmured, running his index finger along his top lip, something he often did when nervous.

“Alright then, what are we worried about? He said he wouldn't tell.”

Loki scoffed. “It's Thor! He struggles to keep the simplest of secrets, he's going to let it slip!” Loki took a seat and wrung his hands. “Your father is going to kill me.”

You stepped towards him and ran a comforting hand through his raven hair. He sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head against your stomach.

“You're a god, Loki. I don't think he could kill you even if he wanted to.”

“He'll find a way,” Loki moped, tightening his hold on you.

You huffed at Loki's dramatic antiques as you continued to run your hand through his hair. One thing was now painfully clear, you needed to tell your dad. Before anyone else found out.

It was all planned out perfectly. The team was set to have dinner together in an attempt to bring some normality to your crazy lives, and you figured it would be the best time to break the new. You'd wait until everyone had finished eating and you and your dad were alone and then you'd tell him.

Not only did you think it would be better to have the conversation one on one, but Loki not being there also lessened the likely hood of your father trying to kill him if he didn't take the news kindly.

The only major challenge now was making it through the dinner itself without losing your nerve. Loki assured you that he'd be by your side right up until the moment he had to leave, and he meant it. Your father sat at the head of the table, because of course he did, and you sat to his right. Loki was seated beside you.

Most of the dinner passed as they usually did when the team ate together. Clint complained about the take out choice, Nat downed an impressive amount of wine whilst somehow remaining sober and a philosophical debate had broken out despite their being no indication as to what had started it.

For once, you and Loki remained silent, too nervous to offer any input should your worrisome tone give you away. You had spent most of the dinner toying with the food on your plate with your fork.

Loki's hand gently held yours beneath the table. It was risky, but no one had noticed and it was currently the only thing keeping you sane.

“You alright, kiddo?”

You glanced up to find your dad staring at you. He motioned to your untouched plate of food.

“You haven't touched your take out. It's your favourite.”

“Oh yeah, I- uh,” you stumbled over your own words and cursed yourself for being caught off guard. Most of the team were still chatting amongst themselves, but Steve and Natasha were now watching the exchange between you and Tony attentively. “I guess I'm just not that hungry.”

He seemed entirely unconvinced and leaned in slightly, away from the prying ears of the table. “You sure everything's alright?”

You gulped. Your father was no idiot and he knew something was eating away at you. From the corner of your eye, you could see Nat nodding her head and Steve smiling supportively. This was the perfect opportunity to bring it up and you decided it was now or never. “Well, actually-”

“Nice going, Clint!”

Both your heads snapped up to see that a knocked over wine bottle had stained both the end of the table and Bruce's white shirt.

“Hey! It's not my fault. Who even drinks this stuff anyway?!”

“What the hell is that suppose to mean, bird brain?” Sam yelled, possessively grabbing what was left in the overturned bottle and dunking it into his glass. Bucky hid his smile behind his bottle of beer.

Everyone else's attention had turned to Bruce, who seemed to be doing an excellent job at not hulking out and sending Clint through the nearest wall.

You bit your lip.

“Dad, is it alright if I leave? I'm not feeling up to eating right now.” You asked. Now clearly wasn't the best time to bring something up and you decided waiting till after everyone had turned it in for the night was probably best.

“Sure thing, sweet pea,” he smiled as you stood and pushed in your chair behind you. Loki followed you, rising to his feet.

“I think it's time I also take my leave.” No one paid much attention as Loki mimicked your actions and prepared to leave the table.

“Leaving already?” Wanda asked politely and you smiled back, already prepared to answer with ‘Yeah, I'm just tired.’

“Of course they are! I'm sure my brother and Y/N have much to do and discuss,” Thor smirked, winking and raising his glass to the both of you in a not so subtle way.

Silence fell over the entire table and you and Loki grew rigid. Natasha and Steve turned to glare at Thor, who lowered his glass, realising what exactly he'd just said.

“What?” Tony said, turning to Thor with a shocked expression. Loki quickly stepped in.

“I think my brother may have had a tad too much Asgardian ale, I-

“No, what did you say?” He asked again, voice raising. All eyes were now either on Tony, Loki or you.

Thor seemed to shrink into his seat, taking interest in the bottom of his cup as he attempted to backtrack and fix his mistake. But it was too late.

Your father's gaze turned to you and then Loki, who was cautiously standing behind you. 

“One chance.” He was livid. “You get one chance to tell me the truth.”

“Dad, can we not do this now,” you asked quietly.

“The truth, Y/N.” You couldn’t recall the last time you’d seen your father so angry. And as terrified as you were, you knew lying would only dig you a deeper hole.

“I was going to tell you,” you started, wincing as he ran a hand down his face. “I just didn't know how and then Nat told me I should just-”

Your father's glare turned to Natasha who choked on her wine at your words. You mentally grimaced as you realized what you'd just said.

“Oh, so you knew!” Tony yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Nat. He turned back to you. “You told Thor and Natasha before you told me!”

“I didn't tell her! She just sort of found out...” you fumbled and Tony laughed humorlessly.

“Did anybody else know besides Nat and point break?” he asked, addressing the whole table. Steve fidgeted awkwardly in his seat and Tony immediately singled him out.

“Steve.” He crossed his arms as he glared at the captain. “Something on your mind?”

Steve sighed. “Look, Tony I-”

“Don't bullshit me, Rogers.”

Steve nodded wordlessly and Tony bit the inside of his cheek, looking as though he was prepared to rip into each member of the team. You cowered back slightly and Loki stepped infront of you, shielding you from your fathers rage the best he could.

“Great! Awesome! Did anyone else know my daughter was dating a psychopath and just decided to keep that information to themselves?”

Everyone awkwardly shifted in their seats, some clearing there throats and others offering you sympathetic glances. Natasha mouthed a ‘sorry’ and Thor seemed to still be beating himself up for letting it slip in the first place.

Loki stepped forward. “Stark, I can assure you-”

“Zip it, Reindeer Games,” he warned and for once, Loki did as he was told. Tony pointed to you as if he were scolding a child.

“You are grounded,” he stated. “No more missions, no more lab privileges, nothing.”

You scoffed. “I'm not a kid!”

“Yes, you are! You're my kid.”

“Dad, will you please just listen to me.” You begged as you stepped towards your father in hopes of reasoning with him. He rose from his seat to meet you.

“No. This,” he gestured between you and Loki. “Ends now. End of discussion.”

You took a step back, feeling as though an arrow had hit you in the chest. Tears were brimming your eyes and you couldn't find it in you to meet anyone's gaze. Seeing how upset you'd become, Loki refused to bite his tongue any longer.

“Stark, with all due respect, I won't allow that. I understand your disdain for me and it's more than warranted but do not take that anger out on Y/N. You have no reason to trust me but I can assure you that my feelings towards your daughter and nothing but sincere and genuine.”

Loki's sudden statement seemed to have surprised Tony. He opened his mouth to argue but Loki didn't give him the chance as he continued.

“She has given me a second chance and I love her dearly for doing so. And I would never do anything to harm her. I love her unconditionally and all I ask is for a chance. Allow me to prove myself.”

Loki's speech had left you teary-eyed with a warmth spreading in your chest. A smile pulled at your lips as Loki turned to you. The genuine and loving look in his eyes spoke volumes and it took every ounce of control you possessed not to launch yourself into his arms then and there.

“Tony, I don't know about you but that seemed pretty convincing to me.” Nat voiced from the table and Thor immediately agreed.

“My brother may be the god of lies but he has spoken nothing but the truth tonight.”

Steve, ever the diplomat, offered Tony an encouraging nod. “All he's asking for is a chance, Tony.”

“It's pretty sweet if you ask me,” Bucky murmured from beside the captain, Sam and Wanda nodding in agreement.

Tony watched as the table seemed to take Loki's side and he battled with himself until his eyes landed on you. You were standing side by side with Loki, whilst he smiled at you in adoration. The glances you shared were nothing short of loving and Tony couldn't help but notice how genuine and mutual it truly was. Loki's hand was brushing against yours, desperate to grasp hold and comfort you but not wanting to overstep the line the tension had drawn.

Tony sighed as he realized what he had to do. You were his daughter, his everything. And he just wanted you to be happy. Even if it was with someone he didn’t initially approve of. 

“You love him?” he asked nonchalantly and you nodded.

“And you, Frosty,” Tony motioned to Loki who tried not to frown at the nickname. “You love her?”

Loki glanced at you, smiling softly. “Wholeheartedly.”

Tony swallowed down the lump in his throat as he watched the both of you, not completely ready to accept that you weren't a kid anymore.

“Well then, I guess that's that.” He smiled at you softly. “Leave it to you to fall for the God of mischief. You always were a troublemaker.” 

Your father pulled you into a hug, muttering a quiet ‘love you, sweet pea’, before pulling back to look at Loki.

“You hurt her,” he started and Loki cut him off with an amused chuckle.

“You'll kill me?” He guessed.

“Oh no, not just me. They'll kill you.” Tony smirked, pointing to the table full of avengers.

Loki nodded. “Understood.”

Nat sent you a wink and Steve and Thor smiled whilst the rest of the team seemed to congratulate you with supportive, and in some cases embarrassing, comments.

You and Loki smirked at each other, slowly turning to leave the dining room when your father's voice called you back.

“Woah, where do you two think you're going?” he asked. “Cats out of the bag now so no need to run off and hide. Sit.”

Seeing no point in arguing, you both took your seats, Loki holding your hand atop the table for everyone to see. Things quickly settled back into a comfortable conversation, you and Loki feeling freer than you had in months. The domesticity of it all was enough to make your heart burst.

“So,” Clint, who was slightly tipsy at this point, yelled. “When's the wedding?”

Tony turned red. “Don't push their luck, Barton.” He partially joked, glaring daggers at his teammate as the rest of the team laughed. As for you and Loki, you couldn't help but smile at the possibility.

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The Twin Snakes Chapter 4: Daniel Larusso x OC

A/N: How could I forget that Daniel's bike was broken... I wrote this chapter when I was sick so... I'll blame that. I fixed the error now though lol I apologize for the mistake.

ANY IMAGES, GIFS Lines, And Karate Kid Characters used in this series DO NOT belong to me.

Certain plot points will be changed.

~~~

Cobra Kai, I hated that dojo with a fiery passion. But for some reason, my brother dragged me down there after school. All I could do was sit in a corner and watch his Sensei, John Kreese yell commands at them constantly. How Johnny could walk out of here without a severe migraine was beyond me.

"Fear does not exist in this dojo. Does it!?" Sensei Kreese yells again making my temples throb.

"No, Sensei!" They all yell back, their faces stony and concentrated.

"Pain does not exist in this dojo. Does it?"

"No, Sensei!"

"Defeat doesn't exist in this dojo. Does it?"

"No, Sensei!"

"Fear does not exist in this dojo. Does it?"

"No, Sensei!"

The sound of the front door ringing broke my concentration from the constant yelling of Sensei Kreese. I began to feel sympathy for the poor, unknowing kid who was going to try and learn Karate here. But when I saw to see who had walked in my sympathy turned into shock.

His eyes landed themselves on me almost immediately and I couldn't help but give him a smile. I then pointed at the glass door before mouthing...

"Can I talk to you outside?"

Daniel looked at me in confusion but relented to my request and walked back outside. I draped my bag over my shoulder before slowly slinking up. I tried to get out without Sensei Kreese or Johnny seeing me but I failed at that task.

"You walk out of here Miss. Lawrence you won't be allowed back in." Sensei Kreese warned.

I scoffed before replying. "That's fine by me, I didn't wanna be here to begin with." I snapped back.

"You know that lip of yours is going to get you into trouble one of these days." Kreese's voice lowered as he approached me.

"Well, I won't get into trouble with you. You only hit your students remember?" I ask sarcastically.

"Shut up Jade!" Johnny hissed making me roll my eyes. He always stuck up for Kreese, no matter if he was in the wrong or not.

His face flushed red with anger, his face twisted as he tried to hold himself back. "Get the hell out of here!" He shouted in my face, his spit made me flinch back slightly.

"With pleasure." I pushed past the door before being sure to slam it closed behind me. Daniel looked at me with a stunned expression on his face.

"If you saw what just happened in there I am sure you know what I am going to say," I say plainly.

"Don't take classes there?" Daniel replies, his voice sounding slightly defeated.

"I knew you were smart." I compliment cheerfully.

I could tell Daniel was slightly frustrated with the whole situation.

"Look, Daniel, you do not want to take classes here okay? There are a ton of different dojos you can go to that don't have douchebags as teachers. Trust me here, that guy in there is sick."

"Why were you in there then?" He asked curiously.

"Because my brother wanted me to be in there for some reason."

Daniel seemed to get slightly annoyed at the mention of my brother.

"Wait he-"

"Trains there too? Yeah, he does."

"Well, now I really don't wanna train there." He says with a tense laugh.

"No, you really don't, Cobra Kai is not for you."

"Thanks for the warning." He replied glumly.

"Oh come on don't get so bummed out. Cobra Kai turns you into a jerk and I would prefer if you stay as you are. Which is a nice, fun, and decent human being" I say with a laugh.

Daniel slowly gave me his usual boyish, charming smile before replying. "Thanks, Jade." He said gratefully.

"No need to thank me, I'm just stating the truth."

I looked over Daniel's shoulder toward the restaurant across the street. A woman with poufy, curly hair was staring out at us from a booth. She looked at us curiously but impatiently at the same time.

"I uh, think your mom's waiting for you," I say pointing toward the window. The woman looked slightly embarrassed that she was caught observing us. She gave me a shy wave, and I returned it giving her a smile.

Daniel turned his head toward his mother before looking back over at me. "Oh yeah, I should probably go."

"Okay, I'll see you around. Tell your mom I'm sorry for holding you up."

"I will, see you around Jade." He said with a smile before walking off.

"You definitely will..." I murmured to myself before walking away toward my bike.

~~~

I hadn't seen Daniel at all today. I looked for him all over the schoolyard but he seemed to have disappeared. I had given up on the idea of finding Daniel by the time I made it to History class. I was beginning to think he was sick or something. But, that's when he walked in, a big, bright red gash adorned his head as he walked in.

"This isn't your class period Mr. Larusso." Our history teacher, Mr. Harris spoke suspiciously. Everyone turned their heads toward Daniel who seemed to want the ground to swallow him up now.

"My Biology and History classes got switched around." He murmured handing Mr. Harris a note.

"Alright then," Mr. Harris said after he scanned the note. "Go sit next to Miss. Lawrence then. She'll help you get caught up on the parts of the lesson you missed."

Daniel just nodded before walking over to me. His eyes seemed glued to the floor as he approached me. He didn't even have to tell me who gave him that gash in his head by how he was reacting. I waited for Mr. Harris to start talking before I began to question Daniel.

"What did he do?" I asked bluntly as I handed him the notes I had taken earlier.

"It's nothing Ja-"

"Daniel, that is not nothing... what happened?" I ask in a softer tone.

"They just caught me riding back home last night. They knocked me off the road down a hill and I hit my head. It's fine, drop it." He explained tensely.

I felt my heart sink into my stomach. It didn't seem like they were going to let up in their vendetta against him. I tapped my pencil against my notebook suddenly not knowing what to do. My mind was now consumed by what had happened last night.

"Jade I- I'm sorry I didn't-"

"Forget about it, I'm not the one with the big gash in their head. I can understand why you wouldn't want to talk about that."

"That doesn't mean I can talk to you like that though," Daniel said guiltily.

"It's fine... god I am going to kill him. He's only doing this because I'm around you all the time."

"Well, he can do it all he wants it's not going to stop me from hanging out with you."

"Now I know why you wanted to take Karate so much..."

"Daniel and Jade." Mr. Harris called out making us both jump slightly.

"Y-yes, sir?" I asked nervously.

"You two will be partnered up for this project. Weren't you paying attention?" He asked indignantly. I looked over at the board, the project seemed simple enough.

"Oh sorry, sir we just got a little distracted when I was getting him caught up on the lesson." I excused quickly, thankfully the bell rang before he could question me more.

"Alright, I'll see you all on Monday. Have a good one."

Daniel and I left the classroom as fast as we could.

"Thank you school bell," I muttered as I hastily draped my bag over my shoulder.

"Yeah, we got lucky," Daniel added with a laugh.

"So if you wanted to we can get started on this project at your place today?" I asked.

"I-I mean yeah we can work on it today. But are you sure you want to do it at my apartment?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure," I say reassuringly.

"I live in Reseda." He deadpanned as if he lived in a plague.

"So?" I asked now confused at his now reluctant demeanor.

"Don't you live in Encino? I figured you'd rather wanna be at your place than being in a place like Reseda."

Oh... I get it now.

"Look the houses down there may look really nice but that doesn't mean nice things are happening inside of them. I told you before I try to get away from my house the second I get the chance to."

Daniel just looked at me in concern for a second before replying, "Wait is someone ab-"

"No no no, my mom and stepdad just fight all the time. I hate being around it is all..." I say quickly once I realized my slip up.

"Oh, that makes sense, I'd probably do the same thing," Daniel said sympathetically.

He didn't delve into the topic anymore. I was glad he knew when to move past the conversation. As we walked to the schoolyard toward the bike racks I noticed two things... One, Daniel's bike wasn't there and two, Daniel tensed up. I followed his gaze to see he was staring at Johnny.

"Come on let's go, he's distracted," I say with a laugh.

"Yeah now's our chance to escape." Daniel joked, his smile slowly replaced his nervous expression.

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"Ugh, we should've just taken the bus." Daniel huffed out as he watched me chain my bike to the bike rack. I had biked down to his place while he walked... or jogged, I guess I was going too fast for him.

"Oh, it's fine, I wasn't even going that fast," I reply, brushing off his dramatics.

"You're insane." He said breathlessly. "Absolutely insane." He added after he took in another breath.

 We rounded the corner. I was still looking at Daniel's exhausted expression as bumped into someone.

"Oh no, I am so sorry!" I say quickly as I got up, I bumped into an older man who was carrying a whole variety of tools. They scatter down onto the ground with a loud clank.

The older man laughed as he got off the ground. "No worry." He said, humor-laced in his voice.

"I-I should've looked where I was going." I knelt back down to the ground to pick up the tools I caused the man to drop.

"Everything okay." He replied reassuringly.

"I can carry these into the office for you." I offered.

"No no, I can manage." He said as he took the tools I had picked up for him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, go now you two seem busy." He walked away before I could say anything else to him.

I didn't know why but... he just seemed intriguing to me.

[retroellie]

Ellie Williams as a mom

Summary: Ellie and Joel daughter!reader as moms <3

A/N: I’m not done with requests but this was in my head so i had to do it :)  Also sorry i haven’t been active, i have literally had no motivation at all lmao. 

Warnings: Mentions of NSFW, mentions of miscarriage (not really but just incase) 

Word count: 1.5K 

- When you found out you were pregnant, oh my lord she was so excited. (Lets just say y’all were planning it so it’s not like the dina situation) 

-You guys keep in on the down low for a minute just so you know your pregnant and your not gonna lose the baby

-It literally eats her up inside cause she wants to show you off

-Once you get past like 3 months, you can’t really hide it anymore so the first person you tell is your dad (Joel) 

-Joel is so happy oml he could cry 

-Than slowly everyone finds out, everyone loved you and ellie so this baby wasn’t just yours it was the community’s 

-Everyone was happy for the two of you 

-Ellie was the most excited though, she loved every single thing about you being pregnant 

-She would caress your belly, giving it soft kisses while you tried to take a nap 

-She would talk to your little belly too<3 

-”Hey kiddo, it’s your mom. Well your other mom, hey i wonder how that would work?? Will they call us both mom.” 

-”You know, you're gonna have the coolest family. You got your Granddaddy Joel, the coolest man ever. You have your momma, just like her daddy the coolest most badass woman you’ll ever meet.” 

-”One day, when you get older. I’m gonna take you to the moon with me and of course your momma’s gonna come with us.”

-Everything you need she gets you, she wants to spoil both of her babies

-She loves seeing you pregnant but she hates the effects it has on you 

-Your really tired all the time, your feet swell up sometimes, and the stomach aches you get 

-Around 4 or 5 months you decide to get the farmhouse, y’all want your own space with each other and the baby 

-Joel’s not really happy about it, he doesn’t want his babygirl to get hurt ya know 

-”You guys can build a little farmhouse here in jackson, you know where there’s protection and your families here.” 

-”Dad, I love it here but we need our own space. I want this kid to grow up independent, you never know what’s going to happen to me and ellie.” 

-Joel can’t fight with you, he just gives in because it’s what you want and he wants you to be happy

-Plus he will most definitely do country boy things there because he’s a whore for a good farm house 

-Moving out was hard for you, you had to say goodbye to your friends even if you do live literally 5 minutes from Jackson plus girl your pregnant; hormones are going crazy 

-The whole town help you guys get situated, imaging that is so cute idc 

-The pregnant sex in the farmhouse hits differently because your horny all the time and ellie just loves how sensitive you are because of the hormones

 -I swear y’all have sex at least 3 times a day

-Morning sex, after breakfast sex, lunch sex, ‘this painting is tiring’ sex, before and after dinner sex, shower sex, before bed sex 

-Maria is definitely planned a baby shower for y’all and she went full on out 

-Obviously babies are born in Jackson often but it’s not every day when the town leader’s niece is having a baby, so it’s huge 

-Joel gave you a crib he made, LORD IMMA CRY WAIT A MINUTE 

-Everyone pitches in to give y’all something 

-You and ellie decorate the nursery together, it’s definitely space themed idc 

-Joel and tommy help too :) Joel helps paint the crib he made with stars and rocket ships 

-It takes 5 days to complete but it’s so worth it

-The walls are painted dark blue with white little stars and your dad helped you make a little planet mobile 

-By the time your 7-8 months you guys are mostly comfortable and happy, the house is almost done and the farm is growing little by little 

-There’s still stuff to do around the house and it bothers you so you're always doing stuff 

-Ellie hates it because mama you are literally about to pop and you still out here carrying pieces of wood upstairs 

-”Baby, you gotta be careful or your gonna end up giving birth on the stairs” She jokes

 -”I’m not incapable of doing things baby, i’ll be fine; plus it’ll build her muscles up, she’ll be okay.” You joke back 

-Joel always told you that you were like your mom, never stopping even if your carrying another human in your stomach 

-Around the end of 8 months you had decided to stay back at Jackson because you could go into labor at any time 

-When you finally give birth it is the hardest thing you have ever done 

-Your family is in the room with you and ellie is holding your hand, even throughout the pain you're still cracking jokes with ellie 

-”Woah! Okay your hand is all the way inside” 

-”Womb tour *sobs*” 

-”If i go through all this pain for my baby to not like David bowie, i swear it’s going back in.” 

-Ellie is literally dying of laughter

-She holds you hand the entire time and she gives you soft kisses

-When the baby finally get here, there is a wave of relief that comes over you

-You stay in Jackson for a little bit for a week or 2 until you guys can go back home

-Ellie does literally everything you need her to do because your still healing 

-She will gladly stay in bed with you all day if you need her too 

-She willingly gets up in the middle of the night with the baby just to let you sleep and it hurts her heart when she has to wake you up to breastfeed 

-Speaking of breastfeeding, it makes her blush a little when your breastfeeding 

-She finds it so hot when you parent, idk how to explain it but it just gets her going 

-She also loves your mom bod, like your boobs got a lil more bigger and your hips got wider 

-She just loves you as a mom, like she thinks you are so hot 

-Ellie loves holding the baby, She’s so soft and small. She will never get over how pure she is 

-Ellie will show her around the farm, showing her all the animals and making her giggle 

-She’ll love to spend time with the baby, she’s such a good mommy i swear 

-She will definitely make time for you of course

-You guys don’t even have to smash to feel satisfied, just 20 minutes alone with each other would be good enough for the both of you 

-She loves when you call her mommy throughout the day 

-”Well good morning mommy” 

-”Does mommy wanna watch too.” 

-It’s so soft and cute, ugh she’s just a big ole softy now 

-Grandpa joel....that’s all

-He’d be such a good grandpa, he would spoil that child rotten 

-He would tell you how to parent, as annoying as it could be sometimes you appreciate the help because you honestly have no idea what you're doing sometimes 

-”You're patting her too softly, you have to do it a bit harder.” 

-”Dad... I know what i’m doing.” 

-”I know, i know. I just want her to get a good burp in, don’t we?” He said to the baby, smiling down at her 

-Joel definitely babysits all the time, like he will straight up ask you if he could take your kid in for the night 

-you and ellie let him, obviously y’all need a decent night of sleep and a night full of... you know ;)

-Ellie does yoga with you to help you get back in shape, ellie doesn’t think you need too because she loves your belly <3 (your beautiful babe :))

-But you just want to regulate your body back a little bit

-You guys and the baby would have little pinics together, they are so cute 

-You have pictures upon pictures of the baby on the wall, like literally your baby has taken over the house 

- Dancing with the baby obviously 

-Ellie would read to the baby a lot, there has been countless times when she had fallen asleep in the rocking chair with the baby 

-Ellie massages your boobies when they get sore from breastfeeding, she feels so bad :(

-Joel and Tommy make wooden toys for the baby, they get so excited to give them to the baby 

-Her room is filled with toys from them and she is literally still an infant lmao 

-OH AND TOMMY AS AN UNCLE(??) luckiest kid ever 

-You both do farm work with the baby or one of you does farm work while the other keeps the baby from crying 

-You guys won’t force your baby to play with barbies if she doesn’t want to 

-but when she gets old enough ellie plans on taking her out in the city for practice of killing infected 

-That scares you but your award you both have to prepare her for anything that happens 

-But besides that y’all are the cutest parents and ellie deserves to be happy with her daughter :)

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(Credits to gif owner) 

[itsthestutterforme]

I Reject You (Ransom Drysdale)

Summary: Ransom has a friends with benefits relationship with Y/N recently learned that she is pregnant with Ransom's pup but rejects him as the father because of how he treated her when they were together.

Notes: GIF is not mine, slight smut, fluff, A/B/O dynamics, mentions of human trafficking, mentions of depression, implied sexual assault (if any of these trigger you, please do not read. Take care of yourselves.)

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Here you are exactly where you promised yourself you weren't going. As soon as you saw Ransom sitting in your office chair, you knew where this was headed. He picked you up from your job and drove straight to his house.

Your body shakes when he lazily thrusts into your soaked cunt as you both are laying down on your side. Leaning your head against his collarbone, your mouth falls open when he rubs your clit when his thumb.

You follow his hips when he pulls out of you, leaving just the tip in before drilling into you hard and fast. "You are such a slut for my dick aren't you? No matter how many times you say you never want to see me again. You. Are. Mine. Omega." He whispers into you ear and you were starting to see stars.

A sharp gasp leaves your lips as you cum for the fifth time today. His knot pops open and his seed decorated your walls. He pulls out of you and you lay on your back, mustering up the strength to get up but he grabs your chin roughly so you could look at him.

"No one can make you cum like I can. No one." You pull away from his grip and swing your legs over the edge of the bed. You curse at your body for trembling. You needed to get out of there and quick before he notices something is off.

You noticed a different abouf a week ago and went to the doctor. Only to find out that you were pregnant by no other than Ransom Drysdale. The trust fund playboy. There's no way you were going to tell him the baby was his. You needed to end whatever this is and you needed to end it now.

"You smell different," he says, trailing his nose along the curve of your neck. "Is your heat starting?" He asks and you choose not to say anything. What is there to say to a man that calls you a cumslut one second and is worried about your well being, the next?

You stand on wobbly legs and slide on your underwear while in search for the rest of your clothing. "When I talk to you, I expect you to speak." He says, standing from the bed and you jump into your dress pants. When you reach for you blouse, he rips from the your hand and tosses it across the room.

Attempting to get the blouse, a growl emits deep in his chest and you still your movements. You don't meet his eyes but you could feel the anger blossoming in his gaze. He grabs your throat sharply and lowered his head until his blue eyes met yours.

"Speak, Omega." Chills rolls down your spine at his command. "There's nothing to talk to you about." "You could have just said that. You didn't have to ignore me." "I didn't peg you as the sensitive type, Drysdale." You snark, and he allows you to pull his hand away from your throat.

"You're not going to shower before you go like you normally do? What, am I that bad of a person?" "There's nothing normal about this, Ransom. And to answer your question, yes, you are." You walk across the room and button up your blouse.

"What's up with you? You've been acting bitchy all day." "Wow, you talk like you're a ray of sunshine." "You know what, you want me to speak. Fine, I'll speak. Don't talk like you give a shit about me because you and I both know you don't. The only thing you care about is getting your rocks off like a horny little bitch."

Oh your hormones are going to get you in trouble. The omega in you was trembling with fear of what Ransom was going to do to you. He snarls and before you could even think about running, he turns you around and shoves into the nearest wall. His eyes glowing a dreadful crimson as he growled in your face.

"You got a death wish, omega? Who the fuck do you think you're talking to." He snarls and you instinctively expose you neck to him. Your arm maternally drapes over your stomach protectively and he noticed. His eyes lost their glow and he stares down at your stomach with wide eyes.

He takes a few steps back and you could hear his anxious heart pattering in his chest. "Is it mine?" "No," you answer a little too quickly and he raises his eyebrow questionigly. "You're lying," he says, taking a step toward you with his eyes glazing over your mating gland.

"Absolutely not," you snap and he takes another step towards you. "Stop, Ransom. Please don't," you whimper as he blew warm air over your sensitive gland. Something else stirred inside of you that wasn't your omega part of you. It was something more dominant and heavy.

Your hand comes up and in between your neck and his face. Your gripped his face and shoved him as hard as you could with surprising strength. You sent him flying across the room. He initially landed on the bed and bounced off to land in the corner.

A deep, protective roar erupted from your chest and something happened that you dreaded for most of your life. Your eyes were glowing. Your eyes didn't shine a normal golden color. They glowed like a broken mixture between crimson and ogate from an unspeakable past trauma.

"What the hell are you?" He asks as your eyes restore to normal. "Baby," he adds, his features softened. "Stay away from me. And stay away from my pup." You threaten, before sliding on your shoes and walking out the door. You wave down a taxi who drives you back to your house.

"Hey, I stopped by your job and saw you- Y/N, are you okay?" Your mom asks as her eyes settle on your trembling frame. "He found out." You croak, she motions you to sit on the couch and you comply. "He found out about the baby?" She asks. "He found out," you repeat, watching as she realizes what you really meant.

"He saw your eyes?" She asks with disbelief. "He tried to forcefully claim me and I bellowed at him to protect my pup." "What are you going to do? Do you want to leave?" She asks, running a comforting hand down your arm. "I have no idea, Mom. I don't get it. I thought I wasn't able to get pregnant."

"This is a blessing, honey." She says and you shake your head. "It would have been a blessing if the father was a decent human being, but he's not, Mom. He treats me.." you trail off and your mother purrs sadly, resting your face on the sides of hers. "He's a terrible person, Mom. But I need him and I fucking hate it."

"I know, honey. We don't need to figure everything out right now. Take a deep breath." You take a deep breath and a series of sobs escape your lips. You're screwed and everyone knows it.

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Ransom bounces his leg nervously in his Beemer as he parks outside of Y/N's house. He could smell her, she's in deress and she's feeling an immense amount of sadness. He doesn't even know what he's doing there. It's not like his presence would help anything. She hated him and he doesn't blame her.

He would always call you names and insult your intelligence to keep you rilde up so he wouldn't know how it was to be loved by you. He started to fall for you when you would talk back against his misogynistic tendencies. He loved how your nose crinkled just before you were about to snap on him.

You have guts and you stood your ground, regardless if you were an omega or not. He respected that about you. But now he wanted to show you that he was willing to change for you and that he treated you like shit because he was scared of what your love could to him.

But he knew you. You would tell him to fuck off and leave because that is what he was good at. He had a plan to get you to trust him, but if that doesn't work. He has no idea what to do with himself. With a deep breath, he hops out of his Beemer and stalks towards the front door.

He knocks firmly and he heard footsteps ascending to the door. His heart races in his chest but he swallows it down. The door opens and he meets the gaze of a very angry mother. "How dare you come here?" "I need to see her," "I think you've done enough."

"She's carrying my pup, I can't just leave her." Ransom's explains, desperate to be given the benefit of the doubt. "I've heard terrible stories about you. You trust fund, prick. My daughter made a mistake and I'm sure she'll learn from it without your help." She snaps.

"Did she say that?" "She did," "You're a terrible liar. Just like your daughter." He sighs when she growls defensively at him. "What happened to her? To her eyes?" He asks. "Please, I want to be in her life. She makes my heart tingle and that scares the hell out of me, so I tried to push her away by.."

"By treating her like trash. You have no idea how to deal with women, do you?" She asks and he shakes his with defeat.

"Come in," she says with a sigh. Ransom walks into the house much smaller than he's used to. That's what a family house looks like. The entire living room is the size of his walk in closet. But he understands why Y/N would call it home. "Stay here, I'll be right back." Y/N's mom says before disappearing down the hall.

He sits down on the side of the couch where your scent is the strongest. His eyes fall to the shut door closest to the kitchen. Your scent dripped from the room and it took everything in him not to burst in there and pull you into his arms.

Y/N's mom returns with a thin stack of newspapers. The looked to be a few years old by the font and the faded lettering in some places. The newspaper crinkles in his hands as he read the headline on the first page.

HUMAN TRAFFICKING VICTIM FOUND AFTER 7 YEARS. Below the headline was a picture of a young girl with bruises litering her face as she pulled the blanket close to her.

The most heart wrenching part about the picture was how hollow her eyes looked. It was like looking into a dark tunnel with no light at the end of it. Whatever she experienced ruined whatever childhood she had left. Ransom's eyes scan over the article and flipped through the rest of the pages, growing angrier the more he read.

"How long ago was this?" Ransom asks. "Five years ago. She was twelve when she was taken." Ransom shakes his head with disbelief and sets the newspaper on the table in front of him. "Can I see her, please?" He asks desperately.

"She hasn't moved since she came back from your house a week ago. She barely talks and eats. Hopefully you have better luck than I do." She says, motioning for the door.

Ransom stands up and opens the door within a few strides. Goosebumps littered his skin when he inhales Y/N's miserable musk. Tears threatened his eyes but he wiped them away quickly. She already been through hell and Ransom made it worse by treating her the way he was. She deserved better than him.

"Y/N?" Ransom starts but Y/N doesn't move a muscle. Her bed covers were draped over her entire body, leaving a small opening above her head so she could breathe. Her breathing was barely audible, she could easily be mistaken as dead. The room was dim from the closed curtain and lack of light.

Not knowing what to say, he decides he was going to stay there with her. Maybe.. hopefully.. his prescence is enough to comfort her because he has no idea how to do that as he was never comforted as a child. He was just told to suck it up and stop being a baby. He's a Drysdale. And Drysdale's aren't weak.

He shrugs off his peacoat and pulled off his cable knit sweater. He stepped a little closer to admire her nest but notice the lack of his scent. He drapes his cable knit over the headboard of her bed. Not wanting to push his luck, he walked away from the bed and slid down the wall a distance away from you.

He smiles when he hears you purr softly in your sleep as you notice his scent. "Baby, I'm going to stay here with you, if that's okay." Ransom says and you continued to purr. Guess that wasn't a terrible sign.

Later that night, Ransom left your house to grab a week's worth of clothes plus an assortment of clothes you could add to her you. You still haven't said anything but your vile scent of shame and sadness has lessened.

When Ransom came back, Y/N's mom offered him the guest room but Ransom claimed it was too far from her. So she pumped up an air mattress for him. He's spent every day in the room with Y/N without saying a word. One day, Ransom came back with sushi for lunch to see you out of bed.

You froze when you saw him down the hallway after closing the door to the bathroom. "You came back earlier than I expected," you say and a sigh of relief leaves his lips. You both stay in your spots and stare at each other, waiting for someone to make the first move.

"I'm not good at comforting people. But I am good at telling people what I know. And I know that I feel like absolutely shit for how I treated you. And I know what happened to you when you were younger. Why your eyes are the way they are." He starts. "The fact that you can stand up for other people despite your past makes you strong. A strong mate and a strong mother." He adds.

He sets the sushi on the counter and you shove your hands into the pockets of your sweatpants. "We're not meant to be parents, Ransom. This could be the worst thing that could happen to us." She explains. "Or the best thing. I don't know about you, but I've been looking for a change. And then I met you and that was the change I was looking for." He explains.

You eye him suspiciously, unsure of where this verbal affection came from. "Why are you saying these things? Did my mom put you up to this? I told her I would be fine." You say, walking down the hall and into your room. "She didn't put me up to this. And no, you're not fine." He says, leaning against your door frame.

"Baby, we're in this together." "I don't trust it. I don't trust you. I've seen what you're capable of and the way you treat people. And I will be damned if I let you treat my pup like that."

"Your pup?" "My pup," you repeat, placing a hand on your stomach. His gaze falls on your stomach and he nods to himself like he's making a decision in his mind.

"Mark me," he says, taking off his pea coat, cable knit sweater and tank top underneath that. He sets on the air mattress and nears you slowly. "What? No." "I'll honor the bond. I'll be yours and only yours. I won't mark you unless you want me to. Just please, mark me."

"This is insane," you start and takes your hand to place on his cheek. He inhales the scent of your pulse point on your wrist before placing your hand on his mating gland. You shake your head no and he sits down, pulling you into his lap and burying your face into his neck.

Your inner omega takes over and you wrap your arms around his neck. "Alpha," you whimper. "Oh, omega. I'm so sorry, baby." He whispers. He stares up at the ceiling as he tries to hold back his tears but it was no use. He always thought that he was fucked up because Linda never showed him any affection as a kid.

But to hear about what you experienced as a kid. The fact that you had nothing and you had your will and autonomy stripped from you. Ransom's autonomy was the only thing he felt like he truly had. He rubbed circles on your neck and you sigh into his. He learned that from a Google search he did but you didn't know that.

You pull away from his neck and cupped his cheeks, pressing a warm kiss on his soft lips. You were desperate for each other's touch, but it wasn't in a sexual way.

It was more like a tending to an internal scratch. Your eyes fluttered closed and he lifted your chin to deepen the kiss. Your tear stained cheeks rubbed against his and his tongue swiped against your lip, begging for access.

You glady give him the access he needed and his happy hummed vibrated your chest. He pulled away slowly and held you gaze before exposing his neck to you. You couldn't believe your eyes. The Ransom Drysdale was exposing his neck to you. Submitting to you. Maybe he wasn't bluffing after all.

You ghost your fingers over his mating gland and he sighs at the touch. You look to him and he nods, encouraging you to continue. Your tongue darted out to moisturize your dry lips and press a kiss to the sensitive skin. You purr as you inhale his musk of honey and crackers, his favorite childhood snack.

."Y/N, please." Giving him one last look before sinking your teeth into his neck, his mouth falls open and you bite down harder until you could taste the metallic drops of his blood.

You lick away the droplets of blood escaping the wound before pulling away. You lick away the blood from your lips and expose your neck to him but he gripped your chin and shook his head.

"You have to want it." He says sincerely. You barely recognize the Ransom in front of you. His ogate eyes dilate as they met your Y/E/C eyes. And in that moment you realize that Ransom was just as broken as you were. He truly was yours.

[magicalqueennightmare]

Sins & Amends Chapter 7

(Gif by @ banditthewriter)

Billy Russo x Female Reader (60 part story)

This follows pre- the punisher into the storyline of daredevil, punisher season 1 and beyond

This is NOT Canon Billy. This is decent human being Billy left with bad options over worse decisions

This was also posted to A03 under: WaywardGaPeach. That account and this one is the only place you'll see me post this. If you see it on any other platform/account know it's not me.

Chapter Summary: Billy spends one of his last nights stateside helping you through the aftermath of a rough call. When he calls you Alice decides she's tired of you and Billy tip toeing around your feelings

You didn't know how long you'd been sitting on the bench in the locker room. You'd gotten out the shower and changed out your uniform but your hair still hung down around your shoulders and your socks and shoes were untouched in front of you. 

It wasn't the first time you'd lost someone on a call. Hell it was just a fact that not everyone would make it to the hospital. You'd never had to pronounce someone while their wife was being loaded into another rig begging you to save her husband. 

"Y/N?" Alice calling your name softly made you jump. She sat down gently next to you and put her arm around your shoulders  "We couldn't do anything for him. It's hard I know" you leaned over on her and nodded "He was twenty two Alice. God he was a kid" you tried not to take calls home with you but some were simply worse than others and that wife's screams were still ringing in your ears. "Wanna come home with me and Kenzie? I won't be sleeping too well tonight either and we can keep each other company"

You appreciated the offer but didn't want to intrude considering they hadn't moved in together but a month before. "No but I will take a ride home when she comes to pick you up" you replied and she nodded "I'm gonna head out front. Just come out when you're finished up"

You finally slipped your shoes on and heard your phone ringing when you were finishing throwing your stuff in your bag. You picked it up and actually managed a smile when you saw it was Maria then you remembered what day it was "Shit your mom and dad are leaving tomorrow" was what you ending up saying in place of hello.

"And I'm guessing you didn't remember?" She asked and you knew the moment you let out a breath she knew something was wrong and big sister mode kicked in "What happened?" You picked up your bag and headed out the locker room before answering "We had a hard call. You hear about that car going under the semi?"

She was silent for a moment before saying "Oh honey. I'm sorry. Do you want me to come over?" You shook your head then remembered she couldn't see you "No cause when you tell Vivian and Jon I had a bad day they'll want to come too and while I love them for that I'd rather all of you have a nice dinner and I'll come over tomorrow to see them off"

Instead of arguing like you half expected her to she sighed and said "promise to call if you need us before then?" "Yes ma'am" you replied then spotted Kenzie pulling into the parking lot and Alice looking around for you. "Gotta go Ria. Alice and Kenz are giving me a ride home. Give everyone my love and I'll be over for coffee come morning" "Bye sweetie"

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You waved as Kenzie and Alice pulled out onto the road before heading into your building. You smiled at Ms Johnson the eldery lady that lived with six poodles on the second floor. "Have a good day?" She asked so you nodded "Yes ma'am" and continued on to the elevator.

You leaned against the wall watching the numbers until it stopped on the third floor then pushed yourself off the wall to step off. The moment you were out the elevator you froze. Billy was leaning against the doorframe of your apartment obviously waiting for you. How the hell did he manage to look like that doing something so mundane? God he looked like he'd just stepped off the cover of one of the magazines plastered around the many stands you passed in a day's time.

"Ria call you?" You asked once you talked your feet into approaching him. He glanced up and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips when he saw you "She may have mentioned you had a bad day but in my defense I was already halfway here when she called me" your eyes narrowed in confusion at his words. You'd originally had plans to go over to the Castles for dinner with Vivian and Jon. How the hell had he known you'd be home? 

Apparently he knew along the lines of what you were thinking because he explained "Curt passed the scene you were working earlier. Figured you'd not be in the mood for a dinner party so I came by to check on you"

"Thanks Billy but you don't have to waste one of your last nights home on me. You and Frank ship out again in ten days now"  he stepped out the way to let you unlock your apartment then walked in behind you. "Waste one of my last nights? Spending time with you? How the hell is that a waste?"  He asked stepping around you taking your bag off your shoulder in the process.

You watched with a half smile as he walked into your bedroom and laid your bag down next to your dresser then came back out with a grin. "Now how about you sit right there on that couch, we'll order some form of food and see what decent movies we can find to laugh at?" "Billy I'm fine really..you don't have to stay" you tried but he grabbed his chest in mock hurt "Oh come on sweetheart. You're hurting my feelings! Am I unwanted here?" 

For the first time that day a full grin slipped onto your face "You're always wanted here Russo. If you insist on staying you choose the food, I'll choose the movie" he gave you a wink then flopped down on the couch and patted the cushion next to him "That's my girl" 

When the day came for Frank and Billy to leave you were once again standing with Maria and the kids at the airport while your group said your goodbyes to the men. It had become so routine to you that you barely registered that Billy was standing with an arm around you while Frank and Maria had their final moments in each other's arms for the next ten or more months. 

You stepped away from Billy to hug Frank and whispered in his ear "I got Ria and the kids so don't worry about them" "Thank you Y/N" he said softly back before giving you a light squeeze then moving onto the kids for their hugs and goodbyes.

You smiled at Billy who pulled you into a tight hug "I'm gonna miss you. Remember to write me. I'll call and Skype when I can" he spoke into your hair and you nodded enjoying the feel of being tucked against his chest. You could feel the beat of his heart under your cheek and closed your eyes for a moment before saying "Make it back in one piece Russo and bring Frank home safe" he kissed your forehead then stepped back and gave you that smile that always made your heart do a flip "Of course sweetheart. You and Maria aren't getting rid of us that easily"

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You stood with an arm around Maria while you both had an arm around one of the kids and watched until the final person stepped onto the plane and it started pulling away from the gate to turn to leave. You always stayed with them the first night after Frank left and this would be no different "so where are we thinking for dinner?" You asked and saw Maria crack a small smile when the kids started listing off several different places at once.

Deployments were something you were by far used to. As an extension of Maria you'd been connected to the Marines as long as she had. From the very first time Frank had to ship out you were right next to her supporting her when he walked onto the plane.

Deployments after getting so close with Billy started feeling different. When he was home there were few days you went without seeing him. You found yourself missing his presence even in small moments. 

You now kept your laptop next to the bed so if he got a chance to Skype and had also downloaded a video chatting app on your phone. There was a shoebox full of letters under your bed that was overflowing from ones you'd kept over the time you'd known him yet you couldn't bring yourself to throw even the simplest letter away.

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You were on a twenty four hour shift so you'd just settled into your bunk when you heard the chiming on your phone that was a video call. You picked it up and saw the photo of you,Billy and the kids that always popped up when he called and slid to answer. 

You pushed yourself into a sitting position before his face appeared on the screen. "Hey sweetheart!" He greeted with a smile. You fought back a yawn as you said "Hey Billy" he squinted a bit at the screen then muttered "Shit you're on your bunk meaning I either woke you up or I'm keeping you from catching some sleep on shift"

"Billy it's fine. I just got back from a call so it's not like i was going to be able to go straight to sleep. How are you and Frank?" He still seemed skeptical but said "We're good. Frank is actually on with Maria but the kids are already in bed so I figured I'd see how you were and get out from over his shoulder" "oh so I'm just a second option to the munchkins I see how it is Russo" you teased and got that signature smirk in return "Well the munchkins aren't as distracting as you are. Even in your uniform you're still one of the most beautiful women in New York" 

"One of? She's the most beautiful woman in New York well besides Kenzie" Alice interrupted draping herself across your shoulders from her bunk behind you. 

He rolled his eyes playfully "Alice you have a girlfriend remember?" She shrugged "Your point being? Kenzie agrees with me that it is insane that Y/N here is still single. Like what the hell is wrong with men in New York well women too for that matter. If I hadn't been her partner for this many years and with Kenzie I'd be trying to date her. Anyone that had a chance with her and didn't take it is a damn fool" 

You shook your head at her and gave a gentle shove "Back to your own bunk Hendrixs. You need sleep" she grinned at you "Yes ma'am" then waved at Billy "Bye Russo. Get back in one piece ok?"  "Bye Alice keep an eye on her for me"

Once Alice was tucked back into her bunk you turned your attention back to the screen and smiled "She gets weirder the later it gets sorry about that" "no problem. I've been friends with Frankie this many years I'm used to weird" Billy laughed then you heard Frank's voice  "I heard that asshole" right before his face appeared next to Billy's "Hey Y/N" 

"Hey Frank. You talk to Maria?" You asked and he nodded "Told me you and Jr blew up a science project in the backyard and you're helping Curt start a soup kitchen for vets on his days off" you smiled then said "Well the science project was a volcano so that explosion was a success and yea it's a slow go but I'm trying to help him with whatever I can" 

"You're a damn super woman Y/N" Frank replied and your smile grew "Anything for my family Frank. You know that" before either of them could say anything you heard a voice call out "Castle! Russo!" And Billy cursed under his breath. "We gotta go sweetheart. Give the kids a hug from me" Frank said and you nodded "Always. Stay safe both of you"

Billy smiled and said "You stay safe too. I'll try to call you in a few days" you managed to say "I'll be waiting" before the screen went black.

You turned around and popped Alice on the forehead "Ow! What the hell?" She groaned even though a grin was playing at her lips. "What was that rant about?" You questioned and she shrugged "I'm sick of seeing you two dance around each other. You're both grown. Russo needs to either make a move or you need to find someone else to be heart eyed over. Figure I could remind him how amazing you are" 

"Me and Billy…" you tried but she quickly interrupted "Are just friends. Yea I've heard that bullshit before. Look you two spend more time together when he's home then most couples i know. He looks at you like a puppy and you're not much better. Way I see it confess feelings now. If he chickens out you have many months to get rebound sex and be over the sting by the time he gets stateside. I love you and I want you happy. Take a chance mami!" You rolled your eyes and laid the phone down on your charging pad next to the bed "You're insane and I'm tired so on that lovely note"

You started to lay down but time your head hit the pillow an alarm rang out about a woman in labor and Alice all but giggled "On that note we're gonna go possibly deliver a baby at two am"

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