#I wanted to draw a little walk by kiss after isaac is taking the suit off + eustace reporting in

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Hi! We’ve never talked but I adore your blog and writing 🤗 I would love to see 38 from the prompt post maybe?

38. “Nothing about us is conventional”

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Stiles kissed Derek first.

He’d always thought that one day, after the man got his head out of his ass and realized Stiles was downright irresistible, Derek would be the one to initiate things. But then at the beginning of senior year, after a summer of Stiles spending every waking moment at the loft, Derek still hadn’t done anything.

So Stiles kissed him first. He thought he was allowed to do that.

And the thing was, Derek responded.

Stiles liked to believe that one day, he’d break down all of the Sourwolf’s walls. He knew he’d gotten even further this summer than he ever had before, but Derek was a fortress. Just when Stiles thought he’d broken down the man’s last level of grumpy-growly defense, he was faced with a whole other line of barriers.

One day, Stiles thought. One day, he’d get the man to fully trust him. But for now, he thought things were good enough.

Except, he forgot Derek was a hard-headed asshole.

“This,” Derek said, coffee in hand and a brown-haired woman standing at his side, “is Amy.”

Stiles blinked intelligently at her for a moment. Her cheeks were pink and she looked nervous, the barista’s apron wrapped around her waist. Stiles supposed it wasn’t ‘Amy’ who surprised him, but the fact that Derek knew anybody outside of his little loft hidey-hole.

Also, that the man was introducing them. Maybe he was proud of making a new friend?

Derek waited with a raised eyebrow and Stiles blinked out of his thoughts, pushing a half-hearted grin onto his face as he nodded, not quite sure where this was going. Derek confused him sometimes. “Okay.”

Some of Amy’s smile faded. Derek shot him a warning look.  “Stiles, this is that friend I was telling you about.”

‘Derek’ and ‘friend’ still took Stiles off guard. He supposed if he thought about it, Derek had mentioned meeting someone at the cafe a few weeks ago. He’d said something about how she was ‘nice’ and ‘funny’. Stiles was pretty sure he’d been complaining about his single woes from Sophomore year, then. He hadn’t really been listening to Derek or himself, to be honest.

Sometimes, Stiles just felt the need to talk.

“Oh,” Stiles said. Then a sudden panicked realization hit him like a truck. “Oh.”

Derek’s forced smile looked more murderous than usual. But before Stiles could make up an excuse to run, Amy was stepping forward, Derek was stepping back, and Stiles was left alone with no coffee and apparently a… a... wait, was Derek wingmanning him?

Stiles’s stomach did something entirely new and he was pretty sure he wasn’t okay with it.

Amy started to say something but Stiles’s mind had gone blank. Three days ago, he and Derek had been making out on the couch and now the man was trying to set him up? Or maybe… maybe… no, the kissing had not been a fever dream. Stiles had gone right home afterward and proceeded to have a panic attack followed by the literal eating of a giant tub of ice cream in celebration.

His dad had been giving him strange looks ever since.

“Stiles?”

Stiles snapped out of his thoughts, looking at Amy with round eyes. She held out a slip of paper with her number on it and he stared for a moment, before plastering another grin on his face and taking the paper from her hands.

“So you’ll pick me up at seven?”

“Seven?”

Amy’s smile flickered. “For dinner at that new Italian place I was just telling you about.”

“Oh,” Stiles said. “Um, oh, yeah. Italian! Love Italian. Yeah, I’ll be there. At seven. Because this is a date?”

Amy was looking a lot less impressed now than she was five minutes ago. Stiles thought that was usually how things went when he talked to girls, wingmanned or not. But she still nodded and then turned away, moving back behind the cafe counter.

Stiles just stood there for another few moments, staring at the slip of paper in his hands as his brain tried to catch up.

Derek had just wingmanned him. Derek Hale has just wingmanned him. Then left. And now Stiles was going on a date. Tonight.

“Oh my god,” Stiles said, shoving the number into his pocket.

That stubborn-headed Alpha bastard.

-

Stiles showed up at the loft a lot later that night with a suit jacket hanging off one shoulder, a tie half undone, and exhaustion under his eyes that he couldn’t even begin to explain.

Derek sat on the couch and tensed up the moment he spotted him in the doorway. Stiles held his gaze for a long moment before trudging over and dropping down at his side with a sigh. If possible, Derek tensed even more.

“Did you have a… good date?”

“Dude,” Stiles said, glancing over. “I think my wallet is crying.”

Derek’s brows furrowed. Stiles leaned heavily against his side, just wanting to burrow up and maybe sleep for the next day or two. 

It wasn’t like anything had gone wrong, exactly. In fact, Stiles would say he’d been the proper gentleman. He’d shown up on time, he’d paid for dinner and dessert. They’d walked around town after and when Amy told him things ‘just weren’t like she’d expected’ Stiles nearly full on agreed. But he was a gentleman. So he’d just nodded, driven her home, and decided he was never letting Derek wingman him again.

Which really shouldn’t be a decision he had to make.

“I just want curly fries and sleep,” Stiles said. “But that restaurant was so expensive, I don’t think I can even afford curly fries right now.”

“So… it didn’t go well?”

Stiles glared at him. “I blame you for this.”

“What.”

“Dude!” Stiles said, drawing back a few inches. “What? What? When you said ‘let’s go get coffee’ this morning, I expected to be walking out with a nice hot mocha, not a date!”

Derek gave him a blank look. “I told you days ago this was happening.”

“Uh, when?”

“When I told you Amy was looking for someone and you said ‘oh yeah, I know that feeling’.”

“Because I do! I have! Not now, but—”

“Then I told you I could try and set something up and you gave me a funny look and said ‘yeah, Sourwolf, you do that’ and proceeded to walk out of the loft.”

Stiles blinked at him. For some reason, those words did sound familiar, but he wouldn’t go around saying something like that unless… “Dude, I was joking! Are you serious right now? I’m like, ninety percent sure we had just finished making out before that conversation!”

Derek stared. Then his face turned bright red, he frowned even harder, and proceeded not to say another word. Stiles shoved himself off the couch, throwing his hands up.

“Oh my god, Derek! Are you serious?”

“What.”

“Stop ‘what-ing’ me! Do you really think I go around kissing people and then letting them set me up with someone else? That’s a douchebag move. That’s a Jackson move!”

The man looked at him with a blank expression. Stiles scoffed and turned away, waving a hand over his shoulder.

“You know what, fine dude, whatever. I’m going to go beg spare change from my own father because I’m in desperate need of curly fries but I can’t even afford any right now. Please, feel free to make up a list of everyone else you think I should attempt dating. Clearly I need it.”

Derek didn’t answer. Stiles gave him one more look over his shoulder but the man just crossed his arms, arching one brow. Stomach twisting, Stiles stalked out of the loft and made sure to slam the door behind him.

He was tired earlier. Now he was downright pissed.

When he made it to his jeep, he didn’t drive for a long moment. Instead, he glared at nothing and tried to keep himself from stalking right back up to the loft. What the hell did Derek think they were? What the hell did he think Stiles had wanted in the first place?

He tried to replay the last few weeks over again in his head. The first time Stiles had kissed him; all nerves and a sudden rush of adrenaline. Then small kisses on the couch, or in the kitchen, or when Stiles came by the loft after school.

And Stiles… Stiles hadn’t known what exactly to call it. 

They didn’t mention anything to the pack but Stiles thought that might just take time. And Derek didn’t really acknowledge anything was happening until Stiles was kissing him, but he thought maybe that was just another one of the man’s walls.

Sighing, Stiles dropped his forehead against the steering wheel. Was he the idiot here?

No, he couldn’t be. It was the hard-headed, grumpy growly, big bad Alpha werewolf who was most likely up angsting in the loft and—

A knock on his window startled Stiles out of his thoughts. He squawked, head snapping upward, and his elbow banged on the steering wheel, the alarm almost instantly going off. Derek jumped back and Stiles swore, quickly turning it off.

For a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, groaning, Stiles opened his door and pulled himself back into the night, crossing his arms against the faint chill.

“What, Derek?”

“You weren’t checking me off a list.”

Stiles stared at him for a long moment before finding words. Derek’s face turned bright red and the man dropped his gaze. “What?”

“You weren’t checking me off a list or experimenting with… another gender, or—”

“Dude, what the hell?”

Derek looked up, a ‘caught in headlights’ look in his eyes. Stiles swallowed hard, searching his face. 

“That’s what you thought I was doing?”

“You’re a teenager, Stiles, it’s the expected and conventional behavior of—”

“Conventional,” Stiles said, cutting him off. 

Derek nodded.

“Oh my god,” Stiles said, rubbing a hand over his face. To be honest, he really should have seen this coming. One of Derek’s biggest walls was ‘I’m not deserving of actual love’ but Stiles had been hoping he’d broken that one down already. Apparently not. “Derek, nothing about us is conventional.”

Derek just looked confused. Stiles sighed and stepped forward, tilting his chin upward.

“You’re a big bad grumpy Alpha werewolf. I’m the token human with a baseball bat who Isaac compares much too often to Little Red Riding Hood. We fight monsters every other week and attempt to live normal lives in between. Also, I’m eighteen now. I’m like, a couple years away from getting grey hairs.”

Derek rolled his eyes at that. Stiles grinned, reaching up to brush the pad of his thumb across the man’s lower lip.

“Also you’re like, really hot. I’ve been wanting you to kiss me since Sophomore year and if we’re being honest, I kissed you first with the hopes that we could keep doing that. For a long time. Like, a really long time. Like, maybe until we actually do have grey hairs and—”

Derek moved forward and cut him off, slightly chapped lips pressing against his own. Stiles startled for only a second before melting into the man’s touch, his hand moving to cup the back of Derek’s neck.

“You,” Derek said around his lips, breaths warm against his skin. “Stiles, I want you too.”

“Good, you big idiot, because I’ve been pining for two years now—”

Derek seemed to notice how effectively he could shut Stiles up by just kissing him. Because the man only growled at the back of his throat and pushed Stiles against the jeep, one hand catching a handful of his hair and tilting his head back a few inches before kissing him harder.

Stiles wasn’t really complaining. 

And yeah, he thought Derek was kind of a big idiot. But to be fair, he could be too. And maybe it took two years, one chaotically pining summer, and an accidental wingmanning situation, but Stiles was pretty sure he’d broken down another wall tonight,

There were probably more. 

Like, a lot more. Like enough to give him grey hairs even as a teenager more. But Stiles might be a little okay with that. One day, he thought, he’d get the man to fully trust him. One day, he’d break down all of Derek’s walls. But for now, things were good enough. 

Derek was always enough.

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I had so much fun with this one! Thank you so much for the prompt, you’re so fantastic. And I hope I did it justice! 

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Hello there ~ Congrats on 100! 🎉💕 I'm so happy for you!! I was wondering if I could request a match up for Ikevamp. I'm fairly new to Tumblr and this is my first match up request so I'm a bit nervous since you are literally the first person I will have interacted with on here 😅 but I love your writing! If you are busy or have a lot of requests or anything please don't worry about it or overwork yourself! It's a lot of work and I totally understand!! Also edit, I'm really sorry in advance. This was way longer than I intended.

I am a bi female. I am an Aries but I am close to the cusp (April 18th). I don't typically associate myself with most Aries traits outwardly though since I am really shy and reserved, but internally I can see it as I am competitive with myself and a major perfectionist. But I'm low-key chaotic as can be like I'd identify myself as chaotic good since I'm just a mess with good intentions 😂 I am an INFP-T personality (which is scary accurate to me) if that helps any!

I am very short, only 5' tall and I am slim with overall small/petite features and frame. I have medium/dark, warmer toned brown eyes and auburn wavy/loose curly hair. I am very pale but have a lot of small freckles on my face and body. I've been told I look a lot younger than my age I think since I have a round face and am overall a small person. I'm very friendly and smile a ton but I am shy. I get big "eye smiles" whenever I smile and tend to blush a lot cause nerves. I've been told I tend to smile a lot and because I'm a shy, vv awkward person, my go to whenever I meet up with literally anyone is to smile out of nervous habit so people tend to think I'm overly friendly or approach me but in reality I'm a nervous boi.

I study landscape architecture and wildlife biology in college rn so I really love art and nature! I want to do habitat restoration after college. I especially am interested in plants and often go hiking and identify plants as well as do botanical drawings.

I am interested in both math and science as well as art. I enjoy watercolor painting as well and I am interested in illustrating children's books if landscape architecture doesn't pan out 😅

Besides that I have an obsession with extreme love for cats. I'm not ashamed to say my cat is my best friend, she is perfection 😂 I love anything living though thats not a person. Plant, animal, insect, they're all so wonderful to me and I tend to feel more comfortable around animals and nature than people.

My favorite color is a pale pink, I really love light, cutesy things. But my personal style is very retro academia. I wear a lot of clothes from the 60's and 70's or inspired by then. I really like fashion and fashion history.

My favorite food is spaghetti with just cheese. I may be an adult but oh well,, some plain ol spaghetti just hits the spot every time. I love baking and cooking though and have a sweet tooth. I used to decorate cakes in high school and I enjoy creating my own recipes and desserts.

I like to daydream, play video games, drink tea, sketch, read, and listen to music as well. I also spend a ton of time outdoors enjoying nature. I love trivial and fun facts. I want to gain as much knowledge as I can about the world.

I don't like things that are too loud I suppose. I'm a pretty easy going person but I am very nervous in crowds or places that are too loud. I'm also afraid of storms and I'm not fond of extremely dark places either. I don't like failing/faltering or embarrassing myself, especially in academics. I am extremely nervous talking to large groups or meeting new people as well, I prefer small, more personal interactions. While I enjoy talking to people it's just really hard so I don't usually unless they reach out to me first. I also hate conflict and drama (unless I'm not involved, then bring the popcorn). But any conflict is a big oof for me.

In a relationship, I really like surprise hugs and signs of affection. Sudden surprises create a sense of excitement which I really like to have. I like the idea of a relationship feeling new, passionate, and exciting, despite being together for awhile. I don't like gifts necessarily since I feel uncomfortable receiving things, I prefer sharing special memories. I'm not huge on PDA, I feel uncomfortable if someone is too clingy around others, especially my family or someone I know since my family is pretty conservative. But if we are alone, I love tons of affection and little acts of love. Hugs from behind, a small brush of our hands, holding pinkies, light kisses, and lots of smiles just make me melt, ugh tiny gestures are so cute. Communication is very important to me but not my strong suit, I tend to shy away from issues and trip over words I don't mean, but body language is very important and I think can be better for me and for my partner to understand.

I would like to be able to enjoy a comfortable silence with someone while we both read or do something while holding hands or just touching in some subtle way. I would love to be able to escape my perfectionist front that I have around others when I'm with my partner and be able to make really silly, dumb jokes and have lots of laughs. I love the idea of joking around while loosely holding each other. I present myself very seriously but I'm a big goof and rather dorky and like to have fun but romantic interactions.

Also it would be a plus if they love or at least tolerate kitty cuddles with me and my cat. My cat is such a baby, she's constantly in my lap or following me around so we are a package deal basically 😂

I'm sorry this is so long, and I hope it is enough for you as well!! Thank you so much for opening up match ups too! If you need anything else let me know! Take care of yourself and congrats!! 💕

It’s perfection don’t worry. Thank you so much for sending the request. I hope you are taking care of yourself too and everything is good.

Anyway I matched you with.....................

                                                            ............Isaac

HA BET YOU DIDN’T SEE THAT ONE COMING!

oh you did?

ok I’ll stop

Isaac is a very curious person much like yourself

he loves discovering and learning new things

and that is the first thing Isaac noticed about you to be honest

sure he saw you and was like Damn she gorgeous but that was about it

however when he discovered that you are also a curious but little nervous bean he started opening up to  you

neither of  you like crowds and loud people who disrupt your concentration, so usually you spend your time in the library

sitting together in silence and reading

loves that your cute and blushy

even tho he’s exactly the same

as you got closer he started noticing more and more things about you

how your eyes would lit up when you passed certain plants in the garden

how you would hum to yourself and dance around thee kitchen a little when you thought nobody was looking

he loved everything about you from your adorably freckles to your reserved yet charming personality

it too him a long time to confess to you

a long time and a lot of pep talks from Leo

in the end he forgot everything Leo said and confessed to you in his own way

after that oh boy

you are the definition of inseparable

he’s new to this so you have to give him a little time to get used to it

after he’s comfortable he’s very affectionate

more in private but still

will give you surprised  hugs all the time

whether it’s that he walks up behind you and hugs you while turning apple red God if Isaac was here he’d kill me for that pun or him walking and scooping you up and plopping you in his lap in the library as you both get into some book

totally gets that you don’t like going to very crowded places

BOOM your wish is my command Isaac will almost always take you to fields of beautiful flowers so you can hang out, goof around, have a picnic and the stargaze

Isaac will pull you close or just hold your hand while explaining a few things about the constellation, after you will just enjoy the silence as you bask in each others company, while gazing up at the starry sky

he holds you pinky

finds it super cute and usually blushes harder than you even though he initiated it

holding your pinky is a personal thing for him

he finds it reassuring

you’ll just be walking and all of a sudden Isaac intertwines your pinkies

he’s anxiety on legs and holding your pinky is his way to tell you that in that moment he’s scared, anxious or just extremely nervous

you usually hug him and kiss his cheek

holding your pinky can also be that he loves you and hopes he’ll be with you forever

it depends on the situation, but he likes telling you he loves you like this

he has a surprisingly good sense of humour and likes to goof around with you

loves your cat

he wasn’t much on a cat person before, but your cat likes o play with Harry and he thinks that’s really cute

all in all you guys have a really good relationship

Ok now i have to pour some water on my head

CUTENESS OVER LOAD

Lia .exe has stopped working

That’s it! I hope you enjoyed and I hope you are well! Once again thank you @uwu-catlin for the request and the compliment. Love you 3000!

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VALENTINES DAY SPECIAL EDITION : HUNTER’S HEART

originally a 3 part one shot series from when i was on igrp, this is set before and during season 4 of teen wolf. it is highly inspired by the supernatural episode ‘wayward sisters’. this is not considered canon on this blog. mutuals may interact.

word count : 3,700 words

warnings : brief mention of drugs, brief mention of physical abuse, death, guns

VOLLEYBALL SEASON

“you got someone watching you.” grace, one of alice’s teammates, nudged alice and nodded towards the stands where a girl with a halo of dark curls seemed to have picked out alice out of the crowd of volleyball players to watch. 

alice turned only to see the girl turn her gaze back down to the book in her lap. even though she’d turned her attention away, alice couldn’t help but stare a little bit as well.

“who’s she?” grace tossed the volleyball at alice and hit her on the shoulder to draw her attention back to the drill they were running.

alice rubbed her arm and picked up the ball, tossing it back to grace to keep a rally going. “i don’t really know, she’s in my english class. kinda quiet but insanely pretty.”

“your water bottle’s right there. go talk to her.” grace hit the ball off her wrists and sent it flying back towards alice.

“no! i can’t, she’s probably not even gay.” alice shook her head as she leaned and hit the ball back towards grace.

grace laughed. “lahey, you got eyes right? she’s definitely gay or bi or something. she’s got a thing for you.”

“bullshit!” alice dropped the ball when it came back her way and held it. 

“she’s checking you out right now. gimme that!” grace gestured for her to toss the ball to her and when alice did, she set it, hitting it over alice’s head and into the stands landing right next to the girl they’d been talking about.

“what the fuck, grace!” hissed alice, crossing her arms over her chest.

“go get it, lahey.” it was clear from grace’s smirk that she meant to do that.

alice sighed, rolling her eyes before walking over to the bleachers and climbing up them to retrieve the ball. “sorry about my friend, she’s kind of an asshole.”

“why’d you tell her you didn’t know me?”

alice looked down at the ball in her hands and shrugged. “i’m sorry naomi- i uh, i don’t really bring up being in eichen here. i’m already enough of a freak. i didn’t think you’d hear me.” she grabbed a drink from her water bottle when she heard her coach yell at her to stop chatting.

“you should probably go. i’ll talk to you later, alice.” naomi was clearly hurt by alice pretending not to know her, after all she really didn’t know anyone else at bhhs.

after practice and freshly showered, alice found naomi outside the gym. she leaned against the side of the brick building. 

back in her t-shirt and leggings she was a lot less intimidating than she had been on the court, but no less pretty than she had been to naomi when they shared a room in eichen house. “you’re doing good, i can tell.” she was quiet, not wanting to draw the attention of any of the other students leaving their practices and games with their conversation.

“you are too, i mean you look like you are.” alice stuttered out. “i thought you were going back to devenford?”

“they kicked me out. they didn’t want me to besmirch their precious reputation and besides i kind of skipped school for two weeks.” it was naomi’s turn to look down in shame. 

alice raised an eyebrow, letting out a sharp exhale. “you in trouble again?”

“yes, but not like selling. i’m not doing that anymore, i promise i’m clean.” she wasn’t sure what to tell alice or what the blonde knew about what was really going on in beacon hills. “something bit me.”

“like a wolf?” alice set her gym bag down on the ground.

“not a wolf, a coyote.” she was surprised how quickly alice had found her way to something close to the truth though. 

“i know someone who can help you. if you want. my brother, the one i told you about. he was bitten too.” she looked around for someone in the pack to call over, but their practice hadn’t let out yet.

“no! thanks, but no i have someone. you know what an alpha is right? i have one of those, she’s helping me like she’s helping some kids at my old school.” naomi couldn’t help but smile at how alice had wanted to help her.

alice smiled back. “yeah, i know what an alpha is. stay safe okay. i’m really sorry for pretending i didn’t know you.”

“i kind of understand. i don’t really want everyone knowing i went to eichen either.” she leaned against the wall next to alice. “and thanks for saying i’m insanely pretty, it kinda makes up for pretending not to know me.”

with that alice blushed and hid her face in her hands. “god, i really need to learn to shut up! too many people here have super hearing!”

“or don’t. we could pick up where we left off.” naomi teased, nudging alice’s shoulder.

“maybe so, my ride’s here. i’ll see you around, naomi. and i mean it, i’ll sit next to you in class and everything.” alice pushed off the wall and grabbed her bag from the ground and walked off towards stiles and scott who’d clearly just gotten out of practice and were headed toward the blue jeep to go to tonight’s pack meeting.

SWIM SEASON

alice stayed by the edge of the water, pulling her swim cap from her head and shaking out her blonde curls while she waited for her girlfriend. their dates for the past few months had been low key, just getting coffee during alice’s break at the cafe in town or going to the movies. only the pack really knew they were together. she hadn’t even really told isaac about having a girlfriend. she was still much too angry at him for leaving her in beacon hills alone to bother to text him about having a girlfriend. he could find out when chris did. she grinned when naomi walked out of the locker room in her two piece swim suit, arms across her stomach to cover the bare portion of her chest.

naomi sat down next to alice at the water’s edge, dangling her legs in the warm water and letting her hands fall to her sides. one hand met alice’s and she gently intertwined their fingers. they’d been planning this for a while, it took a lot of convincing on alice’s part. she hadn’t really wanted to break the rules, but alice insisted it would be worth it.

“you’re so beautiful.” alice leaned her head on naomi’s shoulder, giving her hand a squeeze.

“nah, not like you.” the other girl shook her head, glancing down at the large bite scar on her thigh as well as the few scars she had that had been carved into her skin since before she’d been bitten. “i hate seeing this every day.”

alice let go of naomi’s hand and went to trace her scar with the tips of her fingers. at first, naomi flinched away but seemed to change her mind. “i’ve got scars too.” she pulled her hand back and pointed to a spot on her wrist. “see here? i fell off my bike.” then she pointed to her ankle. “i was hunting with chris.” and finally, alice lifted her hair off her back and turned for naomi to see. “i got these when someone threw a beer bottle at me and my brother.”

naomi reached out to touch the mess of raised and indented flesh on alice’s back. “shit. your dad?”

alice nodded and turned back around. “see, scars are no big with me. come on. water’s still warm and we’re gonna get in trouble soon.” she slid off the edge of the pool and into the water, grabbing naomi’s hand on the way down and pulling her into the water with her.

“hey!” naomi laughed as she came up from under the water with alice. 

they swam together, doing flips and splashing each other in the pool water as night fell outside. they didn’t know how much time had elapsed, but they heard footsteps coming. alice swam towards naomi and pulled her under the water, crashing her lips into hers before it was too late and this had all been for nothing.

“hey kids! get out of the damn pool!” a janitor peered over the edge of the pool and into the chlorine blue water with a frown.

they came up for air, an embarrassed blush crossing both their cheeks as they scrambled to the edge of the pool. alice couldn’t help but laugh. “sorry man!” she yelled as she pulled herself out of the water and held out her hand to help naomi out. the two girls grabbed towels and scrambled off to the locker room. 

“we’re toast, alice!” naomi insisted as they went to change. 

“no we’re not. we did what we came to do, remake the kiss from romeo and juliet! so i think no matter how many detentions we get, we won!” alice put her arm around naomi and smiled, kissing her cheek.

WINTER FORMAL

alice shook her hands at her side before ringing the door bell next to naomi’s front door. she waited, rocking back and forth on her heels. alice glanced back at the car where chris waited inside for her.

chris tried to smile reassuringly at alice despite the heaviness in his heart. alice had told him she could get scott or stiles to pick her and naomi up on the way to the dance if this brought back too many memories of allison, but he’d assured her it was fine, that he wanted to see her go to her first school dance.

she felt awkward in the dress lydia had picked out for her, after all lydia had tried to work with her on this, but the dress was still very lydia and not so much alice. if she had a choice she’d be wearing sneakers, but lydia had insisted on her wearing heels.

naomi opened the door, yelling a goodbye to her parents peaking through the living room windows. as the door slammed behind her, the brunette stopped to take in alice’s appearance. she’d never seen the other girl in a dress, and after all alice’s complaining on the phone she’d half expected to see alice on her porch in jeans and only a slightly nicer shirt than usual. “i don’t see what you had to complain about. you look really pretty.”

alice blushed and took her girlfriend’s hand and lead her to the car. “so do you,” and then with a quiet excitement “we match!” she opened the door to the backseat for her and slid in next to her and shut the door behind them.

as the girls put their seat belts on, chris turned around in the front seat to face them the best he could, causing alice to groan before he even opened his mouth. “hey, i’m driving you so let me say this.” he looked pointedly at the blonde. when she nodded he continued by holding a hand out to naomi. “i’ve heard a lot about you, but we haven’t been properly introduced. i’m chris- you can call me mr. argent. i don’t know what you two are going to get up to tonight, but know this i expect a text by 10 letting me know that you’re both safe and sober. alice will tell me if you two need a ride home.”

alice shrunk down in her seat, averting her eyes with embarrassment. sure, this was better than it could be and much better of a ‘talk’ than she’d expected but it still embarrassed her. “that’s enough,” mumbled alice.

“i’m almost done.” mr. argent pulled out of naomi’s driveway and onto the road on the way to the school. he looked at the two in the mirror where naomi was still watching him attentively and alice was looking through her phone. “have fun okay, girls.” 

he turned his attention back to the road, tapping the steering wheel with his fingers. “alice, send your brother a picture or something. isaac misses you and you haven’t spoken to him in a while.”

she looked up from her phone and nodded. she didn’t fight him on that one. she hadn’t talked to isaac and maybe he deserved a bit of a break from the silent treatment. maybe, and besides bragging about actually having a girlfriend seemed like fun to her. he’d have to be proud of her, right? alice leaned her head on naomi’s shoulder and began showing her things on her phone.

naomi leaned her head on alice’s, her eyes following the video of a kitten climbing into a box of tissues and falling asleep inside playing on the screen. she intertwined her finger’s with alice’s free hand in her lap, resting on the pink fabric of both their dresses. they stayed like that for the rest of the car ride until they pulled up to the school. 

“we’re here!” chris announced, turning to face the two. when he saw how they’d come to rest he couldn’t help but smile. “take pictures remember! have fun.” 

alice got out first, followed by her girlfriend who stopped on the way out of the car to say “thank you for driving us, mr. argent. i’ll make sure we take a ton of pictures.”

LACROSSE SEASON

as the lacrosse team left their locker rooms, kira and alice joining up with the boys, alice was pulled aside by naomi. “hey babe, shouldn’t you be in the stands.” despite not sounding like it, she was happy to see naomi. this whole thing about the deadpool had the pack stressed and especially alice. naomi’s name was on it, obviously. she’d seen it right there in print ‘naomi reynolds, werecoyote, 3’ seeing most of her friends on there, she worried, but she knew they’d figure this out. but naomi didn’t have friends like alice’s. her pack was isolated and more members than just her were on the deadpool. her alpha, satomi, hadn’t wanted her to come to the game. they were already risking enough by having other pack members come, but naomi had insisted on coming to alice’s game. if anything happened to naomi here alice would blame herself.

naomi adjusted alice’s pads, and jersey over top. she could see the worry creasing alice’s face and practically feel it coming off of her. she glanced over alice’s shoulder and saw scott and liam staring. 

they could feel it too. she nodded for them to move on and that she’d send alice out in a second. “i’m gonna be okay. it’s just one game and then i’ll be home safe. it’ll be okay. i promise. there’s so many people here, no one’s gonna come for me.” she tried to hide her own fear, to believe her own words but she couldn’t. brett and lori were here too, her family. not only them, but scott, liam, lydia, malia and kira were all here too. it seemed like the perfect set up to attack. “go play. i’ll be fine.” she started walking out towards the field, motioning alice to follow.

alice did follow, black lacrosse stick in hand. “i’m sure you’re right.” she forced a smile, glad to have naomi there despite the danger. she pressed a kiss to naomi’s lips before pulling her helmet down over her head and sending her off to sit next to lori in the stands. 

“you two are almost so cute it’s disgusting.” kira commented, pulling alice into the team’s huddle. they turned their attention to coach finstock who just had to make a comment about whether alice’s head was really in the game that night.

the game went off without a hitch, but as they were playing against devenford prep in a real game, not a scrimmage this time, tensions ran high. half the pack had to keep an eye on liam and brett’s competition in hopes that they wouldn’t expose them all. however, even those two seemed more mindful now that the threat of death was real.

at half time, naomi walked over to the beacon hill’s side of the field, grinning. sure, bhhs wasn’t winning, but so far her promise to alice held true. nothing bad had happened. she handed alice a water bottle with fresh water and even brought other’s for the rest of the team. 

“hey lahey, any chance you’ll get your girlfriend to do this more often!” one of the the other players called to alice grabbing one of naomi’s water bottles. 

alice rolled her eyes and called out to the older boy “maybe if we win, but you’d actually need to be trying for that to happen!” she mumbled an apology naomi for her teammate’s obnoxious behavior to which naomi shrugged, her attention elsewhere. “alice, scott.” she looked to the edge of the field where a stranger clad in black waited. to her he smelled like gun powder.

scott looked to naomi and then followed her gaze. the alpha tensed and then nodded to alice. he’d deal with the consequences that came from running from the game for his younger teammate. “run.”

alice dropped her stick, grabbing naomi’s hand and taking off towards the school and the locker room. she felt the eyes of the crowd on her back and heard the yells of her coach telling her to come back. she didn’t listen.

THE DEADPOOL

alice and naomi took off towards the locker room where alice quickly shed her lacrosse pads and pulled her leather jacket on over her t-shirt. before she could start to lead naomi out the door, the other girl stopped her.

“you could get hurt, you gotta stay here, play the rest of the game okay?” naomi paced around the locker room, on high alert and listening. outside she could hear the others trying to buy them time. 

“no, i have to come with you. you don’t understand. i’ve already lost enough. i can’t lose you too.” alice started towards the door, bringing naomi with her. the girls ran down the halls of the school and out towards the woods. they ran side by side, and alice nearly started to believe that they were in the clear and that the rest of the pack had dealt with the assassins. that was until they heard yelling and voices behind them.

“they’re here!” “get the girls alone!” “is the blonde on the list?”

alice’s heart fell, but there was no time. they kept running, their shoes crunching as they hit the dried leaves and dirt of the woods. they picked their way through the trees. alice could feel her lungs, burning, crying for air but she didn’t stop until she felt like she couldn’t push on any more.

naomi leaned her back against a tree, allowing them both time to catch her breath, but still listening to the sounds of the hunters coming for them. “allie, they’re coming. we gotta go.” her panic was evidenced in her rushed tone. “come on.” she reached for alice’s hand and when she took it the two took off again. they ran deeper into the woods until they reached a clearing. standing in the center they didn’t know which direction to go. naomi’s ears perked up, listening again. she gulped. “they’re all around us.” the girl whispered.

alice drew her close to her, their hands still joined. “they don’t want me. i’ll protect you.” they turned slow circles in the center of the clearing. alice’s heart racing, finally understanding what it felt like to be prey. she watched as the lights on the the ends of the hunter’s guns drew closer and closer until they were more than beams of light but silhouettes of people. “please, she’s never hurt anyone!” alice yelled into the darkness, backing up against naomi.

“allie, no.” naomi tightened her grip on her girlfriend’s hand. “don’t provoke them.”

“don’t take out the blonde, she’s human.” the voice was deep, commanding.

“run, alice, i’ll be right behind you.” she pushed alice out of the way, forcing her to keep going. one of the assassins caught her and held her tightly. naomi saw her fighting to get away from them, her heart sinking. she turned her attention towards the rest of the men with guns and snarled, her eyes growing a brilliant shade of yellow.

the shots were deafening. gun fire filled the air for a split second and alice watched as naomi stood against the hunters before she fell limply to the ground. alice pushed forward, kicking her way out of the hunter’s grip and rushing to naomi’s side. she grabbed her hand, pulling her into her lap and cradling her. “no, no, no. naomi, you can heal. it’s gonna be okay.” she pressed her forehead to hers and tried to shield her. alice didn’t see the rest of the pack coming,  the hunters putting up a fight, but being outnumbered and sent scattered into the wind.

scott was about to call out to alice, tell her she was safe. that was until he saw her holding a body. 

alice watched, tears biting at the inner corners of her eyes, as naomi’s bright yellow irises went dull and her grip on alice’s hand loosened. “naomi?” the teenage girl whimpered, feeling the body become heavy in her arms. the early summer wind carried lydia’s scream into the night as the rest of the pack rushed forward. 

their ears rung with lydia’s wail and scott had to pry naomi’s body from alice’s arms. “it’s not safe here, alice. we have to go.” he lifted naomi’s body easily, holding it gently. 

stiles helped alice to her feet, putting an arm around her as she began to cry. the older boy didn’t know what to say to her, he just held her up as they walked out of the woods and met his father and the other officer’s on the road.

scott handed over the body to the police and alice was lead to the back of an ambulance, a blanket placed around her shoulders. when asked if she was alright, all she could say was “i said i’d protect her.”

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Fic: This isn’t a rom-com 8/17

Author’s note: Here we go people. I finally have a total of chapters for this and we’re just a little over half of this fic. I hope you’re all enjoying it and as always, feedback is greatly appreciated.

Wordcount: 3015

Warnings: some cursing; mentions and depiction of alcohol, drugs and inebriation.

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As Thursday approached, Keanu felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. It felt like this thing with Lilah had reached a breaking point where they would finally get some kind of definition. And maybe that was for the best because Keanu couldn’t deal with not knowing where he stood anymore. Every time he thought he knew what was going on between them, something would happen to throw him in a loop.

He had been so sure at first that Lilah didn’t see him as more than a friend, but all their conversations for the last couple of weeks had turned too flirty for Keanu to ignore. He knew he was partially responsible because he couldn’t help himself, but Lilah had started to respond to it more and more. And that kiss goodbye the other day? Dangerously close to his own lips. And after she had just paraded in front of him in only a towel? There wasn’t something you did when you were ‘just friends’ with someone.

Sure, Keanu knew she didn’t walk in front of him in a towel on purpose. The way she deliberately kept her gaze away from him as she pretty much dashed from the bathroom to her room told him as much, but it had been hard to ignore.

Keanu tried his best not to look, respect her privacy, but he was only human, and she took him by surprise. So he did get a very good look at all that gorgeous skin, still flushed from the shower and the way the towel barely covered her ass, before he could force himself to look away, his jeans suddenly a little tighter than before.

If only his problem was the physical attraction he felt towards him, Keanu would have been a happy man. Because he could deal with that and push it aside. Being actually in love with her was a lot harder to ignore. And if he was being completely honest with himself, Keanu wasn’t so sure if he wanted to. Even if ignoring it was probably the wise thing to do.

For a while now Keanu had played safe when it came to his personal life. A stark contrast to the man he had been in his twenties and early thirties. Back then, he had been a very impulsive guy. He saw something or someone he liked, and he would go after it and damn all the consequences.

Keanu still did that for his professional life. Picked projects that his agent advised against for being weird or outside the genre he was better known for and that didn’t really help his career. But Keanu would still do it just because he could. He hadn’t really done the same for his personal life in a while though and he had been mostly alright with that.

Sure, every once in awhile, it felt like something was missing, but Keanu had become quite good at turning a blind eye to it because he knew the moment he opened his heart to someone disaster would follow.

And maybe he was being irrational, but after everything he went through, Keanu really believed that it was wiser to tread carefully in the romantic aspect of his life. Keep his relationships short and light so no one could get hurt.

This really was the first time in a long time that he didn’t want to that. He didn’t want to ignore the ever-growing feeling in his chest; to push it aside and forget about i. Because Keanu was happy. Really happy. He was working on a project he loved, and he was spending time with someone that he really… And maybe it was a bad idea, but he wanted this so much that he was willing to be impulsive and reckless again. Just this once.

“You should tell her,” Kim declared after Keanu told her everything.

He had managed to avoid this conversation for a few days, but Kim had a way of catching him off guard and he ended up spilling his guts. There was a reason why she was his best friend after all.

“Kim…” Keanu trailed off with a sigh, because what excuse did he actually have not to do it at this point? “What if she’s not interested?”

“Then you’ll know and can move on. Either way, you have to know.”

Keanu rubbed his face, leaning his head back against the couch. He was still on his costume, even if they had wrapped up shooting for the day. He should be taking the suit back to Luca and heading out to meet Lilah, but he was hesitating, a little terrified of how this was going to go. But Kim was right. He needed to know.

“I gotta go.”

“Call me tomorrow. I want to know how it went.”

Keanu agreed before hanging up and finally going through the motions of showering and changing into his own clothes before heading out, running into Chad and Dave in the parking lot.

“Hey, we’re off to get a drink and discuss a few scenes. You’re up for it?” Dave invited.

“I can’t,” Keanu admitted with an embarrassed wince. “I-uh have a thing.”

Chad narrowed his eyes at him, lips drawing into a smirk.

“Does this ‘thing’ involve Lilah?” he asked, and Keanu could feel his nape getting warm. So were the tip of his ears. Chad snorted. “I fucking knew it! Where are you taking her?”

“I’m lost. Who’s Lilah?” Dave asked, looking from Chad to Keanu.

“This girl he’s being seeing,” Chad said before Keanu could even think about speaking. “Never wondered why he keeps grinning like an idiot every time his phone rings?”

“I don’t…” Keanu trailed off with a headshake because it was pointless to argue with Chad sometimes. Dave flashed a wide, knowing smile.

“Then have fun,” he said, walking backward toward their car. “Just don’t tire yourself out, ok? We need you in one-piece tomorrow morning bright and early.”

“Fuck you!” Keanu called out with a smile that was half-embarrassed, half-amused as he put on his helmet and took off for Brooklyn.

Keanu had never seen Novelsy this packed with some many people dressed in so many outrageous costumes, but from what Lilah had shared about the financial troubles the bookstore had been experiencing, this was probably a good sign.

It still made him uncomfortable because he really didn’t want to be recognized so he pushed his sunglasses up his nose, keeping his head down as he moved through the familiar aisles, searching for a glimpse of Lilah, but he hand no idea what she looked like since she didn’t really tell what her costume was.

He spotted Jean first, dressed in a regal medieval dress, her dark hair falling in elegant curls around her shoulders, her green eyes sparkled when she saw him, lips twisting into a smirk.

“What? No costume?”

“I’m dressed as a tired actor,” he joked, and she snorted. “Is Lilah here?”

“Yes.” There was a long pause and Keanu realized Jean wasn’t about to tell him where. “You’ll understand.” It was all she said before she took off to help a customer.

Keanu pulled out his phone and called Lilah, but the call was ignored and a second later he got a text with a photo, the cover of Romeo and Juliet. Grinning, Keanu headed down to classics, where he knew he would find the book. As soon as he reached the right aisle, his phone beeped again with a second picture. This time it was Scanner Darkly.

As he headed for the sci-fi and fantasy aisle he realized he was heading deeper into the bookstore and away from the rest of the public. Once again, as soon as he arrived at the right place, a new message arrived. This time it was a picture of The Shining.

He wasn’t sure if there was a horror section in Novelsy so that one took him a while longer to figure out, but he finally found it all the way in the back and there was where Lilah stood in a red overcoat, a yellow scarf around her neck and a red fedora hat.

“Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?” he asked with a grin, moving closer to her and Lilah looked up with a wide smile and a faint color on her cheeks.

“Sorry. Couldn’t resist.”

“Don’t worry,” he said still towering over her despite her heels and Lilah had to tilt her face up to look at him. “I don’t mind chasing you.”

There was so much meaning behind those words and Keanu could see the way her eyes widened in surprise before Lilah drew in a deep breath and stepped even closer, her hand resting on his chest.

“But you caught me,” she whispered, her eyes bright and open and maybe a little hesitant but Keanu had no doubt what he was seeing on them. “So now what?”

Keanu caught her lips in a kiss. It was soft and slow and tentative. Just lips pressed together, but damn if it didn’t feel good. Her hand moved to his hair, fingers scratching his scalp gently and he sighed against her lips. He felt her smile before she tilted her head a little for a better angle, her fedora falling off, but neither of them cared.

Lilah pressed her tongue against his lips and Keanu parted them for her, letting her explore his mouth, enjoying how she tasted sweet and minty, before pushing forward too and she sighed contently against his mouth. His hands found their way to her back, pulling Lilah to him until their bodies were flushed together as the kiss turned a little more heated. As Keanu nipped teasingly on her bottom lip Lilah groaned softly, her grip on his hair tightening a little and he grunted, feeling arousal burning on the pit of his stomach.

They were so lost in themselves that the sound of someone clearing their throat made them jump apart like naughty children caught doing something wrong. Keanu glanced at the man standing there watching them both with a raised eyebrow and a barely contained smirk. Panic overtook Keanu for a second before he recognized Isaac under the heavy makeup, wig, and tight black corset.

“Unless you two want to be on the front page of every tabloid and gossip site in this city, maybe move this upstairs?” he asked, his gaze shifting from Lilah to Keanu.

Keanu glanced at her, noticing her swollen lips and the flush in her cheeks and he could only imagine how he must look like. They were lucky it was Isaac that caught him and not someone else.

Before they could reply, Isaac took off again leaving them behind to share a guilty look before laughter erupted from them.  Lilah covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes glowing with mirth and affection and Keanu didn’t think he had felt this happy in a long time.

“Maybe we should follow his advice,” Keanu said grinning and pulling her into his arms. Lilah wrapped hers around his neck but let out a small resigned sigh.

“I’d love to but I promised Jean I’d help out today.” She looked up at him through her lashes and it was the kind of gaze that promised so many unspeakable things and made Keanu want to have her against the nearest surface. “To be continued later?”

“Yes,” he agreed, stealing another hungry kiss before he stepped away from her keeping his back turned because he couldn’t be trusted to keep his hands to himself if he was looking at her.

To his frustration, later seemed didn’t seem to be coming anytime soon. At first, Lilah was busy helping customers and managing the costume contest with Jean. When that was finally over and Keanu thought they could head back to her apartment, Lilah reminded him of the Rocky Horror Picture Show singalong he agreed to go with her.

So instead of being alone with her like he really wanted Keanu was stuck in a bar in Brooklyn with bad lighting, peeling wallpaper, too-loud pop music and a crowd that was dangerously close to indecent exposure with their costumes.

He retreated to a table in the back as soon as they arrived, but he still had a good view of the stage and the main area of the bar as he nursed his beer and watched as people gathered in the dance floor, grinding against each other to music with too much autotune. For a moment he felt so damn old and wondered what the hell he was doing there. Then Lilah slid on the booth next to him, out of breath, cheeks flushed from alcohol and dancing and a bright, wide smile that he couldn’t help but return.

“They’re setting everything up,” she announced, voice a little slurred as she stole his beer and took a sip. “It’s gonna be terrible.”

“And that’s good?” he asked with a frown and Lilah giggled and nodded.

“For this terrible is the best.”

She settled a little more comfortably, pulling his arm around her shoulders, her back pressed against his side and Keanu smiled, kissing the top of her head. It was almost as if their kiss had lifted that unspoken barrier that existed between them until then and now Lilah felt comfortable with touching and hugging him all she wanted. Keanu had to admit he liked that very much.

When the singalong finally started, Keanu began to understand why terrible was great. He could tell everyone was wasted or high or both. They stumbled over the words and dance steps but just didn’t care. He found himself laughing and cringing along with Lilah as she sang to herself very offkey.

When the first notes of Time Warp started, she jumped to her feet and joined the group, dancing as uncoordinated as everyone else, but for some reason, it looked completely adorable to him the way Lilah moved completely off-beat regardless of Jean’s attempts of getting her into the right rhythm.

She stayed through I Can Make You a Man and Hot Patootie, but seemed ready to return to the table when Touch-a Touch-a, Touch Me started, but Jean caught her by the hand, pulling Lilah back and closer.

They sang and danced together, Lilah’s back pressed against Jean’s chest, as the pair ground together, Jean’s hands sliding down Lilah’s waist and hips, guiding her movement. It was intimate and sensuous, and Keanu felt suddenly out of breath, the room way too hot for his comfort.

He headed to the back exit, needing a moment to collect himself. Leaning against the wall of the alley he lit a cigarette, closed his eyes and breathed out shakily, trying will his arousal away, but the sight of Lilah was still seared into his brain. A moment later he heard the door creaking and when he turned his head to look, there was Lilah.

“You’re ok?” she asked. Even in the dim light of the alley, he could see her flushed cheeks and sweaty skin making her hair stick to her neck

“Yeah, just…” he showed her his cigarette and Lilah nodded, moving closer with unsteady steps. “How about you?”

“Just a little too hot,” she replied, gathering her hair up and exposing her nape to the cool night air.

Keanu pulled her closer to him so he could bend his head and blow on her heated skin, making Lilah shudder and giggle. She looked up at him, eyes hooded, bottom lip caught between her teeth as she gave him a heated look. Before his reasonable side could talk him out of it, Keanu kissed her.

He could feel Lilah grinning as he pressed into her mouth, tasting alcohol and lime in her tongue. Her hands came up his back, under his shirt, raking her nails up his spine and making him groan. All Keanu wanted was get lost in this, but his publicist would kill him if he was caught making out on a dark alley like he was back in his twenties.

Besides, Keanu wanted Lilah completely sober when they had sex so she could enjoy every second of it. He pulled back, chuckling when she tried to chase his lips.

“Let’s get you home,” he said and Lilah grinned wide.

“Good idea.”

“To sleep, Lilah,” he said, grinning at her pout. “You’re too drunk for this, sweetheart.”

She was still pouting when Keanu led the way back into the bar so he could gather their things and pay the tab, before leading her out again, through the main doors this time and hailed a cab. Her apartment was just a ten-minute walk, but between the heels and her inebriation, Keanu didn’t think it was wise to let Lilah walk.

As soon as she was on the backseat of the car, Lilah cuddled against his side, face buried on his chest as she mumbled something in Portuguese that he didn’t understand. Keanu chuckled affectionately at how clingy she was while drunk, hugging her close until the taxi pulled up in front of Novelsy.

Keanu carried her up the stairs and into the apartment and bedroom, not wanting to wake her up when she looked so peaceful. She didn’t even stir when he dropped her on the bed very ungracefully or when he took off her shoes and helped her out of the overcoat and scarf. He had no idea what had happened to her hat.

Lilah only showed signs of consciousness when he pressed a kiss on her forehead as he was getting ready to leave. She caught his hand, making Keanu pause and look at her.

“Stay,” she mumbled, her eyes barely open.

Keanu only hesitated for a second before he kicked off his boots, took off his wallet, phone and keys putting them on the bedside table and climbed in bed with Lilah. She shifted towards him, once again cuddling his side and mumbling those same words she said on the cab, making Keanu wonder that they might mean.

tbc

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Into the unknown scott McCall imagine part 1

" scott .... scott ..... Scott .... SCOTT .... SCOTT ...SCOTT " a voice was pulling McCall back to reality when he felt pain in his shoulder it registered to him that his girlfriend (y/n) looked angery and was turning red while looking at him " hello... aren't you listening i said what are we going to do about the party ?" Scott just blinked " fantastic you weren't listening .... im guessing im talking to a wall better yet I'll get a boyfriend who does ... maybe issac or ... or theo " grabbing gour things scott was about to say something " hey guys " it was liam and mason you rolled your eyes getting up and away from scott and the younger ones

" what's up with (y/l/n) ?" Liam asked scott he zoned out again "uh what ?" mason and liam sighed " you've been distracted lately McCall " Jackson sitting opposite sides to him " hey i ran into (y/n) she seems upset about you " stiles sitting next to scott while lydia and malia was behind " that girl loves to rant especially on you Scott "

" literary what have been on your mind recently that kept you completely occupied with that nonsense?" lydia the strawberry blond asked " its peter " stiles cringed while Jackson gagged " noway McCall its a folklore " kira and malia looked at each other " scott ... scott ?" Jackson sighed " the thing is lydia McCall here got bitten by something while doing a job with me and argent in a small town ... and well he got bitten and well " stiles looked shocked " you said the job was intel on new werewolves not trying to get killed " Jackson laughed "yeah well McCall went pale for a couple of days then .... his eyes changed " stiles eyes squinted " scott what colour are your eyes ?"

Scott turned away but malia shoved his face backed " show us McCall " his eyes didn't turn alpha colours " scott what happened on the job ?" scott didn't say a word " McCall they need to know or else i will " before Jackson could finish theo comea running in " we have company and it ain't werewolves " heavy breathing and slowly sitting down

The door flew opened and three men walked in one muscular in a suit one rugged with a leathet jacket with a smirk on his face , the other his eyes are different and have blood stained dripping down both side of his lips "shit ...shit ...shit " stiles keeps saying while malia was ready with her claws and kira out with her sword

McCall didn't move " LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WOULD YOU PLEASE KINDLY LEAVE THESE PROMISES.... BEFORE IT GETS UGLY " the one in the suit kindly smiled as everyone hurried to leave squirming out of the buliding " so little group of supernatural with a well .... a banshee " the one with the blood came closer to lydia " banshee that can pridict death with a werewolf.. or a turning hybrid werewolf " the man looking at scott " let me introduce ourselves I'm klaus mikaelson I'm the first hybrid werewolf vampire " he sit opposite sides of the gang while " im Elijah mikaelson and this is my younger brother kol mikaelson we're not like my other bother klaus " sitting down beside klaus " we came to negotiate a peace treated on the basis of scott McCall "

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" so do we have a deal McCall?" Stiles and liam sitting during the negotiations while the ladies leave for other issues " scott you can't take this deal ... your walking in blind... we do not know them ... trust me ... we do not deal with this kind especially when we don't know their strengths " stiles whsipering " human whispering to your boy isnt working we have super hearing our power our amplified " drinking a soda then crushing it stiles gulped while liam was trying to control his anger " hey beta you dont need to draw your crawls you know... we know you have anger issues but .... we know all your strengths and weaknesses but we won't use it against you because we know a void person who's ready to kill us all gerard argent ring bell " Elijah fixing his cufflinks " so McCall the deal is set ... argent crossed our path and well he killed half a dozen of people in our town ... plus a few members of my family " klaus eyes turned a different shade

" you got a deal ... mikaelson on one condition (y/l) (l/n) a girl im dating stay out of the agreement no one hurts or use her .... especially in a different situation understand " scott flashing his eyes but Elijah and kol sit back when klaus moves forward " i see you embracing your new powers then McCall " as the three stood up " see you at your house then McCall " as the three walked away " text lydia get intel on each of them ... especially the klaus guy i want to know everything understand " scott brushing passed Isaac and mason towards his bike

" what's the deal then stiles ?" Isaac whispering " a new kind of supernatural just popped up and the deal that scott have with klaus guy a whole new shit ..... plus we have more issues do you know what happened to scott "

Isaac signed " i do but i can't tell you here ... not with the girls here it will only hurt (y/n) in this situation " stiles didn't understand what isaac saying till " hey guys you seen scott ?" As all three of you hear scott engine roared you didn't say a word but gaped " so is the deal done or what ?" Isaac said ignoring you are there " what deal ?" Frowning " are you going to tell me what's up with my boyfriend orbdo i have tk demand like a whiney bitch " starring at isaac and stiles " she's your problem... see you at McCall " brushing pass going towards alison and lydia whos already in the car

You waiting for an answer " look (y/n) scott ... his ..his ..his going through changes ... and .. and you need to back off a little and let him breath ... soooo that's all i have to say cause other than that I've got nothing " running to his jeep while malia and liam are in the back seat leaving you with a jackson whittmore " don't look at me sugar his your boyfriend... all i know i would dump McCall ass and move on " jackson walking away

You were confused and angry that you didn't get the answers you're looking for especially when everyone is ignoring you and well giving you short answers " fine I'll find out myself if j have to " stomping on the floor

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Meanwhile back at beacon hills memorial hospital things are weird bodies being dropped off unexplained death toll " okay ... okay .... okay " frantic sheriff slams his phone down while a deputy parrish " soo what are we going to do now FBI is here especially we got ATF who are they anyways " looking at the people in blue jackets questioning doctors and local people around " this is great I've got ATF and FBI on our backs " slaunting on a chair " sheriff please tell me what's going on ?" Melissa McCall was seeing people all round her question after questions and a swat team outside the hospital

Deputy parrish sighed " we've been getting calls of dead bodies everywhere especially drained of blood considering a sycophant or a maniac with a tendency of draining his or her victims " parrish whispering while melissa went pale " you think this is super...supernatural " even in a lower voice " we aren't sure because its all in shambles and we're figuring it out but for now we have to release a statement to the public immediately "

Right on cue derek hale and chris argent walks through the door with a girl in dereks arms " anyone ...anyone ....anyone ... please help her " melissa hurrided to help " whats her condition?" Checking her eyes and pulse " fetch the bed and get her a room now " as the porter removes the girl from derek the group moves outside the room while the others worked on the girl

" explain hale ?" Sheriff standing ready for questions " we were driving back to beacon hills when a black SUV was smashed by a white Sudan van and multiple officers gun down plus two victims dead on the spot except her ... we found her on a fence wounded and terrified " braeden looked round " she kept mumbling and mumbling we weren't sure what she's saying till argent explained " chris was hiding his gun " she said the word vampire " chris didnt even blink while saying it " ive sedated her before we got here she was frantic and didn't calm down only now she's like this but we didn't see any other wounds "

" anything else you found out there ?" Parrish asked " no ... alot of blood on the pavement and the car looked to be an accidental blow but other than that no suspicion " thats when ATF and FBI agent came popping up " look sheriff we get it ... you're new to this but me and my team are here to stay ... unexplained body count plus a whole lot of missing people so ... expect more from us rather than leaving " the blond woman walked away with her assistant while " ATF agent " are you aware of any gun crimes in beacon hills or illegal selling or gun in the last few months sheriff?" Two men ready to write down anything " not that i know of why ?" The man in the blue jacket sighed " did you know in the last 3 months a couple of your police warehouse were targeted for supply of guns and other units " the man was eyeing argent " im legal to have these especially they are licensed officer " argent wasn't to pleasant with the officer " we will be in touch " handing over a little card

" what the hell was that ?" Chris sighed " i dont see ATF or FBI agents here .... if its the body bag and counting thats okay but illegal drugs and weaponry dealing isnt beacon hills " chris sighing " i need to have a look into what Gerrard is doing maybe he has something to do with it " kissing melissa on the forehead before leaving

Derek looking round " anyone heard from scott ?" melissa shakes her head " thought so "

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Evening

" so .... aren't we going to talk about the elephant in the room ..." silence is showing more often " look scott i don't care about the issue you have with (y/n) right now but isaac and theo even liam told you had a deal with three grown up men who .... stiles says know us ... i dont care if you're not ready to talk but we had enough of your pathetic waiting games alright " stiles looking anywhere but at the table

" Jackson knows even derek but we your best friend dont know and you're pushing us away ... we need to if its a threat we can deal but if its your issues than thats find but keeping us in the dark is not okay" kira sounding frustrated " they need to know scott especially alison shes digging on the mikaelson as we speak " isaac grabbing a drink in the fridge

" fine I'll tell you but you might all want to sit down especially you stiles "

( event leading up scott pov

Two weeks ago argent got a intel on this supernatural about werewolves turning into something else more ... powerful

I wanted to check it out so i took the opportunity to call Jackson while he was in london about a group he suggested it was wise to go down to London . So me and derek including isaac went without stiles because i told him to wait here to protect you guys if anything happened he will be there like a heads up . I was calm with it so it wouldn't be a problem ... the plan was we go to london check this intel argent talked about and this group of supernatural . Leading up to the day i had to come up with a excuse to go to london because my mom wouldn't let me go so i had derek come up with an idea that he found something that could help me improve my skills as werewolf in london .

At first my mom had her suspicions but she agreed only and only if i take isaac with me and i agreed the only other person who knows what and where is alison because she was the eyes ans ears of the warehouse

The day before we were about to head to London i had the feeling that something sketchy will happen , i didn't trust this intel that argent had i told isaac he said its fine but yet he too was wary of the information argent got

)

" youre telling me that you guys went to london and something bad happened.... what happened that was so bad that neither one of you can talk other than Jackson " lydia slamming her hands down " I'm getting there "

( continue on

The information of a gang outside of London near Lincolnshire of a warehouse an experiment on supernatural.... werewolves to worked on their strengths and skills . We all thought it was that but it wasnt

So when we landed in London it was the evening isaac and i were already wanting to check the intel but alison told us to wait three days then we check it out . Jackson told us of a small group who being turned into more supernatural and that its beginning to be a threat in england and he was ome of the werewolves helping out .

Jackson told us he doesn't know who runs the place nor where argent got the intel from but when argent and alison went to meet his special firend where he got the intel he was murdered

" hold up ... you're telling us that the person who gave argent intel on this was murdered and you didn't come home after that warning " isaac and scott looked at each other " we wanted to know this information if it will help other werewolves and supernatural " isaac simple said

" fine carry on "

( we were supposed to only be in London for 5 days and my mum was being suspicious and i got tongued tied and told her ... she freaked out but she knew argent was with us so she was calmer . The night before the accident we managed to pull surveillance on the warehouse we saw the same people you saw today the three men

One in a suit the other raging blood addiction the other not so much , we thought their not the threat when one of them klaus i belive said the word I'm immortal invincible because not only I'm i a werewolf im a living breathing vampire

We were shocked at the information but at how old he was 1,000 years old walking and breathing in the daylight especially with fangs and werewolves eyes . Beyond that we didn't know what to do with the information but it lead to me getting something argent didnt tell us of his personal plan .

He busted into the warehouse with armed force guns along with alison we didn't know what to do derek was furious on this and couldn't stay put so he tried to rescue argent and alison but it all break loose

Fighting here there blood was spilling they were invincible we trying staking them sliver bulltes wolfband eveything nothing can penetrate him not a scratch we definitely outnumbered until the guy came from behind and bit me on the left arm his companion laughed " no way to treat unwanted guest klaus " the pain from my arm was excruciating it didnt heal either his eyes were different no glowing nothing

He barely left us alive all he said was i like him lets keep him alive

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Nobody said a word after scott recanted the story of the night he got bitten lydia was lost for words " how ... how ... how ... how ?" Lydia expression says alot

" so thats why those men were familiar with you scott because he bite you " liam was shocked stiles didn't know what to say " how can you keep this from me how ?"

[sleepyfan-blog]

Hoodies with IBVS Crink?

Fandom: IBVS by @onebizarrekai

Characters and pairing: Christopher Jackson, Isaac Beamer, IBVS Crink

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,183

Summary: Chris’ boyfriend is a hoodie-stealing sneak. Clearly this calls for Vengeance.

“So that’s where my hoodie went! I’ve been looking for it for three days! Why do you have it anyways?” Chris grumbled, pouting a little at his boyfriend as he walked over to where Isaac was sitting - the other sketching something on a pad of paper.

“You said that I could borrow it - the hoodie I was wearing got splattered with paint in art class, remember?” Isaac responded with a shrug and a small, unrepentant grin on his face. “So I’ve kept it. It’s a really nice hoodie. And it reminds me of you, so win-win!”

The taller teen frowned a little, rolling his eyes and huffed a little before grumbling half-heartedly “I… I suppose that’s true… But that didn’t mean that you could keep my hoodie forever….” Isaac looked really adorable in his hoodie - the other was kind of drowning in it, and his sweater paws were cute.

Ink hummed a little, glancing up at Chris before stretching and slowly standing up, shuffling over to where his boyfriend was, and pulling him into a hug. He rested his head on one of the other’s shoulders, his eyes half-closing “Hmm… But I really wanna keep this. At least for a little while longer? I do have a spare hoodie in my backpack - you know the brown one with almost no paint stains on them? We could trade.”

Cross sighed a little as he wrapped his arms around the other, pressing an affectionate kiss to the top of Isaac’s head. He answered after a moment “Sure, if it’ll fit.”

“Hey, it’s not as if you’re that much taller or broader-shouldered than I am!” Ink gasped, mock-offended as he grinned up at Cross, slowly letting the other go and grabbing his backpack. He rifled through the main compartment, and pulled out his well loved, if slightly wrinkled hoodie, holding it out for Chris to take.

Cross smiled a little and put on the hoodie, grinning a little more when he realized that the brown sweater smelled like Ink- and understanding hit him over the head as to one of the reasons why the artistic teen might want to keep the sweater “Thanks Isaac. This is pretty comfy. Whatcha working on?”

“It’s the beginnings of my term project. We’re supposed to start by creating a sketch about what inspires us.” Ink responded with a small grin “Like… If being out in nature helps to inspire someone to create, we’re supposed to sketch out the ideal space. Along with, if we want to, the people who encourage us to continue to pursue art.” He’d started to sketch the park that they all lived near - or at least the beginnings of it. It was currently raining, and Isaac didn’t feel like getting soaked down to the bone. He was also trying to figure out how he wanted to sketch Cross into the scene. Maybe he’d have the other on one of the swings on the swing set… He’d also sketched the other in at least a dozen different ways  (occasionally with that sword that he could summon in hand, looking like a badass hero, and Isaac was looking up how to draw different kinds of armor, trying to decide what would fit the other best). Not that he would hint at the other’s unusual ability for something that was for school - he wouldn’t put the other’s secret in potential danger like that - as who knew how the adults would react to finding out that some of them had weird abilities.

“Oooh… I want to ask to see what you’ve got so far… But I don’t want to be too nosy. How big is the final drawing and/or painting supposed to be?” Cross asked curiously - he didn’t know much about art, but he wanted to do his best to encourage his beloved. Isaac was really talented and he was sure that the other could do a lot with it if he wanted to.

“It depends on the medium that we use… But I’m planning on using paint - I haven’t decided if I’m going to use acrylic, oil or watercolor… Oil painting is a pain because it takes the longest to dry between coats… And the scene that I plan on drawing… I…” Isaac is tempted to use water colors - which is different than what he normally uses - but he has such a striking image of Cross and him on the swing set, almost but not quite holding hands, the sunset in the background painting them in a variety of colors… And the soft colors that he can picture in his mind are more suited to water colors than the other two… He’s also tempted to do it in black and white - perhaps using charcoal and colored pencil. He plans on sketching out the scene from several different perspectives and using different techniques before settling on one. He’s got the entire semester in order to get it done - but the deadline for a five by five inch pen and pencil lined drawing of his scene is due in less than a month, and Ink is feeling a little unsure as to how well it will go.

Cross notices the other’s distress and leans in close, pressing a light kiss to Isaac’s lips, one of his hands coming up and gently brushing a stray lock of hair out of the other’s face, a small grin appearing on his face “Hey, it’s okay, Isaac. You’ll be fine. Maybe you should take a little break? You seem to be pretty stressed about this art project… I know you’ve been working on it for a while. Why don’t you show me that new indie horror game you wanted me to play. I haven’t yet because my computer got confiscated… Again…”

Isaac scowled a little at the implications of Chris’ father being a shitty asshole again - but brightened at the thought of being able to see the other’s ridiculously endearing reactions to the games that he really liked to play. “Sounds good to me! My parents won’t be home until late - and they left me enough money for pizza or whatever we want to order in. I’ll make the call and we’ll settle in for a few rounds of The Darkness Within - I’ve only played the first couple of hours, and it’s got a great atmosphere and a fascinating storyline so far.”

Cross nodded, helping the other set up the player “Hey - can we have some wings with the pizza and soda? I’ll pay for the extra, if they didn’t leave enough. I’ve been craving some super spicy hot wings for weeks and it’s been killing me.”

“Sounds great!” Ink responded with a grin, already scrolling through his phone to pick out the pizza place that would deliver fastest - delighted that their favorite place was running a special that allowed them two extra-large pizzas and soda for half off. “Oh hey, if we order garlic bread, they’ll throw in a dozen wings for free with this online coupon. What do you think?”

“I love garlic bread. Let’s go for it.” Cross grinned back, nodding.

[iamvegorott]

A Small Glitch Chapter 5

Because I can’t stop, here’s a third chapter for today...technically it’s the next day...but still.

Marriage?

Anti sat on the ground, back leaning against the couch while Annalise was sitting between his legs, leaning against his stomach and chest. She raised her hand and touched a green, holographic ‘2’. The number glowed yellow and vanished, the other numbers and symbols around and above it changing into new forms.

“What’s two plus two?” Anti asked as the projections matched what he was saying, a ‘3’, ‘4’, and ‘5’ floated under the question. Annalise hummed as she counted off her fingers. She nodded her head when she was satisfied with her answer and she touched the ‘4’. Annalise cheered and clapped when the number glowed yellow.

“My princess is a genius.” Anti chuckled.

“Papa smart too.” Annalise said.

“What about daddy?” Anti asked.

“Daddy silly.” Annalise giggled.

“Sounds like our daughter really is a genius.” Dark chuckled as he picked up an empty cup off of the coffee table.

“When’s Viana supposed to get here?” Anti watched Annalise as she swatted at the clumps of pixels, giggling when they formed into butterflies.

“She’ll be here any minute now. I came out here to tell you to get ready. Annalise needs pants and so do you.” Dark said as he checked the living room, making sure that nothing else was left out.

“Pants for losers.” Annalise said.

“Yeah, papa, pants are for losers.” Anti chuckled.

“Go get dressed or papa’s not giving either of you dessert tonight.” Dark threatened, the meaning being two completely different things for Anti and Annalise.

“No ice-cream!?” Annalise gasped in shock.

“Whatever shall we do without papa’s sweet treat?” Anti winked at Dark as he stood, picking Annalise up with him.

“Don’t make innuendos in front of our child.” Dark sighed.

“You started it.” Anti stuck his tongue out as he walked away.

“I did not...wait…” Dark groaned when he realized what Anti meant. “At least it worked.” He straightened up when the doorbell went off. Dark made sure that his tie was on properly before going over to the door. “Hello, Viana.” He greeted after opening the door.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Powell.” Viana greeted back.

“Please, call me Isaac.” Dark said as Viana walked in.

“Alright, then, Isaac. Where are Triston and Annalise?” Viana asked, her clipboard hugged tightly to her chest.

“They’re getting ready.” Dark lead Viana to the living room. “I do hope we can get through this a little quicker since I have a meeting to attend later this afternoon. I tried to tell my coworkers I had plans, but they claim it’s an emergency.”

“I only need a few minutes to talk with Annalise, ask you a few questions and glanced over the house again.” Viana said. “You should have plenty of time to make your meeting.”

“Thank you.”

“So, while we’re waiting on your partner and Annalise. I might as well ask the questions I have for you.” Viana clicked her pen. “How is Annalise doing?”

“She’s doing great. Her weight gain is at a healthy weight and she should be at the proper weight in another two weeks or so. She just had her first day at preschool yesterday and has said nothing but positive things about her experience and she said today went great as well.”

“Did she draw this?” Viana asked, seeing Annalise’s family drawing on the table.

“Yes, she’s taken to calling me ‘papa’ and Triston ‘daddy’.” Dark answered.

“She’s clearly grown attached to you two.” Viana commented. “Although, she did chose some interesting color choices.” She added.

“She’s a very creative child.” Dark chuckled.

“Do you mind if I ask a personal question?” Viana suddenly said.

“Be my guest.”

“Have you thought about marriage?” Dark stiffened a little, was not expecting that.

“Marriage?”

“Yes. You and Triston are clearly very close and you’ve been together for a long time and now that you have a daughter, marriage seems like a logical choice. Not just for legal reasons, but being able to call someone your ‘spouse’ rather than ‘partner’ seems more intimate.” Viana suggested.

“I honestly haven’t thought of that. We’ve just been happy with where we are at the moment, marriage hasn’t come to mind.” Dark thought that he was telling the truth, but something deep inside of him said something else.

“The lady of the hour is ready.” Anti cheered as he entered the room, holding Annalise who was wearing her favorite pink tutu. “She didn't want to wear anything else.” Anti explained when Dark gave him a look.

“Viana wants to talk with you, okay? Me and daddy will be in my office.” Dark said to Annalise. The little girl looked hesitant but nodded.

“I’ll be sure to be quick.” Viana said as Dark and Anti stepped into the office.

“What do you think she’s gonna ask Ann?” Anti said the moment the door was closed.

“Simple questions related to how we’re treating her and how she feels.” Dark answered. “Annalise is a smart girl, this shouldn’t take long.” He added as he sat at his desk and opened his laptop, logging in.

“Did the money transfer through?” Anti sat on the edge of the desk.

“I checked this morning and what I deposited went through with no questions. Most of it is still in the briefcase, but I know you like having some money on a card as well.”

“Glitchers is a great business, isn’t it?” Anti chuckled.

“Yes, every mobster and angry ex loves their computer technician.” Dark patted Anti’s leg, keeping his hand in the center of the thigh.

“I wouldn’t be here without my supervisor.” Anti grinned, leaning forward and placing his hand on Dark’s. “Although, I did have to fuck my way to the top.”

“You made your own name, the sex was just bonus.” Dark slowly moved his hand up.

“And still is.” Anti crawled off of the desk and settled himself down into Dark’s lap. “Do you think we have time?”

“Not at all.” Dark practically purred as Anti ran his hands through his hair and kissed him. Anti actually purred when Dark began to nip at his neck, his hands gripping his hips tightly and moving them at a slow, even, pace.

“Isaac, we’re finished.” Viana said as she knocked on the door.

“I’m not.” Anti mumbled as he reluctantly got up.

“Your eyes are green.” Dark whispered as he stood, making sure his suit wasn’t ruffled. Anti blinked harshly a few times while Dark opened the door.

“I’m assuming that everything went well?” Dark asked.

“It went perfectly. I already did a quick look-over and I’ll be off. I hope your meeting goes well.”

“Thank you and I hope your day goes well.” Dark followed Viana to the front door, hearing that Anti had gone over to Annalise and was praising her.

“Thank you, Isaac, and don’t forget about what I said. It might do you two a lot of good.” Viana smiled.

“I’ll be sure to think about it.” Dark smiled back.

“I’ll be back next month.”

“I can’t wait.” Dark shut the door, his skin immediately going gray.

Marriage?

Dark wasn’t able to get into his head before his phone began to buzz, an alarm that he had set earlier was going off. He turned the alarm off and pocketed the phone. Dark went to the living room, seeing that Anti and Annalise were laying on the ground, pointing at the stars that were floating in the air.

“I’m off to my meeting.” Dark announced.

“You have to go?” Annalise pouted.

“Do you?” Anti added, pouting as well.

“I’ll try to get back as soon as possible, okay? I’ll even make dinner.” Dark offered.

“Promise?” Both Anti and Annalise said.

“Promise.” Dark said before vanishing in a cloud of black smoke.

“Do you wanna see where papa works?” Anti asked.

“Yeah!”

x~x~x

Anti crawled on the floor, the glass windows the looked into the meeting room was above his head. Annalise was crawling next to him, having a hard time holding back her giggles.

“Host has yet to figure out which offspring it is.” Host said, his voice echoing in Anti’s head. He had to know that he was there, but Host also probably knew why he was there and was keeping it a secret.

“We’ll just give Mark a vasectomy and boom, no offspring.” Dr. Iplier suggested.

“He can just adopt and that would still be classified as an offspring since the definition of an offspring is ‘a person's child or children’.” Google stated.

“Perhaps we can discuss this tomorrow and move on?” Dark suggested.

“Why are you in a hurry to leave?” Bim asked.

“He’s got someone waiting at home for him, can you blame the guy?” Wilford laughed. “I’d want to be home as soon as I could if I had someone waiting.”

“He’s got someone to suck that dick.” Bing teased, air-horn sounds started playing.

“He sound silly.” Annalise said.

“He is. Now, you know the plan?” Anti leaned towards the door, seeing that Wilford wasn’t looking.

“I go and yell ‘papa’.” Annalise said to make sure she was correct.

“Good, go and get him.” Anti chuckled as his daughter run through the glass doors.

“Papa!” Annalise yelled. Dark stiffened when he heard that, the other Ipliers all watching the little girl run to Dark.

“How did you get here?” Dark asked as he picked up Annalise.

“Did she call you ‘papa’?” Dr. Iplier asked.

“Dark’s a daddy!?” Bing gasped.

“He papa.” Annalise pointed at Dark. “He daddy.” She pointed at Anti as entered the room.

“Surprise, honey.” Anti chuckled.

“She looks absolutely precious.” Wilford said as he joined Anti and Dark. “What’s your name?” Annalise looked at Dark.

“He’s a friend.” Dark said and sat her down at the edge of the table.

“I Annalise.” Annalise answered.

“We got ourselves a little Annie Oakley here, wanna see my gun?” Wilford asked, reaching into his holster.

“A what?” Annalise tilted her head.

“You are not showing my daughter a gun.” Dark growled, grabbing Wilford’s arm.

“She’s not gonna get hurt.” Wilford protested.

“Open your mouth and go ‘ah’.” Dr. Iplier said, holding a small flashlight in front of Annalise.

“Wanna see something really fucking dope?” Bing yelped and held his head when Dark thumped him.

“Watch your language.” Dark’s voice had a harsh threat in it.

“What’s wrong with ‘dope’.” Bing quickly retreated under the table when Dark’s aura grew.

“He silly.” Annalise said while nodding her head.

“At least the child is intelligent.” Google commented. “Although, that is to be expected of Dark’s offspring.”

“So, how long have you had this little princess?” Wilford asked. “And why haven’t you told me about her?”

“Remember when you called and I answered and you thought me and Dark were having an ‘adult’ moment?” Anti said, using his finger to make the air quotes.

“Yes, I still tease Dark about it.” Wilford chuckled. “You two just can’t keep your hand off each other.”

“That day was when Annalise was officially put into our home.” Anti said. “Dark wasn’t sucking me, I just hit my toe on the desk.”

“What lead to that decision?” Dr. Iplier asked.

“Dark and Anti both share a look, debating whether to tell the full story of their first meeting with Annalise, knowing the negative reaction they will receive.” Host said from his seat.

“He bleeding.” Annalise whispered.

“He’s fine.” Anti whispered back.

“Negative reaction? How did you meet Annalise?” Bim asked.

“Yeah-ow.” Bing grunted after there was a thud under the table, letting everyone know he had just hit his head.

“Silly man okay?” Annalise asked, leaning over to look under the table.

“Yeah...silly man okay.” Bing groaned.

“Do that a few more times and maybe you’ll reset to default settings.” Google mumbled.

“You mean.” Annalise said.

“I’m a machine.” Google stated.

“You mean machine.” Annalise stuck her tongue out.

“She learned that from her daddy.” Dark sighed.

“Now, don’t be dancing around our question. How did you meet Annie?” Wilford asked.

“So...Dark was on the phone and I was in the living room.”

“Pouting.”

“Scrolling through Tumblr.” Anti lightly slapped Dark’s arm. “I heard screaming and when I opened the front door, Annalise was tied to the screen door handle.”

“She was what!?” Wilford snapped.

“Lower your voice.” Dark hissed when he saw that Annalise was starting to cry.

“I sorry. I sorry.” Annalise rubbed her eyes.

“It’s fine, dear. Everything’s fine.” Anti scooped Annalise up and started to rock her, stepping out of the room.  

“She was tied to your door?” Wilford asked in a harsh whisper.

“That’s what Anti told me, I came out of my office and saw a child in my kitchen. Anti ended up getting attached to her quickly. No one else in her family wanted her so he convinced me to figure out a way to get her into our home.” Dark answered, shooting Bim a glare when he made a whipping sound.

“Am I wrong?” Bim asked with a grin.

“You’re going to be six-feet under.” Dark warned.

“I think I dropped my watch.” Bim said, sinking down and joining Bing under the table.

“She was abandoned, poor girl.” Wilford said.

“Abandonment is more common than you think, in fact-”

“I don’t want to hear the statistics.” Dark interrupted Google. “Listen, all I care at the moment is that Annalise is my daughter and I want the best for her. I don’t care about her blood relatives since they don’t care for her. I’m hoping all of you respect our decision and will be willing to work with us.”

“Of course, ol’ chap.” Wilford said, clapping Dark on the back.

“She’s clearly very healthy and happy, no complaints here.” Dr. Iplier said.

“I’ll help with some research if needed.” Google offered while Bing and Bim held up their thumbs from under the table.

“Host shows his support as well, offering any assistance if Dark and Anti so choose.” Host said.

“So, while we’re discussing Dark. When you gonna pop a ring on it?” Wilford asked, giving Dark a light push on the shoulder.  

“Excuse me?”

“Come on! You’ve been with that chap for years. You’re living together and you have a child.” Wilford grabbed Dark by the shoulders. “Just marry him already.”

“What I choose to do is up to me. I will not be pressured into making a very serious life-choice.” Dark stated, slapping Wilford’s hands away.

“Fine. But when you finally do, I better be the best man or...one of them...however that works.” Wilford chuckled.

“Ann’s calmed down.” Anti said as he came back into the room. “I’m going to take her back to the house.”

“I’ll come with you. We got too off track to continue. I’ll be seeing all of you at the next meeting.” Dark said and went over to Anti.

“Don’t forget about what I said, Dark.” Wilford called as Dark and Anti left. Dark only waved a goodbye before he and Anti vanished. Leaving him to think to himself that it was going to be difficult for him to forget that.

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[anne-aad]

[013] The prom

P.o.V. Dec

I lean back at a wall with my eyes closed as I enjoy the sun and the small breeze.It's a hard time at school at the moment. I'm passing my final exams. Eventually I've got some minutes to relax. I haven't had relaxation time for several weeks now. I'm glad when I finally got through all those exams and finish school.

"Hey, Declan." Grumbling I open my eyes. "What?" I sigh annoyedly. My eyes raise to the person walking towards me. "Oh, it's you, Ant..." He grins widely. "You're in such a bad mood the last days." "You would also be if you studied as much as I do."

"You definitely need to calm down a bit. You'll easily pass the exams." "M-hm." He leans at the wall and takes a look around. "Only some days left... Have you found someone for the prom yet?" I close my eyes and stroke through my hair: "Nah... Don't know really who to ask... Amy surely will go with Marc, Emma will go there with Isaac and... I don't really want to go with Abigail..." Ant chuckles a bit. "You got a really big demand, don't ya?" I shrug. "I don't want to go with just anyone." "M-hm. I see."

I sigh. For some minutes there's only silence. No one is saying anything. "Hey, Dec." I quickly open my eyes and look to my left. A cute girl is standing there and smiling shyly at me. I remember her from my physics class. "Ehm... About the prom..." I push myself away from the wall and look at her, smiling a little. In the corner of my eye I see Ant stepping back a bit. "Yea?" "I... just wanted to ask you something. Can I? " A smile appears on my lips. "Sure. Go on." I slightly bite my bottom lip. "Do you... do you know if Adam has a date yet?" "Ehm..." I swallow. That was not what I thought she was asking. Quickly I lick my lips. "I know you're a very good mate of his and I thought... you know..." I cough. "I... I think he hasn't got anyone yet... He didn't know who to ask." I still try to look and act confident. "Do you think... he would go with me?" I take a quick look around before I raise my eyes back to her. "Ehm... Sure, Christina... I think he would." Her smile gets brighter. "Really?" I nod lightly. "Okay... so... I'll see you later." She turns around and runs off.

I let myself fall against the wall again. "Wow... I didn't think she'd ask that..." I scowl at Ant. He raises his hands in defence. I sigh. "Okay... I'll be alone at the prom." I look at the ground and bite my lip.

"Ehm... Dec?" "Hm?" I don't look up to him. "You know... I also haven't got a date... " I raise my eyebrows: "So...?" I expectant look at him. "What do you want to say with that? If you hope to cheer me up: You'd better leave it."

He drops his gaze and takes deep breathes. "That wasn't what I intended to do..." "You confuse me, Anthony. What do you want to say with that?"

"That... maybe... We could go there together..." He slightly raises his glimpse. "You... You don't mean that, do you?" He takes a look at his watch. "I have to go..." I open my mouth to say something but Ant starts to walk away quickly. He slightly turns around but doesn't stop: "Think about it."

It's now the day of the prom. Ant and I hadn't had much contact. It was very weird to talk to him after we had this conversation a few days ago. Maybe I should give it a go... I straighten my tie and take a last look in the mirror. "Let's go."

"Bye, mum!" I leave the house and set out for picking up Ant. He doesn't know that I'm going to pick him up. It's early so he shouldn't have left yet. I take a deep breath before I ring the bell.

Some seconds pass till the door opens. "-haven't invited someone. I'm leaving soon." Ant stops as he sees me. His tie is still undone and his hair is messy. "Ehm.. hey, Dec." I lick my lips and drum my fingers on my leg. "Hey... I wanted to ask... if your suggestion is still pending." A small smile appears on his face. "Sure, why not? Come in. I'm not ready yet." I nod slightly and get in before closing the door. Ant went up to the bathroom to get ready. I look around in the hall, my fingers still drumming on my leg.

When he came down the stairs my heart stopped for a moment. I have seen him in a suit before but he looked so gorgeous today. I take a deep breath. "You're ready?" He nods: "Yes... Mom, we're leaving!"

His mother enters the hall and looks at us. "Have fun, lads." "We will. See you, mom." I take a quick look at Ant before I smile at his mother. "Thanks, Mrs. McPartlin."

We leave the house and get into my car.

The drive to the prom is quiet. Nobody says a word. Arrived, we get out of the car and walk towards the entrance. When we come up to our friends it is a weird situation. Everyone has a date for the evening. Like I said to Ant some days ago, Marc is with Amy, Isaac is with Emma and Adam is with Christina. We, Ant and I, don't have a real date... Or are we...? I'm not really sure. The idea of Ant and me being a couple is weird... but it also made me happy.

Most of the time we sit at our table. Our friends went to dance. "Let's enjoy the evening." I look up at my best friend as he stands up and stands in front of me. He holds out his hand and looks at me eagerly. "What?" "You know exactly 'what'." He quickly looks to the couples dancing before he smiles at me. "You're kidding, right? You want to dance with me...?" Confusedly he eyes me: "Yeah... why not?" I let out a little laugh. He seems very honest. "You... you mean it?" He grabs my hand and pulls me up. "Of course I mean it." He pulls me towards the dance floor. I see Isaac grinning at us and trying to draw Adam's attention on us. Before I could think about it Ant puts his arms around my waist. "Relax, Declan. There is nothing wrong about it." I lick my lips. "And stop doing that. Stop being nervous." I sigh quietly. "Put your arms around me." I hesitate but eventually lay my arms around his body. He begins to move slightly. I look around as I begin to dance with him. His hands move to my shoulders and massage them. "You have to relax...", he whispers in my ear. I swallow. A weird feeling raises in my stomach. Having Ant that close to me and hear him whispering directly in my ear makes me even more nervous. His eyes lay on me the whole time. My eyes meet Adam's. He happily smiles at me and raises his eyebrows offensively. Ant's hand strokes from my back over my neck to my cheek. I look up to him. He slightly smiles. The feeling in my stomach gets even stronger. Time seems to pass in slow motion as he leans down to me and closes his eyes. I have no chance to react before his lips meet mine. I hesitate before I tenderly return the kiss. My eyes close slowly. He wraps his arms even tighter around my waist and presses my body against his. My hands slowly stroke to his chest and remain there. A loud whistle makes us jolt out of the kiss. I look around and notice nearly everybody watching us and clapping.

"You finally did it." Our friends are walking towards us. "I think you'll save be prom king..." Isaac looks at me "... and queen." I shoot an angry glance at him. Ant chuckles. "You would be a beautiful queen." I slightly punch him in his chest. "I'm not a girl." Contently I close my eyes and put my head on his chest. Slowly everyone gets back to dance and chat.

A hand stroking my hair makes me look up. "I love you, Declan. I ever have... To be honest, I hoped you wouldn't get a date. I didn't want to go here without you." I pull my arms around his neck and pull him close to me. "I'm so happy you suggested to go with me. First I thought you'd be joking... But I'm glad you weren't. I love you, too, Anth. I only realised it today..." Gently I push my lips to his again and close my eyes. This could be a beautiful start for a lifelong relationship...