#and the fact that his crew went on with it LIKE YUP WE DID DO THAT

[balladoficarus]

thinking about rosie, confidently and UNPROVOKED, telling buck and bucky about him and the boys flying in their skivvies, and the boys backing him up like, yes, we did, in fact, fly in our underwear, majors 😭😭😭😭😭 crying if this interaction – word per word – really happened

[killa-trav]

i feel like we as a society haven’t talked about seb’s japanese gp enough

it’s the fact that on the opening lap he went wheel to wheel w alonso only for alonso to yeet him off the track being all bye bitch hope u dnf n seb was like bitch pls this is my last japanese gp as a full time driver do u really think i’m going to dnf on the opening lap? let me just reverse cha cha slide style and then he did exactly that n was running towards the back bc of that

n then during the red flag like the little girl boss he is he came up with a secret sentence code word n all like little kids do during playtime at school n then was all yup yup yup and car crew 5 yeeted themselves from their seats so he could pit for inters before everyone else (apart from latifi but he’s irrelevant to this) n then girl bossed his way to p6 bc he’s a fucking genius n has the biggest brain ever n then fought of alonso who by the way was on freshers tyres in a much much much faster car only to cross the line literally at the exact same time recreating that scene from cars where lightning mcqueen sticks his tongue out so he can finish first

[textbook-machismo]

SAVED BY A SIREN

Chapter 1: Off at Sea

Pairing: Crosshairs/Drift

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The sea was calm. Everything was quiet, not even the call of a seagull was heard. It was a peaceful day at sea. A sudden groan interrupted the silence. One of the crewmates was looking over the edge of the ship, staring into the big blue sea with a dull expression. It was a boring day for him, in fact, its been a boring 4 months! There was absolutely nothing to do but talk to the same people and make sure that everything was secure and in good condition.

He let out another groan before taking a step back away from the edge, looking over at his other crewmate, who was sitting on the wooden floor leaning against a barrel eating an orange.

"Oi Hound! What are we even doin' out here for? We've been at see for at least 4 bleedin' months now and Ahm gettin' irritated!"

Hound just sighed while chucking the orange peels away, looking back at Crosshairs.

"I told you this already. There is something very valuable out there and Prime wants us to gather the item before the Cons do, otherwise we will be in deep trouble."

"Yea yea just watch yerself on those rations aight? We got a limited supply and there's no land for miles." Crosshairs said, folding his arms over his chest.

Hound rolled his eyes and went back to eating his piece of fruit in silence. Crosshairs just shook his head before walking over to where the rest of his crewmates were standing.

Bee and Hotrod were currently chatting with the Captain of the AutoShip about where this valuable object might be. All three are close. Bee and Hotrod are brothers and before joining Captain Prime they were just two small orphans stuck on the streets. They were actually one of the first to be part of his Crew and were basically raised by the Captain.

Crosshairs was the second to join. He was just minding his own business one day, fixing up a couple of spears and other supplies for other sailors. That same day Captain Prime arrived for some rope and steel and had also asked if Crosshairs was keen on joining him and his small Crew. At first he wasn't sure since he was more comfortable on working by himself, but once Prime gave him the massive payment he changed his mind and gathered his things.

Hound was the final one to join. They don't really remember why he came along, but he did. Yup. They were a small Crew indeed.

Captain Prime did have a Crew a long time ago, but they did not survive. His first mate, Jazz and his weapons supplier, Ironhide were killed in a battle between the Cons, his close friend Ratchet was murdered in his sleep when they returned home to rest. Captain Prime was devastated, but he had to move on, no matter how painful the memories were.

Crosshairs made his way over to his Captain with a serious look. Prime noticed Crosshairs presence and excused himself before turning into Cross' direction now focused on him.

"Is there something that's bothering you Crosshairs?"

Crosshairs folded his arms again meeting the Captain's tired eyes

"Exactly how long do ya think we are gonna be searchin' for this...whatever the bloody hell it is that yer after?"

"I do not know exactly, but we cannot give up and let this treasure fall into the hands of those who are part of the Decepticon Crew. If it does..we are doomed..lives will be lost..."

Crosshairs sighed and shook his head, resting his weight on one leg

"But we've been stuck here on this bleedin' boat for months! What if we never find it ey? What if this 'treasure' never existed in the first place-"

"Crosshairs enough..! As long as you are part of this crew you will help us. If not, you will end up like Chargewire.." He said, now with a stern look.

Crosshairs grumbled under his breath avoiding the Captain's stare. Chargewire was also one of Captain Prime's old crewmates. She suddenly went missing after Ironhide's death, blaming Prime for her partner's death. He heard stories about her, but he never met her.

"Whatever. Ah'll see ya in the mornin' or whenever.."

Cross fluffed out his coat before opening the hatch, climbing in. Inside the ship everyone had a small spot to claim as their own. He made his way over to his spot in the far corner further away from everyone. He laid down in his hammock letting out a sigh while looking through the small cracked window. It was still noon but Crosshairs already felt tired so he just placed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, drifting off into slumber.

[quinntamsin]

One Piece: Amazon Lily Arc

Kizaru tore through the pirate Captains and their cfews without abandon. SHe watched as the Supernovas did their best to fight the strange giant humans. Light flshed so brightly she had to cover her eyes. A loose growl in her throat as she used her zoan form to leap from her hiding place atop the giant mangrove. Landing on her feet she dodge an oncoming blast of fire as a Marine company sent a volley of bullets her way. Each movement she did required all of her enhanced reflexes, Only when she went sailing over the edge, though, did she truly know fear. --- The Amazon Lily Arc, whoa! WE got this far! Luffy is sent flying after a moment of pure gut- wrenching despair. His body is struck by the power of Kuma's Nikyu Nikyu no Mi and on his way at high speed through the air. After he strikes the ground we find him in the one place perhaps he shouldn't be. Amazon Lily, home to the all-cisfemale (YES I AM INCLUDING OKAMA and NEWKAMA IN THIS ASSESSMENT!) Kuja Tribe. We get to meet Marguerite and her friends as they discover poor Luffy after he stupidly consumes a parasitic mushroom. Bouncing forward and skipping over the anime dick jokes with the Kuja, what is most important here is how Luffy reacts. He wakes up, freaks out and yet as he gets chased he doesn't intentionally try to ruin a bunch of stuff. Instead, he nearly dies and get's saved by Marguerite while her friends, Sweet Pea, and Aphelandra do their best to support her. A few things about the Kuja I like. One yes, some have the pretty curvy designs of the typical One Piece women, but many also have pretty different body types. WE see broad-chested women, short, plump and more. Plus, yes, they all wear bikini's in a pretty blunt manner which is all the better when Luffy ignores everything. I love how Luffy is easily this lovable Ace motherfucker who just wants to make people happy. Now skipping through all the shenanigans Boa Hancock comes in after turning entire Marine Crew to Stone. After Luffy pops into her bath and sees her back she flips out (with good reason). The Snake Princess is shown in parts of this arc as cold and distant. Her looks and her fruit make people love her without any really deeper feeling. They see her as an object, and this makes her painful backstory all the worse. Plus I wanna say that I love her sisters, Sonia is just a fucking darling. And, Marigold is just this awesome fat goddess who can kick serious ass. The scene after they take over Luffy's execution after he defeats their giant panther is, funny and interesting. It sets up the Boa sisters as cold, and brutal. They use their Haki to easily defeat and toy with Luffy. When they move to smash the stone forms of Marguerite, Sweetpea and Aphelandra I was calling for Luffy to destroy them. There is a point to this brutality though, the sisters have been shaped by their society which forbids men, and they were tortured. So just as Luffy first unleashes a mega Conqueror's Haki burst and soundly starts kicking their asses I cheered loudly for him. One Piece is a show I can just watch for Hours and just feel good about. With gusto! I was lost in writing when I saw Sonia knocked toward the sharpened spikes and heard how her mark would be exposed. Seeing Luffy just leap onto Sonia's back even after she eagerly threatened to smash one of her own people was a clincher for why I love him. Wait no, it was him say, yup fuck my freedom, save your people please! Yeah, Luffy has a level of goodness that just makes me feel better. Boa Hancock's Backstory So, I didn't go much into my feelings on the Celestial Dragons, but lets ignore the fact that they are literal caricatures of what rick people really do! SO. All three young girl were captured as cabin girls on their own ship and then branded with the "Dragon's Claw". Let that sink in, these were young teens sold into slavery for some monsters. I swear if these fuckers were wearing crosses and were part of a mega-church or even a republican meeting! Yup, the girls got away after they were experimented on and wow. The amount of trauma they all went through and the fact they can still lead a country is pretty impressive. All of the stories and the coldness they show to their people is kind of explained in their trauma. Honestly, I am so glad they ran with how blunt the story was. Because any other idiot would have turned this into a tragic villain scene. Instead, we got a scene that shows us how a ruler can easily become distant from her own people. If they show weakness they think the people will turn on them. Damn, you think that the kids making a homemade statute would prove the opposite. I think the dissonance I felt as I watch them threaten to smash Marguerite versus revealing their trauma was surreal. It really shows how much emotional distant and masking the three do. All to maintain the false story of the Gorgon Sisters. Preparing For Impel Down After Hancock acquiesce to Luffy's request to save (and yes I realize I'm skipping a plot beat or two) she gets a pretty thorough verbal comment from Granny Nyon. As Luffy prepares to leave Hancock becomes suddenly sick. WE learn that all of Luffy's compassion has given her reason to fall head over heels in love with him. This was a bit of a weird scene, that her cold heart would come to fixate so much she could die outside his presence. The scenes where we see Luffy and her traveling aboard the ship alone was strange. Hancock's lovesickness seems a bit out of left field for me, I would have preferred if it was a little less sudden. Now,  know beforehand she had a thing for Luffy. Hell, I even tried to find a few fanfics that played around the relationship. The problem is I couldn't find any really shorter than 50k words that kept my interest. Please don't blame me that I prefer Nami and Luffy. Please note, I headcanon Luffy as a nonbinary ace hero. Overall This setting does a good job of showing more abilities derived from Haki. The idea that up until now we've barely seen it becomes more realistic as it seems it's not a widely practice gift outside of the New World. Sentamarou was a master of Armament Haki and it appears the Kuja use it as well to empower their attacks. This was a decent continual show of what Haki can achieve and it was a nice way to show how Devil Fruits can be defeated by Haki users. If Luffy didn't have his experience in battle he wouldn't have dodged all those Kuja arrows. If he didn't have Second Gear, he wouldn't have defeated Sonia or Marigold without it really. The increased speed was the only way he really got around Sonia's observation Haki and the increased velocity for his strikes assisted him against Marigold. This is a big change from when we first saw a certain annoying Skypeian using "Mantra" (Satori) against Sanji. Or hell, Shank's in episode one from the get-go. Conclusion This Arc focused on Luffy regaining a sense of hope. Watching him break down in Saobody when everyone disappeared was nerve-wracking. As someone who has felt a sense of despair, I will never reach Luffy's level. The poor kid loses his entire found family and finds out his brother is to die not long after. The actual way they emphasized each disappearance by Kuma by a bubble popping was tightened the anxiety I felt as I watched. Switching suddenly to something a bit more filled with hope was a nice change of pace. I say hope because both Hancock and Luffy brought it to each other. Luffy brought about the physical beating of two Celestial Dragons. Plus saving a friend of his from slavery ups the reality of how much Hancock can show some trust. Hancock, on the other hand, and as she treats her people better gives Luffy stability. It also seemed to give him time to remember his crew wasn't dead. They were all just sent flying everywhere. A pause to recover from watching everyone almost die. Hottakes:

That poor giant boar at the beginning, he deserved better.

The entire scene with Luffy being considered a girl was, so weird for me.

Like I was happy that the girls were like "ah yes another woman", but then the mushroom jokes and body washing. eeeww.

Mageurite deserves a bigger part in a side story, watching her help Luffy was interesting.

Sweatpea was a fucking amazing bean.

Aphelandra really shows how people in One Piece can be super tiny or fucking giants, and NOT BE ACTUAL GIANTS.

Momonga, wtf is up with the naming of this world.

The Mero-Mero no Mi is such a weird fruit, it's a fruit that creates a great sense of attraction and can turn people to stone if they have lewd thoughts.

THE FUCK ODA?!

The snake forms on Sonia and Margold into big titty nagas, shows that furries are well loved in ONe Piece.

I like how they are emphasizing this weird sort of fated pairing of Luffy almost in a folkloric way. He and her have Conqueror's Haki which is pretty damn rare.

Hancock needs a good Polyam ship with Vivi and Nami.

Robin would adore Amazon Lily since it appears to have constant sense of archaeological history.

[clarks-letterman]

Wally anon: Speak on it. Hating something is just as important as loving & you already know we have overlapping issues with him. Yup, which is why I'm so ??? about them constantly going to that well with her as an excuse to keep her teamed up with Hopper when Hopper should no longer be apart of the equation. It's why I don't similarly take issue with El cause, like you said, her side of the story always brings the scifi element. But yup, the Hawkins crew REALLY held it down where most of the rest of the plotlines did not do so for me. So, while I can see why the split works for you for some variety...the variety was mostly not delivering. 💔

I suspect it was a lot of...physical exertion regarding a certain appendage. Can't go around wearing them in that state, now, could he? 🤫

Yeahhhh, not a very inspiring marketing campaign. I was lucky I saw the trailer first & was interested in the plot cause if I just. saw the poster, I know I would've been like, "Alright, no thanks." I'll keep my fingers crossed that they entirely avoid it cause the writing for the show IS really good so far that it would feel like completely undermining everything they had built up if they just. made it out to be a love triangle at the end of the day. 🤞

You're on the frontlines fighting in the size difference wars. A great service for us all. 🫡 But, huh, I had never really given much consideration to keep out of reach (which probably makes sense with my ~not even thinking about own height~ behavior). Wally would have me rethinking that for sure, though.

And barely patience cause you know he would be ready to pop outta that seat long before detention was up lollll. 🏃‍♂️

Oh, I completely believe it. It would be nonstop unless you gave him the tiniest amount of attention & told him that you needed to concentrate. But, even then, that wouldn't be enough cause he obviously doesn't have to care about these classes anymore & just wants to get to the bottom of things. Very needy, but in an endearing way.

Please do, everyone else who sees the Wally x male reader vision will be extremely grateful. 🙌 And you know he's insatiable cause even after just doing it, he's ready to go again cause he can't get enough of you (or your throat) & the fact that you can physically interact without any of the mess (unless he makes you cum & oh, he will, many times). It's all just so new & exciting to him & he constantly wants his hands on you. And you can barely keep up, but you're just so infatuated with him that you can't say no.

Yesss, hope the writing goes well. There's so much material we've discussed that you'll probably start thinking of even wilder scenarios. 🥳 Oh, he would absolutely be a tease, going on about comparing his stats to yours & how he'll have to plan an extra special workout to really get you in shape if you couldn't breeze through the gym class. And you could just feel his eyes all over you while you stripped off the sweaty clothes, went into the showers, &...I'll let you finish the thought. 🫣

IM SAYINGGGG ugh they wanted variety and two out of the three plot lines did, in fact, not deliver one bit.

Ohhhh so he was big enough to rip the fabric I see🫣 that’s a new level of big. Might buy him underwear just to see him recreate that because… dayum.

Don’t get me wrong, a love triangle could be good… if Maddy chooses the right person… (cough cough wally cough cough). Jk, I don’t want there to be a conflict like that unless both sides are in its entirety, so like ghost dimension vs the real world but no love triangles. None at all.

Wally would make you feel like a midget—a vertically challenged person fr. Who cares if you can reach on top of fridges and the very back of cabinets like him?? He’ll still be taller, and he won’t let you forget it‼️

Teacher!reader x Wally is slowly forming in my head… whether anyone else wants to see it is up to mysterious anons (student topping teacher is underrated)

He definitely wants to get to the bottom of things. I wonder if he gets handsy, or gets under the desk if it’s big enough to tease and tease to his hearts content, taking in the satisfaction that you can’t go anywhere unless it’s to the bathroom… and we know how that ends. (The plan falls apart because of his height, but he’ll try to squeeze himself under that desk.) He’ll only do this after endearingly annoying you for the first few classes of the day, then he finds other kinds of fun.

I can see Wally almost coming off as a sex addict to you, which his drive is very much high, but his constant need for it is thanks to the few decades he spent getting off by himself. It’s probably why your college application is filled with exemplary, time-consuming extracurriculars. The more you were at school, the more you and Wally could fool around. And he’s going to do anything and everything with you, the sky is the limit on that.

I can think of a dozen more scenarios that are crazier than what we’ve talked about😮‍💨 Ugh Wally being a coach to help us get in shape is so sweet of him but also intimidating because he wants gym class to be easy! But really, it’s just a reason to get some blood pumping and flowing in other parts of the body (his massive dick) The showers are definitely his favorite part of your five-day-a-week routine together. It’s when he gets to come up behind you, feel you up, help wash all that sweat off you (even if he can’t actually make a difference). You do your best to make it look like you’re just enjoying a long shower until anyone else in the locker room and showers has left… then the real fun starts. How freaky should I get with these…

[mystical-flute]

Deck the Halls - an Uncharted Waters one-shot

Also on AO3

With Seto out of town, Mokuba and Noah know this is the only time they have to do the craziest thing they've ever done: Decorate the manor for Christmas, with the help of Seto's girlfriend, Reika.

“That’s the big emergency?”

Reika raised a brow at the two teens standing in front of her, proud smiles on their faces. Mokuba had called her seemingly in a panic, saying something about there being trouble at the manor, and that she’d needed to get there right away.

When she had arrived, feeling adrenaline running through her veins at the multitude of things that could possibly be wrong, she had been stunned to find no one hurt, nothing broken, and large boxes of decorations in front of her.

“Yup! We need your help decorating the manor before Seto gets home!” Mokuba said. “We’ve got the ground crew covering the outside, so we’re gonna focus on the inside!”

“How did you even… where did you guys even get this stuff?” Probably a stupid question given they were Kaibas and therefore, some of the wealthiest people on the planet, but still, this stuff hadn’t been here a few days ago when she’d visited before Seto left for his business trip.

“Reika, I thought you knew better than to ask a question like that when it comes to the Kaibas,” Noah said with a frown. “After all, you’ve been tied to this family - ”

She rolled her eyes. “My whole life. I know.”

“Ryou told us what we should buy, so we went out while Seto had locked himself in his office. We hid it in the security house. Pretty sneaky, huh?” Mokuba explained.

Her lips twitched in amusement. “Incredibly.”

There was at least an 80% chance Seto already knew what was going on.

The fact that neither boy seemed to realize that - or, if they did, they certainly didn’t care - amused her greatly, but she was here, and she really didn’t want to drive all the way back to the game shop with nothing to show for it, so she sighed and nodded in agreement.

“Alright, fine. What did you want to start with?”

She’d seen Christmas displays before, but the holiday had never been a huge deal in their family. They would decorate for winter, sure, but the red and green garland and the multitude of lights was enough to make her head spin.

“We’re trying to decorate like this!” Mokuba said, pointing out a photo of a lavish Christmas display in an American home. “So I think they started with the garland on the stair railing, then wrapped the lights around it!”

She glanced from the bundles of garland and tangle of lights over to the staircase, trying to picture how it would look. “And… where are you plugging those lights in?”

“Nowhere. Noah rigged them to work on batteries. All we have to do is remember to flip the switch. Come on, Reika! Christmas is the perfect holiday for our group of friends! How does that song go - ‘faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more’? Téa will be back from America in two weeks for her break! We can have a big Christmas party and everything, so we have to make the manor look good! You won’t regret this, I swear!”

They were nothing if not determined, so Reika threw her hands up in defeat. Clearly, she was outnumbered by the two young Kaiba geniuses. “Give me the garland, I’ll start wrapping it on the railing. Noah can follow behind me with the lights.”

“We’re putting the switch on the table next to the staircase,” Noah said as they looped the decorations along the railing. “I measured everything out. It’ll fit perfectly.”

“Can I ask what exactly got you two so riled up about decorating for a holiday none of us celebrate?” she questioned. Granted, exchanging gifts and spending time with family and friends did sound like the perfect holiday for the group they’d been dragged into thanks to Yugi, but even so, none of them had been too concerned about it in the past.

Noah paused and glanced over at Mokuba, who was on a ladder with a very nervous maid below him, hanging decorative snowflakes above the archway leading to the music room. “Mokuba was watching videos on TikTok. Apparently Christmas TikToks are starting to make the rounds. People were talking about all of their traditions, and we both really liked all of them… so we thought we’d try some of them for ourselves. But you know how Seto is sometimes. He’s more like Father than he wants to be. So we thought we’d do it while he’s gone.”

“Because you didn’t want him to tell you guys no.”

“Right. We’re hoping that if he sees how beautiful the decorations are - and not gaudy, because we have taste - he’d be amenable to them next year and we won’t have to sneak around. Not that I expect him to do any of the decorating. And besides, Mokuba is right in the fact of Christmas being the perfect holiday for the gang.” Noah paused and leaned closer, lowering his voice. “Though I will admit I did have to tell him to slow down. He wanted to do a gift exchange but I’ve heard two weeks' notice to buy a gift is too little time for most people. Not that we’re most people.”

“Oh trust me, Noah. I know you’re not.”

The amount of manpower it took to decorate the manor was far more than Reika had thought it would be. Sure, she knew it was much, much larger than the apartment above the game shop - or really, most other homes in Japan, if not the world, but even so, it took five hours - and the help of the housekeepers and chef - before the manor was decorated in the way Mokuba and Noah had deemed satisfactory.

And, while the manor didn’t look like something out of a magazine, perfectly staged by professional decorators, it was still stunning. Lights twinkled on the grand staircase’s railing, a large, artificial Christmas tree stood in the living room, and stockings hung from the fireplace’s mantle - four of them, despite Reika’s protests.

“You’ll be living here soon enough, Reika!” Mokuba teased, to her bewilderment, because that was a conversation she and Seto hadn’t had yet.

The dining room table had a garland- wrapped candle holder on it, alongside a table runner that was decorated with poinsettia flowers. Snowflakes hung from the ceiling.

Outside, along the manicured front lawn of the manor, was a Christmas tree made of lights, and Santa’s sleigh, complete with lights so it could be seen at night. The reindeer hung carefully in midair, an engineering feat done by Noah.

“Well, you were right, Mokuba. I’m glad I came over to help you with this,” Reika said, standing in the foyer and glancing around at the work they’d done. “It’s beautiful.”

“It looks awesome in here!” Mokuba cheered, punching the air. “Just the way I wanted.”

“Yes, it’s warm, bright, cheery, inviting… everything our father hated,” Noah agreed. “A job well done, I’d say.”

“Well, as long as Gozaburo would hate it, I suppose I won’t ask you to take it all down.”

The trio jumped in surprise at Seto’s voice.

“You’re back early. Did Zigfried or Pegasus show up and run you out of France?” Reika questioned with a raised brow as she turned to face him. He’d kicked off his shoes, but still wore his dramatic trench coat while carrying his briefcase.

“No. Negotiations just took less time than I thought they were going to,” Seto replied, stepping closer and looking at the handiwork. “I suppose you encouraged this, Reika?”

She blinked, putting on her most innocent face. ��I didn’t encourage it. I just didn’t stop it.”

“Hmph,” Seto scoffed. “I suppose I’m just happy that the decorations don’t look like something out of a child’s sugar-induced dream.”

“There you go. Way to look at the bright side of things, Seto,” Noah said flatly, rolling his eyes. “Come on Mokuba, let’s go re-wire Seto’s office so his speakers only play ‘Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer’.”

“You do that and I’m putting you back in whatever black hole is left of the virtual world!” Seto threatened.

Noah, though, just waved him off and wandered up the stairs, Mokuba following behind.

Seto rolled his eyes and turned back to Reika. “How long did this take?”

“Five or six hours, I think? They were working on the outside when I got here, so that probably took even longer.”

He glanced outside, then back around at the decorations in the foyer. “I… admire the work ethic it took to get this all up. And I have a feeling Mokuba wants to have a Christmas party.”

“How’d you guess?”

“He’s not exactly subtle when he watches things he wants to do. His phone speaker was turned up so loudly the kitchen staff could hear it whenever he was on the staircase,” Seto explained with a sigh and turned to head into the living room.

She giggled, which turned into a gasp when he suddenly pulled her close as they stood in the doorway. “Seto, what -”

Her question was cut off by a kiss, and when Seto pulled back, he smirked down at her. “Aren’t I supposed to kiss you when we walk under the mistletoe?”

“Mm? Seto Kaiba, following a Western holiday tradition? My my, what will the world surprise us with next?” she teased, following him into the living room and dropping onto the couch next to him, the fire cracking and popping. Shadows filled the room with each inch of the setting sun.

For the first time in many years, Kaiba Manor was full of light and love, and a promise of a brighter future.

[kallurances]

s1e1 the rise of voltron (pt 1) liveblog

inexplicably, i've been thinking a lot abt voltron lately and suffice to say, I Am Not Immune to Voltron U_U i'm rewatching the series again and i thought it would be fun to document my thoughts and rxns! so, *ryan bergara voice* w/o further ado, let's get into this

the show opens on shiro (and the rest of the kerberos crew)! i can’t believe the opening lines to one of the most infamous cartoons of all time was smth as boring as ice AGSJDL but wow this escalates pretty quickly

this shot of shiro’s eyes widening in horror as he’s being dragged by the galra is so chilling, my poor guy T-T

garrison trio time!

god lance is pretty

interesting how lance’s introduction is him acting as the trio’s leader during the mission simulation - obv the simulation was a bust, but it’s cool that our first glimpse at the character was him trying to keep the team functioning together under a high pressure situation (which he will go on to do again and again!) and it’s interesting how he ‘fails’ in this leadership role here, and then fails in becoming the black lion's pilot in s3 as well. hmmmm

also the fact the kerberos mission had a trio too, are the garrison trio supposed to parallel that? lance - shiro are the pilot leaders obv, pidge - matt are the comm guys? hunk - sam are the engineers? or maybe the other way around

pidge getting angry at iverson and lance diverting attention away from her onto him !!! this boy is always looking out for others bless his heart

oh man this shot of lance as iverson rubs salt into his wounds :( i wonder if this was the root of his insecurities . . . how he projects this ‘rivalry’ onto keith was def a result of how he was always being compared to him, feeling very Sad that we literally never got a satisfying resolution to this piece of characterization El Oh El

i like lance a lot could you tell

overall, i rlly love the garrison simulation, it’s such a great scene in introducing 3 more main characters and setting up another one, and then digging into what makes 2 of them tick . . . that’s good writing! trying to savor it while it lasts lol

lance and hunk go try to get pidge sneak out with them! i like how hunk doesn’t want to be doing this, but he’s not going to let lance do this alone lol (he’s a support)! and lance places such a big emphasis on team cohesion and bonding, yup!!! he keeps the team together! that is his role as a supporting leg! they’re both the supporting legs!!!

lance is so good at reading people, love how smoothly he slid into that “that right? all the way to kerberos?” line. he’s observant and great at picking up social nuances i lov my social butterfly

hunk is sooo cute i love how he needs to get a feel of the cool tech asap

aw man seeing shiro being strapped down and struggling :( they never gave this guy a break huh

keith intro!

the fact he gets introed through lance’s eyes lol it will never not crack me up how iverson was telling him not to follow in his footsteps, and then lance went and did exactly that LOL

also lance going "we need a distraction" and keith immediately providing one, they have been a good team since day 1!!!

god this keith was so cool. the bandana? planting bombs on military property? these badass moves? Sick. S6-onward keith could never

love the way lance talks it’s so funny

and keith doesn’t rmbr him OUCH side note love how they’re both supporting an unconscious shiro, def a nod to how lance supports keith as a leader in s3

im sorry but i understand why klancers were/are insane like what a hell of a first meeting

this bike chase scene is probably in my top 5 voltron scenes lol so iconic

god keith is pretty

keith’s desert shack! this moment btwn shiro and keith is so lovely, love the bg of the breaking dawn as shiro slowly readjusts to being free from his captors

hunk is a genius, and luv how lance hyped him up! also love how nosy hunk is hehe, such a fun character trait

this lance and shiro moment! the way he was genuinely a bit awestruck aww shiro was his idol!!! it makes me so mad every time i rmbr they proceeded to do nothing with this relationship like THE POTENTIAL.

god lance is pretty pt 2

blue and lance were besties from the start ohhh im gonna throw up thinking abt how they just threw that relationship into the trash too

like she chose him! out of all the possible candidates, she chose him, the seemingly average guy, she waited when keith (the pilot prodigy!) was hanging around for a yr or so bc she wanted lance! im gonna cry

lance is having so much fun!!! i feel like this is a trait that got lost in later seasons iirc, like he loves piloting and he loves being in a lion (esp blue)! look how excited he is aww

scream the garrison saw the blue lion in the desert . . . was this acknowledged in the s7 garrison plot like was it at this moment they started preparing for alien entities?

help not hunk suggesting they just give blue up . . . yeah he's not exactly lining up to become a protector of the universe, but that's what his s1 arc is all about!!! he has to learn to not be so hesitant and that he can make a difference

i like how lance and the rest of them defer to shiro, and then shiro places an emphasis on deciding their next course of action together . . . *abed nadir voice* It Was At This Moment They Stopped Being Strangers and Started Being a Team

so funny how lance obv looks up to shiro and respects him a lot but he couldn't pass up an opportunity to make a fart joke in front of him lol

the castle of lions!!! it does an identity scan, how does it determine that they’re not adversaries? maybe it picked up smth on their quintessences that marked their connection to their lions or smth like that?

i love the majestic-techno feel of the castle of lions, but dang seeing it so empty and hollow . . . :( can you imagine how lovely it must have been in altea’s heyday

also who built this bridge leading to the castle??? maybe the arusians?

PRINCESS ALLURA IS HERE!!! my love my light my stars and moon and sun

side note this would have made a pretty iconic ~meetcute~ btwn the potential endgame romance if lance hadn’t immediately flirted and tried to be ~suave~ . . . my least fav aspect of his character, im glad they dropped this by s3, but i do wish they had made him acknowledge in the show that this kind of behavior was Not It

actually ykw i don’t trust the writers to handle that so ill just be glad that they dropped it ig

side side note the healing pod area washes out the brown skinned members so bad RIP lance looks particularly awful sorry bb 😔

i forgot abt allura hating on earth ears i screamed

the way coran seems more alert than allura when waking up ohhhh i would like to know how his final moment with alfor went

this scene btwn coran and lance doing attack moves at e/o is so funny like scream this rlly captured how teen boys are, and hunk going "these guys are good" 😭

also notice how lance is the common factor in the whole gang getting together? he drags out hunk to the desert bc he wants to bond with pidge, he is the one who follows keith and helps him save shiro, he is the one the blue lion accepts and kickstarts the whole space adventure, he is the one who catches allura, he's even first one to interact with coran

allura is the heart of voltron, and lance is the glue maybe? it's a blue paladin thing

flashback to altea's last day ohhh :''' the stress lines under allura’s eyes my baby 😞

how did haggar sense allura waking up? was it bc of the blue lion’s awakening or?

oh shit sendak

will continue thoughts in a pt 2 post!

[revisionaryhistory]

Three Days ~ 119

  ~*~Emma~*~

My heart grew at least three sizes that day. I was proud of him for how he handled the IG thing. He stayed present and with me. I trust he would have said something if he was upset. I think we can handle anything as long we're in it together. I was proud of how he reacted to his friends. So matter of fact. And while I have absolutely no idea what he said to Olivia, I was proud of him for that too. A man being authentically good to one's little sister is heartwarming, makes those butterflies in my stomach take flight, and is quite the turn on.

I showed him how proud of him I was before we left for the airport. Let’s face it, sex as a reward for Sebastian is also a reward for me. Not a hard ship at all.

Since we were going to Los Angeles for D23, our flight back was with the California crew. Kelli and I talked while watching a movie. The four men were providing feedback as Ethan and Will edited their little movie. They thought part one would be ready tonight.

Back in the seat next to him I wrapped my arms around his bicep, "Are you ready for it to be out there tonight?"

Sebastian tuned and kissed me, "Yup, I'm good." He cocked his head, "You?"

I nodded, "I'm fine."

"I scrolled through the comments. Nothing too bad. I wish I could say I expect that to last."

I turned in my seat and held his hand in mine. "Let’s make this interesting." I watched his eyebrow quirk. "If it's posted tonight, you are not allowed to look at comments until after tomorrows panel thingy. You don't look and you can dress me for the party."

Sebastian's eyes glazed over and he started to smile, "And what if I do look?"

"I get to pick out what you wear to the panel. From the stylist’s selection anyway." I held out my hand, "Deal?"

"Deal." He shook my hand. "I'd rather kiss on it."

"That can be arranged."

At the airport we hugged our friends goodbye and hopped in a cab to our hotel. First thing we did was send everything in our suitcases out to be laundered. Sand, salt, copious amounts of booze, and humidity demanded to be freed from the fabric. The hotel had very nice fluffy robes. We had both avoided anything work related while on the island. Those who needed to know, knew how to contact us. Tonight we would catch up. I considered it a slow return to real life. I had a little more than a week before school started with the kids. A week later my doctoral program started. I love my summers off, but there comes a point in the summer when I’m ready to go back. Ready for the structure and routine. I’ve never been sure if that’s because I like the structure and routine or because I know it’s coming anyway and my mind has tricked me into thinking that’s what I like. Either way, I was at that point.  Sebastian sat on the couch with his laptop on his thighs. I laid down with my laptop on my thighs, and my feet tucked under his. I aimed my eyes over the top of my laptop and looked at my beautiful man. His skin was tan and the sun had brought out highlights in his hair. He was concentrating on something, evidenced by him doing that thing where he plays with his tongue. I sighed. “I miss our bed.”

He didn’t move, except the corner of his mouth turned up a little. “Which bed is our bed?”

“Either.”

“No preference.”

“Which ever one you’re in.”

Sebastian made a face like he was saying “oof”. He turned his head, “I like it.”

I wiggled my toes under his thigh, “Me too.”

We went back into our emails. I had dates for my before school professional development. My first-grade team was in charge of teaching the other grades to set up online classrooms. We had that ready to go. We’d written things down as we went so we wouldn’t forget what we’d done and we edited as we found better ways of doing things. We put that on a training classroom. We would teach how to create a classroom from a classroom. Had a couple of emails from the university with house keeping things. Online trainings for the new students about sexual harassment, alcohol/drug abuse, safety, and suicide prevention. Pretty much the same yearly things I had to do as a teacher. I finished and put my laptop on the table. I closed my eyes for a moment.

~*~*~

“Hey, Sleeping Beauty, time to wake up.”

I stretched and opened my bleary eyes. For a second I didn’t know where I was and panicked. My heart rate shot up and I gasped while pushing my feet into the couch to sit up.

I felt a hand on my face and jerked away.

“Hey, hey, Em, it’s me. You’re ok. It’s me.”

Sebastian’s voice grounded me in the present and the bottom dropped out of the panic. I looked in his eyes, seeing concern and love. “Sorry, I didn’t know where I was for a moment.” I leaned into the hand against my face.

“Traveling will do that.” He pressed his lips to mine softly. “Know where you are now?”

I chuckled, “LA.”

“Well, shit!”

“What?”

He sat back on his feet, kneeling beside the couch, “I was hoping for a no, but as long as I’m with you I don’t care.”

“I messed that up.”

He shrugged, “Another time.” He pushed up to stand, leaning over to kiss me again, “I know that’s what you meant anyway.”

“Absolutely.”

We decided to order in food and stay in the bathrobes. It’s amazing how you need rest after a vacation. Even though we had our own room and plenty of alone time, this felt like the first time we’d been alone in a long time. Ethan texted us a warning when they uploaded the video. We had a good laugh rewatching our antics. Part one covered the beginning with them dousing us in water, the reactions of all of us to the somehow ruined muffins, and the men pouting with their signs about price of admission. Fuck, that had been so fun.

After putting the leftovers in the minifridge we curled up on the couch with a couple of glasses of wine. We picked up where we’d left off on Schitt’s Creek, going to bed when we couldn’t keep our eyes open.

~*~*~*~

A dozen soft kisses rained over my face. I smiled with the ones on my eyelids, “Baby, wake up.” I made a noncommittal grunt. “Baby.” He’s a cute whiner. “We have twenty-four hours to see all Los Angeles has to offer.”

“We’ve both been here numerous times.”

“True.” He laid on his back, right up next to me, crossing his arms across his chest. “Since this afternoon is all about me, I was thinking you might like to go walk around a cemetery.”

I gasped happily, “Really?”

Sebastian chuckled, “You look very excited to go to a cemetery. You’re strange.”

I rolled my eyes, “Yes, I know.” I thought of something and smiled softly with a sigh.

“What?”

“Can we go to the Hollywood Forever Cemetery?”

He shrugged, “We can go wherever you want.”

I wasn’t going to wait for him to ask or wait until we got there. “My uncle Chris is buried there. Chris Cornell.  Audioslave . . .”

He interrupted me, “I know who Chris Cornell is. Amazing voice.”  

I nodded.

“Is this a bad idea? I don’t want to upset you.”

“No, I won’t be upset. I’ve only been there once and I wanted to explore, but it wasn’t the time.  I’d like to go wander and at some point drop by for a visit.”

There was a knock at the door. Sebastian got up, “Breakfast.” He spoke as he walked away, “That sounds fun. Well, not fun, but something I’d like to do with you.”  He waved his hands in the air, walking away, “To find out what you find so fascinating.”

We'd have to come back and shower before heading to D3. Our clothes were brought back and we threw on shorts. It was as hot here as it had been on the island, but without the breeze. Our breakfast dishes had been removed and Sebastian had apparently held back the vase with a small bouquet of flowers. I didn't notice until he grabbed it off the coffee counter, "I thought you might want to take these." He looked uncertain.

 I went to my toes and kissed his cheek, "Thank you. I'd love to."

We held hands down to the valet and into the car. "I know you think cemeteries are about life as much as death. Tell me more."

 "I fell in love with cemeteries on a family trip to Savannah. They have amazing old cemeteries with moss covered trees. We took a cemetery tour and heard the stories. I was fascinated. Now I don't know, but along t winding paths and headstones are love stories, tragedies, and mysteries. The stories of people's lives." I raised my shoulders "It's peaceful." I decided to tell him the slightly crazy part., to see how he held up.

 Sebastian nodded, "I've not really been in a cemetery except for a funeral."

"So you're a virgin?"

Even the driver snorted, "Sorry."

 Sebastian glared playful at both of us, "Maybe I am?"

I raised an eyebrow.

"I am willing to pretend.”

I patted his hand, "Oh baby, you're not that good of an actor."

 He put his hand over his heart, "You wound me."

At the cemetery he kept hold of the vase and I wrapped my arm through his. The entrance was gorgeous. Palm trees, iron gates, and classical revival buildings. I stopped a moment to take it all in.

Sebastian turned his head to look at me, "Will you stream of consciousness this? So I can see it how you do?"

I smiled and started talking. “The buildings remind me of a fort in St Augustine. Even the high palm trees. Stepping through the gates feels like entering a sacred place. The air just files different. Swirling with the energy and emotions contained here. I mean we're in the middle of LA and Paramount Studios is right over there." I pointed. "But here is an island of quiet." I took a deep breath, "Peaceful." I heard him breathe in beside me. "Manicured grounds, like a park, but quiet and serene. Some of the headstones are works of art."

 We wove our way through the graves, stopping at the large mausoleum by a pond. This was me taking a moment to prepare. I squeezed Sebastian's arm, "Chris's grave is behind this, across the pond."

 I headed that direction and pointed, "Its right beside that rock." I smiled when I saw flowers and items around the grave.

 I let go of Sebastian at the gravesite. I righted a plant that had fallen over, moved one that had died along with some dead flowers, and moved some items and letters off his headstone to the grass around. Once I'd finished tidying up, I took the vase from Sebastian, sat down by the headstone, and put the vase on the corner. I looked up at Sebastian, "He would love that this is stolen."

 He smiled and sat beside me, "Will you tell me about him?"

"Sure." I told him stories and laughed with the memories. "He was a good guy. He and dad had some crazy stories. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, but they texted and talked all the time. They'd come up together in Seattle with the music. They were like brothers."

Sebastian held my hand, "Uncle Chris."

"Yep." I brushed my fingers over the cold stone. "Dad took a lot of shit for not coming to the funeral. His brother died a year earlier in Africa while rock climbing. I know he wasn't anywhere near finished grieving that loss when Chris killed himself. He talked with his family, but he couldn't do the funeral. He really tried to put it out of his mind until he felt in a better place to deal with it. I took Olivia to the funeral. We represented the family. Chris' oldest daughter Lily is around a lot."

 Sebastian filled in my pause, "I think grief is different for everyone and personal. If Ed didn't want to grieve publicly that's his business."

 I put my hand on his face to bring him closer for a kiss, "Me too. He came here when he could. "I looked back at the headstone. I kissed my fingers and laid them on the cold marble. "Love you, uncle Chris. Miss you, we all do."

 I took Sebastian's hand and stood up, "Let’s go get ready for the Mouse's party."

Sebastian waved his hand, "No worries if we're late. Mice can't tell time."

 ~*~*~

Back at the hotel there was definitely a higher security presence at the front entrance. Nothing like roped off areas, but more officers to handle the small, but I suspected, growing crowd. Finding a hotel isn't hard. It just takes one staff member to tell a friend or one person being at the right place at the right time. Ed has never been one to reward hotel stalking. I knew Sebastian sometimes did.

Sebastian looked at his watch, "Not stopping." He took my hand out of the cab and we walked in. The rule is, if you're not stopping look where you're going and not at people. Same rule women follow when walking down the street alone.

I leaned against the railing in the elevator, "I wonder if fans will be looking for us?" I hadn't looked at the response to the vacation video, but Mallory had texted some obscene number of views and comments.

Sebastian ran his finger through his hair. "They're staking out the venue for you."

I tried my best to look innocent, but there was no way he wasn’t going to peek at the comments. "How do you know?"

"Shit!" The look on his face told me he’d either completely forgotten about our deal or he’d planned on playing like he hadn’t and had just outed himself. Hard to know which one.

I pointed at him laughing, "I get to pick out your clothes." I skipped and laughed down the hall to our room.

[yunhofingers-writes]

Maybe They Were Right- Seonghwa x Hongjoong

Note♥︎- HEYY!! YALL UP?!?????? And the surprise goes onnnn😏 we still got a big surprise to look forward to… here my tag list if you want to join ..thank you @atiny-dazzlinglight for the picture

Genre♡︎- Smut

Warnings/Tags♥︎-Grinding, dirty talk, fingering, nipple play and hair pulling.

Pairing: Seonghwa, Hongjoong X F!reader

Word count♡︎-1132

❥- You were sitting at the bar drinking some water since you were the one to drive your friends today. “Come on, it'll be fun,” they said. “You’re going to have fun,” they said. You rolled your eyes at even the thought of them being right and asked for a drink. As you were drinking, you looked up and saw one of your friends grinding on someone and you also saw your other friends grinding on each other. You laughed and quickly took a picture of them for blackmailing purposes.

“Here you go, ma’am.” The bartender said, giving you another drink you in fact did not order and you looked up at him with a tilt to the head in confusion. He pointed at two men from across the room who were watching you. One was kind of above average height and the other one was short.

You waved at them with a slight smile and looked at your ice to make sure it wasn’t sinking.

As you were looking, you felt two figures standing on the side of you.

“We’re not trying to poison or drug you.” You heard a deep voice behind you.

“I was making sure. Usually people buy others’ drinks to poison them.” You shrugged at them and they nodded, agreeing with the information.

“Well we bought it because you’re a gorgeous woman sitting by yourself.” The tall one was speaking.

You took a good look at both of them, noticing both of them are good looking.

Nah fuck that.

They were hot as fuck.

“What’s your names?” You asked them, bodly, not so secretly checking them both out.

“I’m Hongjoong and this is Seonghwa.” The short one greeted them and you told them your name.

“Would you like to dance with us?” Seonghwa asked, looking at the dance floor.

“Hmm..Yeah, I have nothing else to do.” You shrugged and got up, walking to the dance floor, both of them hot on your trail.

“Can yall keep up with me though?” You asked with a smirk on your face.

“Can you keep up with us?!” Hongjoong responded with a little laugh.

You didn’t say anything, instead you decided to turn around and grind slightly on Hongjoong, smirking when said boy pushed against you.

“Oh? that’s how you wanna dance?” Seonghwa asked, voice rising a little and you giggled, nodding and grinding down again.

“He clearly likes it.” You rotate your hips against him, feeling him half hard.

Hongjoong’s cheeks were dusty red as he grinded back against you.

“What about me?” Seonghwa’s voice got a little deeper than what it was earlier.

You turned around, facing hongjoong with a goofy smile on your face.

“Turned on already?”

Hongjoong straighten you and pancaked you between both him and Seonghwa and thrusted up against you.

You pushed back against Seonghwa, throwing your head back against Seonghwa’s shoulder.

“I’m sure you are too.” Was Hongjoong’s comeback before pushing between you again.

You bit your lip before you felt Seonghwa grab your hips, moving you around his hard on.

You heard his breathing fasten.

“Can I kiss you?” Hongjoong asked voice hushed, almost like he was nervous

You didn’t answer him instead, you grabbed his head and smashed your lips against his. The kiss was all teeth and tongue.

Seonghwa broke the kiss after a while of watching and turned your head towards him.

Your breathing was uneven, your mouth was open and your lips were swollen.

Seonghwa kissed you. This kiss was different from the one with you and Hongjoong though. This one was soft, caring, and loving. Your tongues danced around each other.

That was until Hongjoong felt left out and decided to do something about it.

He roughly gripped your breasts between his hands, smirking to himself when you broke the kiss to moan.

“Fuck.”

As Hongjoong continued to play with your breasts, Seonghwa leaned down to play with your neck, kissing and sucking little hickies onto it.

“Are you both planning on making me cum on the middle of the dance floor or are you going to take me?”

Hongjoong somehow stepped closer to you with a sly smirk. “You want us to make you cum on the dance floor? Cause we definitely can make that happen, but you can’t be shy.” He whispered in your ear lowly , slowly dragging his hand down to where your cunt lay. He cupped it, looking you directly in your eyes.

You gasped and looked down to where his hand was. “P-please.”

“Seonghwa.” Was all Hongjoong said before you felt Seonghwa’s finger tapping your clit.

“Her panties are wet as fuck.” Seonghwa told Hongjoong and hongjoog’s eyebrow raised at you. “You wet, baby? All we did was grind against you.”

You didn’t even expect Hongjoong to be acting like this. You were expecting this energy to be coming from Seonghwa, not Hongjoong.

“You could’ve done us a favor and put a skirt on or a dress.” Seonghwa whispered before dipping his finger in between your shorts.

“W-wasn’t expecting for this to happen.” You stuttered out, already grinding your hips against his finger.

“As pretty as you are?” Hongjoong cocked his head to the side.

“You know what I wanna do?” Seonghwa asked you.

“No.” You shook your head

“I wanna eat that pretty twat you hiding in these shorts while I watch you wither around telling me it’s too much.” He bit your earlobe and pushed himself up into you.

Before you could even answer, you felt Hongjoong playing with your nipples.

“She seems to like you talking to her like that, hwa.” Hongjoong looked at you and back at Seonghwa as he was talking.

“Of course she does. She’s a little slut.” He yanked your hair back, laughing mockingly at the little scream you let out.

You have never ever really expirence this kind of talking ever in your sex and you have to admit, it’s doing stuff to you.

“You going to cum in front of all these people?” Hongjoong asked, tweaking your nipples.

“It’s not enough to make me cum.” You breathed out.

Mistake.

“Oh yeah?” Hongjoong groaned out and your eyes widened a bit, but you stood your ground.

“yup.” You popped the p

Hongjoong and Seonghwa looked at each other before dragging you to the men’s bathroom.

No one was in there so Seonghwa locked the door and turned towards the both of you.

“Top off.” Seonghwa commanded and you quickly snatched your shirt off.

“We won’t fuck you today.” Was all that Hongjoong told you.

“We want to get to know you first.” Seonghwa explained quickly, not wanting you to think wrong

You nodded your head, smiling at the thought of them wanting to make something real with you.

“But I am a man of my word. I will eat that sweet cunt of yours at least on our second day meeting.” Was what Seonghwa said before latching his mouth onto your nipple.

“Let us make you cum.”

Hongjoong put his hand back into your shorts, rubbing your clit harshly.

Seonghwa was playing with your nipple. He mouthed at one while his fingers were tweaking the other with his wet finger.

“You’re so pretty, slobbering and drooling all over yourself.” Hongjoog whispered to you, taking his finger out to lick it all while keeping eye contact with you.

Your legs felt like giving up. You were feeling so amazing tonight. You never want any of it to end, ever.

“Let me see how tight you are.” Hongjoong pushed his finger into your hole, groaning at how you easily took his finger without any problem.

“Feeling good, baby?” Seonghwa asked before pinching your nipple.

You moaned loudly and nodded.

“Y-Yes making me feel so good.”

“Of course we are.” Was his response.

Everything was too much for you. You were already at the brink before you all even went to the bathroom. The moment Hongjoong curled his finger inside of you, you came in your shorts with a loud wail.

“Look at that Seonghwa. The slut came from my finger.”

“Mhm- I wonder how she’ll react to our cocks inside of her.”

Your body shook and you dropped on the ground.

Hongjoong chuckled darkly at you before helping you when you calmed down.

“You look so good like this. All fucked out and we bearly did anything to this body of yours yet. We didn’t get to explore you yet. “ Seonghwa smirked down at you before tapping your butt.

“What about you guys?” Your voice wavered

“Don’t worry about him, I got him.” Seonghwa smiled at you.

What did he mean by that?

“Give me your number, cutie.” Seonghwa passed you his phone.

You pushed your number in before saving it in and giving it to him.

“We’ll text you when we get home, okay?”

You nodded and they unlocked the door, leaning you there in the best mood of your life.

Maybe your friends were right.

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meeting the ancient cookie-- pure vanilla

"OooO0," Sorbet hummed, walking along the seaside. They found themselves drawn to the beach, with its sunny days and cool breeze. Pirate told them to have a couple days to themselves as he and the crew have something to take care on the ship. So today, Sorbet intended to watch the sea for a bit, for old time's sake.

They sat on the sand, feeling it between their toes (they still couldn't believe they managed to get themselves legs). Resting their head on their knees, Sorbet was content to spend the day by themselves.

"Sorbet!" Maybe not by themselves. They wouldn't turn down company if given the chance.

"Hey, why are you sitting here alone?" Gingerbrave asked, settling down beside them. Sorbet admired Gingerbrave a lot. He was brave, for one, and he was friendly towards them. They couldn't remember another cookie being kind to them since Pirate took them in. Throw in the fact that they could only speak bubbles on land -- a whole new reason why cookies wouldn't even bother to try and talk to them.

Sorbet sighed softly. "Ooo00o," they started, playing with the sand, "ooOOo."

"You don't know what to do?" Gingerbrave asked, just to confirm. Sorbet nodded. They didn't like doing things by themselves if they could help it. The two lapsed into silence, with the waves crashing onto the shore to accompany them. Sorbet pouted.

They turned towards Gingerbrave, "Oo0ooO?" They asked, drawing a cookie figure and a question mark on the sand. Gingerbrave glanced at the drawing. Sorbet watched as Gingerbrave's eyes lit up in excitement and an imaginary light bulb went off from Gingerbrave's head.

"I know just the cookie you'll like to meet!" Gingerbrave jumped onto his feet, dusting off the sand and rushed towards the kingdom. "C'mon, Sorbet!"

Sorbet let out a happy "Ooo0!" and rushed off after Gingerbrave, running as fast as their little feet could move.

The two cookies came to a stop in front of the castle. Sorbet looked at the huge building with awe in their eyes, "0o00oo..." they muttered. Surprisingly, the castle didn't have any imitating gates in from of it. Instead of the gates, the castle has an opened layout, with a huge doorway leading into the castle. Sorbet wondered why didn't the castle have gates. They turned to Gingerbrave, "OoOOo00o o0ooOO0?" They waved their arms around and made an "X". They hoped GIngerbrave understand them.

"Oh, the gates?" Sorbet nodded. "Well, do you know that Pure Vanilla is our king, right?" Sorbet nodded again, slightly confused. Why would Pure Vanilla has something to do with the absence of the gates?

Gingerbrave must've seen the confusion on their face, because he sat in front of the walls, patting the space beside him. Sorbet promptly planted themself besides Gingerbrave, paying their full attention to the story GIngerbrave was telling.

"Pure Vanilla was known as the all loving monarch, and he helps everyone, including his enemies if he can help it," Gingerbrave couldn't suppress a giggle from escaping his mouth when he saw Sorbet's shocked expression. "Yes, Sorbet, I've heard stories of how Pure Vanilla turned the war tides over just by helping some of the injured enemies. Those were just stories, passed down to us cookies by ancient drawings on walls when we go out to find Pure Vanilla. After we helped Pure Vanilla back to our kingdom, we asked him to become our king again, and he accepted. He took Custard under his wings, and told the rest of us to go to him if we ever need someone to help. He asked the sugar gnomes to remove the castle gates after he was healed, said that no one should ever be denied any form of help while he is king. It did wonders-- our kingdom flourished even more under him, and nearly every cookie is on good terms with him."

"Oo00o?"

"Yup, nearly every cookie." Sorbet was secretly pleased to realise that Gingerbrave was taking less time to understand what they were trying to say. "I rather not mention those cookies, Sorbet. They don't make a good name for us cookies in this area."

"Anyways, Pure Vanilla had those gates removed as soon as he can and everyone loves him for it." Gingerbrave finished, leaning onto the wall. Sorbet played with the grass around them, digesting the information bomb Gingerbrave gave them as fast as they could.

"Gingerbrave! I wasn't expecting you today, how may I help you?" The two young cookies jumped at the sudden voice. Sorbet hid behind Gingerbrave, shaking, as Gingerbrave started to tell the cookie their tale.

"Pure Vanilla! No, nothing's wrong, but you're just the cookie I needed!" Gingerbrave said cheerfully, "Pure Vanilla, this is Sorbet Shark cookie! They came here just a few days ago with Pirate cookie."

Sorbet was still hiding behind Gingerbrave. They peeked out, accidentally met Pure Vanilla's eyes and hid behind Gingerbrave again. They shook their head quickly, "Ooo0o0!"

"It's OK, Sorbet," Gingerbrave muttered, "Pure Vanilla cannot and will not bite." He slightly pushed the shark cookie forward in encouragement.

Sorbet stood beside Gingerbrave, a hand in the other's hand for bravery. They looked at Pure Vanilla with wide eyes, taking in the waffle cone crown and the orchid staff. The staff blinked at them.

They blinked right back.

And the staff blinked at them again.

Sorbet chewed the insides of their cheeks. Oh, they thought, blinking faster than before at the staff again, the game is on. They spent a good 5 minutes blinking back and forth with the staff until Pure Vanilla and Gingerbrave were laughing. Sorbet snapped out of their little game, their cheeks turning red once they realised why the two older cookies were laughing.

"Ooo0oo0O!" Sorbet buried their face into their hands, thoroughly embarrassed. Gingerbrave visibly collected himself before clearing his throat.

"We were just amused, Sorbet," Gingerbrave explained to a pouting Sorbet, "But do you want to introduce yourself to Pure Vanilla?"

It was then Sorbet realised that Pure Vanilla has different coloured eyes. One of his eyes was pale yellow coloured and the other was a faded blue colour. "Ooo000o?" They asked, pointing at the king's different coloured eyes.

Pure Vanilla knelt down in front of Sorbet, "My eyes?" Sorbet nodded, looking amazed at the king's eyes. He smiled softly, "My eyes has been like this since I came to life. The witch that made me must've wanted me to become a very special cookie."

Sorbet let out an "ooOOo0" of understanding. "Ooo00oo," the shark cookie continued.

"They said that your eyes look amazing," Gingerbrave translated. Sorbet nodded furiously at the king. They really liked his eyes! It reminded them of one of the cookies across the sea, so they told the two cookies about the interesting tale they went to with Pirate.

Just as Sorbet was telling how Pirate helped healed one of the injured crewmates, someone came running at them. "Pure Vanilla! We need your help!" Sorbet went alert instantly at the unknown cookie's words, "There's a cookie, said his name's Pirate, they needed help! I think they were attacked out on the sea!"

"Sorbet! Wait for us!" Sorbet didn't dare to stop at Gingerbrave's calling. They barely heard Pure Vanilla's words as they took off to the sea's direction, their heart beating wildly. Didn't Pirate said they were only fixing the ship? Why were they attacked? Images of Pirate losing his blood was conjured in their brain and it filled Sorbet with dread.

Pirate couldn't be dead. Not now. Not when he promised to bring Sorbet across the world while being their father figure.

"OO00ooOo!" Sorbet screamed when they saw their crew. They pushed their way to Pirate's side, tears building up in their eyes as they tried to shake Pirate awake. "Oo0oo oo00ooOO!" They cried, shaking Pirate's still body.

You can't die right now, dad! You can't!

Sorbet felt around Pirate's neck for a pulse and was relieved to find one. "Oo00oo 00o0oo!" They cried, shaking Pirate's body harder, foolishly hoping that it could wake Pirate up. Tears were streaming down Sorbet's face, but Sorbet couldn't care about themself right now. Pirate wasn't responding, and Sorbet no longer know what to do.

Dad, wake up!

"Please step aside, cookies." Sorbet sniffed, laying across Pirate's body. They squeezed Pirate's hands every now and then, trying to check for themself that Pirate was still breathing.

"Sorbet, dear? Can you give a little space for Pure Vanilla? You still can hold Pirate's hands," Gingerbrave quickly added when he saw how upset Sorbet was. Sorbet sniffed again, moving slightly away from Pirate's side, keeping his hands in theirs. They hoped Pirate would wake up soon.

Sorbet saw Pure Vanilla standing a few steps away from Pirate. "Oo00o?" They asked, their voice breaking at the end of the sentence. Pure Vanilla nodded, a gentle face on his face.

"Yes, Sorbet, I'll try my best to heal Pirate. Can you be brave for a moment? Hold onto Pirate's hands, it will help him." Sorbet clutched Pirate's hands tighter. They would try to be the brave shark Pirate always tell them to be and help Pirate come back to life.

Pure Vanilla raised his staff into the air. Energy started to cackle around the orchid, and Sorbet could feel the air around them was slowly being sucked towards the orchid. A binding light built slowly from the orchid's petals, growing brighter and brighter, the eye glowing behind the light in an electric yellow. Sorbet squeezed Pirate again.

The power building at the staff was crackling loudly, and Sorbet peeked an eye open. Pure Vanilla looked magnificent in his role as a Healer, the warm yellow light surrounding him as he brought his staff down to Earthbread.

A warm yellow light was sent into the soil of Earthbread and travelled towards Pirate at a lighting's speed, the energy still crackling as they entered Pirate's body. Sorbet watched the lines of energy flowed in Pirate's body, amazed at the magic in front of them. "Oo00o!" They shielded their eyes with an arm as the bright and warm light burst out from Pirate's body.

Silence fell. Sorbet slowly moved their arm away from their eyes, blinking slowly to get the spots out of their vision. They squeezed Pirate's hands again. "Oo0o00?"

Dad?

There wasn't a squeeze to alert Sorbet that Pirate was awake. Sorbet burst into crying again, heaving sobs wreaking their tiny body as they cried. They couldn't bring themself to look at Pirate's face. "Oo00oo 0ooo00!" They sobbed, shaking their head while trying their best to shake Pirate awake.

Dad, wake up! You can't leave me!

They didn't realise how the air had gone still and heavy. Their brain didn't register the quiet voices around them, whispering to each other in sadness. They didn't see how Pure Vanilla's steps' faltered when Pirate wasn't waking up. They didn't see how Pure Vanilla nearly collapsed into a cookie's hold.

Their attention was only on Pirate and Pirate alone. Wake up, dad! We still have so much to see! So many places to go! Our adventure! Dad!

"Kid." Sorbet's head snapped to Pirate's face. Were they dreaming? Sorbet wiped the tears away from their face harshly, blinking up to Pirate.

"Why are you crying?"

Sorbet felt their nose squeezed, a telltale sign of the incoming tears. "OOoo00O!" They threw themself onto Pirate, happiness leaking through their voice as they hugged their father figure. "O00oo oo0oooOo0," they muttered, burying their face into Pirate's neck.

Pirate gave a weak chuckle. "You're my kid, Sorbet. Of course I'll come back alive. Can't eat my own words now, can I?" Sorbet laughed weakly. They climbed off Pirate with a single cookie in mind. They marched towards Pure Vanilla, who was resting in a cookie's arms. Sorbet tilted their head to a side, but decided that they could find the cookie's identity later.

Without as much as a warning, Sorbet jumped onto Pure Vanilla, mumbling their thank you quietly into the king's waffle cape. They felt the king's shaking hand ran through their hair, relaxing into his hold little by little. "Ooo0o," they said again.

"It was my pleasure, Sorbet," Pure Vanilla said, rubbing circles on Sorbet's back. "how about you and Pirate and your crew come up to the castle? White Lily said she would love to listen to your adventures with Pirate." Pure Vanilla offered gently. Sorbet nodded, their eyelids dropping every now and then. The sudden rush of adrenaline left them, and now they just wanted to sleep, preferably cuddling Pirate while they were at it.

"My king," Pirate greeted, leaning heavily on one of the crew, "Thank you for savin' me life."

"It's no problem," Pure Vanilla said, "And, please, call me Pure Vanilla. There is no need for formalities here." Another crewmate came over and offered to take Sorbet, seeing that Pure Vanilla nearly drained all of his energy while healing Pirate. Sorbet snuggled deeper into the crewmate's hold.

Pure Vanilla got up with difficulty, groaning slightly as White Lily helped him. Once steady on his feet, he smiled at the rest of the cookies, "Shall we head to the castle now?"

Sorbet mumbled something in their sleep as the small group walked slowly back to the castle to rest.

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This weekend it’s the UK’s biggest event on the entertainment calendar, with the 74th EE British Academy of Film and Television Awards taking place at the Albert Hall with guests and nominees attending virtually for the first time, thanks to Covid-19. And while the awards promise to be as exciting as possible in these unprecedented times, on Sunday night we will also be treated to another exciting world-first in the form of Liam Payne being beamed into houses up and down the country while performing for the opening of the ceremony.

Yup, if you’ve ever fancied the former One Direction crooner serenading you at the end of your bed, on Sunday you can make your dreams a reality – or augmented reality – as Liam has joined forces with the EE network to create a 3D avatar hologram of himself that can be beamed through the app ‘The Round’ (available on any mobile device) as he performs at the Albert Hall. Super fans can also get to experience the avatar in their homes, or on-the-go, ahead of the performance, if they tune in via the app at 6.45pm, 15 minutes before the hologram joins real Liam on stage to perform.

GLAMOUR caught up with Liam to discuss this sci-fi sounding excitement as well as hear how the past year has treated him. In a wide-ranging chat with the ever-charming Liam, we covered all things from the struggles of lockdown and coping with his mental health to his former bandmates, burgeoning acting career, new music (...).

Is the fact that you're performing at the BAFTAs a sign that your acting career is on the rise?

I've done a lot of auditions, a lot of tapes. The thing about acting somebody told me, it’s very much like: are you right for the part and is the part right for you? I think it takes a lot of talent, luck and judgment going into acting to actually get into a job. I mean, hat's off to anybody who does it because it's a long process. I seem to get through to like the final five or final three people for every role and then not quite get it. Which is frustrating but, you know, that’s how it goes. I've had a fair few auditions and I was lucky enough to get into the final five again for one audition that I got to meet Steven Spielberg [a couple of years ago] on my 25th birthday which was quite amazing. But it's been fairly slow through the pandemic obviously.

And what about music? Have you been writing anything, or even been in the studio?

I'm going to the studio later on today actually, to record something for the first time in a while. Which is quite weird to be traveling back into London to go into work. I've been doing some stuff from home as well, which has been quite interesting. Zoom sessions don't really work out all that well, it's very difficult. I'm sure a lot of musicians will agree. So, it's been kind of hard to work properly during this half of the pandemic. The other first half of the pandemic, I just did these live shows, which was really amazing to play live and do them online, which was kind of strange... It's been difficult in terms of the creative process for me.

The past year has been challenging for absolutely everyone, no matter their circumstances. How has it affected you on a personal and a professional level?

In the first half of it, I was so busy that I didn't really notice it as much, except for having to do a lot of stuff myself without crew and learning to do hair and makeup was kind of a weird experience. But then this second half, I stopped working and I had a full, proper month off [and that was] really hard. And it was all a bit dark for me for a little bit and I'm sure many people experienced it. Just not being able to go anywhere, not be able to do anything. It really, really hit home. And I just found myself sat in the same place day in, day out. And I was like, okay, I really do not know what to do with myself.

You’ve bravely spoken about struggling with your mental health in the past, and you say now that you did go into a bit of a dark place recently, how have you coped with that?

I think it's an ongoing experience. For me, learning to relax has always been quite a hard thing to do because I feel like if I'm not moving forward, then I must be going backwards. And I think that's something that I've always struggled with. So, in a way it's kind of a blessing in disguise, as this has all kind of taught me to relax a little bit more. And to not be so worried about that, like the world is not going to fall over if I don't do something today. So, it's been nice in that respect. But I think for a lot of people it's difficult, and I definitely took for granted how much I miss my family. I'm used to being away from home, I'm used to being abroad and not seeing very much of them. But I'd always see them at a show or at something once a year. And then now that that's all been taken away, it's been a lot to not see my family and realise how much they actually ground me.

So, what have you found helpful or supportive during the past year? Have you turned to anything to get you through these dark times?

Friends that are there for you... [talking to] one of my managers that I'm quite close with. I think a lot of guys struggle to talk about what the hell is going on a lot of the time. And for me and him, actually we're quite heart on our sleeves sort of people, so we talk a lot about different things. But I think if I didn't have that, someone to share that with, I think I would have struggled a hell of a lot more.

Like a mental health mate?

I mean, we literally talk about everything. We're probably too honest with each other! But I think it's important that everybody has that person. I'll be honest, at the start of this, drinking definitely became a lot more of a thing because there just didn't seem to be any boundaries. I wouldn't say I drank too much, I'd say I drank too often. Just through the boredom, I guess. A lot of people were going through that though I think - there was so many funny, great memes about it I saw friends of mine put up. But it can be quite dark at times. I think the only thing that's really helped me through that is just learning to work out again and learning to put boundaries in for myself in terms of what food I'm eating. As a pop star, I think you're always quite weight conscious. My job has always been about having to work out, doing underwear modelling and all that sort of thing, it makes you quite body conscious at times. It was nice to be able to just sit and eat pizza and chocolate, I really enjoyed that. But getting myself back into the habit of working out and then having a cheat day put in place, so that there was more boundaries in line, I think has definitely helped me.

I'm quite fortunate that I don't put a stack of weight on, although I have gone up rather a lot in size over this time. But I think it was more about routine for me than anything. And I always say, having a small victory before you get into bed at night time. Or life just gets depressing. Whether that small victory is making sure you've spoken to a family member, you've worked out, or whether you did learn to do something today, just something small. There's one task that you literally can't be arsed with, you should get done just on the day, so that you feel good about yourself when you get into bed.

That's so important. So, do you almost have a checklist before you go to bed?

I think as long as I make the gym and I've done that bit and I've taken care of my needs, just cooked some nice food. That's mainly it for me, really. And then I feel good about it. (...)

(...)

Moving on to social media, you've obviously got such a massively positive fan base, but how do you cope with the negative side of social media and the impact that can have on your mental health?

I struggled with it for a long time. I argued with people. I was aggressive on their points trying to fight my own side. And I think for some people you are talking to a brick wall, you will not win and there's no point trying. And also, the more you talk about it, the worse it gets. So, I just shut up and put up a lot of the time. I think it's the Queen that says, "never complain or never explain." And that's something I think myself I do live by because it's just like, with some people it gets worse having the argument and trying to explain yourself. But all of it, it's like five minutes of your life for somebody who doesn't know you, it's just a bit pointless.

You have so much intense public scrutiny on you all the time, how do you navigate keeping something back for yourself, and how have you managed to maintain that sense of privacy over the years?

I think this has been one of my biggest struggles this whole time. Because, I'm very much a heart on the sleeve sort of person. I didn't actually realize this for a long time, but I often give a little bit too much away…But it's definitely a difficult one to flick the two people apart. So that you're on stage, you're a certain type of person, and at home you're a certain type of person. That's always something I've really struggled with.

And you've been famous since the age of 16. How did you manage growing up in that sort of public glare?

Never did! [laughs] My friend was [recently] talking about how he’s got a teenage son that he was really struggling with at the moment. And I was thinking, "oh my God, imagine how much people would have struggled having five teenagers, rowdy boys in a band. It must've been terrible, there's no getting through to them!" And for a while, it probably was. I think we all go through that awkward teen phase where you're finding yourself. And most of us, we get to get away with it. And they're funny family photos for later on; here was your emo phase or whatever you went through! And for us, we never got away with being awkward or annoying at points. It was kind of out there for everyone to see; the awful haircuts and we’re talking terrible clothes, it was all out there.

What has your career taught you about the idea of success and the idea of failure?

I think it's taught me lots about how you would measure success. I came from a family that weren't very well off. We didn't have a lot. My dad was in debt actually when I started. So, success for me always meant a monetary thing to start off with. But then as I got older, I realized I don't really buy all that much. I don't really spend a hell of a lot of money. So, it can't be about a money sort of thing. And it's more now become more about happiness and experiences. And the one thing I always say about my job, no matter what, and everybody gets annoyed at their job sometimes, it is what it is. But for me, at least I get to put a smile on someone's face.

Yes, you do! And what has it taught you about failure?

That's a really good question. It’s taught me I think that perseverance will always prevail in that sense. Because it doesn't always go exactly to plan. We were really lucky when we came up, we absolutely skyrocketed. And then, it's been hard to follow that ever since. But you know, measuring a failure as well. What is a failure? And people will look at this and, for us sometimes getting a 100,000,000 streams isn't quite what we aim for, but it's still 100,000,000 streams….you have to kind of get a hold of yourself. Everything is about perspective at the end of the day, isn't it? That was something I struggled with for a long time, because of how well it went [for the band.]

So you had such high expectations for everything?

Yeah. And it's like, time to give that a break really. And Louis from my band has always been quite great to sit with me and talk with me about stuff. And if I'm feeling a certain way. We've been quite good with each other, actually in that respect and helping each other out, which has been nice.

And finally, if you could sit down with the Liam who was starting out in One Direction in 2010, what advice would you have for him?

I think just have more fun and relax a little bit. I think I was a very serious child, one of those man-childs, I was a man in a child's body pretty early on. And I think I would have avoided that stage, to be honest with you. To enter One Direction as that difficult, because it just meant that I got completely a different job to everybody else.

You were the grown up one?

That was it. And it was boring. I should have just larked around and thrown plates out the window and stuff!

More rock and roll?

Well, I mean at the start, and then later on a bit less rock and roll [laughing.]

Well, thank you so much, Liam. And we look forward to seeing your performance on Sunday at the BAFTAs.

I'll see you wherever you want me in your house, I guess.

Liam Payne is performing an exclusive EE BAFTA AR real-time music performance, ahead of his 5G-powered opening show at the 2021 EE BAFTA Film Awards. Download ‘The Round’ app to enjoy the live AR experience through your mobile phone, wherever you are, this Sunday 11th April 2021 at 18:45pm BST.

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The Hidden Schnee - RWBY x Fem!Reader - Part 2 - Volume 4 - 5

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The campfire crackled out a amber glow, the warmth enshrouding you as you took a breath, grimacing as Qrow downed more alcohol from his flask.

"Really? No questions?" Qrow slurred, leaving you to grimace even more and avoid his eyes as Jaune glared.

"Of course we have questions. This is just, a lot to take in." Jaune admitted, resting his elbows on his knees.

"Sure, of course."

It was silent for a moment besides the crackling fire, until Ruby broke the silence.

"So, these maidens, they're powerful fighters, that don't need dust to use magic."

"Yup." Qrow replied quietly as his gaze shifted from Ruby to Nora.

"And there are four of them."

"Yup. Always."

"Which means that, whenever one of them dies, the power transfers to someone, a female, that they care about." Ren continued, leaving you to stare into the fire in thought.

"Whoever was in their thoughts last. Important distinction. Best option, it's someone we can trust, regardless, their souls become combined, in a way." Qrow explained, sipping from his flask.

"And that's what you were trying to do to Pyrrha. The night the tower fell."

"But it went to Cinder instead." You interrupted Jaune, your eyes locked onto the fire as you felt Jaune's eyes on you.

"You were trying to turn her into one of them."

"The previous Fall Maiden, Amber, had been attacked. She was young, inexperienced and her assailant, who we now know is Cinder, somehow managed to steal some of her power. But not all of it. We were afraid that if we didn't do something, the rest would go to her as well... like Y/n said, it did." You zoned out after realising Qrow knew your name.

Qrow's story about the relics and the Gods of Light and Darkness had your attention, recalling the stories your mother had told you growing up.

"Alright, so let's say we believe all of this. There really is some crazy evil being behind these attacks, not just some thugs trying to become powerful. Why doesn't the world know? Why isn't Atlas going after them? Or Mistral?"

"And why aren't we in more of a hurry to get to Haven?" Nora interrupted Jaune, leaving you to glance up at her from the fire, "should we be getting them a message? What if they're next?"

"The headmaster over there saw what happened at Beacon, he's not dumb, he'll be on his guard. Besides, it takes time to mobilise forces like that. Do you really think they planned out that attack on Beacon overnight? And to answer your question," Qrow explained, pointing at Jaune, "It's the same reason we keep quiet about the Maidens. If the whole world knew about the relics, about Salem, it would be chaos. We'd have another Great War on our hands, but this time, you'd have to fight."

Jaune turned away from Qrow's gaze, leaving you to meet the Huntsman's eyes.

"Look, I had the same questions too, but ol' Ozpin always put his foot down. 'We can't cause a panic.' Heh, I can't tell you how many times I've heard that." Qrow chuckled, smiling into his flask as you grimaced again.

"Salem's smart, she works from the shadows, using others to get what she wants, so when it comes time to place the blame, we can only point at each other. She's trying to divide us - humanity." Qrow let out a sigh as he looked up at the darkness.

"Alright, so what should we do?" Ruby asked, looking up from her hands.

"Ahaha, I don't really know. Ozpin has put a lot of trust in the headmasters, like I said, the schools are an important part of stopping Salem. Atlas is going to be on high alert after the last attack and Vacuo, is well, Vacuo. It'll be hard to hire thieves and scoundrels to fight against other thieves and scoundrels. Take that, add in the fact that Cinder and her crew claim to be from Haven, I think it's likely the next target. So, we're on our way to the headmaster, haven't heard from him for a while, even before the attack. I'm hoping he has the answers..." Qrow stood up with a wince.

"Alright, I think it's time you kids got some sleep."

"Uncle Qrow?"

"Yeah." Qrow turned to look at Ruby, who had also stood up.

"This is a lot to take in, and it all sounds crazy! But, I'm willing to do whatever I can to help, because I trust you, but why couldn't you trust me? Why couldn't you just travel with us, instead of all this secrecy and this, this-"

"Look, this has nothing to do with trust. I, it's a long story, okay?" Qrow brushed off, leaving Nora to frown.

"Seriously? Now you're tired of telling us stories?"

"It's your sembalance, isn't it?" You replied, leaving Qrow to look sadly into the fire.

"Do you know that crows are a sign of bad luck? Old superstition, but it's how I got my name. See, some people can absorb electricity, some people can burst into rose petals or cast glyphs, some people are just born unlucky. My sembalance, is unlike most, it's not exactly something I do, it's always there, whether I like it or not. I bring misfortune. I guess you could call me, a bad luck charm." Qrow chuckled, leaving you to tense as Qrow referenced the Schnee sembalance.

"Comes in real handy when I'm fighting an enemy, but it makes it a little hard on friends, and family."

Your eyes followed Qrow as he limped off into the forest, your gaze eventually landing on the flaming log as it fell from the fire.

"Huh..."

///

You woke up to hear Qrow coughing up his lungs.

"Well, that's unfortunate." He stated, looking at how he was coughing up a purple substance.

"Fuck... scorpions are venomous."

///

Ruby and Jaune had Qrow in a makeshift stretcher as the five of you continued on, Ren running over to the sign.

"Does it say we're close?" Ruby shouted as Nora pointed out Mistral.

"No, and it looks like the path takes us up through the mountains."

"Guys, I don't know if all of us can make that climb."

"Okay, what about this place, Kuroyuri? Can we get help there?"

Ren's fists clenched as he tried to remain calm.

"That village was destroyed years ago."

"Ren and I will go up through the mountains, you, Jaune and Y/n will go that way." Nora stated, leaving you to just nod.

Qrow's coughing caught your attention as you, Ruby and Jaune began the walk to Kuroyuri whilst Ren and Nora began the hike to Mistral.

///

"Oh man..." Jaune whispered, glancing around Kuroyuri as Ruby just whispered a "come on" in response.

Your hand reached for Resurgence as you walked besides Qrow's stretcher.

"Any of these places look like a pharmacy?" Ruby asked, leading you to glance around with a frown.

"It's honestly hard to tell." Jaune admitted, noticing your gaze on him as you shrugged.

"Ren really didn't wanna come here, did he?"

"Guessing it's like Y/n's sembalance. Doesn't want to talk about it." Jaune replied, leaving you to ignore him.

"Do you know why?" Ruby asked, glancing back to see Jaune's face.

"I think I have a pretty good idea." Jaune admitted, his eyes on the ground whilst yours were on the greying clouds in the sky.

///

You were tending to Qrow whilst Ruby spoke to Jaune.

"You didn't drag us along, you gave us the courage to follow you." Jaune affirmed, his hand going to Ruby's shoulder as the two of them smiled.

"You gave me the courage to stop hiding my ears, hiding a part of my self... the other parts, I'm not ready... but you'll know when I am, okay?" Ruby gave you a soft smile as you chewed your lip.

///

"Ren? What is it?" Ruby shouted, watching as Ren fell to his knees.

"Wait, do you guys hear that?" Jaune asked, resulting in you turning around to spot it.

"No... not again... no..." Ren kept mumbling before all five of you fell silent, hearing the screech of the Nuckelavee.

///

Jaune sprinted over to Qrow as soon as the cracking noises stopped, the screeching stopped as the Nuckelavee aimed for Qrow.

Nora started aiming at the Grimm, Ren using his sembalance to mask Jaune and Qrow whilst you and Ruby just exchanged looks.

"Guys! Keep moving! Go in a circle!" Jaune shouted before getting kicked flying.

"Holy f-" You were cut off as the Nuckelavee swung its arms around in a circle too, sending you, Ruby and Jaune flying to the sides.

The screeching and cracking of its bones didn't stop as you began to try place the dust crystal in the top of Resurgence, wincing at the pain in your ears.

"RUBY!" Nora shouted, nodding before running at Crescent Rose to intercept the second Grimm had that was about to end Ren.

"NORA!" You shouted, watching the Grimm throw her around, hitting her into the floor several times until it finally let go and Nora's aura was shattered.

"Ren! Knock it off!" Jaune shouted, leaving you to grimace before you placed the dust crystal in Resurgence, letting out a breath.

"Hold it still!" You shouted, leaving Jaune and Ruby to attack whilst you aimed the fire dust blast and the horse half of the Grimm.

"Ren, Jaune and I can take care of it's arms... Y/n-"

"I can hold it still for you to take out the horse and the rest of it." You replied, letting out a sigh, "I'll hold it down with my sembalance." You muttered to yourself as the others moved into action.

Ruby's eyes widened as she spotted the familar Glyph holding the Nuckelavee still before she shot at the thing, gaining the attention of one of it's arms.

Your eyes widened as you watched Ren cut off the arms of the Nuckelavee, slashing at its torso before he took a breath.

"For myself." Ren slashed off the head of the Grimm, watching the body fade into dust and shadows as it was defeated.

Nora tackled Ren into a hug whilst Ruby ran to check on her uncle.

"Was that-"

"Yeah... I'm a Schnee, it's, a long story." You replied before you fell silent, looking up at the sky.

"Guys! I think I hear something!" Jaune shouted before the two airships arrived.

"How did you find us?" Jaune asked, holding into the bar as you leaned against the wall of the airship.

"We were on patrol and saw the smoke. No-one's been out here for years, thought something might be wrong." One of the airship people explained, leaving you to let out a sigh of relief.

"What if we don't make it in time?" Ruby began, frowning as Jaune called her name.

Your eyes widened as Mistral came into view.

"Ugh, thank gods, I didn't fancy hiking the mountain." You chuckled, sighing as Jaune looked at you, your eyes were on your hand as you summoned a glyph.

"Weiss doesn't know I'm her cousin. I'd like to keep it that way. There's... a lot of drama there, even before I was born." You explained, leaving Jaune to just nod as the airships began to land in Mistral.

///

"Wow! This, is, awesome!" Ruby exclaimed as Qrow opened the doors on the way to Haven Academy.

"Stay away from the lower levels, but the higher up you go, the nicer it gets." Qrow explained, in reference to the mountains of Mistral.

"And we are going up!" Nora chimed in, gesturing upwards as you chuckled.

"Are we going to talk about the Goliath in the room, Y/n?" Jaune asked, leaving you to grumble as you avoided Qrow's gaze.

"I can't wait to see the look on Ice Queen's face when she finds out she's got a cousin she's never met."

"Weiss or Winter?" Ruby replied with a nervous look as you chuckled.

"Both. It's their father's doing that removed my mum from the Schnee family tree after all. He's a racist arse. He can say all he likes that Willow was an only child but Glyphs are hereditary. I'm his niece." You folded your arms as you walked, your wolf ears pressed against your head as you glared at the floor.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone here." Ren stated as Ruby called out to try find anyone.

"Well, it makes sense, school isn't really in session right now?"

"No, this isn't right! Come on!" Qrow stated, breaking out into a run after what Jaune said.

The five of you let out a yell as Qrow kicked the door down, falling on his butt as the Headmaster of Haven fainted.

"So, is this not going at all like anyone thought it would?" Nora enquired, leaving you to grimace as Ruby just exchanged glances with Nora.

///

One fruitless visit to Professor Lionheart later, the five of you were sent back to the house by Qrow, who claimed he needed a drink.

You were leaning with your head against the couch when a knocking at the door had the four of you frowning. Ruby was in another room as you frowned at the child.

"Um, can I help you?" Jaune raised an eyebrow, glancing back at Nora and Ren.

"Uh, yeah. Is there a Ruby Rose here?"

You, Nora and Ren immediately stood up at that, frowning as Nora let out a sharp "why?"

"Well-" The boy was cut off by a drunken Qrow.

"I found him! Pffff!"

"I think her uncle could use some help." The boy replied, leaving you to roll your eyes at Ruby's drunken uncle.

"Can't a girl read her comic books in peace? Qrow, did you get drunk again?" Ruby asked, face-palming as Qrow giggled out a "maybe!"

"Oh, you have silver eyes." The boy realised, leaving Ruby to look at him.

"Who, are you?"

"Well, my name is Oscar Pine, but you probably know me as, Professor Ozpin."

Qrow's drunken celebration caught you offguard as you watched him flop off the couch.

"Gods." You retorted, face-palming as Oscar turned to you.

"You're a faunus... you stopped hiding your ears?"

"How do you-"

///

"Mind showing us your little parlour trick, kid?" Qrow asked, leaving Oscar to sigh.

"Yeah, okay. Just so you know, I'll still be here." Oscar explained, letting out a breath as a green light flooded him.

"It is so very good to see you again, students." Oscar's voice was warped as you realised it wasn't him talking. It was Ozpin.

"We start, by ensuring the safety of the relic of knowledge."

///

"What's step two?" Nora asked, resulting in Ozpin turning around with his cane in his hand.

"Getting you five into fighting shape."

"But, we already know how to fight!" Ruby replied, leaving you to grimace as she got Ozpin's cane pointed at her face.

"You can only fight so long as you have Crescent Rose, but you're still lacking in hand to hand combat."

"Well... yeah..." Ruby shrugged, leaving you to grimace.

"Y/n, your refusal to use your sembalance puts you at a great disadvantange in battle-" Ozpin began, leaving you to sigh.

"I'm not afraid anymore, but who I am doesn't leave this room either. I don't need Jacques Schnee sending people after my parents. But, yeah, I need to practice Glyphs more." you explained, leaving Ozpin to nod as the cane went over to Jaune.

"Mr Arc, I'm glad to hear you've improved, sorry to say, you've yet to unlock your sembalance." Jaune looked sadly at the floor as the cane moved to gesture at all five of you

"All of you still have a ways to go before you're able to pose any real threat again Salem and her enforcers. And though, Oscar can give me temporary control, he'll need to strengthen his body and his aura. He'll inherit my muscle memory in time, but practice will expedite the process."

"But if Qrow's out looking for Huntsman, who's going to teach us?" Ruby asked, leaving Ozpin to jump up onto the chair, twirling his cane around in circles.

"Well, I believe I was the Headmaster of Beacon Academy. We have approximately one month before classes resume at Haven-"

///

A glance to your right showed Ruby practicing hand to hand combat against Oscar.

Oscar had hit the ground with a thump whilst you worked on summoning the Boarbatusk that had attacked you and your father on the farm when you were a child.

"Sembalance?" Oscar's voice had your attention for a moment until you realised the summoning glyph was glitching out.

"Everyone's got it, look, look, Y/n's using hers right now!" Nora pointed out, leaving everyone to watch you before discussing their sembalances.

"Y/n, how did you unlock your sembalance?" Oscar asked, leaving you to look up as you allowed the Boarbatusk to disppear.

"Grimm attack. My dad got hurt protecting me and I freaked, unconsciously sending the Boarbatusks flying backwards with glyphs." You quickly explained before picking up Resurgence.

///

"Alright, the first batch is just about done!" Ren announced, stirring the pot of food.

"How much food are you making, anyway?" You enquired as you and Jaune set the table.

"Do you really think he's going to bring that many people, this is a lot of food!" Nora stated, eating a slice of carrot as she continued to cut them up.

"You're going to overcook that." Ren stated, leaving Ruby to retort "No, I'm not, shut up!" as Qrow began to call her.

The smashing of cups caught your attention as you dropped the tray on Jaune's head.

"Ow, hey!" Jaune exclaimed, resulting in Nora and Ren turning to look before the four of you walked over to where Ruby and Yang were hugging.

"Weiss!" Ruby's voice was soft as she beckoned her teammate to join the hug.

///

The seven of you were sat down as dinner began.

"How do you lose your map at a time like that?" Yang asked as Jaune laughed.

"By throwing it away as you run the opposite direction." You deadpanned, elbowing Jaune in the ribs.

"Ow! Anyway, believe me, I've asked myself the same thing ever since..."

"I mean, did you see Ren during that fight? Oh and Y/n finally used her se-"

"Sesame seeds in that recipe!" You interjected, throwing a piece of bread at Ruby's head as she realised what she was about to say.

You couldn't stop laughing as Weiss summoned a Boarbatusk to prove she could now summon, watching Nora freak out.

"And it's just as strong?" Ruby asked, dangling from Yang's prosthetic arm.

"Sure is." She smirked before you laughed, moving the bowls from the table as Nora slammed her elbow down.

"Wanna bet?"

///

"Ugh, we ate it all, ugh, I think I'm gonna be sick." Jaune complained as he began to pick up the rest of the bowls.

"Easy there, vomit boy. I believe in you." Yang smirked, leaving Jaune to roll his eyes.

"Oh, we're doing nickname throwbacks now... say, Mystery, come help with these, will you?" Jaune replied, leaving you to roll your eyes at him before getting up to hear Weiss laughing.

"I mean, the Ice Queen seems to like it." Nora replied, leaving Weiss to pause as Ruby burst into laughter.

"I so did not miss you people."

You were returning from the kitchen when you heard Weiss

"Hey! You make it sound like I used to be terrible!"

"At least Y/n stopped wearing that beanie, I thought it was glued to her head- wait... since when were you a faunus?" Yang realised, leaving you to stare at her.

"Since birth... also, how did you not notice my ears any time before now?" You retorted, sitting down and sipping your tea as Ren spoke.

"Yeah, turns out Ren gets real deep when he feels like talking!" Ruby grinned, leaving you to continue laughing.

///

"Oh! Raven! Qrow! They're birds! Cracked it!" Nora grinned, leaving you to roll your eyes and resist face-palming.

///

You continued to train your sembalance in secret, under the eye of Qrow who knew just about enough about Winter's glyphs to help.

Any other training sessions resulted in you not using your sembalance as you trained with Jaune. Crocea Mors vs Resurgence.

"So... Y/n got a new weapon?" Yang mentioned, leaving Weiss to nod.

"Resurgence or something, Jaune said Y/n broke her original, Surgence, during the fall of Beacon..."

"So that's what Y/n left sticking out of that scarecrow..." Yang concluded, laughing at the confusion on Weiss' face.

///

You stood with Ruby as the two of you looked up at the full moon. Haven Academy stood infront of you all, waiting.

"There seems to be more of you than last time." Professor Lionheart acknowledged, making you shiver as you reached for Resurgence.

"You know what they say, the more the merrier. So what's going on with the council?" Qrow asked, leaving you to slip your foot back into a fighting position.

"Y/n?" Jaune mumbled, noticing your stance.

"Something's wrong..."

"Why did you bring your weapons?" Professor Lionheart's stupid question had you glare at the floor, wondering how you could have been so stupid.

"Leo, we're huntsman."

"It's a trap." you stated at the same time that Yang spotted the raven on the bannister.

"Mom?"

///

"What is wrong with you? How can you be so broken inside? To take so many lives, and then come here rub it in our faces like it's something to be proud of! All with that damn smile on your face!" Jaune exclaimed, tears dripping down his face as he reached for Crocea Mors.

"Everyone stay calm!"

"Staying calm won't stop Haven from getting blown up." You warned Qrow, who gave you a warning glare until he saw you try to reach for Jaune.

"I'm going to make you pay for what you did, do you hear me!"

"Who are you again?" Cinder's voice was all it took for Jaune to snap, charging at her.

Your eyes widened as you watched everyone arrange themselves.

Jaune vs Cinder.

Ruby vs Emerald.

Yang vs Mercury.

Qrow vs Raven.

Weiss vs Vernal.

Ren and Nora vs Hazel.

Oscar/Ozpin vs Lionheart.

You were caught in the middle.

Until you saw Weiss struggling.

"Get the hell away from her!"

[crystalrose555]

Slap me, I dare you! pt.8

“Yup, definitely should have just let Luke bake me alive.” Marley muttered to herself.

Not that anyone would hear her since they were all bombarding her with questions and comments. In fact, each time she tried to answer, they would just sweep her voice aside with their loud side comments. Finally, after far too many words, the brothers finally calmed down enough to take in the situation.

“Alright, are we done now? Great, see ya.” Marley claimed quickly as she got up and started to walk briskly toward the edge of the table.

However, her path was blocked by a large hand which led to a questioning Satan.

“Hold on, after all the trouble you put us through with your disappearing act, you owe us an explanation, Marley.” He scolded.

“Yeah, like how did you end up here like this? And more importantly, who kidnapped you?” Levi asked lowly as his horns threatened to pop out.

Marley sighed heavily before turning around.

“No one kidnapped me. I asked Luke to take me to Purgatory hall until this wore off.” She answered flatly, motioning to herself.

“Ha! I knew that chihuahua had her!” Mammon yelled as he popped up behind his brothers, only to receive a wave of shushing from various library patrons.

“Mammon, shut your mouth.” Levi hissed.

The avatar of greed just pouted as his eyes gleamed at the tiny woman on the table.

“Woah, you’re downright puny, huh?” He pointed out as he tried to poke Marley.

Marley just simply swatted in his direction, sending a spark of lightning to singe and shock his finger. Mammon yelped as he pulled his hand away and licked his faint wound, the others, on the other hand, stared at the snorting Marley in awe.

“Marley, since when have you learned arc magic?” Satan asked.

“If you must know, Solomon has been teaching me.”

“What, why him? I could’ve taught you that!” Levi shrieked out.

Everyone looked at the third born who looked away as if to distance himself from his own words.

“You? Yeah, the last time you messed with lightning, you were flaking for a week.” Belphie pointed out.

“S-Shut up, I just have to grind a bit more and put my EXP in the proper stats, but that doesn’t matter. So come on, Marley, we don’t need these normies.” He claimed proudly as he stood up straight with his chest puffed out.

Levi then reached out, preparing to pick up the diminished selkie only for Belphie to slap away his hand.

“Levi, what makes you think that Marley wants you to take care of her?”

“What? You think a gross otaku like me can’t do it? For your information, all my Ruri-chan figurines are in pristine condition.”

Satan sighed.

“Marley’s a living creature, not plastic and resin. She needs someone who understands that.” He claimed as he motioned closer.

Asmo raised his eyebrow while Belphie chuckled rudely, grabbing Satan’s attention.

“Yeah, either a cat or one of your book piles is going to get her killed.” Belphie responded.

“And you think you can do better?” Satan sneered.

“Me? No, I would probably fall asleep on her. That’s why I think Beel should be the one.” Belphie smiled as he motioned to his grinning twin.

“I give it an hour before you’re fishin’ her out Beel’s stomach!” Mammon laughed.

“At least he isn’t going to sell her to some random witch to pay off his debt.”

“Oi, I’d get her back!”

“Wow, you’re not even going to deny it?!”

“Why? Y’all know what I’m about and it’s not like any of you are gonna believe me otherwise!”

The squabbling turned into a fully heated argument as Asmo and Beel watched from the sidelines. The fifth-born shook his head while the sixth stared at the top of a bookshelf. With a sigh, Asmo looked down at the table, preparing to snatch Marley away while the others were distracted but she was nowhere to be found. Asmo scanned the entire surface before turning to Beelzebub who was still staring high above him.

“Beel, Marley’s gone! Did you see where she went?” He cried quietly.

Beel simply pointed up to where Marley was making her way to the library entrance, scampering across the top of the bookshelves. Keeping her momentum, she cleared the treacherous gaps by floating across with her gown. Speechless, Asmo grabbed hold of Mammon and Levi before shaking them and directing everyone to Marley. The quarreling brothers grew wide-eyed as some of their jaws

“Oh my Diavolo, she’s pulling a Princess Pomegranate from Super Maria Sis!”

“Levi, now’s not the time! Marley, get back down here before you get hurt!” Satan called out quietly as he and his brothers followed her from below.

Marley paid them no mind, if she could just get to the hallway, she could lose them and find one of the Purgatory hall crew. Increasing her speed, she flung herself from one shelf top to another while the brothers fumbled over themselves, knocking over books and students alike just to keep up with her. A bookcase nearly toppled over only to be caught by a ready Beelzebub. The other students raised their eyebrows and muttered to one another, wondering why the lords of hell were chasing what looks like a mouse across the library. Marley cursed herself as she felt her body burning from the excess exercise, while she was unmatched in the water, running on land had always proven a challenge, especially over long distances.

“Dammit, I’m almost there.” She heaved out as she prepared to jump off the towering bookcase and head for the door that was within sight.

She leaped with all her might but instead of floating, her body felt heavier and was growing even more so. While all the brothers nearly shrieked, Marley just felt a bubbling deep inside herself that was unfamiliar and ticklish. Unaware of what was happening to her, she continued to fall to the floor which grew closer and closer. In fact, she reached the ground faster than expected as she landed with a hardy thud. She turned towards the brothers behind her with wide eyes that mirrored theirs.

There in the demons’ eyes stood their Marley, her skin and hair glimmering from the magical residue, at full size adorned in a ball gown of shimmering white petals. Levi felt his face turn bright red as every magical girl anime ran through his mind while his brothers had varying reactions from surprise to delight. They all locked eyes with Marley’s annoyed watery purple orbs only to be brought back to reality by the sound of several dropped books. As much as they hoped it was from the bookshelves they nearly toppled over, the source came from the countless students who had their eyes locked on the selkie whose appearance was practically begging to be noticed.

“Marley, whatever you do, don’t. Run.” Satan whispered slowly.

However, fighting her instincts was never Marley’s strong suit. In a flash, she bolted into the hallway with all her might, leaving the brothers to fight against the oncoming swarm of gossip-starved students stampeding out of the library.

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“Who are you?!”

“Where’d you come from!?”

“Are you dating anyone!?”

The flurry of questions flung from the mob of demonic students bolting after the panicked selkie down the hall. Frantically, Marley looked for any place to hide but each nook and cranny was filled with even more students who only joined the chase. What started as a small group grew to nearly half of the student body chasing after her and was growing larger by the second. Marley was losing her moxie as desperation grew inside her like a weed. Being chased by predators was one thing but this was on a whole new level. Looking over her shoulder, she could only see the piercing eyes of the devilish student body along with flailing arms and claws. Solomon told her demons are fueled by their desires and they could very well tear her apart from the sheer overwhelming curiosity.

“Leave me alone!” She screamed, creating a ice floor to deter her pursuers from following her.

The ice, however, was just crunched underneath the stomping feet of the mob. Her eyes widened as she looked forward and screamed profanities in the air. She didn’t want to hurt them, she just wanted to be left alone. Her mind raced back and forth, thinking about everything that led to this, from coming to Devildom in the first place all the way to the picture she posted on Diavolo’s Devilgram. The picture lingered the longest as her face darkened from the sheer anger and embarrassment. “God Dammit, it was just a stupid picture!!!” She shrieked at the top of her lungs as the mob grew more restless upon hearing her unintentional confession.

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“Dammit, why did she run off!? A legion of demons is always going to give chase if someone runs!” Satan yelled out as he huffed for breath.

“I can’t run anymore, I’m getting all sweaty and not in a fun way.” Asmo whined as his running turned into a lazy trot.

Levi just grabbed Asmo’s arm and pulled on it.

“Come on, we have to save my Henry!” He heaved out as he struggled to keep up with the group as well.

Belphie said nothing as his own body tried to flop on the floor from the sudden physical activity. Mammon growled underneath his breath as he heard his younger brothers whining.

“If y’all can’t keep up, then stop complain’ and go do somethin’ helpful!” He yelled back to his slower brothers.

“But we have to save my Henry from the jaws of death!”

“She ain’t gonna die! Besides, what's the worst they could do?” Mammon asked.

“Remember the last time Asmo held a private concert for his fan club?” Satan commented sternly.

“Oh, I remember that day, they were so excited that they couldn’t help swarming me like a bunch of cute bumblebees~”

“Asmo, they went crazy and ripped your clothes off! Barbatos had to break it up and your club was suspended for two months!”

“I know, and it was getting to the good part too. It’s not my fault I’m too beautiful~” Asmo pouted, leaving his brothers with concerned and annoyed faces.

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“Hear me, O Wind, Hasten my step!”

Marley had been chanting this spell continuously to stay ahead of the rampaging mob. And to make matters worse, students were leaving their classes just to have a chance to grab her. Luckily, the spell helped her to dodge their unwanted embraces but she needed to figure out where she could possibly go if every class was a trap in waiting. She could feel the fatigue of spellcasting and running but she had no choice, she had to keep going. Unfortunately, unbeknownst to her, the students hadn’t gone completely insane from hype and were actually brewing a plan to catch her. With a series of group texts spreading through the school like wildfire, they managed to corral the speedy woman down the corridor where their plan would be executed.

Meanwhile, Marley considered running to Lucifer’s office for sanctuary but her stomach turned thinking about him never letting her forget it. Deep down, she rather be mobbed than give that man another reason to flaunt his ego. However, the cries and roars of the crowd behind her was crawling up her skin to the point where she could feel their grabby fingers. She shook her head and bolted down the hall, she bit her lips hard and cried out with all her might.

“Help me, anyone, help!!!”

To the legion of demons behind her, the woman they were chasing suddenly gave off a blinding flash of light that nearly stopped them in their tracks. By the time they got their sight back, Marley had already made a turn down a hallway. Seeing this, the mob divided into small search teams that spread out far and wide through RAD.

[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Strangers (Part 4)

Summary: Sam has returned into Dean’s life for some reason and the reader is there to try and help Dean through having Sam around again...

Masterlist

Pairing: Doctor!Dean x patient!reader

Word Count: 2,000ish

Warnings: language, mention of surgery/injury

A/N: I hope you enjoy!

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“Hi,” said Sam, giving you a quick wave. He stared at Dean who was already on his feet. “I need a place to crash for the night. If that’s okay.”

“What happened to the apartment, you were sharing with that girl, Jessica.”

“She died a few years ago,” he said.

“You kill her?” asked Dean. You got up, still holding your box of swiss rolls and Sam frowned. “You’ve been out of touch for three years. It’s not an unreasonable question.”

“I didn’t kill her,” said Sam. “I saw...it was a serial arsonist. I saw who did it and he ran with a bad group. I’ve been in witness-”

“Witness protection? Are you serious? I’m the fucking easter bunny while we’re at it,” said Dean.

“De, I think he’s telling the truth,” you said, nodding towards him. “He’s obviously upset.”

“You’ve been in witness protection? This whole time?”

“Yes,” said Sam. “Things have been happening lately. A lot of things. These guys are no longer a problem so I can come home. Except for the fact I don’t have a home anymore and had to drop out of college.”

“I filed a missing persons report on you.”

“I know.”

“I hung up flyers, search parties, fundraisers.”

“I know.”

“I drove to the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night because I thought I got a tip about you.”

“That was me. I had to relocate after that.”

“I looked for you for so long. Even when mom and dad gave up, I didn’t. There was no foul play but the cops told us it was unlikely we’d ever find you. You probably walked out and didn’t want to be found. I was so angry at you. They told us you were dead cause someone hurt you or you walked away. Those are two very different things,” said Dean. You dropped the box on the couch and grabbed his hand, Dean pinching his nose with his other. 

“I can leave if you want,” said Sam.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” said Dean. You rubbed his back and he walked over, giving his brother a hug.

“Finally got a girlfriend?” teased Sam as he returned it.

“You two are gonna get along great. You can swap stories,” laughed Dean. “Oh, I need a drink. Also how’d you get in my house?”

“My handler had a key made. They took it from your locker at the hospital,” he said.

“Lovely.”

“I know it sounds…” said Sam as he glanced at you. 

“Crazy is kind of our thing,” you said. “I’m Y/N.”

“You look familiar,” he said.

“My ex boyfriend tried to kill me. With bleach. In my drink.”

“Oh yeah. He was fucking nuts,” said Sam.

“Yup. That’s been our fun for the evening,” you said. “He got out. He’s dead now. It’s fine. Better than fine cause I’m gonna eat a whole box of swiss rolls and not feel bad about that.”

“Yeah, I will get along with you just fine,” said Sam, giving Dean a look. “Not sure about you though. I wanted to-”

“S’okay,” he said. “I’m just...happy you don’t hate me after all.”

“I wanted to call you so many times. It was too dangerous though. I couldn’t put you in that position,” said Sam.

“I’m getting kind of used to that,” said Dean. Sam smiled and you walked over to them both. 

“I crashed date night, didn’t I,” he said.

“Just a bit,” said Dean.

“Well I am really happy to meet Dean’s little brother,” you said, giving him a hug. “You don’t mind if Sam hangs out with us, right?”

“No, never. As long as you’re cool with it,” said Dean. 

“Of course,” you said.

“I appreciate it but honestly I’m wrecked. I could use with a shower and a bed,” said Sam.

“The guest room is right down the hall,” said Dean, pointing the way. “You hungry?”

“Nah. I’ll keep out of your guys hair,” said Sam. “Thanks.”

“It’s no problem,” said Dean. Sam started to head for the hallway when Dean grabbed his arm. “I’m really happy you’re home, Sammy.”

“Me too.”

He smiled before he left, Dean taking a deep breath as he locked up the front door again.

“So you got a brother,” you said.

“Yeah. I probably should have brought him up at some point,” said Dean. You shrugged and rested your hands on his hips, Dean smiling softly. “I thought he was dead.”

“I’m glad he’s not,” you said. “I’m gonna have to back out on the being roommates thing though.”

“What?” he asked.

“Sam needs it way more than I do. I can stick around my parents until my apartment is ready. Seriously, it’s okay. He’s gonna need a lot of help. Trust me. He’s gonna want you,” you said.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. My parents aren’t that bad. Someday we can be roommates though?” you said.

“Okay. I’ll take a raincheck for now,” he smiled. 

“Tonight’s not so bad,” you said. He nodded and you pulled him close to your body, Dean’s arms wrapping lazily around you. “You doing okay?”

“I’ve been the happiest I’ve ever been in my life, the most terrified I’ve ever been in my life and the most relieved I’ve ever been in my life tonight. I honestly don’t know where to begin,” said Dean.

“I got a box of chocolate with your name on it that might be a good place to start.”

“That sounds like a good plan,” he said. “You okay too?”

“My night’s ending on a good note. I’m good Dean. Let’s get back to our date. I was in the middle of cuddling you if I remember.”

One Week Later

“Howdy handsome,” you said, the elevator doors at the hospital opening to Dean standing there in his navy scrubs.

“Gorgeous,” he said, giving you a quick kiss as he stepped on. “You already have your follow up with Mace?”

“Yeah. I am progressing well I guess. We’re switching my immunosuppressant to try something that doesn’t make me as tired and won’t make me as susceptible to illness,” you said.

“That’s good. I know you’re on the strong stuff right now. Mace is pretty good about finding the right med combo by the second or third try,” he said. “Transplant meds are tricky.”

“I’ve learned. How’s your day going?” you asked. “Saving lives?”

“Easy going day. Took out some tonsils on a teenager, did an appendectomy on a toddler, did a bone reset on a kid that broke her leg. Nothing they won’t all recover from 100% percent.”

“That sounds good,” you said. “When do you get off?”

He snickered and you whacked his arm.

“Such a boy,” you said.

“I have one more surgery for the day but I’m heading home after that. Our parents are coming into town. They’ve been in Florida cause their vacation plans got screwed up with the pandemic last year so they rescheduled and of course it’s this week and there’s tropical storms so they can’t get a flight out and they finally are getting home today. It’s been a nightmare. I’m supposed to cook dinner so that’ll go wonderfully.”

“You’re a good cook!” you said as the doors opened and you walked with him down the hall. “You don’t give yourself enough credit. They excited to see Sam?”

“Yeah. They feel bad about...they thought he was dead. Like it hasn’t been long enough to legally declare him that way but they were going to. I’ve always had a somewhat tense relationship with my dad. We fought a lot about Sam after he disappeared.”

“I think no matter what happened before, dinner’s gonna go good for you guys tonight,” you said.

“You’re coming right?” he asked. 

“You want me to?”

“Yeah. I...you make me feel...safe,” he said as he stopped walking. You smiled and grabbed his hand, lacing your fingers together. “You don’t have-”

“I’d love to. I really like Sam and I want to be there for you. I like that I make you feel safe, makes me feel good,” you said. He rubbed the back of his neck but you caught the smile on his face. You gave him another kiss, a whistle coming from further down the hall.

“Get a room, Winchester,” said a guy as he walked by with a laugh.

“Better be a soundproof room,” you said, the guy stopping in his tracks.

“Okay, I approve of this one,” the guy chuckled. Dean rolled his eyes but he was biting down a laugh.

“Y/N, this is RN. Lafetite or Benny as well call him. He’s Donna’s boyfriend,” said Dean.

“Oh yeah, she was great,” you said. “She removed my appendix.”

“That woman knows her way around a blade,” said Benny. “You had the digestive transplant done a while ago, right?”

“Yeah,” you said, Dean making a face beside you.

“Badass,” said Benny. “I worked with Mace some on you.”

“You’re a surgeon too?” you asked.

“No, no. I’m a surgical nurse,” he said.

“They’re pretty important,” said Dean. “The really good ones could perform minor surgeries themselves like Ben. I keep trying to convince Benny here to go to med school and join the rest of us.”

“Oh you know you’d miss me too much, Deano. You me and Novak are the dream team of pediatrics,” he said.

“Sure we are,” said Dean with a laugh. “Y/N and I were having a little get together on Sunday, watch a little football, food. Round up the usual suspects?”

“I can get the crew together. I’ll bring my beer dip and some of those pretzels. Very easy on the digestive system,” said Benny to you.

“That’s considerate,” you said. “It’s okay. I’m alright with most stuff. I just got to watch the grease a bit.”

“These are really not greasy at all. I’ll give you the recipe sometime,” said Benny as his phone went off. “I think we’re late for pre-op.”

“When are we not?” said Dean. “I’ll see you tonight, sweetheart.”

“See you later, Dean.”

“I’m so sorry I’m late,” said Dean that night as he rushed in the house. You and Sam were working the kitchen, Dean checking the clock. “They’re gonna be here in five minutes.”

“Go wash up. Sam and I can cook a few pieces of chicken and make mashed potatoes,” you said. You were nearly finished anyways, the chicken baking away in the oven. Dean made a thud down the hall but shouted back that he was fine before you heard the bathroom door shut. “He always been a worrier?”

“Pretty much,” said Sam as he got out the plates. “He seems different. Good different. More easy going.”

“It’s all I’ve ever known from him so I don’t have much to go off of,” you said. 

“You might have something to do with it,” he said. He smiled and finished up with setting the table. “You’ve never met our parents Dean said.”

“No. We’ve only been together a few months,” you said.

“This’ll be an interesting evening then,” said Sam as the doorbell rang. He suddenly looked nervous and you rubbed a hand up and down his back.

“It’ll be okay,” you said. “Trust me.”

“I see why he likes you,” said Sam. “Here goes nothing.”

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A/N: Read Part 5 here!