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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 3 years

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THE PEACE MAKER

Prompt: Requested, by the lovely @banks4life

Thank you so much for your request babes, I hope you’ll like it 😉

Word Count: Bitch, grab a snack, ‘cuz this is LONG

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Reader x Seth Rollins

Warnings: +18, smut, threesome, anal sex, rough sex, car sex, dom x sub dynamic, name calling, DP (double penetration), fingering, oral sex (female receiving), angst.

Tag: @ziasaph , @marlananicole , @akiko-tanaka , @wickedsunfire , @sassymox , @nicolewoo , @saccreigns , @drewmcintyrekoccsrocbwdgfan , @mindofasagittaruis , @reigns-5sos , @auawdo , @lustyromantic , @babydee17 , @yungbludjazz360 , @theworldofotps , @new-zealand-chic

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Sighing in relief, I placed my bags underneath the stairs and ran quickly towards the kitchen when I heard the commotion coming from there.

The loud screaming and cursing almost made me deaf.

“What is going on in here?” I asked

“Shut the fuck up, fool! You can’t make her cum like that, not even if you tried hard to!” Roman yelled at Seth, completely ignoring me.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Seth ran quickly towards Roman, desperately trying to throw a punch at him

“HEY, HEY, HEY” I yelled as loud as I could, stepping in between their bodies and placing one hand on the chest of both of the men

“C’mon, bitch! I ain’t afraid of you!” Roman teased Seth

“ENOUGH!” I pushed Seth away, making him finally look at me

“You’re choosing his side, Y/N?” Seth asked in disbelief

“I’m not choosing anything! I don’t even know what the hell is going on!”

“It’s pretty simple: Lover boy here was sniffing around my stuff, opened a computer folder called ‘Private’ and found some of our sex videos, did not like what he saw, even though he was the one snooping through other’s business, and now he wants to pick a fight with me because of it” Roman explained

“Seth, why did you open the folder?” I asked

“Because I wanted to see what’s up with it, since he keeps it to himself like it contains the keys to heaven or something”

“It is heaven! As you saw” Roman smirked

“I’m gonna rip your fucking head off!!” Seth ran, and I stopped him

“Seth, don’t!” I pushed him away “And you” I looked at Roman “Stop teasing him”

“He did that shit on purpose, Y/N!” Seth said

“No, I didn’t” Roman defends himself “I was showering, I left it open because I was gonna watch it after! Then you sneaked into my room and decided it was a good idea to open MY personal folder that was in MY MacBook in MY bedroom!”

“Seth, is this true?” I looked into his eyes

“I thought it was pictures or videos of him with another woman! A side chick or something”

“Bitch” Roman scoff “I don’t need a side chick! I CAN keep it in my pants, unlike some other people” Roman measured him with his eyes from head to toe

“ARGH” Seth roared, trying to attack him again

“Goddamn it, STOP!” I grabbed Seth’s face and forced him to look at me “Please, stop” I begged, and he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath

“That was low” I narrowed my eyes at Roman

“What? I didn’t lie” He said, shrugging

“Stop talking, please! You’re not helping at all!”

“Are you gonna defend him, even though he’s wrong?” Roman asked, slightly shocked

“You two, stop with this defending bullshit! I’m not picking anyone’s side! THERE ARE NO SIDES FOR ME TO PICK!” I yelled exasperated, took a deep breath and looked at them “I’m just trying to make sure that neither of you do anything dumb”

When I have both of their attention I continued

“I just got home and instead of having a welcome home kiss I almost got a welcome home punch in the face! Seth, you shouldn’t have invaded Roman’s privacy. We’re supposed to respect each other’s personal space in this house and we all know that personal belongings are off limits and the bedrooms too, unless the owner of the room allows us in. Isn’t that right?” I asked and he nodded

“Good. And Roman, I thought we were all adults who know better than to tease the other person like if we were in 8th grade when that other person is extremely nervous” I looked at him and he mouthed a ‘he started’ and I just stared at him harshly

Roman sighed “Yeah, you’re right”

After a few minutes of silence Seth says

“I have a night class at Black and Brave, so I’m just gonna head off” He whispered to me

“Ok, babe” I caressed his bearded cheek, knowing that this was his way to calm down, even though his class doesn’t start until 3 hours from now.

Seth hugged me tightly, pecking my lips

“I missed you. I’m glad you’re back home” He smiled softly

“Yeah, me too, bubba” I kissed his cheek

“See you later, baby”

“See ya, and be careful!” I followed him to the front door

Seth winked at me as he grabbed his duffle bag, and waved at me once he reached his car, which is when I closed the door

I returned to the kitchen and looked at Roman, who was sipping on a beer bottle

“Did Mrs. Soft Feelings leave already?” He asked

“Ro, that’s not nice! Don’t talk about him like that, you know I don’t like it! But yeah, he left”

“Good” He placed me on top of the kitchen island, completely ignoring what I just said “‘Cuz I’ve wanted to do this ever since I saw you”

Roman’s lips teased my own. Kissing me sensually, taking every chance to nibble at my lips.

“I missed you so fucking much” Roman sighed, hugging me tightly

“I missed you too, big dog” I squeezed his ass cheeks, making him chuckle

“So, our old videos, huh?” I asked

“I missed you. I needed something to ease the pain, you know? I couldn’t get you out of my head”

“Which head?” I giggled

“Both heads” Roman winked

“I think I can help you with that” I replied, dipping my hand inside his sweatpants

“Oh, please do” Roman moaned once my hand closed around his erection “Fuck, it feels so good” Roman rested his forehead on mine “Hmmm baby, just like that...Fuck I missed this”

Roman opened my button up shirt, sinking his head down to the top of my breasts, sucking, licking and biting.

“Your skin is so soft” He whispered against my breasts “Specially your tits. Always drive me insane”

“Roman” I moaned and he grabbed me in his arms, taking us to the living room, where he placed me on the couch before leaning back

“I wanna fuck you so bad” Roman panted, quickly removing his clothes as I did the same.

I moaned loudly when he entered me.

“Isn’t it so good to be home baby girl?” Roman chuckled, mocking me

My walls squeezed around him, making him groan loudly

“That’s so mean of you” He half moaned uncontrollably

“That’s what you get for mocking me”

“I could never!” Roman pretended to be offended, and began to pound mercilessly into me

“You’re so fucking wet...I can tell this pussy missed my cock, didn’t it baby?”

“Oh yes, daddy. So fucking much!”

“That’s it, baby. Scream for daddy”

Roman and I both screamed in pleasure as we came.

“Wanna take a bath?” Roman asked playfully

“Sure, I fucking need one” I giggled

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“You’re going to sleep with him tonight?”

“Ro, please don’t start with me...You know he has the odd days this month”

“Can I persuade you into forgetting that and staying with me instead?”

“You know that’s not fair”

“Well, I think I should have some type of reward don’t you?”

“For what?”

“Not knocking his teeth down his throat for touching my stuff without permission”

I laughed “Roman, you’re a grown ass man! Please, behave yourself”

“He still deserves a punch!”

“Babe” I said as I sat up on his lap “Please, help me out?! Look” I sighed “You know I’m not one for comparison, but we both also know that it’s no secret you’re way more mature than Seth in some aspects, so I’m begging you: Please don’t do this to me! Don’t stick your head up your ass and become as childish as he is, please? I need someone to deal with the situation as an adult and I know that’s not gonna come from Seth but I do hope it comes from you” I give him some puppy eyes for an extra effects

Roman sighed “Fine. You won! I’ll be the mature one”

“Thank you” I squealed, hugging him tightly

“Yeah, yeah” He chuckled “But I’m already letting you know that the next time he touches my stuff I will break his teeth AND his fingers!”

“Noted!”

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I was waiting for Seth, laying down on his bed, when his bedroom door opened.

“Hey bubba” I smiled, opening my arms for him

Seth smiled widely, jumped on the bed and hugged me tightly

“Ah, I missed this” He said, inhaling the perfume on my neck

I giggled, asking “So, how was the night class?”

“Good, but I know what can be better” He smirked, pinning me down on the mattress...

The next morning I had an early class at college so I was the first one to wake up, followed by Seth

“What are you doing up so soon?” He asked, hugging me from behind as I waited for my toast to be ready

“I have an early class”

“Come back to bed” He mumbled against my shoulder

“Bubba, I can’t!” I chuckled softly “You know that”

“But we miss you” Seth pressed his hard on against my butt cheeks

“I know but I really can’t” I turned around and softly kissed his neck “But we can fix that later if you‘d like” I winked at him

Seth sighed heavily “Fine” He murmured, slightly upset

“C’mon bubs, don’t be like that” I hugged him tightly “I need papa waiting for me when I come back home” I smiled when his eyes shifted to his Dom mode, which often happened whenever I called him papa

“Are you gonna let me make a video with you too, so I can have my own?” Seth asked, with a raspy voice

“I’ll let you do whatever you want with me” I leaned forward, reached his ear and whispered “Papa” Giggling, when I felt the pressure of his grip around my neck

“We’re going to have so much fun when you come back” Seth laughed coldly

“Hmmm, I can’t wait for it!”

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As soon as I got home, I opened the front door and felt a forceful tug on my right arm

“Ouch, Seth what the fuck?” I asked

The only reply I received was being tossed on his shoulder as he ran to his bedroom.

From the couch, Roman just stared at us until our figures disappeared up the stairs.

Seth loudly shut his bedroom door, soon after saying “Take your clothes off, now!” He quickly set up his phone upon the night stand and he took the lube bottle out of his bedside table

I gave him a questioning look and he said

“I’m about to fucking explode! I really cannot endure foreplay. Not right now!”

Seth squirted some lube on his length and rubbed his cock all over my folds, making me moan loudly.

Soon after, we heard the front door open and close forcefully.

“Uh, somebody must be having a bad day” Seth laughed, amused

I slapped his shoulder lightly “Don’t talk about him like that”

Seth’s eyes grew dark and suddenly I had one hand around my neck, choking me hard and another hand rubbing my clit in fast circles.

“Since when do you hit me like that? Have you forgot who’s in charge, princess? Does papa have to remind you about that?”

I can feel my eyes closing from both pleasure and pain, and my mind going numb from the choking.

Seth quickly loosened the pressure around my neck and lightly slapped my face

“No no no, you’re not gonna pass out on me now, are you?” He laughed deviously “I love when you get like that, speechless...whenever that happens, you become my favorite play toy! Just laying there, all pretty and quiet, just waiting for me to fuck you...use you as I like” Seth bit my cheek “Don’t you like being used, baby?” He asked, staring at me

“Yes, I love it” I panted

“Of course you love it!” Seth licked from my chin to my lips “You love it because, you’re my filthy little whore” He chuckled and quickly began to fuck me until I was screaming uncontrollably

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It is the next day and I’m leaving the main building on campus when I heard someone honk, and then call for me. I turned around to find Roman

“Hi, baby girl” He smiled widely

I leaned on the driver’s window to give him a kiss

“What are you doing here?” I asked, surprised

“Well, I just left the gym and I remembered that you leave college earlier on friday’s so I came to pick you up” Roman winked

“Are you leaving already?” He asked

“Yep!” I answered, giving him my books and backpack so he could toss it on the back seat, while I made my way to the passenger’s seat

“Why didn’t you let me know you were coming? I could have waited for you in the front building”

“Nah, it’s ok. I didn’t take that long to find you” He cackled “And also because I wanted to surprise you” Roman took my hand in his, intertwining our fingers and placing a soft kiss on the back of my hand

“Well, I’m happy you came to pick me up” I leaned forward and placed a kiss on the side of his full lips

“C’mon, really? We haven’t been together in two days and that’s all I get? An ‘I’m a virgin, please be gentle’ kiss?” He laughed

“What?” I played dumb

“Baby...c’mon, show your man some love, will you?” Roman placed one big hand on my thigh and squeezed

“Ro, you’re driving. We can’t do that!” I pretended to be in shock with his request

“You really gonna make me stop the car and fuck you in the middle of the street? Because you know I will!”

“Of course you wouldn’t!” I teased, knowing that would make him park the car and fuck me senseless.

Roman quickly pulled over, next to an alley and turned the car off. Unbuckling his seatbelt, Roman said

“Take off your panties and straddle my lap” He pulled his half hard cock out of his pants, licked his palm and began to stroke it to complete hardness.

Just the sight of his rock hard member was enough to make me damp. I straddled his lap and Roman teased me with the tip of his cock, rubbing up and down my folds, from my clit to my entrance.

“Daddy, please” I begged

“What do you want, baby girl? Tell daddy”

“I want you to fuck me, please...Please fuck me good like only you can do” I pleaded

Roman finally stopped teasing me after my last plea, and entered my core.

“Fuck daddy...so deep” I gasped

He grabbed me by my hair, pulling me forcefully to him. Kissing my lips like his life depended on it

“You like me buried deep inside of you, don’t you baby?” Roman panted

“I love it! I love it so fucking much” I moaned

Romans thrusts were vigorous and merciless. Even though we didn’t had that much space in the car, he still managed to find the perfect angle to make me feel dizzy.

“Fuck, look at that” He pulled the front of my dress up, so he could see his dick going in and out of me “Look how well you take me, baby. How you take every fucking inch...You’re so fucking perfect” Roman said, pulling my face to his and kissing my lips, while he grabbed two fistfuls of my hair, to keep me in place….

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Saturday’s night are always low for the three of us, not much to do unless we decided to chill on the couch and watch some tv. But since finals are coming, I was finishing one of my reports in my room when I heard the beginning of an argument coming faintly from the living room.

I rolled my eyes before making my way downstairs, to see what the problem was this time, which happened to be the fourth time today I had to settle an argument between the boys.

“What the hell? Can’t you two stop fighting for one goddamn second?” I screamed

“He started it” They said at the same time

*I swear, it’s like living with children* I thought to myself

“What is it?” I asked, briefly

“He ate my greek yogurt” Roman said

“I was hungry! And I didn’t see your name on it, pal” Seth answered

“I’m the only one in this house who eats the fucking yogurt!” Roman yelled

“Well, I was in the mood to eat it and so I did! As far as I remember, the food is for everybody who lives here, isn’t it?” Seth asked, placing his hands on his hips

“But the yogurt was mine!” Roman roared

“Enough!” I screamed “Shut the fuck up the both of you, now!” I tugged at my hair in exasperation

They stared at me speechless and I used that moment to let my anger flow

“I can’t believe that two grown ass men in their thirties are fighting over yogurt! You have got to be kidding me! I can’t understand how me, in my 21 years old, have to intervene in your stupid and pointless baby level of immaturity fights! I’m tired of being the only adult in this fucking house and as far as I’m concerned, you two can literally kill each other from now on, because I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ANYMORE!” I yelled and returned to my bedroom.

One hour later, I heard a knock on my bedroom door, but decided to ignore it.

The knocking persisted, until I yelled

“What?”

“Can we come in?” Seth asked

“No!” I answered

“C’mon baby girl, please? We just want to apologize to you, that’s all” Roman said

“Yeah? What for? Just so you can begin fighting again 30 minutes from now?” I spat

“Babe, please hear us out? We’re begging you” Seth said

I opened my bedroom door and found them standing there, with matching guilty looks on their faces

“Fine, but if you start arguing again-“

“We won’t” Both responded in unison

I made my way to my bed and they both entered the room.

“Talk” I said, when I sat at the edge of my the bed

“We would like to apologize to you, for all the bickering and fighting” Seth said

“Yeah, we realized that it senseless and uncalled for” Roman began

“And stupid, childish, annoying, ridiculous” I interrupted him

“True, it’s just that, we ended up getting caught up in the stress of everything, letting the pent up anger out on each other, and didn’t even realized how much stress we caused you by acting like we did” Seth said, coming closer to the bed and sitting by my side “Do you forgive me?” He whispered

I sighed heavily “Yes, I do, bubba” I pecked his lips

“And what about me?” Roman asked, now also sitting by my side

“Of course I forgive you too, handsome” I also pecked his lips

“Would you let us make it up to you?” Seth whispered in my ear

“Yes”

I gasped when Seth’s lips began to kiss my neck, while Roman quickly grabbed the hem of my oversized t-shirt and pulled up, revealing my naked body underneath it. Wasting no time, Roman sucked one nipple into his mouth as Seth turned my head towards him, so he could kiss my lips.

I moaned softly when Seth’s fingers began to rub my clit and Roman’s lips took over kissing me passionately.

“You like this, don’t you babe? You’re so fucking wet” Seth moaned, dipping two fingers in me

“What do you need, baby?” Roman asked as Seth’s fingers moved at a frantic pace

“I need your mouth on me, daddy. As papa’s fingers fuck me” I said, making Roman smirk

He leaned down and began to suck my clit as Seth finger fucked me.

It didn’t take me long to reach my orgasm, cumming hard.

“Who do you want where, baby girl?” Roman briefly asked

“I want you on my pussy first” I answered

Roman positioned himself on my entrance as Seth stood behind me, with the lube on his hand

Roman buried himself deeply and waited for Seth to enter my puckered hole before they began to thrust, finding a rhythm that could be pleasurable for the three of us.

“Oh, just like that” I moaned when they found the perfect pace

“Hmmm, baby you’re even tighter” Roman moaned “Do you like when Seth fucks your ass while I fuck your pussy, baby?” He asked

“Oh yes, I fucking love it! I feel so fucking full!” I panted

“You love being full with dick, right baby?” Seth whispered softly

“So fucking much!” I giggled

“You ready to switch?” Roman asked Seth

“Fuck yeah!” Was his answer

They switched and I felt even fuller. With Roman now in my ass and being thicker than Seth, he pushed my walls tighter, making it difficult for Seth to enter me

“Fuck, fuck, fuck I’m gonna cum” Seth moaned loudly once he finally entered me

“Don’t you fucking dare” I screamed, moaning

Roman began to move and so did Seth. The feeling was so good, I was literally drooling all over myself

“Fuck babe, you’re drooling. You look so fucking hot!” Seth said in awe

“Are you drooling because it feels so good, baby girl?” Roman asked

“Yes, daddy” I squealed

“Roman, she’s gonna cum...fuck, she’s so tight” Seth said as he began to cum, triggering my own release

Roman quickly pulled out and came on my ass, moaning and panting

The three of us crashed into the mattress, giggling and sighing.

“This was fun” Roman said

“Yeah, it was really hot” Seth laughed

“Would you like to do that again?” I smirked

“Fuck yeah!” They answered

As one bearded face moved to my breasts and the other one roamed down to my...

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sumire-bride · 3 years

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Sumire and shuus route (demo) maniac 9

Scene is living room

Sumire- ..haah… (..Shuu-sama told me I was suspended… I was not sure what that meant until.. reiji-sama woke us up…)

(..and well… he was not happy… at all…)

*FLASHBACK*

Flashback is in living room

Reiji- …

Sumire- …

(..there is such a dark aura coming from reiji-sama…. Ahh…)

Reiji- I have no words.. I.. I honestly can’t believe you did such a thing.. I already deal with laito and subarus suspensions and make sure they don’t get expelled which already puts me in a situation and now this!

Good grief do you have any idea how you could have messed up the sakamaki name if I didn’t make your suspension a little shorter, you should be happy that your suspended for a month and not longer,what do you have to say for yourself?!

Sumire- …. Forgive me… I did not realize what I was doing.. until after I had did it…. I am very sorry… I did not mean to cause such.. trouble for you…

Reiji- how do you expect to make this up for yourself ah!? I can’t even think of a proper punishment at this very moment

Laito- ufu, give our bitch-chan a break, we should be happy if I’m being honest. It’s the first time she has ever gotten angry! Shuu was there

Ne ne tell us Shuu, what did she look like? I can’t help but imagine what she must of looked like, her eyes full of rage, did she yell? Ahh… Just the thought of it turns me on~. An angry bitch-chan.. ne bitch-chan show me that face you had yesterday

Subaru- tch.. fuckin perv..

Ayato- little watermelon got suspended, still can’t believe it,

Kanato- if you need a punishment for her then.. I can help with that. Ne teddy what should we do to torture her hm..? Should we rip her pretty eyes out and use them..? Or should we cut off her long legs and use them for one of our.. other projects, or or should we-!

Reiji- silence!

Haah.. this women is such a headache.. well no matter I’ll come up with one when we come back

Everyone get in the car we’ll be late

Sumire- …uh… I did not put my uniform on…

Reiji- what are you talking about? Your suspended..- don’t tell me you don’t know what that is, I shouldn’t be surprised.. suspension means someone stopping someone from doing or going a place or thing

So your not going to school, for a month,

Sumire- …so.. I can not go to school…? I see…

Reiji- seems like you understand, well your not going so when we’re gone.. don’t burn the house down, I’m being serious don’t.burn.the.house.down. Unless you require a bigger punishment then your already getting

Laito- bye bitch-chan! Don’t cause to much trouble while we’re gone Kay~!

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Sumire- … (..and that is how i got here… I’m not sure what to do… mm… I guess I can go to the music room… piano seems to calm me down…) well I should get going then….

*scene is in the mansions music room*

Sumire- … (…this piano is really pretty… haha… what am I saying… I think all pianos look the same from what I’ve seen…. I am starting to think that the word “idiot” is not a compliment… does this mean I am a idiot…?)

(..the things I do are stupid aren’t they…? I.. I do not understand anything….)

Shuu- oi..

Sumire- ..!!!…

Shuu- you don’t need to jump.. it’s only me geez..

Sumire- ..Shuu-sama….! You are not in school… did you get this thing suspended as well…?

Shuu- why does it matter if I did or not, it’s not like you should care

Besides that.. what are you doing..?

Sumire- ..I am on the piano… is that not obvious….? Ah..! Is Shuu-sama going blind…!

Shuu- okay I get it.. geez.. what I meant was why are you up here, you don’t seem like the type who would be going to random places without a reason to

Sumire- ..Did I need a reason to come here…? I merely came here because I like the sound of piano… I was not sure if I was even going to play anything… I have.. just been in some stress… and piano is soothing to me…

..I knew how to play ever since I was.. a child… my older brother taught me how… he used to play when he came to visit me and father…. I remember the first song he taught me…. He told me when we first sang together that.. I had the voice of a angel… or something else that was better.. he said the same thing about my looks… He said that was only befitting of the only daughter of the kanashi family to be… beautiful…. And have everything that came with it….

..I love the piano and music…. There such amazing things… and the memories of him and my other brothers.. is something I will cherish till the day I die… they’d want me to.. right…?

Shuu- you know how to play this old thing..? Wow Rapunzel actually has something she can do besides reading and acting like a idiot.. what a surprise..

Well, play me something then.. I wanna nap

Sumire- ..huh… you want to hear me.. play…? That is quite funny… haha…

Shuu- why is that funny..?

Sumire- Shuu-sama has never seemed interested in.. any of the things I do… so I find it funny when you do… but I also find it quite nice… I like when Shuu-sama shows interest in my talents….

Shuu- tch.. whatever, I guess I’ll nap listening with my headphones then..

Sumire- ..eh.. if that is what Shuu-sama wants to listen to then I am perfectly fine with it….. (..Shuu-sama also makes me feel happy… I like that he is here… fufu..)

..I am going to read okay…?

Shuu- do what you want.. I doesn’t bother me as long as your quite..

Sumire- ….

*TIMESKIP*

Sumire- …ah.. (..this is sad… poor boy… his love is dying… how sad… but I can not cry about.. such things…. Mother and father will get mad at me….) hmm…. (Maybe I should.. stop reading for now…. So I don’t cry)

..(..Shuu-sama is still napping on my shoulder…. Maybe I should take a nap as well… but I’ve slept quite a bit… I wonder if that is a good thing…. Normally I would myself up by reading before…)

*sumire puts her head on his shoulder*

Sumire- … (..when I look at Shuu-sama… there is a lot I like about him… including his looks… his pale and bright hair colour reminds me of those.. really pretty guys in books…it’s.. it’s nice… a lot of the time when I look at him… he makes me feel dizzy… but in a good way…?)

(..oh goodness this is confusing me… haha… I’m quite confused at my feelings towards you Shuu-sama… I love him but… what type of love is this…? It is a lot different then how I felt about my big brothers and parents… and the servants…. I’m quite confused… ne Shuu-sama please tell me…)

Shuu- oi.. your getting tears on my shoulder

Sumire- ..what are tears…? Uh..

*drip drip*

Sumire- …?.. what is this… I don’t not quite understand….

Shuu- is that not obvious..? Your crying, and you got your tears on my shoulder

Sumire- ..I am crying…! Oh no… I can cry….! Mother will be upset at me… I can’t have that… go away tears…!

Shuu- why tell them to go away.. I honestly don’t dislike you crying.. this is actually the first time I have seen you shed tears.. though I’d wish you’d actually have a frightened look as well, but I guess I can make that happen on my own

Hey.. shed more tears for me

*rustle rustle*

Sumire- …uh… if you are going to suck my blood then.. please wait an till I have stopped these awful tears coming… from my face…

Shuu- don’t wanna.. I prefer it better to suck you blood when your full of them, so go on cry more for me.. not like anyone’s gonna hear right..? I mean it’s just the two of us in this one room,

Or were you expecting something a little more dirty..? Lewd girl

Sumire- ..Why would I want the two of us to get dirty…. It would be troublesome to clean ourselves up… and I don’t quite like dirt in my hands to much…

Shuu- you really are I naïve girl, again I don’t dislike toying with girls like that either

*shuu bites sumire*

Sumire- …ah…! Shuu-sama… I.. (..and there goes my voice…. I.. I don’t want to move…. I can’t move… does.. does this make him.. happy…?)

Shuu- nn… haah.. haha.. look at that I finally got a look out of you.. after multiple tries it happened.. go on make that face more, cry more.. I want to see it..

Sumire- … (..It… it does make him happy… if this is what he wants then I am… willing to…) uh… ah…!

Shuu- I’ve wondered for a while if these we’re either tights or stockings… hmm.. so they are stockings.. they look nice on your legs..

*shuu rips the left sock*

Sumire- …Shuu-sama…! Don’t rip those…! Oh goodness I will need to see those back together….-

*shuu bites sumires thigh*

Sumire- ..argh….!! (…that hurts… a lot…!! But.. but I can not cry about it…)

Shuu- Nn.. hnn… a lot of blood comes from here.. hey you should be happy I gave you a compliment..

You know.. you should wear something else other then his baggy dress, I’ve just found out that you have nice legs.. surprisingly you actually have nice features besides that face of yours.. speaking of which.. there’s another thing I’ve wondered..

Sumire- …?..

Shuu- as of recently I’ve wondered what you’d look like if you didn’t have this annoying dress on. So let me take it off

Sumire- …huh.. what… you want.. no.. no in all ways….! I will let shuu-sama bite me but I will not take my dress of for his… own amusement… my body is for my eyes…

Shuu- heeh.. look at that.. you made another face.. your blushing

Sumire- …I am not doing such a thing…. Oh goodness…

Shuu- so would you rather my brothers see you like that..? See you in all your own little forms..? Or would you rather me see it instead..?

Sumire- ..uh… (..shuu-sama says weird things… I am not quite sure how to answer that… but..) …if I am being completely honest… I don’t want anyone to see me in this state… if my family say me like this now… I’d get in trouble…. But.. (..I am fully aware of what he is implying… I am not that dense)

..I would rather shuu-sama look at me in this state then anyone else… because he is the only one I feel safe around to show him these… scary feelings and expressions with…. so.. if it makes Shuu-sama happy than I am willing to sacrifice what I have stuck to in my life…

Shuu- I’m getting a lot of the things I want today.. strange isn’t it.. whatever.. scream.. shout.. use this opportunity to actually be loud around me.. okay..? Don’t waste it..

Sumire- ..mhm… (..I understand what I am doing is considered wrong in the eyes of father.. but… he is not here right now… so… I am fine… and I am making Shuu-sama happy… so everything is fine because he’s here….)

Monologue

This man and mines body fell close together.. it was almost like we were melting together like candle wax..

I gave up everything I once knew in this moment.. but I feel like everything will be the same by tomorrow.. I’m terrified that it will be the same.. I want things to stay like this for just a moment longer…

This is so different then what I’m used to feeling.. and I don’t understand it.. even after I still didn’t.. I wonder.. what is this..

It’s different from what me and you had.. this “prince” is different from you.. but how..?

It’s the first time I’ve done anything that wasn’t to make you all happy but to make someone else happy.. the first time I asked someone else a question

So tell me.. is this what you’d call “love”..? Is this the same type of love we had..?

Father..

—to be continued—

Maniac 8 — maniac 10

#diabolik oc #sumire #sumire-bride #shuu #sumires route #diabolik oc route #((ahem.#((it happened))#((poor bb didn’t understand fully though))#((but even so this one was a bit more spicy))

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lu-undy · 3 years

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Chapter 59 - SBT

Here it is!

"He's tied up nicely."

"Parfait."

[Perfect.]

Mundy finished using the bits of rope on Duchemin's legs and wrists, completely tying the man to the chair he was sitting on. Sirens were blasting outside as the battle raged between the animals and the guards. Mundy, Lucien and their prisoner could hear the muffled roars and gunshots.

"First, we make sure he cannot scream." Lucien said with a smirk.

"How do we do that?"

"What do you use to scream, mon amour?"

Duchemin's eyebrows jumped.

"Yer th-oh… D'you wanna do it or…?"

"Non, please, after you."

"Right." Mundy removed his helmet and dropped it down to the floor before cracking his knuckles.

"Here." Lucien went behind Duchemin and lifted his head slightly.

"Thanks, love, here we go…!" Mundy clenched his fist and punched Duchemin's throat so hard that the criminal choked violently. He was sent in a fit of coughs that made his face turn crimson. "That's for the alligators. They aren't stupid, you mongrel, they're more intelligent than you."

Mundy spat at Duchemin's face. Lucien let go of his head and he lowered it, panting for some air.

"Now, I may get my tie back." He removed it off of Duchemin's mouth and the man coughed. "After you, Mundy."

"Right, listen here you piece of filth." Mundy crouched to be at eye level with the rascal. "Ten years ago you went to buy some land here in Oz to pump some oil and sell it. It was not that far from here actually, in what became a massive oil extractin' facility, remember that?"

Duchemin nodded weakly.

"But there was a farm on that land, wasn't there? You sent letters, made phone calls more and more frequently. You even sent blokes almost everyday to try and make those farmers give up their house and their land, but they kept on refusin', didn't they?"

Duchemin tried to clear his throat and his voice came out as a thin thread of air.

"Oui… Yes… They did… But what are you two… doing?" He coughed more. "You're the singer… and you… You're his lover - argh…"

Mundy's eyebrows jumped. Of course, without his balaclava, Lucien was Lulu in the eyes of Duchemin.

"We will come to that. Go on, mon amour." Lucien tapped Mundy's shoulder.

"So then, what happened, eh? After months of harrassin' the couple of old farmers, hm? What did you do, you worthless piece of filth?"

"I… I… Got them killed…"

"Yeah, you got them killed by burning the house and the farm, while they were inside, screamin', afraid, two old, defenseless people. Did you ever stop to imagine what it felt like for them? To burn alive? Completely trapped? Devoured by the flames, hm?" Mundy was speaking in low growls, frowning and clenching his teeth.

"Of course not… I didn't care and I still don't… Do you realise that the rest of my men will soon be done with the animals and will come to end you?"

"I think they are fairly busy, Arthur." Lucien answered, peaking through the lock of the door.

"And I don't care." Mundy added. "Lu'? your lighter."

Lucien tossed his silver lighter at Mundy.

"Here."

"Thanks. Now, look here Arthur." The Aussie said and took the kukri from his belt again. He slashed through Duchemin's chest vertically and swiftly. His clothes ripped off and he yelped as the blade met his skin and sliced. "Oh, sorry mate, didn't mean to cut you, I wanted to leave that to Lu', he likes that kind of stuff."

Lucien observed keenly as Mundy flicked the lighter open and a flame sprang up.

"You'll find out today what it feels like to burn alive, mate."

Duchemin's breath started accelerating.

"Help! Help me - argh!" Mundy punched his throat again for him to stop shouting.

"You can yell as much as you want. The noise of your bloody sirens cover your cries, mongrel." Mundy got the lighter closer and closer to the criminal's skin, who could hardly believe what was happening.

And Lucien watched, his jaw dropping. He had never imagined someone as shy and sensitive as Mundy could be cruel. And yet, what he saw that day terrified the Frenchman. Duchemin yelled, jerked his head, and thrashed on the chair, spraying the sweat that had beaded on his brow left and right as Mundy let the lighter trail along his naked chest slowly, along the scar that he had freshly made with the kukri. The blood trickled from the long, straight opening and it seemed that Mundy couldn't hear nor see the pain he was causing. Him, who could feel the pain of others, even for animals, he was hard as steel.

Lucien couldn't believe his eyes. He walked around to see Mundy's face.

Merde. He thought.

Tears were silently streaming down the Aussie's face.

"Those people you killed like a coward, they were my parents. Honest folks, farmers, they used to help the poor with the surplus that we had. Mum used to knit clothes for the orphans. She used to make jams and pies for them. Dad always gave a hand to other farmers and people around. He was really good with mechanics. He used to repair cars, tractors, pretty much anything."

Lucien didn't dare intervene even though the sight broke him.

"And you killed them. Good folks, who did nothing wrong, who asked nothin' of you, hell, you didn't even know them…! But you burnt them." He paused and sniffed, completely ignoring Duchemin yelling his lungs out. "I should have been there. I should have helped. But I had some work far from home. When I came back home, I saw the massacre, I saw the firemen, and when they told me that they found remnants of people, I fell to the floor. Like a sheila. My knees couldn't carry me."

The lighter moved in languid waves along the criminal's skin, punctuating Mundy's speech.

"At the burial, there was nothing to bury. To sell the house, there was nothing to sell. For my life, there was nothing more to live. Whatever I'd live, I'd live it without them. They counted the most and they weren't there anymore. And it wasn't because they did something to deserve it. It was just because you wanted to get some oil."

Mundy wiped his face with the back of his hand.

"They died because some random French fuck wanted some bloody oil…"

He sniffed but his hand kept on steadily holding Lucien's lighter.

"It took me ten years to come out of the grave you should have thrown me in, with them. Ten years eaten out by the guilt, eaten out by regret. I've been hating myself for ten years for a crime I didn't commit. I felt like shit and stopped living for ten bloody years because a worthless good-for-nothing piece of shit burnt my life down. I accept that I'm a crazed gunman, I'm nothing but a lunatic who knows how to shoot people from far away, a coward with a rifle. I deserve what you did to them more than they ever did."

He sniffed again.

"Wanna know the best bit? They aren't even my real parents. They found me and adopted me. Those folks were so nice that they took a baby with them, fed him, raised him, educated him, for him to become nothin' more than a crazed gunman."

Mundy closed the lighter. Duchemin's face was drenched in drool and tears, he was breathing heavily and couldn't move. His head was jerked back. He couldn't do anything but endure.

"You killed my parents ten years ago. And by the end of this, I'll make sure that there's gonna be as much as you left as my parents." Mundy put his palm flat on Duchemin's chest whose eyes snapped wide under the pain. The Aussie was crushing the burning skin below his fingers. "But first, let Lu' do what he wants to you. I need a break."

Mundy stood back up and thank God Lucien was next to him as his knees wobbled.

"Oh, be careful… Here take my cigarette case." Lucien slipped it in Mundy's hand and the latter nodded.

"Sorry… Sorry I'm shit at this."

"Non." Lucien went to whisper in Mundy's ear. "You were perfect. Torture is a difficult exercise for the nerves, it is normal. Go and smoke if you want."

"I feel like shit."

"Your stomach?" Lucien asked.

"Y-yeah…" Mundy looked at Duchemin again and he realised only now the atrocity of what he had just done. "Oh-" He put a hand on his mouth as he gagged violently.

"I'm here, don't worry, it is fine."

Lucien supported him while the Aussie went to a corner of the hangar and gave back the content of his previous meals.

"Oh… Sorry… I'm just… Ugh…"

"It is fine, I understand, no need to explain. Come here and sit down." Lucien helped him walk not too far from Duchemin to keep an eye on him and made him sit down on the bare concrete floor. "Take deep breaths, I am here, it is fine, it is completely normal, mon amour."

He stayed with him a minute while Mundy let his head lean back on the wall and closed his eyes. Lucien knelt on the floor and delicately wrapped his gloved hands and his arms around Mundy's head before hugging him dearly.

"Je t'aime, Mundy. Je t'aime à la folie. Je ne sais pas si tu comprends à quel point je t'aime. Tu es fou de faire ça avec moi, tu es fou et je suis fou de toi et de ta folie."

[I love you, Mundy. I love you madly. I don't know if you understand how much I love you. You are mad to do this with me, you are mad and I am mad about you and your madness.]

He kissed his hair and brushed it repeatedly and slowly.

"Luv'?"

Lucien looked down.

"It's ok, go ahead."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Go and give him hell, ok?"

Mundy's pale face was sharply contrasted with his beautiful, yet still weak, smile.

"I promise." Lucien answered and kissed his brow before letting go of his lover and walking over to the centre of the hangar, where Duchemin had seemingly passed out.

Lucien snapped his fingers next to his ear and the man tied to the chair opened his eyes.

"Ugh…"

"Arthur Duchemin, may I introduce myself? Oui? Oui, you are listening. Please stay conscious, I would like to get my message across as much as my dearest friend here did. You know me as Lulu, but maybe the name L would ring a bell?"

Duchemin's eyes snapped wide and he went more pale on the face.

"I see it does! Fantastique! My reputation precedes me and I see you are well versed in secret business. As you know, I am a spy for la Douce France, Agent L, pour vous servir." Lucien bowed.

[I am a spy for the sweet and lovely France. Agent L, at your service.]

"Now, you might wonder why I am standing in front of you now, hm? Although if you know my name, I guess you know at least parts of my story. Oui, it will be story time again I am afraid. I know how boring these can be but pray pay attention and I promise to make it short. Well, I will make the story short, maybe not the rest."

He started pacing the hangar, turning around Duchemin on the chair in circles.

"You… L?"

"Oui, me L." Lucien comically exaggerated. "Mon Dieu, I thought you were French, please. Our language has a more elegant way of arranging sentences than that…"

"You're not… Retired?"

"Oh, I see you know this part of my story, interesting, interesting indeed. I used to be retired, it is true. But as always, when there is an impossible task, the people high up call back the good old classics, hm? Let us face the truth: spies nowadays are not trained like we used to. We used to not be trained which made us extremely adaptable! It was fantastic the things we could come up with back in the days! But now, non, they have to go through all kinds of tests and absurd training that all but destroy their creativity. Being a spy is like being an artist. We are given impossible tasks that no one else but us can carry out, because no one else has the talent to do it without getting killed or caught."

Lucien took his butterfly knife out of his pocket as he went on walking in circles around Duchemin who breathed loud and groaned in pain. The spy played with his knife without looking at it, letting the blades roll around his gloved fingers.

"Oui! We are magicians, masters of arts that would have us imprisoned, jailed or locked up in an asylum, if we weren't employed by the highest authority of our country. But I hear you ask, L, where is this all going…?"

Lucien stopped in front of Duchemin. He grasped his hair and pulled his head straight to face him.

"About a decade ago, you ordered the robbery of a bank, quite well executed I must say, and as your employees were chased by the police, they ran over a woman and a child. Oh, hold on… "

Lucien let go of Duchemin's head and it flopped forward.

"Mundy, my cigarette case, please?"

The Aussie threw it back at Lucien.

"You didn't smoke?"

"Nah, stomach's still a bit funny, maybe a bit later."

"Fair enough."

Lucien opened it and retrieved the picture.

"Here, look." He pulled Duchemin's head back up and waited for him to look at the photograph. "Her name was Marie, his, Jérémy. They were my fiancée and my son, the two loves of my life."

Lucien put the photo neatly away and closed the cigarette case before turning and throwing it back at Mundy, who caught it with ease.

"Your goons hit them with a black 4-by-4 as they were being chased by the police. Of course, you wouldn't know about this as they made it out, you took the money and fled, setting foot in Australia a few months later if my memory serves me well. I did read your file, you see?"

"Kill… Me…"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not yet, we still have to talk." Lucien smiled and Mundy's blood froze from where he was sitting. So that was Lu's natural habitat, eh? That was his job, his routine?

"As I was saying, your goons ran over Marie and Jérémy. I was at the window, a block or so away from all this and I watched it all happen before my eyes: Jérémy starting to cross the road after a few people, Marie behind him. She heard the car turning at that corner, leapt at Jérémy to put him to safety, got hit first by the bonnet of that black 4-by-4, ejecting her metres away from where the impact happened and crashed on the asphalt, on the other lane. I rushed out, shouting, yelling my lungs out, tears running uncontrollably down my face as I cried their names. Once I arrived at their side, Marie closed her eyes and shed a single tear at the sight of Jérémy's lifeless body in my arms."

Lucien sighed.

"I held them when the ambulance arrived and barked at them, threatening to kill them if they touched my Marie and my Jérémy. It was after those events that I decided to retire. I quitted everything and rented a small flat in Paris, a city that I never loved, and by then, I completely detested it. Like Mundy here, it took me ten years to come back to my senses."

Lucien opened the grey uniform.

"You see this suit?" Duchemin frowned. "It took me ten years to put it back on. I lived in rags for ten years. I gave up shaving and cutting my hair. Anyone who saw me thought I was a beggar. No one knew who was the drunkard roaming the streets silently at night, a long bushy beard and equally long unkempt hair, a bottle of undrinkable alcohol in my hand. I was wandering, roaming the streets and drowning the pain of my loss in what would have killed me, surely."

Mundy's jaw dropped. Well, he didn't know that about Lucien…

"Non, no one knew who I was or why I was like that. No one knew that they could thank me if their mother tongue wasn't German anymore. No one would understand anyway, hm? No one would understand that the greatest spy France has ever had could go through the pain of losing the only family he ever had, the one thing you cannot pay with money, the feeling of security, of building something that would run beyond you."

Lucien paused and Duchemin raised his head.

"But here we are, hm? You, le petit fils de pute who killed my family, my only family."

[The little son of a whore]

Lucien opened his blade.

"Did you catch their names Arthur?"

Mundy was genuinely scared. Lucien's eyes shone as coldly as his blade. Duchemin didn't answer.

"ANSWER ME!"

"AARGH!" Duchemin wailed as Lucien sharply planted his blade in the hostage's thigh.

"SAY THEIR NAMES!"

"AARGH!"

Lucien dragged the blade deep in his thigh all the way down to his knee.

"MARIE! MARIE AND JÉRÉMY-AAARGH!"

He finally wailed.

"Now listen." Lucien calmed down abruptly again and removed his blade that he wiped on Duchemin's shoulder. "You will spell their names letter after letter."

The criminal was all out of tears, he sweated profusely and the heat of the pain made his burns ache more.

"SPELL IT!" Lucien shouted and planted the blade in his other thigh, sending Duchemin through another fit of uncontrollable wails and sobs.

"M! M! ARGH! M!"

"BIEN!"

[GOOD!]

Lucien put the blade against Duchemin's chest and carved a capital "M" through the burns that Mundy had already made. The Aussie looked the other way. He couldn't see any more of this. His stomach didn't have anything else to throw up. He just heard Lucien shouting repeatedly "Next!", and Duchemin yelling another letter. The criminal's rhythm slowed down after each letter. It was too painful to go on. But did Lucien care…?

"You haven't finished, Arthur! What comes after? Come on!"

The man was surviving on sheer adrenaline and the mad hope that his guards would find him before he died. But each time he started fainting, Lucien would slap him powerfully across the face. He removed his gloves and dropped them to the floor. Mundy looked at them, they started to absorb the blood that dripped from the chair.

"Do you know why us spies wear gloves?" Lucien asked. "It is to not leave any fingerprints. But this time, I shall allow it. Let the world know that Mundy and I are responsible for your death, that we are ridding this planet of the scum that you are, enfoiré de fils de pute! NEXT LETTER!"

[Fucking son of a whore!]

And it lasted for more. Mundy heard the wails and they quieted down more and more. By that point, Lucien had rolled his sleeves up, and was oscillating between mumbling and shouting on top of his lungs, all of that in French.

Eventually, Duchemin fell silent, which surprised Mundy. He raised his head and saw Lucien slap Duchemin hard, but the man didn't wake up.

"RÉPONDS, ENFOIRÉ!"

[ANSWER, MONGREL!]

Mundy looked at Duchemin. The man had passed out.

"RÉPONDS! ARGH!"

[ANSWER! ARGH!]

Another slap but no success.

"Love…" Mundy stood back up and went to Lucien. "He passed out. Nothing you can get out of him."

"RÉPONDS!"

[ANSWER ME!]

Lucien took Duchemin by his shoulders and shook him. His limp head bobbed around but the man was unconscious.

"Stop!"

Mundy pulled Lucien back and his blade fell to the floor.

"I can't let him die, not now, I have to make him suffer more!" Lucien pushed himself forward to free himself from Mundy, like a mad rabid dog that the Aussie was holding back with a leash.

"Lu'?" Mundy pulled him back.

"... He doesn't understand, he doesn't feel it, he doesn't get it, he doesn't-"

"Lu', stop!"

"He must understand, he must realise, he must-"

"ENOUGH!"

Mundy's roar echoed in the empty hangar and silence fell around them as Lucien suddenly realised how far from a human being he had behaved.

"Merde… I am sorry…"

[Shit…]

He clawed his fingers in Mundy's chest, holding on to the uniform jacket and the Aussie pulled him into a hug.

"It's alright, I'm here now. Calm down. He's passed out, he can't hear you."

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"

"What are you apologising for?"

"I never wanted to show you this side of me."

Mundy looked down and saw that Lucien's hands were covered in blood, his hair was ruffled too. The Aussie lowered his head and kissed his lover through his silky locks of hair.

"It's alright, love, I'm here."

Lucien parted from the embrace.

"Merde."

[Shit.]

"What's wrong?"

"Listen!"

Mundy looked around them and pricked his ears. The sirens had stopped and he hadn't realised it. All he could hear was voices shouting. But it wasn't panicked shouting at all.

"They managed to put the beasts to sleep I guess. Can't hear them anymore."

"Oui, but they are looking for him now." Lucien pointed at Duchemin.

"Hey! I heard some voices in here!"

The voice came from right outside of the hangar, on the other side of the door. Mundy looked at Lucien with horrified eyes.

"Bugger, they're here, what do we do?" Mundy whispered.

"Go behind that door to your right. There are stairs that will lead you upstairs. From there you will have a clear shot on them. Put them to sleep or kill them, it matters little." Lucien answered.

Mundy's eyebrows jumped. He was surprised by Lucien's answer.

"What? What about you?" He asked back and they heard the guards trying to break in.

"There is no time, mon amour, go!"

"I'm not going without you!" Mundy insisted.

"Mundy, go! I know what I am doing! I have to hide Duchemin so that we can finish this somewhere else!"

"What?! Just kill him and let's get the hell out of there, we're not gonna drag him, are we?"

"We are. I will get this man to suffer more than what he put all of his victims through combined! Now go!"

"Ok, alright."

Mundy trusted the long experience of the spy. After all, he was the expert and a very good one if one was to believe his reputation. No doubt he knew what he was doing. Mundy readied his rifle in his hands and turned on his heels.

"Wait, Mundy?"

"Yeah?" He turned back to Lucien and the Frenchman threw himself at the tall Aussie, he grabbed his collar with his blood soaked hands and pulled him down violently to kiss him. It took Mundy completely by surprise.

But Lucien quickly withdrew.

"What was that for?" Mundy asked, confused. This was the last moment to share a proof of love.

"For you to forgive me." Lucien said.

"For what?! Look, whatever it is, it's fine, it's ok, just be quick!"

Lucien let go of his lover's collar and Mundy ran upstairs. He positioned himself at the window above the guards who were now trying to break the lock of the door.

"Here! The C4's planted, that door's gonna go, get away!"

Mundy heard one of the soldiers say and he started shooting but as he did so, the guard triggered the explosives.

The door blew up and away.

As did the rest of the hangar.

#tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #sniperspy #SBT

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prixxiey · 4 years

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Hi! I made this angsty HoneyMustard drawing and decided to make a story to go with it!

Read it here or on my Ao3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26338630

❤️ Enjoy❤️

Title:

Hoodie

Words:

1658

Summary:

Red is afraid of being in a relationship. It's too dangerous. It was a one way ticket to getting hurt...

That's why he needs to end it.

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Red growled lowly as he paced the floor of his room. That asshole! Who needed him anyways! Sittin’ in Muffets with that drunk monster hanging off of his arm..

“Screw him. Stupid mother..argh!” Red flopped onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling blankly. Sure, its not like him and Stretch were even together now, but it had only been a week! One!

And...sure, Red was the one that had broken off the relationship...But! He needed to keep the taller skeleton from hurting him. Stretch laughing and talking to that girl just proved Red’s worries! If he was over Red that quick, what would have stopped Stretch from doing shit behind his back?

“I don’t need him...fuck that lazy, smiley, bastard…” Red hissed lowly, rubbing at his eye. He wasn’t crying, just...had something in his eye…

“Fuck..” Red whimpered softly as he rolled onto his side. As he turned, the skeleton noticed something within the darkness of his room. A dull orange color laying on his floor…

Frowning. Red shakily got up and walked over to the offending object. Had it always been lying there? Red had spent an awful long time in his room as of late..but then again, the skeleton’s room stayed so messy it was a surprise he knew anything was in there.

“Why the hell did I keep this…” Red muttered to himself as he picked up the faded orange hoodie. For a few minutes, all he did was stare at the clothing in his hands. Then, he slowly brought it to his face and breathed in..God..it still smelled like Stretch.

Cigarette smoke and honey flooded his senses.

Before he knew it, Red was sitting back on his bed, his jacket discarded and the over sized hoodie enveloping him. It was 3 sizes too big for the short skeleton, but Red didn’t care. He let his phalanges brush over rough holes in the sleeves. All of Stretch’s hoodies had cigarette burns in them like these.

As Red sat there, the tears came rushing back. It wasn’t his fault...Stretch was just gonna hurt him if they were together. That’s how relationships work. Red grew up knowing that everyone’s out to hurt you..physically and emotionally. Only idiots let themselves get screwed over…

The conversation still felt like a fresh wound…

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“What..?” Stretch’s voice was a mix of confusion and an emotion that Red couldn’t place. The shorter skeleton glared at him. It wasn’t hard to hold eye contact with the other monster, as Stretch was lounging on his couch. Red had debated just taking the cowards way out, sending a text to do this…

“I said I don’t wanna be with you anymore. You got shit in your ears or somethin?” Red hissed, arms crossed over his chest. Stretch slowly sat up, watching Red like he was a cornered animal.

“I heard ya, honey..Just..can we sit and talk about this? Did something happen…?” He asked slowly and calmly. It pissed Red off.

“Fuck no” He growled, taking a step back as Stretch stood up. He never understood why he was so tall. Stretch was a Papyrus, but stood taller than Red’s own brother by at least a head. “I don’t wanna talk. I’m done. There’s nothin’ to talk about”

“...This is about your world, isn’t it…?” The way Stretch seemed to be staring into his soul was nerve wracking. “You don’t wanna let yourself be happy cause of how fucked things were where you’re from…” He continued, making Red internally flinch. The shorter skeleton kept an annoyed expression, though.

“Wha-” Red took another step back, mentally planning out his escape route. Something deep in his mind said it was stupid to think Stretch would hurt him, but the rational side of his brain told that thought to fuck off. Why wouldn’t Stretch want to hurt him? He was breaking up with him.

Stretch seemed to notice something was off, because he frowned and took a step away from Red. He held his hands up gently, that odd look in his eyes again.

“Hey, its okay. I’m staying over here…” Stretch mumbled softly. “I...This is your decision, Red. I’m not gonna do anything to make you stay with me. I want you to be happy, alright? If you want us to be done, then we’re done…” he continued. Red stared at him and huffed, nodding.

“Good. We’re on the same page...and tell your fucking brother to leave mine alone.” Before Stretch could say a word, Red took a short cut back to his house. This was right. This was what needed to be done. He wasn’t going to let himself get hurt.

---

Hot tears were streaming down Red’s face now, as he took another breath of honey and smoke...Of Stretch. The skeleton didn’t know what hurt more now...the idea that he had to leave to protect himself, or the pain of actually leaving. Now all he had left was a fucking hoodie that was already losing the scent of its owner.

Red felt so pathetic.

A knock at his bedroom door startled him into a growl, staring down the offending object like a kid caught with a cookie jar. Red’s brother had been harassing him since the day he came back from Stretch’s house. He was probably coming by to tell Red he was being an idiot...again.

“Fuck off Papyrus! I’m not in the mood to deal with you right now!” Red growled defensively. There was a long pause on the other side of the door before Red’s soul dropped.

“Ya know, you’re not wrong , but you're wrong” That was not his brother. Standing up, Red walked briskly to the door and yanked it open. Standing there was a tired looking Stretch. His sockets widened slightly at the sight of Red. Oh…

Red was still wearing the hoodie.

“Hey honey…” Stretched started, his eye lights staying locked on the shorter skeleton’s face. At hearing the nickname, Red glowered at the lanky monster.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” he hissed, face flushed red from both embarrassment and from his crying. Stretch was silent for a second before he shoved his hands in his jacket pockets.

“Your brother called me. Uh..something about your magic flaring up and you being locked in your room…?” Stretch trailed off. Red blinked and slowly looked back into his room.

It was a mess.

Sure, Red’s room stayed a mess...but it was destroyed. The wallpaper was ripped and his furniture was strewn around with his clothes in varying stages of destruction. Well...shit. Slowly, Red looked back towards the other skeleton, sweat beading on his skull.

“Mind if I come in…?” Stretch asked. For what seemed like minutes, but was surely only seconds, Red stared up at him. Then, with a huff and a feeling of defeat, the shorter monster took a step back, letting Stretch inside.

Red retreated to the familiarity and safety of his bed, which was one of the only things left untouched in the ruined room. The door shut after Stretch walked inside, but it didn’t really matter. Their eyes were adjusted to existing in low light anyway. Stretch approached the bed slowly, like he was walking towards a frightened animal. Though, that comparison would work for Red in this moment.

“Can I show you something, Sans..?”

Red wasn’t sure what had him more flustered, Stretch sitting less than a foot away form him..or the fact that he wasn’t using their nicknames...but his face felt hot as he glanced at the skeleton.

“Whatever...s’ a free country” Red muttered, unsure of where Stretch was taking this conversation. The shorter monster waited and felt his breath hitch as a light filled the area around them.

It was his soul.

Red knew he shouldn’t stare..pulling out your own soul like this was so...intimate. In Red’s universe..trusting someone this stupidly was a straight shot to getting you killed. His face reddened more, eye lights flitting from the soul to Stretch’s face.

“I- What-” He whispered, but even that sounded loud in this silence.

“Check me” Stretch said simply, his soul floating casually between them. Both skeletons were the judges of their respective universes, and kept their souls locked away tightly. Red had never checked the taller monster and he had never been checked himself by Stretch. His brow furrowed as he did as instructed.

Papyrus. Lv 1. 1 HP…

*He loves you.

Red flinched at this revelation. Of course something deep in his own soul knew this already...but it was so terrifying to accept the truth. For some time, the two just sat in silence. Red was fighting an internal battle with himself, but one side finally won. His hand trembled and sweat beaded on his skull as he tried to will his soul out.

“Stop” Stretch grabbed Red by the hand, stopping the soft glow that was starting to form. Red’s eyes snapped up, brows scrunching together with hurt.

“Shh...it’s not what you think, honey. You aren’t ready for that. That’s okay. I wanted to do this, but I don’t expect it back from you” The taller monster murmured softly

“You’ve gone through too much. Showing me your soul is just gonna make things worse. I’m happy to wait as long as you need, but...I need you to know I’m never gonna hurt you. We can take things one step at a time in this thing we have. Just don’t push me away when you’re feeling scared…” Stretch continued. Red gulped and glanced away, hesitating. Those thoughts of survival told him that Stretch was lying, that this was all a ploy...but one look at that soul innocently existing between them.

“...I...Alright…” Red murmured, lacing their hands together. Things wouldn’t change over night, but this was a step in the right direction.

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Core

“No I am not, just working on this Wolfbane file.”

"Ooo~ cool. Can we check out that book we were looking at before? Or does this place not work like a library."

Core

“I trust Shatter to bring it back, so yes you may borrow the folder.”

"Sweet thank you" She sits on the floor crosslegged flipping through the folder. "Which do you wanna get next tonic?" "Oh, um orion?" She flips to that.

Core

It was in the ‘adventure time’ au.

she looks to shatter who said that. "Ah, alright. Wonder if we'll meet fin. Its so weird meeting fictional characters haha! "

Core

“Well we just need to find this hunter.” Shatter said.

"Maybe its fin." She jokes. "Shatter would you do the honers of taking us there?"

Core

Shatter made a portal. “Says here ‘hunter princess’”

"Bubble gum! Kidding, is hunter princess what they call her?" She goes through.

Core

“It literally just says hunter princess, forest, adventure time au.”

"So helpful." She slides down a little hill in the forest. "Hunter princes! Wherever you are come here"

Core

“What do you want?” A voice sais

"oh uh, you have a gem?"

Core

“Yes I have the jewel you seek, but it’ll cost ya.”

"yeah, and what's that."

Core

“The feather of a cockatrice, get me that, and the jewel is yours.”

"Random. Why?"

Core

“It can heal cancer, and also be used as a spell ingredient.”

"what's this spell than?"

Core

“Turn people into stone.”

"sure.... whatever yeah we'll get that for you." chara waves her hand. "were can we find it?"

Core

“On a cockatrice, it lives in the desert.”

"k" she turns and they go to the desert "how big do you think this chicken is?" she asks shatter

Core

“18 to 50 feet, but my form is 25.” Shatter said

"that is a big chicken. we should bring it back for horror."

Core

“She would eat it, but watch out for it’s eyes.”

"yee i know sis, medusa chicken, i'm ready."

Core

“I have an idea, when we find it, I’ll turn into a mole and kick sand in it’s eyes.”

"sounds good. it is freaking me out a little that it lives in the desert."

Core

“Why?”

"well there's nothing here. it's not like it burrows, does it?"

Core

“Cockatrice are cold blooded, so it is perfect.”

"hmm, they must be pretty hardy." chara points "hey is that it?" in the distance there's a figure.

Core

Shatter looked and saw familiar plumage. “Yep.” She turned into a mole and dug underground

Chara laid low and watched

Core

She appeared in front of the bird and kicked sand

The bird shook it's head and glared at the mole relizing there were no eyes it got mad and looked for another victim

Core

Shatter assumed she got both eyes and turned back to normal.

The creature turned to their good eye, luckily shatter turned into a cockatrice just in time, the twos ability balancing out

(Stare down of the cockatrice.) Chara had been trying to sneak to the back of it and pluck a fether. She was close

Core

Shatter kept the cockatrice’s attention, though that wasn’t very hard since it turned out the wild one was male. (Sorry not sorry but he is trying to flirt)

(Lol) Chara gets ready to jump and right after she pluck it she did, right over the two of them and started to run to tonic.

Core

Shatter then attacked the male, showing she was NOT interested

"Woooo!" Chara runs and grabs tonics paw while waving the feather in the other hand.

Core

Shatter nodded and started to run off, noticing the male following.

Chara didn't look back so she didn't notice until she wondered what was making shatter as far back as she was.. "hurry up shatter?" She calls.

Core

Shatter used her wings to jump up and kick the male,

Chara heard the male cry out as shatter gouged his chest

Chara's curiosity wins and she looks back making sure to look low.

Core

Shatter killed the male, turning back. “He wouldn’t take a hint!”

"Oh I think he took it shatter haha!" She goes back and gets a couple more feathers for fun. "Alright let's get back."

Core

Shatter nodded, following

When they got there chara waves the feathers at the princess. "There you go. Why do you even have the gem if you're willing to give it up that fast?"

Core

“Getting the feathers is not that easy.” The woman said, tossing the blue gem to Chara

"OK better question, where did you get the gem?"

Core

“This lady with floating hair and glowing eyes gave it to me.”

"Didn't she tell you not ta give it away? Cause dang."

Core

“She told me find someone worthy.”

"Cool. Guess we win~" she sets the gem in, bright red color slowly dies down as it settles in. Chara spins the outside ring.

Core

It landed on pegasus

She showed shatter with a smile it glowed yellow.

" pegasus huh." Chara says "wonder what it'll be like"

Core

“Says Dracopedia AU, so more feathers.”

"well a'ight. not sure exactly what that means but i like surprises. let's go" chara says.

Core

“Also be careful, this au has my most dangerous forms

"eh, we're fine. we've got you."

Core

“True.” Shatter shrugged, making a portal to the mountains.

the three of them enter, it's late at night with a new moon making it pretty dark. the three of them made their own light for each of them. "okay, so, where is this thing?"

Core

“Well it lives in the mountains, so somewhere here”

"do these kinds of pegasuses... like, make nests?" chara asks

Core

“Kinda?” Shatter started, turning into an eight legged lizard large enough for Chara and Tonic to ride up the steep slopes. “They make large areas of flat stone to roost.”

"huh." chara hops on with tonic. "you have good night vision in this form shatter?"

Core

‘Actually it’s pretty decent, this is a Saharan Basilisk by the way’ she said, climbing up the slopes

they climb until they hit the top where it flatten out. there is a cliff in front of them they'd have to climb to get higher.

Core

Shatter looked around, sniffing the ground

the watch starts to glow indigo again. tonic holds it in a certain direction and it gets brighter.

Core

“I got a scent” Shatter said, turning the same direction. And bolting

tonic looses there balance almost falling off shatter's back. chara leans forward holding tight. "weeee! hahah " chara squeels.

Core

Shatter used her tail to help Tonic stay on as she climbed

shatter climbs up some of the cliff but than the sent is to the right. she can't see anything that way but the sent clearly leads that way.

Core

She turned to follow the sent, the basilisk’s eyes were small so this form mainly relied on scent anyway.

the cliff ended there, the mountain side dropping drastically. the sent came from inside the wall they climbed on, there was a spell of some sort on it it seemed as shatter touched it, the wall quivered.

Core

Shatter used her tail to snake the wall, again and again.

*smack

the harder she hit it the more it pushed back, like counter.

Core

Shatter growled at this. ‘You two get off for a second

there was a small ledge that they were able to stand on, though it was very thin they both did as they were told, tonic's light helping a lot.

Core

Shatter went over and started digging, something this form was great at

she could see that the spell was a bubble and went all around the protected area, even in the rock.

Core

Shatter bit at it, trying to tear

that was the most effective as the bubble's crease she made with the bite turned a light green

Core

She shook her head as she continued to bite

she eventually got through that, a bit more rock in her way before she could go into the grotto. shatter could hear sounds coming from in there. tonic inches their way over to where shatter was watching.

Core

Shatter dug through the rock with ease, once she made a big enough hole she went and got Tonic and Chara

the inside of this little hide away was quite nice. very cozy. there was a young looking Pegasus on the ground under some kind of animal pelt.

tonic and chara go in, chara looking around and finding gems. "oooo" she bends down to them and sees a little dragon there. much younger than the Pegasus. it was garding the gems

Core

“Dragonettes?’ Shatter questioned, confused. ‘They are domesticated so that must mean-‘ Shatter said before screeching as an arrow went through one of this form’s small eyes.

tonic jumped in surprise before bolting to where the arrow came from intending to rip up who ever did that's arm or whatever.

Core

He saw a male human. “Watch our you two! Basilisks are deadly, I’ve never seen one this far from the desert...” Shatter scratched the arrow out, blue blood stained that side of her face.

tonic bit into this guy's arm and pulled him to the ground.

Core

The guy had on armor. “What are you doing imp?! I saved you!” The man said, throwing Tonic into the dirt. Shatter heard this and hissed, raising her spines. She now could just barely see anything

tonic shook their head. "No! don't hurt her!" tonic growl/whines.

Core

“And why not?! They are dangerous!” The man yelled

Core

(He’s so cute argh!!! Shatter you better protect the bean!!)

"She wasn't hurting anyone." They say firmly. "Who are you?" Tonic asks sitting up. (Yee shatter, tonics gonna get in all kinds of trouble.)

Core

“It is after my steed! And I am Orion, rider of the winged horse.” He said.

"Funny that, we just met the representative of orion somewhere else." Tonic says quietly. "Do you mean that filly? It's hardly a steed."

Core

The horse seemed to hear this and charged at Tonic. Shatter heard the galloping and quickly got over Tonic, using herself as a shield.

Tonic being the skittish thing that he is jumped again. tonic tries to reason with the man saying they didn't know what they were doing and they were just looking for something. Chara saunters out of the cave thing holding the small dragon in her arms petting it as it purred watching the spectacle.

Core

It was a hatchling, fire red and covered in black spots, The man calmed down the horse, who and a golden collar with an indigo gem in the center. Shatter stayed over Tonic.

Tonic looked to shatter as if questioning if they should ask for the stone.

Core

Shatter nodded softly( Night)

"um... sir? That is actually what we're looking for." Tonic points to the horses neck. Chara steps over to them.

Core

“The gem? Do you have the ring?” He asked.

"Yes." Tonic nods as chara fishes it out of her pocket and shows him.

Core

“I see, well...” he took the gem out of the collar. “This is yours then.”

Chara's hands are full or else she would have taken it it, tonic takes it instead. "Why are you giving it up so easily?" Tonic asks

Core

“That barrier is not easy to get through, not to find it in the first place. You passed the test.” He said

Tonic looks unsure but thanks him anyway. Chara pats the dragons head until it hears the filly make a sound and flies over to it.

Core

Shatter turned back to her normal form, holding a hand over her left eye.

Tonic motioned for shatter to go down to their level

Core

Shatter was sitting down. “Oh, you are a shapeshifter.” Orion said “No shit Sherlock.” Shatter hissed, salty because eyes took forever to heal.

Chara giggles and goes up to pet the pegasus. Tonic heals shatter's eye with a drop of magic form their claw.

Core

“It needs to heal naturally, otherwise it may miss details.” Shatter explained to Tonic The Pegasus stomped a foot.

Tonic pouts and cuddles next to shatter instead. Chara copies the pegasus.

Core

Shatter sighed. “You two okay if we stay here until my eye heals?” The Pegasus snorted

"Fine with me" Chara says. Tonic shrugs

Core

Shatter laid down, closing her eyes. “You know, my core is blind.”

"Yeah? Why do you bring this up?" Chara asks while inspecting it's wings

Core

“Well, the first thing I ever saw was death, made me not want to see any more, but, I’m glad I can see you and Tonic.” Shatter said with a slight smile

"Awwwww~ break my heart, shatter!" Chara grins pulling at the wing to see how it bends. Tonic placed their head on shatter's belly resting with her.

Core

The Pegasus smacked Chara with its wing. Shatter continued to just chat. “Remember that other Nightmare? I think that’s because the Norse au shares the same creator as ours.”

"That so? Guess that'd make sense hm?" Chara shakes her head from the hit. Surprised by how soft the feathers are.

Core

“Yeah, in some of the aus with actual stars are limited, but rather interesting. One is where everyone is like opposite, then one where Dream and Nightmare swapped, one were the apocalypse happened, one with medieval kingdoms, and one where Geno and Dream made this deal.”

"What kinda deal?" Chara leaves the horse alone.

Core

“Not sure, but that au is a lot different from the others because of it.” Shatter explained

"Hm." Chara sits by shatter and starts to play with the loose rocks nearby. Orion and his pegasus head back to the hideaway

Core

“And one au, stars are bio weapons.” Shatter added

"Like you?"

Core

“No, no. Like robots with a soul stone core, you know, made by humans. Let me tell you that the one with the blades is ridiculously fast.” Shatter explained

"I'd bet. A star made only for fighting would really be something scary. So shatter, I'm a little foggy on bioweapons, it means using living things like germs or whatever to fight other living things? So even though they are made by humans they're still alive. Right?"

Core

“Well, it literally means ‘living weapon’ so anything alive, and they are.” Shatter said

"Uh-huh, how did they make them?"

Core

“Don’t know, I left fairly quickly.”

"Aw, that's too bad."

Core

“You would leave too if you were getting your ass kicked by something too fast to hit.” Shatter defended herself

"Not blaming ya, but it's still a shame. What was this star's name? Cause it's reminding me a lot of shadow lol"

Core

“C-5.”

Tonic fell asleep, "i'ma call her carma with a C. I hate the stupid code names. Anyway, what was your favorite place you've visited shatter?" Chara checks her soul with the small peice of gradients core sticking out of it still. The spread of the green seems to have stopped though. Lv 15.

Core

“Hmmm the jelly shroom forest.”

"sounds squishy."

Core

Shatter opened her eyes, the left one now healed. “So, ready for the next one?”

"i am but looks like tonic passed out."

Core

Shatter looked and chuckled, picking up the sleeping boy. “Well, next is dragon, so chances are it’s going to be here.”

draco's color glowed a silvery white with a tint of red. chara looks at it "i'll take your word for it, but i'd find it strange she'd hide two in the same world." tonic shifted in shatter's arms getting more comfortable.

Core

“Well, I told you before, this world is one of the most dangerous.” She reminded. “We should really stay here until Tonic Wales up....”

The watch's brightness stayed steady. "I say we go into their little cave if they'll let us."

Core

“We’re fine right here.” Shatter said, setting Tonic down.

"whatever. you know that thing could be out for hours. why don't you just wake them up?"

Core

“Because that is rude.” Shatter said.

"pfff, fine. maybe the dragon will come to us."

Core

“Not likely...” Shatter said

chara lays down with a huff.

Core

“Sorry, I know you are excited.”

she grunts as a reply.

Core

“Look, how about truth or dare in the meantime?”

"sure, how's that work? i made up shit when i played that with asy."

08/13/2019

"I never got to play with other humans. I just watched them sometimes."

Core

“Well, I say truth or dare, then you choose to answer something with only the truth or do a dare.”

"Uhhhh okay truth"

Core

“Are you using me?” Shatter asked, rather seriously

Chara was instantly shocked. She opened and closed her mouth unsure what to say.

"....uh.." she laughs it off. "I thought this was supposed to be fun?"

Core

“Yes that is the general purpose, But it is also good excuse to get answers,” Shatter said

She blinks. "And if I refuse to answer?"

Core

“You get punched in the arm.”

Chara groans. "Shatter! Come on! I don't even think I know the answer to that!"Tonic stirs from the noise before falling back asleep.

Core

“Then you accept the punch?”

"....I guess."

Core

Shatter punched her in the air hard enough for it to sting. “Your turn

She rubs her arm disheartened with a sigh. "Truth or dare?"

Core

“Dare.” Shatter said

"I dare you to wake tonic up so we can fucking leave."

Core

“Fine, Fine.” Shatter said, gently shaking Tonic. “Come on, wake up sleepy head.”

Tonic slowly shakes their head and blinks at shatter half alseep.

"Yes shatter?" He asks yawning.

"Shatter's being mean to me so I made her wake you up."

Core

“Sorry, “Shatter apologized, I promise you can rest on the way.

"Mmm, okay." Tonic wraps their arms around shatter's neck closing their eyes again.

Core

Shatter carried Tonic like a backpack. “You got the ring?” Shatter asked Chara

"Sure do." She holds it up as it shines brightly to the north.

Core

“Well, the sea orc’s lair is north..” Shatter said

"Alright." She walks that way. Unnaturally silent for her

Core

“Hey, Sorry if I made you upset.” Shatter said

She shrugs. "...It made me mad that I don't know the answer. Not your fault."

Core

“Oh, I see, well do tell me when you figure it out.”

"...fine." They see the orc's lair ahead of them. Murmuring can be found in that direction.

Core

It was a cave surrounded by water, Shatter turned into a lapras. ‘We have to be careful of rocs.’

"Yeah I'd assume seeing the name. Think they captured the dragon?"

Core

“No, rocs are giant birds, they might They to eat me in this form.’

"Well then get out of that form stupid?"

Core

‘What else do you expect me to use? Rocs will eat anything I do!’

"Try a laprass? How big are these things?" She looks around to see one.

Core

There was what looked like a cliff, at least 1500 feee tall, it opened an eye and stretched out it’s wings. ‘Shit!’

"WOOOW!" Chara squeals. "SO PRETTY!!!"

Core

The roc looked over, seeing shatter. ‘Shit! Shit! Shit!” Shatter hissed, diving down

"Shatter! Look how cool it is!"

Core

‘It’s not cool!’ Shatter said as the roc flew into the air, watching the water.

The roc blocked all light out from the sun that was coming up. "Shouldn't we just leave??? Why the hell are you diving?"

"I feel tree cover would be better!"

Core

The roc dove its talons into the water and caught a whale, easily lifting the giant mammal into the air.

"Yeah, like that." Chara dunks her head under trying to find shatter but she sees nothing untill she notices a faint light that she assumes was tonic on shatter's back.

Core

‘Wasn’t me!’ Shatter cheered as she surfaced, letting Chara on her back so they could head to the lair

Tonic shakes off like a dog and chara gets on with them. "How fast did you dive?"

Core

‘Fast enough apparently.’

"Yeah sure." They get to the shore of the cave. Chara hops off into the black sand.

muttering is much louder on the shore. Chara sneaks around to the edge of the cave.

Chara sees a big gathering of orcs circling something, chara's not sure what it is. She quietly relays that info to shatter.

(These are sea orcs)

"perhaps. If the gem's in there that'll make this difficult. How strong do ya think these are?"

Core

“Well, a freybug won’t work... but a naga will.” Shatter said before turning into a cobra with four arms and a scorpion stinger at the tail

"so we're just gonna crash that party?"

Core

‘Hell Yeah’ Shatter hissed slithering over

Chara follows, they notice them right as they enter the cave and start making screaming like sounds at shatter and chara.

Core

Shatter was highly venomous in this form and would paralyze her victims

One of the orc's came over (Wait so, the orcs are in the water in a cave on the island right?) Jumping out of the water and whipping their tail at shatter's torso knocking her of balance.

Core

The cave is like the one kyogre is in)) Shatter hissed as she used her four arms to spin back around

some of the orcs go on the land to attack, biting at shatter's legs. Another snaps at chara as she hops on it back

Core

Shatter quickly nabbed the one that was going to attack Chara.

It slams against shatter as the others do something similar as back up. Chara desides to go check what they were circling while they're destracted. Chara manages to get around most of them as they attack shatter. There's a big pool of blood fogging the area making it hard to see what's inside.

Core

There was a red gem in the water. Shatter’s teeth weren’t for tearing to she had to resort to her claws and stinger.

Chara darted into the fog grabbing for the gem she saw a glimpse of. As she waved her arms in the blood she hit chunks of flesh and bone. She eventually got what she wanted though it was covered in fleash. She swims up unharmed and calls "shatter! I got it let's leave!"

Core

Shatter turned back and teleported to Chara before teleporting to Tonic

they get out and the orc's aren't happy about that as they search for them, shatter and the others are on the other side of the lake, pretty safe from being found. "wooo! that was fun!" chara says as she wipes the gore off of the gem.

Core

“Sure, for you.”

"don't be like that. it's not like you got very hurt!"

Core

“True, but I was more worried about you.”

"yeah well you shouldn't be..... shatter? would you hate me if i was only using you?"

Core

“No, I don’t think I would, I don’t think I could at this point.”

"tch. well you should."

Core

Shatter shrugged, “it’s not the first time and it won’t be the last, I’m just glad you are actually a great friend.”

( there's the color list, i got rid of the dog and bull cause they're too similar to wolf and touros. )

Core

Shatter started to say something and sighed, before looking at what was next; (file above)

(so that's the dog? or what?)

Core

(Greater dog)

Core

“Yeah but this is a different kind.”

"Right. I guess we'll just have to see when we get there." Tonic says nuzzling into her shoulder.

Core

Shatter nodded and turned into a lapras again. ‘Come on Chara’

She makes not a sound and gets on the lapras's back.

Core

Shatter swam across the shore

Chara stands on her shell looking into the water

Core

‘Truth or dare’

Chara shakes with anger 'shut up.' Though tonic couldn't hear them they could see the tension between them.

"Ummm. Did something happen while I was asleep?"

Chara rolls her eyes. "No, it's none of your concern "

Core

‘I’m just trying to lighten the mood.’ Shatter said

'Because that worked so well before.'

Core

‘Ok, how about I make you something? Like chocolate?’

'Not hungry shatter. Like i said before, just forget it.'

Core

Shatter sighed as they reached the next shore

Tonic and chara get off, this shore is very muddy. The watch calls for the next stone with a pure red color. Tonic looks around "which way shatter?"

Core

“There are some plains nearby, drakes normally live there.”

"Oh, so there's many of them?"

Core

“Well there are tons of drakes, hydras are rarer.”

Tonic nods and starts trotting through the plains.

Core

They saw some creature’s run past

Tonic looks back to make sure shatter's there before they go close to the animals.

Core

Shatter was trying to make up with Chara

"Shatter! I'm serious, forget about it!" The drakes land near the group seemingly curious of them and the light.

Core

(Drakes can’t fly, they run)

( dheidbdksbd, kk. I was thinking of a different critter. Want to send me a pic.)

Shatter growled at the pack.

They sniffed and snarled at shatter's hostility

Core

Shatter turned into a war Drake, different from these Common Drakes, she had her tail down, a sign she wasn’t interested in a fight

They weren't wanting a fight either, but they did seem interested in shatter's transformation and tonic in general. One nudged against tonics head with its snout.

Core

Shatter raised her tail and growled, lowering her body, showing she was defensive about Tonic like he was a pup

It didn't listen to shatter as it pushed tonic to the ground starting to lick them. Tonic giggled pushing it away.

Core

Shatter growled at this, showing her disapproval to the pack

They back off, as this isn't their territory and they were just looking for food to bring back to their group leader (the hydra)

They start to leave and drag the prey they already had.

Core

Shatter growled softly. Before sniffing the ground

Tonic shakes off the slobber and joins shatter attempting to smell for the gem as well though they can't smell anything

Core

‘Got the scent, come on.’ Shatter said, running towards the source

They both follow quickly

Core

One of the packs look outs saw shatter enter their territory

It made a howl like sound and instantly a a new group of drakes came after the group.

(meet pickett)

august 14 leo

Core

Shatter growled and kept herself in between the pack and the others

08/15/2019

The pack reached them, nipping at shatter and roaring, telling them to get lost.

Core

Shatter had more armor and sharper teeth, but she was outnumbered.

One rammed into shatter knocking her over, the drake climbed on her and started ripping st her neck.

Core

Shatter used her strong back legs to tear at her attacker’s stomach, her long claws meant for traction on land, thinking quickly she turned into a Shedu, or a winged lion, the natural predators of drakes. ‘Ok, I’m done playing fair

The drake's belly was pretty ripped up and it backed away as much as it could looking up at the shedu. The other drakes still had a job to do, no matter what, so even though they hesitate they attack her again anyway. One got a good grip on one of her wings.

Core

Shatter spun around and attacked the Drake, swatting it.

the cerberus noticing the trouble it's pack was in, grabbed the gem hiding it in its mouth, and sprinted towards the group. It seemed to be able to talk through telepathy. It clearly wasn't it's power, but given to it by someone else. 'Get out of home' it growled like an angry child.

‘Not until we talk!’ Shatter hissed, roaring at some of the drakes

One of the cerberus' heads ordered the pack to back up. The head on the right said 'there nothing to say! Trespass!'

Core

‘Only to find you!’ Shatter hissed,

they relax except the head on the right. The one on the left asks 'what want stranger?'

Core

‘We are after the gem’s of Singularity.’

'Can't have, it master's' says the middle 'important to master.'

Core

(So far the highest points is 20 with the exorcist) ‘Yes, But we found her ring, and wish to restore it.’ Shatter said.

The heads talk amungst eachother before looking at the group silently. Chara grows sick of it. "Well??? Make up your damn mind! Can we have it or not?" The head on the left says 'must check worthiness' 'Destroy shedu nest.' The heads all nod in agreement.

‘You want me to destroy a Shedu nest? They are an endangered species, how about I do you one better? A bull hydra nest.’

(That tail tho) 'hydra's don't bother pack. Must be shedu.'

Core

‘Fine, But only one cub, I do not want to be responsible for the extinction of a species’

'Than no deal.' They nod and turntail.

Core

‘Ugh Fine, I’ll destroy the nest!’

'Good' head on right than says ' back before sundown or test failed.'

Core

‘Fine...’ Shatter huffed, letting Chara and Tonic on her back

They climb on and chara sticks her tounge out at the beast as they run in the direction of the nest.

Shatter flew up to the nest. ‘They didn’t say we had to kill the cubs...’ Shatter told herself as she tore up the fur padding that made the nest. (This is a white Shedu)

(A roc☝️)

There were four cubs shivering covered in their moms shed fur watching shatter confused. The Cubs had little fur and if they were to leave they would certainly freeze.

Core

Shatter changed the nest, destroying the old one.

One of the cubs grew more curious and went up to shatter, they'd never seen a non artic of their kind. It made a little cub sound as if questioning her.

Core

Shatter chuffed nudging the cub back before flying away

"...shatter?" Tonic asks. "I don't think... that'll be good enough for the cerberus."

Core

‘They said destroy the nest, and I did.’

‘They never said I couldn’t fix it later’

tonic shrugs and enjoys the ride, not sure about that.

When they get back the cerberus is instantly unpleased. 'Didn't do as asked!'

Core

Shatter landed. ‘Yes I did, you never said I couldn’t rebuild it, nor did you say I had to kill the cubs.’

The cerberus is angry about the miscommunication. 'You know what ment! No gem until what asked is done! Whole nest! We watch, do it right.' The one who game them telepathy also gave sight sharing.

( *gave them)

Core

‘Fine!’ Shatter hissed, flying back. ‘Chara, can you keep the cubs warm?’

"Yeah."

Core

‘Ok, Shatter landed by the nest. There were three cubs

'Where is the other one?" Tonic asks.

Core

Shatter looked around and saw it fell off the cliff. ‘Poor thing.’

"more like dumb thing." chara says getting off her back and gathering the other cubs.

Core

‘The wind up here is bad’ Shatter explained, waiting for Chara to get the cubs before tearing up the nest

"shouldn't have been so close to the edge." after shatter's done chara makes a bubble and puts them in it. than she puts a fire around it to keep them warm. the babies can't break the bubble but a mom surly could.

Core

Shatter made her work quick. ‘Can you leave them here in the bubble?’

"yeah, they'll be fine."

the cubs scratch at the walls of the bubble.

Core

Shatter felt deep guilt leaving, but got herself to do it

when they get back once again the Cerberus just glares at them. it spits out the gem onto the ground. it's given up on it's communication and considers them strong enough for the gem anyway. if the cerberus could have told them better it would have meant 'kill all the cubs available. but it didn't so pff'

Core

Shatter took the gem.

"alright then." chara holds out the watch to shatter.

Core

Shatter placed the gem.

it fit into place and started to call for the golden quezlequatle.

it was clear that that gem wasn't in this world.

Core

Shatter looked at the file, ‘I’ve never heard of this au’

shatter opens a portal to a very dark space similar to the void. in the distance there is flashing lights changing colors. "weird place" chara says.

Core

Shatter walked through, cautious

the other two follow and the portal instantly disappears as if it didn't ever exist. as shatter tries to make another portal she's unable to. she can still shapeshift though.

Core

Shatter paused

this place echos like crazy and chara's having way too much fun with it. she starts by stomping on the 'ground' and than starts yelling nonsense. "SHATERR! THIS IS AN AMAZING ECHO!"

Core

‘I can hear that.’ Shatter smiled

chara walks to the flashing lights and they emit a song per each structure. she taps one and it blinks off.

"Hm.. I bet we need to recreate a song. The question is what is the song." Tonic steps on a tile that makes a 'bloop' sound

Core

Shatter turned into a Chatot and repeated the sound

Core

(Crazy Idea: T.G. Au Dream and Nightmare would always fly at night together because it made them feel like all the pain of having to hide was gone, but one night Dream kept her jacket on and said she wasn’t in the mood, Nightmare shrugged it off and flew, Dream watching from the rooftops. The next night, Dream told Nightmare she was tired and it was overcast. This time her sister was concerned and asked if anything was wrong. Dream forced a smile and told Nightmare that everyone was ok. Later that night as the two slept, Dream had a nightmare where she was flying during the early morning and a wire net tore up her wing, she crashed down, exposed to humans who tore off the wing. Dream woke up in a cold sweat, pulling the blanket closer to her as she looked at her sister. The third night came and Dream still didn’t want to fly with Nightmare. “What’s with you recently?” Nightmare asked. “It’s nothing, I promise, you just enjoy yourself.” Dream replied. “Stop lying to me Dream! You haven’t been able to sleep, and haven’t been eating either!” Nightmare said to her sibling who tugged on her own jacket sleeve. “Why won’t you fly?” “I’m sorry, but I don’t want to tonight.” Nightmare went to Dream, picking her sister in the air. “Why are you continuing to lie to me?!” “I’m sorry!” Dream said as her jacket fell off, revealing her left wing was gone. Nightmare in shock landed, Dream quickly hid her bloody back with her jacket, looking down. “I’m sorry Nightmare...” It’s based on a new song I added ‘Two birds on a wire’)

As chara pushed more buttons something was chamging. The area they were in seemed to get smaller everytime something was pushed.

Core

‘Hold on...we might get squished’

Chara stops. "Have a better idea genius?"

Core

Shatter looked at the floor, before turning into Ironhide. Then stepping in the correct pattern. “Simple key puzzle, typical of Nintendo games.”

( look at this new boi I got.) Chara cocks her head as a way is opened. "How'd you know the melody though???"

Core

“The height of the plates, it’s minimal but enough that I noticed.”

Chara then noticed and huffs. "Fiiiiine" she goes through the gateway and is transported to a forest area with ghost like creatchers. Also there's a frog just sitting there. Chara goes over and pokes the frog. It makes a croak but doesn't move

Core

(The creature is Bioweapon!Killer) “An echo forest?” Ironhide asked

One of the ghosts came up to iron hide looking down at her.

Ironhide sat down. “Hey buddy

it made gurgling sounds and shrunk down seemingly sitting aswell. Tonic went off on their own to try to find clues to the gem. The watch doesn't glow in this au. Tonic comes appon a street with a bunch of traffic cones blocking the way.

Core

Ironhide turned into Plasma, her ghost type form.

A bunch of other ghosts that look similar with different colors gather around shatter. Chara picks up the frog and it turns into a small egg. If she puts it back down it turns back. "Hehe. Cool."

Core

“They are wisps....” Plasma whispered

#rp chain #ignore me #long

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co0k13swonderland · 4 years

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“ You 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 and I 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 for it. I put you 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 and you 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅 it 一 Set fires to my forest & you let it burn. Sang off key in my chorus 一 'Cause it 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 yours. I 𝑠𝑎𝑤 the signs and I 𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 it ; ”

𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲: lose you to love me

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 1,151

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: moon & cat (main), keith cheshire (secondary ), cat's ex, dae, shay(mentioned),

𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲: angsty but with a happy ending

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: cat moves on from her failed relationship.

𝗱𝘁: mia

“And now the chapter is 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆

And now it's 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝘆𝗲 一 it's 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙮𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙪𝙨. ”

The song playing in the background described Cat's last relationship perfectly. She needed to lose him in order to love herself. She was in Moon's car, after the talk they had this morning and after months of constant bickering around this subject, Cat was finally ready to do 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

She first took a trip to her father's house. And there, in her old room, as all the memories of him and her came back, she cried for a while, letting it all out, as she should've in the first place, two years ago when he left her. But she didn't. She kept on holding onto him and onto the blame she felt and the guilt and the "not good enough" feeling that hasn't left her ever since he left. Whatsoever, she knew it was time to move on now.

Deep down, in her heart, Cat knew that Moon was right. She needed to stop hurting herself with the illusion that boy created. He wasn't perfect as she pictured him to be, their memories together weren't as romantic as she always said they were. Catherine romanticized everything, fooling herself, letting that man mess with her heart and head. She saw all the red flags but chose to ignore them, desperate for someone's love and attention. But not even him could give her that. And at that moment she didn't understand. Instead, she only blamed herself for not being good enough for him to stay. But now, as she packed his hoodies and leather jacket into a box, ready to donate them and as she tore all the pictures apart, letting go of the painful memories, she finally understood that it wasn't her fault. And that she was good enough. She was good enough.

"Dad?" she called out as she went downstairs with the box and a trash bag, "There's a box of clothes that you can give to the Hatter, I'm sure he'll find good use of them. And a bag you can throw later," Cat put the box on the dinning table and the bag, full of ripped pictures, next to it. "Sure thing, kitty-kat. Don't you wanna stay for lunch though?" her father asked, looking up from the painting he was in the middle of creating. "No, I'm sorry, I have to do something else, but me and Dae are coming home for the weekend. "

Her dad grinned, his signature grin, and nodded, happy to hear his kids were coming home to spend some time with him, "See you then, kitty."

She waved her father goodbye, before going to the train station, ready to go back to Moon's house. It never takes long, especially since in Wonderland everything works off magic.

And now, Cat was going to the Enchanted Lake, to dispose of one last thing. She managed to convince Moon to let her play some music until they would've got there but she ended up replaying the same on song for the whole trip. "Thank the Queen that the roads were clear and that it was a short trip, Cat. Otherwise that song of yours would've-"

"Made you go crazy? I'm sorry!" she giggled, getting out of the car as well. The lake wasn't truly populated. On Sundays, everyone goes to watch the flying games. So, the duo was greeted by silence and a few water nymphs who were braiding each other's hair on the rocks.

"Shall we take a boat?" Moon asked as he looked around for any boat that was in good shape.

"Well, of course. Unless you'd rather swim, but judging by your clothes, you're not prepared for a quick afternoon swim. " Cat laughed, rolling her eyes as Moon attempted to move a boat away from the shore. "Just get in the boat, Moon. The transportation is going to be way easier than you trying to push that thing onto the lake."

As soon as the two of them were all settled in the boat, Cat told Moon to throw the food he bought into the water and as soon as he did that, they were able to see how a small water dragon came to eat it - as a thank you, the dragon pulled their boat until they were in the middle of the lake.

"So why are we exactly here, Cat? You refused to actually tell me."

" We're here to tell you a story and to officially let something sink onto the bottom of this lake. " she said, pulling out a shell necklace, a gift she got from her ex. She squeezed it in her hand on more time, before she made sure Moon was paying attention as she started to talk again, " There were a girl and a boy. She met him as the high school started. He was the cousin of her twin's girlfriend. The one everyone warned her about. The so called bad boy of the school. No one liked him but she couldn't understand why. And so, as she was used to search for angels inside of demons, she befriended him. And he was nice with her and for a moment, in time, she thought it was all perfect. But it wasn't. He left her, for weeks, without saying anything, he lied to her, made her believe he actually loved her as much as she did. The truth was that she was a kid who had no idea what love actually was. She was just a girl who made mistakes just because she was low on self esteem. But now, after realizing her good friend Mune is right, she finally did the next right thing and let go of the past. The end. "

At the end, Cat was grinning and Moon was rolling his eyes, "Mune, really? And you really had to talk about yourself in the third person? By the Gods, Catherine! However, I'm happy you finally let go of that guy."

"Me too," she spoke, sincerely smiling. Cat looked at the necklace once more before dropping it in the lake. She felt as if a huge pressure was lifted off her shoulders. She held onto something that was harming her for too long. And now, she was finally free.

"What now?" Moon asked, as he threw some more food in the water, for the dragon to come.

"Actually, I've told Shay I'm going to his place and we'll order some food. You can join us if you want. "

"And be the third wheel, no thank you."

"Moon! Me and Shay are friends. Like me and you. You wouldn't be the third wheel, Gods. It'll be a fun hang out between friends on a Sunday afternoon. "

" Mm...no. I have plans. "

"What plans?"

"None-of-your-business-plans."

"ARGH - I'll push you in the water!"

"Yeah, sure - WAIT, NO, NO - CATHERINE! "

#oc #Ocstory #oc story #original character #original work #original writing #my writing #writing #writers on tumblr #excerpt from a book i'll never write

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petri808 · 4 years

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From a Man Scorned

Assholes to lovers or enemies to lovers trope I guess lol. Thank you @diabl0sstuff for your help ;)

Bakudeku. Izuku can’t take the bullying anymore, he’s gonna make Katsuki acknowledge him or else... But things take a twist he’d never expected and they learn just why Katsuki had pushed him away all these years...

“What are you looking for Midoriya?” Ochako questions the man who’s rummaging through the kitchen cabinets.

“Oh, hello Ochako-chan!” He blushes at the bubbly girl. “It appears I ate the last of my snacks,” he frowns, “guess I need to make a run to the store.”

“Awww,” she pouts too, “I ran out yesterday.”

“Wanna go with me?” He asks her, “shouldn’t take long.”

“I would, but Mina needs help with her homework.” She taps her chin, “but I did overhear Bakugou talking about a trip to the convenience store tonight. Something about Family Mart having a sale on energy drinks.”

Izuku’s eyes light up, “that’s perfect! They should have the latest Shonen Weekly out as well!”

“If I give you some money, could you pick up Hana Yume for me and some snacks?”

“Of course!”

“Great! I’ll be right back, my money’s in my room.”

While he waits for Ochako to return, Izuku watches as Katsuki comes down from the second-floor dorm area. The man goes over to Kirishima and Kaminari, chatting briefly while putting on his jacket. A twinge of heartache settles in Izuku’s chest at the sight. Katsuki even cracks a grin at whatever they were talking about. It wasn’t fair. For years he’s watched this same scene unfold, different people, but the same old Kaachan. Not the friendliest guy, but when he’s with those he considers friends, the light in his eyes always pulls a spark of jealousy from Izuku. He wanted to be one of those friends.

He could never understand why Katsuki wouldn’t be his friend. Even before his quirk came in, the man always treated Izuku poorly, and once it became clear that he would be quirkless, the taunts became worse, hence the nickname of Deku or useless. Despite it all, Izuku continued to try and befriend Katsuki. Their mothers had been friends since they were infants and encouraged the boys to be the same. His own nickname for the hot head of Kaachan was simply an endearing derivative. Katsuki hated it though because it also meant mother. ‘I’m not your mother!’ he used to scream at Izuku. No, he clearly isn’t his mother. But the nickname stuck.

“Sorry to keep you waiting!” Ochako flies down the stairs and hands Izuku a short list and cash. “Thank you again, I really appreciate it!”

“It’s no problem,” Izuku smiles.

Thank goodness Ochako had come down when she had, for Katsuki had already left a couple of minutes ago alone. Izuku pockets the money and rushes out the door. At first, he doesn’t see which way his friend had gone, but checking both directions, he finally sees the faint outline of Katsuki heading towards the southern campus exit. Izuku takes off at a full sprint to catch up.

“Kaachan wait up!” Izuku calls after his oldest friend as the man walks along the sidewalk away from the dorm. “Are you going to the store, can I walk with you?”

“Flake off nerd, I don’t want your company,” the man responds without turning around, continuing to walk away. All he wanted to do was get his energy drinks and snacks at the convenience store and get back to the dorms. He knew that taking Deku anywhere with him would add time to the trip cause the boy always ended up glued to the magazine rack and that really didn’t appeal to him.

“But I need to go to the same place as you.” Izuku reaches out to put his hand on Katsuki’s shoulder to slow his steps. He was heading in the same direction anyways. “I’ll just be…”

“I said fuck off Deku!” Katsuki rips the man’s hand off his shoulder.

There was no rhyme or reason to it, but something in such a simple move snaps Izuku’s mind. All he had wanted to do was walk to the store with his friend. What was so bad about that?! He could be perfectly fine with Kirishima or Kaminari, or really everyone else, but not him. Every time! Why did Katsuki have to be so mean to him?! Dammit, he was tired of being bullied by Katsuki. All his life being bullied by this man for no valid reason except for what, because he’d grown up quirkless? Bullshit! This one small retort levelled in anger cracks the normally positive young man. He was like a man possessed by the spirit of wrath ready to call upon the hellfire’s to avenge him.

“Kami I’ve had it with you Kaachan! All my life I’ve tried to be your friend and all you’ve ever done is pushed me away! You can’t handle the fact that I’m now your equal can you, is that why you keep pushing me away?!”

Izuku is seething, furious couldn’t explain the intensity of anger coursing through his veins as he stares Katsuki down. His body was electrified, and his quirk surges within his lithe and cut frame. He was done with all the bullshit! It was time to end this with Katsuki once and for all. Either the hot head would acknowledge him, or he would taste the full wrath Izuku was ready to unleash. Forget about the favor he was doing for Ochako, he didn’t care that a simple store run has just turned into a grudge match.

Katsuki laughs, this was just Izuku, he reasoned, really, what was this boy going to do to him, throw a tantrum? “Tch. Equal my ass you fucking nerd! And what the hell do I need a mumbling dork like you as a friend?!”

That was it!

“Fuck you Kaachan!” White-hot energy red with desire, percolates like snakes over Izuku’s skin. Green lightning explodes around him making his eyes glow. It was all too quick for Katsuki to react before punch after kick is landing full-bore over his body. Izuku was out of control, turning on 50% of his power without a millisecond of thought. A spinning roundhouse to an uppercut sends Katsuki flying backwards into the concrete wall, leveling 10 feet of it. All the while screaming with every nasty thing the man had ever said or done to him. It fueled his drive. Fourteen years of pent up resentment unleashed in seconds on an unsuspecting man.

“Are you kidding me?!” There’s no way that Katsuki was going to let Izuku best him so easily! It takes a second to collect himself and get over the shock, but he launches himself from the concrete rubble with blasts from his hands directly at Izuku. Izuku braces for the impact, ready and willing to throw down. The failing light of the day was about to be lit up like a Christmas tree.

By now, the sounds of destruction had caught the attention of their classmates, and several were peeking out of the front door, while others on the upper floors were glued to their bedroom windows. It was intense! The flurry of activity out on the lawn was at a fever pitch. You could barely see what was happening, only streaks of green or white and blasts of orange or red whipping around like a ping pong ball being thrashed back and forth. These two were unloading on each other, and all their classmates could do was pray they didn’t take the building down with them.

Katsuki sets up and fires a pinpoint shot at Izuku, but the man dodges and sends blackwhip to grab him before he can reload. “Argh!!” He fights against the shadowed bindings that trap and pin his arms to his sides, screaming, “You dirty bastard!” Izuku throws him towards a wall, and just as he’s about to hit, he manages to light up his hands at his sides and face them towards the wall, propelling himself away. Katsuki’s arms are still pinned to their sides but he succeeds in playing keep away with the shadow and the wall.

“Ugh!” Frustrated, Izuku drops Katsuki from several feet in the air.

The man drops and rolls, popping back to his feet with a taunting smirk.

A showdown ensues, each staring, daring the other to make a move. Calculated attacks were both their specialties, but that always flew out the window when they’d fight, more so on Katsuki’s end, but today Izuku was a different man on a mission.

Izuku balls up his fist, “I hate you Kaachan!”

“I hate you Deku!”

Explosive punches sent at the same time and in the same breath of words collide in a massive index. The shockwave created send both men flying backwards. Izuku lands in a tree, cracking it down the center and Katsuki takes down a lamp post. Sparks fly when the bulb hits the ground and explodes. The brief pause in the fighting allows onlookers to see some of the extent of the damage. Both men look like hell and are covered in bloody cuts and bruises. The damage to the property was by far just as bad. Large craters and disturbed earth, concrete walls ruined, and now a tree and lamp post added to the destruction. It was a miracle they’d managed to stay away from any actual buildings.

Izuku scrambles to his feet as Katsuki’s pushing the lamp post off of himself. They were both exhausted and running low on energy after going after one another at such full strength. He walks up and stands above his old friend, clutching his arm where it had collided with the tree, just staring and expecting the man to get up. But strangely, he stays down.

“Oi, get up,” Izuku taps the man’s foot with his own. “Or are you conceding?”

Katsuki had to finally admit that Izuku has grown a lot since those days as a quirkless nobody who’d follow him like a fanboy. It was the first time… he was looking at him like the fanboy, or more like admitting it to himself. There’s always been a deep, dark secret as to why he’d pushed Izuku away all these years and one he didn’t know if he was ready to divulge.

He lets out a deep exhale. “You win Deku,” Katsuki looks away. There was no malice in his tone, no animosity, just a tired man who’s accepted fate. “You win okay?”

‘OH MY GOD I BROKE KAACHAN!’ Izuku’s jaw drops. He was shocked. Katsuki doesn’t relent. Something was wrong!

A bubbling feeling pools in Katsuki’s gut the longer Izuku stares at him. It may have only been seconds that were passing, but it sure felt longer. The man fronting him had gone through fifty shades of red. What was up with Deku?! First, he was so pissed off, he flew at him in a rage and now he was standing there like an idiot flushed or blushing. Ugh! Typical Deku!

Izuku drops to his knees as the gravity of the situation hits. He’d just beat the hell out of his oldest friend. The boy he’s always looked up to and admired, and one he held on a pedestal right there along with All Might. Blood was seeping out of a cut near Katsuki’s temple and another staining his pants leg. His left eye was bruised and swollen, clothes torn in so many places revealing more bruises and cuts marring his skin. All the anger Izuku had been feeling evaporates. This was his friend. They may not always get along, but whenever shit hits the fan, they still had each other’s backs.

“Kaachan…. I’m so sorry….” Tears well up in his eyes. “I-I don’t know what came over me.”

“Tch, figure’s you’d apologize nerd. I ain’t been the nicest to ya so there’s no reason to be sorry. Besides, you look like shit too.” Izuku’s eyes, brightened by the moisture clouding them along with the silly sad look on his face made Katsuki’s heart flutter. He looks away as a light tinge of pink spoils the serious expression he’s desperately holding onto.

Katsuki sits up with one leg straight, the other bent, checking over his own condition. His body ached and stung worse than any fight he’s ever had with a villain. He runs a finger over his split lip, licking at the wound, and flinching from the sting. Izuku really got him good this time. It almost brought a swelling of pride to know who he’d chosen…. Katsuki shakes his head, ‘don’t do it, don’t do it!’

“Please forgive me Kaachan,” Izuku extends a hand to Katsuki, “I’ll help you to medical.”

When Katsuki looks up, his resolve withers away. He didn’t know if it was the scant light of a lamp post haloing Izuku’s head, the bright flash in his friend’s eyes, or the dimpled smile… the stupid, goofy smile that is the epitome of Izuku’s innocence that finally cracks Katsuki. Okay fine! There’s no point in denying it. He’s in love with Deku and has been for a few years. This irritating mouse with a heart of steely gold that was everything he wasn’t. A yin to his yang in terms of personality who’s been with him through thick and thin since they were in diapers.

“Okay.” Katsuki takes hold of Izuku’s hand, gripping it, but instead of letting the man pull him up, he pulls Izuku down so hard it sends him off-kilter.

“K-Kaach…” Izuku’s stumbles, his hands flying forward in an effort to keep himself from falling onto the man.

The hand Katsuki has gripped, he moves and places against Izuku’s chest to slow the man’s decent, while the other swiftly runs over his cheek, fingers sweeping past to the back of Izuku’s head, and pulling downward. Katsuki raises his own head and meets the man halfway, letting their lips collide. ‘So soft…’ why was he surprised?

Off in the distance, they could hear muffled yelling, but neither of them could understand a word Aizawa was yelling. The whole situation was a mind blur. Izuku was in blissful disbelief that Katsuki was kissing him, kissing him! And as he lay there prone and propped between the man’s legs, all he could think about was how surprisingly sweet Katsuki tasted. Stupid thoughts, ‘Must be the nitroglycerin…’ He never wanted to stop kissing this man! Until now, Izuku had never thought of his old friend in such a way, but things can and do change.

Katsuki puts an arm behind his head as a pillow, as Izuku gives in and relaxes completely against him. The other enjoys its place, cradling and running its fingers through Izuku’s unruly, but velvety green hair. Everything about this man was soft and pliable, so much so that Katsuki imagines molding to Izuku in ways that would make any one blush. Izuku fists at his shirt, and that brings a twinge of pleasure to Katsuki to know he was just as into him as he was into Izuku.

“You really can’t rid of me now,” Izuku teases.

“Yeah…” Katsuki responds with little kisses at the corners of Izuku’s mouth, “don’t remind me…”

By the time Aizawa and All Might arrive, the two men were still lip-locked and making out right on the edge of the sidewalk completely oblivious to the crowd of students that had finally felt safe enough to venture out of the dorm building. The two teachers, usher the students back in amid camera clicks, then assess the damage. The destruction was evident all around the area, including the boys themselves who looked like they’d been through a war. Tomorrow, they would mete out a punishment, but considering these two boys had finally found a truce, who were they to break things up just yet…

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anangelicday-mrwolf · 4 years

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Wolfsbane : Noblesse Fanfic (post-ending)

(previous chapter)

Chapter 11 – Awakened

‘How can this be? How can I fall asleep? I can swear I took the tonic in the right dosage!’

As his medical expertise kicked in, Frankenstein speculated about the chance that the components of the tonic were below acceptable range of quantity, since he had used a new species of wolfsbane. He ruled out the option soon enough, however.

‘Not likely. I took extreme caution with the quantity of components, since I was working with a new sample. Besides, it worked fine for the past few days.’

Standing in the reenactment of his most feared phenomenon, Frankenstein endeavored to comprehend the situation. Yet he was interrupted by dark purple wave that spurted out in a circle around him, his face stiffened upon the soul-shredding shrieks.

At last... We’ve found you.

At last.

Until when did you think you could hide from us?

Billions of souls from the Dark Spear began jabbing words at him, their tone so very ominous and vicious, so very obvious that they had been waiting for this moment.

When it comes to a cold tug-of-war, first comment is the key. Knowing that, Frankenstein flexed his centuries-old poise.

“God, this is unbelievable. I know how much you folks love me, but nobody would welcome too much love.”

As always, his trick was super-effective.

Shut up! Shut UP!

You dare to stay arrogant, you thick-skinned fiend!

We shall see how long you can keep that sickening smile of yours!

One day we will bring judgment upon you!

And when we do, it’d be no use begging on your knees for our mercy!

‘Beg for mercy? Me?’

Though he was literally trapped in his nightmare, Frankenstein released an amused smile. For centuries has he nurtured his immunity against Dark Spear’s threat. He would rather give up on his name than beg for the weapon’s mercy.

“Too bad, but not happening. There’s no way I’ll be begging for your mercy, not even if you fillet my entire body or wrench my head off my shoulders.”

Frankenstein pictured the Dark Spear getting blinded by its fury, which would render its control weak and allow him to regain his body.

Kekekeke... There you go again, Frankenstein.

You want to upset us. Again.

But you’ve forgotten that we were originally humans. We still have the ability to educate ourselves.

You’d got to do better with your tongue if you want to keep those taunts of yours functional.

And it looks like you thought we’ll get you by directly laying our hands on you.

But now we know how to bring you down once and for all.

How to make the best revenge out of you.

How to make you devastated like never before.

The Dark Spear spoke something Frankenstein has never heard from it before, successfully wiping his face clean of a smile.

Just then the surface of nothingness began to brew in red. Before he could even bat an eye from what he was seeing, from a corner not very far from him sanguine fluid exploded and gurgled in a huge ball.

The crimson projection, seemingly molded with blood and guts of a living creature, was carved into a humanoid shape. Upon the spot where facial profiles would have been if it were a real human, fine structures began to stand out more and more distinctly.

To Frankenstein’s shock, they were sculpted into exact features that Raizel possessed.

Frankenstein......

To Frankenstein’s horror, the bloody Raizel emitted a sound very much alike to the actual noble’s voice, causing Frankenstein’s brows to skyrocket towards his forehead.

“Mas...”

STAB!!!

Before Frankenstein could utter a gut reaction with a term now made instinct for his lips, dark purple spikes wrecked through bloody Raizel’s body from behind, because of which bloody Raizel spouted blood from its mouth and collapsed.

Bahaha! Just look at his face!

I told you this would do the trick!

Just you wait, Frankenstein! This is only the beginning!

We’ll soon bring the same punishment upon all you hold dear!

We’ll make sure your reality is much more vivid and horrible than your nightmare!

Frankenstein’s dismay, so striking he felt as if all the cells in his brain were minced, was followed by his wrath. The Dark Spear dared to shove an effigy of his master in his face to dismantle it, thereby ridiculing its model, and announced they will do the exact same thing to the latter. It has basically reached the end of the line that Frankenstein could bear. The man was about to reveal all of his teeth as he growled in anger, just before the Dark Spear continued the show.

Master Rai...?

Boss...?

Frankenstein...?

He was thwarted by a series of voices also awfully familiar to him, and he turned around to find bloody M-21, Tao, and Takio, upon which he was made immobile.

“N-no...!”

He knew they were not real. Yet he could not help vocally responding to them, which was in vain.

STAB!

STAB!!!

SLASH!!!

Three more figures were added to the bloodshot floor, which were promptly joined by new bloody bodies.

Aargh!!!

Aaah!!!

Regis and Seira.

Kgh...! Oof...

Aaargh!!!!

Kgh... Aaaah!!

Gechutel, Karious, and Rael.

Sir... Ugh!!!!

Why...? Why did you leave my son to die, Frankenstein...? Just why...? Argh!!

Master... I don’t wanna die! Please! Please don’t leave me!! Pleaaase!!!! Aaaack!!!

Even Razark, Rayga, and Tesamu were summoned, only to be diced by Dark Spear’s aura. That was more than enough to crush Frankenstein’s composure, but Dark Spear did not stop, being as inconsiderate as it could.

Frankenstein.......

The name that bore through his ears dozens of times fossilized his entire body.

‘No way......’

He knew there is no use wishing he were mistaken, but Frankenstein was shivering as he slowly turned his face. His fear was made true upon seeing bloody Lunark crawling towards him, with multiple dark purple stakes spearing its limbs and body.

Frankenstein... Help me... Please save me...

‘No. This is impossible. What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here.’

Words he could not dare speak choked him. At that moment, bloody Lunark’s body started to melt down in a mucous chunk, and bloody Lunark stretched out one of its arms in desperation and terror.

Please save me, Frankenstein! Don’t leave me to die! I thought you love me! I know you love me! Please save me...!!!!

The upper body of bloody Lunark was halfway gone, and Frankenstein’s body leapt on its own. Alas, the paradoxical rule of a dreamworld that physical laws never work properly in a dream decided to step on his lab coat. Frankenstein was certain he pressed on his legs as hard as he could, but his body was not even 5 centimeters away from where he was. Floating awkwardly in the air, Frankenstein could not bring down his arm struck out towards bloody Lunark.

‘No...’

Unfortunately for him, bloody Lunark’s face was deteriorating, and from its jawless face echoed her voice.

Please!!!!!!!

“NOOOO!!!!”

*****

Frankenstein’s eyes shot open and greedily took in light, like a drowning person devouring air right before hitting the road to the other world. He lifted his body as if he were in seizure and madly rotated his head to inspect his surroundings. His vision, made binary due to his unfocused eyes, was merged into one, and he could make out his lab visibly streaked with Dark Spear’s aura, in clear need for repair.

After diagnosing what happened, he covered a side of his face as if trying to rip out his eye.

“Goddamn it...!”

He had been feeding on the tonic more often than regular meal to somehow stay awake, but he had come to this.

He was concerned about how to deal with the situation before the 3rd Elder was back, but he soon learned that there was no need to worry about quick administration of the scene.

“What the... What on earth happened...?”

The 3rd Elder walked past the entrance towards him. The man was donning casual hoodie and cotton pants, with a plastic bag of groceries in his hand.

“I can see these marks are from your power. What kind of problem would make your lab like... Like this?”

The 3rd Elder looked genuinely flustered, based on which Frankenstein surmised at least he woke up before he arrived. With the assurance, his instinct for survival was sparked to life, maneuvering his tongue in a speed of light.

“The file I was trying to decipher happened to be unusually complicated. So I lost it, since I’m not making any progress when there is so much to read and handle.”

“...I’m grateful I was outside in the meantime.”

“Sorry about the mess. I’ll fix up this place, so you don’t need to mind it.”

“I can help you with...”

“Thanks, but no thanks. There’s something I gotta double-check as well.”

“...Very well. Call me whenever you need me.”

With the 3rd Elder gone to the kitchen, Frankenstein began to collect what he could at the moment and work his head.

The damage was not so severe, which meant that he probably did not waste much time in slumber. Which meant the wolfsbane tonic was not entirely ineffective.

‘Perhaps my body has grown resistant to the tonic. So I’d require greater dosage.’

Frankenstein swiftly reached a conclusion; after all, he had predicted such case could take place. He noted to himself that he should recalculate the formula for the tonic to increase the contents.

Meanwhile, he was being tortured by an unpleasant feeling.

No, unpleasant was an understatement.

‘How very bold of you, Dark Spear.’

Bold was also an understatement. He so very wished he could pull out the Dark Spear and punch it so hard it would blast off past the Arctic towards the Andromeda Galaxy.

‘It just had to choose only those I care about...’

As he recalled the bloody figures one by one, he got stuck on the last scene, which was evidently directed by Dark Spear with extra care.

‘Why...? Why her...?’

He tried so hard to force amnesia upon himself. But as it is commonly said, people are bound to think about elephants when they are told not to.

Please save me, Frankenstein! Don’t leave me to die! I thought you love me! I know you love me! Please save me...!!!!

For some strange reason, that line was branded especially strongly in his memories. As a chain reaction, he reminisced how his heart exhibited irregular pulse when her head touched his chest the same day, which altogether led him to a theory.

‘Do I love her...? No, that’s not possible!’

He violently shook his head and deliberately sped up his hands and feet to restore his lab. He was vehemently struggling to play blind to his feelings already awakened.

*****

Meantime, Seoul in the afternoon

Thin lines weaved in the form of a chessboard were swirling within vicinity.

No, not within vicinity – in a distance.

As she squinted her eyes and compelled her vision to be more productive, she could better make out the lines, which turned out to be the edges of tiles on the ceiling.

‘Where am I...?’

Whether it is heaven or hell, she never heard that there is a tiled ceiling in the afterlife. To add to it, the last thing she remembered was Yuri ramming in all sorts of stuff by Crombell’s order, until he froze her in the end.

Crombell. Experiment. Yuri.

She was reminded of the pains and mortifications she went through before being frozen.

You look alarmed. But I suggest you give up. Right now your body will never obey you. What do you make of this, Dr. Crombell?

Excellent. I’ve earned something much more useful than I’d expected. She’d make a fine primary sample for this experiment. So Yuri, I believe you know what to do.

Back then Crombell’s face, smiling inside the monitor, made her stomach heave.

“Crombell... I’ll get you for this, you...!”

“Finally. You’re awake.”

She flinched as if she were electrocuted and turned her head, wincing and moaning as the back muscles so far relieved of their duties pulled with a burning ache. The speaker’s voice drew near along with taps of shoes.

“Please don’t move. Your body is still stiff.”

She aimed her semi-muddy light green eyes to the man who was covering her shoulders with the blanket that slid to the floor.

“Who... What are you?”

“...So you don’t remember me. Which I figured.”

With mysterious looks Takio responded to Yuigi, awakened at last.

(next chapter)

The title of this chapter refers to both Frankenstein and Yuigi. When I give a title, I try to settle on something that can encompass everything that happens in the chapter.

And yes - next chapter will be about Yuigi and Takio. But since almost nothing is really known about Yuigi, what you will find in next chapter is solely based on my imaginations. LoL. Hope you’d stay tuned for next week!

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stories-mostly · 5 years

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Starks Bug

Tony Stark x son!reader

I did not expect the amount of notes the first chapter had gotten so I hope y'all will enjoy this one just as much.

Word count: 2252

Chapter 2

The first month with you was more draining than Tony had expected. He not only had to be there for you 24/7 but also needed to work, work on his projects, go to meetings, run stark industries simultaneously. He had a lot on his back. He had already made a small baby play pen in his office, though you didn't interact with much yet.

But you smiled on a regular basis now and held your head up for longer and longer periods of time whenever you were rolled onto your stomach.

You also stared at him whenever he fed, held or was close to you. Before now he did not realize that baby's can hold such intense eye contact.

Today Uncle Rhodey finally had time to come over and actually meet his nephew. Up until now he had only seen pictures of you that Tony had sent him.

You had just woken up from one of your many naps as Rhodey walked in.

"Look who decided to visit (y/n)." Tony said as he turned you into the direction Rhodey was coming from.

"Oh my god, he's so small!" Rhodes exclaimed as he put the bags in his hands down before coming over.

He took one of your small hands and shook it gently.

"Hi, nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you!" Rhodey gushed in a high pitched voice as you gave him your intense eye contact.

"You're turning into a softie, huh?" Tony joked and handed you to Rhodey who carefully took hold of your tiny body.

"Do you wanna feed him?" Tony asked as he tested the temperature of the bottle.

"Yes!"

They walked over to the couch and Tony showed him how to properly support you while you got your milk.

"He really likes staring at people." Rhodey chuckled as you continued to stare holes in his head.

Tony nodded.

"Apparently that's what one month olds do. They stare at faces."

Rhodey stayed for a while and before he left, he handed Tony the bags full of gifts for you. He was determined to become your favourite from early on.

Shortly after you turned two months the media had finally found out about you. Tony didn't know who gave it away but wasn't pleased with the situation either way.

But the good thing was that he didn't need to be too cautious with you anymore. He could just take you outside like a normal parent.

Obie organized a press conference where your dad could clear things up. You were in a side room with Obie and Happy while the conference was being held. Tony didn't trust a lot of people with you.

You gurred at Happy as he held your favourite plushie in front of your face. It was a small stingray Rhodey had gifted you on his first visit. You tried to grab it but your coordination wasn't the best. Happy played with you until the conference was over while Obie stood next to him watching you. He also seemed to have a weak spot for you. Let's be honest, who doesn't. You're a cute baby that makes gurgling noises at everyone he sees. You were bound to melt some hearts.

After your existence has been made public Tony agreed, after a lot of debate, to one photoshoot for the public to use. He didn't want you to grow up in the public eye.

At three months you started to interact more with your surroundings. You especially liked to get excited whenever your dad would look into your crib in the early mornings after you woke up.

You smiled and even sometimes laughed at people's antics when they saw you. You also grew more "Talk active" making sounds every chance you got. You really lit up Tonys face even after an exhausting day.

At four months you were starting to try very hard to get from one place to another, you tried pushing yourself up with your arms while kicking with your legs. You were also very close to rolling over on your own.

Tony was very anxious that you'd start crawling soon so he made sure to get ahead of you and baby proof every nook and cranny in the house. He also decided which room should become yours and converted it into your playroom.

At five months you started to play on your own. "Play" meaning sticking your feet or hand into your mouth and giggling about it. Tony found that amusing as well and had Jarvis record every second of it. As if he wasn't recording you since your first day home.

You had also started to accidentally hit yourself with things you held. Much to Tony's dismay. But hey, as long as you kept smiling at his antics he knew everything was alright with you.

At six months Tony was tempted to throw a giant party but he doubted that you'd appreciate that. You were beginning to love attention, and started eating solid food. You also rolled over like a champion.

"Hey (Y/n) guess what day it is." Tony asked before sitting down next to the spot you were laying at.

"That's right it's Christmas! You're so smart. Merry Christmas sweetheart. I hope you will forget this one because as you can see I have done zero decorating." He said before handing you a small Robot stuffie which you eagerly took and placed into your mouth. As you do when you're a baby.

He propped you up between his legs before continuing to open up presents, other people had sent for you and for him. But mostly for you.

"Look its one of those things you can chew on. And you can cool it. This'll come in handy since you already started with your teeth." Tony said and poked your cheek. He handed you the ring with a fluid inside but you didn't want it.

"Well thanks anyway Uncle Happy." Tony said as he grabbed the next one.

"This one's from Obie." He stated before ripping the paper and opening the box.

"Ohhhhh, that's a little Jumper for you! You see this? Here it says "Little mechanic". We don't know about that yet do we?" Tony said talking to you as if you were able to answer. He kissed the top of your head and put the jumper aside.

"And last but not least uncle Rhodeys gift. Let's see what it is." You helped pulling out the paper from the bag but stuck it in your mouth straight after getting your tiny hands on it.

"Oh my god. Look at this. It's a little military uniform. You can be just like your uncle." Tony chuckled. "God this is adorable."

After taking some pictures with the gifts and sending them to each person your first Christmas was over. It wasn't anything too special but Tony would carry it in his heart forever.

And honestly you were adorable in the small military uniform that matched Rhodeys

With seven months you started to "Talk" with Tony whenever he would say something you'd babble back and that's how Tony started to regularly make smalltalk with a baby.

"What do you wanna do today? Wanna go see uncle Happy?"

"Argh pfffb mampa"

"Oh really? I always thought he likes you better but when you say it like that."

"OuuuOhh!"

"Oh now don't get sassy with me young man. You said it yourself. He likes me better."

"Ampammam mam."

"Nope no take backs. You said what you said."

Things like these were becoming regular these days. But you had a surprise up your sleeve.

"Dahnda"

"Did you just say Dada? Come on say it again say: Dada."

"Dahdah." You spat out with great effort.

"oh my goodness, you said your first word! And it was Dada! Your such a smart boy! So smart!" While Tony was fawning over your first word. You were kicking your legs with happiness at his tone of voice.

There were tears forming in the corner of Tony's eyes. "I love you so much, bug!"

The next month's leading up to your first birthday you were getting increasingly more mobile. In only two months you had learned how to crawl like a child athlete. You had also started to pull yourself up on furniture making your dad put everything a few shelves higher.

Once you were old enough you even helped him clean up your toys. You grew excited whenever people came into your house and greeted them yourself by clawing yourself up on their legs to stand beside them.

You also started trying to say their names. Rhodey became "RrOoh" with a gurrgled R and occasionally "Oohdi", Obadiah became "Oohppa" and Happy was by far the closest to getting called by his name, his was "Apy".

At 11 months you were finally able to stand alone for a few seconds and walked as long as you were holding onto something. Much to the delight of everyone. You also started to connect words with things more and more, showed your needs more openly and started to play better with other people. You also liked ripping papers apart as Tony had to find out after leaving important documents unattended within your reach.

You explored more too. Every time you were at your dad's office you'd crawl into the smallest spots and looked into any hole or drawer you could open.

And at your first birthday? There was a small party in Stark industries since your birthday corresponded with the opening of the internal daycare for the children of employees. Tony had thought of it ever since he had to take you with him into his office or lab and work while also keeping an eye on you.

You loved to play with all the toys and the different kids.

Tony was pleased with the job he had done so far. You didn't get injured or sick often, had age appropriate social skills and developed at a normal if not higher rate than any other baby. A few selected reporters were also there as it was good publicity.

Tony was just showing them the napping room for the smaller children when a cry interrupted his speech. It was obvious that it was you who was crying.

"Would you excuse me for a second." Tony said to the reporters as he left to get you. You were laying in the middle of the playroom crying. "DADAAAAA!" You were calling out. Tony swooped you up and bounced you on his hip.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? You were fine a second ago."

You just placed your arms around his neck and slowly let that stifle your sobs.

"Was it too much? I'm sorry I won't leave without telling you again."

Once you were calmed he wiped your tears and gave your cheek a kiss.

"You wanna help Dada show these people around? You wanna come with me?"

He asked and you just hugged him again. Tony continued the tour through the daycare with you on his hip.

"Sorry about that, he just got a bit overwhelmed with all these new people here and me out of sight. (Y/n) can you wave at them? Wave hello." You shyly obligated and a few reporters waved back.

"Anyway, as I was saying before. With this we hope to..." And with that Tony was back in business mode.

You on the other hand were bored just being carried. You took his sunglasses and fiddled with them until you grew bored and put them in your mouth. Your father never once broke his speech.

You fiddled with his clothes after discarding of the glasses. The buttons under his tie interested you most. You were trying to get them off to put them in your mouth and when that didn't work you brought your mouth to them. Tony once again softly pushed you away and pulled out the ring to bite on that Happy had gotten you for Christmas, from his chest pocket. You happily nibbled on that for the rest of the tour.

One reporter even asked you a question shortly before they were about to leave.

"Can you say Dada?" the man had asked.

"Dada." you answered. You were officially a pro. This would go down as your first interview.

After everything was over, you waved everyone goodbye, and went home. Happy brought all your birthday gifts along.

You had gotten a ton of gifts from the other parents attending. It was only small gifts but they did stack up.

After you had fallen asleep on the couch Tony couldn't help but get nostalgic. It's already been a year since you came into his life and so much had changed because of you. Meetings in other states or countries had to be planned out completely before he could go, he had barely attended any parties since your birth and hooking up? With a little one around? Impossible. He had so much less time to work, you needed so much care and attention, he slept more than ever, and ate more regularly too. Drinking? That happened less now too. You were truly a gift, you helped him realize how much he didn't like to feel anything but pure bliss. But with you around he needed to make himself emotionally available if he wanted to be a good father.

You were tiny a year ago but from day one you left a huge impact in Tony's heart and that would only continue to grow with time.

Not that he'll ever admit it but ever since you came into his life, he became the happiest he was in a long time. He cried so many times the past year. Out of joy, sadness and being overwhelmed with so many different emotions for you. All your firsts were forever remembered even if all the videos and pictures would disappear. Because they were forever burned into his memories.

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changingourdestiny · 5 years

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Light in the Dark Part 2: Sunlight and Hellfire

Summary:

Rae and friends confront Marcia, the Queen of the Rogues, about the attacks on Guardians. However, Marcia realises something about Blaze that disturbs her to the point of attacking the Awoken Hunter.

Previous Part: Here

Next Part: Here

The story so far…

After Blaze regained her memories and properly reunited with Prince Uldren, she and the rest of Fireteam Paralight began preparations to enter the Black Garden. But their prep is interrupted when reports of Guardians being attacked by other Guardians in Old Russia start flooding in. When the Fireteam go down to investigate, they are confronted by the Queen of the Rogues – Marcia Wyverk. Not only is it revealed that she knows about Paragonialans, but she also reveals she is the true first Paragonialan Guardian and Hunter.

And now, we return to the story.

“I’m Marcia Wyverk. The REAL first Paragonialan Guardian and Queen of the Umbrialyx: the Kingdom of Rogues.”

The three Guardians stared at the Lightbearer in shock as Marcia smirked at them, “Ha! The looks on your faces are priceless!”

“The first Paragonialan Guardian…?” Rae muttered, still in shock. “No way!” Blaze glared at Marcia, “If you were the first, the Vanguard would’ve mentioned it when they saw Rae!” Marcia’s expression dropped to a frown upon the mention of the Vanguard, “Ugh. You Guardians are so annoying. When you’re not yapping about your Traveller, it’s the damn Vanguard.” Marcia growled, “And of course they wouldn’t mention me. A: they’ve probably changed around since I was there. And B: they probably want to forget their biggest…‘problem’.”

“’Problem’?” Rae asked. Marcia shook her head, “It doesn’t matter! What matters is that you three are on our turf. So what do you want?” Rae stepped forward, “We’ve received reports from other Guardians that they are being attacked by other Guardians down here. And by the looks of it,” Rae motioned to the rogues around her, “You are more than likely the culprits.”

“Eh?” Marcia seemed genuinely confused before calling out, “Hey! This true? Who’s been attacking the Tower-Huggers?” It was silent for a bit before a small group stepped forward, raising their hands sheepishly. “Uh…in our defence, we were just havin’ some fun.” One of them said. Marcia sighed in frustration, “I told you before: if they don’t trespass or attack us, we don’t attack them!”

“Sorry, your highness.” The rogue apologised, the rest following suit.

“As much as I don’t wanna say this…” Marcia began, addressing the Fireteam, “I gotta apologise for this. We usually stay out of you Tower-huggers’ business. Tell your Vanguard that it won’t happen agai-” Marcia cut herself off, as if something just hit her in the head out of nowhere, as she stared at Blaze. “What?” Blaze asked, visibly confused, “Do I have somethin’ on my fa-HOLY-!!!” Blaze was cut off by Marcia aiming a Shadowshot bow directly at Blaze. “Hey, back off!!!” Rae exclaimed, “What do you think you’re doing?!”. Adam noticed the rest of the rogues fearfully hide within the caves. “Saving your butt, that’s what.” Marcia growled, not taking her eyes off Blaze, as she then addressed the Awoken, “Do you really think I wouldn’t know a Phyonysian when I see one?”

“A…a what?” Blaze stuttered, confused. “Hm…guess you forgot when you were revived…” Marcia muttered, “Either way, I’m not taking any risks. I’m extinguishing this lil’ brat before she kills us all.” Marcia was about to release the tension on her bow when-

“Solar Grenade!”

*KA-BOOM!!!*

“ARGH!!!”

A small yet powerful explosion sent Marcia flying sideways into the cliff wall as Blaze shielded her face from the blast. Marcia slowly got to her feet, her clothes slightly scorched, and glared at the source of the explosion. Rae stood there with a stern expression and her arm extended Her arm was surrounded with a gold and orange glow. “I said…” Rae began, her voice unsettling calm, “Back. Off.”

“Solar energy?” Blaze muttered in shock, glancing between the Solar Grenade, that was still shining bright on the ground, and Rae. “I was going to leave it as a surprise for when we go to the Black Garden, but I had to stop this.” Rae chuckled sheepishly, “Ikora has been training me in the path of the Sunsinger.”

‘Of course her Vanguard’s Ikora Rey.’ Marcia thought to herself, ‘I lost count of all the times she destroyed me in the Crucible…’ Marcia clicked her tongue in irritation as she suddenly threw a cloud of smoke towards the three Guardians before turning invisible, “Catch me if you can!”

“Ugh! Where’d she go?” Blaze yelled out, trying to swat the smoke away. Rae tried to see through the smoke until she heard a faint, motherly voice in her head, “Close your eyes, starlight. Focus. Let the Light guide you.” Rae, though confused, closed her eyes and focused. Suddenly, she could see the auras of all of the Guardians around her. She saw the Arc-filled aura of Adam, the strangely fiery aura of Blaze…and then something stood out. The Void-charged aura of Marcia was slowly circling around her. But something was off. Rae could see her aura was a mix of both Light and…Darkness? Rae pushed it out of her head as she activated her new super – Radiance. “Got you!!” Rae yelled as she lunged at Marcia and gripped at her arm, activating Scorch. Marcia cried out in pain as the invisibility ran out. “Voidwall!” Marcia used her other arm to create a wall of void energy that separated her and Rae from Blaze and Adam. “Why are you defending her?” Marcia growled as she ripped her arm from Rae’s grasp, “She’ll kill you! That’s what they all do to us!”

“What in the name of Light are you on about?!” Rae exclaimed, “You were cool with us one moment and then you were about to impale my friends’ head with an arrow!”

“You really don’t know, do you?” Marcia glared at the Warlock, “Your ‘friend’ is a Phyonysian – descendants of the deity of unwavering fate and hellfire known as Phyonys. Phyonys was the sister of Paragon and the two worked together, until Phyonys allied herself with the Darkness and all of her followers followed suit, destroying all Paragonialans that they came across with the powers Phyonys gave them – the Hellfire. Hellfire are flames from Phyonys herself that can and will destroy everything in it’s path. Paragon was able to seal Phyonys away in the Astral Planes, but her followers remained, searching for a way to free their god. Don’t you get it? She’ll destroy you as soon as it’s in her best interests. I’m doing you a favour!”

“That’s not true!” Rae exclaimed, “Blaze isn’t like that! Even in her past life, her top priority was to protect her fellow Awoken!”

“Past life? She has her memories too?” Marcia seemed surprised. “Wait. ‘Too’?” Rae asked, confused, but was cut off by Blaze double jumping over the wall, Golden Gun activated as she landed between Marcia and Rae, aiming a handcannon at Marcia, “I don’t care if you’re the queen of the Traveller-damn universe. If you ever hurt Rae or any of my friends, I will fill you with so many bullet holes that you’ll become the queen of Swiss cheese!”

“Wow, that one-liner is just under mediocre.” Marcia rolled her eyes. She glanced between Rae and Blaze, contemplating something before sighing in defeat, “Y’know what? I’ve better things to do than fighting Kinderguardians. You have our apology for attacking your fellow Guardians. If you’re 100% sure this one’s trustworthy, fine. But don’t come crying to me when she stabs you in the back. Now get outta here before I change my policy and let my rogues have at you.” Marcia let the Voidwall fizzle out, revealing Adam on his guard with pulse rifle in hand, before walking off.

“Well…that was something.” Ghost piped up, a little shaken. “Who’s she callin’ mediocre?” Blaze growled. “Leave her be.” Rae placed a hand on Blaze’s shoulder, “We need to focus on the Black Garden, not her. Let’s head back, report to the Vanguard, and get ready for the mission. We leave at daybreak.”

“Roger that.” Blaze sighed, with Adam nodding hesitantly, carefully watching Marcia walk away. Rae gave one more glance at Marcia before getting on her Sparrow, remembering her aura. What was with her? She was a Guardian, so why was her aura a mix of Dark and Light? It didn’t make sense. Rae pushed the thoughts out of her head as she sped off on her Sparrow alongside Blaze and Adam. It was like she said. They needed to focus on the upcoming mission. They were trained up, and even had Blaze who had been to the Garden before. They were ready for anything!

…right?

To Be Continued…

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bluesfortheredj · 6 years

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As you hit the walker in the head repeatedly with the point of your heeled shoe, you can’t help but let out frustrated grunts. “Fucking… fuck… argh!” You growl as blood starts splattering around you, making you stop. As you look up, you hear footsteps on the dried leaves, so scramble to hide behind the nearest tree to see if it’s dead or human. “Someone’s been here, that’s fresh as anything,” a man says. “Yeah, gotta be here somewhere,” another with a thick southern drawl says. “Should we see if we can find them?” A third man asks. It’s then that something clicks in your brain, recognising the voice from somewhere. You peek around the tree and see the man who last spoke, in a sheriff’s uniform. “Rick?” You say aloud, not meaning to draw attention to yourself. The three men turn and you see Rick and Shane staring at you in disbelief. “(Y/N)? Is that really you?” Rick smiles, not quite believing his eyes. “Yeah, it is. Is it really you though? I thought you were dead!” “Almost, almost.” “And Shane? I mean, what the hell?” “(Y/N), how I’ve missed you,” Shane laughs, shaking his head as he tries to process what he’s seeing. “Is that your weapon of choice then?” Rick asks, nodding to your shoe. “Well, not my choice, but it does the job, so can’t complain,” you smile. The man with the deep southern voice stands there silent, taking in what he’s seeing in front of him. A woman with just a high heeled shoe in her hand, her skirt ripped above her knee, shirt tied up around her ribcage due to the heat, and her blazer tied around her waist. “This is Daryl,” Rick introduces you, having caught on to how he was staring at you. You look at the man properly, his muscles shimmering with dirt and sweat, hair scruffy, face partly hidden by it. You can’t help but feel a flutter in your belly when he brings his eyes up to yours. “Daryl, this is (Y/N), she used to work with Shane and I.” “Hi,” Daryl mutters. “Hey,” you reply. “So, you with anyone?” Shane asks. “Nope, just me I’m afraid.” “We have a camp, come back with us.” “Would that be okay?” You ask. “Of course! Don’t be silly, come on,” Rick says, gesturing for you to step towards them. “Thank you so much,” you sigh, relieved. Rick and Shane start to walk forwards, you hang just behind them with Daryl. He was definitely the strong and silent type. When you get to the small camp they had up by a quarry, you instantly recognise Lori and Carl, running up to them and giving them a hug. “I can’t believe it’s you!” Lori gasps. “I can’t believe that Rick, Shane and Daryl found me!” “Well welcome to camp,” she smiles, “let’s get you some new clothes.” Once changed into a pair of skinny jeans and a plaid shirt, you walk around camp introducing yourself to people, then find yourself at Daryl’s tent, right on the edge, away from everyone. “Hey,” you say softly, so as not to startle him, “you in there?” You lean down to the tent door, and as you reach out to open it, Daryl appears behind you, his eyes glued to your backside. “Hey,” He says, making you jump up. You clutch your hand to your chest and laugh. “Jesus, you scared me!” “Ya okay?” “Yeah, I just wanted to come by and say thanks.” “For what?” “Bringing me back to camp with Rick and Shane.” “Oh, s’alright.” “Not much of a talker, are you?” “Not really.”

Since that day, it had been your personal mission to bring Daryl out of his shell a bit. He was so full of useful knowledge, he was the main hunter, and knew so many survival skills. You’d go out into the woods with him to help and learn from him, and he was finally starting to talk to you more and more each day. You’d even go so far as to say he would flirt sometimes as well, quipping back when you’d say something suggestive. Today, you were out in the woods again, tracking a deer that had run through camp earlier. You were following his every step, being as quiet as possible when you saw it, dead and being eaten by a walker. “Fuck!” Daryl yells, shooting the walker through the head. “Ah shit,” you sigh when you see the scene in front of you. As you walk closer to it, you trip over a branch, but Daryl catches you before you hit the floor. When you stand up to sort yourself out, your faces are within inches of each other, Daryl’s breathing suddenly noticeably heavier, yours matching his as you look at each other in the eyes. Your shirt is unbuttoned a little too low, and his eyes dart down to your cleavage, then suddenly he grabs you roughly, pulling you into his body and crashing his lips on yours. His tongue pushes his way into your mouth as your hands slide his vest down his arms, then unbutton his shirt. “Ya really wanna?” He mumbles against your lips. “Yeah.” This makes his frantically undo his trousers, then yours, and he backs you up against a tree. After weeks of tension, it was finally all spilling out as he thrust himself inside you, your legs wrapped around his waist. “Shit!” You moan. He attaches his lips to your neck as he roughly slides in and out of you at a fast pace. He grunts and groans into your shoulder as he kisses your skin sloppily, your arms wrapped around his neck to steady yourself. Your back scrapes against the tree, but you don’t even notice the pain as Daryl pleasures you. Soon enough, his thrusts start getting quicker, then he lets out an almighty groan into your neck as he comes inside you. He lets you down from your position, then shoves two fingers inside you, curling them as he pumps, his thumb circling your clit. You grip onto his shoulders, nails digging in as you struggle to stand. “Daryl, fuck!” You moan. “Ya like that?” You nod furiously, unable to speak as your climax builds quickly. He sucks at the skin of your neck, biting it lightly, then you tense around his fingers, and let go with a sigh as you come over his hand. You ride out your orgasm, then he takes his fingers out, licking them as he looks you dead in the eye. “Ya taste good,” he smirks. Then you bring him into your lips, tasting yourself on him as your tongues dance around each other. “Yeah, I do,” you wink as you pull away. You both fix yourselves up then make your way back to camp, hands brushing every now and again as you walk side by side. “Good hunting trip?” Rick asks when you both arrive back in camp. “Deer got eaten by a walker,” Daryl mutters. “Oh, sorry to hear that. Thought it would have been more successful with all the noise you two were making,” he laughs.

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stylo-xx · 7 years

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Eyes Closed (M)

G-Dragon: Angst/Small amount of fluff/Smut

PART 5-B: Hellbent

A/N: #bigmood ‘I don’t know why I’m crying in the club right now’

(Part One)||(Part Two-A)||(Part Two-B)||(Part Three)||(Part Four)||(Part Five-A)||(Part Five-C)

‘Cause you know that truth hurts, but secrets kill

can’t help thinking that I love it still

Still here, there must be something real

...give me those eyes it’s easy to forgive’

“Argh!”

An awkward silence broke out across the room; the four men seated mere feet away starred as Ji-Yong barged into the room angrily and made a straight b-line for the mini bar.

“Didn’t go well?” Seungri piped up breaking the silence.

Ji-Yong shot him a glare as he clamored through the array of liquor lining the inside of the bar. Acquiring something to his taste, he haphazardly opened the bottle ditching the cap on the floor and headed to the empty styling chair that had been patiently waiting for his arrival.

The other four glanced at each other again as they watched their best friend chug the alcohol without even a wince as if it were water;he was drinking so vigorously it almost felt like watching a little kid wanting to reach the prize at the bottom of the bottle. The prize of course, being completely munted out of his mind.

“Ji-Young-ah” Young-Bae cleared his throat “don’t you think it’s a bit early for that?”

Ji-Yong not bothering to look at him stared into the mirror and took another swig and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before speaking.

“Someone else in the world is drinking their feelings. It’d be rude to let them drink alone”

His best friend merely rolled his eyes.

“Where were you by the way? You were gone so long we thought things actually went well with you and--”

“Let me stop you there. I don’t wanna talk about it” he held up a hand.

Young-Bae furrowed his brows “will you at least tell me where you were? Why were you so late?”

Ji-Yong took another drink “I was out”

“Okay, care to elaborate? Out where?”

“Drinking” he turned to his best friend and took a long swig before Ji-Yong’s hair stylist wrapped the nylon cape around his neck and began to muss his hair.

“Ji-Yong-ah--” he sighed.

“Young-Bae hajima, I don’t need a lecture...” he turned back to face the mirror.

Young-Bae slouched back into his chair in defeat and sighed again.

“Fine, we won’t talk about it” he closed his eyes “what I will say though is, someone dropped something off here for you”

Ji-Yong raised an eyebrow “Who? What is it?”

“I don’t know, I thought it’d be shitty to open your mail” he stood up from his seat to retrieve Ji-Yong’s mystery package.

“Maybe it's just a fan letter” he said plopping it in his lap.

Ji-Yong eyed the envelope before even considering to pick it up. He grasped the envelope turning it every which way looking for a hint of who could have sent him something; let alone send him something here. How did they even know he was going to be here? There written eloquently in blue ink on a white marbled envelope read ‘Kid’ sealed with a wax seal.

‘This is a bit much for a fan letter…why the hell would they call me kid?’ he thought.

He tore into the envelope and pulled out a just as gaudy piece of stationery paper. Crudely scrawled in the same blue ink, but not as eloquent as the handwriting on the envelope; which he thought was a disgrace to the beautiful paper, read this:

‘Dear kid,

Sad is easy and love is anything but. No one deserves to be alone forever, do not take this second chance for granted’

“Tsk” he chucked the envelope and all on the counter as something came tumbling out onto the floor. He shooed the stylist away with his hand and bent down to retrieve what had fallen; a flower. A singular bud of a flower that had long before begun to wilt.

Engulfed in his own thoughts racing at a million miles, he twirled the flower back and forth between his thumb and forefinger; he was conflicted between the intruding thoughts running through his head and how bending over had made him realize how drunk he actually was becoming.

“So was it just a fan letter” Young-Bae spoke, breaking Ji-Yong out of his trance.

“Huh?” he snapped his head up to look at his friend.

“I said, was it just a fan letter after all?” he began to outstretch his hand to pick up the letter making Ji-Yong go wide eyed as he lunged toward the paper, grasping it in his hand and tearing it into tiny pieces before anyone else could lay eyes on that cryptic message.

“Thought you said it was shitty to read my mail?”

Young-Bae chuckled and put his hands up “okay relax, leave me in suspense then”

Ji-Yong eyed his friend as he retreated toward where Seung-Hyun had begun messing with the maknae’s hair who was vehemently protesting as he had just gotten it to look exactly how he had wanted.

Only one hour later, they were all dressed to the nines and smelled like, what I can only equate to, an expensive dinner accompanied by the man of your dreams, by candlelight overlooking the entire city at night as a soft breeze danced on your skin and the smell of the crashing waves of the restless river floated through the air. Something out of a romantic novel basically. And it only took that very same hour later for them to realize that Ji-Yong had rapidly become belligerent to the point where the four other men had become fed up with where the drunken tantrum had taken him. He had at this point broken two lamps, kicked a size 11 ½ Gissuppie Zanotti men’s dress shoe size hole in the wall and yelled at room service for bringing up a bottle of Armand de Brignac when he had specifically ordered a bottle of Dom Perignon.

Having had about enough, Young-Bae grabbed Ji-Yong by the shoulders and yanked him toward the couch just as he had Seungri in a headlock ready to belt his heart out into his miserable ears.

“What the hell?!” Ji-Yong slurred.

“Change of plans we’re not going to the party” Young-Bae crossed his arms across his chest.

“Th-fuck you mean we’re not going?” he raised an eyebrow “I don't know about you, but I sure as shit am going wherever the fuck I please”

“Just look at yourself!” his best friend exploded “Ji-Young-ah, you’re way too messed up to show up, let alone go anywhere. We’re not going”

Ji-Yong scoffed and took a sip of his drink before the other man ripped it from his grip.

“Yah! You’re not my father--”

“Ji-Yong-ah!” Seung-Hyun’s voice boomed.

As if shell shocked by the volume of his Hyung’s voice, he stood wide eyed like a deer caught in headlights.

“Listen man--” Young-Bae sighed heavily “I’m not trying to punish you or reprimand you, I just have the best intentions at heart for you…”

Ji-Yong remained silent.

“We all have your best interest at heart. We care about you man” he placed a hand on Ji-Yong’s shoulder “and I can already picture how shit would go down if we show up with you like this...it’d be a disaster frankly”

Ji-Yong looked into his friend’s eyes and slowly nodded.

“Look, if you can sober up enough we can go”

The drunkard smirked.

“BUT, as soon as shit starts to go south we are leaving immediately. Got it?”

“Loud and clear” his drunken smile seemed to get wider.

Having managed to come to an agreement with his best friend, Ji-Yong had since been herded, like sheep to it’s sheep dog, to his temporary room that looked as barren as he felt on the inside. Young-Bae had said he wasn’t punishing Ji-Yong, but he felt otherwise; he felt as if he had been put into some form of adult timeout.

With the feeling like the room was spinning and like the contents of his stomach were threatening to make themselves known all over the floor, Ji-Yong laid on the bed and opened and closed his eyes a few times trying to make it stop. At times squinching his eyes so tight he could have sworn he felt like his eyelids might rip.

“You just never change do you?” A voice snickered.

His eyes shot open as he lifted himself up on his elbows trying to stabilize his vision; the blur from where the voice came from became clear. It was her.

She gave him a smirk from her seat atop the table adjacent to the bed.

He swayed in place wide eyed.

She hopped off the table and straddled him pushing him back onto the bed. She ghosted her lips across his and caressed his cheek with her thumb.

“Are--are you real?” he asked through half lidded eyes.

“I’m as real as you want me to be baby” and without another word, without warning she kissed him.

With his unscathed, he placed it on the nape of her neck and deepened the kiss. She pulled away to kiss her way down from his neck to just above where his boxer briefs hung on his hips. She flashed her eyes up at him as she gently ran her hand down his torso before unzipping his pants. His breath hitched in his throat letting out a small gasp. She smirked up at him as she hovered over him to kiss him deeply and began to palm him through his boxers. He threw his head back as his eyes rolled back into his head and let out a small groan. Opening his eyes again, he placed his hand behind one of her thighs and pulled her closer wanting to get as close to her as possible. He took hold of her hips and hiked up her dress as he began to grind his hips up into hers.

“I--uhng--cant believe this is happening” he groaned.

she smirked.

His heart began pounding in his head, it's like all of a sudden all the pent up anger, jealousy and every sad, pathetic thought of self pity he had felt for the past few months had completely ceased; all he felt now was the need to be as close to her as possible. An insatiable hunger that made his fingers grow numb as he desperately held onto her hips for fear of her leaving.

“You don’t know how long--uhng--i’ve been wanting to do this” he looked deeply into her eyes; completely engulfed with how much he missed staring into those eyes.

She offered him a small smile.

‘Ji-Yong-ah?’

Breaking him out of his feelings of ecstasy, the sudden knocking at the front door startled him. The sound of the door opening made his eyes jolt wide open.

“Uhh, you okay man?” Young-Bae gave him concerned look.

Ji-Yong looked down at himself; she was never there at all. The whole thing was just a dream. He let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his face with his hand.

“Yeah, I uh--feel better, let just get out of here” he hopped up on his feet, still

Wobbly and made his way toward the door.

“--You sure man cause you didn’t sound so good. We heard you groaning next door…”

“Yeah...lets just go” he pushed Young-Bae into the hallway and looked back into the room one last time before shutting the door; still completely thrown by how wild these hallucinations had become.

The night filled with party goers with complete disregard to any sensible reasoning, ‘Reverb’, Gangnam’s hottest new club, was packed with people dancing to music that would make your grandmother’s false teeth fall out and making decisions that would send her into cardiac arrest; And it was only midnight.

The day had come where, for one night and one night only, the who's who of South Korea and a few lucky hundred or so came together to party all in the name of music. Finally Seungri’s pride and joy and newest DJ to be signed to his label had not only released his first album but it also just so happened to be his birthday. Tonight some dreams would be made and some careers would be ruined; or at least put in jeopardy.

Every which direction you turned huge drunken smiles filled the room; for one night not having to worry about work,about not having enough money to pay your rent this month (for us ‘normal’ people I mean..) worrying about everyday life. At least for one night everyone was elated and enjoying themselves.Well...all except for one.

Being a man of his word, Young-Bae and the rest of the members had arrived, and in style no less and just as fashionably late, to a club that was past that point early in the night before everyone is toasted out of their minds and just stood around the dance floor like they were at an awkward prom night. If Ji-Yong had taught them one thing it was: why show up to the party before it even gets good? better to arrive late than never. Besides by the time they would get to a party they would just have to play catch up on however many shots everyone had already taken.

Thirty minutes, that was all it took for Dae-Sung, Seung-Hyun and Seungri to be on a complete other planet. The three engaging their friends, who were equally as gone, in nonsensical conversations. Every now and again someone was spilling a drink on another's shoes, Seung-Hyun drunkenly giving his closest friends unsolicited kisses on the cheek, Dae-Sung smiling as he danced to himself just outside of the haphazard circle of friends as he made drunken winky faces at anyone who would make eye contact with him, Seungri even demonstrated his ‘hoe dancing’ to get his point across at one point.

All the while his friends were enjoying themselves, there was Ji-Yong; drinking alone. And there was Young-Bae, always right beside him; well maybe just a few steps away but closer than the other three were.

Glancing at Ji-Yong out of the corner of his eyes Young-Bae sighed and excused himself from the conversation he was having to walk over to his miserable friend.

“Ji-Yong-ah” he tilted his head.

Donning a seemingly permanent scowl on his face, Ji-Yong simply pretended as if he hadn’t heard the man standing right beside him speak his name.

Young-Bae sighed at a loss for what to say. It’d be a lie if he said he was used to seeing this sulky shell of his best friend lingering in the dark corners of parties all alone. It’d be a lie if he also said that he didn’t know why exactly he was like this. Much to Ji-Yong’s persistent disbelief, Young-Bae did very well understand. He understood that: as much as Ji-Yong had hurt her, he was hurting just as much if not more. In Ji-Yong’s eyes it was like as if she had completely forgot about his existence, let alone their break up. It puzzled Ji-Yong how it had seemed like it hurt him more than it ever hurt her; save for the very last time he made her cry. He wished he was able to move on just the way she did so easily, but try as he might it was all in vain. For months he couldn’t go without seeing pictures of her out partying with her friends and some random guys he didn’t even recognize; it would be a lie if he said it didn’t make him jealous, let alone hurt his pride. For days on end he would lay in his bed drunk out of his mind, thumb hovering over the button on his phone with the name written in bold, ‘DO NOT CALL HER’, just begging to be pressed. And for weeks on end he tried his damndest to find any sort of spark in any of the notches on his belt, but no one measured up to her in his eyes. He then realized the reason he kept girls around, that he had no interest in, was not because he just wanted to partake in promiscuous activities but because, if only for a moment he didn’t feel so alone. No matter how fleeting that moment was. All they ever did was tell him how much they loved him, and all he would ever feel was repulsed. Did they actually love him or who the public thought he was? Did they actually love him or his money? Either way, he felt no remorse telling them to leave as soon as they started to ask questions about what their relationship actually was; it only made him annoyed as he never once did anything remotely romantic for any of them, yet they would still fawn all over him. So begs the question again, did they love him or were they really in love with G-Dragon? But then again, knowing he could have anyone he ever wanted at just a snap of his fingers didn’t hurt his ego. What did hurt his ego was the fact that ‘DO NOT CALL HER’ put him on her ‘do not call’ list or moreso her ‘do not acknowledge his existence’ list and he was pretty sure he was at the very top of the list if not the only one.

“Ji-Yong-ah,I know you can hear me” Young-Bae cleared his throat.

No response.

He sighed again “Please just for once go enjoy yourself and mingle with our friends who we by the way hardly ever get to see them all at once like this. Please just don’t turn this into another night where I have to babysit you”

Ji-Yong snapped his head toward best friend and glared at him.

“Glare at me all you want, you it's true”

Turning to face away from him again, Ji-Yong angrily sipped at his cocktail.

Throwing in the towel Young-Bae put up his hands in defeat

“Fine, you wanna be angry the entire time so be it. Just warn me before you’re about to vom on my shoes this time” he spoke before walking away.

Ji-Yong was fuming, how could his own best friend have zero faith in him, maybe this time would be different. Maybe this time he would actually let himself sober up and enjoy the company of his friends! Who was he kidding though...he was well aware of where the most probable outcome of this night would take him; piss ass drunk and needing to be escorted back to his empty condo. Alone again.

He closed his eyes, slouched into his seat and sighed; he knew Young-Bae was right, he just hated being in the wrong. He sighed again and opened his eyes to look down at his palms. He chuckled to himself; one hand completely busted and covered in plaster and the other donned tiny scars that only reminded him of another time when he let his emotions and the alcohol get the best of him. He shook himself out of his thoughts and took another sip from his drink as he looked around the party. Seeing everyone else around him enjoy themselves made him think that maybe he should just take his best friend’s advice; maybe he should just give it a rest and let himself enjoy something other than wallowing in his self pity for once.

He stood from his seat and made his way through the mass of people over the the ledge of the balcony that overlooked the entire first floor of the club. Scanning the crowd, spotting couple after couple dancing together only made his heart pang; despite his his cynicism he too wanted to feel that kind of ‘throwing caution into the wind’ kind of love again. To be truthful he wasn’t sure if he’d ever feel that way for anyone ever again. To be honest he didn’t want to feel that way about anybody that wasn’t--

“Oh shit sorry!”

The body crashing into Ji-Yong broke him out of his thoughts; looking down at his $6,000 Giuseppe Zanotti dress shoes and his equally as expensive Yves Saint Laurent green sequin jacket, he threw the drunkard a glare. He had just spilled shots of Jägermeister all over Ji-Yong and ruined some of his favorite items from his personal closet.

The man quivered at the death stare Ji-Yong was shooting at him and in a barely audible voice stuttered ‘I’m s-sorry…’ before taking off in the farthest direction away from Ji-Yong.

Ji-Yong closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh before angrily making his way to the bar, grabbing a fabric napkin and a glass of water from the counter and attempted to wipe away what he could.

‘Oh great now I’m going to smell like the morning after a terrible frat party’ he thought as he scanned the room again looking for the perpetrator. Spotting the culprit just feet away Ji-Yong was ready to go off on the man and rip him a new one, he tossed the napkin on the floor and advanced toward the very intoxicated man only before stopping dead in his tracks; there she was. Just across the way at the balcony adjacent to his, as if in some ‘Lifetime’ movie: suddenly all he heard was nothing but the sound of his own heart beating in his head and as if everything had gone into slow motion. His bemused gaze scanned every last inch of her exposed skin and how the lights seem to dance against the soft surface. An involuntary smile graced his face, suddenly he had forgotten all about his ruined attire. But his smile was short lived. Walking into view and engulfing her in his arms was Suho. Of course it was him, how could have Ji-Yong forgotten? Her being alone giving Ji-Yong the chance to talk to her would be too good to be true.

Feeling his blood boil, he pushed himself off the ledge and made his way back toward the table, grabbed his tumbler of whiskey and stormed to the private outside smoking area. Brushing past the security that tried to stop him, he yanked his pack of cigarettes from his pant pocket and angrily took a long drag as he lit it. Stopping mid way he turned to the confused security guard.

“Do not let anyone come out here, got it?” Ji-Yong exhaled.

The burly man nodded as Ji-Yong turned to make his way to the ledge overlooking the street below. Placing both hands on the railing he pushed himself back, leaned forward looking at his feet and took as deep of a breath his lungs would allow him and slowly exhaled from his nose. Letting go of the railing he straightened himself back up and began to pace as he mentally swore to himself. Drag after drag, puff after puff he chased down every last inhalation of his addiction with another one of his addictions; seeming to be about the only things that could remotely calm him even in the slightest.

The sudden intrusion of a distant kerfuffle made Ji-Yong halt in his tracks to turn toward the door.

‘What the fuck?’ he thought ‘I thought I told that asshole not to let anybody in!’

A slim figure slowly making its way into view, revealed a handsome man with a smirk plastered all over his face.

“GD, its been a while”

Ji-Yong furrowed his brows and snarled.

“Oh sorry, I mean Ji-Yong” the man chuckled.

“What happened to Sunbaenim Suho? Don’t you know its rude to talk to your elders like this?”

He chuckled again “that was all just for formality’s sake, plus its not like anyone of import is present. I think we both get that I don’t respect you, right?”

Ji-Yong clenched his jaw.

“And I think we both know she doesn’t either” he said matter of factly “to tell you the truth I’m surprised you even had the balls to show up in the first place, you kinda had me worried for a minute there. But given that she hates you and all, I have nothing to worry about” he crossed his arms and gave a condescending smile.

Ji-Yong’s disdain for the man was becoming more and more evident on his face.

“But I guess somebody has to look like the fool in this situation right? Might as well be you” he continued.

The anger within him grew and grew, a tingling feeling shot down to his fingertips as he squeezed his fist so tight his knuckles were beginning to go white.

“Man I’m sorry I wouldn't laugh if it wasn’t so funny”

“What? that I’m about to ram my foot so far up your ass you're going to need the jaws of life to help you”

The man smirked again letting out a puff of air from his nose “Nah, it’s just funny seeing you suffer”

Walking closer to Ji-Yong without trepidation, he leaned on the wall right beside Ji-Yong and tilted his head.

“All that time--I was the one she was going to end up with but then you came along and fucked it all up. But you know…” he cleared his throat “as much as I felt sorry for how badly you hurt her, I also gotta hand it to you, you practically hand delivered her back to me. A little banged up, but nothing I couldn’t fix” he chuckled.

The eldest man would be lying if his words weren’t affecting him; it took almost everything in Ji-Yong not to throw him to the ground and kick the ever loving shit out of the smarmy look on his face.

Suho inched his face closer to Ji-Yong “All I had to do was play the supportive best friend, that shoulder to cry on, that soon after you fucked up turned into the man she got on her knees for” he laughed “Hey but don't let me ruin your fun! Hope you enjoy the rest of your night. I know she will” he winked as he smirked for the last time and walked back into the party.

Feeling like his head was about to explode, Ji-Yong’s chest was heaving up and down as he exhaled deep heavy breaths. He threw down the glass tumbler in his hand and smashed it into pieces and stormed back into the party.

Absolutely fuming, he charged back to his table in his drunken rage, grabs a shot off the table and tosses it back then smashes it on the floor. Everyone around him stopped dancing to turn and look at him.Young-Bae nearby rushes to Ji-Yong’s side and whisks him away from the onlookers and to another table out of view from prying eyes.

“Ji-Yong what’s wrong with you now?!” his best friend holds his head between his hands.

Tear by tear they were starting to take over Ji-Yong’s face; they weren’t tears of sadness as they were moreso tears of frustration.

Completely ignoring his friend’s inquiry, he swatted away his friend’s hands and leaned over the neighboring table and nabbed the closest bottle of liquor he could reach. He eyed the bottle momentarily before pressing it to his lips and took the biggest swig he could.

“Ji-Yong what the hell?!” Young-Bae tried to snatch the bottle away from him but Ji-Yong scooted away from him and made to climb on the table.

“Yah Ji-Yong-ah! Ji-Yo-- aish, okay 2008 Lindsay Lohan we get it you’re throwing another tantrum get your ass down!” he tried his hardest to grab him by the leg but to no avail.

As the minutes go by Ji-Yong just progressively becomes worse and worse; throwing things left and right, yelling incoherent nothings at passersby, stealing drinks off unsuspecting drunkards. Until finally he lets out a final yell before hopping off the table and sliding down the wall closest to him; crumpling into himself in tears.

“I’d think this would count as ’shit hit the fan’ worthy” Seungri pointed a drunken finger at the crying mess on the floor “eww, I don’t even wanna know how dirty that floor is...”

Young-Bae rolled his eyes “will you just get out of here!”

The maknae taken aback acted offended and headed back into the mass of dancing bodies.

“Oppa!~”

Young-Bae turns to be met with the smiling face of Chaerin.

“Oh hey you actually came?”

“Yeah, Tim and I talked things out everything's cool between us again” she smiled.

“Wish I could say the same for him…” he mumbled.

She furrowed her brows and peered over his shoulder “and what the hell is wrong with him?”

“I’ll give you one guess” he crossed his arms

“Alex” they say in unison.

“Aish, why the hell do you guys let him get like this?!” she pushed past him making her way toward the heaving form on the floor.

“Why does everybody say that?!” he threw up his arms.

Taking a knee, she bends down to meet Ji-Yong’s crying eyes.

“Ji-Yong-ie Oppa...” she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

Lifting his head from his knees he looks to Chaerin with tear stained eyes.

“Tsk” she brushes the matted hair on his forehead back “Oppa, what’s wrong?”

Ji-Yong chuckles to himself and replaced his head back on his knees.

“I get you don’t wanna talk right now and that’s okay but can you at least cry on a chair or something? this floor looks like it’s been through some shit” she grimaced looking at the surrounding floor.

No response.

“Do you wanna leave and go get some ice cream or something? Maybe chocolate?”

No response.

She sighed “okay that’s it” she placed her hand on his chin forcing him to look up at her “listen if you don’t tell me what is wrong, how am I supposed to help you? You know I have your back, we all do, anything. What is it?”

He wrapped his hand around her wrist pulling it off of his chin “nothing you can fix...nothing I can fix...everything is wrong” he spoke in a hoarse voice.

She furrowed her brows “okay instead of sounding super ominous, wanna give me more information than that?”

He sighed “Alex and Suh--”

“Say no more” she jumps to her feet brushing past the crowd of people with much haste leaving Ji-Yong and Young-Bae completely confused.

Not bothering to waste time being polite, Chaerin plowed her way past the mounds of intoxicated people in her way. Once Chaerin has her sights set on a specific target there is nothing and no one anyone could do to stop her.

Finally reaching the other side of the balcony, she peered on her tiptoes looking for any sign of her intended target.

“Ahh, Rowan!” she flagged her down.

“Oh my gosh, Chaerin how--”

“Yeah nice to see you too, sorry to cut the reunion short I’m kind of in a hurry. Rowan, where is your sister?”

Rowan raised an eyebrow “She’s just over there…” she pointed.

Quickly turning on her heel she marched straight to an unsuspecting Alex and grabbed her by the arm.

“What the fuck?!” Alex attempted to take her arm back “Chaerin what the hell is wrong with you?!”

“No time to chit chat come with me” not giving Alex a moment to rebuttal, she yanks her by the arm pulling her back toward the other table.

Reaching the bar that marked the halfway point between where the two balconies meet, Alex snatched her arm out of Chaerin's grasp.

“Okay I think we’ve gone far enough I think I deserve a little explanation as to what the fuck you think you are doing”

Charerin crossed her arms “I’m helping out a friend”

“A simple ‘hello’ would have sufficed. Besides I didn’t need any--”

“I wasn’t talking about you” she sighed “I was talking about that” she pointed.

“Who the busboy?” she raised an eyebrow.

“No not the busboy! That!” she grabbed her by the wrist pulling her into her point of view making it perfectly clear just who she was talking about.

“No” Alex pulled back.

“Alex come on”

“No Chaerin, I refuse”

“I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t serious”

“No, I’m sorry. I don’t want any part in whatever the hell is going on”

Chaerin shifted her weight on one foot “Please, he’s completely fucked up and won’t listen to anybody”

“Okay so why is that--”

“Your problem? Because you of all people know you’re the only one who he will actually listen to”

Alex crossed her arms.

“He’s a fucking mess. I mean he has been since...well you know”

Alex scoffed “and why would me helping now make any difference?”

“I don’t know” she sighed heavily “all I know is that you, are the only one he wants to hear anything from”

“I don’t know Chaerin…” she looked at her feet. “what could I even do? I think I would just exacerbate the problem...”

“True, but why not just try? I mean the worst that could happen is he cries harder, right?”

Alex lifts her head and turns to look back across the balcony “but--”

“Listen if he has a problem with you helping an old friend--

“My ex to be more exact” she interjected.

“Okay point being, if he has any problems with you helping someone out when they need it then what kind of guy would he be? Not a great one I think”

Alex bit her lip and let out a sigh.

“Come on, I’ll do all the talking. Maybe you just being there will help” Chaerin interlocked fingers with her walking toward the ‘friend’ in question further closing the distance between them.

Approaching the table Alex felt like her heart was in her throat. This is the encounter she was dreading happening; maybe not with the same detail but the encounter nonetheless.

Chaerin gave Alex a slight reassuring squeeze to the hand as she pulled her in tow behind her.

“Ji-Yong-ah please just drink the water!” Young-Bae pleaded as he had managed to convince Ji-Yong to get up off the floor and into a seat at the booth he was counting on Ji-Yong being a lot more willing to listen.

Chaerin cleared her throat.

“Ji-Yongie Oppa~ look who I brought, its Alex” she forces a smile.

Still with tears in his eyes he clenches his jaw “No. Stop lying to me, she wouldn't give a shit about me” a tear rolled down his cheek “That’s not her”

“Oppa...” she furrowed her eyebrows “Ok I know you're messed up, but it really is her...” she pulled Alex by the arm making her lurch forward toward Ji-Yong.

She takes in a deep breath and says ‘hi’ without looking at him.

He sits in his seat wide eyed with a tear rolling down his cheek “A-Alex?”

Chaerin smiles to herself as she slowly backs away and grabs Young-Bae by the wrist “Oookay~ we’re gonna go get him some more water you stay here!”

“No Chaerin wait!--” Alex turns to catch her by the arm but misses by mere inches and watches as she runs with Young-Bae in tow into the crowd leaving her and Ji-Yong by themselves.

Feeling awkward and that Ji-Yong’s eyes were boring holes into the back of her head she takes another deep breath and furrows her brows and kneels down in her $12,000 Balmain dress to get at his eye level.

“Ji-Yong” she looked him straight in the eye

Still in shock that she was actually there in real life and not in some drunken hallucination he just stared in awe

“Ji-Yong can you hear me?”

He simply nodded his head

“Hey” she put a hand on his cheek “how much did you have to drink?”

His cheeks became hot as his heart began to race at the direct contact with her skin; further cementing the reality of her being there.

She furrowed her brows

“Okay...well did you take anything else?” she said replacing the back of her hand on his forehead.

He gave her a drunken chuckle and reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out and orange pill bottle and gave it a shake.

“Oh my god..Ji-Yong!” she rolled her eyes “give” she held out her hand.

He gave her a smirk and playfully shook the bottle before her as she made to snatch it out of his hand; he clung onto the bottle and leaned foreward mere inches away from her face

“ha-ha. Very funny” she grabbed it out of his hand “let’s just get you sober” she stood.

He slouched back into his seat and sighed.

“Why can’t you just have a drink with me and call it a night?” he smirked.

She raised an eyebrow “having another drink is the last thing you need”

She reached for the water bottle on the table “here, this you can drink”

He sighed again and reluctantly take the water bottle from her and crossed his arms as he pouted.

She scoffed “ok Ji-yong, you just holding the water bottle and pouting like a five year old isn’t going to do anything for you. Drink.it.”

He squinted his eyes at her before begrudgingly taking a drink.

There was a slight awkward pause between the two of them despite the blaring music and voices of the hundreds of the drunk patrons surrounding them. Neither really knowing what to say; well Ji-Yong had plenty to say, he just wasn’t quite sure how to pose the words swirling around in his head so eloquently.

“I have to pee. Take me to the bathroom”

See even completely hammered out of his mind he had such a way with words…

She raised an eyebrow and scoffed “umm ok your majesty let me just get right on that” she sarcastically curtsied “let me just go find Young-Bae or someone--”

“No”

“No? What do you mean no?”

“I mean no. I don’t want any of them. I don’t want them to accidentally see anything…” he averted his eyes shyly.

“Oh so what, just because I’ve seen your dick before you think I wanna see it now?” she furrowed her brows “no thanks, I think I’ll pass”

He chuckled “no for real Alex, I just want you to hold me up. I don’t think I can stand straight without falling face first into the urinal”

“Ok I don’t understand why they can’t--”

“Please! I’m gonna piss my pants!”

She rolled her eyes again and begrudgingly helped him up.

He threw his arm around her shoulders and smiled when she held onto his dangling wrist as she helped him walk toward the bathroom.

“You know this would be a hell of a lot easier if you weren’t putting all your weight on me...and if I wasn’t wearing six inch stilettos...” she groaned.

He chuckled musing at her face.

Feeling his eyes on her, she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye”

“What? Do I have something on my face?”

He adjusted the wrist she was holding out of her grip and interlocked his fingers with hers.

“No, you were just hurting my wrist before” he lied.

Feeling taken aback by his actions, she swallowed hard as a shiver went up and down her spine.

With much haste, she picked up the pace desperately wanting to put an end to this perpetual nightmare.

Arriving at the bathroom door, she set Ji-Yong against the wall and quickly pulled the arm strewn across her shoulders up and over her head and placed it back into it’s rightful place.

“Ok there. Now go” she gestured at the bathroom door.

“I told you I needed your help” he made to hold her hand again but she quickly averted his touch by crossing her arms flush against her chest.

“And I told you, no” she said matter of factly “can you just go before you wet yourself?! I don’t want to have to stand outside of the men’s bathroom with you all night!”

He let out a sigh and gave her puppy eyes as he pouted.

She knitted her brows together “No. Ji-Yong no. D-dont do that!”

He chuckled “do what?”

She pursed her lips “That! That thing you do with your eyes when you don’t get your way”

He slightly raised an eyebrow and smirked “oh, you mean this?” he pouted his lips again but soon broke when she smacked his shoulder which made him laugh.

“Yes that!”

He smiled “come on, we’ll be in and out. I promise”

She raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

“I swear! Just in and out, promise” he smiled again.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before letting out a heavy sigh.

“Fine!” she stomped her foot “but you better pee fast!”

She pushed the door to the bathroom open as he closely followed suit with a smile permanently etched across his face.

Reaching the urinal, she stood crossing her arms and raised an eyebrow when he just stood there.

“Well? Come on gets to steppin’, you said in and out!”

“Okay, okay calm down” he stepped up to the urinal and she stepped behind him.

He reached down to unzip his pants, completely forgetting about the cast on his arm that prevented him from doing anything with his right hand.

“Umm…”

“Umm what? Now you don’t have to go all of a sudden?” she said in an annoyed tone.

He turned to face her and cleared his throat.

“Can you help me out? I can’t undo--”

“Oh no. no, no,no,no,no,no, NO!” she pointed “you said you needed me to help you stand up, putting my hands anywhere near your dick was not part of the deal!”

“Please! It’s not like I planned this!”

“Yeah fucking right!” she threw up her hands.

“Oh really liked I’d break my hand just at the slight probability that you’d be here to help me unzip my pants!” he threw up his bum hand.

“Well I wouldn’t put it past you” she sneered.

“The longer we stand here and argue the closer I am to pissing myself!”

Just then a knock came at the door.

‘Is everything okay in there? I hear yelling’ a muffled, drunken voice came from the other side of the door.

“BUTT OUT!” they yelled in unison.

‘But I really have to pee man…’

The two rolled their eyes before directing their attention back to each other.

“Listen the sooner you help me out, the sooner we can leave” he sighed.

She glared at him.

“Please”

She clenched her jaw and closed her eyes “if you tell anyone, and I mean anyone, about this...I will personally end you”

“Yes ma’am” he lifted up his hands and chuckled as she angrily unzipped his pants.

“Oh, don't forget about my belt…”

She glared at him again as she just as ferociously undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants.

Turning away from her, she placed her hands back on his shoulders. Trying to break up the tension in the room, he spoke up.

“Who would have thought after all this time, that we’d wind up here with you helping me out in the bathroo--”

“Would you just hurry up?!”

He quickly finished up his business, pulled up his underwear and turned back toward her motioning to help him zip up his pants; she merely glared at him again.

Making their way out of the bathroom she averted making any eye contact with anybody and walked briskly ahead of Ji-Yong.

“Yah, Alex wait”

She closed her eyes, took in a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh.

‘Why the hell is this happening to me?’ she thought.

Catching up behind her he interlocked his fingers with her once more.

Turning around quickly she snatched her hand back and pushed his shoulder

“Ji-Yong don’t”

He smirked.

She rolled her eyes as she kept walking forward flush against the wall as they made their way past the herds of people lining up to use the bathrooms.

“Damn it..”

“What was that?” she heard him mumble.

He leaned in close to her ear “I said damn it I’m really hot. Can we go outside?”

“Oh, oh yeah I think that VIP smoking section is by here”

Finally making their way to the VIP section where the hallway was much more spacious and not littered with people, they made their way out onto the outdoor VIP smoking section.

“Hiya boys” Ji-Yong drunkenly saluted the same security guards from before.

“Pffft, someone’s in a better mood…” one of them mumbled as he smirked.

“Hey, hi I’m Alex kind of a weird question to ask but can you guys close this off to anyone else? He just needs a couple minutes to chill out without a flock of people surrounding him”

“Sure thing ma’am” the burly man smiled.

“Oh and before I forget can you please have someone bring some waters and ice, but please don’t let them in, I don’t want anyone to know we’re here….together...”

The security guards glanced at each other and smirked “no problem” they said in unison.

Moments later a member of staff had dropped of just what she asked, and just as she requested one of the security guards delivered said items personally.

“I still feel really hot” Ji-Yong groaned as he fanned himself.

"okay take this thing off, you're going to give yourself a heatstroke and then I'm gonna have to go with you to the ER"

He gave her a crooked smile.

"If you wanted me to strip all you had to do was ask" he winced as she helped him out of his jacket "besides, ER doesn't sound too bad. wouldn't mind the company I'd be with..."

"Yeah well I don't know about you but I personally wanted to keep my night hospital free"

“Just go lay down over there will you?” she rolled her eyes as she folded his jacket into a makeshift pillow for his head.

She sets and ice cold bottle of water beside him on the large planter she takes one of the cloth napkins and puts ice on it for him.

"See, who needs a hospital when I've got the best nurse around right here" he said as he closed his eyes.

"Put the ice on your forehead..." she blushed "flattery will get you nowhere"

"But you were flattered" he smirked as he peeked at her with one eye.

"You know what I think the heat already damaged your brain. What a shame. Such a waste"

"The drinking and excessive partying might have more to do with that..."

He said monotonously making her laugh.

"Haven't gotten to see that smile in a long time" he muses "it suits you. so does that dress..."

"Are you cat calling me from like 2 feet away?" she laughed.

"Only if you want me to" he smiled and pulls the makeshift ice pack over his eyes.

She bites her lip "I--” she cleared her throat “--got your flowers by the way"

"I heard"

"Oh?"

"Friend of mine told me..."

She pursed her lips and nodded.

"Did you like them?"

"At first yes, then no..."

"And now?"

"Not sure. I'll let you know"

He smiles to himself "come sit next to me" he pats the space beside him "I don't bite"

"From what I remember you do..." she grabbed her drink from the table and made her way to sit beside him

He smirked "only the people I like"

"You must have really liked me then"

He chuckled and pulled the ice pack off his eyes

"I did--I do"

She takes a long sip of her drink.

He reached his arm up toward the drink in her hand "okay now your turn" he manages to get her to take the straw out of her mouth.

"My turn for what?" she chuckled.

He raised his eyebrows at her.

"What? tell you that I like you?" she laughed "what if I don't? would you be devastated?"

"No, but I won't say it won't sting"

"Fine, I'll say this" she set the empty glass down "I'm sitting here talking to you aren't I? Like you enough to not let you hurt yourself terribly"

"So just concern? platonic concern?" he probed.

"Ji-Yong..." she threw her head back and groaned "I know what you're trying to do and you're not getting out of me"

"I just wanna know what my chances are here"

"Ji-Yong!" she laughed "what chances? for what?"

"You know me better than anyone here, I'm sure you know what I'm talking about"

"Okay Heat Miser cool your jets" she smirked "gimme your napkin, all your ice is probably melted"

He pouted and handed it over to her.

She filled the napkin with new ice, just as she's hovered over him about to put it on his forehead she absentmindedly brushed his hair back and quickly retracted her hand when she realized what she had done. Ji-Yong without hesitation pulled her in for a kiss that quickly turned heated. He pulled away from the kiss and grabbed the ice filled napkin from her and tossed it away from them scattering ice all over the floor

"Come here" he growled as he gestured the come hither motion and pulled her to straddle him. He put his good hand on the nape of her neck and kissed her deeply. He moved his hand down to her hips and grinded his hips up into hers causing a small moan to escape her mouth.

"Oookay!" she quickly pulled away and got up off him "you obviously feel better so my work here is done"

She adjusted her dress and dusted it off as she grabbed her phone off the planter and made to exit.

"You're just gonna leave and pretend that didn't just happen?" he sat up.

"Yes! that's exactly what I'm going to do" she stopped and turned to face him "and that's what you should do too!"

"But I still need you" he rubbed his head.

"What to finish you off?!" she raised an eyebrow.

"No I can do that myself" he closed one eye and staggered his way toward her.

"Ji-Yong it was so nice seeing you again but I think this is where our run down memory lane comes to a complete halt" she turned to walk out again.

"Wait, there’s too many of you I can't chase you like this" he held out his arms in front of him like some sort of intoxicated zombie.

Just barely making it past the planter he stumbled on his own two feet.

"Alex!--oh fuck okay the room is spinning" he stopped in his tracks and and shut his eyes as he put both hands on his head.

"We're outside!" she yelled back.

Swearing at herself in her head, she made a U-turn and returned to the mess of a human being struggling to exist.

“Come here” she sighed as she stabilized him against the wall.

“My hero” he chuckled as he opened his eyes.

“Shut up” she smiled.

Ji-Yong smiled and brush some of her hair behind her ear.

“You were always the one coming to my rescue...should have been the other way around”

She sighed “Ji-Yong--”

“No seriously, you were always in my corner, even when you weren’t” he cupped her cheek. He swallowed hard before he leaned his head closer.

“I cannot believe you just went in for another kiss!” she pushed his shoulder and turned to storm back into the building.

“Wait!” pushing himself off of the wall with everything he had left in him he tried to mentally sober himself up just momentarily enough to catch up to her.

Trying to coordinate his feet with his brain he was amazed at how fast she could charge down the emergency exit staircase. Flight after flight of stairs Ji-Yong was beginning to feel dizzy again, but pushing past his better judgment he kept going as fast as his legs would take him until he made it to the main exit door to the outside.

Not stopping to catch his breath he frantically looked every which way searching for her. Catching a glance of her livid form he called after her.

“Alex please wait!” he staggered forward “just let me explain”

Stopping dead in her tracks, she turned on her heel and marched straight back to where he haphazardly stood.

“Explain?” she crossed her arms “explain what? That you were intentionally trying to be a jerk? Explain that--”

Keeled over still trying to catch up to his brain just as much as he was trying to catch his breath he started to see tunnel vision.

“Alex..”

“I’m not done! And another thing--”

“Alex” he said more firmly.

“Would you stop cutting me off!”

“Alex!” he coughed “I’m about to--”

“Oh my god, Ji-Yong. Ji-Yong!”

#bigbang scenarios #bigbang imagines #bigbang fanfiction #bigbang fanfic #bigbang angst #g dragon imagines #g dragon scenarios #g dragon angst #g dragon smut #g dragon fluff #gdragon scenarios #gdragon fanfiction #gdragon imagines #gdragon angst #gdragon smut

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themutantunderground · 7 years

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Trick or Treat

It's Halloween at the Mutant Underground HQ, and John, Lorna, and Marcos are trying to make the best of it for the kids.

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@stuckbetweenalltheworlds @mutantundergroundsupporter @excellentunderground I wrote the thing! ^_^ it’s not super long but it exists!

"Lorna, I thought we agreed on a couple bags of candy."

"This is a couple."

"Yeah, plus about a dozen more. What did you and Marcos do, hold up a candy store?"

"My sweet tooth told me to do it."

John smirked as Sage and Lorna argued about the pile of candy on the table. Marcos and Lorna must have taken more money out of the stash than they were supposed to, but John wasn't going to fuss about it, not when it was already done. Honestly, this was way more than they needed for their little plan, but the kids were going to be ecstatic.

While Sage grumbled about funds and Lorna snarked, John started opening bags and sorting through the candy. Chocolate here, stuff with peanut butter over there because Evelyn was allergic, lollipops for Taj, all the gummy things to the side because Riley would want them even if she never said it. After tonight, they were going to have to find a mutant dentist for all these potential cavities.

"Did you get costumes, too?" Sage asked, hands on her hips.

"Of course," Marcos said. He was over on the couch, pulling Goodwill clothes and little Dollar Tree accessories out of plastic bags. "What's Halloween without costumes?"

Sage cut a look at John. "We're going to go broke over a commercial holiday, just so you know."

"We'll tighten up somewhere else," John said, giving her a small smile. He picked up a Twix, her favorite, and handed it to her. "It's going to be okay, Sage."

The brilliant mutant snagged the candy bar and ripped into it, popping it into her mouth like a chocolate cigar. "All right, but I get to pass out the good stuff. Don't give me the Jolly Ranchers."

"What do you have against Jolly Ranchers?" Lorna called after to her as Sage headed out of the room. Grinning, she turned toward John and Marcos, leaning forward with her hands on the table. "Do the kids know yet?"

"I think they've got an idea," Marcos said. He glanced toward the other door, and there was a swish of dark hair and clawed fingers disappearing from the doorway.

There were more kids than usual in the HQ at the moment, which had prompted this whole Halloween thing. Lately Sentinel Services seemed to have been targeting families who had noticeably mutant kids, so a lot of the Underground's work recently involved rescuing children. There were orphans and runaways, as well as a few kids who had a relative or someone with them.

Throwing a Halloween party was Lorna and Marcos' idea, a way to give the kids a semblance of something normal, and John had gotten on board. This was the kind of thing that the kids missed out on when they were on the run.

John didn't look up as Lorna looped a bandanna around his head, covering his eyes for a minute. She tied it tight, and he had to push it up and out of his eyes. "Should I even ask?"

"You're going as a pirate," she said, ruffling his hair before situating the bandanna. "We even got you an eye patch."

"It's cheap, so it's likely to poke you in the eye and blind you," Marcos said. He tossed the piece of plastic at John, who snagged it out of the air.

"And now you have to talk like a pirate the rest of the day," Lorna said.

John rolled his eyes. "I see, that was your grand master plan, right?"

"That wasn't very pirate-like, John," Marcos said, his tone playfully scolding. "Try adding an 'argh' or an 'aye aye' in there."

John lifted an eyebrow and then lobbed a piece of candy at Marcos, pinging it gently off his forehead. "Why don't you be the pirate?"

"Because you're wearing the bandanna."

The three of them finished sorting candy and put it into a random assortment of containers before they divided up the costumes and went to find the kids. John headed to the courtyard at the back of HQ and whistled loudly. The kids knew they weren't supposed to wander far from the old bank, so they raced out of the woods where they had been playing and toward John. There were five of them there in the courtyard, either mutants themselves or kids of mutants who would probably turn out to be the same.

"Are we really doing Halloween?" one of the kids, Evelyn, asked. She had shimmery, iridescent patches on her skin and all-blue eyes, like a cloudless summer sky. Grinning, she grabbed a feather boa from the basket of clothes and costume pieces John had set on the ground. "Like, a real one?"

"Sort of," John said. He picked up a big plastic necklace from the bag and handed it to her. "You'll still get a lot of candy, how's that?"

"I wanna jawbreaker," said a boy, his hair a spikey blue mess. He was pulling on a long, plaid shirt. "Can I be a zombie?"

"Yeah, Sonia said she would do face paint," John said, "She's upstairs but finish getting your costume first." He looked around as the kids picked through the bags. "Hey, where's Riley?" The four-year-old had been at the HQ for a couple months already, but she sometimes had trouble connecting with the other kids. She was a little shy still, though at least she talked more than she used to. It was taking time but she was slowly healing.

"In the library," Evelyn said. She was now all decked out in the boa, sunglasses, and the necklace John had given her. "With Ms. Colette."

"Thanks." John grabbed the small satchel he had set aside just for Riley and went back inside. People were getting into place for the Halloween party, grabbing the candy containers and setting up last minute games with whatever they could find. Maybe it wasn't conventional, but at least the kids would have a good time.

When he stepped into the library, he didn't automatically see Riley or Colette, but his senses quickly pointed him to a small, tented reading corner. There was a sheet over one corner of the room, with old white Christmas lights and pillows all tucked into the tent. Colette was sitting beside the tent, a book spread open in her hands, and he could see the tiny missing four-year-old curled up on the pallet in the tent, her wings curled around her.

When John met Colette's eyes, she peeked over at Riley. "She's been out for almost an hour."

"No nightmares?" John asked softly. He walked over and sat down across from Colette, right at the opening to the tent.

"Only one, but she quieted down quickly," Colette replied.

John smiled. Hey, that was sort of an improvement. Riley hadn't slept through an entire night since they had brought her to HQ. Most nights, she would be awake an hour after getting tucked in or he would find her sleepwalking around HQ.

Setting the bag down in front of the tent, he patted Colette's leg and then stood up. "I have to go help get ready, but can you give that to her when she wakes up?"

"Sure," Colette said, nodding.

A half hour later, everything was ready for HQ's very first Halloween party. Half of the adults and teens manned hastily created game stations while others scattered themselves around HQ to pass out candy. John was going to help pass out candy, but once the kids swarmed in, he handed his spot off to one of the teens and focused on crowd control. Not that they had that many kids, but when the kids could float candy, jump five feet straight up, or fly, well, it became a little more chaotic.

He was pulling Adam off of a banister when he noticed Marcos walking down the stairs, Riley clinging to him like a lifeline. The little girl's dark eyes were huge as she stared at the other kids.

"I don't think she's ever done Halloween," Marcos told John. That made sense, considering her past. Riley hid her face in Marcos' shoulder as he got closer to John.

Automatically, John set Adam down, sending him back to the others. He reached up and took off the eye patch before gently scratching at Riley's back. "Hey, kiddo. It's just me."

Riley slowly peeked at him and then tilted her head to the side. Tentatively, she reached out and touched his eyebrow over the eye he had been wearing the patch over. John smiled. "I like your costume."

She smiled back and touched the bright blue tutu with the white stars. She had a tiara on too, one with Wonder Woman's iconic red star on it.

"Do you want John to go with you to get all the candy?" Marcos asked.

When Riley nodded, Marcos handed her over to John and then slapped a hand against John's shoulder. "I'll take over kiddy wrangling."

"Aye aye," John said with the most serious, straight face he could muster. At least until Marcos started laughing, which got him to join in too.

#john proudstar #the gifted #fanfic

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raccoonsinqueen · 7 years

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Soulless Part 2

Quickly made this while I was at work *sweats*

“YOU’RE GOING ON A DATE?” Sans did a double-take, looking Papyrus up and down. “YOU? YOU ARE GOING ON A DATE??”

“mm-hmm.” Papyrus shoved a handful of chips in his mouth. Had to get ready somehow, right?

“PAPYRUS? MY GOOD-FOR-NOTHING, LAZIER-THAN-SLOTHKINGS, ASH-GUZZLING BROTHER IS GOING ON A DATE??”

“yes, m’lord.”

“I CAN’T BELIEVE IT.” Sans looked off in the distance as if that would give him answers. “SOMEONE ACTUALLY ISN’T COMPLETELY REPULSED BY YOUR... WHOLE SELF. WAIT... THIS IS CONSENSUAL, RIGHT?”

“yep.”

“IT’S A MIRACLE!” Sans exclaimed. “I WOULD CONGRATULATE YOU! IF YOU WEREN’T SO LAZY. IT TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH TO FINALLY FIND SOMEONE, THOUGH I CAN SEE WHY IT TOOK SO LONG.”

Papyrus shrugged. He never told Sans about the girls who he had rejected over the years, and it was for the best.

“WELL, I’M JUST GLAD YOU’RE FINALLY GOING OUT AND DOING SOMETHING WITH YOUR GARBAGE DUMP OF A LIFE. SO CONGRATULATIONS FOR NOT BEING A TOTAL WASTE OF SPACE.”

“Thank you, m’lord.” Papyrus genuinely smiled. His little bro was so cute.

Something lit up in Sans eyes as he gained an idea, “OH, AND IF YOU NEED SOME TIPS ON BEING A DATING MASTER (WHICH WE BOTH KNOW YOU DO), I COULD GRACIOUSLY LEND YOU MY EXPERTISE? I HAPPEN TO BE VERY WELL VERSED IN THE DATING WORLD, UNLIKE YOU!”

Sans had been on one date ever, and it was with a small child and their flower friend.

“i would be honored, m’lord.”

“OF COURSE YOU WOULD! MWAHAHA!” Sans beamed, making Papyrus smile again. “OKAY, SO FIRST THINGS FIRST IS YOUR GONNA NEED TO WEAR YOUR SPECIAL CLOTHES UNDER YOUR NORMAL CLOTHES, JUST IN CASE SHE-!”

There was a knock on the door.

“that’s probably her.”

“I’LL GET IT!” Sans put his hands on his hips triumphantly before bounding to the door. “LET’S SEE WHAT GARBAGE IS WILLING TO SETTLE FOR YOU! MWAHAHA!”

Sans opened it, but suddenly his expression changed. His eyelights grew just a bit, and his cheekbones warmed with magenta. Papyrus noted this very carefully.

“Y-Y/N?” Sans faltered, before rearranging his position in a ‘casual’ way. “I, UH- FANCY SEEING YOU HERE!”

“Sans,” The girl smiled, “It’s lovely to see you again.”

“O-OF COURSE IT IS! IT’S ALWAYS LOVELY SEEING ME!” Sans huffed, only growing in color. “BUT WHY ARE YOU HERE! AR-ARE YOU HERE BECAUSE YOU COULDN’T STAND TO BE AWAY FROM ME??” Papyrus could see the hope in his eyes.

The girl giggled, “Always. But that’s not the only reason. I, uhm, I actually came for... your brother.”

“MY BROTHER?” Sans said, like the word was rotten. “WHY WOULD YOU NEED TO SEE MY BROTHER?”

“Well-”

“NEVERMIND, DON’T ANSWER THAT BECAUSE I DON’T REALLY CARE.” Sans waved off. “BESIDES, PAPY’S ABOUT TO GO ON HIS FIRST DATE, SO HE’S BUSY.”

“F-first...?” There was that lovely ruby shade again.

“YEAH, PFFT. I KNOW, IT’S HILARIOUS.” Sans said, elbowing her side. “UNLIKE ME! WHO IS A DATING MASTER!”

“Is that so?” She giggled.

“IT IS!” Master Sans excitedly, “I WAS JUST GIVING PAPY SOME POINTERS AND DATING TIPS BECAUSE OF HIS LACK OF EXPERIENCE!”

“Do you think you could give me some tips?”

“Y-YOU?” Sans almost jumped back, flustered. “W-W-WHY? DID YOU WANT TO-!?”

“Because I’m going on that date with Papyrus.”

“. . . ... PAPYRUS...” Papyrus watched as his brothers heart broke in front of him. The color left Sans and his eye lights shrunk in shock. Once the initial shock hit him, though, Sans buried himself in his bandana, his eyelights burning with hatred as he stared at the floor. The look alone made Papyrus’ mindset drop. “I SEE.”

“What’s wro-?”

“i’ve changed my mind.” Papyrus spoke up, grabbing the door to close it. “i don’t like you. leave.”

But just as Papyrus was slamming the door in her face, Sans stopped the door with his boot. Papyrus was about to question him, but Sans turned to him with a darkened expression. “I DON’T WANT YOUR LEFTOVERS.”

Papyrus face fell. He didn’t even have time to console his young brother because Sans shoved him outside and slammed the door. Papyrus tried to go back inside, but it was locked.

Anger filled Papyrus as he turned to the girl who created this whole mess. Why couldn’t she just like Sans?! Sans was way cooler than he was! How stupid could you be to choose him over Sans?! And now Sans was probably broken hearted because of this idiotic, annoying-!

The girl was looking to the floor with sorrow and wariness. Good. She had better been sorry.

“tramp.” Papyrus growled, turning away swiftly.

Despite his insults and as he walked away, she followed him.

“stop following me.” He didn’t even look at her, but judging by the lack of footsteps behind him, she had stopped following him.

Though, Papyrus could only get a few yards before Sans’ words echoed in his mind. Leftovers... Argh! Why did she have to make things so complicated for him!?

Papyrus turned on his heel and briskly started walking back to the girl. She looked to him with question, but that expression soon turned to pain when he grabbed her wrist harshly and started walking again.

“Ah! What are y-?”

“no questions.” Papyrus fumed. Now he just had to figure out how to fix this mess...

---

The tension was so thick, it could’ve been cut with a knife. They were at Muffet’s, in a booth in a dark corner of the diner. Papyrus was tapping his foot impatiently while the girl was sitting across from him, her hands folded in her lap and her eyes glued to the salt and pepper.

Papyrus sighed. He had to figure out a way to get her to hate him. Which, granted recent events, should’ve happened already. But nooooooo, she had to be as stubborn as a mule, didn’t she? She should’ve hated him when he ripped her letter in half! And if not then, then when he insulted it! Was she a masochist?!

Ugh. Papyrus could only think about Sans and his burning eyelights filled with hated. And not just his usual annoyed expression, but pure betrayal. It filled Papyrus with a broken feeling he didn’t want.

“I think you should tell Sans that the date went poorly.”

“what?” Papyrus was ripped from his own thoughts.

She looked to the side, tentatively. “I don’t think Sans likes me very much... You saw his face when he found out I was going on a date with you. He must want somebody better for you...”

Papyrus choked, “what?”

“I didn’t really get the last thing he said, but I think you should say we ended up not clicking. I can vouch for you if he asks?”

Wow. Okay, well problem solved then. Papyrus leaned back, “... you’re really dense.”

The color returned to her cheeks. It was nice. “W-what? Did I get it wrong? Should we say it went well?”

“no, you’re right. relatively.” Papyrus looked to the side. “so what? you wanna meet in secret?”

“What? Oh no, that would be unfair to Sans.” She stood up. “Honestly, Papyrus, I didn’t expect to get this far with you.”

“me neither.” Papyrus shrugged, before eyeing her. “then what’s the plan? I thought you were ‘head over heels with me’?”

“W-well, yes.” She flushed. “But I’m perfectly content with you just knowing my feelings. The last thing I want is to get in between you and your brother, so I’m fine with just staying friends.”

Something irked Papyrus. She’s content with him just knowing her feelings? Who does that? “why aren’t you fighting for me?”

The girl blinked, her cheeks turning a rosy color. “Did you want me to?”

... That was an interesting question. Did he want her to? It would be more interesting to see her trying her hardest just for him. Though, it would be easier if she just fell for Sans. But which did he want more? Regardless, the answer to that wouldn’t change the answer he gave her, “not really.”

She smiled, “Alright. I hope to see you around, Papyrus.”

She turned around, and Papyrus couldn’t stop himself from saying, “stop.”

She did.

“sit down.”

She did.

“... you're going to leave me with the check before the food even comes out?” He rested his chin on his wrist. “you're very rude.”

“O-oh my goodness!” She ducked her head to hide her ruby complexion. “Sorry, I didn’t mean-! I forgot-!”

He couldn’t quite place his interest with this girl, maybe it was due to the fact that nobody really has put themselves before Papyrus before? Putting aside her own attraction just to keep his brother happy? Maybe that should’ve made it happy? It didn’t. But it did make him curious, and he didn’t know why he liked it.

“how do you meet my brother?” He started.

“Oh!” She smiled, “I work at the amusement park! That’s actually, uhm, where I met you too... But you must’ve forgotten. Which is totally understandable, to be honest.” She said, honestly.

He didn’t forget, he just didn’t care.

“I had noticed you two coming every once and awhile, but I hadn’t met Sans until he scraped his knee —er— knee-bone on a cart.”

“what’d you do?” If Papyrus remembered correctly, she rushed to his side and pulled out her first aid kit.

“I just put a bandaid on him, I kept them on me because I’m so clumsy with the machinery and cut my fingers often.” She smiled, lifting her fingers to show the colorful array of bandaids. “But Sans seemed to appreciate it, even if he was a little tsundere about it.”

Papyrus snickered. Sans had always been cute like that.

“That’s when you came over, once Sans had been bandaged.”

“and what’d i do?” He had immediately ignored her and pretended like she didn’t exist as he checked to see if Sans was okay.

“You went straight to your brother to see if he was alright. I-It was... very kind and admirable. Your worry over him... Even though he tried to brush you off as an annoyance, I could tell he was happy you were there.” She brushed a stray strand of her hair behind her ear, “It was... sweet...”

“hmm.” All these compliments were foreign to Papyrus.

“A-anyway, after that Sans had visited the amusement park more often. This time, without you. Which was a l-little disappointing... But I really enjoyed Sans’ visits!” She avoided Papyrus’ striking eyelights, “I just... enjoyed it when you were there, too.”

“really?” Papyrus smirked. He liked that.

She nodded.

“cute.”

It was as if her entire face exploded a steaming red. “C-cute?!”

“don’t die on me, now.”

“I-I wasn’t! I was j-just, uhm, not expecting...” She bashfully covered part of her face with her hands.

Papyrus liked the effect he had on her. He liked how much control he had. He liked that she wanted his approval more than anything, and would ignore his insults and temper if it meant being near him. He liked that she wanted him more than Sans-!!

Whoa, when did that thought enter his head? Papyrus had always put Sans before himself, he should be wanting her to be with Sans! ... But he didn’t? Maybe he could just have this one thing... And of course it wouldn’t last forever, and she’ll run crying to Sans. So it’d be a win win. Papyrus gets this new play thing, and Sans will get the girl in the end. So technically, Papyrus was doing him a favor. ...Right? Right! ...

“what shifts do you work at the amusement park?”

“I-...Uh, what?”

“i want to visit you.”

The thumping of her heart beat was loud enough that Papyrus could hear it, echoing in the empty corridor where Papyrus’ soul should’ve been. Her ruby blush flushed her face once again, but her expression was nothing but shock.

“R-Really?”

Papyrus smirked. He had her like a fish on a hook.

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cowardcouch · 5 years

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The Eccedentesiast’s Trouvaille

Chapter 4

" Life is something really wonderful bestowed upon us by God . "

Not again ......

"Nothing is ever wrong ...It's how we perceive the things."

I know , so stop it . RIGHT NOW .

"If you close your eyes once and think about it , you'll come to know the point that I'm saying."

That's it . It's happening in 3 , 2, ......."SHUT UP ! SHUT UP ! SHUT UP !!!! " You clutched your hair in frustration . "STOP PLAYING WITH MY HEAD THIS INSTANT ." You screeched on top of your lungs . Still breathless , you grabbed the nearest pillow .You thrashed it and punched the hell outta it . All the cotton stuff sprung out of the ripped pillow .You had literally raked the poor fellow . All your vocal cords had worn off by now . They had finally surrended to your undying exuberance . Your screaming competition was over when the clicking sound of the door was heard .

"Ma'am are you- Oh My Whoopies ! What happened here ?" Her expression called for a ghost . You swept your gaze around the room . It looked as if a huge tornado had hit your room . It looked like a complete landfill , cotton and remains of the legendary ripped pillow were lying lifeless in every nook of your room .

" You can leave ahjumma . I'll do the cleaning ." You grabbed the broom from her hands and started working upon the task you had undertaken . "But-" She was embarassed when you grabbed the broom from her hands .

"It's fine . Let the person responsible for the mood swings and consequent mess do this ." She nodded her head and reluctantly left the room . You sighed and collected your hair in a ponytail . You beheld the surroundings and shook your head in disbelief . Finally , the wild and heartless beast within you was unleashed . Usually , you weren't this violent . It was because of him , him who made you like this .

Ding Ding ~ . Right . Baekhyun was the one responsible for this . Ever since then , you had been thinking about his words , specifically him . You had never seen someone so radiant and happy as him . There was something about him that made him one of a kind . You were jealous of the fact that he could smile so easily unlike you . You were eager to meet him , like an unstable electron , you were impatient . Analyzing your tough persona , you shouldn't be affected by his words . "Forget him . He's a sheer nuisance ." He's an angel . "He talks gibberish ." He talks beautifully ; eternal beauty ."ARGH!!! " You shouted and half-cried .

Coincidentally , Baekhyun and you were in the same boat .......

♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦

"Please don't try to become a part of my life ; it's a complete mess . I already have so many problems , and ....I don't want you to be one of them ."

What did she mean ? Problems? Should I search for her or should I let it be ?

"Stop it . You're stressing yourself ." Baekhyun's grandma stroked his hair .

"Huh ? " Baekhyun stood up and stretched his arms . " I told you . If fate wants-"

"I know , I know." The 'kid' interrupted his grandma's statement . "Fate this , fate that . I know it but can't we , for just once , go against it ? It's unfair for it to be the superior one ." The old one chuckled at her grandson's statement aking the latter confused . "Well , if you wanna take risk ..."

"Risk . I was born to take risks." With his chest puffed , he held his head high with pride . Grandma suppressed a laugh and smacked his head . "Ouch . It hurts ." He rubbed the affected area . " I can take the risk . See , I'm strong ." He lifted up his shirt and flashed his perfectly sculpted abs . "Nah , wouldn't do ." His grandma shrugged her shoulders and continued setting up the flowers . Baekhyun hung his mouth in astonishment but then chuckled .

"It's time . You should go to your part time job . It's your first day , you wouldn't want to be late ." Baekhyun widened his eyes and looked at the clock . 9 : 15 !! Only 15 more minutes . He hastened to get ready . Quickly changing into presentable clothes , he combed his hair with his long and slender fingers . Grabbing his coat , he raced outside . "Bye , grandma ." He waved his hand and jumped on his bicycle .

"Wohoo~" He shouted in delight excited for his first experience as a part-timer . Indeed , it was the beginning of a new day , a new job and meeting new people , meeting the ones you have already met, also ,the ones you want to meet .

♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦

"That would be 100 Won ." Taking the money from the customer , he gave her the change . " You're so handsome ." He chuckled and thanked the customer for the compliment . "Please come again ." He bowed his head and didn't forget to wear a heartwarming smile on his face . Smile didn't even disappear from his face for even once . He had learnt the basic ethics that one should be polite , never forget to smile but to some extent ( it becomes creepy after that) , and count the money properly .

"Good job , newbie ." He turned his head to the side to see a tall boy of his age leaning against the counter . "I'm Chanyeol . I've been working here for a while . I go to The Bucheon University , you ?" Baekhyun was hesitant in introducing himself as no one ever asked him anything . He was non-existent in his university . "I am Baekhyun . I go to The Seoul University ." He shook hands with the giant and flashed him a genuine smile . A friend at the new workplace ......nice .

" Baekhyun I want you to deliver this fried chicken to this address ." Baekhyun grabbed the packet and the note on which the address was written . " Marimba University . Okay , sir ." He quickly went outside the restaurant and sat oh the scooter . "I'm coming Marimba ." He started the engine and drove to his destination .

♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦

" Yes , yes . I'm near the library ma'am .Okay . I'm almost there ." By the end of the hallway , Baekhyun could spot the nameplate with 'LIBRARY' beautifully written on it . With phone in his left hand and packet in his right hand , he entered the silent yet serene arena of the whole university . It was a huge room with plenty of book shelves . It would take him many lives to be born again and read all the books kept in there . As expected , there were only a few students . While scanning the whole room , he spotted a female student holding the phone near her ear and waving at him . He dropped the phone from his ear to cut the call and advanced towards her .

"This is your order ma'am ." He handed her property and accepted the money . After a few calculations , he handed her the change and left the library . He had some time as spare and decided to explore this prestigious university .

"Wow!" Baekhyun's mouth was in a pool of drool when he observed his surroundings . The university had an ancient structure . The brown walls had different carvings . The ceiling of the university was at a great height . A beautiful chandelier hung in its centre which adorned the hall . The influx of students was huge in the cafeteria ; the ambrosial scent must be the sole reason of the groups of student here .

After exploring the internal structure , he decided to go out in the bright sun .The campus was surrounded by lush greenery , mostly by cherry blossom trees . While walking , he found many couples making out near them . With a blush on his cheeks , he tried to ignore the hot and sensational scenes and increased his pace . Finally , he discovered an isolated area . Whilst walking , his ears recognized a familiar tune . " No way ...." Relying on his instincts , he took small steps to his unknown destination . The amplitude of sound increased as he kept on walking in the north direction . He stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted a familiar silhouette .

She was facing towards the east with her guitar , singing wholeheartedly . Her eyes were closed , and the strands of her hair were covering her face as if they were embarrassed to show her face . Her hands automatically changed chords with the variations in the song . As if already planned , the petals were flowing down on her when the wind carried them away . A smile took shape on his lips when he observed her . It was not only her voice but also her beauty that held him at place . He quickly took out his phone and clicked her photo , not forgetting to keep it as a token of remembrance .

The song stopped soon disappointing Baekhyun . He had planned on standing there for a while . Though his limbs had given way , it was scene worth watching . You stood up and were shocked to see Baekhyun standing there , right in front of your eyes .

" Wh-What are you doing here ? " You questioned in disbelief . Baekhyun just looked down and when he looked up to flash you a smile to hide his nervousness . " I-I just happened to deliver fried chicken here . You see , I have started working at a chicken restaurant a few blocks down from here . " You just nodded your head . It was a plausible explanation since he was wearing a yellow and red shirt with Kim's Chicken written on it and a cap with ....a chicken's comb ?

" Did you hear my song , again ? " He nodded his head in embarrassment . " I had no intention or whatsoever of disturbing you . I-I just happened to be passer-by ." He explained and bit his lip .

" Then I should get going ." You picked up your guitar and marched past him . " Hey , wait ! " You turned around and found him standing near you . " I wanted to say something . "You folded your arms and waited for him to continue . " C-Can we be f-friends ?" You dropped your arms in astonishment . You had a few friends before but since your mother's death , you had been aloof . Now you were given the title of ' creep ' here , and were treated as invisible . No one was interested in talking to you even if you had good grades . There were some willing to initiate a conversation with you but your deadly glare had driven them away .

" Why do you want to befriend me ? We don't even know each other well ." You spoke and wished for him to go away . " We can know each other well if we become friends . I know you are going through a lot , and I just want to help you . Together , we can help-"

" Why do you care ? " You snapped at him . " I-I..-" Not giving him any chance to speak , you continued . " You are really a good person , Baekhyun . This world needs you . Just stay away from me , I won't do you any good . My life is ....complicated , don't tangle it more ." You spoke with tears building in your eyes and turned to leave .

" But I know you are not like this . It's like you are trying to conceal your true self ." You heard him say this and stopped your movement . Wiping the salty tears , you turned around again to face him . " Don't come near me again ....It's not good for happy people like me . I'm full of negativity , so just keep away ." You spoke with a stern yet hoarse voice and left him there alone .Someone rightly said that situations teach people to lie ....

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