#creature on the right went through a lot of different animals but i think she ended up a leopard

[kiwi]

i forgot i can just draw furries

[commenter2]

"Welcome to Heaven" review

Time for a change of scenery and to learn more about Heaven. Spoilers.

Nice to see Vaggie told the truth instead of attempting to lie. I am curious, would that have even worked on Charlie? Does Charlie have a power to tell if people are lying to her, since her father is the “father of lies”?

That was sweet of Vaggie, but there is a lining of “Vaggie sacrifices more for the relationship” idea in my Charlie/Vaggie trailer breakdown here. LUCKILY there hasn’t been much of that as I expected in this season. At least we’ll find out how Vaggie lost her Exorcist title.

CHAGGIE KISS! Wait why’d she kiss her on the eyepatch? Also I’m NOW just wondering if Vaggie DOES still have her left eye, but is covering it up Japanese anime style cause it contains a great Exorcist power?

Here’s Cherri Bomb making an “explosi.. eh I’m not going to finish that lame joke. I do like the new Australian accent they gave her.

I’m not liking where this is going. I feel like this is going to result in a situation like in the pilot where Angel and co. embarrass Charlie’s goal in front of everyone in Heaven. I mean (spoilers based on the HH S1 trailer) something is going to make the next Extermination happen, but I hope it’s something else.

You really should have told the others to behave themselves before leaving Charlie.

A new portrait of Charlie and her parents in the background. It’s hard to make out, so hopefully someone posts a proper version of it soon.

Charlie casually throwing Vaggie through portal XD.

(Pen sees Cherri) knew this was coming here we go. Bet Pen X Cherri shippers are going to enjoy that moment.

Anyone else think the eye symbol at Heaven’s gate is also a reference to the Sheikah Eye from Legend of Zelda?

Saint Peter? With her last name being Morningstar, you think he would realize she is Lucifer’s daughter.

Charlie Morningbreakfast

Cursing is allowed in Heaven. Interesting to know, you think there will be a gag for when someone curses, everyone else covers their ears “Harry Potter Musicals” style?

So angels can take on different forms. Also was it just me or did the old angel’s bird form look like Stella a bit? I did have this theory that touched on the idea of how after fallen angels went to Hell, they would evolve to become different from what those in Heaven look like and create subspecies, and it looks that is true.

The angel finally has a name, Sera. Oh she may sound nice now but wait till we see her evil side! Right there she says, “you are gifted to be here”, life if she wasn’t Lucifer’s daughter she would have been really rude to Charlie.

Even though she says she is the highest of the Seraphim (the highest rank in Heaven’s hierarchy if pic of said topic are any indication) I feel like there is going to be a moral Heaven thing where every angel is treated equal. I thought I bring this up now cause when Sera reveals herself as a villain, I hope later on she becomes an antagonist (replacing Adam) who fights against Charlie’s redemption plan but will have trouble when other Seraphim’s and Archangels side with Charlie.

Sounds like Emily is the Charlie of Heaven XD.

Got some interesting designs like a Hellhound looking creature with hooves and that…thing she is next to. There is also someone that looks a lot like Vaggie but with no mouth, who “COINCIDENLY” has a close eye where Vaggie has an eyepatch.

I think that was a FNAF/Chuck E Cheese mascot band refence there.

MOLLY HOLY CRAP! Looks like we found the motivation to get Angel to redeem himself! I was going to wonder why she was spider looking creature when you think Heaven only has people in human/cute animal like forms, till I saw that crab looking angelic being in the same scene. Also on the bottom right, I think that’s a Sara Bellum from PPG reference.

Again. Sera being rude, though Emily sounds very ally like.

Vaggie being jealous XD

LUTE? Wait does this mean Adam is wearing a mask/helmet/whatever too? I bet he’s fugly under it XD.

Damn the Amazon Prime pause button. It keeps making the video skip ahead instead of doing its job!

OKAY HUGE REVEAL THERE! HOW COME NO ONE ELSE KNOW ABOUT THE EXTERMINATONS? Do the archangels at least know? Either way this could actually be good but I’ll get into that later.

Okay so Sera seems to be one of those “doing bad to do good” kind of characters as she just wants to protect Heaven, explains why she looked so sad in Charlie’s story, but I feel like she will have prejudices too. It also sounds like Adam was the sole person who came up with the Exterminations.

FINALLY confirmation of Vaggie being a former Exorcist! :D… Wait… Oh crap! :(

ADAM GAVE VAGGIE HER NAME! CALLED IT!! https://www.tumblr.com/commenter2/718141081445957632/odd-theory-but-do-you-think-vaggie-got-her-name?source=share

That was a hellborn child! I had suspicions that Exorcist also killed Hellborn demons during the Exterminations (Viv did once say they kill anything that wasn’t indoors) but still its more shocking than knowing it was a correct fact.

I do like that the Extermination scene is a flashback and not taking place in the finale like I predicted.

Also as messed up as what happened to Vaggie, losing her eye and wings (more on that later) at least it led to her instantly meeting Charlie. Hey they are wearing their pilot outfits :D

At least we can look forward to a Vaggie vs. Lute fight in the future.

Since it was shown that Lute was able to wound Vaggie when she was still an angel, my idea from my “Overture” review of the dead Exorcist being killed by one of its own is a little stronger now. I still think someone else like the threat impersonating Lilith did it, but I'm still keeping that as a possibility until we learn more.

If the first human soul to arrive in Heaven doesn’t know what qualifies to get into Heaven, then Charlie redemption plan deserves a chance. It also makes me curious on what the other angels think qualifies. Also again how would Angel be any different than having Adam there.

WAIT WHAT ABOUT ABEL? He was murdered by his brother long before Adam died, what happened to him after he died?

See I told you we’d get another pilot situation, though at least it’s better than last time as Angel did resist for a time. Heck Husk and Sir Pentious should also be considered proof of being able to redeem since Pen was being nice to a degree and Husk was actually trying to help Angel.

Seriously, Adam has been cursing up a storm, yet you react to when Charlie does it? Maybe like us they were just surprised that she can curse, given how good she is.

Looks like I was wrong about the situation leading to pilot vibes. GOOD! Also great to see Angel stand up to Val.

Now that we know that Val’s shirt are his wings, it makes the scene of Niffty ripping a piece off hilarious XD.

This seems enough proof to me that someone can be redeemed, don’t try and change the subject Adam.

So no angelic being in that room properly knows how judging a soul works? While odd, I wonder if this is a result of after what happened to Lucifer, maybe soon after others got sent to Hell for minor things and eventually no one dared to question or go against God’s (or whoever else’s) judgment and now they are at this point where they don’t recall things or fear becoming a fallen angel like Lucifer. I’m (semi) counting this as another one of my ideas coming true, as I did bring the idea of Heaven not knowing how to loosen the restrictions to getting into Heaven.

Though a bit understandable from Charlie’s POV and thankfully she got lucky there, her ranting to Heaven is another time where Charlie should have taken up at least SOME of Vaggie’s words.

So glad to see Adam’s ego and stupidity finally leading to some good for the heroes, as it will be interesting to see how parts of Heaven will react to learning about the Exterminations.

Trailer screen shot. At least I’m glad that Sera isn’t what I thought she was going to be like.

Oh don’t phrase it like that Charlie! You’re making my “Lilith wants to destroy Heaven” theory sound like it could happen :(

Again when looking at that statue of Sera, she looks like Stella. Also if I’m right the other creature is Emily, who I guess can take on the form of a unicorn.

Aww crap Adam revealed Vaggie’s secret. I know I brought up the idea of Charlie and Vaggie’s relationship being tested, but I just meant personality wise not this, mostly cause I though Charlie already knew. Then again Charlie can be an idiot at times. Hopefully Charlie can be mature about this and thinking back to the trailer, the two do loving sing to each other, heck looks like Vaggie gets her wings back. So yeah, I’m guessing that they will be fine and their relationship will be stronger than ever.

Seriously Sera, after what you see your going to still allow Adam to do the Extermination. Then again she might not have a choice here. This is quickly confirmed with Sera expressing the “Angels scared of suffering the same fate as Lucifer” idea I brought up. Also obviously we need something to continue the series.

So Sera and Emily ARE mother and daughter, I was starting to wonder. Actually speaking of family and thinking back to “Queen Bee”, Bee brought up the question of how fallen angels and such are related, I wonder how related Lucifer and Sera are. Could Charlie and Emily be cousins? If they are, then Vaggie won’t have to worry about Charlie leaving her XD.

At least Charlie has her first angelic ally. I wonder if what Sera said and Emily clenching her fist IS foreshadowing her fate? If my idea of her being able to transform into a horse comes true, what if her demon horse form takes on the form of the horse at the end of the Spindlehorse credits.

Aw man we’re not going to see how Charlie feel about this or more importantly,

Whew that was intense near the end. We got to see Heaven and learned some big things about it like the residents such as Molly being there or how angels have NO IDEA how judging a soul works. Then there was a big reveal that no one before the events here even knew about the Exterminations, that was a great twist if not a bit odd.

It was also great to learn more about Vaggie’s now confirmed past and be introduced to Emily and how she agrees with Charlie’s thoughts instead, making the argument less one sided. It was also funny seeing how she and Charlie got along so well which led to Vaggie being jealous at one point. Hopefully for her, Emily and Charlie turn out to be cousins.

It was nice having Cherri be in the episode, even if she almost led to Angel doing bad things and getting Charlie in trouble again. Speaking of which, it was GREAT to see that Angel HAS changed since joining Charlie. Hopefully if he learns that Molly is there, a great cameo BTW, he will amp that up to 11.

I also personally liked how stupid Adam looked in it, and now that people know the truth about Exterminations, I think it could lead to him being demoted (both related to Heaven's hierarchy and as a main antagonist in the series) and my idea of Charlie being the “chosen one” to save everyone from a great threat or the idea I have for what season 2 could be about.

The only downsides were that this was kind of the expected outcome given the episode’s place. Maybe if this was the 2nd to last episode and the finale was an hour long, it could have helped but I’m not complaining.

It was also a bummer that we didn’t see more of how Charlie feels about discovering Vaggie was an angel. At least the S1 trailer makes it clear that thing between them will be fine in the end.

The things about no one knowing about the Exterminations, or what the qualifications to get into Heaven really are, but I’m not complaining. This is actually a perfect excuse for my season finale epilogue idea where after the Extermination, Heaven agrees with Charlie and they need to rework or explore the qualifications required to get into Heaven, and Charlie plans on having a big say in it so that more people can get into Heaven whether it be after they die or through her hotel. Of course some people of Hell and Heaven will be against Charlie’s ideas, so Charlie will have to go through a multi-season storyline where she needs to keep convincing more and more powerful people that this would be a good thing, eventually having to convince God himself. All the while evil forces will try and progress its/their agenda, leading to big fights.

Now we wait for the season finale.

As always let me know your thoughts about the episode.

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ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N in an Apocalypse

part two

pairings: park sunghoon x reader

summary: you got stuck in the outbreak with the person you hate the most, park sunghoon.

short background: before the outbreak happened, the spread of the infection happened when one of the student went to the science laboratory and got bitten by an infected animal.

THIS SERIES ARE INSPIRED BY THE SERIES: ALL OF US ARE DEAD.

warnings: blood, violence, mention of abuse and everything about a zombie apocalypse. (let me know if i forgot something)

word count: 10k

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"Everyone, out!" Sunghoon looked over his shoulder after he heard Jungwon shouted. He quickly turned his gaze back at you and helped you get up.

"Snap out of it, baby. Get out, I'll follow." he mumbled near your face and even if you're still spacing out a little, you run out of your classroom. You saw Heeseung and Jay right in front, leading your classmates that were already outside. All of them were obviously as terrified as you.

You glanced back and saw Sunghoon, together with Jungwon and Ni-ki staying back to make sure nobody’s left out. When you met eyes with him, he nodded his head like a signal for you to go.

"Let's go!" you're a little surprised when you felt (jw's y/n) sliding her arm over yours to make sure she can pull you along with her.

With clouded mind, you let her drag you towards the direction of the upper floor. You guys ended up by the science lab. All of you were panicking so much because there's a bunch of infected students at that floor. You can't help but start to shed some tears out of fear. Sunghoon took notice as he glanced at your direction while helping the other boys to hold the windows, they're using to keep those infected from biting them.

"Hey, it's okay." he told you and you glanced at him.

His hair was disheveled, probably from all that fighting he did back there. His uniform was crumpled and have blood stains. If you look at him, he's far different on how normally Sunghoon will look like in daily basis. He's someone very prim and proper when it comes to his appearance.

To see him like this... gives off a different vibe of him. He still looks Godly but you know, hits different.

You did manage to get inside after one of your classmates broke the lock of the room and everyone were catching their breaths after settling inside. You are spacing out because you can't really believe you just went through over that.

You gulped as you felt terrified as the memory of those scary human—creatures, whatever that is, flashes back over your mind. You don't know if you can still deal with them. Suddenly, the face of your Father went inside your thoughts.

Right! You are rich. Even if he doesn't love you that much he won't just abandon you, right? You can try to call him or his assistant if he's still too busy.

You hate him but you can't think of any other solutions right now. Your hate were long overshined by fear.

You remembered that (nk's y/n) have the phone so you walked closer to her to borrow it and use it to call your Dad. She turned at you and like you she seemed to not getting over the scenes a while ago.

You laid your hand in front of her making her show a confused look over you. "Give me the phone, I'll call someone." you said and she quickly went through her pockets.

Shock flashes through her face when she realized something. You furrowed your brows while staring at her. You already have a hint of why she looked like that, but your mind couldn't just accept it right away.

"I l-lost it. I must have dropped it-" you cut her off as you pulled back your hand.

"You lost it?! How could you!" you shouted right at her face frustratingly. You couldn't believe she just lost your only way out of this miserable place.

She lowered her head, feeling sorry. You wanted to feel pity or guilty but once again, you can't. Your emotions were all messed up and you can't think of anything else but your rage about her losing the phone. You heard some of your classmates sighed, like as if they're done with this.

You're still glaring at her when Sunghoon suddenly went in between. Your sharp looks moved towards him but he seemed unbothered. Of course, he is. He's probably used to it already.

"Stop starting arguments, it's not helping." he said in a serious and worried tone.

This isn’t the right time to cause a scene. Everybody is scared and fear can cause a lot of things. He doesn’t want anything bad to escalate if you continued showing this foul attitude of yours. To prevent that, he needs to calm you down.

“I need to call my Dad so he can get us out of here but then she lost the fucking phone! How stupid is that?!” you shouted frustrated. He sighed and kept his arm on your way to prevent you from going near (nk’s y/n). Yet again, you let out a sigh starting to get really pissed at him.

You can feel the other students eyeing you already but you couldn’t care anymore. She just lost your only ticket out of this place! You’re seriously losing your mind and Sunghoon’s not helping at all.

You slightly pushed your way through and was about to grab (nk’s y/n) arm, but you were held back by Sunghoon. You furrowed your brows angrily and shoot him glares. As always, he was totally unbothered by it.

‘Since when did he ever got scared from your glares?’

You clenched your jaw and tried to pull back your arms but it was no use. Letting go of it was not on his plans.

“No! Let me fucking go, Sunghoon!” you screamed and still tried to free yourself but he just hold you tighter before swiftly pulling you closer to him. He did it with no sweat.

“No way! Come here,” he uttered.

Once reachable, he snaked his arm over your waist and carried you towards the other side of the room, away from the other students.

You kept yelling and you can see him squint his eyes because you’re slightly hurting his ears but he was also too focused with the goal of taking you away from your classmates. He’s preventing you from creating more arguments with them.

Your nose was flaring as you eyed him sharply after he placed you at one of the chair. He sighed, catching breath, before he ran his hand over to his messy hair. He rests one of his hands at the back of your chair then leaned closer to your face.

You can feel your heart racing, not just because of getting exhausted from all the screaming but also because of how intimate he is staring at your eyes. You gulped and tried to pull yourself together but his stares were too intimidating.

“Now, you will calm down here and not cause any more fights.” he mumbled under his breath, only enough for you to hear. He said it in a way like as if he’s hypnotizing you into doing it.

You pursed your lips in a thin line and glanced away from his pretty eyes. He sighed once again and moved away from you. It slightly calmed you down and made you less conscious because atleast there’s enough space between the two of you. He pulled one chair and placed it right in front of your chair. He sat down and clenched his jaw, staring at you seriously.

You tried to gather all your courage to look back to his eyes as well. If he moved a little more closer, he might’ve heard how loud your heart was beating. Something that only him can do.

You clenched your jaw and glanced away, denying the fact that Sunghoon have that much effect over you. It was slightly hurting your pride.

“Listen,” he started. “you need to stop starting arguments with anyone right here. You understand?” it was not a question. He’s letting you sink that thought into your whole system.

You glanced at him, “How can I not start an argument? Nobody here listens to me!”

“Things can be solved even without starting a fight.” he tried stating his point. You let out a scoff and rolled your eyes at him. “Easy for you to say since you’re always favored by everyone.” you mumbled but he was able to hear it.

He furrowed his brows and gently grabbed your wrist so he can ask you more about it but you shoved his hold off. “I won’t start any arguments if that will calm you guys the fuck down.” you stated and stood up to go away from Sunghoon and the rest of them.

You went to the far corner of the room and sat down at the floor. You shut your mouth and pulled your knees close to your face so you can rest your chin over them. You started spacing out right after. It’s funny how a day can be this long. Even after encountering and seeing those things face to face, you still couldn’t believe they exist. Everything is not making any sense for you. You’re tired, thirsty, lost and scared.

As far as you remember, you’re just having lunch with your friend while she talks about these stupid things you don’t mostly give fuck. Your heart ached at the memory of her. She was very sweet towards you, understanding too. Out of all the people in your school, she was the only one who never gave up on you. That even if you treated her badly, she was still there by your side, saving your ass. You sniffed and covered your face using your palms then silently let it out.

You only have her and now she’s gone. She left you too. And you couldn’t even do anything a while ago to help her. You just stood there, afraid. You’re useless.

You snapped your head up the moment you heard them screaming worriedly. The first thing you saw was one of your classmates having her nose bleeding, beside her was (jw’s y/n). They’re best of friends.

You can see how scared and worried the whole class were while watching the scene. Jungwon was quick to go near (jw’s y/n) and held her arm. She was crying so hard while trying to free herself from his hold. You gulped, feeling the same bitter emotion at your chest. It was just like you and your friend a while ago. The only difference is, (jw’s y/n) get to say good-bye to her friend properly.

Your eyes caught Sunghoon walking near you. He didn’t say anything but he did looked at your eyes for a while before he faced the scene once again. You pursed your lips and looked back.

Your heart breaks the moment her best friend tells you things like take care of each other and fighting before she pushed herself off from the window. It was painful to watch but you couldn’t have yourself to say anything. Like always, you kept all your emotions to yourself, all to yourself.

You saw how Jungwon tried to calm (jw’s y/n) for a while before he was called over by Jay. Seems like they want to talk to him about something. Sunghoon walked towards them as well, and they started discussing. You clenched your jaw and slipped your hand over to your pocket.

Your brows furrowed a bit when you felt something inside. As you withdraw your hand from your pocket, you saw a handkerchief and a band-aid.

Oh right, since you help at the infirmary during your breaks, the nurse there gave you this cute band-aids that have designs on them. Your eyes then darted at the handkerchief then towards (jw’s y/n). A part of you wanted to go walk to her and gave it to her but you also don’t know how.

What will you say if she asks why you did that? it would be very awkward.

People aren’t usually used to you being kind. That would probably be odd for her and you don’t want to end up explaining things. That would be just annoying.

After contemplating a lot, you end up pushing the thing back inside your pocket, once again missing the chance to let other people see how you can be nice at times too.

Eventually, they finished from discussing and the boys announced that you guys need to leave this room right away. It’s not safe anymore and they think the zombies will break in any minute now. Your heart fell when you heard that. It was already scary right now that you’re inside, what more if you’re back out there once again. You want to complain to their plan but then you stopped yourself. It’s not like someone will listen to you anyway.

They came up with a very brilliant and safest (note the sarcasm) plan out there. Since it’s obviously packed with infected people right outside of the science lab, they said you guys can try going down the audiovisual room through the window. Yes, the freaking window. Note that you’re also by the third floor of the building so if ever you make a mistake and fell, you may survive with broken bones but with all those infected people beneath, you’ll die as well.

They already managed to throw the hose out of the window which will serve as your own ladder to go down. Now, they’re asking for someone to volunteer to check if the room downstair is really safe.

You were just watching them with a bored expression when you saw Sunghoon raising his hand. You gulped and felt your heart fell.

Sunghoon and you may not have the best relationship. You hate how annoying he is and how he always meddles with you, but at the back of your mind, you know to yourself that out of all of the people here, besides your friend, he’s the only one who looks after you.

When he climbed up the table to go out of that window, you stood up and watched worriedly. The others are helping him and before he can even climb down, both of your eyes met.

You didn’t try to mask out the worry over your eyes. He stared at you for a while before smiling a little then climbed down.

Your heart was racing the moment he disappeared from your eyes. Fear consumes you and a lot of thoughts occupied your head.

You don’t know for how long you were holding your breath out of fear, but when you heard them shouting that it’s safe to go down, you feel like something was lifted off from your chest. You felt relieved.

The boys prioritized you girls to go first and so Jungwon called for you. He asked you to go down carefully but at a fast pace. He said that Sunghoon will be down, waiting for you.

You nodded, mind floating. You don’t even know if you can handle this. All you know is that you wanted to go down and see if he’s really safe. You let out a heavy sigh the moment you got yourself out from the window. Jay’s the one assisting you, holding you over your waist as you try to reach over the loops. You gulped and felt really scared the moment the wind blew over you.

Jay noticed your expression, “It’s okay, y/n. Calm down. Just take your time, alright? Be careful.” he instructed. You nodded and tried to do as you told.

You don’t know for how long you are going down, but the hose seemed to be endless. You shut your eyes and reached down to the next loop, shaking a bit.

“That’s it! Be careful, y/n. You can do this.” your eyes opened when you heard his familiar voice. You looked down without even thinking twice and you saw him by the window, waiting for you.

He was holding the hose to keep it from shaking too much. You sighed and tried your best to go down faster. When you are a step away, Sunghoon broke into a warm and relieved smile. You are finally there, you are safe with him.

He reached over your waist to assist you inside. “You did well, baby.” he uttered while you have your eyes shut close tightly.

He cupped your face and made you look at him. He smirked, “You’re so brave. Rest first.” he said and made you sit down at the corner.

You were speechless and maybe the shock from what just happened made you space out. Your homeroom teacher was there and even hugged you, greetings that she’s very happy to see you safe. You didn’t say anything and didn’t return her hug. You just let her do her stuff before you nodded at her once. She didn’t reacted negatively, like as if she was used to you already.

Soon, your classmates are now coming down one by one. You saw how Jungwon and Ni-ki were the last ones to arrive. (nk’s y/n) was crying hard when she gets reunited by her friend. You silently watched everyone slowly processing what just happened.

One of your classmates noticed a computer and they all crowded it just so they can see what’s going on. You sighed, completely uninterested.

You checked yourself and groaned a bit when you saw how dirty you are right now. It was just not eye pleasing at all and to think you never expected to see yourself wearing such dirty clothes. But somehow, you kind of satisfied to see yourself like this. A different side of you.

Your eyes then saw (jw’s y/n) at the corner and not joining the others. Your stares remained at her as you watch how she spaces out. She must’ve been thinking about her friend. The moment you saw her shed tears, you remembered the handkerchief you are about to hand him moments ago.

You pulled it back out and stared at it for a while before you let out a heavy sigh. With a pounding heart, you started walking closer to her side. This is the perfect timing since everyone is busy with that stupid computer, trying to get some information from outside the campus.

When you arrived near (jw's y/n), you rested your handkerchief to her hand that made her glance at you. Her eyes were bloodshot and you felt bad because even if you want to comfort her, you don’t know how. Instead of saying anything, you just decided to turn your back and started walking towards the corner.

You have no idea what’s her reaction because you tried to busy yourself at the things around the audiovisual room to avoid looking at her. She seemed to be at shock as well.

Well, you don’t blame her if she felt really surprised because maybe she thinks that you’ll be the last person to care for her.

That’s what people always misunderstands you for. That you’re emotionless, you cared about nothing or no one but yourself. You are very spoiled, that’s for sure. You are rude and mostly a bitch, but what they don’t know is that behind those traits, you’re just someone very broken. Someone unheard and always misunderstood.

Your head snapped over to your classmates when you suddenly heard a scream. Everyone panicked because one of the infected managed to grab one of your classmates. The boys who’s pretty busy with the computer were quick to rescue. Some of them pulled your classmate while the other tried to push the zombie off.

Your eyes darted over to Sunghoon who grabbed the mop and broke it to make a pointy tool. With no hesitation he stabbed the zombie to push it, making you glance away because you couldn’t watch such scene. One of the boys grabbed the computer to throw it, causing it to fall together with the rest of the hose.

The boys catches their breaths after they managed to once again resolve the problem. You’re relieved as well and just silently watch how they checked your classmate if ever they have any bruises. Thankfully, there isn’t any bruise.

As you were about to look away since you’re convinced that everything is okay you noticed Sunghoon’s hand. It has a bruise and the memory of him stabbing the zombie flashed through your mind.

“Y-Yah...” you called out with a scared tone. Sunghoon’s head snapped over at you, his eyes were worried when he saw fear flickering right through your eyes.

“Y-You’re scratched!” you can’t help but to raise your voice because he was walking closer to you.

It caught everyone’s attention. They all looked at Sunghoon’s direction and saw what you’re talking about.

Jay was standing near Sunghoon who looked a little upset at how you’re acting right at the moment. He tried his best to help and this is what he’ll get. He got the bruise from breaking the mop a while ago because he was in a rush of doing it.

“It was from the mop.” he said with his calmest tone. He knows you’re just scared and so he wants to take it easy. The fear over your eyes while staring at him bothers him so much. It irritates him why you’re looking at him like as if he will come at you any second when all he thinks about is how he can protect you.

“Yah, y/n! Stop this already. All you cause are problems!” your eyes darted towards (random name) when she said that, glaring at you.

When you roamed your eyes around, there it is again. Those stares... You understand how they’re really not fond of you, but you’re just worried for everyone’s safety.

You clenched your jaw, pride a bit hurt how nobody seemed to believe you. Even if they can see Sunghoon’s bruise, they still chose to side with him.

This is just awful. You hate them. You hate them so much.

“You shut up! And if he transforms suddenly you can save all of us?” you asked with a challenging tone towards her. Fear reflects her expression as she fell silent.

You smirked, “Just as I thought.” you shouted. You got startled when you felt a grip over your wrist. Turning your head over to your shoulder, you saw it was Sunghoon and you panicked right away.

“Let go of me!” you screamed that made him release from his grip. He was surprised but he’s more surprised at the way you are looking at him.

“Okay! That’s enough!” your homeroom teacher decided to come in between to keep you both from hurting each other since the argument are starting to heat up.

You saw Sunghoon’s jaw clenched hard while staring straight right at your eyes. You didn’t glance away but you felt your heart racing.

“In order to settle down, Sunghoon can lock himself down inside that room for thirty minutes.” she added, referring to the small room inside the audiovisual room. It’s like a recording studio, separate from everyone of you.

Sunghoon was still red out of annoyance, “An hour.” he said, eyes shooting like daggers at you. You kept your stares at him too, not budging.

“Come on, bro. It only took a person to turn like them for like ten minutes. Thirty would be enough--” one of his friends tried convincing him, but Sunghoon quickly interrupted.

“I insist. So I could prove that this didn’t came from a scratch.” he said.

“Y/n, if Sunghoon proved that it is really from the mop, you will say sorry to him.” you glanced at your teacher when she told you that.

“If he turned, he won’t be able to say sorry to me tho?” you protest, words coming out from your mouth even before you can stop them. You kind of regret saying it, but its too late to take it back. There’s a lot of words that you regret saying. It’s nothing new.

“Y/n!!” she looked mad and disappointed at you. Your heart ache, it was always like this. You rolled your eyes as Sunghoon just clenched his jaw.

“Fine. I was just thinking about our safety and this is what I get?” you said as a tear fell from your eyes. That was the first time you announced what you actually feel around anybody.

“Thinking of our safety or about yourself?” Sunghoon muttered as he walk himself inside. You looked a little offended but just decided to shut his mouth.

He won’t understand how you feel anyway.

It’s been already an hour and so when you saw your homeroom teacher walking towards you, you already know what’s going to happen. You gulped and nervously took a hold of your band-aid. After 30 minutes, you’ve already figured out that you were wrong all along and it made you feel so bad. You went hysterical and scared everyone then almost put Sunghoon’s life in danger. It was something you never ought to do.

You were just scared, but nobody understands it. All they can think of is that you’re a selfish bitch that wants him off. That’s not true. You will never want Sunghoon away. It may seem that way, but no.

Your teacher slowly guided you towards the recording room and you can feel the eyes of your classmates following your every move. You felt terrible and nervous the more steps you make.

When she opened the room and you stepped inside, he was not looking at you. He’s facing the other way around. You gulped and bit your lower lip while fidgeting over the band-aid you are holding.

You glanced at your homeroom teacher and she just gave you an encouraging smile then nodded her head towards Sunghoon’s direction. With little and light steps, you walked closer to him.

You sighed and tried hard stopping your tears from pouring out of your eyes. To see him okay in front of you was such a relief. Even if he’s mad at you, the important thing is that he’s alright.

You gently grabbed his wrist without looking at his eyes. Thankfully, he didn’t resisted your hold. With a pout, you carefully placed the band-aid over to his cleaned bruise.

“I-I’m sorry.” you were choking on your own saliva because there’s just so many things you wanted to say.

“I’m sorry.” you repeated and didn’t stutter this time. Sunghoon’s piercing eyes were digging holes as he stares over you. It made you nervous so you cleared your throat when you feel like there’s lump between it.

Finally, you let that out. For a long time that you’ve known Sunghoon, this is the very first time you said sorry to him.

“I know I don’t have the best way of letting people know about how I truly feel, but when I said I cared for everyone I really mean it. I was just... scared.” you gulped and tears started to stream over your face.

Sunghoon broke at the sight of you tearing up. This is the first time he’d seen you like this, and he hates it to bits.

“I was just s-scared and everyone suddenly went against me because of you. I j-just want all of us to be s-safe and—” you shut your eyes and tried calming yourself since you’re starting to lose your breath from crying.

You raised your head and stared at him with all courage. His jaw were clenching hard as he watch you carefully. Even if he’s right in front of you, you felt longing from him. Like you didn’t see him for years.

“Are you mad? Please,” you sniffed and shake your head sideways, “I can take it even if everyone is mad at me. J-Just not you... please don’t hate me.”

You were about to say something else when he suddenly raised one of his hand to reach over your face, carefully caressing and wiping those tears away. He pulled you into a warm embrace.

“It’s okay, I understand. Stop crying.” he uttered, comforting you. He placed a kiss at the top of your head as you snake your arms around his waist, crying out of relief.

“I don’t hate you, baby. I never did and I will never hate you.” he said sincerely that sends comfort and assurance towards you that calmed you down.

You nodded and tightened your hug to him, enjoying the warmth he’s sending your body. You don’t know for how long are you two hugging but it was enough for you to feel so much better.

When he pulled away, he flashes you his warm smile and caress your face while staring at you affectionately. You pouted, now feeling embarrassed of what you just did. You glanced away and you heard his snickered laugh.

“I’m seeing so many sides of you. I love it.” he commented that made you all flushed.

You rolled your eyes and turned your back at him before starting marching out from the room. He chuckled once again, trying to go after you.

“Hey, wait for me.” he said that you try to ignore. Even before you can make it outside, he managed to grab your wrist and pull you beside him.

You glanced at him with a pouty face. He smiled, “From now on, rely on me okay? I will protect you.”

It was heart warming and assuring. You smiled and nodded your head.

You feel like your relationship with Sunghoon improved so much because you two became so affectionate with one another.

Since it has been a long day, your teacher said that you guys will just rest for the rest of the night and will decide tomorrow if there’s still no sign of help.

You looked over to Sunghoon who’s silently guarding the door. Since everyone is anxious because of the situation, the boys agreed that they will take turns to guard the room. It’s Sunghoon’s turn right now.

You stood up from your place and walked closer to him. His head snapped at you even before you can manage to come closer.

He extends his hand to reach for your waist and pulled you closer, dropping a kiss at your forehead. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” he asks softly.

You pouted, “I can’t sleep thinking you’ll be right by the door.” you whispered back sounding so worried.

Sunghoon’s heart raced at how adorable you look right now. He smirked and leaned even closer, kissing your cheeks multiple times. You snaked your arms over his nape to return the affection.

“I will be fine. Just go try and get some sleep, okay? You need energy. I will rest beside you once my turn is over.” he said. You stared back at each other for a while before you decided to nod your head.

He gave you his coat so you can use it to cover yourself since it's a little chilly. You glanced back at him once last time when you’re sat back down. He smiled and nodded his head. You rest your back and tried to get some sleep.

Maybe because of exhaustion and the lack of food, you did fell asleep. The next thing you remember is when Sunghoon slowly joined you, resting your head at his shoulder for a more comfortable position. You slid your arm over his as you felt his head rest at yours. You sighed in relief. Rescue may not arrive too soon but at least you have him beside you.

It was morning once again and sadly help didn’t came last night. You are disappointed but what more can make the situation worst? You’re already fighting for your lives. It wasn’t much a surprise that no help are coming to get you guys out of there.

At this moment, you’ve come to realize that this isn’t the only place that had an outbreak of infection. If Hana was out in the city, there’s a possibility that she had spread the virus there as well.

Your head snapped over to Sunghoon when he held your hand, brows furrowed worriedly. “Hey, you okay?” he asked when he noticed you spacing out.

You smiled a little, “Yeah.”

He nodded his head and tighten his grip at your hand. Your classmates had came up with another plan after remembering that the teacher’s faculty where they kept the phones are just near this room. They’re thinking of getting a new phone in order to contact someone from outside the room.

“That’s too dangerous.” you mumbled nervously. Sunghoon glanced at you and smiled a little. He was the only one to hear since you two are standing too close to each other.

“Who will go?” one of your classmates asked. Your hold over Sunghoon’s hands tightened, afraid that he would volunteer like when he volunteer to go down here first before everyone else.

Jungwon and Ni-ki ends up volunteering. Jay wanted to go with them but Jungwon asked him to stay since he said he needs him to protect everyone else while they’re gone. Sunghoon was tasked to join Jay on guarding along with the other boys. Somehow, you felt relieved that he doesn’t have to go out and risk himself, but at the same time worried for your two classmates.

When its settled, the whole class helped finding some things that can help both of them to accomplish their mission. Thankfully, theres bats that they can use as weapons. You gathered some magazines to cover it to their arms so it won’t be easy for them to get bitten or bruised.

When you were about to grab another one, a hand beat you to it. Glancing at the person, you are met with (random name)’s judging eyes.

Even with no words coming out from her mouth, you can already tell that she’s still mad at you. You can’t blame her since after all you two had been through, you don’t expect her to be kind towards you. She hates you so much that she hold this grudge even if you’re in the middle of an infection outbreak.

“You’re so annoying.” she uttered lowly before rolling her eyes and walking away from you.

If it was your normal self, you would have said something back, but you just decided to shut yout mouth and moved on. There’s no point on arguing with her. It doesn’t matter. Its not like the outbreak will stop if you win over her.

When Jungwon and Ni-ki left to go down through the windows, you saw worry over Sunghoon’s eyes. Of course. They’re his friends and it’s just normal for him to feel that way.

You stood near him and caress his arm, “They’ll be fine.” you comfort him.

He glanced at you and smiled a little. “Of course. The two of them are smart and fast.” he said, but different from his words, his eyes flickered worry through them.

The whole duration that the two of them were gone to get phones, everyone were silent. It was very obvious how all of you are worried for them. You feel very grateful for them for volunteering and not hesitating to help everyone. It made you feel bad just by thinking of how you talked to them before.

“Hey.” your head snapped at Sunghoon when he gently squeezed your hand to get your attention.

“Hmm?”

“You’re spacing out.” he stated. You pursed your lips before sighing, “I just wish we can all get out of here safe.” you let him see right through your eyes.

If before, you’re really worried that people may see what you truly feels, now that’s not an issue anymore. Sunghoon made you understand that there's no point on pushing other people away. If your Dad is making you suffer at how hateful his attitude towards you, you don’t have to do the same thing with other people.

He raised one of his hand to cup your face, “We will. Okay?” he looked straight to your eyes, not breaking your eye contact.

Even if you’re filled with worry and very scared right now, even if things seemed to be impossible, just by having him beside you, hope bloom like wild flower.

You gave him a small smile before holding his hand that was caressing your face, “We will.” you repeated and he just smiled back.

After a couple minutes, Ni-ki was seen climbing back up. He looked really terrified and sadly, Jungwon was not with him. He said that the class president made a run for it, trying to get a phone that was scattered at floor near the door of the faculty.

You watch how Sunghoon’s face flexed, guilt clearly reflecting over it. He taps Ni-ki’s shoulder and comforted him that he did well and that everything will be fine. He and Jay assured him that Jungwon will surely make it to somewhere safe. He was pretty convincing, but the moment he walks closer to you, the emotion that flickered through his eyes almost broke you.

“Hey,” you pushed yourself off from the wall you’re leaning on and meet him half-way, smoothly placing both of your hands at his hips.

“It’s not your fault. Jungwon will be fine.” you said those words that he needed to hear the most.

His eyes shined a bit because of the tears that are aiming to come out, “I should’ve just offered to go.”

You sighed and hugged him tightly, caressing his back softly. “He’ll be fine.” you mumbled, heart aching for him and silently praying that Jungwon’s in a safe place.

Thankfully, one of your classmates remembered about the drone that were on the science lab. One of them happened to take one and so they planned to use it on finding Jungwon around the building. They figured he won’t definitely go out since the entrance are pretty packed with infected people and you guys can also use it as a guide on which rooms are vacant just incase of emergencies.

You can’t explain the relief and happiness you felt when you guys saw Jungwon at the music room together with Jake. It sure was relieving since he’s very much safe.

The next agenda was to go to the music room and make it your next stop before going to the rooftop where you guys planned to stay until help comes. One of your classmates thought that it would be a lot easier for help rescuers to get you guys up there which totally made sense.

As you all get ready, Sunghoon glanced at your way. He scanned you from your head to toe and you’re totally unaware of it as you are busy making sure you have enough magazines wrapped over both of your arms.

He walked closer, “Stay close to me, alright?” he said that made you turn your head over your shoulder since he was standing behind you.

You pursed your lips, “I’ll be fine. Just make sure you’re safe.”

“I can make sure I’m safe while making sure you are too.” he argued. You smirked before rolling your eyes and facing him to fix the magazines over his arms.

“Alright.”

“Stay close so incase something happen, I can protect you.” he said very serious.

You nodded your head taking note of that. You figured he will really try his best to make sure you’re safe and you will make his job easier by not messing things up. He needs to protect himself as well.

After making up a plan on how you guys can make it to the music room, everyone prepared themselves and off you go. It was not easy, but because of the brilliant idea of luring them all by the sides through the speakers, you need to fight less of them.

Arriving at the last stairs until you make it to where the music room is, one of your classmates bumped into the railings causing a loud sound to errupt. It caught the attention of some of the infected as they started storming towards your way.

Your mind went blank for a while as Sunghoon slowly walked closer by your side.

“Run!” Jay shouted as all of you started rushing their way up, panicking and even pushing each other.

You groaned in pain when (random name) bumped into you purposely. It was hard enough for you to hit the wall and you looked at her with piercing gaze. She didn’t mind and just continued her way. You sighed and was about to continue your way but you saw how (jw’s y/n) was pushed as well. She fell over the floor and you saw how she was hurt.

You glanced at the back and saw Sunghoon, Jay and Ni-ki trying to held those infected off. When you met eyes with Sunghoon his brows furrowed, “Go ahead, we’ll make sure they won’t get through!”

You nodded and approached (jw’s y/n) to help her stand up, “Let’s go.” you uttered and you two started to walk trying to make it as quick as possible.

Your heart raced at the sight of zombies coming right at you, thankfully Jungwon went out of the room to fight them off. When he saw you and (jw’s y/n), he hurried himself at your direction to carry her over his back.

The moment he placed her down, he asked if she was okay. You glanced over the door and panicked when none of the boys are coming in yet. You started worrying for them and so you asked Jungwon to help the others while you attend for (jw’s y/n). He did and so you went to get the first aid kit to wrap her sprained arm.

“How did you know how do this?” she asked while she watch you wrap her arm. “I used to volunteer as student assistant at the school’s infirmary.” you told her an information only few people know about you.

After making sure she’s better, you stood up and eyed the door once again, hoping to see them come inside. They did came rushing inside but only fewer. Your eyes quickly scanned the breathless new arrivals and got relieved when you saw him catching his breath.

You watch how he scanned the room, trying to find someone. It stopped once they settled at yours. Even if he’s still a little out of breath, he started walking towards you.

He greets his bestfriend, Jake, as he walks by him before he pulled you towards a chair.

“Are you okay?” he asked right away and held your elbow too gently.

“I’m fine.” you quickly answered to calm him down.

“Did you get any bruise?” he asked again and even checked you carefully. His brows furrowed hardly seeing some scratches at your skin but you tried to stop him from making a big deal out of it.

You pouted, “I told you I’m fine. How about you? Come here,” and you even cupped Sunghoon’s face to pull him closer. You checked him very strictly and you saw how Sunghoon’s smile grew.

“I’m totally fine. You’re the one I’m worried about.” he muttered and stared at her face.

“I’m not the one fighting those infected, Sunghoon.” you uttered before rolling your eyes. He chuckles then placed a soft kiss at the hand that was cupping his cheeks.

You blushed but you kept your stares at him, doesn’t really have the will to look away. His hair became messy and he also gain more scratches over his pretty face. How can he checks on you when he’s here bruised up?

“I never knew having you caring to me like this feels this good.” he suddenly commented that snapped you out of your thoughts.

You cleared your throat and break the eye contact between the two of you. He snickered a laugh finding it really adorable how you’re shy right now.

He asked you to rest since you need energy before heading towards the rooftop later and so you rest your head over his shoulder.

“I can go with Jungwon.” your heart fell while looking at Sunghoon raising his hand to volunteer getting that damn phone over from the lockers.

You don’t exactly know what went inside your mind first, but all you know is that you hate it.

After its settled, you’re still silent. Sunghoon started walking close to you after discussing a plan with Jungwon. You pouted as you looked at him with furrowed brows.

“What’s with the long face?” he even let out a chuckle before pulling you into a hug.

You didn’t move to return his warm hug because you’re very upset. You understand that he wants to help but you’re really worried for him. After what just happened while you guys head here, you realized a lot of things can happen. It was terrifying and you don’t know if you can handle it if you lose him.

“I asked Jake to take care of you. stay as close to him as possible.” he said and you clenched your fist because he’s scaring you.

When he noticed that you aren’t saying anything, he pulled away and cupped your face. “It will be just fine.”

“I’ll meet you up there, baby.” he added then kissed your forehead. You still kept your stares right at his pretty eyes.

“I will come back to you.”

A tear left your eyes with the familiar phrase that he said. Your mouth gapped and was about to say something but he was called by Jungwon. He nodded his head before he glanced at you to smile.

Your mind was blank and heart was aching, filled with nothing but fear. All you can think of was Sunghoon. He was off with Jungwon and you guys are now fighting your way towards the rooftop.

As expected it wasn’t going to be easy. Jake, Ni-ki and the other boys tried their best to guide you guys towards the rooftop. You were about to go up when you noticed how (random name) fell over the floor. (jw’s y/n) was about to help her but you remembered that she was hurt.

You started stepping down again to help but a hand held your arm, “Y/n, where are you going? You need to go. Sunghoon asked me to look after you.” it was Jake and he was helping the others.

“Don’t worry! I will just help (random name)!” and he was left with no choice but to let go of you since there's more infected heading your way.

“Go first, (jw’s y/n)! Your arm is already injured. I will help them.” you said and she nodded her head.

When you were about to help (random name) walk up the stairs, she suddenly said something.

“You know you always ends up ruining everything for me.” she started and you’re a little confused as to why she’s saying these things right at the moment.

“I hate you so much! I wish you dead, y/n!” and with that she pushed you off.

This time, it was you who’s down at the floor. Your heart raced in fear and with widen eyes you tried looking for someone who will help you. You saw one of your other classmates, the one you argued with as well, leading Ni-ki and Jake to go up, assuring them that everyone’s there, failing to notice how (random name) had pushed you.

He came back for her before they pushed some chairs by the stairs to prevent the walkers to follow them and for you to be impossible to climb up without being bitten by them.

You gulped as tears started streaming down your face. You saw how some of them are trying to break through from the chairs that were keeping them from getting you.

You almost gave up but you remembered that these rows of rooms were vacant so you tried your best to stand up. You groaned and cried even more as you felt pain at your ankle. You are trying your best to walk towards one of the classrooms.

You screamed and screamed while you push yourself to walk despite the pain, not even caring if your screams attract more biters. You just want to get into a room if you can even make it.

You opened one and fell when one of them managed to grab you by your leg. Screaming in fear, you started kicking them off. If it weren’t for the p.e pants that Sunghoon made you wear, you would’ve been scratched already.

After making sure it let go, you kicked the door with all your force. You were crying pretty hard the moment you settled inside. As expected, this is one of the vacant rooms you guys saw through the drone. Now, you don’t know how will you manage to go from here up to the rooftop. The main door was clearly blocked by chairs thanks to (random name) and sure is surrounded by a lot of infected students.

You sighed and tried calming yourself so you can think straight. First, you need to deal with your sprained ankle. It was hurting so bad since you forced to walk it off a while ago. Using your upperbody and the chair right beside you, you tried standing up.

When you managed to get the first-aid kit, you started bandaging yourself, avoiding to make any more loud noises to not attract more of them.

On the other hand, Sunghoon arrived at the rooftop together with Jungwon and the first scene they saw was (jw’s y/n) arguing with (random name).

“What happened to y/n? Where is she?” his eyes roamed around and his face reflected worry when he noticed you’re not there. His heart fell and his stomach wrenches in dismay.

They were explaining that she helped someone out while his mind was floating, trying to think about the things you can possibly do. But when he heard about the inhumane plan by two of your classmates to leave you behind, he snapped. His face turned dark as he came rushing towards the boy, gripping him by his collar.

“What the fuck did you do?!” he yelled, very angry. Fear consumes the other boy as he didn’t even know what to say, he looked a lot more smaller with Sunghoon holding him like that. This is the very first time he had seen him like this.

Jungwon and their other friends approached Sunghoon to stop him. “Fuck you!” he shouted before throwing continuous punches over their classmate. Thankfully, they managed to stop him after he threw the fourth punch.

Sunghoon then turned his head over to (random name) and with cold eyes he said, “This is why I will never like you.” he said and a tear left her eye.

Sunghoon wiggled off of their holds and head over to the fire exit where Jungwon and him went through. His steps were not hesitating at all, he just stopped because his friends went in between.

“Hyung where are you going?” Ni-ki asked worried for him.

Sunghoon’s eyes saw a baseball bat laying down on the floor so he grabbed it before answering, “I’m going to look for y/n.”

“But what if she’s one of them already?” Ni-ki can’t help but to ask and Sunghoon stood there. His face were cold and blank, almost lifeless.

“I’m not going to give up on her.” he said and left, his friends unable to stop him.

You closed your eyes trying to block the pain out of your thoughts. Noises coming from outside lessen. The rustling sounds stopped but it doesn’t give you assurance that its clear out there. Even if it is, you’re sure they’re around the entrance of the rooftop so you won’t make it safely.

As your thoughts cloud your mind, you heard a tud sound and a continuous clicking of metal not too far from where you’re at. Your brows narrows creating a crease as you try to remain as quiet as you can. Its almost like it just came from your imagination. Were you losing your mind that it making you hear things that weren’t really there?

You huffed a sigh before trying to stand up, groaning out of displeasure, you manage to lean over the wall just beside those windows covered by curtains. With careful movements, you pushed it slightly open, just enough for you to see outside.

It was starting to get dark, probably why most of the infected are beginning to get quiet. They must find it hard to see through dark.

You gasped when you a shadow of a person hurtling, taking advantage of the darkness. Your heart raced at the thought that somebody was there. Are they looking for you? Impossible. Nobody in their right mind will come out here to save you. Unless its...

Sunghoon.

The figure ducked down when it arrived the room next to you. It was impossible to check who it was since the window was giving you a hard time. When you notice that the figure was passing by the room you’re at, you purposely made a sound halting whoever that is.

You didn’t show yourself just yet but you moved the curtains to show your arm, waving it a little. You saw that person shadow right in front of the window. The person stopped as you successfully caught their attention.

“Y/n?” your eyes grew after hearing that familiar voice.

You pushed the curtains to see the person right outside, his eyes were big as well, like as if he can’t believe his eyes. You quickly went to open the door, completely ignoring the pain from your ankle.

The moment it was unlocked, Sunghoon didn’t waste any time and just caged you into a tight embrace right after locking the door close.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m very sorry.” he muttered continuously like a prayer. You pouted as you return his hug, eyes tearing up at the outburst of emotions over your chest.

You are relieved to see him here, but also feel kind of bad that he has to come here to save you. He should’ve been up there already, safe.

He pulled away from the hug and cupped your face, “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have left you.” he said, mixture of anger and disappointment can be heard from his tone.

You shook your head slowly, “It’s not your fault.” you assured him. His stares remains, afraid that if he glanced away even just for a minute, he will lose you.

He sniffed and as the small light breaking through the small gap of the curtains shines over his face, that’s when you saw how his eyes were teary. He was so afraid that he had lost you. Just by thinking of it makes him regret leaving you and blame himself for it.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly and started scanning you once again. His brows draws closer to each other as a crease appears over his forehead at the sight of your wrapped ankle.

“It’s fine. I just sprained my ankle.” you tried assuring him but it was not enough. He carries you right away and walked towards the closest chair so he can let you sit properly.

He kneeled in front and checked if it got swollen. You smiled a little while watching him do that. You still can’t believe he’s here.

“I knew somehow you’ll come.”

He snapped his head over at you, “Of course I will come for you. I will always come for you.”

“What if I got bitten?” you can’t help but to ask.

Its funny how you think that nobody got your back yesterday and feel so special the next day. It’s all because of Sunghoon. He made you feel so safe.

He clenched his jaw, reprimanding you because of the question you asked. He stood up and sat at the chair beside you, “The important thing is that you’re okay and that we’re together now. I will never let my eyes off of you.” he said and hold your hand.

As he cares it, he can’t help but to see the bruises at your arm. If it was a normal day, you would’ve shove his hand away and hide them, but since its him, you didn’t budge from his touch.

His face darkened at the sight of your bruises from your Father’s abuse while a small smile slowly spreads over your face, “Who did this to you?” he asked with a dangerous tone.

Even before you and Sunghoon had resolve the war between the two of you, you know at the back of your mind that he always saves you. That even if he annoys the hell out of you, he’s always there for you.

You can’t help but to wonder if he can do something about the abuse you’ve been receiving from your Dad.

His face remained dark, anger flickering through his pretty eyes as his brows furrowed hardly to go along with his emotion. He raised his hand and caress your face, the part where the bruise from your Dad’s last slap was. Despite the angry look on his face his touch over you were gentle.

“How long has he been doing this?”

You pursed your lips as you felt a lump over your throat. It was not an easy topic for you, but with him holding you close, it made you feel braver.

“For as long as I can remember.” you answered and Sunghoon’s hand that was resting at his lap clenched hard.

You smiled, “Mainly why I don’t want to marry you for convenience because I don’t want him to benefit from me once again.”

He pursed his lips, “I don’t want to marry you for convenience too.” he said and you felt a sting in your heart.

So he doesn’t want to marry you? You understand it, since you are quite a handful. Maybe he’s just being caring and nice right now because you’re his... uhm, friend?

“Because I love you.”

You blinked in surprise, unable to process what you just heard. Park Sunghoon? The guy who seems to hate you so much, loves you? It was surely amusing to hear.

His face didn’t change like as if he wanted you to see how he’s very serious about it. You blushed and bit your lower lip.

“I l-love you too.”

Relief reflects his face, “Yeah?” and he slowly leans in making both of your noses touch each other.

You nodded, eyes fixed at his gapped lips. He was so beautiful up close, ethereal. You couldn’t believe that he’s being this close to you. It’s making your heartbeat race in unknowing pace.

“I got afraid when you say those words a while ago.” you mumbled while staring at his red lips.

“What words?”

“That you will come back to me...” you sigh, trying to lift that heavy feeling off from your chest. “They were the same last words my Mom said to me before she left.”

Your heart aches while you talk about her. “Then she never came back.”

He stared at you for a while before he gave you a sweet, gentle kiss over your lips. You shut your eyes at the sudden affection, hands gripping at his shoulder.

“I will always find my way back to you.” he said and he pulled you closer caging you into his warm embrace.

“There,” the nurse smiles after she finishes up wrapping your ankle properly. You thanked her and left to attend to your other classmates.

When you and Sunghoon heard the helicopter, you two made your way to the rooftop through the fire exit that he used as route to come find you. Thankfully, the noise of the helicopter lured the zombies towards the other side giving you the freedom to run towards the fire exit.

They arrived just in time as the helicopter were just about to leave. You don’t know how relieved you feel the moment you’re sat there with Sunghoon holding you closely.

“Y/n.” your head snapped at the entrance of the room when you heard the familiar voice of your Father.

With widen eyes, you stared at him. He seemed totally okay as he stood there, unable to take more steps closer. You can’t really tell what he’s thinking right now as he have this weird look on his face.

You balled your fist, afraid that he will take further steps. He opened his mouth, about to say something, but no words came out. He looked like hesitating, or maybe his thoughts were all messed up on what to say first.

He kept his stares and was ready to take steps but the view of your father disappears when a broad back blocked it.

“I won’t let you near her again.” it was Sunghoon.

You felt at ease. Having him totally changes everything. His hand reached over your and pulled you closer to him. One of his hand settles at your arm as the other snaked over your waist possessively.

“I j-just want to check on my daughter.” his tone was almost new for you. You took a glance and saw his soften stares but you teared your gaze away too soon since you don’t know if you’re ready to talk to him.

Sunghoon pulled you even closer, if possible, as he looked at your father with strict eyes. “I will take care of her so you don’t have to worry.”

You don’t know what your father’s reaction, but you heard him leave. Sunghoon’s hand cares your hair as you nuzzle over his chest, “Thank you.”

He placed a chaste kiss at the side of your head, “Anything for you my love. I love you.”

“I love you.”

A lot of things may happen and you’re sure that starting from now on, changes will occur, but you don’t fear to face tomorrow as long as you have him by your side.

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she has the bluest eyes

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author's note: obv i do not own any of these people and feel kinda weird writing about actual humans. but i am inspired, so what can i do. they'll never see this anyway, and this lore has been with me for some time.

warnings: a lil bit of incest, mercy killing

word count: 2679

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On Friday aunt Anne-J and her husband visited. The relatives were concerned about the parents’ absence. But there was also a special kind of unease in their presence in the house; the aunt, this awesome girl, their mom’s younger sister, she had the bluest eyes the world has ever seen. Her eyes were like two deep aquariums, and when the light shone upon them from the side, they exploded in color. It was hard to bear. With these eyes, Anne-J saw the boys through and did not trust them very much. Kai was the main reason she moved out at the age of twenty-two, three years ago. Sam was still an awkward schooler back then, but Kai was already of age, and he creeped her out. Little square mind she had, aunt Anne-J. She felt something bad about him, like an animal, and did not look further. Although she felt worried about Sam who was growing up to be a fucking weirdo, and Tyler, who was always obsessed with her, she abandoned the two younger nephews. And Kai took over them completely. It’s not like they could have a different fate.

When she found this cool, mature guy with an earring in his nose and an exceptionally stoic demeanor, she got a little bold and started visiting. And now, it felt more like a doctor house visit than anything else. She was trying to sniff out what was going on. She hasn’t heard from her sister in a month and a half. And she started getting agitated.

They (Kai) baked a cool apple pie and made lots of food. In spite of all one might think about the three Parkers, they enjoyed a good family evening. Be it boardgames, or a little concert, a roll down the hill or a dinner. Tyler was helping in the beginning, but then he couldn’t stand anymore; the black oily substance was crawling up his chin, and his head was throbbing with so much pain he had to take a record-breaking amount of painkillers. It was a miracle he was still in his right mind or never got poisoned from so much medication. He laid on the couch with his eyes half-opened and watched Kai performing his usual wonders in the kitchen: rotisserie chicken, cheesecake, a Greek salad and tuna salad, and a pie, and lots of home-made chili sauce. Samson went around the house cleaning and moving things around, as if trying to cover up a crime scene, although there was none.

“Ask the creature to give you a break for an evening”, Kai said, passing by the couch towards Sam, who stood at the far window and was trying to adjust the curtain according to a standard, known only to him. Tyler moved his head, looking through teary eyes, as his older brother started wrestling with his younger. Blurry. He lifted himself up on the couch with one hand and had the urge to sing again. But for now, all he could do was sit up and keep looking at them.

Yes, actually, he could do that. He should do that. Have a conversation with this whoever that was trying to peck his way out through his skull. If only he knew the language, he could have a row with him and discuss conditions. The roar in his head told him the language would sound like the raging ocean, or like the whisper of blood.

At five-thirty, Anne-J and her husband, Adam, arrived. They brought lemonade and wine, and some flowers. Anne-J really liked flowers, and she left them everywhere she went. They were the impressions of her footsteps. Seven yellow marigolds, she put them into the vase that she took out of the higher cupboard, to Kai’s displeasure. He knew that Anne-J knew. And it angered him.

Now the yellow flowers stood in the middle of the table, irritating Sam’s sensitive eyes and mood. He kept tilting his head in order to see everyone at the table. Anne-J sat with her back to the window, her pearl-white hair and her ocean-blue eyes, and was scanning them tirelessly.

“Well, not even a text message?”

“Nah”. Kai shook his head. Tyler’s sight was amazingly clear after another portion of painkillers finally kicked in. Oh, his blood would reek of pills if someone wanted to drink it. He was watching his aunt, eating quietly, but was on the lookout for his older’s moods.

“They did say that they want a thorough rest from our bullshit”, Kai continued. He was being uncharacteristically peaceful; no babbling, no witty hints, no special looks.

“Incorrect”, Sam chimed in, “the note said, we want to stay away from the calamity of this house for a while”.

“Not very parenty of them”, Kai grinned. Tyler scratched his temple, chewing the salad. He and Adam had the understanding that the two men usually have, who love one woman. The resentful, but very deep understanding. They exchanged silent looks and returned back to eating.

“Well, you’re not the easiest children to have”.

“Anne-J, it’s been a while since we’ve been children”, Tyler said suddenly, straightening his back. She sighed, as if saying that he knew what she meant.

“That’s right. We can take care of ourselves. Don’t our poor parents deserve a long cruise around the world? I think that’s what they’re doing. They did mention something about… water…” Kai lifted his face, thinking, “no, not the water. Ice. Maybe they’re…”

“Not right again”, robotically corrected Sam. One could think, by the way he moved his head to face the table, and by his tense shoulders, that this irritated him. But correcting others was a happy activity for him. “I don’t remember anything about ice”.

“Well, Samson, that’s because…”

“Stop egging him”, Tyler pleaded.

“You always do that”, Anne-J agreed, “you make him make a scene”.

“You don’t know me”, in Kai’s smiling voice was now just a pinch of warning. She withstood his stare. Then he went on cheerfully. “But I do though. So, how’s everybody liking the main course?”

“Amazing”, Adam said sincerely. “Do you order it from places?”

“No, I cook everything myself”.

“You gotta give it to him”.

“Tyler really wanted to help”, Sam joined, “but he got so excited that you were coming that he got a headache again and laid on the couch the whole day”.

“Excited?” Anne-J smiled. Kai gave the youngest a warning look, but unfortunately Samson didn’t notice. He was deep in conversation.

“Oh yes, he loves when you come by. He loves you so much that he even started dating our neighbor who looks like you”.

Adam’s food got into his throat and got stuck there, so he started coughing furiously. He dropped his fork and covered his face with his hands. Anne-J’s cheeks went rosy-pink. Kai has failed to avert this, so now, naturally, he just accepted the fun. Tyler’s nostrils flared.

“Incorrect”, he mimicked his brother, not very successfully.

“I am not dating her, and she doesn’t look like Anne-J”.

Her bluest eyes darted towards Tyler finally. Her hand was still lying on her husband’s back.

A loud noise came from the street. It was unusual for the neighborhood. Someone’s car was drifting and swerving, and then there was a crash.

They all jumped, except for Kai, who first finished his chicken leg and then wiped his mouth with a napkin. Sam ran outside and Anne-J let him out like a dog that’s too excited. Adam, still a bit reddish, already had his phone in his hand.

In the end of the street, a white Honda was lying on its side, smoke coming out like stage effects. They grouped on the road at first, looking, questions and thoughts swirling in their minds. Kai walked towards the accident spot confidently, waving his hand at the neighbors who started peeking out or exiting their houses.

“Call the ambulance”, he recommended, “or don’t. I don’t care”.

That was the thing, he liked to kill. He would use any opportunity to kill someone, and mercy killings of crash victims was some of his favorites.

A girl, Anne-J’s age, and a guy who was at the wheel, were lying on the road next to a car. A picture that has been in his mind for some time. What is up with these blonde dreamy girls, and why are they following him? When she was like that, her legs spread out on the ground, face angelic, covered in blood, she really reminded him of his aunt. He really wanted to kill her, for the longest time. This was perfect to soothe that urge for a while. Anne-J was a nuisance, he thought, as he squatted next to her, feeling for the pulse. Behind him, Tyler was trying to distract Sam from saying out loud what Kai was about to do.

She had a little bit of a heartbeat. Wounds on her elbows and her shoulders told him she had been thrown out of the car and slid on the road a foot or two. Kai put his palm on her little face, and she opened her eyes. Disappointingly brown, coffee-brown, like Sam’s. He got angry with this bitch, for not meeting his expectations. The guy next to her was already dead. Neither wore seatbelts, naturally.

They had a pact, Tyler and him. Road-nearly-kills are his. After those, he could go on without murders for almost a month.

“Is she breathing?”

The steps behind him were approaching. Adam was already talking on the phone, the chatter around indicated neighbors’ desire to be in the thick of things. He was covered by the shade of a tall linden tree and the carcass of the smoking car.

“What are you doing?”

Anne-J fell on her knees next to him as he removed the hand from her face. He sighed deeply, feeling the calm shooting down his arms and legs, his head a little light. Only his heart raced.

“She was dying anyway”, he said simply.

“What?!” Anne-J’s voice was shrill as she fell on her ass, looking at him with horror. Kai caught Tyler’s glance and motioned for him to approach. Brother looked like he was a prisoner on his way to his lethal injection. They all acted like he made their lives so awful.

“Look at her injuries. Both legs broken, and you’re literally sitting in the pool of her blood. Her spine is broken. This is no quality of life”.

Adam looked concerned as Tyler tried to pick Anne-J up. His black fingers stained her white cardigan. She was still looking at Malachai.

“You really are out of your fucking mind. I’m reporting you to the police”.

“To say what?”

She was fighting Tyler feebly as he was trying to balance her and make her stand on her own. Her eyes were pulsars, and Kai kind of understood why she was constantly on Tyler’s mind. But she was honestly such a normie.

“That I was feeling the pulse of a dying woman? It’s a tragedy, Jenna. I mean, Anne-J”.

He smiled. He liked getting people’s names wrong on purpose. Made them inflate like balloons.

Neighbors were chattering in horror, clutching their necklaces and collars. Adam was in his own kind of zoo, as it turned out: as soon as he finished his call to the police, Samson started lecturing him on the reasons and processes of accidents like this.

“Seatbelts, seatbelts were not invented for no reason”, he was saying, mindlessly, ignoring Adam’s white lips, “some people refuse to wear seatbelts because, upon the impact, a seatbelt may cut off a breast off a woman. But what they fail to see is that, had it not been for the seatbelt, a lot more would have been chopped off. If the seatbelt impact strikes you with such a force, it means that you would surely be dead without it”.

Adam put out his hands and hugged Anne-J, looking at the black and red stains on her shoulders, her jeans and sleeves.

“Cluster. We haven’t had the dessert”, Kai said joyfully. And went back into the house.

Anne-J was furiously rubbing the sleeve of her cardigan under the cold water when Tyler squeezed himself into the bathroom. She turned with a swing, and calmed down immediately as she saw who entered.

“Are you sure you’re leaving now?”

“Yes, Tyler, we’re leaving”.

Her voice was shaking.

His head was hurting again. Now, this time it’s been less than four hours. It was getting alarming. The amount of painkillers he had taken in order to get through this evening was astonishing. Tyler supported himself on the sink, and Anne-J instinctively moved away a little.

“Whatever you think you saw, Kai would’ve used it to fuck with you”.

“Oh, so you’re telling me he knew immediately what I thought he was doing, read my mind, right? And played into it? He was sitting there with his palm on her fucking face, covering her nose, Tyler”.

“I think you were seeing things because of shock”.

She splashed the water angrily, and Tyler’s blackness raised its head.

“Don’t gaslight me”, she said, looking at him in the mirror. “This house is fucking nuts. What’s going on with you, Tyler?”

“Don’t ask”.

“Is it your headaches?”

It came like a syncope. Suddenly Tyler had no time to run away or even move. It shot through his arm that was resting on the edge of the sink, right into his brain, at raging speed. The black filled his eyes for a second. He knew that this was the night that the creature would finally show itself. Anne-J’s face was distorted, but she still did not look too concerned. She was trying to get to him, bowing slightly. Tyler saw himself in the mirror: black neck, blurry features. He couldn’t see clear anymore. The voice said,

“I had to break through”.

And then he jumped.

Kai threw the door open, simultaneously pushing Adam away. Sam was useless. He was just an information machine and could not help effectively. Adam was trying to get to his screaming wife, and Kai couldn’t let him. Not human life, not his relatives, nothing was more important than his brothers, pieces of himself.

He jumped inside and pulled on Tyler’s shoulders. He couldn’t even see what Tyler was doing; maybe he was kissing Anne-J, or maybe choking her; maybe he was trying to eat her face. As he spun his brother around to slap him out of the episode, the face that stared back at him made him think of wormholes. It was a good thing Kai did not fear a single thing in this world, otherwise he would scream. Now, he just frowned, thinking. Adam pushed him into the wall and ran into the bathroom where Anne-J collapsed on the floor, crying.

“The fuck are you?” he asked, pulling Tyler into the corridor. It was like he was moving his head so quickly that a human eye couldn’t catch it.

“I am”, the hollow voice said.

“You got a name?”

“swallowing.”

He pushed Tyler further, and his body moved aimlessly. Adam was dragging Anne-J from the bathroom silently, helping her, and she looked unharmed, but very stressed out.

“What’s going on? Oh”, Sam moved away to let them pass, unaffected, “he has a blurryface?”

“Stop swallowing and get my incest-loving stupid brother back”, Kai suggested.

“I think I saw it before”, Sam approached them, so carefree that Kai got concerned for a second. What if he remembers now?

“You’re the blurryface, the alter-ego of Tyler”, he said. Tyler moved his head as if looking at Samson.

“swallowing things”, the voice was coming from the depths of this being, otherworldly and metallic.

“never easy. He fights me”.

Kai gave him a slap on the back of the head with his ringed palm.

“Last warning, dude. Get Tyler back online”.

His body started shaking, and the boy collapsed, like a pile of clothes, on the floor. Sam looked at Kai with big surprised eyes.

“So, there’s four of us now?”

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WELL I WAS GONNA GO EAT BUT OKAY LETS DO THIS

Here's a snippet of "alternate meeting":

She was hurt. He could tell even before he noticed the tiny drops of blood on the hardwood. Partially because she should have caught him by now, should have rounded on him blade at the ready before smiling that smile that warmed his chest and telling him that she’d clocked him ages ago and saw right through the mask he was wearing. Instead, she was in the bathroom, washing her hands under too-hot water, breathing a little harder than she should. He made sure the first sound she noticed was his voice. “Princess.” She spun, and even injured, she was fast — her knife was pointed at him exactly where he stood in the dark bedroom, harsh white light bleeding in from the bathroom. Briefly, he saw her the way any other might: a desperate animal, claws out, backed into a corner. But she recognized his voice, and the muscles around her eyes softened. The predator, soothed, faded away.

I don't usually go in for pre-canon AUs, especially in ongoing works that aren't complete yet, because I feel like... I don't have all the toys in the toybox to play with yet? And I tend to want to stick to canon as much as I can, for whatever its worth. But I've seen a few other people tackle this idea and some of them inspired me. It's definitely a way to focus in on the relationship between these two without that pesky kid and dog getting in the way!

Beyond that, I think it's a really cool idea to bring focus to things Twilight wants outside of the domestic. In canon, it's obvious he wishes he could be Loid Forger (and to an extent Loid Forger isn't really a mask at all) but I also love the idea that he might not actually want a simple family life with a simple civilian woman, but just... someone who understands him. Understands why he does what he does, has similar thoughts or feelings or experiences or background. The thought that he might still have found that with Yor under very different circumstances tickles the irony part of my brain.

Also it let's them meet on equal footing and display competency to each other, and since that does a lot for me personally I have to imagine it works for them too.

ANYWAY now here's "indulgence"!

"Gods, this is nice," he murmured. Karlach sighed, her hands playing with his, squeezing, tracing his fingers. She felt the softness of his palms as much as the brass scales on the backs of his hands. Her tail encircled and stroked his shin, and her feet tapped against the tops of his, doing a little dance. She always had so much energy when they went to bed together, energy he usually had to thoroughly expel from her in very satisfying ways… but tonight, he could tell this was all she wanted. He was happy to give it to her. “It is, isn’t it?” she said, laughing softly and kissing his palm. “Creature comforts.” “Mmhmm.” He nuzzled the back of her neck, closing his eyes. If he closed his eyes, it felt (and smelled) a bit like embracing a campfire, though a fair bit more pleasant. “Necessities, more like.” “You really are a bit of a ponce, aren’t you,” she said with a chuckle. “I am not,” he replied, feigning offense as he tickled the bottom of her foot with his toe. He felt her jump a little and it warmed him almost as much as her engine did. “I simply prefer the indoors to the outdoors. What’s precisely wrong with that?” “Pretty boring, really.” She elbowed him gently in the stomach. “Life happens outdoors.” “And I’d rather ‘life’ didn’t protrude up into my shoulder blades when I’m trying to sleep. Or seep through my tent when it storms. Or get into my bedroll and lay eggs. Or—” “Alright, alright,” she laughed, turning her head and looking over her shoulder into his eyes. “Baby.”

...so you can tell where the title came from!

I didn't really have a direction or a structure for this when I started it (the real reason for the title) but as I got further, I started to think about a selection of bedtime moments between my Tav (Sevistur the dragonborn paladin) and Karlach. The first time they sleep next to each other, the first time they sleep with each other, the first time they share a roof, the first time they share a bath or a bed. A sort of timeline of expanding boundaries and deepening intimacy.

I think the general thrust of it would be Sev coming to grips with how much he cares for Karlach, and then how much he needs to solve Karlach's condition, with him very quietly deciding what he wants to do about it. The thing is, he knows she doesn't wanna argue about it, so it's gotta go pretty much unsaid for most of it, living mostly in his interiority up until we get to the end, which has to take place in either Avernus or the epilogue. I haven't quite gotten that far!

I definitely want to, though. Karlach is easily my favorite romanceable NPC in years, and in a game that also includes Shadowheart that is saying something. It always makes me feel a bit strange to write an OC romancing a canon character, but that's kind of the whole point of BG3, and I like them too much to let that weird hangup of mine stop me, so here we are!

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Ultima Ex Nobis | ch. XIV

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Nessian AU word count: ~2,6k words warnings: smut, f o r, minors dni summary: Six years into a global pandemic which was caused by a mass fungal infection that turns hosts into zombie-like creatures and makes the whole of Prythian collapse, the former army general Cassian Cadell is tasked with one very special mission – escorting Nesta Archeron, one of the few immune survivors, across a post-apocalyptic Prythian to a group of people of the name L. Their identity  is unknown but they can make an antidote.

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It isn’t in Nesta’s nature to kill an innocent deer for the sake of them having food. But during this tense time, she has figured, you simply had to do things –unspeakable things– in order to survive. Both Eris and Azriel gasped when they saw the huge stag Cassian has carried home and now it was lying on the garage floor. Azriel parked the car differently, making more room for the deer and Eris offered —he after all was the doctor— to cut the animal open and prepare the meat for their dinner. 

“Killing is never easy.” With that Cassian sits down on the couch next to Nesta. “No matter if it is a human being or an animal. You take a life and that is never easy. If I had known that it would affect you that much I would not have—“ “I am glad you brought me along. Please, don’t worry. I can deal with it. And after all, I wanted to join.” Nesta says and turns her head to him. “Are you okay, though?”

“I am, Nesta. I really am, thank you for asking.” Nesta. Her name hollows through her mind and she knows that only when Cassian is really sincere or serious he speaks her full name. She knows that right now she can believe him. There is a little awkward tension between the two of them, there is desire that is slowly stretching out, making their hearts beat faster and their skin grow tight and their is a sudden silence in the living room that makes them both nervous. Cassian can barely focus. He just wants to bury his head between her…well, between her thighs and drink her in, taste her and—

He can’t think of that right now, otherwise he would have to endure dinner with a constant boner and that he really does not want. It would be odd, inappropriate and he would never hear the end of it. 

“Az!” Cassian says in a loud voice and stands up in one fluid motion. With fast steps and a rigid posture, he leaves the living room, walks into the adjoint kitchen and braces his hands on the backrest of Azriel’s chair. “Cass?” Azriel asks calmly, his eyes fully focused on the screen in front of him. It is a shame that Azriel can no longer work for the government, Cassian thinks, but the government they once knew is no longer. Azriel was a great spy, the country profited a lot of him. 

“Any news?”

The former spy gives his head a little shake and that is all of an answer Cassian gets. But he rests his arms on the chair, looks over Azriel’s broad shoulders and tries to figure out what the numbers and lines and figures and tables and all that stuff on his best friend’s computer mean. “Any idea who L is?” Azriel shakes his head again, this time the movement is barely visible and Cassian gets the memo that Azriel does not really feel like talking right now. So he lets go of the chair, turns around and assess the kitchen. He can’t go back into the living room, he would take Nesta right on the couch if he went back in there. So this is no option, they at least have to keep up some modesty. 

It is then that the door opens and Eris, his hands covered in blood, carries in a big piece of meat that he places in a casserole that rests on the stove. Cassian inclines his head at Eris who walks up to the sink and washes his hands. 

Cassian’s attention returns to the hanging calendar he has glanced at when the door opened. It hangs on the wall in front of him. He has only seen it a few seconds ago. It is marked up with appointments that make the insides of his stomach sour. Judy’s birthday party, May 25th 2019 - Emma dentist appointment, May 26th 2019, Judy cheerleading practice—

Cassian has to tear his eyes away from the wall, and lets his gaze wander to the rack of metal pots hanging on the wall across from him. Below them Eris puts all sort of things on the meat and then lifts it up to put the casserole into the oven. 

Around an hour later the meat is ready to be eaten and it is only then that Nesta appears in the kitchen. Cassian does not know what she has been doing in the meantime. Maybe she was reading in her smutty romance books, looking for some inspiration for later on. Has he perfectly fought the rising desire inside of him, is all that forgotten when his thoughts once again wander to this dark place in his mind. Right, Cassian thinks, I actually tried to not think about sex with Nesta Archeron for at least ten minutes. 

The meal is good and fresh, tastes better than anything they have eaten in the past weeks, months actually. It is Nesta who moans around a bite she takes and it definitely sends the wrong signals to one specific body part of Cassian. He curls his hands into a fists and calls upon his rationality. It is not possible to crave someone that much. He must be going crazy, he concludes. Luckily neither Eris nor Azriel notice his aroused state — the latter is too focused on the figures and lines on his computer, the former too focused on trying to tear Azriel away from said computer and make him eat his dinner. Their tummies are full and happy by the time they finish eating and Nesta is the first to thank them all for preparing it. But it is Eris who says, nothing but sincerity in his voice, “You helped hunt for our dinner. We should be thanking you.” In unison the three men say thank you and tears start to build up in Nesta’s eyes. She forces a smile to her lips, her throat burning at their kindness because no one has ever thanked her for what she has done. 

“But Cassian—“ “You were there, Nes. You nearly shot a doe. That is what matters.” Cassian winks at her and finishes his last piece of meat before pushing his plate back. Their gazes meet, they are full of heat and passion and neither can look away. 

“I…” Nesta pushes her chair back, wipes her hands down her thighs and stands. “I will take a shower now.” Her gaze leaves Cassian when she turns around. 

But that is not the end of this conversation. She is on the verge of leaving the room, and quickly glances over her shoulder, right into Cassian’s eyes, grinning and hoping it is invitation enough for him to join her. She really hopes that he gets it, not knowing how to make it more obvious that she wants to shower with him. 

And he does understand. The moment Nesta is out of the room, Cassian stands as well. “I’ll clean that all up tomorrow morning. Do me one favour and go upstairs,” —Cassian smirks— “and draw a blind eye. Both of you.”

The two men chuckle, but understand and quickly put their dishes into the sink before strolling out of the room. Cassian can see how absolutely not easy it is for Azriel to leave his computer and his findings behind, but he also knows that his brother would do everything for him and he values that a lot. 

“But Cass,” Azriel says and turns back to his brother. He grins, and it is mischievous. “Don’t show your hand all at once.” With a wink Azrile leaves the room. Cassian hears the two men walk up the staircase and once the sound of a door being close reaches his ears he sets out for the bathroom, knocking softly when he arrives there. He does not have to wait long for the yes, and walks in, his heart beating in his throat. 

There she stands, dressed in only the white lacy underwear and for a moment Cassian forgets how to breathe. “Took you quite a while,” Nesta hums, slowly letting her eyes trail over him. There is fire in them, a fire Cassian has not seen there before. He does not really know what has changed between them, but probably it is the comfort and security they offer each other. 

“I had to make sure we were alone.” Cassian smirks again, leaning against the door, and crosses his strong arms over his chest. “So I assume it was an invitation to…?” He cocks his brow and waits. 

“To save some water,” Nesta says with a hint of gleeful joy in her voice. “You know we live in a crisis and it would be a shame to waste more water than needed. If we shower together we will make sure not a single drop too much is wasted.” Her hair slides over her shoulder when Nesta cranes her neck, letting her finger trail from her collar bone down to her cleavage. Cassian’s eyes follow the movement and leave heat in every place they touch. His gaze explores, touches all the places he later on wants to devour with his hands. He grins then, gives his head a little shake and pushes off the wall. His voice lowers when he says, “You will be my end, Nes,” and his hands capture her face. For a moment they look each other, then their lips meet in a searing kiss. Nesta claws at his shirt, and manages to pull it over his head a moment later. They have to break the kiss to get rid off the other pieces of clothing, their hands not working fast enough for both their liking. The former general spins Nesta around, his front pressed against her back, Nesta hands braced on the sink. With casual simplicity Cassian manages to unclip her bra and just a second later it goes flying across the room, landing somewhere close to the toilet. He stands behind her, meeting her gaze through the dusty mirror. Then his lips lower to her shoulder, he kisses her there, nibbles softly when his hands come up, brushing over her breasts, the hardened peaks and he begins to palm her. “Say you want that, Nes.”

Her lips part with a little moan when he rolls her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger, his arousal a hard press against her butt. “I want that,” Nesta breathes. Her eyes fall shut, but she forces them open and meets Cassian’s gaze again. “I want you.” He thrusts his hips into her a little, then pulls back so he can pull down her panties, leaving her absolutely bare for him. She is glistening already, and a low groan leaves Cassian at the sight of her. He pulls the grey joggers down his hips, his underwear coming off as well, his hard length springing free. “Shower. Now.” It sounds like a command, but it comes out gentler, more like a request. 

Her cunt is dripping with arousal when Cassian stands in front of her in all his naked glory. Her back is pressed against the shower wall, Cassian’s hands on her body, his lips on her mouth. He is touching her everywhere, his presence fills the whole room, her whole body, her mind. There is only Cassian and he is every inside of her system. Nesta reaches between the two of them, stroking his hard cock, loving how the tall general shudders with her first touch. He places a sloppy kiss right below her ear, and turns on the water that is falling down on them in wet and hot drops. “You want my cock, huh?” Nesta moans, her thumb brushing his tip where a bead of moisture has already gathered. “Yes,” she breathes, turning her head so she can kiss his cheek. “I want all of you.”

Don’t show your hand all at once. Azriel’s words sound in his mind and as much as he wants to fuck Nesta against the shower wall, he also wants to do things slower with her. Not already go full in. One step at the time, or so. “You won’t be getting my cock tonight.” He swipes his thumb over her lower lip, grinning at her little pout. “Patience, Nes.” 

And with that he crouches down in front of her, his large hands grabbing her thighs so he can spread her legs. She is wet, rosy and so ready for him. Cassian nearly comes at the sight of her, his cock painfully throbbing, but tonight he would only offer her his tongue. His hand slides to her knee and he skillfully lifts her leg, placing her knee over his shoulder so he has better access to her centre. He kisses her there, a small peck, a tiny taste when he licks over his lower lip, savouring his first taste of her. She tastes like heaven. 

The moment Nesta’s back bows of the wall and her hand fists his hair he lets his tongue glide through her wet folds, the hot water falling down on him. He devours her, his lips capture the tight bud at the apex of her thighs. Nesta removes his hair from the hair tie, twirling his strands around her fingers. Cassian loves how she shivers and moans when he flicks his tongue at her click, soft at first, then harder, suckling and licking, devouring her. Nesta claws at his scalp, her other hand grabbing her breast. Her head is thrown back, lips parted, eyes squeezed closed. Cassian is stroking himself, grabbing himself harder at the high pitched moans that leave Nesta, how her breathing quickens, how she is rubbing herself against his face. He laps at the arousal leaking out of her, collecting it all before going back to sucking on her clit. She is screaming his name, curses mixing in, by the time her walls tighten. She wants to clench her thighs, Cassian’s light stubble and his long hair tickling her skin when she presses her leg against his head. She will definitely have whisker burn on her thighs the next morning. 

But Nesta does not care about it, all she cares is the immense amount of pleasure crashing into her. She comes with a cry of bliss, her knees buckling but Cassian is there to catch her. When he straightens, he lifts her into his arms, pressing her against the wall behind them, kissing her deeply. Nesta can taste herself on his lips, on his tongue. Her legs curl around his waist, his cock wedged between them. They kiss, savour the taste of the other until no air is left in their lunge and they have to part. Cassian’s hand is braced on the shower wall next to Nesta’s head, his chest heaving with deep inhales when he turns a little and spills himself against the shower wall and the floor, the water from the shower thank God cleaning it all. 

“I think I was wrong,” he breathes. “The meat clearly wasn’t the best thing I ate tonight.” A grin spreads over his lips before Cassian kisses the corner of Nesta’s mouth. Her lips are still parted, her face flushed, her eyes wide. But then she grins and it lights up the whole room, Cassian’s heart and he wraps her into his arms, and kisses the side of her head.

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tags: @helhjertet @moonlightazriel@crushedcloudsx @brekkershadowsinger @girasoli-e-sorrisi @ignite-me@swifti-ed @cassiansbigwingspan @burningsnowleopard @headcanonheadcase @banasheefan56 @a-frog-with-a-laptop

[pirate-of-the-southern-isles]

Fanfic snippet - When Hans had learned about the "Troll theory"

Not so long after, the company has spread around the bookshop and disappeared from each other’s sight. Which, as Hans thought, was probably the safest option for him. He was finally able to find a nice chair and sit down for a moment to think about what the hell just happened.

His father, his brothers, his whole family, has spent three years hammering into his head with a burning passion what a shame he brought to them all. And he could even agree with them. And now it turns out that there are some people out there who consider him a hero? How?! Everything was perfectly clear! Anna, in this letter of hers, wrote the truth, the whole truth and only the truth. What was their reason not to believe her?!

It wasn’t like this, like, at all. OK, it was, but in a totally different way. Yes, he was handing over those blankets and jackets, and yes, he found a place in Arendellian palace where people could find a shelter and food, and yes, he was watching over the hot glogg. Yes, that’s true. But he wasn’t doing all this because he cared, he was doing it, because he wanted them to like him and trust him and accept him as their future King. There is a difference. And then… then it was completely not like the lecturer has told, because no, there was no troll magic, that’s impossible. The plan was ready for years! Since Lars has told him about Elsa and how he should consider marrying her!

He shut his eyes and tried to recall that scene. Lars was searching through his maps and wondered why father allows Caleb to run amok – which, in a language of simple folks, was called „causing incidents on borders”. It was right after their mother’s birthday dinner, when the rest of those apes made bullying him a main attraction of the evening, as usual. So, after he had rested in the docks for a while, he went to the library. And then, the twins came to tell Lars about the death of Arendelle’s royal couple. And then… damn, how much he would give to have Lars to shut up this one time.

He remembered it. He remembered the red velvet chairs, a smell of dust and a warm tone of his older brother. He remembered the sound of the doors opening, Rudi and Runo’s stupid faces and papers, blown away from the table by a sudden air movement.

But… if trolls have changed Anna’s memory about Elsa…

Whatever Kristoff says, is irrelevant. He is a side in this conflict. No. Hans had to conduct his own research.

He got up and took the flyer to find an etnography and etnology section. He went right there, not sure if he can trust in his own sanity. Yes, he encountered a lot of creatures with abilities to alter people’s – and other animals – minds with venoms, hypnosis or other stuff. But if it will turn out that he was imprisoned and went through it all only because some trolls wanted to have their own man in the palace…!

Calm down, it is impossible!

Is it?! He just learnt that his ex’s memories were literally changed and cleared, so she couldn’t remember about something as important as her own sister’s magical abilities! Who knows, if…

He suddenly felt sick. He needed to sit down again. There was no time to look for another chair.

Three years.

Three years of hell.

And now someone is stating that there is a possibility he could have been framed?!

If that’s true, I will burn Arendelle to the ground.

No. No, no, no. He couldn’t think like that, not anymore. He grabbed his left ear. He felt the cold of his earrings. Took a few deep breaths. He imagined a night full of stars. Warmth on his skin. Smell of the open sea. Sails’s flapper. Hard, wooden bench by the cabin, right between doors and left stairs. Calm, kind voice of captain Rogers, asking, as usual, the right question.

„If that’s the truth about what happened” imaginary Rogers started „think, what would have happened if they wouldn’t alter your mind.”

„I wouldn’t rot in those stables for three years, that’s what would happen".

„Yes, and you would still be a prince of the Southern Isles. Were you happy back then?”.

„Happier than a slave in those stables”.

„Let’s try differently. That night, you know which one… where would you be, if you were still a prince?”.

Hans took a breath. A sea. A smell of salt.

„I would be… probably in my chambers. Or in Arendelle, depends if I would convince one of them to marry me”.

„So you wouldn’t be in your cell, is that correct?”

A big explosion. Boom. Pieces of wall, made of a black stone which was not supposed to break under any artillery, but then it did. A cannonball that brought him a new life.

„That’s correct. I wouldn’t be there”.

Waves crashing on broadsides. Morning Star’s gentle rocking.

„Are you happy as a pirate?”.

He smiled. Now he was remembering different things. His head was suddenly flooded by the bright, happy memories. Layla’s insane laugh. The first time when he tasted a coconut. Mango, purring in his lap. Successfull boarding upon some unsuspecting ship. His crew cheering. How the world looks like from a crow’s nest. Egg patting his back. A bet with Bernard, easily winned. A sight of a group of wild buffalos, when they once anchored in the New World. The day when he became a captain. The first time in the Republic, when he saw how different the world can be. Dancing in their favourite bar. Meeting new friends. Those evenings with shanties on their deck. Yet another one lost treasure retrieved. Cannons’s boom and reckless duels, sacks of gold and chests of jewels.

„Yes” he said, almost out loud.

„I am glad” Roger’s face was brightened by a smile. „But let’s wonder… would you become a pirate if you weren’t there that night? In the exactly right place in the exactly right time?”.

It was a tough question. The pirates were all over the place. He could, in theory, grab and make his offer to any of them. But would he be desperate enough to change his life this radically?

No, he admitted right away. In this case – no. In this case he would probably stay with his lovely family and be miserable till the end of his days.

„So… if they really did something to my brain… I should be grateful?”

„Dear Neptune, no! I didn’t say it. If that’s really their work and you went to Arendelle with truly good intentions, then you have every right to be furious. And I am saying like Davy Jones’ level of fury.”

„Exactly!”

„But, in the end, your fate was changed. I think, for the better. Wasn’t it?”

Without those three years in stables he wouldn’t became a pirate, that’s for sure. There wouldn’t be the first time crossing the Equator. There wouldn’t be passage round the Horn of the South. He wouldn’t get himself tattoos or earrings – hell, he wouldn’t even think about it! He wouldn’t be laying down on the incredibly soft, white beaches of the Coconut Isles. He wouldn’t see volcanos explode, nor the whale’s inside, not the Pearly Gates open down in the Southern Ocean. Layla wouldn’t teach him to play stories. Bernard wouldn’t teach him how to shoot a musket and a colt. He wouldn’t have met many people he was no longer able to imagine his life without.

He wouldn’t have met captain Rogers.

It was all truth, but those three years were so damn hard.

It just… He just wished he was certain that he had deserved it. Because if it turns out that he had to endure this nightmare without any actual fault of his own, then… then it would make it, somehow, a lot worse.  

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Chapter 35, "The Pirate of the Southern Isles".

So, Hans and his guests were able to hear what the rest of the world is thinking about events from six years ago in Arendelle. It is safe to say that it didn't go exactly how they imagined it will. What they have heard was basically one, big, fat Hans' defence and laudation. Including the famous "Troll theory" - a theory in which it was the trolls who actually made Hans evil, to "get the fiancee out of the way" for Kristoff.

When Hans heard about it - and learnt that they did the same thing to Anna - he started to question his own sanity and bought himself a lot of books to learn about the trolls and their abilities.

...but no, his mind wasn't altered. It was still, to his own relief, all his fault.

When Hans is overwhelmed, or sad, or angry, or when he has to make a choice he is not sure about because his moral reasoning is still a little off, he grabs his left ear (the one with the earrings) and try to ask himself "What would captain Rogers say?", because captain Rogers (the captain of the "Morning Star", Hans escaped from the Isles on its deck) is his final authority now.

Sorry about all the mistakes, English is still not my native language.

[theyareweird]

Nurturing Beastman – Chapter 2

Wild Animals

“That explains a lot.” Niko smiled. “It’s no wonder Onica doesn’t know what a Nature Beastman is, or the differences between us versus themself as a Nurturer Beastman. They’re quite sheltered, Chief.” Niko added.

Kiki nodded in understanding. “The Nature Beastman of your specific ape tribe were quite neglectful in passing down such knowledge to you, dear child.”

Although Onica was beyond puzzled at the situation they found themself in, they knew they needed to think. If this were all real, then they had to focus on survival. Since Onica didn’t actually belong to any of the ape tribes of the clan, they knew no tribal leader would recognize them if they were reported. With this in mind, Onica had to say something before they were found out as a false member of the ape clan.

“Uh, you don’t need to report me to my chief.” Onica blurted.

“Why not? Is something wrong?” Niko questioned.

“Well, you said I’m almost mature, right? Why not let me live independently from my tribe?” Onica shrugged.

Kiki then grinned from ear to ear. His crows feet deepened as his eyes narrowed. “I’m pleased to hear you want to live amongst my tribe!” The chief happily chirped.

Onica’s shoulders dropped. That wasn’t what they had in mind. However, a blaring horn burst through the air in the distance. Niko and the chief’s stances then stiffened. Both their pointed ears also turned in the direction of the tooting horn.

“That’s the scouting alarm! Danger must be near! I am needed at the border.” Niko said in a rush. “Keep the Nurturer inside.” Kiki nodded as the young man dropped on all fours and shifted into a black cat.

The transformation appeared in a distorted blur. It was like magic in Onica’s eyes. They were amazed and a bit curious all at once. The second Onica thought to question what kind of protection a little kitty could provide, Niko’s average cat body suddenly grew to four feet and two inches tall with a width of four feet and seven inches. The second he was the size of an average adult lion, Niko jumped through the door and ran off. All Onica could do was stare with wide eyes and their jaw dropped to the floor.

As Niko darted through the village, he sniffed out the area for any unfamiliar scent. He eventually heard the sound of heavy footprints charging in the tribe’s direction, followed by a howl. Niko’s slit pupils narrowed and his ears twitched. Running towards the source of the noise, the large black cat caught sight of a potential female Nurturer in distress. She was up in a tree, fearing for her life as a pack of wild wolves surrounded the tree’s truck. The wolves were attempting to claw their way up, snapping their drooling jaws as they jumped to catch their prey.

Niko then arched his back, allowing his black fur to stand on end. His claws flared. Niko hissed and screeched at the wolves on his level. His teeth bared. With his ears pressed against his head, Niko lunged at one of the wolves. He sunk his teeth into the creature’s neck, violently shaking his head. Niko’s claws scratched up the wolf’s body. The wolf attempted to turn his head around and bite the cat, but it was hopeless. Rolling on its back, the wolf threw Niko off. However, he pounced on the same wolf and took the creature’s neck in between his jaws. Niko then bit down hard before cocking his head at an angle. A snap reached his ears and the wolf’s body went limp. Dropping the corpse from his mouth, Niko arched his back once more to intimate the remaining wolves.

One wolf then jumped at Niko, but he swiped at the wolf across its maw. The wolf howled in pain but refused to back down. Niko then charged at the wolf, screeching as he went. The wolf backed up while snapping his jaws at Niko, nipping his muzzle. Hissing in pain, the black cat latched onto the wolf’s neck with both paws and tore up its flesh. Another wolf then jumped onto Niko’s back. Despite the struggle, he stood firm. Niko darted forward, slamming the first wolf into the tree. He then clawed out the wolf’s eyes, causing it to snarl. The black cat then backed up and rolled onto the ground to shake off the second wolf. By this point, Niko ferociously swiped his back claws into the wolf’s spine, ripping open its flesh. With three out of five of the pack members either dead or severely injured, the remaining wolves fled with their tails between their legs.

Relaxing his body, Niko tilted his head back to see a petite nurturer with jaw-length brown hair. Wiggling his backend, the black cat then jumped into the tree. The girl’s amber eyes widened in surprise as she jolted back onto another branch. Despite the stench of fresh iron on Niko’s mouth and paws, he was incredibly calm. His black nose twitched to smell if the nurturer had been injured. Niko’s jaw hung agape with his sandpaper tongue sticking out, indicating he was processing the odor. This nurturer smelled of lavender... and blood. Ironically, the nurturer smelled good to the black cat. Scanning her figure, Niko’s yellow eyes trailed down in between her legs. There, crimson liquid pooled around and a trail rolled down one of the girl’s legs.

Morphing his body, Niko turned back into a man. The girl’s amber eyes squinted at the bright light. When it faded, her eyes widened at the sight, which replaced the cat in front of her. Niko’s thin, pale white body was completely exposed for the poor girl to see. A fierce red blush creeped on her cheeks as she respectfully turned her head to the side to avert her eyes.

“There’s no need to be afraid, little female.” The humanoid cat purred. “My name is Niko. I saved you. Now, you can be my mate!” Niko happily exclaimed. “What’s your name?” He smiled.

“Kianna Komori.” The girl simply replied. Kianna had no idea what was going on. She was grateful to have been saved, but she was terribly confused. Kianna had no clue as to where she was nor why a naked man, who was previously a cat, was trying to claim her as his property? Even narrating this scenario inside her mind didn’t help make things any clearer.

“I’ll take you to my tribe where you’ll be safe.” He purred, with his black tail flicking as he spoke. Niko then grabbed Kianna’s wrist and pulled her towards his bare body.

“Ah!” Kianna cried in protest.

Wrapping one arm around Kianna’s shoulders, Niko slid his other arm under her knees and jumped from the tree. Kianna gasped in response, subconsciously holding onto Niko’s neck to stabilize herself as he gracefully landed. The cat’s eyes sparkled with joy at her physical interaction towards him. Niko took it as a sign she was attracted to him. With Kianna in his arms, he then darted off into the direction of his cat tribe.

“Chief! Chief! I found another Nurturer!” Niko excitedly announced, rushing back through Kiki’s front door.

Onica blinked in surprise. At first, they were happy to see a girl dressed in clothing from their world. Then, Onica’s pale blue eyes trailed down Niko’s body to notice he was standing completely naked in front of them. The idea was a little odd to Onica, but they weren’t as sensitive to the concept as others from their original world. In their eyes, everyone has the same body, regardless of gender. However, the girl in Niko’s arms would beg to differ. Despite her blank facial expression, her cheeks were red from embarrassment at the man’s obvious lack of shame.

This girl was wearing a long-sleeved dress. The top half was beige, while the dark brown skirt fell past her knees. She dressed modestly, adorning a pair of beige colored stockings along with a pair of black leather mary jane shoes. Onica wondered if this girl was from Europe based on her cute but preppy attire.

“I saved this Nurturer girl from a pack of wild wolves. Now, she’s my mate!” Niko excitedly explained.

Kiki frowned at the young warrior, handing him his fur skirt he left behind earlier from shifting. “Is she? I doubt she’s of age.” The chief said, stepping closer to sniff the brunette haired girl. Moving closer, the middle-aged man caught the sweet aroma of Kianna’s hormones and it smelled good.

“She is of age!” Niko argued. “The blood from her uterus cycle attracted the wolves to her from the forest.” He pointed out.

Kiki then grinned at Kianna. “Congratulations, dear child!” He exclaimed. “You’ve reached your uterus cycle and have fully matured. You must be at least sixteen years of age.”

Niko is beaming with joy. “Yes! Once Kianna has stopped bleeding, we can reproduce and have kittens!” He cried.

Onica pursed their lips at this. In their world, female bodied people can have a period as early as nine years old. However, the average age for someone to gain their first period in Onica’s home world was between fourteen and fifteen years old. However, a female’s body would still be growing and giving birth would be quite difficult. Due to this, humans should not conceive children until they are at least age twenty-two. In the Beast World, according to these humanoid cats, females were physically mature and able to bear children at age sixteen.

“I didn’t agree to becoming your mate or to having your children!” Kianna cried out in protest.

Niko looked down at Kianna. His big yellow cat eyes filled with sadness. “But…” Niko whimpered with his droopy ears.

“Niko!” Kiki snapped. “You know the rules. If you save a Nurturer’s life, you are allowed to outright request they take you as a mate, but you can not force them to have you if they decline.” The man scolded.

Niko then gently set Kianna down and allowed her to stand on her own two feet. “Outch.” She muttered under her breath.

Kiki then approached Kianna out of concern and asked, “What's wrong, dear child?”

Kianna tried to straighten her stance, but her ankle hurt too much to stand on it. “It’s my ankle. I twisted it while running.” She admitted through a flat tone.

“Oh, no!” Kiki gasped. “We must get you to the tribe doctor immediately!”

Kianna Komori OC by: @nunezs-stuff

[dmwrites]

Impulse was sick. Runny nose, coughing, the whole thing. So of course when he’d stumbled out of his room which he’d been moping around in for the last week and had found a compass on his floor that told him to come somewhere at 8pm, he was instantly grumpy. An adventure? He loved adventure! But he was sick!

“How are you feeling, buddy?” Pearl suddenly appeared from the sky, also holding a compass. “Good to see you on your feet.”

“I feel awful.” Impulse told her, nose all stuffed up. “Pearl, you’ve got to help me. I want to go to wherever this compass is going to take us, but I feel so crappy. You’re the soup expert, and live with mushrooms- are there any mushroom soups that could be cold medicine?

Pearl hummed thoughtfully. “I think I could whip something up. Hold on.” She flew off, back to her side of the river. Impulse watched her look around and pick a few mushrooms from the ground. She went inside for a moment, then came back out holding a bowl.

“Okay.” She landed back in front of him, proffering the bowl. “This should, I think, make you feel a lot better. I love experiments.”

“What was that last bit?” Impulse asked.

“Nothing, nothing.” Pearl replied airily.

“Okay!” Impulse ate the soup. Pearl was watching him closely as he finished. The fuzziness of his head cleared a little bit. “Okay, i think I can work with this. I do feel a little better… I think.”

“Excellent!” Pearl clapped her hands. “Im so glad I didn’t accidentally poison you. Now let’s get going and find out what on earth this whole compass thing is about!”

The compass turned out to lead to Grian’s rift, which looked a little different since the last time Impulse had seen it. He did feel a little better, the fresh air was nice. He still felt a little woozy, but just leaned against the wall as Grian explained what all was happening with the rift, and asked all the assembled hermits to join him and find out what was on the other side. Everyone agreed, with varying degrees of excitement, and Impulse blew his nose before joining them at the portal and stepping through.

The place he, and all the other hermits, ended up at, was not the nether. No, it was pretty far from any kind of nether anything. It was a whole other land. And it was bright. Impulse put a hand over his eyes.

“Pearl, I don’t think you put healing mushrooms in the soup.” He muttered. There was no answer. He took his hand away and frowned. “Pearl?” Everyone was gone. He was, in fact, in a completely different place. There was a mossy looking roof of a house in front of him. He sniffed, and reached for the handkerchief he kept in his pocket. Nothing was there, his pockets were empty. “Oh no. Where on earth am I going to find a tissue?”

“I have tissues.” Came a voice from the other side of the roof. “Who is that, fwip?”

Impulse climbed onto the roof and landed in front of a very weird looking girl. He took the tissue out of her hand without much thought and wiped his nose.

“Thanks- wait, who are you?” Impulse looked down at the tiny… creature before him.

“You’re not fwip!” The creature had looked shocked, but now she pulled out a sword and pointed it at him. “Who are you?”

“What on earth is going on?” Impulse reached for his beard out of instinct, and screamed when he found only his own chin. “Why am I shaved? Who shaved me?”

“Who are you?” The creature screamed equally as loud, looking skittish. The other bipedal animals around her- oh my god all of the animals were bipedal- started hiding under things.

“What was in that mushroom soup?” Impulse asked himself, putting his head in his hands. “Okay. I’m Impulse. Sorry, I just have a cold right now, and I think my friend made some faulty cold medicine.”

“What are you doing here?” The creature wasn’t putting that sword away. “How did you get here?”

“Lizzie, who’s this?” A new voice joined the conversation, and Impulse peered through his fingers at a very small green man.

“I don’t know, he just appeared.” The Lizzie hissed. “He asked for a tissue and climbed on my roof!”

“Hey fella, are you okay?” The green guy was talking to him like some kind of scared animal. “It’s okay, we won’t hurt you- Lizzie put away that sword!”

“I have a cold.” Impulse said.

“That’s a shame. Can I kill him now?” The Lizzie said, assumedly asking that last part to the small guy.

“Okay, first of all, no. You, what did you say your name was, Impulse? Come with me. I’ll take you to Gobland.”

So Impulse went, rubbing his chin in a confused way, down into a huge cave. The goblin, named fwip, gave him some nice things to eat and wear, then brought him to a god’s land and instructed him to steal the gold one day for him. Which was confusing.

But he did finally end up running into a few hermits, including Pearl.

“Pearl! What on earth did you put into the soup? I’m hallucinating that we’re in a different world and my beard is gone and you… when did you change your clothes?”

Pearl frowned. “There’s nothing hallucinatory in the soup, Impulse. This is real.”

Impulse looked at her, then at Cub and a colorful man he didn’t know. “No, this is definitely a fever dream. I’m going back to bed.”

And so, ill and very much convinced he was dreaming, Impulse found a small hole in the ground somewhere and fell asleep, reminding himself never to accept cold medicine or soup from Pearl ever again.

[maleyanderecafe]

What's Your Name? (Otome)

Created by: Sunlit-Dreamer

Genre: Horror/Romance

Phew, this one is pretty cool. It's essentially a monster dating sim but with a horror twist. Each love interest is a yandere in their own right, and each MC is a different character with different circumstances and insights, which I thought was pretty interesting. The premise itself is essentially matching up humans with monsters, but I think the way its done is pretty cool. This person also worked on Home's Embrace, which does explain the yandere endings in this one as well.

What's Your Name is about dating monsters, specifically a merman, a pair of dragons and a lampir. The game starts out with an introduction and quiz to match up each suitor, and based on that, you get the monster to date. The service warns you that there is only one chance at the date, and if the monster doesn't give you his name by the end of it, it will be considered a failure. In addition, you are not to give your name to the monster until he gives his name to you, as names have strong powers. For this, we'll go in order of the Lampir, Dragons and Merman since that's the order I went through.

For the Lampir, the MC in this one is a bit of a tsundere brat, only going on the date to sate her friends constant bugging of her not having a date. She wants to get in and out as soon as possible. The Lampir introduces himself and brings him into his mansion to talk. They talk about a lot of things like his lack of fashion style, his need for cleanliness and the reason why he started to date humans. It seems that he had tried dating other lampirs before, but because of his long life and personality, it's difficult. He also used to be human, living in essentially the dark ages until he became a lampir. After a tour around the house, some very loud screeching, he flies around with the MC in his arms. She admits the reason she started dating him initially was because of the peer pressure she had, though the lampir eventually grew on her. He reveals his name and the two have a nice midnight flight. On his bad endings the Lampir generally paralyzes the MC to use as feeding, except for his true bad ending where he instead keeps her forever, even stating that he'll transfer her soul into other bodies if need be.

For the dragons, the MC in this one is a business lady and is met with twin dragons. It's not what the MC expects and she gets teased by the two of them. She tries to leave, but they turn into their animal forms, to which the MC cannot resist their charms. We learn about the dragon's origin and why they are dating the MC. It seems that this species of dragon share a soul, where they have to date the same person, since they are of the same being. It was really hard for them to date anyone since most creatures seem to be monogamous, except for humans which can be polyamorous. The MC ends up going into a dress store and tries on a dress after the dragon's praise and we see that she doesn't often get the chance to do such things because of her professional life. In the end, the dragons give her their names and the three of them get together. Amongst bad endings, there's a theme of the dragon's uncle, whom has a hobby for making dolls of people, something that the dragons turn the MC into given the opportunity. There's also themes of the dragons paralyzing the MC or just physically killing her if she's done something wrong.

Finally the merman. In this one, the MC is a person who wants to have a family but is worried of the complications of mixed children between them and the merman. The merman is initially a bit shy, but opens up to her about his own family, about his sisters and mother, and how they are pretty protective over him. He's pretty innocent believing that touching hands is enough to get her pregnant and wants to have children with the MC. He's a bit saddened by the prospect of the two not having children, though he cheers up and is happy when the MC seems to find a more shortcut way to have them. After rocking on the boat, listening to the merman sing and calming him down after a storm, the MC has to leave, and the merman calls out her name, as he read it on her wetsuit. The MC refuses to turn around until the merman tells her his name. In the bad endings, the family theme comes into play as well, with the sisters dragging the MC into the ocean on certain bad endings, and the merman himself dragging her into a sea cave so they can have children together and so that he can pamper her himself.

Amongst the candidates, I think the merman is probably my favorite just because of how cute his reactions are with the MC sometimes, and probably has the most "loving" relationship with her even in the bad endings. Each monster has it's own yandere ending, which ends up with the MC disappearing in the dating service's eyes and leaving a report of a missing person, though they don't seem to actually do much. Personally, I'd say that the dragons aren't really so much as yanderes considering in the bad endings they sort of just throw her away to become a doll in favor of getting a better human though you could argue something similar for the Lampir since he also uses the MC for a food supply in one of the endings. The dragons are also polyamorous, which while I think the concept does work in this case (since they "share a soul" you can think of the two as one soul in two bodies), I still think the way they went about the bad endings make them seem less loving as a yandere and more as them using the MC as a toy to play around with. Still though, that's more on what my opinions on there, as there are such things as doll maker yanderes, which is likely what the creator was going for, so I can understand if there are arguments for the dragons being yanderes, I just think they're the "least" yandere out of all of them. I like how each MC is different since it gives different chemistry with each of the monsters and has a different outlook in life that synergizes with the personalities of each monster. Each of the monsters worst endings are also unique to their yandere "theme" which is pretty cool as well.

Overall, a fun game and who doesn't want to date monsters? In addition there's a special segment where we learn more about the monsters in general once you play the game. Have fun dating your yandere boys!

[forthedancingandthethriving]

After the dust settles, Andrew and Daisy are left wondering what the hell just happened.

Their daughter's defiance had been expected, of course. The fact that she had friends both willing and able to help her run away again was a surprise, but it at least made sense. At least until you considered just who and what had come for her.

Teenagers capable of magic with only three shirts between the five of them? Superpowered animals that seemed strangely familiar, particularly that talking yellow rat that had somehow gotten drunk off cocktail sauce of all things? An oddly classy cat woman who'd managed to hijack the band they'd hired to play her bizarre foreign music? That mustachioed man who'd done...unspeakable things to a plate of spaghetti while what seemed to be his young daughter built some sort of doomsday device in the background?! The thief who no one had seen but had clearly been through most of the manor (and had left notes claiming the many seemingly valuable items they'd left behind were costume jewelry and cheap knockoffs). Whatever the fuck that pink thing that had traumatized the chefs was?!

Worst of all was that little astronaut who'd stood between them and Tulip when they'd tried to make her see sense, as though he had any right to keep her from where she belonged.

Andrew would think it was some insane nightmare if it weren't for all the witnesses and property damage.

"Oh, where did it all go so wrong with you, Tulip?"

"I believe I can shed some light on that."

Startled, he looked all around for the source of that gravelly voice.

"Down here."

He followed the instruction, then yelped and stumbled back. "You-what are you!?"

Before him stood a blocky red creature no more than two feet tall with a simple, bushy-browed face set in a permanent scowl, wearing nothing but a grey hat and overcoat. It held up its squarish mitten hands in a placating manner, "easy there, pal! I come in peace."

While that didn't answer his question, it did at least give him a chance to calm down and consider what the being had said, "You...know something about my daughter?"

It(he? they sounded like a man at least) nodded, "And the people she went with. It has to do with their...unusual behavior."

Now that seemed promising. As he recalled, all of this trouble began with Tulip's massive outburst and disappearing act after she'd been named heir of the company. She'd seemingly become a different person overnight, and if this fellow could explain what had caused it...

"Well then, it seems we have a lot to talk about. Do come in, mister..."

He almost smiled, "Blook, sir. Barry the Blook."

HOLY. SHIT. /VVVPOS

I love this?? So?? Fucking?? Much?? Describing what the other Avatars were doing, her parents' delusion about Tulip, Olimar standing between them and her?? FUCK YEEEEEEAH.

And then the set up the Barry?? FUCKING.

EATS /POS

[isaslibrary]

House of Sky And Breath Theories (contain Spoilers)

sooo i just finished hosab and let me say it was so fucking amazingggg! while reading i got a few new theories about the worlds of crescent city, acotar and throne of glass

DO NOT - AND I MEAN IT - DO NOT READ IT IF YOU DON´T WANT TO SEE/READ ABOUT THE SPOILERS!!!!

Amren is the 7th lost Asteri sister - They say that the Prince of the Pit swallowed the 7th Asteri, Sirius, whole, but what if he didn't? Perhaps she didn't like what the Asteri stood for, and the swallowing was a method of dragging her into Prythian - "No one has spoken that language in this world for fifteen thousand years" is quoted by Amren when Bryce first speaks to her in HOSAB...interesting that the 7th Asteri sister was swallowed by the prince of pit 15,000 years ago - to me the timelines match up - I know Amren doesn't feed on first light, but she does drink blood...something of power in itself, taken unwillingly - She is said to be a powerful creature of unknown origins, but that doesn't mean that she isn't Asteri. They have chosen angel like bodies but that's not to say they true form is any different to what Amren was before she chose to be put in a fae body -> Could be grasping for straws here but it feels RIGHT

Ruhn looks like Rhys - are they related? - are Rhy's ancestors part of the original fae that went to Lunathion? After all, Theia and "her people were already in Lunathion" when the Asteri arrived (see next bullet to explore this) -> Funny how we don't know Rhys' last name. Could it possibly be... DANAAN?

Bryce and Ruhn's ancestors came from Prythian and ultimately, to the original world of the Fae - Rigelus mentions that Bryce's breed of fae came from a "verdant land, rich and magic". When Bryce lands in Prythian...what type of grass does she land on? "Verdant grass". - Rigelus mentions that Bryce's star of her chest is a "beacon to the world from which the Fae originally came" and that it will lead them back to that world..interesting that Bryce wanted to go to Hel, but ended up in Prythian

Theia came from the lost Dusk court / the Dusk court plays into it somehow -> Danika's project is called Dusk's Truth...coincidence? I think not.

Throne of Glass and Erilea are going to play into this cross over some how - Rigelus mentions that the wolves/shifters are fae but not from where Bryce's type of fae are from...but he does mention that they all came from a different planet where "all the Fae in that world shared their form with an animal" and they perhaps at one stage, "shared a world with [Bryce's breed of Fae" -> I can't keep a certain fae hawk, mountain lion and wolf out of my head - ToG has witches to...perhaps they also went through a rift to Lunathion -> SJM will have us ToG fans beating down her door if she doesn't do a crossover with our fav characters - it's happening and I refuse to believe otherwise

The horn is the fourth trove I´m so fucking sure about it now (had this theorie since the first cc book but now i´m just so sure about it)

Hunt is somehow related to Thurr? - I mean we ALL thought that the underking was Hunts father, but that theory is kind of dead in the water. Guy is an asshole and there was no recognition there - Bryce mentions many times he looks like Thurr, and his powers are similar...how are they connected? Son? Grandson? Timelines are unclear

Rifts are everywhere throughout SJM's books - does a lot of passing happen between worlds more than we are aware? I know Theia and her daughters figured out where all the rifts were in Lunathion, promptly closing them, but that doesn't mean there aren't rifts still open in our other favorite worlds...meaning crossing can happen a lot more easily than we think It would explain a lot of cross-over between linage and missing characters showing up in other SJM series

What do you think about these?

[lily-drake]

Gifts

Any holiday or day where gifts were given was taken with utmost seriousness in the Wayne household.  Or in other words, it was a competition to one up each other’s gifts.  It all started when Jason came to the house and Dick had come back to visit for the holidays.  Marinette hadn’t really understood what was happening when she happily opened Dick’s present, which was a new knitting kit with so many different materials.  She ran over to him and hugged him tightly as Alfred took photos.  Dick had glanced over at Jason and smirked at him, but Jay-Jay only rolled his eyes with his arms crossed.  She still hadn’t opened his after all, and he was around her more now than Dick was, which meant he had a higher advantage of knowing her new interests and endeavors.  So he watched as she pulled out a thick book of fashion design and her own embroidery set.  Her eyes practically glowed as stared at the set.  Jason hadn’t even seen her move because next thing he knew strong arms were wrapped around him.  The 7-year-old had definitely been taught by Dick on how to hug people.

Bruce gazed lovingly at his children, but he knew about their competition, and he would not be outdone by his sons.

“Daddy, Daddy, look what Birdy and Jay-Jay gave me!  They’re so nice!  Feel the material Birdy got me, I can make so many things now!”

“That sounds amazing, Bluebell.”

Marinette smiled brightly as she showed Bruce the gifts that she got.

“Do you want to see what I got you?”

He asked amusedly.  Marinette began to hop on her toes in excitement, because daddy’s always had the best gifts!

“Yes please!”

Bruce smiled and pointed out a small, thin, rectangular box under the tree.  She leaped over to it and when she opened it her mouth dropped open and she squealed.

“You got me tickets to Sophie Theallet’s fashion show?!”

She was jumping with joy as she stared at the five tickets in her hand.  Bruce looked over at and smirked at the boys.  He won, again.  They groaned and sulked in annoyance.  Why did he always win?

________

Marinette was 9 when she finally figured out what her family was doing, and she knew that she would be the one to give the absolute best gifts to her family!  Her family deserved something super special, so she went to work.  Her Birdy was part of the circus and they had a lot of equipment he often used.  But what could she do that would be super special and make her win the competition?  Then it hit her, she knew exactly what she would do!  She would need to ask Alfred for help, but it would be worth it!

Next was Jay-Jay.  She didn’t know much about his past as he always told her that she had to wait till she was older, but she knew about him now.  Jay-Jay loved to read and would often read to her, he really liked hoodies and comfy things, and he liked to bake with Alfred and her.  So maybe…….yea!  She would do that, it shouldn’t be that hard to do.

Daddy always got her such nice gifts, how could she ever beat him?  There had to be something she could do to outdo him.  He was Batman, he worked with the Justice League, he loved all of them, and sometimes if he finished his work early would watch movies with them!  But he was always so good and knew exactly what to get.  She would try though, she had an idea and she hoped it would work.

Alfred, he deserved the best gift because of everything he did for them!  She already knew the perfect gift for her grandpa Alffie!

________

Christmas arrived and she stared out the window as the snowflakes fell onto the covered yard.  Maybe they could go sledding today, that would be so much fun!  She was so transfixed in the snow, and thinking of how pretty a dress would be with the same color and different designs, that she hadn’t noticed her brothers sneaking up on her.  A squeal left her lips as she was lifted into the air and twirled around wrapped in the warm embrace of her Birdy.  She giggled as he spun and squeaked as she was gently thrown into the air, only to land on the couch.

“Good morning Blueberry.”

Dick chirped happily.  She giggled again and leaned into Jay-Jay’s hand as he ruffled her hair.

“Morning Pixie-pop.  Sleep well?”

“Morning Birdy and Jay-Jay.  I slept great, thank you.  Did either of you?”

Jason shrugged with a small smirk,

“I slept fine, though I wouldn’t have minded sleeping a little longer.  You missed Dick’s hallway caroling this morning.”

“I sounded amazing, thank you very much.  And I was too excited to fully sleep.  I’m going to win this year.”

Dick said pridefully.

“No way, I’m totally going to beat you.”

Jason deffied puffing out his chest slightly.  Marinette giggled and called out,

“No, I’m going to beat all of you!  I will be the champion gift giver this year.”

They looked at her and smirked.

“Only in your dreams Pix.”

“You’ll see,”

She replied, crossing her arms and lifting her nose in the air like she had seen some of the people at the galas do.

“Then you’ll have to agree with me!”

They all gave each other sceptical looks before laughing and continued to talk until daddy came down.  When he finally did, the competition commenced.  The first person to open presents was her, obviously, as she was the youngest.  Dick had given her a really nice and fancy art kit, and she loved it!  Jay-Jay had given her tickets and backstage passes to the theater for The Nutcracker, she had been wanting to see it for a while now.  Alfred had told her that he would teach her how to make a super secret recipe, and she would be able to help him with dinner today too!  Daddy, he was too clever, too cunning.  He had given her a pet hamster, and it was beautiful!  She couldn’t beat him now, her gift was nothing compared to-to this!  She tries though, and maybe she could win second?  Yea, she would be ok with second, if she got this adorable baby creature.  She couldn’t even be mad or disappointed, because look at its cute little feet and adorable eyes!

Next was Jay-Jay.  The others had given him some really nice things, but she felt that hers was the best!  So when he opened it and his eyes shined, she knew she made the right thing!  It had taken her hours to find it, and she had to ask Dad if she could get it since she wasn’t allowed to use the card without permission.  It was one of the first books of Pride and Prejudice ever published, she even got him a fancy ink and quill set so he could better embrace his Harry Potter nerdom.

“This is amazing, thank you Pixie, I guess I do owe you an apology, this is amazing.”

She smiled up at him while gently petting the top of her new hamster's head as it laid on her lap.

“Told you!”

For Dick she had knitted him a collection of stuffed animals that he talked about from the circus.  Alfred had helped her find the material and helped her when she made a mistake or needed help on a particularly tricky part.  She thought she saw Dick’s eyes water for a second.  The next thing she knew she was being tightly hugged, but he left enough room to not squish her furry child.

“Thank you Blueberry, it’s amazing.”

“Of course it is, I made them!”

He chuckled as he pulled away and ruffled her already messed up hair.

She had made Daddy a picture book and had decorated it with black and yellow glitter, bats, and different birds.  Throughout the book were all of the pictures that she was able to get her hands on dated and labeled in order from oldest photo to most recent.  He had a soft smile as he looked through the book and when he finally looked back up to his slightly nervous daughter he pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead.

“I think you won this year.”

“Nuh ah!  You gave me a hamster!  There’s no way I could have won!”

“Well, I think all the others would agree that you thought of and made some very amazing gifts.”

She turned to look at the others as they gave gentle nods and thumbs up.  Her cheeks felt really warm and she smiled at them all.

“Thank you.  Now Grandpa Alffie needs to open his presents!”

Alfred smiled at the small child and opened the gifts he had received from the others.  Marinette had made and embroidered a new handkerchief for him.  He seemed to like it as he immediately placed it in his pocket.  She was the victor of this year's Christmas gift exchange, but she still felt that Daddy beat her.

________

As years passed and her family grew so did the competition.  Sadly, it would be harder to her her family their most desired gifts as she had decided to study abroad in Paris that year, but she would be da*ed if she didn’t try her hardest.  She had gotten better with her skills for making things over the years, and so much had happened.  Jason had died and come back, that was the hardest time of her life.  They had new people adopted into the family, and she even had a little brother!  She was going to meet him this year when she went to visit for the winter break.  She would have the glasses with her at all times in case there was an attack so she could quickly come back here and take care of it.

When she arrived at the Gotham Airport and saw her large family standing and holding a sign as they looked for her she ran up to them as quickly as she could.

“Pixie!”

Jason called out, catching the small girl and twirling her around.  She laughed and when she was put down created the rest of her family just as happily.  When she finally came face to face with her little brother she held out her hand.  Her family said he was more formal and was very against physical touch that he did not agree to or initiate.  He eyed her hand suspiciously before shaking it and giving her a nod.

“Damian Al Ghul-Wayne.”

“Marinette Wayne.  It’s nice to finally meet you Damian.”

They both let go after a firm shake.  She already had a gift for him, and Kagami helped her find the perfect one.  It was a nice blade, the blade was completely black, but had a red tint to it and red gains that delicately ran through it.  The hilt was of fine golden metal and a strong leather grip.  She had made the sheath for the blade.  With strong leather and an inner layer of Kevlar so the sword would be protected.  She had carved in Arabic symbols to spell out “Son of Bat” and had sewn a few almost unnoticeable small robins along the bottom and top of the inky black material.

For Tim, she had gotten him the best coffee beans in all of Paris and she had made him new lounge clothes that identified with his hero persona of Red Robin that had many hidden pockets and two large to-go coffee cups, one on each sleeve.

For Jason she had made him a new leather Jacket with book quotes embroidered all over the inside of the inner material.  There were lots of different pockets, and a few tailor made to fit his guns.  She had put a few Jagged Stone concert tickets in one of the pockets too.

For Stephanie, she had made purple silk pajamas that had waffles all over it.  She had even made sure that there was a hood connected to the pj shirt.

For Cass, just like Jason had done for her, gotten tickets for The Nutcracker.  She had also gotten her ballerina shoes, the best one and most highly recommended ones from the Paris Ballet.

For Dick she had made him an elephant onesie.  Why you may ask, well because for her birthday he had given her a mouse one.  So was it spite for being called short, or was it her trying to match, nobody needs to know.

She had made Alfred a new apron with the words “Don’t try anything, I already know.”  Neatly sewed in cursive into it.

She had gotten Babs a new eskrima stick infused with a bit of her luck in it so no one would underestimate her in battle as she would always have luck on her side giving her the upper hand.  She may be disabled, but that doesn’t stop her from kicking butt.

Finally, her gift for her dad.  This one was hard, because she wasn’t around to know what had caught his eye this year, and her siblings refused to tell her.  It was fine though, because she would figure it out.  And she did, or at least she had tried.  She ended up making him a bee suit jacket with everybody’s names sewed into the inner lining, multiple pockets for convenience, and black bats that would only be shown in the right lighting.  She would win this year, she would!  Sadly, Dick had won last year, but she would regain her crown again this year!  She would be the best gift giver of her whole family!!!

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[robininthelabyrinth]

Prompt~ hoping you'll like it ♥️

Things between the Nie brothers are not always nice and happy, they fight, just like any other pair of brothers, and sometimes things are said, sometimes these things are heavy and painful. Sometimes they're said in the wrong moment (maybe at the eve of a battle? Sunshot campaign?) and huaisang doesn't know what to do with the broken look his brother gives him before leaving the unclean realm. Because what if he doesn't return? What if the last thing he said to him was how much he hated the man he became?

Labyrinth - ao3

“But I didn’t mean to wish him away!” Nie Huaisang cried out.

“That’s really too bad,” the goblin king said, looking pleasant and humble and charming the way he always did, even in his cape of glittering gold and high-browed hat. “I wish there was something I could do for you, but the rules are the rules. You wished him away, and I took him.”

“Aren’t you supposed to only take babies?” Nie Huaisang demanded.

“Your brother’s enough of a crybaby to count, it’s close enough.”

“It is not!” Nie Huaisang wrung his hands. “You don’t understand, the last thing I said to him was that I hated him! Meng Yao, please!”

“It’s Jin Guangyao,” the goblin king corrected. His smile looked a bit strained. “Listen, do you think I’m happy about this? He’s my sworn brother! I’m only doing what I have to –”

“Oh, save it for Lan Xichen,” Nie Huaisang growled. “Show me the labyrinth already.”

“You’re going to face the labyrinth,” the goblin king said. His voice was very polite, and yet still expressed significant doubt. “You.”

“Yeah, me!”

“You remember that it goes ‘through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered’, right? Not ‘through a nice teacher and a forgiving grading system’?”

“Yeah, well, your father is a fragging aardvark. Let me at the labyrinth already!”

-

“You know what,” Nie Huaisang said thoughtfully. “Thanks, but no thanks.”

The life-sized animated puppet blinked at him. “You – don’t want my help?”

“Nope. I’m good.”

“You haven’t even gotten into the labyrinth yet!”

“It wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t have a chance to get in,” Nie Huaisang said, patting around his sleeve and pulling out a fan. “So I’m just going to walk over and beat at the wall till something happens.”

The puppet followed him, staring blankly. Quite a change from his original apologetic ‘I’m sorry, I’m busy with my own things, I really can’t help you, also it’s too dangerous and you shouldn’t go’ response.

“You were blackmailing me to help you just a moment ago,” the puppet said after a little. “Don’t you need a guide?”

“Listen, I’m bad at memorizing things and I’m a little useless, but I’m not actually dumb,” Nie Huaisang said, fanning himself. “Jin Guangyao is a demon of the mind above all else, and the labyrinth is supposed to be ‘fair’ – which means, more than likely, that the labyrinth is a reflection of the subconscious, specially tailored to each person’s strengths and weaknesses. And that means that you, who sound exactly like Lan Xichen, are almost certainly a set-up sent by Jin Guangyao to ‘reluctantly’ aid me and then betray me.”

“Uh,” Lan Xichen-the-puppet said. “My name’s Hoggle, actually.”

“Whatever makes you feel better, er-ge…A-ha!” Nie Huaisang beamed at the gates that automatically opened. “Perfect!”

-

“Oh, don’t go that way,” the worm said. “Never go that way. And are you sure you don’t want to come in for a cup of tea?”

“No time,” Nie Huaisang said. “Thanks a lot – wait.”

The worm blinked at him.

“You’re a pretty attractive worm, in a slimy sort of way,” Nie Huaisang said, frowning at him.

The worm blinked again. “Why, thanks!”

“No, that’s not what I meant. Is your name Su She, by chance?”

“Definitely not!”

“Mm. Oddly vehement of you. Never mind. Just, quick, could you tell me exactly why do I not want to go that way?”

-

“I don’t suppose straight ahead is an option?”

The hands-faces stared at him.

“I’m just saying, I feel like most of my problems so far have come from the fact that I decided to accept the whole concept of turns. It seems like a mistake.”

“…it’s a labyrinth,” another set of the hands said. “You have to make turns!”

Nie Huaisang shook his head mournfully. “I should’ve brought Baxia or something and just – ZIP. Gone straight through. You know what I mean?”

“I’m dropping you in the oubliette regardless of your decision,” the first set of the hands said. It sounded a bit like Sect Leader Yao. “Just so you know.”

“My life is so hard,” Nie Huaisang sighed. “So hard! Do you know what it’s like to be overlooked by everyone? Do you know how hard I have to work at being this useless?”

“Drop him,” the set of hands that sounded like Sect Leader Ouyang said, and the set of hands that sounded like Sect Leader Yao said, “Yes. Now!”

Down Nie Huaisang went.

-

“I can take you back to the beginning of the labyrinth,” Lan Xichen offered.

“What, and waste all that time? I have a time limit, er-ge!”

“It’s better than being stuck in an oubliette. That’s where they put people to forget about them, you know.”

Nie Huaisang’s eyes filled with tears. “You want to forget me, er-ge? You think I’m useless, don’t you? A good-for-nothing, who’ll never amount to anything –”

“Please don’t cry.”

“ER-GE! WHY DON’T YOU LOVE ME!”

“Please stop crying!”

-

“So what’s the point of you?” Nie Huaisang asked the Wise Man with the Talking Hat.

“Not everyone exists to contribute to your storyline,” the Talking Hat snapped at him. “Some of us’ve got our own problems. Now hand over the candy!”

“Don’t be mean,” the Wise Man said. He had a white cloth over his eyes, and was smiling like he found the hat funny.

“Awww, but daozhang…!”

“Different plotline entirely, I guess,” Nie Huaisang decided. “Probably just here as a foil. Shall we keep going, er-ge?”

“I can’t believe you scammed me to get out of the oubliette,” Lan Xichen mumbled. “I can’t believe…”

-

“Oh, leave him alone, he’s just sensitive!” Nie Huaisang snapped.

“Am not!” the upside-down creature snarled, curled up on itself and trying to hide from all those that had been hitting him. Its fur was a vivid sort of purple. “Go away!”

“Don’t you have some sort of special power to help you here,” Nie Huaisang asked him as he tried to get him down before the goblins came back with weapons. “Rocks, maybe?”

“…lightning?”

“Well then get to it, will you?” Nie Huaisang frowned. “Wait. Lightning, constantly being tormented, terrible at communication, and purple? You’re Jiang Cheng, aren’t you?”

“…maybe.”

“Well then get down faster! I need to copy someone’s notes here!”

-

“Leave me aloooooooone!” Nie Huaisang howled, running away from the measuring snake.

-

“Wow,” Lan Xichen said, holding his cheek. “You kissed me.”

“You saved me from the snakes,” Nie Huaisang said. “Can we focus on how we’re in this awful stinking bog?”

“It’s not that bad!” a voice piped up. “I don’t smell anything!”

Nie Huaisang turned to stare, then pinched the bridge of his nose. “Of course you don’t,” he said. “I bet the total absence of a sense of smell helps when you eat spicy food, Wei-xiong.”

“There’s nothing wrong with spicy food!”

“You’re short,” Nie Huaisang informed the small goblin-like creature with the big grin and the red ribbon in its hair. It looked vaguely fox-like, or possibly like certain large breeds of rabbit.

“Why you..!” Wei Wuxian crossed his furry little paws over his chest. “Just for that, I’m not going to help you.”

“Uh-huh,” Nie Huaisang said. “Really. That’s awful…oh no! A dog!”

Wei Wuxian jumped high into the air. “A dog?! Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! Save me!”

Much to Nie Huaisang’s surprise, a furry dog immediately darted out of nowhere – only Wei Wuxian didn’t seem afraid of it, but rather hid behind it, teeth chattering.

Truly, Nie Huaisang reflected, the eyes of love are blind.

“I think the ‘dog’ is gone now,” he said. “Your brave and noble Lan Wangji must’ve scared him away.”

Wei Wuxian’s head popped out from behind dog-Wangji. “Well, Lan Zhan is really cool…hey. Are you trying to manipulate me?”

“Is it working?”

“No!”

“So you won’t help me?”

“No!”

“Not even if it means you get to figure out a really tricky puzzle?”

“No – wait. A puzzle?”

“I can’t believe this is going to work,” Lan Xichen muttered from behind Nie Huaisang. “I mean, I can. But also…Wangji…I love you, but you could do so much better than this.”

-

“Ugh,” Nie Huaisang said. “I’m so thirsty.”

“Have some Emperor’s Smile,” Lan Xichen said, offering a jar.

“Amazing,” Nie Huaisang said, accepting it and taking a swing. “I had my doubts, you know, but you’re actually good for something after all, er-ge –”

-

The golden bird was Nie Huaisang’s favorite.

He’d worked so hard to bring it back to his aviary – it couldn’t be forced, he knew; it would play along at first but in the end it would turn on you and bite you. It had to be coaxed with gentleness and kindness, approached indirectly so as not to spook it, convince it that you really did mean well – that you were harmless, that it had no reason to fear you. It was arrogant, too, proud of its shining feathers and ashamed of the brown plumage of its chick days, which still remained visible on its tender underbelly. Ironically, that was Nie Huaisang’s favorite part of it, the soft and gentle part; it might not be as pretty as the gold, but it felt more genuine.

Nie Huaisang smiled as he brushed the beautiful feathers, and the golden bird allowed him. He felt cherished, treasured. So what if he had to hide all the sharp parts of himself to get this close?

It was fine. He didn’t like to be sharp.

He wanted to be soft. Soft and gentle, careless and free, relaxed and without effort, good for nothing –

Wait.

No!

-

“It’s all junk,” Nie Huaisang hissed at the pile of burning fans, tears in his eyes. “I want my da-ge!”

-

“You’re all right!” Wei Wuxian exclaimed, helping pulled Nie Huaisang up.

“Huaisang-xiong,” Jiang Cheng said, looking relieved. “You’re back.”

“We have to go to the temple beyond the Goblin City,” Nie Huaisang said, teeth gritted together. “We have to. I won’t let that bastard…we’re going to go there and throw all his damned tricks right in his face!”

“Just us?” Wei Wuxian asked. “I mean, I’m awesome, Lan Zhan is fantastic, and of course Jiang Cheng is great, too, but…uh…there’s a lot of goblins in the city.”

“We’ll sneak in,” Nie Huaisang said. “He thinks he’s sidelined me entirely – he thinks I’m useless. He won’t be expecting me to get this far.”

“I can get help,” Jiang Cheng said. “I have friends.”

“…not to be rude, Jiang-xiong,” Nie Huaisang said. “But – really?”

-

“You know what,” Nie Huaisang said, eyeing the pile of rocks following Jiang Cheng around, each one painted with a name. One of the names was yellow. Two were in white, with forehead ribbons. “This is fine. I feel like it says something really rude about my empathy for and interest in our junior generation, or lack thereof, but you know what? I don’t care. It’s fine.”

-

“You saved me,” Nie Huaisang said blankly, looking at Lan Xichen, who shrugged, abashed. The remains of the mechanical temple guard were scattered all over. “Over – him?”

“Huaisang –”

“No,” Nie Huaisang said, holding up his hands. “Don’t. Don’t…I don’t want to hear you talk.”

Lan Xichen’s head dropped down and he looked at the ground. “You knew from the beginning what I was like,” he murmured. “I never tried to hide it –”

“I forgive you for being what you are,” Nie Huaisang told him, and Lan Xichen looked up at him, startled and pleased. “I forgive you for not having the backbone to stand up against Jin Guangyao for me – or for da-ge. For being willfully blind for so long, for needing someone else’s proof of his ill-intentions, for always picking him first, for never trusting me…I forgive you, even if you’d never forgive me for the same.”

He dashed away the angry tears in his eyes.

“I just wish this wasn’t a fucking metaphor.”

-

Nie Huaisang left the fighting to the people who knew what to do – Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, Jiang Cheng, even the rock-juniors – and went to the temple at the center of the city alone.

Some things, he knew, needed to be done alone, even if it was the type of alone when you were surrounded by other people. Even when those other people stood by his side and made him promise that if he needed them, he would only need to call. Some things…

“I want my da-ge back,” he said to the maze of stairs.

“Then go and find him,” Jin Guangyao replied, looking smug, and Nie Huaisang had to go up and down all those fucking stairs, because Jin Guangyao was nothing if not predictable with his trauma, looking all over, looking for –

Looking for pieces.

“It’s just a metaphor,” he whispered to himself, ignoring how tears were streaming down his face. “It’s just – I need to put him back together, it’s fine. I’m not too late – I’m not too late –”

-

Jin Guangyao held Nie Mingjue’s head in his hands, blinded and gagged and bound with talismans, pulled out of whatever oubliette he'd shoved it into to forget about what he'd done. “Beware, Huaisang,” he said, still smiling. Always smiling. “I’ve been generous up until now, but I can be cruel.”

Nie Huaisang laughed, scoffing. “Generous? What have you done for me that’s generous?”

“Everything! Everything you’ve wanted, I’ve done – I cared for you, I gave you attention, I got you out of work, doing your schoolwork for you and coming up with excuses to get you out of saber training. I gave you presents, fans and pretty clothing, and when that brute of a brother of yours tried to take them from you, I rescued you. And then I even managed your sect for you, answered all of your questions, any time you had – Huaisang, I’m exhausted trying to live up to your expectations of me. Isn’t that generous?”

Nie Huaisang bared his teeth. “Half of those are burdens that only fell on me because of you. Why should it matter to me that cleaning up your own mess and satisfying your own guilt is hard? Why should I pay such a price when all I wanted was to be your friend? When all da-ge wanted was to be your friend? How dare you, Meng Yao!”

“Huaisang…” Jin Guangyao shook his head mournfully. “Huaisang, the last step here is to say the words to break the spell. But you were never good at memorization, were you?”

Nie Huaisang bit his lip until he drew blood.

“Through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered,” he said. “I have fought my way here to the temple beyond the goblin city –”

“Huaisang, stop! Look at what you’re risking here. You know how everyone loves me – do you think anyone will forgive you for taking me down, for tricking them all? You’ll be all alone!”

I already am, Nie Huaisang thought.

“My will is as strong as yours,” he said. “And my kingdom is as great…”

His voice trailed off.

“I ask for so little,” Jin Guangyao said beseechingly, convincingly, looking just like he always did, like the man who'd been their friend. “Just let me fool you, and you can have anything you want. No responsibilities, no stress, a life of your own. You can even have Lan Xichen, if that’s what you want…”

What’s the last line, Nie Huaisang thought, hating himself for being such a poor student, for cramming things into his mind without any order, for never being able to retain a single drop of it no matter how hard he tried. What is it? Why can’t I ever remember?

“It’d be so easy,” Jin Guangyao crooned. “Much easier than this. Just fear me, love me, believe me, and I’ll be your slave.”

Sharp teeth in a false smile.

Nie Huaisang shook in terror. He couldn’t – his da-ge needed him – he couldn’t be afraid, couldn’t be a coward, couldn’t be good-for-nothing – couldn’t let Jin Guangyao win – couldn’t let him –

That was it.

Nie Huaisang raised his head until his eyes met his enemy’s.

Sensing something wrong, Jin Guangyao’s eternal smile dimmed, and he began to step forward, reaching out, but it was too late.

“You have no power over me,” Nie Huaisang declared, and the world within a world collapsed.

-

Nie Huaisang opened his eyes.

-

Nie Huaisang sat in his desk in the Unclean Realm, trying to amuse himself by trying to figure out what exactly he’d eaten the night before that had given him such bizarre dreams. It was not successful, on account of him being alone.

Alone, just as he had been every night, and every day as well, since the success of his scheme at the Guanyin Temple.

Just as the dream-Jin Guangyao had threatened.

It wasn’t that Nie Huaisang regretted what he had done – the dream was clear enough about that; he’d do it all again in a heartbeat if he had to. But in the dream he’d been working alongside his former friends, with Lan Xichen betraying but then returning to him, with Wei Wuxian dragging Lan Wangji around, with stone-faced Jiang Cheng and the rather interchangeable junior squad behind him…and in his dream, in the end, they’d let him go to take his revenge, telling him that if he needed them for any reason, he could just call.

Just call, and they’d come back to him. Instead of turning from him in disgust, they’d stand by his side…

“Stupid subconscious,” Nie Huaisang mumbled to himself. “What do you expect? That I'd write to them and say ‘for no real reason at all, I find that I rather need you’?”

Silence answered him.

“Well, I do,” he said with a sigh, putting his chin on his hands. “Does that make you happy? I do need you.”

“You do?” Wei Wuxian’s voice rang out, and Nie Huaisang jumped nearly out of his skin. “Well, why didn’t you say so?”

Nie Huaisang turned, staring: it was Wei Wuxian at the door, the human version of him, and of course there was Lan Wangji right before him, and Jiang Cheng, and the (still mostly interchangeable) juniors, and – and even Lan Xichen, who Nie Huaisang was sure had gone into seclusion with no intent to leave.

“What are you doing here?” Nie Huaisang squeaked. And why hadn’t any of his sect disciples warned him?

“We just bullied our way though the door before anyone could stop us,” Wei Wuxian said cheerfully, answering the unspoken question first. “As for the rest – it turns out that I had the strangest dream the other night, really, truly bizarre, and obviously I had to tell Lan Zhan all about it, except it turned out he had a strange dream too.”

Nie Huaisang’s jaw dropped. “But –”

“I felt da-ge’s qi woven into the labyrinth,” Lan Xichen said quietly. “I thought it’d have long ago dissipated or been locked away, but – it was there, in every stone, in every turn. Every obstacle that didn’t really hurt you, every goblin that was more silly than scary…he was there. It was unmistakable.”

Nie Huaisang swallowed. The story of the labyrinth, baby-stealing wish-granting goblin king and all, had been one that Nie Mingjue had told him as a bedtime story, when he'd been a child in need of comfort; he hadn’t thought of it in years before last night. “But…why…?”

“Because Chifeng-zun has a demented sense of humor?” Jiang Cheng suggested, looking irritated.

“Jiujiu means that he hasn’t had that much fun in years, and also that you should throw a party,” Jin Ling said. “You are hosting all three of the sect leaders of all the other Great Sects. Also, why were we rocks?”

“Uh, no idea,” Nie Huaisang said. “Da-ge’s weird sense of humor, no doubt! Anyway, did you say party? I can do a party!”

He rushed out of the room, calling for his servants, calling for them to bring food and wine and tea, and as he did, he looked out of the window – a golden bird was flying away, looking hunted as if something was chasing it, and even as he watched, it crossed the borders of the Unclean Realm and suddenly dissolved into a fizzle of golden dust.

Nie Huaisang put his hand on the stone wall, and felt a familiar echo.

A very familiar echo.

“Oh,” he said, to his servants, feeling somehow simultaneously sheepish and filled with joy. “And while you’re at it, can you bring me my saber? I seem to have – misplaced it…”

[lillywillow]

Birthday Wishes

Summary: Bucky wants to plan the best party ever for his young daughter

 Word Count: 2430

 Square Filled: Free Space

 Pairings: Singledad!Bucky x Female Reader/ Steve x Peggy

 Warnings: None really

 Written for @star-spangled-bingo

Ever since the mother to Bucky’s daughter passed away when she was a baby, he had been totally devoted to her and every year on her birthday, he went all out trying to make it the best one ever.

 About a month ago, Tony’s daughter Morgan had a mermaid themed party; complete with a woman dressed as a mermaid. Bucky’s daughter Rebecca had totally raved about it and with her own birthday coming up, he made a note to take one of the business cards with him.

...

 The moment Bucky walked into the building, he was in awe. The front of the store was full of costumes, dolls, plushies, pirate treasure chests, fairy wings and wands... every kind of fantasy item a child could possibly want and a lot of it looked handmade. Out the back, he could hear squealing and laughter. A party in progress, perhaps?

 “Good afternoon, welcome to Childhood Dreams. How may I help you?” the receptionist asked.

 “Hi. I’m looking to book a party? It’s for my daughter...”

 “I see. Well, before booking a party, you’ll need to make an appointment with Y/N. She likes to customise her parties to the client. She’s currently doing a performance but if you’re happy to wait, she’ll be done soon...”

 “I can wait...”

 “Great. Follow me please...”

 Bucky followed the receptionist into the back. There was a pirate party taking place with all the children dressed up as pirates. There were props and decorations keeping in tone with the theme and an incredible cake. On the stage up the front was the same woman who had played the part of the mermaid at Morgan’s party, this time she was a pirate, enacting a mighty swordfight with another actor. She really put her all into the performance.

 Bucky watched her for a moment before the receptionist pulled him along and guided him to an office along the side. The inside of the office was just as cheerful and childlike as the rest of the place. The desk was lined with small trinkets. Along the walls were various photographs of the woman in different costumes. A princess, a fairy, a friendly witch... there was a costume for every occasion. Bucky was in the middle of admiring them when the door opened and the subject from the photos stepped in.

 “You must be the gentleman wanting a party,” she smiled, taking off her hat and eye patch before sitting at her desk and encouraging him to take a seat. “I’m Y/N.”

 “Yes, that’s right. My name is Bucky and I’m looking to do a birthday party for my daughter Rebecca,” he said, getting his phone out to show her a picture.

 Y/N smiled at the photo of the little girl who was dressed as a princess.

 “Tell me about Rebecca. I take it she’s a princess fan?”

 Bucky’s face lit up as he spoke about his little girl. Everything that she loved about princesses and fairytales, down to her favourite colours, animals and mythical creatures.

 “I’m probably rambling now...”

 “No, no, I think it’s sweet to see a father so dedicated to his daughter. Let me show you a few of our packages,” she smiled.

 Y/N logged into her tablet to show him a few of the princess themed parties they offered. Bucky looked through the options before deciding on a fantasy type one with princesses, wizards and all things in that vein.

 “Will you be having the party here or elsewhere?”

 “I think home would be best... unless... here would be better? I don’t know...”

 “Some children feel more comfortable on home base and some like going out. It’s really up to you. My job is to give your child the best possible experience...”

 Bucky nodded slowly and thought.

 “She might like a party in her own backyard...”

 “That’s totally fine. I’ll need to visit ahead of time just so I can work on a setup. Now, will you be providing your own cake? If not, I can recommend an excellent bakery.”

 “A family friend agreed to make the cake,” Bucky replied.

 Y/N nodded and jotted down a few notes.

 “What about food?”

 “Yes, we’ll be making our own food too.”

 Y/N nodded again and wrote down a few more notes. After agreeing on a price, a date and time to meet, his address and the date of the party, Bucky started heading out the door.

 “One more thing...”

 Bucky turned to look at her.

 “I like to ask our clients how they found out about our business...”

 “A while ago, you threw a mermaid party for a friend of mine’s daughter. Rebecca couldn’t stop talking about it for days after that...”

 Y/N smiled fondly.

 “I see... well, I guess I’ll see you when I come to do my inspection. Goodbye, Bucky.”

 “Bye.”

 As Bucky left the office, he could feel his heart fluttering like it hadn’t done in a long time. Ever since his wife’s passing, Bucky hadn’t even looked at another woman. Well, he had looked but he had always been so busy taking care of Rebecca, he didn’t really have time to be pursuing women. Sure on occasion, he would go on a blind date now and then and Steve would babysit but that would be the extent of it. Bucky thought for sure his dating life was over but talking to Y/N just now... it gave him a lot of hope.

...

 Time went by and eventually the day arrived when you went to meet Bucky at his place. Bucky greeted you at the door with a smile and ushered you inside. Smiling, you looked around the place. Pictures of Bucky’s life lined the walls and shelves. Photos of him with friends but most of them were of his little girl. One thing you noticed was the lack of pictures of the girl’s mother. There were a few of her before having the child but not many after.

 “So, um... what do you need to see?”

 “You mentioned a backyard?” you said, referring back to the interview you had a few days ago.

 Bucky nodded and showed you the way. First, you scoped out the best place to conduct your performance then took out your measuring tape to size up the props you might need. As you worked, Bucky could see the gears turning in your head.

 “Do you go out to different locations a lot?” Bucky asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

 “Not a lot but it’s always fun when we do.”

 “How long have you been in business?”

 “It’s taken me about ten years to get it off the ground. It’s only been gaining popularity in the last year or so...”

 “Wait, so you own Childhood Dreams?”

 “Sure do. You see, I always believed childhood should be about fun and games before going onto the drudgery of adulthood. And I help out local business in the process. Most of the items available for purchase were made by local artists. I’m always willing to lend a hand when they need it. That’s why I ask about food. There’s a small bakery a few blocks from the building we’re located who does the most beautiful cakes...”

 You suddenly were interrupted by something brushing up against your leg. Looking down, you saw the most adorable white cat.

 “Why, hello there. Aren’t you a cutie?” you cooed, bending down to pat the snowy feline.

 “This is Alpine. Rebecca is just crazy about her. She’s been a really big help ever since...” Bucky paused, feeling a lump in his throat and tears well up in his eyes.

 Alpine trotted over to him and purred as he picked her up.

 “Sorry. It’s just... ever since my wife passed when Rebecca was a baby; I’ve wanted to give her the best life possible. I try to give equal amounts of time between her so she can look up to me and work so she has the best things in life...”

 You went over and gave him a hug.

 “You’re a good man, Bucky. I’ve been in this business long enough to tell the devoted parents from the off-standers. Just by spending a few minutes with you, I already know that you love your daughter and think the world of her. Just make sure you spend a few moments taking care of yourself, okay? It doesn’t have to be much, just enough so you feel good too.”

 Bucky gave you a soft smile, knowing that you were right. Everyone had told him as such but sometimes, it’s harder to take advice from the people closest to you.

 “Can I get you anything to drink?” he offered.

 “Actually, I should get going. I’ve got a children’s charity event I need to get ready for. It’s been really nice seeing you again, Bucky. I guess the next time I see you will be for your daughter’s party.”

 “See you then,” Bucky smiled.

 He couldn’t wait for the party.

...

 Finally, the day of Rebecca’s birthday arrived. Bucky had spent the night before busily transforming his humble home into a castle fit for a princess. He wanted everything to be perfect for his little girl’s special day, buying the most glittery, ruffled princess dress for her to wear, complete with a sparkly tiara. Bucky himself hired a prince costume and even managed to obtain a kitty sized dragon costume for Alpine.

 Bucky spent the morning cooking, starting with a plate of pancakes for breakfast before moving onto the finishing touches on the food for the party. He had most of it prepared already but some of it needed heating.

 The first to arrive was Wanda with her twin boys who were both in costume. The boys instantly ran over to play with Rebecca while Wanda was left holding the cake she had made along with her purse and the present she had bought. Bucky rushed over to help her with the items and after exchanging greetings and pleasantries, she showed his the cake.

 It was everything Bucky could have ever hoped for and more. The cake was purple with ice cream cones decorated like castle turrets, topped with little princess and unicorn figurines and the words ‘Happy Birthday, Rebecca’ written in icing along with the age she was turning. Little pink flowers were piped along the sides.

 “Thank you so much, Wanda. Becca’s just going to love it.”

 “You’re welcome,” she smiled, giving him a hug.

 Soon after Wanda’s arrival was Steve and Peggy with their child followed by Tony, Pepper and Morgan, Sam with his kid and it wasn’t long before all the party guests had arrived. The adults all mingled while the children played together happily. Right on time, Y/N arrived with her scene partner in full costume. She was wearing a knight costume while her partner (whom she introduced as Phil) was dressed as an ‘evil’ wizard. Bucky settled the kids in front of the makeshift stage and let the performance begin.

 Y/N started by introducing herself as a knight dedicated to Princess Rebecca.

 “That’s me!” Rebecca squealed in delight, jumping to her feet and clapping.

 Y/N knelt down to be level with her, crossing her right arm over her chest in a salute.

 “I vow to protect you from the evils of the kingdom.”

 Suddenly, Phil jumped out of his hiding place.

 “Mwa-ha-ha! I am an evil wizard and I am here to change all the cakes into broccoli!”

 Bucky thought he was laying it on a little thick but there was a wave of horrified gasps from the kids.

 “Not so fast, evil wizard! We will defeat you! Kids, if I’m going to beat him, I’m going to need your help...”

 Y/N and Phil made an amazing pair. While Y/N encouraged the children and even a few of the parents to join in, Phil played off their reactions until he was ‘defeated’.

 “You win! I will change my evil ways and use my powers for good!” he dramatically cried.

 The children all cheered and clapped. The two actors took a bow and started to pack up as Bucky announced it was time for cake. The kids all raced over to where the cake was being brought out.

 “Would you two like to stay for cake?” Bucky offered.

 Phil looked at Y/N for permission, a hopeful glint in his eye.

 “Sure. We have some time before our next appointment,” she smiled. Phil gave a big, childlike grin.

 Once everyone had sung Happy Birthday to Rebecca and she had blown out the candles, the cake was served out. Steve approached Bucky.

 “Hey, man. How are you doing?”

 “A bit tired but seeing the smile on that little girl’s face makes it all worth it,” he softly sighed.

 Steve followed Bucky’s gaze to where Rebecca was talking animatedly to Y/N. He could tell the smile on her face was genuine and not just for show. This was a person who loved their job and loved children.

 “Is that the same Y/N you’ve been going on about all week?”

 “I haven’t been talking about her that much...”

 Steve gave him an incredulous look.

 “You know, it’s okay to like her. Why don’t you ask her out?”

 “What about Rebecca?”

 “Peggy and I can look after her while you go out on date. You deserve to be happy too...”

 Bucky thought about it for a while and headed over to Y/N and Rebecca.

 “Daddy, daddy! Y/N was the mermaid at Morgan’s party! She’s magical...” Rebecca was absolutely smitten with the woman.

 “I see... Can I talk Y/N alone for a minute? Then you can open presents,” he smiled.

 Rebecca giggled and hugged his leg before running off to play with her friends.

 “She’s a darling,” Y/N warmly smiled.

 “She is... Listen, Y/N... I was wondering... if you’re not busy tomorrow night... if maybe you’d like to have dinner with me...”

 “Like a date?”

 Bucky’s face flushed.

 “I mean, if you want it to be...”

 Y/N kissed his cheek.

 “I’d like that. How about 7:00 at the restaurant around the from the Childhood Dreams building. They do an amazing meal...”

 “Sounds perfect,” he smiled.

 This was one the best days of Bucky’s life. Not only did he pull off the perfect party for his daughter but he took a step back into the dating world with an incredible woman who somehow stole his heart.

[multific]

Trainers

Owen Grady x Reader

Summary: You are the trainer of the Mosasaurus, you have been working with her since she was a tiny little thing. So, you don’t appreciate when another trainer is asked to check on the work you have been doing.

 You understood that Claire wanted results. But they never understood that a creature such as a dinosaur is not as easy to train as a dog. Nevertheless, when the owner of the park specifically asked for you to be the caretaker of the Mosasaurus, you just knew you had to accept. Being a well respected Marine Biologist in your field, you loved the different challenge this would bring. Although you had to do a lot of studying. You would normally focus on a lot of species, so only having to deal with one animal was quite different. 

When you first saw her, you knew, you understood just how special she really was and you fell in love with the tiny being. Well, back then she was the size of an alligator, but then she grew into her normal size. She got huge. Even her tank spoke to itself.

Momo was chosen to do one of trick for the public. To eat a shark from a hook, splashing water onto the crowd. You knew she wasn’t a circus animal. You understood that, but since you two spent so much time together, a bond formed between you two. And you were more than surprised when she listened to you. 

One late night you were sitting by her tank, looking at her as she swam around. This was all she knew, the water, the hook and you. You often went to the Underwater Observatory where you can look into her tank through the glass. You spoke to her days on end as you just sat there after you finished with your work for the day. 

And one day, it happened.

Just like a dolphin show, you were talking and motioning around and when you moved your hand up as an expression, she jumped out of the water. The very first instant this happened, you didn’t pay much mind to it, thinking it was a coincidence. But then she did it again and again. Just as you lifted your hand up each time.

Progress.

Of course, you were to report every incident, but you chose not to tell them about this new revelation. You were afraid they will exploit her for money even more.

So, as you never reported any progress, Claire decided to send another trainer in.

Owen Grady.

He was supposed to look at your work for a month. You hated being supervised like that.

“Mr. Grady, nice to meet you, my name is Y/N Y/L/N. I’m Momo’s caretaker.”

“Please just call me Owen. To be honest I’m as happy to be here as you are. I’d rather be with my girls, so please just give me a quick run through, so I can leave.” 

“Okay...But, Owen. Claire said that you are to watch me for a month.”

“A MONTH? She didn’t mention that to me. Or I wasn’t listening. Probably the latter.” he made you laugh a little. Maybe it was better that he was the one who was sent and not some uptight ass. 

“Alright. So, it’s hard to miss her tank, or her. She eats a lot. There are public feedings, every two hour she gets a shark. I have been with her since she was born. Little thing she was. She is very stubborn, but I did hand feed her in her early years. She gave me a lovely scar too. From my wrist to my pinky on my left hand.” you showed him the scar. “Silly mistake. But I learned from it.”

“Do you talk to her?”

“I do. Steve thinks I’m mental, since she is under water, she wouldn’t hear. But I like to think that she somehow feels that I talk to her you know?”

He nodded and looked around, then up. He noticed a long walking platform way up high. 

“What’s that?” you looked up where he was looking.

“That is the new idea. Guests would be able to go up there and watch her from there. But they are not sure if she can jump that high, so it’s still not very safe. Although I told them that she wouldn’t be able to, they want to be safe. We can go up if you want to.”

You hated being up there, your fear of heights didn’t help you either. 

“You okay there?” Owen asked as he watched you taking deep breaths and your hands gripping the railing.

“No. I hate it up here.”

“Then why did you suggest to come up?” he laughed.

“I don’t know. It was silly. Can you see her?”

“Yes. She is...swimming. Shockingly. She is 84 feet long and she weights over 30,000 lbs, when the last time we checked. She is rather calm. Prefers to swim around and eats when she is supposed to. She is not socialized with other dinos, considering that the majority would drown in her enclosure. Can we go down now, please?”

Owen stood there, looking at the huge water monster swimming right below him. Then he looked up at you, and gave you a nod.

***

Owen has been working with you for the last week. He gave many ideas on what to do and how to earn their trust.

You also didn’t fail to notice how muscular and handsome he was. 

Each morning he arrived on his bike, looking sexy as can be. And every day he observed you. He watched as you said hi to her every morning, said how you liked to make sure her food was correctly prepared. It was obvious for him that you cared about the Mosasaurus very much. 

Owen wasn’t sure what else they wanted from the dino himself, He knew they created her as an amusement for viewers as a feeding show and nothing more. So, then why did Claire wanted him to come here and watch over you. As far as he was concerned, this particular dino wasn’t even the need of a caretaker. She just swam around and ate sharks as an attraction. He suspected there was something more behind the story he had been told. 

Owen admittedly loved the Underwater Observatory. It was cool down there, not only the weather, but they you can look into the enclosure and watch the majestic beast.

He also took a liking to it’s trainer. Even if he wasn’t sure what you were training the dino to do.

“How about tomorrow you come over to the raptors? I can show them off for you like you did with Momo.” Owen came up with the idea on his second week during lunch time.

“Oh, sure. I would like to.” Little did he know that you showed the very least to him.

During his two weeks, Owen and you formed some kind of friendship. You would be lying if you said that you didn’t like him, even if you knew about the rumors about his dating methods. But he never once hinted on anything with you. Or you just didn’t notice. Which was also a possibility, you were quite oblivious with men.

So, the next day after making sure that Momo was all set and healthy, we headed to the raptors. 

Although I wasn’t that interested in land species, his four girls amazed you. 

“Wow. they listen to you so well.” you said smiling at him as you watched the four inside the paddock. 

Owen looked very proud of himself. 

You spent all day at the velociraptor paddock. Owen told you about the plans that they had. And it was exactly what you feared would happen to your girl.

Exploiting them for military or personal gain. 

The thought disgusted you.

These were amazing creatures. In your opinion you should be learning from them, and not using them for war.

In the evening, everyone has left, you and Owen were still at the raptors’ paddock. You looked down at them running around.

“I don’t want Momo to have the same fate. Military? Really? That’s what we are doing now? These creatures are amazing, beautiful. Even the fact that we keep them on display is rather disgusting let alone using them as weapons.”

“I agree with you. But I can also see how they would be able to save many lives. Men and women.”

“But they will never be able to control them like that. Not by their own free will. It takes time. You have known them since they were little. Momo is... she is basically an attraction to them, nothing more. They wanted me to each her tricks. Like she was a fucking pony. Jumping through loops and whatnot. And when I refused, they threatened to throw me out. So, I had to come up with something. Telling them that she is not able to do such things. Even if it’s a lie.” you eyes widened at what you just said. You just confessed your greatest secret. 

“What do you mean lie? So, she can jump?” you panicked a little but his calm demeanor helped you a little.

“S-She can. Not as high as those railings go but...She can. Oh, Owen, please don’t tell Claire. They will make her into a complete circus animal, more than she already is.” you didn’t even realize but you were so desperate that you grabbed his forearm, pleading with him.

“I won’t. I promise. I decided on my second day over there that I will tell her that you are taking a good care of her and that a Mosasaurus is not a dolphin you can teach tricks to. But I’m clearly wrong. Could you show me?”

You were soon standing by her tank. Owen looked down at the water.

“I never understood. If she can get the shark from there, why doesn’t she jump out to get the guests?”

“Well, one, they are too small, so she is not interested and two, her species main food source comes from the water or from above such as flying dinosaurs. But as you can see her water is lower than the path, they made this safe so she wouldn’t jump out and eat guests.”

“I see. So how does this work? I don’t guess that you whistle to her.” Owen said as he stood next to you.

“No. I just...” it was easier to show him, so you reached your hand out as far as you could before moving it up.

And just as you did, she jumped out of the water and back in, as elegantly as a dino of her size possibly could. 

“Wow.” Owen watched as the water splashed neither of you cared that you were soaked.

“One night. I was talking to her. And as I moved my hand, she started doing things. She can also spin, but that looked better down under the water.”

“She listens to you.”

“I like to think that if I was to fall into the water one day, she won’t eat me immediately, but I might be too naïve.” Owen looked at you and all he could think is how beautiful you looked.

“This really is something else. You must have an amazing bond.” you smiled at Owen who got your now soaked wet hair out of your face. He slowly leaned down and was about to place his lips on yours when another sudden splash of water interrupted him. He groaned and as he looked down at the water noticed Momo slowly descending into the water. 

You only laughed at the annoyed expression on Owen’s face.

“Maybe take me on a date first, Mr. Grady, I think then she will approve.” you said as he finally looked back at you.

His eyes softened.

Maybe you will thank Claire later for sending Owen over. Who could have thought that two trainers would find each other on an island like that? 

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