#h's already wearing all red so she's not making him change clothes xD

[queen-scribbles]

ALSO gave Eisza a Life Day outfit, using the GAME pants and slave girl gloves. (I think Revealing bodysuit boots?)

[theyanderespecialist]

Sharing Speedsters 1 (One Shot) Barry Allen X OC X Eobard Thawne (The Flash)

[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am here with my co author and this is with Barry Allen X OC Marie X Eobard Thawne (Which he will look like wells which is more daddish for reasons >:3) Smut One Shot Requested Anonymously to my co author. We hope you enjoy this chapter!]

(Marie's POV)

I was trying to hid, two speedsters have been hunting me down for years. I had to run and his and I make my way back to my apartment and there I see both Eobard and Barry in my living room.

"W-What... h-how the hell.. what are. ." I could barely talk as I backed up, nearly falling

"We decided to work together and this time we are not letting you go." Eobard says. (Readers Eobard kept Harrison looks for reasons Just a heads up)

(Probably couldn't have the energy to chase me around and use the energy to become himself again)

(XD Yeah)

I was so confused, I didn't understand why they were chasing me in the first place. It started when I was kidnapped by some criminal as a hostage, the flash having saved me, and saving me every time I needed it, eventually he revealed his identity as my friend Barry, but he started acting weird, he was slightly possessive... Then Eobard the enemy of Barry started to stalk me, I caught him in my house more than once, he spanked me when he deemed I was a bad girl. His words not mine. So I am so confused.

(Uh very confusing as to why he didn't kill me bit probably super painful)

(probably)

(More so painful to my pride)

(XD yeah XD)

"I don't understand.." I said as I backed up scared. Was I going to be killed?

"Do not worry." Barry says. "We will never hurt you."

"What we want is something else." Eobard says slamming the door shut.

She tenses and soon is picked up by Barry and he is running somewhere at the speed of light.

(I like.to imagine he did just leave to get rid of eobard But failed xD)

(XD Pretty much XD)

I found myself in his room as my face turned red. Did he just..ditch eobard?

"I don't want him to get his hands on you. Marie you don't understand how much I love you, every time I look at you my heart aches. I want you to be happy, every smile just makes me feel like no matter how shitty my day is, I could smile back."

I looked at him and suddenly he kisses me and I kiss back and he wraps his arms around my waist. I wasn't as scared if him..if anything I was attracted to him. We were close in age, childhood friends actually, he was just so sweet..)

(Close in age....something eobard even in wells body, he won't achieve which works for his whole daddy need)

(XD YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS)

I tangle my fingers in his hair before I hear the door slam open and I pull away to see Eobard and he was seething. Or at least I think he was bit the mask hid it. I was suddenly pulled back into another kiss by Barry although he seemed nervous. I kiss him back blushing hard as I kiss him. I was a little scared, not only kissing Barry but doing it in front of a very angry eobard, however my attention was quickly drawn to the hand I felt on my breast. Barry started to massage my breasts and I moaned as she does so my chest always been sensitive. And I had noticed his staring when he thought I didn't notice..

(Barrys pov)

I smile and took her shirt of with seed and her bra and then take a nipple in my mouth vibrating around it. She let out a cry of a moan as her head tilted back.

"B-Barry stop-- y-you have to stop~" she panted out but I wasn't listening. "Barry you dont -mmm understand I--" she stopped just as I felt something enter my mouth. A liquid.

I moaned at the sweet vanilla taste and began to suck more vigorously. She let out a moan as her eyes rolled back as I continued as she gripped the sheets before she let one hand stroke my hair. I moaned loving the praise it gave and started to move my fingers to her core.

"B-Barry~" she moaned as it only spurred me on, I almost forgot Eobard was there

I groaned and kissed her pulling her close as I vibrate her clit with a vibrating finger.

"OH God Barry~ Y-You're making me feel so good Barry~"

I smirked and shove a finger in her and she cums hard on my vibrating fingers convulsing

She moaned as I didn't take it out as she looked at me, her words just causing my heart to beat faster than what it already was.

"Such a good boy Barry. ..for mommy."

I blushed darkly and kissed her deeply. God she is so good to me~ I know that she knew of my kink, I know because I had told her of it. She didn't judge me for it. Her hands grabbed my face as she kissed back, she was just so sweet about all this.

(And eobard is getting jealous. XD)

I felt her suddenly grab onto my suit as she tore it, specifically my crotch as she looked at me, her eyes focused on me as she pushed me down on the bed so that I was sitting on the edge as she kneeled in front of me as her breasts rested on my knees as she pulled me down into a Toss as she spread my legs as I feel her breasts push against my cock

(Eobard is being severely neglected, that's a no no for him XD that is just asking for punishment

XD so true)

I looked at her and thrust in between her breast moaning. She looked up at me with a smile on her face as she pushed her breasts together with her arms making it feel so much better.

"Take it slow Bar~ I want you to enjoy this." She said as over her shoulder I could.see Eobard remove his.mask as he glared at me.

Her face was red as she blushed, probably never having done this, and I never have either, but it was cute ..especially when she took my hands in hers. I held her hands and kissed her as she moaned into my mouth and I speed up a bit. She kissed back as I still was going to take my time..especially with reverse here

I need to show she is mine and I will make sure of it.

(They suck at working together)

(XD well it is in their nature to be rivals)

I see him glare as he suddenly sped over as I glared before letting out a moan when her breasts pushed together harder to see he was helping hold them as he started to lift them up and down as she blushed but kissed me.

(At least he's helping xD)

(Probably for himself XD)

I groan at this as she is massaged over me and I am now so close. She blushed darkly as I thrust up more rapidly as I couldn't hold back, grabbing her face as I leaned down kissing Her as I came, her breasts becoming slick from my cum.

(XD yup he was like "enough, my turn xD)

(XD)

After I finished he pulled her away from me and kisses her deeply. I will let this slide for now.

(Eobard's POV)

I held the side of her face as I kissed her, my hands gripping her firmly so she couldn't pull away as I pushed my tongue into her mouth, trying to get her own, cute little tongue to play with mine.

(Anyone who ever describes a tongue as cute..we got issues xD)

(XD)

I played with hers before dominating her mouth. I hated to see Barry have her play the role of mommy. We were truly opposites. To me she just wasn't a mommy.. she truly wasn't, and I knew her vest. No, her role is far different.

She was my little girl and I am going to show her just how much better daddy is~

(Can I get Barry back? XD I think I would prefer Barry xD

(XD Barry is gone now! All left is Eobard XD

I pull away from the kiss as she panted heavily as she was a deep red.

(XD he's still in the room XD)

I then pulled off her big girl clothes as I had something more fitting for her to wear~

(Oh no xD again xD here's eobard being a creep)

I see Barry glaring before he got a call as he sped out after getting fixed out leaving me alone with her for a little bit, perfect.

(Barry! Do not leave her alone with a creep XD)

(XD)

(XD)

I smirked and then hand her the dress she looked at it blushing darkly.

"Y-You...want me.to w-wear this?" She asked as I just smirked as she looked away. "F-Fine.." she said as she left the room to change but I sped over to her as she screamed

"Just making sure you wouldn't try to escape." I said before closing the door so she could change, even if I've already seen her naked

She soon came out and it was the picture of sexiness and innocents and with that dark blush on her face helped me all the more. She looked so shy, so embarrassed when she shouldn't be. I walked over to her as I placed a hand on her face as she jumped a little before she relaxed as she actually leaned into it

"You look so beautiful sweetie." I tell her and kiss her again

She blushed but kissed me back as I pulled her closer, my hands resting on her back before slowly sliding down

She moaned and I groped her soft plump ass it is perfectly firm~

(Its times like this that Barry should never of left xD)

(XD Exactly XD)

"You feel so soft yet firm~ but I can't get how intimate you were with Barry out of my mind." I trailed off as my groping got more serious, more aggressive.

She moans and arches into me and I massage her butt even more.

"How you completely ignored me.." "i-it wasn't lik-like that.." she said as she grabbed onto me.

"It wasn't?"

"N-No I j-just wanted t-to give y-you both equal a-attention you deserved."

I smiled. "You always been so sweet, but now can you just be sweet for daddy?"

(I can say..it was actually like that she definitely prefers Barry xD Actually they are both hot, Barry in a sweet way and eobard in a kinky way)

(XD yeah sorry Eo XD)

She gave a shy smile as she nodded making me smile back. She just needed to know we didn't pose a threat to her.

I smile and take off my suit and then my cock sprang out. "Why don't you sit on my lap~"

She blushed but nodded as I sat on the couch as I waited for her as she seemed embarrassed.

"U-Um.. i-is there a specific way you want me to sit..l-like facing you o-or facing away?" She asked.

"Facing me baby girl." I say and pull her down on my lap my cock right between her folds nudging her clit.

(She too is freaked by him wearing a dead man's face)

(XD Yeah)

She blushed darkly as she shuddered as she let out a shaky moan. I smirked and started to let my cock vibrate and she gripped my shoulders for support.

"O-Oh Daddy~"

"That's it, good girl, just keep calling me daddy and I'll make you feel good in return~" I promised as she moaned as it was right on her clit

(XD he right now is a glorified sex toy XD)

She moaned and kept crying out daddy and saying she felt so good. "Da-Daddy Please~ Let me cum daddy~"

(Basically xD)

(XD)

"Go ahead baby girl, you don't have to ask me to cum when you've been so good." I said as she held onto me tightly as she cried out for me as she came, her body shuddering as I could feel her orgasm slick my cock up as she pulled me into a kiss.

I kiss back and know I now have to take her virginity at least one of them.

[Another chapter done I hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy!]

[arigatouiris]

daughter of artemis // p.p — [05]

c h a p t e r  f i v e

Pairing: Peter Parker x Demigod! Reader [Female pronouns]

Warnings: swearing; angst [a lot of it]; greek mythology rewritten [completely my interpretation of it, oops]; slightly based off the games god of war and assassin’s creed odyssey; hurt/comfort; cliche; fluff [on later chapters sometimes]; mentions of sex and gore; slight alternate universe

Follows events after Endgame, but Tony, Natasha, Steve, Loki are alive in this universe.

Author’s Note: For all those who left notes and messages, thank you so much. It means a lot to me that people read and appreciate this story, because this is so close to my heart. I’ve been harboring this in my mind for years now, and I can finally write about this. Anyway, any guesses who her father might be? xD

Also all of what’s mentioned here (prophecy and deification) are all fictional. I made it up. So, disclaimer alert~

Word count: 4943

05 // στοργή familial love

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    “How dare you?”

(y/n) looked up to see Marina slap a man across his face. Her eyes widened and she immediately stood up, wondering what happened. (y/n) had always known Marina had a short temper, as someone who came around only after the decimation. Marina was a tall woman, long black hair, face peppered with freckles, which added to her attractiveness. However, she didn’t speak to a lot of people, and (y/n) had noticed that ever since she came to the shelter, considering Marina came after (y/n), Marina only did things on her own. She cooked for everyone, but never stayed to eat with them.

    “Marina, is everything okay?” (y/n) asked.

Marina scoffed and walked away, while the man on the ground simply sighed.

    “I just asked for her number, man. I didn’t even say anything inappropriate. She could have said no, and I’d have walked away.”

Blinking, (y/n) watched as Marina headed upstairs. She’s confusing, she deducted before getting back to what she was doing.

TV reports stated that school would reopen late this year. (y/n) thought of her own schooling when this was mentioned; having been tutored at her own quarters in Olympus, none other than Athena herself. She knew her mother would have wanted her to continue, but she didn’t have any parents here or anyone to help. Apollo, someone she considered dear now since their relationship was improving, would perhaps not even be aware.

That evening, when (y/n) headed upstairs to train, Apollo stood there, with a brochure. (y/n) blinked before noticing how he waved it at her, a grin on his face. It was strange to see her uncle grinning at her, wearing loafers and a yellow tank with a smiley on it.

    “You are so weird.” She mumbled, walking over to the God of the Sun.

    “This is a brochure for this school, which I think you need to go to starting November. It’s perfect. All of these courses remind me of what Athena used to teach you—”

    “How did you know Athena would teach me?” (y/n) asked, suspiciously.

    “Uh,” Apollo gulped before saying, “Artemis told me.”

    “No, she didn’t. You spoke to Athena, didn’t you? You’re the one who told her to include Arts and—”

    “Shut up. Go to this school. End of conversation.” Apollo’s face, when turned red, was dead obvious.

(y/n) chuckled. Taking the brochure from his hand, she read the name of the school—’Midtown’. The school looked like any regular school, but apparently it was for students who were a bit smarter than average. There were a lot of college prep classes involved here. Thinking about college, and her own education, made her miss her mother more. The smile on her face died instantly, and this fall in emotion was something even Apollo noticed.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “Thinking about all this… College and studies and stuff, sure, it’s something mom would have wanted for me. I can’t deny that. But… But, this prophecy and with the way things are going, everyday is unpredictable. I can’t afford to—”

Placing both his hands on her shoulders, Apollo stared directly into his niece’s eyes.

    “Artemis would have never wanted you to use the prophecy as an excuse to skip studying. You and I both know you want this, as much as your mother would have, so please. Don’t leave this behind.”

(y/n) huffed before leaning back and closing her eyes. Apollo straightened himself and cleared his throat, “I... can be your guardian. You can move out of here, find a place to stay. People won’t be suspicious. You can have a proper life, (y/n).”

    “This form is already filled out!” Reading the name of the guardian, she scoffed, “Alec?” (y/n) asked, scrunching her eyes.

Apollo rubbed the back of his neck, “Artemis and I had human names. I called myself Alec, and she was Arianna, Aria for short.”

She inclined her head in wonder. “So, I should call you uncle Alec?”

    “Don’t call me anything. So, what do you say?” Apollo snapped.

    “I’ll go.”

When school began in November, (y/n) found it incredibly hard to speak to anyone. Having been home-schooled her entire life, it was strange; seeing so many kids her age, move and speak to each other. However, unlike what she had thought school life would be like, kids were a bit too morose regarding even attending classes.

It must be the decimation, (y/n) thought entering class on her own. Apparently, since she was a newcomer, the teacher introduced her as a foreign student, having her stand up and introduce herself.

    “My name is (y/n). I’m from Phocis, it’s a region in Central Greece. I, uh, it’s nice to meet you all.”

Her face turned red and she sat down immediately, not used to the attention that came her way. She could feel fire on her ears, and when the class murmured to themselves, it was as if they had created a wall that separated them from her. This was how it was going to be, she wouldn’t talk to a soul and finish high school and get out. However, she had her own plans; she had things to do, prophecies to fulfil. Things would get hectic for her in the future years.

As each class dragged on, (y/n) understood that this would become her routine. The grind had begun. Each morning she would wake up, do her regular morning stretches and worry about getting to school on time. The breakfast available at the shelter was always cornflakes with milk, a taste that started to feel like chewing on blocks of cement. She’d attend school, eat lunch alone, listen to things alone, read in the library, read on her way back, and continue reading at home until it was time to train and she’d flip daggers and make arrows with her hands.

She could feel herself growing, each day. Each day felt ridiculously long, and almost as if she was living a double life. However, small changes were in order. Using the influences that a God could, Apollo rented a small place for (y/n), and she wouldn’t have to worry about a thing. Considering how she was still considered a minor, the house was under his human name, and that he’s the only living guardian she has, and the process was easier than otherwise.

(y/n) moved out of the shelter rather easily, considering she didn’t have too many things that she brought with her. She was teleported to New York basically wearing her mother’s clothes. Everything else was something she took from the shelter. An old woman gave (y/n) clothes that belonged to her daughter, who was around her age, and this was perhaps all she had.

The house was small, but this would do. There was a small fire escape, with a grilled balcony that let her see the sky at night. Apollo made sure everything was in place and in order when she moved in. There were a bunch of books on the table, courtesy of Apollo, which caused the girl to smile softly on sight.

One night, having stayed back in the school library for long, she was reading this novel ‘Goldfinch’ and couldn’t put it down, (y/n) walked back on her own. She sometimes heard kids talking about Spiderman having been turned to dust too, a fact that caused a tug in her heart. After that dream she had about Spiderman, things have been different whenever she thought about him. He was about to take his mask off, and she knew it was just a dream and there was no way she could link it to reality, but she wondered if she knew him. Spiderman’s voice was familiar, but she didn’t know what role he would play in her life. Maybe, she assumed, that her mind was making things up since he was the first one to help her after her arrival in New York.

She also realized that she’d never know.

As she walked, she heard footsteps behind her. (y/n) was normally more perceptive than people gave her credit for, and this was something very easy to spot. A moment later, the footsteps turned fast, but she didn’t run. Turning around, she grabbed the man by his collar and pushed him down, kicking him on his chest and keeping him there. However, before she could even react, the man’s eyes turned white—glowing white—and his mouth fell open.

Stepping back, (y/n) gasped. She looked up to see Marina walk out from the alley, and suddenly, the whole street was empty.

    “What the—?”

    “I know Apollo is helping you.” She said, her face straight, unimpressed.

(y/n)’s eyes widened. “What?”

    “Don’t be stupid, child. You sure you don’t know what’s going on?”

(y/n) observed Marina. Her hair was pushed behind her, she was wearing a long lilac colored dress, unusual for choice of clothing in the night, her eyes were dark, her skin shone, her face cold. And the peacock pendant stood out over everything else. Eyes widening slowly, (y/n) gulped before coming to a kneeling position; it was instinct.

    “Your Highness.” (y/n) said, to Goddess Hera, who was standing right in front of her.

Hera revealed her true form, her hair visible, her crown on her head, her white dress was backless but shone even in the night. Hera might look like a cocky yet beautiful woman, but she was one of the strongest goddesses in Olympus.

    “Pity I can’t kill you myself. Stupid oath your mother made us all take before you were born. We cannot hurt humans no longer.”

Perhaps, that’s because you went around killing all of Zeus’ mortal lovers, (y/n) thought in her mind but would never dare to say.

    “What brings you here, your Highness?”

    “Oh? I like watching you, is all. I was, let’s say, curious to see how a puny girl like you would dissolve Olympus.” Hera said, smirking.

Hera brushed her palms together, still continuing to watch the girl as she eased from her position. Standing up, (y/n) shoved her hands into the pockets of her jacket. It was cold that night in New York. Cold and lonely.

    “I’m not going to—”

    “You’re curious about Artemis, aren’t you? Of how she died.”

She froze instantaneously. It was as if hearing her mother’s name come out of Hera’s tongue caused a chill go down her spine; it was unnatural and she didn’t like it one bit. Her eyes turned to slits as she glared at the Goddess, angry at how casual it was for her to bring up Artemis’ death.

    “I’d lower my gaze if I were you.” Came Hera’s warning.

    “You know how my mother died?”

    “Silly child,” She folded her arms as she continued, “Your mother killed herself.”

Confusion struck (y/n)’s features, which made Hera laugh out loud. Not just confusion, but a weird bit of betrayal as well. There was no way her mother could have ended her own life. What purpose would that serve? Was someone after her and she had no choice? Or did someone make her?

    “There’s no way. S-She couldn’t have—”

    “She came to me a few days before your ridiculous prophecy and tells me she needs to speak to her father. Zeus, as usual, was busy fucking some whore back in Mykonos, as he always does. So I asked her what the urgent matter was,”

(y/n) straightened her standing position, watching Hera intensely. As beautiful as she was, Hera could be easily hated for how bitter she was as a woman. And despite being the Goddess of marriage and family, she didn’t harbor love for anyone but herself or her children.

    “She says, to save the world, we’d have to dissolve Olympus! What a joke! As if I’d ever give up this throne.” Hera spat on the ground beside her.

    “What do you mean?”

    “Because your filthy mother can never be as worshipped as I am!” Hera exclaimed, furious.

(y/n)’s eyes were wide in shock. She could not believe a word that came out of Hera’s mouth. Her mother? There was no way in all of Midgard that Artemis would ever be jealous of Hera. Artemis had everything Hera didn’t, a loving family, people who revered and worshipped her out of love and not fear; and yet, Hera was here spewing nonsense. (y/n) knew well that her mother didn’t care about being a Goddess, and that she loved the mortals and wanted them to thrive.

    “Artemis was always jealous of how I had more rule over Olympus than she did. She wanted to see it gone! So she comes to me with a ridiculous story of how Earth was going into a state of pause for five years. Imagine my surprise when some part of it actually came true?”

Hera’s gaze was cold. It sent shivers down (y/n)’s spine.

    “She was feeding me such bullshit that this was all because she wanted to save you,”

It felt as if her mouth was sewn shut. Tears filled her eyes when she thought about her mother, of what she had to go through to even consider taking her own life—if at all any of this was true and could be held accountable. Looking away from Hera, (y/n) quickly wiped her tears away.

    “She knew you would bring about the dissolving of Olympus, so she came to Zeus to have it done beforehand. That idiot husband of mine listens to everything Artemis says, she knew it was possible. Everything would have worked out so well if it had gone along with what she wanted it, wouldn’t it? You two would be alive and Olympus gone. That’s what your bitch of a mother wanted.”

The anger welled inside (y/n), with nowhere to go. She could feel it eating away at her. She knew if she didn't find a way to release it, it would destroy her.

    “Artemis’ own jealousy and her foolish love for a mortal are the reasons she is dead and you are here, living like a street rat.”

It was quick, the way she moved, her hands were fisted as tightly as she could and she moved with every intention of hurting the Queen. However, a strong grip grabbed her wrist and held her back; with the realization of who it could be, tears fell down her eyes, and she held back her sobs.

    “She may have been foolish, your Grace, but I am the national divinity of Greece. People worship me more than they fear you. You might have to back down before I decide to go against you.” Apollo’s voice had never sounded so cold before.

Hera rolled her eyes a second later and let out a weird sound of disapproval.

    “Leave my niece alone. You of all Gods must know a prophecy interrupted will lead to worse repercussions in the hands of the Fates.”

Apollo pulled the girl back and held him near his chest. (y/n) was distraught, though she tried as hard as she could to not let it show. Looking at her with the corner of his eye, he turned again to Hera to see what she had to say. However, no answer or reply came his way, as Hera simply turned into Marina and walked away.

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Artemis didn’t care too much for prophecies. However, when a peculiar knock happened on her door one evening, revealing a worried Oracle on the other side, she knew her life was going to change; and that there would be no going back.

The prophecy that would be delivered in the great hall would be incomplete. There was a bit, which involved Artemis herself, and this would go unsaid. The words slipped out of the Oracle’s mouth rather easily, but were cold to hear nonetheless. It is not a God that sets the Fates moving, it is but a house rat. Artemis didn’t know how she had understood, but she knew that this had to be her doing.

The rest of the prophecy revealed that it would be her daughter who would dissolve Olympus. Gods were turning selfish, Greece suffered economically, and there was strict unhappiness—people were no longer turning to religion, and with the power the Gods possessed, they did nothing to better their citizens’ state of affairs. Artemis understood that it was pollution that was killing the forests and the animals that dwelled in it, but with a structure like Olympus, Gods could not do any good.

I have to tell Zeus, she thought as she ran towards Zeus’ chambers. She knew her daughter was in the temple at the moment, she could sense (y/n)’s presence. However, just as she reached Zeus’ quarters, Hera stopped her.

    “You seem like you are in a hurry, Artemis.” Hera spoke, casually.

    “I need to speak to my father—”

    “He’s not in, at the moment. What do you have to say?” She looked inquisitive.

Perhaps, this was the only mistake Artemis made in executing this. If she had waited and told Zeus herself, perhaps, things would be different.

    “The Earth is going to go on pause for five years, your Grace. Zeus has to dissolve Olympus, to save it—”

    “Do you even hear yourself? Dissolve? Artemis, I knew you were rebellious at heart, but this is far too extreme. I advise you to return to your chambers and never speak of this again.”

Artemis knew she had failed right at that second. Hera now would make sure she would never reach Zeus, a soft, bitter smile played on her lips as the thought appeared. Turning back, she recalled the entire prophecy, from scratch:

The Goddess of the Hunt is the moon of human lives; as the moon sleeps and rises, so shall Earth and so shall she. The first moon will sleep and wake as a rat that does the deed. As Artemis sleeps, her daughter will rise, the new moon she will be, with fate and the sun at her side; and when Clotho stops spinning the thread of fate, Lachesis and Atropos go into a slumber for five years;  

The slumber lasts five solid years and Gods are mere rain; It is not a God that sets the Fates moving, it is but a house rat. And once the slumber ends, then shall arise the new moon, who completes her final hunt, ending Zeus’s fate as King. All his henchman made of blood and stone will erode at her hunt, and Olympus will no longer be a land for the gods.

(y/n), she thought as she rushed to the temple. (y/n) is the key. Perhaps, Artemis knew what she had to do was no easy task, but the faith she had in her daughter was substantial. If dissolution meant murder, then so be it. One of the things Artemis was best at was the fact that she never sided with her daughter just because of their blood relation. She knew (y/n) was a fast learner, agile and quick on her feet, strong in her hands and mind; her skills would sharpen, and the prophecy states that the sun would be on her side.

On reaching the temple, she saw her daughter reading a book, which was a souvenir from Apollo. Artemis knew his conflict. She had asked him to keep the father’s identity a secret, even from (y/n) herself, for learning who it was would be easy if the information came from a mortal. Apollo wasn’t comfortable with (y/n), but never hated her.

She is far too much like me for him to hate, Artemis thought with a smile.

Approaching her daughter, with the dagger in hand, Artemis knew she had to roll the dice now. (y/n) turned to her mother and smiled, confused slightly with the speed Artemis was approaching her with.

    “(y/n),” She spoke, handing the girl the dagger, earning a mixed reaction, “Tell no one I gave you that dagger.”

    “Okay. But, what is this for?”

    “One day, you may have to use this. For a hunt.” Artemis grinned, knowingly.

    “But, I don’t know how to use a dagger—”

    “Shh, my fawn. You will learn.”

Kissing the girl on her forehead, Artemis held tightly to her daughter. Never had she realized how much she could love a soul as much as she loved (y/n). Their hearts were one. Pepper, I hope she finds you first, Artemis thought before pulling away.

    “Head back to your chambers now. I’ll come there later.” Even though there was a lie, Artemis went along with it.

    “The prophecy is today, right?”

    “Yes. Go now. Don’t let anyone see you with that dagger. Not even Apollo.”

(y/n) was slightly scared, but nodded. Her mother always had reason to do things. Once (y/n) was out of the temple, and on her way back to Olympus, Artemis knew it was time. Slowly, she began to sing; she sang a song of sorrow and one that marked everything she could feel, as tears spilled down her cheeks. She summoned a stag to appear in front of the temple, one of her biggest symbols.

Smiling down at the stag, she whispered sweet nothings to herself, and prayed to protect a certain man in America, and a certain woman who would be with him. Pressing her forehead to the stag’s, Artemis shut her eyes for the last time, before turning into dust. This dust was not dark, but gold—soft in texture, and breathed warmth around where it spread.

Artemis had not died, but was in the queue to be reborn.

❅

Pushing Apollo aside, (y/n) brushed past him in anger. Tears spilled down her eyes and her chest ached with the newfound knowledge she had learned from none other than Hera. (y/n) believed she knew enough, but she knew nothing even close to the truth. Artemis had made sure this remained, but Hera’s explanation made (y/n) believe this was all that there was.

Apollo followed quickly behind her, holding her hand and making her stop. Letting out sobs, the God held his niece in an awkward hug, letting her cry. He knew he had to cry as well, since these facts were about his sister, but there was more to it than that.

One thing he knew about his sister was that she would never do something without a reasonable explanation. Hera’s story lacked just that.

    “Do not listen to Hera, (y/n). She runs on envy. She can’t be trusted—”

    “I know!” Apollo was taken aback, and considering that they were in the middle of the footpath, people might think differently. He silently ushered her away from the area, holding her hand the whole time, rubbing small circles on the back of her palm.

    “Let’s go back to the house. Let’s talk there. Please.” Apollo had never pleaded before, his ego had always gotten in the way.

    “I know not to trust her. I know not to trust her and her snake tongue. I know!” (y/n) cried, just as Apollo led her inside the house.

Snapping his fingers, he turned on the light, being the God of light himself, and watched as she collapsed on the ground. Letting out a sigh, for the first time in perhaps a long while, Apollo did not know what to do.

When someone is sad, you hold them, he heard Artemis’ voice out of nowhere, causing his eyes to widen. Moving almost hesitantly, the God wrapped his hands around his little niece, provoking her to cry some more. He didn’t understand if this would help, but for some strange reason, holding her at that moment felt right. Sitting beside her, he held her, listened to her cries, matched his breathing with hers. She was so little, it broke his heart.

    “Artemis is no jealous woman. You know this better than anyone else.” His voice was low.

    “I know.”

    “Don’t listen to the Queen. She is poison. This is how she made sure Hercules died, and never became a God. This is how she does most things. This is how she is.”

    “I know.”

And then there was silence. Apollo looked up to the ceiling and let out a shaky breath. He missed his sister, for he knew she knew best what to do in these situations. She was always more feisty, more independent. Apollo never admitted to anyone but he admired her the most, more than anyone he had ever met—and only she had seen through every face he ever put up.

    “Mom knew about the prophecy,” Apollo turned to his niece and listened, “Mom knew that I would be the one rising as the new moon or whatever rubbish. She knew I was to dethrone Zeus. She wanted to stop that.”

After crying, a child’s voice turns hoarse. It is unusual, and for someone filled with parental love for the child, it sounds like the worst thing you could possibly hear. Apollo understand that small aspect of parenthood at that moment.

His grip on her tightened just a tad bit as he continued, “Because she loved you.”

    “I will kill him,” Came her reply, shocking him. “He tried to have me killed. He tried to kill me without even considering the prophecy.”

Or the fact that you’re his granddaughter, Apollo thought bitterly.

    “I’ll kill them all. Hera, Zeus, his henchmen. All of them. Others who don’t step down too. I’ll die trying. I’ll become a God and turn their lives around. I’ll make the prophecy happen. It was my mother’s last wish, I’ll make it happen.” She cried, clutching her uncle’s hands as if her life depended on it.

Despite how much Apollo hated where this was going, he knew he could do nothing to change it. Blinking away fresh tears, Apollo pressed his nose to the side of his niece’s head, breathing into her. As Artemis sleeps, her daughter will rise, the new moon she will be, with fate and the sun at her side, he recalled that line of the prophecy before shutting his eyes. There is anger in him he cannot show, he cannot risk this anger being a God himself.

    “I won’t stop you, (y/n). I’m with you. Now and till the end.”

❅

A few weeks before her first day of Senior year, (y/n) finished reading the book The Catcher in the Rye. She had heard it was a classic, and even in school as they taught other books, she had never gotten around to reading it. Having read it at last (and not having understood a few more things about the book, and considering how difficult it was to read it), she felt at ease, and allowed herself to read any other book, which may relatively be easier to grasp.

As an 18-year old, all she ever wanted to do was read. And train. And wait for the Fates to begin moving again.

She occasionally met her uncle on random days in between months, when it was easy for him to take a break as a God. He would tell her about new things she could practice, and suggest new books for her to read. In fact, it was his copy of The Catcher in the Rye that she was reading. She hadn’t heard from Natasha, however, and missed the red haired woman’s company. Natasha was a good companion, and there were so many things (y/n) wanted to tell her, now that she was confident.

But patience didn’t suit (y/n) well. Waiting for a plan to happen, waiting for five years for the Fates to wake up, sometimes made her forget Hera’s threat, and her anger with Olympus. That day was a Sunday, and it had been three days since she had trained last. She spent those three days reading books, even though she thought it was time well spent. Getting up from her spot, she decided some coffee could relax her mind, and grabbed her coat before heading out.

She felt stronger in mind and body, however, with these five years. Her hair had grown out, her features changed, her personality changed. She was far more confident now, she felt cautious but aware. There were people who wondered about her, labeled her the curious Greek girl who always had her nose buried in one book after another. And if it wasn’t books, it was music. She was always to herself, but whenever she conversed, she knew people around her wanted more.

This was a trait Artemis had. People loved her everywhere she went, and (y/n) could see what being related to Artemis felt like.

As she walked to the coffee shop, something felt strange. It felt as if people around her were unusually happy, and double in number. People were hugging and crying, and as (y/n)’s footsteps paused, she turned around and noticed there were more people than any other day. Her heart raced instantly, and her legs carried her to the coffee shop, which was closed. Her hand shot up to her mouth as she realized that it had been five years—five years as the prophecy had demanded.

Only one thing could bring her the clarity she needed; rushing to the shelter, where May Parker was five years ago, (y/n) paused on the entrance and saw May Parker herself, sobbing, looking dazed and people gathering around her.

Slowly walking inside, there was a TV on blast. Apprehension swallowed her whole as her eyes darted from one channel to the next. News anchors saying people were back after being gone for five years.

Her face stiffened. Time was moving again.

❅

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[ftwd-nicky]

Chaos at Broke Jaw Ranch | Part One

Pairings: Nick Clark x Reader, Troy Otto x Best Friend!Reader

Authors: @ftwd-nicky & @lovefilledtragedy

Words: 3446

Author’s Note: Hey everyone! So, Aud and I have decided to write a collab for both Troy and Nick since she loves Troy and I Nick. You can either read yourself as the reader or the best friend, which ever you prefer. But, this collab will literally probably be a series xD I really really hope you guys enjoy this as much we do. Also, Aud told me to say that “Troy is alive still because fuck that shit.” Thanks so much to one of my best friends, @mf-despair-queen, for proofreading this for me!

Before the apocalypse, things were much easier for Y/N and her best friend Y/B/N. Y/N and Y/B/N both had worked in a rehab center, taking care of patients suffering from addiction. Y/N was a training with the center to be a therapist and Y/B/N was a receptionist while they both were taking university courses. They both became close after talking with one another through work and had always been there for one another. When tragedy struck and destroyed much of what they knew before their eyes, they had to confide with one another more than ever before. They became attached at the hip, growing stronger and more lethal as the apocalypse raged on around them, and with both of their quick wits and their natural instincts, they had kept themselves alive for so long already. Even though the two women knew that they could survive out on their own considering everything that they had managed to go through, they had made their way to the Broke Jaw Ranch for safety and shelter, but never expected for their lives to be changed so quickly there.

 The people of the ranch had accepted Y/N and Y/B/N rather quickly, giving them a place to sleep with two other ladies, Alicia and Madison Clark. Alicia had taken quite the liking to the two girls, befriending them immediately and taking them on a tour of the ranch. As the three girls walked and talked, Alicia asked them how they were doing after a few days of being there. Nick Clark and Troy Otto had just gotten back with their team after a long few days of looking for things to scavenge.

 Troy immediately noticed the two newbies, instantly taking a liking to the shorter one with medium lengthed and curled H/C hair. His eyes roamed her body, smirking at the raggedy Star Wars t-shirt she was wearing underneath the black and red flannel, the pair of black skinny jeans and black boots. He raised his eyebrows a bit, liking what he saw as he waltzed over towards the mess tent.

 Nick had ran over to his sister, being oblivious to the two girls that she was with as he greeted her. “Hey, Alicia. Do you know if mom’s here?” He asked, glancing to his left, his eyes connecting with a bright pair of Y/C eyes. Nick tried to keep his cool as he licked his lips, his eyes analyzing everything about her. Just a few inches shorter than himself, H/C hair that stopped just around her shoulders, a black tank top that's covered with dirt and grime as a green and black flannel is tied around her waist. His eyes glanced down towards her jean-covered legs and what looked to be a pair of nice looking combat boots on her feet.

 “Nick, this is Y/N,” Alicia mentioned, pointing to the woman he was just ogling. “And her best friend, Y/B/N.”

 “Hi,” Nick mumbled, giving the two girls a small wave which they returned. Y/N’s eyes stayed on him a bit longer as she could hear Alicia mentioning something about lunch. Y/B/N noticed Y/N staring at Nick and smirked to herself as she gently slapped her friend’s arm to make her continue listening to Alicia’s comment, receiving a small glare from Y/N.

 Alicia laughed at the two of them. “Come on you two. Maybe you both can help us out in the kitchen? We will be serving lunch soon.”

 “Of course, that sounds like a great plan,” Y/B/N said, gripping the side of Y/N’s arm as she began to pull her away from Nick to continue following Alicia. “Come on now Y/N. We need to give off a good first impression to the others here, don’t we?”

 Y/N nervously coughed a bit as she glanced back up at Nick who continued to stare at her as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, sure…I, uh, I guess I will see you later Nick?”

 Nick’s eyes widened as he slightly blushed. “Um…yeah, of course. See you soon, Y/N.”

 Y/N smiled at him as Y/B/N let go of her arm and they followed Alicia to where the kitchen was located, leaving Nick alone for a split second with his thoughts. All of his attention was on Y/N as she faded off into the building with her friend and his sister. A familiar voice caught him off guard though, causing him to slightly jump.

 “Nick, come on. I need all the help I can get unloading all of this before lunch is served!” Troy shouted, waving for Nick to come over to him.

 “Coming, coming!” Nick replied, glancing back to where Y/N disappeared off to before joining Troy beside the truck to help him unload the supplies. Before he could give get a word out about the new girls, Troy beat him to the punch.

 “Those new girls here… wow. Did you see the one with the red and black flannel? I haven’t seen a girl that beautiful in a long time,” Troy said, nudging Nick’s arm with his, “Well, did you see the other one with the green and black flannel? She looks like she is what you told me that your-”

 “Type was like,” Nick said finishing Troy’s sentence, looking up at him and smiling as he continued to grab the supplies out, carrying them to where they needed to be placed.

 -

 Y/N and Y/B/N were walking a bit behind Alicia, Y/B/N starting at her best friend, a small smirk on her lips as her arms were crossed across her chest. “So, what? Not even a couple hours here and you’re already falling for someone? Who are you?” She laughed and Y/N glared down at her, shaking her head scoffing lightly.

 “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was being friendly,” Y/N muttered and it was Y/B/N’s turn to scoff.

 “Friendly? By intently staring at him like you were undressing him with your eyes? Y/N, I’ve known you for a long time now. I think I know when you develop a crush on someone,” She muttered and Y/N looked away, her eyes catching Nick’s figure carrying supplies with Troy.

 Y/N slapped her friends arm, staring down at her with wide eyes as she could feel her cheats heat up slightly. “I-I did not. His clothes were perfectly on when I was staring at him,” She muttered, walking a bit faster.

 “Whatever you say, Y/N!” Y/B/N called after her, chuckling a bit as they walked into the kitchen area, learning how the ranchers prepare lunch. Y/N rolled her eyes at her friend and watched as Alicia grabbed the cans of beans and vegetables and gathered some of the spare chicken and beef that they had left at the ranch and showed the girls how they were going to prepare everything properly.

 -

 “Let’s go watch them, yeah?” Troy suggested as he reached for the last batch of supplies in the truck, knowing damn well that Nick was thinking the same exact thing as him, not being able to focus on anything else except the girls.

 “No, that’s creepy… don’t you think?” Nick scoffed at him.

 Troy shrugged and began to walk away from him, rubbing his calloused hands together. “Well, personally, I don’t find it all that weird, but if you’re not going to join me, have fun over here by yourself, Nicky.”

 Nick hesitated before following his friend, noticing that Troy was heading over to the second entrance to the pantry, finding them the perfect spot to watch Y/N and Y/B/N as they continued to assist with each part of the lunch. For a few minutes of watching, Nick and Troy did not expect to get caught, but their luck took a sour turn when Alicia asked Y/B/N if she could grab one last of beans for them to use, causing both Nick and Troy to both try and scramble to get out in time, but Y/B/N was too quick for the two of them.

 Y/B/N slightly jumped at the sight of the two men, also making her laugh a bit. “Well, it appears that we have two stalkers on our hands.” She looked up at the both of them and smiled. “Hello boys, nice to see you so soon again Nick. And you are?” she stated, glancing up at Troy.

 “I’m, uh...I’m Troy,” he said nervously, glancing to look at Nick for a quick second. Before he could say anything else, Y/B/N had already found what she was looking for and turned to head back out the door.

 “I’m Y/B/N. Guess you both should go and get yourselves a seat for lunch, we will be out in a second,” she said, keeping her back to them as she exited out of the pantry, returning back to the girls as if nothing had happened.

 After helping with the preparation of the lunch, the other ranchers began to all pile in and gathered at the long table together. Y/N, Y/B/N, and Alicia set out all of the food and greeted the fellow ranchers as they sat at their seats. Nick and Troy made their way to the table and sat away from one another as they watched Y/N and Y/B/N intently.

 After the three girls gave out the meals to the rest of the ranchers, they grabbed some for themselves. Y/N was looking around for a place to sit when she saw Nick alone. She smiled to herself, noticing that Alicia and Y/B/N were busy discussing the boyfriends they had before this whole thing happened, so she walked over to him, standing in front of him as he picked at his food.

 “This seat taken?” Y/N asked and Nick jumped, looking up. Once he saw her, he sat up straight, clearing his throat before shaking his head “no.”

 “Uh, no. All yours,” Nick muttered and Y/N quietly thanked him, smiling softly as she sat down across from him. “Where’s your friend?” He asked and Y/N’s smile faltered slightly, suddenly feeling like this is a bad idea as she bit her lip lightly, shrugging her shoulders.

 “I don’t know. I can go get her if you want,” Y/N muttered and Nick tilted his head to the side, noticing the change in her mood as he realized why it did.

 “Oh, no. That’s okay. Um, just you is enough for me. Plus, I think Y/B/N is a bit busy with Troy over there,” Nick chuckled and Y/N smiled at him before glancing behind her, noticing her best friend and Troy getting quite close to each other.

 She scoffed, shaking her head. “And she told me I had a crush,” Y/N mumbled quietly, hoping Nick hadn’t heard what she said. She turned back around to face Nick, suddenly not feeling very hungry anymore as she slid her plate to the side. “Do… you wanna take a walk with me?” Y/N asked and Nick’s lips parted before nodding his head.

 The pair got up, heading towards the gates as they walked in silence. Y/N’s hands were shoved in her back pockets as Nick’s were placed in his front pockets, his head facing the ground. “So, has it always been you and Y/B/N?” He asked and Y/N sighed, shaking her head.

 “Unfortunately no. Um, our boyfriends were with us but they decided to ditch us for some fucking reason,” Y/N muttered and Nick’s eyes narrowed a bit, looking a little angry.

 “They left you?” He asked, wondering if she had said that correctly and Y/N nodded her head, running one her hands through her hair.

 “Yeah. Assholes, right? Didn’t even leave us guns to defend ourselves with. We stole these from two dead military men a couple days into our journey to find people.” Nick placed one of his hands on her arm as he could see a few tears slide down her cheeks.

 “Well they certainly are assholes and if I ever find him… I’m killing him myself,” He muttered and Y/N looked towards him, a surprised look on her face as her eyes widened a bit, stopping in her tracks.

 “Oh, Nick, y-you wouldn’t do that… would you?” She asked and he turned around, noticing that he wasn’t by his side. He stepped towards her, Y/N’s heart pounding against her ribcage as he stood a few inches from her.

 “Of course I would. There is no, no reason for hi-them to do that to you guys,” Nick muttered lowly, gazing into her eyes. Y/N’s breath hitched as she could feel his breath hit her face and she pulled away a bit, looking away, her cheeks flushed a bit.

 “I-Do you provide the protectiveness to all the newcomers here?” Y/N asked, joking a bit and he licked his lips a bit, chuckling softly.

 “Actually, no. You’re the first.” Nick said bluntly and Y/N’s lips parted, a quiet ‘oh’ leaving her lips. The two began walking back towards the main area of the ranch, Y/N’s mind racing with a thousand thoughts about what had just happened.

 Once we stood in the middle of the main area, Y/N had glanced towards her left, seeing Y/B/N and Troy standing quite closely to each other, smirks on their faces and she laughed a bit. Nick furrowed his eyebrows a bit, wondering what she was laughing at as he glanced in the same direction.

 “Oh god. Well, looks like Troy found a new friend,” Nick chuckled, noticing Y/B/N walk away from him.

 “I’m gonna go see how she’s holding up so far,” Y/N mentioned and Nick sighed internally, not really wanting to be away from her just yet. “I’ll see you around?” She asked him and he nodded his head, giving her a grin. Y/N laughed lightly, smiling widely as she turned to walk away from him, but suddenly stopped. She turned back around, seeing Troy make his way towards Nick and she quickly walked back up to him, pressing a small kiss on his cheek before running over towards Y/B/N.

 -

 While Y/N and Nick were off walking around with one another, Y/B/N and Troy were sitting at the lunch table together as the ranchers came and went. Y/B/N noticed as Y/N and Nick went off with one another as she smiled to herself. Her and Troy had begun to small talk a bit and it felt nice to talk to someone new, especially someone she found so handsome. She decided to ask the questions that was burning in her mind for some time, turning herself to face Troy directly. “So, tell me Troy. Why were you and Nick watching us in the pantry earlier? Enlighten me.”

 Troy glanced at her and bit his bottom lip to hide the smirk that was appearing, “Well, if you really want to know why, we were watching you both because we find you both attractive.”

 Y/B/N laughed at his response and placed her hand on his arm. “Really? That’s very interesting. You want to know why?”

 “Enlighten me,” Troy whispered, leaning himself closer to her.

 “Because we both find you boys attractive as well.” She smiled, her bright Y/E/C eyes sparkled as Troy’s blue ones widened, his breath hitching in the back of his throat. He had barely just met her, but she was already everything he had ever needed.

 Y/B/N began to blush. She never suspected to have someone come into her life so quickly that made her feel this way since her ex left, but Troy had a way with him that pulled her in and intrigued her. She knew that she probably shouldn’t tease him at all, but she couldn’t help herself, leaning in to kiss his cheek before she stood up from the seat she had. “Maybe tonight, you and Nick can join Y/N and I by the fire pit? I noticed it earlier and I’d love to warm myself up by it.”

 “Absolutely,” Troy said, standing himself as he smiled down at her, loving the fact that he towered over her. “I will see you tonight then, Y/B/N.” All he wanted to do was hug her, but he waved and let her walk off from him instead, sighing at the fact that he won’t be able to speak to her until the evening.

 -

 Y/B/N noticed that Y/N was back, waving at her and Nick as she waited for their interaction to be over. She saw Y/N turn back to Nick, kissing him on the cheek, before running over to her. Y/B/N smiled and laughed at her friend, happy to see that Y/N and Nick had become so close already like her and Troy had earlier.

 Y/N and Y/B/N both felt that their faces burning from the blushes that covered the apples of their cheeks. Nick and Troy both disappeared into the one of the houses together, huge smiles covering their faces.

 “So?” Y/B/N questioned, trying to contain her excitement over what had just happened.

 “I, uh… I kissed his cheek, and, oh my God, he is the sweetest. He makes my heart beat so fast Y/B/N. I can hear it in my ears,” Y/N squealed, holding a hand to her chest to check and see if her heart was still beating like crazy.

 Y/B/N’s eyes widened. “Are you serious? I felt the same way with Troy, and I kissed his cheek too!”

 Y/N and Y/B/N both began to laugh and side hugged one another as they headed off to their room.

 “This is exactly why we are best friends,” Y/N smiled, patting the top of Y/B/N’s head, causing them to both smile and smirk at one another more.

 “Well, you’re going to love me even more now because I managed to set up a double date tonight with them at the fire pit we saw when we came in.” Y/B/N said as she flipped her hair from being proud of herself.

 “Oh my God...you’re joking?” Y/N questioned, watching as Y/B/N shook her head at her, “I could kiss you right now, Y/B/N, I’m serious.”

 “No need because after tonight, you will have Nick to kiss,” Y/B/N laughed as they approached their room. The two began to go through their clothes to find something else to wear for their soon to be eventful night, both looking forward to what the night would bring.

 -

 Nick shoved his hands back into his military pant pockets, walking into his place, Troy following close behind him. “So, you and Y/B/N seem to be hitting it off really well,” He smirked and Troy rolled his eyes, plopping down on the couch as Nick did the same.

 “Yeah, well I could say the same about you and Y/N,” He muttered and Nick licked his lips, nodding his head slightly.

 “Yeah, she’s certainly something else,” Nick whispered, his fingers tapping against his legs as memories had played through his mind. “Oh, so get this. Those two weren’t always alone. They had boyfriends they traveled with.” Nick told Troy and his face fell a bit, clearing his throat.

 “Well, where are they now?” Troy asked, feeling intrigued.

 “Y/N told me that they left them two for dead. Took everything, including weapons,” Nick mentioned, looking over at Troy as his jaw clenched. “Yeah, that’s how I felt too. I told her that if I ever find him, I’m killing him,” He muttered, running a hand over his hair, sighing.

 “Yeah, I’d kill him as well, but make them suffer first,” Troy muttered angrily, letting out a huff of breath. “Oh, before I forget we have a double date with them tonight at the fire pit,” He mentioned, patting Nick on the shoulder as he got up, walking towards the door.

 “Wait, what? Are you serious?” Nick asked, standing up and Troy spun around, shrugging his arms, giving him a cheeky wink before leaving Nick’s place.

[i-just-love-writing-crap]

I Love You, Both

Warnings: Swearing Word Count: 3238 @onelastfic here it is babe!! <3 I loved writing this, I highkey have the biggest crush on Rich now and I love Jakey D although Michael Mell is my #1, I’ve said that many times xD Hey, look, its a masterlist

“Babe! Let’s go on a date,” exclaimed Rich. You smiled at his lisp and looked over at him. You were sandwiched between your two boyfriends, Rich and Jake.

The three of you were watching a movie: Avengers Age of Ultron, to be precise. You rolled your eyes and said, “And what would we do, Rich?”

Jake smiled and pipped in, “We could go out for dinner or to the movies. Your pick, baby.”

“I dunno, guys. I look like shit and I don’t feel like changing,” you said, motioning to your baggy appearance. Your (h/c) was dirty and thrown up in a messy bun, a overly baggy shirt on and maroon baggy lazy pants.

Both Rich and Jake lean towards you and kiss each one of your cheeks. “Does it look we care what you look like?” they said in unison.

“We just want to go out with you tonight, precious,” continued Rich.

“Yeah, just a night of fun,” Jake said, leaning his head on your shoulder.

You looked at both of your boyfriends and sighed, giving in to their wishes. “Fine,” you began. “But first, I need a shower. So, just stay here. Try not to fuck while I’m gone, it’ll only be about five minutes.” You pushed yourself off the couch and walked out of the room.

Rich almost jumped out of his skin as you said that. “Can I join you in the shower?!” he said excitedly.

Looking back at him, you shake your head, chuckling. “Dude, you fucking wish. No! Just watch the movie, okay. Won’t be gone but five minutes,” you said leaving the room.

Rich pouted and sat back down on the couch, with his arm crossed. “She usually lets me shower with her…”

“She just wants to get ready so we can take her on an amazing date, Rich,” Jake said, sliding over beside Rich. He slung his arm around his boyfriend’s shoulder and leaned on him. “Don’t be too upset, okay, Rich.”

He huffed and said in a low voice, “How can I not be upset, a little bit? She usually lets us shower with her.”

Jake’s heart fluttered and he kissed Rich’s cheek. “Your lisp is adorable. Have I ever told you that?”

“Yes,” Rich said with his cute, adorable lisp. “You and (y/n) have told me that, casanova.”

“Well, it’s really cute, Rich. And we just want you to know.”

Ten minutes later you stepped out of your bathroom, a towel wrapped around your body. A relieved sigh escaped your lips as you walked into your room. Truthfully, you were half expecting to see your boyfriends half-naked on your bed, but they weren’t there. Which was half a relief for you; you just wanted a sweet night with them because while you did love the threesomes, you just wanted to have fun and cuddle later. Throwing off your towel, you go digging around your room for clothes.

You were so caught up in what you should wear that you didn’t hear Rich coming upstairs calling your name. Grabbing your galaxy skull tank-top out of your closet, you smiled to yourself and said, “Oh yeah, this’ll work. Now to find some pants.”

It was at the moment that you were bent over looking for pants in your dresser across the room, facing the door, when Rich burst open your bedroom door, yelling, “Babe! You almost re—” He stopped and noticed your lack of clothes, of course besides your matching (f/c) bra and panties.

Your gaze snapped over your shoulder to look at Rich. A blush quickly rose to your cheeks as you squealed, “Richard Goranski!! Get the hell outta here! Learn to fucking knock, you pervert!!” You had stood straight up and faced him, both an embarrassed and angry look on your face as it turned red for those two reasons.

“Oh, but babe, you’re my girlfriend. And I’ve seen you naked many times. No need to feel embarrassed,” Rich said, his lisp making it somewhat hard for him to say the word embarrassed. He also stepped into your room, gliding across the room to stand in front of you. A hand came to rest on your right hip as Rich pressed kisses to your cheek, neck and shoulder. “But, you look really sexy in this matching set babe,” he whispered into your shoulder. “I think a little view of what’s underneath them is in order, yeah?”

Your blush worsened as Rich’s teeth caught the bra-strap on your left shoulder and dragged it down your should so it was dangling off; his hand that had been resting on your left hip had moved slightly down and he fingered the waistband of your panties. “N-no, Rich. I’ve gotta finish getting ready so we can go out,” you stammered out, swatting his hand away and fixing your bra-strap.

“Awww! But babe, please,” whined Rich as he continued planting heated kisses to the crook of your neck.

Growling, you called out, “JAKE! Come get our boyfriend off me! I’m trying to get ready to go out and Rich isn’t letting me get ready!!”

Rich groaned against the skin of the juncture of your neck for a brief moment before smiling. “You really think Jakey D’s going to be able to pull me off of you when you’re just in your sexy underwear?” he asked almost rhetorically.

“It’s still worth… a… try!” you exclaimed, shoving Rich off you for the moment. Rich stumbled to your bed and you laughed before realizing that was your chance. Your chance to grab your black jeggings and tank-top and bolt to your bathroom. With not even a second glance at Rich, you grabbed your galaxy skull top from the top of your dresser and yanked the first pair of jeggings you could grab. “Gotta go fast!” you shouted in response as you bolted into your bathroom and locked the door. Once in there, you let out a sigh of relief, now you could get ready.

Jake got up to your room and you were nowhere, Rich was just sitting on your bed. He looked at his boyfriend and asked, “Where the fuck is (y/n/n), Rich?”

“In the bathroom. Dude, you missed it! She is wearing the sexiest set of underwear,” Rich said, bounding up to your boyfriend. “Jakey, she wouldn’t let me see what’s underneath!!”

An amused grin curled onto Jake’s lips as he chuckled out an answer, “Well, I mean, as fucking hot as that does sound, we did say we wanted to take her out. And as much as I do love seeing her naked, I want her to have fun.”

Groaning, Rich said, “You do have a point, Jake. We did say that.”

“Exactly. Now after we take her out, that’s a totally different story. Because babe, I totally want to see her in her sexy underwear,” smirked Jake as he placed a kiss on Rich’s forehead.

Rich’s eyes lit up and he said, “Duuuuude, like she was so hot!”

“I believe you, Rich,” Jake smiled. They heard your bathroom door unlock and watched the doorknob turn in anticipation. “You ready, baby?” he asked.

They watched as the light of the bathroom was turned out and saw you step out of the darkness. You looked cute in your galaxy skull tank top that hung off your body in just the right way to accentuate your bodily curves and your black jeggings that clung tightly to your legs. You had thrown your hair up into a messy (h/c) bun, and you gave off the attitude that you didn’t care how you looked. “Yeah, I’m ready, Jake, Rich,” you spoke with a gentle smile.

“What do you want to do, gorgeous?” they both asked you.

You walked towards them until you were two feet in front of them and stopped. With a hand on your chin, you hummed, “Hmmm… what do I wanna do? The sun is already set so I can’t say let’s go on a stroll through the park at sunset. There’s no good movies playing and I went to see The Emoji Movie the other weekend with Michael and Jeremy while you two were outta town. It’s really too late to go out for a romantic dinner date, because most restaurants are closing soon… seeing as it’s almost ten in the evening.” You sighed, “You two have the weirdest timing for asking me out on a date. Like, really, you couldn’t’ve asked me at like five?”

Rich and Jake both rubbed the back of their necks as they apologized, “We’re sorry, babe.” Rich continued as Jake trailed off into silence, “We were going to ask earlier, I swear, but then we all got to watching Bones and lost track of time.” Jakes nodded and added, “And we know how much you hate to be pulled away from your shows, precious.”

A hearty giggle left your body as you looked at them. “You guys could’ve told me, I wouldn’t get mad at my boyfriends for wanting to take me out. In fact, that is a good reason to pull me out of my show, you dorks,” you said with a big grin.

“Well, guess we know that now, huh?” your boyfriends said in unison.

You nodded at them, saying, “Yeah, know ya do. Anyways, how about we go on a moonlight stroll through the nature reserve on the edge of town? Sound good to you two?”

They both looked at each other a minute before turning their gazes back to you. Both nodded with a smile. “Yeah! That works for us,” they said.

You smiled and brushed by them to get your small (f/c) backpack you always carried around with you from your door. “Cool, then let’s go. Who’s driving?” you asked, smiling back at them.

Both of them wrapped an arm around your waist. Rich was the first to lean in and plant a soft kiss onto your lips, then was followed by Jake. You weren’t opposed to it, you were just kind of wondering why, and they seemingly heard your silent question as Jake said near your ear, “Sorry, couldn’t help ourselves. You just look so beautiful.”

A blush rose quickly to your cheeks as your words tumbled out of your mouth in a stutter, “I, uhhh, well thanks you two… it, umm, it’s flattering you guys… that you guys think that I look beautiful while I was not, well, not really trying…”

The shorter one of your boyfriends planted a neck on your shoulder and chuckled, “Your stuttering is the cutest fucking thing, (y/n/n)!”

Your taller boyfriend pressed a kiss to your temple, agreeing with Rich, “Rich is right, lucky charm, your stutter is adorable.”

An embarrassed noise rumbled through your throat as you covered your reddened face. “C-can we just… like just go already?” you once again stuttered out.

God, it was utterly embarrassing when you stuttered in front of them; you thought you had beaten your stutter years ago, but it would always resurface around them. Like, that was only something that happened around Rich and Jake—like they were the only ones who could make you stutter and babble like an idiot. And they loved it when you did it, and they would always say how cute it was that they could make you stutter, which would always lead to more stuttering. It would also lead to you getting more flustered than you already were, which always made your stuttering worse and more broken up. But they fucking adored it.

They smiled at you as they knew what was running through your head. They knew it embarrassed you when your stutter would rear its head around them, which is why they always told you how cute it was. So that you wouldn’t mind having it around them whenever you got excited or embarrassed. Your stutter was something you couldn’t escape and they wanted you to accept it like Rich had accepted his lisp—which you and Jake helped him to accept.

“Yeah, we can go whenever you’re ready, lucky charm,” Jake said.

You pushed yourself away from their arms as you practically ran down the stairs and stood by the front door. “Then come on! We ain’t got all n-night,” you exclaimed, trying to bite down both the stutter and embarrassment.

Shortly, you boyfriends walked down the stairs and walked up to you. “Okay. Jakey D is gonna drive,” said Rich as they stopped in front of you.

“Works for me, let’s just fucking go,” you said, ready to get out of the house. Jake and Rich both rolled their eyes at you before your taller boyfriend grabbed his keys from his pocket and ushered you outside.

You and Rich settled into the backseat of Jake’s car, since your short boyfriend opted to stay in the back to keep you company. The moment you all got settled in your seats, Jake started to car and pulled away from your house. “What do my two honeys wanna listen to?” asked Jake.

Taking a minute to think, Rich eventually shrugged, answering, “It doesn’t bother me what we listen to. Anything (y/n/n) wants.”

“Why do you put this on me every time?” you asked.

Jake chuckled and said, “Because you don’t much care for songs on the radio, babe. Too sexual and objectifying is what you call them.”

“They are! All they ever talk about nowadays is fucking sex, drugs, and alcohol. And occasionally do they write songs to start beef between one another,” you said. “But, I don’t care, we can listen to the radio.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Jake turned on the radio. “Okay then, lucky charm, radio it is,” he said. With that being dealt with, the car filled up with music that you honestly could have cared less about, but you weren’t going to complain. You genuinely didn’t care what music you listened to at that moment. You had completely zoned out as you watched the world pass by from the car window.

Rich looked over and saw that you were completely gone, so he hatched an idea. It was an idea that was essentially part of your poly relationship at that point.

Making out in the backseat. It was a hallmark of the relationship between the three of you. Whenever you would drive, Rich and Jake would make out in the backseat of your car; whenever Rich would drive, you and Jake would make out in the back; and whenever Jake would drive, you and Rich would make out in the back. It was like tradition, not that either of you three minded, it was kind of like teasing the one driving and that is why you all periodically switched who drove.

Anyways, Rich decided to get your attention by placing a hand on your thigh and began stroking small strides up and down your thigh. “(Y/n)~” he all but purred out in a low whisper.

The warmth on your thigh snapped you out of your dazed-off state and you looked over at Rich. Having heard him purr out your name, you answered, also in a purr, “Yes, Richard?” Because you weren’t stupid, even though you had spaced off, you knew the routine. The tradition.

He smiled at you and said, “How about you come over here?” Rich then pulled his hand away from your thigh and motioned for you to come to him. There was an empty middle seat between the two of you because Jake hated when someone sat in the middle seat—unless the car was packed, then he dealt with it.

You winked back at him as you unbuckled your seatbelt and scooted over to him, squeezing yourself as close as you could so you wouldn’t block Jake’s vision from the rear-view mirror. “Okay, I’m here,” you hummed, “what now?”

Rich wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you impossibly closer to him as he spoke with a gigantic grin, “Oh, I’m not sure, maybe we should kiss or something?”

Smiling at him, you place a hand on his chest and replied, “Oh really? Should we? Do you deserve my kisses?”

His other hand covered your hand on his chest as he looked into your eyes, saying, “Of course I deserve them, babe. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because you were a peeping tom earlier,” you said with a sly grin.

Rich sighed and apologized, “I’m sorry I busted into your room earlier, babe. You know I didn’t mean to seem like a peeping tom. Plus, why would I be when I can just ask to see you naked?”

“Hmmm… good point. I forgive you, Richie. Now,” you said leaning towards his face, “how about those kisses?”

That was what Rich wanted to hear because the next moment after you uttered that, he had pulled you into a kiss. The arm that was slung around your waist moved so that his rest on the small of your back, where he stroked it gently. Kisses with you always started out this way with Rich, not that he was complaining because once you got into a kiss, you were into it.

Ten minutes. That was how long Jake had to hear the sounds of you and Rich heavily making out in the backseat of his car. It was agonizing for him, as it usually was for whoever was driving, and he was more than happy when you arrived at the nature reserve.

Thankfully the nature reserve was pretty much open all the time. Jake pulled into a parking spot, turned off his car, and jumped out the front seat. When he yanked open the back door on his side, he was met with quite the steamy scene. One of Rich’s hand up your shirt, the other one resting on your thigh, the messy bun that your hair had been put up in was gone, you somehow had found a way to straddle Rich, and both you and Rich’s hair were disheveled. There were also red marks on your neck that may or may not later form hickeys.

Jake just stared at you two, blinking slowly in disbelief, his mouth clenched in slight irritation. Irritation not because you two had done that as he was trying to drive, which was difficult when you both started making noises as kisses were planted on other places on your bodies; no, he was slightly irritated because he had not been able to join. To be the one giving the kisses and receiving the kisses; he had not been able to spoil both of you the way you spoiled each other while he drove. “Really?” came his low voice.

Rich’s hand had retreated from under your shirt and he said, “Sorry Jakey, but you know it’s tradition.”

You laughed and said, “Rich is right, Jakey dear, it is tradition!”

A smile formed on your taller boyfriend’s lips as he nudged his head signaling to get out. “I know it is, but I fucking hate it when I miss the opportunity to spoil you both with kisses,” he said in an almost pouty voice.

Both you and Rich got out of the car and you said, touching Jake’s shoulder, “Look, there’s plenty of time to do that later, you know. But first, let’s go on this walk, yeah?” Your boyfriends nod at you and the three of you walk into the nature reserve.

Okay, so I lowkey forgot where I was gonna go with this, so I’ll probably make a part two of this, but here it is!!! Wohooo! I hope it’s good, it’s literally my first thing is Jake and Rich and I hope I got their personalities right because if I didn’t then fuck me running with a chainsaw.

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Studying and Togetherness

DigiOTP Week 2017

Prompt: College AU Pairing: Takeru/Wallace/Hikari (Waltakari) Rating: Teens and Up audience Digimon Adventure, 02, Tri

I really liked writing this fic, this was another ship that I got into because of @hielorei these three are just precious together, I gonna have to write more about them in the future, please enjoy reading. (Also the gif XD Willis is basically the guy at the end, Takeru in the middle, and Kari on the right.)

Kari had entered an apartment building for the students at the university, she was here to study with her friend TK, she was having trouble with her literature and essay assignment as he smart when it came to this subject, plus she hadn’t properly hung out with him in the time they had been at Odaiba University. So they could properly catch up while he helped her study. She had just stepped off the elevator and arrived on the third floor, taking out her phone reading her texts from TK, his apartment was ‘3-F’ as she walked down the hallway until she arrived at the door. 

Kari knocked it a few times waiting for a response on the other side. Inside the apartment, it was a standard complex, a small hallway with two bedroom doors leading into living room, bathroom, kitchen, and a balcony. And inside the bathroom, stepping out of the shower was a tall male, with an athletic-build, light skin, cream blonde hair soaked from the water, along with the rest of his body, he grabbed a towel drying himself off when he heard the knocking, he grinned wrapping the towel around his waist as he left the bathroom to go and open the door.

“You forgot your key again huh?” He said assuming it was someone else as he unlocked the door instead of seeing a familiar face this girl stood on the other side. 

“Oh. You’re not…” He said as Kari’s face went bright pink with a blush as this practically naked guy, dripping wet stood where she was expecting TK. 

“I-I… Oh, my g-” She couldn’t find the words as she had to look away from the blonde. He looked confused for a second before remembering he was still just in a towel. 

“My bad.” He chuckled rubbing the back of his damp hair. “So, how can I help you?” He asked her with a smile. “I… I’m looking for TK, d-does he lives here?” She asked still looking away from the boy. 

“Oh, you must be Kari. Yeah TK lives here but he went to a store to grab some stuff… I’m his roommate Willis, nice to meet ya.” He said taking her hand and shaking it.

“N-Nice to meet you.” Kari said as she was clearly flustered as Willis just kept smiling at her.

“Well just don’t stand out there, come on in.” Willis gestured to inside as Kari just nodded shyly following him inside.

“You can just take a seat through there, while I go put some clothes on.” He winked before heading back to his room to change Kari followed his directions. as she took a seat in the living room.

“Okay, so… A naked guy answered the door. That’s not a bad start.” She spoke to herself, her blush fading down.

“He is really cute too.” She said in a quiet tone, as she then shook her head.

“Okay snap out it. I’ll just wait for TK to come back…” She said as she got out of the books and started to go through one of them.

“So can I get you anything to drink?” Willis had returned dressed in gray pants and a burgundy vest with his towel around his neck.

“Oh no, I’m fine, thank you.” She said smiling faintly as the blonde took the seat opposite to her. 

“So how are you doing today?” He asked her as she decided to converse with this boy until TK came back, and she wanted to be polite.

“It’s been pleasant, I’ve just been trying to get past this.” Kari answered referring to her essay paper. “So I asked TK if he could help me out…” She further stated.

“Yeah, he’s pretty great when it comes to writing, essays and junk like that.” The blonde stated as nodded in agreement with him.

“And you’ve been friends with him since elementary?” He asked remembering when his roomie mentioned the girl.

“Mm-hmm. Yep, we’ve friends since we were little, but after we graduated high school we sort of drifted apart, we kept in contact, always messaging and calling each other… But we’ve only met up a few times in the months we been here.” She explained to him.

“Yeah, it can be hard when you fall out of touch with your friends… But you and TK haven’t fallen out of touch, you’ve just both been busy is all.” He said to her which made her smile.

“And what about you?” The brunette asked him as just grinned, chuckling a little.

“Yeah. We really hit off on the first day…” Willis smiled thinking back to when he met the other blonde.

“He’s really great huh? Cheery, reasonable, cute butt.” The blonde said that last part slyly as Kari nodded as she then just blushed again.

“Um… W-Wait no. I mean… Well he does, but not that I…” She was getting red as Willis just grinned as he got her.

“So you agree? That he’s cute.” He asked her as she felt a little embarrassed before the young woman just looked at him and slowly nodded her head.

“Hey it’s okay, I think he’s cute too… And what about me? Do you find me irresistible?” He asked as her face went red as Willis then got up and then went over to her, crouched down before her.

“Cause you know, you’re quite the cutie too.” Willis spoke a charming manner as he gently cupped her cheek as she just looked at him.

Her eyes narrowed as she fallen for his charm, he smirked gently stroking her cheek as he leaned in close, their lips about to meet when the sound of the door unlocking was heard as TK entered the apartment, dressed in a jacket, jeans, wearing headphones as he had a bag in his hand. He locked the door behind him as he walked into the living room to see Kari and Willis, inches away from each other, her face red, as he just stood there before he then cleared his throat as they both looked at him.

“Hey…” He said weakly waving his hand, smiling as Willis grinned while Kari’s expression was the definition of flustered, as she just squealed, hiding her face behind her hands.

“Hey bro, welcome back.” Willis said in a casual manner as if nothing happened.

“Hey, Kari.” TK said in a playful manner as she just returned the greeting in a muffled manner as he just chuckled putting the bag down as he sat down beside her, gently taking her hands away from her face.

“Hi.” He said with a grin as Willis then took the other seat next to her.

“H-Hey.” Kari answered as she felt hot, the heat from her face.

“Sorry I took so long, I just needed to pick up some snacks for our study session, and I hope you don’t if Willis joins in.” TK said as she looked at Willis who just winked.

“Y-Yeah, sure thing, I d-don’t mind.” She said as Willis chuckled as he then got and sat in-between TK and Kari, throwing his arms around their necks pulling them close.

“Cool! This gonna be fun, I already feel like that is gonna be the start a beautiful friendship…” Willis eagerly said as he then kissed Kari’s cheek making her cheeks turn pink, he then turned to other male and kissed his cheek making him giggle. Kari just stared at them before awkwardly smiling at them

Soon time passed as the three college students were at the table, it was covered by their books, papers, and empty packages, and cans, it had been a few hours since they started their study session. Kari had felt a weight lifted off her as she had made progress with the essay thanks to TK and Willis was helping relieve her stress with his jokes and teasing, while they were working they had been talking and getting acquainted with each other.

Kari learned that Willis was originally from Colorado, and he and his mother had moved to Japan during his high school years, he was very popular and was a friendly guy, and a flirt to say the least. And Willis, in turn, learned more about Kari, that she had met TK through her older brother, and the fun times she had with their childhood gang of friends. He was glad to see that they were getting along, his childhood friend and recent friend, smiling warmly at them.

(2 years later)

Willis had just placed three boxes down in his new living room, he was wearing just beige colored pants, he didn’t need a shirt due to the hot weather, as he had an iced pop in his mouth. He had just moved into this new bigger apartment for his last two years of university. The American looked around the room filled with all their boxes, it was just then Kari walked into the room, she was wearing a pink shirt, yellow skirt, and long pink stockings.

“TK’s just coming in the last box, that’s it. We’re officially moved in.” Kari said as she wrapped around arms around his waist, hugging him from behind.

“Yep, there is a lot of stuff. We can leave for a bit and go get something to eat.” Willis said smiling at the young woman as she kissed his cheek softly.

“That sounds good.” TK’s voice made them both look back as he stood in the doorway holding the last box as he placed it down on the ground.

“I gonna need like… Four sodas, and an ice cream.” The blonde groaned as he then went over to them as he leaned in close to Willis taking the other end of Willis’s ice cream pulling it out of his mouth as he started eating it.

“Oh no, just help it yourself, it’s alright.” Willis said as TK just pushed his forehead against his boyfriend’s who just chuckled as did Kari.

“There are some pops in the fridge you know?” The brunette said teasing the boys as Willis just looked at her.

“Yeah but that was the last orange flavored one.” Willis said looking at TK who just pouted as the American just smiled deciding to let it go.

A few minutes later the three of them were the ground, sitting together, each eating an ice pop, with Kari and TK sat on each side of Willis. SInce meeting Kari, he had become close with her and becoming closer with TK as the three of them entered a relationship together a year ago. They were a good combination of friends, and lovers they were equal to each other,  it was a little strange at first for Kari, having two boyfriends but she was happy.

TK had been trying to find out how to deal with his feelings for Kari and Willis, and this seemed to make easy for him. Living with Willis was interesting he was always flirting with him, teasing him and trying to proposition a few times, when they first met they ended up kissing which made him a little confused when it came to his childhood crush with Kari. But now those feelings were long gone, he had the two most important people that by his side.

Willis was content with this outcome, he had been this close to two people in all his time in university and in high school, if only he had met these two back during high school or even sooner, but it didn’t matter now. The blond then wrapped his arms around the two holding them close, he gave Kari an Eskimo kiss and TK started to kiss his neck and chest, as he then reached over to the brunette as he kissed her cheek, they all giggled as they just continued to lay there.