#i need to reread it and then my beta can give me a green light

[jekacatrina]

I celebrated AO3 being back up by reading like 10 Bakudeku fics before breakfast and I loved it!

Also, next chapter of Nobody Else is finished, thanks to Hozier (Love you, babe) and here's a small sneak peek:

Huh, would he look at that? His breath caught in his throat as Kacchan covered Izuku’s fist gently. “I win.”

Izuku wasn’t so sure that was the case. The outcome of a Jankenpon had never been so irrelevant to him. He truly didn’t care about who got two of the three, since he was winning either way. Especially since Kacchan hadn’t let go of his hand yet.

Look at this guys, I'm back at it with the longing!

[tiny-maus-boots]

The Howl pt 11

A/N: Thank you all so much for your kind words. Thank you for those that read and say nothing but do drop kudos. Thank you for those that read and reread even if you never say a word or send kudos. Thank you for those that even bothered to give it a chance. 

Biggest thank you to my bestie and beta because she made it better. And posts all the things. @chloes-yellow-cup

11.

Stacie was careful not to react with the sudden rush of anger at the news. It wasn't Aubrey's fault, she knew that, and really she hadn't blamed her in the least. But it was information that could have been shared sooner. Something she felt she should have known as soon as Aubrey realized there was tangible proof of who had taken Wade from them. The blonde waited patiently for Stacie to say or do something making her realize she hadn't even blinked.

“Why didn't you tell me you knew who did it?”

“Because I do not know who did it and I didn't think you would appreciate the news at the moment I learned of it, considering the attendance of your pack.”

She let out a sigh and nodded. That was fair, the timing had been wrong and after... The wolf rolled her hips in a slow grind against the woman under her, smiling at the way Aubrey rose to meet her. But they really couldn't afford to keep distracting each other while talking about serious things. Stacie slid to the side and propped her head up on a fist.

“But you have suspicions.”

Aubrey rolled to face her and nodded slowly. A slight furrow wrinkled the vampire's brow as she considered all the possibilities. “There are three of my blood here. Myself, my father, and my aunt but it can be none of us.”

Stacie wasn't so sure about that. She trusted Aubrey but she couldn't extend that trust to other vampires. One dark brow came up in question and she reached out to take Aubrey's hand and place it against her chest.

“Aubrey if you think you know who it is please...”

“I don't. I swear it can't be us. This type of illness can only come from a vampire that was made by bite not one that was born. None of us were bitten.”

Stacie's eyes dropped to the bite she'd made on Aubrey's shoulder, the edges were already starting to knit together where it had been shallow. She dipped her head, leaning forward and brushed butterfly light kisses over to buy herself some thinking time. She believed Aubrey without question but she didn't understand enough of vampire culture and lore to know how this could even happen.

“So how is this possible?”

Aubrey hesitated and brought her hands up to cup Stacie's face. She guided the wolf up until they were nose to nose again. It was clear that the vampire was making a conscious effort to be completely honest with her mate and Stacie respected it. Admired the courage and boldness of it even though it was giving up a lot of tightly held secrets.

“It would be possible if we had sired a vampire but...I swear Stacie, we don't have any bitten vampires in our line. There haven't been for as long as I have been alive and then some.” Stacie bumped her forehead lightly against Aubrey's in acceptance of what the blonde was saying. Still. There were questions. The vampire traced her jaw lightly with a delicate touch as she worked through all the other possibilities. “If there is a bitten vampire it would have be either very old, or very new. Though how I could have missed someone turning a human...”

Stacie had to smile at the way confusion made Aubrey's nose crinkle just a little. It was fucking adorable and she raised her head enough to be able to kiss the bridge of her mate's nose. Okay so this new information narrowed down the chasm of unknowns they were facing. She rolled to her back and stared up at the constellations carefully painted on her ceiling. It had taken her weeks to create the perfect night sky canopy and while the Sistine it was not, it gave her a sense of peace and wonder that helped her puzzle out heavy thoughts.

“So let's take age out of the equation here. If there was going to be a bitten vamp from your line it could only come from one of three people. One in a box.”

“One in your bed.”

“And one with everything to lose.”

Aubrey flopped onto her back with the weight of that final revelation. She suspected that the vampire had already considered this option but was hesitant to accept it. It couldn't be easy for her, working through all this and having to choose sides. Stacie herself had never stayed anywhere long enough to really have a place or people she could call hers. Aubrey had had six hundred years with the same fucked up family...but family they were. You didn't just shrug that off for a stranger.

The vampire sat up and slipped from the bed. Stacie scooted herself up and arranged the pillows against her headboard so she could watch as Aubrey picked up her flannel and slipped it on without bothering to button it. The way she brought the collar to her nose and closed her eyes as she took in Stacie's scent let the wolf know it wasn't because Aubrey was cold. She needed a distraction and some space to process but not enough space from Stacie that she couldn't surround herself in her mate's scent and warmth.

Stacie laid there, content to watch Aubrey pad over to the shelves of books on the wall. Curious fingers stroking along the spines as she read them. A small smile playing over her features when she found a particular title amusing or familiar. She moved on to the record player and modest collection of vinyl albums shelved on a couple of planks separated by cinder blocks. The vampire pushed the power button on the turntable and moved on to flip through the records as music spilled out of speakers.

Aubrey slowed her perusal and glanced at the record player, her head tipped to one side as she listened. Her body swaying gently to the sounds of Jenny Lewis singing for Rilo Kiley. Stacie sat up and gestured to the turn table.

“It's a band called Rilo Kiley...”

“Under the Blacklight. I know it.” Her smile was a slow surprised tug of her lips as Aubrey picked up the words and harmonized perfectly. “I saw them once. In California at the Greek Theatre. Good food, good music. It was quite memorable.”

Stacie's eyes widened at that and she felt herself flop back against the pillows with a grunt. What were the odds that she'd meet someone more than six hundred years her senior with the same taste in music? Of course 'good food' probably meant concert goers Aubrey had eaten which was an even odder counterpoint to the revelation. The soft chuckle of amazement grew into an outright laugh when Aubrey found her closet and one of Redd's shirts still hanging in it. The vampire picked it up with a pinch of two fingers and padded silently to the trashcan where she deposited it with a territorial and savage smirk.

Aubrey dusted her hands off on Stacie's shirt and moved around the loft humming along as she inspected and touched everything. She stopped at the smashed television barely hanging on by the cord and frowned. The vampire picked it up and carefully mounted it back on the wall bracket. The screen was shattered in a spiderweb of cracks and the act of putting it back up was pointless because she'd need a new one anyway but it was sweet that Aubrey clearly felt badly about breaking it. The blonde stood back with a final adjustment to make it perfectly level with a satisified nod of her head.

Her mate turned and bounded to the bed, pouncing on her almost playfully. Stacie laughed and rolled trying to pin Aubrey to the bed. But just a hint of movement from across the room was enough and the flat screen fell right off the wall mount, scraping the wall all the way down and snapping the cord as it landed face down on the floor with a sad jangling crash. Aubrey froze and turned wide apologetic eyes on Stacie, her mouth working as she tried to find words adequate enough to express her horrified embarrassment.

“I..I'm so sorry...”

It was utterly fucking hilarious and she barked out a laugh before nuzzling into Aubrey's neck. “Forget it, it's the least of my worries. You're ridiculously cute by the way and I think I should kiss you now.”

“Oh. Well if you think you should, you're the Alpha.”

Stacie gave another chuckle that died away and gentled into a smile when she pulled back enough to look down at Aubrey's mildly amused face. Impossible, improbable and highly unlikely as this love might be, it was there, growing and deepening with each passing moment they shared. She didn't lean into the kiss so much as sink into Aubrey, her body fitting against her mate, all their curves meeting and hugging in all the right places. The blonde pulled back after a few moments leaving Stacie breathless and weak.

“I will find the vampire responsible, Stacie. I promise you that. Even if that trail leads me right to Amélie's feet. Just please understand, I don't do it lightly. If my aunt has caused all of this the coven will be upended. Her leadership could be contested and a new Lord or Lady may make things worse.”

There was a hesitation that Stacie didn't understand and she pushed her nose under Aubrey's jaw in a comforting nuzzle. She didn't feel any sort of deception in the way her mate was holding back, just the faint feeling of sadness echoing through their connection.

“I am not well liked and only a deep fear of Tante Amélie has kept me from my final death many times. If I burn this bridge, I burn the whole bridge to cinders for I can never go back after. If your pack doesn't accept me...I will have no home, no coven, no family...”

“You have me.” It wasn't enough. She knew that. One person couldn't be a replacement for a whole social support system. Even as she said the words she knew it would never be enough for what Aubrey was willing to give up. There was a beat of silence between them, the vampire's eyes shimmering and shifting until they settled to a serene pale green. “You'll always have me, Aubrey.”

“Then I have everything.”

The connection between them pulsed and tightened, binding them even closer. They'd give anything for each other without question or thought. Without a hint of hesitation. Aubrey raised her hand and Stacie took it, fingers lacing together comfortably. A perfect fit like everything else about them.

“So how do we do this?” How did they figure this whole mess out? “Do we just confront her outright?”

“No.” The single word spoke volumes and Aubrey shook her head as much to clear her mind as to show she was against the idea of that. “There is a reason she survived a nest of revenants when others did not. Amélie is a fearsome fighter and one of the eldest. Direct confrontation would be death.”

“So what do we do?”

Aubrey bit her lip as she thought things through. There were so many layers she didn't even know where to begin pulling them back. Stacie was more of a direct confrontation type of girl, she didn't really get the intricacies of politics and intrigue. A fact that she had only recently come to realize was costing her a connection to her pack and her tenuous hold over it.

“We would need to convince the coven that is possible for her to have sired a vampire that is now ill. It is no secret that I have been tracking the revenants so there is some credibility to stand on. But our proof...”

“Is non existent. How do you prove a scent long gone?”

It was impossible and Stacie was starting to feel the weight of the task ahead of them. If they couldn't prove anything then all they were managing to do was put targets on their backs, and the backs of every one in Gustavus. Potentially, it could all blow up in their faces.

“Maybe...we don't. If we can create enough doubt it will push some of the elders to call for a test of bloodlines. A judge, usually the best of our trackers, would be selected and all the vampires, pure and bitten would be bled. A simple but crude way to see if our family has been keeping secrets.” Aubrey gave a soft hum, her hand squeezing Stacie's lightly. “But I wouldn't trust any vampire selected judge. There is too great a chance that Tante could bribe their silence or worse, one of the others could buy lies. It would be too easy to frame another for a centuries dead grudge, of which there are many.”

“What about an impartial one? Would they trust the nose of a wolf?”

Maybe. There was a shot, if they could get the vampires to trust them enough to sniff out the culprit. But if they did then it would definitely lead to Aubrey's aunt and after that she didn't know what would happen. Would the vampires handle it themselves? Would any of this free Aubrey from her obligation to her coven or get Wade justice?

“Any wolf? No. A wolf queen? Perhaps. But we alone can't walk into the catacombs. We'll be slaughtered. We need the strength of your pack behind us, preferably furry.”

Which required them to trust Aubrey. The air rushed out of her lungs and she weighed the consequences of going in without a pack at her back. A few would come but not enough and it would be a massacre. And could they buy enough time for the full moon to have a show of force? Aubrey nudged her gently onto her back and tucked her body along the length of Stacie's side.

“You think your coven is going to wait until the next full moon?”

“Vampires don't agree to anything quickly. They will take some time to decide to meet, I have no fear we can negotiate for a full moon parley. I worry though that your pack...”

“Our pack.”

Aubrey stayed silent at her immediate correction but dipped her head in surprised thoughtfulness. Stacie frowned at the way the vampire seemed to squirm under her gaze and she tucked a finger under the blonde's chin to lift it gently.

“They'll never accept me Stacie. Not as your mate, not as your equal. There is nothing I can do to make it otherwise because I will always be the parasite in their midst. Nothing more than a tick to be tolerated, it is a role I am quite accustomed to.”

The wolf in her raged at the injustice of Aubrey's words because she knew there was a possibility they could be true. But Stacie had faith in something more than just their relationship. Something had brought them together, then, at that juncture in time. A bond unlike anything before it for either species because she and Aubrey were different, anomalies even for their kind, that had to mean something. Power roared through her and tumbled down their connection to fill Aubrey with the warmth of her wolf.

“You're my mate, my chosen. It won't be easy but I trust them to see you as I do. You just have to play by their rules.” Aubrey's lip curled and she let out a low warble of a snarl. Stacie kind of liked the rebellious streak and chuckled with a slight shake of her head. “I know. Rules are the pits and I'm not gonna lie, what we've got to do is gonna suck.”

Aubrey perked up at that and nipped at the swell of Stacie's breast. “I'm good at that.”

“Baby...you're the best at that.” Her whole body clenched at the memory of Aubrey's fangs sinking into the flesh high up on her inner thigh as she fed. “But I'm serious. They're gonna force a mating hunt on the blood moon because even I can't fight the shift the first night.”

“The first night?”

“The effects of the blood moon last three nights for us.” The tiny furrow of concentration pulled between Aubrey's brows then smoothed away as if it had never been. Stacie's brow came up in question. “What'cha thinking there, Machiavelli?”

Aubrey blinked at her and made a face. “He wishes.”

Stacie opened her mouth to say something then closed it with a click not quite sure which question she was dying to know first. Did that response imply that she had known him, or that...she currently knew him? Too many mind boggling questions were suddenly crowding her brain making it hard to think past the fact that her forever girl was really fucking old.

“I think I would like to know more of this mating hunt before I share my thoughts. If...if that is alright with you?”

Fair enough. Stacie smiled and wrapped her arms around the blonde trying to mentally prepare for explaining a wolf hunt like that. It was one of those things she'd always hated about pack law and the fact that she was going to have to do what she'd had never agreed with was giving her a little anxiety. A cool hand smoothed over her collarbone, fingers stroking gently. It was comforting and helped her slow the sudden racing of her heart.

“Mating hunts are what packs do to ensure that the strongest of us survive. In a female's case we run as far and as fast as we can to the deepest parts of the woods. When the moon rises all the eligible wolves, mostly males, shift and track us. They hunt and fight among themselves until someone gets the girl.” She said it with as much dispassion as she could muster but truthfully the whole thing made her sick. There were no choices in mating hunts, there was only instinct and the brutality of nature. There was no control! “After that the urge to mate is impossible to ignore. The pack has to honor the rules of the hunt, the winner is mate.”

Silence filled the space around them before Aubrey spoke quietly. “Do you have no say in the matter?” Stacie didn't say anything and she felt Aubrey's understanding slow nod. “And I assume I would have to hunt with all the other would be suitors, leaving me alone against who knows how many vampire hating werewolves. Oh that's IS going to suck.”

If Aubrey didn't make it...if anything happened to Aubrey...it was all very risky. They could lose everything with a gamble like this. Was it really worth the risk of a wolf getting to her before Aubrey did? And if Aubrey made it...could Stacie force a shift?

“It's a lot...”

“I'll be there.”

“Aubrey, things could go wrong. You cou...”

Aubrey's thumb traced her bottom lip in a soft caress. “Nothing will stop me from getting to you. I am your vampire but you are my wolf. We chose each other in a world where we are given none to make. I dare someone to take it from us now.”

Her heart fluttered at the slow shuddered beat from Aubrey's chest. As irregular and sluggish as it beat, she knew that beat was all for her. Stacie brought their lips together in a deep kiss, needing to share the desperate, consuming fire in her heart. Maybe it wasn't a perfect plan but they had something more than they did an hour ago. And if they pulled it off...

Aubrey nipped at her chin and pinned her to the bed, hunger rising and flooding their bond. Stacie gasped and gripped the sheets tightly in her fists as teeth found a home in her neck. If they pulled this off, no one would dare challenge their union or their choices again.

It could be a new world order...

She wasn't sure which of them thought it or if it even mattered. This was their life now and they would rule it as they saw fit.

[writingwithadinosaur]

“V-Day Reunion” - Part 2

“V-Day Reunion” - Part 2

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Eggsy Unwin x Reader

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Key: Y/N = Your Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color

Warnings: Emotions, Violence, Cursing. Let me know if I missed anything, please!

Summary: You and Eggsy were each other’s go-to for everything. But when a robbery goes wrong, you are given a chance to restart. In doing so, you have to say goodbye to your old life. That is, until even more shit hits the fan.

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- DreaSaurusREX

Over the course of two weeks, you and the boys planned out how the job was gonna go. You and Jamal went in one day, and acted like interested customers. The two of you made sure to go into every room you could without being caught in order to get a good idea of the layout and how to go about everything. You were the one who came up with most of the plan:

You, Eggsy, and Jamal would be the three to go in. There was a security system that seemed pretty basic. The boys would be the ones to steal whatever they could find or thought they could sell, while you focused on making sure the security system stayed unlocked and got access to the main account. The entire job should only take about 10 - 15 minutes at most. Then you three would be out and on your way.

Seemed simple and easy enough to do.

It was around 2AM on a Monday night when you three walked up to the storefront.

“‘Kingsman Tailors.’ Even sounds posh.” You said under your breath as you used your burner phone to quickly hack into the security system. Once you got the green light, you opened the door and the three of you started working. You didn’t even hear the boys opening the registers or doing anything, your entire focus was on your phone screen and your laptop near the back of the shop.

Your phone was connected to the security system even more solidly thanks to a simple micro USB cord that plugged into the inside of the main power panel and your phone. You didn’t care if any data was taken from your phone because it was just a burner cell, so it didn’t really have any information in it. Your laptop was the main show.

Within the first few minutes, you realized how difficult this was going to be on your end.

“For a tailor shop, this place has some fuckin’ impressive systems.” You called out without taking your eyes off the screen. You were working your way past the firewall when Eggsy’s hand was on your shoulder to let you know he was there. He watched over your shoulder as your fingers typed out strings of codes.

After a solid 5 minutes of typing, you put in one last code and you were shown a screen that you had seen before. It was a simple screen that showed the possible actions you could take: Security, History, Accounts, Vault, and Agents.

“God you are fuckin’ brilliant, (Y/N)!” Eggsy excitedly whispered in your ear before pressing a kiss to the side of your head. You smiled and waved him off.

“Yes yes, I’m amazin’ and you all would be lost without me. Now go finish your end of this so we can get the hell out of here once I get through.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He started to walk away when you felt him come back. “I honestly don’t know where I’d be without you.” He moved your chin so that he could press a kiss to your lips before going back to help Jamal.

Refocusing on your task, you reread the different tabs: Security, History, Accounts, Vault, Agents.

“‘Agents’? The fuck do they mean by that? Fuck it. I don’t have time. ‘Vault’ it is.”

You clicked on that tab and began decoding yet again. This one was trickier than the impressive firewall. That being said, you pulled out an older code and it worked magic on the locks. The vault opened and you could see the amount of revenue Kingsman Tailors made up to date.

You were about to start draining some of that money when your phone’s screen began to flash red.

“Guys! We need to fuckin’ go. Now!” You shouted, panic very evident in your voice. Eggsy was by your side in a second. Even though you were scared, you couldn’t bring yourself to move.

“Why? What’s goin’ on?!” Eggsy was looking at your laptop to try to find the problem. Then he saw your phone blinking. “Shit. Jamal, c’mon man!”

Jamal and Eggsy started to zip up their bags full of whatever they grabbed and get ready to book it. It was then that you got an idea. You quickly clicked out of the “Vault” tab and entered the “Security” tab. You began an attempt to hack back into their system through your laptop. If you managed to do it, you could buy another couple of minutes to try to finish up and let the boys escape.

“(Y/N/N), c’mon!” Eggsy was trying to lift you up by your shoulder but you pushed him off.

“No! Let me finish!” Eggsy looked at what you were doing know and shook his head.

“No, babe!  Even if you can get in, police are on their way! We are fucked if we stay here!”

“I know.” You said quietly. Eggsy gave you a look as he realized what you were doing.

“No. No! Abso-fuckin’-lutely not, babe! You are coming with us right now! You’re not stayin’!”

“If I stay behind and do this, I can buy you guys enough time to get out safe with what you got and then try to get some of the money into our accounts.”

“You said we had to stick to the plan. What th--”

“Gary Unwin, I am not arguing with you right now. Fuckin’ get out now!”

Jamal was by the door. The three of you could hear the sirens. They had to be about a minute or two away. Jamal yelled to you two, not hearing what was going on. He ran towards Eggsy and grabbed his arm. Eggsy looked between the door and you before lunging to give you a deep kiss.

“You better come back home in one piece. No more stupid shit.” Eggsy held your face in his hands as you nodded.

“I’ll do my best. No more stupid shit. Now get the fuck out of here. Both of you!”

Jamal didn’t need to think twice before grabbing Eggsy and bolting through the door and down the street. You couldn’t unsee the pained look in Eggsy’s eyes. You felt bad, but you know that he would have done the same thing for you or for any of the boys. It's better for one person to go down rather than the whole team.

You finished hacking into the security system on your laptop, you quickly got back into the vault and transferred £15,000 into Eggsy’s account. You were typing a message to text to Eggsy from your regular phone when the door of the tailor shop burst open and three policemen ran in, aiming their guns right at you.

As soon as you pressed send on your message, the police found you in the back of the shop with your laptop on the ground and your phone in your hands.

“Freeze! Do not move!” One of the policemen shout. You had only run into the police twice before, but this time felt more serious.

From where you were sitting on the floor, you had two options, you could either go quietly with the police or try your luck on escaping through the back door and hope to find a decent hideout.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck…” You muttered to yourself. You knew this would probably end badly, but you had to make a run for it. The thought of prison scared the shit out of you. You quickly shot up and made a b-line to the door.

“Hey! Stop!” One police officer shouted at you. Another talked into his walkie.

You made it out the door and found yourself in an alleyway. You hesitated on which way to go. Facing toward your right, you saw two officers running towards you.

“Guess I’m goin’ left!” You thought before your legs caught up with your brain and you were on your way.

“Stop! Or I will shoot!” One of the officers threatened. A whole new wave of fear rushed through you, causing you to stop in your tracks. Your breathing was labored not only from the running, but the fear of being shot. You could hear the officers getting closer.

Quickly looking around, you saw there was a small cut through just a few feet away. There was also a ladder leading to the rooftop of a building. You chose to dash to the shortcut. Before you could make it three steps, you felt a burning pain go through your non-dominant arm as you fell face forward onto the pavement.

Before you could attempt to lift your torso off the ground, you were pushed down. Your arms were painfully jerked backward and you felt cool metal snatch around your wrists. The police officer was saying something, but you couldn’t focus. Between the pain in your arm which you determined to be a gunshot, and the pain of being pushed on the ground, you felt the world around you fade out.

“Goddamnit. I should have just kept moving. I should have just left with the boys. Now I don’t know when I’ll see them again. Eggsy. Oh god! I--”

Your thoughts were interrupted as two sets of hands lifted you up. It wasn’t until you were lifted to your feet that the pain amplified and you felt yourself falling into darkness. The police had called an ambulance, but you had blacked out well before they got there.

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