#i suck at drawing different emotions besides happy but at least hes cute

[riverstone21]

Cute bastard

[poppy-metal]

so uh,,,,this ended up being alot softer then i was expecting LMAO.

Bully!eren x reader

Cw: not alot, some smut at the end. Tame for me but i was in my FEELINGS okay.

Word count: 2.3k

The familiar sleek black of erens benz pulls up to the side of your house as you walk home from a late night trip to the grocery store, pints of ben & jerrys ice cream in the bags, as well as several other snack items one might munch on to cram for an exam, which is what you planned on doing. 

You side step more onto the sidewalk when he pulls up beside you, still driving just slow enough to match your pace. He rolls down the window, jerking his head, “Just the girl i wanted to see,” he drawls hooking his arm out his window to lean out a little, he grins, “its fate” 

You scrunch your nose up and scoff “Stalking is another word for it, jaeger”. You look him over suspiciously, “you wanted to see me?” 

He rolls his eyes. He’s wearing aviator sunglasses, pushed up his forehead. Loitering in front of your house like this, you’re aware of how different the worlds you live in are. Everything about eren is expensive, from his car to his sunglasses to his clothes, even the way he smells, the cologne he wears, all tells how important he is. Meanwhile here you are in your oversized hoodie and leggings, hands full of stuff you’d bought from the convenience store, prepared to spend your night busting your ass to even stay in the college you had to claw your way to get into, wherein he had gotten in without even trying. You’re not self conscious, at least not usually. You’d never yearned to be apart of erens world too terribly, and it was eren who always sought you out, not the other way around, when there was plenty of rich girls right up his alley and status that would be glad to be with him and yet here he was at 11pm at night. You try to push down the way your heart flutters at that fact.

“Uh huh. Get in the car, bambi, m’taking you somewhere” his teeth are a flash of white against the night, promising trouble, as always. Your grip on your bags tightens, as does your heart in your chest. You glance away, “i have to study” 

“Study?”

Your brows pinch together and you hold up your bags “Not that you’d care, jaeger, but some of us have to actually study to achieve our goals. I can't entertain you tonight, im busy” 

Eren doesn’t look put out in the slightest, glancing down at your bags with casual disinterest“You dont need to study”. And then he looks up at you and meets your eyes, your breath catching, they look closer to the shade of seaglass today. “You’re smarter than anyone i know, ___, and i know alot of people. Whatever you want to pass? You’re already there. Just come with me, please”  

Your eyes widen and your heart spasms in your chest, caught off guard by the raw honesty in his voice. He has moments like this, where he usually teases you and gets under your skin but sometimes he says something that makes everything in you jolt. Its not fair. Its confusing and it messes with your head, makes it fuzzy, weakens you and makes you do things you’d never do with a clear mind.  

You wish you could fight it, wish you could roll your eyes and tell him no and do what you need to do. But you don’t. Huffing you say, “Ugh, fine. Just let me put this stuff up, my ice creams probably already a puddle by now” you turn and rush up to your house, ears burning when you hear him call out, “Thatta girl!” 

You try not to put everything away to hastily, thinking he ought to squirm just a little, but even you can’t deny the eager buzzing under your skin. When you clamber into the passenger seat of his car eren turns to grin at you as he flicks his sunglasses back over his eyes. “Knew you’d see reason, bambi”. You roll your eyes at the nickname, crossing your arms over your chest as you side eye him warily, “where are you taking me jaeger, is this a kidnapping?” 

“Not a kidnapping when you want it, sweetheart”, eren says, putting his arm around the back of your seat as he backs up his car to make a uturn. You dont know if the flustered leap in your chest is from the petname or the way his forearm looks flexing, the cords in his neck prominent as he looks behind him for any oncoming cars. “Just trust me, yeah? You’ll like it” 

You sink in the seat, trying to get away from the warm heat of his arm so close to you, but hes taking it away soon enough, only to draw your attention again to the way his hands look steering the wheel. His hands….You turn to look out the window, opting for silence, because you feel like you’re about to lose your mind. This car is just so..him and its overwhelming your senses. It smells good, it smells like him, his cologne wafting all around you. The sleek interior of his car is crisp, clean, sharp, and just so richboy it feels surreal. You haven’t been in his car before. 

Eren seems okay with the silence though, tapping his finger idly against the wheel as soft music plays from the radio. Its strangely peaceful, actually. Before you know it, the whirring of houses and neighborhoods and highway turns into palm trees and sand. You sit up straighter, coming out of your daze when you realize eren is pulling his car into the sandy bank by a large body of water. The beach. You haven’t had a chance to go here. 

The water looks like black at this time of night, there are no waves, just sparkling dark abyss that stretches out for ages and ages, glittering under the moonlight. There are no other cars parked close to you so its just you, eren, and the sea. 

You spend quite awhile gawking at the ocean before you come to your senses and turn to face eren. He has his elbow propped on the wheel, chewing idly on his thumb as he peers at you from over his sunglasses. A small smile is playing at his lips as he watches you. 

You gape, “What…” 

“You’re cute when you’re excited, you know” his voice is low, dropped in that way that makes your toes curl in your shoes. You ignore the way your heart skips at his words, probing him, “Why did you bring me here, ren?” 

He turns to face forward, flipping the radio off so theres no background noise between the two of you. Taking his sunglasses off the folds them and puts them on the dash, sighing as he watches the ocean from out the windshield, gnawing on his lips. Tap, tap, tap, his fingers on the wheel go as you wait for him to speak. “Last week,” he starts, glancing at you, “When we had to do those presentations in class about places we feel at home..you talked about the library” 

He laughs under his breath like its some kind of endearing joke, shaking his head a little. You dont speak. “The library is where i first saw you, you know? I mean, before all this, before i..talked to you, i noticed you before you ever noticed me.” A small secret smile plays on his lips, “You were reading ‘percy jackson and the lightning thief’, and you haid your hair in pigtails. Your glasses were way to big your face. My first thought was ‘wow she looks like an owl’, but then i saw you laugh at something on the page and my second thought was ‘i want to know her’. We were in middle school.” 

Green eyes connect with yours, “You still go there, i know. But anyway..this is. My place, i guess”. He purses his lips “i figure since i'm always intruding on your little sanctuary , i’d let you see mine” 

You take everything he just said in. He’d known about you, noticed you, since middle school? You hadn’t acknowledged him until sophomore year of highschool, hadn’t spoken to him since senior year, when this tug and pull had first begun between you two. You remembered that day, your mother wouldn't buy you the series so you’d relied on constantly re-reading the books at the library. It was around that time you began to see that place as something special, too. Tucked away from the world, you could lose yourself in another's story. It was like magic. And to realize eren had been there the whole time, had glimpsed that, realized that the library was your special place, that he’d even payed attention to your presentation in class at all in the first place...that he was here, showing you something of himself in return, even though you’d never asked. You’d wondered of course. 

Eren was an enigma, he was on most days, the bane of your existence. He had made your life a living hell on many occasions, but with that, he also made you feel more alive than ever before. He’d dragged you out of your bubble and challenged you to see the world beyond school and books and fiction, he raised your emotions and forced you to experience everything head on. Anger, confusion, happiness, anxiety, thrill, lust and…

You look at him. The way the moonlight curls into the car like a kind of mist, making his eyes look absolutely beautiful. The soft wave to his brown hair, his eyelashes, everything about him made you ache with desire. All the time, even when you swore you hated him, you wanted him. 

“Kiss me”. Its whispered out so low, for a moment you worry he might not hear it. Its the first time you’ve asked for him, reached for him first without his taunting to guide a confession from you. With this request, filling the air between you, you’re making it known that you want him, want this. It doesn’t change anything and yet it somehow changes everything. You can’t look in the mirror and tell yourself he doesn’t occupy your mind and your heart anymore. Not after this. 

Eren seems to realize this too, his intake of breath letting you know he heard you loud and clear. “__..” he says, inching closer. His eyes, dark now, are so very hungry as he closes in. In a moment his lips, soft, so soft, are on yours. You sigh into his kiss, opening for him easily when his tongue glides into your mouth. His hand comes up to cup your jaw, tenderly, thumb stroking it. God, you want to eat him, you want him to eat you. The wet smack of your lips fills the car as you hungrily nip, and suck, and kiss at each others lips. 

When eren pulls back, he’s panting, hair disheveled. You don’t remember when your hands first sunk into his hair, but they must have, messed up as it is now. He looks at you like he wants to devour you, he licks his lips. “I’m gonna put your seat back,” he tells you slowly, each word dripping with finality, “im going to kiss every inch of your body and then you’re opening those legs for me and letting me inside, baby” 

You don’t have it in you to act scandalised, you know what you want. You’d basically asked for it. You just nod, never taking your eyes off his face when he reaches down and pulls the lever. And then you feel yourself being tilted backwards as the seat goes back, laying you flat. Your chest heaves with barely contained need as eren then settles above you, every clothed inch of him hovering just barely above you. 

Holding your eyes, eren lowers himself. You spread your legs easily to accommodate him, gasping when you feel his clothed cock settle right against your clit through your leggings. He rocks once, gently, against you, his hair hanging over his forehead as he looks down at you with utter want in his eyes, “Want you to feel me”, he murmurs, and rocks again, “Wanna fill you up so good, you can’t ever pretend that im not apart of you. Because, this, baby?” Another rock, a shuddered moan leaving your lips, “This is it. No ones gonna fuck you like i do, no ones gonna get inside that little head and play the games we play so well together.” 

One of his hands trails up your thigh, dipping his hand under the fabric of your leggings and pulling them slightly down, he pecks your lips, once, twice, three times. “Tell me”, he groans into your mouth, peeling your clothes off you slowly, “Tell me you understand, Tell me this is everything” 

And you tell him. Tell him through your whimpers when he parts the folds of your slick cunt with his fingers buried inside you. Tell him through your moans into his mouth when he shoves his jeans down and splits you open on his cock. Tell him through sighs of his name, when he rocks into you, licking into your mouth as he spears you open. Tell him through the way you claw your fingers down his back when starts to fuck you hard, rocking the car with the force of his thrusts. Tell him through the way you spread your legs, even wider, toes curling as he wrings orgasm after orgasm out of your tight little pussy milking him. 

“Its everything, you’re everything…” You cry out again and again, clutching onto him as he pumps you full of his cum, groaning brokenly into your neck. 

“Fuck”. He pulls back to look down at you, brushing your damp hair back from your face, still inside you. “You’re gonna fucking kill me, you little nerd” 

[thehouseoflamentation]

Wanting What Isn’t Yours (Mammon x MC x Levi) Part 2 - NSFW

For Leviathan, waking up the next morning was just as awful as trying to fall asleep. He was certain he passed out somewhere along the line last night but it still wasn’t enough to quell the restless feeling that clung to the back of his mind. He knew he’d get an earful from Lucifer if he missed breakfast so he mustered up all his energy and dragged himself off towards the dining room. As soon as he took a seat however he felt his heart sink once again. The rest of his brothers had yet to make it to the table so instead he got to sit alone and enjoy the sight of you and Mammon flirting and feeding each other breakfast. He wasn’t hungry to begin with but now he had completely lost his appetite. That should be him sitting next to you! Laughing and flirting and eating together. Why did it have to be him? Why did Mammon always get to be the center of your attention? It just wasn’t fair.

Levi could feel his grip tighten on the fork in his hand before letting the utensil fall back onto the table. He wanted you to feel the same way he felt about you but then again he didn’t exactly have much to bring to the table. If he really wanted you he would have made his intentions known that fateful night and yet here he was forced to witness everything he’ll never get to experience. Having to bottle up his emotions all while pretending everything was alright was just too much to bear. As soon as he cleared what was left on his plate he got up and trudged back to his room locking the door behind him.

He didn’t have any classes that day so he planned to binge on games and anime until his frustrations subsided. Unfortunately for him he couldn’t enjoy ten minutes of peace before he heard a knock on his door. Letting out a deep sigh he got up and opened the door only to find you standing on the other side. Knowing what went down last night he couldn’t look you in the eye. His lips trembled as he stuttered and asked you why you were here.

“Levi did you forget our chat a couple days ago? You said you were free today and wanted to try a new game with me. Are you still free right now or...”

He had completely forgotten about your arrangement but at this point he couldn’t just turn you away. Muttering a soft “Sure, come in” under his breath he let you in and shut the door. Maybe this was his chance. The two of you were finally alone in his room with no Mammon in sight. He might as well make the best of the situation and take his shot. Handing you a controller, Levi turned on the game and took a seat beside you. Soon the minutes that passed turned into hours as the two of you progressed through the game. Levi was less tense than before but he knew that would all change once he made his move.

As the game faded into a cutscene he stared at your hand just inches away from his. He could have sworn he heard his heart beating in his chest but there was no way he could turn back now. With one last deep breath he paused the game and took your hand in his before turning to face you.

“MC I know this is sudden but...I haven’t been honest with you or myself lately and I need you to know that I-I...I like you! I want more than just this pact MC, I want you... ”

As his words trailed off Levi moved closer, his forehead pressed against yours while his lips hovered just centimeters away. When he finally closed the gap he couldn’t help but take advantage of the kiss by pulling you close and wrapping his arms around you. He couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to finally kiss you but here he was living out his fantasy and it was so much better than anything he could have asked for.

Unfortunately, wanting what isn’t yours rarely ends without consequences and Levi was soon going to learn that. Just as he pulled away from the kiss, the irritated sound of someone clearing their throat caught your attention. Mammon stood at the doorway, clearly pissed at seeing his brother locking lips with his human. He took a step forward and slammed the door shut, his eyes shifting between you and Levi as he drew closer. With one quick movement he gripped Levi by the collar and dragged him away from you, forcing him onto his feet.

“Levi you bastard!!! The one day I’m out for class and you think you can just TAKE WHAT’S MINE?!??”

It was rare to see Mammon this mad but it made no difference to Levi who simply wrenched himself out of his brother’s grip before shouting back in response.

“Yeah well you KNEW I HAD FEELINGS FOR THEM TOO!! WHY DO YOU GET TO HAVE MC ALL TO YOURSELF!?!?? IT'S NOT FAIR!!!!!!”

Each of them had shifted into their demon forms by now but before things could escalate any further you jumped in between the two of them.

“STOP!!!!!!! I’m not letting you fight over something like this!! I trust both of you, I made pacts with both of you, and I LOVE both of you but if you’re just going to fight then I might as well be with neither of you!!!”

Your words shut them up in an instant. The last thing they wanted was for you to hate them so they took a few seconds to regain their composure before they did anything they might regret. They were still far from being calm but that didn’t stop you from throwing your hands around both of them, pulling them into a hug before planting a few chaste kisses on their cheeks.

“Now if you’re done making a scene maybe...we can have a little fun instead?”

Their eyes widened in shock once you said that. Mammon knew exactly what you wanted while Levi blushed at the thought of it all. Your hands slipped out of their embrace as you got on your knees in front of Levi eagerly undoing his belt while Mammon undid his own. Once they pulled their pants down you began palming them through their boxers savoring their moans as precum started to stain the fabric. Seeing you kneel in front of them got them hard in no time and soon they found themselves wanting more. After getting rid of the last piece of fabric separating them from you they each took one of your hands, prompting you to keep stroking their cocks.

“Hehe...see? Sharing isn’t so bad now is it?”

As if to prove your point you give Levi’s head a few kitten licks before doing the same to Mammon drawing out another set of moans from the boys. You could feel them getting close so you decide to ramp things up a bit. Pulling away from Levi you turn your attention to Mammon, your hands on both his hips as you suck him off. As expected it didn’t take even a minute for Levi to start whining again. Despite your effort to keep both of them happy you had to admit it was cute seeing him so needy.

“MC come on that’s not faaaaaaiiiirrrrr!!!!! Y-You said-”

Without taking your mouth off Mammon’s dick you slid your pants down along with your underwear. You were now on all fours, your slick entrance plain to see. You gave your ass a wiggle signaling Levi to get behind you.

“I’m sorry Levi, what was that about being unfair?”

You stopped servicing Mammon just long enough to tease Levi one last time before he mounted you. His hands gripped your hips before moving to squeeze your ass as he started pounding into you. You weren’t sure if it was his lack of experience or his desperation that made his thrusts so erratic but neither you or Mammon were complaining. Everytime he rammed his hips into yours you took Mammon deeper and deeper down your throat. It didn’t take long before they started reaching their limit along with you so you decided to finish them at the same time. You could feel your core tightening and when you had just barely reached your breaking point you backed your ass up against Levi’s dick taking him as deep as you could while he released inside you. You didn’t let Mammon go either as you deepthroated him and swirled your tongue against the sensitive spot just under the head of his cock. Both of them wouldn’t let you go until every last drop of their load was in you. When they finally pulled out the three of you collapsed on the floor as the smell of sweat and sex permeated the room.

Now sandwiched between the two of them you giggled to yourself before kissing each of them again, this time on the lips. They were certainly a handful but all three of you were happy and honestly what more could you ask for?

Epilogue

When you went back to your room that night you heard a knock on the door just as you were about to hit the hay. A familiar silver haired demon let himself in just as he did every other night.

“Soooo....how was my acting back there? Looked like I woulda ripped him limb from limb huh? Hehe, seeing him with you like that I just might’ve ya know!!” Mammon chuckled to himself and sighed as he took a seat on your bed.

“Well I’m glad you didn’t but in all honesty thanks again for agreeing to let him join. He seems a lot happier now or at least more than he usually does.”

“Hmp I woulda said no but I can’t really resist spoiling ya now can I? Well whatever as long as you remember who your first was then I guess I can’t exactly complain too much.”

You scooted to the side of your bed giving Mammon some space to lie down beside you and drape an arm around your shoulder. The avatar of greed could only share so much of you before he wanted you to himself again.

“So MC?”

“Hm?”

“Since he was only mad at me… I take it Levi doesn’t know about Beel joining us in the kitchen that night?”

“.........”

“I’M GONNA TELL HIM”

“DON’T YOU DARE!!!!!”

[my-arlington-academia]

Serandy and Olifael fanfic (SerenaXAndy and OlivierXRafael) part 1

Okay. I did it. I wrote it. But at what cost?

⚠️Warning⚠️ it's a stupid joke fic so read at your own risk. I don't take responsibility for what I've done. Deal with it 😂

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Andy looked at her phone and sighed again for the bazillionth time of the day. She was sitting with Alita in the garden, the young artist wanted to draw flowers. Or more accurately: she absolutely needed to for Mr. Boss's class. The topic this time around was "nature." And Alita wasn't really fond of... drawing grass and trees and whatnot, so she asked Andy to accompany her.

"You're thinking about Serena again, aren't you? When are you going to tell her?"

Andy had a crush on Serena since their first year in Arlington, they were seniors now and yet Andy couldn't gather the courage to confess her feelings.

"What's the point? Serena already has a boyfriend... Wait! How did you know I was thinking about her?!"

Alita gestured towards Andy's phone, the locksreen was a picture of the both of them. Serena and Andy smiling side by side.

"Oh... I see. I've been staring at it this whole time, haven't I?"

"Yup."

Honestly Alita didn't understand why Andy was having this much trouble telling Serena. They were friends for almost 3 years now, Serena wouldn't suddenly cut Andy out of her life just because of something like that. Alita was someone really direct, borderline shameless. Last year she photoshopped a picture of Alistair and... added maybe too much body hair to it, making him look like a werewolf. The picture made the rounds in the athletics department and the poor scholarship boy was completely mortified. It was his first year in Arlington too... When asked why she did this, Alita said: "One of my friends has a body hair kink, thought it would make her happy." To this day we still don't know who that friend is. They decided to remain anonymous so it's a mystery.

"It must be so easy for you Alita, you're not scared of anything."

Alita's hand stopped moving and she looked at Andy from the corner of her eyes. Then she got up from the bench, as if she had something really important to do.

"Well, it's not only about courage. It's also about will. You always say that you're too scared, but really? To me it just sounds like you're making excuses. You're telling yourself that it's okay if you don't tell her because you're not "brave" enough but the truth is that you're running away all the time. It's been almost 3 years now, maybe your resolve is too weak? Are you even certain of your feelings?"

Hearing all of this, Andy's mind was filling up with anger. She stood up, facing Alita.

"Yes, I am sure! Of course I am! It's true that it only started with feelings of admiration but now... now it's different. I love her. However confessing my feelings would be stupid and pointless. Do you even realize what you're saying? What am I supposed to do? Make them have a break-up? Olivier is also my friend, I don't want to be a bother... I'll just wait until..."

Andy looked down, her eyes filling up with tears.

"...Until my feelings go away. It's better this way, I won't lose either of them just because of a crush."

Alita rolled her eyes and gave Andy a tissue from her bag.

"Alright, alright... I'm sorry Andy, don't cry okay? But realistically speaking, I think that you would never lose them because of something like this. I mean, it's not like you can control your feelings. Also..."

Alita looked down at her watch, a feeling of excitement struck her as she saw the time.

"...I have to go! The last episode of that anime I told you about is airing today and I'll finally be able to binge-watch it!"

"Ah... The one from studio Tricker?"

"Yeah, that one! I've been waiting 3 months for all the episodes to air, can you imagine?! Wish it worked like Netflex where they drop all the episodes at the same time instead of once per week... Anyway! Thank you for accompanying me today! Byeeeeee!!!"

Andy stood there in the middle of countless flowers, watching Alita run towards the dorms. Maybe she was right after all? Maybe Andy was worried for nothing.

[At the same time in another place.]

Finn blinked a few times, dumbfounded by what he just heard.

"Come again?"

Rafael gulped.

"I... I like Olivier... I think."

Finn looked back at his computer and kept on editing a video he's been working on for a while now.

"Huh. Didn't see that coming. Well uh, good luck? I mean, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say here. Olivier already has a girlfriend, right?"

Rafael hung his head low and sighed in despair.

"Well that's the thing. What am I supposed to do? Bury my feelings? Last year I had a crush on Andy and now it's Olivier... I always develop feelings for my best friends."

Finn furrowed his eyebrows in worry. Then he sympathetically looked at Ralf, trying to be reassuring.

"But you know, I think that catching feelings for friends is better than falling for people you're not close with. At least you know your friends well enough and you know what you're getting into if you start dating them... But uh. Yeah. Sounds like it kinda sucks to be you right now."

"Yeah, no kidding..."

Last year Rafael tried to confess his feelings for Andy but right before he could, she admitted that she had a crush on Serena... Little did Ralf now that next year he'll fall for Serena's boyfriend.

"By the way, I'm a little curious: why do you like him? I mean, Olivier is cool and all but he's also kind of cold, isn't he?"

Rafael raised his head in utter disbelief.

"What?! I think you have the wrong idea, it is true that he can be intimidating when he's working but deep down he's a really good guy. And he's funny too!"

Finn looked like he just heard the most confusing thing in the world. Olivier? Funny? That's 2 words that should never be in the same sentence. But Finn shrugged anyway and got back to business.

"Hm. Alright, whatever floats your boat I guess..."

[Somewhere else at the same time.]

"YOU WHAT?!"

Ariel practically screamed at the top of her lungs while Serena was trying her hardest to stay composed.

"Calm down, okay? Yeah, I'm gonna break-up with Olivier today. I can't bear it anymore."

Ariel looked like she ascended to a new state of bewilderment each time Serena opened her mouth.

"You can't bear Olivier anymore? But... but...?? I don't?? Understand?? You guys always get along. Better than that, you guys are the power couple of Arlington!"

"No, you don't get it. What I can't bear anymore isn't Olivier, it's my feelings for Andy. She's too beautiful and perfect to be single. Everyone around her is so blind and I have to change that."

"...Wait a sec, I think I need to sit down."

Ariel sat down.

"Ariel, we're in the middle of a hallway."

"I don't think you understand how much I don't give a shit about that right now..."

Ariel wasn't wrong, Olivier and Serena were seen as "rELaTiOnShIp GoALs" by the whole school. And if not by the whole school then *almost* by the whole school. Serena had to think long and hard to make this decision, they had an image to uphold after all. But was it worth it? Right now, Andy was more important to Serena than anything else. Olivier was a good guy definitely, but he was also kinda weird. He always wears a cat mask with galaxy sunglasses for some reason. And he doesn't respect the Arlington dress code even though he used to be the student body president before Tadashi. He wears a black suit and a black tie, because of that a bunch of students jokingly call him the "space cat businessman." Maybe this strange appearance is a weird way for him to rebel against the whole school for not voting for him in the elections.

"Serena, why did you tell me this? What good is there in sharing that with me?"

Serena bends down to match Ariel's height and displays a sad smile on her face.

"Because I'll need your emotional support if something goes wrong."

At those words, Ariel stood up and brushed her butt with her hands to clean off the dust.

"Gotcha. I'll do my best... I'll go find a good show to binge-watch on Netflex and some delicious ice cream just in case you get a heartbreak if Andy rejects you after you dump Olivier."

Serena cringed.

"You didn't need to put it that way... But thanks, I guess."

[In another hallway at the same time.]

Today Olivier had two things to do. One, garner some info about a missing student: Nari. And two: break-up with Serena. His feelings for Rafael had grown to be too strong. He thought that he could get past them but he was wrong. He couldn't ignore them anymore. The cute coder from the pure and applied sciences department had caught his heart. Anyway, before that he had to get past step one: gather info about the disappearance of Nari. Olivier was making rounds in the school, trying to find the people who knew Nari. Or at least had heard something.

The first person Olivier talked to was Layelle... as she was carrying some weird materials to the dorms.

"What is this for? You're not about to do something dangerous, are you?"

Layelle's eyes widened in surprise but a couple of seconds later she laughed at Olivier's seriousness.

"Geez, don't worry ex-president. It's just for my skincare routine, I'm about to go help Tyler with his too."

Honestly, Olivier didn't really understand the use of a skincare routine since he always wore a mask anyway. Besides that though, this wasn't the reason why he stopped her.

"Okay, whatever. Layelle, you know who Nari is right? Have you heard of her recently?"

Layelle's gaze dropped down on the floor, Nari was one her classmates but she had suddenly disappeared a couple of months ago.

"Well, no. Unfortunately I don't think that I can help you. She was a real chatterbox so even if I wasn't in her friend group I heard a lot about her. We got along but we were mostly acquaintances rather than close friends. Sorry."

"No, no problem. Thank you for your time."

Layelle looked at the clock on the wall and gasped. Thankfully, there's clocks everywhere in Arlington so it's hard to lose one's sense of time but it's still possible.

"Shoot! I have to hurry and meet Tyler! Also, I have a birth chart reading livestream afterwards so uh. Bye Olivier!"

After this encounter, Olivier then checked all classrooms and found Daisy sitting on a table with a laptop.

"Hey, you know that you can't do that, right?"

Daisy didn't even bother looking up from her PC and answered.

"You do know that you're not the president anymore, right? No need to check up on us and boss us around."

Someone who doesn't know Daisy might think that she was trying to be witty, but thankfully Olivier knew that she was mostly teasing him. Well... it is true that he was still a little sensitive about the fact that he got his place stolen from him by someone younger and less experienced.

"Okay... Thank you for the warm greeting Daisy, as always. In any case, have you heard of Nari recently?"

This time around, Daisy looked up.

"Oh... well, not really. All I know is that she had some urgent stuff to take care of so she hasn't been coming to school for the past few months but I don't know the details."

Olivier nodded and curiously peeked at the screen of Daisy's laptop.

"Vine compilations."

"Huh?"

"I'm making vine compilations. And please don't tell me that it's a waste of my time, I already know you're thinking that really hard so no need to say it."

"Oh... Okay."

If Serena was there she would say "well, at least it's not TikTak compilations" and she's not wrong. Olivier internally laughed at the thought and kept on searching the school. The next person he came across is Reckless. She was talking with a student while shuffling some cards.

"Reckless, do you have a moment?"

"Uhh... as you can see I'm about to do a tarot reading for this lovely customer here but I haven't started... yet. So make it quick if possible."

Tarot cards? Olivier didn't really believe in that kind of thing, it also annoyed him that everytime he said he doesn't believe in astrology and tarot readings people would always say: "Oh, makes sense. You're a sun virgo haha." But anyway, that's not the point here.

"Have you heard anything about Nari? We haven't been able to contact her for a couple of weeks now. And when I say 'we' I mean the whole school."

"Ah, Nari huh? Well I've certainly heard of her but I've never met her. I don't think I can help, sorry... Oh! But if you want to I can do a tarot reading to see how she's doing! It will only cost you-"

"Okay. Cool. Thanks. And no thank you, I've only done tarot readings when Serena forced me to."

Olivier walked away instantly and he quickly found his next target: Trashy. Like Layelle she was carrying some... questionable objects.

"Is this for a skincare routine?"

"AAH!"

Trashy screamed. To be honest she was really scared of Olivier, since he was student body president before Tadashi, Trashy got herself in a lot of trouble because of her chaotic nature.

"Huh?! Uh. Well... Um..."

Trashy looked down at what she was carrying: 2 bottles of cola, one pack of mentos, some gasoline and fireworks.

"O-oh! Yeah! Skincare routine, totally! Gotta help Layelle y'know?"

Olivier harshly looked down at Trashy.

"I was kidding, it's obvious that it's not for some skincare routine. I'm not dumb Trashy. If you pull off again what you did last year I swear to god-"

"Eek! A-alright! I know it looks suspicious but I'm not gonna do anything dangerous with it, I promise! It's for research and science purposes."

Olivier still didn't believe her but decided to let it go... for now.

"Well, I'm not here to scold you so calm down okay? I wanted to ask you: do you know anything about Nari? Have you been in contact with her recently?"

Trashy tried her best to calm down but her arms were trembling under all the weight she was carrying.

"From what I know Nari has left the country. She had to fly back to Egypt for some important business but no one knows when she'll come back, so um..."

Trashy's legs started trembling too.

"C-can I go now? Please...?"

Olivier nodded and Trashy ran away from him. She was scared out of her mind of Olivier. She found him to be ruthless and terrifying... despite the fact that he was wearing a cute cat mask at all times. She couldn't even see his face so how was she supposed to know what he's thinking or in what kind of mood he is?? Thankfully she made it out alive of this one. Any person who saw her would assume that she's about to commit arson.

After that, Olivier kept on searching for more info. As he reached the entrance of the building again, ready to make another round, he saw an unusual scene: Huli and Irwins pulling on Tegan's arms.

"I like him better!"

"No way! I'm slav like Tegan so I like him better than you!"

"What does being slav have anything to do with liking someone?!"

Irwins laughed like a cartoon villain.

"Well, since you're not slav I don't expect you to understand!"

Tegan was blushing really hard and looked like he was about to die from being pulled that hard from both sides. Olivier was about to help him but Tadashi ran to the rescue faster. Thankfully he was able to resolve it all. Somehow the whole thing ended with Huli and Irwins apologizing to eachother and saying that they love eachother. They started... dating? Then a student named Lissie appeared out of nowhere and hugged the both of them. It seems like they're all in a polygamous relationship? It was so confusing. In any case, Olivier kept on going and going until he saw a girl dressed in a pom pom girl outfit. Oh... it was Hollen. Capitain of the Alistair fanclub... She was watching him from afar, admiring him while drooling. You could hear her creepily mutter: "Muscles... hehehe..." Hollen isn't a bad person but when it comes to Alistair... Oh boy is she thirsty. Olivier tried his best to turn a blind eye to the scene and kept going. Later on he came across Forest, she had her camera on and was talking to it quite enthusiastically.

"Hey guys! I got a permission from Lady A to film the inside of the school! Of course, there are some places that will be off-limits but I'll be able to show you guys a big chunk of Arlington! And-"

Forest caught Olivier staring almost immediately and pointed the camera towards him. Oh no.

"Hey Olivier! This here is the famous ex-student body president of Arlington! Say hi!"

"I don't want to appear on ViewTube, cut that part out entirely. Wouldn't it be better to go back to doing playthroughs instead of silly vlogs?"

"Geez alright. You don't gotta be so cold..."

Forest was the most famous Viewtuber in Arlington, there was a few other students who were trying to make it big but they couldn't get close to Forest's subscriber count. She was from an ordinary family but thanks to all the money she made with Viewtube, she was able to get enrolled as a regular student would: without the need of a scholarship.

[omgviolette12]

After Hours - Chapter 9

Previous Chapter

Summary: Evelyn Monroe has been a TA for professor Laufeyson’s Calculus course for four months now. He was known to be quite strict, but that never deterred her from applying for the position in order to be close to the man she had been secretly pining for. One evening, she returns to his office after opening hours… and with her bountiful luck, she walks in on something not meant to be seen.

Chapters: 9/?

Words: 2800+

Warnings: None

Tags:  @milkymaidme @dangertoozmanykids101@alexakeyloveloki @little-moonbeam-666  @marvel-ous-fics@clovermariear@lynnesm@bitchyikes@moon-child-of-a-poet, @allthecraftandthings@bubblegumspitt @shockwavee @blondekel77 @nerd–nirvana @valdemarismynonbinarylove@nightrose64 @pastelhexmaniac @iistormii

If you’d like to be added, let me know. I’ve also posted this on AO3

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After getting handsy with her professor, it was as if Evelyn were on a blissful high. She was happy, extremely so that at the time she didn’t care about the mess they made of his desk, or the roundabout way they had to take to leave the building to avoid being noticed together.

Thankfully there hadn’t been a run-in with Andrès or any other lingering students, so he was able to drive her home without incident.

Evelyn was not sure why, but she anticipated the drive to be in awkward silence, or have some sort of strange tension. This was a new experience for her, so she didn’t quite know how to act around him now. She was usually good at starting conversations out of thin air, especially with this professor of hers...but she had no idea what to say, or where to begin.

While she expected to grow more comfortable in his presence after what they did together, it seemed to have made her even shyer instead.

Strangely enough, he sensed her plight. Removing a hand from the steering wheel, he stopped the fidgeting of her fingers by giving her hands a comforting squeeze on top of her lap, “You’re oddly quiet, for someone as talkative as yourself. Is something on your mind, darling?"

His deep voice startled her from her thoughts, her senses now aware of his hand dwarfing her small ones, “Oh..I’m fine. Just, um... thinking. Nothing important.”

Evelyn didn’t want him to view her as childish or immature, which she believed her current line of thinking was. She would much rather keep her thoughts to herself than portray the image of a naive, fiddling woman that she was sure he abhorred.

Loki, however, was persistent. Whatever troubled her seemed to affect him as well, and he needed to get to the bottom of it. “Evelyn, you do know how fruitless it is for you to lie to me?”

One thing Evelyn disliked, yet admired about the man was how perceptive he was to her emotions. She felt like an open book most of the time, and she wasn’t sure she liked that yet.

Sighing audibly, she turned to look at him. His eyes were focused on the road, with a smile on his lips. It softened his features significantly, however small that smile may be. Seeing his calm demeanor affected her, prompting her to speak.

“It’s just… are we together now? Like, exclusive? It's probably a stupid question, but I wanna make sure we’re on the same page.”

He merely chuckled, his eyes gaining a teasing light, “ I did recall claiming you as my woman, yes? Or do you require more...confirmation?”

Evelyn didn’t think her face could get any redder. She pouted, her expression indignant, “Can you give a straight answer, please?”

Loki gave her hands another light squeeze, his smile widening, “It wouldn’t be any fun that way. Besides, I love it when you get all flustered. It’s quite cute, really.”

She never expected the word ‘cute’ to ever leave his mouth, nor the playful manner in which he spoke to her. If this was his version of teasing, she wasn’t sure her heart could survive the brunt of it.

“But to answer your question,” his tone grew more serious, looking away from the road momentarily to glance at their joined hands, “ It would be complicated, given your status as a student. We are indeed in a relationship, but this fact cannot be made known on campus. I am sure you know why.”

“Um...yeah, I get it. I’m still your TA, so it would make sense to keep things on the down-low. I don’t mind.”

Besides the obvious ethical reasons, she didn’t want to be hounded by jealous bitches on campus. Especially the faculty. She had seen a couple of her other professors throughout various departments interact with the man, and they all had the same little ‘I want your cock inside me, teehee!’ twinkle in their eyes.

Evelyn did, however, want to tell someone. What if she needed advice? But she couldn’t tell any of her friends on campus since they were straight-up gossiping hoebags.

I could at least tell Candice, right?

“Candice? Is that your sister?”

He turned onto a familiar street, stopping at a traffic light. He then looked at her curiously with a raised brow, “As long as she doesn’t attend the school, I don’t necessarily mind.”

I said that out loud? Again?!

“Oh! Oh, really? You don’t mind her knowing...?” She didn’t think that last thought would slip from her brain and into her traitorous mouth, but she might as well roll with the dice.

“No, I don’t see why I would. She’s going to find out eventually, so there’s no point in hiding it.”

That went... better than expected. It seemed too good to be true, so she decided to test the waters a bit more, “But, I thought you didn’t want us to be public? And she could be a bit...judgy. In fact, my whole family is...”

Especially her mother. If she found out Evelyn was involved with her professor...she’d most definitely smack her into the next century.

He pondered for a moment, seeing that the topic worried her. “Public on campus, yes. But within our own private circles, it's fine to be more open. She’s your sister, not some random friend.”

He continued to drive once more, and she could tell they were getting close to her apartment, “...And regarding your family’s possible judgement, it honestly matters little to me. I only care about what you think.”

Butterflies went haywire inside her stomach, her face heating up at his words. He only cared about what she thought? Her opinion, especially within her family, was always overlooked - so she was extremely grateful that he valued what she thought about him.

She felt a bit embarrassed, clearing her throat lightly before replying in a quiet voice, “Oh...um...thanks?” She didn’t know how else to respond, so it sounded awkward to the ears.

He only laughed, eyes glinting with amusement at her reply, “Don’t be so embarrassed, I’m merely telling the truth. Ah, here we are,”

He pulled to a stop across the street from her building, and Evelyn felt a sudden sense of loss wash over her. She didn’t want to go home already - she wanted to spend much, much more time with him now that things were different between them. She was becoming so attached already, it frightened her to a degree.

Evelyn didn’t know he was calling her name until she felt a gentle pull on her chin.

"Evelyn? I asked if you've saved my number," he looked at her concernedly, brows scrunched up.

"Huh? Yeah yeah...I think I - oh, no... I didn’t actually," she pulled out her phone to check, but then remembered that she forgot to save it from his email a while back.

“Here, allow me,” he held out his hand for her phone, for which she quickly obliged.

Loki entered his number quickly, then called his own cell to save hers.

When she went to take back her phone however, she was caught unawares when he took hold of her face to draw her into a hungry kiss. His hand moved to her neck, and the kiss quickly grew in intensity as his tongue explored the warmth of her mouth.

The kiss felt almost desperate, as if he wanted to savor her before he had to leave.

When they parted for air, his eyes were dark and narrowed.

“Mine,” he murmured against her lips, so softly that if they weren’t so close, she might have missed it.

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A few days had passed since Evelyn had last seen professor Laufeyson - or Loki, rather. She still had to get used to calling him by his first name, although she hadn't had the time to put it into actual practice.

She was still behind in several projects, and with final critiques now steadily approaching, Evelyn feared that she’d barely have time to see him in the near future, save for their meetings.

However, the next meeting they’d have would be with the other TA’s in his class to discuss grading/proctoring final examinations, so they wouldn’t be alone.

Fortunately, she did have his number - she was just...too scared to actually use it. He didn’t contact her after that night, only texting her briefly to see if she made it inside her home without incident.

But he was a busy man, so she never expected him to be an active texter anyway.

She didn’t want to seem clingy and bombard his phone with calls and texts, but she did miss his voice…and touch.

Evelyn really wanted to slap herself. She wasn’t this obsessed back when she admired him from afar - it was starting to become unnerving.

She stretched lazily in her chair, sighing softly to herself. She’d been stuck in the studio for several hours now, yet she was struggling to complete her painting because her mind was too preoccupied to focus.

Her senior painting class was meeting up tomorrow for the weekly group critique, and she wanted at least one solid work of art to show for.

She was about to resume painting, until her phone went off with a ping!

Her heart randomly started pounding, stomach warm with butterflies. Did Loki finally send her another message?

She went to check quickly, and was promptly doused with cold disappointment.

It was the group chat she had with several of her friends on the app Line, and Andrès had sent a message.

Evelyn sucked her teeth in annoyance, before checking the notification to see what he had to say.

Yaboi Andrès: Can y'all tell me if I'm tripping balls or not???

A flurry of messages pinged soon after.

Ieatass uwu: What happened? :C

Chantel24: You're always tripping balls. Stfu.

Mandydandy:  what's tripping balls mean?

Evelyn rolled her eyes. He occasionally had stupid shit to say, and the group chat always blew up her phone when he riled them up.

She was about to turn off notifications, until he sent one message that stopped her heart.

Yaboi Andrès: It's about professor Laufeyson. Y'all know him right? He teaches math in the science dept.

Ieatass uwu: Yea Eve's his TA. What about him?

Mandydandy: Fucker failed me when I took his Statistics class last year. And I'd gladly take it again ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Chantel24: Yeah, why?

Evelyn suddenly became extremely worried. He was just going to complain about failing the class...right? It's not like he heard anything that night. They were quiet, she was sure…

Yaboi Andrès: I think he's clapping cheeks in his office y'all.

Evidently, she was wrong.

Mandydandy: !!!!!!

Mandydandy:Now I know u fuckin lying.(ಠ_ಠ)

Mandydandy: Like, foreal?

Chantel24: …….

Ieatass uwu: Laufeyson of all people? How you know? Omg…

Chantel24: Explain. This better not be stupid.

Evelyn's heart began to beat uncontrollably in her chest, her hands starting to sweat. Her eyes never left the screen as she gripped the phone tighter, watching as Andrès typed a string of messages.

Yaboi Andrès: Aight so boom. Eve left her purse in his office or whatever, asked me to pick it up. I said hell no, but changed mind cuz I'm a good friend as you know. But when I went, he told me I was failing the class and all that shit. Got me fucked up.

Chantel24: Get to the point.

Mandydandy: ^^^

Yaboi Andrès: Chill, I'm getting there. Anyway fast-forward, it's night and I just got out my last class. I'm still tight as fuck, and scared too cuz I need to pass the class. So I'm like fuck it, Imma go plead my case or just drop the course.

Yaboi Andrès: I ain't know his office hours but I went anyway, and this where shit gets spicy…

At this point, Evelyn knew she had to intervene.

She started to type furiously, her fingers shaking as she did so.

Evie<3: Andrès. As his TA, I’d appreciate if you didn’t speak about him in that manner. He’s a private, proper person who wouldn’t do what you’re suggesting. Stop typing weird shit please.

It felt strange typing that, seeing as she herself caught Loki doing the exact thing Andrès accused him off. Only this time...she was the one on the other side of the door.

Thinking about it again, she felt so off. Was she a horrible person, doing something so filthy in his office and liking it?

Evelyn started to question her morals seriously in that moment, her heart suddenly unsure. She feared she may have bitten off more than she can chew, involving herself with a professor.

She anticipated awkward situations like this would be common place, and she wasn’t sure she could tackle them.

Another ping drew her attention back to the phone as she bit her lip.

Mandydandy: Eve, bless ur heart. We all know u wanna hoppity-hop on his dick too. ‘hE’s A pRoPeR pErsOn’ my ass.

Ieatass uwu:  And I oop- ⊙.☉

She became angry in that instant. Oh, if only they knew…

Evie<3: Unless you’re itching to catch these hands, I’d suggest you watch your mouth. I’m dead serious.

Yaboi Andrès: Chill, chill! It's really not that serious.

Mandydandy: I’m just fuckin with you, dang. You know I’m like this already >.>

Chantel24: Y’all are outta pocket today.

Evelyn forced herself to shut off the screen, slamming her phone a bit too harshly on the table. If she engaged them even more, she’d only make herself out to be suspicious.

When she saw Loki next, she’d have to speak to him about this. And she was not looking forward to it.

She took off her glasses to rub at her eyes tiredly, stressed from the entire situation.

I need a damn break from this shit...

Speaking of breaks, she was in desperate need for the restroom, as she was cooped up in the studios for hours on end.

She went to the only restroom outside of the studios, washing her face with cold water to help stave off the incoming headache.

Evelyn decided to just head back and get ready to go for lunch, seeing as she couldn’t find it in herself to finish painting anyway after that conversation. She hoped some food would help lift her spirits, if only a little.

As she was heading back towards the studio, she spotted two figures in the distance, a man and a woman, right at the entrance. She’d left her glasses back on her work table, so she couldn’t see clearly.

When she got closer and the figures became clearer, her heart skipped a beat once she realized who it was.

"...And these are the student studios, I'm gathering? For the seniors?"

Loki spoke to the woman beside him, whom she now recognized as her senior painting professor, who insisted her students call her by her first name - Cindy.

“Yep! We have about 15 seniors this semester, and they all share the same space, divided into cubicles that serve as their private work areas. It does get a bit cramped, but we’re working on installing more walls and expanding...”

Cindy spoke animatedly to a seemingly interested Loki, until something else caught her attention.

Sensing her presence, the woman turned her head, with Loki following suit. And as soon as he laid eyes on Evelyn, his visage immediately lost all of its tension.

Evelyn didn’t know how to react to his presence, especially since they had an audience.

“Oh Eve! Are you busy right now, by chance?” Cindy asked, her voice unusually high pitched.

She was taken aback by the sudden question, "Huh? Oh, no, not really…?"

"Phew, good! I was giving Mr.Laufeyson here a small tour of the department, but I have to head to a meeting in a few. I don't want to cut it short, so I was hoping you could take over?"

She could feel his gaze burning into her skull, and she forced herself to focus on Cindy, "Yeah, yeah! I don't mind…"

"Thank you for your help thus far, Cindy. It was much appreciated," Although Loki spoke to her, his eyes never left Evelyn's form.

Regardless, Cindy blushed visibly, “ Oh… of course! Any time you decide to drop by, please visit my office. I’ll be sure to give you a more thorough tour next time...”

And with one more nod in Loki’s direction, Cindy scurried off, leaving the two completely alone.

When Evelyn turned once more to address him, she was startled to see that he had already moved incredibly close.

He took hold of her hand without warning, and she struggled to keep up with his long legs that took them to a secluded corner in the empty hallway.

“Profess- I mean, Loki! What’re you doing here? Why -“

Her voice was cut short by the look in his eyes. They were absolutely feral, almost black with desire.

It wasn’t long before he gripped her jaw harshly with his hand, tipping her face upward before delving his tongue inside her mouth with much urgency.

??!!!

And that was the only visible thought Evelyn could manage.

[dylan-o-yumm]

Nero having an affair with a S/O who does nude portraits for a living. She finds it amusing when he just has eye sex with her until things start getting heated up.

(I’m gonna make it that Nero is single and reader is the one having an affair because Nero would never do that to Kyrie lol. Not saying that you lovely people would either but, ya know…) I should stop writing these in my “drabble format” because this is like 3k words… which isn’t a drabble haha. 

You were laying on a large white block with a thin, transparent sheet draped over your naked form that did absolutely nothing to hide your nudity. You had worked up to this particular set of photos, starting off modelling underwear and lingerie, but now it was the final stretch and you were posing nude for the camera. You were confident in your body and didn’t mind the many prying eyes staring at you in the studio, all of them seemingly entranced by your curves and the sensual poses you positioned yourself in. 

You arched your back off of the block, showing off your bottom and breasts as the large lights shined on you, hands in your hair and legs stretched out in front of you. The photographer told you a few different poses to try, some times coming over and moving you into position to what he found to be attractive. You were having fun with it, some times cracking jokes and pulling funny faces just so it wasn’t too awkward for anyone, which in return got a few laughs. It was a fun job, in your opinion, the art of it all was beautiful. 

Your boyfriend was there watching you the whole time, a proud smile on his face and a hint of lust in his eye. You could also tell he was a little upset that all these people got to see you naked when it should only be him, but he never disrespected your work or you. However, his eyes weren’t the ones you were working for. You felt a tingling sensation running down your spine every time your eyes met the white haired, blue eyed man. He was unbelievably attractive and every time you saw him, you kind of wanted to ask him to pose with you. 

He stood at the back of the room, head tilted to the side slightly as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and trailed his eyes down every inch of your exposed form. You had known him for almost two years now, since he’s your photographers body guard of sorts. Nero had told you of demons, and that there were a few after your famous cameraman for whatever reason, so he was being paid to keep an eye on him while he did his work. You only got to see him every few months though, only whenever the photographer called to tell you he was in the area and wanted to do a shoot. Nero lived in the same area as you, but you never met up when you weren’t working. 

You met him long before you started dating your boyfriend. The two of you instantly had an attraction to one another and you both acted on it, sleeping together after your first shoot with him there. And after you had a taste, it was almost impossible to stop. You were only hooking up a few times here and there, but you never turned what you had with him into anything more than just sex. There was no romance between the two of you, at least on your side. Nero had asked you on a few dates here and there, but you always politely declined, not wanting to get caught up in your feelings for him. 

When you started dating your boyfriend, you met up with Nero to tell him there was going to be no more sneakily meeting up just for sex. He respected that, though he was disappointed. You shared one last night together, almost as if you were saying goodbye… but, it didn’t last. While your boyfriend is great, and you love him dearly, he lacks the ability to please you properly in bed. So, one night you go really desperate, having done a photoshoot with Nero’s eyes on you the entire time… lets just say, you’re lucky your boyfriend didn’t attend that shoot. The two of you stayed behind, waiting for everyone to leave before you pushed him into the backroom and had his moaning your name.

You snapped yourself out of your thoughts, rolling onto your stomach to raise your backside in the air when the photographer asked you to do so. The sheet bunched up at your waist and if it weren’t for its transparency, it would have hidden your bare ass from everyone. This was a sensual shoot after all, some times you do ones with other people about body empowerment or whatever the artist desires to show through your naked form. This one was a favourite of yours however, getting to tease the young devil hunter who couldn’t keep his eyes off of you.

Nero had your attention the entire time. You made sure to not look at him too much, not wanting your boyfriend to notice your staring, but when you did glance at him, you made sure to show him how much he was effecting you. Whether it be with your eyes or how you let your hands roam sensually down your curves. He held a cute, cocky smirk, very clearly thinking some inappropriate things. He was a very easy person to read, every emotion and thought painted on his face for you to see.

After a while you found yourself wanting to relive that little moment you had with him all those months back, sneaking away to the backroom with him. However, there was always the nagging guilt that came with what you shared with Nero. You felt like a horrible person, sleeping with another man when you’re in a committed relationship with someone who is kind and loyal to you. You find it sad that you can’t say the same things about yourself. But, Nero is like an addiction and you had tried stopping seeing him so many times, and it never worked. You always found yourself crawling back into his bed. 

“Okay, take a break, beautiful. We’ll take this up in five for the last couple of shots, then we can all go home” The photographer nodded at you, smiling kindly. You sat up and let the sheet fall off of your body, leaving it on the white block as you hopped off, smiling back at your cameraman. A young lady came over to you with a robe, helping you put it on without a word then leaving you alone quickly. You met eyes with the white haired male, smirking slightly when you saw how hot around the collar he was, folding the robe closed around your form, hiding your nudity from the room for the five minutes you had to do so. 

“Hey, babe. You were stunning up there” You boyfriend is quick to come over and whisper in your ear, his arm wrapped around your waist and bringing your attention to him. You giggled, placing your hand on his shoulder as you stood on your tippy toes to give him a kiss on the lips. You wanted to pull away, but he kept you there, his grip tightening around your waist, pulling you into him as he swiped his tongue along your bottom lip before finally pulling away. “I love you” He whispered with a cute smile. 

Ouch, stab to the heart. 

“I love you too, babe” You smile back, though it didn’t quite reach your eyes, but your words were true. You didn’t want to leave him, he was so good to you and you considered him your best friend. You just felt horrible that he was so unbelievably in love with you when you were sneaking behind his back and fucking another man. In any one else’s mind, it would be simple. Stop sleeping with Nero. However, it wasn’t so easy in your mind. “I’m gonna go get a water, you want one?” You asked, noticing the demon hunter standing right beside the snack table. 

“Yeah, thanks” He replied, not letting you go until he pressed another quick kiss to your cheek. You laughed and playfully pushed off him, walking away and shaking your hips teasingly. God, what were you doing? You either needed to accept that you’re a horrible person or call a quits… with either of the two men that chased after you. 

You walked up to the table and Nero inched closer, facing the same direction he had always been in. You took your time looking at the small foods, not grabbing the waters just yet as you wanted to talk to the blue eye’d hunter for a little while. He sucked in a breath, eyes darting to you, but keeping his movements subtle so he didn’t draw any attention to the two of you. 

“You know, if you’re going to tease me like that, you could at least do it when your boyfriend isn’t here” Nero sighed but you knew he was playing around, a cocky feel in his tone. 

“Don’t try anything when he’s here…” You stated in a warning tone. 

“Why don’t you just dump the poor looser and let me have you all to myself?” He made out like he was joking but you could tell there was some hope he was holding on to, wishing he could be your boyfriend himself. You lifted you eyes, keeping your head down so it didn’t look like you were conversing with him. You grabbed a water bottle in each of your hands, ready to walk back now, but you opened your mouth to speak. 

“Cause maybe I don’t want to…” You huffed, gazing up ever so slightly to see his somewhat hurt expression. Great, now you were hurting the two men chasing after you. You sighed, shifting on the balls of your feet and already forming an apology before you stopped yourself. Instead you shook your head and said “Stay here after hours? I’ll get him out of here for a while so we can… you know.” 

“Yeah, okay” Nero replied shortly and huffy, clearly a little mad, or just upset. You didn’t have time to apologise, the photographer calling out for you to come finish the shoot quickly grabbed your attention and you whisked yourself off, handing the water bottles to your boyfriend on the way past him. You slipped off your robe and got back on the block, being handed another sheet, but this one wasn’t transparent and was more silky. You felt like there was a tension in the air now, only between you and Nero, but it was enough to make you happy you could cover up a bit with the new sheet. 

~

“What did you tell him to make him leave again?” Nero pants, a sheen of sweat coating his now naked body. He was lying with his back on the floor, his arm being your pillow while his other hand tickled your thigh that was resting over his abdomen. You closed your eyes as you focused on your breathing, the previous events having made you both sweaty and breathless as you try to regain some energy by lying on the floor of the backroom. Your hand rested on his chest to feel his racing, but slowing, heart beat, trying to match yours to his. 

“Just that he should go get my favourite dinner thats all the way across town… It’s gonna be cold by the time it gets here” You huff, having not thought through that plan and disappointed in that little detail. Nero chuckled, his fingers on your thigh stilling as they ride up higher, cupping your ass cheek as he turns a little to face you, pulling you against him and making you jolt as your bundle of nerves pushes against his hip. “Don’t tell me you’re ready for round two? That was the hardest we’ve ever gone” You chuckle, shifting your head up to look at him and smirking at his supernatural stamina. 

“We’re lucky everyone left, cause you were so loud” Nero scoffed, resulting in you slapping his chest playfully. He laughed, having caught his breath now, his chest vibrating under your palm and spreading warmth through your body. “You might want to cover the hickey on your neck too” Nero poked you, just under your ear, but he was quick to speak again since the look you gave him was more than a warning “I’m kidding! I’m kidding. We made a rule of no marks, no matter how badly I want to suck and bite your soft skin” His once humorous tone turned into a seductive growl, his lips inching to your neck to press a soft kiss. 

“You are ready for round two, aren’t you? Too bad naughty boys who try to piss me off don’t get what they what, hey?” You smirk, pushing yourself up to sit, grabbing your bag of clothes that lie a just beside you. You also grabbed Nero’s clothes that were close enough for you to reach, that only being his pants and boxers, while his shirts and coat were off on his side of the room. You tossed them over your shoulder to him, opening your bag and pulling out what you wanted to wear. 

You began pulling on your shirt first, then panties and shorts while you heard Nero shuffling behind you, also getting dressed. You pulled your jacket out, not bothering to put it on just yet, but settling for draping it over your arm as you stood up and swung the bag over your shoulder. Nero still sat on the floor, having only put his pants on that you handed him, but made no move to grab his shirts and coat. He watched you, most likely having been watching you the whole time but you didn’t mind. He had a far away look in his eye, a hint of sadness that made you frown in curiosity and worry. 

“I think we should stop this…” He stated softly. Out of everything you thought he was going to say, that was the last on the list. Your eyes widened, almost opening your mouth to say ‘no! I need this!’ But you quickly stepped yourself, knowing that he was right, and this should have stopped months ago. “I was stupid to think you’d leave him for me. I hate that I even thought that in the first place. But, its clear you love him, and I love you, so it’s best if we just… stop” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. 

That was the first time he had ever said he loved you, you kind of figured he did but that little word had never left his mouth before. You found yourself staring at him with sad eyes, not even shock, just sadness. You didn’t want him to leave you even though you knew it was for the best. If Nero was out of the picture, you would be able to be happy with your boyfriend and have no worries at all. Nero didn’t help your racing, panicking heart as he pushed himself off the floor and walked towards you. You knew what he was doing and you felt your heart breaking. 

“Don’t. Don’t kiss me or it will feel like a goodbye and… I don’t want to say goodbye!” You placed a hand on his bare chest, holding him back as you sounded like a child cracking a tantrum. Nero seemed a little shocked at your sudden outburst, though he didn’t push. He kept his distance and didn’t dare touch you, needing you to figure things out on your own without his distracting hands making your mind fuzzy. 

“Say you love me, and you can have me. If you don’t then I will leave and you’ll never have to see me again” He whispered, a hint of urgency in his voice. He didn’t want this either, but he needed it. This couldn’t go on any longer. You hated sneaking behind your boyfriends back and Nero hated being the wedge in your relationship. He wasn’t the kind of person to ruin a relationship so he could steal the girl. “Say you love me… and you can have me” That way if you uttered those words he was asking to hear, it would be your choice and yours alone. 

“I can’t just leave him!” You yell, feeling overwhelmed. Your boyfriend is so kind and loving, it hurt you enough to be cheating on him but now you were considering leaving him? Maybe if those thoughts are already in your head… maybe that means your mind is already made up. 

“Don’t think about him. Don’t even think about me. What do you want?” Nero asked you, his eyes pleading to at least get an answer. There was a long pause, your mind racing with that one question. it was clear what you wanted… but… 

“We’ve been doing this for almost two years. And we’ve tried stopping many, many times. So, say there is no stopping for us, and I get married or have kids… I can’t be here with you, doing this anymore. But, in my mind, I can’t see us stopping. Ever…” You thought out loud, Nero didn’t interrupt but he hung onto every word you were saying, feeling what you were feeling. “…I love him. There’s no denying that. But, maybe I love you too and that’s what’s making me so confused.” 

Another long pause. Pieces falling together in your mind the longer you thought. 

“So, I‘m going to talk to him. Confess to everything. The least I can do is tell him the truth.” You sighed, watching Nero nod in agreement, a slight hint of confusion on his face. Those words leaving your mouth already took a heavy weight off your shoulders, the acceptance of knowing you have to tell the truth makes you breathe a little easier. 

“What does that mean for us then?” He asked softly, both worry and hope written all over his face. You can always tell what he’s thinking, he’s an easy person to read. The words he said to you earlier echo in your mind, causing you to smile and step closer to him, placing your hand on the back of his neck. This is the right choice, a voice whispers in the back of your mind. 

“I love you” You whisper, before pulling him in for a kiss. 

[soaringlanddormitory]

Kaoru, Dai, Shizuya, Toshio, Manami

Thank you so much for the ask!! I’m happy some next generation kids got asked too !!!!!! It got a bit long because I enjoyed too much :’))

Kaoru

♡ When he’s not doing anything related to cooking, he’s either doing sports or music. If he feels down, he tends to exercise a lot so he’ll get things out of his mind! However, if he’s not in the mood- he ends up being on a scooter while following someone around.

♡ He helps his older cousin with her music industry, and sometimes he’s the unknown background singer or voice in her music videos. He goes by the name “Myhuk”! He wears some make-up and even a wig so no one can recognize it’s him. He just does this to help her since she asks him a lot- being her only cousin she can depend on.

♡ He feels indifferent to cats, but it’s caused by the cat of Masae. He genuinely thinks cats are cute but he will never go close to her cat ever again. Other cats, he’d probably try and tolerate them

Dai

♡ Normally sweet around people, but honestly- he sucks at making sweet stuff. At least until the first year of high school. He isn’t too fond of things that are sweet, and that’s why Lina jokes around that he’s her least favorite among the dorm mates.

♡ He likes tying his hair up back when he had longer hair! The only reason why he cut his hair is because it distracts him sometimes in his daily life basis. He’s also someone who ties the hair of other people though! The ponytail of Christelle, the twintails of Lina, the bun of Masae- he’s usually the one who does it! He like touching hair and combing it with his fingers.

♡ Jokes around with his voice. Everyone knows his natural voice but sometimes it goes oddly dark and it surprises everyone once he does this. He usually does it when he wants things to go his way, when he teases someone or if he’s really serious. He believes that he can’t control someone if he’s too sweet.

Shizuya

♡ Creative with his hands! He makes bookmarks and does origami! Also a big fan of painting and drawing! He actually likes keeping his hands busy- also the main reason why he loves cleaning up! However, it’s surprising that sometimes he’s such a sleepyhead and people depict him as lazy.

♡ Was one of the people who almost got expelled, that’s why when he was in the last year of middle school, he told everyone that he was going back to Spain. Surprise! He got better because he tried twice as hard so he could keep staying. No one knows this except Everlyn, who is his cooking partner who he trusts with his whole heart.

♡ Loves watching drama series and crying about it even if Everlyn doesn’t really react to any kind of movie. He is definitely an emotional person who gets hurt easily, so he sometimes acts on emotion even before thinking. He tends to depend on his friends a lot but he wants to be more independent.

Toshio

♡ He loves tricking people with his food. The thing with him is- he makes food look extremely good. It looks like it was made by the greatest chef in the whole universe. People expect that from the son of Erina Nakiri. But once they take a single bite, it’s so horrible and he would laugh at their pain. Ah. Okay, now they see a trait of Soma in him.

♡ Loves talking to people! He’s sociable, but when people actually like him- he’s dense to it. If he likes someone? He’s also dense to it. He’s a dense person in general when it comes to love and it will take him 1,000 years before he realizes that there’s actually romantic feelings. 

♡ Takes work seriously even if people don’t know about this. He may act laid-back and calm, even suggest some things just for laughs- but he’s actually very serious when it comes to it. He doesn’t usually show this side of his because he believes that he will be seen differently. Because when he’s working, he’s nothing like his usual self.

Manami

♡ She’s the youngest among 3 children, and she’s even the only girl. If you think Kuga spoils her a lot, then you’re completely right! She  really loves every single gift he gives her and at one point when she was younger, she wore all the clothes he gave to her at once when it was winter. She easily feels cold like her father, so there was another reason besides being thankful.

♡ She specializes in sweet and spicy food! She does know how to make other dishes which don’t go under those two, but when it’s either of the two? She’ll definitely go beyond expectations. Chili, Tabasco, Pepper, Mangoes, Cocoa or anything alike- if that were the main ingredient, she’d know what to do rather quick.

♡ The youngest of the kids so far! She’s currently in the last year of middle school. She’s confident in her cooking skills, and she loves compliments. She loves getting showered with them and she likes the boost in her ego. However, her confidence shakes only on first meetings because she doesn’t know how to act around people around her. After a while, she’s easy to warm up to!

[charleecat-bat]

Fandom Meme

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

Uuuh, well, lemme think, for fantoms that aren’t sonic stuff, I enjoy Retsuko and Haida because adorable. Angus and Gregg from NITW is too adorable for it’s own good. 

Sonic wise, well, I’m not strong on my ships but they’re are some I do think about or do think are matching, I think Shade and Knuckles are a good match, I enjoy Espio and Tikal, especially in my canon. 

I do love Locke and Luger a lot though, since I can see them working in my canon, but other then that, I’m not huge on ships so eh. 

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

Locke and Luger, mainly because they were related but then with some fanart and talking with friends of mine, especially @terraqua111, I started to like it and my friends had a point that they were too distantly related for it to matter anymore. She also showed me Lien-Da and Xenin which I liked. 

I also didn’t consider Locke to be paired with anyone else before Luger, then I saw @lockewat‘s ship, Chuck and Locke... and I thought it was quite suiting as well. 

Two other ones are Vanilla and Big because that was so adorable and that would be such a peaceful relationship good god it’s what they’d both need, so many picnics for dates. and @motobugg did some work on Rouge and Wave which I have never considered and I immediately thought... damn that would actually work a lot. XD Also Shadamy at some points due to a friends artwork and Shadow would be balanced from Amy’s personality that he would need.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will. I’ve never been big on Julie-Su and Knuckles, in the comics it felt kind of forced to me, same with Sonic and Sally, that I don’t see them suiting each other at all. 

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.

Ummm, I don’t know, I can’t think of one. 

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh, I don’t know. 

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

Sonic fandom. XDD Been in that for around 8-9 years. Since I was 9 or 10 years old. 

G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?

I think it would’ve just been Shade and Knuckles. lol Again ships aren’t my life. 

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

Mainly ongoing stuff, I know it started with games, so I guess games? But I enjoy shows/series as well. 

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

Ummmm... not that I know of. 

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

Animal Crossing? I didn’t start playing the phone game until I saw people talking and reblogging stuff about it, then I tried it. 

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Well, in Steven Universe, a lot of the character have great arcs, that who their true opinions and colours, like how Amethyst had self-hating habits, Pearl didn’t think she was worth much, and seeing Peridot’s growing into a whole different gem, it’s really cool.

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

I’ll go with um... Lars from Steven Universe, I didn’t like him much as a character at first, but I could understand his insecurity and being unsure on how to act and how to show himself, and being scared to show his true colours... but now he’s showing his own worth and letting himself be who he is with the Off-colours, which I can genuinely appreciate about him, he’s much better as a character now. 

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

Can I say the entire brotherhood? XD I would love that like you wouldn’t believe. 

N - Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

Just more Brotherhood content in general, uuuummm more monster-related AU’s? I don’t know, maybe more merchandise too? I don’t know I’m not all that demanding about content. o-o I’m terrible at this. 

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

All the Way (Jacksepticeye fan song) is the one that came up on shuffle, and it reminded me of Hawking, at least my version. I could imagine he would listen to this to motivate himself or something like that. 

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

...Trying not to say Monster AU for any sort of fandom CRAP TOO LATE-

But what about a Shape of Water-esque AU? 

Q - A fandom you’ve abandoned and why.

I haven’t really abandoned any fandom? o-O R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

When they’re not a couple and they’re just best friends, Locke and Luger I guess, they act like big dorks. I don't know, I don’t think about relationships much besides family ones. 

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

Hmm, well, I feel while Locke doesn’t know what his main sexuality is right now, he’d feel he’d be in writing (sexuality)/Asexual, as he never really had sexual feelings, he only had sex in order to have his son, and he honestly never liked it all that much. 

I also have a head canon that Steppenwolf is afraid of humiliation, or just making a fool of himself in social situations (he’s got a very well hidden social anxiety), so if he saw a bunch of people staring at him and whispering to each other, he’d instantly become worried about what he did. 

Another head canon is that I love to imagine Sabre can swordfight very well, and the person who taught him is surprisingly Tobor. As he was very good with a sword and shield combo back in the day (before his injuries). 

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

That Steppenwolf is a werewolf okay not really, I’m not really about strong head canons that I would ‘die defending’. I just like the thought of him being one because it’d be ironic for his name... and it’s just with me for so long man. 

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Steppenwolf (Sonic Fandom I guess)- I still don't fully understand why I liked him, I simply did but nowadays I just find the character I made him an extremely interesting character and every time I’ve wrote something or drawn something to try and cheer myself up, it made me feel he’d be a very strong, protective and oddly supportive in his own way. I’m not sure. I’m weird. 

Lapis Lazuli (Steven Universe Fandom)- I just want her to be happy, I find her really interesting, her powers are really cool and I just want to know how things turn out for her, it just sucks that she tends to disappear for long periods of time. 

Angus (Night in the Woods)-He’s a bit underrated but he’s just so cute to me, especially with how others draw him, I love his character and I feel bad for him when he takes about his abusive childhood and issues growing up that made him who he is today, made me want to give him a big hug. 

V - Which character do you relate to most?

Well, I feel I can relate to Angus at a few points, always feeling like I have to be the responsible one, being usually quiet and wanting to hide in corners in parties (and your friend that you stick to is your corner in those situations), 

I also feel I can relate to Retsuko from Aggretsuko, always trying to keep calm and from losing my temper, also Mister Ton kind of reminds me of my dad at some points... and he can piss me off just as much as he does with Retsuko so yeah. 

Part of me also feels like I relate to my version of Rembrandt, he’s an artist, he deals with a lot of emotional issues, he’s insecure about his body size/weight, very motherly/fatherly and protective. 

I dunno. 

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

Annoying characters that think they’re full of themselves and practically perfect while thinking everyone else is below them and everyone is unworthy of their ‘greatness’... or mary-sues. 

Or just a needlessly dramatic moments or moments of anger and arguments that don’t need to happen. 

X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

Kind of the big strong protective one with a heart of gold and is very loving whether they show it or not, or big ass ones who are strong as hell but are really just gentle giants.

And probably monsters stuff like werewolves or stuff but sometimes that can backfire and become annoying. 

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?

Team Fortress 2 is one, have a few friends who like that game while I don’t like it much anymore for personal reasons, some horror fandoms like Five Nights at Freddy’s, Little Nightmares all of that. Idk

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go! (Prompts optional but encouraged.)

Umm... I always strive to make my Guardians unique in different situations, hell, I imagined they were in certain AU’s or in certain video game situations, like a fighting game, I’d like imagining like ‘finishing moves’ they’d have or the type of weapons they’d have, or even simple stuff like hobbies or favourite foods. Just stuff like that... and I will try everything in my power to be unique, like in my Gem AU, wanted all the gems to be different and at the least unique, and the same with the Monster AU, only Thunder and Steppe’s are the same but they have a difference. 

Okay that’s enough. ^^; This was really difficult surprisingly. 

[armyhome]

Jamais Vu | Kim Seokjin

pairing — Seokjin x Reader. 

summary — Jamais Vu is the feeling of strangeness towards something totally familiar, like missing someone but not remembering how you know this person, like a piece of you was gone, a void in your heart  for a foreign emotion that is living in there.

genre — My tears.

word count —  5.7K.

pt-br version — Jamais Vu

Moonchild

I had never seen her so sad, her eyes were lifeless, she smiled but it was forced. How can Seokjin do nothing about it? How could he have traveled without telling her anything? Why did he abandon all the things he claimed to love? 

"What's making you mad?" She puts a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth, giving me that fake smile again.

"Seokjin... Even if I try, I can't find a plausible explanation. It's just too surreal for me!" She watches the sea through the gigantic ice cream shop window, probably trying to hide her tears "Do you really have no idea when he'll be back?"

She shakes her head quickly, my heart breaks. I should've said before Seokjin, maybe things were different now, maybe we were happy, but everything became a big one maybe because of my lack of courage. Her eyes met mine as if she expected some answer or miracle...

"Let's go for a walk on the shore?" She asks and holds my hand. Maybe that was the moment Namjoon, maybe not. I smile at her wide enough to make the dimples appear. 

We take off our sneakers to feel the sand between our toes. I run to the shoreline and kicked some drops of water on her, who runs away laughing. We started to play tag, we run until we were out of breath and threw ourselves in the sand. I watch her, she had her eyes closed, smiling, feeling the sun against your skin, I think that's what makes her miss home the most. 

"Hi Seok..." She interrupts herself half into his name. I can't say that it didn't hurt me, but I understand the longing that she felt, because besides being in love with her, he was also my hyung, the person who took care of me, who fed me, dried my tears by turning them into laughter from his uncle's jokes... I would also like him to be here, even if it meant seeing them together. I sat shaking the sand out of my hair, it would be good to cut them a bit shorter.

"He's coming back..." I whispered, biting my bottom lip "He can't leave you. He loves you too much, I know this, I saw it with my own eyes!"

She sits up but doesn't even care to clean the sand from her hair, still beautiful like that too. She messes up my hair and caresses my cheek.

"I know, I also saw and felt it..." I bite the inside of my cheek. Should I...

"If it were both of us..." She looks at me not getting what I was saying "If we had fallen in love, do you think it would have worked out?" 

"Mmm, would you put up with my bad poetry in your album`s photoshoot?" I nod, her poetry was not bad "We would be a very conceptual couple, right?"

"Yes..." She faces the ocean in front of us, everything around is blurred for me. I can only see her, she had lost too much weight, I hold her hand, pressing her knuckles "Your heart always belonged to him right? I never had a chance..." I can hear your deep breath intertwining our fingers "Don't feel guilty, everything is fine! I hope someday I can find someone who loves me as much as you love him and I want to love them as much as I love you now!"

SUGA

I go down the steps of the stairs that led to the photo studio set up in the basement. It wasn't possible that nothing had happened, I don't spend so much time locked inside my studio that I missed it… Okay maybe I would, but she probably needed something... Like this sandwich I made, I knock three times, no one answers it. Did something happen? I open the door...

"NOOOO" She shouts, I freeze for a few seconds and then I close the door instinctively "Now that you've ruined the photo, just come in."

I put the sandwich inside the room first, then I go in, I give her my best smile. I suck at being cute, even though everyone says it's almost natural for me, I always felt like an idiot. 

"I thought you'd be hungry..." I extend the snack to her "I made it for you!"

"You did?" - She looks at me with sparkles in her eyes, as if I made a gourmet dish, full of bloom, and not a salami and cheese sandwich "Did you cook for me?"

"Yes, it's nothing close to what Seokjin would've cooked, but, however, modesty aside... Tastes really good!" I lift a thumbs up for her, who smiles, something in her eyes looks sadder.

"Thanks" She eats slowly, I keep watching her until the last bite, my heart warms when she finishes. How long had she's been since her last meal? She was disappearing into the clothes she was wearing.

"I'm sorry that he can't be here now..." She bites her bottom lip and looks at the ceiling "He'll be back" I say without any conviction, no one knew where the fuck Seokjin had gone.

"Namjoon told me the same thing last week. I hope you are right, even if it was only to fight again, I want him back so much that my heart hurts every time it beats, it seems dramatic. I know that..." I pull her into an embrace and let her cry until she's tired. After a few minutes, she walks away and wipes away tears "Better get back to work. Thanks for the Yoon sandwich, it was as good as his!"

"Can I help you? What do you want to do with these lights?" I point to the lanterns lying on the floor.

-I'm trying to make drawings using long exposure, but it's a bit complicated with the timer... I think you can help me. Hold this here and that and another one..." I let you use me at your will, it was fun to see you concentrated and having fun with what I was doing, I even got some laughter, it was like time was slowing down so we could appreciate the joy that always seemed distant. When we finished, she wouldn't let me see the photos "After I process it  and edit, they might be ready for ordinary eyes..."

Seokjin really had found his soulmate in that woman!

HOPE

For the first time since the kidnapping, I feel like the world is getting back on track. I'm the type of guy who always stands solid, no matter how bad the situation is, I always do my best to make things as better as possible for everyone involved, but it’s not humanly conceivable to control everything. And that’s what happened that day, in a way, I feel guilty, even if it’s completely insane to feel like this, I think we all felt it, including her, who was on the other side of the world and couldn't do anything and maybe that's why she feels guilty, for not being able to do anything, about Seokjin's decision to leave... but at least today, she had read again!

My heart was so happy with that image of her sitting in her bungalow in the living room, the glass wall behind showing the sunset. Hyung, how did you leave her behind? I will not blame her if she finds someone else. if there is someone here who deserves to be happy, it is her! When she notices my presence, she smiles and points to the sofa in front of her!

"What are you reading?" I ask, she shows me the cover of “The Notebook” by Nicolas Sparks "Is it good?"

"Yes, it's about a love so deep that neither time nor even the lack of memory can erase the story they lived..."

"But if one of them has no memories, how can they still love the other?" She smiles in a cute way that only she could do and touches her own temple.

"When people say you do not love with the head but with heart, they are partially correct. Even if your memory fails your body is addicted to the things that bring you pleasure and happiness, so the fact that you hear and see the person who loves brings you these sensations, even without your knowledge, your heart races when you hear the their voice, your hands start to sweat, you want to hug them, go out to dance with them, your brain doesn't remember but your body does..." I breathe because she was stealing all my air with that explanation. I control my brain and my body not to act stupid, but then a lock of her hair falls in front of her eyes and my fingers run to place it behind her ear. I hit myself mentally for that, she bites her lip clearly uncomfortable, and looks down "Thank you!"

"Sorry!" I say at the same time "You know, you deserve someone like that, who reminds you every day what it is like to be loved, dear, you deserve more than what you are getting... You deserve something better than waiting forever for something that you are not even sure will return! No one will judge you if you decide to move on and whoever does will have to see me!"

"Is that what you think I should do? Move on?" I nod my head, then she holds my face in her hands and my heart races. "I think I am the one who expects the other party to remember in this book, I still have hope, and in my country, that's the last thing to die! 

"Is that why they love me so much there?" I joke making her laugh "Now everything makes sense, my stage name has changed our whole relationship. I'm j-hope, the last thing to die!"

SERENDIPITY 

We are sitting watching a drama, I want to distract her as much as possible, I like to think that for a few moments I can make her forget what happened and what is happening. I wanted to take her pain away, only it wasn't possible so I curled up next to her when our favorite scene from that drama starts.

"Put your finger down... if you wished the robot... was human" I imitate the movement from the actor, turning around to face her while she copies the actress' gesture.

"I'm not... a robot..." She sheds some tears. If she wasn't a photographer, she would be a great actress for sure! 

"Aish, it must be horrible not being able to tell who you really are ro the person you love" I feel a tingle at the back of my neck just thinking, I run my hand through my hair "Imagine being face to face with the person and not being able to hug, kiss, openly feeling jealous. It must be too awful, I think a person can die buried in their own feelings!"

She rests her head on the back of the sofa, watching me closely, I copy her movement realizing that her hair is longer now, a part of me wants to believe that this is what gives the impression of her face being thinner, every time I remember what hyung is doing to her, I feel like I can hit him. 

"I think it is more difficult when you do not remember who you are, imagine not being able to remember the person in front of you, watching her feeling hurt and not being able to do anything, because it goes beyond what can control, your heart lingers on the feeling, but your brain does not have the memories or the reason for those feelings, that discharge of hormones, all of them comes into à conflict, you want to call the name of your loved one, make the inside jokes, but you can't..." She sighs "In the end, both situations are equally sad, aren't they?"

"You should write scripts for dramas and then act on them!" I sit crossing my legs on the couch "We should talk to PDnim, sure he can find an audition for you. I can talk to some friends too or Tae, we should definitely talk to Tae!" 

"Thanks for the excitement with my imaginary career" She says, adjusting my bangs to the side, her fingers, so smooth sliding over my forehead "What kind of actress would I be? Cute like Park Min Young? Modest as Park Shin Hye? Strong like Doona Bae? Determined as Kim Taeri? Incredible with Lee Sung Kyung? Or transcendental like Shin Hye Sun? I really want to be a mix of the last three ones!"

"You have really high aspirations" We laugh like two fools "We must start rehearsals now!" 

"Good, I want to start with that scene from Angels Last Mission - Love, when Yeon Seo is auditioning for Giselle! You will be my angel" She jumps off the couch "Come on Jimin!"

I stand still as the scene requests, while she does the choreography, as pained as Hye Sun had done it, she was pulling out her pain. I don't move an inch when she approaches my face and looks at me with an expression of desolation. Before she can make the next move, she gets out of balance and I hold her instinctively. We are very close, then suddenly her sobs interrupts the scene, I hug her body. This curse, when will this suffering end?

SINGULARITY

I show the painting more excited than ever before, a butterfly in violet tones on the white screen as if it were flying and its movements were overlapping, in other words, it was flying without moving, every second that passes I realize the painting had captured its current spirit, it was still beautiful, it knew how to fly, but not how to move. 

Her gaze on the screen woke up the butterflies in my stomach. Today she had dressed up, I think it was a good sign, she holds her chin between her forefinger and thumb, watch some more, in a little while my heart would come out through my mouth due to too much anxiety !

"Say something for love's sake, before I have an attack here!" I beg with my hands joined in front of my face, making her smile. Okay, I won the day, that's it. 

"It's beautiful, Tae" She runs her fingers over the screen without touching it "Just beautiful! What name will you give?"

"I'm going to call this work YOU, what do you think?" Without taking my eyes off the screen for a second, observing every stroke that I had made, a tear runs down her cheek, reflexively I move my thumb to dry it, unintentionally leaving a trail of purple paint on her cheek.

"This red tulip, will it be your signature" She says looking at me, her eyes were in a frenzy, as if that meant something profound, I nod my head "You are really Kim Taehyung, V member of Bangtan right?" I nod again, what a crazy question "Okay" She sighs and puts her hand over her heart "It's beautiful Tae, really, I loved it!"

"Good because it's yours!" I say sitting on my stool and putting away my painting material "Pin it on a notable spot in your house please, preferably in the living room. I love that glass wall that offers a panoramic view of the sunset, my art is beautiful, it should be seen and it deserves a beautiful view!"

"You can let me pin it where everyone can appreciate VANTE in all its glory!" She approaches and holds a lock of my hair between her fingers "For love's sake, there's even painting on your hair. Come on, let's wash it. There is a bathroom next to this room."

She makes me use the toilet as a stool and supports my neck on her legs, and my head on the edge of the bathtub, I can smell her perfume, close my eyes enjoying the massage on my head, she was so good at that, I even took a nap. At some point my hair looks like a mane what made her burst into a fit of laughter.

EUPHORIA

"Definitely, it is no longer possible for you to be locked in that house and that's it. Let's go out, even if it's just to have an ice cream, it's been almost two days that your skin doesn't know what vitamin D is!" Her astonished look at my attitude, getting her out of that place was harder than making Batman leave the batcave "You need to agree with me that you need to see another human being besides me and the boys!"

"Do you even remember that I'm older than you?" I rolled my eyes, she was never attached to formalities, in fact she always hated "How are we going to get out? Have you forgotten that you are a world famous singer?" I take a mask from the pocket of my sweatshirt and put it on my face, adjust my cap, hold her hand and pull her to walk with me, the smell of the sea invades my nostrils making me dizzy, I lean on the railing of the stairs on the balcony "Kookie, let's go home, you still have a fever, you need to rest..."

"Noona noona, you need to leave the house, you can't stay in here waiting for him forever! It is not fair, I can no longer watch you languishing here" I take a deep breath. Memories that aren't mine, what are they doing in my head? "This is not living! You need to go to the movies, run happily on the beach, meet someone who will make you happy" I sit on the first step taking a deep breath, everything is so confusing, she sits next to me "You need someone to take you to dance... Sorry, it's a little difficult to breathe..."

"Come on Kookie, it will probably start to rain, the tide is very high. We can go out another day when your flu has passed, okay? Promise!" I shake my head "Aish, how can a man be so stubborn?"

"Do you realize that I'm a man, noona?" She takes a deep breath and gets up.

"I'll drag to your bed if you don't stop acting like a spoiled child, Jeon Jungkook!" She stomps her feet so I get up, I see three faces in my head, they're all hers, I stagger until she supports me, even though I'm twice her height, I rest my forehead on her shoulder "Kookie, you're boiling, you need to take the medicine, I told you that all day! 

"And you need to be taken to dance..." I whisper, take your hand left and place it on my shoulder and hold the other one, gently place my left hand on your waist. Two steps to the east, two steps to the west, humming nonsense words "The world needs to see your smile, again dear, but this road hurt you so bad, your poetry is no longer from love, your pain is so deep your photographs no longer carry your joy, even the dance has become painful, oh dear, you will always be my favorite butterfly, oh you need to fly, back to your home, unfortunately to be happy, you need to leave me!"

I embrace her trembling body, a short film passes over my head, my non-memories run free, I take a deep breath in the cold air soothes my stomach, I hate that weakness.

"Come on, you need to eat and take your medicine. We have danced already, since you can't go to the movie theater, I can put a movie on television. That's what the internet is for!" I can't help laugh, she carries me inside, she really has an extraordinary strength "Do you have any movie preferences?"

"The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind!" My voice breaks, seconds later she puts the pill in my mouth and makes me drink ginger tea. How I hate that.

Please give me some medicine

A medicine that will make my heart beat again

What should I do now?

Please save me

Give me one more chance

I will not give up

We are in the kitchen, eating ice cream while checking the house I intend to buy. The glass walls have always impressed me, with that view, even more! Seokjin watches everything sulky like a spoiled child.

"I already said there is no use pouting, this house is perfect!" I open my arms showing the room "This view of the sea is beautiful, besides having space for my photography studio, a guest room, a kitchen big enough to fit at least ten people inside and also…"

"It is more than three hour's flight from Seoul." He completes my line. I sigh

What do I need to do to make him understand that my work, creations and aspirations are as important as his? I hold his hand and take him out of the house, the ocean would give me tranquility and wisdom to talk and not fight.

"I need to stay here, I have space to breathe" I look into his eyes, I love him so much, we were together for four years and my heart was still racing like crazy "I know you chose the life you have and that I chose you" I put my hand on his cheek and I caress it with my thumb "But you also chose me... In Seoul, we don't have any time to be together. When you come to visit me, I know you'll be entirely in here" He closes his eyes "We are not breaking up or taking a time off from our relationship Seokjin, but rather becoming adults! We have our individual journeys and our journey together, they need to coexist so that we don't kill each other…, I say using an exaggerated sweet tone which ends up making him laugh "I love you so much, it's not a three-hour flight that will prevent me from being with you. If I need to see you, I will walk all the way to Seoul if I have to!"

"I love you" He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my forehead "Sorry I'm being selfish... I'm an idiot."

"Just sometimes" He makes the cutest face in the world "But I'm also an idiot sometimes, so you'll need to promise me you'll forgive me whenever necessary" I hide in your chest, your smell, so good.

"I'll think about your case…"

I take a deep breath, I need to stop dreaming about these memories, it will end up driving me crazy in the end, the doctor said his hopes for healing are so low that it is not even worth having... But I still believe that saying “Hope it is the last that dies”.

I look at the cell phone at 7:30 AM, it's almost time for him to take his medicine, I open the dresser drawer next to my bed, I take two pills and get up, each day it gets harder to do that, but I can't give up. I knock on the door, but I don't get any answers, I open it and find the bed empty.

"SEOKJIN?" I run to the bathroom and nothing, I go down the stairs "WHERE ARE YOU?" Nothing in the kitchen too, in the backyard or in the living room, I throw everything on the couch, ready to turn that city upside down, but when I get to the balcony, I see the seven kids sitting on the beach, my heart beats again.

They were laughing, talking animatedly, I sit on the stairs and allow myself to watch, I take out my cell phone and take some pictures of that moment, then they notice my presence and start waving at me, I smile, they were so beautiful together, Seokjin's eyes meet the mine and there is more than recognition in them… Do not have high hopes, do not have high hope. He walks slowly towards me and sits on a lower step than mine so we can be at the same height.

"I brought your medicine" I offer the pills I was carrying, he doesn't take them in his hands, but uses my hand to drop them in his mouth then leaves a kiss on my palm "Are you okay?" He nods, I'm afraid this is a dream, I hold his head in my hands and analyze every detail.

"I'm really good, love" Listening to what his voice was saying felt surreal "I won't lie saying I'm 100 percent, I still have a headache and a little dizziness. It's been a few days that nothing was making sense except Seokjin, I think you noticed, right? Ice cream, sandwich, books, drama, painting, dancing little by little I was remembering your details and it reminded me of how much Seokjin loved you so much and that I was loving it so much but when the boys showed up this morning, everything in my head seemed to go back to the place…"

"Sorry for coming without warning …" Namjoon says sitting next to Seokjin.

"We didn't think he would come to open the door, noona."  Jungkook adds.

"We were missing you!" says Yoongi looking at the sky.

"We spent two years in the army without being able to make direct contact…" Taehyung laments with a beak of a six year old child, they really don't change!

"Therefore, we decided to make this surprise." Jimin says raising his arms and Hoseok imitates him.

"SUPRISE!" Hoseok had the biggest smile in the world on his face "We brought food in the car, I advise you to celebrate with a barbecue!"

"Barbecue, barbecue, barbecue!" The seven begin to sing together.

"Okay, pack up the things, I need to pack up!" I meant to get up, a part of me still thinks that it is certainly a dream!

I go into the bathroom and watch my face in the mirror, it could only be a dream, there is no other explanation, better to take a shower, so if afterwards when I am wide awake this is still the reality, I will accept it wholeheartedly and with all the happiness in the world .

Sitting combing my wet hair half an hour later I still can't believe it, it was surreal that this nightmare of the last two and a half years has come to an end, that my Seokjin is back, that he loves me again ... it's just surreal!

"Can I come in?" His voice on the other side of the door makes my heart do a somersault, I run to the door and open it. I'm staring to make sure that is really my Seokjin, he smiles sweetly, holds my face and kisses the top of my head "Can't believe it, huh? Me neither, it seems I've locked myselves in a dark basement for a long time and now seeing sunlight hurts my eyes."

"What do you think brought you back?" He enters our room and sits on the bed, observes every detail, I haven't changed anything in the house in general since the accident. I face him, Seokjin takes my hands and kisses each other's back.

"Our love and the love I have for boys. In these last few weeks, I was getting very confused among the personalities, I felt too much love for you and I miss the boys too much, it seemed that there was always something missing" Tears flow down your face, I believe for mine too "Yesterday when we danced and you gave me ginger tea i went to sleep thinking, why do i hate ginger tea if it tastes so good? A part of me realized that Jungkook hates ginger tea, Seokjin loves... So when they showed up this morning I realized that what was missing was me, there is no Bangtan without the seven members!"

I hug him very tight and we cried together, we had been through so many things since my kidnapping. I thought we would break at any moment from there, I was weeks unable to speak at the same time that he only recognized my face and the boys were enlisted in the army. How to survive all that at once? 

"NOOONAAAA, HYUUUUUNG ALREADY HAVE ROASTED STEAK!" Shouts Jeon Jungkook making us laugh, dry my tears.

"We need to call our parents later and tell them the good news!" He agrees.

"I prefer to tell them tomorrow, it won't make much difference. Later, I just want to be with you, like Kim Seokjin!" He gets up from the bed, still hugging me, leans down leaving his face just inches from mine.

"HYUUUNG, NOOOONAAA MEAT WILL COOL DOWN" It's Jimin's turn to scream, Seokjin swears under his breath towards the window. 

"I don't miss them anymore, they can leave!" I laugh and at the same time slap him lightly on the arm.

"Don't talk about my boys like that!" Her eyes widen "What can't they be my boys?"

"They are my boys before they are your boys!" Points to the chest itself. 

"I just want to make it clear that I don't belong to anyone" Yoongi declares at the door, after a little smile "But if it were to belong, of course it wouldn't be you, hyung!"

He runs out laughing, I go after him, Seokjin chases us to the yard, they all join in the game of belonging to me or belonging to him, we ran the entire yard for a long time, until we got tired, well until I got tired. Their energy never reach an end! I take as many photos as possible, record a little too. I even take a pic right when Taehyung and Hoseok get tangled up and end up falling on the floor on their asses. 

We laugh, they tell us what it was like to go to the army together, about the inside jokes, injuries, pain, sleep, cold and everything in detail. They also tell about plans to return to the stage, the fear of not being received back.

"I think you will be amazed at how the army organized itself to always keep the name and the songs up, it's almost as if you never went, I say almost because they miss you so much" I lean my head on the chest Seokjin who gives me a kiss on the cheek "I think you should make come back as soon as possible…" I put my hand on Seokjin's knee looking deep into his eyes "All of you!"

He smiles at me in the most beautiful way, the backyard lights illuminated us, I want to stop time at that moment, we look like a painting that is so beautiful. I want to cry, winter was finally over and turned to spring. 

After arranging the boys in their respective rooms, I return to mine where my incredible boyfriend is waiting for me, sitting at the window with a face not as good as I imagined he would be for finally having time for us...

"Want to tell me what's going on with that beautiful little head of yours?" I kiss his temple, he rests his head on my chest, puts his arm around my waist.

"Can I be on stage again? Write? Sing and perform?" I hug him tightly.

"You will only know if you try and it is like I said in the morning, there is no Bangtan without seven members on top of the board" I kiss your freshly washed hair, smelling like chamomile, so good. 

"That means I won't be able to stay here so long, next to you…" I hold his face in my hands.

"I had you just for me for two and a half years, even if lost, you always found a way to say you were here, that you were struggling to get back to me" I kiss your forehead "You didn't let me forget that you loved me someday and I didn’t stop loving you for a second" I kiss the tip of your nose "And I thought of a way, a project, I’ll send it to PDnim, see what he thinks, maybe we can walk together on these individual journeys, maybe I’ve finally find the middle way!"

Together our lips, as I have wanted to do for a long time, they were hot, we are so anxious for each other that I feel the beating of our hearts beating for them, Seokjin hugs me and lifts me up with him, I hug his back with his legs, he holds me by the thighs, the proximity makes me slightly squirm. 

"Dear, we can not make much noise today, the children are at home" I do, I didn't even realize that I had done anything "Don't worry, tomorrow I will kick everyone out of here!" I want to laugh, but I can't, he kisses my neck and my sanity gradually fades, he holds my face with one hand and looks deep in my eyes "I love you" Seokjin confesses.

"I can live with that fact as long as you deal well with the fact that I also love you" I give him a peck.

"I think there is nothing I can live better with than this fact!"

Of all the paths we can choose in this life, love is the most beautiful of all. He doesn't have to be romantic, he can be your friend, a dream, a profession, a family member or a goal. I know it seems crazy to say something like that in the crazy world we live in today, but maybe that's why we got to this point, because we forgot to have hope, dreams and to choose love.

THE END

[tennyo-elf]

Mass Effect Trilogy Thoughts

I’m ten years late to the party (or 5 years depending on if you start at ME1 or ME3) but I finally finished the Mass Effect Trilogy, thanks to Dragon Age.

Here are my thoughts on the games, the ending, random bits, the romance, etc, etc...

After I played the trilogy I looked around tumblr and found that a lot of people thought the first game was clunky. I, for one, while I know there were kinks (especially regarding dialogue/romance options), loved the first game so much that it’s my favorite of the three games. I played Vanguard and once I got barrier I had so much fun just standing in the middle of fire blasting everything in sight. I hate shooter games because I suck at them, but ME1 allowed me to have fun. The unlimited ammo really was what got me, ‘cause I’m a terrible shot. Of course there was the whole heating thing for your weapon, but I rather have that than, “Oops, out of ammo!”

I didn’t like the battle system for ME2 and the whole working for Cerberus. The characters were pretty awesome, but it took me a bit to learn not to flirt since I wanted to be faithful to Kaidan (I play paragon, so I had to learn to stick to the middle options on the dialogue wheel). ME2 was pretty much my least favorite. I only wish I could have played with Legion more. 

ME3 took the best of ME1 and ME2 and made a great game...up until the ending of course. But seriously, ME3 is great and really fun and I loved just going around doing my Biotic Charge/Nova combo. Yeah, let me just charge a Brute or a Banshee that could literally one shot me and then nova/shotgun/charge them to death before they can kill me. That, to me, is seriously fun! Biotic power ftw!

The ending though. That ending...back before I had even heard of Bioware and was vaguely familiar with the name Dragon Age (I had thought to purchase it back in 2009 but went “Nope, I probably won’t like it” - fuck, how wrong I was...) I heard about the notoriously bad ME3 ending. It was all over the place in my geek sphere. So before I played the trilogy I looked up the ending on the wiki and read about it in articles, and I knew I’d hate it. So, since I’m on PC, I looked up some mods. I never met the star child (or whatever) or had to make a choice and I’m grateful for that. (My Shep always survives because I’m a completionist and I always get all war assets thus my end score is well above what’s needed for everyone to survive.)

First I got the regular MEHEM, played the trilogy, and the ending, with this mod, didn’t feel right. It didn’t satisfy me at all. I needed to redo some things to get the ending I wanted (I accidentally killed Steve Cortez in my first pt, fuck that noise) so I played ME3 a second time and used a new ending mod called JAM. That pt went perfectly. The ending seriously made me happy, and if felt so right! The Extended Ending, plus JAM, plus the Leviathan DLC, allowed me to enjoy the trilogy with no tears (besides for Anderson, Thane, Mordin, and Legion). There was only ONE plot hole with this combo.

The catalyst obviously targeted Reaper technology (in this mod/DLC combo), but the Geth and EDI were integrated with Reaper code. So how did they survive? (You know they survived by the ending slides with the Geth and EDI calling for Shepard when the gang went looking for her.) So I have to head canon an extra side quest after Priority: Rannoch, where the Geth and EDI discuss looking for a firewall against the catalyst energies for their built in Reaper code. Maybe they get it from the Keepers on the Citadel or maybe they create one together. Of course there is worry about the Reapers getting hold of this firewall, blah blah blah, but they keep it on the hush and hush and it works out in the end. I had no issues with the destroy ending where the Citadel and the relays go boom, because it made sense to me, I only worried about EDI and the Geth. (I united the Geth with their Creators, I’m not letting them die!) So I head canon the side quest and they’re safe. 

There is also the nightmares Shepard has about the boy. I also head canon that when she passes out after Anderson dies, she dreams again, and this time, instead of just standing and watching the boy catch fire, she saves him, she takes action, she stands up for herself and doesn’t let her guilt or fears or worries control her. She wakes with a start (and renewed energy/life) and then activates the Crucible/Catalyst. Perfect ending to me, yes, yes. (Watch here!)

As for the continuation of the series, after playing the trilogy I was disappointed that they didn’t continue the story post war with the reapers. I haven’t played Andromeda yet but I understand it’s in a different Galaxy with different problems and I think that was a missed opportunity on Bioware’s part to explore the other themes/consequences of the first trilogy. There is the dark matter/biotics/eezo/mass effect fields topic to explore as well as the fall out of Shepard’s decisions, such as the Krogan population surge, Geth/Qurian alliance, and the Leviathans. Leviathans indoctrination abilities are very concerning. And granted, Mass Effect 3 did hint that the Krogan and Geth Alliance weren’t a threat, it still wasn’t made certain. Personally I like to be able to have a game where you make sure the Krogans and rachni aren’t a threat based on in-game decisions from both the old and new trilogy. Also, I like the new hero to be able to formalize that the Geth/EDI/new AIs aren’t the threat they were made out to be and we can work together (for Destroy or even control ending, synthesis ending would have to focus on how it didn’t solve the real problems/took away freedom from people). Draw parallels from humans who are evil to AIs who go evil too. And everything leading up to the true threat of Leviathan’s trying to take over again and how the team work of species can over come their old oppressors. Just a trilogy about overcoming old thoughts/beliefs/etc. And it doesn’t have to take place immediately after the reaper war either. It could take place after Shepard’s death or when Shepard is very old and retired. I mean, you could make a game like that, it’d just take finesse because of the way they made ME3′s ending. It’d be tricky with the synthesis ending. but it could happen. A can of worms, yet I truly believe with the five years of development they had they could have written something that may piss off some, but ultimately be a continuation of the interesting galaxy/world the first trilogy created.

Okay, random thought here, but regarding the Asari, wouldn’t be it hard to keep their heads/back of their neck clean? So many places for junk to pile up, cleaning their heads must be a bitch. 

Also, this game was annoying with the male gaze, eye candy thing going on. It was everywhere and it never, ever, didn’t annoy the hell out of me. Pulled me out of the story every time I saw it, that’s for sure. I Like Miranda, but with her catsuit you can even see her lips! And I’m not talking about her face lips either!)

Alright, so romances...I went in knowing I was going to romance either Garrus or Kaidan. I didn’t know these characters yet and I saw these two were romanced the most by female Shepards on tumblr, so I figured I couldn’t go wrong with either of them. Playing a paragon Shep, and getting to know Kaidan, the romance for them made sense to me (My Shep is a spacer/war hero). I was highly attracted to his character, morals, and principals. With Garrus, I can see how a renegade Shep would be all over the “fuck rules” bit but with my paragon, if felt more like a mentor/mentee relationship turn best friends type of deal than a romance. Garrus didn’t fit with my Shepard, Liabelle. I did watch a youtube vid of his romance though and he is cute af.

Of course, later, I find out everyone hates Kaidan for Horizon (or being too emotional/whiny...which felt silly to me tbh). I didn’t. Kaidan’s reaction on Horizon made sense for his character and it felt real. My Shep knew Kaidan would react like he did and while it hurt, she didn’t love him less for it. She fell for him for his principals, why would she be upset at Kaidan being Kaidan when it’s Kaidan she fell for? Hurts yes, frustrating yes, but in the end they found their way back to one another and if felt really good. Now I’m a shenko shipper through and through. 

Also loyalty to a fault can be a bad thing, sometimes you need a friend who will call you out on your shit. That’s what Kaidan did/does (though he went a bit overboard with the betrayal line, but that’s him reeling and he apologized for it). So nah, I wasn’t mad or disinterested in Kaidan after Horizon or for the beginning of ME3. I liked his character development and him coming to realize he made a mistake. You can see throughout ME3, once he comes back, how he regrets it. Ugh, the well made angst mixed with the happiness of them being back together does things to me.

In the end, Garrus and kaidan were my squad, they were my boys. I think not having Kaidan in ME2 made my dislike for the game more intense because I didn’t have my boys together. I literally shouted “MY BOYS!!” at my screen while playing ME3 when I could pick Kaidan and Garrus for my team again. It probably helped that they balanced out my Vanguard really well.

As for romanced Kaidan head canons, I will say that while they were biotic rabbits between the sheets, they were still touch and go relationship wise for most of ME3. I don’t think they were at a place in their relationship for a real marriage proposal after they find her post destroy. They definitely need time to just be and I can see that happening during leave or working on the Normandy during non war times. My husband is in the military and I asked about what would happen if they were found out and the military does give people options, either break it off or marry. I figure by the time anyone finds out they’re already engaged. That just means postings, they wouldn’t be able to work together on the Normandy. I can’t figure this one out. A part of me sees Shep retiring, another can’t see her as anything but Captain of the Normandy. Kaidan could go back to teaching, and they could meet up on Earth every shore leave Shep has...but, gah, I still haven’t figured it out yet. I do like the idea of them retiring out by Kaidan’s family’s orchard, going camping, or traveling, having kids, etc.   

Lastly, the only character I dislike is Kai Leng (too one dimensional and an ass, easy to hate). The rest I will hug if I could. And I was sad I couldn’t have a third squad mate. I’d probably pick Tali mostly with the occasionally Liara or Wrex thrown in with Kaidan and Garrus. Also I have a big soft spot for Samara. I also am weird in shipping Javik and Liara (I want them to have Asari babies!!!!...after writing their book ofc), but I think Joker and EDI are cute af and you can pry that ship from dead, cold hands. Ack, and Thane dying hurt but felt inevitable since he had a terminal illness. Mordin’s death felt a bit unnecessary, he needs to be studying seashells gdi!! ALSO WHY BIOWARE, WHY KILL LEGION, WHY!!! Oh, and Kasumi needs to be able to keep the gray box and move on...humph. 

Alright, I may write a small fic for shenko but I might not, IDK yet. All I know is I miss Dragon Age like I’m missing my other heart, so I’m going back to it soon-ish. Will replay this wonderful sci-fi trilogy again though, sometime in the future just not right away. I’ll always prefer my Dragon Age games, but this ride was definitely worth it.

[imaginetonyandbucky]

Prompt 1: Werewolf Bucky is new to the Avengers. Instead of attaching himself to Steve he follows Tony, who happens to be an incubus. Tony thinks all the possessive displays of affection are absolute adorable and cant get enough of Bucky cuddling him, covering him in Buckys scent via puppy kisses, laying on top of him. The others think it's cute too. Until it doesn't stop after a few weeks and they think Tony mojo'd Bucky with his powers of seduction. Cue Protective!Bucky and hurt-but-hides-it Tony

Prompt 2:  Can I please have some more asexual Tony? (There is always a lack of fics for ace characters :(()

 Tony wasn’t sure what he had done to earn Bucky’s friendship, but whatever it was he would do it a thousands times over if it meant having Bucky by his side.

When Steve and Sam had brought Bucky home to the tower, Bucky had been quiet and morose with moments of anger and violence peppered in between—often triggered by a memory of Hydra. Everyone had thought Bucky would turn into a raging monster when the full moon came and his more animalistic side would be out. It had been a shock to everyone when Bucky had taken werewolf form and instead of lashing out he lay on the ground and whimpered throughout most of the night.

Everyone’s attitude toward Bucky had changed after that. Steve’s need to protect and defend Bucky had doubled, and everyone handled Bucky like glass.

It became annoying real quick, which was why one day Tony marched into the communal space, went up to Bucky, and slapped a wrench into his hand. “I need an assistant today. You’ve been chosen.”

Bucky had been perplexed, but had followed Tony.

Tony doubted that moment was the one that had garnered him Bucky’s friendship; however, it had been a launching point. Whenever Tony saw that Bucky was being coddled he’d demand Bucky help him in the lab or workshop. More often than not, Tony had Bucky mostly hold heavy and/or large items in place while Tony and the bots did more of the technical stuff. If Bucky asked, Tony would slow down and explain what he was doing as he built his contraptions. Bucky seemed to take joy in those exchanges, even if he didn’t say much.

Maybe that was why when he saw Steve, Natasha, and Vision were holding back with Bucky when it came to sparring as well Tony had volunteered himself as a sparring partner.  

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Bucky had said.

Tony rolled his eyes and patted Bucky on the bicep. “Listen, sad-pup, you’re not going to hurt me. Even if you tried, my armor would blast through the wall and you’d get your ass handed to you. Besides, I need the practice.” Tony batted his eyelashes at Bucky. “You wouldn’t want to see me get hurt in a real battle against someone with super strength in the unlikely scenario that my armor malfunctions, would you?”

A spark of irritation lit Bucky’s eyes, and Tony could sense the internal growl Bucky shoved down. “No.”

They’d become sparring partners then.

They had already become friends before that though.

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Tony scrolled through his call list, feeling miserable and hungry. He wished a large cheese burger was the solution to his problems, but unfortunately, the type of nutrients he needed didn’t come from McDonalds, unless he was planning to snack on a cashier.

Tony groaned and sat up in bed. His sheet dropped down to his lap. He hissed. His skin felt sensitive. He couldn’t even wear clothes without feeling like he was being static shocked. He knew he should have had sex three days ago, but it had just been so unappealing. The idea of touching another body right then just seemed too much. Plus, he really didn’t want to deal with all the trouble that came with sex. It was such a hassle; albeit, sometimes fun, but not an exercise he felt compelled to perform.

Now he needed it. Sometimes he loathed being an incubus.

Tony sighed and dropped his phone. “FRIDAY, how much longer can I put off this stupid sex thing before I’m in absolute physical agony?”

“By my calculations, you have roughly three hours, boss. I would also like to point out that you are fifteen minutes late to your sparring session with Sergeant Barnes. He is currently headed to your floor. Should I impeded him?”

Tony grumbled. He hugged his pillow to his chest, grimacing as it pulled against his skin.

He needed a distraction. “Let him in.”

“Understood.”

A minute later, Bucky knocked on his bedroom door and Tony hollered for him to come in.

Bucky’s eyes swept across Tony and his rumpled bed. His expression hardened as he processed the situation.

Tony beamed at Bucky. He kicked his legs up and in the air and cupped his chin. “Hi wolf-babe. You mad at me for missing sparring?”

Bucky walked toward the bed. He nodded at it. “May I?”

Tony huffed at Bucky’s wolf sensibilities (Bucky may deny having them, but Tony knew they existed). He patted the spot next to him on the mattress.

Bucky sat. His eyes roved over Tony’s back before meeting Tony’s gaze. “You don’t look sick.”

“I am.” Tony decided to have some fun and let some of his true appearance leak out over the human facade he wore. His eyes were a mix of oranges and yellows with slitted pupils. Gray, ridged horns sprouted from the top of his head and curled. He smirked at Bucky. “My more primal side is out, and it has made me extra sensitive.” Tony tucked his inhuman features back behind his human disguise and exhaled blithely. “It makes me want to vomit.”

Bucky’s brow pinched. It was a few seconds more before he asked, “Am I understanding this right? Are you saying you’re horny and want to vomit?”

Tony tapped the side of his head where his horns were when not hidden. “Technically, always horny.” He sighed and slouched so he face was burrowed in his folded arms. “But no, I’m not horny. I just need to eat. I’m sure once I start the process I’ll be fine, but it’s finding the motivation to have sex that is the problem.”

“You don’t want sex?” Bucky asked. Bucky’s face scrunched, a sign that he was puzzling through what he’d known about Tony and what he had just learned. He was most likely having trouble with the juxtaposition or a playboy/incubus not wanting sex.

It wasn’t the first time someone had such a reaction to Tony’s revelation. It was frustrating, but Tony kept his aggravation at bay. Bucky’s curiosity and confusion didn’t come from a place of callousness, and the poor guy had been brainwashed for seventy years. If there was anyone Tony could give a break to when it came to understanding the multitude of sexualities that—even to this day—struggled to be recognized and understood, it was Bucky.

“Sex is good. I just...ugh.” Tony made vague hand-gestures. “I’d compare it to working out, but I’m not sure you would get the analogy.”

Bucky pulled up his legs and sat cross-legged. He put his full attention on Tony. “Try me.”

The challenge that lit Bucky’s eyes delighted Tony, but he kept the emotion hidden from Bucky. There had been quite a few people before Bucky who had been determined to understand Tony’s sexuality, but the only ones who had ever succeeded had been Rhodey and Pepper. Even Happy still flubbed every now and then when it came to Tony.

“Fine. Think of one of those days when you dread doing exercise; simply hate it. You know you need to exercise though because of your health. Hell, you even enjoy it once you get started, but getting started is the hardest part. All you can think about is how much you’re going to sweat. How sore you’ll be afterwards. The stench. Being so out of breath your lungs burn, and no matter how much water you drink you feel like you’re dying of thirst.”

“You really hate exercising.” The corner of Bucky’s mouth twitched upward.

Tony swatted Bucky’s knee, happily accepting the sharp tingle the action caused. “I’m trying to make a point. Forgive the exaggeration.”

“Maybe next time you should compare it to doing chores? Beneficial, but no one’s in a rush to do them. Although it probably is not as sweaty, unless you’re cleaning the whole house.” Bucky wrinkled his nose.

Tony mulled over the suggestion for a second before realization struck him like lightning.

Bucky had understood him, or at the very least had some understanding of what Tony felt. Tony just about purred in satisfaction. “Yeah, but who enjoys chores while doing them?” Tony huffed, feigning nonchalance, but inside his heart was fluttering within his ribcage and his stomach was roiling with happiness and excitement.

“Some people like to do chore,” Bucky defended his metaphor. “I don’t, but someone out there does.”

“Just like how you enjoy exercise, you heathen,” Tony said.

Bucky shrugged. “Sometimes. I have my days too. Is that where the analogy falls apart? ‘Cause, I might be misunderstanding, but I don’t think what you’re describing to me is the same thing where some days I just don’t feel like having sex for whatever reason.”

“It is different,” Tony conceded. “I don’t experience sexual attraction. I have a libido and I can enjoy sex, but it’s not what draws me to a person.” He glared down at his phone, knowing that if he were to wake it up from sleep mode it would display his call list. “So it makes it very difficult to pick a partner just for the sole purpose of sex.”

“Fuck. That sucks.” Bucky grumbled in his throat. His fingers played with the tips of Tony’s hair, sending a shudder up Tony’s spine. “Sorry, Tones. Is there anything I can do to help?”

A traitorous thought entered Tony’s head. The image of kissing Bucky suddenly made the idea of having sex not so strenuous. If it was Bucky then it would be more like a game; he could see himself having fun. He could picture himself babbling about something he did in the lab that day and Bucky commenting back or even just peppering Tony with kisses while he listened.

It was a nice image.

“Damn.” Tony flopped his head on his bed. He talked into his mattress. “See, now you I could bang.”

Tony felt Bucky sit up straighter. “What?”

Tony lifted his head. “Oh, don’t be like that. You know you're gorgeous. Plus, for a werewolf, you’re more like a stuffed plushie. You’re the essence of adorableness trying to look tough and fierce.”

“I think I’m pretty fierce.”

“Puff pastry.”

“Am I a toy or food? Get your analogies straight.” Bucky playfully whacked Tony on the leg.

Tony cringed and hissed.

Bucky reared back.

“I’m all right.” Tony drew in a sharp breath. “Sensitive, remember? Won’t go away until I have sex.” Tony nodded at his phone on the bed. “Was trying to call someone before you showed up, but I just couldn’t find anyone appealing.”

“I’m sorry.” Bucky bowed his head remorsefully.

Tony chuckled softly. He leaned his head so his temple rested on Bucky’s knee. The contact stung at first then calmed to a nice pressure. “It’s all right.”

A beat of silence passed before Bucky spoke. “I’d be willing, but you’d have to know something first, Tony.”

Tony tensed in surprise. He hadn’t considered Bucky an option at all. Yes, it would be nice to have Bucky be his partner, but he hadn’t actually considered it possible. A part of him wondered if he’d slipped into a fever dream. Bucky would certainly be one of the most convenient people to have sex with.

“I have feelings for you, Tony,” Bucky stated. “And if we do this they are not going to go away, and… damn it, okay, I’ll admit it. Being a werewolf does affect my personality.” Pink dusted Bucky’s cheeks.

“I knew werewolf sensibilities existed,” Tony stage whispered.

“I’d flick your ear for that if it wouldn’t cause you pain.” Bucky sighed. “But yes, you were right about that. Just not in all the ways you think. If we do this, I’m going to want to touch you constantly—not in a sexual manner though. I mean—I wouldn’t be opposed to sex. Wait! No that I came out wrong too.” Bucky groaned in frustration. “I’m available for sex?”

Bucky’s face turned bright red, and Tony bit his bottom lip to keep from cackling at Bucky.

Bucky sighed in surrender. “Fine. Just know I would never force you to do anything you don’t want to do. What I was trying to say is that I will want to hug and kiss you. I’d also like to hold your hand cuddle. I’m also going to want to mark you up with hickeys and scent you whenever I can.”

“You don’t mean pee on me, right?”

“Tony, be serious!”

“I am.” Tony pushed himself up so he was facing Bucky. “I’m not a fan of watersports.”

Bucky let out a frustrated breath through his nostrils and looked away.

Tony sighed and slowly leaned in to kiss Bucky on the cheek; he wanted to give Bucky plenty of time to retreat if he prefered to not be kissed.

Bucky didn’t pull away though.

A knot that had formed in Tony’s chest released and Tony breathed a sigh of relief. The chaste kiss had been electric with a painful edge; Tony would happily do it again.

“Maybe it’s better if I help you pick out a partner for today? I don’t want to pressure you into anything with me just because I-”

Tony pressed his fingertip to Bucky’s lips. “My dear, just shut up and fuck me, or let me fuck you. I really don’t care which. I’m sex neutral, not anti-physical affection or whatever term you wish to use. Also, all of that sounds pretty amazing to me. The only person who cuddles me now is Rhodey. I love him, but he’s just one man. I need many more cuddles and hugs. I’m touch starved, you know?”

Bucky frowned. “Are you serious about being touch starved?”

Tony shrugged. “Maybe a little.”

Bucky growled.

Laughter burst from Tony. “You really are just the most adorable thing.”

Bucky gently cupped the back of Tony’s head and pulled Tony in close. “I’m going to hug and kiss you so much, you’re going to be sick of it by the end of the week.”

“Oh?” Tony quirked an eyebrow then kissed the corner of Bucky’s mouth. “I’ll accept your challenge once you feed me.” He drifted his lips down to where Bucky’s jaw and neck met and kissed Bucky there. He smirked as Bucky sucked in a quick breath. “Sound good?”

There was a hint of growl in Bucky’s voice as he answered, “Sounds fantastic.”

Bucky had made good on his promise to cover Tony in hickeys, Tony noted as he stared at his distorted reflection in the fridge door as he waited for his coffee to finish brewing. He felt wonderfully full after the other day’s activities and already had plans for how he was going to spend the rest of the day improving his armor as well as work on new products for SI.

Tony startled as two arms wrapped around his waist—one flesh and one metal. Bucky grumbled as his lips latched onto the nape of Tony’s neck and peppered sleepy kisses along the sensitive spot. A nice shudder ran along Tony’s spine, and he turned his head to kiss Bucky’s temple. “Morning, gorgeous.”

Bucky glared at Tony, but the arms around Tony’s waist clung a little harder. Bucky pecked Tony on the lips.

Tony hummed in delight. “I can definitely get used to this. Although the murder-stare I can do without.”

“Too early.” Bucky buried his face in Tony’s shoulder.

Tony frowned. Bucky wasn’t a morning person, but that usually translated into him grunting and walking around with his eyes half-closed. This new reaction had Tony worried. “Sometimes having sex with an incubus can leave a person drained. We feed off the energy that’s released during sex, so I might have taken more than I should have.”

Bucky nuzzled Tony’s neck. “Take as much as you want.”

“Not if it makes you walk around like a zombie for half the day.”

“Am I interrupting something?” Sam’s voice cut in to their conversation.

Tony tensed in Bucky’s arms. Bucky pressed Tony closer to his chest and glowered at Sam.

“Don’t give me that look,” Sam chastised. He waltzed over to the fridge, motioning for Tony and Bucky to take a few steps back so he could open it. “If you two want privacy stay out of the kitchen.”

Bucky grumbled and went back to nuzzling Tony’s neck.

Sam quirked a brow and looked imploringly at Tony.

Tony smiled and reached up to run his fingers through Bucky’s hair. “Just enjoying some team bonding. You want in?”

Sam shook his head as he took the carton of orange juice out from the fridge. “No thanks.” He eyed them as he headed over to a cabinet to grab a glass for his juice. “Wouldn’t want to ruin the cute picture you two make.”

“He’s mine.” Bucky scooped Tony up into his arms then leaped onto the couch with him.

Tony let out a grunt at the impact with the cushions then chuckled.

Bucky had Tony’s head and neck cradled protectively as he straddled Tony. He gently set Tony’s head down on the arm of the couch then looked over his shoulder and growled lightly at Natasha.

Natasha smirked as she held up her hands in surrender. “I was just offering him a little help in self-defense training.”

“I’m his partner.” Bucky sprawled across Tony, laying his head on Tony’s chest and hugging Tony.

Tony gently bumped Bucky on the head with his tablet. “You are, but that doesn’t mean you can’t share.”

Bucky grunted and pushed himself onto his arms so his face hovered over Tony’s. He gave Tony an unimpressed look and made a point of looking over Tony’s body. He huffed then kissed Tony on the forehead. “Nope. You’re mine, and no one else’s.”

Tony rolled his eyes. He bent his leg so it pushed along Bucky’s side. “Well, then you better hold on to me.” Tony swung his weight, flipping Bucky and him off of the couch.

Bucky let out a panicked sound and grabbed Tony. Bucky had fast enough reflexes that he could have easily flipped the two of them in the air so he remained on top of Tony, but instead Bucky remained under Tony, taking the brunt of the impact. It wasn’t until they were on the floor that Bucky switched their positions and nipped at Tony’s shoulder. “That could have hurt.”

“But it didn’t.” Tony grinned.

Bucky let out an annoyed sound and kissed Tony. “Only because I like you too much.”

Tony’s heart warmed at the confession.

“You’re recording this, right, FRIDAY?” Natasha asked the AI.

“Always, Romanoff.”

“Natasha,” Bucky and Tony complained in unison.

Natasha chortled at their disgruntlement.

“You need to be more careful around, Bucky,” Steve stated.

Tony stopped tinkering with his armor. He lifted his safety goggles to the top of his head and set down his tools on a nearby workbench. “Did I say something triggering?” Tony’s stomach churned. It was only years of practice that kept his worry from showing on his face. To Steve he appeared merely curious.

“I know you and Bucky have gotten closer, but it’s…” Steve’s face scrunched as he tried to find the right words. “He’s a lot more sensitive than he used to be. Things… casual relationships used to be something he could handle, but now he’s too prone to attachment.”

It felt like Steve was grinding Tony’s heart between two stones. “He does seem a little more sensitive than the guy that Howard told me about when I was growing up,” Tony admitted, keeping his tone light. “It’s not a bad thing though. Really, Cap. Haven’t you been paying attention? It’s okay now for men to be a more open about their emotions.”

“You know that’s not what I am getting at, Tony.” Steve closed the distance between Tony and him. He clamped his hand on Tony’s shoulder. “Bucky, needs a serious relationship.”

“And you don’t think what we have is serious.” It took all of Tony’s strength to keep the bitterness out of his tone.

“Is it?” Steve asked.

Tony had no words. He hadn’t asked Bucky to be his boyfriend or vice versa. They weren’t even dating. They were just kissing and hugging all the time.

“It’s not your place,” Tony finally forced himself to say. “You have no right to tell Bucky or me what kind of relationship to have.”

“I’m just-”

“You just think you’re being a good friend, but maybe you should talk to Bucky first, and if Bucky wants something different from me than what he’s already got then he can tell me himself.”

Tony curled up in his bed and hugged himself.

He needed to have sex again, but he couldn’t even bring himself to look at his phone for a potential partner. He knew exactly who he wanted to feed from, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask. Every time he considered calling Bucky and asking for help, his brain replayed his conversation with Steve from a few days ago.

It was stupid. He was being stupid. Nonetheless, the voice in his head that told him he was taking advantage of Bucky paralysed him in inaction.

“Boss, Sergeant Barnes is outside your bedroom. He would like to know if he may come in.”

Tony groaned. He grabbed a pillow and hugged it. His skin wasn’t sensitive yet to the soft fabric, but in a few more hours it would be.

He should talk to Bucky.

His stomach felt like someone had dropped a lead anchor into it.

Tony took a deep breath and sat up. “Let him in.”

Bucky must have heard Tony’s answer through the door, because Bucky opened the door the moment the words left Tony’s mouth—not enough time for FRIDAY to relay the message. Bucky looked over the room, and without any preamble he joined Tony on the bed and tugged Tony into a hug. He carded his hand through Tony’s hair as he encouraged Tony to tuck his head under Bucky’s chin.

“What’s wrong?” Bucky asked.

Tony scoffed. “Who said anything was wrong?”

“My instincts.”

Tony snorted. “Yeah right.”

Bucky stroked Tony’s side as he held him.

Tony frowned. “Hold it. Were you joking about the instinct thing?”

Bucky shook his head and kissed Tony on the forehead. “It’s a werewolf thing. Sensing disturbances in the pack.”

Tony snorted then burst into laughter. His nose pressed into Bucky’s collarbone and he shook with laughter. “So I’m pack?”

“Why wouldn’t you be?” Bucky pulled Tony closer so he was just on the edge of Bucky’s lap. “Did someone say you weren’t?”

Tony shrugged. “No. I just didn’t know if ‘pack’ meant the Avengers or your closest friends.”

“Either way you’d still be pack.” Bucky kissed Tony’s cheek, right below Tony’s eye. “Now why are you in your room all alone?” He sniffed Tony. Bucky frowned and took a another whiff. “Especially when you smell like you did when you were sex deprived.”

Tony took a deep breath and braced himself for Bucky’s reaction. “Because I need to feed again.”

Bucky was quiet for a beat. He cocked his head to the side. “Well, I can help with that, Tony. Personally, or I can call someone if you rather not.”

“Would it bother you if I wanted someone else?” Tony asked.

Bucky paused in stroking Tony’s side then picked it up again. “It’s not about me; it’s about what you want.”

Tony untucked his head from under Bucky’s chin so he could look Bucky in the eye. “Steve said you can’t handle a causal relationship.”

Bucky growled. “Steve doesn’t know what he is talking about.”

Tony bit the inside of his cheek. He wished he’d come into the conversation more prepared. There were so many things he wanted to say—so many things he wanted to ask. He didn’t want to send Bucky running though by going too deep too fast.

Bucky cupped Tony’s face. He rubbed his thumbs along Tony’s cheeks. “Just talk to me, Tony. I promise I’m not going to take off.”

Tony huffed and pushed Bucky’s hands away. “Of course you’re not going too. I’m just trying to figure out the most efficient way to ask you what I want to know.”

Bucky smiled knowingly. “Sure thing, doll.”

The pet name loosened something in Tony’s chest. “I don’t want to feed off anyone but you, and I want you to keep smothering me like you do.”

“‘Smothering?’’” Bucky teased.

Tony rested his head on Bucky’s shoulder and closed his eyes. “Yes, smothering. I can’t lie down on the couch without you showing up to lay on top of me.”

“You can always return the favor, you know.”

Tony smiled. “I might take you up on that. I might even take you out to coffee if you let me.”

“You asking me out on a date?”

“Yes.”

Bucky beamed and kissed Tony on the mouth. He was still smiling as he pulled away. “I’d love that.”

Tony had never been scared of public displays of affection, but holding Bucky’s hand in front of Steve after Steve had told him to leave Bucky alone had Tony as jittery as a kid on their first date. Bucky squeezed his hand and that simple act quelled most of his nerves. Bucky guided Tony through the gym and toward the section where they liked to lay out the floor mats and practice hand to hand combat.

Steve watched them from the corner of his eye as he punched a boxing bag.

“Hey, Steve,” Bucky hollered, startling both Tony and Steve.

Steve stopped in the middle of boxing and turned around.

Bucky grinned widely as he held up his middle finger at Steve. “Stay out of my relationships.”

Tony covered his mouth to keep from laughing.

Steve blinked a few times then snorted. He smirked at Bucky. “You be careful with Tony too.”