#im still trying to be hidden and quiet and stuff on this blog though. not easy to not be shameful about this stuff.

[temporaryfascination]

hard out here to be into farts but not scat lmao, i get they're closely related but i cannot control what gets me off lol. feels like im in the minority about it though, every blog i find that likes one more often than not likes the other.

[buckys-other-punk]

Why There?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Tony suggests a little game for everyone to play after a party. You and Bucky are partnered up and let’s just say things become heated throughout the game.

Warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex, cussing and alcohol/drunk-ish people?

Prompt: “Let’s go fuck in that closet.”

Word Count: 2.8K 

A/N: Helloo loves! Starting off the new year with a new smutty fic! This was suppose to be for a writing challenge I joined back in May (holy shit i’ve put this off for way to long..sorry), but the blog who hosted the challenge kinda logged off of tumblr...but I still wanted to write this if they decided to come back (and check it out) and also for you guys of course. This is also very much unedited (like always because im excited to share this) Lemme know if you guys wanna be tagged in future fics and what you think of this fic! Enjoy ;)

**DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE UNDER 18, BUT I CANT CONTROL YOUR ACTIONS SO THIS FINAL WARNING IS POINTLESS...**

“Fuck, how many drinks have you had?” Sam asked, looking at Bucky.

“Far too many. You think Stark’s gonna stop poisoning us?” he chuckled in reply.

“Guys we should play a game!” Tony slurred excitingly towards all of you.

“Tony, are you drunk?” Steve asked Tony. In response he ignored the captain.

You looked at Natasha who was sitting next to you on the couch. Rolling your eyes you asked the man, “What game should we play Tony?”

“I’m glad you asked my dear sweet Y/N.” he stated as he patted your head gently.

“He’s for sure drunk.” you heard Clint huff under his breath.

“Whoever said that, go suck a dick.” Tony grumbled. “Anyways we should play hide and seek! It would be so fun to play it in this big tower!” he exclaimed.

“Tony, I honestly think you’ve had way too much to drink.” Pepper chuckled at her husband.

“No, I’m fine dear. Seriously guys come on! I’ll make it fair. We can have partners!” Tony explained.

“I call Y/N!” Sam yelled getting up from his seat. 

“Dude what the fuck!” Bucky whispered, slapping his shoulder with an angry expression.

“Hey, I wanted to partner with Y/N.” Natasha pouted towards Tony and you.

“Guys, relax I’m sure Tony is the one who will be picking partners. Isn’t that right Tony?” you hesitantly said looking at Stark.

“That’s right Y/N.” Tony replied. “And since Mr. Wilson over here was so eager he’s going to be partnered with Clint.”

“Noo!” Sam and Clint both shouted in astonishment as they looked at Tony.

“Sorry boys. Nat you’re with Steve.” Tony ordered looking at the pair. “I’m with my beautiful wife of course.”

“Yeah, no I’m tired honey. Being the host of an extravagant party was enough.” she said as she kissed Tony’s cheek.

“Good night Pepper.” you said ever so sweetly.

“Thanks. Have fun guys.” she said waving goodbye to everyone and exiting the room.

“Well, I guess I’m with you Banner. I’m assuming you’re playing.” Tony asked, crossing his arms.

“Do I have a choice?” Bruce said in defeat. 

“Nope!” Tony said. “And that leaves Y/N and Bucky for the final pair.” he added looking towards the two of you. You were kind of happy to be paired with Bucky, even though you wished to be paired with Natasha, but Bucky will have to do. I mean, you and Bucky have been having an on and off thing every so often, how bad would this be? You looked towards Bucky with a smile which he returned.

“What?! How come Bucky gets to be with Y/N!? I called dibs!” Sam said angrily towards Tony.

“Because I said so.” Tony snapped which made Sam go off in the corner to sulk.  “So here are the rules; you can’t ask FRIDAY for help, each pair needs to stay together, if you are found you can’t help the seeker find the others, and this entire floor is up for grabs.” Tony explained.

“Wait, if the entire floor is good to hide, that means we can hide in people’s rooms?” Clint asked with a mischievous smirk.

“Yup, everything is clear. If everyone is ok with that?” Tony asked, looking at everyone.

“Yeah.”    “I’m fine with that.”    “Ok.”     “Sure.”

“Alright, but just in case none touches anybody’s stuff in their rooms. Oh, I also forgot to mention, you can move around if you don’t like your hiding spot.” Tony stated sounding less drunk than before. “So, is everyone ready?” he asked and everyone gave a nod towards the man. 

“Ok, Bruce and I will be the seekers. We’ll give everyone 15 minutes to hide. FRIDAY can you announce when the time is up and who gets found when we find people?” he asked the AI.

“Yes, Mr. Stark.” the AI said. “Your 15 minute timer starts now.”

With that everyone grabbed their partners and took off. Clint practically dragged Sam from the corner where he was sulking. Steve picked up Nat and carried her out of the room. Natasha was furiously yelling at Steve to put her down saying she can walk herself. Bucky grabbed your hand and you both ran towards the kitchen.

As the two of you entered the kitchen you both saw Clint try to shove Sam into one of the cabinets underneath the island table. They both felt yours and Bucky’s stares and whipped their heads towards the two of you.

“GET OUT!” Sam yelled as he tried to shimmy into the storage space. Bucky raised his hands in defeat and the two of you exited the kitchen. As you both were leaving you heard Sam yell to Clint, “Dude quit shoving me so hard!” The two of you laughed as you walked down the hallway.

You both passed the living quarters where you briefly saw red hair hiding behind a dresser. You stopped walking to look into the room, which was Clint’s, and saw blue eyes were peeking underneath a bed. “You guys are gonna be found first.” you said to the two.

“Fuck off Y/N. You guys haven’t even hidden yet.” you heard Nat say from behind the dresser.

“There is 5 minutes remaining.” FRIDAY announced.

“Let’s see who gets found first.” Steve said from underneath the bed.

You shook your head and walked towards Bucky. The two of you couldn’t find a perfect spot to hide and time was running out.

“Y/N there.” Bucky said pointing towards the laundry room. You nodded and the two of you quickly entered the room searching for a good place to hide. 

“Damn it there’s nowhere good to hide in here!” you huffed out towards the man.

“Aw come on Y/N. What about there?” he said pointing to the supply closet. “Let’s go fuck in that closet.” he said with a smirk.

“What the fuck Bucky!” you quietly yelled. “First off, no. Second, why should we hide there? Isn’t it a little too obvious to hide in a closet?” you replied with your hands on your hips.

“Hey at least I tried.” he said, raising his arms in defense. “Well it may be so obvious that the science bros wouldn’t even look there.” Bucky replied, back arms crossed.

“The 15 minute time is up. Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner is on their way.” the AI announced.

“Ugh, fine we’ll hide in the closet.” you huffed in defeat as you pulled Bucky with you towards the closet. You opened the door, shoved Bucky inside first and got in closing the door behind you. The space felt super small with Bucky’s large frame pressed up behind you. His hands were on your hips and you felt his hot breath on your exposed neck. Fuck why did Tony have to have this idea right after a party? You grumbled to yourself.

“You smell nice, doll.” Bucky whispered in your ear.

“That’s fucking creepy Bucky.” you replied back.

“What, I can’t help it. You look so fucking hot in this dress.” he started as he rubbed his hands along your frame which of course gave you goosebumps.

“Wait, be quiet. I think I hear someone.” you whispered. Bucky became quiet, but his arms wrapped around your front this time and he pulled you even closer to his body. You could feel his bulge pressing against your lower back.

“Nothing here.” you heard Bruce yell.

“Did you check the closet?” Tony asked.

“I don’t think anyone would be hiding in the closet. That’s the most obvious place to hide.” Banner said.

“Alright then.” Stark stated as the two of them exited the laundry room.

He sobered up quickly you said to yourself.

Both you and Bucky huffed out the breath you were holding. You waited a good 5 minutes before opening the closet door and pulling Bucky out. As soon as the two of you got out of that closet you heard FRIDAY announce that Natasha and Steve were found first.

“Knew it.” you whispered with a smirk towards Bucky. “We gotta find somewhere else to hide.” you added.

“Where should we go?” he asked, walking towards the exit of the laundry room, looking out into the hallway to see if the coast was clear.

“Maybe someone’s room. I don’t think that Tony and Bruce would go back there since they already found a pair.” you said shrugging your shoulders.

“Alright, let's go to Sam’s room.” Bucky said. “I’ve always wanted to mess with his stuff.” he added with a smirk.

“Tony said to not mess with the rooms, Buck.” you said as the two of you walked into the hallway towards the room.

“Fuck his rules. I’ve been meaning to mess with Wilson’s stuff for a while, but never got the chance.” he snickered.

“Whatever.” you huffed.

The two of you arrived in Sam’s room without hesitation and Bucky wreaked havoc. He went into the bathroom and messed with all of Sam’s toiletries. Sam’s bed was neatly fixed before the two of you got there, but once Bucky finished messing with his bathroom, he walked towards the bed laying down on it.

“You wanna fuck in his bed?” Bucky said wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“What no.” you quickly said.

“Fine, maybe next time.” winking at you as he stood up from the bed. You rolled your eyes as you looked around the room wondering if Tony and Bruce found Sam and Clint. About 15 minutes passed and you were getting bored. Did Tony and Bruce give up?

“You guys are giving me a headache.” you heard Tony announce through the intercoms. “New rule, if you found a new spot to hide you have to stay there.”

“Ugh, I need this game to be over so i can get out of this dress.” you said as you laid on Sam’s bed.

“I can help with that, doll.” Bucky flirted which again made you roll your eyes. “Come one Y/N. Help me get back at Sam for his prank on me. Let’s fuck on his bed.” he begged at you on his knees. You sat up as an idea formed in your mind, which would help him get his revenge.

“No, I’m not gonna have sex with you in Sam’s bed.” you said and Bucky groaned frustrated looking at the ground. “But,” you started and that made him lift his head up. You leaned forwards towards him so that your face was close to his. “I’ll fuck you in his closet.” you said looking straight into his eyes. You saw his blue eyes turn dark filling with lust.

“You’re serious Y/N? You’re not messing with me right?” he asked quietly staring into your eyes

“I’m dead serious babe.” you said confidently and with that Bucky stood up and lifted you into his arms. As he walked towards the closet his blue eyes were staring into your y/e/c eyes. He looked down to your lips then back up at your eyes. Once Bucky entered the open closet he leaned his head forward and connected his lips with yours.

The kiss was passionate and rough. Bucky closed the door slightly so just enough light could peak through. He pressed you up against the wall as he still held onto you. He deepened the kiss and the two of you moaned as your tongues fought for dominance. Your chest was pressed up against his, arms around his neck holding him close and thighs wrapped around his torso.

You felt one of his hands move from your back to your exposed thigh. He ran his hand from your thigh up to your hip, pushing your black dress along with it. Bucky withdrew his lips from yours and attached them to your neck. Unsatisfied with his thin grey dress shirt, you moved your hands to his chest and began to unbutton the fabric wanting more of him. Just as you finished unbuttoning his shirt you both heard a noise outside the closed space. 

Both of you froze in place looking towards the cracked door not wanting to get caught. You heard footsteps walk past the room and a grumble followed by a door shutting. It was probably Steve, tired of Tony’s little game and wanting to sleep the rest of the night. With that the two of you huffed in relief, Bucky looked back to you  with his lustful eyes.

“You’re sure you still want to do this?” he asked face inches to yours.

“If we get caught, then whoever catches us will have a great show.” you said smugly.

“I’m gonna fucking ruin you, doll.” he growled as he took off his shirt completely while still holding onto you. 

You followed suit, luckily your dress had no zippers, so you pulled your dress up over your head and kicked off your heels. Bucky pulled back and drooled at the sight of you. You wore a black bralette and lace thong underneath your dress. He grabbed the back of your head and pulled it forward as he pressed his lips on yours once again. Your hands ran up his toned chest to the back of his neck, you used our right hand to slightly pull at his hair which made him moan.

Bucky’s right hand moved from your hip to up your body, stopping at your left breast giving it a light squeeze. Moaning at the sensation you began to grind against his lower half, feeling his dick twitch underneath his dress pants. Bucky pushed the fabric covering your breasts down, his lips removed from yours as he placed hot wet kisses from your jaw down to your chest. Admiring your naked torso he lifted you higher against the wall so he could attach his lips on your hardened nipple as one of his hands began to rub your clit through your lace thong. You moaned, grabbing a fist full of his hair drawing his lips back to yours. 

Once your lips were attached Bucky’s, he began to unbuckle his belt and you fumbled unzipping his pants off. He pushed them down along with his boxer briefs to his thighs and his hard dick sprang free form its restraints. It was your turn to now drool at the sight of him. You moved your right hand between your bodies as you grabbed his dick and began stroking it. Bucky moved his hand back to your clothed pussy and moved your lace thong to the side. He gathered the slick juices from your pussy to his mouth, moaning harder at the taste of you and your actions.

“You ready doll?” he asked looking at your eyes and you replied with a yes. He spat in his hand and pumped his dick before slowly inserting into you. The two of you moaned at the sensation as Bucky held you close waiting for you to adjust to his size.

“Move baby.” you whispered in his ear. Bucky slowly pulled out of you and back in.His movements were torturously slow and you wanted more.

“Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner have found Mr. Wilson and Barton.” FRIDAY announced. 

Oh thank god you said to yourself. “You better make this fast Barnes.” you breathed out finally getting what you wanted.

“Oh doll, if you want fast I’ll show you fast.” he whispered in your ear. Just like that his hips pulled back almost completely and quickly thrusted back into you. You moaned in Bucky’s ear pulling at his hair with your right hand, scratching his back with the other keeping his body close to yours. His pace changed to an agonizing slow pace making you clench around him.

“Fuck Bucky.” you moaned as your head rested on his shoulder. Bucky then thrusted hard into you again. You screamed, biting his shoulder as your back was pressed harder against the wall.

“Shit doll, you’re taking me so well.” he said as he kissed along your jaw. With each sharp thrust his lips moved closer and closer to yours. Once he felt your clench around his dick he placed his lips on yours swallowing your moans. 

“What the fuck?” a voice yelled as they entered his room.

Bucky’s ears perked up and he quickened his pace fucking you harder and harder. You couldn’t control how loud your moans were. You quickly slapped your hand over your mouth, hoping Sam didn’t hear. Your legs began to shake as you felt your climax come near and Bucky felt you clench around his dick. He quickly moved his hand over to your clit rubbing the small bundle of nerves as fast as he could. You both hear footsteps come closer and closer to the closet door. 

You and Bucky began panting hard at how close you both were. You felt Bucky’s dick twitch inside of you, which made you clench around him and just as you both were at the peak of your climax the closet door quickly opened revealing Sam. His eyes wide at the sight of you naked pressed up against the wall and Bucky balls deep inside of you. The two of you groaned in each other's mouths as you both came hearing yelling in the background.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Sam yelled again. Covering his eyes at the scene in front of him, his two best friends having sex with one another.

A/N: WOOOOO! What did you think of this mess! Was it hot (or not)? lol Again if you wanna be tagged in future fics, have any requests or just wanna chat, hit me up! 

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[slipperyskell]

i just came across your blog and i really enjoy your content!! im not sure if you're still doing these but do you have any headcanons about things cicero does on the road as a follower? :D

I do!!!!! And my ask box is always open for headcanon dump subjects, art requests, and whatever else ya’ll wanna send me!!!

While They’re On The Road:

Now, depending on how Cicero is traveling, and whether he’s traveling with someone or if he’s traveling alone, there’s a good few different things he might end up doing to keep himself or his companion entertained.

If he’s on his own, and he’s on foot, he’s usually pretty slow, but is p attentive to his surroundings, just to make sure nothing gets the jump on him 

provided the weather is nice and he’s out there for a while, he likes to enjoy the scenery around him, really take in wherever he is

if he’s not in a hurry (which usually isn’t the case but sometimes!!!), he might take his sketchbook out and do a bit of doodling if something in particular catches his eye

almost assuredly picks a few flowers, should he be not far from home 

often times he’s humming a tune to himself, a pleasant smile on his face as he makes his way to wherever he’s going 

many assume he’s just off in his own world, but he’s far more aware of his surroundings than he lets on 

he usually doesn’t talk to himself too too much in a time like this, as the hustle and bustle of nature around him is usually enough to keep his need for noise sated 

if he’s traveling with someone else, however, he gets very chatty 

and it’s pretty much anything that pops into his head 

it could be something work related, it could be something he just noticed and had to blurt out 

unless they tell him to be quiet, or he’s really tired/injured/sick, he’s gonna be pretty chatty 

he just really likes to be able to talk to someone, honestly 

as he does with most anyone he loves (whether this is familial, platonic, romantic, or any other kind of love is up for interpretation) , he’ll likely give them flowers 

if he sees a cool bug he must show them 

he gotta 

he’s a bit more on guard when he’s with someone, too

especially if it’s the listener 

he tends to get into the mindset that he has to make sure they’re safe at all costs, and while he does try to keep them entertained along the way, their safety comes before all else 

interestingly enough, if they’re on horseback, he’s a good bit quieter

there’s a little less time to take in everything that’s around him, and a part of him almost gets overstimulated by that 

so he pipes down a bit, and just kinda waits till they reach their destination. a bit like a car ride, in a way 

often times he insists that he have the reigns so his companion may rest (though if it’s shadowmere they don’t have to worry about guiding them since they know where they need to go) 

does he appreciate the feeling of their arms wrapped around his waist as they ride off to wherever they’re going?

he might. he might enjoy that just a little bit 

his companion might end up taking the reigns in his stead, though usually if he’s tired/sick/injured 

that, surprisingly, is when he’s at his quietest 

it’s likely alarming to anyone who hasn’t traveled with him much, as he’s otherwise quite the chatterbox 

he tries not to touch them too much, but if there’s nothing else to hold on to on the saddle, he will, with a little hesitation, hold onto their waist

he feels almost bashful about it - he knows it’s necessary, but he feels like it’s something he’s not allowed to do 

if he and his companion are close/are used to the contact from one another, there’s definitely less hesitation tho 

if he’s really sleepy or just feeling a little needy, he might end up holding them a bit closer, and prolly ends up just resting the side of his head on their back/shoulder as they go

though that is a very very rare occasion because he feels weird about doing it, even if they are close 

If They’re In Town: 

If he’s on his own, he’s generally pretty well behaved, though it depends on why he’s there 

if he’s just there to get supplies, be it food, armor repairs, or what have you, he’s there for that and that’s that 

though he does have a bad habit of impulse buying when it comes to food 

he starts seeing stuff he hasn’t eaten in forever and starts going on a bit of a culinary tangent 

if he’s there for a contract, he’s in and out - no need to sit and dawdle when the guards could figure it out and track him down at any moment

He’s very much a chatterbox when he’s there for non-murder related reasons (granted, it’s mostly small talk, but he still listens. makes note of anything of significance said), and it’s the only time he makes himself known when he’s in town

if he’s there for a contract, he’s waiting out in hidden parts of town, sneaking about in the shadows once it’s nighttime, killing the contract, and leaving before the body has time to cool

he doesn’t fuck around if he doesn’t need to - he’ll relish in his newest soul to sithis once he safely makes his escape 

because of how meticulously he handles it, no one knows he’s a murderer. like, at all 

just some goofy guy who definitely isn’t sound of mind, but not dangerously so 

sometimes crowds can be a little too much for him, so often times he waits until things die down in the market before he goes 

if he rents out a room at the inn, he makes sure he keeps his room nice and tidy both during and when he’s about to leave, so that the innkeeper’s don’t have to do much to make sure things are ready for the next person. this goes for if he’s alone or with a companion

always keeps his belongings close, too - this also goes for if he’s alone or if he’s with someone

never ever ever drinks alone - he will only drink if he’s with someone 

just really doesn’t trust people - or himself for that matter 

he’s just all around p respectful of his surroundings, and most everyone who knows this side of him knows he’s a good guy, as far as they’re aware

always keeps things clean, always tips the innkeepers and maids and the like extra, everything is asked for with a “please” and a “thank you”

no one really knows for sure where he gets all his money from, but he pays well and that’s all that matters 

If he’s with someone, he definitely lets his guard down a bit

still makes sure everyone’s got their belongings, nothing is lost or stolen 

always offers to pay for a room, or really anything for that matter, unless he doesn’t have any money on him, which is very seldom the case

he’s really good at making sure he’s got everything he needs before he leaves for errands and the like 

and likely makes sure his companion has all their belongings they need, too - just to make sure they haven’t forgotten anything 

he’s very well meaning, but almost a little overbearing when it comes to that 

he’s more likely to drink if he’s with someone he knows and trusts, though if the person in question has been drinking a lot, he either only drinks a little or not at all

he’s very big on someone being sober to make sure everyone is safe, as tempted as he may be to drink himself 

usually it’s him, but sometimes it’s his companion

and if that’s the case, he’ll drink like he normally would, but he cuts himself off before he goes too far 

usually two glasses of wine at most 

and plenty of water, too - especially if they’re going to be off doing more stuff first thing in the morning 

it wouldn’t do him any good to be hungover, after all 

this was a lot more than i thought I had, but here you go al;dksfja;ldkfja;ldkfj

[kakloins]

Hey, I really like your blog (your fics are seriously amazing 💖) and wanted to request fluff w Jotaro x f!reader. I had this idea that maybe reader is part of the sdc and she gets hurt in order to save Jotaro and then he confesses? (You can write something else if you want, I don't rlly mind 💕) Anyways, hope you're having a great day!

aww thank you so much 💕💕!!! im actually pretty new to writing so im glad you like my stuff heheh

also....this is a very good request i ended up writing 1000+ words again whooPS

warning: slight blood mention

Although you couldn’t exactly pinpoint it, there was something that just felt off. The moment you and Jotaro left the others in order to ask some locals about Dio’s whereabouts, a tense feeling appeared deep in your gut that just couldn’t seem to escape you. You felt anxious—like you were being watched and followed at the same time—yet a quick glance at your surroundings dismissed those paranoid thoughts almost immediately. There was nothing unusual, there were no suspicious figures hanging around or anything out of the ordinary.

So why did you feel this way…?

“Hey,” Your thoughts were interrupted by the tall man next to you. Jotaro must have noticed you looking around cautiously, as he looked down at you besides him, gently nudging you with his elbow. “What’s wrong? You’re acting strange—or at least stranger than usual.”

The sudden contact caused you to let out a barely audible gasp in surprise, though you quickly composed yourself once your brain processed Jotaro as the one who was speaking to you. He was still looking down at you with his green eyes staring into yours expectantly, waiting for response.

You looked away slightly from his serious gaze, laughing nervously. “Ah—It’s nothing. I guess I just feel a little weird is all. Probably because of the heat, you know?” 

It was the most likely reason you could think of. The harsh Egyptian heat wasn’t like any other heat you had experienced, and it easily could’ve been the source of your somewhat anxious feelings. Though you weren’t positive it was true, you had to quickly come up with an excuse so Jotaro wouldn’t worry about you; after all, you both had to focus on what you came out here to do in the first place.

His gaze stayed transfixed on you and his eyebrows lowered—he seemed slightly concerned, and at the same time unbelieving of your answer, as if he was going to ask you if the heat was really the real reason for your odd behavior. Yet after another second, he simply turned his head back towards the front of him and looked on ahead. “If you start to feel any worse, tell me. We’ll head back.” He stated bluntly.

You held back a sigh of relief, grateful that he didn’t press you any further on the matter. “Alright.” You agreed.

For the next few minutes while you were both walking and asking people about Dio's whereabouts, everything was calm, and though you tried to ignore it, the same eerie feeling resided within you.

Then it suddenly became much more intense.

You stopped walking, frantically looking around, with all previous doubts gone and now positive someone dangerous was near. Jotaro stopped in his tracks and looked back at you, his expression a mixture of confusion and mostly concern.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” He yelled.

Before you even had time to respond, you saw something through the corner of your eye. It was just a blur, but it was heading towards you both fast. There was no doubt that it was an enemy stand user’s attack. Before you could even blink it was already a couple of feet in front of you, about to make impact.

Your mind was racing, trying to think of what you could do—there was no time to summon your stand, that was out of the question. At the last moment, you decided there was only one thing you could do, and that was potentially save your close friend, who started this journey to save his mother.

While Jotaro was still looking at you, you yelled, suddenly leaping forward and pushed him with all your strength, causing him to stumble a few feet and fall towards the ground.

All he saw afterwards was your body and a spray of blood as you flew back, hitting the ground with a heavy thud and laying motionless.

...

You had ended up losing consciousness after the impact, though you had no idea how long. When you started to open your eyes, Jotaro was kneeling besides you. His face was one of pure fear as he looked down at you, examining your bruised and bloodied form. 

"Jotaro…?" You quietly groaned.

His eyes quickly shot back up to your face and widened. He was breathing heavily, sweating, and just looked like an overall mess. You had never seen him like this before—so different from his usual self.

He softly muttered your name as you tried to sit up. "Are you alright?"

You let out a small groan as you adjusted yourself, accompanied with a bitter laugh as blood still oozed out of the wound on your midsection. “Y-yeah, I think so. It’s not as bad it looks. I don’t think I got hit anywhere vital...”

That’s right—there was an enemy stand user nearby that had attacked you both. You perked up, quickly scanning the area, trying to see if the attacker was still nearby. He could end up striking again at any time while you were still vulnerable.

You looked at the man next to you and spoke with a hint of panic to your tone. “Jotaro, what happened to the—“ 

Before you can finish the sentence, a pair of large arms are wrapped around you, holding you tight. Jotaro brought you closer to him, holding you against his chest and lowering his head into the crook of your neck. Your breath got caught in your throat, preventing you from uttering a single word as you were pulled against him, and your cheeks started heating up instantly at the contact. It was just so intimate—you could feel his chest heave with his breathing and his warm breath on your neck.

He let out a deep sigh of relief. “I thought you were dead. God, I don’t know what I would’ve done if that were true. I was scared shitless.”

There was a gentleness in his voice that you had never heard from him before, and it made you all the more confused and flustered. Though another part of you couldn't help but also felt guilty for frightening him, so much so that he'd end up embracing you. Slowly, you reciprocated the hug without even thinking, wrapping your arms around him as well.

"I'm okay, Jotaro." A small laugh escaped your lips as your hands continued to roam across the expanse of his back, rubbing him comfortingly. "I won't leave you that easily, y'know. I love being with you way too much for that." 

He lifted his head up from it's position near your neck, looking directly into your warm eyes. His own expression was still soft, with all hints of his typical serious expression gone as he looked at your own. "I…"

Jotaro's words trailed off as if he was still thinking of how to put his thoughts into words. As he saw you waiting expectantly while looking at him, you noticed his cheeks become a shade darker as he looked off to the side. Then he took a deep breath.

"I… love being with you, too. I want you to stay with me for as long as possible–I don't know if you feel the same way, but…"

In an instant, your heart rate skyrocketed to a rapid speed. As you looked at the man holding you, his red face half hidden with his hat, it was apparent what he was actually trying to tell you and how much weight those words had.

It was Jotaro's own way of confessing his feelings and asking if you felt the same without directly saying it. Maybe he had planned to tell you when you both left the others to question locals by yourselves, but you never would have guessed he felt that way about you, even if you were closer to him than the other crusaders. Then again… a memory flashed back to you of Polnareff smiling goofily as you and Jotaro once again decided to sit next to each other while traveling to your next destination.

The silence that lingered in the air for a moment following his words was tense. Jotaro was still looking off to the side, avoiding your gaze.

You decided to break that silence and spare him the stress. "Of course I feel the same way. Why do you think I protected you from that attack before?" Your arms then wrapped around Jotaro, pulling him back into a soft embrace. "I love you. I couldn’t risk you getting hurt like that." Your voice was quiet, but still plenty loud enough for him to get the point.

You both remained quietly in each other's arms for a few moments as his own were wrapped around you following your own confession, just enjoying the intimacy of being so close to each other. Then, Jotaro stood up, offering you a hand and pulling you up. When you were finally standing besides him, however, he didn’t let go.

A large smile appeared on your face, and Jotaro offered a small grin of his own. “Alright then. Let’s head back and get your wounds treated.”

You nodded, then started walking with him, still holding each other’s hand. The day didn’t go exactly how you thought it would, but as you felt Jotaro’s hand holding your own, minus the slight injury, you certainly couldn’t complain at the sudden turn of events.

[onepunchmiss]

OPM s2e12 Live Blog

“The Wiping of the Disciple’s Butt”

The season finale. I’m nauseous. Lets begin. 

As always, I’m watching from the perspective of someone who has read the manga and webcomic. 

Right where we left off. Again I love the music. I’m just like, really calm right now actually. hhhhhhhhhhhokay. OOF oh god all the crunching sound effects oh no, this is already so weird watching Garou get his ass handed to him since he’s pretty much curb stomped every other hero in battle thus far, or at the VERY LEAST avoided taking so many hits. This. is so uncomfortable to watch. WOAH ????? THESE SHOTS WERE ONLY THERE FOR A SPLIT SECOND BUT??? HOLY SHIT???

GAROU’S HAIR OH MY GOD 

Oh god oh god Bang is relentless this hurts please stop guys GUYS PLZ  HAS NO ONE REALISED THAT NOT ONE HERO HAS DIED CMON PLZ IT HURTS calm down stop trying to kill him plsplspls OH

THIS 

IS WHY

WE STAN GAROU

HE SAYS FUCK DEATH HOW ABOUT I JUST GET STRONGER INSTEAD QUE EPIC THEME MUSIC

oh god damnit him legit running on all fours right there just looks goofy tho F “preposterous style” Bang you aint lying asdfghjkl really though OH MY GOD EVERYONE IS DRAWN SO BEAUTIFULLY THIS IS SO BLESSED 

WAIT 

NO OPENING THEME???????????????????? WHAT?????????????????????? WHY????????????????????????? ONE, I WANTED TO SEE THE CHIBI OF THE WEEK AND 2 

I WASNT PREPARED FOR MY FAVORITE DOPEY BIRD MAN THE FUCK PHOENIXMAN PLS NO ILY I know people hate him a lot but I just really dig how he feels like a fleshed out character compared to most other monsters, like he’s legit lookit him being all smart and stuff plz I just,,,,,,,,,,,, want to hug dumb fluffy birb ;-;

Woah again I’m being blown away by the animation??? Garou getting smacked around is really fluid and this just looks really cool in general?????

FUCK I CANT DO FLASHBACKS MAN JUST HEARING THE KID VOICE MAKED MY STOMACH LURCH OH NO 

OH NO I SCREAM OH NO I CANT OH NO GIMME 5 MINUTES PLEASE I CANNOT BBY NO I FORGOT ADULT GAROU IS IN THE FLASHBACK WATCHING THIS TIME PLS NO 

LIKE???????? I got kinda a comedic vibe watching him comment on it in the manga but the slow music and shit is just FUKKIN ME UP RIGHT NOW I HATE IT THANKS IT HURTS

oh god his face he has the seething thousand mile stare of quiet rage and its burning a hole STRAIGHT THROUGH MY ENTIRE BEING “But me I was the loner kid. Always gloomy and without friends” STOP. YOU STOP THAT RIGHT THIS INSTANT. IM CRYING AT U RIGHT NOW STOP

NO DONT HOLD HIM LET HIM GO S T O P OR SO HELP ME i can’t watch this what the fuck “I was always the loser” SHIT this legitimately hurts me “I dont want to be the monster anymore” GArou hey did you hear that part?? hEY GAROU DID YOU HEAR YOURSELF THERE??? 

WHAT DID I SAY WHAT THE F DID I JUST SAY STOP HOLDING HIM STOP STOPPIT  THE HELL MAN What if……….. I just go BACK IN TIME AND ADOPT BB GAROU CAN I DO THAT IS THIS POSSIBLE IS THIS ALLOWED ? ?? ?

oh my god it keeps getting worse. I mean. I already knew garou was being disproportionately reprimanded for what he supposedly did, but watching this scene just fucking kicked me in the teeth. As if my stomach wasn’t already in knots. The fuck . why does this hurt so much more watching than reading the frustration in seeping into me ffffff.

This looks really cool but, i can barely focus on that because im pretty much being exsanguinated on the floor over here by this whole sequence look at him crying. do it for me cause I sure as hell can’t 

“I want to strike a blow for the little guy”

Fukkin GETTEM GO GETTEM 

HOLY SHIT HIS VA IS GOING T F OFF 

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH LOOKIT HIM ILY SO MUCH SAVE THE DAY BIRB SAVE 

ASDFGHJKL THIS IS SO INTENSE EVERYONE IS SO INTENSE I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS BUT HOLY SHIT FUCK IM SCREAMING GAROU IS SCREAMING BANG AND BOMB SCREAMING GENOS AND EVEN PHOENIXMAN EVEN THE MUSIC IS SCREAM WE ALL JUST SC R E M

OH MY GOD AND THE LITTLE HEAD NOT GENOS AND BANG GIVE EACHOTHER SAVING THE HEROES OH MY GOD OH FUCK AND THE WAY THEY ANIMATE BANG JUMPING AROUND IS DOPE AS HELL AND ALSO HOLY SHIT ELDER CENTIPEDE I MISSED THE UNSETTLING SMOOTH CG LIKE ANIMATION FOR THE CENTIPEDES EVERY CELL IN MY BODY IS JUST SCREAMING RN I AM OVERLOAD HELP 

Garou flailing in the air in Phoenixman’s grip is … really adorable oh my god. “It’s your fault for not finishing them” ooooooo that shut him up didn’t it oof. Also nice cameo by Tatsumaki there 

ASDFGHJKL THE MUSIC AGAIN I LOVE IT I LOVE THEM LOOK AT THEM OH MY GOD 

THIS IS SO BAD ASS

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS SO BADASS

Genos’s eye static, The brother’s fists swirling, THE FUKKIN CARAPACE SHATTERING 

THIS FIGHT IS SO WILD MY COMPUTER CANT EVEN TAKE IT. ITS GLITCHING AND FREEZING UP HOLY SHIT

oh god ok the face coming out of the face was pure nightmare fuel alright then

WAIT

I FORGOT GENOS IS A SELF SACRIFICING DUMBASS. NO IM NOT READY GENOS YOU DOOF LISTEN TO KUSENO LISTEN TO HIM 

oh no 

oh no

im crying oh no

this animation is beautiful first of all and the music like im just here this is where I’m at and I’m crying oh no 

He’s an angel. A literal angel. Look at that and tell me he doesn’t look like a fucking angel in the sky with the rays of light casting shadows around him. 

Genos you are too good and pure for this world but that DOESNT MEAN TRY TO GET YOURSELF KILLED 

Shit they really made it look like he was gonna self destruct there for a second which MADE HIS LAST STAND EVEN MORE INTENSE OH MY GOD SWEETHEART Y’all ever get into a show because you keep seeing one character that catches your interest, and you keep seeing them pop up on your dash or wherever until you finally decide ‘well fuckit, this is the asshole that’s gonna get me to finally watch the show’, cause you’re already invested in them anyway? Genos did that for me with OPM. If this fool didn’t exist Who knows how long it would’ve taken me to get to watching OPM, if ever. And shit like this is why I STILL love him. I usually move on to new faves 90% of the time but nope. Genos earned his spot and is keeping it. Look at this insane shit. My heart. Uhg

Enough gushing asdfghjkl ok but Genos, you just went INTO THE DAMNED THING’s STOMACH,,,,, and you’re SURPRISED that there’s STOMACH ACID?? But real talk. What the EVERLONG FUCK is that thing’s insides made out of? How did it NOT DIE. the FuCK

asdfghjkl Phoenixman’s chuckle???? I love 

Oh Bang no, this is wrenching my heart like I know that he doesn’t actually use his power but its built up so intensely like,,, would he be ok if he did??? and actually more concerningly since it even WAS brought up that he has some hidden true strength, will we EVER get to see that??? Oh Shit well when they word it as “All the power left to me in this life” then yeah, that seems pretty life or death ish???? THE FUCK 

Oh thank god comedic relief is here I feel like i’m about to have a heart attack my chest is so tight hhhhhh ok breathe WAIT THIS ISNT COMEDIC THIS IS BADASS AS HELL JEEZUS witht he flashbacks to the Saitama encounter and THIS LOOK

The Anime is really fucking with the audience huh??? Making it look like KIngs about to throw hands like???????????? OH SHIT AND THIS MUSIC IS DOPE AS HELL TOO IM JUST laughing I have so much excessive energy right now???

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHZAHAHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASDFGHJKLJHGFDSWERTGYHUIUJHGFDFGHJKJHGFRE THE FUKKIN SONG THEY BROUGHT IT BACK THE ULTIMATE SONG I GOT THREE NOTES IN JUST THREE NOTES AND I KNOW IM SCREAMING I GOTTA GO RUN BRB 

IM STILL SCREAMING FADFJSAGFJDSLKAHVFSKLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OUR MAIN MAN THERE HE IS THERE HE IS IM GONNA THROW UP 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

OH MY FUCK THATS WHAT THE OPENING SEQUENCE EXPLOSION WAS FROM OH GOD OH FUCK BEAUTIFUL THIS IS BEAUTIFUL OH FUCK OH GOD 

The REPRISE oh no oh NO OH NO OH NO NO ITS NOT OVER im not ready its not I cant no no no i dont want to press play cause if I press play it will end soon no no no Oh my god and at the end there isnt gonna be a title card for the next episode because THERE IS NO NEXT EPISODE no non o nonononon on on on ono no no no 

NO 

HEY IVE BEEN RIPPED OFF. WHERES THE FACE WITH HIS HAIR BLOWN BACK??? ASDFJKL fine I cant even be mad everything else was tooo  ofdbghjfshkggfhsjgbfhjka

KING WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT REACTION ASDFGHJKL W H A T 

WAIT THEY ARE DOING THE OPENING THEME AT THE END NO I CANT HANDLE SEEING EVERYOONE NOW OF ALL TIMES GOD DAMNIT WHY ok yknow what. I knew it would be king. I dont know how but i did 

Wha

wh

fkin cliffhanger no please no 

I.. I’m kind of at a loss for words. I’m. That’s it, huh? It’s really over. It doesn’t FEEL over. There’s so much unfinished business. Well, the only way to really neatly wrap everything up as neatly as S1 did would have been to get ALL THE WAY through the Garou arc, which obviously wasn’t going to happen, but this is not a great spot to leave off if we’re going to endure another few years hiatus. My hope is that, with biweekley manga updates, we should wrap up the Monster Association/Garou stuff (assuming it doesn’t diverge from the web comic too much) some time next year, and I’m HOPING that s3 is already being planned accordingly along side manga publications. So MAYBE it will at least be announced around that time 2020. That’s my wishful thinking at least. I don’t think I can survive 3 years. anyway

You could really tell JC Staff poured their hearts and souls into these last 2 episodes. Absolutely gorgeous, paced well, so completely satisfying and making every second of s2 worth while. For me, at least. I’ve already seen people still complaining and I’m just sorry they didn’t have as much fun as I did. 

Seriously, thank each and every one of you guys. This has been a wild ride, I’ve barely had this blog a few weeks before season 2 started airing (and honestly just got into opm maybe a month before that?), so I owe a lot of the success on the blog to the anime I bet. This was the first series I’ve never tried live bogging, and I honestly can’t believe that they were as popular as they were? Especially since I never have any idea what I’m doing but yall listen to me ramble anyway?? Yall are crazy thank you so so so much. Now my tuesdays are gonna feel really empty… next week is gonna be weird as hell. Though I’m gonna get mad nostalgic good vibes rewatching this season in the future in no small part from sharing my experience with everyone who's stuck around. I can’t say see yall next week this time, but, see you next season whenever it may be for sure.

[all-hail-the-witcher]

blaze it bitches

in honor of weed day have this mess ______

ship: ralbertxweed

genre: the biggest load of crack to ever crack

warnings: weed juice, panera, there’s a shane madej quote, t h r e e quotes by Mr Michael Himself, uhhh, cowboys, oh mothman, general idiocy, and all credit for fruity pebbles to my good nugget mikey

words: 1041 it’s baddd yalll

editing: nope

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Race idly spun a pen on the counter, waiting for the clock to hit 10 so he could begin to close. He wasn't sure why he had chosen to work the closing shift at Panera. Pretty much no one came in after 9, especially on a Monday. Currently the only patrons were a group of annoying teenage girls more interested in taking snapchats than talking to each other, an elderly couple eating soup in the corner, and a high school age girl and boy sitting in a booth, eating nothing but bread and sweet tea, having an intense discussion about whales.

In essence, Race was bored out of his mind.

Until exactly 9:48 when Albert walked through the door, waving around two to go cups from starbucks. “Raaaaceeerrrrrrrr!” he sang awkwardly, tripping over his own feat and spilling a few drops of what looked like tea on the floor.

“Al get your high ass outta here,” Race sighed. “I’m workin and you’re just gonna bother me.”

“Butttt cupcakkkeeeee,” Albert whined. “I know how to get mothman!”

“Mothman ain’t real and neither am I,” Race muttered, taking the rag and wiping down the counter. “Now get outta here before Jack makes you.”

Albert sighed. “Least drink the tea I brought you?”

Race sighed, just wanting Albert to not get him fired for once. “Fine.”

Albert smirked.

“But then you have to go, alright?” Race said, holding the cup to his lips and taking a sip.

Albert plunged his hand into the pocket of his sweatshirt and pulled out a handful of fruity pebbles, dropping several on the floor. “O-kayyy.”

Race made a face. “What's in this tea Al? It don't taste like nothin from starbucks.”

Al gave him a half smirk. “You like my weed juice?”

“Weed juice? Is this- you made tea out of weed?” Race looked at the paper cup first in shock and then in awe. “Wait, this is brilliant.”

“Course it is,” Albert proclaimed. “I invented it.” He reached his hand back into his pocket for more fruity pebbles. “Want some munchies?”

“Sure why not.” Race could slowly feel the affectionately named “weed juice” taking affect. Hopefully he wouldn’t break too many things while he was closing.

“Racer can you go kick out those teen- wait a second, what are you doing here Al?” Jack looked at Albert skeptically before wrinkling his nose up in disgust. “Alright I don't know which of you brought the grass but I can smell it and I’m not dealing with this tonight so I suggest you two get outta here before you accidentally explode the place.”

Albert’s eyes widened in excitement. “We can go hunting for mothman!” he exclaimed, looking at Race expectantly.

Well, he wasn't gonna remember this in the morning anyway so might as well. “Yeah!” Race agreed, throwing off his apron and hat and wailing them at Jack.

“Try not to get arrested!” Jack called after them, shaking his head.

Once outside, Albert led Race to his car and opened the trunk. “Okay so I figured it out! Mothman wont show us to himself cause we don't look like him so we gotta dress in his truest form.” He handed Race a cheap cowboy costume and a hat.

“Mothman’s a cowboy?”

“Duhhhhh,” Albert rolled his eyes. “Cowboys are the most most cryptic, and sos mothman! It’s how’s he’s stayed hidden all these years.”

Race nodded solemnly in agreement, hastily pulling the costume on over his clothes and jamming the hat on his head.

“Oh I only have one pair of boots though,” Albert frowned. “Guess we’ll have to share.”

Race frowned in agreement. “Oh!” he perked up. “I’ll wear one of your boots and you can wear one of my vans!”

“Yes!” Albert pulled one of Races shoes off of his foot, knocking him backwards. “Now we just gotta go to the spot!”

•••

“The spot” turned out to be behind a bush in a kids playground.

“Are you sure we’ll find mothman here?” Race asked, peeking through his dollar store binoculars at his dark surroundings.

“My sources say yes.”

“You have sources?” Race asked skeptically.

“Course.” Albert took a swig from his to go mug.

“Are you still drinkin that weed juice?”

“Nah.” Albert looked at the cup fondly. “It’s my munchies. I can taste the colors.”

Race leaned over. Munchies sounded good right now. “Can I have some?”

“No! My munchies!” Albert wrapped the cup protectively in his arms.

“I want!”

“No!”

“Give!”

“Quiet you’re gonna scare away mothman!”

Race shut up immediately. He didn’t want to scare away his cryptid friend. He had to film a tik tok video with him and become famous!

After ten minutes though, he couldn’t be silent any longer.

“I’m tired,” he whispered loudly. “When is mothman gonna get here?”

Albert knit his eyebrows together, considering while he chewed on a few red fruity pebbles. “Oh I know!” he exclaimed. “Let’s talk about stuff mothman would like so he knows we’re friends.”

Race was intrigued. “Like what?”

“Hmmm,” Albert pondered for a few minutes before beginning to rant. “Crickets are scary but rubbing your legs together under a blanket as such is nice so crickets made some points i guess.”

Race nodded in agreement. “And like,” he thought for a second. “Ok so whales slap. But also they’re big and they don’t need to be.”

“Whales are very cryptic,” Albert yawned. “And I guess no offense to anyone who actually likes them but kiwi birds are weird and why did they need a fruit named after them and why are they fuzzy and who gave the Fruits the right to be fuzzy like what the fuck- WAIT WHICH CAME FIRST THE BIRD OR THE FRUIT- god they’re as cryptic as whales.”

“That’s a good point.” Race laid back in the grass. “Maybe if we go to sleep mothman will show up to kiss us goodnight.”

“You’re so right!” Albert quickly joined Race in the grass. “I’m tired anyway. So this is like,” he pressed his lips together, thinking hard, “killing two birds with one egg.”

“Birds work for the government,” race muttered. “Night Albie.”

“Night racer.”

Race dozed off, dreaming of yodeling with mothman and getting verified on tik tok.

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[mjwiththefangs]

Beautifully Deadly (NaLu) #1

Chapter 1

Vampire/Supernatural AU

Rating: M

Summary:  "Supposedly an entire kingdom disappeared when their queen went beyond the borders, remember?" When Natsu Dragneel leaves the kingdom to investigate mysterious disappearances, he finds a much bigger adventure than he was bargaining for, including a beautiful vampire hidden away in an ancient castle. She has little to say about her past, or why she's locked away. Who did this to her? What has she been feeding on? One thing Natsu knows for sure that she is dangerous... Could she have something to do with the disappearances? "I'm sorry, Natsu, but I'm just so thirsty."

Chapters: 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

Read it on: AO3 & FF.net

A/N: Hello! So, some of you may have seen this posted before, and i decided that, to make it easier to navigate this story, i’d create and organise a side blog with links to all the chapters :)

The idea for this had been on my mind for a long time, and now im finally committing to writing it up! I hope you enjoy!

'What were you?' he breathed, eyes fixed on the blonde beauty before him, 'before, I mean. What were you?' He added hastily.

She quickly masked a startled expression, and narrowed her eyes on him, 'I don't know what you mean.'

But he saw. Behind those dark honey eyes, he saw the flicker of grief, pain and surprise. She turned away from him, golden hair shining with the starlight.

'I was always a monster.' She hissed.

He clutched his side, ground his teeth together and dragged himself from the ground. His other hand brushed pink bangs from his face, running through unkempt hair and over long horns. He steeled himself and spoke again,

'No. I meant before you became a vampire. You can't fool a dragon's nose, you weren't born a human.'

She froze, rigid, back still turned from him. He knew that she would hear his heart hammering in his chest, but it wasn't from fear. No, it was the anticipation.

He gripped his side tighter. Something red and sticky clung to his fingers. He could feel his vision blurring. He swayed backwards, once again leaning on the wall.

He was met by darkened honey eyes, burning red, invading his personal space. Had he the energy left, he would have startled. Her tongue wet her lips quickly. Sharpened fangs protruding her mouth. Those eyes burned a deep scarlet now, flitting between his wound and his jugular.

He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing.

'Lucy...' he whined her name softly, feeling his consciousness slipping away.

Gentle hands held him upright. Before he fell back to the blackness, he heard her whisper,

'I'm sorry, Natsu, but I'm just so thirsty.'

1 month earlier

He had been walking through the main town, heading to the stables, a pack on his back when he was stopped.

‘Natsu!’

At the sound of his name being called, the young man turned around.

‘Whats this I hear about you goin’ off on some adventure on your own?’ the owner of the voice accused; a young man with raven hair and dark blue eyes.

Natsu grinned at him, holding up his hands in mock surrender,

‘Alright, Frostbite, you caught me!’

The young man was Gray Fullbuster, Natsu’s best friend, and at times, his biggest rival.

‘Natsu, c’mon man.’ Gray protested, ‘if you're not telling where you plan on going, then it can only mean that you’re going beyond the borders!’ he waved his arms once, as though this would help get his point across. It failed however when his hand absently drifted to tug on his shirt.

Natsu sniggered, ‘nah, I could just be runnin’ away!’

Grays’ scowl deepened. He had now discarded his shirt, much to his friends’ amusement.

‘Natsu, you know how strict the King is about not leaving our borders, and for good reason, we don't know what's out there.’

Natsu straightened up now. He was planning an adventure, that was true. He was also planning on going beyond the borders. But he hadn't told anyone because he knew they would all try to stop him. So, in the dryest tone he could muster, he replied,

‘Sure, it's not like we already got a nest of dragons, an ice devil, or a she-devil living here.’

Gray, the ice devil in question, was fiddling with the buckle on his pants.

‘You got me there.’ he admitted, ‘but I still think you're being stupid, Flamebrain.’

Natsu shot an irritable look at his friend, snorting smoke at him,

‘Ice Princess.’

‘Pryo jerk’

‘Icickle moron’

‘Idiot.’ Gray said flatly, ‘Look, just, whatever your planning, don’t do it. People have disappeared out there. Supposedly an entire kingdom vanished when their queen went beyond the borders, remember?’

Natsu stilled at that. He’d heard the rumours, sure, but it was different hearing it from Gray. His father was part of the royal guard and up until recently had been the captain.

‘Silver still investigating that?’

‘Yea, both him and Erza are.’ Gray shrugged, ‘She told me you were sneakin’ off, by the way’

At that, a shiver ran up Natsu’s spine. Although the woman had been their friend from childhood, she was ferociously scary and had sent both of them to the healer on several occasions.

‘Ah.. Right.’ If Erza suspected him, then Natsu wouldn't have much time to start his impromptu trip. In truth, he had a hunch about these disappearances, and he intended to check it out himself. That would be difficult now though.

‘And what’s with the pack?’ Gray asked with suspicion.

Natsu put on his best grin for his friend,

‘it’s just fish for Happy!’ Which it was. He would need his beloved feline to stay quiet for his escape. But Gray didn't need to know that. Sheepishly rubbing his hair, he added,

‘I kinda took it when the cook wasn't lookin’. Happy likes the good stuff.’

Gray sighed,

‘So is that why Erza thinks you’re up to something? You know you shouldn’t even be in the King’s kitchens.’

Natsu shrugged. He was hoping his friend bought it. It wasn’t that he was lying to him, no he’d been completely honest so far, he was just missing out a few details.

A few big details.

He decided his chances of slipping away smoothly would be better if he left in the night. He  turned back towards the stables,

‘I’m heading to the barn now to feed him before I get caught.’ he jabbed a thumb in the direction he was going, ‘you stalking me there too, stripper?’

At the insult, Gray glanced at himself and swore under his breath. He was only wearing his undergarments, having shed his clothes during their conversation. Muttering to himself, he began to gather his clothes, shaking his head,

‘Nah, I’ll catch up to you later. Stupid habit..’

Natsu smirked, giving a brief wave as he strode away. He heard Gray shout after him once more,

‘Don’t do anything stupid!’

He waved behind himself, a shadow cast on his back.

.

Happy purred with delight when Natsu walked into the barn, rubbing himself on his masters’ legs and meowing for attention. Natsu grinned and pet the blue feline on the head,

‘Hey, buddy.’

He stopped by the cats' bowl, crouching down beside it, slinging his pack from his shoulder. He would need some fish to placate the cat later in the night, so pulled the smallest portion from his pack. Happy meowed louder, pouncing on the bowl.

Natsu chuckled, pet the feline again and straightened up. The barn was normally a pleasant hub of activity, being managed by the She-devil’s popular and polite younger sister, another shapeshifter. However, in the quiet afternoon light, the barn was empty, save for the horses (including a unicorn and a couple pegasi) and Happy. Natsu knew which stall he looking for, clucking his tongue softly as he approached.

He was answered with a whinny and saw the head appear over the door.

‘Hey boy..’ He reached out to pet his horse, rubbing the large face.

The wooden nameplate on the door was carved with ‘Atlas Flame’, and there hadn't been a horse as well suited to his name as this one.

Flame was a large chestnut stallion, fire occasionally flicking among the long strands of his mane and standing over 17 hands high. His coat shone as bright and bold as any of Natsu’s fire. He had once belonged to Natsu’s Father, Igneel, but had been gifted to him when it was decided the spirited stallion suited him well. Flame usually didn't take kindly to anyone other than Igneel even approaching him, as strong-willed as he was. Yet Natsu with his care-free attitude had struck up a good bond with the horse, surprising everyone who knew the stallion.

‘We’ve got a late ride out this time boy. I'm not sure when we’ll be back.’ Natsu spoke quietly, afraid of being caught in his plans, but took comfort in his sharpened senses telling him he was alone.

Flame snorted and nuzzled his shoulder. Natsu chuckled,

‘I’ll be sure to bring extra carrots.’ He promised.

He unlatched the door and walked inside. He had wanted to check that Atlas Flame was still fit for the journey ahead. He ran his hands down the stallions’ legs, checking the hooves, and then felt along his back.

Flame seemed to watch with amusement. Natsu was satisfied, patting him again, and reached the door. Flame snorted and returned to eating hay as Natsu left.

His next destination was the tack room, to do a quick once over of his equipment.

Once he was done, Happy sat by the barn entrance, as though waiting for him, the sun beginning to set in the sky behind him.

‘You coming back with me today buddy?’

In response, white wings sprouted from the cats’ back.

He grinned again. Despite being Draconic, Natsu couldn’t sprout his wings without feeling furious and subsequently setting fire to everything in his immediate vicinity. His horns were a different story. He just forgot to “put them away”.

‘You giving me a lift or just going to the roof?’

The answer to his question, it turned out, was the latter.

Natsu laughed and set off running for home in the dusk.

.

He had wanted to visit his Father before he left, He really had. But he knew that he wouldn’t be able to leave easily. He knew they would be worried. He knew that they would come here to look for him, in his rustic home.

His house was on the same land as his fathers. It wouldn't be long before someone came to look for him. So, he hastily scribbled a note, explaining he would be back soon, he had a lead, and not to worry.

He left the note in his house, in plain sight, so it would be easy to find when they came looking. Then, he slipped out under cover of darkness to the stables, bade Happy farewell with a pile of fish, tacked up Atlas Flame and rode off into the night.

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In the dead of the night, there was chaos.

The bells tolled, ringing out the alarm.

The titania, Erza Scarlet, rallied the royal guard.

A white-winged, blue-furred cat meowed and took off to the skies in the direction of his master.

Gray cursed from his house, muttering under his breath,

‘That damned idiot!’

He watched knights running the streets, calling the urgent announcement,

‘King Igneel’s son is missing! Prince Natsu is gone!!’

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Blackjack!!!

Can't believe it's only been 21 days since this started being addressed. I might be more interested now than I was on the first day I got a clue about myself.  

I've invited and attempted full conversations twice... Two different people. My brain is faster than my lips, I trip over words, and probably leave out important stuff. Oh, and they have experienced my deeply hidden "motor mouth", which also likely added to confusion. At least trying to speak felt good for me. Sorta feel sorry for their ear drums though.

Originally needed this blog to sort out educational materials, and study. Now that I got brave enough to try a conversation, they probably need it too so they can figure out all of what I was poorly expressing. For me: it's a learning tool. For others: it's my instruction manual.

Still amazed  by the amount of patience and willpower my Empathetic Authority figure has. Getting me back to reality was one thing.  Now that I sometimes try to socialize, I'm still well mannered (as can be expected anyways), but now I recognize my more of my awkwardness. I've cringed at my own weird a few times, so from the average person's perspective, I'd guess myself to appear as an annoying bad comedy act when I try to express myself verbally. This person already accepted and interacted with me often.

I have had another determinded individual trying to know me, as well. Not sure if this person knew much more than my name, appearence, and quiet nature. Never left my personal bubble. We crossed paths frequently. Wasn't due to lack of effort on their part. Was just being myself... Timid, introverted, and trust issues. But then Monday happened. I invited conversation, and was called back. Would have LOVED to see the first reaction. "Cold/Hot, Off/On, Night/Day, 0/100"... She had no preperation time, and probably never planned on me talking so much, the way my over-thinking mind really works, and it's WAY faster than my talking ability.

Wanting to express myself again, and making known my  potential issues made me feel very good. After the probable shock and awe  wore off, I spoke about my reasons, studies,likeliest origins of how and why they triggered in mminutes after the call ended, Knowing my piss poor social skill, and her only ever knowing what my  existentialist attitude, I felt morally obligated to lgive my blog link. I know some had to be portions jumble or skipped.

I now have two people being fully supportive of me, and willing to help. Seriously not used to this, but I'm okay with it.  Confusing as I know I am, these two know me better than any of my blood related family does. They are also aware I choose to have a professional opinion, and agreeing that if I am correct about my theories, I probably  need it as well. Arrangements will be made in the near future. Hopefully adjustments and corrections for me in a healthy manner are included too. Fingers crossed for my self care. And I pray for their continued patience, as well.  I'm non-violent, and overall harmless, but even if it's by accident to a point I am fully unaware of my toxic personality, everyone so far that I allow in my comfort zone has had the misfortune of seeing my "off" days. They are rare and nonviolent, but always include a personality that is similar to child's temper tanturm. (hope I'm wrong though. I'm going to need support through this, and they are the only two people who care  and want to see me as a better person. I do understand strong potential of this begining at at 11-13 years old, and never being addressed. That's a lot of trained behavior to deal with.

I'm not a bad guy. Im not a good guy either. I'm usually nothing. On the rare occasions I am anything, I'm only "in the way". Certainly prior to Dec. 24, 2017, that was life for me. Three weeks later and I have two caring people who make me feel human again. Still a new concept for me, but i could still turn out to be an overall likable and decent person..... Who knows...?

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Hiya! Yay another ffxv writing blog! Imma turn on notifications for this blog coz like I am soo in love with the bros and pretty much anything ffxv

OHAI!

Thank you bunches for being my first request~!

I totally love them, too, omg. One day I was booting up the game, the next I was madly in love ahaha

YES! Headcanons! Animals are the best

The scenario starts with the significant other, (Y/N), attempting to subtly sneak into the apartment they share with their man with a kitten hidden in their jacket. Each headcanon varies in length, just depending on where my muse takes the idea ahahaha.

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Noctis - Noctis doesn’t really react when you first walk in the door other than to raise a hand in greeting. He just woke from a nap on the couch and is being a couch potato watching television. However, the kitten mewls from beneath your jacket and this prompts him to slowly sit up and look over at you. You have guilt written all over your face as you give him a sheepish grin. You’re not sure how he’ll react, so you try to fumble for a story as he stands up and walks across the room over to you.

He stops right in front of you, looking down at the lump beneath your jacket. You finally give up trying to explain and let out a defeated sigh as you withdraw the kitten from your jacket. Noctis blinks down at it, just staring. Then it looks up at him and mewls. He reaches out and gently pets the top of its head, causing it to purr and lean into Noctis’s touch.

He’s immediately smitten. His eyes light up and a look of amazement crosses his face. He looks at your face briefly, asking the silent question, and you can’t help but giggle as you hand the kitten over. He holds it very gingerly in his hands, bringing it to his chest. When the kitten mewls and paws at him, he’s grinning and chuckling.

And you know you’ll probably never get that kitten back from him.

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Prompto - Prompto is situated at the dining room table, as he shuffles through some pictures on his camera. He looks up when you walk in the door, a large grin on his face. He blinks when you suddenly freeze, locking eyes with him. Before he can ask if anything’s wrong, the kitten mewls from under your jacket. Prompto blinks again.

“(Y/N)?” he asks, clearly confused.

The kitten mewls again and you sigh, withdrawing the kitten from your jacket. Prompto’s eyes immediately widen the size of dinner plates before he lets out a sound of pure love and adoration. He immediately jumps up and closes the distance between the two of you, reaching out to touch the kittens ears and make baby sounds at it. When the kitten mewls at him again, he nearly squeals with excitement and looks at you with a grin.

“Can we keep it????”

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Gladio - You make it inside to a quiet apartment and breathe a sigh of relief. Your intention is to bolt for the bedroom and come up with a plan there. You make it about halfway to the bedroom when the front door opens again and your name is called.

“I thought I saw you, short-stuff,” Gladio teases as he shuts the front door behind him. You freeze, unsure of what to do next. You can’t exactly turn around without revealing the animal curled up under your jacket, but you know he’d only get suspicious if you just bolted for the door. Before you can make up your mind, though, the kitten mewls under your jacket and you curse under your breath.

“...Hun?”

It takes him only a few long strides to close the distance between the two of you and he stands towering behind you, looking over your shoulder. You sigh and slowly turn around, withdrawing the kitten from your jacket as you do so.

“I-I can explain,” you spit out, though you’re not really sure what to say after that. The kitten wiggles in your hands before looking up at Gladio and mewling. The man raises an eyebrow, locking eyes with the small creature.

“I’m listening,” he says, though his tone is a bit distracted as he and the kitten engage in a staring contest. You’re still not really sure what to say when the kitten mewls loudly and wiggles some more.

“Well, you see, ahhhh… I found him all by his little self! I couldn’t leave him, Gladdy!” you say quickly, moisture building up in your eyes. Gladio looks up at you and his eyes widen a little as he brings his hands up defensively in front of him.

“Hey hey, no water works,” he says quickly. He looks back down at the kitten. “We can… figure something out.”

The way your eyes light up after that… well, he wouldn’t even dream of saying no.

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Ignis - Ignis is in the kitchen, cooking, when you attempt to tiptoe your way from the front door to the bedroom. His hearing, though, is practically supersonic and he greets you as you pass by. You jump at the sound of his voice, though you notice he also hasn’t looked over at you yet.

“H-hey, love!” you call back to him before quickening your steps toward the bedroom. You almost make it home free before the kitten mewls beneath your jacket. You stop and shut your eyes tight, cursing under your breath.

“(Y/N)?” you hear from Ignis in the kitchen. You swallow and look over your shoulder, a weak, innocent grin on your lips.

“Yes, love?”

“Is that a cat you’re hiding under your jacket?”

He hasn’t even looked away from his cooking yet. You sigh, defeated, and withdraw the kitten from your jacket as you turn back and walk toward him.

“Yeah…” you reply, your tone just as defeated as your expression.

Ignis turns the heat off on his pan and sets it to the side to cool. He wipes his hand on his apron before pulling it over his head and setting it aside. He steps over to you, looking down at the small kitten in your hands. He says nothing as he just stares at the cat. Then, he abruptly turns and walks back over to his pan. He returns seconds later, gently blowing on a small piece of chicken to cool it down before holding his hand out to offer it to the kitten.

As the kitten happily eats from his hand, Ignis looks at you. “You will attend to the litter box. I will ensure he is fed.”

And with that, he turns back to finishing up dinner, leaving you blinking before grinning.