#n e ways i just need someone 2 help me decide

[yanfeiimain]

"Sure, I'll play along" - Aventurine x Reader

c/w: not nsfw, suggestive at most! Aventurine saving you from your ex. strong language used.

words: 1.3k

a/n: I was literally playing, farming character exp and his voice line made my brain go boom. I'm still working on flip a coin tho so this isnt necesarily perfect >.< Possible part 2 with smut??

You were sitting at the casino's bar, nervously playing around with your glass. you look around carefully, checking if he followed you. There were no faces you knew. You let out a shaky breath. The bartender shoots you a glance but you pay her no mind.

As someone sits down next to you, you jump and get ready to leave. "Just leave me alone asshole. I don't-" you say, wanting to escape as fast as possible.

"There's no need to be so mean." a young man says, giving a male bartender a note. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to! I thought you were someone else…" you excuse yourself. You look at the man next to you, admiring his features. He has pretty blonde hair and captivating eyes. Your gaze lingers. And he notices.

"It's okay, don't worry." He says, smirking. "You got problems?" 

You sit back down, sighing, "Well, kinda, but what's it to you?" You continue nipping on your drink, not too sure of what to think of him. 

"Oh, nothing really, you just piqued my interest, dear," he says, "I mean, you just tried to cuss me out..." He fakes a hurt expression, swiftly changing back to his charming grin. 

He makes you smile a little, and you finally give in. "You want me to tell you about it, huh..." You take the final sip of your drink and put the glass back down. 

"Mhh, I bet it's interesting," he smirks, something glinting in his eyes. "Oh no, it's rather sad, honestly. Would you tell me your name first, though?" you ask, tilting your head slightly. You notice his fancy outfit, taking note of his extraordinary taste.

"Aventurine, pleasure to meet you..." - "y/n." - "Dearest y/n." 

They way Aventurine said your name made it sound oddly special. He certainly had a silver tounge. You feel your cheeks heat up, smiling a little wider, "Likewise, Aventurine." 

"Alright, y/n, tell me your story," he says and orders two more drinks for you both. You breathe and start telling him about your ex-fiance and how he treated you at the end of your relationship. He manipulated you and made you feel horrible. He used you as his personal servant, and every time you both went out, he belittled you and made you feel small. After a lot of thinking and gathering courage, you finally called off the engagement and left him. 

"And that's why you're so paranoid, I understand." He says, looking into your eyes. It makes you blush and feel slightly exposed. "Yeah... He's been following me, well, stalking me. Trying to get me to go back to him." Aventurine gently puts his gloved hand onto yours, and you admire his rings.

After a moment, you decided to break the silence, "Ah, but enough about me. What brings you here?" 

Aventurine hums, smiling once again, "Interested are we? But there's no special reason. I'm just here to gamble and I bet I'll win something good tonight."  He says it so nonchalantly like it's his daily life. It made sense, this is a casino after all. And there is this glint in his eyes again as he looks at you, clearly interested.

You both continue talking and order a few more drinks. The bartender watches you and probably has been listening in on your conversations but you, as well as Aventurine, pay it no mind. As the night progresses, you relax. 

However, just as you got comfortable, the alcohol playing its part, a tall figure enters the casino. You only noticed as he joins you and Aventurine at the bar, ignoring the latter. "Shit, that's him" you whisper, slightly nervous.

"Aventurine, could you help me out if he tries anything?" you feel insecure, basically asking a stranger to help you with your creepy ex. "Sure, I'll play along." Aventurine smiles. It was softer this time.

"Hey there, sweetheart, enjoying your night?" The guy on your right, your ex, says playfully, yet his face tells a different tale. He is annoyed, no, absolutely pissed off. "Oh, for the love of god, leave." you scowl. 

"Why should I? C'mon, I'm giving you one last chance to go back home with me, no consequences." he offers, but you know his disingenuous tone too well. "No way. Forget it. We are over." you deny him.

Looking to Aventurine for help, you blurt out, "And I'm already with someone who doesn't treat me like shit!" Proving your statement, Aventurine wraps his arm around you, his fingers grab your waist possessively. "Yes, that's right." 

"And who are you, peacock?" Your ex asks, looking at Aventurine with disgust, yet amusement.  "Aventurine, her lover," the blonde lies with ease, his face adorned with the usual smirk he wore so often that night.

"You whore, already sleeping around again? Have you forgotten who owns you?" he spits, insulting you like usual. The bartender starts to giggle. "Relax dude, they only just met. There's no way he would ever be with a gal like her." Aventurine shoots her a deathly glare and your ex laughs. 

"Oh my god, you are an embarresment. Get your lying ass out of here and come with me. And you, Aventurine, you should leave your dirty claws off of someone else's property." your ex scoffs.

"Ahaha... lovely but we're not playing pretend, are we?" Aventurine laughs and promptly pulls you onto his lap. You feel your stomach twist and heat creeps onto your cheeks. You now sit on his lap, facing him. You feel his soft breath on your neck as he pulls you to his chest.

"Right, darling?" You could feel his heartbeat quicken and Aventurine felt yours. "Of course not," you manage to breathe out. He lifts your chin with his gloved hand, you can feel the cold rings on your skin. They send shivers down your spine. 

Aventurine pulls you into a heated kiss, his soft lips moving against yours and you gasp in surprise, not expecting him to go so far. You melt into the kiss, completely giving in to the blonde. 

Your ex simply stares at you, his mouth slightly agape.  "Tch, that doesn't prove anything." Pretending it doesn't faze him, he rolls his eyes, the bartender scoffs as well and leaves.

You break the kiss, gasping for air. Aventurine smirks complacently and gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "Whatever you say, friend." 

"Fine, have her. Just know that she is a filthy and unfaithful brat." With that, he turns around. "And this isn't over yet."

You let out a sigh of relief. He is finally gone. "What an asshole..." Aventurine mutters, making you realize what just happened.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry! I asked for your help but you didn't have to go this far. I hope it didn't make you uncomfortable. I apologize! How could I ever thank you..." you ramble but Aventurine just cups your face and gives you a second, soft kiss. 

"No need to apologize, y/n. To be honest, I thoroughly enjoyed this night. It was certainly a nice surprise." He gently rubbed your cheek with his thumb, reassuring you. "As for how to thank me... There's no need." 

Your eyes widened, "Ah well, I'm glad you felt that way. But... Are you sure? You want nothing in return?" He shook his head, resting his other hand back on your waist. "Although, there is something you could do for me. If you want, that is." 

He grins mischievously. To be honest, he finds you alluring and wants to know get to know you. 

"Sure, what is it?" you ask, genuinely interested. "Spend the night with me."

[toomanystoriessolittletime]

Falling for you

Summary: When you decided to bring your daughter to Colombia to work for the CIA to take Pablo Escobar down, you never thought you would find someone to fall in love with....

Pairing: Javier Peña x fem. reader

Wordcount: 6.2k

Rating: E

Warnings: colleagues to friends to lovers, reader has a daughter, mentions of dead husband, death of best friend, angst, fluff, domestic Javi, kissing, smut (unprotected sex), feeeeeelings

A/N: This fic has been in the making for almost 2 years. I can't really explain why, but it took a long time and before I keep on editing it, I put it out in the world. I'm aware the last thing the CIA would do is send a single mother with her child to Columbia in the eighties but this is fiction and I don't want to hear complaints lol Also please let me know how you like the mood boards this year. I'm trying to change things up

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“He’s starring again.” You looked up from the file you were reading, looking at your partner Enrique before you let your eyes wander to the desk across the room. You had been here in Colombia for a good three months now. It might have been the worst idea you ever had to take your daughter with you to one of the most dangerous countries in the world, but it was not like something was holding you back in the states. 

You were used to the looks of all the men who thought they were more important than you. 

More intelligent than you.

The whispers behind your back. 

The catcalls. 

How they always tried to talk over you. But they didn’t know what you knew. They didn’t know the resources you had. Working as one of the few women at the CIA as an active agent took a lot from you. But you did it for the greater good. You did not talk to many of the men working in your department. Except for your partner Enrique and your supervisor. You and Enrique had been working together back in the states and him coming with you was one of the conditions you had before you agreed to go. You needed someone you could trust if you would work here to help to take down the biggest drug cartel in the world. You needed someone you could trust your daughter with, apart from the two nannies the CIA was providing all around the clock. 

Of course the safer and easier way would have been to stay back in the states. Where your daughter could play outside without being watched by at least one CIA Agent. But ever since your husband died almost four years ago on a mission, you had been searching for the change you needed in your life. And against all better judgement you found yourself agreeing to go and take your six year old daughter Eva with you to Colombia. Was it crazy? Obviously. Did it still feel like the right decision? Absolutely.

Javier Peña was looking at you, a cigarette between his lips. The first three buttons of his baby blue shirt were open and his finger kept rubbing over the side of his face. You nodded at him before you focused back on the files in front of you.

“Do you think he would still look at you like that if he knew about Eva?” Enrique whispered. You rolled your eyes. 

“He can look at me all he wants. I know how good I look today,” you chuckled and made him laugh. You were wearing a white silk blouse and dark red dress pants.

You did enjoy flirting with Javier Peña. 

He and his partner Steve were the only ones around here who actually talked to you. And in Javier’s case, try to get into your pants. And a part of you did enjoy the attention you got for him.

No one had looked at you like he did since your late husband. 

And even though you knew it was dangerous to entertain his flirtations, you found yourself doing it. You found yourself thinking about him more often, even though you knew that nothing would ever come out of it. He was, well, he was Javier Peña. Fucking everything that just looked his way and you were a widowed single mom. 

Of course you did enjoy it when he invited you for a drink after work at the bar around the corner. Who wouldn’t enjoy being invited for a drink by a handsome man? The problem you had was that he knew exactly how handsome he was and he knew how to use it. Because deep down, in the moments Javier Peña was just himself and not the guarded DEA Agent with commitment issues, you could see him as a man you could fall in love with.

“Why did we end up in this shithole again?” Enrique asked. You were about to answer when Carillo came back in, shouting in Spanish and everyone around got up and moved.

“What’s happening?” You asked, internally cursing yourself for not knowing more Spanish.

“Something about La Quico and a brothel?” 

There was something about La Quico and a brothel and you knew from the moment you heard about the intel and the plan that it would go to shit. Now, as you were standing outside, bulletproof vest still on, watching how body after body was carried out of the building, you kept shaking your head. 

If any of these fuckers would have just listened to you. 

Woman after woman was carried out. Dead. But your knees almost gave out when you saw your partner's lifeless body being carried out. Hugging yourself, you looked away from him and up to the sky to stop yourself from crying, They did not need to see you crying. You would wait to break down until you were home and after your daughter was tucked it.

You felt someone stand next to you.

“I’m sorry,” Javier said and you breathed in deeply, not looking away from the sky.

“It’s not your fault,” you answered quietly. Because it wasn’t. Javier actually had been more than vocal about what a shit idea this was in the first place.

“I’m still sorry,” you smelled the smoke he breathed out and you finally looked at him. He looked as tired as you felt. You reached for the cigarette between his lips inhaling the smoke yourself, before you handed it back to him. Steve came to stand beside him, the same tired expression on his face.

“I think we could all use a drink,” he said and you sighed.

“He’s been my partner for more than 8 years. And my friend for almost 20,” you shook your head, looking at Steve before your eyes fell back on Javier.

“I really wanna go home.” 

“We’ll take you.” Steve said.

You could still see the lights on in your daughters room and you sighed. You weren’t ready to tell her that her Uncle Ric wouldn’t be helping her with her Spanish skills anymore, that he wouldn’t help her paint her bedroom after he made the big plan for her to get her jungle book room.

“I’ll walk you in,” Javier said as the car stopped. You only nodded, saying your thanks to Steve as you stepped out and walked across the street. 

“Are you okay on your own tonight?” He asked, as you opened the door to the house, walking in. Javier kept following you.

“I’m not alone, and I am planning on getting drunk and then cry myself to sleep. It’s Saturday tomorrow right?” You asked and he nodded. 

“I guess I’ll see you on Monday,” Javier said quietly. You felt the tears in the corner of your eyes and you prayed he would just turn around and leave. You just nodded, your lips already trembling. The reality of how alone you felt hit you like a brick as you looked at the apartment door across from yours, where Enrique lived… used to live. 

“Please go Javier. I don’t need you to see me breaking down,” you pleaded and turned away from him, putting the key into the lock of your apartment.

He sighed before he said your name. You felt his hand on your shoulder and against your better judgement you turned around and let him pull you against him, as you sobbed into his shirt.

You blamed it on the loss of your best friend, the need to feel something, that you just leaned in, your ear on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as his hands rubbed soothingly over your back.

“You are going to get through this,” he whispered. You enjoyed this moment. Standing outside of your apartment in his arms. He wasn’t being a flirt. He was just there to comfort you. You breathed in deeply, his scent in your nose and you had never noticed just how good he smelled.

“Thank you Javier,” you whispered and brought some distance in between you. Looking up into his tired eyes, the hint of a smile on his lips as he looked at you, you were more than grateful when you heard footsteps behind your door. Untangling yourself from him you brushed your tears away and put a smile on your lips just in time before the door opened. Eva jumped into your arms as you turned around.

“I missed you Mommy!” She giggled and you felt yourself smile as you picked her up and carried her in your arms.

“I missed you too, princess,” you whispered into her hair, before you set her down.

Looking up you saw Maria standing there with a tired smile on her lips. 

“I tried everything Miss, but she wanted to wait until you’re home.” 

“It’s okay. Thank you,” you nodded at her. She looked behind you and you followed her gaze, finding Javier standing in your door as if he was out of place. Maria nodded at him as she said her goodbyes. He stepped out of her way as she left.

“Either in or out Pena,” you said. He looked at you, about to open his mouth when Eva came back with a painting she had made today.

“Who is that?” She asked looking at Javier.

“That is one of the Agents I’m working with,” you explained nodding at him. He still looked between you and Eva like a fish out of the water before he shook out of it.

“I’m Javi. And I should go before my partner drives off without me,” he said the last words looking at you. You nodded.

“Bye Javi. Thanks for bringing my mom home safe,” Eva smiled, and you sighed.

“Go brush your teeth, I’ll tuck you in in just a moment, okay?” You smiled down at her, your hands brushing over her cheek before you leaned down to kiss her forehead. She nodded, waving towards Javier and left the room to go to the bathroom.

“She’s a…” Javier began.

“Yeah,” you nodded, walking towards him.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked.

“You never asked,” you shrugged. He nodded. You could see the many questions he had in his eyes. 

“Will the two of you be okay here tonight? Alone?”

“We will. Thank you. And now go, before Steve actually drives off without you,“ you smiled forced.

“Okay. I’ll see you on Monday?” He asked, sucking his bottom lip in. You nodded.

“Good night Javier,” He nodded too and turned around, slowly walking down the hallway.

“It’s Javi,” he called over his shoulder and you frowned.

“Friends get to call me Javi,” he looked at you. You had to smile at that before you finally closed the door behind you.

Within two weeks after this day, everything had changed. You moved into the same building as Javi and Steve, after a brief visit to the states for Enrique’s funeral. You actually found a close friend in Steve’s wife Connie. But most of all the absence of your best friend had been hard on you. 

You never actually told him how grateful you were for his help. And for coming to this country with you, just because you felt the need to change your life. You spend the nights crying yourself to sleep, feeling responsible for his death. If he hadn’t agreed to come down to Colombia with you, he would still be alive. 

And you wouldn’t have to look into your daughters sad eyes when she remembered that Uncle Ric wouldn’t come around to cook her favourite meal. You never learned the secret on what exactly Enrique did with the mac & cheese that made her go absolutely nuts, and now you wouldn’t have a chance to. 

Work had been one big mess ever since the fail at the brothel. And it took all willpower you had to not go around and tell everyone “I told you so”. You also had a new partner. Well, two. Steve and Javier insisted on you joining them. Not that you had a chance when you came back on Monday morning and your desk was standing a joined to theirs. You had spend the whole weekend crying when you weren’t around Eva and this had almost made you tear up again.

Javier had almost entirely stopped flirting with you, which was the biggest change. He had actually been nothing but nice and respectful and you were wondering what it was that made him like this. Not that you minded. 

He made the effort to get to know you, asking little question here and there. Asking about Eva and what her hobbies were. 

You were fascinated by this side of Javi you got to know now. 

But somehow you missed the way he used to look at you. 

“What are you doing this weekend?” Steve asked, as you were sitting over another file of leads going nowhere.

“We wanted to paint Eva’s room. She chose green. And I absolutely hate it,” you chuckled.

“How come you never told anyone you had a kid?” He asked, leaning back in his chair.

“No one ever asked,” You shrugged. 

“People don’t really talk to me because I'm CIA and I'm a woman. And I don’t speak more than 10 words of Spanish.”

“Yikes, we really are assholes,” Steve shook his head and you laughed.

“Well… You’re not that bad. And you have a wife that bakes cake, so you’re on my good side,” you joked and Steve chuckled. 

“But what is going on with Javier lately?”

“So you noticed it too? I kept asking him but he just shrugged it off.” 

“Maybe he needs to get laid,” you shrugged and Steve grinned.

“You offering?” You heard Javier’s voice behind you and you glared at Steve who tried not to laugh. Turning in your seat you looked up at the man in question. He grinned down at you.

“What if I told you I'm a lesbian?”

“That would only make it hotter,” he winked. You turned in your seat looking at Steve. “Okay I think he’s back.” You chuckled.

“If you need any help, just say the word,” Steve said as you walked down the hallway. It was Friday and you had just come home. One of the perks of living together with Javi and Steve was that you could use one car to get to work. 

“Will do, thanks!” You smiled. 

“Help with what?” Javi asked, standing next to you. You were now occupying the apartment across from him.

“I want to paint Eva’s room tomorrow. And let’s just say it’s not my biggest talent. Enrique used to do things like that. He actually planned the whole thing,” you smiled sadly looking at the floor before you breathed in deeply and looked at Javi. He had a strange expression on his face.

“What about I’ll come help and you cook that thing you have been cooking last weekend?” he rubbed his moustache.

“You can come over for some food without working, Javi,” you said right away. 

“You tell me that now? What is it you cooked there last week?”

“I’m trying to figure out how Enrique made his mac & cheese cause Eva loved it so much.” You said quietly. You could hear her laughter behind the door.

“Sorry. I… Fuck. I keep reminding you of his death,” Javier shook his head.

“You’ve been a big help. I mean it. And if you want to spend your Saturday painting my daughter's room, you are welcome to do it,” you shrugged. He smiled a little.

“Okay. See you tomorrow then.” 

One thing you noticed since moving was that Javier was a night owl. Of course you knew about his reputation but you didn’t judge him. He was an attractive man. If you were him you would use that to your advantage too. When Eva was in bed, and you were sitting in yours, a glass of wine in hand as you continued to work on files it was more than once that you heard just how much of a night owl Javier was. Either his women were very good actors or he really knew what he was doing.  

“Mommy?” You heard the sleepy voice of your daughter and looked up from your book. She was standing in your door, her hair a wild mess. You looked at the clock. Nearly 1 am.

“Bad dream?” You asked. You saw her nod.

“Come here,” you smiled.

She climbed under your covers, snuggling to your side as you closed your book, setting it down on the bedside table. 

“Wanna talk about it?” you asked softly, stroking away her hair so you could look at her. She shook her head. 

“Okay,” you kissed her head.

It was a couple minutes later, you thought she was already asleep when she mumbled. 

“You are not gonna leave me too mommy, right?” she whispered. 

You gulped, pulling her closer towards you. 

“I’m never gonna leave you baby,” you promised, your heart breaking. 

She nodded. 

“I miss Uncle Ric,” she said. You fought the tears. 

“I miss him too,” you whispered. 

You didn’t know how long you laid in bed, watching your daughter fall asleep. You had questioned coming to Colombia from the beginning. 

You had been looking to change jobs for a while, and the job in Colombia was the only job the CIA had offered to various agents who had all declined it. Now that you were living here, you knew why. 

It was beyond dangerous to take your daughter to this country. The CIA took your safety serious, which could have to do with how your late husbands death, which happened on a mission the CIA fucked up. 

You could have asked the CIA for everything and they probably would have given it to you, just to keep you quiet. And maybe you should just have taken the money they offered you, buy a house on the beach, settle down with your daughter somewhere safe. 

But there was always a little part of you brain that wanted to…. Avenge the death of your husband who had died because he found himself in the middle of a cartel deal gone wrong in Mexico. 

You looked at your daughter, hoping that your selfish decision would not cost her more of her family in the future, before you let yourself finally drift of to sleep. 

There was a knock on the door just as you finished washing the dishes from breakfast. Eva was wearing a bright blue kids overall you had bought while getting supplies to paint, running past you to the door before she stopped and turned around. 

„Can I open Mommy?“ She asked. 

„You gotta ask whose there first,“ you remind her and she nodded.

„WHO’S THERE?“ She yelled loudly through the door and you chuckled. 

„Uh…. Javi?“ The man behind the door said, sounding it like a question. Eva looked at you and you nodded at her and she unlocked the door and opened it. 

Javi looked at Eva then at you before he stepped into your apartment. 

„Next time we need the codeword from you Javi,“ Eva said and he nodded seriously. 

„What is the codeword?“

„Pancakes,“ she whispered loudly.

„Good morning,“ he said a little awkward. Eva threw the door closed behind him, before she ran back towards her room. 

You shook your head amused.

„Good Morning Javi. Ready to spend time with a six year old girl who is obsessed with the jungle book?“ You asked, drying your hands, before you turned around to him. 

He was wearing some older looking jeans and a white, very tight, T-Shirt. 

„I have you know I have a lot of younger cousins. I think I can handle one girl,“ he said over confident and you nodded. 

„We will see,“ you said, a smile playing around your lips before you nodded with your head towards your daughters bedroom.

You stopped counting after the tenth time Eva insisted on replaying The Bare Necessities. It was a surprisingly fun day. 

You had to admit that you had underestimated Javier Peña.

You knew he was good at his job, but you didn’t know he was good with children. He explained every step he made to paint the walls to Eva and praised her when she began to paint herself. And he listened to every story your daughter told him. Never annoyed with her, always asking follow up questions. 

And once she brought out her little recorder and played the jungle book tape you even noticed him humming along to the song, making you smile as you watched them both together. 

They had both threw you out of her room so you could make dinner, leaving Javi and Eva to rearrange her room now that it was finished painting. 

You could hear them laugh and you found yourself smiling to yourself. You missed the sound of her laughter ever since Enrique died. 

You had put the Mac & cheese into the oven when Javier walked into your kitchen. 

He had paint all over his arms, his shirt too. There was a smile on his lips and you found yourself smiling back. 

„Enough Jungle book?“ You asked and he huffed a laugh. 

„For now. She’s rearranging her stuffed animals on her bed,“ he said, leaning with his hip at the kitchen counter, watching you. 

„Oh good. This will take her at least an hour. She’s a little perfectionist,“ you said. 

„That’s… That’s good…“ Javi hummed and you frowned, turning towards him. He had a hand on his hip, his other hand pulling at his lip as he looked at you. 

„Why?“ You asked. 

He seemed… nervous. His eyes focused on you, seemingly fighting with himself about something. 

„Javi…“ you started but he stepped towards you, one of his hands coming up to touch your cheek, his thumb brushing over your lips. Your breath hitched and you looked at him with wide eyes, your lips slightly parted. 

You were nervous, but not in a bad way. It was more… anticipation of what would happen next. 

„Can I kiss you?“ He asked. Instead of answering you nodded slowly, seeing him smile before he leaned in and kissed you softly. Your eyes slipped close and his lips found yours. You felt his other hand come to rest on the back of your head, and he slowly guided you so your back was against the counter as he slowly deepened the kiss. His tongue brushing over your lips until you parted them for him, sighing against his mouth. You rested one of your hands on his chest, your other hand in his hair as he moved his lips over yours. 

He rested his forehead against yours as he parted form your lips, both of you panting for air. 

„Wow,“ you whispered, opening your eyes. He was smiling at you. 

„Yeah,“ he whispered, kissing you again. 

You both jumped apart when you heard Eva call for you. You felt like a teenager who got caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing when you looked at Javi. You both chuckled at each other and you took a deep breath. 

„I should check on her,“ you said. He nodded. 

„Go. I’ll keep an eye on dinner,“ he said. You ran a hand through your hair, before you turned around, seeing Javi adjust himself out of the corner of your eyes. 

Date Nights were not something you ever had before. Yes you went on dates when you were married, but there was never a big fuss about it. 

Javier on the other hand, had taken you out every Friday night since you kissed. And it didn’t matter that you couldn’t openly date, not just because of work, but because the cartels had eyes everywhere, you were just happy to bet able to spend time with him outside of work.

Steve and Connie were happy to watch Eva for the evening, happy to have someone to play with their recently adopted daughter Olivia. You had been there in the house when Olivia was found. The scene still haunting your dreams. 

Javier and you remained strictly professional at work. Of course there was talk about how Javier hadn’t been to a brothels in some time, but no one ever dared to ask, because he still got his intel from the girls. 

You weren’t officially dating, but the both of you spend almost all your free time together. Things had become so domestic that even Eva seemed to realise things were changing. Not that you were hiding it from her. Javier had started to hang out at your place some more. Dinner for the three of you becoming a almost daily fixture whenever Javi was around and not working. 

There were secret touches around Eva at the beginning until she caught Javier kissing you goodbye one night. She had a million questions for the both of you, and you had to give it to Javi, he answered every single one of them until Eva was satisfied, allowing him to date her mommy which you found beyond adorable. 

You could never even entertain the thought of dating someone your daughter didn’t like. 

That your daughter approved of this new man in your life made the change that was coming even harder. 

Things in Colombia were getting more and more dangerous, leaving you to make the difficult decision to go back to the states. You had put in a request to get relocated which had been approved the week before. 

You and Eva would be going back tomorrow leaving you to have to start over again. It had actually been Javier who had brought his concerns in the first place about you and your daughters safety up. You knew that coming to Colombia as a woman working for the CIA would put a target on your back. But the cruelty of the cartels and above all Pablo Escobar were at an all time high and to hard to ignore much longer. 

So this Friday night would be your last date night with Javier for a while. He had taken you out to your favourite restaurant and held your hand all night, proud to show you off now that the both of you did not have to hide anymore. 

It was the first time he kissed you in a crowded room, unafraid of who was watching. Because he knew you would be safe and out of the country in less than 15 hours. 

And while the two of you had kissed for the first time almost three months before, you did not have sex yet. 

Something you meant to change tonight. 

You unlocked the door to your apartment, inviting him in. He had helped you put your whole life in boxes, promising to oversee them being shipped off to your new home. 

„You gonna tell me where you going yet?“ He asked as you made the both of you a drink. You bit your bottom lip as you turned around, handing him the glass. 

He knew you were going to Texas, he just didn’t know where. 

Javier took a sip while you took one too before you set the glass down on the kitchen table. 

„Laredo,“ you said and his eyes widened. 

„I’m transferring to the DEA in Laredo, Texas,“ you added, waiting for his reaction. You never really talked about the future. But Javier was a man you could see yourself growing old with. You knew he had his own demons, thinking he did not deserve to be loved. 

He had told you that he wanted to work on himself once he was finished with Colombia. 

„Say that again,“ he asked you. He was looking at you with warm eyes, a smile forming on his lips. 

„Eva and me will be moving to Laredo, Texas,“ you said, smiling yourself. 

„Where?“ He asked.

„I found a house. But it needs some work. So I talked to your Dad the last time he called to ask for some help to find a contractor and he offered us his guest room,“ you said shyly. Javi laughed, shaking his head in disbelief.

He sat the glass down and walked to you, his hands crossing on your lower back, his chest against yours. 

„You did this all behind my back?“ He asked. You nodded. 

„Surprise?“ You asked and he kissed you. 

„You gonna be on our farm?“

„Eva is already looking forward to learn how to ride a horse,“ you nodded. 

„Fuck, she’s gonna have my Dad wrapped around her little finger in no time,“ he chuckled.

„Just like she has you?“ You asked and cried out in laughter as he dinged his fingers into your side, making you giggle. 

„Rude,“ he said. 

„But true,“ you shrugged and he kissed you again. 

„I’m not complaining,“ he mumbled against your lips. You sighed as his lips slowly kissed down your jaw and then your neck. 

„Javi,“ you gasped and he hummed against your skin. 

„Please take me to bed,“ you whispered and he looked up at you. 

„Are you asking me…“

„Yeah…“ you nodded, both of your hands resting against his chest. He took a deep breath. 

„I need words,“ he clarified and you got on your tiptoes. 

„I wanna have sex with you Javier,“ you whispered against his ear.

He took his time undressing you, once you made it to your bedroom. His lips following a path of every inch of skin he revealed. When you were standing in just your underwear in front of him before he kissed you, mumbling against your lips how beautiful you were, before he helped you strip him off his clothes. 

You gulped when you saw his cock for the first time, not really surprised at the lack of underwear on his side. Biting your lip you looked up at him, seeing him wink at you before he kissed you again. 

He laid you down on your bed, his lips never leaving yours. 

You moaned when you felt his weight on top of you, his arms resting next to your head to keep him hovering above you. You felt him rub against you, his cock rubbing against your stomach, making you both groan. 

He slowly kissed down your body. 

Your neck.

Your collarbone. 

Right between your breasts. He looked up at you then a question in his eyes. You arched your back and he smiled as he reached around and unhooked your bra, slowly pulling it down your shoulders until he could pull it off. 

„Beautiful,“ he hummed, his lips kissing the top of each breast before he sucked one of your nipples into his mouth. You whimpered, your back arching again, your hands playing with his hair to keep him close. 

He moaned against your skin, his tongue playing with your now hard nipple inside his mouth. 

„Javi,“ you moaned softly and  he released your nipple. 

„Prettiest tits I’ve ever seen,“ he grinned and you felt yourself flush, giving him a shy smile. 

„I wanna taste you,“ he said, kissing your other breast. 

„Mhhh,“ you hummed.

His lips wandered down your body, his tongue dipping into your belly button with a grin before he kissed right above your panty line. 

You released a shaky breath and he smiled at you. 

„Can I take this off?“ He asked. You nodded, biting your lip. His fingers slipped under the fabric of your panties and he kneeled between your legs pulling them down. Both of his hand ran up your thigh as he leaned back down, his face resting just above your pussy. 

„You’re so wet,“ he said in wonder and you smiled. 

„Just for you.“

He hummed before his face lowered and his lips kissed just above your clit. He inhaled deeply, releasing a groan. 

„Gonna miss this when you’re gone,“ he whispered and you sighed. 

„Guess you have to come home to me quickly then,“ you said and he smiled as he looked up at you. 

„I like the sound of that,“ he said.

„What?“ You asked. 

„Coming home to you,“ he whispered before he licked into you. You grabbed the bedsheet beneath you as he began to eat you out, parting your legs even further. His big hands kept you in place while he devoured you. His tongue playing with your clit before it dipped down and into you. 

„Javi please…“ you moaned.

„Please what?“ He asked.

„Make me cum?“ You begged and he chuckled. 

„Already begging for me….“ He teased and you lightly kicked him in his side, making him chuckle before he leaned back in, eating you out until you were moaning his name, your legs shaking in his hold. He kissed your pussy after you calmed down and have you a proud grin and he leaned back above you, his lips finding yours to give you a deep kiss where you could taste yourself. 

You angled one leg behind him, pushing him down against you. 

„Fuck me, Javi. I want you inside of me,“ you mumbled against his lips.

„Fuck,“ he cursed. He grabbed his cock, lining himself up against your pussy. 

You both moaned when he slowly sank into you. Inch by inch filling you smoothly until his whole cock was inside of you, filling you perfectly. His forehead came to rest against yours and you wiggled your hips, making him groan. 

„Fuck…. Please give me a moment…“ he groaned and you smiled, pecking his lips. He kissed you slow but deep. Licking into your mouth. 

You made out for a while before he slowly bottomed out and pushed back into you, keeping a slow pace. 

„Feels fucking perfect, baby,“ he moaned against your lips, fucking you deeply. 

You wrapped both of your legs around him, your hands on his back and in his hair. 

„Shit I’m not gonna last, feels so good, he groaned and you felt one of his hands slip between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit. 

„I want you to cum with me,“ he said and began to circle your clit while he fucked faster into you. 

„Javi,“ you whimpered, arching your back. His head dipped down, sucking one of your nipples into his mouth. He pulled your nipple between his teeth, pulling it playfully and your whole body shuddered as your orgasm washed over you, whimpering beneath him just as he twitched and came deep inside of you. 

You sighed, your fingers brushing through his hair as he kissed you, both of you smiling against each others lips. 

You stayed like that for a while, just enjoying each others embrace before he slowly pulled out of you, pecking your lips. He went to the bathroom to clean himself off, bringing a washcloth to clean you too. 

„I’m gonna get Eva from Steve and Connie’s,“ he mumbled against your lips and you nodded dreamily at him, watching him as he got dressed. 

You got into your bathrobe and walked out of your bedroom just as Javi walked back into your apartment, a sleeping Eva in his arms. 

Smiling at him you opened the door to her bedroom for him, watching him as he put her carefully into her bed. He had been doing this since the first date night, and it never ceased to amaze you just how perfect Javi fit into your life. 

He kissed her forehead before he walked towards you, taking your hand to lead you back into your bedroom. 

You knew you had to sleep but as you watched Javi strip out of his clothes and get into bed with you you were overcome with a sadness, knowing that his was the last time you would see him for a while. 

You laid in bed, facing each other. 

„I love you,“ you whispered, wanting him to hear the words before you leave. 

He gave you a soft smile before he slipped closer towards you, his nose brushing over yours. 

„I love you too,“ he whispered back and kissed you. 

Both of you finding close to no sleep until it was time to get ready to leave for the airport the next morning. 

„Bye Javi,“ Eva sobbed as Javi held her in his arms the next morning. She was clinging to him like a koala, clutching his shirt in her tiny fists. He was still holding your hand.

Javi had gotten breakfast while you got Eva ready before he drove you both to the airport.

You saw him take a shaky breath, kissing her hair. 

„I’m gonna miss you,“ she mumbled and you felt tears stinging in the corner of your eyes. 

„I’m gonna miss you and your mom too. So much,“ Javi whispered, pulling you closer. He let go of your hand to put his arm around you, pulling you into the hug. 

„You have to fight the bad guys. And then you can come live with us all the time,“ Eva mumbled and Javi looked at you. You gave him a watery smile.

„I’ll do my best. Be good for your mommy,“ he said and you saw her nod, before he slowly let her down. She hugged your side and you wrapped your arm around her. 

„Be safe,“ you whispered looking up at him. 

„I will,“ he promised before he kissed you softly. 

„I love you,“ you said and he smiled, a tear now running down his cheek. 

„I love you, too,“ he kissed you again.

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author’s note: i haven’t posted anything on here in a longgg time. apologies if the story is all over the place i’m writing this at 2-4am !!

warnings: none, except for my corny ass writing

summary: you’re new at school and instantly gain miles’ attention.

part 2

e!42 miles morales x fem!black!reader

He admittedly had a small crush on you the first time he noticed you.

You were new to the school and you already stood out from the rest of the students. The way your looks and personality gained not only his attention, but as well as your new peers, was almost like a magnet.

Just his luck, the two of you shared a class together.

You sat a few seats to the side of him, unintentionally giving him the perfect view of your profile. Once the class started he tried paying attention, but it was stuff he already knew and had no interest in relearning.

He got distracted, deciding it was more interesting to look at you than whatever the teacher was saying. Miles didn’t notice that he was staring at you for that long, but you clearly noticed the heated gaze from someone nearby.

When you finally looked at him, he didn’t freeze like you expected him to do but only continued staring you down. You broke the eye contact first, leaning so that your braids covered the side of your face. If you could blush, you’d definitely be red right now.

Miles finally put his attention back on the teacher, but his mind only continued to go back to how pretty you looked.

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It’s been a few weeks since you started your new school and since you noticed Miles’ stare. Neither of you had made any direct contact, but in class or brief instances in the hallway the two of you always made some type of eye contact.

Your teacher’s voice discussing the new project they were assigning the class disrupts your thoughts. You were currently sitting in the class you shared with Miles’. Ever since you first caught him staring at you, you always made sure to look good in class or wherever at school you thought you’d see him. You were hoping that he would make the first move, but at the speed the two of you were going it was never going to happen.

“For the project you need to at least be a group of two or three. No more than that or your project will not count.”

The class echoes with different sounds of content or displeasure, people knowing exactly who their group would be or not having any idea.

You couldn’t help but glance at Miles, who just so happened to be looking at you.

“Begin searching for your partners. Move your desks together if needed.”

The dismissal of your teacher caused the students to rush to get up to find their desired partners.

“Hey! Y/N, do you want to work with me? This seems easy.”

“Y/N!! Work with me, you can come over my house to work on it!”

People you knew of in the class started coming up to you, asking if you’d want to work with them. Most of them being boys that were trying to get at you and a few being girls that thought you were able to get them more popularity.

You weren’t fully aware, but ever since you came to the school you were almost always the student’s main topic. People always had something to talk about when it came to you. It was either the fresh set of nails you had or the new braids you wore or the new pair of jordan’s you had on. One way or another, you were always talked about.

You quickly declined everyone’s offers. “I already have a partner! Maybe next time?” You quickly stood and walked towards Miles’ desk, who had been watching the whole ordeal.

“Hey..,” you took a moment to glance at him up and down. His fresh braids, cool fit, and of course his handsome features made him look so good. You were always confused on why you rarely see him talking with anyone.

“You don’t have a partner yet do you?”

His eyes stared into you, a passive look on his face, as he took his time to respond.

A slight smirk came across his face as he looked you over. “Nah, why? You tryna be mines?”

You couldn’t help but feel as if he had a double meaning behind his words.

A/N: I CAN WRITE WAY BETTER THAN THIS I PROMISE

[sugar-omi]

baxter nsfw alphabet

tags : NSFW, ok for fem/masc/nb readers, ideas for bottom baxter, mention of poly baxter/cove/mc and cove/baxter (W = Wild card), mentions of cucking or voyeurism (W = Wild card)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

ofc he's an angel who will get you whatever you want

but he runs you both a bath afterwards

changes the bedsheets but he seems like the type to lay a towel down even if you won't make a mess of the bed

so he'd prbly just throw the towel or sheets to floor for later, n if he or you have enough energy/don't wanna deal w his messy ass!!!! it makes its way to the wash

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

his moles are his favorite ofc, he knows you find them so cute n sexy especially when he gets weak when you kiss him there

other than that? his hands.

you can't tell me you don't love his hands when he literally wears those rings in step 3 n I just know realistically, he'd have these long slender and nimble fingers

with the softest skin and touch as well, he grew up rich so ofc his body and hands are supple

on you:

loves your legs and torso

you grew up on the beach, so whether you wear a 2 piece or are buff or chubby, whatever- he just loves how you look in swimwear

even wetsuits

the way it clings to your body... oh yeah it has a fighting chance against your swimsuit

pls let him help you take the wet suit off, and don't worry if he touches your back while unzipping, he's just tryna satisfy his itch (it matches it worse, he just wants you more)

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

his cum either tastes like someone who eats a 8k meal or it tastes like take out n the best wine a (above) average man can buy.

just depends on how he's doing, if it's a rough week you alrdy know his diet is Off

mm, I imagine his cum is a bit gooy, like watch it make strings between your fingers

favorite places to come? oh lord..

loves to mark you w his cum.

I think he'd tend to finish on your thighs or stomach though

but is very happy to come on your face n get it on your lips on "accident"

OMG. doesn't matter who's blowing who, CUM BUBBLES.

he loves it messy, so if you're blowing him pls make bubbles n spit his cum back on his cock n make him cum again....

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I think when he first met you n cove, he definitely imagined being sandwiched between you two...

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

pretty experienced! he knows exactly what he's doing

will and does happily transform his knowledge to whatever you find pleasurable

he knows exactly how to take care of you

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

doggy- loves to take you from behind and if you're in front of a mirror especially, loves to pull you up against his chest while he's plowing into you and you're working on his neck <3

+ if he's bottoming

cowgirl. wants to drive you crazy by touching his chest, making a show of going up n down on your cock

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

pretty serious but in a comforting way

also in a teasing way

will laugh a bit about how shy you might me but tell you it's okay to be shy!

would say smth light hearted just to get you to loosen up if you're nervous

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

telling you rn, it's not up for debate, but mans is bald there

can't tell you if they match the drapes either way bc he used to wax/shave it before he got it permanently removed

he definitely used to get a full body waxe when he was younger.. yeah I think his body hair stopped fighting him so now he doesn't have much hair growing, if any, on his arms n legs

he burnt it off before he decided to get laser removal

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

you alrdy know he's sweet n charming n caring

even if you're lost in the moment, he does make sure you're OK or if you need anything before yall continue

very romantic too, lays out the rose petals and candles and even gets a nice dinner for you two (he would cook if he could but he cant

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

mmm, he's very busy

or at least he used to be, I imagine he tries not to work so much when you're dating

anyway, he prbly gets off 3-4 times a week to destress, it's just easy to relax that way by himself

I imagine he likes to use toys when getting off, like vibes on his cock (I rlly don't see him as a flashlight typa guy but maybe that'd be a good way for you to tease him <33)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

edging. pls pls pls edge him, or let him edge you that's highly likely

also overstim, pls make him finish plenty<3

dirty talk!!! will say the nastiest shit but loves if you do it back, makes him so hot n bothered when you say dirty words or fantasies/dreams you had to him

spanking- he likes when you spank him when youre making out, mm im imagining some possibilities with more than just your hand

praise! we all know hes a insecure but precious babe, and he soaks up your compliments like a sponge

so pls praise him (maybe even throw in some dirty talk as well <3)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

will do it (almost) ANYWHERE!!!

I imagine he'd even fuck on the balcony if you asked

keeps it to the bedroom though

oh yeah you're fucking in the kitchen

also likes fucking in his car, he just loves fucking in his pristine car and making a mess or trying not to make a mess which just makes it hotter

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

loves when you dress up! especially if you follow the very fancy dress code for some of your outings, he thinks you look so good like that

also loves when you take the initiative

yk how he climbs into your lap? yeah please just pull him into you/your lap, or wrap your arm around his waist when you walk together, etc.

would love if you climb on top of him and start kissing him and/or tell him you're horny

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

not many turn offs with this guy..

as long as it doesn't involve other bodily fluids

and he's not that into pain/inflicting pain but definitely open to impact play

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

loves receiving but he's definitely a giver

please sit on his face or fuck his throat

he's dated a few people so he definitely knows what he's doing too

will die happy if you sit on his face, doesn't matter if you let him eat you out/rim you, he'd love to just kiss your inner thighs

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he'll do whatever you want

but if it's up to him... well he's going slow so that way he can tease you

but in the end he always ends up picking up the pace and fucks you so deeply so that you'll finish together

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he's very busy with work, so i think quickies or just getting you/each other off is common some nights

doesn't like to do it too often though because he wants to take time being close with you and showering you with love

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

is so happy to take risk and experiment

wouldnt do anything you don't want though

definitely would wanna skinny dip with you at least once

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

mmm, okay now i know he has good stamina

he doesn't like getting sweaty but this is an exception<3

can go a few rounds, at least 3, but is happy to get you off as many times as you want until youre satisfied

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

ofc he owns toys!!

i feel like when you guys are long distance, he definitely uses them while thinking about you

loves to use them on you as well so he can watch you fall apart

i also think he would love to use a vibe on you, not in public because he'd like to keep your reactions to himself

but definitely uses it on you when youre going about your day in the house

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

so much!

i didnt even have to tell you hes a tease, you already know

will make dirty jokes n gives you looks from across the room..

will also smack your butt when he walks by

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not very loud, mostly groans and moans lowly

but!! if you get his sensitive spots like the mole on his neck or his inner thighs, he's putty in your hands and so easy for you to use and make weak <3

when he is loud, he whines n gasps

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

i think if the opportunity strikes, he wouldn't mind have a 3some w cove

im not Completely on the poly baxter/cove/mc boat or the baxter/cove boat but its such a yummy thought

baxter/cove having a one night stand that turns into a relationship... yes I'm imagining dom!cove

or baxter watching you fuck cove (whether you're dating cove, baxter or both is up to your imagination)

and cove is rearranging your insides, holding up your head or making you turn your head to look at baxter while he's sitting there, hard and waiting, maybe just watching because cove wants to show his place as your boyfriend

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

listen... i love him. but hes average

like 5.5in

he's so cute though... yk how he has that beauty mark on the back of his inner-upper thigh? please kiss it

i think he prbly has one or two more hiding under his boxers so find those n kiss them as well <3

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

oh man... i think its a bit above average

and depending on your guys schedule, he'll be needier than usual

wont always want penetrative sex, sometimes he just wants to get you off or both of you

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

won't fall asleep fast at all, might even get up n do stuff for a little bit

but he's more likely to lay in bed and cuddle with you

when he does fall asleep, you're not getting up, he has his arms wrapped tightly around you <333

[jx3-xd]

Hi! Could you write a Husk X Reader (already dating), where the reader goes out for the night, and comes back to the hotel injuried from getting into a fight with some random sinners, so Husk helps with their injuries and it ends in fluffy comfort?

A/N: ofc!

Husk x Reader: Injured

Word Count: 900+

Stuff(?): not proofread, comfort, fluff, mention of blood, protective Husk.

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You walked out of the restaurant, a bit tipsy, looking for your friends…only to see them nowhere. You silently cursed them under your breath and began to walk to the hotel in the frigid air that waved through Hell. The cold air made your ears cold so you put on your ear warmers that Husk gave you before you walked out earlier and put in some earbuds, chilling while you walked to the hotel.

You were about two blocks from the hotel when your wi-fi started to cut out. ‘Ugh’ you thought to yourself as you pulled your earbuds case out and placed them back in their case. The case snapped shut and you began walking again, the silence in hell odd and uncomfortable…

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You felt blood slowly seeping from your head as you ached, curling into yourself. Some random men had ganged up on you and stoned you, hitting your head and your legs over and over and over. You slowly crawled to the hotel before your legs gave out and you sat right there, at the edge of the hotel, thinking of how to grab someone's attention. You sat there for about 2 minutes, blood leaking from the wounds, as the idea of calling Husk finally hit your head (like the stones).

You called Husk, and he picked up the first ring that went through. “Hey darling, what's up?” Husk asked, unknowing of how rough you were and just outside the hotel. “H-hey Husk…” Husk immediately noticed your ‘husk’-y and rough speech and he immediately panicked, but stayed silent to listen to you. “I-i need h-help…o-outside the hotel…” He immediately hung up and got out from behind the bar, leaving his half-filled bottle of booze and Angel Dust at the bar, rushing towards the doors of the hotel.

You saw the doors swing open and Husk's pupils immediately shrink as he ran towards you, on the brink of tears but keeping himself collected. “My Lucifer…the fuck happened?!”

You went to go speak, but was interrupted by Husk. “Nevermind, sorry, fuck me, I'm stupid.” A small chuckle left your mouth. “I-i already do, a-and I love e-every second.” You wink as he facepalms and blushes a bit. “You'd definitely be the one to stay serious during something serious they said.” He says, rolling his eyes playfully as you laugh a bit. He picks you up bridal style and brings you inside, more relaxed than he was, but still concerned for your health.

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“There we go…finally.” You sigh and smile up at Husk. Husk smiles down at you softly. “Ya mind explaining to me now what happened, miss priss?” You sigh. “Well..I was walking out of the restaurant with K, Al, and Lex, and I think I might've had a blank moment cause the next moment, they had left and I was alone.” Husk has a serious expression on his face and looked like he was ready to kill. “Go on, baby.” “Babe, don't go thinking of any ways to kill them, please-” He sighs. “Fine…just, keep going.” “Alright, so then I started walking home, and I put on the ear warmers and my earbuds-” He interrupts you. “Wait…ya put on the ear warmers, right?” He asks, a confused look on his face. “Yeah, I legit just said that?” He smirks and chuckles. “Ya do realize they took that from ya, right sugar?” “Yeah…?” You were confused as to what he was suggesting but went along with it.

“I'm gonna let you get some rest, alright?” He stood up and you leaned up. “Husk wait-” You tried stopping him but he strolled out before you could and you sighed.

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Husk walked outside, anger and joy mixing inside him as he went to find the gang that decided to fuck Y/N up. He walked around hell for a bit before looking in an alleyway and saw the ear warmers. He chuckles. “Jackpot.” He whips out his playing cards, still coated in angelic steel from the fight against heaven and begins his slaughter menacingly.

He walks out from the alleyway, smirking to himself as he tries to wipe away some of the demon blood while walking back to the hotel while people stare at him, intimidated, as they left him alone.

Once he arrived back, he had Angel Dust and his friend Cherri bomb staring at him. “What'd you go out doin, whiskers?” Angel questioned in a confused and curious tone as he looked Husk up and down, noting the blood. Husk ignored him and made his way back to his room.

You saw the door open and Husk walked in, immediately noticed the blood and groaned. “Look, I tried my best to get the blood off, alright?” He sighs out. You shake your head before smiling a bit to yourself, it felt good to have a protective boyfriend like Husk, you're so glad you have him. You looked back up to notice Husk was gone and you looked around, not seeing him. Something touched your shoulder from behind and you whipped your head around to see a chuckling Husk. He tipped his hat with a half smile, half smirk. “Perks of being a magician.” He winks at you. You chuckle and shake your head before giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I love you, Husk, even if you kill everyone who wants to fuck around with me.” He chuckles. “Sorry loveeee, I'll do better.” You sigh happily. “No, it's fine, don't change. I love you how you are right now.”

“If you say so, Y/N. I love you."

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A/N: This was actually pretty fun to write, and it was the longest one I've wrote ngl, hope this fits what you want :)

[sanjisblackasswife]

Do you still accept nsfw asks? If so how about a short story where sanji and the gang find an abandoned island and stop to resupply and while there they find a ship wreck where someone is clearly living there and sanji walks up on a woman bathing in a waterfall while he's foraging for food. She's the only survivor of a pirate crew and has been stuck on the island for 2 years. Sge would be so happy to be found she forgets she's nude and tackle hugs sanji. The only reward she has for him is herself of course 😉 would he accept her reward and have fun before bringing her back to the crew?

Definitely an nsfw story with male receiving and then female receiving all the fun stuff, oral and fingering and penitration, all the funs lol

A/N: ..wow. Lemme go on ahead and see if I can make this come to life. (This is a dope summary though btw I love it lmao)

Also I decided to make most of this in Sanji’s POV because why not lol

“Waves of Love” Sanji x (Black)! Fem Reader (NSFW) Sanji POV

CW: Love at First Sight (?), Oral Sex, Fingering, Cum Eating, Tongue Sucking, Lots of Kissing, Thigh Riding, Vaginal Sex, Semi Public(?), Finger Sucking, Reader is a bit of a Bimbo(?), She has Piercings, Touch Starved, Very Subby and has a Breeding Kink

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Sanji POV

We landed on this somewhat large island, it looked no different from any other we stopped at before, however it looked more like a jungle. It was beautiful none the less and the weather was perfect. We all seen some delicious fruit and Usopp had already managed to catch a few good fish. Everybody all agreed to spend the day looking for stuff to bring back I wanted Nami to come with me, but she and Chopper decided to stay on the ship!

“Oh shit.” I stopped my tracks and seen the other side of the island and there was a huge ship, so we weren’t alone!?

I was walking a small path I found in between some bushes and trees, i didn’t really think to know where it could lead. Enemies maybe? I don’t really care that much I could just kick their ass if needed.

I walked over with caution, but I felt no presence of anybody. As a matter of fact inspecting closer at the ship it was ruined. The ship was old and looked like a few marines aimed at it. If anybody was here they have to have been either long gone or still here hiding.

I decided to go back to find Luffy. He’d probably want to look around and see it and possibly warn him if someone is also on this island, but i began to hear what could be a waterfall, it was faint but the more I followed the sounds of loud splashing water the more I—

Sanji pushed his way out of the shrubbery to see from a distance a woman waist deep in the beautiful secluded area. A towel and some clothing was left beside some rocks. Sanji was enamored, she was a real woman! Naked! Cleaning herself! Her body was curved in all the right places, her skin was a beautiful dark brown, her hair was big and curly, she had scars around her body, but she looked stunning none the less. He held his mouth trying not to bleed and scream out of excitement and scaring the woman but instead he hid behind a tree and watched her.

This goddess…she..was nothing like I’ve seen before. I know I shouldn’t stare at a woman bathing, but I couldn’t look away she looked like a majestic angel!

How come I didn’t sense her? Is she alone? Was that her ship? She must have crew members around since that boat was so big.

“Hm?” The woman looked out, to see a tall blonde man behind a large tree. In that moment she would have felt exposed! Embarrassed! Even a little upset for noticing someone watching, but instead she smiled wide. Her face was unrecognizable to Sanji, but the woman slowly approach closer to the shallow prt of the water and waved. “Hey! Come here!”

I froze. She seen me! Fuck! I probably should leave, but I couldn’t do such a thing to a woman! What if she needs help? Maybe she can—-

Shit she is even more beautiful the closer she walks over. She was holding her chest, her body was something I wish to engrave in my mind for the rest of my life! Her smile was gorgeous and shining as if it were gold. The water reflected off of her wet body I felt myself move towards her to get a closer look.

I think I met my soulmate.

“Oh!” She gasped at me, and ran over towards me…

Wait

A NAKED WOMAN IS RUNNING TOWARDS ME—

“Oh my goodness I can’t believe there is someone here! I can’t believe it! A real person!” She was strong as hell swinging me back and fourth, her wet body stained my clothes and she sounded so …happy to see me?

“Oh—h-hello!” I tried so hard to keep my eyes on her face, but her curls were covering most of her face anyways. She smiled so sweetly it nearly made my heart melt. “Um…are you—“

“Oh sorry! Im Y/N! It’s been so long since I’ve seen a person let alone a guy before! What’s your name?!”

“Oh I—I’m Sanji—-“

She kept talking and it became more and more difficult to pay attention to her talking. Her breast kept moving with each word and I couldn’t help to almost faint seeing that she had nipple piercings and a belly piercing!!! The young lady had a lot of energy so she spoke with her hands a lot . How could a woman like this be here alone on an island?

IS THIS THE ALL BLUE?!

“So Mr. Sanji…I actually stole that ship from a crew a couple years ago, but some Marines found me not too long after and attacked. I barely made it out of there, but I been hiding here hoping to possibly find a new pair of people to get me to leave but the ones that have came don’t even manage to stay for too long or they just sail right past….are you with a crew? Or…oh crap are you a marine?!”

She seemed to be so unfazed with being naked in front of me, it was cute, but it made me worry a little bit—

What if a PERVERT FOUND HER AND TOOK ADVANTAGE OF MISS, Y/N?!

“I am apart of a pirate crew actually. We landed here this morning to grab some supplies, but it seemed so empty…so you’re all alone?”

“Yeah! So there’s more of you?! Oh please can I come with you guys?! I promise I just need a way to get off this island and I’ll be out of your hair! I’ll do anything!”

She grabbed my shirt tugging on it with pleading eyes. They managed to peak through her curls, her lips were so plump and slightly parted as she looked up at me. I clenched my fist not wanting to touch her, but I just couldn’t fight the feeling because she was so close I could feel her breath in my chin. I can’t believe she has been here for 2 years on her own. She looked healthy, and well fed.

“Of course you can! We have plenty of food and even some new clothes for you to wear! We’d be more than happy to have you on board! Here—“

I took off my shirt and jacket for her to wear, she seemed to have only underwear by her towel and I couldn’t let her meet the rest of the crew naked of course. I handed her my clothing and she blushes at me.

“Once we get back I’ll cook you something too. A beautiful girl such as yourself shouldn’t be here at all. I’m actually impressed how you managed to take care of yourself. You look amazing.”

Y/N mentally drooled at the sight of seeing another male shirtless. His body was completely different from what she was expecting. It was almost something foreign to her after so long on her own. She was so grateful for his kindness she knew she had to repay him somehow.

“W-wait!” She gripped my clothing before placing it by her own, “Your friends…you sure they will be okay with me coming on right?…i haven’t had much luck with friendly people…are they nice like you?”

I smile, “They’re very nice—well there is one grumpy swordsman that can be a fool—, but don’t worry I’ll kick his ass if he is rude to you, my love.”

She bites her bottom lip a little as if she were thinking about it, I hope she agrees to come. She looks back up at me and speaks softly,

“Can I give you something in return before we go? As a thank you?”

I gave her a questioning look, before I could decline she grabbed my neck and kissed me.

Fuck her lips were so soft!

Her kisses were a bit firm, and unsteady granted she didn’t have much practice after two years, but Sanji held her close by her waist. Y/N pulled back standing on her tippy toes and gazed at his lips. It was only for a moment when she pulled him back for a hungrier kiss. Her tongue slipped in his mouth moaning inside, the urgency she had felt in her body showed with action as she began to unbuckle his slacks.

“Oh! Wait wait—Y/N!” I held her shaky hands nearly panting after dropping my cigarette, “You DONT have to repay me I—“

“But I want to! I need to! You’ve been so kind and I thought maybe you’d appreciate that, Mr. Sanji. Please…come here.”

She was so needy, I wouldn’t dare try and take advantage of her in this situation, but she grabbed my hand and took me beside the waterfall where her clothes were and let me lean beside a large rock, she kneeled in front of me and I immediately felt my pants get tight. She looked too fucking sexy on her knees like this.

Maybe…I can indulge in this moment just once?

Y/N pulled Sanji’s bottoms down now eye to eye with his semi-hard cock. Licking her lips in anticipation she motions him to sit on the smooth flat surface of the rock and lean back. She pushes her hair back to reveal her eyes, and it shocks Sanji, both eyes were different colors and her left eye was scared. It never took away from her beauty however.

“You’re gorgeous.” Sanji uttered in awe before she went down on him. She blushed.

His cock was heavy on her tongue giving it one loud and long slurp before pushing it as far as she could in her mouth. Her cold tongue swirled and flicked around his shaft and tip so much Sanji already felt a pressure below his stomach to cum. Somehow she noticed from his constant twitching and his moans she popped of his cock and smiled, “it’s okay. You can cum in my mouth.”

Her voice sounded so innocent and pure compared to how fucking hot she looked sucking my dick. Fuck— she didn’t even stop sucking after I came. I probably should keep my voice down, but she felt way too painfully good I damn near passed out from overstimulation. She sighed pulling away, a long string of my cum and her drool fell from the rim of her swollen lips. She had a tired gaze, I couldn’t stop breathing heavily looking right at her still lustful eyes.

I cupped her cheek and she sat up straight, when I kissed her the mixture of our bodily fluids swished inside our mouth, the taste was so addictive I couldn’t help but to start sucking on her wet tongue.

“Was that good? Was I Good?”

Her pleads to be praised was so fucking cute I patted her head and kissed her forehead softly, letting her know she did amazing. But she didn’t seemed to want to stop, and I’m glad because I didn’t want to either.

The temperature of my face and chest got hot, this woman must have had some kind of curse and planted it inside me because I feel like I’m burning up inside I had a craving and it was that I had to be inside her. I need her right now.

I had her close to my chest and kissed her lips again, they were like magnates I just couldn’t stop myself from pulling away no matter how sloppy it became. My hand roamed from her neck down to her pierced breast. From the moment I seen her I had an itch to fondle her perky nipples, I needed to feel the cool metal and her sensitive skin under my fingers. She must have enjoyed it a lot from how much she started to moan out.

“More please. Rub more!” Her whines were like music to my ears, she placed her hand on my to guide how she liked to be gropped and I did as so pressing firmly with her hand. I kept the pace with urgency as I moved my lips down to her neck for a moment to leave a mark. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea, for when we get back they’ll see our bruises of when we made love but I didn’t care I wanted this as bad as she did.

I sat back down to place her on my thigh, she was already so gooey and wet from just me touching her breast, if I wasn’t mistaken she may have already came from that alone. She was panting and already couldn’t help herself as she began to grind her wet slit on my thigh. Fuck, I never had a woman do this before but the neediest and desire she had on her face focusing to cum on me made me want her even more.

“Touch me again, Mr. Sanji.” Her voice was breaking down as she was reaching her high, I wasted no time rubbing her slippery clit in messy circles pushing the back of her head back to my mouth to kiss her, she whined continuously pressing her hands on my chest. Her dull nails tried clawing at my skin, which made me want to feel that sensation on my back when I fuck her.

I needed to fuck her.

She needed me to fuck her.

And I was going to do it.

I helped her move her hips faster on my thigh, I felt her clench harder crying into my ear now holding the back of my nape. “San…Ji!”

She stilled her movements after a moment and began to pepper my neck in kisses biting a little. She was so damn cute being so appreciative. She deserved it. She deserved to get fucked right. I picked her up and laid her on the towel by the water. It was no other noises besides the sounds of birds chirping and our panting. I never had sex with a woman outside before, but it now be my new favorite thing if it’s with her.

She looked breath taking, she was rubbing her thighs together looking up at me with those pretty eyes I couldn’t stop looking at, her face was hot, and her curls barely were covering her face, I already seen a bit of my hickies left on her neck, I just needed to leave at least one on her breast—maybe two if she can last that long.

“Mr. Sanji…can you…fuck me…while I suck your fingers?”

Fuck she is direct.

I couldn’t say no to her, I had to. She needed this, I open her messy wet legs, I slowly massage her slit with my index and middle finger before swirling her clit to make her arch her back, her mouth agape. I used the opportunity to shove my fingers in her pretty little mouth. She sucked on them as desired and I began my attack on her nipples.

“Mmmmmm!” She moaned beside my ear, her legs began to twitch and vibrate beside me as my tongue moved all over her tits. They were so comfortable to squeeze my face in. It was something I couldn’t try to replicate with any pillow I could ever buy. She was so fucking sensitive too. Not having another man’s touch her for so long. I knew I could get her to cum a thousand times if I tried.

My cock was aching, it was so tediously rutting against her clit, she must have felt it too because she began to buck her hips for more friction. I finally managed to leave my two marks on her breast and sat back up. She whined in disappointment when I pulled my fingers away. So cute.

I slapped my cock on her fat pussy—fuck everything about her made me so hot in the face I couldn’t hold back. I immediately peppered her with kisses when I slammed half of my Dick inside her as an apology.

“Fuck you’re so tight, baby..” I groaned in her ear. I didn’t move as she said she haven’t had sex in so long and never touched herself in between then and now so I talked her through it as I slowly began to bottom out inside her. “Good girl, baby—good fucking girl ‘m ganna stretch you out real good okay?”

“Y-yes Mr. Sanji!”

Her fluffy skin felt so good under mine, I held her close making sure she felt all of me, I began to pick up the pace and the wet slapping noises of her insides made me nearly lose it she felt too fucking good and tight.

“So good! Mmm!” Her voice sung like a melody repeating my name over and over again in broken syllables as my Dick kept going in and out, I needed to see her so I pulled away from her neck, and her eyes rolled back, mouth open slightly holding the back of her legs to give me more room to go deeper inside her. I don’t think she’s felt this good in a long time.

I felt my hair stick to my face with sweat, my hands also pressing down on the back of her sweet thick thighs as the jiggled Everytime I pushed my way inside her. She began to scream out and I knew if she kept it up one of them may find us back here or that dumbass swordsman May stumble upon us so I licked my fingers and shoved them back in her mouth. She looked so good sucking on them anyways.

I felt her clench inside me as a signal she was about to cum. As much as i didn’t want it to end I began to think about how long we have been out here and how at any moment one of my crew mates may catch us.

I threw her ankles over my shoulder and pulled her by her hips to snap against mine. I was as deep as i could get and it made me want to cum quickly so I began thrashing my cock further inside her sweet walls.

Her whole body was moving at a rhythm, she started to bite my fingers a little. It didn’t hurt that much but it was cute, she bites a lot when she is about to cum.

Her eyes shot open as she pulled out my fingers and pressed my body against hers, she was so fucking flexible I was putting her in a matting press and didn’t even realize it.

“Cum in me please! Please please please I need it!”

Shit. I completely forgot I wasn’t using a condom. Everything was happening so fast but…I was okay with it. I don’t know but I may genuinely be in love with this woman ……I can’t stop myself from moaning in her ear,

“I love you, Y/N!”

It was almost as if she felt the same way because she held on to me tighter I couldn’t breathe almost. I didn’t care I just needed to fill her up and that’s exactly what I did.

I slowed down the pace, our breathing was in sync as I did my last few sloppy thrust, I moved her hair to get a better look at her flustered face and planted open mouth kisses on her making her giggle.

“I didn’t expect us to do that.” I laughed weakly feeing her legs rub my sides. She laughed to and pecked my nose.

“I’m glad we did. Because I love you.”

My heart skipped a beat. She sounded so careless by saying that. She really mean it?

“Really?”

“I do Mr.Sanji…I think…I don’t know—I may have fell in love with you the moment I seen you…”

“You—you also believe in love at first sight?”

She nodded and shrugged, “I mean duh. It’s real isn’t it?”

I kissed her lips once more and got her to show that pretty smile. I couldn’t let her go after that.

We cleaned each other up in the lake and I got her dressed. It was beginning to get late so I carried her in my back on the way to the ship. We got to know each other a little more since the walk was a bit long and I told her about us.

“So Luffy is Your Captain? And he’s made of rubber no way!!”

“Haha Yeah, he can be an idiot so don’t worry if he is a—-“

“Oh is that them?!”

She pointed outwards and I smiled seeing them all carry back boxes of items they found on the island.

“Yeah, you ready to meet them, my love?”

“Yes, please!”

When I took her and greeted her to the crew, they all welcomed her with open arms. She proved herself worth the trouble of adding since she actually was an amazing fighter. And I was glad. I fed her and let her sleep in my room for the night, but I believed she may be staying there permanently.

She was mine now after all.

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“Alternative Ending”??

[crushsblogstories]

Camping Trip - Part 2

WARNING(S)!

None of these are my characters!

I came up with the plot.

Suggestive themes?!

Potential small inaccuracy! Though the exact date s'mores were invented is unknown, the first formal recipe is recorded in the 1927 book. Anne with an E takes place in the early 19th century so they might’ve had or might not have had s’mores, but there is still a chance they did. Actuall Inaccuracy! I mentioned a flashlight very breafly during a 'scary story'.

Pronouns! Not specified

||Wordbank:|| Knickers - Shorts || Trousers - Pants||

PART 1 [] Current: PART 2 [] PART 3

-After Arriving-

My POV

We arrived at the forest and walked a short way to a nearby river. Anne, Diana, Josie, and I had shared a carriage, whilst Tillie, Ms. Stacy, Charlie, Ruby, and Moody shared another. The rest of the boys had stuffed in the third carriage (Poor Gilbert). When we departed I remembered the misfortune of Jane, not having been able to come because of a slight cough her parents were worried about.

Finally taking in the river, I almost gasp a–“Wow” breathes Anne, seemingly having read my thoughts. “It’s so- so-” “Romantical?” Diana butts in seeing Anne at a loss for words, “Breathtaking?” Ruby chimes, “Pretty” Tillie finishes in a dazed manner causing us to laugh. “Not exactly.. I believe I am finally at a loss for words” Anne says, looking back at the stream. “Peaceful.” I say, smiling at the sight, “Huh?” says Anne, turning to look at me along with the rest of the girls. “Peaceful,” I repeat, turning to face them as well, “You don’t always need fancy or large words to describe something. I find this scene peaceful” I repeat once more, looking back towards the river, “It’s soft like the dazed state of having just woken up, and calming like reading by a warm fireplace in the dark of night. Peaceful.” I finish. “Y/N…” I turn my head to the sound of Ruby saying my name, “That was.. Beautiful” finishes Diana, Tillie and Anne nodding in agreement. “Oh!- I-” I am cut off by the sound of someone clearing their throat. “Alright everyone. Time set up camp. Pitch your tents and afterwards I’ll need two volunteers to help me with gathering wood and stones for the fire. Understood?” Ms. Stacy explains, receiving nods and yes’s as a reply.

I set up my tent rather quickly, finishing even before Ms. Stacy. As a result, I decided to help the other girls with their tents as they seem to be struggling. I help Tillie first as she is a quick learner and could help someone else soon after. As I thought, she understood quickly and went to help Ruby. Finished with Tillie, I go over to Anne who was struggling the most. “Hey Anne. Need any help?” I offer, “Hm? Oh! Yes please.. I don’t quite understand how these ropes tie into things. No pun intended.” There is a pause before we both burst out laughing. It may not have been that funny but we enjoyed the joke nonetheless. I crouch down to assist Anne and explain where everything goes.

Just having finished, Gilbert approaches. “Um… Y/N?” Gilbert utters, “Yes?” I turn to be met by his gorgeous eyes. “Do.. Do you um.. Need any help with your tent?” He asks, rubbing his neck. I can tell he just wants to spend time together as we didn’t get much time to talk this morning, none at all actually, but there’s one problem… This isn’t my tent. “Oh! Um. I’d love that but…” I trail off not wanting to upset him. “But…?” He repeats, staring intently, “This is not my tent. It’s Anne’s. I finished pitching mine a while ago, it was the first one up.” I say pointing towards my tent. “Oh..” He says disappointedly, “Yeah.. Sorry for bothering.” He turns to walk away but my voice stops him, “But! Anne and I just finished and we’ll need food right? I heard Billy bragging about how he’ll catch a big enough fish for everyone to eat. I doubt that will happen, or that there’s a fish big enough for that here, but if we give it a go we might have a chance at survival.” I laugh, so does Gilbert. 

 -A Short Minute Later-

We reach the not-so-far river in less than a minute as it’s only a few meters from where we set up camp. Just as I go to say something, we hear an all too familiar voice. “AHEM. Your attention please.” ‘Wow.. The first time I’ve heard Billy say please..’ I think, rolling my eyes in the process “I will help all, and any people who might need help catching fish,” He continues, gathering everyone's attention while some stand closer to hear better. Whilst Billy rambles about how he’s ‘super good at fishing’ I realize he keeps glancing over to me. I think Gilbert seemed to notice as well because he randomly grabbed my hand and kissed it softly. I look over at him and he flashes me a quick, seemingly genuine smile, though I can tell he’s annoyed.

Not seeming to be aware of, though simultaneously breaking the tension, Josie walks between Billy, Gilbert, and I, standing herself in front of the river. “I think I get it… Do we just.. grab them?” Josie says, playing dumb as she reaches in to ‘grab a fish’. SPLASH! Josie falls into the shallow river with a screech. Instead of helping Josie, Billy attempts to stifle a laugh.

Knowing full well of Josie's plan, of which is not working, I go to help her. Walking up, and reaching out a hand. “What. Are. You. Doing?!?” Josie, whisper-shouts, “Helping you.” I whisper back “He’s obviously not going too…” I add. “Ugh” Josie silently groans, she grabs my hand and.. SPLASH! She pulled me in too! ‘UGH! Why do girls like Josie feel the need to act like a damsel in distress all the time and push aside the people who actually try to help!?’ I internally complain.

All of a sudden, Billy doesn’t find the fact Josie fell in so funny. He straightens himself up, clears his throat, standing tall and begins to walk over, Gilbert having started walking a couple seconds beforehand, “You were saying?” Josie whispers, as impertinent as possible. I roll my eyes, ready to help myself up when two hands reach out, preventing me from getting up, but offering assistance instead. I look up, sun shining bright in my eyes, to barely see Gilbert and… Billy?? I look over to Josie and she looks furious. At both me, and Billy.

Turning my attention back to getting up, I grab Gilbert's hand, him pulling me up with little to no effort. “Thank you.” I say with a slight nod, directly to Gilbert, making direct eye contact as I don’t feel like dealing with an angry Josie Pye. Gilbert smiles in response as I turn to Billy. I may not like him as a person, but I will still be polite and have matters with him. “Thank you.” I say, “You’re wel-” He starts with a visible smile, of which I’ve never seen unless with mal-intent, but I cut him off. “Thank you for offering your hand, though Josie fell in first and is still sitting in the water. You were the closest to her though only came to help me after I fell in.” Billy’s almost-smile faltered.

There was a pause. A very short but awkward one. To cut the tension you’d need a very thick saw. Finally, the pause was over when Billy nodded with a slight hum, and went over to help Josie out. “Oh! Why thank you Billy!” Josie said, now out of the water as if the whole ordeal hadn’t happened right before her eyes and her plan hadn’t gone to pieces. Everyone went back to their respective tasks and fun though I could tell Josie was fuming, along with Gilbert. Though he hid it much better.

Me and Gilbert reached where Ms. Stacy had set up the fishing materials, it consisted of nets, wooden spears, and a large tub, assumingly for the fish. I understand why there were no fishing rods as the water is shallow.

“What tactic do you think we should use?” I ask, turning to Gilbert who I now find behind me, looking off across the river in thought. “Gil?” I called, “Hm?” He hums, turning to face me, “Oh! Sorry, could you repeat that?” He asks, playing it off. “Do you want to use the nets or the spears?” I repeat. “Net seems more efficient but spears would be more fun.” He pauses and smiles, “Spears” He finishes still smiling, though I can tell something is wrong. “Gil..” I step closer, only a few inches away. Before continuing, I reach my hand up to cup his cheek, “You ok? You know you can tell me if somethings up. Especially if you’re upset in any way.” I say, starting soft but firming my tone at the end a bit so he knows I’m being genuine. “I know.” He says lightly, tilting his head into my hand and reaching his own up to grasp it. I stare into his eyes worriedly for a moment. Hoping he’ll tell me what is bothering him, what I can do to help. I sigh, choosing to pretend as if I’m not worrying, and to wait until he’s ready to tell me. 

 -Campfire time-

The sun has set and the stars start creeping out. Everyone is gathered around the fire on logs or on the ground, Moody is sat beside Ruby, both of whom are blushing, avoiding eye-contact, Ms. Stacy is sat on the left end of said log opening a bag of marshmallows to pass around.

On the log to the right of them, Tilly, Diana, and Anne share a log. Continuing to the right, Gilbert and I sit on a log, my head resting on his shoulder as I sit in the very middle of the chopped tree. And the final log has a still angry Josie on the left end and a seemingly nervous Charlie on the right staring directly at Tillie.

Everyone is engaging in conversation, Charlie asked Tillie to go on a stroll with him to which she agreed, and Josie began mumbling to herself of what I believe to be angered statements a while ago. The only silence of the night being mine and Gilbert’s. It was comfortable yet I was still waiting for him to tell me why he was so bothered. I obviously knew it was jealousy, which I must admit was kinda hot, but he usually isn’t as bothered about it and just teases me with ‘I’m glad I got to you first’ or ‘See? You’re so beautiful even ______ wants you!’. This time it was different though, it made me nervous.

“Gilbert?” My voice was soft and quiet though I still saw him jump slightly. “Yes darling?” He replied, “Come with me.” I whisper, grabbing his hand and leading him into the forest. We walk about 7 minutes away from camp in silence. “Is everything alright?” Gilbert asks once we stop by one of the many tall trees. “No, because you aren’t telling me what’s bothering you. I understand if you’re not ready to tell me right this momment, or you never will, but I worry.” I reply, he pulls me closer and kisses my forehead before resting his hands on my waist, “Sorry, it’s just. Billy.” He said. I guide Gilbert to sit under a tree with me, “You never let him get to you. What’s different now?” I ask, confused.

“The whole ride here all he could do was ramble about how lucky I am to be with you and how pretty you are. At some point he even started talking about your figure. I had to change the subject to be about him because he wasn’t interested in any other topic.” Gilbert goes quiet and I turn his head to face me, “Gil..” He cuts me off, “And I won’t say you’re mine because that is objectifying and I would never do that to any woman but I just love you so much and I couldn’t stand him rambling on and on about you and he’s such a—!” I cut him off with a kiss. “I’m yours and you are mine” I reassure with a smile, earning a smile back.

“Want me to prove it?” I ask, my smile forming into a smirk. Gilbert nods eagerly as I begin kissing him, I climb onto his lap to close the gap between us as he pulls me closer by my waist. “I love you Gilbert.” I reassure, he simply smiles back though I know he isn’t upset anymore. We stay like that for a couple of minutes before Gilbert pipes up, “Love, as much as I adore this, we have to head back.” I pause for a moment. “But I don’t want toooo.” I cuddle closer to him as I complain, “Alright, I guess we’ll miss out on s’mores then.” Gilbert says with a smirk, I immediately jump up. “Well?! What are you doing sitting there?! Let’s go!” I begin walking off back to the camp as Gilbert jogs up to walk by my side laughing. “I love you, you know that?” He asks, “Mhm. I love you too. But I adore s’mores.” I say cheerfully, earning a laugh.

 -Back at Camp-

Me and Gilbert walk back to camp hand in hand, giggling and laughing. “Oh! Just in time! We were about to make s’mores!” Anne says, being the first to notice me and Gilbert and causing everyone else to look over. Aside from Tilly and Charlie, who are smiling at each other holding hands (very adorably I might add). Me and Gilbert move to sit down in our previous spots on one of the logs. As we do, I feel eyes lingering on me, it’s Billy. I pretend not to notice and pay no mind to it.

Marshmallows and twigs are passed around, and people begin to make s’mores. “Oooh! Oooh! Why don’t we tell scary stories?!” Diana pipes up, “Oh! Yes that’s a great idea Diana!” Anne adds. “I’ve got one, but you girls might be too scared to hear it.” Billy says, causing Ruby to shriek and hug Moody tight to which I smiled at. Billy then goes on to tell the worst, least scary, dumbest, story I’ve ever heard,

“Once upon a dark night, there was a boy named Billy. He went out hunting for some dumb fox but ended up getting lost in the forest. Then, suddenly he heard a sound! He screamed, and yelled, and ran! And he found his way back home. But he never found out what that sound was…” As Billy spoke, he tried his best to sound ominous and creepy, throwing in hand movements here and there, but the story was just so bland and stupid that no one was scared, not even Ruby. “AHHHH!” Josie screams, clinging onto Billy helplessly. This act caused me to roll my eyes and rest my head on Gilbert’s shoulder, just observing everyone’s reaction to the situation.

Billy looks to me and sees my unbothered face, he looks a bit disappointed but switches to facing Josie and smiling. The smile is so obviously fake but as they say ‘love makes you blind’ so Josie’s face lights up when Billy says, “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” 'What a fake' I think to myself. “I’ve got a better story.” Gilbert states, attracting the attention of everyone, and a glare from Billy. I lift my head off Gilbert’s shoulder and shift to face him, knees touching. “Well? Go on.” I smile. 

......

“...As she opens the old rusty door, hearing it creak, a shiver runs up her back and her flashlight shuts off. The room is pitch black, even the dim light of the hallway she once stood in not being enough to illuminate her surroundings. She steps in the room, hearing water dripping. 'It's an old house.' She thinks, paying no mind. That’s when her flashlight flickers for a moment. She swears she had just seen a pair of eyes. The flashlight flickers once more, were the eyes getting closer? No. It had to have just been her imagination. The flashlight turns on completely and she’s met with the sight of her best friend, he’s hanging by a rope, tied to his neck. Suddenly, the realization hit her, it wasn’t water dripping she heard, it was…‘AHHHHHHH’ She tried to scream but her mouth was covered by old, dirty hands. The last thing she saw was a figure running past her now fallen, and flickering, flashlight, and hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at her…”

Gilbert finishes his story, an ominous and spooky atmosphere lingers. Diana and Anne are clutching onto one another, Josie is practically on the verge of sobbing into Billy’s arm, Ruby's holding onto Moody, of whom is trying to act heroic and brave though seems almost just as scared, Tillie was surprisingly into the plot whilst Charlie looks completely traumatized, Ms.Stacy looks concerned Gilbert knew such a story or came up with it himself due to all the gore, and I was doing my best not to laugh at everyones reactions.

"Well. Um. Let's head to bed, shall we?" Ms.Stacy says, beginning to pack everything up. "Goodnight my love." Gilbert says, softly pecking my lips. "Goodnight Gil." I smile.

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[moonstarlupinsworld]

For her and the world [PT. 2]

Ms. Weems X Wednesday X Reader

(Platonic relationship)

TW: Aftermath of poisoning, mentions of death, hospital, past trauma. 

A/N: Can you believe it took me over a year to realize that meant "author notes? And I'm in Ravenclaw, imagine that! Anyway, I just want to say I've been working on this for a while but didn't know the right way to portray what I wanted, that's why it took so long, but it's finally here.

Summary: It’s been almost two days since Ms. Thornhill decided to attack. Nevermore was a mess, but the students stopped the fire before things got even worse. But Ms. Weems can’t feel that calmness, not with you still unconscious at the hospital, trying your best to stay alive. 

Whoever said that dying was a painless process clearly has lied. The excruciating pain and the burning sensation of your lungs not getting enough air accompanied you as your brain finally detached from anything that could connect it to consciousness. You’ve often tried to imagine this exact moment, especially when you lay in bed, motionless and simply thinking about existence. In your altered mind you thought it was quick, and that as soon as you closed your eyes you entered whatever the afterlife was like. 

The reality was you entered some sort of dream. A dream about your life… At least that part was right, your brain decided to show you all the good moments before shutting down forever. 

It didn’t take much for the first memory to enter, and it wasn't a good one. You were around five, sitting on the floor with your toys all around your bedroom. Everything was quiet, the cassette mom had left for you still playing in the background.

“Everything you care about will burn to the ground!” you heard someone say in the office, “and in the process, everyone you love will be lost too.”

It sounded like… No, he couldn’t be here, not after saying all those mean things to mom. So you ignored it, trying to find the doll you’d left somewhere so she could sit on the wooden train. 

The door barged open, and there he was. His pupils were dilated, and he was sweating, barely blinking like a deer caught in the headlight, he almost looked like a maniac. Before you could react, he rushed to you and grabbed you by the arm in a rough movement, forcing you to stand up. You started crying as he frantically packed many toys in a bag, moving around and grabbing random clothes from your closet, dragging you around. 

“We’ll go… safe, I’ll keep you safe”, he whispered, “your mom thinks this school is everything… She didn’t even want you in the first place… I locked her in the office, just to have more time”. 

You tried to scream, kick, get out of his forceful grip around your wrist, but you couldn’t. What was he doing to you? He promised never to use his powers on you, he pinky swore. 

It was even more stressful to re-watch it from the outside, knowing that you couldn’t help that little kid in front of you. 

Thankfully, Larissa had managed to break the door lock, and was quick to use her high heel to knock him out, a clean hit to the head was enough. 

“My sweet little child” she whispered, carrying you in her arms, trying to ease your shaky state “There, there… Mom’s here, darling… No one shall harm you again.”

Ever since then, you used that bedroom as an office for any teacher who might need it. You were moved to one of the other three rooms in the small apartment hidden behind her office. And your bedroom was just a playroom now since you hated sleeping on your own again. 

After that, all the memories went by quickly. You were around six when they found you covered in Larissa’s makeup, marker doodles all around your clothes, and your hairstyle with new bangs (made by yourself). You saw yourself with mom at her important meetings, taking notes in your notebook with colored pens. Dancing with her cassettes and different vinyls late at night, singing along. Cooking your favorite foods together…

 You were a straight A’s student, the pride of every academy you attended, and the perfect, shy kid who never created major chaos. Everyone around you would say how lucky Ms. Weems was to have you as her child.

And of course, how could you not be perfect? You’ve seen her cry, knowing how hard it was to achieve that. You’ve heard the comments people made about her and the school. You’ve seen how much it took her to be where she was. You had to make the path as easy as you could for her, so she didn’t have to worry with you. When you were old enough to enter Nevermore, the distance between you got wider. You found your friends and were not sleeping that often at her quarters anymore. Thankfully, she realized it before it was too late, and you started being close again. 

All this small presentation was coming to an end, and before you could feel it, the last slide came by. It was late at night, and you were back at her quarters, helping with emails she had to send. 

“Y/n/n?” Larissa asked, looking at you with a smile, which you half replied, not taking your eyes from the laptop, “I don’t know if I have ever said this out loud, but I have never felt luckier in my life”

“Really?” you asked, distracted, signing the last email and sending it, “Did the chief finally give up on the whole ‘mysterious creature thing’?”

She laughed before asking you to turn off the computer. You did so, and she grabbed your hand. Even if you were just looking, you could almost feel her warm, comforting touch. 

“I feel lucky because I got you, silly child” she replied, looking at you with proud eyes, “you are everything to me, and honestly I don’t think I would have been able to endure much of what I did without you… I’m so proud of you”...

Everything went dark and empty, and after being in some sort of shock, accepting your own death, you panicked. No, you didn’t want to die. Not like this. Not alone in the dark. You’ve sacrificed yourself for the better, and now you were whining like a child. Does that make you a weak person? Does that invalidate your sacrifice?

Darkness surrounded you no matter the direction you took. Running in circles, you tripped with your foot, falling face first to the ground. Tears streamed down your cheeks, your breathing shallow as you tried to find something to ground you. There was no light at the end of the tunnel, only silence. A silence so deep you could hear your breathing, you could listen to your thoughts clear like water. Nothing was real. What was going on?

Your senses, overwhelmed, begged for the torture to stop. There was no purpose in trying to stand up, so you curled up in a ball, hugging your knees and closing your eyes. Every time you were feeling down, scared, or sad, Larissa had been there for you. She was always there, holding your hand, stroking your hair to calm all your aches down. You felt like that helpless child you once were, trying to find her in this nightmare. 

“Y/N?” An echoed voice flew across the emptiness, “I’m back, all right? I won’t go away anymore, promise”.

Your eyes opened, searching for the source of the sound. It was only you, the ground, and the darkness… After brushing away the tears with a rough hand movement, you listened, staying still. 

“I spoke with the cops again… they say it might be better for us to hide after you get better, just in case” she whispered. You recognize that voice, vaguely. “Donovan said you were really brave back there… Of course you were, you always are…”

Where was she? Sitting up, you keep on trying to find the source of her voice. You are sure now, that’s mom. Her voice started cracking as she revealed all the things that had happened since the first attack, how she rushed to the hospital and almost lost you twice. How you were connected to a bunch of things and in a state of deep sleep (she feared to called it the real name just in case you could understand you wouldn’t get scared). The attack at midnight at Nevermore, how the students were forced to escape in a very short amount of time. Thankfully not many people were injured severely. 

The best part was that you were able to help after all. Thanks to the video, the police department had been on patrol nearby the school all evening, and reacted quickly when things went south.

After a brief pause, she spoke to you about… yourself. She missed your jokes, your smile, the interesting conversations you used to have during tea time, and the pictures saved in your shared album “Mom and me”. She felt guilty, ashamed of not being able to protect you and standing still as Ms. Thornhill stabbed you with the venom, her body only reacting as your knees buckled and you dropped to the ground half conscious.

“...But I don’t know why am I even talking about this… I think you are not able to hear me, darling” she said in a sad whisper, clearing her throat so her voice wouldn’t break again “I miss your voice, y/n/n… My sleepy kitten.”

But you were there! You could hear her loud and clear, why was she saying all of that? 

“Mom I’m right here, I can hear you!” You yelled, but no words left your mouth. Only a strained yell, making you sound like a squeaking mouse. “Mom I can hear you! Get me out of here, please!”

Standing up, you try to yell again, to make her notice you. How was she talking to you but you couldn’t see her? This was not funny, it was simply terrifying. You wanted to speak, to scream for help. After trying with no result for your voice to be heard, you started to give up… after what seemed like ages, you decided it was not worth it, curling up again. You started to feel sleepy. Was it possible to sleep in a dream? 

“Mom  I’m scared! Please…” you choke up on your tears, sobbing “ I want to wake up… help… please, someone help…”

After a long time (you didn’t know how much exactly) you woke up, still in that nightmare. Trapped inside your mind, what a fun experience! Groggily you stretched, your ears trying to seek for the known voice of Ms. Weems. 

But she was nowhere to be found, and instead you were left with another. After a few minutes of listening you realized who it was: Wednesday. 

“I thought you would be awake by now. After all, you have proven to be extremely strong Y/N” there was a small hint of a kind note in her voice, “Thank you for covering me during the personal investigations… I should have known that the outcome of everything would be bloody and disastrous.”

You smiled. After all you did, it seemed like  Wednesday and you were friends. You were glad her first year wasn’t as horrible as she had imagined. 

Someone knocked on the door before entering, greeting the raven-haired girl good morning. The first minutes an uncomfortable silence filled the room before Ms. Weems took lead of the conversation. 

“I’m glad to see you again, Ms. Addams” 

“I was only hoping to be able to say my farewells and thank them ” she explained “I won’t be able to see them until the next term of your torturous school begins”. 

Even if you were not able to see them, you could bet almost anything that comment made your mom smile. She was happy, even if she didn’t wished to admit it, that Wednesday had survived the whole term at the school. 

“I will be happy to see you again” Ms. Weems replied, before adding “And, Wednesday?”

She looked her in the eye, knowing what Larissa was about to do, but before trying to stop her, the principal continued. 

“Thank you. First, for saving my child… If you hadn’t took out the syringe before the entirety of the liquid was inside them… I don’t even wish to imagine what could have happened… And second, for saving Nevermore. You are an extraordinary, gifted, and intelligent girl… I am sure your mother will be proud”

This time, Wednesday stood still for a second, before thanking them with embarrassment and asking for her not to do that again in the foreseeable future. Ms. Weems choked out a laugh, trying still to understand what could be going inside the young girl’s brain. 

Wednesday searched in her pockets for something, and after a few seconds she took out a phone, handing it to Ms. Weems, who took it not fully understanding. With the faintest of blushes, she cleared her throat, looking at the principal. 

“I was wondering if Y/N has one of those things Enid seems to enjoy so much… So I could write to them, once they are awake… Insta-gram, I think” after a few seconds of silence, she added, like defending herself “I’m still getting used to having one of those.”

With a subtle nod, Ms. Weems searched for your profile, followed you on that phone and handed it back to the black-haired girl. She thanked her, said her farewells, and left. Larissa was quite amused at the ever so mysterious girl being more into social media, and how flustered she looked when admitting she knew nothing about those things. Even the one with the darkest hearth had a sweet inside, even if they don’t usually admit it, she thought. 

But after the minutes of amusement, the tears came back to her already red eyes. She had never seen more undone. Her always flawless hair was messy, half combed into a bun. Her face pale, dark circles fully visible under her tired eyes. Her hands were cold, but she rubbed them one against the other to warm them up. Yours were as cold as ice, she only wished for you to feel a bit warm. 

The nurse had come early in the morning and announced you were responding to the treatment, and changed your oxygen mask for a cannula. It was now up to you wheter you woke up in a few minutes or hours. That got Larissa’s hopes up, before realizing maybe you were not ready to wake up yet. 

She announced the good news, grabbing your hand and rubbing gentle circles on it. Trying to motivate you, she started thinking out loud places where you could hide. A few sobs were heard as she kept rambling, trying not to break down again in the sight of an unpredictable future.

This was enough right? You were making everyone so worried, and mom had stated the fact you needed to hide as soon as you were in good shape again. You had to try to wake up, for her. The world was no longer in danger. And even if it was, you didn’t think it mattered anymore. You tried to get control of your body… And then you felt it, a warm sensation around your hand. Slowly, you were beginning to feel again. 

“You see? I told you Wednesday wanted to be your friend. After all the mischiefs you conjured during the past months I woulnd’t expect anything else” She sighed, grabbing your hand, “could you please show me you are still in there, kitten?”

Just a sign. You could do that… How, you had no idea. After a few minutes of what you thought useless attempts, the darkness dissipated, leaving space for a very bright light. 

“I felt your hand moving, great job Y/N” she encouraged you, happy tears streaming down her face, “You can do it darling, just open your eyes.”

It took a lot out of you, but somehow you managed to escape your prison. Your eyes opened slowly, squinting a bit as you adjusted your vision to the bright room. Groaning, you started feeling your senses again. 

What happened? Where is this place? 

“...Mom?” you asked in a whisper, still lost and half-asleep. 

“I’m right here, sweetheart.” she reassured you, stroking your hair. “Welcome back, sleepy kitten.”

With a vague smile you simply let her stroke your hair as you finished understanding everything that was going on. Then, aware of your surroundings, you cleared your throat. Still, not a noise came out. 

“It will take some time, don’t worry” mom’s voice explained, “you just woke up from a really long nap, after all”. 

The first meal you had after being entirely on IV therapy was glory. It wasn’t much, true, but you felt like it been ages since you ate something. Your body was recuperating, and you had no major side effect, aside from the weakness and the fact you were not able to walk five steps without falling over. But it could be worse, right?

You wrote to Wednesday as soon as you were allowed to have your phone back, and it was so funny to see how many accidental typos she made, or how many times she would send weird stickers. After a few weeks you were given the all clear, finally ready to go to your new home. Where? That was gonna be fun to find out. Thankfully mom was able to infiltrate on her office, grabbing two bags full of clothes and other important stuff, so you were not able to miss any of your favorite stuff.

Your sacrifice was for her, and you were happy you took the risk, even if now you are weak and might need some aid when walking. The mystery was over, everything was good.

Things won’t last much like that, sure, but for now it was time to rest and see where destiny would take you.

[luffyrose]

I have fallen down the ultimate spiral. Usually falling into fandoms are ones that I know well or that I will know well because I just found an interest in them. This time, this time I've fallen into the whole dc x dp. I have no idea how or why the crossover is a thing, BUT I LOVE IT.

I'm not that big a DC fan in general, mainly because I do not have the attention span to understand what is happening (ignore the fact I've watched all of One Piece-) but I have watched all of Danny Phantom at one point or another so like, halfway there kdjnshdf

N E WAY! I was reading lex luthor's ascent from supervillainy to fatherhood real good, go read it https://archiveofourown.org/works/40263192 BUT THEN I SAW A POST, as I casually skim through it when bored, ABOUT JASON AND DANNY MEETING PROMPT/MINI-FIC ON HERE AND I WAS SO IN LOVE WITH IT

So now, my brain as it usually does, wants to write a fic on it. this is why I have so many notes/docs, someone please remind me to organize fdksjnfj but yeah- I might write some of it, I might not- I don't know, but I will absolutely dumb random thoughts I've had about it on you all.

Okay! So I don't see much if anything about it, but I love the idea that Danny is like, a baby in ghost terms. Like no one thought about it much because it was the equivalent of the "BABY HAS A GUN" meme and because the ghosts just wanted to cause some mayhem and have fun, it took them like 2-3 years to look at the overpowered ghost and go; "That's a child-".

Keep in mind, Danny is already technically the King of the Infinite realms via defeating Pariah Dark as well, so all the ghosts are like "a child....OUR CHILD" and now panicking over the fact that this lil ghost has not had a parent(Madie and Jack DO NOT in fact count as parents to the ghosts, or Danny's core for that matter, but it's not because they're human, like, the ghosts are more concerned about the fact that his parents aren't ACTUALLY his parents.)

Either way, Danny now has to avoid Clockwork, who knows he is a baby in ghost terms but almost adult in human terms so still 100% making him king, the ancient is kind enough to alleviate most of the jobs a king has to do at least......for now-

So most of Danny's 16, going to turn 17 soon, year old life is now school, dealing with the few ghosts who still cause him trouble even if he's a baby ghost to them, he does keep in mind how they are MUCH gentler now and tend to "give up" pretty easily instead of fighting him, and 'running' from Clockwork trying to coronate him.

Clockwork knows where he is when he 'hides' but his own ghost core, ancient as it is, can't help but humor the child.

Things go wonk as soon as his parents find out about him being a ghost, surprise surprise. His dad was shoot first, ask questions later as always, but his mom was more...mentally traumatizing my child by claiming they'll fix him and telling him how they would just have to cut him open a little to see what's wrong.

Danny gets hit by one of the shots and goes tumbling into the ghost zone, another shot hitting the portal itself and breaking it as he went through. Some ghost find him and are like "THE BABY!!!!"

Personally- my brain it's Kitty and Johnny finding him because they're more like friends now then much else. Kitty being like an older sister while Johnny is the friend he probably would have dated at some point given the situation since they're both around his age in general, being younger ghosts as well.

Either way, they panic, call Clockwork, since the whole Infinite Realms knows that they're Danny's guardian. Clockwork shows up, and is like "wuh oh" and decides this child needs a parent. BUT INSTEAD OF SENDING HIM TO SOMEONE CONVENTIONAL HE'S JUST LIKE WOOPPSSYYYYY *Throws a very injured and not that conscious Danny at Lex Luthor*

Lex is, despite telling himself he's not, already this random meta-adjacent kid's dad. He's sold. Be it the obvious parental neglect/abuse like he had or the fact that he didn't know he had enough of a heart not to abandoned a hurt child who knows-

Also just as a tangent, Danny 100% talks about clones one times and the two have a long talk about the sentience of clones, because like, Lex didn't think about it in a way that Clones, albeit creations of science more so, are still very sentient beings unlike other scientific creations. And depending on the type of clone, they are much much more human. Cue Lex having a mental breakdown in his bedroom later because oh fuCK HE LEFT A CHILD WITH SO LITTLE KNOWLEDGE OF THE WORLD WITHOUT A PARENT- you can't convince me Lex wouldn't be a good dad solely to spite his own.

Danny's adopted and Lex is concerned for sure about this, apparently ghost as he quickly learned, kid that wakes up screaming sometimes. Boy is he glad to have built his whole place around keeping prying meta's out amongst other things- He's trying his best, and Danny is confused as hell about having a good parent. Even more confused because he's rich.

Lex is like "I'm totally doing this to ask about his capabilities" before panicking over Danny getting kidnapped despite knowing the kid could float through a wall if in real danger-

Cue many arguments about if Danny can go do things in general. Lex is very much stubborn about it even though he knows Danny is part ghost. This IS partially thanks to the few weeks it even took for Danny to heal from the blast he took from his parents. Either way, Danny won that argument in the end by saying he'd just float through the walls and go if he couldn't. They settled that if going as a ghost he just had to be careful about heroes and not changing in sight if at all, and if as Danny, he had to take a few bodyguards, though they could be discreet.

Either way, once Lex actually shows the world his kid, and he is so proud to call Danny his kid, Danny gets kidnapped. This is exactly why LEX SAID NO DANNY!!! Either way he gets saved by some Metropolis hero, superman or not, and he's instantly a little shit tm to them. More so because they asked a question about Lex, maybe even implying he was a bad dad, and even if Danny doesn't see him as a dad quite yet, there is no way he's standing for that!

In the end, it's a while before Danny actually goes much further than Metropolis, thank you very much Lex, this halfa knows how to do a thing or two!

Except he runs into trouble right away, that trouble being that uh oh- his underlying health issues he'd been ignoring up until now cuz they haven't messed up since his death- ignore the fact he learn that corrupted ectoplasm makes him basically have heart attacks if in human form because hey! doesn't happen if he's a ghost and he'll just switch before it happens- yeah that suddenly acts up when he runs, in human form because he wanted some coffee, straight into Red Hood. How fun.

Jason is confused because of the pit's usual anger and call for violence, upon seeing this random teen that literally ran into him, fall over in pain. Jason is worried as well obviously like this kid is definitely sick or something, but wHAT?!

He does the only logical thing obviously! taking him to one of his hideouts and not telling anyone-

Danny wakes up, sore, confused, and hella tired. Jason is equally as confused and tired, staring at the kid as he wakes up. The icky ecto doesn't actually hurt Danny from being near it, it's more like his body is thrown into cold water suddenly and it just has a violent initial reaction. So now Danny is trying to figure out why this person, ghost?, he can't tell, has the GROSSEST ecto he's ever seen, and if he's even aware of it. Let alone how the heck he's gonna help this random ghost, because by damn he's still technically the ghost king and his obsession isn't protection for nothing-

Now we have Danny, who's been unconscious for hours might I add, sitting with a very confused Jason. Danny wants to help the ghost person, he might just start calling him a halfa, but he was wrong about Vlad being a halfa, he's actually more of an ecto-possessed person, really confusing. Jason wants to know WHY this kid is making his pit rage not only calm, but worried, so he's having a time, actually having a clear head for once outside of his concern for this random child, that he's only just realizing he technically kidnaped....and definitely has forgotten to tell anyone about- Welp, he's not telling them now, his oddly comforting child now.

I have more ideas from this but I have been writing this for a while now so like- I'll tell ya more if ya want but only then- If I ever do write this it will 100% be more angsty than my blabbering here kjfsdnjkf

[jorisjurgen]

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I think if I get knocked out while solo'ing dungeons oen more time local eniripsas will just euthanise me 😭 iop save me

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we all have that homie who's not gonna make it.

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You run an anti-recovery alcoholism blog tho ???

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way to be classphobic dipshit.

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Idk i feel like posting about losing your home bc of it isn't very successful and happy pandawa of you.

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Anyone in this thread smoke hemp

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🌌 somethingquietplace

Like a sworn knight, I serve you. You are my beating heart, my lifeline. Neither Bonta nor Astrub would be home, if you were not by my side...

Yet, why do my hands yearn for freedom, the way a butcher yearns for a wild animal?

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Are you ok op.

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isnt op that one guy with 50 side blogs who got accused of being a part of the bontarian royalty and classfaking being an ecaflip.

🌌 somethingquietplace

Do you swear on your heart that you can truly believe a person with a life and a career would post on this site.

#Mind your buisiness. #not osu

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🥧 amakna-news-official follow

does anyone know if the demigod goultard is still out there marrying people//...

i n;;eed h;im.

🍄 124-lancer-lancer follow

When you die and go to externam not even being hosed down will help clean your soul. You will not reincarnate for 999 years.

🆎 alphabetcounter follow

e: 13; n: 11; o: 11; l: 7; a: 6; r: 6; i: 5; t: 5; u: 4; d: 4; 9: 3; h: 3; y: 4; s: 3; w: 4; g: 2; c: 2; x: 1; m: 1; v: 1; b: 1; p: 1; f: 1

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🌌 somethingquietplace

Went on a fishing trip with my family.

Here are some photos I took there, including photos of the snappers the three of us caught. Sufokia is beautiful this time of the year.

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🌌 somethingquietplace

I'll delete this reblog a bit later for organization purposes, but I wanted to take this moment to thank you all for your comments.

Also, I did not know that there was a fishing community here, for all the decades I spent on this site. The more you know.

#It's nice to get back in the groove of things... #Such a hectic year. #I just need some peace and quiet. #And maybe then I'll feel better. #Though sometimes I do ask why I keep doing this. Just everything in general. #...A hot chocolate will fix me right up though. Always does. #Delete later

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I know most ppl are like..,, 100% over talking about that one fuckin xelor that reversed time for like 20 minutes. like yeah hes evil but he saved my whole life. i spilled coffee on my passport and then WHOOM time reversed and shit. and i woke up 20 minutes earlier, threw up, and decided not to go anywhere near my documents with liquids ever again.

can i get a wahoo for grandpa genocide. like he really fucked up but he did do a solid one to at least me. i just feel like enough years had passed for me to speak my truth

🌒 ten-o-cock-and-a-half follow

It's not a laughing matter, people died. And it was a yet another case of media representing xelors as crazy and evil.

Try to put yourself in the mindset of the victims.

🔰 noobdefencesquad follow

im a xelor too and i think this is fucking hilarious soo yeah.

try reincarnating into a different class in next life! hope this helps.

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I agree with the second rb, but is nobody going to mention their url??

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I know we all have our role models for adventurers we'd like to marry or become or steal the gender of or whatever, but idk it haunts me that some of them may be on this site. Imagine someone like master Eva reading what ppl had written about her or her husband. scary.

🎁 doggrillsougi follow

I hope ush galash can feel when i post about sending him psionic shadow assassins. i hope he fucking feels pain. Every single time.

🎶 foggy-has-no-spoons follow

what did a random bontarian noble do to you. also isn't he dead.

🎁 doggrillsougi follow

OK SO. this made me realize that most people genuinely don't know about the murder dungeon allegations.

To summ it up, he lured in people to rob his house, put them in The Murder Dungeon (actually a tower, but... rule of funny. it sounds funnier that way), and Bontarian government did NOTHING about for years, and even placed a statue in his honor despite that.

wo2ww.bontanews.bn/articles/ush-galesh-allegations-of....

Now, this might sound like a conspiracy theory, but most of us in the demigod drama community know that Ecaflip demigods just... fake their deaths a lot. So there's a very big chance he's still out there. He's fucking out there.

And I want him to know, that I am sending psionic brain warriors to him. And to the king too.

THE ONLY reason this turned into a thing everyone knows is due to an anonymous leaker from within the palace. I fucking hate this kingdom.

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The city of good, btw

yet another reason i am a proud brakmarian despite not liking djaul LOL

🐙 podapoda-2-3 follow

WHAT????? HE HAD A WHAT ..

👾 pixiiiii-piratika follow

oh god what happened to my post.

🌛 quartziwindy follow

there are like, theories on who leaked it btw, considering a bunch of diplomats had access to the documents. Though I won't point any fingers towards anyone in the palace in particular. 👀

if it would keep him doing this, I could kiss that guy who did this, on the lips, I would. or like, give him a pizzlarva.

fr fr.

🌌 somethingquietplace

It's every Bontarian's civil duty to try and make the city a little bit better. I think these motivations are both unneeded and unwanted.

Though the pizzlarva bit is funny.

👾 pixiiiii-piratika follow

arent you that one guy with whos been here for like 20 years and got accused of being a part of the bontarian royalty and classfaking being an ecaflip.

did you do this tumblr user somethingquietplace. did you.

🌌 somethingquietplace

I'm running a combination OSU, photography, and fishing blog where I post poorly written poetry at 4AM.

Please stop with the "you're never beating the allegations" jokes.

#not osu

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[ms-unfortunate24]

Is that all you got? (Keegan P. Russ X Reader) Pt. 2

Prompt: Keegan isn’t very talkative nor is he known, he’s a ghost literally.. He has his eyes on someone specific that he’s sure doesn’t notice him but what if they do? (The reader is Kick’s partner)

Warnings: Slight Angst and cursing

Reader Inserts: Y/N= Your name, Y/L= Your last name, Y/CN= your code name, Y/H= your hair, Y/HC= your hair color, E/C= Eye color, H/S= Hair Style, N/N= Nickname.

This is shorter ikikkkkk but like school afn work are kicking me aroundddd. And I kind of forgot about this 😗

.“You got a lotta work Y/CN”. You couldn't help but smile at your old partner, then frown out of sadness. After the chat you've had with kick he left to do some errands as you decided to wander around the base. It was usually pretty tidy with the occasional bottles of beer lying around. You walked into the kitchen and slid over the island heading towards the fridge. There was a note, “Stop touching my salads - Merrick” you grinned at the thought of somebody sneaking into the fridge just to steal Merrick’s Salad every day. A tap on your shoulder sent shivers down your spine so you quickly turned to the intruder. “Sir- Russ?!” you stammered not realizing he was inches away from you. His eyes bore into yours, his figure slouched over to reach your face. “For fucks sake why are you so close?” you tried backing away but the issue was that the fridge was in the way. He backed away and silently nodded, keeping his eyes sharp on you. “Did you need something or did you creep up on me to slam an insult in my face again?” you questioned with sarcasm lacing each word that slipped spit of your mouth. His gaze soon turned into a glare within seconds as he reached over you to grab a bag of chips that were sitting on top of the fridge. “Soooo, you wear the balaclava all the time? What are you e-” before you could finish he started walking away, a slight frown painted your face but you chose to ignore it.

03:00 Wake up call

You lay comfortably in your bed, your breath was slow and steady. A hasty ring startled you from your slumber. You quickly grabbed the phone realizing that you didn't put your work phone and personal phone on silent. You checked to see who called you, expecting maybe Kick or Logan to be the ones who called because they're usually still up at this hour which was unhealthy. This was a new number, unknown at that. Deciding not to pick up you laid yourself back down, but it rang again, and again. Finally being fed up you grabbed the phone and answered “What?” you said in an obvious upset tone. “Dont talk to me like that, learn some fucking respect” you knew who this was by the way he hissed his words at you, but you decided to play dumb. “Who is this? And how did you get my number?” you questioned innocently, “Y/CN don't test me..” he said in an almost whisper. That whisper made you feel something and it felt good, “Oh Sergeant Russ.. is someone dying?” You questioned sounding not so amused with him. “People die everyday, every hour, every minute, and every second.. But I need you to come meet me at my office at 07:20 sharp we have a lot to discuss before Elias calls us in to chat. Do you understand?” His voice sounded heavy, “Sure thing,” “I'm only taking a ‘Yes sir or Yes Sergeant’ you got that?” his voice sent shivers around your body as it was both monotoned and raspy, a breathy exhale was released from the other line which made your body heat up. “Yes Sergeant..” you slowly replied trying to process what you'd heard. The other line died as you lifted the phone from your face and watched the screen of your phone say ‘Call Ended’. You tossed your phone across from where you were on the bed and laid yourself back down, sighing and closing your eyes.

07:20 Sgt’s office

You stared at his door when it barely turned 07:19 you decided to fix your uniform a bit and then knock. You heard some shuffling and a chair moving, then the door was opened. You walked into the room and closed the door behind yourself. Keegan took his seat at his desk, and after fixing his seating position he motioned you to have a seat in the chair directly across from his. You followed his silent command and sat across from him, waiting for him to speak. “Elias wants to send us on a separate mission from others, of course, we’ll be sent to Sin City and our Target is Alejandro Vasquez,” he said tossing the file of the new target, when you read the file to yourself you saw that he had a strict ass schedule and was almost always guarded. “Alright, so what's Elias going to want?” You said, gently closing the file and placing it back on Keegan’s desk. “I don't know, I was given an order and message so I delivered the order and message,” Keegan said, slightly lifting his mask to drink his coffee. For some reason, it felt wrong to look so you turned your head to the side facing the opposite direction. Once you heard the cup hit the desk and waited a few seconds you turned back to him, a soft knock was placed on his door as he shifted his eyes from you, your body, then to the door. “Come in.” his voice was confident, and as soon as the command was made the private walked in. “Captain Walker wants to see you both in his office now,” the private said nervously shuffling under both of your gazes, he slightly fixed his posture and it looked like he held his breath. “We'll see him right now, dismissed,” Keegan said waving off the new guy, the sound of the door closing shot your face back to Keegan. “All I'm going to say is I hope you don't get distracted easily Y/CN, or this is going to be a tough mission for you,” Keegan whispered almost into your ear, the way he said things were almost a little too pleasing to your ears. It's always the quiet ones, “I won't fail, and as soon as I'm done I'm going back to Kick.” you said standing up and turning towards the door, “What is he like your boyfriend?” Keegan asked, you couldn't help but break down laughing at Keegan. After fixing yourself back up you shook your head as if you wanted to shake the nonsense that he asked out. “No, I'm very much single. Why? are you jealous?” you smiled, Keegan stayed silent and then stood straight after a minute of thinking “dismissed Y/CN”

[akaakeis]

HEY HEY HEEEEYYYYYYY bokuto moment

HI SAV<33

first of all shut up and pretend I didn't see ur sideblog posts THE THING IS I LOVE LOVE LOVE SENDING ASKS BUT LIKE I DIDN'T KNOW IF ITD BE FREAKY TO SEND RANDOM ASS ASKS TO YOU EVEN THO I BLEAT IN UR DMS EVERY OTHER SECOND

N E WAYS HIIII im having lunch rn !! IT RAINED SO BAD SO ITS LIKE 5PM AND IM STILL IN MY UNIFORM AND STUFF i had like.. stuff planned on my schedule and stuff :cccccc

dude the way i do NAWT feel like writing at all but also im dying to get yns pov in the first chapter like PICK A FUCKING SIDE OMFG literally had to pause writing this to think

TODAY I CORRECTED THE ENGLISH TEACHERS GRAMMAR IT WAS SO FUNNY LIKE I WAS WRITING AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS HUGE ASS WHITEBOARD SO I WAS KNEELING ON THE GROUND AND SHE GOES TO CORRECT SOMEONE'S (ALREADY CORRECT) GRAMMAR AND I LOOK UP TO HER LIKE UH NO THAT'S RIGHT ACTUALLY AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN QUESTION IT JUST TOOK IT LIKE A CHAMP??? LIKE GIRL WHEN EVEN U KNOW UR WRONG????

THE SENTENCE WAS monica went to her grandmother's house for summer vacation AND SHE MADE IT WEIRDER SOUNDING "during vacation" LIKE GIRL NO??????????? sorry for ranting god im such a hater

AND LIKE THESE FUCKASS TEACHERS WONT SEE MY TEXTS (i love them) BUT THE EXACT SECOND I PULL UP TO THEM AT SCHOOL IM GETTING MY CHEEKS TUGGED AT LIKE "oh em gee alina u did such a great job we r sooo proud of u" DIE. AND IM SO SCARED CUZ IM NOT STUDYING PROPERLY OR ENOUGH I THINK AND MY SCHEDULE IS SO FREAKY AND WEIRD AND THE !! RAIN !! EW 🤮🤢🤮🤢 not that i hate the rain, it just conveniently happens NOT when im at home ready to go to school, but rather otw to school or otw home so i'm just late everywhere. also MY WATER BOTTLE DISAPPEARED?? AND THERES A GIRL W THIEVING TENDENCIES IN CLASS LIKE IM NOT POINTING FINGERS BUT BUT BUUUUUUUT um. ANWYAYS I SAW A SUBMERGED MOTORCYCLE AND ALSO MY CHEM TEACHER TAKING PICS OF THE FLOOD LIKE WTF HE WANT THEM FOR "look wife im not cheating im actually trapped in school"

dude.. biceps r so..... like... kuroo... IM LOWK A KUROO ENTHUSIAST HE IS SO YUMMY LIKE U JUST KNOW HED LET U BITE IT (my intrusive thoughts r like. if he existed irl. nom nom time) NOT EVEN IN A SEXUAL WAY BTW I JUST NEED A CHOMP

ANYWAYS I FOUND OUT LIKE RN THAT I GOT 77/90 IN PAPER 1 AND 95/110 IN PAPER 2 OF BANGLA AND I ONLY GOT AN A* BECAUSE OF THE THRESHOLD (171) LIKE WHAAAT. (I GOT 172)

ITS 5:18PM RN AND IM GNA TAKE THE FASTEST FUCKING SHOWER OF MY ENTIRE LIKE CUZ MY HAIR GREASY ASF AND ITS SO EW AND THEN ILL DO CHEM NOTES HASHTAG STUDYING TRUST ME ! ! !

ANYWAYS last anyways of the day HRU MY BABY POOKIE PIE DARLING SWEETHEART POPEYES MUFFIN CUPCAKE HONEYPIE POPSICLE POOKIEBRO HOW WAS UR SLEEP HOW WAS UR YESTERDAY HOW IS UR LIFE WHATS GOING ON AND ALSO ALSO ALSO i forget give me a sec um erm ueueue OH I GOT IT I ABSOLUTELY ADORE U FOR READING ALL OF THE THINGS I SEND U LIKE!!!!! SHIRRJSKSKSOKSKS ILY okbye!!

HEY LINA!!

yeah im gonna act like u didnt see that sideblog post bc i SAID i wasnt trying to hint at anyone... AND NO THATS NOT FREAKY?? idk man i send in asks to ness like every day bc i think its fun to talk that way!! paragraph asks are genuinely so fun to receive!! ALSO USING THE WORD BLEAT IS CRAZY YOU R NOT BLEATING IN MY DMS

omg i hope you had a good lunch!! im answering this like an hour later so i assume u already finished? idk its weird that we're 12 hrs apart 😭 AND NOOO THATS AWFUL :(( sorry to hear that love :( hopefully the rain didn't flood any area and you and your fam are all good!!

HELP THATS SUCH A REAL FEELING i was battling with that yesterday so bad omf... i feel like sometimes we can attach somewhat negative connotations w writing bc sometimes it can feel like a chore? so sometimes it's a struggle to get up and decide to write? maybe thats js me but like yeah 😓 BUT GENUINELY SO EXCITED FOR YOUR APOCALYPSE AU!! ITS BEEN AMAZING SO FAR!! AND ANYTHING IVE READ FOR IT MAKES ME WANT TO LET OUT AUDIBLE SOBS ‼️ that sounds negative but i feel like you get why i want to LIKE GOOD GRIEF anyway write whenever you feel like it!! dont force it <3

THERES NO WAY??? PLEASE THATS SO FUNNY TO ME 😭 I LOVE THAT SHE DIDNT EVEN QUESTION IT OMG? YOU PROBABLY SPEAK MUCH MORE FLUENTLY THAN HER ANYWAY LMAOAOAO BUT PROUD OF YOU!!

okay like maybe im stupid but i feel like both of those sentences make sense? like "monica went to her grandmother's house for summer vacation" makes sense but so does "monica went to her grandmother's house during vacation" it's just that it doesn't specify whether it's during summer vacation so it can sound awkward ig?? idk man ive been stuck reading old english for the last couple of days bc of the hobbit (I DESPISE THAT BOOK IT CAN GO DIE) sigh

HELP?? I MEAN IM SO HAPPY YOURE GETTING GOOD GRADES THO!! AS LONG AS YOURE ABLE TO STUDY JUST ENOUGH SO THAT YOURE CONFIDENT IN THE TOPIC THEN I THINK YOURE GOOD HONESTLY 😨 and the rain sounds like its out to get u thats wild??? PLEASE im not pointing my finger at anyone... im just agreeing here... there's a chance 😭 having classmates with tendencies to steal is such a pain in the ass tho i hope you're able to retrieve your water bottle!! AND HELP I LOVE THE WAY YOU DUBBED THAT "im not cheating im actually stuck in school" had me giggling sm

HELLO? BITING KUROO'S BICEP IS INSANE (but lowkey i would too VERY LOWKEY because i feel like im not super attracted to big biceps and stuff idk?? but just a little chomp 😋😋)

WHATATATAT AT LEAST YOU GOT A* THOUGH ‼️ GOOD JOB!!!

AAA ENJOY YOUR SHOWER! I HOPE IT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER!! AND YES WE LOVE A RESPONSIBLE STUDIOUS GIRL 😋

AND IM ACTUALLY DOING GOOD MY POOKIE WOOKIE SUGAR PLUM COOKIE BROWNIE PUMPKIN PIE HONEY LOML (i laughed an obscene amount while writing that)!! TODAY IM GONNA BE SUPER BUSY.. I HAVE SPEECH AND DEBATE AFTER MY SCHOOL DAY IS OVER AND THEN I HAVE VOLLEYBALL PRACTICE UNTIL... 7 PM???? I THINK???? GOD. AND I SLEPT SUPER DUPER WELL I WOKE UP RLY COZY IN MY BED AND IM STILL HUDDLED UP IN HERE LMAOAOAO 😭 YESTERDAY WAS GOOD!! I DIDNT HAVE ANYTHING I NEEDED TO DO SO I GOT TO CHILL AT HOME AND LISTEN TO MUSIC AND LITTLE PODCASTS (i listen to the bit my tongue podcast by nailea devora SOOO MUCH) AND AWHAGSHHA LINA!! I ADORE EVERYTHING YOU WRITE AND ANYTHING YOU SEND TO ME!! ILL ALWAYS MAKE TIME TO READ SOMETHING YOU SEND ME!! ILY!! <3

[katiascraft]

[ when you're gone ]

e!van peters x female reader (y/n)

Plot: Evan's response to y/n's letter that she left on his scripts when she flew back home. Evan's perspective.

Warnings: nonproof read. This is pure fluff.

Listen while reading: what falling in love feels like.

Note: heyyyy I report myself happy as ever because I saw harry live last night 😭 and I hope you like this! I did one similar from y/n's perspective and you can find it here. Enjoy!

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i was going through some work papers stuff on my kitchen table. Y/n left to go home two days ago. She lives in new york city and i live in Los Angels while i'm working. And that's exactly what I'm doing right now.

It was late at night. Around 2:32 am to be exact. My insomnia got worse so I decided to entertain myself reading some lines and trying to improve my character. Going through the papers I stumble upon an envelope. It was green. Like green apple green. I new immediately that it was from y/n. It's her favorite color. I smiled like stupid. It's been only two days and I already miss her like crazy. Sometimes my chest aches and I start crying. I didn't know I was so into this connection we have until I was crying at her door, desesperated because I missed her like crazy that August of 2021.

I took the envelope and realized it was a letter. I almost cried when I opened it and saw her beautiful handwritting. The paper had her perfume. My favorite smell.

Yeah, I know. I'm way over heels for her. And I love it.

I started reading it. I forgot about everything else I was doing. And I just felt my heat bomb so much blood. It started racing. She always have this effect on me.

Her words. So sweet. So exact. I could feel her talking these to me right here right now. I just needed to write her back. I felt like I had to because I was already crying. I love her so much I don't even know how to explain it. Don't know how to put it into words. I don't even know how to express it. But I'll do my best to tell her every single little detail of the love I have for her while I can.

Dear y/nickname,

I can't believe how talented you are with words. That's one of the things I love about you. The way you say things, so yours, so sweet and exact.

You know I'm no good with words but I'll try my best like always do. Because for you I'll do the craziest of things.

I'll start by saying I'm so grateful for you. Your presence and your company. The way you support me even when I commit mistakes all the time. The way you understand. The way you get what I mean even before I know it. And that's the most precious thing about our connection. Sometimes I feel like we can read each other's minds and it is unexplainable.

And the fact I can help you with your mental health... That makes me so happy. All I want for you is to be loved the way you love people. You're so gentle. So open and empathetic. Your heart is bigger than the tallest building in the world. I've never met someone like you in my life. So pure in so many ways. It doesn't matter you believe you are broken. To me you are just perfect. I wouldn't love you more if you were different.

I want you to embrace that. That is your beauty and one of the main reasons I fell in love with you. You are so you, so yours without even realizing it. I admire you baby. So much. I really wanna hug you right now.

You are so important to me. I hate distance. I hate our worlds sometimes can not collide even when we want to. I know life and love aren't supposed to be easy but I would love to be with you right now. You sliding your fingers through my hair while we hug tightly like every night. Those simple moments are my favorites.

Don't lose your light baby. In two weeks I'll be home for Christmas and everything will be as perfect as we planned. I promise that. And we both hate promises but with you I kind of started understanding why people make promises. It just makes sense. Because I wanna make you the happiest human being in the world.

I don't know when this letter is gonna get to you. I've never sent a letter to anyone before. But I hope it gets before I get home.

I love you y/n. With my whole heart. With my whole psychic just like you always say.

See you soon baby.

- Evan

When I finished writing I didn't read it again. I just wanted it to be organic. Everything that went through my head and heart is there.

She is the love of my life. And all of these details she has with me always get me.

Tomorrow I'll deliver it to the post office. Now, I'm going to call her. I need to hear her voice.

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Hope you all enjoyed it! Have a wonderful day people <3

[ijustwantogohomehogwarts]

i | s a id | i m | f i n e

i | s a i d | i m | f i n e

Sirius says he's fine, but showed up to the Potters on Christmas Eve barely alive. Something about that doesn't seem "fine" to anyone! After locking himself in his room for 3 days, y/n takes matters into her own hands.

warnings and such: mentions of abuse, sleep deprivation, angst, swearing, sad! and scared! Sirius

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James Potter was a rather loud person, the life of the party, he could light up a room just by walking in, he was sunshine on a cloudy day- all the clichés that make him a lovable person- but his inability to whisper at 2 am? He might not make it to breakfast alive!

"Padfoot, come on! Open the door, please!"

"James!" I hissed through gritted teeth, poking my head out of my own bedroom door at the end of the hallway. "If you wake me up one more night this week-"

"Y/n, he's obviously not fine! He just needs to talk to someone! I know if he just-"

"Don't you dare say anything about him opening that door!"

James opened and closed his mouth a few times, clearly trying to decide whether or not it was worth arguing with me about it. He finally groaned in defeat, running a hand through his already unkempt hair.

"Will you try? Sirius loves you, maybe he'll listen to you?"

"Prongs, he loves you too, but he needs space. And time. And sleep!"

James laughed nervously, avoiding eye contact with me for a moment.

"Please?"

I sighed, reserved to loose sleep for the rest of my life if I didn't try to talk to Sirius. I nodded, but told James he had to go back to bed. He went, reluctantly.

You should have just gone back to sleep Y/N, honestly. How you manage to get yourself into every possible situation-

*knock* *knock*

"Alohamora," I whispered, hearing the lock click before pushing open the door, closing it quickly behind me. Obviously James hadn't tried that yet!

"Prongs, for fucks sake, I told you I'm f-" Sirius spun around, ready to rip my throat out of I really had been James. "Oh, hello!"

I held my hands up in defense

"Where's James?"

"He went to the bathroom," i lied, though it seemed innocent enough, "I'm hiding in here before he comes to bother me next!"

"Y/n, I've told you guys i'm fine! I don't need a damn babysitter! You can leave!"

"Yeah, I know you're fine. You've told us about 100 times..."

"Yes! Thank you! Now will you please go tell James that before he-" I could feel Sirius watching me as I walked further into the room, pulling back the covers on bed and crawling in.

"No, no. Go tell James."

"I'll tell him in the morning, Pads, I promise, but please don't make me leave! He's been keeping me up allllll night and i'm so tired!" That one wasn't a lie.

Sirius groaned and grumbled, looking at me with a heavy sign before throwing his own hands up in surrender.

"I hate all of you. And you're in my spot."

I rolled my eyes, but much to my dismay he was literally trying to 'shoo' me out of the spot in bed.

I laid on my back, arms stretched out to the side, trying to make myself comfortable. I had my eyes closed and didn't see Sirius crawling in to bed beside me, though I felt him move around quite excessively. He kept kicking my shin and I was just about to yell at him when-

The groan was caught in my throat, squeezing it's way out under the weight pressing down on top of me. My eyes snapped open and I was met with a mess of soft black hair, Sirius' arms wrapping around me as he tried to make himself comfortable. He finally settled with a 'huff'

I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help smiling to myself. I hugged him back, playing with the ends of his hair and decided that if this is what he needed, i'd be happy to give it to him. I must admit, this was nice.

"I told you guys, I'll fine." he repeated

"I know."

Sirius lay still and quiet for quite some time, his breathing got heavier and my own eyes began to succumb to the promise of sleep until-

"Y/n?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm not fine," Sirius croaked out, his grip on me becoming impossibly tight as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

I suppressed a gasp as I tried to comfort him, still a bit shocked and unable to move. One hand cradled his head, the other rubbed up and down his back, trying to still his breathing. I soon felt warm tears littering my skin, and could have sworn a felt my own heart break.

"I got you, love, it's okay." I kissed the top of his head

"I hate her!" he sobbed

I knew he was talking about Walburga. I had only met her once and even I hated her! I hadn't met anyone who had a single decent thing to say about her. Any mother who would do what she did to her sons deserved to meet dementors, face to face.

"I'm sorry.."

"It's all my fault" he sobbed

"Sirius, nothing is your fault!"

"I should have stayed,"

"You would have died-"

"What if she kills him?!"

Regulus.

"Look at me,"

I shoved Sirius off of me just enough to slide down the bed, laying face to face with him. His arms immediately wound around me again, gripping tightly to the back of my t shirt. I held his head in both hands, tipping his chin up to look at me, and carefully wiped the tears from his cheeks. I kissed his forehead, his nose, and the cheek that wasn't pressed to the pillow. He sighed, and I wiped more tears from his face.

"Sirius, listen to me." His eyes were closed as he tried to steady his breathing but he nodded, acknowledging me as I spoke.

"You've spent your entire life protecting everyone else, including your brother. Not once have you expected anything in return. You're the most selfless person I've ever met! You left that house because you had no choice. If you stayed, you would have died. Then what?!"

"What if she kills him because I'm not there?" he began to cry again, and I resumed kissing his face.

"Do you know that James would do anything for you? That Moony would do anything for you? That Peter would do anything for us? That I would do anything for any of you?"

"What's the point?"

"Do you trust us?"

"What-"

"Yes? or No?"

"Yes.."

"Sirius, if your brother wants out of that house, if he needs to get out of that house- we will get him out. No questions asked. We would do it for you. For both of you. THAT is what family is for."

He was quiet for a minute, as if thinking this over

"Will you check on him?"

"Everyday!"

"Promise?" he sniffled, holding a bony pinky finger in front of my face.

"I promise."

This seemed to satisfy Sirius. I intended to make good on that promise, and check on Regulus everyday at school. He and I had been getting alone well and becoming closer, but I don't think Sirius understood to what extent that was.

Either way, I knew with full confidence that Regulus Black was not going to die at the hands of his mother.

Sirius and I stayed quiet for a while, the feeling of sleep crept up on me again, an overwhelming wave of exhaustion spilling into my body-

*knock* *knock*

"Y/n? Sirius?"

"James, I'm going to chop off your fingers."

"Woah, woah! Why so hostile y/n/n?"

"Moony?!"

"We just wanted to check on you guys, but at the risk of dying or loosing extremities, we can chat in the morning!"

The boys back out slowly, laughing as they did, and closed the door behind themselves.

"Fine." I groaned, sinking lower in the bed, pulling the covers high over my head, resting with a thud on Sirius' stomach.

"Oi, you alright?"

"I said I'm fine!" That came out a bit harsher than I intended, but it was an excellent impression of Sirius from earlier in the night!

Sirius stilled for a moment before he began to laugh. I couldn't help but join in.

After all, he really was fine!

[slasherbish]

Woods Part 2 (Jesse Cromeans x reader)

You groaned loudly and ran to the cliff edge. You grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up. You weren’t strong enough though. In his other hand was his mask. In the chaos of falling it had fallen off. You took notice of his face, It looked like he had been through hell. “Give me the mask!” You yelled at him. He shook his head. “Give it now or you’re going to fall and die.” Finally he handed it to you. In that moment (Y/n) threw it behind her safely on solid ground. She could finally grab his other hand and somehow found the strength to pull the massive man up. The two fell backwards, for a moment they laid there breathing heavily. Jesse was on top of (y/n), it took a few moments for the two to realize the position they were in. Once they realized, (y/n) pushed Jesse off and got up. She brushed herself off and looked over to find the man trying to find something. “It’s over by that tree” You said pointing to the mask that had landed at the base of a large tree. Chromeskull picked it up and tried to put it back on but it wasn’t sticking very well. He grunted in annoyance and faced away from you. 

“I’ve already seen your face. It’s okay.” You could tell he was uncomfortable with his looks and maybe even hated it. “I think you look good actually.” At this he rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. “Don’t lie to me piggy” the phone said. Now you were a little annoyed, you crossed your arms and stood in front of him. “I wasn’t lying. You are handsome and if you say you’re not one more time I’ll slap you.” You said sternly. He was taken aback, he was sure that he was hideous. Maybe this woman is just crazy, He thought. 

“Can you call for help on that phone?” (y/n) asked. He shook his head. “No Signal, since someone decided to run so deep into a forest.” The phone replied. “My fault? I think not. Someone decided to kidnap me and then put me in the woods to run for my life.” you retorted. He only shrugged in response. “So we are stuck out here with no way back to civilization?” You asked. “My company will come searching for me when I don’t check in tonight.” The phone said. “Until then we need to find water and shelter. It’s starting to look like rain.” You said as you walked off further into the woods. He followed, curious as to what you had planned.  

Soon you had started to make a simple shelter and oddly enough he helped. The silence was awkward as you two made a shelter just big enough for the two of you to sit in. Not long after that it began to rain. “Sooo Do you have a partner?” You asked not wanting to sit in silence anymore. “Used to” said the phone. “Oof divorce is tough my guy.” You replied. “She died” the phone replied for him. Now you felt bad. “Oh I’m sorry. I uh didn’t know.” You said sadly. The silence that followed was so much worse than it had been earlier. The two of you sat there watching the rain fall. You couldn’t stop thinking about how stupid it was to ask about his loved ones. Then a thought popped into your head and you blurted it out before you could stop yourself. 

“Why aren’t you trying to kill me now… It would be so easy to do that now.” you asked. He took a moment to think before typing in his answer “You saved my life and might need you for food.” Your (e/c) eyes widened “Hold up you are not eating me. I wouldn’t taste good anyway.” He raised a non-existent eyebrow at your outburst. “I’m not a cannibal” is all the phone said. 

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