#the SQUEEL I made when I heard the news

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Rey'eng (The Balance of Life)

《The chorus of Eywa》

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Summary : when you wake up in a strange place without any memories and only being able to hear, will you be able to remember who you are, what happened to you and why?

Masterlist~

You felt like you were floating. You tried to open your eyes but found you couldnt. You tried to move your hand to wipe at your eyes but found you could not move even an inch of your body.

Where were you? What was happening? Who were you? What was the last thing you remembered?

Before you could start to panic you heard muffled voices.

"When will she be ready?" A male voice asked sounding impatient

"She should be ready any day now sir" a female voice responded

They sounded far away but they were still audible. It was muffled by what made it sound as if they were talking while in water, or mabey that was what you were in. They must have been in the same room as you from what you could deduce. Although, you didnt know if that was a good thing or not. You didnt recognise these voices and they didnt sound too friendly either.

The man scoffed and they continued their conversation which faded away from you gradually. That was the last thing you remembered before you fell back into unconciousness.

The next time you woke up there was a high pitched ringing in your ears. You didnt feel like you were floating anymore and a hard flat surface was what you felt you were lying down on. Your voice wouldnt come out either and your throat felt scratchy and dry. You felt like you hadnt had a sip of water in months.

What if you needed to call for help and you couldnt? Was their even anyone here who would help you?

You werent so sure.

You heard what sounded like two sets of footsteps walk up to and come to a stop beside you. They had been loudly chatting the whole way and continued sounding more enthusiastic now that they were nearer to you.

They sounded alot younger than the other voices you had heard before, of the man and woman. These voices were more energetic and excited, like they were on some sort of field trip.

"If this works it will be another huge step for humanity" one of them, a female, said with a squeel.

You could feel them both looking down at you. Even if you could have moved in that moment you wouldnt have. Theyre gazes felt off somehow. You could not seen their expressions but you felt like an experiment that was being showcased.

"If this works we might finally be able to beat that traitor Jake sully" the other, a male, said back to her.

They both laughed as they left.

'Jake Sully' you thought 'That name sounds familiar. But where do i know it from?'

Thats when the fragmented pieces of your memeories came flooding back to you in an instant.

~~~

You had been learning to settle into your new role in the metkayina clan.

It had been difficult at first but now you and your siblings had learned their ways and had acomplished not being burdens to them earning your places among them. It had been a hard change from your old home. You missed the trees and the forest, you missed alot of things. The bioluminecent foliage and hearing the buzz of the wildlife at night that inhabited the forest while you lay in your hammock to sleep.

Most of all you missed your clan members. You had to leave them all behind, your friends and even your grandmother as she was the former tsahik of your clan. You missed her alot. You missed sitting down as a kid and listening to her teachings of diffrent kinds of healing remedies with your older sister Kiri. Kiri was only a year older than you but she had a much better natural talent than you when it came to many things, including healing.

You did not covet those things that she had though. You had never taken much of an intrest in healing like she had nor an interest in hunting like your older brothers. You had flown here on your dads ikran with him, as you had not even gone through the right of passage as a young hunter to obtain your own ikran before you had to leave your home. When your mother had noticed your lack of a decision about what you wanted to do in the clan in the future she, in her worry, had decided to put it off for as long as possible.

However, you doubted she had thought that by putting it off it would end up meaning you would never be able to learn even if you wanted to with having to leave your clan and their ways behind. You wondered if she regretted not pushing you to do so even with your unease about it. Your dad had agreed with your mother not to push you on the matter, albet somewhat reluctantly due to the fact that he deemed it a necessity wheather you wanted to become a hunter or not.

He thought you should get it over with as soon as you could, as long as you felt comfortable with it, so that even if you chose to become a healer like kiri or anything else, you would have your ikran to help you along the way. Of course you were never pushed on the matter nor were you told any of this.

The trees told you.

Why people relied so much on their eyes you would never know. Why did they focus on what they could see, on what was right in front of them when you could get so much more from all your other senses. You had always thought of your eyes as your weakest point. If you got distracted by what was in front of them you could loose sight of the bigger picture.

Your senses were hightened ever since you were a child. You didnt figure this out for a long time of course. You thought you were no diffrent from everyone else. But the things they did, the things the people of your clan found intrest in never had the same weight for you. You did not aspire to be a hunter or a healer. You did not know what you wanted to be or do but those words left a sour taste in your mouth when you thought of being either one in the future.

The only thing that you seemed to have a shared intrest in with your clan was music. Songs and melodies. Your mother would always sing to you as a child. She sang you all to sleep with lullabies as children when you all slept in the same hammock as a family. When you closed your eyes you could see the colors of the sounds that were created by the flow of the music carried within her voice. Of the melodies that were played and of the tunes that were sung by the people of your clan.

That was your thing.

Music was something you shared with your mother even as you stopped being a child and grew up. That was the one thing you never grew out of. Neytiri continued to sing songs for you whenever you asked it of her. Lo'ak used to tease you about it sometimes being the annoying older brother he is. He would question you about it asking things like if you were still a baby that you needed to be sung lullabies at night and other questions along those lines.

That was until Jake had told him to knock it off which made him abruptly stop and he hadnt done it since. That was a while ago though, you were both alot younger back then, you were still children. It wasnt something to be held against him even if it had made you feel embarrased at the time. For a while after you had decided that you no longer needed your mothers songs.

That if you were going to be teased about it being childish than you could do without it. That didnt last long of course and soon you were back to your same old routine. The trees had told you that time that your mother had been sad when you stopped listening to her songs, that was part of the reason you gave up on your pride so quickly.

You decided that you didnt care what others thought when it came to anything with you and music. It was too important to give up and if you staying away from it was also going to make your mother upset than the negatives heavily outweighed the positives. Not that there were any positives except for feeling less embarrased in that short amount of time that you had been.

You missed them as well. The trees. There werent really any around where the Metkayina clan resided on a bay. So you handnt felt them in a while, instead now you grew a connection to the big sculptures of coral that were under the water. They were like the trees of the water.

Mabey your hightened senses and connection to these two specific things was eywas doing. The possibility had entered your mind and left again more times than you could count. There was a reason that made you think otherwise though.

That reason was Kiri.

Unlike her you could not feel a connection to everything in the forest where you grew up. Only the trees. Here you could not feel everything in the water. Only the coral. You could not feel or hear eywas heartbeat either like she could.

You were so unsure that this had come from eywa because oppositly Kiri was so very sure about what she was talking about. She knew her connection to eywa was stronger than others.

Sometimes you would stay awake at night worrying that you would never find out more about why you felt more connected to the trees and the coral than other things and why even at all. Though if Neytiri ever noticed you awake she could easily sooth you into a deep sleep with only a single song. That was all it took.

The trees would do the same if ever she didnt notice. The trees did not speak to you per say. You could hear them very well, but speak?

They did no such thing.

You heard their chorus often enough. How theyre songs played out and how they were directed for only you to hear. For your ears alone.

Of course the trees didnt play music. They had no such power. You were sure that if they did you would have heard about it from all the other members of your clan while growing up.

You remembered a time before you understood that the melodies you heard were not audible to others. You had tried to talk to the other children of your clan about it but only recieved odd looks in return. You had decided then not to mention it to anyone else. Mabey it was a secret ment to be kept to only yourself. Mabey the trees only liked to share their songs with you for whatever reason.

Theyre melodies with their hidden meanings and messages continued to play for you as you grew up. But they had faded away when you had moved to the Metkayina clan where the trees were scarce and few in number. Instead you started to here new songs. Quite like the old ones but different all the same.

From the coral instead of the trees.

They helped to guide you along in your new journey as part of the Metkayina clan. They knew how you were scared and struggling. They felt your emotions played out in song as you did theirs. With their guidance you were able to learn faster than you probably would have other wise, without their help.

But soon the new songs that the coral played turned to a faster more abrupt tempo. A marching pace like soilders getting ready to wage a war. And wage a war they did.

The humans did.

You heard how the coral was angry, how it cried over the needless deaths of its brethren. Of the tulkan and her child.

The tulkan mother who was the composer of songs and the spirt sister of the metkayina clans tsahik who interpreted Eywas will.

How it writhed in pain when it was shot at or bombed by the ships the humans steared and weilded.

How it shouted at you to help the other tulkan, the ones that had bombs placed on them by the humans.

It pierced your ears with its wailing for the cruelty to end and for peace to reign once again over the land and sea of Pandora.

It guided and helped you when you fought along side your family to do just that. When you helped your older brother to release Lo'ak, Tseraya and Tuk after they had been captured. And when you set off to rescue your sisters who had been captured a while after.

It helped you have more courage that you ever knew you had before. You coukdnt find a place in the world, in the situation you had been born into but one thing you could do was protect your family.

So when you and Neteyam finished untying tsereya, tuk and lo'ak from their bonds and neteyam told you to go with and look after tsereya and tuk while he and lo'ak went to help spider you did just that. Only when you saw your older sister being captured, like your younger sister, you could not stay still.

Of course you tried telling tuk to stay with tsereya wuile you went to kiris aid but you were only met with a very determined 'Sullys stick together' before she swam off in the direction of the boat kiri had been taken to.

Without much luck you had not gotten onto the boat without your being seen. Tsereya had been thrown back into the water when trying to help you both although you thought this was for the best since she was a clever girl and you knew she would swim away to try and get help rather than risking her life when she knew she couldnt do much in the sistuation you were all in.

You were banking on her getting help but you knew you had to protect your sisters no matter what. They were your first and only priority right now.

You and took had been tied next to kiri on the hand rail of the boat. After the avatar who captured you left you brought your sharp teeth down onto the binds that were holding your hands and tore them roughly off.

You did the same thing with tuk and then proceeded to kneel down to be level with her, touching her forehead to yours.

"Its alright to be scared i am too" you said to her truthfully "but i need you to promise me something"

You pulled back and looked her in the eyes to make sure she understood the weight of your next words.

"Promise me that you will be brave"

Tuk hesitated for a moment while taking in your words before she slowly nodded. "I promise"

"Good girl" you said smiling as you patted the top of her head in a conforting gesture.

Then in one swift motion you picked her up from the ground and threw her over the rails of the deck and into the water below.

You had been waiting for a distraction and your brothers had seemed to have caused the perfect one that you were looking for. Having the enemies distracted ment that you could get your sisters to saftey without them interfearing. You assumed that neteyam and lo'ak had been found out in their attempt to rescue spider.

Shots were fired and rang out in the air, explosions went off and fires started to burn on the ship.

You untied kiri and she dived in after tuk.

Earlier you had been worried to as if you could get them into the water in the first place. But now you just had to give them enough time to swim to safety by using yourself as bait that way they could find their way back to your parents themselves.

Of couse you had no doubt kiri would have had you take tuk back instead of her while she distracted them instead the only way you could think of avoiding that was to become bait before kiri noticed you hadnt jumped into the water after her.

You knew she wouldnt be dumb enough to expose herself after that when she had to make sure tuk was kept safe and returned to your parents.

You started to make your way over to the other side of the ship without being noticed first so that you could get far enough away from them.

Youre theory about your brothers was proven when you saw the three of them run past a little ways away from where you were hiding. You were about to run to their side to join them when you saw they were being chased and shot at in their attempted escape.

You felt helpless in that moment and didnt know what to do. You couldnt help your brothers get away like you had done for your sisters. They had guns and you werent armed.

Then again i suppose why couldnt you?

No sane person includes their death as part of a plan but you had never been that normal to begin with.

I mean trees singing, you must have been at least somewhat crazy. Thats why you never had that much regard when it came to your own life over others.

With that in mind you saw your brothers finally escape into the water and away on their ilu's. You felt momentary joy and triump before you felt dread. It was like the calm before the storm.

This was good your siblings were all away from the boat and safe and now tou were the only one left on the boat.

Just you.

Only you.

Without the older siblings who always helped you.

This was it you knew in thatvmoment that you truly were completely helpless.

If you truly wanted to stop them from going after your family you knew you would not walk away afterwards with your life.

You were now staring death straight in the face.

But the songs that had been quite started up again and they soothed you.

The songs that you had heard from the first moments in this world, the moment of your birth would now be with you in your final moments as well and that though comforted you more than it probably should have.

Thats why you started to realise that right then when you felt the most alone. On an enemy boat without your parents or any of your siblings, any friends or clan members you still were not alone.

She was with you now.

The Great Mother.

Eywa.

She would guide you.

And you decided then that if she guided you to your death than so be it.

~~~

Screams were head in the distance.

Tears fell and hearts broke.

The light faded from his eyes and the color drained from his face.

He was dead.

Shot dead by the demon who reaked havoc unto us.

But she wouldnt let that happen.

No she wouldnt.

This was her brother. Her family. Her friend.

Kiri would not let him be stolen from them when he had barley lived yet.

She would do everything in her power, everything in Eywas power, that it took to keep that from happening.

And that she did.

She didnt know how but one moment shes having them all lift him into the water and then the next hes glowing.

And shes glowing.

And then her head starts getting fuzzy but she doesnt care because the color is returning to his face.

Her nose starts to bleed but she only laughs because he has opened his eyes.

And finally she passes out before she wakes up to see him with a fresh healed scar in the place where he was shot and his arms outstreached in a welcoming hug.

Kiri does the same as she hears her mothers relieved weeping before they have all piled ontop of the two embracing in a big family hug. A hug like they used to have in their little hammock back in the forest when they were all so young. Kiri, neteyam, neytiri, jake, lo'ak, tuk and even spider too.

A thought occured to the two at the center.

It truly was 'a welcome back from the dead' kiri and neteyam thought.

While the last and at this moment probably the least member of the family bled out on the deck of the sinking ship.

~~~

Yes! You had done it!

You sank the ship along with any of the demons who were left alive on it.

Your family would be safe now.

Do you perhaps know how long it takes for someone to bleed out?

Five minutes.

Thats all it takes.

And just like that your gone.

Thats how eywa worked.

She did not revive the dead.

She had to keep the balance of life.

She did not choose who to take to the afterlife.

She could only guide those departed souls to their second.

And since Neteyams soul had been stripped from her grasp by Kiri before she could guide it far enough away therefore loosing her grasp on it, she would not be able to get it back.

This ment she had to take another soul in its place and she could not choose who herself. She was only able to influence the acts of the world, the nature, around the souls she guided into these lifes in the first place, upon all of their births.

She thought of the only act of mercy that she could show. The act of mercy that would be so desperatly called upon her in the event of any soul that was taken.

She couldnt not take a diffrent soul now, it was far too late for that.

It might seem funny to play at being a god to many but thats all good and well until you have to choose who dies first.

And so with the loophole that she found she guided your soul to its second life.

Frankly it was a coincidence that presented itself before her that seemed too perfect not to use.

This was the only way she could trade a soul for another without concicquence. Even if it played a part in the furthering of the fast paced development of humanity it was worth it as you played too big of a role in the future for you to die now.

With the transition of a soul entering a new life ones memories of their past life usually seem to be gone completely but this wasnt true at all.

They were still there, buried in your subconcious. Even though very few ever remembered and when they did it was usually only fragmented pieces, they were still all there you just had to fit them together again like a jigsaw puzzle.

And if it was you.

Yes. If it was you, you could surely do it.

Lying on that table in a new body, a new human body, where your memories of all that had happened returned to you. You began to gain feeling in your limbs, you could wiggle your toes and feel the lack of something where your tail had once been.

You opened your eyes and turned your head to the side where you were faced with a mirror. You didnt look like you used to, you did not look like a na'vi now but you did not look entirely human either.

Just like how the avatars of the humans still inherited some of their human features the same could be said for your transition from na'vi to human.

You looked human yes but if you looked closer or just stared for a little too long you could make out the points on the tips of your ears. The sharpness to your features including your jawline and the tips of her fingers.

But the thing that stood out the most was your bright yellow-amber eyes that you had inherited from your parents. An indicator of who you used to be, who you became and who you now are.

Your second life. Your purpose. With one look after your memories returned it became clear.

Y/n Sully's life had ended but yours was just beginning.

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•If you dont get what happened basically eywa helped to kill y/n (by comforting her with her songs making her feel fine with heading into a battle she knew she was gonna die from) because eywa knew the humans made another body that she could transfer to that would be strong enough to remember her first life

(like jake transferring from his human body to his avatar body using the tree of souls)

since they were both people who were chosen by eywa - u know the whole scene where her seeds cling to jake and with y/n being able to hear her from birth eywa wanted to just basically cheat having her reborn (where she probably would never remember her first life) and just transfered her conciousness instead so that was she would remember her past life but it was still sort of her second life like how jake became one of the people because technically being jn his avatar body was his second life

•The humans had been trying for a while with the transfer of na'vi to human body and grew one for y/n using blood they got from her when she got hurt - payed special attention to trying to get blood from jakes kids cuz well they were trying to kill them the whole movie

•Its fine if u dont get it, i confuse myself sometimes too

[transformers-platonic]

Can you make a story where tfp Ultra Magnus had a mental breakdown because of his PTSD from the war and Optimus just there to comfort him as a older brother figure? Thank you.

-Sorry for the slow reply, I did like the request. This is a lot more serious than what I normally write so I apologize if this isn’t my best work. For any readers who would be triggered by mentions of PTSD in writing, please be aware the story has it.-

Ultra Magnus was sitting in the base. It was quiet, the quiet both unnerved him and made him feel calm. He heard the sound of the base’s door opening and jumped, relaxing only when he saw recognized the familiar sound of Bumblebee, Arcee and Bulkhead entering the base, no doubt with the three humans who frequented the base.

He shifted uncomfortably, the humans tended to bring noise with them. He shut his optics, “I can’t deal with the noise, not today.” He thought to himself with a slight tremble.

Deciding he would feel safer in his room, he stayed while he heard the children talking excitedly with the others. He took deep breaths in order to try to calm himself down.

Things were going well until he heard some squeeling noise. His mind suddenly went to one of the last battles on Cybertron. That sound, he heard it all over the battlefield as those he fought alongside as brothers were torn apart. The squeeling of the metal of his friends. He didn’t even think about his next actions, the next thing he knew was he was rushing out of the base quickly. The confused look of the others didn’t even register for him.

He drove out of the base quickly and as he drove he didn’t register the rules of the road. Hours later, he found himself in a deserted area with no knowledge of how he ended up there or how to return to base. He didn’t wish to show weakness by calling the others to ask for directions but knew he would need to head back.

The fact he was lost only escalated his fear and he felt like his spark was burning as the idea of being lost began to crowd his senses.

“Ultra Magnus.” Optimus said gently as he found him, “Are you alright.”

Ultra Magnus paused, he wanted to say everything was fine but he couldn’t bring himself to lie to his commander. “No, I must admit that I am not and I understand if you request I leave the team for my display.”

“No one is angry that you reacted that way, I simply reached out as I was concerned as a friend.” Optimus said.

“The squeeling noise I heard, it reminded me too much of a battlefield.” Ultra Magnus confessed.

“I understand and I can ask the others to be careful about it. The noise was Miko and Rafael testing a new computer audio program and it malfuctioned.” Optimus said.

Ultra Magnus looked away in shame.

“It is understandable why it brought those memories and you have done nothing wrong, I simply wanted to let you know that in this case there was no danger.” Optimus said to him.

Ultra Magnus nodded.

“Would you wish to head back to base?” Optimus asked.

Embarrassment filled Ultra Magnus again. “I must confess, I failed to pay attention to where I was and lost my way.” He confessed.

“I will return with you and we can sit on the roof of the base, it is a known area for those in the base who wish for quiet.” Optimus said.

Ultra Magnus, smiled at that. “Thank you sir.” He said.

They drove to the base and sat on the rooftop quietly.

“Would you like company?” Optimus asked.

Ultra Magnus managed to let out a nod.

The two of them sat in silence for some time.

“I always thought if I could just follow all the regulations, I would be fine; that I could avoid feeling like this.” Ultra Magnus confessed after a bit.

“I understand.” Optimus replied. “However you do not have to face these feelings alone. May I ask how long you have been struggling with it?”

“Since I arrived but it was manageable until a few days ago. I’m sorry sir, I don’t know why I failed to manage it.” Ultra Magnus replied.

“You have nothing to apologize for.” Optimus replied kindly. “It is normal to struggle with these feelings and rely on each other.”

Ultra Magnus said nothing at that.

The two of them spent hours sitting in silence.

“Thank you.” Ultra Magnus finally said after a few moments.

“Anytime.” Optimus said.

[safflowerisyes]

TFA and TFP cossover!

Yes, I'm finally doing this. Before we start, I just wanna say this.

TFA Optimus: Prime

TFP Optimus: Optimus

TFA Ratchet: Doc Bot

TFP Ratchet: Ratchet

TFA Bumblebee: Bee

TFP Bumblebee: Bumblebee

TFA Ultra Magnus: Ultra Magnus

TFP Ultra Magnus: Magnus

TFA Bulkhead: Bulkhead

TFP Bulkhead: Bulk

Please enjoy.

"Conecting the fusion generator derectly to the power line will increase the range!"

"Puh-lease. Unless you want to implode the moment you try to transport, we'll send the energy through an alternate route so it can be prossesed properly!"

Ratchet and Wheeljack were currently arguing over a new version of groundbridge that would use a fusion generator to enhance performance. However, they couldn't agree on how to encorperate said generator.

Miko had heard enough of the constant bickering, and was finally starting to see why Ratchet disliked her so servearly. "Quiet!" she suddenly shouted, hopping over to the groundbridge power switch, "If you two can't decide, I will!" With that she pulled up the switch and the unfinished teleportation divice powered on. Various cries of "No!" and, "Don't do that!" could be heard from the 'fore arguing 'bots.

The groundbrige started to pull things in, not unlike a blackhole. Miko would have been gone if Wheeljack hadn't grabbed her at the last minute. Then the 'bots started to get pulled in. Just then the rest of Team Prime burst into the room. "Ratchet, what is happening?" Optimus questioned. "Miko turned on the unfinished groundbridge, and the imence power has turned it into a blackhole!" Ratchet informed.

"Well then shut it down!" Fowler shouted, making sure his hold on June was tight. "Can't!" Wheeljack called back, "The power switch is stuck!"

With that, Team Prime was sucked into another demintion.

*Meanwhile in TFA*

"Will you shut your intake about all this Decepticon nonsence?!" Sentinal Prime was at the moment yelling at the purest being in the next thousand solarsystems. Optimus Prime was having none of it. He had to let Jazz and Ultra Magnus know they were driving into a Decepticon trap! He was about to retaliate, when a green-blue portal resembling a spacebridge suddenly appeared next to them. Even stranger, 8 *enormus* bots fell out of it before closing. The two stared in shock.

"State your designations!" Sentinal shouted. The largest one got up with a grone. "Apologies. My desigation is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots," he said.

Sentinal laughed, "Good joke! Now who are you really?"

"Optimus," Ratchet started, worry in his tone, "I don't think we're on Earth anymore. At least not *our* Earth." The news sunk in to the other Primeverse 'bots.

"Come on Ratch. Of all the- wait a minute. Primus, I think he's right!" Wheeljack added.

"You are disrispecting a commanding officer! I demand to know your true designations now! Or else I'll have you all arested!" Sentinel was fuming. By now everyone had gotten on their pedes, and the Stealhaven was *cramped*. "Hey can we head outside?" Smokescrean asked. "No!" yelled Sentinel.

"Who put the guy with thg he giant chin in charge?" spoke up Miko Nakadia. Sentinal squeeled, "An organic!"

Miko bursted with laughter, and you could see some others trying to hold in their own giggles.

"Perhaps it is best we step outside," sugested Optimus, and slowly but surely, they made their way out of the Stealhaven.

"Now, can I have your designations?" Sentinel more demanded than asked.

"Smokescrean, Elite Guard."

"Bulkhead, Ex Wrecker."

--Bumblebee, Scout.--

"Arcee, warrior."

"Wheeljack, Ex Wreacker."

"Ratchet, Medic."

"Ultra Magnus, SIC of the Autobot army."

That last one got to Sentinal. "Liar!" he shouted, "You're not Ultra Magnus! Ultra Magnus is out on a mission! He's the leader of the Autobots! And he doesn't look like that!"

"Looks like Ratchet was right. It does kinda seem like we're in another world," Arcee added.

"Have any of you noticed," spoke Jack Darby, "We're totatly out in the open." The new information suddenly became clear to the others on Team Prime. There were tons of civilians watching them. "Autobots, our cover has been blown," Optimus said.

"Wait!" called a new voice, "The humans don't fear us! We work with them!" All helms (and heads) turned to the source of the voice. A young looking 'bot with hints at a firetruck alt mode. "You don't need a cover here. But that doesn't matter now, because two of the 'bots from this world are driving into a Decepticon trap!" said the firetruck. "Optimus, enough with this nonsence. Their are no Decepticons of Earth," Sentinel glared at Prime, but he did not notice everyone else glaring at him.

"If this world is anything like our own, there are most deffinetly Decepticons here. My team and I will asist you if need be," Optimus said to the two Animeted 'bots. This brought a small smile to Prime's lip-plates.

"Follow me!" Prime called before transforming and driving off.

Optimus signalled his team to follow suit.

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I'm going to leave it at that for now. Updates will come, but I don't know when. It could be a few days or a few months. I don't know. Sugestions are welcomed and encoraged! Untill next time, have a dandy day/night!

[hearts4golbach]

Zombified. (Larry Johnson x Fem!Reader.)

part 9.

co-written by @cupid-isgone

we spent the whole day exploring further into the town. we stumbled upon a grocery store. of course, we thought nothing of it. every store we had been to was full of rotten food and zombies. there was never any electricity.

"guys, I think we should go see. I mean, there's electricity other places. we have nothing to lose if we check." Todd commented, nodding his head towards the large building.

"we have a lot to lose, there's usually zombies." Larry protested.

"not if there's electricity. we know now zombies tend to stray away for unknown reasons, but they do. well be able to tell if there's power before we even go inside." he corrected Larry in a snobby tone. I laughed at the conversation.

"let's go, were wasting daylight." sal rolled his eyes, adjusting his prosthetic before trudging towards the doors.

we followed him to realize the doors were locked, but the lights were on inside. "jackpot!" todd squeeled. "told you so!" he stuck his tongue out towards Larry.

"give me a motherfuckin' rock." I grinned.

sal picked up a decent sized rock, tossing it around in his hand before throwing it at me. I caught it with my free hand and chucked it at the door. it hit hard, cracking it but not breaking it.

"fuck that!" sal chuckled, taking his forbidden bat out of his backpack and swinging it hard. glass flew everywhere.

"damn, what'd that door do to you?" Larry rolled his eyes, helping me inside.

The lights were dim and flickering, likely a result of the bulbs not being switched out for a long time, but it was enough to see by. Larry immediately looked to the right to see a row of old shopping carts. Some were rusted with mold and time, but a few looked stable enough for a person to ride in.

I turned my head to see Larry already grinning at me, the same idea in his mind. He quickly grabbed a shopping cart and held out his hand to help me in, "Your ride, M'lady."

With his help, I hoisted myself into the cart, half crouched and barely keeping my balance. I grabbed onto the sides as I made myself comfortable facing away from the handle.

"What are you losers doing?" I heard Sal ask a few feet away.

"Just a new, turbo-efficient way of grabbing stuff! Trust us, we know what we're doing." I couldn't see either of them, but I suspected that Larry winked then. Larry started off pushing the cart idly, like you would on a casual shopping trip while searching through the shelves. He grabbed a couple of cans of food near the front, acting casual until Sal and Todd left his sight.

"Alright, let's do this. Hang on tight, don't need you falling out."

"why don't we get frozen food for tonight and in the morning before we head out. we should use the power we have at camp to our advantage." todd strolled past us, his arms filled with healthy choice soups as he slipped them inside the cart.

Larry leaned in, his mouth close to my ear. "you ready?" he smirked.

"uh, sure." I said cautiously.

he picked one leg up and pushed off the ground with the other. we sped down the aisle before coming to a stop not far after. he repeated that motion at least 10 times before we got to the freezer section.

"I'd fuck up some mozzarella sticks, to be honest." I said, grabbing those along with onion rings and jalapeño poppers.

Larry grabbed pizza, wings, you know, the usual football type food. I also snuck some frozen fried rice and orange chicken in the cart. sal and todd came and chose their own things, tossing them in the cart on top of me. we made sure to get personal hygiene shit and bigger backpacks.

we left the same way we came, estatic to get back to the camp.

By then, it was fully dark out. The skies were coated in clouds, hiding the stars from sight. A storm was coming, by the looks of it. I hoped that we would be in a safe space when it hit.

We brought the cart with us, but I was walking now. The rough ground would rattle me too much if I stayed in the entire way home.

Larry and Sal were bickering about something- which flavor of Doritos was best or something? But I blocked it out. I fell behind a few steps, taking a deep breath in of the cool night air. I could smell the coming rain, rot, dirt, and the food we had acquired.

Wait, rot? And it smelled strong, too, like a zombie had passed by recently. "Hey, guys?" They didn't hear me at first, Sal and Larry still arguing and Todd switching between egging one of them on. "Guys!" I called out, louder this time.

This time, they turned back, silent now. "Y/n? What's up?" Sal asked.

Before I could answer, there was a soft groan a bit to the right of us. Somehow in sync, all four of us snapped our heads to stare at the single zombie hobbling our way.

"Oh, shit. Alright, let's hurry up, guys, there could be a hoard passing through."

the being noticed us and began to limp quickly towards us. sal took his opportunity to pull out his bat once more and swing. he let out a loud sigh as the zombie fell to the ground, making a loud cracking sound as the back of its head it the pavement.

"God damn, you need drugs or something to chill you the fuck out." I muttered, kicking the zombie out of the way as we continued walking.

"sal, sometimes I think you're not as smart as you seem." todd shook his head, pointing behind sal.

"wha-" he whipped his head around. "oh, shit." sal looked scared before an evil glint crossed his eyes. "target practice." he cracked his knuckles.

"okay, sally face, that's a little out of hand. there's at least 10 there and we can't take them all at once." Larry crossed his arms.

"gang bang." I mutter, causing sal to roll his eyes.

"we've already came so far, I don't think we should be risking anything." todd said, pushing up his glasses. "I think we should skidaddle."

"skidaddle? seriously?" I leaned on larry for support.

"let's just go before more start coming." Todd sighed. Sal started pushing the cart quickly towards our new little safehouse.

The zombies, thankfully, weren't too fast, but the cart was slowing us down.

One of the zombies started to start too close to us. Larry reached forward and grabbed some random can- green beans, or something. He pulled back his arm and threw it at one of the zombies, hitting it's head. The zombie stumbled back and caused a chain reaction, like zombie dominos.

I cackled at the effect, the bumpy ground making me sound robotic. I turned to Sal, who had picked up a can of peas, which who the fuck eats peas, and chuck it at another clique. I grabbed a can of peas myself, turning to the side. I decided to have a little fun, I mean, you only live once. I opened the can, resulting in me chucking a handful at one zombie. a couple landed in its mouth, causing it to double over with a gag. damn, didn't expect that to work. with one final can of lima beans, sal had knocked and distracted the last group. "this is like scary bowling." Larry spoke his mind.

I rolled my eyes, smiling up at him. Sal was cackling off to the side before turning to us. "Alright, that should do the trick. Let's hurry up, we should have time to block the doors and windows once we get there, now."

We did exactly that, barely blocking the last window when the small hoard got close enough to be heard through the walls.

"Alright, time to eat!" Larry pushed the cart to the kitchen, with a full intact microwave! That was surprising, considering how wrecked everything else in the room was, but we weren't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

I sighed peacefully, watching the three boys stare deeply into the microwave as if their lives depended on it.

"God, make sure to same some food for me." I teased as they were practically drooling in front of the microwave.

they eventually finished preparing all of the food along with other drinks we got.

I was practically drooling over the wide array of junk food in front of me. I smiled contently.

[fumikomiyasaki]

( FIX ) -( Blake and Greg)

( STARE ) - (Kyo and Nanoya)

Seduction starters

( FIX ) fixing or straightening my mine’s clothes.

Walking to class he usually came right as the lesson started or a bit later, but on that day he encountered one of the new transfer students, Jin-Lou, knowing for randomly picking fights and getting into a scuffle. Given his dumbass was too stubborn to refuse it ended with Jin winning and his outfit being quite messed up. He still didn't mind it and walked on the class... before he could enter, Blake saw him and how he looked attacked... walking up to him with a sigh.

"You godamn Moron, can't you come to class normally?"

"What can I say, if someone promises a fun fight, ya know I join."

He grinned as usual, Blake avoiding his eyes cause he was weak against this dumb smile and started to pull on his collar to fix him up.

"I won't let you run around like this, let me handle it."

"Thanks Blakey."

Eventually as Blake was almost doen fixing up his clothes Greg had that cocky smirk and leaned a little closer.

"Ya know, I like ya hands all over my body like that, especially when ya drag me by the collar."

One dull smack was heard... and once again he was collapsed to the floor. Nakamura, who was luckily the one teaching this class sighed and dragged up his "Son".

"You really need to learn manners sometimes..."

"Hehe, was worth it..."

And so he finally got into the class room, thanks to Nakamuras help, Blake giving him almost a death stare.

( STARE ) longingly staring at mine from across the room.

It wasn't something new that many students around HSA often took their time to watch some fights of the Kendo club. Nanoya in particular as club leader had a whole fanclub who just squeeled and screamed for him each time he made a nice hit on something... maybe it was cause did most of it shirtless yet to him, he often payed them no mind... his mind could blend out everything and focused on the blade in his hand...

Yet taking a break and sitting down on a tree stump he suddenly notuced a gaze that usually was not present, as he noticed Kyo from the crowd stare somewhat distracted at him. Curious he got up to approach him but noticed him suddenly grow nervous.

"So you came to watch me as well today, I am glad you do?"

"Though I cheer you on, especially cause the tournament is in the next day... and I brought you some snacks for later."

He handed him a small fabric bag, stenched in a fishy smell and soaked, as Nanoya feared it a little and put it to the side.

"Thank you."

His smile was genuine but he tried to cover up the fear of the food and change topic.

"Are you busy today?"

"Not really actually, hence I wanted to watch you train."

"How about we later practise the script together then, after all we work together for the next play?"

Kyos face grew red but he nodded.

"I'd be happy if you do."

And so Nanoya gave a hint to stop by later at the dorm... another student next to him gasping.

"Geez of course a dorm member has more chances with him... we been outplayed."

To not get bad intentions from the fanclub he left a bit quickly for now... looking forward to later.

[gnattyplayssims]

1934 Pt1 - Night of Passion

It didn't take Knox long to settle in "So when he told me he couldn't pay me, I said 'that's fine I'll just take this whisky and we'll call it even.' The prohibition had just ended so you better believe I sold it for a pretty penny"

The women laughed, Kye was not amused

As the meal ended, Knox pulled out his guitar. "Ah I missed this!" Anabelle laid back on the table blissfully as Knox's soulful voice filled the camp. Anabelle was completely engaged as he moved from one song to another. "Oh this one's so beautiful. I've never heard it before."

"I wrote it after you left."

"It's so sad"

He shrugged, "There was a lot to process, the economy had just crashed, people were starving, I lost my job, then you were gone."

Anabelle leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his cheek, "I'm glad you're here now."

Kye's heart fell.

Kye knew Anabelle didn't owe him anything but seeing her with Knox had stirred up something new. He didn't like it. She didn't belong to him and made it clear she didn't want to, so why did it hurt so much?

"Kye?"

He bolted at her voice hoping his face didn't give him away.

He didn't look at her until she had sat across from him on the bench and placed her hands over his. "Can we talk?"

"About what?"

"We still haven't talked about what happened at the quarry. Maybe you're in the habit of leaving things, but I'm not."

"What else is there to say?"

She sighed and her hand drifted up to his heart. "I shouldn't have pushed you into things you didn't want. I still want you."

"What about Knox?"

She let out a laugh, "Knox is an old friend...one I once had a thing for, but he's not you."

"No, he's better than me"

"Stop that"

She slid her hand to his shoulder pulling him closer, "Please don't push me away." Her anxiety flared as their lips pressed together. She wanted him so bad and she feared her desire for more had already ruined things.

"I still don't want the family life." he whispered

"I know."

For awhile they were lost in each other until Knox's voice echoed from the fire, "Hey we have marshmallows!"

"Come with me?" Anabelle grabbed his hand, "Let's enjoy this moment while we have it...please"

He let her pull him from the bench and they joined the others by the fire.

"How's the marshmallow?" Anabelle blew on the stick before trying a piece, "Mmm"

"Let me have a taste." he leaned forward to steal some.

"No! You have you're own!"

They both laughed then Kye held his to her mouth "Try mine"

She held his gaze as he fed her, hearts pounding.

Anabelle squeeled as Kye pulled her closer, draping her legs over his and whispered something in her ear. Kailee liked seeing them happy Kye deserved it, but she couldn't help but be skeptical that he would end up ruining it somehow. She didn't want to see Anabelle hurt.

Later that night after Kailee and Knox had headed off to their tents, Kye and Anabelle still sat by the dying fire as they used to do before their argument.

They talked until the fire had gone out and Anabelle stood, "I guess we should get to bed"

"I wish you could join me."

She swallowed as he came closer. He wasn't usually in the habit of good night kisses. "I know, I wish Knox had his own tent I miss-" her breath caught as he tipped her head up, "your warmth...and your...arms around me...and..." her words got lost in her mind as his hand moved.

She thought he was going to kiss her but his hand traced her cheek, following the bone to her ear and then down to her throat. She gasped as he tipped her head to kiss her but he deviated to her cheek teasingly, his lips moving hungrily in a way that made her pulse quicken.

She moaned as he moved down into the curve of her neck pulling her closer. "Shhh" He reminded her as he pulled away with a smirk, "tent walls are too thin for you to be making all that noise."

She scoffed "It's your fault!"

He just shut her up with a deeper kiss.

He turned her around, craddling her in his arms. "I've never felt this way about anyone before. I never thought I could want someone so much. I thought there was something wrong with me before I met you."

She opened her mouth to reply but he cut her off with more kisses.

She turned back to face him, looking into his eyes, "Do you really feel that way about me?"

"Yes. I've always had girls around me, kissed a few, even dated one, but...with you...you're something magnetic."

He lifted her up, her skirt riding up so his hands slid along her skin.

He lay her down on the table and he she looked up at him expectantly but he just looked at her blinking as if his brain had finally connected with where the night was heading.

"Why did you stop?"

"I want you so bad I feel like I might die if I can't have you, but-"

He pulled back sitting on the bench and she slid off the table to join him. "Kye, you're not the only one who wants this."

"I don't want you to regret it tomorrow."

"Let's not worry about promises we can't keep. I don't expect anything from you. Let's just enjoy this moment."

She pressed closer to him so that he couldn't hide his desire for her and he looked up at her with pained eyes. "You're not being fair."

"To who? You have nothing to lose."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Let me decide that. Right now we both want the same thing

He let out a soft groan as she wrapped her fingers around his neck. "Fine, you win! But don't blame me if your heart gets attached. This is just woohoo"

She nodded "I promise. It's just woohoo" She pressed another searing kiss to his lips. There wasn't much talking after that.

1934 Pt2 - Saying Goodbye

[animnerd]

What Would I do Wthout You:

Paring: Sam and reader, and Nat

Warnings: none mostly fluff with a touch of smut (if you squint)

Synopsis: the reader puts her photos in the local library. She receives a phone call from them what will happen?

A/n: hi! It's been 5 months since I have written a story! This is a self indulge fic because in rl I put up a few of my photos in my local libary near me to help a friend. Well this week the libary called me to say that someone wants to buy my photo!!! I was so excited! It gave me motivation to: get back into photography again, (maybe later down the road) put some more of mine around town, and write this fic! Sorry for the rambling this is just so exciting! Oh also all mistakes are my own. Enjoy!

One warm spring day. You were in your apartment on a warm Saturday cleaning while your boyfriend Sam was on a mission. You hummed while cleaning the kitchen when your phone rang. You thought it was Sam letting you know that he was coming home soon. When you answered instead of Sam's voice it was someone from the libary calling. Which was weried. "Hi y/n do you have a moment?" "Yes what can I do for you? Is my libary book overdue? If it is I'll bring it in today!" She heard laughing "no no nothing like that. Do you remember putting some of your photos in our libary?" "Oh yes! How is it going?" "Good! We have gotten alot of people to look at the art here. That's why I called. Your one photo with the bee?" "Yes?" "Someone is interested in buying it!" You were flappergasted. You could not form words your brain short curicuted. "Hello? Y/n? Hello?" You came back and was able to form words "they want my photo?" "Yes and they will pay alot for it. I just need to know from you if you like to pay with and or without the frame? And what price point you want?" You had to think on it. "Hmm I'm willing to do both. It's up to the buyer with or without frame. The price I'm not sure. Do you have a suggestion?" "Hmm how much did you pay for the photo to get enlarged?" "$1." "How much for the frame?" "$7 ish" "I would say $30 should give you enough back." "Perfect I'll say $30 with frame $25 without?" "Sounds good to me. I'll let you know what the buyer says also can you bring another copy? I'll put that one up when the buyer gets the other copy." "Sure! And thank you so much for letting me know! I can't wait to hear what the buyer decides to do! You have a good day!" You shut your phone off. You squeel and do a dance in the kitchen. You instantly want to tell Sam but you don't want to disturb him if he still in the mission so you pick up your phone snd send a quick text to him "hi love! How did the mission go? When you get back home I have big news to tell you! Love you!" You send it and then send a quick text to Nat telling her "got big news!" When that was done you had a big grin on your face the rest of the day while going back to cleaning.

Meanwhile Sam and the team finally got back to the jet and sat down in the chairs as it was taking off. Sam could hear his phone vibrating and he fished it out seeing you sent him a text. He smiled and opened it up and read the text. He raised an eyebrow confused and wondering what the big news is. Steve comes over worried about his friend. "What's wrong Sam? The mission went good why the long face?" "Oh its y/n she sent me a text saying she got big news! I'm trying to figure out what it couple possibly be?" "Well it sounds like it's good news. So that's a plus. But don't worry we are almost home and you will soon find out." "Yeah your right!" He give Steve a smile. Nat watches on with a smirk. You told her what's going on. She gets up and walks over to Sam and sits down next to him. She puts her hand on his shoulder. "You got a smart, talented girlfriend on your hands Sam!" She winks at him and walks away. He is even more confused.

He waited paitently for the jet to land. Once it did he quickly got off the jet and made a beeline to his room to get a quick shower and change and leave to your apartment. Once he got to your apartment he knocked on the door. Which suprised you at first but you set the broom down you were not expecting guest but when you opened the door to see Sam you hugged him. "Welcome home captain!" He laughed and walked in and hugged you again. "So how did the mission go?" "It went well but I'm more curious what you meant by your text and the criptic tone of Nat. What's going on sweetheart?" You gigled and your smile grew more if that was even possible. You pulled Sam to sit on your couch and looked at him. "Love remember when I put up my photos at the local library here?" "Yes I thought it was a good idea for other people to see your amazing work! Why?" "Well…." You bite your lip "I just got a call from them this moring and they told me I have a potential buyer for one of my photos! I told them the price I think is good I'm waiting to see what happenes next!" He was shocked and flappergasted his mouth was hanging open which worried you. "Love?" You squeeled when he lifted you off the couch and spinned you around. "That's amazing news baby girl! I can't belive it! My love a famous photographer! We have to get one of your photos in the tower before you get any more famous! And sign it too!" He dips you and kisses you. You laugh and deepen the kiss. "That's why Nat was being all criptic and her smile was unusual. She and I are proud of you babygirl! We definitely should celebrate! What should we do!? How about a fancy dinner? Or stay here and do take out?" As he lifts you back up.

You laughed and grinned so big. " Let's stay here and do take out?" "Of course baby girl! Anything you want to do! Where should we eat?" You thought for a moment "how about Culvers?" "Culver's? I don't think I have heard of that place baby. What is it?" You grinned and giggled "it's a restaurant. It's one of my favorite places to go! It has alot of various items there!" Sam saw how much you loved this place. He placed a kiss on your lips then forehead. "Let's eat there baby." You smiled and hugged him. "Thank you baby. I should change I am so dirty from cleaning today." You smile kiss his lips let go of the hug and winks at Sam. You left to the bathroom and got ready quickly. You decided to wear a cute red sundress that Sam loved you in. You wear your hair down and curled with brown sandles.

After you did your mackup you walked out to see Sam looking at his phone waiting for you. He looked up when he saw you he smirked. "Baby girl you look ravishing!" You gigled into his hug and moved your head when he kissed your neck. "Baby…." Moan "I know you love me in this dress but I gota feed my man." He whines and leans back. "Your right love but later let's continue this. " you gigled "sure love I promise! Ready?" Yes!" He offer you his arm and you take it leading you to his car. "Your such a gentleman love." "Of course I gotta take care of my girl." He opened your door and you got in and he goes around and opens his door and starts the car. You already putting in thr address into your phone and press start. You turn down the volume so you can talk to Sam. Asking how the mission went. Once you arrived you both walked out of the car and the bulidng was big with a blue roof. Sam smiled and intwined your hands and walked into the building. "Oh wait your baseball hat!" You let go of his hand ran back to the car and grabbed it. You ran back to him and put it on his head. Gigled "don't want to be noticed love?" He smiled kiss your check "you know me very well love." He walks you both in and there wasn't much of a line. You both looked at the menu. He leans down and whispered "what do you suggest love?"

You blushed from the closeness and thought. "Their cheeseburgers are amazing love and their ice cream too!" He leans away you pout but smile while he thinks. "I'll do that." Once it's your turn you both go up to the cashier and place your to go order. Once you wait. You noticed a little boy staring at Sam you nod your head at his unanswered question but make a silent motion with your finger which he nods. You smile and mouth "thank you." Once you got your food and got to your apartment. You set the food down while Sam goes gets plates. "What where you talking to the boy for love" "Oh he noticed you and he was about to say something but I told him not to tell anyone." He grinned "what did I do to deserve you love!" He leans down and kisses you. You kiss him back. He sits next to you and pulls you to him he draps his arm over your shoulders while you lean on his shoulder. You lean up and kiss his check. "Thank you love for being here and supporting me." "Your welcome love." He leans down and kiss your forehead. He leans forward to grab the food and set them on a plate. Gives you yours and grabs his. You both ate while watching a movie. You sighed in content that you had an amazing day, amazing boyfriend, and amazing news about your photo. You curled up into Sam lay your head on his shoulder and just enjoyed the moment.

@doasyoudesireandlive

@saiyanprincessswanie

[shoezuki]

piglin techno confusing the fuck out of ranboo hcs

i jus be doin some shit sometimes n then my brain is like ‘hey think a this’ and i been tryin to type this out but my internet is so bad rn i couldnt even Open a new post what the fuck. anywayss. this ran so long. so fucking long

started with ‘i wonder how piglins act’ and now technoblade is doin some shit, ranboo is so confused, and philza is a delighted bystander who is having the time of his life

technoblade is 100% piglin. many people think he’s part human to some degree but hes Completely and Utterly piglin

most assume as much since he doesnt begin to rot in the overworld. but short answer; he’s Built Different

long answer is a blessing of the bloodgod but shhhhhh

techno never corrects anyone or talks about being piglin or Anything. he just doesnt care what other people think and assume. the only one who Knows is phil

phil had first thought it was out of some sort of shame or desire to Hide it but. yeah. no. techno jus doesnt care. build; different

although more Notable piglin traits come to like if he’s close to people

piglins are both social and anti social. kinda. they can be hugely independent, do well without ‘proper’ socialization for a Long while. but they group together for Lifetimes. once piglins find a family or friends and expend Full trust to them. its all or nothing you Cant break them up

how tommy betrayed and turned his back on techno just. its like a physical pain. once he trusted and respected him, the mere Idea of betrayal was nowhere in question. it never occurred to him

philza is now the only person that techno consciously and subconsciously considers him a part of his ‘pack’ (i cant figure out a better term but that one doesnt Fit)

techno never realizes when he acts piglin traits out towards those he trusts. he never does so in company outside of what he considers family. philza notices though.

phil tends to study and research other races and cultures a lot. he’s been around a long while, has met many people of all different backgrounds. he likes knowing and understanding what he can. its just fun too.

it mostly started when he first met techno because he wanted to figure out what the FUCK techno was doing without asking and therefore embarrassing him

but phil knows techno well. and he knows piglins well enough. and he Knows techno doesnt ever seem to be self aware of his more inhuman habits

but Phil knows. and he Notices when techno starts to consider ranboo a part of the pack

First, it’s gifts.

surprisingly, its ranboo giving techno the axe first

he wasnt there to see it. but phil might as well have been present, considering how Horrifically in depth techno ‘ranted’ to him bout it

but techno reciprocates it and Then he really starts to notice more and more

first, it was giving the enchanted apple to ranboo. sure it Technically had been swiped by techno out from under ranboo but it was still Something. techno wasnt one to give up valuables easily

then techno starts ‘complaining’ about ranboos living area. and his eating habits. phil looks away when techno smuggles golden carrots into ranboo’s shack 

eventually technoblade is crafting ranboo a cloak to match their own and he’s freaking out about ranboo’s height and his dimensions and how much cloth he’ll need but he refuses to ask ranboo and phil is holding his head in his hands

(phil forces techno to gift him the cloak in person rather than stash it under his pillow and run like he’d planned. techno bitched about it but after ranboo practically lit up, burying himself in the cloak and thanking techno so hard his throat mustve hurt, techno was so practically purring the rest of the day)

after gifts, its noises. 

techno is seemingly silent. he doesnt speak up much, moves so quietly people tend to jump when he appears. 

in reality, he talks to himself constantly. either when alone or when in phil’s company. philza knows that aspect is the ‘voices’, and also just technoblade’s tendency to fill the silence and wonder his own thoughts aloud

but the snorts, squeels, grumbles, and other sounds he makes without realizing are some phil knows are piglin

its often guttural, a noise he makes in the back of his throat that rumbles and reverberates through his bones. 

itd sound terrifying to anyone, but after years of techno trilling deep when phil enters a room, when he returns from some sort of journey, when he says hello or makes his presence known in anyway, phil realized its more like a greeting. excitement to see him. it became something sweet

long story short ranboo nearly jumped so high his head went through the ceiling when he’d first walked into the home, said hello, and some gruff purr sounded from the techno’s chest

theyd both jumped so hard, stared at each other as if they were trying to figure out what was wrong with the other 

phil was physically pained as he held back his laughter to the point he was crying. that changed the subject to him quickly

it didnt happen again for a while, but phil didnt say anything and just watched. it was too entertaining

techno would make his small squeals between breaths when he remembered something, muttered to himself, snorted and huffed even as ranboo was around

ranboo got used to it. he stopped jumping or even looking confused when techno trilled some sort of deep purr when ranboo would join them for dinner

lastly, techno was tactile

or, as tactile as he could be. techno wasnt touchy even on a great day. he was selective, reserved, would lean into phil or loop an arm over his shoulders but would never say anything about it

phil didnt question it and would just pat techno on the arm without saying a word

but. sometimes. when phil would be gone for a long time, techno would rest the entire weight of his head on phil’s shoulder, practically encapturing him, rumbling and grumbling so harsh it shook phil’s whole body

phil still wasnt certain on this one. he couldnt find much in the way of what it meant. piglin’s tended to stay with their own, and they never reunited after long periods of time because they never would dare to separate for long

 he was kind of guessing here, but the way techno would drop his shoulders and practically melt made phil think he was just missing him and wanted to confirm phil’s presence. 

it wasnt like he complained. it was sweet

ranboo had been gone a while. he was vague on why, or where. phil had a suspicion or two but ranboo kept a lot of secrets

neither techno or phil pried too far, but phil could tell it was disconcerting to techno. he was tense and kept himself almost deathly busy for two weeks

(piglin rarely if ever kept secrets from one another, phil had read once. omitting a few things here and there, maybe. but lying or deception was out of the question)

phil hadn’t been there when ranboo returned. he’d been gathering firewood after techno was insistent they completely top up all of ranboo’s stores

he’d heard the muffled growls techno made as he walked towards ranboos shack, before even seeing him. 

when phil found them techno had ranboo nearly completely obscured in his cape, and definitely he’d have been out of sight if he was any shorter. 

techno’s head was lofted heavy in the crook of ranboo’s neck, forcing ranboo to hunch with arms wrapped tight around ranboo. his arms were pinned. 

ranboo caught his eyes, looking so scattered and tired and confused and maybe even terrified. he might have spoken or maybe he just mouthed ‘help me’ but the gruff purr-like sound techno made was too loud to hear him anyways

philza shoved his fist in his mouth to keep from laughing

later that night ranboo asked phil if techno was going to kill him. phil wanted to scream

even later then, techno had admitted to phil that, yeah, okay, maybe ranboo was growing on him. phil had never felt so violent

[hellogoodbye14]

Fancy a game of Paintball? (One Shot) - Inner Circle + Valkyries

Have been super depressed and this scene popped into my head and cheered me up so hard. So here it is! Excuse the grammatical mistakes, didn’t get much time to edit.

Inspired by “The deep in your veins” series

Gwyn couldn’t help but feel giddy. Today was THE day, she was so excited to finally present her mating gift to Nesta and Cassian. She knew she kept pacing and jumping up and down like a maniac but she didn’t care.

Azriel who had helped her built the entire arena was smirking down at her with amusement shining in his eyes.

“You want to ease up there? You’re like a bunny on crack right now.”

Gwyn rolled her eyes and gave Azriel a light punch on his arm.

“I’m just excited okay? We worked so hard and I just want them to have a good time, especially when everyone has been so worried about Koschei. I feel like they haven’t gotten the time to enjoy their mating.”

Azriels smirk turned a tad bit devlish.

“Oh trust me, they’ve been enjoying their mating just fine.”

Gwyn snickered.

“Yeah, Feyre and I walked in on them just yesterday.”

“Dining hall this time?”

“Nope. Front foyer.”

Azriel just shook his head and chuckled.

They heard Cassian’s boom of laughter a second later. Gwyn turned towards the tree line and saw everyone come on the edge and gasp as they looked at the new arena.

A month ago, Nesta had mentioned how everyone would benefit from a tactical field. Gwyn thought it was a good idea and approached Feyre and Rhys. Next thing she knew, they had allocated this piece of land for it and asked her and Azriel to do whatever they pleased with it. By the awestruck look on Rhys’s face, she guessed they did a good job. Nesta was already jumping and squeeling like a hen.

The arena looked a bit like a village with buildings made of plywood. They had even placed drums, tyres and carriages around the streets to give it a realistic look.

Nesta came running and hugged Gwyn so hard that Gwyn would have fallen on her ass had Azriel not balanced her from her back.

“Like it?”

“I friggin love it!”

“Well you’re going to love what we have planned even more.”

Nesta finally untangled herself from Gwyn.

Azriel slipped his hand into his pocket and presented a spherical, gelatin capsule.

Cassian perked up.

“Paintball?“, he asked like a child about to open his present before solstice.

Azriel nodded.

Everyone whooped, well except for Elain who eyed the guns and grenades on the side with suspicion.

“Umm, I don’t know. I’ve never played.”

Gwyn smiled at her, “Don’t worry it’s super easy and you’ll have fun! I promise.”

Amren took Nyx from Rhys’s arms and began walking towards the referee stand.

“Come boyo, let’s see these idiots make a fool of themselves.”

Nyx clapped, giggled and blew bubbles as if he knew what Amren had said.

Rhys, looked around.

“Who are the captains?”

“I am!”, Gwyn announced.

“Dibs”, Azriel yelled out at the same time.

Everyone raised their eyebrows at them.

Cassian groaned, “This is going to be a massacre isn’t it?”

Gwyn snickered.

“Don’t worry. We’re not one of those really competitive people who take it too seriously.”

Everyone snorted, knowing them too well.

Rhys shook his head in amusement and handed out a coin to Gwyn.

“First pick, heads or tails?”

Gwyn called out on heads.

And whistled out a special tune. A tune she always used to annoy Azriel.

“Heads, it is.”

“Okay, my first pick is Rhys.”

Gwyn and Rhys fist bumped as he joined her side.

Nesta gasped, “How could you?!“

Gwyn tried to stifle her smile, Nesta was a brilliant warrior but her aim with guns and arrows? It was terrible.

“Sweety he’s the most powerful High Lord. I kind of need him to win this.”

Nesta just scowled.

Azriel picked Cassian who pecked Nesta’s cheek as he passed her.

“Don’t worry babe, we’ll pick you.”

“Why are you saying it like its a favour?”

Cassian and Azriel just chuckled.

Gwyn called out Lucien next, which made Nesta stomp.

“Seriously?”

��What?! I saw him spear a target dead on from 40 feet away once. Man has good aim.”

Nesta turned towards Azriel and Cassian waiting on them to call her next.

Azriel had a tiny frown on his face and Cassian leaned in, “Feyre, she’s got the best aim there is.”

Azriel instantly nodded and called out Feyre.

“Un-freaking-believable”, Nesta glared at her mate.

“What? Babe. Its about winning here.”

“You’re sleeping on the couch.”

Gwyn called out Emerie next who patted Nesta’s shoulder as she passed her by. Azriel called on Mor.

Nesta was a bright shade of red when Gwyn finally called her in.

“See! I picked you.”

Nesta just grumbled, “Picked me second to last.”

Elain joined Azriels team as the last pick.

Amren called out to them from her chair.

Cassian cracked a joke about how she was finally tall enough.

“Don’t make me come down there and kick your ass General.”

“Okay so there are rules for the game. Some of you will have big advantages because of your powers…and that’s why rule number one is that none of you are to use your powers at any time. Rule number two: if you are hit, you do not need to leave the game unless you’ve been hit in the torso or the head. At that point, you simply raise your gun, declare that you’re hit, and head to ‘the dead zone’.”

Everyone nodded.

“If you’re hit in the head, it’s considered a fatal shot and you will be eliminated from that particular game. If you’re hit in the torso, you need to spend ten minutes in ‘the dead zone’ before you can return to the game. But unless the paintball breaks and leaves a mark, it doesn’t count. Paint grenades will do well at distracting the other team, they won’t count “as ‘deadly’. Rule number three: do not take off your safety mask unless you’re in ‘the dead zone’ or unless the game has ended Understood?” Everybody nodded including Nyx.

All of them donned on their mask, semi-automatic gun, smoke and paint grenades and two spare pods of pellets. Gwyn’s team tied around red ribbons around their uniform whereas Azriels tied in Blue.

As each team was ready to split and enter their base camps, Rhys smacked a kiss on Feyre’s lips. “Good luck, darling. You’re going to need it.”

Feyre simply patted him on the face.

“Sure, sure. It’s cute when you live in La-la land.”

Once Azriel’s team left base camp Gwyn turned to her team. “Right, although this is supposed to be all about fun, please understand that I have every intention of winning this. You all with me on that?”

Everyone nodded enthusiastically. “Good. When we need to get into position, Rhys and Emerie take up the front. Lucien is the fastest in speed so he’s going to be bringing the flag back to camp. Nesta and I can protect from the back and give Lucien cover. Sound good?”

“Aye aye captain”, said Lucien and Rhys at the same time.

At that moment, Amren’s voice rang out. “Both teams ready?” Hearing Gwyn and Azriel respond with ‘yes’, she then shouted, “Three, two, one…Game on!”. They heard Nyx squeal out a giddy “on” as well.

As one, they sprinted past the first street, but stopped at the corner of the next one. Knowing that the other team would have reached the opposite end of the street at the same time, Gwyn didn’t hesitate in getting everyone into position. Following her hand gestures, Rhys and Emerie crossed over to the other side of the street. Lucien slipped inside the second building along while Nesta took position behind the car at the corner, to give him cover.

Gwyn moved into the house nearby and made a move for the balcony. She could see Azriel’s team but didn’t have a clear shot. To give Lucien a shot at running and grabbing the flag, Gwyn jumped over the roof to distract Azriel’s team.

As soon as she made the jump, paint pellets headed for her. She just made in time to duck behind a drum.

Some sixth sense started to beat at her, telling her to look up. She did just in time to see that Cassian was lying on the roof of one of the buildings across the road, aiming his gun at an unsuspecting Nesta . Gwyn didn’t have a good enough angle to take the shot, but Rhys did.

“Rhys, ten forty-five.”

Without hesitation, he swerved and shot. The pellet hit Cassian’s shoulder, he lost his balance and tumbled down the roof, onto the balcony…and right into Nesta’s line of fire. A second later, there was a splat of Red paint on his mask. Cassian held up his gun, growling, “I’m hit.” With that, he marched off to ‘the dead zone’, grumbling to himself while Nesta cackled.

Mor was training her gun on Emerie and had a clean shot. Quick as lightning, Gwyn turned sharply and rained pellets at her, forcing her to take cover. Although a few hit her, they didn’t catch her in a fatal spot. Cursing silently, Gwyn darted to the second drum.

“Emerie, hide better!” she called out.

Feyre had rained down pellets on Nesta and Rhys who had both taken cover behind a wall. They both pushed one another to get safer space. They both seemed to grumble and argue. Idiots.

“Let me take the cover, I’ve got better aim Nesta.”

Nesta scowled and simply pointed her gun at Rhys’s foot and shot.

Rhys let out a wail of pain, “WE’RE ON THE SAME TEAM NESTA.”

“Call my aim shit again and I hit the other foot.”

Feyre then decided to hit them both with a paint grenade. Rhys aimed and fired but only managed to get her shot in the arm. She then swirled to the side in what was a pretty bad ass move and shot down Nesta.

She then trained her gun at Rhys, who chuckled nervously.

“That’s my mate! Protecting me across enemy lines.”

Feyre rolled her eyes and shot him in the head.

Both Nesta and Rhys grumbled towards the dead zone pushing one another.

Mor’s laughter gave her away and Gwyn shot down from her position and managed to hit her torso. At least she’d have a time out for now.

Gwyn rushed downstairs. Startled by movement in her peripheral vision, she almost shot Lucien. Likewise, he had almost shot her. Both sighed. It would have been embarrassing to walk out of there, declaring she’d been hit by a member of her own team.

Gesturing for him to follow her, the went to leave the house. They had barely taken a step when an array of pellets came flying their way. Both of them managed to dodge most of them. The ones that made contact had only hit their leg and foot.

Gwyn turned to Lucien, “While I shoot, you run to the pile of tyres outside near the flag.“

As soon as she got out pellets flew at her and she took cover. She had a suspicion it was Azriel, and a peek from the side of the tyre confirmed that it was indeed him.

That wasn’t great news, because Azriel had a real good aim. They fired some shots back and forth. Gwyn didn’t pop out of the same place each time, hoping the unpredictability would help.

Lucien had made a grab for the flag and ran towards the camp with Emerie covering him.

Gwyn grabbed her smoke grenade and threw it at Azriel and Feyre. This gave her time to give Lucien extra cover.

Azriel had quickly picked off Emerie while Gwyn had taken down Feyre. And then both of them turned their guns towards each other simultaneously. They eliminated each other with a shot to the head. Azriel made a dive while falling to try to trip Lucien but Gwyn moved in his way.

He knocked her to the ground and laughed as he lounged on top of her.

Chuckling herself, she turned her head ready to watch Lucien, yell in victory as he reached base camp – something he was literally seconds away from doing. But then Elain – who everyone had forgotten about appeared from around the corner, letting out a battle cry and firing a series of pellets that seemed to go in every direction. Miraculously, one shot ended up hitting Lucien in the head and everyone from Azriels team cheered.

Gwyn snickered, still below a laughing Azriel.

“How did I forget about Elain?”

Azriel smiled down at her impishly, “It’s all about strategy, Valkyrie.”

Gwyn shook her head at him, “I call bullshit.”

Azriel laughed, “You always know when I lie. Yeah, no I completely forgot she was protecting the camp. Worked out though, I defeated you.”

Gwyn gave an innocent look, full of pleading.

“Rematch?”

“You’re not going to rest until you win a game will you?”

“Duh.”

Elain skipped over to a scowling Lucien and snatched the flag.

She grinned at Gwyn, who was being pulled up by Azriel.

“You’re right this is fun!”

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[stcveskent]

their little miracle; chris evans

pairings: chris evans x reader

warnings: fluff and a bit of swearing

request on wattpad

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its been 8 months,since you heard that you would be giving a little miracle of yours and chris, soon. You still remember the day when both of you saw the baby for yhe first time, as it moved around your belly.

you remember how Chris held your hand when he saw your baby, and said, "it's ours" while crying, you remember the day when he found out it was a baby girl, and he was so happy, and when he told his family about it, they were crying too, because their son's dream came true. Since then he never left your side. Well, he haven't announced it on the internet too . He used to talk to your baby, late at nights, when she won't let you sleep, by endless kickings.

"Hey honey, don't do that to Mama." He says, slowly, and calmly as you laid down next to him, and his hands on your belly rubbing it gently.

"I won't leave your side, y/n." He whispered softly and kissed you. During those times, when Chris got intimate with you, for eg, he would kiss you more often, and lay next to you all the time, hold your hands all the time, you used to blush alot, as if it was a school crush, you could say it was the hormones.

"i love you so much." He says and you smile.

"I love you too and more." You reply and he wraps his arm around you, and kiss your head, and then you gasped as soon as your baby kicks you, because you were giving all the attention to her daddy and not her and even daddy didn't give her attention.

"alright baby, i love you too." He says as he keeps a hand on your belly and you laughed at how your daughter already had control over her Dad, even before her birth.

your smile grew wider, as all those thoughts came to your mind, and Chris noticed how you were smiling, and thinking about some things. He smiled looking at how adorable you looked.

"what're you smiling at, sweetheart." He asks as he comes closer, and kisses you gently.

"thinking of how our girl, already has control over her dad." He smiles as he heard you, it was a very different feeling for both of you.

"Well, trust me, the queen has more control than the princess." He says referring to you and you roll your eyes.

"oh stop!" You said as both of you chuckled, just then, to ruin the moment his phone rang. He groaned, and you laughed at him.

"Always messing up my moments, with my queen." He said, and you blushed at how he made you feel so good.

"Chris, i'm sorry to call you now." His manager spoke, as chris answered.

"No its fine, Joshua? what did you need?" He replied.

"Well, the agency has been calling up alot, for your photo shoot, and i tried to decline it, because you wanted to stay with your wife, but they aren't listening , and said you're their hope."

"alright fine! I'll do it."

"ah thank god!! I'll arrange the dates and timing and inform you."

"Alright!" Chris says as he ends the conversation and looks at you, smiling.

"What's wrong?" You asked

"I have to stay away from you for a couple of hours."

"and what would be the reason?" You asked as he sits next to you and pull you closer to him, and you put your head on his shoulder.

"There's this photo shoot they need me to do it and I honestly don't wanna stay away from you, even if its for a couple of hours, you're now close to your date, I can't just leave you here all alone, when you'd need me." He spoke.

"Chris, i'll be fine, you're worrying too much, babe. I can manage on my own, honey!"

"I know you can, i just don't want to be away from you and our daughter." You smiled as he said that, how your daughter's and his bond was so strong.

"babe!!" You squeeled and hugged him and he kissed you multiple times. Just then the phone rings and he groans again.

"Its the agency, i'll have to take it, i'm so sorry!!"

"Its fine, honey." You said and he answered the call, going into the living room to talk while you watched some TV

"Thank you so much, Chris for joining us!" He said and chris smiled.

"The pleasure is all mine!"

"Is there any arrangements we can do for you?" Just as those words left his mouth, he smiles thinking of an idea.

"Yes! Could i get my wife with me? I want her to be next to me."

"Ofcourse sir! It's our pleasure to have her with us, and we can have some couple photoshoot too!"

"Thank you! See you, soon!" He says and walks to you.

Chris comes back to you and tells you that he's made arrangements for you to come with me, you denied at first but he made you to agree to it, typical christopher  and then the day comes when you had to go with him. You were nervous about something which he had completely forgot about. Announcing about your little miracle.

As soon as both of you entered, the photographers welcomed you both so warmly, and as expected they were shocked by the news, and they were happy for both of you.

As soon as chris finished his part of the work, you two had to pose together, it was all cute with him, and then the photographer requested that you should have a photo or two of your own with your bump and Chris happily agreed to it.

Just after you completed your work, you told Chris, that now seems to be the right time to tell everyone about it. No , only family and some of his close friends knew about this, so he was just concerned about how his fans and co workers would annouce, but you knew things would fall back into a perfect position.

"I posted it." He said and breathed.

"i did too!" You said and smiled.

Just a second later, yours and his phone were filled with notifications, hundreds to thousands, and all were really happy about it, because all of them understood that this was Chris's dream and you could only turn into his reality.

a week or two has passed, Chris had to go through a lot of press , and interviews where the main interest was your pregnancy. As you waited for him to get over with the last interview for the month, and after that he promised he'd take a break, he comes to you.

"How was it?" You asked as he kissed you and sat next to you.

"It was good, i was happy to tell them, how you made me happy, and they obviously wanted you, but i said you were resting."

"Thank you —*gasps* oh shit!" You said and his eyes came out if his eye sockets.

"Baby what happened?!"

"She's coming omg!! My water broke!!!" You said and he panicked, he was roaming around the house finding the baby bag, and you felt contractions, which were going on for a day which you tried to ignore.

"Chris where the fuck are you?!" You yelled, as the contractions hit you again.

"I found it!! Let's go." He said as he helped you get up and rush you to the hospital, through out the ride he didn't leave your hand, and just made you breathe, but it was true, when you're about to give birth, your temper loses, and poor Chris had to listen.

Now you were in the waiting room, with him and yours and his family started to visit you both.

"Hey!" Your mom said and rushed to hug you as you breathed.

"Hey Mom! I'm good? Are you?" You asked and she laughed at you.

"I know, the temper, i gave birth to three kids!" She said and hugged Chris, and he chuckled and stopped as soon as you gave him a death glare.

"come on! my little girl needs a break, how are you feeling honey?" Your dad says and you roll your eyes.

"P A I N!" You said and then your siblings laugh at you.

"Y/n , for real, you need to calm down, also guess what i already have done half of the preparations for my niece!!" your brother says while your sister argues with him that it was she who did it, and that made you laugh, and Chris smile looking at you.

His mother stayed longer with you but then you told her to go, because she looked tired, and she agreed, time passed and you were ready to deliver the baby, Chris started to breathe heavily, he was nervous, more than you.

"Its gonna be fine, babe!" You said and he nods

"I'll be next to you the whole time." He says and you nod.

Slowly the doctors start to give you instructions to how to push till they count till 10 and you agree to it, clearly understanding their instructions.

"Push!" They said and you pushed while your groaned and your grip on chris's hand tightened.

"You're doing amazing honey!" He encouraged and honestly, that made you stay strong till the end.

Just few more pushes later, the cries of your baby girl were heard and you sighed as both of you burts into tears. They laid your little miracle on top of you as Chris adored both of you, he starts to wipe his tears, and the doctor takes your little girl away.

"No where are you taking her!" Chris says and you chuckled at him.

"they're cleaning her, she'll be back soon, with us." You said and he looked at you with  a smile.

"You did so good today!" he says and you smiled at him.

"It wasn't possible without you." You said and he shook his head.

"You're the most strongest women i've ever seen, and  how beautiful you look today! Your glowing baby!" He says and you laugh as he pressed his lips onto yours in a sweet and filled with love kiss.

"I love you so much." He says

"I love you more!" You reply and they bring the baby back to you, and Chris holds her, tears falling from his eyes, as he met his daughter.

"She's so beautiful just like her Mama!" He says and you feel your tears falling.

"Daddy loves you and your Mama so much! He'll do everything to protect both of you!" He says as he holds her in his arms and kisses her multiple times on her head.

"Okay now, Mama also needs attention!" You said and he laughed and kissed you again, and just then you met your family, already waiting and excited to greet their grand child, neice and goddaughter.

Yours and Chris's mother couldn't hold back tears and were crying with joy, while Scott hugged you and cried and you were crying because he was crying , which made everyone laugh and later Scott Shanna, Carly and your siblings already started giving suggestions for the baby names for your little miracle.

It was the best day of your life, you for the first time witnessed how one life can bring so much happiness to so many people, and you were only concerned about your husband, who was on cloud 9 because of his happiness and you couldn't stop smiling because of him. You won't be able to forget this day ever!

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done with your request!!hope you liked it❤���

also, but Daddy!Chris is making me cry😭😭

[thatgirlstrawberry]

I Need Him

In which Y/N goes int on labor while Spencer's at work

Spencer Reid x Fem!reader

Warnings: Labor???? Fluff

Y/N was eight months pregnant. She was pregnant and on leave from her job at the BAU. She was so tired of being at home by herself all day. Hotch wouldn't even let her work with Garcia!

Spencer would call her every two hours when he wasn't with his wife.

Right now was when she got that call. Spencer was in Georgia working on a case.

Y/N's phone begam to ring. She sighed and rubbed her baby bump and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Spence."

"Y/N! How are you feeling, Love?" Spencer asked through the phone.

"I'm just as good as the last time, Spence." Y/N laughed.

"I'm just making sure that you're okay." Spencer sighed. Y/N giggled and rubbed her stomach. She felt the baby begin to kick.

"Ohhh. Spence, she's kicking." Y/N said excitedly. She heard Spencer gasp.

"That's because she can probably hear me talking. Unborn babies usually tend to get excited when they hear their parent." Spencer explained. "Okay well, we're so close to getting the unsub. I love you and baby so so so much."

"We love you to- Ah!" A sharp pain made its way through Y/N's stomach.

"Babe? Are you okay? What's wrong?" Spencer asked worriedly. The pain didn't subside.

"I- think- she's just- oh! Ah! She's just kicking a little hard today- ah!" She tried to say through gritted teeth.

"Morgan, call Garcia and tell her to pick Y/N up and take her to the hospital." Y/N heard Spencer say on the other end.

"N-no Spencer. I'm f-fine. Ugh!"

"You don't sound fine and I'm getting you to the hospital now. I'll be there in two hours and twelve minutes." Spencer rushed. Y/N sighed knowing that she wasn't going to sway his mind.

"Oh God." Y/N squeezed the arm of the couch and her eyes filled with tears. "She's not supposed to come for another month." Y/N stressed.

"I know. There shouldn't be anything wrong with her. It's not un common." Spencer said calmly. Y/N knew that he was freaking out.

"I'm not scared something will be wrong. I'm just not ready! What if I can't do it?" Spencer's wife cried. She cried through the pain and grunted. She felt something dribble down her legs.

"Spencer! My water broke!"

"Oh, just breath baby. I just got in the jet." Spencer soothed. A knock on the door made Y/N look up.

"Garcia's here." She breathed. She got up and opened the door.

"Babe! We need to go!" Garcia exclaimed, looking down at her. Y/N nodded and held the phone back up to her ear.

"Spence, I gotta go. I have to get to the hospital." Y/N smiled with tears in her eyes.

"I love you so much honey. I'll be there. Just go."

"I love you too."

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In the car ride Y/N's contractions got closer together and more painful.

"Oh, Godddddd." Y/N groaned, hovering above her seat holding on to the arm rest and the door of the car.

"It's gonna be okay sweet love." Garcia soothed as she pulled into the hospital's emergency driveway.

"Oh no! Spencer's not here! I can't do it, Penelope." Y/N cried and grunted as she endured another contraction. Penelope got out of the driver's side and went to help Y/N out.

When they got inside Penelope looked at a nurse. The nurse looked at the woman who was almost shrinking down to the ground in pain.

"Sweetheart, do you know where the father is?" The nurse asked her.

"I can't do it without him! I need him!" Y/N shouted, making everyone look at her.

"Um, he's on his way." Penelope told the nurse. The nurse nodded.

"I'm Connie and I'm gonna take real good care of you." Connie said. Y/N nodded and grunted through another contraction.

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"Gah damnit!" Y/N screamed. She squeezed the bed sheets and Penelope's hand.. She was only five centimeters dialted and it had been and it had been two hours. Spencer was supposed to be there.

"I'm sure he's just downstairs, sweet face!" Penelope grunted as Y/N squeezed her hand. When the contraction was gone Penelope tore her hand away from the pregnant woman. "I love you but, I really need to go ice my hand. Maybe I could go check the lobby to see if Spencer's here."

Y/N nodded and wiped sweat from her forehead. She leaned her head back on the flat pillow and looked up at the ceiling. A few tears escaped her eyes.

"I can't do this alone." She whispered.

"You won't be doing it alone." Y/N's head snapped up. A smile came across her face as she saw her husband standing in the doorway.

"Spencer!" He raced towards his sweaty wife and planted a small kiss On her lips.

"The rest of the team is on the way." Spencer whispered smiling at Y/N.

"What about the case?" Y/N asked. Spencer shook his head.

"They caught him right before I left."

Y/N was about to say something when a contraction hit her hard. "Ohhh! Spencer!"

Spencer grabbed his wife's hand and she squeezed it as she shut her eyes, holding her breath.

"Breathe! You can't forget to breathe." Spencer told her. Y/N nodded and let put big shaky breaths.

"I'm only five centimeters. This is going to take forever." Y/N whined as the contraction went away.

"I'm so sorry baby. I promise it's gonna be worth it."

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"God!"

Ten excruciating hours later, it was finally time to push.

Spencer was up by his wife, she was holding his hand tightly to her chest.

"Sweetheart, it's time to push." Her doctor said.

Y/N nodded and looked at Spencer. "You can do it."

"Okay 1,2,3 big push." Y/N pushed and held her breath. She whimpered and shut her eyes tightly. "Good." The doctor soothed her.

Spencer pushed sweaty hair out of Y/N's face. "And relax." The doctor instructed.

"You're doing so good." Spencer told her. She looked up at him.

"And push!"

She did. She screamed in pain. A few tears streamed down her cheeks.

"I can't do it! I can't." Y/N sobbed.

"Y/N, baby, look at me." Y/N breathed heavily and stopped pushing. She looked over at Spencer. "You can do this. You are the strongest person I know. And you are about to bring our child into the world. You can do it."

Y/N nodded and squeezed his hand tighter.

"You ready?" The doctor asked. Y/N nodded.

"I'm ready."

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Fifteen minutes later Y/N pushed her baby into the world. Spencer cut the baby's umbilical cord.

"Oh my God. We're parents." Spencer breathed as the doctor took the baby to get it cleaned. Fresh tears pooled in her eyes.

"We did it." You whispered.

Y/N's mouth dropped into an open smile as the nurse came over with their new baby girl. She was so beautiful. She already had a bunch of Spencer's hair and Y/N's eyes. The nurse handed her the baby.

"She's so beautiful." Spencer whispered. His wife nodded and looked at Spencer.

"God, she looks like you." Y/N breathed out, touching her new baby's nose. Spencer just chuckled quietly.

"Oh my god!" That was the unmistakable voice of Penelope Garcia. Her heels quickly clicked across the linoleum floor. "Oh, she's so beautiful!"

Morgan came up next. "Baby girl Reid." He smiled. "How you doing sweet lady?" Morgan asked the baby's mother.

"I'm good. I'm so good." Y/N chuckled while tearing up. "Spence, you still haven't held her." She smiled. She lifted the baby up and gently placed her in his arms.

Spencer teared up instantly and looked down at his baby girl. "Hi. I-i'm your dad." Hotch came up next to him and placed a hand on Spencer's shoulder.

"Congratulations, Reid."

Emily went to Y/N's bedside.

"Hey, I'm so proud of you." Emily said. Y/N nodded and smiled.

"Oh, I'm so happy you guys did the nasty and made this beautiful little Reid baby!" Penelope squeeled. She was now holding her.

Everyone laughed. JJ eventually got the baby.

"Wait, you never told us her name." JJ stated. Y/N and Spencer looked at each other as JJ handed Y/N the baby.

"Um, her name is... Y/D/N. Y/D/N Diana Reid." Spencer announced. Penelope squeeled again and everyone else gasped.

~~~~~

That night the team went home. Spencer was laying by Y/N's side on the hospital bed as he held Y/D/N. She was asleep. Y/N was dozing off and Spencer was stroking her head with his free hand.

"I love you so much." He whispered. "And i love our baby. And I love our life."

Y/N smiled as she heard his words.

"I love you and our baby and our life too."

Spencer got up carefully, not waking the baby and put her in the bed. He went back and laid with Y/N taking her in his arms.

"Goodnight Y/N."

"Goodnight Spence."

~~~~~~~~

I can't tell if this is good or just really cringe. But um yeah!

[nyashykyunnie]

Might as well hope on the bandwagon. May I please request a Father Xiao scenarios? Maybe his child can be a half-adeptus like ganyu (Child auto-corrected to Childe when I was typing this xD)

A/N: took me awhile to think of a Xiao hc cuz I was tryna choose between some scenarios AHWHEGW Also SAME, MY PHONE AUTCORRECTS INTO CHILDE ALL THE TIME AHAHAGAGSG AND YES XIAO HAVING A HALF-BLOOD CHILD EEE NGL HE GONNA BE EXTRA PROTECTIVE AHADHJADGS I’m so excited for this ehehh. Also tyvm for the req!!! I hope you enjoy this anon!! Btw this was supposed to be for three charas but I got carried away with xiao so ahah,.... Woops =w=;;

𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛! 𝕏𝕚𝕒𝕠 x 𝙶𝙽! 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍! ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

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Having a child, with his own blood running through your veins, you being the spitting image of him- Was the last thing Xiao could ever imagine ever happening to him.

It’s understandable that he was really shocked to know you are his. Xiao is, after all, the Conqueror Of Demons. He is more than used to being in battle, always being on high alert and ready to slash any enemy down since it isone of his duties as the Vigilant Yaksha who protects Liyue.

Xiao was very cautious around you. With your small and fragile body, he feared that even touching you was enough to kill you. The Wangshu Inn keeper had to teach him ‘how’ to hold you because Xiao’s fear of holding you might just make him stay ten feet away from you at all costs.

He watches over you from afar, always ready to strike at whatever dares to bring you harm.

Though, most of the time, the yaksha is always leaving you to Verr Goldet’s care so he can fulfill his duties. It was fine at first- Until Verr had to talk to Xiao about it. He told him that he shouldn’t be too focused  on that job. 

She told him the possibilities of his constant negligence of you, she told him you might grow “Deprived From Fatherly Affection”. Xiao was shocked of course, he didn’t really know that. 

He felt guilty, he was so blinded by not wanting to inflict any form of harm on you, he didnt expect that it’ll inevitably lead you to growing some unwanted mindsets and habits.

Xiao isn’t really one for affection, there’s no need to explain that. Majority of his skills are more on the ‘slaughter’ and ‘exorcise’ expertise.

Regardless, he is not just a protector of Liyue now, he is a ‘father’ now. Specifically your father. This new responsibility isn’t something he will run away from.

Don’t expect much from him though. Xiao is still hesitant to some extent, he’s trying to figure out how he will interact with you.

 Unlike him, you’re fragile. More fragile than glass. He’s afraid of exerting accidental force that will lead him to hurting you. You’re just too small- so small can’t even reach pass his knees(Please this yaksha is just overthinking too much)

Baby steps, that’s what he’ll do. Slow and steady so he wont be too overwhelmed.

He starts off by simply talking to you, maybe even playing with you for a bit with enough begging. Xiao slowly got used to handling you as time went by. Verr was even suprised at one point when she saw Xiao handling you during your tantrums. 

Xiao made good progress with you. He didnt even know that he was unconciously getting attached to you, he didnt know that he adored your presence. He didn’t realize that he gets a little frustrated when he needs to leave you behind. Xiao developed his ‘father instincts’ to such a level to the point that he sometimes wished his Yaksha responsibilties were less demanding.

When you are trouled with nightmares- Xiao will put some stuff to wardoff evil. Though, he also heard that child mortals are more effectively comfoted if they are sung a lullaby, so he’ll do that. Just... Don’t tell anyone else or that will be your last (maybe)

The immortal sometimes even comes home with new clothes since he knew that children grow and he wouldn’t want to see you struggling with the small fit ofyour clothing. He also makes sure to put some spells on them too to ward off evil.

 Xiao unconciously spoils you, his mind always drifting; ‘Maybe they’ll like something like that. Mortal children I’ve seen are fond of those stuff’.  Naturally, he’ll make a way to afford that small gift for you. If he cant, then he’ll just learn how to make it himself.

He loves you, he just doesnt know how to convey that. Being an adepti, being raised as a machine for war- Love wasn’t something he is great at. But even if it’s that, he’ll still strive for you secretly. Xiao will no doubt make the most descreet efforts to adore you. He still doubts himself even after all the progress he’s made in becoming close to you.

“Silk Flowers!” You squeel in delight as you spotted a bouquet of it from afar. You dash off from Xiao’s side, making the adepti startled and call out your name.

But still you were a child, of course you just kept running and running until the ground beneath you rumbled at what seems like caused from footsteps. Your feet wobbled and almost knocked you off of your feeting. Then it stopped, a huge shadow looming over your small figure. You look up only to have the color of your face drained.

“D-Daddy!” You cried out in absolute horror, falling down to the ground. You were terrified, how could you not? Monsters were real, and one of those monsters was about to murder you in cold blood. “Daddy! Help!”

Just at the beast was about to swing it’s flaming axe towards you- The  wind shifted, as if slicing through the air and knocking back the mitachurl.

“How dare such filthy demon dare to even make their presence in front of my child, let alone even dare to strike!” Xiao growled, his eyes flaming gold from raw fury as he walked with the air dancing violently around him. “ I’ll make you pay”

Xiao’s voice was flooded with resentment, his primodial jade radiated as it felt it’s master’s sudden abundance in power. He spun it as his Yaksha mask formed in his face. At the roar of the enemy, Xiao leapt forward, striking the demon in overwhelming speed. He moved so fast it’s too the point the mitachurl wasn’t given any chance to react. But was it done? No, not even a little bit. That demon frightened you to the point your voice faltered in calling him. He has seen you in tears but never to this extent. Xiao was fuming as he plunged down, his anemo spears stabbing the enemy with no hint of sympathy. 

When he finally finished the kill, Xiao’s mask disintegrated and immediately walked to your crying state. He clicked his tounge, feeling a huge pang in his heart as he saw you this disheveled.

“Da-daddy!” You wailed, reaching your arms out for him desperately as your tears clouded your eyes. “Waah!”

He wanted to scold you, he really did. But the sight of you crying like this made the words stuck in his throat. Xiao instead lifted you in his arms, letting you bury your face on the crook of his neck and sob freely. You soaked his shoulder and Xiao didn’t complain, he just rubbed your back to let you know he is there.

“Does anywhere hurt?” His nonlachant voice rung in your ears softly, stealing your attention. “If there is, better tell me now or those wounds will cause  further damage in you.”

“[Y-y/n] is bad.” You hicupped. “[Y/N] is so bad daddy is now ou-ouchie. Daddy now hates [Y-Y/N]”

“Hate? You mortals have odd ways of thinking” Xiao sounded a little rough, making you flinch. “Don’t be ridiculous, I would never bear such hostility towards you. Moreover, I’m not hurt. I’ve lived for thousands of years, pain is something minimal for an adepti such as myself.”

He scoffed.

“On the other hand, your life is counted by only one hand. You have yet to experience what life will truly bring you.” Xiao’s voice started to soften bit by bit as he softly squeezes your small body towards him more “However, I am your father. If darkness decides to crawl at your feet and even when you are frigthened of what’s ahead- Call out my name. I’ll always be there.”

“Da-daddy promises?” You look up to stare at his amber orb. “Daddy will make monsters go bye-bye?”

“Yes” He simply answered. “Now stop your noisy crying, we’re going back to eat.”

He appears cold, his way of talking always straight to the point, but still he loves you. Adeptus Xiao, the guardian yaksha, his power will not simply be used in order to slaughter the darkness creeping around Liyue. With his Vision and might as Alatus, the Golden-Winged King,... He will protect you at all costs and raise you no matter how he is troubled regarding his difficulty in making much of emotions.

You are one his greatest gifts, a treasure he will sincerely hold in his heart forevermore. It doesn’t matter if his karmic binds attack him, he will venture out of it for you. 

A/N: AIGHHTT AAAA ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITTING FOR XIAO HNNN, Did I do good??? AAAA I DUNNO AHDKSGF. I hope you all liked it hngghhhh ;___; Also I’m sorry for being inactive a lot AAAAA, school is starting to get mre and more demanding. I have more hcs upcoming so dw! I wont end up completely turning into a dead ghost!

[fanfic-chan]

Overworked

So uh, this is actually the first t-word fic I've ever written, and I'm pretty nervous about posting it since I'm so new to it, but I want to give it a try anyways since it will give me more practice with things like this, and I find this kind of content really adorable and fluffy overall. Feel free to send any constructive criticism my way. I really want to improve on my writing!

ALL OF MY FICS ARE COMPLETELY SFW!

ALL OF MY FICS ARE PLATONIC UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE!

Warnings: This is a SFW tickle fic. Don't like, don't read!

Thanks for reading!^^

Lers: Bakusquad

Lee: Deku

"He's been in there muttering to himself for hours. Iida and I have tried everything to get him to take a break, but he won't listen. He's to stressed out about the math test coming up next week to relax." Uraraka sighed at the kitchen counter, where she was currently ranting to Mina about Deku. The poor guy had been on edge for the last two days about said math test, and no amount of study help or prompting from either of his two friends had been able to get him to chill out even a little.

Iida, who had been leaning against the counter, nodded in agreement. "I admire his dedication to his schoolwork, but I'm afraid the level of stress he's worked himself into is quite unhealthy." The class rep stated, adjusting his glasses.

"So the nerd is overworking himself again, eh?" Bakugou suddenly growled from the doorway, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero at his heels.

"I'm afraid so. He's quite worked up. I'm not even sure he slept properly last night." Iida answered, brow furrowed in concern for his green haired friend.

"Ugh! At this rate the idiot will start falling behind in training, which means I won't be able to beat him at 100%." The explosive blonde grumbled in annoyance, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes in thought, though it mostly just looked like he was angry. After a moment, an evil grin slowly spread across his face. "Oi, Roundface, Four Eyes, watch and learn. The rest of you extras follow my lead. We'll teach that nerd what'll happen to him when he decides to overwork himself."

He cracked his knuckles dramatically as he started to stalk into the common room. Iida and Uraraka would have went after him if not for Kirishima. 

"Don't worry. I won't let him hurt him." He promised before taking off after his grenade of a best friend, the rest of the Bakusquad following soon after, both concerned and curious.

Not a moment later the two of them heard a startled yelp and then… Laughter?! What the heck?!

"GYAH! KAHAHACCHAAAN! STAHAHAHAAAP!! WHAHAT ARE YOU DOHOING?!?!"

Izuku wasn't quite sure how he'd gotten into this mess. One second he'd been sitting on the couch in the common room, fretting over some math he'd been having trouble with, and the next, he'd been tackled and pinned to the floor by Bakugou, who was now straddling him and digging his thumbs into his hips.

It took only a few seconds for him to realize what he was doing. When they were younger, his childhood friend used to take great pleasure in dominating him in tickle fights, which didn't take much considering how weak he'd been back then, combined with just how sensitive he was. Even so, this was pretty shocking considering that these 'tickle wars' as Bakugou used to call them, had stopped when they'd entered middle school.

He would be lying if he said he didn't kinda miss them at times. But why start them again now after so long?

"What do you think your doing overworking yourself you nerd?! Do you want to fall behind in training?! Huh?! Is that it?!" His childhood friend demanded sharply as he continued to mercilessly tickle the smaller boy into oblivion.

"I- IHIHI WHAHAHAT?! IHIHIS THAHAT WHAT THIHIS IS ABOHOUT?!" He questioned in surprise, trying his hardest to pry the angry blonde's hands away from his hips. Had it always been this bad?!

Suddenly, finally, it stopped just as quickly as it started, but his friend still didn't get off of him or even move his hands from the dreaded hotspot, which only fed into the greenettes worries, and he giggled nervously.

"You extras just gonna stand there or what? I told you to follow my lead, not stand there like a bunch of idiots! You wanna be next?!"

And that's when Izuku realized he had an audience, and he instantly blushed in embarrassment, covering his face with his hands and groaning through his excess giggling.

This couldn't possibly get any worse could it?

Apparently it could, he realized, when suddenly when he peeked out to see his former audience gathering around him with mischievous grins on their faces.

"Hey there Midoriya buddy. Why didn't you tell us you were ticklish?" Kirishima asked, a teasing little glint in his eye.

Oh crud.

And the next thing he knew, his hands had been taped above his head and pinned there, courtesy of Sero, and he was thrown back into hysterics as Bakugou resumed digging into his hotspot with the others following suit. Mina and Sero were scribbling at his sides, tummy, and ribs, while Kirishima and Kaminari squeezed at his thighs gently while simultaneously keeping him from kicking out.

His sudden inability to squirm away from the sensations seemed to only increase his sensitivity, and his laughter went up an octave. 

Despite this, he didn't beg them to stop just yet. He just arched his back and laughed freely, almost as if he were having fun.

That's when Bakugou decided to get mean.

"What's the matter with you nerd? To weak to fight back? Or is it that you enjoy it? Huh? Is that it? Heh. Does little Deku still think this is fun like when we were kids?"

"NOHOHOHO!! KAHAHACCHAHAHAN!! DON'T TEHEHEASE MEHEHEHEHE!!!" He started to struggle a bit more now, desperately pulling at his trapped hands but to no avail. It took a few more minutes, but then, finally, he'd started to reach his limits, and began to beg.

"OKAYOKAYOKAHAHAY!! PLEHEHEASE! STAHAHAHAAAP!!"

"You gonna stop overworking yourself nerd? Are you gonna take a break now?" Bakugou demanded, not letting up just yet even though the others had begun to slow down. 

"YEHEHEHESSSS!!! I PROHOHOMISE!! PLEASE STAHAHAHAP!!"

With that, his childhood finally let up and got off of him with a satisfied smirk, the others stopping as well and backing off as he curled into a ball, still giggling.

"That was adorable." Mina squeeled, bouncing a bit.

"Hehe. You alright dude?" Kaminari asked after a moment, kneeling down to pat his hysterical friend on the shoulder as Sero released his trapped hands.

"Hehehehe! Yeah!" The greenette answered, sitting up a bit to face them all, eyes sparkling with joy despite his deep blush. "Why'd you guys do that though? Kacchan?" He turned to the atomic blonde, who had already started to leave the room, but he stopped when Izuku called out to him and turned to face the exhausted greenette. 

"It doesn't count as a win if I don't beat you when your at your best, so I can't have you overworking yourself. Tch. Deku. You idiot." 

Izuku blinked for a second at the answer, but then smiled a bit and nodded. Maybe his childhood friend still cared after all. The blonde rolled his eyes and started to head back up the stairs before suddenly stopping again, but this time with the same evil smirk as before. Izuku couldn't help but cover his hips with his arms protectively, little titters of laughter escaping him once more.

But Bakugou just turned to the kitchen door, where Iida and Uraraka had apparently been watching the whole thing, much to Izuku's embarrassment. "Oi you two," He called over to them, "Next time the idiot decides to do something dumb, just do that to him. Works everytime, and besides," and at this point he made eye contact with Izuku and smiled sadistically, "The little dork likes it too, isn't that right Deku?"

That little-

And then he was gone before Izuku could answer, the Bakusquad trailing after him with amused grins still on their faces, leaving Izuku to melt in a pool of his own embarrassment, and then nervous excitement when he spotted his two best friends grinning at him as if they'd just been given a wonderfully useful piece of information.

Well, he supposed they had in a way, and it looked like this wouldn't be the last time something like this happened to him in the dorms.

And as embarrassing as it was, he couldn't help but feel a bit excited about it.

I really hope you all enjoyed this. Feel free to send any prompts if you want, though I'm not going to do anything with shipping. Just platonic stuff for now unless it's something I decide to do on an impulse. Thank you!^^

[ultralovedeluxe]

Yandere! Josuke with prompts #5 and #69

Hey everyone! This was requested by @mochimizuki121. I apologize for this taking so long, I’ve never written for Josuke and I think he came out a bit ooc, I hope this came out nicely though. Requests are still open!

‘Just what do you think you’re doing? Put that phone down!’

‘They thought they could tear us apart, so I had to put a stop to them!’

Warnings: 18 year old Josuke, female reader, yandere behaviors, mentions of violence?, non/dub con, nsfw towards the end.

  Cherry blossoms are meant to symbolize good fortune and represent love. Love should be the primary emotion you should feel when under a cherry blossom tree. So when you asked Josuke to meet you under a cherry blossom tree near the school, Josuke was ecstatic. Why else would his lovely, little girlfriend ask him to meet under a cherry blossom tree? To Josuke, these meanings had to be true. He was a firm believer.

 You, however, not so much.

 In fact, cherry blossoms have a double meaning. Cherry blossoms also represent death or the end of something. And sadly, this was the only meaning accurate to you.

 “So [first]-chan, why did you invite me here? Is it something important?” Josuke could hardly contain his excitement, it had to be great. Was he finally going to meet your parents? Were you both going on a date together? Were you finally going to let him-

 “Josuke, I’m glad you came, and yes it is very important..” you said trying not to just yell at your pompadour-haired boyfriend. His puppy-dog expression was starting to get to you, and in all realness, making this a lot harder than it was supposed to be. 

 “So, what is it babe? C’mon you can’t keep me waiting, I want to know!”

 You grit your teeth, god this really is going to be hard. You almost feel nauseous in doing so. You are going to wound his boyish pride so bad right now, but you know it’s for the best, hell it was for your well-being.

 “Please just listen to me Josuke. I..I want to break up” you said, trying not to mumble any words; you wanted him to hear you loud and clear, even though to some extent it hurt you too. It just had to be done. You couldn’t be in this relationship anymore. 

 Josuke wanted to believe that you said something else, you HAD to have said something else. You didn’t want to break up with him, you were just confused right? No..he swore he’d done everything right. He was a good boyfriend, he asked his mom for advice, he asked Jotaro for advice, where or what did he do wrong? Josuke tried hard to let his lip wobble at the news, let alone cry.

 “Was it something I did? Please tell me, is it because I’m overbearing? I promise I’ll try my best to be better! I-I’ll get rid of my video games if I have to, please [first] don’t leave me-” Josuke pleaded with you, but you couldn’t have this conversation much longer. “I’m sorry Josuke, we can still be friends..I just can’t be with you anymore, I hope you understand” you said walking away from the tree and Josuke. It hurt, but you knew this was the right descion. At the moment though, you didn’t want to face the male; you wanted to avoid him as much as possible.

 Josuke however, felt devastated, betrayed almost. How could you have ended your relationship you had? He had been a good boyfriend right? Did you find someone else? No, you couldn’t have, you loved him, you were just getting confused at the moment. You must be getting brainwashed or something. He felt Crazy Diamond manifest behind him, and he gripped his fist.  He will get to the bottom of this. He will find out who gave you the idea that he was a bad partner. You just don’t understand how much he loves you. ‘No, please don’t leave me [first]’

-

 “So did you do it?”

 You looked over to your classmate, Rikka asked almost desperately. “Of course I did, but I still feel awful about it..Is- Is it true that he’s a thug?” you mumbled sensing a feeling of dread just thinking about it. You loved Josuke, but if what your friend was saying was true, you couldn’t possibly stay with him much longer. In fact, Rikka wasn’t the only girl who warned you about Josuke. “Come on [first]-chan, haven’t you noticed the way he dresses? Only delinquents dress like that. Not to mention the hair” she told you, mumbling the final part (since it’s known that Josuke hates when people insult his hair). You shook your head, “Thank you so much for telling me Rikka-chan, I don’t know what I’ve done if my parents caught me dating a thug. But..I really did love Josuke..”

 Rikka gave you an an assertive smile, “Don’t worry [first], there’s other guys here in school. I’m sure there’s at least two who have a thing for you, you’ll get over Higashikata-san eventually, now come on it’s almost time for class” she said picking up her bag and walking towards the lockers. You smiled and nodded in response. “I’ll meet you there just let me get my pen, I left it in my purse” you said walking towards her. “You’re always so forgetful!” Rikka joked.

 Not far from the lockers, Josuke was standing there, listening to every word that came from your mouth. “Oi Okuyasu, what’s that girl’s name?” Josuke asked his fellow stand user and friend. “That’s Minamino Rikka, I think I have a few classes with her. She’s kinda cute no?” Okuyasu said walking back to the classroom they were in. ‘Not as cute as my [first]-chan’ Josuke thought as he tried to contain his anger. He wasn’t completely mad at you, he was more mad at that ‘Rikka’ for getting those sick thoughts into your head. He wasn’t a ‘thug’, he was a good guy! In fact he was the perfect boyfriend for you. He was sure you knew it too, you were just getting fed lies. Maybe he’d have to teach that girl a lesson for messing with his darling..

-

 “I heard you dumped Josuke, he’s a drag huh. You should go out with a real man. So how about it [first]-chan? Wanna go on a date with me?”

 You knew who this was. This was Fungami Yuya, he wasn’t exactly a heartthrob, but he did have his fair share of fans. However, you knew he wasn’t good news, despite how charming he looked. You had heard from Josuke that he was a motorcycle gang member, right off the bat you have to refuse. “I’m sorry Yuya, we don’t know each other very well, and besides-” you tried to just waltz your way out of the situation, but Yuya persisted. “Please [first]-chan, give me a chance, I genuinely want to ask you to-” 

 “What the hell are you doing near my girlfriend?!”

 You looked back at the entrance of the classroom to see Josuke, already fuming with anger. You never liked it when Josuke got angry, you always felt like whoever the person he was getting angry at was in complete danger. Not to mention you always feel like there’s another presence in the room when he does get angry. “Josuke please!-”

 Soon, the space between Josuke and Yuya got smaller, “Are you asking for a fight? What gives you the right to talk to my girlfriend that way? She’s taken. Plus where are your groupies anyway?” Josuke asked, but at this point, he was close to just beat him up with Crazy Diamond.

 “I’ll handle this doll-” Yuya muttered to you while placing a quick kiss on your forehead, before going back to facing Josuke. “Josuke, what’s the deal? You two aren’t together anymore, everyone knows it-”

 “Don’t let history repeat itself Yuya. You know what I can do to you. You wouldn’t want to go back to the hospital again would you?” by that point, Crazy Diamond had already manifested itself behind Josuke, and it’s glare was quite terryfying. Yuya gulped at the sight of the other stand, before leaving the classroom you were in. You wanted to leave the room as well, but before you could even get up from your seat on your own terms, Josuke had already dragged you across the hall.

 “Josuke! Let me go! You’re hurting me! I thought we weren’t together anymore!” you squeeled trying to get someone’s attention. It didn’t seem like anyone would hear you though, because Josuke had shoved you into one of the unused bathroom stalls. “Shut your whore mouth. We are together, you didn’t mean to break up with me right? It was just that people kept lying to you about me..” he said in a rather harsh tone before quieting down. Truth be told, you were scared. This wasn’t the Josuke you fell in love with. “I don’t.. I-you hurt me [first]. When you broke up with me, I was heartbroken. But when I found out that Rikka and those other girls were feeding you lies, I knew I had to protect you. They tried to tear us apart, so I put a stop to them” Josuke said holding you in place.

 “What the hell are you talking about? What did you do to them?” actually, you didn’t want to find out. Right now you had to get away from Josuke. You kicked him below the belt and ran from the bathroom. You didn’t even know where you were running to, as long as it was away from Josuke, you felt safe. You locked yourself in a gym closet, you just had to buy some time. There was only a few more minutes before school ended, you just had to be patient. You pulled out your cellphone and tried to dial your mother’s phone number.

 “Just what do you think you’re doing? Put that phone down now! Now you’re seriously going to get it” you heard Josuke right across from you. How did he find you so quickly? You were sure you had locked the door. It doesn’t matter now because your phone was snatched from your hands by none other than your ex-boyfriend. Although you knew it was useless, you tried to crawl away because panic and fear ran thorough your mind. 

 “Why are you trying to run away from me [first], I’m just doing this because I love you so much. How about I show you how much I love you” Josuke said holding you by the hips, getting you closer to him. You tried to release yourself from his grasp, “No! Josuke please I don’t want this! I don’t want this relationship! Please!” you tried to reason with him. but it seems you made him even more angrier. “I really wanted you to enjoy this, but I guess you want a punishment instead..” he growled making you face him. This really wasn’t the Josuke you once loved, this was a monster.  He then used Crazy Diamond to rip open your clothes..

-

 Loud moans and gasps filled the small closet you and Josuke where in. You were fully naked, while he had his pants down. Josuke left red marks on your hips from where his nails kept digging into your skin. You felt drool drip down your mouth as Josuke kept thrusting into you at a inhuman speed. “You see..this is why you shouldn’t try to break up with me. I know you still love me. You won’t ever leave me after this” Josuke groaned into your ear while kissing your neck roughly. You only moaned in response, you felt like if he didn’t stop now, you were going to pass out. You wanted to hate him, oh how desperately you wanted to hate him. However, there was no denying how good he’s making you feel. “Josuke..please I’m close” you gasped as you clinged onto him. “Yes! Yes [first] let it all out! Let me know how good I made you feel!” He said, his thrusts getting more sloppy and impatient. 

 Not even a few moments after, you climaxed, with Josuke following soon after. You were gently placed on the floor by none other than Josuke. You were completely exhausted, you just wanted to go home. “You were amazing [first], I hope you remember this moment. Don’t ever run from me okay?” he said laying next to you. He placed one final kiss on your lips.

“I love you..”

[futurewriter2000]

A new kind of summer

A/N: The original was supposed to be way way WAY different but I changed it and made it a bit fluffy. I don’t know why this idea came into my mind but I’m glad it did. I think it’s cute. I hope you like it. 

REQUEST: Hello thereee! Are you taking requests for Dead Poets Society? If you are, can I request a Charlie Dalton x female reader? I don't have a specific plot in mind, but I want it with lots of fluff 😂 By the way, I apologize for my English they're not my native language and they're awful 😭 thank you for your time! ♥️ (I have read almost all of your stories and they are awesome, I really love them!)

XX

Summer. Some people call it the best time of the year. You call it a season of sweating and working your ass off to pay tuition for college. 

You’ve never really wanted to work three jobs but it was the only option for you. Your father wanted to wife you to a lawyer, you wanted to forge your own future. You’ve promised yourself you’re going to be your own woman. You’ve come this far and you will continue to prove everybody else wrong about you. You were not made to marry a rich lawyer. You had more potential than just be a housewife. 

So you put your apron on and your best smile, serving all the customers that came in and out of the diner. 

“Anything else that comes with that coffee?” you heard one of them say and you immediately rolled your eyes, ready to snap at whoever was sitting behind you. 

“Serve you out through the door-” you turned around to see two familiar brown eyes cockily grinning back at you. “Charlie?!” you smiled as he leaned forward. 

“The one and only!” he continued to smile wider as you tried to bring yourself together from the sudden shock. 

“Wha- how-”

“I expect a hug before I answer you any questions.” he continued to give you the cocky grin until you walked around the counter and gave him a hug. 

You see, you and Charlie were in a friend group. One specific friend group that was only reserved for all the kids that lived in the neighbor lake houses in this place. Since kids, summer was reserved for the place at the lake, where kids from all sorts of places came and met each other. The town was small, that was why everybody knew everybody but nothing was better than the summers with Charlie Dalton, Matias Howell, Knox Overstreet, Jamie Saint-Clair, Anna Adams and many more. - And the memories of all those summers came rushing back when you were holding Charlie in your arms. 

“Look at you- you work here.” he smiled and you nodded, going back behind the counter. 

“I do work here and at the motel and I babysit. Every summer.” 

“Wow! Three jobs.”

“Have to pay for college.” you smiled, pouring him a cup of coffee. “How about you- I heard about the-”

“You have?” he furrowed his eyebrows.

“Mums talk, Dalton. You know them and their gossips.” you tried to relax him from the metnion.

“Yeah, well. I really don’t like talking about it.”

 “You don’t have to.” you said, seeing one of the customers raising their hand. “I’ll be right back.” you said, going to the customer and giving them the receipt. 

He watched you as the man paid you and watched your ass when you left. He shot him a nasty glare before turning back to you. 

You’ve gotten taller, your breast got bigger since the last time he saw you, your hips wider, your thighs stronger, your hair changed completely, your skin tanner- “You’ve grown up since I last saw you.” he said before he could stop himself. “A real woman.” he wiggled his eyebrows as you rolled your eyes. 

“Are you flirting with me, Charlie Dalton?” 

“I don’t think flirting is a sin, do you?” he asked, wiggling them again as you continued to watch him from the corner of your eyes, smirk placed underneath. 

“You know what you did to me when I was a kid?” you leaned forward on the counter, only an inch apart. 

He shook his head biting his lip and glancing between your eyes and your lips.”Crushing on me?” 

“No. I was crushing on Knox and you-” you poked his shoulder as he chuckled, knowing excatly what followed. “- you made the poor quiet and shy me embarrass myself in front of him.”

“You blush a lot. You’re cute when you blush.” he said, almost humming the words that came out of his mouth and leaning forward. 

“Well, I’m not quiet or shy anymore.” you leaned back and started washing the glasses. 

“I’d like to see that personally- maybe somewhere alone.” he winked and you narrowed your eyes at him, shaking your head. 

“You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

“I do. It’s a gift to be honest.”

 “A curse, I’d say.”

“Oh, come on, darls. You and me isn’t such a bad idea- and Knox already has a girl, so you’re lost with him.” 

“I haven’t seen Knox since I was sixteen, Dalton. He wasn’t all I ever thought about plus when I think about it, he wasn’t my type at all.” 

“That’s good to hear.” he said with a smug expression on his face. 

“You’re smiling...” you pointed at his face with your pen. “Why are you smiling? Oh-!” you gasped, coverin your mouth with your hand and letting out laughs. 

He lowered his head in an embarrased smile but didn’t deny it nor hide it away. He bravely, looked you in the eyes and leaned back.

“You had a crush on me? On ME?!” you squeeled and he laughed. 

“You make it sound impossible.”

“It was- Charlie I had no idea what my hair back then was-my eyebrows were sewed together, my pimples were enormous and I was shy and quiet girl who got picked on by...” you continued to smile, walking forward and poking his chest with your pen. “...you.” 

“I was a kid, (Y/n). I tried to embarras you in front of Knox because I wanted you to think you have zero chances with him. It’s illogical now but then it made quite a lot of sense to me.” he continued to grin as you poured another customer coffee. “Plus, I liked the hair but the eyebrows really were a disaster.” he started to tease and you threw your pen at his face, hitting the side of his head. 

“You know usually when you embarras someone and pick on them, they won’t make them like you.” you leaned forward but his grin was still not wiped off. 

Instead he glanced between your eyes and your lips, licked his bottom lip and stretched the grin even wider, up until the mischiviousness reached his eyes and he put his hand under your jaw and pulled you into a kiss. Short but slow and deep, as he always wanted to do it. 

Shocked by his action when he pulled away, you felt the heat rise on your cheeks and your mind go speechless. You stared as he continued to smile.

Crunching his nose, he grabbed the cup in his hand and chugged it down. “Been in love with you since we were seven, (y/n)(y/l/n) and since then I knew I’m going to marry you.”

“You’re crazy.” you laughed, putting your hand under your chin and brushing your thumb over your lips. 

“Crazy enough to come and find you-  ‘because when I was feeling most alone, my thoughts found my way to you and soon, did my heart and body.’” he placed his hand on his chest. “Charlie Dalton.” he winked. 

“So now, you’re a poet?” 

“Somewhere there, yes.” he started backing away.

“I still don’t trust you.”

“Oh, honey. You’ll grown to love me.”