#unless we count some of seth's thoughts.

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minnie's birthday ssr vignette!

yes i forgot about allen's birthday but didn't forget about minnie's birthday. yes. but also i just kinda didn't know what to do for his birthday

BUT ANYWAY YES IT'S SETH'S BRAINCELL'S BIRTHDAY!!! THE MOUSE GIRL (even though she's not a beastwoman) BIRTHDAY!!

@taruruchi @scarabiaa your ocs are mentioned!

[ part 1 ]

[ ramshackle dorm - birthday party venue ]

minnie: ...

minnie: ".. he will come, right?"

minnie: "it's not like him to be so late-"

seth: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MINNIE-CHAN!!

minnie: y-you scared me!..

seth: haha, sorry..

seth: actually, can i sit down? i'm just.. kinda tired, hehe..

minnie: ah, right, everyone had to hold like.. three birthday parties in one day, if i recall correctly?

seth: yeah, and i had to interview both ortho-chan and ivy-chan..

minnie: huh? in that order? i thought ivy will make you interview her first-

seth: no, she said that i absolutely have to interview ortho-chan first, actually.

seth: though she also wanted me to interview you first and she was kinda torn between you and ortho-chan, but then i said that i want you to be the last, so that i don't have to worry about having to go anywhere else.

minnie: "i'm scared to imagine how her interview went.. two extremely chaotic people in one room.."

seth: but anyway, now i'm here to interview my favorite vice prefect!

minnie: i'm the only vice prefect that you have.

seth: i actually wanted to make jay-chan my second vice prefect, but when i told him about it, he screamed and hid under his bed.

seth: so yeah. probably not a good idea.

seth: eh, it's okay, i believe in him. he will come out of his shell when he's ready.

minnie: you sure have a lot of faith in him..

seth: anyway, let's begin!

seth: so, how are you feeling, minnie-chan?

minnie: surprisingly, i feel good. mostly.

seth: "mostly"? is something wrong?

minnie: it's okay. it's kind of my fault anyway.

seth: what?? but you're literally perfect! how can it be your fault?

minnie: well, uh..

minnie: since i'm.. kind of, you know, not exactly nice to most nrc students..

minnie: y-yeah, a lot of them have either forgot about my birthday or tried really hard to avoid me.

seth: ...

minnie: i'm alright though. i don't need attention from them anyway.

minnie: and i kinda deserve it.

seth: .. murder is not an option, is it?

minnie: what did you just say?

seth: never mind. i feel like i got possessed for a second.

seth: listen. it's true that you could have been a little bit nicer to them. just a little bit.

seth: but also.. i kinda understand why you treat them like this.

minnie: .. yeah.

minnie: most nrc students are very unreliable, selfish, rude, cruel, or they're just idiots.

minnie: i guess you could say i can be judgemental because of those particular students being guys and i'm.. fine, i admit, i'm kind of scared of them, but hey, just look at the numbers-

seth: ivy-chan had set her hair on fire yesterday.

minnie: .. she doesn't count.

seth: but i'm glad to see you slowly opening up! you're doing so great! it's good to see that you're finally admitting that you're just scared of them and you don't exactly hate them.

seth: and also, i agree that i did most of the work to hold this party for you, but i asked some people for help.

minnie: yeah, like jay?

seth: not only him. let me think..

seth: taru-chan, ivy-chan, ace-chan and deuce-chan..

seth: ah, sebek-chan agreed to help too, though very reluctantly.

minnie: .. huh?

seth: silver-chan agreed too, even though he doesn't know you that well. he's so sweet, don't you think?

seth: ah, and riddle-chan was too busy, sadly..

minnie: what do you mean, sebek out of all people agreed to help??

seth: yeah, i was surprised too!

seth: he left almost immediately after we were done though.

minnie: .. *sighs*

minnie: of course he would.

[ part 2 ]

seth: okay, next question!

seth: minnie-chan, how do you feel about celebrating your birthday in twisted wonderland?

minnie: not that bad, actually.

seth: wow, really??

minnie: well, my previous birthdays weren't.. that fun.

seth: .. ah.

seth: "i can relate, haha.."

minnie: so surprisingly, this birthday isn't that bad.

minnie: like some people even wished me a happy birthday. sure, most students have either ignored me or even tried to run away from me, but that's better than celebrating it all alone.

seth: and how do you feel about twisted wonderland in general?

minnie: well..

minnie: ...

seth: come on, admit that you like it.

minnie: who said i like it?

minnie: i don't like earth and i don't like twisted wonderland. it's simple as that.

seth: *sighs* is there anything in this world that you like?

minnie: my dolls.

seth: oh, right.

seth: wait, speaking of that!

seth: i almost forgot.. here you go.

minnie: .. what is this?

seth: it's your birthday gift from me!

minnie: ...

minnie: .. wait, you made dresses for them??

seth: yep! i mean, your dolls already have some outfits made by me, but i wanted to make more.

seth: and you seem to like them a lot, so.. yeah!

minnie: .. thanks.

seth: do you like these?

minnie: .. *nods*

seth: hehe, i'm glad!

seth: i tried to make them fit their personalities and aesthetics too, since i remember everything you had told me about them.

minnie: wait, i just noticed.. they actually look so much like something my girls would wear..

minnie: u-um.. again, thanks.

seth: you're welcome~ anything for the birthday girl.

seth: speaking of gifts, did you receive any gifts from other students?

minnie: no, you're the first one.

seth: what??

minnie: i told you, i'm not that popular.

seth: and so what? not being popular doesn't mean you don't deserve any gifts!

seth: jay-chan actually wanted to try and make something for you and even asked for my help, so he's probably just too shy to give it to you. i'll talk to him about it.

minnie: listen, i'm just a magicless student from ramshackle. it's not a big deal-

seth: .. what do you mean, it's not a big deal??

seth: hello, is this minnie lynley i'm talking to? i just know that if someone forgot about my birthday, you would be ready to go and kill them.

seth: and also, don't you like to say things like "even though i'm magicless, i'm just as smart and strong as you all"? doesn't that mean that you deserve to have your birthday celebrated just as everyone else does?

minnie: .. i-i guess.

minnie: sorry. maybe i'm just trying to comfort myself that way.

seth: it's okay. just don't say bad things about yourself.

seth: and i'm sure you will get a gift from someone later today~

[ part 3]

seth: we're getting closer to the end, minnie-chan.

minnie: you will get a break after this, right?

seth: w-well..

minnie: don't tell me you have something to draw or to read or.. uh, i don't want to say like the whole list of your hobbies.

seth: no, no, it's not that, haha..

minnie: .. you've got a date after this?

seth: .. y-yeah-

minnie: seth, i swear, you have to learn how to spend time alone.

seth: but i know how to do that!

seth: "i know how to do that better than most students here."

seth: and hey, i'm sure silver-chan won't mind me taking a nap with him if i feel tired.

seth: honestly, i feel like he'd also tell me to get some rest, haha.

seth: i know, me and you should bring silver-chan and sebek-chan with us and go on a double date one day-

minnie: me and sebek are not even dating.

seth: that can easily be changed!

seth: anyway, do you have any plans for this day?

minnie: no, i don't think i have.

minnie: i'll probably just chill here. i want to get at least one day that i won't have to spend worrying about something.. or someone.

seth: haha, you mean jay-chan, right?

minnie: .. yeah, sure.

seth: it's okay though. you deserve to do anything you want today. it's your birthday, after all.

seth: but also, i wish you would start talking to other students more.

minnie: .. i don't even know what to talk about.

seth: anything! literally anything! i'm sure there's a lot of students who have a personality that's similar to yours or maybe they have the same interests as you..

seth: you should just open up a little, okay? there's nothing to be scared of!

minnie: seth, there's at least ten reasons why we should be scared of those guys.

seth: u-uh..

seth: you know what helped me a lot? thinking about those reasons as something that makes them more attractive-

minnie: i'm not gonna do that.

seth: okay, okay..

seth: .. hm.

seth: you don't have any plans for the rest of the day, right?

minnie: i told you i don't.

seth: great! then we can go somewhere together after my date with silver-chan!

minnie: you were supposed to rest-

seth: i will! but like, later.

seth: oh, oh, we should bring jay-chan with us too! i have so many ideas..

seth: wait, oh no, i gotta go. silver-chan is probably already waiting for me.

minnie: "i'm pretty sure silver has fallen asleep on his way to whatever place they were supposed to meet at."

minnie: okay, have fun. but again, promise me you will get at least some rest.

seth: i will, i will. again, happy birthday, minnie-chan!

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can you guys tell i love werewolves?

quick background info: i like to imagine reader as charlie's "adopted shortly after bella left him" kid. so she's close w bella but also kinda lagging behind when it comes to hearing about whats going on around her. this also takes place in eclipse <3

!!! i took some inspiration from @the-wolf-moon-diaries' Hold a Light Back to My Soul and the idea from @lunajay33's My Beast and i highly recommend their stories!

i definitely gotta write a pt 2 where we meet up again, don't i? damn

weird dog ... seth clearwater x reader

word count: 1512, warnings: swearing, running away, giant wolf?? a tad boring

Some days can be rough as hell around here, and dealing with them can be just as hard. There's not much to do in Forks, besides drive down to La Push, or wander in and out of the small stores around town, or even wander the hiking trails. But regardless, you need out, you gotta go.

Everything keeps piling up, looming over you, and it's all about to come crashing down. You're sick of hearing about some vampire army, and Bella's stupid love triangle, and now even werewolves--so you decide to leave. Slipping into some boots, you run out the door, barely caring if you make noise.

Not sure of where to go, you just pick a direction and run. You break out into a sprint until you get stomach cramps.

Slowing down, you walk and catch your breath as you reach the entrance to a hiking trail. It's far too late into the night for anyone to be out there unless they're camping, and even then they'd be holed up in their tents for the night. Regardless, though, you deviate from the path and just wander through the trees, not wanting to run into anyone.

Never slowing down, you begin to think about your safety in the forest so late.

It'll be fine, you tell yourself, Besides, if I get lost, someone'll just come find me like they found Bella that one time. With vampires and werewolves, it can't be that hard.

You roll your eyes at the thought of both species of weird being unable to track you down.

Your stomach stops hurting and you keep strolling through the forest, dodging trees and hopping off any big rocks you find. Taking in the forest around you, you start to wonder how long you've been gone.

No more than, like, half an hour. Maybe 45. D'you think Dad has noticed yet? you ask yourself. Definitely not.

After a few more minutes worth of walking and avoiding thinking too much, you stop in a little clearing. It's less of a clearing and more like trees getting a little more sparse, but you don't mind.

You sit on a rock and look up. The trees here are far apart enough to get a small, but clear shot of the sky.

"Nice," you smile. And for a few minutes, all you do is stare at the stars in silence.

Your eyelids start to feel heavy as your body really relaxes. You slide off the rock so you're sitting on the ground, leaned against it, still looking up.

I mean, this isn't the most uncomfortable pillow I've used. And I don't think I'd make it home anyways, you think, justifying sleeping against that rock to yourself. I'll go back in the morning if no one finds me by then. Sounds like a solid plan.

You yawn and close your eyes while turning onto your side against the rock. The quiet sounds of the forest lull you to sleep as your mind wanders. It wanders from the Cullens, to La Push, to how you miss the beach, to how you might go there next time you want to run away for a night, to how you'd even get there alone.

Being nearly asleep, you don't pick up on the fact that the forest is suddenly void of sound. Any animals around you have left, the leaves having stopped rustling, even the wind no longer blowing. But it's not until you hear the crunching of twigs behind you that your eyes shoot open, wide and aware. You hear panting, slow and steady, and you don't dare move.

Shit, is it a bear? 'If it's black, fight back,' right? We only have black bears around here. God, should I get up? Playing dead only works on brown bears--shit. Mind racing, your eyes squeeze shut until you come to a decision.

You abruptly stumble to your feet and start screaming, trying to scare away whatever's behind you, until you actually turn around. Your scream shifts from "trying-to-assert-dominance" to "trying-not-to-die-tonight" as you register what's found you. Not a black bear, but a brown wolf. A huge brown wolf. It even pulls away from you, startled by your screaming.

"Holy shit! Holy shit!" You stagger backwards and trip over a small rock, falling on your ass. You curse to yourself and look back up at the beast. It watches you, and for a moment, you two just stare at one another.

Your eyes are full of fear, mouth open, ready to scream, chest rising and falling with every uncertain breath. The wolf huffs and its head dips down towards you as it sniffs you. In response, you weakly try to shuffle backwards, unsure of what to do. It lets out another huff, backing away, never breaking eye contact.

To your surprise, it sits. It sits there and just looks at you.

You take a deep breath in and out and try to calm yourself. "Hoo... Okay," you're cautious to speak, afraid of what might happen. "Hey there, uh, buddy?"

It doesn't move. "You, uh--you won't hurt me, huh? Right?"

It huffs. "Great. Very trustworthy."

Standing up slowly, you're wary of the wolf still watching your every move. You relax as the wolf seems uninterested in attacking you.

You sigh, "Now what? One wrong move and I might as well scream for the Cullens to come bite me."

You start talking to yourself, "This is what you get for being stupid. 'Oh, it's just the big bad trees. What's the worst that could happen?' I said. Yeah, right. Idiot."

The wolf's head cocks to the side as you scold yourself.

"And you," you gesture towards the wolf, "what're you gonna do? God, what am I doing? Threatening a giant wolf? I really am a genius."

You stop rambling and take a breath. "Okay. This is fine."

Your shoulders finally slump as you take in the wolf. It's as tall as the average human, taller even, with brown fur that looks darker at night. It's eyes are brown and captivating, almost unnaturally humanlike. Regardless, you can't help but find it beautiful.

"You're not that scary, are you?" You flash it a weak smile, "I bet you're just like a big puppy. You're so big that if you were red I'd call you Clifford," you laugh.

Taking slow steps towards the wolf, you raise your hand as non-threateningly as you can. "Can I pet you?" It watches you with curiosity.

"That's kind of a dumb question, isn't it? You can't really," your hand is inches from its head, "...respond." It leans into your touch as you begin softly stroking its fur.

"See," you chuckle, "you're not so mean."

It huffs and lies down. "What, you're tired? I bet you had a long day of scaring campers, didn't you?" You sit down beside the wolf, "I'm tired, too, you know? You actually kind of woke me up."

It watches you blankly. "I accept your apology, don't worry."

With a yawn, you start petting its fur again. "Pretty soft for a wild wolf," you mutter.

Your eyes start feeling heavy again and you lean against the wolf. "You don't mind, right?" Your words come out slowly, tired.

A huff in response. "Great, thanks. You're a much better pillow than that rock was," you trail off and close your eyes.

As your body relaxes against the wolf, the pace of your breathing matches the wolf's, and your mind starts to wander again. Wandering from how warm the wolf is, to the sun, to how you used to stare at the sun as a kid, to how you miss sunbathing on the beach, to planning your next day at the beach.

You barely mutter a "G'night," and drift off to sleep.

Throughout the night, the wolf watches over you as you sleep curled up with it. At sunrise, it stands, leaving you lying on the ground, and it begins to nudge you awake with its snout. You're startled awake by the wolf in your face and sit up, finding your bearings.

"Oh," you say, rubbing your eyes. "Right, good morning, I guess." The wolf pants at you, mouth open. "God, I really spent the night out here... Shit--has dad noticed?"

The wolf watches as you stand up and look around, looking for the direction you came in. Once you recognize the way home, you turn to say goodbye to the wolf. It stares at you, tall and unmoving.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm about to be in huge trouble."

Its tongue licks its nose. You smile with a sigh and shake your head, "I'll miss you, too. Don't scare too many people while I'm gone, alright?"

It bows its head as you pet it goodbye. "I'll find you again. I'll come back, tonight or tomorrow. And you better be here."

You turn and begin walking away, thinking to yourself, Weirdest dog I've ever met.

You look back once and it's gone. As silently as it had snuck up on you the previous night, it had gone.

[widespot]

Seth can hardly believe it! He's got a contract and a band and - okay, Jonah and Roxie are nobody's idea of parents, but they're like, older siblings or something. And his own room in a house, not a shelter. And all he can think is, Do not mess this up!

"Home video editor! Time to pick out curtains that don't look too frumpy, and some wallpaper."

"So, um, Rhein, I have a phone number now, so I thought…well, not every girl in school. Just, you know, the really hot ones?"

He's never had posters before, unless you count the ones in the shelter with all the rules and the anti-drug propaganda. He's never had walls before! They let him pick out the paint and everything.

"When I get married, all my kids'll have their own rooms and do them up any way they want."

"So, I can have, like - people over, right?" "Oh, sure. Bring home as many girls as you want. Or guys if that's how you roll. After all, you're a rock star, right? What's the use if you don't work it?"

"Come to my window! Open the door, wait by the light of the moon! Come to my window, I'll be home soon!"

"If he's gonna have this many speakers hooked up we better get some soundproofing. Don't want to wake the nieces!"

Two promotions in one day! Seth is definitely quitting the crossing guard gig. If Roxie can land that big chance card, it'll be time for a tour to Twikkii.

[a-supernatural-writer]

Blood Oranges Part 3

Summary: The holiday break is on the horizon, finals are weeks away, and you and your older brother are attending college in Vermont, ready to be done with school and be back home with your parents. Though, while fiddling around with your parents old camcorder, you come across some old tapes that look a little all too familiar to you and your brother.

Word Count: 2,802

Warnings: language

Poly Lost Boys x FemReader | slight male oc x male oc

Notes: Part 3 baby! A little gift as nothing else will be posted this week as far as I know. Portfolio review is this week and I also have to complete a piece for this Friday so all my concentration will be on that. But enjoy! The next part that I have planned I'm even more excited for.

*bold and italicized means thoughts

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“Y/N!” Your brother yelled out your name as the white hellhound tackled you to the ground with a hard thud. Your head bounced off the ground and you winced as it thobbed and you heard a ringing in your ears.

“Thorne!” Max yelled out in shock as he couldn’t stop his hellhound from suddenly attacking you, or that’s what he thought.

Instead of teeth digging into your skin like you thought was gonna happen, excited licks assaulted your face. It reminded you of your own belgian sheepdog, Sethe, as she would welcome you and your brother home from college on your breaks.

With the dull throbbing in your head, you laughed at Thorne’s unusual show of affection. His tail was wagging like a mad man, trying to lick any part of your face and practically throwing himself into your lap.

“Easy, easy, hello to you too.” You let out quiet laughs as you sat up and let yourself pet Thorne. You were shocked. This was a hellhound you were petting. From what you know from the movie, he shouldn’t like anyone other than his own master, or unless he was given permission.

Freddie’s heart almost lept out of his chest. He thought Thorne was going to straight up tear into you, but apparently he was dead wrong.

Max was beyond shocked. He was mortified when Thorne suddenly left his side and made his way to you. Never once did Thorne obey any of his orders, nor did he ever leave his side. He questioned it of course, but not as much as he questioned you. Thorne seemed to adore you.

“Come on. You okay?” Freddie gently grabbed you by your arm and helped you up. Before he could check if there was any physical damage, Thorne hopped up on his hind legs and placed his paws on his chest. Thorne was now trying to lick Freddie’s face and give him the same affection as he gave you.

Max narrowed his eyes at Freddie; and Thorne seemed to like your brother too.

Freddie petted Thorne’s head with a small smile as you answered, rubbing the back of your head, “I think so, it’s throbbing a little.” You winced as your fingers grazed a certain spot that was a little more sore.

Max turned his gaze over to David who, himself, was shocked at what just played out in front of everyone. His sire poked at his mind, demanding if he knew anything about the both of you.

All David had to do was give him a look and one single word rang in between the two of them. Max nodded, now he knew what you were to his boys and the boy standing beside you was your brother.

He had to agree with David, not exactly what he was expecting that night.

Max walked up to the both of you and he could hear both of your heart beats quickening. That made him pause for a second. Another little surprise he wasn’t expecting.

“I’m so sorry about him. He never does this.” Max apologized to the both of you, telling Thorne to return to his side, which he did.

You shook your head even though it hurt a little, “No it’s fine. Our dog back home gets just as excited when we see her.”

Max gave you both a bright smile. If you guys didn’t know any better, it would have calmed you, but you guys did know better, “Not the best of welcomes…” He trailed off when he saw your discomfort, “Are you sure you’re alright?”

You sighed, “I just hit my head, nothing bad or anything. I should be fine.”

Max nodded, his smile fading a bit, “Ah, well, I apologize again for Thorne. Help yourself to any tape, it’s on the house.”

Freddie gave him a tight smile, “Thank you, but, um…”

Your eyes followed Dwayne as he suddenly started moving a little bit closer to you as Freddie started talking. You could tell he was worried from your fall, there was a glint in his eyes and you couldn’t help but melt a little at his look.

You gave him a comforting smile and that made him pause before returning it. Does it hurt? Your eyes widened as what sounded like his voice, spoke in your head. You only guessed since the movie barely gave him any lines. You turned away quickly, focusing back on Max.

Dwayne frowned a little as you turned away from him. You seemed scared that he spoke to you. Shouldn’t you be used to it?

Paul and Marko, who were usually the most wild of the four, changed their demeanor quickly when you totally got scared of Dwayne. It almost damped their mood that you didn’t want to talk to them; almost being the key word.

“We were actually hoping we could talk to you.” Freddie finally spoke.

Max blinked, “About?” He was genuinely curious about the two of you. From what he could tell, the two of you seemed lost and confused.

Freddie chuckled, “It’s gonna sound crazy and I don’t think it’s something we can ask…publically.”

Max furrowed his brow and thought for a moment before nodding, “Give me one moment.” Max walked away and up to the front counter to tell the girl working there that he was going to be in his office for a few minutes.

“Are we seriously doing this?” You whispered to Freddie.

Your brother nodded as Max walked back over, “I guess so.”

“Follow me.” Max gestured to follow him into the back of the store. Dread filled your heart and wondered if this was gonna go as smooth as you hoped it would.

Max’s office was trendy as it could be in the 80’s. It almost hurt your eyes looking at some of it, but some of it was cool too. You took a seat in one of the chairs in front of Max’s desk, your brother taking the other one.

Max sat down in his desk chair, Thorne curling up into a ball next to him, “Never thought I would see more of your kind in Santa Carla.” Max started with a smile, “Especially someone who is now connected to my boys.” He looked to you specifically with a warm smile.

Your face scrunched up, lost, “I’m sorry.”

“What are you talking about?” Freddie questioned, glancing at you briefly.

Max tilted his head, his smile fading a little, “Your kind.”

You and Freddie looked at each other and then looked back at him, “Humans?” You took a stab. Though it didn’t make sense. Humans were everywhere so what the hell was he talking about.

Freddie shook his head, “Look, we know who you are, what you are specifically and we just need help. You know our parents.”

“You’re parents?” Max questioned.

You answered, saying your parents names and you could pretty much feel the atmosphere in the room completely shifting, “They’re too young to have kids…” Max said slowly.

Freddie sighed, “We know… but, god how do I explain this?” Freddie struggled to find his words.

You rolled your eyes, getting a little impatient, “We’re from the year 2021 and somehow we ended up almost forty years in the past before we were even born.”

Silence hangs in the room as Max and Freddie stare at you. You shrug, “It’s the truth. And we don’t know why we're here or how we even got here.”

Max pondered your’s and brothers' words and then nodded when it finally sunk in, “I believe this conversation needs to be held somewhere else. I do have answers and from what I can tell, you don’t know what you two truly are.”

Freddie scoffed, “What? We’re human. Been human since the day we were born.”

“No, you are not.”

You paced back and forth in front of Max’s car while Freddie leaned against it, “This isn’t real. This can’t be.” You mumbled.

Max didn’t say anything more to reveal what his words meant, the only thing he said after that was to wait by his car as he left the closing of the store to his employee Maria.

When you walked out of his office, you noticed that the boys were missing and their bikes were missing near the entrance as you walked out into the parking lot. You didn’t know where they went nor was Max keen on telling you where they went.

“Could you stop. You’re gonna make a hole in the ground.” Freddie grumbled with crossed arms. All of this was bull. Max wouldn’t tell you guys shit unless you went with him back to his home for the sake of ‘safety’.

You stopped to glare at your brother and he raised his hands up in defense. You huffed, rubbing your arms as the wind brushed up against your skin, “He talked to me.”

Freddie whipped his head to you, “Who?”

“Dwayne… in my head like a weird mind telepathic thing.” You pulled your arms tighter to yourself, “What the hell is happening to us?”

Freddie shrugged in defeat, “No idea, but apparently Max is gonna have all the answers for us.”

You shook your head. Something was fishy about all of this. Why couldn’t he just tell you straight up what was going on?

Rumbles of bikes approached from the distance and you moved a little closer to Freddie as the four vampires hooted and hollered once they spotted you. “Max I could handle, but now them.” Freddie groaned and you wacked him in the arm.

“To be honest I would rather deal with them than Max.” You admitted.

Freddie raised a brow, “Seriously?”

You gave a look, “Seriously. Max probably doesn’t get all friendly unless there’s something in it for him. These guys… just a bunch of rowdy and wild, hot, sexy-”

“Get to the point.”

“Vampires. Who just want to party all night and sleep all day.” You quoted the movie and stared at your brother.

He sighed, “You’re probably right. Keep our guard up with Max?”

You nodded as the group got closer, “And no talking about the movie.”

“What?” Freddie was taken back.

You smiled, “I have a plan and the plan doesn’t need Max knowing about the movie.”

“I sure hope it’s a good plan.” Freddie mumbled when they pulled up, surrounding you and the car.

Each of them were grinning, bouncing in their seats like they just won the lottery. David was the closest to you, if he wanted to, he could touch you just by extending his hand out, “Took quite a nasty fall. Hope you didn’t get hurt.”

You narrowed your eyes at him but held a smile. You could tell he was genuine, but it just felt weird to hear it, “Yeah, just a bump, nothing serious. Thanks though.”

You turned your head to Dwayne who was parked right next to David, “And thank you for your concern.”

Dwayne blinked in surprise and then grinned at your acknowledgement of his worry. And also confirming all their suspicions about you.

Paul oohed and bit his lip, “So you are one of us, babe?” He chuckled when you got a little flustered from the nickname.

You opened your mouth to speak but your brother fake gagged at Paul’s nickname. You rolled your eyes and elbowed your brother, “Dude.”

Freddie elbowed you back, “Sorry, don’t exactly like listening to guys hitting on my baby sis.” He gave them a tight smile, “No offense.”

Marko smirked and waved him off, “No big deal… What's your name?” He asked you, placing his elbows on the handles of his bike, leaning forward.

You let out a small chuckle, “I’m Y/n. This is my older brother Freddie.” Your smile grew wider, “David.” You pointed at the bleach blonde, catching him off guard, “Dwayne, Paul and Marko.”

You couldn’t help but feel smug when you said their names one by one. David tilted his head at you, matching your smirk and slowly got off his bike, “Now how could you know our names,” He only had to take a few steps before he was face to face with you, “Kitten.”

Instinctually, whatever animal that was inside you, puffed out your chest and let out a very low growl, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” You jabbed back. David’s eyes darkened and something that he never felt was crawling under his skin. And he wanted more.

Freddie watched on a little weirded out by whatever the two of you were doing. Before he could pull you away, Max called out David’s name, breaking you again out of whatever state of being you were in.

You took a tiny step back while David stayed in his place, looking to his sire as he approached. Max took in the scene before him with Thorne at his side and sighed before answering the question Marko asked previously, “I’ll be answering that back at the house, Marko.”

Marko’s grin went away and nodded silently. Your eye twitches a little at the interaction.

You could feel a sudden tension in the air that wasn’t there previously. Is this what the boys felt like around him? Like little children being reprimanded as if they stole candy? It was beyond uncomfortable.

Max cleared his throat, “Freddie you can ride with me back to the house and Y/n.” Max stopped when David gave him a look, “You can ride with your brother and I or David and the boys. Your choice.”

You narrowed your eyes and shared a look with your brother. At this point you were siding with your gut feeling. You slid off your bag that was hanging on your shoulder and held it out to your brother, “Don’t wanna drop anything.”

Freddie stared at it for a moment and sighed, “You sure?”

You nodded.

Freddie reluctantly took your bag and lightly punched your shoulder. He walked pass David and pointed at him, “Anything happens to her-”

“Nothing will.” David interrupted him and the two stared each other down. David knew that your brother was just very overprotective of you ,way more overprotective than big brothers should be and he kept that in mind for later.

You knew why your brother was freaking out a little bit over this, “Fred, I’ll be fine, promise.” You reassured him.

Freddie nodded, “You promise?” He asked David. He wanted to hear it from himself.

David nodded as well, “Promise. She’ll be fine.”

With those words Freddie made his way to the passenger seat of Max’s car and Max went to the drivers side, letting Thorne in before getting into the car himself.

You looked at David and jumped a little when he was suddenly holding out his hand to you, “Ready, kitten?” David smirked when you groaned a little.

You took his hand and every single fiber of your being wanted to sink into his touch. You had to fight with yourself from doing so as he climbed onto his bike and let you take a seat behind him.

He guided your hand around his waist and did the same with the other, “You’re gonna want to hold on tight.” He sounded smug as all hell.

You smiled a little, “I’ve been on a bike before David. But,” You tighten your grip around him, fisting a bit of the shirt underneath his jackets and he swore you were doing it to tease him, “I’ll humor you.”

Paul cackled at your words. Oh you were something else.

You didn’t know where this newfound confidence was coming from, but you were enjoying it. Plus, you loved to see just how much you could fuck around with his dominant ego and see what really pushed his buttons.

David just smirked, you were definitely a little tease, “Let’s go, boys.”

The bikes roared to life once again and David took the lead, followed by Dwayne, Paul and Marko. They started howling once again and you couldn’t help but chuckle as you exited the parking lot, the boys going much faster than what you were used to.

You saw that Max’s car was following but was obeying the speed limits so they were a bit of ways behind you. A part of you was scared for your brother, being all alone in the car of vampire sire. It terrified you.

But Max wouldn’t hurt him, at least that's what you hoped.

David, sensing your distress, quickly squeezed your hands that were wrapped around him, He won’t hurt him.

You blinked in surprise.

You couldn’t see but David’s eyes darkened once more, And he won’t hurt you.

All of the boys repeated David, their voices melding into one in your mind. In that moment, you felt safe and you hoped that would last while you were with them.

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THE PEACE MAKER

Prompt: Requested, by the lovely @banks4life

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Word Count: Bitch, grab a snack, ‘cuz this is LONG

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Reader x Seth Rollins

Warnings: +18, smut, threesome, anal sex, rough sex, car sex, dom x sub dynamic, name calling, DP (double penetration), fingering, oral sex (female receiving), angst.

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Sighing in relief, I placed my bags underneath the stairs and ran quickly towards the kitchen when I heard the commotion coming from there.

The loud screaming and cursing almost made me deaf.

“What is going on in here?” I asked

“Shut the fuck up, fool! You can’t make her cum like that, not even if you tried hard to!” Roman yelled at Seth, completely ignoring me.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Seth ran quickly towards Roman, desperately trying to throw a punch at him

“HEY, HEY, HEY” I yelled as loud as I could, stepping in between their bodies and placing one hand on the chest of both of the men

“C’mon, bitch! I ain’t afraid of you!” Roman teased Seth

“ENOUGH!” I pushed Seth away, making him finally look at me

“You’re choosing his side, Y/N?” Seth asked in disbelief

“I’m not choosing anything! I don’t even know what the hell is going on!”

“It’s pretty simple: Lover boy here was sniffing around my stuff, opened a computer folder called ‘Private’ and found some of our sex videos, did not like what he saw, even though he was the one snooping through other’s business, and now he wants to pick a fight with me because of it” Roman explained

“Seth, why did you open the folder?” I asked

“Because I wanted to see what’s up with it, since he keeps it to himself like it contains the keys to heaven or something”

“It is heaven! As you saw” Roman smirked

“I’m gonna rip your fucking head off!!” Seth ran, and I stopped him

“Seth, don’t!” I pushed him away “And you” I looked at Roman “Stop teasing him”

“He did that shit on purpose, Y/N!” Seth said

“No, I didn’t” Roman defends himself “I was showering, I left it open because I was gonna watch it after! Then you sneaked into my room and decided it was a good idea to open MY personal folder that was in MY MacBook in MY bedroom!”

“Seth, is this true?” I looked into his eyes

“I thought it was pictures or videos of him with another woman! A side chick or something”

“Bitch” Roman scoff “I don’t need a side chick! I CAN keep it in my pants, unlike some other people” Roman measured him with his eyes from head to toe

“ARGH” Seth roared, trying to attack him again

“Goddamn it, STOP!” I grabbed Seth’s face and forced him to look at me “Please, stop” I begged, and he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath

“That was low” I narrowed my eyes at Roman

“What? I didn’t lie” He said, shrugging

“Stop talking, please! You’re not helping at all!”

“Are you gonna defend him, even though he’s wrong?” Roman asked, slightly shocked

“You two, stop with this defending bullshit! I’m not picking anyone’s side! THERE ARE NO SIDES FOR ME TO PICK!” I yelled exasperated, took a deep breath and looked at them “I’m just trying to make sure that neither of you do anything dumb”

When I have both of their attention I continued

“I just got home and instead of having a welcome home kiss I almost got a welcome home punch in the face! Seth, you shouldn’t have invaded Roman’s privacy. We’re supposed to respect each other’s personal space in this house and we all know that personal belongings are off limits and the bedrooms too, unless the owner of the room allows us in. Isn’t that right?” I asked and he nodded

“Good. And Roman, I thought we were all adults who know better than to tease the other person like if we were in 8th grade when that other person is extremely nervous” I looked at him and he mouthed a ‘he started’ and I just stared at him harshly

Roman sighed “Yeah, you’re right”

After a few minutes of silence Seth says

“I have a night class at Black and Brave, so I’m just gonna head off” He whispered to me

“Ok, babe” I caressed his bearded cheek, knowing that this was his way to calm down, even though his class doesn’t start until 3 hours from now.

Seth hugged me tightly, pecking my lips

“I missed you. I’m glad you’re back home” He smiled softly

“Yeah, me too, bubba” I kissed his cheek

“See you later, baby”

“See ya, and be careful!” I followed him to the front door

Seth winked at me as he grabbed his duffle bag, and waved at me once he reached his car, which is when I closed the door

I returned to the kitchen and looked at Roman, who was sipping on a beer bottle

“Did Mrs. Soft Feelings leave already?” He asked

“Ro, that’s not nice! Don’t talk about him like that, you know I don’t like it! But yeah, he left”

“Good” He placed me on top of the kitchen island, completely ignoring what I just said “‘Cuz I’ve wanted to do this ever since I saw you”

Roman’s lips teased my own. Kissing me sensually, taking every chance to nibble at my lips.

“I missed you so fucking much” Roman sighed, hugging me tightly

“I missed you too, big dog” I squeezed his ass cheeks, making him chuckle

“So, our old videos, huh?” I asked

“I missed you. I needed something to ease the pain, you know? I couldn’t get you out of my head”

“Which head?” I giggled

“Both heads” Roman winked

“I think I can help you with that” I replied, dipping my hand inside his sweatpants

“Oh, please do” Roman moaned once my hand closed around his erection “Fuck, it feels so good” Roman rested his forehead on mine “Hmmm baby, just like that...Fuck I missed this”

Roman opened my button up shirt, sinking his head down to the top of my breasts, sucking, licking and biting.

“Your skin is so soft” He whispered against my breasts “Specially your tits. Always drive me insane”

“Roman” I moaned and he grabbed me in his arms, taking us to the living room, where he placed me on the couch before leaning back

“I wanna fuck you so bad” Roman panted, quickly removing his clothes as I did the same.

I moaned loudly when he entered me.

“Isn’t it so good to be home baby girl?” Roman chuckled, mocking me

My walls squeezed around him, making him groan loudly

“That’s so mean of you” He half moaned uncontrollably

“That’s what you get for mocking me”

“I could never!” Roman pretended to be offended, and began to pound mercilessly into me

“You’re so fucking wet...I can tell this pussy missed my cock, didn’t it baby?”

“Oh yes, daddy. So fucking much!”

“That’s it, baby. Scream for daddy”

Roman and I both screamed in pleasure as we came.

“Wanna take a bath?” Roman asked playfully

“Sure, I fucking need one” I giggled

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“You’re going to sleep with him tonight?”

“Ro, please don’t start with me...You know he has the odd days this month”

“Can I persuade you into forgetting that and staying with me instead?”

“You know that’s not fair”

“Well, I think I should have some type of reward don’t you?”

“For what?”

“Not knocking his teeth down his throat for touching my stuff without permission”

I laughed “Roman, you’re a grown ass man! Please, behave yourself”

“He still deserves a punch!”

“Babe” I said as I sat up on his lap “Please, help me out?! Look” I sighed “You know I’m not one for comparison, but we both also know that it’s no secret you’re way more mature than Seth in some aspects, so I’m begging you: Please don’t do this to me! Don’t stick your head up your ass and become as childish as he is, please? I need someone to deal with the situation as an adult and I know that’s not gonna come from Seth but I do hope it comes from you” I give him some puppy eyes for an extra effects

Roman sighed “Fine. You won! I’ll be the mature one”

“Thank you” I squealed, hugging him tightly

“Yeah, yeah” He chuckled “But I’m already letting you know that the next time he touches my stuff I will break his teeth AND his fingers!”

“Noted!”

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I was waiting for Seth, laying down on his bed, when his bedroom door opened.

“Hey bubba” I smiled, opening my arms for him

Seth smiled widely, jumped on the bed and hugged me tightly

“Ah, I missed this” He said, inhaling the perfume on my neck

I giggled, asking “So, how was the night class?”

“Good, but I know what can be better” He smirked, pinning me down on the mattress...

The next morning I had an early class at college so I was the first one to wake up, followed by Seth

“What are you doing up so soon?” He asked, hugging me from behind as I waited for my toast to be ready

“I have an early class”

“Come back to bed” He mumbled against my shoulder

“Bubba, I can’t!” I chuckled softly “You know that”

“But we miss you” Seth pressed his hard on against my butt cheeks

“I know but I really can’t” I turned around and softly kissed his neck “But we can fix that later if you‘d like” I winked at him

Seth sighed heavily “Fine” He murmured, slightly upset

“C’mon bubs, don’t be like that” I hugged him tightly “I need papa waiting for me when I come back home” I smiled when his eyes shifted to his Dom mode, which often happened whenever I called him papa

“Are you gonna let me make a video with you too, so I can have my own?” Seth asked, with a raspy voice

“I’ll let you do whatever you want with me” I leaned forward, reached his ear and whispered “Papa” Giggling, when I felt the pressure of his grip around my neck

“We’re going to have so much fun when you come back” Seth laughed coldly

“Hmmm, I can’t wait for it!”

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As soon as I got home, I opened the front door and felt a forceful tug on my right arm

“Ouch, Seth what the fuck?” I asked

The only reply I received was being tossed on his shoulder as he ran to his bedroom.

From the couch, Roman just stared at us until our figures disappeared up the stairs.

Seth loudly shut his bedroom door, soon after saying “Take your clothes off, now!” He quickly set up his phone upon the night stand and he took the lube bottle out of his bedside table

I gave him a questioning look and he said

“I’m about to fucking explode! I really cannot endure foreplay. Not right now!”

Seth squirted some lube on his length and rubbed his cock all over my folds, making me moan loudly.

Soon after, we heard the front door open and close forcefully.

“Uh, somebody must be having a bad day” Seth laughed, amused

I slapped his shoulder lightly “Don’t talk about him like that”

Seth’s eyes grew dark and suddenly I had one hand around my neck, choking me hard and another hand rubbing my clit in fast circles.

“Since when do you hit me like that? Have you forgot who’s in charge, princess? Does papa have to remind you about that?”

I can feel my eyes closing from both pleasure and pain, and my mind going numb from the choking.

Seth quickly loosened the pressure around my neck and lightly slapped my face

“No no no, you’re not gonna pass out on me now, are you?” He laughed deviously “I love when you get like that, speechless...whenever that happens, you become my favorite play toy! Just laying there, all pretty and quiet, just waiting for me to fuck you...use you as I like” Seth bit my cheek “Don’t you like being used, baby?” He asked, staring at me

“Yes, I love it” I panted

“Of course you love it!” Seth licked from my chin to my lips “You love it because, you’re my filthy little whore” He chuckled and quickly began to fuck me until I was screaming uncontrollably

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It is the next day and I’m leaving the main building on campus when I heard someone honk, and then call for me. I turned around to find Roman

“Hi, baby girl” He smiled widely

I leaned on the driver’s window to give him a kiss

“What are you doing here?” I asked, surprised

“Well, I just left the gym and I remembered that you leave college earlier on friday’s so I came to pick you up” Roman winked

“Are you leaving already?” He asked

“Yep!” I answered, giving him my books and backpack so he could toss it on the back seat, while I made my way to the passenger’s seat

“Why didn’t you let me know you were coming? I could have waited for you in the front building”

“Nah, it’s ok. I didn’t take that long to find you” He cackled “And also because I wanted to surprise you” Roman took my hand in his, intertwining our fingers and placing a soft kiss on the back of my hand

“Well, I’m happy you came to pick me up” I leaned forward and placed a kiss on the side of his full lips

“C’mon, really? We haven’t been together in two days and that’s all I get? An ‘I’m a virgin, please be gentle’ kiss?” He laughed

“What?” I played dumb

“Baby...c’mon, show your man some love, will you?” Roman placed one big hand on my thigh and squeezed

“Ro, you’re driving. We can’t do that!” I pretended to be in shock with his request

“You really gonna make me stop the car and fuck you in the middle of the street? Because you know I will!”

“Of course you wouldn’t!” I teased, knowing that would make him park the car and fuck me senseless.

Roman quickly pulled over, next to an alley and turned the car off. Unbuckling his seatbelt, Roman said

“Take off your panties and straddle my lap” He pulled his half hard cock out of his pants, licked his palm and began to stroke it to complete hardness.

Just the sight of his rock hard member was enough to make me damp. I straddled his lap and Roman teased me with the tip of his cock, rubbing up and down my folds, from my clit to my entrance.

“Daddy, please” I begged

“What do you want, baby girl? Tell daddy”

“I want you to fuck me, please...Please fuck me good like only you can do” I pleaded

Roman finally stopped teasing me after my last plea, and entered my core.

“Fuck daddy...so deep” I gasped

He grabbed me by my hair, pulling me forcefully to him. Kissing my lips like his life depended on it

“You like me buried deep inside of you, don’t you baby?” Roman panted

“I love it! I love it so fucking much” I moaned

Romans thrusts were vigorous and merciless. Even though we didn’t had that much space in the car, he still managed to find the perfect angle to make me feel dizzy.

“Fuck, look at that” He pulled the front of my dress up, so he could see his dick going in and out of me “Look how well you take me, baby. How you take every fucking inch...You’re so fucking perfect” Roman said, pulling my face to his and kissing my lips, while he grabbed two fistfuls of my hair, to keep me in place….

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Saturday’s night are always low for the three of us, not much to do unless we decided to chill on the couch and watch some tv. But since finals are coming, I was finishing one of my reports in my room when I heard the beginning of an argument coming faintly from the living room.

I rolled my eyes before making my way downstairs, to see what the problem was this time, which happened to be the fourth time today I had to settle an argument between the boys.

“What the hell? Can’t you two stop fighting for one goddamn second?” I screamed

“He started it” They said at the same time

*I swear, it’s like living with children* I thought to myself

“What is it?” I asked, briefly

“He ate my greek yogurt” Roman said

“I was hungry! And I didn’t see your name on it, pal” Seth answered

“I’m the only one in this house who eats the fucking yogurt!” Roman yelled

“Well, I was in the mood to eat it and so I did! As far as I remember, the food is for everybody who lives here, isn’t it?” Seth asked, placing his hands on his hips

“But the yogurt was mine!” Roman roared

“Enough!” I screamed “Shut the fuck up the both of you, now!” I tugged at my hair in exasperation

They stared at me speechless and I used that moment to let my anger flow

“I can’t believe that two grown ass men in their thirties are fighting over yogurt! You have got to be kidding me! I can’t understand how me, in my 21 years old, have to intervene in your stupid and pointless baby level of immaturity fights! I’m tired of being the only adult in this fucking house and as far as I’m concerned, you two can literally kill each other from now on, because I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ANYMORE!” I yelled and returned to my bedroom.

One hour later, I heard a knock on my bedroom door, but decided to ignore it.

The knocking persisted, until I yelled

“What?”

“Can we come in?” Seth asked

“No!” I answered

“C’mon baby girl, please? We just want to apologize to you, that’s all” Roman said

“Yeah? What for? Just so you can begin fighting again 30 minutes from now?” I spat

“Babe, please hear us out? We’re begging you” Seth said

I opened my bedroom door and found them standing there, with matching guilty looks on their faces

“Fine, but if you start arguing again-“

“We won’t” Both responded in unison

I made my way to my bed and they both entered the room.

“Talk” I said, when I sat at the edge of my the bed

“We would like to apologize to you, for all the bickering and fighting” Seth said

“Yeah, we realized that it senseless and uncalled for” Roman began

“And stupid, childish, annoying, ridiculous” I interrupted him

“True, it’s just that, we ended up getting caught up in the stress of everything, letting the pent up anger out on each other, and didn’t even realized how much stress we caused you by acting like we did” Seth said, coming closer to the bed and sitting by my side “Do you forgive me?” He whispered

I sighed heavily “Yes, I do, bubba” I pecked his lips

“And what about me?” Roman asked, now also sitting by my side

“Of course I forgive you too, handsome” I also pecked his lips

“Would you let us make it up to you?” Seth whispered in my ear

“Yes”

I gasped when Seth’s lips began to kiss my neck, while Roman quickly grabbed the hem of my oversized t-shirt and pulled up, revealing my naked body underneath it. Wasting no time, Roman sucked one nipple into his mouth as Seth turned my head towards him, so he could kiss my lips.

I moaned softly when Seth’s fingers began to rub my clit and Roman’s lips took over kissing me passionately.

“You like this, don’t you babe? You’re so fucking wet” Seth moaned, dipping two fingers in me

“What do you need, baby?” Roman asked as Seth’s fingers moved at a frantic pace

“I need your mouth on me, daddy. As papa’s fingers fuck me” I said, making Roman smirk

He leaned down and began to suck my clit as Seth finger fucked me.

It didn’t take me long to reach my orgasm, cumming hard.

“Who do you want where, baby girl?” Roman briefly asked

“I want you on my pussy first” I answered

Roman positioned himself on my entrance as Seth stood behind me, with the lube on his hand

Roman buried himself deeply and waited for Seth to enter my puckered hole before they began to thrust, finding a rhythm that could be pleasurable for the three of us.

“Oh, just like that” I moaned when they found the perfect pace

“Hmmm, baby you’re even tighter” Roman moaned “Do you like when Seth fucks your ass while I fuck your pussy, baby?” He asked

“Oh yes, I fucking love it! I feel so fucking full!” I panted

“You love being full with dick, right baby?” Seth whispered softly

“So fucking much!” I giggled

“You ready to switch?” Roman asked Seth

“Fuck yeah!” Was his answer

They switched and I felt even fuller. With Roman now in my ass and being thicker than Seth, he pushed my walls tighter, making it difficult for Seth to enter me

“Fuck, fuck, fuck I’m gonna cum” Seth moaned loudly once he finally entered me

“Don’t you fucking dare” I screamed, moaning

Roman began to move and so did Seth. The feeling was so good, I was literally drooling all over myself

“Fuck babe, you’re drooling. You look so fucking hot!” Seth said in awe

“Are you drooling because it feels so good, baby girl?” Roman asked

“Yes, daddy” I squealed

“Roman, she’s gonna cum...fuck, she’s so tight” Seth said as he began to cum, triggering my own release

Roman quickly pulled out and came on my ass, moaning and panting

The three of us crashed into the mattress, giggling and sighing.

“This was fun” Roman said

“Yeah, it was really hot” Seth laughed

“Would you like to do that again?” I smirked

“Fuck yeah!” They answered

As one bearded face moved to my breasts and the other one roamed down to my...

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Welcome Home (Part One)

(NOT MY GIF)

Summary: After not speaking to her brothers for over a year, Peyton Rhodes’ life is turned upside down when her boyfriend of four years cheats on her. She uproots her life with WWE and returns home to Atlanta. She finds herself among great friends and she is finding herself again after being lost for so long.

WORD COUNT: 2,624 (well shit). 

Pairings: Cody Rhodes x OFC (Sister), Brandi Rhodes x OFC (sister), Dustin Rhodes x OFC (Sister), past Seth Rollins x OFC, future Kenny Omega x OFC (maybe?), MJFx OFC( maybe?) Could end up being Matt Jackson x OFC (who knows) let the writing gods surprise us.

WARNINGS: explicit language, mentioned cheating, possible future smut (Warnings are subject to change as I continue writing and will be updated as needed).

A/N: This has been a WIP for over a year now. This will be multiple parts. It will be a slow burn. (MAYBE) I’m a sucker for the friends to lovers trope. Please do not think that this reflects my feels toward a certain wrestler (Seth). This story is strictly fiction. I do not own any of the characters except for my OFC(s). Please, please, please, give me feedback. I’m slowly working myself back into the fanfic world. <3

“Cody was right.” I cried as soon as my brother’s wife answered the phone. I hadn’t spoken to my brothers since they left WWE. Cody was upset that I wouldn’t leave with him. Brandi was my way of communication with them. She’d call at least twice a week. This week was different. 

“I caught him. I went to congratulate him after his win over Finn and they were,” I sniffled, hurt coming over me again. “It was Mandy. I thought she was my friend.” I explained to my sister in law.

“Pey, I am so sorry. Please come home. You know AEW has a spot for you whenever you want it.” Brandi offered. It was the same thing she said to me every week, but now I’m ready. 

“I just don’t know why.” I cried. “I was the perfect girlfriend. I basically put my career on hold for him. I thought he was, I thought he was it for me.” Brandi had said that they were going to be home for Cody’s birthday in a few weeks and invited me to come to the party. 

“I’ll talk to Hunter.” I choked out. 

Luckily, my contract was almost up and as soon as Vince heard I didn’t want to re-sign, he settled for my release. We didn’t have the best relationship, but Hunter advocated for me stating that it was best for the company as well as myself. He knew the situation and didn’t blame me for wanting to go.

I knew I had to go back one day. I just never thought it would be this soon. I parked my car in the drive. I could hear Pharaoh announcing my arrival before I could make it to the door. I made my way up the sidewalk to the porch. I took a deep breath and knocked. 

Brandi opened the door immediately. “Well I'll be damned.” She said, “I can’t believe you came!” I smiled, embracing my brother’s wife. 

“Like I would miss my big brother’s 35th birthday.” I lied and she knew it. If Seth hadn’t cheated on me, I wouldn’t be here. 

Brandi led me inside where there were some guests who had gathered in the foyer. Brandi introduced me quickly, leading me through to Cody. “Hey, babe. Your surprise is here.” Cody, who was standing by the fireplace, talking to Dustin, turned and saw me. 

Awkwardly, I raised a hand to wave. “Hi.” I whispered. Cody sat down his drink and walked over to me. I expected him to cuss and yell, but instead, he threw his arms around me, hugging me tightly. 

“Peyton, I'm so happy you’re here.” He whispered. Dustin came up behind him. 

“Long time, no see sis. You know, they invented this thing called a phone. You should look into it. Call your big brothers sometime.” Dustin fussed before hugging me too. 

“It is really good to see you guys.” I tried to hold back the tears, but some escaped anyway. “How have you been? AEW has really taken off huh?” I said making small talk.

Cody nodded, “Yeah, I have the best business partners. I can’t wait for you to meet them.” Looking at my brother, he was truly happy. WWE had given him a few more stress lines, but seeing him now, you couldn’t tell. 

He grabbed my hand, pulling me to follow him. He led me to Matt and Nick Jackson, standing with Kenny Omega and Adam Page. “Guys! Guys! Look who decided to show her face.” Cody beamed, smiling big. The four guys waved. 

“Finally! We get to meet the prodigal sister.” Kenny Omega spoke first. 

“Peyton, these are the guys.” Cody pointed to each of them. “Matt. Nick. Kenny. Adam.” 

“Nice to meet y’all finally. I watch your show every week. You are all very talented.” They all mumbled a “thank you” in tandem. 

The rest of the evening went by smoothly. We all sat and talked. Getting to know The Elite was amazing. It was almost as if I hadn’t been AWOL for a year and a half.  When the party was over, I was helping Brandi clean up. 

“Pey, you don’t have to help. You’re a guest.” She said, grabbing the glasses from my hands. I shook my head.

“I’m family. And family helps.” I smiled, taking the glasses back and continued to the kitchen. Cody walked in behind me with plates. 

“Hey,” he started, “Thank you for coming.” He finished, placing the plates in the dishwasher. I added my glasses. 

“I’m sorry.” I blurted out, turning to face him. Cody looked at me, confused. “I should have left with you. You were right about that place. My career, my relationship, everything, became a shitshow after you left.” tears began to fall. 

“Pey, it’s okay. I’m just happy you’re here now.” Cody wiped the tears away. 

“Code. I lost my title. Seth cheated on me, and I barely got any TV time.” Cody scoffed. He never liked Seth.

“He cheated on you?” Cody growled, and paced around the room. 

I nodded, “I caught him. I went to congratulate him after his win one night and they were,” I sniffled, explaining to Cody. “I don’t know why.” I cried. “And then I lost my title, and then stopped getting TV time, unless I was on Seth’s arm.” I darted my eyes to the ground. “We still had to work together. After everything, I had to pretend like we were the perfect couple, until my last appearance.” Cody pulled me into a tight hug. 

“I pissed a lot of people off with the way I left. I’m so sorry that affected you.” he whispered into my hair, like it was his fault. 

“I don’t blame you, Code. I was granted my release.” I mumbled into his chest. He pulled back. 

“What?” His eyes were wide. 

“I asked for my release and Hunter pushed it through. I’ll be a free agent in 90 days” I explained. Cody smiled like a Cheshire cat.  

“Babe! Dustin! Get in here!” Cody yelled, startling me. The both of them came running, looking for an emergency, but they only saw Cody pouring champagne for a toast. Confused looks covered their faces. 

Cody gave everyone a flute and started a toast. “To our baby sister, the newest AEW superstar.” Brandi squealed and hugged me tight. The guys joined in. 

I was finally home. 

It was hard, walking away from my life in WWE; However, finding my place within the Elite was easy. Especially with Kenny Omega. He quickly became one of my closest friends. The next 3 months were the best of my life. The break from wrestling gave my body and my heart time to heal. Everyone did their best to hide that I was coming to AEW, even leaving fake trails that I was going back to NJPW.

After working out the details of my contract, I was officially signed with AEW. Cody wanted me to make a surprise entrance, interrupt one of his segments. Creative loved the idea of brother and sister reuniting, but they wanted to make it interesting. When my debut date came, I couldn’t have been any more nervous.

Sitting in catering, I was alone, lost in thought, picking at my food. It had been a long journey here, but they made it. AEW came to life and it was thriving. Double or nothing had passed, and that meant tonight was Dynamite.

“Guess who?” Someone had snuck up on me, covering my eyes. I smiled because I knew exactly who it was.

“Hmm, Prince Charming?” I guessed quickly. Kenny placed a sloppy kiss to my cheek.

“Close, but better.” He said uncovering my eyes. “Hey, princess. Just thought I’d come save you from your thoughts. What’s going on in that head of yours right now?” he asked, knowing I’ll tell him, taking the seat next to me. 

I sighed, rubbing my face. “I was thinking about my journey, how I got here.” Kenny nodded, but didn’t say anything. “I was thinking about how I get to see Jon again, since leaving WWE, and I was thinking about Seth.” I finally spit it out. Seth, his name leaving a bad taste in my mouth.

“I knew something was bothering you. Talk to me, doll.”

“I was scrolling through Insta earlier. He’s engaged. I know I shouldn’t care, but I do. Not because I still have feelings for him, but because she is, was, my friend, and I don’t want him to do to her what he did to me.” I explained to him.

“That’s understandable, Pey, but people gotta make their own mistakes. Mandy knows what he did to you and she still said yes, so that’s on her.” Kenny said, ever the voice of reason.

I nodded in agreement with him, knowing he was right. I needed to focus on my new path, my new future.

“Peyton!” Cody called from a distance, Brandi following him. It was time.

Cody stood, center ring, proudly. He had won the TNT title at Double or Nothing. He went on about how he was issuing an open challenge every Wednesday.

I stood nervously behind the curtain, waiting for my cue. I was about to make my debut. My life has been a little crazy since I left WWE behind, but definitely for the better. 

As an avid Fall Out Boy fan, I had struck a deal to have my favorite song as my entrance music. I had been using it for most of my career. The music hit, the crowd went crazy. “Holy Hell, that music can only mean one person. The sister of the American Nightmare. That’s Peyton Rhodes!” JR yelled into his mic as I strolled down the ramp, ignoring the crowd. “Peyton” chants filled the arena as I made my way to the squared circle. 

“Peyton Rhodes has joined  AEW and the crowd couldn’t be happier,” Excalibur added. I walked around the ring to the time keeper, grabbing a mic from Justin, and strolled on toward the ring. 

The music cut, and Cody was first to speak. "Oh yeah. I guess we didn't announce this but Peyton Rhodes is AEW!" The crowd screamed at Cody's news, chanting "AEW". 

I soaked in the cheers because I knew it was all about to change. I had been a face for most of my pro-wrestling career, and now I finally get to pursue the heel turn my fans had been begging for. I took in a deep breath and adjusted my leather jacket. 

“Oh, Atlanta, shut the hell up!” I groaned into the mic. I revelled in the audible gasp that could be heard. “That’s right. No more sweet ‘Georgia peach’ Peyton Rhodes. I came to AEW to raise hell, and that’s what I’m going to do.” I wandered around the ring, stopping in front of a camera. “I’m sick and tired of wanting your approval. I’m here to get what I want. And I want it all.” I punctuated as I looked dead into the camera.

“Hear that big brother,” I turned and faced Cody, “Hell just arrived in AEW I hope you’re ready.” I gestured to the crowd, “I hope you’re all ready, because if you thought Cody was a nightmare, wait til you see me, the Dream Killer.” I dropped the mic, and rolled out of the ring. The crowd loved it. “Dream Killer” chants echoed in my ears all the way backstage. 

I was greeted by Dustin, Brandi, and Kenny. “That was perfect, Pey, they loved it.” Kenny said as soon as I was in sight. I grinned, running up to him, jumping into his arms for a hug. 

“The crowd loved you. They’ve been hoping for this heel turn since your WWE debut.” Cody said, smiling from ear to ear as he returned to the back after finishing his promo.

“For real, Pey! You pull off the ‘heel’ thing. I can’t wait to work on your wardrobe!” Brandi squealed, embracing me in a dancing hug. “Just think about the shoes, Pey, the shoes.” Brandi was way more excited about the outfits than the actual turn. She had helped me pick the one I was wearing. Black jean shorts, a front-zip black and white crop top, leather jacket, and black boots. 

“I can’t wait to see where this takes me.” I said before we were joined by the rest of The Elite.  

Nick was the first to speak. “Not bad, Rhodes. You might be a better heel than your brother here.” He elbowed Cody in the ribs.

Matt nodded in agreement, “For real Peyton, the crowd was so hyped for that turn.” He said with a soft smile, bringing me in for a quick hug. 

I turned to face everyone. “Thanks guys. All of you. You gave me this chance.” I thanked them, “I promise I won’t let you down.” 

“You’re a great addition to the AEW family.” Adam complimented, “Come on Ken, we got a match to get ready for.” he said before walking away. Kenny gave me one last hug before following him.

Cody and Brandi also parted as she had a segment coming up, leaving me with the Young Bucks. “Come on, Pey, lets celebrate!” We had walked back to catering where some more of the AEW stars were waiting. In the back, I spotted the one person I couldn’t wait to see again. I told The Bucks I’d catch up with them. 

“Jon!” I screamed, almost running to him. When he saw me rushing toward him, he opened his arms, inviting me in for a hug. Hugging him was a blast from the past. 

“Peyton fucking Rhodes. I heard rumors you were coming. Sweetheart, you knocked them dead.” He spoke into my hair. I gave him one more tight squeeze before pulling away. “Well, you look great.” He said, gesturing to my outfit. 

“I’m heel now. Finally.” I boasted. I’ve been waiting for this for the longest time and no one was taking it away from me. Jon and I talked, catching up. I asked about Renee and he lit up. He was happy and that’s all I wanted for him. He was finally able to be the fighting champion everyone knew he could be. 

“What about Seth? What happened? The last time I spoke to him, he said you guys were happy and he had bought a ring.” Jon asked, and it knocked the breath out of me. I knew he would ask, but I wasn’t expecting him to mention a ring. 

“He cheated on me. With Mandy. They’re engaged now.” I said without choking up, which was a good sign. I could see the disappointment well up in Jon’s eyes. 

“You were always too good for him.” I knew he and Seth were still good friends, but I appreciated the words nonetheless. Jon gave me one last hug before he got called away for his match, leaving me alone in catering again. 

I found a table close to a TV so I could watch the end of Kenny and Adam’s match. They were well on their way to becoming tag team champions. I started thinking about what Jon had said about Seth, about him buying a ring. I couldn’t believe it. He was going to ask me to marry him and I would have said yes, had I not found him with Mandy. I was pulled from my thoughts by my phone vibrating. It was Seth. 

I saw your debut. 

You look good. 

You’re gonna be a great heel.

I miss you. 

I wish you would talk to me and let me explain. 

I read and reread the messages a hundred times before replying. 

Okay, Seth. When and where?

[fatiguing-thoughts]

“Wanna Dance?” - Alice Cullen

Request: heyaaa! can you make alice x fem reader imagine in which the reader is a new cullen family member and as the time goes realizes that she is in love with Alice and decides to tell her at edward's wedding night? that would be so cute, imagine they both in a pretty dress and such. 🥺 💞

After what feels like years, but truly was only weeks-- it was finally the night before Bella and Edward’s wedding. Alice recruited me to be her right-hand-man, as she was planning the entire thing. Living with the Cullens for the last year was truly an other worldly experience, but I had never expected one of us to marry a human. Mostly because almost all of us already had found our mates. 

Almost. 

Thankfully, Carlisle and Esme took me in about a year ago as I was a stray newborn-- unsure of my creator, lost in the world. I had no idea what I had become. Jasper was an incredible help in getting through my newborn stage-- as was Alice.

They arrived at the Cullens’ home decades ago, Alice knowing what was in store for them. She knew Jasper would find his mate here eventually, so it was up to her to bring him there. Eventually, he did find his mate, Tanya. Then it left her and Edward in search of a mate. Finally, Edward met Bella, leaving just Alice to be the only one left. 

I immediately felt so drawn to Alice, knowing deep down that she was probably my mate-- however she showed no interest other than being my friend. I always thought she was my mate, but if she were-- wouldn’t it be mutual? Wouldn’t we be soul mates? I must be misreading what I’m feeling, that or I am just really cursed. 

Could I be cursed? 

I sit on the porch outside wondering this to myself before I hear the soft footsteps of the gorgeous vampire in question. Her scent driving me to a place of pure ecstasy. 

“So, are you excited for tomorrow?” She cheerfully asks me.

“Yeah, for sure. We’re going to do her makeup right, Rose has got her hair?” I inquire, trying to keep a conversation going, trying not to wallow. 

“Yes. I can’t wait. I love weddings.” She giggles. 

And for one second, our eyes met. I felt everything around me stop, just like usual. 

And in that moment, I knew for sure Alice was always going to be everything I would ever need. I just wish she felt the same. 

“Yeah, me too. Though I’ve only been to like two, I think.” I chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. 

“Oh yes, I forget how young you are sometimes.” She laughs lowly. 

“Yeah, just me. Only a fresh twenty. Haven’t surpassed decades yet.” I chime in. 

She smiles at me before I look off into the treeline. The atmosphere between us is dead quiet, despite an owl we hear in the distance. Even though it is quiet, I feel at peace knowing Alice is only a mere few feet from me. 

We sit in silence for a few moments before Esme calls me inside.

“(Y/N), if you don’t mind, would you like to accompany me on a walk?” She offers. 

Esme had become like a second mother to me. I appreciate everything her and Carlisle have done for me. She was always my shoulder to cry on, when I first turned and now-- knowing my predicament and supporting me the best she could. 

I always told her to never tell me anything on Alice’s end, as I couldn’t possibly handle to hear it. Anything Alice felt, or did not feel, I wanted to hear from Alice. Not Esme, Edward, Carlisle, or anyone else. I appreciated the secrecy the three provided me. Jasper definitely felt my feelings, but always kept it to himself, never mentioning it once. I thank him for that more often than I would like to admit. 

Though her and I would go hunting or on little trips together quite often, I knew she was here to save me from this situation. She knew how I felt in times like these, the awkward silence. 

“Of course.” I look up at her and nod. 

“I’ll see you in the morning.” Alice says before I leave. 

“Bright and early.” I smile at her. 

I walk off into the treeline following a smiling Esme. We sped off into the night until we get to my favorite clearing, just before hitting Canada. 

“So, how are you?” She asks me. 

“I’m okay, I just don’t understand anything anymore. Sometimes I think she really is my mate, other times I think that if she were I wouldn’t be sitting in this situation. Unless I’m cursed and my mate doesn’t feel the same.” I look at her with sad eyes. 

“Oh honey, you aren’t cursed.” She hugs me, pulling me in tight. 

“It feels like it.” I tell her honestly. 

“I know, but things will make sense soon. I know it’s hard right now. You’re going through so much right now. And with the wedding I know you’ll have a hard time because all of the people there. I know you’ll do great. We all do. But don’t let this hurt you too much, you’re gonna have fun tomorrow. You’ll have fun with all of us, especially Alice.” She smiled and winked at me. 

“Thank you Esme. I’m really nervous about tomorrow. For Alice reasons, and people reasons. But I think I’ve got the vampire thing under control, it’s just the Alice thing that gets me out of it.” I look at her, hope leaving my eyes by the second. 

“Oh honey, don’t mope. I hate to see you so sad. You’re going to be so happy soon, I just know it. You just have to let yourself, stop being so scared!” She encourages me. 

“I’ll try, Esme. Thank you.” I look at her loving eyes before giving her another tight hug. 

“Now, let’s go have some fun before tomorrow. I think I smell a bear.” She wiggles her eyebrows. 

“Emmett would be so proud.” I giggle.

We take off into the night, running around and killing time. Filling my hunger in hopes that I feel no temptation at tomorrow’s big event. 

THE WEDDING 

As I walked into the room where Bella was getting ready with Alice and Rosalie, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I feared to see Alice, being so hypersensitive in this moment. 

I look over at Bella first, as she was the bride, but if I were to be honest all I could think about was Alice. Bella looked absolutely stunning, but it was time for Alice and I to do her makeup. 

“What did I say about beauty sleep?” Alice scolds Bella, referencing the undereye bags on the tired girl’s face, earning a chuckle from everyone. 

“You look beautiful Bella, don’t listen to that.” I tell her. 

Alice looks up at me, smiling a little more than usual. She probably was just extra excited for the wedding we had spent an unspeakable amount of hours planning. Her beauty only accentuated in her purple dress and makeup-- I didn’t think it was possible for someone to look this good.

“Thank you, (Y/N).” Bella smiles at me. 

We begin to do her makeup, Rosalie does her hair, and then help her with her dress. Eventually her parents come knocking to see their daughter in her wedding dress, before the big day officially begins. 

We excuse ourselves and leave them to it, heading outside to greet everyone. 

I talk to the Denali cousins, make my rounds, and even say hi to Seth and Billy. Despite some of the tensions the two families have had, I personally love the pack; they were amazing. I spent a lot of time with Emmett and Rosalie too, given that Alice was running around making sure everything went according to plan. 

“So, how long are you going to torture yourself for?” Rosalie asks me with a slight grimace. 

“What? What do you mean?” I ask confused. 

“Well, I mean you pining over Alice is fun and all, but how long can you torture yourself for?” Emmett chimes in, laughing. 

“Wait, what?” I pretend to not know what they’re referring to; secretly worrying about them knowing. 

“Well, you spend every moment together. You seem like a lost puppy when she’s not around. Everything about you gives off a lovesick puppy.” Rosalie giggles.

“Is it that bad?” I ask, wincing at the thought of it being as obvious as they’re making it seem.

“Oh, it’s worse.” Emmett laughs. 

“No, but really. I think it’s time you finally said something. I can’t stand looking at this anymore.” Rosalie shoves her glass of champagne near mine, encouraging me to do something. 

“Do you think I really should?” I ask nervously. 

“Please. If you don’t, I will; and believe me you don’t want that.” Emmett teased. 

He was right, I don’t want that. I can’t even imagine that nightmare. I would have to do something myself. 

Soon after, it was finally time for the ceremony. It was absolutely beautiful to stand beside my family, watching my brother and his new bride tie the knot. If I could cry, I would. 

It was time for dancing and everyone had a group or partner. I sat at the table, realizing how lonely it made me feel. Up until I saw Alice’s hand reaching for mine to grab a hold of. 

“Wanna dance?” She asked me, smiling as beautiful as always. 

“Of course.” I grab her hand and she pulls me onto the dance floor. 

We start dancing to the music, it felt so right to be so close to her. 

“Alice, I have to be honest.” I tell her, I’m sure if I could feel nauseous, my whole world would be spinning. 

“Please do.” She smiles. 

“I love you. I love you, like a lot.” I manage to spit out. 

What happened next almost knocked me on my ass. She grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me. Suddenly, we weren’t dancing anymore, it was like nobody else existed in this moment. 

“I love you, too. I was waiting for you to finally say something about it, (Y/N).” She giggles.

“What? You knew?” I ask shocked, but still smiling ear to ear at her words. 

“(Y/N), you remember I see the future right?” She laughs. 

“Yeah, I just figured you didn’t know because you never said anything!” 

“Well, I wanted you to decide your future, (Y/N). I didn’t want to tell you your future, I needed to know you wanted it for you.” She smiles wide, looking deep into my eyes. 

“Alice, I wish I knew earlier. I love you so much.” I say before I pull her into another kiss. 

“We have a lot of time to make up for.” She teases. 

I look over and see Esme smiling at me like the happy mother she is. I smile right back, to which she gives me a nice thumbs up in return. 

I could get used to kissing Alice, thank goodness I have eternity to do it. 

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Sorry for the long wait anon, I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for the request!!

[idjitlili]

No longer the Seth Rogen to my James Franco.

Obi-wan x senator!reader.

Summary: Imagine having to deny your feelings for the Jedi master and him denying his too, until another person tries to court you. Kenobi fears it is too late for him.

Warnings: Angst, fluff. Oh, sorry low-key some Bi aspects,only brief.

Requested by anon and @ahsokatanolovebot

A/n: Queen of Galadriel, Is made up, based on Gaga , and low-key Cate blanchett. Galadriel is not in Star Wars but, yeah.

Word count:1.7k

Knowing Obi-wan for most of your life made living out life difficult. Him being a Jedi and you being a senator; you didn't see him too often.  However, since the Jedi council was so involved with politics it was not impossible or unlucky.  Especially multiple times he had been assigned to watch over you or protect you from threats.

Knowing Kenobi for so long was inevitably going to lead to feelings. When did he not flirt? He'd flirt with anyone , if a glass of water was conscious he'd flirt with it. It was like he was programmed like it, maybe he was just horny from being a Jedi... They say no attachments but that doesn't mean no hookups? Doesn't matter Obi-wan never did that not that he had mentioned. You were sure he'd tell you, yeah you weren't around each other often did not mean you weren't close.

It didn't matter how hard you tried to escape your feelings, nothing worked, you couldn't exactly tell Obi-wan to bugger off. You'd be dead, he had many times saved your life,. As well as he did not deserve you pushing him away when he was nothing but a sweetheart.

Nothing between the two of you could ever happen, you knew him too well. He'd never give up being a Jedi...for you. You'd have to except that, no matter how much you loved him.

Though, there times , sorry pretty much all the time, when you felt like it wasn't just you, there was something between you two. Whether that was him just being flirty or just a really good friendship. No, no. , could not be love no way.

'We could be loversss."

"What d'you say?"

"We could be lovers, y/n."

"Stop it , Ben. Don't do this to me. What do you want me to say, you will be king?"

His lips inches from yours, his breath against your cheek. "And you, you will be queen."

"You're lying, I better not stay."

It was like he'd only want to flirt with you like he was the forbidden fruit.  You didn't know, how you'd hurt Obi-wan too. Other times, it would be you flirting him with him or both of you flirting back and forth. Depending on situations/moods.

"Obi-wan shh, my advisor is coming."  Your bodies pressed each  other in the small closet in your office,  The closet so small, Obi-wans face was pressed against the B crook of your neck as  he tried not to laugh. Your arms throw around his neck.  His lips tickling the nerves in the tissue of your neck, you had meant to twitch.

Oh, he already knew you were ticklish, you had just refreshed his memory, a smirk upon his face as his finger tips travelled up your body slowly.

"B-Ben!"

To say the least your advisor soon left the room, to give you privacy, she just didn't know Obi-wan. Take you in an office? He could never , it would have to be a pirate ship or something, if he ever did or if you ever wanted to do that task. However, tickling you in your office absolutely. 

After years of not knowing his true feelings, you tried to get back into work again. Well, until you met someone new. She was this lady that was well respected in her home world, that had travelled to Corellia where you were senator.  In fact she wasn't just well respected but she was the Queen.  She had travelled far to meet you, claiming she admired your work.

To say the least when you met her you stunned, this woman was stunning. She looked exactly like Lady gaga, which the hair she had none, yet a crown rested against her head. She radiated dominance. Instead of dresses and jewels  as you might expect for a Queen. Her body was laced with armour , her glove though was covered with diamonds and at the end of her pointer finger there was a knife type thing.

She was a very beautiful woman, you were shocked at her behaviour at dinner, she was flirting with you. More than Obi-wan.

"Now Senator y/l/n, I must know is there anyone in your life at the moment?" The simple strokes of her fingers on the table cloth, leaning back causally waiting for your response.

"Oh, uhm, no one and please just y/n." A nod of her head, as she watched you become a little nervous.

"Very well, but you seem unsure."

"I was there was someone, they cannot be with me even if they did want to, it's against their culture."

"Oh, that's very unfortunate for such a beautiful woman." You had turned from your food to look behind you before turning back to the woman.

" Oh-I, sorry , I thought you were looking in the mirror."

After that there were a few more dinners, each more she was more forward to flirt. By the last one you knew she was not just doing it for no reason she had an intention. From then on you'd receive flowers, food, clothing, you name it. You knew she was offering a courtship, but you didn't know whether to accept.

Rowena was really a gorgeous woman and presented her feelings freely. It was just not the same, not like Obi-wan, he had never showed any sign that he would give up being a Jedi for you, at least Rowena actually liked you. You could not shake Obi-wan.

The last thing you expected was Obi-wan's appearance, when you were packing supplies for another planet on lockdown via the empire, alongside Rowena's help. Unlike most Queens Rowena was hands on , and cared deeply for all living things.

"Y/n?" You had thought the voice had been in your head, you felt like he would not bugger off lately, way he using Jedi minds tricks on you? So, you'd be in love with forever. The slight jab in the side from Rowena confirmed you weren't the only one who heard.

Turning around on the balls of your feet, face to face with Obi-wan, a tired Obi-wan. His body slightly hunched , bags under his eyes-don't fall for it.

"Obi-wan you're back." Rowena had turned to look at the man too, noticing your face, your tone , this was the man you spoke of. Her eyes catching Obi-wan his eyes scanning her briefly before looking back to you.

"Oh! Sorry, Obi-wan this is Rowena-The Queen of Galadriel, w-we ar-"

"Friends, unless you choose to accept, Y/n. Nice meeting you...Kenobi." With that she had left you with Obi-wan not before pressing a kiss to your cheek. You hadn't know what she had been planning, she knew you were hopelessly in love with Obi-wan even if she did habour feelings for you, she was going to help you.

"Accept what?" He had gotten closer, his heart was in his stomach, that was not friendly behaviour , he knew it, her longing stares on you, they way she said his name, gave him chills.

"Her courtship."

"O-oh, I am happy for you. I am just here for a week, to help." His eyes avoid yours, as he left, he wasn't happy. In fact, you had left heading to your room, your eyes heavy again, you were right he didn't like you.

Your pda with the Queen became more frequent, well it was just holding hands, laughing and the occasional hug. Every time Obi-was saw his heart felt like it was going to explode , he had never felt such jealousy, heartbreak, anger. He couldn't stand it no longer , he hadn't been there three days, you hadn't accepted the courtship let.

However, he feared it was too late. He couldn't stand it no longer, he was going to go back , see Anakin shove himself back into work. That did not happen simply because Asajj Ventress had turned up with a bunch of droids to prevent any supplies to be sent out.

That exact moment you had been walking with a smoothie in your hand. Jumping out of your skin, and thrown the smoothie all over Ventress. She did not appreciate that, so you were captured. Obi-wan had heard a commotion and that was it, he followed the sound of... talking...no fighting but with flirtatious remarks. Oh no! The disgrace.

He had decided he had enough and hid behind walls, droids, lampposts whatever he could. To say the least he had not expected to come across Rowena fight Ventress, wait was this an enemies to lovers , oh it is.. what was angry flirting quickly turning into them kissing, as Rowena gestured for Obi-wan to come out and help you.

Pulled to your feet, your restrains removed as all the droids were destroyed, Rowena had turned her head back to you, grinning. Her elbow locked with Ventress' it was clear she had forgotten or had lost interest in her mission, now in the company with a Queen leaving you with Obi-wan. 

Your eyes meeting his, his hands still holding yours from helping you up, his eyes drowning, his face tired. Your skins touching warmth spreading through your body like blood, his callousness fingers gripping yours.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I cannot watch you be with someone else; when I-I l-love you."

"I cannot be with someone else; I love you."

Okay, so you were almost Queen, Obi-wan was almost right about that, it wasn’t long after that moment the temple was destroyed and you and Obi-wan ended up in Tatooine, forever. Well, not forever...

[byrachel]

SETH CLEARWATER NEW GIRL

word count: 971

summary: when a nervous seth finally finds the courage to talk to his imprint, it doesn’t exactly go the way he wants it to

warnings: none

Once again Seth was staring at her. She was sitting outside, just like almost everyone else that wanted a to enjoy the little sun there was for what felt the first time in forever, three tables away from his table where he was sitting at with the other boys. Her hair was pulled into a slick bun, revealing her facial features clearly. 

Her adorable face, he thought.

She was reading a different book than last week and just like the previous one he could see that she was totally imagining herself into the story. He saw how her facial expression changed every chapter she got closer to the end. He’d never seen someone so passionate about fictional stories, but that was probably because no one around him opened a book unless it was for school and sometimes not even then.

“Just go talk to her.” Jacob told Seth as he caught him staring at her again. The pack knew he imprinted and they were all suffering under his constant thoughts, asking himself if he should just go up to her and try to make a conversation.

“I don’t have anything to talk about. I don’t know what she likes.” He explained to his friend next to him, his eyes not leaving her face.

“You’ll never figure it if you keep sitting here and stare at her.” Jacob chuckled.

“Just ask her out so we can stop hear your whining, you’re worse than Jacob.” Paul joined in on the conversation as he picked up what they were talking about.

“Oh, shut up.” Jacob rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, go please, I’m tired of it too.” Embry had a dramatic pained expression on his face as also he joined the conversation.

Seth sighed looking from the boys back at her and nodded. “Yeah, yeah you guys made your point.”

Once again he was inside his head trying to encourage himself to go up to her as the other boys started their own conversation again. Right before he was able to convince himself to do it the bell rang loudly. It was time to go to class again. His eyes were searching for her, but her table was already abandoned.

“Oh no, there she goes.” Paul teased him as he saw Seth’s imprint walking past them, laughing loudly as the others laughed along.

“There’s always next time.” Jacob patted Seth on the shoulder as he got up, leaving Seth alone.

That next time was sooner than Seth expected when he saw her in the hallway by the lockers, struggling to open hers. Everyone knew the lockers were quite old so with some off the lockers you had to lift the door a little to able to open them. He was just glad she didn’t know so he had excuse to talk to her.

As he walked up to her, he saw how she was getting frustrated with her locker, pulling the door harder every time she tried again. He couldn’t help to chuckle softly. “Do you need help with that?” He asked her.

The girl looked up at Seth and smiled nervously. “I do.” She chuckled softly, letting go of the handle and taking a step back to give him space. 

“You just have to lift the door a bit.” He did as he said and the door opened as he pulled it. “The lockers are just old.”

“Thank you.” She opened her locker door further as an awkward silence set in. Not sure what to say to one of the first people that actually made an attempt to talk to her, she just started emptying her school bag book by book into her locker.

“I’m Seth by the way.” Seth introduced himself to her, not wanting the silence to last any longer.

She glanced over at him for a second. “I know, we’ve got a couple classes together, right?”

An uncontrollable grin Seth could barely hide creeped onto his face at the fact she noticed him. “We do, yes.”

“Yeah, you’re the one that always passes me twice when we have to run around the field in pe.” She chuckled, trying to make an actual conversation. “You’re really fast.”

He could feel his heart raise as his palms were getting sweaty. He didn’t know if she was genuinely engaging into the conversation or if she was just being nice because he helped her. He wasn’t eve sure if he really cared, he was just happy he was finally talking to her. “Yeah, running is kind of my thing.” 

“I wish it was my thing so I didn’t get tired after a minute of running.” She closed her school bag and locker, looking back up at him.  

“I can always help you work on that.” He told her as he leaned against the locker next to hers. He cringed at his attempt to sound smooth and tried to unnoticeably dry his sweaty hands on the back of his shirt. “If you want my help. . . of course.” 

“That sounds like a plan.” She kindly smiled as she swung her bag back onto her shoulder. 

“Talking about plans, is there a chance you’re free—“ Before Seth could finish his question, he heard something vibrate a few times. 

She immediately got distracted and got her phone out of her school bag. She looked at her screen and sighed softly as she read the text on her phone. “I’m sorry, my dad’s here to pick me up.”

She swung her schoolbag on her right shoulder. “I should’ve been outside already, but thank you for helping me with my locker.”

He tried to keep a smile on his face. “Yeah, no problem.”

He watched her walk away as he saw his chance to ever talk to her walk away. At least he got one thing he wanted, talking to her.

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[heelbucks]

Why Not Both?- Roman Reigns x Reader x Finn Balór

 hello lovelies! i got this request from @burnitbalor so i hope you all enjoy!

hi omg long as fuck hiatus from writing!! enjoy this filth that's been sitting in my drafts! :)

Warnings: Smut (fuckin filthy), Choking, Oral (male receiving), Daddy Kink, Sir Kink, Degrading, Marie getting carried away and taking literal weeks months god knows how long to write this

Word Count: 2601

taglist: @abigailm47​ @ueomega​ @thatwrestlingfan91​@snowtroopergirl​ @baimcd-18​   @bss-babygirl​ @victoriawayne-todd​

 “Shotgun!!” You screamed after racing Finn to the large truck the company gave you and your two best friends to film a Ride Along. Finn grabbed you and started tickling you. “Finnn! Stop! You can sit in the front!!” You giggled out. You jumped into the backseat and threw your backpack with your travel blanket and neck pillow next to you. “Does the princess wanna help put her bags in the trunk?” Roman said walking up to the car with his bags next to him. “Hmmm, no thanks I’m good.” You sprawled out across the backseat. 

Once the boys had everything set up, you hit the road. It wasn’t a terribly long drive from Pittsburgh to New Jersey. You fully intended to get some beauty rest on the drive, Ride Along being filmed or not. The first hour was spent by you complaining that you got cheated out of sitting in the front and being in charge of the music. “You’ll get over it lass.” Finn grinned back at you. You stuck your tongue out in response. You made up some random games to play so they had some good footage. 

“Y/N, this is your first time riding with us isn’t it?” Roman asked. “Yeah it is! I usually ride with Mella but why not ride with The Big Dog and The Demon King.” You smirked. You secretly had huge crushes on both men, no one could ever make you choose. Your mind started to drift to what it would be like to be with the both of them. You gripped your thighs together tightly. You thought about being stuck in between both of them, Roman behind you, roughly grabbing your ass and kissing your neck, while Finn was kissing you passionately. 

“Hello! Earth to Y/N/N!” the Irishman laughed. “No wonder Mella wanted ‘ya off her hands, you’re a flake.” He giggled out. “Uh? Sorry, daydreaming.” your face turned a bright crimson color. “All good hun, we asked you who on the roster would you wanna be stuck on a desert island with.” Roman said smiling. “Oh, uh.. I’m not sure…” you lied through your teeth. “I said Braun Strowman ‘cause he can provide for me.” Finn said smiling like the goofball he is. “I don’t even have to ask Ro, it’s one of his brothers, Dean or Seth.” You interjected. “Actually, I said you Y/N. Lord knows I can’t be stuck with Ambrose and Rollins. I love them to death but I can barely handle a 12 hour car ride with them.”  

You couldn't help but blush at the fact Roman chose you over his Shield brethren. You were an exceptionally good travel partner, you couldn’t deny that fact. You weren’t picky about music (unless you were with Finn just to tease him), you always had snacks on you, and you slept most of the drive. “Aww thanks Ro.” You smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek. 

“Oi! I feel left out now!” Finn laughed and you went to kiss the Irishman on the cheek as well. You sunk back down into your seat and got ready for your nap. You were only about an hour and a half from the hotel in New Jersey, but it wouldn’t be a Y/N Y/L/N Ride Along without some footage of you napping. 

As you drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help but imagine what it’d be like to be stuck in between two of your best friends again. In your dream, Roman was currently on top of you, grabbing your tits roughly as he kissed you. Finn was making an attempt to tease the life out of you. His hands played with the waistband of your leggings. “What’s teh matter love? Do you want me to touch ya?” He smirked pushing his hand down into your pants. “F-Finn… please….” you moaned out. 

Little did you know that while deep in dream world, the boy’s real life counterparts could hear your desperate moans. 

“Fuck, Ro… Finn, don’t stop…” “Fuck me Daddy…” 

Roman immediately turned the cameras off. “What do you wanna do about this Balor?” He smirked to the slightly shorter male next to him. “I say we give teh lil lass what she wants when she wakes up. If she still wants it that is.” He returned the smirk. Finn grabbed the bags and checked the three of you in. He and Roman shared and made a special request for you to be next to them. 

You had woken up being carried by Roman. “Good morning babygirl.” He said softly. “Huh? Ro!! Put me down!” You blushed. “You should’ve woken me up when we got into Jersey.” “Sorry angel, you looked so peaceful I didn’t wanna wake you. Seemed like you were having a good dream too.” Your face turned a bright crimson red. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about Reigns.” You said wiggling out of his grasp. He walked you into the elevator and pinned you against the wall when the doors closed. 

“Don’t try and act all innocent now princess. Finn and I heard what you were moaning out in your sleep. Can’t say I haven’t thought about it either. Especially seeing you in your ring gear.” He easily had almost a foot on you. “Do something about it then.” You stood on your tiptoes and kissed him passionately. The elevator door opens on your floor and you try to make it to your room, Finn had texted you the number and gave Ro your key. 

“I would invite you in, but I don’t want Finn to get jealous of you Ro.” You said walking to your door and opening it. 

“Who said you’d be starting without me?” Speak of the devil or well, Demon King, and he shall appear. He walked towards you and put his hand gently on your cheek. “Do ya want this love? ‘Cause if ya don’t we can stop right now.” He smiled down at you. You couldn’t bring yourself to actually say you wanted your two best friends in the world to fuck you, so you nodded. “Use your words angel.” Roman said from behind you, running his hands along your arms. “Y-yes. Please Ro, Finn. Please fuck me.” 

“She begs? I like that. She sounds like such an eager lil’ slut.” Finn said, his eyes clouding up with lust, looking at you to see if he had offended you. You bit your bottom lip and smiled slightly. Finn started kissing your neck while Roman’s hands wandered up down your things. “I gotta ask babygirl, while you were being a naughty little girl, dreaming about getting fucked by us, you called one of us Daddy. Who was it?” His hands had landed back up to your ass and he grabbed it roughly, an involuntary moan left your mouth. “Y-you Ro.” “Aww and what about me? Anythin’ ya’d wanna call me darlin’?” Finn said backing up. “Sir…” you mumbled. “Speak up lass.” He grabbed your face in his hands. “S-Sir.” You stuttered out. Finn smirked. “I like it.” 

Roman stepped away from behind you. “What to do with our shy little slut Finn?” He pondered, grabbing his shirt and lifting over his head. “I say we give ‘er what she wants Roman. I wonder juuust how rough she likes it.” You stood perfectly still, “As rough as you want Sir.” Finn pushed you down to your knees. 

“Alright then, suck our cocks like a good girl then.” Roman said unbuckling his pants. “Yes Daddy.” You made yourself comfortable, and threw your hair up into a ponytail. Both men walked towards you. You pulled Finn’s sweats down first, his thick cock springing free. “Ya like whatcha see love?” he smirked, stroking himself. You nodded your head, replacing his hand with your own. You kitten licked the tip and he threw his head back. You slowly started moving your hand, licking a stripe along the underside of his cock. “Seems like she’s had some practice. Come here princess. Show Daddy how good you can suck his cock.” You had Finn’s cock in your mouth, and came off with a pop. You crawled over to the Samoan man and sat back on your heels. “Good girl.” 

He pulled down his jeans and boxers as you inched closer towards him. You went to wrap a hand around his large member but he shoved it away. “Open your mouth, let Daddy fuck your mouth like a good slut.” You nodded your head, and stuck out your tongue, waiting patiently. Without warning, he thrust into your mouth, making you gag on him. “Fuck… your mouth feels so good. Makes me wonder what your pussy feels like…” He kept at a decent pace, making sure he felt good but making sure it wasn’t too uncomfortable with you.

Finn squatted down next to you. “You’re doin’ so good darlin’. I say we give teh girl a little treat.” He said, looking up at Roman while his hand traveled dangerously close to your wet heat. “What do ya think Ro? Should I give our lil’ slut what she’s been dyin’ ta have?” 

Roman slowed down his thrusts, almost as if he was thinking about Finn’s question. “She has been very good for us…. Do you think you deserve to be rewarded princess?” Roman asked looking down at you. You pulled your mouth off of his cock with a loud pop. “Yes Daddy.” You looked up at him, a feigned innocence in your eyes. 

Finn’s hands slid their way down your leggings and played with the waistband of your panties. “Fuckin’ hell. She’s soaked.” He smirked. “ ‘Ow long have ya been thinkin’ ‘bout Roman an I fuckin ya? Teasin’ ya tight lil’ pussy.” He whispered in your ear, his accent getting thicker. “F-Fuck…” You choked out as Finn’s hand drifted lower down, finding your clit. 

Without warning, he stopped, and you whined out. “Patience little one, ya don’t want this to be over too soon now do ya?” You pouted and clenched your thighs together, desperate for friction. 

 “You’re wearing a little too much right now princess, wanna take your shirt off for Daddy?” Roman said, helping you back to your feet. 

As soon as you stood up and lifted your shirt, Finn took it from you and threw it across the room. “I ‘ad an idea of how nice these are, not’in like I imagined…” His hands started grabbing at you. “S-sir…” You blushed. “He is right, your ring gear doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” Roman said, eyeing you up and down. 

A blush swept across your cheeks. “Thank you Sir.” you smiled standing up and showing off your body. “Look at you babygirl. Is someone’s feeling more confident now?” Roman smirked at you. “Y-yes daddy.” you smiled at him. 

Finn pulled down your leggings and panties in one swoop. “Our lil lass has quite the body.” He said kissing down your neck. You bit back a moan as he hit a sweet spot. “Oh no, we wanna hear you,” Roman said, walking towards you. “I wanna hear your sweet little moans while Finn and I take turns fucking you. Do you want that, babygirl?” He looked you up and down and picked you up.  Your face turned beet red as you attempted to stammer out a response. “Answer me when I ask you a question slut.” His hand wrapped around your throat, slightly squeezing it, just to test the limits. “Yes daddy. Please fuck me, I’ll be a good girl I promise.” 

Roman released his grip on you. “Good girl.” He kissed you gently. “Take off yur pants for me lass, I wanna see that pretty lil pussy.” Finn said, eyeing you up and down. “Yes Sir.” You stood up and turned around so your backside was facing your dream men. Slowly, you pulled down your leggings, revealing your pretty yellow lace panties. “Goddamn that ass is amazing.” Roman said. “Dontcha jus’ wanna spank it ‘nd feel it bounce on yur cock?” Finn added, admiring you. Roman nodded his head in agreement. “Come ‘ere slut. Let me have some fun wit ya first.” Roman got off the bed and sat on the nearby desk chair. 

“Ready to have fun with me Sir?” You asked in a sugary innocent tone. “Mhmmm, I’m gonna make ya feel so good.” Finn kissed down your neck, his rough hands grabbing your breasts. A moan escaped your lips as he continued down your body, pulling your panties down with his teeth. 

“Doesn’t she have such a pretty pussy Ro?” Finn asked his taller friend, moving out of the way so he can see. “Fuck yes. She looks so tight.” The taller Samoan man groaned out. 

Finn lowered his mouth down to your clit, and started slowly licking and swirling his tongue around it. “F-fuck, Sir. That feels so good….” You moved your hands down to his head to pull on his hair when suddenly he stopped. “I didn’ say you could touch me lass. Ro, come hold our lil slut down for me?” “Gladly.” Roman said, using one hand to hold your hands above your head with ease. He used his other hand to start fingering you. 

Finn and Roman took turns eating you out, stopping right before you came every time. “I’d rather you cum on my cock like a good little slut.” Roman said. “Get on your hands and knees for me, Y/N. You’re gonna suck Finn’s cock while Daddy fucks you.” 

You got in the position Roman requested you in, and mentally prepared yourself. “Are you sure you still want this?” Roman’s entire demeanor changed as he rubbed your back gently. You nodded your head in reassurance and kissed both men on the cheek. 

Finn sat up in front of you, rubbing himself. Finn’s was a little skinnier than Roman’s, but what he lacked in width, he definitely made up for in size. “Come on lass, I wan’ that pretty lil mouth back on me.” Finn’s voice was as smooth as butter. You slowly started licking the tip when all of a sudden Roman slammed his hips into yours, forcing you down further onto Finn. 

“Mhmmm, you are so tight babygirl,” Roman moaned out in between deep long strokes.  You couldn’t help but moan around the Irishman’s cock. “Goddamn Y/N….” Finn moaned with you. 

Your body was on fire, nothing felt better than being used by your two best friends. Does that make you a bad person? You were too caught up in the moment to even care about ethics or morals. 

You could feel Roman’s thrusts getting sloppier, a loud grunt snapped you out of your inner debate. “Shit… I’m gonna cum…” “Oi, me too…” Finn moaned in front of you. “Want us to cum for you Princess?” 

You eagerly nodded your head. “Pleaseee… Please Daddy & Sir, Haven’t I been a good little whore?” You smirked at them. Roman pulled out of you and finished on your back while Finn released in your mouth. 

“That… was amazing.” You said. “We weren’t to ‘ard on ya were we Y/N/N ?” Finn asked, playing with your hair. “No, I actually kinda liked it.” 

“We’re about to get to my favorite part though.” Roman said, returning with a towel to wipe your back. “What’s that Ro?”. “The cuddling after.” He plopped down on the bed next to you. 

You laid your head on Roman’s chest while Finn had his head on yours. “Goodnight boys.” You drifted to sleep, never wanting this moment to end. 

[fandom-collective-writers]

Man (Seth Hyde x Reader)

Fandom: Ikemen Revolution

Pairing: Seth Hyde x Reader

Prompt: “If you don’t like my teasing then why are you moaning?”

Warning: Smut

Intended Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 3,389

Requested by: @cinnatwisted

Written by: @lordsister

Disclaimer: I do not own Ikemen Revolution or any of its characters. All that goodness is the property of Cybird. I do, however, own the plot of this fanfic. Please do not repost or reblog this on any other website.

Additional Notes: This is kind of a part 2 to another Seth fic I wrote a few months back, but it can be read as it’s own oneshot piece. Here’s the link if you would like to read part 1 --> Man (Seth Hyde x Reader)

       It was impossible to forget. Ever since you had returned from your outing with Seth, the ghost of his touch hadn’t left your skin, clinging to you and making you shiver every time his gaze met yours. In mere heartbeats, your carefully maintained image of him as an older sister had fallen away to expose the man you had always known him to be but had tried hard to ignore. 

       You had feelings for him. That had been true for a long time. But you had convinced yourself that he didn’t feel the same. Every time you thought you were really getting close to him he changed the subject or ran away, so how could you have thought otherwise? Still, the words he’d murmured in your ear from within the curtained walls of the changing room, his fingers on the exposed skin of your back as he’d helped you with the buttons of a blouse, made his intentions towards you very clear. 

       "Oh, my dear, all men are secretly wolves and I may very well be one of them." 

       You shivered at the memory of his fingers in your hair, bringing a lock to his lips for a smiling kiss, your heart pounding. 

       "Though my methods are a little more subtle, I fully intend to steal the heart of my beloved unless she gives it to me herself."

       You jumped, gasping, as hands landed on your shoulders and slid down your arms, a warm chest pressing against your back. A puff of air against your ear made you flush and you didn’t have to turn around to know who it was behind you. Chuckling in your ear, Seth’s hand covered yours, taking the wooden spoon you’d been using to stir the stew. 

       “The stew’s burning, Alice!” he chided in amusement and you thought you heard yourself stutter out an apology through the sudden rushing in your ears.

       Had his voice always been so deep? You were suddenly very aware of his body behind you, the combination of his warmth and scent encompassing you and making your knees weak. You could even feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, each exhale fanning against your neck, and the muscles in his arms flexed for apparently no other reason than making you turn even redder.

       He hummed thoughtfully and you felt the tip of his nose brush against your heated cheek as he said, “Your face is so warm, my love. Are you feeling okay?”

       “I’m fine!” you squeaked, internally cursing the handsome male. He knew exactly why your face was so warm.

       “Are you sure? I could take your temperature if you want. We can’t have our dear little Alice getting sick now.” 

       His fingers ghosted across your forehead, displacing a few locks of hair, and you shivered despite yourself. 

       “I-I’m okay, Seth, really.”

       Warm air blew over the sensitive skin below your ear and you inhaled, body tensing in expectation for the contact of his lips that never came. “Don’t lie to me, (y/n).” His use of your real name, said low and husky, sent a throb of heat to your core and you shuddered into him, the nervous shift of your hips unintentionally brushing your ass against his groin. 

       Seth sighed against your ear and his voice was a pleasured purr as he said, “What’s this? Did what I say earlier have that much of an effect on you? You’re so cute, love~”

       “A-About what you said earlier…” you trailed off, eyes skittering to your feet as you tried to take deep breaths.

       “Yes?” he asked expectantly, hands moving up and down your arms in a strangely soothing motion. Despite how forward he was being, you knew for certain that if you told him to stop, he would, without hesitation. You felt safe.

       “Were you serious?” Your voice was a whisper and you weren’t sure he heard it until he turned you around and the tender, starry look in his eyes made your heart melt. 

       Tilting your chin up, he kissed your forehead softly. “I did. Every word.”

       “Even the part about stealing my heart?”

       He chuckled, caressing your cheek with a soft hand. “Yes. Especially that part. Because you see, my dearest…” Half-lidded chocolate eyes filled your vision as Seth leaned his forehead against yours. “My heart is already yours. It has been for a long, long time.”

       Before you could respond he was gone, pulling away from you with the ghost of a kiss at the corner of your lips and the lingering warmth of his arms around you. Your eyes met his, sparkling with affection and nervous tension, and then he was gone, leaving you to your weak knees and pounding heart and too-hot skin.

       His heart was yours… His. Heart. Was. Yours…

       The words played in your mind over and over, not quite comprehending until a sudden angry pop from the stew still cooking broke the cycle. Grabbing the stew off the stove, you sunk to your knees, cradling your flushed cheeks in your hands. Eventually, the words running through your brain faded, giving way to two others in big, bold letters.

       ...IT’S MUTUAL!

       You were distracted for the rest of the evening, barely able to pay attention when the others were speaking during dinner or when you were chatting with Luka while cleaning up later on. A nervous energy sparked and caught flame within you, growing by the second. Seth hadn’t asked for a response and he’d kept his distance during dinner, but you knew you had to give him one, wanted to give him one. The man you loved was waiting.

       “I think that’s all for tonight, (y/n),” the soft voice of the man next to you interrupted your thoughts.

       “Hmm? What? Oh, okay! Thanks, Luka!”

       The Jack of Spades smiled and grabbed his coat before moving for the door. “Good night, (y/n).”

       “Night, Luka! Sleep well!”

       You took a deep breath when you heard his footsteps echo down the hallway. Unless you wanted a sleepless night and lots of awkwardness on your part when you saw Seth tomorrow, you had to confess your feelings now. 

       Your legs felt weak, but your steps were steady as you set off down the corridor. Nerves had your heart pounding, despite the fact that you already knew your love was requited. Feet stopping as if on instinct, you looked up, blinking, to find yourself not in front of your own door, but in front of Seth’s.

       You stood there, rooted to the spot, for several moments. Now that you thought about it, what were you supposed to say? Just come right out and confess as soon as he opened the door? Wasn’t there something more you were supposed to do? And what would happen after you confessed? The knots in your stomach were winding themselves tighter the more you thought about it.

       Taking a deep breath, you squared your shoulders and rapped your fingers against the dark wood. It opened sooner than you would’ve liked and your cheeks warmed immediately at the vision that greeted you.

       Seth’s hair was down, falling over his shoulders in soft waves of blue, and he was shirtless, showing off his toned chest and abs. Only a loose pair of trousers hung around his hips and even those left little to the imagination. The look on his face was surprised, but you thought he must’ve known you would be coming to him tonight. Something about the immediate heat and delight in his gaze told you so.

       “Alice! What can I help you with so late at night?”

       “I-um! I wanted to talk with you about...about earlier.”

       “Of course!” Stepping back, he held a hand out to his side, gesturing you in with a smile. “Come right in!”

       Stepping through the doorway, you couldn’t help being very aware of him next to you, watching you. 

       “Have a seat wherever you like,” he spoke, turning away from you to dry the ends of his hair with the towel around his shoulders.

       “Thank you.” You took a seat on the sofa and tried not to look too nervous.

       “Okay. Go on, love,” he said softly, sitting down next to you. He was still bare-chested and your face was still hot, but you cleared your throat and met his gaze. His chocolate eyes were gentle and warm, but you could see the same nervous energy you felt in them, his lower lip tucking as he bit it. Maybe Seth wasn’t as cool inside as he was acting on the outside. Maybe he was just as scared of rejection as you were of making this confession. 

       Your heart beat a mad pace in your chest, but you reached out and took his hand anyway, smiling as you did. “I wanted to tell you, Seth, that I...I love you.”

       He seemed speechless for a few heartbeats before he laughed breathlessly, sinking back into the cushions. “You’re amazing, Alice,” he said, covering his eyes with his free hand.

       You blinked. “What do you mean?”

       Sitting up again, he leaned forwards and brushed some of your hair away from your face with a flourish, letting the strands fall through his fingers. “No one has ever been able to control me with a single word like you have. Do you have any idea how hopelessly you have me wrapped around your little finger?”

       Your voice caught in your throat as his lips trailed along your jaw and over your cheek, the contact a simple brush of skin against skin as he reached the corner of your mouth. “Do you?” he whispered again softly, and then his lips covered your own. 

       You had suspected his lips would be soft, but nothing could’ve prepared you for how sweet his kiss was, how it sent flutters down your spine and made your whole body flush with a tender, gentle warmth. He didn’t need to be passionate to leave you wanting him. 

       His tongue caressed your bottom lip and you granted him entrance, moaning into his mouth as he stole your breath away. His hands guided your arms around his neck as he pressed into you, following you as you leaned back. You didn’t realize you had closed your eyes until you opened them moments later to find an Adonis hovering above you, a curtain of blue softening the edges of your vision and eyes like molten chocolate gazing down at you.

       “Perhaps you didn’t take my warning seriously before,” he husked, a pleased, lustful grin breaking over his face through soft pants. Taking your hand he drew you up on shaky legs and led you over to the vanity. His voice was a soft, sensual murmur as he continued,  “All men are wolves, love, and it’s even worse when the sun goes down. However, here you are, in one’s den, as innocent as a lamb.” Turning you around, he met your eyes in the mirror, one hand cradling your jaw while his other arm wrapped around you and his head came to rest on your shoulder. “Tell me, do you know what it implies for a woman to come to a man’s room so late at night?”

       “I-I do.”

       His lips graced the sensitive spot below your ear and you shivered. Seth blinked and the playful light in his eyes dimmed a little, turning serious. “Is this what you want then? Do you want me?”

       “Yes,” you answered, your voice steady despite the hammering of your heart in your chest. “I want you, Seth.”

       He exhaled, his grip on you tightening, and then his mouth attached to your neck, his hands drifting. One ran down your thigh, hiking up the fabric of your skirt as it did, while the other undid the buttons of your blouse. Seth moved slowly, allowing you time to get used to his touch, and you leaned into his soft caress, sighing.

       You mewled as his fingers dove into the open top of your shirt and beneath your bra, fondling your breast. “S-Seth!” you stuttered, biting your lip as he rolled your nipple between his fingers. You bucked against him when, a second later, his hand came into contact with your covered womanhood, already damp with the beginnings of your arousal.

    Releasing your neck with a noisy kiss, he nipped at your earlobe and asked, “May I?”

    You nodded, not trusting yourself to answer without squealing. Seth made quick work of your blouse and skirt, stripping you down to your undergarments before drawing the band of your panties down from your hip to drop forgotten to the floor. Your body tensed and you held your breath, but his touch didn’t come, his breath fanning across your cheek instead.

    When you opened your eyes to look at him in the mirror, Seth was looking at you tenderly. His hands caressed your sides, coaxing you to relax as he said, “I won’t hurt you, my love.”

    Reaching back to run your fingers through his hair, you watched him lean into your touch. “I know. I trust you, Seth.” You smiled at him and bumped his chin with your head, signaling him to continue.

    His hand disappeared from view in the mirror and you held your breath as his fingers traveled along the skin of your inner thigh. Seth’s touch started out soft, barely there at all, before he slipped a finger between your folds, pressing his erection into your ass as he did. Your hands grabbed the edge of the vanity for support and your head fell forward, your back arching. 

    “Seth!” you moaned as he stroked you, panting in your ear as he ground against you. The last of your clothing - your bra - fell away with a pinch from his dexterous fingers, and his hand fully cupped your breast, messaging in time with his thrusts. When his finger slipped inside of you, you cried out, your toes curling. A pleasant fire was quickly filling your limbs, your core throbbing with need as your hips moved against his hand instinctively, seeking that delicious friction. 

    “You look so beautiful,” Seth moaned in your ear and you blushed hard at the wetness you could feel coating his fingers and dripping down your inner thigh. Another finger joined the first and his thumb located your clit, nearly bringing you to your knees as you leaned further onto the vanity.

       “Seth, please! Stop teasing!” you cried, turning to look at him as he sucked and kissed at your nape.

       “Hmm? If you don’t like my teasing then why are you moaning?” His fingers plunged deeper, scissoring inside of you, and you would have fallen had his arm around your waist not been holding you up. “I need to make sure you’re nice and prepared for what comes later.”

       “What comes-!” You knew where this was going but for some reason it made it more embarrassing when he said it out loud like that.

       He chuckled. “I thought I’d made my intentions clear, but I’ll say it anyway. I fully intend to make love to you tonight, my dearest Alice.” His lips found yours in a sweet, loving kiss, the contact gentle and adoring. When the kiss broke heartbeats later, he continued brightly, “Now! I think it’s about time I gave you what you wanted.” The pads of his fingers pressed a spot deep inside of you as his thumb pressed down on your clit. “Be my good girl and come all over my fingers?”

       He didn’t have to say any more. Your climax washed over you hard and fast and you distantly felt your body going completely limp in the arms of the man behind you. His name fell from your lips on a cry, your nails digging into his arm. The heat his fingers coaxed from deep inside you was more intense than anything you’d ever felt before, almost overwhelmingly so.

       “That’s it, darling. Oh, you’re so beautiful like this, climaxing all over my fingers,” Seth murmured lovingly in your ear, your skin oversensitive to his warm breath. When you opened your eyes, you were on Seth’s bed, your essence slick on the inside of your thighs and your lover hovering above you, a sly look on his face.  

       “I want to taste you, but I’m so hard it’s painful.” He laughed, the sound musical and sweet, as you blushed, looking away from him. “Another time. Are you ready for me, my love?”

       Your own forwardness surprised you as you wrapped your arms and legs around him and pulled him closer, his cock brushing your heat and making the both of you moan. A part of you was still shy about doing this with Seth, but you loved him and wanted him desperately.

       “Yes,” you answered. “Make love to me?”

       “I love you so much,” he murmured, kissing your brow. “Thank you.”

       You cried out as he pushed himself inside, your vision filled with blue as Seth kissed you cheeks, your nose, your tightly shut eyes, trying to distract you from the painful stretch. His fingers squeezed yours and you squeezed back shakily, trying to tell him you were alright. He was more well-endowed than you’d thought he’d be, and the pain soon turned to pleasure as your walls accommodated him. 

       “Mmm, Seth,” you gasped, fingers digging into his back.

       “Yes? Does it still hurt? I’ll sto-”

       “No!” Your grip on him tightened, bringing him a little deeper within you and making both he and you moan. “No, please. Please, start moving.”

       Pulling back until just the tip was inside of you, he pushed in again. Your moans quickly drove him to move faster, turning forceful and deep as he thrust deep within you over and over. Seth was a very vocal lover, you learned. His moans were loud and unashamed as he buried his cock in your tight heat, the praises spilling from his lips making you redden with more than just pleasure.

       “I’m in love with you. I love you, I love you, I love you,” he repeated. “I’ve wanted you for so long. You’re so beautiful, and now I finally have you. Finally, mine…”

       He paused in his thrusting to fasten your wrists above your head, lacing his fingers with your own. When you blinked at him, he just smiled, cat-like. You writhed, mewling, as his lips descended on your breasts, kissing and sucking at your nipples and leaving love bites in his wake. All the while, you could feel the coil tightening deep within you, signaling your impending climax. 

       “S-Seth, I-!”

       “Are you close, Alice?” The particularly hard thrust that followed his words made your back arch and you wished you had the strength to break his grip so you could touch him. “So am I.”

       His pace increased until the bed was creaking and you were sure the entire hall could hear you, but you didn’t care. All you cared about was the man above you as he brought you over the edge. 

       You screamed his name as you came, Seth following you into his own climax seconds later. His voice was a deep growl as he bit onto your shoulder, his heat spreading through you and leaving you lightheaded as he marked you. He collapsed on top of you moments later, both of you a panting, sweaty mess. The second his grip went slack on your hands, your fingers were in his hair, combing through the cornflower locks and hugging his muscled shoulders.

       “I love you, (y/n),” he panted, his smile adoring as he looked up at you. “I really, really love you.”

       You giggled. Even though you were exhausted, your body spent and sore, you were fizzing with happy, excited energy. You couldn’t remember the last time you were this happy - so happy you wanted to explode. “I really love you too, Seth.” Kissing the top of his head, you snuggled him tighter as he pulled up the blankets and nuzzled into you. Unable to keep your eyes open any longer, the warmth of his breath on your skin quickly lulled you to sleep, feeling warm and loved. 

       The last thing you heard before falling into unconsciousness was Seth’s whisper. “Thanks for making me your man. I promise you, you won’t regret it. I’ll love you forever.”

[imagining-supernatural]

The First Interview

Part 13 of Seventy Percent

Series Summary: When you left on your trip to Vegas, you’d planned on letting loose for one last weekend before heading back to reality and getting your affairs in order so your best friend wouldn’t be left cleaning up your mess when your cancer finally ended your life. What you hadn’t counted on was waking up married to a celebrity who has a knight-in-shining-armor complex, connections with an oncologist, and amazing insurance…

Chapter Summary: Sebastian talks about you on his interview with Seth Myers, and something shifts in your relationship when he gets home that night

Word Count: 1,874

“Sebastian Stan everyone!” Seth Meyers announced. You watched through the screen as Seb walked onto the stage.

You hadn’t watched any of his other interviews, but this was the first one where he was going to talk about you, and you were nervous. You weren’t nervous about what he was going to say, per se. You hadn’t lied when you said you trusted Seb’s judgment. You were just nervous about what came after. What nosey journalists or fans might dredge up. So you figured it was best to be prepared.

While Seb greeted Seth, you decided that you needed to tell him about your past. You wanted him to know. Maybe tonight when he got back…

“So, besides your movie coming out, you’ve been in the headlines a bit lately.” Seth moved on from the small talk about Seb’s upcoming movie.

Sebastian nodded. “Yeah, I have.”

“And you haven’t been alone,” Seth prodded.

“No, Seth, I haven’t been. We had hoped to keep it to ourselves a bit longer, but I suppose a drunken wedding in Vegas isn’t the most secure of wedding venues.”

Seth laughed good-naturedly. “No, it is not. For anyone who hasn’t seen the picture yet, here is Sebastian and his wife in Vegas.” He held up the picture that had been circulating of the two of you and Elvis. That night (or rather, morning after) felt like so long ago. “Now, we were chatting backstage before the show and this is quite the story.”

That understatement made you snort from your blanket nest on Sebastian’s couch. Your snort matched Sebastian’s and he grinned. “That’s one way to put it.”

“First off, this wedding… it wasn’t planned, was it?”

“No. Not at all. That night was basically the most cliché night I’d ever had.”

“Sounded like it belongs in the beginning of a quirky rom-com,” Seth offered.

“My wife, when we discussed this, mentioned how much the people who write or read fan fiction are going to love our story.”

So he was going with the truth. You sighed in relief. Before this moment, you hadn’t thought you would have minded either way. But not having to come up with a lie or half-truth in the future would make your life so much easier.

“We actually just met each other that night. Most of the night was a blur, but the next morning I about had a heart attack when I woke up next to her and saw that ring on her finger and the marriage certificate on the hotel dresser…”

“And the pictures of Elvis on your phone.” Sebastian laughed at Seth’s words, nodded in agreement. “Then you went out to breakfast before heading to the courthouse, is that right?”

“What kind of a husband would I have been if I didn’t take my wife out to eat before going to get the marriage annulled?”

“Not a good one, that’s for sure.” Seth sat forward. “You never got the annulment though. Why was that? Most people, when they wake up married to a complete stranger in Vegas would get the annulment as soon as possible.”

“That was the plan. She was very insistent on the annulment. Kind of a bruise to my ego, you know?” The joke played well and you could tell the laughter of the audience calmed his nerves some. “But her reasons for wanting the annulment became my reasons for putting it off. See, she has cancer and didn’t want to pull anyone into that.”

As soon as he said the c-word, a hush fell over the room. The tension was palpable even through the TV screen.

“The treatment options she had weren’t promising, and there were a few other complications that led her to decide that she didn’t want to pursue treatment. That Vegas trip was supposed to be her last hurrah.”

“Hell of a last hurrah,” Seth said. “So, it was your idea to not get the annulment?”

“Yes. I had to practically force her to get on a plane and see my friend, who is an oncologist, for a second opinion. She was insistent on not getting me involved. And the entire time, I wasn’t sure why I was pushing the issue so hard for someone I had just met.”

“But you’re glad you did.” Since it wasn’t phrased like a question, you had to assume Seb had spoke to Seth at length before the show.

“I am, yes.” No hesitation. “We got her into a promising treatment plan and, though it hasn’t been easy, and even though she has horrible taste in music, I have absolutely no regrets.”

Seth waited a moment for the applause to die down. “From what you told me backstage, she sounds like a wonderful, strong woman. I’m sure it was quite the adjustment to go from bachelor life to living with someone who doesn’t take no for an answer.”

Seb laughed. “You’d think that, wouldn’t you? But, no. It wasn’t that hard. I’ve liked getting to know her and becoming really close friends with her. And you’re right, she is so great. And strong. But cancer treatment is really tough and the idea of being hounded by the press has caused her stress that she shouldn’t have to deal with while going through this.”

“I’m sure that after a day in the hospital, the last thing she wants to do is be bombarded with cameras and questions, right?”

“Right. She’s strong, but all of her energy needs to go towards focusing on getting better. We’ll be putting out an official statement soon, but I’d like to use this opportunity to request that everyone respects our privacy. Our relationship isn’t conventional, and I know that makes us exciting, but we need to focus on her health right now. Not the curiosity of the media.”

“It’s obvious you care for her quite a bit, and we hope both of you the best. Hopefully the next time you’re in that seat, your wife will be cancer free.”

Seth finished up by reminding the audience about Sebastian’s movie that was coming out and the camera panned away to commercials now that the allotted time for the interview was up.

Not caring for the rest of the interviews, you turned off the TV. Before the TV even went dark, you turned it on again and put on an old sitcom for background noise.

It’s obvious you care for her quite a bit.

What the hell had Seth meant by that?

Your phone vibrated and you checked the text from Seb.

Sebastian: You see it yet?

Me: I have bad taste in music, huh?

Me: That’s rich coming from someone who has never heard a Weird Al song before he met me

Sebastian: You made me listen to that song about Albuquerque and Sauer kraut so now it’s a valid opinion, since I have heard a Weird Al song

Sebastian: What’d you think about the rest? Did I fuck up anywhere?

Me: It was good. I’m glad you went with the truth

Sebastian: It’s a good story

Me: makes you sound like a selfless hero

Sebastian: I AM a selfless hero, thank u very much

Sebastian: But it’s also our story and I like it

Sebastian: Wouldn’t change a single thing

You stared at his texts for a good minute before getting the courage to type what came next.

Me: No regrets? Really?

His answer came almost instantly.

Sebastian: None at all

Sebastian: That fight over the weekend sucked, but I think we needed it. Cleared some things up for me at least

The fight hadn’t been what you’d been going for. You weren’t fishing for any apology. In fact, you weren’t really sure why you’d asked.

Sebastian: I should be home in an hour or two. Think you’ll be up still?

Me: I make no promises, but I’ll try

Sebastian: See you soon sweetheart

A hand on your shoulder woke you. Groggily, you opened your eyes to see Sebastian smiling at you from where he was knelt in front of the couch.

“Did I fall asleep?”

“Yeah. Unless you’ve been ignoring my texts, you fell asleep like, five minutes after you said you’d try to stay awake.”

“Shit, I suck.”

“Nah,” he assured you. “Blame Helen and Dr. Chowdhury. They’re the ones making your body literally attack itself.”

“Mmm.” You blinked a few times, trying to clear the sleep from your eyes. As you looked at his face, you remembered your decision to tell him about your family. “Hey, Seb? I wanna talk to you about something.”

He smoothed his hand over your hair, cupping the back of your neck. “Can it wait ‘til tomorrow? We’ve both had a long day and I’m beat.”

“Suppose it can.”

“Good.” Before you could say anything, he slid one arm under your knees and the other around your back, lifting you easily. “Then let’s get a good night sleep and talk about it tomorrow.”

“What are you—I can walk, you know.”

“And I can carry you.” Any response you’d had was cut off when he walked past the guest room and nudged open his bedroom door with his hip. He set you down on his bed and leaned over you, arms straight with hands next to your shoulders. “We done saying obvious things?”

No. “This is your room.”

“Yeah,” he raised an eyebrow. “That okay?”

Was it? You searched his eyes, looking for something… a reason, perhaps? Why were you in his room? “I—I guess.”

“Yeah?” Behind his bravado, you could finally see a slight hesitation. A little insecurity. That flicker helped calm your nerves. Sure, you still didn’t know why he wanted you here, but it was nice to see that he wasn’t sure about it either. Equal ground and all that.

“Yeah. Long as you don’t steal the blankets.”

Your teasing unlocked his grin and he pressed a kiss to your forehead before standing up straight. “Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart.”

There it was again.

“I, uh, I need to wash my face and, uh, grab my pajamas.” And have a moment alone to think so I don’t explode from whatever the fuck this feeling in my chest is. “Can I walk myself, or do you want to carry me?”

“Hurry back,” he said in lieu of an answer.

When you closed the guest bedroom door to change clothes, you leaned back against it for a second and tried to calm your heart.

Sure, you’d cuddled on the couch over the last few weeks. It wasn’t like this was much different.

But it was.

He’d started calling you sweetheart. He’d started kissing your forehead. He’d started holding your hand more. You’d started holding his hand. As in initiating the physical contact.

This wasn’t just cuddling, you thought to yourself as you grabbed your pajamas from the dresser. The thought was scary, but you almost didn’t care.

And, after you’d gone through your bedtime routine and hesitantly pushed open his door, all of your concerns flew away when he grinned at you and held open the sheets for you. As soon as you were secure in his arms, you came to the terrifying realization that there was nowhere else you’d rather be.

Sleeping in the same bed!?! The world knowing about her cancer!? Her wanting to tell Seb about her past?! What is the next thing that’ll go wrong? (Because you know it’s not all smooth sailing from here)

Chapter 14: The First Conversation

[captain-mcdavid]

word count: 2.9k

smut: yes | no

warnings: swearing, angst, angst, and more angst, alcohol

You’re frantically searching the bar for Emma, but you’re coming up empty amidst your panic. All you can think about is getting the hell out of here but you can’t leave without her. You’re about to pull out your phone when a gentle hand lands on your arm, and you flip to find Seth behind you. 

“Are you okay?” He asks, and you shake your head. 

“I need to get out of here, but I can’t find Emma.” You tell him, and he nods, rubbing his hand over your back while he looks around. 

“Why don’t we go outside and you can phone her from out there, yeah? It’s quieter.” He says, and you nod following him through the crowd. The cold air hits you like a brick wall, and you pull your phone out again, clicking on Emma’s contact for the fourth time while you raise the phone to your ear. 

Seth waits patiently while you wait for her to pick up, but once again, nothing. With an annoyed sigh you shove it back into your pocket. “I don’t know where she is,” You whisper, biting the inside of your cheek with annoyance. The last thing in the world that you want is to go back in there and look for her. 

“I can give you a ride home if you want?” Seth offers, and your first instinct is to say no, but you just want to leave, so you nod, and he smiles gently, leading you to his car. 

He pulls out of the parking lot and you rest your head against the window, happy to be off your feet. The ride is silent for the first few minutes, but then Seth is looking over at you with concerned eyes. 

“What’d he do in there?” He asks, and you look the other way, not wanting him to notice how choked up you are. “Do I wanna know? Or is it just gonna make me wanna knock him out?” 

“Probably the latter,” You mumble and Seth groans. 

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” He sounds exasperated and you meet his eyes.

“Seth don’t apologize,” You state, words strong. “You have nothing to be sorry for, it’s my fault. I dragged you into all of this, I’m the reason he punched you.” 

He chuckles, surprisingly enough. “To be honest, the punch didn’t really hurt.” 

You raise your eyebrows with disbelief and Seth grins, “I think he was holding back. I’ve seen him wind up for a big hit before, and it wasn’t anything like that. I literally think he flinched before he did it,” This has you both laughing, grinning like idiots at each other because it sounds so unrealistic. “Believe me, I saw his fist go up and I was fully prepared to go through concussion protocol, but after it was done I was kinda just thinking like, ‘really? is that it?’” 

When your laughter dies down you look over at the sweet guy sitting next to you, and you quietly whisper, “He still shouldn’t have done it.” 

The light hearted feeling goes away almost instantly and Seth shrugs. “It’s whatever, it’s in the past.”  The half smile he gives you so Seth that you almost melt. He legitimately doesn’t care that his best friend punched him, or that you dragged him in to this thing in the first place, because all of it is past tense to him. You find yourself wishing for that ability that he has, the ability to let things go, because neither Josh nor you seem to be able to do that. 

His phone rings in the cup holder and like the gentleman he is, he apologizes to you quickly before picking it up and holding it to his ear. Ironically enough, a few seconds later your phone starts to ring as well. 

Laura, one of your friends that was also out with you tonight, is popping up on the screen and you answer quickly, trying to stay somewhat quiet so you don’t interrupt Seth. “Laura? Hey, everything alright?” 

“Y/N, thank god,” The voice that responds isn’t Laura though, and you find yourself breathing out a sigh of relief. 

“Em, where have you been? I called you hundreds of times.” You scold, but you’re not really mad, you’re just glad she’s okay. 

“I”m sorry, I lost my phone, I’ve looked everywhere but I can’t find it.”She explains, “Where are you?”

“Seth is taking me home,” You tell her, “I’m sorry I thought you left without me, I can come back and we can go together?” You suggest, but she’s already hushing you. 

“No, no. You needed to get out of here, I understand it’s okay. I’ll go home with Laura,” She insists, and you smile, murmuring a thank you. 

“Are you alright though? Do you wanna talk about it?” She asks quietly, and you shake your head even though she can’t see you. 

“Can I call you in the morning? I just need some time to process,” 

“Of course,” She says, “I’ll talk to you tomorrow, I love you,” 

“Get home safe, I love you too.” Ending the call with a sigh, you turn to Seth, “Good news,” You chirp, “Emma’s alive, she just lost her phone.”

Seth doesn't respond, looking less than pleased while he forces out a response, “That’s great, I have some not so great news though.” 

His words send your stomach down to the ground and you feel your skin go pale. From the severity of Seth’s reaction, you know this is bad. 

“What?” You ask, but you’re not sure if you really want him to answer. “What happened?”

“Boone just phoned, Josh saw us leave together apparently, and he’s pissed.”

Your head falls into your hands, endless curses running through your mind while you try to think of what that could possibly mean. “We have to talk to him,” You say, and Seth nods. 

“Yeah, we can’t let him think that something is going on again,” He agrees, “Cause if he does he might not hold back on that punch this time,” 

You snort a little, but Seth’s cute jokes aren’t enough to lighten the mood. “Boone said he went home, should we just meet him there?” 

You nod, and the closer you get to their building, the more nervous you get. You’ve dealt with so many different sides to Josh, but you never got the same reaction twice, so you honestly have no idea what’s to come, and that’s the scariest part of all. 

Seth parks the car, and you barely have the guts to get out, and it’s like Seth can sense your nerves, cause he smiles gently and says, “I’ll go with you. I feel like maybe we should both talk to him,” 

“Yeah, that might be a good idea.” You give him a soft smile, before you both get out of the car and head up, stomachs churning with nerves when you make it to his door. 

You decide to just rip off the band-aid, knocking quickly, head spinning when you hear movement on the other side. But when someone you’re not expecting opens the door, your blood runs cold. 

“Oh, god. Seriously?” She starts, “Is this still a thing?” 

“Lindsay, what the fuck are you doing here?” The animosity in your voice surprises even you, and she raises her brows with a cocky smirk. 

“Do you actually have to ask?” She says the words just as Josh appears from behind the door, jaw clenching when he locks eyes with you.

“You called her?” You ask, and Josh just shrugs. “I can’t believe you,” You say incredulously. 

“Oh, thought you two would be busy.” He chirps, and you’re about to say something back when Seth jumps in. 

“Are you fucking serious, dude?”  

“Stay-” Josh starts but Seth is venomously cutting him off. 

“No, I’m not gonna stay out of it. I did that before but I’m not gonna stand around and watch while you treat her like shit.” 

“Dude, you literally have no idea what’s going on,” Josh tries, but Seth is scoffing sarcastically.

“I know exactly what’s going on cause you two dragged me into the middle of it!” You’ve never seen Seth like this, even on the ice he always looks so calm, but this is a different side to him, one that would put up a fight against the angry Josh that punched him months ago. “And I know that you’re hiding a shit ton of stuff, including the way that you feel about her.” Seth points to you as he says it, pausing while Josh’s jaw clenches. 

“Stop fucking with each others heads and just admit what everyone knows,” They have a stare down for a moment, Seth looking at Josh like he knows something the rest of you don’t. Josh shakes his head quickly but Seth ignores him, “You heard her message, you know how she feels, all you gotta do is say it back.” 

Your heart stops and Josh’s eyes fall the the ground. You had completely forgotten about the message you left on his answering machine the night he went home. The one where you told him you loved him... You honestly didn’t think he’d ever hear it, but according to Seth, he had. 

Why didn’t he say anything?

An immediate feeling of dread sets in when you think that question over. Why wouldn’t he say something? Because obviously he doesn’t feel the same way you do. 

On the phone, at the bar... He’s said it so many times but you ignored it every time, you fought it, you believed he felt something back but it’s clear now that he doesn’t, and that he never has. 

And suddenly you feel like you’re back at square one. When this whole thing started your main goal was to be the player, not the played. And you’re standing here, looking like a fool again, because you fell for his tricks, and you fell for Lindsay’s tricks. Both of them are here, realizing how much of an idiot you are, and your whole body is burning with embarrassment. 

You continue to stare at Josh, tears welling in your eyes, and when he finally looks up at you, you feel completely broken. He rubs at the back of his neck and looks sheepishly at Seth. 

“I’m gonna go. And let you guys figure your shit out. And Josh, unless you want me to return that right hook, you better step the fuck up.” 

But you can’t be left alone with the two of them, you don’t even want to be alone with Josh, You want to leave and go home and cry and then move on. You just want out. 

“Take me home, Seth.”

All eyes in the room are on you now, but your gaze remains trained on the floor. 

“Y/N,” Josh says, but you just shake your head, reaching for Seth’s arm while you try to contain your emotions. You’re already embarrassed enough, they don’t need to see you cry too. 

“Seth please,” You beg, “I want to go home,”

He takes a step closer to you, tone softening while he whispers, speaking only to you in a hushed, careful tone, “Are you sure you don’t wanna stay and talk things out?”

You shake your head, sucking in a shaky breath, biting your lips like it’ll help keep the tears at bay. 

“Y/N,” Josh says again, but you step in this time. 

“I’m so tired of being hurt,” Your voice flutters, but you managed to actually get it out. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Josh opens his mouth like he wants to say something else, but you just shake your head. “I’m done, Josh.”

The words are final, and you take one last look at him before turning to Seth. He just nods once, and then ushers you away. He wraps a strong arm around you, and you wish it was enough to hold together your shattered heart, but it’s not even close. 

[medievalmonk]

The Power Within

You were an assistant in a Stark lab, where a group of SHIELD scientists were tasked with studying the Power Stone. They accidentally triggered its power; in the aftermath of the explosion, only you were left alive.

Now you’re living in a remote Alaskan town, trying to adjust to the new powers that the Stone gave you, and wanting nothing more than to be left alone.

One evening, after you got home from work, Bucky and Natasha show up on your porch, at the behest of Tony, and they bring Loki with them.

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You were tired. 

No, more like exhausted by the time you were able to leave your part time job to head home. Before you could leave town though, you had to stock up on groceries, in case you couldn’t get out for a few days, as it had started snowing.

“That should do it.”

Seth, the bagger from the grocery store, closed the hatch on your SUV after he’d finished loading your purchases. 

“Drive carefully, and keep her between the ditches,” he said, as you walked toward the driver side door. 

You waved at him before shutting the door and buckling in. After starting the engine, you turned the radio up just a bit, listening for weather alerts between the classic pop songs on the radio. 

The weather had taken a downturn from the previous day; more snow wasn’t expected for two more days, but it had appeared earlier than was forecast. 

“They can’t be right every time,” you muttered to yourself while putting the car in gear and slowly pulling out of the parking lot. 

You didn’t mind driving in snow most days, but driving after sunset presented its own challenges. The drive to your cabin was a forty-five minute trip on a good day; this was not a good day so you expected the trip to be longer than normal. 

You’d been in the tiny Alaskan town just shy of two years, and with the help of the locals, had learned how to handle snow and drive in it. You still didn’t like driving in it after dark, because the wildlife tended to start moving at night, and you had no desire to have a moose or grizzly bear end up riding shotgun for you. 

You'd seen what a moose could do to a car but didn’t want to experience that for yourself. The townsfolk had also been very clear and adamant that you should always carry a gun with you, in case you had to defend yourself from an animal, or put one out of its misery if you happened to hit it. 

They didn’t know that you could likely handle either situation without the use of a firearm. You arrived in the town after fleeing from the East coast. Some of the residents may have suspected something was wrong when you never wanted to talk about friends or family, but as long as they weren’t in danger, they didn’t ask too many questions. 

While concentrating on your driving, there was movement in your peripheral vision. At first you thought it was a bear, but that was dispelled when you made out a decidedly human face on the creature that had emerged from the side of the narrow road. 

You screamed while turning the wheel to try to avoid hitting whatever it was, and you felt a slight bump as you failed to avoid it altogether.

“Crap, Crap, Crap!!”

The car slid to a stop when you jammed on the brakes, then shuddered when you threw it into “Park” before you’d completely stopped. Frantic, you searched the glovebox and center console for the flashlight you kept in the vehicle. 

“Put it back in the same spot!” You scolded yourself outloud when you finally found it. 

You exited the car quickly and almost fell flat on your backside when your winter boots found a patch of ice. Once you got your balance, you moved more cautiously toward the rear of the vehicle to search for whatever you’d hit.

There was nothing in the road or near your car, so you walked back to where you thought the figure first lurched out of the shadows. After checking both sides of the road and the ditches, you were perplexed. You knew that you’d seen and hit something, something that looked to be human, but there was nothing to be found, not even a mark on your car. 

You decided that you’d call the police once you got home, and come out again during daylight just to be sure that no one needed help. Once home, you checked your car again under better lighting but found no damage. You reported the incident to the local police, in case someone had been injured. 

It took several trips to get your groceries into the house, then you brought in firewood in order to keep the fire going in case the power went out. The generator would come on if that happened, but you didn’t want to use too much fuel unless necessary. 

Just as you sat down to eat your dinner, a knock sounded at the door. It startled you, since the cabin wasn’t in near proximity to anyone else. You weren’t expecting a visit from the police unless they found something, so you palmed the pistol that you always kept on you. 

Another knock came as you quietly moved through the living room toward the door. Before opening it, you flipped on the porch light, then took a look through the peephole. Your forehead rested against the wood for a moment before you unlocked it to pull it open.  

Your gaze went to the faces of the three people that stood there. Two of them were familiar to you, but you’d never seen the third one. As you silently studied his face, he shifted impatiently. 

“You dare?” He hissed. 

He’d felt your mental touch when you gently reached out with your telepathy; you could have invaded his mind with no effort at all, but rarely did that unless absolutely necessary. The brief touch told you what he was, even if it couldn’t tell you who he was. 

He was strong, both mentally and physically, and there was something that he kept deeply hidden. This “something” made you curious, but not enough to let him into your house.  

“I don’t know you,” you said, before looking at the other two. “And whatever it is, the answer is ‘no.’”

With that, you stepped back so that you could close the door. When the stranger put out a hand to hold it open, your reaction wasn’t one that he expected. He found himself and his two companions back at their vehicle, which was parked at the end of your driveway. They hadn’t so much as stumbled when you teleported them away from your house. 

“I asked you to leave her to me!” The female of the group rounded on him angrily.

“She dared to invade my mind!”

“If she’d done that, you would be dead!” 

The group walked back to the porch, with the woman knocking again. Once again, you opened the door but didn’t invite them in. 

“I don’t imagine that you warned him?” You asked, quietly. 

“He was warned,” the other man replied. “Are you going to let us come in, at least to get warm?”

“Bucky, the cold doesn’t bother you any more than it bothers Steve, so don’t try to play on my sympathies,” you told him. “Why did he send you and Natasha instead of coming after me himself?”

“Can we come in?” Natasha asked, softly. 

You wanted to close the door, you really did, but you found that you couldn’t turn them away, even though it would probably be in your best interest to do so. You turned to go back to your meal, which was likely cold by now, leaving them to enter the house and close the door behind them. 

“Who’s that?” You asked, indicating the tall man who still appeared to be angry. 

“This is Loki…” Natasha started to introduce him but you interrupted her when you recognized the name. 

“Ah, yes. Loki of Asgard,” you said. “Thor’s your brother, right?”

Loki had started to respond, but then realized how you’d phrased the question. He was surprised for just a brief moment before he nodded. 

“You hit my car, too, didn’t you?” 

“It was more the other way around,” he replied, stiffly. 

“My bad.” You shrugged. “Perhaps you shouldn’t be lurking in the ditches.”

Loki bristled again, causing Natasha to shoot him a glare. He kept his peace but she could tell that it was a near thing. She wondered again why Tony had insisted that Loki accompany them. She knew that Loki would be able to confirm whether you lied to them, but she couldn’t imagine that Tony wouldn’t know that he would antagonize you, which was the last thing they wanted. 

“There’s beef stew in the crockpot, if you’re hungry. I have tea, coffee, water or alcohol if you prefer,” you told them, while sitting at the table again. “I’m limited on groceries, as I wasn’t expecting company.”

Natasha went to the cabinet to get soup bowls for herself and Bucky, then took down a third one when Loki nodded at her unspoken question. You ignored them while you stared into your bowl as you ate slowly, but you could feel Loki’s attention on you. You laid the pistol on the table within easy reach. 

Bucky helped himself to some whiskey from the bottle that was on the table, then silently poured more into your glass. When Natasha sat down, she looked you over and saw that you looked tired, and that the grey streak in your hair was more pronounced. 

“May I?” She asked, indicating the pistol. 

You nodded and then put the holster with it. Natasha holstered it before handing it to Bucky. 

“You’re tired,” she said, softly. 

“Always,” you replied. 

It took a lot of effort to not teleport, read someone’s mind, or move things telekinetically; you had to make a conscientious effort not to do any of those so that the residents in the small town would be none the wiser.  Those three were relatively easy to keep tamped down, but it was your ability to control lightning that was more difficult to hide, especially if you became upset. 

“Come home,” she responded, just as softly. 

“You know that I won’t do that,” you told her, before fixing your gaze on Loki. “Why were you on the side of the road?”

“To get you to stop,” he replied. 

“I stopped. What would your next move have been?” You asked, sitting back in your chair to give him your undivided attention. “Were you going to throw a sack over my head and shove me into your car?”

“The thought had crossed my mind,” he said. “But I was overridden.”

“You should listen to them.” You scrubbed a hand across your face before drinking your whiskey. 

When you reached for the bottle, Bucky pushed it away, knowing that alcohol mixed with your powers made for a bad combination. He wasn’t sure how much alcohol you’d had already and didn’t want to throw fuel on the fire. You scowled at him before flexing your fingers slightly. The bottle flew into your hand, and you poured more for yourself. 

“Don’t do that,” you told him. 

You got up to put your bowl into the sink, then sat back down to finish your drink. 

“Are you staying here tonight?” You asked Natasha. 

“We’re not staying,” Loki replied before she could respond. “The plan was to return to the Tower with you. So, you will be coming with us.”

“Oh?” You said. “And who’s going to make me?”

“I will.”

“You and what army?” Your voice was deceptively calm.

“I do not require -“

His voice trailed off when a silver sphere of energy appeared in your hand, then grew bigger when you pressed it between your palms. Bucky and Natasha both slid their chairs away from the table before they shot to their feet. 

“Stop!”  Natasha called your name in an effort to draw your attention away from Loki. 

“Get out of my house,” you hissed, angrily. 

“That’s impressive, little one, but you have no idea who you’re dealing with,” Loki said. 

“Neither do you.”

The dining table flipped onto its side, out of the way, as you stood, eyes fixed on him as he also stood. The slight smirk on his face was enough to infuriate you to the point where you wanted to hurt him. 

The sphere in your hands grew even larger before tendrils from it launched toward Loki, and circled his wrists, upper arms and then his neck. The harder he fought against the restraints, the more you fought to keep him tethered. More tendrils wrapped around his chest then knees as you attempted to take him to the ground. 

Natasha continued to call your name while getting as close as she dared. Bucky also looked for a way to stop you that wouldn’t get them all killed. Neither of them had ever seen you so angry and lost to reason; you actually had your teeth bared as you concentrated on Loki. 

Finally, another sphere of energy surged from your hands and hit Loki in the chest. It knocked him backwards, and you took the advantage and yanked his legs out from under him. He fell heavily into a counter, then slid to the floor. 

Once you had him down, you took a deep breath while letting the energy surge lapse. Loki remained where he was, his expression impassive as he stared at you. 

“I’m going to bed. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen,” you finally said. “There’s a spare bedroom upstairs and the couch folds out to another bed. I’ll leave you to sort it out. I’m not sharing my room.”

You left with the partial bottle of whiskey tucked under your arm. Once they heard your door close, Loki smiled before getting to his feet. 

“I like her,” he announced, with a chuckle. 

Bucky and Natasha looked at each other in confusion. 

“She just knocked you on your ass and you like her?” Bucky asked, incredulously. 

“Hmmm.” Loki busied himself with dusting off his clothes, then smoothing his hair down. “Will she go quietly?”

“Yeah, I’m thinking that’s gonna be a ‘NO,’” Bucky replied. 

— — —

Once you were alone in your room, you shakily sat on the side of the bed. Tears brimmed your eyes and you angrily wiped them away before tilting the whiskey bottle to your lips. 

It was unlike you to have such a strong reaction to a perfect stranger. You knew that if Loki had been less powerful, you could easily have killed him. 

This was the main reason that you’d exiled yourself, to prevent this type of thing from happening. While you could control the lightning to a certain extent, your emotions tended to get the best of you, and you didn’t want to risk hurting anyone by accident.

Stupid Power Stone, you thought, thinking back to that fateful day two years ago that had seen an upheaval in your life. 

— —

Scientists who hadn’t known what they were dealing with caused the lab accident that changed you forever. They had attempted to learn the secrets of the beautiful purple stone, and had failed catastrophically. At the time, no one knew what it was, until Thor had a vision about the five Infinity Stones. 

They would be careful, they said. Nothing could go wrong, they insisted. 

At the time, you were an assistant to one of the scientists tasked with studying the stone. Your job was to take notes and get coffee. You were not to express any misgivings about the research. Just take the notes and get the coffee. 

On THE day, you were taking notes as usual while the scientists worked near the Power Stone. They were trying to activate it without touching it, since they had been warned by Thor that no mortal could wield the stone or its power. 

Something had happened that day, but you couldn’t remember anything other than a bright, purplish flash, then coming to with Thor grasping your arms as you struggled to sit up. 

The scientists were gone, presumably disintegrated, in the aftermath of the explosion.

You alone were left alive in the decimated lab. 

The Stone had liked her. 

You had overheard Thor and Tony Stark talking while you were in the infirmary. They thought you were sleeping, and felt they were far enough away so that you couldn’t hear them. 

An Infinity Stone had liked you so much that it not only didn’t kill you, it changed you so drastically that you still weren’t adjusted. 

The Stone had jumpstarted the telepathy, and the first few days after you regained consciousness had nearly driven you insane. You were able to hear the thoughts of the people around you, maybe even the entire building, but didn’t know how to turn it off. 

The telekinesis manifested next; you’d thrown a doctor through the observation window of your room when he couldn’t, or wouldn’t, answer your questions. 

The first time you teleported had terrified you. You ended up on the promenade that Tony and Thor used as takeoff and landing pads. It was freezing cold, and you were wearing thin pajamas, and didn’t have on shoes or socks. 

You heard Tony swearing just before he and Thor approached you. You were angry at Tony, since it was his lab that hosted the research, although the scientists worked for SHIELD. Deep down, you knew that it wasn’t fair to blame him, but someone was to blame since those scientists had managed to kill themselves and could no longer face the consequences.

When you had turned to face the two men, you found that Tony stayed back to let Thor move closer to you. You didn’t know until afterwards that lightning sparked from your fingertips, and that your eyes glowed with a purple light. 

Thor gently draped his red cape around you after noticing that your teeth were chattering before he guided you back toward the penthouse. 

“I don’t have clearance to be up here,” you had whispered. 

“I won’t tell if you won’t,” Thor replied, while rubbing warmth into your arms. 

“Alright,” you responded, nodding shakily. “Thank you.”

— — 

The next morning at the cabin, you were awakened when a loud noise from the living room or kitchen startled you. 

You were slightly hungover; luckily there hadn’t been too much whiskey left in the bottle that you took to bed with you. Slowly, you rolled to your back and rubbed your face with both hands. 

You’d gone to sleep thinking about the Power Stone and dreaming about the accident and the aftermath. You laid still, staring at the ceiling while your thoughts raced around. 

You knew you should find a place to start over before things got too complex, and before Natasha and Bucky made their move to take you back to New York. You had cash stashed in your room, enough to start over almost anywhere. 

The money came from your part time job; each week, you’d take the check to the bank and get cash. Your account held more money that you never touched, and at the beginning of each month, more would be deposited. You suspected that the money came from Tony Stark, and you were determined not to touch it. 

You’ve probably been here too long anyway. The townsfolk had noticed strangers in town, and Seth was kind enough to tell you privately that they’d been asking about you.

You’d thought that a small hamlet in Alaska was far enough off anyone’s radar to allow you to live in peace. Perhaps it was a small world, after all, and you’d had almost two years of quiet. 

You debated just picking a spot on a map, then trying to teleport yourself there. If you succeeded, good; if not, you were certain that there were worse ways to die. 

When you emerged from your room, showered, dressed and with your cash in a money belt that was hidden under your shirt, two of your houseguests were already in the kitchen. Natasha stood at the stove, scrambling eggs while Bucky made toast. 

Loki stood in front of the three bookcases which were overflowing with books, perusing the collection. 

“Feel free to take any that you like,” you told him. “I’ve read them all.”

With that, you picked up your tablet and sat on the sofa to browse likely locations for you to try to ‘port to. You needed an out-of-the way place, where a new arrival wouldn’t alarm any locals. 

Mountains or plains? Cold or warm? The possibilities were endless, of course, but you did need to choose wisely. 

You were unaware that Loki watched intently when you got up to move toward the table once Natasha finished cooking. 

“Agent Romanoff.”

His voice was directly behind you, then his arms slid around you. His hands gripped your wrists to hold you arms crossed over your chest as you started to fight him. Natasha was quick to inject a sedative into the side of your neck, and Loki held you until he was sure that you were unconscious.

Traitors.

They all heard your voice in their heads as you slowly went limp in Loki’s arms. 

— — —

“Damn it,” Bucky swore from the backseat of the SUV that Natasha drove. “I thought we were going to wait to see if we could gently talk her into coming back!”

“Plans change,” Loki replied, nonchalantly. “She was ready to teleport out of there.”

“Well, she’s fighting the sedative and with this snow on the roads, we’ll never get back to the quinjet before it wears off.”

Bucky held you in his lap, and even though the sedative was enough to knock him out, he could feel the tension in your body. You would occasionally twitch, so he spoke softly, soothingly.

Liars. Deceivers. Don’t take me back. Kill me, please...

They all heard your mental voice. When your fingertips began to emit sparks, Bucky swore again before Loki reached over to place his hand on your forehead. After a moment, you relaxed against Bucky and he could tell that you were fully unconscious. 

“How did you know she was getting ready to escape?” Bucky asked. 

“She has paper money tied to her waist.”

“What?!” 

Bucky found the money belt and unfastened it. “Geez.”

— — —

“Is the room ready?” Bucky asked as he carried you off the quinjet.

“As ready as it will ever be,” Tony replied, although his expression mirrored his doubts. 

He led the way to the containment unit that had been prepared for just this occasion. He’d wanted a way to keep you from hurting anyone, or yourself, until they could figure out this Power Stone thing. 

Loki and Natasha followed, with both keeping alert in case you suddenly came to. Bucky put you on the bed, then covered you up before leaving the room. Once everyone was out, Tony had Jarvis close the doors.

“Brother?” Thor motioned toward Loki, who nodded before he worked a spell that would keep the glass from shattering if you tried to break through. No one could get in or out while the spell was intact. 

Loki had just finished his incantation when you sat up suddenly, fully conscious. They all watched when you leaped off the bed to get to the door; when you couldn’t force it open, you tried throwing furniture at the large observation windows. The furniture bounced off the magic-reinforced glass, so you tried a different route with lightning. 

When that didn’t work, every piece of furniture was tossed in different directions when you let loose with telekinesis. Your fingertips glowed whitehot while your eyes gleamed with the unmistakable purple hue of the Power Stone. 

Telepathy, telekinesis, teleportation, the triple threat, as he’d called it after you had teleported to the promenade that very first time. 

Tony swore softly under his breath, uncertain how this could be fixed, or even if it could be fixed. 

“Impressive, hmm?” Loki commented, while he watched intently. “So much power in a little mortal body. Will it kill her, I wonder?”

“Brother.” Thor shook his head at Loki. 

“No, it’s alright, let him talk,” Tony replied. “This is kinda my fault for allowing those idiots to play around with that thing here. She’s my employee and my responsibility.”

“I quit, remember.”

Tony met your gaze when you stood in front of him. He watched when you looked around your room, as if trying to find a weakness through which you could escape. 

“I never accepted your resignation,” he replied. “So, still employed.”

“Then I suppose that explains why my pay is still being deposited into my bank account,” you responded. “You should have left me where you found me.”

“Maybe, but there were others besides us looking for you. We couldn’t wait any longer.”

You were silent as you continued to study the windows, running a hand along the glass while you slowly walked until you stood in front of Loki. 

“I’m hungry.” 

I like you. You want to get away from this realm...with guidance, I could help you. Your thoughts are there, I know what you want. 

Loki shifted just slightly when you spoke to him directly. His face remained stoic, for the benefit of the others, but he could see the possibilities of your offer. When he said nothing, you turned your attention to Thor, who stood beside him. 

Thor returned your soft smile, his blue eyes reflecting his worry. He raised his hand to the glass, placing it to match yours. He had always been kind to you, even reprimanding the scientists when he felt they were being too harsh with you. 

Finally, you had enough of being stared at like a rare animal in a zoo, and gave the glass a slap that made it vibrate before you went back to the bed. 

“I’m hungry,” you said again.

— — —

Several days had passed before Tony was able to check on you. Earlier in the week everyone except Loki had been summoned to DC for a meeting, and had just returned. 

“This is new,” he commented, as Thor and Bucky joined him. 

He was shocked to see that you were levitating, cross legged, several inches above the surface of the bed. Every item in the room that wasn’t anchored down also floated in the air. 

Jarvis had been given instructions to play music if you asked, so your room literally vibrated with sound. You had him turn the volume up until the windows shuddered from the assault. The communication to the room was two-way, and after only several hours of listening, Loki had turned it off where he couldn’t hear it, but movement of the glass triggered the spell, causing no minor irritation to him. 

“Yes.” 

Loki had remained on guard and to observe; he dismissed the doctor assigned to share guard duty, not wanting anyone there who would anger you. Jarvis would record any activities that needed to be reviewed. Then he stayed awake, more or less keeping you company, although you didn’t speak to him other than to repeat your offer.

“How long has she been doing that?” Bucky asked, uneasily. 

“Two days,” Loki replied. 

“Has she eaten?” Thor asked. 

“Very little.”

The men were silent for several minutes while they merely watched. 

“Has she said anything?” Tony finally asked. 

“No.”

Loki decided not to tell them that you spoke to him almost constantly, your voice soft in his head, offering to help him escape. They could go anywhere he wanted if he was willing to be the guide. It wasn’t something that he would discount completely. 

He never replied to your soft queries, but you knew that he was sorely tempted. You decided that once you were able to escape the room and his spell, you would ask him again. 

Once he was left alone with you, he watched closely. He could tell that you were still learning to use the power given to you as a result of the lab accident. You weren’t quite perfect, because emotions tended to make you lose control. He was sure that with time, you would learn to let nothing faze you. 

Jarvis had shown him videos of the accident itself, of the tests that the doctors had put you through, and the failures that had come close to injuring them. Loki found it rather amusing that these mortal doctors had continuously underestimated the power of your new gifts. 

Loki could appreciate that you were chaos itself, at least until you learned control. When Tony had him go with Bucky and Natasha to retrieve you, his main objective was to prevent you from escaping and to assess exactly how strong you were. 

The little skirmish in the kitchen told him a lot; most of it he would keep to himself while telling Tony only the bare minimum of what he wanted to know. Loki felt that you could possibly teleport to a different realm, if you knew where to go.

“Jarvis, turn the music off, will ya?”

“Of course, sir.”

The sound went off suddenly, but you didn’t move right away. Finally, the objects that you’d been levitating hit the floor while you slowly lowered yourself to the bed. 

“Well?” You asked, when no one said anything. 

“Are you hungry?” Tony asked. “Loki said you weren’t eating.”

You gave a slight shrug. “I suppose I could take something, if it eases your conscience.”

“I’m concerned about you,” he said. 

“Alright, then,” you replied, getting up to stretch. 

“Is there anything in particular that you want?” Tony asked.

“You can surprise me.”

Go rest now, you told Loki. Thank you for staying with me, and I apologize if I kept you awake.

Eat. He finally responded to you, causing you to smile softly. Get some sleep, little one.

— — —

After you’d eaten and answered a few questions from Tony about how you felt and whether or not you would escape if they released you, you laid back on your bed and stared at the ceiling. 

You told him that you only wanted to be left alone. You had no intention of hurting anyone and wanted no part of any Avengers business. He then explained that there were others that were very interested in you, and that they would hound you until they had you in their clutches. 

You weren’t too worried, since you felt that you could defend yourself, but Tony wasn’t fully convinced. He talked to you a while longer before leaving. 

Thor and Bucky remained behind to keep you company, although the conversation was awkward enough that they stopped trying. You’d asked about Natasha, but she was still in DC, taking care of Avengers business. 

You could tell that Loki was currently sleeping, so you didn’t bother him. While the others were gone, you observed him even as he watched you. You tentatively touched his mind, which he allowed although he was careful not to show you too much. 

You didn’t intrude, just gathered what he wanted to show you. He knew that you hovered at the edges of his thoughts and was rather curious about what you would do. It seemed as if you were content to listen and learn. 

After a few more minutes of staring at the ceiling, you sat up quickly, startling Bucky, Thor and the doctor on duty. 

“Books!” You said. “I’d like some books before I go stir crazy!”

“Anything else?” Bucky asked. 

“Strawberry cheesecake. And brownies.”

The items you asked for were delivered fairly quickly, so you scanned through the books that were sent and tossed the ones that you didn’t want aside. You wanted to throw them at the windows, but didn’t want to wake Loki with a disturbance of his spell. 

Once you ate most of the cheesecake and several brownies, you read for a bit before dozing off for a nap. The doctor quietly monitored the systems while Thor paced. Bucky sat in a chair, just watching. 

When the alarms on the medical systems started going off, Thor stood at the window and watched while you moved restlessly. It was apparent that you were having a bad dream, but no one could go in to try to wake you. 

Bucky went to the speaker and called your name, with no response. Jarvis also tried to wake you but failed. Before they could do anything else, you sat up while gasping for breath. 

“Are you alright?” Thor asked through the speaker. “Did you have a bad dream?”

“Not my dream, not my dream,” you whispered, while still struggling to breathe. 

“What was that?”

“N-nothing,” you replied. 

You had almost said “Loki” but caught yourself before you revealed too much. When you carefully reached out to him, you found that he still slept, although he was still affected by the dream that he’d projected to you. 

“Let me out,” you told them. “Let me out or I will get out on my own.”

— — —

When the top of the Tower shook from the explosion, Loki continued to sit at his table with his hot tea and scones and waited. 

He didn’t have long to wait, and smiled softly when you walked toward him. You still wore the thin pajamas and were barefoot. 

“So, my pet, are we off to create a bit of mischief across the cosmos?” He asked, while standing. When his clothes changed to his armor and leathers, you were impressed. 

You didn’t reply, you just put your arms around him and hugged him tightly. 

— — —

“Sir,” Jarvis got Tony’s attention just as he and Steve reached the floor of your containment unit. 

“What is it? Have you found her??” Tony asked, while surveying the ruined lab. 

“She’s gone….and has taken the prince with her.”

[puckngrind]

Skating Lessons part 25

Summary: All-Star Break to CannonBall.

Warning: Sexual content, swearing...

Word count: 2188

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The sound of the water rushing below your ears hitting your sore muscles and the sight of so many stars had you zoned out. Only Josh’s gravelly voice broke your trance.

“Can we just send for Mason and stay here forever?” Josh moves across the hot tub and pulls you onto his lap.

“Jobs. School. You know? Life, J. Plus you KNOW Torts would send Seth to pick you up for sure.” You kiss his wet lips as Josh chuckles a little and pulls you further into him. “But this has been pretty perfect.”

“I’d say perfect doesn’t do this weekend justice Babe.” You feel Josh’s hands slide down your body to your hips. “I think it’s just what I needed for break.” His hands snake around the back of your legs and make their way between your legs.

“Are we really having sex in this hot tub Anderson?” Your breath hitches as Josh pushes your core into his already hard cock.

“I was thinking yes.” He goes to strip your suit off and your hand flies up to stop him.

“Josh, we are outside!” You whisper yell hearing your voice echo off the cabin.

“And there is no one for miles and miles Baby.” Josh continues to remove your suit and wiggles out of his with ease. “You trust me right?” He kisses down your wet neck nibbling at your collar bone.

“Always.” You move your hands up to his jaw and rub your thumbs down it and he pulls your fully down onto him.

You had more sex in 72 hours than you thought was humanly possible and yet melting into the man you love was so easy to do. You did leave the cabin and took some hikes, found a cute hole in the wall diner where the owner served the food and no one recognized Josh. It was heaven tucked into the woods with him just the two of you. You felt a ping of guilt that it’s almost always three of you. You even stayed up one night over analyzing that Josh never seems to mind dinner out with the Mason or quiet sex when you didn’t want to wake him. The fact that you two were rarely just the two of you unless it was after dark didn’t fully dawn on you until Josh pulled you in to his sweaty chest at Ash Cave and kissed you more passionately than he does in public ever. You pulled away for a second to look for Mason. “No one is watching us, (y/n).” Josh pulled your chin up and held it staring into your eyes saying more than his words. “Plus anyone around is looking at that.” His head jerked slightly towards the small waterfall coming out of the sky and crashing into a dome of ice which was in fact breathtaking. He kissed you again and you slipped your hands between his open jacket and shirt pulling him into a hug. He lifts you ever so slightly off the ground. “Can we plan our next trip on the drive back?” Josh’s presses his forehead into yours. His gray beanie allowing a sweaty curl to pop out.

“Yes please.” You kiss his lips sweetly as he returns you to the ground, interlaces your fingers and heads towards the car.

“Bahamas. Cabo. Fiji.” Josh starts listing places he wants to go before the two of you hit the main roads.

“Are we going just us or with Mason?” You wrap his freshly showered curls around your fingers.

“Can we take 2? One with him. One just us?” Josh’s hand finds your thigh like always.

“Josh, I’m going to be honest. How is this all going to work? You go back to Toronto to see your family and train during the off season. Our life is here.” Josh’s hand flexes around your thigh but you press on. “Mace doesn’t have school but work, the house...” you trail off as Josh’s hand has a firm grip on your leg. You place your hand over his as you curl your fingers between his. “I just don’t know...”

“Can’t you two just come with me? We can rent a condo. Or I can find somewhere to train here. I know some of the guys do. I just don’t want to think about us not being together.” Josh’s jaw tightens while he focuses on the road.

“Josh, I want us to be together too but I think you need to go home to see your family. I don’t want you to change what you do for me.” This causes Josh to slam on his breaks. Thankfully no one was on the road with you. He looks over at you eyes glassy.

“I love you. You, (y/n), are my family. So if you don’t want to go to Toronto for the summer I’ll stay here. And I’d change everything for you if it meant you were always by my side.” Josh’s voice got quiet as he started driving again and you reach over to brush the water brimming at the corner of his eye away.

“I love you too Josh. We have a few months to figure it out. Kay?” He shakes his head.  “How about we talk Cannonball dress?” Changing the subject to you in a fancy dress caused a smirk to appear across his face.

“How much skin will be showing?” He chuckles slightly.

“Enough to grab your attention but not make me look slutty.” You pull your feet onto the seat as you remember Beth’s face when you stepped out in the dress you selected a few weeks back. “Plus it’s February in Ohio J. I’d like not to freeze.”

“I’ll keep you warm Baby girl. Plus coat check is before the walk in where everyone takes pictures.” He side eyes you to read your reaction. You gulp thinking of the press taking pictures. “And you will be attached to my side.” He was trying to reassure you and it was cute. “I was thinking of wearing my three piece gray suit. Will that work with your dress?”

He knew that suit didn’t just make you a puddle. Feeling the pink on your cheeks you squeak out a yes.

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Sure enough Josh wore the three piece suit that you loved on him and taking off him after he returned home. He looked handsome and so damn happy just sitting on the couch talking all about hockey with Mason while Beth was in your kitchen. You cleared your throat to get their attention. All three looked over to where you were standing in your dress. Beth just wipes her hands and gives you that reassuring look she did when you tried it on. Mason jumped up and down commenting on how pretty you looked but it was Josh’s face that you landed on last. He had stood up but he hadn’t moved from where he was. He had a look of awe and something you couldn’t decipher written across his face. “I’m ready.” You smoothed down your dress that had not moved out of place out of nerves. Josh just stood there love struck. “Josh!” You moved towards him and adjusted his tie. “You ready to go?” His cheeks were flushed and his face remained unchanged. “Baby.” You rub his face. “My dress okay?” You stood back and twirled.

“Yes. Oh. Yes (y/n).” Josh snapped out of his trance. “Let me see you.” He grabbed your hand and twirled you around to take another look. Your dress hugged you in the right spots. Swooped low enough but not too much that you would be uncomfortable dancing or getting your picture taken. It shimmered blue with a touch of gray that matched Josh nicely. “Mace, doesn’t Momma look beautiful?” Josh drops your hand and brings your attention to Mason.

“Yes she does! Are you wearing the princess shoes too?” Mason called your favorite heels princess shoes.

“I tried them but my leg still doesn’t feel strong enough in heels.” You grimaced thinking of when you tried on pretty much every nice shoe you owned and walked around the bedroom before deciding nothing would work. Beth had an idea that did work. “So I’m wearing these.” You pulled up your dress to reveal the blue chucks you were wearing when you met Josh. “These okay?” Your slowly looked up until you met Josh’s gaze. The satisfying smirk on his face was confirmation.

“Perfect.” He leaned over to kiss your cheek. “Our Lyft should be here soon. See you tomorrow Mace.” He leaned further to kiss the top of Mason’s head. You followed suit leaning down to hug him and kiss before wiping off your lipstick from his cheek.

“Have fun you two!” Beth sang as she shut the door behind you. You were thankful she was game for staying over when Josh had the idea of walking back to his condo.

Walking into the Cannonball you feel your cheeks flooding as Josh slips off your coat and checks them. You feel a hand slide around your waist as Felicia side hugs you gushing over your dress and telling you to breathe. She kept telling you how much fun you were going to have before Alex grabbed her to walk in.

“(Y/N), you ready Sweetheart?” Josh offers his arm and you shake your head while snaking your arm into his. He grabs your hand and squeezes. “Let’s go party.” He chuckles which makes you relax as the two of you walk through the tunnel and stop. Josh shocks you by leaning over to brush his lips to your temple as a few cameras flash. This relaxes you and allows a genuine smile that reaches your eyes.

Cannonball was a lot of Josh getting pulled for pictures or introductions and him finding you as soon as he was done. Wrapping his arms around you and making sure you were having a good time with the WAGS.

“Ok, all done really.” He kisses your neck from behind you as his arms pull you in. “Just mingling but we can do that together.” His breath leaving goosebumps in it’s path. He moves your body and grabs your hand to lead you through the crowd. Dancing with Josh was something the two of you did at home but not in public yet when he dipped you down and crashed your body into his you instantly forgot about everyone else, and the cameras, and everything but him. He sways to the music lifting you up a little to kiss you softly. “Having fun?” He whispers into your ear.

“Yes actually.” The giggle came out louder than you expected which makes Josh toss back his head laughing.  He starts singing along and picks you up to swing you around.  It’s not long before you can feel your feet getting tired.

“Ready to get out of here?” He runs his hands over your body and grabs both of your hands in his.

“Sure thing but you might be carrying me to your condo.” You giggle thankful for you choice of footwear but still tired.

“Bridal style eh?” The smirk says it all. “Let’s go!” He leads you through saying his goodbyes and to the coat check. Leaning against the wall you barely catch the conversation Josh is having with the gentleman also grabbing coats.

“Well I hope the trade rumors aren’t true man.” The man gets your attention and you snap your head in their direction. “We’d hate to lose you to Toronto or Boston before the deadline.”

“Yeah,” Josh’s voice sounds irritated like when he’s compared to a certain Metro power forward. “I hope to stay but I don’t really make those decisions but thanks.”

“Columbus needs you just so you know.” The man shakes Josh’s hand and he turns to face you.

“You....I....why? I’m...” You feel the walls crashing in. The feeling of losing yourself courses through your body and you take a run for the door.

“(Y/n), (Y/n)! Stop please.” You hear Josh’s voice behind you as you crash through the doors and onto the sidewalk. You hold yourself up along the wall then crumble into a ball on the cold concrete. “Baby.” Josh is pulling you up and all you hear is the beating of your heart in your ears but you know he’s saying something.

“Traded?” The tears coming down your face because you cannot stop them. “Traded? Like leaving Columbus? Mason? Me?” Your voice cracks at mention of Mason.

“Let’s go back to the condo and talk.” His voice is smooth and comforting sounding. He scoops you up and heads down the street. You cry into his shoulder with your coats draped over you. Josh somehow gets the both of you upstairs and into his condo without letting you go. “Wanna change into some of my sweats and talk?” He places you on your old bed.

“I can’t Josh.” You feel your body shaking.

“What do you mean? You can’t?” Josh starts to take off his mascara stained jacket.

“Josh, I mean I CAN NOT.” Tears come steaming down your face again.

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“Em, Are You Jealous?” - Embry Call

Request: jealous embry? i feel like it’s really rare 

Thank you for the request! I hope you like it :) 

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As much as Embry and the rest of the pack wasn’t thrilled at first, they got over their disappointment from me being friendly with the Cullens. Especially after they teamed up, for the newborns, for the Volturi, they truly came together and cared for each other. The whole, natural born enemy ceased a bit. 

However, Embry sometimes was driven insane by how much you and Emmett got along. You guys were able to match each other’s energy, full of snarky remarks and friendly conversation. Embry was just sad sometimes to see a vampire hang out with his imprint, never 100% trusting the situation. Embry worried about you for everything, he was afraid you’d fall over and die at any given moment. Now adding a massive vampire to the mix, just raised his worries some more. Or at least, that’s what he told you. 

Today he, Seth, Jacob, and I were going to the Cullen’s house to hang out with everyone. It had been a while since we all hung out. You enjoyed the company of them, you went to high school with them afterall. How were you supposed to know what would go down eventually?

We all walk into the beautiful home, following Jacob up the stairs. I get many hugs hello from everyone. Emmett, however, picks me up and spins me around.

“Did I get you dizzy yet, (Y/N)?” He asks, still lifting you in the air.

“No, not yet.” I say, fearing what was to come next. He then gives me another spin, hoping that I would walk funny again. He thought it was just so hilarious last time. 

And then I did, when he let me down I almost fell over. He and Embry both reached out to grab my arm to steady me. 

Embry shot him a look, finding it difficult to hide his discomfort with Emmett being so close to me. I looked up at Embry and gave him a kiss on the cheek, hoping it would stop him from getting so upset. I knew he wouldn’t do anything, unless I truly got hurt. 

It was so rare to see Embry like this, it only happened around the Cullens. 

Emmett lets go and gives Embry a small smile. Followed by a chuckle coming from Edward. 

I ignore it and move forward to set up the board games in my backpack. 

This ended the same every time, your competitive edge coming out and getting a little, out of hand, and causing playful arguments against you and Emmett. 

This time, it was Monopoly. It was neck and neck between you two. Embry, Jacob, Quil, Seth, and Jasper were playing Mario Kart. Rosalie laughing at the table watching you and Emmett getting so heated about a stupid game. Esme too, didn’t understand why everything was such a competition. 

Esme and Rosalie only played to watch the competition get heated, they didn’t actually care too much for monopoly. 

“You’re cheating!” I stand up yelling, pointing at the large vampire.

“Am not!” Emmett stood up too. 

Rosalie and Esme giggle and the boys all turn their attention to it. 

“Yes, you are! I just watched you! You’re lying! You suck, Emmett!” I scream.

“How? What did I do?” He yells back.

“I just watched you take money out of your sleeve! You cheating asshole! This is serious shit!” I say, getting more annoyed by the second. 

The girls almost lost it at this point but Embry grew more worried and displeased by the moment. 

“I don’t believe you. How could you accuse me of cheating, sweetheart?” He asks in a suddenly calm tone. 

Embry’s face dropped at the word sweetheart, earning a hand on the shoulder from Seth and a knowing look from Jasper. He felt Embry’s emotions just as much, causing an uncomfortable atmosphere on that side of the room. 

“Emmett, I’m gonna kick your ass.” I threaten. 

“Try me, shortstack.” He says, running at me and picking me up and then throwing me on the couch next to the one the guys all sat on. 

My laughter filled the room as I laughed on the couch. Becoming aware from the tension in this area. 

“I’m gonna go outside for a minute.” Embry dismisses himself from the room before walking outside. 

I watch him confused and hurt. Why would he walk out like that? I didn’t even get hurt. 

I look over at the guys and they all throw their hands up in innocence. 

“I think you should talk to him.” Jasper suggests to me. 

“Is he okay?” I ask.

“Yeah, but you should go talk to him.” He says. 

Quil and Seth nod in agreement and then I’m on my way out. Passing the girls, they look equally confused. 

“Em?” I call out to him as he sits on the porch. 

“Yes?” He said in a stressed tone.

“I didn’t mean to worry you, I’m not even hurt. Are you okay?” I ask him, moving closer. 

“I know you’re not.” He says quickly. 

And then I realized it. 

“Em, are you jealous?” I ask, feeling like an idiot for taking so long to understand. 

“No.” He lied, looking down towards his feet. 

“Embry Call. My love. My space heater. My wolf. You’re the love of my life. You make me happier than anyone else has. Do you really think that there’s something else going on with Emmett? The man who has a very strong relationship with his mate?” I question, earning a slight smile when I called him my space heater. 

“No, I just. It’s hard for me to see you having fun with him. The imprinting thing, it’s intense.” He explains.

“I’m sorry Em, you should’ve told me earlier that you felt that way. Not lying and saying you were afraid he would hurt me.” I said rubbing his arm.

“Well, that’s not a lie. It is very likely that he can hurt you on accident. He’s a vampire, babe.” He looked at me like I was crazy for not considering that the truth, 

“You know what I mean, Em.” I said, putting my head on his shoulder. 

“I know, it just gets me upset sometimes.” He admits. 

“Well, I’ll tone it down, babe. I just want you to know that nobody could ever come near to comparing to you.” I tell him, looking him in his beautiful eyes. 

He kissed me and I felt weightless, as always. Any touch from Embry sent me into a frenzy of bliss. 

“Sorry man. I see now that it might have been too much to do that.” Emmett comes out apologizing. 

“It’s all good, man.” Embry says before he shakes his hand. 

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