#wanted to make sure both her hands amd feet were covered

[nohomie]

Character intro:

Sally

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"In no less than a day... as if scorched by the sun, the prospherous City of Ambrol was burnt til ashes became air."

Also lore dump below:

So Sally is like an alien in a literal sense, she is a star afterall so she is beyond the sky amd such. She landed on earth when she was young, like think very small and harmless, and was found by some people. Immediately gets taken into Ambrol city and revered as a god. As Sal grew older, her flames grew as well and at some point she could not control it so she accidentally burned her hometown down to the ground. Bummer.

[beautifulbuckys]

The Fire and the Flame [1/8]- George Weasley x Reader

“Impossible is in, I don’t know if you know that.”

“You’re impossible, did you know that?” George laughed, standing up and pushing himself out of the ancient wooden chair. As he stood, the chair creaked, even louder when he relieved the back of the wood from his heavy book bag. 

Summary: As Quidditch season starts, your schedule gets flooded with Quidditch players who are too busy with their schoolwork. What happens when your newest pupil isn’t what you thought he was?

A/N: Hi! This is my small dabble back into writing, I really missed it <3

Quidditch season was fun, sure.

The thrill of typically innocent house-to-house competition was thrilling. Everyone rooted for their team, sports lover or not. Some muggleborns compared it to muggle ‘futball’.  The constant woosh that Quidditch players made from feet above you, balancing beautifully on their thin broomsticks. 

What wasn’t fun? The influx of students needing to be tutored. Sure, you loved tutoring those in need. Though typically, the students you tutored were having genuine struggles. It was a different kind of magic to watch a subject click for someone struggling. During Quidditch season, it was a different story. Nobody was struggling because they didn’t understand why you needed a frog eye for the midnight projection potion. They weren’t struggling because they couldn’t grasp the certain hand flicks needed for more advanced charms. People were now struggling simply because they were falling behind. This especially happened to the Quidditch players themselves. You honestly can’t blame them. They’re amazing at a celebrated sport and they’re committed to something grand! However, it’s frustrating when you’re mandated to tutor them and they act like you’re a burden for being required to. Every single time you’ve tried to tutor the star chaser, they’ve given you a sour attitude and made you feel small. 

Amd now? You’re stuck in the library waiting for your newest Quidditch star pupil to arrive.

It was almost curfew, but tutors get an excuse as we’re hand selected by the heads of our houses. Pupils gain that advantage too, if they select the late time slot. Although it’s judging a book by its cover, many Quidditch players suspiciously chose this time slot. 

Quietly, you assemble your Wizardry Poetry textbooks that you’ve been studying for the year. Wizardry Poetry is a small, less popular elective. Many people that take the class take it to get out of Snape’s detentions, as he seems to have a small space in his miniscule heart for her. Nobody calls him out for it, they just quietly take advantage of the crush. Although it’s not the most popular, it’s exciting. In your opinion, poetry is a light shone into a dark corner nobody wants to explore. Poetry is raw emotion, something people typically cower away from at the opportunity. That’s what makes wizard poetry so exciting. Many pieces written by the famous wizard poets highlight the balance between dark magic and light. It’s a weapon used by those already wielding a powerful tool. 

“Erm,” A deep voice suddenly broke the calming silence of the Hogwarts library. “Are you my poetry tutor?”

You picked your head up from your bookbag, noticing the tall Gryffindor beater standing sadly behind the seat across from you. “Oh yes! Hi. Feel free to take a seat,” You cringed at the formalities. The pupils you’re used to aren’t shy about loudly announcing their presence and obnoxiously filling the small table space. This was new. “George, right?”

He nodded, “How’d you know?”

You chuckled quietly. “You’re the quieter of the two.” The boy said nothing in response to this, seemingly validating your point. Although you’re not particularly friends with the 2 boys, you knew them. You were in the same year and had a few classes with the twins. This is how you knew the difference. Both George and Fred were in your potions class. They sat next to each other, to nobody’s surprise. Fred, who always sat on the left, had a knack for clanging glasses together and making unnecessary comments. Although they were together in that class, you could just tell George was more reserved than his brother. They both laughed together and made jokes, but it was obvious. George was in your Wizardry Poetry class. When it’s just him, his reserved nature becomes a lot more apparent. “So, if you don’t mind me asking, what exactly are you struggling with?”

You knew him in class. He definitely wasn’t struggling. He grasped the subject pretty strongly whenever he was called upon to read or make a comment. To an outsider, he might’ve been a poet already. 

“Well, honestly, I’m just more busy than anything else. Quidditch is just getting to the exciting part of the season and I have sunrise practices every morning. The team’s practice schedule is no joke,” he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “And honestly? I think poetry is kind of stupid,”

Stupid?

“Poetry isn’t stupid.”

“Sure it is,” George said. “It’s boring and tries to be all deep and stuff. Maybe if it took itself a little less seriously I’d feel the opposite,”

You shouldn’t be as offended as you are. You strongly disagreed with him. Poetry was a gorgeous example of literary art. Sure, it can be difficult to scan for meaning and purpose. However, you feel that the payoff of understanding the raw emotion written by an artist. “Whatever you say George, I’m not here to change your mind, just change your grade. Have you started the assignment she gave us on Tuesday?”

Our poetry teacher assigned us an arguably simple project due at the end of the semester. We were expected to craft a page long piece of poetry about our experiences with magic. She said we had full creative capabilities with our projects, and she wasn’t going to judge or grade our topic chosen. She was mostly looking for our understanding of poetry and is expecting us to pull ideas from previous wizard poets. 

George gently shook his head, the shoulder-length red hair he grew out dancing on his shoulders. “Nope,” He popped the ‘P’ in nope, flashing a cheeky smile.

This was going to be a long few weeks. 

As George and I reviewed his work and created an academic plan to ensure he doesn’t fall behind, it became painfully obvious why George was failing. He grasped the subject with the grip of a giant. It’s not that he didn’t understand stanzas and line numbers. George just didn’t have a reason to care. He had no aspiration of ever becoming a poet, and it became noticeable that George only joined the class to get out of Snape’s detentions. It didn’t make sense though. How could he understand so much and just not care? Did he not have a personal connection to the class?

Maybe all he needed was a lifeline. 

“I think this session was really helpful to you George. Please remember, we’re meeting Thursday at the same time,”

George raised his eyebrows at you, awkwardly grinning. “I might have a surprise Quidditch practice,”

“Why would you know about it if it was a secret, George?” Was he seriously trying to skip out on our session? You found that the session was something that could strengthen George’s academic record. It also helps that he was someone actually enjoyable to talk to. Who knows, maybe you could even teach him the real magic of poetry while you were at it.

“You’re impossible, did you know that?” George laughed, standing up and pushing himself out of the ancient wooden chair. As he stood, the chair creaked, even louder when he relieved the back of the wood from his heavy book bag. 

[accioadhdmeds]

Flesh // D.M. X Reader

Okay so like no one asked for this but I’m feeling it haha . Based on the song Flesh by Simon Curtis because it’s a jam. Also not my Gif

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Warnings: Smut? Dirty talk, chocking, Dom!Draco, unprotected sex, Just filth man

Words: dude I can barley count so like a lot.

- I’m putting a smut with a question mark because I’m writing the warning before writing the fan fiction. I have also never written smut in my life so go easy.

- I also hate proof reading because I hate reading my own writing so take that as you will.

Sitting down at the table during dinner was pretty uneventful, you tried to mostly keep to yourself as most of Slytherin tended to avoid you. In their eyes you were too nice to be in their house. You always made more friends with the other houses than you did your own. Mostly because you don’t like the stuck up nature that Slytherin represented.

You tried to ignore the chatter about the upcoming party that was happening in your own common room, while sticking your nose in your potions book. Shape had told you guys about an upcoming exam happening on the following Monday that you were not prepared for. While trying to study you over heard Pansy exclaiming to Draco about how they better do spin the bottle because it was the best while everyone is drunk. You rolled your eyes at the comment knowing that Pansy only wanted to play In hopes that she would be able to snog Draco. You saw his shake his head as a sign of rejection at the idea. And you let out a a sigh knowing you didn’t have to hear about the snogging session the morning after by all the students.

Dinner was winding to an end and you were still trying to study for the exam. Hearing everyone start to leave the great hall you shut your book and started to pack away your materials. You stood up and shoved another roll into your pocked making sure to have something to eat in your dorm while studying. Once walking out of the great hall you saw a group of your house members huddled around trying to make plans about that night. While walking by you heard the Goyle got an upperclassmen to get some Firewhisky. Scoffing, you knew you wernt going to be able to study with the racket that was about to happen in only 2 hours.

Once I’m your room, you flopped on the bed hoping that maybe you were going to be able to sleep tonight. Shaking your head you knew it was a long shot; with how all of the Slytherin parties went. Pushing yourself out of the bed you went to go take a shower hoping that this would all be a fever dream. You stood under the hot water relishing the fact this was gonna be the last time you got peace and quite for the next 8 hours. Stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around yourself as you made your way into your dorm. You exited the bathroom and heard voices of Daphne and some unknown male having a conversation. Not wanting to inturrupt you tried to crack the door and listen in.

“I know your sister is going to be there, but no I don’t want to be around her all night”. The male voice said seeming slight distraught,

“ i know, I know, but our parents want you two to get to know eachother better”. You heard Daphne’s voice say with some concern, at this point you knew this was not a conversation you wanted to be apart of or hear. Doing the next logical thing your short circuited brain could do, you tossed the door open as loud as possible. Although while forgetting you were just in a towel after the shower.

Hearing the loud squeal of the door both Daphne amd and the male shot their heads towards the sound. Once looking at them you saw a blonde headed figure you knew all too well, Draco Malfoy. Standing there with your hair dripping you looked between both of them while hoping they didn’t realize you were listening to their conversation. You looked between the two of them and just stood there unable to move your feet with anxiety.

Daphne let out a sigh and looked over at Draco, motioning toward you as a sign to leave. Draco looked apprehensive at first then locked eyes with you. You tried to stare at him, but his icy grey eyes made you flinch and look away at the intensity of them. But what you didn’t miss is eyes making their way up your calves towards the rest of your body thst was covered in a towel. You inwordly shuddered at the thought of him trying to undress you with his eyes.

Draco then scoffed and turned his heal to leave the room. Shutting the door with a slight slam, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were even holding. Daphne looked at you quizzically wondering why you walked out in a towel.

“I didn’t know anyone was even here”. You answered before she could even speak. She shrugged her shoulders taking the lie. You started to change into your pajamas when Daphne looked at you again with a raise of her eyebrow.

“You’re not wearing pajamas to the party are you, Y/N ?” She asked while looking you up and down. You figured under her intense gaze.

“No, I don’t plan on going, I wanted to study for Snape’s test on Monday”. You said matter of factly. She shook her head laughing at your studiousness.

“ No, come one Y/N, you have to go you haven’t been to a single party since the beginning of the term”.

You dropped your shoulders knowing she was right. It had been a while since you decided to cut lose ajd enjoy your time as school, even if it was people you didn’t particularly enjoy.

“ Alright Daphne, just because you put it so elegantly”. You said with a shake of your head.

“Great, I have the perfect dress you can wear, I guarantee the guys will be drooling over you”. She said with a light laugh knowing you were nervous. You just shoot your head accepting defeat because she wasn’t going to give up.

She handed you a short black dress, you grabbed of the hanger and saw the there was a plunge back, you sighed knowing that there was no way you could wear a bra with it. But to appease her you went to try it on in the bathroom. Stepping into the bathroom you got a tinge of nerves because you wernt the type to wear this type of dress.

Slipping it on you looked at yourself in the mirror surprised at how well it fit your figure. It had a slight Vneck showing some cleavage, while it billowed out at your waist like a skater skirt would. Turing around you saw the deep plunge reached your lower back leaving it exposed. There were thick straps on your shoulders making you feel a little more comfortable than a spaghetti strap would. You decided to go out and show Daphne.

Once walking out of the bathroom she looked at you and gasped.

“ I swear that looks better on you than it did me when I bought it”. She said with enthusiasm in her voice. You slightly blushed at the complement and locked eyes with the ground hoping she didn’t notice .

“Now, let’s get your hair and makeup done before it gets too late “. She said wirh a clap of her hands while taking towards you.

About 20 minutes later you had your hair done in slight beach waves with a brown Smokey eye and light face makeup. Daphne squealed in excitement saying how great you look. You nodded your head hoping she didn’t notice your hesitance. Once she got ready she grabbed your arm and dragged you out of the dorm.

Walking out you couldn’t help but feel nervous seeing all of the people in the common room with the drinks in their hand while dancing to the music that jumped through the radio. You glanced around hoping you’d seem someone you knew, but sadly it seems to be mostly Slytherin at the party. While looking around you spotted Astoria in the corner hanging off of Draco trying to get his attention. That’s not surprising you muttered under your breath figuring out that’s what Daphne and Draco were talking about earlier. Glancing back towards them you saw Draco trying to shrig her advances off, laughing to yourself yourself, you went to the drink table hoping that some Firewhisky would help soothe your nerves.

One drink turned into two, then five and before you knew it you were on the dance floor feeling better than you have in a while. Swaying your hips with Daphne having fun with whatever muggle song came on the radio. Then you heard it, the bass thumped through you as the sound of a fast heart beat came on. You knew this song, very well in fact. Hearing the intro you let your body take over.

It’s not the way into my heart

Into my head

Into none of the above

Hearing the first part of the lyrics sparked something in you. This is your guilty pleasure song, the one you listen to alone and no one else knows about. Smirking to yourself you rolled your body to the beat hoping that the crowd of people would keep you hidden for any wandering eyes.

This is just my way of releasing the feelings Deep inside of me

The spark of black that I seem to love

Too drunk to care you moved your hips and back In a way that screamed sexual. What you didn’t realize is that you had a pair of eyes watching you. Continuing to dance you turned around and locked eyes with with him.

Draco Malfoy

Man if you didn’t have a crush before, you certainly did now. The way his gaze rolled over you like he was claiming you as his with with his piercing eyes. With some liquid courage you smirked at him and gestured your finger to him as a ‘come here’.

We can get a little crazy, just for fun

Just for free

Don’t even try to hold back just

Let go

He smirked at you and started to saunter over to the middle of the dance floor where to were. He still wore the same cocky grin on his face that you tried to ignore oh so bad during lectures. You smiled internally knowing that you might have a slight effect of the platinum blonde that was now standing in front of you.

Without a out a second thought you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close. To your surprise he allowed it and put his hands on your hips, while smirking at your slightly flustered stare at his actions.

Turn me up and take me over till I’m done

Till I’m free

You got me feelin that I’m ready to blow

Knowing you have the upper hand you leaned in close to him, noses brushing while singing the lyrics. You almost missed the way he but his lip while his pupils blew wide. You trailed your hands down his chest and grabbed his waist pulling him closer while still singing.

Push up to my body sink your teeth into my flesh

Get undressed

Ta- taste the flesh

Rolling your body onto him you felt him tighten his grip on your waist. Smirking you glanced up at his eyes. Seeing him already looking down at you made yoi stomach tie in knots. You wondered if teasing him was a good idea. Before you could answer your own inner monologue he grabbed your hand and led you off the dance floor.

Before you knew it your back was pressed flush on his door inside his room. Hands on either side of your face trapping you in. You glanced up at him with eyes wide not knowing that it would lead to this. He looked down, eyes blown with lust.

“Do you realize what you’ve been doing to me all night”. He asked looking down at your smaller stature with a slight grin on his face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”. You said feigning inoccents while fluttering your eyelids at him.

“ Don’t try to play coy with me Y/L/N, you knew exactly what you were doing out there.” He said with his voice barely above a whisper in your ear. You shuddered at his hot breath and felt him smirk at the reaction. You glanced up and locked eyes with him, this was a state you have never seen him in, pupils blown wide, ragged breaths, and you saw his jaw clenched like he was trying to control himself. You had to admit it was pretty hot.

You got a wave of confidence and grabbed his white button down and pulled him closer to you. And smiled internally at the sound of surprise that came from him.

“Amd what if I am playing coy Malfoy, what are you going to do about it.” You said while smirking at his intake of breath.

“How about I show you love”: he said with his regain of confidence. Grabbing you by the waist and pulling you onto him, he started to walk over to his bed. Throwing you down he hovered above you. You whined in want while looking up at him. He tore his gaze away from your eyes and dragged them down your body, seeing your black dress ride up your thighs he groaned to himself.

Before you knew it his hands were on your bare thighs and trailing up the skirt of your dress. Yoiu groaned at the sudden contact.

“Tell me you want this as much as I do princess” he said glancing at your face. You nodded quickly as a response to him. He shook his head needing words.

“ I need you to tell me darling, with your words”. He said in a low voice. The sound send shivers down your spine.

“Yes, Draco please”. You said while wiggling your hips where his hands now resided under your skirt he smirked up at you and brought his left hand up to your neck. Wrapping around it all you could feel was his cold rings. Gasping at sensation he leaned over you millimeters away from you lips.

“Now, are you gonna be a good girl and do as I say? Or am I going to have to punish you?”. He said with a mischievous glint in his eyes. You clenched your thighs together at his words knowing you wanted more, but didn’t want to disobey him.

“I’ll be good, please draco, I’ll be good” you said in a whimper. This seemed to please him because his lips were on yours in an instant. Fireworks , that’s all you felt. It was like your body was igniting in fire. It sent goosebumps up your legs to your arms, you could’ve came right there In all honestly. No guy you had ever been with made you feel like this all because of a kiss. He pulled away and started to trace down your neck. Grabbing a fist full of hair when he found your sweet spot right below your ear, you tugged. Hearing him groan sent a whole new sensation in between your legs, fuck.

He grabbed your hips roughly and pulled your towards the edge of the bed. Pulling his face down to your heat, your groaned at the sight of him smirking in between your legs. And with the flick of his wrist your panties off before you could blink. He looked up at you as to ask permission one more time, you gave him a slight nod of your head to get him to continue. Before you knew it there was his mouth on your clit.

Throwing your head back and moaning loudly, your grabbed his hair to try to stabilize yourself. You could feel him smirk on you as he circled his index finger toward your opening. Thrusting your hips towards him and whining, he took that as a sign to put it in. Slowly pumping a finger he continued his assault on your clit.

“Draco, please more”. You said bucking your hips for more stimulation. He obliged and put another finger in while curling it finding that oh so good spot. Once you felt him hit it you tugged at his hair and threw your head back almost seeing stars. Merlin, how was he so good at this, it’s like he knew your body better than you did. You were getting close you could feel it, the coil in your stomach tightening almost ready for release, then it stopped. You gasped and looked up at him in irritation. His lower jaw slightly glistening from your arousal. He just smirked at you and climbed over you you.

“Only good girls get to cum Y/N” he said while sadistically looking down at you.

“I don’t think you’ve been too good teasing me like that all night.”

You whined at his voice and grabbed at his shit starting to unbutton, once unbuttoned you pushed it off of him and threw it onto the floor. Before you knew it he flipped you into your stomach and started to unzip your dress agonizingly slow. Once the zipper rested at the bottom he flipped you back over and started to slowly pull it down your shoulders to your hips. His eyes raking in every exposed piece of skin as he slid the dress down.

“Merlin you’re beautiful.” He said quietly and yanked the rest of your dress of your hips. Starting at your navel he kissed up while groping your chest firmly in one hand. He reached your lips and brought you into a passionate kiss. Biting your lower lip he asked for permission. Allowing access you opened your mouth letting his tongue roam. The kiss so intense you didnt realize he already had his pants and underwear off. He grabbed your hands and pushed them above your head with one hand holding them there.

Adjusting himself he started gliding along your heat, you groaned in response as he collected your arousal and started to push in. Starting slowly he inched in letting you adjust as he went. Feeling the fullness you gasped and tilted your head back. Once fully seated Draco started to kiss you neck giving you a second to get used to it. Once feeling comfortable you squeezed your legs letting him know he could move.

Starting slowly he pulled out and went slowly for the first minute, then you started to buck your hips and he lost it. Setting a vigorous pace before you knew it. Once hand holding your arms above your head and the other settling into your neck feeling his cold rings again.

“You like that darling,” he said with a sharp snap of his hips hitting the spot inside yoh that made you utter his name like prayer on your lips. All you could do is nod and moan at his words as he had his way with you. He finally released his grip off your hands and brought it to his lips. Coating his thumb In his mouth he brought it down to your clit again. Rubbing figure eights in it, you started to see stars.

Before you knew it you were coming while moaning his name loudly like it was the only word you knew. After a few strokes his hips stuttered as he reached his high as well while moaning your name. He pulled out and gave your cheek a kiss.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that” Draco said with a slightly smile. Oh raised your eyebrow at him In question. And before you could reply he threw one of his shirts into your face making you laugh.

“So I take that as I’m not leaving tonight?” You ask sliding it on.

“Oh no love , you think I’m even remotely done with you . “ he said looking at you over his shoulder winking. You clenched your things in anticipation.

By Merlin it was going to be a long night.

[darling-i-read-it]

Dinner Second

Dan Torrance x reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: smut, age gap (reader is in college and legal)

Author’s Note: I am in LOVE with Dan Torrance and AGE GAPS and UGH I just loved his request and you were so nice so I hope this is kind of what you were looking for

Requested: by anon, HELLO DARLING I HOPE YOURE WELL I LOVE ALL YOUR FICS AMD YOUR SMUTS WERE VERY GOOD DO YOU MIND IF I REQUEST A DAN TORRANCE AGE GAP (nothing creepy obviously lmao) SMUT LIKE DANS LIKE “lol I’m old tho” and y/n is like “lol nah you’re hot”

Summary: the request!

Genre: smut

(not my gif) (all the gifs where he holds the axe are like 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤)

It was really hot. You couldn’t put your finger on why because the sun was covered by the clouds and the air conditioning was on but you were sweating through your thin layer shirt. It wasn’t obvious yet, the shirt was jet black but you were hot. You stood outside Abra’s house, waiting for Dan to say his goodbyes and grab you a water. You were in the doorway, just between the two different temperatures.

“Yes Abra we will. Thanks sweetheart,” he said kindly, taking the bottle of water from her and confirming the dates for you and him to come over next. You hoisted yourself off the door frame and walked in, covering the distance between you and your water for him. The two of you lived in the same town a ways away from where Abra lived so you usually came together to see her and hang out.

You used to be her babysitter when you were in high school and she was just a toddler. You were in college now and had moved in right next to her new friend. You and Dan had grown pretty close in the long car rides to and from her house. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t have feelings for the older man. You had known him for a little over a year now and had yet to tell him about your feelings but you were pretty sure at least Abra knew. It wasn’t hard to tell.

“Thank you Danny,” you said with a kind smile.

“‘Course. Ready to hit the road?” he asked and you nodded, swiping a bit of sweat off your forehead. It must have been the humidity. Definitely wasn’t your feelings getting the better of you.

“Born ready. Even fixed the passenger window so it opens again!” you exclaimed. He raised his eyebrows.

“About damn time. Come on, bye Abra!” he called back and got in the driver's seat of the car. You had driven there and it was only fair he drive back. You waved goodbye to Abra and she waved one back before you got in the passenger seat. The ride was only about 45 minutes but the second you got in you slipped off your flats and put your feet on your dashboard.

Dan started the car without another word. You were gazing out the window, one of Dan's old CDs playing through the stereo. You both had the windows down and didn’t speak until about 20 minutes in.

“You want me to stop to get food first? Or just mine,” he asked. You shrugged and turned to him.

“You have food at yours right? Can I stay a bit?” Sometimes you spent a few hours over and ate and talked. As you said before, good friends. Close friends. He nodded, running a hand through his hair. He had taken off the overcoat and was just left in his cuffed flannel. You tried not to think about his arms but it was hard.

“Yeah, I think I’ve got some leftovers.” You nodded with a smile. You started to ask him about a movie you had just seen and chatted peacefully over the music.

“No way was Pulp Fiction worse than Kill Bill! That just isn’t logic,” you said as you walked into his little room. You threw your jacket on a chair.

“Having the revenge story in Kill Bill made it more enjoyable and I stand by my statement,” he said with a small laugh. You shake your head, a playful smile and ready to fight for the movie when you turned and just so happened to be right in front of him. You hadn’t even noticed how close you were until then.

“Hi,” you whispered, the playful grin remaining. You felt bold but not bold enough to just out right kiss him. You thought about it though. You really thought about it.

“Hello,” he breathed. You didn’t move to step forward or backward. You didn’t move at all. You were pretty sure you were holding your breath. There was a moment more of silence before you saw him move back a tad. Just a little.

You snapped out of it and turned around, away from him to hide your blush.

“I thought that the Mia Wallace storyline was good though,” you said quickly. You turned back around when you thought you could face him again but he still seemed to be in some sort of trance.

“Maybe we should just agree we like Uma Thurman,” he concluded, looking at his hands. You took a deep breath.

“Danny I really wanna kiss you,” you whispered. It was like all of the air in the room had been replaced with tension. You wanted to take it back right away when he didn’t say anything after a second. But then he broke the silence.

“Y/N are you sure you don’t want to kiss someone your own age?” He didn’t give off the energy that he was rejecting you but instead that he was ashamed that he wanted to kiss you too. You fed off that.

“No, I wanna kiss you.” With more confidence you stepped forward, making him look at you with a finger under his chin. You fluttered your fingers down his neck slowly and softly.

“Y/N…”

“Tell me you don’t want it too Dan. Tell me and I’ll stop,” you promised. You locked eyes with him. Yours in his piercing blue. You almost forgot what you were talking about, staring into those eyes. But your hands explored his bare skin, his neck and then down to his hands.

“Are you sure it’s what you want?” he murmured. Your hands stopped on his, intertwining your fingers. You looked down at them and then back in his eyes, smiling.

“Yes.” He kissed you. There was such hunger behind the kiss that you would have fallen backward if his other hand wasn’t immediately on your back. He let go of your hand to finger the hem of your shirt. You were already working on his buttons. You pulled away to look at them, to focus to get it off him faster.

You managed to take it off him and he took off the white undershirt without your assistance. While he did that you slipped off your shirt as well, happy to be rid of it. His lips were back on yours, kissing you feverishly. You moaned and he let you fall easily on his bed, cradelling you as you fell back. One of his hands moved up to take off your bra and fondle your breasts which earned a gasp from you. He seemed to enjoy that and broke the kiss to leave sloppy kisses on your neck and chest.

“Oh Danny,” you moaned, hands finding their way to his hair. You tugged at the strands and he looked up, moving away just enough so that his hands could undo the belt buckle and slip your jeans and underwear off. You weren’t prepared for him to delve right in but were so glad he did.

“Oh sweetheart,” he said huskily, sound muffled by him being between your legs. You squirmed as his tongue swirled around, hitting you in just the right spots. Just as you were about to climax he pulled away. You whine was stifled by him kissing you again. You worked at his belt, allowing him to kick his pants.

“I need you,” you whispered against his lips and he nodded, hoisting you further up the bed so your whole body was on it. He intertwined your fingers above your head and with the other hand he positioned himself in front of you. He slowly moved forward and you heard a grunt which made you gasp.

“Dan.” He pushed himself further inside of you, allowing you time to adjust and then started a rhythm. You were already sensitive and your climax came quickly as he moved, hitting you in all the right spots. It didn’t take him long either, obviously still excited from the kiss and rush of the moment.

You both held your breaths and there was a moment of pure flying as you came together, your free arm around his neck and your hands still intertwined. He gave a few more thrusts and then pulled out.

He collapsed beside you on the bed, fingers no longer together.

“Wow,” you whispered. “You aren’t bad old man.” He laughed lowly and you turned on your side, tracing a pattern into his bare chest, relishing in the feel of him under your skin.

“I don’t do that often,” he told you. You raised an eyebrow.

“Which part?” He shook his head.

“The whole thing. I should have taken you out to dinner first.” You rolled your eyes and gave him a soft kiss.

“There's always time.”

“You wanna go to dinner?”

“I am kind of hungry.” He smiled and you smiled in response to his smile.

“Few more minutes. I wanna look at you like this some more,” he whispered breathily. You flushed and ran a hand through his messy hair.

“Done Torrance.”

[marvelgiggles]

Still Scared of Monsters

Bucky!sister reader x Peter Parker

I know I have other prompts to work on but this has been sitting in my drafts for such a long time I just wanted to finish it.

“Y/N! Stop doing that!” Peter groaned as you scared him once again. You’ve been scaring him the last couple days. It was so easy to make him jump and scream, you were having too much fun to stop.

“It’s not my problem you scare easy Parker.” You gloated. He tried to get you back a couple of times but you didn’t get scared. Your big brother was Bucky Barnes, there was no way that you could get scared. While he wasn’t your brother by blood, he was in every other aspect. You were abducted as a child and became HYDRA’s first female solider. Bucky was responsible for training you and when he was rescued by the Avengers, he made it his personal mission to rescue you from HYDRA.

It took a while to get you to where you are today. There were a lot of tears, frustration, sleepless nights, and more mental battles than you could count to let all of the damage HYDRA had caused you. Now you lived at the Avengers compound with everyone and you went to school with Peter, who instantly became one of your best friends, alongside Ned and MJ.  

“Yeah, well it’s still not fair.” Peter whined as he started making his way to the training room, where he saw Bucky sparring with Steve.

“Hey Peter. Why are you so upset?” Steve asked noting the frustrated look on Peter’s face.

“Y/N won’t stop scaring me at school, around the compound and while I try and get her back nothing works.” He huffed while he started to practice shooting his webs at target that would pop up around the training room. He heard a chuckle from their direction and saw Bucky quickly turn away. “What?”

“Parker, she was a HYDRA solider for most of her life. There isn’t anything in the world that could scare her.” Steve said.

“Well actually there is one thing.” Bucky finally spoke up.

“What? What is it?” Peter asked a little too quickly.

“I don’t know if I should tell you. If she found out I told you I would fear for my life.” Bucky said not wanting to imagine how you would punish him for telling Peter.

“Please Mr. Barnes. She’s been scaring me for three solid weeks, I deserve to get my revenge.” Peter practically was on his knees begging Bucky to give up your weakness.

“Well let’s just say she never gotten over her fear of one monster.” Bucky said with a smirk. “One that evokes laughter.” Peter our two and two together and left the training room on the hunt for you and planning how he would get his revenge.

Peter late found you sitting in the living room curled in a blanket watching Toy Story 2, he knew you always loved Disney movies. He joined to you on the couch just waiting for the right moment to strike. While he was trying to think of the perfect way to get his revenge, you casually put your feet in his lap that wasn’t out of the ordinary but Peter couldn’t believe his luck. You practically walked right into what you had coming, right before he was about to strike he noticed you flinched a little, he looked up at you and saw you cheeks were pink.  Peter quickly looked at the screen and noticed it was the scene where Jessie was tickling Woody, Peter smirked at you. “What’s the matter Y/N?” He asked you at your embarrassed state. 

“Nothing.” You muttered into your blanket. Suddenly you felt a finger trail up your foot and you gasped pulling your foot backwards.

“Wait you're not ticklish are you Y/N?” Peter asked you as he went to grab your foot again. You looked at him with terror in your eyes as you frantically shook your head no and pulled you feet closer to your body. “They why do you look so scared.” Peter quickly grabbed both of your ankles so you were lying on your back, he quickly sat on top of your waist. “Okay, Y/N let’s try this again. Are you ticklish or not? If you won’t tell me I guess I will just have to find out for myself.” Peter said as he started to poke around your stomach. You bit down on your lip trying not to let out the giggles that your body wanted you too. “It sure looks like it to me.” Peter sang as he slowly started to use his fingers more than just simply poking your stomach. 

“Nuhuh.” You grunted still determined not to give Peter the pleasure of your laughter. You were trying to twist away and get out of his grip not wanting to submit to your greatest and deadliest weakness. Peter seemed to get annoyed that you weren’t laughing yet so his hands wandered out to your sides instead and your grunting got more frequent but you were still determined not to laugh.

“Come on Y/N. You know you want to laugh. It would make this so much easier on yourself.” You were getting so frustrated with yourself, you used to be a HYDRA solider, Peter should be this close to breaking you. You endured worse, that was sad to think about but it was true. Peter was slowly and methodically walking his fingers up your sides. You finally couldn’t take it anymore and began to laugh as you frantically batted at his hands trying to get him to stop. “You have such a pretty laugh Y/N. Maybe I should do this more often.” 

“Nohohohoho. StahahaHAHAP!” You cried you laughter also went up and octave and went silent with laughter as he started to squeeze the bottom of your ribcage. You weren’t even able to try amd get Peter off of you, he was tickling one of you ‘death’ spots. Where your laughter turned silent and all you could do was stand there and take the torment you were receiving.

“Well this is no fun if I can’t hear your laughter.” Peter said as he gave you a little mercy as he stopped tickling you.

“There are other ways to make me laugh.” You said in between the giggles still coming out of your mouth.

“I know but this is more fun for me and since you haven’t stopped scaring me this is you punishment.” He smirked evilly and reach his hands behind him to squeeze your knees and the squeal you let out sounded unhuman before frantic laughter. You aggressively kicked your legs trying to knock his hands off, which you did but his hands ended up in your inner thighs. Peter gave an experimental squeeze and your laughter continued. As you couldn’t contain your laughter. “Are you ready to apologize for scaring me yet?” You shook your head no. “Fine.” Peter’s hands left your legs and shot back to your stomach. “Look at this ticklish spot. This ticklish spot. And this ticklish spot.” Peter kept saying as he rapidly moved his hands across your entire upper body, leaving no space untouched.

“I YIHEHEHEHELD! STAHAHAHAHAP! I’HIHIHIHIM SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!” You screamed desperately so he would stop his torment of your nervous system. Peter got off of you and sat on the opposite end of the couch like nothing happened. You were still lying on your back regaining your breath.

“Well done Peter looks like you got your revenge.” Steve said walking into the kitchen with Bucky trailing behind him.

“You traitor.” You gasped. Bucky starts making his way towards you and looks over the back of the couch with a gleam in his eyes that made you want to run but you were still to exhausted to move.

“Should I show Peter the other way to make you laugh.” You gulped and shook your head no. “Well since you told Peter there were other ways of making you laugh, I might as well so him for next time.” Bucky quickly pulled you up into his arms so your back was pressed against his chest and you felt his beard in the crease of your neck and he started to rub his beard back and forth. You started to kick your legs again and try to touch your ear to your shoulder so Bucky would stop, instead he decided to blow a few raspberries there as well. This made you giggle like a Tickle Me Elmo doll. After a while Bucky finally dropped you back on the couch. “Well I guess the nickname Tickle Me Y/N still works.” He quickly kissed you forehead as your eyes started to droop of exhaustion. You felt someone pick you up and you tensed thinking you were going to be tickled again.

“Ssssh. Y/N. I have plenty of time to tickle you later. It’s okay just rest.” You heard Peter whisper in your ear as he laid you on his chest. You knew this was true and you would definetly be careful of pranking and messing with him. Suddenly you felt warmer as Peter covered you both with the blanket you were using earlier and you both drifted off to sleep.

[dr-habit-b]

Pesky pups and pretty ladies

No application, no warning, heck, not even an email! Kamal was already working on two other applications from the other night, and before he knew what was even happening, from the corner of his vision through the window he saw some Habititans gathering around the entrance to the ‘carnival’ area. 

He didn’t think much of it at first, maybe the kids were trying to mess with Ronbo, he was the clown after all, but when he poked his head around the office’s big, clunky computer he saw-

Wait wAS THAT ANOTHER FREAKIN KID?

He bolted up from his chair and ran out to the balcony, gripping the railing as he leaned forward, squinting to see what was happening. In the middle of a few of the residents was definitely a new person, no doubt. Ohh god oh GOD what the heck? They definitely weren’t expecting anyone today, who..??? Geez, aw geez.

“Haaaaaabit! We got a! Thing!!!!” He called out from the balcony, his voice creaking with anxiety. He didn’t want to deal with this today!...

Kamal was staring down into the carnival area, rubbing his temples as Habit came up behind him, peering around to see his assistant’s face.

“Kamal? Whate’s the matter?”

He watched with curiosity and confusion as his assistant just gestured frustratingly down to the carnival, following his gaze. Oh! There was a little group down there, now what were they doing?

“Eye.. do’nt understand, whate is happening?”

He frowns a little bit as Kamal drags his hands down his face with a big sigh, looking up at him. The anxiety and worry was very apparent on his face... his hand twitches a little, wanting to hold his face, but he doesn’t.

“I dunno if you can see or not, but uh. The Habititans? Are? Around a. Uh. A kid. New kid. Like, ah, no application or anything I didn’t recognize them Habit oh my god what are we gonna do?!”

Kamal starts running his fingers through his hair and curling it around his fingers as he starts rocking on his heels a little. If this kid just showed up, without parents, or, hell, even with parents but no application, ohhh they’re gonna get in so much trouble.

He jumps a bit feeling big hands on his shoulders, looking up at Habit. 

“Kamal. It iz o.k. We wille figure thise out! Let us go ande greete theme!”

Kamal forces a little bit of a smile, taking a deep breath as he pats Habit’s arms, shaking his head as those big hands remove from his shoulders.

“Y.. yeah, yeah. Okay. That’s probably for the best anyways, uh, lets! Lets just go, yeah?”

Habit gives him a smile, just barely showing his teeth, and pats Kamal on the back as the two of them head down the elevator. They don’t say much, but Kamal can feel Habit staring down at him as he nervously fidgets and messes with his hair. He’s still really worried, but! But it’ll be fine, right? Right. They wont get sued, I mean, its not like Parsley is hanging out in the carnival. Its not like he’ll see this kid, coming in unannounced and unplanned, and think to sue them. Haha, right? Right?? That wont happen.’

Kamal doesn’t notice the elevator ding and open up at first, not till Habit pats his back and coaxes him out. Geez, okay, he needs to just. Breathe and take a moment to get out of his own head.

He takes their long walk down the long hallway to the boiler room to do just that, holding his hands together in front of them and staring down at them. He feels a hand on his back, Habit making sure to guide him and keep him walking. Its appreciated, to say the least.

By the time they exit that big door in the back of the boiler room, Kamal is at least calm enough to not be almost pulling out his own hair.

“Are u o.k?”

He didn’t jump at least, but as Kamal looked up at his boss, he took a moment to take in the worried expression on his face. They both stopped, just a few feet shy away from the door, just staring at each other. Kamal let out a weary sigh before finally answering.

“I.. I’m worried! A lot, but... but it’ll be fine, right? We’ll... figure it out... probably.”

A smile creeped up on Habit’s face and he nodded, giving Kamal’s head a little pat pat.

“Yese it will! Do note worri, if it go-es bad, eye will handl it. Thise is mine Habitat, after all.”

Kamal manages a smile back for him, but. His words both comfort and continue to worry him. But they weren’t going to figure out just standing here, so he decides to lead the way this time, with Habit following just a touch behind him.

The gathered Habitians had moved from the carnival gates into the middle of the courtyard, it looked like... Ronbo, Mirphy, Tiff and Jimothan were gathered by the new kid, talking amongst themselves and looking rightfully worried. They all turned their heads hearing Kamal and Habit approach, which made Kamal feel incredibly small.

Thankfully Habit took charge and stepped in front of Kamal, smiling with open arms.

“Hell-o evry-one!! I hear thate we have a new visitor two-day!” He clasps his hands together, gazing down at the awkward-looking teen in the middle of the adults. “Amd who mite you be, younge man?”

The boy just stared at him for a moment, probably taking in the height difference, before shaking his head and grinning wide with teeth covered in braces. He was a nerdy looking kid, to say the least, dressed up far too warm for this summer heat. But, Habit supposed he used to dress in a very similar way in his teen years...

“O-oh! Uh!” Wait, he clears his throat a bit, trying to keep his voice from so obviously cracking. “I’m Trevor Garbo! And I heard from a...” He gets all shifty eyed for a moment, before looking back to Habit with squinty eyes. “Reliable source, that you guys might have a Vampire lurking around here!! I had to come see for myself!”

Habit just blinked down at the kid, and he could feel how dumbfounded his expression looked. He glanced over to the adults around Trevor, who all seemed just as exasperated and confused. O-key... um. Hmm..

“Weel! I amn not knowing about thise, but... ah.. Trevor, did you come here... a-lone?”

He didn’t turn around, but he could feel Kamal behind him grabbing nervously at his coat. He could practically feel him begging for the answer to be no. And, well, Habit was hoping for that too of course. But if this kid did come here alone....

“..Oh, nah! Uh, actually. My mom dropped me off.”

Relief. Kamal practically melted into a puddle, and Habit felt a little weight off his shoulders too. Although...

“Dide she? Ah, iz.. she stille aroumd?”

The blank stare Trevor gives him does Not inspire confidence.

“Uhhh, nah? Nah, she left, for like. Work stuff I dunno. She heard me talking about this place and thought it’d be a nice place to drop me off while she did work stuff. Uh, that’s like. Okay, right? I mean, this is already way better than being alone at the house for weeks!”

....Oh god he’s sweating. What the heck? Okay. O-key, o.k, umm...

“Did... yew happ-en two fill out a app-licaton? Ate all?”

He’s trying not to seem too nervous, but he gets the feeling Trevor can tell anyways.

“Uh, nah. Was I.. ‘sposed to?”

A. Perfect.

Before he could even think of what to say next he felt movement behind him, and when he turned to look he saw his assistant hurriedly making his way to the carnival.

“Ah- Kamal! Waite!”

He started to follow only to stop, looking back at Trevor, who was starting to look just as worried as the adults. No, no that wont do. He squats so he’s not looking down at the kid, giving him a big, closed smile.

“Oh, do note worri, маленький, you hav no-thimg two be a-fraide of. We wille handle every-thing! Juste be nice two the others, o.k?”

When Trevor relaxes Habit stands tall again and gives him a pat on the head before turning quick and rushing after Kamal. He catches up with a few strides of his long legs and grabs him by the arm, stopping him for going further.

“Kamal. Pleaze, re-lax. Whate are you ev-en planning?”

His grip isn’t tight by any means, and he still feels badly about it, but he doesn’t let go. He can take a pretty good guess at what Kamal is wanting to do, but.. He doesn’t need to see his face to see how stressed out and worried he is about this situation, he can feel it in how Kamal trembles.

“If... if I can just. Just talk t-to, to Parsley, and.. and explain! What. Just happened! I’m.. I can fix this, and.. and get a handle on, on the situation, before... before it gets worse, so.. s-so let me go, doc, I can.. I got this.”

“No, Kamal, you do note.”

“AND WHY NOT?!”

Habit jumps slightly, hearing Kamal raise his voice like that, but he does his best not to waiver.

“Be-cauze you are verry stressed, rite now.” He feels Kamal start to tug his arm, just a little, and he reaches over to turn his assistance’s face to him. Once they’re looking at one another, Habit tries to give him a little smile.

“Liek I said, it iz o-key. Lemt me talk to Parslm. Parsm... Parsley.” He scrunches his face a little. Why did he have such a hard time with that name... regardless.

“Yew should staye and talke two Trevor a bit! Eye will handl the issue. Be-sides, we have an-other guest a-riving soon! U need to be calme so you can greete her, yes?”

Kamal’s intense gaze is able to make even Habit a little nervous, despite the disparity in their height, but he relaxes when he sees the other let out a tired sigh.

“I... okay, okay. Yer right I’m. Super messed up about this right now... I just... dont want you to get in trouble for this, y’know? You.. yer a good guy and this place is like, your dream! Sow hat.. what if...”

He gets cut off as Habit pats his head with a little laugh, blinking up at him in confusion.

“Welle! Thate is for me to worri about, note you. Go see Trevor, waite for our new Habitians, I will talk with Pars. O-key?”

Kamal just stares up at him for a second before letting out a little laugh, some of the tension ebbing away. He nods, patting hand still holding onto his arm till Habit lets go.

“Y.. yeah, ‘o-key,’ I’ll do that. Just uh... if! If you need me, I’ll, uh. Be.. not that far away, I guess, hehh...”

His face flushes a little as he starts to walk back towards the courtyard, but he tries to shake it off. That was a dumb thing to say...

-----

Habit watches him go with a smile before sighing himself, looking over to where Parsley was hanging out. He was sitting by that little tire fire.. wonder why he liked that area so much. But, well, not the time for that. He makes his way over, giving Parsley a wave when he notices him coming. Parsley doesn’t get up or anything, just stays sitting and hugging his suitcase. That’s fine, Habit will walk right over and squat beside him.

“...So, uh. Whats up, Mr. Habit? You and your assistant get into a ‘lovers quarrel’ or something? Haha.”

Habit shoots him a frown, and Parsley gives him an apologetic smile.

“Eye dont knowe if you saw, but... we got a new Habititian, a bite ago.”

“Oh? Sounds uh, fun. Why... are you telling me, exactly?” He cant help but frown a little at the nervous expression on this big man. Doesn’t sit well in his stomach.

“Weell.... He is younge, amd.. he tolde us thate, ah... his momther, juste dropped him off and left. We were work-ing on two applications a bit a-go, but.. they were note his. She didmt e-maile or anything, we have noo paper-worke for him.” His gaze drifts away from Parsley as he talks, and he rubs the back of his neck with one of his hands.

“Kamal is verri up-set. Worried thate eye will get in-two trouble for thise.. we were ho-ping yew could help us? You’re are a lawyer boy, amd may-b you could help make an application for him?”

He finally glances back over at Parsley, only to wince a little at the look of disbelief on his face.

“Ah... do you note truste me? We can go-”

“Oh, no no, you’re fine. I cant believe the nerve of that kid’s Mom!” He groans, and rests his forehead against his suitcase, grumbling to himself. Something or other about child negligence, and custody cases..

“Okay, OK, yeah. Okay. Dont worry, uh, doc, I got y’alls back. I aint no evil lawyer or anything, heh... Whats the kid’s name again?”

“Ah, I thimk he said... Trevor! Trevor... Garbo?”

Parsley hums a little bit, thinking for a moment as he drums his fingers against his suitcase.

“Hmm, Garbo, Garbo... Man, I think my firm dealt with a divorce with that name. All the applications are the same, right? I’m sure I can call someone, and get a hold of his information pretty easy.... Oh, uh, y’know. If thats all good with you and- uh...”

He looks up at Habit, whose looking right back at him with big teary eyes. Before he knows whats even happening he’ lifted up like a Child and hugged by this big crying green doctor, and. Well. Sure, why the heck not. It only lasts but a moment and when Parsley is put down Habit apologizes while wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

“Aw, uh, no worries. No harm. I’ll, uh! Get to you, when I get the information and stuff, kay? I’d uh, do it now, but...” He glances over to the other side of the carnival, past the gates where the small group of adults and Trevor were still located.

Jimmothan was one of them...

“Ah, do note worri a-bout it. Eye understand.” Habit gives Parsley a pat on the back as he gets up, giving him a smile.

“You juste re-lax, amd I will come check-in later. I wille go see how Trevor is doing.”

They wave at each other before Habit starts heading back over to the courtyard, feeling lighter and more relieved. That went. MUCH much better than anticipated! Thank goodness. Though.. one of Parsley’s comments did plant a pit of worry in his stomach, but. Well. Nothing he could do about it, Parsley was the lawyer, not him.

-----

If Kamal wasnt so stressed out right now, he’d be very entertained by how Trevor just kept going on and ON about vampires. It was impressive, actually, even if he had no idea what the heck he was even on about. But as it stood he was passively listening to keep the kid happy, all while his worries covered him like a heavy, heavy blanket. He keeps glancing over to the big front doors of the Habitat, keeps listening for a knock or the sound of a bus or something. It feels like time is going agonizingly slow.

“...your name again?”

“Huh?” Oh, shit, he stopped listening. He looked back to Trevor, giving him a nervous smile.

“Uhh, sorry pal, didn’t catch that. Whats up?” 

“What’s your name again? And, uh, the tall guy?”

Good, good, just a question. He lets out a sigh and tries to relax again.

“My name’s Kamal, and that big lug you saw was Habit. He’s my boss, and the guy who runs this place. He, uh... I mean, we’ll need you to fill out an application, later, since. Since yer mom kinda just... y’know.”

“Ohh.. I uh, yeah thats! Fair, probably, sorry about that.”

“Nah, kid, dont even worry about it. Not your fault. Is, uh.. the only reason you came cause of the. Vampire thing?....” Where did he even hear that? Far as he’s aware none of these other folk are really internet people. “You know this is a place for like. Sad people, right?”

“Really? Well, honestly, I wasn’t sure. I mean, I did look at the website, but...”

Trevor shrugs, and Kamal gives him another nervous grin. Maybe he should look at that website... Habit put it together when they were first getting things running, he cant actually remember whether or not he checked it before hand. Maybe he should... go and make some edits. Or at least add some information. Or just look at it- whatever that was for later.

His attention went back to the front doors, while Trevor went back to talking about vampires to the other few adults around, who were listening to him with confused but endeared expressions. He was a little weird, but hey, whatever makes this kid happy right? After he was just dumped off by his mom, it was the least they could do.

Kamal found himself just staring at those doors, everything else out of his focus falling away. He started sort of bouncing one of his legs anxiously, starting to fiddle with his hair with one of his free hands. He was so out of it that he let out a very undignified squawk when he felt something touch him, turning around only to be met by his tall boss. They stared at each other before laughing a bit, Kamal giving an embarrassed apology before straightening.

“S.. so, uh, how’d it go with-” Ah. He glances over at Jimothan, who was talking with Trevor, before looking back to Habit.

“How’d it go?”

“Goode! Eye thimk it went good. He said he would help! Help two get Trevor’s in-for-mation, for an application. He is, thamkfully, on oure side withe this. There is no-thimg to worri a-bout, Kamal.”

He holds his arms out a little, an offered hug, and Kamal is quick to take it. God he was so relieved he could melt into a puddle right then and there.

But there was still more to do. They all chat for a fit, and the others disperse as Kamal leads Trevor up into the apartment area, practically hugging the wall all the way up while Habit followed behind with Trevor’s bit of luggage.

With the weight of all that legal stress off his shoulders, Kamal was a lot more lively. That was good, Habit liked to see that. Seeing his assistant so consumed by stress and anxiety.. really hurt, but he knew the feeling.

Once Trevor was shown his room, he was eager to have everything set up and decorated just how he wanted, so they left him to it. Still had to wait for the new Habititans to show up... hopefully nothing happened, but those worries were ditched quickly as they got to the bottom of the stairwell.

“Ohhhh heyyyyyyyy!” A woman in a green dress and frizzy looking hair waved over to them, accompanied by a.. well, to put it bluntly, another very sad looking woman with long teal hair.

Kamal let out a breath of relief seeing them and straightened, putting on a big smile as he and Habit approached the two.

“Hello! And, welcome to the Habitat! We’re very pleased to have you both, you didn’t have any trouble getting here did you?”

“Ohh not at all! Hahaha, wowww, you’re soo sweet! I met Lulia here the the busss stop and we chatted so much we forgot the bus! Soooo we had to wait for the next one, but itssss okay, no worries.” 

She ruffles Kamal’s hair, which gets a nervous laugh out of him. Was.. was this woman. Drunk? She, uh, she was sure acting like it. Well its a good thing she said they took the bus cause Kamal wasn’t sure how he’d feel if she drove here.

“Okay! Okay, thats... thats good to hear, at least.” At least, he thinks so. “You’re.. Jerafina, right? And I suppose the other woman is Lulia?”

“Ding diiiiiing! Hahaha, I alllllmost forgot you knew my name, I was totally shocked at first.” She turns to look at the other woman standing behind her. “Yooour name is Lulia??? Thats sooooo pretty!!”

Lulia just sighs, brushing some hair behind one of her ears. It looks like she’s blushing, but Kamal cant tell what exactly from. She really did look sad, and, well... her application had him figure as much, really. She was probably the worst case here right now, and honestly, it... made him nervous! What a shocker, but really. She would have to be someone they keep an eye on, for sure...

While he was lost in his thoughts Habit approached them, giving them a friendly smile and offering his hand for handshakes. Jerafina took it and shook maybe a little too eagerly, while Luila just turned her face away from the offer. She didn’t seem like one to talk, even though Jerafina mentioned them having a conversation... though, maybe Jerafina was just talking at her. Who knows.

“Weel! You two muste be tired, yess?? Let us go two you’re rooms! I cam carry your thimgs!” Habit beamed as they both gave him their respective suitcases, and he thought it was cute how each one matched its owner so perfectly. He glanced down at Kamal, who was looking at the stairs rather nervously, and nudged him with his elbow.

“Do note worry, eye can han-dle theme from hear. Yew go back two the office o-key?” He doesn’t give Kamal the chance to answer, actually, and turns a heel and walks towards the stairs with the two women following suit.

Kamal watches them go, hand partially raised like he was going to say something, but after a second he drops it and makes his own way back to the office. Come on, its okay, everything worked out fine. Nothing to stress about.

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Jerafina continued to chat up Lulia the whole way up the stairs and to the apartment rooms, up until she was shown her own room and given her suitcase. She pouted and whined about leaving Lulia behind, but eventually left to her own devices after a moment. Habit was thankful when she did, letting out a little sigh. She definitely reeked of alcohol. Well! Good thing they the lounge, and Jimothan.

His walk with Lulia was significantly quieter, and Habit all too quickly missed Jerafina’s mindless chatter. He never knew what to say to people who didn’t want to talk, so... they didn’t. Lulia didn’t seem to mind at least. When they reached her room Habit set down her luggage and looked over to her, offering a little smile.

“Do note worry, miss Lulia. Yew can take as much tiem here as you neede. If there is any-thinge you neede, let me knowe.” His smile strains a little bit as she nods and continues to stay quiet, watching her step into her room. He lets out a quiet sigh through his nose. Well... he cant blame her. These sorts of things arent easy for everyone. Admitting you’re in a bad place, and need some kind of help..

“...You are a-mong friends, here. We are alll deal-img withe pro-blems. Big! Or small. Do note be a-fraid two talke to some-one. O-key?” He stares at the back of her head for a long time before smiling a little when she finally nods. He wishes her a good rest of the day and makes his way back down the stairs, and towards the boilers.

He hopes Kamal is okay. Today piled a lot of unexpected stress onto him, and Habit knew just how anxious he got about things... Well! No matter, he would make sure things ran smooth as they can go. Tomorrow he’ll check in with Parsley, and get to work on all of Trevor’s papers. Maybe see if... Parsley can get a hold of his mom. Or... something. Anything. That whole situation didn’t sit right with him..

When he reached the elevator he hit the up button and waited patiently for the ding, listening to the hum of the machine as it whirred to life. He was still lost in thought, but didn’t miss the quiet sound under the mechanical hum. He lifted his head a bit to listen more intently, looking around the empty room.

Empty? No, that wasnt right. His eyes widened a bit as his gaze landed on one of the corners of the room, where he spotted a small form, pressed against that corner and looking very small. His expression fell and his chest tightened painfully.

“Oh, лилия....” The words slipped out, just barely audible, and Habit turned to make his way over to that small form as the elevator dinged and opened behind him. He stopped just shy of the other, and slowly sat down on his knees in front of him.

Kamal was sat so tucked into that corner and into himself that he looked so, so much smaller than normal. Habit could see the way he trembled, even in the dim room, and could see the uneven rising and falling of his breathing, despite him being utterly silent. He reached out to him, only to stop just shy of touching his head. He hesitated for a long while, thinking over what to do.

“Is touche o-kay?”

For a while, Kamal didn’t give him a response, verbal or otherwise, but he eventually nodded. Habit breathed a sigh of relief and started to gently stroke the top of his head, lightly dragging his finger tips through his hair.

“I ame... so sorry, Kamal... I should note hav left you a-lone.” Especially when the way up to the office was so... dark and spooky. He should really try getting some lights down here sometime, he thinks, but- no no. That wasn’t important right now.

What was important was the fact that he let his assistant, his friend, get so anxious like this. He’s sure he could have done... something better along the way.

He continues to comb through Kamal’s wavy hair with his fingers, not sure what to say next. Not sure what would or wouldn’t make it worse.. but he knew being down here wasn’t going to make it any better, thats for sure.

Gently he started to coax Kamal into uncurling.

“Here, lemt me carry you two you’re room. Yew wille be more comfy there.”

Eventually Kamal let Habit pick him up, but he hid his face in his hands the whole time. That made Habit giggle a bit, which seemed to relax Kamal a little. Good! That was... a little progress, at least. He carried him up and into the elevator, pushing the up button. Kamal, being his assistant, shared a room right across from Habit’s. Easy to get to and from the office quickly.

As the elevator came to a slow stop and dinged, the doors sliding open, Kamal finally found his voice as Habit stepped out.

“Imm.. ss-sorry...” His voice was quiet and cracked easily, giving away his crying. It really tore up Habit from the inside out, hearing him like that.

“Kamal no no, you do’nt haf two be sorre for an-y thimg....” He nudged Kamal’s door open as he reached it, thankful it wasnt closed all the way, and went to go sit on the bed. Still holding him close.

“Bu.. but I. I-I didnt... ee-even help!.. I was,, ss-so useless...” And that was it, wasn’t it. He tried so hard all the time, he worked so hard, all the time. Did everything his parents wanted him to, studied and made perfect grades even at the expense of his well being, got into a good college, then went to a good dentistry school, kept studying hard and making perfect grades-

But god, god, life throws one unexpected thing at him and he totally falls apart. Just one! And it wasnt even that bad! So- why??

He flinches a little bit as his hands are pulled from his face, and he stares, teary-eyed up at his boss, who looks back down at him with worry and pain.

“You are Not use-less. Kamal.” Habit closes his eyes for a second to take a breath, and when he opens them again, his gaze is much softer.

“Yew are wonderful. So.. smarte, and hard-workeing, all the time! Even whene you do’mt haf to be. You check and re-cheke ev-ery-thing so thate you are sure it is all in-order! Thate everything is o-key! Yew hav re-membered manee little de-tales I do not, and have fixed mine mistakes thate I missed. Ande yew care a-bout the Habititans as much as I do.” He gives Kamal a warm smile, gently wiping a few tears away with his thumb.

“Far from use-less, in mine o-pinion.”

Kamal cant help his face flushing as Habit speaks, glancing away when he starts touching his face. It does bring a little smile to his face, and he cant help but.. laugh? Just a little bit.

“Y... yer.. such a sofie, y.. y’know that?” He doesn’t look back up at Habit, but he does put a hand over top the one still touching his face, as if to say ‘keep it there.’

Habit just stares down at Kamal with a little smile on his face, staying quiet for a bit before letting out a little laugh of his own.

“Hah, may-b! Thate is a good thing, no?”

Its only now that Kamal finally looks up at Habit, giving him a small smile of his own.

“Yeah... yeah I, I think so.”

They stay like that for a long while. Habit moves so that his back can lean back against the wall, and Kamal stays in his arms. He feels like this should be... way more weird, I mean, he was. Being held by his boss? After having a mini breakdown. In his own room??? On his bed??? But... it was just. Nice.

They talked about nothing in particular for what felt like hours, till Kamal stopped getting answers back. He glanced up, only to see that Habit was starting to doze off. He felt his face flush again along with this warm, but also nauseous feeling in his chest. At first he thought he might be about to have a panic attack, but this feeling still felt more.. pleasant than anything, pleasant and nervous.

...Wait a second.

Ah,

[mangoesblythe]

Christmas Dinner Pt. 2

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When dinner is over you put on your coat and say goodbye to the Cuthbert's.

you put on your hat and coat and look at the necklace around your neck. your heart flutters. What a sweet gift.

you step outside and feel the cold winter air through your hair.

"y/n wait up!" you turn around and see Gilbert and Sebastian walking towards you.

"oh I'm sorry I didn't realize you guys were leaving as well." you smile and wait for them.

"well it's starting to get late" Gilbert says.

"hey y/n?"

"do you want to spent the night with us?" he asks as you all walk on.

"I don't want you to spent Christmas morning all by yourself."

all by my self.

you didn't want to spent christmas morning alone either. it would just remind you of old times. before your parents left you. you were still mad at them. they left their own daughter alone in the cold when she was just thirteen teen. that was a few years ago now. but it bothered you. you just didn't understand. tears started to form in your eyes but you snapped out of it.

"I'd love to" you reply looking at the floor "but I need to change first this corset is killing me" Sebastian and Gilbert both chuckled.

"well my house is in the other direction so I'll see you guys in a minute." you turn to walk away from them as Gilbert grabs your wrist gently.

"Sebastian why don't you walk ahead. I don't want her to walk all alone in the dark." he says letting go of your wrist slowly brushing your fingers.

"what about me?" Sebastian says "maybe I don't wanna walk alone in the dark either" he chuckles. "I'm only joking I'll see you two lovebirds later." he says before walking of.

you feel your cheeks heat up and look over at Gilbert to see if he's blushing aswell. in fact he's bright red.

you decide to just start a conversation

"I'm looking forward to spending the night at your place. thanks for inviting me over. spending Christmas night alone sucks" you say looking at your feet. he frowns at you "of course. and I know about your parents. if you ever feel alone you can just come over. I don't mind" he says looking at you. "thank you" you say fighting against your tears.

if I'd come over every time I felt lonely I'd practically live there.

you approach your front door.

"I'll wait here for you" Gilbert says sitting down on your porch. your house was small and it was cold inside. you ran upstairs and changed. you looked at yourself in the mirror. and stroked the necklace before walking out of your room. in the hallway you looked at a picture of you and your parents. you must've been about nine. you couldn't hold back your tears and you ran downstairs crying. you ran away slaming the front door shut on your way out. Gilbert stood up. as soon as he realized you were crying he held you tight. you cried into his neck as he slowly stroked your hair. you just stood there for a minute. just holding eachother.

this is the reason I like him. he is always there for me.

once you had calmed down you slowly pulled away.

"I'm sorry" you said wiping your tears.

"Don't apologize. It's okay to cry" he looked into your puffy eyes.

"let's go" he said and you started walking.

"thank you for everything Gilbert" you smiled.

"it's nothing y/n. I'd do anything for you" he smiled as well.

your heart fluttered at those words.

you blushed and looked down at the floor as you continued walking. you saw Gilbert looking at you and you felt his hand brush against yours. it tingeld. suddenly he grabbed your hand intertwining fingers.

you looked up at him and he smiled. you smiled back and already felt your cheeks heat up again. you approached his house and he opened the door. you let go of his hand and took if your coat. when you looked back at gilbert he was staring at you.

"what are you looking at blythe" you chuckled.

"you" he said as his cheeks turned pink. you smiled at him and looked into his eyes for a moment before walking into his living room. Gilbert walked in after you and took a seat next to Sebastian on the couch. you sat in a chair across from them and looked a the floor.

"so did you guys kiss or not?" Sebastion says grinning.

Gilbert nudges Sebastian's shoulder as his face turned bright red causing you to laugh.

"I'll get us some drinks" Gilbert says eyeing Sebastian and he walks of to the kitchen.

"did you see that nasty look he gave me?" Sebastian asks chuckling. you laugh. this evening was way better than reading alone in your cold bedroom.

Gilbert walked back in and handed you a drink. you three talked all evening until you decided it was time to go to bed.

"Goodnight y/n" Gilbert stands up.

"Goodnight" you say and kiss his cheek. he turns bright red. you smile and walk away.

"night Sebastian!"

as you close the door behind you you hear laughter. "Blythe you look like a tomato" Sebastian basically screams. you try to hold in your laughter. "shut up bash" you hear Gilbert say. you chuckle and walk over to the guest room.

after an hour you're still not asleep. you get out of bed and decide to just sit on the front porch. you stare into the distance. Gilbert running through your thoughts. you start playing with your necklace. you just can't get him off your mind.

meanwhile Gilbert is dealing with the same problem. He quietly gets out of bed and opens the front door. as soon as he sees you he freezes. he notices that you're looking at the necklace. He smiles.

"Can't sleep?" he asks and you jump up.

"whoa calm done. it's only me" he says chuckling.

you chuckle as you sit back down.

"I have to many thoughts and I can't get them off my mind." you say.

"how about I get us a drink. something to drown out our thoughts. it's Christmas after all." he asks smiling.

"are trying to get me drunk blythe?" you ask.

"no if course no-"

"I'm only joking" you chuckle. he sighs in relieve. causing you to chuckle more.

"so do you want a drink or-"

"yes please" you laugh amd Gilbert walks inside. you let go of the necklace causing it to fall against your chest. you look up at the sky as you hear the door open.

Gilbert sat down next to you and handed you a glass.

you took a sip and squinted your eyes at the taste.

Gilbert laughed. he stared at your eyes reflecting the moonlight.

"you're beautiful y/n" he says as he takes a sip as well.

you smile.

why is he being so sweet?

"let's swallow it all at once" Gilbert says changing the subject when you don't say anything.

"are you crazy?" you laugh.

"for you? yes"

you chuckle and feel your cheeks heat up.

"so do you wanna do it?" he asks.

"sure" you say.

"okay. 3...2...1...GO!"

you both swallow your drink at once. your whole body shivers again as you put down your glass. you laugh looking over at Gilbert who was shaking his head.

"that was a very bad idea" He said.

"it was" you laugh.

you stare at Gilbert's lips. he notices and stares at yours.

it's probably the alcohol that gives you the confidence to do this but you lean in and kiss him. you feek your heart pounding and your lios tingling. you slowly pull away.

"Merry Christmas" he says smirking

"Merry Christmas" you stand up and pull Gilbert's arm so he stands up aswell. you wrap your arms around his neck and press your lips on his again. he put his hands on your waist and pulls you closer towards him. he picks you up and you wrap your legs around him.

thank god I put on trousers.

he starts taking steps back towards the door as he hits his head on the wall. he slowly puts you down and brings his hand to the back of his head.

"ouch" he says and he chuckles.

you laugh. you stare at him. and he stares back. "wanna cuddle" he asks smiling.

oh my god he's so cute

"definitely" you say as you follow him towards his bedroom. he falls onto his bed and crawls under the covers. you lay down next to him. he immediately wraps his arms around you and you bury you head in his chest. you run your fingers trough his soft curls.

"will you be mine" He asks and kisses your forehead.

"yes" you say and Gilbert squeezes you tighter. you slowly play with his hair until you fall asleep.

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you wake up with a light headache and for a moment you have no idea where you are. you smell a familiar scent and the memories from last night start coming back to you. you open your eyes and see Gilbert staring at you. "Good Morning Girlfriend" he says smiling. he has an arm around your shoulder. "Good morning boyfriend" you say chuckling. you put your head on his chest and he pulls you closer.

"maybe swallowing the whole drink at once wasn't such a bad idea after all" he says smirking. you chuckle.

I guess having Gilbert as your boyfriend was worth the headache.

Gilbert's bedroom door swung open. and bash walked in.

"I went into the guestroom to wake

y/n up but she's not the-" he starts laughing. "ah I see. I'll make some breakfast" he says walking out. shaking his head.

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"thanks for everything guys! I better head home now." you say after you've finished breakfast. Gilbert pouted causing you to chuckle.

you grab your coat and hat and head out if the front door.

"I'll see you monday at school!" you say kissing his cheek.

"can we walk to school together?"

"of course! bye!" you turn around and walk away but Gilbert stops you by gently grabbing your wrist. you turn around and Gilbert slowly traces his fingers on your jaw. he presses his lips on yours slowly. you can't help but smile into the kiss. when he pulls away he stares into your eyes causing you to blush.

"I love you" He says.

you freeze. as you look at him. shocked at his words. panic forms into his eyes and he tries to get some words out "I-"

you kiss him again running your fingers through his hair. you feel him relax again and you slowly pull away.

"I love you too"

[the-writer-ofthe-fandoms]

Something Strange (Doctor Who/Stranger Things) (Part 1)

Words: 1.2k+ A/N: HELLO YES ANOTHER CROSSOVER READER INSERT Idk why this popped into my head but i have had nothing but crossover come into my mind and i needed to write this down lmaoooo

"She just needs some repairs and we can go off an explore." You heard the Doctor shout from under the console of the TARDIS.

"I was thinking of exploring Ancient Rome, I want to try the ancient bread." Youp replied, swinging your feet back and forth. You were sitting at the door if the TARDIS, watching the stars as the Doctors ship floated peacefully through space.

"Out of all the things you can do in Ancient Rome you want to try bread?"

"Yeah why not?"

"You're a funny one, (Y/N)." You hear the alien laugh, making you smile. You and the Doctor were an interesting duo. He had crossed paths with you in your home city after some aliens decided to wreck havoc. You were able to save his ass and when the aliens were gone he asked you to join him. You saw so many things on your travels, things you only dreamed about seeing. Him and you were thick as thieves.

"You almost done Doctor?"

"Almost! I just need to tweek one more-"

You were sent flying back as the TARDIS tilted, it had its doors slam shut. The TARDIS straightened out enough, only for you and the Doctor to grab onto the control panel before it tilted wildly again. You held on with all your might, watching the Doctor desperately try to do something to stop this flight.

"What the hell is happening?!" You shouted as loud as you could to be heard over the loud sound the TARDIS makes.

"I have no bloody idea! I think she wants to take us somewhere. Hold on!" The Timelord twisted a nob and pulled a lever, the ship lurched forward. You felt like the air was knocked out of you as your torso hit the metal. You heard the Doctor pull one last level and the TARDIS lurched once more, sending you both to the floor.

"What the hell..." You moaned in pain, clutching your head. You sit up from the ground but the Doctor was a head of you, already jumping to his feet to see where the TARDIS brought us.

His brows furrowed in confusion. "Hawkins, Indiana 1983... Why this town and why this year?"

"Well we will have to go and find out, don't we?" You grinned and the Doctor smiled.

"Allons-y! As I like to say!" He helped you off the floor and took hold of your hand. He pushed the door open and you both were greeted with a forest. You both carefully step out of the TARDIS, glancing around.

"Huh just a forest-"

"Something's not right."

"What? What is it? How can you tell?"

"I don't know what it is, but there is something different and not a good different. I can just feel it." The Doctor pulled out his sonic screw driver and turned it on. He walked forwards, slowly scanning the air left to right. You watched him intensely, noticing his eyebrows furrowed as he stepped carefully. You turn around and make sure to lock the TARDIS before joining the Doctor.

You both venture farther into the woods. Although you didn't know what was up, you felt subtle anxiety creep into your chest. You kept your eyes peeled for any sign of danger. Everything seemed ordinary, except for that the direction you were walking in made the sonic screwdrive light up bright and sound louder.

"WILL!" Yours and the Doctors heads perked up to the yelling in the distance; it seems to be coming in front of you.

The Doctor gave you a look that read 'want to go investigate' with a head tilt in that direction.

You replied with a look of your own that read 'I don't know, why not' and a shrug. You both gave a nod and continued forward, with the sonic screw driver put away. You almost laugh at how well you two could silently communicate. Regardless, you both followed the yelling as it got louder. You then noticed there were two, distinc voices: one male sounding and one female. You noticed in the corner of your eye the Doctor pull something out of his suit, assumably the psychic paper.

The two people yelling soon came into view in a clearing, next to a hand-made looking hut. Obviously your arrival made the pair stare at you both wide eyed and mouths agape.

"Who-Who are you?" The woman stuttered, the teen boy wit her look like he was ready to fight.

"Hello, uh we are lost." The Doctor smiled. "Been traveling all day from England and wanted to walk through the woods to stretch our legs. We got turned around."

"O-Oh." She replied, biting her lip. She then pulled out an unevenly folded paper from her coat pocket. She hastily unfolded it amd handed it to you since you were closer to her. "Have you seen this boy in the woods at all?"

You inspected the paper, your messy haired partner leaning over too look. There was a picture of a young boy with the name Will Byers and contact information at the bottom. "We haven't come across anyone while walking. I'm sorry."

"Oh what are we going to do, Jonathan." The woman cried and turned away from us. Jonathan wrapped the woman in his arms, quietly shushing her.

"Its okay, we will find him." He spoke softly, though loud enough for the two of you to hear. It was safe to assume they were a family and Will was the womans child.

"We are uh, investigators in England we may be able to help." The Doctor then pulled out his psychic paper and showed it to them. "My parnter her left theirs in their luggage."

"R-really?!" They both looked at each other and back at you and The Doctor.

"We best find our way back now, I assume to just call the number on the flyer?"

"Yea, and my name is Joyce Byers by the way and this is my oldest Jonathan." He awkwardly waved.

"Well I am (Y/N) and this is..." You motioned to the alien.

"Right, I am The Doctor."

"Doctor who?" Jonathan asked the signature question.

"Oh, just The Doctor."

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"I have a feeling that William Byers has something to do with whatever made the TARDIS want to come here." The Doctor said while you both walked towards where the Blue Box landed.

You nodded, "No doubt, your screwdriver was leading us to that clearing... Or to that family."

Your ears perked at the sound of distant young voices, pretty much in the direction of the TARDIS. This couldn't be good... You slowed down your walking and allowed The Doctor to take the lead, his sonic screwdriver out and ready.

"Dude why won't it open!" You heard a young boys voice yell with some struggle.

"I don't know Lucas but keep trying!" A lisped voice replied and then grunted.

You and the Doctor saw the Police Box and with their backs facing you both, you saw three young boys trying to break into the TARDIS.

"What do you boys think you are doing?" The Doctor questioned with a stern voice and raised brow. The three spun on there heels, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. One was a lanky boy with dark hair surrounding his face, the other boy was African-American and also fairly lanky, and the third boy had a mop of brown curls that were covered by a hat.

It was like a stand off between you and The Doctor, and the three kids. No one moving, no one seemingly blinking.

[yourmakingme]

Playing Neverland part 4

Playing With Lost Boys

Prompt: Talking with Wendy... walking in the jungle... finding the boys who stole your clothes. Maybe Wendy should have kept her mouth shut.  

Warning: fighting... I think that’s it. 

A/N: I wish I could remember where I found this gif. If anyone knows that would be great. 

You laid in bed, tried. Maybe talking almost all night with Wendy wasn't a good idea, but one thing lead to another and now here you are, tried off your ass. Wendy was still sleeping as you could hear the lost boys. You slowly moved yourself off the bed and out, into the camp. The boys were sitting around whispering. You started to walk closer when Rufio ran past you and over to Pan. You watched them, leaning in a tree, for a moment and smiled. There were very few things that made Pan smile, your brother was one of them.  He was the reason you were here. 

Rufio loved Neverland. He was good at hunting, tracking, sword fighting. He just fit in here. But he missed you once his feet hit the shore. He didn't want to leave, but for you he would. Everyone loved him on the island, but no one wanted him to leave. Pan grin and bear it and brought you here to make your brother happy. Yes Rufio loved Neverland and Neverland loved him. Neverland wouldn't give him up even if that meant having a girl there. You couldn't place Wendy thou. Why was she here? That was a question still swirling around your head. 

“Y/n.” You heard and there she was. “Hi Wendy.” You said to her, “Can I ask you something?” Wendy's asked. You were going to be a smart ass, but you thought not to. “Ya sure.” You said and Wendy pointed at someone. Your eyes moved over camp and stared. “Who's that talking to your brother?” She asked you. “Felix.” You told her,  “Why do you ask?” You asked. “Just learning everyone's name.” She said. “Uh hu.” You said. Little did the two of you know that Felix heard his name and looked up at you two. You turned away from Wendy and caught his eyes. You smiled at him, but he turned away. Walking into the jungle. 

“Does he always do that?” Wendy asked you. “Most of the time.” You said. You watched as he walked away and you sighed mettally. He still hates me, you thought. You turned and walked away from camp. “Were you going?” Wendy asked. “For a walk.” You said. She stood there for a moment. “Can I come with you?” She asked. “Whatever.” You said back. Hearing the jungle behind you move you knew she was behind you. “Do you always go for a walk?” Wendy asked. “Only to clear my head.” You told her, she nodded.

“Look at me, I'm Y/n.” You heard and stopped. Turning you saw the lost boys that stole your things. Still playing with them. So Felix didn't stop them, you thought. “Hey give those back.” Wendy said to them. “Wendy.” You hissed. You grabbed her, pulling her back. But it was too late. “Come out girlies.” You heard and you groaned. You walked out and stood there. Wendy was still hiding. “Where's the other one?” One boy asked. “Don't know what you’re talking about.” You said. 

Yes, now Wendy was your friend. Hopeful she took off running. You thought to yourself. You couldn't take on these boys. You didn't know how. On the Jolly Roger you were bluffing about taking them all on. Although you would have tried, you wouldn't have gotten very far. You stood there, staring at the boys, waiting. “If you're going to do something to get it over with. I don't want to stand here all day waiting.” You told them. “You want those back?” One of the boys asked. You did. “No, you can keep them.” You told them, not caring. They did what you thought they were going to do and gave them back. No fun if the person you're teasing doesn't care. 

“Are we done?” You asked. They nodded and you turned to walk away, only to get kicked into the dirt. Yesterday is was mud, now it's dirt  what's next? You thought. “Neverland isn't for girls.” You were told. You got up and stared at them. “Tell that to Rufio.” You said to them. They all stared at you and you sighed. “Tell Rufio his sister don't belong.” You said. They all stared st you and you kept your eyes on them. “No we won't, but girls don't belong.” You were told. You rolled your eyes as you stood there. “I'm leaving.” You said, trying to be tough. 

You turned, not learning your lesson and got pushed again. This time your lip found a small rock and got split open. You pushed yourself up and got a boot on your back. You grabbed some dirt and throw it behind you. You heard the boy spitting and you moved forward, getting away from him as you heard him fall. You stood and raised your fists. You stared down at the boy and realized who it was. It was Jason. He was tall and had short brown hair, eyes to match. He had to be around 16 appears. That means Finn and Bill was the other two. 

Finn and strawberry blonde hair, it was longer than Felix’s and always up either in a ponytail of sorts or a bun. He had green eyes, his face covered in freckles. Bill had brown hair that was always in his face. His eyes were a dark blue. Both boys were tall, maybe even taller than Felix. 

You stared at all three of them. You were ready, sort of. Bill came at you and you moved out of the way. Bill stopped behind you. Finn stood there, he never really like fighting. Bill grabbed you and Jason got up. Jason stared down at you and you tried to get free from Bill. “Maybe we shouldn't do this.” Finn said. Jason turned to face Finn and you quickly brought your legs up to kick Jason away. Bill fell amd you got free. Finn walked up to you and grabbed you. “Get off.” You said, fighting him. He shook his head at you and Jason grabbed something. You stared and wanted to scream. That's what they wanted you to do. You knew it. They wanted you to scream so Pan would see what they see. Jason came closer with his dagger and you tried to push yourself back. 

 “That's enough.” You heard and opened your eyes to see Felix standing there, Wendy behind him. Finn let you go and you walked over to them, before Felix grabbed you. Pulling you closer to them before Wendy took your hand. Wendy looked your face over and started to dab a cloth over your lip. “Felix, what are you doing here?” Jason asked. You turned to see Finn had taken off. Felix didn't say anything to them and dropped his club off his shoulder. “Are you cut anywhere else?” Wendy asked sand you shook your head. Wendy lightly grabbed your hands and looked them over. 

“What would Pan think about this?” You heard Felix ask. “Pan isn't here.” Jason pointed out. Felix got right into his face. “You're right, he's not.” Felix darkly said. You watched as Jason fell on his butt, his feet hanging on Felix’s club. Bill stood there and stared. You heard something as the boys started fighting. It was Finn. He has a knife in his fingers and was about to go through it. He was looking right at Felix. “Felix!” You yelled and he looked up at you. He got punched in the jaw, but the knife never came at him. It hit a tree and you sighed. 

You stood there and something went flying at you. You stared at it, you couldn't move. There was smoke in front of you and there stood Pan. He caught the arrow in his hand and stared at Bill. “That's enough from you.” Pan said. Jason and Felix stood and you stared. “Jason, take Bill to the cages. He needs to learn a lesson.” Pan said darkly. Bill didn't even fight Jason on it. Pan snapped his fingers and was gone again. “Are you ok?” Wendy asked you and you stared at her, “I'm fine.” You told her. You turned and stared at Felix. “Are you alright?” You asked Felix. He just stared at you. You could see the red mark that the punch left. You wanted to touch it, but you had to stop yourself. 

You looked past Felix and saw Finn standing there. Maybe he was more into violent then you thought. Cause the next think you knew a knife was thrown at you guys. You pushed Felix out of the way and your legs were longer than you thought as you felt something plunge into you leg. Tarring the skin and ripping mussels. You hit the ground and felt the blood drip from your leg. You could feel the rhythmic pulse throughout your body. You wanted to do nothing more then to pull out the knife. Your hand was smacked away and you turned to look at Felix. He quickly ripped your pant leg and wrapped it around and above. Trying to stop the bleeding. “Wendy take her back to camp.” Felix ordered. Wendy helped you up and she grabbed your one arm. Her other around your waist. Felix got up and grabbed his club. He quickly went after Finn. 

Limped as you two tried to get to camp, trying to not move your leg and trying to help her move as fast as you could. You may have gone two feet. You were getting angry with yourself, but it wasn't your fault. You stopped and Wendy looked at you. You reached for a tree and slowly leaned on it. “You can't give up now.” Wendy said and stared at you. “I know, just give me a moment.” You said. You heard the leaves move and you looked up to see Rufio standing there. He stared for a moment, before running to help you. You reached out to him and he quickly took your hand. “What happened?” He asked you. “Some of the lost boys.” Wendy said and you turned to her. “It was not-- almost nothing.” You said. “They took your things.” Wendy said and you stared at her again. You could drill a hole in her head with the stare you were giving her. 

“You can’t wake on this--” Rufio stopped and stared at you. He picked up off the ground without warning. “You could have slipped or got it stuck on something. You’re likely I found you.” He told you and you stared up at him. “Stop being older than me.” You spat. “I can’t, I am.” He told you. “By an hour.” You told him. “You left for mouths. Which makes me older than you.” You pointed out. “Still born first.” He told you. You just stared at him, still slightly angry at yourself. You stared down at the knife and sighed. “Will she be ok?” Wendy asked. “She’ll be fine.” he told her. “I’m sorry.” You said and they both looked at you. Rufio didn’t say anything. 

The three of you made it to camp and Pan turned to stare at you. He saw the knife and sighed. “You have to be kidding me.” He said and Rufio set you down. “Was it--” You shake your head and he stared at you. There was movement and you turned to see Felix walking back. Finn over his shoulder He dropped him and you stared. “Well there’s no dreamshade.” You heard Pan say and you turned. He was holding a knife and you looked down. It was the knife. You just stared and he walked away. Pan walked up to Felix and stared at him. “He’s learned a lesson.” Pan said, staring down at Finn. Pan bent down and checked for a pulse. “You’re lucky Felix. He lives.” Pan said up to him. “Send it back.” Felix said. You blinked and stared at them. He would have killed Felix. You thought. No you couldn’t say that. It would make Felix look weak. Did he--

[aweebwrites]

Celestial Influence 8- The Beginning of the End

The sun peaked over the distant horizon, filling the realm before it with light, scattering the darkness as it always does each morning. Wu breathed in a deep breath, filling his lungs with the cool morning air from his place meditating atop the Monastery's roof. He opened his eyes slowly, a smile tugging his beard upwards. Today promises to be a good one.

"Heeeya!" He glanced down into the courtyard, finding one student already hard at work in the training yard.

He promises to be quite the fighter. The boy was quick to use a front handspring to get out of the way of the machine's fist as it spun.

"Ha! You're nothing!" The boy grinned at the bot. "Ninja go!" He yelled, using Spinjitzu to charge at the machine but the move soon became unstable, his use of it not quite mastered as yet.

He yelled as he ended up thrown towards the robot that immediately smacked him in the face, sending him flying back. Wu winced as he took a hard fall then hopped off the roof, landing silently on his feet then approached with his hands behind his back.

"Your form was perfect but you are too hasty. Too cocky." Wu says as he reached a hand down to help the boy up.

"Sorry Sensei. I'll do better next time." Jake says as he rubbed the back of his head then dusted off his orange gi and Wu smiled at the youngest member of his new batch of students.

"I'm sure you will." Wu says, ruffling the young teen's hair before walking away. "You remind me of a student of mine. The master of fire." He says and Jake perked all the way up at that.

To be compared to the master of fire, his favourite ninja Kai himself! Now he was even more determined to pull this off.

"Ninja go!" He yelled, jumping right back into practise.

Wu chuckled soft then headed inside the monastery for tea. No surprise when he found it already made for him and another student of his already waiting.

"Nelson. Good morning. I see you're up early." Wu greeted, taking a seat from across the leader of the team, clad in his purple gi.

Not that he realised that yet.

"Yeah! I'm an early riser and I know you really like your tea so I just-uh through I might as well do something productive with the extra time, you know?" He says sheepishly.

"Why not join Jake with training?" Wu queried, taking his cup of tea and taking a sip.

"Ah… Right…" Nelson says sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head.

He hadn't thought of that. He was still riding off the high of being sought out by Lloyd, the green ninja's master personally. Yes it was a year ago but he's so excited to become a ninja!- er. Continue being a ninja.

"He hasn't got over the kiss up stage, that's why." Antonia says as she walked by in her grey gi, a half eaten apple in hand.

Nelson sputtered and she laughed then took another bite. Wu hid his smile into his cup. He's long gotten used to his new students'... Quirks. Antonia was the strong yet level headed one of the group. More than all of the ninja, she syncs with Cole.

"And where are you off to this morning?" Wu asked her.

"To test out the new bots." Was all Antonia says then walked out into the training yard.

"What?!" Wu looked towards the hall leading to their rooms where Gene was now standing half dressed in his indigo gi, panic in his eyes. "Don't break them Antonia! I spent three whole days on those!" He yelled as he rushed out after her, struggling to put on his glasses as he did.

Gene was the genius of the group and the builder. He's as eccentric as Jay is.

"What's will all the commotion?" Sally asked as she carried breakfast to the table, an apron over her yellow gi.

"Gene's trying to save his robots from Toni." Nelson told her and she hummed.

"He might already be too late." She says and just then, Gene's cry of dismay came. "Yeah. Too late." She reiterated then headed back to the kitchen for the other plates.

"I'll help." Nelson says as he got up, following behind her.

Sally was by no means level headed but she was more stable and critical in thinking than them all. Much like Zane.

"Is that breakfast I smell?" Wu was unsurprised by Brad walking into the dining space in his pajamas and half asleep, apricot gi thrown over his arm.

He seats himself across from Wu, yawning as he scratched his arm, his hair ruffled all over. Wu huffed quietly.

"And good morning to you too Brad." Wu spoke up and the boy jolts, as if he hadn't seen him there the whole time.

"Oh uh, good morning Sensei." He was quick to say, as sheepish as he was.

Wu only nods at him, pouring himself another cup of tea. Brad had a tendency to use a mean front to hide his true self, considering it weak and embarrassing. He uses shows of superiority and usefulness to make himself feel worthy though unnecessary as it was amongst his brothers and sisters here. It's a trait he's also seen in Nya. 

"Nel, go get the others." Sally says as they brought in the last of their meal in.

"Roger." He says, setting the plates down and heading out. "Guys, time to eat!" He called but was ignored by Gene whining over his broken bot, Antonia snickering at him and Jake training with all he's got.

He sighed then paused to think.

"No food means no energy which means no energy to train Jake!" he called out and the brunette whipped his head around to look at Nelson, considering.

"Alright!" Jake yelled back then turned off the machine, running past him.

"Come on Gene. I'll stop by Borg Industries today and see if Cyrus has any spare parts for you." As spins the words were out of Nelson's mouth, Gene's head snapped up.

"Can I come with you?" He asked seriously and Nelson laughed but nodded.

Somewhere along the line, he's become a sort of casual friend of both Cyrus Borg and his daughter Pixal also known as Samurai X: Ninjago's greatest defender. Sure she's backed by the Elemental Alliance, but she's the Ninjago chosen green ninja. The title didn't sit right with Nelson. Yes, he's grateful for her years of service but… There's only one green ninja.

"You alright?" Nelson blinked back to the present and focused on a concerned looking Antonia.

"Yeah. Don't worry about it." He smiled at her. "Let's go eat." He says, turning back to the inside.

Antonia watched him go, not completely believing him but deciding not to push it. Wu had seen the whole happening from his seat thanks to the open concept of the Monastery the original ninja had left him. He looked down into the green of his tea. How long has it been? How long as it been since the ninja have disappeared, taking his brother with them? Wu brings the cup to his mouth and sipped. A few months and it would be 8 years. While he realised it on the night it happened, Ninjago realised after a few months. Their consensus was unanimous: they were all glad they were gone. By then, the elemental masters started calling themselves the Elemental Alliance and had all been equipped somehow with the ninja's gifts. Whether it be new swords and weapons, armor, vehicles, mech amd even items to ward off evil. It made fighting easier for them. None of them offered a thanks for the items they suspiciously then eagerly accepted. The Ninja were fine with that. It sparked fire in their usually humble old Sensei's heart however.

He's learned to come to terms with this realms inability to see the bigger picture. It was difficult but as their former Sensei, he had to remain humble. They celebrated, thinking the ninja gone forever. That was far from the truth. Wu knew what happened to them. Not where they were but certainly what happened to them. They came to him in his dreams, told him of a need they couldn't control and bid him farewell. The loneliness that came was as painful and sharp as it always was. But knowing they weren't truly gone as the rest of Ninjago believed lessen the blow. He glanced out the opened Monastery doors at the pillar in the middle of the grounds, holding a gold dragon on top and the six symbols of the ninja in the ground around it, their colours faded to dark gray with their inactivity. He longs for the day their colours returned.

"Sensei?" He opened his eyes to see all six of his students looking at him with varying degrees of concern. "You alright?" Nelson asked again and wu nods, setting his cup down.

"Yes. Just a little lost in thought. Now eat, all of you. You all have a long day of training ahead of you." He told them and the only one to perk up was Jake.

Wu smiled at their mixed reactions.

For now, he had new company. He can be patient.

_________

"Sensei! Gene and I are heading into New Ninjago City for a bit!" Nelson called over his shoulder as he headed out to where Gene was waiting in his Aerial Assault Jet.

"Very well but make sure to come back in time for evening training!" Wu called back and Nelson ran over, hopping into the dark blue jet Nelson wouldn't have believed he made if he hadn't watched him work on it for weeks.

"Sensei says to be back in time for evening training." Nelson says as he slipped his seatbelt on, leaving Gene to start the jet up and shut the hatch.

"Ugh. Why are we even training so hard? It's not like we get to fight bad guys often. Samurai X and the Elemental Alliance have that covered!" Gene complained as he brought the jet airborne, steering them towards New Ninjago City. "It's not like we're the chosen ones. We're just replacements. And not even good replacements at that!" He growled, irritated.

Nelson frowned.

Honestly? He's had similar thoughts before. He could never replace Lloyd or any of the ninja. No-one can. But he didn't accept Sensei Wu's offer to become Lloyd. To become like him, yes but not to be him. He just wanted to do his part for the good of Ninjago. He looked across at Gene as he frowned.

"Why take Sensei's offer if you felt like this then?" Nelson asked and Gene froze then hardened his gaze.

"... It was either this or the orphanage." Gene says quietly and that surprised Nelson.

Orphanage? But Gene had a father. He was one of Ninjago's recurring villains, one of many who stepped out of the shadows when the Ninja disappeared. Then that meant… Nelson looked down into his lap, at his fingers that were laced together as Ninjago flew by below.

"... I'm sorry for asking." Nelson whispered and Gene shrugged it off.

"Forget about it. It's the past. We're here." Gene says and Nelson blinked in surprise.

"Already?!" He sputtered as he looked around and indeed, New Ninjago City was right in front of them.

"What's the point in having a slow jet?" Gene grinned as he headed towards Borg Industries, touching down on the landing pad on the roof. 

Nelson hopped out as soon as the hatch was open then blinked in surprise to see Pixal herself standing there. He smiled as he walked over to her.

"Pix, hey!" He greeted cheerfully and Pixal's expression changed subtly.

"Hello Nelson. Please call me Pixal." She reminds him lightly and Nelson winced.

"Right, right. Sorry." He apologised.

"That's an interesting aircraft. It's quite fast from what I've seen." She says, looking towards the jet as Gene walked over.

"I made it myself. I haven't decided on a name for it as yet so I've settled on Aerial Assault Jet. Or AAJ for short." Gene says proudly.

"Impressive." Pixal complimented. "What brings you two here?" She queries.

"We were hoping to pick up some spare parts for Gene's projects if you guys have any." Nelson says, tucking on his heels.

The truth is, he's never asked them for something like that before. Gene usually gets his parts from the old abandoned junkyard in the Sea of Sand. He only knew Cyrus personally through his time as a mail carrier in training when the mailman came to the paper route insisting he needed help. Mr Borg had always had a lot of mail that Nelson was unfortunate enough to deliver. He started offering him a moment to rest before continuing his route and would eagerly answer his questions on anything he was working on. Pixal was always there too. Mainly just watching. Now that he remembers, it was… A little creepy.

"... I'd have to ask my father. Follow me." She says, coaxing them over to the elevator.

Both boys shared an eager look before following after her.

"You both came at an opportune time at least." Pixal says once they were in the elevator. "Right now, we are updating the tower's factory. While we usually recycle parts, there's a high chance you may be able to gather a few pieces." She told them as she hit the button for the factory.

"You mean I could get pieces of the very same factory that brought Ninjago into the technical age?!" Gene says excitedly and Nelson laughed to himself at his excitement.

"Indeed." Pixal nodded and silence fell over the elevator.

"... How is Sensei Wu?" She asked them and both Gene and Nelson shared a confused look.

"He's ok! We're heading back to train with him after this!" Nelson told her with a grin.

"I see…" Was all she says, confusing both boys.

Before they could ask, the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. Both boys awed at the inside of the large factory. Sure Gene has been here before when he was much younger but it's nice to visit when the machinery weren't trying to kill him. Pixal walked in and they followed behind, looking around in awe as the tower workers inspected and removed certain parts of the factory, mainly the robotic arms and the convertor belt.

"Father." They looked ahead once Pixal spoke and they saw as Cyrus perked up then turned around in his wheelchair. 

"Pixal! Ah. I see you have company!" He greeted warmly as always and Nelson grinned while Gene stared wide eyed at the Cyrus Borg, right in front of him!

"Long time no see Mr. Borg." Nelson greeted, walking over to shake his hand.

"Indeed. Being a ninja is a busy job after all " Cyrus says light hearted and Nelson nods then glanced back at where Gene was fidgeting with his glasses.

"I'd like you to meet my friend Gene. He's a pretty smart guy and really looks up to you." Nelson says, gesturing to Hehe who sputtered at the introduction, face going red.

"Ah. Now that's a familiar name." Cyrus says and Gene's eyes widened in surprise- but then he hung his head, remembering his father us a pretty wanted villain who put him up for adoption the moment he decided he wanted to always be good.

"Correct me if I'm wrong but…" Cyrus began, rolling closer to the boy. "You were the child who presented an exceptional piece on thermodynamics, were you not?" He asked and Gene blinked in surprise.

He heard of it? Better yet, he read it?! Despite it being false?!

"Y-yes but my thesis was incorrect." Gene says with a frown, not quite sure he's awake.

"Indeed but it was an astounding piece. I could hardly believe a child of your age had written it." Cyrus says then smiled wider as he took both of Gene's hands. "It doesn't matter that it was incorrect. What does matter is the knowledge gained from it." He says gently, giving both of Gene's hands a squeeze.

The teen looked down at the man before him, at a real genius who thought his most embarrassing and regretful piece was actually worth something. Gene's eyes watered. He squeezed his eyes shut then nodded at him.

"Thank you." He told Cyrus, unable to cry the tears that wanted to be shed.

Some habits back in his days of being evil are hard to break. No matter how forced and traumatizing they were. Cyrus saw this and decided against asking.

"So what brings you ninja here?" Cyrus asked, glancing over at Nelson as he walked over.

"We were hoping for any spare parts you might have. Gene's gotten pretty big on the mechanical side of science and likes to build things." Nelson explained and Cyrus grinned.

"You've come at the perfect time then. We're completely replacing the robotic arms of the factory and upgrading the rest. If you'd like, you can have the arms of the machinery, wiring and motherboards included." He offered, releasing Gene's hands to roll over to the closest one. "They don't have any damages or anything, I've just come up with a more efficient version that needs less repairs over time." He says, patting the large mechanical arm's base. 

"Woah, really?!" Both Nelson and Gene spoke at the same time.

They looked at each other and Nelson grinned as Gene gave a semi reluctant smile while adjusting his glasses.

"Yes really." Cyrus says with a laugh. "They're a little big however. I can arrange transportation if you'd like. Nothing makes me happier than fueling the minds and opportunities of the young." He says cheerfully, his radiant positivity contagious.

"That would be amazing!" Gene was quick to say, today already feeling like the best day of his life.

Oh who was he kidding? It is!

"Perfect! While we're at it, I can get you…" Cyrus trailed off once Pixal walked past them, a suspicious look on her face.

All three watched as she headed to where almost all of the workers have gathered: one if very few windows in the factory.

"What's with the commotion?" Nelson asked, watching Pixal also climb up to where the high window was.

"Is it me or does the outside look darker than I recall?" Gene asked, spotting it through a higher window.

"Maybe it's rain?" Nelson suggested, confused still.

Just then, a loud, thundering roar echoed, shaking the building with its might, sending the workers into chaos and panic.

"... That's not thunder… And this isn't rain." Cyrus says, completely daunted by the familiarity of that roar as Pixal rushed over. "The Overlord." He whispered before she could say it.

She gave a dreaded nod.

"We have to get you and the rest of New Ninjago City out of here immediately." Pixal told him and no sooner than she said that, was there a loud sound equivalent to an explosion, throwing them all off their feet and causing Cyrus to be thrown out of his chair, hitting his head against the assembly line on the way down.

Seconds later, there was another, louder thud that had pieces of the ceiling breaking.

"We have to go, now!" Pixal yelled, pulling both boys up then her father, sparing a moment to gasp at his unconscious state and the small trickle of blood running from his temple.

She sets him in his chair, fastening the seat belt on it quickly. They took off into a run then, Pixal leading the way with Cyrus in front of her. She lead them to the emergency exit, glad they kept the factory on the first floor. The moment the door pushed open was the moment they could hear loud flapping, putting even more fear into their hearts. Nelson looked up once they were far enough away from Borg Tower and never felt as terrified as he was, looking to where over half of the tower was missing, the upper half of it now laying collapsed behind the base of the building. Worse still was the massive black dragon hovering over the city, the dark clouds he brought with it covering the city with a negative atmosphere.

"I-I-I don't understand! How?! Zane destroyed the Overlord years ago! How can he return? Why now when the only people to have defeated him twice are nowhere to be found?!" Gene yelled, spiraling into a panic attack.

"We don't need the ninja." Pixal says chin tilted up determinedly. "Take my father and leave the city immediately. The Elemental Alliance and I will take care of this." She says then without giving them a moment to respond, she ran back into the almost completely destroyed building.

"We have to tell Sensei Wu immediately." Nelson says as he pulled down his hood.

He then took Cyrus by the chair, and taking off into a run, Gene stumbling then catching up with him.

"Then save our own skins!" He yelled, pulling his hood down too and Nelson shook his head.

"No! That's not want ninja do. We'll come back and we'll help evacuate the city-"

"Are you crazy?!" Gene yelled, cutting Nelson off. "Forget what ninja do or don't do! If we come back here, we could be killed! What's the point of being a ninja if you don't live long enough to actually be one?!" He yelled over the terrified screams of people.

"And if we don't, a lot of people will be killed because we'd be cowards! Are you really on with that?!" Nelson snapped at Gene who looked stuck.

"Ninja…" Both boys looked back once they heard the sole word, loud and growling.

They both immediately regretted because now, the Overlord was focused on them, flying towards them on massive wings.

"Oh heck, oh heck!" Nelson yelled, running even faster with Gene who was starting to lose his breath.

"W-wait! This is good! We can lead him out of the city! Pixal and the Alliance are in their way so they'll get to us before he does! Hopefully!" Gene panted out and Nelson considered before nodding, liking the plan.

"Alright! But we can't have Cyrus with us!" Nelson yelled over the flapping of wings getting closer and closer.

"The mailman!" Gene says after a moment of looking around, seeing the elderly man hiding behind his parked truck.

Nelson spotted him too then looked down at the unconscious man before him.

"Sorry about this Mr Borg." He says then turned the wheelchair abruptly and shoved, sending Cyrus rolling down the one-way, right into the mailman.

"Here he comes!" Gene all but screamed, looking back at the opened maw getting closer to them filled with sharp teeth.

"Follow me!" Nelson yelled then took an abrupt turn, Gene skidding on the turn but managed to make the turn, missing getting eaten by an inch.

There was an angry growl before the massive dragon was on their tail again.

"How long will you be able to keep running? You only delay the inevitable!" The Overlord growled after them and they rounded another corner but this time, the Overlord was able to keep up without pause.

"We can't keep this up for much longer! I'm already running on fumes!" Gene panted out, limbs and lungs burning.

"We've gotta push through! Just for a little longer!" Nelson panted out. "The Sea of Sand is just- Woah!" He yelled then he was suddenly swept off his feet.

Both Nelson and Gene grunted as they were crushed together, back to back in the talons of the Overlord who've finally caught them.

"What's the matter Ninja? It's not like you pests to run. I was looking forward to your shocked, dying faces as I killed you immediately. Though chasing you like the vermin scum you all are was indeed satisfying." The dragon purred, wide maw dangerously close to the duo.

"I think he's… Mistaking us for… The Ninja!" Nelson wheezed out against the pressure on his chest.

"We're… Not them!" Gene yelled out and the Overlord narrowed his overcast, glowing magenta eyes at them.

"What trick is this?" The large dragon hissed and Gene flinched back once a large feeler brushed over him.

The Overlord growled then, eyes narrowing at them.

"You aren't the Ninja! Where are they?! I will seek my revenge!" He roared at the terrified duo.

"We don't know! They disappeared years ago!" Nelson was quick to say and the large dragon narrowed his eyes at them then snarled in irritation, sensing no lie.

"How disappointing. But it only serves to make my true goal easier." The Overlord chuckled.

Nelson and Gene yelled, finding himself soaring quickly through the air from where they were tossed aside. The desert was rushing quickly towards them both- when suddenly, they were caught by a blur of gold-white.

"Are you two alright?" Relief washed over the two when Wu's voice caught their ears.

"Sensei! Boy are we glad to see you!" Nelson says, relieved as he managed to sit on the back of their Sensei's elemental dragon.

"Sensei, is it me or is the Overlord dragon… Bigger than I remember? He even has four legs this time." Gene says, holding onto Nelson as their Sensei brought them down to the edge of the city.

"Yes." Wu sighed, looking troubled. "Not only has the Overlord somehow managed to return, but he's stronger than ever before." He says solemnly, looking back to the city.

"You-"

"If I can't have Ninjago… No-one will!" The Overlord's roar was loud and echoing, no doubt able to be heard from miles away.

Just then, a sound similar to thunder started up. They all looked to the sky confused- then horrified when several Wyverns, bipedaled dragons came down, their eyes a bright glowing red and their bodies as black as night. They weren't as big as the Overlord was but they were close enough. Yet again, the Overlord had an army but this one they could tell would be his toughest yet.  It hit them all then, what the Overlord's true intentions were.

"No. He can't destroy Ninjago… Can he?!?!" Gene asked, panicking anew.

"We won't give them the chance." Wu says firmly. "The others are already in the city aiding the evacuation. I want you two to join them." He told them quickly.

"But what about you?! And the Overlord?!" Nelson protested.

"I will take care of the Overlord. There's one thing I can use to defeat him." Wu says then flinched at the sound of increased chaos starting in the city. "Go, now!" He ordered them, taking off with his dragon, being immediately chased by a group of the smaller black dragons.

"Let's go!" Nelson says, taking off with a run- only to stop when his footsteps were the only ones he heard.

He looked back at Gene where he stood in place, watching him as he visibly shook.

"Aren't you terrified?" He asked Nelson with a small, trembling voice.

Nelson smiled at him.

"Absolutely." Was his answer, watching as surprise passed Gene's face. "You're not the only one who has thoughts like that. To not want to die. To save yourself. It's perfectly normal. But I can't let myself run away from this, from the lives being lost this very instant. If I could do something, anything to help out, even if I wasn't a ninja, I would do it in a heartbeat, no matter how much my brain screams at me to get away, that I might die." He says, clenching his fist and Gene saw it shaking, as much as he was.

"I won't think bad of you or look down on you if you decide to take off but I am going in there and I am helping my friends and the people of Ninjago." Nelson told him then whirled around, taking off again.

His heart was pounding in his ears, watching the dragons destroy the city with beams of red from their maws that dripped dark matter, explosions and screams echoing as they spread out through the city. He could barely hear them over his racing pulse. He raced towards the collapsed building blocking the road and peered inside as he passed to make sure no-one was inside. He had to keep going, had to help everyone evacuate. He flinched once he heard a very close explosion then looked up wide eyed as the building next to him began to crumble. He ran as fast as he could but he had already been running from the Overlord for a while added with training earlier. His body hadn't had enough time to rest. He looked up in time to see a large slab of concrete falling directly towards him. Heck! He was gonna-

"Ninja go!" A racing dark vortex snatched him out of the way of the concrete's way, coming to a stop at a safe distance.

Nelson panted heavily, sitting on the ground in shock.

"Are you alright?" He looked up to see Gene checking on him.

He couldn't stop the wide smile that pulled at his lips even if he tried.

"You came…" Nelson whispered and Gene huffed, reaching a hand down to help him up.

"Of course I did. I may be a ninja out of convenience but even so..." Gene says as Nelson took his hand, using it as leverage to stand. "Ninja never quit." He smiled and Nelson grinned, nodding.

"Ninja never quit." He repeats, engraving the words into his heart, thinking now, he truly understand the gravity behind those words.

"Help!" Their heads snapped up at the close cry, eyes immediately searching the area for the source.

"There!" Nelson pointed out, seeing someone's legs kicking from under a pile of rubble.

They rushed over, Gene stopping Nelson before he can help.

"Wait. The debris fell on them in a unique way, giving them enough space to breathe and to not be completely crushed. We have to be careful or else we'll disrupt that and they'll be crushed." Gene warned quietly as to not let the victim hear and struggle even more.

"Don't worry. We'll save you!" Nelson told them then looked over the large slabs of building resting precariously over them.

He then noticed the largest slab resting on top was keeping the space too small for them to just crawl out on their own.

"If we can get rid of this, they'd be able to get out on their own." Nelson says, gesturing to the piece he meant.

"But we aren't strong enough to move it. And if we tamper with it without getting it off right away, it might fall over and crush their lower half." Gene warned.

Nelson thought for a while before he had an idea.

"Do you trust me?" He asked Gene who looked wary now.

"I do." He answered without pause but knew whatever their stupidly courageous leader had in mind would be insane. "What do you have in mind?" He asked critically and Nelson only grinned.

_______

Wu somehow managed to stay out of sight of the Overlord as he headed for their only hope: the golden armor. It was no surprise that the building was abandoned but he was glad for it. It meant that they had gone looking for safety, increasing their chances of survival. Now that he had the armor on his person, atop the back of his elemental dragon as he struggled to out maneuver the dragons that have locked onto him. The ground was too obstructed and the roofs were exposed. His best bet was to travel by dragon but he had to distract them long enough to get a clear shot. 

He had to take care of this as quickly as he could. He fears however, that he alone, even with the aid of the golden armor, wouldn't be able to take this upgraded Overlord. But he must try for the sake of all of Ninjago. He continued to try and shake the dragons but they were avid fliers and kept on his tail, shooting at him. Suddenly, one was hit and it screeched then vanished. All at once, the offending dragons were being shot down around him. He looked to the source of his help and wasn't surprised to find that it was Pixal in her mech.

"The Alliance and I will clear a path! You take the Overlord down- and fast!" Pixal yelled from her mech and Wu nods once.

He then flew his dragon towards the Overlord's massive back from where he had settled in the heart of the city, blasting everything in his path with the magenta beam coming from his mouth. Two aircraft's came in then, distracting the Overlord as more attacks rained on the black dragons. He had a clear shot now. He had to put everything both he and the armor had into this.

Meanwhile, Gene ran as if his tail was on fire, jumping from rooftop to rooftop as a black dragon chased after him.

"I never agreed to this!" He yelled as he ran back to where the meet up point was, skidding down a fire escape suddenly to avoid being eaten and to throw the dragon off on his location.

The dragon hissed as it looked down on the alleyway for him- then flew in once a purple clad figure ran out towards the main road.

"You did an amazing run Gene!" He yelled back at his ninja brother then ducked out of the way of its sharp claws.

It started to grow annoyed it seemed and gathered energy in its mouth.

"That wasn't part of the plan big guy!" Nelson yelled then looked around quickly.

He swerved out of the way of the building pile and the person trapped beneath it, towards the building blocking the road not too far away then dropped once the time was right, allowing it's destructive beam to hit the collapsed building, the impact breaking it into two and clearing the road enough that any person could climb their way over safely. He didn't have a moment to spare however. He rolled out of the way of the taloned feet grabbing after him then ran again, back to where the trapped person was. He had to time this just right. Gene said climbing over it will slow him down and the dragon will be guaranteed to strike then.

Here comes the moment of all their efforts! He quickly began climbing onto the large slab the person was under then glanced back- only to yelp seeing the dragon diving in, seconds away from taking him instead.

"Ninja go!" He yelled, using his Spinjitzu to get out of the way.

The dragon grabbed the concrete slab instead of him then, lifting it off and away. Nelson grinned as Gene ran in, helping the person out as Nelson watched the dragon fly away- only to loop around and began flying back, with the concrete slab.

"We need to go! Now!" Nelson yelled and Gene looked back then paled, tugging the rescued man along.

"Quick! We need to hide!" Gene yelled as he looked around.

"Over there!" Nelson pointed out the mostly destroyed building with the first story mostly untouched.

They darted over with their rescue, diving into the building just in time for the dragon to drop the slab of concrete, blocking the way in. They heard it land then as they retreated as far into the building as they could.

"It's most likely going to blast the building. With all the rubble on top of the already unstable roof, the building will complement collapse!" Gene warned and the man looked at him terrified.

"I got rescued to be buried again?!" He yelled, panicking.

"No way. We're Ninja. We always find a way out of sticky situations like this." Nelson reassured then glanced around the room, beaming once he spotted a way out. "There. An emergency exit sign." He pointed out and they ran to where it pointed, towards the back of the building.

"See? We're alright." Nelson says as he pushed open the door, all three of them coming out.

"U-uh… Nel… son…" Gene managed to get out and the purple ninja looked at his fellow ninja, seeing bun looking up.

Nelson looked up too then paled to see the dragon there, waiting for them, mouth holding a beam of dark energy, ready to hit them.

"Oh pop rock." He whispered and the dragon snarled.

Before it could hit them however, a sudden blast of fire had it shrieking as it withered into dark shadow then nothing. Nelson's heart picked up. That fire! Could it be?... A figure walked to the edge of the building then jumped down.

"You kids alright?" Nelson felt disappointment fill him upon realizing it was just Skylor, master of amber.

"Yeah. We are." Nelson nodded.

"The Alliance has this from here. You take this civilian and get to the east exit to the sea of sand with the rest of your friends. We have an evacuation craft waiting." She told them, scouting the area, remaining unphased by the near constant rumbling of the ground from the continuous attack against the city.

"But-"

"No buts." Skylor told Nelson sharply, all but glaring over her shoulder at him. "This is too dangerous for your level right now. Remember, none of you are chosen ones and we're not asking you to be. Wu might have put great expectations on you but there's such a thing as over achieving. Just look at the original ninja." She told them and her words did sting.

"I can't afford to waste more time here with you. There are still people to be rescued in there. Take the civilian and go. Now ." She told them sharply before floating off into the air further into the ruins of the city, pulling out a sword.

"We can't just leave! She can't rescue everyone by herself!" Nelson yelled, face red in anger.

"How about we get this guy to the evacuation point then we make a plan to help. It won't do us any good to rush into the city without one" Gene says, placing a hand on his shoulder and Nelson gave an angry sigh through his nose but nodded.

"Yeah, alright. Let's go." He agreed much to the man's relief.

_____

The Overlord turned around as Wu focused his energies, figuring out that he was being distracted for a reason. He chuckled low once he spotted Wu, spotted the golden armor he adorned.

"Son of the First Spinjitzu Master. I must say, I'm surprised you are still around while your students have all vanished. You should have vanished with them." He hissed, using his tail to flick away the pesky aircraft trying to regain his attention as he watched the old man become enveloped in the armor's golden energies.

"You should have never returned! And I will make sure you never will again!" Wu yelled, his eyes glowing gold as he urged his now fully gild dragon faster.

"By all means… Give it your best shot." The dark dragon purred, spreading his tattered wings.

That simple statement sent alarm bells off in Wu's head but he can't afford to lose his resolve. He yelled as he held his brightly glowing fist back as he got closer to the Overlord's face then threw his punch and all the energy he's mustered up from both himself and the armor, hitting the Overlord dead on. Just like the first time, there was a huge explosion of gold power, the force of it enveloping both Wu and the Overlord. Pixal hunkered down to ride it out, Chamile and Karlof doing the same in their own mechs. 

At the evacuation point at the outskirts of the city, Antonia, Brad, Sally and Jake stood in awe, watching the massive explosion of brilliant energy. Jake looked around once he heard footsteps then gasped once he saw Gene and Nelson running over.

"Gene! Nelson!" He yelled, running to meet them halfway then throwing his arms around them both. "I'm so glad you guys are ok!" He says in relief and both boys smiled wearily, hugging him back.

"Guys! Sensei Wu did it!" Brad yelled as he ran over.

They looked towards the huge ball of energy and their smiles simultaneously fell, noticing it's expansion slowing down drastically- all of them paling when it began to reverse, the energy being sucked in. Inside the massive ball, Wu struggles against the sudden force sucking all of the energy he exerted in- and more. He yells when the energy left him all at once, the brightness of it swirling into the Overlord's open maw. Darkness immediately returned to the land as the Overlord chuckled, watching as Wu fell, holding a paw out to catch him but not to help. Never to help.

"I've absorbed the golden energy once, what made you think I couldn't do it again!" The Overlord laughed at Wu as the Sensei struggled to even move, feeling the exhaustion in his very core. "I've evolved past the level of golden power! Nothing you or anyone can do will stop me!" He roared then threw the old man up.

Wu weakly flailed, finding himself without tether and without the energy to summon his dragon. That turned out to not matter. He was hit hard by the spiked tail of the Overlord, the sharpness of them ripping into his side and back as he was sent plummeting to the ground. His students watched helplessly from the desert as their master came barreling through one, two, three buildings, breaking off the edge of a roof then landing with an explosion of sand further out.

"Sensei!" They yelled as they ran over, hearts pounding with fear for their teacher.

Jack got their first then gasped at the sight of him, beaten and bleeding out, his breaths coming out in harsh gasps.

"Nonono! No! Sensei!" He yelled, tears pouring down his cheeks as he tried to put pressure against his wound with his bare hands.

"That won't do. All of you, give me your hoods." Sally told them, coming to kneel next to him.

They did so quickly and she compacted 4 of them, using the other two to tie it against his side tightly, keeping her nerve as he grunted and groaned in pain.

"Hell be ok, right? Right?" Jake asked Sally as he shook but Sally kept her mouth pressed thin, not wanting to give him false hope.

"Come here." Antonia says, pulling him up and hugging him close, keeping his face away from their teacher in that state. "Wu's a tough guy. Don't worry." She whispered, glancing at him as Jake gripped her gi.

"Sensei…" Nelson whispered on his knees, holding his hand, teeth gritted tightly.

Nelson blinked, looking at their Sensei's pale lips once they moved again, trying to say something it seems. Nelson swallows down his grief then leaned over, putting his ear to his Sensei's mouth. The team watched quietly as he did, wondering what he was trying to say. Nelson's eyes widened and he sat up. He then reached into their Sensei's robe and pulled out a picture. Just then, Ash and Shade who were supervising the large escape aircraft came running over.

"Damn. He got himself banged up pretty good huh." Ash huffed as he held a cloth gurney in hand. "As it stands, he's the best chance we have of taking down the Overlord so we have to get him fixed up. Luckily, we have a whole hospital staff on that ship. They'll fix him up." He says, walking into the impact crater and they stepped back, allowing both he and Shade to load him on carefully.

"Not bad for a couple of kids but it's bet you 'ninja' leave things to the Alliance." Shade says, clearly looking down on them. "Now get on the aircraft you'll be left behind." He told them, gesturing to the flight with engines ready for take off.

"No." Nelson said as he stood.

"If you're planning on going back into the city-"

"We aren't." Nelson says, cutting Ash off. "We have our own mission to do and it's not in the city so you don't have to worry. You do your thing and we'll do ours." He told them, keeping his chin up stubbornly.

"... Whatever you want kid." Ash huffed then he and Shade took off with Wu.

"What mission? Where are we going?" Brad asked Nelson once they were gone.

Nelson gripped the picture in hand tightly then looked to the others.

"They keep saying we aren't the chosen ones… But now, we are." Nelson whispered then held the picture out so they could all see. "This is Sensei Wu's request, our mission. The golden power couldn't stop the Overlord. So now, it's up to us to find the only ones who can. From this moment on, we start the most important and crucial mission we've ever had." He told them and they all looked wide eyed at the picture of their Sensei and the original ninja after they had gotten their new powers.

"Starting now; we have to find the Six Gods of Ninjago at all costs."

[karaxreds]

Best friends ( Part Two) - Dele Alli

It been almost five weeks since you last saw Dele, you tried calling him, texting him but nothing. Ever since the two of you spent the night together, he was avoiding you. You woke up the next morning to an empty bed, finding out that he already left but you smiled when you found a small note saying that he had a training session and that he would stop by in the afternoon.

He never did.

You waited for him, for hours but he didn't show up. You called him, many times but he never picked up. You wanted nothing but to erase that night from your memory, you knew that you should've never slept with him.

You thought that the next morning everything would be different, that the two of you would start off into a whole new direction together but somehow he found a way and destroyed everything.

You blamed yourself for a whole week, that maybe you should've let him walk away that night. Because it didn't just ruin you, it ruined your precious friendship.

You never found out what happened, why did he just ignore you.

So you decided to do the same, you were now completely over your ex, and you were finally back to your old habits.

You told your best friend what happened with Dele but didn't really go into the details, she thinks that you two just made out.

According to her he's an asshole just like ninety nine percent of the boys on this earth, If you look back to your past relationships you cam't help but agree with her.

It was a champions league night, you're absolute favourite football nights, especially when your team has made it into the quarter finals.

You were sitting with your best friend and her boyfriend in the stands of the new tottenham stadium, it was the first time they were playing a champions league in there.

The three of you were wearing a tottenham Jersey, the two of them with the number 7 on the back while you chose to wear the number 15, Eric Dier's one. You were obviously not going to wear Dele's one, dedinetly not.

There was still thirty minutes for the match to start, the fans were now starting the fill up the stadium.

You watched them as they started to cheer when the players came out for their warm up, Man City players were the first one then followed by the tottenham boys.

"Hey!" A voice suddenly caught your attention back.

You turned your head and your eyes widened when you noticed who it was.

"Ruby?!" You smiled, trying to cover up your shock. "Heey!"

She smiled before wrapping her large arms around you pulling you into a quick hug.

"How are you? Haven't seen you in so long." She beamed, she looked stunning just like she always did.

"I am good." You nodded,"You? How have you been?"

"I am great." She said, the wide smile never leaving her lips. "I am glad I saw you here, Dele told me about happened. I am really sorry."

You froze at her words, what did she mean by he told her? Did he tell her about the two of you?

"I always told him that he didn't deserve you." She shrugged. "You're way better than him, babe." She said, running her hand up and down your arm.

"I- Um what?" You were confused.

"Matt?" She raised one of her perfect eyebrows. "Didn't you two break up?"

"Oh." You relaxed. "Yeah, almost three month ago. He's an arse, I am completely over it. Just wasn't meant to be." You give her a small smile.

"You'll find someone who'll treat you like a princess."

"I hope so." You pursed your lips, "So you and Dele?"

"Oh, yeah." She nodded, smiling shyly. "We're kinda working on things."

"That's amazing!" You spoke, forcing a smile on your lips.

"I am sorry, I need to go back to my friends, when I saw you I told them I need to say Hi." She pointed to the group that was sitting a few stairs down from you. "We definitely need to catch up soon though."

"Yes, we will." You nodded.

"Bye." She waved, before turning away making her way down.

You felt a small pang on your chest when you noticed the name on her back, Dele.

Your Dele.

"You Okay?" Alex, your best friend's boyfriend asked.

"Yeah." You nodded.

Your best friend tightly squeezed you hand, giving you a sympathetic smile, she knew how you felt.

You chose to ignore how you felt for now and enjoy your ninety minutes of the game even though you're going to have to watch him also for all of those minutes.

-"What a feeling! What a night!" The three of you sang your heart out, jumping up and down once again.

The match was and tottenham beat Manchester City 1 - 0, thanks to Lloris for saving that penalty.

The three of you couldn't stop smiling,  you knew that they still had to win the second leg at the Etihad but for now you didn't care.

"Are you coming or?" Alex asked, holding your best friend's hand.

"I'll just go down say Hi to Eric and I'll join you outside, yeah?" You told them and they both nodded.

"Text us when you're done." She sent you a wink before the two of them walked away.

You made your way down into the pitch, most of the fans have left the stadium there just a few ones left celebrating with a couple of players on the other end.

Showing the security guys your pass, they easily let you walk down to the pitch amd into the tunnel.

"Is that my name that I see there?" A voice behind you yelled. "Well, who's this beautiful girl that decided to show up with my shirt."

You turned around facing him and he immediately smiled, the second he spot you he recognised you he just likes to mess with you.

"Hello gorgeous." He said, openning his arms widely.

You didn't hesitate to throw yourself into them, Eric was like a big brother to you.

"I missed you, sweetheart." He said, once the two of you broke the hug.

"I missed you too, Dier. And Congrats for the win."

"Haven't seen you around that much, called you a few times but no answer." He frowned. "And thank you little one."

"Yeah, I um..." You paused, "Had a rough couple of months to be fair."

"Why didn't you call?"

"Didn't want to bother you with my stupid break up."

"It's not stupid." He shook his head, "You know you can tell me everything."

"I know." You smiled.

"Maybe start with how come you're wearing my shirt and not Dele's ?" His eyebrow arched up waiting for an answer.

"We...We're not really talking at the moment..." You mumbled. "Why?" He tried to hide his smirk, but you could clearly see it.

"He told you!" You whispered loudly making him laugh, as you lightly punched his chest. "Indeed." He nodded, "I knew it would happen sooner or later."

"Did you not hear what I said? He's been ignoring me ever since." You narrowed your eyes, "And apparently he's back with Ruby."

"What? Who told you that?"

"I met her in the stands before the game and she told me."

"Man, what the hell is wrong with him?" He opened his mouth to say something else but he quickly closed it and you give him a questioning look, you turned around to see someone standing behind you.

Dele.

"You came." Were the first words he spoke when he saw you. "Yeah." You nodded, turning back to look at Eric sending him a look whoch meant 'don't leave me with him'.

"Ah well, babe it was great to see you!"  He smirked, "How about I call you and we meet up tomorrow? Maybe for launch after training?"

"I hate you." You mumbled. "I'll text you where and when." He said, placing a kiss on your cheek before he left the both of you standing. "Can we talk?" Dele said, before you could around and leave.

"Oh so now you want to talk?" You crossed your arms against your chest. "Please, I know I kind of screwed up." He let out a sigh.

"Kinda?" You scoffed, "You left the next morning and you never called or texted back."

"And I am sorry about that." He said, his eyes not meeting yours. "Sorry doesn't fix things, you know that right?" You pointed out. "Do you know that what you did...Is much worse than what Matt did to me."

"Don't say that! You know I would never want to h-"

"Save it, Dele." You cut him off loudly, "I don't think we should see each other anymore, not that you did want to see me these last few weeks anyway." You laughed humorlessly. "I am back with Ruby." He blurted out, making your heart ache once more.

"I know, I saw her earlier." You nodded. "I get it,you don't want me to get in the way."

"No, you don't understand s-" He was once again cut off but not by you this time, it was Ruby who came down running to him then jumped into his arms.

You eyes widened as you watch them share a kiss and it made you feel uncomfortable, it usually never did but now..."I am so happy, Baby." She told him, once the two of them broke the kiss. "Thanks, babe." He give her a small awkward smile. "I think I should go, my friends are waiting in the parking lot." You auickly told the two. "It was great seeing you again,Ruby."

You didn't let any of them respond as you were already speeding down away for the couple, you walked rapidly your head down as you tried hard not to cry. "Ouch." You head a person hiss in pain, as you collided into soneone's chest. "Oh god, I am so sorry." You yelled, looking up and immediately smiled when you recognised the boy. "Winksey! Are you okay? I am sorry,I didn't see you."

"It's all good, doll. Seems like you were running away from something." He chuckled, his eyes looking behind you noticing the couple standing a few feet away. "Or someone?" "Definetly not running away." You shrugged. "Sure." He spoke, clearly not believing you. "How are you? I heard about you and Matt."

"How come everyone knows about me and that arsehole?" You groaned throwing your head back in annoyance. "I am good, really."

"I am glad though, seems like he moved on quickly." He said, "Saw him a couple of weeks ago at the club with some girl. The words that came out of his mouth made you feel nothing, no jealously, no anger just pure disgust and Harry could notice that, he couldn't help but chuckle at the face you made.

"How is your thigh?" You asked, reffering to his injury he had earlier in the middle of a match. "Is it bad?" He had a pack of ice rulled around his thigh, didn't look really bad from when you were looking. "They don't know yet, I'll have more tests to run in the morning and they'll know." He sighed, "I just got back from an injury, I don't want to miss the second leg."

"Hey, let's be optimistic yeah? I am sure it's just a small step back, you'll be fit for the next game." You smiled, as if you knew anything about injuries. "You were great tonight."

"Thank you." He give you one of his charming smiles, "I was wondering though..."

"Yeah?" You nod your head as a sign for him to continue, you felt you phone buzz in your pocket, pulling it out you saw a text from Alex telling you to hurry up. "A-are you leaving?" He asked.

"My friends are waiting for me in the parking lot, so what did you want to say?"

"I was just,Um..." He stuttered, "I was wondering if you would like to go out some time this week?"

"Wait, as in go out on a date?" You arched in eyebrow up. "Yeah, It's okay if you din't want to though, I mean I know you just broke up with you-"

"I would love to, Winks." You smiled widely. You watched his eyes lit up at your answer and you could see his shoulder roll back in relief.

"Really?" He smiled "Of course, I would love to! Just text me when and where?"

"Sure, Yeah." He looked like he was over the moon.

"Text me tomorrow though, about your results." You said pointing at his injured thigh.

"I will, don't worry."

"Then, I'll see you soon winksey?"

"Definetly will." He smiled once again, you stood up on the tip of your toes and give him a small kiss on the cheek before walking away. You couldn't help but turn around to give Dele one more glance, and once you did you couldn't help but smirk as you watched his face turn bright red in pure anger.

Part three out tomorrow night xoxo I hope you enjoyed it!

[pcktsprgrl]

Coronation Of A Flame Part 8

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4 NSFW  Part 4 Edited  Part 5   Part 6  Part 7

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Hana X MC(Riley)

Authors Notes:  Chapter 8 or the Epilogue! Another big thank you to everyone who has read/liked/reblogged/commented on this fic. It means so much to have people enjoying my writing. This chapter might be a tiny bit self indulgent, but here it is!

Enjoy ~PSG

Rating: I guess general?

Publish Date: 3/2/18

Chap 8:  Forever (Epilogue)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. Maybe MC's parents since I don't think they ever made an appearance in pixelberry's story(yet)?

It took less than a month for the courts to rule against Olivia's aunt. Olivia cringed as the judge passed down the sentence, guilty of treason and life imprisonment. “I am trully alone now.” Olivia whispered.

You place your hand on her hand and she looks at you in surprise. “You're not alone, though.” you smile softly at her and she just blinks at you in surprise.

“Yeah you got all of us!” Maxwell adds excitedly with his best smile.

“Heaven help me..” Olivia rolls her eyes and tries to scowl but can't surpress the smile on her face. She stands and starts towards the back of the courthouse where Liam and a dozen royal guards wait to escort all of you past the press. Liam smiles and offers her his arm which she gladly accepts.

As the doors open the bulbs flash and the sound of every person in the press vying for attention over the others is nearly deafening. Olivia simply schools her features and walks chin held high past them all. You can't help but grin at her.

~~

6 months later....

Eee you squeal in joy and rush down the stairs of your duchy much faster than your feet could carry you. "They're here!" you shout to no one inparticular as you half trip to a stop at the front of the door. Flinging it open to find your parents gaping at your new home. You leap at them gathering them in a tight embrace. "Oh hey there sweetie!" your mom responds wrapping both arms around you. You breath in her scent and a thousand childhood memories come flooding back. "Hey there Peanut." your dad smiles patting your back lovingly. "Daaaad" you say faking exasperation with an exaggerated eyeroll. " you pull back and stare at them lovingly. " I've missed you guys." You dad fakes clearing his throat and you and your mom exchange a knowing glance. You both have long since figured out its his way of choking back tears. "Sooo this is your new place huh?" he exclaims eyes wide as he whistles. "Your mother and I may just quit our jobs and move here with you."

"There's plenty of rooms." a voice startles you and you spin to see Hana standing timidly a few feet away. You smile and reach your hand to her. "It's good to see you again, Mr and Mrs Abel." Your mom smiles brightly at her. "Great seeing you again too, but maybe call me mom? We are about to be family." A blush creeps up Hana's cheeks but she smiles and nods. ~~~~~ Its a week before the wedding and no word has come from Hana's parents. She doesn't say anything but you can see the hurt in her eyes. You chew the inside of your cheek as you listen to her playing the piano tiredly. She stops when she notices you in the doorway and she blushes.

“I love hearing you play. ” you whisper and glance down at your hands. She smiles and pats the bench beside her and you walk over.

“Was that a new piece?” you inquire.

“Sort of.” she comments then begins playing something soft and gentle and you sigh as you lean against her shoulder and close your eyes. Letting the feeling of the music and her body warmth overtake you. Your eyes pop open when the tune goes from some classic song you can't place to a tune you'd know anywhere.

“If the song I play to you. Could fill your heart with joy. I'd play forever” she starts quietly singing while playing, changing the words slightly. You raise your head and smile at her as she continues.

“I asked the sky just what we had. It showed forever.” she keeps playing but bites her lip trying to remember the rest of the words.

“If every word I said could make you laugh... I'd talk forever..” you sing while looking at her and she glances at you out of the corner of her eye. She stops playing her hands resting her fingers on the keys.

“Was my singing that bad?” you try to joke but when she looks at you, your face falls.

“I know I shouldn't but..I..wish..” her voice trails off and you take one of her hands.

“You absolutely should want to. In fact you deserve that much, Hana.” she looks at you in surprise.

“Your parents, right?” you raise your eyebrows. She glances at your intertwined fingers and runs her thumb over your knuckles.

“They weren't always.” she sighs deeply. “I mean I didn't always view them...”  she sighs again and runs her free hand over her face and through her hair.  “I guess none of that is completely true. But I just wish for once thay'd be happy for me, and support what I want. Everything I did because they wanted me to. I wish they'd accept how happy I am, and the woman I love.” She frowns.

You run your thumb over her cheeks wiping at tears. “I know. I remember when I first told my parents.” you chuckle then clear your throat awkwardly. “I'm sorry I can't give you what your parents wanted.” you retract your hand suddenly insecure.

Hana's chin falls. “But you're what I want..and they need to accept that.”

~~~~ You and your friends are all gathered in the great hall having lunch when a few guards come in. "More guests have arrived." they announce and you glance at everyone. "Send them in." you command as all eyes are on the door Hana's parents come into view. She starts to smile but it falls and she bites nervously at her lip. You stand and make your way towards them. Extending your hand and smiling warmly. "Mr and Mrs Lee, welcome." they both bow to you. "Your Grace. " their greetings are stiff and formal. Hana makes her way over and stands slightly behind you, her gaze on the floor. "Welcome to my," you stop for a moment taking Hana's hand, "...our home." she smiles at you. "It is quite lovely." Mrs Lee remarks. "We were just having lunch would you care to join?" you inquire. "Oh no, we couldn't impose. Besides," Mr Lee stops clearing his throat. "We really should get to our hotel." he trails off studying Hana who is looking at your intertwined fingers. "Nonsense! Have a seat and there's plenty of room here." you smile. Mr and Mrs Lee share a stunned look but nod in agreement. You start back to the table when you feel a small pull and notice Mr Lee has taken Hana by the arm. The guards step forward aggressively as fire tingles at the finger tips of your free hand. "I really must insist on borrowing my daughter." Mr Lee starts commandingly then his eyes widen as he notices the fire. "Please?" Mr Lee asks almost timidly. Hana's mouth falls open and she nods at you. You kiss her cheek and rejoin your friends.

°°°°Hana's pov°°°°

You stand there looking at the floor slightly glancing at your parents. "I suppose there's no way to convince you to give up this nonsense amd come home?" You scowl and your head shoots up. "Nonsense!?" you practically shout and the guards step forward. Your parents seem taken aback by your outburst so you use the opportunity to continue. "So my happiness is nonsense? I thought you wanted status? I am marrying a Duchess, or have you forgotten?" you cock your head to the side and place your hands on your hips. "Come now Hana this is quite out of proportion." your father says stiffly. "Neville was a perfectly nice young man." your mother adds softly. You scoff. "Nice for you maybe. But nothing I want matters, right? I did everything and still I wasn't good enough." you sigh taking a deep breath. "Riley has opened our home to you, I want you at my wedding but I won't have you ruining it. I love Riley and she makes me happy." you voice trails off as your parents gawk at you, you feel suddenly small and exposed. Your parents glance at each other then sigh. "Oh, very well. I guess she is technically royalty now." °°°Riley's Pov°°°° Sevral long stressful minutes later Hana rejoins you at your side while Mr and Mrs Lee take the spaces you hand arranged for them. You look at her questioningly but she just smiles at you.

~~~~~

Its the day of the wedding and you stand nervously in front of your family and friends. You shift from foot to foot. "Maybe she ran off?" Drake leans forward from his spot behind you and smirks. You scowl and elbow him. Your dad just shakes his head and pats your arm encouragingly. You look up at the crystal blue sky and breath in deep. Glancing at Liam who stands ready to perform the ceremony. The music starts and everyone's attention goes to the back of the gardens. Your breath hitches as you see Hana slowly making her way down the aisle toward you. She's dressed all in white with a veil covering most of her face the bouquet is purple and green flowers with babies breath. Hana's father walks stiffly beside her but she just seems to glide towards you. With them standing right in front of you, you cant help the excited giddy feeling. Hana's dad lifts her veil kissing her cheek then placing her hand in yours as he does so your dad reaches forward cupping his hand underneath. "Who gives these women?" Liam asks. Your dad and Hana's take their turns stating that they do and your dad squeezes your shoulder and smiles softly at you before taking his place next to your mom. You turn your attention back to Hana and she's beaming at you. You blink rapidly to avoid the tears. Liam smiles fondly at you both before continuing. "I understand you both have prepared something?" You both nod wordlessly. "The rings please?" you turn and retrieve your ring from Maxwell. Sliding it slowly onto Hana's finger. "I.." you begin then clear your throat. "I came here not really sure what to expect.. That's good because I never in my wildest dreams would've expected you. It scared me at first but you quickly became my world, and now I can't imagine my life without you. I'm not very good with words but I promise that I will always be there and you will always be everything to me." Hana smiles at you as tears form behind her eyes. She reaches to get the ring from Olivia then turns to slide it on your finger. Her hands tremble slightly. "You made me feel special and important like I never thought possible. We found each other under strange circumstances and despite my best efforts not to, I fell for you. I wouldn't trade a minute of anything with you. I feel like I've loved you before and I know I will love you forever." you stare in each other's eyes you reach out to cup her cheek. "By my power as king of Cordonia I now pronounce you uh wife and wife? You may kiss your bride."

You stare at her for a long moment before slowly taking her into your arms and kissing her softly. Your friends cheer and clap enthusiastically, as you rest your forwards together and both of you begin to laugh.

You smile at her and take her hand as you both run down the aisle amidst a shower of bubbles and make your way to the carriage. Hana turns and flings the bouquet over her head. It lands directly in the arms of Olivia.

The driver clicks his tongue and the carriage learches forward. You produce a scroll from under the seat. Clearing your throat you hand the scroll to Hana. "Since Im not good with words I wrote this poem out I heard one time. I was pretty good at calligraphy once upon a time.." You bite your lip nervously as she smiles unrolls it, reading outloud. 'Equal to a god, that person seems to me. That is, whoever sits across from you, so close, savouring your sweet voice... and your thrilling laugh, that makes my heart reel inside my breast. For when I look at you, even for an instant, speech becomes impossible. words desert me, my tongue broken, as a swift, subtle flame spreads throughout my skin. My eyes are blinded, roaring fills my ears, cold sweat cascades over me, and trembling assaults me. I am greener than the grass, and in my desperation, I seem to have come to the very threshold of Death. For I am dying, of such love. But still I must endure all of this...' She swallows, her voice shaky and tears slowly roll down her cheeks. "I.. Didn't get you anything." she whispers softly.

"Oh, yes you did." you smile and take her into your arms kissing her once more. ~~~

Well that’s the end! But who knows when the next assassins will pop up and The Flame will be needed again? 

The poem is by Sappho Translated by Alexiares

The Song is called Forever by Jessie and The Rippers

[jean-does-not-have-a-horseface]

Weight of the World

This is a one shot i wrote due to the huge amounts of Rivamika I've been exposed to. Its pure angst and pain too. ** Levi can't remember the exact day he realised he was in love with Mikasa. Seriously, he has no idea what is worse; this or the fact that he let himself experience and go through all this process. Up to now he had never even though about settling down and having a family, but everytime he sees her face he can only think about how many children he'd like to have. Everytime he closes his eyes she's there. And she doesn't whip over that fucking mindless brat who had lived a cursed life. No. She's there for and with him, standing in the sand, in the very place the ocean water hits her pale feet, over and over again with rage because the wind is so strong. It took a while for him to realise which way the wind had to blow for the waves to vanish or to appear. Nonetheless, if one could consider her a magnificent beauty, when his eyes were closed, she looked like a goddess. But just like Eren was cursed to die, so is Levi cursed to stay alive and suffer. He can't remember a time when he didn't suffer amd he definitely can't remember ever suffering from the stupid void feeling other shitty human beings like to call love. Never has he ever believed one of these disgusting lies people said to fool themselves with. For him love is pure and golden and now that he's had the chance to feel it, he can say he's blessed. But it's either cursed or blessed. And although he can really understand why all the people are trying to fool their own selves, he has absolutely no idea what to do or say about himself. There is something sweet in the bitterness of knowing he is never going to receive the love he wants from Mikasa, amd it feels truly beautiful to have fallen for a rough diamond, like her but it's also truly painful to watch as his hands are filled with mud and bleeding cuts, while he's desperately seeking for her love. It feels even worse that all she can think about is Eren. Levi is damn aware that if she could, she'd literally be with him in the afterlife -if this shit existed- to watch over him. She is obsessed with the suicidal brat, to the point it didn't matter if he is dead or alive. She has driven her self to a point of no returning with all this, but all Levi cares about is that Eren's mere thought of existence, and the lack of it included, has scarred her, bruised her heart and darkened her soul. Such thoughts are always in his mind, as it never seems to get rid of her. The walk he's taking in the corridors has been long, his candle is at the point of extinction, but he doesn't care. He doesn't even know why he's doing this to himself; walking up and down the corridors of the abandoned headquarters, so he can watch over her. To listen to her voice. There is no doubt that Mikasa would never want to have his kids. She wouldn't enjoy seeing so many black haired heads and probably she'd wish some of them would resemble her one and only Eren. And with their genes, this would never happen. Even if these kids would look so handsome that mother nature would bow before them, Levi was sure that she'd never consider any one of them worthy to be her kid. Levi thinks she could always try to fool herself too. His hair isn't as black as hers, it has a light brown side to its blackness, when hers is completely black and his eyes are both blue and grey all the while hers are so dark, that no one could possibly tell the actual color. They could easily make children that looked like they were pure Ackerman blooded, but Levi's dreaming like a crazied teenager. And he's way too old to be thinking like a teenager. Nevertheless, he stands alone, in the dark hallway, hearing the muffled sobs that come out of her mouth. His heart is throbbing for her. That once strong woman, who he had spent nights thinking about ever since her cadet days, now being eaten by her own demons. And he knows that he can bear thousand knives planted on his body, bloody hands that his brain can't even control anymore and a strong amount of dirty mud covering his body, only if she is to say she's going to love him back. Not because he wants her to suffer like he is now, but because if he can take the weight of the world in his shoulders, he can take all her pain away and learn to live with it for her to be alright. For her to lock her plump lips with his and just say those precious words. I love you ** My askbox is always open for requests, whether its a pairing or a reader insert

[theodosia7-blog1]

The first time I heard God

A little background: I’ve always been a believer in YAH’S existence. I didn’t know how, but I could feel it. Yet, at the age of 7-10 I had no idea the extent of his love. Yet I have memories of being alone in my room, reading my bible. Crying when it got to the point of them sacrificing Yahushua. I loved bible study with my brothers and sisters of a night but didn’t understand why exactly. I just knew something positive came to me through this book, and the stories were amazing and adventurous. My name is Theodosia, Theodosia in Greek means “Gift of God” or “Gift of Yah” or for short “Gods Gift” “YAH’S Gift”. So i always felt special because of that name. (my mom always told me, and my brothers & sisters to be careful what you name your children. Every name has its meaning and personality. God was very specific with names.) So this always stuck with me. I needed to stand up to such a name… When I was about 7 we lived in a ‘demonically opressed’ home. It was not 'HAUNTED’ but it fed off of everyone inside. This home was absolutely beautiful (like satan in disguise) but evil. Gazebo, green house, barn and cows. The home even came with a Dog! Our GOSPEL music played 24/7 (demons didn’t like that) I have 2 older brothers that lived with me at the time, and two sisters, plus myself. Everyone during this time at this house seen or witnessed demonic entities or activities. I never seen Entities, until I was 23; My mother has a fear of snakes. One day while cooking, one posted up on a elephant ear leaf and WATCHED Staring at her. Another time my mother had a snake fall on her head from our garage door. Another time, the cows got out and the bull rushed my mother… My sisters seen a demon standing outside of their window, with glowing eyes, lit silhouette from the ban light. Standing up to 6 feet windows. My brothers seen actual demons multiple times. The only thing I seen at this home was one night my mother was outside praying. When she began to speak in 'tongues’ and this light post went insane!!! So much that it instantly struck fear in both me and my mothers, and went back inside. At night living in the country it was pitch black outside. Us kids always raced to take out the trash because for some reason this light terrified us. And every time when wed get out to the end with the garbage, it would cast us into complete darkness terrifying us kids. We hated this light and never understood why. Until that night with my mother. (also a warlock lived up the road, displaying a giant pentagram on his iron black gate. Creepy in it self.) The only thing Yah allowed me to see was this light post, that stop all by itself for at least a mile until the next one. When we finally had enough, we moved. A few months after that, we decided to go back and have a look at the house. The house had fallen apart. Grass had overgrown EVERYTHING. Everything was dead, and dying. The house no longer had its life source. Later upon research from my brother and mother they discovered that the house had actually been a house foe unwed mothers, and unstable women. NO WONDER. And still Yahweh protected ALL OF US! 🙌🙏 So i decided to give my life to Yahweh. AND I NEVER LOOKED BACK!! Yet I’m far from perfect. I’ve fallen many times, and I have fallen short to the world. However, Yahushua has always had his hands on me. Still guided my steps. Still took favor, and pity on me, even when I would fall. He’s been there for me. Always will be. I fell for the wrong man in my past, had to be alone for 5 years until Yah gave me another change at meeting my fiance, who has been a friend in the background for many years. Until we met again. He has even given his life to Yahushua too. So YAH is good!! But before this, I fell. And fell hard. Into obsessional love, drugs, and drunkardness.. Like your average American teenager -adolescent. Two Months Prior: My siblings and I have always been close. We hung out daily with AT LEAST one sibling. At this time I was heavy into prescription pills. My brothers friends always knew where to get them and since I was his sister, I didn’t even have to pay. I decided to STOP. Cold turkey. Which Yah allows me to do. During this time, we had befriended a woman, and for her sake, well call her Nancy. Nancy could get what we wanted, she was sweet, generous, everything you could want in a friend. However, the longer we hung out, the more the Holy Spirit showed me that something was wrong, very wrong. This woman would smile, and stare at me while I was snorting this horrible things into my body. A Eerier smile. 1st observation. 2nd observation, the creepy old faded Jesus that hangs in front of her bed, with faded, hollow blacked out eyes. 3rd, her home….although brick was always Freezing. 4th observation, her story. Nancy told me of when she was a child and a 'evil sprit’ she says would follow her around her home. And try to grab her from under the covers. Also dabbling in Wicca. Not good. I was so far 'in the world’ I didn’t even realize I was entertaining a demon. Nancy came over one night and I can’t remember why but we all decided to pray, my mother included. Yet during, while holding my hand, my mother speaks in tongues and she began SCREAMING, BLOODY MURDER. Like the prayer itself was hurting her. After my mother left and went to her room. After Nancy began talking, instantly she freezes. Whole eyes turned black, and rocked back and forth. Steady for second. Feeling like minutes. After several screams from us calling her name, she comes too. Immediately sating “what happened!?” We said nothing. We decide to go for a ride, at this point in time to see another friend of ours. During this time it started to snow and we did not have four wheel drive in our van. Nancy, who is in the front seat is persisting to say that we will not make it up the hill to our friends house, while I on the other side preceded to say “yes we will”. Awkward ride short we arrived. We made it! For a reason I was urged to read my bible the entire time. My friend who not’s a strong believer, but respects it says on our WA out. “don’t bring Satan back to my him man” he smiled, but wasn’t joking. We dropped her off immediately dropped her off. That night we went over what we all seen. I wanted to be sure my brother and sister had just witnessed what we had just seen. They had, as we went to tell our mother what we all had seen cone out of this woman, she said immediately"what did you see?“ Not what happened, or what wrong…what did you see!? She said. Then we told her. The next day we decided to have bible devotions . We did not answer her calls, or text’s. She came over uninvited instead, proceeding to tell and ask us to 'fix her’ which we knew we were not in the right place to do. Looking at me the entire time then saying "but I thought you were the strongest!” Only wiccans believe the oldest and youngest are the most powerful. (my oldest estranged sister is Wiccan). I asked the holy spirit what to say to this spirit, and I said “alls I can do is pray for you. I’m not where I need to be to deliver you.” And then telling us how rude we were left. After that I witnessed crows in front of the house. Once praying, they walked backwards…away from our house. After that we all decided to be of sober mind, and stop the drugs. That night: I had been in a car accident at the age of 17, breaking my c2 & c4,right hip, and right foot. From this every so often i would suffer from grand mal seizures’ Two or three weeks later, it was just my brother, my mother and me. I went downstairs to get something to drink. I looked out the kitchen window and noticed an apportion and face in the smoke coming from my neighbors’ house. I immediately black out, fall completely out on my kitchen floor, which I can only imagine was into a seizure. At this time I hear a voice unlike any other I have ever heard! A strong, commanding, authoritative, powerful, awesome voice!!! I only decieved two words, but the it was more than enough… “GET UP!” I opened my eyes and rose quickly to my feet. At this point in running towards the stairs to go tell my brother and mother, what had just previously occurred. I meet my brother who is now standing on the bottom step. I ask him. Pleading almost asking “did you tell me to get up?” My brother said “no sis, I just made it down here. What happened,did you fall? Are you okay!?” I suddenly started crying 😢 and I knew what need to be done, I dropped to my knees, bonded and rebuked the spirit, whatever was in me. After I told my entire family the story. And any one that dare questioned Yashushua in me. And to this day, hallelujah I have NEVER had a seizure or anything of the sort since that day. Those words, meant more than anything, those two very small. But powerful words. Proving his existence to ME. not the world. Me because THROUGH him in destined for grew and amazing things. Satan has tried to end my life multiple times. And has failed. Why? Because God loves me and has something in store for my life. And I choose to be worthy enough to claim it. And bless others with it. Through him, My almighty God (YHWH). Other people can say whatever they want about God but I know without a doubt of his existence. His voice was as clear as someone speaking to you while standing directly in front of you. A voice unlike any other I’ve ever heard. I know where it came from, I know what God had me do coming out of it. And I without a doubt STILL BELIEVE.You can mock, you can say whatever you need to say about me and YAH, I do not care. I am a child of God and I wear it proudly. satan will not break me!! He is and forever will be THE ONLY GOD. FIRST AND THE LAST. ALPHA AMD OMEGA. And he is with me. HE IS YAHWEH, YAHUSHUA, THE HOLY SPIRIT IN ONE! And I will give my life, serving him. ✊💞💓❤

[intimate-stories-blog]

First time

I was fourteen at the time and started to discover my sexuality for the past year. Caressing myself, enjoying my first ejaculations. Realizing that my vision of the world changing, in particular the way i was seeing woman from a maternal side to a sexual attraction and desire of the curves. Older woman between thirty to fifty just turned me on. With internet, research and development of my fantasy were easy to satisfy but still were wondering of the touch of a woman. I used to stay oftenly to my grandma place on the weekend as my parents were working and my activities were closer to her place. Beautiful woman in her sixties, curvy and sensual. Same for my aunt who took from her mom. A younger version of her in her forty. My grandma was an active woman and single since my granddad died ten years ago. She never used to be shy around me, getting out of the bathroom in her undies or in night dress. Until this past year, i never realised how beautiful and attractive she were. The idea of having sex with her or my aunt started to be omnipresent in my mind and fantasy. As my grandma left to go out with her friends, i got curious to see her lingerie and have a peek in her drawers. Starting with the lingerie, sweet perfume of hers, sexy and sensual lingerie colorful. I started to be aroused and getting really hard. The lingerie did the trick but mostly the fact of being naughty and looking in her stuff. I hept looking feeling the excitement and adrenaline running through my body. I started to caress myself trought my pants all tight as i was damn hard and getting wet. Feeling my cock throbbing, sweet feeling when you start discovering your penis for a young man. My research wasn't vain as i found a vibro and dildo hidden in the back of a lower drawer. Got my curiosity and imagination running. Having in my hands, wondering their use and how to use them. Those images of her using them made me wild but couldn't grasp the full mental picture of it because of my inexperience. Don't really matter at that age, made me take of my pants and caress myself gently as my imagination did the rest. Cumming with intensity as for the first time, i could relate and fantasize more clearly. My legs shaking, i clean up and put back the toys. Then went to bed, still over excited and full of questions. My grandma comes back, it woke me up but i stay in my room and stay silent. She moves around in the house then stay in the living room, my curiosity takes me to have a look at what she is doing. She is on the couch in her dress passing her hand gently on her body. Makes me wonder what is she doing. She open slowly her legs and start touching herself and moaning. The view and sound of her doing so makes me hard again in a second. I caress myself through my pyjamas, hand enjoy the view. She finishes before me amd almost caugh me as she stand up. I rapidly go back to bed and wait for her to go to bed, still caressing myself too excited. I cum again then fall asleep. I woke up the next day and act like normal but can't stop thinking of last night and watch her more carefully. A month pass where i caught her using her toys and listen through the door as she does so. Spying on her gives me a rush of adrenaline every time, feeling that i truly enjoy. As i kept spying on her and fantasize on her, i realize that she is really active sexually and seems lonely and craving for attention. That's when i decide to try to play on this card and my apparent innocence. I try to figure out how to bring the subject or take advantage of a situation who would be in my favor. One saturday night, she goes out with her friends and comes home a little bit drunk. I am awake and listen carefully so i can determine what is she doing. She goes to bed stray away but some light sounds comes from her room. I stand out of my bed and try to listen more carefully. I can hear the vibro and she is moaning really loudly compared to usual. I am so damn hard but still trying to find the courage to do so. I go back to my room without making a noise, after a few minutes. I say to myself that it now or never, and convince myself that even if it doesn't work. Showing it all hard to her will be in any case a turn on and source of future fantasy. I know that i am bigger than normal which boost my confidence. I go out of my room acting normal and then knock on her door. She seems surprise by the sound in the room and ask me: what is it? I tell her that i have a few question i would like to ask her and feel a little ashamed to ask them. She tell me: okay, come in. Only a small light in the room and she is under a sheet but can still see her bra. I get close and try to hide my manhood as best as i can and act shy. She ask what is it that i am ashamed about and i tell her that i have something that doesn't come down and don't know what to do and seek her help. She doesn't seem to grasp the situation as she a little bit drunk. She says: what do you mean? I play it shy and take advantage of the situation. She sees that i am incomfortable and try to reassure me by sayimg that i can talk openly to her. I am really hard and the view of her breast and bra helps me as much as the situation. I say okay to her and tell her don't laugh as i stand. I lift my t-shirt and start taking down my pants. I watch her face getting incomfortable as i take my pants down. Then her looks goes from chock to wondering and enjoying it. I tell her that it is really hard for the past hours and don't know what to do. She struggle to find her words and can see her legs starting to move. She says as she try to look at me rather than between my legs, that it is normal. She is curious and enjoy it, i can tell. I will help you this time as she says. I say timidly thanks. She tells me, put your hand on it and gently go up and down. Try to feel what make you feel good. I caress myself in front of her, i enjoy the situation and feel my heart racing. I’m getting wet of excitement and see her eyes devouring every second of it. Her hands goes under a sheet, she starting to caress herself. I, then tell her that it is weird and wonder if she can show me. She doesn't know what to say but move her hand toward my cock. The feeling of her soft hand on it make it throb. The way she grab it firmly but gently jerk it. She smiles at me and ask me if it is better. I nod to say yes. Her breath as mine start to accelerate and be heavy. Her hand is getting faster under the sheet. The pleasure is too intense that i can't control myself and start cumming all over her hand and upper body. She is surprise but keep stroking me to make me cum all the way. I can tell that she knows what she is doing. She then bent gently toward my cock and lick it. Her tongue makes me shiver and my legs are shaking. She takes it in her mouth and clean it of all my cum, then lick her hand. She lost control and her inhibition are off. She smiles at me and says at it is good, i never came that intensively before and barely feel my legs. Seeing her smile and covered of my cum keep me so hard. She looks at it and says: should go down now, i reply sadly no, doesn't seem like it. Oh god she says, then let see if it is the case. I was satisfy with what happened but she took off her bra, showing her beautiful breast, i lost control but didn't care and just followed what was coming next. She took my hand and put it on her breast. Big and firm, didn't knew what to do with them. She takes my cock in her hand and start caressing herself and me. She ask me: do you like what you seeing? Am i desirable to you? I say yes with a shaking voice. You are big for your age and really hard, a woman like that. She take off her undie and tell me to lay down in bed. I lay next to her and start caressing her body, she pass her hand on mine and slowly drive it between her legs. So warm and wet, she tells me that it is like that because of me. She says put a finger in and move it in and out. I execute and feel her hand on mine giving the rhythm and how much pressure. She says that it is heaven for me and if i want to try to use my cock to replace my finger. I ask her if it will feet as it feel tight. She says don't worry about that. She show me the way between her legs and takes my cock in her hand. She caress the tips of it agains her wet lips and puch it in and out gently. This feeling on my foreskin just make shake as i go deeper and deeper in her. Feels good she says, it has been a long time since i felt some skin on and in me. I am at lost and can't really understand and manage this wave of pleasure coming and this feeling on my cock. She says move your hips as you feel it and enjoy. I do so. I start slowly and accelerate, she moans loudly and differently than what i heard previously. The pleasure is here, before i realise it. I already came but can't stop as i wanna please her. She realize it by my small break in my hips movement and the throbbing of my cock inside her. She smile at me and tell me to keep going like that. She will cum in a second. I feel my cock being contracted and her body tensing up as she let out a sensual and powerful moan. We both relax our body and lay down on her. She tell me, thanks you Josh. I needed that and it is a great gift from you. Made me blush and being shy. Now go back to your room and sleep. As i go back to my room naked and see my cock all wet of her cum and mine. I realize that i had sex for the first time and that the touch of a woman is something unique and sensational. I crash down in bed and fall asleep straight away. A first time that i will never forget and that will drive my imagination crazy for sure. I woke up the next day late and went down wondering what to do and what to say. I knew that i wanted her but not what it would mean after that. I go to the kitchen and she smiles at me: morning josh, slept well. I say yes. You are a good young man, but it will never happen again. Made me sad but understood the reason. Yet couldn't stop my body to react and crave for her, my pants were getting tight as i was eating my pancakes. Hoping that it will happen again no matter what.

[shortywiththebuttons]

Basically in these snaps you see me unknowingly get drugged… By someone I trusted and considered a ‘friend”. Olanrewaju Adelekan drugged me, and afterwards we apparently went to get freebirds before raped me. (A walk and a trauma in which I have no memory of), the walk nor the rape. I remember all but the moments after I took this drink. In the video you hear him say clearly “Come here, drink this Ro, Orange Juice” and before he sees this you can see him in the background off to the side doing his deed before he offers me the drink. All his phone, the cups, the speaker, the dominoes, and the pen are on the table. His charger was not unplugged from the wall until the very next day before he left so it was NOT unplugging a charger it was him spiking my drink with whatever( because normally these forms of drugs are undetectable). Past the very last snap I have no memory. But he does. and does not deny having had sex with me. Stating “we went to free birds, then we went for ‘rounds’ ”, commenting on my undergarments “I like them red Tommy Thangs”, making references to my piercings. Amongst many other things, He was vocal that sex with me was a thought that he had before and that “We can be friends but I’ma always have my ‘reservations’ about you”. When asked what reservations meant he replied “I’ma still wanna fuck you” … He felt that me saying I liked someone else was a “finesse to get at me” so basically me showing him romantic and relationship disinterest throughout our ‘friendship’ was me asking to be raped, because “ Girls usually tell me they like someone else to get at me” In a gist, He thought this act would make me wake up and be in an imaginary relationship with him. He was thrown off that I woke up hurt like I did. Though I acted generally as a woman who wanted to protect her friend, I could no longer protect my ‘friend’ Olanrewaju Michael Adelekan drugged me, with intentions of sex and an imaginary relationship. We never dated, I never gave consent, I never would have, and unfortunately he still walks the Isla Vista streets free, though he lives on the same street as IV foot Patrol. This all occurred Saturday January the 7th, Yet I’ve been inside of the station multiple times, & he has yet to step foot in. This has to change, The fact that IV normalizes rape culture soo much; that though IV is soo small , even with a reported sexual assault cops would allow he and I to both walk freely on the streets together. So, since he’s still free and my case is lagging, it’d help if a little pressure was put under the feet of Santa Barbara. Here is the Sheriffs department number and address in IV. Address: 6504 Trigo Rd, Isla Vista, CA 93117 Phone: (805) 681-4179 and you can really just call and check on the progress of my case and ask them WHAT THE HLL IS TAKING SO LONG TO ARREST THIS RAPIST. MY Case number 17-0458 Mind you all these snap videos have been sitting on a shelf since the day after my attack. THIS EVIDENCE HAS BEEN IN THE HANDS OF THE LAW and no one noticed what was going on in the video but me and that wasn’t until this Thursday where after seeing my attacker in public at night, I studied the heck out of the videos. And it took me two days to recognize what was going on. Yet because of how they treat women, women of color, women who have been sexually assaulted, and so on… in Santa Barbara county, I had to watch these videos multiple times and search for clues myself. and what do you know? I have the act of him actually spiking my drink caught on video the whole time, and I noticed it and pointed it all out via email to the detective on my case whom is currently ‘out training’ so Santa Barbara is sitting with my case right now as This guy roams free. Going public about rape isn’t necessary something I wanted to do, especially not in IV when this is someone I would never think to have done this. But at the end of the day , I really tried doing it the ‘moral’ way by reporting It after my hospitalization, and not just going about it MY way;…and we see where that has gotten me. So my prayer is that with this post you at least call or visit station, make a call, do whatever you feel as I continue to call and demand answers as well. And see what’s good with my case and arresting this creep. Again he already admit to sex . And never could say it was consensual he recalls everything but because in his sick mind he felt THIS WOULD MAKE ME WAKE UP AND BE WITH HIM ROMANTICALLY AS IF THE DEUG WOULD MAKE ME LOVE HIM …he woke up still trying to touch me I had no idea where I was why I was naked and who was touching me until he pulled my hand from covering my primates and pulled it back to try to make me touch his penis. At that point frozen or not I got up and saw who he was & reacted . No I did not call 911 first no I did not fight him . I treated him as if he was my friend still . I was sure to let him know how on ALL LEVELS THIS WAS WRONG . And as a friend I still tried to make him take responsibility so )while contacting my family about what just went on ) we go together to get a plan B . And food (I don’t get food because I’m sick in every way rn no appetite and my body HURTS plus I’m emotionally dead at this moment ). And he is fine his body language and the things he does are not those of someone who is nervous they are of someone who has both done this before as well as planned this out. But I explain to him why we went together to get the plan b upon waking up and the point of me getting the food and driving OFF CAMPUS to the goleta pier to talk was because “I MEWD YOU TO UNDERSTAMD HOW I KNOW YOU KNOW THIS IS WRONG AMD SHOULD MOT HAVE HAPPENED”

He knows I can not remember yet he does . He was fully aware that I liked his friend heavily and many people were aware of this including his friend .Olanrewaju had always been sitting back upset that I still liked his friend although his friend would basically curve me (though we were all 3 ‘friends ’“). Lanre was always the Allan of the 3 best friends if we would be the people from the hangover. Literally the type to roofie everyone . And again because he sat back and made it up on his mind that He deserved me and it was time . On this night he knew I just picked out mutual friend up fe work and hung out with him . He knew I wanted to hang out with his friend again but his friend was busy with HIM. So lanre thenalea plans with me which wA normal . but he apparently also had plans with the devil. Post the attack as I said he let me know this was something he thought about before. He admitted he thought me saying and acting toward his friend how o did was all a way to ATTRACT OLANRE ? So basically me showing interest in someone o really liked was inviting Olanrewaju to drug and rape me. I’m frustrated this was someone I really trusted and never felt would do this I’m soo hurt that even in my heart after this I felt he would at least be man enough to be honest and admit it was consensual . However that also didn’t work he attempted to pull the ” I was drunk and I couldn’t tell you were drunk and I barely remember everything “. He is a LIar and a rapist and he needs to go . There’s no reason I needed that Blue cup it was his and my memory is gone after I take it . My cup still had a little juice in it and until I turned my back and was distracted did he he have the opportunity to do his deed and get the cup to me distracted . Because had o not been snapping I would not have accepted that blue cup .i would’ve drank from my own or my orange juice gallon IT WAS MY HOUSE

Plus it contradicts what he says as far as if he was drunk and I wasn’t I was fine to him. Why are you offering me orange juice if you feel I am perfectly fine ? It’s either to "sober me up ” (meaning you recognized I was drunk so sex should not have happened) or to drug me ..especially when you again used the excuse you were too drunk . But not trunk enough to notice I needed “orange juice ” okay Olanre nice lie .but I AM NOT BACKING DOWN