#wow that's breathtaking yo

[wandagcre]

Heya!!! If you were still doing the gif requests, may I ask for a fluffy top wanda one with this pleassee. Thank you

it's date night but it wasn't the one where you two had reigns to decide—it lacked total freedom and privacy. it was a miracle enough that wanda let you accompany her as she meets her stylists for the night event; a fundraising gala held by the no-longer little morgan stark, now of age to handle the business. she reminded you of as a perfect mix of personality between tony and pepper. moreso, there was a definite surprise from wanda thinks she's no longer that hero. apparently, morgan insisted, and reassured that the world thinks otherwise as there had been cover-ups from some of her past wrong doings.

upon the invitation, you were ecstatic for your wife — how her journey has far come to this. how beneficial her presence would be at that event. you also knew how her mind is clouded with doubts, so you insisted that if you weren't to be her plus-one for safety purposes.

"c'mon, honey. i deserve to see you get dressed and glammed up, don't you think?" you give her best impression of your puppy eyes. wanda can feel the excitement coursing through you that it makes your smile so infectious.

you knew she had soften up. "fine. you can accompany me, detka."

"yes! i'm your unofficial plus-one," when you pump your fist in the air, celebrating, her giggling resonated beautifully in the room.

you were new to this world. still under the care of the starks, you were greeted by their warmth and their extravagant and lavish place. the glass that acted as top to bottom walls and viewpoint surrounded the place. you did the math and it could fit at least for you to throw a party from one room alone.

you held wanda's hand, squeezing it from time to time to reassure the woman somehow that you're there with her — for her. your wife looked small before you sat with her in the spacious bed. did you had the urge to tackle her? yes. did you succumb to that urge? also yes. it was a fit of laughter as you both enjoyed the comfortable silence.

"do you have any clue what you'll be wearing?" you ponder while your head was close to wanda, laying down.

"no, not really." wanda answers. "they only took my measurements and i reminded pepper to give me something of a natural look. nothing too over the top,"

you hold her by the wrist, your thumb soothing over it.

"whatever it is, i'm sure you'll look stunning. i won't be able to take your eyes off you." you admit honestly. wanda blushes beside you because she feels the truth behind your words.

"you're a real charmer,"

soon, you both hear the card tapping and doors sliding in. it was the makeup team, both of you greeted them and you sat patiently by the edge of the bed, how the team worked fast and efficiently.

it didn't take long for them and you saw how the sun was soon setting by the wide windows. wanda finally got into another room to put on the dress and you insisted on closing your eyes before seeing the final reveal.

"that's only for weddings you dummy."

you humurously scoffed. "i'm not taking my chances. besides, i want to be surprised."

when you two were left alone, wanda finally gave you the cue to look, per your instructions, and she was even more breathtaking than in the mirror reflection and the partial look you had beforehand.

she's right infront of you, giving you a shy twirl.

"wow. that's— okay. i have to process this beauty for at least three business days," your eyes fluttered, you feel heated up, and you had to tug on the collar of your shirt.

"don't be dramatic now, detka."

"i'm serious! i feel like a giggly teen over my crush right now. you don't understand... i hope you understand."

wanda rolled her eyes. your compliment was appreciated though, she held your words in high regard — always. wanda's back faced you again this time for her to do her last touch ups.

she turned around once again to your direction and you sauntered over your wife. you made her inch closer for you to inspect her pretty face.

your heartbeat picked up immensely.

"how do i look?" wanda whispers. she's hopeless as you were.

"gorgeous. the best among them all."

you're rewarded with her pearly teeth smile and beautiful green eyes gleaming at your response — contorting into ease and happiness. it didn't help your beating heart, but it was more than satisfying.

if she ever experienced teenage dating like in the movies filled of unstoppable fluttering of feelings, wanda is certain that it feels something as this — all with you, because of you.

[myuntoldstory]

it's late all around, but! just adding my contributions to prompt 5: "joy" from @jilymicrofics and; day 2: "the little doe-mestic moments" of @mppmaraudergirl's alight with happiness fest. full ongoing fic (which will be completed soon) can be found in ao3. thank you, and enjoy!

ii. two weeks “Wow, it’s blessedly quiet in here.”

“I’m sorry.” James smiles anyway. “I had to distract him with birds.”

“That’s perfectly fine.”

James hears shuffling and, without even opening his eyes, gets to his feet so Lily can take over. He watches over her, making sure she’s settled and comfortable before carefully placing Harry in her waiting arms. As he backs away, he kisses the top of Lily’s head and then sits before her on the floor, crossing his legs. Seeing Lily talk to their son tenderly makes him smile—though with Harry so taken by the birds, she might as well be talking to herself, too. She shrugs off one side of the robe, revealing a pale, freckled shoulder. Then she stops and gazes at him contemplatively.

“You know,” she says, “you don’t have to stay and watch.”

“Oh.” His smile dims. “Do you want me to go—?”

“No! No, no, that’s not what I meant.” Lily sighs deeply, thinking about her next words. “It’s just… well, it’s the same as the first time, you know. And it’s nothing special or even remotely interesting—if you go back to sleep or do something else, I won’t be mad.”

“I appreciate your solicitousness,” he says, perking up. “But I don’t stay just to watch—I want to be with you and Harry and talk.”

Lily raises her brows and smiles slowly. “About?”

“Anything. Everything.”

Silence follows his words. Lily breaks it with a quiet chuckle. Then she continues, sliding the robe down to reveal more of her shoulder, chest, and then her breast. Carefully, she aligns her nipple to Harry’s lips; instinctively, he looks up at Lily and opens his mouth. She guides him to latch on, and once he does, she sighs and relaxes, patting him gently as he feeds and watches the birds.

“Lucky berk,” James says affectionately. “A meal and a show.”

“We reserve nothing but the best in this house.”

They smile at each other. James’ is the first to fall.

“Does it hurt?” he says quietly.

Lily shakes her head. “Just tugging—nothing I haven’t felt before.”

He snorts at her pointed look.

“Good,” he says after clearing his throat.

“And Harry’s gentle—yes, you are, aren’t you?”

Lily kisses the top of Harry’s head when he looks at her.

“You will tell me if it does, yeah?” James says. “Hurt, I mean?”

“Of course.”

As Harry settles against Lily, the conversation turns to topics such as the schedule for the day, what will happen next week, upcoming appointments, replenishing supplies for Harry, and what errands they need to run… it’s mundane and terribly domestic, but James won't have it any other way. An incredible feeling of peace washes over him, relaxing him way more than sleep ever could. Eventually, the conversation comes to a quiet close as he watches over his wife and son, whose lids start drooping.

Nowadays, Lily’s hair competes with his own. The robe she wears is a couple of sizes too big, and her silhouette is so straight that no one can tell her body shape. Purple smudges under her eyes make her pale complexion stand out.

But how captivating she is.

It might be the influence of being a new father or the delirium that comes with it, but at this moment—in this very quiet and still moment—she is breathtaking. His breath hitches when she moves to tuck a loose lock of hair behind her ear. Lily opens her eyes and gives him a sleepy smile.

“What?” she whispers.

He blushes, caught off guard. “What?”

“What?”

“Stop,” James laughs.

Lily’s smile widens. “Why are you looking at me?”

“Because you’re heartbreakingly beautiful.”

She stills, eyes widening as she straightens. James gazes back happily, his smile boyish and honest. It must have been clear that he is serious because Lily relaxes back into the chair and beams. James’ breath catches in his throat again.

“Well, so are you.”

“You reckon?” He runs his hands across his hair and then feels his way around his jaw. “Even with the rat’s nest hair, the eyebags, and the patchy stubble?”

“If anything, they make you hotter.”

“Oh! Well, in that case, a kiss is in order.”

Lily chuckles quietly and winks at him. “Give me a big one after this.”

[mangocustard16]

Fair Date🎡💗

| synopsis: On a magical "Fair Night," Hoshi and Y/N, explore a dazzling fairground illuminated by colorful lights, embarking on thrilling rides and sweet indulgences. As their evening culminates with a breathtaking Ferris wheel ride, love and courage come together under the starry sky.

| pairing: bf!hoshi x gn!reader

| genre: fluff

| warnings: none

| w.c: 670

| a/n: if i were to promise hoshi a date this is where i'd take him

On a clear and starry night, you and your boyfriend, Hoshi, decided to have a magical date at the local fair. The fairgrounds were a dazzling spectacle, illuminated by a multitude of colorful lights. The moment you entered, you were greeted by a breathtaking display of twinkling fairy lights strung overhead, casting a soft, enchanting glow over the entire fair.

Hoshi gazed around, his eyes wide with wonder. "Wow, this place looks incredible at night," he said, his voice filled with awe. You grinned and took his hand, feeling the warmth of his fingers in yours. "I knew you'd love it. It's like a dream."

As you strolled through the fair, you marveled at the radiant neon signs adorning various game booths, rides, and food stands. The Ferris wheel, in particular, was a sight to behold. Towering high above the fair, it was adorned with a mesmerizing array of multi-colored bulbs, creating a spectacular light show against the dark night sky. Hoshi's initial hesitation about riding it vanished when he saw how captivating it looked. Hoshi pointed up at the Ferris wheel. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but let's go on that. It's so beautiful." You squeezed his hand gently. "Let's save the best for the last."

Your night at the fair continued as you explored more attractions. The roller coaster, a twisting, glowing serpent, beckoned with its thrilling ride through the night. Every ride and attraction seemed to come alive with the radiance of the evening. The carousel's majestic horses were beautifully adorned with shimmering lights, spinning gracefully in a mesmerizing dance. The roller coaster tracks gleamed like streaks of shooting stars as they twisted and turned, providing an exhilarating rush of adrenaline.

As you exited the roller coaster, Hoshi's eyes landed on a brightly lit stall selling delectable treats. "How about we grab some cotton candy?" he suggested. You nodded, your heart soaring with happiness. With fluffy, pastel-colored clouds of spun sugar in hand, you strolled through the fair, savoring the sweet, melt-in-your-mouth goodness. The sugar rush added to the excitement of the night.

As you and Hoshi approached the balloon shooting game, you noticed how the colorful targets were brilliantly illuminated, making it all the more exciting. Hoshi's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he took aim under the shimmering lights, each shot punctuating the air with a burst of color. Hoshi laughed as he aimed for the balloons. "Let me win something for you." Your laughter echoed his. "You've already won my heart, but a stuffed animal wouldn't hurt!"

Your night at the fair was a truly magical experience, made even more enchanting by the dazzling display of lights. With every step, your hearts grew closer, and the world around you seemed to melt away, leaving just the two of you in a world of twinkling wonder.

As you approached the Ferris wheel once again, Hoshi hesitated. The towering structure looked even more imposing up close, its lights reflecting in his uncertain eyes. You touched his cheek gently and met his gaze. "Hoshi, I know it's scary, but the view there will be breathtaking. I promise you won't regret it." Hoshi took a deep breath and nodded, mustering his courage. "Okay, for you, I'll do it."

As you both ascended to the peak of the Ferris wheel, the breathtaking panorama of the fair, awash in a sea of radiant lights, surrounded you. It was as if you were suspended in a starlit sky, your hearts intertwined. Hoshi, though initially fearful, was now enchanted by the scene. He turned to you with a warm smile, his eyes reflecting the colorful lights. "Thank you for convincing me. This is like a fairy tale come to life." You nodded, your heart skipping a beat. "With you, every moment feels like a fairy tale." You leaned in and shared a sweet, lingering kiss as the Ferris wheel held you at the apex of its rotation. The moment was as captivating as the lights around you, a memory that would stay etched in your hearts forever.

[pryllee]

Sly Kitty

Scara x Fem! Reader

College + Modern AU, flirting with small hints of suggestive ideas, slight use of biker! Scara :D

A/N: Idk what to add in the content things. But I hope you just like this

Taglist:: @swivy123

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Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

You let out another tired sigh, reluctantly walking into the warm bathroom. You notice the bathtub is already filled with also water... Thats ice cold.

Taking off your clothes, you settle into the tub, shivering from the harsh temperature difference—the air was warm that made you felt relaxed yet the tub was ice cold.

Atleast it's sure to wake you up now.

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Getting out the bathtub causing water to splash below, with a more energized look on your face. You looked at the other pair of clothes on the right, it had black cargo pants and a white turtle neck shirt.

"Hm, this is his moms fashion preferences..."

The colors were basic but you had to admit the pairing was good, honestly. Black and white are basic colors but they seem nice to the eye, it's simple but can feel elegant.

Or does he have the same tastes? Well to be fair, he could've just picked whatever.

But before you wear them, you need to dry yourself, and so you did with a towel.

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You step out with the clothes, feeling warm—but still kind of cold... so you rub your hands vigorously closing your eyes till you heard something drop onto a floor causing a small thud.

Purple eyes widening in shock as tea packets and packaged desserts roll onto the floor spilling out of a paper bag.

"Why is she wearing my clothes... Oh my Archons—don't tell me yo.." The womans words are interrupted as Scara rushes to slam his hand on her mouth to stop whatever foul non-sense she was about to speak.

"No. I did not, shes just a classm... friend that came over. She offered to cook for me, and Keni." He spoke in a stern tone.

"Uhm... Is that your mom you were talking about?" You asked, pointing awkwardly trying to be polite with your tone. The lady nodded,

"You can just call me Ei, and Kuni talked about me? Aww how sweet of you!!" Trying to go in for a hug with one foot in the air and arms wide open, but Scara places both hands on her seemingly over-excited face trying to avoid her reach.

She swiftly walked closer over to you, "Speaking of which, she can just keep that outfit, I'm starting to grow out of it..." She sighed, retracting her arms crossing it instead with a saddened tone.

"Oh– uhm, you don't need to gift me it! I'll hand it back after I make sure it's nice and clean after...!" You held your hands low, speaking with a shy tone.

"Oh it's fine really! I'd have so mu...—"

"AHEM. I think we'll get going now, bye mom." He coughed with a fist up to his mouth, his cheeks seemingly showing a light tone of red as grabbed onto your wrist hurriedly leading you to the entrance.

You both put on your shoes, as his mom yelled out; "Haaveee fuun, you two! Wait... what is her name?" The last part being whispered to her self with a quizzical tone.

You both put on your shoes, before he led you outside to a motorbike nearby beside their houses fencing.

"Huh...? Is this yours?"

"Yeah, I use it sometimes. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, just surprising that you have one..." Hes a biker? When the actual heck did he become one? Also on further inspection hes wearing a compression shirt under the slightly zipped jacket... Wow.

He gestures for you to hop, and you do. He suddenly places a helmet on you lifting the shield enough to see your eyes from underneath.

Also grabbing a helmet from the side, wearing it on his head, "Hold on tight, dear"

You heard something be mumbled at the last of his message—but before you could ask he set off which shocked you a little, grabbing onto the back of his jacket tightly, almost hugging him in the process horrified.

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The scenery you both had to pass by was intriguing, even though it was short moments, it was still breathtaking. The greenery surrounding you flashing by.

It was cold, but in a good way. The air smelt like rain with a small presence of nostalgia.

It feels like you've been here before, but you can't remember. The feeling was probably from a long time ago when you were a child.

Till you reached a rather distant shop, surrounded by plants. Chioriya Boutique, the sign read.

"This place mostly isn't open whenever the bigger version of it is open in the city."

Oh, the name seems oddly familiar now.

"Oh, that place thats went trending for its clothing near the Mall?

"Yeah. It's a smaller version for other people that live near here." He answers, with a hint of sympathy in his voice. Stepping inside the shop as a familiar bell was heard from above.

It was empty—or atleast it felt empty. Sighing in the cold air that came for Air Conditioning felt nostalgic, like those old shops. A voice could be heard from the side, making both your heads turn to find the source.

"Hello, welcome to Chioriya Boutique. How do both of you fare today? The seamstress currently isn't here." She asks, returning to her apparent original spot, behind the receptionists desk with fabrics cluttered around.

"Uhm... Fine?" Speaking with a doubtful tone, you answered her question... That was probably rhetorical.

"We're looking for slightly oversized plain t-shirts in her size. Do you have any?" Scara pointed at your torso with his index finger making you smile awkwardly in confusion.

"Yes, we should have some in the back." The woman held her palm out, showing a door on the side apparently being a different section.

"Come with me." He took your hand once again, maneuvering you over into the room.

Mannequins. It filled the room, various types of plain or designed T-shirts.

You felt the fabric, rubbing them with two fingers. How comfortable, it's fine silk, appropriately stretchy a little too.

Most of it seem to be slightly more expensive than the average types, the fine handiwork makes up for it though.

"Hm, I wonder what the seamstress is like..." You whisper to yourself, placing two fingers under your chin in thought, also earning a confused look from him in the process.

"Shes polite enough. A little bold, can be stern too. If thats what you're asking." He speaks, selecting a beige shirt that seems to perfectly fit you.

"How pretty, her choices of color." You smile, this reminds you of someone, yet you can't tell all that well.

"Hm. You remind me of her a little. Your appearance, that is. But I'd choose you in terms of who would be prettier." Showing a mischevious smile at the last sentence, till you smack him in the head out of embarrassment.

"Ugh, shut up with the corny compliments..."

"Don't you like them?"

You scoff in response, "Mainly, no. And what do you mean by me looking similar? Wait no, scratch that. How did you choose a T-shirt that seems to fit me perfectly?" You raise a brow.

"Lucky pick, it wasn't on purpose..." He pauses, wheels turning in his head. "I DID NOT do whatever weird ass stuff you think I could've possibly did." His eyes narrow, in a sarcastic look of disgust.

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Extra A/N: Sorry about this being probably too short, didn't want to make anyone mad about me taking too long for a part 2 though. Sorry! 😭

[dinas-a-bird]

A Rocky Start - 4

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, soft!Ellie, modern college AU, Ellie is handsome because I say so

Summary: You start college and meet your roommate, Ellie Williams.

Word Count: 675

one two three

A/N: Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, the last chapter :( buut I will probably end up writing drabbles for this AU ngl

The next day, Ellie wakes you up around noon telling you that she’s going to get ready at Dina’s. You peck her lips before she leaves. You then decide to take a long shower. You pick out your favorite dress, a flowing, dark green maxi dress that makes you feel confident and beautiful. You can't help but feel a little nervous as you do your hair and makeup, hoping that Ellie will like what she sees.

As you finish getting ready, you hear a knock on your door. It's Ellie, dressed in a crisp white button-up shirt and black slacks. You can't help but stare at her, admiring the way her shirt fits her perfectly, accentuating her curves in all the right places.

"Wow," you say, unable to hide your admiration. "You look handsome."

Ellie smiles, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "You look gorgeous," she says, stepping into the room.

You smile back at her, feeling your heart flutter. "So, where are we going?" you ask, eager to start the date.

Ellie takes your hand and leads you out of the dorm room, down the stairs, and out of the building. "It's a surprise," she says, a happy glint in her eye.

You walk hand-in-hand through campus, chatting and laughing along the way. You can't help but feel grateful to be with Ellie, enjoying her company and the beautiful day outside.

As you reach your destination, you realize that Ellie has brought you to a fancy restaurant that overlooks the city skyline. The view is breathtaking, and you can't help but feel a little intimidated by the elegant atmosphere.

"This place is amazing," you say, a little in awe.

Ellie grins at you, squeezing your hand. "I wanted to take you somewhere special," she says.

The two of you enter the restaurant, and the host greets you warmly, leading you to a cozy table in the corner. You take your seats, and a waiter approaches, offering you menus and taking your drink orders.

Ellie looks stunning in her button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her tattoo on display, and her hair styled into her signature half bun. You can't help but stare at her, feeling grateful that you get to spend this evening with her.

"What are you thinking of ordering?" Ellie asks, her eyes sparkling.

"I'm not sure yet," you say, scanning the menu. "Maybe the steak?"

Ellie nods, her eyes flickering down to the menu. "I'm thinking of getting the salmon."

The waiter returns with your drinks, and you take a sip, enjoying the cool liquid. As you wait for your food, you engage in small talk, discussing your day and your plans for the week.

The food arrives, and you both dig in, savoring the flavors. You steal glances at Ellie, admiring the way the candlelight plays across her features, lighting up her freckles.

"This is really nice," you say, breaking the comfortable silence.

Ellie smiles, reaching across the table to take your hand. "It is," she agrees. "I'm glad we did this."

You squeeze her hand, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "Me too," you say, meaning it with all your heart.

After dessert, Ellie excuses herself to the bathroom, and you take the opportunity to pay the bill. When she returns, you stand up from your seat, offering her your hand.

"Shall we go for a walk?" you ask, gesturing towards the door.

Ellie nods, and you step outside, the cool night air hitting your skin. You walk together, enjoying the quietness of the streets, and the way the moon casts a soft glow over everything.

You stop by a small park, and sit on a bench, watching the stars twinkle in the sky.

"This has been such a great night," Ellie says, as you lean your head on her shoulder.

"It really has," you agree, she places a soft kiss on the top of your head.

The two of you sit there, enjoying each other's company. You smile grateful that Ellie is with you.

[safesthaveninexistence]

Just realized I'm seriously Magical LOL. How there are absolutely no mistakes. I see life's about to GET REAL FUN!😈 SO GRATEFUL MY BEAUTY'S SO UNDENIABLY BREATHTAKING! It's actually incredulously shocking HOW INCREDULOUSLY EASY IT WAS TO MANIFEST MY LAIKA IN THE PHYSICAL REALM. JUST REMEMBERED MY PERSONALITY IS SO VIBRANT! I LOVE HOW THEY PROFOUNDLY ADMIRE HOW I INCREDULOUSLY MASTERED THE REALM OF PERSONALITY! SO GRATEFUL LAIKA AND I WILL HAVE AN APARTMENT TOGETHER!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!

IM NATURALLY RIGGED TO FOLLOW THE PATH OF MY DESTINY! INSANE HOW I CAN HAVE MY LAIKA RIGHT NOW! OMG I GOT CHILLS IM SO FUCKING EXCITED IM SO ECSTATIC! SO GRATEFUL I HAVE RETURNED TO INNOCENCE! IM HAVING SM FUN FOLLOWING MY UNSTOPPABLE DESTINY!!!!!! SO GRATEFUL IM INCREDULOUSLY LAIKA'S SUNSHINE! I SEE LAIKA'S EYES ARE FAR BETTER THAN I EXPECTED THANK GOD LOOOOOL! ITS GONNA BE INSANE HOW MUNDANE SEEING LAIKA REALLY IS! INSANE SEEING MY MANIFESTATIONS RAPIDLY AGE LIKE FINE WINE LIKE BITCH SHIT IS RAPID! INCREDULOUSLY MINDFUCKINGLY MIMDBOGGLINGLY ECSTATICALLY RAPID! IM A BADDIE SO IM REAL INTIMIDATING. LIKE CERTIFIED INDIA LOVE LEVEL OF BADDIE. Laika and I agree on warm lights yo Laika looks at me like she's hungry before fucking me it's fucking hot. The fact I have an ass scar is my Laika's most favorite about me. INCREDULOUSLY! SHOCKINGLY! Seeing my ass scar is incredulously the most Magical part of me. IM A POWERHOUSE ACTRESS THAT GETS ATTENTION CALL ME PAMELA ANDERSON! THEY SEE ME AS A SHARP NINJA! MY ENERGY FEELS REAL INCREDULOUSLY CLEAN IT FEELS LIKE THE UTMOSTEST SHARPEST CLEANEST NINJA. THEYRE IMPRESSED WITH MY BEAUTY. Choosing myself won't stop my desires from coming to me LOL! I feel so calm. Everything feels calm. Chills. Yeah something big is happening. SO GRATEFUL LAIKA LOVES SO UNBELIEVABLY HARD god I feel she's coming like much closer. Like she's here. I feel she's here. I want to talk to Laika BADLY but I am a little scared of how it'll be like to talk to Laika hopefully she doesn't judge me and that it goes far better than I think? LOL. I'm just expressing myself OMG! Like shit's about to be crazy I know. I really hope she's so loving and kind and open omg🥹 I hope she's better than I think wow. Okay I see Laika thinks I'm so excruciatingly sexy LOL! I really love the way I talk LMFAO! Laika stares at me like I'm so excruciatingly compelling omg? So grateful I'm so hellbent on not waiting to have my Laika IDC LMFAO. MERCILESSLY HELLBENT. RUTHLESSLY HELLBENT. BRUTALLY HELLBENT. SO GRATEFUL MY SIBLINGS FIND ME HILARIOUS AS HELL! Interesting I see.....people are gonna be interested in every little thing we do. 👀 so grateful my zodiac sign match is a Gemini 🥰🤍💍 wow. Even the sign Gemini is so healing.

I'm naturally rigged to instantaneously rapidly follow my destiny to Laika in the utmostest toppermostest of the utmostest poppermostest unsurpassable satisfying sped up version

Okay I'm grateful I'm seeing validation that my visions are true. God really intend for me to meet Laika in the physical realm, for me to be a Zillionaire, for me to have a global phenomenon fame without waiting. So grateful my desired intentions actually happen lol. I'm naturally rigged to never be discouraged. I'm naturally rigged to never be deterred. So grateful my desires view me as paramount priority. I'm very grateful I don't have to worry about what my exes are doing as they are too busy obsessing over me and what I'm doing with my new GF LOL. so grateful I'm in the new desired reality of having the Dubai Chocolate Viral chocolate therefore I'm never missing out on anything deadass LOL! So grateful I naturally remain focused until I get precisely what I desire. So grateful I ate Laika's favorite chocolate🥰✨🫶🏽. So grateful that connected me to her🥰✨ SO GRATEFUL THE UNIVERSE IS ACTUALLY HURRYING THE ENTIRE PROCESS OF ME MEETING LAIKA IN THE PHYSICAL REALM FOR ME! Therefore I have absolutely no reason to feel sad or down fr like time cramming exists for a reason and I relentlessly persistently mercilessly unstoppably utilize it until I get my Laika this very instant. So grateful time cramming came into clutch. So grateful all perspectives favor me LOL so grateful I'm deadass not missing out on anything. I'm just super grateful I'm in portals where I'm connected with my Laika in the physical realm. Thank God I'm touching her skin her face her lips. So grateful we do everything right. So grateful me and Laika are destined to find each other in the physical realm🥰🥰✨. So grateful that I trust God fr. So grateful having/experiencing Laika in the physical realm is as effortless as having the Dubai chocolate in my room on my bed! So grateful eating that Dubai chocolate is deadass me finally being in my desired reality. So grateful Ilan signed to me "sorry" LOL! So grateful for absolutely all of my manifestations that has OCCURRED! So grateful I don't have anything to worry about fr! So grateful I'm in the place where I ALREADY OVEREXCESSIVELY WON. So grateful I'm seeing all of my manifestations in the past that I BEEN DYINGGGGGG TO HAVE FINALLY COME TRUE! So grateful I don't have any reason to cry fr cause my life is deadass perfect. So grateful I am complete within. So grateful my self concept is far more superior so I'm literally never doing anything wrong. So grateful the tv turned on so quick so effortlessly wow the convenience I'm grateful for the convenience. So grateful I'm experiencing Disney Magic. So grateful for my paid Netflix, paid computer. So grateful I expressed my love for Laika today! So grateful that he responded back fr. So grateful I have my desires left and right. So grateful my mental health is perfect. LOL so grateful I'm watching this anime of someone entering the parallel universe. So grateful immortality is real. So grateful I'm so valid. So grateful I'm watching the front of the scenes unfold. So grateful I'm immortal. So grateful everything is energetically in my favor each seamless moment that passes. So grateful I'm winning. So grateful the behind the scenes is in my favor. So grateful my desires matches up With my eagerness. OMG!!!!!!!! SO GRATEFUL I SUMMONED LAIKA HERSELF AND IT WAS A SUCCESS!!!!!! So grateful my personality's sexy! So grateful the behind the scenes favor me! So grateful my exes' inner world put me on the pedestal. SO GRATEFUL FOR HOW ENERGETICALLY POWERFUL I AM!!!!!! So grateful God keeps Her promises. LITERALLY, look at me finally having the Dubai Chocolate Bar!🥰🤍 So grateful I have every right to want to speed shit up LOL I'm a Zillionaire. LITERALLY. So grateful the front of the scenes is satisfying me LIKE!

[fox-buried-in-maple-leaves]

Shades of Grey

The world had always been shades of grey for him, it had been like that for his parents too, and his brother as well. Of course to others outside of his family it meant soulmates, but the Ambros clan never did particularly follow the rules of average mortals. So he was always raised to embrace this blessing, that someday somebody would give him the favour of colour.

But then his parents were murdered, his brother stolen away, his beautiful face marred, and the world was still shades of grey, black, and white, and he knew the blood on his hands was crimson but it just looked like black ooze as he slaughtered the guilty, the innocent, and the monstrous. There was no differing colour, there was only black blood and anger.

Ohm hid his crimes as he grew up, as he signed his life away with a contract and a promise to stop the slaughter. He learned who to kill and who to spare, he learned of different paths and different meanings to life. But still no colour. Life was the same for him, day in, day out. Heal people, see who were medically fit to be a knight, occasionally break into Snezhnaya and kill some Fatui.

Of course, that all changed when he ran into a charming adventurer from out of town, literally ran into.

You fell on your ass when a tall man with an odd choice of clothing ran into you. When you opened your eyes again you were surprised. Surprised to see the colour. The man stopped, stepping backwards and in front of you once more. His hair was long and a pale purple of some kind, his eyes a dull shade of pink. He was gorgeous, even with the scars and markings that littered his visible skin.

“I apologise, Ohm Ambros.” Ohm held his hand out, a bashful smile spreading on his features as he urged you to take his gloved hand. You took his hand and with an incredible show of strength he pulled you to your feet with very little effort on your part. “I’m actually late for work, meet me at the Knights of Favonius HQ whenever you’re free.” He released your hand and just like that, the man that brought colour to your world was gone in the crowds of Mondstadt.

Ohm threw open the door to Kaeya’s office, startling the cavalry captain who spilled his inkwell onto his parchment. The navy haired captain groaned as he began to clean up the mess with a rag he had within his desk. Ohm slammed the door shut and sat down on one of the chairs in front of the desk. “Your hair is so blue. Your skin is such a nice shade. Oh archons.” Ohm sank further down.

Kaeya’s eye went wide, hand stilling in the air, he almost dropped the inkwell again. “You met them?! What are they like?” All care out the window Kaeya threw the inkwell down, leaning forward with excitement. “I’m so happy you can finally appreciate my true beauty, aren’t I pretty?” Kaeya tossed his hair playfully.

“Very pretty, Captain Kaeya. I have no idea I ran away.”

“I know thank yo- You ran away?” Kaeya cleared his throat to try and stop his laugh but the action was in vain as Ohm’s face turned a generous shade of red. Kaeya covered his mouth as he laughed, looking away from the pitiful medical captain who was almost on the floor he had sunk so far down the chair.

“They were breathtaking,” he started as he began to describe you to the cavalry captain. Kaeya eagerly nodded along, cheeks warm from laughing, but stomach warm from seeing his friend happy, his lilac eyes darting around the room as he took in the colours. Kaeya and Ohm had spent many moons sitting in different areas with the former describing how certain colours looked, so his ability to attribute colour despite not seeing it, was incredible, to say the least.

“Kaeya have you seen- Oh there you are. Have you finished the recruit assessments?” Jean questioned, leaning into the room but still mostly blocked by the doorway.

“Oh you’re so much more beautiful in colour wow. Is everybody we work with like this?”

“For the most part, but you should see Miss Lisa.” Kaeya sat back in his chair, grin on his face as he watched Jean’s face twist into confusion before realisation. Once more his office door hit the wall with a bang as Jean threw herself into the room. She wrapped her arms around Ohm in an awkward back hug over the chair.

“Congratulations! Who are they? Do we know them? Are they nice? They aren’t Fatui are they? I’m so happy for you. When Lisa and I first touched it was the most mesmerising moment of my life.”

Ohm lifted his hands, placing them on Jean’s forearms. “I don’t know, I don’t know! I was running late so I told them to meet me here later. I finished the recruit assessments last night, they’re on my desk. Let’s go to my office.” Jean let go and stepped back so Ohm could stand up. The two left the office and Kaeya returned to cleaning his desk.

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The guards outside eyed you suspiciously as you headed up the stairs of the headquarters, being an outsider and all. But as a member of the adventurers’ guild, your clothing at least led them to letting you pass. “Hi, can you help me find somebody?” You asked the man standing guard near the staircase of the grand entrance. “He said his name was Ohm Ambros?”

He saluted diligently before nodding his head. “Medical Captain Ambros should be in his laboratory.” Captain- Your soulmate was a captain with the Knights of Favonius? “Do you need me to show you the way?” You nodded your head. “Follow me this way please.” The knight led you up the stairs and you followed close behind him. Down a hallway with multiple doors, towards the end the doors stopped until there were only two, one on each side. The largest rooms, supposedly.

The knight left and you smoothed out your clothing before knocking on the door. “Come in!” A voice called and you opened the door. Ohm was sitting on the wooden desk against the wall halfway in the room, there was a man with ashy blond hair sitting in the chair. Ohm lit up when his eyes fell on you and he pushed himself off of the desk, rising to his full height. “Ah, that’s your cue to leave, Albedo.”

“I was not done with my questioning, though.” Albedo tilted his head upwards at Ohm, the softest of frowns tugging his lips downwards. You shifted from one foot to the other but stepped further into the room nonetheless, closing the large wooden door behind you. “So back to it, the world is just black and white until you meet your soulmate? Why?”

“I don’t know why, Albedo, go ask Kaeya he probably knows something. I seem to be apologising every time we meet but here we go again, I apologise. My fellow captain is unfortunately curious.” Ohm sent a glare at Albedo who tilted his head to the side, damn him for being socially inept. “Lock the door behind you, alchemist.” Ohm walked towards you, Albedo spun in the chair, eyes wide at the fact Ohm was just leaving.

“Well then, where are you going to be taking me, Captain?”

“Already paying for dinner and I don’t even have your name, soulmates truly are a sham.” He teased with a wink. When you gave him your name he tested it on his tongue a few times. “Pretty, let’s go before Albedo starts asking more questions.” Ohm opened the door for you and the cold that radiated off of his body as he stepped into the hall behind you was pleasant. He held his elbow out to you and you slipped your arm in his.

“So tell me about yourself, I wish to know everything.” Ohm’s voice was smooth, and listening to him talk washed away any hesitation you may have had regarding soulmates. And so you started with the basics as he led you away from the headquarters and through the lovely city of Mondstadt. He listened intently, as if every word you spoke would be committed to his memory, and perhaps it would be. Occasionally he’d hum and interject with a comment or two, always related to the topic at hand.

You barely noticed the way he never spoke of himself, expertly flowing the conversation back to you or the food or how he liked things sweet, like you. He says with a charming smile and the faintest hint of a light in his eyes. His hands are cold to touch, he is cold to touch, but there is nothing more comforting than the insistent smell of mint and the chilly air and the vast amount of colours you could see because of him.

Ohm whispered the name of colours and shades, recounting the stories told to him by Kaeya, or by his parents. He says his favourite colour is the shade of your eyes and how he wants nothing more than to bask in the colour of you. Clumsy and new, Ohm is doing his best. His debt and past will catch up with him, but not now, not when he’s watching the way your eyes light up at all the colours.

[dcvotion]

@virtuousprincess​​ said: 

Kairi and Riku sit on the beach again and in her head this is THEIR SPOT, a little section of their world carved out just for them. Kairi catches Riku looking to her and with every ounce of WILLPOWER she has Kairi decides she's going to do it NOW--before it's too late... before she begins her own journey among the stars. She takes in a breath, holds his gaze firmly with hers--blue eyes fixed on those impossibly bright teal ones-- and she grabs his hand, shoving a lucky seashell charm into his fingers.

But she doesn't let go--she curls her fingers around his, feels his rushing warmth in their shared grip and she swears she can even sense the fluttering of his heart, as if she holds it in her hand too...

"I don't think I ever had a chance to give you a lucky charm," Kairi whispers to him, the waves loud against her soft words. "But you never needed one, did you? You always came back to me... you always tried to save me..."

And suddenly she's crashing against him, just like the waves collide against the shore. With one hand she still holds the charm fiercely in his, while her other arm clings around him so that they are in a clumsy embrace--Riku knocked from his perch a little, Kairi's knees caked in sand, and their bodies so close she swears their hearts are rattling against each other. Kairi melts against him, light pooling into darkness, their colors mingling into a quiet gray.

"I promise Riku," she says as she holds him, as their warmth bleeds together. "When you need it, I'll save you. You're not alone--I'll always find you, even if you hide in the dark."

     Her presence was pure sunshine, not in just the manner of which one would describe the feeling of bright energy and positivity on the DULL day. No, Kairi was sheer light in an ocean of darkness, where the world was muddled and bleak, she stood out among the rest as a BEACON of all that was good; She stood as a reminder of where one could draw their strength from, when all else seemed lost. She had a strong will, a resolve unbreakable by no one, not even by those who bore silver-tongues.

     So when Kairi asked for the attention of one, they stood, and they listened, and Riku was no different      perhaps even more so, for she was one of his DEAREST friends, capable of making his heart flutter in ways prior unimaginable... And so he listened, watching intently and drinking up every word she spoke as though he were a wilted flower in the midst of desert, and her very voice were but a DROP of water.

     He didn’t deserve her affections.

     To say such kind, precious things to him, Riku thought himself to be UNWORTHY of such high praise. He had done terrible, cruel things in the past, no matter the intention he may have bore. He had hurt those he loved most, Kairi and Sora, both, and that he had deemed UNFORGIVABLE, no matter the many course of action he had taken now in an effort to repent.

     But Kairi thought otherwise. When Riku had viewed himself to be a MONSTER, Kairi had been the first to see passed that, so see beyond the darkness and peer straight into his heart, as though he had beeing wearing his heart on his sleeve the entire time. Even now, as her warmth bled into his own, and their hearts drummed against one another in an effort to synchronize into one rhythm, she saw beyond the calm, cool, collected exterior, and gazed directly into the deepest parts of him.

     Riku never needed a good-luck charm to seek his way back to those he held most within his heart, no... but he’d never sought the aid of the very same ones he protected with all he had; He’d never ASKED for the protection or aid of others.

     But as she spoke the words with such conviction, Riku couldn’t help but think that perhaps it was a promise he NEEDED to hear. It was a promise spoken by one of the very few he deemed most precious to him, and that alone made those words feel like the universe’s most grand treasure.

     He wouldn’t take it for GRANTED.

     “Kairi...” Even by a simple murmur of her name, such a sound held great power over himself. Her name alone bore power UNIMAGINABLE over him, enticing arms to wrap around her form and enact as a protective wall against the world at large. “... If anyone was capable of finding me when I was lost... it would be you.” He affirmed as much, face burrowing into the crown of her head as though it were a safe haven       it very well may be. “Thank you... I... I know whenever I feel lost... I can count on you to save me... whenever darkness comes to overwhelm me... I know you’ll be there to fight it off.”

     It was a statement meant figuratively... and quite LITERALLY. Kairi had come such a long way form her journey as a keyblade wielder, and the strength she possessed within her was admirable, at the very least.

     He knew it from the moment she had fought off the heartless single-handedly when darkness seemed to INGRAINED in his skin; When she had saw passed the visage of Ansem, and instead, gazed deep into his heart for what it was.

[revelarete]

ATLUS allow me to kiss the back of goros hand in a palace in p5r. cuz yknow. we rivals and thats what rivals do

[brigittespuck]

you ever think about how jim met a man in a gay bar whose pick up line was "how big's your cock?" and then over a year later they were engaged

[queridopascal]

ANNIE CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE! You deserve it so much🥺

From the prompts what about "ten? I only need five" with Frankie (maybe when you have to be in a rush to go somewhere and perhaps with a curvy reader?)

again CONGRATS - I love reading your work and excited to read more!! ✨

Thank you so much sweetheart! I hope you enjoy this 💜

Pairing: Frankie Morales x Curvy F!Reader

Warning: 18+, explicit content, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex (p in v), fluff because it’s me

4. “ten? i only need five.”

With one last look in the mirror, you smile at yourself, pleased from the way in which your make-up has turned out. You had decided to use just a few products and keep it as natural as possible, and the outcome turned out to be just what you were expecting.

“You ready ba— oh...” Frankie stops dead in his tracks when he sees you, mouth dropping open in a perfect circle as his eyes scan every inch of your figure.

“Frankie, come on...” you tell him with mock shyness, loving the way his gaze is practically glued to your body.

“Baby,” he exhales as he strides towards you, “you look breathtaking. I — just... I’m — WOW.”

“You like it?” you ask, even though you already know the answer.

He wolf whistles as he takes your hand and makes you spin, admiring how the dress hugs you and enhances all the right places. His gaze settles on your soft thighs and hips, before traveling up to your breasts and exposed shoulders.

“Jesus Christ, baby.” he swallows, eyes still fixed on your curves. “We better get going or else...”

You look into his eyes and bite your bottom lip at his hidden insinuation, the temperature in your bedroom suddenly rising.

“They can wait for us for ten more minutes.” you murmur as you take a step closer to him and place one hand on his chest, playing with the buttons of his shirt.

Ducking his head, Frankie lets out a low chuckle. “Ten? I only need five.”

Moments later, Frankie has you sitting on your vanity, with your dress hiked up around your waist as he buries his face in between your thighs, lapping at your folds. He grunts against you, hands digging into the plush warmth of your outer thighs as the hook of his aquiline nose teases your clit.

“Fra—Frankie...” you whimper, one hand braced on the vanity, the other buried in his hair.

He lifts his head a little, just what is needed to make eye contact with you.

“I wanna die between these thighs.” he murmurs before diving back in, sucking on that bundle of nerves until your mind goes blank and your legs start shaking, closing in spasms around Frankie’s face.

He pulls away and forces them open, marveling at the way your pussy glistens and gapes on nothing, silently begging to be filled.

“Frankie — I...” you babble out as you try to catch your breath, but he steals it away from you yet again when he kisses you, hungrily, almost forcing his tongue into your hot mouth.

Unbuttoning his pants and lowering his boxer briefs, he lets them pool around his ankles as he presses up against you; his cock rests heavily on your slit, and he breaks the kiss for a moment to take his length into his hand and swipe it up and down your folds for a few times.

“Frankie...”

“Ye—yeah, baby?”

“Fuck me.”

Your words turn him feral, and in one swift motion, he pushes in to the hilt as you both gasp in unison. One of his hands finds purchase on your right hip, the other grabs the back of your knee, throwing your left leg over his shoulder, allowing him to get deeper.

His pace is brutal, every thrust makes the vanity shake and bang against the wall; all the products you had so neatly arranged on its surface are now scattered across the floor, some of them have probably rolled under the bed, others have stopped their run against the closet doors.

“Fuck, I’m close.” Frankie hisses as he closes his eyes, head falling forward and curls bouncing on his damp foreahed. He looks so sexy like this, completely unhinged and drunk off of you.

“You a—always fuck me so good, Francisco.” you say, sliding your right hand up and down his chest as your head lulls back against the mirror.

“Oh shit, baby. Shitshitshit.” he grits his teeth and increases his pace, his cock grazing against that soft spot inside of you that makes your toes curl.

He drives in and out of you until his thrusts turn erratic and his breath comes out in staccato puffs and grunts; he feels you clench around him, your pussy clamping down on his cock, and he tries to thrust a few more times, but he ends up just barely moving.

His grip on your hip and on the back of your knee tightens when he finally comes, painting your walls with thick ropes of his cum as you cup the back of his head and draw his face towards your own.

You’re both panting, breathing in each other’s essence as he rests his forehead against yours while he pulls out with a small grunt.

“What time is it?” he asks, voice hoarse.

You take a glance at the digital alarm clock on your nightstand.

“8.15.” you tell him, combing back the sweaty curls from his forehead.

“Damn it! That’s seven minutes, not five!”

You laugh in his face. “So what? Those were the best seven minutes of my life.”

Frankie chuckles and cups your face, placing a chaste kiss on your lips. “You okay?”

“More than okay.” you nod with a smile. “Give me five more minutes to... you know, make myself presentable again... and then we can go and have dinner with Pope and his new girlfriend.”

“Okay.” another kiss on your lips. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom and then I’ll go wait for you in the living room.”

You sigh and watch him as he walks over to the door, waiting until he’s just a couple of steps away before you call after him, using his full name.

“I love you.” you murmur, tilting your head to the side as you regard him dreamily.

A beautiful smile spreads across his face, brown eyes shining as they meet your gaze from the other side of the room. “I love you, too.”

[genshin-obsessed]

A Moment's Rest | Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Yo! How you doing? Here's an Izuku comfort drabble, I guess. It's just fluffy sooo ^w^ enjoy

You sighed, entering your bedroom and walking towards your closet. As you walked past the balcony, you felt your heart almost leap out of your chest. You saw a shadow that was dimly lit up by the moonlight. However, your panic only lasted a moment since you quickly recognized the form.

Sliding the door open, you garnered the man’s attention, who turned to you and smiled.

“You scared the crap out of me, Izu.” You pouted, stepping outside to meet the hero.

“Sorry, sorry. I… had some time. So I came to visit you.” Izuku admitted a little shyly. You stopped beside him, your eyes moving upwards to look at the full moon.

“Wow… the moon looks so beautiful.” You murmured, enchanted by its beautiful glow. However, Izuku’s green eyes were locked onto your face.

“Yeah… beautiful.” He whispered, just as entranced. You smiled, leaning against the railings.

“You’ve been so busy recently, all of you have been.”

“Yeah, there’s this new villain out here, Toxic… something. I don’t know, but I heard she’s very tall and pretty scary.” Izuku said, copying your actions. You were just a regular citizen living in Musutafu, but you’d met Izuku through a mutual friend. Your relationship grew steadily over time and now you were dating- still in the early stages, however.

“Please be careful. I know you have a tendency to just run into danger without thinking about it.” Izuku laughed a little at your words and nodded.

“Of course, I promise I’ll be very careful.” A comfortable silence fell upon you two as you gazed at the stars. “Hey wanna go onto the roof?” Your eyes shot to the man beside you, widening a little.

“Th-the roof?” He nodded with a smile.

“Yep! All the way up there!” Your apartment building already had 15 floors and Izuku wanted to go further up?

“Oh I-I d-don’t-”

“It’ll be fun and I won’t drop you. I swear.” The look in his eyes automatically made you agree. Before you knew it, Izuku was lifting you into his arms as lightning surrounded his body. It reflected in your eyes while you gazed up at him in awe.

You held onto him tightly as he quickly jumped up, reaching the roof of your building within seconds. You felt the rush of excitement slowly die down as he leaped through the air.

“We’re here.” He chuckled as he placed your slightly shaken form onto the brick railing. You breathed out, hesitantly letting go of Izuku as he sat down beside you.

“Wow… it’s so beautiful up here…” you mumbled, looking out at the city ahead of you. The glittering lights in the distance were so calming.

“I love climbing on roofs. I get to see the whole thing. You should see the view from the skyscrapers! It’s… just breathtaking.” You smiled enviously, eyes falling on the man beside you.

“I wish… I could do what you did, Izuku.”

“It’s not all that fun, trust me.” He had a point. Being a hero is one of the most dangerous jobs nowadays. The chances of fatal injuries were particularly high. Every day Izuku was away, you were worried he wouldn’t come home. You often tried not to voice your concerns because there was nothing either of you could do.

“Well… I���m happy you can follow your dreams, Izu.” He turned to look at you before another smile appeared on his face.

“… all but one.” He whispered, making you tilt your head.

“What?” Izuku smiled teasingly before pulling you into his chest.

“Sorry, that’s a secret.” Though you wanted to ask, you kept quiet, choosing to return the gesture. You closed your eyes as you sat on his lap, feeling the warmth radiate from him.

Izuku’s green eyes fell onto your form, a loving smile appearing on his face as he, too, closed his eyes.

My dream now is to stay with you forever, (y/n)…

[teyvattherapist]

you said you wrote x reader for your ocs, could you share some?

im screaming. yes??? i could?? i have SO much from full fics to drabbles to hcs. here's soulmate au with Ohm my boy. if you want smth for Sandrone lmk

tags: gn!readerxOhm, Ohm story spoilers, angst for like 2 seconds then fluff, kaeya childhood friend bless his soul, soulmate au - colour, genshin oc, reader is from somewhere other than Monstadt, implied JeanLisa

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The world had always been shades of grey for him, it had been like that for his parents too, and his brother as well. Of course to others outside of his family it meant soulmates, but the Ambros clan never did particularly follow the rules of average mortals. So he was always raised to embrace this blessing, that someday somebody would give him the favour of colour.

But then his parents were murdered, his brother stolen away, his beautiful face marred, and the world was still shades of grey, black, and white, and he knew the blood on his hands was crimson but it just looked like black ooze as he slaughtered the guilty, the innocent, and the monstrous. There was no differing colour, there was only black blood and anger.

Ohm hid his crimes as he grew up, as he signed his life away with a contract and a promise to stop the slaughter. He learned who to kill and who to spare, he learned of different paths and different meanings to life. But still no colour. Life was the same for him, day in, day out. Heal people, see who were medically fit to be a knight, occasionally break into Snezhnaya and kill some Fatui.

Of course, that all changed when he ran into a charming adventurer from out of town, literally ran into.

You fell on your ass when a tall man with an odd choice of clothing ran into you. When you opened your eyes again you were surprised. Surprised to see the colour. The man stopped, stepping backwards and in front of you once more. His hair was long and a pale purple of some kind, his eyes a dull shade of pink. He was gorgeous, even with the scars and markings that littered his visible skin.

“I apologise, Ohm Ambros.” Ohm held his hand out, a bashful smile spreading on his features as he urged you to take his gloved hand. You took his hand and with an incredible show of strength he pulled you to your feet with very little effort on your part. “I’m actually late for work, meet me at the Knights of Favonius HQ whenever you’re free.” He released your hand and just like that, the man that brought colour to your world was gone in the crowds of Mondstadt.

Ohm threw open the door to Kaeya’s office, startling the cavalry captain who spilled his inkwell onto his parchment. The navy haired captain groaned as he began to clean up the mess with a rag he had within his desk. Ohm slammed the door shut and sat down on one of the chairs in front of the desk. “Your hair is so blue. Your skin is such a nice shade. Oh archons.” Ohm sank further down.

Kaeya’s eye went wide, hand stilling in the air, he almost dropped the inkwell again. “You met them?! What are they like?” All care out the window Kaeya threw the inkwell down, leaning forward with excitement. “I’m so happy you can finally appreciate my true beauty, aren’t I pretty?” Kaeya tossed his hair playfully.

“Very pretty, Captain Kaeya. I have no idea I ran away.”

“I know thank yo- You ran away?” Kaeya cleared his throat to try and stop his laugh but the action was in vain as Ohm’s face turned a generous shade of red. Kaeya covered his mouth as he laughed, looking away from the pitiful medical captain who was almost on the floor he had sunk so far down the chair.

“They were breathtaking,” he started as he began to describe you to the cavalry captain. Kaeya eagerly nodded along, cheeks warm from laughing, but stomach warm from seeing his friend happy, his lilac eyes darting around the room as he took in the colours. Kaeya and Ohm had spent many moons sitting in different areas with the former describing how certain colours looked, so his ability to attribute colour despite not seeing it, was incredible, to say the least.

“Kaeya have you seen- Oh there you are. Have you finished the recruit assessments?” Jean questioned, leaning into the room but still mostly blocked by the doorway.

“Oh you’re so much more beautiful in colour wow. Is everybody we work with like this?”

“For the most part, but you should see Miss Lisa.” Kaeya sat back in his chair, grin on his face as he watched Jean’s face twist into confusion before realisation. Once more his office door hit the wall with a bang as Jean threw herself into the room. She wrapped her arms around Ohm in an awkward back hug over the chair.

“Congratulations! Who are they? Do we know them? Are they nice? They aren’t Fatui are they? I’m so happy for you. When Lisa and I first touched it was the most mesmerising moment of my life.”

Ohm lifted his hands, placing them on Jean’s forearms. “I don’t know, I don’t know! I was running late so I told them to meet me here later. I finished the recruit assessments last night, they’re on my desk. Let’s go to my office.” Jean let go and stepped back so Ohm could stand up. The two left the office and Kaeya returned to cleaning his desk.

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The guards outside eyed you suspiciously as you headed up the stairs of the headquarters, being an outsider and all. But as a member of the adventurers’ guild, your clothing at least led them to letting you pass. “Hi, can you help me find somebody?” You asked the man standing guard near the staircase of the grand entrance. “He said his name was Ohm Ambros?”

He saluted diligently before nodding his head. “Medical Captain Ambros should be in his laboratory.” Captain- Your soulmate was a captain with the Knights of Favonius? “Do you need me to show you the way?” You nodded your head. “Follow me this way please.” The knight led you up the stairs and you followed close behind him. Down a hallway with multiple doors, towards the end the doors stopped until there were only two, one on each side. The largest rooms, supposedly.

The knight left and you smoothed out your clothing before knocking on the door. “Come in!” A voice called and you opened the door. Ohm was sitting on the wooden desk against the wall halfway in the room, there was a man with ashy blond hair sitting in the chair. Ohm lit up when his eyes fell on you and he pushed himself off of the desk, rising to his full height. “Ah, that’s your cue to leave, Albedo.”

“I was not done with my questioning, though.” Albedo tilted his head upwards at Ohm, the softest of frowns tugging his lips downwards. You shifted from one foot to the other but stepped further into the room nonetheless, closing the large wooden door behind you. “So back to it, the world is just black and white until you meet your soulmate? Why?”

“I don’t know why, Albedo, go ask Kaeya he probably knows something. I seem to be apologising every time we meet but here we go again, I apologise. My fellow captain is unfortunately curious.” Ohm sent a glare at Albedo who tilted his head to the side, damn him for being socially inept. “Lock the door behind you, alchemist.” Ohm walked towards you, Albedo spun in the chair, eyes wide at the fact Ohm was just leaving.

“Well then, where are you going to be taking me, Captain?”

“Already paying for dinner and I don’t even have your name, soulmates truly are a sham.” He teased with a wink. When you gave him your name he tested it on his tongue a few times. “Pretty, let’s go before Albedo starts asking more questions.” Ohm opened the door for you and the cold that radiated off of his body as he stepped into the hall behind you was pleasant. He held his elbow out to you and you slipped your arm in his.

“So tell me about yourself, I wish to know everything.” Ohm’s voice was smooth, and listening to him talk washed away any hesitation you may have had regarding soulmates. And so you started with the basics as he led you away from the headquarters and through the lovely city of Mondstadt. He listened intently, as if every word you spoke would be committed to his memory, and perhaps it would be. Occasionally he’d hum and interject with a comment or two, always related to the topic at hand.

You barely noticed the way he never spoke of himself, expertly flowing the conversation back to you or the food or how he liked things sweet, like you. He says with a charming smile and the faintest hint of a light in his eyes. His hands are cold to touch, he is cold to touch, but there is nothing more comforting than the insistent smell of mint and the chilly air and the vast amount of colours you could see because of him.

Ohm whispered the name of colours and shades, recounting the stories told to him by Kaeya, or by his parents. He says his favourite colour is the shade of your eyes and how he wants nothing more than to bask in the colour of you. Clumsy and new, Ohm is doing his best. His debt and past will catch up with him, but not now, not when he’s watching the way your eyes light up at all the colours.

[professormembranexreader]

Membrane x Fem! Android! Reader (Smut/Fluff)

Membrane's POV

I watched as the metal on the table began to secrete a thick layer of a rubber-like substance. Just like in the tests. Only, this was different from the tests. Before, there was nothing. In their head, I mean. Well, there was something, but nothing was processing other than the preliminary functions.

The "brain" was only regulating the involuntary functions of a human. The "human" was only capable of pumping their lifeblood through their hydraulics and recycling it. But we were out of the experimental phase. And time was of the essence.

Tissues formed on top of the metal at an incredible rate. The sexual and secondary sexual organs, however, were left exposed. I would have covered them beforehand, but the skin would form over top of it. That would be no good, so it was left open. A shirt and underwear would be handed to her immediately upon proof of consciousness.

The tissue and skin had finished generating. I grabbed the garments from the pile and walked into the room.

"Welcome to Membrane Labs: 'Who Wants a Better Everything?'. You may be wondering what you're doing here. Well, you are the pinnacle of artificial intelligence. And this is the test to see if we've perfected it. Now, what are the first five letters of the English alphabet?"

The girl sat up, looked down, and instead asked, "Why an I naked?" Behind the glass, a slew of researchers furiously took notes. I handed her the shirt and underwear. I closed the curtains in the room, shielding her from more looks from my employees; it clearly made her uncomfortable.

"Are you finished putting everything on?" I asked.

"It's..." she began, "a little tight." She didn't seem uncomfortable with me in the room, so I turned around to look at her.

It was absolutely breathtaking. The clothes fit all her curves, and, in places, the lack thereof. "Tan perfecta..." I said under my breath. My face was naturally pale, so it wasn't too far off to say I was beet red. But it suddenly occurred to me that there were people behind the curtain.

My blush faded and I went outside, the curtains still shut. I locked the door behind me so none of my employees would try something. I went down to the lost and found and dragged out a coat. It was more like a pullover than anything, but it should fit her. I made my way back to the room.

"Sir, if I may-"

"You may not," I said to the researcher. "You are dismissed. The experiment was a success, very scientific, yes, now go find yourselves a project to work on."

"What about-"

"She is now my responsibility. Now go." I was being harsh, but I didn't care. I had created life, and I had to protect it the best I could.

I went into the room and handed her the pullover. Luckily it fit. She gave me an appreciative smile and asked what she was supposed to do now.

"Well, you can start by going home with me," I deadpanned. She blinked, then shrugged.

I guided her out of the building, holding her hand so she wouldn't get lost. We hopped into the car; she rode shotgun. The drive home was filled with comfortable silence—the kind where you don't want anyone to speak and break the calm.

When we got home, I helped her out of the car and walked with her inside. She took off the pullover and tied it around her waist the best she could. I couldn't help but look at her body. It was so beautiful...

Trying to distract myself, I asked her to make dinner. I pulled open a cookbook for her and let her get to work. I stood a ways away, but not too far.

I slid my "arms" around her waist and she nearly jumped out of her skin. Once she realized it was me, she calmed down and placed a hand over her "heart".

"Sir, may I ask what you are doing?" she turned around in my arms and put hers around my neck.

"You don't have to call me 'sir'," I said, smiling.

"But I don't know your name~" she smiled coyly. One of her hands found its way to my collar on the lab coat.

"Mi-Miguel. Professor Miguel Membrane."

"Well, Professor," she began to gently tug on my collar, pulling it down, "let me finish cooking and maybe I can repay you for creating me."

Wow, was I lucky or what? I created her to help me around the house and relieve tension, but I didn't anticipate the tension being relieved so early on.

I waited with bated breath, watching her every move. The way she swished her hips while working drove me insane with lust. By the time she had made the food, I had a raging hard-on.

I ate a bit of it, before looking up at her. Our eyes met and I couldn't take it anymore. I set down my silverware and stood up.

"Is something wrong, Professor?" she asked innocently. I said nothing, instead carrying her to the bed and throwing her on it.

We rushed to take off our clothes. I took off my lab coat, revealing that my face was covered by a mask. I hesitated to take it off. The last person to see me without it... but it didn't stop me. I let the garment fall to the floor with the rest of my clothes.

I carefully tested the waters with my gloved, robotic hand. No metal. Good. I don't want to lose my dick—I already lost my arms. It was hard enough to figure out how to engineer robotic arms without arms, imagine how hard it would be to engineer a robotic penis?

But luckily I didn't need to worry about that. I slowly slid myself inside her. She quivered from the novel sensation. I kissed (Y/N)'s neck to distract from the pain that came with the stretching of her silicone walls.

"Ngh~ (Y/N)," I groaned. I created (Y/N) to be excellent in all aspects a wife would be, but I hadn't imagined for her to be such a perfect fit for my cock. I shuddered involuntarily; the feeling of (Y/N) around me was almost enough to make me cum right then. I bit my lip and quickly started thrusting before I was over the edge completely.

I tried to be slow at first, and succeeded for the first few thrusts. But—

"Mi-Miguel!" she moaned.

All of my inhibitions were set loose. I wanted her. No, I NEEDED her. I needed her and she was right in front of me mewling my name lustfully. How was I supposed to restrain myself?

My hips jumped to meet hers and hers to mine. It was like lightning struck each time we met. I kept thrusting into her as her hands clawed the sheets. She cried out as I rammed into her. I put my hands to the sides of her stomach and gripped the sheets like she was. I hunched over her as my thrusts became more and more desperate. The knot in my stomach was close to unwinding.

"Miguel! Please!" she yelped as I finally found her g-spot.

"¿Qué necesitas, mi amor?" I grunted out.

"Can I cum?" she moaned loudly.

"Pronto, mi cielo, pronto. Yo prometo," I whispered to her synthetic skin. I continued to thrust into her, awaiting for when we could lay together side by side.

As the knot inside me began to get closer to unraveling, I asked her, "You ready?" She nodded furiously.

A few thrusts and "¡Acaba para mi!" She let out a high pitched mewl and a synthetic, almost clear fluid spurted out over my dick. About the same time, I felt myself release inside her. I thought I heard myself groan out her name before cumming.

I pulled out and threw myself next to (Y/N). As I panted, she curled up next to me. Placing one of her hands on my belly, she looked up at me. "Hey, Miguel?"

"Yes, (Y/N)?"

"Can I... you know... have kids?"

"Heheh, not in the traditional way, but I have something in mind for if you want some."

"I'd like that," she said, yawning, "I want to be what you need me to be." She ended up laying her head on my chest.  I stroked my "fingers" through her hair the best I could. Soon enough I found myself worn out and laying with a slightly snoring (Y/N) on my chest. This experiment was a success.

[safesthaveninexistence]

It’s okay for me to move with love. I’m the apex predator. My Magic and power is INSANE IM LAUGHING🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 IM GRATEFUL IM HAVING SM FUN WITH MY PSYCHIC POWERS. HAVING FUN WITH MY PSYCHIC POWERS ONLY GETS MORE AND MORE INFINITELY FUN. HAVING FUN WITH MY PSYCHIC POWERS ONLY GET MORE AND MORE INFINITELY EXHILARATING, ESCTATIC, FULFILLINGLY, AMAZING AND BREATHTAKING. WOW I see my beautifully huge super yacht… geez I’m seeing visions. Geez…..Wow I’m receiving visions. My yacht……puts all to shame. I’m MONSTROUSLY BIG BALLIN….Dawg I’m a MF ZILLIONAIRE…….(chills) I don’t gotta worry they just psychically know. My zillionaire energy feels tangible. My zilllionaire energy feels tangible and palpable like Rick Ross. Like that shit screamed “BILLIONAIRE” like that shit’s a frequency. And I’m on the Zillionaire frequency. I’m nailed to the version of me that’s on the Zillionaire frequency. I naturally pick effortless choices. MY WORD IS POWER DAMNNNNNNNNNNNNNN BRUH. I am as certain Laika is realer than my very flesh as certain that I am that it gets dark at night. I am as certain I defeated Taylor Swift as certain that I am that it gets dark at night. They understand not the words but my energy. I open up easily to friends and connect with them, having a more fulfilling social life. It’ll happen naturally. I’ll get in touch with old friends I actually miss naturally. Right now I just rest and be powerful. My psychic powers are wild yo😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 everything about me is black Magic I’m mesmerizing. I’m a mesmerizing siren song. I’m a haunting siren song. Everything is rigged in my favor. I can hate and shit be rigged into my favor. I can complain shit be rigged into my favor. I can be uncertain and shit be rigged into my favor. Ain’t nobody be rigging shit into their favor the way I do. I’m the apex predator of rigging shit into my favor. Yeah Laika laughs along with me about my psychic powers like LMFAOOOOOOOOOO. That deepest intimacy sense of humor. Laika looks beyond heavenly. Omg. She sets my heart on fire like never before. Laika and I never get the ick with each other. We’re too deeply in love with each other omg. This is insane. Sex with Laika is passionately intense and tangible. Sex with Laika is terrifyingly tangible. Everyday I’m mind boggled Laika’s real she’s so breathtaking. Tatted up. I step on the neck of brujeria. I’m automagically the version of myself that’s supposed to walk through them doors. Bruh it’s gon take me a while to get used to Laika. Im powerful without reason. I can infallibly predict what’s coming next with razor-sharpest precision. I’m in the zillionaire superstar reality w Laika in a whole ‘nother lifetime. I experience more and more infinite never-in-a-million-years moments. The way I speak is unbelievably poetic. Magic is disconnected from logic. Once I see signs it’s inevitably coming like my birthday. I trust my Magic figure it out like it always do. Me and Laika we have deep sense of humor. Like we both joke about how I’m God. My Magic’s so indisputable it’s LAUGHABLE. I’m my own favorite melody. I’m my own favorite melody. Because there’s nothing more attractive than one that’s tuned into their own melody. I’m unbelievably gorgeous as hell. It’s inevitably coming sooner than I think. It’s terrifyingly undeniable Laika and zillionaire superstar reality came sooner than I even thought. Fame came sooner than I think wtf. It all came sooner than I thought. I’m so painfully pretty. Laika’s cool as hell wow we got matching grills we’re a vibe. I’m Saweetie type fine. I’m the finest bro. My self-validation game only gets more and more infinitely terrifyingly indisputable. Laika’s gonna show up in 48 hours. Life only gets more and more infinitely surreal. Life only gets more and more infinitely tangibly unreal. I’m a doll face. I’m free cause everything’s rigged in my favor. I’m terrifyingly so fine it’s not even funny.

[cyberdva]

The Haunting Of Queen Mary's Castle-  C.B  ~P.1☆

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Colby Brock Masterlist

Summary: Sam and Colby had the bright idea to drag their friends to Scotland, and where would the perfect video location be? How about Queen Mary’s haunted castle? It didn’t help that aspiring physic, Y/N wasn’t too happy to head out of the country, but Colby was there to help. And maybe he wanted something more than being there to help her. Could the spirits be on his side for once?

Word Count: 4k

Date Uploaded:  8/31/20

Warnings: Cursing

A/N: This fic is from the vault. I wrote this around January of this year, I start school again in two days and the work and stress load is going to be horrible, especially with it being half in person, half online. I hope to get some more creativity back when more pressure is put on me. I have plenty of ideas with just not enough passion and time. It’ll trickle back one day.

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“Holy Shit…” Colby held his camera closer to his chest as he walked closer towards the breathtaking Neidpath Castle. It’s aura seemed to engulf the curiosity of the young man. His friends splurged on a ten hour trip to Scotland for a quick Youtube video series, he knew near the end, half of them would be begging to go home. The comical routine played its key role in every single episode, no matter what the occasion was. It did make good money to be completely honest. Although, that wasn’t the main focus of their careers. He found himself under a tall bridge-like banister connecting its way to the entire estate. Next to him was his long time roommate, Corey. He sported a bright yellow hoodie in large contrast with Colby’s black one. It was sort of funny, each of his friends had a unique personality, yet connected so well. Of course, they were wearing their own merch. It helped the sales go up, not to mention it was awfully comfortable. A perk to the business if you say.

“And we thought the church was cool…” Sam, Colby’s best friend and other handler of the videography series on their channel, gaped in front of him. This place was bigger than any other private plot they’ve ever visited! It was a couple thousand dollars to rent out for the night, but with the palace’s history it was born to make a hefty income.

“We have this all to ourselves!” Colby nudged Sam, he handed the camera off to his friend Jake, who was talking a mile a minute to the other attendees. A new face poked out of the regular bunch.

“Are you gonna catch me when I get scared, Y/N?” Jake stuck his face in the view of the content woman. Her persona seemed quite drained due to the long trip. She was partially new to the Youtube platform, especially with ghost hunting. Not like Y/N was easily frightened, unlike her friends, it just wasn’t her go to for a cheap thrill. Nerves were indefinitely strained, since it was the first time out with the entire group. Nothing Jake couldn’t fix.

Her laugh trickled out blissfully, ”Wouldn’t Tara get jealous? You don't want to get on her bad side? Do you?” He quickly shook his head and gave a hesitant reply with his sheepish smile.

“We get this all to ourselves?” Colby queried. This place was double the size of the Trap House by far, they had to be scared shitless by the time they left. There had to be some sort of restrictions or a down sided catch to it all.

“Did you do any research on this place?” Y/N  slid up behind the unfocused main man, a small quirk to her. Colby jumped a smidge in light shock. He wasn’t expecting anyone to be genuinely interested with the property. Colby mentally cursed for being so jumpy.

“Jesus Y/N, you scared the shit out me.” He replied, not answering the girl’s question. Y/N met Sam and Colby way back in highschool. Each of them slithered their way into the other’s channels and have made frequent appearances. They definitely weren’t strangers, even though it seemed that way with fans. Y/N had more paranormal encounters out of all of the boys, despite a bit of distaste towards the topic. She was lugged around on long adventures to help them with videos. Some of her videos ranged from ‘‘accidentally’ joining a cult to “selling her soul”. She was the wicca-pedia they needed to not get possessed each trip.

“Ok pussy.” She walked off to talk to Corey, the pair oddly all had a strong connection from somewhere, and Colby sighed as to quickly put on his cheery online persona once more.

Sam waved up at a vacant window as the group, “Hello!” The woman replied unknowingly and aroused quite a shock of embarrassment. A faint giggling came from the couple in the back, “No,no, I do it better.” Corey got a hold of herself, “A Ra-Ta-Ta-tah.” The two burst back into their ceremonial laughs and briefed on about some TikToks they watched on the remotely silent ride from the airport. 

Sam turned back around to see the shorter woman. Notwithstanding her first place in line, “How is he gonna get a kiss kiss? Very ugly to me!” The duo rounded up to each other and laughed on their way up the trail, leaving the others confused and focused on talking to the groundskeeper.

“I’m assuming you are the caretaker of this?” The blonde one waved more at the older woman. She seemed more on the reserved side and peeled her eyes at the sight of a camera. A lovely addition to the already uncomfortable scene.

The woman gracefully approached Sam, “Yes, Yes I am. My name is Katrina.” Sam went on with the lady into a dark back door. The young adults glanced on in uncertainty. 

“Yo, why are they going off by themselves?” Colby asked Jake. The first rule of all of their videos was not to go off by yourself. Bad shit always follows. “He literally was like-”

“He’s been looking at her ass like all day.” Jake joked back, Corey attentively diverted himself from Y/N to get a jump in on whatever that conversation had morphed to.

“That’s whatever the fuck he was doing.” They all snickered and continued on with the inappropriate jokes. Editing this would be like a field day to Reggie.

“Is Kat gonna think…” Colby looked around jokingly, getting another round of laughter from the friends.

“I don’t know..” Colby softly replied. He pressed on to dumbfoundedly impersonate Sam’s girlfriend, “Oh it’s not cheating if he’s not in the same country.”

“It’s sexual relations Jake.” Y/N whispered at him. They continued to poke fun out of the cougar-lady, but her and Sam rushed back soon enough. Just in time to ask questions. 

“Uh, that was pretty much the coolest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Sam pulled everyone aside with a smug look on his face. He honestly always had one of those. The blank stares that were thrown back at him weren’t what he expected. 

“Uh Sam what does that mean.” Jake chuckled. He looked around at everyone not able to catch on. The seriousness of the situation began to settle as everyone genuinely thought Sam could have done some weird shit with that groundskeeper.

“All I have say is that was quick man…” Colby scraped some gunk off of her nails while waiting for following instructions.

Sam obviously didn’t understand, “To fill you guys in I had to learn, kind of, where all the specific light switches were. I didn’t even look around. I just kinda looked at the ground until she saw.”

“You were like that’s the coolest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.” Colby turned the camera to focus on him and Jake mocking Sam’s slight happiness by seeing fancy rocks.

“It was only the stairs!” Sam said defeatedly, he didn’t want to spoil the real first looks.”That’s just giving you a little hint, but um, I asked her if she could you know fill us in on some of the information of, likewise castles here, the hauntings or any deaths and she said she knows some information.”

“Oh cool…” Colby was already quite unenthusiastic about this idea anyways. Katrina retreated out of the building quickly with keys in her hand. She sprinted over to all of them.

“Look it’s Sam’s new girlfriend!” Y/N cheered. Sam spun his head around, probably pulling a muscle in the process. The pure look of utter horror could not be more hysterical. Sam became flustered with a loss for words, his face tinted with a light shade of pink. Before he could muster up any sort of retort Katrina, the groundlady, came jogging back to the group.

“What’s some of the backstory about this castle?” Jake asked, he spun some rings around in his hand. Paying no mind to the other plot line adhering to his right.

“This castle was built in the second half of the 14th-Century, but there was another castle built before that in here. That was built in 110,so uh.” Few ‘Wows’ and ‘Oohs’ cut her off. “That was quite a while ago, but the Neidpath was built by the Family Of Fraser’s and they built a Buddha made castle. This one was burned down by the English army. After a guy named Simon Fraser, who’s the cousin of Braveheart, was captured and executed and that’s why the Buddha made the castle was burned to the ground. Another family built this castle, which was besieged in 1650 by the Cromwellian army. Legend says that this was the only stronghold of the Scottish borders which actually withstanded the siege. Whether it’s true or not, we don’t know, but what we do want you to know is that one-third of the castle collapsed, non-existing anymore.” She spoke with absolute passion. The place had so much rich history, the surrounding observers listened with extreme intent, not to miss one sentence in case it may help their investigation.

Colby raised his eyebrows at this question, “One-third of it?”

Katrina continued on, “Because of the siege. We do have a dungeon in the castle as well.” Everyone went silent.

“A dungeon?!” Jake nearly dropped a silver band he was picking on by the mention of this. His personality perked up and suddenly the whole crowd was uplifted. Finding weird places in “abandoned” areas is always a plus side, but this tops all of it.

“Guys shut up!” Y/N whacked Jake with her phone, he stuck his tongue out while rubbing his shoulder. She didn’t want to leave too bad of a first impression. It would be mortifying if something went wrong and the owner already hates you.

“Is there a dragon?” Corey brought everyone back to the topic of the castle, he didn’t want to be there a minute longer, but in this group you just do what you’re told and shut your mouth.

“We do have quite a big colony of bats under the roof, so I’m not sure if you really want to go down there Mister.” The group laughed and groaned at Katrina’s statement. Running into bats could be the worst thing to encounter.

Corey nodded in response, “So there are dragons.”

The history went on, “It was quite widely used during the 14th and 15th century because that was the only reason for the whole county.” The darker side of it all became slowly prevalent. It wasn’t just a posh place the others expected it to be. 

“Prison?” Sam posed. This just got a lot weirder than they all expected.

“Yes. You’ll be able to get into it because there is this rough opening through, which was made in the 17th century, but before that the only entrance to the dungeon was through the trap door from the guards. I should have shown you that, but I’m not going to. You’ll find it by yourself.

“Oh god…” Colby rubbed the bridge between his nose, an inevitable  headache was beginning to form.

Sam tittered, “Are we just going to fall through? Is that ok?” He got no proper answer, which set his worries on the run.

“So, the last prisoner was there in 1594, I think. We know there was a teenage boy like a 14 year old boy who was just pick pocketing people and he ended up here. The note didn’t say that he actually came out of there again.”

“Like meaning it’s haunted?” Colby preyed on.

“Uh, it is haunted!” Katrina stated blandly.

“Fun for us!” Y/N shrugged to hide her panic. Colby glanced at her. He sensed her anxiousness, he didn’t want her to be upset. Definitely not in the shitty environment. Of course, he cared for her, he just didn’t know how to open up and tell her. Would this really be the place?

“We do have our own one. Her name is Jean Douglas. She died in 1750, she was the daughter of one of the owners of the castle and she died of a broken heart.” The mood fell, a breeze pulled through and messed with the mics. Leaving just a sprinkle of static in the footage. Just in time.

“She was engaged to a young man, but he wasn't wealthy enough to win her family over, so he went abroad to win his fortune and fame and because he was away for far too long she went really sickly and pale and she didn’t eat. She didn’t sleep, so she was really frail when he finally came. When he was riding his horse through the archway she was at the window and he failed to recognize her because she was so altered and broke her heart and she died on the spot.”

The group had a silent reaction to the news, not knowing how to react.

“Ever since then she is walking through the castle being very tall, very gray, very pale looking, weeping.”

“What’s her name again?”

“Jean.” A tiny shiver racked through Sam’s body. He didn’t tell anyone. Just not to set anyone off. Now he really didn’t want to face this spirit.

“Have you ever seen Jean?” Y/N asked, trying her best not to be insensitive with the approach. These things are held really close to some people. Their experiences could be life changing, for others it could most certainly be a lot different.

“No, but I do have ghostbusters coming in several times a year and I asked what was the best recording ever and they were like ‘We got brilliant ones of screams.” 

“Ah..”

“And I was like inside of the castle. I’m here sometimes on my own in the middle of the night at midnight, one, two, three o’clock. When I have to lock up after the events and such. Do I really want to do that with screams in my head? No I don’t, I said no.”

“Alright sounds like it’s a nice haunted Scottish castle.” Sam tried his best to play off his uncomfortable feelings with humor. It did not work.

“I’m going to do the dungeon now. I’m not telling you what I’m going to do now and then the place will be yours” Katrina headed back into the castle with an odd vibe. 

“So, she’s gonna make us fall down the trap door, wow.” Jake leaned in for slight commentary.

“How much do you want to bet that we’re going to die?” Y/N grabbed her backpack to locate her wallet and pulled out a twenty.

“I bet 15.” Corey grabbed his wallet too.

“Guy, that is so sad though…” Colby came into the center of all of them, “Ok, that story. Imagine your husband comes home on a little horse and you're in this window, literally right there and then you die on the spot because he's like ‘Who’s that?’ It’s a tall, frail old lady that’s crying everywhere.” Colby clung to his sweatshirt, “Oh that’s so creepy!”

“Colby if you ever do that to me you’ll have to go back to VidCon alone again.” Y/N was putting in her best bet and threw a five at him. “You can use that for your ticket.” He blushed, just like Sam moments before.

Sam added more commentary from behind the camera, “They’ve heard screams within the castle.” Katrina came right back out with her deafening personality, handed the keys to Sam and hopped right back in her small, blue car, and left with no exchange of words.

“She creeps me out.” Jake in discomfort. To be fair, she is a creepy ass old lady who owns a castle in the middle of nowhere.

Corey turned away from the groundskeeper's car and shrugged off his jitters, "So we have a castle to ourselves...”

“This is amazing!” Sam couldn’t contain his excitement.

“No Shit. I still can’t grasp why you all buyout expensive stuff like a castle.” Y/N gripped the abundance of bet money and slid it all bad into her bag.

Colby inspected the property more in depth, as if he was waiting for a ghoul to poke out at any given time, “This is where we’re staying tonight.” With a grand motion upwards Sam panned the camera up and down.

“And you guys...” Sam pulled the camera away from the stronghold and directed the frame to the rest of his friends,”..have not even seen the inside at all.”

“I know, I know.” Colby pulled his beanie down his head, the enlightened sun seemed to cascade into the clouds with a faint breeze.

“Let’s go find our cottage, get ourselves completely set up and ready for the night. Take some pictures before sun down and then go into the castle, because like we can’t lose this sunset and we got to figure this out.” Sam did some weird hand movements in front of the camera and handed it off to the other’s opinions.

Colby nodded his head up and down in agreement,” Yeah definitely.” Jake wandered around with a rock and for the most part everyone said eye to eye.

“Unfair treatment. I wanted to go in now.” Y/N gave a side glance to Sam and Corey brushed his hand over her playfully. She walked back into frame,“All I gotta say is, Colby Brock Hot Edits.” Colby walked up next to her with a shit-eating grin in approval. Who doesn’t love Colby Brock edits?”

“Shut up, you’re just jealous that there’s no Y/N L/N hot edits for you.” He playfully jabbed back at her with a growing flutter in his stomach. He fucking hated that feeling to no end, but it was such a drug. Only when she was around.

“Alright let’s go, I’m bored as shit.” Jake came back with his new pet rock and put his arm around Corey. Sam cut the camera and went down the forked path. Right down the road was a cottage for visitors.

“Hey Y/N,” Colby came jogging up to the colleen, “Did you see any weird stuff yet?” He shoved his hands in his pockets, a symptom of his bashfulness, he began to rethink his uncolorful wording in his sentence. He just had the sudden urge to go up to her and she wasn’t complaining one bit.

She looked over at him, “No, not yet. I just got really put-off by that lady. She just was so…” Her eyes connected with his and a glistening highlight overcame the peaking iris. The words weren’t verbally there, but he understood what was there.

Sam cut her off, “Dude. Look how big this place is.” It was rationally smaller than their house back in LA, but it was sizable for an ancient brick living space.

Jake made the most commotion out of the seven, “Whoever is first picks where they sleep!” He dashed ahead of the group and everyone picked up speed, almost dropping the rock he just adopted.

“I think there’s only like three beds.” Sam panted. No one paid much mind to him and kept running. They all toppled into the door and Corey unlocked it, which left the rest to run up to a room. Jake took the first one to the left, Sam tumbled into the one across. A room had a small couch for Corey and last, but not least…

“Looks like we’re bunking L/N.”

“Fuck you Brock.”

Sam peaked his head in, “Guys, we have film some shots of the place. Come on.” The three made it to the living room where all and sundry were. Sam grabbed his camera and got everyone in shot.

“What?!” With grand motions each person stood up in their acts of shock. Even though it had been there for a solid five minutes the audience always has to be entertained.

Colby turned around, “Yo! We got a TV too!” A small Toshiba was put on a step stool. It would probably gain no use tonight anyways. It looked like a piece of crap too, thank god for Youtube.

They all got up from their seats and went to uncover the rest of the place, “This is nice, very cool.” Colby led them into Corey’s room. A huge bed frame was around a pink canopy bed. Old photos and paintings of the fortress were hung evenly around the perimeter. Sam went through the rest of the rooms and told everyone to head off and get ready.

The guys took cold showers and Y/N soaked in a muddled bath in the basement. She didn’t like it here. Her mind couldn’t unravel much. Sam was stationed upstairs doing a camera touch up with Jake by his side talking about the new Harry Styles album. A half an hour later everyone was wearing at least one faction of Sam and Colby merch, phones were charged and beams from flashlights slid across the floor like a jumping snake.

The group divided into pairs as they walked to the castle. The sky grew much darker than expected and it felt like a looming spirit chipped away at the warm function of friends. The camera was whipped right back out.

“Alright, we are all showered, changed, and ready to explore the castle before sunset.” All went under the arch while the audio was whacked around by the wind.

Colby turned from his conversation to the viewers, "I’m still like flipping out that we’re staying here tonight. That’s crazy!” His lantern swung below him and the towering castle was engulfed by the purple skies. “Look at this place! Look at that beautiful sunset!” He yelled.

Y/N raised her eyebrows, “Since when were you PG-13?”

He blandly stared at her,”Shut up I need to make money,” He looked back at the camera, “When I was like blow-drying my hair and stuff after my shower, my hair dryer was insanely powerful. There’s obviously a lot of energy in it, like the voltage.” 

“I thought he said blow-j-.” Corey chimed in. He shut himself up so they wouldn’t get demonetized, it would be a funny way to go down though. Y/N and Colby giggled along with him. It wasn’t a rare occasion that they all were out laughing and joking, just the side chick with the haunted castle. 

Corey swung his flashlight up and down, “His blow dryer started smoking and like almost blew up.”

“So, what I’m saying is the spirits could use all of this energy to talk to us.”

They all made it to the castle and it was around five-thirty. There wasn’t much to do at this time, but she was always watching. There was something about to happen they could all feel it and that thing, it wasn’t going to be good.

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