#yall are going to have to help me circulate it please | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

your-garden-rose · 2 years

Text

SELFISH

Note: Hey yall, I’m so glad you all liked the first part of it!!!! I’m sorry this took so long as I was stuck on developing the plot :’D I hope y’all like this part <33

TW: Minor cusses, minor verbal abuse, mentions of Whipping, if I left something let me know please <33

Taglist: @crystal-yukio , @ruler-of-hades , @onigirinchanowo , @ellie3467 , @k1ngan0n

Ch 2 : What a pathetic waste of space

You clutched your cheeks in pain, the sound of the slap still ringing in your ears as you sat in the party that day. You merely held back the tears forming in your eyes as you tried to distract yourself, you drunk more and more and continued to get wasted throughout the night to get your mind off of it. You focused on your friends and it helped, for a while, that is. It was then you got a notification from your DDD. You opened it to find a text from Lucifer and the prince.

[LUCI]: Don’t bother coming home brat, Cecilia is crying, she’s going to spending the rest of her year in your room. I really don’t care where you will be staying at.

[PRINCE]: I heard what happened to Cecilia today, I’m really conflicted here between both you and Cecilia Mc. Do better.

You immediately slammed the DDD in anger as you dangled it from a balcony. It was then a succubus joined you as you grabbed a bottle from her. “Heard about what happened today.” “Mmhm.” You nodded. “Does it still hurt?” “The slap?” “Not as bad as it did earlier. The mark is still there though.” The succubus inspected it and placed a cooling spell on it. “Those guys really are assholes. Aren’t they?” “I thought you all liked them?” “Nah. I dated one of em for a while, they really think they are all that.” “Damn.” “I liked you better you know” she stated, you turned to her, surprised. “Didn’t you act rude towards me Lamia?” “Yea but that was before you know. You’re so much cooler now, fuck them. You know, most of RAD likes you. Like literally wants to date you.” “I knew that.” You chuckled and drunk more. “Say, you gonna go back to the HoL after this?” “Fuck no. I’m never stepping foot in that place.” “Where will you be staying then?” “I was gonna as you if I could stay over” “sure Mc, I’d love to have you over as a housemate.” “Thanks Lamia” she smiled brushing a stray hair off your face. “Mc?” “Yeah?” “What about revenge?” “Oh I know exactly how to get revenge on those beings.” “And what’s that?” “It’s easy. No one likes them that much, people are only leeching off their popularity. In short. They are NOTHING when you strip off their popularity you know. And that’s where I come into play.” “What exactly will you do?” “Lamia? You are an editor right along side Mephistopheles, right?” “Yea?” “Circulate this to everyone, except the demons and the angels and that sorcerer.” You stated as you handed her some mildly controversial photos. “Spread this as much as you can, but this should not fall into the hands of those bastards. Am I clear?” She nodded as she went through the material carefully. “I’ll make sure Mc.” “Thanks.” You smiled. Lamia was one “friend” who you were sure of that she would be of use to you due to her influence and wealth and status. “I’ll be giving you material over the days. They will slowly go from mild to extremely controversial gossips and rumours and sometimes even video footages.” “I understand Mc.” “Good.” It was then someone called you both to play a game of spin the bottle which led to you both being paired up in almost all games. It was, during, truth or dare, however, that she confessed to you which led to a sweet kiss between you both. The night ended with you both stumbling to a near by room and spending the night together. However, it was the next day that was actually enjoyable.

You purposely went late to RAD, so you could see the starting humiliation those bastards would face. You calmly walked to class and didn’t bother greeting the prince as you used to, leaving him stunned yet a little bit angry at your behaviour. Not even Lucifer’s angry glare could stop you from walking calmly to class. You went in and the professor excused you in the class immediately much to Satan’s and Cecilia’s surprise. “Professor?” Spoke Cecilia which erupted some “ugh” and groans around the class. “What do you need?” “Why are they here?” “They attend this class?” “But they are late! Shouldn’t they be whipped or something?” She asked, as the mood in the class darkened as Cecilia shifted uncomfortably in her seat, unsure of what she had just started. It was then the professor, while glaring along with the others, spoke up“Cecilia, mind your business. It will be good for your own safety around here.” Warned the professor due to which she immediately piped down and looked like she was about to cry at any given moment. You only smirked as you made your way up to your seat. The rest of the class, you noticed as the students now snickered at Satan. All you heard was “did you see that?” “What a loser really.” And “didn’t expect from Satan himself you know” you immediately smiled as you noticed Satan shift uncomfortably in his seat as he balled his fists to prevent another outburst. Cecilia was not any better either. The rumours surrounding her was way more vicious. You heard as everyone called her a “slut”, a “cheap whore”, and whatnot. It was then the bell rang and you immediately ran and joined hands with Lamia who was equally excited as she too returned your enthusiasm. “Mc! You’ll never guess how the entirety of RAD reacted!!!” “How?” “Everyone is talking about those pictures you know? Mephistopheles was happy considering he finally had something against Lucifer after a long long time. He really owes you one!” She smiled as she explained. “Also, I kinda missed you a lot you know…” “I did too. Let’s go home and cuddle shall we? You have worked hard for me after all.” “Okay!” She skipped and walked off. It was then you passed by Lucifer, who seemed on edge too, seems like the rumours were affecting him too. You let go of Lamia’s hand and grabbed his tie and forced him to kneel. His angry expression was fun to see. You then leaned closer and whispered in his ear

“What a pathetic waste of space…”

You whispered and left, as you noticed Lucifer widen his eyes in anger, you did note that there was some noticeable sadness in his eyes, you only smirked as you dropped his tie and walked away with Lamia while laughing and thinking about your next scheme. Their days were only about to get a lot lot worse after this. They had no idea the things you had in store for them and you smiled, excited about the days to come. Seems like this was going to be one hell of a year you won’t ever regret

<- ->

#obey me replaced mc au #replaced mc au #obey me x mc #Manipulative! Mc au #obey me oc x mc #𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣 ❣︎

634 notes · View notes

iamknicole · 7 months

Text

Where is Chapter 5?

**the final answer to this is at the end but pls read the whole thing**

As I've told the anons that asked, I was letting the last four chapters circulate and getting them shared and what not before I posted the new chapter. I get likes and messages about how much ppl love the fic however, there are barely any reblogs/comments that do not come from me & my friend.

Thank you all to everyone who HAS reblogged and commented! I appreciate yall!

Giving this content for free solely because I love writing fanfics. It's one of the areas that my writing doesn't have to be completely polished, I can do it however and whenever I want and share just because. But with the lack of interaction it's hard to continue with that whereas writers with paid content gets pushed and supported. It's like why aren't we pushing F R E E content as much as paid? I'm sure we all love F R E E but it's not reflecting.

I'm working on a change in the next few months with my fics and such to help with pushes for my content. I can't wait to share with yall the changes!

Along with trying to push my content more before i post, life has been a WHIRLWIND! I won't get into it cause yall not here for that but some not so good things and some absolutely amazing things and opportunities so that's also apart of why there's been a hold up on Chapter 5.

I turned on tipping for my posts as well if anyone wants to tip my chapters! Totally don't have to but all is appreciated!

Below is the answer yall came for!

And when reblogging please, please use my tags and any tags you wanna add!

👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽

As I've said before Saturday is my update day and I'm aiming to have Chapter 5 done for this Saturday before (or after) I go to Disney on Ice. If not this Saturday, then next Saturday!

Also be on the lookout for a poll for a soon to come fic!

Thank you for all the support!

Special shout out to @annoyedkayah2395 ! No matter what she supports my works! ... even if she's a troll😂😂😂😂

#AAO #AAO Update #zilla fatu #zilla & moriah #the samoan dynasty

18 notes · View notes

onceuponaroast · 10 months

Text

So small update for yall: after a fainting spell at work (I'm fine) I finally bit the bullet and got a smart watch to monitor my heart and went to see my doctor again. Turns out that ~130 is Not a normal resting heart rate, and neither is spiking wildly from 80-120 just because of like. Standing.

So we're doing some more testing for symptoms I thought we'd gotten figured out like. 4 years ago. Which on one hand is nice to get closure and some answers (hopefully) but on the other hand has fucking terrifying implications, because before I thought I just had some chronic pain but that if I pushed hard enough I could exercise and get my body back to being active and normal eventually. Now that we have reason to believe it's heart and blood circulation related, it's a lot less likely.

Like it is nice to know that I'm not just weak and these symptoms aren't normal, but it's also hard to grasp the fact that that means everything I do is going to be harder and more dangerous than for healthier people, and that there's not much I can do about it.

Right now my doctor is looking into POTS, and they're having me get more blood drawn again (I thought we were done with that). I'm also going to wear a heart monitor for a bit which will be neat. I'll try to update yall with any official news but I also want to say for all the other people who might (like me) not realize: despite what funny memes on the internet may tell you, feeling dizzy when you stand up too fast is not normal. Feeling nauseous or light headed when you stand for too long is not normal. Vision bluring/blacking out and feeling like you're going to faint because you walked up one flight of stairs is not normal. Swollen red feet after walking too long is not normal. And finally, uncontrollable sweating/burning hot face even if the rest of your body feels fine or the room temperature is mild is also not normal.

I love you so much, please don't try and just push through it because you think you're just weaker. Get help if you can afford it, and keep pushing if doctors blow you off. You're worth it.

#fi talks #i thought i was just like #out of shape #and that's why i was always out of breath/sweaty/ why exercising was so hard #but noooooo my blood just fuckin loves to pool in my feet ig #now they're gonna strap me to a table and flip me around like a pancake i guess #(a tilt table test-very common for pots testing)#at least my manager is absolutely amazing and helped me out when i was unconscious on the office floor #anyway #tw medical #tw medical gaslighting #medical #physical health #pots #postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome #yayyyy #i miss dancing #i miss hiking. biking. rollerblading #i miss being active

9 notes · View notes

modern-vellichor · 2 years

Note

hi!! can i request a frank castle x reader fic where he takes his anger out on the reader and he feels so guilty when he notices they’re scared that reader ends up being the one having to comfort him

you guys r sick and twisted for wanting to read this. come gets yalls juice

Frank heaved before you. He locked the door behind him. He was dripping blood on your floor. You sighed. You reached out, hand open. Frank hesitated, his hand took yours and you moved to pull him into the bathroom, but he pulled away from you.

"Go back to sleep," he grunted.

"Let me help," you pleaded, trotting after Frank like a lost puppy.

"Go back to bed."

"Frankie," you begged. "Please, I want to help."

He stopped in his tracks. You raised a hand. The plan was to knead at the knots in his shoulders until he let you help. But he turned around and caught your wrist in an iron-grip before you could touch him. He held your wrist so tight that it was cutting off blood circulation.

He turned you around, never letting go if your wrist. With your arm twisted behind your back, Frank walked you through the apartment until you reached your bedroom. He threw you onto the bed and you scrambled to press your back against the headboard. You shook. You trembled. Frank fumed.

"When I give you an order," he huffed. "You follow the goddamm order."

"Yes," you squeaked.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, sir."

He was going red. You could tell that he was holding back, about to burst. You shut your eyes and took a deep breath. The dam was about to break. At least you were somewhat prepared. Frank stalked around the bed to where you were sitting. He gripped your cheeks in one bloodied hand, forcing you to meet his gaze. His grip was hurting you.

"You're not my fucking nurse," he seethed through gritted teeth. "I don't need to be followed around by some dumb fucking puppy because she's too stupid to realise that I don't need her."

you began to cry. Silent, wordlessly. It was nothing more than tears rolling down your cheeks. Your lip trembled. You shook, out of fear or shock, you don't know.

"you hear that?" He let go of your face. "I don't need you."

Maybe it was shock that fueled Frank's actions. Maybe it was fear, or lingering anger from whatever fights had been fought. But as Frank began to calm down, and he saw tears staining your cheeks. When he saw the way you shook, but still reached out for his hand. When he saw the fear in your eyes, but felt the love in your touch. All the anger faded away, and the weight of his words hit him. You had stopped crying, but Frank had broken down.

He collapsed onto the bed. You pulled his head into your lap and cradled him. You picked your sleeve and wiped away some of the dirt and blood caked on his face. You had never seen Frank cry. It was a violent sob. You didn't cry, you didn't comfort him. You just held him. You cradled him. You rocked him. You never wanted to see him cry again.

You continued to clean his face as he cried. He buried his head into your hips and hid his face from view. At some point you managed to pull him up the bed. You unlaced his boots for him, shed his bloodstained pants. You pulled his blood soaked shirt over his head. You pulled the duvet out from under his broad back and curled up next to him. You placed his head gently into the crook of your neck and he hid there. He felt safe there. You knew he'd never hurt you.

"I didn't mean to hurt you," he whispered.

"I didn't even get hurt."

414 notes · View notes

swtki · 2 years

Text

NSFW Headcannons - P.P

Pairing: Tobey! Peter Parker x Fem! Reader

Warnings: 18+ content, sex, minors DNI, overstim, crying, Sub Peter, fem dom, pegging, face sitting, swearing obv, dry humping, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, porn watching, praise kink (m), oral sex (m+f), male fucking female w strapon, orgasm denial, pet names (baby), degrading, let me know if I’ve missed any!

A/N: I am just very horny lol.

Okay as I’ve said in a prev post, this boy is the biggest sub!

He aims to please, in any way he can.

When you first started dating he was so needy and wanted to touch you in any way he could.

He always had your hand in his.

He also always bought you dinner, held doors open, real gentleman shit.

You both prob met after the whole venom thing, so he’d already had some experience with Mary Jane.

He had had sex before, but it wasn’t that good if he were honest.

He always tried to play the big bad wolf when in reality he needed to be one of the three little pigs.

The whimpers he made during make out sessions, the way he parted his pink lips to let out a moan when your pelvises touched, despite them being interrupted by your respective pants.

It all clued you into what he needed.

Peter knew he loved you the moment you pushed him on his bed and lowered yourself to his jeans.

“You don’t have to-“

“But I want to, Pete.”

fuck, that was the best blowjob he had ever had.

he writhed and moaned under your touch, causing you to push his hips down.

“Baby, m’gonna cum. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna..” he babbled, barely coherent.

You let him finish in your mouth, then slowly let it drip down your naked body.

Yeah, he loved you.

While he loved seeing his cock in your mouth, he loved seeing you use his mouth as a seat more.

He absolutely adores the way you taste.

His tongue is so hot and so wet, and he’s so skilled with it too.

His favorite thing is when you cum on his face, grinding onto his mouth while he laps it all up.

He also really loves watching you ride him.

He just lays there like “huh I really am the most lucky dude 😌” Meanwhile you’re grasping onto whatever you can to help prop your body upright.

He is a slut for dirty talk. Specifically when it’s directed towards him.

“such a good boy, letting me use him and his cock. Why’re you trembling baby? I believe in you baby, come on I wanna see you cum all over that pretty belly of yours.”

He probably yelps when he cums.

Also he def enjoys getting pegged.

He saved up his money to buy a strapless strap on (it vibrates) <3

Fucking him in doggy style made him go a bit feral.

I also think he would enjoy overstim

like he’s already cum 3 times that night and you will not give his poor cock a break.

You just keep tugging on it no matter how much he yelps and squirms.

Peter in subspace- whew! lemme just tell yall-

Man loses any sense of time or place

He’s sitting there like 😵‍💫

You’ve probably had to help him put on boxers, help him to the bath, help him drink water, stuff like that.

Also I just wanna slide in that you forced him to watch porn by your side but he wasn’t allowed to touch himself, you were.

He also got an idea from said porn.

He puts on the normal strapon, and fucks you like he’s using his real dick.

He mostly just likes the degrading part.

“Yeah, this fake cock is fucking me better than your tiny little one does” its not tiny, its bigger than the strap tbh

His little heart breaks when he can’t feel your insides but he can feel your arousal on his lower stomach.

Its all worth it, because at the end of the night, if he’s been a good boy, he’ll get a reward.

Usually a blowjob but sometimes another round of him fucking you, only with his cock.

In conclusion: Tobey! Peter is a sub point blank periodt ✋🏻😌

Please reblog my work! Likes are cool but they do not help my work circulate!

#tobey!peter parker #tobey maguire smut #tobey! peter parker x reader #peter 2 #peter 2 x reader #tobey maguire x you #tobey maguire spiderman fic #Peter 2 smut #Spiderman 2002 fanfiction #spiderman 2004 smut #sub! peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker smut #peter parker x reader smut #Marvel smut #marvel fanfiction

920 notes · View notes

kakashifanrp · 3 years

Note

38 and 64 angst secret relationships with Kakashi please ❤️

AN: I hope you like it 🥰 Thank you soo much 💜

Prompts

64 - " YOU'RE FUCKING MARRIED! TO ME!"

38 - "Do you even still love me?"

A missunderstanding

" YOU'RE FUCKING MARRIED! TO ME!" His voice were raised, close to yelling at this point." WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT!?" Kakashi's hands where thrown up in the air, almost defeated as the talk had really turned into a fight at this point.. Even having the calm and collected copy ninja's blood boiling. This was not what you wanted when you decided to go to his place, not at all. "on paper we are, yes.. But thats mostly it, Kakashi" You explained calmly.

He had been off for two months at this point, distant and avoiding you. Offcourse you wanted to know why, and check up on him in case it was just another situation where he needed some space.. But this seemed very different, to a point that you had never seen the man acting like this. "What do you mean by that? You think I would marry just anyone in this village?" The annoyence was clear in his voice. "You can't blame me for being worried, I have seen you twice in two months.." Why he would be annoyed for having someone check up on him was beyond you. If you had known the conversation would turn out like this, you would have stayed home and not bothered."I have been busy, what else do you want me to say?"

"Busy is one thing, But two months straight without hearing a word or even see your face other than in the streets are not common, Kakashi.." It was not like you had anyone to talk to about this either.. He wanted this as secret as possible and you agreed, because well.. You still don't know why you did. The only thing that showed a marriage between you two were a pice of paper.. No name changes, shared appartment or anything. "What is a marriage, Kakashi? Can you answer me that?" You wanted to go off, yell, scream everything, but you knew that would only make everything worse between you two at least now. "Are you really asking me something that stupid?" His voice went dangerously low as he watched you with narrowed eyes.

"I do" offcourse questioning him is stupid, at least when he has made a decision, you knew that. This was something you needed to hear, from him, in person. "apperantly it is just a piece of paper" The mocking in his clear annoyed voice made your chest clench in a painful way. The fights you two have had before used to be stupid.. Like who should make dinner, and at which appartment were yall sleeping in for the night.. But this was different.. "I didn't come to fight with you, Kakashi.." Your voice were breaking, you could not hold you mask on for too long. "It sure seems like it was, I told you I was tired and things have been busy!" Not even a knife could cut throught the tension in his appartment right now, it was suffercating at this point.

"Busy with what? Because I know it isn't missions. Is things acting up again? What is it?" You almost wanted to beat it out of him, something was off and he refused to even try to talk with you about it. "just leave before I say things I know I will regret, I am not doing this today" You could see how tense he was and how his jaw clenched was a sign he was starting to get more than annoyed.. This was a warning. You couldn't help yourself, even in a situation like this. It had been eating you up for the past month. "Do you even still love me?" It slipped out, like a small whisper. "leave, now.." He didn't need to say it a third time as you just nodded and walked out off his appartment.

It was allready late when you left his appartment.. And it was in the middle of the winter season. Your head was spinning from all the thoughts circulating from the encounter with your soo called husband. Why wouldn't he talk to you? Was the point of having this secret marriage and all just a escape soo it would be easier to just divorce you when he felt like it? It was not like it was any other commitments in this relationship.. It hadn't been for quite a while. Offcourse you had exused it over and over, just like you did in the beginning.. And the questions you needed him to answer the most he just put aside like nothing.

You sighed softly as you walked down the streets, passing by your own appartment. If you went home right now you knew it would just be a bad night and honestly you did not want to make this day more shitty than what it allready was. Even the cold air was not enough to calm your nerves.. Which it should have been, since you didn't even bother taking your jacket on when you left his appartment. You wanted out as fast as possible, not wanting to have a breakdown in front of him. That would have been embarrassing, at least after how the conversation turned out.. Yeah, a breakdown would been pathetic..

You didn't know how long you walked around in the streets for.. But at least it was long enough to calm down a little bit, or soo you thought. It very well could be that you were turning into ice at this point too. You looked up at the clocktower, seeing it was 3 am allready. Meaning 4 hours had passed since you left Kakashi's place. It was first now you started to realise the pain from the cold.. Like small needles were penetraiting your skin with each movement, a clear sign you had been out too long in the cold and should go home before you actually get a frostbite or even worse.

Since it was soo quiet in Kohona this late at night you felt like you were bothering the sleeping villagers just by walking with how loud the snow sounded with each step. You tried the best you could to walk more soundlessly the rest of the way, not wanting your steps to echo in the street. You stopped in front of your door, almost cursing as it hurts to move your arm to the pockets. You quickly unlocked your door and stepped inside and turned on the lights. The heat felt painful against your cold body, making you wince a bit at the sudden contact before you pulled the shoes off and walked inside.

You stopped as you noticed your jacket at the counter, making you narrow your brows as you looked at it. You could have sworn you left it at his place. You shaked your head and sighed, and walked into the bedroom and got the nightgown before walking to the bathroom to fill the bathtub. You got everything ready, making sure towel, bathrobe and all were ready soo you didn't need to run around after the bath.

When the water was filled you turned it off and started to remove your sweater. "Are you ignoring me now?" The sudden voice startled you, making you scream and loose the footing as you closed your eyes when you noticed the bathtub coming dangerously close. When no impact came other than the burning sensation on your hips, you slowly opened your eyes." You are freezing!" You turned around and looked at Kakashi with confusion and shock. You had not noticed him at all, and why was he even in the appartment. "Y/N are you ok? Don't tell me you were outside all this time without the jacket?" He didn't sound angry anymore, rather more concerned with how his eye had soften.

"w.. When?" Your voice failed you again, as it broke totally. You had been able to held back the tears the whole time, until now. You couldn't meet his eye as you just nodded slowly and looked down. Kakashi sighed. "You are gonna get sick.." It was almost painful feeling his fingers on your bare skin. "when did you get here?" You were able to push out the sentence, making it sound harsher than what it was supposed to be. "a hour ago.. We should talk.." You just nodded, still not looking at him. "Just get in the tub, we can talk while you get the heat in your body again.." Your brows narrowed as you covered your body while giving him a confused look. A break up talk was not what you wanted to have in the tub.

"what is..." he stopped a bit before his eye widen a bit with realisation. "oh... You actually meant those questions.." his brow narrowed as he watched you carefully, now knowing those questions you asked were really questions and not said to piss him off. "I fucked up badly.. Didn't I?" He felt almost angry at himself for not noticing before, but now he could clearly see it..

"ok.. The thing is..." Kakashi started, trying to figure out how to explain it short. "I fucked up.. I..I slipped and.." You looked up at him, seeing how nervous he looked. "the secret is out.." He finnished and looked away. "what do you mean.."

"us.. I told Guy and now everyone knows.. And if they knows, who else knows?.." Now it started to make sence.. At least a bit. "I wanted us to be a secret for a reasion.. And that was to protect you.. But now, I don't know how.." Kakashi answered honestly, finally letting you in. "That is what I have been busy with.. Trying to figure this out.."

"You were thinking about ending it didn’t you?" You allready knew the answer.. He had thought about it, it was written all over him. "That was one of the options I thought of yes.... It was the first thought crossing my mind.. Letting you go, instead of loosing you.." He knew his thoughtprocess were flawed when it came to this.. That if he broke up and divorced you, he would not loose you.. It took a bit before you understood what he meant by that. "Do you really think being with you openly is a death sentance?" It sounded soo stupid to say out loud, but the way his eye twitched made you know you hit the nail in the head. "Kakashi.." You sighed, trying to figure out what to even say to this. "I know.. It was not right.. And yes.. I do love you still... I'm just.....nervous I guess" He shrugged his shoulders as you shaked your head. "Next time... Just talk with me. I can't take this happening again" Kakashi nodded and wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. "You are still freezing, get in the tub before you get sick.."

#kakashi hatake #kakashi sensei #kakashi #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi hatake x you #kakashi fanfiction #100 follower event #kakashi x you #kakashi hatake fanfiction

162 notes · View notes

driedmarigolds · 3 years

Text

Gladiolus Pt. 2

This is part 2 to the Gladiolus fic!!!! I hope yall enjoy!!!!! part one Link to the fic on ao3 Pairing: MC x Vyn Richter Series: Tears of Themis Rating: T Word Count: 1620 Chapters: 2/2

Rosa startled awake, some hours after she had unexpectedly dozed. Her surroundings didn’t make much sense, she never made it a habit of falling asleep in the kitchen. Stealing a glance at the clock, 6pm. She shot right out of her seat, slightly panicked—Dr. Richter’s coat sliding right onto the floor. ‘That means….3 hours….’ Again, she realized she also had company over—company she immediately fell asleep on. Something that was outside of her realm of normal; usually she could carry tired decently well, not this time apparently. The thought was almost mortifying.

She was already reaching for her phone, a million apologies circulating her mind when she heard a cough from the living room space behind her, which was quickly followed by an announcement that Dr. Richter was in fact still here, three hours after she had so rudely passed out on him. At least it saved time on apologies.

Turning, she saw that he was sitting in the armchair, quietly reading a book as if this was a perfectly fine way to spend the afternoon. Dr. Richter was smiling at her, brow furrowed in mild concern. “Dr. Richter, I’m very sorry to have fallen asleep for so long. That wasn’t very kind of me.” Itwas a sincere apology, which earned a soft sigh and a chuckle. That really only added to her burning embarrassment, she didn’t want him to think less of her and surely now he must.

“There is nothing for you to apologize for, Rosa.” Marking his page carefully, he closed the book setting it off to the side before standing. “There is nothing wrong with sleeping when you are in need of sleep.” He sounded as sincere as possible as he walked over to her side, leaning down to pick up his coat from the floor. “I am glad you feel relaxed enough to fall asleep with me in your home.” His hand rested on her upper back between her shoulder blades. It was meant to soothe, and it seemed it had worked as her shoulders relaxed, and the corners of her lips turned up into a small smiled.

“Thank you for being so understanding Dr. Richter.” Rosa couldn’t name a more understanding person in her life, which was saying a lot because most of her acquaintances and close friends were endlessly patient—and still, somehow Dr. Richter exceeded far beyond the rest of them. “Hopefully I can still sleep tonight though, it was kind of a long nap wasn’t it.” She laughed softly, before sitting back down at the counter, sliding her notes closer—every intention to continue working. Of course, Dr. Richter didn’t agreed which was made clear when he carefully slid the notes right past her and onto his other side, out of her reach.

“First, let us eat dinner, then you can pour over your notes again if you wish too.” It was a reasonable request on his part, she really did need to eat; but another part of him buried under all of the niceties wanted her attention on him solely even if only for a moment. “Is that agreeable?” His hand that had been resting on Rosa’s back dropped down to his side, as she nodded her agreement.

------

It was some off hours after they had dinner, her notes mostly forgotten on the counter as they shared some wine he had found deep in her refrigerator in the Living room. It wasn’t a type he would normally pay any attention too, especially not since he occasionally made his own as a hobby; but it would have to do for after dinner talks. At least she was distracted enough to take a break, and that’s all he could even ask for.

Rosa was talking animatedly about a story involving Celestine, Artem and a missing file that wasn’t important. It was a funny story, but Dr. Richter wasn’t overly interested in the content—not that he minded, he was more interested in the way she moved and spoke about the incident. Much more lively than the previously stressed Woman he had come to visit. There was nothing he treasured more than a lively Rosa. “So Kiki had the file?” Dr. Richter laughed as he asked follow up questions; but his mind was turning over different questions—ones he wouldn’t say out loud. ‘Does she ever talk about me in such a lively manner?’ He was trying to picture it. If she had, what would they all think. Did he occasionally cross her mind when she was at work? Of course he had, she had messaged him before—but to what degree. Sincerely, he wanted to know the contents of her brilliant mind.

“Yes, it somehow ended up under a signed photo-book. No one is sure how that could happen, but at least we got the file back.” She took a sip of the red wine, looking over the rim at Dr. Richter, the setting sun reflecting in his hair through the window. “We stopped letting her take things home from the office for a bit after that, but she’s not usually disorganized so that only lasted all of three days. She’s very reliable.” Rosa felt the need to defend Kiki’s honor in part—she didn’t want to make her look like a bad employee to Dr. Richter, it was just something to talk about. Setting her glass down, she fell into a comfortable silence next to him.

Vyn never really took his eyes off of her, admiring every movement, even daring to reach out to brush some loose hairs behind her ear which caused her some amount of surprise before she smiled at him. In a way, he could usually guess what emotion she was feeling, it was in his general job description; but he couldn’t ever know for certain what sure was specifically thinking in moments like this. He wanted to know her thoughts dearly, even if she was open. He wanted to know what was in her heart – or perhaps...whom. “Did you still want me to be an extra set of ears for your thoughts on the case?” He inquired, setting his empty glass on the coffee table.

“Hm?” Rosa watched him in equal admiration, wanting to know what he was thinking. “No, I think you’re right Dr. Richter—maybe I should stop for tonight and look at it with fresh eyes tomorrow. If I need help I can always call!” TO be honest, this was the sort of rest she needed; her head was already clearing, she already felt less depressed than she had previously, and sure was sure tomorrow she could push through better. “Besides, it’s getting late.” Not that she wanted him to leave, but.. “You should probably get back before it’s too dark outside.” Standing, she picked up their empty glasses before returning them to the kitchen.

“I suppose you are correct, I am glad that you are taking the rest of the night off.” He hated to leave, hated to go to his own home when he could spend more time in her company, but he also knew she really was correct. He was in this sort of stand still with his own emotions, so there was no reason to stay least either of them read into it to hard—derailing his own personal course of action. “It was lovely to visit with you, and I hope to spend more time together in the near future; perhaps, when this case is over we can celebrate together?” Already, his mind was coming up with celebration plans as he put on his coat and headed to the door.

“Oh, I would like that!” She followed him over to send him off. “Yes, when I’m done you will be the first to know—besides work of course.” Rosa hovered at the open door looking at him in the hall, her expression hinting that there was more she wanted to say but couldn’t find the words for it.

Dr. Richter had a hunch what she wanted to say, his head bowing politely. “Do not worry, I will message you when I arrive home to let you know that I am safe.” Always concerned for him. He was pleased. “And if you are to forget the Gladiolus again, do not fret I will simply bring you more the next time I visit.” His hand gently patted her head, before he turned to walk away. He could hear her mutter her bye, which he acknowledge with a wave before turning out of her sights.

-----

Visits with her were always interesting, even if nothing special happened. Vyn had arrived home an hour or more ago and had already messaged her his status of safety before recording his own evaluation—which had once again changed every so slightly since he met her. He looked at his own vase of Gladiolus that carefully complimented the ones he had brought her from his garden, his mind wandering back to how animated she was telling that story, and how peaceful she looked as she dozed on the counter. Had she not lived in a loft, he would have carefully carried her to bed; but alas it hadn’t worked that way, but it didn’t matter—he never imaged how hard his chest would squeeze seeing her look so carefree. Something he would imprint into his memory, following the thread further.

With a soft shake of his head, he opened up the search engine, looking for lovely restaurants he could take her to once the Trial was over. All he wanted was to choose the one that would make her happiest. It wasn’t much, but he would give it all of his effort.

#tears of themis #tears of themis fic #vyn x mc #vyn richter #mo yi #my writing

14 notes · View notes

bedtimebrain · 3 years

Text

EXO Baekhyun: Speedpost!

(while i've been having fun with all these drawings in my past few posts, i must admit i almost puked when i looked at this one as i was uploading today. for the sake of our eyes will nicely put a stop to this soon :,D)

Char: baek x u Genre: military baek, fluff!, needy (?) reader Description: you thought you could do just fine with baek in the military, but it seems like you actually need him a little more than you think Word Count: 1.3k Track for feels: Avril Lavigne, Wish you were here

You honestly thought you were the kind of strong and independent girlfriend. The kind that would do absolutely fine when your boyfriend enlists.

But truth be told, you barely scrape past this week, and it has only been a week since baek enlisted. Doubts, doubts. Could you even hold it together for another 2 more weeks? You remember just the day before baekhyun's enlistment, he deliberately teased you with fake sobbings,

'babe, will you cry if i'm not around? you might miss me so much it's too much for you to bear right? if you..'

you simply scoffed and cut him off

'ya, byun baekhyun, i'm afraid i would have to disappoint you. i am very much a busy and independent woman. i will do just fine with you enlisting. plus we will probably get to call once in a while, i can live with that'

you smugly folded your arms, sending an attack to his ego

In hindsight, the attack went out like a boomerang and came right back at you. You can already imagine baekhyun playfully gloating

'Strong independent woman, jagiya?'

Perhaps it might all be better if a wreck package hadn't self-invited itself to your life this week.

First of all, your boss decided it was a good idea to throw your proposal back in your face. Next, your very considerate across-the-globe client planned a conference call close to sleeping time in korea. As if it all couldn’t be worse, you overheard a juicy conversation your colleagues were having about you in the washroom.

All these just made you want to run right to baekhyun. To lie on his lap, throw punches at him and hear him flame your life perpetrators with the most nonsensical phrases.

During the day, all you looked forward to was your phonecalls with baek. But who knew even a phonecall date would be as hard to fulfil as climbing mount Everest.

Apart from the first day, every other day the past week was met full of hiccups. Either you were caught up with conference calls and work, or baek was cutting too close to lights out for a long call.

You call it baek crumbs, yes you were surviving on baek crumbs.

There was still sometime left before your phonecall date tonight. You yanked open your refrigerator in search of your alternative destress mechanism -- chocolates. You sighed at your depleting chocolate stash, physically indicating how badly you needed baek.

Back on the sofa, you swallowed down Freddo and you plugged in your earphones like an emo teen, randomly choosing a song radio to play.

As if Siri heard your inner thoughts, the radio chose to play Avril Lavinge's Wish You Were Here. Before you know it, you were a crying mess.

It's not even like you guys were breaking up, but the lyrics were literally stabbing into your heart But right now i wish you were here.... Damn, what i'd do to have you here ...

You were pathetically brawling away when baekhyun's call came in. Suppressing your heavy sobbing, you picked up the phone after a couple of rings at this untimely moment.

'Jagiya, i've 15minutes today! How have you been? You wouldn't believe what happen today! Jagi? Are you there?' His animated voice died down and he held a pause.

'Are you crying? y/n why are you crying? what happened?' you hear a hint of panic in his voice

Baekhyun was fast at catching on things, your quietness, shakey breathes and suppressed hitches were more than enough to indicate a red flag to him.

You had intended for tonight's call to be a fun and not your emotional health hotline help. Taking a deep breath, you tried to put up a front, and with your most stable voice, replied him

'ya, what crying? so what happened with you today?'

'ya, stop bullshitting me. you're crying, what's up with you?' turning all serious, he wasn't going to let you dodge this

you bit down hard on your lip, you couldn't get a syllable out of your throat, afraid the moment you did so you would break down completely.

'damn it, i would totally break the law just to bring a camera phone in so you cannot hide your face from me. tell me please?' he sounded urgent and frustrated, but gentle in asking you to tell him

'baekhyun ah, i can't do this anymore. i thought i could, but why is it so difficult' your voice cracked and you burst into hot tears

'i haa-d such a bad week and i just want..want.. to tell you about it every night. but our time together is always so short that by the time it got to my turn to tell you about my day.........the call ends. and.. and.. i don't know..... what to do about all these on my own..with--without you' you were wailing and possibly incomprehensible by now

'ya..y/n-ie, mi an hae. jeongmal mi an. i just realised i hadn't even heard about how your day went this entire week. i always got so carried away telling you about me, i wasn’t considerate enough.'

Almost running out of tears, you regain your composure quickly

‘Jagi, I’m not blaming you. Please don’t take it that way, it’s just.. I really wish you were around.’

The call suddenly went silent on the other sides, then you heard some low shouts in the background

‘Baekhyunie?’ You guess it was probably an early roll call again

A few moments later, baekhyun was back on the call.

‘Jagi, I’m sorry, I’ll probably have to go soon, the sergeant’s checking my barracks next.

Anyway, I actually had something I wanted to give you the night before I enlisted, but you insisted you were an independent and busy woman....’

His sentence was left broken with a sudden series of clattering like his phone had dropped. You heard louder shouts this time round, then a hurried whisper from Baekhyun

‘Jagi, check the right drawer under your table alright. I got to go now, mi an.’

‘Ah, okay.. saranghae’ and the call was dropped.

You know it was beyond Baekhyun’s control when he had to end the call. But it still didn’t stop you from feeling down at the abrupt goodbye.

Forcing a smile on your face for the sake of your own, you went to your table as baekhyun had told you.

Right drawer under the table?

Pulling open the drawer to find a floral patterned metallic box.

Was baek referring to this?

Popping open the metal box you gasp at the contents scattered within. With a hand over your mouth, you could feel your eyes welling up with tears again.

Chocolates. Lots of chocolates. Fanciful chocolates. Notes... byun baekhyun actually wrote notes for you?

He never once made you cards no matter how hard you ‘jaebal’ for him to. He would just say

‘Too difficult’

‘Too bothersome’

‘Suck at handicraft’

You pulled out the longest note in the entire box and couldn’t help but chuckle when you saw his scrawls

Annyeong Jagi! I bet you would choose this to read first cause it’s the longest. Did I guess it right?ㅋㅋ i wrote a letter to my beloved EXO-Ls, and I thought, how could I not leave you with one? Y/N, you see the chocolates in this box? I went to the candy store that day and picked them individually for you. Because I’m not around, I thought you might need them more. If you have a hard time when I’m away, take a chocolate and a note, enjoy them and think about me. Thank you for waiting, nae sarang, very soon I’ll be with you again. ^^

On the table, your phone vibrated and your screen lit up.

A msg from baekhyun:

Found my speedpost? Saranghae, wool ji ma(dont cry). Let’s call again tmr, goodnight!

You were smiling and crying like a fool by now. With a vision blurred by your tears, you typed a reply

Ya byun Baekhyun. Gumawo.... saranghae

Surely, you must have saved a nation your past life for you to meet byun baekhyun.

———

I was watching EXO arcade and this super random thought came to mind, do yall think their new album concept actually came from EXO arcade?

Like maybe they had been planning a season 2 all along and a new album. But they couldn’t think of a concept, so tada! Arcade, games! For their album concept~ Is there any talk like this circulating, hahah, hope I’m not late to the party then.

#baekhyun #exowritersnet #exo #bbh #exo comeback #exo scenarios #exo baekhyun #exo fanfic #baekhyun fanfic #baekhyun fan fiction #byun baekhyun #super m

20 notes · View notes

xomarauders · 3 years

Text

hello everyone,

it has been far too long since i have posted anything on here and for that i apologize, but i have been working on some of my own writing as well as just dealing with personal stuff so please forgive me.

i also might be changing this blog up a bit and start posting more than just marauders fanfiction (such as some of my own writing perhaps). i’m still not sure about this idea because i don’t really want to change my user name or anything and i do want to contiue writing fics so we’ll see!

anyway, without further ado, here is my latest fic for yall :) hope you enjoy! (p.s. there is a second part coming!!!)

tw: internalized homophobia, implied child abuse, depictions of a panic attack

The cold December air was harsh against Marlene’s skin as she stood outside the small record shop she had been frequenting since she was fourteen. It was tucked away in the side of a building in London, offering solace to those who did not seem to fit in with the more fast-paced, business-like folk you so often saw among the sidewalks. The cigarette in her hand was offering little warmth but seemed to be calming her nerves, so she stayed outside to finish smoking it. It was winter break from Hogwarts and Marlene was relieved to be away from school for the time being as well as away from her friends. She couldn’t face them at the moment. Not after what she did.

Marlene rolled her eyes at herself for thinking of things she’d rather forget and tossed the butt of her cigarette to the ground before crushing it with the toe of her combat boot. With one last glance toward the busy street, she retreated into the record shop which greeted her immediately with the chime of a bell and rock music playing throughout the speakers of the store.

A man at the register with short, dirty blonde hair and rings through his eyebrows glanced up at her entrance, a smile appearing on his face.

“Marlene! Haven’t seen you in a while.” He commented, swinging his legs over the counter and making his way toward her. Marlene gave a non-committal shrug but returned the high-five he offered her with semi frozen fingers.

“How has business been, Curtis?” She asked, glancing around the nearly empty shop. There was no one else in there aside from the two of them and Marlene felt her heart break just a little bit. This was one of her favorite places to be, a place she and her friends would escape to during the summer to be with one another. She wondered if their absence was the reason for her melancholic mood.

“It hasn’t been bad. Just caught me on a slow day.” Curtis replied, seeming to notice Marlene’s shift in behavior. “Lily was in here the other day, actually. Got herself a few new albums.”

Marlene looked up at the mention of Lily and felt her cheeks burn slightly. She wondered if Lily had mentioned anything about the incident to Curtis. Judging by the passive look on his face, she assumed not and tried to school her own expression into a neutral one.

“Yeah? What albums?”

After Curtis introduced her to the new music Lily had gotten, Marlene picked up a few albums of her own to purchase before leaving the shop to get back home. She would have stayed to visit with Curtis longer, but she didn’t want to linger in a space that reminded her so much of her friends at the moment and she especially didn’t want to run into them anytime soon.

It was a bit of a walk to the closest floo station and the London streets were bustling with people walking home from work or coming out for the night. Marlene kept her head down, staring at the pavement in front of her and wrapping her jacket tightly around herself, blocking out the bitter cold as best she could. Suddenly, a body collided against her and she fell backwards, dropping her records in the process.

“What the fu—?” Marlene was cut off by the commotion of being pulled off the sidewalk and dragged into a nearby alley way.

She looked up, ready to scream insults at her attacker, but stopped at the sight of Sirius Black’s face. His hair was tied up in a bun, though most of it seemed to have fallen out, and there was a wide look of panic in his eyes that matched the rapid rise and fall of his chest. He was trembling finely and looked ready to pass out as he glanced behind him in a paranoid manner. It seemed as though he was running from something. Or someone.

“Sirius?” Marlene asked, keeping her voice low. She turned to look in the direction where Sirius was peering and spotted two men seemingly searching the crowd. Her eyebrows raised. There was something off about the two men…they did not fit in with the rest of the crowd, the clothes they wore were different, not really matching and the confused, disgusted looks on their faces made them stick out like sore thumbs. Realization hit her like a ton of bricks—they were wizards trying to blend in with a muggle crowd. Purebloods, to be exact.

She whirled around to look at Sirius once more. “Sirius, who are those men?” She hissed, desperate to know what kind of danger they could possibly be in. Rumors about dark wizards had begun circulating around Hogwarts for months now. Followers of Voldemort that had begun to call themselves “Death Eaters” were threatening the lives of muggleborns, though Marlene had never actually seen any such wizard. Until now, she supposed.

“We’ve got to get out of here.” Sirius said, completely ignoring her question. He looked down towards the other end of the alley to see a chain link fence and cursed. They were trapped it seemed and Marlene felt herself begin to panic.

“Sirius,” She said, her voice urgent, though she wasn’t sure what she was pleading for.

He turned to her once more, gripping her shoulders tightly and staring at her intently. “I have an idea, but you have to promise me that you won’t breathe a word of this to anybody, do you understand?”

Marlene nodded and then watched with complete shock and awe as Sirius disappeared, a large, black dog appearing in his place. Animagus, she realized with a jolt. The dog turned away, walking back down the alley before turning and barking at Marlene, as if motioning for her to follow. She blinked a few times, still shocked at the sudden change of events, before following him back into the streets. He stopped where she had dropped her records and Marlene bent down to pick them up, a slight frown playing on her lips at the sight of the bent corners of the packaging. She was just about to scold Sirius when a rough voice behind her cleared their throat. She looked up, just as Sirius growled, to see the two men from earlier standing there.

The men did not seem to pay attention to the dog, focusing their gaze solely on Marlene instead. She tried to keep her face neutral, raising a single eyebrow in their direction. “Can I help you?”

“Have you seen a boy run through here?” The shorter of the two men asked, his lip curling in disgust. The other man eyed Marlene warily, taking in her muggle attire and turning his nose up at the mere sight. Marlene tried not to roll her eyes.

“No.” She replied, sounding calmer than she felt.

The two men shared a look, as if trying to decide whether or not she was telling the truth, before nodding their understanding and moving past her without another word. Marlene felt as Sirius curled around her legs, watching as they disappeared around the corner before letting out a victorious bark. She looked down at him, shaking her head.

“I suppose you need somewhere to hide for a while?”

Another yelp and wag of his tale gave Marlene all the answers she needed.

****

“Well, this is home.” Marlene said with a sigh, dropping her records onto her bed with a soft thud. Sirius—still in his canine form—sniffed around before cocking his head in her direction and allowing his tongue to roll out of his mouth. Marlene wrinkled her nose at the slobber. “I think you are safe to go back to your usual…form. Unless you’re stuck that is.”

Again, Marlene watched in amazement as Sirius came back to himself, a shiver running through his body as he grinned at her. “Nice room you’ve got, McKinnon. Am I the first boy you’ve brought home?”

“Care to explain what just happened?” She asked, not caring for the way he seemed to avoid explaining himself.

Sirius shrugged, moving toward the desk in the corner of the room and running his fingers down the various artwork Marlene had spread out there. A look of wonder shined in his eyes as he delicately examined the paintings and drawings as if they were some sort of precious treasure. He stopped at a particular piece of a woman’s face done with charcoal pencil and Marlene felt herself blush at the way he traced the strokes that molded her lips.

“These are wonderful. Who did them?”

“I did.”

Sirius turned, his eyebrows raised with surprise and admiration. “Really? I didn’t know you were an artist.”

She stood up, marching over to where he stood, and removed the drawing from his grasp, shoving it beneath the rest of the art, effectively obscuring it from his wandering eyes, before turning to face him once more.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Black.”

She did not miss the way he seemed to flinch away from her before shaking it off and plastering another smirk across his face. “Touché.” He spoke quietly.

Marlene felt a jolt of guilt in her gut, feeling bad for snapping at him. He was merely admiring her work. He did not understand the context of her drawing and likely wouldn’t make the connection. Afterall, he did not live in her mind where all the confusing thoughts and doubts resided. He could not possibly know her dirty little secret.

“Just…tell me what happened back there. Do I need to be afraid that someone might follow you here?” She asked, changing the topic.

“Those were the Lestrange brothers. Rabastan and Rodolphus. Purebloods. Family friends.”

“Why were they looking for you?”

“Because I may have said something rather…deplorable at my dear cousin’s engagement party.” Sirius said it with a grin, but Marlene noticed the flicker of fear in his eyes.

Marlene vaguely knew about the Black family and the way they presented themselves. Most of her ideas about them came from the mere reactions Sirius had whenever someone brought the prestigious bloodline. He was always loud about it, shouting about how stuck up they were in the Gryffindor common room and how grateful he was that he had not followed in their footsteps and ended up in Slytherin. She also knew that they were blood purists, believing that muggles were beneath them.

From what she had gathered, she was not a fan of them.

“Is there any way they can find you here?” Marlene asked, unwilling to allow her family to become endangered for hiding a self-proclaimed fugitive. Sirius just laughed, shaking his head so that his hair flung about. Marlene would have found it amusing how much it reminded her of a dog if it were under difference circumstances.

“I doubt they would. Going into muggle London was bad enough for them, they’re not going to continue their search in a muggle neighborhood.”

Marlene did not get the chance to ask what Sirius planned to do next due to the sound of the front door opening and her family announcing their presence.

“Marls!” Her father shouted up the steps. “We’re home!”

“Come down and tell us how your trip to London was. Your brother has been pestering me all afternoon about not letting him go with you.” Her mother spoke with a laugh and Marlene heard her brother scoff indignantly.

Marlene turned to Sirius, pointing a finger at him and giving him the best glare that she could. “Be on your best behavior. Go along with everything I say, are we clear?” Sirius just nodded, unwilling to cross her and with a final nod Marlene turned to exit the room with Sirius following closely behind. As they entered the living area, Marlene watched as her brother’s eyes went wide at the sight of Sirius.

“Mum! Marlene’s brought a friend home!” He announced. The McKinnon’s turned, a look of surprise on each of their faces at the sight of the young man standing in their home. Marlene’s mother turned to her and offered a hesitant smile.

“Marlene, who’s your friend?”

“Mum, dad, this is Sirius. He goes to school with me.”

Her father instantly lit up, clasping her hands together as he plopped down on the sofa. “Another wizard! How nice to meet you, young man. I’m Grant McKinnon, but you can just call me Grant.” He offered Sirius a hand and Marlene tried her best not to smirk as Sirius suddenly stood up a bit straighter and shook her fathers’ hand as if he were meeting the Queen.

“A pleasure to meet you, sir. Lovely home you have here.”

“What a gentleman.” Her mother laughed lightly. “I’m Lottie.”

This time, Marlene had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing as she watched Sirius gently kiss her mother’s hand. Merlin, he really was a posh bastard.

“I’m Freddie.” Her brother greeted, not wanting to be left out, and Sirius’s eyes lit up.

“Like Freddie Mercury?”

“Exactly!” Freddie exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

Just as Marlene was about to interrupt to give an explanation as to why Sirius was there in the first place, her family initiated a game of twenty questions directed toward the poor boy.

“So, you go to Hogwarts then?” Lottie asked, an easy smile playing on her lips. She moved to sit by her husband, smoothing out her yellow sun dress as she did so. Sirius nodded, a proud smile appearing on his face.

“Yes. Sorted into Gryffindor, just like Marlene.”

Grant leaned forward; an eyebrow raised. “That’s the one with the lion, right?”

Marlene rolled her eyes good-naturedly. “Dad, you know it is.”

Her father merely laughed, raising his hands in defense as he leaned back once more. “I just want to make sure! I never went to Hogwarts now did I?”

“Oh, did you go to Beaubaxtons?” Sirius asked and Marlene cringed.

“Oxford, actually.” Her father answered easily, and Sirius glanced at Marlene with clear confusion on his face. Grant didn’t seem to mind though, catching on to what Sirius wasn’t fully understanding. “I don’t have magic, son.”

Sirius’s eyes went wide for the hundredth time that day it seemed, and he grinned wickedly. “You’re a muggle.” He stated as if he had just made a new discovery. Marlene got the impression that Sirius had never really spoken to a muggle before now.

“You’re pureblood then, Sirius?” Marlene’s mother asked, quickly connecting the dots of Sirius’s curiosity.

“Oh. Yeah. Yeah I am.” Sirius shifted a bit uncomfortably and Lottie frowned at the sudden change in behavior.

“I was the only witch in my family.” Lottie continued, changing the subject. “Was sorted into Ravenclaw at Hogwarts.”

“That’s what I’m going to be.” Freddie piped up, puffing his chest out in perfect eight-year old fashion. Marlene rolled her eyes.

“You still have three more years and there’s no guarantee you’ll follow in mum’s footsteps.”

Freddie narrowed his eyebrows and glared at Marlene. “But I want to be a Ravenclaw.”

“You can be whatever you want to be, mate.” Sirius said solemnly and Marlene found herself surprised at the sincerity in Sirius’s voice. She had never known Sirius to behave in such ways at school, often getting into trouble and shouting about loudly and animatedly. What he said had seemed to be an acceptable answer for Freddie, though, who beamed right back at Sirius.

“Sirius needs a place to stay.” Marlene blurted suddenly, and everyone’s attention turned toward her once more. Her mother gave her a dubious look, waiting patiently for an explanation while her father seemed to not even question the notion.

“For how long?” Grant asked.

“Oh. Uh, you don’t have to do that, sir. I’ll be okay on my own.”

Lottie leaned forward, reaching out for Sirius who instantly flinched in return, causing her to draw her hands back quickly, a stunned look on her face at his reaction. She cleared her throat and fixed him with a serious look. “It’s not problem if you need somewhere to sleep, Sirius. I would just like a reason and an idea of how long you would be staying.”

Sirius glanced at Marlene hesitantly. Clearly, he had not planned on staying here but he also had not planned on going home. Had he assumed that she would kick him to the streets? Perhaps that was what he had intended to do all along. Marlene frowned at the idea of Sirius wandering aimlessly about London, probably in his Animagus form, just to hide away from his family. She wondered how terrible they must be for him to resort to such a thing.

Marlene turned back to her parents, a resolute look on her face. “However long he needs.”

****

Grant quickly set up a cot for Sirius in Freddie’s bedroom—who was far too excited to have a roommate for the time being—and Sirius offered his thanks every five minutes with Grant dismissing it with a wave of his hand stating “it’s just what we do, son.”

Marlene was preparing for bed in her own room when a tentative knock came from the door. “Come in.”

Her mother walked in, shutting the door behind her with a soft click before making herself comfortable on Marlene’s bed. She looked at Marlene with a curious but open expression and Marlene found herself wondering if her mother could see right through her.

“Is Sirius…someone you fancy?” She asked, and Marlene realized that perhaps her mother couldn’t see her at all.

“No.” She answered honestly, and her mother nodded, accepting the answer without question. Lottie still sat there though, mulling something around in her brain it seemed before letting it out.

“Is he in trouble?”

Marlene considered her mother’s question. The truth was that Marlene really wasn’t sure if Sirius was in trouble or not. It could just be him being his usual dramatic self and getting a kick out of ruining some extravagant family function, but somehow it felt different. The look of pure fear in his eyes when they were in that alley way was burned into her mind.

“I don’t know.” She said finally, her voice sounding more childish than she cared for. Her mother sighed, standing up and opening her arms which Marlene gratefully fell into. She closed her eyes, grateful that her parents were who they were. That they were so accepting and helpful towards everyone. It made her proud to be their daughter. She wondered idly if they would be accepting of everything or if there was some unforeseen limit to which their compassion reached.

Marlene thought about the events that occurred just a few days ago. The firewhiskey her and her friends had indulged in, intent on having one last night of fun before leaving each other for the winter holiday. She thought about the tingly feeling in her stomach as she leaned forward, placing her lips against Lily’s. She thought about the shocked look on Lily’s face and the small sound of surprise that came from Alice’s mouth. She thought about how she ran away before she could even give her friends a chance to ridicule her for her actions.

It had been eating at her ever since, and now, as her mother held her in her arms, she wondered how she would react to the idea of her daughter liking girls.

“Mum?” Marlene asked, her heart rate picking up speed and hands starting to shake.

“Yes, dear?” Lottie pulled back, a look of concern on her face.

Marlene felt her throat close up, blocking off the words she wanted to confess. I can’t do this. Not now.

“Never mind.” She breathed, looking down at her feet instead of meeting her mother’s gaze. Lottie lingered there a moment, debating whether or not to push the subject. In the end, she just hugged Marlene tighter and smoothed out her hair.

“Okay. But you can always come talk to me whenever you need, okay?” Lottie kissed her daughter’s forehead and went to leave the room, turning in the doorway just before exiting. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, mum.”

As her mother left, Marlene crawled into bed, huddling deeply beneath the blankets and turning to face the wall, finally allowing her tears to fall.

****

Marlene awoke to a frantic knocking on her door. She shot up in bed, immediately reaching for her wand and pointing it towards the doorway. What if it was the Lestranges? What if they had followed Marlene and Sirius straight to her home? What if it were the Blacks themselves, here to take their runaway heir home and punish those who gave him sanctuary?

“Marls! Open the door, it’s Freddie!”

A feeling of relief as well as slight irritation flooded through her. Freddie was tolerable most of the time, but waking her up in the middle of the night was definitely not a way to get on Marlene’s good side.

“What do you want, Mercury?” She asked as she swung the door open. Freddie was standing there, his hands twisted together and his face painted with worry and fear that immediately caused Marlene’s sour attitude toward her brother to vanish. “What’s the matter?”

“It’s Sirius. He won’t stop shaking and, and I thought he was having a nightmare and so I went over to shake him awake and he…he freaked out! He screamed and pushed me away and now he’s huddled in the corner and he won’t stop crying and—”

Marlene pushed past her brother and moved down the hallway towards his bedroom. When she got there, the cot was flipped over and the blankets were in a tangled mess on the floor. Sirius was pressed against the wall, his knees tucked up against his chest and his hands pulling anxiously at his hair. He was muttering something Marlene couldn’t quite make out but whatever it was, he sounded utterly terrified. Marlene turned to Freddie who had followed closely behind her.

“Go get mom.”

Freddie nodded and raced away, seemingly grateful about being given a task. Marlene turned her attention back to Sirius. He hadn’t even noticed the two of them had come into the room, too lost in whatever memory he was reliving. Marlene had heard about this sort of behavior before, when her dad spoke of her grandfather and the effects the war had on him. The panicked breathing and dissociation that blinded a person to their realities were sure signs of post-traumatic stress, she was sure. She was also sure she that she was way out of her depth to properly break Sirius out of it, but she’d be dammed if she didn’t try.

“Sirius,” She spoke slowly, inching towards him before kneeling in front of him. He shook harder, his breath coming out in pants. Merlin, he was going to make himself pass out.

“Hey,” She grabbed his hand and he recoiled with a scream.

“No! No, please! Please don’t, it hurts.” He whimpered. Marlene felt sick and uncomfortable. This was not the Sirius Black she knew. This was a scared and hurt little boy that Marlene could not help.

“What is it?” Marlene turned. Her mother was standing in the doorway, her father and brother right behind her. She watched as Lottie’s eyes found Sirius and she motioned for Marlene to move away. Marlene obliged, standing, and watching her mother crouch down in her place.

“Sirius, sweetie? It’s Lottie. Marlene’s mom, remember?” He didn’t respond but Lottie didn’t seem deterred.

“Breathe with me, Sirius. I’m going to count and we are going to breathe.”

Marlene watched in awe as her mother calmly coaxed Sirius out of the horrific state he was trapped in. They breathed together, with Sirius attempting to match Lottie the more lucid he became. Eventually, Lottie took his hands in hers, rubbing small circles in his palms with the pads of her thumbs. She spoke softly to him, asking him questions about his surroundings and Sirius muttered back short responses. Slowly, he came back to himself. Marlene stood in the doorway, Freddie beside her still looking quite distressed and her father with an unreadable expression playing on his features.

“Marlene could you come sit here beside Sirius? I’m going to go whip up a potion for him to take. Freddie, Grant, why don’t you come help me? Give Sirius some space.”

Freddie nodded wordlessly and turned to head down the stairs followed by his father. As Marlene passed her mother, Lottie put a hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t make him talk about it,” She whispered, “just listen if he does.”

Marlene nodded and Lottie gave her a sad smile before leaving the two teens alone. Sirius stared down at his lap, his eyes puffy with tears and his hair a tangly mess. He seemed embarrassed and shifted slightly when Marlene took a seat next to him. She didn’t blame him. She’d be pretty embarrassed too if her whole bravado façade fell apart in front of an audience. It was quiet between them, and Marlene struggled as she thought of something to say. She wanted to ask Sirius what had happened, what kind of nightmare he’d had to cause such a reaction, but she refrained. Still, she thought she could gather a well enough idea.

“I’m thinking of cutting some fringe.” She says instead, reaching up to toy with a strand of her hair. Sirius blinks, glancing toward her and then back at his toes. “I think it’d be a nice change, you know. Eleanor Tippets has fringe and it’s quite nice looking, don’t you think?”

“I’ve never thought about Eleanor Tippets.” Sirius responds. Progress, she thinks.

“Me neither. Not really. Just noticed her hair is all.” Marlene purses her lips. “James has some wild hair, doesn’t he? Does it naturally look like that or does he do it on purpose?”

A ghost of a smile traces Sirius’ lips and Marlene feels her muscles lose a bit of the tension she was unaware she had been holding.

“It’s naturally messy, though he does run his fingers through it often.”

“When he flirts with all the girls?”

“Well, just one girl, really. He still can’t get over Evans.”

Marlene tenses a bit but forces the conversation to continue. “Lily is nice.”

“So is James. She still hasn’t given him a chance.”

Sirius was right, Marlene supposed. James Potter wasn’t exactly the poster boy for good behavior, but he was nice enough. He always helped first years with their homework and encouraged the Gryffindor Quidditch team to win the games and have fun doing it. Lily had talked about James before, to Marlene and Alice, usually to complain about how annoying he was or about what elaborate date he asked her on that week. At the time, Marlene thrilled over the fact that Lily was not into James and perhaps she imagined it was for the same reasons Marlene wasn’t into boys. Now, though, as she looked back on it, she could remember the faint blush gracing her friend’s cheeks each time James smiled at her and the way her lips would twitch upwards just before she told him to get lost.

“My parents hate me.” Sirius said suddenly. Marlene felt her heart stop. Even if she expected it, it was different to hear the words falling so painfully out of Sirius’ mouth. She looked towards him, at the hunch of his shoulders and the pain in his eyes. It was painful to see Sirius this way. He should be jumping on the bed or ranting to Marlene about David Bowie. He shouldn’t be sitting in the corner with trembling hands and a fear of his family. It wasn’t right.

“They shouldn’t hate you.” Marlene knew it was a lame response, but she didn’t know what to say. She had never prepared for a conversation like this, let alone with Sirius Black.

Sirius scoffed. “Oh, I don’t know. I sometimes hate me.”

“Why?”

“We’re not close enough for this conversation, McKinnon.”

“Well, you’re the one who started it.”

Before Sirius could reply, Lottie had stepped back into the room, a cup held in her hand that presumably held the potion she had concocted. Sirius accepted it gratefully, attempting to put his mask of perfect manners back on, though his hands still shook as he drank. Lottie exchanged a look with Marlene, a frown on her face and pity in her eyes. Marlene looked away. She knew Sirius would hate to have any pity directed towards him so it felt wrong to accept such a look.

“You can stay in my room for the rest the night,” Marlene said, “I don’t want you to scare my brother awake with your screams again. He might just wet the bed.”

Lottie opened her mouth to scold Marlene, but Sirius just let out that barking laugh that Marlene had come to enjoy now that she had learned about Sirius’ animagus form. Her parents set the cot up in Marlene’s room quickly and said goodnight once more before shutting the bedroom door. Sirius stood awkwardly next to the cot, his hands clasped together in front of him. Marlene crawled underneath her own blankets, scooting as close to the wall as she could before patting the space next to her. Sirius raised an eyebrow.

“Are you inviting me into your bed, McKinnon?”

Marlene rolled her eyes. “Just for sleep, you dog.”

Sirius hesitated, but slid in beside her after a moment of consideration. He was careful not to touch her, whether that was to make her more comfortable or him, Marlene wasn’t sure. She turned on her side so that she was facing him. He stared resolutely at the ceiling, his hands on his chest and eyes wide open.

“You can relax you know. I don’t bite.”

“Biting might be fun.”

“Sirius—”

“I’m kidding!”

Marlene just shook her head. What a weird day, she thought as she closed her eyes and let her thoughts wander. Spending Christmas break with Sirius Black wasn’t something she had ever planned to do and now here he was, lying in her bed. Marlene wondered what Lily and Alice would say if she told them. She frowned as she thought of her friends. Would they still be her friends when she got back to Hogwarts? Or would they shy away from her, possibly even hate her. She couldn’t bear the sick feeling that washed over her at the idea of that.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Sirius asked. Marlene opened her eyes to see him gazing at her with an uncharacteristic look of empathy on his face. She narrowed her eyes at him.

“I’m thinking about how much sleep you’re costing me.”

Sirius flushed slightly, but persisted, nonetheless. “Oh, come on. Your face was all scrunched up, there’s no way you were thinking of sleep. Enlighten me, McKinnon.”

“No.”

“Is it a boy?”

“No.”

“Good. Then I have no competition.”

“Trust me when I say this, Sirius. You are not my type.”

Sirius hesitated and then, “I’m sorry for messing up your holiday. I can leave tomorrow. Find my way to James’ house. He’s more equipped to deal with this mess.”

Marlene wanted to reassure Sirius that he was no bother, that she was happy to help, but she couldn’t. Because she probably wasn’t as equipped to deal with all of Sirius’ stuff, not compared to James who knew Sirius better than anyone. Marlene suddenly felt a sense of guilt overcome her. She and Sirius had always been friends at school, chatting in the common room on occasion and sitting next to each other in history of magic, but they were never close. She supposed it was because Sirius didn’t let people get too close, no one except for James, Remus, and Peter. Not that she was any better.

“We can write him in the morning if that would make you more comfortable.” She mumbled. Sirius nodded.

“That would probably be best.”

“Sirius,” Marlene hesitated. “Sirius, I don’t want to pry or anything but…what happened? Why did you run away?”

A dark look settled over Sirius’ face and Marlene almost recoiled. Whatever happened had been bad, probably worse than Marlene could imagine. She almost regretted asking the question and was about to tell him he didn’t have to answer when he spoke in a breath.

“They tried to kill me.”

Marlene’s blood ran cold. She didn’t want to believe it. She wanted Sirius to crack a teasing smile and claim that he was just being his usual dramatic self and that he was exaggerating the story and that his parents just had some old-fashioned ideas that got him in trouble when he didn’t agree with them. That she could handle. But this…god, she was going to be sick.

“Why?” Her voice sounded childish, laced with curiosity, and horrified awe.

“I…disagreed with them, as usual. But this time it was because of more personal beliefs.”

“Personal beliefs?”

“I told them I was gay.”

There was a stutter in Marlene’s heart, a sudden thrill that she wasn’t alone, such an excitement that she almost screamed “me too!” back at him. But she didn’t. Because right now was about Sirius, not her. Instead, she reached out and took Sirius’ hand. He flinched at the motion but Marlene did not let go. She could not let go, not now, not when she might be the only person who Sirius might be able to relate to, that he might be the only person who could understand her. She felt the need to cling to this, to remember this moment as Sirius told her this secret with raw vulnerability and tears in his eyes because not only was the world cruel to people like them but his own parents couldn’t see past their own prejudices to just love their son. Instead, they set out to hurt and even kill. Marlene could make this moment matter. She could make this moment a happy moment for him.

“I’m so fucking proud of you.”

Sirius finally met her gaze, surprise evident on his face. She grinned back at him, her own eyes watering.

“I am so fucking proud of you, Sirius. For being strong enough and brave enough to stand up to your parents and be who you are. I really admire that and I am so happy that you shared it with me. Thank you.”

Sirius’ body seemed to lose all the tension he had been holding since bumping into Marlene earlier that day. God, had it only been a day? Marlene felt as though Sirius had been there for weeks, ready to burst at the seams at any moment. And this was that moment. He started crying in earnest, his body shaking and eyes becoming blinded with tears. Marlene inched forward, wrapping her arms around him, and holding him close. Her own face was wet with tears of joy and pain for her friend.

Eventually they fell asleep, wrapped tightly around each other. It was how Lottie found them in the morning.

#sirius black #marlene mckinnon #remus lupin #james potter #lily evans potter #wolfstar #jily #marauders #marauders era #sirius black angst #fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #💭 by kat #romulusnuffles

33 notes · View notes

raevenlywrites · 3 years

Text

The Ties That Bind 17 of ???

I collapsed languidly into the bath, more thankful than I could say that Elanor had started preparing it when I landed at the Keep. A bath, a change of clothes, and moment to feel like myself was the best welcome home I could have possibly asked for. The only way it might have at all been improved on was if I’d had time to wash my hair. A solid week since we’d left for the Mistari. Maybe more. The days were all starting to blur together, and their accumulated grime clung to me. If only the weight of everything else that had happened in those days could be so easily lifted.

Elanor sat behind me, working scented powders through my hair. The familiarity of the ritual soothed me even more than the heat of the blessedly still warm tub. How many hours had we passed like this, talking and gossiping, her fingers working on my hair or with a needle, her words working on the threads of my thoughts.

“You are a wonder, Elanor. There are no words.”

She laughed and scratched at my scalp, earning her a soft murmur of appreciation.

“I’m still your lady in waiting. And that’s all I’ve doing these past few days. Waiting.”

She said the last with a not so subtle hint in her tone. I joined in her laugh, feeling better about things than I had in days. Talks with Elanor had a way to making everything seem less dire.

“I’m sorry you’ve been kept out of the loop, dear friend. You’re right; there is much to talk about.”

I closed my eyes and drew a deep breath through my nose, trying to gather my thoughts. The soft scents of the water made me sleepy; we’d tried many herbs and flowers of the years in attempts to soothe away my bad dreams. I wondered now if our attempts had only ever succeeded in keeping me asleep, locking me in my nightmares rather than banishing them. I still hadn’t quite come to terms with my apparent sleeping through Zane Cobriana flying madly up to my room those few nights ago.

Nor with my best friend doing said flying.

“I still cant’ believe you snuck Zane up into my room,” I muttered, sinking lower into the bath. “Isn’t that treason or something?”

Elanor’s fingers stilled. I rolled my face up to look at her, shocked to see the dismay on her face.

“Elanor! Elanor, I’m kidding!” I reached to take one of her hands in mine, sloshing water. “Please, it was a joke. I’m not angry. Without you...”

There was no way to know what events might or might not have been set in motion. Perhaps Zane would have been mad enough to scale the Keep walls by hand--or more sensibly, surrender himself like his sister Irene had. I had no doubt Zane would have found a way, so determined he was to end this war. Determined enough to marry himself off to a hawk. My toes curled at the thought. I pushed them aside and focused on my distressed friend.

“We’re all going to have to do drastic things to end this war. Mad things. I’m not angry with you. Just... surprised.”

The look Elanor gave me was so full of grief it took my breath away. It looked so alien on the familiar avian face. It looked too much like Zane, and Adelina, as they’d grieved over the loss of Gregory.

“Dani, you have no idea how scared I was. Zane... he’s very charismatic, as I’m sure you’ve noticed.”

I nodded, my expression caught between a laugh and a wince. Charismatic seemed an understatement.

“It just all seemed so reasonable, with my aunts’ story of his convalescing in their home, and his words about how you’d tried to work things out at the Mistari, and if he could just see you--“

She cut off, shaking her head. “It feels so stupid now, after the fact. You’re right; it was treasonous. It scares me to know that I could do such a thing. To anyone, let alone to you, Dani. I... I just can’t believe.”

I squeezed her hand, wishing I hadn’t started this conversation while I was in the bath. I wanted to put an arm around her, reassure her that she was still one of my dearest friends. Instead I lay there wet and naked and awkward, wondering how to offer comfort. In times of hurt or grief, I would sing. But to the best of my knowledge, there was no lullaby or ballad for revolutionaries.

“Zane spoke to me of Fate,” I said slowly, trying to see the words before they came out of my mouth. I was going on instinct, and as I’d learned recently, that could sometimes just make things worse.

“He told me Fate brought him to your aunts’ house, and I believe he’s right. Maybe what possessed you wasn’t serpent wiles, but the gears of something larger than any of us.”

I gave up on decorum and decided I wanted out of this tub. “Help me dry off, and let me fill you in on all you’ve missed.” Brightening, I remembered a particular bit of gossip that would certainly lift her mood. “And you can give me some advice on how to proceed with Rei--now that we’ve kissed.”

He girlish squeal was exactly the effect I’d hoped for, and my bubbly, dreamy, daring Elanor was back. I told her of Rei backing me before my mother and all but naming himself my alastair, of the rush and confusion of our first kiss, how badly I wished I hadn’t made such a decision now, with the serpiente en route for peace talks.

“I’m sure that’s what urged his hand,” Elanor said as she did up the laces at my back. Nearly all of my formal gowns had laces for the demi-wings of my third form. “What with Zane galloping in on a big black horse and asking for your hand.”

“He didn’t ask for my hand,” I shot back, already tired of quelling that rumor before it had even properly circulated. “The Mistari suggested it as an option. Zane and I haven’t had a chance to discuss anything else.”

Elanor snorted but I didn’t let her voice whatever goading point she was about to make.

“Did you know he gave that horse to your aunts? His and Adelina’s. ‘For all the trouble’, apparently.”

Elanor gasped. “That’s-- those horses must be worth a fortune! Gods, and probably cost a fortune to upkeep. Do you think he’ll be offended if they sell them?”

I shrugged. “I have no idea?” Slyly, I added, “Why don’t you ask him when he gets here?”

We lost ourselves in giddy laughter, needing the release. It was so good to laugh with Elanor while she dressed me for the assembly. Almost good enough to distract me from my nerves.

Of course, my mother coming in to strategize about said assembly pretty undid it all that in a matter of seconds. - Sitting in my ante room, ignoring the tea that Elanor poured before quietly retreating, my mother and I were getting no where.

“You can’t be mad about this, mother. You’re the one who pulled us from the neutral lands we’d already agreed to meet on. What other options were exactly left for us? You made it clear you wouldn’t tolerate us camping in the woods.”

“Danica-- you know why-- that isn’t the point. The point is what exactly do you plan to do with him now. Here. In the heart of your kingdom?”

I resisted the urge to rub at my temples. Instead, I allowed myself a different breech of decorum: honestly speaking my mind.

“I wish all this had happened after I’d taken the throne.”

My mother sighed and nodded. “Agreed. Things would be so much simpler if Rei was already your alastair. Then maybe the Disa might have suggested something useful--or at least something less offensive.” It was my turn to sigh.

“Mother, Zane is a perfectly fine gentlemen--“

“He’s a serpent--“

“Who has not once raised a hand against me. Do you understand that, mother? The sheer number of times he could have ended my life by now--“

“That is hardly reassuring, Shardae.”

I grit my teeth. What I wanted to do was scream. What I did was take another careful breath.

“I need you to back me on this, mother. We need to present a united front, one that is in control and unafraid. If we’re seen to flinch around the serpiente, this will never work. The citizenry will panic and the Keep will be bathed in blood in a matter of moments.”

It was one of our most sacred tennets that blood never be spilled within the Keep. Even meat was prepared off the grounds and brought in, to keep the heart of our kingdom free of death. It was at the foundation of our wards, and utterly unthinkable that anyone would dare break the taboo within its walls.

Just as unthinkable as a cobra marrying a hawk.

My mother straightened, and I could almost see her pulling her reserve back into place around herself.

“Of course. We will do whatever it takes to keep our halls secure.”

Hardly a reassuring phrasing, but it would have to do.

“So. What are your plans for introducing this visiting dignitary to your court?”

The Ties That Bind Tag list: @thehellinsideyourhead @therecouldbecolorsandlove @adventuresofacreesty @writing-with-melon @rainydaydarling @faithfire

Raev’s Gen Tag List (should I tag you guys in this? It IS a thing I wrote. I’m gonna say yes unless you guys are like “no of course not we’re sick of hearing about your stupid fic for a twenty year old book XD)

No one has complained yet so yall gonna keep getting tagged :P

List is currently: @lordkingsmith @writinglyra @drbibliophile @mperialscribe @adie-dee @lexiklecksi @theramwrites @writinginslowmotion @raenawrites @apollon-arium @anika-writes @faithfire @thehellinsideyourhead @adventuresofacreesty

#raev does fic #hawksong fic #the ties that bind fic #the kiesha'ra #kiesha'ra fic #my writing #danica shardae #zane cobriana #anderios #hawksong

16 notes · View notes

adelesbian · 3 years

Text

so I got covid in December and I work at a nursing home where every single one of my patients got covid and only like 4 of them died so heres some advice for if you got covid that does not require hospitalization. it's a lot like the debunked one that's going around which idk I found fine but there were just a few things I found ??? about it anyway heres what I did while working the whole time in the covid unit and what we gave to our residents

vitamins: take vitamin d3 (once a day) vitamin c (twice a day) vitamin b (once a day) and zinc (once or twice a day do not take on an empty stomach)

I was working so my work told us to drink way more water and provided Gatorade for us I'd recommend to drink more than normal cuz you needing to pee will get you out of bed which is activity whixh is good.

obv if you've got a fever take extra strength tylenol (follow the instructions I cannot stress how important this is) personally i took tylenol pm every night I worked a 12 hr shift or felt more tired than normal which I think helped me never get a fever. my boss recommended using a vicks nose spray if we were stuffy and it's like spraying vicks right in your nose which helps honestly so go find that ig. also take melatonin at night helps with falling asleep which you'll need to recover faster.

I'd check my o2 level regularly some people have that as an app on your phones. they're like 30 dollars on amazon please buy one and if your o2 is below 90 go to the hospital. you may feel shortness of breath even tho your o2 is fine that's anxiety which is why knowing your o2 is good. I found checking my comforting. now if you have really bad circulation it can get kinda wonky or if you have fingers that arent straight try putting it on the straightest finger (a paramedic told us once toes work but I havent had a chance to check that) unfortunately normal people dont habe the ear thing that checks it :(

anyway this is what I did with myself and my patients I hope this helps some. I cannot stress enough how your home is not a hospital so you need to go if you start to feel horrible (extreme shortness of breath, extreme weakness, if any of your underlying health conditions get worse, heart attack like symptoms, etc) but if you're asymptomatic/have a mild case covid's nothing to worry about just drink water and get better I believe in yall

#covid-19 #advice post

23 notes · View notes

onmymyway · 4 years

Text

Late Night Dinner

Ateez | Jeong Yunho x Reader | Suggestive/Smut/NSFW/Fluff | Fic | 1800+ Words

You stood in front of the wall length mirror in your bathroom, admiring your figure. Admittedly, you had been eating well and excising a lot more recently for this occasion. Your boyfriend, Yunho means so much to you and visa versa, so when you two had talked about past relationships and how you had moved too fast before, you each wanted to plan this out and make it as meaningful as you could.

Which is exactly why you just spent a solid half hour in the shower, shaving, exfoliating and shaving again, making sure you looked as good as you felt.

You decided to dry your hair and let it fall into its natural waves, while you kept your face bare. Yunho had always been the sweetest boyfriend when it came to your self esteem, you always used to be insecure about your faded acne scars, sleep deprived bags and your easily reddened cheeks, but Yunho has managed to reform your own thoughts about yourself.

As Yunho fell in love with you, you fell in love with yourself and you couldn’t be more excited to show him how grateful you were to him tonight.

You pulled on a simple pair of black panties and bra that seemed to look like they were a size too small, but were just designed to show a little extra cheeks and cleavage. Over the top, you slip on a simple, short, robe in your favourite colour before stepping out of the bathroom, satisfied.

While waiting for Yunho to walk through your front door, you order from his favourite fast food restaurant and schedule it to arrive in and hour and a half.

Plenty of time, right? You ask yourself before confirming the order.

You hear the jingling of keys in the front door knob and jump on your feet to run to him from your bedroom.

Wait, you stop, should I wait here and... pose? You wince at your inner monologue and decide on acting as if you normally would. You bolt to the front door of your home and before Yunho has the chance to see your outfit, you engulf him in a hug, your legs wrapping around his waist as he catches you.

You bury your face into his neck and start pecking all up along his neck until you come face to face with him, “Hi.”

“Hi Y/N,” he takes the chance to look down at your outfit as best as he can, “Wow, you look absolutely stunning.” He says in genuine awe.

You grin at him, watching as his gaze falls down the front of your robe to watch the rapid rise and fall of your chest, “Good, I was shooting for stunning.”

“You nailed it.” He giggles at his word choice, fully excited for the preconceived events of the night.

You giggle with him and lean down to kiss him, gently taking his bottom lip between your own to suck into your mouth. He groan and you suddenly feel the bobbing of your two bodies as he carries you to your bedroom. You grin, letting go of his lip and continue kissing him on his neck and ears before falling from his neck onto your bed.

You giggle and pull him back down into you, his hips pressing in between your legs. He moans against your mouth while his hands softly brush over your chest and move further down to pull on the string keeping your robe together. Once loosened, he pulls the robe off your arms and leans back to look at you.

“You are so beautiful Y/N...” he mumbles before leaning down to place soft, teasing kisses down your abdomen.

“Mmm, wait Yunho.” you stop him before he reaches your underwear. He jumps off you and stands at the edge of you bed.

“I’m sorry love, did you get nervous? I’m nervous too, but if you don’t want-” You stand up in front of him and press a finger to his lips to stop his rambling.

“I was just beginning to realise, how clothed you are compared to me.” You whisper looking up into his eyes before dragging your finger down his chest to grip the bottom of the simple white shirt he was wearing, tucked into your favourite pair of black jeans on him.

Yunho blushed at his overreaction and let you undress him down to his boxer briefs. You then spin him around and push him onto his back before straddling his waist, you hold his face in your hands, “I love you so much Yunho, I want this with you more than I ever have with anyone, so believe me when I say, I want you inside of me now.” You finish off by whispering seductively into his ear.

You feel his hands tighten a your waist as he flips you over aggressively, causing a surprised grunt to fall from your lips, “Oh, sorry love.”

You go to shake your head as tell him you like the roughness he was bringing to this moment between you two, but before you could, you felt his thumb circle over your clit through your panties. You let out a loud moan, this feeling had been long anticipated, you knew you wouldn’t need much foreplay before you’d be wet enough to take his cock.

Yunho could tell too, he could feel the heat and slick of your pussy through your panties, causing him to push them to the side and thrust a finger inside you fast and hard. At the unexpected feeling you lurch forward and cling to his shoulder, his finger slows and he mumbles out another quiet apology before slowly thrusting his finger inside of you.

His slow thrusting was equally overwhelming and not nearly enough, so in hopes of riling him up more, you reach down into his briefs to start jerking your hand over his cock. His head falls into the junction of your neck and shoulder and moans into the skin there.

He starts speeding up his finger to match your hands speed, you instantly are yearning for more, “Another- fuck- another finger- please, Yunho.” You moan into his ear.

“You sure, jagi?” He asks. Growing a little tired of his hesitance, you speed up your hand in confirmation. He gets the picture and adds a second finger to penetrate you deeper.

It’s not long before you both start thrusting your hips into each other’s hands, moaning into each other’s skin. Yunho starts speeding up, loosing himself in the pleasure and even though it’s your first time together, you can tell he’s about to cum, so you pull your hand away and sit up.

He groans out in frustration and pent up tension while leaning his forehead into your chest. You run your fingers through his hair, “I want to feel you cum inside me, love.” You mumble from above.

He lifts his head to look at you, “Really? I mean I’m clean but-“

“So am I and I’m on birth control.” You say with finality.

SAFE SEX YALL, KEEP CLEAN

He grins again and kisses you deeply, pushing you back into your pillows, his hand comes up naturally to rest against your neck and you let out a soft gasp from excitement. Yunho gets worried again and goes to move his hand to your waist, but you stop him. You grab his hand and curl his fingers around your throat, “Stop worrying, I want you to loose yourself in this as much as I am, I like when you get a little rough with me.” You explain, pulling away gently to look him in the eyes.

Yunho sees only sincerity in your eyes, which is the only reason why he says, “Tell me to stop if you don’t like what’s happening.” He waits for you to nod your head before diving in to kiss you harder than he ever has before, he sucks and nibbles at your mouth while he grinds his erection into your crotch.

You eagerly moan into each other’s mouths before pulling the underwear off each other. Yunho sits up a little and positions his cock at the dripping entrance of your pussy, before he pushes himself in, he steadies himself with the hold he has around your neck and hip.

He sheaths his cock inside of you and bottoms out in one swift move, causing you to groan out in mostly pleasure, a little sting occurring thanks to Yunhos size.

Yunho knows you must sting a little, so he moves his hand on your hips down to massage your clit and distract you from the sting. You whine out loudly, clenching down on his cock, tight. Yunho falls forward into your neck again from how tight you become around him, “Please tell me to move soon.” He mumbles, speeding up his movements on your clit.

You whine out again before nodding your head, that’s all Yunho needed before he started thrusting into your pussy hard and fast.

You look down and catch his hips moving at a lighting speed. You notice a little bump at the bottom of your stomach each time Yunho thrusts into you, causing you to moan out loudly.

“Y-yunho-o-o, you’re s-so big,” you moan into his ear and you hear his breath hitch, “Look down baby- ugh fuck- your cock is filling me up so fucking well.”

You watch Yunhos face as he looks down, he lets outs a growl-like moan before tightening his grip on your neck, pushing on the soft points under your jaw, slowing the circulation in your head.

You lean your head back and begin to get light headed, somehow causing the pleasure in your body to triple. Yunho keeps up his pace with his hips and thumb, causing your climax to come quick.

You start to really moan loudly, inadvertently telling Yunho you’re about to cum. He leans in to kiss you passionately, swallowing your moans and spitting his own groans into your mouth.

Your arms loop around his torso to dig your nails into his back as you cum, Yunho leans his forehead against yours and stops kissing you to watch your face contort in pleasure, which is exactly what he needed to cum inside of you.

Before either of you know it, your softly rutting against each other, trying to prolong your orgasms and milk each other dry. Finally Yunho starts to hiss from the overstimulation and stops inside of you.

He leans back to smile down at you, you can’t help but grin back and lean up to give him a soft kiss, “That was amazing, love.”

“You’re even better Y/N.” He kisses you again and pulls out of your abused core. You each hiss with overstimulation and you move to go pee.

SAFE SEX YALL, PEE AFTER, DONT GET A UTI

When you come back to the bedroom, Yunho has taken off the blanket from your bed that you just had sex on, “Damnit, that’s my favourite blanket.” You mumble playfully.

He smiles and pulls you in for a hug, “I’ll be your blanket tonight.”

You smile into his chest before hearing his stomach grumble. You laugh cheekily, “Luckily I ordered food to come at eight-thirty.”

Yunho shuffles you both over to where you threw his jeans to get his phone, “Um, jagi? It’s eight-forty.”

You look up at him, “Oh god! What if the person delivering is still there!”

Yunho pulls away and moves to your door, while you stay put, slightly horrified, “Don’t worry, I’ll get the door.”

You make no move to offer your own pride as sacrifice, so instead as he walks down the hall, you shout, “I LOVE YOU!”

“I KNOW!”

#ateez #kpop #smut #unedited #kpop smut #ateez smut #yunho #jeong yunho #yunho smut #kpop fluff #ateez fluff #yunho fluff

190 notes · View notes

pinkykitten · 4 years

Text

meet & greet - part 1

2845: EXILE

synopsis: It’s the year 2845. A year where Earth is in shambles and space is the new frontier. You are sent along with other cadets to a distress call about some type of unknown creature. You are new as an engineer on the ship Shiganshina and you have to work for your boss and leader of your group Levi Ackerman. But remember, in space no one can hear you scream.

pairing: levi ackerman x female! reader words: 3,406(　〇□〇） genre: fluff, space au, series, future au, romance, comedy

a/n: this is my first au series. my sis is obssessed w the alien franchise and she showed me alien isolation and it was so good she watched it like all the time and she saw markipliers game through so im excited to show yall my idea, hope yall like it. hope u like some sexy space levi cuz i know i do.

You remembered what your father taught you - how to create with your hands. How in your mind you felt lost and insignificant in this vast existence called space. But he explained to you that you could be so much more. With your help people can depend on you and believe in you and that makes you important. That makes hard work payed off when you are there for someone.

“Hey rookie, make sure to get those screws in. We don’t want this compartment tearing apart.” Hannes, your co-worker, ordered you.

You wiped the grease from your forehead. Sweat was dripping down your face. “How many times do I gotta tell you this, Hannes, just because I’m new to this job doesn’t mean I don’t know how to seal a door.” You banged the object and rolled your eyes and the insensitive words of that man. He thought he owned the business. “Besides, once I get enough cash, I can buy my own ship and head on out of here like a-”

“-person’s hair caught on fire,” Hannes chuckled. “We know this. You tell us every time.”

You pushed yourself up to get yourself a cup of coffee. “It’s true though, I’m gonna do.” You bit your gloves off as you scratched the back of your head. “Somehow.” It was difficult finding jobs for engineers. Every thing was growing and getting more modern as the days went by. Now robots took care of things and did what you could do but 10 times faster, better, and more work. Plus, you had limited knowledge, you needed to be trained more but there was only so much your old man taught you. “I already know how I’m going to decorate it and the speed.” You whistled. “That baby is going to go faster than a meteorite.” There were stars in your eyes. It was all you ever dreamed of, ever since you were a little girl. It was all you wanted to do. Build things and be on your own. Making your own rules and being your own person.

You picked up your wrench and went under the compartment to take a look at its legs.

“Um, Y/N. There’s someone here to see you.” Hannes said.

You rolled out from under to see your best friend who is like your little brother, Eren, with his two pals, Mikasa and Armin. “No way! Hey guys!” You ran to them for a hug. “I haven’t seen you guys in like 2 years!”

Eren smiled wide as he brought you aside. “Yeah, its been a while.”

“Why are you getting so tall squirt?” You ruffled his chocolate brown hair. You and Eren knew each other as little kids. His father was a doctor and was acquainted with your father. From time to time they worked together.

“Must be all that food we eat at the academy!” Armin said with a cheerful spirit.

That’s when you took one look at their attire and saw all of them wearing their space academy suits and that’s when you knew Eren came here to change your mind.

You shook your head as you walked away to look for parts.

“Y/N! Where are you going? Y/N!” Eren called out for you.

“Nice going really subtle.” Mikasa smacked Armin.

“What?” The little sunshine was lost.

Ever since Eren got into the space academy he had been trying to get you enrolled as well. It was his dream and all but not yours. You didn’t want to be stuck in a room with entitled brats that think they know it all when they really didn’t. It wasn’t your calling and you didn’t want to go and nothing, nobody could change your mind.

“Please Y/N, listen up.” Eren helped you pick up the box of parts.

“Why should I? I can’t believe the only reason you would show up and see your friend is to convince her to do something she doesn’t want to do.”

“That’s not true. It’s not like that,” Eren tried to explain.

“So you didn’t come over here to change my mind?”

Eren was silent but then gave in, “Okay, yes. But it’s because we need you!”

“Sure,” you said sarcastically. “Like I’ve never heard that before.”

Mikasa cornered you and slapped her hands on the wall near your face. “Listen to what he has to say.”

“Eren you better come grab your friend before I throw hands on a kid.” You gave a warning look.

You served them coffee as you sat and talked. “What do you need me for?”

“They’ve seen the way you work. They think you’re incredible and one of the best which you are to me and they want you on their team.”

“What makes you think I’m going to say yes?”

“We got in a call, a distress call from one of Warrior’s ships, Marley. One of our own. It’s a real emergency and it sounds like they are in real distress. They’re far away and on our radar it shows the ship is in critical condition. Warrior is sending people out to rescue those from Marley.” Armin reasoned.

“And why do you need me? Can’t Warrior do it themselves? They’ve got the people and they’ve sure got the money.”

They go silent and Mikasa places her hand on Eren’s knee. “The call that we got from one of our own said that something on the ship was dangerous to the crew. We need capable men and women on this job. Warrior has you in their files and they’ve been watching you on how you react to things. They feel you are really fit for this job.”

You shook your head, “no. I gotta get back to reality. I got so much stuff on my mind that I have to do.”

“Wait!” Eren pulled your sleeve. “They’re willing to pay a lot.”

You bit your lip. You couldn’t resist.

As you walked into the classy headquarters you regretted a bit coming here. Deep down you really didn’t know what danger could they have meant.

“Hello sir, here is Y/N L/N. She is very strong and highly capable to complete this mission.” Eren saluted to what seemed to be the boss of Warrior.

“Hello there Y/N. We were expecting you,” the man was tall and had short blonde hair. The bangs were split apart and he wore glasses. He gave his hand for you to shake. “I’m Zeke.”

“Nice to meet you Zeke. This a nice place you got here.”

“Thank you, now without further a do I would like to show you the crew that will be assisting you on this mission.”

“There’s more?” You gulped. You were not that spontaneous at working together with others. You had many ideas and usually that clashed with peoples opinions.

“Yes indeed. You will need the help,” Zeke chuckled. “I’ve seen your work that you do. You’re the one who created that electromagnetic pull to connect and pull together the two trains. I’m very impressed.”

“It’s just, stuff I learned from my pops,” you followed Zeke. Every corner you took amazed you more. Chandelier upon chandelier, buttons leading to new discoveries. You were so curious!

“I’m sure Eren told you about the distress call and the mission in itself?”

“Yeah, he told me a little about it. It sounds real terrifying. I hope the people are okay.”

Zeke smiled, “that’s why we need people like you that care enough to go save them. Now your crew that you’ll be working on is called the special operation squad, created by their captain of their ship, Erwin Smith.” He gave you a pad to look at captain Erwin’s photo. He looked very handsome and charming. His eyebrows thick and a face of seriousness. You glimpsed over his information and handed it back to Zeke.

“Looks tough.”

“Indeed he is, he once landed a plain when it ran out of power. It was just falling down to the surface and he managed to let the legs stick out the right moment that it didn’t even have a scratch.”

“Wow.”

“We have Eld Jinn, Oluo Bozado, Petra Ral, and Gunther Schultz. They graduated at the top of their classes. This will also be their first mission.”

You saw their pictures and couldn’t believe one of them was that age.

“We have Hange Zoe, smarty that one. And second in command, Levi Ackerman. He is amazing under pressure and is very strong. He is one of our best.”

You saw his complexion and he had bags under his eyes. Not what you were expecting, “he looks short.” You popped gum in your mouth.

“He is but very, very, scary. And he is going to teach you and be beside you mostly during the procedure just so you can understand and get a taste.”

“I think I can handle this myself besides why would I want to take orders from someone half my size.” You laughed as walked right into Levi.

He raised his brow, “you were saying.” His voice was deep and gruff and he truly looked like he could kill you.”

“Yes, here is the crew. Special operation squad I want you to meet your newest member Y/N L/N.” Zeke presented them to you.

You waved awkwardly. They all looked like they could eat you alive.

Oluo walked over with his hands in his pockets, “I hope you can keep up you little,” he bit his lip and started choking.

“Karma,” you smirked.

“Don’t listen to that idiot. I’m just glad to have another girl on the team! Yay!” Petra ran and high fived you.

“Hey what about me?” Hange pouted.

“Fine you too.” Petra gave her a high five.

“Sir, if I may have a word. We think we might have found a way to get into the breach. Since the power is down there may be a way we can open the latched door and connect Shigashina to Marley.” Erwin walked Zeke over to the map on the screen.

“Actually that won’t work.” You spoke up.

“Who is she?” Erwin questioned.

“See,” you pulled the blue print of Marley to the crew. “There is only a limited power left on that ship circulating certain items on it and is whats keeping the ship staying up. Light, vents, door, you get the point. If we try to open the gate to connect the two ships all the power left will go to that door. So instead we go over to Marley and get in our suits. Physically walk to Marley and try to open a small vent or door there. It will be safe because we’ll be hooked. I’ve done it many times...Names Y/N L/N.” You shook Erwin’s hand. “And I’m your newest crew member.”

Everyone cooed and awwed at your ability. It was like you said the best comeback. You looked to see Levi not smile but his eyes did the talking. You could tell he was proud of you.

“Excellent work Y/N. I knew you were made for this job. Levi, make sure you teach her more. She is already a great learner.” Zeke said.

Hange pushed you to Levi and you wrapped your arms around his head for support. “I guess you’re my student now. Don’t mess this up.”

You weren’t a fond of this amazing hero Levi.

“Has she heard the call yet?” Erwin asked.

“No i haven’t.”

The call was shaky at first but then a girls voice came on, “Hello Warrior. This is Marley in the midst of completing the Warrior program. Day 34. Every thing was fine at first. But then everything went to Hell.” There was a bang in the background. “I don’t have much time and I don’t know if I’ll be alive but we need assistance here, asap! Something is here, its coming and its killing! We need someone quick! Please!” It cuts off with a roar and then silence.

Your heart is beating fast and you feel faint. You take a seat, “that’s awful.” Were you really ready for this mission? “Why did they go there in the first place?”

“To look for more planets that contain life of course. Isn’t that what its always about.” Zeke explained.

“Our mission crew, is to rescue Marley and bring as many home to safety. We do our best and we make sure we take down whatever that threat may be so it doesn’t come to the population.”

You ship Shiganshina was being loaded with supplies. Gun were being transported and you almost felt your throat go dry. You tried to keep a tough face but you were never in a situation like this.

“You okay?” Levi asked.

He startled you with the suddenness. “Will we be using those?”

Levi saw the fear in your eyes and patted your back, “only if we need to.” He handed you a black space suit. “For you. Put it on, were going to be ready in about 5.”

As you put on the skin tight space suit you began to realize how real this really was. It frightened you and made you want to go back to where it was safe. But you made a promise. Your father taught you to help people and these people needed your help.

Being and engineer you fell in love with Shiganshina. It was an older model ship but it was redone to look modern. It was bigger than any ship you ever seen that it took more than 20 people to pilot this thing. It was so gorgeous to you every aspect of it. “I’m in love.”

“Did you know that this was the first ship of its kind to be made?” Hange Zoe spat out facts. Zeke was right, she was very smart.

“It’s so special,” your fingertips grazed the cool metal of the ship.

Waling into the chilling area you saw the crew playing ping pong and reading. It was announced that the ship took off. You grabbed a coffee and sat next to Eld.

“Man the way you gave it to Erwin!” Oluo joked. “He looked like he pooped himself!” He laughed. Petra came and sat on his lap. “Don’t act like you’re so cool. You always copy Levi.”

Gunther almost died laughing. “She got you there dude.”

“So this is your guys first mission too. Are you scared?”

“Why are you? Then maybe you shouldn’t be on this ship.” Oluo eyed you down.

Petra smacked his head, “stop being a jerk! Y/N is part of us now. I am a little scared but I know I am ready to prove myself to Warrior.”

“At least you had training. I’m just learning as I go.”

“I’ll teach you the best way I can.” Levi suddenly appeared holding his cup of coffee odd. “You just have to be teachable.”

“I am!” You were getting aggravated. You were equal to them and you had to start believing it.

“Psst,” Eld tapped you. “Don’t worry, I’m a little scared too. I’ve got a wife and two kids back at home.” Eld showed you a picture of them in his locket.

You grinned, “they are a beautiful family. I’m sure you’re making them proud. Thanks by the way. I’m glad someone else is scared around here.”

You scooped the rest of your stew out of your cup as the others bursted out laughing while saying stories of their training.

“Remember you fell in the sewer?” Hange chuckled as she picked up the dishes to put away in the sink. “That was pretty gross my man.”

Gunther rolled his eyes, “I got all that crap in my hair for like months. It was not funny and you know it.”

“What about when Eren slipped and did a split when he was talking to that chick?” Levi recalled, sipping his tea in a strange manner.

“He did a split?” You almost choked on a piece of meat. “That behemoth?”

“Ha ha very funny.” Erwin said sarcastically. “I thought she was endgame and that was so humiliating.”

“You still went on a date though.” Oluo said, “I remember she threw that cake on your face.”

You raised your brow and tried to hold in your chuckle. “What? She did that to you? Why?”

“It’s because-” Levi started.

“No let me tell it,” Hange butted in. “Erwin, I don’t think this is gonna work.” She impersonated the lady in a valley girl voice. “Like, you are too much in your job and you will never make time for me. I need a man who will spoil me and who will make me,” they all yelled in unison, “their sexy, little, queen of a thang!”

Oluo banged on the table, cackling loud, tears running down his face. Hange fell on the floor while Erwin was trying to cover his face to hide the blush. You laughed so hard you flipped your bowl. “Oh crap!” You looked and saw a tiny hint of a smile on Levi’s face. It was a different look and you liked it. He looked cute and it made you happy.

“You finished?” He asked.

“Yeah,” you yawned. “I’mma hit the showers.”

You couldn't go to sleep. Tossing and turning you had all these expectations of what this mission entailed. Some were excited while some were terrified of the danger that laid on ship Marley. You didn’t know what to expect.

Sweat dripped down your back and your heart pounded fast. You shot up and breathed deeply.

Going to the kitchen you were looking for milk to drink to help with your insomnia. You were searching the refrigerator.

“What are you doing up?”

You shrieked as you jumped. It was Levi, leaning against the counter. “Oh my God, you scared me!” You clutched your heart.

“Couldn’t sleep?”

You nodded, “is it that obvious?”

He peered down to the carton of milk. “Eld told me what you two talked about.” Levi crossed his arms and you saw his muscles trying to rip out of his hoodie. “Its okay to be scared. If you’re not scared then you’re not human and when you’re doing this type of job you need everything to remind you that you still are. Besides, I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

You were silent because no one had ever said that to you. But you wondered if he was genuine. “I’ve never left that garage I worked at. Traveling space like this its always something I wanted but I’m just - the unknown is whats terrifying. I’m scared that I’ve wanted this for so long, what if its not what I expected? What if I fail?”

“That’s why you have to try it though, its to see what you feel about something. Because you’ll live your life not knowing and that being a mystery, and that is the worst feeling ever.”

“Yeah,” you scratched the back of your head.

“Give me your hand, I want to show you something?” Levi outstretched his hand to you.

“Where are you taking me?”

“I want to show you something amazing, idiot just take the dang hand.”

You clutched his palm and he made his way to the window of the ship. It was big and wide. It was as if the world was laid out in front of you.

“Wow,” you said amazed. Your eyes widened. The amazing galaxies and space reflected into your eyes. The sun was a little far way and was bright and beautiful. “Its so...perfect.”

“Right?” Levi leaned against the wall. “That’s kinda about the good thing about this job. The view is unbeatable.”

“I’ll say.” You smirked. “To think we are just a tiny part of this bigger picture. Makes you feel insignificant.”

“No, to me it makes me feel lucky. Lucky that I’m alive to witness something this great.”

You grabbed a hold of Levi’s hand, still looking at the space. “Thank you Levi.” Tears fell down your face.

Levi looked shocked and was about to ask but your look turned into something that was horrifying. You covered your mouth as you gasped. “What happened?”

He gazed to where you were pointing and his eyes widened. He ran and shouted and he went to go get the crew.

The ship Marley was there. Out of power, just floating like a lump of rock in the middle of space. It pieces broken and looking ruined. Something was terribly wrong.

a/n: oooh spooky lol i wonder whats gonna happen. phew that was a lot of writing i hope u guys enjoy it bc it means so much to me. but i mean u all can tell that levi is ready to drop everything for y/n, they already having heart eyes!!!

Tag list: @carat-bebe, @angelgl16, @perfectlybeautifulsuit, @hyehoney, @haven-prelude (wont let me tag), @leasly, @totally-alexa21, @creamy-pasta-boi, @multireese, @fanfictionrecommendations-com, @prentisskelley, @malereaderforkpop (wont let me tag), @guardian-of-cookies, @justafangirl-97, @teenageshitposts (wont let me tag), @dippergravity (wont let me tag), @some-booty, @fromfoolishpeopletodeadpeople, @collectiveyou, @wtfisalltherandoms, @dirbel, @eastcoasthaven, @fangirl-4-life415 (wont let me tag), @melonreblogsstories, @fandomchick80, @awkwardspontaneity

wanna be tagged in my crap? comment!

Please Reblog, like or comment! It means a lot to me and I truly appreciate it:)

23 notes · View notes