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rivalsforlife · 5 months

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I finished the new persona 5 tactica game and its dlc in 7 days which is faster than most people with their priorities in order, so I am ahead of all of my friends and therefore am going to dump all my spoilery opinions here.

The gameplay was fun (I played on easy mode because I am a baby) and I liked making triangles. that was definitely the most satisfying part of the game when I could make triangles and wipe out every enemy on the board at once. I felt like a god. I liked seeing these characters again, I like them, I like getting little insights into their lives.

I can't say that the story was """objectively""" bad but it did a lot of things that just kind of irritated me / felt sloppy / holy shit this is some of the worst Women Writing in a franchise I wouldn't say has particularly stellar Women Writing.

To begin with, I will list off my predictions going into this game based off of trailers:

-This is obviously taking place inside this toshiro guy's brain and/or he's the one who is causing all of this.

-all the villains are going to be Evil People In His Life

-first boss Marie is going to be his wife/fiancee, but it's some kind of political marriage type deal. second boss is going to be some kind of mentor/boss. probably run into a character that is going to be his teacher at some point when the school arc hits

-erina is based on a real person in his life as well who was involved in whatever sort of rebellion toshiro did outside of all this.

This is practically exactly what happens in the game, with the exception that I got the second boss's identity wrong (he's the father, which in hindsight I should've guessed from the start - instead I guessed as soon as Toshiro brought up that his father arranged his marriage).

It might be my fault for watching the trailers before playing but in my defense this game is extremely predictable. Like I said, I guessed the second boss's identity before he even showed up in the game. I think it became pretty apparent this was toshiro's fault early into the game.

uh what else. first kingdom I didn't love much because it felt very repetitive and like it went on for too long. as I wrote in discord after finishing it:

toshiro and erina are both fine but a lot of it is like. extremely predictable and blatant about it. like I could guess marie's whole deal from the trailers so it's a lot of "yeah we know. yeah we know" and it feels weird how the phantom thieves haven't yet at all guessed that toshiro is the cause of this when it feels like that's deefinitely how they're going to end up. a lot of the early segments felt repetitive (toshiro "oh no we should run away why would we risk getting hurt" erina "but we have to stand up for what is right!" toshiro "!" repeat endlessly until close to the end of the kingdom). and I definitely did not enjoy marie as a villain, she's so cartoonishly evil that it just kind of got to the point of exhaustion. comparing her as a first-game villain to someone like kamoshida for example, both are horrible people, but seeing kamoshida in real life and his actions in real life and how it was affecting everyone, despite him being fairly one-dimensional as a villain, made him an extremely hateable but very effective villain. I did not feel any of that for marie I was just sick of her. I'm hoping the game steps it up a bit moving forward bc I think the "not seeing the villains in reality aside from a few brief glimpses" thing might be rough on that aspect

I played the DLC after the first kingdom, which was a mistake because they have the same credits as the full game meaning I got spoiled on Yuki being related to him somehow. I thought she was a sister, maybe, until the moment toshiro brought up that his mom was dead, and then it was pretty obvious but it took the game FOREVER to actually state this.

Yuki's writing is where I really started to lose it because her character trait is Mother. There's nothing else. I actually laughed a bit when she jumped in front of that beam to protect toshiro because literally where else could it possibly be going. at this time I declared her "the most fridged persona character ever". this was, perhaps, naive.

THIRD KINGDOM. the introduction of eri natsuhara who dragged erina down with her. we have now completed the "bitch wife - mother - manic pixie dream girl" trifecta of shitty female character writing tropes. And I don't think it would bother me quite so much if they didn't go for all three in the same game and none of those three seemed to have any amount of motivation outside of toshiro.

Like again I'm not going to claim that persona has ever had stellar female character writing, but they typically at least manage to have the characters have some amount of traits outside of whatever guy they're associated with...? They have some characters I really like (Futaba, Yukari, Mitsuru as examples off the top of my head) and most at least have some part of their character arc as an individual one.

I guess the closest I could compare Eri's whole thing to is Aigis, but Aigis at least had a good part of her character arc independent, tying into the overall "meaning of life" theme, trying to figure out her own purpose and soul and ending up on "wanting to protect the protagonist" isn't bad because the game is about friends giving you the meaning of life. aigis contributes a lot thematically and I think her character arc makes sense. at least in my view.

I did not see any reason for Eri to be the supportive character to Toshiro's whole deal, but she's like "I'm going to help you achieve your dreams!!" when her own dreams and goals took a hard sideline in the plot. We know basically nothing about what Eri's done in the presumably decades between the high school events and the events of this game. The game really tried pushing the "sometimes, if you fight back... people get hurt!" but it was much more of an emphasis on "toshiro is sad that eri got hurt" and much less "how is Eri actually suffering from this other than in hospital wearing bandages". we know she lost her will to fight but the girl literally just got hit by a train so who can blame her for that, we don't know how or why she regained it, I especially don't like that she made the whole thing about "I'll catch up to you one day!". Did she get to graduate? What's her career like? What's the extent of her injuries and how do they impact her day-to-day life? We know Toshiro got shunned by everyone but did Eri have her social circle decimated as well, especially since Toshiro apparently never talked to her again??

It's like the focus on Eri's injuries was a) she lost her will to fight :( b) Toshiro is sad about it and they won't be able to fight together anymore :( and not the things about how it's impacted her life outside of Toshiro. I think that would've been nice to see more.

And the thing I especially didn't like about how they wrote Eri is that her character dragged down Erina, who was pretty good throughout the first arc, fell kinda into the background in the second arc, and then in arc 3 just got pretty much merged with Eri and suddenly her sole purpose was to protect Toshiro's heart -- nothing about the people she was trying to protect in the first arc or really anything other than a few allusions to an ongoing identity crisis over not being a real person. I will admit that her turning into a Persona was the first time I was genuinely caught off guard in this game.

(Sidenote: It was so obvious throughout the third arc that the ruler would be Shadow-ish Toshiro that the red herring they were pulling with nakabachi was completely insufferable.)

Anyways I get that this wasn't an Erina Game it's a Toshiro Game but it's just the combination of a bunch of weird writing decisions that really got to me in this case and at a certain point it was like doing a bingo for "shitty women writing". Eri is both the Inspiration For Toshiro's Rebellious Spirit who also Sees His Potential and Wants To Help Him Achieve His Dreams and then is later The Poor Defenseless Victim And Her Being Hurt Causes Toshiro To Lose His Way But Still Inspires Him To Be Better, and she's also The Woman Who Broke His Heart And Spirit And Is The Cause Of His Suffering But He Doesn't Regret The Time They Spent Together... it's just a weird checklist and it got tiring for me. I don't mind some of these things if it wasn't also in conjunction with Yuki's sole personality being Mother and Marie's sole personality being Bitch Wife Only Marrying Me For My Status.

idk maybe I'll feel better about it as time passes but at a certain point it was like my god are we really still doing this.

anyways what else. the DLC! I enjoyed the DLC overall. I really liked Guernica and Luca's whole thing. I think it was mostly held back by the fact that neither Akechi or Sumire were their normal selves and you couldn't fully allude to their Problems. Akechi kind of did nothing even if bullying him was fun. Sumire got a few good moments. I found it especially weird that Akechi didn't pick up on anything being up with "Kasumi", especially when at one point Luca literally calls her "Kasumi" in front of everyone, and especially when he should have picked up on something being weird when Sumire was talking about her sister since to the best of my knowledge japanese doesn't have an age-neutral "sister" word so she would have been saying "younger sister" when she meant "older sister". but I'd be interested in checking the original out to see if they got away with it some other way.

(I do find Akechi's one weird "let me guess, you're a god" comment extremely funny though. Is it meant to imply he's dealt with gods before this because I don't think he should have. I think Akechi got too much knowledge of how persona games work for a second.)

I really think Akechi could've been an interesting addition to the main game considering the plot is centered around the guy who is rumored to be becoming prime minister after Shido, but I figured out pretty quick that they couldn't put him in here because he would just have too much knowledge about the current political state and would be able to deduce at least most of the second arc very quickly. at least half this game apparently operates on idiot plot or in one memorable case "yeah I thought something was off but apparently decided not to say anything about it until now". so back to purgatory with you, akechi.

oh one last thing. in the main story. why the fuck were the phantom thieves there?? I get how the whole thing got constructed for toshiro but there was no reason for the thieves to get called into this, because the god wouldn't want them there and (unlike the dlc) toshiro wouldn't have called for them, unless maybe it was subconscious, but they really don't even attempt at giving a half-assed explanation so I am still completely lost on that.

anyways overall like I said I had fun but a lot of this felt sloppy. sometimes I feel bad about my writing skills but then I remember how incredibly unsubtle persona is and feel better about myself. I really wish erina could have driven the plot on her own right and not just for toshiro's sake. that's kind of the part I feel bitterest about at this point.

#ramblings #this is my first time playing a story-based game more or less blind on release #so maybe I got too in my head about it #overall: had lots of fun but also had a loooot of personal gripes about the writing

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transmasc-wizard · 2 years

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9, 10, 17 and 24 for the ask game!

9. Do you believe in ghosts? This isn’t about writing I just wanna know

no, but that's because I have 2 cats

closet door opens randomly at night? It's the cats. Unseen growling? The cats. Large thumping noises? cats. scratching noises from the basement? CATS. i am physically incapable of blaming things on ghostly presence

10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

everything i've never finished haunts me because i can't stop thinking about it

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

i don't think you expected to hear about dragons when you asked this but SURPRISE! you are now

dragons are an entire animal family in GFS. Like, there's mammals, birds, reptiles, fish, etc etc, but then there's also dragons in their own classification.

To be a dragon, something must lay eggs, have a hoard (as in, a collection of objects/things that they keep track of and feel distress upon losing), not be exclusively herbivores, and possess some sort of innate magic power. They may or may not be considered sentient and have developed languages, and they can look like basically anything. They all also must descend back from some fucked up little creatures the gods put on the planet like 1000+ years ago (that's part of why they're magical).

Dragons will nest in these HUGE colonies, often living in mountains, forests, cave systems, and canyons. Littler dragon species often gravitate to bigger ones (except for, uh. dragons that eat other dragons lol) and pick pests off of them/from their area. In return, the larger dragons leave the littler ones alone and let them stay in their caves.

The 2 dragon species I like best are the ones known as Tea Set Dragons and Bullet Dragons. (They have scientific names but I haven't... made those yet). Tea Sets range from being the size of a teacup to a teapot, roughly, and have intricate designs that many tea sets have copied, hence the name. Bullet Dragons were partially bred by humans, and they're used in battle; they're sleek and range from the size of a pony to a horse, with incredibly delicate bones (so they can fly better; less weight) but very aerodynamic shape and extremely sharp teeth. They come in grey and copper tones; that + their build + their purpose has given them the name "Bullet Dragons".

Angel has a little Tea Set named Teacup; he is very very small, white with swirly blue patterns, and has learned about 50 words. He sends short-distance messages and also functions as a bit of an anxiety pet. Tasya has a Bullet named Silver; Bullets don't talk (they may have the ability? but it was mostly bred out), but Silver is very intelligent and also quick to bond with her. A Bullet, once it's picked its rider, will not bond to another one, so Silver and Tasya are stuck together (even if Tasya's hesitant toward owning a battle dragon at first).

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

uh. this is my planning process, and though i wrote that post like 7 months ago, it's still pretty accurate. It doesn't mention my bullet point thing I don't think? But yeah I do roughly what's described in that post, and I also write out everything that happens in a very detailed bullet point list (like. GFW #2's bullet point outline was over 7 thousand words). I really like preparing/outlining/plotting (whatever you wanna call it lol), although lately since i haven't drafted in awhile i AM feeling super antsy to start doing that again.

ty for the ask!!

#asks #bat wherearetheplants #ask game #writblr ask game #also. uh #wip gfs #since the whole dragon ramble up there is a bit relevant i think

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starblue2406 · 2 years

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My comment on chapter 6

@littlecarnet

Well, here goes my comment on chapter 6, just before chapter 7 Why did you post it here and up to this point? Because I barely finished the memes and only here I can comment this with memes.

About the new discovery... Well, objectively speaking, it was very good how you handled that discovery of our dear Arceus. It was not something treated with morbid curiosity but with delicacy and innocence.

I liked it a lot and it made me think about many things that I will talk about later.

Speaking more personally, the truth is that I died laughing when I read it, I'm sorry! I already have my head very contaminated with the memes that men do with that topic, and the meme above is the clear representation of that xD.

P.S. :One thing I would like to add is a question and a complaint. If Arceus was supposed to have been in it for about an hour ... That means he did "it" while the shower head was open? Because if so, that means Arceus wasted a LOT of water. And yes, I understand the context and all but, no shit Arceus! There's a state in my country that has no water and this guy just spends it stupidly on that! XD

There, that's all I had to say. Something very "XD" and out of nowhere but I had to mention that, LOL.

Oh Delia's aunt, that was one of the funniest things in the whole story in my opinion. Very cool lady and all, but she's a little too intense xd.

I got a good laugh out of seeing Delia doing her best not to be on top but it wasn't worth it, now she even convinced her to have something with that guy who saved her life.

It seems to me that this lady watches Latin soap operas every afternoon, because she is that kind of person. What's more! I could tell she asks you if you've gotten a date yet at Christmas dinners xD.

But sure, I like that even she has an important role with a personality that to me is memorable. Maybe one day I'll deign to make a fanart based on how I imagine her.

That big walk in the festival was very nice, funny to imagine Arceus insisting with Delia about what she has the gift of aura, eating delicious food and seeing that charming town. All very nice, no reyeni moments and always on the way to the main story while the characters are growing up I like! I understand that in this kind of scenes it's easy to lose the way but very good! I like that everything goes according to a great plan! >:D

God, I can't imagine Arceus' face when he realized he became what he swore to destroy. He captured a random Pokémon (a Ditto) and it will be fun and interesting to see what happens with that, I mean, seeing Arceus dealing with this will be something very entertaining and I think that will end very well.

Okay, now let's talk a little bit about Cogita. She's a love as a person and as a grandmother (?). It's nice to see how Arceus can always count on her for anything, very cute indeed. Reminds me of my Russian Empire version of the contryhuman, both are loving and trying to guide their respective loved ones, thanks to his wisdom and experience of centuries (in the case of Cogita Thousands of years)

Only my Russian Empire is more of a dad than a grandpa jsjsjs.

It gives me a lot of intrigue, truth be told. I want to know more in detail her story, I want to know more about her history with Arceus and more from her regarding her relationship with Volo (Though most likely in chapter 7 you'll answer me some of this).

My god, I haven't played the pokemon legends Arceus game, but is Volo really that dangerous? What I've seen of him in the gameplays is that to me he's just religiously obsessed with Arceus and his vision of how the world should be. I thought Arceus would see him as a nutty guy who managed to make a mess out of that madness…. But now I see that here he's more like a VERY dangerous nutcase. I'M EXCITED FOR WHAT'S COMING UP NEXT WITH THIS VILLAIN!!!….

Arceus sure is sick of him, he doesn't even want to see him anymore. I'm sure his insanity and immortality made him very irritating for this god.

Bonus: This way the meme still looks funny, the actor's face from the original meme came out just the right way for this image. LOL

#opinion #review #fanfiction #fanfic meme #fanfic fanart

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scary-senpai · 4 months

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I saw a cool Ask Game and decided to ask myself (and then answer) all the questions as an exercise in brevity for a treat.

What's a trope you want to explore this year?

I don’t think much about tropes unless I’m actively breaking them, but I am considering playing around with the soulmates trope in a yet-to-be-published Jujutsu Kaisen WIP. Maybe because I’m both ace and polyam, I Have Complex Feelings about both of these tropes and seek to explore them through subversion.

Is there a fic you hope to finish this year?

Many of them, hopefully 😅 In 2021, I posted an OPM / My Hero Academia crossover where Garou attends UA (“be the trouble you wish to see in the world.”) I want to publish an additional story where Garou fights Tokoyami at Sports Day, BUT Garou is nearly disqualified for trying to teach Dark Shadow to fetch. I would also like to type up my Les Mis fic (tentatively titled “joly and Combeferre and zombies”) before I lose it, which is always a concern with handwritten drafts.

Is there anything new you want to try with your writing? A new genre? Style of writing?

A TV script! When you apply to write for a television show, you typically submit a fanfic script for a current sitcom (also known as a “spec script”) and a script for your own original pilot. I’ve decided my spec script will be for What We Do in the Shadows. I’m not an active member of the fandom, but I do love the show. silly/spooky has always been my jam 👻

If you write fanfiction, is there a fandom you haven't written for that you want to this year? Are you going to try?

See above! (What we do in the shadows). Also maybe I will get around to publishing some of my Bungo Stray Dogs stuff

Is there a ship you haven't written for that you're going to try to write for this year?

I’d love to try writing more x Reader stuff! But I’m also nervous about it. I’m curious if there are more people like me that enjoy fics with intimacy but not necessarily sex. I had a lot of fun with Trolling for Soup (Jujutsu Kaisen) which was my Gojo Satoru x Reader story—Gojo tries to make soup. That’s it. That’s the plot.

Is there a trope you're going to leave behind?

I don’t think so, because that’s hard for me to answer. I think about the characters and the story first before I consider what trope it might fit into.

Is there a ship you're going to leave behind?

Doubtful! I have some ideas I’m not sure I’ll get to, but it’s very much a “this isn’t goodbye, I’ll see you later” sort of thing.

Is there any projects you're starting this year?

Define “start” 🤣 — most of my ideas marinate for in my head for awhile before I publish.

This year, I decided to apply for writing fellowships and social work programs, and then leave the rest up to God. I have a few derivative works from pieces currently in public domain (The Sun Also Rises, The Monkey’s Paw but make it Zoom calls) and I’d love to get some funding or something to work on those in a more serious / professional way.

Overall id like to be more aware of the resources that exist for aspiring writers

Is there a fandom you won't be writing for anymore?

I don’t think so—if I don’t write for a fandom for a period of time, it’s usually due to time constraints (like I wasn’t able to publish anything for Jujutsu Kaisen or Bungo Stray Dogs this year, even though I made significant progress on drafts). But I’m also challenging myself to write shorter, more imperfect pieces as opposed to laboring over chapters for months or literal years, as I’ve done before

Do you have a goal for this year for your writing? Any word count? A genre you want to mark off?

I’d love to publish one fic per month without it getting in the way of adulting.

What story you think will become your most popular this year?

If I publish the next bit of the Garou / MHA crossover, I anticipate it will be the most popular primarily due to fandom size. If I recall correctly, my hero academia is one of the most popular fandoms on ao3 (it’s certainly one of the most popular anime / mangas right now!).

If you haven't created any, will you create any OCs? Will you create more OCs?

Inevitably, yes! Ocs make the world go ‘round.

Will you participate in any challenges this year?

Do fandom events count? I will almost certainly do wanpanmas again, and whumptober if time. I do not think I will attempt to combine whumptober and flufftober again, though. That damned near killed me. It was a ton of fun though!

Book covers, are you going to try making book covers?

No, although if I manage to finish a longfic I will certainly commission some art as a treat 😆 as much as I’d love to get back to drawing, this is probably not the year for that to happen

Will you be taking any requests this year?

I’m always open to requests, especially if they are gen / platonic. I’d be open to making them spicier if it’s for a rarepair or coming from someone who doesn’t typically see themselves represented in self-inserts, but that would probably be a dialogue.

If someone expresses interest in a current WIP—it can bump an existing idea up the queue, so to speak. But my best and most joyful works are always those I write for other people.

What's a trope you know you're not going to write for this year?

I have characters that tend to get hurt a lot and then refuse to be comforted, so I’m tempted to say H/C, haha.

But who knows. I feel like I have absolutely no say over what my characters do, haha. Never say never! 😉

Any AUs you want to try this year?

Not really, but I’d love to finish everything’s pushing up daisies (flower shop mafia AU, Jujutsu Kaisen fic). this is the story that combined all the flufftober and whumptober prompts and also almost killed me.

Any authors you hope to collab with this year?

The ghost of Herman Melville (jk). But I’ll collaborate with anyone, really! I’m generally happy to work with other people who want to work with me.

What's a struggle in your writing you're going to overcome this year?

Working too long on a piece without taking a step back to understand what’s broken about it. Getting caught in small descriptive details when the issue is the core foundation

Freebie question! {Be sure to ask the question!}

What other fannish things are you working on?

I am hoping to apply to run some panels at AnimeMidwest that will be interactive and least a little performative in nature—ex: Bereavement group for people who have lost characters, support group for reluctant/accidental anime dads, “my blorbo has never done anything wrong, ever.” And if I’m brave, maybe I’ll do another stand-up set!

#asks #writing asks #my writing

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happyselves · 3 years

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Wrong Number { Lando Norris x reader one shot }

WARNING !!! EXPLICIT !!!

You were the new PR assistant of Mclaren F1 Team and you end up adapting pretty quickly even starting to have some friends in the team and you were actually at grand prix for the weekend, working on the social media stuff. Obviously for your work you had to have the driver's phone number, but you haven't had the need to use it yet.

You were chilling in your bed, in that gorgeous hotel room, writing some new plans and ideas of videos for the next day where you will have to film a video of the drivers for the youtube of the team. Your phone was lost in your bed sheet and you were on it. Usually you aren't staying up this late but grand prix's weekends were a lot of work.

Indeed you were focused, glasses on almost done with your work. As soon as you finish, content with what you did, you close your computer and put it down next to bed, searching your phone everywhere to turn it off but you saw the little notification and decided to click on it.

Your eyes went wide as you saw the picture of a penis in erection, you double checked the name ... " Lando Norris " . What was happening was that he ... you didn't know how to react before seeing the three little points telling you that he was writing to you.

" OMG I'm so so sorry that wasn't meant for you, omg omg I'm so so sorry really Oh my god "

Obviously you were still shocked, I mean it was Lando Norris, the driver you work with ... You are supposed to see him tomorrow, how are you both going to be able to move on from this. Of course he does what he wants to do in his personal time. That's not your business to tell but a dick pic ? Why were you feeling so hot right now ? Was it because of the embarrassment or was it something else ? Because your stomach makes you feel a weird sensation that extends below between your legs. You took so long to respond that the three dots appeared again.

" I understand if you don't want to answer but know that I'm deeply sorry sincerely, I don't know what to do, if I could delete it and go back like 20 minutes ago I would, I'm not like that .. I'm not someone dirty ... doing that to someone... that's not who i am at all... "

You read and another message appeared.

" I had a bet with my friends, it's so dumb I feel so bad now, please say something I don't want this to change your work environnment ... "

How could you respond to him, staying professional ? Or admitting that you were so turned on by this picture and him, that you were imagining him touching you, one hand inside your underwear and the second one holding your phone, watching this picture again and again. He was large and the perfect size like how you like it. It was too late for your brain to function properly when you already had a press to send a message your thumbs wrote on it's own.

" You turned me on "

Shit ... that's all you had written ? The realisation hit you, what did you just do ... Why were you feeling so dirty right now but you were so excited to see his response, to see how he will react, that was a bit perverted of you but it felt so good to let yourself go lose like this. Too bad it was with basically one of your bosses ... The dots appeared so quick on the screen ... that's it you went too far and you are about to get kicked out of that team.

" Turn you on ? "

...

" Ohhhh ... "

" OH "

He was freaking out, of course he was freaking out. You were about to write something when the next text came at your surprise.

" You like it ? "

Oh god, he is entering a dangerous game now, first him sending you a pic and then you lose yourself that you respond something completely out of character and now he is playing along with it and you want more, so much more.

" Yeah ... a lot ... don't feel sorry and don't feel ashamed of it "

The anticipation of his next message was burning your inner self.

" I feel proud ... I don't really know what to say actually "

You knew what to do and you did it. You took a picture of your hand down your underwears touching yourself and send him accompanied with a little description " Now we are even "

His response didn't wait long before it came.

" Stop it [YN] are you doing that because of me ? "

You giggle and the vibration of your laugh made you moan somehow, you were feeling so hot right now and your hand was moving slowly to massage you. You were trying your best to not go too fast cause you wanted the pleasure to last, but it was hard writing with only one hand so you pressed the button to dial him. You didn't know if he would pick up but you needed to finish what you started. It rang 3 times before he picked up, both of you went quiet for a moment before you talked with a small almost whispering voice.

" I didn't know if you would pick up "

Lando POV :

What was happening to me, out of everything the person I sent a pic to… it has to be her, the new girl in the team, the actually pretty sexy new girl ... whyyyy ? But I was so surprised to see that she wasn't freaking out, quite the opposite actually, she wasn't as shy and innocent as she makes us all believe and I liked that. I liked that I might be the only one to see the little demon waking up behind that angelic figure. She put me in shock when she wrote that I turned her on, she didn't have much to do and the mystery of this got me so curious and then she sent me a picture of her touching herself, saying we are even ? She was playing a dangerous game here and if I'm not careful I might become addicted to it. She threw me off one more time by calling me, I didn't know what to do and I almost missed the call before picking up. What can I say to her? I hardly speak to her during work time and I don't even know if I would remember her voice.

And then she spoke with the most innocent angelic voice yet kinda out of breath, I wanted to moan just by listening to her but I bit my lips very hard for the sound to not come out of my mouth.

" well I wasn't sure if I could to "

She giggled and I swear I felt a twitch in my pants.

" I'm glad you did "

Her voice was erratic now, and I could bet she was pleasuring herself. Dangerous, mysterious, a little dirty and slightly perverted but in a good way. Knowing that you switch that button in her brain that turns on her just by sending a picture was so exciting to me and made me want her even more. I saw her so many times, the McLaren's team outfit wasn't doing her justice but I could see her pretty curve, she was giving the body of a goddess. She was everything I was attracted to, physically and now knowing this dark side of her, mentally too. I want more, so much more again and I was imagining her touching herself just for me and my mouth opened on it's own, letting sound escaping it have my eyes closed. It took me time before I realised that I was on the phone with her again.

Lando: shittt, [ YN ] what are we doing ?

You : I don't know but I can't stop, not now it's too late

Lando : What are you doing ?

You : You know what I am doing don't you ? And that's on you ..

Damn if I could leave my room right now and meet her in her and take her I would !

Lando : I need you to tell me what you are doing cause I'm going crazy here ..

She paused before talking again.

You : I'm touching myself thinking of you, your hand on me, how warm you would feel on me, how the veins in your arms would pop up...

I bet her fingers were moving rather fast than slow right now cause she whimpered from time to time. For real this woman that I barely know is driving me crazy and knowing that she is just a couple meters away from me. I love it so much because it feels like she is a forbidden fruit, a delicious one that I can't touch but desperately want and need now that I almost had the taste of it.

You : And you, what are you doing ?

You POV

You were far from the edge but you felt the tingling spike between your legs, he could go quick or slow, the orgasm was preparing itself, sending you electricity randomly.

Lando : I'm slowly caressing myself down to go and take myself thinking of you, your hair tingling my skin, how your hands feel on my naked torso and so far you look absolutely gorgeous.

You bit your lips so hard at how he pictured perfectly what was going on in your mind, you were in symbiosis. There was a question burning your lips for so long already and you really wanted to ask him so you dare so.

You : Do you wanna come into my room ?

Lando : Are you sure ? I'm pretty sure there are some rules that we can't cross.

You : They don't need to know and even if they know if you take the responsibility they can't do anything.

Lando : Oh trust me I will take the responsibilities for it.

You : Then come to room 155, and be quick and quiet cause there are other people on the team in the next rooms.

You hung up the phone and quickly went to the bathroom, you didn't know what was going on in your head to be so bold but you needed it so much, you needed him so much. You check yourself in the mirror, you were supposed to sleep in a big oversize mclaren tee shirt with just a pj short that we could barely see because of the shirt.

Lando soon knocks on the door twice and you jump off the bed to go and open it. As soona so do so you bring him by the shirt and crash your lips into his. He pushes you inside the room and closes the door behind you, pinning you against the wall. He was kissing you with so much passion, literally eating your lips, tasting all of you like you were something rare that he will never taste again. His hands went under your shirt and he was surprised to see that you didn't have a bra. His palms found themself at home on each side of your breast lifting you before holding you from your thighs. You were mesmerized to see such a young shy man like him being so confident right now and that turns you on even more. Your legs were now crossed around him not letting him now that you had him, hands in his curls playing with them. He was like a puppy when you pulled them a little bit, breaking the kiss, closing his eyes and moaning into your ears, what a beautiful melody it was. He kissed your jaw mufflying something as soon as he met your neck.

Lando : I want you so much

You thought you misheard it and your heart went crazy like it wanted to escape your chest. He pushed both of you on the bed, making you bounce on the mattress and unlock yourself from him, you whined a bit missing his contact already and he laughed before pausing, watching you sit on your elbow.

You : What

Lando : You are so hot in that McLaren tee shirt but you would look even more perfect in one of my shirts.

You : Then next time you will give me one or I will still have one of yours but for now just come here.

And you bring him once more by the aim of his shirt, taking it off in the process of kissing again. Your tongues were shyly meeting a first contact with each other before finding their pace and dancing together. How could they fit so well with each other ? You both felt something like you never felt before and it caught you both off guard that you moaned in harmony before looking at each other.

You : I don't think I can wait that long, I need you now Lando.

Lando POV :

The way she says my name, man, I will always remember this moment, her under me looking like a greek goddess, the way her eyes were on me, eating me alive ... Like the dude I don't remember who said I now understand what it is to burn for someone cause I was burning of desire for her. I don't think I could ever get tired of her eyes begging me to touch her, her breath itching as I touch a sensitive spot. The way her body moves as I take off her shirt throwing on the ground. How she giggled when my head got stuck in my own shirt as she tried to pull it off me. I don't know what angels sound like but I'm pretty sure it's close to her voice.

When I kissed her on her neck, going down to her chest. Her skin reacts giving her shivers that she digs her nails in my back, lifting her chin in pure pleasure.

All the imagination I had of her like this became reality and it was better than what I had ever dreamt of. She was the definition of warm and erotistic and she was so vulnerable in front of me gladly giving me her approval to take advantage of her.

You POV :

You were both almost naked only your bottom part was still on but not for long, you graciously took off your shorts putting it down with your feet before you turned your focus on his grey pants showing already how big his bulge was. You didn't need to imagine how he must be because you've already seen it and you couldn't wait to see it for real. Lando stands on his knees letting you pull down the jogging letting his member finally free from any fabric. As he goes down again to attack you on your lips he takes the rest of his pants off. It was so intimate to both be naked like this, your skin feeling his, connecting like two wires cable sending each other electricity. There was something real happening between you too, there were the physic attraction yes but it was so much more than sex and you weren't even at that part yet. He was taking his time with you, testing your patience, how much of a self control he had cause you just wanted to have him inside of you, but he decided overwise, instead he went down between your legs kissing them and licking them before blowing on it which made you arch your back.

You : Stop it already I can't take it anymore ...

Lando : Shut up ... I know you enjoyed it

Oh my god, you never knew you had kink for that, him being dominante like that, his voice vibrating down your legs was extremely disturbing for you cause that made you inner self react on his own, twisting inside and making moaning louder than usual. Oh that was dangerous, you felt like he could make you cum without actually touching you and now he knows it and will use it as an advantage. His tongue was running on you, coming way too close to your inner thigh. He paused, tilting his head a bit to look at you in the eyes before connecting his lips to you. That was the hottest thing you ever experienced and now feeling his wet tongue there, eating you like you were his favorite dessert, you didn't know how long you could last. You were arching your back one more time, your breath going erratically quick. You couldn't keep your eyes open for more than 10 seconds to look at him and your hands end up finding their place in his hair, messing his curly locks, holding on to whatever you could to not cum right away. His tongue was playing with your entrance and your clitoris.

After playing for so long he tongue was becoming numb but that didn't matter to you cause you came to the edge , grooming so loud, your hands still his hair, pulling him to you to kiss him and testing yourself by the same occasion. That was the first time a man ever made you cum just with his mouth like that, usually they stay there a bit and wanted to be inside you as quick as possible but Lando was different, he was here for your pleasure, only focussing on you, putting him in second place and you heart was melting at that thought. You kiss him gently, slowly with every feeling that you could pass him on. You both needed to take a break to breathe but you wanted more again. You wanted to make him feel how he made you feel, so you pinned him down, his back finally finding the mattress and you rode him, sitting on his knees to have access to his penis. He was so ready for you that you could see precum on his tip. He was looking at you carefully with anticipation because he knew what was coming, he pushed your hair to the side to see your face already redden from the orgasm and all the heat you've just had. His hand stayed accidently a little longer than attended to your check and you lean on it closing your eyes.

Lando POV :

She tested so sweet and I felt like I've been intoxicated by her, she was driving me insane and she was responding to every touch I had on her, even right now with my hand on her cheek she was so adorable with her dark eyes, her sex face. I never felt so drowned to someone like that. I was so glad that I accidently sent her this picture, cause I never would have dreamed to have her naked on top of me where all I could think about for the past month she entered the family was her. I couldn't stop looking at me and I was relieved to see that her eyes were closed so she couldn't see how much I was falling in love with her. I don't think my eyes would be able to hide my affection for her.

You POV :

You opened your eyes again, leaving a kiss on his palm before taking two of his fingers in your mouth, locking your eyes with his. This mouvement came naturally to you as you were feeling so relaxed with him and his eyes said it all. He was so into this kind of foreplay and he bites his lips so much that the blood wasn't circulating properly on them anymore. That was the signal you needed to finally lay your hand on his stomach, caressing him until you approached his member. His lips closed so fast to not groan out loud but you could still hear him and you saw his part twitching on its own. The fact that he was reacting to every touch you made on him the same way that you were for him and you smiled too bright and confirmed to you that it was so right, you two together.

You start rubbing his tips with your thumb and his head almost hits the bedhead, his hands rubbing your thighs. You stroke him a couple times before leaning your mouth on him, licking the precum that was escaping from him before slowly taking him, your lips closing themself on him putting pressure on his edge. You were looking at him like he did with you earlier but you didn't break eye contact, going up and down and flicking your tongue from time to time, drawing the popping veins of his dick. He felt so warm in you but you didn't know if you took him deeper in your throat, you tried slowly but ended up having gag reflex so you had to pull him out. He got so concerned at the sound you just made.

Lando : Please don't if you can't, I don't need it, having you already like that enough for me ...

He paused, taking a breath of air before continuing.

Lando : You have no idea how much I'm controlling myself right now, not cuming in your mouth cause I want to feel you.

You didn't know if this man under you had any experience with women before but if he didn't, well he was so good at talking during it or maybe it was because you were so aroused right now that he could have said anything to you and you would still lose it for him.

Lando : Come here, love, I don't want you to hurt your throat, that's not part of the plan, I want to make you feel good and only good.

He took your hands, making you lay on him, your hand intertwined on top of his head, testing himself a bit as he caught your lips. He let go of your hand to grab you on the side of your hip and reverse your position, taking back things under his control. You got a surprise and a giggle escaped your mouth which made him smile so bright. You kiss the smile away pulling him again by the next with a bit of violence. Both of you were fighting for dominance at this point, your make out session proving the point, teeth ... tongue, biting each other's lips until one of you bleed. You were both tearing each other apart when you felt his tips already at your entrance, his hand positioning himself at the right place, teasing you in the process of it before pushing himself a bit in you, waiting for you to tell him the next move. You adjust yourself before nodding so he could enter deeper, but he stops again when you bite your lips and makes a painful face.

Lando : Take your time love, tell me when you are ready

He was so careful, how could you resist him and on top of that it's the second time he is calling you love ? You wished he actually could call you babe or baby, it was already intimate but you wanted to be even more on the mind level. After seconds you finally felt the pain being replaced by that nice pleasure when he adjusted himself on top of you to be more comfortable, the movement of his penis in your making you moan. He took that as a signal and fully entered you. Despite being large and long, you were so ready for him that he didn't have to stretch your walls and you weren't feeling tight for him. He felt amazing in you, you were full of him, of his passion and his desire for you.

Lando : You okay ?

You : mmh mhhh you can move

And he did start, going back and forth taking the time to appreciate every friction, every sensation, every stimulation it was providing you both. You loved how his head rested on your neck, having him breath on your skin, kissing it as he kept thrusting in you with one arm holding you back to make you more comfortable, the second arm holding both of your hands over your head. He was being soft but still so dominant and you liked it so much, you were starting to develop a serious feeling for him by each minute you were spending with him. Both of you were a mix of moan, yelp, whimps cry and groan ... you were both a mess but you were in harmony. Every deep thrust he had made you arch your back even more for him, giving him more access to you. He went down kissing and playing with your breast making you lose control due to the erogenous spot.

Suddenly he came out of you and you were missing the sensation already, he wanted to switch position cause his legs were about to give up for him. So he sits on the bed and you sit on him, positioning yourself to go down on him. He was finally back in you after a deep push that surprised you and made you cry out loud his name, but it felt weird so suddenly and you looked at each other agreeing on that weird connection you just had. It felt like he was home ... like you and him were made for each other, your body completing each other perfectly. It was again so natural between you, you kept riding him switching between a slow pace and a quick one. Your head was starting to spin as you felt your second orgasm of the night coming. He was close to the edge as well but you beat him to it as you quicken the pace, him holding you so tight as he bites your neck making you wimps. You came in a big moan, whispering his name in his ear.

Lando POV :

As she came under me she was whispering my name and it was the most sexiest and beautiful thing I ever heard. Hearing my name be said like this gives me some weird feeling in my stomach. I was addicted to this girl and I lost myself because she was mine in this instant and I was hers. I want her today, tomorrow and every day that the world wants to give us together. I felt her shaking from her release and that tense my length. I was so close but I wanted this feeling to last forever and it was starting to be painful for me . The overstimulation wasn't helping her and she was completely wrecked by me at every push I was infliging on her but I couldn't stop until she found the courage to take my face with both of her hands forcing me to look at the darkness in her eyes. She sweetly kisses me, peeking my lips multiple times before holding my jaw and turning it on the side to give herself enough space to play in my neck and under my ears. She was a rare diamond, this one for real, how in hell did I find her ? She was always finding new ways to put me in a place where sanity wasn't possible. She was playing with my ears until I heard her low voice.

You : Please Lando, I need you to cum for me baby.

As soon as the word baby left her lips I was gone, in a last thrust I released myself in her, wimping like never before. The weight that left my body right now, indescriptible, incredible. She was smiling so much and now looking at me with soft eyes. I am in love with her.

You POV :

After so long he finally came in you and the spirkes you felt in you were breathtaking, You couldn't believe that you just had this ... the best sex in your entire life. You couldn't help yourself and had to look at him with so much love after that. " Say it again " he said to you almost inaudibly for you to understand.

You : What ?

Lando : Call me baby again

And you did again, kissing him, mouth opened. It took a long time for you to finally detach yourself from him. You were both exhausted but the mutual feeling of satisfaction like you were on a cloud right now, high from all the endorphins you released with your orgasms. You could barely walk to the bathroom and you both used each other for support. How can sex can be so draining, you were going to be in trouble tomorrow but you didn't care, if you could do it again, you would one hundred percent. Despite the fact he was as tired as you, Lando took care of you and helped you clean yourself before searching his tee shirt on the ground and giving it to you. You gladly accepted it and put it on before going back to bed. You looked at him, he didn't know what to do now, becoming the shy man you first met a couple weeks ago, desperate in the look like something was really bugging him.

You : What's happening ?

Lando : I have to go back to my room

You : No

There is no way that after that you will be separated so quickly, you open your cover for him to join you.

You : You aren't going anyway mister, bring back your sexy ass next to me right now.

Relief could be felt on his face as he jogged to come and snuggle in bed with you before you both fell asleep in each other's arms, completely glued to each other. You didn't know what was going to happen in the morning when they were going to search him everywhere and find out he disappeared from his room but you didn't care at this moment, you were ready to face any consequences because after all you weren't the wrong number anymore.

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peanut-butter-parkerxx · 3 years

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plane pillow

where peter planned to play video games with ned through the whole flight but fate decided to take another turn....

*A/N: this isnt related to far from home nor the ending of endgame, just pretend infinity and all the movies after didnt exist since i imagine pete 16 in here. i dont know why 16 i just like that age on him lmao, enjoy reading!*

pairing: peter x reader

status: strangerz (well sort of since they haven't talked to eachother but they're in the same school)

NOT PROOF READ BTW SO SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES

peter's POV

"the flight will be amazing! i heard they'd installed the new game we were talking about" i gushed to ned, excited for the whole flight to be filled with video games.

"im excited" ned stated practically jumping from excitement and i shook my head laughing

"OK CLASS!" Mr Harrington clapped his hands getting our attention "we're boarding the plane in a few minutes so pack your stuff and lets goooo" he pointed at our gate dramatically.

we walked to the gate, scanned our ticket and sat on our assigned seats, ned and i sat on the three seater, he took the window seat by winning a 3 round match of rock, paper, scissors *sighs angrily* and i obvious got the middle, kinda scared of who'll sit beside me though.

we had to wait for a few minutes, since we boarded the flight early. ned and i obviously started playing video games, too entranced by the small glowing screen infront of me i haven't realized a girl.

she hadn't really acknowledged me either because she looked tired, i cursed at the screen for losing the game too quickly and my dumb ass still didnt realize a GIRL, MY AGE, looking PRETTY FUCKING ADORABLE was sitting next to me. oh dear god.

after a couple more games and me being the most idiotic teenager known today for not looking at my right to see her the flight attendant alerted us that the plane will take off so we the screen will freeze any moment. ned and i decided to sleep, it was very early in the morning and we need to rest if we plan on gaming most of the flight.

i closed my eyes and shifted a bit in my seat, and slept. the plain was moving at the time trying to find the best place to take off. i guess i was really tired that i havent felt someone sleeping on my shoulder.

i was peacefully sleeping still agitated from the uncomfortable seat but i heard a loud noise that frightened the life out of me and due to my spidey senses i sensed a hand on my right, so what did i do? i fucking held the hand. hard, may i add, from the fright.

i opened my eyes quickly and jumped a bit, turning around to see who's the stranger that i held hands with, startled as well. i sighed in relief knowing our plane was safe and it was just about to take off. but then i took a good look on the perso- her, took a good look on her, on her? OH MY GOD ITS A GIRL calm down peter and please dont scare her off. i couldnt stop looking at her and to my luck she was looking at me as well, but none of us spoke

i couldnt help but notice the small part of her y/h/c hair that was shown from her hood looked so shiny and smooth, her eyes were the most perfect shade of y/e/c. the extremely large hoodie looked so comfortable on her which made me think of her wearing one of mine, how big and long it'll look on her body sent butterflies to my stomach. she looked small, and precious so fragile yet she held her body confidently.

the voice of the flight attendant echoed through the speakers which made us both stop our trance of one another. even though the lady's voice wasnt scary it still frightened us. i mean no hate towards miss attendant she called me a cutie and gave me extra blankets

but coz we got startled again we held hands....again looking for the sources of the noise. we visibly relaxed once we realized what it was, looked at eachother and laughed, her laugh was angelic and soft, hands down the best sound ive ever head. she looked rather embarrassed from the encounter but i bet you a thousand dollars i look worse, i could practically feel the blood rush through my cheeks once she realized how long ive stared at her

"i- uhm i-im so sorry for sleeping on your shoulder, and- and holding your hand and stuff" she apologized, it only made me even more baffled by her. how could a voice match with a face so perfectly.

"no no its fine uhh i dont mind *nervous laugh* and for the hand thing i was the one who grabbed yours so i-i should be the one apologizing...im sorry" i rubbed the back of my neck. this is why i dont talk to girls, ever. well mj is an exception since shes like the closest thing i have to a friend other than my best friend obviously.

"i-im y/n, by the way" she lifted her hand properly introducing herself

"peter, peter parker" i shook her hand, it was nice feeling the warmth of her hand again. we probably held hands (for the third time today by the way) longer the we should have but who am i to say i was bothered. i definitely wasnt.

"nice to meet you peter" she smiled shaking our hands one last time then sitting it on her lap. scratch what i said about her gorgeous laugh, hearing her say my name was the best thing ive heard in my 16 year of existence. (her laugh is obviously the second best)

before i could ask anything else, the plane decided to finally take off. i adjusted myself to the seat, not turning to my right side anymore and closed my eyes trying to think of smiling puppies. ive been on a plane before, in fact a private one last year but that was it. this is my second time flying away from new york and i was a bit nervous.

y/n somehow noticed my sudden tense form, who am i kidding i looked like i was about to die coz of my nerves. and held my hand. and i immediately opened my eyes again, the feeling of her skin coming in contact with mine brought chills down my spine, good ones obviously

"you looked rather tense, is this ok?" she leaned into my ear so i could hear her. i looked at her confused on why she would want to help me but nodded as a reply. a smile crept on my face and i couldnt seem to take it off. the take off went smoothly thank god. and ive occasionally squeezed her hand, usually when the plane made very loud sounds. but i made it! woohoo

i didnt know if i should stop holding her hand or not, even though i didnt want to. will she think im a creep? and if i did, will she think im rude? but i guess it didnt seem to bother her if she went back to sleeping. so i figured i should do the same

i shifted in my seat a couple of times trying to get the perfect comfy spot....nothing. this seat will be the death of m-

"you can sleep on my shoulder if you want" she whispered. "i figured since you let me sleep on yours which im very sorry about, you could sleep on mine" she smiled

"thanks, but i dont wanna bother you or make you uncomfortable"

"oh nonsense! my body is screaming right now cheering for me, well partially scolding at me for saying something risky like that to a good looking guy, its ok" she laughed, her eyes widened in shock from what she confessed. i smiled at her and rested my head on her shoulder

"you think im good looking?" i whispered playing with our fingers, i dont know when i got the sudden confidence but hearing someone like her think a loser like me is cute did something to me.

"shut up" she playfully shoved me and i laughed.

"are you from midtown?" i asked her

"no im from queens" she joked

"oh you're definitely from midtown" i chuckled, next thing i know i was having a normal conversation with me laying my head on a girl i just met like we knew eachother for years, it was nice to talk to a girl i potentially thought was cute instead of talking gibberish

she was very understanding and looked like interested into what i was saying, i was gonna skip my geeky side when she asked about what i like but to my surprise, she mentioned it when i asked her the same, she said she loves comics and likes watching sci fi movies. i asked her if she watched star wars and she said she didnt...yet.

"wanna uhm watch it together?" i played with her fingers absentmindedly nervous if she'd reject me.

"yeah sure" her eyes lit up like she was waiting for me to ask her that. we watched the movie in bliss, thankfully she liked it! and immediately said to put the second one. and surprise surprise, we finished it.

when the credits rolled in, i saw her yawning, shifting in her seat again, i decided to be bold so i lifted her head off my shoulder pulled the arm rest away from us, took a pillow and patted my lap. immediately after doing it i regretted it, she barely knows me, what the fuck peter.

"you sure?" she asked smiling a bit, she looked like she felt something giddy inside which made me feel at peace again and i nodded.

"good night" she whispered snuggling her head on my lap, i hesitantly put my arm over

"good night, y/n" and we fell asleep like how ned slept the whooole time i was talking to her, wow we have a lot to catch up on

bonus:

peters pov

i didnt know the whole plane (our class) practically gushed over my interaction with y/n, i know its been a while since i liked a girl but betty and the rest (including Mr Harrington) practically begged mj to take photos of us since she was the closest, not that she wouldnt have done it without them asking her....

*A/N: idk what this bonus was lmao but i had to add the school feeling happy for our boy pete*

have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

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terushimas-n1-hater · 3 years

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I couldn't help myself. Couldn't stop imagining you being oikawas sibling, and hiro mattsun and iwa having the biggest crush on you. Also vale said she liked the idea so here is this everyone have fun.

@iwasumi this a warning shawty because this is not good <\3

#⚠️.w: men. but don't worry they're hot 🙄 cusssing, flirting stuff like that. Also this is messy and not written well its just kinda 'whatever goes into my mind i write it' kinda thing.

#🎭.g: its fluffy? Idk but its definitely something.

God, you didn't expect them to be THIS loud. They act like its the end of the world whenever they lose a match in some video game. All you had planned was to finish your assignments and take a nap, and that is not possible when they're yelling like that. "Dont worry!!! We well try to not make too much noise." Liar. An absolute liar you are oikawa.

You kept texting oikawa every three minutes telling him to quiet down but he was too busy to the point he didn't hear the ringing that's coming from his phone. "...tooru!!" You called from your room "yes??" He simply responded "oikawa get your fucking ass here right now!" "[Name], im in the middle of a game right now what do you need?!" You've had enough of him. You went downstairs to the living room to meet the four boys who were playing video games on the family TV. You looked mad, and oikawa took notice of that. He immediately paused the game and looked at you a very anxious look. You started to tell oikawa to be a bit more quiet because you're trying to finish your work. "Dont worry pretty girl, we'll be more quiet." A short haired headass with dark hair and dark eyes decided to speak (-matsukawa), with a little smirk on his face. Your face immediately dropped to a bored like expression. Some light pink haired dude (-hanamaki) elbowed the other one like he made an accomplishment? "Hahaha yeah, sorry...." and the other one with muscles and short dark brown hair said with an awkward smile(-iwaizumi). "Mattsun don't ever call my fucking sister "pretty girl" thats disgusting." Oikawa said snatching the controller out of his hand. "Im going to order some food, the usual or something different?" Oikawa asked you "ooou, what the cuties "usual" hm?" The pink haired one said, also followed by another "hahaha yeah..?" By the one with the muscles again. "The usual oikawa thank you." You said completely ignoring their little comments. You went back upstairs to your room, sitting on the chair you went back to continue your work. 20 minutes later you're finally- well almost done, you still have another homework you still haven't finished. You were tired and very thirsty and you just wanted to take a break, that homework can wait just a bit.

You went downstairs again to get your self water and a snack while scrolling through your phone. Yet again you're met with these dorks from earlier. They all smirked and started to whisper to each other something while looking at you. I mean you really cant fool yourself they are really attractive, but still its weird. "Whatcha lookin for?" The short dark headed one asked, you didn't respond. Now the one with the pink hair and the one with dark short hair came closer to you. "You probably don't know our names isnt that right? Well my name is hanamaki and this guy is matsukawa-" "you can call me issei...I would love to hear that come out your pretty mouth." "Uhh anyways and that beefy dude over there is iwaizumi" issei points at the guy sitting on the couch "...hahaha hey..."

"Does he always act like this- iwaizumi, does he always act like that? All I heard from him is just awkward giggling..." You asked "oh no no he's just...a little awkward around girls" the two men giggled "hey! Im not deaf, I can hear you two. Just wait till she goes back upstairs and your ass is gonna get beaten." Iwaizumi said.

You knew they could see you blushing like that. Both the boys were on a side. issei was resting his elbow on the counter, he was on your right. Makki was on the left on same position as issei. It all kinda made you feel dizzy. "Oikawa had talked about you before...saying how he loves you and how much of a good sister you are." Makki came a bit closer taking his hand and putting it underneath your jaw and gently lifting you head up to look at him. "Uh? And what about it?" You giggled a bit looking at him "Nothing! Nothing at all. although, im mad at him for not telling me his sister was this damn hot." "Makki I don't really think brothers say that..." issei said putting his hand over his mouth trying to hold in his laughter. "Please...I just wanted to eat my biscuits." You turned around and opened the cabinet to look for the damn fucking biscuits. And of course, oikawa put the biscuits at the highest shelf just to annoy you. You didn't want to ask these two to get it for you for obvious reasons. "Uhh iwaizumi? Can you please help me get the biscuits from this shelf?" You looked over at him, he was sitting on the couch on his phone. He was a bit shocked by the sudden ask but got up anyways. "Hey! That's not fair" "yeah right, we're literally right next to you shawty??" "Please don't call me shawty issei.."

"Thank you iwa." You took the box from his hand and got on your tippy toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Opening the box as you went back upstairs.

I hate this bye yall 🏃‍♀️

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babieyangyang10 · 4 years

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violent ends (chapter 6)

(chapter 6)

series masterlist

genre: hunger games!au

pairings: huang renjun x oc, na jaemin x oc

warnings: kissing, language, violent deaths, fighting, angst, fluff, + nsfw

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Athena’s POV

Every night since I've arrived to the Capitol, I would go and sit out on the balcony after training. It's calming and sobering to rewind the events of the entire day.

For example, I had just finished telling Taeyong about my plans with Jaemin in private. I made sure that no one else, especially Renjun, knew what was going to happen. Of course, Taeyong wasn't too happy about me being with a boy. Or at least pretending to be with one. However, he said it doesn't matter to him, just as long as I win.

I also thought about how we were gong to be evaluated and given rankings tomorrow. Rankings, ranked from one to twelve, are assigned by the Gamekeepers to tributes, after they are given fifteen minutes to show off their best skills. These are very important, since these are televised to the public and show people who they should sponsor.

I hear the door slide open from behind me.

"You here to kill me, yet?" I joke, seeing Renjun.

"Maybe." He shrugs, sitting down beside me.

We both stare down at the Capitol below. Watching as a group of citizens are walking, having the time of their lives. For them, the games were the most excited part of their whole year.

I speak up, "They look so happy"

"If I lived like this everyday, I would be happy too," Renjun says, matter of factly, "The food. The apartments. Who wouldn't be happy?"

Frowning, I state, "I wouldn't. Do you wanna know why?"

"No, but your probably going to tell me anyway." Renjun rolls his eyes.

I wonder what he truly thinks about the Capitol and the games.

"Haven't you seen the kids from twelve? They look so small and malnourished. I would feel bad for living like that, when there are others, like them, who can't." I shake my head.

"Where'd you get those ideas from? Jaemin? They look fine to me."

I begin to throw a pebble off the roof. However, a invisible force causes the pebble to bounce back into the balcony.

"Do you know why they have that? It's so the tributes can't jump off." I try to make a point.

He plainly stated, "I don't get why they would do that."

Frustrated, I ask, "Have you ever even thought about all the things you might not ever get to do?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know. There's so many things I never got to do. You know, all the things teenagers are supposed to do. Like first kisses and love and all that stuff." I shake my head.

"Probably cause no one has ever wanted to be with you like that." He laughs at me.

Sharply, I just reply with, "Jaemin would."

"Of course," He repeats to himself, "Of course, he would."

Taken aback, I inquire, "What's that supposed to mean?"

He just shakes his head.

"Okay, fine. Then, have you ever kissed someone before, Renjun?" I interrogate.

His nose wrinkles in disgust, "Ew, how did this conversation get so long and gross?"

"Renjun, it's just a simple question." I state, nonchalantly.

"Fine," He answers quickly, "I never got the chance to. So, no."

I let out a laugh of relief, "Well, now I feel better about myself."

Renjun just shrugs, "I just don't get why it's such a big deal."

"How can you know it's not a big deal if you've never tried it?" I suggest.

He stares at me blankly. After pausing to think about my words, a little smile appears on his face.

"Lee Athena, it sounds a little like your trying to get me to kiss you right now."

My eyes widened in denial, "No. I'm really not."

He just chuckles to himself.

Without carefully considering the weight of my next words, I speak, "Although, you did say you didn't think it was a big deal."

"And?" Renjun pressures.

Out of my mouth slips, "So I guess it wouldn't be weird if you did."

He looks at me like I'm dumb, "Are you even listening to what you're saying?"

"I guess not. Never mind, then. I think I'm really tired and delirious. I'm going to bed." I quickly muster out, before practically running back into the apartment.

"Wait."

I run back into the living room and up to my own room. I really think I'm going crazy. It's only after shut the door to my room, that I realize the weight of what I just did. How messed up must I be to basically come on to Huang Renjun?

Huang Renjun!

Someone who's going to be trying to kill me in several days. I just tried to get him to kiss me, even though I'm about to have fake relationship with another boy. Which, Renjun can not know is fake. Otherwise, my whole game will be jeopardized and I could lose all the sponsors.

Knock. Knock.

"Who is it?" I play dumb.

"Lee Athena, open this door." Renjun commands, sternly.

I let him in the room, before beginning to plead with him, "Can you just for-"

Suddenly, he just quickly started leaning in.

Closer and closer.

Then, he just paused from hesitation. It was almost as if he was thinking, am I really about to do this?

However, the next thing I did was the result of no thinking on my part.

I grabbed his face and closed the gap. Oh my god, why are his lips actually so soft? This is so wrong. Maybe we shouldn't be doing this. Our lips just slightly touched for about eight seconds, before I moved away.

"Oh my god, did I really ju-"

Huang Renjun kisses me hard. This time, our lips began moving. He set a pattern and I just followed his lead. This time it felt less foreign, almost natural.

If I had to describe the feeling, it felt like I got punched in the stomach, just without the hurt. Instead, it just felt really warm. I almost felt like I could melt into a blazing inferno any second.

It was one of the best things I've ever felt in my life.

He pulls back, studying my facial expression.

"See, I was right. Not a big deal." He coldly shrugs before quickly leaving. I don't stop him, either. This is what I deserve. I'm the one who walked myself into this situation. Maybe it's better, if I just block it out of my memories.

However, as I'm waiting with the rest of the tributes to be called in for examinations, it's the only thing I can think about.

"You look like you're about to throw up. Nervous?" asks a concerned Jaemin, sitting next to me.

"Just a bit," I lie, "I really don't want to mess up."

"Hey, it's okay. I know you're going to be great." He comforts, sweetly.

A mechanical voice comes over the speakers, "Lee Athena."

"Please, just don't kill anyone." Jaemin trys to ease my fake nervousness with a joke.

"No promises." I wink before entering the gym.

I look up to see the Gamemakers, where they had watched us during training. Luckily for me, District 2 is one of the earlier groups they see first. That means, they are more awake and still excited.

I walk over to a table, where I see a large assortment of weapons to choose from. I grab multiple throwing knifes and place all of them in my left hand.

I inhale and look at the human-shaped targets in front of me. There were two targets on the head, chest, and stomach. I inhale, before I finally begin my rampage.

One target after the other, hitting with perfect precision. Even after I completely finish the target directly in front of me. I continue randomly throwing knifes, all precisely hitting the fake-humans.

I stop after there are no more knifes left. Peeking up, I see the Gamemakers clapping in awe.

Although, I'm not done yet. No, I need to give them something that they have no choice but to remember.

I return to the table and pick up an axe. I look up and gave a sweet smile to the Head Gamemaker, Seneca Crane.

Without looking at the target, I hold the axe behind my head, then throw straight at it.

Once hearing a thud, I smile in delight once I see it has hit the designated spot.

The groin.

With one last innocent smile, I make my exit.

"Oh my gosh, that was absolutely everything!" Doyoung gushed to me, sitting down on the couch.

"What happened?" asked a confused Renjun.

"I hit the target in the dick." I explained.

Doyoung cried out, "Language, Athena!"

"Oh shit, my bad. I meant the no-no square." I tease. Doyoung is one of those people who are fun to purposely stress out.

"Athena, quit bullying Doyoung." said Taeyong with a hint of playfulness. He came in from the kitchen and turned on the television. Surprisingly, I see Seulgi following him in.

There’s a small part of me that wants to score high for her. Especially, since her outfit is the reason I have gained any support so far. I really don’t want to throw away the opportunity she helped provide me.

On the screen appears the host, Caesar Flickerman. One of the things he was known for was changing his hair color for the games every year. This year, his powdered-blue hair was styled in a low ponytail.

“As you know, the tributes were rated on a scale from one to twelve, after 3 days of careful evaluation. The Gatekeepers would like to acknowledge that it was an exceptional group.

From District One, Jeno with a score of 10. Also, Haechan with a score of 9."

Those were really good scores. Although, nothing unexpected from a Career.

“Then, we have District 2. First, we have Huang Renjun with a 10.”

“Wow!” Doyoung claps loudly. Renjun just cringes at the man.

Caesar’s voice becomes more high pitched, “Then, we have Lee Athena with an 11!”

Well, I guessed they liked my little stunt. Although, I can let this go to my head. Especially, since this means I have to be prepared for a huge target on my head.

“Well done, both of you.” Taeyong praises, content.

We pay attention to the rest of the scores. Jaemin received a ten, which I know he worked hard for. Compared to the Careers, the rest of the tributes were not as high. However, this doesn’t mean they’re not as much as a threat. Many people like to use a strategy of hiding all of their talents until they step into the arena.

We all head back to our rooms. Renjun, of course, avoiding any sort of conversation with me. I lay down on my bed and sigh.

Tomorrow, everything’s going to change.

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judgement-free-sideblog · 4 years

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Dancing lessons

Summary: Barry is finally cast in a feature, the problem? He said he could dance and now he can either disappoint Sally or found a way to learn some steps.

Part 1 ● Part 2 ● Part 3 ● Part 4 ● Part 5 ● Part 6 ● Part 7 ● Part 8 ● Epilogue

Warnings: Swearing, blood, violence, guns, cheating maybe.

Part 5

And alarm clock went off somewhere and Barry woke up alone, he check out his watch and it said 7:00 a.m. just 4 hours had passed and he could feel the absence of the woman that was next to him just a couple minutes before.

He felt guilty, not entirely sure why and kept his head pressed down on the couch, it was not cheating, right? He had spend the night with a woman who wasn't his girlfriend, having dinner and playing board games and cuddling in the couch... but he did it because she was injured.

And smelling her hair and pushing her against him while they were sleeping was only to keep her safe, it meant nothing, it meant so little that he wouldn't mention a single thing to Sally, because there was nothing to talk about, she was his dancing instructor and a mean rival at scrabble, and now possibly a friend, a friend with beautiful eyes and flowy hair, whit a delicate body that fit perfectly in his arms...a friend with warm skin and red lips he was dying to know what would they taste like.

"Morning sunshine!" Her voice made him shake those dangerous thoughts away and he stood up to see her already dressed and holding two cups of coffee and a bag from a local bakery. "I didn't mean to wake you, but since I'm fine I thought you could use a coffee before going home".

"No, it's okay. Thanks" He said rubbing his eyes and joining her at the kitchen "Are those croissants?" He asked while she put the pastry on a platter.

"They are, I figured since I'm taking the day off I might as well make the best out of it, and since I can't drink an enormous amount of sugar and chocolate is the second best option" she took a bite of one of the pastries and he sited in front of her not quite sure of what he was supposed to say.

She on the other hand seemed not uncomfortable at all, she had a pink headband covering the stitches and that was the only difference, she continued to be the same relaxed and friendly woman she ever was. He was relived but also hurt a little maybe he thought they will have a long heartfelt conversation about the nature of their relationship and how sorry he was about his behavior but she didn't seem to mind at all, maybe it was for the best, at least they were friends now.

He walked down the stairs after he make her promise ten times she would not be opening the studio, and that he would check up on her in the afternoon. He was walking to his car when a familiar sensation in th back of his head alarmed him. He was being followed.

He opened the door cautiously looking around but he didn't see anyone and then, crossing the street in front of him, not caring enough to hide Fuches approach him, he froze in the spot, knowing too well his gun was safe under his bed and that he didn't even had a knife on him.

He looked better than the last time he saw him, no more open wounds, and his clothes were actually clean and new, but even when he looked put together his eyes looked tired and older than ever, maybe that's why he left him approach so easily.

Fuches opened the passenger's door and got inside, and Barry did the same, he start driving in silence in the unspoken understatement that they will do this in a more private place since the people opening the stores on that street were already coming out.

***

You let go a sigh of relief once he left, and look at your empty apartment already bored to death with the idea of staying in the whole morning, but you have promised not to do anything crazy so you put on a movie and sit on the couch in an attempt to become a cozy sloth.

Horror films were the select genre, trying to avoid anything remotely romantic that could reignite the feelings you have woken up to that morning. Not that his arms around your body didn't felt like heaven, because they did, but because you were sure you were dancing on a thin line that you were not willing to cross.

That's why you try so hard to be normal around him, there was no way you would give in on your feelings for Barry specially not around him, and yet you couldn't fight the urge to have him back and just talk to him, about anything he would think off, kick his ass in scrabble again, maybe you were just friends? Maybe after years of being harsh on yourself feeling like a faliure his presence and his optimism about his career was all that had attracted you and you wanted to be around him because it remained of you when you started and he was a nice person worth being friends with.

But that didn't explain why you needed to take a cold shower after he showed you the scars on his exposed skin, nor why did you went to sleep dreaming of touching them, you have to end that, starting with putting a barrier between the two, specially since he was happy with someone else, as happy as you are, you said angry at yourself and push your mind away from him.

Two hours passed and you were fine watching young attractive people running from their lifes, that you forgot that you were supposed to stay away from him and send him a text.

Since we are not dancing this afternoon you should bring money and alcohol and make the scrabble more interesting

The moment you hit "send" you regretted it, and ten minutes went by without any response, you were about to send another message making sure he knew you were just joking when to make the situation worse, the door opened and Alan walked in making you jump on the couch in surprise.

He was holding a nice bouquet of flowers and was about to say something nice when his expression changed with concern.

"What the hell happened to your head?" You have taken the headband off and the stitches were visible, he left his stuff on the ground while you try to explain what had happened leaving one important detail in the dark. "Why didn't you call? Y was free at 5 but I went out for drinks with the guys, you could have called, are you okay? I'm calling your doctor" His paternal voice while he check the wound make you feel worse even when you have done anything remotely accusatory.

"I'm fine, how was Dallas? Did you guys got the old man to sign?" He smile at you, like he always did when you resume his job into making old CEOs to sign their company's away to him and his lawyer friends.

"We did, in fact I was dying to get here to get you out to celebrate" He said pointing out the flowers "But maybe champagne is not the best idea right now" He said looking worried at the injury again.

"That and also the fact that is 10:00 a.m." You said and while he pick up his stuff from the floor and you quickly check your phone, no answer, maybe it was for the better, Barry Berkman was a dangerous path that you shouldn't walk and you could send a text cancelling your class later. You turn off the phone and help Alan out of his jacket.

He took you by the waist and pulled you in for a kiss, maybe was the guilt you felt what was making you eager to ease away a pain you haven't cause him yet but you deepened the kiss right there in the middle of the living room.

"Why was that for?" He asked with a confused happy look on his face holding you tight.

"Well is too early for champagne, but maybe not for other ways to celebrate" You said running your hands trough his arms and resting them on his chest.

"But your head..." He started with his hands on your back already making another choice.

"I'm fine, let's go" you wink at him and he carried you to the bedroom, with your heart rising on your chest loudly enough for your guilty thoughts to remain silent at least for the moment.

***

"Scoring with a married lady, I never thought you have that in you" Fuches said jokingly and Barry's hand tighten around the wheel.

"Leave her out of this" He growled and he saw the grin on Fuches face in the corner of his eye, he was teasing him and he fall right in "That's not what I was doing, she is just a friend" He added with lest conviction knowing he had said too much already.

"I know kid, you are way too decent to do that stuff, weird since you have no problem killing, but anyway I like the blonde one better..." he didn't finish talking since Barry almost lost control of the car when he mentioned Sally.

"Let Sally out of this or I swear to God I'll kill you right now" this time Fuches expression was not pleased, he looked at the road concerned with Barry's actions.

They parked in a drugstore that was empty at that time in the morning. And stand outside the car just watching the fence of the parking lot, Fuches light a cigarette and offered one to Barry but he rejected it.

"You are getting clumsy you know?" He said after a while, trying to find a way to bring on the subject without activating the timebomb he was when he got angry. "Using your own name on the hospital was stupid, oh yeah I know about your little excursion to the E.R." He said tossing the butt of the cigarette in the ground "This 'friend' of yours must be close to call herself Mrs. Berkman doesn't she?"

"She is my dance teacher... people assumed things" He started and the slight guilt in his voice was enough for Fuches to take the reins of the conversation.

"And I'm sure your girlfriend was aware of your whereabouts last night" He said, studying his reaction "Oh she doesn't know?"

"So you are going to threaten me with snitching on me with Sally now?" He said surprised "That's a bit ridiculous, why did you came back man?" He asked tired, he was sure now tha he could never kill him, no matter how much he had damaged him, that's not who he was anymore but his hesitation to end things with him encouraged Fuches to keep coming back into his life.

"Well the Chechens were not please to lose their men, the Bolivians think NoHo Hank betrayed them and the Burmese mob wanted you dead" He said and a pain in his head reminded Barry of the that night, and flashes of his actions play before his eyes, their men, the light fading away from Mayrbeck eyes still haunted him time to time. "Or whoever killed their leader for that matter, only the Chechens knew it was you and they kept it to themselves" he continued and Barry came back to the present, only nodding in understanding "So those guys thought it was Cristobal, since he survived your little outburst"

"And I suppose you didn't have anything to do with them thinking that" Barry assumed correctly.

"Of course not, as I also tip off NoHo Hank that his sweetheart was in danger so he could protect him" He said with a grin "Poor guy is so smitten by him is actually sweet, anyway the Bolivians and the Chechens got in peace after and they stop trying to kill me and welcome me into the family, but they were at war with the Burmese"

"And why does any of that to do with me? since you say they don't know who I am... they told them right? Hank rat me out to the Burmese?" He said connecting the dots on his head, and finally starting to get nervous about his momentary quiet life to blow up.

"It was a peace offering, they will give them this maniac killer who wrong the three of them and restore their peace, and they did already" He said putting out a photograph of a man covered in tattoos liying on the ground with multiple bullet holes on his body and head. "This is Marion Kowalski, an ex navy seal who mess with the wrong people and did some shady jobs for the mob for a price, and the American responsible for the Monastery massacre, and now they are all in peace"

"I don't understand any of these" Barry said regaining a momentary calm.

"Well Hank and Batir, the new boss, have different ideas about what peace means" He said turning on another cigarette "Hank is happy to keep the business running in peace and for Batir is a strategy to hurt them back with all they got." He put a hand on his shoulder when he said the last part and gave him a sad look.

"That includes me? It's insane man, I'm not coming with you, you can't convince me" He said putting his hand aside.

"No kid, I'm not here trying to convince you, this is a heads up" He said and pull out a passport with one of his many fake identities "I'm leaving to Italy, Hank arranged it, they are actively looking for you and since I don't know where you are I'm no longer useful but since he owns me Cristobal's life I got this last favor. They won't take a no for an answer and you either join them as a weapon or as a trophy".

"How long do I have?" He said now finally accepting the cigarette he offered him and looking away thinking.

"I don't know, Hank has been deviating their attention until I'm clear, after that I guess a day or two before they make a formal offer and after that is all up to you" He said and showed him a plane ticket "I'm leaving in a week so if I were you I will start making myself hard to find"

"Are you really going to Italy?" Barry asked finally after they share the silence, knowing too well it was the last time they will meet.

"Maybe, I wouldn't trust my own words, it was good seeing you kid" He said and offered him his hand. "Take care".

"You too" Barry said and resisted the urge to hug him since there were still too many open wounds between the two of them, that now will never have closure, Fuches turn away and start walking before Barry called him again "Hey Fuches!" He turned his head at him with a sad expression again "Thanks" they nodded and he walked away.

Barry tossed the cigarette on the ground and stood there for another ten minutes before getting on his car, his first instinct was to drive away and leave it all behind but he couldn't start the engine, so he took out his phone not sure who he was calling, there were 3 text messages on his screen, one from Sally from an hour ago, another from Y/N grom fifteen minutes before, and a third one from Andre just two minutes ago, in an attempt to ignore his reality read his first.

Where the fuck are you Block? We have the crew ready and I'm not putting my production on hold for you!

Before he could look at the other two Andre was calling him incredibly mad at him, and he shut everything else down and simply started his car while he answered.

"I'm sorry, I slept in, I'm on my way"

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idlecreature · 5 years

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I haven't had the chance yet to read you're newest fic because my stupid dyslexia is acting up again, but I'm very excited to read it tomorrow. I hope this isn't to bold you ask, but are you still taking prompts? If so is there perhaps a chance of writing something poly!Volturi/OT5 related? Just like anything? Fluff? Smut? Angst? Whatever. Your writing is astounding and I gush over it all the time! —But if not please just ignore the above! Also have a good day!!

Hey!!!! Thanks for your prompt, and your words have made me blush for months. I tried to include a little bit of everything.

You can read it on AO3 here, or below the cut.

Title: the long, howling night

Characters: Aro, Athenodora, Caius, Marcus, Sulpicia

Content warning: suicide

Aro studies his wife, intent, unblinking. She quirks an eyebrow at him.

“Hurry up,” she says, her voice like velvet mercury. “We don’t have forever.”

They do, actually. The Ganymedes is 2.3 light years away from the vacant lot in space where Earth once spun. It’s another hundred years away from science’s best guess - a stab in the dark - of a habitable planet. And a god-knows-how-long until science’s second-best guess. If the ship’s limited resources could stretch that far.

Through the viewfinder, the stars are a smear of screaming light.

Aro looks again at his well-thumbed, plastic-coated playing cards. It’s a shit hand. A small pile of treasures sits diplomatically in the middle of the table - just stuff, the human things they had a few minutes to cram in their pockets. An opera ticket, some Roman currency, dentures. The captain’s hat crowns the pile, inky blue with a UN bleeding-copper crest. Gambling the captain’s tenure is probably against regulations, but no-one’s watching from Houston anymore.

Sulpicia’s eyes are dark and mischievous, and in them, stars blink. Even after four millennia, he can’t read her poker face.

“I’m calling it,” he says.

Sulpicia laughs - a lustrous, imperial sound. “You lose,” she says, fanning her cards on the table while scooping the treasure with one arm. She dons the captain’s hat, smiling devilishly.

“Gods,” he says, pushing away from the table.

A door hisses and Caius strides in. He’s still in his silver exosuit, and it looks insectile on his slender frame. His lashes are clumped with snap-frozen venom. A vampire could survive in the vacuum of space for about five minutes before their skin fissures; even with their many biological advantages over humans, there have been three near-fatal system failures aboard the craft.

Sulpicia tilts her hat towards Caius. He surveys her and decides on a careful economy of oxygen. “So that’s that, then,” he says. “…Captain, I’ve repaired the solar damage to the craft’s hull.”

“Great,” Sulpicia says. “Say that again, but this time while doing the Sprinkler.”

Aro speaks before Caius can protest. “That’s an abuse of your station, dear. Against code. You don’t want a mutiny on your hands, do you?”

“Hm,” Sulpicia says, mirroring her husband’s sly grin. “I’ve got nothing else scheduled.”

Netochka sleeps on a sine wave, curled around a Tesla coil. There is a debate in the ranks - is she programmed with a personality? Aro and Marcus think so. The others have a less romantic view - she is a synthetic human hooked up to a blood-making machine, her recumbent head a mall-mannequin’s head, her chest rising and falling due to the polymer bellows that oxidize her blood, her artificial membranes warmed by thermal bioware. They can’t wake her up, though, to be sure.

This is probably for the best, they decide, as Athenodora’s teeth cut her wrist to ribbons. Sulpicia has the other arm; Aro the neck; Caius and Marcus take a leg each. They feed in companionable silence, and when they finish, they lick their chops carefully. It will take Netochka several weeks to regenerate and replenish; the vat of bone-marrow clicks on and gently stirs is hemocytoblasts.

The blood is enough to prevent starvation, but that is all. The coven daren’t touch the humans in the holds below their feet, suspended in pendulous biosacs like fruit-bearing vines. There are only 498 of them left, and they need to populate an entire planet. The Volturi are playing the long game.

The ship doesn’t have the capacity for more than five vampires. Goodbye, empire. Hello, the barest outline of a new planet. Here’s to a strange sun rising over an unknown ocean.

They float in the rec room, bouncing off the netted walls. In the viewfinder, an orange nebula roars along the craft like a dragon. Its tongue coats them in embers; a ruinous, burning light. They fall together, naturally. Zero-gravity fucking takes some practice, but it’s fun, giddy. Caius peels off Sulpicia’s space suit with his teeth, and it floats with them like a voyeuristic ghost. Sulpicia wraps her legs around someone’s face, pale fire in her stomach, captain’s hat aslant on her head. She is being stroked by four pairs of hands; orange and attenuated limbs. They spin round like they’re in a washing machine. They do the deep rinse and the spin cycle. Sulpicia clings too tightly and her nails draw venom, and it buds like tiny crystal balls.

Three months later, Marcus disables and crawls through the airlock. He doesn’t get far, but he gets far enough. They watch him through the viewfinder as his body splinters into thirds, then tenths, then a thousand tiny pieces.

Sulpicia wonders what took him so long.

The captain ties her hair back while she waits for her husband to stop beating the alloyed walls with his body. Space’s black bottom presses up against the viewfinder; no change of light indicates how much time passes. She waits, and when it’s time she flips him back and eases him out of his space suit, inch by inch, gentle and firm like she’s his fucking mother.

“We couldn’t have known,” she says, perfunctorily, running her hands down his wounded body. She knows exactly what buttons to press and soon he’s draped across a radiator with two fingers hooked inside him. He sucks on the praline skin of her neck and she makes a little come-hither motion which has him jerking like he’s violated a Geneva convention. Tentatively she puts her other arm around him, like a baby, and rubs his back when he comes, choking and streaming venom.

She gathers his discombobulated body up into an empty-promise of an embrace, presses her cheek to his cheek, breathes in his old-iron, graveyard smell. She doesn’t want to say anything more, not the pragmatics, not yet.

#volturi #poly fic #this turned out to be sci fi #not what i was expecting #I haven't written sci fi before #it's kinda meh but it's the last day of my holidays and I really wanted this finished before going back to work #nonetheless I really hope you like it!!!#tw suicide #my writing

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minzy-yuy · 6 years

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Holy Grounds

Pairing: Sabriel with ending hints of Destiel

Summary: Coffee Shop AU. Everyone living normal lives

A/N: I haven't written a fanfiction since 2009. I’ve been mostly roleplaying so forgive me, I’m slowly getting back into it. I feel like it was somewhat rushed but for my first fanfiction in years I’m happy with it.

Words: 1894

Warnings: No smut or anything just fluff.

Mornings were always slow, why did they open so early on a Sunday? Monday through Saturday was always their busiest so they really should have opened later. "Cassie come try this!" A voice called from the back the short dark brown-haired male sighed a bit before walking into the back as he watched the short blonde working at a stainless-steel counter whisking something in a bowl. "What is it, Gabriel?" He asked an eyebrow raised as he peeked inside the bowl. It looked like a normal whipped chocolate so Castiel wasn't really sure what he was supposed to taste. Gabriel moved to grab a spoon as he scooped a little onto the small metal spoon then handed it to Cas. "Tell me what you think Cassie. It's a chocolate substitute."

"Is this because of that guy that comes in? He won't eat your sweets because and I quote 'they are bad for you' so you are trying to find a new mixture so he will have more than the black cup of coffee?" Cas spoke as he sighed before grabbing the spoon so Gabriel would stop waving it in his face. Hm, it wasn't as sweet as he would like but honestly, it wasn't half bad as he licked the spoon. "It is good. I am sure he will like it." He handed the spoon back which just ended up tossed in the sink, though Cas wasn't sure what he was expecting as he walked out from the back. Grabbing a cloth on the way, he might as well clean to pass the time.

Cas had just finished placing the books and magazines away when Gabriel proudly announced that his masterpiece was done, which almost caused the blue-eyed male to roll his eyes. Standing up as he walked over to the counter seeing Gabriel pull out a card as he wrote something down before placing it in front of the cupcakes. "Heavenly coco cakes? Really Gabriel?" "This place is called Holy Grounds what did you expect?" Castiel really rolled his eyes at that before shaking his head, his older brother was too much sometimes that was for sure. "Alright if that is what you want to call them," Cas spoke as he moved back over to the shelves so he could continue to clean up and leave the counter to his brother.

"Welcome," Cas spoke from the corner when he heard the chime of the door sound, indicating someone walked in. "Well hiya, tall stuff," Gabriel spoke which cause Cas to roll his eyes unable to stop himself. His brother was something else that was for sure. "You looking for your usual? I also made something new. Completely healthy just for you. On the house of course." Gabriel spoke as he poured the coffee into the large cup placing the top onto the cup. Grabbing a napkin as he grabbed one of the cupcakes before placing both on the counter in front of the customer a slight smirk on his lips. "So, what's a guy gotta do to get a date with a tall glass of water like yourself?"

Loud coughs could be heard and a slight muffle of 'poor customer'. Gabriel most certainly wasn't subtle that was for sure. "Straight to the point I see. We don't even know each other's name." The tall customer spoke, his brown eyes looking at the cupcake debating whether it would be worth the possible sugar rush that would come with such a confection. Against his better judgment, he moved to take a small bite, finding that such a combination worked quite well with each other. "Come now let's get past those first name bases and straight to my bed," Gabriel spoke which earned a loud groan from Cas at how badly this was going. Of course, the customer didn't seem to mind as it had him laughing.

"I'll think about it, Gabriel." The customer spoke thanking him for the coffee and cupcake before heading out hearing that door chime as Cas looked over at his brother who slumped against the countertop, "I'm in love." The blonde whined out as the brown-haired male made a slight gagging noise. "To each their own," Cas spoke as he walked to the counter. "You don't even know his name. You couldn't even ask him that."

"Can you blame me? That man is built like a god. Hmm, just want to strip him right out of that suit."

"I am now slightly disturbed. Get back to work."

"Wo! Who's the boss again Cassie?"

"Sometimes I wonder."

The next few days were busy the constant flow of people from the nearby business buildings were enough to keep most people busy. It didn't help that every time tall, mysterious and handsome came in Gabriel had to spend more time than needed flirting with the dark-haired man. Plus, Cas was pretty sure Gabriel was trying to rob the cradle so to speak. Though Cas was at least somewhat happy for Gabriel, his brother had finally been able to find out the mystery man's name. He was tired of hearing the nicknames though. They were all bad. Sammy, Sam the Man, Sasquatch, Man that causes raging boner. "What do you think our couple name should be?"

"You are not even dating him, he's turned down every advance you can come up with."

"Psh, I am not out of the game yet," Gabriel spoke as he walked into the back he had to make another batch of cakes since they ran out. Cas moved to start cleaning the now empty tables before he suddenly jumped when he heard Gabriel yell, "Sabriel! That shall be our couple name!"

"I'm not listening to you, Gabriel!" Cas spoke as he went back to cleaning the tables hearing Gabriel going on about Sam and how they would make adorable babies. Cas wasn't even going to tell Gabriel that the male body was incapable of such things as he was pretty sure his brother wouldn't be listening anyway.

"Sammy!" Gabriel said happily as he smiled like he was given the greatest gift from God. "Don't call me that." The brown-haired male spoke as he heard Cas apologize for Gabriel since the blonde most likely wouldn't be apologizing anytime soon. "Hey, go on a date with me and maybe I'll call you something else," Gabriel spoke as he smiled at the taller male. He clearly was too infatuated with this tall drink of water. Ugh, Gabriel was far too thirsty for this man. "Gabriel, no," Sam spoke his brown eyes looked at the blonde before asking for his coffee. "Ugh, you only love me for my coffee," Gabriel whined as Sam couldn't help but chuckle, "Perhaps." Paying for the coffee as he thanked Gabriel before walking out.

"Why are you denying me! My beautiful piece of caramel marshmallow!"

"I would deny y-urk!" A cleaning cloth to the face was not the most glorious feeling that is for sure. Cas sighed as he moved to pull the cloth from his face giving his brother a look. Deciding, for now, it was best to ignore him and get back to his work.

Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. Soon Cas was on the verge of pulling out his hair. "Please, please I beg you. I cannot take any more of the flirting. The stupid names he calls you." Cas spoke as he looked at Sam with pleading blue eyes. "Please take pity on me and just go out on one date."

"Actually, I was going to ask if Gabriel would be free tonight for dinner," Sam spoke as Cas seemed almost too happy to hear such words leaving this man’s lips. "Gabriel! Get out here! Cas yelled as he soon watched the blonde walk out from the back munching happily on a chocolate chip cookie. Though upon seeing Sam he quickly wiped his mouth. " Sammy! I didn't know you were here." He had been leaning up in the back and missed the other even showing up how terrible of him. He would need to come up with a good flirt.

"You free tonight for dinner? They just put in a new Italian place that I heard was good." Sam spoke completely stunning Gabriel into silence. Two months’ worth of flirting and Gabriel didn't even think that this would ever happen. Gabriel wasn't even sure he could get the words out as he nodded his head. "Good. I'll see you here at 6. We can walk together." Sam spoke as he walked out.

Cas rolled his eyes when Gabriel almost screamed in happiness. Cas made Gabriel leave so he could get himself nice for this date of his. He didn't mind closing up the store and at this point, anything to get Gabriel away was a slight plus. He did hope that Sam was at least somewhat interested in his brother. Gabriel deserved that much at least.

"I have to admit. I honestly didn't think you would finally agree to a date." Gabriel spoke as he moved to sit down at the table. "Well, you were very persuasive," Sam spoke as Gabriel chuckled at that a smirk on his lips knowing that it was true two months’ worth of flirting and asking Sam out on a date was probably bound to actually work. "A man who is good at baking isn't half bad either," Sam spoke as Gabriel laughed unable to help himself really. This man was adorable if Gabriel thought he was in love before he was head over heels in love now. The more Sam talked the more Gabriel was losing himself, finding that this man was finishing up school to be a lawyer. He had a brother as well, not as many as Gabriel had but one that was just as protective. Gabriel talked about Cas and how he took care of him. His older brothers being giant jerks who sometimes needed to be slapped around. "I must admit, I'm having a great time. And that I wish it didn't have to end." Gabriel spoke as he frowned a bit before feeling Sam's hand against his cheek which he happily leaned into. "Well how about we do this again. Next week?" Sam asked as Gabriel made a sound in the back of his throat. "I've got you now. I'm not about to let go." Gabriel moved as he leaned up on his toes as he kissed Sam on the lips he knew he was taking a risk but when he felt the taller male kiss him back he couldn't have been happier. Pulling back as he smirked a bit. "So... I'll see you tomorrow for your coffee? On the house, you know. You are dating the owner." Gabriel spoke as he heard his phone ping. Pulling it out as he noticed it was a text from Cas.

'Gabriel there is a man here yelling for you. Something about trying to get into his brother's pants?'

Gabriel couldn't help but laugh as he placed it back into his pocket he would deal with that later. Gabriel moved to kiss Sam once again before pulling back. "Sleep tight Sam the man." He teased as they both said their goodnight walking away as Sam's phone pinged as well.

'Sam... How do I know if I might be bi?'

#sabriel #fanfic #alternate universe #spn #supernatural #fanfiction #samuel winchester #dean winchester #gabriel #castiel #sam x gabriel

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miileskine · 7 years

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Goddammit, Mii, even I am writing fanfiction based on your nuzlocke now, jesus fucking christ, I have never even wrote a fanfic before this is my first goddamn time doing this shit, here, have a story about Gold losing a bet and having to pretend that he is a girl until he graduates from school, this is just the first chapter because I'm still not sure about the second and I haven't started the third one yet.

Chapter 1

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

How… was that possible?

He had been playing pool since he was six, his father had taught him everything he could about the game before he left and then, over the years, he picked up some tips with… rather questionable companies on even more questionable places.

Gold, who could win even some small championships and make killing with the bets, he who could put to shame even the most experienced professional players who had won big pool tournaments had just lost to his friend Kotone, who learned how to play the game just the day before. And he was the one who teached her.

God.

Fucking.

Dammit.

And to make matters worse, they made a bet. If Kotone had lost, she was going to pay for his lunch until they graduated from the new school both were starting out. That would be awesome, as his family wasn’t exactly wealthy like the families of the rich brats of the school they’re going. No, quite the contrary. In fact, he doesn’t even know how exactly he got enrolled on this school, they couldn’t afford it and he wasn’t exactly a model student. Maybe it has something to do with his father, maybe. The old man is a bit tricky to understand when you only see him on Christmas…

“Soooooooooo, I won!” said the joyful girl with a teasing smile. Her voice brought him back from his unfocused thoughts, which was basically a biological defense of his mind so he wouldn’t think about what his side of the bet is.

“Have you ever seen the girl’s uniform on our school?” Said the girl with a tone that was cheerful and somehow dreadful at the same time.

“No.” Said him with a voice of an empty shell of the boy he was.

“It’s the cutest thing ever!” Kotone said while poking her pool cue on his cheeks. “You’re gonna look soooo cute in it, it’s gonna be a wonderful school life!”

Please, someone, help.

“Now, let’s go to the tailor to take your measurements!” said the girl happily, grabbing him by the shoulders and dragging him to outside the bar.

“This can’t get worse.” He muttered to himself.

The girl suddenly stops just outside the bar, and suddenly snapped around to face the boy. “Oh, wait! Don’t your mom work at the management of some clothing store? I bet she can give us a discount!”

“Oh, ok, god hates me, it did got worse. ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE???” snapped the soon to be crossdressing boy at the waaaaaaaaay too much cheerful girl.

His mom was heavily against the gambling habits of Gold, she barelly tolerated the game his father had taught him how to play. He isn’t sure what his mom would do to him if she discovered about the bet between him and Kotone.

****

Her first reaction was the expected one.

She fucking snapped at her son in the middle of the store, catching the attention of a few passerby customers, at least the ones curious and brave enough to get near the woman who was practically spitting fire at the poor boy.

“FUCKING HELL, GOLD! WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS CRAP??? WHY FROM ALL THE ACTUAL GOOD QUALITIES YOU FATHER HAD, YOU HAD TO GET HIS WORST ONE??? IT’S LIKE YOU WON AT THE STUPID SHIT LOTTERY!! AND TO MAKE THINGS WORSE, YOU WERE GOING TO MAKE KOTONE PAY YOUR LUNCH FOR THE REST OF YOUR SCHOOL LIFE!? WHAT ARE YOU, AN YAKUZA!? I RAISED NO DAMN YAKUZA, BOY! I KILL MYSELF EVERYDAY AT THIS JOB SO YOU CAN GET A GOOD LIFE AND A GOOD EDUCATION! DO YOU EVER THINK HOW TROUBLESOME IT WAS TO ENROLL YOU ON THAT RICH SCHOOL!? YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HARD IT WAS GIVING HOW STUPID YOU ARE!” This is actually just a snippet of the entire half-hour discourse, in which Kotone, Gold and the few brave customers got to learn some very creative insults.

After she finished giving her son 3rd grade burns that would take some time for him to get over with (and a few burn heals), she finally calmed down and smiled at her, which was even more creepy than the shouting. Gold knew that whenever his mom smiled like that after a screaming session, it meant that she had already thought about his punishment. He shuddered in fear when she finally spoke.

“Now, come with me, we’re going to the woman who does the dress measurements at the back.” She grabbed him by the shoulders and started to drag him to the back of the store, much like Kotone did.

“WAIT, WHAT? BUT-BUT-BUT THE SCHOOL RULES SURELY WOULD NOT PERMIT THAT, RIGHT? IT MUST IN THE RULES OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT!” he protest while trying his best to escape from the grasp of the woman, which amused Kotone to no end.

“Hahahahahahaha, don’t worry about that! We’re gonna find a way! You’re a man who can hold their promises, right?” his mom seemed to enjoy this a lot more than it was healthy.

#DUDE #CHILL #JFC AKSDHASKJDHASKJDHAKSJD #mii getting fan stuff #ouran au #submission

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