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takenbypeter · 1 year

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For Blurp of course

Adam Warlock x reader

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Synopsis: Reader takes care of Blurp but the F’saki doesn’t want to part from reader

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You grinned as you pet the furry four legged creature. He was quite amusing.

A week ago you had been minding your business in the main common area of Knowhere when you heard the warlock ask loudly, “is there anyone who would like to take care of my pet while I’m away?” Adam typically brought Blurp with him, but because this mission would take a bit longer than usual, he figured he’d give him F’saki a break.

Most people were still occupied with the animals saved from the high evolutionary, but you weren’t, plus you’ve met the small animal a few times, he was quite adorable. So you walked up to Adam offering your assistance.

At first Adam’s eyes scanned you up and down, as if trying to gauge if you were worthy enough but then he agreed. He’d hand you the small animal while giving you some instructions, “and don’t let him eat after eight he gets rowdy.” He said as the other guardians called him, and on that note he was gone.

You held up the creature to your face, “looks like it’s just you and me,” you said while the F’saki made a strange noise.

That was about a week ago now and even though it’s been a short time you‘ve grown accustomed to Blurp.

“Come on Blurp drink your water,” you’d say as he was clearly trying to cool off by laying stomach down on the cold floor of your room. He trudged over to the bowl you got for him and began drinking, “you’re so cute,” you’d chime.

It was at that moment that you heard a commotion outside and curious, you’d peek out the nearby window. Gazing out you’d notice Adam walking towards your building.

“Oh he’s back,” is what you said as you brushed your clothes and head to the door. Adam’s hand reached up and just as he was about to knock on the door you suddenly opened it causing his hand to freeze midair as he practically almost knocked on your head.

“Hello,” you said, not at all fazed.

Adam awkwardly looked at his hand for a moment before clearing his throat and bringing it back to his side.

“Hello, how are you?” The question seemed so strange coming from him, especially due to the fact that he’s not once asked you that before. Well to be fair there have not been many opportunities, anytime you talked it was about supplies, or necessities, work things basically.

“Good, good. I take it the mission was successful?”

He smiled proudly, “yes of course, nothing less for the Guardians of the Galaxy.”

My was he proud to say that.

“Oh! Come in,” you said, realizing he’s just been standing at your doorway and it was rude of you not to invite him in. That’s when Blurp saw him.

After catching sight of his owner he immediately ran up to him practically leaping into Adam’s arms as he cuddled and shoved his fur into the man’s face.

“Hello Blurp, I’m delighted to see you too,” Adam would let out while rubbing the F’saki. Your heart melted at the sight, never seeing the warlock like this before.

After the moment passed Adam peered down at the animal and without missing a beat he said, “let’s go home.”

At the mention of home Blurp jumped out from his arms, suddenly running across the room to the other side of the wall. Adam turned to you with concern on his face before once again turning to Blurp saying, “Blurp come on.”

Blurp wouldn’t move.

“Now you’re just embarrassing yourself. We’re going home,” Adam began to take steps towards Blurp but the animal quickly ran again, leaping up into your arms.

“Okay, now you’re just embarrassing me,” Adam would mutter, his voice sounding a little bit hurt by the creature's actions.

“I think he just grew used to me.”

“Hmm,” Adam let out a breath nodding in agreement while you came up with an idea. “How about I walk him with you? I’m sure once he sees your quarters he’ll be fine.”

The golden boy’s lips downturned in thought as he wondered for a moment, “I guess it couldn’t hurt.”

“Great, let’s go,” you announced, rubbing Blurp’s cheeks for a moment before setting him down. Adam opened your front door, holding it steady for you to go through, you thanked him before looking behind you at Blurp who still didn’t seem to want to move, “come on Blurp!” With that, the animal happily followed you out the door while Adam himself followed close by.

The walk was a little awkward but Blurp being there definitely helped alleviate some tension. Your focus remained on the cute fluff ball as he ran alongside you.

Adam, who for the first few minutes walked behind while watching the two of you interact, now traveled alongside you, as Blurp remained in the middle.

He was the first to speak, “it’s strange to me how close you two have gotten.”

You could admit the brown fellow had grown close to you quite quickly, “well we have spent the last week together, I think it’s natural.”

“But I take care of him well.”

“You do, I’m not saying you don’t.” You try your best to figure out the most correct way of explaining yourself without offending the guardian, “you said before that you’ve gotten Blurp from a Ravager.”

Adam nodded.

“And now he’s a part of the guardians. I just think he’s seen a lot and sometimes needs a slower pace. Maybe him being here made him feel secure, you know?”

“Secure?”

“Yeah, you know feeling safe and happy, without any worry about life.”

“Hmm,” is all Adam said in response.

You two continued on in silence as you walked all the way to his small living quarters.

“So you’re saying he should not only go on missions but spend time here instead.”

“Not always. Just if the mission is a big chaotic one then maybe that would be better.”

Adam didn’t want to leave Blurp behind, but he understood what you meant. Maybe you were right.

“…If I know missions are going to be intense, then I agree he should stay here.”

You nodded at Adam agreeing with his words that were essentially your idea in the first place.

“I believe that is a good motion,” you assured and a corner of his mouth pulled as a smile began to form.

“And I believe you should be the one to look after him. I feel like that would be best from here on forward.” Adam looked down at the pet who didn’t seem to have a care in the world at the moment.

“Of course! I would love to! I love Blurp.”

You finished the sentence just as you came upon Adam’s quarters. Blurp continued to stay in between you two, hesitant to move forward, “come on Blurp, go home,” you’d usher pointing in the direction of the door. Slowly the critter would approach the door and Adam would open it allowing him to enter while the two of you remained in the doorway.

At the success of this journey you turned to the warlock, “well, I guess this is it for now, until the next mission Adam Warlock,” you said, waiting for his own goodbyes. But instead what you were met with was, “would you like to come in?”

Your head angled to the side, giving him a slight side eye at the sudden proposal but he continued, “I mean I’m sure having you here would make Blurp feel more…secure,” he said smugly nodding a little at how he remembered the exact word you had used earlier. For a moment he was sure you were going to reject the idea, your facial expression clearly already regarded the suggestion as strange.

“…I guess it couldn’t hurt,” and in you stepped. Adam closed the door and followed behind as you looked around his room taking his small space in. It wasn’t big, especially considering the fact that he attended missions frequently, but he still found himself watching your facial expression as you gazed around the room. He found himself feeling a new type of nervousness, he couldn’t name it exactly. Maybe it was judgment that he suddenly feared? Or maybe it was something else, he wasn’t sure.

Adam liked you already. More than what he knew. He liked the way you described, the word ‘secure,’ and the way you clearly cared for Blurp.

Adam watched as you made your way to Blurp petting him playfully while the F’saki ran around enjoying himself.

Adam supposed that if Blurp could find security with you then maybe he could too.

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1800jjbarnes · 1 year

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𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐢𝐫 | 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

【Synopsis】 : You missed your boyfriends dearly. But they were currently on a mission. Little did they know you had a few spell up your sleeves, so you could have them, even if it was only for a moment.

『Word count』 : 1.08k

Paring : Incubus!Steve x Incubus!Bucky x Human!Reader

[Warnings] : Demons. Mentions of ritualistic summonings. Incubus (Sex Demons) Warlock Wanda. Old Ruins/Symbols for Spell Casting. Threesome. Making out, marking, hints of double penetration. Unprotected sex. Anal. Demon Steve and Bucky. Dirty Talk. Pet names.

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You had written the symbols on the floorboards with a small piece of chalk. Just like your friend said. Desperation had consumed your being. Worry filling your soul. It had been days since you'd seen your lovers. You became scared they were lost in the under realms. So you went to someone who knew a summoning spell. Wanda, a powerful witch, and also a close friend of your boyfriends. He had gifted it to you. So you sat on the floor, rings and ruins around you. You started the chant, slowly and clearly. The floor started to rumble, while the chalk lines started to light up.

Once the last word is said, the glowing and the energy ebbs away. Did it work? You look around and see nothing different. Frustration grows in your chest as you look over the runes again on the ground. Then, a rough hand catches you off guard, caressing your face. Lifting it up to have a look at you, a sigh of relief washes over you.

A tall, broad incubus stands in front of you, his eyes, purple and skin that shimmers like a pearl. His hair is a dusty blonde , and it falls over his face, but you can see the grin wide across it. A light chuckles comes from across the room, and you whip your head to see another, laying around on your bed rubbing his neck like he just experienced whiplash. His shorter and more human figure made your heart jump. But his eyes still glisten that demon purple that made you fall in love all over again each time you see them.

"I was getting worried." You finally spoke, choking slightly as tears began to overwhelm you. Steve's hand, what is still held under your chin, rubs over your cheek slightly, making you feel a familiar calmness. You missed them so much, more than you thought you did.

"We were okay. We had to stay down there longer than we thought." Bucky's voice whispered behind you, his hot breath pooling against your ear, making you jump slightly. Steve then dropped his fingers from your chin, walking over aimlessly to the table with the old witchy books and candles on it.

"Besides, it's not really like there is phone reception in hell." He was cheeky, so you knew he meant nothing by the sly comment. Bucky turned your body slowly, his hands raking over your hips. He didn't waste time kissing you passionately. Something you had been missing since they left. Steve just watched silently, enjoying the view of his two lovers making out feverishly.

"A little desperate, are we?" Bucky mumbles into the kiss, feeling you bite his bottom lip while chasing him as he tries to pull away. You huff out a breath through your nose in response, continuing your assault on him. It's been far too long without them, and you weren't about to waste any time. Steve moved quickly, pulling you by your hips to spin you around away from Bucky. You let out a groan from his actions but quickly swallowed any whiny remarks when his lips latched onto your neck, sucking a harsh mark onto the skin. Bucky towers over your body, pushing himself flush against you so you could feel his bulge against your ass. His teeth pull against the lobe of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. All the while, Steve litters your neck in bright hickeys.

"And here I thought Stevie and I were supposed to be the sex demons." Bucky's low voice growled in your ear. Steve made quick with his hands as he stripped your lower half of your pants and underwear.

"Maybe you two have just rubbed off on me." You choke suddenly, feeling Steve's cold fingers slide up your wet folds. Strange how, for a demon, he always seems to have cold hands. Bucky pushed you slightly into Steve's grasp, your head now leaning against the blonde's shoulder. He used his free hand to wrap around your waist, holding you steady while he pumped his fingers deep inside you.

"S-Stevie…" You became so focused on Steve that you hadn't noticed Bucky stripping behind you. Giving Steve a little show first, He spat on his hand so he could lube his cock up, pumping it a few times. Steve groans watching this unfold in front of him.

"Here. Give her to me." Buck gripped both your shoulders, pulling your body fully away from Steve, making his fingers fall out of your greedy hole. You cried at the loss of contact but Bucky was quick to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his hips so his cock could sink into you in one go.

"Fuck I missed your pussy so much, baby. You know how hard it is being away from our little sex toy?" Bucky groans in your ear, walking over to the wall so he could start fucking you against it. "Our kind needs sex like oxygen. We need it every day. And going a day without you is like being left for dead under the ocean." His thrusts were erratic making you moan loudly. Your fingers find the ends of his pitch hair, tugging harshly on the strands making him groan in response.

"Stevie and I can only fuck so much before we are left craving you." Hearing your lover confess about fucking one another while being away from you sparks fantasies in your mind. Bucky on top of Steve, gifting him all the pleasure he could desire. But yet it wouldn't be the same without you in the middle of it.

"Let's just say we also missed you a lot." Steve's voice made you open your eyes that you didn't realize were shut. His large hands grip your ass, turning you so instead of Bucky pounding into you while using the wall as a stabilizer, it was now Steve's body keeping you in place. "Take a deep breath." His words made you gulp, shakily taking the breath like he ordered while he sinks his cock in your tight ass. You felt so full, pain and pleasure mixing together. You couldn't help but question if you liked the pain or the pleasure more, but at this point, you couldn't care less. You were just happy to have your boys back. And also very happy to have them deep inside you.

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Day 27 : Hybrid - Yeosang

「Title」 : My Heart Is With The Sea

「Word count」 : 2.76k

-> Genre: Fantasy Au. Smut. Fluff. Angst. Comedy.

Paring: Pirate!Yeosang x Hybrid!Reader

[Warnings] : Warlock Hybrid Yeosang. Swearing. Gross drunk men. Mention of harassment. Hero Yeosang. Powers. Fire blades. Mention of a saloon. Old-timey words. Pet names. Saliva kink. Big dick Yeo. Sub reader. Dom Yeosang. Dirty talk. Details of the reader's body fitting into a curvy plus stature. Begging. Unprotected sex. Cumming inside. Slight breeding kink. Fingering. Yeosang is a cocky bitch. Mention of a Woosan relationship. Poly relationship mentioned. Let me know if I missed anything.

Note: I made the reader Plus size since I've been feeling really shit about my body image so yee. Also, I wanted to write more but I've run out of time so if this gets good attention and people want more. I'll be more than happy to turn this into a min series. And I was making this a JongSan fic but again since I ran out of time I could do Jongho's scenes.

February Filth Fest Event Day Calendar.

It was like any other day. The air was riddled with the smell of the salty sea that was just over the bend of the hill. Loud men filled your ears with drunken nonsense in between slurps of their ale. It wasn't even midday, but yet, at least twenty men were already on the floor. But you guess it's happy hour somewhere beyond the big blue.

You sigh, picking up three glasses before putting them on your tray and moving towards the bar in a swift motion in order to avoid creepy men's hands. Most didn't mean to play rough, but most men just have sticky fingers. You knew you'd get harassed because this is the type of job you got. And most of the time, it didn't phase you, but you knew it annoyed others more than you.

"You lay a hand on her again, and you will lose those fingers." Yeosang barked, picking up the drunk guy that was hunched on his chair by the shirt collar. Yeosang's free hand was held behind him but not out of the men's view. The whole table saw out a blade made of fire magically appeared in the shaggy-haired male. They were nothing but shitting their pants, feeling anxious about angering the warlock.

"We are sorry about our friend Sir Kang. Please forgive his foolish actions." One of the less drunken men at the table slurred. It was as if they all suddenly sobered up, feeling a tension simmer through the whole saloon.

"How about I punish you anyway. Just to prove a point." Yeo smirked, loving to see fear consume such pitiful excuses of humankind. They all jumped to their friends' defence, making the bar roar with loud shouting. You sighed, having lost the fun while watching the interaction. So you whistled loudly, getting everyone's attention, including your brooding Vaelock lover.

"Alright, ladies. You've had your fun. Now fuck off before I send word to the knights." And just like that, all the men from the table piled out through the front door in a hurry. They were like puppies running away with their tails between their legs. But you knew when the sun set by the next few hours, they'd be back. They always came back.

Yeosang dropped his power, fixing his jacket slightly before waltzing over to you with a sly smirk. It always made him feel power when he got to hurt or scare men, but it made him feel even more powerful when it was that he was protecting you. He leaned against the large dark oak bar while he watched you behind it, placing the empty and half-empty tall pint glasses into the wash-up tub. He just stood there for a moment, watching you with abortion in his eyes. He watched how your hair would fall in front of your face when you bent down for something. Or how you had tucked your shirt into your pants today. It sat nicely on your plump figure. And he can't let his eyes wander too much as they land on your lips. Your very kissable lips. The lips he loves so much, especially when they are wrapped around his co—

"You got such a staring problem." You mumbled with a small smile, making him suddenly look away with a blush painting his features.

"I do not." He feels slight embarrassment from his dirty thoughts only moments ago. At least you couldn't read minds. "I'll be off by the coming hour." He changed the subject.

"Off on another adventure." You sigh softly, feeling a little lump in your throat form. You knew his life was on the sea, but it always made you nervous when he left. The waves can be large and unforgiving. Just as the weather can be cruel. His life can easily be taken away, and it kept you up at night whenever he felt for the docks.

"Yes. Captain said he found some news on Atlantis city. If we find it, we will finally be able to be done with these wanted posters and outlaw crap." Yeosang spoke with only a small amount of distance in his tone. Like he was off in his own world. They had been looking for this cromer thing for months with the idea that they could get redemption from the kingdom of East Valley. And how did they disrespect the kingdom, you may ask...well, that was a very long story. But in the shortest way to put it, they angered the king.

And why might a king be mad at a group of immature pirates? Simple. They are pirates, and royalty just has something against the lower class, especially those who bend the rules and live out on the sea. And because San and Wooyoung slept with the Princess....at the same time...

They went to East Valley on a job. To find a cromer for this warlock, but in toe, figured out that the King was the one who had it stolen from the old wizard years and years ago. So they needed to get into the castle, grab it, and leave. Like they weren't ever there. But the Princess saw San and Wooyoung and when Seonghwa told them to keep her distracted, he didn't think they would fuck her...

"Wait... You are looking for Atlantis city?!" Your voice came out strained and uneasy. This caught Yeosangs attention, tilting his head in concern.

"Yes. I thought I told you months ago?"

"You said you were looking for a hidden kingdom. I couldn't have guessed Atlantis." You were worried. Anyone who goes looking for such a place nine out of ten turn up dead or go missing. Worry clouded your mind, feeling your breath quicken. Yeosang suddenly jumps the bar so he can stand next to you. His body heat melted your cold, anxious thoughts. He leant his head on top of yours, holding you tightly in his arms. He knew of your worry and how to beg for him to stay. And he felt guilty every time he left. But he loves the sea and wouldn't see a life without it. But he also couldn't see a life without you. He was stuck at a crossroads.

"I'll be safe. You know I will. Hwa is an excellent navigator. And the captain would never put us in danger for anything. We come first." His words made you feel better, slightly. He pulled away from you so he could look you in the eyes. They were filled with tears, just waiting to be let out. You didn't want to cry. But your emotions seemed to have other plans.

"Just promise me. Promise none of you will get hurt ..."

He had to chuckle at the fact you referenced everyone. You had grown close to his crew since the day you met. Yeosang obviously tried to keep you for himself for a while, but alas, the others also found interest in you. Little did they know you were actually bedded with Yeosang already.

"None of us will be in danger. I promise." He gave you a small kiss on your forehead. It was a moment of peace in his arms. Like the world had stopped. You were the first to pull away, putting down the bar rag and moving things around to keep your hands occupied. Yeosang chuckled at your flustered state, suddenly recalling the dirty thoughts he had prior. And then a new thought came to mind.

"You know..." He hooked his fingers in the belt loops of your pants before pulling your body back into his. Your back flushed against his chest he leaned down so his face could sit nicely in your neck. "I could go for a parting gift. Something for me to remember while out at sea."

Your face flushed red and you looked around the large opened room, thanking the gods that the only customers that were still in the bar were either passed out of too far to hear your lover's filth idea.

"I..." You were going to decline out of embarrassment, but then the idea simmered in your mind making your thigh clench at the thought. "My shift finishes in ten minutes."

He chuckled darkly at you, giving your neck a few kisses for saying. "You know where to find me." Leaving, you flustered while he walked out of the bar as if nothing just happened.

"Yeosang!!" You moaned feeling a slight burn at the twisted position you were in. Your legs were hung over his shoulders while he practically bent you in half as he pounded into you. His teeth grazed against your neck as his muscles tensed from the exertion. Your hands fly to find something to hold onto, gasping out moans as his hands find yours. His fingers lace with yours before pinning them to the mattress.

“I’ll make sure to fill your cup. So you are nice and full while I’m gone.” Yeosang grunted, feeling sweat beads form against his hairline.

You whine in response, his words weren't fully registering in your pleasured-filled mind. You were so lost in the grunts and pants he spilled into your ears as he pressed so deep, fucking into the perfect spot that had your thighs quivering on either side of his head. Your plump legs were dropped to a more comfortable position on his waist as he gripped your cheeks with his fingers. Your mouth opened instinctively as he pursed his lips, gathering saliva before spitting it in your mouth and smothering your lips with his in a sloppy kiss. Teeth clanking together from the punishing thrusts as his hips rutted yours.

“My pretty Darling. Mine… All of this is mine.” A sick smile curled his lips, goosebumps lining his skin when your shaky hands found their way up his chest and to his shaggy black hair. Fingers tangling in it as you blubbered incoherent words, a shift in his hips tensing your body and making your hands tug the sweat-dampened strands. He’s strained from the angle of his head being pulled back. The column of his neck looked as if it was begging to be marked up as you pulled him down to you, latching your lips to his pulse point and sucking harshly on the skin. His vulgar sounds vibrated against your mouth as his warm right hand slipped between your slick bodies to toy with your clit. Your back arches painfully at the overwhelming feeling.

“Fuck Yeo... Please FUccckk.” You scream throwing your head back feeling Yeosang press sloppy circles to your sensitive bud while his thrusts suddenly lose their rhythm. He suddenly wanted to see your face, so, picking up his hand slightly he waved a finger in the air, making your hands tug off his hair within a second. You try to move your hands away from either side of your face but alas, his power that bands an invisible cuff around them made it impossible.

“Come on baby, whose cock is this, hmm?”

You mumble inaudibly over the wet sounds of skin slapping. His lips brushed over yours mixing his breath with yours. His hips snap forward, his thick cock ramming into a spot that got you seeing stars. His hand leaves leave your clit, one gripping your hip, bruising the soft curves while the other grabs a hand full of your large bust. “I asked you a question, Doll..”

“Mine- mine, all mine-“ you finally cried out, words slurring together from the seemingly permanent fog that had settled over your mind. He finally let your hands free from his hold in a silent gesture for his next move.

“Prove it then.”

“I can’t- I- Yeo, please-“ you cry, tears pooling in your eyes while your fingers slip down to dig your nails into the skin of his shoulders. The stinging sensation only urged him to keep going while a shaky moan escapes his lips.

“You can do it, Darling. Take what’s yours.” He demanded, jaw clenched tight and pace faltering. Your ankles hooked together at the base of his back, heels digging into the spot to pull him impossibly deeper as you frantically rocked your hips against him along with his thrusts. Yeosang grunts in a pleased response, head dipping down to bite a mark to your shoulder as his cock twitched in your velvety walls. Your orgasm tore through you like a wildfire. Stealing the breath from your lungs and making your body convulse. His guttural moan was almost barely heard over the roaring in your ears as hot spurts of his cum filled you.

Your body was worn out when he slipped from between your shaking thighs. A soft whine pulled from your throat when you felt his middle and ring finger against your cunt, pressing the seed that had seeped from you back into your walls. Your overstimulated cunt already clenched around the digits and body fully reacting to the shocks of pleasure as he finger fucks you.

“Best parting gift ever,”

Yeosang ran over the dock as fast as his legs to take him. The ship was in sight, and his heartbeat finally could rest easy, knowing his captain wasn’t just going to up and leave him like he had been threatened in the past. His feet land on the familiar oak beauty. He spots his friends scattered around the deck, one in particular―a like blonde―shaking his head in annoyance.

“Next time we leave you.” The blonde shouts heading up to the stern deck where the wheel is. Yeosang just huffed out in response, turning his attention to the redhead and his feline-featured lover.

“So how was it?” Wooyoung giggled.

Yeosang choked looking dumbfounded. “What?!”

“You know. How was she? Or he. Or both. I don’t judge.”

“Shut up Wooyoung.” Jongho suddenly appeared from the captain's quarters fixing his overcoat slightly. “Don’t you have a kitchen to stock?”

Wooyoung went to reply with a snarky remark but San pulled him away with a small smile telling him to drop it. Yeosang shook his head slightly glancing over at the younger male. The ravened hair man waltzed over slowly, keeping his unreadable expression until he stood only centimetres away from him.

“She okay?” He spoke softly knowing exactly where he had been for the past couple of hours. Yeo had to chuckle at his words as sudden flashes of your fucked out expression and blissful moans echoed in his mind.

“Uh yeah. Last time I checked.” he couldn’t hide the smug smirk on his face.

“Last time you checked uh-huh.” Jongho smirked lightly hitting his shoulder while nodding.

Yeo just bit his lip, watching Jongho walk away.

“Cap, what's the plan?” Yunho tilted his head until he heard a crack. Seonghwa was pacing around the large map on the big oak table. “Do we travel west?”

“If he cut through this roar he can make it to the caving island before the storm hits,” Mingi spoke up an idea, making the captain nod slowly, leaning into his chair ever so slightly.

“Do it. Three days will be added to our trip, but we'll make it happen.” Hongjoong waved his hand, standing up before turning to look out the window, seeing the dark clouds approaching east. The rest of the crew gear up for the sudden travel. Heading west to a small island riddled with caves big enough to hold a ship until the storm blows over.

“This storm is getting bad out there. They should be okay right…” You stood by the water's edge as your friend Livera played with a stick in the sand making random scribbles.

“I’m sure they are fine. Besides the storm is probably not that bad.” The red hair knelt down finding a crab suddenly emerging from under the sand. She bit her lip in excitement, eyes widening with sparkle inside them.

“I just… What if―Bubs if you are so worried, why don’t you go find out?” Her big soft ears that were perched on the top of her head twitch while her tail bright red tail wags slowly.

You turn your attention away from the sweet fox, noticing how the waves crash against the bank as if the ocean calls for you to join it. “Maybe I will.”

And you run straight into the water before diving in deep.

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sweetlittlegingy · 2 years

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Epiphany

✦ Next Chapter | Better Man Universe

✦Pairing: Father Figure Jake x Single!Mother

✦Word Count: 1.7k

✦Warnings: Fluffy Jake, past relationship breakup, slight mention of Smut (18+ Content), protective Bradley

✦A/n: This was a fun one! I'm excited that we are seeing more of their relationship dynamics and how they became a couple. I also love big brother Bradley!!

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Sitting back on your heels, you can’t help but hold some resentment for your new job. You had just transferred back to the North Island from Jacksonville, you’d wanted to be closer to family and when a job at Top Gun opened up you jumped on the opportunity.

While almost everyone assumed that your last name got you your current position, that couldn’t be farther from the truth. As the youngest Benjamin, a surprise baby fifteen years younger than your sister Penny, you had always been a daddy’s girl. Long before you had chosen to become an Administrate Service Manager to the current admiral, you had planned on following in the Benjamin footsteps and becoming a fighter pilot.

Though when you got pregnant just after the academy, your plans drastically changed. The move to Jacksonville was rushed and “planned” just so you could get as far away from your shattered dreams. So, when your application for a civilian position down in Jacksonville, was accepted, you couldn’t have been happier to make the move. Your ex wasn’t the happiest, only agreeing because of the pay increase your new job promised, but you were confident in the beginning of your new life.

You moved up the ranks quickly and loved your Navel family in Florida. Finding that even though you couldn’t fly, you could find other ways to focus on your love for planes.

Though when your relationship failed and Adam no longer wanted anything to do with Mathew, you knew that living close to family was what you both needed.

Deciding to move back after a 2 years was difficult, you were leaving the life that you built. Though the idea of getting as far away from Adam was a positive.

Plus, Bradley had moved back to Top Gun in the past year, and you couldn’t wait to see him, you both grew up together and he fell into the big brother position easily. Growing up you two were attached to each other’s hip, and he absolutely adored Maty. He was never a fan of your ex and when you moved he was even less pleased, but he still supported you and was only a call away.

Penny was ecstatic that you were moving back, and being the ever the doting auntie, offering to babysit Mathew until you could find a sitter, knowing that the new job would need your undivided attention.

Which lead to your current predicament, it was your first week on the job and you were already unbelievably frustrated. The last individual that held your job position, had no organizational skills, and hadn’t completed half the needed paperwork for Top Gun.

Landed you here, on the ground, working through your lunch, surrounded by paperwork that needed sorted. Cyclone had been clear that he wanted everything sorted before next week, and while Warlock told you not to worry, you couldn’t help but to be stressed out.

You hadn’t heard him approach over the sound of your spotify on shuffle, though the subtle cough pulled you from your work immediately. Standing in your doorway, looming over your seated figure, your eyes raked over the form of a pilot.

Decked in his flight suit, with perfect blonde hair and deep green eyes. A shade of green that looked eerily similar to Mathews, a shade that would be hard not to get lost in. You loved the color of your baby’s eye, you had no idea where he got them from, yet here stood a random man. With eyes that matched.

You tried to be sublet, but his physic was on clear display, and you hadn’t seen someone as handsome as him, since your obsession with the Jonas Brothers in middle school. He looked like he been running drills all morning, already sweating in the heat of the day. The white t-shirt under his flight suit, was near translucent and clung to him like a second skin.

The obnoxious though about what else lay underneath that flight suit rattled through your brain, but you were quick to push it away. You were in no way ready to date again, and Maty, well he was your number one priority. You wouldn’t put him through a situation like that again, which meant, at least for now, no hot pilots.

“Eyes up here darlin’”

Raising your eyes, you’re met with a cocky smirk. Clearly, he didn’t lack self-confidence and might need a slight ego check, but you weren’t the type to feel bad about appreciating the male form.

You meet his gaze, giving him a ‘what do you want look’ before going back to sorting papers.

Jake knew that he was handsome and though he had caught you staring, he was confused at how fast you went back to work, especially with him still in the room. Usually he couldn’t get women to stop talking to him. Giving them that signature smirk and they were on there knees, literally.

Yet here you were, completely brushing him off. He couldn’t deny that you were gorgeous and when he heard about a new girl in the admiral’s office, he couldn’t help himself and had to come over. You definitely didn’t disappoint with your looks; you were someone that he would have loved to have under him on a number of different occasions.

But yet, here you were completely ignoring him.

“I’m looking for Admiral Simpson.” You return your gaze to him, and hold it. Appearing completely unfazed. “Got any idea where his is, darlin’?”

Jake could see the light blush that covered your cheeks every time he called you darlin’ and couldn’t resist. You tried to remain just passive enough that he would leave, but wouldn’t consider you a bitch.

“Lunch”

The single word: the only damn thing that you had said to him, and Jake felt like you had knocked him upside the head. Your soft voice, that he wanted to describe as sweet as honey, was like music to his ears.

He wanted to hear you every day, in every damn way. He couldn’t deny that he wanted to know how you would sound moaning out his name. He was positive that you would be a strung-out whimpering mess for him, and just so damn pretty begging for him.

But the feeling of wanting to hear that voice in the morning, and how he was positive that you had the most beautiful smile. Those feelings were new, Jake Seresin didn’t do relationships.

It’s not like he was a man whore, no he had a great respect for woman, he just didn’t know how he felt about relationships.

His parents were no longer together, his dad had been a complete asshole, and was happy when his mother decided to leave him. Plus, he loved his job, he was positive that flying was the love of his life, and he didn’t have time for relationships.

Though you, with just one word, had somehow got him to think about the possibility of a relationship.

Oh, you would be the death of him.

Though before he could make another move, a hand clasped onto his shoulder spinning him around.

You didn’t miss the second set of feet this time and as you saw the Lt. get spun around you caught sight of the familiar mustache.

“What are you doing down here, Bagman?” the harsh tone of Rooster didn’t go unnoticed by Jake. The death glare that Rooster was giving him didn’t either, though he had no idea why. As far as Jake knew, Rooster didn’t have a girl, so what type of claim did he have over you.

“He was just looking for Cyclone, B.”

Jake whip back around to face you, so fast that he almost hit Rooster. His eyes went straight to you, though your eyes were already looking past him at Rooster.

Jake was lost now. You called Rooster B, with such affection behind your tone, that could only mean the both of you were close.

Looking back between the both of you and the teasing smile on each of your lips, Jake couldn’t stop the small pang that went through his chest.

Maybe you were Roosters girl, and he just didn’t talk about you? Or maybe you were just good friends, and he still had a chance… Jake didn’t know but he would find out.

Rooster stepped past Jake, coming to crouch down by your side looking over the different paperwork.

“God, they really threw you to the wolves, didn’t they?”

Silently nodding your head, you quickly grabbed the paperwork back from Bradley.

“I’ve got a system and you’re both” your eyes quickly went between the two pilots, “messing it up.”

Rooster gave a humorous laugh, and moved to stand back up. He looked back up at Jake whose eyes were already trained on you. A sense of cautionary optimism could be seen, and Rooster knew that he would be having a talk with Hangman.

“I just came by to tell you that we’re having dinner together tonight, Pen called and asked if I could drive you.”

You had yet to buy a car and had relied on Penny and Bradley to drive you around the past week. A slight inconvenience, though neither of them ever complained. They were just happy to have you and Maty back home.

“Yeah, that sounds good. I should be done around 5 or so.”

You gave him a quick smile, glancing to the other pilot, though Bradley had called him Bagman you knew that wasn’t his name, then back to your paperwork. If you wanted to get out by 5, you needed to focus. Meaning not staring at pilots, no matter how hot they are.

Bradley moved to leave you, knowing that you were trying to concentrate and didn’t want to piss you off. He had been on the receiving end of your anger once, and that was more than enough for him.

He moved past Jake giving him a silent look that said move your ass. Jake wasn’t one to follow orders from Rooster, though he wanted to ask him who you were, so he followed out. Looking back one last time to see your sitting form, completely focused and unfazed. He knew then, that whatever Rooster told him about you wouldn’t matter.

He wanted you,

And what Jake “Hangman” Seresin wanted, he got.

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thealienfantasy · 2 months

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Alien Fantasy-File 3: The cages in our sky.

The princess clung unto her animal's shell as it sped through the rocks of the planet's ocean. An entourage of soldiers swimming not to far behind her. The princess glanced at the sky. She clutched the reigns of her animal while anticipation began building in her gills.

Over the past months, there's been reports of a phenomenon in their "sky". The surface of the ocean was the sky to these people. They could swim up to it with no issues, but they could never jump out of the ocean. for they couldn't breath outside of it. The princess and her subjects slowed down their animals as they got closer to their destination. they stopped at one of the empty fields of their town. The princess hovered away from her animal and swam up to an object.

"Your gracefulness, please be careful!" Her advisor shouted. The princess continued to twirl her tail, using all of her energy to close the gap between her and the object she was eyeing. She dug into the sand and found some kind of device. It was square and colorful. it had glass in the middle and several buttons on the side. A small hatch was located under it, but it was empty. There are several symbols on the glass, but the princess didn't know what any of them meant. She ran her fins through the glass and suddenly, the objects on the glass changed positions. now she was looking at a list. a list in a language she couldn't understand. She tapped the words to see if anything could happen. The pad didn't seem to respond to her taps at first.

"Your gracefulness. Maybe we shouldn't touch that."

"Here. Allow me, my lady." One of the knights stepped forward. He took the device and ran his fins throught it. one of the words flashed and the device began beeping.

The knight recoiled and hastily dropped it, pushing the princess back while other knights got in front of her. The princess watched the device carefully as it beeped a few times. Suddenly, the objects of the glass changed into something, a creature. only the creature was moving.

"(?olleH)"

Everyone watched the device anxiously.

"(?kcab dap ruoy teg uoy did ?ekiM ?olleH)"

The princess gestured the knights to lower their weapons, She slowly swam up to the device and looked into it.

"("!ni emoC ?laehciM)"

She got a good look at the figure. it seemed only it's upper body was visible. it had arms just like her and her species, but no scales and no visible gills or fins. It had small patch of hair on it's head and chin and it seemed to be wearing...something on his eyes. to protect them perhaps?

She didn't have time to inspect the creature further. for as soon as it saw her, it seemed to recoil in fear.

"(!SNEILA ESOHT FO ENO S'TI ,TIHS HO)"

"(?EREHT NWOD LLITS LAEHCIM SI ,TIAW)" Another voice said.

"(-ON ,PU EGAC EHT LLUP)" The glass flashed grey briefly before turning dark with two symbols. one green, one red and more words she couldn't understand. A lot of questions were running through her mind. That thing. it looked like-

"YOUR MAJESTY! UP THERE!" the princess quickly turned her head to where the knight was pointing its weapon. Her finds seemed to lose their color as she looked at what she saw in the "Sky".

It was a cage. hovering right in between the "sky" and the ground with a chain keeping it afloat. and inside that cage, was a figure. a figure covered in some kind of weird armor. one with tubes and a weird back attached to their spine. The princess shivered in horror.

There had been rumors going around her kingdom. her people claimed to have seen cages floating around near the sky. She could confirm those rumors were true, her tower gave her a good view of the sky, but this was the first time where she got a good look at just WHAT was inside those cages.

She had a good view of the armor. She didn't know what was under that armor. Was that a knight too? Were they a warrior that got captured? capture by who? one of the many monsters that inhabited their world? or by a warlock? no.. that couldn't be. these cages were coming from beyond the water. Maybe a deity was sending them down there. trapping them in these cages, dangling them in front of her kingdom. either as a warning or a test. The armored creature in the cage was clinging at the bars, frantically slamming it's limbs to the sides. She didn't know what was going on. but she knew one thing for sure.

..She was gonna free that poor warrior.

"EVERYONE! STRIKE THAT CAGE! SET THEM FREE! LET THE EVIL FORCE BEHIND THIS KNOW THAT WILL NOT BE INTIMIDATED BY IT!"

A loud roar reverberated through the ocean as all the knights began swimming towards the cage. With the princess getting back on her creature and swimming alongside her troop. her eyes remained on the creature inside of it. It began moving more frantically, clearly wanting out of there.

The knights got close and began striking the cage with their spears, trying to pry it open. the creature began waving it's limbs at them, the poor thing.

"DO NOT HURT IT! STRIKE THE CAGE ITSELF!" The princess shouted at her troop. The creature frantically swam around in it's cage. it raised it's hands and grabbed something. The princess observed what it could be. Suddenly, the cage was coated by a black cloud of smoke. The troops that were striking the cage quickly backed away from it. The princess eyed the cage carefully, that black smudge seemed to be coming from the white tubes attached to the cage. Looks like whoever sent this poor creature down there wasn't gonna make this easy.

"Princess! Look out!" The princess looked at the cage, it seemed to be rising away from the black smoke. The cage. it was rising towards the sky.

"Oh! No! I won't allow it!" The princess declared as she swung her tail and swam after the rising cage. she was not gonna allow this force to dangle this creature and then take it away like some kind of toy.

"Princess! No!" The princess managed to grab hold of one of the bars. she held on tight as the cage dragged her with it. She clung onto the bars and stared at the creature.

"I'LL GET YOU OUT OF THERE! NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES!" She shouted as she put her hands between the bars, trying to reach out to the creature, the creature seemed to retract it's limbs. The princess took a look at it's armor. more specifically, it's helmet. it was made out of glass, but through that glass, she could see something....

She could see...eyes beyond the glass helmet. Her scales seemed to glow as the eyes pierced her.

"YOUR GRACEFULNESS! LET GO! NOW!" A distant voice shouted. She princess looked down, she sands of the ocean were almost a blur. she looked up to see both her and the cage were inching closer and closer to the sky of the ocean that she couldn't go beyond. for her gills wouldn't allow it. She took one last look at the creature and her finds glowed red.

"I'll get you out of there. No matter what it takes. Wait for me! I'll get it done!" She said softly, trying again to reach out for the armored creature. The creature didn't answer back, not even a gesture with its limbs.

The let go off the cage and watched as it's travelled beyond the sky. creating a ripple upon exiting the ocean, taking that poor creature with her. She watched longingly at the now empty sky as her body sank back down. She couldn't save it this time.

The distant shouting of her knights brought her back to her bearings. She looked back at the sky. her fins glowing a vibrant red.

"I'll save you. I'll save everyone this fiend has captured. no matter the cost!" She said before turning around swimming back to the sands of the ocean. She wasn't looking forward to the scolding she was gonna get from her father for almost killing herself, but she knew the poor creature needed to hear...

She wasn't gonna give up on it.

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The cage opened,allowing the man to hastily step back into the spaceship. Once he was beamed inside, he quickly took off his helmet. He looked like he had ran a mile, but it was all due to him freaking out from everything that was going on earlier.

"Mike! You good?" One of the crew members asked as he checked the man for any damage.

"Yeah, it was touch and go there. but i'm fine."

"I'm gonna go on a limb her and assume you didn't get your pad back." the comms guy said. Recalling the random call he had gotten and how upon answering, the first thing that greeted him wasn't a human, but those weird mermaid-esque aliens.

"No luck. Those guys started pulling up right as the cage was nearing the bottom." Michael responded.

"See. i told you going back for a pad wasn't worth it. But no. You had to risk getting yourself killed for it." One of the rangers said. "Hey! You know the boss will get on my ass for losing company property! Besides, i still came out of it alive!" Michael said. One of his co-workers beamed into the room.

"Yeah, by a hair's length. Those knights really did a number on the cage and the chain almost got broken. at least the ink canisters worked." She said with her arms crossed while she tetached her helmet.

"So what now?"

"We're gonna have to steer clear of this area for a while. We came across a new species after all."

"Uhh...We've been observing those things for months now." the comms guy said.

"Yeah. without interacting with them. Have you seen how close they got to the cage?! this is the first time they're gotten a good look at us!"

"Good look is a bit of a stretch. My body was completely covered by my suit. And they had a bunch of armored guys. maybe they'll think i was wearing armor like them." Michael responded.

"Michael, i would advice you don't underestimate the intelligence of alien life."

"I'm not! I'm just saying." Michael said, raising his hands defensively.

"Whatever. Let's just get off the planet's surface and report our findings to HQ. As for you, Butterfingers. Have a better grip on your equipment next time! We are NOT doing another dive just because you can't handle the consequences of your actions!"

"Whatever..." Michael muttered.

#humans are space fae #humans are weird #humans are space orcs #aliens #science #fantasy #The Alien Fantasy

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moonlightpirate · 1 year

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Goldilocks

It's finally here first part of my Adam Warlock fic! You were a ravager who is joining Rocket, Kraglin, and Adam. This part is just you meeting and joining the team. Eventually will be fluffy maybe even smutty we shall see 😏

I'll tag @ceres27 @wildyonderwillows because I know you both are excited!

Ao3 here

"We are approaching the drop point! Looks like they are mid battle so make sure you're ready to fight!" Gamora shouted.

Chapter one: Thunderstruck

You weren't sure what was going on all you knew was that Gamora told you that Rocket racoon and Kraglin wanted your help in their new guardian team. It sounded so sketchy but you were tired of being on this ravager ship and were ready to see what Knowhere was like.

"Roger that!" You shout back, making your way to the back of the ship.

Just as you got your knives out and ready the cargo door opened and you could see the battle below. You weren't expecting Gamora to literally drop you off in the middle of the battle but quickly you jumped out the door. You gathered your bearings and observed the battle around you before you made your way after the creature that you immediately saw trying to sneak up on the golden boy wearing one of Rockets blue jackets with the guardian logo on it. Just as the creature fell to the ground the boy turned towards you and began eyeing you up. He looked ready to pounce on you.

"Don't worry, goldilocks, I'm on your team." You winked at him as you made your way towards Kraglin.

You must have thrown the golden boy off because you heard Rocket shouting at him to stop standing around and help with the fight. The battle ended quickly and once all the enemies were vanquished and Rocket had received payment for the service you guys made your way back to the ship.

"Wasn't expecting you to drop in like that." Kraglin commented.

"Wasn't expecting to be dropped in mid fight." You retort.

Kraglin and Rocket laughed and Adam looked confused. You guessed no one told him you were joining the crew.

"Yeah, I thought Gamora said she was going to let us know ahead of time. Whatever you're here now. Good to know you can fight though." Rocket responded, scampering on to the ship.

You scoff at Rocket's words as you follow him on the ship. Once the ship takes off and you're well on your way to Knowhere you go to find Kraglin who wasn't with you guys on deck. Finally you found him down below fiddling with the arrow obviously still insecure about using it.

"Okay why am I here Kraglin?".

"Not sure I know what you mean. You're here to help us.".

"Oh come on I just watched you guys fighting you did not need me.".

"You saved Adam's life though!".

"Kraglin he was half a second away from turning and stopping that guy himself. Now what's the reason I'm here?".

You glare at Kraglin with hands on your hips.

"You're here to help with Adam. We figure he's lonely and needs someone his age." Rocket intervened.

"You're kidding me right? So I'm here to babysit goldilocks?!" You groan.

"Y/n he can handle himself you saw that today. Stakar and Gamora said you seemed like you could use more interaction with people your age and Adam needs more interaction with well decent people." Kraglin responded.

You roll your eyes and saunter off to a quiet part of the ship. As soon as you guys land on Knowhere you make your way off the ship.

"Hey where are you going?" Rocket shouts.

"Gamora asked me to give something to Nebula." You respond.

"Perfect, we need to tell her our mission was successful. We will join." Kraglin chimed in.

You tried to not groan as you waited for Rocket and Kraglin. You noticed Adam was looking at you curiously but he hung behind with Groot to resupply the ship for future missions. You guys met with Nebula and Rocket introduced you as he gave her the rundown of the mission. As soon as the boys left you handed her Gamora's message.

"Am I really joining their team to babysit that golden boy Adam? Isn't he a sovereign? I haven't heard much good about them.".

"Gamora said you were restless and wanted off that ship. Rocket said Adam was restless and seemed to want a friend his own age. The sovereign hasn't been in contact with him since the high priestess died. It'll be fine. Now get out." Nebula sighed.

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It had been almost a week since she had dropped from the sky mid battle. Almost a week since those captivating eyes had stopped him mid battle. Of course Adam couldn't work up the courage to talk to her so he often sat off on his own glaring at the younger men of Knowhere hovering over her. He didn't know what he was feeling but he knew he didn't like watching her get the attention from these men.

"What's wrong?" Kraglin chuckled sitting down next to Adam.

"Nothing. Just don't get why y/n won't really talk to me but will talk to them." Adam grumbled.

Kraglin chuckled realizing Adam was jealous.

"Trust me she doesn't really enjoy talking to them. They won't leave her alone. But if you want to talk to her I know she likes creatures so why don't you introduce her to blurp I'm sure that will help.".

Adam's face lit up as he got up and practically ran to his apartment to get blurp.

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You had felt Adam's eyes following you around ever since you landed on Knowhere. But you had been so curious to explore you had forgotten about being there to befriend Adam. That was until you had finally broken free from the idiot boys that had been practically drooling over you and were walking home when a furry creature jumped you knocking you to the ground.

"Blurp! No! Get off her! That's not what I meant when I said "go say hi"!" Adam shouted.

The creature hopped off of you as Adam approached you looking concerned.

"You okay? I didn't mean for him to do that." He said, extending a hand out to you.

"Is this creature yours goldilocks?" You ask, taking his hands and standing up, "Wait I know this creature. Didn't it used to belong to a ravager? How did you get it?".

Adam nervously ran his hand through his golden locks, " I found him after a battle. He looked sad and lonely so I took him in.".

"He's so cute!" You coo as you crouch down to pet the furry creature, "did you say his name is blurp?".

"Yes he is Blurp and my name is Adam.".

You laugh at his abruptness, "Yes I know your name.".

"Then why do you always call me goldilocks?".

"It is a nickname. Like how Peter calls himself Starlord.".

Before he can answer, music comes on the speakers. It was the song Rocket played when he wanted you all to gather together. Adam picked up Blurp and flew off. You made your way to the meeting hall wondering why Rocket was calling you guys together. Adam landed in front of you just as you were about to walk up the stairs. Quickly he grabbed the door for you. You smile at him and made your way in.

"Alright guys, we have a new mission. One of the planets we have formed an alliance with is having issues with thieves and being attacked by creatures of all kinds. So get yourselves ready, we leave in an hour." Rocket stated once everyone was sitting down.

"Wait….does that mean I have to wear those ugly uniforms?" You sigh.

"Won't find them so ugly when they save your life. Yes you're required to wear them." Rocket retorted, "Groot you will help me make sure the ship is ready to go. Adam and Kraglin make sure the ship is ready with weapons and food this could be a long journey. But first Kraglin show Y/n where the uniforms are and please make sure she puts them on."

Groaning you follow Kraglin back to where the uniforms are. You grab one and get changed under Kraglins supervision. Despite the reserves you had about the outfit you were excited about this mission since it was your first real one since joining the team. Once Rocket did his last minute ship checks you guys were off. Shortly after departure Kraglin took you down where the weapons were to make sure you had proper weapons besides your swords.

"Nervous?" Kraglin asked.

"No way this will be fun!" You reply.

Kraglin smiled as he helped you pick a gun. As soon as he was content you knew how to use it and you had the proper weapons you guys made your way back up to the flight deck to learn more about this mission.

#adam warlock x reader #adam warlock #adam warlock x female reader #adam warlock x you #adam warlock x guardian!reader #guardians of the galaxy vol 3

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chaoticbardlady99 · 4 months

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Sheep Thrills (Astarion x GN! Reader)

Synopsis: You and Astarion are often up to nothing good on your rest days. Shortly after the tiefling party, the group decides to hunt down Auntie Ethel in an attempt to rid the Sword Coast of the Hag.

When the group decides to send two people to scout a head- You and Astarion are far too keen to volunteer your time. You have your own research to conduct.

CW: Nothing really besides references to sex(?), just kind of fun and cute

Words: 1.6k

Photo belongs to idk who so please reach out if it’s yours!

Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated! I am just terrible at responding 🙃

The sun holds itself proudly up in the sky and there is a nice breeze in the air. You and Astarion are perched up on one of the higher rock formations that peers down on the Sheep munching at the grass along the river. You have been staring at them for far too long, but the two of you are convinced that something is not right with these sheep.

You had both been absolutely fascinated with the damn things ever since you walked by them to get to Kagha’s note. When you and Astarion graciously agreed to look for the Hag’s house- all of your companions were suspicious.

They should be.

You found the Hag’s home and quickly began trying to unravel the secrets of the swamp instead of going back to camp. You’ve been out here for at least three more hours than you told them you would be.

It’s been a semi-uncomfortable, fun, and muggy three hours- you’ve called Astarion a primadonna a couple times and he’s called you a stubborn bull a few more, but overall it’s going very well after you take a sip of water and he gets a few blissful moments from your wrist. Unquenchable thirst and stake outs never mix.

Something has to be up. The sheep sound unnatural. You both think the sheep will reveal whatever their secret is eventually, but they will not budge.

You’ve offered them snacks, pets, kind words, a generous amount of “BAAs” in return- Astarion even jumped around the corner and scared one of the damn things and yet you are both just as stumped as you had been 3 hours ago.

Unfortunately for these poor sheep, you are a very stubborn Warlock with a nose for shenanigans and have befriended a rogue who encourages (and enables) your thirst for chaos. Neither one of you is willing to walk away until an answer presents itself.

“Maybe- hey get that look off your face-,” You whisper and gently push him as he gives you an unamused look, “I think I figured it out!”

“Your last guess was that the sheep were all going mad from Giardia, my Sweet,” he smirks, “I don’t think Giardia is the direct cause for their baaa-ing sound being so bizarre.”

You feel your face burn up from the pet name and you look away, clearing your throat.

“Yes, I admit that I goofed your Magistrateliness- I said a silly, unforgivable thing,” you say with crocodile tears, “but I think we are overcomplicating this whole thing.”

Astarion raises one his eyebrows at you, “is that so? Please enlighten me, my Dear fearless Knight.”

You roll your eyes so hard you think they may fall out- you are the least knightley person you know. Astarion snorts at your cross eyedness when you finally look at him again with your theatrical unamused smile. Your tadpole wriggles behind your eyes before a fleeting warmth goes through your body and you see your own face through Astarion’s eyes.

Silly and beautiful.

Happiness.

You pinch yourself- willing the tadpole to stop intruding on Astarion’s thoughts and feelings. Although those sentiments make you very very happy- you will not push the matter. Astarion can take it at his pace- he’s been under a shitty, abusive vampire lord for 200 years and he deserves the respect. You only slept together a few days ago anyway- you can be patient.

“Why don’t we just shoot one of the sheep?” You ponder, “if it’s a spell, it will break and then we’ll know they aren’t really sheep. If they are sheep, then we have sheep for dinner!”

Astarion snorts, “really? You’d eat the potentially Giardia ridden sheep? I wish I could say I expected more from you, Darling.”

You glare at him and his cheeky grin. You look away with a pout and feel a cold pair of lips kiss your cheek. Your heart beat picks up.

“I’m only teasing, Darling,” he whispers into your ear, “I maybe only expected slightly better of you.”

“You- Mister Magistrate- are very very mean.”

“I never said I was nice,” he says with a shit eating grin, “well- I’m nice where it counts at least.”

It takes you a second and then you realize what he is saying. He certainly isn’t wrong, but it doesn’t make the blush running up your face any less embarrassing or the way you feel yourself clench around nothing at the thought.

Astarion looks far too pleased with himself and your body’s giddiness in response. You try to change the subject before your words give you away as much as your body already has.

“Do you want to shoot the sheep or should I?”

He scoffs, “I can’t believe that’s even a question. I’m obviously going to be shooting the mangy, river diseased sheep.”

“I should have never said the Giardia thing,” you mutter under your breath.

“No,” he grins, “you really shouldn’t have.”

You watch as he gets his crossbow set up, his delicate hands work assuredly. You follow the flexing of his arms as they work to get the bolt in and get lost in the valleys of concentration on his face. It’s stupid how beautiful he is.

The sound of the arrow whizzing through the air, the loud guttural shriek from the sheep, and the putrid smell of bog water fills your senses all at once.

“Shit.”

You look down and see exactly what Astarion is referring to- the sheep are Redcaps. Of course they are Redcaps! How did you not think of that!? Their beady eyes are looking high and low- one is actually crying over it’s fallen companion which makes you feel like a bit of a dick.

“Aw man,” you whisper, “now I feel like a jerk. We didn’t even give them a fair chance.”

“Life isn’t fair, my Dear,” Astarion whispers matter-of-factly, “which is why we should spend less time empathizing with the things and more time getting out of here.”

You both sneak around to find a pathway that will allow you to waltz away from your mishap before you are overrun by Redcaps. Astarion taps your knee and gestures to a path that will allow you both to get away undetected. You are so grateful you learned how to sneak around like a rogue in your urchin years because oh boy- it was not an easy path to navigate in a full squat.

You both begin running as soon as you are out of the Fey creatures’ vision and you begin to laugh as you come to a halt. It’s a wild laugh filled with adrenaline. It feels so good to be alive.

Astarion stops ahead of you and tries to gesture to be quiet, but it was too late- Wyll was already standing there and looking at both of you like he’s your disappointed mother.

“Three hours!?” Wyll exclaims, “it took you three hours to find one Hag’s house!? The Swamp isn’t even that big!”

“Actually,” you state with fake confidence, “we found out quite a lot of helpful information today.”

“For example,” Astarion quips, “the sheep are infected with Giardia.”

“So help me Gods Astarion!,” you say with a huff before turning back to Wyll, “the Sheep are red caps.”

Wyll was significantly less annoyed after you revealed that information and grumbled about how that is actually helpful information before storming off. You turn to Astarion with a cheeky smile on your face.

“Ha- shows him!” You say with pride, “did you hear that? HELPFUL!”

Astarion rolls his eyes at you, but you can tell he is equally as thrilled as you are.

“I’m still saddened by how little he trusts us to get anything done,” Astarion says with feign hurt, “whatever will I do if our local Knight in Shining Armor is so irritated with me that he won’t come to my aid?”

You know the question is hypothetical, rhetorical even, but you leap up onto the nearest boulder and look upon him- your right hand in a fist over your chest.

“Magistrate- Administer of Bog Laws and entertainer of Sheep Thrills- I pledge my sword to thee! Ye shall never know neglect at the hands of a Knight ever again!”

“Hmmm, but I feel rather neglected by you, my Dear.”

You frown and feel worry fill your body. You hop off the rock and walk over quickly. Astarion looks surprised to see how seriously you have taken his words.

“What did I do? Or I suppose what do I need to d-“

Astarion cups your face with his hands and interrupts your rambling with a chaste kiss. He pulls back and throws his head back in laughter at your flustered expression.

“I-“ you clear your throat, “I must apologize- I did not realize such services were wanted! I shall erectify my mistake starting now!”

“Erectify?” Astarion snorts, “don’t you mean rectify?”

“Oh no,” you smile mischievously, “I know exactly what I said.”

“You are the biggest weirdo I have ever met,” Astarion states affectionately, “you do know that, don’t you?”

“Good! It means I’m not replaceable.”

“Oh Darling, you are anything but,” Astarion presses a soft kiss to your forehead, “you will come to my bed tonight, won’t you?”

“Of course- shall I come to you in the cover of the night,” you tease, “or should I attempt an insane series of parkour moves to avoid being seen?”

“Oh good Gods,” Astarion shakes his head, the smile on his face betraying his attempt at exasperation, “how about this instead-”

You raise your eyebrow at him with confusion and Astarion gestures for you to walk forward. As the two of you turn to camp, you suppress the urge to squeal like a schoolgirl when he intertwines your hand in his as you walk back together.

#baldurs gate 3 #astarion #astarion x reader #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x tav #bg3 spoilers #astarion romance #astarion x you #karlach #bg3 #astarion x gn! reader #astarion x f!tav #astarion x gn! tav #astarion x gn!tav #astarion acunin #wyll baldurs gate 3

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Living with The Devil You Know (Raphael x Tav): Chapter 2

Chapter: one, two, three

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Fic Summary: Tav broke their agreement by handing the Crown of Karsus to Mystra instead of Raphael. Not only that, but she also robbed his house and killed his incubus. Raphael is patient and he is determined to get his revenge.

…Tav isn't too bothered. She will figure something out eventually. Until then she just has to find a way to live peacefully with a devil.

Chapter Summary: Tav tries to get in contact with her friends and bothers Raphael while he is working.

(AN: There's a bit more backstory to Tav in this one. She is shamelessly based on one of my own Tavs. There's no smut in this chapter but the next one will be a bit spicier, I promise.)

She was in front of a mirror in the boudoir, trying to untangle her unruly locks with the brush she found in the wardrobe. It had been made for finer hair than hers, which was evident with all the red hairs that now clung to the brush.

Gods, she looked tired, she thought to herself as she saw faint bags under her green eyes. It would without a doubt take her a while to get used to her new bedfellow. Her gaze went from her own eyes in the mirror, to the yellow eyes of Raphael’s warlock that were watching her every move in the reflection.

She got dressed and was herded into the larger dining area in the middle of the house by Cassius. It seemed that Raphael had already left the house.

A servant brought her breakfast shortly after she had sat down at the table. The tiefling warlock sat down beside her with his legs crossed and kept an eye on her.

Tav had ignored him to the best of her abilities while she had gotten out of bed and dressed. She had found his smile charming when they had met the day before, but after he had hit her over the head with a blunt object and brought her directly to his patron, the effect of that charm had somewhat faded. That ‘disarming’ smile was annoying and smug at its best with the way that it was plastered to his face. He watched her with almost unblinking eyes.

She studied his annoying presence while she was eating.

“My…someone takes their job a bit too seriously.”

Cassius ignored her and kept staring at her without saying a word.

“Come on. At least Korrilla talks to me. Are you afraid I’ll outwit you?” Tav said after a moment of quiet.

Cassius jumped straight into her trap and reacted to her provocation, just as she had hoped.

“My job right now is to watch you, not entertain you,” Cassius answered with a slight sneer on his face.

She stopped eating for a moment and smiled at him. It was that sneer on his face that suddenly made Tav recognize something.

She could not help the amused smile that formed on her face, as the realization hit her. The way Cassius’s nose wrinkled when he sneered…how could she have missed the resemblance?

“What?” Cassius asked with a frown.

The yellow eyes, the red skin, the dark hair, the air of self-importance: if you squinted a bit, Cassius looked exactly like a younger Raphael. They could almost have been related, but knowing Raphael, that was not the case. She remembered what Haarlep had said before they had killed him: Raphael only ever wants to sleep with himself.

It suddenly made all the sense in the world why Raphael would make a warlock pact with someone who knew next to nothing about using any kind of magic. Could it be that the devil was thinking with his cock because he missed Haarlep?

“What is it?” Cassius asked again as he studied her amused face.

“Oh…nothing really,” she answered and tried to wipe the smile from her face. “Cassius, was it?”

“Yes,” he answered.

“Right. Cassius, I’m curious,” she said. “How long have you been working for Raphael?”

He hesitated for a moment and crossed his arms. It seemed that he was considering whether he was allowed to tell her.

“About a month,” he answered.

“Only a month?” Tav said with feigned astonishment. “And Raphael already gives you such important tasks as kidnapping and watching me?”

“Yes, well,” Cassius said with a snooty expression. “What can I say? My patron has taken a liking to me.”

“Oh, I’m sure,” Tav said, and kept eating.

She could get away with the half-baked plan she had in her mind. If he had only been a warlock for about a month, there was no chance that he could be particularly powerful or even able to fully control his new powers yet. Tav just had to be quick. If she could only divert his attention for a moment…

She looked behind Cassius and acted as if Raphael had come home.

“You’re back,” she said to the air behind him.

Cassius predictably looked over his shoulder. Tav was quick with casting her sleep spell. Cassius slumped forward and hit his head on the edge of the table before falling to the floor.

Tav winced sympathetically as she saw him hit the table-edge. That was going to bruise. Then she remembered how he had knocked her out the day before and shrugged.

She got to her feet and looked around for a piece of paper. It technically was not necessary for a sending spell to write it down, but she had to be precise in her wording and she only had 25 words to work with as her limit.

She found a piece of paper on a desk, and she frantically wrote down the message that she would send:

I’m safe. Raphael kidnapped me. Don’t listen to him. Stay away. It’s a trap. I’ll figure something out. I’m not in immediate danger.

Tav held it up and said it out loud. She used the spell to send it to Gale first. She sent the same message to Shadowheart as well, in the case Gale had already left for Waterdeep. As the sending spell was both a cleric and wizard spell, she would hopefully get a response from at least one of them.

She managed to burn the evidence before she heard Cassius starting to move again. She ran back to her seat at the table and sat down. She acted as if nothing had happened.

After a moment, Cassius sat up and looked at her with a groggy expression.

“Don’t do anything stupid,” she warned as he looked like he might alert Raphael.

“What did you do?” Cassius said and climbed back onto his chair to look her in the eyes. “Tell me!”

He was looking at her with a furious expression. His hair looked disheveled, his eyes intense under his furrowed brow, and a bruise was starting to form on his forehead.

He did not scare her in the least.

“You just took a little nap,” Tav answered and continued eating her food as if nothing had happened. “Don’t worry, no one has to know…”

“Raphael will throw you into a cell when he hears about this,” Cassius hissed. “Exactly where you belong.”

“Mm, maybe,” Tav answered calmly. “But a prisoner does as a prisoner does: they try to escape. What is more unforgivable is that the warlock he put in charge failed the very simple job that he was given. Raphael might like you, but do you really think that’s enough for him to forgive you for failing to counter a simple sleeping spell?”

Cassius looked pissed. His nostrils flared. His yellow eyes were burning with rage…until they narrowed in consideration. He knew that she was right: he would get punished for this little mishap.

“I won’t tell if you won’t,” Tav said and then pointed to the bruise on his forehead. “You should do something about that before he gets home.”

Cassius touched the spot she pointed at and winced in pain.

“If you pull another stunt like this, I won’t be as merciful,” Cassius warned.

“Of course,” Tav answered with a shrug and a smile.

She didn’t need to. She had already done all she had to do. For now, at least.

While Cassius tended to his bruise, she got word back from Shadowheart. She heard the message telepathically in Shadowheart’s voice:

‘Noted. I will tell the others. Be safe and be careful, Tav.’

Tav sighed quietly in relief. Her message had been heard and her friends would stay away.

Shortly after, she received Gale’s reply. It also manifested as Gale’s own voice in her head:

‘Thank the gods, you are alive! We were looking for you everywhere. I suspect that Raphael is angry that we gave the Crown to Mystra?’

She waited patiently for the rest of the reply she knew that would come. Gale was never great at keeping things brief. A few moments later she received another sending spell from Gale:

‘Please stay safe and if you need anything, just send me another message. Remember that sending between planes has a slightly imperfect success rate.’

It was so typical of Gale to find a way to teach her things even across planes…Still, it was comforting hearing his voice.

Tav felt a lot more relieved now that her friends had been warned. Now all she had to do was survive in the House of Hope long enough figure out how in the Hells she could escape on her own.

She spent most of the day with Cassius at her heels. He was driving her insane. Not only did he take his job of watching her way too seriously with the way he constantly stared her down, but he had also been pouting ever since she cast that sleep spell on him.

She decided to take a nap during the afternoon. When she woke up, she took a walk around the house. There was not much else to do under Cassius’s intense supervision.

She saw that Raphael had returned. She found him in the archive. He was working and surprisingly, he was in his human form. Cassius instinctively took a few steps back towards the exit when he noticed that Raphael was sitting there working at his desk.

Tav did not move. She had been promised ‘free roam of the house’, after all. If Raphael’s presence meant that she would be free of Cassius just for a moment, then that was a price she was willing to pay.

Raphael eyes went from the papers to Tav. He looked her up and down as if waiting for an explanation as to why she was bothering him. She smiled at him.

“Can I help you, dear?” Raphael asked with sarcastic politeness.

“I’m seeking refuge here from my persistent babysitter,” she said and gestured to Cassius who was now scowling at her. “I promise I won’t disturb your work. I’ll be quiet as a mouse.”

Raphael looked from her to Cassius, then nodded and waved the warlock away.

“Thank you,” Tav said and pointed to a chair. “May I?”

“Please,” Raphael said arranged some of the papers on his desk into a pile before looking at her.

Tav sat down on the chair on the other side of his desk. Instead of resuming his work, Raphael seemed to be studying her. She simply smiled at him, unaffected with his stare.

“It wasn’t my intention to interrupt whatever you were doing,” she said. “I just wanted some peace and quiet.”

“Yet you have interrupted me,” he said with a thin smile. “Has my archivist shown you my collection of books yet? Or have you perhaps already familiarized yourself with it when you broke into my home?”

“He has not,” she said and ignored his second comment.

“Hm,” Raphael hummed and got up from his chair. “I’ll show you if it can give you something better to do than to simply sit there and be a nuisance.”

She followed him as he told her the contents of the different sections of the bookcases that were lining the walls of the archive.

Tav had worked in a library before the whole tadpole-business so she could not help being impressed with his collection. Some of the titles she recognized were considered so rare that they were thought to be lost to time.

“Everything from here and down to there is either translated or written in the common tongue,” Raphael explained. “You are welcome to any of them as long as you are careful, but do not take them outside this room. And please do ask the archivist if you should use gloves for any book that you might borrow, as some of these tomes are from before your great-grandparents were even thought of.”

“Oh, in most cases gloves really should not be necessary,” Tav said. “Even if they are old.”

“Pardon?” Raphael said and looked at her as if to ask her how she dared question him.

“I will use gloves if that is what you want,” she said with a shrug. “I’m just saying that it might actually do more harm than good to do so.”

He kept looking at her, prompting her to explain further.

“Using gloves has been the standard procedure when handling old books, but it’s been proven to cause more damage, not less.”

She took a random book from one of the cases to illustrate her point as she kept explaining.

“See how the paper is brittle at the edges? When you are using gloves, you can’t properly feel the page which makes your fingers clumsier. The only real argument there is for using gloves is to not transfer oils from your hands. If your hands are clean and you don't flip the pages in the same spot where one usually would, it preserves the books much better than if one was to use gloves.”

Raphael’s eyes were slightly narrowed at her. He did not seem to like being told he was wrong about anything.

“And you believe that you, a simple Baldurian librarian, knows better than my archivist?” Raphael asked. Despite the hostility in his question, he did seem to be considering what she was saying.

It did not surprise her in the least that Raphael had been digging in her past and knew about her former occupation. She remembered that he had seemed to be digging in her companions’ pasts as well.

“I would bet my soul, if I still had ownership over it, that your archivist is specialized in preservation of artifacts and not books, yes. This is all a very new practice as well, so his education on the matter could be outdated.”

“Hm…Do discuss it with him tomorrow, if you are so certain that you are right,” he said and brushed the topic away.

He returned to his seat at his desk and watched her as she was still looking through his book collection.

“Speaking of your past,” Raphael said. “I have a question for you, if you would indulge me…”

“Yes?” she said with her back turned to him.

“I was able to gather very little information about you before our first meeting all that time ago. No relatives, no friends, no loved ones…Your life seemed so perfectly unremarkable. All I could gather from my sources were that you moved to Baldur’s Gate to become an apprentice wizard and then you became a librarian. Is that all there is to it?”

“Yes,” she accidentally answered just a little too fast. She swallowed hard and tried to cover it up with a snarky comment: “We can’t all be vampire spawn, tragic heroes, children of dukes or…devils with grand ambitions, can we?”

She turned to look at Raphael. He was smiling and he looked like a shark that had just smelled a drop of blood in the water.

“Indeed,” he said calmly. “Where did you grow up, Tav?”

“In a small and unremarkable village outside Baldur’s Gate,” she answered. “Why do you ask?”

“Simple curiosity, dear,” Raphael answered with a hand gesture.

“You know what they say...Curiosity killed the cat,” Tav said and sat down in front of him with a book.

She opened the book and began to read, in the hopes that Raphael would let it go.

“You will find this cat quite difficult to kill, little mouse,” Raphael said with a smirk. “But if I am making you uncomfortable with my questions about your past, let me ask you something else…”

He smoothly reached over and closed the book she was reading to pull her attention back to him.

“It did not surprise me given your status as a wizard that you decided to give the Crown to Mystra. What did surprise me was that you had every opportunity to not sign my deal or steal back your contract…Of course the latter would have not ended favorably for you, but you did not even put in the effort to try. Does your soul truly mean that little to you?”

“Firstly,” Tav said and held up a finger. “Quite prejudiced of you to think I worship Mystra, just because I’m a wizard. I did it for my friend, not for her. I fully intended to give you the Crown for the longest while, but my companions convinced me otherwise. Secondly, as you said, stealing the contract seemed like suicide.”

“Ahh,” Raphael mused with a dramatic expression. “So, it was your dear friends that convinced you to break our contract. You sacrificed your soul in exchange for curing your friend’s condition and so that they could all sleep easier knowing that the Crown went to the Heavens and not to the Hells. They found no issue in letting you forfeit your soul, in order to profit themselves, did they? How ungrateful of them…”

There was that performative and manipulative Raphael she knew. She knew what he was doing, and she was not going to take his bait. He would not get her to turn against her own friends.

“What were your plans for the Crown of Karsus?” she asked. “You’re going to kill me at some point anyway, so there should be no harm in telling me the truth now, right? Would it had stayed in the Hells?”

“The Crown? Yes…I am a devil of my word after all,” Raphael said dramatically with a smile. “Although it’s influence would not, no. I would have gone to conquered new realms once the Hells were under my control.”

“Well…” she sighed. “I think my soul is a rather cheap price to pay to avoid all of that then.”

“My dear, you are terribly naïve if you think that you have done anything more than delay the inevitable,” Raphael said. “The Crown will be mine eventually. It is simply a question of how much destruction it will cause in the Heavens and in your home realm before it will be…”

Sore loser, Tav thought and opened her book again to continue reading.

#raphael the cambion #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael #raphael x tav #bg3

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vhstown · 8 months

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spider-teens ★ D&D HEADCANONS

— hobie, gwen, miles, pavitr (+ peter b & mayday!)

warnings: d&d jargon (there's definitions at the end if you're curious), shenanigans, miles being a NERDDD, a lil shorter than usual

a/n: how id imagine these lot playing d&d!!! ive only played / ran 5e so forgive me veteran players 😭 again feel free to add / disagree w me it's all in good fun

If MILES doesn't run the game, he plays a warlock for sure. Not because it fits him personality wise but because he wants to be a magic user but also not be held back by it. My man is thinking STRATEGY and takes every opportunity to geek out about the specifics of his abilities. He also definitely has a ridiculously fleshed-out backstory he's kind of too embarrassed to tell anyone about.

Either warlock or the nerd multi-classes and it confuses the hell out of EVERYONE... I feel like he tries a lot of the classes though so warlock is kind of a starting point when he's playing with his spider friends (he defo played fighter or sorcerer in the past)

Miles is the one who gets everyone together though (and jumps through universes to make sure everyone's on time 😭 he will NOT tolerate scheduling issues)

Peter B runs a lot of their games except he used to play 3e or Pathfinder back in the day (nerd...) so Miles is just like... gritting his teeth a little whenever Peter misses a little detail or a skill check. He probably used to play in high school / college I mean come on...

Speaking of Peter B OF COURSE he lets Mayday roll the dice. The entire party could depend on that roll and she's rolling it and everyone is TENSE (And he tries not to let her eat the dice... Tries.)

HOBIE plays a barbarian or rogue. He'd play a barbarian just for the hell of it (sounds cool) and would most definitely carry everyone by total accident because he's like... the only one alive.

Rogue also for the hell of it cause stealing is rebellious and that 😭 Though if he does play a rogue his character becomes one of the most unintentionally complex characters in the game.

Hobie would figure out the entire plot of the adventure completely by accident and Peter just laughs awkwardly and goes "You'll just have to find out next session!" and maybe dies inside (but it's not like he prepares for his sessions anyway 💀)

Absolutely crits at the most ridiculous times and derails the whole campaign because he decided to interrogate a minor political figure and now they're destabilising the region's government instead of fighting dragons

And he accidentally becomes the leader of like the whole village and maybe starts a revolution and Peter is sat there lips pressed together hands pressed together elbows on table like "...I guess that happens then."

Might cheat a little bit. Just a little. Not enough to ruin the campaign but enough to have Peter sweating 💀 A lil strand of web under his dice hurt nobody right? (Those goblins are DEAD dead)

Miles is gob-smacked and definitely a little jealous of him 😭

PAVITR originally wants to play a fighter because that sounds... cool as hell BUT when Miles explains the bard class to him he takes it and runs

I'd say Pavitr is relatively new to the game as are Hobie and Gwen but he hones in on the roleplay (not as seriously as Miles but definitely participates)

Probably leads the group and goes head-first into danger (Miles is literally pissing himself) and his character probably knows loads of languages cause he just conveniently picked a race with very useful languages for the adventure (as per Miles' suggestion)

But he goes out-of-character more than once to go "WTF????" when he doesn't manage to rizz up an NPC and they're have to roll for initiative (attempts to be a pacifist)

The goat when it comes to fights though he plays such a good supporting character and if he were to die everyone would totally be finished 😭🙏

GWEN plays either a monk or a wizard. I feel like she doesn't particularly mind but she plays wizard for a little bit before realising that she doesn't really like the magic stuff? Goes for monk and it's a lot simpler and more fun

More of an observer but is helpful when it comes to investigating areas and carries like EVERY item possible: potions, magical items, 20 rocks for some reason. Bag of holding girlie (like how she holds that trauma she has in real li—)

Has THE coolest weapons. Because her character can't rely on magic she's constantly upgrading or getting new weapons and her unique monk abilities come in handy again when exploring!!!

Totally makes fun of Miles (endearingly!) And maybe points out a plot hole in his backstory and he wants to curl up into a ball and disappear for a good minute (he rethinks his entire character for 2 nights straight)

Has an NPC she would protect with her LIFE. Barmaid at the inn? Anything for you sweetums 😁😁😁 *trips over and dies*

That's all given if they have an actually functional game... It takes them probably about like a year to finish a one-shot adventure

But it is SO worth the memories (albeit very chaotic memories.) Even when they're arguing over a roll (usually Hobie's) or someone's character has literally died they make it work through the power of friendship...! And a broken table

These guys are crazy I love them

"Embrace the chaos is the mood for tonight's session. AKA you guys are screwed... Roll initiative."

"What the hell?!"

"Don't swear in front of the kid!"

Jargon!

Campaign: A world containing one set of characters where different adventures take place

Dungeon Master / DM: The person who creates the story and runs the game

Skill check: Rolling a die to see if you've passed or failed a certain skill when performing an action (for example charisma when trying to persuade somebody)

Crit: Critical hit. When you roll a 20 on a 20-sided die. You deal loads of damage in a fight basically.

NPC: Non-playable character. Any characters who aren't the players within the universe. Controlled by the DM.

Initiative: The roll you have to make before a fight to decide the order of turns. "Roll initiative" means "you guys are in a fight now!!!! lmao!!!!"

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thank you for reading my insane midnight rant LMAOOO

i haven't played d&d in like 2 years so apologies if anything is diabolically wrong here 💀would love to hear your thoughts!

reblogs appreciated <3 read the rest of my atsv stuff here!

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Fig Faeth Junior Year Playlist: Side A

It's no surprise that Fig Faeth's playlist is the one that I actually listen to the most. It's just a very good vibe and I love her. Took extra time to Song descriptions and thoughts down below. Spoilers for Episodes 1-10.

Genres included: Pop-punk, Punk, Alternative

1. hair out, Stand Atlantic

Am I fuckin' up my life? I'm just tryna make improvements Slowly givin' up the fight But I gotta cover up the bruise That I get from all the Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure The pressure, The pressure, oh

This song is such an earworm, scratching a specific itch in my brain. Love the fact that both Kristen and Fig (the failing girlies) start with a Stand Atlantic song, and it works with the way that Fig is coming at this season. From the jump, she is one of the most visibly and audibly burnt out, specifically from the pressure of the "sophomore album" that was supposed to come out months ago. This song is definitely about the pressures of a songwriter as well as the pressures of life in general so it fits sooooo perfectly. Especially with the "I can already here people hating the song" outro *chefs kiss*

2. Who The Hell Am I?, NOBRO

God, I'm tired of being like this I can change, but in a minute Always looking for the back door, on the run Always at the party, never quite having fun Play with fire, and you're gonna get burned I'm on fire, and you know it hurts I was always on the outside looking in Maybe it's me 'cause I never wanna fit in

Fig's class struggles, her conversation with Mazey, I can't take it. I feel like we've all been there. I really love how the narrative with her has progressed, like last season was deconstructing her need to mold herself into other people (or into an idealized version of herself) now she's trying to figure out who she is at her core without all the disguises.

3. 7 Years Bad Luck, Glasseater

Something strange seems to be plaguing me Everything I touch falls apart I've lost it all, losing all my luck Suffering 7 years bad luck

I don't particularly love this song, a little too unintentionally underproduced, but it deserves a spot on this playlist. I feel like I would be Fig in the curse situation. It took me a literal year to deal with debilitating stomach problems, and I, too, waited until my friends noticed to actually do something about it. Either way, can't wait to learn more about the weird Galier Pride curse, love the representation for my stomach problem girlies

4. Where the Heart Is, Sweet Pill

Get this My mind's been in a million places but my body hasn't moved an inch And I feel like I'm missing out again Ignoring my plans Wondering how they went Feeling bad about it If I could just take a chance I wouldn't feel so bad To see past myself I wouldn't feel so bad

This is Fig's final decision to try Paladin after doing so well with Warlock. She knows the priorities in her gut don't match with what anyone else says, but she's discovering her loyalty. She's figuring out her actual drive... following her heart <3

5. Impostor Syndrome, Sidney Gish

Unfortunately, I am My own dog, my own fur companion My own old lady on a forum Who types in glittery decorum Unfortunately, I take Myself out walking every day and I had my legs to the feet and I give my head to the leash

Making Fantasy High playlists is like making a ven diagram of which dog-themed songs are Tracker-coded and which are Fig-coded. This one, to me at least, is Fig-coded. (yes, I do have a tracker playlist, and yes, every song in it is dog/wolf specific, BUT THEY'RE GOOD OK). We love our Oath/Pact of the German Shepard.

6. You Owe Me Nothing In Return, Alanis Morissette

I'll give you countless amounts of outright Acceptance if you want it I will give you encouragement to chose The path you want if you need it You can speak of anger and doubts Your fears and freak outs And I'll hold it

So I know that we're gearing up for Fig's Warlock/Paladin agreement post "mooner yulenear," but this is my interpretation of what it's going to look like. She cares about her friends, and she would do anything for them! And though I know this song came out in 2002, Alanis Morissette is a 90's icon and perfect for the grungy riot grrrl vibe I see for her

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #d20 #d20 fhsy #spotify #fantasy mixtapes #fig faeth #d20 fig #fhjy spoilers #d20 spoilers #emily axford #Spotify

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Darkness Falls

Recently Lucéena got a bit of a rejuvenation in the form of dying. Yea I know how that sounds, let me explain. Looong story under the cut

After some adventures, the party had been given a week’s worth of free time to do a bit of shopping and get some much needed rest. So we all split up. We all had errands we wanted to run, including Lucéena. At first she’d gone shopping you know, nothing exciting. But then she decided to go back to the Shadowfell portal we’d discovered earlier in the campaign, and after a bit more deliberation, she decided to jump through alone. Not the smartest move on her end lmao.

Quick little recap, the last time the party had been in the Shadowfell was when we’d been hired to steal two magical simulacrum (that weirdly looked like our warlock of the party) from the Queen of Shadows, accidentally drove her insane in the process, and left with guards on our tails. We’d also learned the realm was suffering from a curse that was turning it’s inhabitants into stone and Lucéena had also met her biological dad in the castle. While her feelings on him are… mixed at best she was still concerned enough about his well being that she wanted to check in on him. Time doesn’t run at the same rate between realms. Every hour in the Shadowfell is roughly 4 in the material plane and the party kind of had their hands full with other things. We haven’t had the chance to return since we made that huge mess and time in the Shadowfell was juuuust starting to reach a point where Lucéena was concerned with what was happening. She though this bit of down time would be the perfect opportunity to go in, send a messenger to him and leave without going to the most dangerous parts of the Shadowfell or endangering/inconveniencing her friends.

Unfortunately… she hadn’t predicted the Shadowfell queen to be waiting on the other end with warriors by her side. After a brief exchange of words combat started and it became painfully obvious Lucéena was outnumbered and outclassed. She was chased up the tower this side of the portal was housed within and after fucking up her attempt to hide, the queen found her and used command to make her fall out of the highest window, straight to her death.

Cutting back to the material plane, the others had realized Lucéena was missing and after sending spells not going through and asking for guidance from a powerful wizard friend, they eventual did figure out where she’d gone.

Once through the portal they saw signs of a struggle but no one was around. They eventually climbed all the way up the tower and then looked out the same window Lucéena had fallen out of and saw her laying there, dead. They quickly ran to her, but by now it was long past due for a typical revivification to work. And then just as they were beginning to discuss next steps, the queen showed up and she started puppetting her body into fighting them D:

While this was happening the dm and I had an aside and to help the part out we’d agreed that I’d come back as my last campaign’s character: my stupid beloved cleric/ranger, Zachriel. I’m not sure how helpful it was, but it was fun interacting with everyone as the dumb guy they got to play with before! After the queen was defeated I even had the weird opportunity to try and resurrect my own character with raise dead! Only it didn’t work.

There was a presence blocking the magic. One that was celestial in nature. That was all Zachriel was able to tell about it and Eclipse, our main cleric, was all out of spells. At this point, our warlock Fenix pulled himself aside, and reached out to his patron. He ask them to heal her, to “put her back” and he would pay any price. His patron heard him. Upon that request, Fenix cast true resurrection on Lucéena and disappeared in a flash of white-hot light…

…and Lucéena opens her eyes. Both of them. As part of true resurrection, the target of the spell receives outstanding rejuvenation. Any missing limbs/organs are restored and any disease present at the time of their death is cured. So upon the spell being cast Lucéena’s scarring was healed and her damaged eye was replaced with an orange-pupiled one, just like Fenix’s.

Fenix’s spell not only brought back Lucéena. All of the people that had been turned to stone were bright back as well! We could hear people down the halls, confused, wanting to know what was going on. And for the first ever time in the Shadowfell we could hear a full city of people outside.

#art #dnd #dungeons and dragons #elf #fighter #shadar kai #Lucéena #gosh #now I know why leaving the party is a bad thing I guess I had to learn the hard way #I tried it keep that breif but that’s really hard to do when so match happened #this all happens over the course of 2 games #and it was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made in dnd lmao #at least my mistake came at a semi-convenient time.#the warlock’s player couldn’t keep playing with us and was going to leave one way or another #so at least they got to go out ina very cool and worthy way #still feel bad that my one impulse decision caused all that mayhem #oof

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DAY 10 : Threesome/Ritual - W.S

「Title」 : Crave Sex Like It's Air

「Word count」 : 1.08k

-> Genre: Smut, Fantasy Au, Supernatural

Paring: (Wooyoung & San) WooSan x Reader

[Warnings] : Demons. Mentions of ritualistic summonings. Incubus (Sex Demons) Warlocks Yeosang. Old Ruins/Symbols for Spell Casting. Threesome. Making out, Marking, Hints of Double penetration. Unprotected sex (Don't do that). Anal (don't do that without prep) Demon Wooyoung and San. Dirty Talk. Let me know If I missed anything.

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You had written the symbols on the floorboards with a small piece of chalk. Just like your friend said. Desperation had consumed your being. Worry filling your soul. It had been days since you'd seen your lovers. You became scared they were lost in the under realms. So you went to someone who knew a summoning spell. Yeosang, a powerful warlock, and also a close friend of your boyfriends. He had gifted it to you. So you sat on the floor, rings and ruins around you. You started the chant, slowly, and clearly. The floor started to rumble, while the chalk lines start to light up.

Once the last word is said, the glowing and the energy ebbs away. Did it work? You look around and see nothing different. Frustration grows in your chest as you look over the runes again on the ground. Then a soft hand catches you off guard, caressing your face. Lifting it up to have a look at you, a sigh of relief washes over you.

An incubus stands in front of you, his eyes, purple and skin that shimmers like a pearl. His hair, dark that falls over his face but you can see the grin wide across it. A light chuckles comes from across the room and you whip your head to see another, laying around on your bed rubbing his neck like he just experienced whiplash. His taller and more human figure made your heart jump. But his eyes still glisten that demon purple that made you fall in love all over again each time you see them.

"I was getting worried." You finally spoke, choking slightly as tears began to overwhelm you. Wooyoung's hand what still held under your chin, rubs over your cheek slightly, making you feel a familiar calmness. You missed them so much, more than you thought you did.

"We were okay. We had to stay down there longer than we thought." San's voice whispered behind you, his hot breath pooling against your ear making you jump slightly. Wooyoung then dropped his fingers from your chin, walking over aimlessly to the table with the old witchy books and candles on it.

"Besides it's not really like there is phone reception in hell." He was cheeky so you knew he meant nothing by the sly comment. San turned your body slowly, his hands raking over your hips. He didn't waste time, kissing you passionately. Something you had been missing since they left. Wooyoung just watched silently, enjoying the view of his two lovers making out feverishly.

"A little desperate are we?" San mumbles into the kiss, feeling you bite his bottom lip while chasing him as he tries to pull away. You huff out a breath through your nose in response continuing your assault on him. It's been far too long without them and you weren't about to waste any time. Wooyoung moved quickly pulling you by your hips to spin you around away from San. You let out a groan from his actions but quickly swallowed any whiny remarks when his lips latched onto your neck, sucking a harsh mark onto the skin. San towers over your body, pushing himself flush against you so you could feel his bulge against your ass. His teeth pull against the lobe of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. All the while Wooyoung litters your neck in bright hickeys.

"And here I thought Woo and I were supposed to be the sex demons." San's low voice growled in your ear. Wooyoung made quick with his hands as he stripped your lower half of your pants and underwear.

"Maybe you two have just rubbed off on me." You choke suddenly feeling Wooyoung's cold fingers slide up your wet folds. Strange how, for a demon, he always seems to have cold hands. San pushed you slightly into Wooyoung's grasp, your head now leaning against the redhead's shoulder. He used his free hand to wrap around your waist holding you steady while he pumped his fingers deep inside you.

"W-Woo…" You became so focused on Wooyoung that you hadn't noticed San stripping behind you. Giving Wooyoung a little show first, He spat on his hand so he could lube his cock up, pumping it a few times. Wooyoung groans watching this unfold in front of him.

"Here. Give them to me." San gripped both your shoulders, pulling your body fully away from Wooyoung, making his fingers fall out of your greedy hole. You cried at the loss of contact but San was quick to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his hips so his cock could sink into you in one go.

"Fuck I missed your pussy so much, baby. You know how hard it is being away from our little sex toy?" San groans in your ear, walking over to the wall so he could start fucking you against it. "Our kind needs sex like oxygen. We need it every day. And going a day without you is like being left for dead under the ocean." His thrusts were erratic making you moan loudly. Your fingers find the ends of his pitch hair, tugging harshly on the strands making him groan in response.

"Woo and I can only fuck so much before we are left craving you." Hearing your lover confess about fucking one another while being away from you sparks fantasies in your mind. San on top of Woo, gifting him all the pleasure he could desire. But yet it wouldn't be the same without you in the middle of it.

"Let's Just say we also missed you a lot." Wooyoung's voice made you open your eyes that you didn't realize were shut. His large hands grip your ass, turning you so instead of San pounding into you while using the wall as a stabilizer, it was now Wooyoung body keeping you in place. "Take a deep breath." his words made you gulp, shakily taking the breath he ordered while he sinks his cock in your tight ass. You felt so full, pain and pleasure mixing together. You couldn't help but question if you liked the pain or the pleasure more, but at this point, you couldn't care less. You were just happy to have your boys back. And also very happy to have them deep inside you.

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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 26

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Hi, my lovelies! I just want to reiterate that I am so thankful you are all still here reading my story! I love you all sooo much! You mean the world to me 😭 Sorry if there's has been some boring parts 🥺 I promise these context chapters will make sense later 😭 Happy reading and enjoy! 💕

A/n: It's almost been a week and a half since you and Leia have seen Bradley. One of your besties tries to help you come up with a solution 😉

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: cursing, some anger, teasing but as usual LOVEE 🫶🏼

Please don't take my work, I will find you.

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A week and a half have passed since you came home from Legoland. Bradley has been working the past 9 days straight so you hadn’t seen him. You and Leia were building some of the Lego sets that you and Bradley had got for her at the park. You heard the door open. You looked at the clock and it was 3 PM. That meant Bri was home.

Bri called out, “I’m home! Billy and Austin are with me!”

Leia’s eyes lit up. “AUSTIN!!” She ran to him and jumped into his arms. You got up and went to go and greet everyone. Bri gave you a hug, and Billy hugged you and kissed your head. Austin tried to hug you the best he could he was holding Leia, so he kissed your cheek.

Austin brought Leia back to the table and set her down, “How was Legoland, Darlin? It’s been a minute.” She started to show him all her sets and the two little mini figures that you and Bradley made for her. “Wow, that’s so cool, sweetheart. Did you have fun?” He patted her head.

Leia nodded, “I had so much fun! Bradley’s friends rode all the rides with me!”

“Bradley?” Austin said slowly and looked at you concerned.

You sighed and bit your lip. Austin brought his attention back to Leia.

“Yea! But, Bagman and Bob got really sick so they couldn’t ride anymore. So in the end I had to ride with Warlock, Cyclone, Hondo, and the Dog guy!” She leaned over the table with excitement.

Austin furrowed his brows, “Bagman and Bob were sick. So you rode with Warlock, Cyclone, Hondo, and a dog?” He said slowly questioning Leia but looking at you.

“Oh, I mean Coyote! That was his name!” She nodded.

“Oh, Coyote.” He smiled at Leia.

She looked at him with so much excitement, “It’s their callsigns! Like Papa Mav! His real name is Pete!”

“Huh. That’s a lot of people to remember, sweetheart.” He laughed and messed up Leia’s hair. He looked over at her lego sets again, “Can I help you build your favorite set?” She looked at you with wide curious eyes.

You smiled at Leia, “He can help you, my love. I have to get dinner started anyway.” You gave your pieces to Austin and proceeded to the kitchen.

Austin rubbed his index knuckle on Leia’s cheek, “Hang on, sweetheart. I’m just gonna catch up with mom, okay? Don’t start without me.” He pointed his finger at her before he came to you.

You were looking in the pantry for something to make for everyone, “Hey sweetheart. That was a lot of gibberish to me. But I think I understood what she was getting at.” He laughed, “But, how did it go with, Bradley? After the banquet and Legoland?”

“Callsigns Austin, They can get confusing, but you’ll get the hang of it. Like Nat is Phoenix.” You laughed and patted his chest.

He laughed, “Yea, you’re right.”

You grabbed for the Mac and cheese boxes, “But, it went very well. Leia and I slept over at his house after the banquet and then the next day we went to Legoland.” You turned and gave him the boxes.

He smiled and took them, “Talk later about it then? I need to hear all the details.” He winked at you and placed the boxes on the counter and returned his gaze to you.

“Yes, later.” You smiled at him.

“I love seeing you like this, y/n. Happy. It looks really good on you.” He patted your arm and went back to build with Leia. Billy joined them and Leia gave him a big kiss on his cheek. “Uncle look what I got!” She started to show him everything she got in Legoland.

Billy was amazed by all of Leia’s toys, “Oh my gosh, bun! These are so cool!”

You started to rip open the Mac and Cheese boxes. Bri came and helped you make dinner. She started to prep some chicken. She bumped your hip with hers. You turned and she gave you a hug.

“Sooooo? Anything yet? Has he come over today to see you girls yet? How has it been with your baby daddy? Him and Leia bonding well?”

You continued to make the Mac and cheese, “They’ve bonded very well, but she still hasn’t been able to see him for the past week and a half.”

Bri slammed the chicken down and looked at you annoyed, “Why?” She looked unamused. “I do not need him to not only hurt you, but now her. I will kick his fucking ass. I’ve already warned him.”

You put your hand up and shushed her. You leaned into her ear, “Don’t cause a scene in front of Leia, please. He’s working. You know he’s trying. You said it yourself.” You walked to the refrigerator to get the milk.

She came up next to you, “Yea, but he does not work 24 hours a day, y/n. The first couple of days? Okay cool. A week. Still okay, but questionable. Almost 2 weeks? That's fucking weird.”

You scoffed, “Bri, stop. I understand where you’re coming from. I really do. But I know he will come when he has time. He is still adjusting.”

She gave you another hug, “I just don’t want to see you and Leia hurt.”

You pulled back and put your hands on her shoulders, “I know, thank you so much. For everything, Bri. Seriously.”

She nodded at you, “I’d do anything for you and Leia.” You smiled at her. You both continue to cooking. Then she leaned into you again. “Well, how are you and Darth Vader doing?” She nodded in his direction. You looked over at him and he was smiling at you. You turned back to Bri and she winked at you.

You rolled your eyes, “I love Austin. He is a great catch, but I don’t want him in that way. He’s a really good friend.” You looked at him again and he was playing with Leia and her legos.

“He’s here nearly every other day if not every day, but I totally get it. You’re in love with the captain. But, I think Leia really likes him, y/n. She gets so happy and excited when he’s here.” She whispered in your ear and then pulled away to put the chicken in the oven.

You looked at Leia and Austin from the corner of your eye while you finished with the food. She did look pretty happy with Austin. They were like best friends. She was always so happy to see him. You were sure eventually after she got used to Bradley she would be the same with him.

Austin came back over to you and rested his hands on the counter, “Hey babe, you need any help?” He leaned on the counter and let out a sigh.

You looked at him and shook your head, “No I think I’ve got it. Thank you… babe.” You laughed and started to pick up the pot of Mac and cheese and he grabbed it from you.

“I will take it to the table, Just bring a rag to put under so it doesn’t burn the surface.” He turned around and walked away before you could answer.

You went and grabbed a rag from the drawer and laid it onto the table. He set the pot down and patted you on the back, “Wow, we make a pretty good team.” You laughed at him sarcastically.

Leia propped herself onto the table, “I think you guys make the best team, momma! You guys are like Ben Solo and Rey!” She wiggled her eyebrows at you two.

Austin raised his eyebrows, “Ben Solo and Rey? The girl that formed a dyad in the force so she’s like one with Ben Solo?” He looked at you confused.

You nodded your head and pointed at him, “Yep, that Ben Solo and Rey.” You look around awkwardly.

“Well, okay.” He looked at Leia and shook his head at her. She looked back at him with a sly look.

Austin leaned into you, “Does anyone realize that we are just friends yet? That I know everything about Bradley?” He narrowed his eyes and scrunched his nose.

“Nope, I don’t think so.” You stuck out your bottom lip and raised your brows to him.

He laughed, “$10 they never find out and just keep egging it on.”

“You’re on, Austin.” You narrowed your eyes at him.

You and Austin sat down with Leia and Billy to help with the Lego structure they were building.

Bri finally took the chicken out and set it on the table with the Mac and cheese. “Well, dinner is ready children.” As she looked at all of you sitting at the table trying to figure out how to build one of Leia’s Lego kits.

Billy waved her off, “All right thanks, babe.” He still continued to look for a piece that Austin was trying to describe to him as you and him looked at the instructions.

Bri stood there glaring at all of you. It’s as if you all felt her staring because you all looked up at the same time. She stood there just staring, no words, just blinking 100 times per minute.

Leia slowly put down her pieces, “You’re right Auntie Bri. Playtime is over.” She started to clean up the legos and you all followed her.

After dinner, Bri and Billy went to the store to get supplies for everyone to make s’mores. It was just you, Leia and Austin. The three of you went into your room and were on your bed. You sat back against your headboard. Leia laid down in between you and Austin and played with her toys. Of course, it was her R2-D2, BB-8, and her two lego figures of her. Austin laid down and supported his head up on his hand.

Leia patted your leg, “Momma, can I listen to my favorite song on your iPod?”

You nodded and she ran to your bag to get it along with the earbuds and came to lay back in between you two.

Austin patted Leia’s hair and looked at you, “So, do you want to talk about it? How it all went with, Bradley? It’s been a minute. Let’s catch up, babe.”

You sighed and smiled, “ For starters, it went very well, better than I could have imagined. He was so good with her. It’s like he just knew what to do. He wanted to do everything. I literally didn't have to do anything.” You looked at Leia she was playing with her toys again and softly singing her favorite song.

Austin smiled widely at you, “Well! That’s really good. Was it nice to have a little break?” He laughed.

You threw your head back and let out a relaxing sigh, “YES! God most definitely. He already seemed like he knew what he was doing.” You thought back about how he took such great care of Leia. “Crazy.”

Austin made himself more comfortable. He propped himself up on his forearm. He looked down at his hands and fiddled with his index fingers, “So how were you with him? Was everything okay? I remember the last time you two had a little bit of a moment. Did that continue?” He looked up at you curiously with his eyebrows raised.

You slacked your neck to look down at him while your head rested on the headboard. “It was good. It did continue. You have nothing to worry about, Aus. It’s like he’s his old self, the one before he left for his deployment came back.” You bit your lip and shook your head, “As if nothing happened, you know. It was really nice. He was super loving. Like super loving. It was like he never left.”

Austin was looking at you compassionately and chuckled, “You’re totally in love with him. You wanna marry him right now.” He poked your hip and laughed. “You can see it, when you think of him you have this blissful gaze that takes over.” He was mocking your face and putting his hands together and bringing them to his cheek, “Mrs. Bradley Bradshaw.”

You threw a pillow at him, “Shut up, Austin.”

Leia looked up at Austin with furrowed brows. He put a thumbs up to her stating it was okay. He pinched her cheek lightly and she continued to play with her toys.

He returned his attention to you. You looked at him annoyed, “I am not trying to marry Bradley Bradshaw right now.”

He gave you a cheeky look and shook his head, “I don’t know, y/n. Your body language really screams FUCK ME BRADLEY. I NEED ANOTHER LEIA.” He laughed hard, “JUST MARRY ME PLEASE!”

You lunged over your daughter and covered his mouth. He laughed hysterically into your palm. He was tearing up. Your daughter took an earbud out and looked at the two of you and shook her head. She retreated to the floor to play with her toys in peace.

“My body does not say that!” His eyes went wide and he nodded. He was still laughing at you. You removed yourself from him.

“C’mon, y/n. You told him you love him. I’m sure these past couple of weeks you’ve thought about marrying the guy.” He tried catching his breath. He sighed and examined your face, “God, sorry that was hilarious.” He looked at you seriously, “Soooo, do you? Be honest with me.”

You became tense he wasn’t wrong, “I do…” you closed your eyes and opened one slowly to see his reaction.

He was smiling at you deviously, “I told you. You do want to marry him.” He pushed your leg. “I know you all too well, y/n.” He poked his tongue into his cheek as he grinned at you.

You covered your face. He patted your leg, “So now tell me about this sleepover.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you.

You narrowed your eyes at him and sucked your teeth, “Nothing happened if you were wondering. After the banquet, we picked up Leia and slept. That is all.”

Austin rolled his eyes, “As if I am actually going to believe that, y/n.” He huffed, “Come on, we are adults now.”

You opened your mouth wide, “I am not lying!” You pushed him slightly, “Plus even if we were to, it’s none of your business!” You laughed.

He hummed, “Mhmm, sure, Jan. Whatever you say, sweetheart.” He laughed at you, “Isn’t this what girls do with their besties? Girl talk?” He cocked his head at you.

“Is this what that is? Girl talk?” You widened your eyes at him.

“Well yea, we are besties. I’m one of the girls now, babe.” He winked at you. “I want to know all the juicy gossip.”

You slapped his shoulder, “Well what about you and Phoenix? Huh? Let’s have some girl talk, sweetie. What about her?”

He looked at you shocked, “You mean, Trace? Oh, no nothing happened.” He waved you off and laughed, “I’ve known her forever. That would be weird. I am just her wingman on the ground.”

You shook your head, “I don’t buy it. You’re a horrible liar.”

Austin sat up and looked at you deep in thought, “Seriously, she and I are just friends. I trust her with everything like you do Bri.” He smiled at you. “Buuttttttt.”

“What?” You asked annoyingly and smiled.

“I need to hear more about how badly you wanna marry Bradley. I might have to have Trace push, Bradley.” He teased you.

You rolled your eyes, “This conversation is OVER. Austin.”

He laughed loudly, “Aww come on! Don’t be a downer!”

You got up off of your bed and walked to the bathroom, “This conversation is done. My love life is being attacked!”

“But that’s girl talk! Come on!” Austin turned to face you.

You covered your ears and went into the bathroom.

Austin knocked on the door, “Fine I am joking!”

You cracked the door and peeked through the crack at him. He held up your phone. “I think you should text him. Tell him you miss him.”

You opened the door and grabbed your phone. You rested against the door frame. “Think so? It wouldn’t be too much?”

He looked at you in disbelief, “Too much? What do you mean?”

You fiddled with your phone as you bit your lips and looked off into space.

“Do you not text him while he’s away, y/n?”

You shook your head and looked at Austin sad.

“Oh my gosh! You have to text him! Let him know you miss him and that you want to see him! Guys fucking love that shit, sweetheart!” He let out a breathy chuckle.

You just looked at Austin. He shook his head and pushed your phone closer to you. “Do it, y/n. You’ll thank me later. Trust me. I’m a guy.”

You looked at your phone and pulled up your and Bradley’s messages. You looked up at Austin and furrowed your brows. “Are you sure?”

He nodded, “Do it.”

So you texted.

Hi Bradley. I know you’ve been busy with work. I just wanted to let you know I miss and love you. I really want to see you.

You gave your phone to Austin and showed him. He took the phone from you. He looked at you annoyed and shook his head. “No, sweetheart let me help you.” He began to text.

Hey Brad. It’s been a little bit, just wondering when you would come by and see Leia and me? I hope you are doing okay. I am just worried for you. We really miss you. When I say we, I really mean I miss you so much. Could you please come over? I miss your hugs and kisses. I love you.

Without even showing you he sends it and shoves your phone into his back pocket. “You’re welcome, babe.” He grabs your hand and high fives himself and exits your room.

You stood there with your hand still up. You looked at Leia as she looked at you confused, “Austin, what did you do!?”

You could hear him laughing in the distance. “The s’mores are here!”

Your daughter took off running. “It's time for s’mores! They’re back!” She was so excited.

You took a deep breath and walked out to join everyone to make s’mores.

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I am having a little deja vu with Bradley not being around. Where ya at daddy Brad? I miss you! baby come back 😭 and what is up with Austin and Phoenix 🫣 I totally feel like he's lying. I'll see you in the next part, babes! 🫶🏼

Tags are in the comments! I hope this is somewhat helping with the tagging issues 😭

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I really love that you open for prompts; it’s so exciting to see all the different things people prompt and to see what your mind comes up with.When Madzie feels ready to meet new people, Magnus and Cat take her to a small gathering with Downworld kids. But Madzie just stays with them and won't move around. So they ask her what she needs to feel safe enough to interact with the other kids. She needs her protector; she needs Alec. So next time, they bring Alec as well. (1/2)

okay so there is a second half of this prompt but i can't figure out how to add it to here. this is part of the an extension of you verse and Alec is dragged along because if he isn't, madzie might just create sharknado in rl.

lumine

Alec has already explained to Madzie why he’ll be sitting for most of the outing, especially the start, and she understands it. He’s on a large, colorful quilt that she insisted he and Magnus and Cat create together with her.

It took a lot of magic and the night market and a lot of Alec's bloody fingertips, but they finally have a galaxy quilt with sharks, rays, jellyfish, whales and octopi spread out across it. Alec is carefully unpacking the bag he packed for them, ignoring Magnus’ magic that is eager to help as he carefully sticks a straw into a mundane juicebox.

It does not break this time and he smirks as he sets it down.

Madzie is sticking close, Sharkie Sharptooth held diligently in her hand as she stares solemnly across the playground. Alec reminds himself to stay sitting, because he has to be safe for all of the kids, not just Madzie.

“What’s caught your thoughts?” Alec asks, because they’re exploring the idea that anxiety and trauma are like giant nets that other people leave in the ocean of life. Not Madzie’s fault, but that doesn’t mean she’s not affected by other people being mean and dropping their trash.

As a result, Madzie is very conscious of littering and she and Alec have watched the same ocean conservation movie three times, because she’s stubborn and determined to understand it even thought it’s mostly a documentary.

Madzie looks at him carefully and then points, quietly to the very tall top of the jungle gym that Alec knows she still isn’t comfortable going on by herself.

“We just need to let Magnus know.” Alec reminds her, because it’s not that he’s not allowed to move, it’s that they want the other parents and kids to feel safe and Magnus knows better than he does what works. Magnus smiles at him, softly when he asks and then he personally escorts them — pulling Alec up from the ground and handing him Madzie — and they make their way over to the play structure.

Catarina arrives as Alec is carefully letting Madzie step from his shoulders to grab the handle that will let her pull herself all the way up.

A minute later, Alec is both keeping Madzie from jumping off the top with one hand and a young, small warlock from falling with the other.

“Are you going to hurt me for running into you?”

Alec is asked bluntly and he bites back a tired sigh as he finishes handing Sharkie to Madzie. Then, with the knowledge that she’s safe and secure, he kneels down, making sure to keep his hands relaxed and in view on his knees.

“A shadowhunter’s true duty,” Alec tells the little warlock carefully, “is to protect. But sometimes—” here he hesitates because he’s not sure it’s place to say, but he tries anyway. “Sometimes people are very selfish and they only care about themselves. Shadowhunters forget they’re people too, and that we can also be like that. So they pretend they're still good. At some point, we got really cranky and forgot that we’re supposed to protect people and not just fight all the time.” Alec tries, because he’s not sure how old this kid is but he’s not willing to risk traumatizing anyone under the age of fifteen.

Tiny grey fingers reach out and Alec holds himself very still and lets trembling, rough fingers trace the rune on his throat. It tickles more than it hurts and Alec finds his lips twitching into a similar smile to the one he shared with Madzie as he softens. Kids are so very hard to be stern with and Alec knows that warlock children aren't as innocent as they could be. That they're raised to understand the trials of the world they’ll face, but it’s always so endearing to be around children not raised for war and hate.

“What happens if I see a shadowhunter that’s not you?” The kid asks, curious despite his wariness and the way he presses against Alec's side reminds him of his siblings when they were young and pretending they didn’t lean on Alec for strength.

“Then you should do whatever your parents and teachers have told you.” Alec tells him, “and then remember to protect yourself first. If and only if—” and here he takes a breath, because this is something he has only discussed in theory with the other downworld leaders but this is as good a time as any. “If any shadowhunter ever takes you away, then you tell them that you’re under the guardianship of the High Warlock of Brooklyn, and that his shadowhunter is a nephilim commander, okay?” Alec isn’t enough a of a threat yet, but Magnus always has and always will be and now, Magnus has Alec on his side. “Magnus will come to get you, okay?”

“But what if I’m somewhere warlocks aren’t supposed to be?”

“Then I’ll come find you and Magnus will come to me, because there isn’t a single place in this world that I can go, where Magnus isn’t able to follow.” Alec smiles at that and he touches fingers over his own heart, “there is no magic that can keep Magnus from me, okay?”

The kid frowns but he nods and he reaches out to carefully touch Alec’s neck rune again, “they’re not as scary as I thought they’d be.” He whispers and Alec smiles sadly and pats the sand next to him.

“Do you want to learn what they mean, so you can recognize the ones you see?” Alec offers, because understanding usually lessens fear and he knows from Madzie that marks of power can be very intimidating. Madzie met Alec before Valentine and it’s the only reason she’s not completely terrified of his runes and despite how horrible it was, Alec can’t regret how that encounter went.

When he gets a quiet nod, Alec carefully begins to trace out the most important runes to know. Things that may not seem worth noticing, but can change the course of a fight.

Speed, strength, iratze, the circle rune which should always be run from and Alec is about to trace a fifth rune when Madzie interrupts them.

“Alec—” Madzie calls out and she’s scowling at him, Sharkie Sharptooth in her little fists as she glares at the little boy talking to him. “Sunfish!”

Alec slowly gets to his feet, giving the kid enough time to scurry away but he stays cautiously close. Alec figures it’s fine, since his adult is probably watching, and goes to Madzie. Catarina is here now, a coffee in her hand and a grimace on her face as she glares at the sun viciously. Alec knows it’s only the presence of regular warlocks that keep her from turning the day to an eclipse.

“Do you want— ow, Madzie.” Alec gives her a blank look, eyebrow raised and she pouts, crossing her arms. “Is there a reason High Warlock Sharptooth bit me?” Alec asks dryly and he ignores Catarina’s snickers, knowing this is his own fault for playing along with Sharkie Sharptooth’s sudden promotion three nights ago.

“Sunfish.” Madzie reminds him and despite the fact that she’s being rude, Alec laughs and indulges her. Madzie being rude is something to celebrate, they can figure out boundaries later, once she’s more confident in setting her own and regularly asking for what she wants. Catarina’s eyes are wet, because Madzie rarely is so insistent and Alec smiles at the fact that he’s helped create enough safety for this moment.

“Sunfish it is.” Alec says and he lifts her, and despite how far she’s come, he finds himself wishing that she felt safe enough to squeal and laugh like the other children. Instead, there is a soft gasp of delight by his ear as Alec raises her up and twirls her. There is no magic or runes involved, just is strength and Alec finds himself fifteen minutes later with Madzie still held high as she whacks away other children with Sharkie as he tries to not step on any tails or wings.

“Magnus, if you do not help me, I will be sleeping at the Institute for the next week!” Alec finally bites out as he balances carefully, Madzie with both of her fists in his hair as she holds Sharkie in her mouth and hisses at the children trying to zombie-climb Alec’s legs. If it weren’t for Madzie, Alec wouldn’t care, but he’s reluctant to risk her progress and from the way Magnus nods, he understands as well.

“Well, that’s a threat enough for me.” Magnus drawls from where he’s been enjoying a mimosa next to Cat and he glides over, smirk on his face as he snaps his fingers and butterflies began to fly around the park. Only the toddlers follow the glittering insects and Alec hides a smile as tiny, strong fingers threaten to destabilize him.

“Now, all of you have adults of your own to torment.” Magnus says, giving all the children a raised eyebrow, “run along.If you’re all good, I’ll bring my shadowhunter next time as well. Right now, I want him back.”

Immediately, they dash off. The respect and adoration they hold for Magnus clear as the scamper towards their adults and Alec mock scowls, knowing that there is drool in his hair from where Madzie started gnashing her teeth.

“I am filing a complaint.” Alec says calmly and he winks up at Madzie to make sure she knows he's joking. "The next time we have a spare weekend, Madzie and I are going to the ocean. You and Cat can be on sand duty, if we allow you to come.”

Catarina snickers as she joins them and she hands Alec a coffee that he accepts gratefully and he graciously promotes Catarina from sand duty to merely being a sunbathing bystander.

#lumine writes #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #an extension of you #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters

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