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do you write for nanami? if you do, i have a req :3
au where hes still with us (sniffles) and being a sorcerer is more of an on-the-side thing, and he's like an overworked office middle class guy whos also a wizard on the lowkey. sometimes he works so much he even forgets his birthday. but you didn't. ohhh no you did not. you're at home patiently waiting for him, and all you want is to spoil him for the night because he deserves it!! he deserves to just be taken care of, given the care he needs, maybe a little overstim in the process, but it's all with good intentions... (right?)
SORRY THIS IS SO LONG OMG 😭😭
anyway...... requesting a sub!nanami x softdom!female!reader with a little overstim <3 (out here exposing my service dom fantasies)
idk if you do emoji anons, but if you do can i be 🎱 anon? tysm!! i love your works and i hope your have a lovely day/night :) <333
So taking care of nanami on his birthday? Consider it done. Also welcome 🎱 anon, I’m happy about all my new anons ^^
Dom!reader x sub!nanami
Warning: blow job (reader giving), teasing, marking - hickeys, fluff, use of pet names
Hands moving across the table, reaching for the dirty porcelain. The sound of plates being stacked could be heard, and you swiftly placed the dishes on the counter. Nanami tried to help, carrying the cake over to the refrigerator, though you stopped him. “Let me do it, it’s your birthday today! You are forbidden from working.” You declared, snatching whatever he was holding away and putting it in its rightful place yourself. “My birthday isn’t that important, just let me help.” He was such a gentleman, but you still stayed stubborn. Today was his birthday, yet he still went to work, he even did overtime. That’s not acceptable, at least now you should lift some burden off his shoulder.
Right, that was your plan. To take care of him, make him feel loved and happy. Also most importantly, not let him do any chores. Even if it doesn’t look like that, he also has to rest. You really adored him which is why you wished he’d take care of himself some more, and have a mesmerising birthday of course. So why did he look so troubled? You told him not to help. Instead of relaxing he looks uncomfortable or awkward. Just sitting there, watching you do it all. Seems like this part failed a little.. then it’s time to move onto the next one.
Still determined to make him enjoy himself, you brought him to your shared bedroom after watching a movie. “Could you please sit down, my dear?” You asked him, while slowly stripping your clothes. Until you were only in your undergarments. In the meantime the Blondie sat down, a slightly hesitant look on his face. He wasn’t sure what to do, since you’ve been taking everything upon yourself the entire time. His hands wandered to his belt, gaze never leaving your body. Before he could get rid of his belt, he felt your hands on top of his, stopping him gently. “Leave it all to me, alright?”
Nanami felt really embarrassed now. What was he, a kid? Why would he need help undressing himself? Despite his inner turmoil, he still let you do whatever you wanted. It looked like you planned all of this just for him, thus he’ll try to play along. The last thing he’d want is to inconvenient you. Slowly you pulled his belt out, then your fingers wandered up to his collar. He felt a slight tug as you pulled on his tie, untying the knot. Then you gently, and carefully unbuttoned his deep blue shirt. You were only focused on him, and nothing else, pupils glancing at his face every now and then. A smile spread across your features when you saw him furrowing his brows. “You can take off those glasses now.” You whispered, one hand reaching for his cheeks, caressing him while the other still held his dress shirt. His own hand moved upwards and took them off, placing them on the nightstand.
“Such beautiful eyes, don’t hide them from me all the time, hehe.” “I’m not hiding anything from you.” You sure hoped that was the case, considering how he thinks most of the stuff happening at work isn’t worth mentioning. Now that that was out of the picture, you resumed your previous antics, opening one button after another. Soon it revealed his muscular body, and you couldn’t help but stare. You have always loved everything about him, from the head to toes. Yet right now you were sure his torso was your favourite. How beautiful his skin was, as well as the little, barely visible scars from battles; or his firm chest with those cute nipples.
You moved your face closer to his, hands on his pecs now as you kissed him, locking your lips with his. His lips were soft and you were like in a trance when you kissed him. Before he got to enjoy it you pulled back, grinning from ear to ear. It was way too short for him, but he didn’t complain, he could never get mad at you. Afterwards you started kissing his neck. So carefully and tender, that it felt like a feather brushing over his skin, it was almost ticklish. His breath sharpened by a notch when you started groping his chest, squeezing that place with your fingers. In between kisses and smooches, you made sure to whisper into his ear, showering him with compliments. “I’m so glad to have you, my handsome and beautiful boy.” This continued for a bit, and soon his entire collarbone area was covered by red spots. Some hickeys were on his torso too. “You look gorgeous right now.” you commented on those trails of marks you left behind, before fumbling with the zipper of his pants.
You didn’t strip him entirely naked, only enough that you get to touch him wherever. Pulling his pants and underwear down a little to free his cock. He groaned a little when you wrapped your hand around his shaft, rubbing the part that is connected to his pelvis. “Y/n, darling.. don’t tease today.” Immediately your attention wandered to him again, shushing him with your finger as you said, “don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything, I’ll make you feel good today.” A light chuckle, then you played with his tip. The adoration you had for him was genuine, and visible in your eyes.
The way you looked so confident and eager to make him feel good was so adorable in his eyes, and he just can’t help himself but fall even more. Sighting a little before it turned into a breathy moan, “uhh,..huh.” Your delicate fingers were touching all the right places, and soon he was fully erect. One of his hands was clutching the sheets, while the other reached out to your hair, stroking it gently. This surprised you a little, but it wasn’t too bad so you let him be. Then you moved lower, until your lips were inches away from his dick. You let your saliva drool down, afterwards you licked his tip as a tease. “Hmm- i told you not to tease.” “Oh? Guess i forgot that then~” an adorable giggle followed, coming from you. He was truly lucky to have you here with him.
While he was still admiring the relationship you two have build, you took him into your mouth and sucked. Trying your best to avoid any teeth and using your tongue to roll it over his tip. “Ughh- haa..” his grip on your hair tightened. Normally you’d push his hand away, though today was a special occasion. Sweet moans and the occasional gasp spilled from his lips, eyes now clenched shut. Sometimes he’d bite his bottom lip too, to try and keep his voice down. You just continued taking more of him, using your hand to jerk off the rest that didn’t fit. “Darling.” He called out to you, but stopped mid sentence to compose himself. It was getting harder and harder to speak, or to think.
He could feel every fever of his being pulsing, his heart pounding like crazy. The blood rushed to his face and abdomen, making the rest of his limps go numb. Strength was leaving his legs and arms slowly, all while more and more pleasure flourished within him. How his body convulsed every time you licked his tip, or when the inside of your mouth clenched down on him. It felt warm and soft, so good he could feel himself getting closer to the edge.
“Ahh.. keep going, just like that.. please.” Finally he finished his sentence, pleading with you with a meek voice. You didn’t plan on stopping anyway, instead you wanted to make him beg you to stop at the end of this session. Smirking to yourself as you kept doing your own thing, enjoying the noises he’d make. Did it really feel that good? Was what you would have liked to ask, but this is fine too. As long as your lovely boyfriend looks ecstatic and full of bliss, you were content too. Out of nowhere his grip righted by a lot, enough to make it hurt for you. He mumbled apologies while saying, “ah.. I’m clo-close.. haa, sorry., darling…”
What a lucky boy. If today was any other day you would have punished him. Fine, guess you were going to be especially merciful with him. You didn’t mind the slight sting his tug brought you, mouth and hands still working on bringing him over the edge. He let go of your hair in the last minute and clasped it over his mouth. A silent moan left him, then a repressed groan followed. “Nghhnmmm…!! Ahhh..ugh..” his voice was beautiful, you could listen to him all day. Even though his hand wasn’t in your hair anymore, you still didn’t move away. Letting him cum in your mouth, before you finally moved back. When your lips left his dick you made a wet slurping sound, then swallowed everything he offered to you. “Delicious~” you smiled innocently as if you didn’t just make him see heaven.
Suddenly he moved closer to you, sitting up and hands grabbing your cheeks now. “Nanami? Is something?” You wondered, but that curiosity soon got replaced by shock and a joyful feeling you haven’t felt for a while. He kissed your forehead, cupping your face with his hands as he whispered, “I’m glad i can spend my birthday with you.” All while smiling so tenderly, with a calmness and warmth that was unfamiliar to you. Only sometimes he’d get emotional enough to be like this, and whenever he did, you couldn’t help but fall in love with him all over again. “Happy birthday, nanami.”
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Okay, but jealous Loki.
If Thor hit on Y/N at some party before everyone knew they were courting. Loki would be PISSED but probably not at Y/N because it's hard to get blondie to shut up without stabbing him.
Good Idea 💡sorry .. This took me forever because I couldn't decide about so many things ...but here it is and sorry I turned it Smutty too damn it 😩
You are Mine -Loki x reader smut
Nsfw - Not for Minors ⚠️🚨🔞
"My Dear, you look ravishing, I won't be able to stop looking at you, this Dress is too distracting"Loki whispered in your Ear seductive,standing behind you and kissing your Neck.
"Mmhmm...Loookii ..stop it ,we have to go...we have to leave here and arrive there separately...
I want to keep our Love a Secret, just a little while longer" you stated ,turning around and caressing Loki's Cheek.
He stood there looking at you dejected "I know we agreed to that but it's been months now, how long do you intend to hide our Romance ?"
"I understand how you feel but let's keep it a secret just one more time - just for tonight, after that we will tell everyone who matters to us , I promise" you answered.
"Alright"
"See you at the Party ,my King" you said with a smile before giving him a passionate Kiss.
An hour later you arrived at the Party , greeting Friends and People you know, making Small talk.
Some time later Loki arrived , you made quick Eye contact with him before getting interrupted by his Brother Thor - "Y/N" ..."Hey... Wow.. you are beautiful... - he complemented
I mean, you look lovely tonight ...
My Lady , do you care to join me for a drink?" he asked with a smile, trying to spend more time with you because he has been smitten with you for a long time.
"Ehmm...Thank you,Thor.... I .. don't know... I .. maybe better not" - you stuttered trying not to be too rude to him.
"You are so adorable,I promise I won't bite " - Thor laughed.
"Thor ,No ,I don't want a drink " you stated firmly , trying to walk away he grabbed you by your Wrist
"Wait.. Y/N , do you want to dance...with me?" - Thor asked eagerly ,in an attempt to stop you from walking away from him , he would do anything to please you ,to have you near him , to want him too
Glancing over to Loki, you see his Arms crossed, staring in your Direction and walking towards you - Oh No ,he looks pissed.
"You Oaf , let her go, don't you see that she looks uncomfortable? " Loki hissed angrily at his Brother
Shocked at the thought of making you upset ,Thor let go of your Wrist and apologized before walking away , crestfallen
An hour later you left the Party and went Home to your Apartment,a short moment later Loki arrived too.
Studying his Face -you realized he still looks pissed, maybe it's for the best if you are not telling him what's on your mind.
"Just say it , say what's on your Mind!!" -Loki demanded - he knows you so well ,he can read you like a Book,he always knows when you want to say something
Closing your eyes , you breathed heavily before telling him "I can't stop thinking about Thor ,he looked so hurt ,it's all my fault,I should have told him about us "
"Stop , talking about Thor,stop thinking about him , I want you to only have Eyes for me ,think only about me,say only my Name " Loki commands , walking closer and closer to you, taking a step back ,till you were with your back against the wall.
Taking your Hands and pinning them over your Head with his Magic .
"You are Mine !! " he whispered before he started licking and sucking on your Neck, leaving marks.
"mhhm aaaaah......Loki.... I am only yours "you moaned before he kissed you hungrily, removing your dress and bra.
"Loki please,let me touch you , please" you whined
"No ,you have to be a good girl and beg for it , then perhaps I might think about it"Loki insisted.
"Alright ,I will be a good Girl ,Loookii , please ,I neeed you
"That's what I want to hear,my Love" he smirked touching your Breast with one Hand and gliding down your Belly to your wet needy Pussy with the other , making you whimper.
"Please ,Lokiii , don't toy with me,I waaaant youuu,I need to feeeeel you inside my pussy" you pleaded desperately
"As you wish ,Darling" he grinned before slipping a Finger and then another inside, moving as fast and rough as he knows you like it ,and his thumb playing with your clit makes the perfect combination to your first orgasm of the Night.
Kissing you again and again passionately, before removing his Clothes with a snap of his Fingers , seeing him in his naked glory made you smile "King of my Heart,you are so beautiful, I love you soo much"
"please , I want you ,I want your Dick deep inside of me ,let me hold on to you ,please" you begged again.
Satisfied enough,he released your Hands from his Magic , holding onto him and wrapping your legs around his Waist ,he put his massive Cock in your impatiently wet cunt, thrusting rough - oh God is he strong, holding your Body and fucking you against the Wall.
He is making you feel so good, you were a moaning mess, scratching his Back with your Nails , screaming his Name over and over again before you both came .
Carrying you to the Bed he laid you down gently, a moment later he handed you a bottle with water to drink .
Laying down next to you, facing you, caressing his kissable Cheek , you told him "Loki ,I was wrong for keeping us a secret,I should have screamed it to the World that we are together but I was too scared others would try to ruin what we have, I really hate it when People talk bad about you"
"Darling, I can understand that,I know but please try not to care about what others say " -he answered softly
"I burn for you,I care for you too much and I don't want to lose you, not to my Brother or anyone else but losing you to Thor would be worse " Loki added
"Stop it ,I didn't mean what I said ,I should have worded it differently,I just felt bad about Thor and you know it !!"
"By the way jealousy suits you,I always wanted to get fucked against the Wall" you confessed earnest with a big smile
"Well ...thank you my Love, you looked exquisite tonight, you should wear this Dress more often " Loki complimented
"Thank you,my dear I only bought this Dress so you could take it off " you said with a grin
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All variations of that scene where Hawke's companions try to rescue them from the dungeon in Mark of the Assassin (someone please help them they're trying so hard). There is, of course, a danaduchy video compilation, but! I wanted something searchable so here it is.
also, while I'm here: look at my mod boy
Anders + Aveline
Anders: How many blighted rooms does this place have?
Aveline: We've passed that sconce three times already.
Anders: This is ridiculous! How could you get us lost inside the castle?
Aveline: Right, it's my fault. Shall I go ask one of the guards for directions?
Anders + Bethany (Act 1)
Anders: Don't panic, but I think we've been through here before.
Bethany: How can you tell? Every part of this dungeon looks exactly the same!
Anders: You too? I thought it was just me.
Bethany: Some rescue this is! My brother is probably being tortured right now, and we're lost in the middle of the hallway!
Bethany: Some rescuers we are! The duke could be torturing my sister right now, and we're lost in the blighted hallway!
Anders + Bethany (Act 2-3)
Anders: Don't panic, but I think we've been through here before.
Bethany: You're the one tearing your hair out.
Anders: Typical Warden disregard. Do you even care anymore?
Bethany: Yes, you should talk about what caring looks like. Keep moving.
Anders: Does the Kirkwall Circle teach you to be smug? In addition to obedient, I mean.
Bethany: When appropriate. Come on, let's just find them.
Anders + Carver
Anders: I told you we shouldn't have turned left back there!
Carver: Excuse me if I don't share my dear brother's sense of direction!
Carver: Maker forgive me for not having my sister's sense of direction!
Anders: Oh, for Andraste's sake! Leave Hawke out of this!
Carver: Perhaps we'll find our way by considering the plight of mages in modern—shut your bloody face!
Anders + Fenris
Anders: That's it. I'm taking the lead.
Fenris: You think I'm going trust you to find Hawke?
Anders: Could you stop with the, "All mages are evil," diatribe for one minute?
Fenris: They may not all be evil, but one of them in particular is extremely annoying.
Anders + Isabela
Anders: All right, we should have tried your suggestion.
Isabela: Which? Challenging the guards to a game of riddles and making, "Where is Hawke?" one of the questions?
Anders: I meant the, "Follow one wall, and you'll navigate the maze," idea.
Isabela: Well, we can try it next time. Either that, or, "Let's get a sledgehammer and break down the walls." I thought that had merit.
Anders + Merrill
Anders: What is wrong with Orlesians? Why build a prison with this many identical cells?
Merrill: Maybe we should ask for directions.
Anders: Of course, we'll say, "We're staging a daring prison break. Could you tell us where our friend is and then tie yourself up? Thanks!"
Merrill: It's not possible to tie yourself up, is it? You'd never get the knots right.
Anders + Sebastian
Sebastian: Andraste, Lady of Sorrows, lead us from the darkness into the Maker's Light…
Anders: Would you stop that? Andraste is not going to find Hawke for us!
Sebastian: Have some faith, Anders.
Anders: I have complete faith in your ability to make a bad situation worse!
Anders + Varric
Varric: Blondie, I hate to say this, but I'm pretty sure we've been here before.
Anders: Blast it! But we went left this time! We shouldn't have come full-circle again!
Varric: I wish I hadn't given that ball of twine to Daisy.
Anders: You can't tell anyone about this! I mean it, Varric! Not a word!
Aveline + Bethany (Act 1)
Aveline: This can't be right.
Bethany: We could sneak back to the kitchens and ask the servants where they are! If… we knew how to get there.
Aveline: I'm not getting turned around again. Straight ahead.
Bethany: Right. Because that's been working so well thus far.
Aveline + Bethany (Acts 2-3)
Aveline: This can't be right.
Bethany: We could double back, I suppose. I expect we've got time.
Aveline: Knowing your [sister/brother]? Probably.
Bethany: Still, better make it look good. Wouldn't want her to feel neglected.
Bethany: Still, we'd better hurry. Poor Brother might think we don't miss him.
Aveline + Carver (Act 1)
Carver: You never listen to me!
Aveline: Say something worthwhile and I'll start!
Carver: Right, shut up and follow orders. Left, right, that's what makes a good guardling.
Aveline: Ugh. You're still such a tit.
Aveline + Carver (Acts 2-3)
Carver: The place is a maze. Another pass and then double back?
Aveline: Sounds good. we'll do that.
Carver: Really?
Aveline: There a reason I should doubt you, [Warden/templar]?
Aveline + Fenris
Aveline: Did we turn left last time, or right?
Fenris: What does it matter? Lost is lost.
Aveline: I'm trying to change that, you sour….
Aveline: How does Hawke put up with this?
Aveline + Isabela
Isabela: If you'd let me handle that last guard, we'd have found Hawke by now!
Aveline: Right. You'd be bent over a desk, and we'd be no closer than we are now.
Isabela: Well, I'd be closer to something.
Aveline: Shut up, whore.
Aveline + Merrill
Merrill: Aveline? Remember how you told me to tell you if I noticed anything peculiar?
Merrill: Well, we've passed the same cracked floor tile nine times now.
Aveline: We've been walking in circles and you only tell me now?
Merrill: I wasn't sure. Maybe there are a lot of tiles broken in exactly the same way!
Aveline + Sebastian
Aveline: Ugh! We're back where we started!
Sebastian: Blessed Andraste, guide us. Protect our friends in this dark hour.
Aveline: While you're at it, ask the sky for reinforcements. And pie.
Sebastian: You know, that kind of prayer has never worked for me.
Aveline + Varric
Aveline: We've been going in circles for over an hour.
Varric: I'm so used to Hawke leading the way, I think my sense of direction has withered.
Varric: So… wait here for [him/her] to rescue us?
Aveline: When you tell this part? Leave it out.
Bethany + Fenris (Act 1)
Bethany: What am I going to tell Mother? "Sorry, I got lost and left your heir in an Orlesian's dungeon?"
Bethany: She will never forgive me. My [brother/sister] will never forgive me! Carver and Father will come back from the grave just to haunt me!
Fenris: What she'll say should be the least of your worries. We may die in here, and she'll never get the news.
Bethany: You are not helping.
Bethany + Fenris (Acts 2-3)
Bethany: Bloody runaround twisted shite of a maze.
Fenris: You've learned a few new words.
Bethany: Wardens get called a few.
Fenris: Undeservedly, I'm sure.
Bethany: Not every book in the Circle is high literature.
Fenris: Obviously.
Bethany + Isabela (Act 1)
Bethany: What are we going to do?
Isabela: All right, just stay calm! What do we usually do when we're lost?
Bethany: We ask my brother.
Bethany: We'd ask my sister where to go.
Isabela: Oh. Right. Well, we're screwed.
Bethany + Isabela (Acts 2-3)
Bethany: So, know where we're going?
Isabela: Not a damned clue.
Bethany: (Laughs.) Me neither!
Isabela: Right. We pass the kitchen, I'm grabbing a bottle.
Bethany + Merrill (Act 1)
Bethany: Are we out of twine?
Merrill: Yes. I was going to drop breadcrumbs, but we don't have any bread.
Bethany: I can't believe we're this lost!
Merrill: Don't worry! If we keep going, eventually we'll get somewhere! Probably an airing cupboard. I seem to wind up in those a lot.
Bethany + Merrill (Acts 2-3)
Bethany: Lost your spool of twine?
Merrill: Yes. I was going to drop breadcrumbs, but we don't have any bread.
Bethany: We'll find them, if they're still here to be found.
Merrill: Don't worry! If we keep going, eventually we'll get somewhere! Probably an airing cupboard. I seem to wind up in those a lot.
Bethany + Sebastian
Bethany: No, the layout is wrong. We're back where we started.
Bethany: [Warden] I swear, what I wouldn't give for a straightforward Deep Road and—
Bethany: [Circle] It's backwards from every book on Orlais I've seen. It's just not—
Sebastian: [the stupid little smirk and the head tilt and then running off full tilt without saying a word why did he do so much lmaoo]
Bethany: [Sebmance active] Sister, you lucky bitch.
Bethany: [else] Oh, Maker.
Bethany + Varric (Act 1)
Bethany: Aren't dwarves supposed to have some sort of "stone sense?"
Varric: What good is that? Most of the chateau is stone. Knowing where the floor's at isn't going to help us.
Bethany: Can't you… I don't know… always find your way around in… caves or something?
Varric: Sunshine, all the caves we go to look exactly the same to me.
Bethany + Varric (Acts 2-3)
Bethany: Keep up, Varric. I'm sure we're almost there.
Varric: You've certainly quickened your stride in the last few years.
Bethany: [Warden] I found out there's a lot more to run from.
Varric: And towards, I hope. Speaking of which, to the rescue!
Bethany: [Circle] Too much to learn, or, you know, rescue.
Varric: There's my Sunshine. Let's go!
Carver + Fenris (Act 1)
Carver: Shitting… piss-eared Orlesians and their… blighted dungeons!
Fenris: "Piss-eared?" Did you get that from Meeran?
Carver: We're lost and all you can do is criticize me?
Fenris: It passes the time.
Carver + Fenris (Acts 2-3)
Carver: Orlesians. Can't build a hallway without turning it into a maze.
Fenris: Keep going. I'm sure your training will kick in any moment.
Carver: Still don't like me? I've tried to change.
Fenris: You have. Now you're dangerous. Let's move.
Carver + Isabela (Act 1)
Carver: You just leave this to me. I can handle everything.
Isabela: How could I possibly interfere? Carver, the magnificent hero to the rescue!
Carver: Do you have to do that? Really?
Isabela: No, this is strictly optional.
Carver + Isabela (Acts 2-3)
Carver: You just leave this to me. I can handle everything.
Isabela: I'm starting to think you could.
Carver: What was that? A compliment? I'm a little frightened.
Isabela: I know! Let's get these people rescued before it happens again.
Carver + Merrill (Act 1)
Carver: I don't understand it! This should be the right way.
Merrill: If we have to be lost somewhere, at least it's a nice hallway! Very well built, not at all likely to collapse.
Carver: Don't worry. It's got to be… left. Is it left? I mean, of course it's left.
Merrill: Also, I'm pretty sure spiders won't attack us! Not even the little ones.
Carver + Merrill (Acts 2-3, no Merrillmance)
Carver: Okay, we're lost together. Both of us, not that we're "together" together.
Merrill: If we have to be lost somewhere, at least it's a nice hallway! Very well built, not at all likely to collapse.
Carver: Right, well, back to rescuing… wait. You're doing that on purpose!
Merrill: (Giggles.)
Carver + Merrill (Acts 2-3, Merrillmance active)
Carver: A shame we didn't have time like this back in Kirkwall. Back then.
Merrill: If we have to be lost somewhere, at least it's a nice hallway! Very well built, not at all likely to collapse.
Carver: Right, well, let's get to it. My [sister/brother] will be missing you.
Merrill: I'm glad you think so.
Carver + Sebastian
Carver: And we are back to front yet again.
Sebastian: Blessed Andraste, guide us. Protect our friends in this dark hour.
Carver: Right. Prayer. Useful, useful. Or we could do something.
Sebastian: Guide us by the wisdom of your light… in silence.
Carver + Varric (Act 1)
Carver: Go ahead. I know you're thinking it, dwarf.
Varric: What? What did I do now?
Carver: "Your brother wouldn't have gotten lost. He'd have rescued everyone by now."
Carver: "Your sister wouldn't have gotten lost! She'd have us all back at the tavern by now!"
Varric: Actually, I was thinking, "All these hallways look alike." But sure, knock yourself out, Junior.
Carver + Varric (Acts 2-3)
Carver: So, we're lost.
Varric: Just like old times.
Carver: Maker, I hope not. I was an ass.
Varric: (Laughs.) Fair comment, Junior. All right, let's get this done.
Fenris + Isabela
Fenris: So… we're lost?
Isabela: Definitely.
Fenris: Now what do we do?
Isabela: I could try to guess the color of your underclothes again.
Fenris + Merrill
Fenris: I don't want to hear another word out of you.
Merrill: But I was just—
Fenris: Not. One. Word.
Merrill: Is it all right if I hum? Or maybe whistle?
Fenris + Sebastian
Fenris: Maybe you should start praying that we'll find them.
Sebastian: I have been for the last half an hour. I could do so out loud, if you'd prefer.
Sebastian: Blessed Andraste, Bride of the Maker, deliver us from this warren of evil.
Fenris: In that case, maybe you should stop.
Fenris + Varric
Fenris: And… here we are again. For the fourth time.
Varric: Fifth, I think.
Fenris: What do we do now?
Varric: Play Diamondback and wait for Hawke to find us?
Isabela + Merrill
Merrill: Isabela? Um… I think we've been here before. We've passed that same cracked tile six times now.
Isabela: Andraste's granny-panties! I knew things were going too smoothly!
Merrill: Does Andraste really wear granny-panties? How do you know all these things?
Isabela: (Sighs.) Come on, Kitten. Let's see if we can find the entrance and start again.
Isabela + Sebastian
Isabela: Eenie, meenie, miney, moe…
Sebastian: I'm not sure that's the best way to find them.
Isabela: We already tried "pray for Andraste to guide us" and "wander like drunken vagrants." We're running out of options.
Isabela: Unless you want to find a chicken for an augury, we're going with counting games.
Isabela + Varric
Isabela: I give up! We've been through every inch of this place twice, and there's no sign of them!
Varric: Or we've been through the same twenty feet of this place about a dozen times. It's hard to tell, Rivaini.
Isabela: We should have gone treasure-hunting in Wildervale instead.
Varric: You're still upset that you couldn't swipe a drink from the party, aren't you?
Merrill + Sebastian
Merrill: I… think we've been through here before.
Sebastian: Now that you mention it, we have seen that chipped cornice a few times, haven't we?
Merrill: All right, don't panic! Every other time I've gotten very lost, Hawke has found me.
Sebastian: Merrill? I don't think he can rescue us until we rescue him first.
Sebastian: Uh, Merrill? I don't think she can rescue us before we rescue her.
Merrill + Varric
Varric: Daisy? You don't happen to have that ball of twine, do you?
Merrill: I knew I forgot something when we left Kirkwall!
Varric: Don't beat yourself up over it. We'll just… wait here until I think of something.
Merrill: I'm sure that won't take very long. You're always thinking of things!
Sebastian + Varric
Sebastian: When you tell people about this part of our adventure, what are you going to say?
Varric: That depends entirely on the audience, Choir Boy.
Sebastian: You change the story to suit the listener?
Varric: Of course. All the bullshit in the world won't convince Hawke we rescued him if he finds us first.
Varric: No bullshit—however well-told—will persuade Hawke that we rescued her if she finds us first. That's common sense.
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Magnus discovers Jace's heritage
In today's episode of 'imaginary scenes that never canonically happened but still live in my head rent free':
Magnus: "So my dear shadowhunters, what's new? Catch me up."
Clary: "Valentine is Jace's father. We are siblings."
Jace: "And he injected me with demon blood while I was still in my mother’s womb."
Alec: "He disguised himself as Wayland for all those years he raised Jace in Exile."
Magnus, sighing: "... Where do I even begin... Okay. You two are aware that you look nothing alike, right?"
Clary: "Recessive genes can do that."
Magnus, sighing louder: "...Alright, Blondie. Strip."
Jace: "What, why?!"
Alec: "Uhm, yeah, what he said." (not that he is jealous that Magnus wants to see another man naked. No sir. He is very decidedly not jealous. ... he will find a reason to shuck his shirt in front of Magnus later.)
Magnus: "This institute is protected by my wards. As is Pandemonium, as well as my apartment, which is warded even heavier. All of which you have been present in.
You have been to the Silent City and were in the presence of the silent brothers.
There are exactly two ways to keep demonic blood from being discovered by either angelic runes like they are at the silent city, the silent brothers themselves, or my wards.
One is regular contact with a very powerful warlock to cast a very complicated spell on you.
As I doubt you have been seeing one for every month of your life, that leaves number 2. Which is a demonic mark, which can only be given by a greater demon, and can only be seen by those who know it and are actively looking for it. So, off with those drab clothes so I can take a look."
Jace: strips
Magnus: sees the Herondale birthmark, sighs and starts to write a fire message
Alec: "What are you doing?"
Magnus: "Informing the Inquisitor that she has a grandson. 'Congratulations, it's a boy!'"
#magnus bane#alec lightwood#jace wayland herondale morgenstern#seriously that guy had too many ancestry issues#clary fairchild#malec#shadowhunters tv#look#they always make characters stupid in tv shows to make things more dramatic#you cannot tell me that a centuries old warlock who has been through untold shit would not have seen through Valentine's ruse#I do not like drama for the sake of drama#and this was definitely drama for the sake of drama#had the characters been allowed to use their brains and deductional skills#a lot of unnecessary heartbreak and drama could have been prevented#Izzy is supposed to be this super scientist and no one even mentioned a dna test?#see me raise a judging eyebrow
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DAY 3 | Wish That I Could (1/4)
Nina: Welcome back, my sexy viewers! We’re back inside the Love Island Villa: after last night’s near fight between Felicity and Manny, I think everyone is appreciating the calm this morning. Unfortunately for Tucker, he’s being confronted with drama right as he’s starting his day. Hoping to secure a new couple, now that she and Joey have called it quits, Felicity wastes no time making it clear that she’d love to have Tucker all to herself. Tucker, on the other hand, looks like he’d like nothing more than to pretend this conversation never happened. Ah, I know the curse of beauty and charm as well, my dear; what a pain is it to be this beautiful and so desired! Anywho, Felicity’s not the only one trying to mark her territory. Just out side a couple of blondies are having a chat on the day beds...
@ommsims @morrigan-sims @storiesbyjes2g
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[tea pouring]
Camryn: Well, this is quite the contrast to last night, isn’t it? I could get used to these peaceful island mornings.
Tori: Same here. What do you guys plan on doing today?
Camryn: [Probably some more pool lounging. What about you, Fe?]
Felicity: Oh, you know, just chatting some people up. Gotta make the rounds after last night, you know?
Tori: Fair enough. Let me know when breakfast is ready, babe!
Camryn: Me too! You know where to find me.
Felicity: Hey, Tucker? Mind if I grab you for a sec?
Tucker: Sure, what’s up?
Felicity: I’m sure you’ve already heard, but Joey and I decided we’d be looking for different partners last night. After the Manny fiasco.
Tucker: Right. You guys “both” decided that--
Felicity: So, I’m available. And I wanted to check in and see where your head is at.
Tucker: Well, I’m still pretty happy with how things are going with Tori--
Felicity: Are you? Or are you just content? Like, maybe you’re fine with where you’re at, but you could do better?
Tucker: …Okay, I’m really afraid of where this conversation is going. Are you implying that you’re better than Tori?
Felicity: Those words didn’t come out of my mouth! I’m just saying that you did step forward for me at the first coupling, so clearly there was some interest. And isn’t the point of this whole experience to find the perfect match? Who’s to say that couldn’t be us?
Tucker: Uh-huuuuh. Well, you’ve certainly given me something to think on. In the meantime, I think I’m gonna have my tea outside.
#hello welcome back!#if you need a refresher check out the old posts first!#we're picking right back up where we left off#right in the thick of it lol#ts4#sims 4#love island challenge#ts4 love island challenge#sims 4 love island challenge#sims of color#colourfullsims#camryn broussard#tori fisker#felicity faulk#tucker clarke
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32-37 and 49-54!
32) Favorite song from the 1960’s
33) Favorite song from the 1970’s
34) Favorite song from the 1980’s
"Everybody Wants to Rule the World" by Tears For Fears. I've heard it a million times and I will hear it a million more before I get sick of it.
The runner-up is "Take Me Home" by Phil Collins
35) Favorite song from the 1990’s
"Star Sign" by Teenage Fanclub
36) Favorite song from the 2000’s
"Stay Together For the Kids" by blink-182
This is one of their best songs. I think this was the point where they fully matured as songwriters. The switch from Mark Hoppus' calmly delivered yet depressed vocals in the verses to Tom's anger in the chorus is just incredible.
37) Favorite song from the 2010’s
"I Feel It Coming" by The Weeknd
The last thing Daft Punk was a part of before their retirement. This rules. I've loved this (and "Starboy") since it's release.
The runner-up is "Moving to Mars" by Coldplay. I enjoy songs about space.
49) Favorite album from the 1960’s
The Beatles (White Album) by The Beatles
I've been listening to this since I was a kid and I've always been mesmerized by how this album is both cohesive and a complete mess at the same time. Fleetwood Mac's Tusk is the only album I can think of that ever recreated the feel of this whole album.
Favorite tracks: "Back in the U.S.S.R", "Dear Prudence", "Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da", "Happiness is a Warm Gun", "Rocky Raccoon", "Helter Skelter", "Honey Pie", "Good Night".
50) Favorite album from the 1970’s
Out of the Blue by Electric Light Orchestra
I adore this album cover so much. And I think Jeff Lynne is a musical genius who really captured what made pop music fantastic during the second half of the seventies.
Favorite tracks: "Turn to Stone", "Sweet Talkin' Woman", "Starlight", "Steppin' Out", "Summer and Lightning", "Sweet Is the Night", "The Whale"
51) Favorite album from the 1980’s
Rio by Duran Duran
Happy 40th to the album that kickstarted the 80's everybody loves (and overromanticizes)
This and Thriller are the two albums that are responsible for the 80s. 1980 and '81 are this weird time period where there's a lot of odd stuff being big. "Babe" by Styx, "Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2)" by Pink Floyd, "Call Me" by Blondie, and "Funkytown" by Lipps Inc. were all hits in the same year. MTV hits the airwaves on August 1st, 1981, but it takes time for it to become the media powerhouse it becomes for the rest of the decade. You see a lot of classic rock bands like the Rolling Stones, Journey, Foreigner, and REO Speedwagon kind of understand how music video works, but not really. I don't think it's until Duran Duran makes this album and it's subsequent music videos for its singles that the 80s as we now know it really starts. Everybody looks to Thriller as the album and video that changed everything, and it did, but I also think this played a big part in it.
The video for "Hungry Like the Wolf" was cinematic in a way that nothing else was at the time. This was made like a short film while most videos of the era were just mimed performances on a stage set to a song.
In short, the entire Rio album fucks really hard and I'll never stop praising it. 40 years later this shit still rules.
Favorite tracks: "Rio", "Lonely In Your Nightmare", "Hungry Like the Wolf", "Hold Back the Rain", "Last Chance on the Stairway", "The Chauffeur"
52) Favorite album from the 1990’s
The Division Bell by Pink Floyd
I've always really loved the album's main concept of communication. I like the way its explored and I think if you want to experience the best of the David GIlmour-led Floyd years, this is the best.
Favorite tracks: "What Do You Want From Me", "Poles Apart", "Marooned", "Coming Back to Life", "Keep Talking", "Lost For Words", "High Hopes"
53) Favorite album from the 2000’s
I don't have one. :\ I don't really listen to a lot of 2000s music so I don't really have an answer for you for this one...
54) Favorite album from the 2010’s
The Desaturating Seven by Primus
Primus made the greatest prog rock album about an Italian fairy tale for children. That is all. Super worth your time if you're into things that sound like Rush, King Crimson, or Pink Floyd.
Sorry for the delay! Hope I gave some good answers! Thanks for submitting! :)
From this post. Feel free to submit a number if you'd like. :)
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Venom Let There Be Carnage Alternate Ending
"What would Venom do?" Eddie asked himself as he tapped on the desk, scrolling through his computer for something to help him. "We're fucked." The reporter banged his head against the desk when there was a knock on the apartment door. Despite their fight, as Eddie got up he hoped that maybe it was Venom coming back.
"Yeah, what's u-" Eddie trailed off when he saw the woman at the door. Frances Barrison had a large grin on her face.
"Hey there Eddie." She stepped in the apartment as the man backed away. "You're invited to mine and Cletus' wedding."
"Do I get a choice in this?" Eddie asked as he scrambled for something to defend himself with.
"Nope." She opened her mouth and began to shriek.
~~
"C'mon Eddie. Pick up, pick up..." Anne sat in her fiance's minivan, trying the man's number again but still got nothing.
'He's not picking up. Typical.'
"Well you're right there." Anne said as she tried to dial again, Venom manifesting over her shoulder to look at the phone screen.
"I'm sorry but how are you so can about this? There's literally an alien inside you right now. You kissed Mrs. Chen so he could go inside you. Don't your think that's weird?" Dan said as he looked at both his fiance and the alien incredulously.
"We know it's weird, at this point we're just used to it."
"How do you get used to that?" Dan asked as he pulled the car into park in front of Eddie's apartment building. The trio getting out and moving inside. Dan reaching for the elevator button but one of Venom's tendrils extended out and slapped his hand away.
'No time need stairs.'
"Venom said we don't have time for the elevator."
"Well tell him that I have tender calves and am taking the stairs." Dan pressed the button again when more tendrils shot out and grabbed the doctor. "What the hell-?" The doctor didn't get to finish as he was thrown up the flights of stairs followed closely by Anne and Venom. "Hey! What the hell was that? ...ow..."
'Tell him I think him and his tender calves are full of shit.'
"Venom said this was easier."
'Liar.' Anne rolled her eyes at the symbiote and instead focused on finding Eddie's apartment. Wasn't hard considering the door was blown almost completely off.
"That can't be good." Dr. Dan commented as they stepped over the door.
'Thank you for the commentary Dr. Dan.'
"Hey he's doing his best." Anne defended her fiance. Facing the room she was greeted by a mess. Not unusual save the large claw marks along the wall and all the busted out windows. "Don't suppose you had anything to do with this?"
'No. Not that we can remember.' Venom peeked of the woman and called out. "Eddie, we're here and willing to take an apology for your stupidity-wait where's Sonny and Cher?"
"Sonny and Cher?" Dan asked as he looked around the small apartment.
"Our chickens."
"Why do you have chickens?" Anne asked as she took a deep breath. "Uh gross. What's that smell?"
"The answer to both of those questions are, you don't want to know."
"Hey!" Dan came towards them holding a card in his hand. "Found this...I don't think it's good." Venom had one of his tendrils lash out, grabbing the card from Dan's hand and holding it in front of his and Anne's face.
"It's...."
"...a wedding invitation."
~~
"Oh what a happy day! Aren't you excited Eddie? Me and Frances finally getting out promised wedding." Cletus danced in the chapel's aisle excitedly. His suit covered by a ridiculous fur coat as he hummed before taking a seat in the pews next to Eddie. Eddie glared at Cletus as he wrapped an arm around the man's shoulders. "Or you at a loss for words too?"
"I'm gagged you asshole." Came out a muffled grunt as he tried to pull away from the man. Looking across the aisle he saw Detective Mulligan still slumped over unconscious. Eddie had been in a lot of not good situations before. But trapped with a serial killer that had alien symbiote in his body and they both wanted to kill him? Probably near the top of the list.
"All we have to do is wait for our guest of honor to arrive and we'll have a full on family reunion! Carnage sure was excited when I mentioned both his daddies were gon be here."
Daddies? Eddie narrowed his eyes. He was barely able to take care of himself, the idea he had a part in making a baby was somehow more terrifying than the situation at hand.
"Don't worry about him baby." The woman who brought him here laughed as she pulled Cletus away and dipping him for a kiss. "All that matters right now is you and me."
"Don't think I don't know that darlin'." The serial killer returned the kiss and very openly shoved his tongue down her throat. Eddie watched in horror as he tried but to vomit in his mouth. Instead focusing on his hands that were bound in front of him and trying to save at them on a broken off chunk of wood from the pew.
He didn't get very far when the doors to the church slammed open. Both he and the psychotic couple took pause and turned to see Anne standing in there doorway, a very angry look on her face.
"Anne!" Eddie tried to call out excitedly. Cletus pulled away from his to be wife, eyebrow raised.
"And who exactly are you?" Cletus asked. In response Venom appeared, taking over the woman's body and snarling.
"You took our Eddie."
"Oh! Well I guess the show has begun!" Cletus backed away and allowed his body to fade as a large red body took over. He looked like Venom only taller and if Eddie was being frank, much, much more terrifying. It seemed Venom agreed. The symbiote backing away with a loud ,"Shit!"
"Hey there daddy." The symbiote spoke. Extending his arm and grabbing Eddie. Yanking the man in front of them. The other arm turning into a large blade against Eddie's throat. "Don't think we've got the chance to meet. I'm your son. And it's time to pay up."
~~
'Shit, shit, shit!'
Venom cursed as he retreated back into Anne's body. The woman stood there, trying to make the symbiote come back out.
"Venom, what the hell?"
'That's a red one!'
"I can see! What's so scary about that?"
'That means it combined with the blood of another species.'
"And....?"
'And it's a lot stronger than normal ones!'
"So you're saying we're in trouble."
'An understatement but yes. Very much so.'
"Can you come back out now?" Anne yelled as she scrambled back when the symbiote began to approach them. Eddie in his grip, looked almost as terrified as they were.
.
'No way, we'd definitely die.'
"We're definitely going to die of you don't come out!" Anne screamed as she dodged out of the way of a tendril. It narrowly missed her head as she began to crawl under the pews away from the creature.
'No you're definitely going to die. We'd probably be fine.'
Another tendril wrapped around Anne's ankle, starting to drag her back to the creature.
"Yeah but Eddie won't be!"
'Hmmmm....'
"If you come out I'll let you eat people!" Anne was now full out panicking as she clung to the leg of a church bench for dear life.
'Really?'
"Yes! Everyone! Just help me out!"
'Okay!' The bench finally gave way but Venom took over the woman's body. As they were pulled up to the creature, Venom jumped up and punched the creature with a hard uppercut. This surprised them enough to drop Eddie. The reporter quickly crawling out of the way as the red symbiote retaliated. Bringing the makeshift blade down on Venom as they just further their own shield. The two trading blows when the church bells started to ring loudly. Both the symbiote screeched in pain. Retreating into their hosts bodies.
This left Anne and Cletus staring at each other. Anne getting ready to run when she was grabbed from behind by the strong arms of a woman.
"Hey there blondie." The other woman giggled as Cletus approached them.
"Ah Frances darling, got me another wedding gift? You shouldn't have." The bells continued to toll when the man grabbed a stray plastic bag from the dirty floor and wrapping it around the woman's face. Anne choked and gasped while the couple just stared at her with glee. Darkness starting to creep into the woman's vision when there was a loud shout.
"Hey! Get the fuck away from my fiance!" The grip on Anne loosened allowing her to fall to the ground. She immediately took the bag off to see Dan holding an aerosol can in one hand and a lighter in the other. "Say hello to my little friends!"
By now the bell had stopped and everyone was clearly able to hear this terrible quip.
'He did not just say that.' Venom spoke in Anne's head.
"No...he did."
'I still don't get why you left us for him.'
Venom couldn't complain too much as he took over Anne's body again. Dan lit his makeshift flame thrower and backed the couple away. The red symbiote taking over Cletus' body again and growling.
"This isn't over." The creature hissed out, grabbing the woman and swinging out of the chapel she cackled, them disappearing into the night. But that wasn't what was important. Instead they rushed over to Eddie who was sprawled out on the floor.
"Eddie!" Venom rushed over to the man. Leaning down they ripped the gag out as he opened his eyes.
"Mmm...Venom? You actually came?" He sounded surprised. The symbiote sliced through the ropes and brought the man up in a hug. "Whoa there buddy....you must've really missed me."
"We're still angry at you."
"Yeah. I kind of figured."
"Is there anything you want to say?"
"I'm an idiot?"
"And?"
"You're not a parasite?"
"And...?"
"And....I'm sorry. I was a huge asshole and I could probably be a better host."
"Isn't there anything else you want to say to them?" They turned to see Dan who had been intently watching them from a distance.
"Anything else?" Eddie asked confused.
"Like I love you?" Venom asked and Eddie made a face before leaning in.
"Yeah. I guess. I love you sounds about right." Venom leaned down, lips locking with Eddie's as they left Anne's body and took over his.
"Aww..... that's sweet. I think." Dan spoke as Anne stepped back. "You okay?"
"Yeah. I think so. Honestly I'm glad they're finally working through their issues."
"Yeah....here's hoping they don't have anymore kids though." Dan laughed as he said this. "I mean, what are the odds?"
#venom#venom let there be carnage#eddie brock#symbrock#veddie#fanfiction#anne weying#dan lewis#cletus cassidy#carnage symbiote#alternate ending#also if the hint isn't enough#they're having another baby
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is there a list of all the collaborations fall out boy has done because if not i think the world deserves that
i'm not sure about a list that already exists but i will make one here!! sounds fun ! so here is
Probably Close To Every Fall Out Boy Collaboration and Feature (So Far)
on tttyg
Chicago Is So Two Years Ago features backing vocals from Justin Pierre of Motion City Soundtrack
Grenade Jumper features background vocals from Jeff Warren of Knockout
Reinventing the Wheel to Run Myself Over features De'Mar Hamilton of Plain White T's (the little yell and laugh at the end lol)
on futct
7 Minutes In Heaven features Brendon Urie obviously of Panic! at the Disco on backing vocals
Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year features William Beckett of The Academy Is... on backing vocals
on ioh
Thriller features Jay-Z in the beginning and end of the song
"The Take Over The Break's Over" features a guitar solo from Ryan Ross obviously of Panic! at the Disco and another from Chad Gilbert of New Found Glory
on folie
okay What a Catch, Donnie- in order this song features Elvis Costello, Gabe Saporta of Cobra Starship, Travie McCoy of Gym Class Heroes, Brendon Urie, Doug Neumann (general manager for Crush Management), Alexander DeLeon of The Cab, and William Beckett
Tiffany Blews features the bridge from Lil Wayne and additional vocals from Alexander DeLeon
20 Dollar Nose Bleed features Brendon Urie
West Coast Smoker features Debbie Harry of Blondie
Beat It (Micheal Jackson Cover) features a guitar solo from J*hn M*yer
on srar
Just One Yesterday features Foxes
The Mighty Fall features vocals and a writing credit from Big Sean
Rat a Tat features Courtney Love of Hole as a vocalist and writer
Save Rock and Roll features vocals from Elton John
on ab/ap
there is a version of Irresistible that features Demi Lovato but that was not released on the standard version of the album
American Beauty/American Psycho features writting from Nikki Sixx of Mötley Crüe and french musician Sebastian
on mania
Church features artists Kate York and Audra Mae as writers
Champion features Sia and her long time collaborator Jesse Shatkin as writers
Sunshine Riptide features Burna Boy as a writer and vocalist
(also note Dear Future Self (Hands Up) which features Wyclef Jean on believers never die vol. 2)
i didn't include remixes but a few notable and iconic ones are:
This Ain't a Scene... with Kanye West
My Songs... with 2 Chainz and Modo
the entirety on Make America Psycho Again tbh
Champion with RM of BTS
other collaborations- but not under the fob discography (in no particular order):
Cupid's Chokehold/Breakfast in America and Clothes Off!- Gym Class Heroes
King Of Wishful Thinking- New Found Glory
Everything Is Alright- Motion City Soundtrack
The Last Hero- XV
One Of THOSE Nights- The Cab
Jock Powerviolence- Weekend Nachos (this one has Patrick heavy metal screaming its so great pls pls pls listen to it)
86 Missed Calls- Man With a Mission
Summer Days- Marvin Garrix
Back To Earth- Steve Aoki
I've Been Waiting- Lil Peep and ILoveMakonnen
One and Only- Timberland (if u are into reading pete's old livejournals the lyrics to this one will sound familiar !!)
Dancing With he Devil- Krewella
All Your Heart- Transit
Second Chances- October Fall
Don't Wake Me Up- The Hush Sound
Birthday Girl- The Roots
Don't Regret It Now- Tyga
Check Your Phone- Cheap Cuts
In Transit- Mark Hoppus
If You Could Remember- Damnation A.D.
New Music Sucks- POSEHN
okay I think I got a lot of them but patrick literally composes and has his vocals all over the place so I literally could not name every band he has done a project with !! but if u feel like it, go look through his music credits lol its extensive
notably he has random backup vocal/composing/production credits on these albums to name a few
Viva La Cobra- Cobra Starship
basically every Gym Class Heroes Album
In Loving Memory of When I Gave a Shit- LOLO
California- Blink 182
Ungreatful- Escape the Fate
#fall out boy#patrick stump#pete wentz#joe trohman#andy hurley#panic at the disco#gym class heroes#cobra starship#the academy is...#this is my first post#please be nice
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Maximum Ride Character Songs MasterList
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MAX
Air Traffic Contoller - Doubt
“All the lights have gone out, everyone is a disaster, let's see what's coming after...I am gonna need the benefit of the doubt.”
Alice In Chains - Nutshell
“We chase misprinted lies, we face the path of time, and yet I fight, and yet I fight.”
Au/Ra - Screw Feelings (Live Performance)
“Butterflies are kinda nice I guess, but my tummy hurts, I’m getting sick of it.”
Aziya - Marathon
“Gotta pick myself up and keep runnin’...”
Blondie - Current Joys
“There are flowers in my heart. They’re growing thorns, and it hurts.”
Blink 182 - Dammit
“Well, I guess this is growing up”
Bôa - Duvet
“And you don’t seem to understand. A shame, you seemed an honest man. And all the fears you hold so dear, will turn to whisper in your ear.”
note: this is about Jeb
carolesdaughter - wish i wuz dead
“I think rock bottom’s fake, ‘cause I’ve been here for awhile now.”
Destroy Boys - Vixen
“I was a chosen sailor, but I missed my mark. ...take me back and tear me apart.”
Florence + The Machine - Dog Days Are Over
“Run fast for your mother, run fast for you father, run for your children and your sisters and brothers, leave all your love and your longing behind, you can’t carry it with you if you want to survive...”
note: I feel like Max had to go through a major healing process after Jeb left the Flock; whihc forced her to take charge. She’s a good leader and tries to be a good stand in parent, but she’s held back by her longing for a past life that was never really hers.
Flyleaf - All Around Me
“I can feel you all around me, thickening the air I’m breathing, holding on to what I’m feeling, savoring this heart that’s healing...”
Lorde - Glory and Gore
“No one round here is good at keeping their eyes closed...”
note: picture Max vs Maya and their fight to the ‘death’ (as Jeb wanted) - “we gladiade but we’re really just fighting ourselves”
Lorde - Ribs
“This dream isn’t feeling sweet, we’re reeling through the midnight streets, and I’ve never felt more alone. It feels so scary getting old.”
Metric - Art of Doubt
“You said, “don’t let your heart give out.” No, I won’t let my heart give out. You said, “don’t let your breath run out.” No, I won’t let my breath run out...”
Mother Mother - Love to Death
“Love enough and you start to bleed, love stings and it don’t come clean.”
Paramore - Ain’t it Fun?
“Ain’t it good to be on your own? Ain’t it fun? You can’t count on no one...”
Paramore - Decode
“How can I decide what’s right when youre clouding up my mind? I can’t win your losing fight all the time... How can I ever own what’s mine when you’re always taking sides? But you won’t take away my pride, no, not this time.”
note: this is about Jeb..
Paramore - Fences
“You’re always on display for everyone to watch and learn from, dont you know by now?”
Phantogram - Black Out Days (Future Islands Remix)
“Hide the sun, I will leave your face out of mind... you should save your eyes.”
PVRIS - Dead Weight
“I’m staying numb to my feelings, dodge ‘em like novocaine, my back is breaking from taking all the dead weight.”
Shilpa Ray - Morning Terrors Nights of Dread
“No one gets it easy... (she wants it easy...)”
Silversun Pickups - It’s Nice to Know You Work Alone
“Redesigning the connection, a composition painted on my face with a smile drawn on...”
Veruca Salt - The Sound of Leaving
“Pinned down against your will, feel the planets rearranging. I lie here very still, the tiny whispers, the shiny whispers, oh no, oh wow, the earth beneath our feet is shaking... and now you’re breaking.”
Veruca Salt - Volcano Girls
“Way to go, way to flip off everyone. I steal your thunder then I try to bolt, but I could stand a little pity now and then...”
WILLOW - naive
“You hate but then you love so what’s the ratio?”
FANG
Audioslave - I Am the Highway
“I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning. I am not your autumn moon... I am the night.”
Blue Foundation - Eyes on Fire
“I won’t soothe your pain, I won’t ease your strain. You’ll be waiting in vain, I’ve got nothing for you to gain...”
Brand New - Jesus Christ
“I’m not scared to die, but I’m a little scared of what comes after.”
Cage The Elephant - Cigarette Daydreams
“You can drive all night, looking for the answers in the pouring rain.”
Current Joys - Kids
“Yeah, I’m just a kid, who‘s never seen the world, and I haven’t quite decided if I’m a boy or a girl...”
Far - What I’ve Wanted To Say
“The best and the worst of me at the same time, make tin cans with strings to you, let you know I really mean it all.”
Fall Out Boy - Dance Dance
“She says she’s no good with words, but I’m worse.”
Fall Out Boy - Sugar, We’re Goin Down
“Am I more than you bargained for?”
Foo Fighters - Everlong
“And I wonder if anything will ever be this good again...”
The Frights - You Are Going To Hate This
“You say things that don’t make sense, like the drugs you did or the money you spent. Why can’t I be so cool..?”
note: yes, this is indeed a Figgy song.
Gym Class Heros - Cupid’s Chokehold/ Breakfast in America
“I love it she calls my phone, she even got her own ring tone, if that ain’t love then I don’t know what love is.”
note: Fax
Kane Strang - My Smile Is Extinct
“I heard there’s a chance in an afterlife, I might not get let in but at least I won’t be living.”
The Killers - Caution
“If I don’t get out, out of this town, I just might be the one who finally burns it down...”
Lorde - Biting Down
“Breathed so deep, I thought I’d drown.”
Machine Gun Kelly - papercuts
“Sleepin’ in, faked sick, smoked a blunt, had a kid. Don’t belong, I’m a punk. Hello world, you fuckin’ suck.”
note: adult Fang
MGMT - When You Die
“You die. Words don’t do anything. It’s permanently night and I won’t feel anything. We’ll all be laughing with you when you die.”
My Chemical Romance - Teenagers
“We’ll make ‘em pay for the things that they did!”
note: ....lmao
Nick Slade - Hi, I Care What You Think
“Oh no, another picture that makes me look happy.”
Nirvana - Lithium
“I’m so happy, because today I’ve found my friends. They’re in my head, but that’s okay. I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ‘cause so are you.”
Nirvana - Come As You Are
“And I swear that I don’t have a gun...”
Oliver Tree - Me, Myself and I
“I’m contradicting all the stupid shit I say.”
Paramore - For a Pessimist, I’m Pretty Optimistic
“I never wanted to say this, you never wanted to stay. I put my faith in you, so much faith, and then you just threw it away...”
note: about Jeb?? I don’t know, their relationship is too complex...
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Dark Necessities
“Stumble down to the parking lot, you got no time for the afterthought. They’re like an ice cream for an astronaut, well, that’s me looking for some weed.”
Santigold - Disparate Youth
“Oh, we said our dreams will carry us, and if they don’t fly we will run.”
The Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet with Butterfly Wings
“The world is a vampire, sent to drain. Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames. And what I get for my pain? Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game.”
The Strokes - Clear Sky
“Knowing you, you’ll wait for clear skies to tell us how changes come about with the sunlight. So we’ll count every drop that falls while you throw us some old line. This will pass, this will pass.”
Younger Hunger - Dead Inside
“I’ve got a real big heart that I’m willing to hide.”
IGGY
Disclaimer: most of these songs were included in this list with Figgy in mind... if you don’t ship or dislike it, I’m sorry.. but I don’t care. Keep scrolling.
Briston Maroney - Freakin’ Out On the Interstate
“And you’ve got a lot on your mind, and your heart, it looks just like mine.”
Current Joys - New Flesh
“No one gives a shit about my life till’ I die, it’s DIY.”
Dr. Dog - Where’d All the Time Go?
“There’s nothing keeping you from falling in love...”
note: replace each ‘she’ in this song with ‘he’... Figgy...
The Drums - Money
“You hit me yesterday because I made you cry. So before we die I’d like to do something nice.”
note: Max and Iggy’s sibling rivalry is just funny to me.
Eyedress - Jealous
“You could have anyone you want, why would you want to be with me?”
note: Ig’s heartbreak over Fang and realizing he’s not worth it.
Glass Animals - The Other Side of Paradise
“When I was young and stupid my love left to be a rock and roll star. He told me “please don’t worry.” Wise little words that spoke so safely... He booked a one way ticket. Out west, that’s where they make it. Six kids stuck stuck in a bed sit to sun swept poolside riches.”
Green Day - Basket Case
“Sometimes I give myself the creeps. Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me.”
Husbands - Liked to Party
“You’ll never get down from it.”
Kid Cudi - Pursuit of Happiness
“Tell me what you know about dreamin’, dreamin’, you ain’t really know about nothin’, nothin’, tell me what you know about the night terrors every night, 5 AM, cold sweats, waking up to the sky...”
The Killers - When You Were Young
“We’re burning down the highway skyline, on the back of a hurricane that started turning when you were young...”
Modest Mouse - I’m Still Here
“Your friends are all rolling their eyes and you’re laughing. Well, yeah, I know what’s what. I love to joke just like anybody but I don’t like being the butt.”
Mother Mother - Body of Years
“Get my foot in the door and my face on the page, make my mark on the world with a bat and a blade, it’s a body of work that you can’t ever change like a body of years that you take to your grave...”
Mother Mother - Waiting For The World To End
“Give me fire, burning hell, throw it on my paper trail and I’ll watch all the numbers go up in a cloud of dark and dirty smoke.”
Mr.Kitty - After Dark
“As the hours pass, I will let you know, that I need to ask before I’m alone, how it feels to rest on your patient lips, to eternal bliss...”
no note needed
Nothing But Thieves - If I Were You
“If I were you, I’d treat them better, if I were you, I’d settle the weather.”
note: Iggy’s internal rage at Max for being a bitch and pushing the Flock around all the time (you know how she gets...) he’s fed up
Oasis - Wonderwall
“There are many things I’d like to say to you but I don’t know how...”
note: Figgy
The Offspring - The Kids Aren’t Alright
“Chances blown, nothing’s free, longing for what used to be.”
Oliver Tree - Hurt
“I only want your dying love, I’ve seen too much.”
PVRIS - Same Soul
“I’m just somebody else you used to love.”
Silversun Pickups - Gun-Shy Sunshine
“Faith and praise keep locked away, sentimental thoughts can stay. I suppose I’ve made mistakes... carry on so I can relate...”
thirdeyeblind - Jumper
“Cut ties with all the lies that you’ve been living in.”
Thom Yorke - Hearing Damage
“They wanna push you off the path with their frequency wires. And you do no wrong in my eyes... in my eyes...”
note: Jeb trauma? Possibly.
Three Days Grace - Overrated
“They’ve created the generation that we know, washed up and hated, the system moves too slow. They give us answers to the questions they don’t even know.”
Thrice - Summer Set Fire to the Rain
“The summer set fire to the rain and to my bones, it burned until nothing remained of all that’d I’d known...”
Tirzah - Inside Out
“Now I’ve got, now I’ve got nothing. See if you end up hurting. When I found out that you never loved me and it’s just like I’m in this for nothing.”
Wallow - Scrawny
“I’d switch it up but I don’t like change. Only content if things stay the same.”
Weezer - Island In The Sun
“We’ll run away together, we’ll spend some time forever, we’ll never feel bad anymore...”
note: FIGGY
Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag
“Man, I feel like mold, it’s prom night and I’m lonely.”
YUNGBLUD - fleabag
“I fade every time I change.”
NUDGE
Au/Ra - Dead Girl! (Shake My Head)
“I’m just a dead girl, ain’t even mad though, I just roll my eyes back every time I hear that.”
Aziya - Blood
“You know I’m really trying, it’s like you forget...”
note: this line especially fits how Nudge feels about Max I think... I wish their complicated misunderstandings in their relationship as sisters was explored more...
Ber - Dead Dear (Deer)
“Story time works better now you’re dead, dear, way to start the new year. All I’m tryna do is keep my conscience, clear away the memories and the photos, toss ‘em out the window.”
CHVRCHES, Robert Smith - How Not To Drown
“I wasn’t dead when they found me...”
Declan McKenna - Basic (Regurgitated)
“I get told I’m far too old for number one perks, but it’s well worth trying.”
girl in red - i wanna be your girlfriend
“I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips. I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath.”
note: 🏳️🌈
Grace VanderWaal - Don’t Assume What You Dont Know
“So out of reach, but it looks so close, red light but you still go.”
julie - flutter
“I wish away the pain, it’s red. I’m draped in lead, I’m as heavy as a slug.”
Lorde - A World Alone
“I know we’re not everlasting, we’re a train wreck waiting to happen.”
MARINA - Are You Satisfied?
“It’s my problem if I want to pack up and run away... It’s my problem, it’s my problem if I feel the need to hide, and it’s my problem if I have no friends and feel I wanna die...”
The Mirrors - I’ll Stay
“I left my home. It’s better than before. Going by day, through the land of hay. It’s all I know, I’ve heard it all before.”
Mitski - Nobody
“Venus, planet of Love, was destroyed by global warming, did it’s people want too much, too? Did it’s people want too much?”
Paramore - Told You So
“For all I know, the best is over and the worst is yet to come. Is it enough to keep on hoping while the rest have given up?”
peach tinted - Not Alone
“Wish that I could see the world through her green, empty eyes. She got everything by now, cause she knows deep inside, everything ain’t what it seems. She’s smiling but it’s bittersweet.”
note: this song to me is very gay. Nudge. Nudge is gay. (Just imagine her and her girlfriend running through a corn field telling each other how much they’re not alone and that they’ll always be there for each other (!))
Perfume Genius - Normal Song
“Comfort the girl, help her understand. No memory, no matter how sad, no violence, no matter how bad, can darken the heart or tear it apart...”
Phantogram - When I’m Small
“Am I underground or am I in too deep? Show me love...”
Poppy - Fear of Dying
“I’m not afraid of standing still, I’m just afraid of being bored. I’m not afraid of speaking my mind, I’m just afraid of being ignored.”
Smashing Pumpkins - Mayonaise
“Mother, weep the years I’m missing. All our time can’t be given back. Shut my mouth and strike the demons that cursed you and your reasons, out of hand and out of season, our of love and out of feeling so... bad...”
The Temper Trap - Sweet Disposition
“Oh, wreckless abandon, like no ones watching... Songs of desperation, I played them for you.”
Tirzah - Holding On
“I’m not shy to say even when it’s wrong, but what’s keeping me from holding on? I’ll be thinking of you even when you’re gone, but what else is keeping me from holding on?”
WILLOW, THE ANXIETY, Tyler Cole - Meet Me At Our Spot
“Man, this must be the life.”
WILLOW - Wait a Minute!
“I left my consciousness in the sixth dimension, let’s go it...”
#maximum ride#maximum ride character songs#you do not want to know how long this took#but it was fun#song lyrics#these are all just my opinions of course#max#fang#iggy#nudge#gazzy#angel#ari#the flock#angst#comfort characters#long post
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Magic in a Time of Need
Okay so I received this request from @empress-writes, and I’m honestly very excited to write it! I haven’t written for Thranduil or anything related to The Hobbit, so this should be an interesting experience. Flashbacks are in italics. As always gif and characters are not mine. Hope you enjoy it!
Description: Y/N is the most skilled mage in Middle Earth, and has chosen to help the Dwarves reclaim their homeland. When Y/N and the dwarves are caught by the king of Mirkwood, the tension of Y/N and Thranduil’s past arises
Warnings: a little bit of sexual tension, references to past smut, mentions of blood. If I miss any please tell me!
Y/N, one of the most well known mages in all of Middle Earth, was stuck in a prison cell with their comrades. Of course, they didn’t mind that they were in this predicament. It was merely a small wrinkle in their journey with the Dwarves of Erebor, and Y/N wouldn’t have changed anything.
Y/N was recruited by Gandalf the Grey at the very beginning of the quest to reclaim the mountain, and Y/N accepted in an instant. They knew Thorin from when he was younger, and got along with all of the other Dwarfs, who saw Y/N as a sister. Y/N understood what it was like to lose a home, and they wouldn’t let the company fall to that same fate.
Of course, now there quest had come to a halt. All of the Dwarves sat in their cells. Some were angry, while others had simply given up. “Come on, we can’t let this small inconvenience dampen our spirits,” Y/N stated as they leaned against the cool metallic bars. “I know the strength that is within all of you. We will get through this.”
“I hope you are right, dear mage, but with Bilbo missing and Thorin unwilling to cooperate, our luck seems to have run out,” Balin replied. Y/N could understand Thorin’s anger towards the Elven king. He had abandoned the Dwarves like a coward when they needed him, and that was one of the many reason why Y/N decided to join the dwarves.
Fili kicked the door of his cell and let out a scream of frustration. “Can you not use magic to break these blasted bars? Surely that is possible!”
“No, it’s not possible,” Y/N retorted. “My cell is marked with enchantments that prevent me from using magic. Funny, they take the time to make something like this, but they don’t take time to save the innocent.”
The Dwarves all voiced their agreement. After a few minutes, an elf appeared in front of Y/N’s cell. They recognized him from the first time they had came to Mirkwood. Y/N smirked at him. “Nirornor, it’s been a long time. I can see that your still working for blondie. How’s that going for you?”
Nirornor’s face remained stoic. “It’s going well. Not that you would know, mage. Thranduil is requesting your presence.”
“Hm, I can see your still stoic as ever my pointy-eared friend. Alright, let’s get this over with.”
Nirornor mumbled under his breath, something about idiotic humans. Y/N knew better though, for they had spent much time with him while they were in Mirkwood last. Deep down Nirornor wasn’t as uptight as he was now, but Y/N figured that he had to keep up appearances.
Nirornor escorted Y/N into the throne room, and they started the climb up the winding stairs leading to the throne. Y/N tried to rub their wrists, but it was much more difficult with the enchanted handcuffs that were placed around them. Gods, did Thranduil not trust them at all? Well, after what they did, he was probably still angry.
Finally, the two reached the top of the stairs. The king of Mirkwood himself was stretched over his throne, his boot-clad feet dangling over the arms of the throne. Thranduil wasn’t looking at either of them as he pretended to be lost in thought. “You may leave us, Nirornor,” Thranduil said with a wave of his hand.
Nirornor bowed to the king and journeyed back down the stairs. The tension in the air was thick, and Y/N began to shift on their feet. Thranduil simply chuckled at them. “How do those cuffs feel, melethel? I had them specially made for your return.”
“Don’t call me that, and if I’m being honest, these cuffs are a pain,” Y/N growled at the blonde Elf.
“Oh come now, don’t be so aggressive. You didn’t complain about my nickname for you the last time we were together. Don’t tell me you have forgotten?”
Thranduil was right, Y/N couldn’t forget about that night, or the first time they had met. It was several years ago, when Y/N was a mere apprentice. Some of the older mages were called to Mirkwood to help the king, and decided that Y/N should come too.
“Don’t you fret, my dear. Everything will be fine, and I think you’ll find Mirkwood to be quite enjoyable.”
Ealdthard, the head mage of Artevor, a school of magic located near the Blue Mountains, turned in his saddle to check on his apprentice. Y/N was looking around at the massive trees and how their leaves danced in the slight wind. “I think you are right, Ealdthard. However, I’ve heard rumors about the king. Is he really as nasty as they say?”
“Well, all my dealings with him have been pleasant. He may not always be fond of other races, but he admires our magical skills.”
Y/N nodded their head. Surely if Ealdthard liked him, they would too. They approached the front gate of Mirkwood, and a tall, brunette elf approached them. “Alatulya, mages of Artevor. The servants will take care of your horses, and I will escort you inside. My name is Nirornor, and I am an aid to the king.”
The two mages followed Nirornor into the throne room, and upon reaching the throne, Y/N let out a quiet gasp. They never expected the Elven king to be so beautiful. Y/N knew that Elves were often picturesque, but they assumed this king would be old and scraggly. Boy were they wrong. His locks reflected in the light of the room, and his skin appeared to be softer than velvet. Thranduil’s ocean colored eyes stared directly into Y/N’s, and Y/N could have swore that they darkened ever so slightly.
“It’s a pleasure to see you again, Ealdthard. Who is this beautiful person that you have brought with you,” Thranduil asked as he approached the two.
“This is Y/N, my apprentice. I thought it would be good for them to travel to new places and experience new things before they leave my side to travel alone,” Ealdthard responded.
“That’s very wise of you, and I hope that you enjoy your stay here, Y/N. I am Thranduil, the king of Mirkwood.” he leaned down and left a gently kiss on Y/N’s hand, and Y/N blushed at the action.
“Ealdthard and I have some business to attend to, but I do hope to see you at dinner,” Thranduil added as he started to walk away with Ealdthard.
“I will be there, your highness,” Y/N answered with a bow.
“Please, call me Thranduil.”
Y/N later learned the reason why they were summoned to Mirkwood that year. Thranduil wanted help with learning more enchantments to hide his face, which had been touched by dragon fire. At first Y/N had felt pity for him, but his future actions filled them with rage.
“Whatever proposition you have, I want nothing of it,” Y/N snarled.
Thranduil glared back at her. “You haven’t even heard what it is. Stay with me, Y/N. Be my queen and a powerful mage at my side.”
“So, I’m just going to be a tool then?! Never! I am loyal to the dwarves, and they are more courageous than you’ll ever be!”
Thranduil crossed the room in a flash, and his hand harshly grasped Y/N’s chin. He forced Y/N to look into his eyes. Anger was flowing off of the two of them, and a mix of something else was also present. Thranduil’s lips were inches from Y/N’s. “Don’t you ever mention those dwarves around me. They could never give you what I have given you.”
That evening, Thranduil had hosted a huge feast to welcome his guests. After they had filled themselves with a wide array of dishes, a bard began to be lay music in the corner. The peppy tune caused the Elves to rise to their feet, and they all began to dance. Y/N, dressed in a fancy outift, sipped wine from their chalice. Thranduil approached them, and offered a hand to them. “May I have this dance, Y/N?”
Y/N accepted. Thranduil and Y/N spun around the dance floor in graceful movements. Both of them were laughing. Y/N was finally starting to believe that Thranduil wasn’t as harsh as they had originally thought. “You’re an amazing dancer, Y/N,” Thranduil commented as his eyes sparkled with adoration. Thranduil knew that he shouldn’t be falling for someone so quickly, let alone that person being a human, but he couldn’t help it. Y/N made him feel happy, and he hadn’t felt that way in a long time.
That night, Y/N stayed with Thranduil. As the moon travelled across the dark sky, Thranduil and Y/N were caught in the throes of passion, and afterwards their limbs remained tangled with one another until the early morning hours. Y/N woke to an empty bed.
A maid walked in, and Y/N tried to cover themselves with the fitted sheets. “Excuse me, do you know where Thranduil is,” Y/N asked the maid.
“Oh, he had to leave early this morning. A dragon has attacked Erebor, and the dwarves are requesting assistance. However, Thranduil has already made up his mind to not help them. A dragon is dangerous business,” the maid stated.
Y/N’s features flushed crimson from anger. If Thranduil wasn’t going to help those innocent Dwarves, then why did he even leave in the first place! Y/N quickly dressed and gathered their things, and before leaving they told Ealdthard the reason behind their abrupt exit. Y/N could not stand by and help a selfish king.
“If that is what you wish,” Ealdthard whispered, “then I will meet you back at Artevor. Travel safely, dear Y/N.”
And travel they did, all the way back to Artevor. They finished their apprenticeship, and travelled into the world as planned. Never once did did they think of Thranduil, except for the few nights when they woke up in a hot sweat from a dream they had about him and their time together. Y/N became the most powerful mage in Middle Earth. When the moment came that Y/N could help the dwarves, they joined with no hesitation. They would get back at Thranduil for doing what he was to scared to do.
When Thranduil returned and learned that Y/N had left, he grew angrier by the second. Tables were thrown, and Thranduil even pulled a sword against Nirornor. “Where did they go?! Why has Y/N left me,” Thranduil shouted in anguish and rage.
“They have gone back to Artevor. They said that they would not help such a selfish king,” Nirornor said.
“I swear, that if Y/N ever dares to return here, I will make them suffer! I will show them what happens when you cross an Elf!”
Little did Thranduil know that his time for revenge would eventually come, and now here his now enemy was, just an inch away from him.
“I may still love you deep down, Thranduil, but until you change your idiotic ways, I will never stay by your side,” Y/N declared.
Thranduil leaned in and roughly connected his lips with Y/N’s. His anger went straight into the kiss, and while Y/N wished they could return it, they shoved him away as best they could with cuffs on. Thranduil’s eyes flashed with fury, and he slowly backed away from them. “Take them back to the cells. I will wait an eternity if I have to in order to have you by my side, Y/N.”
As Y/N was dragged away from the king, they flung their head back in a roar of laughter. “Sorry, blondie! You’re going to have to wait longer than that!”
Y/N was right of course, for hours later Bilbo had freed them and the other dwarves, and they floated down the river in oak barrels. Their journey was back on track, but Y/N couldn’t shake the lingering feelings they had for Thranduil.
Nirornor approached Thranduil for the second time that day. This time he was wearing armor, and orc blood stained the side of his slim face. “Your highness, Y/N has escaped again.”
Thranduil simply smiled. “I know that they’ve escaped. Something tells me this won’t be the last time I will see that famous mage.”
#Thranduil x reader#Thranduil#the hobbit#The Hobbit#Lee Pace#Tolkien#Thorin Oakenshield#Bilbo Baggins#x reader#enemies to lovers#elves#this was definitely an interesting story
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Inside TMI Gang's diaries part 5 2/3
Clary: Dear diary, I ran away with Jace, mom won't be happy, but I have to save my Jace. Simon is covering for me, although that won't last long and mom may go mama bear on him, I do love him though and I'll owe him one. So far things have been weird, seeing Jace get along with Sebastian is strange and I don't like it, and Sebastian is as evil as ever, i miss Jace so much, this Jace isn't my Jace. And Sebastian doesn't trust me I know this for a fact, but I don't trust him either and you better watch your back Sebastian.
*Later*
So Jace's room is the same as it always is, so clean not a mess, everything is neat, but he isn't Jace. We went on a date, Sebastian let us cause Jace would be with me, Jace cam speak italian and hates ducks, I'll have to mention this stuff when he is my Jace again, we stole a boat but that's nothing new from what we usually do, the date was nice but I felt guilty for enjoying it, when we came back Sebastian was occupied and creepy, anyway, we had a talk when I woke up later and he is starting to confuse me, but that's what he wants. I went back to bed and got up again, also Jace can make eggs, I don't like them but can't tell him that, also I wonder if he can cook other things, need to make a list of things to ask him when he's back to normal Jace. We also read a copy of his ancestor's book.
*Later later*
Me, Jace and Sebastian, went on a mission kind of thing, Simon calls us team Evil, we fought a demon, and I actually kicked a demons butt, Sebastian took us to a kinda night club, me and Jace got high, Sebastian told me I have a dark heart and like bitch whatever. Me and Jace made out in the club and uh things kinda got outta control, I am not proud, ok, I thought I saw dead people and passed out, I woke up to Sebastian leaving and followed him, demons almost killed me and he saved me, what is he doing? I lost my ring and can't get in contact with Simon, everything is bad and maybe this is all hopeless, no, I just need coffee, sweet sweet coffee, I need a coffee high *coffee/knife/serious emoji*
Possessed Jace: Dear diary, things are good, Sebastian keeps giving me weird looks when I am with Clary though, Sebastian we are still cool though don't worry. Clary is here and it's nice, I want her to be happy and her to have whatever she wants, I am gonna be so romantic but cool about *sunglasses emoji* I am Jace Lightwood, and extremely smooth and she loves me.
*Later*
I took Clary on a date and I nailed it *sunglasses emoji* we went back home after that and I read to her and we went to sleep, after that we went on a mission, my fire goddess kicked ass, and Sebastian took us to a night club place to take care of evil stuff, me and Clary got high and we did some things at the night club. In the morning I made her eggs, I'll make her eggs all the time, Sebastian wants to discuss evil plans now.
Trapped Jace: *sharpening knives* just wait you little shit, keep looking at Clary like that and I'll stab you, I am gonna beat you up, you shall know my wrath, and I will bring it upon you. *Knife/murderous emoji*
Sebastian: Dear evil diary, what can I say, the fruit of evil is ripe, I have evil plans, I have Jace under my finger, I have Clary now too, and soon she'll understand. Jace will do anything I say and Clary will do anything for him, love truly does make one weak. And I wi burn shit. Also maybe I'll play with stuff as well. *Devil emoji*
*Later*
We got into a fight and Clary can kick ass, maybe I underestimated her a tiny little bit. We went to a night club and I talk to Meliorn and I do believe the fair folk will stand with me, and after all I do have something with the queen, and I know what you are going to say what about Jace? Well you see Jace is my backup plan he has no idea ;)
Alec: Dear diary, still sneaking around, Jace is still gone, Clary is gone now too, Jocelyn is angry and I know why she scares Jace now, Izzy and Simon are something, Idk but my big brother instincts are kicking in. Jocelyn and Izzy went to the Iron Sisters and found out there isn't a weapon to separate Jace from Sebastian, unless it is of heaven itself or something. *Shrug emoji*
*Later* so we summoned a demon, and then a greater demon, what have we become? I'll do whatever it takes to save Jace, but like when did we start summoning demons and greater demons like it's not a big deal? I think we've lost our minds, and we are also now apparently going to summon Raziel, what are we doing, but it's for Jace. Also Magnus does look good in his outfit today but there is stuff between us. When did life get so complicated? *shrug emoji*
Magnus: Dear diary, welcome back to the crazy chaotic would of Shadowhunters, I may have lost Clary, but it's not my fault she can make portals, I see an angry Jocelyn in my future. Alec is kinda weird lately but it's probably nothing, Isabelle and Jocelyn were going to the Iron Sisters to see if there is a weapon that can separate Jace and Sebastian, blondie needs to come back so all this Shadowhunter drama will calm down.
*Later*
We summoned a demon and after that we summoned the greater demon Azazel, the little shit almost told Alec who my father is, and I swear what have I gotten myself into? Oh! Also apparently we are gonna summon an Angel now, I have a feeling we'll all be dead by the end of this, it's a miracle we haven't died already, I have to do research and stuff, also Sheldon saved my cat so I am thankful for that, Isabelle and Simon have something going on, Jocelyn is gone, and I want to drink and drink, cause Magnus is done bitches. But also Alec is looking beautiful today. *throws glitter* *sunglasses emoji*
Izzy: Dear diary, Simon came to me like I asked him to, and he told me about starwars or something, I don't remember the plot exactly but I think they had something called lifesavers???? Or something, also they are apparently in space which is cool, and the good guys win. Also me and Jocelyn went to the Iron Sisters and they said I would make a good one but like bish ya girl needs her heels, idk what has gotten into me lately, but when I think about Simon I feel happy and I get this feeling and I want to spend time with him and hear him talk endlessly about starwars cause he is so passionate about it. *Confused emoji*
*Later*
We may have kinda summoned a demon, and then a greater demon, and now we may kinda be getting ready to summon an angel we are on our way to Luke's farm so yeah. . . But yeah, Simon may die and idk what to do... *Blank emoji*
Simon: Dear diary, life just doesn't seem to be letting up, first Clary ran off to do reckless shit, Jace is literally possessed by her evil Brother and is like a puppet, Jocelyn is mad I didn't stop Clary, but honestly who can stop Clary?!?! — Izzy went off to the Iron sister earlier with Jocelyn before she found out Clary was gone and apparently they can't make a weapon to separate Jace and Sebastian without killing them both, this is the part where that intense action yet hopeless music would start playing. *Nerd emoji*
*Later* I told Izzy the plot of Starwars and she listened and laughed and said it was neat, she said It was neat and even though it is so much more than neat for some reason her just listening to me talk about it made me so happy, she may become a fan *Shooketh emoji* but also we summoned a demon, and then a greater demon and now we are going to summon an angel to try and get the angel Michael's sword called glorious cause it's apparently the only weapon that will work, but I may die so rip, but also please let everything be alright but also I do have the mark of cain it's just a matter of if it works. *Worried emoji*
Church: Dear Cat diary, I come to you with the heavy weight of the most fucking done I have ever been, Jem is still hasn't come and saved me, Herondale is still possessed and honestly I am done, fire ball ran away, archer boy is off doing shit, Izzy is falling in love now too and I thought she would be the one who wouldn't like girl love drama? And Simon is probably contributing to whatever chaotic plan fire ball has. evil shit is probably off doing evil shit, where's that sweet little boy? Gone! Because an ass had to be an ass. Sorry I need to control my emotions, I just miss Jem so much, and these kids are driving me crazy, also Magnus you are contributing as well now,Jem Jem Jem pls. Anyway I am gonna go sharpen my claws and eat tuna and drown my sorrows in tuna. *Cat/tuna/murderous emoji*
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UD/MoM: Of Mummy Men & Bathtub Soup - 8
Chapter: 8/?
Chapter title: Once a CREEP, always a CREEP
Chapter summary: Conrad really, really, REALLY does not enjoy going to the gym.
Author’s note: AHA! Nothing like a supernatural/paranormal AU square on a writing challenge bingo board to stir up some CREEPiverse shenanigans ;P
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All it took was one whiff of the rec center’s stale, sweaty air to remind him why he never set foot in the place. Even at that time of night the entryway reeked of Speed Stick and Windex, and man alive he hoped the sudden dampness in the air was some kind of humidifying system they had rigged up and not a byproduct of all the pit-sweat these muscleheads were generating.
Thank sweet baby Jesus on high that Sam had been easy to find—the creepy (har-har) library wing had been one thing, but he if he spent too much longer here, he suspected he might have a full-blown gym class flashback and those were not the glory days he sought to relive, no sir, no ma’am, no thank you.
“No chance I could talk you into joining in on climbing class, huh?” Whatever slight resemblance to Julia he’d seen in Sam before had evaporated into the grimy, sweaty air (thank God); she couldn’t have looked less like his dear sister as she stood there in her gym junkie gear, only kind of paying attention to him while checking the buckles and straps of her harness.
“Uh, no. Hate to disappoint a lady, but I was born with this wacky gene that keeps me from doing shit like that.” His eyes climbed the rock wall for him—a monstrosity that went floor to ceiling as though tempting the Fates themselves to strike down anyone who strayed too high—and just looking at the thing with its outcroppings of brightly colored hand- and footholds caused his throat to squeeze shut to the size of a pinhole. “Doctors are calling it…oh, what was it again…ah, right, self-preservation.”
Sam flashed him a smile that was perfunctory at best. Warm, though. Oh, incredibly warm. There were a lot of things he didn’t (read: couldn’t) understand about Wash and his goons, but why they’d choose to hang with Sam wasn’t among them. Girl was like a living, breathing ray of sunshine for God’s sake, even when she was clearly none too jazzed about having to hit pause on her nightly routine of spitting in the face of gravity to have this chitchat.
Feeling those PE flashbacks coming on again, he dove right into it. “So I know this is probably weird, me showing up out of the blue, and I don’t want you to go and start assuming the wrong thing, but—”
“I know why you’re here.” Sam folded her arms across her chest as she fixed him with a look he was pretty comfortable calling ‘hawk-like,’ and found himself feeling, not for the first time, very much as though he were staring down the barrel of a loaded gun.
There was a reason he’d saved her for last. Wash’s shit he knew how to counter. Hartley and Brown’s shit he knew how to weasel his way through. Sam, though? Sam was still more or less a big ol’ question mark in the Bishop Playbook. Other than their ill-fated trip to the quote-unquote Mummy Mansion, he hadn’t had nearly enough time to get a solid read on her. There were just…so many variables. Uncertainties. And, c’mon, her reaction to his dimples wasn’t even close to what he’d hoped. He had yet to develop a Sam-Strategy, was the point, and until he could…well, this was going to be an uphill battle.
So he considered playing coy for all of point zero zero one seconds…and then, from somewhere deeper in the rec center came the sound of sneakers squeaking on a sealed wooden floor, and without warning he was back in freshman year gym class, wondering if he’d be able to fake an appendicitis attack convincing enough to excuse him from running the mile. His acting chops hadn’t come through for him then, and he sincerely doubted they’d come through for him now. Whatever else he knew about her, there was no question in Conrad’s mind that blondie here sniffed out Wash’s bullshit on the reg—he didn’t want to press his luck with her.
“Which one was it?” he asked, bracing himself for the worst.
“Ashley,” she said matter-of-factly, and when she moved her hands to her hips, she looked a bit more like JJ…but the self-satisfied smirk was purely a Washington influence.
It was not reassuring.
“Ashley, huh?” He could deal with the deets Ash had spilled, sure. Hartley would’ve played the whole thing up for yuks and there was no point in even trying to guess what Josh might’ve said, so in the grand scheme of things, he could handle Ashley’s exasperation. Her scorn. Her well-meaning but schoolmarm-ish concern. Sure he could. He absolutely could.
“Hey, so, uh…while I’d love to stand here all night and really just waste my belayer’s time,” Sam began, “Is there any chance we could get through this…now?” She shifted her weight from foot to foot as she waited, eventually taking to bringing one of her weird climbing shoes up to her hip to stretch her leg out. “I promise I’ll make this super easy—all you have to do is explain why I should convince the others to do this and we can move on.”
“Because you said you would!” Whoops. Wow. He hadn’t meant for that to come out so ‘let-me-speak-to-your-manager,’ but that was certainly how it had happened anyway.
God.
That was a Mom-voice.
Mom’s voice lived somewhere inside of him.
Wasn’t that a mortifying thought.
Before he had the chance to pretend to be suitably abashed at the outburst, Sam let out a little breath through her nose. Not quite a sigh, but not not a sigh, either. “We did,” she ceded, “But…as I’m positive the others told you already…we don’t really do the ghost thing anymore. Not after what happened up at the lodge.”
He opened his mouth to object. And then…oh.
Oh and then it hit him. “Was it some kind of sex thing?” he asked, suddenly wide-eyed as the pieces fell into place, “Is that why everyone’s being so goddamn obtuse about everything?!” All at once it felt not just plausible but probable, the only real answer that came close to covering the way none of them wanted to go into detail about what had really happened up in the Pines. Of course! Of course! Shit, it was all so clear now: Three deeply, deeply repressed nerds and blondie go up to a nice, quiet, remote mountaintop resort where the vistas were scenic and the hot tub was just the right size for some kind of Dionysian revelry and—
Sam took an audible breath. Let it out. Blinked. “Conrad.” Her tone was flatter than a soda left out overnight. “It wasn’t a sex thing.”
Ah, but she was a fool—a downright fool!—if she thought she could throw him off the scent that easily. “Uh huh. Well let me ask you this, then, Sam…” He quirked his eyebrow fetchingly, cranking the wattage on that good ol’ Bishop smile until he worried he might blind any bystanders with its luminosity. “You say that like it means anything, but, c’mon, would you tell me if it had been?” To show he knew he had her, up went the second eyebrow.
Now, see, he thought she’d probably laugh. Maybe she’d roll her eyes. She’d, in all likelihood, call him an idiot. Point was, she’d do something to shut him up. But no. Oh no. Proving once and for all that yes, this one was Trouble with a capital-T, Sam cocked her head to the side, shrugged, and, without dropping his gaze, said, “Know what? I would.”
“You—wait.” He felt his brain scrambling to find some kind of suitably clever response, but uh…hmm. “You would?!” Yeah, not really all that clever, as it turned out.
That time Sam didn’t just smile, she beamed. “Sure!”
He had to remind himself that whoever this girl was, whatever the fuck her deal was, whatever truth she was living in her heart of hearts and soul of souls, she was, above anything else, someone who willingly spent her time with Washington. There was simply no predicting what someone so broken would or would not do.
Not totally sure where to go from there, Conrad just sort of eyed her warily, his smile feeling a bit creakier with each passing second she didn’t fold. Then, well aware that she and the ghouls would be having a real humdinger of a laugh at his expense when they were comparing their notes later, he made an admission: “I really don’t know you enough to figure out if you’re being serious.”
Her grin remained. “I know.”
Great.
This is just what he needed. This was precisely what he needed. Pulling this stupid, pointless prank was beginning to feel a whole hell of a lot like some kind of test from God—something to ground him, keep him humble, maybe teach him to respect others more…
Eugh, okay, he had to stop thinking like that. Gross.
Still smiling that inscrutable smile that made him think a little too much of Wash, Sam stretched her arms out behind her head, obviously growing impatient. “M’kay, so I can see this isn’t going anywhere, so how about I tell you why I think you want me to try and convince the gang to do this, huh?” She didn’t wait for him to answer. “I think you’re freaking out about your sister growing up while you’re still very content living the carefree life of a manchild, and I think the thought of everyone’s attention being on her for getting married and being happy instead of being on you for being…you is a concept both foreign and frightening to you. Mostly, though, mostly, I think you’re desperate for some kind of human connection that you can fall back on once you ‘lose’ your sister to her fiancé—which, by the way, just for what it’s worth, isn’t really how it works—and whether you want to admit it or not, that means Josh. And Chris. And Ashley. Mooostly Josh, though.”
There were those squeaking sneakers again. He was giving serious thought to bringing back the whole faking appendicitis plan.
The only change to blondie’s expression was a slight arching of her eyebrows, but man it sure felt like she was laughing at him. Quite a shift from the last conversation they’d had; this wasn’t quite how their little talk in the stairwell back at The Willows had gone. What a nightmare that had been at the time, but Jesus now that he was stuck in this situation, he thought he might actually trade a body part to zip back to that panicked look on her face, the stumble in her stride. Not an important body part, obvs, but like…his right ear? Sure. He’d trade his right ear to be the one holding the cards in this convo.
“How’d I do?”
“You,” he said, clinging to his own smile as a drowning man clung to a buoy, “Have been spending way too much time with Josh. That was some primo psychobabble bullshit, I’ll give you that much, but—”
“Yeah, been hanging around the psych building lately,” she said, cool as a cucumber. “Guess it’s rubbing off.” Sam waited another moment, then sniffed. “Not really telling me how close I was, though.”
He held her gaze. “Way too much time with Washington. One could even say an unhealthy amount of time.”
She shrugged one shoulder. “One could say anything.”
It struck him then, surrounded by the grunts of people doing jumping jacks and the distant (though somehow menacing) smell of chlorine encroaching on his personal space from some unseen lap pool, that he was getting awfully tired of others dissecting his motivations. These people were making him begin to feel like the human version of a puddle—shallow enough that they wouldn’t even wet the soles of their shoes if they walked through him. Was he really that much of an open book? That transparent? That predictable?!
“Oh my gosh, you’re acting like I asked you to yank your own teeth out!” Ah, there was that pesky resemblance to Jules again…funny how it seemed to pop out strongest when she was busting his chops. She seemed to be having the time of her life, Sam, like she was counting down the minutes until she could scurry back to Ghostbusters HQ and recount this whole debacle. They’d probably make popcorn for the occasion. “All I said was ‘tell me why I should do this,’ and you clam up like some kinda…clam.”
“What do you want me to say? That you’re right? That I’m just some sort of insecure kid having a temper tantrum because my little sister—my baby sister—is getting ready to go get married? Is that what you want?!”
“I mean, it would be a start.”
He barely heard her though, because now that he’d started talking the floodgates were open, baby, and those suckers only closed once the dam had been drained. “You know, I’m not the one being weird about this—you guys are the ones traipsing around trying to feed me some sort of cock-and-bull story about there being spooky ghosts up in Blackwood—”
Her hand seesawed in the air for a moment, accompanied by a vague wince. “Okay, but uh…the thing about that is that there actually were—”
“—one second you’re all like ‘No problem, Conrad! Thanks for being such a good sport when we acted like fuckwits and scared you when you were just trying to help us, Conrad! We’d be super stoked to help you put the fear of God into your sister’s uptight boyfriend, Conrad! You know us, we looove scaring other people for our own amusement, Conrad!’”
“Is that what we said?”
“And now you’re all going back on it, acting like it’s no big deal even though we had a verbal contract, and—” And then there were hands in his face. Multiple. Two whole hands all up in his face, forming a barrier between them.
“Okay, okay, all right, look.” That was not the tone of someone who had been moved by the plight of another. Not even slightly. This was where she was going to do what the others had done; this was where she was gonna drop him flat on his face and tell him to fuck off and send him away feeling like even more of an idiot than he had to start with. She’d trade stories with the other morons later that night about how pathetic and desperate and lame he was, not to mention how gut-bustlingly hi-larious it had been to send him on his way. He knew it. He felt it in his bones. But…
But.
Just as he felt the last dregs of his hope start to gutter out like candles on a birthday cake someone’s dementia-laden great-grandmother had left out in the rain, Sam dropped her hands and he saw something cross her face. Something awful. Something terrifying.
He saw her smirking like Wash again. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck.
“You’re right,” she said slowly, that smirk of hers tucking itself away into a sugary sweet smile just a moment too late. He’d seen it. Oh, he’d seen it. “It was unfair of me to ask you to explain yourself. We did absolutely have a deal. We did. We did agree that we’d help you out with this, and we should stick to that!”
He watched her, wary. “…uh huh…y’don’t say…”
“Although technically,” dear sweet baby Jesus, she was even picking up on Josh’s fucking speech patterns, “It was sort of mostly Josh and the others who made that agreement. I was still really new to the group and all…so how about this.” She lifted her shoulders in a disinterested shrug before she rocked onto the balls of her feet and back down again, stretching her calves out. “Let’s make this a strictly businesslike venture, then—fifty dollars and I’m in.”
“I…” Conrad froze, his eyes searching her face for whatever punch line he was missing. He wasn’t finding it. The shadow of that smirk was haunting him like the fakey-fake ghosts the Scooby gang kept going on about, don’t get it twisted, but in terms of immediate pointing-and-laughing, she seemed on the up-and-up. “Wait, really?! That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“Fifty bucks?!”
“Fifty bucks.”
Had the heavens themselves parted in that very moment to reveal a chorus of diaper-wearing angels strumming their harps and singing Hallelujah, he wouldn’t have blinked. The relief—the pure, uncut relief—of having such a straightforward way to end this bullshit once and for all flooded him nearly to the point of bursting out of his ears. “I can so do that,” he said as he grabbed his wallet from his pocket. He began to riffle through it, flipping through the bills tucked away inside. “Sheesh, that’s all you had to say! Should’ve just opened with that! Fifty bucks…I blow my nose with fifty bucks, I—ah, here!” Procuring a crisp, beautiful $50 bill, he reached out to Sam…
…who didn’t…take it…from him.
A second passed like that. Maybe two. Possibly even three. Sam let her eyes drop from his face to the bill before they made the trip in reverse. Then, God help him in this, his hour of need…the smirk returned with a vengeance from behind her saccharine smile.
“Oooh…” she said, her eyes narrowing as her smirk grew and grew, “No…oh, oh no…I think you misunderstood me.”
His relief soured into dread. He kept holding the $50 bill out to her, hoping (nay, praying) she’d just take it from him and pocket it. She didn’t. “Uh. Mis…misunderstood?”
She hummed a too-cheerful ‘mhm,’ and motherfucker, it was dawning on him that, new girl or not, she was just as much a CREEP as any of the others. “See, I did say it would take fifty dollars. I didn’t say that fifty dollars was for me.”
“O…kay…?” Man oh man was he glad blondes weren’t his thing. There was no way in hell he was making an attractive face as he braced for impact; he never would’ve been able to salvage this performance.
Sam shook her head and did nothing to hide how much joy this whole song and dance was bringing her. “I’ll do it if you give that fifty dollars…to Josh.” His confusion must’ve shown, because after a moment she added, “Y’know, the fifty dollars you owe him, Conrad? For your bet?”
His dread further morphed into disbelief. “I…that…you…” He watched her grin widen, and ugh! UGH! Oh, he bet she and Wash were real happy together, real cozy. Birds of a goddamn fucking feather. “That was months ago! Why would—”
“Aaand you still haven’t paid up, sooo…” She rocked on her feet again, the rubber soles of her sneakers squeaking brightly on the gym’s floor.
Conrad knew when he’d been beat. It wasn’t something he liked to admit (especially when Wash was involved), but that didn’t mean he was oblivious to it. For a long, long moment he sized Sam up, dropping his arms to his sides. “I should’ve known,” he muttered, “I should’ve known you’d be just as twisted as those three assholes. I tried to give you the benefit of the doubt, Sam. Did you know that? I had such high hopes for you. I thought maybe you’d balance them out, you’d help make them more human. Never in all my wildest dreams could I have ever imagined you’d be so…broken on the inside.”
Her only response was to continue smiling.
Rolling his eyes, he jammed the money back into his wallet and then the wallet back into his pocket, feeling all five stages of grief rain down onto him at once. “You’re absolutely getting off on this, aren’t you?”
“Oh, don’t be such a sore loser.” Sam beamed, reaching over to pat his shoulder in a display way too victorious to be comforting. “Look on the bright side! Now you get to hang out with us again!” Her eyebrows wiggled once, and he knew in no uncertain terms that this stupid plan had been a terrible idea from the start.
“This is what I get,” he said mostly to himself, “When they said karma’s a bitch, they weren’t fucking kidding…”
One last giggle and Sam turned back to the climbing wall. He took that as all the ‘goodbye’ he was going to get, so he turned as well, heading for the door.
“Hey! Conrad!”
He glanced over his shoulder, spotting Sam hooking a heavy nylon rope into her climbing harness.
“Friendly piece of advice? Put the money in a card first. Something cute, maybe with a puppy wearing a hat or something!” Her smirk could’ve cut through glass. “Classier that way, y’know? So you’re not just jamming cash in his face. I’m sure Josh’ll really appreciate the sentiment!”
So this was what Hell was like. He was never going to live this shit down.
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The Great Unknown
Part 23
Words: 2499
Pairing: Thorin x Reader
The previous chapter of The Grat Unknown
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You had heard many kind of stories in your short life, starting from your favourite of Beauty and the Beast to your dear friend Emma slaying her first dragon. And these were not just stories. These were someones history, something that had actually happened. But still, when someone told them to you, they were just like stories. They felt like stories, not something that actually happened to someone.
Your mother, Regina, used to tell you stories every night, even when you were an adult. She even told you about her past, about the bad things she had done. When you were a kid, many people told you stories, like Mary-Margaret, David (when you asked him nicely and looked like sad, kicked orphan puppy), Granny (when ever you were visiting her little restaurant and if she just had time to tell you something), Bell (even when she rarelly told you that much), captn Hookey the drunken master of thee salties waters of them all (he, and only he could tell the most captivating stories from the seas), Emma (with her glumsy way of just saying that she did, because duh, why not), grandpa Rumple and your brother Henry. The last two were your absolute favorite story tellers. Grandpa Rumple had seen so much in his life and he had his own style to tell things, both good and bad side, and he was being honest about them. And Henry was an natural story teller. He could captive anyone while tellings his stories. And it had nothing to do with the fact that he was THE writer.
You had heard too meny stories to count in your life. You knew about war, dragons, ogers, Shrek and Fiona, one true love, the typical Disney story telling of any "good 'n evil" shite, how everything wasn't just as you thought it would be. And yet none of it was quite your story. You were just you, nobody, some sort of an side character of a story.
Yea, you were a daughter of mayor of Stoorybrooke, Regina Mills, and her husband Robind the Hood (infamous steal from the rich and give to the poor -guy), but still, you were not quite their daughter. They had adpoted you, when you were just few weeks old. You had two older brother's, or half brother's, or whatever, Henry and Roland. Your aunt was an evil... sorry, wicked green witch from OZ, who now days was a white which from the Wester OZ, godmother of Dorothy (one of your friends). Your "grandpa" was the infamous Rumplestiltskin, or Rumple for a short, his wife Bell referred rather to be called aunt ("I'm too young to be called a grandma. Sorry, honey") and their son, Gideon, was like a cousin to you. You had a few uncle's from your father's group called Merry Men. Every single one of them called you a princess, and refused to call you in any other name, even when you were a grown up woman threatening to stick a tree in their ass.
Too much information yet? Not too comblicated?
Yeah...
That was your story, your history. Comblicated shaite in a fairytale city, where people ran around killing dragon's, defeating evil beings and what not, while your life was protected and utterly boring. You were not allowed to do anything. Many pople, like the people mentioned earlier, took care of that.
And then came the day, when you could choose the college, or what you wanted to do with your life. You wanted something different, something... well, normal. So, you applied for few different universities. And a new path opened to you, in New York city, when you started your studies as a photographer. Capturing the world from afar and showing it to the world felt like your thing, and far too much something you had done pretty much your whole life; Watching the world from afar while it went on and while you did nothing to it.
Anyhow. After the life you had lived, even after your parent's had decided to move in NY to "have some own time", you felt like a normal photographer, who loved capturing peoples lives in a picture and go on a longer trips with your partner to photograph nature and animals. Your life was normal, perfect and you truly felt like yourself for the first time.
And then you had visited your parent's apartment one afternoon... And the fight that had followed... And then, everything you knew had changed. You didn't know if it was an irony or not, but it seemed that even you had more in your backstory than just regular, boring life. Just, the funny thing was that, you didn't remember a thing what happened to you these past few millenium or so in your life here in Arda.
So, who are you going to blame when you had laughed for the story you had heard from the Blondy, aka Legolas, son of Thranduil, prince of Mirkwood.
"Many things have I heard in my short lifetime, but not a story like this! And when it is suppose to include me!" you laughed drily. You had priefly mentioned to these two elves, that the city you were from was full of stories of heroism and dragons and war and things like that, but how you had never been involved any of those things, even when your mother was a mayor, or the leader of the city, as these two didn't quite understand what a mayor was.
"It still is your past, whatever you remember it or no. When aunt Sarael sent your fea to safe, you must have forgotten your life in here" Legolas said, glancing at you sadly. You three were half jogging, half walking towards the Big lake in front of the Lonely Mountain.
You did feel bad for not remembering, or even knowing what was suppose to be your history, if all what you had just heard was really your history, or if people were just misunderstood and your capability to turn into an animal was just Gandalf's magic's doing. Anyhow, this was your life now, being a daughter of an elf Glorfindel and Guradian-Maian Sarael, a skin changing protects of all Arda. And, apparently, Beorn was some sort of an kin to you. Legolas wasn't sure how, but apparently all the skin changer's were some sort of an descant of your blood line.
"Well, may it be so then. But I do apologie for not remembering anything, or you for the matter" you sighed. To be honest, you felt bad for not remembering and being sure, if this elf was indeed your cousin. You wished there was a way to remember things, but magic and brains had their ways, and therefor, you had no change of just remebering things. Something needed to happend to trigger your memory, and erase the magic blocking your memory. And there was a slight change that you would ever remember your previous life in these lands.
Legolas only sighed, and said nothing. He knew it wasn't your fault of losing your memories of this world. But, Legolas seemed to be sure that you were his cousin. And, then you frowned. He might claim to be your cousin, but the little facts he had given to you to think over and to believe these theories were just that, theories. He seemed to put much weight over the fact that you could only change your form to an animal. For all he knew, it might actually be Gandalf's magic that had caused this to you, not the fact that you were his cousin.
"Hey, Legolas, can I ask you something?" you asked as you followed the two elves down the river. "How do you know I'm your cousin? Do I look like her, or is there something that reminds me of her?" For now there hadn't been any sight of orcs, but Legolas and Tauriel could spot easily marks of a battle. The bodies of dead orcs were dead give away of that, and even you could easily quess that there had been a figt. Which meant that the dwarves and the orcs had had a battle, until the bodies and other sights stopped. Which only meant that rather the company was dead or the orcs had lost sight of the dwarves, or the orcs were all dead.
And after few minutes the prince of Mirkwood decided to answer you. He stopped over a rock, watching a little beach below with a frown. You and Tauriel stopped next to him, you looking up to the blondy.
"I knew her as if she was my sister. You remind me of her; You are shorter than her, but your hair color, facial features, laugh and smile, and...." Legolas stopped and turned to look at you, with a small smile "Above all, your fea is exactly same and as bright and lively and full of life as hers. And there is no possibility to someone have same kind of fea as other has. Even twins share different kind of feas, even if they look similar to eachother" You swalloved, turning your gaze shily from his. So, you did remind Legolas of this girl.
"I... I wish I could remember" you said, still staring at the river. You didn't need to look at the two elves to know that they were looking at you with pity. "I want to remember. Everything. To find a way to remember, or even know if there's a way to remember" Legolas took a step towards you and placed his hand on your shoulder. When you looked up to him, he smiled.
"We will find a way, ressë" he said. You could feel the warmth and friendliness in him, and you welcomed it. Maybe trusting him wasn't so bad idea afterall, maybe all he said was true. You were exhausted and hungry, and slowly you started to realize it. Your tierd emotinons were getting a better of you, and you knew that after eating a little something and a little nap you'd be better and more welcoming in these new things, and maybe even more accepting.
But right now you couldn't do these things. These two wanted to catch up the dwarves, you wanted to catch up with them, catch up with Thorin. The sight of battle had left them, and you, worried that some of them might be hurt. Sturdy as the dwarves might be, one or more of them might still die to bloodloss or poisoning, as you had carefully suggested if the orcs were using poison in their weapons. And since their healer's - Oin's - stuff had been left back in Mirkwood, they had no supplies to bind and heal the wounds. And you weren't even sure, if all the orcs were dead, or if some of them were still chasing the dwarves down.
"There's two possibilities where the dwarves might be" you said. You had crossed a river, rather easily, and were standing now on a beach, where the dwarves had most likely been earlier. There was one lonely, broken barrel left behind, and Tauriel had spotted a place over a rock where "a dwarf sized could easily sit" with pool of blood right next to it. Someone of the company was clearly hurt, and had been given first aid with what they had - which meant a ribbed pease of someone's cloth over the wound.
"The mountain is one possibility, but it is a bit far away for a wounded one" Tauriel mused and turned towards the mountain.
"And they have to cross the lake to get there. They have the barrels, but I doubt that they'd be stupid enough to use them. The water is already cold enough in the river, but the lake is freezing cold. Too cold even for dwarves. They have had to find another way to cross it" Legolas said, seeming to be deep in tought. You looked both Legolas and Tauriel, wondering if neither of them would suggest Laketown. It was nearer than the mountain, and the dwarves probably needed supplies and weapons. And a warm shelter after the ride in the river.
"I... don't think they went to the mountain just yet" you said carefully. Both Tauriel and Legolas turned to you with guestioning look, so you continued: "Atleast one of them might be hurt, so they need healing supplies to get him, or them, better. And, they need other supplies aswell, as I understand that they left without taking anything but the barrels with them. They need a little bit food, clean and dry clothes, and weapons with them. And, as I understood it, there's a fucking dragon in that mountain. And were talking about dwarves here. They would not go anywhere near that mountain without any weapons, even if they might not kill the dragon with these weapons. And if they have orcs on their tail, they might want to get somewhere else than near a dragon, where - if it's still alive- they could get themself killed in a snap"
Something flashed in both Legolas' and Tauriel's eyes, and then they both smiled. You looked at them, a bit confused.
"So, to Laketown we go" Tauriel says, and starts to jog onward, probably towards this Laketown. Legolas gives you encouragin smile and nods to you. You sigh and so the two of you jog after the red haired elf. You really didn't feel like exercising today, but alas, this wasn't a gym class you could just skip when you didn't feel like playing a tag. This was worse than that, far worse than that.
The jog to the small city took about two hours. At some point you had felt like just giving up, sitting on nearest rock and staying there for the rest of the eterinity, but Legolas had offered to carry you on his shoulder - but only if you'd change your form into a small animal. So, you had taken a form of an small cat and on your cousins shoulder you stayed on the rest of the jog.
And, at first you three smelt it - and you only smelled it because you were on a form an animal. A smocke, like when something was burning. Something big. And a bad feeling set on you three.
"Let's hurry, I have a bad feeling about this" you said, and jumped down from Legolas' shoulder, turning into a leopard. You ran past rocks and trees and finally the three of you came out of the mall forest right next to the lake. And then you came to an halt.
It was an early eavning, and the sun was just setting. The sky was colored in orange, yello, pink... You know, the usual. But, right now, the colors were more vivid, more powefull. And there was the orange glow in the horaizon, some kind of steam and smoke rizing from what seemed like a...
"No..." Tauriel whimpered.
The Laketwon was on fire. But there was no dragon on the sight.
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The Forgotten - Part Three
Here is part three of The Forgotten
Here it is in its entirety
The Aquarium
Raphael had always been….overwhelming, the one to leave her breathless, boneless and tied up in knots after a rough session of love making. He knew what buttons to press, the right pressure to touch at just the right places. Raphael was a master of breaking down walls and getting exactly what he wanted by making Aurora realize she wanted the very same thing. This Raphael was no different.
Aurora could feel her heart in her chest as his sinful lips found the pulse point bringing the skin into his mouth and sucked until the blood vessels burst. As he continued to molest the skin in his mouth Raphael’s left hand moved to her backside gripping the apple of ass and squeezed. Aurora tried; she really did, but found it impossible to stop the moan escaping between her parted lips. Memories flooded back as he pressed her into the side of building with his immense frame while licking at the now red mark that spread across her skin.
Raphael did this regularly when they were hers and hers alone. He’d mark her mostly in the mornings when they’d get a few moments alone and he take the first fuck of the day and the subtle mark on her neck would remind Fearless that he had, had their kunoichi first. It was a game the alphas played on the regular always trying to one up each other which Aurora didn’t mind being the object of their attentions. Being on the receiving end of their insatiable sex drive was something she would never complain about. Mike and Don were nearly as bad but they tended to be a little more submissive to her.
“Raphael.”
“That’s so fuckin’ pretty, say it again.” Raphael husked pressing his knee between her thighs to widen her stance. “Why the fuck do I want ya so bad? Like I’ve been starving for years and you’re the only thing to satisfy my hunger?”
Aurora fought with her body as it responded favorably to his impatient treatment. Her hands shook reaching for the rim of his shell and willed herself not to pull him closer but to keep him at bay. She had to get her libido under control, this was not her Raphael. She took a deep breath and pushed; the mouth that was sampling the column of her throat was detached and growled its warning of displeasure.
It was now she could hear his labored breathing as the disconnect from his body allowed some of her senses to return. Even in the low light Aurora could see his pupils dilated, Raphael’s ravenous sex drive was in full gear and his sights were locked in on the kunoichi. She needed to be quick and utilize all of her tricks because despite the throb between her legs Aurora wasn’t going to give him what he wanted and she could tell he really wanted it.
“Come girly, I can smell ya, I know you want this too. And if we’ve fucked before I know ya can take me.” The eager mutant moved forward again his hands searching to reclaim the roundness of her backside.
Aurora jumped gripping the lip of the roof’s overhang and lifted up and out of range of those gifted three fingered hands. Her legs spread clearing his towering height and using her stomach muscles reared back and launched herself over the mutant landing just behind him.
Raphael fist slammed into the wood siding and whirled around with a manic smile widening over his scarred lips. “Playin hard to get huh? That’s ok cause I love the thrill of the chase. When I catch ya I’m gonna make you scream my name and mark you inside and out. That way Fearless will know who had ya first.” Just then the brute stopped his forward motion and blinked eyeing Aurora carefully. “I’m havin déjà vu right now, like I’ve said those words before. But Leo and I have never…….”
He looked confused running his hand over his scalp before clamping both hands over his skull grunting in pain. “God my skull, it hurts all of a sudden.”
Aurora took the moment of his distraction and kicked the solid turtle in the chest sending him back on his shell. With the quickness of her training she moved over the enormous turtle and pressed under his left arm pit and above his plastron to the right of his clavicle, right where she needed to immobilize the deadly terrapin. The mutant hissed in discomfort as his body succumbed to the pressure points and every muscle in his cumbersome frame let go of its tension leaving him helpless to the tempting woman.
Despite his arms and legs useless his lips still worked just fine, “Ain’t you full of fuckin’ surprises. Pressure points, I’ve only seen Leo use those. Looks like I seriously underestimated your abilities. I promise that won’t happen again. That is unless you plan on killin me beautiful.”
Aurora straddled his hips and leaned down settling her elbows on his chest and her head in her hands. “It’s Aurora, and don’t worry handsome those pressure points will wear off in about 15 minutes. I don’t want you dead I just wanna have a few words. You are having déjà vu because you and Leonardo have both had me, but so has Mikey and Donnie.” Saying his name out loud still hurt but the furrowing brows and a grunt of pain that came from Raphael indicated his brain was trying to access the suppressed memories. “You and Fearless would play a game practically every day. It was called ‘Who fucked the kunoichi first.’ It was a game I enjoyed being included in. You see, I know a lot about you. I know you’re just a little bigger then Leo with a slight curve to the left. You have a long scar that runs from the top of your thigh down to your knee. I know that you love your adonis line stroked.” Her right hand disappeared between them dipping under his waistband to find the well defined line of muscle just under his plastron connecting to his groin.
The immobilized turtle tried tilting his hips up into her fingers as they ran the length of the line coming to a stop just before his cock. “Fuck!” his head dropped back to the tar roof and rumbled as her fingers moved down bypassing the rock hard rod of flesh and the hanging green globes. “Ah come on!”
Aurora leaned down ghosting her lips over his, the tip of her tongue darted out running along his lower lip and he leaned up to catch the appendage sucking it into his mouth. She allowed it briefly having her first taste of Raphael in years. She opened her mouth and swept her tongue into his mouth giving him a deep kiss and broke free. “I also know your little kink.” The pad of her finger ran just under the green sacks tracing the line of flesh just under them. “I know when you get head you love to get your prostate massaged.” Just then her finger ran over the puckered entrance and the brute gasped as the soft pad of her finger pressed against the flesh just enough to make him groan.
“Fucking impossible…ugghh…..fuck……”
“I know every inch of your body Raph.” Her hand moved up again and the palm of her hand finally gave him the attention the mutant had been craving and gripped the pulsing cock firmly. Aurora closed her eyes and slowed her breathing, this was getting way out of hand but she needed his attention, his full attention and she had it now for sure. “As much as I want to ride you until we’re both sweaty and satisfied…”
“Please, dear gods, please do blondie.”
“Your boss isn’t who you think he is Raphael. Bishop took you from me, from the resistance and put something in your bodies to make you obedient.” Her fingers slid down to the base of his shaft and twisted just the way he liked it. “And you Raphael are anything but obedient.
“Fu—hck….What the fuck are you talkin about? Fuckin shell, just-t like that!”
“It’s small and metal or some kind of alloy, we’re not sure. It moves around your body somehow keeping you and your brothers under his control. Keeping millions under his control.” Her hand released his cock and Aurora leaned up much to Raphael’s displeasure.
“I ain’t got nothing in my body controlling me. I ain’t no one’s puppet!”
“Oh I know. You’re not one to take orders, at least without questioning their validity first. It was the main theme of yours and Leo’s fights. But why do you think it hurts when you try to remember? Why you and your brothers are drawn to me? Why the name Donnie pulls at something deep inside you? You had another brother but he disappeared and we had no idea what happened to him. It still haunts us to this day. Can you remember anything prior to five years ago? Your childhood?” Suddenly out of the corner of her eye Aurora could see his finger twitch, it was time to leave.
Her fingers rested on his chest and ran over the hard lines letting out a shaky breath and stood.
“Hey, wait! Where ya going? You can’t leave me like this? Fuckin tease!”
Aurora moved off of him and took a few steps back edging the shadows of the roof. “The feeling is coming back in your body and I can’t be here when it does. I’ll be seein you red…” And with that she disappeared from his view and began her escape listening to the roar of her name fade with the distance.
She didn’t stop; Aurora ran and ran bypassing home base just in case he would take chase. She wouldn’t take any more chances; she did enough of that tonight. Keeping to the darkness Aurora slipped below the streets and made the trek to her own personal hideout.
The lair had been abandoned shortly after Bishop earned his edge in the war. The turtles and Aurora moved to the resistance’s hideout to stay close to the news and the help. So the lair was still only known to a select few. Since the five original tenants were either gone or unable to remember its location only Aurora, Casey and April knew of its existence.
Aurora made a trip to the lair at least once a month to make sure everything was running and that it was still stocked just in case of emergencies. Just in cases the resistance fell and they needed a new place to lay low.
The vacant rooms still hurt to look at, Donnie’s lab sat with abandoned machines and projects never to be finished again. The room with the rice paper doors had been missing its owner for the longest. Running her fingers along the teak wood frame Aurora pushed it open and kneeled at the opening. In the middle of the room was a beautiful ornate Japanese table and sat upon it was a green urn filled with the remains of Master Splinter.
“Good evening Sensei, I know it’s been a while since I’ve visited but I figured you’d like an update on your sons. I had a run in with Raph this evening; he didn’t try to kill me this time so that was a bonus. I had to use a few of my tricks to get him to listen but I think I might have moved a few brain cells around a bit. I..may have kissed him but it was unavoidable. “Her eyes lifted to the vessel and let out a heavy sigh. “Ok maybe it wasn’t but….it’s been so long and I was weak. He did have something interesting to say. Supposedly I have been a regular topic of conversation with those three. That’s something I guess.” Getting back to her feet Aurora bowed. “Sensei.”
She moved about the lair until she entered their room looking at the giant makeshift bed. She remembered the day Mikey had suggested the consolidation of their sleeping arrangements. He had been so proud of himself he was simply beaming from ear to ear.
“What the fuck did ya do shell for brains?” Raphael was circling the massive arrangement of mattresses, blankets and pillows. Even though he was a bit annoyed Aurora could see the wheels spinning in his head.
Mikey took a few steps back and rushed his creation grabbing Aurora as he went. Aurora screamed in shock as the youngest hurtled her and him onto the mass with a very comfortable collision of bedding. “No more fighting over who gets to sleep with Rora. Now it’s just gonna be a giant turtle pile with her in the middle.”
Leo stood in the doorway with his massive arms crossed over his chest; his face was unreadable as he watched Mikey molest Aurora with his signature enthusiasm.
“I don’t usually say this but…..” Donnie was right next to Leo but his expression was much more readable. The big toothy grin widened and the genius followed the two into the bed helping Mikey strip the kunoichi of her clothes. “This is probably the best idea you’ve ever had Mike.”
“Leo! Raph!” Aurora squealed mock fighting off two of her lovers. “Are you gonna just sit there and let them take advantage of me like this?”
The two alphas finally found each other’s gaze and stepped from their positions. Raphael rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck while Leo slipped a kunai from his thigh holster.
“It looks like you two are taking way too long to rid her of her clothes. I think you need to let a master take over.”
Raphael moved with Leo and lunged, “Not if I get to her first Fearless.”
The introduction to the new bed was christened with their first fivesome leaving Aurora walking a little funny the next few days. She still found it unbelievable she was once in a relationship with four mutant turtles. Aurora remembered how good it was and how amazing each of them were to her. Something that good wasn’t meant to last. Life could be so cruel sometimes, a taste of heaven before it was ripped from her grasp.
Aurora crawled into the bed and pulled the covers over herself. The interaction with Raph had left her shaken and emotionally drained, something she was not expecting for the nights events. She had nearly given in to his advances and that worried her. But then again the closer he got and the longer he was in close proximity he seemed to lose more and more control. As she mentioned things from his past Raph’s head began to hurt as if the memories were trying to resurface. Maybe she should have given in?
Their scent had left the room long ago but the indents from their shells remained. Her fingers trailed along the massive divots imagining their slumbering bodies just next to her. She imagined Raphael turning to her and his honey eyes opening to find her staring at him.
“Can’t sleep?”
“I’m just imagining you guys here with me.” Her hand reached out and ran her palm across his cheek smiling as he leaned into the touch. “I miss you.”
Raphael moved closer running his fingers through Aurora’s hair gripping the back of her skull gently, “We may not realize it but we miss you too. But I’m hopin’ you guys can figure those fuckin little things out. I wanna come home; we wanna come home to you.”
“We’re working on it I promise. It’s just gonna take a little longer without Don here to head the charge. We’ll get you home; we’ll get all of you home or die trying.”
“Nah Rora don’t do that. I can’t fuck you into next year when I’m free of this bullshit if you’re dead. You need to stay alive and strong cause this isn’t gonna get easier, it’s only gonna get harder.” Raphael leaned in giving her his signature smirk. “Speaking of harder….”
Aurora closed her eyes and waited, but like all of her other day dreams those lips never came. No arms came to claim her. By the time she opened her eyes Raphael was gone and his indent cold as death. Tears began to form in her eyes as she stared at where bulky terrapin had just been laying. She was tired, so fucking tired.
The next thing Aurora knew, she was being jolted awake to the com flush in her ear blowing up with a familiar worried voice.
“Base to White Skull, base to White Skull. Where the fuck are you!?” April’s angry voice boomed in her ear. Just under the irritation Aurora could hear the fear in the back of her throat clawing at her subconscious praying her friend wasn’t captured or worse….. dead.
She must have fallen asleep, poor April had enough to worry about. Pressing the com in her ear Aurora yawned and replied quickly, “This is White Skull to base. My apologies I had an unannounced visit from Red Bear. I was unsure if I was being followed so I took refuge in the aquarium just in case. I didn’t want to compromise the base just in case he had gotten the best of me.”
“Are you alright?” April’s voice instantly softened understanding the code words and knowing she was safe.
Aurora let out a heavy sigh and nodded to mostly herself, “Yeah I’m ok, I must have fell asleep. I’ll return at dawn.”
“Be careful White Skull, I…..we’ll see you in a few hours. Over and out.”
As the com went cold Aurora sat up pushing the blankets from her body. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes she made her way to the kitchen for something to drink.
The genius’s sewage powered generator was still working like a dream. As long as the human race still occupied New York City there would always be an endless amount of human waste. Donnie had figured out a way to harness that power and turn it into unlimited power for the Lair. The lights remained functional, along with all the kitchen appliances as well as the bathrooms. God she missed him.
The fridge was the least supplied appliance. It held perishables and in a secret lair uninhabited most of the time it was unwise to keep it stocked with items that would go bad quickly. The freezer held most of the food and the fridge held water, pop and butter.
Pulling out a bottle of water she cracked the top and downed the whole contents in one gulp.
“Fuck!” Aurora growled throwing the now empty bottle in the trash. “My thermos! Now I gotta go get it.”
Just then a burst of light from Donnie’s lab distracted Aurora from her lost item. In a flash her hands went the hilts of her katana and unsheathed them with a low sing. Her feet made no sound as the kunoichi made her way to the partly closed door currently displaying a spectacular show of multi colors.
She could hear electricity snap and crackle and a low hum of some kind as the light show pulsed faster and faster. As she reached the partially open door to Donatello’s lab Aurora peered through the crack and felt her heart stop and burst all at the same time.
Her katanas slipped from her grip clattering to the ground at her feet. In a hurried burst of energy her fingers found the edge of the metal doors and pushed with all her might.
“DONNIE!?”
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dialogue game part #i lost count
1) "what's up with cardio surgeons and their obsession with cutting people's hair?" (tedzona shenanigans)
2) "I'm in an on call room crying my eyes out because I can't stop missing you. But you're not mine to miss anymore, are you?"
3) "and that's how I learned what ghosting is"
4) "you definitely have a type"
5) "I want to Skype Teddy"
"Arizona it's 4 AM in Germany, leave Teddy alone"
6) "why don't you two tell Sofia the story of how you managed to get banned from the local pool?"
7) "remember that picture I sent you?"
"the scan room one?"
"yeah, Bailey almost caught me taking it"
8) "what's going on with you?"
"I think I ate poisoned cookies"
9) "I get cravings when I'm on my period"
10)"you've never witnessed Arizona on pain meds? then you're in for a good time"
11) "that's my high school diary? where did you find it!?"
1) "what's up with cardio surgeons and their obsession with cutting people's hair?" (tedzona shenanigans)
“Okay, so nobody panic.”
“Teddy, do not start sentences with ‘nobody panic’ when you’re babysitting our daughter.”
“Right, yeah, no, that makes sense. I shouldn’t have started with that.”
“Teddy, what happened? Are you at the hospital?”
“Did you put me on speakerphone?”
“No, I thought I’d just fill Callie on the way to the hospital- yes, of course, I put it on speakerphone you led with ‘nobody panic’.”
“Fair enough.”
“Teddy, talk.”
“So, Sofia may or may not have managed to get some gum out of my purse and then she got it in her hair and I sort of panicked and may have cut her hair and then it was uneven, so I tried to fix it but uh, it’s not great, I’ll pay for her haircut or whatever-”
“Why didn’t you just use peanut butter?”
“Gee, Callie, where were you 45 minutes ago when your kid was losing her tiny mind?”
“We’ll be home in 20. It’ll be fine, Teddy. It’s just hair.”
“... so what’s up with cardio surgeons and their obsession with cutting other people’s hair?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Cristina cut my hair once and if her skills are anything to go by, our poor baby is gonna look a mess. Her poor, beautiful hair, ruined by a cardio surgeon. You’d think all that delicate work would… are you even listening?”
“Um, no, I was flagging down our waiter so we could go deal with the two children.”
2) "I'm in an on call room crying my eyes out because I can't stop missing you. But you're not mine to miss anymore, are you?"
“Oh crap, sorry, I didn’t think anyone was-”
“Arizona?”
“Callie? … um, is everything okay?”
“Hm, oh, yeah, everything’s great.”
“Are you sure? I mean, you don’t have to… I should go…”
“I see you!”
“Sorry?”
“Bailey had this whole speech about who I want cheering next to me and I see you and now I’m in an on-call room crying my eyes out because I can’t stop missing you, can’t stop loving you. But you’re not mine to miss anymore, are you? You’re just… I don’t know, so fine and normal and encouraging and I don’t even think you care-”
“I don’t care? I don’t care? You’re the one with a girlfriend. You’re the one who’s moved on. You told me I suffocated you, that we both needed to be free. So I let you go, Callie. I let you go and I miss you all the time, but you’re really not mine to miss anymore. You have Penny and you moved on and you’re happy and I made you unhappy for so long, the least I can do is step back and let you move on without having to worry about me and my feelings. So, no, Callie, I’m not fine and I care so much it hurts, like it is a physical ache in my chest that never quite goes away.”
“What?”
“I don’t think I can move on from you. I don’t think I can ever love someone else like I love you.”
“You love me?”
“Callie-”
“No, no, I swear to God, Arizona, if you walk out that door… You said you love me!”
“What do you want from me?”
“I want you to stop… stop protecting me, stop trying to be a good man in a storm, just stop. I want you to actually tell me what you feel, what you’re thinking.”
“I don’t-”
“Please, Arizona.”
“What do you want me to say? That I love you. That I’ve been in love with you for years and I know I’m probably the worst person in the world for you and I don’t want to be selfish but I love you and it hurts and I don’t know what to do anymore. Because I want you to be happy, but I want you to be happy with me and every, every time I see you with someone else, it’s like a little more of me dies and it hurts and I am so tired of being in pain all the time. Because loving someone shouldn’t feel like dying, but loving you and knowing that I always, only ever hurt you, make you miserable, it makes it hard to breathe sometimes and I can’t… I should go… I’m sorry.”
“Wait, Arizona- Damn it.”
3) "and that's how I learned what ghosting is"
“And that’s how I learned what ghosting is. Did you like my presentation?”
“Sof, I think you’re presentation is supposed to be on the history of Halloween in Ireland, not on ghosts.”
“Ghosting, Mommy.”
“I don’t think that word means what you think it does.”
“And what does it mean, Arizona?”
“Stop laughing, Calliope. Just say ghosts, Sofia, not ghosting. Ghosting is something else. Something that immature adults do.”
“That doesn’t make any sense, isn’t ghosting the verb of ghosts? So if a ghost was doing ghost-y things, they’re ghosting.”
“That is technically right, I think.”
“No, it isn’t, Callie, and you know it, honestly. Sof, how about we re-work your presentation and Mama will go pick up dinner?”
“Pizza?”
“Yes, and she’ll even get the really good kind-”
“That’s like ten blocks away, c’mon, Arizona.”
“Shouldn’t’ve laughed.”
4) "you definitely have a type"
“So… that was Eliza Minnick… interesting.”
“Yep. Interesting.”
“What speciality is Carina Deluca again?”
“OB, why?”
“You definitely have a type.”
“I do not.”
“Um, yes, you kinda do. Brunette, kinda intense, speaks another language, doctors. Ortho, apparently. I suppose Carina was an outlier.”
“Oh shut up. Erica Hahn is blonde and well, she’s a bitch and I’m not, so maybe you just like blondes. Mark was blonde.”
“Okay, so we both have a type. But yours is way more specific.”
“Ugh, fine, I guess you’re right. You’re the hottest though.”
“Aw, thanks, babe. You’re not too bad yourself. Ow! Don’t pinch me, Arizona!”
5) "I want to Skype Teddy"
"Arizona it's 4 AM in Germany, leave Teddy alone"
(if there was no plane crash, but teddy still left)
“I need to call Teddy.”
“Arizona, it is 4 AM in Germany. Leave Teddy alone. She needs to sleep.”
“No, no, you don’t understand-”
“Of course, I don’t-”
“She said that I couldn’t skate the entire length of the hospital, she said it was impossible, but I was right and I did it-”
“And you managed to sprain your wrist and now you can’t operate for 4 weeks-”
“It’ll be good for Karev. I’m still calling Teddy. She owes me 20 bucks. But we’re not telling her about my wrist, okay?”
“Yes, dear.”
“Shh, it’s ringing.”
6) "why don't you two tell Sofia the story of how you managed to get banned from the local pool?"
“Why don’t you two tell Sofia the story of how you managed to get banned from the local pool?”
“Seriously, Torres?”
“Calliope.”
“No, no, I think you should have to tell our daughter.”
“It was Mark’s fault-”
“It was Robbins’ fault-”
“You pushed me first!”
“And then you pulled me in!”
“Pfft, I thought you’d be stronger, Mark. And anyway, you were the one who started flirting with that woman, even though she had a very obvious wedding band tan and then when her husband punched you, what was I supposed to do? Let some dude kick your ass?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, fine then, Calliope, next time Mark is getting his ass kicked, I’ll just let him.”
“You didn’t have to make the guy cry, Blondie.”
“You’re just sore because I managed to kick his ass while you were curled up on the ground protecting the Sloan nose.”
“It’s a good nose!”
#the rest will be in a follow up post#just so this isn't insanely long#ask games#no post on sundays#anon
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