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going-to-ikea-for-the-fries · 2 months

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It's a Match! || 141 x Reader

[ Chapter 13 ] || [ Chapter 15 ]

Pairing: Gaz x Reader x Ghost || 141 x gn!Reader Words: 1.6K~ Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you? a/n: this is purely self-indulgent. I wanted them to kiss.

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Chapter 14: (B)romance?

After that conversation, things got slightly easier. You found yourselves talking about random things, Simon showed off a few bandages from fresh injuries he got just this past week on a mission…

And almost an hour after they arrived, you were all sprawled from the couch and over the coffee table, watching one of the original Scream movies, much to Ghost’s delight and your displeasure… Which soon switched and turned into your and Gaz’s pleasure and Ghost’s dread.

“Look, it’s you.” You pointed at the TV for the fifth time in the row every time Ghostface was seen.

“I hate you.” Ghost groaned playfully. “Kyle, why’d you tell ‘em I wear a skull on the job?” He scoffed.

“You’re the one wearing it and you wanna blame me?” Kyle quipped as he cocked his brows. He had his arm draped over your shoulders and he used his hand to nudge Ghost on the shoulder.

“It’s making me look bad, mate, it’s the principle of the thing!” Ghost retorted as he snaked his arm between your back and the back of the couch, nudging Gaz’s exposed side with his own finger.

It was the first time that Gaz had ever heard Ghost call him, or anyone, mate. It would’ve made him smile, if the bloke wasn’t poking him.

“Oi! Watch it!” Kyle complained as he squirmed a bit against you.

“You ticklish, Garrick?” Simon quipped with a mischievous glance.

“Will you two stop it? I’m trying to watch the movie!” You scolded them, nudging them both with your elbows, causing them both to squirm, though Ghost’s squirming was much more stiffening than wiggling. “Childish…” You added.

“Not childish.” Simon retorted. “I’m 3-fucking-4.” He replied.

“You’re what?” Kyle asked as his head turned sharply to look at Ghost. “I thought you were 40.”

“You thought I was as old as Price is?” SImon asked as he turned to look at Kyle too.

“No wonder you look young, I thought you looked good for your age because of the mask and not being in the sun all day.” Gaz explained.

“Oh. My. God. Are you two having a moment right now?” You asked them, making them both turn to look at you with wide eyes. “Your little bromance is interrupting the movie.” You quipped with an impish smirk on your lips.

“Oh, we have a ‘bromance’, is it? You wouldn’t talk like that if you had my tongue down your throat like a few weeks ago.” Simon asked with a look in his eyes that said he did not appreciate the joke. But that just made you start giggling and biting your nail.

“Wait, you’ve kissed?” Kyle asked in surprise as he bounced up a bit and turned to look at you both.

“Yeeeees…?” You replied with a sheepish reply.

“So you’ve seen what Ghost looks like?” Gaz added.

“Noooo…?” You added as you casted Simon a glance, which only made him chuckle behind his mask.

“I said I’d let ‘em in due time.” He explained for you as he gave you a little squeeze.

“So, you’ve gotten drinks, eaten dinner, played videogames, had a movie night, slept together… All with the mask on?” Kyle asked, flabbergasted.

“Well, no. I took the mask off to sleep.” Simon replied.

“YOU TOOK THE MASK OFF TO SLEEP?!” You shrieked a bit, which only caused another grin to form on Simon’s face, his brown eyes crinkling smugly.

“You were asleep. It would’ve stank up if I slept with it on, I’m a mouth breather.” Simon replied.

“Ew, a mouth breather.” Gaz quipped, making you both laugh.

“I guess we’re just… not gonna watch the movie, huh?” You remarked as you glanced over at the TV where some blonde was screaming bloody murder.

“Guess not.” Gaz replied and shrugged a bit. After a beat of silence, he glanced over at the two of you again and narrowed his eyes. “How was it?”

“Hm?” You asked with a cocked brow.

“He means the kiss.” Simon replied as he nudged you with his shoulder, his arm lightly squeezing at your waist.

You scrunched up your lips sheepishly and shrugged. “It was good…”

Gaz and Ghost shared another look over your head, silently communicating between one another while stealing glances at you.

“Just good? And here I thought you’d liked it.” Simon remarked in mock offense.

“Right? I was going to say that doesn’t sound very convincing.” Kyle quipped.

“I-” You hesitated and sighed. “Will you two stop that? I know what you’re doing! Don’t fucking bully me!” You scolded them and you immediately noticed the smirk on Kyle’s lips, which you knew Simon was mirroring.

“Maybe I owe you a repeat.” Simon quipped as he shot Kyle a look and then looked down at you.

“A repeat?” You asked in shock as you blinked lightly.

“And I definitely owe you one for comparison.” Kyle added.

“But…”

“But what? You talk that big game and act like a brat this whole time, trying to embarrass us…” Simon trailed off. “I think it’s time we get payback.” He added.

“Only if you’re okay with it.” Kyle interjected.

“Of course they’re okay with it.” Simon added and glanced down at you.

Sheepishly and with very warm cheeks, you found yourself nodding, not quite knowing the mess that you were about to get yourself into.

But, then again, when are you going to have the opportunity to have two blokes wanting to kiss you at once? Mia and Leah would kill you if you didn’t take the opportunity.

Simon’s warm, calloused and rough hand grabbed reached up to cover your eyes and after a second, the other clamped around your jaw the same way he had done weeks ago. You could hear Kyle’s breath hitch behind you, a sign that Simon had taken off his mask.

Then, Simon’s lips crashed into yours, his tongue already pushing its way inside. Once more, your tongue found the metal of his barbell piercing, the cold and hard texture drawing a whimper out of you as Simon dragged it over your own tongue.

You could feel Kyle’s warmth next to you, his arm slightly tightening his hold on you so you wouldn’t escape Simon’s kiss. Your hands gently grabbed onto Simon’s forearms, fingers digging in as the kiss left you light-headed.

After a moment, Simon pulled back, fixed his mask back into place, and uncovered your eyes. “So?” He teased when your eyes adjusted to the darkened room, illuminated only by the blue light of the TV playing the movie.

“Hm.” Was all you could reply with, a stupid little sound that didn’t at all convey how good the kiss felt. But it made Simon laugh, open mouthed, belly laughter, his head falling back over the edge of the couch.

“Cat got your tongue? Oh, wait, no, it’s me.” Simon bragged and you could swear he had a massive shit-eating grin on his stupidly kissable lips.

“Let me check.” Kyle replied and his own hand snaked to grab you around the neck. Before you had time to register it, your head was being dipped back and his lips were against yours.

Unlike Simon, Kyle’s lips were thick, warm, smooth… His tongue was a lot wetter, probably a consequence of Simon’s throat being permanentely dry from wearing the mask too much.

Now that he was so close, you could feel everything. The way his fingers gently rubbed at your pulse points on your neck, the scent of coconut oil that emanated from him, the light prickling of his goatee against your skin, when Simon’s was completely shaved clean…

Simon’s hand snaked down to your thigh and rubbed it lightly as you lost yourself in Kyle’s kiss, your hand grabbing and softly tugging onto his purple jumper.

You were the one that broke the kiss with a gasp for air, your eyes snapping open and finding Kyle looking at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he licked his lips. “So?” He echoed Simon’s earlier question.

Looking away, you sunk back on the couch and scoffed. “I hate you both.” You grumbled, making them both laugh.

“Damn, I didn’t think I kissed that badly.” Gaz quipped playfully.

“I sure as bloody hell don’t.” Simon replied. “I think they just have poor taste.”

Crossing your arms, you glared at them both. “Yeah? Well… If you’re both such great kissers, then why don’t you prove it?”

The two men looked over at you with raised brows and blinking away their shock at the suggestion. Then, they glanced at each other and seemed to be communicating wordlessly again.

“I’m fine with it.” Gaz quipped, humourously.

“Makes no difference to me.” Ghost replied. “C’mere, Garrick.”

Before you even had time to say you were joking, Simon tugged up his mask with one hand, enough to reveal his jawline and mouth, while the other wrapped around the back of Kyle’s neck with more aggression than necessary.

It was the first time you got to see a snippet of Simon’s face and his jawline was just like you had expected. Harsh, sharp like diamonds, free from any type of hair, and riddled with rough scars and a Glasgow smile carved from the corners of his mouth.

Their mouths collided so harshly that Kyle’s eyes doubled in size before he let go and closed them. Your eyes widened as well as you watched them locked in a kiss that was more passionate than I think any of you expected it to be.

As they pulled away, Ghost pulled down his mask again and glanced over at you, while a very shocked Gaz stood perfectly still, eyes widened and mouth left hanging open… Before he shook himself awake from his trance. “You have a piercing?!”

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allisonbaelfire · 1 year

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Him & I

Pairings: JJ Maybank x Reader

Summary: A Kook and a Pogue, can that go well? That was probably the first question everyone who saw JJ and Y/N together had in mind, but the doubts became even greater when you disappeared without a trace for a few days and your ex, Rafe Cameron, tells his sister that you are back together and that you cheated on JJ.

Words: 3,433

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Months Earlier / Reader P.o.V:

Feisty and quick-tempered, “doesn't think before he acts” were the words people used when they’d describe JJ Maybank. I prefer to use words like sensitive, warm, honest, humorous, protective but most of all, love of my life.

“What are you looking at?” He laughed. “I’m giving my best here!”

A light laugh escaped my lips, I noticed my cheeks turning a faint pink and the butterflies in my stomach churning as I watched JJ's attempts to make our campfire bigger, so we could eat the marshmallows.

He lifted his arms up “YEEEEES!”

He came up to me with his hand out and a big smile, turned me in a circle and hugged me from behind. JJ pulled me closer to him, kissed my shoulder and rested his head on it.

We stood like that without saying a word for a few minutes. We both wanted to freeze the moment, time should stand still. The fire was pleasant and beautiful to watch as the flames danced in the breeze. It was a clear and warm night; the stars were out, and JJ and I enjoyed every second.

“Be true with me, you promise?”

I turned around to look at him. I hadn't realized that blue eyes could be such hot fire until I saw his eyes for the first time, and they still amazed me.

If I hadn't known he needed an answer to that question I would have scoffed at it, JJ didn't even realize how crazy I was in love with him.

“I promise but if I ever catch you cheating, I’ll try to cut your –“ I paused as my eyes went down his body, stopping at his pants.

JJ swallowed but nodded, “sounds fair”

He gently stroked my cheek and started to smile. His lips moved, but he shook his head. Even with the faint glow of the fire, I could tell JJ seemed nervous. I took his hand while my other lightly gripped the back of his neck, my thumb stroking his soft blond hair, held back by his black-white baseball cap.

I gave him a soft smile, but it seemed as if his eyes would fill with fear.

“You’re my Bonnie.”

My eyebrows rose, “what?”

JJ licked his mouth nervously and took off his baseball cap, "You are my Bonnie, and I will be your Clyde, you are my ride or die.. I mean, I wouldn't see the point of living on if one of us died.” He kissed my forehead.

I loved JJ's words as he often found it difficult to express what he was feeling, but it also worried me a bit. His eyes avoided mine and he rubbed his hands together.

“And I know we're way too young to marry, besides, “ He stopped and looked around his property, seeming disappointed. “I have nothing to offer you, but I will always be honest with you and keep my promises. Y/N I will love you forever if you let me.”

"Love" JJ didn't say things like "I love you" very often, he showed it through his gestures, he would touch me whenever he could, he gave me such reassurance and warmth even if he was just gently stroking my arm with his thumb or placing his hand on my leg. It never bothered me, even if Sarah and Kie found it strange and often asked me about it.

My eyes started to fill with water, nobody had ever said something so beautiful to me and I've never felt so safe. I was always very scared to trust, but I knew JJ meant every word, every word was honest.

He took my wrist and gently put a self-made bracelet around it, “It has two strands. This thin chain,” He pulled his necklace over his shirt and showed it to me. “Looks like the one my mom left for me. And this with the three white gems is our future.” I met his eyes and he smirked. “One-“ he pointed his finger on the first gem, “is for when I can finally buy you a real ring and will ask you to marry me in a pretty suit.” I chuckled. “Two, is for when we finally marry and all Kooks and Pogue’s won’t believe that someone like you only wants to be with me, and three, is when I’ve a mini you and me, and we’ll teach her, it doesn’t matter if you’re a Kook or a Pogue, when you love each other.”

“I love you JJ Maybank and I’d be happy to be your wife in the future.” He was about to kiss me, but I stopped him. “And I want to thank you, for all of this, even if you think you don’t have much to offer, you’re more than enough and all I need is and will forever be you.”

I slowly pulled my shirt off over my head and let it fall to the ground. My body was bathed in the flickering light of the warm fire and while JJ had seen me hundreds of times before, it was somehow different for both of us this time. He tried to say something to me but couldn't take his eyes off me. Then my hands slid over JJ's chest, slowly down to the bottom of his t-shirt, which I slowly pulled off.

He leaned down slightly and picked me up by the legs. He held my butt with one hand and my back with the other as he kissed my chest, then laid me gently on our picnic blanket.

“I love you” He whispered.

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A few months later:

“What?”

Sarah and Kie looked at JJ with a sad devastating look, knowing how much they broke JJ's heart.

“He told me this morning and I heard her saying his name as he left the room.” Sarah replied soft.

JJ rubbed his hand over his mouth and turned around. He crossed his arms over his head, which slowly sank to the floor.

A few days have passed since the JJ and you last saw each other. It was not untypical that you disappeared for 1-2 days, your parents grounded you almost regularly or took away your phone. Most of the time it didn't stop JJ and you and you'd sneak out the window at night to see him and be home before sunrise.

But JJ did remember that a few days ago you were going to that "Kook-Party", to see some old friends. He didn't like the thought of it even when you told him about it, mainly because he didn't trust the Kooks any further than he could throw them and he didn't like that your ex, Rafe Cameron would be there too.

Rafe and you had a very intense relationship because Rafe was also a very intense but also impulsive person. The relationship lasted about a year, meanwhile JJ and you had been together for a longer time, but the thought of leaving you alone with Rafe worried him still. Rafe had difficulties keeping his hands to himself when it came to you.

Kie walked over to JJ and put her hand on his shoulder hoping to give him some comfort.

“We should never have trusted her, sorry for watching for so long.”

You and Kie weren't the best of friends, which is probably due to Kiara's jealousy, since she had feelings for JJ at one point. Kiara was a Kook herself, but she never trusted you, your family and the Camerons were best friends, which was a thorn in her side, even though she now saw Sarah as a friend, you were left out, but for JJ's sake you got along when you had to.

“Bullshit” JJ mumbled.

Kie took a step towards him, “I know it’s hard but, in the end, we knew she’d go back to his money”

He faced her and Sarah, “If I had a million dollars or was down to ten cents, she'd be down for whatever, I never had to convince Y/N to stay.”

Sarah sighed. “I don’t want to believe this either, I always liked Y/N. When she was with Rafe, she was like my sister and it didn’t change when she was with you and I thought I know her, especially after she told me a hundred times how much she loved you, but fact is, I heard her this morning in his bedroom.”

JJ shook his head frantically, putting on his baseball cap.

Kiara reached out for his arm, “What’re you up to?”

He clenched his teeth, “See, that's my down bitch, see she’s my soldier. She keeps that thang-thang if anyone goes there. Calm and collected, she keeps her composure. And you better believe, she gonna ride for me until this thing over.”

He yanked himself away from Kiara's grasp and jumped onto his bike. A thousand thoughts running through his mind as he pedaled flat out to the Camerons' home.

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Two Days earlier – Kook Party / Reader P.o.V:

“Oh, come on Y/N, I just wanna talk.” Rafe lifted his arms up.

I raised my beer cup at him, “And I wanna party with my friends.”

I swayed back towards the beach, after Rafe lured me to him because he wanted to give me a message from Sarah, which of course was a lie.

Rafe and I hadn't been a couple for almost two years and our relationship ended due to him controlling me and his aggressions. For Rafe it was only a matter of time before I would cheat on him or leave him, although I never even thought about it, he would check my phone, my schedule and if anything seemed suspicious to him, he would freak out. In retrospect I was always able to calm him down and he apologized for days with the best gifts he could find, but at some point, I no longer had the strength to take care of him anymore, because in the end the relationship was nothing more, I took care of him, while draining my energy.

I felt him running after me, but I wasn't scared. Rafe did a lot of things that weren't always right, but I was sure he would never hurt me.

Every step I took felt heavier than the one before. I became increasingly dizzy and light-headed. I hadn't drunk enough to justify feeling this way - something was wrong.

I was trying to find my phone in my pocket when the beer cup fell off. I was going to call JJ, he needs to get me, he needs to be with me, JJ..

“Ah, sweetheart, I’ll take care of this.” Rafe took my phone and smiled at me while lifting me up.

“Don’t” I mumbled. “wh-what did you do to me?”

“You’ll just sleep a little bit, my love and tomorrow, we can talk about new beginnings.” Rafe replied and my eyes shut down.

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Present Day:

My head hurt, at first, I didn't know where I was until I felt the covers. This satin, no, it can't be.

I looked down and saw a pair of gold pajamas that were also satin, with Rafe lying next to me, asleep. I started crying thinking of JJ I would never cheat on him - why was I in Rafe's bed? Where were my clothes?

I tried to remove the covers from my body as quietly as possible. I caught myself stopping to breathe, trying not to wake Rafe. When I finally got close to the door and tried to open it, it was firmly locked, and the key was nowhere to be seen.

“I knew it.” I hissed.

If I had gone with Rafe voluntarily then the door would not be locked or at least there would be a key in it, he must have put something in my drink.

“Wanna leave so soon?” He asked in a smokey voice.

“You psycho”

He smiled, “don’t be rude, I bet you haven’t slept like that in a long time, I remembered you loved those sheets.” Rafe got up. “At least it’s better than sleeping on the ground or in some cabin with a pogue.”

“That Pogue you refer on will beat your ass, if he finds out what you did to me.” I pointed my finger at him.

He smirked as his eyes were walking all over my body, “What I did? Baby, the Kooks saw how you held onto me, you practically clung to me as I carried you home.”

“This, is not my home. JJ is my home.”

Rafe's face formed and you knew the look all too well, he came towards you and pushed you against the door.

“Already forgotten how happy we used to be, that I was your home? If you hadn't fallen asleep yesterday, I would have liked to remind you. But that will have to wait now.”

He grabbed me and threw me on the bed. Rafe got his clothes a blue jeans and a white polo shirt. He took the room key, I immediately jumped off the bed and tried to grab the key, but Rafe was stronger than me and threw me to the ground. I banged my head hard on the closet, feeling slightly dizzy and seeing the regret in Rafe's eyes.

“Rafe…” I spoke soft while holding my head.

He bite his lip, “I’ll be back.”

He opened the door and made sure to pull it shut within two seconds

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“Did I just hear Y/N’s voice?” Sarah asked as she seemed to be already waiting for Rafe.

Rafe didn't know what to say at first because he was overwhelmed with the situation, he didn't want to hurt you, actually, he just wanted a chance to talk to you. He couldn't stand how happy you were with JJ, he couldn't stand seeing someone else having you.

“Yes, and none of your business.” I think we should go to Dad now, he’s expecting us, right?” Rafe pushed Sarah to walk in front of him while locking the door behind him.

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JJ arrived at the Cameron House. He sneaked behind the House and discovered an open window, on the second floor. JJ noticed that nobody was home except for the security people at the entrance. A tree was favorable to climb, but as he happened to look down, he noticed the bracelet he had made for you. He had a strange gut feeling and had to follow it.

He climbed up the tree with ease and jumped in the window. JJ was visibly impressed by the huge house of the rich and beautiful. He was often in Kiara's house, but it wasn't nearly as big as the Camerons'.

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After you fell to the ground, realizing your head was bleeding slightly, you fell right on the edge of the closet. Even though it hurt, you couldn't have cared less. You got up and started pounding and screaming on the door like crazy.

It seemed nobody heard you, “C’mon Sarah, you’re my friend not only this psycho’s sister.” You grabbed a chair and threw it against the door, “LET ME OUT!”

JJ's legs moved on their own when he heard you scream, he ran straight in your direction and banged hysterically on the door.

“Y/N, is that you?” He asked while trying to open the door.

“JJ!”

He leaned his head against the door lock and saw you in the golden Pyjama, then took a few steps back. It was obvious that Rafe locked Y/N in his room that he was so crazy that JJ gave him credit for it, but he wondered why she was even here, wearing this…

“Please, JJ get me out.” You started crying.

His hands started sweating, “Why are you here, Y/N?”

Your eyes got bigger, JJ was insanely scared to trust, he told you that at the beginning of the relationship and you stood in Rafe's room with nothing more than a pair of skimpy pajamas.

“No, no, no, JJ!” You started. “He did something in my drink, and I got dizzy, and I-I fell asleep, he grabbed me and brought me here.”

JJ said nothing, he had a hard time to believe your words.

Y/N slowly fell to the ground with tears in her eyes, understanding JJ's situation. She also thought this morning that Rafe had made her do it, even though Y/N knew she would never cheat on JJ, Rafe had put a good plan into action.

“Cross my heart, I hope to die but JJ, I’d never lie. I promised to be true.”

He looked at the bracelet he made for you and pulled it closer to him.

“They don't wanna see us make it, they just wanted to divide us from the start, and I swear, when I’m getting out of here, I won't let anything ever break us.”

His gut feeling was never wrong, and it brought him to you, JJ trusted you more than anything even when it was hard for him sometimes.

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

JJ shook the door; he was trying to determine how solid it was and if it was easy to kick in.

“Okay, Y/N, go a few meters away and turn around, with the back to the door.” JJ turned around so that his back was standing against the wall. “Done?”

“Done!”

He kicked back at the door several times with full force, and it opened.

You jumped into his arms. One arm grabbed your waist while his other arm held your head. JJ felt something warm and sticky in your hair and looked at his hand. It was blood.

He let go of you and his face turned, “What did he do?”

“Its not that bad lets get home.”

But JJ was not gonna have it, Rafe took of you clothes and touched your body, also he hurt you.

He was clenching his teeth. “Y/N, what did he do?”

Sarah and Kie came from behind and looked shocked.

“Told ya she cheated.” Kie pointed at my Pyjamas but noticed JJ’s angry face. “You don’t need her, let’s leave.”

Hoping she misheard, Y/N walked up to Kiara and was about to slap her in the face, but JJ grabbed her hand first and stood between them.

“I know you only want what's best for me, but if you talk about my fiancé like that again, we've been friends for the longest time.”

Kiara just nodded.

“Fiance?” Sarah sounded confused. “When did this happen?”

You grabbed JJ’s Hand with a soft smile, “Lets get home.”

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„Fiancé, huh?“

JJ had a bright smile on his face, pulling out Rafes Pocket full of money, he stole.

JJ put your bracelet back on. „Now, I can buy you your ring and nobody will ever try to touch you again, if you still want me.“

You nodded and gave him a kiss.

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Outside the house, JJ saw Rafe's car pulling up. He was sure you hadn't noticed since you explained to Sarah and Kie what had happened. Rafe and JJ looked at each other until JJ started walking towards him.

“Really, you psycho?!” JJ pointed his finger at him. “You're already so desperate that you drug her and then hurt her?”

JJ clenched his fist and before Rafe even got out of his car, JJ pulled his fist out with full force and punched him, again and again.

You heard JJ and ran towards the two of them, you had never seen him so angry before.

“JJ!” You grabbed his arm before he could punch Rafe once more. “He doesn’t fight back.”

You were right, Rafe hadn't even tried to fight back. He regretted what he did and from his point of view he deserved to be hit by JJ repeatedly.

You pulled JJ away from him slightly and saw Rafe's swollen bloody face. You took JJ's face in your hands and rested your head against his forehead.

“I’m okay-“

“-But he-“

You looked at him, “We’re okay.” You kissed his cheek and looked to Kie, to keep JJ away from Rafe.

Sarah ran to her brother and helped him up, he could barely stand, and his eye was completely black and bloody, Rafe's jaw appeared to be broken too.

“Get him to a hospital.” You ordered Sarah. “And keep your mouth shut about who did this, then I won't be filing charges of drug abuse and kidnapping.”

“Y/N,” Rafe whispered. “I’m so sorry, I just wanted us back. I love you.”

You chuckled while pointing at JJ, “You see him? It’s always gonna be Him & I.”

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missgavi · 1 year

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can you a gavi x reader where they “ meet “ at a party and fall in love drunk and exchange numbers and that but once they were sober the next day realized who they were talking to over the phone ? if that makes sense :)

yes yes yes yeeeees

pulling away from the kiss for some air, with a look of daze you smile up at the boy who just had his lips against your. he smiles back, one of his hands reaching out to caress your cheek.

just as you’re about to dive back in, one of the friends you came with runs over to the two of you. “y/n honey, so sorry to interrupt you and your ... friend” she says with a cheeky smile towards you “but Sara’s missing, we can’t find her anywhere around the club and we need your help to find her and take her home. Again, sorry to come in between you two but this is serious”

she was right, this was serious. you and your friends had a pact, you come together, you leave together. rarely are exceptions made. your friend leaves and you look up at the boy, his hands low on your hips and his lips still bruised from yours. “I’m so so sorry, but I have to help my friend”

At your apologetic tone, the boy lifts his hand up to your cheek to caress it once again. “hey don’t worry, it’s fine. go help your friend out. here” he reaches out for your phone which you had in your back pocket and opens the phone app.

He types in some numbers before giving it back to you “text me tomorrow ?”

You were too caught up in the feeling of his hands still on you and his confident attitude that you can barely get out an “mhm”

The boy chuckles before leaning down for one final kiss “mhm ?” You meekly nod before saying your goodbyes and go to search for your friend.

__________________

After some final words of encouragement you man up and dial the guy from last night. You wanted to scream when you realised you didn’t catch his name and the only thing you had in your phone app was “chico guapo del club” cocky right ?

Two dials later a breezy voice answers “Y/n, wondered when you’d call” he says, confidence radiating in his voice. Laughing to yourself you respond “wish I could greet you but someone neither gave me their name nor did they put it in my phone” you playfully accuse him earning a breathy laugh.

“How about I take you out ? maybe then I’ll actually give you my name”

You agree and once the time and place is set you hop in the shower and start getting ready. Once you were all dolled up you lock your door and make your way over to the little cafe you were supposed to meet him at.

Arriving there first, you sit down and just as you were about to text him you got there you spotted Pablo Gavi somewhere far way from the cafe you were at, walking in that direction.

Instead of texting, you pull your eyes away from the footballer and call your date. “Quick question , are you FC Barcelone fan ?” you ask, trying not to look at Gavi.

A beat passes before he replies “Let’s say so, why ?”

“Okay, don’t freak out but Pablo Gavi is in the same area as our cafe so I suggest you get here as fast as possible”

Too busy with the man on the other line, you don’t even register the person standing next to you. it isn’t until you hear the same voice both in the speaker and next to you. “You don’t say”

Looking up , you see the Pablo Gavi standing next to you, a cocky smirk plastered on his face. Hanging up the phone, you look up at him and what’s the first thing that you say ?

“Oh fuck you”

Your response caught Gavi off guard and made him laugh “Fuck me ? Why ? I mean, I get why, you’ll get to do that later but why ?”

Standing up, you playfully nudge him “How dare you not tell me you are the Pablo Gavi ?” you ask, a teasing smile on your lips.

Pablo smiles as well, leaning down to kiss your cheek before sitting down across you and waving the waiter over. After ordering , he turns to you “I did tell you, last night” You stare confused at him “Oh , you mean you don’t remember when i told you I play for Barca and you very confidently stated you could ,in your words, wipe the field with me ?” he repeats your words from last night, amusement evident in his voice.

Blushing, you shy away “hey, In my defence i was drunk okay ? now stop making fun of me”

“ why would I ? you’re cute when you blush” he says , another smirk planted on his lips before taking a sip on his drink.

“I hate you” you mutter, a huge smile still visible on your lips.

“no you don’t”

#miss gavi drabbles #pablo gavi #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi imagine #pablo gavi smut #pg6 #pg9 #PG30 #football #FCB #FC Barcelona #FC Barca

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bababaka · 7 months

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Shipping Wars - Bade x reader

The prompt:

Person A, B, and C are famous. Their fame is growing and they are hesitant to come out as a poly couple so they just pass it for a really good friendship. Thing is, the internet being the internet started a shipping war. Some ships A and B some B and C some A and C. It’s starting to do some fights online. One day, they get tired of being asked questions about it and decide to come out as who they are.

Warnings: Aged up Characters. My writing and grammar. Some anxiety but nothing too much. Me not knowing how Twich works. I didn't truly revised it so...

Word count: 3.143

An -> I tried writing in portuguese and then throwing it into the google translate. Lotta work, let me tell you. Nah. It was a valid experience, though.Don't know if i'd do that again. Anyawyas. Love Bade and yeah. Here it is.

You liked what you did.

Entertain and chat with people on the internet who have the same interests, while playing some silly game or one that you've waited your life to play. Was funny. Interesting. Laugh and freak out on the internet with others.

In your five years on the channel, you've created a loyal, funny, and comfortable community. But, well, things started to take a bit of a left turn after the channel's first year.

The shipping war.

And the more time passed, and your popularity increased, the bigger the fight became.

@Yn'slapdog

Jpg.net

Get yourself someone that looks at you like yn looks at Jade.

-> @Thatonetheaterkid

uuuhm i wish! Thats real love right there!

-> @Yn'slapdog

Yyyyes! They are the reason i believe in love!

-> @Beck'sBack

whaaaat? Why? They are not a couple! Stop being a delulu! Jade is dating Beck!

Jpg.net

I mean! C'mon! Look at them people!

-> @Badeisreal

duuuude! Yes! Their chemistry in that movie was just off the charts! And that scene was improvised by the way!

-> @Jade'sbottom

it was IMPROVISED??? WHAT? OMG! THAT IS MY FAVORITE SCENE! THEY ARE MY FAVORITE COUPLE!

-> @Badeisreal

Right? Same! Also, i heard they are going to play as a couple in a new movie AGAIN!

-> @Jade'sbottom

jsjfjrkfkekfjdkdjdk Santa is bringing my gift

-> @Yn'slapdog

...its may…

-> @Jade'sbottom

….Santa is late…

-> @Astarion'slittlebitch

ok. Guys. Take a breather. It is a crime you guys haven't mentioned Beck and Yn.

They are so darn cute in yn's streams!

-> @Imyourfather

YEEEEES! BECK BRINGS YN SNACKS ALL THE TIME! AND EVEN PLAYS SOMETIMES!

-> @Thatonetheaterkid

...i don't watch their streams… not really my cup of tea.

-> @Y/n'slapdog

You should though! There's a lot of damning evidence there! INCLUDING JADE MAKING COMPANY TO THEM!

-> @Beck'sBack

we back at this again?

-> @Thatonetheaterkid

oh, please! Jade and Beck are actors!!! They are meant to pretend!!! Fake! If they played a couple and didn't seem in love they'd just be out of job.

-> @Badeisreal

There's somethings you just can't pretend tho!

-> @Imyourfather

yes. There is. Thats cinema for you.

-> @Theoficialdreamer

What if they are just all good friends though? I mean. They do live in the same house. Maybe just roomates.

-> @Yn'slapdog

...get off my thread….

- Boom! That's how it's done! Pay up, guys! I warned you not to doubt me. I am a god.

You got out of your chair, jumping in front of the camera and computer, which showed the end credits of the game.

"I can't believe it! How many people have zeroed in the first time like that?"

"Few. And now they're part of them! What a legend. Mad respect."

"Look at theeem! Dancing with joy! How cute! I can't even be sad about losing the bet."

Yourmom donated $500.

Spideeey donated $500

"Ah! Come on!!! Really?! Noooooo!"

"Just pay, man. Accept that it hurts less"

"Ugh. Next time, I'll win the bet."

Mastermind donated $700

"You guys should just give up at this point. Yn is invincible"

Damn right i am! - you finally finished your extremely petty celebration. You did an event of ten challenges, and in each challenge, if you won, a group would pay you. If you lost, your subscribers would choose a punishment.

But, you were amazing. And didn't lose even once. Inside, you were scared to death of what they might ask. Your fans were cool. But they could cross some lines.

- So, that was the last challenge, right?

You waited and read the comments until you received a definitive answer from one of your moderators.

"Congratulations, Yn. You completed all ten challenges exceptionally."

Yn'srock donated $500.

- Sweet! I'm buying a new mattress after this! Mine broke.

Before the chat could react inappropriately to your speech, Beck appears at the door, out of view of the camera, but unfortunately his voice is audible.

- I heard screaming. What happened? - Normally, you would brush him off and get back to your stream, but, throwing caution to the wind, you turned your attention completely to him.

- What happened? It happened that I'm amazing and you owe me, baby!

- No.

- Ohohoho! Yes! - Beck joins you in front of the computer, the credits rolling on the screen. The actor's delicate, pretty face contorts, eyebrows furrowed, mouth contorted, and a defeated sigh.

- How? You didn't even like AllSouls.

- Nope. But, a bet is a bet, I did it and now you gotta pay. The chat already did.

And that's when you turn your attention to your computer and notice the chaos in the chat.

Damn it.

This happened whenever Beck or Jade appeared on your streams. Sometimes it could be restrained. Like the times Jade remained by your side, almost sitting on your lap, throughout the stream. Or Beck would join and play with you. Your fans would get used to their presence.

But, well, there were moments, phrases, actions that turned your lives into a complete mess.

This was one of them.

"They are so cute!"

"Ooooh! Bet?? Bet what?"

"BABY??? I'm sorry, WHAT?"

"Bet, hm? The sexy kind?"

"Beck's so hot. Lucky yn"

"Wait??? Beck Oliver?? Wth? Im new someone explain to me"

"They live together. Jade West too."

"And they're also dating"

"Stop spreading fake news!"

"C'monnn! Admit it they'd look amazing as a couple"

"Guys! Stop! We don't know a thing! Respect their privacy please!"

- OK! OK! Let's stop, guys.

Beck laughed awkwardly. He had read the comments.

- Hi, chat. Long time no see.

"Yeah! You should come over yn's streams more often!

"Oooh! You guys should play one of those games for couples"

"You should do pvp. I'd bet on Beck."

- Ok! Ok! First. Stop betting against me. Learn your lesson, I'm the best.

- Cocky. - He murmurs.

You continue, ignoring Beck. - And second, it's no big deal. Just because Beck played a million times and couldn't finish it without dying, he thought I couldn't. Well, you thought wrong, bitch!

-Okay, okay! I lost, you won. Satisfied? - Beck rolled his eyes, but the smile he had tried to suppress gave him away. And you couldn't stop smiling.

- Not even close! - you had plans for Beck. Your back and neck were extremely sore, and your boyfriend had talented hands.

The internet and the outside world were unaware of your real relationship with Beck and Jade. They speculated, of course, but everything the three of you said was the same thing.

"Chat, we're friends. Stop."

"No, no. Beck and I are just good friends. It helps a lot when we play as a couple"

"We're not a couple."

"No."

"Just friendship."

"Are you stupid? Do you need me to draw? Friends!"

"F-R-I-E-N-D-S! We're just friends!"

It was a recurring question. Jade couldn't always stay calm. It was quite common for her to lose her cool actually. She was always like that, short tempered.

You met Jade and Beck in high school. And before you even finished your senior year, you were together. It was complicated. Painful. Difficult, but in the end, everything was resolved. And you have remained together ever since.

9 years later, and here you all were.

You've decided to try streaming. After 5 arduous years, you got your first million subscribers.

Jade and Beck pursued acting careers. And, along the way, they won a few awards here and there. Their goal was the Oscar. And you supported them more than anything.

They also created channels on YT. They weren't active like you, but every now and then they would record vlogs and other stuff.

Jade posts a "things I hate" videos series. And would terrorize unsuspecting civilians.

Beck talked about cars, and his hair for some reason. Both recorded backstage videos, and rarely, about life inside the house.

That was the problem. You appeared with a certain constancy on each other's social midias. Whether it was a video or a photo.

And that caused a stir. Which turned into ship wars.

- Hello, darling. - you threw yourself on the couch, next to Jade, who was smiling at the phone. - what you're doing?

- Ah, hey. - Without hesitation, she snuggled into your arms. - Nothing much. Just seeing how my last video is doing.

- The cover one?

Yep. - She shows you her phone, a soft smile in her face, and her eyes just at ease. - You look cute playing a guitar.

- Well, thank you. I agree. I should play more to you and Beck. - you say cocky. Jade huffs at that.

- Sure.

- Anyways, babe, i was thinking. You, me, Beck, dinner? I'm cooking.

That got Jade's full atention and she stops staring at her phone to look at you.

- That sounds interesting.

- I was hoping to come off as romantic.

- It didn't.

- Not even if I say it'll have candle lights?

Jade cocks her eyebrow at this.

- Kinda lame. Overused.

- Right. Right. What about me serenading you and Beck?

- Cute, but corny.

- What about me doing your and Beck's favorite food, serenade you and make a reference to "the scissoring" at the end?

Jade goes silent at this. And you realize that you had hit the nail on the head. You knew your girlfriend.

- Well, now i have expectations.

- Worry not. They will be met.

- It better.

Lucky - cover by Jade West ft Yn

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Thecurupira

Dude. I was just listening to this song! Definitely adding to my playlist. you guys ar releasing it on Spotify? I MUST LISTEN EVRYDAY

Littleprincess24

At this point they're just mocking us. WHY CHOOSE THIS SPECIFIC SONG??????

Zeldainmasteros34

KSNFKDNCKDNFKDNCKDNCKDK IM DYING JADE IS SO HOT! AND HER VOICE!!!!

Whydidithavetobespiders

That's love.

Look at how they look at eachother.

I rest my case.

Kieranhotttt69

Yn can play the guitar??? And sing??? That's so hot of them ngl

Luke2385

Idk who i want to be. Yn or Jade.

The interviews with Jade and Beck all had something in common. The dreaded question.

- You are a couple in your newest film. Extremely in love. But, what about in real life, is there someone special?

Jade had improved a lot. The patience. Manners. And with Beck by her side, she could control herself.

- No. There's nobody.

- Really? But you are so beautiful and young.

Jade gritted her teeth. Fists opening and closing. Beck rushes in to interfere. He smiles, which many magazines call "the masculine charm".

- Haha. Life is like this. What can we do? We haven't found the right person yet.

The interviewer pauses. Her eyes slightly closed gains a manic shine. They had fallen right into the trap. It was like a predator, salivating at the sight of its defenseless prey.

- But, there are rumors that Yn, a famous streamer, who lives with you, has some involvement with one of the two. Is it true? Jade, on your channel, a cover was recently posted in which you do a very romantic duet. What can you say about it?

But, Jade West was never prey.

- Wow. You don't have intelligent questions to ask so you repeat the same question that a million people have asked? Do you think you will be the person to have a different answer? Do you think you're so special? Well, you're not. And I'm going to speak slowly, so that you can get into your fucking empty head, Yn and I are friends. Beck and I are friends. Nothing more.

The reporter was lost for words. She stuttered awkwardly and didn't know how to redirect the interview, completely embarrassed.

Beck sighs. Jade got better. She hasn't changed completely.

- I think this interview has come to an end. - Beck says. There's nothing he could do now.

The reporter didn't hesitate to jump out of the room. The silence that followed was uncomfortable. Jade crossed her arms. And she stared at the floor. Her leg starts to bounce. Nonstop. Until she can no longer bear the silence, the crushing feeling in her chest. - Are you angry? - she says, hesitantly. Beck sighs.

- No. It's okay. It was not your fault. She wasn't very kind.

Beck lifts Jade's head, his hand gently on her chin.

- It's fine. Come here. - and pulls her into a hug.

- This sucks. - Jade murmurs quietly.

- Yeah. It does...

- Hello losers. Another video. This time we're grocery shopping. - Jade starts talking to a camera.

- Do you really have to record it? It's just grocery shopping. - You asked. Not seeing why she would want to film your outing.

-I want to record so i will.

- Fine. - you shrug.

- Are you guys ready? - Beck comes into the living room.

- Yes. Say hi to the camera Beck.

- …Why are you recording? We are just grocery shopping.

- That's what i said!! - you chime in, excited to see you aren't alone in the matter.

- Oh my god! Because i want to! I don't have to, but i want to…You two are annoying.

- Why thank you. I try my best. - you smirked. You did enjoy being a little shit.

- Fine. Let's go. Get to the car.

Grocery shopping wasn't something you did together all the time. Mainly because someone was always busy. But it was faster when the three of you did it together. Beck was the driver, Jade was just picky about what she'd eat, and you were the muscles(though actually, you were the one who has more experience shopping. Jade just likes to try to spite you. Never works.)

- Ugh. I hate lines.

- We know. - Beck answers it.

- But the public doesn't.

- No, i think they do. You already made a video talking about it. - at this, Jade turns to the other actor.

- I did? Wait. You watch all my videos?

- Every single one of them.

- Uh.

- Why are you surprised? What kind of booy- Beck unmaskedly interrupts himself with a cough, and tries to recover. - what kind of roommate would i be if i didn't?

You thought that save was horrifying. And you tell Beck as much, mouthing it to him. He pushes you lightly, whispering a "shut up", you just chuckle and stay on the line.

- Hey. Yn. What you are doing? - Beck asks. Interrupting you. Stoping you from beautiful and precious slumber.

- Napping. Or trying to.

- You sound like an old person.

- Perhaps because i am old.

- You are only 30 years old. Stop being dramatic.

- Nah. I need my old people nap. Bye.

Unfortunate for you, Beck called Jade and they decided to take a picture of you. And make fun of you.

Though Beck insists you look cute napping like an old lady. You didn't know how to take that. And Beck considered it as a victory.

- Hello, old lady. - Beck greets you in the corridor to the kitchen. You huff, annoyed but also not completely awake. Until a thought comes to you.

- Wait. If i am your lover AND an old lady. Does that mean I am a cougar?

You can hear Jade's booming laughter from the kitchen.

Beck just rolls his eyes and gives you a peck on the lips.

- Yes. It does. Good morning, by the way.

You smile cheekily.

- Good morning.

You and Beck head to the kitchen then, where you see your gorgeous girlfriend still in her pajamas, brewing her black coffee, hair disheveled. Beautiful.

She comes to greet the two of you, though when she gets to you she adds a little jab. Of course.

- How is my favorite cougar? Slept well? No pain in your back?

- Yes. I slept just fine.

You decide to let it slide. You needed coffee first.

Your breakfast at first was supposed to be calm. Quiet. Your phone however does not comply to it, beeping and beeping.

- Hey. I thought we agreed on no phones today.

- Yeah yeah! Sorry. I just. Forgot to… - as you grab your phone and take a look at what it's bothering you and your partners, your humour just sours.

Hundreds and hundreds of comments on your picture sleeping. On Beck's account. Just tagging you. Again. And again.

All fighting to know who was right about your love life.

Honestly, you were tired of it.

- Babe, are you okay? - Jade asks, noticing your change in mood, the frown, the twisted lip, the distant look. You look up from your phone.

- We should come out. - this quiets the kitchen. Jade with a hand on your arm, Beck still with a piece of toast in the air, on its way to his mouth.

- We should just come out. - you repeat. - I can't take any more of the speculation, the murmurs and buzz.

- Everyone would continue, even if we actually revealed our relationship. They would still gossip and be super invasive. - Beck replies, leaving the toast completely aside, and focusing on you. His face is serious. The lighthearted and fun atmosphere becomes more sober and heavy.

You have already discussed this. More than once, but in the end, you agreed that it wasn't worth the hassle, and you didn't owe other people anything.

And here you were again, debating the subject. This time, however, you found yourself unable to continue hiding.

- But, the media never stops talking and being invasive. It doesn't matter what we do. - Jade speaks up. She sighs, looking away for a moment. - I'm tired of having to lie. Aren't you, Beck?

Beck stares at the table blankly, letting his hands move repetitively along his legs.

- What if this affects our careers? - he asks. You quickly speak up.

- It won't get to that point, and if it does, it would only be temporarily. Our careers would recover. - you say, placing yourself next to Beck, Jade doing the same. And you try to lighten the atmosphere. - and if needed be, I can become your sugardaddy.

This makes them both laugh. And Beck turns to you.

- You'd make a terrible sugardaddy. - he says with a slight lift of his lips. Still stunned. He looks at you and Jade.

- Are you sure about this?

You and Jade share a look. You nod.

- Yes we are.

- With you, I can face anything.

You were in the living room. Your leg wouldn't stop shaking. The camera was in front of you. Jade was adjusting the lights, Beck was in the kitchen, getting water for you. It was now. The moment of truth.

Shit. What if you were making a mistake? What if you got ahead of yourself? What if it actually doesn't turn out okay? What if you are judged and shunned by everything and everyone? What if-

- Hey. - You were interrupted by Beck, beside you, placing a comforting hand on your thigh, and a charming smile on his face. - Everything will be fine. We are doing this together.

You allow yourself to breathe. Jade finally finishes the final adjustments and plops down next to you on the couch, while Beck hands you a glass of water. Your girlfriend snuggles next to you and kisses your cheek.

- I love you. - and all your tensions are gone. You melt into a puddle of love for your partners. You were together. You weren't going to face the public alone.

- I love you too. - you reply, completely smitten. You turn to Beck. - both of you.

- You know I love you two.

You shrug.

- It's always good to hear.

Jade laughs.

- You are so sappy. - she says and you smile teasingly.

- And you love it.

- Do i?

You push her and turn to start the video.

- Hey, guys! Welcome! And today, we have something to announce.

Yn, Beck Oliver and Jade West admit their relationship as a throuple and the internet goes crazy!

@Yn'slapdog

Ksjfjrnfjdnssosndkdksksjdksdbdj

@Beck'sback

...i guess this means we'll have to stop fighting…? Love wins…?

@Astarion'slittlebitch

...gotta admit this was not on my prediction chart bingo of this year…

@Badeisreal

Yn is one lucky motherfucker. Good for them. Hope theyre having fun living my dreams T-T

@imyourfather

The true bissexual dream lol

#bade x reader #Jade x reader #Beck x reader #victorious #Jade West #beck oliver #Poly #fanfic #my fics #Beck x Jade x reader

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amazingmsme · 4 months

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Steph and Charlotte bonding over their boyfriends being silly dorks.

Like one day both bros bring home their girlfriend, and it stems into the girls bonding with each other instead of hanging out with their respective spankoffski.

OOH AND-

the two are fighting over which of their boyfriends is cuter. All four are sitting together and the ladies keep throwing out cute things about their boyfriends, like:

"Pete writes me really sappy poetry"

"My Teddy makes me coffee every morning"

"My boyfriend is scared of spiders so he asks me to get rid of 'em if he sees one"

"Mine blushes whenever we snuggle, which is practically all the time now."

"Well mine snorts if you tickle him behind his knees~"

"Hehehehe, mine does that too-"

And the boys are just like "both of you need to stOP-"

KSVWNWVDK OMG YEEEEES! Peter wants to do a cute lil double date but Ted’s like “ok but only at home. I don’t wanna be seen on a double date with fuckin’ high schoolers like some loser.” So they both check with their girls to see if they’re down & both Char & Steph are excited to meet the other! & at first it’s going well but they’re slowly ignoring Pete & Ted more & more until it’s a conversation just for the girlies ✨

But the camaraderie ends when Steph mentions how she “got the cuter Spankoffski” & Charlotte’s like BITCH WHAT YOU SAY but of course she’d never say that, especially to such a nice young lady but she snidely corrects her that she’s dating the cuter brother. & Peter & Ted just give each other the side eye because they both know that this can’t end well. Peter was gonna interject but Ted stops him because he wants to see where this goes. & he thinks Charlotte is hot when she gets worked up

But uh oh they waited too long to step in & now they can’t get a word in edgewise because Steph & Charlotte are going back & forth too fast for them to cut them off & everything they say just leaves them flustered & speechless. & they do protest but it’s just incoherent noises & indignant choking

But then they bring up how ticklish their boyfriends are & both Ted & Peter are like “oKAY THAT’S ENOUGH!” & they have the same blush & everything nxbsmsb

& then Charlotte & Steph mention how they’re blushing the same shade of pink & they both curl in on themselves & hide their faces & it’s so fucking cute & funny because they’re so in sync! & then because they’re both flustered & huffy they decide that they need to test just how similar the brothers really are 😏

Ted & Peter agree that they should never have a double date again meanwhile Steph & Char are like “OMG this was so fun we HAVE to do this again!” “Same time next week?”

The Spankoffski bros never know peace again, but tbh they wouldn’t have it any other way

#asks #fruitee-goose #npmd headcanons #tgwdlm headcanons #hatchetfield headcanon #peter spankoffski #ted spankoffski #charlotte sweetly #stephanie lauter #the guy who didn't like musicals #tgwdlm #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #sweetkoffski #lautski

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polarisbibliotheque · 6 months

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Devil May Halloween - The Samhain Ritual

Devil May Halloween 2023 - The Samhain Ritual, Prologue (Reader and the crew on Halloween's eve)

Pairing: During the Prologue, none. You can pair the reader with anyone you want ;)

Summary: It's finally Halloween and, even if the demons are a lot more active this time of the year, that doesn't stop you from going on hunts - the partying can be done later. Or... At least that was what you thought. Maybe Nero had pretty good reasons to worry about that job after all.

Author's Notes: YEEEEES 'TIS TIME!!!! Ok, a little bit earlier, but I just finished writing the Prologue - if everything goes as planned, I'll write and post Dante's and Vergil's parts on Halloween day/night.

And yes, I know the summary is a little foggy on the theme this year but... I'm really counting on the plot twist at the end, so bear with me please HAHAHAHA

It's based on an ask sent by the amazing @furyeclipse with an awesome idea that I was thinking about for a while and figured it would be a good Halloween theme. I'll answer the ask as soon as I post the two parts on the 31st as not to spoil the fun :3 but thanks so much dear! It sparkled my writing again and I'll be always grateful for that ^^

Happy Halloween, demons, devil hunters and lil' critters!!

Prologue

Contrary to what everyone at the Devil May Cry would believe, it took a lot to get on the Sparda twins’ nerves.

One would never say Dante and Vergil were particularly patient – but, after living with them for a while, they did seem to have an above the average tolerance regarding many matters. Maybe it was because of all the things they had lived, or maybe just because actually sitting and listening to what demons had to say in order to have a smart clap back required an insurmountable amount of patience: no one would ever be able to pinpoint why, but the Sparda twins were able to put up with a lot.

When the last strands of that patience grew thin and finally torn apart, though, it was usually followed by all hells breaking lose. In that department, Dante and Vergil had very different ways to react: while the red devil burnt in an explosion of controlled fiery anger, the blue devil lost control under his usually carefully measured icy rage.

Two sides of the same coin, as you would say.

That day, it took a lot of time before they started getting annoyed by Nero constantly tapping his feet on the ground at the shop.

Dante was lazily thrown at his desk, sitting on his big chair and trying to enjoy some random magazine from years prior that he never seemed to fully end reading. Vergil was immobile, a little too stiff on the couch, having one of his many obscure poetry books in one hand while the other lightly rested over Yamato – always at arm’s length. Nero sat on the very same couch, with enough distance between him and his father, slouching while looking at different points in the shop and tapping his feet on the ground as if he was the drummer of a metal band.

Incessantly.

That had been going for hours. At first, it wasn’t annoying – both twins thought the kid would eventually calm down and stop. But after a while, Nero didn’t stop… And it only seemed to get worse.

Of course, neither Dante nor Vergil would notice both of them lightly frowning at the same time when the tapping noise started to get on their nerves. Still absorbed by their reads, the Spardas didn’t move their signature blue eyes from the pages, but the annoyed expression was the very same.

Indeed, twins. Even if they would die before admitting they were more similar than they realized.

A good half hour passed before they started getting really annoyed – probably around the same time Nero started using his hands to lightly tap on his thighs, using the same rhythm of his feet.

That exasperation started to bubble inside their chests, like a volcano that would soon explode in harsh feelings – and Dante was the first one to actually do something about it.

“Hey, kid.” He moved his sky-blue eyes towards Nero, making his nephew immediately look back at him. Without halting the tapping. “Everything alright? You’re gonna start a one-man band soon enough.”

“Yeah, yeah. I have restless leg syndrome, ya know?” Nero answered in his nonchalant tone as always – the very same punk Dante met at Fortuna. Years could go by, but that big-mouthed angry kid he met in that stuck-up cult city would never change in his eyes.

Something Dante was very fond of, if he had to be honest.

Not a single second passed before the sheath of the Yamato lightly – but sternly – hit Nero’s thighs; with enough pressure to hold them down, almost with no effort from the man wielding it.

“Enough.” Vergil’s words were crowned by the side look from his frozen silver eyes, moving just the muscles he needed to make his son stop that madness.

“C’mon…” Nero let out a huff, rolling his eyes and throwing his head back at the same time, finally stopping the tapping. It was enough to make Vergil put the Yamato back on its place and go back to his reading. “Am I supposed to just stay here waitin’ with ya the whole day?”

“They’re gonna be alright, kid.” Dante closed his magazine, tossing it on the desk and moving his feet down to the floor. Leaning towards the couch, he rested one of his elbows on his knee. “Y/n is one hell of a hunter and your lil’ angel is more than great at helpin’. They’ll be back in no time.”

“Yeah, but what if somethin’ goes wrong? What if Kyrie gets hurt?” Nero got up and started using his accumulated energy to walk around the shop while tapping on his thighs. He had to move.

“Don’t you trust your own training…?” Vergil once again raised his silvery eyes from the book, staring at his son fumbling around and not knowing what to do with himself – the very opposite of his immovable force.

Nero stared back at his own father, aquamarine eyes burning with anger. Dante had to smile and stifle a laugh: he knew his brother quite well to know Vergil wasn’t saying that just to be insufferable, he was actually playfully teasing his own son. Just like he used to do with Dante whenever their never-ending bantering started.

It was good to see Vergil was finally getting comfortable with his own kid to allow himself that kind of behavior. Dante saw that as a good sign.

“Well, last time Kyrie got caught up in the middle of somethin’, crazy-ass Sanctus and Nico’s dad kidnapped her to be slurped into a huge semi-organic-marble statue of world’s greatest grandpa Sparda while your ass was crumblin’ in Hell.” Now Nero was as red as a bell pepper, making Dante raise his eyebrows and side-eye his twin brother. Sometimes, Vergil deserved the burn. “Had to use Yamato to beat that old creep to pieces to get my girl back, so excuse me if I’m worried about lettin’ her go on a mission without me on Halloween of all days!”

Feeling Dante’s not-at-all discreet stare, Vergil’s eyes turned back to his brother right after.

“Kid’s got a point.” That’s all the red devil would say, crowned by a shrug. He loved to see Vergil being more comfortable around his son to allow more of his personality to show through – but he also had to admit Vergil needed a scolding from time to time after all the things he had done.

And his list of sins was actually huge, so there would be a lot of scolding.

“Kyrie is a very competent healer.” Vergil sighed and decided it was time to close his book and rest it on his legs – it was not like he would be able to go back to read anyway. “And y/n is a remarkable hunter. You taught Kyrie how to handle guns and swords. Even if things turn out not like they are expecting, demons would require a remarkable force to subdue them.” His silvery eyes had nothing but calculated calm, making Nero finally stop on his tracks and actually listen. “When you think about things logically, you realize the chance of them coming back safely is greater than whatever worry stirring in your heart.”

Nero rested his hands on his hips, his mouth pursed in a slit while his aquamarine eyes narrowed in their mission of glaring his father. He didn’t want to admit, but that was one hell of an advice. Vergil’s strength relied on his mind seeing things logically and counting all odds without his heart interfering in the matter – which probably was the reason why he survived so long in Hell.

Nero hated when Vergil was right – and specially when his advices were so sound. It reminded him of the father he never had, of the advices he never got to receive to help his life be a little bit less miserable – and it reminded him that even if he was mad Vergil was never there for him, it was because his father was locked in Hell as a puppet in Mundus’ hands, not even knowing he had a son, suffering innumerous tortures until Dante rid him of all that by killing his own brother… Only to survive somehow and drag himself out of all that shit.

It would be easier for Nero to hate Vergil if he only had left in pursue of power and never cared if he had a child. It would be a lot easier for Nero to deal with his feelings if that was the case.

“Verge’s right, kid. I’m not one to respond logically to things…” Dante raised his hands as if he was being held at gunpoint as soon as those fuming aquamarine eyes stared at him. “But hey, you gotta have some sense sometimes. They’re good at what they do. It wasn’t such a difficult job and your lil’ angel has an opportunity to take care of the people who were injured. It’s gonna be fine.”

Differently from Vergil, Dante wasn’t being held hostage while Nero had to learn to survive on his own – at least not like his twin brother in Hell. Even if Nero wanted to say Dante could have done something, could have been a blood bond he so desperately needed, the man in front of him could hide under so many masks but couldn’t stop his sky-blue eyes of showing all the sadness he carried inside.

Vergil could have been locked down in Hell, but Dante was being held hostage in his own mind. Carrying the grief of being the only survivor on that fateful night, and then the heart-wrenching sorrow of killing his own twin brother in order to rid him of the suffering he had been forced to endure during all that time in Hell. The guilt Dante carried in his soul weighted in his eyes and showed in how much he didn’t care about himself. He didn’t even know Nero existed until he saw him for the first time.

How could any of them care for Nero when all of them were lost in the first place?

“Kyrie’s gonna be so happy being able to help other people…” Nero finally sighed and murmured to himself, closing his eyes as if to remind himself why you both left for a job on your own in the first place. “She can handle herself. Y/n can protect them if they need it. I don’t need to stalk ‘em like a vulture all the time.”

“That’s the spirit, kid.” Dante smiled, resting his heavy boots on his desk once again. “They’ll be back soon and we’ll even have time for a lil’ Halloween party.”

“Hmmm. I refuse to wear those ridiculous clothes.” Vergil left his book on the couch, getting up to warm some water. The day was coming to an end and they could use some tea – specially Nero.

“Ooooh, c’mon, Verge! It’s the twins from The Shining! We have to make that happen someday!” Dante looked so offended Nero couldn’t help himself but to smile – even if a little bit. “It’s perfect!”

“You would never find a dress that fits you.” Vergil’s answer was but a murmur, but all of them could hear it very well.

“Ya know…” Nero sighed, finally giving in his family antics. They would never be much normal… And it made no sense for Nero to cry over the suffering Mundus had doomed all his family to just because his grandfather decided to stand by the side of the ones that needed him. In the end, Sparda did the right thing and his blood was paying for it – could Nero really be mad at him about it…? “Vergil would make a great Wednesday Addams.”

Both men stared at him: Vergil with only frozen death in his silvery eyes, dark aura already starting to loom around him, while Dante had the brightest stars in his sky-blue stare, mouth slightly open.

“You’re a genius, kid.”

Chaos would’ve ensued if Trish and Lady hadn’t opened the doors of the Devil May Cry at that very same moment.

“Hey, what’s up, babes? Nero’s got the best idea for Halloween this year…!”

“Well, those ideas will have to wait. We got a bit of a… Problem.” And something was wrong in Trish’s voice: she usually carried that nonchalant, devilish honey tone in every word she said, always with a ghost of a smile on her perfectly crafted reddish lips – but not this time. Her lilac blue eyes were fidgeting, a tinge of distraught in her voice. Dante immediately furrowed his brows and took his feet of the desk.

“Y/n and Kyrie need our help.” Lady announced with a nervous tremble in her tone, closing the heavy door behind her.

The Devil May Cry fell in silence – the eyes of the blood of Sparda locked on Lady and Trish. They had now their undivided attention.

“I’m really impressed we’re not finding any of them stalking us at the corner of our eyes every now and then.” You had your arms crossed, leaning to a building while Kyrie stabilized a man who was caught by a demon earlier – his family waiting anxiously around you, ready to run to safety while you both only promised to go deeper and deeper into the root of all the problem. “I thought they’d be looming around us like vultures.”

“Oh, Nero is probably worried sick.” Kyrie answered in a giggle, carefully wrapping the man’s arm with a clean set of bandages she packed before leaving with you. “But I think they trust us enough to do our job.”

“Hmmm. Nevertheless, I lost the bet.” You smiled in return, slightly sighing. “Guess you got me for an entire day to help you at the orphanage when we’re back.”

“Any help is always welcome.” She was quickly done, smiling at you while the family approached to carry the man to safety. “Go straight to a hospital. We’ll keep on working on this.”

“Thank you! May the gods bless you!”

As the family ran out of the building with the injured man, Kyrie couldn’t help but smile. For years she had unwavering faith in the Order of the Sword, and she thought after all that happened in Fortuna – specially regarding Credo – she would turn bitter towards all religion. But it had the opposite effect: it only made her happier when people blessed her with their faith, knowing it was one of the best things they could offer as a thankful gesture.

Her church might have been destroyed, her beliefs turned to dust – but her faith in something good would never be broken.

“Ok, my dear Cleric, onwards we go.” You got your sword back in your hands, pointing the way so Kyrie could get ready. “It’s quite impressive that a few demons were able to make such a mess in so little time actually. If they hadn’t evacuated the factory as soon as the first bodies appeared, we would probably be here with the whole crew.”

“Hmmm… It’s very interesting really…” Kyrie furrowed her brows, reloading the Blue Rose. Nero wanted her to use it on that hunt – as if having a piece of him with her could ward away any evil. He was always very bitter and rebellious towards any faith, but Kyrie always smiled whenever she saw the little superstitions Nero carried with him. “You said we’re dealing with three demons, right?”

“Could be more.”

“Oh, I believe it’s three. If I’m a Cleric, then you’re a Ranger. And a very good one.” Kyrie let out a quiet laugh alongside yours. “Three demons attacking a factory in town at random, causing so many deaths and such mayhem in less than an hour… It’s really… Hmmm…”

“Weird…?” You tried and she agreed, even if both of you didn’t really agree that was the right word to describe it. Since you first stepped inside that old building, it seemed something wasn’t right – but neither of you could quite point out what it was. “Yeah, I have to agree with you… If it was just a bunch of bloodthirsty demons, they would be spreading out to the city already and there would be so much more than just three.”

“And if there were more, the body count would be higher.” Her answer was somber: Kyrie never enjoyed thinking about human casualties, and that’s why her job was always to heal and help the injured. “So…”

“What gives?” You complimented her phrase, making Kyrie agree with her head – slowly, still thinking about it. “Also, we have many hunters in our party. Dante is one hell of a tracker as well, even if he tries to pretend he’s always winging it.”

“Oh, but Dante would definitely be a hunter Bard.” She laughed in response, making you snort right after. You could see that. Dante was a depressed Bard, hunting demons and going into fire fueled demon rage, but a Bard nonetheless. “And Vergil would be our very own Necromancer.”

“Scaring everyone who came in contact with us, be with his eyes or the spirit of the dead.” You answered as if you were narrating an advertisement of Necromancers on the TV – Kyrie giggled more than she thought she would. “It’s very fitting though. And Nero…”

You both exchanged looks, as if you could read each other’s minds – already laughing upon knowing what the answer would be.

“Rebel Paladin.” As you said in unison, your laughs echoed slightly through the factory. Imagining what each one of you would be in a Dungeons and Dragons game was something you and Kyrie would discuss quite often since you found out she was interested in it, but never really had the chance to play it. You wanted to start a campaign together, but whenever she had time, you were out on a hunt, and whenever you had time, she was busy with the orphanage.

Suddenly, you raised your hand so your laughs would come to a halt. Kyrie paid attention to your surroundings, only to hear what it seemed to be distorted voices coming from the patio outside the factory. Taking one of your fingers to your lips, you signaled her to be silent as you slowly walked towards the noise.

Reaching one of the big windows inside the building, you had a good view of the patio. Three humanoid demons – but still a lot taller than normal people, with leathery skin, distorted proportions, horned heads and sharp teeth – licked the blood from their fingers, tossing dismembered human bodies in the distance. You and Kyrie remained silent, crouching by the window, only the very top of your heads visible: enough so you could see what was going on.

“Master will probably have to wait for another Samhain.” One of them scoffed the words, voice drenching in disdain.

“We have our orders. They will show up.” The tallest demon, a little different and more menacing, had only anger in his tone. That discussion probably had been going for some time. “And when they do, our job is over.”

“Perhaps we didn’t kill enough…” The third demon had a wide smile on its hundred rows of sharp teeth. “Perhaps if we spill more blood, they will be here quicker.”

“You fool.” The leader of the group almost growled in response. “Humans aren’t summoned by spells and blood like us. They are weak little creatures that take forever to do at least one thing.”

“Then why Master needs them so much?! Two even!” The first demon rolled its eerily white eyes, clearly bored with the waiting stage of their mission. “They are meek things, the only thing they are good for is food.”

“Because those are different.” The leader now let a roar tear trough its words. “And they are exactly what Master needs for the ritual. No more, no less.”

“If Mundus wasn’t so stupid, he would have succeeded in it.” The second demon scoffed once again, shaking its head. You and Kyrie exchanged quick looks. “But he always wanted to bite more than he could chew.”

“He thought he could bend the rules.” The leader crossed its deformed arms, spiky skin scratching against each other. “No one can. Not even the strongest of us. He ignored the rituals that could’ve made him stronger before trying to subdue all into his rule.”

“He underestimated the blood of Sparda. That was the reason for his demise.” You walked into the patio, silver sword bright in your hand. You had heard enough – and maybe Dante or probably Vergil would know what kind of Samhain ritual they were talking about. It was time to send them back to Hell; Kyrie could watch it safely from inside the factory.

“Oh… A hunter.” The leader smiled devilishly, receiving an approving look from the other two. That already made your heart a little suspicious: it wasn’t a normal reaction. “And a Sparda defender, nonetheless.”

“I defend the ones who carry his legacy. Your power could never get even close to what they carry.” You raised your head with pride, a ghost of a smile coloring your lips. “And neither did Mundus.”

“My, my, so you know the blood of Sparda…?” The third demon approached with its hundred rows of sharp fangs dripping blood, ready to attack. You tried not to react to its phrase, even if you wanted to furrow your brows in confusion. Why did that matter…? “It’s true, then? That they fell for human whores like that filthy traitor before them?”

“You know, I wouldn’t mind you talking about me like that…” You sighed, crossing your arms, trying to retain a little control over the conversation – even if something inside you screamed the odds were not in your favor. “But no one refers to my Cleric with such dirty words.”

She didn’t want to, but Kyrie had to muffle a little giggle. She would always be impressed how all of you hunters – including Lady and Trish, not only Nero’s family and you – could banter and give demons smart answers, seemingly fearlessly.

“You have someone else with you, then…? A non-hunter…?” The first demon approached slowly, spreading its claws in the same rhythm as its steps.

That was almost like a red light appearing inside your mind. They didn’t know. They saw you – and only you – but they didn’t know about Kyrie. And now, it seemed like they were even more interested on the fact you were there together.

Two humans for their Master. They could have taken anyone in that factory, but they were waiting. At first, you and Kyrie thought they were waiting for anyone in the crew outside Trish, but now… You had your doubts. Many doubts.

Without words, you plunged in a surprise attack that managed to cut the side of the third demon’s mouth, making it even wider while it screeched in pain. That was enough to put an end to that conversation – and, as soon as you could, you would turn around to Kyrie and signal her to run.

As she watched you from inside the building, Kyrie tried to think what to do. She knew you were more than capable of killing those three demons in a moderately quick fight, but that conversation was enough to spark restlessness in her heart.

And before she could do anything and you could tell her to go, Kyrie felt a leathery clawed hand tightly covering her mouth, squeezing her soft skin until it hurt.

“Don’t even try to run, or we will gut you and your friend right here, right now.”

Her hazelnut eyes turned to the patio in despair, trying to find yours while you viciously fought to slay all those demons.

As soon as you saw her being carried towards the patio by another menacing demon, you immediately did what they commanded you to do: stop resisting and drop your weapons or else they would drop Kyrie’s blood.

She closed her eyes in regret as she heard the metallic sound of your silver sword hitting the floor.

“When the people in town told us they were there, we figured to drop by and say hello.” Lady had her hands resting on her waist, standing in front of the shop’s desk while the Spardas surrounded her and Trish. “Our job was fast and easy, and it would be nice seeing how Kyrie was holding up… But when we got to the factory, we knew something was wrong.”

“What happened?! Just say it already!” And if Nero was a pile of nerves before, now he was beyond any logic.

“I got up on the roofs, Lady crossed the factory inside. There was nothing.” Trish took over, crossing her arms and having her slim eyebrows furrowed in worry. “I got to the patio where I was hearing some voices. There were four demons: one was a leader of three lesser demons, but they weren’t doing anything. I saw Lady hiding inside the factory and watching things from the windows, but everything was… Weirdly calm.”

“Kyrie and y/n were being held hostages. Kyrie tried to fight and let go, but y/n… Nothing.” Lady noticed how Dante and Vergil immediately frowned upon hearing that. It wasn’t like you to be allowed to be taken by demons without a fight. “Their weapons were on the floor. One of them said if y/n even tried to move, they would cut Kyrie’s throat.”

“Fuck…! I knew I should’ve gone with them!” Nero almost threw his arms up in exasperation, starting to roam around the room once again. This was killing him. He wanted to give Kyrie all the space she needed, but after Fortuna… He couldn’t bear the thought of losing her. “What about y/n?!”

“That’s why they didn’t move.” Trish’s cold lilac blue eyes immediately turned to Nero. “Head held high as always, but not a single move.”

“And then? Did ya try to do somethin’?” Dante was on the brink on understanding Nero on a soul level – he himself was almost getting up from his big chair to prance around the room and blow off some steam.

“We tried…” Lady’s voice carried a regret he only heard when they were teens and met for the first time, so many years ago. Back then, she had a lot more bitterness rather than pure rage. “We tried to signal some things and plan something, but…”

“Hell Generals.” Trish cut Lady’s words, making Vergil immediately stiffen up, frozen eyes staring her with a sharp edge. “Two Hell Generals. I don’t know how, but they managed to get to the human world. One of them was their ‘master’ while the other must have had some sort of deal with the first.

“Which Generals…?”

“You think you know them?” Lady had to admit she was a little shocked. Trish was usually the encyclopedia of famous demons in Hell, given the fact she was literally born there. She knew the Generals, but not all of them.

“I spent enough time in Hell to know most of its worst.” And to say his eyes could cut was an understatement. “Everyone wanted the chance to torture the son of the 'filthy traitor Sparda'.”

The Devil May Cry fell in silence for a couple of seconds. Everyone knew Vergil hadn’t had it easy during his time in Hell, but he rarely talked about it – and when he did, it was usually followed by chills down their spines.

“Erlach and Orcus.” Trish finally raised her voice among that silence, making Vergil close his eyes. “Erlach was the lesser demons’ master, Orcus was the one who had an arrangement with him.”

“Indeed… Two of the worst.” Vergil opened his eyes once more, carrying even more rage than before.

“And what did they want?” Dante shook his head, sighing quickly. He thought they would be able to have a peaceful Halloween. “They were holdin’ them, so they must’ve wanted somethin’.”

“Yes, they talked about a ritual. The ‘Samhain ritual’ as far as I could hear, but I have no idea what that is.” Lady turned her bicolored eyes to Trish – after all, she must’ve known what they meant by that.

“The Samhain ritual is written in books in Hell but no one knows if it really is true. No demon ever tried it, apart from the ones of legend.” The demon rested her hands on her waist, sighing right after. “It’s a ritual to gain power, said to elevate a demon’s status. If it was made by a General, they would easily rise to Mundus’ status.”

“Ok, so not good at all, that’s what you mean.” Nero placed his hands on Dante’s desk, leaning on it and finally stopping his roaming around. “Why do they need Kyrie and y/n? Their blood? Their souls? Why didn’t you interrupt them?!”

“Well, when I heard what they said before completely disappearing I took some time to make sure I wasn’t hearing things, kid!” Lady now looked as furious as Nero, trying to get him to respect her again as he always did. “I thought I heard it wrong and then they were gone! It happened too fast!”

“What did they say?!” The three Spardas talked at the very same time; different voice tones, but indeed, a family.

“To get the wedding ready.”

Trish’s words fell among them like a ton of bricks. Nero had disgust and confusion written all over his face, seemingly trying to make sense of it – just like Lady when she heard it for the first time, making sure they didn’t get it wrong. Dante had his eyebrows furrowed and mouth slightly open, but eyes filled with rage and shock. Vergil looked like he had swallowed an entire book and it was now stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, while his face tried to maintain some dignity.

Until the three managed to blurt out the exact same phrase.

“What the fuck?!”

That was going to be one hell of a Halloween.

To Be Continued....

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The Ball 💚

When Headmaster Black spoke about the upcoming ball during an assembly it seemed the hall started chattering about it again amongst themselves, Sebastian couldn't help but glance over at MC who was sat talking to another Slytherin student, he bit his lip in thought, before being interrupted by Ominis.

Ominis: Penny for your thoughts? You're very quiet..

Sebastian: Oh! Erm, just thinking about the ball.

Ominis: Have you asked MC yet?

Sebastian: *turns to Ominis, putting a hand on his shoulder* Ominis shhh.

Ominis: *chuckles* Well its a week away and you still havnt asked them..What if someone else gets there first hmm?

Sebastian: Pfft, MC would of said by now if they'd been asked..

Ominis: I heard Garreth was planning to ask them *smirks* so you NEED to be quick..

Sebastian: *furrows his brows* Tell me you're joking?

Ominis: tick tock tick tock Sebastian *chuckles*

He felt his heart sank a little hearing those words, before anger set in instead, he scanned over looking for Garreth, catching him looking over at MC, he gritted his teeth subtly and stood, he messed with his hair and brushed himself down before wandering over to MC.

MC: Hey Sebastian *smiles*

Sebastian: Come with me a moment.

He took MC's hand, pulling them towards the doors to outside.

MC: Oof, Sebastian? Where are we going? Another wild goose chase for something? *giggles*

Sebastian: No no, not this time.

Once outside, Sebastian looked at them, and let out a sigh.

Sebastian: Listen, You know the..Erm..The thing.

MC: Thing?

Sebastian: ...Ball.

MC: Yeeeees? What about it?

Sebastian: *trying to play it cool, folding his arms acting unbothered* Anyone asked you yet?

MC: Actually, no as a matter of fact.

Sebastian: Well..I mean, we could go together if you want, to stop people from bugging you if you DO get asked, you can just tell them you're going with me. But you know, whatever.

MC: ...Are you trying to ask me to go to the ball with you? Because if you are, that wasn't a very sweet way of asking me *laughs*

Sebastian then felt stupid and annoyed that he'd been so nonchalant and casual about it, like he was asking them as a friend if they found nobody else. When he KNEW deep down that's not how it was.

Sebastian: Fine, have it your way..*takes in a breath* MC?

MC: Yeeees?

Sebastian: Will you..Go..To the ball..With me?

MC: Yes *smiles*

Sebastian was shocked for a moment, his face perked up and his eyes widened, before he cleared his throat and calmed his very obvious excitable expression down..

Sebastian: Great..Excellent..I erm, I look forward to it. *smiles*

MC: Me too, speak to you later then *gives him a playful look and walks off*

Sebastian could of turned around and punched the air after that moment, but he tried to keep himself calm, he wandered off back to the hall, a small smile on his face.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy drabbles #hogwarts legacy headcanons #headcanon #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow headcanon #drabble #drabbles

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naffeclipse · 11 months

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I’m literally shaking after reading chapter 18, I’m not kidding! All of it shook me to the core!

I have the most intense shivers and goosebumps rn I swear!!

Get ready for more of me reacting to some of my most favorite bits from the fic~ (there are WAY more, but this would be way too long and messy if I included all of them :'p)

“The detector was right all along; there is a cryptid right on top of me.”

Moon stares at you before your words bounce back and set your face on fire.

“I mean, here!” you start, scrambling, “close in proximity—”

Oh Y/N, I love your slipups almost as much as the boys do X3

“Oh,” you breathe. “It’s not loaded.”

A beat passes in the quiet cricket song of the night.

“We know.” He doesn’t sound as mischievous as before.

It would seem you’re not the only one who’s still a bit jumpy.

They’re both so jumpy oh nooooo!!!! Sweeties!!!! :’0

The LORE!!! I still don’t know what the name Paahlott might mean, but gosh I looooove the concept of her! It’s so cool how OLD all the demons are! *Looking back at my "cave art" piece and getting a strong urge to make more stuff like it*

You know how badly I wanna draw the demon glamrocks don’t you X3 (just gotta get the time!!!)

“Can I see you?” you ask carefully. The humming against your spine stops. “I want to get an accurate depiction of you, if that’s okay?”

I LOVE how Y/N asks this, hesitating at first, but so polite and carefully!! AND THEY WANT TO DRAW THEM MORE ACCURATELY!!! SAME Y/N, SAME! XD

"Light,” they grumble.

“You’re being so freaky,” you accuse but lower the flashlight.

“Can’t help it.”

They’re so silly I love them! I’m so normal about the fact that they’re so mysterious, animal and freaky while in their true form but also in general after the reveal! Even knowing that Y/N likes it when they use their demonic powers! X3

They’re so cute omg! The way they sit in the corner, I can so easily visualize them sitting there in the low light. and how they turn away, scared, concerned and so deflated after the denied kiss!

OH MY GOD THE DENIED KISS!!!! NAFF ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!! I LOVED THAT SCENE SOOOOO MUCH, YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW!!!!! THEY WERE SO EAGER FOR THAT KISS!!!! THE HUNGER IN THEIR FACE?!?! HELLOOOOO!!!!!!

Oh lord poor Y/N having to explain themselves with that deep blush on their face hvbasdhvsc

"Oh.” They pull back. Your hand falls through the empty space. The towering, imposing presence of their being turns icy cold. “We shouldn’t have—that wasn’t—we’re sorry.”

Meep live reaction: *Screaming into a pillow*

There it is! They’re afraid that Y/N is scared of them when they’re actually more nervous and excited than scared! It’s starting!!!

YEEEEES GRAB THEM BY THE HORNS!!! >:D

And the chest nuzzles to reassure them oh my lord!!!

“We were a bit quick, hm?” OH YES YOU WERE JKFGHADFJKGAHDFKJ

And then the little tongue flick! WILL YOU PLEASE CONTROL YOURSELVES FOR ONE SECOND BOYS XD

“Did you just lick me?”

“We enjoy how you taste.”

BOYS!!!! Gosh I love em sdjgabfd

Ok ok, calming down from that. Man I loved that!

I love the description of Monty! HE EATS JUST BONES?!? WHAT A BADASS!!!!! Crunch crunch~

“And he has impressive claws,” you note, musing.

Moon makes a low sound, almost a scoff.

“He’ll show you those. You never have to ask.” Moon lifts a hand, shadowed by a phantom limb, and the fingers wave and clench in exaggerated flair and spookiness. In a quiet but faux-bellowing voice, Moon growls, “Look at my claws, ohhh.”

JSHAKDLFGLDFHJGDFJH I COULD VISUALIZE AND HEAR THIS SO EASILY!!

"We were too hasty.”

“We were eager but they asked for time. We can give it.”

The vivid vision of your shocked expression and hand covering their teeth plays through them. Another twitch and cringe plague their vessel.

Aaaaw boys,, please don’t worry about it too much :’) *pats them on the back*

The red sand from the desert really doesn’t wanna leave Y/N alone huh… keeps sticking to everything...

Sun pulls the curtains open with a gentle whoosh. Amber beams shoot into the room, filling it with a squint-worthy brightness. You look up to Sun as he turns back, silhouetted in the window. Before you can comment on how nice he looks, the T.V. abruptly blares out.

I’M SO MAD Y/N NEVER GOT TO TELL HIM HOW NICE HE LOOKED!!!! D’:

There’s the picture! It has come back to haunt us! Oh they knew for a long time about our little demon friend,,

Halfway through the fight with the hunters I’m crying with my face in my hands! I know they’ll be fine! But I’m soooo scared for them! Having any of them get hurt makes my soul weep and ache! Moon! his face!!! NOOOO!!! The goo dripping like blood aaaAAAA!!!

I LOVE how Moon reacted to the exorcism and how quickly it affected him, immediately turning him into a writhing feral beast. And then how quickly Y/N comes to protect him aaaaAA MY HEART!!

“Naughty,” Moon growls so harshly, you and Rowe flinch in unison.

There he is!! >:D

You cry out a warning as a silver bolt flies for Moon’s faceplate. He falls back with a mighty tear of the fabric. You stare in shock, heart in your throat, to find the bolt pinning his beloved hat to the wall of the motel.

NOOOO NOT HIS HAT!!! I wish you could have heard my loud cry as I read that fjkghdfkjg

Rip Singh knee, ouch..

In one desperate motion, you find her shoulders and shove her towards the motel wall, hard. A sharp crack echoes. Her eyes widen before she slumps. She drops to the ground, halfway on top of you.

Oh no.

I’m in awe at Y/N’s strength, and man, this moment left me speechless.

You throw yourself into his arms and he catches you, spinning around once. His grip is deathly tight.

Meep live reaction: *Breathing heavily with tears in my eyes* They’re ok!!!

“Do you want us to stay?” he rasps, so soft and quiet.

Singh’s entire expression morphs into shock, staring in disbelief.

“Yes,” you bump your forehead against his, feeling the cool sensation of demonic goo, and whisper again, “Let’s go, sweetie.”

Pale eyes flash with great fondness.

CRIES!! CRIES SO HARD!!!

That was so good! SO SOOO GOOD!!!! I cannot believe we’re already halfway through the final episode!! HOW!!?

I know I use the word love many MANY times. Please understand that I mean it every single time!

Naff, thank you so much once more for yet another wonderful chapter! I am awestruck ❤️💖💕❤️💖❤️❤️💕💕❤️💖💕❤️

AHHH MEEP I'M SO HAPPY YOU LIKE IT!!! EEEE

Ahahhaa, yesss, now that Y/N knows, all those flirts aren't gonna sail over their head anymore, including their own slip-ups hehe

I wanted a moment of Y/N reassuring the boys. They are a cryptid hunter, after all, but the cryptid boys are safe, and that's what matters. ♥

Ahhhhh, Paahlott! She is powerful, even among demonic cryptids. She's a special one. AHHH, Meep! I'd die to see a lineup of glamrock demonic cryptids from you ;-;

I'm really glad you enjoy Y/N wanting to better capture the boys in their notes! Their first impression wasn't so great pffft

YES! Y/N is used to their dear friend and is well aware of cryptid antics, but having both of those loves together in one? Mind-blowing! But Y/N does love it hehe

ALSDFJASDF YEAH THE DENIED KISS! To be fair, this is Eclipse's first romantic relationship, so there's a learning curve, but they're learning and so is Y/N. It's just a matter of time and adjusting ♥ (but they still had to get a lick in, just a little taste alsdjfasldfas

Okay, I loved writing that scene of the book explaining Monty and Moon making fun of him, like, they're so much like siblings it's painful alsdjflasfdj I'm really happy you like that part, ahhh!

Exorcism is an excruciating process for a demonic cryptid. Moon reacting like that was him restraining himself, due to the vow, but man, if this was before.... he would have done so much damage for that.

Ahhhh, Meep! Thank you so much, babe! I'm melting onto the floor, you're so sweet and I love reading your reactions to the chapter every time ♥ ♥ ♥

#*smooch ya on the head*#themeeplord #cryptid sightings #cryptid sightings spoilers

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Okay this isn't perfect but it's good enough for me

All kept gender-neutral

Based on the show

When a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend throws a party and invites your friend of a friend of a- ya know what, you get it, you end up being invited too. You knew absolutely nobody there, but you found that a good thing. New people to meet, no way of destroying existing friendships, the chance of finally landing a decent guy. And, very luckily, you find one fast. You find a guy kn the kitchen who looks mighty fine, and when you enter he isn't immediately trying to get you in bed. He's witty and smart, plus not bad looking. You hit it off like a bomb, and you're really glad you came to this party.

Long story short you end up going to one of the many many rooms of the house, probably Guest Bedroom Nr. 27 if you had to guess, and 'spending some quality time together' that you will definitely not soon forget. You honestly don't know how long you were in there, but it was oh so worth it. While you didn't know much about him, you knew his name was Simon and that he was amazing in bed.

You do end up exchanging numbers and social media, after all neither of you wanted this to be a one time thing, but also weren't quite exclusive yet. You keep talking for the next couple days, learning more about eachother besides just your prefrences in bed. And if you were honest, he wasn't that bad a guy, more ways than one.

Your parents randomly decide that your current school isn't good enough, too mich drama or something, so they send you to another one, closer to where you live.

So, the coming schoolyear, you go to Bayview, knowing nobody. Just like the party, it was really only good. You went your first couple hours mostly in solitude, yes you did meet a few people, but none were in more than 1 of your classes. Lunch was when it got interesting.

You sit down at an empty table with your lunch, really just looking around at the other students, seeing a shit ton that were also at the party, atleast the ones you could recognize from the shitty lighting there was. 'Dude must be popular' you think to yourself. "Excuse me, is there space for 3 more?" You hear beside you, and see a girl you don't know yet. "Sure. Be my guest" you reply. "Thanks. They're still gettikg their food. I'm Maeve by the way. Maeve Rojas" she introduces herself.

You shake her hand and say your name. Her eyes get bigger when you say it. "Wait, you're (Y/N) (Y/L/N)? Really?" She seems giddy with excitement. "Yeeeees? Why, do we know eachother?" Surely you would remember her. Maeve takes out her phone and types a message to someone, then turns to face the queue of people waiting for food.

In line, a girl takes out her phone, so you assume she's who Maeve texted. She seems to get excited too, but not quite as much as Maeve. She starts shaking a guy next to her who you can't quite see because he's facung away, then when he looks at her she points over at you.

The guy who turns around is none other than the guy you slept with like a week ago, Simon. You're both surprised, him more than you by only a little. You wave at him, and he waves back. "Sooooooo" Maeve starts, leaning her elbows on the table and getting closer. "You're new here, right?" She has a grin on her face. "I am. Moved here about a month ago." You reply. "Cooool. Do you know anyone here?" She asks.

"Well, considering you're making that face and you immediately pointed me out to your friends, you know that I know Simon." You respond. The look on her face is one of 'shit I got caught'. "What do you know about me?" You ask. "Where to start... Ooh! Simon said you were probably the best se-" she gets whacked in the head by Simon, which shuts her up. "Don't you fucking dare." He threatens.

"Ow you dick!" You and the second girl laugh. She sits down next to Maeve and Simon sits next to you. "What did she tell you?" He asks, staring daggers at Maeve. "Nothing. Was just about to though, before you gave her a concussion." You joked. "He's like that. Don't mind him." The new girl says. "I'm Janae" "(Y/N), though I suspect you already know that." She just nods.

"What are you doing here?" Simon asks. "Oh I don't know, I think I'm about to explode." You say nonchalantly. "You fit right in." Janae says. "So, why Simon?" She asks. You raise a brow. "Why Simon what?" "Why'd you fuck him?" Simon, who was just taking a gulp of his drink, almost spits it back out. "Janae I swear to god." He coughs. "What? I'm genuinely curious!"

"Well for one he wasn't being a total creep or asshole, he's not stupid and also not bad on the eyes, luckily with and without clothes." You're once again very nonchalant, which is throwing Maeve and Janae off, how can you say something like that with a straught face? "Okay that's enough" Simon stands up and grabs you by the arm, pulling you up out of your seat, through the cafeteria and outside, to the back side of the building.

"They seem nice." You come to a quite forceful stop when he shoves you against the wall, hands on both sides of your head, effectively trapping you there. "You just waltz in here as if it's nothing, immediately talk to my friends and then say something like that? Just how bood are you?" He looks and sounds like he's about to break.

"Bold? You're the bold one, pulling me away like this. Just think about what they're probably imagining is happening right now." You wrap your arms around his neck fro added effect, and it works. "Just shut up." He says, then leans in and kisses you. God how you missed that. After that party there were countless nights where you longed for him, for his lips, his touch, his taste.

~Taglist~

@eamons-redguitar @pine-ferret

#one of us is lying #oouil #oouil tv show #simon kelleher #oneshot

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I’m curious. If the slashers had a s/o like El from stranger things (has telekinetic powers) how do you think they would react if their s/o got a nose bleed, or worse, passed out?

YEEEEE AN ASKKKKK

imma do this similar to my slashers and geese. I’m gonna do the first 5 so this isn’t too too long, but just tell me if you want the rest of them <333

Also I did established relationships

Vincent Sinclair: If you had explained to him your powers and where the nosebleeds/fainting spells came from, he’d be slightly less freaked out, but still thoroughly concerned. He’s gonna have a little kit put together so that when you’re done he can properly take care of you, and he’ll scramble to find it if you used your powers to dispose of a tourist. I think Vinny would be the kind who’s like “it is what it is, I ain’t gonna question it too much, just look straight ahead” if you get what I mean, like he isn’t gonna study you. He glares at Bo every time he asks you to do it as a “party trick.” 10/10, he Cares.

Now, if you told him about your powers by demonstrating, he would probably freak out a little lot. He’s just completely gobsmacked that you’re doing this, with your mind????? If you passed out, he might too. He’ll have 3 simultaneous heart attacks, he thinks you died. If its just bleeding, he’s still freaking out, but its only 1 heart attack <3

Bo Sinclair: he’s gonna be like a kid in a candy store, I’m sorry. He thinks its the neatest shit ever and will beg you to do little party tricks. At first he doesn’t realize the nosebleeds are from that (though maybe you wouldn’t get one cause its literally parlor tricks?? no idea), but once he does he feels kinda bad and asks less...but doesn’t stop completely lol. He is just so fucking excited lol. If you get a heavy amount of bleeding or pass out, he’s gonna freak (especially if its the first time that happens or the first time he sees you having powers). If he didn’t know you have powers, he will go numb and into shock. He thinks your dead, and he loses his shit. If anyone was alive near him, he’d tear them apart. He cradles you and is so soft because he genuinely thought you were dead.

Now, if he knew these were possible side effects, he’d be more prepared and still a little concerned but he can hide it better now. Either way, his aftercare for this is basically the same: he gets a rag to wipe off the blood and carries you to somewhere soft for you to recuperate. I think he’s a little softer with you most times anyways, and especially right now.

Michael Myers: another one who I think would treat it like a party trick. I also think he’d laugh his ass off when it surprised people. Like you may not see it or hear it, but he’s shaking with his laughter and letting out little exhales. If its just a nosebleed, he doesn’t really care, he figures you can handle it yourself. I don’t think he’s gonna have a solid grasp of human anatomy, so he wouldn’t understand that a nosebleed could be a bad sign. It softens him a bit, like he might bring you a rag, but he looks at it like a scraped knee (plus he’s had plenty of nosebleeds and other injuries, and he’s a fucking impenetrable mountain, it takes a lot for him to consider it a big injury). If its a lot of blood or you pass out, he is Scaret. Predictable, he won’t show it normally, but he will pick you u p and carry you somewhere safe and do his best to help you. He’ll wipe the blood off and probably leave half of his candy stash next to you🥺

When you feel better or wake up, he’ll be a little gentler with you for a few days, especially if he didn’t know about your powers beforehand. I think he may believe in the supernatural and paranormal because he’s A) seen it, 2) IS supernatural, and C) he didn’t have a normal childhood, so he didn’t hit most of those psychological milestones, so I don’t think he would “grow out” of those beliefs like most kids do. And I think he’s definitely met Bigfoot, they go drinking together sometimes.

Thomas Hewitt: another concerned boy. The first time the family sees you do anything, Luda Mae is gonna cross herself, Hoyt will think the devil’s finally come for him, Thomas is scared as fuck, and Monty just laughs and flips Hoyt off saying “they done found you motherfucker!!” Thomas will be good at taking care of you afterwards, wiping up you blood and insisting you rest while he gets you snacks and water. Actively hates when Hoyt tells you to use it to help with work on the farm or Monty treats you like a party trick. Luda is slightly terrified of you, but she sees how much Thomas cares and helps him take care of you.

After the complete shock the family gets seeing you do shit with your mind, Thomas will freak out, particularly if you passed out. Like he will run to you and kneel next to you, making crooning noises and waving for Luda (she comes, however hesitantly). He will not leave your side until you wake up, and he will get misty eyed when you come to consciousness.

Brahms Heelshire: this man-child is terrified of you. Like he will hold a cross towards you and draw a salt circle while holding a bottle of sage. He will hit every religion he can for protection lol. Once he calms down and you show him you aren’t gonna hurt him, he’ll let you explain. I think it would be a scientist that would find you at the manor, Brahms would come at him with a fire poker, you would teleki-snap the scientist’s neck, and Brahms would beat his dead corpse once you tell him everything. I think he’d be similar to Michael in that he may not understand all of the science or anatomy in question, and would do his best to care for you. He would mirror the care you show him and clean & bandage any injuries (would probably wrap your nose in bandages the first time lol).

He will be freaking out, but in a calm way if that makes sense. He will enter Nurse Mode to take care of you, but internally he’s screaming like a newborn. Absolute panic. Would try to scold you for not telling him, or for overdoing it. While y’all are cuddling later that night he’ll whisper to you that he was scared. While I think he’d be similar to Mikey, I do think Brahms may have a slightly better grasp of the seriousness/weirdness than Mr. Myers would. Might ask questions but would also be respectful of your trauma of being treated as a science experiment.

Finished!!! I tried lol. I need to catch up on Stranger Things Seasons 3-4. However, I have met Eddie Munson and I can’t tell if I want to kiss him or be him, we shall see. Thank y’all :DDDD

#slashers #slasher fucker #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #Michael Myers #rz michael myers #michael myers x reader #Thomas Hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #brahms heelshire #brahms heelshire x reader

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