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echantedtoon · 6 months

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Demon Bride Ch17 Heart's Progression

"....Fuck-"

You blinked slightly caught off guard by the sudden cuss coming from the usually grumpy demon but didn't fight against him when he suddenly growled and pulled himself away from your touch. Narrowing his eyes as he did so, opened his mouth to speak- But paused and looked back up the hallway just as Kyogai's form quickly disappeared after Akaza. No doubt if he said anything that'll set Akaza off, the Upper Moon would come back and might not be so lenient a second time. So, for now, until he left Kaigaku decided it would be best to just remain calm which was hard to do when your otherwise unbeatable heart was pumping faster than a bumblebee's wing beats. He never felt something like...this. Something that thumped against his chest from the inside out. He HAS felt heartbeats before but mostly from prey. He's hunted deer and wild boar and felt their rapid heartbeats before he made them his dinner. His excellent hearing has heard the feared heartbeats of many humans when he scared them from the border. But having.. something. Like THAT. Inside your own chest. Feeling it from YOUR own flesh and blood. Actually hearing it pumping in excitement. From a simple touch. From Y/N no less!! It still thumped and it made him growl, black nails threatening to rip the black fabric as they dug over his heart.

"Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck- Dammit! Shit!" He felt like he couldn't breath. The overwhelming scent of peach blossoms overwhelming his senses. He felt light headed. Vision literally blurring. "..Burns.."

"Kaigaku? Kaigaku, are you alright?" That voice sounded both as smooth as the most beautiful honey to him right now and too shrill for him to properly process.

It was getting more difficult to breath. He stumbled two steps before having to lean against the wall in time for a soft but calloused hand to grab him by the shoulder and turn his body back. He was meant to snap at her, to intimidate her back into place as she should be before someone like him. But it never came- Lavender met blue. The pain of new feelings I'm his chest almost ceased. Throat felt as dry as sand and lungs felt as burnt as smoke.

"Kaigaku? You're starting to scare me. Why aren't you answering me?"

He had to leave-

"That-...You-....DONT THINK YOU DOING THIS CHANGES ANYTHING!!"She blinked. Good. Get her back so you can have space to leave. However..there was a strange throbbing in his shoulder when she removed her hand almost...as if...he wanted it there- "WE MAY BE EQUAL IN TERMS OF 'SAVING' BUT YOU STILL OWE ME!! I DIDN'T ASK FOR YOUR HELP ANYWAYS!!"

With that he turned and stomped off towards the hallway leaving you there. Staring after him for a moment before frowning again. Well that was a fine way to treat someone after you risked your neck just to save his sorry arse from being turned into a puddle. Is a simple thank you too much to ask?

"HEY!" You snapped back up when he called you from the other end of the hall and you scowled at him. What did he want now? You waited for him to insult you from the stiff way he was standing there fists tightly balled but he just stared face red (he must really be mad for his face to have that color) and steamed before pointing at you. "JUST-...STOP FUCKING PUTTING YOURSELF INTO DUMB SITUATIONS LIKE A DAM IDIOT!! YOU'LL END UP WORSE THAN YOU WERE TO BEGIN WITH!! NEXT TIME I WONT BOTHER SAVING YOUR SORRY ASS!!"

...Was that supposed to be an insult or a concern???

You never got the chance to ask before he continued to stomp off rather quickly away leaving you both dumbfounded and annoyed. Well screw him too! Last time you'd stand up for him. With a huff you just turned to walk back off towards the direction of the garden,Eri was probably wondering where you went leaving like that. Well it turned out she was still in the garden checking over the spider family, but you were surprised to see three other small pale white children joining the girls. The three new children were younger than the girls, boys, and all had a different pattern of red dots on their bodies. They all happily chewed and swallowed sugary candy alongside what looked like dumplings. You guessed they also belonged to the pale woman because they all looked the same. Akaza and Kyogai were there too. Talking hushly with one another and not noticing your presence waiting by the doorway. Deciding it would be better to not interrupt them, you just stood there waiting for all to finish. The entire wait took maybe ten minutes before they were finally done, but it felt like forever, before someone finally noticed you. Akaza was the first one when he just happened to look over and catch your eye....And that's when your earlier confusion from Kaigaku came back full swing. Because as soon as the two of you made eye contact, he ignored whatever Kyogai was pointing out to him towards the spider family and in long strides started towards you. Uh oh...Was he going to change his mind about flattening Kaigaku? Or were you in trouble now? But what happened next shocked you more than anything? As soon as Akaza was in front of you he bowed.

"Miss Y/n. I was just informed of your entire predicament. I want to personally apologize for everything you had to experience during your stay here. I will be sure to...'talk' with Enmu about his stunts next time I see him."

You noticed his hands balled into fists at that and winced. "Uh...Just tell him. Don't use your..force. please?"

The fists slowly relaxed as did Akaza with a smile. "If that's what you'd like then I'll respect your wishes. But I must commend your bravery in defended the widow from his perverted antics. I would have smashed his hand myself."

.....OH! THAT'S WHERE YOU REMEMBER FIRST SEEING THE LADY AND HER CHILDREN!! You erased it from most of your memory by now. But you nodded and smiled. "Yes but any decent person would've done it in my place. I really don't need any praise or thanks. I'm just glad they're alright."

Akaza smiled even wider, happier..As if he just found the most precious diamond in the world. Which confused you. "You are humble and very kind. The children have told me of your kindness."

"Why wouldn't I show kindness? Everyone deserves it, especially those who come from difficult situations. You also are a very good person. I could tell from the moment you considered my words." Reaching up a hand, you gently pushed him up blinking. "So please don't bow yo me either." You smiled. "Let us just show each other mutual respect and promise to be good to one another."

"Be....g-good to each other?" Golden blue eyes widened. "Do you mean-"

"Yes. However I'm afraid I won't be here for too much longer. Once Enmu returns my blood results, depending on what they say, I'm going to have to leave soon. I'm only waiting to recover and to see if I have anything harmful in my veins. I don't think I do however because surely if something bad were to happen it would've happened by now...." You blinked at the silence. "Mr. Akaza?"

Akaza stood there frozen staring distantly at nothing for a good while. "...It's been so long.."

"What?"

"I-Its been so long since..I mean I have gotten asked by some to be.." He shook his head and looked at you more seriously. "But never by a human before ..At least not since ..her."

Huh? Really? No one's asked him to be friends before? But he seemed so nice. The poor man. You felt sorry for him especially knowing you'd be leaving soon anyways. You'd be his friend however even if it was only for a short amount of time. He however seemed very flabbergasted at you offering to be friends. His face by now was all red as he leaned back up and put a hand over his mouth in thought.

"This is so soon," he mumbled to himself, "Usually human women treat me like I'm an annoying authority figure or a scary monster. I've never been-... By such a beautiful woman. I... I-Its all so sudden!" He looked back to you who blinked. "I... I'll need time to process everything b-but when I return we will speak more on this subject."

You smiled. "That's perfectly reasonable." Can't blame him. After all you both just met today. You couldn't be friends right away with a total stranger. You probably embarrassed him by accident. "What will you do now?"

He coughed turning his red face away. "I-Ill be completing my mission and then processing your...sudden proposal of.." he coughed again.

Maybe you shouldn't have proposed the idea of you two being friends after all. "Oh. I'm sorry if that embarrassed you. You can just forget I even mentioned it if that helps-"

"N-No. No. It's alright. I just need time. *Ahem* In the meantime I must bid you fair well. For now at least."

''Are you leaving now?"

"Yes. It's a many day journey and Id rather get it over with as soon as possible but fear not. I'll return within a few months time."

Nodding you still smiled. "Well then I wish you all a safe journey. It'll be sad to see them all go but Im sure they'll be safe In your hands."

Akaza didn't say anything after that. Just nodding still read faced before bowing to you and spinning on his heel to face the small crowd. Kyogai noticed the movement and stopped talking with Eri to raise a brow at the flustered Upper Moon Three. Akaza barked out something in that noise based language of theirs and after a few exchanges between the many demons standing there, the entire spider family began to march. One after the other, following Akaza as he silently lead the way past you. Mother, daughters,and sons. Everyone of them disappearing after him never to be seen by you again. You waved good bye to them as they passed. It would be sad to see them go but it wasn't your choice. You just wished them the best. At last it was only you, Eri, and Kyogai who stood there silently. Eventually Kyogai was the one to break the silence as he cleared his throat gaining your attention quickly. Kyogai had an almost embarrassed look to his features. One powerful hand nervously fiddling with the drum sticking from his left shoulder as the other one still held the storybook ever so gently with care. Ah. Did he want to talk about the book? You hoped you weren't in any trouble. Kyogai was a gentleman but you would still apologize if you had too. After a moment he turned to Eri and said something you couldn't hear but she obeyed immediately, turning and running into the mansion past you so fast that it stunned you into pausing for a moment. ...You did not know she could be so fast. Your head spun after her disappearing form to stare. She was strong but it did not occure that she was also faster than any human. Demons really were powerful. It made you thankful that most demons you encountered were reasonable or in Kaigaku's case just all bark. Speaking of reasonable demons- Kyogais presence startled Y/n at first causing her to jump at the gentle tap someone gave to her shoulder and found herself in a large shadow which lead up to a pretty embarrassed looking demon. Kyogai could still only stare for a long moment before he gulped down whatever lump was in his throat and motioned with a hand.

"Please. Follow me. We can t-talk I'm a more comfortable place. That... isn't so open."

You didn't argue. Not wanting to make this more awkward, you followed the taller demon back inside briefly turning to look over your shoulder wondering where Eri went-

"What did Akaza ask you before he left?"

You blinked up at Kyogais back but the taller demon remained silent otherwise not even bothering to give you a second glance. "Oh. He asked me how long I was staying and apologized but that was about it. He seemed rather flustered."

He could understand why. In the small time he's known Y/n, she has proven herself to be very kind and considerate of others, others she hadn't even known for very long. Were all humans like her?...No. Obviously not. Her first reaction to meeting him for real was to pretend to be asleep but she hadn't reacted afterwards like he thought she would. She hadn't yelled at him or accused him of doing something as low as attempting to eat her or even blame him for what happened. If anything she was more concerned about him and the wounds he sustained which really weren't that extreme but she took it up on herself to try to treat him despite her own wounds, insisting that he gets treated first, asking how he felt, without even batting an eye at her own wounds. And how she complimented his work. His passion-

BU-BUMP!!

Ah. There was that feeling once again. That feeling that rocked his core and sent a happy feeling careening through his veins. One that he knew about, he had to. He studied a bit of romance in order to write it better in his books, and even asked some of his married servants about their experiences with it in order to get a more professional opinion. So yes. He KNEW about romance, but never had he himself experienced it before first hand. Until now at least. And with someone he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to. Hmm...This could indeed become a problem.

And he was sure he wasn't the only one.

Akaza...

Kaigaku...

Sigh. This was complicated and tricky. Why do these things always happen to him?

"I see. That was kind of him. Akaza is a kinder demon despite his fierce stance." He meant that too. He'd much rather deal with Akaza than most of the upper moons. "...Will the study be fine to talk?"

"Huh? Oh. Yes. That'll be fine."

He didn't say anything after that but you still followed him all the way to where you first stopped Akaza from flattening Kaigaku, and all the way to a sliding door which he opened but paused and stepped aside to allow you to walk in first. With a smile you thanked him for the kind gesture, and walked with Kyogai following closely behind. The study wasn't anything very special looking. It looked like many of the other rooms you've seen. There was a slightly larger table stacked with neatly places papers and quills and ink stones, a few large shelves stacked with scrolls and other books, a large lantern above the desk, and a rather large comfy looking cushion for sitting on. Overall a regular room. The sound of a door sliding back shut made your attention slide back to Kyogai whom paused in the silence. It was just the two of you alone here just standing in the silence. The book in his hands suddenly felt heavier than he remembered as he just stood there staring at her blinking, a strange smell of rose coming from nowhere. ...Before he shifted the book in his hands.

"So...You found my book," he eventually said unsure where to start.

"Actually a servant of yours did. They just thought I might've liked to read it."

"Yes. Yes. Eri confirmed that. Um...I heard you were cut-"

"Just a paper cut. It's even all healed now." Which was strange but you just shrugged it off. Two paper cuts in one week. How annoying. "You don't need to worry about it."

"Ah. Yes." Again he paused awkwardly not sure of what to say. "I..see you took great care in taking care of my book. Thank you."

"It was a good book. Why did you lose it?"

"That might've been my fault unfortunately. I hid it in a place that wasn't such a good hiding spot. I'll be sure to fix that."

"Why would you hide it?" That confused you more. "It's such a beautiful work." Was suddenly trying to steal it?

"I..Well...No one really knows I do this."

"Wait. Really?! But you're so good at it!," Y/n insisted catching him off guard. "Eri thought so too and those children."

After a moment he smiled sadly and huffed a sad laugh. "Well..." Sad eyes glanced back to the book in his hands. "I'm afraid not everyone thinks that. Most demons do not think writing is a very important thing to be bothered with."

"Obviously it IS! If your Master gave you the job of Record Keeper then it he must see the importance in it! And who cares about what anyone else thinks? If it's important to you, shouldn't that be enough?"

Again surprised he gave a small chuckle. "You certainly have bold opinions but my job and just writing as a hobby is very different. ..Always will be." With a wide reach the book was safely placed on a nearby shelf with many other books. "I've heard others opinions clearly."

"Who even told you that?!"

"My father." The sudden shock stunned you into silence not that he was surprised. "Yes. I was expecting that reaction. You don't have to worry about that. We are ...no longer in contact you could say. Even if I could do it professionally, I doubt many demons would wish to read it."

"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" He expected your outburst what he wasn't expecting was for you to grab his hand and making him whip to you suddenly. "I think it's beautiful. You have such talent! If your kind don't see that then you should find a human publisher. I'm sure lots of humans would love your work as much as I do. So...Please don't put yourself down." ...silence. "Kyogai?"

He just stood there for a long moment just...staring at her. His heart beats beating faster than a bumblebee's wing beats and soon his face turned red. Her eyes blinked beautifully as his own hand slowly curled around hers. She was...so tiny compared to him. Even Eri who was his youngest servant was taller than her. She seemed so fragile compared to others. It reminded him of how she was when she first ended up here. He didn't like that image. He didn't even like the what if thoughts of her being hurt again. She be much more safer somewhere like here. Where she could read all the time and-

PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!!

He was quick to shake his head before letting go. "I appreciate all your words...Hm. But I will consider getting a human publisher." That sounded like an idea that might be worth exploring. If his writing was more appealing to humans than maybe he was aiming at the wrong audience to begin with...Speaking of humans that gave him an idea. "Would..you wish to read more of my writing?"

"You wrote more?!"

"I've lived for many years, I have more than one book." He turned back to the shelf and a hand reached up to slide over the many books...before stopping on one. This one had a red cover and less thick than the last one you had and you blinked when he held it out to you. "This one is complete and you should also enjoy it."

...You slowly took it from him in awe. "I ..I Don't know what to say." You smiled. "Thank you."

Kyogai only nodded. "I know your stay is not permanent." Which is what hurt him the most he realized. "But if it helps to keep you entertained in your stay, then I will allow you to borrow it. All I ask is that you return it in the same condition as it was."

"I'd love to. I'm sure Eri would love to hear it too..Speaking of which, I have no idea where she went."

"I asked her to bring us some lunch. You didn't eat yet haven't you?"

"No. I haven't. You want me to eat with you?"

"Ah! W-Well.." He cleared his throat before turning his head away. "I just figured since you were here you could have it. "

"Oh. Makes sense. Thank you!"

He gulped and just nodded with a small smile. Maybe...This could work. Maybe she..and him...He might have found something he never knew he might want. He guessed only time could tell.

A pair of legs walked down the hallway rather quickly. A large tray in the hands of the person who carried it all. One plate with just a plain meal from the kitchen and the other a slightly more fancier feast with fried meats and rice. Smelt delicious and made her hungry from just carrying it.

"HEY! YOU THERE! STOP!" The legs holted at a familiar face stomping towards her and frowned. "Where the hell did you get that fried meat?!"

"From the kitchen, Lord Kaigaku."

"I've been asking about that for days from your stupid chef! Is that mine? It's about time since all I've ever been eating is soup and sorry excuses for vegetables!"

"I'm sorry, Sir. But this food is for Lord Kyogai and Mistress Y/n."

"....WHAT?!"

"They're eating together...Sir."

"....Is. That. So?...*inhale* Well then. I have an order for YOU. When dinner time comes around, you're to bring ME some of this meat and make sure you bring enough for that human too."

"S-Sir?"

"I plan on making a statement to them."

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Something's bubbling in one corner. Something stinks of chemicals on the desk. The world in here was dark save for random candle lights. What lied inside was not for the faint of heart and where brave men wouldn't even dare venture. So maybe that's why he did. He was considered insane after all. Insane enough to poke the sleeping dragon. He knew the monster inside knew of his presence long before he just blatantly opened the door with a loud creak.

"Why does Lower Moon One feel the need to enter a place he doesn't belong too?"

That voice. Beautifully malice. It sent a literal shiver through his spine just hearing it in front of his forbidden presence.

"Answer me."

"F-Forgive me.~ I lack the proper equipment for a job you tasked me with.~"

"And that would be?"

"Blood work~ You ordered me to look over Kyogai's pitifully harmed human. Unfortunately she was almost perfectly fine. A small hairline fracture in the tibia right above the talus bone. It shouldn't last longer than a few weeks before she's all healed and frolicking on her merry way until her final breath. But I took a blood sample to be sure there isn't any nasty surprises in her system. The only problem is that I lack the equipment to run that type of testing, so I wondered if you'd be gracious enough to lend me yours just for this?"

A nasty pause to match the monochrome stare.

"...You enjoy sick pleasantries too much."

"I do.~ I just adore it so!~ *sigh* But I'm sure it's one of my best assets."

"About the only appealing thing about you."

"I thank you. Is that a yes?"

"...One test. Then you leave."

"Oh thank you.~ Shouldn't take more than a moment.~"

With a hum he just waltzed himself inside. Judging by the smells, it seems the Master was testing his theory that by crossbreeding flowers he could make an antidote for Wysteria poisoning. If only. Perhaps with luck he'd be able to do something with it. Oh well. The small pleased hums from him seemed to not detour his working progress. One suitcase on the table. One click of it opening. One deadly hand reaching inside.

Oh he so loved working this job. Red was always such a pretty color. "There you are.~" It was mostly dried now but the glass was still stained with a few pretty droplets. He would've waited longer to test the blood sample but he was honestly too excited to wait longer. He had a month to report his findings back to Kyogai after all. "Let's see if you're hiding any nasties in there shall we?~"

The vile did not do anything but glisten in the dark as a smiling face touched the cork. A small tug was all that was needed to pull off the top.

AND SENT THE WORLD ON FIRE-

IT BURNT HIS NOISE AND THROAT. THE AWFUL SENT OF WYSTERIA CLOGGED HIS VEINS AND SENT THE HANDS TO HIS MOUTH. HIS NOISE. HIS FACE. GLASS CLINKING PRETTILY AS IT ROLLED ACROSS A WOODEN SURFACE. NOT BLOOD. NOT BLOOD. POISON TO LUNGS. COUGHING AND HACKING DID NOTHING TO CLEAR HIS SINUSES...

It wasn't helping that there was soon after a strong hand around his throat and red eyes piercing his mind.

"Are you deliberately bringing me poison?"

"Not poi- *hack cough* poison. That's blood!"

"No blood can hold Wysteria. Human and demon wouldn't last long after eating it..."

There was something beyond the wysteria. Something...coppery. A glint of red beyond the glass. Something...VERY VERY FAMILIAR TO HIM. SOME....P E R S O N. HE KNEW.

"....Where did you get this?''

"The h-huuuu- *gasp* -man."

"No human can smell that deeply of demon and wysteria."

Burning returned when a hand released it's captor.

"G I v e I t t o m e. I have something I want to see."

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valdederon · 2 months

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FLAMES JOURNEY CHAPTER #25

after math raykores reveal and evils gaze and dire revalations.

later that night after nova and valdederon lay down in a warm volcanic and fall asleep a dak presance enters valdederons mind cakiling in the shaddows of his darker memories. valdederon steps up walking around in his own mind.

{mysteryious evil entity}-- your memories are interesting outsider youve irked me with your willful interference of my plans.. the goblins in the dungeon with the 2 demons.. that damenable magmar and that riolu. that little brat is a threat to me and my plans.. and so are you. but if you.

valdederon looks around in the dream scape only seeing a pair of deep bright and blood red eyes darting around and a deep evil presence radiating from its direction like radiation from a nuclear blast site.

valdederon-- i dont know who or what you are but i can garuntee ill continue beeing a thorn in your side. your not a demon id sense it if you were but your evil perhaps even more evil then most demons hell makes me regret my rampage back in my previous life. ive got blood on my hands possibly even innocent blood. but ill be damed if i let my family suffer, give your worst creature if you are the cause of novas kidnapping youve probably seen first hand the depths of my rage and my power.

{mysteryious evil entity}-- indeed. your strong willed but ill break you just as ive broken the legend…

[soft female voice]---- i havent much time young valdederon. human turned pokemon listen carefuly. that darkness you spoke with was a verry evil mew from another realm paralell to this one his name is ibirumyuu . he has poisened the legendaries this world is in ruines due to that the dungeons and the disasters and even magic its self have fallen to his influence there are 4 ancient nexus points of power., one of witch lay near you re open them and your magic from your realm will be bosted100 fold over. secondly the poisin can be cured . you must find LEEGAHN BERRYS at least 2 tons, NIRN ROOT OIL 50 gallons, 1 TON of HEXAVEX LEAVES , and lastly30 dark pecha berries for each legendary.

valdederon stares out into the now blank white dream scape as a evrry ill looking cresellia appears infront of him kisseing his fore head to bestow a blessing before he wakes up panting the morning sun just barely inching its way above the mountains in the distance. while collecting him self he looks up at the sky and puts his right hand paw on his face with a heavy sigh.

valdederon--- i need some god dam coffee. atleast little nova is still asleep. shes going to hate training probably. im sorry hun but ill have to work you hard.

valdederon rubs her back softly and sets a pile of berries on the floor and heads out side and begins violently attacking the side of a large rock formation for hours nova soon yelping to the sound of a deafening explosion followed by falling rubble and valdederon coming in from a dust cloud furr soaked with sweat and he sits down nova peaking out to see the once large rock formation solid granite and difficult to break even for most stealix a pile of rubble and puddle of bubbling glowing orange molten goop.

nova---…..should i even ask what that was for….

valdederon--- just blowing off steam

nova---??????

valdederon sighs --- venting my rage

nova---- oh ok.. why do you look worried

valdederon--- theres a darkness out there thats pissed off at me .. and the direct cause of the worlds cahotic messes .. and we… have to save the legdendaries. theyve all been poisined and are dying. ugghghghghg for the love of all that is holly . un holly and evrything in between. i swear this world owes me when i save it.

nova looks at valdederon the obvious stress in his face showing and she curls up in his lap and leans her chin on his belly like a puppy trying to comfort thier friend witch visably eases valdederons stress abit.

valdederon--- your training is alos going to get tougher as time goes on nova. after what happened and whats going on.

she whines but doesnt protest much as valdederon gently rubs her back calming down.

2 HOURS LATER

valdederon--- lets eat and get going mom and dad are probably pissed

nova---why..

valdederon chuckles---- i may have possibly incinerated my room..in a fit of rage i unleashed a spell called flames of rage.. and they are pretty destructive.. thankfuly the guild is mostly stone .

nova face palms and groans.

nova--- for the love of mother mew seriously..

valdederon and nova burst out laughing before they start eating berries toegther and then begin to head out after the sun is high up in the sky smoke rising from the once beutiful ancient ruins in the distance.

nova--- i…i love you val…i..im glad you treat me like a sister.

she yelps as valdederon flicks her nose.

valdederon--- i dont treat you like a sister .. you are my sister. you and i may be different species of pokemon but were still family never forget that

she whines but wags her tail walking along side him as they venture on home.

------mean while in the guild after novas rescue----

taiga the guild master looking in on valdederons room wrecked fire long since doused sighs and heads to the training arenas the guilds halls empty quiet.almost lifeless the guilds usual noiseyness no were to be heard driving home just how much more life one little feniken. now delphox had brought to the once sleepy guild.

taiga---its to quiet..

raykore---- well from the storries ive heard before my student arived not much ever happened before he arived. you realy dont have to worry about that kid.. and nova will come home to he will make dam sure of that i saw that look in his eyes when he dissapeared. not even an army would stop him i dont envey who ever angred him.

taiga--- yea when he arived he was a tiny little menace. powerful tiny angry.

evergreen chuckling.

evergreen--- yea i got my scar from that little brat though he did get a nice little vine whip back witch seemed to settle him. i dont hold it against him though riped from your home droped into a strange world your body changed your age changed your species changed. his emotions were all over for awhile.

raykore----well i think im going to make a permenant arival into this realm i think it would be wonderful to experiance this world in its fullest oh and taiga try not to be to hard on val for the room . that fire wasnt intentional hes done that a few times in his life..when his rage boils over it manifests in a spell like that blood red fire.

her ghostly visage vanishes before he can respond and he sights looking at old repairs in the training room before heading to the mess hall. while in the cold silence contiues emphasizing just how much valdederons presence changed the guild.

taiga--- come home soon val its far to quiet

the next day arives when valdederon walks in with a verry tired and cranky nova and the guild explodes into celebration startling the cranky aura doggo.

valdederon--- ha ha ha ha.. lets get you in for a nap hun .. guys thanks for the welcoming party but.. the pup needs her sleep.

nova--- HEY IM NOT A PUPPY DONT

valdederon plops a berry in her maw mid sentance and she growls and bites into it her stomach growling face blushing red as she sits next to him . making evryone say aww all at once making her blush even more and whine

draggo--- welcome back… you know your moms like mega pissed off about the room. the guild has been a ghost town with out you .. it was scary how wquiet its been.

valdederon--- thats odd well i have to get nova in bed after a quick snack. come on nova lets head to the mess hall and then get some rest ok

nova nods and goes to stand up but promptly falls on her tail with a yelp and a yawn before curling up and falling asleep in seconds making valdederon face palm hard.

draggo--- want some help ha ha glad your both home safe

they all head up to the living quarters and get nova set in a small nest and valdederon grabs some coffee and sits next to her. eventualy falling asleep and not budging while kleo bursts in and sees him and nova asleep then sighs softly.

kleo---well i think we should set up a party for them..seeing them now i dont have the heart to get angry.. welcom home kids.

she heads out and draggo chuckles following behind to help with the prep.

-----6 hours later-----

nova wakes up and weaklt stands up falling onto valdederons lap startling him awake spilling his cold coffee ervywere.

valdederon--- ha ha ha ha ha .. morning clumbsy.

nova---mmmppp im hungry and i wana bath.. my furr feels stiff.

valdederon--- ha ha ha noted.. well after drenching uss in coffee weatehr you wanted it or not it was a bath house trip any way… goa head and grab a towl and ill get some special soap ready to make your furr nice and soft.

she excitedly scrambles to her feet and looks around for a towl while valdederon gets up and stretches ignoring the worry at the back of his mind and uses his magic to open the item box searching through the portal for any useful shampoo. soon a golden ninetails walks in and chuckles when valdederon looks at her..

furr goldden shining fluffy no signs of scars or any damage but a sense of familiarity washes over him as he stares.

(the nine tails is raykore )

{mysterious nine tails} --- so how do i look. ha ha ha do you even recognise me.

valdederon---you seem fammilliar bot no i dont.

she chuckles revealing who she is making valdederon drop the bottle of shampoo in shock and hugs her firmly startling her but making her smile as she gently hugs him back after awhile all 3 of them head to the bath house were valdederon starts lathering the shampoo into novas furr witch is stiff and prickly from the stress of what she went through and sleeping outside for several days..

nova--- what is this stuff …b,big brother

she blushes smiling having said that.

valdederon--- its called shampoo and you dont have to call me big brother yea you are my baby sister but your also an adult so you can call me val or valdederon.

nova--- it still felt good to say.. thanks val.. are you sure this will help my furr we riolu and lucario are verry prideful about our furr.

valdederon--- yes it will no close your eyes cause it will burn if it gets in them

nova whines and closes her eyes then after a short 45 minutes he rinses her furr out and begins drying out her furr. nova purring loudly as he does.

nova--- oh my god its so soft…how how how how how…yipe…

she holds her nose as valdederon chuckles having just flicked her nose.

valdederon--- ill tell you later lets go get some food and please settle your excitement…

she nods and chuckles then they head to the mess hall were the lights are all off and the room dead silent at first. then the light burst to life followe by a chourous of welcom home startling both valdederon and nova and raykore chuckling before they all get swarmed by the guild happy to have thire firey tempred fox back after a long day of party shenanigains valdederon takes nova and raykore to go find taiga and kleo to discuse his bomb shell of a discovery. eventualy after telling about his dream scape encounter nova tears up raykore sighes putting her paw to her face kleo and taiga both sit speachless.

valdederon--- so yea..turns out i have to save the world….

kleo---out of the fire and into the lava huh…ahghhg well atleast take some time to research those engrediants..

valdederon--- already planed on hitting the archives soon.

( this marks the end of chapter 25 chapter 26 will start a new ark of the story )

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kaz11283 · 3 years

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Of Course I'm Here

Characters: Come on you know by now how this goes (Loki x you) (Team x you, platonic)

Warnings: None. And really if you ever see anything that I might need to able as a warning please let me know... I'm the person who forgets there are people out there that get offened by the word F*** if that is an exapmle of anything.

Summary: Mid battle and the avengers keep looking for an answer as to why the God of Lies hasnt showed up yet. Of course you have no idea but at least he proves them all wrong.

ANNOUNCEMENT TIME: hey guys Im back, I know it hasnt been long but I also know I havent been posting every single day like I was, i got into a weird little funk where I didnt want to do anything, I was just feeling completly drained, and I felt bad because I have my little and I didnt even want to play with her because I have just been so TIRED, but I'm feeling better. Work has been kicking my ass here lately and ive been working over 50 hours a week so ive literally been coming in, eatting / feeding the little, getting us ready for bed, and crashing as soon as she falls asleep. But im here now. I will probably be more active on weekends than during the week because I have more time to spend working on stuff but I will be posting also during the week just not daily. At least until after state comes. Thank you so much for the reblogs, likes, comments, follows, and messages please keep them coming! If you would like to be tagged please ask or message, and requests are open. Love you guys so much! 💚💚💚💚💚

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"Y/N, BACK UP I NEED BACK UP! EYES IN THE SKY!" Tony yelled from above, you and Clint stood back to back on a roof top shooting as many bad guys as you could. Clint took aim at another carrier, shooting at the engine causing the entire thing to blow up raining debris and hot metal around you.

"Damnit Clint! Farther away make sure they are farther away!" You yelled popping him on the head with an arrow before aiming it at the thing that was chasing Tony.

"Where is lover boy at? You.sent him the location right?" Nat asked into the com.

"Yes I sent him the location, no I dont know where hes at." You mocked.

"Did you send him the right location?" Sam asked.

"One time, one dam-"

"Language!" Steve chimed in causing everyone to groan. Gun shots where ringing all around you and you could here metal on metal paired with Hulk screams coming from another building over.

"Language." You mocked muting your com son that no one but Clint heard you. "I am a 26 year old woman, I think I'm old enough to cuss if I want." You drew back your bow and sent another arrow flying into another goon that had Nat trapped aginst a wall. She shot you a thumbs up before running off. You hit unmute on your com.

"Jesus, 26? Baby, you sure you don't need to be at a babysitter instead of on a building killing things?" He laughed.

"Dont worry Hawk, when we get done here I've already booked you a nice nursing home to be put into." You put your bow around you and stood on the edge of the building. "I need a better view." You looked round, the top of a taller building caught you eye. "There Hawk, we can cover a better radius from up there, get closer to the action."

"DOES ANYONE KNOW WHEN THE GODS ARE GOING TO BE HERE? WE NEED MORE HELP WERE GETTING TIRED AND OUT NUMBERED!" Tony came over the coms screaming.

"How do we get up there? Or do I even wanna know?" Hawk came to examin where you were talking about.

"Im jumping, you cant tell me that someone wont catch me." You shrug.

"GODS WHERE ARE TH- Y/N DONT YOU DARE JUMP!" Tony stopped and hovered right were you was standing.

"Then take us over there. We need higher ground, we cant cover everyone from down here." You crossed your arms.

"Where are the gods at y/n?" He asked again

"I. Dont. Know. Jesus you guys act like I'm suppose to be there keeper!" A simultaneous you are came from everone through the com causing you to roll your eyes. "Hes gonna be here I swear it! Now take me to the building or I jump. 1.....2....-" Tony grabbed you by the collar of your jacket and flew you to the building.

God these things were everywhere and you were starting to run out of arrows. After shooting another ship and causing it to blow you heard what was unmistakably pounding on the roof top door leading to where you currently was at.

"I have some univited guests about to join my party. Anyone available for some assistance?" You yanked out the two emerald green and silver daggars that your boyfriend had given you not long after you had started dating after throwing your bow around you.

"Buy some time kid, I'm on ground level right now but I can try to get up there as fast as possible." Bucky called over the com.

"Buy some time? Ok. I can do this. I work better from afar but a little hand to hand never hurt anyone, just easier to get stabbed this way." The first of the things busted through the door running straight at you. You jerked out of the way missing his staff by just a few inches. Quickly turning you flipped the dagger like Loki had showed you and stabbed him in his side causing him to fall to the ground before the next one tried to impale you.

"I have two daggers and they have freaking staffs! Back up! WHERE THE HELL AR-" you were interupted by static in the air and a bright light. The bitfrost had just opened up leaving to gods standing in front of you and taking out the remainder ofnthe bad guys. "HES HERE! I TOLD YOU GUYS THEY WERE COMING AND THEY'RE HERE." You pulled two extra coms from you pocket and gave them to Thor and Loki.

"Always a pleasure to battle beside you Lady y/n." Thor smiled takkng the com and putting it in his ear before taking off again.

Loki sauntered over to you and put his arm around you waist, you put the com in his ear as he rolled his eyes. He leaned down and gave you a quick kiss.

"You got a new outfit." You smiled at him. God the way he looked in his battle clothe always did something to you, the horned helment was a plus.

"You like it." He smirked down at you pulling you closer.

"Your wearing your horns to." You reached up and brushed a peice if hair behind his ear.

"STOP. STOP NOW. WE CAN HEAR EVERYTHING AND ITS GROSS." Tony yelled causing you both to roll your eyes.

"Quick run down, bad guys everywhere, no end in sight, and I'm out of arrows pretty sure Hawk is too." Loki waved his hand over your quiver making more arrows appear.

"I see you had to use your daggers. I am sorry for not being here. Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked stepping away from you to examin you.

"Small cut on the side, nothing I havent dealt with before, Ill be fine. You go make sure Hawk is fully stocked up and help the others. I got a birds eye view of you right here." I leaned in kissing him one more time before smiling at him and pushing him away. He kissed his two finger before placimg them over his heart and you did the same, "always." You both said before he disappered.

You could hear Thor laughing at the chaos going on and Steve trying to direct the god of thunder on what to do. You had learned earlier to just let him do his own thing and he would be fine. Tony was still trying to micromanage everything when you heard Loki mumble something in an old language and his com cut out. You had figured it wouldnt have stayed on to long though but at least you had tried. It had calmed down up on your end so you decided to finally go back down to where Clint was at shooting an arrow with heavy duty rope you glided back down next to him to watch what was going on.

"Hello, earth to y/n." He snapped his fingers in front of your face. You had been to busy staring at Loki and that damn helmet. "I dont even understand why were friends." He rolled his eyes propping up on the ledge watching as the rest of the team secured the last of the bad guys.

"Because we both shoot arrows, because we are both the best in the team, or because we both know we are the best looking one on the team so we have to stick together." You laughed jumping up so you could sit on the ledge.

"The birds can come out of their nest now." Bucky called over the coms causing you both to sigh.

When you and Clint had reached the bottom you walked over to Thor theowing your arms around the big goof ball.

"You are amazing during battle as always." He beemed patting you on the shoulder.

"As always? Thor youve only fought with her twice." Steve said beside you.

"I had a week off. Went to Asguard, spent time with the boys. Someone had to keep them in line." You shrugged like it was no big deal.

"She was amazing!" Thor went on telling the story of the fight you had all gotten into.

"Mothers been asking about you by the way dear. Wants to know if you've decided to come stay for a while." Loki leaned down and whispered in your ear.

"I think I'm leaning toward a yes. I can't stand being away from you, you had been gone forever this time." You reached for his hand as you both walked to the quinjet.

"I was making arrangements to have our room redone. I figured you would come with me." He gave you a knowing smirk as he reached up to take off his helmet.

"Leave the horns on. I have a suprise for you when we get home." You pulled his hand away from his head and smacked his butt.

"You are a little minx." He laughed chasing you into the jet while the rest of the team groaned and rolled their eyes.

"Even if you wasnt moving i would be kicking your ass out! I am so sick of the PDA between you two." Tony hollared after you.

"Leave them alone Tony, they are courting. Im just glad my brother is happy and not trying to stab me." Thor clapped Tony on the back.

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Don’t You Dare

Loki Laufeyson x nibling!reader

warnings: death mention, my iconic infliction of pain on my lovely readers

a/n: no hate on loki i just saw a tiktok that made me go “oh dam thats kinda wicked” dont let this flop its 4:19am

prompt: this tiktok - in an AU where asgard never fell, instead thor gave his life to defeat his sister, and y/n took the throne so that loki couldn’t endanger their kingdom anymore. loki felt a sense of guilt after his father and brother perished, y/n found someone to blame

You’ll admit that these past few weeks...they didn’t go as planned. Your father just wanted to protect Asgard, but that cost him his life. Now you were left to the throne, completely unguided and utterly alone. Not even the Warriors Three were here to help. Too many had perished, maybe your family was cursed.

The only relative that remained was Loki, your uncle. Loki, the reason that you were orphaned and forced to rule over a kingdom that needed tending to since he didn’t feel like doing it himself. The audacity that he had to remain on Asgard was astounding, but he had been avoiding you at all costs while you began to rehabilitate the country.

“What shall we do about the wreckage?” An advisor had questioned, as if you didn’t have a million other things to be worried about. Of course it was a priority, but there was so much to discuss that any question was just a bit irritating.

“Rally up volunteers to clean the debris, some of it may be salvageable.” You walked along the palace halls with an entourage of concerned beings, they had so many important questions that you needed to answer, but you hadn’t even properly memorialized your father yet. He was all you could think about. “Make sure that all of out citizens have shelter while their homes are being rebuilt. We can spare some rooms here in the palace.” You came to a halt and pinched the bridge of your nose. “Will that be all for now?”

“Yes, your highness.” They answered and scattered away to tend to their business. This kingdom was already in ruins before Hela arrived. Thank you, Uncle.

These past few years...past few weeks had been quite difficult, would there every be a return to normalcy? Doubtful. But you had to be strong for your people, that was what they needed. A ruler that had the people’s best interest in mind. One who bore all of the hardships so that they could live happily.

You paced further down the halls to check for damages and anything out of the ordinary. You were a bit paranoid that there could be another attack, but it seemed like the trouble may have been over. Never hurts to double check. As you made your rounds, you passed your father’s former room, which was filled with memories that you would hold onto for lifetimes.

“I failed you, father. And for that, I’m sorry.” You tried to tell him, but he was long gone. You lingered on for a moment more and decided it was time to continue your surveyal. It was depressing walking these halls, every memory included someone who was no longer with you. Why must you continue to ponder the past? Why was that?

“Your majesty,” you heard a woman call from behind you, turning to find the last known Valkyrie approaching, “you have a visitor.”

“Do I?” You asked, not thinking twice about it. There was so much on your mind, you were foolish to forget the likes of Uncle Loki.

“I’ll leave you to it.” She called upon Loki to enter your presence and quickly vacated, not wanting to deal with any more drama of the throne. You stood silently and waited for him to state his business.

“Y/N...” He started, not knowing where to go after that part. “Please don’t hate me.” Your uncle begged, which only made your blood curdle. This was no time for a need of approval, this was just inappropriate.

“Uncle, you’re a disgrace.” You growled, which may have been a bit harsh, but you chose your words without a second thought. “I have other matters to tend to.”

“Please, y/n, don’t do this.” He went on. “We are all the other has left, I cannot take that for granted.” Loki insisted on following you about the palace, nearly in tears. You’d seen this act before, though, when he used it on your father time and time again. “Let me help you, y/n! The throne is a burden, you don’t have to do it alone!”

“That’s enough!” You snapped at your uncle, silencing him immediately. “You created this mess and I’m cleaning it up my way. I do not need your help like the others did. I know better than to depend on the likes of the God of Mischief!” Your words were like daggers to Loki, who believed everything that you’d just said. He stuttered a bit, trying to carefully make out another sentence.

“I-I’m...I’m trying, y/n.” Loki balled his fists, trying to truly keep it together for his nibling who was in true pain, pain that he actually blamed himself for. “I take no joy in my actions. They were reckless and immature.” He admitted, wincing at the responsibility he had to take. You could take after your father and forgive him, maybe give him another chance...or you could teach him a lesson once and for all.

“Uncle Loki,” you sighed, “I am not my father. Nor am I Odin or Freya. I am y/n and I do not take responsibility for you.” Loki’s lips parted slightly as his jaw dropped in disappointment. “You may be my uncle, but you are no longer apart of the royal family of Asgard. I cannot take any more risks on behalf of my people.”

“What?!” Loki gasped, hurt by this malfeasance. “You cannot do this, y/n! I’m the rightful ruler of Asgard!” He argued along the palace halls.

“That’s all you’ve ever cared about, Loki! You only crave power, but you refuse to acknowledge the responsibility that power comes with!” You were brutally honest, only causing more damage to Loki’s bruised ego. You hadn’t even noticed the tears that streamed down your face, showing your uncle your true feelings alongside your little speech. “Look out there, Loki! That was all you!” You pointed out the threshold of the palace to view the severely damaged kingdom he so badly wanted to rule. “Odin was an awful father, but he was the ruler that Asgard needed and you...” You shuddered out of pure rage. “You’re selfish! And it has been your downfall!”

“How dare you talk like that to me!” Loki shouted back, further solidifying your negative emotions, he would be regretting this shortly. “You’re out of your mind, little one. You can’t rule this kingdom alone, you’ll ruin it far worse than I ever could.” By this time, tears had stopped falling and you were left in a stone cold rage. You no longer needed to hear these insults.

“Enough!” You screamed in his face, succeeding in shutting him up. “Loki Odinson, you are hereby banished from the Kingdom of Asgard!” You declared, shocking your uncle greatly as he took a step back, trying to decipher if you were serious or not, but you weren’t a fan on mischief or trickery. “Leave at once, I will not ask a second time.”

“You must be joking, my nibling.” He tried to laugh it off, but you weren’t a bit amused.

“Don’t count on it, Uncle. Now go.” You stared him dead in the eyes and saw the heartbreak im his face. He finally accepted your instructions and nodded in defeat, leaving at once. He trudged in the opposite direction and you carefully watched as he left, but he took a slight pause before officially exiting.

“Y/N, little one, do know that I love you...and I loved your father, as well.” He confessed, then left you to yourself. Your lip trembled as you fought back the feeling of sorrow that flooded over you, the last of your family had departed, now you were officially alone. The struggle to contain your sobs finally ceased once your emotions got the best of you, so you collapsed onto the floor, sobbing as the weight of your world took over. The throne of Asgard guaranteed disappointment and agony, even as early as now.

This would only be the beginning on your path as a ruler. Something tells me that there is much more to come.

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Falling in love with you

Chapter 13 - The Emptiness

Book: The Royal Romance AU ( Drake x MC & Liam x Olivia)

A/N: This is an AU that happens two years after Riley weds Drake. Drake has lost his memory of last 2 years due to an accident. He doesn’t remember meeting Riley who is pregnant with their first child. Unaware of this fact and not able to cope with the strange new life he has woken up to , he flees Cordonia.

Liam marries Olivia for purely political purposes. Olivia on the other hand marries him because she is madly in love with him. But after two years on marriage and unable to produce an heir and unable to get Liam to love her, she asks for a divorce.

Summary of last Chapter : Two years back : Liam is suddenly obsessed with having a heir - a child in his life. Olivia feels she is not ready, but still supports Liam in trying for an heir. Now : Liam feels empty without Olivia. Media on the other hand is having a field day spreading rumors about Duchess Riley’s pregnancy, mysterious absence of Duke Drake and Farmers protest for Dam.

Liam meets Olivia at their first hearing for the divorce case. According to Cordonian law, they need to wait for six months before the divorce are finalized. Olivia tells him about whereabouts of Drake and asks him to bring him back.

Warnings: PG

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Six months after the Royal Wedding “Still no sign of Royal Heir!” Olivia heard Regina talking - rather loudly - to Liam in dinning room. She stopped outside the room, looking at her husband and her step-mother-in-law at the breakfast table. “Mother, your voice is getting loud.” Liam said without looking up from the file in his hand. He kept flipping pages.

“I can see you are trying to avoid me.” Regina said sternly. Liam sighed and looked up at her, “Mother, there might be other pressing issues in a kings life that need his immediate attention.”

“Do you have any idea that failing to produce an heir can cause you to loose your throne?” Regina asked him, “I am aware, and we are trying.” Liam admitted, “What more do you want?”

“I think she should see .... I mean both of you should see a doctor. I am sure that would help.” She said softly , trying to sound concerned.

“Thank you for your concern, Queen Mother” Olivia said entering the hall. ”Of course,” Regina forced a smile.” I worry about both of you.” ”That is kind of you, but this is not the time to worry” Olivia sat beside Liam and took the file from his hands.”Its time to have some breakfast.” ”Liv!,” Liam glanced at Regina and cleared his throat ,”Olivia, I need to sign and send this trade agreement to China today. I was trying to figure out if it is beneficial to us.”

“It is not.” Olivia said serving a plate of poached eggs to Liam and herself from the spread on table.

Liam sighed “I am afraid you are right.” Liam said to Olivia,”but we will have to agree on their terms.”

“Even when you know that it is costing us dearly” Olivia said digging in her plate.”And not just the initial cost, we will be tied to pay them for decades.” “You must not interfere in the matters you dont understand” Regina advised Olivia,” We have been in good terms with China and not agreeing to their terms will mean...”

“It will mean we will be finally standing up for ourselves” Olivia said firmly. “But...” Liam was cut short by Olivia.

“Your Majesty.” she smirked.” You make a new agreement and write whatever terms you want. I will make sure that they get agreed on.”

Liam beamed,”I know that smile. You definitely have something up your sleeve.” he finally took a bite of his breakfast. “Care to share?”

“A lady never reveals all her secrets.” Olivia chuckled.” Just know that I have dirt on some pretty important people.”

“What would I do without you?” Liam smiled gratefully to Olivia. Both of them enjoyed their breakfast, talking to each other and completely unaware that they were ignoring Regina sitting at the same table. None of them realized when she left the table rather fuming at the turn of events.

--- Later that day, Olivia did visited an OB/GYN. After several tests and examination, she was sitting with doctor in her cabin. Her clasped in each other , waiting for the report. She was looking hopefully at the doctor engrossed in the file , across the table. She took a deep breath, bracing herself for the news doctor had for her. “Your Highness”, the doctor paused, pressing her lips.

“Don’t worry.” Olivia said realizing the hesitation in doctor’s voice,” you can lay it on me. I can say the report is not good from your face”. She braved a smile.

“Honestly, there is still hope” she showed her the report. “Your one ovary is completely damaged.“ she pointed at a sonogram apparently showing a damaged organ in her body supposed to be producing eggs. ”But there is another ovary, so I still have chance, right?” Olivia asked hopefully.

“Yes, but there are some complication in that too.” Doctor explained her.” You have a condition called PCOS. It is the reason for your irregular periods. And it is making it difficult to conceive.”

“So what options do we have.” Olivia asked. She didn’t want problems, she wanted solutions and desperately.

“I will give you some medicine. But the main reason for PCOS is stress. You should try meditation. Relax a bit.” Doctor wrote a prescription and explained her the dosage and precautions she should take.

After listening to the doctor for several minutes, she asked the doctor, ”What are the chances of me getting pregnant doctor?”

"Well, right now there are very less changes, but after proper medication and working on your stress, i believe you will have good chances.” “Thank you, Doctor” Olivia said to the doctor and took her leave. There was still hope that she can produce an heir. She didn't know why she was so desperate to produce an heir. She never imagined herself to be a mother. Was she doing it for the throne? She didn’t care about it either. There was only one man whom she loved so much that she was ready to turn her life upside down and take up a responsibility of producing and raising an heir. She knew what the baby meant to him. How his eyes lit up when he talked about their future kid.

She was not sure how he would react knowing that Olivia was the reason they didn't have a heir yet. Would this push him away?

That day, when she entered their bedroom, Liam was working on his laptop on bed. He looked up and gave her a smile , before getting busy in his work. She thought about telling him about the slim changes of them getting pregnant. But she could never pluck up enough courage to talk to him. She changed in to her comfortable shorts nightwear and stood by her side of the bed for a moment, looking at Liam still busy on his laptop. She wished he looked at her. She wished he notice the turmoil going inside her. But Liam never looked up.

Olivia lied down on her side of bed , keeping her back towards Liam. She couldn't sleep, even after closing her eyes, her mind was playing several different scenes where she tells Liam that they might never have kids or Liam find out about it. And in each scene, she somehow always ends up loosing him.

--- Now

Drake had his long hair tied carelessly in a man bun. Riding his favorite horse and feeling of air blowing through his hair made him feel alive for a while. He had fled Cordonia because he was feeling trapped, suffocated even. But now he was feeling empty. Only thing in his life was his time with the stallions in this ranch. He had hoped that moving away from Valtoria will help him clear his mind, but all he could think now was his brief time there. He wished that just as he had forgot about the last two years, he could forget the last two months as well. Make a new start.

But his past was not leaving his mind, and it seems it had caught up with him. His eyes caught the sight of two well dressed men near the gate talking to one of his fellow rancher. Before the rancher pointed to his direction,, he knew they had come for him. Their attire were enough to tell them apart in this part of the world.

He knew one day they would find him. He didn't expect it to be so soon. He turned the horse towards them. He climbed down the horse and walked toward his best friend and his god father. He gave a tentative smile to his childhood friend, who was now a king. But Liam didn't return the smile. His eyes were burning with hot anger.

'Liam!' Drake cautiously approached him, 'didn't think you will find me here.' Liam took a quick steps towards him, and before Drake could understand anything else, a hard punch landed on his face making him stumble back a few feet.

'Hey you!' Three ranchers came running to rescue Drake.Bastien immediately stepped in front of Liam with one of his had on the gun in his belt and other stretched towards the men to stop them.

This did stopped the man, but they were now more alert on seeing the gun in the stranger’s belt.

Drake recovered from the blow he just suffered to see the tension in the air. He turned towards the ranch men , holding a hand up to gesture them to stay back. "It's alright! " He managed to say rubbing his jaw ," He is an old friend."

“Get me some ice please.” Drake asked one of the ranchers. The men disbursed leaving them alone - murmuring to each other and giving them a glance every now and then , just to be sure.

"Let's talk in my cabin." Drake led Liam and Bastien to his room. Bastien stood outside guarding the door after Liam and Drake went in.

"Great place you have" Liam said looking at the room Drake called his cabin.

"Well, it's enough for me." Drake shrugged. He opened the window to let some light and air in room. He switched on the small table fan.

“Seems like you are working out.” Drake said rubbing his jaw.

“Exercise helps me focus." Liam replied weakly. His tone and choice of words were enough for Drake to understand his friends current state. Liam was using exercise a distraction to help him get over the divorce.

Drake grabbed two tumblers and a cheap whiskey bottle. He poured small amounts in both the tumblers. Just about then, one of the rancher bought some ice in a small bucket.

“You didn’t say, how you find me here.” Drake dropped two cubes in a tumbler and handed it to Liam.

“Olivia found you. She has her sources.” Liam took a small sip of the whiskey.”But Riley always knew where you were.”

“Did you notice the guy who didn't react when I punched you? The big guy - clean shaved. He is from Cordonia” Liam informed him.

"I thought his accent was funny.” Drake smirked. But there was something which was not making any sense.“But why is she doing this? I mean keeping watch on me like this.She could have reached out.”

“She is trying to keep you safe and giving you freedom that you want. what more could you ask for,” Liam replied. He clenched and opened his fist looking at a bruise forming on his knuckles.

Drake wrapped some ice in a napkin and handed it to Liam. He took some more ice and started dabbing it to his jaw through another napkin.

Liam was wrapping the napkin on his hand when he noticed the familiar looking news papers and magazines on his bed side table.

“You seem to be keeping an eye on us.” Liam picked up the magazine that had run the article about speculating Riley’s pregnancy.

Drake felt his throat turn dry. He couldn't get this news out of his head since he saw in the magazine. “Is .... is it true?” he said gesturing to the article.

Liam looked in his eyes for a long moment before answering a short - “Yes”

Drake rubbed his hands on his face. He flopped down on the bed, hiding his face in his hands.

“I didn't know.... She didn't tell me. I wouldn’t have left...” he murmured excuses to calm down the overwhelming guilt.

“Why didn’t she tell you, Drake?” Liam asked. Although his voice was calm, Drake felt it hurt more than the punch he just received.

Is it mine? He wanted to ask, but he didn’t.

I thought you and her....he wanted to say, but he couldn’t.

“Why did you leave, Drake?” Liam sat down besides him.

“I thought if I left....” Drake paused , “You were getting divorce from Olivia....” Liam looked at him more confused.

Drake took a breath,”I knew you loved her.”

“Is it was this is about?” Liam asked.

“Why didn’t you marry her?” Drake asked, finally with a courage to look Liam in his eyes.

“Because , she chose you.” Liam sighed. Drake mock chuckled.

“What?” Liam asked.

”Ya,Like that could be true.” Drake scoffed,”Why would anyone chose me over you? I mean you are literally the King! and you are pretty amazing!”

Liam laughed,”I know! right?!” he shook his head,”Even I thought she was out of her mind. “ Liam paused, “It took a long time for me to accept the fact - but you are not that bad your self, Walker.”

Was it true? did she really chose him over Liam? There was no one in the world who would have chose him over Liam - for anything - let alone for something as important as marriage - to spend their entire life with him. The over caring, the keeping watch - all was because she cared for him. Drake sat frozen as the realization slowly downed on him.

“But.... you....” he paused,” Did I ? ....came between you two?” he stammered.

“Drake!” Liam placed a hand on his knee.” You love her and she loves you. That’s what matters.”

“And You?” Drake asked trying to read his face. Only few people could read past Liam’s stoic expression. Drake was one of them.

“I?”, Liam gave him reassuring smile.”I am over her Drake. He is my dear friend and wife of my best friend - whom, by the way, I miss so much.” Liam wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

Drake smiled. “I miss you too.”

“Then let’s go. “ , Liam clapped his back, “I am here to take you home.”

“I ..don’t think I can face her, Liam” Drake shook his head. The way he behaved with her, pushed her away.

“God, Drake!” Liam stood up,” If you cannot own up to your mistakes and try to correct them, you are not the man I thought you were.”

Drake looked at him conflicted. He knew he wanted to go back. But was he ready to take up the responsibilities of his new life? To face Riley?

“Come on buddy,” Liam said to him,”She needs you, Cordonia needs you.I need you”

When could he ever refuse to Liam? Not only did he felt obligated to be there for Liam, he knew he could trust Liam with his life.

“How can I ever say no to you?” He smiled and stood up.

Liam smiled and wrapped him a brotherly hug. Drake hugged him back , feeling relaxed after a long time. He hoped this would be the beginning of a better time.

“Okay then lets hurry.” Liam pulled away and checked his watch. They might still make it.

“We might have to give you a makeover on the plane.” He said looking at Drake from head to toe.

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dairyfarmboy · 3 years

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My first task:

What seems to be seconds after finally accepting my new life on the farm, I was already put to work by the farmer. He had put on his dirty black rubber chest waders, and had a pair of black rubber elbow gloves hanging down from the side. It looked like he was sweating profusely and his ball cap had a wet ring around it. I was instructed to put on my waders and grab my rubber gloves.

“We need to unclog one of the outlets that leads from the barn to the slurry pit”. “I need you to lift and hold up the flow gate while i push out the obstruction”. I followed him as we walked along to the side of the slurry pit. The hot sun was baking the rubber waders and the smell was overwhelming. The farmer was getting ripe in his coveralls as sweat marks were starting to form around his crotch, ass, and armpits. His back was also soaked where small pieces of hay and manure clung to the wet fabric. I started to sweat a lot myself, and could start to feel a trickle of sweat fall into the bottom of my waders.

As we walked towards the slurry pit, i could smell the growing stench of the manure. I was lead to a giant square, concrete vat that was full to the brim. It had a green and brown color with bits of hay sticking out. Half of the vat seemed to have developed a hard crust, while the other half was more liquid. My dick started bursting the crotch seems of my waders, and it throbbed uncontrollably.

“I need to tell you about the dangers of slurry gas”. “Hydrogen sulfide is that rotten eggs smelling gas which is caused by decomposing organic matter”. “You should be OK as this pit is outside, but you always need to be careful and pay attention to wind direction”. “Apparently this chemical is also used in erectile dysfunction treatment...”, as he looked down at my raging hard dick. I was super embarassed and tried to turn away from him.

“Follow me and watch your footing”. We needed to access the channel, so i followed him down a small ladder that lead to the edge of the pit. I watched his first step, and his foot slowly squished down into the wet, green, sloppy shit. His step ended right about knee height. He stepped again and was now almost up to his waist in slurry. I could hear the air getting pushed out of his waders and got a whiff of the dank sweaty rubber smell with his sweaty balls and feet.

My heart was pounding. I couldnt think right, and my head seemed to be spinning. I was facing my ultimate fantasy and couldnt handle it. I took my first step down the ladder and felt my booted foot enter the slurry. It was a spongy slimy consistancy and i felt my waders cling to my sweaty legs. I then stepped again and sunk to my waist. The feeling of the suction of the waders and rubber pushing against my rock hard dick almost made me cum instantly. The smell was overbearing. I could feel the warm humid air bubbling up from the slurry making my dick leak.

I followed the farmer closer to the inlet walking slowly, trying not to make myself cum. Every step was more pressure against the waders, my feet slid a bit on the slimy bottom, and I was now visibly panting like a dog. The farmer showed me where to stand and help me lift the flow gate. I couldnt take my eyes off the farmer. He was standing there, full of shit, and his beard dripping sweat. The smell of him and his rubber only grew in ripeness, making me delusionally submissive to this man.

I was instructed to stand and lift the gate while he walked to break the clog with a 2 X 4. “Well this is looser than I thought”, “watch out for the flood”. Within two big stabs of the board, the clog was free and there was a steady flow of yellow liquid of shit and stale cow piss. The liquid flowed past my booted feet. “Wait one more, looks like there is more up ahead”. With one big wack, all of sudden the dam of dried manure broke and sent a huge wave of slurry down the channel. “Watch out”! The farmer yelled.

I stood there watching this 3ft wall of liquid cow shit rush towards me. The smell hit me first, and then I was knocked back without a chance to brace myself. The farmer ran towards me as a became immersed in the thick gloppy slurry and fell onto the ground. I was almost in shock as i became submerged. I felt the slimey spongy shit cover me from head to toe, which was the strongest smell ive ever smelt in my life laying in what was now 2ft deep of slurry. I couldnt help myself but i started to moan as my rock hard dick started to tingle and it felt like i was pissing.

I looked up at the farmer and he stood over me and the sight of his shit covered rubber and beard made me possesed. I couldnt help it, i started to grab and hump his shitty waders. “What are you doing boy”?! I just laid there humping uhhhhhhmmm ooohhhh UHhHhh “i cant help it SIR” oooohhhh uhhhhh uhhh. The shit started to pour into my waders and the warm shit surounded my dick and slid against the rubber. My orgasm kept going and the farmer just stood there. “Ohhhh siiir” Ughhhh UuuHhhhhhhhh ahhhh AHHH uuhhh AhHh. I shot load after load into my now shitty slimey waders.

I caught my breath still on the ground. The farmer never said anything and i slowly accepted what had just happened. Now covered head to toe in shit, i struggled to get my footing. The farmer helped me up and made sure i was ok. “Well im glad youre okay, but Im going to have to do something for the rest of your training boy”. “I dont want you distracted while you are supposed to be learning and working”.

I followed him out of the channel, and back out of the pit. Walking was difficult as my waders were stilll completely full of slurry. I was ordered to dump out the waders and meet him in the barn. I walked in still wearing my shit covered coveralls. I was ordered to take everything off, and spray down the coveralls. “We have more work to do and there is no sense in you getting a clean pair dirty, “spray them down and let dry in the sun.

“We need to shower boy”. I followed him into the milking room where there was a large industrial shower. We both got naked and stood under the faucet. As the warm water flowed down my body, leaving a dirty shit colored water stream at my feet, the farmer started to massage my back. I felt his coarse hands scrubbing my shoulders and soap up my body. I could still smell his pungent musk every time he lifted his arm. My dick grew again. He then slowly reached around and started to stroke my throbbing erection. A cow in the distance mooed, and i started to moo myself.

“Moo for me boy”. I started to moan and moo at his complete control as he started to hand milk me. Moooo moooo ughhhhhh mooo, i was humiliated at my poor mooing, but he didnt let up. He lifted his arm and pushed my head right into his ripe armpit. I inhaled the funk and i still was mooing. Moooougmmph uhhhhhhh mooooummmm. Within a few moments, i was begging to cum. “Please sir, i want to cum so bad please sir please”. In less than 4 strokes, i collapsed into his arms as i shot another load upon load across the shower room. He had to hold me up as I caught my breath. “Finish up boy we have more work to do”.

To be continued:

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xllxxrbxg · 3 years

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so ayon nga hehe

so ayon nga mga marecakes hehe narrate ko na lang nangyari today.

so i was like chilling today right im all set for school because i did my homeworks naman days before it was needed so i was like, "aight lets get this shit today". tapos karlo message me he wanted cuddles eh i was like hMMM... we just made out the other day eh and its like tuesday palang today !! i told him nalang na make it happen, not rlly thinking he would make it happen. but this mf took it as a challenge and actually made it happen.

before all that tho i was badtrip because ha made a very uncalled for rape joke and it fucked me up in the head, plus the fact na im being taken to someplace unfamiliar. i was very tensed the whole ride there. anw he didnt get the hint na it was THAT awful to me, but its aight we resolvedt it already. i'll keep a tab on this tho. for me that was a red flag.

anyways we made out in this tambayan place their family owns. basically it has a large parking lot and across that space was this little studio type housie house. the place had a large ass gate, wasnt really paying attention to what he was saying about the place because i was still tensed with the bad joke he made. anyways we went in and it was a very nice place. outside the house, it wasnt that obvious, but when you go in, it legit looked like one of those sala sets in malls with the note "thank you for not sitting" typa shit. so yeah it was nice it had same vibes with vista mall maybe because of the ceiling yellow scattered lights and of the fresh ass furniture and the whole place itself. it was a pretty decent size, not too big not too small for at least two people to share in the long run. it also had this aircon i always wanted the expensive ones u see in 5 stars. anyways it was quickly cold. there was also the bathroom that had a shower, then theres this chair where you pull a button and a foot rest will pop up lmfao. there were also two other sofa charis by the window. the window was the type then you push back up, not much windows tbh. but thats aight and reasonable since it has an aircon. i was tensed at first when the room was opened. it was obviously recently used idk maybe by his relative. WAS TENSED BRO same feeling when you enter an empty room newly unlocked by your teacher. THAT. that typa anxiety. anyways eventually joined him to sit by the small bed. was pretty much good for one big ass person to comfortably lie on, but fitted both of us nicely. didn't really bottom at that sesh so i don't really remember if the bed was uratex when weight is applied on me but it probably is AHSHDHASHDHSAHDSAHAH ok mej funny yun goiz liek- HAHA ok serious na nga hmpz. we cuddled first before doing nasty stuff. it was nice. i'd exchange all those laplapan just to wholesomely cuddle in peace and probably have a great nap together. i like the feeling the warm feeling. it was nice. yes. anyways,, yeah it was nice. cant stop talking about how nice it was because it was nice. heck... it was so nice. it was so heart heart. idc about my coochie getting rubbed, CUDDLE ME BITCH. anyways we started kissing and the rest is historyYYYYYY. jk. basically the make out routine starts with cuddling then kissing then he touches me until it reacher the forbidden softie softie, main bec he likes hearing my sexy ass moan. even before in tinder when i vm my boytoys for the first time the first thing they say my voice is smexy. cant blame them i agree. even when im alone and i randomly fake moan gat dam bro i get turned on too LMFAO. so yeah i moaned bec it was music to his ears and turned him on big time. was ngl kinda steamy when we breathe in each others mouth thats one of my favorite parts of it and also when i suck on his tongue. or also when i moan into his mouth. yep. also when he cusses it means im doing a great job. hehe. nice stuff ryt there. we pause sometimes to rest, then go aead again. i got many rounds that day. we did same stuff on the bed several times. then he pulled me so i'd be on top. im such a great top bro he aint know hoe to topppp. then was cuddling on top of him and then accidentally (wink wink) grinded on his rock solid stuff. he was turned on sabi nya shit anuyon sabi ka ah ayaw mo ok BUT THEN he was like gusto ko. tnagina pabebe yarn. anw i started kissing then grinding and he was cussing bec im so good at it. later my pants were off and later his shorts too. so we were underwear-away from grinding on directly. was nice got me tiredt. THEN HAHAH i saw this 5 peso coin by the bed and i was like eto yung token sa rides AHSDHASHDASHDHA WOF YAN TEH? tangina tawang tawa sya gago ang funny ko tlg san ka makakakuha ng kallapan na funny. tas nilagay ko sa gilid nya singko started grinding again. bet u he was grinding too. AND IT WAS SO HARD IT LOWKEY HURT TO GRIND ON. GEEZAS. so basically the whole bed was shaking. and i did my deed as a good girl to keep the music on (aka moaning) because there was no music. felt like

asmr. boring af. unlike when we make out sa car, theres always music. i like making out on the white chev instead of the fortuner BECAUSE THE FORTUNERS WINDOWS AIN TINTED what in the world was i thinking making out inside an untinted car INSIDE A PARK WHERE THERE ARE LOTSA PPL PASSING BY. anyways back to the bed, we paused, cuddled. then i was badtrip again for some reason so i got up to get dressed but we eventually made out again on the sofa hehe. legs spread again bec he liked touching there so i let him. then eventually was begging me to allow him to eat me out but i was like BROOOO NOOOO you gon taste it and it be not groomed yet in anyway but he was alr there begging looool he looked so adorbs but NOOO. i asked wala ka man benefit jan, sabi nya ikaw meron. tas sabi ko why do u wanna do it, he said he wasnted to satify me liek HNGGGGGG ok i would let you but it really not be groomed oakay NEXT TIME for sure. AND HECK the lights were on. it was daylight and the lights were on like hasdhahsdhashdas it feels liek im being eaten out at the home decor station at vista mall U GUYZ. anyways ayon. after non i think he tried carrying me for some reason. and i knew he found me heavy lols. but yeah i was a cute little moment he carried me around the room pretending its a mall and he's touring me and shit, "to your left, is the sala set, to your right is the flat screen tv..." things like that HAHAHA funny cute moment. anw later on we found ourselves sitting on the little bed again i was on top of him. he didnt want to lay down bec he alrady made the bed lol so we started grinding again sitting, me on top doing my best !! giving my all !! bec he also had a finger down there as i grinded on his stuff so it basically felt like a direct grind lols. anyways was nice. then later on we made out standing up. was kinda hard because he was 7 inches taller. OH AKALA NYO TITE SIZE YUNG 7 INCHES NOH. hinde. so ayon we were making out and he was shy to ask for a deep throat HAHSDHAHDHAS HECK NAW BITCH U TOLD ME A RAPE JOKE. so this is the part where i get revenge. he was standing there, and i was teasing him. was acting clueless, but he hinted he wanted his belt off so i took it off. was honestly confused with the belt. lol. anw i got to remove it and said, so ano next? playfully hhehhehehe. anyways ayon nga eventually me teased him everrr soooo slowly his dick went from solid-jelly-solid-jelly. LMFAO omfg will i cause him illness? omg. anwwww ayon. later on i removed his shorts as he asked. then i stepped aaway from him across the room because he was doing the shy type hands while hsis shorts was by his foot. and i LOL'd at him for a good few minutes just clapping my hands out of entertainment HAHSDHAHSDAS. then he asked me to put my hands inside, did it slowly and i told him to smile ka nga muna. AND HA THE MF WAS SHAKING. LOL. my fucking powerrrrrrr. anyways later on i was teasing out the underwear, then later i got my hands in again and then touchedt the dick *YAY* finally we got there!! anw it was only for a few secs and i told him its over HAHAHA. then i put his shorts back up again, but subtly teasing that i would suck. bec the shorts were by his ankles so i had to kneel. did i suck? no. did i make sure he thought i was? YES BITCH. and then he lay down fretting because i didnt suck his dick and then while was laying down i opened his shorts again to pretend that his dick was a computer mouse and told him "lets play solitaire, o kaya counterstrike or maybe purble place. gawa ng cake hehe" lmfao mfer be cry laughing because he dont know what to do bec he was teased. so ayon we ended that way and i thought he was bad trip bec of what i did. but he assured me na di naman like dapat lang duh. anyways ayon hehe.

uwi na kami after nakauwi ako 1. andon kami 10. hehe. hinatid nya man me pauwi. tho yung byahe pauwi di pa kami nakakalayo sa place he pulled over so i was confused bec there were no big vehicles incoming but to my surpris he started kissimg me again lol bro deins ka ba nasasawa. anw yon. was nice naman. making out with a guy from a rich fam is nice bec yall dont need to pay to rent in motels lol but still has pressure, bec if we end on a bad note, i swear most of the blgs here are engineered by his relatives. thats how prominent they are. the place we went to is owned by his uncle, who works at legazpi rn thats why the place was vacant. theyre making a mall i think idk. so thats why his uncle is making another like that na place dun. so he has somewhere to stay. like what in the wealth... its crazy how people have money. and for sure even if the place we stayed in was small, it costs millions fr. anyways ayun yung promised detailed chika ko. hehe ciao. mej pokpok nga me pero look at me suffering the consequences, may sipon na ako aside sa ubo because he had mild sipon. now my sipon is malala compared to his, and he alr is recoveredt tangina unfair. but yesterday he insisted to see me to drop off some meds and he hugeed me and cried. because i asked for a time out the night before. bec i was having a hard time. he allowed it but over thinkedt it so yeah he cried while hugging me tight in the car. and kept on saying sorry mainly bec of the sipon thing. but it was, i felt, directed to the other stuff he had disappointed me with. anyways before that sabi nya ok lang ba sayo mag punta munang emall may bibilhin lang, sabi ko naur im sick. it was bec he wanted to buy me gummy worms lol. cute. u shoulda bought them before going to me, mofo. jk. loveee u penggg.

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hazelolive · 4 years

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*2 hours after Damien is All settled in at the hall of lazereth and Kera is back at the hall of lamentation*

Kera was sitting alone in her room just absentmindedly doodly something in her sketch book. When she had a startling revealtion!

She got up and straight ran to the Avatar of Wraths room.

"Satan! I have a bone to pick with you."

The blond let out a sigh and put the book he had been reading down. While he didnt always like the nicknames she used to address him the fact that she was using his full name showed she meant business.

"Why what is it this time?"

"I just realized something!"

"And that would be?" He said with a slight sigh he had just gotten to a really good part in his book so he was hoping this wouldnt take to long.

"When Damien was questioned as to why and how he showed up to that student council meeting he said a blond demon had told him to go there."

"And Im not much of a detective but you happened to have left the room only 15 minutes prior to him showing up. And Your hair color matches the demons in question."

The avatar of wrath didnt get to see this side of Kera very often. Honeslty he found it a little attractive whenever she decided to use her detective anaylis skills to try and solve what was going on. Espically since he was the guilty party in this case. You would never be able to get him to admit it though. And just maybe hed be able to use a cheesy line or two he'd had saved up but only if the right opurtunity presented itself.

"I cannot deny that fact but I believe you have no solid evidence to paint me as your guilty party. Im nowhere near the only demon at school with blond hair."

"But you are the only one on the student council."

"While that may be true it is common knowledge to most of the student body where the Student council room is."

"But That room is off limits to them and I dont think many would be so bold as to venture over there. And even if they were a with the sheer timing of the encounter with Damien do to his poor sense of direction itd have to be someone who knew the student council schedule and had just left from the meeting so they wouldnt be to far away from the scene of the crime yet and could provide directions that even he couldnt mess up."

"Meaning it could only have been you."

He had gotten closer to her during her rebuttal close enough to quickly lean it towards her at a moments notice. Which he close to do just then.

"Thats some pretty damming evidence there. I'll can confirm your accusations but my next question will be why?"

"Why?"

"Yes why or I guess we can say what. Youve caught me red handed. I was the one who gave that lost demon directions. What are you going to do now." He said leaning down with a smirk on his face inches away from hers.

She flushed a little had a light blush on her face but shoved him back.

"Im going to ask you why."

Huh? He wasnt exspecting this reaction.

"Damien told me how frantic and panicked he was but I know how he must of looked from the outside. A slightly crazed demon covered in dirt stains frantically asking anyone he can where Kera is."

"And"

"He was my friend yes but what if he hadnt been? What if he was some sort of crazed stalker that he just carelessly sent into the room where I was."

Oh. All the pieces decided to click into his brain right then and there. Kera was worried and thought he had just carelessly sent a stray crazy demon after her.

"I see."

"You see! Is that all you have to say! What if he had been dangerous!" She said starting to get all mad.

He would give Kera credit where it was due and admit that when Kera got really angry she was a force to be reckoned with almost on the same level as his own. But she was also adorable when she was just a little huffy.

"As much as I hate to say anything positive about this man but you were in the same room as Lucifer and the king of the devildom. Even if he were a threat he would of been quickly dealt with. Because I heard that story to and that Damien gave Lucifer quite the headache which is a win in my book."

"Yeah but what if they hadnt been."

He walked towards Kera and grabbed her chin tilting it up so she was making eye contact with him instead of looking at the ground.

"I knew they were going to be since I heard Diavolo say he wanted to speak with Lucifer after the meeting. Besides even if they werent lets not forget youve came a long way since youve first got here. You went from not being able to defend yourself or use magic at all to knowing basic to medium level spells. So I know for a fact that you couldve sent him running if you needed."

"Lets face it your almost as scary as me when you get mad."

"Almost."

She said and decided to puff out her cheeks

"Yes almost." He said deflating her cheeks with two fingers. She was so cute and he wanted nothing more to kiss her in that moment but didnt feel like it would be the most appropriate. So he let go and was about to take a step away. When she suddenly decided to kiss him on the cheek.

He blinked 5 times in a row in confusion.

"Thank you." She said twisting her fingers a little bit most likely slightly self conscious. He wanted to say something witty and clever back. Anything but found himself stunned and speechless.

Kera simply giggled at the blush on his cheeks and the hand that was now glued to his face where she had kissed him.

That'd show em to tease her. She ran out of the room quickly and decisevely before he came back to his senses and tried to get his own version of revenge.

@buttered-ghost-toast @anjchan8

#obey me #obey me satan #obey me oc #obey me mc #obey me kera #kera #obey me story #so orginally was going to be like 4 lines and in the format of a shit post #but it blossomed into this and i love it #obey me short story #adding more to my saga #eventually i will get these all a place to be grouped together with no distractions inbetween #ill make a post when i do #damien #my oc #my oc kera #this also gives me slight ace attorney vibes and ive never even played the game #i also like how this came out

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faunusrights · 4 years

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OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 22

IN THIS EPISODE OF SURPRISINGLY TENDER TENDERNESS:

It had her soul by a hook, a barbed arrow digging into her flesh, gouging her bloody the more she tried to escape it.

JUST KIDDING

okay i’m just gonna HOP RIGHT IN if u dont mind me cause we in it now and i DON’T have time to catch you all up go read the fic!!!!!!!!!!!! DONT ASK ME SHIT

A direct line suited her better. From up here, with only the rain between her and the sky, the path ahead was so clear. The tether was a straight line.

a gaydar so refined it comes with its own overlay. sweet.

the planet below her resisted, no matter how she insisted

even when she persisted?

She pushed, and the force released like a broken dam, propelling her body away from the unyielding world beneath it—she leapt, high into the air, and it was like flying. With huge bursts of Aura, she cushioned her falls and leapt again, from rooftop to rooftop, making a straight line across the city.

can u imagine yr in umbraroot having a grand old time minding yr own business and then u see Very Famous Tenured Professor of Beacon Academy, Glynda Goodwitch, pinging herself across the sky? nobody would believe u. do u think it’d b on the news.

The rain fell hard. It was pitch dark. Glynda had the phantom of a scent: like the last breath of a campfire before it died, like a kinder version of the acrid stench of Grimm, Cinder’s trail was clear as day to her. She was getting close; she could sense it, like blood on the wind.

ISNT THIS NOSTALGIC,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, wow. its like glynda’s abt to ruin vale’s infrastructure all over again,

If Cinder was in a fight, this rain would muzzle her. Glynda remembered it vividly: how frustration tainted Cinder’s face in Forever Fall, how her fire sputtered and died. Even Cinder would lose her edge here, in this cold downpour. If she was in trouble—if she—

remember when glynda realised this for the first time and was like ‘hoho’ only now its made a thousand times worse because u have a crush emotions r hell and yr in the soup now!!!!!!!!!!! YR IN THE SOUP NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She almost ran right past Cinder—might have missed her entirely, if not for the painful yank at her own soul.

did cinder just hit the ground like a wet grape

“Don’t touch me!” Cinder’s voice was raw. She snarled the words out like a cornered animal and lashed out with one arm, hitting Glynda’s hand away. The other arm was limp, still tucked to her chest.

BE GENTLE WITH KITTY,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, lure her ass out w/ some shrimp on a string,

She shook like a frightened fawn under Glynda’s touch, ratchet tense and wholly spent of strength.

i cannot even describe how many of these scenes i am seeing so vividly in my head and my GOD do i wish i were better at sequential art cause i want to draw them ALL........................ I WANNA DRAW OUT THIS WHOLE THING!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

god i cant like. TALK ABT THIS SCENE WITHOUT COPY-PASTING THE ENTIRE THING BUT AAAAAAAAAA god. GOD. i just. phew. PHEW. its REAL TENDER. GLYNDA PICKING CINDER UP LIKE A LIL GRAPE AND wait diesel is this the thing you drew art of. diesel. diesel look at me is this that art--

Her fingers bunched in Glynda’s shirt. They were drenched and cold and Glynda hurt so much inside for her—whatever had happened to Cinder this night had destroyed her, that much was clear.

/sips drink see if i were an asshole id say hoohoo the karma but as i am not i say only this: babey 😔

If they recognized her name, they were determined to act normally when arranging the room she asked for.

“hey didn’t we just see her ping across the city a couple of hours ago--” “greg don’t even ask”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Cinder mumbled. “Leave me.”

“I won’t.”

ough,,,, directly in the kokoro i see

The shower was a collaborative effort; Glynda inspected for injuries while Cinder sat in the tub, warm water pelting down on them both.

other slowburns when they share a shower: hoohoo,,,,,,,, the tension,,,,,,,,, the s k i n offal hunt: what if you got in the shower with yr ex-enemy,,,,,,,,,, to inspect her wounds,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, and you were both girls 😳

Glynda gently roused her own, pressing a tender flow of it through her palms, offering it to Cinder.

Cinder’s Aura was hollow and hungry. Her soul lapped up everything it was offered. Cinder leaned back slightly, like that would help the boost go through faster; or maybe like all she wanted was a kind touch. She didn’t look back. Slowly, the various cuts and scrapes that littered her body erased themselves.

i am loving this mirroring which you probably already guessed but im like wriggling in my chair abt it all,,,,,,,,,,,,,, THIS GAY SHIT. FUCK YEA. FUCK YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEA

She turned off the shower and stepped out, gathering up the biggest towels she had found, bundling Cinder up in one and fluffing her hair again. This time the white towel came away clean. Cinder peered out owlishly, her face a far healthier color despite the purple bruising that remained around her eyes, telling plainly of her weariness.

OKAY straight up that description is so cute i physically clapped a hand to my mouth and went ‘AWUGH’ because BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! B A B Y

There was a gulf between them in the hotel bed.

It wasn’t at all like their nights at Cinder’s house. This was closed off. Distant. A thousand questions and answers hung unspoken in the air, heavy like the rain clouds themselves. The two of them were warm and dry, but not much else. There was little comfort to speak of.

see the real slowburn experience is having progress and losing that shit again. we take one step forwards and two back. u get the HIGH and then u get the real low but rn i hope cinders round face smiles once again. nobody who looks that baby like should ever b so sad and thats a fact 😔

Cinder, in her sleep, started crying again. It came and went in disconnected pieces, until she finally cried herself awake, startling out of her dreams.

i sent this crying cat in response to the update announcement but i never knew how real it was until now

again there’s a whole ass section where i cant pick one bit cause its ALL good but GOD this fucking. whole silent conversation theyre having. OUGH. THE SOULMATES.

When Cinder didn’t answer the question, Glynda held one arm out, lifting the blankets between them. “Cinder.”

Glynda didn’t know which surprised her more: that she had offered, or that Cinder accepted.

OH???????????

She settled quietly, face pressed into Glynda’s collarbone, her breath flitting warm over scar-marked skin. Glynda’s arm, curled around her back, weighed her down. Cinder did not hold on to her in return. She was folded up around herself, fitting into the space Glynda had made for her, taking to warmth and shelter like an abandoned child.

OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;w;

also whuh-oh:

The fear was eating her alive, and bit by bit, her skin seemed to unravel, every layer of her body sloughing off into just meat, rent through by that light—it felt like teeth, like destruction, like being twisted apart in some giant’s hands like an insect having its wings pulled out. It held fury like she had never felt. She quailed before it, and it bared its teeth, black tar and grave-rot spilling from between yellowed fangs.

Glynda tried to close her eyes, to look away, to run away, but it seized her like a bear trap sinking its jagged teeth into the wrong prey, snapping a much more fragile deer bone with ease. It sieved her being out from between her ribs, drinking only the cacophony of her soul, lapping up every part of her inheritance—all the while she was fighting, struggling helplessly in its grasp, her mind mere shatterings of bright-red pain, with only slivers of meat and fragments of bone remaining of her body—torn apart by lances of sunlight, burning like fire, a dawn that came with the sound of a scream.

firstly: 👈😎👈

secondly: do i gotta say how i love how visceral this fic is? i say it like in every liveblog. BUT IM SAYING IT AGAIN FOR GOOD MEASURE. IM SAYING IT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was coming. It would destroy her. With ease, with relish, it would tear her still beating heart from her chest and discard it, offal from the slaughter—and then it would dig deeper still, to draw out of her that very engine that kept her moving.

is this the closest we’ve gotten to an almost title namedrop?

Glynda stared through the darkness, seeing nothing, but knowing without a doubt that her gaze pointed north like a compass.

HRM............................................. I N 👈 T E R 😎 E S T I 👈 N G

THATS CHAPTER 22 BABEY. it was VERY good. i mean rip cinder’s whole ass but i do love her. i love this evil baby. i also love glynda picking her up with all the effort of picking up a bag of crisps,

#rwby #offal hunt #liveblog

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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Me and Declan shopping for Annabelle's Christmas and i said oh that's for little kids to,keep,them,in bed

"Abu would"

"You bet I dam did!! All the way around the queen bed!! You and your sleep walking! I found yoh all the way in the dam street!!"

"Well why did you let,me,get so far?"

"The guard found you! I was sleeping! He said you wanted to,go,swimming in,the big pond! What the hell and you began beating Him he touched you! They left two with you and one came to get me!! You told me they were beating you making your feet hurt by not allowing you to wall and making you stand in the street on the tiny rocks in the concrete! I nearly killed them all!! And you were still sleeping!!! I only understand when you began to walk because I told you i knew a short cut the other way and you said "I like you. You let me walk so i stand on the rocks less. You don't beat me like them. You let my feet in the air" I started to laugh so hard and You took me back to the hostel room and i took you to the bed and you pointed to the window and you sais "see? I want to swim but it's too small the bathtub is bigger" I nearly died laughing you thinking the moonlight was water. So i locked your ass I bed and all the little kids, too! They beat me they make me stand you said! My feet need to be in the air!! This girl!" He laughs

So, what happen was Abu's mom would tell me to wake up and go outside... And i would open my eyes and be awake but go back to sleep... But its like going to sleep and you're hungry and so you get up and cook after waking up again...

Except she would pretend to lift my soul out my body and tell me i might die if i didn't get up and tell me to go outside.

And so when i would get up my blood pressure would change rapidly and when I would drop i would go back to a sleep state..

So that night i saw Tom (Jeremiah) leaving the parking lot from the hostel. They left their kids with us (Sara had two boys, Jeremiah/Tom had Declan. I met Sara cause her 4 year old was in the same day care as my 4 year old and we all became friends and we would always be at my house, Me and her with thr kids or at the park or doing something for the kids to play and have fun. His dad was there awhile and they shared a suite and i didn't sleep walk but then when his dad went home, Tom went on the prowl) and i saw her red SUV slam on the breaks, start to back up (Abu's mom appeared next to me and,told me to look the other way but I looked down and tilted my head but i could still see him faintly in the corner of my eye) then go into drive, accelerate really fast around a corner then swoop from the opposite direction into a parking space.

Then Tom appeared looking dishelved and worried "how did you know i was leaving?!"

"Did you just come back?"

"Why do you keep doing this to me Sabrina?!"

"You know what? When i went to the lake i wanted to kill myself. You want to kill me?" I was remembering this drive that was weird,that he went on in Okmulgee when he was living with Stephanie and he was telling meall these places he went that were secluded and about living,in,a cave

"What? No"

"So is that same human! Leave him alone!" I was, thinking about his sons...

"Why is she holding your hand? Why did she just disappear?!?!"

"Hey are you Keith?"

"No!! Well my dad would say yes But I've changed since then so i would say no"

Matt came out then "hey what are you two doing out here?" He had been sleeping on the couch and i told him Hi and Bye as i had left the hotel "stay here and don't move. Especially you Tom" he said Tom with disdain

"I told you there was a shadow there!! Dont get Abu!!" Wailed Tom

"You didn't say it out loud!"

"When i was with Stephenie i learned you aren't as important to me as Sara"

My blood pressure was dropping steadily and this was more than enough and my head was heavy and i needed my bed.

"I need a pillow"

"WHY IS THERE A GUN POINTED AT ME??!"

"GUN? That's not the right one!!" I was starting to loose consciousness and there was a man standing opposite of me,ready to kill Tom with the wrong gun, a gun that wasn't mine where was my gun from the golden tree?" I thought to myself

"It was stolen. They put it in the grill because it has wheels. Not now Don't do that to me"

"I need help"

"NO!" Yelled,the guard "go get Abu!" He said to the other "and turn around!"

One was,behind me.. I could feel his arm.. I knew I could slide down his body to slow my fall as long as he didn't move I wouldn't get too hurt when I hit,the ground.

"Or just move!" Matt pushed him out the way but i already had my plan and my brain was all just sit and don't hurt the tail bone i got this. he ended up holding my arm near the elbow "uh sorry.. She was"

"No it's okay I only got her by the wrist you got her higher you were more equipped for her safety

"Well if you're going to hold me prisoner at least do it equally! Here Matt on the wrist."

"Uh uh. No,way Jose"

"Hey you're my brother! Swim?! In a few?? Here sit! Sit! Everyone sit!" They did and a car passed "in the middle of the Goddam street!!"

"What is every one doing? Why is Tom against the fence but everyone is in thr street you tell me that he is the only one with sense? My girl what you do?!"

"Look I am in prison"

"No she isn't and we aren't going swimming"

"My brother is such a killjoy"

"Why are you in your bare feet? Come on my lovely" he brushed the debris from my feet. "Did you die, yet again in the road? Why are your hands hurt?"

"She tried to get up---" explained Matt

"She tried to get up, sir, but she wasn't ready--"

"No, someone touched me from that - from his side - the guard's"

"He push??"

"No like I'm something lovely" the guard across from us, matt and Tom started laughing..

"Sir, come here please" the guard across from us said and Abu asked him to stand to discuss. He did then sat again but Abu said not in the street.

"He told me" Abu started to laugh "oh God please excuse me"

"What did he tell you that's so funny?!" Demanded Matt

"That YOU TOUCHED MY HONEY LIKE AHE BELONGED TO YOU and whats so funny" he began to laugh again. "Matt where were you when she fell?!?! Here maybe you can see I, my palm" suddenly Matt's fist went over his mouth laughing then he began to cry then was on his knees full of laughter. A car drove by again slowly and continued past but in my mind it stopped and in my mind kidnapped Matt

"Shoot that car!" The guard did and the car door opened and the man opened the door and fell out,hanging by his seat belt

"That was Obama's..." Said Abu

"She said to"

"Oh well. Why did you touch my honey? Why do you sit so close? What is her butt to you?"

"Just hurry, that guy is trying to wake up and I don't want him to shoot anyone he isn't supposed to, you know he has a gun"

"WHY DID YOU TOUCH MY HONEY???"

"BECAUSE I WANT TO!!"

"Oh you know he didn't do anything let's go in"

"No. I -- I"

"In Abu. I said. IN! LET'S GO IN. I SAID TO HURRY!"

I jumped up and began to run to the fence, finally the guard with the gun saw what i saw and yelled to Abu & Matt to run inside the courtyard.

Halfway to our room a car door slammed and i jumped in surprised shock, terror and fear

"Why! Why so jumpy!" Asked Abu irritated

I swooshed in front of Matt stopping him, literally stepping on the foot he had down and under the foot he had in the air and pulled Abu in front of me but he pushed me off rudely. "Abu not into the daylight. Come stay in the darkness" No one had shut the gate and Abu's mouth dropped open. He apologized then huddled against my body like he was scared 'get off! Just kidding what is going on? I thought he dead'

"How come you guys can kill people and i can't?" Bothered Tom

"We didn't look"

"What?"

"Wait he will come again"

We all looked and saw blood splurtting from the man's chest as he drove.

"He should not be breathing like that" then we all heard a gurgle then a car crash and a horn honking constant and in our mind we could see him on the horn

"Guard go"

"No, please i can do this"

We heard a deafening shot and the car horn stopped

"Now guard go"

"Wait he needs to see this"

Jesse James 1 appeared in the court yard "BRING ME MY GUN!!!"

"I'm sorry! I will! I will!"

The office for the hotel light turned on. "Oh shit. Every one sit,Sit. In the shade, okay hurry. I will sleep. Move the car when you can shhh. Its sleep"

"No but i want to know what Tom said to you when i left"

"Can't" I literally went to sleep with my head on my hand. My elbow on the arm rest of the chairs.

The hotel office clerk came out and approached... And i heard apologies and Abu grabbed my wrist "come on let's go" and my head fell and hit the arm rest hard and the clerk asked if i was drugged or drunk or sleep walking or what

"No its so much blood you need to get out. You can't stay in. Its not your body. Quit doing things. I know and the car is red. Stop talking and just go"

So the guard got a flashlight and showed none of us were bloody while the gun hid in the dark corner and the clerk said to see if I could get inside the room...

"Come on. Honey. Honey. Come with me. Time to wakey wakey"

"No I'm not bloody. I want swimming. In clean. Clean water. Honey you have me swimming in,schedule to now?

"You got to be kidding me no way."

"That's what i keep saying" said Matt. "Why does,it,feel like i stepped on spikes when i stepped on her?"

"Nuh uh honey... WHAT?!?! Stepped on spikes?!"

"Look at my shoe!! There's holes In it!!"

"Ah ha! My foot feels better! Okay let's go! No can't someone hit me in the head it hurts me"

"You fell on your face. Outside early"

"Let me reset her. What did Tom say to you when I walked in?" Said matt

"Oh!! Me!! Come on! Lets go inside!"

"Okay Whatever"

I started to rush to our room but stopped and turned and gave Matt a hug "thanks for not saving me. Its okay. It was good. Come on"

"Come. Lets. Honey! Honey!!"

The guard was brushing his chest and pointing to Matt to tell him to brush off where i had hugged him and Matt was all dude whatever and so the guard pointed the gun at him. My face was pointed at Abu who had his back to,the guard. Another guard asked Abu if he saw that shit. The 3rd came and said the car indeed needed to be moved

And what Abu said earlier did happen while i was heading to the guard he was a dead man...

Except i told Abu quit fucking around because Abu didn't see him go to the car and was going after him and i told Abu "Abu i need Your hand don't take it away from me" while matt held open the door to the room

In the room Abu saw my face in the light "oh my god! You look like roadkill! That is not funny at all!!" He laughed "but it is!! You looked like God picked you up and threw you to the ground face first with your legs dangling in the air"

"That's how my hips broke. But now all of me hurts. You hand needs to go south, it needs to go to Australia"

"No get in bed. Let me show you"

"Let me go wash"

"What did Tom say to you?" Matt sat on the edge of the bed

"He said I was No longer as important to him as Sara he learned with Steph"

"Iwant you to know he's lying to you. Abu said he would kill him if hes still into you. Remember that. All Tom is is a liar. Okay?"

"Mmhmm yeah i already knew that and apparently so is Keith"

"Did he admit that to you?"

"Yes he sure did"

"You want to go to China??? Because that is how far im going to bury you if you're here when i get up. You know you're not allowed in the room. You know what happened to the last one."

"But sir"

"But sir nothing" Abu shut the door. "Now how did she know that,guy was moving. Show me"

He had a slow bleed but fast enough for a puddle but he looked like he was trying to jerk himself up. And I could see in my mind him thinking of different ways to get up to shoot back but at the same time he wanted to see why we were sitting in the street and wondering how to report to Obama. So he was alive with energy and planning to use it. So we checked and he was in Hell.

"No one saw that but you!" Said Matt

"I know, because everyone was looking at Abu. Just like when I saw that sniper on that trailer roof the other night. Everyone looks at the Boss but that's it"

"She said he admits to being Keith now tonight"

"Oh i know! Oh to you! Her!!!?? Oh may be he has changed... Oh but Idk..."

Abu told matt to go to find about the man

When Matt opened the door "BUT SIR THERE WAS NO BODY ONLY SAND!!"

"Oh i have to kill him. Cant you please wait?"

"No you"

"Oh fine let me get undressed"

"I closed my eyes and then..." A loud cannon went off and sand exploded all over the living room and bounced all over the walls

Declan said "WHAT THE HELL?!" from his room in a WTF is going on now and why do i have to deal with this shit tone and kept repeating it through his mood swing... Until it landed on okay cool back to bed... After a series of amazement and approval and giggles

Matt walked in backwards

"It's ok you can look. She did it. She blew him up"

Matt turned around "you could had warned me first!! Just look at Me!! Im covered in guts of of of a person!!!"

"Yeah but you look like glitter. We shall now,call you glitter man. Its alright open your eyes we are all in clothes and look at yourself and look outside. Its all safe"

"Where did you?!" Matt and Abu said together.

"Its the Smithsonian!" I covered the blanket with my head which meant something totally different to each Matt and Abu

Matt yanked the covers off my head

"Ah man its you!"

"Huh?"

"We had a bird (parrot) and so when we covered it it would be quiet so we would do it to ourselves or each other" explained Matt. "Tell me what the fuck you said and waht did you just do and why am I covered in human glitter"

"It's gold. Come on. I'm bored. Ask God"

"Okay Honey, just a minute, come here Matt"

So then they decided to go to the car and I wanted to go too

"Will you get me my shoes baby?"

"Idk where they are"

"Matt does"

Matt handed me my shoes and I motioned for him to lean down and i kissed his cheek because we always did that as kids because that's how our mom did.

"Thanks baby. Okay let's go!"

Abu checked the kids and they were all asleep including Declan.

The car was pushed into a parking spot like i said to and it was covered in sand like dirt all like it had been buried. The puddle of blood was also just dirt but more ash like.

The next day Jesse James 1 cleaned out the car to have the dirt analyzed and reported it was just sand from elephant butter because that's what the lab had said. But it was untrue. The lab lied.

Abu told him to give him the gun but jesse replied it was covered in vines and couldn't be touched. He said it had spikes all over it so he put it in a large clear cake sized box and vines grew all over it and the lid and began taking over the car and even was trying to unbuckle them in the front seat

We didnt see any of that but when Abu picked up the gun a small seedling curled up and disappeared and turned into a dry leaf.

"No baby here look"

Abu crushed it in anger for being lied to

"Babe! Will you stop with it being bull shit!!"

"Who are you talking to? Not I!"

"Next you are going to say i don't love you!! Here dumb ass!"

The leaf was solid again uncrumpling as i handed it to him and it flashed between a seedling and leaf "oh alright" he turned his palm over and it slowly drifted to the ground twisting and flipping over as it fell... Once it fell we heard a loud boom like a car explosion.

"Alright who died?"

Declan ran to the red car the man had been driving "nope it's still there"

Jesse got off the ground and ssid "I,think I,was dead for a minute"

"Did you hit the deck? Chicken shit"

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sp4c3-0ddity · 5 years

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Jumpstart Your Heart

it feels like it’s been a while right?? well, it’s been raining for a few days every week for about a month, so take ~4400 words of post-canon fluff (where Allura lived though it doesn’t really matter tbh). enjoy!!

Pidge’s car refuses to start.

Fat raindrops steadily pelt her windshield, the lights in the Target parking lot blurring through the streaks of water on the glass. The chill of the winter air fills the interior, her breath misting out in front of her, and when she turns her key in the ignition, all she gets is a stuttering choking sound.

Pidge growls as her forehead falls against the steering wheel. All she wanted from Target was a jar of peanut butter and a bottle of orange juice for tomorrow’s breakfast, but all she got was stranded.

(Well, and the peanut butter and juice; those, along with a bag of cherry-flavored licorice that looked really good on the shelf but tasted awful the instant she tore apart the first strip, lay safely inside a paper grocery bag on the backseat.)

This is fine though! She was a Defender of the Universe - she was in worse situations before launching into space in a blue, lion-shaped weapon of mass destruction. What’s a little car trouble to a Paladin of Voltron?

Pidge drums her fingers on the steering wheel, thinking…she has a jumper cable in the trunk, right? Or, no, she let Hunk borrow it last time he was on Earth and forgot to ask for it back. Maybe another total stranger in the parking lot would have one - and a working car battery - and be willing to help her out? If they need convincing, she can even put on the old gremlin Pidge voice for them.

What drained her battery anyway? It’s not like she has to worry about leaving her headlights turned on when they’re supposed to turn off automatically!

Wait, when was the last time she had the battery changed?

“Quiznak,” Pidge grumbles when she realizes she’s never changed the battery. She spends all day - and sometimes night - designing some of the most advanced ships and weaponry in the universe, but her own damn car still has the battery she bought it with.

She’s going to have to call for help.

Right as the thought crosses her mind, her phone vibrates in her jacket pocket. She fumbles for it with stiff, cold fingers, expecting it to be her mother wondering if she’s home yet (never mind that she moved out of her parents’ house and into her own Garrison-issued apartment almost a year ago) only to be greeted with an alert from the weather service.

A flash flood warning for her county of residence.

“This is fine,” Pidge tells herself despite her heart skipping a beat in alarm. She’s never seen it rain this hard and for so long in this corner of Arizona; is a tsunami of muddy water about to wash across the Target parking lot and sweep her and her traitorous car away while she deliberates?

“Don’t be ridiculous,” she mumbles, scowling at her rain-streaked reflection in the window. “Tsunamis occur as a result of earthquakes, and I’m nowhere near the coast.”

But what if the dam on the river—

Pidge unlocks her phone and dials the first number on her “recent calls” list without glancing at the contact name. Her leg shakes, but she can’t tell if it’s from agitation or the shivers occasionally gripping her.

“Pidge!” Lance greets her cheerfully at the other end. “How’s it going? Not that I’m not happy to hear from you, but since when do you—”

“Lance,” she cuts himself off, “do you have a jumper cable?” Usually speaking to him on the phone leaves her a tad breathless and her palms so slick with sweat she risks dropping anything she’s holding - why does a simple phone call feel so intimate anyway? It’s weird; she calls her parents and brother on the phone all the time! - but now urgency steadies her voice.

“Right to the point, huh?” Lance muses with a chuckle. “Where are you?”

“Uh…the Target by the state highway two miles off-base,” Pidge tells him.

Lance laughs and wonders, “The peanut butter at the commissary not good enough for you?”

Her face warms - is she really that predictable? - but she muffles an irritated groan with her sleeve. “The commissary’s not open this late.”

“Yeah, I guess you could’ve just walked there too,” he adds.

“In the rain?” Pidge snorts. “I’m not crazy enough to risk pneumonia like you.”

“Hey, sometimes I like the simple things,” Lance says, “and one of those is walking around in the rain.”

As if on cue, the downpour becomes a torrent, the sky dumping buckets of water on her car where she sits huddling in the driver’s seat. “Oh, really?” Pidge retorts, rolling her eyes. “You’d better not walk here unless you want me to use your quintessence as if it’s a thirteen-volt battery.”

“Please, I know you need another car to jumpstart your battery,” Lance says. “And since you asked so nicely, I’ll even bring you my umbrella since I’m guessing you didn’t bother with yours when you left.”

Pidge slumps in her seat, tugging her hood over her face as if he’s there to witness her embarrassment when she admits, “That would be…nice.”

(Too bad an umbrella won’t keep puddles from soaking into her socks.)

“All right, hang tight, Pidge!” Lance says. “I’m already in my car, so I’ll be there in a bit.”

Huh, so some of the rain she hears is on his end. “I’ll be here,” Pidge mumbles, “waiting for you…as usual.”

“Hey, don’t be like that!” he says over the rumbling of his car’s engine. “Your knight-in-shining-armor - your very own Sir Lancelot - is on his way to rescue you!”

“Great!” Pidge says with false cheer. Sure, Lance is coming to get her, but she’s still stranded in the rain after the weather service broadcast a flash flood warning to her phone. “Just don’t die because you’re talking on your phone while driving in the dark during a storm.”

“If the Galra and a bunch of other crazy aliens couldn’t kill me, this won’t.”

Pidge runs her fingers through her rain-soaked ponytail and grumbles, “It better not, so please put your phone away and concentrate on driving.”

“All right, fine,” Lance says, and she can almost hear him rolling his eyes. “I thought you found the sound of my voice soothing or something…”

Ah, right, she told him that a few nights ago when she made the mistake of calling him after a nightmare kept her from falling back to sleep.

"It's not like I'm about to have a panic attack now," Pidge bites.

"You sure you're okay, Pidge?"

The concern in his voice...startles her; is he worried a tsunami will wash her away too?

Well, she already decided that fear is completely irrational, so she forces a smile onto her face and says, "I'm fine now that I know you're on your way, Lance."

"Uh—" He breaks off with a cough before he falls silent, the only sound coming from her phone the low hum of his car's radio.

"Lance?" Pidge prompts. "Are you—"

"Fine!" Lance exclaims brightly. "Great since my car still has a working battery! I'll be there in ten minutes, so see you, Pidge!"

He hangs up without giving her the chance to reply.

Pidge, not a little confused, stares at her phone's screen until it darkens, her brow furrowed. She's known Lance for the better part of a decade, but his behavior can still be such a mystery to her, especially of late. It’s almost as if he l—

Maybe she should just take the direct approach and ask him if anything's eating at him.

Luckily Lance doesn't leave her with enough time to really puzzle over it. His car's headlights flash obnoxiously - the jerk has his high-beams on! - through her windshield as he pulls into the parking spot in front of hers. A heartbeat later the driver's door swings open and Lance steps out, opening a Sailor Moon umbrella.

(She makes a mental note to ask - or tease - him about it later, and she won't take "It's my niece's" for an answer.)

He raises a hand and waves, his face barely discernible through the water splattered on her windshield, but she opens her door when he rounds his car.

The sound of the rain was muffled with her ensconced insider her car, but now it hammers down, pattering against Lance's umbrella and hitting her face as she turns to him.

"Hope you didn't miss me too much," Lance says, voice louder than usual to make himself heard over the rain.

Pidge raises an eyebrow and points out, "I saw you at work on Thursday." Never mind that something in her chest loosens at the sight of the smile - warmer than this quiznaking miserable weather - curling his lips...

"And yet you were desperate enough to drain your battery just for an excuse to call me for help." Lance's smile morphs into a smirk that has the unfortunate side effect of both irritating and endearing her.

Pidge snorts and mutters, "As if I need an excuse." She presses the button to pop her hood open before turning back to Lance. "Where's the jumper cable?"

Lance jerks his thumb over his shoulder. "In my trunk. Just wanted to make sure you were okay first." His gaze drifts over her, making her skin crawl with heat, but then he assesses, "You look a little cold."

Pidge rubs her arms, his comment reminding her of her trembling. "No k-kidding, so can we hurry up and jumpstart my car?"

"Okay, okay." Lance raises the hand not holding onto his umbrella defensively. "I forgot how bossy you are."

"I'm not bossy!" she retorts, but by then he's already retreated to his car, the rain covering up the sound of her voice.

But not the sound of his feet splashing through puddles.

Pidge sighs. What are the odds Lance knows how to jumpstart a car? Will he know on which terminal the black clamp goes? Will she need to show him?

Lance is a pilot; of course he knows how to do something so simple as jumpstarting a car, especially if he owns a jumper cable! But Pidge should step outside and hover near him...just in case.

Pidge winces the instant water soaks into her shoes - she should've worn boots rather than sneakers - but follows Lance to the front of her car. His umbrella handle is tucked awkwardly under his arm while he works on attaching the clamps of the jumper cable to her car's battery, his brow furrowed rather sweetly in concentration, at least until Pidge takes the umbrella.

He glances up in surprise, turning to her with wide eyes before a slow grin stretches over his lips. "For a tick I thought you were going to make me do this alone."

"Maybe if it wasn't raining," Pidge teases. She raises the umbrella over both their heads, huddling under its poor approximation of shelter.

(Lance is a better source of warmth anyway.)

Lance attaches a red clamp to the positive terminal on her car's battery and the black clamp to something metal. She trails after him to his car but can't help wondering, "You shut the ignition off, right?"

Lance frowns at her. "Can't you see the engine isn't on, Pidge?"

She smiles sheepishly and says, "Yes, now that you point it out."

"Then quit micromanaging me."

She shivers as he attaches the remaining two clamps to his car's battery, rain soaking into her clothes despite her efforts to stay under the umbrella. Her cold fingers loosen around the handle, too stiff to hold on properly, and she can't help a relieved shudder when Lance tells her it's time.

Her engine roars into life, a gleeful laugh escaping her when Lance whoops over the sound of two engines and the rain. "Perfect," she mumbles. "Now to let it charge for a few minutes..."

Her engine shudders and dies.

"What?" Pidge exclaims, her heart jumping into her throat. She smacks the steering wheel - as if that'll do any good - and groans, "No..."

A tapping on her window makes her jump, and she opens her door to Lance, sans Sailor Moon umbrella with his hood pulled over his head. "Didn't last, huh?" he observes regretfully.

Pidge shakes her head, slouching. "I'll have to buy a new battery in the morning," she says, "and..." She bites her lip before wondering, "Can you give me a ride home?"

Lance meets her eyes before he smiles and says, "I'll do you one better. You can spend the night at my place, and in the morning I'll take you to buy the battery before bringing you back here."

Pidge's jaw drops, but when she recovers - though her cheeks still feel hot enough to warm the interior of her car if only all the doors were closed - she says, "Lance, you don't have to do that. I can call my dad tomorrow and—"

"So you'll make me drive twice more in the rain?" Lance says, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow - which, frankly, looks absurd with his hair plastered to his head and water dripping down his face. "And one of those times without you to supervise me and make sure I don't commit some atrocity like texting while driving?"

Pidge throws up her hands and asks, "What are you, a teenager who just got his license?"

"Nope." Lance leans down, close enough to her level she can imagine the warmth of his breath touching her forehead. "Just a concerned friend who wants to do you a favor."

"Do you...owe me something?" Pidge wonders suspiciously.

"Come on, Pidge!" Lance rests his hands on her shoulders and shakes her slightly. "Let's have a sleepover like we used to on the Castle! You'll get warm and dry and be able to fall asleep to the sound of my oh-so-soothing voice if you want"—is he...blushing?—"and I'll even feed you. I might even have some hot chocolate mix and bread for you to slap some of that peanut butter onto if you want."

"But...I need pajamas," Pidge protests, though she knows she's already fighting a losing battle. "And a toothbrush—"

"I have an unused one," Lance says with a dismissive wave of his hand, "and I'll lend you something to sleep in. So...what do you say?"

Pidge's jaw flaps uselessly, taking in his hopeful expression and wondering if she can really make an objective decision about this with her heart hammering - does she really want to spend the night with Lance? - and with his obviously faked guilt trip.

"Fine," Pidge grumbles. Lance grins so brightly, his fist pumping, that she can't help a smile of her own.

But that doesn't stop her from warning him, "On one condition: I am not sharing my peanut butter with you."

Lance's car hydroplanes twice on the way to his apartment complex a few blocks from Garrison premises. Pidge holds tight to her seat belt, her heart bouncing in her chest until tires touch wet asphalt again.

Both times, she turns to Lance and socks his shoulder before saying, "Quit trying to kill us!"

Both times, he screeches in indignation and rubs his shoulder before retorting, "Quit trying to kill me!"

Both times, she retorts, "I barely hit you!"

And both times, he snorts before rolling his eyes and smiling with a fondness that makes her heart skip a beat for a reason that has little to do with fear that he'll skid off a cliff or into an overflowing canal.

"Relax!" Lance says after the second time. "I've got this, Pidge. I've driven in the middle of a hurricane before, so this is nothing."

Pidge crosses her arms. "You do know I have your mom's contact information and I can literally call her to fact check that claim?"

Lance laughs but presses a hand to his chest. "Oh, Pidge, you wound me by not trusting your old war comrade's words." When she continues to stare at him with her lips pressed together, utterly unimpressed, he scratches his ear sheepishly and confesses, "Fine, it was just a dying tropical storm, but come on!" He gestures broadly and adds, "We've been in the middle of space dogfights, so this really is nothing."

Pidge, in the end, can't fight her smile at the reminder - for all the misery that all caused her and her family and her planet - but she turns to the rain-streaked passenger window to hide it. "Just keep both hands on the steering wheel," she mumbles.

"As you wish, my dear Pidge," Lance says almost snidely, and she's pleased when he actually listens.

His apartment is familiar - she's visited many times by day or dry evening to play video games or watch a movie while eating takeout from that bizarre "Earth-alien" fusion place on the corner - but the walk from Lance's assigned parking spot to the door on the second floor deck feels long in the downpour.

Before Pidge can open the passenger door, Lance's hand on her arm freezes her. "Wait," he says. "I'll come around with the umbrella so you don't get too wet."

"You don't have to—" But his door shuts behind him, and Pidge barely sets foot outside - right in a puddle that soaks into her sneakers and the hems of her poor leggings - when he's there to greet her.

"By the way," Pidge says as he raises the umbrella over both their heads and she unthinkingly loops her arm through his, "what's with the Sailor Moon?"

Lance flushes, but he hides it well by reaching around her to grab her grocery bag and shove it into her free arm. "It's my, uh, niece's."

Pidge smirks. "I knew you'd say that."

"Let's just go inside," he grumbles.

They hightail it, running awkwardly standing close together under the umbrella before they give up on it and sprint full tilt, splashing through puddles with raindrops hitting her face and soaking into her hair when her hood flies off her head.

Pidge storms up the stairs ahead of Lance, and when her foot nearly slips out from under her, her breath escaping her in shock, he catches her around the waist. But she doesn't pause to consider the imprint of his touch on her, and by the time he unlocks his door and they pile into the warmth of his apartment, Pidge is shivering too violently to do much more than stand in her soaked clothes and tremble.

Lance shucking off his own wet jacket is enough to get her to move. She tugs hers off, handing it to him to hang on a hook from the shower rod in the bathroom, before kicking off her sneakers and peeling off her disgustingly wet socks and sinking her toes into the warm carpet in front of a vent blasting hot air.

Pidge shudders in relief, squatting in front of it as she combs her fingers through her sodden ponytail. She'll have to do something about all the tangles now too...

Lance clears his throat behind her, and she stands to see him handing her a towel and a set of old clothes. "You can, uh, change in the bathroom. I'll be in...the bedroom...changing my own clothes."

"Right." Pidge watches him retreat, his back to her while she admires the way his soaked shirt clings to his shoulders and shows off how the muscles in his back move.

And then he pauses in his bedroom doorway to glance over his shoulder, his eyes widening when they catch hers.

Heat rushes to her face when he turns back around and stretches his arms over his head with a groan before tugging off his shirt.

Pidge spins on her heel and buries her face in the towel he gave her. Did he do that because she was watching?

"Quiznak," she curses, her voice muffled in fabric.

Despite the chill she just escaped, Pidge splashes cold water onto her face once she's safely ensconced in the privacy of the bathroom. She's just here to spend the night, to accept the favor Lance offered her with no strings attached (for now), to maybe chat and play games with him before she catches a few hours of sleep on his surprisingly comfortable sofa.

No, she won't think about running her fingers through his damp hair or tracing the Blue Lion tattoo that peeks out of his shirt collar or feeling his breath warming her face or press her lips against his like she's wanted to do for years.

No, she won't think about damaging almost a decade of friendship for a kiss he might not want.

(But what if he...does?)

Pidge changes into the clothes Lance provided - an old, baggy t-shirt and a pair of soccer shorts with drawstrings she has to tie very securely - and brushes her teeth with a toothbrush she finds under the sink buried in a stockpile of beauty and hygiene products. She leaves her hair in its ponytail and figures it’ll be one problem to tackle in the morning.

She emerges from the bathroom and heads straight for the kitchen, intent on the snack she craved enough to leave her own apartment to drive to Target in the middle of a dreary winter storm. She locates a bag of bread in the fridge and pops two slices in the toaster before shrugging and helping herself to a Granny Smith apple. She cuts it up and dips the slices directly into the jar of peanut butter.

That’s how Lance finds her, sitting on the kitchen counter munching on apple slices and crunchy peanut butter right as the toaster disgorges her burnt toast.

Pidge offers him the jar. “Want some?”

Lance - looking comfortable in a bathrobe over his pajamas - stands across from her and raises an eyebrow. “I thought you weren’t sharing with me.”

“I changed my mind out of the kindness of my heart,” she deadpans before her sarcasm fails and she flashes him a smile. She shakes the jar and nods at the toast. “Hope you don’t mind that it’s a little burnt?”

Lance laughs. “Lucky for you, I don’t.” He takes the slices - wincing and gasping “ah!” when they prove too hot - and drops them into a plate before grabbing a knife.

They share their snack quietly, with Lance leaning against the counter beside her. And when it’s a little too much - when his arm brushing against hers makes goosebumps rise across her skin - Pidge blurts, “Thank you.”

Lance turns to her, his eyes wide. “For…what?”

She bites her lip and stares at a fleck of peanut butter stuck to her middle finger. “For coming to get me in the middle of a storm and letting me spend the night even though I live literally ten minutes away.”

Lance smiles when she dares to glance at him. “What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t invite you over?”

“A…sane one, maybe.”

He snorts and walks off to wash his hands at the sink. “Good thing I’m crazy about you then.”

“Yes, good—” Pidge stares disbelievingly at the back of his head, her breath catching and heat flooding her and…yes, Lance’s ears are definitely turning red. Maybe she misheard her or just misinterpreted him. He can’t possibly have said what she thinks he did. “What?”

She holds her breath as Lance turns to face her, something intense but…familiar in his gaze, almost trapping her in place. Her heart pounds too quickly as he approaches her, one step at a time, every second dragging yet passing so fast when he stands right in front of her too soon.

“Lance,” she says, and she might’ve hated how breathy it sounds if he didn’t capture her lips in his the instant his name escaped them.

He pulls away too soon, barely giving her the chance to reciprocate, but the heat in his eyes and his body so close to hers and her own swirling thoughts and rising emotion make her slow to react, her tongue tied into knots.

Until Lance wonders in a low voice that sends a shiver up her spine, “What’re you thinking, Pidge?”

“How fitting it is that our first kiss tasted like peanut butter,” Pidge says, because for some reason that’s the first thing that popped into her head.

Lance’s jaw drops - obviously he wasn’t expecting that - but then he chuckles and asks, “Why?”

“Because I love peanut butter.” She rests her hands on his shoulders and tugs him closer until he stands between her knees within easy kissing distance.

She takes advantage of it immediately.

Pidge kisses Lance in the way she almost convinced herself she never would, hungrily, with her lips parted over his and her fingers gripping his robe. One of his hands cradles the back of her head, and the other sits on her knee, his finger only just brushing against the bare skin of her thigh under her borrowed shorts.

Her heart races as she tears away to gasp for breath before finally telling Lance, “But I love you more than peanut butter.”

“Oh, good!” exclaims Lance with a dazzling smile that she matches. But he clears his throat and flashes her a smirk. “I mean…my work here is done. I was starting to worry I’d have to break you two up.”

Pidge rolls her eyes but wraps her arms around his neck and laughs while he embraces her around the waist. She threads her fingers through his hair and listens to the sound of his steady breathing, shoving away the memory of a time she feared she’d never hear it again.

Lance shifts just enough to rest his forehead against hers. “Is there any way I can convince you to spend the night more often without sabotaging your car?” When Pidge’s eyes widen, he hurriedly adds, “Not that I did this time!”

Pidge giggles and says, “Maybe.”

His lips brush against hers as he murmurs, “Is ‘I love you too’ a good enough reason?”

Pidge’s chest is so warm she wonders how she almost froze in the rain barely an hour ago. She touches Lance’s cheek and says, “Help me replace my car’s battery. Then we’ll talk.”

#plance #pidgance #lidge #flirtyrobot #it's very late so i'll worry about proofreading in the morning #voltron #reem writes fic

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reddeaddenial · 5 years

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Hi friend! May I request 38 with Micah? Thanks a lot! 💚

“Hand me the gun and I’ll kill him myself.”

Micah x Reader Part 1

[Part 2]

Word Count: 2051

Welp this turned into an angsty reader x micah somehow lmao. I’m gonna retcon some minor stuff after Guarma cuz it makes no sense imo but i dont think it’s too noticeable lol This got really long for no reason and I’m very sorry. I tend to write ramble when I’m not sure where I’m going with something so this just sorta happened haha

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Abandoning Shady Belle was a quick and panicked mess. You packed as quickly as you could, you knew you and the group couldn’t dawdle. Couldn’t have time to mourn. But it felt like like abandoning the old camp was also abandoning the others who they had to leave in Saint Denis after that horrible bank robbery gone wrong.

Good people died. Hosea… You adored Hosea like a father. Took you into the gang near a year ago when you had no where else to be. Lenny. That poor boy didn’t deserve the end he got. And then the others according to Charles, smuggled themselves on a boat. A boat that no one has heard about since. But there was mentions of an awful storm not a day later and everyone feared the worst.

That was a good portion of the gang missing and it was an awful blow to morale in their new camp in Lakay. Dutch, their slowly unhinging leader. Arthur, probably the most realistic voice of reason and right hand to Dutch. Javier, the group salvaged his guitar, but was left unplayed in a corner of the camp. Bill, they made sure to take all the horses, even those without their riders now; but Brown Jack was growing increasingly restless without the usual attention and pampering from his owner.

And then there was Micah. And honestly, no one in camp made mention of missing his presence. Or any comment at all. At least not around you. Because for reasons that they and even some days you could not comprehend, Micah and you were sweet on each other.

Well maybe sweet wasn’t the right word. More of a tolerance. That tolerance started with holding your ground over Micah’s aggressive and rude talk to you and the others. Your quick witted back talk seemed to annoy him at first, but it then became the norm for you two to just banter. It was an amusing show to some, with how quick tempered who bother were and constantly clashed, but it kept Micah from harassing others in camp mostly so no one seemed to care. But then things…changed after a party at camp one night.

Too many drinks. You ending up in Micah’s lap, playfully arguing with him. Next thing you know, you’re both kissing heavily, much to the shock and disgust from those who noticed. After that, things were different yet… not. You would still shout and fight with each other. But more often than not after, Micah would yank you behind some trees or tent and fool around. A lot. What can you say? The man was an asshole but he was very skilled in other areas.

But what was most shocking and just a secret between the two of you, was just the normal conversations when alone. Stories about past robberies, or life before, complaining about Pearson’s food. It was small things, nothing earth shattering. But those tiny quick moments seemed to bring you both together more than any fooling around did. He wasn’t a nice man, you couldn’t fool yourself that he was even if you tried. But you liked him. A lot more than you should have. And you hoped to think the feeling was mutual.

But now the bastard had gone and got himself lost in a boat at sea. And you were more torn up about it that you ever thought you’d be. In a sense you were grateful no one made comments, good or bad about Micah Bell. Most days you could just go about camp chores without thinking too much on him. The times you did though.. He was probably dead. Dead and gone but no one would care. You cared. You cared enough to cry into your pillow some nights. You hated it, Micah would have called you out for being such a whimpering weak willed thing for crying. You cared and you hated that you did.

It took several days and nights but with a lack of hearing his name around camp, hearing his voice, you were getting better. Not over it, but you were more focused on keeping the rest of the group alive, helping Sadie and the others where you could.

But then, one day Arthur Morgan walked right into Lakay. Looking a bit worse for wear but he was alive. And according to him, everyone was. Dutch, Bill and Javier. And Micah. You didn’t know how to feel. Ecstatic at first but… Now you were just mad. Furious. You wanted to punch that fool. No. Shoot him in the damn leg so he couldn’t go wandering off on boats and getting shipwrecked in god damned fucking Guarma. Really? Guarma?!

The group could feel your storm of emotions and wisely left you be. They knew how you got when you were in one of your Moods. A day or so later, Dutch and the others showed up to camp, exhausted looking, but alive and breathing. And there he was Micha Bell. Alive. Not even looking in your direction and antagonizing Sadie and the others. You scowled, hating at how hurt you actually felt by it. You stalked off, going to find a place to cool down before you caused a scene.

About an hour later you wandered out of your hiding place in one of the wagons and walked about looking for the fiend that had an unfortunately tight grip on your heart. There he was, on the porch overlooking the swamps leaning back lazily in a chair. Alone. Good. Maybe you could both just… talk.

You walked across the porch, the taps of your boots across the rickety floor made your presence known as you stopped beside him. “Micah.”

Micah looked up at you with an unreadable expression, and just looked away indifferently. “What you want y/n?”

Ouch. You took a steady breath trying to keep your growing pent up anger from bubbling over. “Think you know Micah Bell. Haven’t seen you since that nightmare of a robbery in Saint Denis.”

Micah snorted and crossed his arms. “So? What, you here to check up on me?” You almost needed to physically restrain yourself from reaching for your gun to… to do anything. Anything to just get him to even fucking look at you. You swallowed your pride though and answered him honestly. “…Yes.”That had him looking at you again, but you caught a flash of genuine surprise in his eyes before it was hidden with indifference again. Which confused you all the more when he said “It’s no concern of yours. Now how about you run along and go chat up someone else? I’m not in the mood with putting up with your usual shit.”“Why are you acting so-?!… I thought you… and me…” Dread was filling your gut, the emotions of all the awful things that have been happening these past weeks were really messing with you right now and Micah acting so indifferent. You knew there was a good chance that he didn’t give a shit about you. You knew that the little bonding moments could mean nothing. You knew all of that, but your heart was being shot up into little pieces right now. You had only yourself to blame. You knew… but you had hoped. “You and me what? Thought you were smarter than that y/n. Got more things to worry about than your pining.” “Pinin’?!” There is was, a crack in the dam keeping your anger at bay. Your voice raised a bit, eyes narrowing. “I’m the only one that tolerates your shit attitude in this damned gang! Sure you can shoot a gun, but if it ain’t for that. No one ‘round here woulda hesitated puttin a bullet in your head with the way you go on!”Micah scowled and stood up from the chair, facing you completely. This argument was different from all the rest you both had before. You could tell how the way he was looking at you. Something changed in him. Was it from the incident at Saint Denis? What happened in Guarma? You weren’t sure. But whatever cruelty he held back on you was let out full force in his next few words. “I never asked for you to tolerate me! Never asked for your company. Never asked for you to follow me around with your simperin’ feelings.” He stepped closer, getting in your face with a sneer and completely shattered your hopes in two quiet sentences. “You’re so easy to read now y/n it’s borin’. How ‘bout you wander off and go do something useful, and if I need your services, I’ll give ya a holler.”

That was it. You saw red, behind your damp eyes. You roughly pushed Micah’s chest away, making the man stumble back and hit the porch railing. You went for you gun. Micah’s eyes widening in shock as he realized what you were doing. You had only just began to aim, when you noticed from the corner of your eye an outreached hand whipping out and grasped your wrist tightly yanking your pistol out of your grasp. You glowered at the man who only tiredly looked at you in disapproval and sympathy. “You need to calm down y/n. You’re lucky I got here when I did.” “This don’t concern you Arthur Morgan. Hand me the gun.” You spat out glaring between Arthur and an oddly silent Micah. “Look y/n, as much as I’d love to see this sack of shit dead you-” “Then hand me the gun and I’ll kill him myself!”

“-You can’t be doin’ that. We need every workin’ hand here to keep the gang together. We can’t ourselves killin’ each other when we have a whole lot of problems out there tryin’ to kill us!” He raised his voice over your own, trying to get you to see reason. And you did. Arthur was always good at that. After a few moments of silence you nodded. You sniffled and glanced at Micah, who was just watching you warily like he’s never seen you before. Squaring your shoulders, you collected yourself and took a deep breath. Enough of this. You were better than that. So much better. And definitely better than Micah fucking Bell. “You don’t get to talk to me. You don’t get to be near me. And you sure as hell don’t get to touch me. You… You are not worth this Micah Bell. I’m just sorry it took me this long to realize it.” And just like that, you turned your back to him and walked past Arthur who was still holding your gun. Micah didn’t say a damned thing. This was probably the quietest you’ve ever heard the man. He let you leave without a peep. You walked to the absolute farthest part of the camp away from Micah, leaning against a tree, wiping your tears. You were done with crying over that lowly snake of a man.

Footsteps.

You turn your head and see Arthur awkwardly shuffling there and your lips upturned to a faint smile. This man was awful with trying to cheer people up but offering your gun back was a good attempt. “Promise me you won’t shoot em? At least not yet.”“Promise. I’m… sorry you had to hear all that, had to butt in.” “It’s fine. To be honest, I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. Bright side, looks like you scared him quiet with that act. Wonder how long that’ll last though.”You gave a bitter chuckle and you both looked out at the fading sun through the gaps of the trees. “I’ve been a fool. But he’s an even bigger one. He’s gonna regret makin’ so many enemies out of people.”Arthur huffed a laugh and crossed his arms. “Don’t I know it. Till then… you ever feel like you’re about to get trigger happy on him, just come my way alright?”“Thanks Arthur… You’re a good man.” You smiled softly, hearing his quiet grumbles of denial. Lord that man couldn’t take a compliment. But you felt… better. Lighter. As much as you hurt right now in this moment, you knew you’d come out of this stronger. Arthur mentioned Dutch, Bill and Javier would be here soon as well. The gang together again, you could all move forward, get back on track. Lay low, earn money, and get the hell outa here. You could do it, you were a survivor. And no heartless Micah Bell was going to stop you.

#maddy writes #micah bell x reader #angst #rdr2 x reader #request #ask #shyyeehaw #whats even happening in this one lmao #im so sorry i tried my best #im not very good with micahs personality yet #i retconned who arrived in guarma when #because the cutscenes dont really explain it much #aside form arthur #rdr2 story #micah bell

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chimswae · 5 years

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Chapter 13

Foreword:

Some stories are better left unsaid.I couldn’t change anything for the world, although the fame part of this industry is tough to handle.Do i have a life? Yes I have my fans.Do i have friends? Yes the members that I cherish. Do i have love? No I have to let go.Life always offers you a second chance. It’s called tomorrow. But do i have any tomorrow?

Pairing: Jimin x OC (Other characters: BTS, OCs, Lee Taehwan)

Genre: Idolau, Fluff, Romance

Word Count: 3,680

Author Note: I crosspost this story from my Asianfanfic account. Mind you, clicheness OVERLOADS

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Chapter 13: Infinite gratitude, infinite hope

“Why didn’t you tell me about this girl existence and that you have a son with her Jimin?”

“I…am..”

“ANSWER ME PARK JIMIN!” his loud voice echoed throughout the hallway shaking the building. They had never seen Bang Pd this furious, and even worse he never yelled at them like how he did to Jimin at the moment.

Others shrunk in their seat afraid to meet Bang Pd fiery eyes, this was not all about Jimin keeping the truth from him but the members were at fault too. They knew about it but chose to keep it to themselves. With that they were ready to face Bang Pd’s wrath at all cost.

“I…don’t know what to do. I thought I can handle it as long as I don’t get caught” Jimin hung his head low too timid to face the older man angry face.

“You think you can handle it but you don’t. So much to celebrate your Billboard winning, the press out there are finding the perfect moment to drag you all down. It is so happen you just won your first global award and they release your dating scandal to public” Bang Pd frowned in his seat, rubbing his temple.

Namjoon stepped in trying to ease the dreary atmosphere in the room, and as a leader he had to say something to protect his members, “Bang Pd, don’t blame Jimin. He just found about his long lost son few months ago. If I were in his shoes, i would do the same. His utmost priority is to protect the girl and her son from medias. He tried his best to keep it low” he squished Jimin’s shoulder.

The members understood the pain that Jimin experienced, along with his insecurity and fear. All he ever wanted to protect his family. It turned out irresponsible human out there decided to invade his privacy and made fun of his life to gain money and fame.

“And you all knew about this from start?” he slammed his desk while eyeing each of the members.

“Y..ess.. Bang Pd.. we knew” Namjoon muttered.

He yelled “I CANT BELIEVE YOU GUYS ARE BEHIND THIS TOO!This is a serious matter, do you think im a joke?” everyone flinched. No one dared to speak, it was not a good time to defend themselves it would make things went from bad to worst.

Glaring at Jimin, Bang Pd hissed under his breath “To protect the girl and that kid, and hurting Bangtan in the end? Are you even sure he is your real son?She could be after your money, why did she appear after five years hiding? ” his question triggered the anger in him.

He had so much respect for Bang Pd and he was well aware the older man was mad so everything that came out from his mouth should be ignored. However, Jimin was offended mainly because he hated people insulting his girl. And, it seemed like they were trying to find someone to take the fall by cornering Yeoul.

“Dont disrespect her, she is the mother of my son. And I trust her with all my heart, if you were to find someone to blame, I am here. I am ready to take the full responsibility “ he clenched his fist holding back his anger.

“And what is exactly your plan?” he let out a sarcastic laugh and kept his poker face which sent chill down their spine.

Jimin raked fingers in his hair, exhaling heavy sigh “I will tell them the truth, that is the only way to stop the medias from spreading malicious rumor”

“You do know this will affect your career right, you might lose your fans. Most importantly, things might just get ugly” Bang PD shook his head.

“I know, that is the risk that I am willing to take. I cant afford watching my family living in fear, they invaded her homes, hurting my child and Yeoul. I will protect them no matter what because..I am the father of this child, that is my responsibility ” he croaked, fiddling with his fingers.

The room was dead silent as no one dared to speak, Bang PD whom seemed in deep thought finally broke the silence “We will do damage control without jeopardizing Bangtan and your family” his lips were pressed into thin line.

He continued “I have nothing against any of you being in a relationship, because that is the freedom that the company gives you. I know you dated this girl during your trainee days Jimin, but this isn’t simple since it involves a secret child. Let me meet this girl first, I will get our staffs to fetch her” the boys included Jimin turned their eyes to Bang PD with a glint of surprise.

“Are…you sure?” Jimin blinked confusedly, so Bang PD nodded while giving him a light pat on his shoulder. That was surprising since few minutes ago the older man was not convinced whether the child is his or not, and now he wanted to meet Yeoul for some kind of confrontation. The members nodded with a small smile encouraging Jimin to take the offer.

“Can I ask you a favor?I… can you make me go and get her instead of sending the staffs? I mean..I have to check on Minyeol too..” he mumbled timidly.

He seemed reluctant to let Jimin out in public considering there were many eyes on him from now on “We will see about that and for now get enough rest. It has been a long week for you guys, we will be having a press conference in conjunction with your winning. So be prepared mentally and physically” he assured.

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Peeking through the window, Taehwan scowled lowly “Why cant those people leave” it was indeed annoying to watch press from different companies camped outside Yeoul’s resident. It had been like that ever since the news spread. Not to mention Yeoul and her family had been staying inside the house for three freaking days. Only Taehwan would go in and out from the resident to buy food and most of the time he would stay indoor with them.

Bighit had not released any official statement pertaining to this matter since they focused on Bangtan’s Billboard press conference. Jimin anxiety might reach his limits by anytime soon, bad sign indeed. Meeting Yeoul and Minyeol, that’s all he asked from Bang Pd and for some reason he was delaying it. How unfortunate.

It was unmanly for his side to let Yeoul handled the situation alone. He supposed to be there for Yeoul.He couldn’t even get a wink of sleep without worrying about those two and his members, the news really hit him hard. Any communications between him and outside world had been cut off temporarily, just in case irresponsible fans or medias who obtained his phone number illegally tried to reach him.

A loud buzz from the living room cause Yeoul to jump from her seat, she answered the call in hurry “Jimin?” every single calls that she received these past few days, she really hoped one of it would be Jimin. Leaving her with no news at all after a call from Namjoon few days ago was driving her up the wall. Taehwan tore his gaze to Yeoul as his heart clench in pain, how he wished he could be Jimin.

“Hey, love.. Are you alright? I am so sorry that I just got to call you now?” upon hearing his voice at the end of the line, her dam broke. Was she supposed to cry? But she worried to death, it just happened this way.

“Oh my god, Jims I thought something happen to you..” muffling her sob, Jimin could sense she was crying and he grew panic.

“Yeoul..are you crying? Are you alright? How about Minyeol? The press.. they are still there? Please tell me you are okay…” he bit his lower lips. Jimin was considering to take an emergency flight to Busan right way now. He didn’t give a damn about anything right now.

Her deep sigh echoed as she tried to calm her racing heart “We all alright, Minyeol is a little scared after the incident. But he is doing well. We are staying indoor, don’t worry. I wont get any near the press. They are doing crazy things outside, and it has been three days” Jimin palmed the wall beside him with a low scowl.

“Jimin… how are you holding up? I apologize.. This is because of me.. I should be more careful.. I hope this does not affect you and Bangtan.. I feel really bad for tarnishing your image” she continued. Her voice was a mixture of guilt and pain, she hated the idea of jeopardizing Bangtan’s image. These boys worked so hard to reach this far only to be ruined overnight because of her.

Jimin flinched in disapproval “ Never blame yourself. I am warning you Na Yeoul…” his stern voice silenced her.

She heard him continue “We are okay, this is not the time to worry about others. You are in a tougher positions with no protections. Bang Pd requests to meet you personally, and I will head to Busan tomorrow after our press conference” her eyes widened in fear. Why would Bang Pd summon her to Seoul?

“Why.. I mean.. will it be okay for you to be out in public? They are tons of medias and angry fans outside Jims.. this is really bad. You cant come!” her high pitch voice drove Taehwan attention to her as he tilted at her direction curiously.

She turned pink knowing Taehwan curious eyes penetrated hers, Yeoul mouthed him ‘I am alright, sorry’ he then gave her a soft nod and continued with whatever he was doing. He demanded nothing from Yeoul, because she would eventually tell him everything.

“What do you mean I am not allowed to meet you? I want to make sure both of you are okay! Besides, there is no turning back, sooner or later they will know about us. So I have nothing to lose, I will come and get you by my own” he frowned.

One thing about Yeoul, she worried about others more than herself. Sometimes, way too much.

“But.. Jimin… I am worried…The comments from the public are nasty and I do-” Jimin cut her before she could finish her remaining guilty speech. He knew what she was planning to say, Yeoul being Yeoul.

“Na Yeoul. Quit being gullible. You cant give in this easily, they are pressuring us because people love to see us crumble apart. And I am not going to let anyone hurt you and Minyeol” his voice was low but enough to reach the deepest core in her heart.

Only Jimin.. Only Park Jimin.

“Dont read comments from the internet. Those people are a real coward, hiding behind the screen to torment us. Never let their words get you alright? Wait till I come, do not do anything foolish. I will make things right for us” she touched her beating heart with a small smile. At time like this, he still had this magic which could swoon her over the moon.

“You too.. Please don’t get hurt. Don’t worry about me and Minyeol. Taehwan is here to watch after us for the time being. Let me know if you reach here tomorrow” she mumbled softly.

Jimin finally broke into a genuine smile “Is he playing a bodyguard now? Glad he is there to watch after you two. I’ll let you know, got to go now. Seokjin hyung will be furious if he finds out I am using his phone. Love you, baby” he whispered hoarsely.

I hate you Park Jimin for having this spell on me, she groaned in her head.

Listening to Yeoul sweet chuckle put his heart at ease at least, “Love you too, Jims..” she puffed her cheeks, trying not to blush but she failed. A phone call with Jimin even for awhile was enough to get her mind back right on track unlike before.

Taehwan chewed his lips to surpass any sound coming out from his mouth ‘Stop being jealous Taehwan…she loves him’ he clutched his fist, clearing his throat awkwardly.

Taking a deep breath, he finally found courage to inquire Yeoul “Was it Jimin? What did he say?” he avoided any eye contact with Yeoul at all cost this time. Or she could see his burning eyes and heart. Jealousy slowly took over his mind and emotions.

Sunk beside Taehwan with a relief sigh “He said he’s doing okay. And, Bang Pd wants to see me so Jimin is coming to get me to Seoul as soon as possible” her fingers fidgeted the hem of her dress.

Raising his brows in confusion “Who is Bang Pd? Is it safe to go out in public? Both of you being seen together?” he disliked the idea of course, whose brilliant idea was this after all.

“He is their boss. I don’t know what he is planning to do just yet. This thing with the medias outside it cant be undone. If we lie, they still throw shade at us. I am following the flow as long as it does not hurt Jimin, Minyeol and Bangtan” she glanced at Taehwan hard face. He seemed to be holding his anger or jealousy, something along the line.

She reached out to his hand, holding it tight “I know this is insane Tae. You are important in my life, I need your support. I hope you are with me and respect my choice” he pondered about it whenever he had free time. As much as he wanted to deny it, this bound to happen. The truth prevailed in the end.

“Yeoul..” instead of squishing her hand, he enveloped her into a warm hug “ I am with you until the end, no matter what you do..Just remember that” he whispered.

Touche by his patience and kindness, she unknowingly cried in his shoulder “Thank you Tae.. for being here with me now and then..I am sorry that I only know how to break your heart instead of mending it” he squished Yeoul close.

“Foolish girl. Your happiness is my happiness. Do not feel bad for me, that makes me feel ugly” he joked. He knew the joke was very unfunny but Yeoul laughed softly at his silliness anyways. Taehwan randomness was one of his charms, so no complains.

Cupping her cheeks, he stroked his tears away “You are strong. You can face this, trust me” with that he planted a soft smooch on her forehead.

Faith and hope are not a mere word. When there is hope, there is faith. When there is faith, miracles happen.

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BTS’s Billboard Press Conference

“Remember to calmly answer questions from the floor. Any questions being forwarded to you guys will be filtered by the MCs so don’t worry”

“And don’t answer questions that is not related to you experience in Billboard Award. Do you understand?” their manager reminded them before walking out to meet the press. They were ready with any possibilities today following the Jimin incident, so things might just get out of hand at some point.

The boys nodded while having getting final touch up of their makeups. Jimin decided to take part in this press conference even though he was given choice to not attend the event. He had no reason to hide and shouldn’t he be professional? This press conference was supposed to highlight their success, so be it. The scandal had nothing to do with this.

Others were worried of him but they admired his persistence to join this conference despite all the shits being thrown to him right now. Jimin mental condition was made of hard rock. Frankly speaking, this was not the first scandal that they faced back then they were others major scandals that’s as worse as this one. They got through it though it took time. Bangtan managed to face it and still survived the tornado. Their strong brotherhood bonds is the utmost strength and of course overwhelming loves from Armys.

“We can do this” Namjoon smiled as all of them gathered in circle and did their usual group chant before walking up the stage. Flashes of camera and faint mumble from the audiences died down as soon Bangtan made their way to the stage with style. They politely greeted audience before them and took their respective seat.

As the MC did his part to introduce the group and the main agenda of today’s press conference, they proceeded with Q&A sessions. The first 20 minutes went smoothly as the members took turn to answer questions and shared their thoughts and experiences during BBMAs award. There was no sign of medias trying to bring up the scandal occurred in that particular week.

Jimin finally got to breathe normally, he could feel his stomach churned in fear. He was very wary with his surrounding, since he expected at least one question relating to the scandal.

“Yes, the one at the back” the MCs announced.

The man arose from his seat and started to ask question “Hi, I am Jaye Kim from The News Daily. My question is open to any members of BTS. My question, BTS comeback in the second half of 2017 will there be a slight change in the group after the major scandal?” the audience murmurs as Jimin face hardened at the question from the man earlier.

He knew, everyone knew what he meant by major change.

Namjoon immediately answered him with a polite smile nevertheless “I believe Bangtan will continue just as we are. Our major change.. I can say that our music concept will be different this time. I hope it will be stronger than ever” he chuckled to ease the awkwardness. Jimin glanced at Namjoon giving him a thankful look and he nodded with a genuine smile.

As the MC thanked the reporter from The News Daily, he then opened the floor for next question.

A woman in her thirties stood up, taking the microphones “I am Shin Nayoung from MSC News, I would like to address an important question to Park Jimin-ssi relating to the scandal broke earlier this week. Is it true the woman in the footage is your secret lover?” her confident smile was pure evil. Indeed, Shin Nayoung was that kind of reporter who dug up celebrity’s dirt as their article bait and make money from it.

The tense in the air could be felt by everyone, up until now no one dared to address the issue until this Shin Nayoung woman brought it up. It triggered others’ curiosity as they almost forgotten about the scandal happened this week. Still fresh in mind so everyone was boiling up to get a definite answers.

Jungkook who sat beside Jimin noticed the change in his expression, he reached out his hand under the table holding onto his hyung hand “We are with you, don’t worry” he whispered lowly. Jimin shot him a small smile as he tried to not make any eye contact with the audience down there, it was suffocating.

The MC took counter measure before things got heated “I apologize Miss Shin, I believe this conference is strictly for BBMAs related questions. No other issues shall be arose except BTS winning in Las Vegas last week. Please respect their privacy” he smiled.

This Shin woman did not give up just yet “Oh? When is the company planning to respond to this scandal. I am sure the whole nation is dying to know the truth, don’t you think so Park Jimin-ssi” she darted her gaze to Jimin.

Yoongi snapped as he tried not to wear off his cool expression “Excuse me Miss, I think the MC made it clear that we don’t take personal question at the moment” he defended Jimin.

No one messed with Bangtan Sonyeodan, you have to face me. Yoongi cussed in his head.

“Yoongi-ssi, I believe Jimin-ssi has a mouth to talk” Yoongi let out a low snicker but Jin held him back, signaling him to keep calm.

Jimin shifted uncomfortably in his seat and bowed politely “ I am sorry, I cant say much. Further information will be released when the time comes. I hope you understand” he met her slightly arrogant gaze who’s burning to get answers from him.

“You are just avoiding us Park Jimin-ssi. Don’t you agree, we deserves at least a closure?” she smug.

Thankfully, before things got out of hand their manager stepped in replacing the MC place to sort the problems.

“Thank you for coming out today. And we are overwhelmed with the support that we get from all of you lads and gents. An official statement pertaining to the incident occurred earlier this week will be announced soon, until then please respect BTS’s privacy. Thank you again” he signaled the members to stand up.

Bangtan shot up from their seat giving another polite bow and let the press to take few group photos before leaving the stage. Jimin heaved a relief sigh, and he didn’t know a simple press conference exhaust him this much. Not to mention, their manager stepped in just the right time before the bubbled burst due to that Shin Nayoung’s foul mouth.

Everything was okay not until she stepped in. A wicked witch.

Namjoon being a concern leader he was, he made his way to Jimin hugging the younger boy “ You did well back then, holding back your anger. I know you are ticked off and nervous” he patted his back as encouragement.

“Thank you hyung. Thanks for standing up for me” he sighed gladly returned the hug.

Pulling away, he smiled softly “We are brothers.. Don’t thank me” others surrounded Jimin giving their unusual so called encouragement speech which he gladly listened to.

Whenever he sought comfort, his members will always be there for him. He never regretted even once. Being in BTS meant the world to him, he cherished their friendship with all his heart.

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samerystargaryen · 6 years

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DAM(N) THAT SUCKS

TAGGING: @acupdaniharper & @samerystargaryen

DATE: Thursday, August 30th.

PLACE: Dani’s apartment

NOTES: Changing that chart again. Breakup: Dani & Sam

Sam

With how busy Dani had been with work since they'd returned from Florida, and even before that if she was being honest, Sam was thrilled that her girlfriend had the rest of the evening off. Things had been stressful enough with everything going on, but not seeing Dani as much as she would have liked to had her feeling disconnected and in the dark. Texts just weren't the same. Sam needed to be able to see Dani, to be able to reach out and touch her. The quick stolen moments they managed between Dani serving drink orders to waiting customers just weren't doing it anymore. Walking up to Dani's apartment with a small bouquet of assorted summer flowers, Sam was nervous. For the first time in a while, she didn't know what to expect from Dani when she opened the door. The arguing was bad enough, but spilling the fact that Sam was in love with Dani while arguing with Santana added to her stress. Any fantasy she had of telling Dani about her feelings and having them returned had vanished as quickly as they'd formed. Instead she'd blurted it out online and had no idea how Dani felt about it. She hadn't returned the words, and Sam was doing everything she could to convince herself that it was because of how it all went down. Surely when they were reunited things would be different. Reminding herself of that hopeful fact, Sam took a calming breath and knocked.

Dani

Seeing Sam that afternoon oddly made the singer slightly nervous. She knew that if she didn’t start being completely honest with the blonde about what she knew about X that it would drive their relationship apart. Part of her still felt like it wasn’t her place to tell, but the damage it was doing to their relationship wasn’t acceptable. Having changed into a pair of shorts and an off the shoulder top, Dani sighed when she heard the knock on the door. A part of her was scared she’d tell Sam how X felt and the blonde would feel differently. She opened the door and couldn’t help but smile when she saw her silly girlfriend standing there with a small bouquet of flowers. “Hey baby,” she said as she opened the door wider for other woman to get in. “What are those for,” she said nodding towards the pretty arrangement.

Sam

Seeing Dani's smile instantly brought one to Sam's face. One look from her girlfriend and her heart raced for a different reason than the nerves she was battling. "These are for you," she said as she stepped into Dani's apartment. "For being my girlfriend who I miss and hate arguing with. I didn't write all that in the card, but I bet you could tell from the heart I drew." Sam held the bouquet out to her girlfriend and made a mental note to try and bring her presents more often. The smile on Dani's face was one she wanted to keep putting there every chance she got. Looking around the apartment, Sam was glad not to see Rachel or Stevie nearby. She enjoyed getting to spend time with either of them on most occasions, but for this one, she wanted to have Dani all to herself. "And because I love you," she added as she'd been dying to say it in person. She had to try and make up for the fumbled first time and see Dani's face for herself. "So that felt like a bring flowers kind of thing."

Dani

Dani happily took the bouquet and smelled them. She was happy they weren’t roses or something else cliche. Wildflowers of different colors were more her type of thing which the blonde nailed perfectly. “I miss you too,” she replied honestly. She hasn’t been saying that enough lately, and it was her turn to explain why. However, Sam had said those three important words yet again which made her heart race and break all at once. “Before I respond to the I love you, I need to get something off my chest. Before you panic, I’m not breaking up with you, rejecting you, saying I don’t feel the same way, or any other negative thing your brain might go to. Just let me finish and then ask all the questions you want, okay?” Dani waited a beat to get confirmation before taking out her phone from her back pocket and easily flipping to the screen shots of the conversation she had with X. Then she handed the blonde the phone and waited a few moments for her to read them before talking again.

“I didn’t want to be the one to tell you. Even though I sound like a bitch in those texts, I really am not one. They were just making me so mad and still are,” she said sadly.“They not being honest about their feelings makes their intentions murky. I bet they were there for you last night when we were fighting, and I know they’ve been there other times. If it was just a friend, fine, but I know that’s not it. Add to that how often you say things are easy with X and how you’d marry them if I wasn’t in the picture and well, I can’t help but wonder if I’m not the right choice. I mean, what if me not saying anything is keeping you from X? And then that breaks my heart. I just, they made me feel like shit for wanting to tell you, but how can I not? How can a girlfriend know that their girlfriend’s friend has feelings for said girlfriend and it not affect their relationship? I just — what they asked of me wasn’t fair.” Dani felt a tear fall and she immediately got aggravated because she was so tired of crying. “But I owe you an apology. I’ve been pushing you away out of fear of getting my heart broken because seeing how you two act and talk to each other when I know it isn’t all black and white scared me. I dont want to get hurt. I just — I thought you deserved and explanation why I’ve been the way I have which is why I’m showing you those texts.”

Sam

No matter how many times that Sam told herself that she would be okay if Dani didn't return her same feelings, the hesitation and serious tone felt like she'd been punched in the chest. Each negative thought Dani listed stuck in Sam's head despite being exactly the opposite of what she'd told her to do. Just hearing Dani saying the words breaking up had Sam's world turning upside down. As much as her mind was able to run wild often into negative directions, she hadn't imagined expressing her love could somehow end them. Sam took a small step back to lean against the kitchen counter, needing the extra support and the feeling of something solid behind her. She tried to keep an open mind as Dani continued and took her words as she said them without trying to figure out where they were going. She owed it to Dani to hear her out, and so with a slight nod of her head, she prepared herself to do just that. The mention of X was unexpected, but not exactly a surprise. Her friend had been the topic of arguments more than once, but Sam made a conscience effort to hear what Dani was saying without saying anything in return. She'd told her girlfriend that she wanted to know how she felt and for her to talk to her about anything she wanted to, presented with that, Sam wasn't about to turn her away.

The texts were hard to read with her mind feeling overwhelmed and bordering on panicked, but it was easy enough to get the main points of it. It wasn't until Dani continued that things started to fall into place for Sam. Seeing the tears streak down Dani's cheek, Sam had to catch herself from reaching up to stroke her cheek and wipe one away. "You shouldn't have to keep anything from me," she said to start with. The night before had been enough of a mess with what secrets were okay to tell to who that Sam was over trying to keep track of it all. She was terrible at it on the best of days, but with so much on their plates already, secrets had no room to join in. "Especially not something that's bothering you." Sam reached out and took Dani's hand in hers, hoping that the contact was a welcomed one. "I mean..." Struggling to form the rushing thoughts in her head into words that made any sense at all, Sam took a deep breath and reached out with her other hand to join the one already holding Dani's. "It doesn't change how I feel about you," she said honestly before anything else. It felt like the most important thing to her and what she wanted Dani to know more than anything.

"I don't think that X has secret motives for wanting to hang out with me. I mean, at least I hope not," she admitted before continuing. Even the idea that she'd been manipulated stung. She didn't want to believe that X would do that. Sam had plenty of time later to try and figure out her friendship with X and what any of it meant. Dani was who she wanted to focus on right now, and so she did."But even if they did, you're the one that I want to be with. Anyone could walk up to me and tell me that they want to be with me, and I'd tell them all that I have a girlfriend." Sam swallowed hard and bit down on the inside of her lip to try and keep herself from crying. Dani had laid her heart out in her honesty. She'd spilled her insecurities and laid it bare, and Sam owed it to her to do the same. "You're the right choice for me. I can feel it every time that we're together. I can feel it right now." Squeezing Dani's hands softly in hers, Sam relished the feeling of having Dani back. The open and honest Dani that she'd been falling in love with the whole time. "You aren't keeping me from anything or anyone." Looking up from their joined hands to look into Dani's eyes, she hoped the honesty was written all over her face. "This is where I belong. Right here, with you."

Dani

Dani felt terrible. Sam was honestly the sweetest person she'd ever met, but she knew that she wasn't in the right place to be with her. Breaking her heart wasn't something she wanted to do, and she hated herself for it. "Sammy," she said with tears already in her eyes. "You have no idea how much I just want to run into those strong arms of yours and feel like I can ignore everything I'm feeling, but I can't," she said with a shake of her head. "I'm not happy, and it's NOT because of you. Do you hear me? I just -- I'm not happy with where I am right now. There are some things I need to work on, and I don't think me staying with you right now would be fair to you. My feelings are all over the place, and just I know I have to focus on myself right now." She took a shuddering breath in and forced herself to stop crying. Later on she could cry, but she refused to when she was breaking the heart of a truly good person. "You're going to be mad at me. Hell, you might even hate me, and I'll take that. I promise you though that I'm not leaving you for Santana or anyone else. I really am going to work on me. I don't expect you to wait around or anything like that."

Sam

"Wait, what?" Sam didn't want to believe what she was hearing. She knew she wasn't the best at expressing how she was feeling in words, but she hadn't imagined it would lead her to getting dumped either. "But you just said..." Letting go of Dani's hand that she'd been foolishly holding on to, the lump in her throat began to grow. Her world was crashing down around her. She would have given anything for a DeLorean and some well timed lightening, but she didn't know when she would travel back to. There had to be something she could have done differently. Something that she could have said. Answered one less meme question on tumblr or spent less time hanging out with her friends. Maybe traveling back and saving herself from opening her heart to someone else again would have been the safer option. "You said you'd never hurt me," she said softly as much to herself as Dani. As the tears clouded her vision, Sam shook her head in an attempt to erase the past few minutes from existence. "I could help you. All I've wanted was to be there for you. I'm in love with you, Dani. Why did you let me...?" Sam shook her head and looked at the woman standing in front of her. Realizing that she'd managed to get it so wrong again, Sam attempted to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart and left.

#para: dani #para: 011 #para

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sumblebuttz1987 · 7 years

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SaeyougXMc //Smut fic PT 2

Her Blossom

• This fic is based on a high school AU on Mystic messenger. Mc is a pure clean white rose, who is very curious what the feeling of sex is like. When all of a sudden she meets the devil Saeyoung who steals her purity and stain her petals. • __________________________________________

Everyone was sat down.

The blonde, the female, Saeyoung, the silver , the black , the dude that grabbed my boobs and me. The blue haired boy stood up and shook his head in shame.

???- look at you all. Aside from this poor lady. I cant belive that its are first day here at this school and all we’ve done is caused trouble. I cant always keep you people in line. Jahee your fine. But Jumin, all you’ve done is neglect everyone and everything and literally pretended you don’t exist. Zen you could adult a bit more instead of acting like every girl is apart of your fan club, yoosung chill more instead of running into things. Sarean WTF MAN, and most importantly WHAT THE FUCK SAEYOUNG!

DONT BE RUNNING AROUND INTO THINGS YOU SHOULDNT BE RUNNING INTO!

I.. am so sorry miss. I just-

Mc- Its.. perfectly fine.

Everyone looks at me like I’m crazy. Which their probably right.

Mc- I should take more responsibility for my actions. None of this mess would of happended if I didnt run away. I’m not the most bright person on campus.

I get up and dust my skirt, grabbing my bag and parting my hair away from my face. I feel like I’m on the verge of tears and a mental breakdown right now.

Mc- However. You can easily avoid me in this campus, as theres only one of me. Lets say this. I’ll walk away and act like I never even seen you around before and act like nothing happened.

Great, I’ll be on my way now.

I start to walk away from the group of students, and rub my eyes as I feel a slap of shame hit my face and my nose starting to fill with fluid of me being sad. I quicken my pace as I know this will turn ugly, but my feet have a different thought.

They just make my life better by making me trip over a crack in the path. I fall to the ground hoping the hit would end my life, because I feel like shit until. I feel a warmth grab my hand and another wrap around my waist.

I look up to see who saved me from my fall, to find myself in the arms of Seven.

I can’t help but smile and look at the ground. I can even find a negative scentence to this positive outcome but-

Seven- I’m sorry for what we caused today.. but Its kinda hard to forget a cut- I mean a warm hearted girl like you. And I mean, it would kinda mean alot to me- Umm us if we had someone to show us around and have a new person to the group.

He looks into my eyes, and attempts to give a warm welcoming smile. And holy shit it works. I feel my cheeks plump up and a grin spread on my face. Seven’s expression changes from warm and welcoming to greedy and lustful as his hand raises to wipe the upcoming tears from my eyes, until a familair childish voice snaps me and him back into reality.

???-Saeyoung~ come on, dont hog her to yourself!!

He blinks and smiles.

Seven- Lets go join them shall we, ha lol almost got ya there. Lololol.

I turn my body around facing the direction where I knew this is where my new future would begin.

It was the start of the year, it was the first day and so many things have happened I made a group of new friends. My boobs were groped. I met a really fucking cute guy who is the reason of all of this and last but not least, its not fiction ITS FUCKINNG REALL HAHAHAHA!

The bell rang, to wake me from my evergoing class naps. I look up only to realise I slept in history. Kinda glad I did. I grabbed my stuff and walked out the door. I had just a tiny bit of drool from my mouth and my hair was a bit fuzzy, My legs were numb and my back was sore. My apartment was like 10 blocks away from school so I had a while to think back of what happened today. I stepped outside of the school gates only to see the carpark was packed with girls around the new students car. Jumin, zen, yoosung V and jahee were chilling and looked kinda disturbed. I had a small feeling that this would happen alot. I smiled only to realise Yoosung had noticed me… Oh shit, I mean its a good thing but-

Yoosung- HEY MC! WANNA RIDE!~

I shook my head but I smiled. He smiled back. Some girls behind the large group sneered at me, and looked kinda angry.

Girl 1- Ugh. Whys she getting the attention of them shes just a lonely loser who trys to be different because she can’t be as cool us us.

Girl 2- I heard shes, a slutty whore. I saw her walk into those really shady streets byherself, and she was already on Saeran today like omg get a life.

They both laugh knowing that I could hear in my distance. I just kept walking. Not really giving a dam. I also had a feeling this could get bad, with all the girls talking shit about me. Look did I choose for this, did I want to grab the attention of these hot specimens!!

NOT REALLY

I walk past the crowd and head past the shops and the pub. I start to walk uphill, I hear a loud car drive up behind me. So I just turn up my headphones to full blast and keep walking. The car gets louder and I get more annoyed. I turn to my side and look. It turns out to be the twins. He turns off the car as I stop in his presence. His brother stops texting and looks at me, his cheeks dust with a pink as he probably remembers the events that happened today.

Seven- So uh.. do you want a ride?

I look at him and look at my shoes then I look at him. I think I could use a lift, but I’m also really hungry.

Mc- If.. you know your ok with that?

Seven smiles and bites his lip. His brother turns to the front and covers his mouth.

Seven- hop In.

His car is a black convertible with white leather seats and a gold trim around the outside. I make sure to be very careful with the car, I chuck my heavy ass school bag in the back and throw my droopy legs in the back aswell. I sit down getting a feel to the leather against my skin. I look up to see Seven adjusting his review mirror to be looking at me. I can see his golden eyes staring at me, and he bit his lip again. Dose he have a habit or something?

Seven- so where we off to sweet?

Mc- I know this might be trouble to ask, but I was wondering if we could go get some icecream or something..?

Saeran lights up as If it was Christmas morning. Seven, looks at him and looks back at me.

Seven- Sure thing.

He turns the car on, and the. Radio pops on. He strokes his hair and moves the grear stick, he licks his lips and reves the engine, changing it to the first gear. I dont think mum will mind but I better be home not too late. We drive along the long dim streets covered with the shadows of trees. I start to get tired, and somehow even though seven and his brother is a stranger I kinda feel safe and warm inside, weird feeling. I look back up at his eyes in the mirror and as I do he dose aswell. I start to get a little bit tired so I lay down and just close my eyes for a second or to.

I hear talking, but then I hear nothing aswell as the sound of silence as the car turns off. I slowly open my eyes only to leave a yawn in the air. I blink realising that were not at the ice cream shop. I widen my eyes and look both ways, seven pops up in front of me as I get out of the car.

Mc- where are we?

He looks at me, only to continue to stare with those lustful eyes, that kept pulling me in to something that felt wrong but also felt so right.

Seven- My home.

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• final part is next

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