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°˖ ⊹ ꒰ LN4 ꒱ JUST MY LUCK ─ LANDO NORRIS
LANDO NORRIS x f!reader
⌗︙・ summary — in which lando starts flirting with a (not-so-)random girl on the internet.
genre — social media au, fc hannah kae
notes — kinda disappointing finish to yesterday's gp :( but to make up for that here's something simple & cute !!! churned this one out in one day bc by god i love that little frog man with my whole heart. tbh this is just a shameless self insert ..... also rewrote history a tad bit by making lando finish on the podium at monaco because why not LOL hope u enjoyyyy xx
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lando.jpg Monaco, I’m ready for ya.
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bambiyn and i’m ready for u !!!!!!!
bambiyn talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular…
bambiyn why am i sweating rn
bambiyn goddamn
bambiyn my fav driver everyone !!!!!!
bambiyn my dms (and legs) r open btw 😁😁
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yourbestfriend Y/N OH MY GOD…. THERE ARE CHILDREN ON THIS APP…
bambiyn …ok… and?
user yo wtf lando liked????
danielricciardo Lando I love you but not as much as that girl in the comments
bambiyn ok i feel called out
danielricciardo Oh, hey there!
bambiyn HIIII!!!!!
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bambiyn yeah ok so monaco’s kinda cool
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user marry me
user didn’t know angels existed until i saw you 😩
user mother is in monaco!!!!
yourbestfriend “kinda cool” … says the girl who freaked out literally every 5 steps we took because “oh my god look at that car”
bambiyn the cars here are sick okay idk what u want from me !
landonorris only kinda?
bambiyn maybe if u finish on the podium on sunday… then it’d be cooler
user LMFAOOOOO y/n never misses
landonorris But welcome to Monaco 🙃
bambiyn thank uuuuu!!!
user girlie hit him with the five u’s GET UP Y/N
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f1wagupdates Submitted by Anon ❤️ Looks like things are heating up in Monaco for Lando Norris! He was spotted last night on a dinner date with a mystery woman. A source close to the McLaren driver tells us that he is “very very content” in his new relationship, and is “excited to take on this weekend with her by his side”. As for who Lando’s secret lover is, we have it on good authority that, though she is a public figure, she is nowhere near her beau’s status of fame. Follow for more updates on all things wag-related 🏎
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user arms…. hand placement…. RAHGRFGAHFRH
user god i wish that were me 😩
user someone check up on bambiyn… ik shes heartbroken rn
bambiyn my world is literally collapsing as i type this
bambiyn damn 💔
bambiyn so that’s how it be then 😭😭
yourbestfriend heartbreak. betrayal.
bambiyn like damn i really thought i was the one 😔
user LMFAOOO girl ur hilarious
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POST-RACE INTERVIEW WITH LANDO NORRIS | MONACO GRAND PRIX 2023
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bambiyn thanks people magazine for finally letting me post my man. happy 5 months to my prince charming!! ♡ ૮꒰•༝ •。꒱ა xx
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landonorris Best 5 months of my life
landonorris You make my heart hurt silly
landonorris my forever girl
danielricciardo You’re too good for him Y/N!!!
bambiyn ikr…
user get off your high horse smh youre nothing special he’ll dump u in a week
landonorris Yk I can read your comments right? Don’t be a fucking prick in my girl’s comment section.
user “my girl’s comment section” im gonna go feral
user hey god it’s me again…
georgerussell63 Great meeting you Y/N! You two make a great couple 👍
landonorris Mate what is with you and typing like youre 50 years old
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landonorris 5 marvellous months with the missus ❤️ To my sweetheart, I love you dummy. I love you and your weird little keyboard face things. i love the little hop you do whenever you see something you like. The way you always smell like cotton candy and clouds and vanilla and cookies. How you laugh at all my jokes even when theyre kinda shit. The fact you still don’t know how to drive stick shift (drives me crazy but anyways). Thank you for being mine baby, here’s to a million more 5 months with you 🥂
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danielricciardo aww thanks babe
landonorris 💀💀
danielricciardo But on a serious note, I’m so happy for you guys. You got a good thing going bro 👊
landonorris Sure do mate
bambiyn a million kisses for u when u get home (´꒳`)♡
landonorris eagerly looking forward
landonorris (❤ω❤)
landonorris Did i do it right
bambiyn YESSSS !!!! proud of u baby hehe ur so cute
landonorris >:)
user we still don’t know what that crazy night was abt lol
bambiyn omg yeah thank u for reminding me !
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[4:21 PM] vroom vroom baby: I saw your recent insta story.... 😉😉
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[4:22 PM] dummy ❤️: and what about it…?
[4:24 PM] vroom vroom baby: nothing it was
[4:24 PM] vroom vroom baby: It was perfect
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[4:27 PM] vroom vroom baby: Just that I was thinking
[4:27 PM] vroom vroom baby: Maybe
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[4:29 PM] vroom vroom baby: recreate it…
[4:29 PM] vroom vroom baby: ?
[4:31 PM] dummy ❤️: is this ur way of asking me to come over
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[4:36 PM] dummy ❤️: i’ll be over in 5 !!!
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[4:36 PM] dummy ❤️: you spoil me
[4:38 PM] vroom vroom baby: Just speaking the facts 💯
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“WE AINT GOOD-GOOD, BUT WE STILL GOOD”
debrief: when your ex-boyfriend ony comes down with a cold, you clock into your nurse shift, as well as resolving some old feelings.
tags: black!fem!reader, sickfic but like.. not, use of the n word, make-ups and break-ups, you make ony nervoussss 🥹, implied eremin (i love them), pure fluff, healthy communication cs ik some of y’all be bashin niggas heads in
an: bringing in the new year with some fluff !! i love you guys, and may 2024 bring everything you desire in abundance <3
ex-boyfriend!ony who was so heartbroken when y’all split, but knew it was for the best. he didn’t wanna drag you down with all his mess, (even if you insisted over and over that you were okay) and you were busy trying to get your masters. even through this, close contact was kept, and y’all leaned on each other for support.
that’s why it was such a shock when connie and jean had let it slip that he’d been sick for 3 days. you sat on the notion, wondering why he didn’t come to you or even say anything, and waited for a call, but when none came after a few hours, you were dialing his number harshly into your phone and letting it ring with a scowl on your face.
“onyankopon.” you spit over the phone, hearing him sputter at the use of his full name. dull music played in the background, and you could swear you hear other voices, hushed.
“h-hey mama, what’s goin on?” ony refused to let his composure slip, all his boys were over and he had told them that he had stopped fuckin’ with you. they all opted to come over to chill (smoke) even while he was down with a real bad cold. he caved and took a few hits before deciding that his lungs weren’t strong enough right now, and passing the spliff to connie wordlessly.
“you got something you wanna tell me?” you sat patiently, giving him the opportunity to tell the truth before jumping to conclusions. maybe there was a reason for it, everything happens for a reason, right?
“uh…nah i been chillin—hold up.” your eyebrow jumped at his labored breathing mixed with the sound of him hushing someone in the background before pressing the phone back to his ear. “anyways. im good, nothing to tell you, im cool. you cool?” your suspicion grew at his constant throat clearing and groans.
“you a damn lie.” before he could even respond, you were hanging up the phone and two beep sounds rung in his head. he tried to call back twice before getting a notification that you’d left home and were on the pathway to his house. the drive was only about 10 minutes, and knowing you, you’d be here in 5.
“aw shit—all y’all gotta go.” ony stumbled to his feet, ushering connie, eren, armin, and jean out of their seated positions and towards the front door. “man i was just getting high, the fuck goin’ on?” eren mumbles lightly, placing his jacket around armin’s shoulders and finishing packing his bag.
“someone’s coming over, c’mon.”
“who bruh?”
“y/n nigga, i think she knows im sick. y’all gotta go, now.” the whole group erupts in protests of ‘i thought y’all were done’ and ‘don’t kick us out for that, man!’ but ony didn’t care. he hadn’t seen you in person for a while, and he still needed to cover his tracks. the whole group rolls their eyes, save for connie and jean, who looked like they’d seen a ghost.
“connie, jean, why y’all look like that? what did y’all do?”
“it was him!” jean points to connie, completely throwing him under the bus. connie almost protests until he sees the sour look on ony’s face, and they’re scattering out the door with ‘im sorry’s’ flaking from their lips, leaving armin and eren to snicker under their breath.
“you said you were done with her, why now?”
“as much as i would love to give you an in-depth synopsis on my relationship status, i really don’t have time for allat right now.”
eren rolls his eyes, his attitude shown clear on his face. he wasn’t the biggest fan of ony’s relationship with you, considering that he’s the one who has to hear all the bullshit between you two. armin intertwines his pinkies with eren, an easy soother to his irritation.
“if i have to hear about this shit later, i’ll kill you.”
with reluctance, the couple left—armin apologetically excusing eren’s rudeness—and ony was left to spray fabreeze for the weed smell, and splash cold water on his face to hopefully extinguish his up-ticking fever, just in time for your harsh knocks to come on the door.
ony opened it, albeit barely enough for you to see his flushed face. he was feeling real feverish now….
“you ain’t tell me you was coming over.”
“i don’t have to tell you. open this damn door and stop playin wit me.” ony gulps as he unlocks the chain on the door and sees you fully. all you had on was his hoodie that he was sure you said you were gonna give back, and some nike pro shorts that he couldn’t see. you held a bag of unknown contents in your hand. you eyed him up and down before stepping inside like you owned the place.
he loved when you did that shit, this man is down bad.
you twirled the string of his sweatpants between your freshly done nails, and ony swears his temperature went up 10 degrees. you had this look in your eye that was the epitome of concern and irritation having a fist fight.
“so when were you gonna tell me that you were sick?”
“i wasn’t. i didn’t want you to worry about it, but the opptastic duo just had let you know, i guess.” ony followed as you proceeded deeper in the house, but you paused as you entered the living room. your eyebrows furrowed and your nose crinkled.
“what’s that smell?”
ony gulped, just playing shrugging and playing dumb. the cloud of fabreeze hadn’t really covered the weed smell all the way, and he was sure that you were about to bust him for smoking while he was sick, and he really wasn’t tryna hear all that at the moment. he was ready to get in his bed (preferably with you in it..)
“do not play wit me, what is that japanese cherry blossom shit im smelling?” you threw your keys and bag down and paced around the living room, flipping over pillows and looking under couch cushions. ony protested, promising that he didn’t know what you were talking about, and thought to himself that you were just smelling yourself.
until you pulled an empty cart refill wrapper from beneath the cushion.
aw shit.
you looked at him like he was a dumbass—which he was—before watching him smack his teeth and snatch the wrapper from your hand begrudgingly. the words “CHERRY GLAZE” in bold lettering burned his eyes, before vaguely remembering that armin had switched out his liquid before he’d left.
ony teetered on the truth, but he knew you’d be pissed about him having his boys over when he was clearly sick, so he settled on a lil white lie.
“oh, that’s uh—that’s some of my old shit.”
“if i’m recalling correctly, aren’t you the one that said that you didn’t like smoking that ‘fruity shit’?” ony cleared his throat—in a way he only does when he lies—before just grunting in response.
“and even if you didn’t say that, you hate cherry flavored anything, so that begs the question… what bitch was smoking this shit on your couch?” you jabbed your freshly done pointer nail into his chest, feeling his breath stutter under your touch.
he was caught between a rock and a hard place, and figured he’d just tell you the truth, even if you’d get mad.
“basically, the boys came over and eren brought his lil boyfriend or whatever he is—”
“wait, eren’s gay?”
“apparently. anyways, his name is armpit… or was it arm and hammer… whatever sum like that, and he was smoking his cart and replaced the liquid on the couch and i guess the wrapper fell between the cushions. no bitches were over here, i swear.” ony holds his hands up in defense, reassuring you that he was telling the truth. you smiled, as you believed him regardless. you knew he didn’t roll like that anyway.
“bae, relax. i believe you, i was just tryna see you sweat. just sit down, i bought you some soup.” you smiled at him with all your teeth, and ony was sure that he fell in love all over again. he missed you more than words could explain, and he just wanted you to come home again.
he finally let himself relax and he slumped onto the couch, his headache hammering against the back of his eyes. you took a seat on the ottoman next to him, unpacking his favorite potato soup and crackers. you crush up the crackers in the soup and stir, just like he likes, and unscrew the cap of his blue fanta.
“i think—no, i’m already in love with you. i dont think i ever stopped.” ony mutters as you spoon feed him and he has the urge to cry. you were always so gentle and caring with him, and you’ve never stopped, regardless of what the relationship status was. that’s what he loved most about you—it didn’t matter what happened between you too, if he needed you, you were there.
he missed you so, so bad.
“stop talking with your mouth full, you’re gonna get soup on your new carpet.” you attempted to brush off his words, and the way that they were making your face heat up.
“fuck the carpet. i’ve never been so serious in my life, mama. i love you more than you know. ‘just want you to come back to me.”
you two broke up because you mutually needed space and time to yourselves. it was an agreement, yet neither of you committed to it for more than a week. before you knew it, you were back texting him good morning, as he was texting you good night. all you wanted was to be his girlfriend again, but you wanted to give him the space he needed.
you set the spoon and soup aside, watching the way ony’s deep brown eyes twinkle under the low light of the living room.
“ony, i want to give you your space, that’s the whole reason we broke up to begin with. you deserve that.”
“i had enough space. you not living here no more, not being up under me when i sleep, not kissing me when i wake up, only seeing you at parties, that’s space, and i’m real tired of it,” ony laces his fingers with yours, kissing the back of your knuckles as he used to do.
“i want you back. i want you back in my face all the time, i wanna wake up mad cause you took all the covers, but then it goes away when i see how cute you look all bundled up. i want my initials on your nails again, i want you. i need you, baby. come home to me, please—“
“okay, okay! that’s enough, you’re embarrassing me!” you hide your head in the crook of his neck, suddenly feeling bashful about the way he was relaying his apparent undying love to you. everything he does flusters you still. you don’t miss the way his hands grasp you even tighter than they used to, if that’s even possible.
“i just want you to promise me that i’m not hurting you.”
“you could never. my perfect girl would never.” ony places a kiss on the top of your head, making sure to hold you even tighter. you choose not to mention his sniffles at the current moment, and let yourself be lost in his love.
“i missed you too, ony.”
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Hello! So to recap my day: took the dude to the doctor. He in all seriousness during HIS OWN IMPORTANT CHECK UP, asked the doctor about testicular cancer and what can happen to a person. The doctor obviously got a bit worried and started checking his test results thinking he missed something. My brother continued to ask questions about it, such as ‘how can chemo affect sex? Is chemo or radiation the same for testicular cancer as it is for other cancers?’ And so on. I am trying to intervene to stop this madness and my brother talks over me so it’s as if im not even in the room. And mid questioning, the doctor is going through the test results looking kinda more and more worried until you could actually see a lightbulb go off and he just stopped dead in his tracks and went ‘(his name), please for the love of god, tell me that this is NOT about that guy from the tv show and that you have a legitimate reason as to why you’re asking me this’ And this idiot goes ‘okay, sure…but i think we both know the truth.’ The doctor got a little angry at him and had to explain that his check up is real life and Brian’s cancer is fake and my brother actually fucking gasped! Hand on his fucking chest! And went ‘well its real to me, it literally just happened!….hey did i tell you, I got a cat named Brian?’ Then he started showing pictures of Brian the cat to the nurses and the doctor had to bribe him with a coffee (for the next check up) if he focused on and i quote ‘himself and not a version of brian human OR feline’ also keep in mind, he is wearing his Team Brian shirt while all this is happening.
ANYWAY, then we got to the vet. And for some reason i thought he got all his weird energy out of him. Wrong. We walked in and he was holding the fucking cat like a baby. Mind you he IS STILL WEARING THE FUCKING SHIRT. He explains he is there to get any type of papers he would need and shots and all that for his new cat. I’m thinking wow look at him actually acting like an adult. Just to set the scene: it’s a waiting room with a counter and there were 3 people behind it, two are standing behind the receptionist (one was the vet and the other vet tech). And theyre like helping her with the cats file she’s putting together. She asks for his info and is writing it down and then she goes ‘and the cat’s name?’ And he looks at them (while he is holding the cat like a baby) and goes ‘this sweet little baby here, is Brian’ and they all look down at the file and she goes ‘…Brian. Okay’ and then they all stop and just slowly look up and look at his shirt and he’s confused and looks down and goes ‘oh no, that’s a different Brian. *long pause* he’s also a sweet little baby…except when he’s a dick’ And I’m dying inside but i think we can all tell by now I’ve experienced worse with him. So the vet asks to go with him and we’re in his office and he casually points to the shirt while checking the cat and goes ‘so who’s that Brian?’ This man went ‘okay so. My Brian is named after my other Brian’ and the vet tech nicely goes (thinking she’s dealing with a normal person) ‘oh so is that your boyfriend?’ and he goes ‘ha, i wish. No, it’s a tv character..besides he’s already taken so not like id have a shot’ and the vet tech clearly still trying to make conversation asks him ‘what tv character is that?’ And then all hell broke loose. It was like a kid in a candy store that was on speed. In a span of 5-10 minutes, he managed to tell the entire plot of season 1-3. And then he finished it off with ‘now I’m on season 4. They just broke up…again. AND HE HAS CANCER! On his balls! That’s just cruel. And now he’s all sick and Justin is gone and I am so so so scared. Thank god, i have my other Brian’ and then the receptionist walks in with papers and no knowledge what all happened and goes ‘so Brian is now all yours to take home’ and the fucking vet goes ‘i bet you wish she was talking about the other one, huh?’ And then when we got home, he called our parents on zoom to introduce the cat and that’s also a whole other story.
Dear sweet anon! I had a few minutes between meetings today and read these messages and showed up to a meeting where I'm the boss completely laughing and with tears streaming down my face.
Your brother is doing research about testicular cancer with his actual doctor. I'm dying. This is some fanfic prep he's doing. (Also, can we discuss Brian's death wish for a cancer with a 99% survival rate? And he calls Justin dramatic!)
‘oh so is that your boyfriend?’ and he goes ‘ha, i wish. No, it’s a tv character..besides he’s already taken so not like id have a shot’
DEAD. He, too, has a crush on Gale. Lesbians and straight men, I guess!
#ask winderlylandchime#dear sweet anon#queer as folk#a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023
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1. hi, mods and everyone, thanks for all the great recs and finds! i have a request for the fic finder, if that’s ok. it’s canon divergent, i guess? or maybe a canon au would be a better description. wwx is a man out of time. he’s frozen in the past, then is defrosted in the future (@ cloud recesses, pretty sure). in any case, it’s future!lwj who helps him recover and reintegrate. does this sound familiar to anyone? i’m kind of starting to think i either imagined it or took a plot i read in another fandom and imposed the mdzs charas on it lol. however this turns out, thank you all very much for your time and help
FOUND! Alexandria by LilyMaxwell (T, 23k, wangxian, scifi au, time travel, romance, fluff, hurt/comfort)
NOT FOUND! Do androids dream of Lan Wangji? by DizziDreams (T, 27k, wangxian, scifi au, everybody is a robot au, android WWX, android LWJ, minor violence)
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2. henlo! im looking for the fic were WWX was clueless that he was pregnant. its in modern era where he and LWJ was in some sort of fuck buddy relationship. then he just felt diff in months but never realize he was pregnant. he ended up giving birth in their apartment, and in a sequel it happened once again but instead he was already married.
FOUND? Blood, Google, and Love by Prairie_Grass (E, 4k, wangxian, modern w/ magic, ABO, getting together, mpreg, fluff & angst, semi graphic description of giving birth) and it’s inspired by fic Surprise Baby! by trulywicked (M, 10k, wangxian, modern w/ magic, ABO, established relationship, unplanned mpreg, accidental baby acquisation, birthing scene)
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3. Dear, wangxianficfinder. I am in need of your assistance. I seem to have lost the link to a series where Wangxian are both females, Lan Zhan is a CEO while Wei Ying is her secretary, and they were childhood friends. There are two main scenes that stick out: One where Lan Zhan threw down Jin Guangshan for groping Wei Ying in one story and Wei Ying getting her hand stuck in a vending machine in a another. Please wangxianficfinder collective, you're my only hope! I couldn't find it on my own! @kaitou-cure-prism12
FOUND! Beautiful mess, a colourful wreck by covalentbonds (Not rated, 12k, wangxian, rule 63, fluff & humor, mild smut, childhood friends, first meetings, evil vending machines)
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4. Hello wonderful mods of this blog, I have lost a fic I want to reread and I hope you can help me. All I can recall is the beginning of the fic where Wei Ying, Lan Zhan and A-Yuan travel back in time due to dying in the timeline before returning. Wei Ying due to the Stygian Tiger Seal, Lan Zhan to his whip marks and A-Yuan to a fever. Please help.
FOUND? Lan Yuan's War by BurningTea (G, 191k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Angst, Sick LWJ, Hurt/comfort, Eventual Happy Ending) iirc Lan Wangji and Yuan both time travel because of the whip marks and being sick, I haven't finished it so I don't if Wei Wuxian does too
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5. Hi! Thank you fr all your hard work! I need help finding a specific nsfw fic. do you happen to remember a smut fic where wangxian get schooled on gay sex by a male sex worker?
FOUND? Smoothing things over by Aki_no_hikari (E, 5k, wangxian, post-canon, case fic, married couple, anal sex, learning about lube)
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6. Hello! I hope I'm doing this right. I need help finding a fic where Sizhui told his friends that his dads didn't love each other. He discovered that wwx and lwj only got married to adopt him. It was a modern au, I'm almost sure. Thanks!
FOUND! Play your love songs all night long by AlfAlfAlfAlfAlf and tardigradeschool (E, 17k, WangXian, Modern AU, Marriage of Convenience, Mutual Pining, Light angst, Romantic Comedy, Misunderstandings)
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7. Good day/eve mods!! For the next fic finder I'm looking for a fic in where JC and NHS were like 'how dare JGS bad mouth WWX' so they set up this plan where NHS pretended to offend JC. Which caused JC to 'accidentally' kick JGS down the stairs and then everyone proceeded to laugh at him. Hope ya guys are having a great day! ~
FOUND? A little help (can go a long way) by syriala (G, 5k, JC & NHS & JZX, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Sworn brothers, Hurt/comfort, Humor)
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8. hello mods! thx for all ur hard work xx I've been tryna find a fic where everyone travels back in time but only the ones who died remember their memories? they hold a discussion conference and wrh is there and at first the jiangs think wwx doesn't remember but it turns out he was just pretending and during the conference WRH suggests an arranged marriage between WQ and WWX
FOUND! Second Chances by YumichanHamano (T, 76k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, those who died remember, WWX centric)
not FOUND sounds a little like The Wild Geese's Tomb by The Feels Whale (miscellea) (T, 66k, wangxian, time travel fix-it), but there wasn't an arranged marriage.
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9. Hiii! I can’t remember the name of this wangxian fic but it was after the fall of lotus pier, essentially JC choked WWX to near death and I think LZ helped call his spirit back. It was a hurt/comfort that I can’t find anymore.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HELP ME FIND IT ( ू•⌄• ू )✧ @ramenchan
not FOUND the river brought you here by chilianxianzi? (Not Rated, 11k, Wangy,. Canon Divergence, POV Outsider, Happy Ending, Recovery, Last abuse, Strangulation) it doesnt quite fit the description but could it be 'the river brought you here' by chilianxianzi?
FOUND! a star called sun by thelastdboy (E, 65k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Heavy Angst, Self-Worth issues, Amputation, Situational Mutism, Slow burn, Angst with a happy ending) It's fits most of the description except it wasn't a near death choke, and it's not exactly hurt/comfort?/ i would call it hurt with v little comfort, but there is a scene where lwj talks to wifi using inquiry, and because wifi is so close to death from jwy choking him, it works
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10. Hello! I hope it isnt to much but I'd like some help in finding a fic. It was canon divergence with wwx was successfully escaping lwj at mo village and settled at an in(?). I remember that it that it the anniversary of the d3@th of the yllz. Lwj came to his inn/tavern bcs he wanted to buy alcohol in memory of it and wwx introduced himself as mo xuanyu and i think there was a reveal of sizhui being ayuan. Thank you <3.
FOUND? all i want is nothing more (than to hear you knocking at my door) by jojkees (G, 4k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Light Angst, Mutual Pining, Getting together, Happy Ending)
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11. Hey I’ve been looking for this fix for a while and wanted the give it one more try before giving up. I don’t remember much but I think the Jiang sect were able to shift into dragons, wei wuxian gave birth during the fall of lotus pier and gave his baby to madam Yu to escape with. I also remember that wei wuxian was a Phoenix shifter that saved the sect disciples. I would really appreciate if this is found 👏🏻😭
FOUND! Changes by Duochanfan (Not Rated, 45k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Shapeshifters AU, Baby LSZ, Mpreg, Angst with a happy ending, Good Madam Yu)
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12. Hello! I would like to ask for help in finding a fic. I've tried searching for it but I haven't had any luck (I'm beginning to wonder if it was deleted or if it was actually a Twitter thread instead 😭) basically wx are married but they're both so busy the "spark" is beginning to go out in their marriage. And then lwj gets a new coworker that reminds him so much of a younger wwx and on a business trip he ends up sleeping with him. This starts an affair and eventually wwx finds out that lwj has been cheating on him and is understandably heart broken. They go to couples therapy and work it out and lwj transfers jobs. It had a happy ending more or less and it wasn't that long I don't think and it was definitely complete. Any help in finding it would be appreciated!! Thank you!!
FOUND? Twitter fic by @giraffeter (CW: infidelity)
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13. Hello there! I’m looking for a modern au fic where WWX ended up “ghost marrying” LWJ, who was declared dead because JGY had him murdered. LWJ (barely) survives and ends up haunting the house because he’s angry and WWX helps him resolve the situation. There was a side of LXC/JGY, and I remember a scene where WWX was possessed(?) and playing music and it freaked everyone else out. I’m also 99% sure its a complete fic. Thank you for the help!
FOUND! lovers be lost (but love shall not) by la_muerta (T, 13k, wangxian, 1910s au, arranged marriage, ghost marriage, case fic, happy ending)
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14. Hi mods! I'm looking for a fic where wangxian raised a child (I think a-yuan?) and once they're a teenager, they realize that wx were never actually married and they get upset. I recall there being something about connected apartments. maybe that wangxian each had one, but bc their kid is graduating, they were gonna rearrange and give one of them to their kid. (There might've also been something about their kid's SO also moving in?) Tyvm everyone for the help!
FOUND? Ticking Away the Moments by airinshaw (E, 13k, wangxian, modern, kid fic, getting together, fluff, pining, minor LSZ/LJY)
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15. Hi mods! Hope you're having a lovely day! I was wondering if anyone knew the fic where a-yuan gets adopted by the rich lan fam, but keeps thinking of wwx who took care of him, so the lan fam starts a search/invites ppl over to their house. wwx arrives at the mansion(?) and offends some rich person or something and doesn't get let in, but meets lwj (I think) who asks him some questions about a-yuan. wwx meets a-yuan and eventually, I think lwj invites wwx to live with them and the wens encourage him to go too. Thank you!
FOUND? The sun'll come out Tomorrow by Cy_anne (T, 33k, WangXian, Modern AU, Annie Fusion/AU, Light Angst, Fluff, Mostly Gen, Good Uncle LQR, Happy ending)
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16. hii!! I heard there's new mod, welcome mod c! (Hi ^^ ~ Mod C) hope am not bothering you mods too much. so, do you know i u have encountered a fic were wangxian was childhood friends playing to be boyfriends but they weren’t actually one. (idk if it fits fake/pretend relationship tag, didn't found anything.) there was a moment in their teens (midschool ig) where a girl confessed her feelings to lwj and wwx immediately says lwj has bf and it's him. they were roommates, too. I think it was due to university of something like that. they were questioned by jc and nhs if they r real lovers or not. also, there was wedding (not 100% certain if it's jzx & jyl’s) wwx starts questioning himself if he was really inlove with lwj. reminder that they r not friends with benefits. they were just playing, holding hands or hugging e/o. I am not actually the person who was finding this fic but I am interested, til now, no one has found this fic. Thank you! @vdjixian
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17. Hello there, hope you're having a wonderful time where ever you are! This is for the next fic finder, I remember reading this fic about the Yiling villagers peeking in on the oh-so infamous Yiling patriarch whenever he bathes in the lake and this fixes everyone's perspective of him and saves him from his canonical demise. I want to revisit that fic again but I can't seem to find it. If anyone knows anything, that would be great thank you!!
FOUND! That Time Everyone Assumed the Yiling Patriarch was Ugly by tinitin (M, 4k, wangxian, canon divergence, inappropriate humor, crack, shamelessness, getting together)
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18. Hello! I'm looking for a fic where wangxian is engaged and madam yu tries to break their engagement bc she doesnt think wei ying will be happy with lan zhan? It was a one-shot iirc? Thank you! Hope the mods have a nice day!
FOUND! Still Waters by PorcupineGirl (G, 6k, wangxian, canon divergence, cloud recesses study arc, YZY pov, arranged marriage, protective YZY)
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19. Hello dear mods, and thank you for all that you do! I’m trying to remember the name of this fic and hope you can help me; iirc, it’s focused on the junior quartet and the ending involves them using some kind of time travel array to reach into the past and Sizhui catches WWX as he’s falling to his death? They were on a mountain that turns into a lake or something from the massive power drain of the array. Thank you! @bookkbaby
FOUND! Would You Come Home? by s6115 (Not Rated, 46k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time travel Fix-It, Family Feels, Junior Quartet)
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20. Hi:) Do you know a little fic, after Lan Zhan's punishment, where Xichen deliberates what to do with A-Yuan and how close to keep him and qiren outright says that his name will be Lan Yuan and a member of their family, because curently its the only reason Wangji wants to stay alive. There is a possibility that it has been deleted because I couldn't find it in my recs.... @krysaniar
FOUND? Ch. 5 of The Untamed Drabbles and Tiny Vignettes by Sally M (sallymn) (T, 2k, WangXian, Drabble Collection, Ficlet Collection, 3 Sentence Fiction, 3 Sentence Ficathon, Not all are ficathon entries, Age Regression/De-Aging, Character Undeath, character death but they deserve it)
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[sunwoo cheating angst au part 2]
part 1
- mentions of pregnancy
- mentions of cheating
- sunwoo is an actual asshole in this (totally different from how he seems to be irl lmao)
- protective bf eric
- excuse typos im sorry
- set almost 5 years after part 1 !!
"You didn't say they would be coming." I whisper.
"I'm sorry, I thought you'd assume they'd be here. Sunwoo fucked up badly, but he's still in The Boyz. It was open invitation to the group and managers, you said that was okay."
"I know, and it is okay. Really. I just wasn't... thinking about it, I guess."
"It's a big party. There's a lot of people. You may not even have to see him much, or talk to him at all."
"Yeah. I don't know, Eric..." I glance over to the couple and 4 year old child. "I can't. I can't do this. I'm sorry. Can you keep an eye on Bella? She's over there by the couch coloring." I point him towards the child and he nods.
"Sure, yeah." He rubs my back lightly. "You go upstairs and rest, have some alone time. I'll fill you in later on anything. If anyone asks, I'll just say you aren't feeling well."
"Thank you." A small smile reaches my face, looking at the man who picked me up when I had been pushed down and took care of me and Bella.
"I love you, honey." He kisses my forehead.
"I love you, too."
I try to sneak to the staircase as fast as I can, but people keep stopping me to say hello.
It's Eric's birthday party, my living room full of people who know me, most of whom have even known me since I was with Sunwoo.
Small talk, catching up, the like. All of which I am not in the mood for, as Sunwoo makes his way closer and closer to me.
The moment my hand touches the banister of the stairs, I hear it.
"Hey. It's been a while."
I gulp as I turn around, facing Sunwoo.
"Yeah, it has... How-uh... How have you been?"
"We've been okay. Juno's a good kid, sometimes I think he makes parenting too easy on us."
"That's nice..."
"And you? How have you been? You and Eric got together?"
"Yeah, after I left that day I went to his apartment. I stayed with him for a while and things just fell into place."
"I've noticed your kid on social media." His attempt to be casual and civil turns hostile quickly upon mentioning Bella. "Same age as Juno? So, what happened? You left me and fucked Eric the same day or something? Actually, just tell me the kid's birthday, let me do the math. Were you fucking my best friend while we were together?"
I almost laugh at his sudden burst.
"You don't have a right to talk about cheating, Sunwoo."
"At least I fessed up."
"After you got her pregnant." My voice raises slightly.
"You were apparently pregnant and still didn't think it was important to tell me."
"How was I supposed to tell you about Bella when you had just dropped that on me? You think that would have been easy?"
"Why hadn't you told me sooner? Didn't wanna be the cheater in the relationship? Well look at you now, huh?"
Another voice enters the conversation.
"Sunwoo, don't you dare talk to my girlfriend like that. Especially not after what you did to her. Don't make me ask you to leave."
"I'm just pointing out that we were apparently on the same page the whole time. We just didn't tell each other. How do you feel knowing your girlfriend is a cheater?"
"You would know how that feels. Didn't your wife cheat on Changmin with you? I'd imagine it wouldn't be much better than knowing another man is taking care of your child and surely doing better at it than you ever could-"
Eric looks as though he immediately regrets saying that last sentence. He turns to me with apologetic eyes, as I never wanted Sunwoo to know...
"What the hell are you talking about?"
I hold back tears and look Sunwoo straight in the eyes. He had to find out eventually, right?
"Bella's biologically your daughter, Sunwoo."
Sunwoo's entire demeanor changes in a snap. Just as fast as he got hostile, he softens.
"She's... she's... mine?"
"Sunwoo-" He gets too heated again before I can get him to calm down.
"How could you have not told me about this?! That's my kid, that's my DNA. You didn't think that was important information?"
"Sunwoo, you have to understand-"
"I wanna meet her, I want her to know who her real father is. That's my kid."
Eric steps in again.
"Biologically, yeah. Bella's your DNA. But I have been her father for almost 5 years, not you. I've been the one taking care of these two, the best girls I've ever had in my life. Not you. Give it up, Sunwoo. You chose what you wanted. You made your bed, you lie in it. Now, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave."
"Leave?" Sunwoo repeats the word as if it's the most preposterous thing he's ever heard.
"Yes, leave. You're causing a scene at my party in my home. I do not want you here. Get out."
"This is... ridiculous, Eric. How would you feel if you were in my shoes?"
"I wouldn't be in your shoes. I'm not a fan of cheating. Your wife and your kid can stay, they've caused no problems, but you? Get the fuck out of my house."
Sunwoo opens his mouth to speak, but closes it and simply pokes his cheek with his tongue in anger.
He turns and looks at Bella, happily coloring in her Pokémon coloring book. She notices Juno watching her and asks him if he wants to color with her. He nods and grabs a green crayon, scribbling away at another page.
I look at Eric and we share a satisfied smile, both clearing thinking "that's my sweet girl".
"This isn't over." Sunwoo interrupts the moment. "That's my kid. Not Eric's. I'm not finished with you three."
"Should I call the police to make you leave, Sunwoo? Go tell your wife that you'll see her at home. I'll drive your family back to your place after the party. Then get the hell out, like I've told you multiple times now. You are no longer welcome in my house. Ever again, in fact."
Sunwoo scoffs and mumbles something under his breath, but he complies.
I can see the confusion in his wife's face as he informs her of the situation.
He sends me a quick wink before he shuts the front door behind him, sending a sick feeling to my stomach and a chill down my spine.
"Eric, what if he-"
"Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. Let's enjoy the party for now, don't worry about it. I have a plan."
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an anonymous reddit user has posted a 30 page document about their experience with ryan with screenshots of their chats. link here. i haven’t finished yet, will attach a summary when i do so, but so far: major blanket cw for how he treated her during sex, including nonconsensual acts. it is 100% triggering. it’s very nsfw as they include lots of pictures of their sexts. if the michelle stuff made you feel bad: do not read this one.
they say they’re not looking for sympathy, they just want to back up people’s claims.
they initiated the sexual contact after ryan made a joke on off topic about how he had a snapchat but had never gotten anything explicit. she sent something explicit, thinking he probably wouldn’t open but if he did then it’d “make him smile” and he could say he had gotten something explicit. she says she enjoyed sexting until they met up, and then sexting started making her feel bad, but she continued because she wanted him to like her. she backs up what other people have said about him getting you addicted to his attention and being very hot/cold.
she includes a screenshot where she says “its just ive been thirsting after you for actual years and ?! you’re ryan! and im just little me... so i still can’t believe...”
includes screenshots of him saying “ever been fucked by an older man before?” there are lots in this vein, where he’s really into him being older and experienced, and her being a virgin.
first time they met up was april 2017. she says she broke out of the cycle of attention about march 2018 and begin ignoring him and when she did talk to him (after ignoring him for days/weeks/months) it was casual. she says in august 2020 they starting talking again normally “like friends” because it took her that long to rebuild her self esteem and not feel sick while talking to him. this is the first time he told her he was sleeping with another fan, even though she’d previously asked him repeatedly to tell him if he was sleeping with other people, and he claims it only started with someone else “at least a month after you abandoned me”.
on the topic of sleeping with another fan: he claims that he was “accidentally seductive” and “somehow the topic of sex came up and i must have made some leading jokes, don’t really remember”
he mentioned the possibility of meeting with another fan aug 5 2017, but claimed it fell through, but she said it didn’t bother her as long as she wasn’t replaced, and she’d rather know than be kept in the dark. she says this on four different occasions. he never admitted to sleeping with someone at the same time.
she says they video chatted early on, and he asked if she was on birth control. she said no, as she was a virgin and has ovarian problems that make her infertile. he said because of those things + the fact he never has sex except for maybe once a year with his wife, he didn’t want to use a condom. this made her uneasy, but she agreed. she says she’s spoken with other girls and out of all of them, he’s only used a condom with one.
screenshots of her telling him she’s uncomfortable with him not using a condom and sleeping with other people because of stds, and he says “normally i wouldn’t have sex without a condom, i made an exception with you because you were a virgin and can’t get pregnant”. she says that if she knew in 2017 that he was sleeping with other people without a condom she would have ended it.
she posts a photo of herself in the same hotel room as leigh, a year earlier, with ryan included in the photo.
there’s a screenshot of him saying he couldn’t tell if she was nervous or submissive when they met in person, and her admitting that she was just anxious and intimidated.
she means feeling stupid about what happened, and confused about how it impacted her, as she was always nervous/shaking/near paralyzed. she says she didn’t understand why she wanted to see him and wanted him to like her, but she hated sending him sending explicit stuff and hated having sex when they met up, but she liked being friends so she “sucked it up and did the stuff i hated so i could keep getting to do that”.
she says her motivation behind coming forward was verifying the virgin thing. she says she enjoyed their first time, but every other time was rough and “fucking hurt”. she says other people have said he was really rough and they couldn’t sit or walk after, and she confirms both these things. she said they had sex eleven times over 1 year and he made her bleed every time, and she thought maybe that was normal, or she was broken. she says in person he was forcefully trying to penetrate her and he said he sounded “loud and mad” as he implied she was to blame for how much it hurt.
she said this is why she didn’t like it, but she was too scared to say anything to him. she says it was brought up sometimes (he tore her two different times, and she told him about it once) and he said he would go slower and then didn’t. she includes screenshots where he acknowledges he should be slower and gentler.
these screenshots include one where he says “looks like my baby girl’s pussy needs some more abuse”, and then her telling him she tore and he said “are you ok?? i’m so sorry!! did you need to go to the doctor? i’m sorry again though! i shouldn’t have gone so hard”, more screenshots where he says he should be gentler, but she says nothing ever changed.
she says the work travel to meet up, age difference, innocence/virgin thing, “teaching [the girls] how to please a man” that seem to be a pattern, she can all vouch for. screenshots. lots of baby / daddy stuff.
he offered to pay for her trips without her asking a couple of times, which she was uncomfortable with and declined. she had a convo with him in may 2020 where he says “i could never figure out why you were intimidated by me in the first place” and she says “the power dynamic was very unbalanced”.
screenshot of him mentioning plausible deniability, like he did with a different girl. him telling her he sexted people as he streamed.
screenshot of him admitting to choking her really hard without warning/permission.
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STARKER FESTIVAL SUMMER BINGO : 2nd square
not a date
read on ao3
Peter was utterly anxious. To be honest, he’s not even sure anything in his life stressed him more than that. To be fair, he wasn’t expecting this. At all. Let’s go back to earlier in the day. This morning to be more precise.
Peter was lying in his bed, watching some weird videos on YouTube. But it was Saturday morning. It’s what teenagers do on a early Saturday morning (read : at 10 am). Not that the boy was gonna say it out loud but it was either that, either reading fanfictions about Spiderman and Iron Man. But shhh if you ask him, he’d say it’s only for checking how people are describing him.
Anyway, he was watching some hilarious videos Ned has sent him for the last six days when his phone stopped the video in exchange of Tony Stark’s face. Peter’s heart skipped a beat in his chest, like every time Tony’s calling him. “Yes ?”, he answers with a faint voice. Most of the times, he has no issues talking to Tony face to face but god knows why, Peter has still big issues with calls.
“If this isn’t my favorite young adult. Hi, Pete. Im sorry if woke up you. Or maybe not that sorry, it was time to anyway.”, Tony’s voice says in the speaker. Peter’s cheeks redden at that. He doesn’t know the reason of it, but it’s been almost two months Tony stopped calling him a kid. And now he just said young adult, it gives hope to Peter’s poor heart. Maybe Tony stopped seeing him as a kid. Maybe he sees him more as an equal now ? Lost in his thoughts, the boy doesn’t even realize he didn’t answer to the man on the other side of the phone.
“Alright, imma take that as a no. Gosh, I wondered what happened to the boy that was practically begging to have all my attention.”, Tony laughs softly. Again, he just said Peter wasn’t that boy anymore. The boy makes a little shame sound to the man’s comment about his behavior, feeling his cheeks burning even more.
“N-no, im sorry, im here mr. Stark. You didn’t wake me up. And please take that back, I was never asking for you attention, old man.”, Peter shoots back. He loves doing that. He loves talking back to Tony. “Imma pretend I didn’t hear what you just called me. And Im also gonna pretend like you’re not shamelessly lying to me at the moment. Anyway, you have plans tonight ?”, Tony asks, a bit of growling in his voice. This automatically warms Peter’s heart. He’s probably gonna go to Tony’s lab tonight.
Peter was trying not to smile too much when he remembered Tony wasn’t actually there. “No, I don’t have anything. You want me in the lab ?”, the boy asks and immediately regrets his choice of words. want me in the lab. Fuck. He was gonna say sorry to that, but thanks god Tony speaks before he can make it even more awkward. “No actually I was thinking of something a little more fun. What do you say about eating in a fancy restaurant tonight ?”. Peter’s heart doesn’t skip a beat this time, it skips severals. Tony wants- what ?
“What ?”, he lets out, without even realizing it. “Should I take that as a no again ?”. Tony’s voice echoes in Peter’s brain but never gets analyzed. The boy’s still frozen, his phone hanging in his hand, the sound of his beating heart ringing in his ears.
“Peter ? Fri just told me your heartbeats are unsually high, are you okay ?”. And this time, that wakes him up. “Wh-what ? Oh.. no that’s- im okay, it’s just- MJ!”, Peter stutters as an answer. He swears he can hear Tony’s frowning’s expression in the silence that follows.
“I mean, she- MJ, she sent me a funny, a text, it reminded me of something and I huh.. yeah. No, that’s yes.”. Another long silence. that’s a yes. Peter feels like he just answered a proposal. “Yes as in, im free for tonight, mr. Stark.”, Peter finishes, his cheeks burning with shame.
“Great. And Im not gonna question what just happened, alright ? Be ready for 7.”, Tony simply says before hanging up. Just like that. Just like he didn’t just made Peter’s brain completely fry.
“Did Tony just asked me on a date?”, Peter asks himself out loud, alone in his bedroom, his jaw hanging in shook. What the hell ?
That’s how Peter started the most stressful day of his entire life. Exams ? Spiderman ? Thanos ? Forget all of this, he has a freakin’ date with Tony freakin’ Stark, that is the real stressful shit. He spends half of the day walking in his apartment.
Around 3, he starts to panic hard because Tony said fancy. But Peter doesn’t have fancy clothes. He stayed in front of his phone, hesitating to send Tony something about that or no. He doesn’t want Tony to think he only has kid’s clothes. But then, better this than showing up in a fancy restaurant with a pun-sweat right ?
PP : How should I be dressed for tonight ?
Peter finally sends, not asking but hoping Tony’ll understand what he meant. His smile increases when, 6 minutes after, his phone rings.
TS : Happy is gonna drop you a suit at 5.
Peter’s inside catches fire at that. The words sugar daddy are ringing in his ears. Tony is gonna buy him a suit. Just for tonight. For their date. “Oh my god, imma be sick.”, Peter mumbles. His heart has been beating so fast since the call. And he feels like he’s gonna throw up. And he’s also happy. So happy. But- a date ? With Tony Stark ? Peter has been in love with the man for- he can’t even remember. Of course at first it was just a fan crush, then a real crush, then it bloomed into full love. And Peter never thought he could had a chance. But- Peter’s thoughts get cut by the entry door opening.
It’s May. And it’s been 5 hours now that Peter is combusting with impatience all alone in his apartment that he just can’t help himself. As soon as May starts taking to him, he blurts out : “I’ve got a date tonight!”
That’s how the hundreds of questions start. May knows he’s gay. However, May doesn’t know he loves Tony and she definitely doesn’t know the actual date is with Tony. So when she starts asking who he is, Peter realizes it maybe wasn’t the best idea. So after receiving the 5 hugs May felt like she needed to give him for that, the boy sends another text to Tony.
PP : Can we meet at the park next to my building please?
And then, he lets May giving him advices for tonight. “Alright, I get why you won’t tell me. Even if Im a little concerned, I get it. Where is he taking you ?”, she asks, a big smile on her face. “I don’t know actually, he just said it was somewhere fancy.”, Peter answers, trying not to let his smile gets to him too much.
“And how are you gonna get dressed ? You maybe can try some of Ben’s suit ?”. And Peter’s heart warms at that proposition. “It’s alright May, I already have something to wear actually.”
The two next hours aren’t better, they’re worst. May continues giving him advices. For his sakes, Peter swears himself to never use some. Then he takes a shower, the longest he never took. Just in case. He wants all of his skin to smell good for Tony. His cheeks brun at this thought. Are him and Tony gonna.. ? Now his whole body is warming up and Peter can’t help but jerking off at the thought of him and Tony going home tonight and having some fun.
When Happy leaves him a text saying the suit is in the mailbox, the boy sneaks to get it. Once the suit is on him, Peter can’t stop looking at his own reflection in the mirror. It’s a light blue suit and fuck, he does look good in those. His whole skin is shivering because Tony bought it to him. Tony’s money is touching his skin. The boy snorts at his own weird thoughts. But he can’t help it.
A small whine escapes his lips when he realizes there’s still 1h30 before Tony comes to get him. And that’s the absolute worst feeling ever. Peter tries to work, to watch a tv show, to talk with May, to phone MJ or Ned, to build lego, but nothing is able to make the time look less slow. And the more the time passes, the more Peter’s stomach gets stress crushed.
When 7 pm is finally approaching, Peter’s not even sure he can breath anymore. “Peter, hey- Peter, please can you stop ?”, May finally snaps and Peter turns to her, ready to burst at her that she doesn’t know how he feels right now, but she shushes him before he can even start.
“Everything’s gonna go well, angel. But please, you’re gonna faint before you’ll even get there, alright ? You’re handsome my baby, he’s gonna love you.”, May tries to calm him by hugging him. He was about to answer her when the clock beside them shows that 7 pm is in 5 minutes. Peter jumps saying he’s gonna be late and rushes out of the apartment.
He went down the stairs, crossed the street and went to the park in a 1 minute time. His heart is menacing to get out of his chest. And when he finally hears Tony’s voice behind him, his whole body jerks and he turns to the voice.
His heart stops again. Holy fuck, Tony is- he’s god-handsome. Peter’s jaw opens and doesn’t close.
“You’re doing alright Peter ?”, Tony asks, after a few seconds. Peter tries. He tries really hard. But Tony is in front of him, in a grey suit that looks absolutely heavenly hot on him, and they’re going on a date and-
“Peter ?”, this time, he forces himself to answer before Tony decides to leaves him there. “Hum… huh- yeah? Yeah you look good. I- I mean.. Im good! Im doing… good.”. He watches in horror as Tony tries to not laugh at him. “Blue suits you, by the way.”, Tony comments and Peter tries not to blush or smile at that.
Then the older one shows him the car behind them and Peter hurries inside.
“So. Why the park ?”, the man asks after a few seconds. Peter’s brows frown in confusion. “Forget it. Everything alright Pete ? You look… tense. Did something happened while you patrolled ?”. And this time, Peter’s sure he’s blushing. Why can’t he just relax ? Okay it’s a date but it shouldn’t be any different than the rest of the time they spend together.
“Yeah.. Yeah im sorry I was just a bit nervous, you know… I… Im happy you invited me tho! So.. where are we going ?”, the boy tries to show he’s grateful for this. The last thing he wants is Tony thinking he’s not happy about the date.
“It’s an Italian restaurant, my favorite one. You’ll see, everything that’ll get into your mouth tonight will make you fly.”, Tony answers and there’s a silence. Peter’s cheeks burn hot now. Did Tony really said- oh my god. “Im just realizing how it sounds. Maybe not my best choices of words.”, the man laughs. laughs, as if he didn’t created a whole fire in Peter’s body. The boy just prays not to pop up a boner just because of a single sentence.
The rest of the ride is just small talks and when they finally arrive, Peter stays close to Tony, it makes him feel protected. And he likes it. The smile on his face is uncontrollable. He can’t believe he’s on an actual date with Tony Stark. His heart is about to burst from happiness. And the place is stunning, and Tony’s stunning. And Peter sees people watching them and he feels proud. He knows how much people want Tony. But Tony’s there with him.
Once they’re seated, Peter can’t help but stare at Tony who’s in front of him. And the only thing he can think of is that he loves him. But the boy shuts up. Tony didn’t mentioned it being a date yet, and even when he does, Peter can’t just say he loves him already.
When the menu comes, Peter just stare at the Italian names blankly. “I… I don’t understand anything that’s written.” , he murmurs to Tony, a bit ashamed. But the man just fondly snorts in response and translates him the different propositions. But after the explanations, Peter’s still lost as fuck. what the fuck are all of those ?. Tony laughs again, louder this time, noticing Peter’s lost face.
“You know what, I’ll order for you. How does that sound ?”. The boy’s heart stops and he flushes different shades of red at once. Tony is gonna order for him. “That- That sounds good. Im sorry I don’t know what are those.”, Peter finally says. “Hey, none of that Pete. Plus, Im kinda excited for you to try what I’ll pick for you.”, the man says, like it wasn’t making Peter squirm in his chair. Oh my god, he’s gonna die.
To give himself a bit of capacity, he pretends to read the menu once again and pouts noticing the prices aren’t there. Meaning it must be like, super expensive. He knows Tony can pay, and there’s a side of him that likes it. Because it’s easier for him to call Tony Daddy in his head. But there’s also a part of him that hates it because it feels like he can’t complete. May and Peter are kinda broke and Peter would have liked to be able to pay a restaurant to Tony too.
“What’s up with the pout ?”. Shit. “N-Nothing, mr. Stark really. It’s just… you know, I can’t… it’s a fancy restaurant and May and I aren’t…”, he begins but Tony cuts him. “Im stopping you right there, Peter. Im sorry if me picking a fancy restaurant embarrassed you, I should have asked where you wanted to go first. But don’t worry about that, okay ? Im not asking you to pay for anything, I invited you there.”. Peter feels his heart beating hard in his chest. “No, Im really happy to be there, I swear! I just… I just don’t want- I don’t know, forget it.”.
Tony does what Peter asked him, he drops the subject and start talking about Peter’s project in the lab. And that, it allows Peter to relax a bit. Because it suddenly feels like a normal time with Tony. And not a date. Well, a date yes but not an awkward one. And if Peter chokes on his own saliva when Tony orders in fucking italian in front of him, then at least, the man acts like he didn’t see it. And Peter’s happy there’s a table because explaining to Tony why he’s hard right now would have been real awkward.
It becomes a bit more awkward again when the meals arrive. Because Peter gets aroused by how good the food Tony picked for him is. Because Tony looks genuinely satisfied with the fact Peter moans at every bite he takes. And because watching the gorgeous man eating in front of him is also a whole show.
Peter is too occupied staring at Tony to realize he’s missing his mouth with the next bite he takes. The man laughs gently at him and Peter wants to fucking hide under the table because now Tony’ll think he doesn’t know how to eat.
“That’s good huh ? Knew you would like it.”, Tony smiles, after a minute of silence. The smile on Peter’s lips grows automatically. He likes that. He really likes that Tony knew what he’d like. “That’s… the best thing I ever ate mr. Stark!”, Peter answers, beaming with happiness. Even the awkward moments can’t ruin this for him. He’s so happy.
The rest of the evening goes well. So well even. But the more the end approaches, the more Peter can’t help but asks himself if something’s gonna happen or not. Like… Is Tony gonna bring him home ? Is he gonna kiss him ? Even the thought of that is enough to make Peter’s head feel dizzy. He can’t even let himself imagine something more than a kiss would happen. And if he does, he’s gonna combust in front of Tony. And before his mind decides to picture them having sex, Peter shakes his head, his cheeks reddening with both shame and want. He had so many dream about Tony, so many wet dreams about Tony. He has been dreaming about the man since even before they actually meet. And Peter feels like he would cum the second Tony lays a hand on him. That’d be pretty awkward. And then, Peter can’t help but wonder what Tony sees in him. He’s nobody. Tony can have whoever he wants, and still, he chose him. Does Tony know he’s a virgin still ? Would he care ?
“Okay, have you even listened to a word I just told you ?”, Tony asks, a jaded look on his face. Peter realizes the man has been talking to him and blushes in shame. “Im so sorry! I was thinking… I got lost in my thoughts, sorry.”, he apologizes, hoping Tony won’t think he’s boring him.
“Wow, he’s getting invited to the fanciest restaurant ever and still act like it’s not enough. What more do you want Parker ?”, Tony jokes and one part of Peter is happy he didn’t get upset. Another part of him just wanna scream he wants Tony to kiss him once they’re out of the restaurant. But what if Tony wanna take his time ? He doesn’t wanna sound as desperate as he really is.
“I’d really love for a car.”, Peter jokes back, glad he made Tony smile. “Ask and you shall receive.”. And Peter doesn’t know how honest Tony is with this. He hopes the man is joking. But Tony’s intense look in his eyes when Peter said those words is enough to make him realize the man is serious about this. “I was joking, mr. Stark.”, the boy adds, just to be sure he won’t receive a car tomorrow. Tony doesn’t answer anything to that, which is kinda weird, but Peter doesn’t think too much about it.
When the server comes back and asks if they want a dessert, Tony answers for him again. No. This time Tony doesn’t wait for Peter to even asks him, he just orders him something in Italian again.
“I could have asked him for ice cream you know…”, Peter whines, faking a pout. “Oh so he understands Italian now.”. And the smile Tony had on his lips almost all night is making Peter heart feel so light.
“I don’t, but I don’t think I need a italian degree to understand ‘gelato’, old man.”, Peter teases, making himself feels hot all over his body. He sees Tony’s gaze changing a bit too. Is Tony loving this as much as him ? “Brat.”, the man accuses and Peter stops himself to make a punishment joke. They’re not there yet.
The boy is now eating his damn vanilla ice cream and can’t help the blush creeping on his face again. Tony is staring at him. Not watching. Staring. Peter’s senses can feel his intense gaze on him, on his face. And the boy feels like he doesn’t know how to eat anymore. He’s sure he’s putting ice cream everywhere on his lips and wants to die about it.
“Y-You didn’t want to take something ? Huh… dessert or- or coffee ?”, he stutters, to make things less intense, because Peter is seconds away to moan under Tony’s gaze. “Im all good, thanks Pete.”, Tony answers and the boy doesn’t know if he’s dreaming or not but Tony’s voice sounded more… low ? He goes back to eating his ice cream, hoping it’s the last ice cream he’ll ever eat in his life.
When they finally go out, Peter feels drunk. He’s so happy, so nervous and so horny at the same time. He’d say so in love but let’s not brings more awkward to this. They walk in silence to Tony’s car. And just before Tony can open his car, Peter blurts out : “Thank you so much for the dinner mr. Stark! It was really really good and really fun. I liked it… a lot.”, he says, knowing he’s blushing again but doesn’t care at this point. Maybe Tony is waiting for him to make the first move. Because he doesn’t wanna rush him.
“Pleasure was mine, Pete.”, the man answers, a soft smile on his lips. And then, Peter doesn’t even realize what his body his doing, but that should be the good time no ? His heart is pounding so fast and loud in his chest, ears and whole body as he leans and kiss Tony. A smack. Just a smack. Because Peter doesn’t even know how to kiss. It was fast, but enough to make Peter’s heart explodes in his chest.
But then he sees Tony’s face. Tony’s frozen and shocked face. Shit. Did it was too soon ? Did it sucked ? Did Tony expected someone who could actually kiss him ? Peter wants to throw up. ”Mr. Stark ?”, he asks faintly.
“Peter. What… What was that ?”, Tony questions, his tone dangerously flat. “I- I thought… Im so sorry I... You know with the date and all, I thought maybe… maybe it was a good time to kiss you, you know ? Im sorry if Im not a g-”, Peter painfully begins but gets cut by Tony. “Wait- A date ? It wasn’t a date.”, the man says, his voice suddenly high. Peter’s blood turns cold in his whole body.
What ?
“Wh- What ?”, he breathes, voice already trembling. Oh god no. No no no no, this can’t be happening.
“This. That’s- Christ, Peter. It wasn’t a date. I- I didn’t- We’re not- Fuck.”, Tony panics, his voice almost screaming the last bit, stepping back from Peter. Peter who’s still frozen, watching what’s happening in front of him without being able to move.
“Oh god, Im so sorry if I made you think it was a date, kid. Im- It wasn’t my intention.”, Tony tries to apologize, clearly still panicking. The only word echoing in Peter’s brain is kid. Tony hasn’t called him like that for months. And now he’s doing it again.
“Peter, kid. Shit, you can’t cry- I- Peter Im so sorry I shouldn’t-”. And it’s only when Tony says that that Peter realizes tears are rolling down his cheeks. His heart feels heavy in his chest. No. His heart feels completely crushed in his chest. And the humiliation. The boy still stands there, only capable of crying in front of Tony, who’s panicking on his own.
“Kid, you- Im sorry, Im not mad I swear, we can’t- We just can’t. We’re not… that.”. And Peter’s heart feels like breaking again. “D-Don’t call m-me k-kid.”, and it’s the only thing Peter can lets out before fully starting to cry. Small hiccups escaping his lips.
Tony watches in horror, unable to do much. “Peter, im begging you- stop crying, im not mad, you’re- kid I-”, the man starts and if he wasn’t so much in pain, Peter would have been genially shocked to see Tony struggling so much to speak. “Stop ca-calling me a kid!”, the boy almost screams, surprising both himself and Tony. The man steps back again. There’s a silence. A loud one. A painful one.
“Im sorry. It’s my fault if you thought- Jesus, it’s my fault if you mistook this, Peter. Im sorry I let you think this was a… a date. You can’t- it’s not on you, Im not mad.”, Tony speaks again. But it’s only words. Peter’s brain shut himself. He doesn’t understand what Tony is saying to him. He just wants to die.
“But- But I lo-”, he starts, desperately, only to get cut by the man in front of him again. “No. No you don’t. You- Jesus ki- Pete, it’s not-” and there’s a silence again. “It’s not wh-what ? True ? H-How would you know ? And wh-why… what was al-all of this for if-if it was- n’t a.. a da-date ?”, the boy desperately questions, in between cries. Tony’s pained expression intensifies. “Pete, stop crying.”.
“Answer me!”, the younger one screams. He can’t believe Tony. It’s not true. Tony is just being- delusional.
“Christ why are you doing this ? Peter, it was just- just… us.”. Peter never heard Tony’s voice sounding so desperate before today. But he can’t care. He feels like he’s been crushed by a fucking plane right now.
“Us ? Ye-yeah and Im- im saying that us, is me lo-lo-loving you and you- you looking at me with- with that look in your eyes.”. And Peter can sees Tony’s eyes watering. Again, it’d be the first time he sees Tony crying, but he still can’t care. The man just steps back and sighs, passing both of his hands on his face.
“You stopped calling me ki-kid. And- and you order for me- and- and sh-shit! I- I know you like it. I know i-it because I can se-see it, mr. Stark. I- I want- I want you… pl-please.”, Peter cries even harder now, his voice constantly cut by cries. “Please.”, he begs again. And it’s even more painful because Tony doesn’t answers anything. The man just stand in front if him, completely frozen, with a pained expression on his face. But he doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t deny it. Why doesn’t he deny it ?
And suddenly, Tony’s warms hands are on his cheeks, trying to wipes the endless tears coming out of Peter’s eyes. But the sensation of the hand on his cheeks only makes Peter cry more. “Peter… Peter, baby.. please. You- fuck. You have to stop, alright ?”, Tony whispers, so close to him, but yet so far. baby.
Peter doesn’t realize he leans on the touch, he doesn’t realize Tony’s other hand is clenching hard on his light blue jacket. And despite everything that is happening right now, Peter only wants them to kiss. A real kiss.
But the next thing he feels is Tony’s strong body against him. The man is hugging him and Peter can’t help but hug him back, his cries still loudly getting out. “Peter, please. I can’t. You know I can’t. Im so sorry. I shouldn’t have invited you, I shouldn’t- I shouldn’t have let myself- I can’t.”, Tony murmurs those things in Peter’s ear, tightening his arm around the boy’s body and it only hurts Peter more. Why is Tony saying all of this ? What does it mean ?
“Please…”. It’s all what Peter is capable to say. Please love me. He feels Tony’s body, Tony’s warmth getting away and hates it. And the boy can’t take it. It hurts so much. So before Tony can even answer with another apologize, Peter’s wrists move on their own, and the next second he’s not there anymore, he’s on the top of the building next to the restaurant. He has to get away from Tony. He can’t stay there.
And if Peter hasn’t jumped on another building right away, he would have been able to hear Tony whispering on his own. “Pete… I wished you’d understand why this can’t be a date, why I can’t let you love me back.”, finally letting himself cry now that Peter ran away.
second square for @starkerfestivals 🙈🙈
alright so first of all im so sorry for this fjndldl 😭😭😭 this bingo is challenging me so much tho bc i wrote my first tony fucking peter and now i wrote my first sad ending
its just the first thing that came to my mind seeing ‘not a date’ so i followed my idea
also i edited it three fucking times bc tumblr was being a bitch with me today 🔪
#starker#ironspider#leah writes sometimes#starkerfestival summer bingo#starkerfestivals#starkerfestivalsevents#sfsummerbingo21
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Home Again Chapter 1
Jean x Marco
Summary: Jeana and Marco have been friends since the tender ages of 5 and 7. They grow together and fall in love.... then Jean disappears.
Warnings: This story will contains mentions of past rape and abuse. The violence parts will probably be descriptive, but the rape will not be. There will be eventual smut further along into the story.
~20 Years Ago~
"Jean, honey, this is mommy's new boss, Mr. Bott. He is the man who is going to help us, so I need you to be on your best behavior, okay?" The small five year old with ash blonde hair, dark brown undercut and honey golden eyes nodded his head as he stared at the tall dark haired man with dark chocolate eyes.
"Nice to meet you Master Jean." The man smiled down at the boy with a warm smile. "This is my son, Marco, he just turned seven a few months ago. Heard you enjoy dinosaurs and superheroes?" Jean nodded as he stared at the boy just two years older than himself with wide eyes, mapping out all the freckles along his tanned skin, milk chocolate eyes staring back into his own with a smile that could make the grumpiest of men relax. "Marco has a boatload of dinosaur and superhero toys, Marco, why don't you show Jean your room?" Marco smiled, grabbing Jean's hand and dragging him up the giant spiral staircase to the second floor.
Once inside the room, Jean's jaw dropped, the size of Marco's bedroom was bigger than his whole house combined. The ceiling was high with detailed trim along the edges, painted in a dark brown and a pale maroon shade of red. The bed was bigger than what any seven year old should have, a giant flat screen tv was mounted onto the wall across from the bed and games, movies and toys filled the rest of the room. "Do you want to play a video game? I have Spyro the dragon, Crash Bandicoot, Mario Kart?" The freckles kid asked, naming off games while setting up one of the many gaming consoles he owned.
"I… ummm.." Jean stood there nervously, rocking on his feet while twiddling his tiny thumbs. "I've never played a video game before." He looked up to see Marco smiling at him.
"That's okay! I'll teach you! We can start with Mario Kart, it's a multiplayer game, so I'll be able to teach you!" He smiled proudly as if he just won first place at the spelling bee.
"Oh, okay! Thank you!" Jean grabbed the controller Marco handed out to him with shaky hands. The two sat down on the squishy blue and purple bean bag chairs and started a game, Marco showing him how to pick his character, how to move and control the kart and how to throw the special abilities gained when hitting the boxes with the question marks.
"So, Jean, what's your favorite color?"
"Purple." Jean spoke as he tried to concentrate on what he was doing on the screen, still having a bit of trouble with the turns.
"Cool! Mines red!" Marco spoke as he gestures to the room around them.
"Favorite food?" Jean asked, stealing a glance at the older kid next to him, he couldn't help but smile, Marco's smile was infectious.
"Spaghetti! Well, all kinds of pasta! Penne, ravioli, ricotta-"
"I thought ricotta was a cheese?" Jean questioned, he wasn't actually sure himself, he just knew that cheese was a luxury in his home, never having enough money most of the time for really fancy things like cheeses.
"Oh, yeah! It is!" Marco giggled, "I just really like ricotta cheese." Jean giggled too, this kid was alright. "You're my new best friend, Jean."
~8 Years Later~
"Will you just shut up, Yeager?" A thirteen year old Jean Kirstein, as calmly as he could, spoke with his fist balled up at his sides as he walked out of the middle school building.
"Come on, Kirstein, didn't your poor piss excuse for a mother teach you it isn't nice to tell people to shut up?" Eren, the school bully, asshole and dick, in Jean's opinion, insulted. That's when Jean's resolve faded into nothing and landed a swift punch to the tanned, unblemished skin, a crunch was heard throughout the whole parking lot. Eren fell to the ground but quickly regained his strength and landed a kick to Jean's guy. The wind was knocked from Jean's lungs, but his anger was dominant. He lunged for the bastard who insulted his mother, the only parent he ever knew who worked her ass off to make sure he survived, to give the douche-nozzle a good pounding, but warm, strong arms held him back before hos fist could collide with it's intended target.
"Jean." A warm voice whispered in his ear, Marco. He relaxed in the freckles arms but he was still livid. "Let's go." Then, he was dragged off to the black Chevy Impala.
"Is that your boyfriend Horse Face? Man, I knew you were fruity but seriously? You could do better!" Jean almost got out Marco's grip, but the taller, older teen had his grip firm and all but threw the teen into the back seat.
"Jean-"
"No, don't start Marco! He taunted me about how I have to live my life, insulted my mother, then insulted you! He deserved to get his lights punched out!" Jean yelled, unshed tears forming in the corners of his Carmel eyes, threatening to spill any second. Marco just simply drew the younger into his arms and the driver drove towards Bott Manor. "He… he doesn't have to be so mean! I never did anything to him!"
When they finally pulled into the Manor, Marco led Jean to his room, the same room they first became friends in eight years ago. The stuffed animals and small toys are now replaced with books, CDs and even more games and movies. Marco sat them down on the bed and neither spoke for a few minutes. "He was right, ya know." Marco finally spoke and Jean looked at him like he had four heads. "You could do better than me, if we were together."
"Marco Bott, you stop right there! No one could ever replace you! You are literally the best person alive! If I had the balls to kiss you I would!" Jean and Marco's eyes widened and Jean turned into a blushing, flustered mess. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I.. I don't know why I said tha-", but Jean couldn't finish, Marco's lips pressed firmly against his in a gentle yet passionate kiss that spoke thousands of words and so many feelings.
"I love you Jean." Marco whispered as they pulled apart, foreheads still touching as both tried to regain their breath and slow their hearts. Jean cupped Marco's face in his hands and kissed him again.
"I love you too, Marco."
~2 Years Later~
Jean Kirstein, fifteen year old freshman at Trost High, walked through the park on his way home after work. He hates his job, hates working behind the counter at the local Taco Bell, hates that Eren works there too in the kitchen as a prep cook, hates dealing with annoying ass customers with snarky attitudes complaining that their crunch wrap supreme doesn't have enough sour cream. Well sorry, Karen, I don't make the fucking food nor do I determine how much sour cream goes on it. Today was a particularly bad day, Eren called off claiming he was sick when Jean really knew he was out with his "boyfriend" leaving him to prepare food and take orders. Then someone took a dump on the men's bathroom floor, didn't even try to aim for the fucking toilet! Just took a shot right there in the middle of the goddamn floor which he had to clean up himself while his manager bitched about him not doing his job at the counter. All Jean wanted to do was go home, talk to his boyfriend for a little before he eventually went to bed and got up early the next day for school.
It was a simple request that he wished for while the clock ticked by slowly. Jean was so into his own head, he never heard the footsteps coming up behind him until it was too late. A wet cloth covered his nose and mouth, his eyes widened for a second before the world faded to black.
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"We have to find him!" Marco shouted at his father who was looking at him with a solemn expression. Marco paced back and forth in front of his father's desk, hands taking through his u kept hair. He has barely slept a wink since Jean vanished three days ago, his mind wondering about all the worst scenarios it could think of.
"We are trying, son, but we have no evidence of anything taking place. No struggle, no personal belongings, nothing to suggest anything has even happened."
"But Jean couldn't have just vanished into thin air! He wouldn't run away either! He loved his mom too much to just up and leave her and me…" Marco trailed off, thinking about his and Jean's time together over the last two years. Picnic and arcade dates, eating pizza and hot wings while they binge watched their favorite tv series at that moment, the soft and gentle kisses they shared between one another before they parted ways, always promising to text each other once they got home, letting the other one know they got there safe. That's the single most reason why Marco knew something was wrong. Neither of them forgot to send the 'im home safe and sound' text. Not once, in the ten years that they've known each other, did they miss sending that text. Even as children and Marco's father gave Mrs. Kirstein a cell phone as a gift to keep in contact, did they miss THAT text.
"Son, we are doing everything we can to find Jean. But we also need to think rationally, Jean might not ever be found." Marco froze at those words, Jean may be lost forever? He may never see those honey eyes, beautiful smile, perfect sketches and vibrant paintings painted by those slender pale hands and fingers? May never run his hands through those soft locks of ash and brown ever again? That's when Marco broke, he screamed and fell to the floor in a fetal position on the floor. His father looked at him with hurt in his own dark chocolate eyes, for him, his son and Jean's mother who was currently out looking for her only child as they speak. Don Bott rose from his leather chair and walked around the desk, kneeling in front of his son. He put his hand on his back and whispered a pained, "I'm sorry, Marco."
~10 Years Later (Present Day)~
Here he was, once again, at an underground auction. Mr. Bott hated these things, but he had no other choice, ever since Mrs. Kirstein passed away three years ago from a drunk driving accident, he hasn't been able to find someone who cleaned as well as she had. Every person he hired had an attitude or just didn't speak at all, always forgetting to dust the book shelves or take out the trash. So he relented and took up on Mr. Ackerman's suggestion to go to an auction. Getting there early to get a good seat, Mr. Bott, along with Mr. Ackerman, Mr. Braun and Mr. Hoover, the Dons of their respected parts of New York City, all sat down to converse while the auction for the…. Pleasure portion of the auction slowly came to a close. Mr. Bott cringed as the scum of New York bid money on these poor people just for the gratification of getting their dick in a hole.
"And now for our last and best prize of the night!" The auctioneer spoke as the Dons sighed in relief, none of them liked the idea of people being sold for pleasure as they themselves, tried for years to get it under control but never succeeding. "This one has been in the business for ten years, used and a bit rough looking, but this little beauty will be the best fuck you ever had. Clean and pliant, not a bad body either if I do say so myself. Number 54!" The announcer spoke as someone roughly shoved a young man out into the center of the room. The numbers flying from the crowd started pouring in left and right and it got the Dons wondering whom this "prize" was. "Three-thousand!" "Ten-thousand!" "Twenty Five-thousand!"
"Two hundred-thousand!" The crowd went quiet after hearing the deep booming voice coming from the front row.
"Two hundred-thousand! Going once! Going twice! Sold! To Do Bott!" The young man was then hauled out of the room to be prepped for leaving the facility.
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"Dad! I'm home! Reiner, Bert, Mikasa, Eren and Armin are here too!" Marco called from the doorway as he and the others walked into the Manor. "Dad?!"
"In the living room son!" He heard his father call and the group walked towards the sound.
"What's up? We heard your voicemail and hauled ass here. What happened?" Marco asked as soon as he saw his father, eyes brimmed with tears and a small smile. The others in the room, specifically Dr. Yeager, looked at them, small sad but slightly happy smiles on their faces. "What's going on here?" The group looked at each other, confused and concern plastered on their faces. Once Mr. Bott moved to the side and gestured to the couch, it was then that the group realized what was happening. On the couch asleep, lay a thin pale man, dark circles under his eyes, bruises and scars and even some fresh wounds, now neatly stitched up thanks to Dr. Yeager, littering his almost naked form. Marco stared at the man laying on the pale green couch and tears flooded down his cheeks. "Jean?"
#attack on titan#Jean Krischtein#marco bott#jean x marco#kidnapping#abuse#eventual smut#jeans mom#marcos dad#eren yeager#mafia au#reiner#bert#mikasa#armin#erens dad
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Rock, Relationships, and Roses
Hey y’all I just wanted to thank  you so much for reading this fic it’s only my second fic ever so please be kind! Also this is a crack fic and attempt attempt at my dry humor and I didn’t edit it because I was so excited to post it so I hope u enjoy!
~Chapter one~
“Ms.archoron, are you paying any attention at all?”
Feyre's head flew up as Mr. Cran dropped a text book next to her head, “sorry, i had-” “My class is not for sleeping ,its for learning now back to the revolutionary war…”
Feyre once again drowned out the sound of mr. cran as she stared at the clock 6 more hours till the show she thought it had been months of envious waiting to see if nesta had got the job for being the photographer for the city paper. Last night they had gotten the call and three free backstage passes for the show.
As soon as the bell rang, Eeyre was out of the class and running down the hall out the doors and to the bus stop. When feyre got home nesta was in the living room sleeping on the couch drool running down out of her mouth
“Up up up up we're going to be late! And if we're late we won't have time to talk to them”
With a loud grown nesta had gotten off the couch. Nesta had heard of the job through clare who interns for the velaris times and she only recognised the name from the giant poster in Feyre’s bedroom wingspan apparently they were a big rock group, witch was not nestas cup of tea she preferred classical music and melodies but definitely not screamo, feyre played it so loud it hurt her ears and almost got them evicted from the dingy downtown two bedroom apartment that there father had left them with three years ago, that and 50,000 dollars in debt. Sense then nesta had been working three jobs so Elain and feyre could go to school full time.
“Look what i picked up on my detore to school this morning” feyre said as she pulled out a necklace from the side pocket
“Where the hell did you get that, oh gods feyre what have i told you about stealing?” nesta said as she looked on the price
“this costs more than our heating bill”
“Oh come on nes if its chain it's free rain, plus the alarm was so easy to get off its like they were asking for it to be stolen” when nesta gave her the “look” she shoved it in nestas hand
“It is for you by the way , don't worry I took the earrings and the bracelet is for Elain” Feyre said, pushing her hair back to reveal the matching earring. Nesta could admit it was a beautiful gold chain with a seated red swarovski crystal
“Uh know to wear to the best night of our lives to night!”
“Well thank you yuh damn klepto”
~~~
“What the hell” rhys said as he was awoken by a crash from the dressing room next door, he got off the couch and banged on the door
“Shut the fuck up i was trying to sleep”
“Uh sorry we’ll try to keep it down a little more” Cassian said as Rhys rolled his eyes when he heard a girl laughing from the other side of the door. rhys walked back over to his room and sat back on the couch , he knew he wasn't going to sleep there was no point in even trying insomnia was a pain in the ass and definitely not a friend of his , it kept him awake at night he tried every vitamin and medication but it only ever lasted a few days and left him with night terrors that woke everyone on the tour bus.it was no use 1 to 2 hours was a average night for him. The band had been touring for one year and was almost done , of course until the next tour it was a never ending hell that had been happening for the past 5 years since their debut album.
“Excuse me mr.moon sir?” rhys heard from the outside of the door
“Yes?”
“ sound check is in 15”
“Yeah yeah whatever” rhys said in an aggravated tone. It was three hours till the show and already there were people lined down the streets of velaris to see them perform and if rhys was being honest it was the only thing keeping him going , at first it was a dream all the money, partying and girls but now it wasn't enough he was sick and tired of it all.
~~~
“ come on we have to be there early” feyre said just as elaine was finishing up her makeup
“Okay ,okay I'm coming” elain said walking down the hall “how do I look?” Elain knew grayson was going to be there he bought tickets 10 months ago for him and Elain but his friend ended up wanting to go with him instead and she was so happy to surprise him since he couldn't get uhhuh ticket
“So hot I love it, ” Feyre said. Elain was dressed in a black tee from the band tee that had a cut at the cleavage and dark jeans with boots, defity far from her usual pink and flower apparel all the time.
Nesta stepped out of her room with a black cardigan white tank crop top and leggings with a camera bag slung over her shoulder
“That's what you're wearing to a rock concert? You look like a pta mom on the go” feyre said as she walked toward the door
“ oh shut up its for work, you to are the ones going for fun”
“Your never going to get a boyfriend looking like that”
“Yeah definitely no boys for me tonight”
When the city bus dropped them off they still had to walk three block because of the blocked roads and then to find there way to the back door that was hounded by mass amounts of fan girls they had to pry there why throh to get to the door when they got in nesta started snapping pictures of everything from people to the equipment she had major competition for the best photos. Feyre was losing her mind Elain would've put money on it that she had never seen feyre this happy. Elain couldn't have cared less that she was backstage; she really wanted to find Grayson so she wandered off to the floor seats to do just that well Feyre was looking around and Nesta was taking as many photos as possible.
Nesta found her way over to the snack table and picked up a chocolate covered strawberry and took a bite
“Well it seems i went looking for a snack and found a whole meal” nesta jumped as she heard this she quickly turned around and was met with a smirking 6’4 man
“Im sorry what ?”
“I definitely haven't seen you around before are you an intern?”
“No i'm with the news paper velaris times” nesta said as she picked up the camera in her hand
“Well, miss newspaper lady, do you have a name ?”
“Nesta , and do you snack table boy?” the man looked slightly confused but said
“Cass , it's a pleasure to meet you. Would you like to accompany me to my bed tonight nesta ?”nesta raised her eyebrows in confusion
“ Wow, how charming does that usually work for you? Asking a random girl to sleeping with you”
“Yes actually”
“To bad it doesn't work on me”
“How about dinner after the show?”
“Dinner? The show ends at 1 am”
“ how about dinner tomorrow night?”
“ I can’t and I don’t want to go to dinner with someone who just wants to get into my pants”
“ your loss then sweetheart” nesta watched cass walked away toward the dressing rooms and wondered what the hell just happened
~~~
It was five minutes before show time when Rhys could hear the crowd chanting over and over again “we want wingspan, we want wingspan, we want wingspan” it was a never ending chant.
As rhys walked out on the black stage he grabbed his bass guitar and walked toward the mic as cassian walked toward his drum set and az to his guitar, the music started and strobe lights started moving, it was always the same rhys thought until his eyes landed on a girl in the front of the mosh pit, seeing all the people jumping around till his eyes were stuck on a guy who pushed over a girl and she fell straight to the ground hitting her head on the concrete floor passing out .

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In this hell Daryl Dixon X Reader part 1/??
Hey guys! This is my first ever story that I have published/ might ever publish?
This story Is following the survivors from season one, and the reader of course.
I do apologise in advance if its not the greatest, but I hope you guys like it :)
Warnings- Talk of Abuse, Abuse, Swearing, Blood, Gore (its the walking dead so I Guess that's a part of it :))
It has been two months now... Two months since the world had gone to shit, two months since my brother Shane kicked down my door and shoved me into a car with a woman who would turn out to be my best friend and her son who was like a nephew to me.
Since the outbreak had hit, we have found other survivors, now we are a group.
We work together to continue to live to continue to exist.
I never thought that I’d be in this predicament.
I laugh out of spite as I look down at the two little sticks in my hand, two blue lines on one and a plus on the other.
I hear a twig snap and turn around to see a walker snarling and slowly stumbling my way.
Shoving the tests into my jacket pocket, and wipe my tears before walking towards it.
The snarls get louder and greedier as I get closer.
“Oh shut up.” I say as I kick the walker in the stomach and watch it fall down, stomping on its head, hearing the crunch of it’s skull between the earth and my boot.
The sound making me sick.
The walk back to camp was quiet, all I could hear was the crunch of fallen leaves under my shoes.
My mind was wandering.
How could I let this happen? How stupid could i be? It’s the fucking apocalypse! In what way is this okay?!
I see the RV and Dale standing up top, keeping watch as he was when I left.
His attention snapped towards me as I walked out of the tree-line.
“Hey Dale, it’s just me.”
“I was wondering where you ran off to.”
“Just went for a little stroll. I ran into a walker, about 5 clicks south east.”
“What?! Are you okay?”
“I’m fine Dale, I put it down. They seem to be getting closer.”
“We will keep an eye on it. You’ll have to tell Shane.”
“I will, do you know where he is?”
“He went down to the quarry to get water.”
“Okay, I’ll y’all to him when he gets back, do you know where Lori is?”
“I don’t, try her tent though.”
“Will do, thanks Dale.”
I made my way through the camp and around the fire pit.
I found myself standing outside of the blue and cream coloured tent and took a deep breath.
"Lori?"
I heard a rustle and the door was pulled aside, revealing her familiar brown eyes.
"Oh, hey sweetheart, come in." She smiled
"Where's Carl?" I asked.
"He is with Sophia and Carol, I just finished cutting his hair. Why?"
I softly smiled, then the tears started flowing.
Lori ran over and hugged me, sitting us both down on her cot.
"Shhh, honey what's wrong?" She asked rubbing soft circles on my back.
“Lori, I messed up.” I said between sniffles.
“What? What do you mean?”
I stood up and paced before her.
I could feel her eyes on me.
“(Y/n) you’re worrying me, what’s going on?”
I reached into my pocket and handed her the two tests.
The silence was deafening, it felt like hours until Lori spoke up.
“How?”
“I don’t know. I made sure we used protection, and we always do.”
“What made you suspect this?”
“I’ve been feeling off, not to mention I’m late. I’ve never been late.”
“How are you feeling?”
“All I want to do is cry. I’m terrified.” I softly cried.
“Come here.”
She opened her arms and pulled me close, softy rocking me.
“You’ll be okay, it’s all going to be okay.”
“What if it’s not?”
“What’s done is done. There’s no point in thinking the worst. You have to be positive. You have to deal with this now.”
I sat quietly with her, so many thoughts rushing through my head.
“I didn’t know you were seeing anyone.” She softly joked.
“It’s Daryl’s isn’t it?”
I nodded my head and laid back.
“How’d you know?”
“I’ve noticed small changes lately between the two of you.”
“What do you mean?”
“If anyone goes near you or gets too close he glares.”
“That’s just him.”
“No honey..You need to tell him.”
“I know, I just don’t want him to hate me.”
“Oh honey..." She sighed.
"I-I don't know what to do.."
"Just tell him, it’s never an easy thing to do.”
"I know.”
“And you have to tell Shane.”
“I almost forgot about Shane for a minute.”
“Don’t tell him that. I don’t know how his ego would take it.”
We both laughed.
“Thank you.”
“What for honey?”
“The advice, listening.”
“Look, im here for you. Your family now.”
“Thank you." I hugged her.
“I remember telling Rick I was Pregnant with Carl. I was worried for nothing.”
"How did he die?"
"Rick?"
I nodded.
"He was shot on duty, Shane was with him when it happened. He was comatose when everything happened. Shane went to get Rick before he came and got us and he was gone.”
"I'm so sorry Lori." I whispered hugging her once more.
"It's ok." She smiled weakly.
We were both startled by the sound of a blaring car alarm.
"What is that?" I asked
"I don't know, let's go and see."
We ran outside and to the R.V.
"Dale! What is that?!"I yelled up to him.
"A stolen car Is my guess." He answered
I nodded and looked towards where the source of the noise was coming from.
It was a red Dodge Challenger that pulled up, only for Glenn to jump out, smiling as if he had just won the lottery.
"Holy crap, turn that damn thing off!"
"I don't know how!"
"Pop the hood, please."
"My sister, Andrea" Amy began
"Pop the damn hood!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
"Is she alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, she's ok, she's ok!"
"Why aren't they with you?" I asked
"Why isn't she with you? Where is she?"
"She's ok?"
"Yes! Yeah fine, everybody is..well Merle, not so much..."
"Are you crazy? Driving this squealing bastard up here? You trying to draw every walker for miles?" Shane snapped.
"Shane.." I tried
"I think we're ok." Dale said
"You call being stupid ok?" He asked dale in disbelief.
"The alarm was echoing all over these hills. It'd be hard to pinpoint the source....."
Shane glared at him.
"I'm not arguing, I'm just saying.. And It wouldn't hurt you to think more carefully next time, would it?" He scolded Glenn.
"Sorry...got a cool car" he smiled sheepishly.
A truck pulled up behind the car.
And everyone got out.
"Amy"
"Andrea!" Amy sobbed as they ran to each other and hugging as if they were dying tomorrow.
"Papa! Daddy!" Morales's kids ran up to him as did his wife.
I looked at Lori who was now with Carl talking to him, tears in both of their eyes .
"You are a welcome sight" dale laughed hugging morales.
"I thought we had lost you folks for sure!" He exclaimed.
"How did y'all get out of there anyway?" Shane asked.
"A new guy.. He got us out." Glenn said.
"What do you mean new guy?" I asked
"New guy?" Shane asked
"Yeah, crazy vato just got into town.." Morales said.
"Hey, helicopter boy! Come say hello." He called out to the truck.
A man dressed in a police uniform emerged.
"The guys a cop, just like you.."
I looked at Shane's face and he looked stunned.
Carl had ran past me and Lori following in pursuit.
The man started to cry and he ran to Carl.
"Dad! Dad!"
They all hugged sobbing.
I started to cry, for the reunion of a family, that was thought to be impossible.
Later on that night I was lying on my cot, staring at the tarp.
My tent door opened and Shane put his head in.
"Come on. Foods getting cold."
"I'm not hungry." I sighed.
"What? You're always hungry." He laughed.
"Shut up." I smiled and smacked his arm.
I sat up making room for him to sit next to me.
"Any way what's up. You seem different. More weird.” He asked sitting with me.
“So, I need you to Promise me that you won't be mad.”
"What’s going on?”
“Shane.”
“Okay, I promise?" He asked.
"Shane... I'm scared"
"What why? Walkers can't come near us.."
"They’re getting close though, I ran into one earlier today. I’m okay, I wasn’t hurt. But It's not that." He nodded.
"I’ll do another perimeter check first thing in the morning. What is it?
"I'm pregnant." I blurted out.
He tensed up.
"Shane."
"No... Just be quiet.." He whispered.
"You promi-“
"I don’t care. I’m mad. You're 18! So who is it? Please don't be Glenn."
I shook my head.
"Ok please be Glenn."
“It’s not Glenn.”
He sighed.
“By the way im 22.”
“Still too young.”
“Shane-“
“Who is the father?”
“Look it’s not a big-“
“I’m only asking you one more time, before I go out and ask everyone in the camp if they’ve slept with you.”
“Daryl.” I sighed softly.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Daryl is.” I said more confident.
“Are you kidding?”
“What? no.”
“When did this start?”
“Shane, I-“
“When did this start?” He asked raising his voice slightly.
“About 6 weeks.”
“How?”
“What?”
“How did it start?”
“Shane this isn’t any of your business.”
“It’s is. How did it start?”
“Merle was being a creep and Daryl told him to leave me alone and then he and I started talking. He is really sweet.”
“He isn’t-“
“Shane, shut up. You asked and I’m telling you. Anyway.
The next day was the same as every other day. Daryl being Daryl and keeping to himself, I tried to talk to him and he was weary.
After a week he was a little more talkative and then one night we ran into each other and one thing led to another.
For a while there it was only hook ups, and then after a few weeks we connected. He still is weary and doesn’t really talk much.”
"(Y/n)! he is like twice your age!"
"Not even."
"I don't care"
“How is this any different than you and mrs Cooper?”
He stayed silent.
"Just please Shane.. Don't do anything.."
"I don’t like this.."
“You don’t have to. Can I show you something?"
"I guess..."
I stood up and grabbed my jacket, bringing out the two tests.
"Is that?"
“Yeah, I didn’t want to just ‘guess’ I was pregnant.”
"Wow..how far along do you think?"
"3 or 4 weeks." I said.
"Who knows?"
"Only you and Lori..."
“I’m not happy with this, but I love you. And if this is what you want I can’t stand in your way. Make sure you eat.”
Shane left the tent and I laid back down.
After about an hour of hearing thunder rumbling I fell asleep.
I woke up, and I watched the shadow of the leaves dancing in the wind on the roof of my tent above me.
Sighing, I sit up and stretch.
I pull on my worn jeans and slip my boots on over my socks.
Walking out of the tent and looking around everyone else seemed to be awake, Rick was the only one asleep... I don't blame him
"Hello (Y/N) ."
"Morning Dale." I smiled.
I climbed atop the R.v.
He looked over and smiled.
“Sleep well? We missed you at dinner last night.”
“Yeah, I wasn’t really hungry.”
“Whatever you and Shane spoke about last night he was a bit hot headed when he returned to the fire.”
“Yeah. I wouldn’t doubt it. We got into an argument.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah I’m good.”
“As long as you’re alright.”
I smiled.
“Hey Dale.”
"Yeah?"
"I can trust you with anything right?"
"Yeah.. Why?"
“I want you to know because you’re really important to me.”
“Go on”
"I'm pregnant."
"What was that?”
"I'm pregnant, Roughly 3-4 weeks. I’m telling you because i respect you a lot and you’re a father figure to me. Thank you.”
“You’re pregnant? That’s great! I mean it’s not the greatest timing but a baby is a blessing.”
“Really?”
“Yes! Irva and I were going to have a baby. We lost it though. Didn’t want to try again.”
“I’m so sorry you went through that Dale.”
“I just want to say thank you for trusting me enough to tell me, your secret is safe with me.”
We shared a quick hug before I walked towards the ladder.
"I should probably start getting things ready."
"Don't do anything too exhausting." He smiled.
"I'll try" I laughed.
Once I touched the ground I walked over towards Carol.
"Hey honey." She smiled at me, the faint outlines of bruises on her arms.
I smiled softly back.
"Hey Carol..do you need any help?"
"Sure honey." She smiled
I grabbed one of the baskets and started to hang up clothing.
After about half an hour Rick emerged from the Grimes’ tent.
We all greeted him.
"They're still a little damp. But the sun'll have them dry in no time." Carol said to him.
"You washed my clothes?"
"Well, best we could, scrubbing on a washboard ain't half as good as my old Maytag back home."
"Yeah or the laundromats" I said softly, making Carol laugh and Rick smile.
"That's very kind. Thank you."
I finished up with the laundry and walked over to where Glenn was standing watching his precious car get torn up.
"It's a shame... I'd love to have that car." I said aloud.
"It's nice isn't it?"
"Yeah." I smiled.
Shane came back in the jeep with the huge containers of water.
He got out.
"Water's here y'all, just a reminder to boil before use." He yelled out.
It wasn’t long until we heard a scream.
"Mom!"
"Carl?"
"Dad!"
We all ran towards the screaming.
"Baby!"
"Mom!"
"Mommy!"
"Rick!"
Morales threw rick a weapon as we all made our way through the trees.
"Carl!"
"Carl!"
"Mom!"
"Carl! Baby!"
"Mom!"
"I've got him, I've got him." Lori hugged Carl.
And Sophia hugged Carol.
I followed behind the guys and saw a walker eating a deer.
Amy and Andrea both stood next to me.
I've grown close to everyone in the group, well with the exception of Ed... And I've been accepting Merle.
All of the guys started to bash the hell out of the walker.
Amy and Andrea hugged each other.
When finally the head came off.
"It's the first one we've had up here. The first one this close. They never come this far up the mountain." Dale said.
"Well, they're running out of food in the city, that's what." Jim said
A branch snapped and everyone was alert.
"Oh Jesus." Dale sighed.
"Son of a bitch... That's my deer!" I heard the familiar voice of Daryl call out.
I tensed up and smiled.
"Look at it, all gnawed on by this... Filthy, disease bearing, motherless poxy bastard!" He exclaimed kicking its body.
"Calm down, son. That's not helping." Dale interrupted
"What do you know about it old man?, why don't you take that stupid hat and go back to On Golden Pond?"
Daryl then sighed.
"I've been tracking this deer for miles." He said pulling out every arrow.
"I was gonna drag it back to camp, cook us up some venison., do you think we could cut around this chewed up part right here?"
"I would not risk that."
"That's a damn shame, well, I got some squirrel, about a dozen or so. That'll have to do."
The smell of the walker was travelling to my nostril and I started to feel nauseous.
The decapitated head started to move, Turning around i ran to the closest shrub, collapsing to my knees and vomiting.
"Oh my god.." I heard Amy say behind me.
"Come on people, what the hell?" Daryl asked using an arrow on its head.
I felt some one up behind me holding my hair back and rubbing my back.
"Sweetie it's ok, let it all out." Lori soothed.
It just kept coming and coming.
By now everyone was around me.
"What's wrong? Ain't ever seen a walker die before?" Daryl sneered.
"Are you ok?" Amy asked.
"What happened to her?"
After a few minutes it was safe to get up.
I wiped my mouth.
"Sorry." I managed to get out.
"It's ok, but are you?" Andrea asked.
All of the men left leaving just me, Lori, Amy, Andrea, Jacqui and carol, as well as Miranda.
"Guys-." I looked over at Lori when she started to speak.
"(Y/n) is pregnant..."
"I'm 3 or 4 weeks along."
"I thought you were, I just didn't want to bring it up honey, you’ve got all the symptoms.." Carol sighed.
"Oh my god, you're having a baby." Amy squeaked quietly.
"Yeah."
"Congratulations." They all said and hugged me.
“This is crazy. You know that right?” Andrea asked
“Yeah, can you guys please not say anything to anyone..."
"We won't. "
We walked back over and stood under the shelter of the R.V.
"Merle! Merle! Get your ugly ass out here! I got us some squirrel! Lets stew 'em up."
"Daryl, just slow up a bit, I need to talk to you." Shane called.
"About what?"
"About Merle. There was a... There was a problem in Atlanta"
"He dead?"
"We're not sure."
"He either is or he ain't!"
"No easy way to say this, so, I'll just say it." Rick said
"Who are you?"
"Rick grimes"
"Rick grimes, you got something you want to tell me?"
"Your brother was a danger to us all, so I handcuffed him on a roof, hooked to a piece of metal. He's still there.
"Hold on, let me process this. You're saying you hand cuffed my brother to a roof? And you left him there?!"
"Yeah.”
I knew what he was thinking so I pushed Rick out of the way as Daryl threw the chain of squirrels, hitting me with full force.
Shane tackled him to the ground.
Lori ran over to me as did Andrea and Amy, helping me and bringing me back to the R.v.
"Are you ok?" Lori asked.
I nodded my head watching Daryl.
He pulled a knife out.
"Watch out for the knife."
Rick pushed daryl back, getting Shane to put him into a head lock.
"You'd best let me go!"
"Nah, I think it's better if I don't."
"Choke holding's illegal."
"Yeah, you can file a complaint." Shane said not letting go.
"Come on man, we'll keep this up all day."
"I'd like to have a calm discussion on this topic. Do you think we can manage that?"
Daryl glared at him.
"Do you think we can manage that?" Rick asked once again.
They let him go.
"What I did was not on a whim. Your brother does not work and play well with others."
"It's not Rick’s fault." We all looked at T-dog.
"I had the key, I dropped it."
"You couldn't pick it up?!"
"Well I dropped it down a drain."
"Dary-"
"Just shut up!"
"If its supposed to make me feel Better, it dont"
"Maybe this will. Look, I chained the door to the roof, so the geeks couldn't Get at him, with a pad lock."
"It's gotta count for something."
"Daryl.." I tried
"Not now!" He snapped.
We were all silent.
"Hell with all y'all!"
He looked at Rick and then T-dog.
"Just tell me where he is, so I can go get him."
"He'll show you, isn't that right." Lori said
"I'm going back." Rick said making Lori go to Carl.
After half an hour Rick was ready and he was having a discussion with Shane.
"I need to talk to you." I told him.
"Not now." Daryl replied
"Yes now!, I've been waiting to talk and now that you're leaving again I thought I should tell you."
"I'm not interested in what ya have to say! I'm getting my brother back."
"Thanks." I said with a scoff
"Wh-"
"Just go! Your brother is more important." I sighed walking away.
After another 10minutes they got in and left.
"You didn't tell him did you?" I looked at Dale.
"No, he didn't give me a chance." I sighed.
"(Y/n)!, we need your help!" I saw the girls starting to take the washing down to quarry.
"Duty calls."
"Go ." He smiled at me.
I ran to catch up.
I grabbed a basket and went down with them.
Once we reached the quarry I saw Shane with Carl across with a net, Shane started yelling and splashing around making Carl laugh.
I was walking with Jacqui and Andrea with more clothes from Carols wagon to the water.
"I'm beginning to question the division of labour here." Jacqui said.
We continued to wash the clothes.
"Can someone explain to me how the women wound up doing all the Hattie McDaniel work?"
"The world ended. Didn't you get the memo?" Amy said making us giggle
I looked to carol who looked over to Ed.
"It's just the way it is" she said.
"I do miss my Maytag.” Carol sighed.
"I miss my Benz, my sat-nav" Andrea piped up
"I miss my coffee maker, with that dual-drip filter and built-in grinder, honey."
"I miss my computer, and texting." Amy sighed.
"I miss hot water..." I stated.
"We hear you honey." Jacqui said.
"I miss my vibrator." Andrea confessed.
"Oh!" Jacqui said.
"Oh my god!" Amy laughed.
"Me too" Carol said.
Making us all laugh loudly.
"What's so funny?" Ed asked
"Just swapping war stories, Ed."
"Yeah"
"Problem, Ed?"
"Not that concerns you"
"And you ought to focus on your work. This ain't no comedy club." He said toward carol.
"Ed, we’re just having a little laugh to brighten things up a bit, something you obviously don't know how to do." I said bitterly.
"You shut your mouth." He said to me.
I turned around and continued washing.
He stayed there for what felt like forever until Andrea spoke up.
"Ed, tell you what... You don't like how your laundry is done, you are welcome to pitch in and do it yourself. Here." She threw it at him.
And he threw it back.
"Oh!"
"Ain't my job missy."
"Andrea don't."
"No Andrea." I backed Amy up.
"What is your job, ed? Sitting on your ass smoking cigarettes"
"It sure as hell ain't listening to some uppity smart-mouthed bitch."
"And ours isn't listening to a halfwit asshole such as your self." I answered him.
"I've told you before shut up! Now come on let's go!" He said towards Carol.
"I don't think she needs to go anywhere with you Ed." Andrea said to him.
"It's none of your business, come on now, you heard me."
"Carol." We all asked.
"Andrea, please, it doesn't matter..." She said
"Carol yes it does."
"No honey" she whispered.
"Hey don't think I won't knock you on your ass, just cos you are come college educated cooze, all right." He said to Andrea.
"You'd have to get through me first." I warned.
He looked at carol.
"Now you come on now, or you gonna regret it later." He said to Carol.
"So she can show up with fresh bruises later, Ed? Yeah we've seen them." Jacqui spoke up.
"Stay out of this." He chuckled.
"Now come on! You know what, this ain't none of y'all's business."
"No, I've stayed outta this for too long, and now it is my business." I said.
"You don't wanna keep prodding the bull here, ok? Now I am done talking, come on."
He grabbed carol.
"No, no carol, you don't"
"You don't tell me what?! I’ll tell you what!" He slapped her and Andrea pushed him.
His grip had tightened.
All of us yelling at him.
"Get off her!"
"Come here! Come here!" He kept yelling.
We finally got her away from him.
"ED!" I yelled at him.
He looked at me and I hit him square in the jaw.
Making him slap me harder than he had hit Carol, I fell to the ground.
He was dragged away, and I saw Shane being the one who dragged him away.
"Are you okay?" Amy asked.
"I'm fine, look after carol."
"Get off me!" Ed yelled at Shane.
I looked over to see Shane throwing punch after punch.
"Shane!"
"Shane! Stop! Just stop!"
"Shane!! Stop it!"
"Stop!"
He stopped.
"You put up your hands on your wife, your little girl, my sister or anybody else in this camp I will not stop next time. Do you hear me? Do you hear me? I'll beat you to death ed!"
Shane punched him one last time.
Carol ran to ed after and kept apologising.
"Are you sure you’re ok?" Jacqui and Amy asked.
"I'm fine just a busted lip and bloody nose. I grew up with Shane, i’ll be fine." I said getting up.
We all packed up the things and Carol got Ed into the car, she drove him and the laundry up to camp, the rest of us decided to walk.
"Thank you." Andrea spoke.
"For what?" I asked.
"For helping me stand up to him."
"I actually can't believe you hit him." Amy laughed
"I know.. Neither can I.” I laughed
“I just hope that the baby is alright." Jacqui said looking down.
"It'll be fine."
We made it back to the camp after 10 minutes.
I made eye contact with Lori who rushed over as soon as she seen the blood.
"What happened?!"
"Lori! Calm down I copped a hit off of ed after he copped one off of me. It’s only a busted lip and a bloody nose."
"He deserved it."
"Shane almost killed him."
"I wouldn't blame him."
"Look I'm going to go and lie down, I'm tired."
"Ok honey."
"(Y/n)!"
I looked over to Shane.
"Are you ok?"
"God! I'm fine."
"Ok, just tell me other wise."
"Will do!"
I went to my tent and fell asleep.
I woke up to Lori shaking me.
"Dinner is ready."
I nodded and sat up.
"Sounds good, what are we having?"
"Fish, Amy and Andrea caught them."
"Ok, let's go." I smiled.
We walked towards the campfire and sat down.
I ate some of my food and laughed along with everyone's jokes and their stories.
"(Y/n), what was Shane like growing up?" Jacqui asked,
"Here we go." Shane laughed.
"He was the type of brother that would do anything for his little sister, including tea parties and dress ups, oh and the make-up and hair do's oh and this one -"
"Ok enough of that." Shane cut me off.
"I was going to say this one time I fell out of the tree in our backyard, I would’ve been about 12, I broke my arm and Shane was in the hospital with me, he bought me chocolates and balloons and a flower, that happened to be dead."
Everyone awed.
"And where do you think you're going?" Andrea asked Amy as Amy stood up.
"I'm going to go and pee.. So much for being discreet around here."
We all laughed.
I started to play with my food, not feeling well, and the fact that daryl probably hates me right now.
"(Y/n)?"
"Huh? What?" I asked.
"I said are you ok?" morales asked
"Oh, I'm-"
I was cut off by a loud scream, both Andrea and I looked over to where Amy was, now being eaten alive by a walker.
Everyone started running and yelling, grabbing weapons.
Carl was with Lori, and Sophia with Carol.
I grabbed my knife and started to help with killing the walkers.
One was coming up behind Shane, so I ran up behind it and stabbed it with my knife.
"(Y/n/n)! Get in the RV now!" Shane scolded.
"No! Shane I am helping." I said killing another walker.
"I am not risking your life! So get inside!" He stated killing one also.
"No Shane! And that's final!" I said as I killed more and more walkers.
I dropped my knife, a walker cornering me ,and everyone was pretty much out of ammo, when all of a sudden an arrow went through the walkers head, making it fall on me.
I pushed it off of me.
There were then gunshots and soon after the walkers were dead, I heard a snarl turning around, I seen one behind me, an arrow lodging itself through its eye, I stood frozen.
I felt two hands on my shoulders.
"Are you ok?" Daryl asked.
I started to function properly again and I hugged him.
“I needed you and you weren't here." I whispered
"I was trying to get Merle.”
"And how did that work out for you? I don’t see him anywhere!” I pushed him off me.
“What is wrong with ya?” He snapped.
I scoffed.
“What is wrong with me? The group was just attacked and you went out on a rescue mission. I get that he is your brother, and I respect that. If it was Shane I would go back as well. Daryl we just lost our people.”
“They might be your people, they sure as shit ain’t mine.”
“Merle is a trigger happy idiot, he only cares for himself! He doesn't care for you!"
"He is the only one that has ever cared for me he’s the only family i'll ever have!" He yelled.
"You know what you're an ass!" I said pushing him backwards.
I walked away, and I sat with Andrea who was sitting over Amy's body.
"I'm so sorry." I whispered, rubbing circles on her back.
"It's not your fault."
"I'll give you some time. If you need me, im here.”
"Thank you." She whispered hugging me.
I got up and walked over to Shane.
“You were an idiot out there! I told you to get to safety. What were you thinking?”
“Shane, if I didn’t help, we could’ve lost a lot more of our people.”
“I don’t care, we could’ve lost you.”
"I know, but it should've been me not them, they were all good people Shane."
"Don't say that." He scolded me as I hugged him.
"They all were good people, we lost them, and If I lost my baby sister Id never."
"What?"
"Never be able to cope."
"Shane?"
"Yeah?"
"You scared me the earlier today."
"When?"
"At the quarry."
"I'm sorry."
"I know."
He hugged me close as he looked around for anymore possible threats.
After we were given the clear, we all sat down and grieved for our lost ones.
After a few hours the sun was rising.
I got up when I saw Daryl walking toward me.
I tried to walk off when he grabbed my arm, pulling me over to him.
"What's wrong with you Lately?”
"Nothing that you can do about it anyway."
"Honestly why are you being a bitch?"
I know that what he said wasn't bad, but it hurt like hell, hormones of being pregnant I guess.
Normally I would take being called a bitch into my stride.
I saw Jacqui looking at me, she started to walk over.
"Dixon, treat her with more respect! She doesn't deserve this." She said walking away with me.
“Mind ya own business. Stuck up-”
Before I could process what was happening my hand collided with his face.
Everyone’s faces were shocked when I turned around.
"I guess you and merle are more alike Thani thought Daryl." I said to him grabbing Jacqui's hand and walking away.
"Why would you do that?" She asked.
"Because you definitely don't deserve to be spoken to like that.”
I looked back and saw him walking to help everyone else.
"Sit down honey, we will do this."
I nodded and sat down.
"Why do we all get stuck with doing work, you don't have to do anything?" Jim asked.
"Jim, shut up" Shane snapped.
He did as told and continued working.
Lori came over to me and started talking.
"Still haven't told him yet?"
"No."
"Honey."
"I know. It’s just hard."
I looked over to where he was, angrily shoving the pick-axe into the dead skulls, to make sure, sweat on his forehead.
“A walker got him!" Jacqui called out.
I looked over to Jim and Jacqui, everyone rushing over to where they were.
I pushed everyone out of the way and he held the shovel tighter to protect himself.
Someone pushed me behind them protectively, coming face to face with a pair of angel wings.
"Show us." Daryl said, still making sure I was there.
After a minute of arguing Shane ripped Jim's shirt up, revealing the gruesome bite.
Lori sat down with Jim as the rest of us moved away and started talking.
"We should put a pick-axe through his skull and the dead girls and be done with it." Daryl stated.
"For the love of god, the mans still alive." T-dog whispered.
"Only a matter of time." Daryl replied loudly, making us look at Jim.
"How long does it have to kill you?" Glenn asked quietly
"I've never seen a survivor of a bite before, have you?" Jacqui asked.
I shook my head.
"I'm not going to take a chance." Daryl said turning around,
"No Daryl, if we do that, that's our humanity gone and I am not-"
"You're not what?" Daryl asked suspiciously.
"Nothing, I don't feel too good." I said backing up.
My breath hitched in my throat and I turned around and ran.
I didn't get far as I dropped to my knees, heaving and gagging.
"Oh shit!" I heard Shane, shortly after the sound of footsteps came close and someone was kneeling beside me.
"Are you ok?" Shane asked me.
I shook my head in response.
After what seemed like forever I finally got all of the contents of my stomach out.
I reached out for Shane and he helped me up slowly.
I turned around and saw everyone staring at me.
The girls all knew and so did Dale and Shane.
Daryl looked at me and sighed.
"We're you bit?" He asked aloud from a distance making sure everyone could hear.
"No, It's just the smell, it's getting to me, and I didn't eat much." I covered up.
"Daryl, if she was bit, she'd have a fever."
"Shane, I need to tell him.”
He nodded in response.
"Daryl! Come here.”
Daryl nodded.
We walked over to where my tent is.
“What? I need to get rid of ‘em.” He motioned to the bodies.
“What I am about to tell you is really important. I really, really like you Daryl.”
“Get on with it, we don’t have all day.” He rolled his eyes, with his arms crossed.
“Daryl, I’m pregnant.” Breathed out.
“Na, you ain’t.”
“I am, I took two tests.”
“It ain’t mine. It’s probably T-dogs. You two are close.”
“Are you being serious?”
“We always used condoms. It ain’t mine.”
“Daryl. It’s your baby. I’ve only been with you. Condoms can break.”
He shook his head.
“We have been together every second night if not every night, since we started this thing between us, there is no way that this isn’t your baby.”
He stormed off, grabbing his crossbow.
I stood there alone, watching him walk away and start loading corpses into his truck.
I waited until he was out of sight, until I made my way back to the others.
"Are you alright?" Lori asked as I rejoined what was left of our small group.
“I told him. He is mad, thinks I slept with T-dog.”
"You should've said something."
"I tried. Numerous times."
"Don't stress, it isn't good for the baby." She said hugging me.
I heard a branch snap.
"I think we should deal with this right now!" I heard daryl yell, coming out of the woods raising his crossbow at Jim.
Rick raised his gun a Daryl's head.
"We don't kill the living."
"Says the one with a gun to my head."
"Daryl, put it down. Please." I whispered the last part softly touching his arm, making him slowly lower the crossbow, looking at me out of the corner of his eye.
Rick lowered his gun and I saw Daryl glare at him.
"Come with me." Rick looked at Jim.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Somewhere safe" Rick said taking him to the RV.
After about an hour Amy woke up.
Andrea had shot her at least five minutes after she awoke.
I watched her wrap her own sister up in a white sheet.
"(Y/n)?" I heard Rick ask.
"Yeah?"
"I need you to stay here and watch Jim as we bury the others."
"Yeah, I'll do it."
"No you aren't!" I head both Daryl and Shane protest.
I looked at them both.
"Why not?" I challenged.
I saw Shane back up a bit.
"What if he turns, and you get bit." Daryl snapped.
“Look im an adult, not that you’d care at this point, regarding our previous conversation Dixon. I won't, because i'll have this." I said pulling my knife out of my boot.
Daryl shot Rick a glare.
"If she gets hurt I'm going to stomp your ass." He threatened leaving.
Shane looked at him and walked away.
"Go, I'll watch him." I smiled
Rick thanked me before joining his wife and son.
I climbed up into the RV and saw Carol sitting there looking after him.
"You can go, it’s my turn to look over him." I smiled weakly.
"Are you sure? I-"
"Carol, you have to bury your husband. Sophia needs you honey." I hugged her.
"I-ill be back soon." Carol stuttered with tears slowly running down her face.
I nodded and sat down.
"How are you going to do it?" Jim asked coughing
"Do what?"
"End this"
"Jim. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise." I smiled dampening a cloth and wiping the sweat off of his head.
"Thank you." He panted.
"Would you like a drink?"
"Please."
I got up and went to the refrigerator grabbing the bottle of water that had been placed in there.
I walked back to Jim.
He couldn't hold the bottle still he was shaking that bad.
"Here, I'll help."
I steadied the bottle to his mouth and he drank.
I pulled the bottle away and done the cap up.
"I- I never got to say congratulations." He said with a weak and tired smile.
"Thanks." I whispered.
He went to smile but he started to cough, I handed him the red bucket that he had become far to familiar with.
Blood was coming up with each cough.
After a few minutes he stopped.
"I'm sorry you have to look over me."
"Jim, please stop saying sorry."
He nodded his head.
I heard a voice outside of the RV and looked out of the window.
I saw almost everyone walking back.
Jacqui came in and sat down next to me.
"It's my watch honey." She stated.
"Are-"
"Just go, I'm surprised that you put up with me that long." Jim softly laughed.
"Honestly Jim! You make me sound horrible." I said amused.
He smiled at me and I smiled back.
"I'm going to see you soon okay?" I asked.
He nodded his head.
I slowly walked out of the RV.
I went to my tent and entered it.
I laid down on my sleeping bag and looked at the tarp that lay above.
I heard footsteps outside of my tent, followed by Daryl entering and laying next to me.
He pulled me close and I rested my head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry for snapping earlier." He spoke.
"I'm sorry for not telling you when I was originally going to."
“When was that?”
"You were angry at everyone for leaving merle on that Roof, I tried To tell you then.”
The tent was quiet, I could only hear Daryls breath, and my own.
“Im 3-4 weeks along-”
"It's been decided. We're heading to the CDC" he cut me off.
"Rick or Shane's idea?"
"Ricks"
"I bet Shane wasn't happy about that." I laughed.
The silence was too much, I lifted my head and kissed his lips softly, him kissing back.
The kiss slowly turned into a heated make out session.
"(Y/n)! We're leaving in 20!" Shane called out interrupting us.
I pulled away.
"Cock-block" Daryl groaned.
I softly laughed.
I got my back pack and daryl got his crossbow and his bag.
"I'll put our things with Merle's bike in the truck." Daryl said taking my bag.
I sighed as I started to take our tent apart.
"Here, let me help you." I looked up to see Lori.
"Thanks."
"You should be doing the light stuff."
"I'm fine with this honestly."
“If you say so." She said.
I looked over to see Shane walk over.
"Ok ladies, this is a mans job." He said pulling the tent apart.
Lori scoffed and left.
After 5 minutes Shane looked at me.
"And that is how you pack away a tent."
"Nice job. Now take it to the RV with the other tents." I smiled sweetly.
He rolled his eyes as he grabbed it and started to walk away.
I walked to where the rest of the group was.
"Now, everyone stay on channel 40, but keep the chatter down. Jim will stay in the RV with Jacqui, so he is in good hands. Questions?" Rick asked
I shook my head but morales stood up, his family joining.
"We're not going."
I looked at him shocked.
"What?" I asked in disbelief.
"Heading the opposite way, we've got family in Birmingham." He finished.
"You won't make it alone." Rick said.
"We'll take our chances."
"That's a lot of pressure to hold on yourself."
"We can handle it." Miranda said with a soft smile.
"I really think-"
"I've got to do what's best for my family." Morales spoke
Rick nodded his head.
"I understand. Channel 40 ... If you change your mind." He softly smiled back.
Morales nodded.
We all said our goodbyes and they got into the van.
After a while they where out of sight.
"Is everyone ready to go?"
"Yeah."
"Yep."
"Sure."
We all piled into out vehicles.
The RV pulled out onto the road, Rick following behind in the Cherokee, then T-dog in the church van, Daryl and myself and then Shane following in his jeep.....
The journey so far has been silent, we’ve been on the road for about 20 minutes.
I put my head on the window and sighed.
"What's wrong with ya?" Daryl asked
"Nothing."
"Bullshit."
“Im just tired?”
“It ain’t that.��
“It’s not important.”
"Fine."
We sat in silence for at least another 5 minutes, when everyone in front of us had started to pull up.
"What the hell?" Daryl started.
We both got out and gathered around the front of the RV.
"What happened?" I asked
"It's the hose, it's completely shot." Dale sighed.
"I thought you fixed it earlier." I commented.
"Yeah, didn't you jury-rig it or something?" Rick asked.
"It's not holding, I was going to strip the cube van."
"Shit." Shane sighed.
"There's got to be a gas station, or an abandoned car between here and the highway." Rick sighed.
We all traded wary looks.
"Glenn, Dale, it shouldn't take us long." Rick stated.
"I'll go this time." Shane piped up.
"You sure?"
"Yeah, you stay with your family." Shane said putting some things in his jeep.
I looked at Daryl.
"Shane!" I called after him.
He turned around.
"What?"
"Be safe"
He nodded.
I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Your brother is the toughest son of a bitch there is." I heard Rick say removing his hand.
"You don't say" I chuckled.
"I never knew that Shane had a sister."
I sighed.
"Well, I wasn't the best person to be related to, I was 14 when our parents died, I was in Shane's custody , Shane and I got into a huge fight causing Shane to move out. He left me with my fathers brother who was an alcoholic, he was an abusive drunk, I almost died a few times, so I-I ran away, Shane doesn't know about our uncle. I stole from a gas station, that at the time earlier in the same week a someone tried to hold it up, so they had a few police men stationed there. I refused to tell them who my family was, because I at the time I was on my own, I mean Shane was alive, I thought he hated me, my uncle was a drunk who would get me into more trouble, my parents were dead and if they Weren't they'd be disappointed. It turns out, my cousin worked at the station and he called our grandmother, she took me in and helped me through everything, she had gotten me a job at the bakery that she worked at, she swore she'd never tell Shane about any of this, she kept to her word and didn't, after 6 years of living with her on the out skirts of King County, she had passed, and I re-united with my brother at our grams funeral. When the outbreak hit he showed up at our grandmothers house with Lori and Carl. For quite a chunk of our lives, Shane and I lost contact. Which is why you haven’t heard about me.”
By the time I had finished everyone was standing with us listening.
"Sorry." I whispered.
"Don't be."
"What were you two fighting about?" Dale asked.
Memories came flooding back.
"I-I- dont remember." I lied pushing past people.
I was waiting, for two and a half hours.
I was at the movies with a friend, it had finished at 7.15pm.
I was 14, Shane was meant to pick me up.
So at 9.20 I decided to walk home, it was a twenty minute drive from home to the cinema, he should’ve been here by now.
It was 9.55 by the time I got home.
Shane was no where to be seen.
I sat on the bottom step, watching the front door, waiting for my brother to walk in.
Surely he had a good reason to not be there when he said he would.
After an hour of waiting, Shane still wasn’t home.
I stood up, and got a glass of water to take with me to bed.
I hear the door open and I walked over to see Shane walk in with three women, Barely dressed, caked faces.
The girls were giggling, Shane was plastered.
They ignored me and made their way up the stairs and into the master room.
The next day the girls left, and Shane walked out, pleased with himself.
"What was that a new record?" I asked sourly.
"What's up your ass?" He scoffed.
“You forgot about me again.”
“No I didn’t.”
“The movie finished at 7.15 last night and I waited until 9.20 for you.”
“I had plans.”
“I could see that.”
“You got home, it’s not a big deal.”
“To you it might not be. But it is to me Shane, you promised. Mom and dad can’t come pick me up because you forgot.”
“So what? You’re okay. You’re grown. Deal with it.”
“Shane-“
“I can’t fucking do this. Im not your father, I don’t want you.”
Shane grabbed a coat and left.
This time he didn’t come back.
I walked to the truck, grabbed my bag and pulled out my water bottle, taking a sip.
"What are ya doing?" Daryl asked.
I offered my bottle to him, for him to shake his head.
I put the bottle back.
“I was thirsty.” I responded.
“Are you okay?”
"Sure." I said shoving my bag back into the truck.
I tried to push past but he blocked me.
"Don't start." He said.
“Start what?”
“Being a bitch.”
“You gonna hit me like ed hit me, knock me on my ass? Go on, take your shot." I slightly raised my voice.
Pure anger went through his eyes.
"When did he hit you?!" He said raising his voice only that the two of us could hear.
“It doesn’t matter, im okay.” I replied, softly pushing him out of the way.
I walked to where T-dog and Jacqui were sitting.
"You alright, I saw you two talking.” Jacqui asked.
“Yeah im good.”
"I'm sorry." T-dog said
"About?"
"Your past."
"Don't be, that's why it's in the past, we gotta keep, keeping on.”
They both smiled.
"(Y/n)!"
I turned my head and saw Lori, signalling for me to goto her.
"I'll talk to you guys later." I smiled.
I walked to the Cherokee and stood with her.
"Hey, is everything okay?"
"Yeah it's fine, word of advice.."
"Yeah."
"Fit in as much sex before you start growing bigger, trust me." She whispered
I laughed causing everyones attention to land on us.
"Don't make me laugh, I doubt we will be even sleeping next to each other."
"Why?"
"I don’t think this is something he wants.”
"Daryl loves you, I can see it in his eyes."
I looked over to where Daryl was, talking with Rick about whatever.
I heard a rustle in a bush and grabbed my knife.
Lori heard it too, pushing the kids behind her.
I looked to where Daryl was with Rick and they were still talking, so were the others.
"(Y/n). Don't."
I ignored Lori's protests and started walking.
I saw a squirrel, torn to shreds on the ground, and saw a walker eating another one.
I quietly snuck up behind it and as it turned around I shoved the knife into its skull, blood now all over my knife and a little bit on my shirt.
I heard a twig snap behind me and I turned around, running into a hard chest.
"You shouldn't be alone out here."
"Daryl you scared the shit out of me.”
“I don’t want you out here alone.”
“Daryl. I’m not a doll.” I snapped.
Moving around him and heading back to the cars, he grabs my waist and pull me into him, kissing me hard, dropping his crossbow.
I kissed back with just as much force.
He licked my bottom lip, begging for entrance.
I parted my mouth and our tongues fought for dominance.
My hands slipped under his vest and ran over his chest.
He held me close, not letting me go.
We were interrupted by a snapping twig.
There was a walker, it was coming toward us.
He walked in front of me and grabbed the crossbow, shooting it in the eye.
"We should go back." I whispered.
"Yeah." He nodded.
He grabbed my hand and we walked back to the others.
"Are you okay?" Lori asked as soon as she saw me.
"Yeah, I'm fine. We just talked."
"Are you going to use my advice?"
"To be honest. We kind of tried that then, until a walker ruined it. My sex drive is on high and I just."
"I know, I was exactly like that when i was pregnant with Carl."
I saw Shane pull up in the jeep, getting out and handing the hose to dale.
Glenn and dale started to work on the hose.
"It will only take me a few minutes." Dale said looking back to everyone.
"Everyone, let's get ready to head out, as soon as the RV is fixed we are moving out." Shane called.
Shane made his was to his jeep, passing the RV door.
It opened, Rick carrying Jim.
"What is going on?" Shane asked Rick.
"Rick?" I asked
"He doesn't want to go any further." Rick said regretting it.
Rick carried Jim to a tree and set him down against it.
"Are we just going to leave him here?" Glenn asked
"No! We can't. It isn't right!" I protested.
"Please just go." Jim sighed softly.
We all stood there, looking at Jim.
"He wants to die peacefully." Andrea spoke up.
We all looked at her.
Rick got out a bottle of water and placed it beside Jim.
"What the hell man?!" Daryl asked.
"He's made his decision, I can't force him, I can't force anyone of you."
"What's the point of going to the CDC then? we're close." Shane said.
"I think it's still the right plan." Rick argued softly
"He can't take the bouncing around in that thing, look at him." Carol sighed.
We all looked at him.
Shane focused on Rick.
"We're really just walking away? I don't want to live with that." Shane said.
"Shouldn't we.. You know?" T-dog asked.
Rick cut him down with a glare.
Andrea kneeled and kissed Jim's forehead, she stood back up and turned away.
Glenn stood forward.
"Hang in there bro."
Dale follows.
"Good luck."
"I really wish that we weren't doing this, but it is what you want and I respect that.” I said kneeling and kissing his forehead, and wiping his hair away from his eyes.
I stood up and walked to the pick up.
Daryl looked at Jim and nodded coldly, the followed me to the truck.
The others followed with their goodbyes.
The RV pulled out slowly, all of us following pursuit.
Looking out of the window I share one last smile at Jim.
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Prompt list 5 number 19 “gosh YoURE so cute” for Greens!! Doesnt matter to me if Butch is calling BC cute or if BC is calling Butch cute. Go ham girl! Thank you!
I rewrote this thing like five times and im shit at kissing scenes but heres some greens fluff and teasing! Enjoy :)
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Another explosion echoed through the city as the group of monsters spit out mixtures of acid and fire. It was like a giant game of cat and mouse and right now the puffs and ruffs were the smallest mice you’ve ever seen.
It had been a while since Buttercup felt this small but it also filled her with a sense of adrenaline she secretly craved.
These monsters had heighten senses and they figured out that direct contact was not going to work so they had to use surprise attacks, Buttercups least favorite thing to do. She wanted to just fly at top speed through their stomachs and get on with it but due to her sisters orders, she was now pressing her back to a wall to keep out of sight.
She was infidelity more of a to go action gal. Usually she wouldn’t hesitate to fly directly into harms way but over the years, a hundreds of Blossoms scoldings, she had eased back and had even formed her own line of strategy.
Silent was what she needed to be and as she was holding her breath, she almost let out a scream as a figure surprised her to her right. The figure emerged from the shadow with hands up to avoid the green death rays that were seconds away from blasting his ass outta town.
A feeling of calm washed over her as he came closer and she was thankful he had found her.
“Hey.” He talked at the normal speaking level but that wasn’t what was needed now.
“Butch!” She scolded quietly as she covered his mouth with her hand as they heard a monster stomp by. This wasn’t the time.
The heard the massive steps pass and she lowered her hand, thinking of a plan of attack to ensure the safety of the town once again.
“Sorry babe, didn't mean to startle you.” He leaned against the wall with a smirk and she kept on her pout trying not the let him affect her.
“S’fine, just shut up.” She peaked her head around the corner and saw that nothing was there. Now she could follow it and blast it from behind. “We have to run after it, we can’t use our powers, too loud.” She said to him behind but he had already started to cross the street and she huffed before running after him.
There was about three of these things in the city and she knew that the reds and blues were in the same predicament, but she wanted to be the first one to finish just in case back up was needed.
They slipped down an alley and pressed their backs against it. She heard the footstep coming closer and held her breath as it passed by again. Almost there.
She turned to look at Butch who was already staring at her. And she knew that look. His eyes were soft and slightly hooded and he wore a small smile that only she got to see. They weren’t even dating, yet, but she knew that if she didn’t stop him now a make out session would be happening at the worst possible time.
Okay maybe they were dating, or whatever. But she didn’t need her sisters to know right now, it just-wasn’t time. She was also just mad that he looked incredibly adorable right about now. Not the time!
“Stop.” She hissed and he only quirked an eyebrow up.
“Stop what?” Fucking tease.
She blew on her bangs and narrowed her eye to glare but he was unfazed. “Staring at me.”
“Why.”
She wanted to punch him. Now was not the time.
“You know why!” She whispered yelled and he took a step forward before holding his hand above her head and leaning down so that their noses almost touched.
“I don’t think I do but I would love to hear your reason.” His breath grazed her lips and he was so close to her that she knew her face was heating up.
“Now really isn’t the time.” Her voice shrank lower and lower and he leaned impossibly closer.
“Time for what?” He replied with a deadly tone.
She almost hated how much he could stir her up. The looks and the teasing. Even at age 20, he made her feel like some stupid school girl who just had the biggest crush on someone, and she did but that wasn’t the point. The point was, he shouldn’t be able to make her feel this way even with just a single glance, it was unfair even if she enjoyed it.
He made her feel important, like his eyes were only set on her.
She thought to herself and looked around. Its not like she wouldn’t save the day anyways and plus, the monster just got here and Blossom said to keep it quiet until they were ready to strike. She wasn’t ready and he smelled like a mixture of smoke and pine and a little bit of sweat, which was gross but in the moment, it was her favorite.
“Fuck you.” She spat before grabbing his collar and pressing her lips to his. She felt his lips turn to a smirk as he pressed back hard.
She loved feeling his lips on her. Soft and rough at the same time. Usually it was a fight for dominance but in this case it was suppose to be quick and simple, her least favorite. She preferred the long adoring kisses that left them both breathless and wanting more. The silent kisses that held so much emotion that words couldn’t explain. Contrary to their personal attitudes, they liked to take their time with one another, savoring the moments.
But wild kissing in the middle of a battle with a crazy monster and an adrenaline rush would have to do, plus its not like she didn’t enjoy the company.
He used his free hand to slip behind her back and tug her closer and she took the opportunity to throw her hands around his neck. She bit his lips gently and the sound he made was like a symphony that she wanted to play on repeat.
They pulled away for air, small gasps leaving their mouths as his forehead rested against hers.
“Gosh you’re so fucking cute.” He said as he kissed her again, this time harder but quicker and popped right off of her. “And although I love you feeling me up babe, we got a monsters ass to kick so imma have to ask you to keep the hands off the merchandise until check out.” He winked and she was left with wide eyes as he looked around the corner.
“Hey you’re the one!” She began to shout but he silenced her with a quick kiss that made her head fuzzy and heartbeat quicken.Typical school girl.
“Careful love, you don’t want the monster to hear.” He laughed as her cheeks puffed and her face turned a deep shade of red. “Ohh shes mad.” Another laugh.
“I fucking show you cute.” She pushed past him and stomped along before locating the monster. “Fucking cute my ass.” He heard her say to herself and he was thoroughly amused.
In a flash she was gone and he followed as the finally caught up to the monster and took it down from behind. Even with her pout, she blasted through the creature, spilling its guts all over the windows and cars before landing on the other side and getting out of the way before it crushed her.
She walked up to him who had received the splash zone of the guts and was coated in a disgusting green fluid. She wiped her face with her forearm before stalking up to him. “That fucking cute enough?” She said with with a hand on her hip.
She stood with the same nasty green fluid dripping off from her and dirt smearing her face. Butch looked her up and down before taking her and pulling her to his chest like he did in the alley way.
He scooped up a chunk of what was probably the monsters flesh and threw it to the ground letting it splash over their shoes.
“Disgusting actually.” He spoke and she rolled her eyes as she pressed her palms flat against his chest and lightly pushed away, turning on her heel.
She didn’t get far as she was pulled by the wrist and next thing she knew, he was dipping her like she was a dancer, surrounded by guts, goo and a fowl smell from the decaying monster.
Her face was redder than Him himself and she never knew he could be this, dare she say suave? One of her legs was hiked off the ground as her arms clung to his neck and my gosh was she suddenly feeling flustered than ever before.
She thanked her lucky stars that none of her sisters or the other ruffs were around to see this. She also made a mental note to kick his ass later for doing this stupid shit in public, no matter how charming it was.
“But like I said before doll.” He brought her face close to his. “You’ve so fucking cute.”
“Cute.” She pouted and he rolled his eyes in a joking way.
“My apologizes.” She smirked. “You are fucking gorgeous, bad ass, sexy-” Now it was his turn t be silenced as she pulled him in for a passionate kiss that left him weak in the knees. Ha take that.
Their kiss was fast and eager and really gross as she was sure that his mouth had that sick goop on it but she couldn’t care. Right now all she could focus on was the man holding her close who made her feel gorgeous, bad ass sexy and some how, cute.
Maybe she didn’t mind being called cute, as long as it was from him.
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Greens, greens, greens. gotta love them. Hope you enjoyed!
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Not her - Jooheon scenario
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | FINAL
As you may noticed. Part 6 got deleted, just because Tumblr did such an amazing job in synchronizing the App version with the Web version. YEY.
So now I had to rewrite it. It makes me so sad cuz the previous version was so damn awesome!
But that doesn’t mean that I’ll be taking mercy on you.
Welcome to my rollercoaster of emotions.
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I hope I didn’t forget anyone...
“What?” You thought your ears would play a sick prank on you. But that wasn’t the case. His words repeated in your mind, trying to figure out if these words had any truth in them.
“I-”
“Stop! Don’t repeat yourself. I don’t wanna hear that!” you interrupted him as the weight of his question pulled onto your heart-strings. A new kind of pain evolved within your chest, making it hard to breathe.
“But Y/N-” he took a step forward, opening his arms, trying to reach out to you.
“Stop! Jooheon I told you to stop. I don’t wanna hear more from you, don’t you understand?” your body reacted automatically with your words and took a step back, further away from him. You felt uneasy, you couldn’t understand your own actions, emotions or thoughts. Everything was so confusing.
“But Y/N I do wanna be with you! I’m not lying to you! I’m fucking serious” his words got heavier in your chest. You couldn’t face him anymore, you closed your eyes avoiding the man in front of you. Your sobs made your body tremble, your limbs became cold. The whole warmth in your body was gone.
“Please don’t do that to me Y/N.” Jooheons heart was in extreme pain. Your fragile figure, your tears. The pain in your body was visible and he hated that sight. His vision was blurry, tears stained his cheeks. He never wished to bring you to this state, he wanted you to be happy but not in pain. He knew he was selfish the whole time, neglecting his feelings and you. He wanted to erase those emotions and failed and this was his punishement.
Once again, Jooheon tried to come closer to you, to embrace you in his arms and yet again, your body reacted on it’s own. Your arms wrapped around your waist, hugging your trembling body, trying to give yourself some warmth. Your feet took you another step back, away from Jooheon, searching for a safe spot in the room.
“I’m pleading you Y/N. Please let me explain everything.” Jooheon couldn’t hold back his emotions, he needed to release them or else he would go insane. He wanted you to know everything, hoping it would ease the pain in you.
Your legs became weak, you searched for a place to rest your feet. Your body sat down onto the soft matress of Hoseoks bed, your upper body leaned forward, your elbows rested on your knees and your hands supported your head. You kept your eyes away from Jooheon, too scared to see his broken state. His voice was enough for you, it broke your heart to hear the sadness in it. Your mind was empty and dark, tears kept flowing down your now red cheeks.
Jooheon took your silence as a sign for him to continue. His gaze wouldn’t leave you for a second, he wanted to catch every reaction of your body, for him to move on. He hesitated, finding the right words to start. He saw how vulnerable you were and he wanted to be more cautious and careful with them. Too scared to hurt you even more. He took a deep breath, finishing it with a shaken sigh.
“I’m so sorry Y/N.” His lower lip started to tremble more, trying to hold back a sob and tears started to reapear, taking over his vision. His head turned away from you for a short time to return with shut closed eyes, trying to stop the drops from falling. As he opened them, they catched your small figure and let the tears free. Jooheon took another much smaller bit of air, his teeth hold onto his trembling lip, trying to stop it. He himself was drained, all energy left his limbs. Anger was no where to be found, all he wanted was to lock you in his arms and never let go. His desire to keep you safe and warm became stronger, his first priority became you. His own heart gave him a hard time through this situation.
He wanted you back, but he needed to earn that reward. “I never meant to hurt you. I was just too stupid and selfish to notice how much I actually hurt you with my actions. All I wanted was to get rid of these emotions for you. I wanted to get rid of this everlasting pain, I have when I don’t have you beside me. When you smile and I’m not the main reason for it.” His own sobs interrupted him, he took this opportunity to calm down a little and to wait for some reaction coming from you. Your body was still, listening to all his words. Words full of pain, sadness and love. Honesty weighted those words, you couldn’t argue with that.
“Y/N I love you since the day we first met. It felt like love at first sight, your smile brought warmth to my heart. Your hugs brought me strength through my busy schedule days. Your voice brought me the sweetest dreams at night, even if they were short, I knew I could lean on you. I wanted to ask you out back then, but I don’t wanted to pressure you on being my girlfriend, especially since I’m a member of Monsta X. But I don’t wanted to loose you, I wanted you beside me. That’s why I kept you as my best friend.” The words became heavier and the knot in Jooheons throat tighter. His mouth became dry, swallowing his own saliva became a struggle. “The more time I spent with you the more I fell for you and became more scared to confess my feelings. I was too afraid to scare you away. I don’t wanted to ruin our friendship and throw our memories to waste. You mean so much to me I can’t loose you.” He took another breath to put more words together.
“When I introduced you to the other members, I was so happy that you got along so well. That the members love you almost as much as I do. But as you started to get closer to Kihyun, that even rumors started to circulate, that you two were dating. My mind went crazy, I was so jealous, I couldn’t think straight. I was so close to punch my brother and loose my chance to you. I couldn’t let this happen. That’s why I acted like I was fine with this whole situation. I came to the conclusion to get rid of my feelings for you.” As memories started to flood his mind, tears of pain and betrail started to fall free from his glassy eyes.
“I went to my studio to get drunk or wasted and ended up in clubs, hooking up with some random chicks. Only to erase you from my mind. I searched you in every woman I was with, but no one was as perfect as you, only worse.” Jooheon stopped himself, to wait for a response from you. But your body stayed still this whole time. Jooheon grew confident and walked towards your figure. He kneeled down in front of you, reaching your eye-level. He lifted his hands to reach for yours. He took them away from your tears-stained face and held them tight in your lap. Squezzing them a little, to comfort you. His thumb circled your palm, warming up the little spot. His hands radiated warmth and your shoulders began to relax. Jooheons eyes laid on your hands, they fitted perfectly in his palms.
“I thought, my only option was to get a girlfriend. I hoped it would actually help and I was wrong. It only got worse. Especially after Kihyun cleared up the situation, that you two aren’t dating and that you both were not really interested in doing so. That’s also when Hyejins real face was revealed to me. I know, you tried to convince me first and I didn’t believed you. Only when Changkyun told me about everything that happened. The things she did to Hoseok-hyung, to Hyunwoo-hyung and to you. But If I’d knew about the coffee incident earlier, I would have done something about it.” Jooheon lifted his eyes, searching for yours. They hid behind your messy bangs, Jooheons hand automatically took action and lifted itself, to brush some strands behind your ear. Revealing your now puffy eyes. His hand rested on your cheek, cupping it. Tears welled up in your eyes, waiting for release. You couldn’t hold them back and let them free, yet again. Jooheon catched those tears with his thumb, before they could reach the soft cushion of your swollen lips. His thumb rubbed lightly on your cheek, another comforting gesture. You leaned into the warmth of his palm, your eyes shutting close. Enjoying that small moment.
“Y/N. I don’t know why I was so careless and so stubborn. As I saw you and Kihyun today, so close. I couldn't hold it anymore, it made me so mad. I never meant to scare you like that. I don’t know myself anymore. Please forgive me for being me, for being too stupid to not see what’s best for me and for letting go of you.” Jooheons hands started to tremble, as new words flooded his mind. Words he wanted to let free.
“Please look at me Y/N” You raised your head, meeting Jooheons glassy eyes, tears asking for release. You could see all kinds of emotions in those lost, dark orbs. Pain, sadness, anger and love. Your reflection, visible in them like a mirror. His gaze was strong, but didn’t afraid you. The opposite, you wanted to fall in them deep as deep as you could. Like falling into the galaxy, you desired the feeling of no gravity and the stars becoming your home.
“I love you.”
Your eyes widened at his confession, the three words repeated themselves in your head. A force within him took over his body as Jooheon reached forward, the desire to feel your lips on his became so strong. There was no stopping in his movement until he met the softness of your plump lips. You were taken a back at the sudden contact but gave in. Your lips worked in sync, your brain felt dizzy, your surroundings became blurry. More tears left your closed eyes, Jooheons tears got mixed with yours. The kiss was soft, passionate and full of pain.
A sudden strange feeling of pain, different and stronger than before, filled your body. You pulled back from the kiss. Your sobs became stronger, your body started to tremple again and more thicker tears started to fall. Your head fell onto Jooheons chest, hiding in his presence. Jooheon immediately sat beside you and wrapped his arms around you nd pulled your legs over his lap. One hand caressing your back, the other holding your head in place. His arms were strong around you, not letting you go. His own emotions started a battle with him, but he needed to be strong for you. He never saw you in this kind of state. Sudden guilt builded up within himself.
An internal battle started within you, a battle between your heart and your mind. Your heart wanted to let go, to feel the love he was giving you. The long deserved warmth from the man you love so dearly. Your mind was screaming to let go, it was too soon to give in. It warned you from further harm, you weren’t ready to receive and live with that love. You had to leave now or it’ll be too late, but your heart wanted you to stay a little longer. You needed to heal and it knew you could do it with him.
Jooheon waited for you to calm down, but wouldn’t let go of you. He would never forgive himself if he’d let you slip away from his fingertips. He needed you and you needed him, he wanted to be there for you. His grip got stronger as his thoughts went further. He felt in peace as your cry decreased and you stopped fully.
His warm chest, transfered warmth to your cold body. But the battle within you increased, making it uneasy to stay in his arms. But your body lost almost all energy that was left. The weaker you got, the stronger the force to leave became stronger. You couldn’t handle it anymore, you used your last bit of strengh and escaped out of Jooheons grip.
“I’m sorry but I can’t” You rushed out of the bedroom, leaving a shocked Jooheon behind. As he lost sight of you, his body reacted immediately and run after you as fast as he could. Begging you not to leave him.
“Y/N! You can’t leave like that. Y/N wait!” you slammed the front door, right infront of Jooheons face. His hand reached the doorhandle, trying to open it. But another hand stopped his motion and shutted the door, when Jooheon managed to open it a little.
“Jooheon!” Jooheons head snapped towards the calling voice. “Leave her alone.” Hoseok was concerned about you and Jooheons well being. But he couldn’t let Jooheon leave in the state he currently was.
“But Hyung...” Jooheon collapsed into his members firm chest, letting his emotions take over. His sobs were strong, his tears thick. Hoseok wrapped his arms around the younger one. His cries were loud enough so the others could hear the pain, their rapper was suffering.
They listened to the whole situation that happened behind those thin walls. They felt sorry for both of you. But no one blamed you for running away, you had a really hard time and Jooheon just came over and put more confusion into your emotional hurricane.
“Why did she left? All I wanted was to give her my love” Hoseok tried his best calming down the broken-hearted man. Jooheons sobs became louder as he continued. “Why do I deserve all that? She took my heart, left and threw it away.”
“Y/N needs time, you overwhelmed her with your confession. She needs time, let her breath a little. She loves you. She’ll come back. I know that and you know that too, you know her better than we do.” Hoseok held him tight, picking the right words to comfort him more.
“But why does it hurt so much?“
“Don’t worry, everything will be fine. I promise.”
Your feet took you as fast as you could, the pain coming from your soles got ignored. Your breathing was heavy and painful, your throat was dry, unbearable. Your speed slowed down as exhaustion made itself present and your familiar bus-station became visible. You made sure, that Jooheon nor a member was following you, before you halted completely. You searched for your purse, to take the next bus back to your place. Your search was unsuccessful, you forgot your purse at the dorm and running back was definitely no option for you.
You decided to walk on your own. Your pace was slow, exhaustion took over your body, just like the wish for your place called home. Your arms hugged your own body, giving yourself the much desired warmth, you needed. Your mind was lost, the unfamiliar pain now gone, your heart crying. You couldn’t understand why, no happiness fueled your body. The man that you love so dearly confessed his feelings to you and repeatedly stated to be with you. But why couldn’t you find the hapiness in that moment. Why did that voice warn you? Was it really too soon to give in and fall? Was there more to come?
The apartment complex became visible as you slowly reached your destination. You made your way towards the elevator, picking the right floor. As the doors opened, the sight of the heavy door became visible. You expected a warm feeling building up in your chest, whenever you saw this door. But now it seemed so foreign. Your fingers moved and punched the code to your place into the touchpad. The doors automatically opened, giving you space to enter.
The apartement was dark and cold. A feeling you’ve never been greeted by. As the doors closed, your body slammed against the wood and slid down onto the floor.
No tears left your eyes, no pain left in your chest, your mind dark. But a small sad smile decorated your lips. Your teeth finding the soft pad of your lips, holding back the new tears as realization hit you.
Please, Find me
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I’m Gonna Make This Place Your Home (Part 8)
Bakugo x Reader
words: 3010
Runaway reader finds a home with Bakugo. But will trouble follow?
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You almost couldn’t see yourself with the amount of tears that were streaming down your cheeks. You saw the look on his face when he realized what you had done.
“NO! Y/n don’t do this!”
He stumbled around with his hands out trying to find you. Desperately swinging his arms around but they found nothing as you were pulled into Puppeteer’s embrace.
“Y/N! PLEASE! It doesn't have to be this way! Please give me my sight back! Please baby listen to me!”
Puppeteer’s grip tightened, “Isn't that adorable... the mighty ground zero.. begging.”
You wiped your tears and lifted your hand out as if to reach for him. You gave him his sight back, or at least you tried. But nothing was happening. “Bakugo I’m trying! But my quirk isn't working! I don't understand. Whats-”
Puppeteer snarled, “Oh come on now Y/n... You’re much smarter than that. I took the liberty of using your quirk for you. I thought I could trust you to do the right thing... apparently not!” He backhanded you across the face all while never letting go of your wrist.
You cried out in pain and Bakugo’s face snapped in your direction. He couldn’t see you but he could hear you. He lunged for you but Puppeteer was quicker. He threw his leg up and kicked Bakugo in the stomach, winding him and sending him to his knees.
You strained against Puppeteer’s hold, “Im so sorry Bakugo! I’m sorry! Please dont-”
Puppeteer cut you off, “I’m a man of my word. No harm will come to you and your friends... but the offer is void should you decide to look for us. I won't be so nice the next time we meet..”
Bakugo growled with rage, “I don’t fucking care what you do to me! I will come after you and I will fucking kill you! YOU FUCKING SHIT STAIN!”
Puppeteer struck Bakugo in the back of the head knocking him out cold as he dragged you out of the office. “Well good luck to you and your over sized ego.”
You tripped over yourself several times as you attempted to keep up with the tall man dragging you through the halls. You could faintly hear as the party was disrupted by what you could assume was the rest of the team. People started to scream and chaos followed. True to his word none of Puppeteers men attempted to fight back. Instead they had all left well before the heros even arrived. Sure they ended up selling out some of their clientele, but a small price to pay to have you back. His reach was long, he would sort all of it out later.
“Would you hurry up you silly girl! Dragging your feet won't help you.” He yanked hard causing you to almost run in order to keep up. He stormed up the stairs dragging you with him, you were sure you would be covered in bruises from his grip. When you finally got to the top he shoved you in the helicopter and shouted at the pilot to leave immediately.
He put on a pair of fancy looking headphones and passed you a pair as well. “I see that my mistake before was treating you more like an animal, like a pet to do my bidding. Things could be different this time around... if you behave.”
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Bakugo woke up to someone shaking him and yelling, “Hey man wake up! What happened? Where’s Y/n?”
His eyes snapped open, “Shit Y/n! On the roof! He said he had a helicopter on the roof!” He tried to stand up but his head began to spin.
Kirishima gently pushed his back down, “Hey man you got a nasty looking head injury. I’ve already sent some people to the roof and they didn't find anything...”
Bakugo squeezed his eyes shut to prevent any traitor tears from slipping out and making him look weak in front of the other heros. “Then she’s gone... he took her and they’re gone...”
Kirishima sighed as he took a seat next to his distraught best friend, “Don’t worry man, we found them once and we’ll find them again. Y/n’s earrings have trackers in them. There’s still hope.”
Bakugo didn’t say anything. He just covered his face with his hands and let out a huge sigh. Everyone was smart enough to leave him alone for a while. He got checked out by some medics, and they bandaged his head for him. They advised he go home and get some rest but obviously that wasn't happening. He started to wander the halls of the fortress like house. There were so many rooms.. and a lot of them had bars and locks, much like cells. A chill went down his spine.
He turned a corner and stopped in his tracks... at the end of the hall was a girl. She was dirty and covered in a blanket. She was talking to a police officer and she... she looked like you.
He tried to keep himself from sprinting towards her. He didn’t want to spook her. The closer he got the more of you he saw in her features. Sure this girl looked to be a little taller. Her hair was much lighter than yours. But there was something about her eyes, they looked just like yours.
He approached her and knelt down, “I’m sorry to interrupt but you just... you look like someone I know. Can I talk to you for a minute.”
She nodded and stood up to take a walk with him.
As soon as they were out of earshot she yanked Bakugo into a room and shut the door. Baffled Bakugo pulled his hand from her grip, “Hey! What the hell?”
The strange girl looked him in the eyes, “Listen I don’t have much time to explain. You recognized me because I look like Y/n. Which makes complete sense considering I’m her older sister.” She put a hand up to him to stop him from talking, “I know you have questions but please wait until I’m finished, we're on a time crunch after all.”
He narrowed his eyes, “You have 5 minutes to explain what the fuck is going on and who you are.... we’re on a time crunch after all...”
She smirked and when she was satisfied with his compliance she continued. “My name is Ora. I’m a few years older than her and there’s no way she would remember me. I started showing signs of my quirk young just like she did. And I was sold to Puppeteer just like she was. I’m sure you found out about our parents but what you dont know is our mom works for Puppeteer. Her quirk is emotional manipulation. He finds people's quirks that he likes and he sends her out to basically trick them into loving her, having their children and then delivering them to him. She’s a sick, twisted, bitch.”
Her fists balled up and shook for a few seconds before she let go and continued, “Our dad was an honest man. His quirk was time travel. But he could only go up to 24 hours into the past at a time. He couldn’t move to the future, but he could always come back to the present. It took a lot of out him, so he only used it once a day. Every day he would read the paper, pick someone who died and go back and warn them. Well he ended up messing with Puppeteers affairs and it pissed him off.”
The girl began to pace now as her rant continued, “Puppeteer wanted to kill him but he also wanted his quirk. You see he collects quirks. He can use anyone’s quirk as long as they are alive and he has touched them within the last hour. He controls people like puppets. Hence the name. So he sent my mom after him and when they had me... well I was lucky enough to inherit his quirk. By the time I started showing signs of it though Y/N had already been born but she would have been too young to remember. They came for me and my dad died trying to protect me.”
Bakugo could see pain flash across her eyes. He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. “I’m really sorry for all the shit you and Y/n have had to endure because of him. I would give anything to kill that fucker with my bare hands.”
Ora just sniffed, “I fucking hate puppeteer but he’s a smart fucker. Every time I try and take him down he’s always one step ahead. He’s been giving me quirk suppressing drugs for years. Keeping me here until he needs me. I can feel them wearing off now and as soon as they do... well I have this idea. It’s crazy and I need your help. I want to go back in time and save my dad. The only thing is.. I’ve never gone that far. Also I need to take you with me... and I've never done that before either...”
Bakugo blinked a few times before he scoffed, “That’s not even a plan! That’s just wishful thinking! We need a real plan... Right now we’re tracking her coordinates through a tracking device we put in her earrings. We are going to find her and I’m going to blow Puppeteers stupid head off his his stupid body. THAT’s a plan.”
Ora crossed her arms over her chest, “That’s the dumbest plan I’ve ever heard. Your plan is more unrealistic than mine. You’ll never get close enough to him. He has so many quirks at his disposal. He uses his goons like chess pieces. He plays with them like a video game. He left me here. So either someone fucked up and forgot to snag me on their way out, or the cocky bastard dosen’t see me as a threat anymore. Either way by now he knows I’m free and he’ll expect me, as I assume he'll expect you. Anything we do has to be very carefully thought out.”
“And you think doing something you’ve never done before in your life is careful thinking? It’s a suicide mission!”
“I think it’s worth a shot.... Look we can try it you way first if it’ll makes you feel better. I need time to recharge anyways. But I’m giving you 24 hours and then I’m doing it with or without you. I would rather you come. I think you're the only one strong and determined enough to take on Puppeteer. But if I have to do it myself I will.”
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Puppeteer in his hurry to get you out didn’t think to check you for any bugs, or tracking devices. Once you were in the helicopter you took off your earrings. One you hid between the seats of the helicopter and the other you swallowed. It hurt like a bitch but you weren't taking any chances. Now all you could do was wait. Puppeteer obviously was keeping you from using your quirk. Hopefully they wouldn't drug you so you could try and reach out to Bakugo later. You were worried though because they weren't even attempting to hide where they were going. It was like Puppeteer wanted you to know. Was he setting a trap? Did he want you to tell Bakugo so he would walk right into the lions den?
Your thought were spiraling out of control and you could feel your breathing start to tighten as an anxiety attack was surely building.
“Relax dear Y/n.. I dont want to sedate you, but if you can't control yourself then I’ll have no choice. Like I said, I want this time to be different. But that’s only if I can trust you. It’s up to you how this plays out from here. You can live comfortably and go back to doing my bidding, or you can call out for help.”
His smirk grew evil as his heavy glare landed on you, “I have no problem killing your little boyfriend. And your punishment won't be pleasant either. I just need you alive to use your quirk... I dont need you awake. I could turn you into a comatose vegetable of a human and keep you strapped to a bed. Ready for me to come use your quirk as I wish. So if I were you... I’d think long and hard about what you do next.”
Your stomach dropped and you wanted to throw up. This man truly was evil.
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Bakugo got Ora some clean clothes and brought her to meet the others. Kirishima was looking at a screen and rubbing his neck. “Hey man, so I got some good new and some bad news. Good news is the tracking devices are still working.... bad news is they aren't in the same location.”
Bakugo narrowed his eyes, “What? What do you mean?”
Kirishima turned the screen towards him and pointed at the two blinking red dots. “Both the earrings had trackers in them. It looks like one of them is on the move, and moving pretty quickly. The other has been at the same coordinates for about half an hour.”
Bakugo stared at the blinking dots. One of those dots was you. “So what do we do? How do we figure out which one’s her?”
Kirishima sighed, “It could honesty be either. There’s no way to know for sure. Either she’s the moving one and the other one was dropped and left behind. Or she's the stationary one and the other one is decoy. Our only option is to split up and check out both coordinates.”
“No...” Ora stepped up, “If you plan to take them on you need a united front. You cant afford to split up.”
Kirishima looked back and forth between Ora and Bakugo, “Who’s your friend?”
Bakugo rolled his eyes, “Long story, she’s Y/n’s sister and she's here to help. Ora this is Kirishima, he’s my partner.”
“And best friend, he always leaves that part out...”
Bakugo growled, “Now isn't the time for jokes shitty hair..”
Kirishima softened, “Right. Sorry. So do you think there’s any chance Y/N might be able to contact you tonight? It’d be the easiest way to narrow down with one of these dots is her.”
Bakugo shrugged, “I wouldn’t say it’s likely, but she did say that last time she found a way to fight through the drugs to reach out to me. Maybe she could do it again.”
Kirishima nodded, “Let’s hope so. I say we take the night to regroup and make a plan. You need to go to sleep and see if she reaches out. We’ll make our final decisions in the morning.”
As soon as Kirishima walked away Ora nudged Bakugo, “You know this is a stupid plan right? We’re waisting time. There’s no way Puppeteer would let her give away their location.”
Bakugo grunted, “Listen we just met like an hour ago and all you’ve done is annoy the shit out of me and question my intelligence. If you weren’t Y/n’s sister I would have told you to fuck off already. Now lets go get a hotel room and get some sleep. You may think it’s a long shot but I want to be ready in case your strong, more than capable, bad ass sister, finds a way to reach me.”
Ora’s eyes remained fixed on Bakugo’s like she was an adult talking to a stubborn child. “Whatever you say, but when I said 24 hours I meant 24 hours. You have until tomorrow afternoon. Let’s go.”
They entered the hotel room and Ora immediately flopped on one of the beds and picked up the remote to the tv. Bakugo took a seat on the end of his own bead and cleared his thought, “Not to sound mean or anything but... how are you so normal?”
Ora put down the remote and gave him a weird look, “What do you mean how am I normal?”
Bakugo blushed a little, “Well I mean you and Y/N went through the same thing but when she found me... well it was like she had been shut in a room her whole life. You just seem like, I don’t know... normal.”
Realization flashed in Ora’s eyes, “Oh... Well from what I understand when Y/n got out it was the first and only time she had ever escaped. I on the other hand escaped a lot. I would be out for months sometimes before they’d find me and drag me back. My escaping so much is probably what made it so hard for Y/n.”
Bakugo nodded sadly, “Okay one more question and then I’ll leave you alone and go to bed.... When you saw me today.. you immediately knew who I was and already had a plan ,if that's even what you want to call it, that included me.... how?”
Ora threw her head back on her pillow. “I've never told anyone this so this stays between us... I may not be able to time travel to the future... but sometimes in my dreams I can see it. Its hard to tell though because sometimes they come to pass and sometimes they were just dreams. They helped me escape several times when I was younger. The only thing about you is... Well I had a dream once years ago. I had no idea who you were then but there you were. We were back to the day my dad died and everything went to shit. I don’t know what happens, but I know its possible for us to get there. I tired finding you every time I got out. Once I did.. but you were at UA then and I was too scared to tell you. Time is a very sensitive thing. You cant meddle with it too much. Things need to happen as naturally as they can. So years later Y/N found you and now here we are. It’s fait.”
Bakugo’s head was spinning. This girl had unloaded so much on him today. He didn’t think he could take anymore or he would explode. “Thank’s for being honest with me, and thank you for at least trying to do things my way. If the time comes and we need plan B. I won't fight you on it.”
Ora sighed in relief, “Thank you Bakugo... honestly.” A tear slipped out the corner of her eye, “The thought of getting my dad back and having my life go back to normal... its all I’ve ever wanted. For Y/n as well...”
Bakugo just nodded, too emotional to respond. He turned over and closed his eyes. Please Y/n... please be there waiting for me.
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You tossed and turned in you comfortable bed. You were exhausted but you were terrified to fall asleep. Puppeteer had been so nice to you so far. Giving you clean clothes, feeding you, you even had a nice room with a huge bed. All he asked for in return was your cooperation. Would it be so bad? If it meant Bakugo lived...
You couldn't stay awake forever and as soon as you fell asleep you felt your dreams morph into something else. All the sudden there he was, Bakugo. He ran to you and wrapped he arms around you. You hadn't done this. You hadn't brought him here. That could only mean Puppeteer did this. Not only was he letting you reach out to Bakugo, he was forcing you to... He was testing you.
“Y/n! Shit are you okay? Are you hurt? Where are you?” He held your face in between his hands and rubbed his thumb over your cheek. “We may not have much time so I need you to help me out here. Your earrings. They had trackers in them but they went in two different directions. One stopped and the other kept moving. Which one is you?!”
You gulped. This is it. You had to make a decision. Tell him where you are and risk ruining everything... or lie and save his life. You leaned forward and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. “I’m the one that kept moving. Puppeteer found the first one and threw it from the helicopter. The second one I swallowed.”
Bakugo kissed your forehead, “You’re a fucking genius! I’m going to find you I swear!”
A tear slipped down your cheek, “I love you...”
Bakugo wiped away the tear quickly, “Hey dont say it like that. Like this is goodbye. I love you too Y/n and it’s because I love you that I won't rest until I get you back. I have help. I found your s-”
A loud clapping noise rang out in the dream.
Bakugo looked around, “What’s that?”
You shook your head, “Sorry Bakugo. Somethings waking me up.”
You gripped you tighter, “No wait!”
You sat up straight in you bed to find Puppeteer sitting in the dark corner of your bedroom clapping. “Well my dear. It seems you passed my little test and gave him the wrong coordinates. It’s a shame though... you still betrayed my trust by swallowing that tracking device...
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Bakugo bolted upright breathing heavy and sweating. Ora rubbed her eyes as she turned on the bedside lamp. “What happened? Did you see her?”
He nodded, “Yeah...”
“Did you ask where she was?”
Again he nodded, looking angry this time, “Yeah.... and I think she lied to me.”
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pirate!chanyeol x reader
a/n: hello hello! i just finished this segment of the story and i want to thank everyone again! you all keep me so motivated, i am so grateful! i really feel like im improving slightly? so really thank you for sticking with me through this chaos lol. please enjoy!
word count: 4.3 k
warnings: more and more cursing, mayhaps some cringe
(i do not own the gif)
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“what the fuck just happened?” baekhyun asked, his tone a mixture of fear and confusion.
“yixing, what was that?” junmyeon questioned the man who still had a grip on your shoulders. “what did you show him?”
“what the fuck just happened?” baekhyun repeated, same startled tone and expression.
“is she an ancestor?” sehun chimed in, voice soft as if to not provoke you.
“what the fuck is an ancestor?” minseok sputtered out, staring back at the cloaked figure as their ship dove deeper into the fog.
“they’re ancient beings who helped to form the natural feats of the world. they blend in with our society nowadays as normal people, and even procreate with them,” jongin explained in a monotonous manner. “God, I hate that I know that. thanks a lot, sehun, I’m sick of your fucking fairytales.”
“what the fuck just happened?”
“well it’s my fairytales that have given us some insight to the situation. otherwise, we’d probably be dealing with bangtan right now.”
“it was yixing who showed the guy her neck,” kyungsoo sassed to sehun, pushing his shoulder.
“how would yixing have known to show her neck if it weren’t for me?” sehun went face to face with kyungsoo, who glared up at him with the same ferocity as two wild animals in a showdown.
“what the fuck just happened?”
“you didn’t say anything about a neck,” jongdae accused, then pointed to yixing, “you mentioned a marking and yixing then showed her neck.”
“I should still get credit for this,” sehun demanded, backing away from kyungsoo to look at the crew.
“what the fuck just happened?”
“ENOUGH,” chanyeol shouted, stepping away from the wheel to confront his hectic men. “everybody just calm down.” at his words, everyone began settling from their panic, swallowing down arguments laying on the tip of their tongues, ready to spill and cause more bedlam amongst one another. you remained frozen, staring down at the many boots circling you, awaiting answers. you lifted your head, eight pairs of eyes glued to you expectantly. dread seeped into your bones, a lump forming in your throat as tears began welling up on your lash line. your hands began trembling and you frowned at everyone before you.
“I don’t know,” you whispered out, head hanging down while your arms hugged your body.
“look,” yixing began, squeezing your shoulders in a reassuring way. “I saw a tattoo on the back of her neck when I was sewing her cut. or at least I thought it was a tattoo.”
“what was the tattoo?” chanyeol pressed, stepping closer to you both.
“it’s a shell, it’s just a shell,” yixing explained. he gathered your hair in his hands and lifted the wad of locks up, softly apologizing to you before leaning your head down for everyone. they all gave sounds of acknowledgement as they were now pleased with the intel given to them. “i didn’t know anything, I just decided to take a chance. I mean, mystery girl with tattoo on the back of her neck?” everyone nodded in agreeance, lingering together in silence, lost to whatever they found themselves venturing in.
kyungsoo was the first to part from the group, wandering over to the bow of the ship in hopes of spotting something through the dense filter of gray. after that, everyone began trickling away, leaving you, yixing, and chanyeol who refused to take his eyes off you.
“yixing, man the ship,” chanyeol commanded, hand gripping the back of your neck to guide you elsewhere. yixing was hesitant to let go of your shoulders, but had no choice as chanyeol had already whisked you away from his claim on you.
he took you down the familiar hall leading to his quarters and shut the door once within the safety of his room. the candles littering the walls and surfaces were still alight, providing a low yet sufficient amount of lighting; enough to admire the shadows casting across his worried features.
“what’s going on?” he started, standing unnecessarily close to you, but he didn’t seem to notice. however, you did, and your mind became muddled with other thoughts at his proximity. from here, you were surrounded by his intoxicating aroma of sea salt, and another scent that could only be described as him. his hair was tousled by the ocean breeze from his sailing, pushed back to reveal his tensed eyebrows. a fluttery sensation occurred in your abdomen at the sight of him, heart stuttering at his intense gaze.
“I don’t know,” you unconsciously spoke, eyes still locked with his. your heart stuttered when you saw his expression soften. why wasn’t he yelling at you? you would’ve assumed that your lack of knowledge on the situation would’ve infuriated him, yet here he was watching you with considering eyes. he bit his bottom lip, staying like that for a few more seconds before shaking his head.
“you havent the slightest idea to how you got that,” his hand laid on the side of your neck, his fingers stroking what you assumed was the mysterious marking on your skin. you found yourself tilting your head more into his touch, a heat like no other distracting you from any sort of reasoning your inner thoughts may be yelling to you. chanyeol smiled inwardly at your actions, but proceeded nonetheless. “if you’re not sure who you are, then who were your parents?”
at the mention of your parents, you were brought back to reality, retracting from his touch and turning around to hide your desolate expression.
“I lost my mother when I was younger, and my father…” you trailed off, your blood boiling at the memories flooding back. how could you forget who you were in the presence of? you were growing feelings for the very man who killed your father. as if aware of your conflicted thoughts, chanyeol placed a hand on your back, resulting in you jerking away from him and curling into yourself. “I lost my father to you.”
“what?” chanyeol spat, whirling you around and clamping his hands down on your shoulders. at first, indignation radiated from him, but the longer he looked at you, the calmer he became. “is that what you think happened?”
“it’s what I know happened, I saw you over his dead body.” his eyes rolled up to the ceiling as he thought back to the day they pillaged your town. to his knowledge, he killed no one that day. he was focusing on gathering as many resources as he could, letting his crew weaken their men. he stepped up to your doorstep where your father lied, and was distracted by you falling at the top of the stairs. at the memory, he gave a light snicker and looked back down to you. you were staring to the side, refusing to give him your attention.
“hey,” he guided your chin up with his index and middle finger, breath faltering as you looked to him. he’s never been this close to you, never was able to admire your features from this close. your eyes spoke to him like never before, like a ballad lulling him into a dazed state. “I killed no one that day.” you scoffed and tossed your head to the side again, causing him to immediately turn you to face him again with a hand on your cheek, the other still laying on your neck. “if you don’t believe me, we’ll ask the crew. we’ll find the truth.” your eyes began to water the more you thought back to your loss, but also because of the conflict occurring in your heart. “I can assure you, not as a pirate, but as the man I am, that I did not kill your father.” you lightly gasped as his nose met yours, your lips only centimeters away from meeting. you could feel the warmth of his breath hitting your skin, causing shivers to traipse down your spine. chanyeol was just as affected by this as you, finding himself taking in a shaky breath and stroking your cheek, almost lovingly. “I could never do that to you.”
you remained like that for a few more moments, just barely kissing when a knock had you both stumbling away from each other. you tripped on your own foot as you pulled back, arms flailing at your side to gain balance. you felt yourself tipping back and prepared for the impact of the hard wood. with a yelp, you landed into a set of arms you already knew had to be chanyeol, peeking through your shut eyes to see he had lunged forward to catch you. at the lack of response, the door opened to reveal junmyeon who took one look at the two of you and coughed, turning away at the rather intimate position you were found in.
“we’re approaching land,” he informed, backing away from door and gradually closing the door. “we’ll wait for your next word.”
when the door shut, you pulled yourself away from chanyeol and dusted yourself off. your cheeks flared up as his touch lingered on you, flames dancing beneath the skin he touched. your heart thumped against your ribs in a miserable attempt to reconnect with him, yet your mind kept you grounded in your spot.
“I’ll see you on the deck, chanyeol,” you informed, gliding out of the room in a swift and professional manner to make up for your mishap a minute earlier.
who were you kidding. they all knew you were a klutz, they all knew you were sporting two left feet. you could never change who you were. you would always be called a bungler for the rest of your life.
“are you okay?” kyungsoo asked you, holding your upper arm and staring at you with concern. baekhyun was standing beside him, reaching out and wiping a stray tear of yours with the knuckle of his finger.
“oh,” you swiped at your cheeks, discovering you had begun crying on your way up. “oh, im fine. im okay. just confused.” your voice drifted off towards your last statement, almost speaking under your breathe rather than to them.
kyungsoo didn’t press the matter, offering a grin before turning to the rest of the men gathered at the bow of the ship. in the distance was a slab of black across the horizon: an island. you rushed over, peeking over sehun’s shoulders to get a better look. many ships lined the perimeters of the land, ranging from simple sail boats to massive vessels.
“jongdae, sehun, start lowering the sails,” chanyeol’s voice commanded from behind you all. the two men quickly parted from the group and ran to their duties. you glanced over your shoulder briefly to find chanyeol gripping the wheel again, a stern expression across his face. with a lazy shift of his eyes, he stared back at you with an intensity equivalent to that of the sun. a rush of heat flooded to your face, coating your cheeks in red. with a whimper, you turned over and kept staring forward, avoiding his leering. biting your lip, you glanced over to the man on your right. jongin.
you weren’t very close to him, maybe one or two brief encounters through other members. he seemed polite enough, at least to the others. maybe it wasn’t the wisest decision to have your first conversation be so heavy, but you were far too curious to chanyeol’s claims.
“jongin,” you leaned over to him, speaking softly into his ear. he hummed as a response, eyes still raking over the new found land. well, here goes nothing. “did you kill my father?”
“pardon?” he finally looked over to you, eyebrows scrunched together in puzzlement.
“at my village, there was a small restaurant by the seaside, on the right of the main dock.” you sighed to yourself, memories tormenting your sanity. with a shaky breathe, you continued your investigation. “did you kill the man at the doorstep?”
“no, I ran directly to the repository to take all the gold standard supplied there.” he answered. you could tell he was being honest, so you leaned against the railing in temporary defeat. there was a moment of silence before jongin cleared his throat to fill the tension. “I’m sorry for your loss.”
“s'okay,” you mumbled, eyes falling to the black water below. “just trying to find out the truth.” there was a moment of silence between you two before he cleared his throat.
“I’m…” he trailed off, reconsidering his wording. “I’m in charge of tactiles. if it’s any consolation, I could tell you the potential culprits.”
“you’d really do that?” you asked, bottom lip jutted out, eyes wide at the prospect of him helping you
“yeah, sure.” he clapped his hand over your back, leaning some of his weight on you as he neared your ear. “I can tell you now, chanyeol was the last one off the boat; he couldn’t have done it.”
before you could question him on how he knew your motives, he was already waltzing over to junmyeon and yixing to keep looking at the approaching island.
chanyeol was the last one off the boat
you breathed heavily as you recounted the words just told to you. could you trust chanyeol solely on jongin’s claims? he seemed rather genuine, but it could always be a guise to dupe you and shield his captain. if that were the case, wouldn’t all of the men do the same? pirates must be incredibly loyal to one another to survive together, so you’d assume they wouldn’t toss the blame to one another. so based off that insinuation, could you trust any of the guys?
you watched as the once distant island grew larger and clearer the closer you got. the sea was eerily silent, more so than usual. the fog consumed everything like a maelstrom, all remnants of sun absent from your surroundings. the creaks of the ship seemed to intensify, the sloshing of water near deafening as your nerves began to fire up once more. your chest tightened when you started clarifying outlines of buildings and figures. there were people here, a fact you somehow forgot to consider. what if they questioned your validity? they could probably smell an impostor from a kilometer away, would they believe the measly tattoo on your neck?
the ship began to slow down with the lack of wind, and began dragging to a stop as sehun dropped the anchor. the vessel seemed to blend with the others around it in size, only one or two larger, as well as a few smaller ships. no one was on the deck, so you still had time to prepare yourself. how would you communicate with new people? you had known everyone in your village your whole life, and you met these pirates in a rather undesirable way. can you actually approach a person normally? you began rehearsing various conversation starters in your head, unaware of the irked captain approaching you.
you snapped out of your revelry as a hand clamped around the back of your neck once more, swiveling and guiding your body to the rest of the group.
“you need to focus,” he reprimanded you, keeping a firm yet painless grip on you. “listen when I’m calling your name. as much as you hate me, I’m your ticket out of here once we feel it safe for us.”
“who were they? the men you all evaded?” you asked, chanyeol slowing his steps to delay your arrival to the rest of the crew.
“they’re pirates, just like us,” he explained. “we’ve had a lot of run ins with them, and we can usually overpower them. it’s just exhausting. this time around, I didn’t know what to expect. that ship they were sailing was newer, so I wasn’t aware of what weaponry they could’ve had stowed away. I found it safer to evacuate than to go in and risk the death of one of my men.”
you gazed up at him, that recurrent feeling fluttering away in you once more. his expression was rigid as stone, yet his touch was feather soft. at that moment, all precaution flew out the window as you only saw a caring and good hearted man hidden beneath a hard exterior. how could such a devastatingly handsome man you’ve only known for a mere day have this sort of effect on you? it was like you suddenly disregarded his conviction and fell for a potential murderer.
“(y/n)?” a faded voice called out to you, but you were far too preoccupied admiring chanyeol’s long lashes, your eyes traversing down his slim cheeks and to his sharp jaw line. you watched the bob of his Adam’s apple before your eyes drifted to the broad expanse of his shoulders. oh, the weight he must be carrying on them. ever since you showed up to the ship, he’s only ever shown signs of distress and anger. what you wouldn’t give to see him genuinely smile; preferably towards you. “(y/n)!”
“huh?” you finally looked over to see kyungsoo beside you, as well as the rest staring back at you. “sorry. I lost my train of thought.”
“focus,” chanyeol squeezed the back of your neck for a second before dropping his hand to his side and going over the plan of action for their endeavor. “we treat this island just like we would any other, aye? junmyeon and I find an inn for the night, you guys find the tavern and get some information out discreetly. we don’t want to seem completely out of the loop.” you jumped when you felt his hand hover over your midback, barely skimming the worn out material of your shirt. “we will take (y/n) with us. we could use her marking in case of emergencies.”
the men all agreed before descending down to the dock using a wooden slab. the fog was still ever present, the only factor breaking through being the distant lanterns adorning the streets. chanyeol guided you closer to the island, perspiration creating a thin sheen on your face. the dock felt as if you were actually walking the plank to your doom, your escorts’ sea status adding to the irony of your conjured predicament. who knew what lied at the end of this death walk.
you were met with a rather anticlimactic conclusion as the streets were filled with normal looking civilians. well, if the civilians were all sailors of some sort. layers upon layers of thick clothing to protect from the harsh sea conditions, scars garnishing every exposed skin, swords and guns out in the open as if they were just parasols and books. all of this, yet you found a strange sense of comfort at your surroundings. intimidating as these folks were, they paid you no mind.
the group divided, the majority making a beeline to a building where music and guffaws resonated out into the once still night. chanyeol and junmyeon wandered down the main street, revealing more of the intimidating population. the island was swarmed with various inns, so junmyeon just chose the one most disjunct from the rest.
upon entering, you were thoroughly bewildered at the domestic scenery. various portraits of windjammers and fields of flowers filled the otherwise beige void, a clean cut boy stood behind the counter, offering a welcoming smile to you three.
“we would like to check out 5 rooms for the night.” junmyeon reached the counter, lifting the small bag of gold within his pockets.
“we only have 4 available,” the worker creased his brows in worry, perhaps feigning empathy for his job.
“that’ll do,” chanyeol responded, ushering you in front of him and pressing his hands into your shoulders. “two rooms will have three people, nothing we can’t overcome.” the boy handed junmyeon four keys and you proceeded to the tavern afterwards.
once you walked through the doors of the bar, you acknowledged how the crew was scattered about in different locations, sparking up conversation with various groups or individuals. junmyeon went over to yixing with a group of men who looked like undead fishermen due to how gaunt they appeared to be. chanyeol maneuvered you over to sehun and jongin talking to a trio of boys around the same age as them.
“chanyeol, this is Jackson, Jaebeom, and Jinyoung,” sehun introduced, the strangers nodding in greeting. “fellas, this chanyeol our captain, and (y/n).” chanyeol pulled a seat from a nearby table and sat you down in it, sitting beside you in the last remaining chair.
“they also have one link to an ancestor with them, like (y/n),” jongin explained, nudging Jinyoung beside him who cautiously revealed his wrist where a minuscule bird lied. “jinyoung, explain to them what you told us.” jinyoung sighed to himself and turned to the two new faces, already regretting accepting sehun and jongin into their table.
“you already know what ancestors are, correct?” he asked, to which the duo confirmed. “you should also know they procreate. their procreations are called descendants. they’re basically the equivalent to demigods in the fact that they lack the full extent of powers their parents harness.”
“what’s your power?” chanyeol asked, leaning more on the table in concentration.
“my father controls the winds of the Arctic. what people call the Katabatic winds. he distributes the cold from Antarctica to the warmer regions of the Earth.”
“what’s your power?”
“I can control simple gusts of wind. it helps with sailing.” chanyeol leaned back, nodding and rubbing at his jaw in thought.
“so you must be the descendant.” the center man, jaebeom, began. he quirked his head to you, scanning your body for any markings.
“it’s on the back of her neck.” sehun stated, leaning closer to you. he paused for a moment, waiting for your permission before lifting your hair and revealing your back. you heard someone choke on his rum, hacking away to dispose of the alcohol coating his throat. you turned to find it was jinyoung who was nearly dying. jaebeom patted jinyoung’s back to help clear his airways as the rest of you sat there, rendered silent through your befuddled stupor.
“that’s the symbol of Calliope,” he wheezed out, punching his chest. the confusion remained evident through you all.
“elaborate,” chanyeol demanded, gripping your forearm and pulling the appendage closer to him as if the name just uttered would cause you to dissipate into thin air. once jinyoung could breathe clearly again, he glanced at you nervously before directing his attention to chanyeol.
“she’s the ancestor of the seas, the counterpart to Poseidon.”
your brain remained muddled, eyebrows creased as you processed his words.
“what are you insinuating?” chanyeol’s voice changed, abandoning his usual commanding tone for one laced with concern. your hand was now clamped between his two larger ones, alleviating some of the anxiety bubbling within you at the excess of knowledge hitting you like a tsunami; one wave after another burying you beneath the weight of the ocean. breathing became an obstacle on its own, your lungs working double time to keep you afloat during your turmoil. you already assumed what his next words would be, yet you were still impacted by them when they came out.
“she is the daughter of Calliope,” your face paled, clutching chanyeol’s hand and biting the insides of your cheeks. “she is the Princess of the Ocean.” a sense of vertigo hit you and you slumped back against your chair, eyes glued to the mahogany of the table before you. you could vaguely make out sehun and jongin making sounds of wonderment at the news, asking more questions to jinyoung.
sensing your inner conflict, chanyeol shifted towards you, one hand abandoning yours, opting to lie on your cheek. the other continued to hold your hand, thumb caressing your knuckles as he turned your head to face him.
“hey, hey, look at me,” he cooed to you, soft voice wading out to you and only you. he was blocking your surroundings, swarming you with only him. his voice, his touch, his scent, his gaze. you bit your lip and finally scraped the last bit of courage you had to meet his gaze. you were met with nothing but concern, his eyes darting over your features. “just breathe, focus on me, ignore everything.” he instructed to you, bringing your hand to his chest. almost subconsciously, you mimicked his breathing pattern: deep, heavy inhales and exhales. he continued shushing you, directing all your attention to him during your crisis.
time seemed to drag on infinitely as you finally began stabilizing. once he noticed you were calming down, he offered a lopsided grin, eyes sparkling with warmth and comfort; undeniable adoration. you felt yourself smiling as well, melting in his gaze and his touch. your mind tried screaming at you to gain some semblance of reasoning. you just met this man, what were you doing falling for someone so quickly? sure, you’ve never felt any sort of affection towards anyone but your mother and father, but this couldn’t have been too different to that. rather than a sense of familiarity you received from your parents, you were given something else from chanyeol; security. you felt safe around him, especially now. who could harm you when you’re in his presence? you felt like you were on cloud nine, like nothing could ever bring you down from this very moment where you were willingly drowning in your affections for him. yet fate just had to come and strike you down, taking the form of a baekhyun who slapped your back repeatedly through his excitement.
“(y/n), (y/n), you’ll never believe who I just met,” he let out in one breathe, bright and stretching across his features.
“wait what,” you turned around, still dazed from whatever trance you were locked in. stepping aside, baekhyun revealed a woman standing behind him. her expression was at first stoic until she met your confused stare with one of shock. just like that, your world crumbled around you again.
“mother?”
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#Knock The Book 2: The Devil All the Time
WELL, I MADE IT TO THE 2nd BOOK REVIEW OF MINE, MEANS THAT I’M A PASSIONATE AND PERSISTENT BITCH, PERIODT. No actually I’m just bored and got really nothing to do, so here I am making judgmental, invalid and uncritical book review just to ease my guilt for doing nothing at home (just so my mom see me working through my laptop).
Okay The Devil All the Time is actually my first English book. The story of how I got this book as a matter of fact is quite irritating and funny at the same time. My uni friend, she saw this book in a modest book bazaar near her hometown. She was reading the title and the word ‘devil’ just remind her of me, she bought it and just gave it straight to me…... I’m sad but like thankful???
It’s a secondhand and hardcover book but I don’t really mind, considering the fact that the quality is still very nice though, except the worn spots stained all over the cover that make the book looks very old. My friend bought this only for RP 25.000, yes dude you’re not misread this shit, it was THAT CHEAP (whoever sell and own this book before me, I really appreciate it). Although if you want to buy the new one, you can get this book for USD 26.95 which converted in rupiah would be RP 407.500, yeah its cost pretty fancy for broke students like us and I don’t know if the book’s supposed to be available in your local bookstore but I think you can find it in worldwide shipping online store like amazon or any other shop perhaps. The book’s cover illustrate a dying white mutt hanging on the ‘log’ and bunch of cross everywhere, the cover is actually make sense when you read the book. It published in 2011 by doubleday in United States of America. The Author is Donald Ray Pollock, and you can find the sum information about his background written on the cover, but based form the book’s cover you can also check his website in donaldraypollock.com but when I checked, I’m not sure if it’s really his website since it just like pest control website (LMAOO I HAD NO IDEA FR). Anyway,
Let’s go breaking down the book!
“… Too much religion could be as bad as too little, maybe even worse, but moderation was just not in her husband’s nature”
The whole story in this book, basically give you portraits regarding the life of lunatics in the time after WWII. Nope, there is no sums up about the events happened in that moment so chill y’all non-historical enthusiast bitches. This book gonna give you a bizarre experience reading it, the first 10 pages of this book was already psychedelic, I assure that shit. Have you watched Games of Thrones series on HBO? It’s chilling right how Ned Stark, the protagonist of the main series died in the first season???? EXACTLY that was the vibes u got after reading the first chapter and get crazier every time u read forward. By the way, this book embodied 7 chapters and 55 sub-chapters, the chapter in odd and even numbers has 2 different main focuses on each characteristic exist, here I sum it up for you:
On the odd numbers chapters (1, 3, and so on), the central story of these chapters is circling among the family of Willard Russel, his Mom Emma and Uncle Earskell and also those 2 insane peeps Roy Laferty and Theodore. Willard Russel used to be a navy army and a bit skeptical dealing with religion issues just like his uncle, but his mom has always been a devoted worshiper. Willard married to the beautiful and kind-hearted women named Charlotte and they was given a son named Arvin Eugene Russel, everything was normal until Charlotte got sick and Willard gone crazy praying to god for his wife’s recovery and poor little Arvin has to suffer the predicament by his own self. Their stories always give me religious-fanaticism-gloomy vibes (is that even make sense??). Don’t even get me started with the life stories of the two brutes-ass man, Roy Laferty and Theodore they were used to be ‘preacher’ in Emma and young Willard’s Church. Nothing I could say further because it’s gonna be a major spoiler for you, but their stories really giving you insights of how frustration and fanaticism allow people to do something beyond their common sense.
“You remember what I told you the other day?” He asked Arvin
“About the boys on the bus?,”
“Well, that’s what I meant, you just got to pick the right time”
On the even numbers chapters (2, 4, and so on), the main tales is pertaining on the journey of Handerson couple, Carl and Sandy. They were like the Bonnie and Clyde but sad and exploitative version in this book. Carl is a ‘photographer’ and sandy working as a waitress in a café called Wooden Spoon (Which the place where Charlotte used to work as a waitress and the place she met Willard for the first time as well). During summertime they got this ‘ritual’ ((but not in a religious way)) where they drive to different states and give a ride to the hitchhikers found on the way, then Carl forcefully offer them to fuck Sandy for free (HIS OWN WIFE) while he took pictures of them fucking and after that Carl kill them and take all the money those hitchhikers got in their pocket (dude I can’t even judge anything). But to be honest, I’m not a fan of these two characters because they were all so ANNOYING to death. And then there is Bodecker Lee who’s a police and also Sandy’s brother, ok that’s it, I’m not gonna give you any spoilers.
“… He went down the street and sat on a bench in a park the rest of the day thinking about killing himself instead. Something broke in him that day. For the first time he could see that his whole life added up to absolutely nothing…”
You might be confused since there are quite a lot of keen characters in this book but there’s a point where all these bitches are relating to each other, so chill y’all impatient gripe-ass. Overall, the flow of the story is undoubtedly interesting for you to keep going throughout the whole story, because every phase gonna make you wondering about next things happened to them. But, the transitions among every chapters is quite uncomfortable for me, because sometimes when the story has reached its climax there is no resolutions coming to solve the problem immediately, and you’re faced to read the new chapter with a whole different setting and characters so it’s kind of ruining the vibes and emotions the book has made me, but again this just my personal preference so please don’t judge (while everything I did right now is judging inaccurately).
“He realized that he would never preach again, but that was all right. He’d never been much good at it anyway. Most people just wanted to hear the cripple play”
However, what I like the most from this book is the deepening of every character exists is so fascinating, even for just the side or supporting character (for god sake I’m sorry idk what to called a character that isn’t the main one), for example a bus driver in Meade, Ohio which Willard talked to when he was on the way home after the war ended, the narration wrapped and portraits the driver’s life perfectly without make us bored, and there’s still a bunch of interesting narration about the life of the side characters in this book that also as odds and intriguing as the main character’s background (jesus, everything happened and everyone in this book is just so strange and peculiar I swear to god). The story finished in a most tragic-beautiful but still gloomy way, even though it’s quite predictable but still a very good closing for me personally. To be noted, on the way to the end of the story, there will be emerge another asshole priest character named Preston Teagardin, ready to shake you up until you finish the book. But still, let’s said this particular ‘last minute character’ has proving that the author is paying so much attention of how the story ended isn’t leaving any 'rush-made' impression (this shit might confused you I’m sorry my English hasn’t got any better *sorry hand sign* *sorry hand sign* *sorry hand sign*). # hashtag attention to the detail bro.
Holy crap, that’s the first time I’m almost able to cut all the bullshit I intend to bring it up here.
This book is one of my top 5 books that you have to read once in a life time (although I haven’t discover the other four, omg im sorry y’all). Little information for you that the first time I read this book (yeah I read it for quite few times) is when the campaign of presidential election era, which in Indonesia the religious are pretty sentimental issues, some of the people in my country suddenly became those annoying fanatical preachers, man I can’t stand it. And this book is just precisely relating to that condition and I get to know at least a glance of what the heck odds things happened in their minds, since you know fanaticism and stupidity doesn’t hit only on particular group of religions, race, gender or anything, we can all be stupid and brainless (especially me because I basically have no brain). There probably quite many scenes that is pretty disturbing to read (I don’t know if people could be triggered by it???? But I guess so) so yeah a bit warning. Overall, I genuinely recommend this book for you guys because every element in this book is almost perfect, the storylines, bold characters, and the RARE AND STRANGE AND SENSITIVE topic promote by the author in this novel is totally a BOOM. Don’t worry reading this book not going to give you those agnostic and atheist vibes HAHA chill I still consider myself a devoted Muslim tho (hashtag masyaallah ukthi).
By the way before I wrapped it up, I hear that this book will be made into a netflix film. WELL, of course I’m excited because the casts are so amazing, and I love Netflix adaptation and I enjoy watch movies as much as I read books (again, unnecessary information of mine *sorry hand sign*). I found that the release date is postponed from the origin plan in 15th May (which is three days ago from I posted this on my page) due to I don’t know perhaps corona because that bitch has ruined everyone in the world’s schedule, but for real I can’t find the exact information regarding to the updated release date, so while you wait the film to launch, why don’t you just go read the book first? I assure you this one not gonna give you any disappointment.
I think that would be it for this 2nd rubbish book review of mine. Although, I think I made a little progressive from the first one (OR MAYBE NOT???? I’M SORRY Y’ALL) but of course there’s still much deficiency I served. Still, I hope my writing get better in the process of making this whole novel of reviewing book inaccurately. To be honest, I wrote this shit not for getting any engagements or audience but for my own satisfied HAHA. So yeah I’m literally comfortable writing for nothing. But bitch guess what I’m just gonna keep going, until I could professionally writing and make it for a living? Well, amen for that.
Xiao, See you in Advance!
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