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The Stand In Chapter Three

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The filming is done and the trailer is coming ,but you have to deal with some unexpected consequences of being so close to Henry. Then your mother drops a bombshell that she may have let your career change slip to one of your many overprotective brothers. Meanwhile Henry has a revelation with some help from Anya and Joey.

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, Masturbation, fluff, Swearing

A/N:so here is chapter three,as I have said before I'm trying to make this realistic from a fangirls point of veiw. this is going to be a bit of a slow burn to so buckle up guys! anyway I hope you enjoy xxx see you soon xxx

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As the scene was called to an end a small round of applause was held, everyone seemed to be pleased with your performance which was a relief...your performance did dictate weather they kept there jobs or not so it was safe to say it was smiles all round. You finally let loose a breath slumping your shoulders 'Keira' receded and you shrunk under everyone's gaze blushing. You looked around seeing the crew and cast. Everyone seemed happy and you hadn't forgotten any of your cues or lines. You looked down at your shaking hands as relief and adrenaline flooded your system. You'd been shaking for most of the scene but thankfully the thick material of the costume covered it well. The scene itself was...Intense the air was thick for most of it as you Joey and Henry's interactions were carefully executed there were a few small hiccups but nothing you couldn't overlook...They added to the scene if you was quite honest.

As silly as it was you wanted to cry but was desperate to hold back not wanting to be silly. You jumped looking up as you were almost body slammed into a hug, the torso wasn't to wide so it had to be .Joey. You smiled brightly as the crew began to move about the hustle and bustle of set resumed. Joey plastered himself to you hugging tight and pulling you up off the floor for a second laughing.

"See? Nothing to worry about! That was brilliant Tink's!" You laughed nervously

"Err....Thank you...Can you let me go now...Please Joey?" He quickly released you letting you turn to face him gulping as you saw Henry smiling nodding.

"H-how do you feel about us- I mean all this now then?...It- wasn't as scary as you thought....W-was it?" You glanced to the floor and took a calming breath trying to get yourself under control then looked at the man sheepishly twiddling you fingers.

"N-no it was...Fun? Almost...You know once it got going...." he smiled sweetly at you

"Good! Good that’s err yeah I'm happy you found it fun....I'm sorry about you know....I err kind of forgot how err...I mean I...I tried to be gentle but..." you shook your head at him quickly

"Oh-oh that was...It's fine I knew it was going to happen but....It was my fault honestly and it doesn't even hurt so no harm done...It- your strength surprised me is all!" You said referring to what could have been seen as a incident, in the scene Geralt had to throw Keira to a wall and pin her there to interrogate her a little, at this point in the story neither really knew who the other was.

Tomasz had said the way you were so unprepared for him to throw you back was good that your surprise and flinching added to the scene making it more believable. Henry had misjudged his strength and you'd actually banged the back of your head on the faux brick of the 'corridor' he had gone to pull back immediately fearing he had hurt you, but you kept the scene going holding him still discretely out of shot and continued with the dialogue while you still had the nerve.

Henry smiled guilty he hadn't liked seeing you wince but he was glad that you'd continued he doubted any other takes would have been as authentic he would have held back to much.

"Still...I-I will try to be careful I don't want to hurt you...Your so tiny." Tomasz came over followed by Lauren both wearing huge grins.

"Yes! That was perfect! You did wonderful absolutely brilliant....Now your not needed for filming for another three or four days today was just so we can throw out a trailer...It should be done in a day or so?" You frowned at him days?

"That’s...quick is it always that quick?" Lauren chuckled

"No...but the trailer was done we just needed clips of you all the team need to do is slot you and a few of your lines in as a little narration and thats it!...With any luck it will be released on the app by....oh I’d say Thursday morning? If they upload it as soon as they get it...But in reality it will probably be by tomorrow afternoon sometime, after covid everyone is scrabbling to get their trailers out asap" Tomasz nodded in agreement then snapped to you remembering something.

"Yes and you will be announced as Keira the same day so be prepared." You blinked dumbfounded

"A-anounced?" He smile at you encouragingly

"Just on the main official websites, social media that sort of thing...You may end up having a Wikipedia page to but we don't have much control on that one...Don’t look so worried everything should go smoothly...Speaking of everything going smoothly would you like to watch what you’ve just done?" you gulped and shook your head

"Fuck no...I...I can't watch myself-OH FUCK I-I just realized...I cant watch it when it comes out!!..." All four laughed as you yelled swearing cursing to yourself Tomasz laughed patting your back.

"Don’t you worry you can work yourself up to it! Everything will be fine! You may get more media attention due to the circumstances of your audition...We are going to let it out that you was working on set and stepped up...we are naming you as our saving grace and explaining that if you didn't step in witcher would have been cancelled, that should help you get a welcome reception...If things do get hairy we will sort it out..Now as much as I'd love to chat we have a few more scenes with these two today and we need to shoot while we have the good weather... So you go get changed and relax while you can tomorrow you start your fight choreography" you nodded receiving one last hug from Joey and a pat on the back from Henry as they turned moving to their next scene. The one you just filmed was a little further into the season then where they were up to but as they said they needed it for the trailer.

Henry took a breath he didn't want to leave you..Not yet he had only just spoke to you for the first time and for the next few days you wont see much of each other, he had a few night scenes that needed to be filmed...At night that meant he would be asleep for most of the day when you would be up and about set. Even if he did manage to drag himself out of bed he doubted he would see you, you would be busy he had your schedule...He had managed to wrangle one from of the offices had he said you'd lost yours? Maybe...But he was just excited he wanted to see when you'd both be around one another so he could prepare himself. He seemed to just be on egg shells, blundering his way through conversations and if he wasn't stammering and mixing his words he was fucking staring. He really had to get this attraction under control, preferably by having you on his arm.

That scene had been incredible for him, it was a flirtatious piece before boiling into sexual tension as he Geralt had followed the shifty witch about the banquet hall before confronting her over his suspicions. He sighed happily the grabbing and touching, pinning you it sent his thoughts running wild, he loathed to admit it but his manhandling of you had...Really did it for him, which surprised him he has never been one for the rough and tumble outside of the bed room...or in it really sure he topped but nothing majorly rough a few slaps on the ass here and there and some dirty talk. But ...with you he could see himself experimenting you just shook him! He wanted to go all alpha on your ass!, claim his woman and all that jazz...He just- around you he truly felt like a man's man you know? The whole 'me Tarzan you Jane' scenario wanting to sling you over his shoulder and take you back to his trailer and fuck the living daylights out of your tiny little pussy!....Fuck!

Having his current infatuation, his fantasy! Pinned and held still to the wall had really fucked him up. I mean what was so sexy about overpowering you with a single hand on your chest? crowding you with his form? leaning so close he could feel your sweet breath fanning his face Fuck me!...Everything, all of it was sexy! he felt powerful and dominant, like he was this big bear who could protect you from everything even yourself!

His only gripe was that he had to remain stoic and irritated as you flirted with him...God he wanted to flirt back let you know he wanted you in the most depraved of ways but that wasn't in the scene. Just remembering the way he had held you was already making him twitch in the tight bottoms of his costume.

It didn't take long to slip, for his imagination to cross over into delicious dangerous territory. He had felt it! The way your heart picked up as he leaned in closer with vaguely threatening words, the soft pants and gasps between your breaths the way your pupils had blown only to return to the sarcastic unamused gaze of keira. He had watched closely as your lips trembled you were quivering and he loved everysecond of it.

"Henryyyy~ oh god really what you do one scene with your precious Tink's and we loose you completely?!" Henry grunted at Joey as they made their way across set, they now needed to film a town scene.

"I'm fine Joey...Just thinking" he snorted at Henry walking around the larger man stopping him in his tracks

"Well don't hurt yourself" Henry rolled his eyes then peaked at the impish grin Joey had.

"So? Happy? I mean you did just get to cop a feel! And be paid to do it mind you!" Henry stopped and stuttered

"I-I did not! I would never! Joey it was a scene! I didn't cop a feel!" Joey pulled a face unconvinced.

"Uhuh? So your script said 'grab her by the tits' and not 'grab her by the throat'?" Henry stopped 'what?, it fucking? Did ? Oh fuck whats she going to think? Is that why she was unprepared? You are such a fucking dick shes gonna think your a god damn pervert!'

"Hey hey woah! Henry stop slow down mate...I can see what your thinking but just back up...I was joking....Fuck ...That's it calm down she didn't seem to mind...see its fine" Henry calmed down but not by much.

"What the fuck? How am I? Whats she gonna think of me now?"

"Whats who gonna think of what?" Both men looked up as Anya approached readying herself for the shoot. Joey spoke up before Henry could stop him.

"Well you know Henry's little crush had her first shoot today?"

"I don't have a crush!" Anya chuckled at his blatant lie and patted his shoulder

"We know Henry..." she looked to Joey whilst rubbing Henry's back in reassuring circles and continued as he pouted.

"So Tink's is the one replacing whatsherface I thought it was just a rumor" Joey laughed as Henry heaved a sigh becoming a light pink colour.

"How does? We-I don't have a...Fuck it" Henry gave up resigning to the fact that everyone probably knew no matter how discrete he thought he was being. Anya sighed at the buff man.

"Henry you wouldn't shut up about her we all know..." Henry looked between them a little sheepish he couldn't help it. Joey cleared his throat.

"...yes well at one point Henry here had to pin her to a wall by her throat but instead decided to use her boobs to keep her still...and he has only just realized" Anya sighed

"Oh god you didn't? Really?...please tell me you didn't squeeze..." he full on blushed.

"NO! FUCK-I I did not squeeze...I didn't even notice not until Joey just brought it up...Its probably why she wasn't ready and banged her head, she thought I was going for her throat to push her back but instead I....Fuck sake!" Anya looked to Joey for the full story.

"He pushed her a little hard and her head hit the wall...I'm sure it was your strength that caught her off guard not your meaty palm squishing her tits..." Henry groaned running his hands over his face.

Anya sighed looking at him she could tell this was going to eat away at him.

"Look if she didn't say anything then she probably doesn't even realize...just play it by ear...if she does bring it up then apologize sincerely...All women love a gentleman" Henry sighed Anya was right the scene just naturally progressed you probably wouldn't have noticed, but he couldn't help feel bad he liked you he didn't want to blow it.

"But...but what if she hasn't said anything because shes scared of me" anya scoffed shaking her head.

"Seriously? You think shes afraid of you?" Henry furrowed his brow as she and joey laughed

"Well she must be! She always ran away from me! And couldn't look at me when she auditioned and today she had to hide behind Kal just to speak a few words to me!...I can understand I mean shes small and I'm a big guy then I fucking throw her about like that!? Shit shes never gonna go out with me if I fucking frighten her! Why the fuck are you two laughing I'm serious?!" Anya managed to stem her chuckles feeling bad for him, he honestly had no clue.

"Shes not scared Henry...Fuck really you haven't noticed?"

"Noticed what?!" Joey intercepted still chuckling, honestly it was like watching a fumbling preteen with a first crush.

"She likes you...A lot shes embarrassed" Henry frowned at them were they making fun of him? He shook his head getting irritated.

"No...she can't it doesn't make sense why would she run and be all..."

"Nervous and stuttering?like oh I font know a girl meeting her favorite celebrity? " Joey added Henry blinked what? You were a fan?

"There we go the penny has dropped!" Henry moved shifting on his feet flushing red

"She cant be-"

"She is Tee told me, shes a fan of yours Henry so she gets all shy" 'was that true? You liked him; his work so got flustered and avoided him? Fuck Cavill you dumb ass! That makes perfect sense! She hid because she was nervous, and she used Kal as a coping mechanism! She probably doesn't want to freak you out!' Henry smiled getting more confident if..if it was true then all he had to do was get you used to being around him, he could relax now knowing he didn't scare you just made you...what? Happy nervous? He was snapped out of his thoughts by Joey.

"Why don't you come along with us tomorrow...Invite her out for a late lunch? We can go as a group so technically its not a date but we can get her a few wines down her and loosen her up a bit and get her relaxed and you two can talk get to know her more!"Anya gasped

"Thats a brilliant idea we can say its because me and Freya want to meet her before our scenes together! A nice casual lunch and we can sit her next to you Henry!" Henry smiled...That was a good idea he could get to know you and not come on to strong as like a date. He nodded to Anya and Joey he would go and ask you after shooting today, suddenly he couldn't wait for tomorrow envisioning finally getting to have a real conversation with you and hopefully get you to relax around him.

You ran back to your trailer, luckily it took half the time to get out of costume then it did to get in. It only took an hour and you were finally y/n again and ready to chill like Tomasz said. You heaved a huge sigh once alone in your new home. You wanted to just go back to bed but your mind was reeling ,that had been incredible and terrifying all in one. 'But bitch you did it! Fuck yes!...And oh my god he touched you....Okay so it was for a scene so does it count?...Maybe, and he got you food! He fed you girl~...Well again not really,...Just coffee but still he thought of you? like he Ugh! How the fuck are you gonna survive this?!...Okay breath you didn't squeal....or scream or dry hump him....So today is going to go down as a win! But oh my fuck he was so strong~ like fuck he could one hundred percent rip you in half and your sorry ass would fucking drool over his muscles during and thank him after! And he was warm to...So warm and his smelt handsome...How the fuck can anyone smell handsome? You didnt know but fuck he did clean and masculine and just UGH!...Yes...Just yes girl so handsome and big and buff and....Fuck you wanted to just UGH!...Fuck...Just oh my god how are we gonna get through this with him being all growly and beefy...Okay something else....Kal, Kal is so cute and fluffy and big just like his daddy-NO! No no no stop it...Stop that right now!...He was hot though' you could still feel where he had placed his hand over your chest, the tingles he left it was ridiculous! His palm had been so hot...Like the rest of him so no real surprise...But fuck for you to feel it through the thick dress he must be hot...Which some how was more of a turn on you were wet...Like whet.

You cringed as you shifted feeling the arousal in your knickers making them stick to your outer lips it was uncomfortable, should probably take care of that.. you got up moving to the small toilet flicking off your knickers and blushed...Wow okay the man had definitely done a number on your libido...And you thought tumblr smut did you good but shit this was almost laughable. You rolled your eyes moving to the toilet wiping yourself down cleaning yourself up. It did no use you growled twitching and bucking into your hand as you moved as fast as you could trying not to fan the flames as brushing past your clit silently praying that this wouldn't be a regular thing after shoots. But you fucking doubt it! Seriously on set he was a huge growly built witcher...Who was also a frequent fantasy so yeah looks like your knickers were in for a rough ride. You whined trying to wipe away as much as you could feeling embarrassed as well as a little naughty, but to be honest you didn't feel to bad about it. Was that weird? besides if you hid it then it wont be a problem...A few months of sexual frustration wont be so bad...would it? Not like the man didn't know he was attractive so if he did ever see well...He wont blame you...would he?.

You mulled over these thoughts then quickly shook your head deciding some questions are better left unanswered. You looked down at into the toilet...If you continued to wipe yourself down you'd have a hell of a job explaining a clogged toilet...There was no dignified way of explaining a clogged toilet. So it was settled you needed a shower....A cold shower and clean knickers then a nap! sounds like a plan. On that thought, You poked your head out of the shower checking for a mini washing machine...Nada great so had to settle for just quickly rinsing them in the sink then hang them somewhere. You moved quickly pulling the cord and flipping on the switch letting the water to pour through the shower head.

You hissed as you stepped into the cubicle and the cool water hit your bare skin. You blinked looking at the damp knickers on the floor of the tiny room you shrugged and threw them on the floor of the shower giving them a quick blast washing away your own mess then kicked them out choosing to find a spot to dry them later. It was only when you stood below the stream of water that you realized just how flushed you was. Your heated skin protested to the water but soon it was comfortable and relaxing you closed your eyes trying to take a few zen moments under the cool spray willing away all your troubles.

Mainly the throbbing between your thighs it only lasted a few minuets before you got irritated huffing it wasn't working! you growled having a quick wash hoping your arousal would settle on its own but soon you realized it wasn't going to happen and you needed to clean your still tremble core. You hissed bucking having to bite your own hand as you moved the shower head to the apex of your thighs. You whined as the light spray washed away your arousal pressing against your clit. You moaned as the cool water seemed to be just what you needed cooling the heated flesh and giving you incredible waves of pleasure vibrating along your nerves in slow tremors as good as it felt it was...not enough? It felt nice and nice just wasn't going to cut it! you grunted trying desperately to find that spot, that angle and rhythm that will take you to paradise but this shower was shit... Nothing like your expensive high power shower at home.

You whined widening your legs thighs shaking one hand was on the side of the tiny cubicle bracing yourself as you rocked and circled trying to chase a high that was slipping away as your frustration built. You hissed out throwing your head back moaning in disappointment trying to conjure an image, fantasy anything that would help but each time you latched onto one it was him and for some reason it felt...wrong and dirty. You gave up with a angry grunt quickly hooking the shower head back up and flipped it off. Getting out and wrapping a towel around you now in a sour mood. How the fuck was it easy to masturbate over him when you've never met him yet fucking difficult when you had met him... But surely it should be easier to get yourself there thinking of him, you had more to go on now. Maybe it was to do with the fact you had to face him now? either way it wasn't going to happen well not today anyway...Or was it?

It was then you decided to start going through tumblr...Probably not going to help but fuck you were desperate! you were horny and had to try, tumblr smut fics had never done you wrong before hopeful the writers would work their magic once more quickly scrolling through to your favorite smut fics and settling in the bed at the back of the bus. You moved crawling across the soft covers still wrapped in the huge bath sheet towel not caring that everything was getting damp, if you had your way they'd be getting a lot wetter!

You flopped on your back pillows propping you up a little getting comfy you took a deep breath and spread your legs your tablet leaning on one bent leg, headphones next to you just in case a porn audio took your fancy. You started eyes scanning the words of a particularity juicy fic that you'd reread hundreds of times by this point you knew it almost word for word but still found yourself becoming turned on by the well written words, the slow build up that had you panting as you ghosted your fingers across your thighs slowly making their way to your mound, then bypassing making you shiver as you continued the journey up your soft tummy goose bumps raising along the flesh under your slight touches all the way to your chest leaving light tiny pinches on the underside of your breasts and circled your nipples letting the words sink in getting yourself ready for a promising orgasm.

You moved things along skipping a few paragraphs finding the hottest part of the chapter finally you moved two fingers to circle your tiny throbbing bud. Arching as your soft fingers rolled in small figure eights around the swollen flesh you rocked lightly and dug your toes into the covers below you trying to hold still and enjoy your body for whats its worth. Sighing you moved plucking at it from side to side pulling and tugging it this way and that as your walls began contracting wanting to be full, aching to a full body shuddering orgasm! The pleasure built faster then in the shower under your own skilled fingers and you grunted moving rocking faster. Half of you wanting to make this last, to enjoy the slow build up the other half just wanted this over, already done with this shit. You lowered your fingers leaving your clit to drift lower and rubbing your opening digging in your fingertips to give the muscles a massage treating yourself before diving right inside your arousal was coating you making it easier. You closed your eyes forgoing the fic now finding yourself able to have your own fantasy. Imagining another of Henry's characters somehow you could separate Henry from captain syverson which was a fucking god send at this point! then just as you were going to impale yourself on your own fingers and finally get your well deserved release. Then you heard it, your phone. It was like god himself doesn't want you to cum today.

Your head fell back an you kicked at the mattress having a quick paddy before wrapping your towl around you with a grunt and clambered out of bed to see who was cock blocking you. It was a good thing you got up to answer it as the tell tale 'mama' by scissor sisters blaring out signalling it was your mum and you'd be in deep shit is you ignored her. you took a deep breath and sat at the small table just by the door tugging the towel tight and answered.

"hi mum..you alright?"

"hey baby! how did it go? did you enjoy it? when can I see my baby girls perfomance? it was for the trailer wasn't it? tell me!!" you chuckled and leaned back she was really excited about all this, probably moreso then you.

"It was...It was fun I was nervouse but everyone said I did good...Didn't forget lines and stuff...Tomasz said the trailer will be out early in a few days so just keep your eye out on netflix but don't send it to me or tag me in it please...don't wanna see it yet"

"Tomasz? he is the....Bard?!" you laughed out loud shaking your head

"No director...Joey is the bard"

"So it was all okay? I'm glad I was so worried for you I tried not to call but I couldn't help it been sitting here all day worrying...And I may have...Well don't be mad!" you took a deep breath oh god what has she done!

"Mum..Mum what have you done?..You didn't tell anyone yet did you please tell me you've kept quiet!" she chuckled nervously

"Well...I may have accidentally let slip to...Well Casper? just a tiny bit...Teeny weeny bit" you froze she fucking what?! oh god oh god oh god! if Casper knows then the others probably will soon! you'd hoped to keep this away from the entourage of seriously over protective older brothers!

"MOTHER!? WHA-why? what the fuck? please tell me your joking?" she sighed

"oh I'm sorry love...But I was here alone worried...I really tried but he called and well he knew something was up and I just...it was an accident....I just needed someone to share the news with sweetheart! I'm sorry besides they will be happy for you! you know that they look out for you they just care..I'm sure it will be fine!" you grumbled down the phone to her making her sigh

"I am sorry it just slipped...I know they are...overwhelming and cocky and stubborn but they are your brothers and they love you, your their baby sister and they just want what's best for you" you sighed you knew that but they were all very over the top, fuck they are the reason your a virgin! no one would dare cross them! when you had your first kiss the poor soul was pulled off you and got a smack in the mouth since then everyone knew you were off limits. Not that your mother ever found out that little detail she thought you’d done the 'hanky panky' in secondary school like the rest of them.

"Yes I know...I suppose that was why you called to huh? to warn me?" you heard her click her tongue and hummed

"Well yes...He was happy for you, then he seemed to get antsy over the whole fame thing...And then when he realized you'd be working scenes with Geralt...Especially when he know you like the man...God for the life of me I can't remember his name! Hank-Harry?

""Henry"

"AH! yes that's it Henry the one you saw on tudors? and superman and fuck what else was he in? The spy one...fuck haha! you know its funny I should know this of by heart from all the squealing and what did you call it? fangirling? ..How has that been going by the way I'm assuming you were filming with him?" you hesitated a little

"I-err well we spoke a little this morning..From what Joey;the bard before you ask, said Henry had come to the make up early to try and make sure I didn't freak out to much...its why I stopped messaging you" she gasped

"Oh well that was nice of him...He is looking out for you then?"

"Yes to an extent...He got me coffee and was nice and he let me cuddle Kal! I sort of had really bad anxiety and kal-bear noticed so crawled into my lap...Henry let him and then Joey and Henry walked me to set...Well dragged me I ...I tried to run a little bit"

"Well thats good! You’ll need someone to help you...I guess you didn't have a screaming fit then?" you scoffed

"NO! what am I a child puh-lease I am an adult woman mother and I can handle a small crush!" she snorted at you

"I think not! you should remember who your talking to I know you inside and out! just..I know you like the idea of him but looks can be deceiving okay? just be careful there's a reason people say don't meet your idols y/n" you sighed

"I know mum...But I promise he has been nothing but a gentleman he is nice and is very supportive, he said so himself at the audition he will mentor me so I can learn on the job...I'm effectively his apprentice and I have everything under control...We wont see one another for a few days now any way...Got fight choreography for the next few days then some more fittings for other costumes then I will be on set filming more...Any way I best go...Gotta get some lunch havent eaten today yet...was to nervous...gonna chill for the rest of the day..Tomasz thinks the trailer will be done and out by tomorrow sometime so its going to get hectic"

"Okay love...If Casper calls just answer him if you avoid it you'll make him worse and he will call the others and you'll be bombarded with texts and calls...he might even call Kane....besides if you sort it out now alt least you wont have to face any of them for a while...not till you come here for filming...Or Christmas"

"Oh did they get the go ahead from brian?"

"Yes he signed a few weeks ago free reign over the woods and fells so you will be here filming I think it was for five weeks...Okay then I will let you go, take it easy be careful and I will call tomorrow okay? love you"

"Love you two mum speak tomorrow...not before eleven though!"

"Yes yes I know now go eat!"

"I will bye" you hung up and took a deep breath. shit. if Casper knew he was bound to have told one or two of the others. You got up from the table sliping on a sweater dress and some leggings before making your way over to the dining tent for lunch deciding you would feel better after some food.

Jesus Christ, it had already begun! the chefs were all over you like a bad rash, it seems everyone had now either heard you was the stand in or seen it. They were all happy said nice encouraging things..A few teased you playfully like Mathew who had been a bit of a... well you wouldn't say creeper but he didn't seem to realize that you wasn't interested, not that he asked you out but he...You knew he wanted to but no...Just no. He was nice but you didn't like him like that, he made you super uncomfortable and not in a nervous crush type of way that Henry had. After nearly forty five minuets of a cringey conversation you finally wriggled away from him and took a seat at one of the huge tables half way through the now cold soup thanks to Mathew you got the call.

Your phone buzzed to life with your brother Casper’s face. Fuck sake!. you debated ignoring it but knowing him he would go all commanding officer on your ass and you just didn't need that. You slipped the phone in your hand.

"Hello Cas"

"What the fuck do you think your upto?!" you winced oh yes definitely his officer voice

"What do you mean? look I know mum told you and if your just going to yell at me then fuck off okay? they needed someone"

"Then they should find someone, but not my little fucking little sister...Your still a little baby"

"Don't call me baby alright? Jesus Cas I do have my own life you know? I can do what I want!" he scoffed you could feel him shaking his head

"But-but with him how the fuck? your going to get hurt sis you know that don't you? please please please tell them no, say something came up and you have to come home" you growled

"NO! ABSOLUTLY NOT!" you looked around seeing people stop and stare as you shouted down the phone to your over zealous brother.you quickly tucked your self into your shoulders.

"No I will not let them down! I signed the contract and I'm doing it! I'm keeping my word and you know what I am fucking enjoying myself! You know being an adult cos funny enough that's what I am...I thought you'd be happy for me?" he grunted

"I am happy for you! but I'm also worried, your about to be in the fucking spotlight y/n don't you see that? interviews, award shows the whole nine yards! and with no fucking preparation! no one in your corner!" you scoffed

"Oh thank so I'm on my own? because I haven't packed it in and come home like a good girl? is that what your saying? huh how dare I go and do something for myself by myself?!" he groaned and huffed down the phone you heard a thump he had obviously just hit something.

"That’s is not what I'm saying and you know it! I always have you back just like the others you know that! I'm worried for you...I love you y/n...I don't want to see you crushed..The media are cruel and the fan base can be crueler...Please just tell me that you thought this through." you took a deep calming breath and nodded covering your eyes and leaned on your elbow on the table.

"I have...Tomasz and Lauren; the director and producer...They are releasing it in a way to let people know that if I hadn't stepped in then there would be no season two so that's one brownie point...And Henry and Joey are also on board helping me, they are mentoring me along the way and-" Casper hummed

"I'm also worried about him to...I don't want you caught up with him, I know what you think of him but he is still a man and they are only after-" you suddenly got very angry at what he was insinuating.

"Casper! Dont you fucking go there! I know bloody well what you fucking think? for fuck sake you and the others made damn sure I would die a fucking spinster, never had a fucking boyfriend cos of that stupid 'boys want one thing' bullshit at this point I wouldn't even know what to do with one! so just drop it!" he sighed it was something that all the brothers shared guilt over, they had isolated you, stopped you from having that first love and heartbreak now you were terrified of intimacy and the thought of needing someone in our life...

They knew it was their fault in some overprotective male bullshit they had basically given you a complex and ruined prospect of marriage and a family. They each regretted it and wanted to go back and change it but they can't. And it wasn't just boys they kept you away from girls to, ones they thought would lead you astray embarrassing you by showing up at teen parties and dragging you home kicking and screaming in front of your friends at eight at night trying to protect your virtue wanting what was best for you leaving you now a twenty seven year old virgin...Not by choice they had kicked the shit out of anyone who fucking blinked in your direction to this day you were still bitter about it and rightfully so.

They were out of line and should have known better, even your parents pulled them up and had many talks about it warning that they were going to give you a complex and issues later on but they never listened and there were to many of them for your mum and dad to really keep track and keep an eye on.

"Look Cas please just trust me I...If I'm going to make mistakes let me decide which ones to make okay? I'm happy and I'm going to be careful...I know you have my best interests at heart but at some point I've got to..." he sighed sadly he knew where you was coming from they had suffocated you growing up and now you were naive and that was their fault and just made them worry more and more becoming one huge nasty cycle. They want you to be happy and settle down but they still saw you as the baby sister who needed her knights in shinning Armour! And they wasn't ready to let anyone else be your hero.

"Please Casper...Just tell me your with me? That you think I can do it? I really need my family right now to just have my back" you closed your eyes feeling a huge weight on your back, you loved each and every one of your brothers and always wanted to make them proud but it was hard when your the baby of the family, you know they all mean well but...Well they are men and idiots fucking, children if your honest. You took a deep breath waiting to hear his reply.

"I've got your back Titch, always got your back and I trust you...And if-if you do get close to him and want to ...You know go for it....But same thing goes I don't care if he is a big star he fucking upsets you I will break his legs! Okay? Anyway enough of that...Don't need to think of you doing the nasty...So who you playing anyway? mum couldn't remember" you sighed in relief at least Cas would back you up when the others found out.

"keira...I'm playing keira...Did a shoot today its going to be in the trailer...Think they are releasing it tomorrow sometime so keep your eyes peeled..." you smiled you heard someone in the back ground say something ad Casper grunt and swear

"Whats wrong cas?"

"Fucking recruits locked in the boiler room...Fucking tit honestly how I'm going to manage this lot I don't have a clue...Think I should send them to Kane...He'd fucking make them shit themselves" you laughed as he mentioned your stoic eldest brother who had a bit of a reputation for being a hard ass...Well a hard ass with a stick up his ass. He was good in the army terrified the newbies, if at least one didn't piss himself on the first day then Kane wasn't doing his job right..

"Oh god your not loosing your touch are you?" he swore at you grumbling

"No I'm not you cheeky little shit!" you giggled at his remark knowing the teasing meant there was no hard feelings and continued.

"weelll I don't know...Didn't scare me on the phone earlier and if it was Kane well...Yeah Kane is Kane" he hummed in reply before carrying on in a sly voice

"Well that’s cos you think that your not gonna face me for a while but I’m on leave in two months...And you never know your only gonna be in London~" you faltered the smug grin dropped

"What the- how'd you know?" he chuckled

"Mum gave each of us your schedule from when you got the job with Tee she knew we'd want to know sooo I'm guessing that things are gonna be the same, your in Scotland now then home in sturry and the rest in London...Not that far any way I'm off take care, be safe and I will see you soon~" you groaned into the phone

"Okay then see you soon? Love you miss you already"

"Love you to Titch" he hung up and you sighed well...that wasn't so bad? was it? you smiled moving to clear up your bowl an exited the tent just missing the down trodden Henry who had just left the tent himself.

Henry was devastated after spending an hour or so hold up in his trailer sulking playing what he heard over and over again trying to work out who you were talking to he had lost hope. He had summarized that you had a boyfriend. After not hearing from Henry for over an hour when he said he’d text, Joey decided to pop over and had sat and listened as Henry was explaining what he had just heard.

Henry was nearly in tears he wanted to shout he felt so? so? what hurt? he was upset and embarrassed he had made a fool of himself and for what? You had a boyfriend fuck knowing his luck a fucking husband!

"No I'm sure you heard wrong Henry Tee said she isn't seeing anyone" Henry growled

"Yeah well shes fucking wrong! I know what I heard Joey! they argued her and this 'CaSpEr' he didn't want her to be here! or or do anything by the sounds of it a right dick head...She popped off at him...From what she said he must have ordered her home...Fucking cunt!...What kind of a name is Casper any way sounds like a fucking prick! and then by the end 'LoVe YoU MiSs YoU AlReAdY' and they must be serious cos she was all like 'how I need my family around me' so he is already family I've got no chance Joey! The one girl that catches my eye after all this time and shes fucking taken! Fuck how could I be so stupid...You know I'm lucky I heard and didn't make a complete fool of myself and ask her to come out with us! god why can't things just fuck?...ugh!" Joey watched hesitantly he hadn't seen Henry like this before...kal was curled up smothering him and he looked crushed. Joey sighed and pulled out his phone texting Tee again explaining things.

"Casper? was that the name?" Henry nodded still furious with himself he lifted a hand up.

"What the-Joey what are you doing? look fucking leave it its done move on...She'd never like me for me anyway, They all just want a fucking superman!" Joey scoffed

"Always so fucking dramatic-AHAH! Henry you fucktard!...Wow okay fuck you know I'd leave it, fuck that..Shes a lost cause I say" Henry sat up sharply making Kal groan a jump down to the floor with an indignant huff.

"W-what did she reply? whats wrong?" Joey cleared his throat re reading the text

"Henry she has siblings...A lot of siblings"

"Yeah and I have a few siblings I don't see how thats relevant?"

"No your not with me Henry. She is the youngest of nine....Shes got eight older brothers Casper is one of them...She was talking to her brother who is in the army" Henry blinked..siblings? Oh....Well shit he didn't even think..But yes that would make sense..wow he fucked up, and lost a chance to get to know her by throwing a temper tantrum like a spoilt little boy.

"Her brother?..In the army that's why she said she misses him...That would explain....Shit I fucked up"

"Yes you did! royally! you know Anya and Freya are expecting her to show tomorrow and its like nine at night so you can't exactly go ask now you fucking twat....My god such a child hang on Mama Joey will fix this but you owe me!" Joey sighed and quickly started texting Tee Henry moved looking over the mans shoulder watching as he typed letting Tee know what they had planned she replied instantly agreeing with lots of winky faces and eggplant emojis?.

"There all sorted Tee will invite her out and we will all casually bump into one another...And for fuck sake find out her brothers names so we don't have this again! Jesus!" Henry looked down sheepishly now ashamed of his reaction, it wasn't like him to sulk or as his mum would put it 'throw his toys out of the pram' Henry leaned over hugging the singer tight

"Thank you Joey...I really do owe you....And sorry for the sulking and bitching...Just you know I really like her, and I want this to...I just got a feeling about her...I-I think she could be the one...Never got this wound tight over a woman before and...And I don't want to fuck this up!" Joey smiled and stood up.

"Well to late for that my friend however I am here to help you know that! so is Anya and Tee and Freya if Anya has anything to say about it, you'll be a couple by the end of filming I'm sure of it...Hell when the betting starts im putting money down!” henry rolled his eyes pushing Joey a bit he laughed then began again

“Look your half way there she is a fan, just gotta get her out of the whole 'Henry Cavill movie star' mind set down to a more intimate 'Henry Cavill my sexy colleague who I want to fuck-OUCH FUCK! HE-HENRY! H-HEY NO PITCHING!" Henry laughed it was true he just had to get over the initial 'oh my god its superman' then things will be easier to manage...if he can control his own nerves that is. Henry gave Joey on final hug as the singer left thanking him and closed the door resting his back on the door taking a deep breath then jumpers the three steps up to the 'living area' and fist pumped the air having a little moment.

"Fucking Get In!! did you see that Kal!?! Daddy has a date with Tinks!!! hey you hear me buddy? tinks and daddy are having lunch!!...Okay well not a date but we are having lunch....Fuck...What should I wear boy?....cant go to dressed up...but sweats are...no....Shit! Kal son I've got fuck all to wear...I DIDN'T PREPARE FOR THIS!!" Kal barely batted and eye lid at his human as he ran to the closet in a panic ripping through his clothes wanting to find something suitable. Kal yawned and looked to the huge bed in the back of the home away from home and huffed, Henry would be at this all night fussing over matching his body wash shampoo and conditioner scent and after shave...Not that he can shave but a bit of smelly never hurt to entice the ladies.

"Kal?KAL?! Coconut or Lynx Africa?!" Kal blinked and turned on the spot and stretched yawning slowly away from Henry making the man sigh. With one huge leap Kal landed on the empty bed, if Henry wasn't going to use it then its no use letting the comfy spot go to waste, the Akita made a loud snort as he flopped down closing his eyes, when Henry got like this Kal just tried to ignore him, the human would tire himself out eventually until then Kal would get some shut eye. he peeked one last time seeing his dad who scrabbled about yanking out clothes sniffing them to see if they were clean or not, he shrugged digging through the tops he swore he packed a dark blue button up! and he was determined to find it even if it took all night!

#henry cavill x reader #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill fic #henry cavill x y/n #henry cavill x you #geralt of rivia #geralt x reader #geralt x y/n

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latinozevran-archive · 3 years

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okay finally making thorough post abt sgrs ending for just future reference for anyone if they are interested in watching bc i do think its important to know first.. tried to keep it as spoiler free as possible other than the obvious and sry for the length kajshdf but anyways i am going to put the rest under a read more ♥️ and cw incest mention

ok i am gonna try to make this as comprehensible as possible i have had a few stabs at this already w friends so hope this goes well bc there's a lot to unpack abt this but the first thing to understand abt it is 1) imo the twist u are given is ABSOLUTELY a fucking lie and given the amnt of times i have now seen the show i feel very confident in this, and 2) it is a very easy scene to note the start of and then skip which i will mention @ the end..

all right so no stalling getting into the twist itself and then uh. explaining after. but first assuming no context for what sgrs is about:

the story is largely abt like family what it means etc following the course of one mans life! he has an adopted daughter child of ex-beard and ex-man he was in love with his whole life who passed away and they have a very complicated difficult relationship and a major part of s2 is about them beginning to repair that as they both get older and what happens when she has a baby and he actually finds himself unexpectedly loving being a grandfather and it being like his second chance to have a child in his life and treat him with the warmth and kindness he failed to show his daughter when she was younger but also just spoiling him rotten in true grandparent fashion askfhksndbf... it is all very sweet and moving. thing abt mr baby is his mom has him on her own no father in the picture it provides at one point an explanation for who the bio father may be with somewhat of an implication that may not rly be who it is i am so sorry if you can already see where this is going promise there will only be like one more sentence of this and then i can explain AKSJD.

THUS the mind numbingly evil bit is a side character at the end going up to the daughter years after protags death and going wink wink u know all this time i must admit i had a theory abt who your sons father was.. and this evil little man rly suggests the protag was her sons father like jfc and of course bc the authors evil she rly left it w konatsu just going well >:) whos to say. i am never gonna answer that question tho.

OKAY SO ONTO LIKE CONTEXT bc i had none when i first watched and i will say this sent me spiraling a bit my god my god.

FIRST THING. i do wanna explain why its a plain ass lie but i also need to clarify in no way is it excusable as a writing decision.. the author is a supremely fucked up woman who i do not intend to excuse for anything she has written esp this and my take on her um. decision making here was more like a fucked up reference to evil tropes than utilizing them herself bc i wouldnt put it past her to have done that frankly but it wouldve had to simply be a different story than it was. absolutely no quarrel w someone who doesnt want to watch it given all this like it really is... yeah. also no need to touch the manga the animes better anyways lol

2) ok if u are still reading... i think context for who is saying what is very important it is a man who you are consistently told has had it out for the protagonist for YEARS and really is shown to have something just a little off about him the evil shit he will sometimes say out of the blue building up to this... he is NOT framed as a reliable source of info. secondly like konatsu truly is his daughter man her freakishly evasive reply if it were abt anything else truly would be funny i hate it here

3) i am not gonna bother listing all the reasons it is false bc it would be way too long unless anyone wants 2 ask me further but highlight reel how much of the story is abt their parent child dynamics, the fact that he was.. in love w her father and helped raise her a bit with him even when he was still alive, just about every other thing abt their relationship and also his relationship with his grandson, etc... and also the fact that lying and shaping narratives of a life is um . a major element of the story and for someone to kind of pathetically attempt to do that after kikuhiko's death is definitely intentional

4) LASTLY it is tempting to think the story is in 2 parts bc s1 feels like such an isolated story u would think part 2 is maybe only partially related but i promise it isnt and changes the meaning of season 1 fairly significantly so if this seems like it is something u are up for i would definitely recommend watching them both season 2 really is very good otherwise and also wanna stress this is not like. the Ending of sgrs this is an individual scene in the last episode that is upsetting enough to overshadow everything else if ur unprepared but in the grand scheme of things far from the most important plot thing going on

AND THE THING I PROMISED UP TOP: if u actually do watch, there is a scene that starts w konatsu and higuchi sitting down having a conversation, nothing super important happens u can either skip the conversation altogether or specifically once they are alone bc the kids are there for a bit, and thats it :)

THANK U FOR READING... HAVE FUN STAY SAFE

#o #shouwa genroku rakugo shinjuu #HI SORRY HERE IT IS #HOPEFULLY THIS IS ALL LIKE. LEGIBLE. MONSTER OF A POST THAT IT IS #ik i am posting this at this hr i might rb it tmo akshdkfkfbf

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jinxthequeergirl · 4 years

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1-20 for Ash since he's your groovy boy.

I'M CRYING THE TERM "YOUR GROOVY BOY" MADE MY HEART MELT TO A PUDDLE (i've had a real shit day this is the only think keeping me sane)

In other news i wasn't sure if you meant like 1 through 20 or like just 1 & 20 so i went with the first option just so i could talk about him more(1 through 19 cause two where pretty much the same) I also made sure to make sure this was as gender natural as possible so

Enjoy

1: Cuddling

Ahakakab

Ok firstly Ash?

Biggest cuddlier ever

He just loves the close contact

Spoon wise

He is the big spoon cause he feels like even when sleeping hes protecting you

He also likes two other ways

A: His head on your chest with your arms around him

Because lets face it he also deserves to feel safe and protected

B: facing you with yout limbs in a tangle

Cause he likes to look at/ admire you

You look so peaceful its one of his favorite sights

2: kissing + Favorite kiss

Ash can be a pretty rough kisser

Almost kinda like a "we might die and or never see eachother again so this is my last chance to do this" type of kiss

Sometimes you have to remind him slow down and that everything is ok and as it should be

When he remembers that hes a very passionate kisser

Like he kisses you slowly but just rough enough to be perfection

She said sighing wistfully

They can also be really playful

He'll dip you while kissing you

But also he peppers kisses all over your face while tickling you

his favorite kisses are french and neck kisses

3: Injured

He likes to make jokes about it

To lighten the mood

Just cause seeing you worried about him breaks his heart

But also to make himself feel better and help to not worry bout it to much

He secretly likes getting injured

You're always so sweet and gentel with him

And you give him special treatments ( ;) ya know what i mean?)

He also pretends he doesn't like it when you kiss his injuries cause its "childish"

But he loves it

When you are injured however its a completely diffrent story

Hes not as calm and collected as you can be

Hes angry, worried and very guilty

You can tell he blames himself because he doesn't crack any jokes like usual and hes always very quiet while he's trying to patch you up

"Kiss me better?" You ask

That makes him smile and he kisses your injuries softly just like you would

You don't blame him and you tell him that much

4:First Date

Ashely J. Williams is not

A fancy man

classy

Or a rich man

He's not one for flashy/fancy dinner dates

Your first date was some sort of take out

In his trailer

You actually really enjoyed it

Only because he made it enjoyable

After dinner the two of you kinda just laied on the floor and talked

Which was weird for ash cause he was more of a

Take someone on a date and get down to bussnies type of guy

But he actually felt connected enough to just sit and chat

5: First kiss

It happens on the hood of the delta on your second date

You where sitting there star gazing

Just talking again and when you looked over you saw him staring at you

"What?"

"Nothing...it's just...your so amazing.."

You only laugh at him

Before suddenly you felt his lips on yours stopping you

That was one of the first and only times hes ever taken his time kissing you

It was one of those gentel kisses that you just melted into

He cupped your cheek with his hand and his other pulled you closer

It was one where when he pulled away you chased after it not wanting it to end

*cheifs kiss* twas perfection

6:Training

Ash really did his best to keep you out of that part of his life

He didn't want any one else he cared about dying on him because of it

He loved you to much

But it came to a point where he decided it was better to be safe then sorry

He taught you how to use the boom stick

And you quickly became pretty handy with it

That along with teaching yourself how to use a series of other tools

Like knifes and axes

He found it really attractive to watch you work like that

7: akward moment

The first really akward moment between you was probably the use of "i love you" too soon

To be fair though everyone thought they where about to die

So when ash blurted "I love you!"

And found that you where still intact

It was slightly uncomfortable in the room for everyone when you responded with

"You've never said that to me before."

And nothing else

Not that you didn't love him back

You where just unprepared for it to happen like that

After avoiding eachother him mainly trying to play it off as if he didn't say that

And acting as if Ash williams never told prople he loved them

Once you finally git fed up enough with it you had to basically yell it back to him

He was very relieved and happy to hear it

8: Fighting

Fights can go one of two ways usually

One being no one gets anywhere ever in the argument

Your both so stuborn

And ash being ash who hates to admit when he's wrong and never owns up to his own actions

Just makes you more angry

Making the argument get heated further

This type of fight usually ends in an angry make out session where your both apologizing like crazy

The other way is again ash being ash

But instead making you cry

This ends the argument pretty quickly because the only thing that can make him own up to any thing is you crying

You tend to use this strategy a lot in order to keep him quite

But sometimes it can really make you cry

He always apologizes right away and pulls you in for a tight hug where he kisses the top of your head

And wipes away your tears

You both actually hate fighting and hate that it ever (though rarely) gets to that point

9:crying

Like I've mentioned before

Ash cannot stand the sight of his baby in pain of any type

Crying is one of the worst things hes ever had to deal with in his life

And hes delt with a lot

His only goal in life is to make sure you are happy, healthy and safe

He's also kinda shit when it comes to dealing with emotions

He won't ask whats wrong right away

Just kinda stand there awkwardly attempting to make you laugh

When and if that doesn't work he'll finally sit down next to you and put a protective arm around you and ask whats wrong

If you don't wanna talk?

Thats ok hes there when you're ready to

Hes not leaving any time soon until your happy again

He'll hold you close to him

Pulling you into his lap to hold you properly

And just lets you cry

When you do tell him whats the matter

Bet your ass that its taken care of right away

Cause anything that makes his perfect partner cry? Dosen't even get the right to exsist anymore

10: sleeping

You better believe ash has nightmares

And feels bad for waking you because of them

But you're very well aware it can be hard for him to sleep

So you are more than happy to stay awake with him for as long as it takes

Even if that means until the sun rises

Or you fall asleep in his lap hes ok with that its the thought that counted

Nights like that are nights when he likes to cuddle you with his head on your chest

You'll kiss his head, smooth his hair

And even sometimes talk or hum to him to calm him down

That usually does the trick of getting him back to sleep for a little while

Sometimes he'll wake up gently and find you peacefully asleep beside him

And he'll kiss your cheek, cover you up and lay back down

Cause knowing your still safe is enough to help him sleep too!

11: bathing/ showering

I don't think ash would get or understand the want and need for a bath

But if you can convince him to take at least one with you

Boom

Thats all he'll ever wanna do

Man has never once in his life had time to sit and relax

But this is something else

To have you with him to

Either sitting across him

Or laying against him makes it Much more enjoyable

Baths are very rare very special occasion things though

Showering is a more often occurance and also a spontaneous thing

And its a plus cause its not Always a sex thing with him

It can be a nice and romantic thing as well

Especially on rough days when he wants to relax in the shower but also talk

Your there to keep him company

12: First time

Honestly the first time was well into your relationship with each other

And it happened in the Delta

It wasn't like rough, extremely passionate or even a serious matter

It was More fun and... vanilla with lots of laughter

It was sweet

The purest form of sex honestly is when you can laugh and or talk during it

And you two being the two people you are

Plus car sex being a horrible idea to begin with

Made it all the funnier but better

I don't think ash ever knew you could actually have like legitamie fun doing it

Just another thing you helped him realize

His heart like seriously skipped a beat hearing you laugh the way you had that night

Yet another reason he knew he loved you

13: soft spot/ weakness

Ash's soft spots include

Tummy

Hips

Neck

Jaw

And that lil spot behind the ear but just under it

Kiss him there and hes Tapped out

Ashes weaknesses are

His partner just in general

If you've been with him this long

He warships you

Definitely an ass/leg guy though

Wear something reveling enough tonshow case both ass and leg

K.o.

14:Pregnancy/ Birth

You wouldn't ever have to worry about ash not wanti g to be a dad or not

So you'd tell him almost right away

Ash is gonna get teary eyed

He'll make some jokes

But he will get watery eyes

And you know how happy new dads get when they find out they are gonna be a dad?

That whole "I'm gonna be a dad!? I'M GONNA BE A DAD!"

Yea 100% ash

Hes lifting you off the floor and spinning you around cheering

About how theres gonna be a lilttle Ash jr. Running around

Hes definitely the kinda guy who likes to talk to the mommy tummy all the time

Bump or not

Everything is suddenly about the baby

Hes always on the look out for baby things

Buys everything

Hes probably the dad who wants to mix the parents names together and name the baby that

Which is kinda gid awful and you tell him that

If its a girl you agree to name her Cheryl after his sister

Which lowkey makes him teary eyes again

You agree to let him pick the boy name though

He jokes about picking names like...idk hulk or something

But you picked a meaningful name he wants to do the same

You can trust him with that much

When the baby is born

He almost refuses to let it go

Hes got that new dad worry/ slash haze

"Where are they taking them?"

"Are they ok!?"

Loses his shit when the baby does grabby hands and holds his prosthetic finger

Hes so proud of his new kick ass family

15:Touching

When ash touches you its usually soft, slow and gentle

No matter what

That’s it

He lets his fingers gently run across your skin

Mainly because 👏he 👏worships👏you👏

And you deserve to be treated like the holy entity he sees you as

He hold your hand firmly though as not to lose you

16 : Undressing:

Its either slowly piece by piece

Taking his time to do so

Or extremely fast

17 what “turns them on” :

ash is horny by nature

do anything around him when hes in the right mood easy enough

but other than that ash likes being in control of situations

makes him feel powerful

so give that man even the slightest bit of power and hes ready

he also finds it supper attractive when you are in charge and calling all the shots

18 domestic life

once everything with deadits is finally over and is at peace

the first thing ash does is marry you

then moves you to Jacksonville Florida likes hes always wanted

then thats where you would have your baby

the both of you get good jobs

send your kid(s) to good schools

all of yours childrens friends love being around ash and hearing him tell stories

19 farewell/ how they say goodbye

he always gives you a good solid kiss

before softly telling you to have a good day and to not miss him to much

hes always extra careful to throw in one last quick peck on the lips or cheek before you leave

#ash williams x reader #ashley williams x reader #evil dead x reader #horror x reader #horror imagine #slasher x reader #slasher imagine

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mixedsnape · 3 years

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I'm illiterate and just listened to the audio books so i probably missed it but what did dumbledore do please rant to your heart's content

sklfjfdk i accidenyl exited the page so now i gotta rewrite everything, theres probrably more, but its late.

left harry alone on the doorstep of relatives he doesnt fucking know int he muddle of the night, as an infant, without consulting anyone and against the wishes of another proffessor.

i will reiterate, did no legal checks, barely a background check (which he then disregards) and then doesnt fucking check on the kid again for 11 years.

had arabella figg spy on harry meaning either he knew how harry was being treated adn ignored it or arabella was an unreliable spy which he would have known

the special boy can play dlying murder soccer at 11 no problem, but you need parent permission to go tot he little village apparently

would have know sirius was innocent or at leave could have gotten him a fair trial because fukcing everyone got a trial, bellatrix got a trial, wha tt he fuck

keeps information from harry to get him to do what he wants basically, straight up said that eventually he was keeping shit from him because he accidently started caring about him meaning he said Whoops my

everything to do with the philosophers stone, if we ignore the fact that he was basically baiting harry into there, he still placed a dangeorus artefact surounded by dangerous traps to lure a dangerous man into a school full of children who, as we see, could easily get past them (or, yknow, fucking die like the trio almost did)

similarly, set the mirror of erised there, knowing anyone could come across it when its been known to drive people mad

kept the school open with a fucking bassilisk on the loose, what the fuck, he was alive and teaching the last time that happened, he was there for moaning myrtles death

locked sirius, yknow the abuse victim with the 12 years of trauma, in the house he was uuuuuh abuse in? like, there were other places he could have none, literally any black property, out of the country, any other house that could be hidden, literally.

allowed hagrid to teach, like i like hagrid hes cool but he literally can not be trusted to run a classroon, he brought a fuckign illegal dragon into the school

allowed teachers to dole out bullshit punishments includign sending 11 year olds into the forbidden forest at night, locking a 13 year old out of the dorms while a mass murderer is on the loose and doing nothing (presumably) about a grown man trasnfiguring a child into a ferret

no, seriously, letting 11 year olds wander around the murder forest int he dead of night searching for whatevers MURDERING THE FUKCING UNICORNS

is so clearly biased towards gryfindors, its wild

continued to send abused students back to their homes, no matter how much they begged to stay at hogwarts

treated 11 year old abuse victim grew up in london during ww2 tom riddle like a fucking evil mastermind from the first time they met instead of like, getting the kid therapy.

high key, even if he didn’t trust tom riddle, letting him teach at hogwarts would have given him a way to directly supervise him at all times!

*gestures towards lockhart*

*gestures towards grindlewald*

*gestures towards the dementors*

shld have snapped the elder wand in half, but thats just a pet peeve

allowed remus to teach without insuring he would be taking his wolfsbane and having no safely measures in place for when he didnt, putting the whole school in danger

in my opinion, his ignoring and avoiding harry during 5th year and not fucking helping him or telling him shit directly led to harry and co storming the ministry, going right into a trap and sirius fucking dying.

did jack shit about hte marauders almost bullying, sexually assulting adn almost killing severus, and who knows who else they treated like that, and continued to downplay their abuse until he fuckign died.

prepared no one for his fuckign deaht, wow

groomed harry, a child, to die, as a child, with no knowledge as to why he had to sacrafice his life until the very last moment. lets be honest, the final battle could have happpened at any age for harry and dumbledore would have let him fucking die.

had the same general low regard fro muggles as teh rest of the wizarding world

employed filch, the functionally disabled squib, to be the glorified janitor of a magic school.

did nothing to help harry during the triwizard tournament thing which is pretty fucking wack considering he was 14 and completely unprepared.

doesnt tell harry jack shit. doesnt tell anyone ajck shit.

in general acts like an abusive father figure who does whatever the fuck he wants no matter how much it hirts others because its For The Greater Good. no im not projecting, shut up.

also heres a long as reddit thing about why dumbledore sucks that i have been recomended but havent read through

#whoop whoop #cannibal.me #pechaberi

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aw-eather · 4 years

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Heather Watches SG1 s7ep17&18: Heroes pt1 and pt2

Watched 23/06/2020

Well here we go friends. I’m torturing myself for the sake of making y’all laugh and also because I have a LOT of feelings about this two parter and NONE of them are good. I can’t be the only one so lets see who else agrees with me!

This is about to get long and very swear word heavy so avert your eyes if you aren’t into that <3 Just letting you know I use some VERY strong language this post. I’m Australian so the word isn’t uncommon for us to use and we use it as a term of endearment in some parts too but I just wanted y’all to know.

This turned into the biggest one I’ve ever done too with 362 dot points... read if you dare

Well here we go

I’m probably gonna cry a lot

I love Saul Rubinek.

I adore him in Warehouse 13

Artie Neilson is like the dad I didn’t have

but fuck me if I don’t hate Emmet

This WHOLE two parter is pointless and just serves to kill of a character that didn’t need to die

Anyway getting into that a little early on

Fuck the defence department.

You haven’t spoken to Space Dad of Texas

The most unorthodox

JFC this ass hole

I’m calling him AssHole for the rest of the episodes

Of course they don’t want them here, he’s a dick

Hammond’s little smile

This whole episode feels sombre and sad

and we’re three minutes into the two parter

this whole thing is about to fall to shit

credits

i’m not even excited for the credits

because I’m hurting

last time I watched this I’d started crying the second it started so I’m doing much better this time

I love watching them go up the ramp to the gate

its nice

end credits

NO ONE ASKED YOU SAUL

that was a bomb

but NO ONE ASKED YOU

And Teryl Rothery as Dr. Janet Fraiser

FUCK OFF

He doesn’t have time

He’s busy

Lol coughed on his hand and went to shake Saul’s hand

dead

memos... as if Jack’s ever read one of those

Sam is so awkward

I love her so much

It is nothing short of extraodinary

she is nothing short of extraordinary and we know this

but again

NOT ONE ASKED YOU ASSHOLE

and grand empress of scifi

grand empress of my heart

goof ball

the list goes on

god she’s so awkward’

but so adorable

Thats fine

please annoy Daniel

What was it like to be dead ffs

TRANSCENDED? DID YOU PAY ANY ATTENTION???

What else is he supposed to say?! He DIED he doesn’t REMEMBER ANYTHING

Daniel’s right

Its fascinating

LOL DANIEL YOU STUPID IDIOT THATS HILARIOUS

I love Daniel when he’s pissing off people i hate

Bill <3

Personal microwave oven... nice

And its only taken you 7 years

so glad you did though

Odd that he was on fire

but we never see that happen any other times

“He does this all the time” poor Siler

Sam looks so happy when talking technobable and about her doohickeys.

I adore her

And honestly all that shits fascinating

still 32 minutes left...

honestly if it weren’t for me talking about Janets death, I’d never watch these again.

They are genuinely some of the worst episodes of SG1

I said what I said

“Sure. Its really cool. Steam comes out of it and everything”

She’s gonna kill someone

WALTER

Thats right

FUCK OFF SAUL

DOESN’T MEAN THERE WASN’T ANY GOA’ULD HERE RECENTLY

I love that they take odds

but this scene is only here to set up the character that is the reason Janet dies

because Janet shouldn’t have been off base

but we’re not going to talk about that are we?

The episode would have played out the same if this man had died

Anyone can die in war

Doesn’t matter if they’re a parent etc

but nah

we gotta -

sorry I’ll stop

SHE’S SO HOT

JACK YOU IDIOT

As if he read the memo

THERE SHOULD BE A CAKE

Obviously he can’t tell you much because he was DEAD

OMG TEAL’C

HE’S NOT SAYING A WORD

BECAUSE HE FUCKING HATES THIS GUY MORE THAN I DO

SAUL SHUT UP

LITERALLY NO ONE CARES

GO HOME

“Dr Jackson is going to die when he sees this”

“What again?”

my dude you have NO idea

This is what happens when you go poking around

you get ambushed

because it was all a fucking set up

no explination of WHO set them up tho... it was just a set up

what

joke

wooooooow

they took it out with a WALL

NOT THIS FUCKING ARSE HOLE

KINSEY JUST PISS OFF

WE DON’T LIKE YOU

WE DON’T WANT YOU

GO SUCK A ROTTEN TOMATO

EVEN SAUL IS BORED OF YOU

AND HE’S THE MOST BORING MAN I’VE EVER MET

leave Jack alone

YES JACK

Its not slander if its TRUE YOU WANKER

NO YOU HAVE NOT

PAST AND PRESENT YOU ASS

JFC

Who cares what the president wants

I am 90% sure Jack just called Kinsey a limp dick and I’ve never been prouder?

“deep and unyielding love for you, sir” SHUT UP JACK YOU GOOSE

Well Mr Bregman can such a toe

Fancy arguing with Space Dad from Texas

OH FUCK OFF SAUL

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

NO ONE CARES

HAMMOND IS RIGHT

PEOPLE ARE GOING TO DIE IF YOU’RE THERE

PEOPLE ARE GOING TO GET HURT

YOU HAVE NO RIGT TO BE THERE

Sam joking around with Teal’c is so sweet

I love them and their friendship so much

Gah!

OF COURSE THERE IS A CHANCE THINGS WILL GO WRONG YOU NARCACISTIC FUCK

ITS LIKE TO GO MORE WRONG WITH YOU THERE

I’M SORRY I’M YELLING SO MUCH I JUST HATE HIM WITH MY ENTIRE BODY.

Well is he wrong?

Because you’re an absolute arse, thats why it doesn’t matter

Shots of your ass serve us all well O’Neill

“How do you feel about Colonel O’Neill”

She wishes to kiss him, sir.

And potentially much more but we shall no discuss that here

He is amazing

Time outside of work... what are you insinuating

Good cover

Like family

First and foremost her superior officer

Secondly your LOVER

because I pretend Pete doesn’t exist right now

OH THIS SCENE

Actually that was pretty cute Daniel

And you’re right it is fascinating

At some action?

So you can be a dick and use peoples death as entertainment?

Fuck me

His job is the inscriptions

seriously fuck this guy

I love how Sam’s face goes from he’s right its boring to aww Daniel, he didn’t :O

I love their friendship

But it nearly could have cause people like oh, I don’t know, YOUR BOYFRIEND, SAMANTHA, stalk people

shouldn’t have stayed as long as you did

if y’all hadn’t stayed

this wouldn’t have happened

Janet my love

I’m crying

wow Jack has been hurt a fuck tonne

he didn’t give permission

Saul is an ass

I’m literally fighting tears right now

I fucking love her so much

You never know what to expect but you do such a good job sweetie

I’m so proud of you

The more she talks the more proud of her I am

and the more of a loss it truly is that she goes

because she’s fucking incredible and she has so much heart

her little laugh fucking STOP

My heart is literally breaking

AND DR FRAISER

STOP

THEY WOULDN’T HAVE JUST WALKED INTO AN AMBUSH LIKE THAT ON ANY OLD DAY

WHY NOW

WHO WROTE THIS FUCKING SHIT

FUCK OFF SAUL

THIS IS RIDICULOUS

HER GIGGLE STOP I LOVE HER

SHE DESERVED MORE

DO NOT GO

JANET NO STAY

BABY

and we end there to go to part two

this episode felt weird

it feels like is a drama inside a drama does that make sense?

It kinda feels like 200

like it feels fake and like its about to cut to a shot of them sitting around a table, flabergasted and with their heads in their hands

So Robert C. Cooper wrote it

I just wanna talk buddy... just wanna talk

THEY AIRED THIS FUCKER THE DAY BEFORE VALENTIES DAY?!?! WTF SYFY?!

Alright starting episode 2

SAUL FUCK OFF YOU CAN’T BE THERE

JANET BABY DON’T GOOOOOOO

I AM CRYING

I have my pillow pet who is named Janet

She was a gag gift about 7 years ago and I was watching SG1 at the time

but also she just looked like a Janet

She’s become a staple in my life and I love her

Anyway she always gets me through these episodes

credits

still not into it right now

should have skipped them this episode tbh

end credits

Ordered chocolate cake

it arrived

i’m happy with this choice

I don’t give a fuck about them deciding what happens in the fucking video

Good answer Daniel

I could also watch Major Carter’s head talk all day

They didn’t stand a fucking chance out there

They ran into that situation totally unprepared

which they would never have done normally

this whole two parter is fucking bull shit

and then they pit Jack and Janet against each other... like who are we gonna be more upset to lose in this moment

Fuck Jack

baby noooo

I can’t take this episode ffs

Lol Walter being cute

Get out of there

You cunt

get that fucking camera off

fuck this guy

no Sam

fuck off

leave her alone

punch him in the face

oh Sam honey I’m so sorry

she lost her best friend

FUCK OF SAUL

JESUS

HER BEST FRIEND JUST DIED

SHE’S IN PAIN

YOU DO NOT GET TO DICTATE WHETHER PEOPLE GET FILMED WHEN SHE’S CLEARLY IN PAIN

I’LL TURN YOU OFF YOU FUCKING ARSE HOLE FUCK YOU

don’t sit there all upset like your day has been ruined

And now we have them making us think Jack died so that we worry about him the entire episode instead of Janet

because who cares about her right?

FUCKING WOOLSEY

I literally just screamed

i hate him

this episode can’t get any FUCKING WORSE

I also question the decision.

No offence Space Dad of Texas

but it doens’t make sense that you chose to do what you did

I’m sorry but it doesn’t

FUCK OOOOOOFFFF WOOOSLEY

Hammond visiting Carter <3

Ah Barrett

So Woolsey is a corrupt piece of shit

Whoda thunk it

I’m crying again

Poor Hammond

Poor Sam

Talking at the memorial man

OH GOOD MORE WOOLSEY

BECAUSE THIS EPISODE ISN’T GOOD ENOUGH...

Fuck him

And the truth is that you’re a dick, moving on

Daniel has a point... and I hate saying that but he has a point

I love Sam

Daniel doesn’t give a fuck

Go Daniel I’m proud of you

OH NOT SAUL AND THE F U C K I N G CAMERA

NO PISS OFF

This is cruel

to make us see her death

to show us her literal dead body was too fucking much

I’m sorry but this would have been just as powerful if Simons had died

Hes a good kid

but this would have had the same impact

I’m sick of this man

I’m sick of this shit

OH MY GOD GO THE FUCK AWAY YOU PIECE OF SHIT

Which is why you bastards should not have been in the fucking field

It was of a man dying

end of

Yeah but what they do every single day doesn’t mean show us JANETS DEATH

Sharing it with the world won’t make him feel any better about one of his best friends getting show you mole

Good, Woolsey again

suck my dick

So this guy put money values on peoples heads

and he got command of Atlantis?

Yeah fuck him I’m not watching s5 of Atlantis

to be fair $27 million is a lot of money

but its still peopls lives

fuck off you smarmy git

I would love to see him tossed out on his arse

He can do that

fuck off you don’t get to say in whether or not you’re there or have a right to be there

you’re invading on peoples privacy

you’re an ass

The Tape

Fuck the N.I.D

I actually feel really bad for Daniel

fuck you Bregman

so excited to see people’s deaths

I had to pause for a moment

because I just saw Janet die

and its cruel

We didn’t have to see her death

knowing it happened was bad enough

physically seeing her dead is like salt in the wound

Janet deserved so much more than this

hope you’re happy bregman

sam visiting Jack

hurts because i love the cute moment

but it hurts

because we shuoldn’t have had to lose janet for this

Cassie... my heart is broken

the way he looks at her when she starts crying and the hug like he has been there with her so many times

its all so sweet

and they’re so in love but they can’t have each other

its rude

Poor Simon...

Poor Sam

watching her cry is so hard

and Teal’c

guys i’m not sure i can finsih this

ok sorry I’m back

Gotta pick up Cassie

Cassie 100% lived with Sam right?

Oh Teal’c... i love you so, so much you sweet angel

and the little hug.. their friendship is beautiful

I’m so sick of Bregman at this point

and them being in the room where Daniel died, where Jack chose to get his symbiote, where they saved Cassie and Sam and countless others, where they helped Teal’c

Janet was so strong, so wise

oh Daniel... I’m sorry

It does but others don’t need to see it Daniel

Oh fuck I’ll be back after the memorial

its such a beautiful memorial

and Im glad they chose Sam to talk

I’m gonna say some more in my final notes

its hard right now with the tears

I still think you’re an absolute arse, Saul

This was kinda sweet actually

oh they named the baby Janet

i’m never gonna stop crying

Oh Jack

he’s so unimpressed

what a stupid way to end it

sorry but that was shit

Final thoughts

i genuinely hate these episodes. I honestly don’t think I’ll ever watch them again. Even with another watch through.. they’re not as well written or directed as other episodes, they’re unbelievable in the cannon of the show and breaks their own rules, not to mention the sheer heartbreak

Bregman is one of the most unlikeable characters in the show. If Simmons had of been alive he could have been in the episode too just to add to the trifecta of cunts!

Cassie should have been at the memorial

they make you think Jack is dead so we won’t worry about janet to what? make it more of a shock? because it doesn’t work. It should never have been designed to make us feel relief at Janet’s death because it wasn’t Jack! It doesn’t do her justice.

Janet Fraiser was a smart woman with a massive heart. She was brave and strong and she cared for everyone even when they were arseholes. She had a bit of fun with SG1 sometimes too. She was an incredible Dr, mother and friend. Janet was tiny but tough. Something that i aim for. I’m 5ft2 so basically the same as Janet and believe it or not i’ve had people question my ability to be a good teacher because noone will take me seriously. Janet always made me feel like people would take me seriously and that even though I’m small, I can do big things. She encouraged me to be a good person with a heart of gold. Her death hits really hard for that reason. but also because she was an incredible character who deserved more than what she was given. Hardly any screen time and then murdered to make some sort of point that didn’t need making??? Not to mention she’s mentioned twice in the next three seasons and when she “comes back” in Ripple Effect she spends almost no time with Sam which makes exactly 0 sense.

Someone recently said they heard she was killed because the writers didn’t know how much more time they had and wanted to wrap some stuff up? Lets not forget that they made the end of this season a huge cliff hanger... but I’m still not sure what we could wrap up with her death? She had a fucking child!

Any way I won’t be watching this again. I’m sorry this isn’t much fun but hopefully you’ve got a giggle out of me swearing at the idiots

I love you all for reading this and supporting me posts, they’re usually pretty fun to make honestly!

#Stargate #Stargate SG1 #SG1: Heroes pt1 #SG1: Heroes pt2 #SG1 #Samantha Carter #Jack O'Neill #Janet Fraiser #Teal'c #Daniel Jackson #Michael Shanks #Teryl Rothery #Christoper Judge #Amanda Tapping #ATapps #Richard Dean Anderson #RDA #mudblood-and-proud watches

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ofkenneths · 4 years

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OKAY so i actually have some info on my dumbfuck boy ken, so i’m way more prepared for this intro in comparison to the absolute serving of dust i gave y’all with winona... yikes. anyways ! once again feel free to lms for plots or w/e cos im open to anything and everything ~

ken’s pinterest: here !

content warnings: alcoholism, death, headassery

holy crap, is that THOMAS DOHERTY over there ? nevermind, it must be KENNETH FRASER, that COMMENTARY & COMEDY youtuber. isn’t it crazy that they’re TWENTY-FIVE and already have 3m subscribers? i heard that they’re known to be DETACHED, but also pretty MAGNETIC, just like a typical SCORPIO. ( lazy smiles hidden behind the glint of a silver flask, outlandish stories that you’re never sure are true or not & the longest day of the year )

OK so ! a little disclaimer first: i don’t know SHIT about scotland / scottish accents beyond what i’ve seen in outlander ok ! i really just be faking it til i make it so ! @ me if u want ~

moving on.. im gonna go off my previous setup and start with his personality cos lbr that’s what y’all really care abt ~ he’s a little shit ! a gd moron ! really goes out of his way to be obnoxious & charming UGH id like to strangle him.. think joey tribbiani mixed with cody ko… but with a horrendously unintelligible scottish accent (: he really be like that All The Time smh

not the smartest ?? your boy actually graduated from harvard with honors and yet ?? yeah he’s a little dumb but it’s chill cos he’s p much got .. no sense of embarrassment ? cannot recall a single moment of his life when he felt embarrassed or regretted doing/saying something so .. catch him making self-depreciating jokes on the daily. on the flip side tho .. if someone was gonna like constantly get on him abt it he might 100% get in his feelings and uhhh when he do.. that’s when fists start flying ? most cos he’s always on his way to a blackout binge ;)

on top of that he also has .. little to no sense of self-preservation .. will p much do absolutely anything even if it’s detrimental to his physical, mental or emotional health ! love that for him ! Makes Bad Choices, essentially ( makes rash & not-thought-out choices ). never says no to a dare, p much always dtf cos lbr his libido is .. out of control and i hate him ??? & ALWAYS willing to break a rule or twelve

& now for the fun part … he’s a functioning alcoholic ! Big Time ! at his happiest when intoxicated and will p much always have alcohol on him somehow ? he’s usually got a flask plus a buzz throughout the day sighs so smh ! honest to god he probably can’t remember the last time he was completely sober so uhhh that’s fun ig ?? the big thing is that it’s been going on for so long that his tolerance is so high he keeps needing more and more to stay buzzed .. so it’ll likely eventually … start to cause some real problems ……. would be wild if his subscribers found out *wink wink*

a phat hypocrite tho ! love it ! will literally get annoyed with people who lie and play games when thats .. all he do .. god he’s actually the spawn of the devil i want him dead

SHEW OK onto a little background ! grew up in edinburgh ( obvs, sighs ) with his parents who were both school teachers so his upbringing was p modest ?? p normal ??? honestly .. his life was super normal til he was twelve & his parents died in a hit & run when they were crossing the street :/ from then he had to live with his uncle who was … uhhh.. a Garbage Human Being lmao ! Basic rich businessman on his bullshit .. thinking he’s the absolute god of gods reincarnate.. manipulating women .. talking down to ken .. treating everyone like he was better than them .. yeah, just a general piece of shit tbh. definitely not happy to have a preteen suddenly in his charge so ken was like .. Fine ? i’ll do whatever the fuck i want then ? & basically … did everything he knew he shouldnt have done lol

the only thing he really stayed on top of was his grades in school cos it was his best chance of getting the absolute fuck away from his uncle for good and doing it without having to rely on the bastard’s money/connections blah blah whatever so even as he was acting like a fuckin’ fool, he was getting straight a’s & p much being on a first name basis with all his teachers BJOVN we love duality

it was all fun and reckless until he had a real brush with death when he was seventeen. he was fooling around with his buddies, drunk right off his ass, acting like a piece of shit & making a complete ass of himself when he found himself underneath the motorcycle he was driving so.. he ended up spending a good amount of time in the hospital & came out of it with a nasty scar through his left brow & three shattered fingers that wouldn’t ever heal properly ( he’s left handed but had to relearn how to write and do everything with his right hand after it all ).

after that he decided to get the hell out of dodge ( .. scotland ) and move to the states & honestly thank the lord he got accepted into harvard cos otherwise he’d have had to choose between cambridge and oxford, neither far enough away from his uncle & his past as he wanted to be so ((: my mans lucky ig !

in college he got rly close with the guys in his dorm + rushed a fraternity ( a BUSINESS one, not a fun one so he was not up in there partying and hazing poor, unsuspecting scholarship kids ) & that’s when he rly started to feel content with his life ?? all it took was a move to a foreign country and the power of brotherhood *rock n roll emoji* and yk.. booze !

anyways ~ he started his channel in college as a way to let out the absolute dumbass in himself in a constructive way that didn’t involve getting into fights or doing hard drugs lol it started out as a sort of vlog channel until he got tired of carrying a camera around all day and it just kinda naturally progressed into a commentary & comedy channel as he found sitting in front of a camera and talking absolute nonsense about other nonsense was kinda like his calling, even if he has to write a transcript for subtitles cos everyone complains abt not being able to understand him.. it’s fine don’t worry about it

he’s uhh p much having the time of his life, tho he uhh Does miss home something fierce ( but no worries he just drowns all that shit out with some aged whisky lol ! ) & lowkey wishes he didnt have to continuously drink himself into a stupor to get thru the day but here we are ;)

anyways im super tired of this intro lmao so just mssg me if u want any specific details ONFIJC & i dont have any specific wanted connections ? cos being unprepared is My Brand, so i’m down to brainstorm w/ everyone who wants a crack at my mans kenny ~

#utube.intro #✘ — ❛ ooc. ❜#i missed him ;_;

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kpopfromtheblock · 5 years

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a/n ⇾ i’m sorry y’all... i guess i felt bad for not posting in such a long time that i got carried away when writing this. i hope you enjoy! i love you guys so much and thanks for all the love and support you’ve shown my stories so far 💕

LIFE WITH BANGTAN | ot7

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genre ⇾ fluff, comedy, bts crack?, mature

pairing ⇾ bts x fem reader

summary ⇾ for the past three months, your boyfriends have been traveling and working non-stop. when they get home, all they want to do is relax & spend time with you but your idea of relaxing means buying nerf guns and turning their dorm into a war zone…

warning ⇾ the usual: swearing, cringy-ness, implied smut, toy guns…? idk

words ⇾ 6,3k

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Stepping out of the elevator toe in toe, duffel bags draped over their shoulders and suitcases being pulled behind them… Even with their faces covered in masks and hoodies pulled over their heads, nothing could hide the exhaustion they felt as they dragged their feet towards their dorm.

After just coming off an eight hour flight from a full three months of working, all the guys wanted to do was sleep and relax but you of course had other plans.

“What’s this?” Yoongi asks as he walks up to the front door of their dorm.

There is a large black box sat on the floor in front of their home.

“Don’t get too close… It looks suspicious.” Jimin says as he begins taking out his phone to snap pictures of the box…

‘For evidence, just incase we blow up.’ Jimin thinks to himself.

Jin walks forward to stand behind Yoongi. He peeks over the shorter man’s shoulder to get a look at the mysterious box. “There’s a note.” He notices.

Jin steps around Yoongi then leans down to pick up the folded piece of paper. “Hyung don’t! What if it explodes.” Jimin nearly shouts and Jungkook chuckles beside him. “It won’t explode Jimin. They wouldn’t bring it upstairs for us if it were dangerous.” Jin pulls the note off the lid of the box and unfolds it.

He instantly notices your very neat hand-writing and smiles before reading the note out loud to his members.

“Welcome back gentlemen,

I hope you’ve all had a great trip. While you’ve been away, I’ve been plotting...

I am writing to inform you that you all have been selected for the battle of a lifetime.

The seven of you versus the reigning Nerf Queen (me)…”

“Not again.” Yoongi sighs heavily and Namjoon laughs at his annoyed expression as Jin continues to read your note.

“I will give you chance to defeat me in our impending Nerf war.

If you all somehow miraculously win then I will give the seven of you whatever it is you desire...

but if I win, I request only one thing…

A noble steed, to stand by my side when you all are away.

Preferably one of feline descent... But we can discuss details when I finish you!”

“Well she’s extremely confident.” Taehyung speaks up.

“It’s hot.” Jimin smirks as he invasion you reading the words you’ve written, instead of Jin. He’s always been a fan of how confident you always seem to be.

“If you guys step foot into the dorm, I will take that as your acceptance to this battle.

If you do not enter, you forfeit and I win.

But, if you do choose to enter, get ready to meet your doom.

Everything you need is in the box.

Good luck boys.”

Jin finishes reading your note then folds it back up.

Yoongi sighs heavily at the thought of having to run around the dorm with seven other fully grown adults, trying to dodge foam bullets after just coming off of what felt like the longest flight of his life.

“Why is she like this?” He asks as he rubs his hand over his face. He is so tired, all he wants to do is take a long nap.

As much as Yoongi loves you, sometimes you drive him crazy with your random fits of passion. There are times when you get these crazy ideas in your head and immediately want to act on them without thinking them through and that, sometimes doesn’t end well for the boys or for yourself but even with all that being said, your spontaneousness is one of the many reasons why Yoongi has fallen in love with you. You’re the opposite of him… When he is calm, cool and collected, you are bouncing off the walls. You guys balance each other out.

Much like you balance out the relationship between the six other men in your life.

Namjoon pulls his bag up on his shoulder before walking over to the box. He kneels down and lifts the lid off. He chuckles when he sees the contents of whats inside.

There are a shit ton of small blown up balloons, tied together with ribbon. The nerf guns are underneath, peaking out from the bottom of the box. “She’s outdone herself.” He says, a dimpled smile showing up on his handsome face as he thinks about how much effort you’ve put into this ‘battle’.

He finds it adorable.

“So what are we gonna do?” Hoseok questions. His voice is still groggy from the few minutes of sleep he had in the car. “I’m so tired.” He mumbles, causing the other members to nod in agreement. They are all exhausted.

A hot shower and a warm bed would do them some good.

“Come on guys, we must fight!” Tae shouts excitedly. His fighting spirit taking over his previously tired state.

“She hasn’t give us much of a choice in the matter, so I guess we have to.” Namjoon reminds them.

“Of course we have to. We live here, we can’t just not go into our own home.” Jin states the obvious.

“Then it’s settled, pass me a gun.” Jungkook speaks with determination… He is just as tired as his Hyungs are but he never passes up the opportunity to play with toy guns.

“We’re really doing this?” Yoongi groans the question out as Namjoon passes him a string of balloons to tie around his waist.

When Namjoon passes out the balloons, the rest of the members follow suit, tying the ribbon around their waist. He then passes out the guns, he is the last to grab his own and when he does, he stands up and faces his members.

“What’s the plan?” Jungkook says as he throws the strap of his weapon over his shoulder. Hoseok chuckles at younger the boys eagerness.

“You’re acting like we’re going into a real battle Kookie.” He says through laughter and Jungkook chuckles. “We are! She caught me off guard the last time, I won’t let that happen again.” He shouts, remembering the day you started the nerf wars.

It was a few months after you started dating the boys. They had just finished their dance practice and you had shown up unannounced, dressed in Jungkook’s full cameo two piece (which was indeed too big for you but you didn’t let that stop you. You simply tighten a belt around your waist and cuffed the foot of each pant leg a few times before leaving their dorm.) with two nerf guns, one slung over your shoulder and another in your hand.

You bursted into the practice room and shot your gun without warning, chasing them all around Big Hit Ent. You were shouting at them and laughing hysterically while demanding all sorts of ridiculous things… A horse, a spaceship, an island to which they all said no, of course… Except Jimin. He was willing to give you whatever you wanted as long as you stopped shooting him with foam bullets.

This battle (more like attack) went on for almost an two hours, until eventually all eight of you were being kicked out of the building by the other staff.

Jungkook will never forget that day, the moment when you barged into their practice room… He’ll never forget it because it was in that moment that he knew he was for sure, in love with you.

The girl who is full of determination and fighting spirt. The girl who is just as competitive as him and matches his wits…

Yeah, you are definitely the girl of his dreams.

“I have no plan…” Namjoon says, bringing the maknae out of his thoughts. “Just try to win. Let’s do this quick so we can get some rest.” He says and the younger boys pout. “You’re no fun Hyung.” Tae says and Namjoon ruffles his hair lovingly, with a small smile on his face.

Meanwhile, inside the dorm, you are pacing back and forth. One of Tae’s bandanas tied around your head, you have striped black face paint on either cheek and you are dressed in all black. A black sports bra and your favorite little black shorts. You also went as far as putting knee pads on, just incase things get a little aggressive (which can happen with you and Jungkook). You are ready for battle.

You stand in the living room bouncing anxiously from side to side. “Why aren’t they coming?” You asks out loud. You look over at the clock on the wall to check the time. You know their plane landed over an hour ago. Jin texted you to tell you that they were on their way.

‘So why weren’t they here yet?’ You think to yourself.

You sigh and begin to pace back and forth again, behind the tower of pillows you created.

You spent the whole day rearranging furniture in the house to create a safe and non-breakable war-zone.

You pushed the the coffee table into the far corner of the room, took out all the glass decor and placed it underneath the kitchen sink and most importantly, you’ve created your own fort made entirely of blankets and pillows which is located upstairs…

It’s safe place where you can reload your gun and recharge with snacks and water if need be (you’ve also made one for the boys).

And yes, you may have taken every. single. pillow. you could find in the dorm, to create such an environment and Yes, you know Jin will scolded you later but it will all be worth it once you win…

At least thats what you keep telling yourself.

Your pacing doesn’t falter as time passes… You checked the clock every few minutes, feeling more and more anxious as it tics and tocs loudly on the wall. You were excited, yes but you were also unsure of how the boys would react.

Just as your about to retrieve your phone from the kitchen, you hear the sound of muffled voices coming from behind the front door. Your gaze shoots over to the door as you stand frozen in your spot. “Oh shit, oh shit.” You chanted as you suddenly feel unprepared. You frantically look around the room, trying to see if everything is in place.

Once you are sure you’re all set, you sprint across the room to flick the light switch off. You then run back over to the couch and slide down behind it. You hold your breath as you press your back against the velvet material of the couch. You can hear the sound of the buttons being pressed into the keypad… and soon the door is being pushed open.

‘Game on.’ You think to yourself as you hear your boys shuffling into the house.

The dorm is quiet and dark… The only light on is the one above the stove in the kitchen.

“She must be hiding.” Namjoon speaks first as he steps further inside. “Why do I feel scared? Like she’s going to pop out of somewhere and attack.” Jin says somewhat jokingly and Hoseok chuckles before agreeing with him. “Me too!” He says. You try your best to stifle the laugh in your throat.

‘My big scaredy-cats.’ You think.

“Darling?” Tae calls out to you as he moves past his Hyung’s to walk further into the living room.

You stay quiet and hidden behind the couch.

Yoongi sighs before flicking on the light against the wall. “Hey!” You shout, causing Jin to jump a bit at sudden sound of your voice. All heads turn towards the direction of the couch. “The lights are supposed to stay off.” You complain but don’t make any efforts to move from your hiding spot. “Let’s not do this in the dark Kitten. Someone could get hurt.” Yoongi tells you. His voice sounds slightly annoyed so you know better than to argue with him.

As the room is now illuminated, Jin finally takes a good look around… He is shocked to see the current state of his living room. It’s definitely not the way he left it. “What did you do in here Princess?” He questions you. You don’t miss the slight disappointment you hear in his voice. “Just a little rearranging so we can play… You’re not mad are you Jinnie?” You say innocently, knowing that it’s hard for him too resist you, when you talk to him as sweet as you do.

Jin doesn’t get a chance to respond to your question.

“Why don’t you come out so we can see you Sweetheart?” Jungkook says before swiftly holding his gun up to aim it in your direction. As angelic as his voice sounds, you know better than to trust him in a time like this so you stay put. “No thanks.” You tell him, the words come out faster than you anticipated and that makes Namjoon chuckle. “Well the game can’t start unless you come out.” Jungkook tells you.

Of course he’s right but you don’t want to move, in fear of him shooting you as soon as he sees you. “Please come out Angel. I really want to see you.” Hoseok speaks next. His voice is as sweet as candy and you know you can trust him but still, you don’t move. “You can’t shoot if I show myself. Weapons down.” You command and you hear them rustling which you assume is them obeying your request. “Jungkook.” You call his name as a warning, knowing good and well that he still his gun locked and load, ready to fire as soon as you make yourself visible. “Fine.” He groans putting his gun down and you chuckle, finding it slightly amusing how you know him so well. “Okay, I’ll show myself but if you shoot, I pop a balloon.” You tell them the peneatly and hear Jimin graon. “Thats not fair.” He protest. “Of course it’s fair!” You exclaim. Just as Jimin is going to respond, Yoongi speaks, wanting to stop the bickering between you two before it even begins.

“Okay, okay. Just show yourself Kitten.” He says.

You sigh heavily, before leaning up to peak over the top of the couch. “Okay… Just making sure everybody has their guns down.” You say before standing up. You walk from behind the couch to stand in front of the boys, keeping a few feet of distance in between you and them.

Namjoon audibly gulps when he sees you. Your outfit has made his mouth dry. Hoseok and Yoongi can’t stop starting at the way your legs look in those shorts. Jimin and Taehyung seem to be mesmerized by tops of your breast poking out from your bra.

Jungkook, however is the only one who seems to be unfazed by your appearance.

You suddenly feel a little more confident. You purposefully chose this outfit as a distraction… You are happy to see it is working.

“Hello boys.” You say. Your voice is smooth and saultry and the sound shoots right down to Jin’s abdomen. You look good enough to eat. He can’t take his eyes off you. “Is that my bandana?” Taehyung asks, a quizzical look on his face. “Yes, I hope you don’t mind that I’m borrowing it baby.” You say and he shakes is head rapidly. “No, no. Of course not. It looks good on you.” You smile and send him a wink and he blushes.

“Is anyone else slightly turned on right now?” Jimin questions and Hoseok begins to slowly raise his hand but Jungkook is quick to pull it back down. “Don’t fall for it Hyung!” Jungkook says sharply. His eyes haven’t left your figure. He will never admit it but you look damn good and it’s taking him a lot of self control not to pounce on you.

It’s been three moments and he misses the feeling of your skin against his palms, or the warmth of your body underneath his but right now he is in game mode and you… You are the enemy.

“Well it’s nice to see you too Kookie.” You smirk at him. You throw your gun over your shoulder and begin to walk back and forth in front of them like you are their command leader in the military. “I will explain the rules now… Just incase any of you may have forgotten.” You tell them authoritatively.

All the boys give you their undivided attention as you speak.

“The balloons equal your lives. Three lives for each player. When you lose all your balloons, you are no longer in the game.”

“I’ll be out first then… I don’t plan on working too hard.” Yoongi says honestly, causing the other members to chuckle. You shoot him a glare before continuing. “First team to pop all the balloons of the opposing team wins the battle. All together you guys have twenty-one balloons so to even things out I will also have twenty-one balloons.” You explain thoroughly.

“Fair enough.” Jin nods his head in agreement.

“We’ll have three rounds and I will wear seven balloons at a time. Between each round, you get a five minute break. You can use that time to reload your guns, get a snack or get some water. I made a fort for you guys.” You point to the large fort you’ve created out of blanks and pillows.

“It has everything you need.” You tell them.

“Wow!” Tae and Jimin say in unison as the walk over to the fort against the wall in the corner of the room.

Tae doesn’t hesitate to crawl into the cave of blankets and pillows with Jimin following closely behind.

Surprisingly enough, the fort is big enough to fit the two of them comfortably and roomy enough to fit two others, as long as they are all squatting down. “Whoa! There’s seaweed chips and banana milk in here Kookie.” Jimin excitedly informs the younger member but Jungkook doesn’t flinch at the mention of his favorite snacks.

He has no time for seaweed chips or banana milk… The only thing he can think about is winning.

“Okay!” You say loudly, bringing the attention back over to you. “Is everyone familiar with the rules?” Yoongi groans and the other members confirm that they understand how the game works. “Perfect. The battle will commence after I count to five.” You say as you slowly begin to back up.

“Okay darling.” You hear Taehyung say from the left of you. When you look over in his direction, you see that he is already stalking towards with his gun aimed… Jimin is not to far behind, copying Tae’s action.

You suddenly feel your stomach start to twist in knots… A mixture of nerves and excitement begin to creep up into your chest.

‘No Y/n. You can do this. You have to win.’ You mentally give yourself a pep-talk as you move farther away from the boys and to the staircase.

“One.” You start to count down. You watch as all seven members fiddle with their guns. Checking the bullets, aiming to shoot and tightening the straps.

“Two.” You say, as the back of your foot hits the bottom step.

“Five.” You shout loudly, skipping over numbers three and four. You fire your gun and with luck on your side, you’re able to deflate one of Namjoon’s balloons.

The loud noise makes both Hobi and Jin jump. “YAH!” Namjoon shouts and chaos breaks loose but you don’t stay to watch it unfold. You turn around and dash up the stairs, taking two steps at a time…

Your legs aren’t that long but you manage to make it to the top… You know that Jungkook is coming, you can hear him but you don’t dare turn around to check.

Just as you are about to turn the corner, a foam bullet comes flying towards your side, hitting not one but two balloons that are close to your hip.

Both balloons pop at the same time and the sound makes you squeal. “Fuck.” You mumble as you run into one of the spare rooms to hide.

Winning won’t be as easy as you thought it would. Not with Jungkook around…

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“TIME OUT!” you yell from over the balcony upstairs before turning around to see Jin who is now lowers his gun.

You are breathing heavy, your chest is starting to feel tight.

You squat down on the floor, before dropping down on your bum. “Whats wrong Angel?” Hoseok calls from down stairs. “I just need a second.” You tell him.

Jimin and Tae come over to you with a bottle of water. You gratefully accept it and take a large swig.

The game is intense and even with one member down (Yoongi give up early on… You even think he popped one of his own balloons on purpose so he wouldn't have to play anymore.), the boys are still kicking your ass...

You thought for sure that this battle would be a breeze for you but boy were you wrong.

You are failing… and miserably too.

“You sure you’re okay Princess?” Jin asks you sincerely and you nod your head. All though you feel like your limbs are going to give out on you from all the running and jumping around, you are determine to win.

There’s a whole entire kitty on the line. You have to win

“We can always end here, Baby girl.” Namjoon reminds you from where he is plotted on the couch downstairs, chugging a bottle of water.

“No!” You say abruptly. “But maybe… Seven versus one is a little too much?” You think out loud. “Are you kidding me?!” You look up at Jungkook, he is standing in front of you with his eyebrows furrow in confusion. “You’re the one who wanted to do it this way in the first place.” He scolds you. “I know but people can change their minds.” You tell him. “I think that three of you should join my team.” You suggest. “No way!” Jungkook refuses. “It’s too late in the game to switch teams around Baby girl.” Namjoon informs you. “But I-…” You can barely get a word out before Jungkook is scolding you again. “The only reason you want a team now is because we are KICKING YOUR ASS!” Jungkook gloats. “Not true!” You protest while crossing your arms over your chest.

“Of course it’s true. We are gonna win whether you like it or not, so stop being a brat and accept your fate.” Jungkook words are as sharp as a knife. He is showing no mercy and you are used to it by now but every time he gets like this it, just riles you up more.

You are being a brat and you know it but loosing a game that you created is hurting you pride.

“You aren’t going to win. I just think we need to even out the playing field so things are fair.” You say sternly, still holding a pout on your lips.

“Fair? You weren’t thinking about being fair you put on those little shorts and the bra you’re wearing. You evil temptress! Don’t think I didn’t know what the hell you were doing. You can fool the other boys, but you won’t catch me slipping.” Jungkook exclaims.

Although your mouth is hung open in shocked, there is a slight amused look in your eyes…

Of course Jungkook is on to you, he always is but you weren’t expecting him to expose your tactics in front of the rest of the boys.

Jungkook smirks at the expression you face. “Yeah… You’re tricks won’t work on me Sweetheart.” He tells you confidently and you pout before bring your gaze over to Jin who is already smiling down at you. “Jinnie…” You call out to him. “Don’t fall for it Hyung.” Jungkook interrupts you. Jin looks at you with apologetic eyes. “I’m sorry Princess… The boys are right. It’s too late in the game to switch the rules. We only have one round left. Let’s makes it a fair one.” Although you aren’t happy with his words, his voice is reassuring… Plus, it’s Jin. You can’t be upset with him…

You were the one who decided that you could take them all on so you would either have to work harder to win or deal with the consequences.

“Fine.” You say. “Everyone get in position.” You stand up, holding your gun over your shoulder then jog down stairs to start the last round.

. * 　　　 ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . * ⁺ ⁺

Ten minutes into the last round and you are already back up stairs hiding in the closet. You have successfully taken out Namjoon but you are still not doing your best.

Out of twenty one balloons, you only have two left, while the boys all have either one or two left with the exceptions of Jungkook, who just so happens to be the only one with all three of his lives wrapped tightly around his waist.

You’re screwed… You’re almost ninety percentage sure of that but, you can’t give up. You want so desperately to win so you come up with a plan. Thinking through as many of the details as you can before you hear foot steps trailing up the stairs.

‘The first one to come around the corner…’ You think as you wait patiently.

“Baby… Where are you?” Jimin calls out for you as he approaches the upstairs hallway where you are hiding. You sigh in relief when you hear his voice, knowing that Jimin will be easier to convince than anyone else.

When you hear his foot steps stop in front of the closet door, you take your chance.

You pull the door open abruptly, the sound alerting Jimin immediately. He spins around to face you, whilst attempting to hold his gun up to shoot but you are quicker than him for once.

You grab him by his shirt and pull him into the closet with you.

You use Jimin’s body to push the door closed. Your hands are still clutching his shirt and even though the room is dark, you’re sure you can make out the way Jimin’s eyes widen at you in shocked. Your suddenness and strength has thrown him off guard.

Just as Jimin is about to speak, you quickly place your hand over his mouth.

“Don’t make a sound or I’ll twist your nipples.” You can feel Jimin’s mouth press into a fine line against you palm. He doesn’t make a single sound or movement and you try your best to hold the cackle pulling at your throat.

You slowly remove your hand from his mouth.

“Join me.”

“What?”

“Join my team.”

“I can’t…”

“Jimin, please. I’m dying out there, I need you.”

“You brought this upon yourself Baby.”

“Chim, please.” You beg, pulling on his shirt, bringing him closer to you. “Look, if I win we both win. You can still have whatever you want from me.” Jimin raises his brow at you and you feel a bit of regret, not know what type of idea he has swirling around his the brain of his. “What ever I want?” Jimin drags his words out, just to confirm that what he’s hearing is true. “Mhm.” You hum in response.

“Role play.” Jimin says without a second thought and you don’t need the lights on to know that he is showcasing that mischievous smirk of his.

“What?” You ask in confusion, unsure what he’s requesting from you.

“Next time we have sex, I want to role play.” He says nonchalantly before crossing his arms over his chest.

You groan and throw you head back in frustration. You’ve always disliked the idea of role playing. Not that you are completely against it or are judging anyone who loves it but you just don’t have the patience to do it.

When you are in the moment, you just want to get to the good part. This is not to say that you don’t enjoy a bit of foreplay first… You love it actually but you just can’t deal with the whole acting thing… It’s not your cup of tea.

But Jimin for some reason, really, really wants to try role playing with you. This isn’t the first time he’s mentioned it and all though you are always willing to give him what he wants… Role playing is the one thing you can’t get behind and he knows this but since you are currently in a bit of a pickle, of course he’s going to take advantage and use this against you to get what he wants.

“Ughhh... Jimin no. You know I—…”

“Well, I guess you don’t really need my help then… I’ll just go tell the boys where you’re hiding and—…” Jimin begins pushing himself off the wall but you push him back before he can go any further. “No!” You whisper to him. “Okay, okay I’ll do it.” You tell him.

“You’ll do what?”

“I’ll role play.”

“And you’ll do whatever character I want?”

“Sure.”

“Promise?”

“I promise Jimin…”

“You have to seal it.” Jimin says, puckering his lips so you can seal your promise with a kiss.

“Not so fast.” You say as you hold your hand out to stop his lips from reaching your own.

“You have to do something for me first.” You tell him and he raises his brow. “What?” He asks curiously, his lips still pressed to your palm. “Get Hobi to join us.” You say whilst removing your hand.

“Why Hobi Hyung? We’ll never win with him, he only has one life left!” Jimin whines and you can’t help but giggle at how cute he sounds.

He’s truly is the real baby boy of the group.

“I know but he is our only hope, literally. Since Namjoon is gone, Jin is now the new leader of your team and Tae? He sure as hell isn’t going to join us. You saw how upset he was when I took Yoongi last life… He’s probably pissed at me and will stay on the team to defend Yoongi’s honor…. And we all know Jungkook is my arch nemesis at the moment so he definitely isn’t gonna join us so that leaves us with our big scary cat baby, Jung Hoseok.” You explain. “Or…” Jimin starts with a twinkle in his eyes.

“It can be just the two of us on a team.”

“We’ll never win Chim… Not with just us two… We need Hobs.”

“Okay fine. I’ll recruit him but we still need a plan to win.”

“I know, so listen carefully…” You begin. You move yourself away from Jimin to pace back and forth in front of him. You begin to explain your plan passionately.

“All I need you to do is get them together in one spot… That way I can shoot them all at once. The closer they are together, the easier it’ll be for us to attack.” You tell him. He nods his head as if he’s listening to you so you continue.

“I will shoot from the balcony upstairs… so make sure they are standing in that area where I can see them.”

“You and Hoseok do what you can from below. You’ll be closer to them so it’ll be easy for you to get a better aim but keep in mind that they are close to you too. They can attack as easily as you can.”

“Got it.” Jimin confirms. “Wait… If you’re gonna be on the balcony they’ll see you, no?” He questions.

“I’ll hide around the corner. You can signal me when you’ve got them together and I’ll come out and attack.”

“Okay. The signal will be ‘I’m hungry’.”

You chuckle before nodding your head in agreement. “Okay. Make sure you relay all this to Hobert, we have no time for mistakes.”

Jimin chuckles at the new nickname you’ve called Hoseok. “Hobert…” He snickers and you smile, trying to hold in a giggle of your own.

“Jimin, please focus.”

Yes ma’am.”

You give Jimin a reassuring smile and then stand on your toes to peak his lips, sealing the promise you made earlier. “Let’s do this.” You say with confidence.

. * 　　　 ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . * ⁺

Jimin jogs back down the stairs and into the living room where his members are scattered around, patiently waiting for him. “What happen?” Jin whispers as the younger boy approaches him. “You don’t have to whisper Hyung... She’s upstairs hiding in the closet.” Jimin casually rats you out, as if it’s nothing.

“So what are we waiting for, lets go get her.” Jungkook leans up from the wall, his gun in one hand and a banana milk in the other. “We can’t… Not yet. She thinks I’m on her side.” Jimin confesses. “And she’s requested that I recruit Hobi Hyung.” He adds. “Me?” Hoseok points to himself in shock and Jimin nods. “Why not me?” Tae pouts at the thought of you not thinking him good enough to be on your team. “She said you wouldn’t join us because you have to defend Yoongi’s honor… Or something like that.” Jimin explains with a shrug of his shoulders. “True.” Tae nods in agreement.

“So what’s her plan? We need to know so we can come up with a better one.” Jungkook says and Jimin doesn’t hesitate to spill all the details of the plan you just told him less than five minutes ago.

The boys spend a few minutes coming up with a plan of their own, to destroy you… All the while, you are cluelessly in the closet, feeling a bit more confident thinking that Jimin and Hoseok are now on your side…

Little did you know, that couldn’t be any farther from there truth.

After another five minutes pass by, you decide it’s time to step out the closet.

You slowly twist the knob and cautiously push the door open. You poke your head out to see if the coast is clear and when you deem it safe enough, you hold your gun up and step out and into open hallway.

You tip toe your way over to the balcony and stand behind the wall at the edge of the railing. You peek over to see that the boys are in the center of the living room, exactly where you’d pictured them to be in your head.

You are so thrilled that Jimin has executed your request perfectly that you don’t notice that one out of the five players (still) in the game are missing…

You eyes meet Jimin and he winks at you. You smirk then wink back before moving back into your hiding position behind the wall.

Downstairs, Jimin nods his head over to the balcony to let his members know that you have come out of the closet and you are in position. Jin, Hoseok and Taehyung both nod, to gesture that they are ready then Jimin clears his throat before speaking.

“God, I’m so hungry.” He shouts causally.

You hear the signal and pop out from your hiding spot. You point your gun and shoot like a maniac. “Die! You peasants!” You scream as you shoot wildly, determine to pop as many balloons as you can from where you stand.

You’ve heard the sound of a balloon pop twice that is enough to convince you that you are winning but that victory is short lived when all the remaining members turn to point their guns towards you, including Jimin.

“What are you doing!?” You shout, keeping your eyes locked on the blue hair boy. “Sorry baby… I can’t let you win.” Is all he says before you are being attacked with foam bullest.

You are caught completely off guard for a few sections, just standing their taking the hits as you use your hands to shield your balloon.

When you finally come to your sense, it is too late.

You turn around to run but are frozen in your spot when you see that Jungkook is standing behind you with not one but two fully loaded Nerf guns in hand.

It’s as if the devil himself has appeared in front of you, preparing to snatch your soul from you body and suddenly you feel like you are apart of one of the top ten anime betrayals of all time.

“Hello Sweetheart.” Jungkook says to you, his voice is the sound of your favorite melody and your heart drops to your stomach. “No!” You whisper loud enough for him to hear you. You turn your head to look back at the other men downstairs. “There’s no where to run.” Jungkook reminds you. You see Jimin smirk with a matching mischievous glint in his eyes which makes your blood boil.

‘How could he betray me like this? After everything we’ve been through.’

“You set me up! I’m gonna beat your ass Park Jimin.” You shout angrily.

When you turn back around Jungkook has stepped a little closer to you. You think fast, leaning forward to grab on to one of his balloon. You successfully pop it and are going for the other but Jungkook is a lot stronger and way faster than you. Before you know it, you are being spun around and your hands are being captured behind your back. You are defenseless.

“Now!” Jungkook shouts eagerly.

Your balloons are on full display. You can’t move and there is no where to hide.

The popping sound fills the air around you and the boys are cheering loudly. “No!” You shout in disbelief as you dramatically drop to your knees in defeat.

“Game over sweetheart. I think it’s time we discuss our winnings.” Jungkook starts, a smug look plastered on his handsome face. You want nothing more than to smack him in this very moment.

He walks over to the balcony and leans over it like some kind of Godfather. “What was it she offered again Hyung?” He asks, his voice is full with sarcasm and it makes you sick. How could you have lost and to Jungkook of all people. You are deveasted

“I think it was anything we desired.” Jin speaks excitedly and you are shocked that he also taking part in gloating about beating you.

“Yup that’s sounds about right and I already know exactly what I want.” Jungkook turns around and smirks at you whilst you shoot him a glare in return.

If looks could kill, he’d be a dead man.

“This isn’t over yet…” You say through gritted teeth. “All of you better sleep with one eye open tonight. Especially you, Jimin.” You give them your warning as you stand up, brushing your bum off…

Revenge, is the only thing you can think about for the rest of the evening.

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Madness | Chpt. 6

Requests are Open

Chapter Title: “Collateral Damage”

Pairing: Loki x Original Female Character

Word Count: 4,786

Warnings: hurt/no comfort, Angry!Eva, violence, Angry!Loki

Name Pronunciations: Hjalmar: “He-all-mar” | Aaldir: “All-deer” | Ephinea: “Eh-fin-ee-uh”

A/N: I want to take a moment to apologize for my absence. I’ve had some health problems recently, and within the last couple of weeks, I’ve lost entire days thanks to said problems. I’m finally feeling well enough again to post, but during my time being sick, I’ve managed to come up with quite a bit of content. Thank you so much for reading and enjoying what I’m writing. Even if not every chapter is you cup of tea, it means a lot to see that people are leaving likes, messaging me, reblogging, etc.! Please note that I have taken and will be taking a lot of creative liberties pertaining to these characters. This will be shown in excess during the upcoming chapters, so I just wanted to give a bit of a warning. There are some timeline changes, character changes, etc. Once again, thank you so much for reading. I love you all <3

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“Looks like you lost,” I dictated as I dragged him down the stairs to the dungeons. My entire body felt like it was on fire, but it didn’t stop the shiver from running down my spine at the thought of what he was capable of. Ezra showed us something none of us could’ve expected. He was skilled in ways that we were unprepared for, ways I didn’t even know could exist. I still trembled at the thought of my slain comrades-members of Odin’s kingsguard-rising and fighting against us. The more people of ours Ezra killed, the more people he had fighting for him. The battle was unfair and horrific, but we still won even after members of the kingsguard forced Odin away from the situation. Ezra had surrendered after we had gotten him onto his knees. My sword had been pressed against his throat, and all I needed to do was give it one swift motion to kill him. I couldn’t, though.

There was something that kept me from killing him, but I had no idea what it was. Maybe it was the familiarity in those green eyes or the endless knowledge he seemed to have about me. Still, my decision to keep him alive could be useful in the future of Asgard. He was another enemy who would be a prisoner in the dungeons, a man we could retrieve information from. He snickered at me, “you may have won, but what did it cost you?” he asked, glancing down at the wound on my abdomen.

I ignored his comment, feeling the pain radiating from the wound. During the battle, he had taken a swing at Ephinea, a blow I did my best to protect her from. I had pushed her back and tried to put as much distance between him and I as possible, but it wasn’t enough. My sword blocked his axe, and while I struggled to disarm him, I was unaware of the dagger he pulled out until he buried it in my abdomen. The dagger cut right through my training armor-which had not been suitable for battle-and pierced into my flesh. I had not yet seen it, but a piece of me was convinced it was nothing while the rational part of myself was sure it was something much more than I was prepared to deal with. If I could still walk, I was fine.

Behind Ezra and I were the remaining members of the kingsguard who did not sustain significant injuries as well along with Ephinea, Sif, and the warriors three. Thor had taken to the throne room with his father to discuss what would come next. Everyone in the dungeons was silent when they saw the crowd of warriors that it took to secure the newest prisoner. They watched us in a stunned silence, including Loki. I avoided all eye contact with the God of Mischief, still hurt by his actions an entire week ago. While I wished for an empty cell anywhere else in the dungeons, the only free one was directly across from Loki’s, which would undoubtedly cause me to worry much more than I should have. The cells were practically impenetrable, and even if Ezra managed to break free of his cell, there would be no real reason for him to go after Loki.

As we stood in front of his cell, he turned to face me as I spoke, “this is gonna be your new home. I don’t know where you came from or what you knew before this, but you won’t be going back there anytime soon. You said you haven’t seen a sunrise for more than 300 years?” I asked, and he nodded his head, a grin forming on his lips in anticipation for what I was about to say, “well, be prepared to wait another 300 because you aren’t getting out of here for a long time,” I growled, glaring up at him and his apathetic expression. It was as if he had no remorse at all for the lives he had taken, like the entire battle before this meant nothing to him. His reaction was sickening.

He cocked one of his thick eyebrows, “you have a fire within you that you try to ignore, pet, but you can’t hide it from me,” he replied before lunging forward and attacking my lips with his. It shocked me at first, but I leaned into it after a moment, realizing that I could use it to my advantage. Everyone around us who was there to ensure his safe transportation to his cell was left in shock, but they always knew that I had a plan. My lips molded together with his thick ones, and while I was disgusted to be kissing the man who just killed so many of my people, I knew that this was going to work out in my favor. While Ezra was distracted by the kiss, I eased one of my daggers from its sheath at my side and reached behind him before sinking it into his lower back.

He sucked in a sharp breath, disconnecting our lips. His face distorted in pain, and his chest rumbled as I pulled the dagger from his body, twisting it in the process. Once it was out, I dropped it on the ground behind him and reached into the small pouch on my belt to pull out one of the tracking devices I always carried with me. In one swift motion, I shoved two of my fingers into the wound to deposit the tracking device as deeply as possible. He grunted and twisted to break free of my grasp, but I would not release him. I released the tracking device once I was sure it was embedded deep enough that he could not feel it and dig it out on his own. When I finally removed my fingers, I rested my hand against his wound and focused all of my energy on transferring it over to myself. That was the one downfall of my healing power. I was unable to heal someone without transferring their wounds onto myself. While he was not worthy of my help, I couldn’t leave the wound open for fear that he would just pull the device out. Now, it he wanted to take it out, he would have to cut himself open and dig for it.

As the wound transferred to myself, I gritted my teeth, but nothing could compare to the wound on my abdomen. It was like if one had been stabbed by Surtur himself, a scraped knee could never compare to it, so the pain was far more tolerable. Once I finished healing his wound, I glared up at him, “you’re going to have a lot of time to think while you’re down here, and that’s all you get to do. If you move, I’ll know about it. If you speak, I’ll know about it. If you have any thoughts about breaking out of your cell, I will know about it. I didn’t kill you today because I believe in second chances. If you fail to cooperate or if you become a threat to anyone I know or love, I will not hesitate to kill you,” I growled at him.

He nodded his head, “my execution would be against the Allfather’s wishes. It’s a beautiful sentiment-it truly is-but...tell me, pet, how will you protect the two people you love most when one is here and one is on Midgard?” he asked, referencing her once more.

My eyes widened, and he smirked at the look of dread that was clear on my face. I saw my reflection in his eyes and saw a girl who had everything to lose, someone who had lost so much already. As my protective instincts kicked in, I grew furious that he even put their safety in question. I pulled my fist back and landed a hard punch against his cheek. When his head snapped to the side to accommodate the blow, I swiped his feet out from under him to bring him down to the ground. As he caught himself on his knees, I pulled out my other dagger and pressed it against his throat with one hand while I grabbed a fistful of his hair with the other. I squatted down to be at his level, “say it again,” I growled.

He smirked, “and what if I did? What if I threatened them again?” he asked, challenging me, “would you kill me, an unarmed man on his knees? Would you take my life the same way your enemies took your friends life on Vanaheim? You and I both know that you don’t have what it takes,” he hissed, bringing up Hjalmar. My chest tightened, “the only way to save the ones you love so dearly is to accept your destiny, to accept what you’re truly meant to be.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, “and what is that?”

“A god,” he answered with a smile as he leaned into my blade against his throat, “just like me.”

I shook my head, my entire body trembling as anger and rage built up in my chest, “I am nothing like you,” I growled, furious that he would even try to compare the two of us. He fought and killed so many of my people and raised them back to be monsters. What was it for? I only fought when it needed to be done. I didn’t seek out confrontation. I fought, and even killed, the few who put the lives of the many at stake, and it always sat with me. The eyes of my victims never left my mind, for I was aware that I had taken someone’s loved one away from them. Ezra showed in the short time I knew him that he was nothing like that. He killed without remorse, and I saw no conflict in his eyes once it was over. We were nothing alike.

He chuckled, “that’s where you’re wrong, pet. You and I are more alike than you know, and that’s how I know, without the shadow of a doubt, that you’ll lose both of them in time,” he said, and my heart felt like it would fall through the floor. How did he know all of my deepest and darkest fears? That was always the one thing that scared me the most: losing the ones I loved. Of course, it was the fear of so many people, but he was able to pull up the two people I cared for more than anything else and use their safety against me, “it’s in your nature. You’ll always lose,” he added.

My chest rose and fell as I struggled to find air. It felt like his threats were taking the air from my lungs, and I felt like I would suffocate. I saw how big a threat he was, but we managed to bring him down together. I didn’t want to imagine what Cul’s entire army could do. Everything had been thrown at us so quickly, as we had no knowledge of who Cul was or that Odin even had an older brother at all. Everything that happened that day just made me feel uncertain of everything. Still, I couldn’t show Ezra that, “and what about you? You’re the man who kneels before me with my dagger against his throat. You lost,” I hissed.

“You’ll need me soon enough,” he remarked, gesturing down to the stab wound on my abdomen that throbbed with a pain I never experienced before. The wound hurt badly enough that it felt like I would be sick from the pain. I had been stabbed before, and the wounds never felt quite like that. Perhaps, it had just been too long, and I forgot the sensation. I shook the thoughts from my mind and focused on him once more as he continued, “and the moment you come to me, begging for my help, is the moment when you’ll finally realize that you are the one who has lost,” he sneered, his eyes cutting right through me. It was like he could see every weakness and insecurity I had.

“If you or anyone else tries hurt the people I care for, you won’t be able to find shelter from the storm I unleash. You don’t want to make me an enemy,” I threatened him.

He shook his head as if he was disappointed in me, and I furrowed my eyebrows. When his eyes finally met mine once more, he snickered to himself, “you speak like a warrior, but there is no true weight in your words. I know-as well as you do-that you would never pose a threat to the one thing you believe in more than anything else: Life. That’s why I know you won’t kill me. I’m not afraid of you,” he stated, nonchalantly as he leaned into the blade, hard enough to draw blood.

I stood up, sheathing my dagger, before pulling him up onto his feet. He stood much taller than me, but I didn’t feel small in that moment. Even though I was insecure about what would come next, I couldn’t show my fears to the man who was threatening the lives of the people I loved. I needed to be strong, or he would take advantage of my weaknesses. I grabbed a fistfull of his hair and pulled his head down to mine, maintaining eye contact the entire time, “you aren’t afraid of me,” I hissed before leaning in to his ear, “but you should be,” I whispered the line I had been told only once before. It had shaken me to the very core when it was said to me, but I felt powerful now that I was on the other end. My voice was low enough so that only he could hear me, and once I finished, I pulled away from him and shoved him into his cell. Ephinea activated the cell wall before he was even able to regain his balance. I couldn’t help the smile as I watched him struggle to not fall onto his face, but the sharp pain in my abdomen cut that short.

Not wanting to waste anymore time on him, I turned to face the members of the Kingsguard. They were some of the most well-trained warriors Asgard had to offer, so much so that they were trusted with protecting the Allfather himself. The kingsguard lined the halls of the palace at all times of the day and night, and they stood guard over the dungeons as well. I picked up my blood-covered dagger that I had dropped on the floor moments prior and lowered it back into its sheath. I pointed over at Ezra but stayed focused on the warriors before me, “I want two guards posted outside his cell every second of every day. I never want him left unsupervised, and if he is, you’re going to wish that you experienced the Allfather’s wrath instead of mine,” I threatened, feeling my unchecked fury rising further and further in my chest. I surprised myself at the harsh tone of my voice, but I didn’t change it, “if he shows any signs of agitation, I want to know about it. If he takes one step out of line, I want to know about it. If he breathes offbeat, I want to know about it. I want every detail of his existence to be monitored while he’s down here. I want nothing to go unnoticed. If he speaks out of line, I want to know what he said and when he said it. Do you understand?”

I saw the startled expression on every face of the men before me. I had always been known for my calm and collected nature, and the only time I ever broke away from that was when I was in battle. Even then, I had never been so ruthless, especially never with them. They all nodded in agreement to my orders, but one of the guards stepped forward, his eyes just as confused as the rest, “I mean you no offense when I ask this, but...what would you do about it, my lady?”

As I brushed past all of them, needing to take my place with Thor and Odin to discuss our next moves, I answered his question, “I’ll kill him.”

Before I could make it very far at all, Ezra yelled after me, “good luck, pet. I take pity on you for what is about to come,” he shouted, that booming voice echoing throughout the silent dungeons. It was as if every prisoner stood completely still as I walked by-all but one. As I walked past Loki’s cell, I stared straight ahead, refusing to even look his way, still hurt by what transpired between us a week prior. It broke my heart to ignore him that way, but I had to focus on the safety of the Nine Realms. A piece of it was also to protect him. If there was a chance I could convince Ezra that I no longer cared for Loki, that Loki wasn’t a weakness of mine that he could exploit, I was going to take it. It was the best way to protect Loki at that point.

As I walked past his cell, he banged on the wall, yelling my name and trying to attract my attention, but I still didn’t give in. I blinked away the tears in my eyes, my heart shattering as I had to look the other way once more. I did that before, and I couldn’t believe I was doing it again. I was still hurt and angry at him for what he said when I visited him that night, but I could never stay mad at him for too long, not over trivial things like that. Even as I ascended the stairs, I could still hear his pained voice calling my name. My ears began ringing, and the world around me seemed unsteady. When I reached the last few stairs, the wound on my abdomen sent a piercing pain through my entire body, and I jolted forward to accommodate the sudden and intense pain. If Loki had seen me fall as I had in that moment, he would’ve laughed at me before falling down with me, not wanting me to feel isolation and embarrassment. I coughed, and the fleeting thoughts of my love were pushed to the side as I tasted the blood in my mouth. I swallowed it back just as the guards ran over to me to help me up, just like Loki would have done.

*Loki’s POV*

I felt the immeasurable pain that she was experiencing, and I couldn’t help but feel like there was something seriously wrong. That was one of the things that never stopped for me, no matter how deep my madness became. She was still there, an untouched and untainted beauty among the raging wildfire that was my mind. I could always feel her pain, her suffering, her joy, and her love. I could feel every emotion and every ounce of physical pain, which Thanos used to his advantage. While it killed me inside to know that she was hurting, it let me know that she was still alive, wherever she was. This sensation was something new, though. I could barely stand due to the pain in my abdomen. Even when she had transferred his wound onto herself, it couldn’t hold a candle to the pain I began experiencing no long before.

Everyone began filing out of the dungeons aside from the two guards Eva demanded always stand watch over the new prisoner. I had never seen Eva deal with anyone quite like that, but he must’ve made her feel something otherworldly to pull out that side of her. Watching it was exhilarating in a way that I never would’ve expected. I could feel the anger and pain coursing through her veins every moment she stood before him, but I could also feel her conflict. When he mentioned two people-one here and one on Midgard-I found myself trying to piece together who it could be. Perhaps he was speaking about Aaldir or Thor. I was certain she cared little for me after what I did the last time we saw each other. The unnamed person on Earth was what I tried to piece together first, though. Was it Tony Stark? I noticed that the two of them had quite the connection when I was around them on Midgard. What if it was the Soldier? The two of them shared similar beliefs, and he had protected her from near death quite a few times.

When another piercing pain erupted in my abdomen, I gritted my teeth and grunted, reaching for the tender spot. As I tried to breathe through the pain, I heard his laughter from the cell diagonal to mine, “you must be Loki!” he smiled, amused at my pain. I knew that madness well, well enough to know that it was not all his own. Someone had taken advantage of a weakness and used it against him. A small part of me felt empathy for him, but I couldn’t help but think of how he must’ve hurt Eva. As I glared up at him, he cocked his head to the side, “I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m a pretty big fan because of what you did on Midgard-you know, attempting to kill everyone who wouldn’t blindly follow your rule. I have to say that it was a bold move for the unloved son of a false king,” he barked before taking a deep breath and calming his nerves, “I’m Ezra Culson, the new bane of Eva’s existence. You’ve been replaced.”

“What did you do to her?” I yelled, anxious to know what had transpired to bring about a pain like this. Before Ezra pointed out the wound on her abdomen, it was barely noticeable, especially since she showed little signs of discomfort while she was in the dungeons. Still, shortly before she came down to the dungeons, I had felt the intense pain, and I knew she had been stabbed. This sensation, however, was so different than before. When we were on Midgard, I...she had been stabbed. That was nothing like this. I grunted as I stood up straight, trying to ignore the burning sensation.

Ezra shook his head, a hint of guilt in his eyes that didn’t seem completely genuine, “I didn’t come here to fight-not today, anyway-but when Odin refused to my terms and your brother refused my offer to take Eva off your hands, I had no choice. She got in the way,” he said, nonchalantly as he shrugged it off like it was nothing. Even the guards outside of his cell were disturbed. Everyone in Asgard knew Eva, and everyone knew that she was the embodiment of all that was good and light in this world. Ezra acted as if his action of attacking her was nothing serious, like attacking her wasn’t like he was attacking the very fabric of life itself. During my stunned silence, he continued to speak, “let’s just say that you’re not the only one who has it out for Odin.”

“I couldn’t care less about him. You hurt her!” I snapped, slamming my fist against the cell wall and startling the guards and the other prisoners within the dungeons. Ezra would have a hard time in the dungeons because no matter how much the other prisoners hated Odin and Asgard, they could not bring themselves to even speak unkindly of Eva. The longer the prisoners stayed in the dungeons, the more they grew accustomed to her singing, and because Eva showed the planet so much love and kindness, everyone who resided here could feel her energy coursing through them. Her connection to the world and life was incredible. As my chest tightened, I glared at him, “you hurt her, and I’m going to kill you for that,” I growled in a low voice.

He shrugged it off again, “collateral damage,” he remarked, “it’s nothing that can’t be undone. When she gives in and leaves with me, which she will, I’ll heal her, and we’ll be on our way.”

“She’s not going anywhere with you!” I yelled once more, realizing that he was doing exactly what he wanted to do, and I was allowing it to happen. He was crawling right under my skin, and I couldn’t stop it. It was like Thanos all over again. Ezra just knew my weakness, and he was going to exploit it. He would try to break me, but I wouldn’t lose Eva again, and that was what kept me from falling back into the comfort of my own darkness.

He chuckled, “I have a better claim to her even as an outsider, or did you forget?” he asked, and my eyes widened as it felt like my chest would completely cave in. He couldn’t have been referencing that moment, but it wouldn’t surprise me with all that he knew about Eva and myself. A part of me wished to know where he acquired this information, but the part that took hold of me in that moment was still the nervous and insecure man I was before I fell from the Bifrost, before I pushed Eva out of my life, before I realized that I would never truly be my father’s son. I could still remember Odin’s words as if our conversation was happening that very moment:

“A girl who could pass as a princess even without a prince would be better suited for Thor, and I will not entertain these childish games any longer!”

It was the first moment in my life that I felt utterly hopeless. All that I had done up until that moment seemed like it was in vain. I had loved Eva, and she loved me. When she forced me to relive that memory in the dream, I couldn’t help but associate it with the conversation that followed with my father. He had been the one to pull me from our beautiful moment, our last beautiful moment. Our conversation was meant to open the doors for millions of other beautiful moments, but he slammed those doors in my face, telling me that I would never be worthy enough for Eva, that she was being saved for Thor. It was the beginning of my downfall, and she was the one who was hurt most from it.

While my chest heaved, I imagined ripping his tongue from his throat. I imagined slitting his throat open while he spoke of how Eva was nothing more than “collateral damage.” I imagined his blood on my hands as I tore him apart for what he did to her and for what he tried to do to me. I knew that all he had to do was exploit my weakness, and he would be able to turn me against her. Something in me was broken, and he wanted to toy around with it, “speak one more word, and you’ll wish for death when you see what I do to you,” I threatened, narrowing my eyes at him and realizing just how familiar they looked, like I had seen them a thousand times before. Green...like the color of spring.

He chuckled, sitting on the floor and tucking his legs under himself. It seemed as if he would let my comment roll off his back, but that was the opposite of what he did. Instead, he brought up the one thing I cared about more than anything else. Eva. He grinned, madness in his eyes, “threaten me again, and you’ll wish for death when you see what I do to her.”

Without warning, my mind felt like it was being torn apart, like the broken edges were being chipped away at. As I fell to the floor in a massive pain radiating from the ghost wound on my abdomen and the sudden and intense pain in my own mind, I gritted my teeth and groaned loudly. I could remember her eyes that day, the day I hurt her more than I could ever forgive myself for. I had expected her to look at me like I was a monster, like I was her enemy. However, she didn’t. She spoke my name with fear in her eyes and sorrow in her voice. It was my first moment of clarity in so long, but it was also my greatest moment of weakness and tragedy because I hurt the one thing I wished to protect: my friend, my princess, my love.

My Eva.

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thesecondmost · 6 years

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I read over my rules every now and again and it keeps bothering me how harsh I sound on my stance on morm*r so I’m just gonna...ramble a little to make me sound a little less dickish. This isn’t very coherent and I’m just kinda word vomiting on the topic

Q: Why don’t I ship morm*or right off the bat?

A: 1.) For one, I like slow build. I don’t like established romantic relationships in general because I feel like the work and time and development put into relationships are like...most of the fun.

2.) Every Mor*arty is different and the chemistry is going to be different. It’s all about chemistry, especially with my Moran and Jim is too complex of a character to be the same all the way across the board between all the people who write him.

3.) My Moran is a difficult character. He’s got similarities to the commonly accepted fandom interpretation but he’s....super different. His views on Jim are complex. He’s starry eyed but he also would like to see the man butchered ykno?? Jim treats him like garbo but also like his best and favorite garbo. it’s not the sort of relationship that has Moran right off the bat going like haha wow i love this dude like nah.

they’re both toxic individuals. to others, to each other, to themselves. it’s a great ship because of this and the complexity, but the fandom has sort of diminished this and simplified them into “cute murder bfs teehee” and it does put a certain pressure on ppl who rp the characters and don’t really align with this interpretation.

Plus, my Moran has a whole plethora of fucking detachment and emotional issues on TOP of being on the grey spectrum. Even if I wanted to, he’s just not the kind of character that I’d be capable of dumping right into a relationship.

Q: So I do ship it though???

A: Hell yeah I do. But, like I said above. It’s got so many variables depending on my partner, so much work that needs to go in it. Some Jims Moran might have the ability to fall for pretty fast, some not at all, some Jims Seb would legitimately betray. some jims he’s super fucking torn up about when they die. some he’s like lol bYE bitch. Like.....this ship can be suuuuch a wildcard and that’s why I love and hate it at the same time.

misc thoughts;;

early relationship;;

Early Jim and Seb is sooooo rocky. It’s such a struggle for power and I imagine Jim nearly kills Sebastian a few fucking times or seb nearly kills jim.

The business relationship I do usually play established is the eventual outcome of that early stage, not really Seb backing down but it’s just more of like. earned respect I guess. it’s two near equals kind of balancing out.

It’s Seb settling and falling into place as the loyal guard dog because Jim can do things for him no one else can and that he values, because he knows Jim deserves it, because he wants to understand this man better and fuck like??? seb prob legit wants to impress the dude because like as much as he hates him jim can also just be like this incomprehensible, fascinating fucker that is so above everyone and everything else and who doesnt want that sort of person’s approval???

and i imagine jim let’s him closer than anyone else because he knows moran better than anyone and knows that this dude aint gonna do shit to him and if he does like so what?? if its gonna be anyone ykno it might as well be his chief of staff [granted this mindset prob changes once sherl comes into play but thats another post for another day]

romantic relationship;;

Do I think it’s capable of being a loving relationship? Dunno, really. I think it can have ‘normal’ and ‘domestic’ moments, but I also think for every fucking idk night up layin in some bed together being “cute” there are like 3 nights of them nearly killing each other or putting each other through these mental gymnastics to see who breaks first.

I do think it can be loyal, on Seb’s side at least. (i mean i have thoughts on Jim’s side, but I don’t rp him lol) He’s a very opportunistic and selfish man as I play him. I even have a headcanon post floating around that states by default he’s not even truly loyal to Jim, just the IDEA of Jim and what he represents.

I think, depending on the Jim, this can change. I can see my Moran legitimately caring about Jim’s well being and caring about him as a person and being loyal to him as a person rather than just treating him as an asset that makes his life better and more appealing.

My Moran had a fucked up childhood (surprise, surprise) so emotional bonding is just not....easy for him. But I do imagine once that raaaaaare someone manages to get through to him, they get his all. Like, 110% loyal, would burn the world to a crisp to protect them type.

the process;;

Honestly r i p to Moran. Whether it’s the process to becoming legit loyal or thinking of Jim as a friend or someone he cares about to legit fallin in love with him I imagine it’s just this whole process of Sebastian being fucking confused and angry and scared. like that sort of attachment is weakness and Moran refuses to be weak even if the attachment would be to someone as ykno powerful as Jim.

If his parents taught him anything it’s that no amount of blood relation or love will make ppl stay. ppl are selfish and the only one who gives a fuck about you is yourself and the only person you should care about is yourself.

and if being a fucking top class sniper has taught him anything its that life is so fucking fragile. just in general, Moran is fucked in this situation because like this poor fucker not only has detachment issues but once he manages to get attached, he’s got fucking abandonment issues and fear of loss. like. oooooooooooooof.

he’s so unused to having things he cares about that he’s also wholly unprepared to handled losing those things.

#(;ooc)#;tbd #im gonna delete this mess eventually and thats all this is a m E SS #idk sometimes its rlly hard to put into words my opinions and thoughts of this ship but like #i guess thats what makes me keep coming back to it. there's also more to like #think about it never gets stale

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lameflorenzi · 6 years

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KLANCE fic recs

i’ve been reading a lot of fanfics and i wanted to recommend some sO HERE WE GO i’m not gonna put dirty laundry, call me beep me etc bc everyone knows them so here are a few who in my humble opinion deserve more love. bolded ones are absolute favourites.

Blind Stars of Fortune by AmbitiousSkychild

It’s always two steps forward, three steps back when it comes to Keith, but Lance is determined to make something work.

twin sized mattress by breadpoetsociety

“I’m gonna have to learn that this love will never be convenient,” Lance sang, smile now no longer gracing his face. His eyes instead bore an intensity, a question on the tip of his tongue but never asked. “I’m gonna have to learn that this love will never be convenient.” Keith could almost feel the lyrics forming on his tongue even though he’d never heard this song before. He knew the feeling and Lance could put it into words for him. They did make a good team. (Lance makes music. Keith is trying.)

Would You Like Fries With That? by deerstalkerdeathfrisbee

“Hello, welcome to Burger King, can I take your order?” And that’s about when it all comes crashing down on him, and like a tidal wave of terrible, Lance realizes, on an emotional level, how truly awful his day was. For no good reason at all other than here’s a human voice – steeped in apathy perhaps, but not overtly antagonistic – and literally all he wants is a little human comfort… he starts sobbing in the Burger King drive-thru.

Keith is a junior in high school just trying to get through working the midnight shift at Burger King when Lance staggers into his life. The course of true love is a freaking disaster.

mi corazón de cenicero by lemoninagin

At the Garrison, they’re nothing more than two apparent strangers, two classmates in different fields with different goals in mind. Two people with different social circles and interests, two people just trying to get by in life.

But during the night, the town belongs to them.

blaming space by venpast

‘They were forced into the shadow of space once more, the light of the stars left unblinking in Keith’s dark eyes, as he pompously glared down at Lance over his shoulder. “What the fuck is your problem? You’re an obnoxious pain in the ass and I’ve been putting up with it for the sake of both Shiro and decent common courtesy, but you’re setting every edge of my 'silken patience’ on fire, Lance—and frankly?” he was acrid, “I’m done.”

Lance took a moment to recover from the initial hostility of the approach, his widened eyes falling into a narrow slant—challenging and equally livid. He did not sit up, instead looked back with a high chin, “do me a favor and chug down a gallon of bleach, because the feeling is more than mutual.”’

(in which lance is sick of space and keith is sick of fighting and both of them are more lonely than either cares to realize - because, by some unspoken rule, you shouldn’t kiss people you hate.)

Watching me by BlueRoboKitty

Keith deals with the fact that one of his classmates can’t seem to take his eyes off him.

And then something snaps.

Keith’s Type by AmbitiousSkychild

“How would anyone notice what anyone else’s type is in the middle of all this?!” Matt demanded, laughing. “What’s Keith’s type?” Lance blurted out like an idiot. “It’s… obvious,” Pidge said. “He gets all flustered over shitty puns and most physical comedy. And have you seen the way he stares at Hunk when he’s going on about the mechanics of something? Like how the lions work? I’ve literally seen him blushing when Hunk goes into explanation mode.” “So, you think he has a crush on Hunk?” Lance squawked. “No. You bonehead,” Pidge laughed. “I’m saying any dad-joke-telling, klutzoid with good grades has probably got a pretty good shot at Keith.”

Or: It figures that after years of getting it hilariously wrong face-to-face, Lance finally gets good at talking to Keith through a screen, which is, like, one of his biggest accomplishments. Then, Pidge makes the comment that Keith has a type, while heavily implying that it’s Matt. But, listen, with everything going on with Voltron, the coalition, the Blade of Marmora, and Coran, Lance isn’t going to get distracted worrying about it. Ask anyone, he’s always been great with measuring levels of importance….“ - (honestly read everything by this author, because they are so talented and deserves more love.)

it’s quite bizarre, and will remain this way by mayerwien

FROM THE DESK OF ALLURA ALTEA Director The Rex Alfor Memorial Space Museum

Dear Mr. Coran,

I am writing to entrust to you the care and supervision of the young man who will be working with our custodial team starting this coming Tuesday. The young man’s name, as I’m sure you already know, is Keith.

As you also have been made aware, the incident that occurred two weeks ago was his first criminal offense, and thus I have elected not to press charges against him, in the hope that a little community service and a few kind words will go a long way.

Please see to it that our new volunteer gets a basic but thorough introduction as to what it is we do here at RAMSM. Unless any more untoward situations arise, there is no need to report to me further. I trust your good judgment, as I always have.

(Additionally, I would like to commend you for successfully managing to keep this story out of the press. Your service to the museum over the years has gone above and beyond your job description. We will have to talk about this very soon. When are you free for coffee?)

something just like this by klancekorner

Keith reluctantly becomes the counselor for the Red Cabin at Camp Voltron, a summer camp in the middle of buttfuck nowhere that his older brother Shiro has worked at for years. Already unhappy with the current position that he is in, Keith prepares himself for a boring, sweaty, miserable summer; and his frustration only grows when he meets the counselor for the Blue Cabin- an insufferable asshole with a horrible sense of humor, a devilish smirk, an inexplicable animosity towards the Red Cabin, and a smile that literally looks like the sun.

Needless to say Keith is really, really unprepared for the next three months.

Like Devo by surveycorpsjean

As rival jammers, they’re rough, skating around the rink, giving bruises, bloody noses, broken ribs and snapped fingers-

But when the cops show up, Keith grabs his hand and yanks Lance into the storm drain.

And thats how they start dating.

LDR by seven league boots (memphis)

Lance and Keith navigate the difficulties of a long-distance relationship. Kolivan ends up learning what makes them tick.

#klance #fanfic recs #fanfic #klance fanfic #keith kogane #keith (voltron)#lance mcclain #lance (voltron)#fanfic rec #ahhhhh #vld #voltron

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Tom I don't believe in grammar but I just want you to know that I've loved you for as long as I've known you and wrote so many poems about you and when I hear songs they make me think of you. I hope you see this.

Last week when you picked up Solis you kinda slapped my arm in the way you do when you make that “pshhhh” sound. Last year on Christmas you handed me something and I felt your hand on mine and I swear I could feel the warmth from you like you intentionally exchanged energies with me but you’ve disciplined yourself to keep from giving me anything. The time you touched me before that was when Chris died. I couldn't tell if you wanted to hug me but God it felt good and I didn't even mind that we didn't say anything. Before that it was you begging to kiss me. For the first time you begged for me, couldn't accept what I was saying. It was the first time I really thought that maybe you could spend forever kissing me.

You could have spent forever kissing the person I should have been. The feeling of warmth comes to me in my dreams and sometimes I wake up and remind myself that you're gone. I have dreams of you knowing who I am. I have dreams that you're apart of this family I've built for myself and for Solis. When I had Solis I was in no way sophisticated enough to understand how deeply flawed and unprepared I was to be a mother. Deciding to have Solis was never about keeping you. I wanted a love that would never die, how selfish was I? I knew I had something special inside of me and I couldn't resist that feeling of being a creator of my own world. What was inside of me could never leave me because she is tethered to my flesh, my blood, and my labor. How wrong was I? You and I facilitated someone who does not belong to either of us. I couldn't stand the thought of her not needing my body for sustenance, I couldn't stand the fact that she wasn't mine, but she was ours, but she wasn't. Do you understand? I remember taking a nap after she was born. I woke up to you next to me holding Solis. It was joyous. I always had these little pockets of hope that we could do this together, whatever together meant.

Theres these messages I remember. You told me you wanted to be friends, and my response was “we’re not friends.” What did that feel like for you? My body felt like a dumping ground and you were a dumping ground for my pain that caused me. You were my friend. I was always so intimidated by you, amazed by you, entranced by you. At 15 you stood out to me. Your cute hair and your teeth I liked the way you laughed but you didn't really say much, that was okay to me. You played with my hair. You had a pull and I think if you were to think back maybe you would tell me that you felt the same way. You told me the other day that I have amnesia, I thought it was funny because I pretty much remember every single moment with you. The thing is, I for so long thought my anger and my rage was righteous. I was confused, I didn't understand why you were ashamed of me or why you hid me why you wouldnt call me your girlfriend, why I was expected to behave like an adult. In between those feelings there I was, causing chaos, losing myself in bitterness and self loathing. It was all my fault so I would punish myself but when I was faced with consequences of my hurtful and unhinged behavior I would punish you.

For years, up until very recent years, I couldn't see myself. My body was disposable, I wrote a poem about myself as recycled trash. You can't know your own pain until you look It in the eye. The last few months of dating Karlos I couldn't afford my rent anymore, and couldn’t afford my downpayment on greektown house. I had to turn myself off to survive. I started going to the women in my life and coming to terms with my abuse, getting help for my abuse, Im still working on it very hard and it'll probably stay with me forever. But this is the lesson. I'm responsible now for that pain. Will I let it make me small or will I accept the support of my community who did everything they could to help me, and help myself while being lifted by love, and grace. I have blamed you for my pain for a long time, but there has never been a time I haven't wanted to heal from that with you, and I think that is the problem. I didn't want to heal with Karlos, if I believed in police system , he would be in jail right now for what he did to me. But for me to heal from you is to heal from myself.

I remember the cruel things I said to you, just like Ill never forget how your touch feels on my skin Ill never forget the way I weaponized things you trusted me with and attacked you. I’ll never forget the way I would try and try and try to make you so angry to get a reaction. I put words into your mouth and created my own realities. It must have been exhausting, more than that... the point was to make you hurt like I hurt. That was always the point. I wanted you to love me and my delusions told me you didn't any you never would.

You told me I needed therapy and I agree with you. We all have broken bits. I look at you now and see that beautiful smile and that way about you that I see in myself and in Solis. I knew I would see her in you and there's been no greater gift than this life we have all been able to provide Solis. I had troubles, those I hope you can forgive me for and understand me for. I couldn't get out of bed and Solis was my only will to live. I hadn't been able to harness that pain yet. I hadn't practiced ownership and self accountability. The pain I've felt from you is mine to carry and I promise you, I only carry lessons, lessons I'm applying. For Solis, for my chosen family, and for myself.

I wish I could send you the poems I used to write about you, and some more of the things I would write Sol when she was in me. I always saw you in the brightest of lights and nothing ever dimmed that, not even my own lies I told myself about you. Biggest lie is that you didn't love me. When you said you wouldnt let me hurt you anymore I didn't know if you still felt anything about me. Like I was just some human you see sometimes that existed before but its just a ghost now. I don't want to be remembered as that Lexei from you. The more I told myself you didn't care about me the more I pushed you away. Instead of calming down and being rational I turned to creating problems . Is it too late Tom? Have the lights turned off for you? Do you know what I would do to just sit with you, like normal people, and talk about our good memories and the joy we felt together and what you taught me and who we are now. I miss you so much Tom. Look at everyone who's in my life, they've been there for as long as you have. They're family to us. We wanted you here during quarantine. We want you to be a part of this family. Sometimes I dream about being together with you but I know that's just a delusion of grandeur. We could be friends. We were friends. I think I’ll always love you and always I will extend my apologies to you and I know it can be healing to hear “I'm sorry” from someone who has hurt you. I know its recent but Im coming back to me. Im passionate about learning how to be a healer and mindfulness and it has always brought me back to you. You still pull me tom. You showed me so much gentleness, you formed me in so many ways that I can't explain. We manifested a product of ourselves and she is the most perfect, flawed, complex, kind, smart girl who emits golden light into this world. She's a reflection of all that is good in us. You only want to talk about Solis and I get that. Im not sure why I keep extending but I keep seeing you in my dreams and I keep seeing you in Solis and I keep seeing you in real life and I can't take my eyes off of you. Sometimes I worry about you like you keep so much in, I wonder if you could ever trust me again but, Im here, and I love you. Ive made myself a safe place for people. You and Solis helped me in ways you'll only know if you see me through eyes of forgiveness.

I don't know what the point of this is. You make things Clear to me all the time, but sometimes you flirt with me and I think sometimes you might be flirting with the idea of me. Flirt with it more. We can be a team, a real team. Not married mom and dad but, come be with the chickens and the family and you'll feel at home because when we’re together we are home.

“oh how I love you, in the evening when we are sleeping.”

I remember every song we listened to, I remember every fight, every time we played and played and played, and the piano fingers on my skin. Watching you play gently on the keys making such powerful noise. Thats why you're a good cook I bet. It’s all in the gentle finesse. You're a gentle dad and a gentle man and I'm so sorry for bringing that chaos and lack of privacy into your life, I didn't get it then and you did everything you could to make me understand. I wonder why though, you never let me go and why it takes you to treat me almost like I'm not a human, in your words “nothing” to be able to stomach being near me. Is it resistance or is is disgust? Ive done a lot of stupid things... make some stupid mistakes. The fucking phone dude... didn't even cross my mind. Its your job to catch me on those things and tell me to cut it out. Im learning that we all need to pick each other up when we’re slipping. I love you tom. Im so proud of you, and I will always be rooting for you. I will always love you in a special way too. More than love like family. I want to touch your hand sometimes so badly and just grab you and hold you and smell you like the time in the harbor. Its hard to dream of you.

There are so many things I need to be sorry. You didn't deserve what you've had to go through. I wish we could hug man.

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aggressivedean · 7 years

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I’ve been sitting on this for awhile, and I'm not sure the ending feels quite complete so please, feel free to add on!

Dean is organizing his weapons shelf in his room when he hears footsteps stop at his doorway. He pauses in his actions for a moment to turn around and see Cas stopped in the doorway. He and Sam have gotten the former angel to finally learn to relax, so Cas is currently wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt with a minimal amount of bloodstains. It’s Dean’s shirt, and he’s not gonna think about how he was probably a little too zealous in volunteering to give Cas some of his clothes. He’s closer in size to Castiel, its not like his heart flutters a bit whenever he sees Cas in his clothes, his decision was purely diplomatic.

He turns back to his shelf. “What brings you to this side of the bunker, Cas?” He doesn’t get an answer in the first couple seconds so Dean turns around, now a bit concerned. Cas is fidgeting with the hem of his shirt and looking at the ground.

“Cas?” Dean prompts one more time. The dark haired man takes a deep breath and looks up. “I have a question…its a bit odd and its totally acceptable if you don’t-“

“Cas,” Dean interrupts, fighting an eye roll, “I’ve told you, you can ask me anything man.” He turns back to organizing. “So shoot.” Dean fights to get the image of wide-eyed nervous Cas out of his mind. He didn’t think it was cute or anything.

The hunter hears a deep breath behind him.

“I want to learn how to dance,” Cas states determinedly.

Dean pauses in his actions. That honestly wasn’t one he had expected to get. Oh god, what if he wanted to learn those new-age dances, the whip and the twerking and all that garbage. Maybe Dean shouldn’t let Cas have so much time with the laptop. Cas’ voice startles him from his panicked thoughts.

“Dean?” Dean slowly turns.

“Okay, well I’m sure you can look up videos on youtube or whatever to show you how to do stuff.” Cas’ eyes get wider and his determined look turns into one of panic. “Well, ah, Sam is currently using the laptop for research so i was kind of hoping…I was wondering if...I want you to teach me how to dance,” Cas finally finishes in a rush and holds his head high, but Dean can see his fingers trembling slightly.

While Dean’s heart had initially jumped at what Cas had said, has to tread carefully here. He can’t say no, of course, He’ll take any opportunity to teach Cas anything about humanity. He crosses his arms, still holding a machete.

“Alright, whaddaya wanna learn?”

Please don’t be twerking please don’t be twerking.

Cas looks him in the eye and Dean sees clear blue from across the room.

“I want to learn slow dancing.”

Now its Dean’s turn for his eyes to widen and for his chest to seize in panic. His mouth drops open with the force of his emotions. This was definitely not what he expected. But this was good right? He would be able to spend some time being close, really close, to Cas, and that was a good thing, right? But he can’t say or do anything that would give away his crush for Cas, cuz that could ruin their friendship and wow, Dean was really unprepared for this question.

He scrambles for an answer, aware than Cas’ eyes are still on him. “Uh, yeah, I think I can do that.” He really hopes he can. A smile breaks out Cas’ face, and he looks so happy and relieved Dean feels himself falling harder again.

“Just meet me in that one room with all the stereo equipment in 5,” Dean says, dropping his machete on the shelf.

Alright he’s got 5 minutes to figure out what music to play, put some better clothes on (not to impress Cas or anything, just because…because he should), and attempt to calm his frantically beating heart. Dean starts with a deep breath.

Five minutes later and Dean is in a large room with a wooden floor, and although he’s wearing fresher clothes, his heart rate is off the charts.

Cas walks into the room a few seconds after Dean, now wearing shoes. Time to get going.

“Okay so I hooked up my phone to the speaker, and I was thinking we should just start with classical music?” Dean asks, tapping his hands on his thighs. Cas nods curtly in reply and Dean exhales, pressing play. The soothing sound of an orchestra fills the room and serves to ease Dean’s nerves.

Now the tricky part. Just start with basics.

Dean walks over to the middle of the spacious room and turns around, beckoning Cas closer. “Oh and ah, take your shoes off. Stepping on toes tends to hurt more with ‘em.” The former angel looks confused for a moment but nods again and complies, setting his shoes neatly out of the way. Dean clears his throat and starts speaking. “First things first, hand position. Since I’m taller-“ Cas gives Dean a withering look, “-I’ll take the leading role. There’s actually a few variations on the way to pose here, but I’ll start with what I think is the simplest.”

Dean steps forward into Cas’ space, but still leaves room between them, he doesn’t want to push boundaries. He reaches down and takes Cas’ right hand in his left, pushing the electric tingle in his palm to the back of his mind.

“So we hold our hands up here like this,” Dean pulls their hands up to just below shoulder height, “and then you put your left hand right…here,” Dean places Cas’ hand on his right shoulder, “Then I put my hand there and then we’re set.” Dean puts his hand slightly above Cas’ hip and grins down at the blue-eyed man, who is as stiff as a board in his grip.

Dean rolls his eyes. “Cas, relax,” Dean says, looking him in the eyes, “its not that hard once you get used to it.”

Cas takes a deep breath and Dean feels the tension ease out of his stance. Thats better. Castiel licks his lips and Dean fights to keep his eyes from following the movement.

“I’m relaxed,” Cas says. Dean nods and moves onto the next step. Literally. hehe. “Okay so this is a really basic step. You’re gonna step out with your left, then touch with your right, then step out with your right and touch with your left. It’s the opposite for me, but just watch my feet,” Dean instructs.

Dean steps his right foot out and touches close to it with the left, repeating the movement with his left foot stepping out. He repeats the step a couple times to make sure Cas understands.

“Get it?”

Cas looks back up at Dean and he’s almost lost in the sea of blue. He pulls himself back enough to hear Cas give the affirmative and then readies himself for the step. This time he’ll actually step with the music.

“Ready, aaand, out, touch, out, touch…” Dean guides for the first few movements before Cas catches on, matching Dean touch for touch.

Cas moves fluidly in Dean’s grip, his face a mask of concentration while looking down at his feet. Although Dean adores the little wrinkle Cas gets on his forehead that way, its no way to dance.

“Hey, eyes up here, alright?” Dean grins, “Generally you actually look at your partner while dancing.” Cas quickly brings his head up and shit, Dean really should have prepared himself for those eyes, and now he has to focus on breathing. Dean clears his throat and looks to the side, at the wood paneling on the floor. He’s super aware of his hand on Cas’ side and how Cas’ skin is literally right there just separated by one flimsy piece of fabric. His throat goes dry. Fuck.

He’ll just show Cas a couple more steps to get more focused. Yeah. That’ll work.

Dean ignores the voice in the back of his head, the one that whispers about all the possibilities that slow dancing with Cas presents.

He works steadily with Cas, losing track of time. They’ve tried different hand positions and steps, and Dean’s feet are getting a bit tired, but his hands tingle because of all the touching he’s done tonight. Its getting late, and Cas seems to have gotten the hang of everything pretty well so far. Granted, he still hasn’t led yet, but Dean figures he’ll get to that another day.

Dean is tired and that voice in the back of his head thats been progressively getting louder finally takes over, the one that whispers about all the good things he could have with Cas and to which Dean usually replies ‘how about you shutup’.

Dean takes a breath in a vain attempt to calm the jitters that start racing through his fingers. He clears his throat. Okay Winchester, you’ve fought leviathans and spent a year in purgatory. Slow dancing with the guy you’ve been crushing on is not the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do.

He goes for it.

“So, ah, there is this one other way to dance..” He starts softly. “It’s kind of more..intimate, so if you aren't interested thats fine.” His face burns, and he tells himself that if Cas says no he won’t be upset. Dean braces himself for the inevitable rejection, but when he dares to look back at Cas he’s relieved to see willingness, eagerness even. “Of course I’m interested.” Cas states, looking the hunter dead in the eye, and Dean’s breath catches, because if that isn’t a hint he doesn’t know what is.

Dean smiles slightly and looks down, and theres this weird warm hopeful feeling his chest, He clears his throat again. here goes nothing (read: everything)

Dean removes his hand from Cas’ shoulder from the last stance they tried and takes his hand from the shorter man’s grasp. He thinks he sees disappointment on Cas’ face, but he probably imagined it.

“Okay so your hands go around my neck, like so.” Dean takes Cas’ hands and guides them around the back of his neck, feeling the solid weight of Cas’ wrists resting on him. Cas had to step closer to keep his hands within Dean’s grasp, and now he can count the lines around Cas’ eyes.

Dean speaks again, softly, slowly. “And my hands go like this..” He releases Cas’ hands and slides his fingertips down the former angel’s arms, then ribs, finally coming to rest low on either side of his waist. They’re so close now that Dean can feel the warmth coming from Cas, and that combined with the solid feel of him in Dean’s grasp has the hunter struggling to breathe. He lost full functioning capacity of his brain a while back, so its all he can do to look anywhere but at Cas, even though he can feel his eyes on him. He wants to say something, anything, but he’s never been good with words and he doesn’t want to ruin this so he’ll just settle for swaying to the music a bit.

Unfortunately, Cas is too perceptive for his own good so of course he has to say something. “Are you okay Dean? You seem nervous…unsettled, I’m not really sure,” Cas says.

Nervous doesn’t even begin to cover it, Dean thinks. He forces himself to actually look at Cas to answer, and he tries very hard to put on his best “everything’s fine” smile. “What? Me, nervous? You’re seeing things, buddy” Dean snorts and immediately wants to smack himself. ‘buddy’? Really???? God help him he’s making a fool of himself.

Cas just narrows his eyes in response and Dean sighs and looks down. He can’t lie to Cas, not about this.

“Yeah Cas, I’m nervous,” He speaks to the ground. “See, I, ah, I like you a lot, a LOT a lot, so doing this, right now, is kind of, um, big for me.” His short speech comes out choppy and awkward and he thinks his voice may have shaken, but the words are out now. Dean feels unsteady now that he’s laid his heart out, and he’s terrified of Cas’ response. He doesn’t hear a response for a moment, and he almost begins to pull his hands away, but when he dares to look back up at Cas’ face, his own eyes wide and scared, he’s sure, he only sees soft affection there. Cas’ blue eyes are soft and he’s got this cute little smile curling at his lips that makes Dean want to kiss him then and there.

“Oh Dean,” Cas sighs,” it seems we’ve both been struck fools. You’ve meant more to me than the moon and stars for a long time, only you never saw it, and i never dared to hope that you would ever return any feelings for me."

Dean’s eyes widen at the unexpected confession, and happiness begins to bloom inside his chest. Of all the ways this could have played out, this was definitely the best option.

#destiel #my writing #my words #dancing #slow dancing #honestly anyone can add to the ending of this #if you want to please do #im not sure when this is set but cas is an angel soo

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