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wish-i-wasnt-a-coward · 3 years

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Family Cuddle Pile

a/n: I actually wrote this a while ago but it was perfect for the request. Theirs like, no content for this ship an I love it so much! Thank you for reading :) @arodynamic-enby

Pairings: romantic Anxceitmus and kid!Patton also super background Logince

Warnings: tattoos, less than ideal parent mentions, food mention, and light cursing

Word count: 1,844

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Remus flopped out of bed, throwing his body carelessly across the room. He hastily threw on his clothes. Short shorts, ripped fishnets, a vest that was more patches than original material, really big clunky shoes, and a ripped up band-t. He also hooked his favorite bone earrings in his tattered earlobes.

He stomped into his apartment’s kitchen. He grabbed a stale piece of bread he soaked it in coffee. Yawned and grabbed his bag, racing out the door.

His brother was waiting for him at the tattoo shop, sketching a new idea. Unlike him, Roman only had a few tattoos, including not one, not two, not three… but three Disney quotes, a frog on a mushroom, a rose on his arm, and a constellation. Most of his tattoos were covered by tasteful burgundy overalls and a white button-down shirt.

Remus’ tattoos were also mostly covered by his clothes. But he had a tattoo sleeve depicting the garden of Eden, a matching frog on a mushroom, a quote from one of Roman’s books, medically accurate bone structures on his hand, a realistic spider on his neck, and a snake wrapping around his non-sleeved arm. And those were just the visible ones.

Suffice to say, the twins were very different.

Remus threw his bag onto the floor in the backroom, “Ro, when’s the first appointment!!” he yelled. “Your’s? At 11. FYI, Jan n’ Pat are coming over at 12, for motivation” Remus smiled, fuckin’ superb.

He busied himself in collecting the ink and preparing the tattoo gun. The client wanted a fucking orange on their wrist, it should only take an hour or two but Remus was not excited to do a frickin’ orange circle.

The prissy orange bitch came in and Remus got to work. They didn’t move much and only cried a little bit when the needle started jabbing at their skin. Remus liked this part of the process, stabbing people consensually was his favorite thing ever… also the art part but stabbing people!

Almost exactly an hour later the door jingled open. “Dada!!” a tiny voice called back into the store. “I’ll be there in a minute patty-cake” Remus called from his spot hunched over the client's arm.

He added the final touches to the fruit and helped the orange bitch off the chair. Roman swept the client away, Remus practically ran to greet his partner and son.

Janus wore a leather corset over a black collared shirt and baggy pants, their long platinum hair framed their face under their signature hat. They were holding hands with a toddler wearing mostly pink and blue, his blond hair (that matched Janus’) was a mop of curls barely held together by a few butterfly clips.

“Dada, Dada!!! I got you a flower” the little boy cried, letting go of Janus’ hand and stumbling towards the tall man who scooped him up. Patton giggled and held out a sweaty flower clenched in his chubby fist.

Remus accepted the flower with a gasp, ”this is really for me?” he said joyfully. Adjusting the small boy in his arms Remus turned towards Janus who was looking at the pair with a disgustingly sappy expression.

“What are you lookin’ at hot stuff?” Remus teased. “Shut it you,” Janus said, pressing a kiss to Remus’ check. Patton made a noise, “icky” he said pushing Janus away. They laughed, “yes darling, we’re very icky”.

“When’s verge-“

“he’ll be home at 4”

“Dope”

“Stop by the Sleepy Café before you bring Pat to the apartment?”

“Can do scootal-lo!”

Remus turned back to the little boy in his arms, “looks like you're stuck with me squirt”. Patton beamed and snuggled into Remus’ chest. Janus smiled again, “I’ll see you, boys, at dinner,” they said, ruffling Pat's hair and peaking Remus on the lips quickly so as to not upset the toddler. “Bye-bye Janny!!” Patton called after Janus as they left for work.

“Righty-o,” Remus said, carrying Patton into the back room. “I know Ro’s got a couple coloring books, wanna do those for a bit?” Patton nodded and reached towards the ground to be put down. Remus plopped Patton on the couch and pulled out the book and pens as well as a sketchbook off his own. They sat together coloring and drawing until Roman came back to hug Patton.

“Ah, my favorite nephew!” Roman said, scooping up the little boy. Patton laughed and pulled Roman’s hair. “Roro, can I color your arm pictures??” he asked, pointing to Roman’s rose tattoo. Roman plopped the toddler back down on the couch and handed him a pen.

Patton went to work on the rose, scribbling reds and pinks and greens across his arm. Roman gave him complements each time Patton paused, and each time Patton shushed him and went back to work. Remus finished up his sketch, adding it to the pile of tattoo ideas they were eventually going to put up-front, and sat next to the toddler.

“That’s really good pat-”

“Shhhhhhhh”

Remus nodded and mimed zipping his lips. He liked spending time with the kid. They weren’t biologically related but who gives a fuck about blood, unless it’s outside of your body, then it’s fun.

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“I don’ wanna” Patton wined his dad sighed “I know bubbles but we gotta go home to Papa and Janny, isn’t that fun” Patton considered this, “but Roro’s pretty arm picture” he argued. Remus scratched the back of his neck, “Pffffff- Ummm, how about this, we go home now and I’ll take you back to the shop tomorrow after pre-school”

Patton brightened considerably, “ok” he chirped. “up please” the toddler’s chubby hands reached towards Remus who obediently scooped him up with a coo. After all who was he to say no to uppy hands.

“See ya tomorrow, have fun on your date with the nerd” Remus sang as he snatched his bag juggling the still fussy Patton in his other arm. “Fu- Frick off Re. Say hi to your partners for me,” Romans said affectionately and waved as his twin left the building.

Remus happily trotted out into the road. The tattoo shop was located on a quaint little street in the more commercial segment of their town only a short walk from Janus’ job.

A light drizzle floated around them and the air was warm and comforting. Patton squealed as a large drop of water hit him in the head, prompting a laugh from Remus.

A jingle sounded through the peaceful cafe, the brown room was illuminated by those cool old fashion lights and a lovely array of pastries made the air smell of chocolate and blueberry scones. But the scones, as delicious as they were, weren’t the snack Remus was here for

“Hey babe- Remus why are you soaking wet”

“Puddle” Patton screeched.

“Kid’s right, Puddle.”

Janus pinched their eyebrows, “ya know what, I’m not even surprised anymore. Just make sure Patton doesn’t catch a cold” they scolded.

Remus nodded and saluted in mock seriousness, “yes captain” he said and pressed a kiss to Janus’ face over the cash register, “I’ll see ya in a bit” Remus grinned and led Patton back out of the cafe.

Janus sighed lovingly as they watched their boyfriend and son turn to cross the street, Patton’s hand clasped around Remus’ happily. “Stop looking so happy, you're scaring the customers” Remy teased from across the counter. “Ha, Ha,” Janus glared and went back to work”

Janus’ apartment was a cute two-bedroom space on the fourth floor of the building. The furniture was an interesting combo of vintage and things from the side of the road. The vintage parts came from their parent’s house, their father had died two years after Janus’ had run away and hadn’t thought to write them out of the will.

The three of them had made a date out of customizing the few pieces that Janus wanted to keep. The customization mainly included darkening everything and adding more gothic touches. Virgil had done the fabrics, Remus the painting, and Janus moral support/ director.

The three partners had also painted the kitchen/dining room/living room black with one yellow wall. Janus and Virgil’s room was dark purple instead of black with highlights in the same yellow. Patton’s room was the only one that didn’t look marginally like a cave.

The walls were a cream-yellow that lit up in the morning sunlight. After Janus announced that they were going to have a baby Remus had spent three hours painting the grey ceiling with white fluffy clouds. It was one of his favorite projects.

Patton of course had no regard for the work put into the entirety of his home and was the usual menace of a toddler. And today a toddler with cheerios, truly a sight even god would tremble before.

Remus plopped down next to Patton who was pushing cheerios around his highchair tray with an intense focus. He smiled at the little boy and flicked on the tv, “got any requests pip-squeak?” Remus asked. Patton looked thoughtful, “dead lady!!” he cried excitedly hitting the tray with his fists, cheerios flew everywhere. Remus nodded, understanding, “Corpse bride coming up!” he picked a few cheerios from the couch “you really are Verge’s kid”

When Janus got home Patton was curled up on Remus’s chest. Both slept soundly despite the dead folk on the screen in front of them singing about the wedding.

Janus smiled, their family was fucking adorable. They slipped off their shoes and snuggled up into Remus who hummed happily and pulled Janus into the hug still asleep.

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Three hours later Virgil trudged up the four flights of stairs huffing indignantly with each step. Of course, he could take the elevator… but it might break down and he would be stuck for hours. Or someone could get into the elevator with him and he would have to interact with a stranger. So stairs it was.

He rummaged around his baggy hoodie, running his fingers through his dark purple hair in annoyance when he couldn’t find the key. Once he found it Virgil carefully (as he did everything) opened the apartment door. His combat books clunked satisfyingly against the hardwood floors as he entered his house. Virgil felt the tension leave his muscles, he was home. He glanced across the room, looking for his family.

Virgil’s face lit up like a god damned Christmas tree.

Across the room, both his partners and his son were curled up sleeping happily. Drool covered Remus’ face and Janus was snoring, they were the most precious thing Virgil had seen all freakin day.

The three of them woke as Virgil wrapped his arms around them, Patton squealed in excitement. “Hello, darling” Janus mumbled sleepily into Virgil’s arm. Remus just groaned and nestled into the hug. The toddler wriggled between his dads squealing profusely. “Shhh, s’ sleepy time” Remus mumbled, rolling deeper into the cuddle pile and shutting Patton up.

Virgil smiled and pressed a kiss to his partner’s cheek. “Mmm, love you” they purred. “Love you too Jan,” Virgil said, nestling his face in their neck. Virgil knew he would have to start dinner soon but that could wait, for now, cuddles.

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shyficwriter · 3 years

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I've Got You

Guardians of the Galaxy Fanfic | Reader x Guardians (Yondu is alive)

Summary: After you never let anyone else listen to your music Rocket and the guys decide they want to see what potentially embarrassing songs you have on your music player, but find something else entirely.

Author's Note: ANGST! This story does NOT have a happy ending, or an ending at all really. It may be funny at the start but it's all angst at the end and it'll make you cry. Proceed with caution. This isn't even a joke- it gets heavy. I was going through some stuff... If you think this might trigger anything for you at all, skip this one.

Content Warning: Mentions of suicide/depression.

Word Count: 2,508

You didn't mind sharing with the rest of the gang. You really didn't. You'd share your clothes with Mantis, your food with Groot, and your books with Drax. There was very little you didn't share, except for one thing, and that was your music player.

Anytime someone would occasionally ask to borrow it you would always make up an excuse, usually: "Nah, you wouldn't like my music." and that was usually that for a little while. But, of course, eventually someone would ask again and you'd have to make the same excuses over again. Once you even told Peter it was all accordion music so he'd stop asking to compare playlists. That worked for a bit, until a week later you forgot you had told him that and said how much you hated accordion music when the topic of Polka was brought up. Oops. Well, there went that excuse.

One day was different, however.

You were walking in Peter's ship, minding your own business with your headphones in when Rocket motioned to you. He was sitting at a table with Groot. You paused your player and removed one of your earbuds. "What's up?"

"Groot was trying to ask if he could listen with you. but of course you had your volume up like always."

"You're going to damage your hearing if you keep that up," said Gamora, sitting on the other side of the room with Drax.

You ignored her, turning your attention back to Rocket. "Oh. I don't think that's a good idea.." you said with a wince, feeling bad for having to tell the little guy 'no.' Other than Mantis, he was the one you always felt the most guilty saying 'no' to. Those puppy-dog eyes were killer.

Rocket eyed you suspiciously. "Why? Quill lets him do it all the time?"

He was right. Peter did let little Groot listen to music with him quite often. But you weren't Peter.

Peter startled you when he came up from behind you with Yondu, saying, "Yeah, you're weirdly possessive of that thing. It won't hurt to let him have a listen."

'It might.' you thought. "He might be better off listening to your music, we already know he likes that."

"What's wrong with yers?" Yondu asked, who agreed with Peter about the weirdly possessive thing. You barely ever let that thing out of your sight.

You tried to think of something, "It's uh, not really appropriate..."

Yondu chuckled, "Are ya trying to say ya have dirty songs on that player of yers?"

You blushed. That's not exactly where you were going with that, but if it works... "I'd just say my music isn't exactly, uh.. kid friendly."

Your blush only made it more convincing that this whole time you had been hiding embarrassing music on your device. Rocket raised an eyebrow in amusement and Peter laughed too. "There's no way I'm gonna believe you have dirty songs on there. Let me see." he said, moving to reach for your music player.

You quickly put it in your pocket. "Nope! Bye." you said, turning on your heels and making your way to leave the ship, glad you were docked on a planet as it gave you an escape. "Gonna go head out for a walk, be back soon!"

Peter looked slightly disappointed, but let you go.

Once you were gone Rocket spoke up. "You know, I think I know a way how we can sneak a listen to what she's got that's so secret on there," he said, smirking. "Ya know, if you want..."

Yondu and Peter shared a glance before looking over at Gamora, sure she'd reject the idea in favor of your privacy. Surprisingly, she nodded in agreement.

"I have to admit, now I'm curious too." Gamora said with an almost embarrassed shrug.

And with that it was settled. Rocket told them his plan.

***

The next day when you went to retrieve your music player from your nightstand drawer, it was there as expected. However, when you went to power it on nothing happened.

You groaned, walking out into the common area to look for Peter. Once you found him you asked if he had any spare batteries, only to be disappointed when he didn't.

"Although," Peter said, "If you're gonna walk down to the store to get some I'll transfer you some units to bring back a case of soda."

You agreed to bring him back some soda, but told him not to worry about the units as you headed out the door, having been convinced to take little Groot with you last minute. You never could resist those little eyes of his.

The team waited a few moments to make sure you weren't coming back for anything before telling Rocket to make his hasty trip to go get your music player from your room.

Your batteries hadn't died, Rocket had just quietly replaced them with dead ones while you were sleeping. He switched them back once he got back to where the rest of the team had gathered around the table.

Rocket grinned, thinking he was about to hit the jackpot on embarrassing secrets from you. "What do ya think it is?" he asked, handing the player to Peter. "I bet it's boy-bands."

Peter powered on the player and snickered. "What if it's that Justin Bieber guy that was always on the radio when we went to Terra?"

"Oh, he was awful. I would also be embarrassed to be caught willfully listening to his music." Drax said.

"I dunno, I still kinda think she's got dirty songs on there," Yondu laughed. "Ya saw how she blushed."

Peter rolled his eyes and began scrolling through your playlists. He raised an eyebrow. "I hardly recognize any of these songs." he said. "The only ones I recognize are ones I've already got on mine."

"Let me see," offered Kraglin. "I know more Xandarian songs, maybe they're some of those?" He scrolled for a bit before as Peter got up to grab something from a trunk behind him.

Peter sat back down and Kraglin handed the player back, shaking his head. "I don't recognize them either. Maybe they're Terran?"

"We'll see." Peter said, plopping the device he got from the trunk on the table and plugging it into the player. It was a speaker. "Here, now we can all hear it. Which one should I try first?"

"What's in her 'Recent's' list?" Gamora asked.

"First one says "Stay Alive," Peter says, "Oh! I actually think I know that one. My grandad used to listen to it, it's so old!" he laughed. "I didn't expect her to be into disco music though..." Peter hit play and as the lyrics came out he realized he was mistaken. "Oh... that's... That's not the song I thought it was at all..." he said in surprised concern.

♫♩"... Stay alive, stay alive For better days to come around.

When nothing is right in your head And all of your tears are shed I know how it seems, you're in this too deep But take it from me, it's not the end..." ♫♩

"Um..." Peter swiped to play a new, hopefully less depressing, song.

♫♩"Do you ever feel like breaking down? Do you ever feel out of place?" ♫♩

Nope. Peter swiped again.

♫♩"All day starin' at the ceilin' makin' Friends with shadows on my wall All night hearing voices tellin' me That I should get some sleep Because tomorrow might be good for somethin' Hold on, feelin' like I'm headed for a breakdown And I don't know why" ♫♩

Peter furrowed his brow. The others shared concerned glances, but didn't say anything. He swiped again.

♫♩"It's caving in around me What I thought was solid ground I tried to look the other way But I couldn't turn around" ♫♩

*Swipe*

♫♩"Hello darkness my old friend..." ♫♩

Peter could already tell it was another depressing song, he backed out of the screen into the list of recently played songs seeing titles like: "Nightmare," and "I'm not okay (I promise)," and unfortunately more bluntly: "Don't try Suicide." They listened to a few more songs, and they were all depressing. You did have happier songs on your music player, but your "Recents" list was full of much more depressing songs, as if that's all you had listened to for a long time.

Nobody was smiling anymore, Rocket looked like he was sorry he came up with this idea. Even Drax clearly understood that they hadn't discovered anything good.

Yondu's expression was hard, "Well, I don't like this at all."

"I think we made a mistake." Mantis said, concern painting her features.

"But... she always seems so... ok?" Rocket said, his ears lowered. You were his friend. His prank buddy. He had no idea. "Do you really think...she, you know...?"

"I don't know? I mean, do you think she'd really not say anything if she was hurting this much? Wouldn't Mantis at least have picked up on it?" Peter asked. He looked over at Mantis expectantly.

"I can only feel other's emotions if I touch them," she started, "and... she's never actually let me touch her."

"What should we do?" asked Gamora.

***

You walked in a few minutes later to just catch the last bit of Peter saying something about having a talk with you.

"Have a talk with me about what?" you asked.

It was clear you had startled them, Gamora having spun to face you upon hearing you speak up, and she almost never got startled.

You chuckled, walking nearer the table to place your grocery sack on it. Groot hopped off your shoulder to run across the table to Rocket. "Oh gosh, I didn't mean to scare you guys! I got the soda you asked for- ...what's that?" Your demeanor changed from almost cheery to nervous, the blood draining from your face when you saw what was very clearly your music player plugged into a speaker. Your eyes shot to Peter, the one closest to your device. "Peter? What the fuck?"

"It was Rocket's idea!" Peter exclaimed, his guilt having managed to trip his self-preservation switch.

Rocket didn't even try to deny it. He looked at the ground, "I thought it'd be funny..." he muttered. Groot looked at him in confusion. His friend usually never looked sorry for anything.

You snatch your player from the table. It was currently off, leading you to believe there might have been a chance they didn't listen yet. "Boundaries!" you scold, putting the player in your pocket. "Seriously uncool!"

You went to turn around but you bumped into Yondu who had walked around the table while you were scolding Peter.

"Sit." he said, his face stony.

You look up at him in surprise before Gamora spoke up. "We... listened to the songs you had on your player... We just want to talk."

You just stare at her for a moment. "Seriously guys, what the fuck?!" you say, your tone exasperated and your eyebrows knitted together. "You know what? No. I don't want to talk. I'm going back out."

Yondu grabbed your arm as you tried to push past him. "No. Yer gonna sit." with that he walked you to the nearest open chair and made you sit. His tone wasn't angry, but it was firm.

You felt knots tying in your stomach. Gamora spoke again.

"Look, we're sorry we took your music player without asking, but now that we have, we're concerned."

You pinch the bridge of your nose. No. No no no. "I literally told you guys so many times-"

"I know," Peter said, "but please... Just- we need to know if you're ok."

"Of course I'm ok!" you lied. "Why would I not be ok?!"

"Cut the crap." Kraglin said. His tone didn't seem angry either, it almost seemed sad. "I seriously doubt you'd be listening to all that depressing stuff if you were actually ok."

You attempt to stand again, saying, "Look just screw off-" before you were silenced by Yondu firmly pushing down on your shoulder to stop you.

"Look, we care about ya, ya lil' shit, and we ain't about to just let ya keep suffering if yer hurtin."

That tore something in you.

"Please- guys." You clenched your jaw and looked at the floor. No. Fuck. Not right now. "Just-" You inhaled sharply. Dammit. You were not about to start crying right now. You screwed your eyes shut, before covering your face when you realized that wasn't going to stop the tears and not wanting them to see. "Fuck!"

It all flooded you. All the hurt. All the pain. The hopelessness. The humiliation of the current situation. The guilt of your friends worrying about you. The numbness shattering as white hot pain tore through your soul. You felt what you thought was Gamora putting a comforting hand on your shoulder and you tried to hold back a sob as every bad thought you had about yourself came flooding in. You started to shake, feeling shame as memories of thoughts about ending it all leaked out your eyes. How many nights you had stood in front of the airlock weighing whether that night would finally be the night you pushed that button.

From behind you you heard a strangled cry. A cry of pure anguish. It was only then you realized the hand on your shoulder couldn't have been Gamora's. It had come from behind you. She had been standing in front of you. You quickly jerk forward and turn around in your seat, wrenching yourself from Mantis's hand- but it was too late.

Mantis nearly doubled over, hands clawed into her chest as a sob lodged itself in her lungs. She had only wanted to make you feel better. She wasn't expecting the torrent to flood into her so forcefully, hadn't realized this wasn't something she could just make go away with her abilities. She had felt everything.

The others looked at her with wide, startled eyes. Drax pulled her in and held her, not really knowing what to do but trying to make the hurt go away. Poor little Groot didn't understand what was happening, and Rocket held him so he couldn't see. Peter and Gamora shared an alarmed glance.

You were speechless. You could only stare in horror witnessing what you- or rather your pain- had done to her. "Mantis-" was all you could manage, not knowing what else to say. You barely noticed your tears now started flowing freely down your cheeks. You stood up to run away, but just like every other time you had tried, Yondu stopped you. Only this time he pulled you tightly to his chest, his hand cradling the back of your head as if you were a newborn.

"Girl, why didn't you tell us?" you heard him say softly.

You allowed yourself to be held, not realizing until that very moment just how badly you had needed to be. Fresh sobs broke from you and you buried your face into his chest when he said, "Shh now, little girl, I've got you."

#gotg #gotg fanfiction #angst #content warning #yondu x reader #yondu udonta #peter quill #x reader #gamora #guardians of the galaxy #drax the destroyer #mantis #rocket raccoon #groot #kraglin #music

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atypicalgirldraws · 3 years

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Glypha x Rodan Part 5 - The Plan Revealed

Versión en español aquí 👇

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1YPjmCHji176havvdqO68vWdXViMJoL2K/view?usp=sharing

After 3 dates, Rodan accompanies Glypha to her home, kisses her and says goodbye to her.

- Rodan: Well, it's late I must go

- Glypha: Wait ...

- Rodan: What's up my love?

- Glypha: Stay ... with me tonight.

Rodan blushes, he did not expect Glypha to make such a proposal. It had been a while since their relationship began, maybe it was time to take the next step. Glypha guessing his thoughts, approaches and kisses him, to which Rodan wraps her in his arms and they both head inside the cave.

-Me: 😏😏😏 (Ok ok, let’s continue...)

The next morning, Rodan wakes up and watches as his girlfriend continues to sleep, he still couldn't believe that he was next to the most beautiful woman, he wanted to stay by her side forever and make her happy every day. But for now he just had to wake her up, he walks over to her and kisses her forehead.

- Rodan: Good morning my love ... it has already dawned.

- Glypha: Hmm ... Just a few more minutes.

Rodan gets up and stretches his arms while yawning, he starts to think that their relationship is serious, he was sure that Glypha was the ideal partner with whom he would spend the rest of his life, so he was willing to propose to her as soon as she woke up. .

He looks to the sides to find some detail to make the proposal, until he sees in a dark corner a couple of flowers that were born from a crack. He was about to pick them up when he saw something strange on those walls, they looked like carved drawings.

- Rodan: What is this? They seem made by Glypha.

He continued observing and understood that it was a schematic plan, there were drawings, places traveled but at the bottom of that plan there was a phrase that left him paralyzed: "Eliminate Rodan." There was no doubt that it was Glypha's plan of revenge that once intended to be executed.

Rodan begins to tremble, the one whom he considered the love of his life was now his greatest threat, not assimilating what he saw, he decided to investigate Glypha.

- Glypha: Rodan, love. What's going on? You look pale.

- Rodan: Am I your next victim?

- Glypha: I don't know what you're talking about

- Rodan: Don't lie to me !!! You only came to this island to kill me. Why? What did I do to you?

- Glypha: Roll please calm down !!! This is ... difficult to explain.

- Rodan: So it's true, knowing that I was trying to please you, you approached me and when you had the opportunity, you would kill me. I can't believe how blind I was !!!

- Glypha: I fell in love with you !!! And for that reason I abandoned my revenge, Rodan you must believe me. I would already be able to hurt you.

- Rodan: I can no longer trust you, this is over.

Rodan spreads his wings and leaves. He didn't dare look back because he knew he would break down in front of Glypha and he wouldn't have wanted to lose his pride that way.

Glypha however did not stop crying, Mothra had warned her many times about the damage that would cause her to continue with the idea of her revenge, now she had claimed her relationship with Rodan, the only valuable thing she had.

For his part, Rodan, very angry and sad, arrives at where Godzilla is.

- Godzilla: Hey Rodan !!! How was your date last night? I knew you didn't come home, surely you and Glypha were ...

- Rodan: You knew it right? You knew that she wanted to eliminate me from the first day she arrived on this island. Confess now !!!

- Godzilla: Hey wait !!! How did you know?

- Rodan: It can't be. I thought we were friends !!! Why did you hide it from me? !!

- Godzilla: It's a long story. Come sit down, I'll tell you everything.

Godzilla tells his friend all the past, from Robinet's death to the last meeting with Radon, without hiding details so that he could understand Glypha's desire to take revenge on his race.

- Godzilla: Rodan, if Glypha was able to forget her revenge it was thanks to the way you are. You proved to be different from your father which helped her to have a different conception of you and not see you as her enemy.

- Rodan: And I treating her like a criminal, I have behaved like an idiot !!! I doubt he will forgive me after everything I said to him.

- Godzilla: Are you going to give up that easy? If you let time pass, she will walk away and you will never be able to tell her how you feel. And that will become a void that you can never fill, you will only feel bad thinking every day ... that you have lost the only opportunity to be honest with yourself and confess how much ... how much you love her.

Rodan observes that Godzilla changed his face, he could not believe what he had just heard did not seem to be words spoken at random, he sensed that behind that advice there was a part of his life that he did not dare to reveal.

- Rodan: Godzilla, has something similar happened to you? I mean, have you had any old love before Mothra?

- Godzilla: I just know that I still regret letting her go. That's why I'm telling you to go and talk to Glypha before it's too late.

- Rodan: Okay, but you know you can count on me if you need to vent. Bye.

Rodan flies off in the direction of Glypha's house. Meanwhile Godzilla turns around and looks to the horizon, the talk he had with his friend had made him go back to an old memory, and that memory had only one name: Amira.

Here we begin a new story: "Godzilla's First Love"

Do not miss it, tomorrow the prologue of this beautiful story 😊💕

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nalgenewhore · 4 years

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Slipping Through My Fingers - Eleven

masterlist - ao3 - last chapter - next chapter

warnings: none :)

an: it’s soft! it’s sweet! it’s fun! it’s fresh! it’s cool!

Elide hummed as she roused herself from sleep. She let out a soft groan as she stretched out completely and snuggled deeper into her duvet and the pillows beneath her head. “Lor,” she said hoarsely, searching across the mattress only to find cold, rumpled sheets.

With a sharp gasp, she shot up, her eyes flying open. She was alone. There was no one else in her cozy, studio apartment and her heart just dropped. His clothes were gone, his shoes, everything.

It was like the floor had fallen out from under her and she floundered, her chest rising and falling erratically. It didn’t make any sense – he wasn’t lying last night. He couldn’t have been. That- that wasn’t fake, what they had done, what they had said.

Her throat ached with tears as she stumbled out of her bed and nearly tripped on the floor, her chest practically caving in as she reached blindly for the t-shirt Lorcan had tossed on the ground the night before. Just as she finished pulling it over her head, her door opened and Lorcan stepped through, carrying a bag of groceries. “Hey,” he said, his brow furrowing when she launched herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Woah, woah, E, what’s up?”

“You fucking left, asshole,” she muttered, hearing him put the grocery bag down so he could wrap his arms around her waist. “And I woke up alone.”

“I left a note,” he told her and kissed the top of her head, “I had to get my truck. And,” he cupped the back of her thighs and picked her up, “you have no food.”

“Where’s this note you speak of?” she demanded, frowning fiercely as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Lorcan rolled his eyes and kept her lofted with one arm banded under her ass as he reached to grab the note on her table.

“Right here,” he said, passing it to her for her to read.

E - went to get my truck and groceries. you have no food. - L

“Fine,” she muttered again, crumpling the note and tossing it away, “I was wrong.”

He laughed quietly and put her down on the table, reaching up to cup her cheek, “You looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to wake you up.” Lorcan kissed her cheek and then turned away, putting the groceries he’d picked up. “Were you really that worried about me leaving?”

Elide shrugged and picked at the hem of her t-shirt, “Yeah. I like you and last night mattered to me.” She didn’t look up even as she felt, more than heard, him walk up to her, his hands coming to squeeze her ink marked thighs.

“Elide. Look at me.” She did, worrying her lower lip. Lorcan’s eyes were softer than she’d ever seen them when he gripped her chin and gently worked her lip out, then stroked his thumb across the inflicted area. “Last night mattered to me, ok? You matter to me.”

“You matter to me too,” she whispered, reaching up to loop her arms around his neck and toy with his hair. Lorcan rolled his eyes, clicking his tongue at her. Elide giggled as she cupped his face and kissed him, smiling against his lips. “You look good in my kitchen but…”

“What?”

“You would look better if you weren’t wearing a shirt,” she whispered.

Lorcan grinned as he pulled back, “Well, I think you’d know better, so…” He reached between them and continued to kiss her as he unbuttoned his shirt and shucked it off before throwing it onto her bed. Elide dragged a heated eye down his front and ran her hands over his silky smooth skin. “And?”

“Mm-hmm,” she leaned forward and pressed her lips to the skin above his heart. “So much better.”

Their lips found one another’s and they kissed until Elide’s stomach growled and Lorcan drew back with a laugh, telling her to sit pretty while he made breakfast for the two of them.

Conversation flowed effortlessly and Elide, who couldn’t just wait, moved around him to make them both coffee.

Then, they sat on opposite sides of her adjustable worktable to eat their breakfast. It took one look from Elide for Lorcan to take her back to bed.

He held her hand to his skin when she braced it against his chest as she rode him, their gazes locking as they both found their releases.

Elide collapsed against his chest, brushing her lips against his skin. She whimpered slightly when he lifted her off of him to dispose of the condom and then Lorcan wrapped her up in his arms.

“Oh, shit.”

He paused, looking down at her. Anxiety coursed through him, did it break, did he need to run out for an emergency pill- “E, what is it?” He couldn’t have another kid. No way, no how. Not yet, at least. That wasn’t something he’d thought since before Essar had died and it gave him pause, but he didn’t have time to unpack all of that.

Elide tipped her head back and nipped at the skin beneath his jaw, “Squad bar night tomorrow.”

He groaned, vaguely remembering the group text Aelin had sent them all. He was still iffy about Aelin… he didn’t know how to feel about her. Lorcan knew he was being an overprotective mother hen, but he would always feel slightly, if at all, territorial of his brothers. Especially Rowan, especially after Lyria. “Do we really have to go to that?”

She nodded vehemently, “Yes! C’mon, it’ll be fun, we can even tease Fenrys and Mi, you know?”

“Oh, true,” he said, nodding contemplatively. “We could just not tell them and pretend that nothing’s happening.”

“Ooh, I like that,” she said, bracing her tattooed forearms on his equally tattooed chest to prop herself above him. Her hair fell like a curtain around him. “That’s a good idea.”

“I know. I’m the best, am I not?”

“Gods,” she muttered, biting his lower lip before she pressed her lips to his, “you’re a dick.”

+*+*+*+*+*+*

“I’ll see you later,” Lorcan murmured, leaning down to kiss her one last time.

“Ok,” she replied, smoothing her thumb over his cheekbone. “Bye, L.”

“Bye, E,” he echoed, smiling as he pulled away. She passed him his jacket with a slip of paper in his pocket.

Elide was smiling as he walked away, leaned against the doorframe to watch him. What she didn’t see was the happy grin on his lips, something he couldn’t quite quell. The elevator stopped before he could press the button and the doors slid open to reveal Elide’s neighbour, Yrene, and… Aelin.

Lorcan, Elide, and Aelin all froze. All he could do was nod once and step to the side, his hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck as his cheeks flushed.

Yrene gave him a pitying glance as she and Aelin walked out and he walked in, turning to give Elide a look that said sorry as her eyes begged him to stay. Lorcan just pressed the lobby button as Elide shook her head and mouthed Come back here.

The last thing he heard as the door slid shut was Aelin yelling, “ELIDE LOCHAN! YOU LITTLE HUSSY-”

Lorcan sighed to himself and leaned back against the mirrored wall, digging his phone out of his pocket and the slip of paper she’d slid into his pocket. It had her number written on it in her perfect printing and he plugged it into his phone.

He texted her i'm sorry and waited as the ellipsis popped up, tapping his foot as he waited for her answer.

Her answer was in all caps, COME BACK HERE ISTG LORCAN

Lorcan laughed dryly, i have to pick up my child - he misses me

He waited for a moment, but the typing bubble never popped back up so he stuffed it back in his pocket and waited for the elevator to stop.

Lorcan was already in his truck when his phone buzzed and he took it out, wincing as he read her text, just four little words.

i'm gonna kill you.

Then, she quickly followed with, i’ll see you tomorrow and don’t tell fen or mi!!

He smiled and answered, see you then e

That smile stayed on his face the entire drive to Fenrys and Nehemia’s. When he pulled up, he saw Kohana in the front yard, playing around while Nehemia enjoyed her tea and watched him from the front porch.

She waved at him as he stepped out of his vehicle and waited as Kohana saw him and quickly sprinted over, his long hair flying out behind him. “Dad, hi-hi!”

“Heya, kiddo,” he said, grunting slightly under the impact of his kid jumping him. Lorcan shifted Kohana to his side, “Did you have a nice time?”

“Yup! Watched ‘Lantis and Prince of Egypt and Lion King. That’s three movies, até.”

“Wow, three movies? Lucky you,” Lorcan said, beginning the walk up to the house. “Mi, how are you?”

Nehemia smiled knowingly, glancing down at his slightly rumpled clothes, the same from the night before. “I’m great.” She sipped from her mug and hummed, “Are those the same clothes you were wearing last night?”

Lorcan looked down at himself, as did Kohana who did not understand what on earth they were talking about. “Oh, well how bout that, I guess they are. Had a nice night.”

“Oh?”

“Mm-hmm.” Lorcan looked down at his son when Kohana began tapping his cheek incessantly. “Yes, child?”

“Did you watch a movie, Dad? I watched-ed movies.”

“I did not watch any movies,” Lorcan answered him, giving Nehemia a look when she arched a brow.

“Oh, well, that does not sound fun,” Kohana said, cupping his hands around Lorcan’s ear to whisper, “I missed you, Dad. Can you stay home tonight with me?” He put his face directly in front of Lorcan’s, pressing the tip of his little button nose against his father’s.

“Yeah,” Lorcan said, shifting to kiss his son’s cheek. “Go get your bag, ok?” Kohana nodded vigorously as he was set down on the porch and bustled back into the house.

“So,” Nehemia began, her long nails clinking against her china mug, “the date?”

Lorcan shrugged, shoving his hands in his pocket, “Eh. Fine. Nothing special.”

She rolled her eyes and punched his shoulder, “Lorcan.”

“Fine, fine,” he conceded, smirking smugly, “dinner was lovely. The Willows was delightful. I had the pan-seared foie-gras with rhubarb and she had the sole meunière.”

“That’s not what I was asking about and you know it,” she seethed, eyes flashing. “What about your date, you insufferable man?”

Creator bless that kid, because Kohana came running back out just then, saving Lorcan from having to answer. “Ready, ready, ready!” He put his bag down as he sat to put on his sneakers. “Whatcha talkin’ ‘bout, Mi-Mi? Why is my daddy ins- insuff- insuff-abble?”

Nehemia crouched down and helped him put on his puffy jacket, “Your daddy is being silly and irritating.”

“Oh, oh, really? You’re trying to turn my child against me? Classy move, Ytger.”

“I do what I can,” she said. “Alright, malaika, I’ll see you later, ok?” Kohana nodded and hugged her, on his tiptoes to wrap his arms around her neck. “I love you, baby.”

“Love you too, Mi-Mi. Sala kakuhle*,” he said, looking very proud, as he should, of himself for his near-perfect pronunciation of the Eyllwe farewell. “I did it!”

“Oh, gods, get him out of here before I cry,” Nehemia said, watching with a fond look as Lorcan and Kohana said good-bye and walked away. Kohana was hopping the entire way to the truck and rolled down his window to wave at Nehemia as they drove away.

Lorcan looked in the rearview mirror and smiled, only feeling a little guilty that he was using his kid as a pawn.

+*+*+*+*+*+*

“I wanna play, Dad,” Kohana said, climbing up onto the couch that Lorcan was sitting on, headset on and forearms braced against his thighs as he clicked over the controller. Tigger was stretched out along the bay windows, decidedly not interested in whatever they were doing. “Can I play?”

“Yeah, just one second,” Lorcan drew out the syllables as Kohana crawled between his legs and sat with his back against Lorcan’s front, reaching for the controller. Lorcan put down his microphone, addressing the other players, “Boyos, lil man wants to play. What are we thinking?”

He smiled at the chorus of assent, the loudest being Rowan and Vaughan as they hyped up the five year old. They did this frequently, letting Kohana join in on their gaming nights whenever he wanted, which wasn’t super often. Kohana had his own ‘special’ controller, which was just an extra one Lorcan had lying around. He could press whatever button he wanted, it didn’t matter cause it wasn’t connected to anything.

Kohana giggled and clapped his little hands, greedily grabbing the controller and began smashing the buttons, a fierce frown on his brow. Lorcan chuckled and rested his chin on Kohana’s head, unplugging his headset so that the kid could hear it too.

With every win, they praised Kohana, telling him he was the absolute best of all time. He soaked it all up, his eyes lighting up.

Finally, once they’d won, everyone signed off and Lorcan got off before Fenrys could start riding him about his date. He needed… to talk to his kid. He wouldn’t name names, no specifics, but… he needed to suss it out. All he had said to the boys was that he had a nice time and he wasn’t saying anything more.

“Até, can we watch Space Jam?”

“Always, kid,” Lorcan replied, using the remote to choose the movie. Kohana bounced excitedly and snuggled back into his chest, gripping the hoodie Lorcan wore in his little fists. “Ko…”

“Yeah?”

“What would you think if I had a new… friend?”

“I think you should have lots of friends, Dad. I don’t have lots of friends ‘cause I don’t like the other kids but I have Essie and that’s enough for me.”

Lorcan’s heart squeezed in his chest and he smiled, “Essie is a great friend, huh? Well, that’s not really the type of friend I was talking about. Remember when we met Ro’s friend?”

Kohana nodded, “Yeah! She’s gots goldy hair and her name is Aelin. I like her, but she is very loud. She is nice, too, Dad.”

“She is,” Lorcan laughed and agreed with him, keeping his eyes on the screen where a young Michael Jordan was shooting hoops in his backyard. “She is also very loud.”

A little gasp escaped Kohana and he stood up on the couch, steadying himself by grabbing Lorcan’s face.“Dad, Ro kissed Aelin. Is it a friend like that? A adult friend?”

Blood pounding in his ears, Lorcan swallowed once and nodded, “Yeah. An adult friend like Ro’s. What would you, ah, think about that?” The movie still played while Kohana contemplated.

His brow was furrowed and he flicked his ochre-coloured eyes upwards. “Um… I think that would be ok. Would that make you happy, Dad?”

The question took him by surprise and he had to hold back tears. Kohana really was the perfect person. “Yeah, baby, it would make me happy.”

“Would you forget my Mama?” Kohana asked quietly, not looking at Lorcan as he did.

Lorcan sucked in a sharp breath, quick to say no, he would never. “Ko, I’ll never forget your Mama, ok? I love her so much and you too.”

“Well then I think you should have a adult friend, Dad. I think it would be good if you were happy.” Kohana sat down again, his head tucked under Lorcan’s chin. “You were sad for a long time, you know. You didn’t used to smile lots. You know, you smile more now.”

Lorcan kissed the top of his child’s head, smiling softly. “I do.”

“That’s a good thing,” Kohana said sleepily, yawning and struggling to keep his eyes open. “I like it when you’re happy.” He was asleep before Lorcan could say anything. His own exhaustion weighed down on him and he didn’t have the energy to stop the movie before he was laying down on the couch and passing out.

+*+*+*+*+*+*

Elide walked into Connall and Vaughan’s bar, which they had closed for the night, and saw Lorcan already sitting on a stool, one foot on the spindle, the other on the floor. He was talking animatedly with Rowan and Aelin. Aelin noticed her first and smiled, hopping off of her boyfriend’s lap to run over, “Ellie!”

“Babes,” Elide said, hugging her sister but keeping her eye on Lorcan, who had turned and then smiled at her. “Hi, darling.”

Aelin giggled, already tipsy. She drew back and danced around, swinging her hips to the music and twirling Elide around. Then, she got serious and pulled up short, “Oh my gods, you fucked Lorcan!”

Blood rushed to her cheeks and she avoided looking at Lorcan, “Ae, inside voice, hon. And yes, I did.”

“Well, you know, I’m not really mad about it,” Aelin whispered theatrically. “You two are cute together!” She raised her voice for the next part, “But if he hurts you, I will castrate him!” Rowan and Lorcan both groaned instinctively, subconsciously covering their groins. “Come come, let’s liquor you up.”

She dragged Elide back to the bar, dropping her hand to slide back into Rowan’s lap. Elide smiled at Lorcan, knowing Kohana was with Malakai and Emrys for the night. It was a Monday, which really wasn’t ideal, but with Rowan’s schedule as a paramedic, they needed to be flexible.

“Hi,” she said, slotting herself between his spread legs. He smiled, his hand ghosting up her side to squeeze her waist and pull her closer. His other hand reached up to tap the temple of her glasses.

“Cute glasses.”

“You’ve said that already.”

Leaning down, Lorcan said, “Kids, close your eyes.” Elide was smiling as he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her slowly, thoroughly. She wound her arms around his neck, humming when his left hand slid around her back and down to her ass, fitting into the right pocket of her high-waisted skinny jeans.

Aelin groaned in disgust and gagged until they broke apart, laughing as Elide turned to the side and leaned into him. “Come on, have a heart,” she joked, “don’t you care about youngins in love?”

The other couple regarded them with unimpressed expressions as they laughed again and Vaughan rolled his eyes, “Alright, what do you want to drink, El?”

“Mmmmm,” she drummed her fingers over Lorcan’s denim-clad thigh, “I will take… a…” Sighing, she turned to Lorcan. “Choose for me, I don’t care as long as it’s booze.” Elide leaned further against him. “Work sucked.”

The kids had been extra wild today and she’d been at her wits end by the time the bell rang. Lorcan removed his hand from her pocket and rubbed her back soothingly, kissing the side of her head. “I’m sorry, E.” She sighed, gladly accepting the tequila soda Vaughan slid her way.

“‘t’s ok. I’d rather just forget about it all,” she said, smiling when Lorcan’s hand slid back to her pocket. They collectively moved on, listening and laughing about a call Rowan had gotten earlier that day.

Some minutes later, Fenrys and Nehemia ran in, apologizing for being late.

“Sorry, there was traffic and I got home late and- Lorcan has his hand on Elide’s ass.”

Everyone looked back at Lorcan and Elide, nodding and shrugging. “Oh, it seems that he does. Interesting,” Vaughan said, “now, come on, Ro, what happened next?”

“Oh, yeah, so,” Rowan sipped from his beer, nodding, “we get to the place right and we’re getting ready to-”

“LORCAN’S HAND IS ON ELIDE’S ASS, WHY AREN’T WE TALKING ABOUT THAT?!” Fenrys shouted, throwing his hands up.

“Fen, babe,” Nehemia began, trying to calm him. “Breathe.”

“But his hand- her ass- Lorcan- Elide.” Someone put a drink in his hand and he chugged it. “So what is this?”

Lorcan and Elide looked at each other, both shrugging. She spoke for them as Lorcan picked at the hem of her oversized Pussy Riot t-shirt, “We don’t know. And if we did, we wouldn’t tell you, Marama. Go find something else to occupy yourself with.”

Everyone except for Fenrys laughed and teased him, their night continuing on.

+*+*+*+*+*+*

It wasn’t late yet, but Elide and Lorcan were heading out. She had to be at work early and not hungover, so he offered to give her a ride home.

Elide was sitting in the passenger seat, holding Lorcan’s hand in her lap as she asked, “So… what are we?” She looked up at him when she asked, biting her cheek. “I don’t want to pressure you or anything, but I kinda… just want to know?”

He smiled and lifted their joined hands to his lips, kissing her knuckles, “Me too. I like you, a lot, and you feel the same way.” She nodded in confirmation, a small smile on her lips. “It’s new, yeah? We don’t have to… label it,” Lorcan made a face as he said it and wrinkled his nose, “I really hate that I just said that.”

“I hate it too. But I agree,” she said, leaning over the centre console to press her lips to his. For the rest of the ride, they sat in a comfortable silence.

He walked her to her door, smiling as she tugged him down by his collar to kiss him. They were sharing identical grins as she pulled away and turned to her lobby door.

Lorcan waited as she unlocked her door and stepped in, pausing when he didn’t move. “You don’t have to go home tonight, right?”

“Nope. I’m a free man.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up, love.”

+*+*+*+*+*+*

*Sala kakulhe: Good-bye in Xhosa (language i use for eyllwe)

an: wow so sweet and soft 🥰 i mean.....how much could change in six chapters, really? like honestly, *how* much could change?

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gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot · 3 years

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"You're suffering from 'rad worms', I'm suffering from a lot of things... like irritation."

"I'm glad my choices are shown in the wasteland"

"Why can't they realise I shot them on accident? I'm lowering my weapon? Ugh fine, bye brotherhood"

"Mmm loot"

"The motherlode? I've never heard of that quest before"

"2/5? Cheatsss, where ya at"

"Ok, its 1am, I don't have time to do a full quest."

"I wish Beckett said nice things to me"

"What am I doing here again? Right. Foundation thing"

"Aww... bye bryan..bryanand...seth? Bye you two, you're welcome to join my group anytime"

"I need--" *controller starts to vibrate* [cave man spongebob meme] "where, where the bad"

"Ew people outside..."

"Its 1am? Go to bed humans, what the f, who's outside at 1am mon- tuesday?"

*jumps from train car to another* "whee"

"Where the fuck is--" *loud unknown alien shreik that's choking on soda* "fucking fuckety fuck, can people PLEASE stop leaving their power armour skeleton behind? I'm going to cRY"

"Aaaaaa where is the fucking thief... fine, you win, I'll put on the tracker"

"52% you fucker"

"YoU aRe SuFfErInG fRoM rAd WoRmS"

"Blood eagle flayer? More like blood eagle FLYING- EYY"

"Yes raider woman, my weapon is amazing. I bought it from my adopted player. For 5k, worth it tho"

"Smile, Meg. I'm not taking a new pic, this is it. No no I gave you the chance"

"DoNt ThEy KnOw We WeRe HeRe FiRsT"

"Dude... if you sit in a chair, and leave and come back and a person is sitting there... that's not your chair anymore, if you didnt put your name on it, or say loudly that's your seat. Bruh, you're stealing their shit. Just own up to it, lame ass raider. Nuka world raiders wouldve killed you for breathing"

"I've soon caught up to my sister in level... I cant wait, its gonna be a race from there on"

"I hate Raf"

"Killing a glowing creature isnt a daily? Wtf? Its 1am?"

"??? Ok somehow I missed the glowing creature part of the daily?"

"If I sleep now, I can game more tomorrow"

"I feel so fucking clever. If I sell the photos to foundation or crater, then jump map, and then give it to Davenport... it's like I never did and I've earned 160 caps bitches"

"Pumpkin house... camp... Davenport... sleep"

"Get out of there so I can lock your fucking container"

"Why is there like 6 people left on the map"

"Theres a fucking fly in here and this is why you dont open windows"

"6 hours until I have to wake up, and it could've been 7 or even 8 but noooo~ I just had to do the daily🙄"

"I'm sorry fam, I have to leave...... to join another world"

"Is it still adopting a player if the character is a higher level than you? Bcuz I've somehow adopted one that's lvl 300... or wait, no, I didnt get adopted cuz I didnt require help or anything? I helped them... if anything the player is stalking both my characters??? I am confusion 😖"

"... theres a nuke...... ok it depends on the other players"

"Oh fuck yeah, I'm going"

"Cmere papa wendigo "

"I just stole a magazine right in front of a high level dude omg I'm so scared"

"Ok, I'm ready, liquid courage"

"Why do players shoot on others? Is it to check if they pvp? Of they have Pacifist on? Like? Why waste bullets"

"Damn! That was like 4 mins, always join high level players, wow!" *me being a high level player*

"Amazing, I cant get over it"

"Ok, camp, then sleep"

"... no, no more quests."

"Yay, five floors... ok, jesus, gaming is addictive"

"Goodbye friends, thank you for the event"

#gaming #fallout 76 #relatable gaming thoughts #memes #fallout #fallout76 #funny #fo76

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princessjungeun · 4 years

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7:30 Backstories: Ryujin

Content warning: guns and bombs

That Tuesday night when Seoul got attacked, Ryujin was at home in her bed, her girlfriend in her arms. Jisu has decided to spend the rest of the week at Ryujin’s, as Jisu lived in the heart of Seoul. For safety she headed to her girlfriend’s house, an hour outside of the city.

When the first bomb dropped it was heard distantly, but not felt. Ryujin felt Jisu’s body tense at the sound “what was that?” Not wanting to admit she knew what was to come, Ryujin responded “it was probably nothing baby, try to sleep.” Jisu asked “are you sure?” Ryu...I’m scared.”

Ryujin pulled the smaller girl closer into her arms, “we’ll be fine baby girl just try to sleep okay?” Jisu complied, nuzzling into Ryujin’s neck, her lips softly placing kisses on her lover’s skin.

That night Ryujin didn’t sleep. She continued to hear bombs dropping, the sound didn’t get louder with time, they stayed distant.

In the morning Ryujin noticed her younger sister Yuna had slept through the entire thing, not realizing their country was under attack. The news channels were all reporting that the city was attacked and enemy forces were trying to control the capital. Some people in the city had been captured and taken by the enemy as well. These people either forced to become enemy soldiers, held for ransom, or simply murdered.

Upon hearing this Ryujin’s parents decided the family needed to split up. Yuna, Jisu, and Ryujin’s mother moving further south, away from the city, was best. Whereas Ryujin would live with her dad in the mountains. Quickly the family packed bags, and loaded their vehicles to leave in the night.

“Ryujin-ah. We have to go, come on now.” Her father waved for her to say her goodbyes. Ryujin hugged her mom first, “bye eomma. I’ll see you soon ok? I love you.” Her mother held her eldest in her arms, for what they both didn’t know would be the last.

Yuna hugged her older sister “I’ll take care of Jisu for you ok? I know I’m the baby but I can do it. I’ll do the same for mom. Just look out for dad ok?” Ryujin nodded and pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

Jisu collapsed into her girlfriend’s arms, she sobbed heavily not wanting to say goodbye. Ryujin kissed her “It’s okay baby. No tears, you’ll see me again. I’ll see you soon, I promise I will find you.” Jisu chokes out “what if you don’t?” Brushing a piece of hair from her girlfriend’s face Ryujin said “I will. I promise, there’s nothing that will keep me from being with you again. I love you Jisu-ah.”

Ryujin left with her dad that night, they arrived in the mountains not too long after. From that day forward Ryujin’s father taught her how to survive alone. He also taught her to shoot guns. Day in and day out she worked on her aim until she never missed her target.

•

“Dad? Hello? Anyone home?” Ryujin woke up one morning around 5 AM. The birds outside were already singing, the sky was just starting to get light. She walked into the kitchen and saw a note on the stove:

My Ryujin,

Please take care of yourself. I want you to leave as soon as you read this. I left while you were asleep, do not look for me, I am long gone from you now. Go find Yuna and Jisu. Your mother and I are together, do not worry about us. You have what you need to survive like Ive taught you. Start to head South East, there you should find Yuna and Jisu. Please protect yourself, my eldest daughter, my pride and joy, I love you always.

-Dad

Ryujin did as she was told, throwing all her stuff into a bag and slinging it over her shoulder. She grabbed her and her father’s guns before leaving the house.

•

Ryujin wandered for weeks, she knew she had a destination, but she didn’t know how to get there. A few passerbyers helped her here and there, but she often didn’t ask for help out of fear they’d send her in the wrong direction.

She made it out of the mountains fairly quickly and to where she assumed was south east. Sometimes she stopped in towns, stealing from vacant houses and stores. Day and night she walked alone, dragging herself along, the only thing driving her was Yuna and Jisu.

Another night, another empty town she wandered through. Her body starting to give beneath her she decided it was time she stopped and went to sleep. Finding a house she kicked open the door and walked in, searching it high and low for people before settling in.

This home had clearly been abandoned for months, it reeked of dust and dry mold. The furniture definitely harboring dust mites and bed bugs. She choked on the smell every few minutes but she’d have to deal with it until she could get moving tomorrow.

Ryujin found an old wooden dresser, heavy enough to barricade the door from anyone coming in. She pulled the windows down and dragged the drapes over, making the room dark enough to see, but also dark enough to sleep. She found a spot in the corner of the main area of the house. The wall caved in just enough to cradle her body just the right way. She leaned back, resting her head on a balled up shirt she pulled from her bag. Making sure she was secure, she kept one gun strapped to her back, the other in her arms. She softly hummed to herself as she drifted off to sleep.

•

A loud pop followed by a mirror shattering in the home woke Ryujin up. The sky was still dark, but she was now very much awake. She dropped to the ground wondering where the bullets were coming from, there was nobody in town when she arrived.

She heard the shouts of three people, two girls and a boy. They were yelling to each other in a mix of English and Korean, one girl having a distinct Australian accent.

Ryujin crawled on the floor and peered out the window. She noticed the three people yelling were young, a girl with lavender hair hiding behind a tree. Unlike other people Ryujin’s seen, this girl didn’t look scared. The girl was tall, she had long, thin arms and legs.

The lavender haired girl sprinted across from one side of the street to another. Crawling up a tree as if she was a squirrel. Ryujin heard her shout “Can one of you two do something? They’re going to kill us!”

Usually Ryujin wasn’t one to help other people in these situations. However she realized that if they made it this far and they’re this young, and not dead, they’re worth sticking with. She saw the boy had muscle, one girl had throwing knives, and the other was quick on her feet. These were the people she wanted to be with.

Ryujin slipped onto the roof of the house, laying down and easily spotting the enemies of these young people. Propping herself up on one arm she found her first target. Closing one eye she focused before pulling the trigger, hitting the person square in the head, between their eyes. She did this until she hit all five of her targets.

The lavender haired girl slowly came out of the tree she hid in once she deemed it safe. The boy and other girl coming from behind bushes. The three looked around the empty street wondering who saved them. Ryujin stood up and slid down the roof, landing on her feet in front of the three.

Ryujin held her gun in her hands, it wasn’t loaded and the lock was on, but they didn’t need to know. “Put your hands up!” She told the three sternly.

Ryujin looked them all up and down, walking around them to see if they had anything they could immediately hurt her with. “Who are you all associated with?”

The boy spoke up “we arent with anyone. It’s just the three of us, we’re just trying to find our friends and families.” Ryujin stated firmly “I want in.”

The lavender haired girl responded “hell no. We don’t know you. You could work for someone we don’t want to be around.” Ryujin laughed and said “either I join you three or only one of us is walking away from this. And i’ll give you a hint, she doesn’t have purple hair.”

The third one looked at the purple haired girl and the boy, she immediately said “deal.”

Ryujin smiled and dropped her weapon and let it hang on her back.

“Alright, let’s go then.”

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vestancethesmol · 4 years

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The Taste of a Tiny~

Word count: 1.7k

tw: fatal, vore, g/t vore, fear play

this was somethin i made for @patpat-snore since there's no vore fics for preds really (this is in the pov of a pred) I hope you like it lots!!! I'm sorry if I did bad!

It was a terrible day for you, your coworker called in sick and asked you to cover his shift, and for some dumb reason, you did it. Although if you had known what you were in for that day, you would've hung up the moment that they called you. It was horrible, it was the holidays of course, so everyone was in a rush, people were in terrible moods, makes you wonder what happened to the “holiday spirit” which is supposedly in the air. But for your workplace, the holiday spirit may as well have been nonexistent with how this women was treating you. She was screaming, demanding to purchase an item that hadn't been in store for weeks now, due to the fact that it was probably Christmas Eve of all times, and last minute shopping never went well. But she didn't care, she wanted it and she wanted it now. It was only until your General manager had stepped in that she finally caved in and went home, muttering a string of curse words and bad cheer under her breath as she exited. The day was awful sure, but as if Lady Luck herself had come down and smooched you on the cheek, your boss told you that you could go home early!!! You practically skipped out of the building after clocking out, you were so happy, you had never gotten out this early. A myriad of things to do with your newfound free time were swimming in your head. But as lady luck was smiling upon you, she was not smiling upon an unknown resident of your home…

Unbeknownst to you, there had been a little woman living within your apartment walls for quite some time. She was always careful, always meticulous, learning your schedule perfectly so that she wouldn't end up getting spotted by her massive roommate, but it wouldn't help her today, as this was the first time in years that you had ever clocked out sooner that 5:30. She was out in your apartment, sneaking out little nibbles of the loaf of bread that had been sitting in your pantry for a few days now, a little morsel of the spongy grain saddled on her back, ready for transport back into her home. She snuck her way out onto the kitchen counter, the hidden entryway to her living space mere feet away as the apartment door slowly creaked open, a heart stopping chill running its way across the borrower’s spine, freezing her in her tracks like a deer in headlights. Her day about to take a turn for the worse.

You lazily dropped your keys on the table, and walked into your kitchen, very very very very very hungry after an annoying day’s work, but what you laid your eyes on was not food, well not yet anyway, but a tiny woman instead, her tiny eyes wide with fear, the piece of bread falling from

her grasp and onto the counter without a sound. Your own eyes were wide too, way wider than hers obviously, but still, it was a massive surprise to you too. You had always heard stories from your grandmother of the little people who lived in people’s walls, and were always excited by them, always searching for them whenever you went to her house. But you always thought that those stories were just fairy tales, made up for little kids to give them a sense of wonder in the world, you didn't expect for one to be in your house! Although… you always did have this bizarre fascination with what a tiny human would taste like. What it would feel like for them to wriggle down your hungry gullet. What it would feel like to have them writhe and squirm inside your cavernous belly as they were turned into nutrients for your body.You suddenly found yourself licking your lips with hunger, a gluttonous look in your eyes, and to top it off, a devious smile painting itself across your features. A smile that could only mean danger for the little thief inside your apartment.

“By all means, enjoy the piece of bread little one, you've clearly earned it, after all, if I hadn’t gotten home early you would've already eaten it” You said sinisterly, your much larger eyes studying the tiny, like a butcher’s customer would study the cuts of meat, wondering how she would taste once you had gotten her into your maw. You had decided to hold off on devouring her outright, not until you had sufficiently toyed with her. “I-if you insist mister, th-thank you for letting me have this, I r-really appreciate it” she stammered sheepishly, tentatively taking little nibbles of the bread, the tiny very clearly still terrified of what you might do now that you had found out that she was living in your home. After a minute or two of nibbling she had finally finished her snack, although yours was just about to begin you had thought to yourself…

“Th-thank you for letting me eat some of your bread mister, now if you don't mind I’ll just get out of your hair by going back to my ho-”

“Going so soon? But we had just met little one, and after all, you may have had your food, but I haven't had mine quite yet” You chuckled ominously before slamming your hand down atop the counter, mere inches from the tiny female who was about to escape, causing her to fall backwards onto her rear in shock. “Wh-what do you mean by food?” she inquired meekly, the little one crawling backwards, away from your massive palm that was blocking her path “What do I mean by food? Well I mean you my dear~ After all, if a delectable little treat is going to waltz around my countertops, who am I to miss out on this golden opportunity?” You explained, your hungry eyes never once leaving her frail and vulnerable form. She just looked so… helpless like this so… delicious, you couldn't wait any longer your, your free hand swooped in to snatch her up, each one of your fingers wrapping around her like a snake, making her confinement in your hand more and more secure with each digit that had curled around her. You lifted her up effortlessly, bringing your adorably helpless prey up to your face. “Don't worry little one, this won't hurt… much, and, don't think about it as your end, think of it as a very warm, very wet roller coaster ride, ok?” You stated, letting your warm breath spill out over your meal with each word, giving her a taste of what's to come inside of your hungry, hungry mouth. “Ahhhh~” You opened wide and stuck out your tongue, placing your tiny, feminine morsel atop the pink muscle, marinating her in your own saliva as you slowly withdrew your tongue back into your cavernous maw. Once the snack had been brought in past your teeth, you shut your mouth, giving her a curtain of your pearly white teeth instead of the kitchen light that she used to see, but her journey wasn't quite over yet as you waggled your tongue around inside your mouth, making sure to get the little visitor thoroughly coated in your own saliva before her trip down your throat. You could feel her squirms, it was so very clear that she was trying to fight your tongue, it felt like a little wrestling match to you, a wrestling match that you won quite easily as you pinned her beneath your tongue, pressing her little body against the floor of your mouth, licking all over her little body. You tasted every inch of her, she was so perfect, sweeter than a piece of your favorite candy. You felt her little arms trying to push up against your snake-like tongue, but it was no use at this point, it was very clear that you were fully intent on devouring her like the piece of food that she was. In one last, little tease, you decided to let her head pop out from beyond your lips, your tongue wrapping itself around her waist in order to prevent escape. You looked upon her adorable little head, her hair stuck to her face and the side of her head now that it had been doused with your spit, you giggled to yourself, the chuckles reverberating throughout your body, causing your guest to rumble a tad bit as your finger drew ever so close to her little head, the digit making a circular motion as it crept closer… and closer until… boop! Your giant finger pushed her head back inside to your awaiting mouth, your tongue assisting in the task to pull her back in. “Alright, enough games, I can't wait any longer” You thought to yourself, a giddy grin breaking out along your face, excited at the prospect of a real life borrower meal!

“Bye Bye little one~ enjoy the roller coaster ride down” You murmured to your struggling prey before throwing your head back, letting the delectable woman slide down, savoring her flavor on each taste bud as she skidded past, plummeting down your warm throat, you brought up one of your fingers to the bulge in your throat, trailing its descent down and down and down until they fell into the bottom of your gut, where you let your hand rest on your now full belly, a content smile upon your face at having enjoyed a wonderful meal. “Thank you for the food dear, you were absolutely delicious, so delicious that I wish that there were mo-URP!” Your monologue cut off by a massive belch erupting past your lips, probably your tummy thanking you for feeding it. “As I was saying, so delicious that I wish I could taste you over and over again, but sadly, I'll have to settle for this one time” You spoke softly, drumming your fingers over the spot where she had landed, the tiny clearly still moving around inside, hopefully coming to terms with her digestion. “All this playing made me sleepy, I think I'll take a nap little one, don't go anywhere~” You teased, going off to your bedroom to sleep as your little passenger would soon digest inside you, hopefully giving you energy for your workday tomorrow...

#soft vore #g/t vore #vore writing #vore story #male vore

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sisterpiranha · 4 years

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The Art of Snake Charming, ch. 6

Pairing: Lawrusso, Daniel Larusso/Amanda Larusso (at the start, I mean, they are engaged)

Summary: Johnny is a stripper. Daniel has a bachelor party. Louie is an idiot.

MASTERLIST

CHAPTER 6

Daniel left the doctor with a bandage around his head and a prescription for painkillers. He didn’t have a concussion, which was a relief, but he’d still have to take it easy for the next couple of days. He found Johnny sitting where he had left him, but now the small cut on his forehead was covered in plaster and he was holding an ice pack against the bruise next to his eye. He smiled when he saw Daniel approaching.

“You survived then?”

“Not even a concussion.”

“Not surprising with that hard head of yours.”

“Where did you get that?” Daniel asked, pointing at the man’s face.

“Turns out a friend of mine is working here tonight, she fixed,” Johnny said with a smile.

“Johnny!” As if summoned by the man’s words, a young beautiful woman materialised next to them. She had curly hair, beautiful tan skin and a bright smile that was focused on Johnny. “Are you leaving already?”

“Yes, thanks for everything Carmen. But Daniel needs rest, so we should be going.”

“So you’re Daniel!” The woman turned to him with a smirk, a strong accent colouring her words, “Johnny told me so much about you.”

“He… He did?” Daniel asked, a smile starting to form on his lips.

“Of course! His old karate friend!”

“Rival! I said rival, she’s still learning English and doesn’t know what she’s saying. And I didn’t tell her a lot, I just might have mentioned you a few times, that’s all.”

“You don’t say,” Daniel said, a smile getting wider.

“Don’t give me that face, it was nothing. We talked about a lot of people, you were bound to come up.”

“Whatever you say.”

Carmen looked at them with a fond smile.

“And Johnny saved you today, no? He’s very brave.”

“He is,” Daniel agreed.

“Now take him home to rest, Johnny,” she said to the blonde man hugging him, “and give Migui and Robby a kiss for me when you get home.”

Daniel felt a pang in his chest at the mention of the other man’s boyfriend. Johnny threw him a sideways look, but Daniel tried to keep his expression blank.

“Will do, see you later Carmen.”

“Goodbye Daniel, it was nice to meet you,” she said surprising him with a hug of his own.

“B… bye!” Daniel responded, still flabbergasted by the whole encounter.

“Come on, we should go.”

Daniel followed Johnny to his car. The wound wasn’t serious, but he still wasn’t in any shape to drive, so he waited for the man to re-break into the car and then opened the passenger seat door for him.

“You’ll need to get that sorted as soon as possible,” Johnny said as he wired the cables under the wheel and turned the engine on.

“I have an extra set of keys at home. I’ll get the rest seen at the dealership on Monday.”

Daniel told him his address, and Johnny drove in silence for a few minutes.

“She seemed nice. The nurse, I mean. Back at the hospital.”

“Carmen? She is.”

“You seem close.”

“She’s my next-door neighbour.”

“Right. I mean, I don’t even know my neighbours' names, much less let them hug me, but still.”

“What are you saying?” Johnny asked suspiciously, like Daniel was insinuating something.

“Nothing! Just that it’s nice that you have friends. Close friends, even.”

“Are you saying that you don’t have friends? Because I won’t believe it, I saw them when I went to your bachelor party.”

“Them? I mean, I wouldn’t call them friends, acquaintances more like. People I know from work. I guess Mr Miyagi is my friend, but he’s so much more than that. He’s family.”

“Carmen is like family too. Or as much family as I have nowadays, other than Robby.”

“Who is Migui?”

“Carmen’s son. Robby’s with him.”

“He babysits him?”

“They keep each other company,” Johnny answered with a fond smile on his lips.

Johnny turned on the radio and changed stations until Daniel stopped him placing a hand on his arm.

“Leave it here.”

“You like Speedwagon?” Johnny asked incredulously.

“What kind of man doesn’t?” Daniel answered with a grin.

Both men shared a smile and spent the next few minutes singing together like teenagers would have done. After the song was over, the ease that had developed between them seemed to have grown. They spent the rest of the ride talking quietly, jumping from topic to topic effortlessly. Although there were certain things they avoided discussing. As if by an unspoken agreement, neither of them mentioned their partners, Daniel’s wedding or Johnny’s work. Daniel thought that, bizarrely, that precise car ride was probably the happiest and most comfortable he had felt in the last few years.

However, it didn’t last long. One stop at the drugstore and then, all too soon, they arrived at Daniel’s place. Johnny walked him to his apartment, carefully looking for any sign of dizziness or instability in his step. A flare of an unnamed feeling warmed his chest, a feeling for a man who had been his enemy but had still dedicated his night to help him.

Daniel struggled with the keys for a bit, there was a shake in his hand that couldn’t be solely attributed to his head wound. When he finally managed to open the door, a hand stopped him before he could enter.

“I should be going,” Johnny said, “I’ll get a taxi back to my place.”

“You’re leaving?” Daniel knew it was something he should have expected, what reason did he have for staying? And yet, Johnny saying it felt like a bucket of cold water had just been emptied over his head. The past few hours had brought him unimaginably close to his former rival and Daniel realised that he would miss his presence painfully. The man hadn’t even left yet and he was already craving his company again.

“You need to rest,” the man said pointedly.

“Of course, I just thought…” Daniel looked down, embarrassed. What had he thought? Johnny had his own life to get back to, and so did Daniel. A fiance, a wedding, a career, where did the blonde fit into? Of course, he had to leave. But then Daniel made the mistake of looking up and the moment their eyes met, he knew he would do something stupid. “It’s just that the doctor said that I shouldn’t be left alone, just in case, you know? So I thought maybe you could stay tonight. I know it’s a huge imposition…”

Daniel looked pleadingly at the man. Amanda had often called him out on what she had dubbed as his “Bambi eyes” and he wasn’t ashamed to say that he was using them at full force now. He just knew deep down that if he let Johnny go, he wouldn’t see him again and this past two days would have been nothing but a daydream. He couldn’t allow that. Not now that he was starting to get a glimpse of the Johnny that was buried beneath all those memories from years before.

“Wouldn’t you rather have your fiance here?” Johnny said fidgeting.

“It’s late, I don’t want to alarm her. I’ll call her tomorrow and explain. I’ll be completely fine by then, I’ll even be able to drive you home in the morning,” Daniel said earnestly and he could see in Johnny’s eyes that he was about to cave in.

“Ok, I’ll stay. But I’ll have to make a phone call first,” Johnny said with a sigh and both men entered the apartment.

“Of course, you wouldn’t want Robby to worry,” Daniel said not without a tinge of venom, but Johnny didn’t respond.

“Nice place,” he said instead, looking around.

“It’s all Amanda, she decorated everything.”

“Right. The phone?”

“Over there. I’ll… I’ll give you some privacy.”

Daniel went to his room and kept himself busy for a few minutes. He changed into pyjamas, washed his teeth and tidied things around the room, all the while, he listened to Johnny’s low voice rumbled. After a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in,” Daniel called and Johnny entered. He had left the headband and jacket in the living room.

“It’s done.”

“Good, I got you some things for you to sleep on. They are going to be a bit tight probably, but not too bad.”

“Thanks. I guess I’ll just… go change,” Johnny said, taking the clothes and going to the bathroom.

Daniel was nervous. He wasn’t sure what he was doing. He knew that he couldn’t have let Johnny go after everything, but now that he was staying, he didn’t know what to do about it. Deep inside him, there was a part of him, a part that he rarely paid attention to, that had some interesting ideas, but he squashed those thoughts right away. There were certain lines that he just wasn’t willing to cross. All he wanted was to keep Johnny close for a while longer. Was that so wrong? Daniel ignored another part of himself that was answering yes and distracted himself by taking his meds, turning the lights off and getting everything ready.

When Johnny came out, only the lamp in the nightstand was on and Daniel was already sitting in bed, his back against the headboard. The blonde was barefoot and wearing the clothes he had given him, which were slightly tight, but not too much. The man stood at the foot of the bed, staring at Daniel in confusion.

“What’s wrong?” Daniel asked.

“I thought it’d be best if I just slept on the couch,” Johnny said.

“You can’t! It’s really not good for sleeping. You’ll hurt your back. And really, there’s plenty of space here.”

Daniel moved the covers to the side as if to show that the bed was indeed big enough for two people. Johnny sighed and laid down next to him, his body stiff. Daniel turned the light off and made himself comfortable next to him.

“Don’t think I don’t see what you’re doing.” Johnny’s voice came from the darkness.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Larusso, you can play innocent all you want, I’m not an idiot.”

“You called me Daniel before.”

“What? When?”

“After I got beat up.”

“I didn’t think you heard.”

“I did. I wouldn’t mind if you did that again.”

“Fine, Daniel. Look, I get it, you’re about to get married, you’re getting cold feet, it’s common. It’s a pretty big commitment. But you’re playing a dangerous game here.”

“I’m not playing…”

“Let me finish,” Johnny said forcefully. “I think… I think you know how I feel about you. From the moment I met you, I could never really get away from you. Even these past few years, the memory of you haunted me. That night at the tournament ruined my life, but it took me a long time to figure out that that wasn’t the only reason I could never get over what happened. There was another reason why I felt so angry back, why I lashed out at you.”

“Johnny…”

“This doesn’t change anything. You’re still getting married. And you and your wife are going to have a great life. And in some years, this will be a distant memory, just a small moment of madness. But for me? This won’t end up well for me, because I know that if you ask, I won’t be able to say no to you.”

“What about…?” But before Daniel could finish, he felt two hands grasping his face and a pair of lips meeting his own. The kiss was short and, just as soon as it had started, everything was over as Johnny was back to his side of the bed, a dark abyss separating them.

“Goodnight, Larusso.”

“Goodnight, Johnny.”

#cobra kai #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #lawrusso

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wolvesofinnistrad · 5 years

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Ben gets a puppy.

Ben Mitchell is having a very bad day

First Lexi and Callum both called him crying after they both saw a dog get hit by a car.

They weren’t even together, they just both happened to be on the same street.

He didn't even realize it was the same dog until later when he put it together

Then a business deal went bad, like, out of a couple hundred pounds and nearly got punched in the face bad.

And now he's walking home in the rain with no umbrella and his socks are wet and his hair is plastered to his forehead and he’s so angry he wants to kick something

And that's when he hears a sound in the alley

He goes in with his knife ready, but what he finds is a sad looking little bulldog puppy crying in the rain

He realizes this was probably the puppy of the dog that got hit earlier

Sighing his good side wins out and he takes it into his jacket and carries it home, promising himself it's just until he can take it to a vet or shelter

By the time Callum gets home Ben has the puppy in his lap, sleeping, scrolling his phone trying to find a shelter, albeit halfheartedly.

"You got a dog?"

"No Callum I didnt get a dog, this is the puppy of that dog you and Lexi saw earlier I think. I heard it whining in the alley and, well, it weren't like I could just leave it there to die. I ain't that cruel."

Callum smiles, leaning in to slowly pet the puppy with one finger.

"What's his name?"

"It doesn't have a name Callum, we aren't keeping him."

"Gotta call him something right? At least until then? Storm’s pretty bad, might have to wait until tomorrow.”

"We can just call it, It"

"That's terrible Ben, I know who will have a better name"

Callum pulls out his phone and Ben tries to snatch it but he can't move because despite his best efforts to seem unaffected he doesn't want to wake the sleeping puppy in his lap.

"Lola? Yeah, hey, is Lexi around?"

"Callum don't, we ain't keeping it. It'll just make her sad"

But Callum has a look in his eye that says "eat shit Ben we've got the puppy already"

"Lexi? You alright? Good, I was just wondering, a couple weeks ago when we was talking you said you knew exactly what you'd name a dog if you got one, what was it? I was looking at some dog stuffed animals and thought I'd get it a little collar too."

Ben sighs, putting his head in his hands.

How did he, tough guy and son of Phil Mitchell get so wrapped around his daughter and boyfriend’s finger.

“Bruno? That’s a lovely name Lexi! Oh, I have to go and check out, but I’ll bring it to you tomorrow right? Bye, ok I’ll tell him.”

Ben just stares at Callum, defeated.

“Lexi says to tell her daddy hi and she loves him.”

“You know she’s going to be expecting that toy now.”

“Not once she sees the real thing.”

“We aren’t keeping the dog Callum!”

When Ben shouts the puppy wakes up, crying softly and stirring.

“No, no puppy don’t wake up please go back to sleep.”

“Hey little Bruno, here, here,” Callum slowly takes the puppy and brings it into his lap, petting it as it settles back down.

Ben stares at his boyfriend with the puppy, looking so happy and he thinks of Lexi and he caves.

“Bloody hell fine!”

“Fine?”

“We can keep the dog. On a trial basis Callum! And you’re taking care of it along with Lexi. I’m not spending my days off house training a dog.”

Callum and Ben take the dog to get checked up, get it’s shots and a little collar for it that ay Bruno before they head over to Lola and Lexi’s.

“Last chance to back out.” Callum is teasing with his smile.

Ben gives Callum a dirty look as he cuddles the bulldog closer to him.

“You wouldn’t let me you git.”

“Right I wouldn’t.”

Rolling his eyes Ben knocks on the door and Lola answers.

“Ben did you-”

“Shh” Ben says, putting a finger to his lips. “Get Lexi.”

“She’s going to flip. I can’t believe you Ben.”

Then Lola looks at CAllum. “Did you have something to do with this?”

“Actually Ben brought the dog home” Callum studiously avoids mentioning the argument about the dog or circumstances, giving Ben some credit.

When LExi comes to the door her eyes go wide and she screams so loud and so high pitched that all the adults Cringe a bit.

“Puppy! Is it for me!?”

“Yeah, well, we got to train it first then he can come stay for longer with ya.”

Lexi reaches out with grabby hands.”

“Careful now, he’s just a puppy.” Callum kneels down next to Lexi as Ben starts to transfer the dog.

“He’s so... Beautiful...” Lexi says, tearing up and if there was any doubt left in Ben’s mind it’s completely gone now seeing how happy it made his daughter.

And Callum.

After a few hours of playing and talking about it, Ben and Callum decide to take Bruno home with them until they get him trained, promising Lexi she can come see him tomorrow or they’ll bring him back over.

By two weeks later Ben is cuddling with the puppy on the couch as he watches telly and Callum takes a photo and sends it to Lola.

“We might have to get two dogs, I think Ben underestimated how much he’d love this dog.”

Eventually custody of Bruno is what leads to Lola, Jay and Lexi moving in with Ben and Callum, all of them getting a new, bigger place to stay.

Ben’s more attached to the dog than any of them, even if he is still loathe to admit it.

It follows him around everywhere, it’s great with Lola, Callum makes sure it’s proper behaved, and it runs into Jay and headbutts his shins at all times which makes everyone except Jay laugh.

“So looks like we just need that gym membership now huh?”

“What?” Ben asks from where he’s sitting on the couch with the dog.

“Remember, back before we got together you said it wasn’t like we were going to get a bulldog and a joint gym membership.”

Ben rolls his eyes and hits hishead against the back of the couch.

“You never going to let me live that down Callum? We don’t even go to the gym.”

“THink maybe you should, you ain’t had the best history in fights, maybe take a boxing class.” Callum is teasing, but he grabs Ben’s bicep and squeezes and its on.

Ben is scuffling with Callum now, playfighting and tickling and trash talking as the dog runs around them on the floor wildly.

It’s perfect.

#ben mitchell #callum highway #ballum #benway #lexi pearce #lola pearce #mine #my fic #fanfic #headcanons #kinda?

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zzloch · 5 years

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You Like Him- Lyredey and Gruvia Double date

Hey people, this is set in a high school au, I hope you like it

A blue-haired girl stood in front of her midnight blue car, nervously waiting for one of her best friends to arrive."Meredy!" Juvia yelled at the pinkette, waving her arm. "Juvi!" Meredy said excitedly. Juvia and Meredy hugged. The best friends had both had been busy, with schoolwork, clubs, and Juvia started had swimming.

"What do you want to do tonight and tomorrow?" Juvia questioned her friend. This was the one night they could meet up and have a sleepover.

"Well, I was thinking we just lounge around." Meredy shrugged.

"Juvia got tickets to the carnival!" Juvia said, holding up two slips of cardstock, with barcodes on them.

Meredy eyes lit up, the carnival was her favorite place to go.

"YES!!!!!!!!" Merdey yelled ecstatically.

Meredy loved the carnival and Juvia knew this, and intended to take advantage of that

"Merds, that's not all."

"Oh, what else? Are we going to the Waterpark?" Meredy's eyes sparkled.

"No, not quite, Juvia had two extra leftover, sooooo."

"So, what?"

"Juvia gave the other two to Lyon-Sama and Gray-sama and told them to meet us there," Juvia said sheepishly

"Juvi!" the pinkette whined.

Juvia just laughed, Meredy had the biggest crush on Lyon and hated it when Juvia tried to set them up.

"Please, Juvia won't force you to be around him," Juvia said.

"Yeah right," Meredy said, rolling her eyes.

They pulled up to Juvia's house and walked inside. Meredy was always amazed at how well decorated her household was. It was always so clean. Contrary to Juvia’s adoptive family, who all looked very messy

The way the house looked and functioned would be considered normal until you saw Juvia’s adoptive family. The Redfoxes were very odd, 'that's a good word for it.' Meredy thought.

As Juvia and Meredy stepped in the living room, a loud crash, followed by a string of curses were heard from the garage.

The door of the garage opened, and a tall tan man stepped inside the house, covered in sweat and soot, and grumbling about how his head hurt.

“Hi, Uncle”

He nodded at the two girls

“What was that Noise?” Meredy asked cautiously, Metalicana terrified her and she was very nervous around him.

“I was trying a grad a tool, and all my other tools fell down” he grumbled

“Were you standing on something you shouldn't have been” Juvia questioned

“Nooooooo”

Juvia rolled her eyes at her adoptive father

“Aunty isn’t going to like that there is soot everywhere.”

“Kan isn’t home right now.”

“Well once she comes home she’s going to be upset.”

Metalicana rolled his eyes at his daughter.

“What are you guys doing tomorrow?” Metalicana changed the topic

"We're going on a double date tomorrow."

"Are you going out with that Fullbuster boy again.”

"Yes, Uncle,”

“Wait, wait. You are going on a date and dragging me along, and I am being forced to hang out with your boyfriend's stepbrother,” Meredy defended herself.

Metalicana looked at the girls confused and shook his head. “Whatever I'm ordering Chinese.”

“We are eating in Juvia’s room,” Juvia said grabbing Meredy’s hand and pulling her up the stairs

Metalicana nodded as the girls went into juvia’s room

The walls were a light blue. Her bed had a white comforter and black sheets underneath, With some midnight blue velvet pillows. She had a TV in her room and even a mini-fridge. Her trophies for swimming had replaced the dolls she used to sew of her crush, Gray, but since they had started dating she had stopped sewing her gray dolls collecting pictures of him, etc.

Juvia jumped on her bed with Meredy and pulled out the remote and turned on the Television. She had put in a fantasy movie that Meredy had never heard of. "Soooo," Juvia said "What," Meredy said gulled to the screen. "Lyon told me something..."

"MmHmm," Meredy said, not looking at her friend, she knew where this was headed.

"He likes a girl..."

"I don't care."

"With pink hair."

"Probably Sherry"

"Nah She's dating Ren."

"Since when?"

"About 3 months ago."

"Doesn’t mean he doesn’t like her."

"The girl Lyon likes he said she was kind."

"Don't care."

"She used to be really rude."

"Sounds like you," Meredy said, not looking away from the T.V

Juvia then shoved her off the bed, Meredy laughed while tumbling off the bed

"Meredy He likes YOU!"

"Don't get my hopes up" Meredy mumbled.

"You like him, you like him," Juvia teased.

After Juvia continuously said this for about 30 minutes, Meredy caved, "OK, I LIKE HIM!"

"Juvia knew it!"

"Ugh, Tomorrow is going to be a long day."

"You know it" Juvia giggled at the pinkette.

*Time Skip: 12 hours*

It was around 8, and the girls were getting ready, how they got up so early is a mystery.

"Meredy, can you do Juvia lashes."

"Fine"

"Thanks. I'm horrible at them" Meredy rolled her eyes, Juvia really was terrible at makeup, no matter how many times her “mom” tried to teach her how to do it.

"All right, Done."

"Thanks"

"Which do you think I should wear?" Meredy asked her friend. She held up an oversized pastel pink hoodie with jean shorts and magenta crop top with white jean shorts

"Second, with black sneakers and rose gold hoops."

"Which one?" Juvia proceeded to hold up 2 outfits. A grey crop top with midnight blue jean shorts and Grey tank top with blue skirt

"Grey tank top with shorts and white converse with those cross earrings gray got you that match his necklace."

"Thanks, Meredy" Juvia said running into her room to get changed

*Time skip 1 hour*

Gray and Lyon waited outside the carnival.

"How much longer till we can go in, so I can beat you at some carnival games," Lyon asked Gray, teasingly.

"I don't know it's not like I track my girlfriend."

"What do you mean you have a tracker on her phone." "I do not. Her dad took it off" Gray mumbled the last part, and Lyon stifled a laugh

"Gray-sama, please stop fighting with Lyon-sama," Juvia said, walking towards her boyfriend.

"Hi, Lyon" Meredy waved at the white-haired boy.

When Lyon saw her, his cheeks went pink. Gray elbowed his brother in the rib cage and pushed him towards the pinkette. "Hey you look nice" "Thanks, you too" An Awkward silence rushed over the two flustered students

"Meredy, Let's show these guys we can beat them at any game," Juvia said, knowing that would make Meredy excited, she was very competitive.

"Come on Lyon so I can beat you," Meredy said, grabbing his hand.

Gray Laughed at his blushing stepbrother, getting dragged away by his crush. "Gray-Sama" "MmmHmm," he said, pulling her closer towards him. "Juvia is gonna beat you," Juvia said, running away "Good Luck!" Gray yelled at his girlfriend as he ran after her

*Time Skip 2 hours*

The entire morning was full of the 4 high schoolers playing carnival games, fighting (mostly by Gray and Lyon), Laughter and blushing. "Hey is 12 we should really get something to eat," Lyon commented. "Sure, could you and Meredy go get some pizza, Juvia needs to talk to Gray real quick," Juvia asked Lyon, totally not trying to get Lyon and Meredy alone together. Meredy was about to deny her request, but Lyon jumped in "Sure Juvia." Lyon pulled Meredy towards the food.

"Hey, You're a girl right," Lyon asked

"Last time I checked," Meredy said smiling

"So, there's a girl."

"MmHmm" Meredy tried her best not to feel jealous

"I really like her."

"Then, tell her."

"I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"She's too good for me."

"Lyon if you like her, then just tell her."

"Can I practice on you."

Meredy stopped walking, she should have known he would have asked that Lyon always said 'If you don't practice you can't accomplish most things.' Knowing Lyon wasn't going to give up, why was she friends with such stubborn people, she agreed.

"Okay," Lyon took a breath. "Hey, I like you."

"Now just tell that to the girl you like," Meredy said.

"I just did," Lyon said, scratching his head.

Meredy's eyes went wide. Lyon, one of the most popular boys at Fiore high, liked her, the dorkiest girl at her school. "Why?" was Meredy's response. Lyon could have any girl he wanted, but he chooses a girl who could drag down his reputation in mere seconds.

"Because you aren't like all the other girls at our school, you are passionate about everything you do, you aren't stuck up, and you make me feel like a normal person, you don't treat me like some celebrity, you aren't afraid of teasing me and I need a girl that can do that."

"Lyon, I think I like you too." Lyon sighed, clearly relieved.

"That's a lot better than you not liking me." Lyon smiled.

"We should probably go get the pizza now," Meredy said.

"Yep," Lyon said, grabbing her hand and walking her towards the pizza place.

Elsewhere (totally not sitting at a table so they could overhear Meredy and Lyon) were Gray and Juvia. Juvia was squealing her heart out.

"They like each other, soon they'll start dating."

"Now that you got them together can you stop trying to play matchmaker and focus on us," Gray said, hugging his girlfriend's waist.

“Maybe, only if Mira doesn’t recruit Juvia to do more work.”

"We're back," Lyon said, holding Meredy's hand and the pizza.

Juvia smiled at the new couple

*Time Skip 8 hours*

The rest of the day was spent with Juvia teasing Meredy about her new boyfriend, Gray and Lyon trying to see who can get their respective girl more stuffed animals (Spoiler alert It was a tie, the rivalry continues). They had a lot of fun. Lyon offered to take Meredy home, and Meredy agreed.

"Thanks," Lyon told Meredy as they were driving to the girl's house

"For what" Meredy seemed very confused

"Not rejecting me."

"Why would I, I've liked you since I met you."

"I'm just so happy, I now have a girlfriend who is sweet, kind, not stuck up."

"Thanks, I think," The new couple talked the entire way home.

They pulled up to Meredy's house, Lyon hopped out of the car to open the door for Meredy. He hugged his new girlfriend.

"Bye Meredy"

"Bye Lyon" Meredy quickly ran inside, excited to tell her 'sister/mom' Ultear. Also, to make sure her 'brother' Jellal doesn't kill her new boyfriend.

Gray and Juvia were also on there way home, Juvia was talking to Mira the whole time theme planning the following methods to get their ships together. 'Man' Gray thought to himself, 'I love my girlfriend.'

I love Double Date AU's. Also, Lyredy and Gruvia are two of my favorite ships. Anyways I hope you enjoyed the story. Thanks for reading. BYEEEEEEEE

-Z.Z Loch

#gruvia fanfiction #gruvia #lyredy #lyredy fanfiction #gray #juvia #meredy #lyon #my trash writing #zzloch #jujulock

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01/10/2019 DAB Transcript

Genesis 23:1-24:51, Matthew 8:1-17, Psalms 9:13-20, Proverbs 3:1-6

Today is the 10th day of January. Welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I'm Brian like every day and it's great to be here with you like every day and got a nice steaming cup of Windfarm coffee to my left, which is pretty normal, very normal. And off we go forward for our next step forward through the Scriptures this year. This is, of course, our 10th step, so only 355 more steps and we’ll be completing the Bible but this is our 10th step. We’re reading from the New International Version this week. Today we'll read Genesis chapter 23 verse 1 through 24:51.

Commentary:

Okay. So, in the book of Genesis we’re saying goodbye now to a very, very important figure, Sarah, the wife of Abraham, who bore the son Isaac to Abraham in his old age. She passes away today. And, so, obviously, Abraham is morning and he goes to the Hittites and he needs a place, he wants to buy a place where, you know, he can have his own kind of a burial site for his family. And we get a little bit of a glimpse into the negotiations of the time, right? You know, Abraham's like talking to all the leaders of the city in the city gate saying, “ask Ephron to sell me this”, right? Well Ephron’s sitting right there but this is more of a communal negotiation and Ephron's like, “I'll just give it to you, you can have it”, you know, and Abrahm’s like, “you know, just…just tell me the price.” And, so, we see this negotiation going on and Abraham buys Ephron's field and cave, the cave of Machpelah near Mamery in the Valley of Eshkol. I wish that might all just like a bunch of biblical, you know, site names or something that have no relevance but remember this, remember this day, remember that Abraham bought this cave because as the story goes in a couple of months this particular site will become important. And incidentally this particular site, this burial ground is still in existence until today and can be visited in the city of Hebron, which, you know, at times can be a tense place. And this particular burial site for Abraham and his offspring is one of the most holy sites in the world to people who are Muslim, to people who are Jewish, and also to Christians and those groups of people don't always see eye to eye on things. So, it can be a pretty tense place, which is kind of funny when you think about it. Some of the most holy places in the world are also some of the most contentious places in the world because everybody wants a piece. And as we continue our journey forward we’ll just have to decide whether that's good, it's a good thing or whether it's not, but nevertheless the place actually does exist. The structure that is over the top of the cave was built by King Herod. So it's very, very old. Of course, when Abraham bought it was much more old, it's a very ancient place and you can see this place in the Promised Land films. I’ve mentioned the Promised Land films I think once this year. It’s a great resource in the Daily Audio Bible shop. It’s two DVDs and then you can also download all the content digitally. But it’s over four hours of content letting you zoom into these places. And they’re just short films, like two to five-minute films of the location where you can kind of come in, find out what happened there biblically, but also get a good 360° view, like a good understanding of what that place looks like. So, when we went and filmed we had to, you know, we went into the mosque and had to have permission to go in there and film. Then there’s a synagogue on the other side, we had go through some pretty high security to get in there and, you know, there's lots of soldiers around that place. And as it turns out, we got permission from the military to do some aerial flights over it. And, so, you know, we’re flying a drone and filming and everything but we’ve got guys with machine-guns standing around watching what we’re doing, but we got that footage and it’s some of the only aerial footage from there. So, that's included in the Promised Land films as well as some of the other places like Gerar, we talked about in the book of Genesis today, we’re, you know, Abraham is again saying that Sarah’s his sister instead of is his wife and stuff. That's filmed. Like Beersheba is another place where Abraham spent so much of his time and where Ishmael and Hagar were sent away to wander in the wilderness of Beersheba. Like, these are real places. And, so, if you kind of want to…if you’re curious enough to go, “okay, I'm in, I want to know what these places look like”, the Promised Land is a great resource for that. So, you can check that out at the Daily Audio Bible shop.

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And that's it for today other than other…other than to remind you of two verses that we just read, the last two verses that we just read from the book of Proverbs. Take this into your day. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways submit to Him and He will make your paths straight.” Now that's it for today. I'm Brian I love you and I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow.

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Hi everyone, it’s Lisa the Encourager, hope my neighbors are doing great. I’m so sorry I haven’t been able to call a little bit, but I do have a wonderful story that I want to tell you all. And first of all, I’m praying for you, yes, you who hears my voice right now, I am praying for you. I want you to know that. And then also the story. So, this beautiful gift that we all have, the Daily Audio Bible, we don’t want to hide that under a bushel. So, I get so excited at the beginning of the year to share that with others and I have these Daily Audio Bible cards that I’ve gotten from the Daily Audio Bible. So, I ask God, “please tell me who…lay somebody on my heart, who should I talk to this year and tell them about the Daily Audio Bible.” So, my husband went to this store that we don’t normally go to. Long story short, I had to return some items. So, I went in the store and I have the card in my hand and I’m like, “ Ok who am I gonna give this to”, and I went to the clerk and I said, “hey, I’m not sure if you have a New Year’s resolution or not but I want to share something with you.” And she said, “no I don’t”. And, so, I shared the story with her and she was very receptive and was like, you know, listening to me and was excited to hear about it and as I was walking out there was a gentleman sitting and anyway, she took the card and was very happy. I had another card. So, there’s another gentleman sitting at the door and his wife and I looked over at him and I could’ve sworn as I walked by that he was blind but I wasn’t sure. So, I walked up to him and I said, “may I ask you a personal question” and his wife said, “well, what is it”, and I just started right in telling them about the Daily audio Bible and most especially about Blind Tony and how much this has blessed me and that God really laid somebody of my heart and I felt sure it was them, that I would share this wonderful gift. So, I gave him the card and he and she, by the end of our conversation they were so excited. So, I know that’s who God laid on my heart. So, I just challenge you to please take…

Hi, this is Beth O’Brien calling from Delaware. I apologize, I totally drew a blank, but I wanted to wish my love for China and her fiancé. I’m so happy for them. China, we met in Israel together and we had to share the embarrassment of wearing some pants when we went to the Muslim mosque. Anyway, I think of you in praying for you often. I wanted to get to my point now too. Urgently, my daughter Deborah, her best friends brother tried to commit suicide on January 1st. He came to the house and put a gun to his head and thankfully the Lord has saved him. He’s now reaching out, he says he regrets that decision to try to take his life, but he definitely needs prayer. He’s got a lot of reconstruction to do as well as emotional and mental health issues, but he’s reaching…he wants to listen to the Bible. So, I’ve given him the information, sent him all the great news about Daily Audio Bible. So, if you could lift up Stephen in your prayers I would greatly appreciate it. Also, my dear brother Alan, his puppy, little Echo was killed by a car yesterday and my brother Alan, we’re all devastated. The puppy was probably 10 months old and he just lives and breathes for his pets and for Echo. And, so, we just ask that you would comfort him Lord and that he would go to you Lord and seek healing and peace. And lastly, my daughter Deborah is now going off to the University of Delaware in February and we’re all very excited with her, but if you pray for her, because this is really a huge opportunity for her and yet she has a lot of anxiety about what she’s facing and I just pray that you would support her in your prayers that she would make the right choices and she believe in herself and that…

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Two Years - Part Two

Just like I promised :)

Apparently, Jon hadn’t been sleeping. He was awake, waiting for me to come home. And he heard me talking to Dad. “You’ve been dating Tim for two years?!” He had that weird but cute face a kid gets when they’re really surprised. “Ugh!” I threw my head back. This was exactly why I didn’t want anyone to know. I didn’t like how everyone made such a big deal out of everything. Mom was just laughing. But not laughing like it was funny (well maybe that too), but she was laughing like she couldn’t believe it. Her little girl had been keeping a secret from her for two years. Jon was now mumbling nonsense to himself. Dad had that thinking look. He spoke up, finally. “Does Bruce know?” He had his hand resting on his chin, his eyebrows furrowed. That’s how he looked when he interviewed people for the paper. Mom did the same thing too. They look serious. “…no.” I said quietly, as if he wouldn’t hear. HIs reaction was not what I expected. “Oh my God! You’ve managed to keep a secret from Bruce for two years!” He turned his gaze to Mom “Honey, that’s incredible!” “Clark,” She sighed “I don’t think that’s what’s important here-” “Oh come on, it’s Tim! We’ve known him since Bruce took him in, and I’ve seen him fight. He’s not bad. We can trust him. He’s a good kid. Besides, if he does do anything, (Y/N) can handle it.” Now everyone was looking at Mom. Dad made a convincing argument. She stood silently, thinking it over, making that “hmm” sound all the while. “Alright.” I was relieved. I didn’t even know I was worried in the first place! “But from now on just be honest about whether or not you’re going out. Did you even see Barbara earlier?” “Yeah, we met for dinner. I went to the manor after.” Now it was a casual conversation. I felt a lot better about it. “Has he ever come over here?” Dad asked. “Um, no. Mostly because Jon is here. But also ‘cause I think he’s scared of you.” I looked at him. He looked pleased with the fact my boyfriend was scared of him. Now it was Jon’s turn to ask. “Wait, Tim has, like, seventy siblings, how did me being here play a part in that?” “His house is wayyy bigger. It’s easier to keep away from them. And they’re in the cave most of the time. Damian is the only one we have to worry about, really.” “Has he ever caught you guys?” Mom asked. “Yeah, he did tonight. He just laughed and walked away! He’s definitely gonna tell Bruce though. He’s coming back,” I looked at the clock on the wall. It was 12:07. “Today.” “Does anyone else know?” “Babs, Alfred, obviously, and probably Dick. But none of them have told. I just don’t want my picture in the paper under some cheesy headline about dating Tim.” “Well, hate to break it to you, but that’s inevitable, and if it were me, I’d just go and get it over with now. Plus, you never know, you might like getting interviewed.” Mom sat on the couch too and put her ams around me shoulder. I laughed and Jon dropped onto my lap, giving me a tired hug. I could feel him falling asleep on me. “I don’t think I’ll like it.” “Well, since Jon’s falling asleep, I think it’s time we all do too.” Dad stood up and put his arm around Mom and they headed up stairs. I picked up Jon and carried him to his room. “Goodnight!” I yelled to them, loud enough so they heard, but quiet enough to not wake Jon. “Night!” They yelled from their bedroom. I went to bed a little less worried than I was before.

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The next morning went as usual: wake up early for chores, and then eat and go on with the day. Powers made chores a lot easier. We could lift heavy stuff easily, and flying made feeding a lot easier too, albeit it may freak out some of the animals. After chores, Jon and I get breakfast. Usually I just make toast for both of us, but Mom made pancakes this morning, so we had those instead. Jon was telling me about his week at school when my phone rang. It was Tim. “Sorry Jon, gimme a minute-“ I picked it up “Hey, what’s up?” “Sorry if this is too short notice, but, wanna go somewhere today? Hello?” I honestly didn’t know what to say I looked at Jon, then my food, then around the room. He wanted to go out in public? So suddenly? I thought of what Mom said. About getting it over with. Maybe this was a good idea. “Yeah I’m here, uh, yeah. Sounds good, where do you wanna go?” Jon gave me a questioning look. I waved my hand for him to stop. “I don’t know, maybe just for lunch somewhere and then come back to my house. Not a whole day out or anything.” “Is Bruce home?” He stuttered on the next sentence. “Actually, heh, the whole family is home. And staring me down right now. So, is that a yes?” “Yeah! Just let me tell my parents. Hold on one sec-“ I put my phone down and ran outside where Dad was. “Hey, can I go to Gotham for the day?” “Um, sure. Tim?” I did that nervous giggle “Yeah. We’re going out. Like outside. In public.” He didn’t understand my emphasis at first, but soon he got it. He smiled. “‘Bout time. I’ll tell your mother. Have fun.” He gave me a hug and I ran back inside, picking the phone back up. “You there?” “Yep. What did Superdad say?” “I’ll be there, what time?” “Meet in the square at 12?” “Sounds good!” “Alright, see you then.” “See ya, bye.” “Bye.” I hung up, and put the phone down. Jon looked at me. “Date?” “Yup.” “Can I come?” “No! Jon, that’s not how a date works!” “Sorry! I don’t wanna be stuck at home all day, it’s boring!” I stood up and ruffled his hair, “Not this time, but maybe I’ll take you to Gotham tomorrow, ok?” “Mmm, ok…” He mumbled. I did feel bad, but I didn’t wanna bring my brother on a date.

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After changing back into civilian clothes, I walked around the square looking for Tim. It was Saturday, so It was quite busy, making it harder to find Tim. I tried to focus and listen for his voice or his heartbeat or something, but it was hard with all the people. Eventually, I found him, hands shoved in pockets, shifting weight back and forth from his heels to his toes. He was wearing sun glasses, a light blue shirt, dark cuffed pants, and dark unbuttoned sports jacket. He looked nice. I wore a black jumpsuit (spaghetti strap on top with a “v” shaped neckline, and loose pants attached), some jewelry (including a necklace and a ring he had gotten me) and a beige cardigan, also unbuttoned with the sleeves rolled up a little. I also wore my glasses. Like my father, I wore glasses in public. They were almost identical as his: basic sort of rectangular-square shape with black rims. I walked up beside him and tapped his shoulder, he turned quickly, startled. “Oh, hey!” “Hiya! How’re you?” “Good,” He put his arm around me and began walking towards, I assumed, the restaurant we would eat at “Bruce got back early this morning, and Damian told him as soon as he walked in the door. He said he had suspicion we were together, but said he would never have expected me to ask you out. He said he figured it was just two teens crushing on each other, oblivious.” I laughed, and he took off his glasses, folding them to hang on the collar of his shirt. “Yeah, when I came home, my dad asked me why I smelled like cologne. I kinda gave up before I even tried, figured it would be easier. He kinda freaked when I told him how long we’ve been dating, but he’s ok with it. The whole family is.” I smiled up at him. “That makes two of us then.” He looked down and smiled back at me. We were waiting to cross the street, waiting for the light to turn, when I heard the first camera flash. I listened in that direction, and heard people talking. “That’s one of the Wayne kids!” “Who’s he with? Are they together?” “Who’s the mystery girl?” The light turned and we got lost in the middle of the crowd of people crossing as well. “T, people are taking pictures. And talking.” “Seriously? I thought they’d at least wait ‘till we sat down and got food…” He started looking around him. “There! Got one! ‘Think they’ll follow us to the cafe?” Tim’s guilty pleasure was being stupid in front of paparazzi for fun. I’d seen pictures of him before. It was usually just stuff like winking at the camera or making a weird face, but he had something else planned today. “I don’t know, probably. Why, what’re you gonna do?” “Just wait.” The cafe was right on the corner. It was a nice, casual place, but Tim said they had really good food and even better coffee. We got a table for two outside near the sidewalk. Service was quick to come. “Hi! What can I get you two to start?” The waitress came over with a pad of paper and pen. “Raspberry Italian soda,” “…Alright, and you, sir?” “I’ll have a coffee, and could you bring me a piece of paper, letter sized, and a pen?” “I’ll see what I can do. I’ll be right back with your drinks.” “Thanks.” We both said to her. Tim leaned closer to me over the table, and I heard more shutters go off. “Where are they?” He asked. “Across the street and at the corner. Seriously what are you planning?” “Just wait!” He smiled and the waitress came back with our drinks, along with a sharpie and a large piece of card stock paper, probably larger than letter size. “Here you are,” She set the drinks down and handed Tim the paper and pen. “Are you ready to order?” “A few more minutes, thanks.” Tim spoke up and waited until she walked away, then he started scribbling on the paper. “What are you doing?” I laughed at how ridiculous he looked. He bolded the letters and then held up the paper and showed it to me. “T! You cannot do that!” I started laughing and put my head in my hands. It said, in bold and capitals: “THIS IS MY GIRLFRIEND AND SHE IS THE BEST GIRLFRIEND AND I LOVE HER!!!” “Watch me,” he said and held up the paper over his head, smiling like an idiot and pointing to me. The shutters went *off* right then. People in the restaurant noticed too, and started to recognize us. Well, mostly Tim. I couldn’t stop laughing, but I tried taking a few sips of my drink to help stop it. During my break, Tim spoke up. “Hey, kiss me.” “In front of them? No!” “Come on! Please!” He leaned in still holding the sign. “Fine.” I kissed him quick, maybe one second or two, but if even possible, more shutters went off than before. Reading the paper was gonna be fun tomorrow.

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“WAYNE WARD DATING JOURNALISTS’ DAUGHTER!” I threw the paper down on the kitchen table Sunday morning. “Just like I thought.”

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Relationship 101- MCxHunt & MCxTeja Desai (Red Carpet Diaries and Hollywood U crossover)

In this fic Maddie (HWU MC) and Professor Hunt are on a double date with Alice (Maddie’s half-sister and RCD MC) and Teja Desai. Maddie explains how they work their relationship out after being asked by the girls how they do it.

“-So we shouted at each other and then we waited for it to blow over and it did ” my sister animatedly finished explaining a feud she had recently. My fiancé next to me looks bored with the conversation but is hiding it from the girls. “Well I’m glad it did work out” I reply “I wish there were other ways of doing working things out” my sister’s girlfriend says “oh Maddie how do you two work out your troubles in the relationship?” My sister asks me. We’re sitting on a double date in a coffee house in Hollywood two months before biggest day of my life. Thomas Hunt, my ex-Professor and now fiancé is sitting on my left. My sister, Alice is sat with her current girlfriend Teja opposite us. I smile at that “We have three methods depending on where we are.” Thomas says finally joining in the conversation “ohh do tell how you’ve managed to be engaged for a year to my nightmare of a sister” Alice says “Maddie will tell you because one of the methods is extremely tedious- and she definitely can be a handful Alice” Thomas agrees “hey!” I exclaim “we could do with the help” Teja says “well ladies- welcome to relationship 101 with Maddie Jenkins...”

Method 1- Improvisation

“The next part of the lesson on improvisation” I sigh at Hunt’s voice along with the rest of the class I start to zone out as Hunt drivels on about something and my thoughts turn to the date on Catalina Island we went on how we almost got rumbled by Jenni and her camera, how I started to panic and almost drop everything to go back to campus assuming that he wanted that, how he proved me wrong but something is still bothering me “I will I need a volunteer” the class is quiet “I’ll pick someone then” he says he pauses his eyes scanning the room “Maddie Jenkins” I snap out of my daze “since you were paying so much attention why don’t you come down and help me improvise a scene” he says impatiently, and looking annoyed at me “ok” I shrug and walk down to the stage. “This scene Maddie and I will play a couple who are trying to sort things out after a argument just as an example” and we start the scene. I look upset and look down at my shoes. Thomas looking crossly at me as he walks up to me “so what? We’re done- you chase me for years and just like that we’re done?” I ask him he looks at me I don’t look at him “it’s your decision” he says “what did I do wrong?” I ask quietly “you don’t pay any attention to what I am saying” he says “I do” “when?” He says furiously “all the time- I try to anyway but I’ve got a lot on my mind” “like what?” “Like how hot you are” I say we earn a few light hearted chuckles “and you never tell me anything” “don’t I ?” I ask “no” he says “I mean I have a lot on my mind” “then tell me!” He exclaims then he calms down “I’m sorry. What’s wrong?” He says calmly looking at me and putting his hands on my shoulders “the last date- you said you were all in this- I’m doubting what you said” “I told you the truth” he says “and now you’re threatening to leave- is it my fault?” I say “no it’s not I’m sorry for ever blaming you for anything- I’m not going anywhere and I keep telling you this” he says “sorry for doubting you- I’m sorry for everything” I say “I’m sorry too- I’m not going anywhere” he says “ever” he pulls me into a quick hug and I know that he’s not acting but he does not let it linger so that the others don’t know he’s not acting. He pulls away and clears his throat “and that is how you improvise a scene- Maddie sit back down” he says “yes Professor” I say and sit back down in my seat knowing it’s alright and that I don’t have to worry.

We used to use this a lot when we were in public and still a secret to the press at least. We’d use the excuse that Thomas was helping me out with the improvisation I was struggling with.

Method 2- having an argument with clown noses on.

I’m walking in the shop and just at the till we’re a couple of clown noses I take them and pay. Bringing them home them as a joke however when i show them to him Thomas is not impressed “no I’m not wearing it” “oh come on Thomas I saw it online- it’ll mean we’ll have less arguments” “you always have bad ideas don’t you?” ” he sighs “hey I have good ideas sometimes” “and this isn’t one of them” “just give it a try” he puts on the nose and I put on mine and we instantly burst out laughing not being able to take each other seriously “see? It works” “it’s still a silly idea but I’ll tolerate it. As long as we I don’t wear it in front of other people- deal?” “Deal”

We do this If we felt there was an argument coming on over a minor thing we’d use clown noises so that we’d never take each other seriously. Thomas did not like this idea but actually it works. And he’s warmed to it. If we feel a fight over dinner coming on we put on the noses. If we find ourselves fighting over what to do that day we put the noses on. You kind of get the gist.

Method 3- note passing.

We’d gotten into a fight. Over something silly. It’s so silly I can’t even remember what it was over. I was sat on the floor leaning against the door sobbing angrily. That’s when I saw a folded piece of paper slide under the door. “can you open the door?” It reads I get a pen from my bag “no” I write back and slide it back a new piece of paper slides through “you’re right- I was wrong- I should have listened” “you should have thought about that before you left me in that room” I push the paper back “I didn’t know that Bianca would pour pigs blood all over you Carrie style- and couldn’t stick up for you the first thing tomorrow I’m going to have a word with her” he writes oh yeah it was that. I went home and showered, changed and then refused to speak to him and when he came home I locked our room because I was mad that he said he couldn’t do anything properly because of evidence “really?” “Promise” I stand up drying my eyes and I unlock the door open it and find him stood on the other side of the door I hug him tightly “I’m sorry”.

We use this if the fight gets serious and it’s terrible. We also use it if we weren’t talking in public and people just assume we’re being cute with notes.

“-And that’s it” “nice clown story” Teja says “we should try that” Alice says “oh you’d just laugh at me” Teja says “you know I would” “guys can you cut the flirting down- younger half sister here” I say “and future in-law” I add indicating to Thomas “well I’m definitely coming to you for relationship advice in the future we’ve switched rolls I used to give all the advice to you” “hmm you gave me the advice to flirt with the guy I liked until he caves” I say “it worked didn’t it?” She laughs “yeah but that’s not the point” I say “well i’m back to shooting in twenty minutes” Teja says “come on Alice” the two get up “thanks for the coffee and the conversation” Alice says “it’s alright there’s no need to thank us I enjoyed it” I grin “I think it was an adequate coffee date” Thomas adds “you enjoyed it really” I say to him “maybe I did but I’m not going to admit it” he says “bye you two” Teja says “see you two later- remember we’re picking out your bridesmaids dresses with Addison later this week” Alice says “it’s my wedding how could I forget about the bridesmaids dresses?” I say “I’ll remind you Thursday morning like I did with reminding Thomas to go with Chris and Ethan and look for suits two weeks ago” she says next to me Thomas cringes and I smile “yeah you do that. Goodbye Alice, bye Teja” I say and the two leave.

“You’re good at relationship advice” Thomas says putting his arm around me “am I? I was just trying to be a good sister” “well you did a good job of it nonetheless” he smiles at me “come on we’d better get looking at that colour scheme before you start your new secret project next week” I say getting up “you’re loving this aren’t you” “I’m 20. I’m bored. I’ve got nothing else to do” I say he gets up “the clown noses idea is still a ridiculous method” he says “it works doesn’t it?” I say as we start to walk out of the coffee shop “Thomas?” I ask teasingly “hm?” He replies “did you really forget you were looking at suits two weeks ago and my sister had to remind you?” He sighs at my teasing “You’re never going to forget this are you?” “Nope”

That’s the story. Sorry I haven’t uploaded in a while college got in the way. But I thought it would be interesting to see Maddie and Thomas’ relationship after HWU and what their relationship would be like in RCD (considering Hunt is in RCD and my head cannon is it takes place during or just after HWU).

#hollywood u: rising stars #mc #professor hunt #mcxhunt #choices: red carpet diaries #mc x teja #teja desai #pixelberry

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