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linos-luna · 7 months

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Ask and you shall receive 💕

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My Queen (Pt. 2) 🔪

Yandere!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Warning: Yandere, 18+, delusions, Stockholm Syndrome?, Soft Sex, drinking

(Pt. 1) (Pt. 2) (Pt. 3) (Pt 4)

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Another two weeks has passed. Your shoulder was finally healing but still sore. A weak point, if you may. You felt that the longer you were here, the more Hyunjin’s mind slipped into this delusion. And while you were technically his prisoner, it wasn’t all that bad…

Hyunjin was able to gather more of your items from your house as the days went by. He would also bring you new things as gifts. You wondered if any friends or family had realized you were missing. Were they even looking?

Whatever was happening in the outside world, it didn’t matter to Hyunjin. He was too busy with you. Loving you. Serving you. Spoiling you.

He would barely let you walk, opting to carry you bridal style anywhere he went. He dressed you everyday and would fix your hair. If you didn’t comply, he’d be angry but try and control himself to not hurt you. It was hard sometimes. He was very unpredictable and some days were like walking on eggshells.

A cheesy rom com played as you sat on the couch. A blanket rested on your lap as you waited for the man to finish cooking. You weren’t paying much attention to the movie and fiddled your thumbs on your lap.

Hyunjin soon came out of the kitchen, setting some dishes on the dining table.

“Dinner is ready, my love.” He said with a smile while taking your hand.

At the table you see a tasty steak dinner. You didn’t know he could make something like that. But maybe he looked it up online.

Hyunjin pulled your hair behind your shoulders before sitting next to you.

The steak was cut up in small pieces and vegetables nicely aligned with the rice. A glass of wine was there as well, nearly halfway full. Seemed like a lot.

You were about to take the fork to begin before Hyunjin stopped you.

“How about I feed you today.” He said while taking the fork. “A queen shouldn’t have to lift a finger.”

“I… I can feed myself…”

“My love, I insist.” He took your hand and looked at you with desperation.

He hasn’t been so serious about feeding you before so this was unsettling. But the least you could do was feed yourself.

“No… Hyunjin… I don’t—”

Hyunjin suddenly squeezed your hand tight. And it was very tight. The grip had you whimpering as your finger bones were squeezed together. Needless to say that it hurt a lot.

“I’ll feed you tonight.” He said sternly, suddenly getting very serious.

“H-hurts… you’re hurting me…” you whimpered and he quickly let go. Almost as soon as he went serious, he was back to himself.

“I’m sorry, darling!” He pleaded while kissing your hand. “I must’ve hurt your frail bones!”

You sighed as he began to feed you. The food was actually delicious and you ate the whole thing.

Hyunjin took a sip of the wine before holding it to your lips.

You were about to grab it when he slapped your hand away and tilted the glass for you to drink. You weren’t exactly fond of red wine but if you didn’t drink, it would just get everywhere.

The bitter drink went down your throat fairly quick and he was already preparing another glass.

“One is okay…” you said as you felt your cheeks getting warm. It must be a strong wine as you were already feeling buzzed.

“Nonsense.” He said before putting it to your lips again.

Drinking it again definitely left you buzzed and your mind was getting a little fuzzy. Nothing too crazy but you definitely weren’t sober.

“Was it good?” He asked. “I only buy the best for you.”

You nodded and he smiled with joy as he helped you to your feet.

“Um… Jinnie?” You had an idea, not sure how it would go.

“Yes, darling?” He replied quickly.

“I… I was wanting to um…” you looked down, feigning shyness. “N-never mind…”

He instantly got on his knees before you and held your hand. “No what is it, my love? Anything! I’ll do it!”

“I just… I wanted…” you paused for a moment, hoping that if you use his lingo, perhaps it’ll entice him more. “I want to… take a stroll… around the castle…”

“Why of course!” Hyunjin said before standing up and holding your cheek. “My queen needs her activities, right.”

You nodded as he took your hand and led you to the bedroom.

He got you a coat and held your hand as he started walking you from the room to the kitchen.

“Um… how about outside?”

“Outside?” He paused. “But we are strolling your castle.”

“But… but I wish to see the garden!” You said quickly. “Surely there is a lovely garden. All castles have one. You know?”

“Of course!” He blinked as if coming out of a thought. “I will take you there immediately!”

After putting on your shoes, he took you out to the backyard.

Now his backyard wasn’t anything special; in fact, it was quite small. There wasn’t really much of a garden either.

There was a small tree to a side and on rose bush. Trees from the neighbor’s yard carried over into his, leaving some apples hanging on the side. Other than that, the grass was almost dead.

“Wow.” You said awkwardly while looking around.

“I’m glad you like it, my love.” He said while kissing your cheek. “I was sure to fill it with the most beautiful flowers just for you.”

He motioned in a direction that had nothing, only dirt where a flowerbed could be.

“Hyunjin… there’s nothing there…”

“Nothing there?! Of course there is!” He chuckled and went to the area, reaching out as if he plucked a real flower. “I was sure to plant the prettiest flowers. The castle garden must be as gorgeous as you.”

You laughed nervously as he put the nonexistent flower in your hair and admired you.

“I-it’s… a lovely pink…”

“Pink?! My dear, that is purple.” He laughed. “The wine must be messing with your head.”

Hyunjin continued to walk you around, avoiding some spots as if plants were actually there. It worried you a bit.

“Jinnie… may I see the garden up front?”

“No.” He said bluntly.

“Why not?”

“Because someone will try and steal you away!” He said frantically.

You stepped back for a moment as he calmed himself.

“It’s getting dark.” He said while looking up to the sky. “Let’s go in.”

After settling down, you were in a nightgown. You waited for him to come back from turning out the lights in the kitchen and living room. He then came in with another two glasses of wine. Both half full.

You were still a bit buzzed from the last two glasses and looked at him confused as he raised it to your lips.

“Jinnie… haven’t I had enough?”

“Tonight is special.” He smiled while tilting it, making you gulp it down pretty fast.

With that, you were definitely past buzzed. Tipsy is more like it. Your mind was a little fuzzy and vision delayed. You only looked at him with drooping eyelids.

He gave you a kiss on the lips before pushing you on your back. For a moment, you snapped back into reality and saw him looking down at you. And yet… you had no ambition to move.

“Let me please you tonight.” He said while holding your cheek. “I promise to be gentle.”

You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out.

“Let me worship your body as a queen deserves.” He added while rubbing your side and delivering another kiss to your lips. But this one was deep and filled with more passion.

As he kissed you, you found yourself doing the unthinkable. Kissing him back. Surely it must be the alcohol that was clouding your judgement!

Hyunjin loved when you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, deepening the kiss and making soft moans.

His hands were under your nightgown, lightly groping you as he pushed his tongue through. And you? Well you didn’t fight it.

“Please, my love.” He whispered against your lips. “Let me love you…”

His hand was already at the waistband of your panties and you could feel yourself getting aroused by his touch.

“Okay…”

“Hm?” Hyunjin paused, holding your cheeks while looking into your eyes.

“You can….”

“I can show you my love?”

“Yes….”

You couldn’t believe what you were saying. Your mouth must have a mind of its own! No way! Surely you weren’t in the right mind! Right?

“Thank you my love!” He said before continuing to make out with you.

“My dear queen…” he gasped between kisses to your neck. “No one is as fair as you… nor as beautiful…”

You blushed. His complements always felt good. Hyunjin kissed your breasts and nipples over the nightgown and slowly lowered your underwear.

They were already wet. Very wet actually. He quickly stripped of his pants and boxers, already noticeably hard.

He teased your hole with his cock making you gasp softly before he slowly entered.

A fairly tight fit, but felt so good.

“My queen…” he grunted as he started to thrust. “So tight…”

You moaned at even the slightest of moment and it got more and more breathy as he continued.

He held your wrists above your head with one hand while holding you cheek with the other. He passionately kissed you, swallowing your noises as he made love to you.

The feeling was amazing. So warm and comforting. For a moment you forgot about everything in the world and the situation at hand. What situation? He was loving you. Taking care of you and giving constant praise,

It all accumulated to when you had your euphoric orgasm. One that you hadn’t had in a long time.

After coming himself, Hyunjin pulled out and gave a few more sloppy kisses before resting next to you.

You only stared up at the ceiling. Where are you? What is happening?

“I need to use the restroom, darling.” He said while walking out. “Ill be right back.”

When hearing the bathroom door close, you stumbled to your feet and made your way to the front room.

Your mind was still clouded but it was clear enough to see that the front door was unlocked. Perfect.

You went to it. Excited for the taste of freedom but then you paused.

Your hand laid on the doorknob but you did nothing.

Open it! The voice of reason pleaded. But you didn’t.

He’ll be devastated if you leave! Right? Or is it that… you wanted to stay…?

No way! That’s crazy talk! Why would you want to stay with the man who kidnapped you?? The man that took you from your life! … Your boring and mundane life… A life where no one cherishes you like he does…

You shake your head at the absurd internal arguments and twist the knob. Before you do anything, you hear Hyunjin call out to you.

“My love?! Where are you?!”

Your heart was pounding. It’s now or never.

“Darling, what are you doing here?” Hyunjin chuckled as he entered the kitchen.

And there you were. Leaning against the stove, away from the now locked front door.

“I just… wanted a snack…”

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kiwi-but-the-bird-not-the-fruit · 7 months

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Male!Nefara x fem! Reader

Prompt- Nefero and the reader go to the mall to splurge on outfits and makeup

She/her pronouns

Fluff/Established relationships

Nickname for the reader- my jewel or my queen

(F/c)- favorite color

(S/f/c)- second favorite color

Art is not mine found it on pinterest

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It was a scareus Saturday the time was 9:23

Withing the De Nile home where a couple getting ready, it was Nefero and his girlfriend [Name], the two where getting ready by the vanity applying their own makeup.

[Name] was applying her lip combo and Nefero was applying the last but of contour on his high cheekbones "Any ideas for today's shopping spree date jewel?" Nefero picked up his setting spray and sprits it over his face

"Hmmm well I was hoping to get a few things maybe a new book to read tonight and a new makeup pallet but get two so we can match, how about that hon?"turning to her boyfriend and smiled at his struggle to fix his hair, she got up and grabbed his brush and got behind him "*sigh* thank you jewel. And ofcourse we xan have matching pallets it's been a while since the last two"

[Name] went through his long hair gently from the bottom up to his scalp, Nefero let out a low hum of satisfaction feeling his girlfriends soft hands on his scalp "no problem hon~" She then started a small braid from the side front downwards and added some hair jewelry "do you have any specific color pallet in mind?" [Name] ended decorating one braid and started one more on the other side

Nefero looked at her from the vast mirror of the vanity he stared for a minute with a quizzed look "hmmm I think we should get one with green, blue and gold tones with some shimmer in them" he puffed up his chest proudly as if it wasn't the same type he would get for them since it had his signature colors

what can he say? he loved to see her wear them on a makeup look or for clothes...maybe for underwear too

He blushed at the thought 'I should buy her a set' he chuckled lowly, snapping back to reality as [Name] finish decorating the last braid he turned getting up and holding her by the waist pressing his chest onto her's

[Name] was confused for a moment but soon placed her hand on his waist, the two looked at eachother with loving eyes "ready to go now my jewel" Nefero let go of her and grabbed her hand and with the other got their matching bags

They walked out of the house and into the limo with the sphinx bodyguards in tow

At the mall

The two are seen walking hand in hand with the sphinx's on each side of the couple

Ghouls stared in envy of [Name] who walked with confidence,her head held high while turning to Nefero and pointing at the shops, after a few seconds the two decide to head to a popular clothing store

Inside [Name] was fascinated to see the new trends in fashion right before her eyes, it all looked so clawsome!

Nefero turned to [Name] "Meet in 20 minutes and reunite at the dressing room, you'll try out first" the ghoul nodded excitedly and went to the racks,Nefero called from behind "Remember I'm paying!" She snickered ofcourse he would classic Nefero

Time skip 20 minutes

[Name] headed to the back of the store to the dressing rooms, she has 3 dresses, 2 tops for bottoms just 2 skirts, plus 3 pairs of shoes to try out

She meets Nefero and she quickly notices that he has a ton more items of clothing than her, which was to be expected from her splurging money boyfriend, don't get her wrong she would do the same but today felt like a minimal day today

She closed the distance between and kissed his cheek "Hey hon~you ready for these amazing picks I got!!" Nefero cup her face with his hands "Show me what you got my jewel" he encouraged and so the ghoul went straight to the dressing room to change quickly, so excited to show him

The first dress

Walking out [Name] wore a heart shape knee above the knee dress that was (f/c) with ribbons that tied around her neck and a ribbon bow at the back with the strings going down to her knee

Nefero looked in aww at the chair he sat across from the stall, " it looks STUNNING on you my jewel!" He clapped enthusiastically "that color looks so good on you" [Name] smiled wide "thank you babe, I can't wait to wear this dress with those heels I like" she turned around and went to put the other ones

[Name] wore the other dresses that where one (s/f/c) that was tight on her skin showing her curves that made Nefero nose bleed and help up a thumbs up making the ghoul laugh harder than she ever did

The third dress was a floor length dark green dress with a slit up her thigh on her right leg, which she intentionally got for Nefero and he coincidently showed she got a suit with the same shade, that ment the next party her father needed to bring the two sons the couple could match, supper voltageus!

Next she wore the other outfits she planed with the two tops that one was a soft yellow the other a autumn orange and 2 skirts one was pencil skirt brown for the orange top and the other was a frilly white skirt for the light yellow top

On to Nefero

(A.N. I'm a little lazy so I'm not gonna describe his outfits but rest assured that he looked hot in everything)

He had gotten a whole new wardrobe just for him..well that was a little exaggerated but hey you get what I mean

It was an hour after and he was done and he looked good with everything he even had his own shirts that match my own (totally didn't get the sphinx bodyguard that was with you to tell him what you got)

Time skip at the bookstore

[Name] and Nefero spent 2 hours at the beauty store but eventually found all that they needed and two brand new same eyeshadow pallets to match their makeup look which Nefero excitedly told [Name] that everyone will have another reminder who you are with and to not think of you as a ghoul below him oh NO

YOU ESPECIALLY where not below him to him you were a goddess above all else in his eyes

"Hey hon! Look at this cover!" Speaking of the goddesses here she was coming towards him with her radiant smile he looked at her with loving eyes thay was the billion time with the 5 years they've been together

"Let's see" he took it from her, it was a thriller book just like the others in her collection at her room at her parents house "it looks spooktaculas my jewel seems no matter how long we've been together there are two things that don't change about you"

The ghoul looked at him and tilted her head "and those are??" He chuckled and grabbed onto her waist and getting close to her, so close he could smell the sweet vanilla perfume she had put on earlier that made his knees weak by her intoxicating smell, he would have taken her right there but he was a man of class

" your taste in books and you're everlasting beauty inside and out that radiates every day of our life together" he spoke to her in such a sweet tone that it made her fall in love with him once more like the day he confessed

Passing the book the the sphinx next to him He cup her face with one hand and kissed her passionately their lips finding rhythm like the many time before this one and the ones to come

He parted the two where breathless he hummed lowly "your lips taste as of they where the forbidden fruit that lord me in and I let it every single time~~" he wisper into her ear making the girl flustered "thank you, now can we go? I'd like to taste you're forbidden fruit but alone if you get what I mean love" she whispers back

Nefero laughed "why ofcourse~ Let's buy those books and get out of here my queen" he grabbed your hand and kissed it gently making his way up to your collarbone as the two walked

Later on the two had a wonderful time~

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A.N.

Still not that good with smut need to practice but I'm getting good with the intimate kissing and descriptions! I think

I'll make a smut ending later on again need practice haha

Hope you liked this one

Also you can find my oneshot book of these oneshots on my wattpad or quotev at marialikeswritting

#monster high x reader #fanfiction #x reader #character x reader #genderbent #male!Nefara x reader #cleo de nile #nefera de nile #female reader #oneshot #my fanfiction #monster high x you #monster high

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doiesfav · 8 months

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+·ºEveryday Work - Haechan ||

Pairing: non idol! Haechan x fem sex shop worker! Reader

Plot: One day this customer came to the sex shop you worked, some days to buy condoms or lingerie, other days just to look around and leave. He was attractive not to mention he sometimes caughts you looking at him.

Genre: smut, fiction, non idol! AU

Contains: sex??!?!, car sex omg, nicknames (such as good girl, pretty girl…), filthy smut and smut (also smut), reader kinda likes doyoung.

A/n: Okay this is the smuttiest thing i've ever written, love my mind🥰

w/c -> 1,5k

PT. 2

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You were just a high school dropout and at 19 you were working part-time in a sex shop, not the best place to leave a good impression but surprisingly well paid, what you needed. Actually, your friend's older brother owned it, Doyoung, so of course you took the opportunity when he was hiring staff. You didn't have the best relationship with your parents so they didn't even know what were you doing anyways.

Today was just a normal one, wake up, prepare to go to work, deal with customers, lunch break, deal with customers again, close the shop, and go home. Basic right? Well, let's say it was something you thought it would be today. You just arrived to open the shop, in the morning there aren't many people so you just need to stock products. <<Bell rings>>, ''Fuck'' you thought to yourself, the last thing you needed now was a customer, you left the supply room and went to check the customer. ''Fuck'' He was handsome, ''Welcome, do you need anything?'' You greeted him with a nervous voice, ''Yup, a condom please'' You then noticed how he checked you up which made you shy, You went to get the condom boxes and showed him the different types there were. ''Which one do you need?'' You asked, he then looked at the colorful and various items, and he grabbed a box of sensitive and intense normal size, ''I'll take this box'' he said while slightly touching your fingers on the counter.

''Ye-yes'' you stuttered by accident which in response he smirked. While scanning the item he kept trying to make eye contact but you looked away every time. ''That will be 14.99 dollars, Do you need any bag?'' still looking down, ''No thanks, here you go, keep the change'' He handed you the money and grabbed his purchase and before walking out of the door the unknown man smiled at you and he left. Your cheeks are blushing hard and if there was a mirror you could see yourself in you would be red as fuck.

It has been 9 days since that boy came. Today you dreamt about that man and it wasn’t a family friendly one to be exact, he was somehow in your room and was eating you out like crazy, and with no surprise you woke up wet. “4AM” that’s early, and then the image of that guy in your dreamt stepped in your mind reminding you how wet you were. It wasn’t your fault having a sex dream about him and either was masturbating thinking about him. It was the only way to satisfy you probably.

You finally arrived at your shop, still a little bit embarrassed about what happened in the early morning. And as usual not many customers at this time of the day maybe 2 or 3. <<bell rings>> it was your boss, “Good morning Mr. Kim” you tried to be polite because he was your superior although he was only 4 years older than you. “Morning ＿” Gosh he was so attractive, you didn’t want to admit it but you maybe had a tiny little crush on him, but you kept it to yourself because of the friendship with his sister.

He went to the stock room to do some stuff and your eyes kept track of him, today his hair down which made him look kinda like a bunny, you loved his fashion sense as it was kinda similar as yours, and the sweater he was wearing today it was your gift for his sister but it was too big for her, that’s why the sweater now belongs to him. Without noticing a customer was waiting in front of you while you were staring at your boss.

“Excuse me” That voice, you immediately turned your head back were it should be and guess who it was, that boy. Your ears were turning red knowing what you did this morning, “Oh ye-yea I’m sorry” You were getting shy because of how you were getting sandwiched by the two guys you had interest in lately. The customer then got closer towards your ear “So you like him huh?” Those words were enough to make your mind blow. “N-no is not like that” You then started scanning some lingerie he wanted to buy, Could it be for his girlfriend? You shouldn’t be having a crush on a guy who’s already dating, but he winked at you, it meant he wanted so it was okay to at least have dirty scenarios with him right?

“Hey Doyoung are you by any chanc in a relationship right now?” You were surprised, did they know each other? “Oh Donghyuck it’s you, and yes I have a girlfriend, what are you buying today and did the lubricant worked well?” Your face of disappointment was incredibly visible and you felt your energy going low but then distracted by your boss’s words, so his name was Donghyuck, and the way he said the next words he sounded like a regular. “No nothing in special, today im buying some lingerie and still haven’t used the new lubricant, although i might use it soon..” After those words were said he looked at your, noticing how his fierce and sexy looking eyes were tracing your silhouette.

“Okay, just go away, my worker doesn’t want to see your face” then he got closer to you and this time whispered, “meet me in your lunch break outside that Mercedes silver car” the heartbeat you felt that moment was probably painful but still wanted more and more. Donghyuck then grabbed his purchase and walked away again turning his head towards you.

Finally it was lunch time, your heart was racing like crazy, your scenarios that could happen just right after, and so much more. “Imma get going bye Mr. Kim!” You quickly ran out of the store this time without your ugly uniform as you wanted to appear more appealing, you went directly to the parking lot there was next, and there it was, a silver Mercedes. You walked slowly towards the car hoping it was the correct one and softly knocked the driver’s window. Then it was the guy you expected to be there, Donghyuck.

“Hi sweetie, you really came” He sounded like a total gentleman. “Y-Yes, why did you wanted to meet though?” You looked down feeling kinda shy and embarrassed, “I was wondering if I could be you could trust” Trust? Did he meant he wanted a relationship with you right away? Donghyuck then softly grabbed both of your hands. “I’m gonna be straight, I find you very attractive and I just want to spent a night with you” He was really straightforward, you wanted to spent a night with him, but you knew it wasn’t gonna be just one time. Based off in past experiences you knew what was gonna happen, but still followed what you desired.

Your hands went up to his shoulders and moved your head up to slowly kiss him, he then followed your movements. His lips were definitely addicting and just didn’t care if the word ended tomorrow, you wanted more. “Can we just do it inside?” Feeling desperate of having a taste of him. “Sure baby let’s go”. Outside the car seemed kinda small but once you were inside it you had come confidence it was gonna be the perfect space for both of you.

He tapped his lap to indicate you to sit on him, you did and kissed Donghyuck fiercely, his left was removing some hair strands on your face while his right one was slowly touching your clothed back. While having a break for the kiss he decided to remove the shirt you were wearing and then unclapped the bra. Just by looking his stare at your boobs you knew how much he liked those. Not so long after he started kissing and sucking one and with his hand played with your nipple, moans were already coming out of you and Donghyuck just enjoyed it more.

“Take off your jeans for me pretty girl” That nickname made you melt, you had a thing for nicknames and you followed his orders like a robot, “good girl” again another nickname, you were getting unpatient and wanted to savor him. You then noticed he was grabbing something next to him, it was the lubricant Doyoung mentioned earlier. He used some and spread it on his ring and index finger, “flex up your legs sweetie” You then gave him space to put his fingers inside you, what was it gonna feel like?

He slowly made his index finger go inside you, they were kind of thick but enjoyed it a lot, moans were kinda noticable of someone passed by the car but luckily it wasn’t the case. His ring finger then made way inside your pussy along the already index one “Do-donghyuck-“ He slowly thrusted to stretch you out and you were going feral, you never have been fingered this good, his fingers were delicate and knew what they were doing. And without notice Donghyuck curled up his finger and obviously he was searching your spot.

Surprisingly he found it easy, he could tell by how your moans were different and how much please you were showing him. He was thrusting too fast already that just because you didn’t want this to end you resisted the urge to cum but couldn’t take it anymore and just before releasing he removed those fingers. You were kinda upset but that meant you were getting dick.

PT.2

Hello guys!!! Sorry if I didn’t update that much these weeks :((( And I hope this counts as an apology😭😭 (sorry if theres an pt.2 but that will be probably released soon😽)

And as always thanks for the support and would appreciate reblog or follow!!! <333

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nyuoqi · 3 months

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— EXES ALERT ౨ৎ KTR

025 𖤐 😭cong😭ra😭tu😭la😭tions😭

✸ SYNOPSIS ! : in which you and taerae went all the way back to the last year of middle school where the two of you were painfully in love with each other yet refused to put on any label because you guys thought this was more fun, and it went on all the way to the second year of high school. well that was until you ghosted him

or in which your situationship from four years ago happens to be your partner for a romance drama

604 wc, not proofread

"You bought me flowers? And a bunny plush too? " You beamed at Taerae as you stared in awe at the two items nestled in your hands. Taerae shook his head, "It's nothing. This is the least I could do to make up for my missing third date. "

You linked your arms with his and leaned up to plant a chaste kiss on his cheek before pulling away. Taerae paused, heads cloudy at your unexpected advances.

He swore his mind went all blank right here and there as he struggled to form a response at you, cheeks rosy and stuttering. Thank goodness for the thin masks you guys wore for preventing a direct skin-to-skin contact. Or he might just die of heart attack on this street!

"You— you shouldn't do things unexpectedly! " His eyes widened the higher his voice got. You only smiled cheekily and feigned innocence. "Why not? "

"Nothing. Let's get going. " His reply was short and flat. You unconsciously pouted slightly; dissatisfied that you cannot see him more flustered than he already was. Taerae, despite seeing your pout however did not wavered— not even a bit.

"You don't even know where we're going today. " You pointed out.

"Well then show me the way! "

The first stop was a Lego shop. Giselle had told you to take Taerae somewhere with his interests. And you still remember those days where he would excitedly dial your number asking if he can come over to your house and unbox his new Lego set together.

The spark in Taerae's eyes told you that you have chosen your place well. He wasted no seconds as he immediately dragged you inside to show you his current favourite Lego sets in his wishlist. "Go buy anything you want, it's on me. "

His eyes wandered around the store figuring out what he should get today. Once he found what he liked, he clasped your hand tighter in his and brought you over to the counter.

"A customised Lego? " Taerae nodded, his eyes crinkling into crescents. You had expected Taerae to pick up an expensive set, not this. "Are you sure you want this and not the dragon we saw near the entrance? " You questioned once again to make sure he was being serious but was only met with another nod.

"This way, we can customise our Lego character however we want! " His tone that resembled a kid in a candy store made it hard for you to say no. So you went along with him.

"Well there are not really any clothing that I prefer here... " You trailed off, creating a small pout on Taerae's mouth. "but I can make it work! " And there he went smiling again.

Gosh, it felt like you were babysitting a kid.

A hearty lunch and random souvenirs later, you found yourself and Taerae laughing and giggling in a photobooth machine along the way. You had taken three photostrips together already and was working on the fourth when Taerae gently called for your name.

"Yes? " You hummed and turned your head towards his after choosing the setting you wanted. "Y/n, you know how much I like you, right? "

The countdown started.

"Of course I do. I hope you know that I like you just as much. "

"Then you wouldn't mind it if I were to this? "

You blinked, processing his words. "Do what? "

And suddenly his lips were on yours. His lips were gentle and had a few cracks. He also tasted like the hotpot you both had for lunch but you didn't mind it, as long as you get to kiss him.

He pulled away after a few seconds, the camera shuttering in the background.

"Hey so about that— hmphh— "

You cupped his cheek with one hand and pulled him back into another kiss. Unlike him who kissed you gently, you kissed him with more vigour not wanting to let him go.

Your photostrip might be ruined by now. But at the moment, you both had nothing on your minds aside from each other. And you thought that is all that matters.

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lavelans · 5 months

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so i got to rewatch the fall of the house of usher today since some friends wanted to watch it and picked up on some things i didn’t notice before (some of these might be obvious but i just like pointing things out!)

1. we already know that the lighting shifts to that particular usher’s representative color during their death scene, but what i didn’t notice on my first watch was that not only do their wardrobes correspond with their colors, their furniture and home/work environments are in the same color too! (and when they’re not wearing that color they’re wearing a color that’s one step adjacent on the color wheel)

the most obvious is camille’s white, but i noticed this time prospero’s red car and jacket when he gives his first business proposal, the red suit he wears to the meeting with frederick.

i also noticed leo wearing a lot of yellow, the lights outside his apartment, the box he keeps his drugs in and the sofa he finds the dead cat behind are all yellow (he also mentions taking yellow pills).

victorine also wears a lot of orange, and so are the scrubs she and al wear in the operating room, the shelves in her office and the fruits on her dinner table at home.

tamerlane is another obvious one, with all the green she wears, but i also noticed there’s a green neon sign outside her apartment, and bill’s BILLT gym also had green accents.

and frederick wears a LOT of blue, i would say maybe he’s the third most obvious? his house has a lot of blue aquariums, and the room he keeps his wife in is blue as well. morrie also wore a blue dress when she went to perry’s party. and not 100% sure if this was intentional but the folder perry drops off at his house was blue too.

1a. bonus detail i noticed, what verna wears when she appears to each of the siblings just before they die also matches up with their respective colors. the red cape with perry, the white security guard uniform with camille, her uniform when she comes to leo’s apartment to pick up the cat, the green dress when she appears as tammy’s double and the blue vest she wears during freddie’s death. vic’s is a stretch but she wears a light orange cardigan when she meets with her and asks to talk to dr. ruiz.

1b. another bonus detail! perry’s party was lit mostly in blue before the lighting turned red just before he died, which visually ties it back to freddie’s death later on. freddie’s and perry’s deaths were already narratively intertwined, with morrie’s choice to go to the party triggering the events that caused freddie to slowly grow more and more paranoid and cruel throughout the series, ultimately leading up to his death in the same place. i just think it’s cool that this narrative connection is also reinforced visually.

2. when verna first arrives at tammy’s place as candy, she speaks with a uk accent, but as soon as the roleplay starts she shifts to an american accent and does an uncanny as fuck impression of samantha sloyan’s performance as tamerlane (which, CARLA GUGINO??? you LEGEND) (also as a non american who generally does not hear american accents outside of tv and movies, the accent switch did not register to me on my first watch lmao)

3. in the last episode, verna places the items on each usher’s gravestone carefully, you could even say with respect, EXCEPT for frederick’s cocaine packet (which she just unceremoniously drops onto the gravestone LMAO as he deserves). it does match the speech she gives him during his death. for the usher siblings she was sometimes kind but generally neutral when she spoke, always offering them chances to say no, but with little remorse when they fail to prevent their own gruesome deaths. EXCEPT for frederick, for whom her spiel is absolutely dripping with contempt for him.

4. minor detail, but in 1980 when verna was talking to the twins about putting their drinks on their tab, she says ‘buy now, pay later’ which basically foreshadows the deal the two of them later make with her. ‘buy now’ meaning saying yes to getting away with all the illegal stuff they did throughout the years, and ‘pay later’ with the lives of his entire lineage.

#tfothou #the fall of the house of usher #sorry for the wall of text i just have a Lot of Thoughts.#shut up kat

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cooliofango · 1 year

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When You Hold Their Hand Unexpectedly

Linked Universe V. x Gn!Reader

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This is part 2!

PART 1 HERE!

PART 3 HERE!

This part includes Wind, Wild, and Twilight!

Slight trigger warning for Wind’s part! Mentions of neglect and death— but it doesn’t go into heavy detail.

Lil shout out to @hylias-gremlin for helping me out with Wind’s part! ;3

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Wild

Today was the day Time decided they all needed to restock on supplies. Camp was settled on the outskirts of town, where they could make a count of what they did have. Most went into town to buy things that was needed, though a few went out into the woods to scavenge for food. It would be less rupees to spend if they don’t need to.

Time and Sky went around town for information about the Hyrule they were currently in. They planned to start in a tavern, seeing as it’s usually the best place to investigate when you want to hear about any rumors or info about anything or anyone. It’s common knowledge for most at this point, especially for travelers like you all.

Wind and Hyrule went off to get their water supply refilled. While they can easily stop by lakes and rivers while they travel, carrying their own water supplies helps when there isn’t easily accessible water or if the water near by is salty or contaminated. It also helps for meals for the same reason— though they usually try to avoid meals that include water in the recipe if need be.

Four and Warrior were sent out to find supplies for weapon and armor repair and making. Maybe even a few fresh weapons for a certain someone who broke them more often than not. Some light weight, but durable metal, tools, cloth, and the like was what they looked for.

Twilight and Legend were tasked with finding any wild fruit, herbs, or mushrooms that were edible. This ranged from hylian shrooms, hyrule herbs, and apples. Vegetables were mainly an optional find since it wasn’t very likely to be found in the wild. If they couldn’t find many of any of those items, then they would go into town to buy what they could.

For you and Wild’s search for meat and poultry, it was going well. The both of you had a bit of each now, but it was agreed upon that you should get at least one more kill before heading back to camp. It didn’t matter much which kind of meat this last one had to be as long as it was fresh and edible.

Yes, that does imply that they’ve found rotten meat. This was because of the bears and wolves in the forest that left behind the remains of their prey. It wasn’t hard to tell with the rancid smell lingering in the area the corpse laid. They were, luckily, a good ways away from the rotten meat.

You held your bow tightly within your hands, Wild at your side with a bow of his own as you two crouched in the tall grass to remain hidden. There was bait set in the open area in front of you made of berries and grain mixed into a pulp. The fragrance was strong enough to be smelt from where the two of you hid. An animal was bound to smell it sooner or later. Or do you thought, anyways.

You had been waiting for quite a while. Your joints ached lightly from not moving, but you knew if you moved, it could ruin a chance to get that last piece of meat you and Wild wanted. The most you allowed yourself to do was wiggle your fingers to ease the soreness in them.

Wild remained perfectly still the entire time, of course. As the cook of the group, he is usually the one to make sure they have food made no matter when or how he had to obtain the ingredients. A lot of the time was spent hunting— both before and after you all met if you had to guess— so he had a knack for remaining still for long periods of time.

It was definitely a contrast from what you were used to, so seeing it for the first time was surprising. Seeing him not be so reckless and slightly playful in nature would probably be a bit of an odd sight for anyone in the group to see.

After that first time you hunted with him, it became a regular to take you with him when gathering food. You weren’t completely sure why, but you just assumed that he enjoyed the company and could use the help. It’s partially why you two were paired now. The other part was because Time intentionally put you two together during this group split up.

A loud rustle sounded to the right of you, causing you to break from your thoughts with a jump and a soft gasp. You grabbed onto whatever was closest with your free hand on instinct, but your eyes remained in the direction the sound came from. You didn’t realize the slight distraction you had caused to your companion.

The air was still.

There was more rustling…

…and a rabbit jumped from the bushes. It had light brown fur and low hanging ears. It’s wide eyes looked around, unsuspecting of anything or anyone around it.

You let out a silent sigh, watching as it hopped over to the bait mixture. The rodent bent down towards it. It’s pink nose wiggled as it sniffed the bait, deciding whether or not to eat it.

You felt the hand that didn’t hold the bow lift, causing you to look over confused. In front of you was your hand holding Wild’s from the top, his fingers lightly dangling out of your grip. Wild’s face held a soft pink hue and he allowed his gaze to meet yours. It was a silent ask to let go.

You felt your own face burn hot, swallowing thickly. You made sure to be quiet and careful when letting go of his hand as to not alert their final pray for the day. Wild gave a thankful look while you returned it with an apologetic one.

He sat up a little in place and drew the bow back with an arrow in hand. The bow’s wood creaked quietly, causing the rabbit to sit up with its ears perked. It was too late for it react, however. The whistling of the arrow has already cut through the air and pierced through its body with an almost unnerving thump, a second one following soon after as the rabbit fell to the ground as a corpse.

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Wind

The night grew on and almost everyone was silent as they all sat at one of the long tables within the the inn’s dinning hall. They had all came to rest for the night, as well as try to gain information on the land they were currently in. The most lights were snuffed out by now, only leaving a few on to keep it bright enough for the few people that did remain.

“I heard it’s haunted though,” The man at the next table over spoke, his head in one hand and half a glass of alcohol in the other, “because it was built over the ruins of a burnt down manor that stood there centuries ago.”

The group of travelers had their attention on this man for a while now as he spoke of a temple that laid in the forest southwest from the town. Most didn’t seem too fazed by the rumor, having dealt with ghosts on their own occasions. You, however, was not someone who fell into that category.

“How so?” Wind asked curiously on your left, his expression mostly calm, but a bit wary of dealing with apparitions. You knew he’s dealt with ghosts before from his tales of the ghost ship he had been on while at sea— but you could imagine that he didn’t really enjoy the thought of dealing with ghosts again.

“A maiden’s vengeful spirit lives there. She attacks anyone who dares to enter the temple, especially if it’s a man,” he takes a sip of the alcoholic beverage before setting the glass down, “According to rumors, it’s because her lover had left to fight in a war. It left her depressed and she neglected herself because of it. When her lover returned, he didn’t recognize her because of how thin she had gotten. The woman died not long after from the affects the neglect had on her and from grief.”

You swallowed heavily, gripping onto the bench underneath you. “How violent does she get, exactly…?” The nervousness showed in your tone, brows furrowed as you looked at the man who told the story.

He rose a brow at you in question and sat up straight, “Well, from those who returned from the temple alive, it all depends on how deep into the temple you are. It could range from throwing stones at you to activating dangerous traps even if you’re careful to avoid them.”

“Lovely..” Legend quipped sarcastically, slumping his own head into his hand. Everyone had similar thoughts in that moment; they were going to have to prepare for every outcome should they encounter one of these traps first hand. Your grip tightened on your seat.

“Thank you for the information,” Time spoke authoritatively as he stood, handing the drunk man the agreed upon red rupee before turning to the rest of the group, “Tomorrow morning, we’ll meet down here to discuss preparations before we head out to the temple. Be down no later than sunrise.”

Most of the group stood, picking up their things and beginning to head upstairs to their rooms. Time did linger to ask a few more questions to the drunk man wish a hushed voice-- probably about the temple they would enter the next day. You couldn't really hear exactly what he was saying, though. You took in a deep breath as you sat there a moment longer, shoulders slumping.

"(Y-Y/N)?"

You finally notice the voice calling out to you from your side, looking over to it's owner. Wind still sits beside you, blue eyes nearly avoiding your gaze now that you looked over to him. His face and the tips of his ears held a reddened hue and he was hesitant to speak again.

"I mean-- I usually wouldn't mind it all too much," he started with an attempt to pick up his confidence, this being shown in his tone, "b-but it's getting late and we should really get going," as he spoke, your expression grew noticeably confused, in which he showed slight defeat. "Could you let go of my hand please...?" Wind laughed a bit nervously, watching as you looked down at your hand resting on top of his.

Your face now matched his in color.

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Twilight

The sounds of the night kept you awake, despite how desperately you tried to get some rest. Your back laid to the majority of the group with a few of the sleeping boys laid in their respective places in front of you. They were so used to sleeping out in the woods that they looked so sound while they snoozed. It made you a bit envious, in all honesty.

The majority of your life was spent in the city where you were always able to have a roof over your head and a mattress to sleep on. The forest’s ground was far from ideal. Your chest deflated in a silent sigh, closing your eyes once again. The best thing you could do, in your opinion, was to continue trying.

You turned over on your other side in an attempt to sleep in a more comfortable position. You gripped the grassy earth beneath you gently with a soft breath of content to leave your lips. Somehow, that was a bit better�� if only a little. You relaxed your body against the ground and cleared your mind of any thoughts about the matter. The sooner the better, right?

By the time the sun was peaking through the branches above, you were the last one to wake up. A soft groan escaped your lips, tightening your grip on the grass. The ‘grass’ twitched a little at the movement. The feeling caused your brows to furrow, carefully blinking your tired eyes open. The first thing you saw was your hand gripping onto other, both of your hands lightly digging into the grass.

Your gaze followed the arm, moving past the fur pelt to see the slightly reddened face of Twilight looking back down at you. Catching your gaze with his own, he was quick to avert it. He cleared his throat, “M-Morning, (Y/N)…”

You.. only stared a moment longer as your brain tried to process the situation. With furrowed brows, you slowly sat up and looked back down at your hands. And then back up at him. O h…

With a red hue to grow along your own face, you were quick to move your hand off of his. You turned your head away and instead raised your hand to fix your messy bed head with a frown of embarrassment etched onto your features. “Sorry— sorry..” You coughed awkwardly.

There was a short paused of silence as Twilight contemplated how to respond for a moment before chuckling to himself at the situation before him. “No— don’t worry about it. I, uh… didn’t mind. It was nice to have that little bit of company throughout the night. Besides, it seemed to help you fall asleep.” He shrugged, though his response only made the embarrassment grow in your chest.

“I held your hand the whole night…?” You murmured. “And you knew I was awake?” You tilted your head.

Twilight looked back at you, finally, with a half smile tugging to his face. “Y-yeah,” he held a look of embarrassment as he answered your first question. “And yes— I planned to do something to help, but when you turned over, you seemed to figure out how to fall asleep without realizing.” He laughed a little now that he said that out loud. Even you thought it was a bit funny to hear.

“But uh..” He continued, the bashfulness returning to his expression, “If you have trouble sleeping again, then I’ll be here to help.” You but the inside of your cheek and hesitantly nodded.

“Stop flirting already and come on..!” Time teased lightheartedly, causing the both of you to jump up to your feet in a hurry and finish helping pack to continue your journey.

#linked universe #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #lu wind #lu wild #lu twilight #lu wind x reader #lu wild x reader #lu twilight x reader

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singular-stars · 6 days

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okay, so you might be wondering like i was: how many boxes do you need to purchase in order to merge a level 9 item from scratch?

the short answer is around 4 boxes. if you're using this guide to play, i recommend you start with 4 purchases! in most of my tests i could reach level 9 after 4 purchases. i'll lay things out below the cut.

in one box you get (at *minimum) 50 level 1 items. if you divide that number by 2 (or rather, by merging them) you get 25 level 2 items. there will be leftovers here and there, but if you keep dividing that number by two you are guaranteed with at least *one level 6 item per box*.

from there we can suppose that to reach level 7 you need two boxes, to reach level 8 you need four boxes, and to reach level 9 you need eight... huh? but vanilla, earlier, you said four boxes was enough!

i did say that. i did. but in all my tests i ended up reaching level 9 in around 4 boxes anyway, due to leftovers and items from the original box of 50 coming out as level 2-3 instead of as level 1. that's why if you want to merge a level 9 item from scratch i recommend you start with 4 boxes and work from there. you can consider 8 boxes to be a kind of maximum ballpark estimate--it shouldn't take any MORE than that, but it will very likely take less!

you can apply this principle to the book, jewelry and light series. (since the output of every gem box is the same--one level 3 and one level 1 item--buying one gem box will still leave you with a level 6 item and something leftover, every time.)

here are other things i noticed but didn't fit anywhere into the main body of text:

*i say "minimum" here because this doesn't take into account any of the 50 items you purchase maybe coming out at level 2 or 3. all this assumes that everything comes out at level 1.

- the book series is the lowest-scoring series of items, and generally it's more cost-efficient to purchase them than merging them from scratch.. even buying the bookshelf is 6 dia cheaper than merging it yourself.)

- conversely, i believe always cheaper to merge the crown from scratch. even going with the hypothetical 1 crown = 8 boxes = 80 dia ballpark estimate, merging it would then be 30 dia cheaper than buying it.

- all that said, to maximise your points output you should be merging EVERYTHING from scratch, because coins. good luck if you choose to do this.

note that i'm just some guy on the internet, so while i HAVE tested these things on my account to pretty consistent success i could also still be wrong. feel free to let me know what you think either way :p

special thanks to my wonderful lovely boyfriend @exmeowstic for listening to me rattle all this off during his trek to 3.5 million points. as of typing he's just 100k points away...... he's fought really hard......... and if you've read this far, then thank you too!!

i wanted to also figure out what the points to dia conversion rate was but given RNG, daily orders, items being grouped together on orders etc... it's hard! still considering that to get one guaranteed 5* off the gacha (by hitting pity at 300 rolls) you'd need to spend around 100k dia, well... i'll do my best to snag himeru before the event ends. good luck today for the rest of part 1, and i'll see y'all again in part 2

(o゜▽゜)o☆

#ensemble stars #himeru #enstars

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m-writes-stories · 4 months

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I'm Always Here - Part 3

Warnings: hospital, passing out, pregnancy, drinking (of age), hints of sex, language, medical talk, bleeding, talk of death of baby,

Word Count: 1531

1 month later

You were in the hospital. Three months ago you passed out in your bedroom. After 3 minutes of you not waking up Travis called 911. Once at the hospital, you guys found out that you were pregnant. You got nervous. Honestly you didn’t know if it was Travis’ or Sam’s.

2 months ago

You saw Travis at the bar. Your mom had convinced you to go to a party and now here you were. You were already very drunk.

Your mom was watching Avery, so you wouldn’t have to worry about getting home to her until the following morning.

You got up heading to the bathroom and saw Travis get up, out of the corner of your eye. You walked to the bathroom and then was pushed up against the wall.

“Hi.”

“Hello pretty girl.”

You couldn’t remember much of the night. But you did remember waking up the next morning, naked in Travis’ bed.

You were still shocked today. The doctor was nervous about your blood pressure and wanted to keep you in the hospital until they could keep it under control for more than 24 hours. Which had yet to happen.

Travis walked in with at least five bags in his hands. You looked over and saw him walking in.

“What is all of that?”

“Options.”

“Of?”

“Everything. I thought I would go shopping and buy some self care items for you.”

“Travis, that bag says Louis Vuitton.”

“I may have also bought a lot of other things too. It’s all for you. Actually, I lied. I bought some things for Avery too.”

You laughed, smiling and moved over on the bed for him.

“So this all is from Ulta. I got your favorite makeup and skin care. And I got you new shampoo since you said you were out. I got you a new Louis Vuitton purse. I call it the mom purse. But I also got Avery a backpack.”

“They gave me a due date and they’re gonna run a paternity test.” You said.

“Oh.”

“You said that in a bad way.”

He grabbed your hand, “no, it’s just I want it to be mine.”

“I want it to be yours too. But what if it isn’t?”

“I’ll love it like my own. Always will. Does the due date match with our timeline?”

“Yeah, but I was with Sam the night before too. I’m so scared Travis. I haven’t even told him I’m pregnant yet.”

The nurse walked in.

“We’re gonna do the test now so we’re gonna need a sample from Mr. Kelce.” The nurse says.

“Ok.”

Travis nodded and went downstairs to give them his blood sample.

You waited a couple minutes before he came back into your room.

“Can we facetime Avery?”

Avery had been staying with Travis’s mom while you were in the hospital. Travis occasionally was with her, but with practice and wanting to stay with you as much as possible, it had to choose.

“Hey Travis.” His mom answered smiling.

“Hey.” You smiled, “how is Avery?”

“She’s good. She really misses you guys.”

You bursted into tears. Travis rubbed your arm. Seconds later you saw Avery appear she was eating cookies.

“Hi mama,” Avery said.

“Hi baby girl. How are you?”

“I good, mama. I love Gamma Donna.”

“I bet you do. I miss you baby. I love you.”

“We love you baby. Be good for Grandma Donna,” Travis says.

“I will.”

The doctor knocked on the door and they hung up on FaceTime.

“Dr. Stevens, right?” Travis asked.

“Yes.” He said, “how’s everything going today?”

“I’m okay. Can we just get to it?” you said, not wanting to make small talk.

“The test results.” He pulled them up on the iPad.

“Yes, the fucking test results. What else?” you snapped.

“They match.”

“So Travis is the father?” you asked.

“Travis is the father.”

You started to cry. Travis pulled you in for a hug.

“Oh thank the fucking lord,” Travis says.

He kissed the top of your head. You kissed him and it was a long passionate kiss. He loved it.

“I have some other news as well,” Dr. Stevens said.

“Ms. Y/L/N—“

“What is it?”

“You can officially go home. Your blood pressure has been stable since yesterday morning. Meaning we hit our 24 hour mark.”

Two hours later

Travis was helping you into the car. You were happy to be heading to Donna’s for a bit. Travis was going to be staying there with you as well.

You reached Donna’s house, when you felt all your emotions be released. You started to tear up.

“Honey what’s wrong?” Travis asked, looking confused and scared.

“I’m just so glad we are going home. I missed Avery so bad, and our bed, and not being bothered 24/7.”

He chuckled, nodding, “Yeah mom won’t bother you she’ll check in on you every once in a while.”

“Yeah I missed her too, especially her cooking.”

“Me too. Let’s go get out girl though. I missed her hugs.”

Travis helped you out of the car and up to the front door.

You both walked in and he got you settled into the guest room. Avery by your side. Travis went into the kitchen.

“Hey, I didn’t even herer you guys come in,” Donna said, walking over to hug Travis.

“Sorry mom, she’s settled into the guest room with Avery. We’re having another baby.”

“Oh that’s good.”

“Yeah, but anyway. I’m gonna grab some food and go get settled.’

“Oh, I made dinner. I’ll heat it up and bring it to you guys,” Donna said.

“Thanks mom, I’m gonna help her shower and see if Avery wants any dinner. I’ll see you in a bit, okay?” Travis says to his mom.

Travis goes upstairs and walks into the bathroom. He begins getting it ready for her shower. He puts her towel in the towel warmer.

“Daddy, can I watch tv?” Avery asked.

“Yeah that’s fine baby girl.”

You turn the tv on a Disney movie and Avery becomes engrossed.

“Come on baby,” Travis whispers in your ear.

He helped you into the bathroom and into the shower. The hot water soothes your skin and muscles. Travis helped you finish washing up and drying off.

You get back in bed and eat dinner. You finally get relaxed as you snuggle up next to Travis. You love this man.

“I love you, Travis.”

“I love you too?”

“I just wanted to tell you. I don’t think I could ever find anyone else like you.”

“Well good, because you are stuck with me no matter what.”

“Geez that’s harsh. I could always run away and marry Jason.” You laughed at his facial expression, “ I mean he's got a great beard.”

“Yeah, I don’t think Kylie would let that happen.”

“You can’t see all three of us being in a relationship?” you laughed.

“Oh my god your nuts.”

“You’re finally realizing this?”

“Nah, I’ve known since day one.”

The Next Day

You woke up to the sun shining through the curtains. You rolled over to find Travis’ side of the bed empty. You felt a wetness under your legs. You moved the comforter to find a blood stain.

“Donna!” You shout as panic runs down your body.

She comes running in with Kylie and they both see the blood.

“I’ll call Travis,” Kylie says.

Donna helps you into the bathroom to help you change into new pants.

“Travis is on his way,” Kylie comes in.

“I can’t lose this baby. I can’t. I might not survive it.”

“Honey, we're here for you.” Kylie says.

“No, Kylie you don’t understand. I can't. If I lose this baby, I won’t survive.”

“You have us, Avery, and Travis.”

“Stop, you don’t understand. Yeah, Travis was happy when we found out about Avery, but we were also 19 and we were scared. When I told him I was pregnant again he lit up. I have never seen him happier. I can’t take this away from him.”

Minutes later Travis bolted into the house and flew up the stairs. He heard the women talking. He listened, staying outside the bathroom.

It killed him to hear you blame yourself for this. He ran into the room about a minute later.

“Travis?” you asked.

He hugged you. You lost it.

“I’m so sorry, travis.”

“No, do not fucking apologize. You did not do anything. We are gonna go to the hospital and they are going to say that nothing is wrong.”

“Travis, something is fucking wrong, I’m bleeding.”

He carefully picked you up and ran out towards the car.

“Travis stop!”

He didn’t listen. He went to the hospital. He didn’t care. He wanted them both to be okay. He was nervous.

Once you made it to the hospital, he got you out of the car and rushed into the emergency room.

“Help, my girlfriend is pregnant and she is bleeding,” he yelled.

Someone helped the two of you to a room and got some tests started. About an hour later, a doctor came in.

“Mr. Kelce and Ms. Y/L/N–”

“Mr and Mrs Kelce, please,” you said.

“I–”

#m-writes-stories #travis kelce #travis kelce x reader #travis kelce fanfic

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unpredictable-probabilities · 4 months

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Tomorrows Over Centuries || Chapter 2: Stars Present

Summary:

Hob takes Morpheus on a little food trip after their meeting at The New Inn. Along the way, he learns more about what his friend likes, and discovers what he definitely likes about his friend.

He can't help but daydream especially when standing so close to Morpheus, but everything should be fine as long as he kept such thoughts to himself. It's not like Morpheus can read his mind.

Word Count: 6,078

Chapters: 2/3

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“Waiting for someone, sir?” Luke smiled as he set down a glass of orange juice on the table.

Hob looked up at him distractedly. Luke was one of the newer staff at The New Inn, and he had no idea just how many times Hob had sat at that table to keep his eye on the front door. Hob never intended to be obvious about it, but the older staff members had definitely noticed and had been known to give him vague words of encouragement on occasion.

“Yeah, just a friend,” Hob smiled. He could call him that now, and he was sure that said friend would actually show up today.

“Can I get you anything else, then? Something for your friend?” Luke asked politely.

Hob thought about it. In all the time he’d known Morpheus, they’ve always had alcohol or tea. He wanted to find out what else his friend would like. Besides, they could always order something else if Morpheus didn’t like whatever he picked.

“A cup of hot chocolate, please,” Hob answered. “But bring it over once he’s already here. Not sure what time he’d arrive, and we don’t want it getting cold.”

“Noted, sir,” Luke nodded and walked away.

When Hob looked at the door again, Morpheus was already walking towards him.

“Morpheus.” Hob grinned as his friend sat down across from him. “Glad you could come.”

“I said I would,” Morpheus smiled.

And how wonderful was that? Now they could spontaneously say they want to hang out the next day and it would happen. It was something that Hob never even dared to hope for back then.

Luke came back and brought a saucer and cup of hot chocolate in front of Morpheus. “Good morning, sir.”

Hob nodded a thanks before Luke walked away.

“New item,” Hob explained as Morpheus eyed the drink. “I thought to add some when this place was first built.”

Morpheus looked at him curiously. “You own this establishment?”

Hob grinned. “Yeah. I found out that they were closing down ‘The White Horse’, so I decided to buy the deed to it and rebuild it here, with a new name and menu.”

“Why go through such trouble?” Morpheus furrowed his eyebrows.

“Had to find a way to still keep seeing you, didn’t I?” Sometimes Hob forgot that Morpheus really didn’t know how much their meetings meant to him.

A smile pulled at the corners of Morpheus’ lips. “And I am grateful that you did.”

Hob relished in the warmth that that smile gave him. “Why were you at The White Horse back in 1389? What business would a dream deity have in a pub in the middle of nowhere?”

“None. But my sister had always been insistent that I mingle with humans. On that day, she all but dragged me into that tavern, and we overheard you talking to your friends about immortality. She was the one who gave you that gift.”

Hob furrowed his eyebrows. Now that was entirely new information; he had always assumed that it was Morpheus who gave it to him. Not that it changed anything, really. It had never mattered much to him why he had been granted immortality. He cared more for the fact that it allowed him to meet with this enigma of a being every hundred years.

“Your sister? Why does she have that kind of power? What’s she a deity of?” Hob tried to recall his vague knowledge of different pantheons.

Morpheus took a moment before answering. “I have told you that I have many names. One of them is ‘Dream’, as I am responsible for ensuring that humans dream safely. My sister’s name is Death; she is the one who granted you immortality.”

Hob’s eyebrows lifted as his mind reeled with so many questions, but he did his best to stay on track with their conversation. “Okay, okay, the actual deity of death gave me immortality. Alright. Uh, why choose me, out of everyone in that pub? And why was it you who told me about the gift and not her?”

“Would you have preferred it if it had been her instead?”

It sounded like a serious question, but Hob knew Morpheus well enough to catch the glimpse of mischief in his eye. “Shut up, you know I don’t.”

Morpheus smiled at that. “I had told her that I didn’t understand why any human would crave an eternity of this life, and her solution was to grant your wish of immortality so I could find out the answer for myself. I volunteered to be the one to speak with you about it.”

Hob took a moment to process all of that. He supposed that that was simply how powerful immortal siblings helped each other understand things, through displays of power that fundamentally changed certain elements of the world.

“Do you? Understand now, I mean, why a human would choose immortality.” Hob had always been curious about the answer.

Morpheus slightly tilted his head in thought. “Not entirely. From what I’ve seen, you wanted to keep living because of you, and how you experience the world. If it were any other human, I do not know if they would have kept choosing to live after each century. Therefore, I am just as interested in you now as in your experiences. Perhaps even more so.”

Hob wasn’t sure if he just imagined the softness at that last remark, but he momentarily dropped his gaze to his drink and took a second to compose himself. Morpheus looking at him with those piercing blue eyes while saying those words did things to him, and if Hob wasn’t careful he might end up doing things to Morpheus himself.

“Have you actually been mingling with other humans, then, like what your sister said?” He asked curiously. “Or do you just go outside your realm every hundred years whenever we have to meet?”

“I do visit the Waking world more frequently now than seven centuries ago, though perhaps not quite as much as my sister would want me to.” Morpheus picked up his cup and took a sip of the hot chocolate. “It’s sweeter than I had expected. I like it,” he clarified to answer Hob’s questioning look.

Hob grinned. “I’m glad you do. And I know you don’t need to, but do you ever eat or drink anything just because you want to?”

“I do so during our meetings.”

“Yeah, barely,” Hob said, remembering how Morpheus often refused food and never finished his drinks even halfway. “What do you say to walking around and trying different foods, then? It’s part of the human experience that you’ve been so curious about.”

Morpheus blinked, considering it. Before yesterday, they had never met outside of the pub, and a part of Hob was wondering if Morpheus would like to keep it that way. But then again, they had never so much as shook hands before, and Morpheus initiated a hug last night. Something that Hob knew he’d never be able to forget.

“Alright,” Morpheus replied. “As long as you are not late for your work.”

Hob’s eyebrows raised in surprise. That’s what he had been considering?

Hob smiled. “Nah, don’t worry, there’s plenty of time. And the university’s not far, anyway. Let me just finish my drink and we can go.”

He drank the rest of his orange juice, and was glad to see that Morpheus was finishing his drink, too. His eyes lingered on the bobbing of Morpheus’ throat as he drank, and the pink tongue that darted out when he licked the remaining chocolate on his lips. For a second, Hob questioned the sanity of his plan to take his friend on a food trip.

“Shall we?”

“Hm?” Hob blinked distractedly. “Yeah, let’s go.”

They first went to a pizza store that Hob sometimes bought lunch from. Because of their plan to keep moving, they opted for the seats outside. Hob got them each a slice with both meat and vegetable toppings, and two glasses of lemon iced tea because the weather was a bit warm.

“Is this cheese in the crust?” Morpheus had turned his pizza around to inspect the end of it.

“Ah, yeah. Sometimes people don’t like to eat the crust, so some pizzas are stuffed with cheese or meat to encourage people to eat the whole thing,” Hob explained.

“Hm. Curious that humans would need extra encouragement in order to not waste a bit of food.” Morpheus took a bite of his pizza.

Hob chuckled. “That’s not the most ‘curious’ thing about humans by far. Oh! How do you feel about spicy food? There’s some hot sauce here if you like. It looks like a new brand that I haven’t tried before, though, so I can’t say how spicy it would be,” he gestured to the small bottle on the table.

Morpheus picked it up and drizzled hot sauce on his pizza, far more than what Hob would have put on his own.

“Careful, those things can be really hot,” he warned.

“It will not harm me,” Morpheus said as he put the bottle back down. “Besides, this trip is about maximizing the experience, yes?” He smiled and took a bite, chewing slowly with a thoughtful look on his face. “I see the appeal. Though I enjoy the added flavor more than the spice. Perhaps next time I would not put so much.”

Hob felt a fluttering in his stomach at the “next time”. He smiled and put some hot sauce on his own pizza and took another bite–

Then he dissolved into a coughing fit as heat spread through his mouth and throat.

“Are you alright?” Morpheus asked in concern, his eyes slightly wider.

Hob nodded as he reached for his drink and downed it all in three gulps.

He glared at Morpheus, though there wasn’t any malice to it. “That barely affected you!” he accused. “And you put much more on your pizza than I did!”

Morpheus looked like he was trying hard not to laugh, the corners of his mouth lifting. “It would appear that we have different tolerance levels for such things.” He slid his glass of iced tea over to Hob with an amused smile.

Hob scowled at him and pushed the glass back. “No, that’s yours. You haven’t even tried it yet.” He reached instead for the pitcher of water and poured himself a glass, grateful that the water was cold as he drank it.

They finished their pizza and drinks, and Hob had the idea to go to a yogurt shop next. Partly because Morpheus said he liked sweet things, and partly because his mouth was still burning from the hot sauce.

“I thought I would prefer hot tea, but I admit that iced tea has its charms especially on a warm day,” Morpheus mused as they walked down the pavement.

“If the weather gets too warm, you can take off your coat,” Hob reminded him. “Stash it somewhere in the Dreaming so you won’t have to carry it around.”

Morpheus looked down at his black coat as if only just realizing that he was wearing it. “Quite right. Though I would not mind carrying it around.”

They reached the yogurt shop and took their seats at the barstools lined up along the white countertop.

“Have you ever had yogurt before?” Hob asked curiously. “Or ice cream? Gelato?”

Morpheus shook his head. “I have never seen the need to try them. Though I have an idea of what they are like from several dreams I have seen.”

Hob ordered strawberry yogurt for himself and blueberry for Morpheus, in case his friend didn’t like blueberry and wanted to switch.

Morpheus took off his coat and hung it on the back of his chair just as their orders arrived, and Hob was momentarily distracted by the pale skin of his friend’s arms, especially since he’d never seen Morpheus in short sleeves before.

He decided to focus on the task at hand and turned to Morpheus. “Try it, and if it’s not to your taste we can switch. Though I don’t know if you’d like strawberry either.”

Morpheus took the small spoon and scooped some yogurt in it, eyeing the gradient of white and blue curiously. He raised it to his lips and took a tentative taste, eating just half of it and staining his lips with the yogurt. Then he ate the rest of it on the spoon, pulling the plastic utensil out of his mouth with a little sucking sound that was barely audible but made goosebumps prickle on Hob’s skin. He licked the remaining yogurt on his lips, and for a moment Hob was gripped with the imagery of himself licking Morpheus’ lips clean instead.

“Your food is melting.”

Hob blinked and realized that Morpheus was looking at him. He glanced down at the spoon in his hand, stopped halfway between the cup and his mouth, dripping yogurt.

He hastily put the spoon back in his cup. “It does that. Yogurt melts pretty fast in this weather.”

For the rest of their time there, Hob purposely avoided looking at Morpheus or the way he ate. He was happy to treat his friend to these different foods but Christ. Maybe it was a good thing that Morpheus didn’t eat much during their previous meetings.

Hob didn’t have any other destination in mind, so they decided to just walk the rest of the way to the university while they talked about their work; Hob told Morpheus how his students enjoyed learning about ancient artifacts and language systems, and Morpheus talked about the meticulous process of creating nightmares to ensure that the dreamers would remain safe even as they faced them.

The weather gradually became more cloudy and Morpheus put his coat back on as they reached the more commercialized part of the city. Some beeping noises caught Hob’s attention, and he saw that ahead of them there was an arcade with one of those crane games outside. A group of little kids had just finished playing with it.

Hob smiled as an idea came to him. “Hey, have you ever played with a claw machine?”

Morpheus tilted his head curiously. “What?”

“Come on,” Hob grabbed his wrist and tugged him towards the arcade.

The machine had stuffed toys inside as prizes: blue crescent moons, yellow stars with smiley faces, and black and white kittens barely bigger than Hob’s hand.

“You pick what toy you want, and you use this joystick to maneuver the claw around, then you press this button so it can pick up that toy. Or attempt to, anyway,” Hob explained.

He got some loose change from his pocket and put a coin in the slot to start the game. He aimed for one of the moons since it was angled favorably and he hoped that the crescent shape would make it easier for the claw to pick up. Unsurprisingly, the toy was just nudged aside and fell to its side.

“Harder than it looks,” Hob shrugged. “And I’d never been a kid in this century so I have no idea how to win this thing either. Wanna try?”

Morpheus frowned. “I do not understand. Would it not be more efficient to simply buy a toy than to spend an indefinite amount of money on this machine that might not even give you the prize?”

Hob smiled in good-natured amusement. “It’s not really about the prize, it’s more about the winning. Buying a toy wouldn’t feel the same as winning it, no matter what it is.” He held up a coin to Morpheus. “Your turn.”

Morpheus took it and dropped it in the slot.

People usually played these things while slouched and squinting at the prizes inside–that’s certainly what Hob just did–but Morpheus remained in perfect posture. There was the slightest frown on his forehead as he concentrated on the claw, his gaze quiet in its intensity and his chin ever so slightly lifted. Hob imagined that must be how he looked during diplomatic negotiations with other realms.

The claw grabbed one of the stars, and Morpheus’ eyes narrowed, as if daring the star to fall down.

And it did.

It slipped free as the claw was lifting it up, and the machine made the noise to indicate that the game was done, the words INSERT COIN and TRY AGAIN running across the screen on top.

Morpheus huffed indignantly. “The game is not fair. The claw had clearly picked up that yellow star.”

“That's how it usually is, from what I've seen.”

Hob was about to suggest that they continue walking, but Morpheus was still glaring at the machine like it personally offended him.

Hob fought back a smile and held up another coin. “Wanna go again?”

Morpheus wordlessly took the coin without taking his eyes off the machine. He aimed for a crescent moon this time, and the claw didn't even lift it at all.

Hob reached for a coin again but Morpheus summoned one out of thin air and restarted the game. Hob wondered briefly whether the coin would remain here or disappear later like those medical supplies yesterday.

This time Morpheus leaned in close, peering in through the glass as he maneuvered the controls. The claw lifted a star, but dropped it as soon as Morpheus moved the claw sideways.

“I still do not see the appeal.”

Morpheus was pouting and Hob didn’t bother to hide his smile this time. He had half-expected his friend to just magically pull a prize from the machine, but he was determined to experience it like how a human would. Hob loved that about him.

Despite what he said, Morpheus kept summoning coins and playing the game. Then Hob noticed that instead of aiming to drop the toys in the box in order to win, Morpheus was dropping as many toys as he could in one corner.

“What are you doing?” Hob furrowed his eyebrows at the growing pile of moons and stars and kittens.

“Strategizing.”

Intriguing, but it didn’t really answer his question. The pile grew some more, and Hob watched as Morpheus maneuvered the claw towards the pile and dropped it on top. It grabbed a kitten and two stars, and it slowly lifted up without dropping any of them.

Morpheus carefully moved the claw towards the box; the kitten and a star fell down, leaving one star for him to potentially win. Hob sensed Morpheus tense up as the claw kept moving, and Hob found himself holding his breath.

The claw stopped above the box and dropped their prize inside it.

Bells and lights came on from the machine and the word WINNER! appeared on top in multicolored lights.

Morpheus smirked at the machine, his eyes bright with victory.

Getting to see that, even though he barely did any of the work, Hob felt like he won, too.

His friend bent down to lift up the flap from the box on their side and took the toy.

“For you.” He held out his hand to Hob, the star resting on his palm.

“What?” Hob’s eyes widened in surprise, making no move to take it. “But that’s yours, you won that.”

“Yes. For you.” Morpheus was still holding out the prize to him.

“But… why?” Hob looked at the star and at his friend. “Is it because I bought you pizza and yogurt? I wanted to do those. You don’t have to give me anything in return.”

“I know. I want to. For you, Hob Gadling, I will obtain any star.” Those blue eyes were fixed on Hob, as if Morpheus meant what he said despite his playful smile.

Hob swallowed, unable to look away. God, how we would love to wake up to that face every morning. Opening his eyes and seeing Morpheus’ beautiful face next to him. Snuggle against Morpheus’ neck and stay in bed for a few more hours just enjoying each other’s warmth. For that, Hob would give up all the stars.

Stars. Morpheus’ eyes were suddenly filled with them. The previously blue eyes were now entirely black, save for pinpricks of bright light shining and moving around.

Hob was entranced; the entire city could have blown up at that moment and he wouldn’t have noticed. He felt like he was staring into the heart of a galaxy, and it was staring back at him.

“Your eyes...” he breathed.

Morpheus blinked rapidly a few times, and his blue eyes were back, looking surprised. “I apologize. I seem to have lost control of my human form for a moment.”

“W-What?” Hob slowly returned to his senses, like waking up from a dream. “Wait, you mean that’s what your eyes really look like? They’re beautiful.” He could hear the raw wonder in his voice and he didn’t care, Morpheus deserved to know.

A smile slowly appeared on his friend’s face. “I am… happy. That you feel that way.”

Oh, Hob’s feeling all sorts of things. He’s feeling like he wants to push Morpheus against the claw machine and kiss him senseless. He wants to taste the blueberry yogurt on Morpheus’ tongue. He wants Morpheus to teleport them back to his flat again so he could see what else Morpheus could make him feel.

Morpheus turned to look back out into the street, his posture perfect again. “Is the university still far from here?”

“Hm? Nah, it’s just a few more minutes’ walk. Why, you wanna do anything else? We can try the other games inside.”

Morpheus shook his head. “You still have classes, yes? I do not want to take up your work hours.”

Hob checked his watch. Morpheus was right, if they didn’t start walking to the university now, he might be late to his first class. He thought about suggesting that they just teleport over there so they could have more time with each other, but he didn’t want to seem like he sees his friend like a taxi service.

They came across an ice cream cart on their walk, and Hob instinctively wanted to buy one for Morpheus, but he suddenly had an image in his head of his friend eating out of an ice cream cone and decided against it. Maybe next time when he didn’t have to remain sane for his classes.

Hob greeted the guard at the university and said that Morpheus was his guest. The guard handed them a visitor’s ID that Hob clipped to Morpheus’ coat, and they made the walk to the upper floors.

“How long have you been working here?” Morpheus asked as they stepped through the doorway to Hob’s office.

“About five years now, only got my own office two years ago, though.” Hob closed the door behind them.

Morpheus approached Hob’s desk. On one side was a stack of notebooks for keeping records of things—Hob also had those records in his laptop but there’s a certain comfort to him in writing them down—and on the other was a small horse statue and a pencil holder with various writing utensils and a mail opener. The middle of the desk is clear for use.

“Does this serve a purpose?” Morpheus was about to reach for the statue but he pulled back his hand and looked at Hob. “May I?”

“Go ahead,” Hob nodded. “It doesn’t really do anything, it’s just, you know, a white horse.”

Morpheus looked at him again, the statue in his hands. “The name of the tavern.”

Hob chuckled and hoped that the warmth on his face wasn’t too noticeable. “Yeah. I had a bigger version of it back in 1589. Had to sell it for food several years later. Then some time in 1990 I found that in an antique shop and bought it.”

Morpheus furrowed his eyebrows and put the statue back on the desk. “Why in 1589?”

“Well…” Hob scratched the back of his neck, walking to stand beside Morpheus in front of his desk. “That was the year you walked out on me to talk to Shaxberd.” He tried not to say the name like it was a curse, he really did, but he still cringed internally when he heard his own voice. “Dunno if you remember.”

Morpheus took a step towards him, his eyebrows still furrowed. “I remember. I did not think you would mind.”

“Of course I did,” Hob said sincerely. “It was our one dayin a hundred years where we got to see each other and talk. It was our day. So after watching you walk away with that lad, I told my attendants to have a ridiculously big white horse statue made and brought to my manor.” It felt a bit surreal, recalling how he had attendants and a manor. He was a very different person back then. “I just wanted some sort of claim to you, I suppose, a reminder that The White Horse tavern meant more to us than what Shaxberd would ever understand.”

“I’m sorry,” Morpheus said softly. “It was not my intention to make you feel such things.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Hob smiled and shook his head dismissively. “It was a long time ago, and you were well within your rights to spend the night with whoever you wanted. Especially since I was sort of a pretentious prick back then.” He almost cringed again at remembering the way he spoke and treated other people, especially the tavern staff. “I hope you, uh, had a great night with Shaxberd. Shakespeare. Whoever.”

Morpheus looked at Hob curiously. “Are you thinking that I had bedded Will Shaxberd?”

Hob felt himself flush. “No— I mean— Yes I was thinking that but— It’s really none of my business.”

“I do not engage in casual dalliances.” Morpheus subtly scrunched up his nose for a brief moment. “We merely spoke. I said I would help inspire him with ideas, and he promised to make them come alive. He delivered.”

“Yeah, you don’t need to explain it to me, really,” Hob smiled sheepishly, though he did feel relieved at that knowledge. Besides, he didn’t want to think of Morpheus in that situation. Especially since the other person he imagines with Morpheus definitely isn’t Shaxberd. That train of thought is a slippery slope that Hob didn’t need right now.

Something changed in Morpheus’ expression, his cheekbones had a tinge of red, and for a second Hob could see the stars again before the blue eyes returned. They held an intensity now, almost a promise of danger, and Hob was acutely aware of how he felt thrilled about it rather than scared.

“Morpheus?” Hob asked tentatively, wondering what could have caused this change in his friend.

Then the pieces clicked into place.

Morpheus moving to hug him last night just as he was thinking about it…

Morpheus looking away at the arcade after Hob had thought of pressing him up against the claw machine…

And just now, Morpheus knowing that Hob thought he had slept with Shaxberd…

“Some dreams are louder than others and catch my attention,” Morpheus had said.

Did that include daydreams?

Oh no.

In his shock, his treacherous mind suddenly recalled all the things he'd been daydreaming the entire day about his friend. His efforts to push down such images only brought them to the forefront of his mind even more; it didn't help that Morpheus was standing so close to him. The scent of petrichor and old books and honeyed tea made Hob so heady that he wanted to bury his face in Morpheus’ neck to inhale lungfuls of it.

“Hob.” Morpheus’ strained voice held a warning.

“Oh my god, you can really see them,” Hob muttered, his eyes wide. He took a step back as he felt panic rising up in his chest and blood rushing to his face. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean–” He squeezed his eyes shut for a second before looking apologetically at his friend. “I didn’t know you would see— Look, I understand you’re angry, but— We don’t even have to talk about it, alright? I’ll— I’ll stop thinking about those things, just—”

Morpheus grabbed his arm and pulled him close with surprising strength.

Before he could even give a cry of surprise, Hob felt his lower back pressed against his desk. Then Morpheus descended on him, their lips slotting together.

Hob froze, eyes wide and heart thumping in his throat.

Morpheus moved against him, sucking lightly on his lower lip, and Hob’s mind melted into his body. His hands moved on their own and found the back of Morpheus’ neck, pulling him even closer. Morpheus wrapped his arms around Hob’s waist as their tongues danced against each other, soft and slick and perfect. Morpheus dug his fingernails into Hob’s back, and such a moan escaped him that he dearly hoped no one was on the other side of the door.

Hob would have relished all of it for hours, but unfortunately he was still human and needed to breathe. He pulled away just enough to gasp in air, but he kept their foreheads pressed, his hands in Morpheus’ hair.

“I… I thought you didn’t…” Hob panted, trying to remember how to speak English. “Casual dalliances…”

“Oh, there is nothing casual about this, Hob Gadling.” There was a hunger in Morpheus’ voice, and his eyes were black and starry once more.

Hob attempted to speak but what came out was more of a whimper.

The intensity in Morpheus’ gaze sobered a little, and he loosened his hold on Hob. “If you wish to stop—”

“No,” Hob grabbed Morpheus’ coat and held firm. He was still trying to catch his breath and form coherent sentences, but he definitely knew that stopping was not what he wanted. “I just… why? Why are you doing this?” There was so much hope in Hob’s heart that it hurt.

“Because I want you, Hob Gadling,” he said softly, reaching up to caress Hob’s face. “I want your gentle mornings, your long nights. I want your bright laughter that never fails to bring me warmth. The sparkle in your eyes that puts the most luminous stars to shame. I want to give you everything your heart wishes, and hold you in my own. You are not a casual dalliance, my dearest Hob. You are… everything to me.” He traced his thumb across Hob’s cheekbone, trailing it downwards and following the shape of Hob’s jawline. “And it all but overwhelms me to know that you might want me, too.”

Might? As if Hob ever had any doubt about it. As if his skin didn’t thrum wherever Morpheus touched, as if those words didn’t overwhelm him.

He pulled Morpheus by the coat and crashed their lips together. “Oh you beautiful, impossible creature,” he spoke in between kisses, not wanting to part with Morpheus’ lips longer than necessary to get the words out. “You have no idea… just how much I’ve been wanting you. Far more and for longer than you know.”

Morpheus growled against Hob’s lips and lifted him up, seating him on the desk and making him gasp in surprise. Morpheus settled his hips between Hob’s thighs, pushing forward with his kisses until their bodies were pressed together.

Hob’s world spun and nothing else existed but Morpheus’ lips and tongue and touch. They explored each other’s mouths with an increasing fervor, Morpheus running his hands along Hob’s back and trailing electricity with his fingers.

Hob could taste the cosmos on Morpheus’ lips, stars turning into supernovas each time their tongues collide. He desperately clutched at Morpheus’ hair and knew that he didn’t want to be anywhere else—

“Professor Gadling?” A knock sounded at the door. “Are you there?”

They pulled apart, gasping and holding each other.

Morpheus’ hair was a mess, his cheeks were flushed and his lips red and glistening. His eyes had turned back to their human appearance but were no less piercing as he waited for what Hob would do.

Hob swallowed and tore his eyes away from such a tempting sight. He looked at the door instead and made considerable efforts to make his voice sound normal. “Yes?”

“I have the invitation for the book fair. Can I come in?” It was Paula’s voice, one of his colleagues.

Morpheus stepped back and gently tugged Hob to stand on the floor again. With a wave of his hand, they both looked decent and not like they had just spent the last few minutes devouring each other.

“Yeah, come in.” Hob might look normal again but he was still lightheaded, and he sincerely hoped that Paula wouldn’t ask him any questions about his lesson plans or anything that required working brain cells.

The door opened, and Paula came in to see Hob and Morpheus standing a few feet apart from each other. “Oh! Sorry, Professor, I didn’t realize you had company.”

“No, it’s okay.” They could continue whatever they were doing later at his flat, anyway. The thought of that sent a pool of desire low in Hob’s belly that he did his best to squash down lest it manifest itself physically in his trousers. “This is Morpheus. My… um…” Damn, they hadn't talked about that yet.

“Good afternoon,” Morpheus smiled politely. “Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

Paula seemed surprised at Morpheus’ voice, and Hob couldn’t blame her. She smiled back. “Good afternoon. I won’t be long, just here to give Robert the invitation for the book fair tomorrow.” She handed Hob a white envelope with the university’s logo. “Remember, wear smart casual,” she said with a playfully stern tone, an inside joke that the professors have developed when imitating their dean.

“Yeah, yeah,” Hob waved her off with an equally playful tone. “Oh, we all get plus ones, right?” he suddenly remembered.

“We do,” Paula nodded, smiling and glancing at Morpheus like she already knew what Hob was planning. “Well, I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said to both of them before getting out and closing the door behind her.

There was a moment of silence between them, but it didn’t feel uncomfortable. Morpheus was looking at Hob with an amused smile pulling at the corner of his lips.

“What?” Hob demanded, though he felt like smiling himself.

“Your colleague was wise to knock. Next time we shall lock the door.” He stepped closer to Hob with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Don’t do that to me here,” Hob chided, though it didn’t sound convincing even to himself.

“Do what?” Morpheus feigned an innocent tone.

“Talk like you’re temptation on two legs.” Hob pulled him in for a chaste kiss, then pulled away to show him the envelope. “Do you wanna go to the book fair with me tomorrow? I mean, if you don’t have any plans…” he trailed off, still not used to being able to ask to see Morpheus so casually.

“I shall be there. Besides, your colleague is already expecting both of us to attend. I wouldn’t want to disappoint her,” he said playfully.

Hob rolled his eyes. Then he remembered something. “Oh! Sorry I told her your name, I hope that’s alright? I just didn’t know what to say.”

“It is perfectly fine.” Morpheus reassured him. “Especially if it precedes you calling me yours.”

Christ, he did say that, didn’t he? And Morpheus didn’t mind at all. He even liked it. Hob smiled giddily. “How would you like me to introduce you to my friends at the book fair? You know, just in case they ask. I don’t wanna fumble around again like I did earlier.”

Morpheus hummed thoughtfully. “Would ‘lover’ suffice?”

Hob felt his face warm. He was about to explain that it might be too… suggestive a term to say to work colleagues, but he caught the amusement in Morpheus’ eyes. “You enjoy teasing me, don’t you?”

“Very much so.”

Hob shook his head in defeat, a smile forming on his face. Then he caught sight of the wall clock and remembered why they came here in the first place.

“Ah, right, I have a class to go to. Thanks for walking with me here.”

“It was a delightful experience. As it always is with you.”

“Alright, you better leave before I start having daydreams again,” Hob said pointedly.

Morpheus laughed, a soft one that brightened his face and shook his shoulders just the slightest bit. Hob decided he would do everything he could to hear that sound again.

“Tomorrow, then?”

Hob smiled. “Tomorrow.”

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Author's Note:

Chapter 3 will be posted sometime in January! I hope you liked this one ^_^

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empressofmankind · 4 months

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Challenge - What'd They Shit Buy To Heckle Their Better Half

I was bored and low on creative juice today, so I did one of my other favourite things and that is hanging around stores pretending to be out shopping for, or with, one of the permanent renters living inside my head.

And then I thought, maybe that'd be a fun challenge? It's kind of like a moodboard, but for the funnies. A heckleboard??

Step 1: Go to one of those general stores that has a little bit of everything (or go to multiple stores if you like, I do, but I live in a walkable city centre). Step 2: Think of one of your current favourite ships. Step 3: Pretend to be one of the ship's characters Steps 4: Photograph 5 items they would shit buy to heckle their better half Step 5: Post it and tag me! And tag new peeps!

Here's mine, for Croc 🐊 x Shivs 🗡. And it's Shivs dropping these items on his credit card statement for shits and giggles.

She'd absolutely wear that hat, doesn't matter it's > 25C in Arabasta. Style over comfort, and all that.

Also, I literally wheezed at the pistol-shaped hair comb. I am pretty sure he always has a comb on him? And I can see her give him that, because lol. Wouldn't you? I would. I'd happily die for it too. I wonder if he'd secretly like it, haha. It does market to a certain demographic.

They're nice, and it's the bait to throw him off of completely losing his shit over the rest of the absolutely shit-faced purchases.

She bought that game because she wants to beat his ass at it? They'd go so gdamn hard playing that. Don't play monopoly with them either. Guns come out.

And baby Benji always needs new toys. That's not even up for discussion. He'd be fine with this one, I think.

Go for it, nerds - @tiredemomama, @momodwriter, @littlemountainwolf, @fanaticsnail, @bronsterbash, @ruledbyproblematique, @swirlsofblackandwhite, @gingernut1314

#yes if physically possible #you should go to an actual store(s)#the casual seeking & randomly finding shit is part of the fun #you can also do it while going for groceries or other such errands!#no need to get them at once or right now

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【Lawson】What To Buy Part 3【Convenience Store】

Hello, this is Hikaru. Thank you for watching! This time, in response to your requests, I made a third video about my convenience store purchases 🛍️ Even though I am not mentioning it here, you can also buy soft kelp and tapioca milk tea at Lawson😋 If you have any items you often buy or would recommend, please let me know ☺️Please also send your video suggestions, I am always looking for new ideas 📝 [Introduced] ・Karaage kun ・Soft natto ・Kikyo Shingen Mochi Dora Mochi ・Mochi wheat bread cheese cream & double berry ・Salad chicken stick olive & cheese

“FEATURES” Acoustic Live Report

Yesterday, Hikaru was busy rehearsing for her upcoming acoustic live. Don't forget to tune in for today's live!! (Tweet by Hikaru | Tweet 2 by Hikaru) Following her first solo tour as freelance artist, Hikaru will be holding an acoustic live on March 17. It will be a live streaming concert so everyone can watch it. Hikaru will perform her songs from the album “FEATURES” ♪ Title: Stream LIVE “Hikaru Acoustic LIVE 2024 -FEATURES-” Date: March 17 (Sun)Time: 17:00~ Ticket sales start 🎫 2/10 0:00~ Ticket price: 3,500 (overseas credit cards accepted) Archive period: 7 days Link: https://musicchamp.page.link/PJByVDREEbTmdRf77 ※The ticket needs to be bought within the Music Champ app. Please download the app!

As always, I will do some live commenting as I watch the concert even though I am not too familiar with her new songs so I will probably not have a lot to say about them T_T Also not the biggest fan of an acoustic guitar-only accompaniment but that's a personal preference XD First things first, her shirt/blouse looks great, especially with the pearl necklace.

1.Flow: I recall not particularly liking the studio version. Can't say the acoustic arrangement has changed my opinion unfortunately. Still appreciate her vocals though. 2.Embrace: Very excited how this will turn out since I do enjoy the studio version quite a bit. Nice reverb effect. The verses sound amazing, obsessed with the way she sings the "mirai..." part. And the bridge with the “ai yueni…” is lovely. 3.Awe: "Embrace" and "Awe" back to back, YESSS! This honestly gets better every time I listen to it. Don't even mind when Hikaru gets a bit shouty because it works so well for this song. 4.Treasure: Meh... I'll admit that this doesn't do anything for me. Couldn't even remember listening to it before although I most definitely did. 5.Under the Rain: Ohhh, did not expect this song to make an appearance. Thought Hikaru would be focusing solely on her "Features" tracks for this acoustic live. Very happy. The chorus isn't my cup of tea but I love the melody in the verses. And the scene from the play will always be a personal favourite. Wow, the raspy voice Hikaru uses towards the end is pretty cool. Think this is my favourite rendition of the song so far. 6.Remain: Can't pinpoint what bothers me about the song but I am not a fan. 7.Escape: The acoustic version is better than the studio version I think. Not quite as chaotic. Still not my favourite. 8.Survivor: Feel quite nostalgic about Hikaru's first song as freelance artist. Solid performance. 9.奇跡/Kiseki: Still very fond of the melody during the instrumental section but the rest of the song is just okay I guess...Not even the lalala part works for me, it's a shame T_T

#kalafina #hikaru #video #hikaru ch.#Hikaru Solo Tour 2024 #Hikaru LIVE TOUR 2024 -FEATURES-#Hikaru Acoustic LIVE 2024 -FEATURES-#report

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dr4kenlvr · 1 year

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𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐄𝐍 "𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍" 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐉𝐈

draken x gn!reader - fluff (0.7k+)

request: hi nana, how are you doing today? i was going through draken x reader tag and saw your recent work and ofc i liked it. i just wanted to ask if you would like to share some of your headcanons for draken. i really miss him and i wanna talk about him.

nana's note: hi so i really said fuck it and wrote a whole draken as ur bf post because 1, i can't believe i haven't yet??? and 2, i too miss draken and want to talk about him 24/7 so i hope the long wait was worth it!!

every second i am alive i pray that i will find a man like draken because no one can tell me otherwise, that he would be the absolute perfect boyfriend of the whole tokyo rev. cast

no one can change my mind !!!!

draken puts his blood, sweat and tears into yours’ and his relationship—to make sure you’re as happy and content as you deserve

he wouldn’t dare to ever make you upset, and in the off chance you two have arguments (because healthy relationship include disagreements at times), draken is the world’s greatest listener and is so extremely empathetic for you

mornings with him start off amazing; he’s up and dressed, chuckling at your sleepy state as you groggily tell him “good mornin’” - he presses a sweet kiss to your cheek, urging you to get out of bed and get ready for the day

he’s always making sure you are taking good care of yourself—that could be in the form of him making or buying you a breakfast, helping you study your notes, reminding you to take breaks, and ensuring you sleep full hours

nothing worse than seeing his baby tired—but he’ll let you nap in the break room at his shop if you’re feeling particularly exhausted that day (aka me everyday)

draken loves to indulge in your hobbies the way you show interest in his by being next to him in the shop all week

if you like to read, he’ll dedicate nights in bed to read with you or listen to you read as you lay atop of him - his chest heaves gently and he always catches himself falling asleep to the sound of your voice

maybe you like to draw? draken will help you find reference photos on pinterest and create folders dedicated to things he’d think you’d like

if you’re lucky he might even pose for you! but don’t tell him, he’ll get shy heheh (wait till he finds out about your candid drawings of him)

if you’re into fashion, draken will always try to fit some time into his schedule to take you out to the mall

sometimes his friends tag along and it’s just a big happy hang out <3!! gahhh it would be so lively

y'all going in and out of familiar and new stores until you have a huge smile on your face at the items he’s purchased for you

oh draken just loves to spoil u

but you love to spoil him just as much—taking care of him is probably your real favourite hobby (LMAO)

“kenny! come here, lemme brush your hair!” is what he hears every single time he comes out of the shower

“coming!” and he’s greeted with your excited face, a hairbrush in your hand and a blow dryer in the other - it makes ken so so loved to see you so happy over something this mundane

you two love to spend quality time together doing absolutely anything, because to draken, anything with you is so much better and worth it

he loves it when you braid his hair and always find himself unconsciously boasting about it to his friends - nothing extra (like ran),

“y/n did my hair this morning you know.”

“yeah i know because that’s like the 40th fucking time you’ve mentioned it, man.” -baji, he is so done with draken and his cute significant other

MAKES HIS SKIN ITCH FR

“my braid is more intact today, do you think it’s ‘cause y/n did it?”

“??? i don’t know ???” - chifuyu, also is tired of draken and your’s cute relationship

ONCE TOLD DRAKEN THAT YOU TWO REMIND HIM OF A SHOUJO COUPLE IN A MANGA HE ONCE READ LMAOOOO

has a tendency to baby you every now and then, he think it stems from his relationship with mikey - he’s just so used to taking care of others, that being taken care of by you is a nice change

he’ll buy you any snacks that you’re craving for, it literally does not matter when or where you guys are

he somehow finds a way LMAO

has you saved as his lockscreen and his gallery has a folder full of photos of you

draken also dedicates a wall in his room just for you - photographs, gifts, trinkets, and a drawer underneath full of clothes that you can wear when you stay over <3

(holy fuck im gonna cry and shit myself i love him so much guys)

anyways; draken ∞/10 boyfriend i wholeheartedly recommend everyone fall in love with him and join the crew

taglist: @dai-tsukki-desu @kazuhoya @gwynsapphire @sscarchiyo @reiners-milkbiddies @smileyswifeyy @bontensimp-blog @thisbicc @megumisemo (send me an ask or dm to be added!)

reblogs and comments are very appreciated!

#draken x reader #draken x reader fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x reader fluff #draken fluff #tokyo revengers fluff #draken headcanons #tokyo revengers headcanons #ken ryuguji x reader #ken ryuguji x reader fluff #ken ryuguji fluff #ken ryuguji headcanons #request

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violetvelourr · 5 months

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I went Kakashi treasure hunting today on my only full day in Bangkok - and it was INSANE! 🥵🤩

It all began with me playing the Ichiban lottery - for those who just like me don’t know, I can’t fully explain it, only that one of the prizes is maskless Kakashi 🙈 but I later found him on sale separately, with no surprise element, so I have him now too 🤭

So the lottery board looks like this, so every time you buy a ticket you get a certain letter. I got an E and I my prize was a plastic glass with one of 6 designs (also random).

And guess who I got???

It was a good sign obviously!!

And with this I began my Kakashi treasure hunt.

I knew that Mega Plaza is one of the best places in Bangkok for anime collectibles, and I was not disappointed!

As I made my way from one floor to another, the number of finds seemed to only increase!

It all happened so fast that at some point I was in a state close to panicking and feeling completely overwhelmed! 🙈 sometimes I said: ok so here are 4 items standing together, I’m buying them all! And the seller would look at me funny 😆

Many of the items I got, as far as I understand, come from those capsule vending machines. They are quite poor in quality but I wanted them all nonetheless 🙈

But surprisingly I also found items that were only just released this month! 🤯

Of course I didn’t buy absolutely everything that I saw and that I didn’t have, but overall I got almost everything I wanted from what I saw - even had to buy a set of three for the Kakashi Anbu bust 🙈 I’ll try to sell Sasuke and Naruto 🙈

Only problem now is that today’s purchases are probably 1/3 or my current collection in size, if not more, and I’m out of space in my shrine 🙈🙈🙈 I’ll have to think of something…

I will try to do an unboxing video before I leave Bangkok, if I’m not too busy… also question remains how to take all this stuff back home because 2 statues are quite bulky 🙈 I have decided against the 3rd big statue I was thinking of getting, it’s too ordinary for its size and I soberly decided I don’t want it 🤣

#Kakashi #Kakashi merch #Kakashi collection #Kakashi collectibles #Naruto

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kissesinelevators · 7 months

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After Dark Pt. 2

Synopsis: What do you do when there’s a man with fangs lurking in the shadows, swearing he can keep you safe but ever since he’s popped up in your life things get worse? Change is weird and very permanent.

Pairing: Spider-Man 2099 x Female Reader

Word Count:

Genre and Warnings: Romance, Angst, Smut (eventually), Violence, Slow Burn (kind of)

18+ Part 1. 3 (A.N. This was not proofread!)

Miguel was making a mess. He truly was.

“Look, it’s okay if you don’t have it. (Y/N) will call me when she’s back and I’ll come by to grab it. It’s really no issue.” A younger woman who had been flirting with him had been here for now an hour told him as she leaned over the counter, proudly displaying her breasts through the thin white shirt she was wearing. She was beautiful but Miguel wasn’t interested in that at the moment, he was trying to find her blue evening gown. He shook his head as he silently berated himself looking everywhere for the hung up garment. Why did he agree to this? There were at least 3 people here waiting for a while for their stuff and although they were more amused by this tall buff guy running around trying to get their correct items, Miguel couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. All that high iq and fancy job as a chemist for what? Just to not be able to find simple clothes that were hung up? He wanted to scream and break everything in here out of anger but he couldn’t because he made a promise as Spider-Man that he would help out even if she didn’t know that he was in fact Spider-Man helping out.

“No, I’ll find them. I’m just, this is my first day.” The old man smiles and begins to walk out the store, followed by the rest of the customers as well as the girl who had unsuccessfully tried to get his attention.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Miguel.” She winked and closed the door behind her.

He let out a scream and slammed the cash register into the concrete floor, breaking it.

“Oh.” Miguel covered his face in further frustration. Well, it wasn’t like it was new or working. He made a mental note to buy her a new one eventually since hers was severely banged up already and didn’t open right due to how much trauma it had went through. He was happy that he didn’t take out his anger on her little iPad that did card transactions. Now that would have been worse.

After he had fixed the broken floor with more concrete, which he had to close shop for a bit and go find the materials and do so much more manual labor, he put up a little sign next to it to warn others to not step on that side of the store. He was admiring his work when a teenager came in. Miguel looked up at the clock seeing it was 30 past 3 and sighed. This was (Y/N)’s star client for today.

“Hey, I have your jersey right here.” Miguel stepped to go to the back of the store when he realised that he had in fact left the jersey at the hospital with (Y/N), she was going to definitely kill him. “Uh, actually-“

The bell of the front door rang and in came in (Y/N), her timing being of a movie’s. She frowned looking at the sign by the newly put down concrete in her flooring.

“What happened here?”

“Hi, do you happen to have his jersey on you by any chance?” Miguel wasted no time as he went up to you.

(Y/N) frowns. What happened to her floor? “Uh, yeah.” She goes through the motions of getting the jersey out of her hospital bag and hold it out while staring at the semi fresh concrete filling what looked like a hole and cracks. Literally happened?

“Thank you so much!” The jersey is pulled out from her fingers and the bell of the door shakes indicating it’s been opened again and then the door shuts.

“What happened to my floor?” She holds her hands at her hips, the hospital bag’s cords wrapped around one of her wrists.

Miguel remembers that he didn’t even make up an excuse for why that hole was there and why he had to fill it.

“There was an at-,” (Y/N) finally looks up and is taken aback seeing the tall buff man behind the counter top of her business. “-tempt on the store but they broke the register and threw it so it left a hole.” It was the first thing that came to his head. He walks out from behind to counter and stands in front of you with his hands on his waist. You blink.

“How does that cause such a massive hole?”

“My name is Miguel, you’re (Y/N) right?” He puts his hand out offering you a handshake. You look at his hand, then up to his face. Without breaking eye contact you put your hand in his, also very large as Spider-Man’s. What was going on with men? When did they get so.. massive? And so attractive?

“Hey Miguel, what happened to my floor?” He repeats the story of the failed robbery and how they broke the register with the floor. You weren’t convinced.

“Okay but, they tend to not be that strong?” You tilt your head and he closes his eyes in frustration. The first time you tilted your head at him and he almost forgot how to breathe, you were just so pretty to him and here you were doing it again.

“How’s your head?” He opened his eyes and puts a hand around your head softly and moves your head back, changing it from the puppy tilt you did that left him wondering if he should just leave before he told you how beautiful you were. Your hands go up and grab his wrist and pull his hand down.

“I don’t know any strangers who go up to people and grab their heads.” You let go of his wrist and he feels a warm buzzing where your fingers were seconds ago.

“Sorry, uh, how’s your head?” You look at him and roll your eyes walking past him to the back of the counter.

“It’s fine, thanks for the concern.” It looked like everything else was fine and in its own place. Maybe this Miguel guy wasn’t a complete idiot like you were thinking he was as you walked to the store moments ago. And he was so, so, so beautiful. You look up and see him deep in thought, hands on his waist as he looked at the drying cement in the store where he claimed someone threw your cash register. Fuck, even like that he looked beautiful. His onyx black locks were messily pushed out of his face and they looked so soft, his olive skin tone was almost mouth watering as it looked inviting and warm, his broad shoulders made him look like he could throw you over them and built you a house out of wood. Where had he been hiding this whole time? Sure he looked a lot older, maybe 10 years an older but it added to his attractiveness.

Something peeps through his lips, out the corner of his mouth, it looks sharp.

You shake your head.

Business continues as normally throughout the day with Miguel trying his best to alleviate the work load, while there wasn’t many people there was a lot of stuff the small amount of people brought in. Everyone was generally kind and understanding, most were concerned with (Y/N) and her health. It made Miguel’s heart warm seeing how the people of this community were so tight and loving of each other. It took him a long time to get that same love from his community back at home and while he still didn’t have it with his legion, he was content. In this moment at this time in this universe he was more than happy.

“I’ll be coming in tomorrow at 7 am, if that’s fine with you?” Miguel told you as you turned off the lights at the front of the store and began to close the curtains to the windows so the outside moonlight wouldn’t come in. You hum in response.

“I don’t have the money to pay you for work tomorrow.” You lock the doors and pull out a wad of money from your back pocket, walking over to Miguel as he stood behind the counter. “But here’s for today. Thank you for your help.” You put the money on the counter and smile. It’s a genuine smile. His heart skips a beat.

“I am not to receive payment, Spider-Man made that very clear.” He leans down, his arms on the counter and he leans towards you. You realise how close he is to you but yet he still towers over you despite his upper body being on the counter, of course held up by his arms but still. The look in his eyes was serious but yet, inviting?

“I’m okay to work by myself tomorrow.” You walk past the counter, the money still there in front of Miguel as you made your way to the back of the store. You hear his footsteps as he follows you. “And no, you can’t stay here.” You open another door and make your way to your small room. The room use to be a little janitorial closet but you remodelled it and even torn down the wall that separated it from the only bathroom in your store, you had instead set up a little curtain to give it a sense of privacy but you did what you could to make your room cute and girly. Miguel walked in from behind you, seeing the pastel pink painted walls, the small mattress on the floor with white duvets that had strawberries on it, multiple plush animals decorated the room, a small tv set in front of the mattress, plants decorated the room from being on the floor to being hung from the ceiling, the only light source was some yellow fairy lights hanging off the ceiling and a long rack of clothing was in the corner with clothes.

“You have a very nice set up here.” Miguel lowly says to you as you make your way to a small coffee table by your bed and fumble with some keys. You make your way back to him as he stood in your doorway, it looked almost out of place. Here was this big massive tall strong masculine man and he was surrounded by the pink of your room. You couldn’t help but giggle to yourself a bit as you hold your closed fist to him.

“Thank you, here.” He puts his hand out, palm up and you drop a set of keys in his hand.

“Here is a copy to the store’s keys. You can let yourself out from the back doors, I’m sure you know where it is since it a next to my room. Spider-Man does in fact owe me so I’ll take the help.” He looks at the keys, they are also pink but with glitter. They look almost hand painted. He puts them in his back pocket and smiles at you politely.

“Wait so you stay here all alone?” His smile drops as he remembers that the front is mostly glass, there was no cage or anything to protect you if someone decided to break in. And the door to your room wasn’t exactly a strong door.

“Yeah, the guy that I pay for protection keeps his people patrolling at night, at least he can provide me protection at night.” You dismiss Miguel’s scrunched up eyebrows and the worry in his eyes as you turn away to take off your shoes and socks. “I’m safe only at night.” He can’t believe what he’s hearing. Someone had literally just came to basically shoot at you like two evenings ago and here you were, behind cardboard and glass. No wonder you were mad at him for failing at his job, and worst of all you were alone. You didn’t have parents or friends nearby, he realised that the other night at the hospital. It was difficult for him to process that. He couldn’t believe that you were genuinely alone, had he not been there you wouldn’t be here.

“Luckily Spider-Man is usually active at night, right?” He lets out an uncomfortable chuckle as you grab some clothes off the rack and go behind the curtain. You start to undress, unbothered by the tall man standing in your doorway.

“Yeah right.” You roll your eyes as you start to put on your pjs, some shorts and an oversized shirt that a client had abandoned. Clothes that were left behind you would take for yourself or give them to the people in your community.

“Okay well, I’ll see myself out.” Miguel says and you step out from behind the curtains. He keeps his eyes on your face as you shrug and begin to set yourself down on the mattress.

“Goodnight, Miguel.” You look for your remote between the sheets. There’s a long pause and you look up towards the doorway. Miguel is still standing there. “I’ll see you tomorrow. But I open at 10 am so I’ll see you then.” He nods curtly and closes your door.

Miguel was currently perched up on the top of your building, legs hanging over the edge as he ate a burger. He was busy wiping his mouth with the back of his arm, the suit tickling his cheek.

“Miguel,” his assistant ai’s voice came out from his gizmo and he straighten his arm away from his face. Layla came up from it, looking at him with a disappointed look on her face, arms crossed over his shoulder. He kept chewing, unbothered. “Miguel, you need to come back.” He hummed in response and kept eating. “I’m being serious. I ran the tests, while yes everything will be okay with the universe you’re in, we need you here. There’s other universes that need your help.” He closed his eyes and swallowed. Hm, he knew he should have said no tomatoes. “Are you ignoring me right now?” Layla’s voice went up an octave, indicating she was angry. Miguel opened his eyes.

“Look, I left Peter in charge. He’s got this, this is my well deserved vacation time. Things worked out with Miles, everything is fine, let me enjoy this.” He took another bite from his burger.

“Miguel, it’s been a while.” She quietly said. “When are you coming back?” He put his arm down. He hasn’t really thought about that. When would he come back?

“I haven’t thought about that yet.”

“Well you need to, because you’re the only reason we are here. We can respect you needing time off but crime doesn’t stop.” She was right, that’s why he had to stay here. He took a last bite of the burger and began to crumple up the paper that was wrapped around it. He held it in his fist.

“Mm,” He got up and started pacing around in slow circles. “Is Peter not doing a good job?”

“No, he’s doing great but it’s ju-“ Miguel’s mask pixalated off his face as he ran his free hand through his hair while he decided to interrupt his assistant.

“Great! We’ll talk later, yeah? Missed you already.” He quickly said and clicked on his gizmo to activate do not disturb on her. He didn’t understand what part of do not bother me she didn’t understand. Peter knew how to reach him in case of an emergency, which he hasn’t yet done. Not that Peter didn’t know how to handle situations, he very much did but Miguel didn’t need to worry. He was constantly stressed out at headquarters in Nueva York, here he was basically cruising. That was until you appeared in his life. He felt stressed out, much more but it would be fine. It wasn’t the end of the world.

He heard a noise from the streets and his mask rematerialised on him as he walked over to the edge and looked up. There was just some guys in face masks with spray cans in their hands. Miguel decided to look the other way, who was he to interrupt artists.

Miguel later on left, heading to his home in this universe. Thankfully the money wasn’t different in this universe from his so he was able to buy a condo in cash. He threw away the burger wrapper into his trash can in the kitchen. He was truthfully tired and sleepy but as the night progressed and he laid in his bed he couldn’t help thinking back to you. You lying on your mattress that was on the floor, in a makeshift room that was protected by a cheap cardboard material like door, that was inside a store that was essentially all glass. He tried his best to sleep but his anxiety was getting the best of him the more his mind roamed to you, there, alone.

“FUCK!” He got up from bed angrily and changed into casual clothes with his suit underneath. At least he had tried to sleep. He swung and clawed his way back to your store, landing in the back alley of it with the keys in his hands. He knew you gave the keys to Miguel but you didn’t say he couldn’t give them to Spider-Man and he was Miguel so technically he could use them. His awful logic was more than enough for him unlock the back door and go in. He locked the door behind and heard muffled talking. His almost keen senses let him know that there was no danger and as he passed your bedroom door he heard the talking more clearly.

You had left the tv on and it was playing an infomercial on a knife set. Miguel thought to himself that maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to get you a knife at least so you could have some sort of protection outside of him. Miguel was soon next to the clothes and he saw a pile that said clean. Well, if he was going to stay and be security, he had to stay. Miguel walked over to the clothes and dropped down into them. He was extremely tired, his body felt soo heavy he felt his chest tighten. He breathed in the smell of the detergent you used and sighed. He felt like you charged a little, that you needed to charge more but then again realistically in the area your store was in, there was no way that would happen or be profitable for you. Miguel set an alarm on his gizmo, projecting to wake up in 4 hours, hopefully sooner than you do. Then as he laid there on the clothes a thought came to him. Where was your kitchen? What did you eat? Sleep then overtook him.

Miguel woke up, and as he had hoped, before you by a few. The soft murmurs of your tv emitted from the door of your room and Miguel walked by with clothes. He had found a pile of clothes labelled, “clothes to wash regularly” which meant these were clothes that were sent out to be washed with no special treatment. He was googling a lot of things at this point as he learned how to separate clothes depending on colours, water temps, detergents. He put them in the regular machines and then when it was time, he put some in the regular dryer and some he hung up on a regular clothing rack. He went about this for a while until he decided to step out and buy breakfast for himself and for you.

After some time you woke up. Your head was pounding but you felt good considering everything. You got up and started to undress. The tv was still on, playing some cartoon now. You walked around putting the clothes in a corner and began to put on some leggings and an oversized sweater along with sock and some shoes. Today shouldn’t be so bad, you thought to yourself as you made your way to the bathroom.

While this was happening Miguel was actually holding onto a takeout bag with one hand and with the other he was holding onto his bright red neon web was currently on a man’s chest.

“You’re making me late.” He hissed to the man as he pulled in, a sharp flick of his wrist and the man came flying toward and fell onto Miguel’s feet. “I fucking hate being late.” His mask dematerialised off his face slowly and as soon as his mouth was shown, Miguel leaned down and grabbed the man up by the collar of his shirt and proceeded to sing his fangs into his throat. The man let out a horrifying scream but as quick as the scream came out, it subsided and the man went stiff. Miguel’s mask materialised again before it completely showed his face. His claws had torn through the man’s shirt but thankfully not through his skin, it was something Spider-Man slowly had to master as to not rip people’s hearts by accident. He threw the man over his shoulder and walked out the alleyway into the busy streets of New York.

“Spider-Man!” A little boy yelled out excitedly and Miguel rolled his eyes. He wasn’t upset with the little boy, he was upset because he was already running late and a meet and greet was going to slow him down. Thankfully people in this city minded their business so no one really looked up or come up to him, only the little boy did.

“Hey,” Miguel said as he kept walking. Usually on this side of town there were cop cars stationed because NYPD was usually up and about eating.

“What are you doing?” The little boy bounced happily next to Miguel like a sidekick.

“I’m going to leave this man with the police and then I have a breakfast date.” The little boy stopped walking and Miguel quickly stopped to turn and look at the child who was probably no older than 8.

“A date? Spider-Man has a girlfriend?” The child said it as if it were the most scandalous thing that had to be kept secret, his voice was hushed and he looked up at him. Miguel laughed and nodded.

“You can say I’m trying.” They kept walking. “Hey where’s your mom?”

“She went to also get us breakfast, I can’t walk too far away.” Miguel hummed in response, agreeing that maybe he should walk away too far either.

“I’m guessing you have to turn back now.” He said looking down at the little boy. The child smiled shyly and nodded. “Alright, I’ll see you around. What’s your name?”

“Sebastien.”

“See you around Sebastian and remember, listen to your mom.” Sebastien nodded and began to run the other opposite way towards his mother. Miguel eventually found a cop car and threw the guy into the backseat. Usually he did this as he had an okay relationship with the police, most of the people on the force liked him so they didn’t mind him but the force as itself wasn’t exactly excited with a stranger popping up and making them look stupid. A police officer saw him and smiled.

“Hey Spider-Man. Another one?” She nudged towards the direction of the backseat as Miguel shut the door.

“Yeah, he was trying to rob one of the bodegas and well, can’t have that.” She nodded as she walked over to back of the car and peered into the car through the window.

“How do you get them knocked out like that?”

Miguel shrugs.

“Anyways I gotta go,” he proceeded to give her the address of the convince store in case the owner wished to press charges.

You walked out of your room and towards the clothing side of the store. It was usually silent in the mornings but there was a soft humming from a machine coming through the air. Had you left a machine on last night? No, you didn’t. You prayed that no one had broken in last night otherwise you would be extremely upset with Leo for this. He was suppose to at minimum keep you safe at night. You find the machine that was making the noise and see it’s actually washing clothes you were lagging on.

When did you get up and do that?

Clothes are thrown every which way, organised in different colours, fabrics, according to sensitivity. This was nice. You grabbed your phone and hook it up to the tiny speaker on top of one of the bigger machines that were for dry cleaning and started playing music. Music poured out of the speaker, trying it’s best to fill the empty space with its sounds as you walked around grabbing clothes from the dryer and folding it. There wasn’t a moment you didn’t enjoy working here. If you had a crew, you wouldn’t be able to enjoy your mornings before opening correctly. Your mind however kept going back to Spider-Man. He wasn’t exactly bad like you had expected. It was actually super sweet how he had stayed in the hospital with you and it was sweet how he had managed to get you there in the first place, because he really didn’t have to. But you thought back to what the nurse had said to you about how he tried to fight his way in to stay with you and yet he was there but by getting through a window.

Time passed as you began to finish up everything for today. Usually you weren’t hungry in the mornings so breakfast wasn’t something you regularly did but maybe you should. You were alive, you were healthy. Why not?

You heard a door from the back side of the store open. Who could that- oh.

“Hey! Miguel is going to be running a bit late but I decided to come check up on you.” Spider-Man walked in holding a brown bag in his hand, blood stains on his suit were heard to miss as they were on his left shoulder. You looked at him. “I brought you some croissant sandwiches.” Silence. He narrowed his eye lenses at you. “Some people would say, ‘thank you’.”

“Thank you.” He put the bag down on top of one of the smaller machines and began to take out the sandwiches.

“I wasn’t sure if you liked cheese or if you ate pork. So I got you one of everything.”

“Thank you.” You look at him as he began to walk over to you and give you a croissant that was neatly wrapped. You look at it and see a number written on the wrapper. “I actually think this one is for you.” He looks down and sighs.

“Ignore that, here.” He hands it to you unwrapped. “It’s from my favourite place, I hope you like it.” You take a bite and yes, you could see why it was his favourite place.

“Thank you.” You say covering your mouth between bites.

“Is thank you all we say?” He says with a smile in his voice. You look up at his red eye lenses. He looks intimating, his suit was intimidating as well. Did he know that? Wait, Miguel’s eyes yesterday. They were red. Like the colour part of the eyes, they were red. And now here you were feeling small under another man’s red eyes.

“Are your eyes red too?” You managed to say between bites and swallows. Miguel’s lenses narrow ever so slightly.

“No, why?” Shit, he had forgotten to put on brown eye contacts yesterday.

“Just wondering.” You finish your sandwich and crumple up the wrapper in your hands, Spider-Man takes it from your hands and looks around the small space for a trash bin. Your phone then begins to play an embarrassing song so you quickly grab your phone and hit pause. Spider-Man seems unfazed as he throws the trash away.

“A dangerous thing for a little girl to be wondering.” He says absentmindedly. He could stay with her through the day as Spider-Man and help out. If someone else needed him, he would just be told by his gizmo on his wrist.

The day dragged on slowly, he would rather be out in the streets than to be dealing with the awkward silence in the store. People would come in, see Spider-Man and began to talk to him all while ignoring (Y/N) as she would charge them out and bring them their stuff. She didn’t mind it, it was a nice change for her as she didn’t really like forcing polite conversation with everyone that entered her store but she was a bit hurt. Everyone seemed to be so happy to see him and not her. It stung a bit but it wasn’t that horrible. She actually preferred Miguel now, at least they spoke. With Spider-Man it was awkward. Why was he here?

“Uh, so where’s Miguel?” You asked innocently as the day slowed down towards the evening. People had told other that Spider-Man was at the dry cleaners which was good for business because people came in for a picture with him and to drop off clothes. But while that meant more money for you, it also meant that tonight was going to be busy for you.

Miguel felt his heart skip a beat as he sat on a stool next to you as you stood at the counter, he was currently trying to hide and people peeked in from the windows to see if they could catch a glimpse at Spider-Man. He looked up at you, watching how unbothered you were as you sprayed down the counter and then cleaned it with a rag.

“He had some last minute things to do so I came to relieve him.”

You hun in response. You put the rag under the counter and turn to look at Spider-Man, he looked so comical on the tiny stool. Usually he towered over you but this was nice for a change. You put your hands on your hips and smiled down at him. Miguel felt like a child under your gaze.

“I like Miguel more than you.” You were testing the waters, wanting to see how he would react to this. He just looked up at you, unfazed it seemed. But under the mask Miguel felt like smiling.

“Yeah?” He says softly as he reached out his arms and circles them around the back of your knees. The sudden movement takes you by surprise as you buck forward as he pulled in close, your hands immediately go out and they land on his muscular shoulders as you hold yourself up. You look down at the man holding you like a child. You feel the sudden urge to place your hand on the side of his face. But he was faceless.

“Yes.” A whisper leaves you. He sighs.

“Why is that?” A gloved hand brushed the back of your right knee, you can feel his claws lightly caress you.

“He doesn’t speak much.” Your heart starts to beat faster as he presses the side of his face against your thighs.

“I can be silent too,” he murmurs into your thighs. “But I don’t think you would like that.” His hot breath brushes on your skin through the thin material.

“Okay well,” you pull his hands off you from behind and pull away. “I just wish Miguel had told me something.”

“Yeah, he’s not great at communicating at times.” He lets you go reluctantly. Was that too much? What Miguel didn’t know was that you were getting aroused. Well, he did know but he rather act oblivious to it.

You go past the counter, past him and his stool and begin to lock the doors. It was a bit early to be closing but you already had a heavy workload tonight and no one else was going to be coming in soon to pick up so why not? You were starting to close the curtains when two man in black baklavas knocked on your closed door. Spider-Man peeked go from the counter and saw how you unlocked the door, he sensed no anxiety from you.

“Sorry, I’m closed for the day.” You saw as they come in.

“We’re here for the rest of the week’s payment.” The taller man from last time says. You frown.

“How much?” You begin to make your way to the back of the counter, they are right at your heel. Spider-Man stands up.

“Oh, so it was true.” The shorter man says, excitement in his voice as he stands there looking at Spider-Man.

“Yeah and I don’t appreciate people coming in after hours and trying to shake down my boss for money.” Miguel’s voice is low with a hint of anger. His boss? (Y/N) feels confused. Who’s his boss?

“Look, we like what you do for the community but this isn’t your neighbourhood.” The taller one says, despite him being taller he looks tiny compared to Spider-Man. Miguel narrows his eyes. You put a hand on his chest and he looks down at you, your eyes filled with worry. You shake your head. There was a conversation going on between the two of you with your eyes, well eyes and lenses. You pull your hand away and go over to the makeup bag under the counter where you were storing the cash for today.

“How much again?” You say as you crouch down counting the money. What was going on? You had Spider-Man here! Might as well use him but you couldn’t as much as you wanted.

“400. Plus 200 as a tip.” The taller man says harshly. Miguel stands there, it’s like he might as well not be there. You count the money and get up.

“I only have 300.” You walk towards them to hand them the money but Spider-Man holds you back by the waist, his arm firm.

“No, you guys can go home. Like I said, my boss isn’t here to be shaken down. You guys did not provide her protection at all. She almost was shot at in the head and ended up in the hospital. Why should she pay when she got hurt?” Miguel was furious. He walked out in front of you and his claws seemed to have extended as he locked his eyes onto the two men. The man who had been talking more angrily walked up to Miguel as if to face off.

“That’s not our problem, she’s safe at night right? That’s all that matters.” Miguel scoffed as the guy said this.

“You have got to be fucking stupid.” He growled and immediately put his hands on the guy’s chest and picked him up by his jacket and shirt and threw him towards the side of the store. The man was shocked and out of breath as his back forcefully hit the brick wall. He crumpled down and laid there for a bit, trying to catch his breath. Miguel looked at the other shorter guy who held his hands up as if to say, “I’m not here.” “You go tell your boss that mine has protection already and if you want to come down here, it better be with clothes that need cleaning, now get out.” Your heart was pounding in your ears, your eyes traced Spider-Man’s large back and his broad shoulders. He didn’t even know just how hot he was right now. He called you his boss!

The man on the floor got up, coughing and groaning in pain. The shorter man ran to him and helped him up.

“Got it, love what you do Spidey!” The man says happily as he drags his injured partner out of the store with Miguel following behind them. He stopped at the doorway of the store and has to breathe to calm himself down. The doors and then locked up again and curtains are drawn for the night after some time.

Neither of you spoke.

You had put the money back into the makeup bag and began to sift through the clothes, making note of which was here for what and what they needed and so on. Miguel helped you as well, only the occasional here and thanks were exchanged between the two of you as you worked through the night.

You stole glances at him every so often. He seemed busy in thought as he loaded clothes into machines after you finished with them. It was so comforting in a way to have him here but you were keeping him from protecting the city. You didn’t want to be selfish so you finally broke the silence after a few hours.

“Any nightly patrols?”

“The police have got it.” He grunts in response. You nod and hang up clothes.

“But don’t you need to-“

“(Y/N), it’s fine.” Miguel wishes he could take off his mask.

“But you-“

“It’s fine, (Y/N).” He exasperates. “New York took well care of itself before I did.” You nod once again. You understood his unspoken words. Silence continues between the two of you outside of the sound of the machines and the occasional here and thanks. After some time you decide to call it a night.

“I’m going to go to sleep now.” Miguel nods. “Will Miguel-?”

“Yeah,” he says quickly and walks out the back of the store and you hear the locks turn, indicating he had locked you in.

“Okay.” You say to no one in particular. What an uncomfortable moment with him. You make your way to your room but before turning the light off from your work station. As you laid in bed with the soft buzzing of the tv you hoped you would see Miguel.

“If you ever come near (Y/N), I’ll rip your throat out.”

“I don’t think Spider-Man is suppose to talk to civilians that way.” A rather large man says to Miguel from behind a desk. Miguel had stalked around around your neighbourhood and found the shorter man that had been in your store previously and in exchange of protection from his technically former boss, he would take Miguel to him. But Miguel needed someone on the inside of it so he found himself with this man alone in an office.

How classy that this guy would have a building, it was actually really corny Miguel thought to himself.

“And how would you know?” Spider-Man’s eye lenses narrowed. Leo, the larger man, stared back at him and laughed.

“You’re too hippy to actually do anything. The shit you’re spitting out at me isn’t something I take lightly.” Leo stood up from his chair and put his hands on the desk. “You are not there right now with her, neither is your friend that was there yesterday. Your tone better start changing.” Miguel didn’t need to be there to wring this guy’s neck.

“Are you threatening me now too?” He murmurs.

“Didn’t you come in here first to threaten me?” Leo smiles and looks down at his desk, moving a few papers away. “Her business is my business, I own the building. She stays there because I allow it. Keep sniffing around and I’ll throw her into the streets. I doubt an unpaid vigilante even has money.” He sneered. While he could have been right had Miguel been any other usual Spider-Man variant, specifically Peter Parker, this just wasn’t the truth when it came to him.

“I see,” Miguel crossed his arms over his chest and let out a chuckle. “Well, again, don’t come near her ever again and don’t send your people out to shake her down. She doesn’t need your protection anymore so your services are not needed.”

“Oh and she’s under your protection now?” Miguel didn’t say anything. Leo rolled his eyes. “You might think your imitation tactics work but that works only on the low kind of criminals you usually go after, I work in politics, with companies. This is a different league that you’re trying to web yourself in and you’re going to end up finding that you’ll be the one with his head ripped off.” Miguel growled and without a single thought, immediately lunged at the crime boss, not a care in the world, seeing pure red as angry shook his very core. It was a very immature and undisciplined action from him, something he hadn’t done in so long because since he didn’t possess the Spidey-Senses his fellow Spider-Men did, he had taught himself to be more perceiving about things. Had he not acted out before taking careful note of Leo’s body language, he would have seen the rather sharp dagger that Leo was quietly nursing to his leg had come out and was now within the outer corner of his eyes. What a stupid mistake he had made.

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