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sixosix · 1 year

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indebted | mikage reo

( ? ) reo spends money on someone who refuses to be indebted to anyone, FLUFF I SWEAR

( A/N ) why are my bllk fics literally about meeting again i think i have some strange obsession with this trope. ANW THIS FIC IS SOOO CLICHE but i think reo is cheesy like that

the sky is a pretty shade of blue, birds are chirping sweet songs from where they’re perched on branches, and cherry blossom leaves are floating along the wind; some are even pooling around his feet. love is in the air, one could say. pluck out every element you could see in a high school-inspired love song music video, and you’ll get precisely what reo is experiencing.

but none of those are what reo is looking at right now.

no, not when you’re standing before him, and his pulse is unsteady.

“i like you,” you say. “i want to go out with you.”

reo’s eyes go round, spluttering syllables that are strung together hastily. he settles with a: “w-whuuu…”

the small group of students who decided to tag along with reo all gasped and ooh?. reo doesn’t know why he’s the one feeling mortified, heat crawling up across his cheeks.

you’re staring at him with a fierce expression, refusing to back down and shy away despite the crowd. it’s like you don’t care what they think or say so long as you get your words across. he honestly respects it.

reo scratches the back of his neck, guilty for some unfamiliar reason. he’s gently rejected countless others before, so he’s unsure why he’s so reluctant this time. maybe it’s because you’re looking at him like you know what you want, and it’s making him feel flustered in a way he hasn’t felt before.

“don’t just stand there, reo!” someone butts in, as if it’s his business. as if he’s confessing or being confessed to.

you and reo turn to glare venom at the guy, who shrinks under both your gazes.

reo’s gaze finds yours once again, trying for a comforting smile.

“i’m sorry. i can’t accept your confession,” he murmurs and winces at the feigned cries of the people around him. his heart pangs painfully in his chest when he sees your crestfallen expression. “i really am sorry!” and he is. “i bet you’re nice—“

you hold up a hand, a universal sign to shut the hell up, you’re making it worse, idiot. “it’s fine. you don’t have to say anything else aside from a ‘no’, reo-san.” the smile you give him is pretty painful. or is it painfully pretty? “thank you for your time.”

reo blinks when you swivel around. he feels incredibly horrible, to be frank.

reo watches you leave until you’re out of sight, only snapping out of it when nagi shoulders him to tune back into the laughter of his classmates, teasing him relentlessly about the confession.

“man, are you always this nice to your fans?” one of them snickers. “you’re sick for leading the l/n y/n on.”

reo frowns. “i’m not leading them on, i’m just trying not to be an ass to people who admire me, unlike some people.”

“oooh…”

reo sighs, leaning against nagi’s terrifyingly solid figure. “y/n, huh?” he mumbles.

the hallways are unusually empty today. reo is usually swarmed by students from his class or even others, especially during the hour of lunch break.

there seems to be an influx of students crowding downstairs, though, judging by the faint cheers he can hear all the way from the fourth floor.

someone passes him, brushing his forearm, and reo almost ignores it.

“oh, hi, reo-san!” the voice says, and it snaps him right out of his wondering.

reo blinks, doing a double take. “ah, y/n.”

you skid to a halt, facing him over your shoulder with a pleasantly surprised expression. “you know my name already?”

reo feels caught, somehow. he doesn’t know what to say, so he nods and smoothly switches subjects. “where are you runnin’ off to?”

you don’t move from where you’ve stopped, and reo feels the need to catch up, so he jogs like an obedient dog. the nearly terrifying grin you shoot him does little to cover your amusement. “you’ve been spacing out during class, top of the class? there’s a parade going on right now for the school festival, i’m heading down to watch.”

oh. so that’s where everyone went.

in reo’s defense, he went to the bathroom minutes before break—most likely when the teacher announced anything regarding a parade. and nagi is nowhere to be seen to inform him about it. knowing nagi, he’s hiding away on some random floor’s stairs to play games on his phones quietly.

reo nudges you with an elbow and realizes halfway through that he never asked if you’re even okay with him doing that. he clears his throat, “let me come with you, then.”

“c’mon, pretty boy.” you pick up the pace, and he could’ve tripped on air hearing that. “don’t make me miss out on the fun waiting for a snail like you.”

reo makes a show of scoffing, but he can’t hide the smile in his voice.

you both make your way downstairs, chatting idly all the while. it’s small talk—mindless, almost, but reo finds himself relaxing quickly in your presence like he didn’t just meet you yesterday. like you didn’t just ask him out, and he rejected you yesterday.

“ahh, the stalls are up already?” you frown, scanning the area and onto the line of students swarming the field. “i thought they wouldn’t be serving anything this early.”

“if it’s what you’re worried about, it’ll be my treat,” reo finds himself offering without thinking.

“will it, now?”

minutes later, you two find yourselves walking out of the line of stalls with bags of snacks and street foods (even trinkets you weren’t planning to buy but reo wanted you to have). it was all a blur. reo didn’t know he could start from roaming the hallways to having a nearly empty wallet with you by his side.

blinking incredulously at the heap of bags slung over your forearms, you say, “i’ll pay next time.”

reo shrugs, pleased with himself but trying so hard not to show it. “it’s fine.”

“what? no, it’s not fine. i’ll pay you back,” you say, stern. there is no room for dispute.

“it’s really no big deal…” and it’s not. he gets enough money to fill up his wallet easily once more. upon seeing your glare, he concedes. “fine, do what you want.”

your bright smile at that response makes him realize something about you.

reo is ashamed to say it, but ever since yesterday, he’s been noticing you more and more often.

it’s embarrassing to admit that he hasn’t paid attention before, but it’s even more embarrassing to realize that he keeps finding you everywhere—it’s almost incredulous to think that he has never met you earlier.

what’s worse is that reo is excited when he does catch sight of you.

images of your moment with him come to him in a flash, and he almost fucks it all up by approaching you out of nowhere—he could, but he doesn’t know what you still think of him after that. he, for one, would feel as if he’s being pitied when the person he confessed his feelings to starts coming up to him without any good reason.

that’s the thing: reo can’t think of a good reason.

“stop overthinking,” is all nagi says to reo’s mindless rambling of his current crisis (read: above). “you shouldn’t look too deep into it, idiot. if y/n can confess to you just because, then y/n can tell you to screw off if you make things weird.”

that is surprisingly a piece of very reasonable and thought-provoking advice.

“okay,” reo says. it makes sense.

he doesn’t have to do anything, though, because nagi looks up from his phone, sees something, and tells him reo can just text him what happens because he’s heading straight home.

“what? what? where are you going, nagi?”

“reo-san—” reo jumps in surprise, “—sorry, did i scare you? haha, that was cute!” he turns and sees you grinning up at him, impudent like you hear precisely what is going in his head.

“y/n,” he says, horrified to feel sudden warmth crawling up his cheeks. how do you keep doing that? “when did you…”

“are you free? i still have to pay you back, don’t i?”

he wants to say that if you feel like you owe something, you don’t, and reo doesn’t care about the money he spent on you, seeing how much fun you had yesterday. yet the excitement evident in your voice kills off the rebuttal on the tip of his tongue.

reo finds himself laughing, mostly out of disbelief. “alright.”

you beam, his expression softens, and the sunset is beautiful this afternoon.

“come on, i know this really good place,” you tell him, reaching for his hand like it’s natural. reo’s eye catches on the charm dangling on your bag. his heart does something weird when he realizes it’s what he picked out for you. “you mentioned you like ichibo steak yesterday, right? you’re in luck.”

reo should really get checked up. he’s been feeling incredibly warm lately.

you two decide to ride a taxi. reo texts nagi that he is out on a platonic—emphasized platonic, in bold, italic, and even underlined—date with you, as friends, and all because you felt guilty. the sticker nagi sends in return says he does not care.

along the way, you two fall into easy conversation once again. reo feels so relaxed that he doesn’t realize until later how wide his grin is. and when he does, it’s when he starts to notice everything else, too.

“it’s weird! i just passed them, and they gave me weird looks. i wanted to square up and ask, what? you wanna fight? i would beat them, no doubt,” you say, huffing. reo chuckles a little. at the sound, you pout. “what’re you laughing at? you don’t believe me?”

“of course i believe you.”

you grin. “that’s right.”

the car stops, and you pay for the ride before reo could even blink and lead him outside. your enthusiasm is endearing, reo has to admit. it feels like you actually like him and like being with him.

the gentle hold you have on him, the way your fingers are absentmindedly rubbing circles on his skin, the way his brain is melting out of his ears—when did he get so soft like this? it’s insane.

it probably means he is happy to have you as a friend, right?

in a seat for four people, reo pointedly decides to sit next to you because sitting across would make it look weird—it will feel like an actual date, and reo is not sure how he can handle the thought of that.

you don’t question it, and reo feels embarrassed to think you probably think he’s so strange that you don’t blink at it. instead, you tug him closer by the sleeve, pointing at his favorite food with sparkling eyes. it’s adorable. you’re so damn excited that it’s rubbing off on him.

reo’s mouth again runs off before his brain can catch up. “are you alright with us hanging out like this? after…”

you understand immediately. reo can’t quite see your expression properly because you’re leaning down to study the menu; however, your answer seems unfazed: “i don’t mind. i like you, don’t i? you already knew that, so that’s a silly question.”

you turn to him, smiling. “of course i’d like being with you, too.”

“ah.” reo’s face is on fire. “so… why did you even like me?”

“hm.” you make a motion of rubbing your index finger and thumb together. “money.”

reo eyes you with a scrunched nose, speechless.

you laugh brightly. ��kidding! kidding! kind of.” reo nudges your knee with his as a warning. “okay, okay. i thought you’re cute, alright?”

“really?”

“really.”

it’s almost enough to make him forget how your face fell when he rejected you. almost.

is it normal to think about that so much?

(no. the answer is no, obviously. but reo doesn’t want to think about the reason why it’s a no.)

reo slouches against the seat, his arm brushing against your side. “oh.”

“that was so good,” reo groans. he burps inelegantly afterward, laughing along with you. “fuck, you were right. i’m coming back here again.”

you snort, waving your fork around. “i told you! i’m never wrong, don’t doubt me about anything ever again.” there’s sauce on the side of your mouth; reo brushes it off with his thumb without thinking, as if in a trance.

you pause, going still. you’re staring at him wide-eyed, flustered, and reo finds himself thinking that he likes that look on you.

he snaps out of it the second after, blushing profusely. “sorry, i don’t—” to save himself from explaining, he calls for the waiter for the bill instead. real smooth, reo. did it like a real rich kid.

“hey, wait, why are you paying?” you ask, frowning.

“you already paid for the ride earlier, remember? you don’t owe me anything right now, so let me pay.”

“reo—”

the waiter comes, reo scans the receipt quickly, and slips money in. he also tells them to keep the change, to which the waiter starts bowing and thanking him for, which probably means he paid them more than he’s supposed to.

you slump, bottom lip jutted out. “now i’m indebted to you again.”

reo grins. “i know.”

you become something else to him entirely. more than friends, though not quite lovers. tip-toeing lines, ready to risk it all, but never crossing over.

reo laments this to nagi, who he realizes suddenly becomes an expert.

“for someone who didn’t hesitate to reject y/n, you’re quick to regret it every day,” nagi remarks. “don’t be stupid, reo. the answer is right there— oh, i lost.” nagi is sad now, not that reo can see it because he’s having a crisis.

by the time reo realizes that what he feels for you is more than a simple crush, it’s far too late. he’s on the bus, your last message with him is a goodbye, and his life is flipped upside down.

TIMESKIP

reo sits alone on a bench in the middle of a public park, holding a popsicle and checking his watch occasionally. his knee bounces, impatient, but his last text will stay as: i’ll wait for you no matter how long.

he sighs, his head slowly tilting up to face the sky.

it’s as beautiful as he remembers it—the day he regrets more than anything. all that’s left is for birds to chirp and leaves to dance around his feet.

he had to reject his friends’ offer to go out, as it’s not often blue lock members are given off days. however, it’s a small price to pay if he gets to see you again.

“i’m here!”

reo nearly jolts in surprise, his whole body instinctively preening at the familiar melody of your voice. he turns, and his heart bursts.

it’s been so long. too long. yet every detail about you is still the same as he daydreams about when it gets a little too lonely: from your smile to the way you’re looking at him with overwhelming fondness. there’s no mistaking it—the happiness tickling his chest says more than words could.

he is so fucking in love.

you stand there, a little nervous and hesitant like you’re ready to run with one wrong move.

so reo won’t fuck this up. not anymore or ever.

“y/n,” he breathes, tugging you by the arm to pull you closer. “i missed you.”

“i missed you, too,” you say, melting in his grasp. “i didn’t think you’d— i didn’t expect you to still want to see me after high school.”

“don’t be stupid,” he chides, gently flicking your forehead. “of course i’d want to see you.” your gaze shifts to the plastic he’s holding in his other hand, and he almost smacks his face for forgetting. “right, here. i bought you ice cream because it’s a bit hot today. thought you’d like it.”

“so thoughtful,” you coo, poking his cheek before gratefully taking the popsicle from him.

he pats the vacant spot next to him. it took all his willpower and rationality to not gesture his lap.

“um,” you fidget, tongue darting out quickly to lick on the icy treat. reo is not getting distracted, he’s not. “what was the question you said you wanted to ask? that text almost made me want to chuck my phone across the room, you know? we haven’t talked for months, and that’s the first thing you send me.”

“sorry,” reo can’t help but chuckle, scratching the back of his neck. “i just want to do this before i regret anything again.”

“you have regrets with me?” you frown, hurt.

reo nods, and fuck it, reaches out to cup your chin. there’s a smidge of melted ice cream; he swipes it away with a thumb. “the day we met,” he says distractedly.

there’s a moment where you can only look at him incredulously, a little offended. but understanding dawns on your face soon after. “that was the day i confessed.”

he nods, proud. “you’re still indebted to me, aren’t you?”

“yes? you made sure you were the last one to pay for anything when you won me that plushie at the arcade a week before you left,” you recall fondly.

“alright, then.” reo takes your free hand to pull you closer to him, stunning you to silence. the popsicle starts melting at the sides—it could be from the heat or from how intense reo is staring at you. “pay me back by going out with me. as your boyfriend.”

THIS IS SO RUSHED I KNOWWW but take it and appreciate it please i dont even kno where the reo brainworms came from

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meryldian · 11 months

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★ Growing up with Tokio Hotel (Devilish) ★

AN: It is no secret that I adore the childhood friends trope with all of my soul. This is very self indulgent and I have zero shame about it.

!! Some if not most hcs are based off events from Bill Kaulitz’s book “Career Suicide” !!

Part 2

Warning! Underage drinking and Smoking, small mention of bullying, some sexual themes briefly addressed. Friendly reminder it’s Tokio Hotel we’re talking about

How did you end up in Magdeburg or Loitsche is up to you, but there is no denial in saying that you were at the right place, at the right time when you met a little boy with spiky black and red hair at your new school playground

Little Bill Kaulitz thought you were cool from the second he saw you. There weren’t many people in the school that he had an interest on or that even payed any positive attention to him. With you it was different. You looked kind and unique!

Quickly he introduced you to his brother Tom, him being a kid with a bit of an inflated ego it would take him some more time to warm up to you.

In the meantime, you and Bill became inseparable. You were basically glued to each other’s hip. His mom would drop him off at your place every Saturday for you guys to play with your Polly Pockets, Power Rangers, dressing up in some ridiculous outfits that were the highest of fashion for your little selves.

Bill’s mom genuinely loved how her son was not scared to be himself around you. She would often ask how you were doing and when you would come over next.

You started to grow on Tom thanks to his mom’s faith in you. If his beloved mom trusted you then so could he.

Tom was getting into skating at the time, he would offer you to learn with him or watch him do tricks.

He loved the attention.

He probably tried to charm you up but gave it up when he saw of how much worth you were. You guys did not bring it up again, only in interviews later on when you wanted to dirt on Tom.

Unfortunately you wouldn’t always be shielded from the chaos in their childhood. One way or another you would probably end up trashing a train or smoking blunts behind the school bushes very early on.

It wasn’t uncommon for you to show up to class totally high.

On the evening you guys would grab your bikes, or you would ride with one of them, and head down by a lake to smoke, chat and unwind. Throwing rocks in and seing how many times it bounced.

With time the twins found their one true love, music. They dreamed big, long gone were the school talent shows and weddings. They wanted to reach the world.

For that, their little singer, guitarist duo with a keyboard that played bass and drums wouldn’t work.

One morning right before class the boys came up to you, literally sprinting and blabbering at the same time. You only understood “band, you, join, casting”

From that moment on you were doomed.

If you didn’t play an instrument already the twins’s step-dad would happily accept you into his music school for free.

Through his acquaintances you guys found a drummer. He was immature for his age according to Tom. He wore glasses and a little shirt with a cow skiing.

When the day of the “casting” as the twins called it came, Gustav played some Phill Collins and solos for you guys. Clearly it wasn’t a real casting and you were fully aware that this boy was your best bet at getting a drummer for your newly formed band. Yet, the boys took it very seriously.

Tom replied “alright good you have the job” and rolled with it.

What were the odds that at the same music school Gustav attended there was an aspiring bassist.

Again, it was your best bet so you took Georg in.

If your first language was english it could’ve gone two ways when the twins came up with the name “devilish”. You either loved it and thought it was sick or you cringed yet had to tag along with it for the boys.

Now you guys had the time of your lives with the band.

Weekdays after school would be spent entirely at the garage jamming out and drinking. You all sucked at the beginning, barely mastering your instruments but your charm stood out.

Georg and you became friends right away. His energy jumped right at you and you both became such a comedic duo.

He started the fire and you just added fuel to it.

You loved to prank your friends so much.

And innuendos. So many innuendos.

Once Tom joins into your madness, it’s over for everyone else.

It wasn’t rare for you three to come back home all messed up and pass out on Tom’s couch.

Gustav baking and making little snackies for the band while you rehearse !!

Well, you drank and lazied around more than rehearsing per say.

Tom, Georg, Gustav and you playing video games all coddled up on a couch together.

Thank god Bill is there to kick your asses so you actually play music.

Tom and You developed a habit of playing back to back. You thought it looked cool.

Gustav is the glue that keeps you all together, and away from major trouble. Half he time at least.

Quickly enough you gained a little fanbase in town.

At school you might’ve been the outcasts still, but the older and “cooler” kids took you in happily.

Not much changed, it was the same old story of drinking, smoking, trashing shit down but now with the slight change that everyone around you was discovering their sexuality.

You walk in and Georg’s wanking in the corner? Throw a blanket over him and continue with whatever you were doing.

Being around four young boys and their friends surely set you up to become just as shameless as them.

You guys got very familiar with one another and could not care less about changing in the same room or sleeping in the same bed.

You guys were starting to become a set of quintuplets.

You were probably one of the first if not the first person that Bill ever talked to about questionning his orientation and the little romance he had with his old friend.

If you happen to be a part of the community as well, Bill was your confidant as well. It was you guys’s little secret before coming out of the closet.

Needless to say, when Bill got the confirmation that he would be attending “Starsearch” he jumped right into your arms. You were one of his biggest supporters and he wanted you to be there for him.

Bill might’ve not won the competition, but it opened a door for your little band.

#bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel x reader #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz #georg listing x reader #gustav schafer x reader

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xcrust · 6 months

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Not very punk?

A little drabble I wrote while procrastinating doing work for school. Its not super detailed and I accidentally made Sal a little more stoic than intended.

Gender neutral reader X Sal Fisher

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The first time that you met Sal was definitely not the greatest look for you. In fact to this day you sometimes get small bursts of cringe attacks thinking about it. Of course you believed that you can only make a moment embarrassing if you make it. But considering how much you hold him so dear to your heart today. Maybe meeting him and remembering all that embarrassment shows how impactful it was to have met him.

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"You know for a guy that has blue hair, you're not really that punk"

Every few days you head towards the Addison apartment to visit the resident stoner of the small town of nockfell. You like to claim that you were not someone that frequently gets high. though wouldn't that be a little bit of a fib to the guy that's standing a few feet away.

"Im Sal, my dad and I actually just moved upstairs."

Another person that is going to be a subject to the freakshow of this building. Don't get that thought wrong though, you lived down the road with your parents. Like everywhere else on the planet there are always characters of people you see everyday but something about this complex just has such loud personalities whether it's intended or not. You would've been living amongst the apartment if it weren't for their parents having extremely weird auras of the place. Though it would be hypocritical to trash on it since you're spending half your time there.

“Man, that's a really cool mask! Ignore them. They're actually crazy” Larry got up from his bed to head towards the new guy.

“Larry literally shut your face before I kick you. I can also bet that the mask is a prosthetic.” So actually you are the only one that is high right now. Usually it's you both that get high all the time but as of the past few days Larry has been so freaked out that getting high would just bring one that's super freaked out. So here you were, in a ball.

“They’re actually right about that one” sal speaks out adjusting the straps around his head. For a little guy he does have quite a deep voice.

“See that is really badass!” If anyone saw you or to be more specific if any of your parents saw you then it would be so embarrassing and maybe the usual nerve being around a new person has been washed away.

“They seem cool…you know that's a lot of big talk for someone that can barely keep their head up” the new guy speaks again. Mainly pointed to Larry because the target of that comment was already out like a light.

“Trust they're honestly very chill. I just don't think that they're even on the same planet as us” the host of the room started while heading towards his speakers. “What's your place in music? Let me show this band that i'm loving right now”

“You sure that they won't wake up?” Sal asked while approaching the speakers as well. He had no idea but seeing the small bursts of spunk that you maintained while conscious was very alluring. That's not even mentioning the way that they knew what the prosthetic was.

“I have no idea but their loss, with my mom gone it's my rules in my room”

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"Oh my gosh sally stop bringing that up" You're covering your face. It's in the middle of the day at school. Actually you and Sal were in the middle of bio class. Having been checked out of the lesson for such a long time now. "i promise i've never been that high before in my life and never will be again"

The thing about the first time you met him you were beyond greened out. Actually when you thought he left to search for whatever it was at the time you ran to the bathroom to throw up. Spoiler alert! He was still in the room.

"Im sorry im just trying to make punkness be stronger" He responds holding his heart. The sass of this kid is going to put you in a coma.

In all honesty you didn't know how you got so close to the over dramatic boy in front of you. Larry and Sal got closer before you both started hanging out one on one. Half of the first few months of meeting him the only times that you both interacted was in Larry’s basement. It's not like you avoided him but it's not like you didnt after embarrassing yourself so badly.

“You two in the back! Stop talking and pay attention”

“Sally, count your days because the minute we are out of this classroom I'm putting you six feet under” You giggled out trying to be quiet. The teacher really only made it all more funny. Beside you sal was holding his mouth scrunched over in the textbook. You reflected looking at him, being in his presence really boosted all good emotions. The connection that you both got from each other has been such a 180 change. Not saying life was terrible before him but a large spark was given to you being together.

“Ok (Y/N) five second head start and you're dead”

You leaned back with the biggest smirk on your face. A minute from the bell and you're already stuffing all your things into your bag. Counting yourself lucky that the door is right beside you in the back of the class.

*RiNG * *RING* *RING*

Before the second ring you're already halfway down the hall. Literally no agility was in your body unless it meant that you can beat any of your closest friends. Take the time you were hanging out with Ash. Putting a bet on whoever got to your house first would mean that the one that got there gets to ride your new motorcycle. The school isn't far and you did win but you could have been mistaken for an asthmatic by the time you got to your house.

Running into Larry by the lockers you hid around him to make the escape.

“Who are you getting away from no-” a flash of blue hair came zooming towards you both. If it weren't for the tall resident of the addison basement you wouldn't have gotten away. Pushing Larry to Sal before making it to the courtyards. You'd have to apologize to him when you win. For now it's all for one out here.

The courtyard was very quiet. It being lunch didn't change the fact that no one was coming here. Though you wouldn't expect that much of a difference with the teachers lounge nearby. Luckily since no one comes here maybe it was time to text him your success. Pulling out your phone to say he didn't catch you within the first few minutes of the bell.

A second later you're being put into a chokehold.

“I win”

Sally stands behind you still interlocked. Damn that was kinda- No. Nope that's so wack. Crazy thoughts are reserved for crazy people. Inseconds though you lose your balance and completely fall on the ground. Him landing on top of you

“Woah sal take me on a date first” you said groaning in a choked out laugh. Eyes still not opened from the impact.

“Wait! Don't open your eyes just yet” he sounded panicked so you followed going back to being relaxed laying down. The sound of buckles and straps being pulled explained the panic. It's been almost a two years since he moved in and to this day it has still been a touchier topic. It's no rush at all to see him though. Sometimes you long for moments to look at his face for long periods of time. Of course at sleepover you would maybe get a small glimpse in the middle of the night but light or lack thereof were basically the cockblock of the century. That being said, if he's not ready then no way in hell would you ask.

“Sorry, I'm good now,” he spoke out. You opened your eyes to see he moved himself a few feet away.

“Sal, you have no reason to apologize! did you do anything wrong? i dont think so” you reaffirm

He sighs but looks at you with the same look that only you've been bestowed. Both teenagers sit in silence for a bit. You had shifted to sit closer to him to look up at the sky.

“You know I care about you a lot… you've made this place so much more fun. Feel free to always feel comfortable around me and i'll bother you the same amount.” Talking to Sally like this comes from pure truth. You love him a lot. It could just be platonic or you're just telling yourself that.

Getting up you grab his hand and start pulling him to the cafeteria. instead of letting go he interlocked your hands a bit tighter than the average person. Though it gave you a bit of happiness. He might not be the best with words sometimes but you appreciated that hand squeeze.

“Come on! We need to make sure Todd isn't boring everyone to death.”

After yet another ghost hunting sesions around the town it was pretty fair to say that the group was entirely pooped. So this brings us to the garage band party? More like a treehouse makeshift acoustic party. The tree was way too far from any extension cord to work so now we work with what we got. It is crazy to think that you've all been fending and mystery solving for nearly four years. In that time it was almost a joke to be called the mystery gang with a bit more emo flavor. During those four years, the relationship between you and Sal seemed to only grow more tense by the second. That's not in a bad way though.

“Hey , Sal and I are going to be getting some munch!” Larry says half way down the tree already.

“YOOO WAIT, get some barbeque chips! You literally have to or else you're making the children starve!” Ash exclaimed, putting away the guitar.

Sal starts getting up from right beside you. The treehouse was not huge so most of us were sharing seats. You both were rocking in the bean bag. Somehow you both made it work even if it was definitely made for toddlers only. The position that was there was incredibly comfortable until Larry was continuously shouting from the ground.

“I'll see you in a bit” sal says before pushing your head slightly. Looking over to him while he walked out practically put you in a trance.

Glancing over to Todd and Ash at the other corner of the room you can see them practically frothing at the mouth. The second Sal got out of sight they both pounced onto you.

“Y/n, you're actually killing us over here” todd reclaimed. “Its been the longest fucking four years of my life watching you both eye fuck eachother.”

Wow, that is the most out of character thing that you've heard him say ever in your life. But like it was such a call out on your name.

“Dude that is so out of pocket” you're grinning while speaking out. “You need to stop hanging around Larry he's ruining your good guy persona”

“Stop it! You're trying to deflect that conversation! You and Sally are actually making us all lose our minds! When are you guys going to get together? ” Ash says. Looking at this intervention with Ash and Todd was almost comical to look at. Both of them really are not fighting the girl and gay best friend stereotype.

“In my defense, I'd like to know if you ever cornered Sal like you are with me!” In front of them you look like you're taking this as a joke but on the inside you've been shitting yourself trying to think of a way out of this. In actuality you've had such a massive crush on him for so long.

“Unlike popular belief we have eyes, so of course we've cornered him.” Todd rebutted.

“Well damn, Uhh im not sure if there is anything that I can say… say what did he say about me?” In response to that, Todd and Ash really deadpanned so hard it almost stabbed you.

“Depending on the information you tell us then we can decide what we can tell you” He continued.

“You guys suck– so maybe I like him an extremely small itty bitty bit but that really doesn't matter if he doesn't like me back” If they both couldn't deadpan anymore somehow they managed to do it in this instance.

Just a moment goes by and you hear shuffling at the bottom of the tree. A hushed voice started exclaiming.

“Sal! You just stepped on my foot you whore”

So this was a set up? You had no idea that Your friends were suicidal. Turning around you see the romance twins looking really nervous. In a flash all hell broke loose.

“Move! LARRY get out OF THE WAY!” Ash yelled while sprinting to the door of the treehouse.

Cut to you with a bag of ice on your ankle. Sitting in your room with Sally holding your ankle to make sure nothing falls off. Long story short while you were trying to hunt the three devils, you fell down a few of the steps in the ladder.

“So I heard you like me and itty bitty bit? Didn't know you were talking like a 5 year old now” Sal says.

“Oh come off it, maybe that toddler bean bag gave me a lobotomy while you were out” The feeling of it all being so tense. “But what if I do like you?” it's been so long that it really scared you that there was a chance that you could lose him.

“Then I would tell you to not stop. Maybe… for the past few years I really like you more than a bit”

“You know for a guy with blue hair, You’re really hot and maybe a little badass and maybe a little bit punk”

#sallyface x reader #ashley campbell #larry johnson #sally face #sal fisher #sally fisher #sally face todd #todd morrison #sal fisher x reader #sally face headcanons #sally face hcs #sal x reader

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mrstsugikuni · 1 year

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Hi! I was one of the people who had sent an ask! Basically I had asked for a Muzan x f!reader, collge au. I had thought of Y/N losing a bet to her friends and having to kiss Muzan as a punishment. However, Muzan wants more and they end up in bed together?

Thanksss💓

Ooooooo yes yes yes yess 😍😍

I'ma have a lot of fun with this one 💪🏻

Warnings: Oral sex(Reader receiving), vaginal sex, creampie, unprotected sex, and a possible breeding kink.

MINORS DNI!!

'What did I get myself into.. I can't believe I lost to a dumb bet and now I have to kiss Muzan.. literally the hottest guy on our campus!' I thought to myself as sweat dropped from my face class was about to be over meaning I would have to face my punishment.

There it was the bell, everyone rushed out the room except for me I was still a little nervous and don't get me wrong I've had a crush on Muzan since freshman year back in high school but he got a little distant when we got in college he's always busy so I can understand but now I have to kiss him and I was scared he would feel different and reject the kiss, but I have to do this.

I silently made my way to where he usually was over by the campus doors and before I approached him I turned around just to see my friends watching behind a tree giggling like little girls who just go their favorite doll for Christmas.

"Hey! [Name] haven't seen you in forever how have ya been?" His voice was deep yet calm and it was just so dreamy I missed his voice so much and hearing it is like music to my ears. "Oh! I've been great Muzan, and you?" I smiled at him with adoration, he was just so perfect. "Oh same old same old, always busy with something, did you need something?" That's when I remembered, The bet! The punishment! Oooh the punishment.

"Yeah actually. Um could you maybe come a little closer I have a secret for you." He nodded and leaned over to hear your "secret" and before he could get closer to your ear you kissed him. His whole face went into a state of shock before sinking into the kiss, his right hand latched behind your head and his left was on your waist keeping you in place the kiss was passionate and spicy blanded together.

After a while he pulled back a smirk plastered apon his beautiful features, his red cherry eyes staring into yours love was in his eyes but there was something else In those eyes there was something more sinister lying between his eyes. "Y'know skipping never harmed anyone especially if it was just once." His deep voice sent shivers down your spine as lust sugar coated it's way on his tongue. "I suppose just once is a innocent crime." You looked him up and down and smirked he chuckled at he wrapped his arm around you and guided you to his apartment, as the two of you walked off you flipped off your friends who were now shocked at what just happened.

Not even a second into his apartment and he was all on you leaving love bites all over your neck as he left his mark on your soft skin, the whole up the elevator was nothing but the firey passion y'all felt for each other, His lips were addictive and sweet and you couldn't get enough he was like a drug to you and you wanted more.

When the elevator stopped at his floor he picked you up, your legs wrapped around him as he ran down to his room, giggles filled the halls as he continued to run with you in his hands the giggles only stopped and we're instead replaced by a loud thud. He threw you against his room door as he struggled to get the right key out.

When the door finally opened, he took no hesitance in slamming it and running to his room and throwing you on the bed. He stopped for a while and took in the beautiful view he had of you, it was magnificent he loved every inch of your body and couldn't wait to see it with out clothes. He began to take his shirt off his toned body was a sight for sore eyes he was gorgeous, you went to repeat what he did but he stopped you. "Allow me." He grabbed the hem of your shirt and slowly pulled it off, he pulled you close to his chest as he reached over your body and unclipped your bra letting it fall to the floor your boobs pressed against his chest as the passion in your eyes grew by the moment. He slowly placed you back on the bed before kneeling in front of the bed and where your clothes vagina played, he slowly took off [Clothing wear of choice] exposing your soaked panties it looked like a pool down there and he enjoyed every inch of it, before pulling your panties down as well. He stared at it for what seemed like forever not giving it any physical contact and it made you feel embarrassed. He continued to stare at it a little longer until his lips made contact with your sensitive bud sending chills up your spine from the sudden contact, his tongue danced with your clit making you feel so good and warm inside, as sweet noises erupt from your throat your hand finding it's way into his black locks and gripping it, a little a grunt could be heard as he continued to lick and suck your clitoris at a rhythm.

You can feel tight knot in your stomach as you arrive towards your climate. Your body shook out of control as the knot came undone, catching Muzan off guard as your juices covered his face. "Perhaps give me a warning next time?" He said chuckling right after taking his hand and wiping away the slick from his face.

He stood up from the kneeling position he was in, his hands reaching for his belt and the sound of metal touching as he unbuckles his belt. His eyes never leaving yours as a staring competition was started. Without even noticing his pants were lying on the floor next to him and he was stroking his cock right in front of you, his smirk only growing as he watched your eyes widen and your face turn red. He stopped stroking it and began crawling on top of you asserting his dominance. His lips leaving kisses all over your neck as he slowly aligned his cock to your pussy, Without warning he pushed his way in, just his tip was in and you knew you were in for a ride, he slowly kept making his way in sinking his cock through your tight walls. Suddenly with a swift movement he was all the way in and you felt so full, it didn't last long as you felt him slowly pull out, Your whines filled the room from the loss of his cock that was until he slammed back in and a loud yelp echoed through the room, he repeated that action keeping a rough yet slow pace. Skin slapping against skin, moans, grunts, groans, and pants were the only things that could be heard. Suddenly he flipped you over, your stomach facing the bed but your body kept upwards and your back was arched deliciously, he loved this position. Now he has access to everything better, He wasn't being slow and rough anymore he was being fast and rough his pace never resting and only getting faster. He was getting close to his climax and so we're you, his thrust were starting to get sloppy yet he kept his pace the same your moans getting more broken, your eyes were lost in the ceiling and drool ran from the corner of your mouth you were lost in pure euphoria and so was he. Yet again the knot in your stomach came undone all over his cock and your moans got so loud you knew the neighbors could hear, just hearing that moan led him to his climax, his semen filing you up from deep inside your walls painting it a lovely white color.

He kept himself inside until he knew his semen would stay in there, slowly pulling out before going to the bathroom to clean himself and prepare you two a nice warm bath to relax in.

Ok ok oml! I hope this was good cause like I had to rush it a little at the end cause I have to do stuff but I think it was really good!

OOOH I SHOULD SO DO AFTER CARE HEADCANONS FOR THE UPPER MOONS 😍😍

#muzan x reader #kny smut #muzan kibutsuji #upper moons #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan smut

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syndxlla · 6 months

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best friends don’t look at each other the way we do

A low stakes, high reward and self-indulgent Zelink fan fiction. Canon-compliant. Takes place between both and totk

Chapter Six: This is Home

Read chapter five here

My masterlist

Song: Run To You by Leah Michele

Summary: Link is brought on to investigate a new strange monster plaguing the farmers in Hateno. He is faced with a new type of post-traumatic experience he doesn’t expect to have.

Warnings: canon-typical violence, suspense and horror, PTSD, squint and theres very base-line sexual content, GRAPHIC descriptions of animal mutilations!

Word Count: 3.5k words

Authors Note: I didn’t update for two and a half months and said “lemme give you guys the best chapter yet” (imo). Thank you for being patient with me. I restarted school, closed one musical, opened and closed a 30 performance long run of another musical and literally fell in love with a man 16-years-older than me in that time lol. Also I wrote this in one sitting and I’m starting chapter 7 now 🫡. Its unedited be nice.

Also please do not make fun of me for using a Leah Michele song for this chapter its so good and it works really good so just shut up. Kloveyoubye

The summer starts to get hotter. A week passes and nothing changes, neither of them ever address the hand holding, Link is fixing the hole in the roof and Zelda is reteaching herself how to fix a clock, an activity she originally learned at the age of seven. Everything is so normal, the sun starts to set a little later, and the fireflies have started hatching.

Link never really thought he would end up in a position to do housework. He tried to get Bolson to fix the hole before Link bought it, but it would take a certain number of wood piles and when Link went out to get them he got a little distracted. And by distracted he means ending the sandstorm in the desert caused by the Divine Beast. It just got put on the back burner, and now here he is, using basic tools to hammer in new shingles. He wipes his brow, his shirt off again. He takes a look at the hammer in his hand, thinking about the savage Lynel sword that same hand has swung.

The passage of time is weird.

Maybe he does want to go back to work. Going from Demon slayer to roof repairman in two and a half weeks is a little jarring.

He hears a groan of frustration from inside the house, and makes his way inside, where it's much cooler.

“Everything alright?” He asks, looking at the girl who’s hunched over the kitchen table.

“No, this is absurd.” She slams the machine on the kitchen table. “I can’t remember how to do the most basic thing in engineering ever.” She frowns.

Link chuckles and places a dirty hand on her shoulder as he walks past her. He moves to the water basin and wets a cloth that he wraps around his neck. “I don’t know the first thing about that stuff, so you have me beat.” He shrugs. “Man, what I would give for an hour at Lurelin right now. Or better yet a weekend at Tabantha. I bet the weather there is a comfortable 60 degrees.” He sighs. Trying to slyly put the worm in Zelda’s ear about a possible trip.

Zelda groans, “I agree. I don’t remember it getting this hot.”

“This is just the beginning, wait until it’s the midsummer festival.”

“A festival?” Zelda’s face lights up.

Link nods, “It’s something they started about thirty years ago. It’s right here in Hateno. People from all parts of the kingdom will travel for it.” Link drinks some water, leading against the counter at the hip. Zelda makes special effort not to admire how his obliques curved. “There’s music and dancing, it’s quite fun. I was invited last year as a special guest. The “chosen hero” or something like that.” Link shrugs.

At that moment they hear a sharp knock on their door. It startles both of them. Link moves to answer it, setting the rag and cup down.

“Dantz, what is it?” Link says as he opens the door to a distressed farmer.

“Master Link, so good to see you,” His voice is shaky, “I didn’t know who else to go to.” Link listens more intently, Zelda even stands. “Two more of my cattle have been killed. When I heard you were back in town I knew you could help me. I don’t know who—or what—is killing them, but it's not a moblin. It’s something darker.” He’s speaking a mile a minute.

“Slow down,” Link stops him, “When did this happen?”

“In the night, I came here as soon as I could. They were covered in something… unnatural. Please, Link.”

Link turns back to look at Zelda. “Stay here.”

“What? No. I’ll come with you!” She moves to him and Link stops her. If this is anything like what Cado saw at the castle, he didn’t want her to be anywhere near it.

Link completely turns around and puts his hands on her shoulders, “Zelda, you cannot.” He stays sternly.

“Why? You don’t have to baby me. I can help you.”

“Zel-“

“I’m better! Please don’t leave me-“ Before she finishes the sentence she’s falling back down, like she was going to faint again. She had gotten herself worked up and now her heart was weary again. Link catches her before she falls, her knees knocking together.

“Oh, Goddess.” Dantz says. “Should I help?” He asks and Link snaps, telling him ‘no’ a little too forcefully.

“Zel, come on, let's get you to bed.” He wraps her arm around his shoulder. “Dantz, I’ll be there within the hour. I’m sorry.” Link says in a calmer tone.

“I understand, Link.” He nods and turns to leave.

Zelda can’t get up the stairs and Link picks her up, carrying her up to her room. He places her in bed as she starts to cry.

“Hey, hey it’s okay.” He brushes her hair out of her face. She takes his hand.

“No. It’s not.” She replies. “Stop telling me it’s okay.” She groans. “It’s ridiculous that I can’t do anything without this happening.” It was the second time this week.

“I have to go help them.” His hand is held back by her, but she eventually lets it go.

He turns to leave her, pulling his green tunic over his messy hair, and getting ready for combat. He isn’t even anticipating a fight, but he wants to be ready. He puts his gloves on, and straps both his sword and shield to his back. He even gets his bow ready because he has no idea what it might be. It sounds serious.

It’s the first time he’s been entirely suited-up since the castle. He forgot how natural it feels. He forgot how much he felt like himself.

Zelda has gotten up and stands at the railing of the loft. “Be careful.” She says in a weak voice.

Link looks up at her, he wants to stay here with her and hold her and let her know that it's going to be okay. “Please rest.”

He walks out the door.

The cattle are lying dead in the corner of the pasture. Flies buzz around them. Dantz and Link examine the scene, a pit in both their stomachs.

“What could it be?” Dantz asks.

Link crouches down, getting a closer look. The gunk is a deep maroon color, almost like malice but thinner, almost like a glossy serum as opposed to a thick slime. Link takes a risk and touches a bit of it that was strewn across the grass, rubbing it between his fingers. It didn’t seem to hurt him the way malice did. He sniffs it, it’s rotten and foul. He gags almost immediately. Link wipes his hand off in the grass.

“I’ve never seen anything like this.” He admits. “And I’ve seen a lot.” This was only confirming his worst fears.

“The other ones that were killed were left like this too.” Dantz explains, “There isn’t even any meat taken out of them, only their eyes are gouged out.” He points out.

“Whatever is killing them is doing it for sport.” Link stands back up and folds his arms. “This is bizarre, I must say.” It was starting to be late afternoon, he still had a few hours of sunlight. “What did you do with the other ones that were killed?” Link asks.

“We tried to clean them up and butcher them for food. But the meat inside was rotten, like it was poisoned under the skin.”

Link hears a giggle from behind them and turns around to see the two daughters of the rancher watching them from behind a post. When he catches them staring they both hide.

“How old are your girls?” He asks.

“Siva is eighteen and Catli is sixteen.” Dantz replies. “They are my pride and joy, I can’t let anything bad happen to them.”

Link advances towards them, “Girls.” He smiles, charming as ever. They both sneak out from behind the post, sheepish and giddy. The older steps forward.

“You’re the hero.” She puts her hands behind her back. Link nods.

“Can you girls show me the edge of your property?” He asks, wanting to test a theory. They both happily nod and start to lead him, he notices especially how Siva looks at him as she walks by. She was very agreeable: long, dark and curly hair and alluring eyes. He follows them. They take him past the fence and through the forest, the younger chatting and asking questions about his quests and whatnot. He just smiles and nods, answering with basic “yes’” or “no’s”.

Link’s theory starts to prove right, he sees a set of two acorns on the ground, then a pair of two foot tracks, and eventually, at the end of the property, where two songbirds lay dead at the bottom of a tree, both covered in the same strange goop. Whatever this is, it’s looking for things in pairs. Like two sisters.

Link would never imagine putting these girls in danger, and would send them home in about an hour or two when it started to get dark, he just wanted to lure out whatever was killing with a pair.

He sat down at the base of a tree, and listened as the girls talked themselves up, clearly competing with one another for who can be the most impressive to the hero. Link decides to let them have their fun, it’s not like he was getting this attention from Zelda.

Zelda.

She’s all he could think about. He listens to the girls for a full hour, but doesn’t comprehend a word they’re saying because all he can do is think about the woman he left at home. He wishes he hadn’t left her home, she’s probably sad and lonely. Or maybe she isn’t, perhaps she’s enjoying some alone time. He doubted it, though. He was sure she was fuming at him for just leaving her, for going in such a rush. Proximity can cause problems, maybe this was good for them.

Link must have zoned out because all of a sudden the younger sister was gone, and he was left alone with Siva. This was dangerous territory.

“Where did your sister go?” He asks, clearly uncomfortable.

“Oh! I told her to go get her tapestry to show you! Of course.” Siva says in a tone that was a little too flirty for Link’s liking. She sits next to him, facing him. Link knew the look on her face, and he knew he should stand up and put an end to whatever was about to happen. “Because you know… now we’re alone.” She sighs and leans in.

Stop. Stop. Stop. He tells himself but doesn’t move, he lets her place her lips on his.

Link is not an experienced kisser. He’s had a few drunken nights in the last three years where he ended up in a Gerudo’s bedchamber or a stable-workers hideout, and while those were all agreeable experiences, he’s never actively sought them out. It was always nice to get the tension from his journey off, though.

Link makes the mistake of kissing her back, and she’s sighing into his touch and he’s pulling her in. Being alone with a woman he’s been in love with for three years and not being able to touch her or talk to her the way he wants to has left him with a lot of pent up energy, it felt good to get it out.

Link puts his fingers through her hair, and starts to kiss down her jawline and neck and she’s letting out the prettiest little sounds.

And then he starts to think about Zelda. The sounds Zelda would make, the feeling of her hair intertwined in his fingers, how her lips would feel against his…

Zelda.

“Zelda.” He sighs, and then Savi is pulling away.

“Hm?” She asks, and Link is dazed and confused, thinking with anything other than his brain. He doesn’t know how long they were kissing because suddenly it's much darker outside, and if Dantz caught them like this, Link would be the one hunted down and killed, not whatever monster is out there.

Link immediately feels stupid, this was a rookie mistake. He shouldn’t have let it happen.

“What?” He responds to her, and then out of the corner of his eye, he sees something run behind the tree. “Shit.” He jumps up. “You need to go. Right now.” He pushes her back towards the house. It wasn’t far, she’d be okay. “Please don’t tell anyone about this.”

She nods, also remembering their reason for being out here. She runs back home and Link shakes his head, trying to refocus. He sees it again, it’s fast, moving from tree to tree, but further away. Link grunts and starts to slowly follow it. He isn’t sure if it saw him. It’s tall, and it’s dark. He would guess it’s a Moblin by its size but it's much too fast to be a moblin. Perhaps a wizzrobe? But he could hear its feet on the grass. Link starts the stalk, prowling towards it like a predator.

He doesn’t think it knows he’s following, because he’s able to follow it halfway up Madorna Mountain before he accidentally steps on a branch that snaps loudly. Again, a rookie mistake. Link was out of practice, rusty. He silently curses himself for that. The beast turns around to look at Link, but he’s able to hide behind an oak tree. It was still a little light out, and the lights from down were getting smaller and smaller as they worked their way up the mountain.

Link stayed vigilant. It’s been a long time since he’s had to fight a new enemy, and he wasn’t sure how powerful this was going to be. It gets quiet, he doesn’t hear it move. Even with Link’s impaired hearing, he had a knack for the details, but not today, not now. A cricket chirps but it’s silenced halfway through its sound. The wind goes still. A cloud covers the moon.

He girds up, and moves from behind the tree to keep following it, but he’s met with a horrific sight.

The creature is standing there, about six feet away from Link.

It startles him. He’s met with a feeling of dread.

It’s tall, probably seven feet. It’s hunched down, a humanoid-sort of beast that looks like a shadow covered in the same maroon gloop as the animals.

Link freezes up, he is paralyzed with fear because he knows exactly what it is.

He knows who it is.

It opens its eyes, those awful, yellow, glowing eyes. He chuckles at Link and it fills his skull. It wasn’t quite human, like it was a pile of goo that was regaining its strength and slowly rebuilding itself into a human. Into a phantom.

They stare at one another, his laughter taunts Link. Link can hear his heartbeat in his ears. His palms start to sweat. He is met with the images of three weeks ago. The battle, the castle, the evil.

Ganon.

Or at least some form of him.

He doesn’t move, he just laughs at Link. The boy swallows, and he wants to run, but he rolls his shoulders back.

“Courage and Bravery are two different things.” Zelda’s words ring in his memory.

He grabs his sword.

The Master Sword unsheathes with a light ring, and it glows in the darkness.

In an instant, the monster is screeching and howling like a Lynel and melting away from the light of the sword. The pure power of the holy blade made the beast slowly melt into the ground, like an ice cube in the desert. It covered its eyes, and screlted into the forest, echoing no doubt into town.

Link walked closer to it, waving the blade, spinning it in his hand until the creature was completely put away.

Whatever that was, it isn’t very strong. It will surely get stronger, though. Link had a feeling this was not the end of it. It left behind a puddle of goop. Link’s stomach dropped when he realized why it was killing for sport and in pairs of two. It was probably seeking Him and Zelda. Unable to differentiate what living things were hylian and what was cattle or animals. The stealing of the eyes surely had something to do with it regaining its strength, but what?

How did it know to come look in Hateno already?

After sheathing the sword and thanking the Goddess, Link took a moment to bury the secretment. He still felt sick to his stomach. Why did he freeze up like that?

Maybe that final battle had more of an effect on him than he thought.

He heads home, explaining to Dantz what had happened and what he saw, sugar-coating it a little and just saying it was a ghost. Link wasn’t sure how long it would stay away for, but hopefully long enough he could talk to Impa about it. Clearly the Master Sword was protecting him. He made a special effort to avoid Savi.

When he gets home, he drops his equipment off, pulling his gloves and boots off and leaving it all in his little corner downstairs. He pulls his shirt off. He would sleep out with Epona again tonight, he would need to to avoid the nightmares. His Mare had that effect on him. The feeling of safety and home.

Zelda was asleep, snoring lightly in her bed. He stayed quiet and went to sit at the table, grabbing a baked apple to silence his rumbling stomach. Guilt washed over him as he remembered what he did today. Savi came onto him, but he knows he shouldn’t have let that happen. He was ashamed of his conduct.

The laughter of the phantom rang in his ears. Flashes of its grin and glowing eyes projected in his mind. He felt ill.

Link disassociated. He sat at the table for three hours and it went by in minutes.

What snaps him out of it are the screams of terror he hears from upstairs.

His mind immediately jumps to the worst possible situation. He grabs the master sword and sprints upstairs. He sees nothing but a scared girl, crying from a nightmare.

“Zelda, what is it?” He asks, setting the sword town and running to her. He kneels by her bed and takes her hand. “I’m here, what’s wrong.” He whispers.

“You’re here?”

“I’m here.”

“B-but. The guardian, it got you. It killed-”

“It was just a nightmare, it wasn’t real.” Link reassures her. “I’m here, breathing, alive as ever.”

Zelda shakes her head, she’s clearly so traumatized that she cannot differentiate dream from reality anymore, she probably thinks him saying that is the dream.

“Here, feel.” He grabs her hand and places it against his chest where his heart is. “Feel that?” He asks, “Bum-bum. Bum-bum.” He whispers. “That’s my heart. Its pumping, it's beating.” Zelda sobs and he pulls her into his chest. “It’s okay, I got you. I’m here.”

He holds her for a moment and then stands up, “I’ll get the stool if it will help you sleep.” He turns to go.

“Stay with me.” She asks, tears wetting his collarbone.

“I’ll be right here, I’ll grab the stool.” He says.

“No, stay with me.” She says, and gestures to the bed.

“What?”

“Please. I cannot sleep without you by my side. I’m too afraid I’m going to lose you again.” She sniffles.

“Zelda I can’t-“

“Why?” She asks. “Because of decorum? Because I’m royal? Because you don't want to get caught?” She picks up her hands ‘None of that matters anymore’ she signs.

Link nods, “Are you sure?”

“Please.” She pleads.

Link moves back to her, trying to control his racing heart. Zelda scoots over to she’s closer to the wall, and Link carefully crawls into the covers of the bed. There wasn’t a ton of room, there would be no way for them to lay in the bed without being in full contact. “Is this okay?” He asks as he pulls the covers up.

She nods.

“Hold me?” She asks.

Link looks at her and it takes every ounce of his self-control not to kiss her. He nods and lays his head down, his chest facing up. He pulls her into his chest, wrapping his left arm around her shoulders and his right arm over his stomach to her waist. She tries to control her breathing, and it gets easier as their hearts begin to sync up.

Link wants to cry too, because this is the safest he has felt in a hundred and three years. This is the most at home he has ever been. He mentally-pinches himself because he’s sure he’s dreaming. But he doesn’t wake up, in fact, he starts to fall into the deepest sleep he’s ever had.

Every muscle in his body starts to relax, his eyes get heavy, and the scent of the girl on his chest fills his dreams with images of fairy forests and gentle ocean waves and the time of day when the sun moves into twilight.

This is home.

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bellascool · 1 year

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Hey! An enemies to lovers with gavi?

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

thanks for requesting bae 💕

masterlist

request on my profile

posted : 14/02/23 (European date)

He hates you so why does he keeps stopping you from fucking other guys?

WARNINGS : cussing, slightly sexual content (smut)

"Can't you just shut the fuck up for once?" Pablo said to you as you were talking to your friend Pedri

"Mind your own damn business Gavira, I'm talking to my friend" you replied back giving him a death stare which caused him to loudly sigh

You and Pablo actually hated each other. It started in high school when that bitch always made fun of you for the slightest reason.

At first you didn't pay attention but then, it became really annoying having to listen to him judge you all day.

"Y/n are you listening to me?" Pedri asked next to you

"Oh uh no sorry I was thinking of something else" you apologized

"Of course she didn't listen, she never does" the golden boy said next to you

"Shut up no one asked" you replied with the same attitude

"I asked if you wanted to come to my friend's party tonight?" Pedri asked smiling

"Oh sure, I mean I really need to chill out if you know what I mean" you playfully said as you both laughed, Pablo didn't say anything this time which was weird

"Nice, now I have to be seen with a bitch who just wants to be fucked all night by some random dudes" he finally said making you mad

"Oh my god! Can't you just shut the fuck up for once, like LITERALLY. I fuck who I want you ain't my dad" you almost yelled before getting up and leaving the backyard still angry

He definitely crossed the line.

You put on your red dress who revealed your perfect curves, it was short but still comfortable enough to wear it. You did your makeup and put on some red lipstick, wanted to look as slutty as possible just to make Pablo mad.

After finishing your makeup and putting on your heels, you grabbed your purse and went outside where Pedri and Pablo were waiting for you, parked in front of your apartment.

You hopped in the back and kissed Pedri's cheek, leaving a lipstick mark.

"Thanks for inviting me again!" you said while doing a little dance

"You're so embarrassing" the young boy said making Pedri laugh while he drove to the place

"Shut up or I'll kiss you everywhere so you have lipstick marks" you jokingly threatened

"Do it and you'll never be able to see the light again" he threatened back with a smirk

"Bet." you were about to kiss his cheek but Pedri had to interrupt

"I'm sorry to interrupt but we're there" he said while getting out of the car followed by you and the other bitch

It was a big ass luxury mansion, you could hear people laughing and music from there.

"I'm going to meet my people, I just know it!" you said before entering the mansion while dancing with your shoulders

You immediately went to the kitchen to grab a drink but bumped into someone who spilled some of their drink on your covered chest

"Gosh I'm so sorry I didn't see you!" it was a tall man, he was really good looking, dark skinned, tall, perfect face features "please let me help you dry yourself" he apologized again

"It's fine, I should've looked where I was walking. I'm Y/n by the way" you said with a smile which he returned

"I'm Jude, nice to meet you" he had a british accent which made you go crazy down here

He finally took your hand and went to a door next to the living room. It was the bathroom.

"Sit on the sink while I help you dry your pretty dress" he said with a smirk, you could already feel your panties get soaked while you did what he asked

"By the way I like your ring" you randomly said, cursing yourself for being so embarrassing

"Thanks beautiful" he replied back after grabbing a little towel and getting in front of you, gently pulling your legs apart so he can stand between them

Your breath was heavier and you could feel a tension when he started to slowly dry your skin, his eyes looked in your covered chest.

You didn't even notice you both leaning in but as you were about to kiss, the door swung open, making you stop what you started.

"I can't believe it! While Pedri and I were searching everywhere for you, you were getting fucked in the bathroom!" you recognized Pablo's voice and it made you 100 times angrier

You stood up, grabbed Jude's hand and walked past him, not giving a single look in his direction.

"I fuck who I want!" you yelled before going to the kitchen with your new friend "I'm sorry about him, he's always like that" you apologized

"It's fine, he's probably just protective" the man said behind you

You grabbed drinks for both of you as you started a deep conversation, feeling a gaze on your back.

Minutes passed and many, many drinks were consumed, everything was fine until Jude suddenly sighed

"y/n, you're a beautiful person like really but I don't think that I should be the one talking with you right now" he said before pointing Pablo who looked at you with a strange look.

It was a mix of anger, sadness and jealousy?

Nah you're crazy y/n, you thought to yourself.

I mean, he's Pablo Gavi, THE Pablo Gavi who absolutely hates you.

You turned to Jude and smiled a little before wrapping your arms around his neck while his found a way around your waist.

You finally pulled off and he left not before saying goodbye.

Man, you really loved talking to him and now you were all alone.

Not knowing what else to do, you poured yourself a drink, then a second, a third and-

Oh well you didn't even count anymore, all you knew was that you were drunk as fuck.

You started dancing with random people before bumping into a chest.

"Oh no not again" you mumbled as you tried to go away but stopped when you recognized the scent of the person you hated

"Y/n, there you are" he said grabbing firmly your waist

He looked as drunk as you were but you didn't care.

You both smiled to each other as you bounced your hips to the beat.

Pablo squeezed your hips, pulling you closer to him so your bodies were now glued.

Your arms around his neck, you gently put your head on his shoulder, still dancing.

"You look pretty y'know" he started with a smirk making you look at him

"You think so?" you asked with the same tone

"Your dress fits you perfectly but.." he marked a pause to slowly lick his lips, you could already feel yourself getting wet "you'd look even prettier without" he whispered in your ear making you shiver

"You should see to know" you whispered back

He didn't even hesitate to press his lips against yours, ruining your lipstick as his tongue found a way to meet yours.

The kiss was heated and soon enough, you felt something poke your lower stomach.

You broke the kiss, smirking as you took his hand and went outside.

The fresh air hit your face, helping you sober up but you still didn't regret kissing him.

You both stopped and you quickly ordered an uber since you weren't in the state to drive.

You leaned against the wall, still holding hands.

"Did you mean it?" you asked, turning your head to see him as he did the same

"Mean what?"

"All the messed up things you said to me" your question made him sigh as he looked down

"Y'know, I never meant anything, I guess I was just too scared to admit that I loved someone" he said not proud of himself

"You love me?" you asked confused

"How can I not love you?" he looked deep into your eyes

You smiled and leaned over to connect your lips but broke it before it could become heated.

Your uber arrived and you both hoped in the back of the car.

His hand was on your thigh and his pinky finger kept stroking it, slowly going upward.

As soon as you closed the door of your apartment, he pinned you on the wall, pressing his wet lips against yours as you put your arms around his neck.

His hands found a way to your hips, giving them a squeeze, making you jump and wrap your legs around his waist.

He didn't wast any time and went to your room, closing the door with his foot.

If anyone told you 2 days ago that you would be making out with your enemy, you would have laughed in their face.

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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year

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stray kids in high school

genre: headcanons; general, highschool! au

word count: 1.7k

warnings: cursing

a/n: heyy everyone. i wanted to try out some high school headcanons to see what you guys thought. i find i enjoy writing high school aus and there have been a few requests for these so i thought i'd give it a go! please like and reblog if you enjoy, and feel free to send a request in for more highschool aus when the askbox is open <3

bangchan

the class president

chan is extremely popular. he's friends with literally everyone due to his approachable personality. he doesn't want people to feel left out and is very attentive

the oldest in the class, so people naturally respect him

you would think being class president would make him unpopular due to the responsibility coming with that role. but in reality, he was voted as class president by the rest of his peers because he's so well-liked. everyone trusts him and his personality exudes natural leadership qualities

has a rapport with everyone, including the teachers. so if he doesn't hand in his homework on time or forgot to do an essay, his powerful persuasive skills come in handy

which makes him very good at debating. he tends to lead the debates but finds it interesting to sit back and watch the chaos unfold. he's a good devil's advocate

best subjects are physical education, music and mathematics. but he doesn't really do particularly badly in any subject. his grades are both decent and consistent

he or changbin are the team captain of the majority of the sports teams

he's also very good at keeping himself organised. always on schedule and does the homework as soon as it's given to him so that he has more time to do what he wants, much like seungmin

lee know

the class clown

bet you thought i was going to put hannie as this

but nope.

please don't fight me in the comments i beg just hear me out

i see minho as the class clown because he is naturally gifted in wit and intelligence

he's not the typical class clown. they usually are stereotyped to be the most extroverted and outgoing person in the class, which is not the case with our dear minho

rather, he's just the funniest person there. mostly everybody appreciates his humour

what's better is he's able to piss around during class and still have the charisma to get away with it

also fairly level-headed so he exceeds in academically inclined subjects

also strong in the arts. he's damn good at drama, that's for sure. he has the confidence to play any character

and it will come as no surprise that his core subject, the one he actually cares about, is dance

he comes across as cynical, satirical and a humourous genius, so it comes as a surprise to most teachers that he favours dance above all subjects. seeing him express himself in that way is truly amazing

because of this, he definitely has a lot of secret admirers

changbin

the jock

i mean, what did you expect

probably the most popular person in the school, let alone the class

everybody knows him and respects him

he, in turn, knows everybody. which means he knows all the gossip. and knows who to spill the tea to

has many circles of friends, it's hard to keep up really

involved in a lot the sports teams and is usually their main player

despite being smaller in height, he's the best at basketball. knows how to bounce around people and uses his speed and energy to get to where he wants

all the ladies love him, obviously

he's super flirty and highkey likes the attention. and it's hard not to give him it

but he never really comes across as obnoxious

he's just there for a good time, really

probably one of the loudest in all his classes. put him in a class with wooyoung and yeonjun and no one is getting any work done

main focus is sports, so his grades in other subjects are average or lacking a bit

he knows if he puts his mind to it he'll probably be much better in academic subjects. but that just doesn't appeal to him. he'd prefer to focus on the teams he's part of and the bonds he shares with people, which does unfortunately take a toll on his grades

hyunjin

the artist

he's a very stereotypical art kid who sits in the back of the class sketching detailed drawings he rarely shows off

but he's not necessarily all shy and quiet

his group of friends definitely brought him out of his independent shell

best friends with felix, who is essentially a louder version of himself. if these two sit anywhere near each other in a class and there's no way to get any work done from the amount of talking they do

obviously exceeding in the arts, particularly art and english. he has to have a creature outlet, and his talent in art comes so naturally to him. his art teacher absolutely adores him and uses his work as an example to all the other classes

as for english, hyunjin seems to find it very easy to understand the writer's thoughts and intentions. but his favourite lessons have to be when the teacher is discussing poetry, a hobby he has been working on recently

hyunjin laughs at everything, which can often get him into trouble. whether it's changbin making an inappropriate joke or seungmin being his witty, awesome self, hyunjin giggles at them all

overall, hyunjin keeps to himself, only coming out with his opinions if needed

han

the all-rounder

he's the annoying guy who doesn't revise or study on any test but will get some of the top grades in the class

liked by many people, but also disliked by the same amount

they're just jealous, what can i say?

gets a LOT of attention from all genders who can blame them

people are sometimes baffled by han because he, being his hilariously amazing self, may appear to set low expectations. he's loud and talks a lot and cracks jokes in every other sentence

but then he's the only one to work out this weird ass equation on the board. or he's the first to understand complex concepts in philosophy class

he's very bright, to say the least

however, he'd say music and drama are his forte. or, at least the subjects he likes the most

he and minho are a match made in hell heaven and the cause of many teachers' joys (and anxieties). on the one hand, they work well together and you should see them in debate class, oh lord-

however, they can be very unpredictable

you can't help but indulge in their ludicrous behaviour, purely to see them try and outwit each other

they're outrageously flirty about it too

they're just the main characters at this point, idk

felix

the sunshine

there's no other way to describe felix other than being wholesome

he has no beef with anyone. he minds his own business and just does his own thing

focuses on improving himself

wants to create a productive and positive learning atmosphere

takes regular mental health breaks his attendance is low and encourages other people to do the same

he's like the class therapist. he inspires comfort in all his fellow classmates. he may not be the stereotypical popular guy but he is the most well-liked because of his kindness

having a gracious heart and a soft, welcoming smile on his face make him absolutely irresistible to all. his natural, gentle charms are no match for mean-ass bullies

besides if anyone laid a finger on him they would be severely beaten by chan and changbin but we move

always fun to work with in group projects because he has a lot of creative ideas. thinking outside of the box is his speciality and he has quite a lot to offer to the group

makes brownies for everyone in the class during wintertime <3 he never leaves anyone out, even people he hasn't gotten a chance to get to know yet

he just balances the group out and acts like a glue that holds the class together

seungmin

the teacher's pet

seungmin is extremely organised. he's got his folders colour-coded and containing all of his notes. he has one for all subjects so he can compartmentalise his thoughts for each one

you can always rely on him for any sort of stationery. forgot your pen? he's your guy. you need a highlighter? he's got both a neon and pastel collection to choose from

teachers love him. he hands in work on time, contributes regularly to lessons, and is overall the perfect, model student

will probably remind the teacher that they set homework much to everyone's annoyance

will scold the others if they don't have theirs

he, like bangchan, usually does the homework as soon as it's set, just so he can get ahead

he made an unlikely friend in jeongin, who is quite different to him in terms of personality

they can't quite figure each other out but their differences push them closer together. it's cute. and both of them are good influences on each other so being paired up in class is usually a safe option

they joke that they're the most normal people in the class

overall, seungmin is a hard-working student and his grades are a good reflection of that

he's more worried about burning out, which has happened in the past

jeongin

the new kid

at first, jeongin was very quiet and didn't talk to anyone

being the new guy in class was already daunting enough. but seeing all these big and impactful personalities - like the class president who seems to have a charming and commanding presence, or the extremely handsome humour expert who twists everything into his own little joke - it's hard not to be intimidated

would he fit in? would he make friends?

of course it's natural to worry about this sort of thing, especially coming into a new class

but in reality he has nothing to worry about

the class president, bangchan, immediately takes him under his wing, allowing him to hang out with his group and get to know the others

which is very daunting, considering they all have unique personalities and different ways they interact with one another. jeongin finds that initially intimidating

but he's able to play it cool. and soon he finds no problem settling into the class and making new friends

seungmin is the person he sticks with the most and ends up having a close bond with

jeongin gets average grades. he had good days and bad; one day he's contributing the most in class and the next and the next day he doesn't say a word

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isekai-crow · 3 months

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Mashle 2 Episode 2

Other Episodes-> ep1 ep3 ep4 ep5

This episode was a riot. It was so much fun.

SO many random HP easter eggs and we get some new fun characters!!

Specifically, Margarette Macaron!!

I love them. Non-binary, music magic, and a love of tartar sauce (and a motorcycle in the ending credits!). (It me? maybe.) Despite seeming like an overused Okama-trope, I have hope based on the spoilers I went searching for. I'm so hype for more of them in the next episode.

VA Squee: They're voiced by Koyasu, Takehito!!! The voice of Dio Brando! Touji Fushiguro! Faust VIII from Shaman King! and Clayman from TenSura!!! A very masculine voice that can also take on feminine tones and a perfect fit for Margarette. Manga Spoiler: I wonder if they'll have another va...

Ep 2 Spoilers Under the Cut! Warning IT'S SO LONG THERE'S SO MUCH.

We open in the middle of the decision to execute Mash or not, and Dumbledore, Harry, and Draco having a stand off lmao

We learn that Whalberg/Dumbledore is a famous wizard because he fought with Innocent Zero in his youth.

Does this mean the shadowed Innocent Zero who was called father by Cell War is the equivalent of Grindelwald, and Evil Jesus(Cell War (or cell wall if you wanna be a pun) is Voldemort? (Also is it father or Father lololol)

ALSO, ARE ALL THESE NAMES FROM A RNG OR PUNS CAUSE I CAN'T TELL YET lmao

We get a little speech from Wahlberg reminiscent of one of Dumbledore's speeches, but more importantly, WHAT IS THE SIGNIFICANCE OF RAYNE ALSO BOWING???

Also his protecting the headmaster is a cute touch

I get that he is one of the Divine Visionaries, but is he more important than the others? He's still a student, wait, HOW DO STUDENTS HAVE THIS MUCH POWER IN THE GOVERNMENT?? NO WONDER ITS FUCKED UP??? Did I miss something??? (His reasoning for not wanting Mash dead also being the flashback to Rayne thanking him for taking care of his little brother?)

And of course Mashle can't be executed, so they set they give him a task to delay his sentencing...

The original goal Mash had in the first place, so ABSOLUTELY NOTHING HAS CHANGED.

Them backing the fuck up as Mash punches the floor is fricken hilarious. The best parts though...

1) Innocent Pero / Innocent Gyro - Thats a great subtitle translation choice, because they can't do a straight translation. Mash calls them Innocent Pero, with pero being the onomatopoeia for LICKING something in Japanese (WHATS THAT IMPLYING :EYES:), so Innocent Gyro is a good choice XD

and 2) the scene cuts to the bad guy's lair... which also seems to be shaking...

(I went and installed a gif maker for this >.>)

DON'T TELL ME. IS THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS UNDER THE BUREAU OF MAGIC????? (This is my theory and I'm sticking to it. Season 1 semi-stuck with random Philosopher's Stone plot points and the secret rooms, so it can be a semi-safe bet that season 2 might follow Chamber of Secrets?)

We then jump to an outing at the near by town to celebrate Mash Avoiding Death.

↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ The normal one ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓

Finn is the only actual normal one, WITH STYLE AT THAT, and I love him for it. (However he might also be the target of a Brother Complex and end up on the receiving end if Rayne can get over himself>o>)

The fucking Koalas...

What The Fuck Lmfao. That's all I have to say (but also this is a common gag for Japanese comedians and high school boys so... Still WTF. (This had my Beetle killing himself with laughter))

3 Wizards and a Macho walk into a wand shop and...

And the Macho is the one to get a wand. I'm so fascinated by this. How much damage is this thing going to do when Mash finally yeets it at someone???

The entire second half episode is so cute. Mash is so happy to have friends... I'm so happy for him....

But Also. Poor Finn. Look at these Freaks (affectionate).

YOU'RE ONE TO TALK. But Also Poor Finn.

The last bit. Our introduction to Margarette Macaron.

The fucking... shrimp.

Literally

It took Too Much Time for my ace-ass to realize they're THRUSTING the shrimp into the tartar sauce.

I love them? I love tartar sauce too. It's delicious.

They are so over the top. I love everything about them.

I've added too many photos to this post and tumblr is yelling at me.

So I will leave off with my hype for Rayne vs Margarette in the next episode!!!

↑↑↑↑Imagine me making this same face in anticipation↑↑↑↑

#mashle #magic and muscles #mash burnedead #margarette macaron #takehito koyasu #mashleverse

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urstruly-ghst · 10 months

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prom night with pre-nrc deuce spade pt. 2 !

note : part 1 here!

Upon your arrival at the prom event, you were almost swept up by your friends. They still don’t like the fact that Deuce Spade is your date and not that handsome man that Deuce punched. You rolled your eyes, feeling like you’d sucker punch the guy too! However, before they can gossip about anything, they are shocked to see the local boy delinquent Deuce, all prim and proper. Now they can see why you’re head over heels for him?!

“You’re here!! Finally!” The collective beehive you call “friends” squealed upon your arrival. They huddled over you, making you slip from Deuce’s grasp. You gasped, trying to return to his side, but your friends adored snatching you up for their view. They complimented you, twirling you and throwing comments that you have heard so many times by now. Deuce watched, a bit pissed off but amused by your reaction of distaste.

“Ugh! You’re here all dolled up, and I’m guessing that Deuce is still in his old get-up of greased hair and lame biker jacket!”

“Yeah! I bet he’s not even here!”

You glared, though, never put it past them. Deuce beat people up and was generally a violent person when given his first impression, but they always gloss over the fact Deuce hasn’t been punching people for months and has been approachable to a degree! Then again, it was still a hard adjustment– you just wished they put trust in your own words as they know you!

Before you can go on a spiel for Deuce’s honor, said man pulled you to give a show. He was planning to show you off in many ways tonight! Deuce coughed loudly and took your hand before gruffly stating you both were to leave their graces for the party. However, after that statement, your friends squealed louder.

“OH, MY GOD. DEUCE SPADE?!”

“Oh. He is fine….”

“Please tell me that isn’t him?! Oh, (Y/N), I totally get you now. I can hear you out on this one. On any Deuce Spade-related topics!”

You felt jealous; their blatant gawking at Deuce makes you shift in your place. As much as you reprimanded Deuce about violence, you wanted to slap them at that moment. Deuce flushed, unused to any attention from others, making you more jealous.

Maybe Deuce sensed it, how you gripped onto him harder, or maybe because of your grumbling. But, all of that eased when he (so unclassy) kissed you smack on the lips with a furious need. You gasped, feeling at ease but shocked at how his very soft lips were on yours in front of your friends.

Pulling away from the kiss, he whispered,

“I’m yours, remember?”

Now, onto the actual party section! The party is what you would expect any high school party to be: extraordinarily corny yet well-thought-out party decor, neon lights that would strain your eyes sometimes, blasting music from the DJ, and sweat. It wasn’t as cool as they hype it out, but you find yourself at the moment. You scream as if it’s your last party, and you jump in place with Deuce guarding your step. It was fun. But, the real kicker is the slow dance portion– the nightmare of every socially awkward student as partners line up basking in the mood—the mood of romance.

You were buzzing, like literally buzzing, as the party went on. While Deuce found it lame, he found it bearable because of your presence; he has been through parties that are wilder with lots of unhinged behavior. But he was content with cheesy high school parties like this because of you! Not to mention his happiness skyrocket whenever you smile.

However, none could prepare him for when the music slowed. The mood shifts from “let’s raid” to a more minute perspective where it feels intimate. Deuce felt his heart pump faster; how you slowly turned to meet his eyes made him feel faint; he never danced. Raids were just jumping and getting wild; this felt surreal– like you can’t mess up because it’s a song meant to relax you.

But it doesn’t relax him. It makes him tense when the eyes that were never on him are now focused on the two of you. Deuce never felt looks when he was with you.

Without thought, he dragged you out of the floor.

Deuce isn’t a man of sophistication as much as he would like to be– he’s more reckless and uncaring of decorum. He always goes in so rough; steps are choppy from him dragging things to make things faster. His words are sharp like a knife when talking, brutally honest, or downright cruel. However, those things of harshness or lack of etiquette changed when he dragged you to the dance floor. It was gentle, so delicate, and surprisingly soft. Maybe those online videos do the trick because he was different when he did the small box steps to guide the dance. Deuce can sway you more fluidly, and most importantly: he didn’t step on your toes.

“Is this cool with ya?” Deuce asked, scared and nervous that he wasn’t doing things to your comfort level; he cradled your back while swaying gently to the beat and rhythm. Deuce stared at the ground, conscious of where his feet were going and if you were uncomfortable with the pace he set. Was this going well? Is it a good memory? Did the countless nights practicing the waltz pay off– or was he doing this wrong, and you’re pitying him?

As if you can read his mind, you pat his head and smile as you sway slowly with him in tow. While he may think he led the dance, you did your fair share of leading, especially when he seemed so lost in his thoughts. You start to wonder if the music playing was always low– or did you get lost in the moment?

It didn’t matter.

“I’m chill with it.”

The night of partying was fun all along. Maybe Deuce liked the cheap punch and fantastic finger foods, and perhaps he did like dancing to PG-friendly songs or club music. He leads you back to his favorite spot as the night comes to a succession. In the open field, he removed his jacket, opting to give you some extra warmth. However, instead of a happier conclusion, he sighed and held a letter to you. It was the acceptance letter for NRC… He was leaving.

Deuce fidgeted the entire night; he had been trying to make this night great. He put so much effort into making this so fun for the both of 9mostly you) because he fears that the acceptance letter means he would be separated for a long time from you.

However, he let all his worries fly past him at one point. You were here, right? You made him relax, offered him the best bits of the food tonight, and gave him kisses you always shy from. Speaking from the bottom of his heart, he thinks this delicate balance between you two is wonderful. He was so filled with passion and love.

Yet, the worries clash in him as the night ends. He didn’t like how the glitter on the floor didn’t stay there. Deuce didn’t like how the people lessened as the party’s music slowed until it faded to nothing. He didn’t like how it was midnight.

It meant it marked an end to his final night with you.

So, here he was, out on the field. His sacred place, a quiet yet fulfilling view of his hometown. Alongside his sacred area is his safe place… His safe person; you.

“I got accepted into the dream school I kept telling you about. It's on another island… and well….”

You were silent. You stared hard into the envelope before laughing in pure joy. Deuce stared in shock as your smile turned infectious. While you were sad, you knew one thing: this is Deuce. He’d never let distance nor a new environment change his affection for you– he made sure it was tattooed in your mind.

“You won two times tonight, prom king! The titular title of the night and your dream school? Score!”

Maybe prom night isn't all as bad as those movies say, Deuce thought, as he stared at you and leaned in.

"I won another time, too.", he leaned in close so your lip brushed against each other, "I won when I became yours."

He ended the last night with you with a kiss, making a mental promise that this last night won't be the last night he is yours.

He's always yours. Just like you're always his.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst deuce spade #deuce spade x reader #deuce spade #pre-nrc deuce

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mcl-alloveragain · 2 years

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HEADCANONS

Your favourite ways to spend time with each other✨✨✨

Hellooo! While we are still waiting for the 2nd episode of Armin's AL, I wanted to focus on something other than that and maybeee post my headcanons for the very first time!! 🥰 I actually wanted to try it for a while now, but only recently i made a proper tumblr account and then this sideblog to actually have where to share it lolololol

Boys sorted alphabetically 👉🏻👈🏻

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ARMIN🎮

Playing video games is obvious, but it's just so true. Even if you weren't very passionate about them at the very beginning of your relationship, he tried his best to make you like them more and eventually successed. You started with something simple, like Minecraft, when you were mostly picking up flowers for him and making farms from tutorials and he was taking care of everything else, fighting monsters included. And the sims, oh god he was actually jealous about the sims, because every time you came over and he let you play on his computer, you would NEVER leave, too focused on making a lot of fucked up scenarios with the little people you made. Then of course he convinced you to play LoL and you were officially lost. He made you a gamer girl. You also like to watch as the other one is playing, and it's about both you and him. He had the time of his life, observing how you struggled with some missions in CoD.

You both are very competitive, so your everyday life is literally based on dares. You LOVE to challenge each other, no matter if it's something silly or not. Who will wash more plates while doing dishes, who will cook better omlette, who will clean the house faster. You also use bets to motivate each other ("I bet 5$ that you won't finish writing your essay in a five days" "DEAL"). It works so well for you tho.

You have this thing, some kind of game going on for ages, where you randomly say random pick up lines to each other. The cheesiest the better. You guys can spend hours on researching them, just to find the best ones to try them. It started already in high school, when he actually said to you "Do you have a map? I just got lost in your eyes." He made you laugh so hard and then you asked him if he was a parking ticket, because he have got 'fine' written all over him. You were exchanging pick up lines all day long until you run out of them and since then, everytime you read, hear, find something new, you literally run to say it. It's been YEARS by now, you guys heard almost everything.

Everything is about games. And the most dangerous one you played so far (and you enjoy it way too much, tbh) is about annoying Rosalya. Annoying Alexy is something you do everyday, but when it comes to your other bestie... Let's just say, it's a suicidal thing to get under her skin. Yet you still do it. Especially when you are asking her for help with your cosplays (Yes, you do still cosplay!!! And as you grow more confident with your body over the years, you do it very often now, on every occasion possible). Teasing her, pretending to not like something, bother her when she was sewing, not standing still when she measures you... You guys got into lots of troubles. She threatens to never help you with anything, but she loves you too much to keep this promise.

Armin used to hate any outdoors activities, especially in high school but you actually loved them and tried your best to convince him to do them with you, just like he was with his games. And you succeeded in convincing him to only ONE thing, which happened to become your routine by now. And it's ✨bicycling✨. No, I'm not joking, he actually enjoys it just as much as you. It's not as exhausting as running and you usually race along forest path, cause competition makes it even funnier. Yeah, as I said, you guys are REALLY competitive. But you're just glad he likes it, it helps you both to keep in shape and it's good for your health. (And Armin compares you both to music video from Worlds 2020 all the time.)

You also menaged to take him to karaoke night once! And that once became your every friday, because even tho you both suck at singing, so are other people and the bar you go to has best drinks. You often invite your friends with you, too, but it's still mostly your thing. You make you and him sing disney couples's duets, he makes you both sing the creepiest songs he can find. He loves when people hear you guys dueting shit like "An Unhealthy Obsession" and just staring at you, concerned about your song choice. And everything your voice lacks is fixed by the performances you guys made, because you are always making it spectacular and never boring, basic singing. When on scene, you act like true musical actors.

CASTIEL🎸

From the most obvious ones, concerts. But not just any concerts, and not you favourite bands's (even tho you love those to, of course skksks). You have this habit of checking out every beginning groups in your area and, if you got time for this, you can even go to the concert somewhere far away just for a bunch of teenagers who have no idea what they are doing just yet. And it became both more and less fun after Crowstorm actually became famous. Because now while you do it, there are often many tears. People cannot believe their idol has listened to them playing, Castiel still (even after 100th time) cannot believe he actually inspires young musicians and you cannot believe how happy watching it makes you.

Watching disney movies. But if you tell anynone, he will deny everything. And yeah, The Lion King is still his favourite movie and you watch it just as often as yours, which is The Little Mermaid. You both prefer old versions over live actions remakes and you both know every single song by heart. And he plays your favourites for you all the time, sometimes even when he's on stage (and a bit drunk) he dedicates you "Under the sea". Ohh, and did I mention, one of your nicknames is 'my little mermaid'? That's also your contact name in his phone...

Roadtrips. You both like to drive and you switch often. When one person is driving, the other one is in charge of the music, so you don't really mind which one is doing what now, both positions are good. And your dog enjoys those too, so you are always taking him with you. And you sing together, laugh, stopping only for toilet breaks and to get fast foods. The driver is always fed by the other person, it's a rule.

I like to imagine you guys living somewhere near the beach, maybe even in close neighborhood with Rosalya and Leigh because damn, beach is your favourite place in the world. You spend HOURS just lying on the sand, throwing each other to the water (you actually menaged to pick him up and carry there once!) or just playing with Pancake just as you did with Demon when you were still in high school. And when you choose a place to go on vacation, it's always somewhere near the sea or ocean. Another reason why you're his little mermaid 🥺

And I don't take no for an answer, Iris and Castiel stayed friends after high school. They don't see each other often since she moved away soon after graduation, nor they text too much, but they are always sending each other small gifts on certain occasions and all. And she always invites you over when the three of you talk and no gonna lie, weekends at Iris are one of your favourites! You also always take some time in the summer to visit her for longer, a week or so, and she and her husband are visiting you guys too. The four of you are great friends.

And when you so tired you want to take a break from everything, you are always welcomed on Lysander's farm. And you take this opportunity a loooot. He actually has enough of you two sometimes. But you're not just lazily laying around, no, no! You are actually helping him with work he has there. It was a mess at first, but after a few longer visits, you actually learned most everything. Everything you needed, at least. And Cas finds it extremely relaxing. The farm is so quiet after months spent on concerting and rehearsals, quieter than a crowded beach, so much quieter than a busy city. Pancake is always coming with you, obviously, and yeah, this dog loves Lysander way more than you both. If you had left him there, he probably wouldn't even notice your disappearance and he's always sad when you leave. Lysander likes Pancake, too :)

KENTIN🐕

He is fit. And his favourite activity is jogging. We all remember how running with him in high school ended, but you are way over it now. You surely struggled at first, but you were stubborn, so you never gave up and now you are running together. You will probably never be able to run as fast and as long as him, but he tries his best to adapt to you. And when you're done, he just do another round on his own. But anyways, you just like it, the fact that you spend your every morning this was... It's just comforting, having the same routine. You also like to shower together right after...

Roadtrips! It's hard to live a van lifestyle if you don't like them, tho. But it's just... Something different. You don't like to drive too much, you prefer enjoying the views or reading to him. Damn, he adores it when you read something out loud, even if it's something connected to your studies. The sound of your voice is so relaxing to him, it helps him focus even more. He also loves your smile when one of the dogs, usually Muffin, comes to sleep on your lap so you can pet it. Your roadtrips are not loud and entertaining (like Castiel's), no, they are quiet, relaxing, kind of lazy. But you both love them this way.

You're obsessed with sightseeing. You travel all the time, that's true, but you don't have much time together when you stay at one place, because he works and you are studying. You might think he's exhausted after work and that's partially true, but he's never too tired for sightseeing. He wouldn't care so much if not the fact how excited you are, especially with things connected with the history of art. And he loves to make you happy. You can do this for hours, but thank God, you're actually considerate and you let him rest after watching just a few things. There's always tomorrow, right? You only become bossy about it when you know you're leaving soon, but he usually doesn't have any work anymore and you have all the time of the world.

You share passion for photography. No, really. You already knew he actually became really passionate about it. He makes the best photos. That's the main reason why his Instagram account got so popular. But for you, photography was a new found hobby. It started innocently, he was asking you to take his photos from time to time and any of you didn't actually noticed how much fun it was for you. He realised it first when you were asking him about taking photos of him more often, suggesting your own ideas for scenarios and poses, sometimes asking if you could borrow his camera. You knew you liked taking photos but Kentin helped you to know how much you really did. He just saw it in your eyes. Now you have got yourself your own camera and the van is full of pictures taken by you. Sometimes some of your work even ends up on his instagram, but most of those photos are still his. Maybe you should open your own account...?

You bake together. Well, at first you were the one baking. You knew how much Kentin loved cookies, so you learned loads of recipes for them, so you could have homemade ones from time to time. What you didn't expected was his enthusiasm when he caught you in your parents's kitchen when you were just about to start. He was so excited to help you, it was so cute!!! And it just became your habit to bake everything together. It often ends with you both fully covered in flour and a huge mess, but you don't really care. You hate cleaning it tho, but since he does so too...

Last but not least, you both are passionate about extreme sports. Or maybe passionate is a too big word...? It's not like you guys are doing things like that often. But it happens and doing crazy things together makes your endorphins high. Skydiving, bungee jumping... You love this adrenaline rush. But only once in a while, when you have loads of time or just the occasion to try something new... Yeah. Kentin is always a bit worried about you, tho. Not like it changes anything, he just can't help but be concerned something. But he would never try to stop you, like, he loves to do all those things, too. And share every moment with you.

LYSANDER🖋️

You both love when he's singing. He has amazing voice, yeah, we all know. But what we don't know is that he developed a habit of singing you lullabies to sleep. The first time happened already when you moved in with him on farm and you got a bad cold soon. And when you're ill, you're awful. You need full time attention and you literally act like a moody 5 years old. He once told you so and you asked him for lullaby half-jokingly. Never expected him to actually sing you and totally never expected you would like it so much. He makes you fall asleep immediately (and you used to have a lot of problems with it before). You love listening to his voice before sleep, he loves to sing for you, so it's perfect. Sometimes he reads you his poems instead on singing, too.

Hear me out. Horse riding. Do I have to say anything else? You have your own horses actually. They need a lot of care, but you guys do just fine. You were always fascinated by horses and you even used to go to the horse farm quite often when you were a child, so yeah, having them on your own is like your dream came true. You like riding horses especially at sunset on warm summer days.

And walks, damn you love walks. Just as much as horse riding if not more. You were already often going on walks back in high school, everytime finding beautiful places around the city. And now??? When you live in such a lovely place, with amazing surroundings??? You may know every single place here but you will never ever get bored of it. When you have more time to spare, you're preparing a picnic at the end of your destination 🥰

He doesn't really like to drive. It's not like he hates it, but his tendences to lack focus are just making it difficult to him when he has a busy day or a great idea that must be written down right away. On the other hand, you love to drive! And you're actually a great driver, so you're the one who's driving him everywhere if you only have time. And he likes being your passenger, he feels safe with you at the wheel. It's a relief for him that he doesn't have to do it, and you're glad to help, even if it's a small thing. He won't talk much during unless you make him to because he doesn't want to distract you. And when you guys drive to the town, he usually uses this four hours to write. Your rides are quite peaceful, just like your whole life, and you enjoy them this way.

Knitting is your new discovered hobby. Rosalya teaches you both to do it and you're getting better and better at it day by day. He's actually progressing way quicker 'cause he's way more patient than you and he has always had talented hands (remember sculpturing in hsl??) and you are SO jealous, but you're doing just fine, too. And you both knitted each other cute, ugly sweaters for christmas. Adorable.

Cooking together. It's actually something you do better than him, even tho his cooking is, indeed, amazing. You love to try out new recipes together and you own several cookbooks! I also like to imagine that when you guys have kids, cooking becomes a family activity. Everyone has their own task to do. It's like, a tradition. Even when Leigh and Rosa visit, they have to join you. The more the merrier. I guess i have this headcanon because of how much his AL paid attention to his cooking?? I just couldn't stop thinking about how cute it would be if we joined him sjsjjswkwj🥺

NATHANIEL🐈

Hear me out. Drums. Like, don't tell me this boy literally learned playing on them so fast he insulted every drummer in the universe, took a part in amazing concert (and he liked this experience very much) only so it can be never mentioned again. I'm still mad about it, but fortunately I can change it now and I will, because after moving out from his parents HE ACTUALLY BECAME MORE INTERESTED IN MUSIC. And how you are connected to it? Well, by coincidence, after the concert you started to learn to play guitar, inspired. And when you guys found out about each other hobbies, you began to play together. It was horrible at first and you had to take your time to sync up, but eventually you managed. You guys don't have a band nor performing anywhere. Nah, not even care about that. You just have SO much fun (especially when annoying your neighbors).

Playing Video Games. I haven't played LL (maybe i will someday, idk) but I've seen the illustration when you guys played video games with him and I LOVE the concept. But about the headcanon itself. It started in high school. You were always something around a gamer girl AT LEAST, so when you heard that Armin actually got Nathaniel to start to play, you were super excited for it. And Nath got excited when you started to join them. It wasn't long before you started playing just the two of you. Often. Like, very often. It's hard to say if it's the games he likes this much or if it's just an excuse to spend more time with you. But he's good at it, damn, this boy is good at everything.

Reading, reading, reading. Reading for each other or with each other. You don't care. Sometimes you just lay in bed together, everyone reading their own book, sometimes he reads for you or you read for him, sometimes you share one book and read it at the same time. Yeah, mostly detective novels, some things just never change. But you actually convinced him to a few romances!!! Only those with uniquely outstanding plot tho. And you read almost everyday.

Your favourite summer trip is camping!! You go camping quite often, actually. Conversations by the campfire, sleeping in tent (or even under the open sky if it's warm enough), stargazing... It's your thing. And it's something he was super excited to do for the first time since his family wasn't exactly keen of spending time in nature. You have a few of you favourite places you come back to from time to time, but you also like to explore. And this motherf****r just loves to tell you scary stories before you go to sleep 🙂🙃 (He has to deal with you screaming in sleep afterwards tho :>)

You started boxing because of him. Watching him do it, it just made you curious about it so much you had to try. When you asked him, you thought he won't be very pleased with that idea, but you couldn't be more wrong! This boy got so excited to teach you! So much that he actually overdone it a few times, going beyond your limits. But well, now you're a pro. And your joint training sessions are full of laughter.

He hated this idea. What idea, you ask? Well, you did something very, very bad... You signed you both up for a dance classes. Without talking to him first. Paying in advance for the first three months. He was so annoyed when you told him, but he couldn't say no. And it was great! You loved it so much! And he actually had a good time, too! Three months became six, then a year, two... You enjoyed it too much to ever stop. He will never say that out loud, but he honestly thinks it's one of the best ideas you have ever had.

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mysticficti0n · 1 year

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At long last

Warnings- fluffy, swearing, mentions of drugs, romance, part them drunk (thats all I think) words- 3480 N/A- Hey guys this is my first Ryan Dunn fic and I don't know how to feel, I feel part of it is good but others not much but I wrote it literally all day, so enjoy ♥︎

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"dude just ask her out!" Bam whined poking at his best friend who just sulked onto the sofa "whats the worst that'll happen?"

"she says no and I've ruined a relationship I've had since I was 14 years old- thats the worst that can happen" he huffed playing with his watch, Ryan wasn't usually that nervous about girls and romance but something about asking his long time friend out scared him shitless "plus she wouldn't wanna be with me anyways I'm a fucking ass" Bam rolled his eyes, Bam knew his friend was a wuss, but he though he'd have the balls for this, it was Y/n for gods sake not like they've never met before

"look man we are all going out tomorrow so why not just ask her out to dinner? thats not going 'BE MY GIRLFRIEND' its kinda... breaking the ice, even though you've know her for 10 years" his friend laughed at the words coming from his own mouth "10 years and you're fucking scared!"

"yes 10-fucking-years so it is a big deal! me asking her to dinner could sound sketchy I mean come on the girl knows stuff I do before I do!" Ryan covered his face with his hands and groaned erring a slap on the head from Bam

"you need to stop being such a pussy" the brown hair boy spat walking out the room to who knows where leaving Ryan to his own thoughts which only made him feel 100x worse, but he did realise Bam was right he needed to stop being a pussy about it, he's been in love with Y/n since they were in high school but never said anything to anyone... until one night at a party were he drunkly told Bam who hadn't forgot

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"Oh dude Y/n's over there!" Bam called pointing to her, god she looked stunning, the red dress hugged her body perfectly

"she looks beautiful" Ryan whispered, eyes struggling to tare away from the girl as she laughed grabbing a drink with another girl but she wasn't a scratch on her

"you like her or something?" Bam asked turning back to his friend

"yeah man, she's fucking gorgeous how could I not like her!" Ryan hadn't realised the words that came out but he did feel somewhat relieved. The night carried on, nu metal music blaring through the house they were in and people screaming and shouting everywhere

"Hey Bam!" a voice that Ryan knew all to well spoke "How are ya? sorry I was gonna come over but Kayce caught me, Kayce come meet Bam!" he looked up to see Y/n the same red dress but he could see every detail on if now, lace and red sequins embezzled down the length, rings and bracelets decorated her hands and wrists, chunky black heals with a gold clasp "Hey Ry!" she called

"how you doin' doll" Ryan spoke getting a laugh from the girl

"weirdo! I'm good, you?" she side hugged him and his hands settled on her hips "you look nice by the way, is that the shirt my mom bought you for Christmas?" she asked stroking his chest

"I'm better now you're here and yeah it is, it matches your dress" he smiled down at he girl who's Y/E/C eyes were already on his

"I feel sexy in this dress, Marcus called me a whore when I wore it" she sulked, Marcus was her ex-boyfriend, evil bastard he was but thanks to Ryan and Novak she didn't need to worry anymore

"I bet Dunny boy finds you ravishing in it Y/N/N" Bam laughed tapping her shoulder getting a death glare from his best friend "sorry sweetheart!" he blew a kiss to his friend and walked away again

"don't listen to him" the blonde spat "dickhead"

"do I not look ravishing Ry?" Y/n spoke jokingly swirling her hair around her finger, if he could Ryan would get on his knees then and there and tell her how good she looked, Jesus Christ he'd worship the women, but he had to keep himself from doing so...

"you- you look beautiful Y/n" she blushed pressing a kiss to his cheek

"thanks Dunn"

Bam saw the interaction and knew one day he'd be a uncle to their child, it was disgustingly obvious the two liked each other but he also knew neither would say a thing "fucking pansies"

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The next day came round quicker than Ryan could think, he grabbed blue jeans and a white shirt, his wallet, cigarettes, lighter, phone and car keys "BAM COME ON WE'VE GOTTA GO!" Ryan shouted hearing footsteps quickening down the hall and Bam stood with a CKY shirt on and baggy shorts "come on I told Y/n I'd pick her up Dico's already at hers"

"oooh think they fucked?" Bam pushed getting a slap "someones jealous"

"fuck off" Ryan stormed walking out the door to his car, the engine began and the two sped off to Y/n's house, luckily it wasn't to far so in five minuets Ryan was knocking her door "Y/N HURRY UP! GET DICO OUT HERE" he began to pound the door which was opened at the end of his sentence

"Ryan Dunn! will you cut it out bloody hell!" her mom Vicky warned making him laugh

"sorry why is she taking forever though!" she rolled her eyes

"I don't know hun- oh and Dico isn't here he went with Chris" Ryan nodded leaning up the door "what are you doing today? CKY things?"

"I think so, we found this abandoned rail way thing so were checking that out and Y/n wanted to come" she smiled

"why don't you go up and grab her knowing my daughter she's either still doing her eyeliner or still finding what to wear" Ryan laughed pressing a kiss to the older women's cheek and jumped up the stairs, he went down to the door with the sign 'Y/n's room' and stood outside

"well I don't know... what if- yes Jessica I know but what if I doesn't go right.... I'm not scared... he'll be there! you don't know what you're fucking talking about... fuck off Jessi" he herd a click from the room and a furious groan "Stupid fucking bitch can't listen to a single fucking thing I fucking say I swear to god I'm gonna fucking kill that whore-" the words kept spilling out before Ryan decided to knock the door "Yeah?" he twisted the doorknob and walked in to see Y/n, black tube top, blue low waisted jeans held up by a studded belt and her belly piercing jewel shining in the light, a cross necklace hung from her neck and her make up looked- goddess like- smokey eye, red glossed lips accompanied by her nose-ring "oh hey Ry" her voice sounded happier than before

"what was all that about?" he asked leaning on her closet "thought you and Jessica were friends" she rolled her eyes

"so did I until now... it doesn't matter though, ready to go?" Ryan was concerned about the girl, she wasn't one to usually be in a mood or angry but he brushed it off as in fairness they needed to go "you look nice by the way" she complemented going past him out the door to grab her hoodie

"thanks I'm liking the absolute no coordination between us, you look like Bam if he was a girl and I look like a basic white man" she laughed at the boy coming out her room and closing the door "bye Vic, we will probs be back by like 9-10 o'clock ish and I'll drop her off" her mother nodded hugging Ryan then her daughter

"be safe you two and Y/n don't let you're father see you in a outfit like this, he'd kill you, zip your hoodie when you come home!" she warned

"will do mom, see you later!" the two waved and ran to the car were Bam was sat with his eyes closed "so were are we going?"

"shit! you took your fucking time" he spat looking at the girl, Bam and Y/n were good friends, even went to prom together- now though they smoke weed, drink and skate together along with the others, but they fight like brother and sister most days

"fuck off I was busy- I take pride in how I look unlike some" he huffed, Ryan started the car again and made their way to the old rail way, luckily the roads were mostly empty so in quick time they made it, as there 3 got out they were met with Rake, Novak, Dico, Raab and Rake's sister Sophia "SOPHIA!" the girls ran to each other hugging and giggling about something, in which the boys thought they'd do the same

"OH RAABY!" Bam kissed the boys cheek "TEHEHEHEHE" he said rather loud getting a 'ugh' from the girls the group decided to start going through the woods to the railway line

Y/n and Sophia stayed chatting toward the back of the group while all the boys were huddled together, Novak said it wasn't a long walk but then again Novak did crack so who was he to trust? Ryan didn't notice but he constantly kept checking over his shoulder to see Y/n which Bam found amusing seeing his friend so desperate to just have a glance at the girl

"dude she isn't going to run off" he shoved at Ryan "you gonna ask her tonight?"

"I don't know man she isn't in the greatest mood today and I don't want her to have extra stress on top of that and-" Bam waved his hands at the man cutting him off

"Ry stop making excuses if you don't ask her today I will for you" panic rushed through the blonde

"no don't do that" he whispered getting a smirk from him "Bam"

"hey Y/n!" Bam turned back to the two behind

"Bam no fucks sake I'll do it, I'll do it!" Ryan shouted

"yeah?" Y/n called looking confused

"you look like a whore" she gave the boy a thumbs up and went back to her conversation like nothing happened "you are a lucky man Dunn"

after another half hour of walking the group finally got to the tracks, they were all decade and rotting, spray painted and worn "wow... glad we walked here to see this shit" Sophia crossed her arms "Novak you said this would be 'cool' its literally dead pieces of wood"

"sorry baby, it looked cooler last time I was here" he huffed "the view's good though, you can see west town over there and here is were I smoked pot with Nabi" everyone laughed

"well I was meant to get my lip pierced.. now" Y/n spoke checking her phone "i'm thrilled we're doing this instead" Ryan watched the girl slump down to the floor and just stare into the sky, he felt bad and knew if she wasn't in a good mood before, she defiantly wasn't now

"why don't we look round for stuff, there's gotta be something cool around" Dico spoke kicking sticks on the floor

"yeah okay, lets go" Raab agreed and the group began to go back into the wood, Ryan looked back at Y/n, she just sat their and hugged her knees

"I'll catch up in a sec" he yelled to the group who said their okays and carried on walking, he went back to the girl on the floor "what did Jessica say?" she looked up to him, her eyes had tears forming in the corners

"she and Marcus are getting together... and she wouldn't listen to what I was saying about him that he's not a nice person! and she kept saying shit about the guy I like and all I was doing was looking out for her" she whimpered wiping her eyes "Marcus nearly fucking killed me- emotionally but still, everything he did to me he'll do to Jessi and I just want her to be okay" Ryan reached a hand to the girl and pulled her up into a tight hug, letting her get it all out her system on his shoulder, he knew this is what she needed, just to talk... he had an idea

"do you wanna go? I can call Bam and we can go out for lunch, just me and you?" her eyes met with his brown ones and nodded "okay, lets go" His hand instinctively went to hers to which she gladly excepted, with his free hand he pulled his phone out and called bam

"yeah?" he answered

"me and Y/n are going to get lunch-"

"use protection!" Bam snickered

"get fucked" Ryan ended the call and put the phone back in his pocket

after an extremely long walk they finally made it back to the car which was warm due to the West Chester summer heat "what do you want to eat?" he asked starting the engine

"italian"

"Limoncello sound good?" she nodded and the two set off back to town listening to the random songs the radio played "besides the whole Jessi thing, how are you?" she laughed

"I'm good, I mean wish I could've got my lip pierced but I'm getting a free dinner at Limoncello so I'm not complaining" Ryan looked to the girl

"free?" she nodded "who said it's free?"

"me I forgot my purse, thanks babe for paying" she laughed rubbing his chin "I'll give you the money don't worry" Ryan shook his head

"its a treat... date even" he blushed slightly seeing a smile spread across her face

"was this a big elaborate plan to get me on a date with you Ry?" her eyes seemed drowsy in his, Y/n's hand combed back his hair

"maybe but it wasn't huge, more last minuet... would you be annoyed if it was?" the Y/H/C haired girl shook her head "good" he smiled

after another 10 minuets they made it to the restaurant which wasn't to busy, they walked in and waited to be seated by their server "okay here we are, can I get you any drinks?" the man asked looking toward the table

"Stella for me" he nodded and looked towards the girl

"and for you darling" Ryan felt him self become tense at the word 'darling' who did he think he was talking to?

"cosmopolitan please" she grinned up to the man

"of course, have that to you soon" he walked away and Y/n looked back to Ryan

"you okay?" he nodded "you look angry"

"I'm fine, anyways we were saying about Marcus and Jessica" she nodded explaining her story, Ryan could've listened to her voice for ever go on and on about anything

"and she said he said he could do so much better than me and called me a tramp!" Y/n said angrily slamming her hands on the table

"well- you could do much better than that lanky red head anyways he was a dick to you" she nodded bringing her drink to her lips "actually didn't you say she was making fun of the guy you liked earlier" Ryan spoke inquisitively

"yeah what about it?"

"who do you like?" he cooed to her making her giggle at the childishness of her friend "do I know them?"

"Ryan we're 24 and 23 not in 9th grade why do you wanna know so bad" Y/n smiled

"because I wanna know if my best friend has good taste in men" she furrowed her brows "Please Y/n" he begged

"its embarrassing" she spoke trying to escape the conversation "lets just order food" her eyes scanned for a waiter or someone but her face was pulled back- literally- Ryans hand cupped her chin and made sure she couldn't get out of his grip "Ry-"

"you can tell me Y/n, I wont be mean or judge or anything" she sighed seeing a smile grow across his face she played with the idea of actually telling him but it kind of fell out

"it's you Ryan"

Ryan felt his heart jump into a halt... him? no she has to be joking he thought "what?" is all that came out with a laugh

"I like you- like a lot and have for ages...yeah laugh it up" confidence grew in the girl as she spoke "and I get if you don't feel the same its totally fine" she blabbered on as her speechless friend just sat listening "I mean we've been friends for 10 years and this is crazy"

Ryan knew he could now let his feeling be free "I like you too, so much I've just never had the balls to say it to you" her eyes widened and so did her smile "since we were kids I've always thought you were beautiful then after High school I just fell even more for you" the two's eyes locked together and they seemed the only person in the world to each other, everything was silent besides the one talking

"so you're fully serious" she asked hoping it wasn't one of Ryans many pranks

"deadly"

the two ate dinner in near silence besides a few thank you's and hums of delight, underneath the covered table Y/n intertwined her legs with his and using her foot rubbed his leg reassuringly, Ryan paid the bill and got up offering his hand to the girl, they walked out to see the street lamps illuminating the Barron streets

"thank you for dinner" Y/n gleamed up to the boy who was just a bit taller than her

"no problem, we should do it again" he smirked leading her back to the car, as the two climbed in and set off again Ryan tipped a few mints into his mouth and Y/n did the same "so home?" she nodded.... through out the drive Ryan's hand went from the wheel to her hand and then her inner thigh giving Y/n butterflies every time his finger tapped along to the song playing in the background

The car pulled into her street which Y/n internally sighed as she didn't want to leave Ryan after the night they had, they came to a stop in front of her house which was dimly lit from the inside "I'll walk you up" Ry spoke letting go of the girl who now felt cold, he came over and opened the door giving his hand once again

"such a gentleman" she laughed seeing a redness appear on his face, she got out and lent against the car "thank you for tonight Ry, I loved it"

"I'm glad... tonight didn't go how I expected honestly, but I'm glad it did... sorry that felt like a shit way of saying it- I'm bad at these things" he grinned dopily, he knew it was time to say goodnight to her but he couldn't let go of her "ready?" he asked she nodded solemnly and they begun up the drive to the front door with every step it meant the night was coming to a end... he didn't want to let go of her hand, it felt so right in his, the pair got just before her front door and sighed "Thanks for today Y/n"

"no thank you- again- I didn't think we'd ever do this either but I really enjoyed it" Y/n nervously bit her bottom lip, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she gazed up into Ryan's warm eyes. the night slipped away, there was still one thing that Y/n needed to do before saying goodbye though.

"Ryan," she whispered softly, her gaze flickering to his lips for a brief moment before meeting his eyes once more. "Can I... can I kiss you goodnight?"

Ryan's eyes widened in surprise, a warm smile spreading across his features as he took a step closer. "I was hoping you would ask that," he replied, his voice low and husky with a hint of anticipation.

Without another word, Y/n leaned up on her tiptoes, closing her eyes as Ryan's hands came to rest on her hips. For a moment, they simply stood there, drinking each other in as their lips brushed against each other in a tender, gentle kiss. It was soft, slow and filled with all the promises of what could be.

As they parted, Y/n looked up at him with a shy smile, a flush spreading across her cheeks. "Goodnight, Ryan," she whispered.

"Goodnight, Y/N," he replied, a sparkle in his eye. "Sweet dreams."

With one last lingering look, Y/n turned and walked into her house, her heart beating wildly in her chest. For a moment, she wondered if she had made the right choice but she knew that this was just the beginning of something truly special.

#ryan dunn #jackass #bam margera #fluffy #Random hero #mtv #2000's

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RickFic Ch6. Girls Night

(Tags: +18 minors DNI/substance use/drinking/violence/manipulation/sexual situations implied)

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Astrid lay scrawled out on Summer’s bedroom floor right at the foot of her bed, the girls had all drank a little and were listening to snake jazz on Summer’s music player. Both Summer and Jessica lay on top of the bed with their heads hanging off the end above Astrid while Nancy sat in her favorite spot on a bean bag just to the side of them.

“I know you showed us Snake Jazz a while ago but it’s still such a banger.” Jessica said smiling up at the ceiling.

“Yeah Grandpa and Morty seem to have gotten over it, but I keep wanting to listen sometimes. They normally over do it and get sick of things way too fast.” Summer said also staring up at the ceiling.

“So I guess that’s means snakes have recording studios in space…?” Nancy awkwardly joked while leaned back on the bean bag.

“Well… yeah. Duh. How else would we be hearing this…?” Jessica stated.

“I bet they look cute in little jazz bands performing.” Astrid said with a laugh, having already seen a snake jazz performance live.

“Oh totally. But I heard they were kind of dicks from Morty.” Summer snorted craning her neck back to look down at Astrid on the floor.

“So…. The last few times you’ve been over I noticed you and Rick talking in the garage. Is he being pushy? I had a feeling grandpa was going to keep making a big deal out of stupid stuff.” She asked Astrid.

“He just wants to make sure I’m not like a possible danger.” Astrid said reassuringly.

“Oh shit! That’s right you went on an adventure with them right?!” Jessica sat up on the bed and turned around to look at Astrid.

“You guys would never believe what a fucking beast Astrid is! It’s literally driving Rick nuts.” Summer said with an enthusiastic grin.

“Not going to lie… it is pretty funny how upset he gets. But… he mentioned something about Tammy last time…? I don’t think I’ve heard what happened…?” Astrid said while sitting up and also waiting for Summer to fill her in.

“Oh Tammy…. Yeah, Summer what did happen to Tammy..?” Nancy asked seemingly also out of the loop.

“I didn’t tell you..? Oh right…I forget Jessica was the only one I told the whole story to. Honestly it was a lot to process at the time. I think I was still in shock about it for a while. Like I thought she was all our best friend for real.” Summer explained with a hint of hurt in her voice.

“Tell them! It’s so insane what happened you guys like holy shit.” Jessica insisted.

All the girls then sat up and scooted closed to the edge of the bed where Summer began to tell them the details. Astrid felt a slight sting of guilt as the story started to sink in.

“So like… okay, Astrid you didn’t really see much of Tammy because all this went down before you started coming to hang out. She was like all our best friends. Well we thought she was. She turned out to be an undercover agent for the Galactic Federation.” She paused.

“Like Summer told me, she ended up trying to ambush them at her own wedding!” Jessica blurted out.

“Wait her wedding…? To that bird guy that’s friends with your grandpa?” Nancy asked trying to piece together info she heard in passing.

“Yeah.. so neither of you were around when Tammy had gotten engaged to my grandpa Rick’s best friend, Birdperson…. it was kind of weird the whole age gap thing but I tried to be a supportive best friend you know..?” Summer started to ramble on.

“Yeah but like turns out she wasn’t even a high school student anyways!” Jessica inserted again.

“We all showed up for the wedding and once they were in the middle of it she just pulled a gun and a bunch of Federation bugs just surrounded the place trying to arrest us.” Summer sighed and fell back on her bed defeated.

Astrid shifted awkwardly on the floor thinking about how painfully similar her situation might be to the topic. Nancy also seemed to shift awkwardly in her seat,

“So… was she an alien….? Or just a regular person but part of the Federation…?” She asked.

“Uhg! NANCY! I don’t know!” Summer snapped back.

Nancy recoiled and got quiet. Summer looked up from the bed and frowned feeling guilty,

“Sorry Nancy, I just …really don’t know what the fuck is up with Tammy. She lied the whole time. How should I know?” She looked over to the liquor bottle she had stolen from Rick on her desk and pointed at it.

“Here.” Astrid reached over and picked it up, she then handed the bottle over to Summer.

“Well good thing you got out of it! And didn’t you say Tammy stopped hunting your family now?” Jessica asked optimistically.

“Yeah. Apparently the new bug leaders don’t mess with Rick so he won’t mess with them. But I think Space mom still is fighting against the federation. So…I’m sure they fight all the time.” She said plainly, clearly tired of the topic already.

She took a few swigs of the bottle and passed it to Jessica.

“Okay… fuck this depressing shit! Let’s get the vibe back! Come on Nancy, have some!” Jessica then pushed the bottle into Nancy’s hand.

Nancy hesitated but changed her mind after seeing how sad Summer looked. She took a swig and her face made a disgusted look.

“WOO! NANCY!!” All of them shouted in surprise.

“Okay let’s get some good vibes cranked up!” Summer said trying to hype herself up.

She got up and walked over to the music player to change the music, changing it to one of her favorite current radio songs.

“Hell yeah! I love Megan the Stallion!” She yelled.

All the girls started to get up dancing around the room and passing the bottle back and forth. After a few more swigs Astrid felt like she needed a breather,

“I’ll be RIIIIGHT back y’all! I gotta go piss.” She said trying sound playful.

“Don’t fall in!” Summer called to her as she slipped out into the hallway.

Once in the hallway alone Astrid took a deep breath. She started to feel the guilt of her identity weigh down even harder. She briefly debated the idea of telling Summer the truth but ultimately shook it out of her thoughts again. There was no way telling any of the Smiths would be a good idea. She grappled around in her jacket and pulled out her bowl and lighter. She then silently snuck downstairs and out the den sliding door to the backyard. She sparked up and took a deep hit. If she couldn’t be honest at least she could be high. She exhaled another puff of smoke and felt her eyes get dry. The song “I Can’t Escape Myself” by The Sound played in her earbuds. She stood there looking out at the yard thinking about the situation. If she just kept up the act she was playing maybe things would turn out fine. They all had awareness she wasn’t quite normal. She could continue to micro-dose them with information. That way she wouldn’t be lying right? They could just slowly get to know the real her? But until when? Until she finally got the order to go after Rick? Until the order was given for a new mission elsewhere? She rubbed her face in frustration. Astrid had rarely come across situations that made her want to blow her cover.

“Fuck I should have just stayed out of it..” she whispered to no one in particular.

A loud clanging came from the garage and she snapped back into alertness. The distant yelling of Rick from the garage signaled to Astrid that he and Morty had returned from their duo mission. Astrid quickly put out her pipe and snuck back through the house quietly up to Summer’s room again. Before entering, Astrid waited outside the door to see if she could hear anything being said. She stood with her back against the wall, one ear towards the room and one towards the top of the staircase.

“Haha! Omg! Brad was totally hitting on you in gym class!! SHUT UPPP ITS OBVIOUS!” Jessica screeched from inside the room.

“Y-you know Rick, y-you can’t keep doing that type of shit and always expecting it to work!!” Morty also shouted in frustration at Rick from downstairs.

“C-come on MORTY!! It worked didn’t it?!” He demanded back.

“D-did you have an aneurism!? WE ALMOST DIED!!” Morty screamed back as he started to storm over to the stairs.

Astrid having heard enough, opened the room door and joined the girls again. She walked in just as Nancy was wrestling Jessica back for her phone.

“No don’t!!” Nancy pleaded to Jessica.

“WHAT?! He’s never going to make a move if you never talk to him!!” Jessica playfully yanked the phone back and continued to text something into the phone.

Astrid snorted and sat down on the bed next to Summer who was clearly buzzed at this point, laughing at the girls bickering.

“You know what? This is the perfect time to play some truth or dare.” Summer wiggled her eyebrows while an evil smile curled around on her face.

“Noooo!” Nancy pleaded.

“YES!” Summer and Jessica pressed.

They both pulled Nancy back down onto the beanbag while they situated themselves on either side of her on the floor. Summer then looked up at Astrid and patted the ground indicating for her to join them on the floor.

Right as Astrid walked over she heard a very delayed creak from the stairs. She instantly knew by then Morty should be in his room by now unless he had stopped to listen in on the girls. She then heard his footsteps quickly pass the door to his room followed by a loud slam of his door shutting. Astrid wanted to laugh but kept it to herself as she joined the girls back on the floor.

“Okay we can all go in a circle asking the other group members what they’d choose. So like I’ll ask all three of you which you choose, I’ll come up with something for each of you and then it’s the next person’s turn to ask.” She said with mischievous intent.

“Please you guys….! Don’t make it too bad…” Nancy insisted again but more defeated this time.

“Uhg fine. I’ll start you off with an easy round Nancy but you better get with it as we play longer!” Summer said rolling her eyes.

“So you three choose! Truth or dare?!” Summer asked arching her eyebrows.

“Dare!” Jessica said confidently.

“Truth!” Nancy said covering her face with her hands.

“Dare.” Astrid said calmly.

“Ooo, great start! Jessica, I dare you to message Thomas and tell him your waisted! Nancy… oh! NANCY DO YOU LIKE BRAD?! Yes or no?!” Summer screeched.

Jessica giggled and proceeded to text Thomas exactly as Summer instructed. Nancy’s face quickly turned red as she kept her hands glued to her face.

“I… umm… I don’t know….. I guess he is pretty cute…” Nancy struggled to let out.

“GOD WE KNEW IT!” Jessica and Summer both chimed in.

Everyone proceeded to pass the bottle around again. Just as they were all settling down again Astrid heard a small creak coming from the hall near Morty’s room. He must have gotten curious about the game the girls were playing. But then Astrid’s attention was quickly snapped back to the girls as Summer set her sights on Astrid.

“Okay Astrid. I…. Umm.. DARE you to go snatch another liquor bottle from Rick’s garage without being caught!” She blurted out.

“Uh…you sure? Won’t your grandad get pissed at you if he finds out…?” Astrid checked before getting up to go through with it.

“Um… yeah. It’ll be fine! If he catches you and gets super mad just blame me. He’ll get annoyed but he knows we’re just having a bit of fun. Worst case scenario he’ll make me do chores for him for a week.” She thought through for a second.

Astrid got up and rolled her eyes at the door for a second, not wanting to cause more problems causing Rick to dislike her. But she looked over and saw Summer’s curious face. Astrid wondered if this was some kind of test with a deeper meaning. If it was, then of course she had to get on Summer’s good side. That way, no matter how much Rick wanted to bitch about Astrid coming on missions, it wouldn’t matter because Summer and Morty would still want her around.

“Umm okay….! But y’all need to keep being loud up here so he doesn’t suspect anything weird is going on.” She said trying to cover her reluctance.

“Yeah yeah! We got it! We will play the next round and you can just catch up once you get back!” Jessica reassured.

Astrid then turned and opened the door quietly, hearing a shuffling in the hallway, she assumed it was Morty. She closed the door behind her and stood silent for a second until the girls all started chatting loudly again. She looked over towards Morty’s door which she noticed was ajar. She knew this would be the perfect opportunity to get in good with him as well by making him feel included. She knew he wouldn’t question her weird behavior if she didn’t question his.

“Morty!” She whispered, “I know you’re there, come out for a second.”

Morty quickly popped his head out shyly with wide eyes expecting to be made fun of. Astrid motioned to him silently to come closer.

“H-hey Astrid… uh.. I swear I wasn’t like-….” He tried to explain himself but was cut off.

“Morty would you do me a solid and help me with this dare?” She asked plainly and unbothered by his obvious spying.

“Oh! Uh… yeah! Of course! W-what do y-you need me to do…?” He said now enthusiastic after not being made fun of.

“Okay so I know this might be asking a lot… but Summer dared me to snatch a bottle from your grandad. Could you maybe distract him away from the garage just long enough for me to get in and out?” Astrid asked in hopes of Morty playing into her plan.

Morty rubbed his neck awkwardly while thinking and then looked up at Astrid. “Y-yeah… I think I could do that. How long do you need..?”

“Hmm.. he has those beers in his mini fridge right…? Where does he keep the liquor bottles?” She thought about how long it might take her to find said items.

“Oh uh, he has some under his work bench in the shelves sometimes… he has a whole liquor room under the garage in the basement lab but you’d need the code for that….” He said hesitantly.

“Wait…. There is an underground lab under the garage….?” Astrid’s curiosity was peeked, she wanted to grin but acted as if it was no big deal. “Wait- of course he does. Why am I even surprised?” She said waving away the new information.

“Look, don’t worry about that.” She quickly said to Morty to keep him from feeling uneasy. “I’m not going to ask for the codes. Just distract him long enough for me to check the shelves and we’re good.” She said making up her mind.

“Okay! I-I got you!” Morty said confidently before rushing down the stairs.

Astrid quickly followed behind him hiding against the wall in the dining room to wait.

She heard Morty open the garage door and call out for Rick. But instead of his voice coming from the garage it came from a different part of the house Astrid hadn’t been before.

“M-Morty! I’m in my room.” He shouted from down the hall.

Morty quickly ran in the direction of his Grandfather through the dining room, giving a determined nod to Astrid as he passed her. Astrid then slinked over to the garage quickly leaving the door slightly cracked behind her. She went over to Rick’s work bench and started opening shelves. She spotted a single liquor bottle that had fallen over behind a few nondescript boxes and containers of sci-fi junk. She snatched it and closed all the shelves behind her. She pulled it up and noticed the bottle was already half empty. She sighed and decided it would have to do. Astrid then walked over to the door and listened to hear what might be on the other side. She heard Morty stuttering trying to grab Rick’s attention as footsteps got closer to the door. She quickly holds her breath while pressed up against the shelf next to the door, trying to make herself as flat as possible. With a quick jolt the door sprung open and Rick stomped through into the garage right over to his work bench. Morty caught a glimpse of Astrid as he scuffled in behind Rick. His eyes went wide but Astrid held a finger to her lips indicating for Morty to keep quiet and calm. He quickly nodded and rushed over to the other side of Rick near his work bench striking up a loud and distracting conversation. Astrid slipped out quickly just as she heard the two of them start to bicker over the mission they had just gone on. Something about Seahorses and how the men got pregnant…. She shook her head and rushed back up the staircase to Summer’s room. Once inside she presented the bottle to the three girls with an awkward grin.

“Aww only half…? Eh that’s grandpa for you.” Summer said after being met with the sight.

“Yeah… honestly Summer, I get that those dares might be fun for you guys but.. I don’t know… I feel like I’m a little too old to be doing stuff like that if you don’t mind.” Astrid said playing with her hair casually in hopes of guiding Summer away from giving her immature dares.

“Oh right…. Uh sorry Astrid. Sometimes I forget you probably don’t want to do those kinds of things cause they’re stupid…” she said embraced.

“Hey! It’s okay! Just keep in mind it’s a little weird for me, technically I’m kind of a teacher so I don’t know…. Maybe I’ll stick to truth more in the next few rounds.”

“Yeah okay! If you do pick dare I’ll think about something more fitting next time.” Summer said feeling more relaxed now that Astrid seemed chill about it.

The girls all continued on with their game. Astrid mostly stuck to choosing “truth” in hopes of not being asked to mess with Rick’s stuff again. But this too quickly made her stick to giving vague information about herself. Such as:

“First crush!?” Nancy asked shyly.

“Um… a boy in the same program as me. He gave me my listening earbuds…. He got me really into music I guess you could say….?” Astrid struggled to admit without giving too much information.

“Program? Like as in when you went to school..?” Summer asked confused.

“Uh… yeah. Our schooling…” Astrid squeezed out a little white lie that wasn’t exactly inaccurate.

After a few more rounds of chugging from the bottle and the girls started to get real spicy with their questions. Suddenly it was Astrid’s turn to answer another question truthfully.

“Who was your last relationship or fling? And how was it?!” Jessica giggled asking Astrid.

All the girls looked at her curiously wanting to know more about the mysterious life of Astrid.

“Well… I’m not sure what to call it exactly… “ she awkwardly pondered still feeling the sting of the past situation.

A creak was heard outside the door of Summer’s room in the hall, Astrid instantly knew Morty had been listening the whole time. She rubbed her face in frustration and decided to get it over with.

“I guess it was more of a fling…. She was my ex co-worker… Reagan. My agency sent me to partner with their company and so I guess some of her office buddies kind of thought it would be funny to meddle with our relationship… things just got sticky I guess. It’s like weird trying to explain all that… but basically it ended off confusing.” Astrid said while looking up at the ceiling thinking about it.

“Agency…? Company…? What did you do-?” Nancy asked before being interrupted by Summer.

“YIKES….I totally hear you. You know… that’s honestly how I felt after me and Ethan’s relationship. It just got so messy and confusing… I mean we were both younger and I guess what’s how teen relationships go…?“ Summer rambled on not paying attention in an attempt to relate to Astrid.

“I remember that! Honestly Summer you were way too good for him anyway. He was kind of a loser.” Jessica input.

“So I guess it’s my turn to ask you all Truth or Dare?” Astrid hurriedly asked hoping Nancy’s questions would be forgotten about.

“Okay since we’ve been doing a lot of dares already I guess I’ll choose truth this time!” Summer answered.

“Not me, I want another Dare!” Jessica quickly replied.

“Um…. I guess since Astrid did a dare she didn’t want to do earlier I’ll choose dare too…” Nancy said having a bit of courage.

“Oooooo!!” All the girls cooed at her proudly.

“Okay okay! Hmm… Jessica I dare you to tell us who you have a crush on.” Astrid said thinking of something that seemed pretty simple.

“Well… I’ve already told Summer but I think her dad Jerry is kinda hot-“ Jessica said in a suggestive tone before Summer interrupted her with a scream.

“EWWW STOP JESSICA NO!!” She screamed while shoving two pillows against her ears in disgust.

“Ewww…..!” Both Astrid and Nancy chimed in.

“Oh whatever!! Obviously both your two moms seem to like him for the same reasons!!” Jessica huffed.

“Yeah but like….. they’re all adults! You’re way too young!” Astrid said slapping her hand against her forehead in disbelief.

“Uhg come on! Like… I know that! Calm down old lady!” Jessica defensively joked back at Astrid.

“Hey! I’m not that old……! I’m probably only a little younger than Jerry!” Astrid laughed while wiggling her eyebrows at Jessica.

All the girls erupted into laughter as Jessica snatched one of the pillows from Summer. She then playfully started hitting all of them with it. While the laughter died down. Astrid quickly took a peek at the bedroom door and noticed a little shadow underneath it in the hallway. Like she had thought, Morty must have been quietly listening in still.

“Hey Nancy, I dare you to like a photo on Brad’s instagram. You know his insta don’t you?!” She said with a laugh, thinking about how silly this was.

“Wait…. What if he thinks I’m creeping on him??” She asked looking back embarrassed.

“Nancy! Brad has already flirted with you! If he wonders how you found his insta just say it popped up on you recommend accounts.” Summer snickered.

The girls all silently waited and watched Nancy go to his profile on her phone and like the most recent picture of him backpacking on a hiking trail.

“See! That wasn’t so bad! Okay let’s keep playing.” Jessica said while turning back to Astrid.

“Anyway…. Okay uh Truth for you right..?” Astrid turned to Summer and asked.

“Yeah! Ask me anything!” Summer said with a smile.

“Hmm…. Well…” Astrid thought for a second wondering what she might want to know. “So I’ve kind of figured out the situation between your moms and dad… so then what’s the deal with Rick? Do you have a grandmother…? Are they like divorced or something? I’ve never seen her around…” Astrid asked curiously.

“Oh grandma…? Honestly I’m not really sure what the back story is…..other than her passing away.” Summer replied.

“Oh gosh… sorry I didn’t mean to bring up a sore topic….” Astrid said remorsefully.

“No don’t even sweat! I never knew her. She passed before I was born, I never heard much about it from the family. But it is odd though… even in other dimensions it seems none of the other Ricks have wives either…? I’m sure that’s more secret Rick lore or something.” She said casually wondering.

“Hu.. weird.” Astrid also pondered.

“But granddad is always having like raunchy ass flings, believe me. He’s literally such a dog!” Summer laughed really hard while continuing the conversation.

“Oh really? I’m guessing he hooks up with a bunch of Alien girls?” Jessica also asked seeming surprised.

“Not just ladies! Grandpa is like super gay. He’s probably hooked up with every and any type of alien gender that’s even out there! He’s messed with like… aliens, mutants, animal people, planets… uh even a hive mind…” Summer started to list off the ones she knew about.

“A hive mind…?” Astrid asked suddenly feeling a memory of her own tingling in the back of her head.

“Oh yeah… um a hive mind is like a thing that takes over multiple brains of alien species kind of… and then they all share a mind and it can communicate and function through all of them…? It would make more sense if you met one I guess… but yeah anyway he hooked up with a hive mind called Unity.” She continued to try and explain.

“Unity..?” Astrid muttered to herself shocked.

“Yeah he was such a a dick to it too! Unity was so nice and grandpa just kept using it. Morty and I brought up how wack things were and then things quickly fell apart between them I guess.” Summer continued to go more into details about the failed relationship, however Astrid had already tuned out of the conversation after hearing the name “Unity” .

Astrid grimaced as an old memory of hers surfaced. Astrid was no longer in Summer’s room with the girls. They now stood stairing down at the metal floor of the agency’s transportation ship as it neared a planet somewhere in space.

“We’re nearing the drop off point!” The ship pilot shouted back to Astrid as large sliding doors opened at the back of the ship.

“Got it!” Astrid shouted back and tapped their ear communicator to open a channel to their then handler.

“I’m nearing the sight.” Astrid copied.

“Good.” A voice replied through the ear piece.

“Remember, you’re trying to find out what happened to all our missing agents at the cargo outpost we set up there a few months ago. Keep your cover as a tourist in the village. Keep alert and get back in a timely manner if possible. Make sure to give me updates. I know this is one of your first solo missions, don’t think this is an opportunity to slack off. Do what you need to do to gain trust and information but try to do it as efficiently as possible. If I haven’t heard from you by tomorrow with an update we’ll send in the squad.” The voice ordered.

“Understood.” Astrid replied before turning the communication button off on their ear piece.

“Okay we’re at the drop sight! Get going!!” Shouted the pilot.

“See ya later!” Astrid shouted as they ran toward the open doors at the back of the ship.

Cueing up one of their favorite alien songs, one their fellow agent Jax had shown them, in their earpiece. Right as the song started to play Astrid leapt from the ship and went soaring down towards the planet through the atmosphere. Their heart raced in excitement for the new mission. They shifted to form black bird like wings once they neared the ground. They then glided on past some simple but beautiful terrain into a forest off to the side of the village. Astrid then gabbed hold of a branch as their wings shifted back into their person. They used the branch to flip themselves and then land on the ground. They looked back up at the sky watching the ship disappear back out past the atmosphere.

“Astrid?” Summer called again.

Astrid’s vision focused back on Summer’s face, “Oh, ha! Sorry I zoned out there for a second.” She laughed.

“We were wondering what was going on.” Jessica said with a smile.

“You getting tired? I mean it is getting late. Do y’all just want to watch a movie downstairs like last time until we want to go to bed?” Summer asked also getting tired.

Astrid looked out the window and was surprised to see it was now pitch black outside. She rubbed her head and face while standing up to stretch. The girls all did a variation of the same thing before heading downstairs towards the living room. They all got comfortable in various spots on the couch as Summer flicked on the Tv and changed through various channels. Astrid started to drift back into a daze thinking about that past mission of hers just as Morty came downstairs to try and join them. The siblings started to argue about what to watch.

“Report!?” The voice demanded in Astrid’s ear piece.

Astrid jolted up awake from a bed in the local village’s inn. They looked around the room to get their bearings before answering. They quickly recounted what had transpired the previous night. They had gotten roped into partying with the locals and seemed to have made a few new “friendships” as well.

“I was welcomed into the village as a tourist. The people seemed to have already been celebrating some type of occasion when I showed up. However most of the villagers I interacted with were not sober so I wasn’t able to get solid intel. I was able to get a few names of villagers to further question who might know more about the outpost and previous “tourists” that have come before me. I’ll be perusing that today.” Astrid quickly informed their handler.

“Good. Keep at it. Report back tomorrow morning.” The voice stated.

“Understood.” Astrid said as they clicked the earpiece off.

“Tell him Astrid!!” Summer yelled frustratedly at her.

“Um….” Astrid snapped back to the present and looked at Summer who had put Morty in a headlock in front of the Tv while the other girls laughed.

“H-hey!! Stop it Summer!! OW!” Morty squirmed trying to get away.

“God Morty. Least you could do is not be rude. You’re crashing our girls night.” Jessica snorted.

“I-I just wanted to watch movies too!” He scrambled to defend himself.

“Yeah but don’t come in here trying to tell us what we should watch then! If you want to join then shut up and watch!” Summer teased as she let go of Morty and shoved him into the arm chair next to the couch.

“Yeah I really wanted to watch this movie!” Nancy perked up looking at the screen.

Astrid shifted on the couch taking in the moment. Summer sat back down on the couch and cued up what looked to be a romance movie. Morty then let out an annoyed sigh before being shushed at angrily by the girls.

Astrid leaned her head against her hand on the arm rest of the couch trying to pay attention, but that quickly faded.

“Oh uh…. Gross! I’m so sorry!” The village bar tender said sympathetically to Astrid. “Gosh I’m so sorry about that… some of our regulars get a little too plastered sometimes….here I’ll get you a towel!” He said as he ran to the back room.

Astrid sat at the bar wiping what looked like vomit off the side of their face and shoulder. They looked down on the ground where a random local laid unconscious on the ground next to them. Moments ago, said local had grabbed Astrid, pried their mouth open, and proceeded to try and vomit into their mouth. Obviously Astrid instantly knocked him unconscious before anything got in. Astrid lifted up their glass and took a swig. They had seen weird shit before but never had someone try to vomit into their mouth like that.

“Here! Also… next drink is on the house! I hope that’s good compensation after this weird.. misunderstanding.” The bar tender returned and handed Astrid a towel.

“Uh yeah.. sure. Does this guy do that often…?” Astrid asked while poking the local on the floor with their shoe.

The bar tender filled up Astrid’s glass again ignoring the question, “You must have an insane liver! You’ve been knocking these back for hours!” He said with a jovial laugh.

“You think so? If you’d believe it, I actually just started drinking for the first time a few months ago.” Astrid laughed and slammed the drink back quickly.

“Ahhhh! A real hearty lass!!” Cheered another local coming into the bar with some friends.

The small group of alien locals all surrounded Astrid at the bar ordering drinks. Astrid noted that there seemed to be three ladies and four men in the group, all smiles and grins, exuding warm and friendly energy. Astrid then remembered these aliens where the ones who had made Astrid join in on the party the night they had landed on planet.

“Oh hey you guys! Remember me from the other night? You all were so drunk I won’t take it personal if you don’t.” Astrid beamed.

“Oh that’s right! Hello hon!” One of the women greeted sweetly.

“You’re not from around here right…? I don’t think we’ve seen you around before other than last night!” Another of the women asked curiously.

“That’s right! I’m just popping by the planet on my way to visit a friend. I heard some friends of mine came through here a while ago though. I was wondering if any of you might have seen them?” Astrid asked sweetly.

“Hmm I don’t reckon we have! Then again you might want to go ask Jillion down at the docks. He takes care of boat transport and fishin!” The main gentleman answered heartily.

“Thanks! I’ll go ask him.” Astrid said setting their glass down and pulling out their wallet.

“Hey wait! The party just started friend! Why don’t you join us for a few rounds?! We just got here!” One of the other guys chimed in.

“Well….I…” Astrid hesitated but didn’t want to seem rude.

“Don’t worry about it! Jillion comes around the bar a little later anyways!” The third woman said with smile.

“Well, okay. Show me what you got!” Astrid said with a grin.

Astrid shifted on the couch and looked over to see Summer wiping tears off her face. She then looked over to see the other girls, even Morty, were also all crying while watching the Tv. The main love interest was in the protagonist’s arms dying. Astrid snorted not taking it seriously at all and looked back at the kitchen.

“Hey Summer, can I snag a soda from the fridge?” Astrid asked.

“Sure. *sob* oh gosh this movie is so romantic…” She trailed off still glued to the movie.

Astrid got up and went into the dark kitchen. The kids had turned the lights off for a more “immersive” movie experience. Once alone Astrid sighed while glancing at the garage door.

“I guess we have a lot more in common than I thought Sanchez….” Astrid murmured to herself while opening the fridge thinking about Unity.

Astrid thought back to when things really started to get weird on that planet. A couple of days had come and gone in a blur. The towns people sure seemed to like partying. Every morning Astrid would wake up hung over practically forgetting most of the company they had kept while there. This lead to Astrid hooking up with a few of them. After not being able to locate the person called “Jillion” multiple days in a row, Astrid continued on with their report.

“I’m starting to notice a strange pattern with the town’s people. I think I’m on to something.” Astrid concluded to their handler.

“Fine. But hurry it up. The Agency isn’t going to like how long this is taking. Give me something useful by tomorrow morning or I’m coming in to assist on the mission.” The voice ordered.

“Understood.” Astrid replied like usual.

After hanging up Astrid pieced together bits of information they had gathered from their past few drunken days. It was always the same. Astrid would wake up, give their report and head into town to get breakfast. After wandering around town for a bit in an attempt to snoop, they would always be intercepted by town’s members seemingly welcoming Astrid to join them in celebration. For what celebration? The answer would always be vague. Like: “good harvest”, “a beautiful day”, a “great bounty” after a hunt, so on and so on. Astrid would then always end up at the bar plastered with the same group of “friends”. Which then normally lead to a quick drunken hook up. But then Astrid had another one of the locals try to vomit in their mouth again last night. Astrid jolted out of bed and rushed to the Inn room window.

“Why would two different individuals try to vomit in my mouth….? The bar tender acted embarrassed for me but what did he say it was when he offered me a free drink….? A… misunderstanding….? Misunderstanding of what..?” Astrid rubbed their temples.

Astrid even started to remember how in some conversation with individuals they seemed to know things that had never been talked about between the two of them. Astrid pondered this harder. It wasn’t like mind reading, it’s not like they knew things Astrid had never said before. But it was like they knew things Astrid had spoken about with other towns members about. How did they all do that? How could they discuss Astrid while right in front of them? Then a blurry memory of the hook up they had last night surfaced, remembering it made Astrid uneasy. They remembered being in the local’s bedroom and looking at some type of forest animal just watching them in the middle of sex. But any time eye contact was made the creature would always look away or continue on with munching on leaves. But the eye contact felt too sentient for Astrid’s liking. An eerie feeling creeped down Astrid’s spine.

The day had come and gone, it was already night time again and Astrid had been chumming it up with the usual group of villager “friends”. Except this time Astrid had been cleverly making sure all of them had been drinking so much that they must have been black out drunk by now. Astrid would make sure none of the friends noticed when pouring any alcohol from their glass into others’. However the bar tender seemed to keep asking Astrid if they wanted another drink. A bit too often… Astrid then pretended to be too drunk to stand while trying to get up to go to the bathroom. Motioning to the bartender for help knowing the friends were all to trashed to stand themselves. The bar tender left from behind the bar and let Astrid lean on him as they hobbled around the corner behind the bar to the bathrooms.

“Ha!! Thanks…. I’m s-sorry I’m such a m-mess.. I’m sure y-you have to do this toooo much w-with how rowdy your crowd gets!” Astrid blubbered on with a shy smile.

“It’s no problem really…. You’re pretty cute…It’s been a while since I’ve seen strangers come in to town… I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself here with us.” He said nervously still helping her down the hall.

“Awww you’re sweet… all of you are sooooo sweeeet!” Astrid giggled and stumbled a bit causing them to bump up against the wall.

“I’m actually pretty surprised… you didn’t even drink that much tonight compared to other nights.. but you seem so hammered. Did we really wear you down finally?” He joked awkwardly.

“Oh you noticed…?” Astrid drunkenly looked up at him with sad eyes. “You see… I’m not actually on vacation…” Astrid said in a pained voice.

He looked down at them in worried surprise. “Wait… then why are you here? You’re not looking for your friends?” He asked searching Astrid’s face.

“No.. you see.. I- I’m looking for my partner… we had just gotten m-married but she came here for work and then never- never came back…” Astrid started to sob.

Astrid continued to sob while looking up at him and noticed a huge look of guilt written across his face. They then shoved their face into his chest and sobbed some more. He patted Astrid’s head and mumbled,

“I’m so sorry hon…” he said continuing to hold on. “Here, let’s get you some tissues from the bathroom.” He pulled her into the restroom and sat them down on a side table next to a vase with flowers in it.

Astrid took the tissues he handed them and blotted their eyes. They then looked up to see that the bathroom door had just shut behind the two of them.

“Oh I was meaning to ask…. W-Why did you think I was looking for my friends…?” Astrid asked still sobbing a little.

“Oh I uh… must have overheard you in the bar the other day talking about it.” He said casually.

“R-right.. duh..” Astrid said putting their hands in their face.

“Hey hey! Don’t cry…” he said putting his fingers under their chin and pulling their face up close to his.

He looked down at Astrid with sad eyes as well. Astrid met his gaze with large hurt eyes.

“I don’t know why I keep fucking up…. But I wished I could make that pain go away….” He muttered softly to them.

“Oh by vomiting in my mouth?” Astrid said stone cold sober, their eyes switching to cold reptilian looking slits.

“W-what the…what are you?!” He recoiled away slamming into the opposite bathroom wall.

Astrid heard a few glasses shatter from the main bar area right after his reaction.

Astrid lunged at him, pinning him tightly against the wall by his throat. They let out a laugh and got up close in his face, many of their teeth turned sharp and animal like.

“Nice try.” Astrid said with a smile before knocking him unconscious.

Astrid quickly picked up the flower vase and smashed it on the floor next to him. They shifted back to how they looked before and proceeded to stumble out of the bathroom still pretending to be drunk.

“Let’s see where this goes…” Astrid mumbled to themself with a hunch before coming back into the main section of the bar.

“Uh- um help!! I w-was stumbling and the b-bar tender had a vase h-hit him on the h-head…!” She breathed out harshly still keeping up the act.

Astrid looked up to be met with the sight of everyone in the bar staring back terrified not wanting to move a single inch closer. Instantly Astrid realized they all knew what had actually happened in the bathroom so they dropped the act. They’re eyes changing to demonic black pools. They then snatched the nearest person in the bar by their hair. In a flash they held a laser gun to the hostage’s head and looked at the crowd with a smile.

“Wait!!” They all said panicked in eerie unison.

Astrid stood there for a second and thought about something they had learned in passing at the Agency, a life form known as a hive mind. But in all honesty Astrid had never considered they might actually meet one in real life so soon into their first few missions.

“Oh so this is what this is….. you’re a hive mind…?” They asked it.

“Yes.” They all answered back scared.

“So you’re the reason our agents went missing…?” Astrid asked curiously.

“Yes… I did not realize your agency would send in a being like you….” One of the women in the crowd stepped forward and answered.

“Well you got our attention alright.” Astrid said while quickly tapping the button on their ear piece.

“Reporting. Seems like the whole town is infested with a hive mind.” Astrid reported to their handler.

“No! Please!” The whole group in the bar lunged at Astrid.

A shot rang out and the hostage fell to the floor dead, the whole crowd grimaced in pain for a second as the handler’s reply came back over the earpiece,

“Exterminate it.” The voice ordered.

“Understood.” Astrid said with a wicked smile as a full on bar fight broke out between themself and the hive mind..

“M-Morty!!” Rick shouted drunkenly from the garage causing Astrid to snap out of it.

She closed the fridge quickly after picking up a sprite. Morty then entered the kitchen and looked at Astrid in the dark,

“Y-You okay Astrid…?” He asked a little weirded out seeing the look on her face while just standing alone in the kitchen.

“Oops ya caught me zoning out again, my bad.” She said with a smile.

“Ha- n-no worries… I’m just going to uh…” he said awkwardly scooting by her towards the garage.

“Sorry, excuse me.” Astrid said moving out of the way for him and then returning back into the den.

Once arriving she saw the movie credits were rolling and the girls were rubbing their eyes from tears.

“That was heart breaking.” Nancy said with a sniff as she was curled up in a ball.

“That made me so sad I just want to go to bed now!” Jessica sobbed out.

“Uhg me too!” Summer sniffled and rubbed her nose.

“Aww you all going to retreat so soon?” Astrid asked while sitting back down on the couch.

“Honestly… yeah I think I’m going to go lay down…” Nancy said defeated while leaving to go upstairs.

“I’m ganna go check on her.” Jessica said before getting up to leave as well.

“I’m guessing you’re having a second wind? Your night owl status creeping back up?” Summer said trying to joke to make herself feel better.

“How’d you know?” Astrid asked while playfully arching her eyebrow at Summer.

“Well.. definitely feel free to hang out and watch whatever you want…sorry if the movie wasn’t really your thing… you seemed pretty bored.” She replied.

“Eh don’t worry about it. I’ve just had my fair share of heartbreaks so I’m not as fazed by sad romance I guess.” Astrid said just as another memory surfaced.

“P-please! Don’t kill me..! I’ll do whatever you want!! Please!” The last living villagers gasped out as Astrid proceeded to choke her to death in the bar.

Everyone had quickly been slaughtered by Astrid within minutes after being given the order to exterminate. They sighed looking down at the lady, they had to make sure this was the only one left. So Astrid let go and tossed the woman against the bar hard, causing her back and head to make a loud cracking noise.

“Ah!!” She screamed out in pain.

Astrid quickly grabbed a fork with one hand and the woman’s throat with their other hand. They pressed them painfully against the bar top, making the lady gasp for air.

“Tell me, is there any of yourself left in the village?” Astrid asked calmly as if asking about the weather.

“I thought we were becoming friends…!” She whimpered out.

“I’m sure that’s what you wanted me to think.” Astrid said emotionlessly pressing the dull fork up to her neck.

“No! It’s true I tried to assimilate you.. twice…. But after that I realized I couldn’t!! All of tonight I was trying to figure out a way to tell you so I tried to get you drunk.. I was nervous you might freak out!” She insisted.

“Tell me if there is anyone else left first. Then I’ll humor your charade.” They replied plainly pressing down with the fork already creating bruises on her neck.

The hive mind host wheezed as tears fell down her face, “p-please! Please….. it’s just this host and the unconscious one in the bathroom. Please hear me out!” She grimaced.

Astrid dragged her to the bathroom and threw her against one of the stalls. They then locked the door behind them. The woman host coward against the stall coverings her face. Astrid crouched over the unconscious male host on the floor holding out the dull fork above him.

“Okay let’s see how earnest you are.” Astrid looked up at the woman with a grin. “So where is the rest of you?” They asked while slamming the fork down through the male host’s hand.

The woman screamed out it pain as the male also let out an unconscious yelp and whimper.

“I’m sorry!! I’m sorry! Please…..!” She gasped.

Astrid tilted their head up and waited. Astrid’s black emotionless eyes staring through the woman. She looked up at them, eyes full of tears.

“There is a few more of me sleeping in a hidden cellar in town… some of them are probably your fellow agents! I kept them hidden while you were here!” She insisted.

“Ah so there it is. You’re going to try to blackmail me into getting them back from your assimilation is that it?” Astrid annoyedly grinned back.

“No….” She looked down at her feet. “I’ll bring them to you… I’ll reverse the assimilation.”

“You know that’s not going to be enough. I need all of the other yous. Even the non agent ones.” Astrid smiled back sarcastically.

“I know… you can have them. I won’t hide them from you anymore… I know you need to prove you fully got rid of me in town…. But please just let one host slip away…. Please?” She crawled forward a little towards Astrid keeping her head down.

“You really think I’m going to fall for this?” Astrid laughed. “My Agency told me to exterminate the hive mind. Not to extract my fellow agents.” They replied plainly with a casual look.

The woman host started to shake in fear, “please… I’m new to being a hive… I didn’t even know there was anything outside of myself and random organisms…. I didn’t even know there were beings besides my own species that couldn’t be assimilated… “ she begged.

“Well I guess natural selection has brought you to me then.” Astrid said playfully.

“I remember! I remember all the things you said when you were drunk…. I saw how sad you were.. something horrible happened to you Astrid! That’s why I wanted to make it go away by having you assimilate… I could have made all of it stop!” She sobbed.

Something felt like it was cracking inside Astrid, what did she even mean by that….? Sad? Sad about what…? Something horrible..? What the hell was she going on about? But that cracking started to feel more painful.

“What do you know?!” They stood up, “You’ve never even known pain until this night!” Astrid roared back, smashing the male’s skull under their heel.

“Aaahhhh!!!” The lady wailed in agony.

“Come on, you’re going to let me clean up your mess!” Astrid dragged her out of the bathroom and out of the bar.

“I’m sorry to hear that….” Summer said with an awkward sigh. “But thanks for wanting to hang out still. I’m glad we’re becoming good friends.” Summer said with a smile.

Astrid felt a slight pain in her heart after hearing Summer say that, “I’m glad we are friends too Summer.” She smiled back.

“Also sorry if Morty or Grandpa get loud or annoying… they tend to be night owls too. Just come up and hang out in the room and do whatever you want if they start being too much. The girls and I are heavily sleepers so you won’t bug us like those nimrods do in the garage.” Summer stated.

“Okay I’ll keep that in mind!” Astrid whispered back playfully.

“Night!” Summer jokingly whispered back to her.

“Night!” Astrid copied.

She then slouched back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling after Summer left.

She nervously hummed to herself softly while recounted the last part of the mission from forever ago.

“Any more sweet lies you want to tell me in hopes I’ll let you go?” Astrid turned back to look at the woman host on the ground.

The woman looked up at Astrid’s arm that had transformed into a blade, dripping with blood. She looked on behind their legs and saw scattered dead bodies and the house with a hidden cellar was on fire.

“No. I just want to get some things off my chest before you kill me…” she said tiredly from the pain or losing all the other hosts.

“Ohh. Do tell.” Astrid grinned.

“I never personally felt what falling in love was like…. I just could remember through my various hosts what love had felt like to them.” She stated.

“Ah so your the sentimental type.” Astrid joked.

“Yeah.. I guess I am… even through your new to drinking you sure don’t seem new to killing…I’m guessing you’ve done this whole rodeo too many times by now…” she stated again.

“Yep. I’ve seen all the tricks life forms try to pull when wanting to survive.” They admitted.

“There is one thing I want to experience before I die.” She said struggling to stand up in front of Astrid.

“Oh yeah?” Astrid grinned anticipating it was going to be a tactic they’d already seen before.

“Kissing someone I have feelings for.” She said softly as she grabbed Astrid’s hand and pulled in towards them.

As their lips met, Astrid’s eyes went wide in surprise. Just as they were about to pull away they noticed their arm wasn’t moving like normal. They looked down to see the woman had shoved their blade arm right through her abdomen.

“Wait- No!” Astrid breathed out in shock feeling as if they had been tricked somehow.

“Ha! I guess I win….I pulled a trick you haven’t seen before.” She whispered while collapsing into the ground.

“No! ….no! No this isn’t how it was supposed to….” Astrid clumsily grabbed at her to keep her head from dropping.

“I’m glad I got to meet you Astrid.” She said weakly.

“Your name!! What’s your name..?!” Astrid started to tear up. “Or does your species do that kind of thing…?” Astrid shook the woman awake.

“I’m Unity…” she replied faintly before slipping into unconsciousness.

When she woke, she saw Astrid sitting next to her on the inn bed. She patted her stomach in surprise realizing she wasn’t dead and that there wasn’t even a scar left.

“I’m alive-?” She questioned before she felt a gun pressed to the side of her head.

“You’re going to leave far away from here. If you ever assimilate another agency member you better kill them and then run far FAR away from where you found them. If I ever catch wind that you’re causing issues for me again I will destroy you. No amount of space will hide you from my grasp.” Astrid looked at her with red glowing eyes.

“But if you’re letting me live why can’t I see you sometime-?” She earnestly asked before being cut off.

“Don’t you get it?! I never want to see your faces again. You’ll only cause me problems. If I even hear a rumor about you surfacing near me I will hunt you down and put and end to this clear mistake I am making now.” They hissed.

“Astrid… I want to be with you really….” She teared up.

“I don’t care. I’m leaving. You’re leaving. We will act like none of this ever happened.” They said standing up and going to the door.

“Astrid….please..” Unity asked one more time.

“I’m sorry.” Astrid replied before disappearing.

Astrid looked up from the couch just as Morty ran from the kitchen back upstairs muttering to himself angrily,

“I can’t fucking believe this… stupid old man.” He said storming to his bedroom followed by a loud slam of his door.

“M-Morty…! Come on….morty!” A tipsy Rick stumbled into the den holding a bottle.

“Had enough already…?” Astrid joked craning her head back to look at him.

“Oh it’s y-you.” He mumbled and swayed back and forth a little in the kitchen doorway.

“Y-yeah it’s me.” She mocked copying his drunken speech.

“H-hey! I…. I don’t have to t-take this!” He said annoyed turning to leave.

“Wait. I’m just fucking with you. Want to smoke…? It’ll probably make you feel better.” Astrid asked pulling out her bowl.

Rick whipped his head around making that puckered face while scrunching his eyebrows at her. He then turned back around,

“T-this some kind of joke o-or…?” He asked suspiciously.

Astrid rolled her eyes and got up, sliding the patio doors open and motioned for him to come outside.

“Come on old man, not everything is a trap.” She said with a grumpy tone while sparking up.

“Y-yeah yeah. Fine.” He said while stumbling outside to join her.

She passed him the bowl and he clumsily tried to light it. She then snatched the lighter from him and sparked it instead.

“I’m not a baby…. T-thanks through..*COUGH*” he tried defending himself but started to cough profusely.

He hit the bowl a few more times and then swayed a little and stumbled back, sitting himself in one of the lawn chairs. He stared up at the sky quizzically then back at Astrid.

“H-hey… this isn’t Earth w-weed…!” He whispered at her loudly now starting to feeling it.

“Oops ya caught me.” Astrid said sarcastically lighting up the bowl.

—- PART SIX COMPLETED —-

—- SHUTTING DOWN —-

—- GOODBYE —-

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