Sabine opened the door to let Luka in with a smile. "Right on time. Come on in. Marinette should be down in a moment. Don't mind Tom or the camera. There's no stopping him."
A flash went off before Luka could ask what she meant. Ah. Exuberant father syndrome. "Evening, Tom."
Tom grinned, but quickly zeroed in on the rose in his hand before arching an eyebrow. "Luka. Just the one flower?"
Luka tried to bite back a smile. Not just any flower. This one would endure as long as his love for Marinette, blooming no matter the weather, always pristine and alive with the magic of the Pole. "You only need one if it's the right one."
“Did you want me to call?” Ben asks after a minute.
“I’m glad you did.” Rey figures there’s no point not playing coy. He made the first move, after all.
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Five times Ben looks for Rey and the one time she finds him.
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Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 1.9K
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A/N: hi friends! so, so sorry for the slow updates, but life is... ya know, life. plz enjoy our two space dummies bein all horny and such (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) ♡
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“... so I guess what I’m trying to say is... I’m sorry to be springing this on you right now.”
“Don’t be sorry! This is exciting for you guys. I’m happy for you; really.”
“It’s just been such a long time coming and we’re ready to take the next step.”
“I totally get it. I don’t want you to be sorry.”
Rose looked at Rey with worried eyes, clearly not believing her one bit. Rey tried to smile wider, but she’s pretty sure that would just make her look insane.
Rey is happy for Rose and Finn, finally taking the relationship to the next level by moving in together. It’s not like this was totally out of the blue. Her and Rey’s lease was ending soon and Rey has seen the Zillow alerts on Roses’s phone more than a few times. She shouldn’t be shocked, and really she’s not, but it’s just hard to come to terms that this is reality and not some fleeting worry.
“Finn and I can help you out for a little if you want to stay here and not get another roommate, if you want,” Rose offers. Rey takes her hand with a small smile.
“Don’t worry about me; I’ll be fine, I always am,” she says, but Rose still looks unconvinced.
“I don’t want you just to be fine; I want you to be happy, too.”
Rey sighs deeply and they just look at each other for a minute.
“I will be happy... someday.”
Rose frown lines deepen. “It’s just... you’ve been so mopey recently. That’s why I’ve been scared to tell you.”
Rey scoffed. “I haven’t been mopey. I just get- it’s the change of the seasons. My mood always shifts when the seasons do.”
A beeping from Roses phone makes both of their heads snap up.
“It’s Finn,” Rose tells her.
“Don’t keep him waiting; you two go off and have a fun night,” Rey says while getting up and grabbing Roses purse for her. Instead of taking it from her outstretched hand, Rose pulls Rey into a hug.
“You deserve to be happy, Rey, right now.” Rose whispers. With a quick peck on her cheek and a short ‘bye,’ Rey is all alone. She looks around the apartment, taking stalk of all that she has. Most of the bigger furniture is Roses, passed down from her sister, so she’d probably take those. It would leave her with a broken arm chair, a small side table, and a couple of plants. Rey sighs while picturing it, and decides that it’s a worry for another day.
Rey decided to treat herself this even, seeing as it would probably be one of the last times she could do so if she were to take on all the rent. So she orders her favorite take out, rents the movie she’s been wanting to see for a while, and veges out in her pajamas for the rest of the evening.
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Captain America has just fought himself and commented on his peachy ass when her phone rings. It’s not entirely unusual for her to get a call this late, but it is cause for some concern. When she looks down at the caller ID, a shock runs though her spine. She immediately picks up.
“Hello?” She asks.
“Hi.”
His voice is tired. She can tell that from just one syllable. He sounds far away and that makes her chest ache for some reason.
“Is everything okay?” She says, unable to keep the worry from her voice.
“Yeah; is everything okay with you?” He questions right back.
“Yeah, I was just... not expecting you to call. It made me nervous.” She tells him.
“Did you want me to call?” Ben asks after a minute.
“I’m glad you did.” Rey figures there’s no point not playing coy. He made the first move, after all.
“Good.” She thinks if Ben were in front of her, she’d see his mouth twitch, his give-away that he’s pleased.
“So... why did you call?”
“To be honest... I’m not sure. I just got back from work and I wanted to hear your voice..”
Rey glances at the clock on her bedside table. “You just got off work? Ben, it’s like midnight!”
“It’s only midnight there? That’s good. It’s nearly 3 where I am,” He says.
“Ben...” Her voice is soft, and she can’t keep the sound of disapproval out of it.
“I know, I know,” he brushes her off. “How was your day?”
She hums. “Eh... not terrible. Work was okay, but...” she trails off.
“Did something happen?”
“My roommate decided to move in with her boyfriend when our lease is up in a few weeks. Which isn’t bad, necessarily. Before Finn was Roses boyfriend, he was my best friend. I introduced them a few years back and now they’re together, and I’m…”
“… not.” He finishes for her.
“Yeah,” She says sheepishly.
“I’m sorry that’s happening to you.”
“It’s fine, really. I’ve been though worse.”
They don’t speak for a moment and Rey knows if she were with Ben in person, there would be a frown on his face. She hates it.
“Where are you?” She asks.
“Bespin. Or, in my hotel room, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“Hmmm… good to know.”
“That I’m in Bespin or that I’m in bed?”
“Both.” Ben chuckles.
“Have you ever been to Bespin?” He asks. She huffs a laugh.
“Ha! I make in a year what it would cost me to stay there for one night.”
“So, no?”
“Correct.”
“Hmm…” he seems to consider himself for a moment, “I think you’d like it. There’s a buffet on every corner; two just in my hotel,” Ben teases her.
“Oh shut it!” She laughs. “That sounds like a good time for anyone.”
The make small talk, mostly on Bespin; the climate, the lifestyle, the difficulty getting Über’s. It’s polite and unassuming, but sort of odd to be having this late at night. Rey want’s to ask him again why he’s called her, but he beats her to it.
“I lied earlier… when you asked why I called.”
“Oh?”
“I miss you. I don’t know if I’m allowed to miss you but I do.”
She doesn’t know what to say. She should say something non-committal or coy but she can’t think of anything other than the truth.
“I miss you, too.” Rey swears she hears a sigh of relief. “How long will you be in Bespin?” She asks.
“A few more weeks, probably.” Rey audibly pouts. “Maybe less depending on how my meetings go.”
“Hmm… that’s unfortunate. It’s much harder to fuck you when you’re a few timezones away.”
“Oh?” The shift in his voice gives Rey goosebumps.
“Harder… but not impossible,” She continues.
“Tell me, Rey, how would you do that”? He asks, voice darker now.
“I’d tell you that I’m not wearing any underwear. Just a ratty old shirt and socks-” Ben groans “- and that I’ve been wet since I heard your voice.”
“Have you touched yourself while we’ve been talking?” He asks.
“No, daddy.”
She hears him curse and the sliding of a zipper.
“Good girl.”
Rey beams. Its been so long since he’s last said that to her, and the affect those two words have on her body is profound.
“Are you touching yourself, daddy?” She asks.
“Though my underwear. You’re making me so hard, so fast, but I want this to last. Do you want me to tell you what I’d do if I were there?”
“Can I touch myself when you do?”
“Yes, but you have to do what I say.”
Rey scoots down her bed so that she’s laying back, phone propped up against a pillow by her head to she can hear him clearly.
“I will; I promise,” She tells him.
“First, I’d focus on your chest,” he tells her. “Rub your nipples for me. I like how hard they get. A dark pink. I love to taste them.” She rubs herself through the cotton of her shirt, moaning lightly. “Tell me, Rey, does it feel good?” He asks.
“Yes,” she breaths, “but not as good as your mouth.” Rey hears the distant snapping of something that sounds like the band of underwear.
“How wet are you?” Ben asks, an urgency now lining his voice.
“Dripping... I’ll have to change my sheets.” Ben curses and Rey hears a slick sound speed up
“I would tease your cunt with my fingers. Just one, to feel your wetness. I wouldn’t touch your clit yet, just around it. Can you do that for me? Can you tease yourself?” Ben asks her.
Rey moans in the affirmative, and immediately snakes a hand down to her cunt. She’s puffy and soft down there, and her hand creates adds delicious friction.
“I would tease you, too,” Rey says breathlessly. “I would jerk you off slowly. I’d trace my thumb over your head.”
Ben groans and curses under his breath. Rey begins thrusting her hips in time with her hand, but still refrains from touching her clit.
“I wish I could help myself around you but I can’t. I’d have to fuck you, Rey. I’d have to be in you. Do you want that?” The desperation in his voice increases ten fold.
“Yes...” Rey whines.
“Fuck, Rey, I want to be there. I want to feel your cunt on my cock. You don’t even know. It’s a fucking drug, being inside of you. I want to keep you on my cock for the rest of my life. Wanna stuff you full of my come so it’s always dripping out of you. Wanna kiss you until the world runs out of air. God, Rey! Touch your clit for me, baby, I need you to come for me. Please, please come for me.”
Her clit is a live wire, and when she touches it on his command, her body convulses.
“I wish it was you- I want you to do that, all of that. Ben, I’m gonna come, can I come, please?” She begs.
“Yes, yes, Rey-” the words die on his lips as grunts and moans overtake him. Rey grindstone heel of her palm into herself, fingers barely even breaching her entrance. She comes with a shudder, high-pitched whines coming from her. Ben is grunting as the slick sound suddenly halts.
Rey collapses onto her bed, unwilling to keep even the top half of her body upright. Her heavy breathing is mimicked by Ben. Rey can hear her blood still rushing in her ears, her hand still against her sopping cunt. She doesn’t care to move it because she know the unfulfilling sensation will creep inside of her once she does.
“Rey,” Ben whispers though the phone, “you okay?” He says it with a softness that makes her shudder.
“Yeah... that was.... a lot.” Her vice is still breathless.
“Yeah,” he says.
A silence befalls them again but the sound of him breathing is comforting. She feels the weight of sleep being into crawl up her and her eyes become heavy. Rey realizes something and can’t stop herself before she says it.
“If I close my eyes and listen to your breathing, it feels as if you’re here next to me.”
Rey can’t be sure, but she thinks Ben may have whimpered.
“I’m coming back soon,” he says after a minute, snapping Rey back into consciousness.
“But I thought you said-”
“I know, but- I... I’m not... I don’t know how to- I’ll be back soon; I promise.”
“Okay... will you call me? When you’re back, I mean?”
Приехав на место, Джек помог Дане выйти из машины и повёл её в квартиру. Поднявшись на второй этаж, парень уже хотел постучать, но его остановила брюнетка.
-Не надо.. Спасибо, что проводил..
-Не за что.
Пара ещё минуты смотрела на друг друга, после чего Джек направился к лестнице.
-Передавай привет брату.
-Передам.
Спустившись по лестнице, парень обернулся и встретился взглядом с Рим.
-Прости...
Подумав, что девушка попрощалась с ним, шатен улыбнулся ей и вышел на улицу. Как только Джек скрылся за дверьми, Дана облокотилась на стену и сползла по ней на пол. На кристально-розовых глазах появились новые потоки слёз.
-Прости меня, Джеки... Я воспользовалась тобой для утоления своих желаний...
Всхлипы девушки раздавались тихим эхом в стенах подъезда.
This is the last page of Part 1. Part 2: Forgotten starts without any delay on Monday. Stay tuned.
This is how complete Volume 1 looks like. I had to change the folder because I bought new ones for parts 2 and 3 and the first one didn’t fit with the rest of them.
This story was so long in planning. It was almost two months between me first getting an idea for it and then posting the first page. I doodled some of the scenes I had planned at work.
Chuuya using Corruption with an addition from my friend.
Dazai stopping Chuuya, never finished. Of course, they look so much better in the comic, after all there is almost a year of difference.
I even have a doodle from part 2/3 but I can’t post it now - spoiler area.
Some of you have been here since the very beginning. Some joined the ride along the way. I can’t express how happy it makes me feel to know that you’re all here. @mach-volt reblogs every single page. He also knew how the story goes up to this point, as I talked it over with him to make sure it’s not too crazy. However, part 2 will be a new territory for him as well.
I got so many comments from you, so many likes and reblogs. You are amazing, guys!
I also want to thank all people who support me on Kofi - I never run out of pens now. You have no idea how hard it was to wait for a delivery when I can’t buy the pens I use at any shop in the area. At least now I always have a couple waiting to be used.
Thank you! i say it every time, but your comments always make me feel better whenever I’m feeling down. You just bought yourself a ticket for two more years of this ride - I have two more parts planned and it was almost exactly a year for part 1 to finally reach the finish line.
Whenever I get invested in a new fandom I try to think up a way to somehow involve new characters into this story, even if they’re just there in the background. Maybe I’ll somehow get Snufkin to be there. Fingers crossed.
We really need some more actual fluff in this fandom. Let’s send them all to Disneyland!
Summary: A star has fallen! After missing the chance 14 years ago the likelihood to capture it has finally came around again! But how will this story end? In a bloody disaster? Or in a sweet romance? What will happen to the star! What will happen to your story when both your paths are intertwined? There’s so much more to this mystery!
Warning: May contain blood, death, swearing, killing & violence
Chapters: 1 2 3
Note: Some ideas and concepts are inspired by the movie “Star Dust” I recommend watching it to get a brief idea of the Au, but everything is not going to be the same.
*Gif belongs to the respective owner.
“Lyra! Phoenix! A star! A star has just fallen! Quick we need to do the location spell.” Carra rushed through the doors running over to here sisters, who were looking at the different potions on the dusty black shelf.
“Where’s the amethyst stone!” Settling down the oddly crystallize bottles, they scattered urgently looking for the arrowhead shaped stone.
“Right here you idiots!” Phoenix yelled from the other side on their room, rushing in direction of the round table.
“Quickly” Phoenix laid out the map and settled the crystal into the center. The three sisters closed their eyes joining their hands together chanting their ancient magical words. All at once bringing their right hand over the map and crystal on the table. The amethyst crystal with the clear orb in the middle slightly shook before it began to move slowly to the names of villages within Windlesin. The three sisters watched in anticipation until it unexpectedly stopped on the destined village.
“Kyoui”
“What a peculiar little village.” Phoenix looked over the map once again absorbing the area around the village.
“Mark the one who’s is fitting for this hunt” A spark from the clear orb sprung out to the three sisters’ hand. The palm of Carra’s hand began to burn, marking the one who is the most suited. She flinched grasping her wrist while she watched in amusement as the symbol formed on her palm. “Oh how wonderful that our little star has fallen. It’s been too long sisters.”
“Well yeah after Lyra lost the other one. She even had Uva, Shine, Naz, and Lacy all killed like 14 years? 7 centuries ago? Ugh, it’s been too long since a star has fallen. I’m starting to not remember how long it has been since the previous one has fell from the heavens.”
“It wasn’t my fault, besides less to share now and I remember that star dying.”
“Shhh” Carra tossed the map off the table and placed her right palm with the symbol on of top it. This method scorched a mark onto the wooden surface, notifying the amount of time they will have to know when the fallen star will be at its brightest still.
“The triple moon symbol.”
“Which means that since today is the full moon I only have about 3 weeks until the 2nd crescent will match the mark.” The symbol slowly burned itself off the table leaving the smooth surface it was. The mark that once originally on Carra was now replaced by the first triple moon symbol. The full moon in the center of her right palm. Carra turned towards Lyra wickedly smiling.
“Lyra be a saint and fetch me the clear quartz dagger.”
“A pure crystal for a star’s pure heart” Lyra placed her hands above her heart displaying the most precious part of the star.
“Oh, sister. It’ll hurt them a little less too Hehehahaaha”
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“That light.” He stopped cleaning the knife, watching the light running across the dark sky.
“A falling star! Ouuhh~ how interesting!” The younger one went to the window watching the line of light reaching it’s final impact and then shooting a bright beam straight up as if it was calling for attention.
“NoOo, everyone will be out for it’s heart now and I don't want to be stuck of the middle of it. Let’s just enjoy our life as it is now okay?” Henry turned away from his younger brother and began cleaning his weapon again.
“Awww come on Henry. A star doesn’t fall every night ya know! Who knows when the next one will fall! Besides! The clan is asleep hehe. It’ll be easier too, since we’re the only ones who knows about the star falling.” The younger one tugged at the older one’s sleeve.
“I think we’ve lived long enough to stop preying and waiting on helpless stars.” The emotionless response caused the younger brother to throw a mini tantrum spitting unlawful threats.
“WE ARE GETTING THAT STAR AND IF I HAVE TO KILL YOU THEN SO BE IT.” PD Twirled his dagger in his hands before he gripped it, indicating to his older brother how serious he meant by his words.
“uH ? Calm your tits PD it’s not that serious.”
“If it’s not that serious then it shouldn’t be a problem to hunt a little o’l silly star. Why does it matter if people are also searching for the star now too? It’ll be boring if it was just us! The more to kill makes it more fun~” PD Threw his dagger at the closet door. Marks from previous throws engraved into the wood.
*sigh* “I’m not doing all the work then.” Henry leaned himself against the sink. All his life all he has known was his clan. A normal simple life without the weapons; without the orders and secret missions; without the killing only seemed like a distance unrealistic dream. Nothing has been easy. Parents dead and older brother leaving. PD is too mentally damaged for Henry to consider him a ordinary kid.
“Oh~ Yay~ hehe, how fun!~ ” PD spun around in excitement. Star hunting. No sort of rules. Kill or be killed.
A/N: Well this is short... LIKE I SAID It’s technically chapter 3. Idk but these characters are important. I feel like if I spoil you all too much with posting, I’ll have no more ideas to write and my blog would die lmao. I’m kinda stressed b/c school rn. It’s only the 4th week and everything is crazy. I’m slacking on reading for 2 of my classes, but my professors are chill, I’m only worried for when it comes to testing ahhh. Also I want to get HS OT11 done so I’ll be able to edit them and maybe start on another au around the same time?? Like idk if you noticed but I like to introduce characters or put reference that will lead to the next AU lmao (spoiler) and HEy! since I posted this, it means Character info data will be released as well! Until next time this has been Milky °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
Armsmaster is being harsh about it, but he’s right and these are things Taylor needs to hear.
Like any good character, she has flaws, and one of her biggest is that she’s independent to a fault. She works alone and doesn’t really take into account that others may have something to contribute. In some cases, when offered help, she refuses it and believes it wouldn’t change anything (such as in the case of Mr. Gladly) and/or that the offer is primarily motivated by self-interest (Mr. Gladly, Armsmaster taking the credit for Lung, etc).
Even her dad, whose advice she does take when it comes to safety precautions for her runs, she doesn’t let help her in the Harpy situation, though part of that is likely because of her not wanting to think about it more than she has to and because of his anger issues.
Taylor needs to hear what Armsmaster is saying here: She is not always right and she should let experienced people help her from time to time.
