#oh hello decrease the increase it’s been too long

[lunachy]

New 6★ Supporter: Tragodia

Ritualist Supporter

Illustrator: Skade

Trait: Attacks deal Arts damage, and can inflict Elemental Injury

Talent 1: Attacks inflict a certain % of ATK as Nervous Impairment damage, and inflict a lower % of ATK as another instance of Nervous Impairment damage to other enemies around the main target.

Talent 2: When deployed, enemies who are under the burst effect from Nervous Impairment damage have reduced ASPD; Whenever an enemy in Attack Range performs a normal attack, they receive a certain amount of Nervous Impairment damage.

Skill 1: Echo of the Dark Night

Next attack deals a certain % of ATK as two instances of Arts damage and binds the target for a few seconds, the bound target receives increased Nervous Impairment damage; Prioritizes attacking enemies who are not under the burst effect from Nervous Impairment damage

Skill 2: Mass Delirium

ASPD increases, the affected area of Talent 1 expands; Can use a Summon, after deployment, the Summon lures a certain amount of reachable enemies (prioritizes Elite or Leader enemies) in range for a few seconds; The first target to reach the Summon returns to its original position, and inflicts Slow on all surrounding enemies for a few seconds, while dealing a certain % of Tragodia's ATK as Arts damage and a certain % of Tragodia's ATK as Nervous Impairment damage every 0.5 seconds Unlimited Duration, the Summon has its own Redeployment Time.

(Lure: Unable to be blocked and move toward the target position.)

Skill 3: Empty Theater

Attack Range expands, ATK increases, prioritizes attacking enemies who are not under the burst effect from Nervous Impairment damage, enemies that have been inflicted with Nervous Impairment damage by Tragodia within the skill's duration will take a certain % of ATK as Nervous Impairment damage every second until burst; The cooldown for Nervous Impairment damage burst in Attack Range decreases; Whenever an enemy in Attack Range triggers a Nervous Impairment damage burst, spawns/refreshes a Cage of Ecstasy in the enemy's ground position.

(Cage of Ecstasy: Only blocks all enemies in its position where it was spawned or refreshed; Only takes damage from the enemies it is blocking; Disappears after receiving a certain amount of attacks/Disappears when it is not blocking any enemies; Lasts for a while after the skill ends; Can spawn on non-deployable ground tiles; Can block flying enemies.)

Nervous Impairment (as a reminder from Gracebearer):

When burst, victim receives 6000 elemental dmg and 3 stacks of paralysis.

Paralysis: Each stack of paralysis cancels that attack when an enemy performs normal attack. Can have 3 stacks max. Paralysis has unlimited duration. For enemies with STATUS RES, they lose 1 stack of paralysis Every 5 seconds.

Translated Weibo Introduction:

"Please allow me to temporarily avoid the curious eyes of the operators. The long drama has finally come to an end. I need time to sort out my thoughts. Doctor, you must understand... Hmm? I need to use the signature of Columbia to register when returning to the ship?"

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The two operators sat on the street, stepping on each other's shadows to relieve boredom under the bright sunshine of Columbia.

"Who are we waiting for?"

"A Rhodes Island operator who is back from a film crew."

"Is he an actor?"

"I heard he is an assassin."

"How can a person be both in the limelight and blend into the shadows of the crowd?"

"Perhaps acting is already a part of his life, and he can be anyone."

"Hmm...become anyone? Have you read too many novels or watched too many movies?"

"I am just guessing. Before being assigned to this pick-up mission, I didn't even know that Rhodes Island had an operator codenamed 'Phantom'...I hope we can complete the mission smoothly."

"Didn't the captain give us the promotional poster of the movie he starred in? We won't make a mistake."

"That's right."

"Hey, Mr. Film, hello...Oh, are you going to the nearby office? Cross the alley on the right, the one behind the cinema."

"Thank you."

"His voice is so special."

"So is his outfit."

"You said-"

"Why hasn't Mr. Phantom arrived yet?"

"Yeah, when will he come..."

[jhoneybees]

Special gift

Hello Hello! I'm back dollies :) Here's a cute little fic! It's been a while since I've posted a fic so I do apologise😬 and with the desire part 2 I am writing it! but I'm gonna be shelving that for a bit because I'm not in that thirsty mood at the moment lol I've been craving some sweet fluffy Elvis! Enjoy!

Tags: @elvisalltheway101 my doll!

Characters: Highschool 50s!Elvis X reader

Warnings/triggers: I'd say nothing but if you spot something, please comment!

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Gosh. His eyes, the waves of deep blue rippling into that icy blue around those dark pupils, increasing and decreasing in size. You really could get lost in them, you have to be careful though, you wouldn't want to fall in love…would you?

Well for your case, yes. You're in love, you're madly in love with a pretty boy. With how he skillfully combs back his hair into a duck tail and how his bottom lip juts out just a bit when he's deep in concentration, you're just melting at just the thought of him, of Elvis Presley.

He's everything you're looking for in a man, a future husband you hope and dream. He’s kind, caring, funny, generous, courteous, and humble. It goes on and on and on and you wouldn’t be panting by the endless list at all because you'll be too busy listing off every praise in the universe. Your mind is just filled with everything Elvis, in every single nook and cranny.

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Closing the locker door with a tinny slam, your eyes drift to the boy of your dreams. Just standing there with nobody accompanying him, you take the chance to admire him, admiring how his ever growing chest hairs peek out from behind his white short sleeved button up, his lean biceps fill out those sleeves so nicely and his simple black slacks just had to make you hitch a breath, they compliment his long legs so well.

You really do dream of approaching Elvis someday, to finally confess your love that you've been bottling up ever since the first day you saw him but you're shy, so shy that you'd be a shaking leaf just asking a teacher for directions to the art classroom and not only that, you're scared of rejection, you know everyone else is too but it still doesn't change your mind to have the courage to walk up to Elvis Presley and blurt out the three words.

As you sigh and grip your books closer to your chest in longing, his eyes pierce into yours. You didn't know he could stop time because the brief moment of the both of you staring feels like the bustling crowds around you just freeze.

Trying to take an even deep breath, you swallow thickly as he strides towards you. Your wrists ache at the growing pressure against the edges of the books but you don't care because all you're thinking is if your knees are about to collapse at the blessing of seeing Elvis' shy but also charming grin.

“You're Y/n, right?” he asks.

You nod quietly and he breathes out a shy chuckle, stuffing his hand into his pocket, he nods back and you're guessing, out of nervous habit, he scratches the back of his neck.

“I-I’m Elvis…and uh- This m-m-might sound crazy but uh- I've seen you around these places and thought you're real pretty” he states.

He thought you're pretty? No. Real pretty? Oh your dreams must be having a real good time, you can't bring yourself to believe that, he couldn't possibly think that, he's got so many other girls who are far prettier than you that he could choose from, right?

“And uh- ah can't keep my head f’om shuttin’ up to ask ya if ya..uh.. w-w-wanted to go on a date with me?” his eyebrows raise just the slightest bit.

A date?! You? He’s asking you on a date? You swear, you're hearing wedding bells in your head and not the ones from the church a few blocks down that you'd willingly get married in if he asked you to or you're preferred choice, wanted to.

This can't be real, right?

“Y-you don't gotta say yes if ya don't wanna but just thought ah’d better take someone like you out before I regret myself”

He stammers with his head lowering towards his chest and rubbing the back of his neck with a small crooked smile.

Your overly religious parents would scold you for using his name in vain but…

Oh God

Gulping again for- you think, the 20th time. You clutch your books even tighter than before, fully aware that it would definitely leave red marks on your skin. Trying your best to not appear overly shy, you grip at that ounce of courage and give Elvis a small smile.

You've been dreaming of this.

“I-I’d love to”

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Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, OH. MY. GOSH.

You're going on a date with Elvis Presley…

You're going on a date with Elvis Presley!

As you close your bedroom door and plop your books down on your desk, you gasp softly in your hands in absolute shock. How did you land on such luck? Or whatever it is. Turning yourself around, you sit at the end of bed and dig your face deeper into your hands.

Trying to process your thoughts but of course, all you could ‘process’ is the image of Elvis, the guy that walked up to you. The boy who asked you on a date!

“Ah!!” You squeal, slamming yourself back on the bed, kicking your feet in the air with so much excitement.

Your hands dragging down your face don't do anything to your big smile, you're just amazed, in awe, so in love.

Then a thought comes into your head. What are you gonna give to Elvis as a token of appreciation?

Others might not think of anything like that but to you, it feels necessary. Elvis is taking time out of his day to take you out so why wouldn't you give him something for such a kind gesture?

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“Thank you…”

You smile as Elvis helps you out of the car, your small hands held by his large ones, you feel calluses on his fingertips from what you know and saw, playing his guitar during lunch breaks and occasionally at the local park on weekends. Their firmness slightly nudges at the back of your hand, the warmth just engulfing your hand cosily. You couldn't be more satisfied at just the slightest touch from him.

Then as he leads you down the wide dirt and grassy track, you grip your knuckles together.

He didn't tell you where you were both going in Riverside Park for this date and as much as you adore and love Elvis, you're a little concerned but as you two near the riverbank and Elvis turns to you with a sweet boyish smile on his face. Your concerns wash away instantly.

“M’sorry this date ain't shiny and lavish…” he chuckles nervously.

“No, this is lovely, Elvis” you say softly, returning a smile.

You wouldn’t have this date any other way, it’s everything you’ve been dreaming of. Getting to sit beside the river with him, being in each other’s company, it’s perfect to you.

You have seen him with other girls at school before and when you saw how much of a gentleman he was to them just makes your heart stab itself with an arrow and you thought you know every kind gesture he does but he’s full of surprises because when he started taking off his jacket and laying it down on the grass, he had the audacity to melt your heart for the 100th time in the span of just 2 weeks.

“Don’t wanna get your pretty skirt dirty”

Of course with that little grin that you have memorised every detail from.

He is just…everything.

The conversation just flows so effortlessly and after some time it begins to fizzle out and you both sit in pleasant silence, you look out at the slow moving, crisp water and when you don’t expect it you both breathe in the fresh air at the same time. Whipping your heads around and bursting into a fit of giggles.

You want to spend your life with him.

Your mind runs with thoughts of how lovely this simple date is and when you turn to look at Elvis’ face, you accidentally let out a tiny gasp which you hope Elvis didn’t hear but of course he did. Turning to look at you with a slow growing smile and piercing blue eyes that ping through into your heart. You wouldn’t be surprised if he started laughing at your poor little heart thumping a thousand miles per hour.

Panting so much that its cheeks would flush a brighter red than it already is.

“Enjoyin’ yer time?” he asks with raised eyebrows, creating those cute little wrinkles on his forehead.

You nod with a small smile, hoping he wouldn’t notice how your cheeks grow a bit pink, almost like the same colour as his socks that are slightly exposed under his brown slacks.

He looks back at the water and you do the same. After a little while, you remember the thing you made for him. Quietly moving your arm, you dig in your skirt pocket and pull out a beaded bracelet with a colour scheme that you hope Elvis would like. Baby blue and gold. Finishing off with a white bead in the middle with a little gold encrusted heart on it.

“Um..Elvis?”

Your heart sighs at how he softly hums in response, turning to look at you with slow wandering eyes.

“Yeah?”

Holding in your breath, you close your eyes for a brief moment. You really do hope he’ll like it, you did work very hard on this little bracelet but if you had to be honest, you wouldn’t complain if he just throws it into the water and yells at you because it’s not much, It’s really not much compared to him using the fuel in his daddy’s car to drive you here and take time out of his precious day but you still like to hope.

Holding the small token in your hands, you lower your chin towards your chest. Gulping nervously at the non existent saliva in your desert-dry mouth.

“I-It’s not much but uh… I made you this a-as a thank you gift for- bringing me here a-and taking time o-out of your day- uhmp-” you stutter and with a bit of bravery and courage, you thrust your hands out more towards his chest.

Your heart almost jumps at the unexpected chuckle and your hands begin to tremble as you feel his fingertips brush your palm, picking up the homemade gift with a crooked grin on his handsome face. Your hands fall onto your lap, your brain shivering in delight. He’s so delicate and gentle at how he’s holding the bracelet and you just melt at how he takes the time to admire every single little bead that you know damn well costed you $1.50 for a small pack and the small gold encrusted heart being your only special bead that you didn’t want to use for anything that isn’t special, yes it’s not actual gold but you just thought a while ago that there could be a possible chance of a real special moment that this little bead would fit perfectly in which this moment is just that.

“Aw Y/n…that’s real sweet of ya, thank you” he drawls, still looking at the bracelet in hand. Shaking his head with a bigger grin, you quietly watch as he shimmies his hand through the bracelet, starting to doubt if it’s even going to fit, but it snaps in place and moulds around his wrist perfectly and as he looks up at you, you swear you felt your nerves in your body shut down for a split second.

Then your breath hitches as his hand softly and gently picks up your hand. This can’t be happening. Watching his hand lift yours up to his lips, his baby blues peering up at you, he places a delicate kiss on the back.

“...I love you”

[jazzically]

magp 8

ugggh even though im listening for it i dont always notice norris slipping into human voice till ex post facto it's completely seamless which is just AGAIN ITS SO SO COOL I ADORE THIS IDEA

OOH MY GOSH ABANDONED SPACE NEEDLE?!?!?!?!?

brilliant. fabulous lovely fantastic. i havent written much bc ive been concentrating too hard on understanding the academic paper lol but it's sooo goood i love this

hell yeah metaphorical hunger and spooky parking lots

UGH OK SORRY (im only apologizing to myself bc i keep pausing per every 10 seconds audio) but like another reason this episode is gorgeous is that even throughout the description of the experience, the author maintains a mostly academic tone and references the original purpose of telling the story when appropriate. in short, this new format — and every such new medium of storytelling brought to the series through each episode — is not some flimsy shell covering up a spooky statement, some excuse to tell the tale that needs to be conveyed. this case actually sounds like a scholar's genuine description of the events that led him to begin a scientific study and OOOGH THATS!!!! MARVELOUS

k back to listeni Oh another thing — alex does really well with controlling the amount of subtle pauses and inflections in speech (decreasing their frequency when robotic, increasing their frequency when speaking as a human)

OOOOH IS THIS ONE A CALLBACK TO MAG 48: LOST IN THE CROWD MAYHAPS..... (i love that episode did you know i love that episode)

with the matching clothes and eVERYthing god

ykw i see it now. valid. the stranger. as far as im concerned theres still a case for the lonely so these two are giving more of like a mashup of both i think

AUGH im doing it again. stop trying to categorize!!!!!

THIS IS ACTUALLY SO SCARY WTF

i dunno i just really like that at the beginning alice assigns these names to the computer's various voices and we just start calling them that. it feels so natural, like another office shtick, that you forget we don't actually know their names

oh wait he actually did lose his finger!!!? whoa

god i just love alice

alice's and gwen's personalities are very interesting

aw man i miss teddy dude. he seemed like a great guy. i didn't quite register fully that bro was leaving (although now that i can sort of see the larger structure of the story unfolding, i understand the setting up of plot in ep 1 better. it feels cool to think about)

geez this is a long one

FOLY HUCK

GIGI???????

HOLY CHRISTHUBIJOGSIEIHS ITS ACTUALLY GERRY I MISSED YOU GERRY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

ok so is this an actual alternate universe??? or did this just happen before gerry died ???????? huh???????? then how do they have jonny's and martin's voices on some random old computers????? OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO screams and fixates and yells

GERTRUDE YAAAAASSSSSSSSS i hope she gets to cackle i really really do

ok wait this can't possibly be in the past because the ep about the voyeur blog post movie thing had entries from like 2022 iirc

HUH

oh yea i nearly forgot gerry paints!!!

This is so fricking funny i bet gerry keeps calling gertrude "gigi" just to annoy her

WAIT is he actually her grandson?? was that mentioned in the original series ???

gertrude answer the question

AWW GERRYS HAPPY he sounds so joyful and it makes me wanna cry he was so cool and awesome and deserved better in tma

TELEPORTATION??? HELLO?

OMG CELIA WAS ON WTG THE WORLDBUILDING GOES CRAZY

wHEW ok that was a long (and amazing) one. lot of HMMMs goin on in my head rn. EEEEE

[writer-of-daydreams]

Just A Business Deal (Pt. 4)

College AU

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word count: 1, 753 words.

Summary: You and Bucky make a business deal to get married for the benefits. More financial aid for college, sharing the apartment rent and keeping your mind off of a heartbreak, what could go wrong?

Warnings: It's all pretty innocent stuff actually. This is going to be looooong so beware.

Author's note: Hello! I am back! Thank you for your patience. Also, although this chapter is mild please DO NOT interact with this if you're not 18 years or older because future chapters might not be PG-13. Also please don't steal any of my work!! Thank you!

y/n = your name ---- y/l/n= your last name ---- Mx. = gender neutral for your choosing!

You laid in your bed smiling with the leftover excitement of the day. You toy with the hem of your shirt as you reminisce the events of today.

After you and Bucky got married, you decided to celeberate by eating tacos at your local taquería. The lady that always served you smiled with excitement when she saw the rings on your fingers.

"Finally!" she exclaimed and offered you a free meal.

After she left, the both of you turned to each other and laughed at the silliness of the comment.

"Can you imagine?" Bucky asked, mouth filled with food. "You and I actually getting married?"

You scrunch your face and playfully shoved his shoulder from across the booth.

"Oh please, you would be lucky to be married to me." You replied.

"Did you forget doll? I am married to you." He laughed and looked into your eyes.

You shook your head with a light smile on your face. A comfortable silence settled in between the two of you as you finished your food.

You decided that the next best thing that you could do to celebrate your "marriage" was to go bowling. Bucky drove you in his car and you guys sang your favorite songs at the top of your lungs. The windows were rolled down and you felt the nice breeze on your face.

You arrived at the place and settled into your bowling lane. You were about to type in your name on the screen when Bucky called out to you.

"Wait, hang on a sec. Close your eyes," he said grabbing you by the shoulders and moving you next to the screen.

"Buck what are you doing?" you giggled.

"Ok, open them!" He said proud of his little antic.

You laughed as you saw the names displayed now on the big screen.

Mr. y/l/n

Mx. Barnes

"Get ready to get crushed!" Bucky exclaimed while rolling up his sleeves.

He walked towards the bowling balls and carefully weighed each one until he found the perfectly balanced one. He sauntered towards the alley and concentrated on his move.

You took a second to appreciate Bucky's carefree attitude. You remembered the first years after the accident when he would hide his prosthetic arm. He would always wear long sleeves and gloves which he claimed were for "poor circulation" to whoever asked. It was nice to see him finally feeling confident in himself.

Your gaze scanned his form and marveled at how well the suit fits him. It has been years since you've seen him dressed up and you can admit he was a handsome guy. The person who ends up marrying him will be lucky, you thought to yourself.

Your snapped out of your thoughts as you heard the pins collide with each other and fall down, giving Bucky a perfect strike.

"Ha! Beat that," he pointed at you and sat down next to you.

You stood up and copied Bucky by carefully selecting the bowling ball you'd choose for the night.

You continued playing round after round. Somewhere along the fifth round one of you ordered beer and began drinking. Your precision decreased but the fun only seemed to increase.

You played until an employer had to kick you guys out. You felt sorry for the kid, he was a teenager and seemed obviously scared of Bucky. You smiled at the worker, apologized for the inconvenience and dragged Bucky by the arm.

The cool air of the night was refreshing to your face. You inhaled the fresh air and closed your eyes too engulfed in the moment to notice Bucky staring at you.

"So, Uber or Steve?" you asked with your eyes still closed.

"Uh, what?" Bucky was too busy looking at your peaceful face to hear what you asked.

"Neither one of us is in good shape to drive. So," you repeated turning towards Bucky. "Uber or Steve?"

"Oh, uh Uber" he replied pulling out his phone from his pocket. "Steve will definitely ask too many questions about us so, best to avoid" he said. His Brooklyn accent becoming thicker with the alcohol in him.

You simply nodded and placed your hands in your pockets for a little bit of warmth.

The two of you waited a couple minutes for the Uber and went home. It was already midnight by then and you two decided to turn in once you reached your place.

You were about to go in your room when Bucky grabbed you by the arm.

"Wait," he said turning you around.

You stared at him expectantly, noticing the closeness that you had. You could smell his scent of mint and a touch of alocohol on his breath.

"Goodnight doll," he said and kissed your forehead. He turned around and went into his room, locking the door behind him.

You stood in the doorway for a few second until you followed suit and went inside as well. You went into the shower, changed into your pajamas and carefully hung your "wedding" dress.

You stared at the wedding rings on your left hand. The light reflecting on the little gems that adorned the band. It was a beautiful ring, you were amazed at how well it suited your style. You stared at it for a second and then carefully removed it and placed it on your jewelry box. The color of the ring making a beautiful contrast with the red velvet that covered the box.

This is where you were, thinking about the day with a smile that could not be wiped from your face. It took a while but eventually the excitement faded and you fell asleep.

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Life is about balance, the ying yang and what not. Which is why it makes sense for today to go horrible for you. One perfect day, one nightmare-ish day.

You woke up late since you forgot to chrage your phone the night before. Your class started in thirty minutes which only gave you enough time to quickly change and rush to your class. Your normal routine of showering and having breakfast flowing out the window.

You quickly changed into sweatpants and a hoodie you found laying on the floor. You grabbed your backpack and rushed towards the door.

"Wow easy there, where's the fire?" Bucky joked.

"I'm late for class which would not have happened if I had remembered to charge my phone but because someone decided to get us home late and drunk I forgot and the alarm didn't go off. I also have an exam right now which I didn't study because I was too busy getting married to you." You said grabbing your car keys and putting on your shoes.

"Hold up, what? You're saying this is my fault?" Bucky replied. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and furrowed his brow.

"Yes, I-uh. I don't know, maybe" you said and rushed out the door without a goodbye. You knew it wasn't his fault and he didn't deserve to be yelled at. You mentally cursed yourself and decided you will make it up to him by bringing home donuts for him.

You got into your car and rushed out of the house. To your dismay, it seemed as though everyone left the house at the same time because you were now stuck in traffic. You managed to get to campus with five minutes to spare. Your professor was the type to close the door and not let anyone in on exam days.

"Everyone made the effort to be here on time, it is not fair to distract the other students for your tardiness," he told the class on your first day.

You managed to get to class on time. You were panting and sweaty from the run. A slight red tinted your cheeks when the professor stopped mid-sentence and waited for you to sit down.

You finished the exam- which you struggled with the entire time- and were fighting a terrible headache from the "wedding" hangover.

You had two classes that day but, having an essay due the next day, you decided to stay on campus to finish your assignment. That is when you realized you left your laptop at home and couldn't do your essay as you planned.

Defeated, you walk towards the cofee shop to order your favorite drink in hopes of cheering you up. The shop was almost empty except for the lady at the register, a few students on their computers and three people on the line with you.

After the girl in front of you ordered, you walked towards the cashier.

"Hi!" you say faking a cheer "can I please get a hazelnut coffee with whipped cream?" you ask.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said with a pitying tone "we're out of hazelnut and whipped cream."

With a sigh you settled for a plain coffee. You opened your backpack to look for your wallet but you couldn't find it. You opened every pocket and moved every item you had, you even checked the inside of your phone case just in case you had money there but to no avail. You shot the lady- who was looking between you and the man behind you expectantly- an embarrassed look.

"I'm sorry," you said to both the lady and the guy behind you. "I must've forgotten my wallet at home."

"Here, it's ok. This one's on me." The man behind you stretched his credit card to the lady who happily took it. He placed his order as well.

"Thank you, really but I can't have you do that," you told him hurriedly. He reminded you a little bit of Steve. He was blonde with blue eyes but different than Steve's caring eyes or Bucky's beautiful ones. The man had a look which you couldn't place just yet but he seemed caring as well, or at least that's what you thought.

"It's ok, it seems like you're having a rough day today. It's the least I can do. Besides," he continued flashing you a smile, "I can't have someone as pretty as you in distress."

You opened your mouth to respond but the lady interrupted you.

"Here you go!" The lady gave you both your drinks and bid you a good day.

"I promise, I'll pay you back." You told him, thankful for the stranger in front of you.

"You can sit down with me and I'll consider it even." He told you.

You thought about it for a second and realized there was no harm in that. He picked a booth and you both sat down.

"So what's your name?" he asked.

"I'm y/n" you told him after taking a sip of your coffee. "And you?"

"I'm John, John Walker."

Just a Business Deal tag list: Thank you for replying the other post, I think I fixed it!

@toothhurtyam @mxrvelinhrt @vicmc624 @bbgem329 @moviequeen51

[katsuriin]

Hello!! Can I request Bakugo with a s/o who’s already a pro hero and got her shoulder dislocated/injured during an intense fight? (and lets say for whatever reason recovery girl can’t heal her)

❥Bakugou with a badly injured s/o

wc: 0.6k

gn!reader

a/n: hey! I don’t often do written pieces like this but I decided to for this request so it can be a 200 follower special!! thank you for all your support loves 💕💕 and thank you baby for the request!! I love writing for my favourite gremlin sm 💕🥺

his first reaction?? ofc he's pissed off 

gets pissed off at everyone in a 5 mile radius of you

and then gets pissed off at you

he's the type to care about you in the most roundabout way possible way because he has a ✨reputation✨

lots of insults and lectures but he's also incredibly proud of you for being so selfless but he doesn't really know how to express it

The last thing you remember are his crimson eyes and his worried yells before you blacked out. When you woke up again you were in a hospital room with a dull throb of pain in your left shoulder. The doctor in the room looks at you and sighs in relief, the action making you raise your eyebrows a bit.

"Ah sorry, I would rather speak to you directly about your condition rather than... Ground Zero.. he's a bit scary..." you giggled softly in response before encouraging the doctor to continue.

"Right so the damage done can be healed but it will take some time and a lot of physiotherapy. Recovery Girl has dramatically decreased the amount of pain you're in right now but the effects will wear off eventually...we expect you to be out of hero work for about 3 months but it could be reduced to two if you take the painkillers and rest a lot as advised..."

As he carried on talking about your condition you zoned out a bit. No hero work for 2 months at least? What were you supposed to do? just sit at home all day? The more you thought about it the less appealing it seemed and the more you felt the gravity of the situation sink in. It was too long and you knew it, and felt the pain in your shoulder increase a bit as if on cue.

You were broken out of your reverie by the door to your room slamming open. The doctor's face visibly paled, muttering something about giving you alone time before scurrying past the panting blonde in the doorway.

"Katsuki..." you start weakly, sensing an outburst from him already.

"Oh my god [Y/N], you're so duMB what were you thinking going after that dick yourself" he shuts slams the door shut before making his way over to you "It could've been so much worse and I was right there you should've fucking waited I was-I-I was a couple of seconds too late.." He more or less collapses, his knees hitting the ground and his head on the white sheets of your bed, shaking. 

"Katsuki, none of this was your fault okay? I went after him myself, It's my fault" you take his trembling hands in your right hand, bringing his hand up to your lips before kissing it softly. "Please don't blame yourself" You say softly, eyes becoming wet at you take in your boyfriend's broken state. You shuffle to the side of the bed before tugging at Bakugou's hand, prompting him to get onto the bed with you. He complies easily, getting on the bed with a gentleness you know is reserved for you only.

You lay his head on your uninjured shoulder and let him hide his face there as you stroke his head.

"It'll take a couple of months but I will heal okay? the doctor mentioned some painkillers but they're kinda strong so I trust you'll be there to help me when I'm all woozy because of them yeah?" you giggle softly when he nods his head a little. 

You feel an overwhelming amount of love for the normally hotheaded boy clinging onto you, so you press kisses and whisper soft words of affirmation into his hair, practically feeling the tension leave his body.

bonus: he ends up falling asleep not long after that, much to all the doctors relief and Kirishima's amusement, who came to check up on you.

[atinydise]

Fingers

❦ Genre: Smut.

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1k2.

❦ Smut warning: fingering.

❦ A/N: Day 3 of “Ateez New Year Writings, Edition 2021” 🦋 This is my first time writing a smut or something “really” detailed so please be nice with me lmao. It might feel a little bit awkward?? idk but I did my best even tho I was like “Gosh am I really writing this?” Anyway! Enjoy 🤍

“Y/N as always, the last one to arrive.” Clapped sarcastically your friend. “Sorry I had a problem. At home.” You apologized, sitting at the last seat. “What did I miss?” “Hum... Soonbin is still crying about his ex-girlfriend and Ashley promised that she won’t drink tonight.” “But these 3 glasses there...?” “We all have problem Y/N.” Replied Ashley taking the bottle of wine back. “Sure.” You patted her shoulder. “Can you imagine that?! She’s already has someone else in her life.” Shouted Soonbin, completely confused. “Here we go again...” sighed Yubin but still ready to listen her friend. Not that you didn’t care about the pain your friend was going through, but your mind was really far away from here. Actually, you didn’t say the truth about your delay to your friends. Your problem at home wasn’t the plumbing or your lost keys neither, but Yunho.

Your boyfriend came to your apartment just when you were getting ready to meet your friends for a cool dinner. He came to spend a moment with you, but you completely forgot to tell him that you would be outside. “It’s okay babe, I can stay here watching a movie.” He smiled, putting down the pizza he brought on the coffee table. “Aw, I feel so bad. I should have told you.” “And I should have told you that was coming.” He kissed your forehead. “When do you need to leave?” You glanced at the hour on microwave, “hm... 15 minutes?” “Oh so... can I cuddle you for 15 minutes?” He opened his arms for you to come in. “Don’t ask me twice.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your face against his chest. “Teddy Bear is the perfect nickname for you.” You giggled, enjoying his embrace. “Because I’m nice and soft?” “Yeah... You are the softest boy on this planet.” “Soft? I can be rough you know.” It would be a lie to say that you didn’t have a 'heartbeat' at his words. “Sure babe.” You giggled. He stepped back, hands on your shoulders. “What? You don’t believe me?” “Ahem... you have always been so nice to me.” You avoided the eye-contact. “You know what? I bet I can change your mind only with my fingers?” He smirked, showing his hand right in front of you. “Bet.” You replied, staring a bit too long at the vein popping out. You thought that it was only a stupid bet which would never arrive or at least not now, until Yunho picked you up to put you aggressively (but still softly) on the kitchen’s counter. “What are you doing?” You chuckled when you felt his hands lifting your skirt. “I’m winning my bet.” He smirked before kissing your neck. “Y/N can you believe it?!” Asked Soonbin. “Huh?” You mumbled dumbly. “Oh! No, I don’t believe it this is insane!” You claimed, sipping in your drink to erase your dirty flashbacks. “What would you do if you were me?” “She would do exactly like us. Forget her! She’s completely useless and doesn’t deserve you.” Sighed Ashley, holding her glass. “Why I can’t meet someone else too?” He whined. “Because we can’t even walk next to a nail bar without you having a mental breakdown.” “But she had the prettiest fingers I’ve ever seen. I loved to gift her some rings or stuff.” "And now she kept every ring except you. How can you give her a 1K ring? Are you crazy or dumb?" Asked Yubin, slapping the back of his head. "Both." Claimed Ashley, sipping for the thousand times. Fingers. You bit you lip at the thought of Yunho’s long fingers. It was one of the best things you liked on him. Especially when he teases you with it. When he slipped his hand in your panty, you couldn’t hold the surprise moan that escaped from your lips. “You were clearly not expecting this?” He smirked, kissing your shoulder. “I need to leave.” You bit your bottom lip and wrapped your arm around his neck. “Your mouth says that you need to leave, but your body is saying...” he removed his fingers off your panties and showed them to you. “Saying the opposite. Look at this wetness.” “Since when did you learn to be so cocky?” You asked, catching back your breath. “I had a good teacher.” He smirked. “I’m not co-” You gasped when he pushed 2 fingers inside you. “Cocky?” He finished while increasing the speed. Your grip on his collar tightened and you buried your face in the crock of his neck. “So?” “S-Shut up.” “I knew it.” He giggled. “Hello Earth, we are calling Y/N.” Said Yubin waving her face in front of your face. “Huh? W-What?” You shook your head. “Sorry I was thinking about work.” “Work? Do your work is so interesting that you are biting your lip until blood?” “I think her ‘work’ is called ‘Yunho’.” Winked Ashley. “Oooouh.” Whistled all of your friends together. “Do you have this 'spicy freaky deaky' talk for us Y/N?” “No! Except that you are all a bunch of perv.” You sipped your drink again. “That’s why you were this late?” “I’m going to be late.” You mumbled against his shoulder. “Then what are you waiting for? I know you are reaching your limit.” He decreased the speed before stopping completely. "Argh, but it feels so good..." you admitted, gripping his wrist to hold on something. Without wasting any time, Yunho slid back out and slammed into you as fast as possible. You threw your head back, giving Yunho more access to your neck. Moans and whines flew freely from your lips. You could tell that your boyfriend was enjoying this side. Even if you felt a little pain when he entered his fingers without any warning, you loved the sensation just after it. His moves were fast and straight, no teasing, nothing. "Y-Yunho, I'm-" "I got you babe." Yunho decreased his pace once again before slamming back and forth slowly. The intensity was driving you insane and you knew you wouldn't last long. "You are so beautiful when you are about to cum." He praised you, staring at your teary eyes. "S-Stop looking at me like this." You tried to cover your face. "If you hide your face, I stop." He threatened you. "I hate you." You moaned when he rubbed your folds. "Don't hold it back babe." Before you could add something, the knot in your stomach disappeared, your head was spinning, and you couldn't feel your legs anymore. Your back felt right on the counter. You tried to catch your breath back while Yunho gently fixed your skirt back. "Do you need some water?" He giggled, hovering a little bit over you. "Y/N." Ashley called you once again. You focused back on your friends sat around you, still wondering why they needed to call you at least twice to get your attention. "Guys... I'm sorry I need to go." You couldn't help to show the smile forming on your face. "What? But we haven't-" "I'm sorry! Let's do this tomorrow okay? I have something important to do." You grabbed your coat and bag. "Are you really leaving us for some d-" "Exactly." You said before she could finish. "See you tomorrow." You waved at them before almost running to the exit of the restaurant. ["Don't fall asleep, I'm coming back home. Right now. We have something to finish."] You texted Yunho in the first taxi you jumped in. ["See you in 5 minutes babe. ;)"]

[hes-writer]

Exclusive Content

this is a master list of all one shots, blurbs, series parts, and unfinished content that i have posted on patreon (so far)! click the title to read the sneak peek (if i’ve posted one)

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*+VALENTINE’S DAY

the one where harry has an eventful day

“Shit! Are you crazy?” Y/N gasped in surprise when the passengers seat was occupied, the door opening and slamming shut all while the car moved at a speed of 15 km/h —cursing her forgetfulness for not clicking the locks shut.

“Keep driving!” The passenger shouted, looking back through the windshield.

* ACHY BACK

the one where y/n’s back hurts and harry draws a bath

“Took too long,” Y/N mumbled as they met in the middle, knuckling tiredly at her eyes. A pout sat on her face as Harry stopped himself from ducking his head and catching her plush lips with his, craving the sweet taste of her and her strawberry lip balm. Her arms wrapped around his snatched waist, halting his breath at the tightness of her embrace and settling for a kiss on her forehead, the scent of her shampoo wafting in his nostrils, knowing that she had taken a shower hours prior. Her back had been aching since then, the pain barely bearable for her stature, causing a crease in between his brows.

+ A LETTER TO THE MAN I’VE LOVED

the one where harry receives a letter from y/n

Is it really worth it to look back in retrospect about ‘what had been’ when she can think about ‘what could have been’ if both of them realized their faults? Granted, he was more resilient in that sense than her, but he was no better at the time. She made mistakes and it had haunted her to this day, practically killing her with each moment she spent without him by her side.

+ UNWAVERING (1) (2) (3) (4) (5)

the one where harry cheats (another version of ‘a cheat’)

"I-I'm in a bit of a rush, baby.” He took a step back, increasing the distance between them. "I have a meeting today. Lots of work to be done," Harry responded his tone suggesting that he didn’t want to talk anymore. Y/N nodded to please him.

"Right. Maybe we can go out tonight to grab some dinner," She suggested, a hopeful glint in her eyes and he almost felt guilty for putting her at the back burner of his mind.  

"I really have to go, baby," Peeking his head around her frame, he spotted the untouched toast and apple juice resting on where he should be. "I'm sorry."

+ ALL I ASK

the one where feelings aren’t mutual and hearts are broken

“I don’t want to be scared of what will happen tomorrow or if all we have is right now because we’ll have nothing left but I am,” A sob ripped through his throat, emotions were heightened tenfold because she was so close yet so far and they were still Harry and Y/N but at the same time they weren't. They’ve changed over the span of one night. “All we have is tonight,”

* LITTLE PRINCE

the one where harry and y/n are 7-year olds

Harry gasped in horror, crouching to his knees and getting his knee dirty beside the girl.

"Y/N? Y/N! Are you okay? I'm so so sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen. I swear I wasn't mad at you, I was just jok- Why are you smiling?" Harry yelped, panic evident in his shrill voice. His hands wandered towards her face, tilting it left to right, up and down, searching for any visible and invisible injuries besides the bump on her forehead.

RENEGADE

the one where y/n teaches harry the ‘renegade’ dance

“What are y’doing?” Harry asked, his eyes wide as his large palms ruffled the fluffy towel on his damp curls. The steam from the bathroom escaped to your bedroom where you were panting with effort, your chest heaving so hard that the peaks of your breasts rose with each breath. 

“Uh, what are you doing?” You retorted slowly, hiding your hands behind your back were your fingers gripped your phone. Your thumb dug hard on the volume bottom, frantically trying to decrease the music from the phone speaker. 

DROP THE TOWEL (m)

the one where harry does the ‘drop the towel’ challenge

“Hey, babe,” He greeted, walking closer to you in a towel that made him feel liberated. You hummed in a silent greeting, giving him a smile before doing a double-take at his appearance. He dropped the towel on the floor, his length hanging proudly between his legs. 

You gasped at the sight, the knife clanging on the marble counter, “Ooh, hi there,”

He smirked cockily, watching your eyes observe his body, tongue subconsciously peeking out between your lips until you snapped your head to the window, “Oh my god! There are people out there, Harry,” You wailed in alarm, bending over to hand him his towel.

DREAM WITH ME (exclusive content as of right now) - this fic will be posted on Tumblr when I return from my hiatus

the one where y/n has trouble falling asleep

Harry’s admiration gets interrupted when a sudden jolt took over Y/N’s body. He dropped his mouth open a little in shock, rubbing her back soothingly when she whimpered quietly, “Shh, it’s okay. You’re safe with me,” She must have had experienced one of those moments when she was falling until her vision drooped to a shaded black. 

DIGRESS (1) PROGRESS (2) REGRESS (3) 

the one where love fails

What happens when love fades away? How do you cope with the feelings disappearing slowly like a blot of dark blue paint diluting with every stroke of a ruffled paintbrush? Y/N wondered if there was a chance to fixing what has been lost--what has disappeared as the canvas soaked through in a permeated osmosis. Coating the brush of blue with white paint took several layers to completely cover the mistakes. There had to be an effort in wanting to make the faults and errors completely opaque from the eye; the bleary, watery irises soaked with tears, dampening her lashes in a thick haze as she cried.

ROUTINE (1) (the first part will be posted on Tumblr when I return from my hiatus. following parts will be patron-exclusive content)

the one where harry is a camboy

In a blink of an eye, Harry’s toned body was showcased on the screen, allowing him to view what his viewers had the pleasure of seeing. The ‘LIVE’ sign blinked repeatedly.

“Hello,” Harry drawled out purposefully using a deeper tone to set the mood. “How are you today?” His fingers stayed hung over the armchair, griping it slightly when comments started rolling in.

NOTES ON CAMP (1) (2) (3) (exclusive content as of right now) - this fic will be posted on Tumblr when I return from my hiatus

Y/N plastered a smile on her face as she shook Belle’s hand. “Sorry but I need to steal Harry away,” Belle tugged on his tattooed arm, fingers clasping around his wrists as he started walking along with her. “See you, Y/N!” Harry greeted, turning around with his arm draped over Belle’s shoulder.

“See you,” She whispered under her breath, looking at his retreating figure towards the cafeteria. Y/N couldn’t help the disappointment she felt, her shoulders slouching at the realization that it was too good to be true. Of course, he had a girlfriend.  A gentleman with chiselled features and a caring personality complimenting her? No way. Still, she wasn’t too sad about it. It wasn’t like they’ve known each other for long. Plus, they were co-workers! It would feel wrong to start a relationship anyway.

STRESSED OUT

the one where y/n is stressed and harry wants her to take a break

“What d’ya mean I don’t get it?” He closed the paperback, making sure to clip in his bookmark to save his spot.

A pregnant pause slithered the room. Her fingers typing against the keys of her laptop ceased as she shot him a glare, “You’re not studying, are you? All you do is write songs, fiddle with a few instruments and sing it in front of people who adore you,”

Harry physically pulled his chest back. He felt like he had been shot. He knew she didn’t mean it though, but it still hurt to hear, “O-oh. I didn't know y-you felt that way,”

She continued, “You don’t know what it’s like having to spend hours researching so you don’t get anything wrong. Sleepless nights to perfect one paragraph that my professor nitpicks to the bone,” Y/N penned a few words on her notebook, not noticing the pout plastered on Harry’s face.

DESSERT

the one where harry wants something else

She pulled away, shaking her head adamantly, “No way! I spent all day cooking and you’re not gonna skip it just to eat my pussy,”

He the corners of his eyes squinted in offence at her description, “Your pussy’s top tier, baby.” Harry ‘tsked’ his tongue, “If yeh didn’t know that already, then I’m doing a horrid job,”

PET NAME

the one bff!harry just wants y/n to call him by his pet name

“Am I, Harry? Seems like you’re putting me at the back burner nowadays,”

He was speechless; had he? Harry didn’t mean to make her feel this way but he wasn’t aware that he was actively blowing her off for Ruby. And why won’t she call him ‘honey’? That was his nickname, wasn’t it? H stood for Harry but it was also the pet name Y/N had given him.

His voice emulated a soft, syrupy tone that lingered in the air whenever he spoke. He was the colour honey itself--golden and yellow like the colour of the sun. Harry was bright in its sense of intelligence and the way he illuminated the whichever room he entered. His kindness catered to everyone’s needs and left pieces of his heart wherever he went.

Harry was honey.

ROOMMATES SERIES (3) (4) (5) (6)

the one where harry and y/n are roommates

updates every 2 weeks!

will not be posted on Tumblr until the series is finished

Y/N gasped at Harry’s proximity, lids snapping open with her hand reaching over to pat along until she found her phone which was blaring with an alarm that she had set. Harry gulped, eyes wide as his mind ran through what the hell just happened.

“What are you doing here? Get out!” She yelled, tugging the sheets higher on her body. 

“I-I was just waking you up so you can make us dinner,” Harry stuttered out, his excuse sounding lame but he patted himself on the shoulder for making it up on the spot. Well, that was his intention in the first place until he got distracted.

FRIENDS DON’T MINI-SERIES (1) (2) (3)

“Is this okay?” Her doe irises searched his. Harry raised his head lazily to make eye contact, nodding his head with a bit lip. Y/N clenched her inner thighs together at his already blissed-out state, his pupils slowly becoming larger with arousal. “Friends don’t touch each other this way,” She purposefully drew out her statement, giving Harry an out of the situation if he needed to.

“More than okay,”

FIC EXTRAS #1 - TEASE

the one before ‘under the table’

“Fuckin’ dirty,” He spat, the pads of his thumb tracing circles on her hipbones, not feeling a trace of clothing resting on her hips. “Wearin’ a short dress with no panties,”

Y/N hummed, arms slanting behind her to support her upper body so that she could spread her legs further, making room for Harry’s hand. “Didn’t feel like it,”

“Y’just waiting for me to find out, hmm? You knew I couldn’t resist myself when you look so goddamn pretty,”

UNFINISHED DRABBLE #1

the one with fratboy!harry

“Y’alright?” Harry’s husky breath barely made its way to her ears, only then did Y/N feel the hand palming her lower back, another one gripped around her shoulders. Her front flushed against his own, feeling his hard chest on her heaving ones. She peeked one eye open, looking around at her angled stance, then to Harry who wore a concerned look scanning her face. Y/N nodded in response, blinking rapidly, her nipples hardening at a sudden cold breeze beneath the thin fabric of her dress, surely poking him through his shirt. She blushed at the thought and his brief glance over her where they touched, his eyes dilating the tiniest amount.

UNFINISHED DRABBLE #2

the one where harry’s a cheating asshole

Harry wormed his way through his delectable voice and his ever-present words that somehow scorched your shield to the ground. Again. He promised never to do it again and your love-sick heart trusted him. Again. 

But your trust wasn’t something that was particularly valuable to him. To Harry, it would always be there, lingering like the stars in the night sky; always present, always gleaming. Harry was very sorry for what he was doing to you. It was ironic, really; he hoped and prayed every day that you wouldn’t find out but his carelessness left everything out in the open.  

TEXT MESSAGES #1

the one where y/n has silly thoughts

TEXT MESSAGES #2

the one where harry and y/n share the same class 

[nalledimessi]

Graveyard & lost in the catacombs

Pairing: Klaus, Elijah & Reader

Word count: 1396

Drabble topics: Graveyard & lost in the catacombs.

Warnings: Mention of nudity but not descriptive.  

Author’s notes: Hello there my friends. Here I have the new drabble of October. I hope you like it. Thank you all, for the likes, shares and new followers. I know I have been focus on Elijah but I have gain an obsession with him right now, but if you may like to read about other character from The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Lucifer, Bones, The Mentalist and last but not least Supernatural, you can leave me a message and I would be glad to create one for you.

-Klaus!- you shout at the courtyard of the compound and after a few seconds he was in front of you.

-What happen love?- he ask oblivious to the situation.

-This is your fault- you poke his chest with your finger -this won’t had happen if you didn’t call him- tears start to form in your eyes.

He place his hands on the side of yours arms -Calm down love- he answer softly.

You smack his chest now with your fist -Calm down!? How? If the witches have Elijah! How do you want me to calm down?- you express furious.

-That isn’t possible, love- he said amused -he can easy take care of a few witches- he mention.

-He made a deal- the tears start to roll down your cheeks -he would go willing if they let me go if not he would kill them- you finish sobbing.

-Of course, my noble brother- he declared annoy and remove . -I promised I would bring him back to you, love- he express -now let’s first find where he is, shall we?- he motion his hand upstairs.

-I may have follow them- you bit your lip removing the tears from your cheeks - and know they’re at the graveyard on Lafayette cemetery- you clarified to him shyly.

-Explain me why you didn’t went on killing mood, then and there?- he questing you.

-Because Elijah would be mad if I do it without back up- you affirm.

-Al right- he said before starting the way to the cemetery.

Using your vamp speed the way to Lafayette cemetery wasn’t long.

-I will distract them and you take my brother out of here on my signal- Klaus communicate.

-Sure- you nod.

Klaus enter the cemetery in vamp speed, stand in front of the witches and did what he is best at, pissing people, then the chaos start, Klaus was able to take the witches far away from Elijah after a few attempts.

-Now love, he is where the catacombs begins- he whisper.

You found him where Klaus tell you. He was chain from his wrist to the ceiling, his head dangling and kneel to the floor, his impeccable suit shattered allowing you to see several wounds.

-I’m sorry my loved, I should have been here sooner- you exclaim walking in his direction and breaking the chain from his wrists making him fell in your shoulder -You have a fever- you declared once you feel the warmth coming from him.

-The entrance is block you need to find another way out- Klaus informed you -Now [Y/N], take him out now!- he shout at you.

-Right!- you pass his left arm over your shoulder and wrap your right arm behind his waist and then vamp speed into the catacombs, you stop when you put several feet’s away from the entrance in the catacombs maze.

He was starting to wake up when you sat him on the floor, you where kneeling in front of him when he open his eyes -Hello there handsome- you greet him.

-I think I made myself clear that I didn’t want you to be in any danger- he declared.

-And you well know I won’t listen to it- you reply -you pull apart a part of his suit avoid his shoulder -it looks like werewolf venom- you suggest.

-Nothing to worry about my darling- he took your hand away from his shoulder and gripping it tightly.

-Not for now- you agree -can you walk?- you ask him.

-Give me a minute- he express closing his eyes and leaning his head to the wall. 

You leave him rest and used your vamp speed to try and find a way out of the maze in the catacombs but never to far away from him.

-I think we are lost in the catacombs- you kneel in front of Elijah again.

-I’m very sorry I’m not of help right now, my dear- still with his eyes closed and his head lean in the wall he give you an smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

You lift your hand to his cheek making him open his eyes at the contact -You have werewolf venom in your blood, I’m surprised you are hold in it to well-

He took you hand to bring her to his lips and deposit a kiss in it -Because you’re here with me, otherwise I would be a madmen by now- he confess.

-Good to know that I still keep you on check- you acknowledge -Come on- you said helping him stand up -let’s find a way out of here to go home-

-You could leave me here- he offer.

-I haven’t leave your side from the last 500 years I won’t start right now- you answer him -I did added in our vows- you remember him.

-I do recall it, but I think is time to renew them- he suddenly express.

You look at him, a big bright smile in your face -Are you proposing again to me?- 

-Perhaps- a smirk appear in his mouth.

-Let’s get out of here first- you answer to him.

After what it seems like hours and a few dead ends you finally found and exit. You were back at the compound when Elijah’s fever was increasing.

-Where the hell have you been?- Klaus shout to you as soon you enter the compound courtyard.

-We get lost in the catacombs- you answer -it’s a maze down there- you add, supporting Elijah’s weight on your shoulders.

-I told you to get out of there not to go inside the witch covenstead- he shout.

-Instead of shouting at me, help me to take Elijah to our room, he pass out because of the fever- you said while trying to be calm.

-You could have said that before, love- he express before taking Elijah from you and vamp speed to your room.

You release a breath you didn’t know you were holding, you vamp speed to the kitchen taking two blood bags out of the fridge and two glasses and a bowl to then vamp speed to your room, when Klaus was leaving the room.

He set his right hand in your shoulder -He will be fine- he reassure you.

-Thank you Klaus- you answer.

-Always & forever, sister- he said before disappearing in direction to his room.

You enter your room and closed the door behind you, Elijah was lay down in bed still pass out, you walk to him to remove his clothes leaving him only in his underwear and cover him with the bed sheets.

You went to your bathroom, fill the bowl with water and took a hand towel before sitting in the chair next to Elijah resting form.

You submerge the towel in the bowl and once was damp enough you laid it across his forehead, the fever was still high and you need to keep changing the towel each few minutes for around an hour or so.

-It’s a pleasant sensation- he murmured to then open his eyes, his fever have decreased but still have it.

-How are you feeling?- you ask him softly.

-Like I have been dagger- he joke.

-Don’t give me reasons to do it brother- Nicklaus shout from his room.

-I forget you tend to become hilarious when you run a fever- you remark while damped the towel and laid it across his forehead again your hand press to it.

-Oh darling you know you love it- he chuckle a laugh.

-I love all of you Elijah Mikaelson- you remind him while getting the blood bag, emptying it in the glass and helping him sit with his back to the headboard. -Drink all, but slowly- you command giving him the glass, he just obey.

He place the empty glass in the nightstand -And I love you [Y/N] Mikaelson- he bend to kiss you in the lips, then he pull away and rest his forehead in yours -I was been serious- he announce.

-About what?- you question him, curious.

-Would you marry me again, [Y/N] Mikaelson?- he question you.

-I would love too- you answer him before he lift you from the chair and bring you over his lap on the bed kissing you passionately. -You still have fever, Elijah- you state between kisses.

-Fever for you, my dear- he declared while laying you down in bed before settle him above you.