Oct 1, 2020
Not the same anon, but if you'd allow me to elaborate: Azula doesn't even need words, just the omnious ting and that look in her eyes
all azula needs is that manic smile
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Not the same anon, but if you'd allow me to elaborate: Azula doesn't even need words, just the omnious ting and that look in her eyes
all azula needs is that manic smile
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Gerard was finally 49, you’d been with him since he was 45, and in those 4 years you’d had great sex.
He was so good at touching you, caring for your, his tongue was a magician, but tonight was special. You wanted to take care of him.
You knew he’d been looking into pegging, researching, exploring himself, so of course you took it upon yourself to order a strap-on, and tonight you wanted to fulfill Gerards fantasy.
He was sitting on the bed, feet crossed, typing away on his laptop.
“Gee, it’s your birthday…we should do something special for you.”
“Like what sugar? I don’t need anything special, I’m content with staying right here.”
You giggled at him, of course he was content with staying inside, he was sort of…a hermit of sorts.
You crawled onto the bed, sitting his laptop to the side, and straddling him. He grabbed your hips to steady you, hands grazing your ass as he did.
“C’mon Gee…we don’t gotta go out…jus lemme make you feel good…hm?” You said as you started to grind your self down on his already hardening cock.
You leaned down to connect his mouth to yours, him pulling you closer, kissing you with all tongue and teeth, nipping at your ear and neck.
“Yea? You wanna make me feel good…how you gonna do that sugar…hm?”
“Well…I know what you’ve been thinking about Gee, iv seen it on your laptop…don’t me shy…you want me to fuck you? Yea?”
He was taken back, face growing red as he stumbled on his words.
“I-I…sugar…y-you don’t have to do that…I-it’s nothing really. Just c-curious…”
“Is that why your cock is so fucking hard Gee? Just curious?”
You dug your hips into him, kissing his neck, peppering kisses down his chest as you removed his shirt, making your way down to his pants, rubbing into his cock like a cat.
You took his pants off, sliding the zipper down oh so slowly, Gerard watching with his mouth slightly agape.
Sliding them down, licking him through his underwear, and eventually sliding those off too.
“So needy…all for me hm?” You said teasingly as you pumped his cock, eventually sucking it, cupping his balls into your hands.
“C’mon Gee…spread your legs a little for me…wanna touch you.”
He did so easily. Sticking a fingering inside your mouth to lubricate it, you looked at him for approval before slowly sticking it inside him, pumping at an agonizingly slow pace. Hitting his prostate just right.
He was an angelic sight, tilting his head back, whining and moaning slightly as you fucked into him.
“I have a special surprise for you Gee…wanna make you feel so good, I’ll be right back m’Kay?”
He sighed, almost whined as you pulled away, leaving him feeling empty and needy as he watched you disappear into the bathroom.
When you came back out, his face grew red once more, seeing the strap-on you had purchased.
It wasn’t too big, you kept that in mind while shopping. It was a light fleshy tone, realistic almost, and you stood there, pumping it like it was real.
“You wanna try this…hm? I know you do Gee…”
He nodded at you, watching you crawl back on top of him, lubing up the dildo with precision, sticking a finger back inside him.
“Tell me you want it Gee…tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“P-please sugar…need you…need you to fuck me.”
You giggled, leaning down to kiss him, his neck, nipping at his ear, sliding into him slowly.
His whines and moans were making you soaked, watching his eyes roll back and his hips jerk back and forth.
“J-just like that baby…fuck-feels so good…don’t stop, please.”
You picked up the pace, fucking into him a bit quicker, hitting his prostate over and over, watching his cock twitch and his stomach tighten.
“Cum f’me Gerard…cum for mommy…please…wanna see you paint yourself.”
Your words were all it took, painting his stomach with his cum, moaning as he did so, you bent down, licking it up from him as you slowly pulled out of his hole.
“Happy birthday Gee…love you so much…”
THIS WAS FUN TO WRITE.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS SEXY CREATURE! <33
alr so I know you said platonic bowers gang, so I have a idea, basically them w a reader who isn’t in their school — like they met reader at the arcade or smth and the gang drags them around to hang out; their all touchy w reader cause that’s pratically their baby now !!
though the gang doesn’t want reader to know of what their actually like (which are bullies) .. to protect them of course, but maybe reader ends up finding out through accidentally stumbling upon where the gang (henry) was trying to carve his name into bens stomach ? the gang sees and then runs after reader to try and explain … I’ll leave the ending up to you honestly.
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Let me explain…
THIS IS SO SMART I LOVE IT???
Yandere!platonic!Bowers gang x reader
Ft: Henry bowers, Patrick Hocksetter, Victor Criss, Belch Huggins, Ben (I forgot his last name), and our amazing, handsome, beautiful reader.
Tw: yandere stuff, possessive behavior, patrick, violence, remember this is yandere BOWERS GANG so bewareeeee!!
Y/N ran into the arcade excited to play, they were trying to beat there high score. They were so focused on getting there they weren’t aware of there surroundings and accidentally bumped into someone. Y/N muttered out a sorry but the person grabbed there wrist, “What the hell is wrong with you?” He said turning Y/N around to face him.
Y/N is meet face to face with Henry bowers, Y/N has heard about him but never really cared to look into it. He had an angered look on his face and Y/N quickly thought of a way to diffuse the situation. “Uh, im so sorry! I really didn’t mean to..” they said looking at the ground in shame.
Henry raised an eyebrow and let go of there wrist. “Oh. Its- Its fine.” He said, after he said that his eyes widened what did he just say? He wasn’t actually letting the kid off the hook? Really? That wasn’t like him at all! Something in him just felt bad for lashing out at the kid… he didn’t know why he felt this.
Y/N perked up and then smiled “Alright then! Well buh bye.” They said before scurrying off to find there favorite arcade game.
Belch put his hand on Henrys shoulder, “What the hell was that?” He asked his friend that was now staring in shock. “I dont even fucking know.” He said before getting himself together with a huff. “What a weird kid.” He said before turning back to his friends.
“We gonna do anything about em’? Ive never seen that twerp around here.” Patrick said crossing his arms. Victor then chimed in, “Yeah I mean im pretty sure we would know them if they were around here.” Henry groaned. “Can you all shut up? Why do we care about them?” Belch then looked at the kid that was far away from them playing an arcade game. “I dont know, they seem interesting.” Belch said. There was like something drawing him towards them, it was strange feeling of wanting to protect.
Y/N was to focused on there game to notice the four teenagers staring into the back of there head, poor child not knowing what was to come.
There fate was already sealed with the bowers gang.
Y/N had officially beat there high score, they smirked and exclaimed under there breath. “Yes!” They whispered to themselfs. They were feeling pretty hungry so they were going to ask there parents if they could go eat or something.
Y/N started walking to the exit but they tripped over something, they fell onto the floor but caught themselves with there hands. They gasped and turned to see what happened, they couldn’t have just tripped on air! They say a tall boy with black hair and a mischievous grin on his face.
“Heyyyy~ I ain’t seen you around here before, you new here?” He asked staring down at the kid, there were three other boys with him including the one boy they bumped into.
Y/N awkwardly rubbing the back of there neck embarrassed, “Im not new ive been here before…” they said before a boy with blonde platinum hair spoke up. “Oh, never seen you around school ether what school you go to?” He asked with genuine curiosity.
Y/N stood up brushing themselves off and fixing there ruffled clothes. “I uh go to [school name].” Then he spoke again. “Oh.” He said looking at the kid feeling some weird attachment to them.
“Well I must get going now, uh later?” They said before trying to walk away but the boy they bumped into earlier grabbed there wrist tightly. “Do you think you can just turn your back on us? Show some respect and look at us.” He said with a glare and the kid looked surprised at his hostility.
“Oh- im sorry?” They said unsure of what was going on, Patrick noticed they obviously had no idea who they were so they might as well have fun with it.
A bigger boy walked up to Y/N, “Dont worry about Henry, hes just being a bit of a dick right now.” He said nudging Henrys shoulder to tell him to knock it off not wanting Henry to scare the them away. “Im Belch, nice to meet you.” He said holding his hand out feigning innocence as if he wasn’t one of the local bullies.
Y/N chuckled nervously and took his hand shaking it before quickly re-tracing there hand. “Uh huh.” They said before the skinnier boy with platinum hair stepped forward. “Im Victor, and behind me is Patrick sorry if he didn’t make the best first impression.” He said glancing at his tall friend annoyed.
Y/N hummed nodding there head. “Its fine, totally not going to see him in my dreams tonight.” They said sarcastically making Patricks smirk grow.
“So uhm nice to meet you guys and ta tah now!” They said making an attempt to leave again before one of them would stop them, again.
Victor quickly blurted out a “Wait!” And stepped in front of them. “Hey, we just meet. It would be a shame if you left so soon.” He said as a grin pulled at his lips. “Okay is this what were doing?” They said before Patrick took there wrist and started dragging them with the group. “Were going to have a great time kid.” He said while poor Y/N just followed after them so confused of what they were getting themselves into.
These boys were strange, but Y/N couldn’t lie they had some fun hanging out with these reckless teenagers eventually getting comfortable with them but still having this gut feeling something was wrong so they pushed down away and continued hanging with the odd boys.
How naive you are Y/N.
Y/N was walking home from school, just skipping along listening to the birds chirp and feeling a sense of peace and freedom they haven’t felt in a while soon it was all interrupted by a screams that sounded to be a boy Y/N looked around to find out where the sound was coming from and immediately started running towards it trying to play hero.
They saw the four boys they were starting to call there friends surrounding a boy a tormenting him Y/N was to stunned to speak, they felt betrayed and stupid. They should have listened to there gut feeling, what was wrong with these boys!?
Victor out of the corner of his eye saw a familiar kid with H/C hair staring at the scene in shock and he immediately stopped what he was doing to look at them.
Patrick looked at Victors face and raised an eyebrow, he was annoyed that he stopped so he turned around to see what all the fuss was about and muttered “Shit.”
Belch looked at his friends and then saw Y/N, he let go of the kid he was holding down and hit Henrys shoulder.
Henry was pissed and turned around angrily to see the familiar face of Y/N, he froze and clenched his jaw.
Patrick started to approach them with a chuckle, “Dont be so surprised, everyone tried to tell you.” He said in an almost mocking tone taunting the kid for there stupidity of trusting them.
Y/N turned on there heel and started to run out of anger and sadness, they felt tears prick in there eyes at Patricks taunt. Why were they surprised?
Henry dropped his knife and took off after Y/N before any of the boys could think, he felt sweat start to drip down his forehead. Soon the other boys followed behind leaving the kid Ben to run for it.
Henry was able to catch up to Y/N quickly, he harshly turned them around and pushed them to the ground so they couldn’t start running again. This gave him a moment to catch his breathe, Victor then stepped forward speaking up. “Look, just let- let us explain.” He said putting his hands up in surrender.
“Explain? Explain what!? That you guys are horrible people? That you guys have lied to me? What is there to explain!” Y/N snapped not even making an effort to get up.
Victor winced and Patrick yawned, “I mean, I dont know what you were expecting kid. You were just to naive.” He said with a slight laugh, Belch punched his shoulder.
“Look Y/N we were just teasing! We weren’t actually going to hurt him.” Blech said trying to defuse the situation.
“Thats not teasing, Belch! Thats bullying!” They said getting up and glaring harshly at the boys.
“Its fun! Cmon Y/N, live a little.” Patrick said smirking, Henry then spoke up. “Y/N why do you even care about him? We didn’t even do anything to you!” Henry said getting up into there face. “You lied!” They said back, backing away from him.
“Yeah well, its not our fault your so naive and gullible.” He said harshly, ouch. Y/N raised there eyebrows. “What is wrong with you!” They raised there voice, Henry gripped there chin firmly. “What? What was that Y/N?” He said daring them to say it again.
Patrick watched this go on with satisfaction, they did need to be put in there place.
Belch didn’t stop Henry because he felt this was far, they needed to learn anyway.
Victor watched feeling justified, he felt hurt by there words so this was deserved in his eyes.
“Ever raise your voice at me, ever and there will be consequences, understood?” Henry said speaking to Y/N as if they were a kid who was in trouble.
Y/N, not wanting to upset Henry any further obeyed. “Understood Henry.” They said before Henry pushed them away. “Now, are you going to stop being a brat?” He asked crossing his arms, Y/N felt frustrated at this but who were they to defy him? “Yeah.” They said gulping down the anger they felt.
“Good.” Henry smiled satisfied with there answer.
“Your never getting away Y/N.”
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I hope you liked it! :33 i feel rly nervous about this onedibhuibhdj

Was trying to remenber that one fic rec i saw on your blog of a role reversal au where SOUNDWAVE is the leader of the decepticons (can you tell me the name i want to read it but memory is shi-) paired it up with the echo garden and now i have a lil au in my mind
For now the working name is "seriously all it took was that?"
Basically quantum duplicate lost light, the crew is having a grand old time dimension hopping until they stumble upon a cons win au
They check it out after all in a lot of continuites the autobots are the winners
They expect a megatron to be an evil tyrant but what they find is a fucking soundwave calling himself the emperor of destruction and shockwave as his emperor consort (ive been on a wavewave kick)
They find out after a liltle more digging that this version of soundwave got fed up with megs bullshit especially after the forementioned mech grew so paranoid he started doubting HIM godamn extermined him and then proceded to stomp out the autobots in five (5) minutes
Worst of all SW caught wind of the LL and now is very intrigued with them
Also i have been having thoughts about this aus tarn ooohhhh they havent solidified into a set idea yet
B - bye
Oh here easy that's Where Loyalties Lie
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I really, truly think decepticon leader!Soundwave is one of those super juicy underrated ideas, if just because there's fun ways to go about the dynamics and his particular loyalty to the faction (oughhj decepticon leader who considers himself a servant to the Cause)
It also plays off of the scrapped G1 concepts that Soundwave would've been the one trying to overthrow Megatron and Starscream was the uberloyal one before the two got switched!!
I'll admit, it is very enjoyable when Soundwave is the one to recognizes that Megatron's doing something wrong and does something about it, if just because it amplifies every time in canon that Soundwave turned the other way or bent for Megatron instead.
I think here it also plays nicely into how we usually see alternate dimensions depicted in Transformers, here clearly going the timeline divergence route where main universe Soundwave accepted Megatron's behavior alternate Soundwave retaliated instead.
Oughjhg is it fun to imagine Soundwave snapping on Megatron as the mech makes an attempt on his life even though Soundwave has done nothing but support him, for when that rose tinted visor cracks and Soundwave starts to see Megatron for the mech he is rather than as a leader and symbol.
Lots lots lotsss of fun ways to go about Emperor of Destruction!Soundwave with Shockwave as a consort, also implies some very interesting things about Shockwave's personal dynamic with the decepticons here that he went right up alongside Soundwave instead of wanting to defend Megatron's leadership, I'm curious on which of Soundwave's decisions end up winning the war where Megatron's would've lost it.
I'm also curious about the suggested idea you have for Tarn and I also need to know of Starscream's potential role in all this as someone who was infamous for opposing Megatron / angling for leadership of the decepticons (though. This Soundwave doesn't seem like the type to want to take those risks)
balding buddies — gojo x fem!reader
summary: satoru messes up megumi’s hair and tries (and fails) to hide it from you! fluff, crack, teenage/highschool!gojo, you guys are dating, reader is referred to as mom/seen as a mother figure
stop ik ive literally only written for gojo BUT I'M MAKING A LDS ZAYNE ONE AND CHOSO !! idk which comes first but theyre on the way trust !! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
wc: 1.5k
"oh. fuck."
"what did you do?" the little boy asked, his voice tinged with concern, as he reached his hand to the back of his head. before he could touch it, satoru smacked his hand back down.
Colossal Clash Pt 2
Her mind felt like it was filled with static while also complete silence. She slowly batted open her eyes which watered and squeezed back shut the moment light hit them. The entirety of her body felt stiff and heavy like it hadn't been used for quite some time.
She attempted to prop herself up, moaning and rubbing her eyes before opening them once more. Before her were bedsheets, plain white and very thin. Her arms were resting on top with cords and IV tubes stuck into them. She raised her head and followed the path of the cords. They were hooked up to all sorts of machines and equipment, two separate IV bags hung on either side of her, one filled with a dense creamy substance and the other with blood. A heart monitor murmured behind her, its beeping intensifying as Luna observed her surroundings.
What… what happened? Why am I here?
Her eyes continued to survey the room, a hospital room for sure judging the sterile colors and smell of disinfectant. Ugly green curtains were drawn causing the room to be flooded with light, illuminating the outline of a hunched-over figure. The golden blonde hair on top of a head hung low immediately told her who it was.
“Liam?”
The figure’s head immediately snapped up, revealing her brother’s face. His eyes were decorated with dark circles and widened as they landed on her.
“Oh my god.” he mumbled, clumsy getting to his feet and stumbling over to her,” Oh thank god, Luna.”
He descended upon her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into an embrace. Luna sat there stunned, struggling to register the affection. Liam planted a kiss on her forehead before releasing her.
“How… how are you feeling?”
“I… I feel really tired.” she glanced down at the bedspread, “And one of my legs kind of hurts. What happened?”
His face darkened and he grabbed up her hand, gripping it tightly, “I’m… I’m sorry. I should have done something, but… but it all happened so fast.” his eyes began to water, “I didn’t know what to do.”
Suddenly, it all began to come back to her. The match, her in the arena, the two fighters tumbling back in, the foot descending down above her. Her eyes widened and she pulled her hand away from Liam so she could grab onto the sheets.
“Wait-”
With a flourish, she ripped them off. Her blood went cold. Her heart stopped. She was staring down at her lower half, and where her right leg should have been, there was just a stitched-up and gnarled-looking stump.
Her eyes began to water from how long she stared at it. She raised a hand and began tentatively feeling the stump. It was odd, a part of her brain was telling her it was still there, while the part listening to her eyes made it explicit that her other side was wrong. Her leg was gone.
“I’m… I’m sorry.” muttered Liam, placing a hand on her shoulder, “It wasn’t salvageable.” he winced at the thought and his grip tightened.
Luna blinked, silently staring at the empty bed space that seemed to taunt her. Her eyes flicked over to her other leg, perfectly fine and all there, and then back to the emptiness. She clenched her fists and tore her gaze away, tears sneaking out from behind her eyelids.
“Luna?” she looked up to her brother, his own lip quivering, “It’s… it’s gonna be okay.”
“Okay?” she repeated, “Okay?” she wrenched her shoulder from his grasp, “My fucking leg is gone. How is it going to be okay?”
Liam reached out for her but at her words, his hand retreated and he averted his gaze, “I’m sorry, that wasn’t what I meant. That’s… that’s not what you need to hear right now.” He took a few paces back, “We should get the doctor in here. Let them know you’re awake.”
She hung her head and nodded. Her brother began to blur, along with the entire room. She could still hear him, but his movements were muffled and drowned out by the heavy fog clouding her senses.
It was hard to tell how much time had gone by, but it couldn’t have been long. The door opened and in walked a balding man in scrubs and a white doctor’s coat. He closed the door behind him and made his way over to her bedside.
“Glad to see you’re awake. How are you feeling?”
Luna shrugged, “Other than missing a limb, spectacular.”
The doctor sighed and pulled up a chair to sit down, “I know this is a lot for you to take in, though it would be in your best interest to help me help you, okay? So, how are you feeling?”
“Tired.”
“Are you in any pain?”
“My le- it hurts around her,” she waved her hand around the stump.
The doctor nodded, “That’s expected. You may also feel some pain in where your leg should have been, but that shouldn’t last for very long. Now…”
He continued to rattle off questions that Luna answered halfheartedly, fidgeting with her bedsheet and refusing to look up during their entire conversation. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her brother, pacing around and occasionally looking over at her.
“Alright. Now that that’s out of the way, let’s discuss the plan moving forward.” Luna’s hands clenched around the bedsheets, “We’ll be keeping you here for another week or two. In that time, I’ve scheduled for you to meet with a physical therapist every day after lunch.”
Luna glanced over at the doctor, “And what will I be doing with them?”
“You’ll work with her to prepare for rehabilitation, getting you able to function as much as possible on your own. She also will assist in dealing with some of the pain along with my staff.”
“Will I be able to dance?”
She heard Liam make a small noise behind her as the doctor gave her an odd look, “Depends on to what extent.”
“Professionally, speaking.”
The doctor nodded, “That actually brings me to my final question for you. I wanted to ask you if you are interested in a prosthetic?”
Luna stared for a moment, “Would having one help me get back on stage?”
“It would depend on the model. It would naturally have to be transfemoral. I suppose with the right features, dancing in the manner I believe you’re speaking of would be possible, though I’m not sure if I’d recommend it.”
“Why not?”
The doctor grimaced slightly, “Well, what is your insurance situation?”
The color drained from her face. She… she had none. She had never. That was the one thing that her employment with Mr. Hawkson hadn’t given her. She had never thought to complain, what if everything else he was already providing her; a home, food, even a job for her brother.
“I… I’m not insured,” she muttered.
He sighed, “The cost of manufacturing a prosthetic then is pretty hefty.”
“How much are we talking?” chimed in Liam.
“With the type of features you want, 40,000 or more.”
Luna’s face fell. She looked down and slumped down in her bed. She… she could never-
“Look, why don’t I let you think about it. For now, we want to focus on other matters such as…”
His words muffled out as she stared down at her lower half. On one side say her left leg, sculpted by years of commitment to her craft and had served her well. On the other… nothing, just a useless stump.
. . .
The world blurred past him and all sound was muffled other than his own breathing and rushed footfalls. Ben’s eyes frantically darted around until they spotted what he’d been looking for. He trudged forward to a door with Thunderbringer slapped onto it and threw it open.
“Buddy, buddy!” called a far-off voice, “Stop. Let’s stop and talk this through.”
He glanced to his right and spotted the tiny figure of his coach, Hyde, sprinting after him. Ben turned away and promptly stormed into his room, slamming the door behind him. All he could hear now was his shuddering breath once more. Staring into his sparsely decorated room, he slapped a hand to his forehead, his palms clammy.
He inhaled sharply, sliding his hand down his face. There was a harsh knock at the door, the vibrations only reaching up to his ankles, “Thunder, buddy. Let me in.”
“Go away.” he breathed.
“I really think you-”
“Fucking leave me alone!” he slammed his fist against the door, fuming. There was silence on the other end. A second later, he heard the tiny pitter-patter of retreating footsteps.
Ben sighed, resting his head against the door, “Fuck.” his shoulders began to tremble, “Fuck.”
Pushing himself away from the door, he lumbered over to his desk and collapsed into the chair set in front of it. He planted his elbows on either side of him and cradled his head, dragging his hands through his hair damp with sweat.
He slid his hands back to cover his ears. The sound, that horrible sound kept ringing in his ear. A high-pitched scream that abruptly cuts off. His fingers began to claw into his hair once more as his whole body became wracked with tremors.
“Fuck” he croaked, his voice cracking and eyes beginning to flood and blur with tears. After the first few broke free, there was no stopping the dam from breaking and the room was filled with echoing sobs.
. . .
Time went by at a snail's pace. A day or two after she had woken up, they had allowed Dolly and Calliope to come and see her. They had been in the waiting room the entire time and had rushed in not a moment after they got the okay. Dolly had gone out and gathered everything she could think of that Luna would need for her hospital stay like music, books, and even some of her favorite snacks. The two sat down on either side of her and tried to offer words of comfort, though Calliope's way of doing that was through anger.
“Fuck it, if I ever see that 1000-ton bastard, I’m going to gauge out his eyes.”
Dolly gave her a wary look, “I… don’t think that’s what Luna needs to be hearing right now.”
Luna sighed and attempted to smile, “It’s alright. Thanks for being here. Both of you.”
Calliope patted her on the shoulder “Of course. We were worried sick about you. How are you feeling?”
When are people gonna stop asking me that? “Tired… but okay I guess.”
“Oh, do you want us to leave you alone so you can get some rest?” asked Dolly.
She quickly shook her head, “Oh no, no of course not. I’m not tired like that, just, my body feels exhausted.”
“Well, I would think so. It just went through hell and back.” chimed in Calliope, crossing her arms, “I’m telling you, if I ever-”
“Anyways” budded in Dolly, “We’re just relieved you’re alive.”
“Yeah,” Luna glanced down at the bedsheets, covering her lower half, “Alive.”
They stayed for another hour before it started to grow dark and the nurses ushered them out. Liam came in once more to wish her a goodnight before he too was asked to leave.
Luna sunk down into her bed with a long sigh. She stared up at the ceiling and closed her eyes. Hopefully, sleep would come soon. Then maybe she’d wake up back in her dressing room, tired from that day’s show and not from undergoing surgery.
Maybe she’d wake up in her bed, in her home. A home that Mr. Hawkson had been so generous to give to her. She grimaced at the thought of his name. They had an agreement, and now… now… how was she supposed to fulfill her part of the deal?
She groaned, bringing her hand up to her forehead. What was she supposed to do? If she couldn’t dance… if she couldn’t deliver, how would she manage to keep what she had? What her brother had?
Just as she began to succumb to her own exhaustion, she felt something, and it wasn’t the aching in what was left of her leg or the throbbing headache she had developed. It felt as if… the ground was quivering… in short rhythmic bursts.
She froze, listening. The quakes were paired with low rumbles that were slowly growing louder. Her heart began to pound as the tremors rattled her bed. The sensation was familiar, familiar in the worst possible way.
The tremors were violent and loud enough that the rest of the hospital had to have heard them when they suddenly stopped. Luna clutched at her bedsheets and listened, starting to tremble. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw movement by the window. Slowly, she turned her head.
Instead of a view of the night sky, the entire window was filled by an enormous, blue eye. It swirled around, scanning the room until it landed on her, and the pupil dilated.
Luna stared back at it, white as a sheet, before her throat finally let her release a scream. The eye winced at the sound and she could hear a faint sound, almost like hushing. Her hand fumbled for the call button. Before she could find it though, a low sound like rushing wind filled her ears and the eye disappeared.
She sat there, frozen, clutching the call button to her chest, her whole body shaking.
Do you have any FanFiction recommendations?
if theres one thing i like more than yapping about something its recommending fics!!!!! yippee!!! much love to all the authors under this read more bc if im gonna recommend something by golly im gonna recommend a LOT
(all mostly poppy centric. bc. lets be real here, we all know im biased as fuck)