#wildriser

[penguinvi]

Gif Minecraft 🌵

⚫ !Brian and Tyler look like yin and yang because of the color of their clothes! ⚪

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[jeawrites]

20,m,p,z with Terroriser x Wildcat

((here you go anon!! its a bit long so its under the cut, haha))

20. Drunken night aftermath (no smut but,, the aftermath)

m. “I’m not leaving without you.”

p. “Morning, Cutie.”

z. “I’m being serious.”

“Boys night!”

God that sounded stupid, now that Tyler was actually thinking about it. It was a suggestion thrown onto the table by Anthony, who was really just looking for an excuse to get everyone in one place for a night to catch up. That had been pretty hard to do lately, so no one could blame him. 

But god, calling it a boys night sounded weird. It gave Tyler weird memories of high school and he cringed lightly, sipping off his beer to neglect any more attention on that thought.

“Tyyyyllller,” Brian cooed, elbowing him with a kind smile. He wasn’t drunk, Tyler knew that for a fact, but he definitely wasn’t too sober. 

“What do you want, Bri?” he asked, placing his mug down before turning to look at the Irish man. 

Honestly, he didn’t mind finally having a conversation- he had been straying away from the main conversations held by the group, lost in his own head. 

“Ye’ve been thinking for a while, so I figured ye’d want company,” he said, swirling the whisky in his glass like he was some smug asshole-

Well, sometimes he was but he seemed genuinely interested in talking this time around.

Tyler hummed lightly, before he smiled a tinge. “I dunno, I think I’d rather get pleasant company,” he teased, laughing at the short glare he received in fake offence. 

“Well, I guess ye won’t be needing my company. I’ve got half a mind t’ just leave ye,” he huffed, taking a sip off his drink finally as Tyler chuckled. 

Tyler could also see his lips tinge up, which was a nice sight. Brian’s smile was always a good thing to see, it usually cheered him up when he needed it to. “You don’t gotta leave, your as good as company as any of the other fuckers,” he glanced towards the other side of the table, making eye contact with Evan who always knew when someone was shading him. 

They just flipped each other off and continued on with their own things. It made Brian laugh as he downed the rest of his drink and then put the glass on the table. He winced lightly, but then laughed. 

“You two are a riot,” he mumbled, patting Tyler on the shoulder. “It’s been a bit since I’ve seen Ev and ye interacting,” he added, “it’s been a while since I’ve seen either of ye alone.” He trailed off, sighing lightly before he waved down a waiter for another drink. 

Tyler frowned slightly, but he also decided not to let the negative damper their moods. “Is that you admitting you missed us?” he asked, wrapping his arm around his shoulders with a teasing smile. 

Brian huffed and regained a small smile. “Shut up,” he grumbled, but his voice was fighting back a small laugh. “Of course I missed ye,” he added, face turning a little red. “I-er- ye all, I missed all of ye.”

Tyler released Brian, excusing the stammering from the Irishman as the alcohol beginning to get to him.

The night passed and laughter was shared by everyone. Though, as it got later they slowly began to leave. Tyler had barely drank anything, still working off that beer he had gotten hours before. Brian, however, could barely stand on his own.

“Tyyyllller,” Brian sang, patting his hand against his back. “Ye- ye’ve been barely-” he paused, leaning forward and then swaying back, “Ye’ve barely had a drink!” he said.

“You’ve had too much,” Tyler countered, scooting away before he stood up. “And, I’m sure it’s about closing time- plus Anthony already paid for us and I don’t wanna waste that treat. We should head out.”

“We?” Brian chuckled, propping his head up as his elbow rested on the table. “Ye cannnn go wit’ out me,” he waved him off, grabbing the glass of Beer Tyler had left. “I’m cap-capable getting home by meself,” he lifted the glass up, but Tyler gently pushed it down to the table. 

“I’m not leaving without you,” Tyler stated. “And, you’re not drinking anymore. I’m calling your limit.” 

Brian whined, and mumbled some curses before he nodded. “Fiiiiine, whatever you say,” he said, stumbling as he threw himself out of his chair. He latched onto Tyler after mindlessly throwing his hands out to catch himself, giggling and bringing himself closer to him. “I can’t walk,” he laughed softly and leaned against him.

Tyler rolled his eyes a bit. “Not surprising,” he said, “Do you think you can make it outside? I’ll drive you home, you just gotta get to my car.”

Brian shook his head. “No,” he sung it slightly, voice rising in pitch, “Can’t walk.” He peered up at Tyler, sticking his tongue out. “Carry me?”

“You’re a pain,” Tyler said, rolling his eyes again before turned, crouching down a bit and letting Brian lean against his back, arms wrapping around his shoulders. 

Then, Tyler stood up, lifting Brian up on his back and huffing lightly. “You’re heavy,” he complained, but he began to walk. Brian hummed softly and rested his chin on Tyler’s shoulder as he began to mumble some incoherent phrases. 

On the note of Brian, Tyler wondered what would be best- meaning he didn’t know if he should take Brian home or two his house. But, the idea of having to look for wherever Brian hid his spare key was already irritating him, and basing it off of past experiences he figured it’d be best just to take him home with him.

It wouldn’t be so bad anyways, as long as Brian stayed as cute as he was. The mumbling and nuzzling into his shoulder was making Tyler melt- and he really didn’t like that fact but he supposed it could be worse. 

They got to Tyler’s car and he let Brian drop down, making sure he was placed down slow so that he wouldn’t fall. Then, Tyler opened the passenger door and made sure Brian got in correctly before he got into the drivers side. 

The care ride was quiet for the first few minutes, and Tyler honestly thought Brian had fallen asleep until he heard his name being softly sung.

“Tyyy, have ye... have ye met someone yet?” he asked.

Tyler coughed, choking on air that he sharply inhaled. “Wh-what?! What sorta question is that?” he asked, gripping the steering wheel. 

Brian shrugged and swayed his head side to side before resting it against the window. “Yer jus’a good lookin guy- figured ye’d have someone by now,” he said, “I’ve been thinkin bout it quite- quite a bit lately.” He closed his eyes for a moment, making a face.

Tyler didn’t know how to process that information, so he just shook his head. “I... don’t have anyone. Not yet,” he said. 

“Anyone in mind?”

“Like a crush?” Tyler asked, snickering at how childish that sounded. “I guess I do. I’m not talking about this while you’re drunk though, so you’re not getting anymore info out of me.”

Brian laughed and nodded. “Uh-huh, suuuure,” he teased. “I’ll get yeto tell me,” he added, in that sing-song voice, “Then I’ll make ye regret it!” 

“I already regret it,” Tyler mumled, turning them into the driveway of his house. “Anyways- we’re here. Am I gonna have to carry you back inside? he asked.

Brian nodded, making grabby hands. “Yesssir,” he laughed, “My legs are like jelly!”

Tyler got out of the car, and then walked around and helped Brian out of the car before he picked him up. It was a struggle getting inside due to Tyler having to fumble for his key, but once inside it was an easy trip upstairs and into the bedroom where Tyler dropped Brian down and then turned to leave.

“Where ye goiiinnn?” he asked.

Tyler gestured. “Just grabbing stuff for the morning. I’ll be back, just go to sleep.

So, taking his advice, Brian fell asleep without much more of a complaint.

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The sun woke Brian up early the next morning, a complaint leaving the Irishman as his head tore itself a part. The pain made it hard to open his eyes, but he was slowly becoming more accustomed to it. He squinted around, yawning as he did. 

The room wasn’t his. That was alarming.

But, glancing to whoever was snoring next to him, he softened up. A sleeping giant laid there, peaceful and facing away from him. Tyler was so nice to bring him here.

He turned onto his side, intending to get ready to stand up and find some medicine, but it seems he was beat to it as he noticed a bottle of water and a bottle of painkillers, plus a note card with his name on it.

He smiled and made sure to take it down to help with his handover before he rolled to face Tyler’s back, shuffling around before he snuggled up to him with his face burying in his neck. He heard a grumble from the other before he gasped in surprise as Tyler rolled around, wrapping his arms around Brian.

They made eye contact and Brian felt his heart freeze.

“Hey,” Tyler said, voice leaking with sleep, and he looked about ready to return there. 

“Morning Cutie,” Brian said in return, winking lightly. “Thank ye for the hangover treatment,” he added.

Tyler nodded, passing it off as his eyes closed again. “It’s whatever,” he mumbled. “I jus’ thought you’d need it. You were wasted,” he chuckled before nuzzling his head into the pillow.

“I didn’t do anything too stupid?” Brian asked, a little flustered by the contact as it was now starting to catch up to him that they were cuddling. 

Tyler hummed. “Nah, you were just a big baby. Made me carry you n stuff,” he smiled a bit. “You also admitted to thinking about me a lot,” he added, an eye peaking open. 

“I- I what?” Brian asked, blinking in surprise as his face turned red. 

“You admitted to thinking about me. A lot,” he glanced off. “And you pried me about my love life,” he added.

“No- no. You’re joking- I didn’t do that,” Brian chuckled but stopped when Tyler didn’t laugh.

“I’m being serious,” he said, voice calm. “And, I told you I have someone in mind.”

Brian swallowed as he heard that. “Oh... You do?” he didn’t hide his disappointment, at least not well. “I- I uhm,” he moved to unwrap himself from Tyler, but instead he was squeezed closer. “... Wh-whore... who is it?”

Tyler smiled softly, closing his eyes again. “You, dumbass.” 

Brian swore to never drink again, but he also began to address this moment as his favorite whenever he recalled it. So maybe he’d never drink again, but sometimes he didn’t regret the memories drinking brought. 

[foolishnapkin]

They're great though

Terroriser: *introducing Vanoss* this is my better half.

Terroriser: *introducing Wildcat* and this is my bitter half.

[zariolm]

Terrorcat. :>

[just-mebs]

Yo anyone got any good Terroriser/Wildcat fanfics recs? I'm in a mood but I'm having trouble finding some lol

[cuddlysmii7y]

A Halloween Spook (Pre TerrorCat / Wildriser)

“Are you sure you can’t come, Smitt?” Marcel asked.

“Yeah, come on. We were gonna dress up and go to the Disney haunted house!” Craig said excitedly.

“What?! I didn’t hear about the haunted house part!!” Brian interrupted. “And I didn’t hear about the dressing up part! What’s this all about?!” Scotty added. “Well we might take our the dressing up part.” Marcel reconsidered.

“Sorry, guys. I wish I could come.” Smii7y sighed. “But there’s still a lot of stuff I need to do in preparation for moving.”

“Do we have to go inside?” Brian complained.

“Come on, ya pussy. I’m ready to see you get scared shitless.” Tyler smirked.

“No, Tyler wait!!” Brian cried out as Tyler pulled him to the entrance.

“You think we should go rescue him?“ Brock suggested. “Why should we? He was asking for it.” Scotty shrugged. “He’s terrified, like absolutely /terrified/ of anything to do with horror, let alone just darkness.” “Eh, he’ll be fine.” Marcel waved off the situation. “Besides, he has big ol Tyler to protect him.” Craig snorted. “See? This ain’t so bad.” Tyler mused. The pair made their way through the huge main doors into the beginning corridor. “Y-yeah. We’ve- we’ve seen it, now let’s go back.” Brian said, stepping back to the door. “Brian- ” Tyler was cut off by the heavy door slamming shut. In a flash Brian was clutching onto Tyler’s arm. “Holy fucking shit. I was not expecting that.” “Well neither was I. Let’s go to the next room.” Tyler rolled his eyes. “And for fuck’s sake, let go of my arm! You’re like a clingly girlfriend.” “Oh shut up, bitch.” Brian rolled his eyes, but didn’t release his grip. Brian’s grip tightened even more as they walked through to the first room. Tyler had given up already with trying to get his friend off of his arm. Brian was too enamored by the displays and the scaring actors to notice all of the strange looks the duo were getting by the other guests with them. While Tyler was immune to the scares, he did jump every time Brian was startled, only because Brian would yelp right in his ear. ~Time Skip~ “Are you sure it was a good idea to let them go on their own? I feel like Tyler has probably strangled Brian by now just to stop his screaming.” Scotty said as they exited the building. “Eh, I don’t feel like Tyler’s into that.” Craig replied. “Oh my gawd, Craig! I don’t need that image in my head!” Scotty complained. “Don’t blame me! You were the one who thought of it!” “Not like that though!!” Suddenly a body came flying at the small group. “Holy shit, what took you guys so long?!” Exclaimed a disheveled looking Brian. “Well we didn’t sprint through it like you obviously did.” Marcel laughed. “We did not sprint, thank you very much.” Brian crossed his arms. “Yeah, I was practically carrying him through the entire thing.” Tyler said, walking up to the group. Brian scoffed at him, clearly unimpressed. “It wasn’t even that scary.” Brian brushed off. “You keep telling yourself that.” Craig patted Brian’s shoulder. “You guys are fucking dicks. You’re all buying me dinner for making me go through that.” “I ain’t taking you on no date!” Scotty laughed. “Wait! Uh, let’s just get some pizza while we’re already out.” Marcel said. “I’m down for food.” Craig nodded. “Scott, you know that local pizzeria on 10th street?” “Ooo yeah! That place is fuckin gooood!” “Great! You guys alright with that?” “I’m down.” Brock said as the others just nodded. “Alright, sounds like a plan.” Marcel smiled as they walked to his and Scotty’s cars. ~Time Skip~ “Uh Marcel?” Craig asked. “What’s up?” “Why is there a car in your driveway?” “That’s the surprise I told you guys about!” “I don’t trust that grin on your face.” Brian commented. “Come on, it’ll be fine…. Probably. Trust me…” Marcel led them to his house, as the car in the driveway pulled out. “Uhm… what-” Tyler started. “Shh!!” Marcel placed a finger on his lips as he pushed open the already unlocked front door. The others nervously followed him inside the dark house. “What the fuck is that??” Craig whisper yelled. Everyone whipped around to see where Craig was pointing. Craig was staring intentivly towards the kitchen. Two shinning spheres floated in the middle of the room. One of which was bright blue, while the other was flickering red. “You don’t- you don’t have a tv in your kitchen, do you Marcel?” Brock asked in a hushed tone. The lights moved nearer, drifting closer to the wall as it made its way towards the group.. The guys instinctively huddled closer together. Then a voice broke the silence. “Boo, bitches.” The lights flicked on, along with a terrified scream, revealing the source of the flying spheres. Two mini flashlights where in the hands of a white haired teenage looking guy. “Smii7y!!” “Its ya boi.” Smitty did a little bow. “You fucking dork.” Tyler chuckled, shaking his head. “Wait, did you two plan all this?” Scotty asked, turning back and forth between Smitty and Marcel. “Kinda. I managed to find a flight that landed today. Its harder than you think to find Canadian flights to Florida.” “Brian? Are you okay?” Craig asked, bringing the attention away from the youngest. Everyone turned to see a paralysed Brian, who was just staring wide eyed at Smitty. “Oh shit, we scared him too much.” Marcel mumbled. “Wha- what- I- what??” Brian’s words fumbled out with no meaning. Tyler tossed his arm around Brian’s shoulders to try to bring him out of his head and back into reality. “Uh, its just a prank bro?” Smii7y tried to give him a reassuring smile. “F-fuck this. I’m not sleeping alone tonight. I don’t care what you fuckers say, but I’m rooming with one of you, sons of bitches.” Brian glared at the group, tapping his foot while he waited for someone to offer their bed. “Don’t look at me. I don’t even have my own bed yet!” Smii7y laughed, breaking up the tension. “Fucking hell.” Tyler grumbled. “Smitt, you take Brian’s bed and he’ll cone with me, seeing how I was the one who dragged him into the haunted house.” “Ooo look at Tyler being the responsible one for once.” Brock grinned. “Well I don’t see anyone else volunteering.” Tyler snapped. Brock raised his hands in defense. “Fuck, sorry. Let’s just go to bed already. I’m wiped.” Tyler sighed, running a hand through his hair. Everyone dispersed to their own respected rooms, all equally tired from the day’s events. A line of piles of clothing started in the hallway as a way to mark places in line for the shower. Door frames dimmed as bedroom lights slowly flickered out one by one. The house was at last peacfully quiet. The only light still on was the bathroom light and Tyler’s room. Brian was sitting on the edge of the bed, towel drying his hair, as he waited for Tyler to come back from his own shower. He flinched when the door opened, revealing a sleepy looking Tyler. Brian watched him apprehensively as Tyler waltzed into their shared room. Tyler side eyed him, raising his brow. “Are you not going to bed?” “Huh? Oh yeah, yeah, I am.” Brian nodded, although it sounded like he was trying moreso to convince himself rather than Tyler. “… Alright then.” Tyler said with suspicion. Brian slowly lifted up the blankets, as if he was afraid he was going to mess up the bed. He carefully slide under the comforter, still on the edge of the bed. “Oh come on, I’m not that big!” Tyler joked. Brian let out a nervous laugh, pulling the covers tighter around himself. He kept looking around the room, as if just waiting for something to move and jumpscare him. “Do you want me to check under the bed for monsters or something?” Tyler asked teasingly. “Would you?” Tyler didn’t expect such a hopeful reaponse from the other. It had caught him so off guard that he crouched on his hands and knees to search without a second thought. “All clear.” Brian just nodded with a far off look in his eyes. Tyler wasn’t sure if his friend had even heard him, but he climbed into the bed anyway, being too tired to really care. Brian tried to settle his rapid breathing as Tyler settled into his side of the bed. Suddenly, a heavy weight was thrown on Brian’s side. Brian let out a shriek as he leapt from the bed. “Holy fuck, Brian! Calm down, it was just me! Tyler!” “Fucking hell! You scared the shit out of me.” Brian grabbed at his heart. “Just get back in bed, pussy. Nothing’s gonna get ya.” Tyler waved him back over. “I’m not a pussy.” Brian grumbled as he slunk back to bed. Tyler rolled his eyes. “I’m not!” “You screamed when Smitty flipped on the light switch.” “You guys were psyching me out!!” “Yeah, because you were being a little bitch.” Tyler laughed. “You know what? Fuck you. I’m finding a different room mate.” Brian said as he continued to walk. “No wait, Brian. Come on, I was just teasing you.” Brian turned just his head to glare at him. “Get your ass back in bed already. Its like fuckin 3 am.” Brian scoffed. “Besides, I’m the only one that’ll leave a light on for you.” Brian seemed to contemplate his options. Tyler flipped on the lamp sitting on the side table. Tyler didn’t even look back at Brian to see if he was comimg as he laid back down. Tyler heard Brian let out a sigh before he felt the bed dip. They laid in stilled silence for a moment. “Alright, come here, you pussy.” Tyler rolled over and wrapped an arm around Brian. Brian’s nervous shaking stilled. His breaths became deep as he felt Tyler tug him into his chest. Brian noted how warm Tyler felt against him and how at ease the latter seemed. With a quick intake of air, Brian flipped over so they were chest to chest. Without looking at Tyler’s face, Brian shrunk down slightly so he could tuck his head under Tyler’s chin. Brian felt Tyler’s body rumble as Tyler chuckled. Brian’s arms felt awkward tucked under himself so he opted to gripping Tyler’s shirt. Tyler seemed to take that as though Brian was trying to feel grounded, so Tyler slipped his arms around Brian’s torso and started rubbing soothing circles on his back. Brian let out a deep sigh of relaxation as he felt his eyelids start to droop. Brian faintly sensed Tyler’s lips curl into a smile against his forehead as the pair fell asleep.

[xxletmedieinspacexx-blog]

Beauty and The Beast AU

Title: Beauty and the Beast Alternate title: Beauty and the Piggy Pairing: Wildcat/Terroriser Warning: Slight smut ---------------------------- "Boys! Listen to me!" Nogla yelled. "We have more fruit and wheat then every before. I can sell a lot of the food and buy a new cart this year." "Good because I cannot walk to the village anymore nor carry the fire wood. I need a cart." Smitty, his eldest son crowed happily. His second son Marcel, who was also very happy about the news asked, "Can I come with you, father? I want to see the town." "I can't take you with me, you have to help your sisters. But I will bring each of you a gift." "I want a new dress. A very expensive one!" "I want some new clothes too! And some jewelry -a ring and necklace." "I'll buy you what I can, boys." Looking over at his youngest son, "What do you want from town?" "I just want you to come home safely father." The farmer saw the face of his late wife in his son kind face. A small sad smile pulling at the corners of his lips. But then his others sons yelled. "You're only saying that because you want us to seem selfish!" "Don't listen to him. He likes this poor life on the farm, father. He's stupid!" That was not true. He was actually very clever. And just like him name, he was very beautiful. The farmer looked at his other sons why couldn't they be like him, kind. He glanced back to Brian. "Come now, my love. There has to be something you want. Tell me?" "A rose. Please bring me back a rose father." "A rose? Why a rose, Brian?" "Because a rose is so beautiful. They feel so soft like silk when you touch them. And their smell- there is no perfume that smells lovelier then them." "Yes, my dear, you very right. I will bring you back one." «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»   «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» When the farmer left the town, the sky was grey and the wind was strong. As he was leaving it began to snow. At first the snow was pretty but when an hour passed the farmer began to worry. He tool the horse into the forest but the snow was to deep, he couldn't see the path. The weather was getting worse and worse. He started to worry more as it got darker. Just then the horse sped up, it had found a path and was following it. As the horse went faster down the path the tress began to disappear until there was none, just a large open field. "I must be dreaming..." In front of the farmer stood a large beautiful castle. Going trough the gates and into the garden. Putting his horse in the stables, he then he up the castle door, which was open. Strange... "Hello! Is anyone here?" He got no reply «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» The farmer went up the staircase and opened a random door. It lead to a small room. In the room was a a fire and a large chair placed in front of it. He also saw a table with food on it and a bed. Going over to the table he sat down and ate, he then walked over to the bed and laid down. The next morning he was awoken by the sun shinning in his face. He didn't remember were he was at first but he saw the table and it had breakfast on it. Eating the food he looked around the room he spotted and jug with hot water, soap, and at towel. "Who did all of this?" «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»   «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» As the farmer walked to retrieve his horse from the stable, which was across from the garden. He remembered the promise he made to Brian. He saw something in the middle of the garden, it was a pink rose. It was surrounded by a bright golden light. He walked closer to the rose, "It's perfect. Beauty will love it." He whispered, awed by the roses beauty and magic. Just as he was close enough to grab it a loud gravely voice thundered behind him. "Leave it ALONE! Who do think you are! Trying to steal my rose! I gave you everything; food and a place to sleep." Standing rigid the farmer slowly turned and saw a large beast. He was at least seven feet tall. Covered in dark brown fur, dark blue wolf eyes, two huge horns protruding from atop it's head, large bear-like paws that could crush the farmers head, and it the nose of a boar. As the beast spoke it sounded more like a lion growling then actual words being spoke. The farmer swallowed and spoke, his voice wavering and shaking. "I-I am very sorry! I didn't know, and you are right, you did everything to make me feel welcomed and comfortable." "So you return the favor by trying to steal my rose?" "N-No! I-I am s-sorry. The rose isn't for me. It was supposed to be for someone who has a heart of gold. My son." "Who is he?" "His n-name is Brian. He is my youngest son. He is most beautiful and kindest boy in the world. " "Bring him to me." "I- What?" "I will let you leave but you must bring him to me. Bring me your son and you can live." "Please no! I cannot ask Brian to do that, I cannot ask my son to give up his life for mine, please?" "I said to bring me your son! Go, BRING HIM TO ME! You have one week to bring him to me. If you don't I will hunt you down and kill you and take him. Don't bring me anyone else- Bring me, Brian! Do you understand?" "Y-yes." "Good!" «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»   «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» "Father, is that the new cart? It's not very big." "Father were are our presents?" "Let's go inside boys." Brian was standing inside their kitchen and when he saw his father he ran to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Father, thank god you're safe. I was starting to worry. Come on, I made some soup and you look very tired." "Get out of the way Brian! We want to see the presents father got us." "Where are they? I only see two bags, father." "Come, boys, sit down. Listen to me I have something to tell you." «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» "I made a promise with the Beast...I have to..." "You have to what father? What is the promise?" "Brian..." The farmer trailed off. Taking a deep breath he spoke again. "You have to go live with the Beast. He said if you I don't take you before the week is over he will come find me...and kill me." A heavy silence fell over the room. "This is all your fault, Brian! If you didn't ask for that stupid rose." Brian took a deep breath before speaking calmly. "I shall leave early tomorrow morning." "What!? No, Brian you can't!" "I have to father! I can't let you get hurt. I have to go!" «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» Brian gasped lightly when he saw the castle. "It is very..." Brian stopped trying to find the perfect word to explain it. "It's magnificent." When the arrived at the steps Brian helped his father out of the wagon and they slowly climbed up the stairs. "Hello? Is anyone here?" "Brian, hello." Brian's heart almost jumped out of his chest. The deep voice scaring him but also sending a strange feeling through his body. Looking up he saw the Beast standing at the top of the stairs. Brian stared at his eyes, completely entrapped in the deep pools of blue. Brian felt like butterfly's were flying around in his stomach but at the same time his brain was yelling at him to run. Run far away from the monster that stood in front of him. Except Brian didn't want to listen to his brain. Instead he wanted to get closer to the Beast. He wanted to know why, and how, he became this almost seven foot tall monster. «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» "Don't cry father. I'll be fine!" David nodded and wrapped his arms around his son and hugged him close. "I love you." "I love you, too, father." Brian squeezed his eyes, unshed tears burning his eyes. Brian let out a heavy sigh as he watched his dad ride away. Bags full of jewelry and expensive dresses and clothes in the back of the wagon the Beast had given him. Looking around the room he sat down on the bed and pulled his knees up to his chest. The fear of being alone squeezing his chest making it hard for him to breath. Choking out a sob he rolled over onto his side and curled in on himself, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks. His breathing slowed and evened out as sleep over took his worn out body. A figure in the door way sighed and turned off the lights before slowly making his way towards his own room. «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» Brian looked around he was standing in the hallway of the castle. He saw a someone standing at the end of the hall. When he reached them, the person turned and he saw deep blue eyes staring back at him. Something unexplainable burning in them. The man standing in front of him wasn't just an ordinary person, he was a prince. "Brian-" Brian looked at the man as he spoke, his deep voice sending shivers down his spine, "-things are not what you think. Please don't be sad. Find me and save me! Help me, Brian. Save me from this misery, please. I need you!" "H-How? How can I help, prince?" "Listen to your heart. Don't trust what you see, trust what you heart says." Brian jerked awake when a clock chimed loudly. He sat in the bed replaying what the prince said to him in his head. Slowly climbing out of bed he walked out into the hallway, the same one he saw the prince in. Brian spent the whole day exploring the large castle but he couldn't get his mind off of the prince. «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»   «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» «~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~»«~» When Brian arrived back to his room he saw the table was full of food and their were tons of books stacked around the room. Smiling slightly Brian sat down and ate the some of the food. After eating he picked a book from one of many stacks. Sitting down in large comfortable chair he began reading. Brian was in entrapped in the book he didn't hear the door open or hear the Beast when he walked in. "Hello Brian! How was your day? Did you find things to entertain yourself with?" "Hello Beast, and yes I did." Brian smiled, "I had a wonderful day." "Are you happy? I want you to be happy, Brian. If something did not make you happy, tell me so I can fix it." "Beast, yes I am happy. Everything here is wonderful!" "Brian can I ask you something? And when you answer, give me your most honest answer!" "What is it Beast?" Brian sat forward. The Beast paused, almost as if he was to nervous to say anything. "Brain...I love you! Will you marry me?" Brian froze. "I- No Beast. I won't marry you." "WHY!? Is it because I'm ugly!? Because I'm a monster?" Before Brian could explain why the Beast stormed out of the room. ------------------------------------------------- Part 2 will be up soon. Just haven't been able to work on it very much because I'm babysitting & my cousin just went to the hospital. Requests: Open Ships that I won't write: * BrOhm * BryToonz * H2OVanoss

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Please?

*Terroriser and Wildcat in a fight*

Terroriser: *angrily* go fuck yourself!

Wildcat: I'd rather fuck you please!

Terroriser: *confused* w-what?

Vanoss: *from the other end of the table* HE SAID HE'D RATHER FUCK YOU!

Nogla: *on the other side of the room* AND HE SAID PLEASE TOO!