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  • #152631
    Anonymous
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      @godlyfantasy12 *joins you to cry over Grimm and Steve, bringing tissues*

      Haha…well, I’m glad I could make you want to write šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚

       

      WAIT-HANG ON A SEC-I HAVEN’T SEEN ALL OF GRIMM’S AWESOMENESS!?!?!?!?

       

      girllll…you’re gonna make me fall even more in love with Grimm šŸ˜‚šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ˜

      #152632
      Keilah H.
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        @freedomwriter76 wow, that was fun to read!

        Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

        #152634
        Anonymous
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          @keilah-h tysm! šŸ’–šŸ’– Glad I could give you some fun!! šŸ˜„

          #152636
          Keilah H.
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            @freedomwriter76 you’re welcome!

            Also, who’s your profile pic of? It’s too small for me to make it out, although I can kinda guess that it’s your favorite lol

            Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

            #152638
            Anonymous
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              @keilah-h

              yeahhhhhhh, it’s Bucky šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚

              #152643
              Keilah H.
              @keilah-h
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                @freedowmriter76 yep….

                And mine’s Tech.

                We just love our charries don’t we.

                Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

                #152644
                Keilah H.
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                  @freedomwriter76 agh tagged u wrong.

                  Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

                  #152646
                  Anonymous
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                    @keilah-h Indeed we do šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚ some charries are just amazing, what else can we say??? XXD

                    #152648
                    Keilah H.
                    @keilah-h
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                      @freedomwriter76 ikr??

                      Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.

                      #152650
                      Anonymous
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                        @godlyfantasy12 @keilah-h I have Chapter 3!!!!

                         

                        (ngl, this one got longer…what else could y’all expect when I’m writing Grimm, ok??? šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚)

                         

                        C H A P T E RĀ  3

                         

                        None of the others were aroundā€¦he was aloneā€¦and chances were, the others were too.

                        Grimm changed back into his human form in an alleyway, having already avoided as many people as possibleā€¦knowing that maybe most people wouldnā€™t be used to a young man who could shift between a human and a wolf.

                        It justā€¦wasnā€™t the kind of thing he assumed would be normal in thisā€¦odd place.

                        His finger drifted to the golden locket he wore and carried always.

                        Heā€™d make it up to Mirellaā€¦one day.

                        Grimm walked out of the alleyway, walking as if this was normalā€¦as if nothing was wrongā€¦so he wouldnā€™t attract anyoneā€™s attention.

                        It was how he survived.

                        Even though others hadnā€™t.

                        Grimm walked forward, forcing himself to do so. If he ignored the pain long enoughā€¦the wound would heal over, right?

                        Time heals all wounds, right?

                        Grimm shook his head, shoving aside the thoughts.

                        He needed to find the othersā€¦and fast.

                        Grimm walked further and faster.

                        He couldnā€™t deal with those thoughtsā€¦not now.

                        He needed to find the othersā€¦protect them.

                        Lyn, Nyx, and Snow especially.

                        They needed himā€¦and he needed them.

                        Grimm stepped off the platform he was walking on, onto a gray street with white lines.

                        A loud honking-like sound sounded, and before Grimm even knew what was happening, a weird looking vehicle of some kind, but not a wagon, was heading for him.

                        He would leap out of the way, but he didnā€™t have time.

                        He felt something knock into him, hard, knocking the breath out of him. He gasped for air, laying back on the platform heā€™d been walking onā€¦a sidewalk of some kind.

                        ā€œYou okay, kid?ā€

                        He blinked several times, trying to clear his blurred vision. He stared up at the man that stood above him, who wore some odd, blue, red, and white clothing with a big white star on the chest.

                        The manā€™s gaze shifted, and worry filled his blue eyes. ā€œYou have a cut right there.ā€

                        Grimm slowly sat up and looked at his left arm.

                        Sure enough, there was a cut about the length of his ring finger.

                        ā€œThereā€™s a pharmacy nearbyā€¦I can get a first aid kit and help you get that taken care ofā€¦would you like my help?ā€

                        He wasnā€™t exactly apt to receiving help from a strangerā€¦nor did he know what a first aid kit wasā€¦but with how lost he was in this placeā€¦he didnā€™t really have a choice, now did he?

                        ā€œThanksā€¦for saving meā€¦I mean. Andā€¦yeah, we canā€

                        ā€œYouā€™re welcome. Come on, let me help you. Here, I have this scrap of cloth. Press it against that cut for a few minutes.ā€

                        Grimm did so. He slowly rose to his feet and faced the man. ā€œIā€™m Grimmā€¦Grimm Beowulf.ā€

                        ā€œSteve Rogers. Come on, letā€™s get to the pharmacy.ā€

                        Grimm followed after him, knowing that he probably didnā€™t really have another choiceā€¦and besides, this man had just saved his life, hadnā€™t he?

                        They reached a small, white building.

                        ā€œDo you want to come with me, or would you rather stay out here?ā€

                        Grimm glanced at the building, then his arm. He slowly shrugged. ā€œI guess Iā€™ll stay out here.ā€

                        ā€œSure, whatever you need. Iā€™ll be right back.ā€

                        Grimm slowly sat down on a bench a little ways off from the ā€œPharmacyā€, a million thoughts tumbling in his head.

                        He needed to find his friendsā€¦he couldnā€™t let anything happen to them.

                        He couldnā€™t fail anyone else.

                        Minutes passed, but Grimm eventually heard footsteps. He turned his head, just as Steve exited the building and headed towards him, a small bag in hand.

                        Steve sat down on the bench beside him and smiled. ā€œHere, you can take that cloth off now.ā€

                        Grimm did so.

                        He watched as Steve unzipped the bag and opened it to reveal a lot of thingsā€¦that Grimm had never seen before.

                        Steve ripped a cloth out of a package. ā€œThis might sting for a minute.ā€

                        Grimm nodded.

                        He wasnā€™t immune to painā€¦nobody was.

                        Truth was, though, that someone whoā€™d been through a lot of pain justā€¦ignored it after a while.

                        It didnā€™t bother him as much as it once didā€¦heā€™d been through enough by now to justā€¦pretend the pain wasnā€™t there.

                        Though his arm stung, he didnā€™t even flinch.

                        Steve threw the wipe in a large can and grabbed bandages and another piece of cloth. ā€œHere, Iā€™m going to wrap your cut up in this along with some gauze. You okay with that?ā€

                        Grimm nodded.

                        Steve gently, but firmly, applied the bandage.

                        Grimm moved his arm.

                        It certainly felt better.

                        ā€œThank youā€¦it feels a lot better.ā€

                        ā€œYouā€™re welcome. If you donā€™t mind me asking, where are you fromā€¦? You donā€™t look like youā€™re from around here.ā€

                        ā€œIā€™m from a frozen kingdomā€¦what is this place?ā€

                        ā€œNew York cityā€¦is there somewhere you need to go?ā€

                        Heā€™d never heard of that place.

                        Grimm nodded. ā€œYesā€¦but first I need to find my friends first.ā€

                        Steve raised an eyebrow, zipping up the kit. ā€œYeah? How many friends are you looking for?ā€

                        ā€œSix.ā€

                        ā€œQuite a lot. Tell you what, after I finish my patrol, I can take you to the compoundā€¦my friend Tony might be able to help you find your friends. How does that sound?ā€

                        Steve offered his hand.

                        Grimm took it and shook it.

                        Heā€™d already found someone that he could at least somewhat trust in this new placeā€¦there was full honesty and evenā€¦compassion in Steveā€™s eyes.

                        ā€œIt sounds good.ā€

                        #152653
                        Anonymous
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                          @godlyfantasy12 @keilah-h

                          Chapter 4 is done as well!!! šŸ„°šŸ„°

                          And y’alll!!!! Pax is next!!! šŸ„°šŸ˜­šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ’–

                           

                          C H A P T E RĀ  4

                          This place was interestingā€¦strangeā€¦and she was alone.

                          But it would be alright.

                          The Light One would guide her steps.

                          Luna walked on the pavement, several rushed prayers escaping her lips.

                          She didnā€™t understand this placeā€¦but she would be alright.

                          She wished she knew where her friends wereā€¦but again, it would all be alright.

                          Althoughā€¦she was rather lost.

                          There were odd wagons everywhereā€¦and just different things in general.

                          It was awe-inspiring, truthfully.

                          It was colorfulā€¦brightā€¦beautifulā€¦very beautiful.

                          But she did need to find her friendsā€¦and figure out where she was.

                          She saw a man that was standing a bit away, on the same kind of pavement she was, greeting people and waving them past.

                          Maybe he could help!

                          Luna walked over to the man. ā€œExcuse me? Can I have some help?ā€

                          The man looked down. His blue eyes widened a bit, and he raised an eyebrow. ā€œOh, hey there. Can I help you, kid?ā€

                          He was kindā€¦honestā€¦she could feel itā€¦see it, even.

                          Luna smiled. ā€œDo you know the way back to the land surrounding the city of Aā€™Grend?ā€

                          The man blinked several times. He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. ā€œCanā€™t say I have. This is New York cityā€¦are you lost?ā€

                          Luna slowly nodded. ā€œI believe soā€¦Iā€™m looking for my friends. Iā€™m Dolunayā€¦but everyone calls me Luna.ā€

                          ā€œNice to meet you, Luna,ā€ the man extended a hand, ā€œthe nameā€™s Clint.ā€

                          Luna glanced at his hand, then him. She gasped. ā€œOh, you want me to shake it? Oh, so sorry! Iā€™ve only recently gotten out of the caverns.ā€ She giggled and shook the manā€™s hand. ā€œNice to meet you!ā€

                          The man smiled, but he was confusedā€¦very confused. ā€œSame here. Alright Luna, who are your friends?ā€

                          ā€œThereā€™s November, Arabella, Grimm, Jocelyn, Nyx, oh, and Paxton! Theyā€™re all my new friendsā€¦and theyā€™re good friends. Do you know where I could look for them?ā€

                          ā€œSure, but youā€™re going to have to give me a minuteā€¦I have to direct people away from an accident.ā€

                          ā€œOh, what kind of accident?ā€

                          ā€œWell, two cars collidedā€¦and some people got hurt.ā€

                          Luna gasped. ā€œOh, I hope theyā€™re okayā€¦may The Light One help them. Alsoā€¦what is a car?ā€

                          Clint blinked several times. ā€œUhā€¦have you been living under a rock?ā€

                          ā€œNot under a rockā€¦but I have only recently left the only place Iā€™ve ever livedā€¦Iā€™ve never really been anywhere until my friends came.ā€

                          Clint let out a quiet chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck. ā€œā€¦Yeah, that explains a lot.ā€

                          Luna slightly tilted her head.

                          What did he mean by that?

                          ā€œIā€™ll help you, but like I said, youā€™re going to have to wait. My friend Tony may be able to help you find your friends and a way back homeā€¦but like I said, I have to finish directing people on the sidewalk.ā€

                          Luna glanced down at the pavement beneath her. ā€œThatā€™s what this is!? Hmmā€¦sidewalkā€¦it sounds fun!ā€

                          Clint raised an eyebrow, but he just as quickly shook his head and went back to directing people. ā€œYeahā€¦okayā€¦you can sit down in that bench over there, if you want.ā€

                          Luna nodded and went to the bench.

                          She quickly took a seat, gently kicking her legs.

                          The Light One had already given her someone that could helpā€¦oh, how good The Light One is.

                          Luna sat on the bench and waited for Clint.

                          ā€œThank you, Light One.ā€ Luna whispered.

                          Sheā€™d find her friends soonā€¦very soon.

                          #152654
                          Anonymous
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                            @godlyfantasy12 @keilah-h

                            Chapter 5 is done too!!!

                            (i’m on fire today šŸ˜‚ having a lot of fun, lol)

                             

                            C H A P T E RĀ  5

                            ā€œE-Ember? W-W-Wulf? L-Lyn? N-Nyx? L-L-Luna? A-A-Ara? Araā€¦ā€ Paxton whimpered, walking around in the dark, crowded alleyway.

                            It was darkā€¦he could barely see.

                            He was alone.

                            It was scary.

                            Paxton whimpered and buried his face in Hopeā€™s tattered fur.

                            Heā€¦he didnā€™t like being alone!

                            His motherā€¦or Edrichā€¦or Aramisā€¦theyā€¦they could find him!

                            Scratching sounded, and Paxton screeched, backing away as a black cat jumped, hissed, and ran away.

                            He sank to the ground, keeping his face buried in Hopeā€™s fur.

                            He didnā€™t want to be alone.

                            He wanted Emberā€¦and Lynā€¦and Nyxā€¦and Lunaā€¦and Wulf.

                            He wanted Ara.

                            He really wanted Ara.

                            Paxton buried his face deeper into Hopeā€™s fur.

                            He was scaredā€¦his family could find himā€¦he was really scared.

                            He didnā€™t like the dark.

                            He didnā€™t like being alone.

                            He didnā€™t want to be aloneā€¦he wanted everyone else!

                            Footsteps sounded.

                            Paxton whimpered and crawled further into the shadows.

                            ā€œIs someone in there?ā€

                            Someone found him!

                            Itā€¦it didnā€™t sound like his motherā€¦or Aramisā€¦or Edrichā€¦butā€¦but they could have sent someone to get him.

                            Paxton squeaked and held Hope closer.

                            ā€œHeyā€¦hey now, donā€™t be scaredā€¦I wonā€™t hurt you, I promise. I justā€¦I thought I heard something, and I wanted to make sure that no one was hurt. You can come outā€¦ā€

                            If he came outā€¦heā€™d be seen.

                            Hisā€¦his family could find him.

                            Maybe this person was sent by his mother.

                            Heā€¦he didnā€™t wanna go home!

                            Theyā€™d hurt himā€¦but he wanted to be safeā€¦with everyone elseā€¦and Ara!

                            Paxton crawled deeper into the shadows.

                            A figure slowly sat down at the end of the alley.

                            Now Paxton was trapped!

                            Paxton lifted his knees to his chest and held Hope tighter. He didnā€™t want to be aloneā€¦he didnā€™t want to!

                            The man crossed his legs underneath him. ā€œI promise, I wonā€™t hurt youā€¦I want to help you. Are you lost? I can help you find your family.ā€

                            Paxton squeaked.

                            ā€œNo family? Yeah, I get that. Well, then maybe I can help you find your friends.ā€

                            Find Ember and Wulf and Nyx and Luna and Lyn and Ara?

                            Paxton came out of the shadows a little bit.

                            Could he help him find Ara?

                            Noā€¦maybe this man was sent by motherā€¦Paxton couldnā€™t trust himā€¦he couldnā€™t go home to his motherā€¦his brothers.

                            ā€œā€¦Iā€™m Bucky. Whatā€™s your name?ā€

                            Buckyā€¦Buckyā€¦Paxton had never heard of that name.

                            Could he be someone that did want to help him?

                            Paxton came a bit more out of the shadows, but he didnā€™t lift his face from Hopeā€¦he wouldnā€™tā€¦he couldnā€™t.

                            He loved Hope.

                            ā€œThere you goā€¦see, I wonā€™t hurt you, I promise. I just want to help youā€¦I can try to help you find your friends. Now, whatā€™s your name?ā€

                            Paxton came further out of the shadows. Light shone into his eyes. He closed them.

                            It was bright!

                            Paxton slowly reopened his eyes.

                            The man sitting at the end of the alleyway wore all blackā€¦which was scaryā€¦butā€¦but he had a kind face.

                            Not like Aramis or Edrich.

                            The man smiledā€¦and it wasnā€™t meanā€¦kinda like Wulfā€™s!

                            He still seemed sadā€¦also like Wulf.

                            Paxton came a little closer, and the man smiled more.

                            He flicked a strand of his shoulder-length brown hair behind his shoulder.

                            His left armā€¦it wasā€¦grayā€¦and shiny! That was different. Paxton had never seen a shiny arm…

                            ā€œWhatā€™s your name, kiddo?ā€

                            ā€œā€¦P-P-Pax-Paxton.ā€

                            The man smiled again. ā€œHi there, Paxton. Like I said, Iā€™m Bucky.ā€ The man stood.

                            Paxton looked up at him.

                            He knew Aramis and Edrich didnā€™t like him talkingā€¦but this man seemed niceā€¦like all of his friends.
                            ā€œā€¦Y-Y-You help m-me f-f-find A-Ara?ā€

                            Bucky smiled. ā€œIs she one of your friends?ā€

                            Paxton nodded.

                            Bucky nodded, still with a smile. ā€œIā€™ll help you find her then, yes. Do you want to come with me? Iā€™ll help you find your friends.ā€

                            Paxton slowly went to Bucky, still with his face partially buried in Hopeā€™s fur.

                            ā€œWhatā€™s his name?ā€

                            Paxton glanced at Bucky, then Hope.

                            ā€œā€¦Sh-She. H-H-her name isā€¦isā€¦H-Hope.ā€

                            Bucky smiled. ā€œI like that name. Come on, follow me.ā€

                            Paxton followed Bucky out of the alleyā€¦it was so bright.

                            Paxton looked around, squeaked, and pulled away, burying his face in Hopeā€™s fur again.

                            There were so many peopleā€¦any of them could work with motherā€¦and Aramisā€¦and Edrichā€¦and Paxton would have to go homeā€¦even though he didnā€™t want to.

                            ā€œWhatā€™s wrong?ā€

                            Paxton pointed at all the people.

                            ā€œYou donā€™t like big crowds? I get thatā€¦would you feel better if I carried you?ā€

                            Paxton looked up at Bucky.

                            Bucky seemed so nice.

                            Those other people could be meanā€¦like Aramis and Edrich.

                            Paxton slowly nodded.

                            He lifted one arm up, still holding onto Hope with his other arm.

                            Bucky smiled and bent down. Paxton was lifted into his arms.

                            Bucky held him close.

                            Paxton wrapped his arms around Hope.

                            Hope made him feel safeā€¦and somehow, Bucky made him feel safe too.

                            Paxton yawned.

                            He was sleepyā€¦so tiredā€¦soā€¦

                            His eyes closed, and Paxton drifted off to sleep in Buckyā€™s arms.

                            #152655
                            GodlyFantasy12
                            @godlyfantasy12
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                              @freedomwriter76 AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

                               

                               

                              I LOVE THEM SOOOO MUCH!!!

                               

                               

                              I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THE WAY YOU WROTE LUNA AND PAXTON šŸ˜­ GAH!!! Those were probably my favorites!

                               

                              Also it cracked me up when Clint asked if sheā€™d been living under a rock cuz I was thinking ā€œWELLLLL sheā€™s technically been living under multiple.ā€ XD XD

                              #IfMarcelDiesIRiot
                              #ProtectMarcel
                              #ProtectSeb

                              #152656
                              GodlyFantasy12
                              @godlyfantasy12
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                                I really have such a soft spot for Paxtonā€¦.

                                 

                                heā€™s legit my babyā€¦. (He is the baby of the group after all lol)

                                 

                                Him and November are justā€¦ *Squeezes both of them soooo tight*

                                #IfMarcelDiesIRiot
                                #ProtectMarcel
                                #ProtectSeb

                                #152658
                                Anonymous
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                                  @GODLYFANTASY12 AWW, GIRLLLLLL, TYSM!!!!!! šŸ’–šŸ’–šŸ’–šŸ’–šŸ’–

                                  Oh my goodness, I’m so glad you liked Luna and Paxton’s POVS!!!!!! I was probably the most worried about the two of them, heh, especially Luna šŸ˜…

                                  I guess I just guessed to write Paxton as a frightened little boy with a sweet nature and write Luna as an empathetic, concerned, faithful, quite naive girl, lol…so I’m glad you liked it <3

                                  And yessssss…Luna and Clint’s whole exchange was so much fun šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚

                                   

                                  Yessss, Paxton is THE BABY!!!! šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ„°šŸ„°

                                   

                                   

                                   

                                   

                                  OH, OH!!!! I know they’re #SPOILERS…but oh my goodness…I have to tell youuuuuu…I have this scene idea in my head where Paxton is really having a rough day where he’s really scared…and his friends aren’t really close by (all working to help the Avengers, stop villains, etc) and he’s just really having it rough (the baby šŸ˜­) but Bucky, having learned that Paxton likes to paint, gets Paxton some paint and lets Paxton paint on him…and Paxton is nervous at first, thinking Bucky will get mad, but Bucky gently leads Pax’s hand and has Paxton’s paint-covered finger touch his cheek, leaving paint behind…and my heart has officially melted šŸ˜šŸ˜

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