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kimi240302 · 1 year

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Love of the cruel King

A/N: My native language is not English, so I put each of my stories through an app so that it ends up in English.

Also, I've uploaded this story before, on another account but it's defective somehow. So I created a new one

Summary: When Y/N follows her older sister Bella to Volterra , she didn't expect to finde out that she is connected by fate to one of the three vampire kings

Caius Volturi x female!reader

Words: 4.5k

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" The best

place to get lost

is in the eyes

of someone

you've missed."

-faraway

"Now, just to be clear. You want to travel to Italy to save the guy who has been ignoring you for months just because a family member of his tried to eat you?"

Bella looked annoyed at her one year younger sister and tried to ignore her, but Y/N wouldn't let her.

" If he wants to kill himself please , let him do it. It seems to have become fashionable in the last few hours! But if you think I'm going to let you go alone with Dracula's sister, you're wrong dear sister!"

Bella walked past Y/N. " I'm not taking you with me."

Y/N grabbed Bella's upper arm. Both sisters looked into each other's eyes. " Bella you just jumped off a cliff for your ex boyfriend to notice you . That proves I'm the only one of the two of us who can still think straight! So either I get Jacob in here , who will happily help me lock you in your room until our father gets home or you take me with you!"

" You are too stubborn for your own good!" Grumbled Bella, breaking free of her sister's iron grip. " And you too naive for yours!"

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" Don't look at me like that!" Bella stood next to Edward and noticed her sister's annoyed look. Ignoring her sentence, Y/N turned back around and stared at the closed elevator doors.

" The entire Cullen clan will be the death of my sister , me or both of us at the same time."

Jane , Demetri and Felix eyed the young girl. Slightly she shrank under the gaze of the vampires. Because even if she did not want to admit it , the red eyes of the three were not only beautiful , but also intimidating .

"I know that Bella and I are the only humans in a rather cramped room full of vampires, but could you stop looking at me like you're about to really eat me?" Puzzled, Felix and Demetri looked at each other. But then grinned down at the girl. The blond vampire put one of his hands on Y/N's shoulder. " You have quite a bit of courage..." Jane interrupted him. " As long as Aro , Caius or Marcus have not decided whether you should live or die , your survival is uncertain human!" The vampire turned her head boredly to Y/N and back again as the elevator doors opened. Confused, Y/N turned her head to Demetri. "Is she always in such a good mood or does my perfume just not suit her?" " Imagine Felix she becomes one of us , that could be really interesting!" The brown-haired vampire studied the young girl closely and began to smile. "Maybe."

Y/N who was about to ask another question fell silent as the small group stepped through two huge double doors into a throne room. Demetri and Felix meanwhile also became serious again and pushed Y/N a little more in front of them when they noticed her hesitation. Their eyes followed Jane , who stood by a dark-haired boy and seemed pleased with herself. Looking to her left , the young girl held her breath.

Three thrones with their respective guardians stood before her. The vampire in the center rose with a grin that reminded Y/N of the Joker , and approached the small group. If Y/N remembered correctly from Carlisle's stories, the black-haired vampire was Aro Volturi. The vampire sitting behind Aro on the left, wearing the look of a man tired of life, was Marcus Volturi. On Aro's right side sat a blond vampire, whom Y/N identified as Caius.

This one aroused a strange fascination in Y/N. No matter how hard she tried she could not take her eyes off him. Even though she knew she should rather listen to Aro, his words just seemed to pass her by. Meanwhile, Caius looked aggressively in the direction of Alice and Edward, paying no attention to other person.

Goosebumps covered Y/N's skin when the blond vampire noticed that he was being watched. First he looked at Bella with a look full of contempt. Y/N immediately wondered if he would look at her with so many bad emotions as well. Just as she was about to finally release her gaze, Caius turned his attention to the young girl.

Y/N's breathing, which had just been rapid and uncontrolled, returned to normal. The fear she had felt all this time left her body and was replaced by a warmth that Y/N didn't understand and yet if she had to be honest with herself, she didn't want to be. Because the answer to that worried her more than her situation at that moment.

" Brother." Marcus drew all the attention of the room to him with one blow. Aro looked at his brother, startled, but Marcus simply raised his hand. In less than a millisecond , Aro stood in front of him and grabbed his hand .

With a cry of joy, Aro stood in front of Y/N with the same speed. Not having expected this, she stumbled back several steps, startled. Felix and Demetri reacted at the same time and caught Y/N carefully. Confused , she looked at the vampires , wondering why they were so careful with her and not so rough as with the rest. " Brother! Be careful , she is only human after all." Caius voice sounded a bit short tempered and yet there was something in his gaze that Y/N could not describe. Aro on the other hand just nodded and gave the young girl his full attention. " May I?" With a gentle smile, he pointed at Y/N's still slightly trembling hand. She winced at the coldness that enveloped her hand as Aro closed his hands around hers. But she did not dare to pull them away.

Laughing, he let go of her hand and turned to Caius. "This could be interesting, brother!"

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After a small fight in the middle of the throne room, where Y/N had been standing behind a vampire named Alec the entire time, they were allowed to go home. Caius had clearly rebelled against letting Y/N go home, but this interested Aro less. What bothered Y/N the most was that no one had even tried to explain to her what was going on and why Alice and Edward were looking at her as if she would drop dead at any moment. When she couldn't take it anymore on the way home and yelled at both vampires to tell her what the hell was going on, Alice confused her even more by saying, ˋSomething that changed your fate in this world'.

Three months had passed since then and Y/N doubted that anything would happen. She also tried to forget the whole thing, which proved to be more difficult than the young girl had thought. Because every time she closed her eyes she saw Caius in front of her.

That night, too, Y/N had trouble falling asleep, and when she finally did, she was awakened three hours later by a breeze and a huge shadow in front of her bed. Confused, Y/N blinked as she opened her eyes. Only to fly out of her bed with a sharp scream. She had looked directly into the red eyes of Felix Volturi, getting the shock of her life.

Smirking, Demetri circled the human's bed and held out one of his gloved hands to her. " Do you need help?" The blond-haired vampire raised an eyebrow in amusement. Wiping hair from her face , Y/N stood up without help and looked at both vampires annoyed . " No! What I need is a good reason why you stand in my room at night and watch me sleep!" "Actually, we didn't want to watch you sleep, we wanted to wake you up." Felix grinned at her, which Y/N returned with an even more annoyed expression. Demetri laughed. " The reason we are here is because Caius wants you to join him in Volterra." Y/N nodded mutely , scratched her forehead , bent down to pick up her quilt and lay back in bed . " Then I wish you both a safe journey back , because I'm going to lie back in this very bed and go back to sleep! You both know the way out." With that , she closed her eyes and buried her face back into her pillow . Felix sighed, "Aro was right! Things could get interesting with her!" The tall vampire bent down , pulled the blanket off Y/N's body and threw the young girl over his shoulder.

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" A human mate...." Caius grumbled this to himself as everyone waited for Demetri and Felix to arrive with Y/N. " For the last three months you have been trying to deny this brother. Give it up." Aro looked over at Caius in amusement. Marcus turned to Caius as well. " Fate cannot be stopped or changed. Everything has its right and, accordingly, a reason." " Then fate seems to hate me. For I, of all people, am linked to the sister of the Cullens' toy!" Aro pursed his lips for an answer, but he was interrupted by the opening of the door. Smiling, he turned to it and was about to start a greeting, when he fell silent, confused.

" You huge idiot! Put me the fuck down!" Everyone present had to get used to the image that presented itself to them. Y/N was hanging over Felix's shoulder, in her sleeping clothes, hitting his back while insulting him. Felix looked annoyed and Demetri seemed to stifle a laugh.

" Felix, put them down!" Caius grumbled this. Alec , standing next to Aro's throne , tilted his head slightly and eyed Y/N as she stood. " Did you get her out of bed?" Annoyed , Y/N looked at him . " No how did you come up with that? I had the idea of being carried in here in nothing but my pajamas over Bigfoot's shoulders!" Aro cried out laughing and clapped his hands. " You are such a special specimen of a human. I like that!" He turned to face Caius. " So if you ask me brother , fate has sent you the perfect mate."

Confused, Y/N looked around. " Mate?" " You and Caius my love are connected by the red bond of fate . I could see it the moment you looked into each other's eyes!" Marcus looked at her lovingly. Silently Y/N stood there trying to understand exactly what was happening. " That means exactly , just to make my brain understand everything for a moment..." "You and Caius souls complete each other. In other words; you will stay here in Volterra so you will be with him and he will logically be with you!" Aro smiled at her. " Ah" , the young girl turned to Demetri, " Just to be sure... I'm not asleep and this is really happening?" Grinning, the latter shook his head. " You're wide awake!" Slowly, she nodded and looked to Caius. " Do I have a choice?" " No!" " So what's going on right now is, by and large, a kidnapping?" " Yes" " Good to know." Amused, all the vampires watched their master and his mate. " How do you explain my sudden disappearance?" Aro answered the question without letting even a second pass. " On the way to your mother , you died in a car accident."

Silently, she looked around and noticed that no one seemed to be joking. Fear spread through Y/N, but also relief to finally be near Caius again. Being too confused by her own feelings, she simply nodded. As she did so, her surroundings began to spin and she slumped slightly. Y/N realized only now how much everything was taking her and how much her body longed for sleep, which she had not gotten in the last weeks. Caius, who had sensed the change in his mate's behavior, immediately stood in front of her and caught his mate's increasingly flaccid body. Picking her up in bridal style, he looked down at her with concern.

" It is fascinating how in the human mind the separation of two mates shows itself..." Aro had stood next to Caius and was also looking down at Y/N now sleeping body. " Will she be okay?" Aro placed a hand on her forehead and closed his eyes for a moment. " She just needs sleep and your presence , just as you need hers." Nodding , he left the throne room to go to his quarters , where they had cleared a new room for Y/N to sleep in .

Once there, he placed her in a large and soft bed. For a minute he watched his mate sleep. He shook his head and wanted to turn away, but Y/N's hand stopped him. Again he looked down at her. " Is something going to happen to me here or am I going to be turned against my will?" Sleepily , yet worried and with a touch of fear , she looked up at Caius . He shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed. Her hand he released from his wrist, grasped it and placed it on his non-beating heart. Y/N sat up and moved closer to Caius.

" The connection that binds us is very rare , some vampires never find it in their infinite lives and the ones that do... you can't feel it as a human like I can. When you are a vampire and you find that one person that is meant for you , every second without them is agony." He interrupted himself and put his forehead to Y/N's. The latter didn't flinch, even seemed to relax more. "If the wrong people found out that you were that person for me, Y/N, they would use you against me and kill you. I can't lose you, not after I just found you! So don't be afraid that anything will happen to you here. I will always be there to protect you!" Caius detached his forehead from hers and looked her in the eyes. "Turning into a vampire will be your free decision. I will not make it for you , even though I would love for you to become one of us , so I can have you by my side for eternity."

He lifted her hand , which still rested on his chest , and pressed a kiss on the back of his hand . Before he could get up , Y/N held his hand tighter . "Stay with me... please" Caius hesitated briefly. But he meant to make room for her so that he could lie down with her. Cautiously and with still some restraint Y/N snuggled up to him and fell asleep for the first time in months without waking up every now and then.

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Lost in thought, Y/N let her fingers run over the fabric of the blue Summer dress that Caius had given her only that morning. "Are you all right my dear? You've been lost in your thoughts all afternoon." Athenodora looked at Y/N out of worried eyes. Detaching herself from her thoughts , Y/N studied the older woman before her closely.

Several weeks had now passed since Y/N's arrival. Everyone seemed to really like her, even though she was still human. Even the twins couldn't help but be nice to Y/N, which seemed to shock many. Aro was worried that the twins would be nice. But that thought was quickly misplaced when the Cullens wanted to talk to Aro and the rest of the kings to bring Y/N home and the twins had to be stopped from traveling to Forks and wiping out the Cullens for good. Caius and she spent every spare second he could spare together. Sometimes she just watched him paint his canvases and sometimes they read together in front of his fireplace. Even though Y/N knew that Caius would never admit it, she knew that sometimes at night he would lie down with her and pull her into his arms. After a while, Y/N had to admit to herself that she was starting to feel something for the grumpy vampire king. Which would not be a problem if it were not for his wife Athenodora, whom Y/N met on the second day in Volterra. She treats the young girl like a good , almost like a best friend. While Y/N felt more and more guilty for her feelings towards Caius.

" It's all good. I'm just tired." Athenodora raised one of her eyebrows. "You should know by now that I can hear your heartbeat. So don't even try to lie to me my dear!" Y/N looked at Athenodora and rose from her place at the window of the tower with a sigh. " Aren't you mad at me about Caius?" A silence spread between the two friends for a moment , which was interrupted by the happy laughter of the vampiress. " So I am right in my assumption that you have fallen in love with Caius Y/N?" Ashamed , the young girl nodded , unable to lie to Athenodora . " And also am I right that you feel guilty because I am Caius' wife?" Again the young girl nodded, with her head lowered. Smiling softly, Athenodora stood up and glided lightly towards Y/N to take her in her arms. Pressing the young girl to her chest, she whispered in a soothing voice, "The love that Caius and I once felt for each other has been extinguished for an eternity. We still cherish each other as friends who shared a deeper past. Now he has you and even though Caius would never express it with facial expressions or words, you make him happy. The whole castle seems to be a bit livelier again since you've been around and me, I'm glad to have gained a good friend!" Y/N wrapped her arms tighter around Athenodora's torso.

" Will you promise me something Y/N?" " Anything you want." " That someday you will be ready to become one of us. Because even if you don't see it yet, you're the piece of the puzzle that we've all been missing here." Athenodora noticed the tentative nod at her chest. " I have a confession to make." The vampire broke away from Y/N and looked at her questioningly. " I think about it every single day." Eyes shining with joy, Athenodora hugged Y/N to her again.

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As evening had fallen, Y/N set off for her chambers with Demetri at her side. "Master Caius is in his studio. If you are interested." Smiling, Y/N thanked Demetri , who with an equally warm smile led her to her new destination.

Felix and Santiago stood in front of the high doors of Caius' studio and opened them as soon as they saw Y/N. Caius, who was sitting on a chair by one of the windows, with his painting in front of him, only looked up for a moment to smile at the young girl. But he turned back to his work. He was used to Y/N joining him with a book and reading in front of the fireplace on the sofa. But the young girl had other plans today.

Carefully she let her gaze wander over Caius. He was wearing only a white shirt and simple trousers. The only light that illuminated him was that of the moon, the fireplace was too far away for that and probably had been turned on just for her. Slowly she walked up to him and stood behind him. Caius was about to ask her if all was well, when she put her arms around his neck from behind and buried her face in them.

" I missed you."

Caius paused in what he was doing, putting away the brush and paint palette, he turned his torso a bit, wrapped his arms around Y/N's waist and pulled her onto his lap. With a surprised expulsion of air, she landed in Caius' lap. Examining her, he looked into her eyes. Carefully, she put her arms around his neck again. " Did something happen?" Smiling, she shook her head. "Why do you think something happened?" The vampire tilted his head. " Because this morning , you were still keeping your distance and now you are sitting in my lap." " I had a conversation with Athenodora." " About?" " My feelings for you and the consideration of letting myself be transformed."

Caius sat up a little straighter and strengthened his grip on Y/N's waist so that he didn't hurt her. Y/N noticed her mate's sudden tension and let her hands move from his neck to his cheeks so he would look at her again. " Before you assume the worst why don't you ask me first, Caius." Annoyed , he exhaled . " And what conclusion have you come to?" Amused, Y/N looked at Caius. Instead of answering him directly, she leaned forward and breathed a kiss on his mouth. Surprised, he looked at her. " My realization is that even though you are often in a bad mood , I couldn't imagine eternity with a better mate." " Y/N are you sure..." She interrupted him with another kiss. But when she tried to break away from him this time , Caius put his hand to the back of her head and deepened the kiss. Y/N's hands dropped down from his cheeks to his shoulders. Detaching from Caius , since Y/N still needed air , she bit her lower lip in embarrassment . Grinning , he placed his fingers on Y/N lower lip to free it from her teeth. " Caius..." Y/N's voice trembled. " What do you want Y/N. Tell me and it's yours." Her grip on his top tightened. " I want you and eternity." Looking deep into her eyes his hands moved back to her waist , where he lifted her up and stood with her. His lips settled on hers once more. Y/N hands wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist. Carefully, Caius laid her on the couch in front of the fireplace and leaned over her. His lips parted from those of his mate.

"If I turn you now, you'll never get rid of me." Laughing, she pulled him close to kiss him again. "I love you Caius Volturi!" With shining eyes he looked at her. " I love you too..." Caius lips carefully wandered over his lover's stoner ,moving to her neck and placing a kiss on a sensitive spot . Y/N's eyes closed , her hands buried in the fabric of Caius shirt. With one last look at Y/N, Caius buried his fangs in her neck.

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"Caius, are you all right?" Athenodora had left her tower, having noticed for three days that her husband was standing outside in the middle of a field, looking up at the stars. The vampire did not turn away from the starry sky when he spoke. " Have I made a mistake?" Athenodora looked at him in confusion. " Turning Y/N?" Slowly he nodded. " Caius she will wake up , don't worry . It's been a while , but surely you haven't forgotten how long our transformations were ." Sadly he looked at Athenodora. "What if she remembers that I am not the one she wants at her side? What if she regrets the transformation and demands that I kill her? What if..." " Caius!" Athenodora put a hand on his shoulder. " I spoke to her that day. The girl loves you and no matter what the future will bring you , you will face it together!" " Thank you." "Not for this, Caius. I'll leave you with your thoughts." Again he looked up at the sky. The flowers around him gave him peace, knowing how much Y/N loved them.

A movement behind him made him smile. "I thought you wanted to go inside Athenodora?" Two arms wrapped around his waist from behind and he felt a second body nestle against him. " I am not Dora." Closing his eyes, Caius placed his hands on his lover's. " How long have you been awake?" "An hour. I should take something to eat before I could get to you." Caius nodded silently , turned around , put his hands on Y/N's face and pulled her to him for a kiss. Y/N returned his kiss without thinking twice about it. They both disengaged after a while and rested their foreheads against each other's.

" Dance with me." Caius looked at her seriously and Y/N laughed. " Here , without music?" He nodded. " Here , without music." Grinning, she agreed and so they both began to move to a tune that only the two of them could hear.

"I'm glad he found her." Aro looked down into the garden with a satisfied smile. "And so even the grimmest soul finds its right half."

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thebeesareback · 28 days

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I would love to have a Hunger Games short story about, well, anything. I would especially like to have one which focuses on the families of the career tributes.

Because it must be so strange! Everyone we see in District 12 is aware of exactly how awful the Games are. They all hate them and know it's a slaughter and live in fear. But for districts 1, 2 and 4? Its an honour. Allegedly.

Imagine raising a child and watching them excel at killing and physical activities. You think this is an opportunity to bring wealth, prestige, honour to your family and your district. So perhaps you'd encourage them! You raise this perfect little killing machine, and try to reconcile them with the funny little baby you held and loved. Then you watch them die, on TV, and their killers come and visit your district. Would you feel angry? Ashamed? Heartbroken? If you've got other children, would you want them to volunteer to try and claw back pride?

Let's say that your child did win. They don't come back, not really. Think of Finnick. A 14 year old boy who's killed people and then been sexually exploited around the Capital. You might have raised a beautiful killer, but now he's haunted by nightmares and desperate to protect Annie. Your whole family is in danger if you don't comply with the Capital's requirements. That's not glory: it's horror.

There's an offhand line in the second book where a previous career tribute is reaped and has to return to the arena. The night before the games starts, he goes around to everyone, shakes their hands and apologises because he's going to try and kill them the next day.

I've heard soldiers talk about how they feel like frauds. In the UK we have a charity called "Help for Heros" which works with military and ex military personelle, and apparently it can be strange to have people thank and congratulate you for fighting, because you feel guilty for hurting people or upset because you couldn't protect other soldiers. I imagine Suzanne Collins would have lots of thoughts about this, given her personal history. She grew up with a father who served in Vietnam and witnessed his PTSD firsthand.

Back to the books. If you parented a teenager who came back a killer, would you be afraid of them? In denial about what they've done? Disillusioned? Ashamed? I think there's plenty which could fuel a fascinating character study or short story.

Also, if you're a fan of The Hunger Games, check out Girls Gone Canon's coverage. It's excellent

#thg series #thg #the hunger games #catching fire #mockingjay #a ballad of songbirds and snakes #suzanne collins #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #gale hawthorne #finnick odair #district 12

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 9 months

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Note: another request! :)

Warnings: 18+!, suggestive/smut, jealousy, possessive behaviour.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: You've been dating Sihtric for a few months now, and he's very jealous and possessive when another guy would do as much as breathe in your direction.

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'I asked if you fucking heard me!'

'Next time I'll smash his fucking face in!' Sihtric shouted, his arm around your neck, pulling you with him, 'we're going home. Now!'

'Sihtric? What the hell?!' you yelled, 'what is wrong with you!'

You pushed him away and stared at him. This was not the first time Sihtric completely lost his cool when a guy tried to talk to you while you were out at a bar. Usually Sihtric would just shove the guy away with his shoulder, but he was really riled up tonight, and he went in for a fight before you could even politely brush the guy off. Which escalated, and four security men had to shove your Dane out of the bar. And you followed the angry pretty boy, embarrassed, but also aroused.

And that's the problem. You knew his behaviour was extreme and too much, and it only seemed to get worse as time progressed, but it made you as horny as it made you furious. It always went the same: you go out, some guy looks at you, Sihtric lashes out, you argue and end up fucking each other violently as soon you were home. You loved and hated it at the same time. You knew it was toxic sometimes, the way he was overly possessive of you, but you also couldn't imagine not being his girl.

And Sihtric felt the same. You drove him absolutely mad, to the brink of insanity. But he'd rather die than see you with someone else. And if one day he can't have you anymore, he'll make sure no one would have you. And this twisted behaviour was simply fueled by your deep rooted love for each other.

'What do you mean what's wrong with me?' Sihtric shouted, 'should I just sit back and watch how some fucking prick is trying to get your number? My girl's number?!'

'He was just trying to be nice, he never even asked me for my number!'

'Sure! Just being nice!' Sihtric hissed, 'because that is what men do when they see a lady like you,' he scoffed, 'just being fucking nice!'

'God, just… whatever!' you snarled, 'I want to go home! You ruined this night.'

'Oh, I'm taking you home, don't worry,' Sihtric said as he pulled you to his car.

Sihtric would never hurt you on purpose, without your consent that is, but his love language was a little hard and rough on the edges. He shoved you in his car and slammed the door shut behind you, staring into your eyes as he walked over to his side.

'You're mine!' he shouted after slamming the door on his side, 'do you hear me?!'

You looked at him, with fury and lust in your eyes. Because this is how the game always continued.

'I asked if you fucking heard me!' Sihtric grunted when you didn't respond.

'I fucking heard you!' you yelled, 'just drive!'

You both breathed hard and heavy, wanting to attack each other with words as well as wanting to fuck each other. Sihtric huffed and started his car.

'Just being nice,' Sihtric muttered.

You rolled your eyes at his behaviour. He was never able to just let something go, he'd always go on and on about it, knowing it only made you more heated. But he liked that. He liked you being angry, because you weren't afraid of him. You were the only woman Sihtric had ever met who could handle him. And it made him hard, always, and it was also why he loved you so much. And it made him sick how much he loved you.

'I'll show you just being nice,' he mumbled, placing his hand on your thigh, sqeeuzing it hard before sliding up your thigh, up your skirt.

And you didn't stop him when he slipped his hand into your wet panties.

'Fucking wet again?' he scoffed, 'you're so predictable.'

'Who's fault is it that I'm wet?' you hissed, grabbing onto his arm, 'yours, Sihtric!'

'It better be.'

He pulled his hand away and looked at you, licking his fingers while waiting for a traffic light. And then he grabbed your chin firmly and looked deep into your eyes.

'I'm the only one who is allowed to make you wet, yeah?' he purred, 'I'll kill every other fucking guy who attempts to do so.'

And you wouldn't argue with that. Knowing how he always carries a knife on him, you had no doubt in your mind he would take someone's life for you.

'Drive,' you said curtly, looking at the green light.

Sihtric smirked, not hitting the gas, instead keeping his eyes on you. It was early in the morning, and the roads were empty. Sihtric was in no rush. You looked at him, raised your eyebrow, and then sighed.

'Drive,' you said again.

'Suck my fucking cock,' Sihtric whispered, 'now, baby.'

He didn't need to tell you twice. You already hoped he would tell you to do so, and you felt immediately lightheaded with lust when you unbuttoned his jeans, pulling his boxers down, just enough to take out his hard cock. Fuck, how you loved this man and the complete control he had over you at times. And Sihtric didn't step on the gas until you had him in your mouth.

'Good girl,' he hummed, his eyes on the road, one hand on the wheel and one in your hair as your head moved up and down in his lap.

'I want you to be done when I pull up my driveway,' Sihtric breathed, 'you will swallow, you hear me? And don't spill a fucking drop, I just got my car all cleaned after last time.'

You moaned faintly and he pushed your head down, forcing his length down your throat, all the way, knowing it would make you gag, but he always let go before it would become too much for you. He loved you, afterall, and knew your limits all too well, and he would never cross them.

And you did as Sihtric asked, swallowing his warm cum just before he pulled up his driveway. You sat back up and looked at him. Your hair messy, teary eyed, with your mascara and lipstick completely smudged. And you wiped your mouth with the sleeve of your jacket.

'Thank you, babe,' you smiled.

Sihtric smirked and hummed, gently caressing your cheek before he pecked your lips.

'I love you, princess,' he whispered.

'I love you too,' you sighed, feeling his lips stealing another kiss from you.

'I want you to go inside while I park the car in the garage,' Sihtric said, softly, handing you the keys to his door, 'I want you to go upstairs, relax, and take a warm shower. I’ll join you there, okay, baby girl?’

You smiled and nodded. And as you opened the car door, Sihtric grabbed your arm.

'Aren't you forgetting something, doll?'

'Sorry,' you chuckled, taking off your panties and handing them to him, 'I forgot indeed.'

'You know the punishment for that,' Sihtric said, shoving your wet panties into his pocket.

'I do,' you confessed with a grin.

'Good. Now go,' he whispered, smiling sweetly, 'I'll be there soon, my love.' And he kissed your hand before he let you leave.

You heard Sihtric unbuckle his belt, his jeans dropping down to the floor ,and you heard his necklace fall down next to it on the tiles, along with his shirt and a few rings. You felt his presence as he closed in on you in the hot, steaming shower, and he circled his arms around your waist.

'Hey,' he whispered in your ear, pulling your back against his chest, 'my darling.'

'Hey,' you smiled, loving the feeling of his arms around your naked body.

'I love you,' he continued, 'you know that right?'

'I know, honey,' you said, 'I love you too.'

'Good,' he kissed your cheek and laced his fingers with yours, 'I know I'm a little rough sometimes, but it's only because I love you.'

'I know.'

'I know that you know,' Sihtric smiled, 'I just wanted to remind you. Turn around for me, princess.'

'Turn around?' you chuckled but did as you were told.

Sihtric never asked you to do things, he told you to do things. And you were always free to do so or not, but he knew you would always listen to him. You were as obsessed with him as he was with you. And you knew that if you would tell Sihtric to do something, he would do it all the same.

'Yeah, turn around,' Sihtric smiled, pushing you up against the glass wall, 'I'm feeling a little… soft tonight,' he chuckled, then licked your lips and pushed some wet strands of hair behind your ear.

Sihtric always surprised you. Usually, after a night out like this, he'd fuck you hard, from behind, your face pressed against the shower wall, or simply being bent over the bathroom sink, or anywhere else he could bent you over and remind you that you belong to him.

Sihtric brought his face close to yours and nuzzled your nose sweetly. 'I want to face you while I remind you that you're mine tonight, my sweet princess,' he whispered and kissed your lips softly.

'Remember what I told you?' Sihtric asked, several weeks later, just before you were to get out of his car and enter your friend's house for a party.

'I remember,' you said.

Sihtric grabbed your chin, forcing eye contact.

'Repeat it to me,' he said, sternly.

'Don't talk to any man that is not you,' you smiled at him.

'That's my girl,' Sihtric smiled and kissed your lips, 'my sweet girl,' he whispered, 'and if you behave, I might treat you well later tonight.'

You sighed softly and smiled, closing your eyes as you felt his hand slide down to your thigh, up your skirt, 'would you like that?' he teased with his raspy voice, 'would you like me to treat you well, princess?'

'Mhm,' you hummed, already wanting to go home and get your need for him fixed.

'Then behave,' Sihtric whispered and kissed your lips.

He then abruptly got out of the car, knowing he left you unsatisfied, and he grinned as he opened the car door for you, taking your hand to help you out. You walked up to the house, Sihtric right next to you, his hand resting on your lower back as he made sure you stayed close. He always wanted to keep an eye on you. Not because he didn't trust you, but he knew men couldn't be trusted. And Sihtric had no problem showing his dominance in public if a man would do as much as look at you.

And it didn't take long before Sihtric's eyes were filled with hatred. You had been at the party for less than an hour when some guy you didn't even know came up to you, just when Sihtric had gone to get you a drink. You ignored the stranger, but he kept trying to circle his arm around you, and Sihtric was quick to interfere when he saw someone tried touching up his girl. Sihtric pushed his way back to you and took your hand, shoving you behind him, as he towered over the handsy stranger, staring down into the man's eyes as he clenched his jaw.

'My girl?' Sihtric hissed, 'you're trying to talk to my girl? Hm?'

'Sihtric,' you said, softly nudging his arm, 'leave it, babe.'

'No, I will not leave it!' he snarled, not looking away from the man who was now his enemy, 'you got something to say for yourself?'

'Nah, man,' the man said, throwing his hands up, 'sorry, I didn't know…' he gestured to you and then to Sihtric, 'I apologise.'

Sihtric gave him a hard stare, not saying another word. He then wrapped his arm around your neck and pulled you with him, towards the front door. Sihtric decided it was time to leave.

'I don't want to leave yet,' you said as Sihtric pulled you out the front door with him, 'we just got here, honey, come on.'

'We're leaving.'

'No!' you snuck out of his embrace and took a step back.

'Baby,' Sihtric said, sternly, 'we're leaving.'

'Why do you always have to be such a douchebag, Sihtric!'

You stared at each other, both filled with rage and hard, pure love.

'Because I love you!' he suddenly shouted, hoarsely, 'because I fucking love you, baby! And I can't stand the sight, or even the fucking thought of someone else looking at you! Trying to be with you! I can't think of you being with anyone else other than me! And that fucking scares me,' he groaned, raking his fingers through his hair, 'I've never felt like this before. For anyone! And it drives me fucking insane, baby,' he said, pulling you close, 'you drive me fucking insane and I love it. Because I love you. You!' Sihtric said with a sudden sob, 'and I'm terrified that you will find someone else, someone better than me, and that you'll leave me. And I… if I can't have you,' his voice trembled, 'I will not let anyone else have a chance with you.'

You stared at Sihtric, who suddenly teared up and clenched his jaw as he looked away from you.

'I'm,' his breath hitched, 'I'm so scared of losing you. Because I clearly don't deserve you.'

'What are you talking about?' you said, bewildered by his sudden, emotional confession, and you cupped his cheeks, 'why on earth would you think I'd want someone else? What is this… sudden insecurity?'

'I've always been insecure about… us. Why do you think I behave like this?' he confessed, 'I'm insecure because… because I'm just a nobody.'

'You're not a nobody,' you said, and your heart broke as you looked into Sihtric's eyes.

The man who had always carried himself so confident around you, was suddenly fragile and frightened.

'You're my man,' you said, softly, pecking his lips, 'you're mine, babe. And I love you. You shouldn't be afraid of losing me, that's ridiculous. You know I'd do anything for you. And, yes, you drive me insane too,' you chuckled softly, 'but I love it. Because I love you. And I love your jealous side and your protective side, but you could tone it down a little, that's all. I have no plans of leaving you, ever, but you have to give me some space to let me live, you know? I don't want to get someone's number, I don't want to talk to any other guy. But if someone comes up to me, I can handle it myself too,' you smiled softly, 'you don't need to lash out like that and drag me home. People think you're… hurting me.'

'I don't mean to hurt you-,'

'And you don't hurt me, because I like you a little rough,' you kissed his lips again, 'but I would really appreciate it if you could try to be a little less angry. You can still show a guy that I'm yours without picking a fight. Just walk up to me, pull me in your arms and give me a kiss, that's really all you have to do.'

Sihtric nodded slowly, 'I know,' he said, and he wrapped his arms around you a little tighter, 'the thought of you leaving me just freaks me out.'

'I don't want to leave you, but you have to understand, sweetheart, that you do push me away sometimes with this behaviour. Don't drag me over the street like this. Drag me to bed instead,' you smiled and kissed his cheek, 'I love you, all I want is for you to understand that you have nothing to worry about. And having that kind of attitude, knowing that I don't have eyes for anyone else but you, looks way sexier on you than being aggressive to some random guy, I promise.'

'I'm sorry,' he mumbled, 'I love you.'

'And I love you.'

'Sorry for being a jerk.'

'Well… you can make it up to me,' you grinned.

'How?' Sihtric frowned.

'Well, I'm not the one who misbehaved,' you said and took his hand, leading him to his car, 'and you said you'd treat me well if I behaved,' you smiled.

'I guess I did,' Sihtric's cocky smile appeared on his face again, along with his confident posture.

'Mhm,' you hummed, 'and now is when I want to see that possessive side of you.'

'Hm,' Sihtric chuckled lightly, sliding his hand up your skirt again, 'all wet again?' he asked with a smirk.

'That's my boy,' you grinned, 'now take me home, and remind me that I belong to you.'

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Who Likes You! | Haikyuu

Disclaimer: I wrote this and posted it on another blog but I'm not there anymore. I want all my writing with me, so I reposted it here. It's all my works. If you've seen it before, it's me, don't worry, but you're welcome to check the name.

I got this idea back then, but I've been desperately wanting to write more of this! It was so super fun back then ;w;

Characters: Kentaro Kyotani, Tobio Kageyama, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Yu Nishinoya, and Kotaro Bokuto

Warnings: angst ahead and maybe some ooc-ness

♢ Kentaro Kyotani ♢

You’ve been with Kentaro for almost a year now and so you know a few of his… “friends”. Over time, you got to know Oikawa and he got to know you. You didn’t spend too much time with him, there were always excuses he had, classes, practice, whatever. It wasn’t very hard for him to start falling for you. You were just so amazing, how couldn’t he? You don’t know and people can say Oikawa had dropped hints (more like failed to hide his feelings) but you never pay attention. You’re always staring at Kentaro.

Kentaro didn’t know in the beginning, either. Oikawa was constantly surrounded by girls so what was the point of him liking you? You were taken and it… really didn’t seem like it. Until one day, he was going to the club room to ask Iwaizumi for something when he caught their conversation.

“What did you just say, loserkawa?!” Iwaizumi’s voice came through the open door. Kentaro stopped and waited, kind of curiously.

“Don’t make me say it again- OH FINE DON’T HIT ME! I… I like (y/n), ok?” Kentaro’s eyes widened and his body went rigid. He could only stand outside and continue to listen.

“How could you?! Kentaro is your… f-friend!”

“I know,” Oikawa said as he slumped against the wall, sliding down to the ground, “I didn’t do it on purpose! I couldn’t help it, ok? I didn’t think it would happen! We don’t choose who we fall in love with!”

“Didn’t you realize you were starting to catch feelings? You should’ve pushed them away.”

“I know.” He knew. Oikawa knew the best thing to do was to get away from you so these stupid feelings would die down, but he found it so difficult. You were just so kind and so magnetic. He was pitifully weak and here was the end result. He never imagined he would fall in love with someone else’s partner and if he could change it, he would.

Or would he? Being in love with you brought him joy. Sure, you may not be his, but his day was always brighter after he saw you. He always felt more confident and secure. When you attended his games, he always did better. His happiness was directly linked to yours… even if yours wasn’t linked to him.

“I know they’re happy with Kyotani. I know he loves them and the last thing I wanna do is hurt him. Or (y/n). He’s… a better man with them. He’s… he’s really happy with them, isn’t he?” Oikawa lamented, looking at Iwaizumi. His friend could only lean against a nearby wall and sigh.

“Idiot.” Oikawa’s head fell and he stared at the ground between his legs. Tears lined his eyes at Iwaizumi’s words. He really was an idiot.

Kentaro was furious. He already had anger issues and the only thing he wanted to do was go in there and beat tf outta Oikawa. But he stopped because Oikawa was right. You didn’t like it when he fought people, so he worked on it. He worked on his aggression and anger and it was working right now. Instead of fighting, he just left.

Ever since, Kentaro’s always been defensive around Oikawa. He doesn’t let you two stand too close and he doesn’t like it when you’re alone with him. Kentaro doesn’t want to be controlling and so he’ll reluctantly let you spend time with Oikawa… but you just never do? You prefer Kentaro over Oikawa anyway and that makes him so happy. Cuz no way he could compete with mister pretty boy.

♢ Tobio Kageyama ♢

You and Kageyama have been dating for a little over 4 months. You got to know his friends immediately and it didn’t take long for Hinata to start falling for you. You had no idea because you only had eyes for Kageyama. You never noticed the little things, even if your boyfriend did.

Kageyama didn’t know… but he had a feeling. There was the way that Hinata spoke to you- that dumb little tone. He didn’t use it with Yachi or Kiyoko, just you. The more Kageyama observed Hinata with you, the more uncomfortable he became. Hinata blushed a lot around you and often tried to be near you. So, Kageyama confronted him.

“Hey.” Kageyama called, approaching Hinata one day after practice. Hinata looked up at him and waved, assuming it was a greeting.

“Hey, what’s u-”

“Do you like (y/n)?”

“Wh-wha- NO!” However, the speed at which Hinata answered, the way his shoulders tensed, the redness of his cheeks, they all revealed the truth. Kageyama’s glare hardened as his body moved towards Hinata. The smaller one kept backing up until he hit the wall behind him.

The last thing Hinata wanted to do was talk about his feelings for you. That was his first defense- to ignore it. If he never admitted it was true, then it wasn’t true, right? It was just a dumb little crush and it would just go away overtime. Who would’ve guessed that what Hinata felt wasn’t just a “simple crush”? Who knew these “innocent” feelings would become so painfully controlling? Who knew that the longer you spent around him, the more you took? Before he knew it, he was all yours. But you didn’t want him. No, you didn’t want Hinata, you wanted Kageyama.

“Don’t lie to me.”

“Fine!” Hinata’s gaze fell to the ground as the words started to pour out of his lips. His feelings finally reached a boiling point and after holding it in for so long, they just burst out. He so desperately wanted to stop himself, but he just couldn’t. He was finally admitting something he so frantically tried to avoid. “Say what you will, Kageyama… but I liked (y/n) first. But you… you had to swoop in and just take them right? Like you always do.”

“What the hell are you talking about-”

“Don’t worry about it.” Hinata pushed past Kageyama, walking towards the gym doors. He paused and looked back at the dark-haired boy with a glare of his own, “I won’t do anything. They want you... not me.”

Practice for the next like two weeks was REALLY weird. Not only was Kageyama refusing to set for Hinata, the orange-haired boy didn’t want Kageyama as a setter. No matter what Daichi, Sugawara, and Tanaka did, the two refused to budge. Kiyoko, Yachi, and Nishinoya tried too. Hell, even Tsukishima yelled at them! The only way they started working together was when coach Ukai threatened to kick them off the team. Even then, it really seemed like the two were dead set against working with each other. Honestly, Ukai was a little scared they would quit on their own. Eventually, the two did start working together again. They weren’t ever as friendly (not that they were before), but they did end up working it out.

Kageyama doesn’t like Hinata hanging around you, but after their talk, Hinata just backed off. Kageyama noticed how sad you got when Hinata avoided you, to which he confronted Hinata once more. Hinata explained that avoiding you was a defensive measure. The more time Hinata spent around you, the more his feelings grew and the last thing he wanted to do was get between you and your happiness. Kageyama argued that this would hurt you in the process, since you and Hinata were great friends, but Hinata didn’t back down and claimed he was going to do what he wanted to and Kageyama only needed to worry about himself and you.

♢ Tadashi Yamaguchi ♢

You and Yamaguchi had been dating for around five months. He’d finally introduced you to his team… and they were shocked to say the least! Some even teased him for “holding out on” them. You were just the cutest and it didn’t take long for you to catch Nishinoya’s eyes. It was actually hard to tell at first, because he used Kiyoko as a cover… but in truth, he was in love with you, not her.

Yamaguchi doesn’t know because just like everyone else, he assumed Noya was head over heels for Kiyoko. Everyone thought so, even Kiyoko herself! There was one day where Yamaguchi had left a textbook in the club room, so he was heading back. Everyone was gone, except for Sugawara and Nishinoya. He was going to say hello… until he heard Suga.

“What do you plan on telling Tadashi then?” Sugawara asked, his tone of curiosity and concern. Hearing his name kind of freaked Yamaguchi out, so he pressed himself behind the door and listened patiently.

“Nothing!” Nishinoya yelled, almost immediately. “N-No one’s… saying anything.”

“Then what are you going to do about this? I mean, you seriously had us all fooled.” Nishinoya let out a self-deprecating laugh as he fell onto the ground, leaning against the wall.

“If only I could fool myself…” They were both silent, which caused Yamaguchi to get a little impatient. He wanted to know what they were talking about, especially since it concerned him. Finally, after a couple of moments of silence, Nishinoya broke it. “They’re… beautiful.”

“What?” Sugawara asked, as he sat beside Nishinoya and gently patted his shoulder. His words were so quiet, they were barely heard in the silent room.

“(y/n)... is beautiful. Every time I see them my heart beats so fast. I often forget Kiyoko’s face when they’re around and sometimes… I can’t help but just want to wrap my arms around them.” At this point, Nishinoya’s voice was cracking as tears pooled in his eyes. They slowly dripped down to the floor below as his voice died down. Finally, it hit Yamaguchi. As if his body was on autopilot, he moved to stand in the doorway.

“You’re in love with (y/n)?” Both boys’ heads shot up and their eyes widened immediately.

“T-Tadashi…” Sugawara whispered as Nishinoya jumped to his feet.

“W-wait! Tadashi! I-I can explain!”

“Ok… explain.” Nishinoya fell silent, wondering what to do or say. The last thing he wanted was for Yamaguchi to find out. The silence took over the three once more, no matter how much Nishinoya looked for an excuse, he couldn’t find one. “I thought so.”

Oh boy. Yamaguchi started acting REALLY weird since. Nishinoya too. The libero’s normal light was gone and he had become reclusive. He barely talked at practice, barely gave any effort, and started to take days off. Yamaguchi also started skipping practice, making you force him. You tried asking Tsukishima what happened, but unfortunately the blond had no idea. Finally, you were able to get an answer from Sugawara. He told you Yamaguchi and Nishinoya had an argument and things were just really tense. Sugawara told everyone else the same thing, wanting to respect his friend’s wishes as far as he could. Eventually, both of them started attending practice regularly, but it was evident it was never resolved.

Yamaguchi was more upset than jealous. He couldn’t possibly compete with Nishinoya. All he had on Nishinoya was his height, nothing else. The libero was an amazing, talented player, he was outgoing and fun to spend time with. Yamaguchi often wondered if Noya was a better option for you and eventually confronted you about it. He left out the part where Nishinoya was in love with you and simply asked why you wouldn’t just find a better partner. Especially one of his teammates, since they were better. You assured him you wanted no one other than him. No matter what happened. Yamaguchi did end up having a conversation with Noya though, not wanting to leave unresolved issues. Thankfully, they were able to work it out. Unfortunately, things were never the same between them.

♢ Yu Nishinoya ♢

Everyone was so surprised that Nishinoya had a partner that wasn’t Kiyoko! Like his devotion to Kiyoko… then out of nowhere he’s dating someone?! Weird. Just bizarre. He LOVES talking about you, he never shuts up! You spent so much time around the team due to him, it was only a matter of time before Tanaka fell in love with you. You never noticed since you assumed he was in love with Kiyoko, much like everyone else.

Nishinoya had no idea. Tanaka used Kiyoko as a mask to hide his true feelings. But that’s all it was- a mask. Tanaka was always around you and Nishinoya, so it was even more surprising that your boyfriend didn’t know. You didn’t know either, thinking that everything Tanaka did was just because you were his friend. You had heard he had a crush on someone but like everyone else, you assumed it was Kiyoko. That is until Tsukishima decided to tease Tanaka about staring at you too much.

“You’re staring,” the blond commented as he approached Tanaka, who was sitting down. Tanaka immediately looked away with red cheeks, causing Tsukishima to look at the person he was staring at. “No way, were you staring at (y/n)? AND you’re blushing. Don’t tell me you like them.”

“Wh-what!? No way! I was staring at Kiyoko!” Tanaka defended, pouting and crossing his arms.

“Uh Kiyoko’s over there.” He deadpanned, pointing at the club manager who was on the other side of the gym. Tanaka clammed up as his eyes landed on Kiyoko, she was indeed too far away from you. He wanted to respond- to try and argue literally anything- but the words were caught in his throat. It took less than a second for Tsukishima to put two and two together. “Oh my god so you actually like (y/n)!” Unfortunately, Tsukishima had been louder than intended, causing all actions to cease in the gym.

“Wh-what?” Nishinoya asked, looking at the two. Tanaka’s eyes immediately flew to you, only to find you already staring back. An awkward silence fell over the gym and it was almost suffocating as everyone looked at Tanaka for a response. The tension was broken when Nishinoya’s laughter came through, making everyone look at him instead. “I mean can we blame him? I have a crush on them too! Just don’t say anything.” Tanaka stared at Nishinoya for a second, unsure of how to respond before nodding.

“Y-yeah!” Tanaka’s obnoxious laugh filled the gym as he nodded, “(y/n) is gorgeous but nothing compares to our goddess Kiyoko!” Tanaka was at the woman’s side within a second and took her hand. “Don’t worry! I only have eyes for you! Tsukishima was just trying to make you jealous- did it work? Did it work?!”

“No.” Kiyoko answered curtly, removing her hands from Tanaka’s. Small giggles rippled through the gym as everyone returned to what they were doing. The only three not laughing were Nishinoya, Tanaka, and Tsukishima.

Tanaka couldn’t wait for practice to be over, he wanted nothing more than to go home and bury himself under his sheets in bed. That was probably the most embarrassing experience of his life. Unfortunately, Tanaka had received a couple of extra tasks from Daichi for interrupting practice, meaning he was the last one to leave the gym. He was partially thankful since you and Nishinoya were gone. As he made his way to the club room, he felt the anxiety return. He just wanted to go home and NEVER come back. Luck was not on his side, however, because right as he opened the club room door, he saw two people he REALLY wanted to avoid.

Nishinoya and Tsukishima.

The libero had been in the middle of asking his taller friend a question, when both of them looked at Tanaka.

“Well, he’s right there. So why don’t you ask him?” Tsukishima huffed as he crossed his arms. Nishinoya wasted no time and turned to face his best friend.

“What Tsukishima said… is it true?” Tanaka had never heard Nishinoya’s voice like that before. It was low and held hostility, which was really rare for him. Tanaka never wanted to admit it, he refused to accept it, himself. The last person he wanted to be in love with was you. But people never got to choose in situations like this. Tanaka’s gaze fell to the ground and he nodded pathetically.

“Yes.” Nishinoya scoffed and looked away, unable to believe what he was hearing. Earlier, he wanted to believe it was nothing but a joke, that’s why he treated it like one. But as the seconds passed, too many questions started popping up. How many times had Tanaka just… been there to help you? How many times did Tanaka do things for you, claiming it was just for a friend? How many times was Tanaka caught staring at you or complimenting you? Just how much did Tanaka love you? And Nishinoya knew nothing about it.

Things were somewhat tense, since. During the practice sessions that you didn’t attend, the two were fine. They were both goofing off as if nothing ever happened. But for the sessions you were at, Noya was always partially defensive. He would always wonder if Tanaka’s thinking about you or looking at you. During your hangouts (whether it would be with the team or just the two), Tanaka kept his distance, while Noya was often holding on to you in some way. Overtime, you started to wonder whether that outburst in the gym was true or not. After seeing the way Tanaka and Noya acted, the truth was kind of obvious.

In the end, Tanaka and Noya were still good friends but it was never the same. They were too close for someone to tear them apart… but to create a rift, that was very possible.

♢ Kotaro Bokuto ♢

You had been dating Bokuto for about five months, which was surprising due to a couple of reasons. Bokuto was very devoted to volleyball, more than the average player, so how could he potentially have a stable relationship like that? Well, somehow he managed. You eventually started spending a lot of time with him and his best friend, Akaashi Keiji. All was well until Akaashi one day realized he no longer felt the same way a friend should feel toward another friend. It took him a minute, but he finally admitted it. He was in love with you.

Neither you nor Bokuto know because he was really good at masking his feelings. Of course there were slip ups here and there, but nothing to be concerned about. Akaashi found it harder and harder to contain his feelings. There were times where he just felt so uncomfortable, he would physically need to leave. He didn’t hate Bokuto though, how could he? Bokuto was the reason you smiled every single day and your happiness was Akaashi’s happiness. But all good things have to come to and end someday and today just happened to be one of them.

“Isn’t (y/n) so cute?” Bokuto giggled as he showed Akaashi his phone, where there was a picture of you. His dark-haired friend looked over, his eyes glancing over the beautiful picture. You looked so happy, so carefree, so radiant. He could feel the warmth in his chest, yet the happiness didn’t reach his eyes or lips. Akaashi only nodded as he returned to the book in front of him.

Bokuto gushed over you all the time, this was nothing new. Akaashi was used to it, always doing his best to ignore the twinge of jealousy that he often felt. Akaashi wasn’t one to express too much emotion and this was no exception. It’s what made it easy to hide his love for you. Akaashi’s eyes were always on you. Every time you three would spend time together, he would find himself looking at you often.

It didn’t take long before he’d started to pick up on your habits. Cute little things such as fiddling, whether you played with your hair or not, the little face you made when you were concentrating, the way your fingers tapped on the table, or when you would hold Bokuto’s arm… everything.

“(y/n)-chan’s so cute when they nibble their food like that!” Bokuto babbled on, showing a video of you nibbling on a rice ball. “They have such adorable habits~”

“Or the way they clap twice every single time you serve.” Akaashi mentioned, offhandedly, his eyes never leaving the book in front of him. Bokuto paused and looked at his friend.

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“(y/n) claps twice every time you’re up to serve. Not only that, but they also clap twice every time you spike a ball and wave at them. It’s this little habit they’ve developed. I think it’s like a good luck thing now.” Bokuto paused to think about it… he’d never really noticed. But… why did Akaashi know this? Akaashi’s usually on the court with him so when did he have time to look at you?

“That’s weird that you know that. Do you stare at (y/n) a lot or something? It’s cuz they’re so blindingly beautiful, right?” Bokuto’s eyes returned to the phone screen as he let out a little laugh; his words were originally a joke so he definitely didn’t expect Akaashi’s response.

“Yeah.” Bokuto looked at his friend once more, this time with shock written all over his face. Finally, the phone slipped from the volleyball player’s hand as he turned to his friend, ready to ask him something he really didn’t want the answer for.

“Dude… do-do you like (y/n) or something?” There was still a light-hearted tone and Bokuto was begging for Akaashi to just insult him or something, but he didn’t. Finally, Akaashi raised his head, his eyes meeting the ace’s. Bokuto tensed, unable to breathe. The look in Akaashi’s eyes was exactly the look he would have when looking at you. No, Akaashi didn’t just like you, he loved you. “No way… you love (y/n).”

Finally, Akaashi shut the book he was reading and sighed. He wanted to deny it, but he couldn’t. Akaashi didn’t have the energy to deny his immense love for you. He’d been denying it all this time now and he was tired. After standing up and gathering his things, Akaashi stopped at the door and spoke.

“Yeah, I’m in love with (y/n)... but that’s none of your business.” Then he left. Bokuto was left in silence as his best friend’s words rang in his ears over and over.

Things were kind of tense between you three. Bokuto didn’t completely shun Akaashi and the latter pretended as if nothing happened. Bokuto desperately wanted to talk to him about it, but Akaashi never let him. He claimed it wasn’t something they needed to talk about, they were fine before and they should be fine now. Things were left unresolved and you were still in the dark. You confronted both of them, separately, and neither gave you a proper response, claiming it was just a small disagreement.

You did end up finding out, eventually, and asked Akaashi about it. He told you not to worry about it and refused to talk about it afterward. Akaashi’s habits never changed; he wasn’t overbearing, he didn’t flirt, he didn’t treat you any differently. Overtime, both you and Bokuto got over it and things returned to normal. Days went on normally, even if Akaashi was suffering. At the end of the day, seeing the person he loved smiling always brought him some form of solace.

#haikyuu x reader #kentaro kyotani x reader #tobio kageyama x reader #tadashi yamaguchi x reader #nishinoya x reader #bokuto x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu angst #angst #🖊─ pocky’s writings

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completely forgot about my medieval au when i was making incorrect quotes so here have some Incorrect Medieval AU Quotes

Omega: This is a very powerful artifact. We’ll be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand. Cal: That sounds like a dare to me.

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Caleb: Why would you bite someone? Sabine (age 7): You weren’t there, you didn’t hear what they said to me! Caleb: What did they say? Sabine: "What are you gonna do, bite me?" Caleb: That’s fair.

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Merrin: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.

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Rex: Ahsoka! Have you no dignity? Ahsoka: Of course not! How long have we known eachother?

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Carthage: I think we should kiss. Sabine: And I think you should die but we don’t always get what we want.

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Ahsoka: We have fun, don’t we, Rex? Rex: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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Omega: You remind me of the ocean. Merrin: Because I'm deep and mysterious? Omega: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people.

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Ahsoka: *about Barriss and Adenn* They make a cute couple, huh? Rex, deadpan: They certainly are standing next to each other.

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Zeb: Ooh, somebody has a crush Caleb: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Hera I just think she’s cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about her. *Later that night* Caleb, very much awake: Uh oh

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Ahsoka: Can I bother you for a second? Rex: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.

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Cal: Did Merrin just tell me she loved me for the first time? Omega: Yeah, she did. Cal: And did I just do finger guns back? Omega: Yeah, you did.

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Adenn: Punch me in the face. Skira: ...Punch you? Adenn: Yes, punch me, didn’t you hear me? Skira: I always hear ‘punch me in the face’ while you’re speaking but it’s usually just subtext.

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Kidnapper: I have your children Hera: I don’t have children? Kidnapper: Then who’s the boy who just asked for warm milk and made me cut the crusts off his sandwich— Hera: Oh Force, you have Ezra. Kidnapper: —and the girl who headbutted me when I didn’t do it? Hera: Oh, you have Sabine, too. Okay. Good luck, you’re gonna need it.

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Adenn: I think I'm falling for you. Barriss: Then get up.

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*Discussing an image of a really hot knife cutting bread* Ahsoka: Imagine stabbing someone with this knife. Barriss: It would instantly cauterize the wound, so the person wouldn't bleed, so it's not very useful. Caleb: if you want information it is Cal: why would you STAB a person when you can have TOAST?

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Ai-kel: I’m a fool, not an idiot.

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Sabine (age 7): Why would you tell on us?! Ezra (age 5): I felt guilty. Sabine: Guilt is a trick emotion. It’s put there by our parents to stop us from doing things that feel good.

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Korkie: I personally don't think it's possible to come up with a crazier plan. Ahsoka: We could attack them with hummus. Korkie: I stand corrected. Ahsoka: Just keeping things in perspective.

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Ahsoka: Hey, Caleb? Can I get some dating advice? Caleb: Just because I'm with Hera doesn't mean I know how I did it.

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Barriss: What is wrong with you? Ahsoka: Loaded question. Elaborate.

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Sabine: Ezra and I are no longer friends. Ezra: SABINE THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE ELOPED!

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Rex: Ahsoka, no. Ahsoka: Ahsoka, yes.

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Can you do a Steve Harrington imagine where Jason (or one of the other jocks) corners the reader at War Zone looking for Dustin (I'm impartial to the Henderson!reader trope but her notably being close to Dustin/the kids is up to you) and Steve backs her up/makes sure she is okay since she is relatively level-headed but also notably overprotective and therefore, likely to fight someone if they mess with the kids? I hope this made sense, kinda just like the idea of Steve loving a secret badass

thank you for this request! i went with being close to Dustin and the kiddos, i would do anything for them <3 | 1.2k, fem!reader, a bit of angst then fluff, jason being a little aggressive

The medical supplies section of War Zone is upsettingly small. You have to swallow a somewhat hysterical laugh of disbelief as you look at the two shelves of gauzes and tapes and sterilizing supplies. The warehouse is loud, people yelling and cart wheels squealing, and your head is still pounding with the fading adrenaline high you've been on for who knows how long. But Robin's hands are cut up, Eddie's got a split lip, Nancy is limping, and Steve... Well, Steve is still bleeding beneath his bandages and you are going to sedate him yourself if he doesn't find some shoes soon and let you patch him up.

You smell like the lake and the acrid dust of the Upside Down and you hate being in this store and you want this all to be over. You want everyone to be safe so you can crawl into bed with Steve and never let him out of your arms again.

Someone enters the aisle on your right and you know it's not your boyfriend by the way the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Whoever it is moves into your space too quickly and you tense to not flinch away, but you turn to look. Oh, Christ, you think. Anyone but him.

"Hey," the guy says, trying to sound friendly and failing. "I don't think we've met, but I'm Jason." You keep your torso facing the shelves, arms crossed, and ignore his outstretched hand. He looks absolutely terrible, almost worse than you, and a piece of you wants to feel sorry for him. But that piece disappears very quickly as you see how tense his jaw is when he drops his palm and curls it into a fist at his side. You don't introduce yourself.

Jason smiles at you, and it's a brittle, nasty thing. "I actually know who you are, I think." He puts his fists in the pocket of his letterman jacket and rocks back and forth on his heels, as if you were in a school hallway and he was just saying hi. "You're Harrington's girl."

You press your fingers into your own arms at the mention of Steve. You take a deep breath, and normally this is where you'd walk away, but you've just seen the boy you love more than anything almost die in front of you and your friends are all spooked and bruised and you're pretty sure you're bleeding under your jacket so you stay because you really want to yell at someone.

"And I know you're not involved in all this satanic stuff --" Jason has been talking but you didn't hear what he said -- "but I know that you know some of the kids who might be able to help us find this freak." He takes a step closer and you turn on your heel to face him at the mention of the kids, your blood starting to boil.

"Wheeler, maybe?" Jason taunts. "Or Sinclair? Either one." He's getting cocky now, pretending to have a sudden idea. "Wait, aren't you Dustin Henderson's neighbor? Do you know where he is?" You love all of those shitheads, but you've known Dustin for years. He's like your brother. Jason even saying his name makes you see red.

"And why do you want to know?" you sneer at him, taking a step into his space, hands dropping to your sides. He's a little shocked, taking a step back, but recovers quickly.

"Oh, I just think he might be able to help us out. Good kid like him should want to find that murdering son of a b--"

"It's insulting, Jason," you grind out.

"What is?" He looks alarmed you'd interrupt him.

"That you think I'm stupid. That you think I can't see through you."

His expression darkens, all facade disappearing. You see how deep the bags under his eyes are, how there's something off about him. "Listen to me," he says, reaching out to put a hand on your shoulder, "if you know anything--"

You grab his wrist in midair and squeeze it. "Don't fucking touch me," you hiss. "And don't fucking touch any of those kids, Carver." You dig your fingernails into his sleeve a little. His eyes are wide, like he can't believe this has turned against him.

"You think Chrissy would like you hunting children for her? We both know that's not true," you spit out. He's so angry and you should be scared, you would be normally, but how dare he come for Dustin, for the kids, for you in this store full of weapons and death. You figure you have about five seconds before your blood boils over and you try to punch him.

But then there's someone behind you and you know immediately that it's Steve -- and it sounds like he's found some shoes. You always know when he's in the room, your eyes open or closed. He's a sun you orbit around, like you're tied together by an invisible length of string. He puts a hand on the small of your back, eying the way you're holding Jason's wrist but doesn't step in, knowing you're handling it. But he's there, and that's all you need.

"Hey," he says loudly. "Everything okay?" His voice grounds you a little, slows your racing heart. As much as you want to punch Jason, you want to get back to your friends more.

"Yeah, Jason was just leaving." You let go of him and flash a razor sharp smile. Something in it plus Steve's looming presence sends Jason out of the aisle without another word. As soon as he's out of sight your shoulders drop and you turn back to the shelves, grabbing items blindly and shoving them into Steve's arms.

"So uh, what was that?" he asks you. Your gaze drifts to his neck and the wound there tightens the knots in your stomach. He must be in so much pain, but he's here, supporting you.

"He threatened the kids. Asked me about Dustin." His eyebrows furrow, mouth turning down at the edges.

"Motherfucker," he spits.

"This is such a disaster, Steve," you mumble, the energy draining out of you. "How are we going to keep them safe? How am I going to keep you safe?"

"Hey," he says. "I'd hold you, sweetheart, but I'm a shopping cart, apparantly." You chuckle, but it's weak. "We're going to keep each other safe. That's what we do. And now we have a plan so all we can do is try, okay? We'll try."

"I know." You take a few things from him, tucking boxes of gauze under your arms. "Let's go find Robin's cart and get out of here. I hate this place. Nice boots, though." Steve grins at you.

"Now, listen, I know this really isn't the time but that was kind of hot. The wrist thing and how scared you made Carver--"

"Steve!" You laugh for real this time. "Really? C'mon."

"Really, baby. You're a not so secret badass and I love it." You scoff at him and thunk your head on his shoulder, desperate to be close despite his full arms for just a moment.

"We really need to find the cart, I'm serious, I want to hug you so bad," Steve says. "I'm not above dropping all of this shit."

"Just gimme a sec." You breathe him in. He smells like you do, like dirty water and blood and the lingering cigarette smoke of Eddie's vest. But he's Steve. And as long as he's here, as long as you're together, you'll figure it out.

"Stevie, you smell. I love you."

He laughs and kisses your dirty hair. "I love you, too. Let's go."

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TBHK Theory (as of 102)

That's right. Not an analysis of THIS chapter, per se, but an overarching theory of the manga as a whole that incorporates what we see in this chapter, because WHY NOT.

The TLDR of it all is - what if the whole thing's about love?

I'm still hashing this idea out, and I think it may still need a precipitating event - something that would have happened even without the Time Shenanigans, or could have happened without them. At present, I'm thinking that's the real 'curse of the red house' - that the house was trapped in paradox and that's why it drove everyone who tried to live there to madness and death, but …I'm hazy on that idea, it doesn't feel complete yet. Still, it does feel like that's the closest we have, at present, to a true divergence-point in the overall timeline.

Consider this: Tsuchigomori says that Amane was not supposed to die. He was supposed to live, and become a teacher. For that to be the case, Tsukasa's sacrifice has to have happened - and his return from the red house has to NOT have happened. In the red house, little Tsukasa says he "could have left at any time, he just felt like he probably shouldn't". So that's a 'point of choice' - if Tsukasa LEAVES the house, you get the main story loop. If he DOESN'T LEAVE, you get the timeline that Tsuchigomori had in his book.

And what makes him leave? He meets Nene. Who encounters the red house at a point where supernaturals are blocked from interacting with the main world. So it's possible, at least, that Nene encountering Tsukasa in that manner, at that point in time, was a 'time flex' that happened outside of all the others, the one that got the ball rolling.

Let me get back to this. Because it's behind all the rest of it. The question that makes me think this might all be a straight up tragic love story on both sides is - what if it WAS love that set it all in motion?

Like…this.

Imagine you're Amane. You're kind of an outsider. Kind of a nerd. You've got your twin brother, who despite being your twin is…really odd. And yet, he's popular where you're not. And you never meet anyone that would be your friend.

But there's…this ONE girl. This one, beautiful girl.

And you can never find her, but sometimes, just sometimes, she finds you. And it's never when you're at your best, whatever that might be. It's always when you're alone, afraid, Definitely Not Looking Sharp. And yet she's always concerned for you, always kind. And your brother seems to get it (well, you're twins, and he might be weird but he IS your twin so maybe he OUGHT to get it?) And you tell your brother about this girl. And you can't find her, but you'd like to, and he says he can help. So he says make this clock work. You've got to do it within this set time frame, or it's not going to do anything. But if you CAN make it work, you'll find that girl again.

So you do. You put the nerd brain to work and you make the clock go, and your brother's right - you meet the girl. And she loves you. She even tells you she loves you (or otherwise makes it clear - I mean this is the point in the loop we're AT, but the latest chapter makes it look like she may well do this.)

But then there's the price.

Firstly, you've fucked with a Wonder. Your life is going to turn short and brutal. (The Rumors of the First Wonder say that if you mess with the clock, the school's Time is yours to control - but if the Wonder catches you, they steal all the time you would have had.) But secondly, maybe…you don't mind. Maybe you forgive it. Because the reason that clock trick worked at all is that the girl who comes to you, that girl who loves you, ISN'T EVEN BORN YET. And the only way you're ever going to meet her, be with her, is if you throw everything you have now away forever. So you do it. You throw it all away. Including your life, your family's life, your brother's life. And it huuuuuuurts. Boy does it hurt.

And it's still not enough. Your brother warns you, there's still another step you have to take. You can't just be a 'ghost'. You have to be a 'supernatural'. And there's another price to pay for that. But you've already done so much. One more thing is just…one more thing.

So you become a supernatural…and the price turns out to be forgetting the reason why.

(Or: Why I Think Hanako's Being All Spacy Right Now - Poor Kid Might Just Be Starting To Remember.)

#toilet bound hanako kun #tbhk analysis

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The Curse of Oenone (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: The way this chapter makes me yearn?? Jail -Danny Words: 2,241 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter Listen to: 'reckless driving' -by Lizzy McAlpine & Ben Kressler

XXXV: I Don't Have Any More Live Laugh Love Left in Me

Ara's absently spinning her newly acquired flintlock, Nico scowls at the scene and grumbles. "You shouldn't own a gun."

"Easy, Neeks. As much as I don't like you, you'd be a waste of bullets. Besides, Hazel said I could keep it."

The boy makes a face. "You're out of control." She huffs and spins the gun again, Nico snatches the firearm and eyes it with annoyance. "Where's the safety in this thing?"

"The safety's in place, jackass. I wasn't playing with it without making sure it's safe," she scowls. "That's the problem with you and Lily, you think I throw knives up in the air and catch them with my eyes closed. I'm not stupid."

He hands the gun back. "You're stupid if you think this is about us not believing you can do your job. For Hades's sake, you've killed more monsters in the last week than I ever thought you'd face in our lifetime! This is about your psyche."

"Why would you care about that?"

His voice comes out sharp and resentful, he pulls the words out of his chest with difficulty. "You and Lily are the only people I can call friends."

The girl stares at him. "Wow... Is that supposed to make me feel bad?"

Nico frowns. "Excuse me?"

She smirks. "You think you can't get more friends? Is that it? The campers don't hate you, you know? What they dislike is that you keep popping out of dark corners without warning—You and Lily have got to stop doing that, it's rude."

Nico's mouth opens to argue, but he seems more confused than angry. "What?"

"I think campers detest me far more than they could ever dislike you!" She snorts. "They're used to big three kids by now, and for what it's worth, Travis and Connor Stoll consider you a distant friend at the very least. They like how easily you rile me up."

Seeing that Nico is still speechless, she keeps going. "Lily and I are no exception to the rule, you could have more friends if you stopped assuming they're all against you. They think you're badass, they just don't approach because they think you don't want to hang out with them, so take a risk."

He scowls at her. "And you know all about taking useless risks, right?"

Ara smiles, unbothered by his hostility. "You know... I know why Lily's angry. She thought I'd grow to be different since I've always been the emotional one, but letting my ugly feelings out... that's not who I am. I can't release them, they're too much. I don't get why you hate me so much, though."

Nico thinks of Lily, and how she's stuck between two idiots who refuse to do anything to save themselves. "I don't hate you..." he doesn't feel like unpacking that, so he changes the subject. "If I give camp a chance, do you promise to pull some of your feelings out?"

Ara's voice comes out with amusement. "If I agree, the only way you'll escape this is if I die. Even then it's not certain, considering you're the son of Hades, and I'm acquainted with the Underworld. Making a promise to each other is like making a deal with the devil, don't you think?"

He makes a face. "Yeah, but I know which buttons to push to get you to do things, and you know mine. We can make sure the other keeps their word."

Ara sighs, knowing that's accurate. "Yeah, I think so."

"So... deal?" He reaches out to shake hands.

Ara holds his palm firmly. "You're on. I can't wait to become more of a nuance to you."

"I can't wait to see you cry about overcooked s'mores again," he smirks.

"No one wanted to eat it! Can you imagine what that does to the self-esteem of a s'more?"

Nico tilts his head frowning. "That's an insane question." His eyes move to something behind her. "And you have other things to worry about."

Ara looks over her shoulder and spots Leo getting closer to where they are, she turns to Nico only to discover that he's gone. The girl hasn't figured out how he manages to hurry out of a scene without tripping over himself.

"I'm sorry."

She turns back to Leo and blinks. "What?"

He runs a hand through his hair. "What I said before... I'm sorry, I—"

Ara steps closer. "You were asking a question and I freaked out, that was messed up. I'm the one who should be apologizing."

Leo looks up at her intently. Sometimes when facing the sunlight, her eyes have a rainbowy glint as if they're made of glass. Most of the time, their brown has a maple syrup tone sprinkled in. Right now, they're clouded by guilt.

Ara can't keep doing this to him, she's certain that no matter how much Leo doubts her, no matter the bad feelings, jealousy, or disappointment the boy might face, his love will remain intact. She has to be more considerate towards him.

"You had every right to be angry. I asked you something personal that was none of my business," Leo crosses his arms like he's trying to protect his body from her.

Ara thinks of how hard it was to be around Leo when they first met, and how hard it'd be to live without him now that she knows him better. The girl glances up to the sky as if praying, then she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, preparing for the next part.

"It is your business."

Leo steps back. "No, I—"

Ara holds him in place. "We need to talk."

Back in her cabin, she sits cross-legged on her bed, they closed the door so there is no chance of getting interrupted. Leo's hugging her Octopi with one arm, and she's got Almighty in compass mode, her thumb running over its design.

"So... this is a long and complicated story, but I swear on the Styx it's true."

Leo pulls out scraps of metal and wire from his tool belt. "I'm all ears, beautiful."

She gets butterflies over his off-handed petname, he's so used to being affectionate that he can't stop even when they're angry—if this even counts as being angry.

"The curse has to do with our relationship."

Things between them had kindled quickly and made him the happiest he'd ever been, it was too good to be true. Leo always knew, deep down, that there was a catch. He stays quiet and lets her explain, working silently on whatever he's building.

It takes a lot from Leo not to storm out and set the Athena Parthenos on fire. Do the gods want saving? Well, so does he. Good freaking luck getting it. He doesn't ask for much nowadays, and the one thing he wants more than anything, he can't have it.

Leo speaks at last, very quietly. "How do you know all this?"

"Aphrodite," she responds, staring at her hands. "She talked to me the day we landed in New Rome. The rest I sort of... figured it out."

"So you've known..." he makes a quick calculation. "For almost a month? And you're telling me just now?"

"I had a good reason."

"I don't see it."

"Well, Helen and Paris—"

Leo interrupts her. "They caused the Trojan War, but that's them. What's that got to do with us?"

She looks at him without understanding. "I'm not following."

Leo scowls at the thing he's building. "We keep repeating history because only you knew about this. If you would've told me, I would've been careful. But that's just it, right? You don't trust me."

"Leo," she replies calmly. "Look at all you do to keep me happy, so I don't leave your side. Don't you think I'm entitled to be a little worried?"

"If I'd known, I would've—"

"No, you know that's not true," Ara cuts him off gently. "You built a ship for a bunch of people you barely knew—I know you offered to use the fortune cookie to help Hazel find Nico, and I know you offered help to Frank as well. Everything you do it's for others. How can you expect me to believe you'll choose yourself this time?"

Leo shakes his head. "If I'm Paris the loser, then I killed Achilles."

"Maybe," Ara responds, not knowing why he's bringing that up. "But the story has many versions—"

"If I killed a child of Olympus once, then in this life I'll fix that. Maybe that's how the curse will break."

"That's not the reason the curse exists. I told you this isn't your fault—"

"It is!" He exclaims. "And you always knew it! No wonder you wanted me to get lost when we met, your soul knew I was bad for you and I forced myself into your life—My Tía Rosa tenía razón, estoy maldito y te voy a hacer daño—"

"Leo, calm down," Ara tries to stop his rambling, reaching for his hand to absorb his panic.

"You're better off without me," he takes his hand away before she can hold them. "I knew it made no sense for you to be with me. You're dealing with Olympian Stockholm syndrome—"

"Okay, that's a fake thing men made up," Ara stops him in a harsher tone. "And I can't be better off without my match. Our soul lights are the same," she makes a face, hating having to confess that.

Leo doesn't know how to respond to that, he's not even sure he knows what she's saying. "Soul light... like a... a soulmate?"

Ara looks at him with concern. "Maybe I should leave that for later—"

"No, no, we're doing this," Leo sits upright. "Alright. Soul light. What's that?"

"Uhm... if the color of your soul matches someone else's, that person complements you. Some call them soulmates, but many people in the world can share your light, and sharing the color doesn't mean you have to date them. It's open to interpretation."

"So... our soul lights are the same color?" He asks slowly. "And you knew it since the first time you saw me? You see them all the time?"

"Only when you're uh, feeling butterflies? It's kinda vague," she sighs. "Anyway, I don't know if we've shared soul lights in every lifetime, but in this one we do. That can't be forged, Aphrodite can't meddle with them, nor the fates."

Leo stares at her, the gears in his mind heating up with how fast they're working. His hair starts to smoke. "Okay... well, being in love doesn't make our situation all that better, does it?"

"That's what the prophecy is for," she continues, feeling a bit in control at last. "It's our last chance to make Oenone's curse go away for good and stop the death cycle. If we figure it out, then maybe you..." her voice breaks. "Maybe we'll have a chance to be happy."

"Gaea has to be part of the answer," he says determinately. "If your prophecy is happening at the same time as the big one, that means they overlap. Through Storm or Fire, the world must fall—I take part in both prophecies. See? It's something I have to do."

Half of getting something done is believing you can do it, but Ara doesn't want Leo to believe this. "I play a big part in this too, if only I'd kept myself away from you then maybe—I mean... The last time I liked someone... I know it's not necessarily correlated, but that's not what I'm saying here—"

"Arae," his voice is so gentle that it makes her go silent. Leo reaches for her hands and she doesn't move them out of reach. "I'm sorry you had to deal with this alone for so long, but get this... knowing about the curse doesn't change a thing. You make me happy. I don't mind loving you."

Leo doesn't know what to do with this information. She hadn't mentioned liking anyone before, but he has a pretty good guess as to who it is. He fixes his posture and tries very hard to find the right words.

"Don't blame yourself for the bad things that happen, you do good things. You keep us safe... and you lean on me and I lean on you, remember? If we go down to the Underworld together, I'd die happy. I mean it."

"I don't mind loving you" and "I'd die happy" are probably the best and worst things she's ever been told. He wants her even if she brings him hell. Ara wishes she could be the person he loves without also having to be the one who hurts him. It makes her hate her world, which is a dangerous thought for the daughter of Olympus.

The girl speaks hoarsely. "Don't you see that this is the reason why we've gone through all this pain? I can't let you choose this again."

He cups her face. "I don't care if I screwed up a hundred lifetimes, I'm sure I loved you like crazy in each of them. I was meant to be yours, and I don't wanna fight it."

"And this is why I couldn't tell you," she scowls, struggling to hold back her tears, "because if you don't fight it, we die."

Leo doesn't want to ruin what he has with her with thoughts of what might or might not happen if he continues to love her. His heart is not in salvation, it's entirely set on Ara.

"Hey, that's a nice haircut," he runs his hands through her hair, changing the subject so she smiles again. Now that he knows why he likes doing that, he can't help but try harder. "Can I stay here tonight?"

Ara laughs and presses her forehead on his, feeling weird about having to lean down even while they're sitting, but she's starting to get used to it. "Get out."

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shoyoist · 1 year

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Bllk men as dad got me thinking of the loml shuji, dad shuji is EVERYTHING. He’d be so sweet and caring, demands to spoon feed the babies himself. Coos at ur lil baby and makes all sorts of noisies, anything but an airplane. Has full on convos with it too, ask the lil baby how’s it day going and what it wants to do that day. Religiously eats these.

And imagine if he was ur boyfriend and not husband!! Treats ur lil one who’s like 4 like his own, especially if u have a son, calls him lil man, starts fights over the tv remote but loves ur kid to pieces.

Dad/ father figure shuji is everything, wanted to share my silly lil thoughts with you!! :))

HHMFNH THE WAY THIS GAVE ME BABY FEVER </3 (what's the link nonnie i can't access it 😭 i wanna see what he eats pls) i love him to pieces oh my god — let me add onto the dad!shuji ideas hehehe<3

honestly he's so surprisingly good with kids. is the type of guy who when asked if he'd ever want to have kids and start a family, would answer with something like “nah, 's not my thing.” you'd be fooled by the way he's a total sweetheart (and such a goofball) around kids though.

he likes taking you on dates to the playground (enjoys childish activities and children's games thoroughly) but instead of playing with you, he gets caught up playing with the kids there instead.

you watch him build castles with toddlers in the sand pit, lift a little girl up to the monkey bars, you see him sitting on one end of the seesaw and letting three little boys climb onto the other end — laughing hysterically along with them, too <33 like... shuji honey, are you sure you don't want kids??

if he's your boyfriend and you've got a kid that's not his, he'll insert himself into your little family, naturally taking up half of your duties and has your four-year-old begging you, “mommy, please make mr. shuji my daddy!” before you know it.

if you ever find yourself hung up at work, unable to pick your kid up from school, shuji's pulling up outside the school gates on his motorcycle. if ever you feel tired in the morning and just wanna sleep in, he's going down into the kitchen and putting your little apron on, telling your kid “how ‘bout i make some breakfast for ya, hm?”

HE'S SO <333

& with your own baby — shuji loves laying him down on his lap and holding his fingers out for his baby to grab.

"you're gonna make a good fighter, ay?" he chuckles, wiggling his fingers in the air while the baby has his tiny hands wrapped around them. "better than daddy himself. you'll kill a hundred fuckin' men before you die."

"shuji," you chide. "don't talk like that to the baby."

"hey, he loves it when i talk ta him like that." he turns to grin at you, before he's looking at his baby again, leaning down close to boop their noses together and cooing at him, making him laugh. "isn't that right, lil man? hah, see?"

goddd he makes me so ‼️‼️‼️ your honour i love him

#°.` ( 💌 ) — colloquy .ᐟ‍#°.` ( 💌 ) — with anon .ᐟ‍#i could keep going but if it gets longer than this i'll be compelled to layout this into a drabble lmao #let me tag this anyway 😭#hanma fluff #hanma x reader

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whysojiminimnida · 2 years

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Maknae Line + ARMY = Power Dynamics (Pt 2)

We love them and they love us right back. It's what makes the ARMY/BTS relationship what it is, and it is genuine.

It is also a power imbalance.

Less of one, these days, but it is still there. And WE HOLD THE POWER. We LOVE THEM. We are the driving force behind BTS' success. We hold their actual paychecks in our hands.

That's... a lot. A lot of love. A lot of paychecks. And a lot of power.

And it lends itself, unfortunately for both us and them, to a lot of abnormal behavior. OH WAIT LET'S READ THAT DISCLAIMER AGAIN

In my last post I said that BTS is a safe place for ARMY to explore sexuality.

THE REVERSE IS NOT TRUE.

Never has been, never will be, because ARMY was never designed for that. We are not their safe space. Not if they're straight, even more not if they're gay or bi or pan or heaven forbid gender non-conforming.

They accept us as we are because they love us, but we are under NO OBLIGATION TO DO THE SAME FOR THEM. And... as a general rule, ARMY - OT7 ARMY, anyway - doesn't. But also we do. And don't. Very confusing, ARMY reactions.

Hell, when have they ever had TIME to grow into healthy, normal adult sexual relationships? They lived together until some of them were nearly 25, FFS. Well beyond college age for Seokjin and Yoongi and well into it for the rest of them. That they seem to be reasonably well-adjusted is a credit to them and their partners, should they have any. Again, the hyungs have excelled, here. Mainly because they've never really HAD "dating scandals", which: ARE THE STUPIDEST IDEA OF A SCANDAL.

Literally how stupid is it to be upset that a famous person who is an adult human might also be (gasp, clutch pearls, die) having sex? Out in the world adulting like a whole adult WITH PEOPLE? And yet, ARMY gets like that sometimes.

See also Koreaboo, Dispatch and other publications we don't like

And before you say "not ALL ARMY" let me just remind you that "not ALL men" is the exact. same. statement. "Not REAL ARMY is like "not REAL men."

Which: granted and I don't entirely disagree, but I'll just say that people who identify as ARMY behave this way and rest assured that both BTS and BigHit are aware -- and market for it.

You're mad, now, maybe and I get it, so let's move on and not beat ARMY to death, k? I do feel like that for the majority of us, all we feel for Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung is simply love and support. Misguided support, sometimes, but love and support nonetheless.

So imagine you're a young man - still a boy in many ways - and you are living with and surrounded by beautiful, legitimately stunning, other young men. And maybe you've had time to examine your own sexuality and maybe not but Namjoon has WOW THIGHS and guys are naked and girls were kind of cute but also very weird anyway, bros just make so much more sense and then

A wild Park Jimin appears. Geeky, until he dances and then it's a gaspy thing that happens. Also: THIGHS. And, um, an ass that won't quit also biceps and a sweet heart and a big brain and, well. Shit. Anyway he dances. And you wanna dance, too. Your assigned role is to be yourself, pretty much, as long as you're good at everything. Don't act too too happy to see him, all right?

OR... you're the wild Park Jimin and you stumble gaily forward into a whole new life and you see the biggest pair of doe eyes you have ever seen... and he's the got-damned maknae. Kid's a prodigy. From Busan. He's a complete turd 90% of the time, and your JOB is to play the gay buff boy who adores him and gets routinely rejected. OH SWEET JESUS WHY.

LORDT. You see where this is going. The unattainable baby, far too young to do ANYTHING meaningful with, and in the meantime there are other guys just shirtless wandering around like a whole Min Yoongi exists please excuse me I devolved overnight I apologize anyway where was i?

Taehyung. Oh thank the gods, he's safe anyway. Fun, a little wild, definitely attaches to people. Accidentally brilliant (he didn't even have to audition) and a little eccentric and interesting, and he's a 95 liner - CHINGU! - and they go to the same school and and and. He's savvy - he lost his Daegu satoori immediately to fit in. Asked his friends to take good care of his slightly older hyung. Partner in crime, pretty voice, pretty eyes, a slinky dork of a dude who... maybe doesn't have his sexuality 100% locked down but is well-versed in skinship. Lots of skinship. Lots and lots of skinship. Gonna be a star, that one.

Let the glowups commence right along with the narrative.

They're a marketer's homoerotic slightly underage wet dream.

To be continued...

#maknae line #pt 2: electric boogaloo #jimin #jungkook #taehyung #army #bts army #dating scandals oh the horror #boys boys boys #also grown ass adult men okay #let the jikookery commence

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astraystayastayastray · 8 months

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Miserable (You and Me)

Pairing: hanjisung!reader + fem!character

Genre: angst, hopeful ending

Song by: Han Jisung from Straykids

A/N: im doing alot of han fics cuz im feeling moody like him ;( sorry

Plot: When you fall in love with your best friend but afraid to confess

Description: You prepare to confess to your lifelong best friend but she suddenly says she wants to ask someone else out.

DO NOT COPY WORK.

Funny what you're thinking, where are you?

Who's in your head right now - someone other than me?

You're always looking for somebody.

The school bell rings and you get up to quickly go see her.

There she is at her locker. You put on a bright smile and jumpscare her.

"Boy! Don't do that you scared the heck outta me!" she screams at your face, slapping your arm.

"Stop hitting me! Ima report you to the principal's office!" You jump away from her, smiling and rubbing your sore arm.

She scoffs, wips her hair back, and says, "Oh I'll just use my amazing charm to shake him off."

"Yeah right. You have the same charm level as a caterpillar-"

"What'd you say?!"

"Nothing, nothing. Wanna get lunch?"

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"Jisung, I have something important to tell you."

"That's what friends are for eh? What is it my princess?"

"I'm not your princess, shut up."

When you ask her one more time what it is, her expression turns dead serious.

I stretched out my hand towards a hopeless future and poured myself out.

"I like someone. And I want to ask him out."

A throb of pain blooms in your chest. "O-Oh? Uhm and I suppose you'd tell me who that is?"

And she did. It was Hwang Hyunjin. THE boy of the entire school. Tall, talented, artistic, smart, and literally everything else a girl could hope for.

"Every single girl in this school is heart throbbing for him. Should i ask him out?"

Even though you acted totally cool about all this, you couldn't imagine your best friend, whom you've known for more than 10 years, falling for some random guy all of a sudden and thinking of confessing to him.

'Heart throbbing for him,' she had said.

'Then what about me?' you wonder. Are you some kind of old, wrinkly junk to her that can be thrown away and abandoned so easily?

Perhaps.. compared to THE Hwang Hyunjin, always the main character of the story, you probably are.

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I try to talk with you more and I feel so tired. But I can’t give you up.

The next few days you kept asking her what she liked about Hyunjin so much.

"Why do you keep asking?" she'd respond, waving you away.

Our pointless arguments end yet again with a goodbye.

If this is thе last of us,

I might just die.

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It was 10 years ago when you first met her, and 5 years when you fell in love with that person.

At first you didn't even know what love was. You didn't even care.

But the moment you met her, everything changed.

Love me like you loved me.

When you guys ate lunch together, you'd offer her your snacks. Every single day, she'd say "I love you bestie" and gobble it all up in one go - smiling with those cute cat like eyes and chubby cheeks.

'Cute,' you thought.

Say you're still mine

Once, in high school, someone from your class confessed to you during literature. You were so shocked that your introvert ass just kept staring at the poor girl fidgeting in front of you nervously.

Then, your best friend took action. Knowing that you probably didnt have any feelings for anyone, she told the girl to piss off.

"Sorry, but he's mine!" she had said playfully, putting an arm around you.

Of course you knew she was covering for you, but you couldn't help blushing furiously.

These days, all she does is talk about that stupid crush whenever she has a chance.

When you offer her snacks, she takes them without a comment and walks off to talk to other friends (mostly Hyunjin).

As time passes, you both start to draw apart. You didn't like it and so did she but it was the only way for you two to start focusing on your own dreams and interests.

Don't leave me

But she did.

2 Years Later

It's over a year you haven't seen Han Jisung. After you announced that you and Hyunjin are finally dating, he just disappeared without a word.

Where could he be? you kept asking yourself.

3 More Years Later

Your sister is graduating high school! The exact same high school you went to five years ago...

Before the ceremony started, you decide to take a stroll around the large school - check if any of your old teachers still worked here.

On the way, you found yourself walking in the same hallway you went through the most often during your high school years.

Even though it should've been your long-time ex that you think about first, the face you first think of is Han Jisung.

Gosh, where could he be?

You come across your old locker.

The locker where Han secretly stashed chocolate and candies whenever you felt down,

The locker where you hid yourself and cried in when you failed finals,

The locker that Han Jisung opened and carefully carried you down,

The locker where you had your first kiss.

Yes it was a very stupid dare that you guys thought of when you were young, foolish, and immature. But it was still your first kiss.

Shaking away the passed memories, you pry open the unlocked locker.

Since summer was approaching, everyone had emptied theirs and took all their belongings home.

There was nothing in there..

Except a folded note.

With trembling hands, you pick up the paper and open it. The moment you see the handwriting, you gasp - it is Jisung's.

Dear (name),

I heard your sister is finally graduating and I couldn't miss the chance of talking to you.

I knew you were sooner or later passing by here so.. i left a note :)

Funny what you're thinking, where are you?

Hopefully you read this and not just a random freshman who got a new locker.

As you know, this school holds a lot of memories we spent together when we were young.

I hope you treasure the past and think back to those good times like I always do every single day.

There's someone else in your head right now

I already know

But I'll think of it all as a lie

Baby, don't go away

15 years ago, we became best friends.

10 years ago, I fell in love with someone.

And that 'someone' is you.

I've waited for you, (name). And I still am.

Just dont leave me alone

Don't forget that when you need it, help is always beside you.

Just stay by my side

I love you.

Forever yours: Han Jisung

Miserable (You and Me)

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Check out masterlist for more.

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED! THANKS FOR READING!

#han jisung #stray kids #straykids angst #han jisung angst #stray kids han #SoundCloud

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thescribeoflostmemories · 1 year

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"I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way." -Jessica Rabbit

Inspired by the movie and novel "Who framed/ censored Roger Rabbit?!" And Chowder

In preparation for more Fatui Harbingers x reader stuff.

Creation! Reader x modern! Fatui Harbingers (platonic? Idfk, might be torn into separate fics, like Yandere, dessert or something)

Tags: fantasy/realism, some hidden violence(?, Dottore's in here), fluff(?), Innuendos, hints racism/disability (?) Using fem reader (but you can change it up), magical bunny assistant reader.

Imagine you're not realistic, I mean. You popped into Phantasia, a city for creations like you. Yep, that's right, you're a drawing! After you've been created. You don't fit the criteria of a drawing, how you walk the talk is a kin to a regular person. You're neither.

You aren't bound to the laws of human physics. You can bend in unimaginable positions that weren't possible, fold, electrocute, hell. You can jump off a cliff and you won't die. Still you bleed and get bruises from it before a few shake offs.

One of the things you didn't like about yourself is that you're an assistant bunny girl in a magician's suit. And yes, you do have stockings. Most people can't take you seriously when you tell them you looked up to Betty Boop. You'll show them, and rub it in their faces that a deformed 'creation' like you could have their own show!

No entertainment programs could accept you due to your humane features, you weren't eye catching enough. Nor do you do funny gags consistently enough to retain children's attention for a good amount of time like other regular normal cartoons like Tom and Jerry, SpongeBob, Looney toons or maybe even Disney's toons. But children's educational programs allowed you to star in their shows. Even if you also attracted adults to the program when you didn't mean to. As long as you're being paid, not in peanuts like dumbo the elephant and the others.

But there is a particular group of people you aren't that much aware of in the entertainment industry. Today you're supposed to air in other countries like in Snezhnaya. You're acutely aware of them, but as a creation you have nothing to do with it. And besides you got kids to teach!

Occasionally, you get to meet other people. Like this child named Teucer who's been your fan since the show aired. At the convention, you're here for a meet and greet with some fans, of course all of them are lovely like him. Alongside is his brother Tartaglia who watched your show with Teucer.

Soon, someone from the entertainment industry proposed to you to let you have your own show like your own show, with its own educational flair. Though you owe everything to the first educational program you've entered, it feels rather scary that they offered a position that pays well and higher exposure.

In the end, you stayed with your program until the series finale when your partner, Kiki the protagonist, has grown up to be a fine woman. Often she comes to you for help.

So right now with income gone, left jobless. With merchandising still going strong and passively giving you some retirement funds.

Thinking about that little boy named Teucer. You dabbled into a side gig of being an entertainer at parties. And of course your first customer would be the little ginger boy at his birthday party.

You entertained guests with neat tricks and gave all fun games and rewards for anyone who participated.

Except for one kid who you couldn't cheer up. An indigo haired boy in a formal suit. Whenever you looked at him, he made a deeper frown than the last.

You discovered his name is Scaramouche and was forced to go to this 'kid's birthday party'. So you tried to cheer him up with fun party tricks like being in two places at once, though it drains you to do that.

Teucer's older brother Childe seemed to be interested and asked for your phone's number.

It lead to multiple meetups like at the park or even at Phantasia. There you met some of his other friends like Mr. Capitano, Ms. Signora. The latter had given you great tips on how to sound better when singing.

Columbina and Arlecchino are an odd bunch, since they just gave you some treats and sweets, then left. But you recognize the maiden anywhere, she licensed your studio's theme song and soundtracks. So you're lucky to even see her.

Meanwhile this 'Doctor' person kept asking you out on 'dates' to quote on quote to 'investigate' further. But of course he was stopped by a high ranking socialite Mr. Pantalone.

This boss person, you could have sworn you've met somewhere before in your life. Him and creations don't mix like water and oil but after meeting you, he just tolerates you since you aren't as wacky as the other creations from Fantasia's studios or something of the like. He somewhat finds it odd to know that you worked in the education program instead of-... Nope nevermind!

You liked Sandrone and Pulcinella, (mostly Sandrone) since they interacted with you the most. Asking how creations like you work, occasionally gives you a drawing of an outfit which thankfully adds a variety to your wardrobe and not wearing the same outfits each visit.

Thanks to them, you get to meet a very special person. The Tsaritsa herself in private! She's kind and warm just as they described her as such.

#fatui x reader #genshin fanfic #modern au #au imagines #genshin imagines #genshin x you

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rphelperblog · 2 years

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X-men Quotes Rp Meme

{part one}

inspired by @legman-lensherr @abrushwithdeath

“The next time you feel like showing off...don’t.”

"Mankind has always feared what it doesn't understand."

“We need you to hope again.”

please do not make us the enemy today.”

"My emotions make me strong."

“You are a perceptive one.”

“I think you'll be comfortable here.”

“ Is that your gift? Putting up with that guy?”

"Just because someone stumbles and loses their way doesn't mean they're lost forever."

“You’ll need me too.”

“If you let them have me, I'm as good as dead. You know that.”

“Look kid, you and I are gonna be good friends.”

It's not him I'm worried about. It's us. We were younger, more brash. We didn't know any better.”

“We are all gonna die sometime.”

"Just because someone stumbles and loses their path, doesn't mean they are lost forever."

“Good to see you, old friend.”

So many battles waged over the years... and yet, none like this. Are we destined to destroy each other, or can we change each other and unite? Is the future truly set?”

“Well then I'll kill them too, and anyone who comes next!”

"Don't be what they made you."

“ I'm just not very good with violence...”

“So, you always were an asshole.”

“Someone so beautiful should not be so angry.”

"You have the chance to become part of something much bigger than yourself."

“I think I want to wake up now.”

Go upstairs and bug your sister.”

"I always know who you are. It's just sometimes I don't recognize you."

“Are you drinking to forget?”

I don't know karate. But I know crazy.”

“No, I’m drinking to remember.”

“I'm her boyfriend.”

“When an individual acquires great power, the use or misuse of that power is everything, will it be used for the greater good or will it be used for personal or destructive ends? Now this is a question we must all ask ourselves. Why? Because we are mutants.”

"Listen to me very carefully, my friend. killing him will not bring you peace."

Listen to me, you piece of shit! I watched a lot of good people die, and I came back to stop that from happening!”

“I didn’t kill the president.”

if you kill him, there'll be ten more like him.”

YOUR cause. The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing.”

This is what life looks like. a home, people who love each other. safe place. You should take a moment and feel it."

“Just because someone stumbles and loses their path, doesn't mean they're lost forever.”

I'm a princess. What are you?”

“Prison break? That's illegal, you know?”

“It’s only illegal if you get caught.”

“We have fifteen seconds before the door open, and then guards will come through that door.”

Patience isn't my strongest suit.”

“You're a cold murderous bitch!”

You're like me. You're a survivor.”

I'll do it, to save her. Not for your future whatever.”

So much for being a survivor.”

“You want to make a statement? Kill me, fine! But spare everyone else!”

“Should be fun. I'm holding you so you won't get whiplash.”

“The past: a new and uncertain world. A world of endless possibilities and infinite outcomes. Countless choices define our fate: each choice, each moment, a moment in the ripple of time. Enough ripple, and you change the tide... for the future is never truly set.”

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! This is a code red situation! We are evacuating the entire floor, so that we - my, uh”

"There's so much more to you than you know, not just pain and anger. There's good in you too, and you can harness all that. You have a power that no one can match, not even me."

You're on acid... somebody gave you really bad acid...”

“You know, my mom once knew a guy who could do that.”

All right, you've piqued my interest. What do you want?”

“ All those years wasted fighting each other, ... to have a precious few of them back.”

Sentinels that transform. Can you imagine the possibilities?”

I spent a lot of years trying to bring you down, bub.”

I take it we're best buddies in the future?”

No... I don't want your suffering, I don't want your future!”

“ I probably shouldn't be asking this sort of thing... but in the future, do I make it?”

“Get off the bloody chandelier,”

Look past my future... Look for YOUR future... That's it...”

“She left because you got inside her head.”

“You didn't raise her. You grew up with her. She couldn't stay a little girl forever. That's why she left.”

“Which makes it slightly that you managed to miss our sign on the way in. This is private property, my friend...”

So I wake up in my younger body, God knows where, and then what?”

“Welcome to mutant high.”

It's been a long time since we were this close. I missed you.”

So what's to stop me from killing YOU right now and securing MY future?”

Mine. I've seen their plans. They're creating a weapon, and now they have what they need to take it further. We have to strike now, while we still hold the upper hand.”

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threestripeslider · 1 year

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A, D and F for OMO

A: How did you come up with the title to [insert fic]?

well, i did want something that gives an early hint or indication that Leonardo's been pretty much displaced in time and space – so initially i wanted to use 'odd one out' as he's the one who doesn't really fit into the equation (Casey Jr was sent into the past deliberately, Leonardo wasn't) but then i remembered i used that exact title for another fic already LMAO so i just tweaked into 'odd man out'.

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with [insert fic]?

oh dear please don't tempt me into creating an OMO playlist KJBDKJFBKJ i have way too many songs that vibe with the fic and the characters but if i had to say an exact one right now, i'd pick Flares by The Script for Leonardo specifically.

F: Share a snippet from one of your favourite dialogue scenes you've written and explain why you're proud of it.

OH BOY, that ones difficult bc there are actually a few that i really really like but i guess i can always share the one that makes me most insane currently:

Somehow, Leonardo manages a small, broken laugh. “You were the best,” he tells her quietly.

i think Leonardo's entire memory of April makes me want to break down in tears – like, already in general we know Leonardo has a lot of love and grief for the ones he has lost, but the whole aspect of April being human is what got to me the most. i always imagined she was the first one to stand with them bc imagine your world is being razed down by aliens and suddenly these mutants and yokai start popping up – your entire worldview just shatters and you dont even know if you can trust those creatures who could also hail from space.

but then you see this singular human girl who fights and commands alongside of them, you see her hold herself with such strength and grace, you see her be respected and listened to by creatures you've only ever heard from stories. your world is ending around you, humankind is at the brink of extinction and yet there is this single human telling you; you can still fight, not all hope is lost, you can still fight, you can still keep going, this isnt over yet.

to me, Commander O'Neil was the human that represented all of humankind in its best qualities; resilience, innovation and love. she's someone so unkillable, even her enemies will long remember her bc as long as people remember us, we're all immortal. to Leonardo, she was home and earth itself, refusing to die, refusing to be forgotten – bc despite the tragedy, it was a story worth to tell. and that's why she's always been the best.

#turtle files: ask #omo #odd man out #omo files: behind the scene #if you were wondering: yeah i teared up a lot writing april's intro

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leejihoonownsmyheart · 6 months

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WOOZI LIKES SEX SONGS??? WAIT WHEN WAS THIS AND HOW DID I MISS IT...and you're right he's so good at writing self confident songs wtf genius god of music woozi

OH... IT'S OKAY!! YOU'RE NOT A FRAUD YOU'RE JUST...AN IMAGINER.... WE DO NOT JUDGE AROUND HERE, ESPECIALLY SINCE YOU'RE AWESOME

omg okay choose the venue brie 🙄🙄🙄

UR RIGHJT 20s SLANG IS SO FUNNY...giggle juice reminds me of that meme that goes 'the bob got me crunk' IDK IF YOU'VE SEEN IT BUT THAT'S GIGGLE JUICE

OH MY GOD I DIDN'T KNOW GALLAGHER GIRLS IS A BOOK WHOOPS...it sounds so interesting tho??? i'm a sucker for spy books tbh...and who's zachary goode??? tell me more!! ALSO TELL ME ABOUT THE OC NICK. WHAT'S HE LIKE

ALSO WHERE CAN I WATCH DOCTOR WHO AND SUPERNATURAL??? IF THEY'RE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU TO HYPERFIXATE ON THOSE SHOWS, THEN THEY'RE GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME

you like requests that are different?? whoops...sorry i just gave you something really generic...but i will keep that in mind!! i will think about asks that will lead to a relationship because that's actually the best ending hands down

I POSTED MY BEST FRIEND ON MY STORY (a guy) AND HE LEFT ME ON DELIVERED LMAOOOOOO WHY IS HE LIKE THIS?? (i might block him, thank you btw...) (treat you better plays in the background)

why is it fair for your friends to be mad at you??? not to pry but like can't you choose who you want to be friends with ?😭 don't get sick thinking about it wtf you deserve better

NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR GOING OFF ABOUT HTINGS THAT YOU LIKE??? I'LL GLADLY LISTEN <3

-🫨 anon

I keep a watchful eye of his spotify playlist…. Nasty by Arianna grande PLUS HE LIKES BRUNO MARS AND JUSTIN BIEBER and he used to really like fine by me by chris brown (he was jamming to it in a very old video) and while i digress the majority of these are kinda baby sex songs THEY ARE STILL SEX SONGS

AN IMAGINER 🥹

This is kinda lame but i’ve always kinda adored a forest venue kinda like in twilight i guess 😭 Imagine it.. a wedding, in the snow... bridesmaids in like sage and blush colors IT SEEMS MAGICAL

I LOOKED UP THE MEME AND I AM LAUGHING SO HARD THATS THE GIGGLE JUICE!!!!!!!

I DONT THINK ITS A SUPER POPULAR BOOK SERIES MOST PEOPLE I KNOW DON'T KNOW THE SERIES

Zachary Goode is one of the boys that goes to Blackthorne Academy and HE IS LITERALLY SO HOT the first time they meet HE OUT SPIES HER which is CRAZY if you read the first book because she is the best spy at Gallagher academy. i don't remember too much about him but he is a huge flirt and in the second book (when we meet him) he is just so respectful of her and obsessed with her.... He's perfect PERFECT.

YOU CAN WATCH DOCTOR WHO ON I BELIEVE HBO MAX they took it off netflix a few years ago... like what the fuck... AND YOU CAN WATCH SUPERNATURAL ON NETFLIX STILL. I miss that show, they're doing a con right now somewhere in... england I think I saw and I'm so jealous...

ALSO SHUSH. THAT WAS A PERFECT AMAZING IDEA AND YOU HAVE A PERFECT SEXY BRAIN I LOVE IT

HE LEFT YOU ON DELIVERED?! THATS SO ANNOYING you should be able to post your best friend in peace... I am very excited about this update by the way... I would live and die for every tiny detail about your love life so whenever you want to tell someone about it :))) it could be me :))) ^.^

ALRIGHT ILL GIVE YOU THE WHOLE TLDR this started when my friends moved to mornings. The two people I am closest to at work are my friends Sophia and Rachel and they are both directors at my store while I am just a manager. So ALREADY I'm jealous because they get to go to all these director's meetings together, and then they both move to mornings and not only does that suck because they get to see each other all the time and I see them maybe twice a week BUT THEY LEFT ME WITH ALL THE GUY MANAGERS So one of the guy managers I have spoken of before is Ben. And he is the one that I now work with the most. I used to be kinda close with him while he was dating one of the other managers but we kinda waned out of friendship after something happened on one of my leading shifts (it was not deep.)

We will remember Ben as the Capricorn I work with who broke up with his girlfriend because of a conversation he had with our boss about how she is not the kind of girl he wants to spend the rest of his life with (as she had been going to parties a lot???) and then he broke up with her at work right after her shift and as he started his and then he had sexual relations with a FRESHLY 18-year-old girl that he had been doing one-on-ones with for work while he was still sleeping with his now ex-girlfriend and she found out because she went through his watch text messages at work

DRAMA RIGHT AND I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING, brie he is a terrible person

mhm. So. he is a pretty good friend to have. He is very funny, and is easy to make fun of and he's actually pretty supportive. Working with him all of the time I have gotten closer to him. I used to go to the gym with him and my other coworker Blake but when all the aforementioned stuff happened I stopped. Anyways we all started seeing each other at the gym again and THEN my coworkers Nam and Blake moved to the same apartment 'neighborhood' as me. I joked with them that I would be at their apartment all the time cause we live so close

I've always been kinda friends with Nam since we both like anime and we're the same age, but we aren't actually that close. Anyways Blake was having his birthday party at Nam's apartment and I got myself invited because I am annoying :) And the people there are Daniel, Blake, Nam, and Ben. Somehow, that turned into this group of people hanging out EVERY tuesday. I left my sweatshirt and Nam's apartment on Blake's birthday and so everytime Nam saw me he would loudly be like WHEN ARE YOU COMING BACK TO GET YOUR SWEATSHIRT (as if we had fucked and I like it there... humiliating) so I start getting invited to hang out with the group which has extended to adding Minnie, Cassidy, my friend Justin, my coworker Aaron and his friend Kellen.

This is a WEIRD group of people and my friend Rachel does get jealous pretty easily. They both HEAVILY judge me for my friendship with Ben (fair) and they really judged me when I told them about the hangout so I didn't show up like two weeks in a row but for some reason they always text me and call me if I don't show up so I've started going anyways

Rachel doesn't react to my bereals if Ben is in them

So Rachel had taken over the schedule and on the very few times that I got to see her I would joke that she purposely moved herself to mornings cause she doesn't want to work with me. Anyways I am mean when I joke. I know this. I tell people this because I'm really insecure about it because I'm so "nice" all the time no one believes me and then I hurt someone's feelings and I want to cry. So anyways she started crying because of these jokes and she said she felt like I was mad at her.

I wasn't but I also was a little because also we were supposed to hang out with some other friends Emilee, and Chelsea and my friend Dawn and Emilee said she couldn't hangout that day and they planned to hang out then anyways without even trying to find a different day that would work. That's shitty. And then she said that she just really wanted to hammer down a day because she had been trying to plan this since august but like that was just bullshit it was the ONE day Emilee couldn't hang out she just didn't try hard enough and didn't even care that she was leaving Emilee out of it.

SO I was really stressed cause I didn't know how to tell them I thought that was really shitty. And also during ALL of this I am really really depressed. I don't want to talk to anyone, every single shift I worked I would cry because it was so hard and then I ran out of my anxiety meds so I was having panic attacks every single shift.

Anyways Rachel tells me I'm mean, she cries, I cry and then try to ice them out because I don't want to cry and make it all about myself. I have a cute breakdown.

It's really confusing to have this weird group of friends who really want to hang out with me and then Rachel and Sophia who want to hang out with me but also know that Rachel is mad at me. And it's really stressful to remember that if I talk about the people I am hanging out with the most and who seem to want to talk to me the most then my other friends will be mad at me. But if I don't hang out with that weird group of friends I will be so lonely because the only other person that I want to talk to all the time is busy and I am definitely smothering them cause I'm so fucking annoying

So, also I have no one to talk to about work. Rachel and Sophia don't work with the people I work with. I complain about everything if I can and also when I complain about things that Ben do they immediately get him in trouble for it by dragging our store operator into things when they aren't that serious and I am already dogging on him for it so now it's like if I complain about ben it gets back to him and one of these days he is going to be mad at me for it

I always say I can't complain about things because there are always consequences so I stopped complaining about things at work and Rachel and Sophia get mad at me for not talking about work things because we basically don't talk like at all.

However case and point, I told them ages ago that I wanted to learn interviews and they pretended to be excited about it and I mentioned it to them more than once and then a month later they are training James. Not me. So I ask Rachel oh is James learning interviews as if I didn't want to immediately start sobbing upon seeing it. And she immediately said some shit about brittni (our bosses wife) wanting to make sure I wasn't too stressed with school. I ASKED TO LEARN INTERVIEWS. WHY WOULD I ASK IF I WOULD BE TOO STRESSED ABOUT IT BECAUSE OF SCHOOL.

so I complain about it in passing to Blake and my boss over hears that I am upset about something but I don't tell him because I am being a baby right. Well my boss follows up with blake and blake tells him the truth and then my boss thinks that I am upset at him over it. Which I'm not. my boss didn't know I wanted to do interviews. So after our cute little "you should have asked me" chat I cried and then because of that I think rachel got in trouble because I immediately got scheduled to learn interviews.

I DONT WANT TO DO IT NOW. I complained and now everyone things I'm a fucking cry baby. which I am.

and i just. am so greatful for the friends I have but I'm miserable everyday and people are mad at me cause I don't talk about my feelings anymore and I don't even know what they think I just can;t do anything without upsetting anyone.

I don't know. I just really need a therapist but no one will get back to me so I'm just stuck with a dumb psychiatrist who things higher doses of sedative medicine will cure my anxiety and thus minimalize my depression. Whatever. I just hate being a cry baby and being so mad at myself for being a cry baby and then having people tell me how nice and great I am, like I'm not you know what i mean? AND YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN narcissist. Oh boohoo a bunch of people want your attention and want to hang out with you that's so hard. And then on top of that I have to reject a 32-year-old anime coworker who hasn't even asked me out yet.

AND THAT IS WHY IT IS FAIR THEY ARE MAD AT ME and why I should choose not to be friends with my weird group of friends and why I am stressed about it every day sigh

ALSO PRY AWAY again I am such a baby narcissist I love talking about myself sigh

#You can ignore the extremely long deep dive of my social life I think I went overboard but I literally can't tell a story and make it #genuinely brief #a story about going downstairs to get mail can be a ten minute story would you believe #i am. Crazy #IN A GOOD WAY #since you'll see this when you wake up I HOPE YOU SLEPT WELL #also you know those people who like... get tired of people and you know that one day they will get tired of you #sigh.#i just want to talk to them all the time every day but I don't think they feel the same anymore and it hurts.

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