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fookingmuffins · 1 year

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Say something babe pt 3

James potter x reader (well not anymore really)

Angst

Warnings: cheating, lying, few punches are thrown and cursing I think? (Switch of povs)

A/n: last part!I hope you guys can enjoy this part as much as the others. There's different povs and a time skip in this part. Thank you for the lovely feed back genuinely means so much to me and got me so excited to write again. So maybe next time I'll write something a little bit more happy 💀

James had fucked up he knew right when you rejected his kiss, and then you went and mentioned Lily, and he expected to be a dead man by the time you got out of his dorm, so he tried to lie again unfortunately that was apparently not an option this time. You had always been the type of person to wear your heart out on your sleeve without a care in the world, but right now seeing you seemed, so emotionless, James was sure he preferred the screaming and crying. He had cheated on you, yet you were so emotionless which if he was being honest stung a little because did you not love him? Why didn't you care?

As you got up deep down, James knew it was really over, especially after you called him Potter with such venom in your voice that was usually full of love for him, but part of him hoped you would come back to him the way you always did. In the meantime, he would have Lily to keep him entertained.

When the other Marauders came back, Sirius was carrying a honeydukes bag, "Where's y/n? I figured she was having a bad day. Or weeks I don't know she's acting different, so I brought her favorite treats." James knew that Sirius and y/n had been friends since childhood since they both came from pure-blood families and her father had hoped for them to marry before leaving her mother, who unlike most pure-blood Slytherin was not prejudiced against muggles.

"She broke up with me…" James knew that Padfoot loved him, but he'd be a fool to think he wouldn't hex him if he knew the truth about how he hurt his other best friend, so he kept it short

"What!? Why!? What in Merlin's baggy fronts did you do Potter?"

"What? Why did I have to do something? She's the one who broke up with me!... a-all because, apparently, I was no longer good enough for Ms. Popular." Sirius looked at James, not believing a word he was saying, all the marauders knew you were most definitely not that type of person. But he had to lie and hope they didn't find out the truth because if Sirius found out he was a dead man. Especially since at the beginning, Sirius was not at all happy with the relationship, yet James insisted, and he had no choice but to accept it for the sake of his two best friends.

"That has to be bullshit!" Sirius turned around to head out again, probably to look for you, but Remus stopped him and told him to just do it tomorrow. At that moment, James thanked whatever greater power had saved him and started concocting a plan to keep Sirius and y/n from speaking.

.......♡☆♡........

This was not how James Potter was planning to spend his last few days at Hogwarts. Only a week after y/n broke up with him and word got out, Lily Evans had also ended things with him, no longer deeming him interesting and refusing to make them official again. James' hopes of y/n crawling back to him soon enough also started to waver as she refused to even spare him a look and if by some miracle she did look in his general direction her eyes passed through him as if he was just another stranger. His former fan club of fangirls had also dispersed, most of them being too loyal to y/n for one reason or another, and it was not like they knew why they broke up, but they knew that if y/n was ignoring his existence it was with good reason. James was at least relieved that y/n had also been avoiding Sirius and the rest of the marauders, so at least he still had his friends with him.

But unbeknownst to him today, exactly 3 days before their official last day at Hogwarts, Sirius managed to corner you and finally got you to talk.

"-and then I kept stirring and stirring and stirring the potion, but I swear I wanted to stop but dream me was in some sort of trance-"

"Sirius please I swear I'm fine I'm over James, and I'm sorry for ignoring you, but please just let me go."

"I told you not until you tell me what he did to you. I know he did something because he said you didn't think he was popular enough for you, which like hello? So dumb and so unlike you, and you wouldn't ignore me unless you thought I was involved in whatever fuck up he did. Which I'm not! And plus I have not seen a real smile from you since before spring break, so you're stuck here with me till you talk. Now where was I?.... right! So I kept stirring and stirring…" You were sure that what Sirius was doing right now could be qualified as torture after he had cornered you and locked you with him in an empty classroom, he immediately tried to get you to talk. But since you refused he proposed he would wait till you were ready to tell him, however in the meantime he would tell you a story. Which was all fine and dandy, except his story had been in the same part for over 20 minutes now, and you could only hear him talk about stirring a potion a certain amount of times.

"Okay! Fine! If you really don't know, I'll talk!" And you did. By the time you were done, Sirius was seething and cursing James however when he looked at you and how your once brilliant eyes had lost their spark, and you looked so tired he decided to postpone James' doom for a little bit and instead pulled some sweets from his bag and spent the whole afternoon talking to you about everything and nothing, even getting you to laugh few times with stories about how he would pretend to be your knight when you were obsessed with being a princess as a kid and this time you actually felt the joy of laughing. You had forgotten how lucky you were for having someone who knew you the way Sirius did. (And thankfully there were no more mentions of his potion dream!)

By the time it was night, he walked you to your house and said goodbye to you with a tight hug, making you promise to never ignore him that way again, or he would probably go insane. After watching you go in through your house's entrance, he turned around with just one thought on his mind. James Potter was going to pay for hurting his princess.

.......♡☆♡........

James Potter quite literally had no idea what hit him as soon as he came out of the bathroom. One moment he was making his way to his bed and the next he was on the floor holding his nose, which he was pretty sure was broken.

"What the fuck, Pads! What the fuck was that for!?" James was sure he had never been more grateful for Peter and Remus, the latter who was instantly ready to stop whatever the fuck had gotten into Sirius.

" Remus, I swear, you better get out of my fucking way and let me settle this with this cheating pig!" At that moment, everything stopped for James. You had told Sirius, he couldn't believe it. He knew that at that moment he was essentially a dead man walking. He knew that if Sirius stopped at just a broken nose, he should consider himself lucky.

"Cheating pig? What the hell are you going on about now, Pads?" Peter looked between James and Sirius, expecting an explanation from either of them.

"What James? Apart from being a cheater and a lying bitch, you're also a fucking coward?" James wanted to cry, he wasn't sure if it was from the pain on his face or because he was fucking terrified. "Fine, I'll tell them myself about how you had the audacity to cheat on the most amazing girl with your ex, talk shit about her behind her back, and he gaslit her so bad she lost all the fucking spark in her eyes!"

"He what?!"

"No fucking way!"

Both Peter and Remus were both now looking at James with a mixture of disbelief, disgust and disappointment. He didn't want to look at them, but he could feel Sirius look of pure hatred looking at him.

"Pads I-I didn't mean to hurt her, it just happened… b-but now that you know and have talked to her ma-maybe we can fix this! I can make it up to her, and we can get back together. It could be a nice way to pay me back for helping you get away from your parents." Sirius saw red when he heard that and pushing Peter and Remus away he launched himself at James who was still sitting on the floor.

.......♡☆♡........

You were sure this time Luna was going to kill you, you were running late again. Today was her rehearsal dinner, and you were to be the maid of honor having been the one who introduced her to her fiancé, Percy, back in your Hogwarts days that now seemed so far away though it's only been two years.

You arrived and thankfully Penny had been able to cover for you with the instructions you provided just fine and after greeting a few guests you finally saw him sitting by the bar. Although you had seen him this morning before you both left for work, you couldn't help but be excited about being in his arms again.

"Excuse me for being too forward, but are you by any chance a single Miss?" You rolled your eyes at his cheeky antics but decided to play along.

"I'm afraid you've come too late Sir, my heart has been taken already and so has my hand" You say dramatically showing him your engagement ring.

"Oh really? He must be a lucky lad and very handsome obviously to be deserving of such a lady"

"Lucky indeed." At that, tired of playing games, you kissed him softly, which he quickly reciprocated. When you pulled away, you took the drink he had been previously nursing and pulled him to where dinner was about to be served. You both sat down next to Penny and her girlfriend.

"I'm just saying y/n we can only adopt so many pets before our house starts looking like a-" All of you were chatting animatedly when suddenly your fiancé stopped talking about why you shouldn't get another cat, and you felt him tense beside you. You looked at him and saw he was glaring at someone, so you followed his line of sight and saw no other than James Fleamont Potter standing there staring right back at you.

"I get what you're saying, love, but what if I just happened to stumble upon a homeless cat? I could not be so heartless as to just leave him there." You continued your conversation as if nothing happened, effectively regaining your lover's attention, leaving James Potter forgotten for now.

.......♡☆♡........

James heard your voice before he saw you, the voice that had been constantly hunting for the past two years. At first, he thought this was another one of his hallucinations until he saw you. You looked more beautiful than ever, and you were practically glowing. He couldn't help but freeze and just stare at you in pure awe. When you looked at him, he felt the air leave his body, yet he felt more alive than he had in these last two years. But you didn't even bat an eye and looked away, continuing your conversation as if nothing had happened.

James' heart dropped, you had clearly not been thinking about him the way he had been of you. He scanned the room to see if he perhaps could sit close to you, and that's when he saw him. A knot formed in James' throat as he saw him take your hand, and you smiled and looked at him the way you used to look at him back when you two were in love.

James cursed himself for arriving late, cause the only empty seat was too far away for his liking, but at least he could still watch you. He was entranced by you. He felt like he was the 17-year-old boy again, shocked to find out you liked him too. After dinner, music started playing and the soon-to-be weds invited all the couples to join them on the dance floor for a slow dance. James felt tears fill his eyes as he watched you make your way to the dance floor holding another man's hand while the biggest smile adorned your face.

.......♡☆♡........

"I cannot physically wait for this to be us." You smiled at your fiancé's words.

"I can't wait either."

"I love you y/n y/l/n"

"I love you, Sirius Black" You leaned in and kissed your fiancé while you two continued to sway to the song playing.

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peterporkerfan · 1 year

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sketchbook [earth 1610!miles morales x latina!reader]

word count: 1.2k

warnings: fluff, light cursing, kissing, relationship insecurities, lots of spanglish

a/n: i’m a puerto rican whose first language is spanish, so nothing here is google translated i promise 💀

It was a hot June afternoon, and the air was sizzling all over the city.

You and Miles laid on his bed, side by side, with his arm draped around your shoulder. The AC was on full blast, and Miles’ favorite album sounded all around the room. You were both humming and singing along contently. You looked up at him smiling every once in a while, and he’d look back, smiling even wider.

“Baby, do you hear this? No one does it like Kendrick. His music is on a whole ‘nother level.” He smiled back down at you, looking at you with sheer adoration.“You know, Gwen and I…we’d listen to him all the time when she’d swing by. I love his music.”

“Remember when your favorite rapper was Post Malone?” You joked, and he looked away awkwardly.

“Yeah…we don’t—we don’t talk about that.”

You laughed and you brought your hands to his cheeks, bringing him closer and kissing him deeply. He smiled into the kiss, bringing his hands to your waist and pulling you towards him until you were laying on top of him.

You pull away from the kiss, and look down at Miles while you smile.

“I’ve never met anyone like you, Miles. Eres otra cosa.”

Miles smiled back at you, feeling so lucky to have someone like you in his life. “Just wait until you meet Peter, Hobie, or Gwen…especially Gwen. She’s the coolest person ever. You two would get along really well.” Miles rambled.

“I’m sure we would.” You smiled back at your boyfriend, knowing how much he cared about his friends.

“Miles, mijo! Baja un momentito. I need your help with something!” Mrs. Morales shouted from downstairs.

“Coming, Ma!” Miles shouted back, turning his head in the direction of the opened door.

“A mi tú no me grites!”

Miles sighed, “I’ll be back ya mismo”

“I’ll be right here” You smiled at him. Miles smiled back and walked out, leaving you alone in his room.

When Miles shut the door, you stood up from your position, sitting with your legs crossed on the edge of the twin sized bed. You took in his room, and how much it reminded you of him. His collectible figurines, countless posters of his favorite rappers and albums, and the constant clutter on his floor. You spotted his sketchbook on the ground right in front of you, and felt a sudden urge to pick it up.

Miles was generally open about most things with you, however he kept his drawings to himself. You never questioned it as maybe he just thought they were embarrassing or too personal. You slowly picked up the book and started flipping through its pages. At first you were met with images of his uncle, his suit, and the streets of Brooklyn. You smiled faintly as you flipped through, appreciating how utterly talented your boyfriend was. However, you were suddenly met with countless images of someone whose name you’d never forget: Gwen.

Miles’ face would always light up when he mentioned Gwen. You never thought much of it, however, there were so many drawings of her in his sketchbook, which must’ve taken hours to make, with every little detail about her captured on the paper. You began to feel an unfamiliar pain take over you, and you put the sketchbook down where you got it from. God, she was gorgeous. And cool. Of course Miles liked her…I mean who wouldn’t? The way he described her made her seem so…captivating. Before the thought took over you completely, Miles walked into the room again, holding a large laundry basket and setting it down besides his bed. You tried to change your expression, looking up at your boyfriend like you usually would.

“That’s a lot of clothes to sort through. Que mierda.” Miles sighed.

“You need any help?”

“Yeah, actually. That’d be pretty good.”

“Cual es la palabra mágica?” You teased, batting your eyes at him playfully.

Miles narrowed his eyes at you, acting playfully annoyed. “Please?”

You walked towards him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and leaned down to sort through the clothes in the basket.

“I think you might’ve outgrown this sweater a while ago.” You held it out so Miles could see. It was an orange cardigan, with patches embroidered into it.

“Haha, very funny, Y/N. That’s Gwen’s. She left it here last time que visitó.”

“Y tú—you wear it?” You asked, feeling the uneasiness you felt before come rushing back.

“Course not. Mami probably threw it in the laundry basket sorting through my room at some point.”

“Oh.”

“It’s nice to have something of her’s though. Just to remember her by.”

Some time went by and you continued to fold clothes while a question bubbled inside you. Finally, after a long silence, you asked.

“Miles, tú—do you still…”

“Do I still what, mi amor?”

“Have feelings for…”

Miles furrowed his brows. “For…Gwen?”

“I mean, you talk about her so much and I didn’t mean to violate your privacy or anything but I may or may not have looked through your sketchbook filled with drawings of her. And don’t get me wrong the drawings are really good pero—”

Miles interrupted your senseless ramble. “Mi amor…”

“Qué?”

“You don’t seriously think that I like her, right?”

“Well, I don’t know. I mean I wouldn’t blame you for it, you know. You did once before, you could again but—“

“Baby…those drawings are old, did you go through the whole thing?”

“No, not really. I guess I thought I’d seen…enough.”

Miles picked up the sketchbook off the ground and flipped through it. He handed it to you and looked at you with adoration as he did so (unbeknownst to you, as you were staring down at your shoes with shame). You flipped the page from a drawing of Gwen and saw it: countless drawings of you. All done when you thought he wasn’t looking. A drawing of you looking at the board in math class, sitting across the room from Miles (only because the teacher thought you two were “too chatty” when you sat together). A drawing of you sitting on your windowsill with headphones on, drowning out the world around you. A drawing of you walking towards Miles, smiling at him. The drawings continued for countless pages, and your eyes began to water as you looked back up at Miles.

“You did all these…de mi?”

“Claro, you’re my girl. Why would I not?” Miles’ brows furrowed as he looked towards you.

“Dios mio, I’m so sorry for thinking you liked her. Soy tan estupida a veces.”

“Nah, don’t be, and you’re not. Yo soy el que es medio pendejo every once in a while. That’s on me.” Miles laughed.

“Y Miles, these drawings are really good. Why hadn’t you shown me?”

“I thought you wouldn’t—ay, no se. I thought you’d think they were stupid or something, I guess.” Miles mumbled, looking down at his shoes.

“Stupid? Miles, these are…you’re crazy talented. Are you kidding me?”

“Thanks…” Miles blushed as he smiled back at you faintly.

“Alright, well… enough of this sappy shit. Where were we?”

“Laundry.” Said Miles.

“Right, laundry.”

“Do we reeeeally want to do the laundry though?” Miles asked, hoping you’d just say no.

“Fuck no.” You laughed.

“Great!” You laughed as Miles webbed you back to were you were before, laying side by side on his bed.

You looked up at him. “Can I choose the music now?”

“Fine, baby. Play whatever you want.”

You unlocked his phone and searched for a Spanish pop song you knew Miles hated.

He narrowed his eyes at you. “Seriously…”

“Miles, si no es así te vas a convertir en un gringo. Con esa B en español, imagínate…”

“Alright, alright…lo que tu digas, mami.” He laughed, kissing the top of your head.

As the song played and you sung along to each word, Miles became sure of one thing:

He’d never let you go.

send me requests for whatever (no smut and only latina or white/race not specified reader please)!! i’ll write mainly for miles morales but i’ll take requests for anyone else spiderverse/spiderman!!

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loving-august · 2 years

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pure love, not pure blood.

๑.pairings: Draco x fem!reader

๑.genre: year seven (graduating), no voldy au, fluff + sfw !!

๑.synopsis: Lucius Malfoy couldn't take his eyes off on his son, dancing with you, a muggle-born. But Narcissa won't let anything happen.

๑.warnings: Lucius being Lucius ig💀, a bit tricky to the main plot but anyways its a fic tho haha, pasts are on italics !!, errors, mistypes, smol grammatical errors

๑.wc: 2.09k [2090]

๑.status + house: muggle-born, slytherin

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Hogwarts has invited everyone, including the old students to enjoy the party as they all celebrate the foundation day of the school. Chattering and laughter could be heard from every corner of the School. For the longest time, the Malfoy couples have arrived in the castle.

They witnessed the students running along, the sounds of the heels going back round the hallways. Soon, they went inside the great hall. Dumbledore, the school headmaster welcomed them and went to sit down on the seats provided.

To Narcissa's view, it's quite a relief to see another different scenery. She was hoping to see her son. But that's for later because, everyone was busy getting ready from their dorms. She looked at her husband who was staring too at the scenery, "love, how are you feeling?" She asked softly. Lucius leaned closer to give his reply, "still the same as ever, i don't know why dumbledore would invite me in this gathering honestly."

They sat down to their respected chairs along with the other pure-blooded families that were also invited. The Parkinson's and The Zabini's. They all began to greet one another. Narcissa had the darndest time talking to them, asking how they are, about the other things that interests them. But until Mr. Zabini, Blaise's father, mentioned something that made the Malfoys look surprised.

"Have you heard? Draco, your son has a girlfriend?"

“I’m sorry, what?” Narcissa asked as she turned her head to face her husband. Clearly, Lucius looked onto his wife as they found themselves lost at the news. “This may be rubbish, but my son has a girlfriend?” Lucius asked Mr. Zabini, hoping that it was just a rumour going around. Mr. Zabini clicked his tongue, “Apparently, yes. Me and my wife witnessed your son on Diagon Alley giving such gifts and…affection towards her, and we asked our son if it was true then I’m afraid it’s not a rubbish rumour to be messed around.” he answered, he then leaned closer to the couple, “and i heard that the girl may be from a blood-traitor family who was a… muggle-born.” he whispered.

Narcissus gasped horribly and Lucius was more shocked than he ever was since the confirmation of his son’s secret relationship. Narcissa looked at the man who broke the news, “for how long?” she inquired. The next answer awaits as Mr. Zabini chuckled at the amusement that he’s witnessing as of today. He then chuckled, “I heard since they were in their 4th year. Quite long isn’t it?”

“It…is…” Lucius commented.

Narcissa was quiet the whole time as she tried to recollect the past things that Draco had done. At first she thought of him having something that is not-so like him, it began on his fifth year’s christmas holiday. Dobby back then called Draco while he was writing in his room meanwhile narcissa was talking about a journey she wants to have in the future summer break.

“M-master draco!” Dobby's voice squeaked as he knocked on the young master’s door.

“Come in.” Draco said. The door opened to reveal the small house elf walking towards him with a letter in hand. “Dobby received a letter for the young master…” he slowly gave the letter to draco to which the boy took the letter and began to scan it. A small smile crept on his face as he saw the handwriting of yours.

Narcissa saw a bit of her son, smiling a bit. “Is it from a girl?” she asked. Draco flinched a bit as he cursed himself for being careless. He turned his head to face his mother, “uh, no it’s not. It’s from Blaise's letter that I requested to meet him after the holiday.” he reasoned. On the outside, he was very calm and collected as if nothing was suspicious in him but deep down he already made a will mentally if ever he was now caught by his mother.

“Ah I see… But please do remember my dear that next week, we’ll be having dinner with the greengrass manor. They have invited us and I wish for your best behaviour,”she softly spoke and stood up from draco’s bed and began to walk towards the door.

And the other memory played on her head when he was in his sixth year, on a summer break.

“Draco dear?” Narcissa called her son. Draco, a few minutes later, arrived from the hall. “Yes mother?” he asked. Narcissa gestured to her son to come and sit beside her as she drank her afternoon tea. “Come, sit. I may have things to ask you.” she said and placed her cup of tea down on the table on her side. “Where were you last night? The house elves told me that you left, is..there something wrong?” she worriedly asked.

Draco gulped as he remembered what he had exactly gone to, to you. He secretly used the floo powder, quickly enough to to be seen by anyone. “Uh, i went to Theo’s manor, he owled me for the last minute and it seems urgent on the note.” he reasoned back. If lying was competition to his mother or literally anyone else, he would have been a champion.

As her son explained what happened, he noticed something on her son’s neck; a bruise. She went closer and touched the bruise on her son’s neck and draco flinched. “Where did you get this? Did someone hurt you? Oh sweet salazar!” she said worriedly.

“Mum! It’s alright, I just got hit by Theo’s broom, that's all.” he lied. Oh how he looked pathetic, lying to his own mother. If you were watching today, you would have been laughing and teasing him on how a mommy’ boy he really is.

“Darling, are you okay?” Draco asked you as he zipped up the dress you were wearing. Earlier, he felt that you were being tense in the whole preparation for the ball that Hogwarts has prepared. Who wouldn't be okay? His parents will be where and you were scared for the fact that his father and mother will tell you off to be away from him because you were just a muggle-born unlike him, a pureblood wizard.

“Yeah! I’m okay.” you replied.

“You’re lying love. Look, mother and father wouldn’t hurt you okay? I’m here and besides, I think I'm ready to make us public. I have to be away from anyone but you, I'll be following you, yeah? ”how he just simply reassures you in a soft way. He kissed your cheek and fixed your hair by putting a small strand on the side, slowly sliding it at the back of your ear.

“I've been waiting for this day to come, Draco,” you replied. You tip-toed closer to him and gave him a small peck on his lips. “And thank you love, for the reassurance. I feel a lot better.” you smiled and he smiled back.

“Are you ready?” he asked and you held his hand, “i’m ready.” you replied. And both of you went to the great hall together.

“Everyone, thank you for our effort on attending this very special night for all of us. Now that another batch of outstanding witches and wizards will be graduating and the previous students who have attended in this school gather here to celebrate the success of our new batch! Let us give them a round of applause!” Dumbledore announced happily. Everyone clapped simultaneously and the music began to play in harmony.

Most of the students danced along and the elders were happy watching the youth in front of them as it reminded them of their younger years here at hogwarts. The Malfoy couple stayed together and hoped to find their son in the crowd.

But Lucius was too good at finding his own son. Because of the platinum hair he and draco have, but the longer he saw you beside him, holding his hand while draco’s hand crept onto your waist, caressing it ever so firmly.

As another half, Narcissa looked onto her husband, locking eyes onto someone and with his expression, showing sternness. She followed the way where he was looking, she saw Draco and you.

She witnessed how Draco looked at you. It was soft and full of admiration. And you talk to your peers, and his hand on your waist, she can see how her son has fallen way too deep on you. Draco whispered something in your ear and you smiled. Draco initiated a dance and you gladly accepted his hand. With no hesitation, he held your waist one again and placed your hand on his shoulder and locked both hands and started dancing along with the music.

Narcissa felt happy and content how Draco smiled frequently and let out some small laugh. Draco was having fun and so was you. Now she gets how her son hides his relationship with his own parents. She then remembered her sister, Andromeda. On what happened in her years for her sister, this may be the reason she ran away from the wizarding world and chooses to be with the person she loves. As she thought of it, if something happens to you and her son’s relationship, Narcissa doesn’t want to lose someone dear to her, Not on her watch today.

She heard her husband’s mutter under his breath and began to take a step forward, but Under her watch, nothing would happen. Not her son’s happiness, she’s ready to fight for it.

“Lucius, let him be,” she softly said as she stopped her husband from taking another step. She looked at Lucius who was conflicted whether to follow his beliefs or his wife.

“But—”

“Not now Lucius, let our son be happy. I do not care with the blood status, thet?” she pointed to both you and Draco happily dancing, “ that is definitely pure love, not pure-blooded based love.”

Lucius stopped and gave a sigh. He really can’t argue enough, with Narcissa especially.

You and Draco escape after the dance, you both walked on an empty hallway, all the way to the astronomy tower.

“Do you think they saw it?” you asked. You swayed your hand with his as you walked along. Draco laughed, “I think they did. Father looked a bit mad but i don’t care.” he proudly said.

You both continued to walk. As the night goes on, the coldness in the castle gets colder per hour. You shivered at the feels because of the dress you were wearing. Draco noticed how you shivered at the coldness. He simply removed his suit and covered it on you, making you warm.

“Thank you dray. But aren’t you feeling cold?” you asked and he just simply shook his head.

“My manor was too cold. Pretty much I’ve been used to it, I guess.” he replied.

You chuckled, “acting strong eh? Come on dray i know you’re cold,” you took his suit from you and gave it to him and he pushed it off and he forcefully put it on you. You fought back and until you both looked like kids fighting over something so silly.

“Ahem.”

You both stopped as you stopped and looked to the direction where the voice was.

It was his mother, Narcissa.

In your mind, you were freaking out and our mind was literally saying: fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

“Mother,” Draco said and she nodded her head ever so gracefully. “I heard rumours about you,” she said and looked over at you, “y/n was it?” she asked. You gulped and nodded. In a sudden moment, Draco was nervous, and so were you. You can feel his grip tightened. You tightened it back so he can feel you.

“I see,” she says. “I have my trust on you y/n.” she smiled.

Both you and Draco widened eyes. Both of you were surprised. You simultaneously looked at one another, you were too stunned to speak, and so was he.

“I-i will,” you replied in a stuttering voice. Narcissa smiled warmly at you. “Come by the manor and have tea with me someday, I hope Draco won’t mind?” she asked. Draco shook his head, “No mother, actually it’s perfect. Thank you, mother.” he said.

“Alright then, I'll be on my way. I’ll handle your father Draco, go have fun, but not too much fun, okay?” a hint of tease from Narcissa’s voice made you feel flustered and embarrassed. She then walked away and disappeared.

Draco clicks his tongue, “so we can still have fun right?” he teased you

“draco!”

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phantomrev · 8 months

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Just watched Dragons Rising

Spoilers ahead btw!!,

I can’t be the only one that saw that character with the non-binary flag on their arm

The second I saw it I just

Also I’m glad dragons are back in general

I missed them ever since *checks calendar*

Hunted-

AND WOOOO CURSED REALM MENTION

following seasons better show it off bc I wanna see how it looks with this new animation

Also bc I love that realm I would live there

Even tho it’s the embodiment of hell I guess? So I’d rather live in Stixx even though I can’t swim for the life of me 💀

I hope I get to see Euphrasia I miss her and the wind elemental has such potential

#pijama people #ninjago #dragons rising

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perfecteggpartyland · 10 days

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im not the other anon but ig when compared to other characters kevin can come off as a coward. and i do think "Kevin is a coward" and "it's completely normal for kevin to be afraid of riko" can exist at the same time.

but when pitted against neil for example. i can see see how kevin might seem that way. neil does run away from his father, but ultimately, he only really does that while under the control of his mother. Neil explicitly doesn't want to keep running. and stops very soon after his mom is dead and she can no longer force him to. and the decision does frighten him, I mean he has panic attacks about it, but he keeps doing it despite that. he plans to stay even before Andrew offers him protection, so he doesn't need that crutch like kevin does.

neil also isn't afraid of riko, even when he should be or when he's literally torturing him. he's not afraid of tetsuji either. or even really ichirou. even scenes with his father and lola, I mean he says lola looks like a whore to her face when she's about to torture him 💀 he says "fuck you" to his father when he threatens to cut the tendons in his legs. and he does try and fight Nathan and the others like he punches lola in the throat 😭 I'm just kinda listing of neils actions, but hopefully it makes sense? like I'm not saying neil is always unaffected or unafraid cause its not true, but he has more bravery than I think most ppl do cuz i know I wouldn't be cursing out these ppl if I was face to face with them.

and when we see compare Kevin's behavior to that a lot of it can come off as cowardice.

I think the real problem is seeing coward as a bad thing to be. which maybe sometimes it is. but it seems odd for the fandom to say "oh it's okay to be afraid" and then act like it's an insult to call Kevin a coward. its not bad if he is one. it's just a personality trait, it doesn't make him a bad person. I don't think anyone who calls Kevin a coward is attempting to make some moral judgement of his character, they're just noting a personality trait they observed in him.

Ok the problem is that a lot of people who call Kevin a cowerd ARE making moral judgements of his character; Kevin is rightfully afraid of riko and a literal Yakuza; he grows up in the nest where Neil spent two weeks and as further more traumatized; a lot of people don't take that into Consideration . Kevin not spouting up insults like Neil is not cowardance. he can keep his temper in check; neil is being hypocritical too cause like as u said his mom abused him yet he loves her ; and Kevin grew up with riko and still sees him as a brother figure; that's normal not to mention Neil is afraid of his father and think Kevin is coward. for Kevin his fear is riko. I think it all depends on what you think bravery is; Neil can't keep his temper in check and all his roasts and "bravery" has had awful consequences a lot of times. if Kevin was really coward he wouldn't tell Neil to run away while in the middle of season once he found out his identity knowing game would be at risk; he still offered to talk to Neil about riko when he's rightfully terrified and had a panic attack after seeing him. He never gave up on exy learned to play with his other hand and in the end he manages to stand up to riko; and beats him. It just pisses me off when Kevin's characters good traits are all ignored in favor of him being labeled as a spinless coward ; when that's not the case. Bravery is not only shit talking or knife swinging to me. And I hate the world coward generally; he's traumatized just as much as the other foxes and other than his rightful fear of riko and actual Yakuza he's not a coward and in the end he does stand up to him/them so he's not even a coward anymore. It shouldn't be such a large part of Kevin's description in the end at least ; by that logic jean is also a coward? And I've never seen someone call him that badly over the years.🤷

#aftg #all for the game #andreil #psu foxes #palmetto state foxes #kevin day #riko moriyama #nathaniel wesninski #jean moreau #edgar allan ravens

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Summary: Wanda is a mess and things keep falling apart, that’s all tbh 💀

Parings: Stoner!Wanda x Reader

Warnings:18+, cursing, heavy angst I guess, groping, stalking, obsessive behavior, non con things, harassment, minor violence, drug use, alcohol use, mentions of vomit.

A/n: This part is finally out, writers block was really getting me with this one but thanks for staying patient with me and Yall I don’t know wtf the word count is but just know this shit is long af....I apologize in advance and happy reading!! Also let me know if it’s not showing up in the main tags please! 🙏🏽😭

part10| Part 12

“I’m sorry the number you have reached doesn’t associate with backstabbing bitches!” you yell through the phone so loud you would think Kate had you on speaker phone as she paces back and forth in her room. here you were again back at the start of all of this avoiding Kate and avoiding Wanda. well avoiding them as much as your mind could muster before losing your shit. the constant texts and calls from both of them had you steering clear of your phone and social media in general. You were starting to regret ever hooking up with Wanda, giving her the time of day, and playing into her cat and mouse game.

you should’ve put an end to all of this. maybe you should’ve just taken that step with Daisy instead, she did warn you to stay away from Wanda and somehow, she had you locked in a trance. you got lost in her easily, from the gifts to the dates and to her opening up more to you showing a different side of her. she obviously had another side you weren’t aware about; Jean was right about that one. you didn’t know she would stoop to that level of evil. “Y/n/n, please let me explain.” The phone goes dead before she could muster up any more excuses as to why she did what she did to you.

“Uh Lena what are you doing? and why are you up so early?” you eye her cautiously never seeing her up so early before unless she needed to, and she didn’t have any classes today. “I’m walking you to class to make sure no one bothers you, duh.” she says it obviously as she throws her jacket on and slips her shoes on.

“Yelena, I don’t need you to walk me-” Yelena’s pushing you out the door cutting off your denial of her escorting you to class. “I’m not asking you y/n/n, now let’s go” she locks the door and walks with you down the hallway. “Plus, you need to buy me some replacement band-aids I used the last ones I had on you.” you bump her shoulder “If all you wanted was for me to replace them you could’ve just said that. No need to walk me, I’ll get them.”

“Y/n, hush I want to walk you to class, the band-aids are just a bonus perk.” the band-aids were a bonus perk, but Yelena would be lying if she said she wouldn’t be looking forward to seeing Wanda for a rematch. as promised Yelena walked you to class even waited outside for your class to end to walk you to the next one. Kate stopped like a deer in headlights when she saw you and Yelena. the expression on Yelena’s face sent her scrambling the other way. Yelena didn’t like doing that to her friend but as long as you were mad at her Yelena would be mad at her. no one could tell you how to feel about this situation.

Not seeing Wanda anywhere around Yelena agreed to let you attend your last class alone. the only reason you haven’t spotted Wanda yet was because you went off your usual schedule that Kate provider with. at times you where you were supposed to be in the coffee shop you were on the other side of campus waiting patiently in your seat until your professor started class. but of course, Wanda could never truly stay away from you. spotting her as soon as you stepped foot outside of the lecture hall building you attempt to speed past her which obviously fails. Wanda approaches you with confidence and hints of her anxiety showing through that facade.

“I got these for you.” she holds out a bouquet of flowers to you, the same flowers she bought for you when she asked you to go on a date with her. she shifts uncomfortably as you make no move to receive the flowers from her. Wanda wants to break down right here the longer you stand there staring into her. she releases a breath when your finger barely but lightly brushes against hers.

“Can you please talk to me?” she dips her head desperately trying to catch your eye. still not saying anything you avoid eye contact with her. “I miss you.” she takes the opportunity to step forward as you let your walls down a little. “I don’t want you to be mad at me anymore, I’m sorry.” she sneakily leans in to kiss you, her lips grazed yours slightly not making full contact as you turned away just in time.

You shove her away and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. how could she think a basic apology, some flowers and an unwanted kiss would be the solution to what she did? “Fuck you, did you do that to any of your other throw aways or just me?”

Wanda licks her lips and keeps her tears at bay for the moment with you rejecting her kiss and her advances to make things right. she reaches for you giving you reassurance that you weren’t like the others. you’re special. “Y/n, you’re not a throwaway.”

you step back as she reached to comfort you. you didn’t want to see her let alone be touched by her right now. “Stay the fuck away from me” Wanda flinches with the harshness of your voice she’s seen you angry before, she been yelled at by you before about an old hookup coming up to you two in public, but even then, you didn’t sound as enraged as you do in this moment.

“I get that you’re upset but—”

“But what? It’s not a big deal? Exchanging drugs for a favor isn’t a big deal? Exchanging me for drugs isn’t a big deal?”

“I wasn’t thinking like that in the moment, I apologize. I just wanted you to give me a chance.”

“And you thought manipulation and bribery was going to help you get it?”

“Well to be fair it did” you swat at her a few times. “Ouch! Ouch!” she frantically breathes out. “Okay I’m sorry shit! That was fucked up, I’m sorry” she puts her hands up to surrender.

“I don’t want to see you anymore.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” She shakes her head no. you stand your ground not letting her think this was a joking matter or something light-hearted.

“I don’t want you around me, don’t call me, don’t text me, and I don’t want you anywhere near my classes.” every word that came out of your mouth was an extra stab wound to her chest. an extra stab to her already wounded and drained heart. This can only be described as overkill.

“I made a mistake! Please it’s been good for us, right? C’mon admit it you had fun with me, you like me, you really, truly, genuinely like me.”

“Yeah.”

“See I knew it you can’t let this get between us I’ll-“

“I liked you, as in past tense.” you set your jaw and keep the burning fire of intense in your eyes. your mind was already made up.

“What?”

“This whole thing just really reopened my eyes I thought I misjudged you but clearly I should trust my intuition more.” silence carries on as the two of you stand in front of each other. “Well congratulations you got what you wanted; you had your fun with me. now you can move on or go back down memory lane with Jean. I really don’t care.” Wanda was quick to dismiss your thoughts of her ever leaving this relationship and pursing Jean. “I don’t want anyone else; I just want you, I’m sorry.”

If you were even going to think about giving her another chance you needed to know everything. “What else did you lie about? What else have you done behind my back?” She hesitates and that give it away that she was hiding something else from you. “Are you going to tell me or am I going to find out about it from Jean as well?” She swallows the lump in her throat and mum les the words low and casually. So low that you couldn’t hear her. “Wanda, I’m not playing with you what else don’t I know about?”

“Well, that day in the café, after you left…”

“Spit it out Wanda!”

“I told Daisy to stay away from you.”

“What?”

“I-I told her to stay away from you.”

“And she did it? What do you have on her? Did you pay her off or bribe her too?” You eye her up and down before the words come out of your mouth spewing anger. “Did you blackmail her too?” Wanda looks away from you in shame and guilt. “I threatened to out her true identity, Daisy was placed in witness protection, so she basically got a new start after the whole hacking set up thing.” You shove her multiple times until she’s backed up on a tree. the flowers she spent time on getting arranged now ruined and dropped on the cold wet ground. “You’re a real slithering slimy bitch you know that?” Well shit that hurts and she’s been called worse by worser people. “You don’t care about anyone but yourself!”

“That’s not true! I care about Natasha, Yelena, Pietro and I care about you!” You shake your head “No, you don’t because if you did you wouldn’t have hurt the people I care about!” your voice wavers a little, but you remain strong by clearing your throat. “And you wouldn’t have hurt me.”

“Princess-“ you cut her off and hold your hand up, as hot salty tears stream down her face. “No! You made me think Daisy didn’t care about our friendship. You made me believe your goddamn lies! And the whole time you were the reason for her being weird to me and avoiding me!” you exhale exhaustedly from the newfound information. “You could’ve ruined Daisy’s fucking life! how can you not see what you did was wrong? Who are you to be the judge of her past when you’re out here doing shit just as bad. You tried to take her second chance at life away from her.”

“I’m sorry” she softly breathes out into the cold air. Sorry wasn’t enough, not at this level. you didn’t want to see her face right now. The longer you stare at her in silence the further you grow apart from one another. Wanda felt it. She felt you gearing to turn your back on her. Within a blink of an eye, you were turning on your heels and walking away from Wanda. As soon as the shock wore off, she was right behind you already chasing you and ready to beg and plead on this cold wet ground in front of anyone who walked by. She didn’t care she just wanted things to go back to normal she wants to have her relationship back she wanted another chance. And most importantly she wanted to take that favor back now.

“No” she clings onto you with desperation sobbing into your hoodie. (Her hoodie)

“No, let go of me!”

“I said I was fucking sorry!” She could only take so much rejection she was bound to blow up at some point. Which you didn’t understand because all of this was her doing, she was the reason for everything ending as quickly as it started.

“Just stay the hell away from me Maximoff, I mean it” she was back at square one. Back to you calling her by her last name instead of the cute nicknames you’ve been calling her for a month now. She didn’t think it was possible for her to feel sick from the sound of her name coming from your lips.

“I didn’t mean to yell at you, shit I’m just really losing it right now” she brushes her fingers through her hair and takes a deep breath to steady herself. “you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, please.” she pleads again, once more desperation was it the all-time high now, she’s never begged for anything this much in her entire life.

“I’ll do anything!” once again she was desperate to respond to you, she was desperate to fix this she’d do anything you asked of her. “Anything?” you eye her questioningly wondering if she truly meant what she said right now or if it was another one of her lies.

“Yes!”

“I want you to give me space.”

“Princess.” her face falters as she hears the word she hated. space. she was totally against it but everyone one else seemed to think that would help the situation, why did you need space if you two were talking things out right now? “You said you would do anything, right? or was that another lie, as well?” Wanda swallows the lump in her throat and shakes her head, she’d never lie or keep anything from you again after this. “No, it’s not a lie.” she steadies her breathing for a moment, Wanda felt the urge of an anxiety attack coming on.

“I’ll give you space.” Wanda says the words immediately and yet it doesn’t sound convincing to you. Did she really have the self-control and the willpower to finally show you an ounce of respect or was she so set in her ways that nothing mattered as long as she gets what she wants in the end?

“Okay, then.” you nod once after eyeing her cautiously. the moment you turn your back on her, her hand halts you for one last time. Wanda pulls you into a bear tight hug. “Wanda, we just talked about this!” she doesn’t say anything, she only hugs you closer and tighter. she slowly and softly drags her nose against the side of your neck inhaling your scent that she’s been having withdrawals from the past few days. When you’ve had enough of her touch you shrug her off not wanting her to assume things were going to be okay. “I know, I know” Wanda releases an uneven breath and bites her lip to keep from bawling her eyes out. the next word that comes out of her mouth causes her voice to crack. “Space.” she reluctantly releases her hold on you and steps back.

In that moment part of you wants to forget the whole thing and forgive her. you went back in forth in your mind asking yourself if you were overthinking things and blowing this thing out of proportion but then you think back to bright red flags about what she did to Kate and what you just found out about what she said to Daisy. The anger that was slowly fading away reignited again once her hands and her touch was no longer embracing you.

“Good.” you clear your throat and step back from Wanda. turning on your heel you avoid all eye contact as you begin to walk away from her before she speaks up again. “Will you text me, call me or do you want to email me? I can even give you-” you hold your hand up to stop her rambling on any other day you thought it was cute but as of lately anything she does just made her look evil in your eyes.

“If I decide that I know longer want space you’ll know.” That’s the only reply you give her before you walk away from her completely. Wanda doesn’t think that’s too bad. you just needed space and time to think on things. you’ll yell at her tell her not to do anything like that again and then things will go back to normal. Or at least normal enough as to where she’s not on constant edge of you leaving her after she’s just got a taste of the committed lifestyle. Giving you space wouldn’t be that hard to do right?

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Space.

The word Wanda repeated in her mind since the word left your lips, she never experienced this feeling before. she’s never had the feeling of loss on an intimate level. she deterred from smoking to drowning in alcohol bottles, the only other time she’s done this is when she’s had one of her many arguments with her father. Natasha returns to the apartment to find the place a mess, Wanda hasn’t gone to any of her classes she was still in the same spot as earlier when Natasha left, laid out across the couch looking pitiful and when she wasn’t feeling low. She was finding any and everything in the apartment to take her mind off of you, watching tv, smoking and randomly dancing around the apartment but nothing worked, of course. “Wanda, did you go to class today?”

Wanda avoided eye contact with Natasha and turned back to the tv and started fidgeting with her rings. “No, I was going to but then I thought about getting y/n some flowers, so I went to that flower shop that she likes and ordered a bouquet, and I waited outside her last class.” Natasha sighs drops her bag on the floor and flops down next to Wanda. “So how did that go?” she already knows the answer if things went how Wanda wanted them to go, she’d be walking in on a different mess in the apartment.

“She...she told me to give her space and that she needed to think on things.” Natasha hums in agreement. “Well, that’s not so bad, I told you that’s what she needed in the first place. See all you have to do is stop being stubborn and listen to me.” Natasha tries to lighten the mood a bit with a joke, but it doesn’t quite land with Wanda, she’s still stuck in her mind.

Natasha’s not going to take up for Wanda no matter how long they’ve known each other for she was wrong to that to Kate. it was a dick move she couldn’t understand why Wanda didn’t just try being persistent on her own. All she had to do was be herself and wait for you to come around. nevertheless, Natasha can’t stand to see Wanda like this maybe she can talk to you, and you’ll think about at least hearing Wanda out and giving her another chance. Was Natasha being too hopeful?

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True to her words Natasha found you and she didn’t have to go the same route as her best friend, she bumped into you naturally on your way from class. “Shit! I’m sorry.” bumping into Natasha had her papers flying everywhere and eventually piled on the ground. you make quick work to pick them up before the wind blows them away. “It’s okay, y/n I wasn’t really watching where I was going.” Natasha follows suit squatting down to pick up some of her papers eventually curiosity got the best of you, and you took a peek at one of Natasha’s fleeing papers. “I didn’t know you were a psych major.”

“Yeah, I like learning about the way a mind works, what makes people do things, and what causes reactions.” she gives you her signature smirk that you’ve gotten to know during your time with Wanda and hanging out at the apartment. “Right, well here’s your papers, and sorry again.” you step aside after handing Natasha her papers, she only counters you with a sidestep of her own.

“How are you doing?”

“As good as anyone can do after being pimped out.” you nod your head in smooth slow stroke. “Shit, right sorry, it’s just weird not seeing you around as much. I know it’s only been a few days but it’s weird.”

“She’s been drinking a lot, y/n and you know she’s not even a drinker. she feels terrible and also looks the part. Look bottom line is she’s a mess, and she feels very regretful about what she did.” you cut Natasha off before she finishes. “And she should!”

“You’re totally right, I’m not making excuses for her I just... can you just talk to her at the frat party tonight?” Natasha sees no movement or waver in your decision, so she continues further. “I don’t beg for things, and I’m sure you know that about me but right now I’m begging you to give my idiot best friend a small chance to make things right.” Natasha dips her head to catch your avoiding eyes. she plays dirty and pulls out the word that she knew would get you to cave in completely. “Please.” she was sick and tired of seeing her friend so miserable. for Wanda’s wellbeing and for Natasha’s sanity.

“Okay, fine I’ll talk to her.” you give in to Natasha’s request partly because you actually wanted to hear what she had to say for herself and her actions. If Natasha was going this hard to beg and say please for you to talk to Wanda, she must believe that her best friend is truly sorry for her actions. Natasha isn’t one to sugar coat things not even for Wanda.

“Thank you.” Natasha exhales for her plan working and at the fact that she’d be able to finally get a good night’s rest if the two of you made up. “I hope Wanda knows how great her best friend is.”

“Oh, I’m sure she knows how great and irreplaceable I am, just like she knows how great and irreplaceable you are.” she ends her response with her signature smirk and a playful wink. “Right, I’ll see you around Nat.” you nod once and part your separate ways not waiting for her to say a farewell. “See you tonight, y/n!” as you walked away Natasha thought of everything that she could for a list of demands if the two of you got back together tonight. since she would be the main reason for it and the fact that she had to deal with an uneasy, anxious Wanda Maximoff every day since that night at the drive- in she deserves compensation for her services.

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Going back to your shared dorm room you gave Yelena the whole run down of what happened while watching a movie in her room. “So, what are you going to do about Wanda, y/n?” The mood in the atmosphere changed instantly with the mention of her name again. “I’m going to the party at the frat house and I’m going to hear her out and see just how sorry she is.”

“Really?” Yelena asked in a shocking tone. “It’s just I thought you were completely done with her.”

“I was or I thought I was it’s kind of hard I really liked her and finding out just how she really was and how I was blinded by the things she did.” Just talking about with your friend made you angry you can’t imagine how things will go when you actually talk to Wanda at the party. Yelena hums in understanding.

“I respect your decision, but I will say that I’m not too happy about you thinking of giving her another chance. I gave her warning ahead of time for fucks sake.”

“I haven’t decided on anything yet, Lena.”

“Yeah, but when you do just know I’ll respect your decision and I will also be on her like a hawk, and I’ll be in your business with no shame whatsoever.” she pops a few pieces of popcorn in her mouth. “And just so you know I’m going with you to the party, non-negotiable.”

“You already do that. In fact, you’ve been doing that since we met, and I already knew you were going to say that.” She shrugs her shoulders and grabs a handful of popcorn from the bowl and focuses back on the television screen. “Aren’t I the greatest best friend?” Yelena was letting it be known early on that if you forgave Wanda that didn’t mean she had to. She was known to keep a grudge. she really was the best person you could ask for. “Yeah, you’re the greatest.” you lean your head on her shoulder and continue eating your ice cream while turning back to the tv.

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The moment Wanda stepped foot in the party she went straight to the liquor cabinet and even took the liberty of smoking Thor’s blunt. Natasha let it slide only because it was a way to calm Wanda’s nerves down a little. but the further along the party went and Wanda didn’t see you she gave up hope and decided to get trashed. Natasha storms over to her pushing multiple bodies out of the way.

“Wanda, what the hell is wrong with you?” she grabs Wanda’s arm pulling her into the kitchen area. “And give me that.” she snatches the cup of alcohol from her. “I got y/n to come to the party and she agreed to talk to you don’t make me look bad, I really put in a good word for you because I truly believe you made a mistake, don’t make me regret it. you’re playing with my creditability here and my judge of character.”

“Wait, you got princess to talk to me? you’re the best natty, you love me, don’t you?” Wanda perks up finally registering the words Natasha said moments ago and completely ignoring the scolding she was receiving. “Yes, I got her to come here tonight and you’re a fucking mess.”

“Fuck.” Wanda releases the word as a whisper and starts to panic. “Hey, relax go up to Scott’s room and sober up a bit, okay? I’ll tell y/n to meet you.” Wanda nods her head and take calculated breaths to refrain from passing out. “Wanda takes two steps before she turns around to Natasha again. “Can you walk with me?” Natasha couldn’t say no, her best friend needed a small sense of comfort during this anxious time. “Yeah, I’ll walk with you, let’s go.” Natasha nods her head once links her fingers through Wanda’s and leads her upstairs to Scott’s bedroom.

“Alright go splash some water on your face and sit tight.”

“Mmkay.” Wanda walks into the bathroom and stops mid-way before Natasha leaves. “Nat!” Natasha pokes her head around to face her best friend. She hums in acknowledgment with a curious expression. “What’s up?”

“Thank you.” Wanda gives her best friend a sincere loopy smile as a small display of gratitude.

“I got your back, now fix yourself up so you can get your wifey back. And try not to do anything stupid just stay here and sip on the water.” They both nod in agreement before they go about their separate tasks.

Natasha spots you in the crowded room dancing and knocking back every shot on the counter before going back to your red solo cup. she knows you haven’t been here that long, and she thought this was her perfect opportunity to approach you about Wanda since she didn’t see her little sister guarding you from anyone, she felt would hurt you.

Yelena was supposed to return to your side after getting a drink from the backyard, but she gave into to temptation when she was approached by Kate, and she ultimately decided to hear her out. Natasha pushes through the sea of people and loudly speaks over the music. “Hey, Wanda’s upstairs, first door on the right, she’s waiting for you.”

“Nat, I don’t know if I’m ready to talk to her tonight.” You take a big swig from the red solo cup which was obviously a bad mistake once it goes down. The burning sensation and the taste didn’t numb you, even though you already pre-gamed. What was with the two of you, both of you were hitting rock bottom. Natasha does the same thing she did to Wanda, she snatches the cup and tells you to get yourself together. “You both need to be somewhat sober enough to fix this, now please just go talk to her.”

“You wouldn’t lie to me would you Nat?” The burning question you just asked Natasha was quickly answered the moment it left your lips.

“Never, I would never lie to you, Wanda feels terrible I’ve never seen her so low. The closest I’ve seen her get like this is when she and her father got into a heated argument.” You eye her cautiously not knowing if this was part of another scheme of Wanda’s and she pulled her best friend in to save her. The words that come out of Natasha’s mouth give you the extra push you needed to prepare yourself for the serious confrontation that lays ahead, more specifically upstairs.

“Do you trust me?”

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Wanda did everything she could think of to sober herself up, splashing water on her face multiple times, drinking water from the water bottle Natasha grabbed for her. The next step was to calm her nerves. She practiced a few lines in the mirror trying to put as much emotion in her words as possible her chanted words get interrupted when she hears the knock on the bathroom door, she was so out of touch with her senses that she didn’t even notice the knock on the bedroom door. she releases one last breath and exits the bathroom. Wanda immediately feels eager, hungry, hands all over her. Hands she knows aren’t yours. Panic rises within her the second she sees Jeans face. “Jean what the fuck! you can’t be in here get out.” she points to the door and tries dragging Jean by her arm.

“Stop, it’s okay. I know y/n dumped you, just let me make you feel better.” Jean leans in for a kiss, Wanda was barely able to dodge her lips. Her breath reeked of alcohol, much like Wanda’s but she wasn’t as tipsy. “I miss you; I know you didn’t mean what you said at the drive-in.” her hands roam Wanda’s body as she continuously tries to place her lips upon her. The sound approaching on the other side of the door sent wand in her fight or flight mode. the only logical thing she could think of was to drag Jean inside of the closet and wait it out. “Get in the fucking closet.”

“I’m not getting in there it’s fucking gross.”

“I’m not playing with you get in the closet.” Wanda harshly whispers to Jean. the devious face jean made put Wanda one step ahead of her she was making a motion to speak loudly. Wanda slaps her mouth with her hand and successfully drags jean inside of the closet with her, she couldn’t take any chances.

“Wanda?” Her heart beats in her chest as she scrambled to drags Jean to the closet door. You walk in the room after a few minutes of silence. “Wanda?” Did Natasha play you? Or was Wanda off somewhere else not interested in fixing things like she claimed. “Yes.” You hear her muffled voice coming from the direction of the closet. You curious as to why she’s in there but Natasha did tell you how much Wanda’s been drinking lately.

“Am I supposed to talk to you through the door the whole time or are you coming out?” You place your hand on you hip and tilt your head waiting for her to reveal herself from behind the door. Wanda motions for Jean to be quiet with her finger pressed against her lips. Jean only returns her motions with an evil smirk and a motion of her own for Wanda to plant a kiss on her lips.

Wanda scrunches her face together and angrily shakes her head denying jeans silent request. Jean makes a motion to speak as she opens her mouth wide. Wanda was quick to slap her hand on Jean’s mouth. The sound didn’t go unnoticed by you, and you were honestly tired of standing here staring at the wooden door. Jean takes the opportunity to slide her hands low, unbuckling Wanda’s pants with haste.

Wanda was in a dilemma here. She could either let Jean have her way in this closet and lose you or she could shove Jean away from her. which would cause even more attention to the closet and lose you anyway.

“Wanda are you okay in there? seriously if you don’t want to talk about it just say so. I’m not playing this game with you.”

“No!” She shouts the reply back quickly, but it was also directed towards Jean as she started tugging on Wanda’s pants even more, they were pooled at her ankles. “I- I mean no games, I want to talk this out.”

“Okay, so come out of the closet then.” Wanda giggles at your response, she was still under the influence despite her manhandling Jean on the other end of the door. “Uh actually how about we go talk outside and I’ll just meet you downstairs?” Wanda was struggling to keep her composure as Jean resumed her previous task of touching any part of Wanda that she could.

“Enough, open the door.” you walk closer to the closet door knowing when something is off with Wanda you needed to actually see her, especially since Natasha informed you of her new love of alcohol. “Wait!” she hears your footsteps sound closer she panics and holds on to the doorknob for dear life. “Wanda, stop playing around!” you turn the knob and yank the door open as hard and fast as you can. “Open, the damn door!”

The silence was intense the loud booming music that sounds throughout the house was somehow tuned out from this room. The moment you yanked the door open you were left speechless from what you saw. The warmth drains from Wanda’s entire body as she frantically pushes jeans eager hands away from her sagging pants. “Princess” The pet name leaves her lips. this time it hurt worse than it did before because this time you were already in an established relationship with Wanda it wasn’t a fling or one night stand. “I swear it’s not. I didn’t do anything, it’s not what it looks like.” She steps forward out of the confined space still clutching her sagging pants with one hand raised just in case you started to swing at her. “So, what is it like then?” Shifting your eyes from Wanda to jeans figure in the background.

“Jean, do you want to tell me that what I’m seeing isn’t what I think it is too?” Jean gloats on the inside and does a great job of keeping it that way. “Wanda practically dragged me in here telling me how much she’s missed me.” Wanda doesn’t give Jean the chance to further spew lies from her mouth. “She’s lying! I would never touch her again, not after I’ve been with you.” Wanda swallows the lump in her throat and lets the tears fall from her eyes willingly.

“Why are you listening to her anyway she’s a liar!”

“Well, I guess that’s something you two have in common but as far as I can tell she hasn’t lied to me about you once!” Stepping closer to Wanda she only counters and steps back being on edge from the uncertainty of her relationship and your overall verdict of fixing things. This time Wanda was telling the truth, but the consequences of her actions no longer gave her credibility to be honored with your trust. “You lied. You kept things from me. You manipulated my Kate. You blackmailed Daisy and now you cheat on me?” each time you spoke you poked your finger right into Wanda’s chest. Much like before this was a stab to the heart literally as you poked her, she felt the damage being done to her heart that was only beating for you.

“I’m done.” The words gut Wanda leaving her utterly speechless. You turn your attention to Jean not noticing the fact that she got comfortable, sitting on Scott’s bed and not even bothering to put her clothes back on. “You can have her; she isn’t worth the headache.” Wanda was quick to grab your arm, holding on for dear life to keep you from walking out of that door. All of her past mistakes were coming back to bite her in the ass tonight, maybe this was the karma everyone spoke of that would come back to reign down on Wanda for all of her past crimes.

“Baby, listen to me I didn’t-“ you use everything you have inside of you to shove her away from you. You didn’t want to hear her excuses there was nothing she could do to excuse this. Being caught with her old fuck Buddy. Wanda tries to quickly recover from the shove the moment she sees you fleeing from the room and storming down the stairs. She scrambled to her feet and trips hitting her knee on Scott’s wooden dresser which ultimately slows her down even more.

“Fuck!” She clutches her knee in agony for a second and turns her focus back on catching up with you.

“Wait!” Jean finally steps up from the bed, now that Wanda was dumped, she could finally realize that she was meant to be with Jean. Those thoughts quickly fade away the moment Wanda pushes Jean away from her. This conversation was long overdue. “What the fuck is your problem, Jean?” Wanda’s sadness was quickly replaced with rage, she manhandles Jean with ease now that she doesn’t have to remain quiet like she did in the tiny closet space. she presses Jean against the wall, her breathing unsteady and her eyes no longer had the sparkling shade of green.

“What’s my problem? My problem is that you’re treating me like I meant nothing to you!” Jean’s been calm and cool during this whole situation but now was the time she finally got to release all of her pinned up anger and resentment towards Wanda.

“That’s because you didn’t!”

“That’s not what you said! You told me I was special.” Seeing the genuine sadness in her eyes Wanda decides to just give it a Jean straight no longer avoiding the topic or sugar-coating things. “No, I told you that you were my favorite….at the time you were my favorite whore to fuck!”

“That’s it! I didn’t want anything more from you then and I don’t want anything from you now.” Wanda yells as loud as she can, not caring if anyone walked in or if anyone heard her, she needed to get this through Jean’s head that she no longer wanted her. she no longer wanted anything to do with her, because she had you. Wanda ends the conversation with her hand slapping against the wall near Jean’s face.

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Natasha stands at the beer pong table watching a match, but her eyes can’t help but catch your gaze as you rush down the stairs with watery eyes. What the fuck did Wanda do this time? she meets you just before you can storm off on your own. She softly grips your hand to gain your attention. “Hey, what’s wrong? What happened?”

“Seems like you don’t know your friend as well as you thought you did.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about me catching her upstairs with Jean!” What? That couldn’t be. especially after Natasha saw how sad and regretful Wanda has been the past few days. It’s been hell coming back to the apartment to watch her friend as an empty shell. “No, no way she’s not into Jean that way, trust me she only wants you.”

“I caught her with her pants down Nat, you can fuck off right along with her.” You bump past Natasha causing her to spill some of her beer. “What the fuck Wanda” she whispers to herself as she sits the cups down and races up the stairs to the bedroom. Natasha enters the room just in time to see the position that Wanda had Jean in. she was pressed against the wall with an enraged Wanda yelling in her face, Wanda wasn’t known to have violent outbursts to other people the most she would do was be a mean bitch but to the people that truly knew her. they knew things get ugly ids she was truly at rock bottom and tonight was one of those nights. Natasha quickly moves to separate the two of them pulling Wanda away and making sure she’s standing right next to her side.

“I stick my neck out for you to fix things with y/n and this is what you do?

“No! that’s not what happened!” Wanda yells and cradles her head, too much was going on all at once and her head was starting to feel heavy. She was getting frustrated with everyone not believing in her. Not believing that she could be faithful and in a loving in committed relationship. Her only fault was that she wasn’t honest and that she started the relationship off with lies and manipulation.

“What the fuck happened then?”

“She’s what happened she tried to kiss me and when I tried throwing her out y/n was already outside, so I hid in the closet with her, and she was still trying and then-” Natasha cuts Wanda off when she realizes what actually went down in here. Jean tried to take advantage of Wanda. “Calm down, Wands.”

“How the hell am I supposed to do that when my girlfriend thinks I just cheated on her?”

“Go after her she probably isn’t gone too far, I’ll handle her.” Natasha turns her head around to an unbothered Jean slowly gathering her abandoned clothing items. “Nat, what are you gonna-” Natasha cuts Wanda’s wandering mind short she needed to focus on finding you. “Don’t worry about that go find y/n.” Wanda finally fixes her clothes and rushes out of the room. Once Wanda left Natasha keeps her eyes on Jean, never leaving her figure for a split second.

“I think me, and you need to have a chat.” Natasha inches closer to Jean. “Look Natasha, you’re cool but you’re not my type, so if you’ll excuse me.” Jean fixes the rest of her clothing and heads for the door. Natasha sidesteps blocking jean from leaving the room. “Please don’t flatter yourself, you’re definitely not my type.”

“I’m everyone’s type.”

“I wouldn’t touch you if I was on my last dying breath and you were the only way for me to live. I’m not amused or attracted to bitter whores who don’t know their worth, and I’m definitely not attracted to someone who has to take advantage of someone to feel needed.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?”

“No? you don’t know what I’m talking about? did you or did you not try something with Wanda knowing she didn’t want to? knowing she told you to stop?”

“You do know that’s harassment and basically assault right? and you could be expelled and arrested.” Natasha takes Jean’s silence after calling her out for what she did. “Now here is what’s going to happen.”

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It took you only a few moments to search for Yelena in the sea of people. After you came up empty handed settling for texting her on your way back to the dorms. You no longer wanted to be in this environment you just wanted to crawl in your bed and cry into the bed sheets.

Everything she’s said to you and everything she’s done was all worthless and meaningless to her. The irony of ending up in the same situation as the last time you and Wanda were “getting to know each other” but this obviously stomps on your heart 10 times more. The fact that she couldn’t deal with the consequences of her actions and ran right back with Jean, even after she’s told you time and time again that what she and Jean had was nothing compared to her first official relationship with you. now it makes you wonder if the whole relationship was a lie.

If she had other people lie on her behalf just so she could get what she wanted, because after all Wanda Maximoff always got what she wanted in the end of things. not spotting Yelena you leave all together opting to walk back home instead of calling an uber. you don’t get too far before a vehicle pulls up beside you slowly driving in tune with your footsteps. tonight, was not the night to be hit on and cat called you stick to avoiding the mysterious person on the motorcycle and keep your eyes forward. until the sound of the familiar voice brings you out of your mind.

“Y/n, you know you shouldn’t be walking by yourself this time of night.”

“You want to talk about it?” of course Daisy noticed the tear stains and your puffy red eyes. The only conclusion was Wanda. Everyone saw what happened at the drive in and if you weren’t there you saw it on social media there was no escaping the gossip about your relationship origin. you stop walking, release a heavy sigh and finally give Daisy your full attention. Daisy follows suit by turning her motorcycle off and kicks the stand to hold it up in place.

“If you don’t want to talk about it that’s fine but at least let me, give you a ride.” she dips her head down for the eye, contact she was looking for. “Should you even be talking to me? you know since you agreed to stay away from me and avoid me?” You couldn’t really be mad at Daisy for staying away from you when her safety was at risk, but it still hurt that she didn’t at least think to inform you of what type of person Wanda truly is, you would’ve stopped all contact with her immediately if she told you.

“I’m sorry, I wanted to tell you what was going on but-” you hold your hand up not wanting Daisy to feel bad for putting herself first. “It’s fine, I understand.”

“I’ve missed you.” Daisy nibbles on her lip and inches closer to you. she didn’t have many friends due to her being closed off and guarded but with you everything happened naturally. The two of you clicked instantly. “Like a lot.”

“I missed you too.” The familiar atmosphere brings a small smile to your face, one that Daisy takes pride in seeing and being the cause of it.

“So, can I hug you now? You know since I don’t have to stay away from you because I’m of your possessive girlfriend?” Only daisy could get away with making fun of your failed relationship so soon. You step closer to her in bring her into your warm embrace. You meant what you said about missing her and you’re certain Daisy meant what she said as well. Daisy wasn’t a perfect person and she never claimed to be a perfect person, but you can bet she’d never lie to you. She’d never cheat on you. She’d never have you looking stupid or even think about manipulating your friend for her own gain. The hug no longer felt like a simple hug amongst friends, but truth be told you and Daisy were never under the category of just friends but neither under the category of being something more.

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Wanda races out of the room and down the stairs limping in pain searching for you. Hoping that you’re still in the crowd of people somehow. She asks around for you and no one has actually seen you in while until she gets to her brother. “Pietro have you seen y/n? Did she leave with someone? Yelena is still here, and I really need to talk to her.”

“She uh ran out the door a few minutes ago I guess she’s heading back to her dorm.” That was the only answer Wanda needed to hear before she was back on the hunt for you. Pietro of course couldn’t let this slide he needed to know what was going on and the fact that his sister looked like she’s been through hell tonight. “Did you do something?” Wanda unamused laugh at his question. “Not now Piet, I have to find y/n” he reluctantly steps aside and let’s Wanda storm out of the door in search for you. You walked a couple of blocks not too far from the frat house, but the moment Wanda laid her eyes on you everything you saw in that room came back in flashes making you see red all over again.

The slight bit of hope she had in her eyes to redeem herself would be gone the moment you pulled Daisy in for a firm kiss. you put your all into it, to hurt her how she’s hurt you. Not only for tonight but also for what happened at the party last year, sure it might be petty but the stinging pain of being second best to Jean hurts even more. Any other time Wanda would’ve stormed over there and yanked you up but tonight she was drained she didn’t have any energy left to fight. She was utterly heartbroken. Wanda’s never felt this kind of pain before. Pulling away from the kiss hurts you a little just from the reaction you see from Wanda. Daisy passes you her helmet not even noticing that Wanda was only a few feet away.

“C’mon let me take you back to your dorm.” During that whole process Wanda finally pushes herself to make movement. It hurt like hell to watch you kiss someone else especially that someone being Daisy. Wanda finally found the will to speak a kiss she could live with, but she’d be damned if you actually left on the back of Daisy’s bike.

“Y/n, don’t get on that bike.”

“Don’t tell me what to do, why don’t you back to your whore.” Wanda furiously shakes her head and clenches her eyes shut. “I didn’t touch her! I swear.”

“I don’t fucking care, now let go of me!”

“No”

“She said let go Maximoff.” Daisy reveals the small pocketknife she had hidden in her jacket she never went anywhere without it for her own safety. Wanda falls back reluctantly. on any other night she still would’ve pressed Daisy but seeing as she’s not a hundred percent herself tonight she settles for taking the loss and explaining everything to you tomorrow. You put Daisy’s helmet on and swing your leg over the back of her bike. The utter sickness Wanda feels from just seeing you like this was once again heartbreaking.

The moment Daisy drives off Wanda feels lightheaded, like a piece of her left the moment you left with lout her. The moment you left with Daisy. “Fuck!” She tries and tries to steady her breathing, settling for quick breaths hoping it would stop the racing heart movements and her dizziness. So much was going on with Wanda internally that she was unaware of her surroundings.

The moment she hears the voice so close to her after the fourth time of calling her name she reacts by flinching away. “Wanda, sweetie what’s wrong?” Monica and Darcy approach Wanda cautiously not wanting to crowd her. Monica notices the signs of a panic attack. “Darcy, go find Nat.” Darcy nods and swiftly jogs back inside the frat house. “Wanda, I need you to look at me, can you tell me what color my bracelet is?” Wanda clenches her eyes and shakes her head, the words were at the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t get them to release.

“That’s okay let’s try focusing on your breathing, okay? slow deep breaths in and out.” Wanda complies with that it still wasn’t easy, but it was more manageable than actually speaking words after what she just saw a few moments ago. As Wanda takes her time to steady her breathing Monica rubs her hand on Wanda’s back in slow circular motions.

“What happened, Wanda?” the reminder of what Wanda saw caused a sickness to rise in her stomach. She felt nauseous, enraged, hurt and betrayed all at the same time. Not to mention the shit she went through upstairs in Scott’s room. Wanda jumps up from the ground and rushes to a vacant tree bush, everything consumed tonight was being released from her body. Monica rushes over to hold Wanda’s hair back. Eventually Wanda stops and Monica immediately steps in for things that she needed. Handing Wanda, a small mini bottle of mouth wash from her purse and tissue napkin. Monica was always called the mom friend as a joke, but she actually came through for Wanda tonight and she’d never forget it.

“Thanks, Mon.” Wanda shows her gratitude after rinsing her mouth out and drying it with the napkin. Monica can tell Wanda’s not in the mood to talk about what has her upset so she simply offers her comfort by rubbing her back until Darcy and Natasha finally approach them. As Natasha helps to the car, she has no other plan on how to fix things for her friend. How can she come back from this after already showing a pattern of being a liar and the fact that you were questioning Natasha’s involvement with this as well. Things were just going to have to play out on their own.

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The ride didn’t take long, Daisy offered to stop anywhere you wanted, to get ice cream or something to cheer you up but you declined you just wanted to curl up into bed and sleep the hurt and pain away. Daisy turns her bike off and waits for you to hop off the back seat. stand beside her taking the helmet off thanking her for the ride. “Anytime.”

“I’ll see you around.” you nod turning on your heels to walk to your building door. only stopping when Daisy yells and meets you at your door.

“Wait, I um wanted to know if.” you wait for her to finish the words that she was so nervous to say. you pick up on the vibe and you remember the kiss. the kiss that you only planted on Daisy because of what you saw in the closet at the party. Daisy takes your silence as an open window to continue to lean. she wants to feel your lips on hers again. you indulge in the kiss for a second before you turn your head and lightly push daisy away.

The kiss didn’t feel right, now that you were actually trying to kiss her without the presence of Wanda you couldn’t do it. you were so familiar with Wanda’s touched, so consumed by her that she ruined you for anyone else to have. she can instantly take the hint you put out. she sighs and leans away some more. “We missed our window, didn’t we?”

“I’m sorry for bringing you into this I just wanted her to hurt.”

“Don’t apologize, you can use me whenever you feel like hurting anyone, well if kissing you is the outcome.” she wiggles her eyebrows playfully and pulls you into a tight hug. “This doesn’t change anything you’re still my friend and I’ll help you with anything you need.”

“Thank you, Daze” you release her for the hug and kiss her cheek. she smiles in return and walks away before you grab her attention at the last minute. “Actually, can I cash in that favor right now? I need you to do something for me.”

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Dispite the little show you paraded in her face Wanda was still determined to let you know the truth, her phone remained in her hand the whole ride home sending you text messages, voice messages, calls, voicemails she even sent you an email.

every last one of her advances went ignored and unheard by you. Her feet move as fast she can allow them to racing to the door hoping and praying that it was you on the other side but when she opens the door, the sight she’s met with breaks her down after she’s spent the last week telling herself that everything would be alright, that she would somehow gain your trust back and that you would forgive her.

Instead, she’s met with a box of all the stuffed animals she won for you on your date. Small things she’s bought for you in passing or just because. pieces of her clothing that she told you to keep. She picks the box up with shaky and weakened hands. she pulls her phone out beginning to press your contact dialing your number. nothing goes through straight to voicemail. The text messages go green. You’ve blocked her.

She harshly wipes her tears before she makes it to your social media page just to get the same thing. She was blocked. you blocked her on everything. you weren’t hearing her out. you weren’t giving her another chance. Wanda thinks you’re cruel. just as cruel as you called her. she throws her phone at the wall no doubt shattering her screen and cracking the wall all together.

She closes the door and falls to her knees with the box going through each piece one at a time. She knows she should stop; it's only going to add on to her pain, but she can’t because now this was all she had left of you. all she had left of the relationship. she replays each memory as she touches the item laughing through her tears for a moment. feeling every emotion she’s felt with you, new ones she didn’t fake it she didn’t lie about how she felt, she just went about it the wrong way.

This was proof that it was is real. she’s never had to work for someone so hard before and you just walk away from her just like that? After one mistake? Afterall, she did it all just to be with you; it wasn't as if she was using Kate to one and done you. she wanted you. She wanted a relationship with you. That was real. Any girl on campus would’ve leaped at the chance and wouldn’t have questioned it. they would’ve immediately accepted Wanda’s apology but that was the thing though, wasn’t it? You weren’t like any girl on campus, you weren’t like any girl she’s ever been with. she’s conflicted. She understands the hurt and pain you’re feeling right now but she was also selfish. She wanted you to suck it up and just let her prove herself again. for the last and final time, she’d never mess up with you again not liking this pain.

“Wanda? What’s wrong?” Natasha consoles Wanda on the floor of the living room. rocking her back and forth and rubbing soothing circles on her back. Natasha takes a look around the apartment for any clue that made her this sad and broken. She's been hopeful all week, but she hasn’t blown up like this ever. It's when she finally spots the box on the other side of the coffee table that she realizes what most likely happened.

“I got you wands, let it out.” she has to hold her tighter when she releases the violent sobs into the fabric of her shirt. Natasha held Wanda all night until she cried herself to sleep and the next morning when Natasha woke up, she woke up to something unexpected. she woke up to silence and an empty apartment. Wanda was gone.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x fem!reader #stoner!wanda

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hootbun · 2 years

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I must know what this curse is for- *cough cough* personal reasons *cough*

All jokes aside I have a few theories as to what this curse could be about and how it came about

Now what I personally believe this curse could be is either a family generational curse, she was cursed by some wizard/witch or hell even some random ass joe who knows how to mess around with magical forces, or it’s punishment from some horrible deed she’s done.

I’m more keen on a mix of the last two- the wizard/witch cursing her a long time ago, forcing her to remain stuck in her own sugarland. Why might someone want to curse such a pretty and totally sane lady? I haven’t the slightest clue but I can always infer why. That being said it may have been possible she’s done something to that person in particular and this curse is act of revenge. OR OR- it’s possible it’s all three theories and her family bloodline was cursed with this years ago due to some conflict. Not to mention she did call it an ‘ancient’ curse, the only people I could imagine cursing her/her bloodline would be some wizard/witch, the devil himself, or hell even Calix animi. It isn’t too far out there to think ancient dish warriors with magical powers would curse a sugar tyrant that blinds people into eating spiked sweets that turn you into what you eat.

There’s a second part of this theory that I want to talk about and that’s The Baroness’s deal with the devil. I wouldn’t be surprised if the devil just showed up one day and made a deal with her to free her from sugarland in exchange for a soul. It sounds like something she’d do considering how mentally unstable she acts. Though I’m just putting stuff out there, it’s such an interesting detail to bring up and not explain 💀💀

It’s just simple theory and I’m excited to see what’s to come, maybe I’m right to some extent maybe not. I’m extremely curious as to what this ancient curse is about.

#cuphead #ask blog #baroness von bon bon #ancient curse #curse #theory #cuphead fanart #fanart #mugman

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silkylious · 2 years

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Lovesick (Gojo Satoru x Reader)

Fandom: jujutsu kaisen

Pairing: gojo satoru x gn reader

Cw: just lots of fluff, suggestive if you squint really, really hard, gojo is dumb and whipped

Wordcount: 1.2k

Notes: first fic in like 3 months lmao 💀 this was actually so much fun to write! hope u enjoy! also thank you @maminari for beta reading ilysm mwah <33

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“Why am I even required to do this?” Gojo sighed into his phone, dragging his feet towards Shoko’s three in one office-clinic-mortuary. “I’m virtually invincible, and I heal myself twenty-four-seven.”

“Do you have to throw a fit every time you get a check-up?” Shoko huffed back, her voice slightly distorting through the call but conveying her irritation nonetheless. “It’s one check-up for the whole year, Gojo, just get it over with. And lose the attitude, I’m not the one doing it for you this time.”

That caught his attention.

Shoko briefly filled him in—she had a date with Utahime and wouldn’t be able conduct his annual check-up as she had been for the past few years. That was where you came in. She had mentioned you a few times in passing. You were not a sorcerer despite being able to see curses; your cursed energy was limited and your physical prowess was nothing impressive. However, you helped out in your own way. You worked part-time at the Kyoto branch, patching kids up after missions and carrying out medical examinations much like the one he was about to get.

Gojo hummed, “are they single?”

“Behave.” So that was a yes.

“Mmh, I don’t think I will,” he sang, his strides increasing in size. “Oh, say hi to Utahime for me, will ya?”

“I don’t think I will.”

Before he could retort, the line hung up. He clicked his tongue, though his mood was anything but sour at that moment. His legs carried a newfound pep in their step at the idea of a new face, a fresh victim to annoy into an early grave. He couldn’t help the dumb, shit-eating grin splitting his face, thinking about all the ways he could make this check-up as agonizing as possible. Although it wouldn’t take much to achieve that, Gojo had a natural talent for being a general nuisance after all.

He hummed a cheerful tune to himself as he approached the office’s door, preparing to make a grand entrance that would be sure to startle you. He could sense your cursed energy through the wall—low, peaceful and steadily thrumming around you. It was practically calling for him to disturb your tranquility. Oh, how he’d love to see it spike and tremble.

One, large hand gripped the doorknob while the other remained buried in his pocket. Without taking a second longer, he slammed the door open with all the dramatic flair of a soap opera actor, lips parting to bellow out an obnoxious greeting.

But no words came out.

Before a single syllable could even escape his mouth, you frantically turned around at the sound of the door smacking against the wall. And then your eyes met where his would be behind his blindfold. And then your pretty lips curved into a sheepish, reluctant little smile.

And he knew he was a goner.

He cursed Shoko in his head for not bothering to mention to him that you were this drop dead fucking gorgeous.

Any attempts at human communication died in his throat while he stood there with his jaw slightly parted. You giggled nervously—he’d never heard a sound so sweet in his entire twenty-eight years of living—before extending your palm out for him to shake, taking the initiative to greet him warmly.

Realizing he looked like a big, hulking idiot just standing there, gawking at you, he swiftly took your hand in his own and silently marveled at the softness of your touch. You guided him to the examination table (Jujutsu Tech really ought to buy a hospital bed) after exchanging brief introductions, all the while he couldn’t find it in him to do anything but follow your instructions, nod his head in response to your questions and hope that you wouldn’t notice the flush rising up his neck.

“So, Gojo,” even his last name sounded downright saccharine on your tongue, “I’ll be checking your height, weight, blood pressure, temperature, eyes and just generally asking you questions about your lifestyle. Sound good?”

He nodded, having no fucking clue what came out of your mouth. God, he just needed you to keep talking.

You raised a brow at his behavior. This was not what you had spent fifteen minutes mentally preparing yourself for prior to him bursting in the room. Shoko had made it abundantly clear that Gojo would not be an easy patient—whatever that meant. You expected a lot more than… this.

“Alright, let’s start with blood pressure and temperature.” You gently pulled his left arm into position, wrapping the blood pressure cuff to his upper arm. He really didn’t look like it at a first glance, but you could tell he was jacked underneath that hideous uniform he wore. You cleared your throat, trying not to linger too much on the way his biceps strained against the fabric of his sleeve under your fingertips, “Keep your arm extended and relaxed just like that while I take your temperature, okay?”

You knew you that there was no point in narrating the entire process and using verbal prods with him, he was a grown ass man, one that didn’t even need to be here at that, but his quietness left you unnerved given all the talk you’d heard about his pompous, unbearable personality beforehand. If you didn’t ramble, the silence would become too stifling.

You brushed off his odd demeanor, focusing on adding a cover to the thermometer probe. He still had his infamous blindfold on but you felt the weight of his eyes on your profile, like he could see you and see through you. Taking a steadying breath, you willed your hand not to shake under his heavy gaze.

“Open your mouth,” you murmured. Glossed lips open to reveal a set of perfectly aligned and whitened teeth, with sharp canines that almost looked like fangs protruding from the top row. You placed the probe under his tongue and instructed him to keep it there, unaware of the havoc you were wrecking in his heart. You’d gotten closer, so close that he was able to smell your perfume and feel your cursed energy delicately flowing with his own.

You turned to check his blood pressure and your eyes damn near popped out of their sockets as soon as they landed on the monitor. It was well above average, coupled with a very high pulse rate. You turned to face him again, worried inquiries just at the tip of your tongue only to be met with a sight for sore eyes.

Gojo Satoru, strongest sorcerer of his generation, flushed pink from clavicle all the way up to what was unveiled of his face, tense as a rock, with a thermometer sticking out of his mouth.

The mirth that overtook your eyes was uncontrollable no matter how much you wanted to hide it for his poor pride’s sake.

“Seems like your blood pressure is high, Gojo,” you said, a playful lilt to your voice that sounded utterly sinful in his ears. You pulled the thermometer out of his mouth, all too knowing in the way you glanced at him, mumbling, “your temperature is a little above average too. Is there something stressing you out?”

Gojo’s wits finally returned to him after a solid ten minutes of absolutely humiliating himself. The mischievous grin you adorned was unmistakable, and Gojo never backs down from some good banter.

His lips stretched into a smile so devilish it was hard to believe it belonged to someone who looked nothing less than seraphic.

“Hmm, seems so,” he said, pulling one side of his blindfold up to properly take in your expression. “Can I have your number then, doc? You know, for future check-ups.”

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dizzyjelly · 1 year

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My Perfect Girl

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: your friends leave you feeling more insecure than you already were, but Ellie comforts you and yells at your dickhead friends

Cw: body insecurity, mentions of feeling/being fat+ugly, troubles eating

You struggled to breathe as you lied in bed curled into a ball, crying your eyes out. Your crying fit had been a result of a rather hurtful conversation with your "friends." Your body faced the wall as tour hands came to cover your face, your palms wetting with tears. Time passed, you didn't know how much, but you'd heard a voice behind you and the bedroom door creaking open.

"Baby? What's going on, what happened?" Ellies voice was laced with concern and worry as she rushed to your side, rubbing your back.

You sniffled as you turned to face her, tears still streaming down your face as you picked up your phone and opened up your grouochat then handing it to her. Your breaths were ragged and quick as you watched her read, hee brows furrowed in worry quickly arched with anger as she did.

Y/n: guys I feel like I look bad today *image attached*

Ryan: wdym

Rosa: yeah u look the same lol

Y/n: idk like I feel ugly and like fat :(

Ryan: I don't see any difference 💀

Rosa: ong you look like u always do

Ryan: yeah ur just being dramatic lmao

Rosa: she probably just wants attention to be really honest

Ryan: omg you're right tho, fishing for compliments haha

Y/n: guys stop I'm not kidding.

Ryan: come on yk were right

Rosa: yeah just calm down bro

Y/n: whatever I'm done talking to you guys.

"What the fuck." Ellie muttered under her breath.

"Ellie, I look terrible and they're just making fun of me." Your bottom lip quivered.

"Baby, you don't. I promise they're just being assholes for no reason." She tried to reassure you, rubbing at your arm up and down.

You turned away from her, facing the wall again as you cried harder. You couldn't believe a word she said, you just felt insecure. It wasn't the first day you've felt like this, but it never got easier. It was days like these where you couldn't even bring yourself to look in the mirror, shower, or take care of yourself in general.

She let out a deep sigh, bringing a hand to rub your back gently, occasionally combing through your hair with her fingers. She looked at your phone again, then stood to leave the room.

"I'm gonna talk to them." She stated before exiting and calling the group.

Your friends picked up and were confused, seeing Ellies face instead of your own. It's not like they didn't recognize your girlfriend, but they wondered why she was the one calling them.

"Oh hey Ellie." Ryan greeted with a smile.

"Hi. So what the fuck is wrong with you guys?"

Rosa laughed a bit, her brows furrowing.

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"Whyd you guys say that shit to Y/n? Seriously what kind of fucking friends are you?" She asked in return, as if it was obvious.

"Oh come on, she knows we were kidding!" Ryan argued.

"Yeah, she's probably being dramatic anyways." Rosa chimed in.

"I bet you're only asking because she told you to." Ryan spoke smugly.

"Um, no actually I'm asking because clearly she's upset and you guys are just being assholes. And if she knows you were joking why'd I come home to her crying, hm? Terrible fucking jokes by the way." Ellie argued, feeling angrier at your friends poor reactions.

"She was crying? Oh shit, sorry." Suddenly Ryan seemed to feel bad.

"Yeah you fuckin should be, she's probably gonna be worked uo for days now. Great fucking job you two." And with that Ellie hung up, as she couldn't bear to speak to them any longer.

She shut off your phone and set it at the bedside table, sitting down and glancing over at you as you let out a heavy sigh. You silently cursed as your stomach grumbled.

"Babe, you hungry?" Ellie asked, leaning down to rest her chin on your shoulder.

"No." You lied, shaking your head.

"Ok, well have you eaten today?" She asked, already sure she knew the answer.

"No." You were quiet now, feeling ashamed at your inability to care for yourself, how you know you should be.

"Alright well come on then, let's put something in that belly of yours." She tried to turn you around, take you to the kitchen.

But you wouldn't budge, tears falling from your eyes once again as you shook your head furiously.

"No! I-I'm already fat enough I don't need to eat anymore!" You protested, believing everything you said.

"What? Stop it, that's nonsense and you know it. Come on, just come have something. Please." She frowned as she held your hands in her own, it hurt her to see you so upset.

"I can't." You choked out and she pulled you into a hug.

You immediately leaned into her relaxing touch, wrapping your arms around her back as you nuzzled your head into her shoulder.

"Baby, you can. I know you can, you're stronger than you think. And your body is perfect" She pulled away, holding your face in her hands as she peppered kisses over your face, "I love every part of it, and you. You're amazing and your brain is just lying to you." She reminded you.

"Love you too." You responded, sniffling and leaning your forehead against her own.

You finally followed her to the kitchen, still hesitant but you'd get past that. You sat at the table and watched as she made pasta for the two of you, mainly because she knew it was your comfort food. A smile made its way to your face as she brought over two bowls, giving on to you. Ellie smiled ten times as big as you did, rubbing her thumb over your cheek fondly. It made her happier than anything to see you smiling after you'd had such a tough time that day.

Once you finished eating, Ellie insisted on doing the dishes. You felt bad for not helping out, but she reassured you that she was more than happy to do it herself. She told you to go sit down and pick a movie, and of course you did.

You'd selected something happier, usually you two watched horror together but tonight you just didn't feel like it. You sat with your knees pulled to your chest, a fuzzy blanket engulfing you as you waited for your girlfriend. She was sitting beside you in no time, pulling you into her side. You hummed contently, leaning into her touch with a smile as you leaned your head on her shoulder.

About halfway through the movie, Ellie placed a kiss to your forehead then placed a hand on your chin to make you look at her.

"Is my girl finally feeling better?" She asked.

"Mostly, thank you for helping me." You smiled before leaning in to give her a kiss.

"Of course Baby. You tired yet?" She asked, looking at her watch and noting that it was getting late.

You just nodded before placing your head back on her shoulder and closing your eyes. She chuckled a bit at you, rubbing your side lovingly then letting her head fall against your own as she waited until you fell asleep before carrying you into your shared bedroom. She laid you down then climbed in next to you, pulling you in. You let out a small groan as you hiked your leg over her own, wrapping your arm around her stomach.

A/n: sorry ik it's kinda short! Hope u still liked tho :)))

#ellie williams #ellie x y/n #ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you

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anotherrosesthatfell · 5 months

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I honestly never make Alive angst opinion on everyone- 💀 (or if I did, then I forgot 💀) so let's go. I will also change some of his old opinion to new one because Cherry and I uncovered the dark side of Angst

Sunflower Au belong to @abloomingsunflower / @itzcherrybonbon

His personality explanation:

Angst is quiet and mysterious man. No one actually hang out with him expect for Gradient. (Plus Angst is depressing 💀)

He is a bookworm and very intelligent. Angst never reveal his full power unless he snapped.

Appearance:

He wear royal clothing in some occasions but mostly wear comfy clothing. On his daily life, you can see he wearing a red scarf and pairs of black earrings.

Magic/Power:

This dude is stronger than corrupted Nightmare. Only in E.L.A of course- yet, he never use his full power.

Angst power is almost alike to E.L.A Lily. His power is 10/10, second strongest after Dream. Even if Palette and Lux awaken their true form, Angst is still stronger.

Other than that, he has the ability to see ghosts even memories from the past when he touch an old object (or a person)

His opinion on people he knows

Adult

Dream

"Dream Light, the king of sun. Rumours says he committed many crimes years ago by letting the wars to happen. How did I know it? Well, let's just say I have little friends to tell me."

Ink

"Ink Comyet or her now name, Ink Light. Hmm.... Honestly this woman has another last name but I don't think I should mention it. She drinks to forget her loveless marriage. How sad..."

Swap/Blue

"The ex royal guard. He was very useful to the light kingdom. Sadly, father took his power away... This is why people sometimes should live quietly."

Hope

"The last witch of this generation or should I say the current Queen of witches? People think witches extinct but there are many of them, hiding and not knowing their abilities... Hope, she know witches are hiding but she didn't do a thing about it. All she said was 'it's better to move on'... ... But I am more interested about the revengeful spirit watching her."

Error

"the destroyer and the man who lose his wife. I am not fond of him and him too, hating me."

Alphonse (corrupted nightmare)

"I hate father."

Killer

"mother... I don't sympathize with mother at all. It feels bored to do it... Mother has the witch to support her."

Cross

"the babysitter, he had a crush on mother until he met Albedo. Hmm, I remember he used to protect mother and us from the abused... I don't like him after knowing what he has done to the king of light kingdom. He don't even know Lux is his daughter."

Dust

"A pawn of father. I am surprised she didn't run away with Swap when she had the chance... Stupid woman, she could live a happy life but instead she chose to stay."

Horror

"the most sympathetic man I know... I like to eat his cooking."

Albedo

"That Albedo guy, I seen him carries many sins in his back. His emotions are overwhelming and lots of negativity.."

Ship children

Palette

"a bothersome hero. Why grandma chose this weak boy to be a protagonist... He is nothing but a scared little kid. How annoying..."

Goth

"she live a quiet happy life. I am jealous, really. She somehow is able to sealed her ability to see spirits but that can't stop her curse of having a deadly touch."

Lux

"Ah yes, the antagonist of 'Palette story'. Can you believe it? A little girl who were abandoned by her parents and isolated from the world, was chosen to be the antagonist... Isn't it a sad reality? Yet, she is very intelligent which is I like it."

Merciless

"My heart dropped when I found out my dear little brother is the sidekick of the antagonist. Hmm... Well I don't mind it, he is strong one. I believe he do well to destroy this dammed world."

Crescent

"My 'twin brother'. I am ashamed to have someone like him to be my brother... He believes in whatsoever God and he is in love with Palette, someone who is younger than him... Love is love my ass.. All he love is the ideal of having Palette."

Artemis - @abloomingsunflower

"My little sister is the sidekick of the protagonist. Sad reality isn't it? Now my little brother has to fight our naive little sister. I wonder when will there's a timeline where she found out I know how many times she died. I want to laugh thinking about it, I hope she will start to live quietly when she found out."

Gradient

"My 'friend'. It's not like I love his attention or affection anyway, I just got used to him. Since he made me feels like this, he should take the responsibility."

Paperjam

"I don't know much about her. Gradient only says the same thing over and over again. Luckily, a silly ghost told me she has a crush on Crescent."

Spirits

Nim

"grandma can be nice sometime but mostly she just complain about her old life. It was nice when she sang a lullaby."

Passive nightmare

"The revengeful spirit who is guiding Lux and watching over Hope. He is the one my father hate the most... He look nothing like Merciless. If father open his eye, Merciless face resemble mother. He is a bit annoying and lose himself while playing this useless game."

Lanny

"The Queen of magic. She has no descendant to manage her kingdom. Now the magical kingdom is nothing but forest for remaining mystical creatures."

Quetzalcoatl

"He hates my father for taking over his kingdom and manages it badly."

Bonus (what if!)

Vivi - @canon-vi

"the daughter of Dream and Ink. She is not on Palette side rather on Merciless and Lux side. It was a nice sight. Just image having your own sister to choose people who killed you... Artemis can relate to that."

Starcross

"he was an annoying brat but I'll be glad to educate him some manners. Maybe I should let him know that he is capable of taking Palette's power."

Callisto

"The child of Hope and Dream. He has a very handsome face and very respectful despite hating me. Pfft, I like to see this now prince of witches capable of."

Tasya - @canon-vi

"Ah, Hope died because of her? Hmm... She has a little elemental magic such as to grow plants unfortunately she don't realize it yet. I should lend her some witchcraft books."

Shelki - @canon-vi

"A petty little ghost told me this little one got a deadly kiss as her curse. She can't see spirits that well... It should stay like that or else I'll to take action."

Lily

"she's a very interesting little one. Unfortunately, I must hate her actions on making my dear little brother traumatized. She can torture Palette as much as she want but she should never touch my little brother... And I will make her regret it."

#evil lux au #angst sans #undertale au #ship child #a sunflower in full bloom au #dream sans #ink sans #passive nightmare sans #corrupted nightmare sans #dust sans #horror sans #swap sans #Lux sans #merciless sans #crescent sans #Artemis sans #palette sans #lily sans #LilyLunætic

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thehusbandoden · 7 months

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ok hear me out-

mulan!dabi x shan yu!fem!reader

its were dabi was one if the armies greatest fighters but on one battle the enemy manages to take of dabi’s helmet (the rest of the imperial army hasnt seen dabis face before) so after the battle the imperial army kicked dabi out (like how mulan was kicked out) because they thought he was a monstrosity/spy for the hun’s so after he git kicked out he goes to reader for help because they used to be childhood friends but the reader ran away because of the pressure of being a female

ok thats all just pls make it end with them killing the imperial army

and make them get married

and also when dabi and reader meet pls dont make her break down into tears just make her chuckle and comfort dabi when he starts crying

and pls make this a long oneshot

im having mulan brainrot

and no im not a minor i just love mulan

shes my favorite

and i just watched the live action film

A/n: I'm so sorry this took so long 💀

I hope it's worth it though!! I loved this request sm! You're quite creative <33

The Endlessly Cracking Dam -Dabi x Fem!Reader (Mulan Au)

A/n (2): I'm not sure if you wanted a quirkless au or not, but to fit the story better there aren't any quirks. If you don't like that, or there are any other problems feel free to reach out to me and I'll fix them right away!!

General info:

Genre: angst to comfort/fluff // wc: 5,700+ // female reader // requested

Summary: the man called "Dabi" was one of the Imperial Army's best men. Everyone loved him- or did they? Fake smiles and suspicions kept Dabi on his toes, always hiding his face and past. Well, until that darned Hun knocked off his helmet. Zhu Bo, Dabi's all time tormenter, claimed that he was "cursed" and urged their captain to kick him out. But- Dabi just won that battle! Everyone loves him! They wouldn't kick him out... would they? But atlas people are cruel and heartless. Just because of Dabi's patched up face he was kicked out, leaving him and his horse; Mazu, to find there way to the one and only person Dabi could confine in; y/n l/n.

Warnings!: season 6 spoilers, Dabi's background, Endeavor, betrayal, feelings of abandonment, mentions of violence, hint of revenge (aka murder), blood, and animal slaughter (self defense), If any of these are triggering for you anon please reach out to me! <33

The Imperial Army is known to have many strong soldiers. Every soldier has earned trust from him fellow comrades. Battle after battle fighting side by side formed a strong brotherly bond between each, some getting along better than others. And then there was him.

Dabi, son of no one. He was a monstrosity in battle, setting fear in his opponents hearts, and even his own comrades on occasion. Even though he rarely spoke, and kept to himself when the other men laughed and played around, they all respected him, and usually left him alone, as he preferred. He protected their backs in battle, and has saved almost as many lives as he has taken.

He was truly respected and trusted by all.. except for Zhu Bo, their captain's counselor. Ever since "Dabi" showed up, he was immediately suspicious. This man not only had a helmet covering his face, but he refused to give them his actual name, only offering the name "Dabi" telling him to take it or leave it.

He was truly about to tell him to hit the road and come back later with a real name and his face. But, before he could their captain accepted his offer and welcomed him with a huge smile and gleaming eyes. Ever since Zhu has been looking for any reason to get "Dabi" kicked to the curb.

Zhu would sneak around and look for anything ranging between hidden women in Dabi's tent, letters sent or delivered, cheating during training, and he even attempted to take a peak at his face. Not to mention that he reached out to multiple villages miles and miles away, asking for any information on the mysterious soldier. He was desperate.

Well he found nothing.

Women?

The man didn't even indulge in the chattering about a future wife or being in a relationship.

Secret letters?

The only papers in his tent were notes on certain lessons, going over every miniscule detail of his captain's instruction.

Cheating during training?

This man had the audacity to not only do what the captain said, but went ahead and did extra.

Carrying more weight, training for longer, wearing wrist and ankle weights while battle training, woke up early, and stayed up late to train.

A face reveal?

Yeah no, it's impossible. When he's bathing? Always out of sight, usually late at night and away from the usual lake. Eating? He does so far away from everyone else, after everyone else. Sleeping?! If you're lucky enough to catch this "Dabi" sleeping, you'd not only have to stay up into the hours of early morning, but you'd have to be so quiet or else you'll wake the man up and he wouldn't go back to sleep. At all. But, if you do catch him sleeping, he not only has a full coverage face mask, but the only thing poking out is black, fluffy hair, and a part of his hands and feet.

And even in the hundreds of villages Zhu contacted, he found nothing.

Giving up, Zhu decided to resort to trying to convince the captain that he was overly suspicious. And he was starting to make progress! Their captain was watching Dabi a lot more, and even contributed to questioning villages. Zhu Bo will find something, and he doesn't care how long it takes.

~~~

(Dabi's p.o.v; 4:13 a.m.)

The chill of the morning air seeped through Dabi, causing the man to frown as he hurried to get dressed. After tugging on his boots Dabi swiftly attached his sword to his belt, finishing off the look. He always had a full suit of armor on, if any of the soldiers saw his scars.. well they'd think of him as some kind of monster.

The scars that he bore were not humane, and he didn't like seeing them, so who else would? At that thought his mind turned to y/n, his childhood best friend. Oh sweet y/n, she was always there for him. Whenever he needed a break from the horrors of his household she was there, giggling as she brought him to a place to rest, and drown out the world. Sadly, Dabi hasn't heard from, nor seen y/n since he left for war. Dabi just hoped that the Huns hadn't attacked their village, or that she didn't get married. At that thought Dabi let out a growl, ready to fight anyone who tried to take his away y/n from him.

After packing up all of his supplies and his tent Dabi saddled his mare, settling on her back to start making the 10 minute trot to the other tents. Once he got there, there were only a few sleepy-eyed soldiers slowly getting dressed, yawning every minute or so. After nodding solemnly to those who waved, Dabi made his way to one of the wagons.

There were only a few men with horses outside of the captain and Zhu Bo, and those who did had to lend their horse to pull wagons of supplies. Dabi's wagon was to be filled with food supplies, and so he started filling it, keeping in mind that he had to make sure that it wasn't too heavy for Mazu.

Dabi wasn't the kind of guy to have a lot of close ones, or to make a lot of special connections. All Dabi had was his mother, y/n, Mazu, and Nainai.

His mother, who he didn't even speak to anymore was always a support for him growing up. Even though he didn't treat her well she still loved him and tried to help. He will always love and appreciate her, even if she doesn't know it.

You, the girl that he has loved since childhood, and the one and only girl that he would even consider marrying.

Mazu, his companion and friend through thick and thin. His beautiful bay Jielin mare. Mazu has been with him since his Nainai gifted him and y/n her, telling them to be good and to take very good care of her. And that they did.

Dabi took care of her whenever he could get away, and y/n took care of her when Dabi couldn't. She was well cared for and very loved. When Dabi left for war they both agreed that he would take her, but he made a promise to look out for her like he would a comrade, and so far she's been completely safe.

And finally his Nainai. No, the woman was not his actual grandma, but all of his best childhood memories came from sitting in her garden, helping her weed alongside y/n, just talking, or even just listening to her stories. When the old woman asked them to call her Nainai they both willingly agreed, and the rest was history.

Dabi was pulled from his thoughts by the captain making his way over to him, black eyes focused on studying Dabi's wagon.

"Is this all you can fit?"

"If I add anymore it will either be not safely secured, or too heavy for Mazu to pull efficiently." Dabi replied, lowering his head lightly as a gesture of respect.

"Okay. Hook up your mare to the wagon and then get something to eat. You'll need your strength."

"Do you think today could be the day?"

"I do."

Dabi nodded, moving to tie up Mazu as his captain went off to check up on the other soldiers. After quickly eating Dabi moved to spend time with Mazu, lying on her back and he thought back to y/n, the woman who held his every waking thought. Yes, he went to war because he was forced to, but instead of being bitter about it he related it to protecting the people he loved back home.

As he continued to think about his dear friend a frown made its way to his lips. Y/n had promised to write to him, just as he promised to come back to her.

So why hasn't she? She wouldn't have forgotten about him, nor their promise, so that wasn't it. She rarely had problems with her parent/guardian(s), so that wasn't likely either. The only possibilities the Dabi could think of is that either their village was attacked or she got.. married. But she didn't seem to have any interest in marrying anyone when he was there, so what is happening?

"SOLDIERS! WE ARE PREPARING TO LEAVE! HURRY UP, GET READY, EAT, AND GET YOUR BUTTS OVER TO THE CAPTAIN AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! YOU HAVE TEN MINUTES!"

Dabi hissed at the loudness ringing in his ears as he moved to sit right. Urging the mare forward, Mazu smoothly made her way toward the forming crowd. After settling to the side, Dabi fiddled with Mazu's reins, making sure that they were tight and would fit comfortably in his hands, it would be a long ride after all.

As Dabi kept his eyes straight ahead, he was pleased to see that everyone was energetic today, ranting about their future wife and what qualities she would have. After a while of their ranting Dabi spaced out, mind wandering to his special someone. As he thought back to his y/n the soldiers noticed his huge grin and came over to question him.

"So.. do you have a girl worth fighting for?"

"What does that matter? I'm here to defeat the Huns, not to bathe in the wonder of having a woman 'worth fighting for'."

"Yes yes we all know that you're battle hungry- but come on! You have to have someone! Like when you're exhausted and about to give up but then you think about her, it's important!"

"Unlike you weaklings I actually stay focussed on the battle instead of my silly daydreams."

"Gosh what a killjoy. I guess all those rumors about you are true. Have fun by yourself, loser."

Dabi just rolled his eyes, focussing back on the path in front of them.

~~~

Exhaustion seared through Dabi as his chest heaved, breathing heavily. The sounds of battle echoed in his ears as he looked around, dead bodies surrounding him, blood splattered everywhere. After scanning his surroundings, he rushed to help out a trio of young soldiers, pure fear evident in their eyes as they faced two enemies, the ragged hair and crazed eyes causing them to almost whimper.

Rushing towards them, Dabi swiftly cut down one of the two enemies, much to his comrades relief. Quickly moving toward the last enemy, Dabi dodged a hit last minute, which barely nudged his helmet instead of slashing at his neck. Moving to counter, he missed the fact that his helmet flew off, landing somewhere in the heat of battle. After splashing the Hun down Dabi turned to scold the young soldiers.

"Men! That was cowardly, get yourselves together and get back into battle!" Dabi seethed, not failing to notice how the men whimpered at his scolding, sinking into themselves.

Dabi just scoffed, noticing that one of them was the same man that insulted him earlier. Clicking his tounge, Dabi turned back to battle, pinpointing a fairly injured soilder fighting off four enemies at a time before rushing in, saving the man swiftly.

~~~

Hours later Dabi stood near the middle of the battle field, blood splattered acrossed his torn up armor, yet nothing but a small amount was his. After checking the surrounding area for more enemies, Dabi's shoulders dropped at the sight of none. They won. The Huns were gone.

Staggering toward the crowd of comrades, Dabi couldn't help but grin, focussing on their victory rather than their immense losses. They did it. They really did it.

The men cheered as they pushed each other around, reveling in their victory as many tears fell. Though, it all came to a stop as Zhu Bo stepped forward, black eyes pinning Dabi down with a wicked grin stuck on his face.

"Captain! Captain! Come take a look at this!" Zhu called, grin fading as the captain came into view.

"What is it, Zhu?"

"Look at him! He must have been cursed! Look at that face, he's a monster!"

As the captain pushed past the gathering crowd, his face paled at Dabi's appearance.

"Uh- excuse me? I am no moste-"

"SILENCE!" Zhu spat, glaring at Dabi with dark eyes.

"We'll talk in private, Zhu. Dabi, get yourself cleaned up, are you seriously injured?"

"No Sir."

"Okay, good job out there."

"Thank you, Sir."

After the captain led Zhu away Dabi clicked his tongue, moving to find Mazu before cleaning up.

After ensuring Mazu's safety Dabi cleaned up the blood and ate, watching as the other soldier avoided him as if he had the plague.

Typical.

Of course they are, this is exactly what he wanted to avoid.

Everyone always assumed the worst. After the fire incident everyone avoided him, calling him cruel names and telling him that he was cursed. The only one who knew the truth was y/n.

Dabi had told her all about how his father had trained him viciously, going as far as to burn him to the point of these wicked scars. And yet everyone thought that the man was inoccent. But, he really couldn't blaim them.

His father fought in many wars and saved the people multiple times. And yet he was a monster inside. He wed his wife for her family's reputation, and had children for one purpose: war. He always went too far in training and made his children suffer, all for more glory.

Dabi just couldn't take it anymore, and so he dyed his hair and changed his name, before running from home. He stayed with Nainai until the soldiers came.

Dabi was pulled from his thoughts by the captain, Zhu Bo, and an unfamiliar man gliding towards him, faces grim -except for Zhu's grin of course-.

"Dabi, you are being dispelled from the Imperial Army." The unfamiliar man commanded, cold eyes holding nothing but distaste.

"Ca-captain?" Dabi stutterer, hurt and betrayal pulsing through him.

"Dabi, you fought well, and you did us and the people a good service, but.."

"B-but what?"

"We can't risk it. Dabi.. You could be cursed. And I'd rather not take that risk." The captain said, usually warm eyes hardened with a bitter chill.

"I- I saved your butts back there! If it weren't for me you wouldn't have won!"

"Dabi.. just give it a rest."

"But-"

"OBEY YOUR CAPTAIN YOU MONSTER!" Zhu Bo screeched, eyes holding a victorious glint.

"I thought he was no longer my captain." Dabi sneered.

"That's-"

"Silence, Zhu. Dabi, you have an hour to pack up your things and leave."

"You're sick." Dabi sprat, turquoise eyes hardened with anger.

As Dabi turned to leave he couldn't fight off the urge to flip the trio off, causing Zhu to curse him out as he walked towards Mazu.

After gathering both his belongings and enough rations to last him around three weeks, Dabi made his way out of camp and towards his village.

No, he didn't want to be around all of those gossipy villagers, or his family, but he needed y/n. His world was crashing and he just hoped that the dam wouldn't break before he found her.

The next six weeks were spent horse back riding, hunting, and sleeping.

Dabi made sure to keep his eyes on the prize, refusing to even acknowledge the immense hurt that was brewing at the bottom of his chest.

He needed to get to y/n, and he could only hope she wasn't killed nor married, or he would be left alone in this cruel world.

Two weeks later Dabi made it to the village, exhausted, hungry, dehydrated, and smelling absolutely horrible.

Immediately going to y/n's house he doesn't even have a thought about his.. strange appearance and rushes to the l/n resistance.

Swiftly knocking on the door, Dabi's breath caught in his throat as the door swung open.

Looking up at your parent/guardian, Dabi opened his mouth to ask the question he's been dying to ask.

"C-can I see y/n?" He stuttered, inwardly cursing at the rawness of his unused voice.

"Y/n.. I- I'm sorry but she ran away some months back.. and who are you again?"

Dabi's heart dropped.

You.. ran away?

"J-just a friend."

Clutching at his chest he forced himself to exchange a semi humane parting before stumbling back to Mazu.

"C'mon girl.. we.. we need to get out of here."

Treading through the village Dabi felt the dam holding back his emotions crack.

What if he couldn't find you?

What is you were.. gone?

His thoughts were interrupted by a far too familiar face. Panicking, Dabi pressed himself against Mazu, and hopefully out of sight of the villager.

After a few tense moments Dabi sighed. Sitting back onto Mazu, Dabi couldn't help but watch as Natsuo walked away, completely unaware of his older brother behind him.

Dabi chuckled pitifully as he felt another crack form.

He had to find y/n.

(A few hours later; 5:23 p.m.)

After a while of looking and asking around, Dabi found himself in front of Nainai's door.

It was funny, really. He didn't mean to come here. His body has just engraved the habit of going to Nainai for help with anything and everything he needed.

Knocking on the door, Dabi desperately tried to stop the dam from cracking.

He needed y/n when it broke, there was no way he was going to let someone else see him so vulnerable. Not even Nainai.

"Touya? It's so good to see you! What's wrong?"

"C-can I come in for a bit?"

"Of course! Come in, come in! I just made some cookies!"

"Thanks Nainai."

"Anytime Touya, anytime."

For the next hour and a half Nainai took care of Dabi. She found him some clothes that her deceased son used to wear, told him to take a long bath, cooked his childhood favorite food, prepared more rations, and even spoiled Mazu.

When Dabi was done with his soak he had lots of good food to eat, and Nainai did most of the talking, making sure that he wouldn't have to deal with awkward silence or hesitation to reach out to her.

Dabi and Nainai eventually got to the subject of y/n, and Dabi was glad to hear that she had come to stay with Nainai before running off. Nai Nai even had a clue to where she would be- much to Dabi's relief.

"I love talking to you, Nainai, but I really need to get to y/n asap."

"Oh it's alright Dear, I understand. I'll go get you a letter from her."

"A-a letter?!"

"Yes, she gave me one for you, and told me not to open it until you came searching for her. I have kept to my promise, Touya. This letter will be for your eyes, and your eyes only."

Nodding, Dabi's hands shook as he waited for Nai Nai to return.

Y/n.. she was still thinking about him? S-she's safe?

Dabi cursed as he felt the dam of emotions crack yet again.

He really did need y/n.

"Alright Touya. Here's the letter, all I know is that she will be reachable on horseback, and that she's about eight days away."

Nodding, Dabi shakingly took the letter out of Nai Nai's hands, looking at the small envelope in awe.

"Shall we say goodbye here? I expect you'd like some privacy."

"W-why?"

"Love works in that kind of way, I suppose."

"L-love?!"

"Ah yes, the unending denial." Nai Nai smiled bitterly, looking down at her ringed finger in pain. "Now, come give your Nainai a hug and then you can be off!"

After a long, warm, and very comforting hug, Dabi was left alone in his Nai Nai's cozy living room; envelope in hand.

Mentally bracing himself, Dabi tore open the envelope with little care, too anxious to see what was inside to worry about the pretty way you sealed the stupid envelope.

Unfolding a piece of paper, Dabi's eyes skimmed over the writing hungrily, needing your location to stay sane.

My dearest Touya, if you are reading this letter you must be home from war, and I must be gone. I know that you're hurt, and that you're confused at my silence. But trust me, my dearest companion, I tried and tried to reach you, but my letters were always sent back to me. I never received any of your letters, if you sent any. I am safe, and if you'd like to find me you are very welcome to, but I do have one condition. if you are to visit me, you are to always stay with me, locked away where the world can't hurt us anymore. things got too painful without you here, Touya. so if you can, come to me? I will show you a life worth living! If so, follow the instructions on the back of this paper, that is where I lay; and hopefully- where you will too.

Your Dearest friend,

Y/n/n. Or as you like to call me, Doll

Dabi cursed yet again as another crack formed in his teetering dam.

Of course y/n wouldn't leave him like that. She was truly the best.

Hurrying out to the stables, Dabi mentally calculated where he and Mazu needed to go before saddling Mazu and their belongings, and then riding off.

~~~

It had been nine days of riding, resting, eating, riding, and resting again.

Dabi looked like death yet again, and Mazu was pushing her limits.

Due to Dabi's exhaustion, he paid less and less attention to their surroundings, which resulted in unwanted, hungry eyes to find their perfect target.

Dabi glared at the pack of wolves in front of him, eyes full of crazed hatred.

"Wanna dance, muts? Let's dance." Dabi grinned, katana held readily.

Dabi's turquoise eyes never left the vicious pack of wolves as he studied the starving creatures. He might of let them slip into his campsite, but there was no way he was going to let them get past him to Mazu.

Instantly tearing himself from his thoughts, Dabi slashed at the wolf that lunged itself at the solider, leaving a fatal gash on it's stomach. A loud whine set off the rest of the pack, causing three of the seven remaining wolves to leap at him at once.

Slashing the beasts with ease, Dabi held his ground.

A grin splayed across his lips, his exhaustion horrendously miscalculated the wolves damage. Pain shot through Dabi's shoulder as a fallen wolf leaped onto him, landing a fairly decent blow.

Cursing, Dabi stabbed the wolf in the chest, killing the animal.

Turning to the others, Dabi chuckled bitterly.

~~~

(Your p.o.v; 12:22 a.m.)

You sighed as you finished writing another letter.

It has been months since you've last seen Touya.. where could he be? Is he still in war, or did he make it home? Did he decide to stay, or did he find a nice young lady to marry and move to her village? Could he possibly be coming to you now?

The thoughts swirled in your head, souring your mood further.

Touya was not the kind of person to get married to some pretty little nobody. He cares for love, which was most likely due to his trauma with his parents relationship.

If he were to marry someone, he would have to love her deeply.

The thought made you sigh as you made your way to your bed, the thought of some rest helping ease some of the worries within you.

It will all work out in the end. If he truly didn't want to be out here with you, then that was his choice. You couldn't force him to, that would just be cruel, no matter how tempting.

You awoke to a pounding on your door.

Groaning, you grumpily make your way to the noise, opening the door grudgingly.

"What the heck do you wa-"

You were interrupted by a pair of arms wrapping around you.

Baffled, you were about to push the person off before you recognized the purple scars.

"Touya? What's wrong To?"

Touya simply shook his head, pushing himself as close as possible to your warmer form.

"Why don't you come in? It's warmer in here."

Touya squeezed you once before skidding into your cabin. After you closed the door he was back in your arms, pressing himself close to your back, head buried in your hair. Returning his embrace as best as possible, you stayed there with him for as long as he needed.

A few minutes later he pulled away before softly spinning you around to face him.

Chuckling, you move to wipe the blood streaming down his cheeks. "Shh it's okay Touya. I'm here now."

Bursting into sobs, Touya buried his head into your neck, arms wrapping around your waist.

"They- I- you-"

"Shh it's okay. It's all okay now. You're safe."

After a while Touya calmed down a lot, and the two of you had moved to your small wooden loveseat.

"Mazu.."

"Mazu? Oh- is she out there?"

Touya simply nodded, eyes hooded as he stared at you.

Squeezing his hand reassuringly, you make your way outside.

Mazu was grazing obediently next to a fence, her reign poorly tied. "Mazu!" You greet, petting the mare's neck lovingly. Neighing softly, Mazu nuzzled her head against yours.

After spending a little time with Mazu, taking care of her, and putting her away in a stall, you hurry back to Touya's side.

Walking in, you smile at the sight of Touya dozing on the love seat, hand buried in your German Shepherd Jin's fur. Smiling, you gesture for Jin to stay before getting ready for bed yourself.

(The next morning; 8:23 a.m.)

Loud footsteps stirred you from your slumber. Rubbing your eyes, you tense at the sounds of another person in your cabin.

Why hadn't Jin alerted you?!

Why would he let a stranger in?!

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of soft, familiar curses. Touya? Why would Touya be in your-

And then the memories came flooding back.

Smiling, you hurry to greet your best friend properly. "Good morning Tou-"

Your heart stopped at the sight of the man in front of Your beloved Touya was overed in.. blood.

"Touya what happened?!" You demand, rushing to inspect the damage.

"A pack of wolves attacked me and Mazu. Don't worry about it. Most of it isn't mine."

Scoffing, you grab a wash tub to start filling.

"Ah don't be like that Doll."

You simply snort, filling the tub with hot, soapy water.

"Get in, wash up." You command, glaring at the man in front of you.

"With you in the room- I didn't know you were so-"

"No! I'm gonna leave, idiot!"

At your angered tone Touya's mood noticeably dropped, causing you to curse.

"Y-you're not mad at me.. are you?" Touya asked, voice small with worry. Everyone else but you and Nainai had rejected or neglected him. He couldn't bare to lose you too.

"Oh Touya no. I'm not mad at you. I'm just cross with you for being so nonchalant about getting hurt."

"But-"

"No buts. I care about you, I don't want to see you care so little about yourself. Put yourself in my shoes."

"W-what? I don't think they'd fit."

Smiling, you shake your head affectionately.

Ah yes. 'Dabi' was still your Touya, a confused and hurt teenager at heart really. He didn't understand metaphors much.

"I mean- look at it from my perspective. What if I got hurt, and acted like it was okay. Wouldn't you be a little upset?"

"I'd kick your butt and pin you down to make sure you're all patched up." Touya huffed, eyes holding a slight glint- warning you to not test him.

"See- that's what I'm dealing with. I care about a lot, I don't want to see you get hurt."

Slowly nodding, Touya's eyes were focused on your face.

MmYou blushed as he stared, noticing how he kept shifting from your eyes to your lips. You'd call him creepy- if you weren't doing the exact same thing.

"Y/n.. have I told you how much I've missed you?" Touya whispered, bringing his face slightly closer to yours.

"No, I don't think so." You smile, following his lead in advancement.

"Well then.. why don't I-"

You both were interrupted by Jin jumping on top of you, smothering your face in his wet and xsloberyx kisses.

"Jin, Off!" You command, causing the large dog to back off of you and sit between you and your love- crush? Friend? You don't even know anymore.

Clearing your throat, you keep your eyes held low as you studied Jin's fur, combing your fingers through his dark fur.

"Umm, I'm going to go care for Mazu. Why don't you wash up?" You blush, sinking closer to your pet.

"Y-yeah that's a good idea.." Touya replied, voice strained from some kind of emotion- embarrassment; you guessed.

Standing up, you gesture for Jin to follow you as you make your way out of the cabin.

"Oh- Touya?" You call, shyly glancing at the male.

"Y-yeah?"

"Your room is in the loft.. there's a ladder in the stable, and a towel will be on the shelf behind you. You have some personal clothes and belongings from the village.."

"Thank you y/n.." Touya whispered, blood pooling under his eyes.

"I'd hug you but uh- you're kinda soaked in blood sooo.."

"Just go you baby!" Touya laughed, making you smile.

~~~

(Two weeks later; 11:38 p.m.)

A sigh escaped your lips as you traced the scars on Touya's arms, desperately wishing to be able to lay kisses on the patched skin.

In the two weeks that Touya's been here, neither of you have talked about the almost kiss; though it was most definitely on both of your minds.

It was driving you insane- you loved Touya with all of your heart, so why couldn't you just voice those feelings?! Why was love so.. so complicated?!

Sighing again, you caught Touya's attention.

"What's wrong, Doll?"

"Oh I'm just.. thinking."

"About?"

"I really don't think you'd be interested.." you murmur, eyes never leaving the gorgeous skin of your childhood best friend.

"Tell me, I want to know what's bothering you." Touya insisted, placing a hand underneath your chin before bringing your gaze to his turquoise eyes.

"Umm.. what do you think about the- the kiss?" You stutter, wetting your lips at the wonder of Touya's eyes.

They were so... gorgeous.

"The kiss? Well.. I'm not really sure. I'm not really used to these kinds of things you know."

"Me neither." You huff, e/c eyes tracing every feature of Touya's.

"But, I do know that I want to try it again.." Touya continued, hand sliding up to cup your cheek. "If you'd let me, that is."

Your breath caught in your throat as you stared up at Touya.

Was this really what you wanted- did you love him?

Your heart beating against your chest screamed yes- causing your cheeks to burn.

"I- this isn't some kind of game to you?" You stutter, mind panicking at his closeness.

"I promise you that it isn't." Touya whispered, thumb caressing below your eye.

"T-then kiss me- please."

A warm chuckle emitted from Touya before he seized your lips with his.

The surprising contrast of his soft upper lip and his rough, almost leathery bottom one caused you to gasp. Taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss, Touya brought his other hand to hold your other cheek. Moving one hand to his neck and the other to his hair, you kissed him back with just as much emotion.

After a few, intense moments you pulled away, gasping for air.

"That- was- amazing-" Touya gasped, stroking your cheek with renewed gentleness.

You giggled as you smiled up at your childhood friend.

"I've been waiting to do that for a long~ time." You tease, practically purring as Touya pulled you closer to his warmth.

"And I've been waiting for longer!" Touya playfully growled, moving his hands to tickle your sides.

"S-stop that!" You laugh, moving your hands to carefully tickle his arms, avoiding the burnt areas with care.

After a few minutes of giggles, you both slowed down before you were simply just staring at one another, entranced in each other's gaze.

"I- I think I love you." Touya whispered, breathe fanning over your lips.

"And I know I love you." You giggle, pressing a kiss to Touya's lips, smiling into the kiss.

After a few, incredibaly soft and dreamy kisses Touya rest his forehead on yours, looking down at you. "Marry me."

"Wh-what?"

"Marry me. We can build our own family here, away from the world. They'll find us eventually.. and an unmarried woman like yourself would be forced to marry some snobby noble."

"You're just making excuses to make me yours." You tease, bumping your nose against his.

"Maybe I am. Would that be so bad?"

"Mmm not really."

"Oh ho? Is that a yes?" Touya smirked, pulling you into his lap.

"Depends. I require lots of attention. Plus foot massages when I'm pregnant."

"P-pregnant?"

"You mentioned a family, did you not?"

"Y-yeah.. I did."

"But on a more serious note, what are we going to do about the Imperial Army? They'll find us eventually- like you said, and then they'll expect our son or sons to go to war. And our daughters to get married-"

"Shhh, it's okay, Doll." Touya soothed, pressing a finger to your lips- receiving a kiss to the warm flesh.

"How about we.. get some revenge and protect our future angels?"

"That sound perfect, actually." You grin, knowing where this was going.

"But, marry me first. And then we'll go traveling around for our honeymoon.. we wouldn't be searching for the army's camp ground or anything.."

"I love you so freaking much."

"Not as much as I love you, Doll."

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A/n 3: I'm not too sure about the ending, but I hope this wasn't too long + suited your taste anon!! Also, I have zero experience kissing, so I hope it did an okay job lol 💀😅

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