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mako-neexu · 2 months

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If the theory about Chaldean actually being a version of Solomon from Chaldeas turns out to be true, as a Romani fan, would you be content with the possibility of him being summonable? Or do you think such possibility doesn’t exist at all/would you want Chaldean to be summonable at all? It feels like Nasu is preparing his identity reveal to happen in Antarctica, but nevertheless Chaldean claims he isn’t familiar with our Chaldea. Considering Dr.Roman has been a fan favourite for years and the fact that it’s heavily implied he’s Ritsuka’s hope (they think about him when they’re at their lowest), do you think there’s a way for Chaldean to somehow be relevant to Mash and Ritsuka? There’s also Mash’s “I wasn’t even able to say goodbye to him” regret, so I feel like Nasu is kind of preparing some type of closure in the finale? But since he claimed to be an enemy of Chaldea, I do wonder if it’s just gonna be a soul-crushing mentally exhausting battle against him as to parallel Solomon chapter (as if Romani’s fans weren’t tortured already smhhhh)

A lot of yapping I’m sorry… but just wanted to ask what are your overall thoughts on this whole Chaldean situation

okok so like ive said in the past (especially during december last year) everyone was saying they want a summonable romani because you know, feels and everyone loves roman. but i dont want a summonable romani. i think he shouldnt be summonable at all. whether the servant bears his name or his face, it doesnt matter to me. he shouldnt be summonable. he literally sacrificed himself at temple of time. he's suffered for a decade after wishing to be human and the grail granted him that. but at the last moment, his clairvoyance prevented him from having a normal human life and so his duty once more shackled him in this life as well. he was plagued with nightmares, always running away from his fears, it was a life where he couldnt live peacefully and he was a coward afraid of being close to others. and in the end, just when he was having fun, he had to give everything up. his life, his responsibilities, his existence, he made a self-sacrifice to save guda and mash and chaldea- paved the way for the future. it wouldnt make romani happy if he was ever summoned as a servant. because the burden of those memories as solomon, god's agent, the king of magic and grand caster- heroic spirit of the World, would be there and he would be bound to his duty for as long as he remembers. so the best ending for him is to be a free human without anything weighing him down. a life of normalcy just like he's always wanted.

as for chaldean, we barely know anything about him except for stuff like him having a sword, has medical knowledge, along with golden eyes and scars and a uniform almost the same as romani except the green part replaced with black. and yeah, i think we will see him in antarctica or maybe after the ruler ordeal call? depends on what happens..

considering chaldean is wearing "soemthing close to" romani's face, it is highly likely nasu will be writing those parts for romani and mash? but i do think chaldean came from the alien world. "that body" most likely comes from there as well. afaik theres not much info about it yet besides alien world, the apostles, marisbury's plan to bleach the earth all along that ensures the safety of the human order yet is cosmically regarded as a threat.

that said.. chaldean could also be goetia but if you see how he speaks in JP i remember everyone saying its completely different….that it isnt goetia at all but its also neither roman which led some people to theorize its galahad instead bc of the sword. again no one knows so far so we just have to wait and hope :P

and its okay! thank you for telling me your thoughts!

#ask #anon

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woahwierdly · 6 months

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I’ve feeling about making a fanfiction about a woman getting thrown into the hobbit trying to find her husband but also since it’s been so long maybe finding a new love? Let me know what you think!

I don’t own the hobbit this is merely fanfiction!

Thorin x OC

Emily fell into this world and her husband from her world fell in with her from what she thought, but she hasn’t been able to find him. See Emily had just married her best friend Mark but as they hiking up a mountain for a date they both fell into a cavern and it was lights out. When Emily awoke she was alone in a green field with small homes around her. The sun was high and it was the most beautiful place she’d even seen. Emily was wearing dark black jeans with combat boots, a burgundy hoodie, a thin rain jacket and a baseball cap. She had her old phone but that only lasted a day with her battery dying and she had her wallet with some photos of her family. She wondered for a bit before she found a green door. When she knocked on the door a little man name Bilbo Baggins opened the door. To say she was shocked was an understatement. She quickly realized she was in one of her favorite books. And as much fan-fiction as she read she thought she was going to save the line of Durin but…. Bilbo had just turned 57…. Meaning she had three years before the quest even started! Plus the fact she wanted to try to find Mark so she wouldn’t do it alone! But she had no means of travel, money or anything when she landed in the Shire besides the clothes on her back.

Her and Bilbo quickly made friends and he offered a room in BagEnd so she could get a footing. Within those three years she was gifted quite a nice bow set from Bilbo from Bree because she said she was an expert hunter which she was! Back in her world she often went hunting with her father or husband! She helped provide meat and get rid of a pack of wolves from BagEnd! Emily was quite helpful within the Hobbiton community. And it helped her make money for traveling or clothes. She first got five pairs of blue, a couple white cotton shirts, new boots, a traveling pack, arrows, a cloak with a hood made rain resistant. Now even though Emily and Bilbo were friends she kept her secret, never telling him her knowledge of what has yet to come, she wanted to meet with Gandalf and find her husband to return home…. If her husband is even in Middle Earth. She always wondered if Mark was here, alive or thought about her…. But she didn’t know.

All she knew was today was the day. It was Bilbos 60th birthday! Meaning Gandalf should be by today to inquisit some ideas to Bilbo.

She chuckled to herself not believing she been able to witness this world for three years, it went by so fast and now it’s almost time. Her arms ached with the want of going home and her head felt light. She was ready. As she was gathering rabbits for a stew Bilbo wanted she thought maybe I should have gotten more…for the company but she decided against it. This has to happened naturally well until Gandalf tells her to do soemthing.

It was afternoon by the time Emily left to go hunting and now it was dark, she should be able to see the mark and hopefully hear everyone’s voices or make it just after Balin.

She made her way through the quiet Hobbit town looking around she felt sad, she made a small but comfort life here. Made friends and helped more than she could have imagined. To be getting ready to leave left a small hole in her heart. Putting up her gloved finger to her eye Emily wiped off a small tear that threatened to fall. Chuckling to herself she couldn’t believe how attached she got. As she got closer to BagEnd she could hear Bilbo berating the pack of dwarves for pillaging the pantry.

Breathing in a deep of air, Emily had her hand on the door handle ready to start, and go back to her home. The door opened and the soft glow of lanterns lit the room and onto her face.

This is it. The adventure. The hope. Emily was ready. She would not fail saving the love of Durin, finding her husband and going home.

well??? Leave a review please! More chapter to come! I want it to be a slow burn? Hmmm have decided!::)

#thorin oakenshield #the hobbit #hobbit #thorins company #thorin x oc #thorin fic #the hobbit fic #romance #slow burn #fanfiction

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unsentnotes · 3 months

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what does it mean to you, to be loved?

15 March 2023 at 7:41 pm

Devising q for Ash.

To me, to be loved is to feel safe. To feel safety and warmth in their presence, to have trust and be at ease. To be able to be vulnerable, to be able to expose these sides of yourself that are fragile.

I feel many types of love quite often, from many people that surround me and people from afar. I'm a person that is loved by family, friends, lovers and acquaintances, or so i've heard.

One thing i personally know is that i give out a lot of love, Im quite friendly, very affectionate and i have a lot of care for those people around me. I'm glad I have this nature, my father calls me too soft because of it, but i think it's a reflection of how i'd want to be treated as. I wish for everyone to have a good time in my presence. Whenever i meet a friend of a friend, and introduce myself, they always have a lot of positive words that they've heard about me. "i love jen yeah! she's really nice and cool."

To feel and experience love is a truly beautiful feeling, and it is so very different each time.

My father doesn't show affection at all, his "love language" is doing things; gift giving and acts of service. He never has told me that he's proud of me or that he loves me, but i can tell in the way he saves my photos and achievements onto his computer in folders. The day after an argument, and he's been grocery shopping, i can tell when he's sorry and he loves me bc of the mango sitting at the bottom of the fridge. He doesn't like mango. We have a strange and difficult relationship, my dad and I, we bicker a lot and generally don't agree on a lot of things. But I know I am loved by the little things he goes out of his way to do for me, like buying lactose free milk despite thinking it's a load of bullshit.

My best friend Hannah, we barely talk online, but when we're both going home, and we're 10 minutes away from each other, we meet and it's like we're kids again. We don't have to talk or to chat or converse or update each other everyday, i know she's proud of me no matter what i do, as i am so utterly proud and happy for her in everything she does. I feel her love through her unwavering and continuous support for me, always.

Adam. He did love me, so much, though that love emerged from what i could give him and the love and hope i provided for him. He loved me so much he was planning to marry me. He loved me so much that he was terrified of me ever leaving his side, which isn't a healthy mindset i know, but he didn't understand what he was doing. Adam saw me as someone that could save him and help him through anything, his trust and vulnerability he allowed me to have is soemthing i never took for granted. His love was very strong but his heart was very fragile, so so delicate. I know he loved me because he didn't want to die because of me. It can be interpreted in many unhealthy selfish ways, but he did truly love me.

They say a mother's love is the strongest unconditional love out there. I agree wholeheartedly. For almost 10 years, my mum's heart has been aching and hurting, desperate to see me and hold me in her arms again. To hold her daughter and to see her in the flesh, to kiss her and to catch up and live the rest of her life with her. I know my mother loves me. There isn't any more i need to explain. She loves me so fiercely and unconditionally more than anyone on this earth.

Tommy. This person appeared in my life in such a specific time that allowed this love to blossom and bloom and eventually weep and decay. Tommy allowed me to be free, they had so much trust and faith in me and they had so much positive energy. They truly understood my situationship and my past relationship and allowed me to explore this newfound freedom, to explore it with them. It was the first time I was allowed to be truthful, to start a new slate with no insecurities or barriers. For the first time, i could be vulnerable and be curious and to learn without being reprimanded or scorned for my "failures". I was in the process of a rebirth of my own self, a life and sense of self without Adam, and Tommy was there to hold my hand through it. The love and care i have for this person is almost indescribable, because i am so utterly grateful for everything they have done and introduced me to. They have allowed me to become who i am today, continuously supporting me in everything i did, hyping me up and being so proud and happy with all of my achievements- big or small. I needed that more than anything in that time period, im very lucky to have known this person, and i am humbled that i could even be a part of their life as prevalent as i was. I know wholeheartedly that i was loved, and continue to be loved in their own way; just no longer romantically.

Robbie. My darling darling Robbie. When i said that love is beautiful and comes in many different shapes and forms, he really made me realise this. He's so,,, real. So human and so organic?

#15/03/23 #march #2023

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peaxhcringe · 4 years

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Road Trip Headcanons

Characters: Bakugou, Kirishima, Todoroki, Denki, and Midoriya

Summary: Road Trip with the boys 😌

A/N: This is my first ever MHA headcanon and work ever as well as my first time writing for this fandom. Enjoy!

Request: Open

Bakugou

First and foremost this man would have the best music

I feel like out of everyone either he or Kiri have some of the net music taste

I don’t take criticism

Bakugou would probably drive the entire time as “I’m fine I can do it”

Even if it’s a 10 hour drive he will REFUSE to let you take the wheel even once even if you are a good driver

He probably wouldn’t have many snacks in his car

But if you wanted food then it’s a gas station or McDonald’s

He probably wouldn’t stop the entire way their either as he’d wanna get there as fast possible

Bonus:

During one trip between you, him and Kirishima “Line without a hook” began playing

You and Kiri proceeded to stare at Bakugou

1. Out of confusion

2. Out of pure shock

Bakugou of course protested saying “Mina must of have added it” or “I don’t even know this song”

Of course, once you and Kiri had fallen asleep halfway through the trip you awoke to him listening to the song and quietly singing it himself

Kirishima

He 100% would drive with all the windows

Too cold? Bring a jacket or ask to borrow his

Too windy ? Too bad

He along with Bakugou would probably have some great music

The only difference would be Kiri’s would probably be just a bit more organized

He also will BLAST music

Speakers not making the weird gurgling noise? Music isn’t loud enough

Kiri would totally let you drive if you asked

Although a little reluctant at first as “I’m the man letting you drive the entire way wouldn’t be cool”

But after he got tired that all changed

Bonus:

Kiri LOVES to speed

Legally of course

If there is any chance he can go over 60 he’ll fucking take it

If you’re the type of person who likes to speed he’ll 100% let you speed in his car

Shark boy just likes to go vroom

Todoroki

Definitely had snacks in his car at all times

Now he wouldn’t have loads of candy or unhealthy snacks I don’t think

I think he’d probably have like trail mix or something that’s not just pure sugar

He’s gotta stay healthy 😤

Acutally he might have a few sweet snacks in his glove department just stowed away for when he really needs to soemthing sweet

Shoto drives with this music rather quiet

Not speaker breaking or too quiet where you can’t hear it but just enough to hold a conversation over

He probably wouldn’t be too parent like as he or your drives

He would definitely be the type to drive at the speed limit or maybe 5 above if he’s feelin a little frisky

Half and Half just likes to follow the rules

Bonus:

Shoto loves to hold your hand while he drives maybe even rest a hand on your thigh every now and then 👀

He likes to be able to touch you and feel you near him

Shoto definitely loves the small concerts your have to music every now and then

Denki

He along with Kiri fucking BLAST music

Hearing? Never heard of it

Said goodbye to your eardrums

Denki ALWAYS has sweets in his car

Ask for Sweetarts or maybe gummy bears and out of nowhere he’d have a whole bag full

He definitely swerves every now and then when he drives just because he’s jamming out to music

He’s another one who’d most definitely love to speed and CONSTANTLY goes over the speed limit by like 20 miles

This man also ONLY will listen to dubstep or electronic music change my mind

Bonus:

The last time you two went on a trip you ended up driving the entire time

Electro boy was too lazy to drive that day

He ended up eating all the snacks of course sharing every now and then

The entire trip was spent with Denki either sleeping or making Tiktok references

Midoryia

This mf stops at every and I mean EVERY little roadside museum or gift shop

In his words “we gotta see everything we might not get to see again”

He loves stopping and takes a pictures of/with you when you go somewhere

He’d always have some random knowledge of the place your traveling to stored in his head

His music taste isn’t bad but it isn’t the best either

Sometimes you tend to put your own music in order to match some vibe you want for the trip

Bonus:

Midoriya one time almost crashed the car in order to save a small bunny that shot across the road

And within an hour he ended up turning around form where you two were headed to check up on said bunny to make sure it was still alive

What? He cares for animals

Thank you all so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it and feel free to send in any request but please make sure to check my rules before doing so.

#mha headcanons #kirishima headcanon #bakugou headcanons #denki headcanons #deku headcanons #todoroki headcanons #mha denki #mha deku #mha bakugou #mha todoroki #kirishima eijrou #denki kaminari #bakugo katsuki #shoto todoroki #izuku midoriya

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yourdeepestfathoms · 5 years

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Okay so I was reading through your blog (I absolutely adore your writing btw, especially the Felix Being A Dad Friend stuff heck!!) And I just thought of a scenario that might be fun?? Like, what if Jacob was in a certain house and the soon-to-be prefect promised to look out for their sibling, but then the sibling turned out to be in another house?? All I can imagine is some sort of joint custody arrangement Bhgfds Have a lovely day!!

First of all- You are too kind!! Thank you so much! You’re so sweet!

Second- This is such a good idea?? I hope you enjoy what I did with it!

“You’ll look after them, won’t you?”

Angelica looked up at Jacob, who has a rare anxious look on his face. She chuckled at his nervousness and nodded.

“Of course,” She said. “We’ve been over this before, Jacob. You know I won’t let anything happen to them.”

The older Gryffindor nodded and then rubbed the back of his neck.

“I know. I know. But I just want to make sure before I...before I leave, you know?”

Angelica’s reaching hands froze. She turned away from the bookshelf she had been sorting through to give Jacob her full attention.

“What are you talking about? You’re still going to be here when they get to the school. So if anything happens to them, you can come kick me in the shins.” She laughed, “That was the plan, wasn’t it?”

Jacob doesn’t laugh. He doesn’t smile. Only frowns worriedly.

“...Wasn’t it?”

The look in his eyes is fearful.

“...Jacob?”

“I’m close to soemthing, Angelica.” Jacob said, “Something big. Without you help, I don’t think I would have ever been able to get this far.” He takes her hands in his, “So, thank you. Really. Thank you so much.”

“I don’t understand.” Angelica said softly, “Jacob, what the hell are you going on about?”

Jacob shook his head and stepped back. He began gathering his journals.

“Please, just...take care of my sibling. They mean the world to me. Try not to let them fall down the same hole I’m stuck in.”

He smiled wryly. At the time, Angelica would never realize that would be the last time she would ever see him.

And, when she did, it would be too late.

———

“SLYTHERIN!”

All of the prefect’s heads snapped to Angelica and then Felix when the Sorting Hat bellowed out Jacob’s sibling’s house. This was expected, though. You could never pinpoint a certain house a student would get in, no matter their personality.

In a way, Felix was happy about this arrangement. Angelica was already stressed enough with Jacob’s disappearance, which she had the AUDACITY to blame herself for. But he didn’t blame her. It was traumatizing in a strange sort of way- being the last person to see a kid before he went missing and knowing that maybe she could have stopped or saved him, if she would have just tried a little harder.

Chester was the first to move, waving the other three over. The professors and first-years looked confused about their prefect huddle.

“I should have known!” Angelica hissed.

“Yeah, you should have.” Jane nodded.

“You do have terrible luck, Angel.” Chester agreed.

“Bloody hell,” Angelica mutters, along with a string of other swears.

“Calm down, Angelica,” Felix says, “Put more trust in me. We can make a joint agreement or something if you’re that worried about the kid. I’m sure they’ll be fine, though.”

The other three raised an eyebrow at him when he said Jacob’s sibling would be easier to manage than Jacob himself.

“I know, but-“

“Angelica, we’ve been over this.” Jane cut the Gryffindor off, “Jacob’s disappearance wasn’t your fault. Stop blaming yourself.”

“Any of us could have been there.” Chester adds.

Angelica sighed and rubbed her forehead with her thumb and pointer finger.

“Right. I know.” She says. “Good luck, Felix. Merlin knows you’ll need it.”

#a little light angst #I really like this idea??#also I like the idea of angie being the last person to see jacob #that’s sorta scary #like knowing she could have saved him #but she didnt know #I would blame myself if that were me in her shoes #angelica cole #chester davies #jane court #felix rosier #hphm mc #jacob’s sibling #hphm jacob #hphm #harry potter hogwarts mystery #hogwarts mystery #ask #imagine hphm

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tamersa · 5 years

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also maybe buahahahah: waking up with amnesia au for Phidari :V that sound like good drama (preferred: shoutaro's amnesia)

It’s tad long so under a cut Amnesiac Shotaro Au:

Log. 2008-09-13Boring.Everything is boring. Boring boring. Even writing this is boring. Yetfather wants me to try it, so I can reflect on my life later. Still,boring.Log. 2008-12-10Mother took me to the WinterInvention Fair. Some things spark my interest but mostly hers. Yet Ifound one stand about the human brain. It was quitefascinating.Log. 2009-02-01I've attended special courseabout human nervous system. It is indeed worth my time. There is somuch to discover in this topic! Especially brain part. I think Ifound my destination in life. Father is pleased. Mother is a bitdisappointed it is not engineer course. Wakana doesn't understand mychoice at all. Saeko doesn't care. Log. 2009-09-06 I was showed a intriguing case. My mother childhood friend found this youngman on the streets, Without memories of himself only. He rememberonly his name: Shotaro. With my wast knowledge about human brain,I've got a mission to help him regain his-self again and maybe try todiscover what happened, that he ended without them in the firstplace.Log. 2009-11-01Shotaro, is unusual human, full ofpassion, emotions and that inner flame. Quite opposite of me. Heblend into Detective Agency of my mother friend quite well. Now hetries to imitate his current boss style. He is doing quite badly Imust say. He hall it “Hard-Boiled”, I call it “Half-Boiled”and today I told him that. He was angry and embarrassed at the sametime. I hope there will be another situation I could call him likethat.Log. 2010-01-22I still didn't knack Shotaro's mindproblem but we are closer to his true identity. We are sure for 95%his true name is Hidari Shotaro,Log. 2010-01-27Shotaro ispretty down today, he wasn't able to save pet of some child. Itwasn't his fault yet he blames himself fully. Somehow I felt badabout it (not sure why, I never bothered with such emotions) so tomake him forget (oh the irony ) about it I tried to read aloud hisfavorite book from Narumi Sokichi collection. Shotaro indeed calmeddown and said one of the name fits me somehow. From today I'll becalled Philip instead of Raito by him. I like this, weirdly.Log.2010-03-10 For indeterminate time, I've moved into garage ofNarumi Agency. There are two reasons for this: first – we are soclose to figure out Shotaro past. Second – I want to observe himmore. For sciene of his brain of course. He didn't regain any oldmemories but he sure got many new ones. I even help on cases he workson. Somehow human behavior seems to be more interesting than thebrain functions.Log. 2010-04-02I wish it was a joke butit wasn't. We finally cracked Shotaro case. He is an orphan from thenorth and his memory loss was made chemically, before planned organsnatching. Some wealthy politician son has heart condition andShotaro is perfect donor. Somehow I feel furious. It is new for me,and bit worrying. But I'm even more mad at Shotaro who wonders whatis better. I don't care for this illegal procedures. His life is more important and precious than some spoiled brat.Log.2010-05-20The politician had some connections with mafia andtried to get us. Well at least Shotaro I suppose. He wanted to flee,without me knowing about it but he forgot I'm a bit smart for that.He almost (well at the end it wasn't almost) cried that he doesn'twant me to be hurt in anyway, that I'm too important for him and goodin general. I was shocked by this words. Our conversation wasinterrupted by my mother who entered the garage and gave me herlatest invention: Double Driver, with some unusual memory sticks. Shesaid me and Narumi Sokichi should fight together the enemies. For thefirst time I can't understand what does she means.Log2010-05-21Something fascinating ha happened! At the down timeenemy entered the Agency and I didn't had time to approach the bossof this place so I proposed Shotaro to fight alongside me. He agreedand moments later my mind entered his body. I will never forget thisexperience1 We were able to beat up and scare all of the intruders.Somehow I think they will not coming back. Especially that few hourslater we got the information hat the politician son died. I wasrelieved. Shotaro was still not sure if this was good trade. I toldhim it was not a trade, he was worth of his own life. He smiled whenI told him that. I felt warmer inside.Log 2010-05-22Ourmind fusion by Double Driver had side effect: Shotaro started toregain his memories! Bit by bit I'm sure he will get it all. Still Ihave small worry he will leave this place when the process will becomplete. I don't understand myself. The challenge is almost success.I don't know why I think like that.Log 2010-06-13Shotaromade surprise cake for my birthday. He said he made it from memoryand was pretty proud of it. It was delicious. I think it was best andmost sincere present I've ever got.Log 2010-08-29Shotaromemory is mostly restored still he wants to stay here! He just wantto visit his old place and then be resident of Fuuto permanently...!Why I feel so happy about it?Log 2010-10-01Officialy Ientered the crime psychology course. I've finished the nervous onewith flying colors of course yet I want to pursue this path more. Mother is intrigued, father is disappointed, Wakana doesn't get it.Saeko doesn't care.Log 2012-11-05I work by Shotaro sideand study psychology for over 2 years. Many things changed in mylife, I choose Philip as my legal name, and moved into small flat tobe apart from my family. The more I study the more I crack cases themore disturbing they are. I still have talks with Wakana and motherform time to time. Even with bit of uncertainty I'm sure this will bebest way for me. I just don't understand one thing: why I feel angrywhen ladies are flirting with Shotaro. It can't be deep affection Iread about. It just can't...Log 2012-12-24There was aChristmas party in the Agency and we were invited as a branch of it(Shotaro somehow doesn't want to make independent one yet). I can'tdrink alcohol legally yet but Shotaro can and I think he drunk a bittoo much because he confessed to me. Also blabbed and cried how hedoesn't had much to offer but still want to be my partner not only atwork but also in private life. I felt happy for a moment but thenrealized he is intoxicated and wouldn't think like that in reality.Now I wish I could drink too.Log 2012-12-25I... I don'tknow what to write... how to bind my thoughts now for the first time.Officially I have a boyfriend. In the morning Shotaro saidreluctantly that he remembers everything he said and was sincere withit but never brave enough to said it. Well, Christmas Cocktail madethe charm. I accepted his words of course which made him so happy andembarrassed at the same time. This is happiest day of my life tillnow. Nothing can beat that hangover smile right now. I think I'llmove with him soon. And I know My father will be furious, my motherwill be intrigued ( she likes Shotaro aka my brand new boyfriend forsome time now), Wakana will not understand this at all and Saeko wontcare. But I do. And it is about time to close this journal becausenew path I opening for me form now. And it deserves for a new diary.Maybe soemthing heart shaped? End of Log.

#kamen rider w #princess-sas

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clean-bands-dirty-stories · 5 years

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Survivor ~ Graydon

A/n: I didn’t know if his name was Braydon or Graydon so.... here goes I guess. Also it’s kind of a rushed ending and it’s just because I really liked this idea but like... I wrote this over like. Week and forgot some of the movie and lost momentum for writing it, so I hope that you guys enjoy this :)

Summary: Being locked up with your dad as you both wither away to nothing slowly but surely isn’t ideal. The first chance she gets’ she’s gone. When her father doesn’t follow, she makes an instant choice to bond with one of her rescuers, and it soon drives her to far reaches and crazy lengths. But who wouldn’t do whatever it took to survive with a cute boy, right?

Pairings: Graydon x female!reader

Song Suggestion: “Famous Last Words” by My Chemical Romance

MASTERLIST

I didn’t have the energy to move, so when I heard the lock turning I just closed my eyes, accepting my fate. Dad had been wrong. They’d gotten smarter and had found us. Or they were just trying to see what was in here. Did they need clothes? Blankets? Or did the warmth in the blood they ate satiate their sensitivity to the cold? If that was the case maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to eat another person. My old man was milliseconds from losing it. It wouldn’t be a big deal...

The door opened and there wa as gasp, a hand on my arm. I whimpered, recoiling, waiting for the hold on me to tighten as hands dug into my abdomen and teeth sunk into my arm. Neither came. In fact, the hand dropped my arm immediately. There was a swish and my dad started so I knew he’d been exposed. I opened my eyes, looking over to see two men bundled up, trying to calm my flailing father.

Didn’t take the old man more than a second longer than it took me to realize these people were not one of Them. These people were too controlled, curious, and concerned. Too humane. My eyes moved as the hand come back, pushing my hair out of my face. “Hey,” a soft voice greeted. I smacked my lips, trying to talk and respond, but my mouth had long ago gone too dry to respond. “Let’s sit up.” He offered me his hand and I took it, letting him pull me to a sitting position. He then reached around and I tensed before he came back, a water pouch in his hand. “Here,” he offered. I took it, not caring whether it was poisined or not. I would die either way so who cared if I died of poison or of human limitation?

The second the water hit my mouth I was sucking it down and the boy next to me took it back again. “Whoa whoa whoa,” one of the other men by my father mumbled at the same time. “Don’t drink all of it in one go. Won’t do you any good if you’re weighed down and sick from drinking too much after you hasn’t had any in so long.”

The man not offering water to my father looked at the boy next to me. “Is she okay?”

“Yeah,” I croaked, wincing at the pain as the words bubbled through my raw throat. The second man smiled at me, nodding. He recognized my ability to, at the very least, answer for myself. A good sign. It also meant he now had to direct his questions at me.

He moved closer. “My name is Sam,” the man greeted. “These are my friends, Briggs and Graydon.” He pointed first to the man who had offered my father water and then to the boy ho had offered water to me. I filed their names into my brain, forcing them to stick. I would not forget the people who had saved me.

“My name is-“

“No!” My father croaked. I looked at hm angrily. “If you choose to ever listen to me in your lifetime, do so now,” the old man chided warningly. “We don’t know if we can trust these people.”

I rolled my eyes, my emotions coming back weakly as the words and warmth followed the water. “You’re paranoid, old man,” I snapped. “They saved us. We would have died without them. If they wanted to eat us we’d be gone and if they wanted us dead all they’d have to do is leave us behind. There’s no logical reason for someone who means harm to us to help us as they have.”

The old man glared back at me. “You’ve had your voice back for thirty seconds and you’re already back talking me.”

Briggs chuckled. “Father and daughter?”

“How could you tell?” I asked, my head lolling back as I slowly popped my neck, trying to stretch my joints as well as I could. “I mean I know the regular situation is ‘you have his eyes’ or ‘your noses match’ but I’m sure the insanity I inherited from him gave us away, huh?” The other men actually laughed and I could tell that we’d get along. Before everyone had died it had been teased that I was the sunlight in a dark world. Warm and caring and hilarious. A lot of people liked to have me around to cheer everything up. Now, after watching all of my friends and family be eaten alive, their screams still echoing in the back of my head and maybe not-so-much-of-a-joke insanity eating at the edge of my brain... At least my sarcasm and sass could make people laugh. I hadn’t lost my touch, just changed my strategy.

I leaned against something as the trio talked to my father, switching information and getting everyone caught up. Everyone moved toward the screen as my father went to show them the broadcast of Paradise and as the boy - Graydon - went to follow, he suddenly paused and then stopped next to me, craning his neck to see what was going on from his spot by my side. “Whoa,” he whispered, his body leaning forward, giving away how much he wanted to be closer.

“You can go,” I told him. “I’ll be fine by myself.”

Something must have given me away in my face because he looked at me a second before shaking his head. “You’ve been alone waiting to die for too long. I’m not leaving.” I didn’t know if it was him or me that took more comfort from the other’s presence, but I instantly felt better and didn’t urge him to leave again. He was right. I hadn’t completely alone in this room, but a lunatic like my father really wasn’t much company.

It made me briefly wonder if I was crazy and it just hadn’t manifested yet. I’d seen my dad stare at me like I was a meal and knew that if I didn’t keep an eye on him he’d turn on me. I knew HE was crazy by the things he bailed about and the ideas that came out of his mouth. He’d been crazy before They came. You could see it in the way he stood and the way he talked and the way he moved. You could see it in the folds in the fabric that made his body, soul, and person. How could you tell if you were crazy without that silent bodily context?

Graydon scooted closer, his shoulder bumping mine to try and knock me out of my thoughts. “Thanks,” I mumbled. He nodded.

When it was time to go, I volunteered to go first. Graydon helped me to my feet and then we were walking, him guiding me as I got the feeling back in my feet. They had fed us soemthing small too and I already felt my body arguing to lay back down but I knew that if I lay down I wouldn’t be able to get up again and then I’d rot away in this one room and die. Or worse, They’d find us and then I’d spend my last moments weak, helpless, and in complete pain.

When we were all out, I turned back to see Sam suddenly shoved, tumbling into me. I caught him and then he stabilized himself and returned the favor, catching me as my knees gave out. The door slammed and locked and we all turned to face it. “Shit,” Sam cursed.

“He locked it,” Graydon grunted.

There was a pause before Briggs looked at me. I shook my head, shooting down the question in his eyes. He won’t come. No matter what we do, he wouldn’t come. Briggs sighed. “Leave him,” he told the others. There was a loud knocking and I gasped, going completely stiff. Vivid images colored in sickly vibrant reds and suffocatingly dark blacks filled my head and I shivered. It was Them. Oh god I was out where they could get me again. I took a step toward the door then forced myself to stop. I had to get out. Hiding wouldn’t bring me anything but a slow death with a mad man I’d once called my father.

Briggs began to move toward the noise, Sam immediately following. Graydon went to follow and I reached out, grabbing his wrist. My heart was racing, fear coursing through my veins. “Don’t go!” I called, the three men looking back at me.

“Why not?” Sam asked.

“They’re down there,” I told him, my eyes begging them to understand the words I couldn’t form. “They... they eat... they killed everyone to eat.” I shivered again, leaving against the wall as my legs turned to jelly at the very thought of going toward where They were. “Please, it’s not something you can’t understand just from what I’m saying. It’s not something you need to see.”

Sam frowned. “They eat... people?” My hands curled, fingers turning into claws against the wall. I nodded and Briggs and Sam exchanged a look. I looked at Graydon who was already looking at me. He moved closer, trying to comfort me but not sure how to do it.

“You okay?” He asked. He immediately cringed. “I know you’re not I just mean... you’re willing to leave your dad behind?”

That surprised me. “I lost him a long time ago,” I reasoned. His frowned deepened. “Just... please don’t leave me.” I wasn’t one to be vulnerable, but I knew that I couldn’t lose him. Any of them. I’d already lost everyone else. I LIKED these people. If I was on my own again it would be absolute Hell. I hadn’t even been truly alone, not a single person around to look at in times of hopelessness. If they were gone, the loneliness is all I would have. And I don’t think I could bring myself to fight for that.

After seeing the look in my eyes, his face set and he nodded. “Promise.”

That set me at ease. Briggs moved, catching both of our attention. “Can you shoot a gun?” He offered me the weapon and I looked at it with the slightest of pauses before nodding, taking it. He stepped close, pointing things out. “Safety, trigger... pull that when you want to shoot. Safety’s off so be careful.” I nodded. “Let’s go,” he mumbled, turning away from the noise and toward the exit and I relaxed. “Let’s get out of here before they find us.”

We were moving again but a second after we took a step I heard my dad ram against the door, screaming my name at the top of his lungs. I gasped, skittering away. Graydon was immediately right against me, his body then moving in front of me.

After a few beats, Sam chuckled. We all looked at him like he was insane. “Got brave all of a sudden, hm, Graydon?”

Graydon glared but there was a sudden awkwardness in him that made me wonder how accurate Sam’s statement had been. “Guess it’s easier to be brave when there’s something to fight for,” I mumbled. “Maybe he didn’t want to come in or be here, but he has to get out now.” Sam looked at me like I hadn’t quite got what he’d meant and maybe I hadn’t. Sam’s smile and Graydon taking a step away from me seemed so out of place and nonsensical that it didn’t add up in my mind as I tried to draw a conclusion as to what Sam was insinutaing.

My dad started smashing against the door again, violent and loud. “Let’s go,” Briggs muttered darkly as I tensed, the split second of almlst light heartedness completely disappearing in a second as screeching voices echoed in the distance.

We were running now, me leading the group because I knew the layout of the base I’d once called home better than they did, especially while panicked and running. We were about twenty feet from escape when a body landed from the ceiling. I gasped, my eyes going wide as an arm tugged me back. All I saw was black as guns went off. My hands flew to cover my ears and I pressed my face into Grayson’s back. When the fight cleared, the groans echoing from behind us made me lock up.

Graydon turned, pulling me after him. No one had to say anything- the four of us took off. We ran and ran and kept running until we hit outside, where we only stopped because Briggs has to blow up the opening. "Keep going!" Sam yelled, motioning at me and Graydon when I whined, hopping from foot to foot. I didn’t pause, turning and taking off, and Graydon was only too happy to follow.

Running through snow was not easy. My feet kept sinking and catching in the holes and I almost tripped several times. When we finally got to the bridge, both of us were having a hard time breathing. We got across when I finally stopped, not able to go any further. "We got over the bridge," Graydon gasped. "Let’s wait here for Sam and- and Briggs." He said his words between gasping breaths. I nodded and he kneeled next to me.

The world was spinning and I groaned. "Graydon I... I don’t feel... so good."

He looked at me and then back at the bridge. There was a pause and then a loud explosion. I shivered as the air hit me from whatever had happened and then something hit me over the head and I was out cold. The world was gone and I fell into black.

It was dark when I woke up but unlike I’d g-them use to, it wasn’t cold. I was laying comfortably on soemthing soft, a thick blanket over me. A door opened and I looked over to see Graydon walking in with a bag in his hand. "You’re up," he greeted, smiling. He sat next to me on a beaten down chair, offering the bag. "Food. You hungry?" I nodded, taking it from him.

"Thank you." I reached in and pulled out a lumpy sandwich, smiling. It was the most delicious thing I’d laid eyes on in weeks.

I dug in and he chuckled. "Don’t eat too fast, you might choke." After a few bites and swallows, it was gone. "Shit, a girl who can eat her food. You continue to impress." He seemed awkward, a weird lilt to his voice that I couldn’t quite pin.

My head tilted. "Are you sick? You keep looking at me weird."

Graydon rose a hand, running it through his hair. "Guess Sam was right," he sighed. I rose my eyebrow. "I... know I don’t know you well, but... but I kinda- well-"

His face went red and I scooted close, pushing the blanket and the food to the side to plant my feet on the ground, leaning my elbows on my knees so I could reach out to him when I pressed the back of my hand to his forehead. "Now you’re red, and your face is kind of warm. Maybe you are-"

"You’re beautiful." I froze, my hand still on his head as I met his eyes. It was suddenly very apparent how close we were. "And you saved our asses back there," he added quietly. "We got out a lot faster than we would have if we’d ins[ected like they had planned and soemthing really bad could have happened. We’re back at base and Sam found the clearing where there might actually be a good place to restart normal life on Earth. We’ve been waiting for you to wake up so we can go. Whenever you’re ready, we-"

"You said I was beautiful." My hand dropped to my knee and he swallowed. His eyes were wide, full of fear, and I couldn’t help but note that he was very attractive. I sat back. "I’m flattered and... and I haven’t had real company in a long time. But Gray... I... I’m really messed up. Looks aren’t everything."

His lips tugged as he fought a smile. "I’m not asking you to have sex with me, it was just the truth. I would like to get to know you. You’re strong and brave- it amazes me. You sat in the same spot for DAYS and then got up and ran faster than ever I could in the far below freezing weather without proper warmth and you just... took it so well. We thought you were dead when you didn’t wake up for four days, constantly taking your pulse and checking your breathing... I don’t know."

A shyness I hadn’t experienced in a long time bubbled and poked, my body hinting at a possibility. His promise ring out to me, the idea of always having someone by my side at all times and through everything - especially in the way that I hadn’t had the time to allow myself to think of but had wanted for as long as I remembered - was promising. It was good. I smiled. "Sure, Gray. I’d love to get to know you."

"And no pressure," he added. "If we become just friends, then it’s just friends." He laughed, shaking his heads. "I didn’t think this was how this whole thing would go down but I also didn’t realize how awkward I was around a pretty girl, so here we are." I blushed and he reached out, the pads of his fingers gently moving across the tinted skin before slipping a piece of hair behind my ear. His hand dropped. "I like that nickname by the way. I’ve gotten Aydon but never Gray."

We sat in quiet for a few seconds before he pointed to the food and conversation continued as I picked up my sandwich again and continued eating. Despite the terrible circumstances we’d met under and the awkward beginning to our relationship... I didn’t mind. There was a lot more to someone than just looks, and I was pleasantly surprised to find out that Graydon wasn’t just looks. We had a lot ahead of us but for now, this was fine. But, I have to say, I was excited for the future. For the first time in a very long time.

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Fire: Reader • Sweet Pea

She felt his stare burning behind behind her head, it was a few weeks since the Southsiders joined Riverdale High. Sweet Pea wouldn’t leave Y/n alone. Every chance he got he would find a new way to torment her, he loved watching her erupt into anger yelling at him.

She noticed he always stares at her either in class or in the lunch room even in the halls. His eyes always found hers. Everytime she would catch his stare, she rolled her eyes at his stupid smirk.

Sweet Pea took a liking to her, he found out she wasn’t the typical Northside Sweetheart that roamed around these halls. She wasn’t scared of him, and he liked that. They were in a lot of the same classes, Sweet Pea always found a way to spark her fuse.

They were both in English together, Y/n desperately wanted to run out not wanting to wait for what remark Sweet Pea had to say to her. It was bad enough he was burning holes through the back of her head.

“You know staring isn’t nice.” She turned around and snapped at him, her tone bitter as usual.

He just smirked at her, he knew he could get under her skin just by looking at her. “What are you going to do about it.” He whispered leaning forward so that only she could hear his words. She shuttered as his lips grazed the tops of her right ear.

Sweet Pea lowly chuckled, a small smirk placed on his lips as he leaned back knowing he made her shutter under his touch. It was a small win for him.

For the rest of class Sweet Pea lightly tugged at her hair. He knew the fire was burning in her, he wanted her to cause a scene again.

It took only one more tug until she finally had enough. Her knuckles were clenched at her sides, but they soon met the steel table causing a loud bang to distribute through the class.

“For fuck sakes!” She mumbled enough for everyone to hear as she collected her belongings.

Her peers looked at her, if looks could kill they all would be dead. She rose out of her seat and left, Sweet Pea’s smirk reached from ear to ear.

He knew he was the only one who could get her to act like that, sure she’s said sassy and fiery remarks before, but no one has ever made her leave class because of it.

He loved the fact that he could get her riled up in just a few minutes. He quietly followed her out the door, Y/n heard the door of the classroom shut as she was walking down the hall.

She groaned knowing it was the six foot bastard who pissed her off. “Leaving so soon?” He said, making Y/n turn hot on her heels.

Her hips swiftly swayed as she angrily looked at at him. He towered over her by at least a foot and a half, yet she wasn’t scared of him. “I dont know what kind of game you think you’re playing,” Her eyes burning deeply into his, he just laughed at her waiting for her to continue another one of her rants.

Y/n was completely enraged, she was more pissed at the fact that she let him get to her so easily.

Her finger was now pressed against his chest, she felt his muscles tense underneath his shirt. “But you’re not gonna win.” She hissed pushing past his shoulder harshly which took him back a little as you were normally harsh with your words rather than your movements.

She rolled her eyes storming off in annoyance as she sauntered down the halls. Sweet Pea watched her move down the halls, her jeans sculpted her ass which made Sweet Pea devilishly smirk as dirty thoughts filled his head.

He was glad he pushed her over the edge today, he loved watching her leave mainly because he loved watching her ass move furiously.

Y/N let out a groan as she was faced with no other than Betty and Veronica. “Y/N are you okay?” They asked looking at her with concern in their eyes.

She snickered visciously throwing her backpack into one of the chairs. “I hate that stupid smug smirk on that jack ass Serpents face,” She mumbles her hands thrown up in the air as she ranted to her friends. “I can’t come to your party if he’s going to be there V.” She said throwing her hands up once more.

Veronica and Betty both gave each other looks, they knew why he was doing it. It was so obvious to them, but to Y/N it was not. Sweet Pea has a thing for Y/N that’s the only reason why he bothers her so much.

Betty had a toothy grin on her face as she sat next to her flushed friend, “Do you think maybe he keeps doing this to you because he likes you?” She asked her as Veronica nodded her head in agreement.

Y/n growled shooting up on her feet. “No, he doesn’t like me. He likes to torment people that’s what he does.” She snickered at her friends idle comment.

“V, no offense, but i’m not coming to your party if he’s there.” She said throwing her hands up once again sighing because this boy was driving her crazy.

Veronica rolled her eyes at you, “Y/N, look how ridiculous you sound. When have you ever turned down a party?” She was right, Veronica knew how to calm her friend down. She was just as hotheaded as the Serpent who wouldn’t leave her alone.

Betty made a mission to find Toni and Jughead knowing that Y/n was hot headed right now.

Shortly, she found them talking to each other at his locker. Betty slammed his locker shut locking eyes with both of them. “Sorry guys, but it kinda urgent.” She smiled slyly at the two Serpents looking at her like she has five heads.

Jug held a deep concern in his eyes worrying if soemthing had happen to her. She laughed at him, “Not me Jug, we need to talk about Y/N and Sweet Pea.” As soon as the two names rolled of her tongue Toni’s questioning look turned into a smirk.

“No seriously, Y/N doesn’t want to come because of him.” Betty sighed as she wanted Y/N to enjoy their night ahead.

Both Jughead and Toni smirked a little, they were well aware of Sweets fondness of Y/n.

“She stormed out of her class because of him. And she said if he’s there tonight at Veronica’s she wouldn’t come and you know she never misses out on free booze, Jughead.” Betty stated the obvious.

Jughead sighed rubbing the back of his neck, he knew Y/N loved parties she was always the center of attention at them. She had this incredible energy when she has a fun night out with her friends.

Betty touched his shoulder and looked at Toni, “Can you guys please ask him to lay off of her just for tonight?” She asked with pleading eyes. “I suppose we could make that happen.” Toni said giving Betty a tight squeeze on the shoulder before heading towards the lunch room.

Toni grinned, “Just the man we were looking for.” Toni said as the two boys approached her and Jughead.

Fangs pointed at himself while Sweet Pea scoffed, “I hope you weren’t pointing to me Topaz.” He said harshly, his dark eyes not being able to scan Y/N through the crowd.

“Well a certain someone doesn’t want to go to Veronica Lodges party because of you.” He removed his eyes from the crowd and eyed Toni.

Fangs laughed instantly knowing who, “What you mean Sweet’s girl ,Y/N.” Sweet Pea hit his shoulder hard enough to leave a bruise to form.

“Not my girl Fogarty.” He snapped, Toni rolled her eyes and nudged Jughead for support. “Can you just lay off of her for one day Sweet Pea please.” Jughead asked the intimidating Serpent in front of him.

Sweet Pea gave him a wicked smile, “Where’s the fun in that Jones.” He snickered at him tossing a fry in his mouth.

Toni sent him a harsh look, “Leave the poor girl alone just for the night Pea. You’re clearly giving her a hard time because you like her.” She smirked as Sweet Pea shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

He could fool anyone else, but Toni. She knew Sweet Pea was doing it because he liked Y/N. He didn’t have a way with his emotions, but he showed it through his teasing words to her.

Fangs laughed at Toni’s statement which only earned him a glare from his bestfriend.

He rolled his eyes trying to shrug the warm feeling in his stomach when they mention her name and spat, “I do not like the Northside chick.”

“Whatever you say, Sweets. Promise me you’ll lay off of her.” Toni said with pleading eyes, he knew Topaz would go on until he agreed. “Yeah Pea, your lucky she hasn’t tried to murder you yet.” Jughead butted in. Sweet Pea laughed, “She couldn’t harm a fly.” He insisted, but he knew that wasn’t true you were filled with just as much rage as he was.

Jughead tapped his tray knowing that if Sweet Pea angered Y/N tonight she would most likely throw her drink on him. “If I were you I sure wouldn’t get on her bad side tonight, she she’s drunk she has no remorse.” He said lighting a spark in Sweet Pea’s eyes.

Hell he wanted to test her limits to the fullest, he wanted her so riled up by him tonight. Toni saw the mischievous look in his eyes and grabbed his face harshly.

She needed him to behave tonight especially with all the Northsiders being there tonight. “Back off of her tonight, I mean it Sweet Pea or maybe i’ll just tell her that you like her.” Her words shocked him, the venom in her voice she meant every word she said.

He swatted Toni’s arms away and stood up towering over them. “Fine.” He sneered picking up his keys and walking out the door.

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Betty and Veronica squealed with excitement knowing that Y/N was done being stubborn. They were looking through Veronica’s closet before the party started.

“You know he’s still coming Y/N.” She dripped the clothes in her hand and made a face.

Her friends lied to her, they said he wasn’t coming. Her fists clenched and threw Veronica’s heel into the bed frame leaving a dent in it.

The one night she wanted to let loose she couldn’t. She knew she was in for a long night knowing that the cocky serpent wouldn’t leave her alone even for a minute. “Are you fucking kidding me.” She screamed, grabbing her hair.

Betty stepped forward and touched her shoulder gently. “Y/N, relax. I talked to Jughead he said he wouldn’t bother you for the night.”

She sarcastically laughed, “I need a drink.” Veronica walked into her closet pulling out a bottle of Vodka. “You know I was saving this for a good night and looks like it’s tonight.” She said handing her the bottle.

Y/N took a shot without any hesistance, the burning sensation mellowed her thoughts. “Thanks.” She said taking another swig out of the bottle.

Veronica laughed, she knew just what you needed for tonight. She walked over to her closet pulling out a lace body suit with a leather skirt and fishnets. “Let’s show him you can’t be messed with Y/N.” She smirked throwing her the scandalous outfit.

Y/N loved it, she knew it wasn’t a night to let some Southside asshole ruin her night. She took another sip of the liquor before giving her hair a wavy appearance and a smoky, contoured look to her face.

She felt powerful and confident in her outfit and in herself. She was going to show the Serpent she was not to be messed with.

Y/N finished a quarter of the bottle, her body felt warm as the liquid hit her core. “Slow down there tiger, party hasn’t started yet.” Veronica said taking the bottle away from Y/N as she whined at her to give it back.

She sighed if she had this long night she wanted to make sure she had a good time. So out of instinct she texted Reggie asking him to bring her some weed and coke for the party.

Reggie and Y/N used to be really good friends back Freshamn and Sophomore year. They use to attend almost every upperclassman party, the drugs and the alcohol began to be a huge part of their friendship until Reggie started football again. She got a response almost instantly from Reggie saying that he’ll take care of you for tonight.

She smirked to herself, he was done making a fool out of her in the halls and at school. Sweet Pea was in for it tonight.

The party shortly began mostly Northsiders showing up first. The music began to pick up as more people came. Y/N interacting with her peers holding a red solo cup as she talked. Stepping in and out of the dance floor constantly to refill her cup full of booze.

She felt good, she was a little tispy already, but not enough to give her the courage she needed for later. She sauntered around scanning the room when she locked eyes with the him, he smirked at her and gave her a little wave before returning to his conversation with Fangs.

She rolled her eyes annoyed already, she stormed to the dance floor in desperation to find at least one of her friends. However, Ronnie and Betty were nowhere to be found. She felt a tap on her shoulder as she roamed the room looking for her friends.

She turned around ready to snap at who touched her, “Oh,” She let out a soft breathe realizing it was just Reggie. She flashed him one of her toothy smiles, “I got the stuff.” He said motion to his jacket pocket, this made Y/N smile.

She grabbed Reggie’s hand and took him to the bar. “I think i’m going to need more to drink first.” She smirked at her friend who had a playful look in his eye. She knew Reggie would be the perfect assistance for her plan for later.

Reggie watched Y/N pour shots for them, he couldn’t help but notice how good she looked tonight. “Here,” She said handing him five shots , downing one as she gave him her first.

“What no toast first,” He winked at her gulping down the harsh taste that filled his mouth. She just laughed, few more shots later Y/N was ready to dance.

She dragged Reggie away from the bar, she looked back as she took his hand and saw Sweet Pea shooting daggers at Reggie.

She smirked, she knew he would be watching her the whole night. She might as well entertain herself, if she had to deal with his constant staring.

The music picked up and her hips started moving quickly against Reggie’s. His hand placed a little too close on her thigh to be called friends, but she didn’t care she was drunk now.

The music let her escape the stress, she danced like no one was watching. She pressed her hips further into Reggie’s, grabbing his hand for support as she picked up her movements and started heavily grinding on him.

He pushed her backside down, letting her ass drop up and down on his body. She was incredible to watch. Sweet Pea was watching his knuckles were turning white, his face began to get flustered.

He hated watching her dance with Reggie, she danced on him like she was on a fucking stripper pole. He didn’t like the fact that his hand was creeping up her skirt, that only angered him more when she let him do it.

His jaw was locked his eyes held a fire in them that no one saw before. Fangs noticed him tensing up watching Y/N dance, he knew his friend developed a crush on the girl he’s been taunting. Hell that’d why he did it in the first place, it’s the only way he knew how to get someone’s attention by being sarcastic and harshly taunting them with his words.

“Dude, relax.” He said to Sweet Pea, his friend just downed his drink and went to get another one hoping that when he came back she would be off of the dirtbag behind her.

He couldn’t take his eyes off of her the moment he saw her in the crowd. She looked sinful, the lace accenting her curves on her body, the tight skirt made her ass look impeccable and the tights, the fishnets sent Sweets over the edge.

He loved the way she looked tonight, he wanted her for himself. He watched her ass moving aggressively with Reggie, his eyes locking on hers as she smirked.

His eyes were filled with rage, once he saw you whisper something in his ear and the both of you disappeared. He crushed the red solo cup in his hand as he couldn’t see her angelic face anymore.

He roughly grabbed a bottle of Vodka and went back to Fangs. Taking a heavy gulp from the bottle then grunted, “I’m going for a smoke.”

Y/N snorted a line the rush filled her head, it wasn’t enough to sober her up, but it worked its course. She didn’t want to over do it, but Reggie encourage her to take another line.

They were alone in the bathroom, she took another line tilting her head back closing the other nostril letting the substances take over her body.

She didn’t want to be with Reggie anymore, she needed to find him. “Reggie, I’m going to fill my cup up again want anything.” She stammered, coming closer to Reggie.

“I’m good Y/N, but here take this you’ll need it.” He said handing her a lighter and the joint knowing she wasn’t going to come back. It was typical Y/N at a party, getting what she wants and leaving. But he didn’t care, he wanted her to have a good time just like old times.

She scanned the crowd, he was nowhere in sight. She groaned mentally, she stumbled her way over to the dark brunette. “So,” She slurred to Fangs, feeling confident as ever.

Fangs was taken back by her presence, her breathe smelt like alcohol. He smirked at her, she knew exactly what she wanted and she was going to find him.

“Where’s your friend, googly eyes.” Her poor choice of words made the Serpent laugh, but instead of laughing with him she snickered.

She didn’t understand why her question was funny.

Fangs scanned her up and down, he mentally noted that Sweet Pea was in for it. “Outside for a smoke.” He said pointing to the back door, she smirked.

Pulling out the joint and lighting it in front of the Serpent, she looked at him and whispered in his ear. “Looks like i’m going to have to join him.”

Fangs was surprised by Y/N, she did not look like the type that smoked. She drug the joint between her red lips, and blew it slowly watching Fangs watch her movements carefully.

She decided it was time, she headed towards the door swiftly. Only lightly stumbling because her thigh highs were killing her.

The warmth of the liquor vanished her body as she stepped outside. She looked around before finding the Serpent slumped against the wall dragging a cigarette from his perfectly plumped lips.

She shivered slightly, she walked confidently to the Serpent. She stood over Sweet Pea this time taller than him, he just looked her up and down before that devilish smirk appeared.

He watched her intensely as she pressed the joint to her lips, seductively. He licked his lips, her red stained lips looked so smooth and inviting.

Her legs were now straddled over him, she felt him tense up beneath her. She looked him in his deep, mysterious eyes and took the cigarette from his lips and placed it between her own.

The smoke escaped her lips and into her nostrils as she blew it in his face. “Couldn’t handle a Northside party?” She smirked, his eyes trailing to her legs.

She noticed he was taking in her appearance instead of looking at her face. She grunted and shifted upwards, causing the slightest friction between her and Sweet Pea.

He knew she was drunk, the way she stumbled out here to find him made his heart flutter. She was looking for him. She grabbed his face harshly, “Look at me when i’m talking to you.” She said angrily.

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heartboudoir · 2 years

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Ushi kisses your forehead and looks up at the sky, sighing softly to himself while his fingers play with your hair as he decides he can tell you the truth about Keisuke’s mother, especially since he wants to be with you.

“I’ve only been with one woman my entire life. We were high school sweethearts and she was...like a beautiful butterfly I wanted to keep in a cage all to myself.” He shakes his head at how naïve he was all those years ago, thinking their young love would be enough to make things work. “She wanted us to move away from here, go live in the city and be surrounded by all the bright lights. I told her I’d think about it but we didn’t really have the money for something like that.”

“We were together for about 10 years before my dad decided to retire and leave me the farm and the house. I thought maybe we could run it for a few years to save up money and move. She seemed okay with the idea until she got pregnant. I told her we’d still move even with the baby but then she wouldn’t be able to live the life she dreamt of in Tokyo. We had Keisuke and she left not long after he came home from the hospital, I haven’t heard from her since.”

- farmer Ushi

I can feel the deep and raw emotion through toshis words with every sentence and syllable— my hands reach up to hold his cheeks, wanting him to know I’m listening properly, nodding when it’s needed and offering him a sad smile when he finishes. I wasn’t expecting this date to be so deep and emotional but I pull him in for a gentle kiss at the end of it, resting my forehead to his for a brief moment before pulling away to say soemthing

“I’m so sorry that happened to you Toshi…” I whisper and stroke across his cheeks, not really sure on what to say or how to say it “she never got to witness how incredibly strong and resilient you are, how caring and gentle you’ve turned out to be. She never got to see how amazing you are with keisuke and what a brilliant father you are” I chew my lip and shrug “that’s on her, for leaving you guys and I really hope you don’t think it’s got anything to do with you or you as a person, okay?” I kiss the corner of his lips, suddenly aware that that might have been too much for him and this moment “just tell me if you need me to back off…”

#🐮.ushianon

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maladaptah · 2 years

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Im so close to being done w this random deer…… :D……. Like done in one day level of ready! Which makes me super happy cause i now know it’s possible for me to be able to make art good enough to post much faster and Ok so I know I said I was going to finish that orange dog and I did think about and plan to I just woke up this morning and wanted to like practice with something quick as a warm up because I know from experience that I do my best work when I’m just coming down from the high of a quick mindless drawing that actually ended up turning out really cute, like I just knew that it would give me heaps of art energy. So to start the day off on the right foot you know- I was like oh I just need to crank soemthing out that’s easy and cute and I really REALLY liked that monkey I posted a couple of days ago which was exactly what I needed… an accidental warm up that turned out cute and took under 30mins …. So I thought id do something similar today! The monkey was basically just sketching over a random thumbnail concept painting of a design I didn’t care abt and haphazardly coloring it so I went and found another shitty concept painting of something to line over

Butttttt what was originally supposed to be a simple cleanup of an existing meh design turned into a - oh I’ll just slightly- update the color pallete a little bit and then just some small slight little changes to the silhouette and then before I knew it I was on yet another Pinterest image collecting tangent completely revamping the entire design and relearning how to draw a new species….. just….yeah… basically I chewed through all my best working hours today so i only have a good 2hrs left of drawing energy before I start becoming too tired to make good art but too unwilling to go yet another day without finishing that FAKCING orange dog so I stress stay up and tell myself I’ll have a short break to unwind and then the short break becomes a fixation on some new tv series or YouTube genre and I watch videos for 10hrs and then it’s the next day and I’ve been awake for 25hrs and no longer live in my countries Timezone and then oh it’s okay I’ll just pull an all nighter to remix it so I try to stay up the entire day as well but I get tired at the 30hr mark and fall asleep at an even more awkward time and then I remember just as I’m drifting off that oh shit my aunties coming over so I stress half awake half asleep nap for 2hrs where I stress wake up every 10 minutes ruining my rem because I think every little noise is my auntie at the door. And then it’s day 365 of not finishing that orange dog and being awake 20hrs and just ….. wish I had adhd medication or like cognitive therapy or somehting…my sleep health has been fucked my whole life like… doesn’t that shit shave years off ur life… and like gives u pimples and like this FUCKINF orange dog

But yah anyways I’m nearly done w this random deer woohooooooo😆😆😆😆 it’s gna be dressed like 70s Austin power flamboyant he/him kinda vibes! I cbf cleaning up the clothed version rn cos Ik that will shave another 10 years off of my life span so its just like normal water deer coloring dont have ur hopes too high oh and….. I’m not like 100% in love with the fur patterning but yk it was SUPPOSED to be something easy and I need to just let it be and I already decided the jacket and glasses save it okay just trust me….. like it’s cute w clothes …… I promise …. it really solves the color blocking issues and like most furries are clothed anyway?? Right so it doesn’t matter and it was supposed to be easy and ugly not my magnum opus and the coloring and anatomy isn’t too bad so it’s fine and like and and such as and therefore !!!!!!

#note to self #art insanity

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schoolinhell-lucifer-library · 3 years

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School in hell Chapter 2

See through the eyes of despair

The strange ones looked at Takut with more fear in their eyes with every step he took towards them. Then when he was right in front of them, he kneeled and started drawing a circle on the ground. When he was done with the circle he continued drawing strange shapes and letters into the circle. Then Keys plucked up his courage and asked him “What are you doing?” Takut looked at them and then said, “A transportation circle that will bring us to hell”. The strange ones looked at him with questioning and fearful eyes. Then Peter asked, “Bring us to hell” “Indeed the place where demons like us must go”. Lucy looked at him afraid “Demons”. Takut nodded “Yes demons”. Keys looked like his head would explode “Look I know were not normal but were no demons” “Let’s see about that”. Takut looked at the circle and scratched his head “It should activate now”. Then he hit himself in the face “Yes of course not enough energy. Dead wood just doesn’t have any energy”. Then suddenly the door of the classroom opened. A man stepped inside. He looked like he was about 20 years old. He had blond hair, wore a coat and had a cross hanging around his neck. Then he looked at them and said “It seems like the information was correct four demons. I will bestow god’s mercy upon you demons and purge you from this world”. As he said that he opened his coat and revealed knives stakes and other weapons. Takut looked at him then he turned around to Keys and said “Find a way to supply energy to this circle. I’ll deal with him.”. Then he walked towards the man. The man looked at him and said “Oh you demon believe you can stop me. I am one of god’s chosen one”. Then he drew a sword out of his sheet and took a swing at Takut. Takut simply dodged it with such ease and then he looked into his eyes. Suddenly the man started screaming. Ralph always believed that his belief would make him able to overcome anything, but what he saw now was worse than everything he could ever imagine. Before his eyes he saw the whole city burning. He saw so many members of the church dead, massacred. Then he saw him again, he looked the same, but he was much more terrifying. Then he talked to him “You wanna know what true despair looks like? Then see the world through my eyes”. Then he simply took out his eye. The hole that was left didn’t bleed it was just empty. Then the hand with the eye moved toward his head. He wanted to do something, but he couldn’t move he was too afraid. Then the eye touched his eye he screamed, and everything went black. Takut looked at the unconscious man. Then he looked at the other three “Is that circle still not working? Fine then I do it myself.”. He punched through a window and took out a shard of glass. Then he cut himself and let a few drops of blood spill onto the chalk circle. The circle first started glowing red and then suddenly turned into a whirl. Takut nodded “Just like I thought demon blood has enough power to get it working. Chalk is useful because it’s flexible, but it’s just hasn’t as much power as back in hell”. Then he looked at them and said “Everyone in if we wait much longer the friends of this man are gonna show up and they won’t be such losers like him”. Peter regained his calm mind as the first one “You’re telling us to go inside that, a gate that will bring us to hell?” “Yes” “Why” “Because that’s the only safe place for demons like us while were still young” “You’re telling us that we’re demons” “Yes I don’t have that much time to explain because more people are soon gonna show up”. Lucy then stepped up and said “We should go with him” Keys looked at her as if he didn’t believe what he just heard “He’s telling us that we’re demons and we don’t even know if he’s not gonna do anything to us” “He just saved our life. You heard that man, he wanted to kill us. And I think our chances are better if we go with him. Besides haven’t you all felt that something is strange with you?” Peter looked to her and then said, “I agree” Keys looked at them both and then said, “Guess I don’t have any choice”. Takut looked at them and grinned “Good then please all step into the whirl”. Lucy said “I’ll go first”. Then she stepped into the whirl she saw a red light and felt hot and then she felt as if she would go down a pipe.

Normally I don’t post two chapters in a day but today I’m feeling generous so here’s the second chapter. I hope yu enjoy it, please tell me if you think I should’ve don soemthing wrong and feel free to ask ay questions about this story. After all this blog is all about this story

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lubdubsworld · 7 years

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Tumblr prompt ( Yoongi * OC)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 part 4 Part 5

[ i know that you guys probably wanted a nice confrontation of Yoongi finding out about his mistake and stuff, but I think it’s an overdone scene, probably something you’re read a lot of times. So , i decided to focus more on the two of them and how they move on. i’m sorry if it’s disappointing in any way. ]

Part 6

“ How is he, these days?” i said awkwardly, watching Namjoon add some sugar to his coffee. He was still dressed in his Hospital scrubs but clearly the cafe served better coffee than what he could get in the hospital so he looked happy enough.

“Y/N, why can you not be a normal bitter ex, spewing curses at the idiot? it should make things easier for everyone.”

“You and i both know Yoongi doesn’t deserve that. You’re his oldest , most trusted friend. Are you honestly telling me yoongi left me because he wanted to? i know him .... i know how he gets, alright? i know that he has a way of blaming himself for everything that goes wrong in the entire universe. All i wasnt is for a chance to get him back.” I said softly.

Namjoon sighed.

“i should never have told him about Jiyeon.” He said drily. “ if i hadn’t, he would have returned to you. He thinks he doesn’t deserve you anymore.”

I hummed.

“Fine. what else can you tell me about him,right now?”

“there’s nothing much to say. his mother wanted him to marry jiyeon. He refused. She threatened to fire him. He decided he would fire her instead. And now we’re here.”

“I don’t think-”

“He’ll pull through. Don’t worry about him. “

“i know he’ll pull through. He always does. but that’s not what I want to know... Is he happy without me, Namjoon? If you tell me that he’s happy without me, i’ll drop this right now. i’ll stop contacting him, like everyone wants me to.”

“You’re dating Seokjin....”

I flinched.

“it’s not... It isn’t anything even remotely serious. And that’s something I’ll deal with in my own time and...”

“Hyung think’s Seokjin is better for you than him. He thinks you really love Seokljin.”

the urge to kick Min Yoongi was growing by the minute.

“He was the one who divorced me...” i hissed angrily.

“i think he regretted it almost immediately.”

“So why one earth didn’t he come back to me, immediately?”

“You know how he gets...” Namjoon shrugged.

ugh. Yes. I knew how he got. Yoongi wasn’t a fighter. At least not for himself. He would fight death , his own body and everyone in the world to save a life, to do the right thing. But he would never fight for things he wanted for himself.

in this case, me.

“I love him. i know all of you think he doesn’t deserve it but i love him. i don’t think i can stop loving him. i already tried. I thought i’d succeeded even. but when i saw him last week... i just... I love Min Yoongi and nothing he does is going to change that.” i said miserably.

Namjoon gave me a sympathetic smile.

“He’s going to fight you every step of the way.” He said softly.

I nodded.

“Not just him. My sister may kill me.”

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“Tell me you’re joking.” My sister said calmly, watching as i carefully curled my lashes, the mascara dewy and perfect .

“i’m an adult. I can make my own decision here.” i said with a shrug.

“clearly not, if said decision involves going back to the man who fucking abandoned you when you needed him the most...”

“No. He didn’t abandon me. He made sure i got moved to my home town, to my mother and my sister who he knew would be able to take care of me.”

i hadn’t told my mother and sister about jiyeon or about what she’d done. it had been hard enough to come to terms with it on my own. They still thought Yoongi had left because he was a bastard.

only i knew that Yoongi left because he thought that was what i’d want. or so i hoped. A part of me still balked at the idea of him actually not wanting me. But i wouldn’t think about that.

i probably would have let it go if he hadn’t sent me those damn messages, i thought bleakly.

They were yoongi’s version of a cry for help. I could hardly, in good conscience , ignore him.

“ you’re insane.” My sister said, sounding defeated and I smiled.

“And you’re the best sister i could have evr had, unnie. but this time, i need to do this for myself.”

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“i’m going to kill someone.” i said through gritted teeth and Seokjin sighed.

“Please don’t. “

“they’re maligning him! They’re belittling everything he’s done.. they can’t just...”

“they’re reporters. Journalists. And they’re doing their job. Yoongi’s decision to pull out from his parents’ partnership is going to affect a lot of people.”

“But can’t they be civil about it...?!” i said miserably, staring up at the huge raised podium where Yoongi sat behind a table calmly addressing increasingly ridiculous question, each one shaped to sound like a backhanded insult.

“Dr. Min, do you think innocent children should bear the brunt of your own personal tantrums with your parents?” one of the women said and i clenched my fists.

“I’m sorry. The whole point of this conference is to make sure that doesn’t happen. i’m hoping that generous contributors will come forward to support the Hospital and it’s cause, so that children will not be affected by this.” Yoongi said softly, voice low and even . He was dressed in a white button down and a black jacket. Blue jeans , faded and worn and playful black sneakers made him look so much younger than his thirty years. i wanted to hug him so badly that i had to physically grip the chair and stop myself from launching myself at him.

How he hated being in the spotlight. He hated socializing. Hated being interviewed. and yet here was , doing all of that. getting his very credibility torn down because of his vile, disgusting mother.

“Is it true your wife divorced you because you couldn’t save your own child?”

i froze in place.

So did Yoongi. i saw the blood drain out of his face , leaving his pale as a parchment and I felt my own heart throb with disbelief and sheer unadulterated agony at how callously the woman said those words.

“i... I’m not perfect, of course. i have lost patients before and yes, the loss of my own child was... difficult. i do take full responsibility for it. I hope she’ll forgive me for it and....”

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” I shouted, amazed that he wasn’t just shooting that woman down instead of actually apologizing....

“What..? Y/N?”

i couldn’t stop myself as I pushed my way past the other reporters, reaching the woman who had just opened her mouth ans said those words to him.

“How many dying kids have you saved, Ms.. “ i glanced at her name tag .” Lee?”

She blinked, looking shocked.

“How many families have you offered free healthcare too. Hell, how many dollars of your money have you spent on charities that support kids? and yet,. here you stand accusing my husband of being a murderer, when in fact, you and your kind , spreading such filthy lies about this good man are indirectly contributing to the death of hundreds and thousands of children, right this minute! “ I snarled.

She just stared at me, gaping and i felt a hand on my wrist yanking me hard and i turned around to see Yoongi.

“what the fuck are you doing here, Y/n?” He hissed and i glared at him.

“standing up for you! the way you should be !!! you don’t have to grovel in front of these idiots!! Yoongi, you’re a world class surgeon who has saved countless lives and these filthy mongrels are nothing but vermin at the bottle of a barrel. Tell me Miss Lee, how much did my mother in law pay you to spew such vile things about my husband?”

“okay! that’s enough.. We’re leaving..” yoongi yanked on my arm and i glared at him but he wouldn’t let go.

“Come with me, you stupid woman. NOW!!”

I let myself get dragged out of the place , aware of the flashing cameras and the furiously scribbling pens.

i’d probably made everything worse but I wouldn’t regret it.

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“You’re taking sleeping pills again? Why?” i said curiously, staring at the inside of his bedroom cabinet, while Yoongi stood awkwardly to the side. He was dressed in the white shirt and jeans having tossed his jacket , hair left in messy disarray, the gray tinged strands falling into his eyes and his skin pale underneath the garish white light.

“Y/N...”

“whatever that woman said was nonsense, okay? it shouldn’t even be a question at this point but i’m telling you anyway. You’re not the one who’s to be blamed. i just...”

“Why are you here, Y/N?” He said tiredly, watching as i grabbed the last bottle of pills and peered at the label.

“I already spoke to my agents. I’ve turned my exhibit into an auction. All the proceeds will go to your hospital. i don’t know if it will be a lot.. but i think it could really help. “ i said hastily.

yoongi stared at me.

“What are you trying to do?” He said softly.

“Just making sure i don’t misread a label and take the wrong pill. Like i did before.” i said softly.

He went very still next to me and i sighed.

“Yoongi about what happened... jiyeon told me all about it. I don’t blame you for doing what you did...” i said softly and Yoongi shook his head. moving a bit away.

“it was all my fault... i ... i let her do that to you..” He said , voice cracking.

Jiyeon had been cruel, malicious but she had also had a conscience. But she had helped me understand that yoongi hadn’t left me because of the abortion. A part of me had wanted to take the first flight out to the UK just to explain what had happened to my oblivious, impulsive ex husband but i had held back, opting to tell Namjoon about it. i’d asked him to be discreet about it.

and Namjoon had told Yoongi about it.

And then I’d waited for a year, waiting for yoongi to come to his senses and to come back.

Except he never did.

“i’m going to get her medical license cancelled. I.. I know i should have guessed it earlier , i just never imagined she would.. do something so vile and disgusting. I wanted to kill her... i still do.. She doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as us.. She... ”

i moved to touch him but he looked stricken and i stopped, clenching my fingers in embarrassment.

“Yoongi stop. it’s over. it was a long time ago. she apologized to me.” I said, recalling the absolute nightmare of a confession that I’d been treated to, right after I’d signed the divorce papers.

“Apologized?!!” Yoongi shouted and i flinched. “ how could a fucking apology ever make up for what she did to us... She destroyed us.. She..”

“She did no such thing. If we really were good for each other we would have come out stronger , not fizzled and died!” i snapped , impatiently. He hesitated, looking torn and so guilty that i bit my lips.

“Yoongi, i know that we both screwed up. i wasn’t innocent either. i never saw that child as a .... child. i thought it would be a way to keep you with me... like a handcuff or soemthing. I was guilty of that... i didn’t even get that tests till i was nearly three months pregnant.... I was reckless... I...”

“You just trusted her! She was the one who should have had a bloody heart.. She killed our baby....!” He said brokenly and I felt my throat go dry.

i opened my mouth to protest, but he wasn’t done.

“but more importantly, she nearly killed you..!! “ He took a deep breath. “ i never hated myself more, than when i saw you lying there on my operation table, fighting for your life because of how neglectful I’d been.”

“i’m fine. I’m here.” I said stupidly.

“it wasn’t even about the baby, Y/N... We could have had another one. You almost died! what if i lost you on that table?! I would have followed you right away...”

“Stop! oh my God.. Don’t even joke about something like that...!”

“You think I’m joking? You think i wouldn’t have done it? You think i wouldn;t have died for you? You don’t think i still would?! You’re.. You’re the most... fuck.. Yo’re the only one who matters... it’s always been you...”

I stared at him.

“Don’t stay stuff like that, if you don’t mean it.” i said softly.

“I... i mean it. Of course I do... I can’t even apologize because i don’t deserve your forgiveness.... “

I was so sick of that phrase.

“Are you going to apologize, anyway?” I said stiltedly.

“i don’t think i could ever dare to apologize. Not after what i did... I should have been there .. I should have helped you and...”

“Well, how can i forgive you if you can’t even apologize?” I said casually.

Yoongi stopped short.

“What?”

“i forgive you. I do... You’re here and i just want to be with y-”

“No. Stop. Don’t! don’t finish that sentence! You don’t know what you’re asking for!. ” He said desperately and I reached out for him but he stepped back hastily.

“Yoongi...”

“you should leave...”

And there he was, pushing me away, all over again. Why was it so damn hard to love this man.!! What kind of sins had my past self committed to be stuck with this man?!

“i’m not leaving. Why should i... You just said that you care about me... You fucked up, yes. You hurt me. you can spend the rest of your life making it up to me but make no mistake, you are spending the rest of your life with me. i refuse to settle for anything else, after all the crap you put me through,. “

Yoongi continued to stare at me.

“i’ll hurt you.” He whispered.

i felt relief flood through me. He was caving. I knew it.

“i know.” I said softly, stepping closer and lightly grabbing his hand, taking it up to my waist. His arms curled around my body and i felt my bones turn to ash in sheer want.

“I’m not... I’m such a shitty husband... I’ll probably hurt you in so many ways and...”

“just kiss me.”

“Y/N.. i don’t deserve you.” He said softly.

“No. but you have me. And i’m not leaving. ”

i moved forward, capturing his lips with mine.

Author’s note : there will be one more part , just to tie things up nicely. Do you guys want some smut?. kekeke...

#yoongi smut #yoongi fics #yoongi fanfics

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depressedkakashihatake · 4 years

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Sorry I'm here to ruin the good mood:

In Itachi's novel, if I remember correctly, it comes out that Itachi has hallucinations of Shisui, or something similar.

Imagine Kakashi having hallucinations of Obito and Rin. He has learned to live with them, mostly ignoring them because he knows they are not really there, and one day he starts noticing little things about Itachi that makes him watch him more closely.

The way Itachi's eyes sometimes look at nothing. His lips starting to move but stopping right after, like he wanted to talk with someone but was unsure about doing it or not. The way his hand sometimes twitches, like he wants to reach out to someone, but there's no one where Itachi is looking.

And Kakashi recognizes the signs, because he had passed the same thing. He knew to ignore his hallucinations by now, but at first it was confusing.

He doesn't know if he should say something, he's not the best with emotions (let's not forget it would happen right after Shisui's death, during Kakashi's ANBU period, one of his darkest), but he hopes that for Itachi it'll go better.

(But it doesn't, and when the Massacre happens Kakashi asks himself if maybe things would have gone differently if he had tried to talk with Itachi)

There’s a lot of things Kakashi asks himself about the massacure, but they all go back to one simple question

“How could i have stopped it”

Because Itachi was his responsibility. His teammate. If he had done soemthing diffrently, helped Itachi, pushed him to open up to him, maybe this wouldn’t have happened

Maybe he would have been able to save Itachi and the Uchiha clan.

and everyday he thinks back to those little moments. The flicker of Itachi’s eyes over to an invisible force.

Kakashi still see’s Rin and Obito of course, but they’re cemented in place now. He goes to them and they wait for him.

Rin stands near the village gates, never entering. Obito is always in the training field beside the Jonin residence where Team Minato always used to train.

When Kakashi wants to see them, He goes to see them.

He doesn’t think that will ever be the case for Itachi. He has so many spirits now. Memories that will never stop haunting him

he can only imagin the struggles Itachi has to deal with, seeing All the people he loved following him around every day.

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dweebobeebo-blog · 6 years

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Warnings; Death, Paranormal

Pairing; Dallon weekes X Reader

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Part two??

I woke up feeling like someone was watching me, I sit up and look around my room sighing when I see nothing. I know i won't be able to sleep so I trudge myself to the bathroom, the dark circles under my eyes great. I splash water on my face, then trudge back to bed.

When I wake up, I still feel exhausted I begrudedly dress myself for my class today, I'm a teacher I teach kindergarten. What a day extremely tired, and dealing with bratty kids. I put my sweater on and khakis with some flats.

The whole day I feel like someone us watching me, while the kids are outside playing, I talk to the other teachers

" Hey y/n you Okay?" Mrs hansburn asks "you seem on edge"

"Yeah just didn't get much sleep last night" I sigh, she nods

"Go take a lunch I'll watch your class" she says "go go"

I head back to my class room and grab my food out of my fridge under my desk with a bottle of tea, I turn on some music and eat my salad. Hearing a noise I think its my class but it's not, I see something fuzzy but I ignore it. I hear mg door open and close then see a guy

"May I help you sir?" I ask, I stand up and go over to him

"Im dallon, Avas uncle" he says, with a smile, a stunning smile "I brought her something"

He hands it to me, a bag of candy that says 'from uncle dally, Ava I hope you've been good I love You' I look at him and smile, I go set it down on my desk,

"If you're her uncle why do you not give this to her at home?" I ask

"Had a falling out with her dad." He says I nod "I've got to get."

♧♧♧♧ after school, I went and got myself some dinner, stopping to get a new bottle of wine on the way home as well, I can't seem to get my mind off of dallon, Avas uncle. When i gave her the candy she cried a little bit.

I put my dinner on the table, and ate while looking over some work they did today, they're doing great on their writing ava seems to be improving amazingly she's a bright young lady, I finish my dinner and clean up.

I rush to the front door, and open it. It revealed dallon, and it was raining he was soaked

"Oh my god Mr Weekes please come in" I gasp, I pull him in and rush to get a towel for him "here oh my gosh, let me get you some hot tea"

"Thank you" he chuckles "I wanted to thank you for giving that to ava"

"Oh honey no problem, here, sit" I say "I have extra clothes from my bother I'll get those for You"

He nods and I run to my room, I quickly turn on my computer. While it's turning on I rummage through my clothes looking for the clean ones for dallon. I stop and get on Google 'Dallon Weekes'. I look and look when something catches my eye, from last year it head lining

' Dallon james Weekes, singer of the Brobecks and guitarist for panic! At the disco was pronounced dead at the scene of the accident'

I click on the link and read some more, this was something. If he was dead.. how am I seeing him. Oh my god his ghost, he's here he's. I read more of it

'Dallon Weekes was leaving the house of his brother in law and his sister after having a falling out with Marcus Elle Weekes husband, hit head on by a drunk driver, heading home to his fiance.'

I find myself crying, I grab the clothes and run to the kitchen, when I see him i gasp it's hard to believe this is only his ghost, I set the clothes on the table he smiles at me. Noticing I'm crying, he stands and rubs my cheeks in a soothing way

"Are you Okay ms y/l/n?" He asks, his voice quiet like he's afraid of something

"You're not real.. You're not alive" I mutter, "youre.."

"Yeah I'm dead..." he mutters, I cry some more and brings me closer "i came to you, you're my nieces teacher, you know her family. I need something"

"What anything" i rush out, why do i feel in love with him, this is just his ghost "I'll help You"

"I know something you don't" his voice breaks "You're doing to die.. I was sent to warn you. If you do these things for me you'll be spared"

"W-what?" I mutter i gasp for air, he looks at me and sets me on the floor with him

"Go to my family, give them these letters" he hands me some envelopes "you'll be in a car wreck like I was. If you do these you'll live"

"O-okay." I say

"Start tonight. Starting with breezy." He says

"i- I can't bare the thought of me staying alive when you couldn't" I sob "I'm not going That"

"You have too. If you do you'll find something great" he rubs my cheeks "you'll meet the men from my band. Brendon, god has a plan. You'll be with him after this "

"N-no dallon I can't, I can't do this!" I yell "of you're dead I'll die, I can't. If I'm meant to die then I'll die. I won't let you have to watch us all be alive"

"Y/n.. please do this for Me" I see tears I reach up and touch them. They feel real "for me.. I've been watching you for a while. Please do this it's gonna hurt, I've fallen in love with you a human. But it's gotta happen"

"Okay.." I cry. Then he's gone, leaving the envelopes on the floor in front of me. I straighten myself up and leave, reading the adress of breezys. I got there rather quickly seeing how I saw dallon. Everywhere I went, crying slightly when I rang the door bell

"May I help you?" She asks, wow she's beautiful

" i-i have soemthing for you" I choke out, she ushers me in "it's from dallon Weekes"

I hand her the letter and she opens it, gasping for air as she reads it suddenly she collapses on the floor so I pick her up and let her cry

"But he's head? He died last year! " she half shouts "please please explain"

"He's been watching us all" I cry "he came to me today at school to give something to ava. He needs me to give these to every one, if I don't my life won't be spared when I get into a wreck "

"He's saving you?" She asks "that's my dallon, always wanting to help someone"

"I don't want him to have to continue to watch us all live when he can't" I cry harder "he deserves to be alive not Me"

"He's" she cries harder "oh my God!, no you have too it'll put him at peace"

"Breezy, If I do, I become part of the family he wants me too, I give Brendon urie his and become his wife." I say "i cant live with that him being dead and I get to stay alive from the same type of wreck"

"You have too, for us all please!" She says, I nod she shows me to the door, we hug and cry some more before I leave. Going to the next place his parents.

Doing the same process, then to his sisters. Ava wad happy to see me, Marcus and Elle were confused until I explained. She collapsed, Marcus comforted her. I left and headed to his band mates.

#dallon weekes #brendon urie #dan pawlovich #Kenneth Harris #ryan seaman #Panic! at the Disco #fall out boy #falling in reverse #my chemical romance #5sos #twenty øne piløts #the Brobecks #bring me the horizon #black veil brides #of mice & men

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