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khrysomallos · 7 months

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i saw a tiktok today comparing possessive vs protective boyfriends and it got me thinking something about a protective bokuto and mmmmmm

when people first meet bokuto, they typically peg him as the “golden retriever” boyfriend (don’t get me wrong he totally is). but he’s much smarter than people give him credit for. so much smarter.

bokuto is confident in himself, he’s confident in his relationship (unless in one of his moods.. ya know) and he trusts you whole heartedly.

you’re out at a bar with a group of people, a mix of your friends and bokuto’s. you’re at the bar getting some drinks for the table when someone slides onto the stool beside you. the stranger looks you up and down and begins a conversation. “haven’t seen you around here before, where you from?”

you answer, as it’s not in your nature to be inherently rude. “i’m visiting a friend,” you smile politely and look to the person beside you. a tall man, with a fairly slender build. his hair is neatly swept to the side.

“from out of town then? let me treat you to some home town hospitality then,” as he flags down the bar tender.

you shake your head, telling the man that you’ve already ordered a few drinks for you and your friends. he pushes on, insisting he gets you a drink - which in turn ends up being a shot. he pushes the shot glass towards you, his snake like eyes narrowing as he sticks his tongue out to tease you. you’re frustrated he isn’t catching onto your polite rejections.

“c’mon pretty, let loose and have some fun.”

you shake your head, “thank you for the offer, but i’m here celebrating my friend tonight. i’m flattered but i’m not interested, really.”

it’s as if this much more blatant rejection eggs the man on more.

bokuto, from across the bar, sits silently as he watches the interaction. he’s leaned back in his chair, slowly stirring his straw around his cup. he’s well aware of how good you look tonight, and he’s well aware of the fact that everyone checks you out as you walk by. it gives him a boost of pride knowing you’re going home with him. they can look all they want.

his eyes assessed every shift in your body language. he sees your eyebrows furrow, the way you’re leaned away from the man. how you take slow controlled breaths to regulate your frustration, he knows that to be a tell from your years together.

kuroo leans towards him, “aren’t ya gonna go over there?” and points his head in the direction of the bar.

bokuto shakes his head, “they’re more than capable of handling themselves. i don’t need to do anything,” he lets out a long breath himself.

kuroo’s eyebrows raise, “you’re better than me. if kenma was getting hit on infront of me, i would be sliding in to introduce myself.” he chuckles to himself and nudges kenma, who just snorts.

“he can try but they’ll rip a strip off him if they need too,” bokuto continues to watch the interaction between you and the stranger. the man presses on, pushing the drink towards you and waving to the bartender again even though you’ve turned down the drink. bokuto never worries in these situations, he knows you can handle yourself, and he would never want to overstep a boundary of you taking care of something.

so he waits. he watches.

his jaw tightens as he watches the next interaction. he sees the man place his hand on your lower back. his eyes darken, he could care less about this stranger. what bothers bokuto, what makes his eyes narrow, is the way you flinch and move away from the touch, how you push out your hand, hitting the man’s chest to create space between the two of you. you begin to say something, pointing your finger at him like you’re about to lecture him. but then man doesn’t respect the space, moving closer and leaning down to speak into your ear. bokuto’s hand tightens around his glass.

he waits. he watches. he assesses.

you take a step back, and that’s when you give the man a shove with both hands. bokuto smirks.

the man shakes his head in disbelieve, and begins saying something. you finally look over to your boyfriend, with tight lips and pleading eyes. your face says everything it needs too. a silent call from across the room.

bokuto would never step in by taking over something you were dealing with. he knows you’re more than capable. he also knows there are times when you’re just too overwhelmed and need help. those are times where he’ll step in, only when you ask.

bokuto throws back the rest of his drink before excusing himself from the table.

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tiredfox64 · 17 days

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Hello! Sooo I had this idea of a forbidden love story between Bihan and the reader. The reader is a good friend of Liu Kang and was assigned to assist Kaui Liang and Tomas with the Shirai Ryu and becomes friends with them. Despite all that, Bihan was already in love with the reader because she's genuinely a good and innocent person and feels the need to be protective of her while the reader struggles with her feelings because he's now a traitor even though she's attracted to him.

How Could You

Prior notes: Reader: I think I’m in love with Bi-Han. Any thoughts?

Liu Kang: And prayers, you’re going to need them.

Pairing: Bi-Han x Afab reader

Warnings ‼️: Angst or even none. I don’t know you decide. I’m not your mom, Tyler!

Bi-Han was many things but you would have never imagined he would be a traitor to Earthrealm. It broke your heart to hear the news from Lord Liu Kang. But that feeling was swept away once he gave you more news.

“Not all hope is lost. Kuai Liang and Tomas have creating a new clan to defend Earthrealm. The Shirai Ryu. Your service is needed as I want you to help their clan grow strong. For now there are no threats but we can never be too careful.” He said.

You have your own mission now. A service to Lord Liu Kang, to the Shirai Ryu, and Earthrealm. But you can’t get over that feeling in your chest. That sorrow of Bi-Han being gone.

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Your service was indeed needed. Finding the right initiates was difficult even with the help of Harumi. The only one who was able to bring any hope was Hanzo yet even he needed a lot of work.

Your personality made it easier. Your heart of gold attracted many to come. None wanted to disappoint you. If someone failed and they saw you frown they immediately fixed their errors just to see you smile and cheer them on.

Your need to care for others also helped greatly. If anyone was injured you were quick to patch them up and make sure they were well rested. It quenched people’s worries about being badly hurt and never recovering. If you can care for a little bunny who was only acting hurt for attention, you can take great care of a person.

You also grew closer to Kuai Liang and Tomas. Kuai Liang would have thought this task would be much more difficult even with the help of his wife. Seeing how you brought hundreds to the clan and continue to bring more made you a true gem to him. Tomas especially was grateful of your good deeds. You were useful when training the initiates as you were able to simplify instructions to the others comprehension. If Tomas wasn’t able to make them do what he wanted them to do he would have thrown in the towel way too early.

You even sparked a great relationship with Harumi and Hanzo. Harumi not only appreciated your help when it came to training but housing all the new initiates. You made everyone comfortable and placed them in the rooms they most likely wanted to stay in. You gathered food and helped cook as well. Cooking for hundreds was not an easy task but you were always willing to help and give the healthiest meals. Everyone needed to be in tip top shape. Hanzo, though a rambunctious teenager with great anger, was able to be calmed by your presence. I think he could sense that you have a good heart. You understood his frustration and how he had to survive by being a thief. You reassured him that those days are done and he is in good hands. He will become great and strong, you will make sure of that.

The Shirai Ryu was flourishing. The combined effort of everyone resulted in a fine clan. A clan you felt like could be as great as the Lin Kuei. Things looked up yet you still felt down about Bi-Han’s betrayal. You’re not alone in that and you knew it. You couldn’t let others find out about your feelings. So when the end of the day would come and you were left by yourself, your smile would falter. Tears would prick your eyes. You thought Bi-Han would be good, at least for you.

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Bi-Han felt it was necessary to separate his clan from the binds of Lord Liu Kang. But at what cost.

He has earned them infamy which he could never accept. But he was forced to accept the fact that he lost you. He lost the one person who could warm his frozen heart. Hands that would hold his heart and let the ice melt.

Even when you two met there was a strange spark. You would always go next to him yet keep distance as to not upset him. You would say anything and everything to him when he never asked for him. At first he would tell you to shut up and leave him alone. No matter what you always came back. You would be hiding behind a tree and watching him from a distance just to get a glimpse of him.

You never knew why but Bi-Han made you feel things. Maybe it was his handsome face. Or that deep voice that when he grunted you felt something in your stomach. Or his muscles that seemed so fun to touch. Soon enough he started getting the hint.

You know what they say, opposites attract. Though he always found goodness to be a weakness he saw how it benefited. Whenever you visited the Lin Kuei wanted to impress you and so they worked harder than before. All those times Bi-Han would yell at them they never worked harder. But encouragement from you made them into fighting machines. Who would have thought.

Then you started to get real nice to him. That moment when you tucked that piece of loose hair behind his ear he always remembered to keep a loose strand of hair out. He wanted you to do it over and over again. Have your fingertips lightly graze his face and feel how warm you were against his cold skin. You noticed the effect it had on him and used it to your advantage to be closer to him.

He liked, no, loved when you praised him for his skills. It made him feel superior to everyone, including his brothers. Cause he should be superior to them as he was the grandmaster.

Bi-Han was disgusted by the people in his clan when they would make lewd comments about you. Comments about your chest, your hips, your thighs, your everything. Or when they criticize you for being too nice or too much of a goody two shoes. He didn’t know what came over him but he would end up nearly beating them to death during training. They’d act surprised that their grandmaster would do such a thing, nearly crippling some of his best fighters. But when it comes to you it doesn’t matter. He has to protect your honor. He has to protect you from the filthy eyes of lowlifes. You need his protection.

But your innocence. That was quite a shock to him.

Never had a kiss? Not even on the cheek? Well, he fixed that right up. When you confessed to him that you never gotten a kiss from a man he felt it was his duty to fix that. It’s an honor to be kissed by the grandmaster of the Lin Kuei. Even a kiss on the cheek sent you into a spiral. His lips barely touched you! Yet you reacted as if you two had a five minute make out session. Your mouth was shut tight and you placed your forehead on his arm to help cool you down. Bi-Han couldn’t help it, he had a small smirk on his face which he hid from you. He could only imagine how you would have reacted if he did it on the lips.

But he might never know. Because he messed up by being a traitor. Some days he feels like he did the right thing by gaining the Lin Kuei’s freedom. While others he feels anger because he can’t be near you.

When he heard that you were helping the Shirai Ryu he went mad. Anything in his sight was targeted. Spikes made of ice littered the land. Their jagged and cold form matched how he felt in his heart.

Now who will protect you from the filthy pest of the world. Bi-Han doesn’t know where you are. The Shirai Ryu are too good at hiding and that makes them cowards. Someone could take your innocence and what then. His brothers don’t care about you like Bi-Han cares about you. You’re only safe in his arms and in his sight. You must never be left alone with anybody. Filthy men putting their hands on you, that thought alone makes him furious.

You were his light in a gloomy world. Even if you were friends with Lord Liu Kang he saw you as your own person. A victim to Liu Kang who probably has you wrapped around his fingers. You need to be free just like him. Not following orders like you are now. You must be so depressed without him.

In a way you are as you still struggle to accept the situation. You’re no victim however. Even though Liu Kang said you were done with your task a while ago you still continue out of the kindness of your heart. It’s the right thing to do. But you will continue and mourn what could have been.

If only he kept you in mind when Shang Tsung made that horrible offer. None of this would have happened. This shouldn’t have happened.

You’re only left with sadness. You lost someone you were willing to love and change. You were so close to warming Bi-Han’s heart. You warmed it enough that he feels regret for what he has done. But he can’t turn back now. What’s done is done. Maybe in another timeline he was never a traitor. In another timeline you two are together where he can protect you and love you for who you are.

After notes: If I have not satisfied your needs you can force me to eat British Chinese food. Or you can yell at me either one goes, you can even tell me to redo it all. A little bit of a warning I might be silent for one or two days just cause of classes. Literally have to make a 6-8 minute speech about contraceptives in the span of two days. So either it will be backpocket fics, reblogs (I have faith in the 🍊), or nothing. You’ll know when you’ll know. Adiós!

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floydira · 4 months

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I saw your request rules and I was wondering if you could do yandere Velvet? If not that's perfectly fine, take as much time as you need!

₊˚﹒✶﹒trolls headcanons .ᐟ

yandere velvet headcanon.

warning ; yandere behavior, mention of killing, obsessive behavior, all that jazz

her obsession with you started when she first met you. you are close with the two superstar siblings, velvet and veneer.

you had something that other people didn't have. that is, you could be straightforward and blunt with her without sugarcoating anything.

sure, she absolutely HATES criticism but coming from you, you just have something that makes it easier to tolerate for her.

after finishing her performance, she always comes to you to ask for your thoughts.

"how was it? I was amazing, wasn't I?" velvet would come to you with her smug tone.

if you give her praises and compliments, best believe she's going to be remembering that shit for life until she dies. hearing a compliment from you makes her kick her feet and giggle like a fangirl despite her being the superstar.

of course since you're close with the siblings, you talk to veneer a lot too. she loathed that. it's visible on her face too.

as much as she liked her brother(not much...), she'd rather he disappear just so she could hoard all your attention to herself.

she'll threaten veneer to stay away from you. knowing him, he'll definitely back off.

noticing veneer's distance from you, you wanted to come up to ask him why he's distancing himself from you or what's wrong, but velvet stopped you before you could.

"why are you going to him? don't you want to hangout with me?"

she'll give you her biggest puppy eyes.

she'll do all kinds of manipulative tactics to keep you by her side at all times.

she'd gaslight you into thinking you only need her.

"I have all the fame, money and love that you need, darling. can't you see that I'm the only one who cares for you? I take care of you, I keep you safe and love you dearly. who else would do that for you?"

once her manipulative tactics work, she'll grin evilly in front of the mirror.

"oh how I love being me!"

she has eyes on you, always. If you're going out with someone, talking to someone or just doing something in general, she'll know.

she'll pay professional paparazzis to secretly take photos of you. she'll threaten them if they ever try to tell anyone about her doing.

sometimes she'll pop out of nowhere and come up to you, especially if you're hanging out with someone else, as if she ended up meeting you by coincidence.

"oh! how nice to see you here, sweetie! who's...that imbecile little speck of dust?" she'll cheerily greet you before glaring at the person with you and looking them up and down with disgust on her face.

"why didn't you invite me along? don't tell me...is it because you're starting to hate me?!" she'll act like she's hurt and upset dramatically to guilt trip you.

spoils you a LOT. anything you want, she'll give it to you. "anything for you, dearie." she'll say with a lovesick look in her eyes.

if you come to watch her performances, she'll stare at you so obviously through the crowd. her eyes are all on you. as if her reason to perform is you, yourself. as if the performance itself is made for you.

she sees you as like a treasure, she needs you. she'll do anything to get you wrapped around her finger.

she's touchy, super touchy. she'll subtly put her hand around your waist, sit on your lap, lay her head on you, whatever she can to have a sense of your touch with hers.

she'll plan her way of asking you out, extravagantly. once she does, you're going to be swept off your feet. there is no way you're able to say no.

once you're official, she's all up on you. way more than she used to be. quite literally trapping you in her arms.

she has punishments for you if you do something she doesn't like.

"how unfortunate of you, sweetie...it's too bad you got too close with them. I'll have to punish you."

her punishments include some sharp carvings on your skin, mostly her name carved onto your skin.

overall, she's deathly obsessed with you and will kill you and herself included, if you ever try to leave her.

"I love you, I love you, oh I love you so much! you won't ever leave me right? don't ever leave me."

#trolls band together #trolls 3 #trolls x reader #velvet x reader #velvet headcanon #trolls velvet #yandere velvet #yandere x reader

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thatstonedwriter · 2 months

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⋆｡˚ 「 Relationship Headcanons 」 ⋆｡˚

Vash the Stampede

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Well, well, well, looks like the Humanoid Typhoon has swept up another unfortunate soul. Hope you’ve got some good cardio, because with the Vash, you’re almost always on the run.

Ever since you came into his life, keeping you safe has been Vash’s top priority. Frequently shoves you out of the way of any potential danger (and has definitely taken a bullet for you more than once). Because of his tendency to prioritize your safety (and the safety of others), Vash suffers many injuries, but always attempts to play them off as nothing.

Vash is incredibly insecure about his scars, so early in the relationship, it’s unlikely he’ll let you tend to his wounds. When he does eventually allow you to take care of him, Vash tries cracking jokes the whole time (most of them at his own expense). Be gentle and reassuring- he doesn’t trust just anyone with seeing him like this

Frequenting saloons is one of Vash’s favorite past-times. Just don’t try to keep up with him during drinking games. You will lose. Whether you’re his drinking buddy or designated sober companion, Vash just appreciates your company.

Vash is big on giving/receiving verbal and physical affection. Doesn’t need to be anything big either- ruffling his hair or a whispered “good job out there” is enough to fluster him beyond belief. On the flip side, Vash loves giving you hugs, or throwing an arm over your shoulders- he’s also very open in complimenting/praising you. He’s all about spreading the love, after all.

Bless his heart, Vash is so easily distracted. Be it someone in need, or something shiny, Vash is all over the place. Keeping up can be a struggle, but rest assured, he never leaves you behind.

Of course, his pacifist ideals, while noble, can cause tension- especially when he all-too-easily forgives someone who was just trying to hurt him or someone else. This will probably be the thing that causes the most friction in your relationship. Vash is always quick to apologize to clear the air, and does genuinely try to balance your safety with his ideals, but communication, especially in the beginning, may be a bit rocky, since he has the tendency to shut down in the face of negativity.

Vash is incredibly playful, and enjoys being able to joke around with you. In his opinon, having your own little inside jokes is top-tier intimacy. Seeing your smile and hearing your laughter are what keep Vash going most days.

Despite his cheerful demeanor, Vash's smiles are almost always hollow and.. Sad. You're one of the few able to discern his empty smiles from the genuine ones

With all the chaos and danger that follows him, Vash is painfully aware of how you could be taken from him at any moment. He makes sure to tell you every day how grateful he is that you’ve decided to stay in his life.

── ˙•˚∘✮ 🔭๋࣭ᯓ🌙˙•˚∘ ──

#trigun stampede #vash trigun stampede #trigun stampede vash #trigun stampede x reader #vash the stampede #vash the humanoid typhoon #general relationship hcs #relationship headcanons #vash x reader #vash tristamp #romantic x reader #romantic headcanons #romantic scenarios #writings.onthe.wall

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pinkthrone445 · 4 months

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-Distant wedding bells- Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Pairing: Gary x Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

Gender:love, hurt, hurt

Warnings:Mention of cheating , insults

Summary:I don't wanna spoil it because I think it's good the surprise reading this fic like this.

-"Whether we like it or not, I'm still married to him" - she whispered, teary-eyed inches from your lips

-"I know, I can't fucking forget that" - You whispered and tried to kiss her again but she wouldn't let you, putting her fingertips on your lips to stop you

-"And I'm not a cheater..."-she whispered, and you sighed walking a few steps back, even if your soul ached for having to part from her after wanting to kiss her for so long. You knew why she said it, whether Gary was a bad men or not, he didn't deserve to be cheated on like her ex-husband did to her in her old marriage

-"I'll talk to Gary and then we will see where this could go... Would you be willing to wait for me?" - Melissa asked looking into your eyes and you barely smiled -"Always..."-You answered and arranged a strand of hair that had ruffled out of her perfect hair -"I'll see you tomorrow at school then... Please don't stay here, go back home and eat something and try to get some rest... And if Ava gets your transfer, don't accept it... Wait for me please or I'll go after you"- Melissa whispered and kissed your cheek, very close to your lips before leaving to talk to him.

The next morning, you walked into the teacher's room and made yourself a latte, it was the first morning in weeks when you didn't feel like garbage, the first morning you didn't need a strong coffee to wake you up, the first morning you felt relaxed and happy, the first morning you'd have breakfast again with the other teachers in the break room. The kiss you had given to the redhead kept playing like a scratched record in your head, making the smile you had on your face grow more and more.

For a few seconds the break room was quiet, until suddenly Abbott's entire team arrived for breakfast, including the redhead who drove you so crazy.

Your eyes immediately connected with the hypnotizing green orbs of the eldest, without being able to help it, you smiled at her and seeing how she completely swept over you with her gaze, you blushed slightly

-"Someone's happy this morning... It's good to see you with us again, I missed you" - Barbara commented, sitting in her usual place, at the same table you were sitting at, leaving a space between you and her for Mel, just like you usually sat when the 3 of you were together. It felt good that something felt like the old days before Mel got married.

Mel sat down next to you with a smile and brushed your hand on purpose, giving you a sneaky caress, implying that she also remembered what had happened the night before. No words beyond a 'hello' were shared between you and Mel, but Barbara had already noticed that there was something weird and different between you.

When you finished breakfast, Barbara walked down the hall with you, ready to get a little information out of you

-"Are you going to tell me what has made you change your mood so quickly? Yesterday you were in a very big emotional low and now you're almost jumping and singing through the halls"-Barbara asked and you smiled at her, unable to contain your excitement

-"Last night Mel and I kissed, not only did I kiss her, but she reciprocated everything"-You commented in a whisper with a smile from ear to ear. The eldest looked at you shaking her head with a hunch that this wouldn't end well

-"Be careful (Y/N)..."-It was all he said and you nodded

-"I know, I know... Mel will talk to her husband about divorce and then we'll be together. We'll do things right..."-You answered, and Barbara just nodded before entering her classroom.

Barbara later that day also spoke to Melissa, telling her to be careful with you and not hurt you because you were blindly in love with her and that could go wrong.

The week went by quickly, you wanted to ask Mel if she had spoken to him but you didn't know if it was too soon, so you decided to find out subtly

-"Hey Mel! Do you want to go out for a drink with me tonight?" - You asked her and felt the red-haired woman's hand brush yours as you walked together

-"I can't, Gary will be home and I have to make him something to eat..."-Melissa replied and you sighed, that meant she hadn't talked to him yet.

-"Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow"- You greeted her by kissing her cheek and went home a little disappointed. After you made yourself something to eat, your cell phone rang with a message from the redhead

-🍒Lisa🍒:"I'm so sorry I can't be with you tonight... I'll go take a bath now, I'll try not to think about how much I'd like you to be here helping me wash my back, I miss you" - Her message lit up your face and made you laugh like a teenager

-You:"I'll go to bed now, I'll try not to think too much about how delicious your lips feel on mine and how much I miss having you close. Good night Lisa"-You replied smiling and she was slow to respond back

-🍒Lisa🍒:"I'm sorry for not responding quickly, he's near me all the time. Good night sweetheart , have nice dreams"-The redhead answered and you left your cell phone on the nightstand to start eating.

The next few weeks continued like that, you asked her out but she told you that she couldn't because she had plans with him, which made you understand that they hadn't talked yet, and you would get all sad. Then you'd come home and get a message from her that gave you the slightest glimmer of hope and you'd blindly hold on to that and put aside the fact that she hadn't been honest with him yet. Days and days trying to make plans without any result...

-"Do you want to go dancing with me? Just dancing, I promise, I won't try anything else."-You consulted with the redhead but she denied it with some excuse, she always had excuses.

-"Want to go for a coffee? I miss spending time together"-You asked another day and she turned it down again. Then, when you home, she would send you another message that would revive your hopes.

Between those comings and goings, two months passed where the desire to be with her was almost consuming you, the sadness was coming back and you didn't like that .

How you wanted her to finally talk to him, so that you could at least kiss her again. But every day the possibility of her talking to him felt more distant.

In a particularly stressful week, you began to feel the need to be with her and hug her even more eagerly than before. Mel hadn't had the best day and neither had you, so you thought maybe it would be a good idea to go out together to distract yourself. When you saw her walking out of the school through the front doors into the parking lot, you hurried your pace to get to her side

-"Hi..."-You smiled looking at her and she greeted simply with a smile too-"Do you want to go home to see a movie or something?...I know it's been a tough week for everyone and I thought maybe we could be together, grab a bite to eat, snuggle up a bit... -You smiled excitedly and she shook her head looking at her phone

-"I can't, I have a date with Gary, He invited me to a fancy restaurant "-she whispered and smiled barely visible

-"Right... Have you had a chance to talk to him?"-You asked looking at her and she rolled her eyes

-"Not yet"- Her answer was short and dry

-"Do you plan to do it soon? I really want to go out with you, to be able to be together in peace, to hug you or kiss you..."-You answered truthfully and the redhead stopped in front of you squeezing her cell phone a little bit annoyed with your insistence

-"I don't know! Okay? I don't know when I'll talk to him yet, the time hasn't been right. How insistent you are with that! I'll do it, it's not an easy thing to say, I need time!" - The redhead hadn't had a good day and she had no patience left, causing her to treat you badly and scream even though she didn't want to

-"More time? I don't think there's the right time to say something like that... You have to do it and that's it, without hesitating so much or looking for the right moment when it will never come... I know you need time to do it, but it's been more than two months since you told me you'd talk..."-You spoke sadly and sighed

-"It's not crazy what I'm asking, I'll talk to him, just wait a little longer"- replied the redhead looking at you with a frown

-"Do you know how much longer you need me to wait? Because I've already waited two months for you and it's difficult, especially when you don't help... It's been two long months where you tempt me and when I want to be with you or kiss you stop me saying you're not a cheater or something like that. Two months in which you call me in the middle of the night to tell me how miserable your life is with him, that you need me by your side, that you want to feel my arms hugging you as you sleep and the next day at the entrance to work I see you laugh and kiss him like you love him with all your being..."-You sighed biting the inside of your cheek trying to control your emotions-" I'll give you more time, don't worry... You'll have all the time that you need, I won't bother you with this again"-You whispered and kept walking to your car leaving her alone there.

That night, Mel called you but you didn't answer her, she also sent several messages

-🍒Lisa🍒:"Hey hon, I'm so sorry how I treated you earlier, I was tired and with almost 0 patience, can we talk? Please"-Mel sent the first message with no response

-🍒Lisa🍒:"Please, I promise to talk to him soon..."- Message delivered, read and unanswered, the redhead sighed and tried again

-🍒Lisa🍒:"Did you go out drinking? Do you want me to pick you up and so we can talk quietly? Maybe we can go grab a bite to eat if you want, just you and me, what do you say? I miss you" - Delivered, Read, No Response Again

-🍒Lisa🍒:"I'm really sorry, please answer me..."-Message sent, undelivered, and unread. You had turned off your cell phone. Melissa ran her hands over her face in frustration.

The next morning at school, you ignored her all day, even though you were in the teacher's room together or even if she talked directly to you, you just ignored her.

At the end of the day when you were about to go home, she stopped you to talk

-"Are you going to ignore me all day?"-Melissa sounded annoyed but you just looked at her seriously, without any other emotion

-"I'm giving you space, it was what you wanted, I don't want to overwhelm you with my insistence" - You responded and tried to keep walking but she hadn't let go of your arm, you sighed and turned to look at her

-"Please... Don't act like that, it hurts me when you walk away from me and ignore me"-Melissa replied, moving closer to you

-"So you can ignore me, handle me as you please and stay away from me all you want, but I can't do it because I hurt you?" - You asked and laughed at the irony of the situation

-"Have a good day Melissa"-You answered and left.

-"I don't ignore you, it's just hard to respond when he's right there next to me, and it's hard to make up lies so he doesn't suspect anything so can be with you... I'm really really sorry"-The redhead replied by making wet puppy dog eyes, she knew you had a soft spot for that, but you just sighed without looking her in the eye

-"I don't believe you and I don't xare anymore"-You replied without much desire to argue with her, you just wanted to go home to be alone

-"I mean it, do you want me to show you how much I miss you and how sorry I am?" - Mel responded with pleading in her voice and tried to kiss you but you turned your face making her kiss your cheek and took her hand making her let go of you

The week went on like this, you ignoring her and her insisting, but nothing changed your mood.

A particular day, Mel came into your classroom attracted by all the children smiling, singing, dancing and giving you drawings they had made. It wasn't your birthday, but the scene was very cute to watch. Her initial smile turned to confusion when she saw a cake on your desk that said 'we'll miss you Miss (Y/N), come back soon'

-"Hey... What is this?" - The redhead looked at you in confusion as you said goodbye to the last kids

-"I'm leaving and the kids wanted to say goodbye, I'm going to change schools, I'm going to work somewhere else, I finally accepted my transfer, after having postponed it for more than a month..." - You whispered making a pile of all the drawings and gifts

-"What? Was that what everyone was muttering in the teacher's room? Why does everyone know you're leaving but me? Why didn't you tell me anything? You promised you'd wait for me..." - Melissa was confused and hurt, how could you make that decision without telling her, why did she have to be the last to know?

Melissa stood there watching you go, with deep pain in her body and feeling her heart go after you, the same thing that had happened to you months ago when you saw her marry someone else.

-"And you promised you'd talk to him and it's been almost three months... I promised I'd wait for you, and I did, I've had my transfer ready for a while and I didn't leave for you, but I will not wait forever... You already hurt me once without knowing it, but now you know what you're doing, you're hurting me and you know it and yet you keep going. And yes, I'm stupid, but not enough to let you hurt me anymore... You want to have me and at the same time you don't want to face Gary, but you can't have everything, not everything is going to be the way you want it to be. You have to make up your mind and act, or life will decide for you... But don't worry, I won't pressure you into talking to him anymore, you don't need to do it for me, because I don't want to be with you or see you anymore... I'll leave so you can get on with your stupid marriage without having to worry about me or the pressure I make you feel with my messages or questions. I hope you are very happy with your dear husband and please don't ever call me again-You angrily took your purse and walked past her without looking at her, carrying in your hands the parting gifts that the children had given you. You didn't want this, you didn't want to start from scratch again, you didn't want to get away from her either, but you couldn't keep hurting yourself waiting for love from someone who wasn't going to give it to you.

#melissa schemmenti smut #melissa schemmenti x you #melissa schemmenti fanfic #melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti #Melissa schemmenti hurt #melissa schemmenti abott elementary #abott elementary fanfic #abbott elementary fanfic #abott elementary #abbott elementary #lissa ann walter #lisa ann walter #Lisa ann Walter fanfic

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writingseaslugs · 10 months

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Heartslabyul: When They're Sick

So my best friend and I had been discussing what the boys would be like if we had to take care of them while sick…and this happened. Hope you enjoy! Also please keep in mind this series and the one right after was written literally MONTHS ago, and that includes authors notes at the start.

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Heartslabyul: When They’re Sick

It was that beautiful time of year when the world was getting colder and everyone and their mother was getting the flu. Sadly, when it came to Heartslabyul, the flu ran rampant. With all their tea parties and chores, everyone worked closely together. This meant that if one person got sick, the rest of the dorm was going to be following close behind.

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle actually gets sick more often than most think, he’s just good at treating it the moment it happens. He’s almost always stressed with his studies or running his dorm, so it’s not odd to think that he gets sick pretty often. Normally he’s just a slight cold that can be treated with over the counter medicine, and it’s rare that it’s ever anything more.

As per usual Riddle style, asking for help isn’t something he’s very fond of. However, even he knows his limits so when you notice him looking like he’s on death’s door and ask him if you can take care of him, he’ll reluctantly agree. He’s a good patient for the most part, but he will be criticizing some of your methods since he does have a background with medicine due to his parents.

The only hard part with Riddle is getting him to take medication that isn’t in a pill form. It’s no secret he prefers sweeter things, so he’ll be grimacing when you show him the disgusting liquid in the cup. He might even insist that he doesn’t need it knowing full well he does. Get Trey to work his magic and make it taste less vile and he’ll down it in one go.

When it comes down to what he eats when he’s sick, he’s very picky. It has to have all the correct nutritional value. He probably had a cookbook of things that are acceptable for you to make him while he’s on the mend. If you can’t cook then you best grab someone who can, because not a single one of these recipes are simple. They do seem to be amazing for healing someone though, so it’s worth a shot at making him some.

Once he’s all better he might be a bit more bashful around you for a while. You did just see him at his most vulnerable…well one of the times he was most vulnerable. He’s going to be thanking you, and promising if you ever find yourself in a similar situation, he’ll make sure you’re well cared for.

Trey Clover

It’s a bit harder to know if Trey is actually sick; he’s the oldest of his siblings and therefore was the one who always had to act like he was fine. When the flu swept through his home every year, he’d be the one taking care of everyone despite being sick himself. So when he’s sick he’ll just carry on as though it’s nothing and hope for the best. Not to say he won’t relax though if it gets bad, but it had to actually be bad for him to care about it.

He’s going to try and assure you that he’s fine despite the horrible wet cough he has going on, but if you insist even a little bit then he’ll give in and let you take care of him. It’s nice to have someone actually being the one to care for him since normally he’s by himself. He’ll make sure to express his gratitude while being spoiled by you.

Unlike some of his dorm members, he’s fine with gross tasting medicine. He swears he doesn’t even use magic to make it taste palatable…but you figure otherwise. Even while sick he’ll have that mischievous smirk and try to trick you, which normally means he’s starting to feel better.

He’s happy with whatever you make him to eat while he’s sick. He prefers things that are more bland while he’s feeling ill, but he’ll take something with a lot of spices as well to help unclog his sinuses. He’ll take whatever, as long as it’s not sweets. He knows the importance of eating correctly when sick, and can’t be coerced into eating a slice of pie for his mental well being.

Once he’s better he’s going to be thanking you a lot. Expect a delicious tart to be delivered to your dorm the moment he can move freely again without wanting to faint. He’s another one who’s promising you the sun and moon that if you ever get sick, he’ll make sure to take care of you.

Cater Diamond

Cater can be a bit dramatic when he’s not feeling well. In fact, you’ll probably be finding out through social media that he’s sick before you even see him. Probably captioning a post of “If only there was a nice nurse who’d come and save me from my misery”. It’s a hint, to whom though…well nobody other than you knows. Because it’s you. He’s hinting that you should take care of him since you’re one of the few people at Night Raven that don’t have another agenda and would care for him just because you’re his friend.

As soon as you knock on his door, the floodgates are opening. Cater hates feeling sick and anything but energetic, so being sick absolutely sucked for him. He’s going to be happy you’re there, but also asking if you’re sure about helping him since he doesn't want to make you sick. He’s conflicted to the max about you helping, but just give him some assurance that you’re fine and want to make him feel better.

He’s one of the best in the dorm when it comes to taking medication. Unlike Trey and Riddle, he doesn’t care much about the taste. He’ll down it in one go like he’s taking a shot of liquor and be done with it. He doesn’t put up a fuss and is overall a very easy patient, but he’s going to be asking for you to stay with him until he’s all better. Be prepared to grab a chair and drag it over to his bedside because he doesn’t want to be left alone.

Only time you really get to leave him is to go to the restroom and grab him something to eat. He’s simple when he’s sick, grab him some chicken noodle soup and call it a day. He doesn’t care if it’s from a can or homemade, as long as he has some he swears he’ll recover in no time. He even says it's more like a magical potion than actual food.

You’re probably going to be waking up with a fully recovered Cater hoping about. He’s always recovered fast from being sick, and this is no different. Just a little bit of rest and medicine and he’ll be ready for anything. Expect to be showered in affection the moment he can, thanking you over and over again and telling you that you’re the best nurse to ever exist.

Ace Trappola

Ace is one of the more dramatic members of NRC when he’s sick, but he’s going to be more whiny if anything. He hates the fact that he can’t do what he wants, but he also isn’t going to turn down the fact that this means he doesn’t have to go to class. It’s a win-lose situation for him really. If he is sick for more than three days though he will be regretting life and would rather be in class than dealing with this icky feeling.

If you offer him help then you just signed up to be his full time maid while he’s on the mend. Be expecting him to text you when he’s hungry or needs more water. He’s a huge baby, and will be teasing you the entire time. The good news is when the fever hits its peak his personality takes a dramatic turn. He becomes significantly more honest and is thanking you, even going so far to hold your hand and playing with it, letting you know he appreciates you helping him. When he’s no longer sick you best never mention this though, he’ll deny it since he can’t remember his fever induced haze.

He doesn’t like taking medicine, at all. He can down it in one go, sure, but he still hates it. He especially hates medicine that makes you drowsy since he despises the sedated feeling that takes over him. So if you’re going to be giving him medicine, make sure it won’t make him sleepy. If he gets that drowsy feeling where his mind can’t think straight and it’s not just from the fever, he’s going to be mad and refuse to take anything else.

He won’t turn down anything you make him, honestly. He’ll happily eat anything you bring him, even if it’s just something from the cafeteria. Just be careful if Grim comes with you, because the little cat is going to be trying to snag food off of Ace’s plate. The good news is if they begin arguing, you know Ace is starting to feel better.

The moment he’s better he is out of bed, ready to take on the world. He refuses to stay another minute in his shared dorm room, wanting to get out and cause some trouble. Of course he’ll be thanking you, but also saying that if you ever get sick, count him out of helping. He saw all the shit you had to put up with when taking care of him, and he’d rather not deal with that himself. At least he thanked you though…right?

Deuce Spade

Deuce is a mama’s boy, and whenever he got sick his mother would be the one to figure it out right away. This meant he was used to being taken care of the moment he got even the slightest of colds. Half the time he wouldn’t even realize he was getting sick, and since it was caught so early it was over before it even began. Sadly coming to Night Raven meant when he got sick and he didn’t realize it, it got bad and fast.

He’s the one reaching out for help before you even know he’s sick. Messaging you and informing you of his situation, asking if you could bring over some medicine and soup. He’s not asking to be babied, but he doubted his dorm mates would be much help. His best bet was Trey when it came to being taken care of, and he was too weak to leave the bed and inform his Vice Dorm Leader that he was in need of help.

When it comes to taking medicine, he dislikes it, but does it anyway without much fuss. He would always remember his mom’s disappointed face when he didn’t take medication as a child and learned how to just down it. Don’t be surprised if you hear him mumbling “Around the teeth, through the gums, watch out guts, here it comes.” Before drinking the meds. He’s going to be pounding a water bottle after it though to get the sickening taste out of his mouth.

Deuce will take anything you hand him while sick and be thanking you the entire time. He’ll even insist you eat with him and move over on his bed to have you sit down with your bowl of soup. He gets a bit more talkative despite his throat being sore, so tell him that he needs to rest after eating something. If you want huge brownie points, grab his phone and call his mom to find out what she puts in her lentil soup that she always makes when Deuce is sick. The boy will be crying tears of happiness the moment the first spoonful hits his tongue.

Deuce is a bit slower on recovering, and will take a few days to be back to his normal energy levels. After the first two days though you don’t have to worry about playing nurse anymore, it’s mainly just the after effects. He is thanking you though and expect a present to be in your mailbox when he is better. Mama Spade did teach her son to always thank people properly, so you’ll have a handwritten letter that’s barely legible and some snacks along with it.

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ofallthingsnasty · 1 year

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May I request yandere reo mikage manipulating his s/o making them think they need him. This causes Stockholm Syndrome and they later get married and have a child. Reo is praised in the public for being a billionaire, pro-soccer player, good husband and father.

tags: yandere, reo is 20+, emotional abuse, sfw but minors please dni, pregnancy discussion but no pronouns are used word count: 0.7k

Oh, Reo... deceptively sweet and caring Reo. Who needs Stockholm Syndrome when your boyfriend never gave you any weird feelings in the first place, when he showers you with gifts and affection? He is all you could ever ask for, attentive beyond belief and willing to do just about anything for you. He seems to be too good to be true, really: a pro-athlete, rich, only has eyes for you. Who wouldn't get swept up by that? And my, isn't he just like a lovesick little puppy with how he sends you flowers to your workplace, how he picks you up whenever he can - whisking you away for yet another expensive dinner, a new mini-vacation every other weekend. Sweet and handsome and above all, generous - you don't want to leave. It's easy to simply ignore what lurks beneath the surface of that bright smile and boyish enthusiasm: How much he needs you, how he doesn't let go of people he has picked - he's either extremely hot or cold with those few, chosen ones. We've seen how he treats Nagi when all is well, when he can put his faith in someone - but we've also seen how he gets when those feelings get trampled into the ground. He's definitely the type to always try to smooth the waves, who never wants to fight but also has a very peculiar way of communicating any issues he has with your behavior. He doesn't like it all that much when your attention strays from him, for whatever reason. He's extremely emotionally manipulative. Never the one to outright forbid you from going out or even keeping you - but he'll act so cold, will mope for days after you spent a night out, when you dive into one of your hobbies instead of spending time with him. Everything that doesn't suit him is some sort of betrayal to Reo, makes him turn frosty until you apologize for something you don't quite understand. It's subtle and very gradual but you'll soon try to phase out everything that upsets him. It's just so hard to weather his depressive moods, to be in the same house as him while he can't face you without a look of clear disappointment and hurt in his eyes. Not only does he wean you from all your silly little distractions, he rewards you for not giving any of your precious time to your friends and family - even more expensive gifts, the finest food and above all, so much love and praise that it makes you feel dizzy and desperate when he punishes you again after a perceived mishap. He has the art of manipulation down and no matter how much you try to fight against it - you love him. And seeing someone you love so dearly all vulnerable and hurting is bound to shape your behavior. You'll find yourself so entangled in the webs he weaves after just a few months of being together, so dependent on him that you question your ability to ever be single again.

He doesn't view having a child with you as a way to shackle you to him - he genuinely wants a baby, dreams of that picture-perfect little family, of raising a little human with you. A child is the ultimate union between the two of you, the purest declaration of love. That's why it hurts him all the more when you tell him you don't want one right now. Reo just doesn't understand - he has all the money to support you, you've been together for quite a while, had your fun - why not take that jump with him? It feels like you're rejecting him and his love. He won't force you into anything but he'll give you his coldest shoulder yet. He takes your gentle later, honey, just not now and twists it into you completely blindsiding him. He can't even look at you - leaves the house without saying goodbye, doesn't sleep in the same bed as you - hell, you'll even catch him crying once. Reo wears you down emotionally, makes you feel so ungrateful and selfish for denying him this simple thing that you'll fold just after a few days. Does it really matter if you wait another year before you start trying? Doesn't he have all the money in the world to hire a whole gaggle of nannies? What will really change? You only have things to gain. And if it keeps him happy, keeps his eyes shining and you in his good graces, why not start now?

#blue lock x reader #yandere blue lock #reo mikage x reader #reo x reader #yandere reo mikage #tw.yandere

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pablitogaviobsessed · 9 months

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Hii! I was wondering if you could write this little story idea I had? It’s about Gavi’s childhood bestfriend, who he has always been in love with, and one day they get into a big fight and he accidentally confesses his feelings for her. Feel free to change anything about this if you like!

Ps.: I love your writing! Looking forward to reading what you’ll do with this idea!💗

I'll tell you quickly: Englishisnotmyfirstlanguagethanksforunderstanding<3

warnings: swearing

Accidental confess

You and Gavi were childhood best friends. Back then the two of you played a lot, especially football. Gavi has always admired you and thought you are pretty. He even told you this accidentaly when the two of you were kicking the ball.

Back then

"Y/N! Catch the ball!" he kicked the ball towards you but you weren't ready and it hit your face. You started to cry. "Y/N!!" he ran to you. "I'm so sorry I don't wanted to kick your pretty face." and he started to caress your face to make the pain go away.

Well actually it was a cute idea but didn't help too much.

And now here you are, arguing with him because he doesn't want you to go on that date.

-"Please, I'm begging you, don't go on that date. Pedri and the guys know him and he's just using girls for only a one night stand." Gavi was trying to convince you for now at least 30 minutes. You were talking with this guy for a few weeks and he doesn't seem that kind of person to you.

"Pablo, we aren't kids anymore, you don't have to protect me I can make my own decisions. And anyway why do you even care about MY dates when you have tons of girls to choose? I think you should be worried about your love life." you were a bit jerk with Gavi. You didn't even understand why doesn't he dating any of those girls.

"I AM worried about my love life." he walked closer to you. "Look Y/N. Please, don't go." he puts his hands on your shoulders. "I just want the best for you and that guy won't give you any love. Please, cancelle it." he was now a bit more calm than earlier but you swept his hands off and turned around.

"I don't care about your opinion. I want to go on that date and I will go on that date." you said while you were walking towards the door.

"At least please change your clothes to something less revealing!" he grabbed your wrist.

"Oh so now you're saying I'm dressing like a whore?" you shouted at him.

"I'm not saying that, you're not a whore at all." he denied your statement.

"But you just said to me." you take off his hand.

"But you're still not a whore Y/N! Fuck! Why can't you just listen to me? I don't want you to go on that date because the guy is an asshole and he will hurt you for sure. I know him, Pedri knows him, Balde knows him even Ansu knows him and we all know that he is a fucking piece of shit. I want to protect you from him." he's got really angry at you. "I don't care, you're not going anywhere."

"Excuse me? Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?" you shouted at him again but now you were really angry. He should support you not being against you.

"I'm your childhood best friend and I'm the only one who know what you need and what you deserve." he walked to the door and locked it.

"Pablo what the he-" you started but he interupted you.

"Y/N shut up! I know that guy will hurt you and that's a fact." he put the keys into his pocket.

"Jesus, why are you even care so much about this date? Its not even yours." you crossed your hands in front of your chest.

"Because I love you, you idiot. I don't want to see you crying because of that dickhead and saying "I've told you". I just want the best for you and I want you to be loved not just used for a night. You don't deserve just a fun night, you deserve someone who will loves you for the rest of your life and be there for you no matter what. Someone who will treat you like a princess and gives you everything you want and I can do those thing for you." he told you but he didn't even realize what he said.

"You love me?" you asked him back, completely shocked.

"What?" he looked at you, confused.

"You just said you care about this date so much because you love me." he immediately blushed when you repeated his words.

"You know what, drop it. You can go if you want to. Feel free to do whatever you want to do." Pablo walked back to the door. "There you go." he opened the door. "Have a good date Y/N." he felt so horrible right now. He felt like he messed up his friendship with you. He shouldn't told you this. "Even if I accidentaly confessed to you it's not gonna change the fact that you're want to go on this date and you even like this guy. Then go. Call me if something bad happens." you walked to the door but you didn't go outside. You closed the door. Gavi gave you a confused look. "Now you don't want to go?" he asked with a little hope in his eyes.

"Look I need to be honest with you after this." you looked into his eyes. "I was in love with you and I think I'm still in love with you." you started to take off your earrings. "But you never gave me any signs of loving me back and since you're famous and all of the girls started to fall in love with you I didn't even think I have a chance with you anymore." you took off your shoes as well. "I just wanted to get rid of the fact that you're not interested in me, so I decided to distract myself with somebody else. But now I see it's a fucking bad idea." you walked closer to Gavi and gave him a hug. You felt his heart was racing like yours. "I don't want to go on that date. Now I know you love me and that's all that I need. I want to be with you tonight." he pulled away from the hug.

"Are you serious?" he wanted to stay calm but you saw his smile is growing.

"Yes, I'm serious. I want to spend this night with you." he was so happy right now, he couldn't hold back his smile anymore. "So, what about we stay at home and watch a movie? As a date."

"I would be the happiest in the world if we were do this." he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ears.

"Then it's settled." you gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. "I'm gonna change my dress for something comfortable, until you can choose a movie." you were about to go back to your room when he grabbed your wrist.

"Wait, I have something to do." he pulled you closer to him, grabbed your face and kissed your lips. When the two of you pulled away both of you were a blushing mess. "Now you can go."

"Thank you for letting me change." you laughed and walked back to you room to change your clothes. When you were finished you went to the living room and saw that Pablo already chose a movie. He even made popcorn.

"Are you ready?" he asked while you sit down next to him and cuddled him.

"I'm always ready to watch a movie." you said and he pressed the play button.

During the movie

"You know what I'm thinking about?" he looked at you.

"Are you even paying attention to the movie?" you asked him with your mouth filled with popcorn.

"I am but you know what I'm thinking about? you shook your head. "That I'm so lucky. I was the only one who saw you in that dress and even kissed you. I don't even know why did you think I would like those girls. You're much more beautiful then them" you blushed and turn your head back to the TV screen. "Looks like someone is blushing." he was about to kiss you but you turned his head back to the movie. He was a bit sad and you noticed it. His sad eyes was your weakness. You gave in so you turned back his head and gave him a quick kiss on his lips.

"Now really watch the movie." you said not knowing the consiquences of your action. He said a simple "no", stopped the movie and start to kiss you more and more.

"Only if you knew how much I waited for this. I'm not gonna watch that movie when I can kiss you all night." he grabbed your hands and start to kiss you again.

Well, let's say the movie stayed unfinished because Gavi was busy kissing your lips the whole night.

#gavi x you #gavi x yn #gavi #footballer x you #footballer x reader #footballer x y/n #fc barcelona #fc barca #fc barça #6avi #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 11 months

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what about mc who's very flirtatious and blunt?

The Arcana HCs: M6 with a flirtatious and blunt MC

~ oh dear, all the flirting I've done has either been painfully underwhelming (read: handing someone a can of monster and then walking away) or entirely on accident. Maybe writing this will give me the chance to take notes from MC lol - brainrot ~

Julian

Look, he's used to being the one with his heart on his sleeve. He's used to initiating relationships

He has no idea of how to respond to someone else doing that too

Seriously, every time you beat him to the charm he bluescreens

If you keep this up he's going to overheat, he already falls for people quickly and intensely and you are not helping his case

He's very happy to get swept up in it though, so once he can get his heart rate somewhat under control he will take things as far as you let him

He deeply admires your honesty

It's a trait he's not used to seeing in people, but it annoys him a little when it prevents him from being as melodramatic as he wants to:

"Ah, Pasha, give your wretch of an older brother a hug. He needs it after the trials of this cursed day."

"What? MC, did something bad happen?"

"Yeah, the leech dealer wouldn't give him a discount."

Your bluntness cuts through his constant kerfuffling but it helps him keep things in perspective and he can respect that

Asra

They're really not sure what to do with you at first

He's plenty practiced in being a flirt himself, but he's not the type to grow attached to anyone. When you flirt with him it hits different

Which means that they blush and fumble and maybe trip on a few things while they try to collect themself and maintain their cool, calm, mysteriousness

Speaking of which, your bluntness completely freaks him out (in a good way)

They're used to living in secrets and whispers, always slipping through the crowd and somehow convinced that they go completely unnoticed and unremembered by the people they meet

You, on the other hand, always cut straight to the point, and he doesn't know how to maneuver around that:

"Asra, I'm taking care of dinner, what do you want to eat?"

"Are you cooking, my love? Can I help with anything?"

"Sure, but that's not what I asked you."

They admire the courage behind your honesty, though, and they try to be more like you in that way

Nadia

She's delighted by your flirting

She normally prefers to take the lead in wooing her partner, but when you reciprocate it means she gets to test her mettle against yours and it's positively thrilling

It also means that you're not just going along with what she's suggesting, you're communicating on her wave length

And it tells everyone around her (especially her family) that she is desirable to you

She's not used to your bluntness at all

Her family doesn't trade in schemes or secrets, but they were all raised to be diplomatic

Bluntness and diplomacy don't always go hand in hand

"MC, what do you think of this hat the chamberlain selected?"

"It's too big to match your dress."

"I - I supposed you're right. I rather agree with you myself. Let's not tell him though, shall we?"

Does she find your honesty refreshing? Yes. Does she still prefer to keep you within earshot whenever someone important visits, just in case? Also yes

Muriel

Your flirtatious habits are going to be the death of him

"Here lies Muriel of the Kokhuri, who died of dehydration from nervous sweating."

- that's exactly what he's convinced his tombstone is going to read

It doesn't help that Inanna thinks it's hilarious and likes to egg you on

However, he loves your bluntness. Please don't stop

He knows exactly what to expect from you. If he asks you a question, he can believe your answer. He doesn't have to be afraid of ulterior motives or manipulation tactics with you

He's pretty blunt himself, so if he hurts your feelings he can ask you to tell him instead of trying to cover it up

"MC, when I told you that you weren't welcome here ... did I hurt you?"

"A little bit, yeah. I know you don't mean it anymore though."

"I'm sorry anyways. I do like having you around, very much."

If you use this as a chance to flirt with him he will dash outside to cool off, but he'll be smiling because he knows your affection is true

Portia

Yes! Yes, marry her please!

She loves your flirting. She loves how straightforward you are. Now please, let her put a ring on your finger already

Having you flirt with her is like a dream come true. While she knows she's quite the catch herself, her older brother is much more attention-grabbing and she often gets overlooked

Being noticed and wooed by an attractive magician who's caught the eye of the Countess herself? It's like she's a main character in a story or something

She gives as good as she gets, too, so you can expect a lot of teasing in return

And don't get her started on how much she loves your bluntness

She lives in all the intricacies and layers of palace gossip while being entrusted with state secrets herself, having to keep her own mouth shut and the guests around her happy. You ground her so wonderfully

"Ugh, that nobleman was really tricky to deal with."

"Yeah, he kept talking over you and he had food in his beard."

"I know, right? THANK YOU!"

Lucio

Not gonna lie, talking to you was a mind bender at first

Is he used to being flirted with? Obviously, he was a dashing Count, people were flattering him wherever he went, duh

Of course, that doesn't mean they actually meant what they were saying, but he would punish them if they didn't so they had to

In their eyes, he was perfect!

And in your eyes, he's not, and you keeping pointing out all of his oopsies and he doesn't like it

And then you keep turning around and flirting with him!

You know all the things he's done wrong! It's not very convincing if you pretend to like him right after you watch all of his mistakes play out in front of you and then force him to acknowledge them!

Unless of course, you're not pretending, because you are being honest, which means that when you do flirt with him it means -

- oh Oh. OOHHHHH

He still doesn't like it when you call him on his BS, but it keeps him on the right track and it means that you're being honest when you tell him that you love him. He'll have some more of that please

#ask arcana brainrot #the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #asra the arcana #julian the arcana #nadia the arcana #muriel the arcana #portia the arcana #lucio the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana shitpost #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel of the kokhuri #portia devorak #lucio morgasson

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year

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NWhile you're doing pokemon, might i ask, for a platonic headcanons ofseeiven, Penny and Nemona x reader,

where reader's showing them the snowy cat weasel legendary pokemon that was sealed away(i forget names atm-), i can picture arven at least being concerned seeing the dex's entry for it as reader's just all "oh but it's a sweetheart! Don't be so worried!" as theyre giving the pokemon that no doubt would absolutely cause a devastating avalanche if the reader wasnt there scritches and pats/lh

feel free to ignore just thought it could be amusing!/lh

-salt anon(stay safe btw!)

This is perfect timing bc I caught Chien-Pao today (and also Ting-Lu, my fav) after struggling and restarting the game a lot

............

After Ms. Raifort piqued your interest in the "Treasures of Ruin", you set out to free them from their confinements, knowing these poor things were taken advantage of centuries ago.

You believe they could still be helped. It wasn't too late! All they needed was love and friendship, things you were more than happy to provide.

Of course, pulling the stakes that sealed the Icerend Shrine and challenging Chien-Pao afterwards was no cakewalk, but you caught it after convincing it to come with you, promising to give it a better life.

The feline ice-type was surprisingly quick to warm up to you after you gave it a bath during a picnic, figuratively melting its icy heart.

You took great care in shining its sword fangs, smiling when it purred in thanks before taking a nap in the grass, curled up.

It becomes harder to believe this sweet creature had a hand in destroying an entire kingdom.

Soon after, you decided to call your friends so they could see it for themselves.

As expected, Nemona was the first to arrive, psyched to see a Pokémon she's only heard about in books.

She could immediately tell it was quite strong (despite it being cuddled up to you when she got there).

"..and you're gonna let me fight it one day, right?" She dares to ask, taken aback when Chien-Pao wakes up and looks at her in disdain.

You just laugh and shake your head, giving the Ruinous Pokémon chin scritches. "Unless you wanna be swept away by an avalanche..I don't think so. Besides, I think it's been through enough fights in its life."

Not long after her arrival, Penny and Arven show up, completely shook(tm) at the existence of this bizarre Pokémon.

Penny’s surprised it was just stuck in its own little cave all these years, while Arven’s curious about what the Pokedex says about it.

But when he finds out..well...to say he’s just “concerned” is a huge understatement.

He’s downright scared for you, having no clue how you tamed it and fearing the repercussions of freeing it.

“...[y/n], this thing is more than just a Pokémon..it’s...it’s got a bunch of souls in it--angry souls of people who hated that “king”. It also causes terrible avalanches and-”

“Oh give it a rest, Arven...does this look like the face of someone who’d cause terrible avalanches?” You pouted, holding either side of Chien-Pao’s face as you stared at him. “Do you see any hatred here? Because I don’t.”

When he has no answer, you resume patting its head, treating it like a big ol’ kitty that was simply misunderstood.

Even Penny becomes brave enough to pet its back, only to freeze when it sends an icy gaze at her. “Uh....sorry...?”

She thinks she did something wrong and is about to invoke the wrath of this ancient beast....

Until Chien-Pao purrs and nuzzles her cheek, invading her personal space just like Koraidon/Miraidon did all those times, causing you to chuckle and shake your head.

You could only hope to nurture the other three in the quartet into sweet and cuddly creatures like this one.

#no kidding tho #i was suffering trying to catch this one #but it was worth it ^w^#clanask #salt anon #pokemon x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #pokemon penny #pokemon arven #pokemon nemona #pokemon treasures of ruin #chien pao #platonic #headcanons

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If it's not a bother could you tell us how kate convinces alfons to get together with her?

I also got another ask about when Alfons realizes he is in love with Kate, so I hope you don't mind if I answer both together. Also, I don't currently have all of Alfons's POV side stories which would be quite revealing about his emotions and how they change (especially the chapter 15 story that is only purchaseable after reaching bond level 22, I think that one is going to be the most telling out of all of his POV segments)

Aaand as usual I went a bit long-winded with this, sorry!

In chapter 10, Alfons takes Kate out on a date. Among other things, they eventually go to visit a fun little festival/activity taking place in a park: people just throw pies at each other. Yeah, that's it. It's a really stupid festival, but it's just an excuse for mindless fun. And they had a great time; Kate gets swept up in the competitive atmosphere and Alfons attempts a sneak attack on someone but slips on some frosting/cream in the process. Just, innocent, childlike entertainment.

Up until that point, Alfons had been thinking of Kate as something like a fun distraction. Someone overly earnest and serious and innocent who had the most fun reactions to his antics. He never intended to get close to her. And then, after that chapter 10 date, Kate turns to him and smiles and thanks him for the date. She says that she'll remember this fun outing for the rest of her life.

The realization hits him: he's let her get too close. And he himself had gotten too close as well. He knows what his curse entails, and Kate's declaration that she wants to keep him and their experiences together in her memories frightens him.

Soon after, Kate confesses that she is starting to develop feelings for him, and that probably scares him even more, and he begins trying to get her to distance herself from him. He calls her nothing more than a plaything to him, describes her feelings as a nuisance, and resorting to more extreme measures.

By now he knows that she's the serious type, the type of person who stubbornly continues to confront things head-on even if they cause her pain. So he needs her to be the one to decide to end things. This culminates in the events of chapter 14/15, where Alfons agrees to sleep with Kate one last time, but blindfolds her so that she won't be able to see him (something she has been trying to do now, to be able to try and find some genuine emotion in him). Additionally, the next morning, as Kate wakes up, she sees that Alfons has brought another man into the bedroom, who then leaves after thanking Alfons for something. Alfons explains that it was that man that Kate slept with last night, not him. Did she really think that he'd agree to sleep with her, while knowing that she had feelings for him and he doesn't want to reciprocate?

Kate is 100% certain that it actually was Alfons last night and I am inclined to agree. But Alfons continues to push back at her, calling her deluded and her emotions not genuine. This is, for now, Kate's breaking point, and she leaves. However, she is set in her view that Alfons is deliberately pushing her away and not being genuine himself. She wants to know why he's like that, and so, turns to Roger for answers.

From Roger, she discovers the entire backstory behind Alfons's curse, and the impending memory loss. She realizes why Alfons cares so little about his own life, why he turns to illusions to distract from painful reality, and why he doesn't want anyone to get close to him. And she decides that she wants to help Roger research the mirror's curse, to find a way to circumvent the memory loss and prevent it from occurring.

The two of them research day in, day out. Forgetting to eat or sleep, just trying to find a way to beat the curse. They run into dead end after dead end, but Kate doesn't give up. Once, she runs into Alfons, and says that she knows Alfons thinks this is futile. But she doesn't care. She's not doing this expecting anything from him; she's doing this for herself. Because she doesn't want to forget him.

Since childhood, Alfons had been afraid of being forgotten tossed aside just like all of the no-name children that he grew up alongside in the orphanage. He'd resigned himself to it after learning about the nature of his curse from Roger. But here Kate is, going through all of this just so she won't forget him. Even if he hurt her, despite everything he's done, she cares about him enough to put herself through all of this, for him.

It hits Alfons then: she may spend years of her life researching something impossible. He knows just how stubborn she is. How many years of her life is he going to take away when he dies if he lets this continue? If he dies now, she'll only lose a couple of weeks of memory, and she'd be able to meet someone else and live a happy life with them. And he doesn't want to see her hurt any more.

So he carries out his plan. He picks a day when most people at Crown are occupied, and then uses his ability on Kate and Roger to make them forget him (a la Lancelot in Ikerev). Then he goes off to get himself captured by their enemies and killed by them, as per his plan to lure Harrison and Liam to them while ensuring he dies. However, he didn't count on Kate breaking herself and Roger out of the illusion. With some other members of Crown, Kate comes running in to rescue Alfons.

However, things go south, and Alfons ends up taking a bullet for Kate. It's a very serious injury, and as Alfons is about to lose consciousness, he comes to a realization: he'd never cared very much about his own life. It's not that he's suicidal, but if his end ever came, well, no use crying about it. It is what it is. But now, he doesn't want to die. At least, not before Kate. Even if for only a second longer, he wants to live longer than she does, because he doesn't want to see her pained by the inevitable memory loss. He wants her to be happy.

He makes one last bet with Kate: if he dies, she loses. She promised to remember that date with him for the rest of his life, right? Well, it'll all be gone if he dies and she won't be able to keep her promise. But if he lives, she wins. He'll give her everything: his body, his heart, his life. If he lives, it'll be because he wanted to live strongly enough that he wants to be there to see her live a happy life, and wants strongly enough to be able to live that life with her.

...Aaand, end the common route, with the choice between Blind Love and Mad Love coming right after this.

#ikemen villains #alfons (ikevil)

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gucciwins · 11 months

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Are bel and Harry celebrating 1 year of HH? How are they celebrating?

Hi babes, I wanted to write something in honor of the year one year of Harry’s house and thought interview style would be a fun way to share how Bel and Harry celebrated. Very little Harry and Bel but enough to give you an insight 💜💜💜💜💜

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Zane Lowe checks in with Harry on the one year anniversary of Harry’s house.

Harry is set up on Bel’s laptop for a Zoom call with his good friend Zane Lowe. Jeff had told him he did not need to do anything, but Harry thought about where he was a year ago and where he is now and wanted to share with his fans how this has been a fantastic year.

While Harry’s team sent out an email thanking everyone for an incredible year, and if you scrolled down below the photo, you would find the link to his interview.

It opens with Harry looking away from the camera with a large dimpled smile. He leans out of the frame and is assumed to receive a kiss from his longtime girlfriend, Y/N Belmonte.

Harry checks the audio and sees it off as he unmutes and begins to wave his hand in greeting.

“Good day, Zane. How are you doing?” Harry greets.

“I’m doing well, my friend. Excited to talk with you,” Zane answers genuinely.

The two start by checking how they’re doing and what they have been up to. Harry shares how it’s been the start of the tour and how excited he is for the last leg of Love on Tour. Zane expresses how he will try to make it out for Wembley. Describing how he can’t wait to be in that vibrant energy.

“You’re always welcome,” Harry promises.

Z: We are gathered here today because Harry’s House turned one year old.

H: The big one.

Z: This has been an incredible year for you.

H: *laughs* It’s been unreal.

Z: Tell me what this album means to you now, a year later.

H: It means more to me now. This album I had so much fun creating. And when I finally shared it with the fans to see how well received it was, it was only an added blessing.

Z: That’s beautiful. Now this album went on to have three singles and a sold-out world tour. It was also recognized as Album of the year at the Grammys.

H: Don’t forget I swept at the Brits this year.

Z: *laughs* That you did.

H: It was an incredible night. I feel honored that my album was loved by the fans and that I had an amazing fan there to present me with the award. It–it was special. A night I will never forget.

Z: How have you been celebrating today?

H: *looks away from the camera for a second* I went on my morning walk alone, and when I returned, the living room was filled with balloons and streamers. There was a beautifully decorated cake. The album was playing Bel’s favorite song on the record player. Seeing all the trouble she went through for me made me tear up.

B: *whispers* No trouble at all.

H: *giggles* It shows me how lucky I am to have someone at my side who celebrates all my accomplishments with me.

Z: It’s magical to have people at your side uplifting every goal and dream you have. Thank you for sharing that. I know we’re limited on time, wanting to respect your time and all, but I have a few final questions.

H: Of course.

Z: I know most of the album was written in 2020, but you did say 2021 brought some changes. Don’t think you ever said what it was. Would you care to share?

H: *blushes* The album started while filming my two movies. I thought going into my 2021 tour, the album was finished, but, uh…someone walked back into my life and changed everything. There are tweaked lyrics. A song or two was removed, and another was added. This album happened because of them, even if she thinks she doesn’t deserve the credit.

Z: We don’t even have to ask who you’re talking about.

H: No, I guess we don’t. Think I may have slipped earlier.

Z: Either way, I feel they’ll know.

Z: What do you think is next? What do you see for the future?

H: I know you mean music wise, but after finishing in July, I’ll enjoy being home and being a son, a friend, and a partner. It might be crazy to say, but she’s all I see when I think of the future. It’s all I want to see. I guess that’s where I am in life.

Z: Are you happy, Harry?

H: The happiest I’ve ever been.

The interview blows up, and it’s safe to say it was the best gift Hary could give his fans on the first anniversary of Harry’s house, a peek into the inside of his life.

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hope you enjoyed this little blurb amores 🤍

#harry styles #harry's house #love on tour #love on tour series #harry x reader #harry x bel #harry styles x reader #fan fiction #harry styles story #harry styles fluff

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azsazz · 2 years

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Looking Back

Azriel x Reader

Summary: The Inner Circle recounting when they figured out you and Az liked each other.

Warnings: Fluffy af

Word Count: 1,642

Notes: Day 3 for the win!

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Rhysand knew the moment you and Azriel met, that you were meant to be.

It was like time slowed down. You, injured but still spewing insults at the enemies, struggling in Cassian’s arms as he brought you into the medical tents, trying to get back into the fight. Blood stained across your abdomen and it hurt like hell but your anger eased the pain somewhat.

You were a fiery spirit who lit up the room when he set you down, the healers swarming around you, their hands warm and gentle. They’d asked Rhysand to hold down your shoulders while the warlord trapped your ankles from kicking up as they fixed up your lacerated stomach.

The shadowsinger swept in through the flap of the tent on a breeze of midnight, needing desperately to talk to his brothers about the information one of his scouts had told him, when he saw you bucking up on the table, teeth gritted as you struggled against the two Illyrians holding you down.

He froze in his spot.

Azriel watches as you fight against his brothers, doing your damndest to get back into battle. You’re wasted here, you need to be out there defending the people that you care for the most, not inside the healers tent, for you knew that they wouldn’t let you back out onto the battlefield once they were done.

Rhysand watches as you turn to see who’s entered the medical tent, body going slack as you meet the eyes of the shadowsinger. He’s the most handsome male you’ve ever seen, clad in his onyx leathers with darker hair to match. His siphons gleam a bright blue and the hand that’s holding his sword goes slack at the sight of you.

That was when he knew.

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It was a wild Saturday night at Rita’s. It always was when Mor had convinced the Inner Circle to go out, shoving drink after drink into your hands. You could only slurp them down so fast and you didn’t even notice Azriel’s worried gaze on you as you took another shot but Mor did. She shared a knowing look with her cousin who tutted in response, calling foul play into her mind.

They’d had a bet going as soon as she realized that one of her longest friends had fallen for someone new. She knew that Azriel was much too shy to do something about it – knew it from experience – and she thought that she’d give the both of you a little hand.

She brushed her long blonde hair over her shoulder, sauntering up to the shadowsinger and shoving a shot into his hand, her bright red lips in a cutting smirk as she told him to drink.

He didn’t. Azriel didn’t have to wait long for her to leave because her favorite song started playing as the glass was passed to him and she grabbed your hand and shoved her way to the dancefloor with you close behind.

He stared down at the liquor, grimacing before setting the glass down on the table. He sat with his brothers, who were busy talking about something his shadows would fill him in on later. He couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of you, Mor noticed, as you and her danced together, the alcohol buzzing beneath your skin.

You threw your head back laughing and his heart stammered in his chest. The blonde watched secretly as a small smile crossed his lips, just from watching you have fun. Her heart warmed to see Azriel this way: sneaking glances over to where you were, keeping an eye on you and admiring you from a distance.

Her heart hurt for him, knowing that he didn’t think he deserved someone as good as you, who fought for what she wanted, who loved with her entire being. You were good for him, good for each other. If only he’d loosen up.

If watching the spymaster observing you wasn’t how she figured it out, it was when another male came up to dance with you when she knew for sure.

He wrapped an arm around your waist and you turned, peering up at the male with blurry eyes, grinning way too big from the drinks and the fun you were having with your friends, your cheeks would hurt in the morning.

You let him dance with you, wrapping an arm around his neck, your glass held out so as not to spill in the other, you were a single female afterall. Azriel watched, the smile thinning to a near frown, sharp hazel eyes glaring at the male who held you in his arms.

He wished that were him.

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Feyre and her nosy mate couldn’t help themselves at the murmuring coming from the library. She hadn’t believed Rhys when he’d told her that Azriel was definitely head over heels into you.

The High Lady hadn’t noticed anything different about Azriel, though her eyes were glued to her own mate everytime he was in the room.

It wasn’t like she couldn’t believe it, but Azriel had been so hopelessly in love with Mor for the past few centuries that she didn’t think his attention would be stolen away so quickly, and without her knowledge nonetheless.

But here the two of you were, Azriel scratching the back of his head nervously as you held the book he’d passed over to you in your hands, examining the cover of the worn book.

“It’s one of my favorites,” he admits, hands clasped together behind his back. It makes Feyre’s heart ache, for she knew that the shadowsinger tended to hide them as an anxious reflex.

He never shared his books with anyone, ever. So this was definitely a sign that the male was into you, as he watched you with soft eyes as you flipped slowly through the pages, only to avert his eyes when you looked up, a beaming smile all of your own that dimmed when you noticed he had looked away.

“Thank you, Azriel,” you respond, clutching the book to your chest, “I’m looking forward to reading it.”

“I could–” he cuts himself off, going stock still.

But you urge him on, brows furrowed, “What is it?”

The High Lord and Lady have already winnowed out of the library by the time the spymaster tells you that you hadn’t been alone.

Sneaky indeed.

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Amren notices as soon as she sees the two of you in a room together for the first time.

This mission was a big one, and it would be a nasty one too, she could tell.

The entire Inner Circle was gathered in Rhysand’s office, talking over strategy and plans for the upcoming war. Azriel had always been a silent shadow in the corner of the room, staring out the window at Mother knows what, but this time, he was at the table, staring you down as you offered yourself for a dangerous part of the mission.

“You shouldn’t be going alone,” he says, and Amren can hear the slight waver in his tone, “We should be teaming up at the very least.”

“Any more than one person could alert the enemy,” you respond, crossing your arms over your chest. You didn’t understand why Azriel was acting like this all of a sudden, you’d been on missions like this before.

His glance is pleading for a fleeting moment before his walls are back up and he’s retreating towards the window, his shadows swirling around him, covering his clenched jaw and balled fists. He doesn’t want you to go, put yourself in the middle of harm's way, not if he wasn’t going to be there to protect you.

The short female hides her smirk behind her glass of blood as she watches you glance off to the brooding Illyrian, confused as to why he seemed so upset.

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He couldn’t sleep, he had too much on his mind, so Cassian decided to go up to the training ring where he could let off some steam, clear his mind, or if he was lucky, his brother would be up there to spar against him.

He rubbed his tired eyes as he made his way up the stairs to the training ring, but paused when he heard your laugh.

Cassian wasn’t sure why you’d still be awake this late, but even he wouldn’t turn down a practice match with you. Maybe he’d confide in you instead, wanting to tell someone of what was on his mind, but not wanting to talk to his brothers.

He was about to make himself known when he heard the low, husky voice of Azriel, murmuring something to you that had you giggling again. The busybody warlord peeked his head around the staircase and watched as you and Azriel stood closely, not enough to touch, but close enough that he knew what was going on.

He mentally cheered for his brother, who was never the joking type, but here he was, making you laugh like it was the easiest thing in the world. It wasn’t. Cassian knew.

It’s nice and his heart warms as he listens to his brother making you happy, each jab of banter has you leaning in a little further into the spymaster, who finally picks up the hint and goes for it, brushing a strand of hair from your face and behind your ear, staring down at you intently.

You can see the vulnerability in his eyes, can hear his erratic heartbeat as he studies you. You can’t wait, you’d waited long enough for this moment, so you take the chance, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him down as you press up onto your toes, capturing his lips with your own.

Cassian grins to himself, retreating down the stairs.

And the rest is history.

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BOYNEXTDOOR (BND) Sungho as Your Boyfriend

Remember, this is just my interpretation based on the tarot spread. All of this are alleged and for entertainment purposes only. Take it with a grain of salt.

Sungho as a Boyfriend:

Cards: the fool, three of wands, the chariot, eight of pentacles, knight of wands, five of pentacles, five of pentacles, ten of cups, nine of swords, the lovers, five of wands, and seven of swords.

To whoever is reading this post, it is safe for me to share this. His energy is pretty open. In fact, he's so cute and his energy is likeable.

Hold on, this dude is only 20? What a coincidence that I find him cute.

As it turns out, he was born in the same year as RIIZE's Seunghan and Sohee? It makes sense now. There's this undeniable youthful vibe he has like he just stepped out of his teenage years with all that contagious energy.

Sungho seems super chill and down for anything when it comes to dating. New experiences? Totally his vibe. Routine? Nah, that's snooze-ville. This guy's all about keeping things exciting, so buckle up for an adventure!

If you're into adventurous and spontaneous guys, Sunghoo is defo the type who would compliment you.

Sungho is all about planning epic adventures with his partner (you). This guy gets pumped dreaming up dates and trips – like, seriously, next weekend could be a taco crawl or a hike to that hidden waterfall you saw on TikTok. Buckle up, because with Sungho, there's always something exciting on the horizon.

Imagine Sungho surprising you with tickets to a new art exhibit. He's been researching for weeks, knowing you'd love the artist's work (Three of Wands). He's planned a romantic dinner afterwards at a cosy restaurant (The Chariot).

Again, it's probably the age. I guess it's because he's a few years younger than me so, while I was doing this reading I felt like I was "Noona neomu yeppo" (Cues Replay by Shinee playing in the background.) I was also smiling a lot when I was typing down the energy that I got from this reading. His energy was hitting it off with mine.

I think Sungho seems like someone who would be a fun and energetic partner for someone who enjoys adventure, spontaneity, and having exciting plans on the horizon. He's spontaneous, but also a planner. He combines a love for new experiences with some planning to make those adventures happen.

Another likeable aspect of him as a boyfriend is a reliable and serious man. He puts in the work and is dedicated to his partner (you), which makes me Sungho's not here for the drama, he's all about building a solid relationship.

This dude puts in the effort, you know, the reliable kind. He's always down to work on things and make sure you both feel happy and fulfilled. Bonus points, he's always looking for ways to level up the relationship – think cute date nights, open communication, and that feeling of being on the same chapter.

He's my type.

Sungho? Dude wears his heart on his sleeve. Big time. Like, expect grand gestures, compliments that'll make you blush, and the whole "lovey dovey" package. This guy isn't afraid to show how much he cares, so get ready for some serious romance vibes.

Yup, I like this guy.

Expect cheesy compliments, grand gestures (or maybe just really good cooking!), and zero chill when it comes to how much he cares. Prepare to be swept off your feet (or at least get a really cute handwritten note).

Although Sungho is caring and affectionate, he also expect the same from his partner (you).

Sungho is a total giver in a relationship! Big heart, always there for you – that kind of thing. But hey, we all have our needs, right? Sometimes a giving person might worry they're not getting the same back. Totally normal! The key is open communication (like, endless pizza night chats) to make sure you both feel secure and loved up.

He also has expectations of wanting the relationship to go well and be seen as successful. This could mean he overthink things. He might doubt himself, his partner (you), or the relationship itself.

For example, Sungho might get stressed about how strong the relationship is, you know, like overthinking things sometimes. Although it happens to the best of us, Just gotta make sure you guys communicate openly so you're both on the same page.

Despite his great qualities, Sungho does overthink a lot.

He seems like the kind of guy who takes dating seriously. Maybe he overthinks things a bit before committing, but that just means he really cares about finding the right person. It's kind of sweet, you know?

Sungho is also a bit competitive, you know, the kind of guy who always wants to win at board games, even when it gets a little intense? Maybe he gets caught up in the moment and forgets it's supposed to be fun. Or, like, sometimes he might downplay things to avoid fights, even if it means not being totally honest. It's probably not because he's trying to be shady, but more like he just hates seeing you upset.

Sungho's Love Language:

Acts of Service: He enjoys taking action to show his love through things like cooking, planning dates, and working on the relationship.

Words of Affirmation: He gives compliments freely and isn't afraid to show his love. Date ideas with Sungho:

You and Sungho spend the week researching scenic hikes near your city. You settle on a challenging but beautiful trail with a hidden waterfall at the end. You both pack snacks, sturdy shoes, and a camera, excited for the adventure. On the hike, Sungho points out interesting plants and tells jokes to keep the mood light. At the waterfall, you take photos, have a picnic lunch, and enjoy the view together.

Overall, Sungho seems like a great boyfriend for someone who enjoys adventure, romance, and open communication, but it's important to be aware of his potential need for reassurance and tendency to overthink.

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A Lady Made of Snow

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own The Hunger Games franchise, the images above, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, or any of the characters in this fic other than Bellova.

SUMMARY: Coriolanus is snubbed by receiving the weakest possible tribute (or so he thinks). Bellova, who doesn’t care much about winning the Plinth Prize or saving her tribute’s life, gives him a few words of advice, despite being his lifelong academic rival.

Warnings: slight bullying??

“Hi.”

Eighteen-year-old Coriolanus Snow approached his fellow classmates, smiling politely. He hoped that they could make pleasant conversation and avoid any petty arguments before the reaping began. He really didn’t need any additional stress.

“Finally, the star pupil,” Arachne Crane said snidely, bringing her glass to her painted lips. She leaned forward, inspecting his outfit. “That’s a snazzy shirt. What are those buttons? Tesserae?”

Coriolanus shrugged causally. “Huh. That’s why they remind me of the maid’s bathroom.”

Lysistrata Vickers glanced around the room. “Where’s your rival, Coryo? I assumed she’d be here by now.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she was fashionably late,” Felix chimed in. “Just like she was to this year’s orientation.”

Coriolanus nodded in acknowledgement. “I wouldn’t mind if she didn’t show up at all.”

Someone cleared their throat behind him. The group of seniors turned to see Bellova Reginelle, looking stunning in her reaping day attire. Coriolanus usually saw her in her Academy uniform, but today, she wore a white button-down with a tight black vest over it, and a skirt that fell just above her knees. Her ebony hair, which was usually in loose curls, was swept into a high ponytail that cascaded down her back. Her sheer black thigh-high socks were paired a set of luxurious high heels that no doubt cost as much as Coriolanus’s rent, and a long silver necklace with an antique pendant hung around her slender neck.

Bellova stepped between Coriolanus and Festus. “Hello,” she began, looking at her classmates. “I apologize for my delayed arrival, my maid misplaced my shoes. It doesn’t seem like I’ve missed much, though.”

Coriolanus looked at his friend - or enemy, depending on the day. Admittedly, she was the most beautiful girl in their class. Her dark grey eyes were stunning, her posture was perfect, and she always had her makeup done flawlessly. She never failed to turn heads while walking down the Academy halls.

If she was more humble and less conniving, he would actually enjoy her company.

“I was beginning to think you wouldn’t come,” he said.

“I would never miss the reaping,” Bellova said, taking a glass of posca from a waiter. “Plus, this is much more important than a normal reaping, isn’t it?”

The group nodded in agreement. Felix, who was indulging himself with food, licked his fingers clean.

“Have you tried this lamb? It’s scandalous.”

“Ugh,” Festus said in disgust. “Only the vulgar eat with their fingers, Felix. What, Daddy not teach you table manners?”

“Maybe he would have if he wasn’t so busy running the country.” Felix’s haughty response makes everyone scoff under their breath. Coriolanus always hated Felix’s snide remarks. They were immature and unnecessary, and reminded him that Felix lived a comfortable, sheltered life.

“Even a monkey could eat more delicately than you, Ravinstill,” Bellova joked, making Arachne and Festus laugh.

Felix just scowled, and quickly changed the subject. “Hey, they called us here for the Plinth Prize, right?”

“Yes?” Bellova answered.

“Because I heard Dr. Gaul’s in the building.” Felix scoffed. “Plinth,” he said, voice full of contempt. The group glanced towards the Plinth family, who were standing several feet away. “I mean, look at his spawn. Who would have thought that you could buy your way into the Capitol?”

“Well, you can’t buy class,” Festus added, smirking. “Did you see his mother’s outfit? Sorry, his “Ma’s.”

Felix chuckled. Coriolanus chimed in, saying, “Dress a turnip in a ballgown, and it’ll still beg to be mashed.”

Bellova snickered, and shoved him playfully. “She’s not wearing a ballgown, Coryo, it’s more like a hideous trench coat.”

“I was using a figure of speech, Bellova,” Coriolanus rolled his eyes. “But I agree, it’s pretty sore on the eyes.”

“Don’t do that, you two,” Arachne said pointedly. “We all know that you like him.”

“We don’t like him, Arachne,” Coriolanus and Bellova said in unison.

“We tolerate him,” Bellova corrected her.

“He’s district,” Coriolanus added.

“Tolerate him, just don’t encourage him,” Festus said, as Arachne mouthed ‘okay, sure’ at them. “I hear one more time how immoral these Hunger Games are, I’ll put him in the arena mys…”

He trailed off as Sejanus Plinth, the topic of the conversation, approached them, standing next to Bellova.

“Sejanus,” Festus said, not trying to hide his disdain. “You made it to the Reaping for once.”

“And you made it to graduation, Festus. We’re both shocked,” Sejanus replied in the same manner, causing Coriolanus and Bellova to laugh.

“Spill it. Who won the prize?” Arachne said impatiently, pursing her lips.

“Oh, no, I’m not gonna ruin my father’s big day. No one here actually likes him, but they do love his money.” Sejanus looked directly at the girl, smirking slightly. “You know what that’s like, don’t you, Arachne?”

She scoffed, clearly offended. “Funny.”

The television began playing Panem’s national anthem, signaling the students to take their assigned seats. Bellova sat down, smoothing out her skirt and crossing her legs. She saw Sejanus pull Coriolanus aside, and noticed Coriolanus’s sudden change in mood as he sat down next to her.

“What happened?” she murmured quietly.

“I’ll tell you later,” Coriolanus snapped.

Bellova rolled her eyes. “You are such a c-“

She was abruptly cut off by the sound of Dr. Gaul’s cackle echoing throughout Heavensbee Hall, amplified by the microphone in front of her.

Coriolanus and Bellova sat quietly as she addressed the student body. Though Dr. Gaul was indifferent to most of the students at the Academy, they had always been given more of her attention than their peers.

It was a blessing and a curse to be liked by Dr. Gaul. It never hurt to have the approval of a teacher, but she was off-putting and almost sadistic at times. Plus, she loved pairing her two favorite students together, which meant that Coriolanus and Bellova had an unfortunate history of arguing after High Biology. It had almost gotten physical a few times. Bellova was quick to anger and far too prideful for Coriolanus’s liking. He never laid a finger on her; the fear of being expelled was too strong for that. He did, however, contradict her at every possible turn. He took great pleasure in the muttered curses and insults hurled his way as she stormed off, causing the students around her to move away hastily.

“And now to that end,” Dr. Gaul concluded. “I am honored to introduce to you the creator of The Hunger Games themselves: Dean Casca Highbottom.”

Highbottom took a sip from his small vial, and began making his way through the middle of the student body, clearly inebriated. “Uh…” he cleared his throat. “Select students, faculty, and, of course, Dr. Gaul, I have summoned you all here today for the 10th Annual Reaping Ceremony in which we choose two children from each district to throw into the Capitol Arena to fight to the death in The Hunger Games.”

Bellova smirked. “I can’t believe they still allow him to speak in public,” she whispered to Coriolanus, making him smile slightly.

“And here,” the dean continued, gesturing to the senior students sitting at the front of the hall. “Sit our own twenty-four top prospects all waiting to hear the results of hard study in this prestigious institution. Eager to learn who’s won that Plinth Prize, no doubt. And a golden future. However,” he said, causing Bellova’s brows to furrow. “I am here to tell you that there has been a change this year. One final assignment to prove your worth. Because… the esteemed citizens of the Capitol have grown bored of the Games and simply aren’t watching anymore. And if the Games are to continue at all, there must be an audience.” A few people chuckle. “So, Head Gamemaker Dr. Gaul has stepped in to… incentivize patriotic values with her own unique flair, starting with you. The Plinth Prize will no longer be determined by who has the best grades.”

“Excuse me?“

“But by who is the best mentor in The Hunger Games.”

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The twenty-four mentors had erupted into complaints after that. After the Dean had settled them down, he read off the names of the tributes and their assigned mentors. Lucky for her, Bellova received the female tribute from District 1. But Coriolanus was humiliated by receiving the runt girl from District 12, Lucy Gray Baird. Not only was she small and seemingly malnourished, she appeared to be insane as well.

As the Academy students filed out of Heavensbee Hall and made their way towards the cafeteria, Bellova approached Coriolanus.

“I assume Sejanus told you about the change to the Plinth Prize conditions and that’s why you looked so upset earlier?“

Coriolanus nodded stiffly.

“I see,” Bellova nodded. “I didn’t see it coming either.”

Coriolanus glanced at her. “Why do you even care about the Plinth Prize, Bellova? You’re going to University regardless.”

She shrugged. “I like winning. But it’s really not crucial in this instance.”

Coriolanus felt a pang of jealousy at her nonchalant attitude. “It is for me. And with the tribute I was assigned, failure is guaranteed.”

Bellova frowned. “Are you sure? She made quite a spectacle of herself earlier. Almost everyone is talking about her.”

Coriolanus sighed. “It won’t do any good when she’s dead in five minutes flat in the arena.”

“Perhaps,” Bellova said. “But I know you, Coryo. You’ll do anything in your power to come out on top. It’s infuriating, honestly.”

He smirked. “Only because it results in you losing.”

Bellova pursed her lips in annoyance. “Only on rare occasions. My point is that it’s a good thing, being willing to do anything to win. If you stop doing that now, you can kiss the Plinth Prize goodbye.”

And with that, they reached the cafeteria and parted ways, Bellova’s words of advice still ringing in Coriolanus’s ears.

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Author’s Note: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it. I have several more chapters finished, I’m just polishing them up atm. I’ll post the second chapter sometime soon hopefully. Let me know in the comments what you think and if you’d like to be tagged!

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