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windfighter · 2 years

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"Here, hold my hand."

The attack cut straight through Fairymon’s visor and Fairymon’s data shattered together with it. Izumi cried out in pain as she landed on the ground. Her face was wet and the wettness smelled like iron. Opening her eyes yielded only pain, but nothing to focus her eyes on, the world around her was black. She closed them again. Her breathing picked up, the battle still raged on around her. She needed to move, get out of the way and take cover somewhere. She sat up and froze. An attack rushed past her, she could feel the heat of it. Takuya or Junpei? Another attack landed on the ground right next to her and she let out a shriek.

”Izumi!” Blitzmon called for her.

She could hear him devolve despite the battle not being over yet. Was he down as well?

”Izumi, are you…” Junpei’s voice died out. Izumi could only guess that he had laid eyes on her.

”Junpei…” she tried looking towards him, but sounds echoed all around her and she couldn’t pinpoint him. ”I can’t….” Her breathing got faster, shallower. She couldn’t see.

”I know”, Junpei said. His voice was so soft, had it always been like that and she hadn’t noticed? ”I’ll get you to safety, okay?”

Something cold flew past them. Tomoki was still in battle as well. Izumi clenched her hands. Why was she always the one who got sidelined?

”Here”, Junpei continued, ”hold my hand.”

She assumed he offered her his hand, but she couldn’t tell where it was and she hesitated. She tried opening her eyes again, but it was still painful.

”Keep them closed”, Junpei told her. ”I’ll guide you. If… if you’re okay with it.”

She almost wanted to cry. She lifted one of her hands and tried to grab his. There was only air and she took a shaky breath. Junpei grabbed her hand. His hand was warm. Soft. He didn’t move and she gripped his hand hard.

”Are you okay with this? I know you don’t like me…”

Older boys only have one thing on their minds, her mother had told her. She didn’t dislike Junpei, but she knew what he wanted. Thought she knew what he wanted. Maybe she didn’t.

Another attack landed next to her and she let out a new shriek. Junpei pulled her to her feet, pulled her to his side, away from the attack. She should feel scared. But she felt protected. She stumbled, her head spun. Junpei put a hand on her back to steady her and she didn’t pull away.

”There’s a couple of rocks we can hide behind just a few meters to the left”, Junpei said. ”You just hold on and we’ll be there in a no time.”

The first step was terrifying. Junpei’s hand disappeared from her back and she only had his voice and the hand holding her own to follow.

”I know, this is scary”, Junpei said. ”The floor is getting steeper here, lift your feet a little higher.”

Izumi did. Probably a little too high and it probably looked stupid, but Junpei didn’t say anything about it and the others were locked in battle.

”You’re doing great, Izumi. There’s a hole here, to your right. We’ll navigate around it, just follow my voice. A little more to the left, okay?”

Someone crashed into a wall. Izumi turned instinctivly to see who it was, but Junpei pulled at her hand and regained her focus.

”I’ll tell you what’s going on when we’re safe. The ground is flat again, you don’t need to lift your feet quite as high any longer. Just another three meters, we’re almost there.”

Izumi swallowed. She was moving so slowly, despite the danger they were in. She tried moving faster but Junpei stopped her.

”Two more meters…. One… There’s four rocks kind of smushed together here, with space inbetween them. You’ll be safe there.”

He grabbed her other hand, put it against one of the rocks.

”You’ll have to duck under here or you’ll hit your head.”

She could feel him crouch and followed his lead. Her free hand was still against the rock, so she could tell how low she would need to keep her head. There was a small thud and Junpei let out an ”oof”.

”Are you okay?” Izumi asked.

”Don’t worry about me”, she could hear the smile in his voice. ”Just raised my head a little too soon, I’ll make sure you won’t hit yours.”

She moved another meter and then Junpei put a hand on her shoulder, making her stop. He let go of her hand and her chest got tighter, she couldn’t breathe.

”We’re here”, Junpei said. She wasn’t sure he noticed her panic. ”Do you want me to stay?”

She hesitated, her hands patted at the ground and the rocks and she found a place to sit where she could lean against the rock without her head being visible from the battlesite. Company would be nice, but…

”How are they doing?” she asked.

Junpei fell quiet. She heard Wolfmon scream in pain, heard another attack shatter rock.

”They’re… doing okay.”

She turned in his general direction, tried to convey through the way she tilted her head that she didn’t believe him for one bit.

”They… probably need you out there.”

It hurt to tell him to go, to rejoin the battle and leave her alone. It only hurts because I won’t have any idea of what’s going on. It wasn’t because his soft voice had kept her calm despite what was going on or because her hand already felt empty.

”If you need me here…” Junpei started. ”I mean, I know I’m not…. I know you’re not… Uh…”

Junpei’s shoes scraped against the ground as he stood up. Izumi wasn’t sure what had gone wrong. There was another attack. Another scream from Wolfmon. Izumi clenched her hands.

”They tried to attack Chakmon, Agnimon got inbetween and then Wolfmon jumped infront of the attack”, Junpei told her. His voice was less soft now, more distant. A new wall built up between the two of them. Izumi took a deep shaky breath.

”Go. Help them.”

She could hear him start to climb the rocks to get back out, to rejoin the battle.

”Make sure you come back for me, though”, she smiled in his general direction. ”Who else is going to hold my hand and guide me to safety?”

He was quiet, his shoes scraped against the rocks and she could hear his digivice beeping.

”I will”, he said and his voice was soft again. ”Spirit Evolution!”

Blitzmon flew away to join the battle and Izumi was alone. Alone, but for once she didn’t feel lonely.

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everiistence · 1 year

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. i really do not appreciate how stressful school is sometimes ngl

#lol rant time!#probably gonna delete this later #just stupid grade crap lmao read at ur peril?#things i am mad at: myself #as per usual #but also my english teacher. for inputting a 93% as an A- like bro about to drop my gpa??? took him THREE MONTHS to grade my essay #and the semester is ABOUT TO END and he goes and gives me a 50/60 which tanks my 103% (love extra credit) to a 91%#and if all the other assignments he hasn't graded yet get 100s then i have a 93 point something #WHICH IS AN A-#but apparently fanfiction is our final? so i mean maybe i can get away with that. but then again he prob wants us to put freud concepts in #this man is a freud fangirl??#istg #he gives extra credit a lot though bc quantity over quality #he's kinda weird #anyway i know an A- isn't the end of the world but i have tiger parents amen #also i can't deal w english rn i have to work on raising my chem grade it's like .20 away from being an A but i might have #just bombed yet another test #which could tank me depending on how bad i did #and if i have anything lower than a 91% after the test goes in it won't raise #back to english though im kinda pissed bc he left a comment praising my writing for like 2 paragraphs before going back in and saying BUT #welp anyway if i don't have a 4.0 gpa after this semester my parental units will be forcibly making me quit all my extracurriculars so 🥰#i don't understand this man tbh sometimes he tells me what im doing is good and then the next day he changes his mind #chem is better bc im actually just bad at it #english is like idk if i can satisfy the schrodinger's grading scale #time to go 1k over the word minimum on every assignment for that extra credit tbh #tbh i was not prepared for high school whatsoever. people think im smart but im just good at bs and memorizing crap #whatever

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necrcmance · 2 years

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since cc never bothered to, I am taking it upon myself to imbue Hell Ruelle with all the pretentiousness of the typical 19th century salon. because i can.

#❝ ooc. ❞ ¦ ᴘᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ɴ̷̢͕͉̺̰͆͑͗ᴇ̵͓̈̋̏͂̈́͆ᴄ̸͕̹̫̝̜͔̰̥̆̈̽̅͛͌̚͝ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄʏ̶̬̜̮͚̙͚̐͛̓͐́.̵̀̃͛͛��͎̔̍̉͒.#&*' trashcan / tbd.#( also i can't write in english today apparently. )

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gingerbreadmonsters · 2 years

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as long as your story has punctuation and space to show where the paragraph ends/where a characters speaks/etc, lowercase isn't actually a problem?? and lots of people use it (there's a canonical tag on ao3 and all). I don't know why that anon worded it as something inherently ableist/esl-unfriendly when in most cases it's a preference issue and not an accessibility one, but whatever. to each their own, I guess.

see, normally i would agree, but as i was re-reading thy fair imperfect shade, i was having real trouble picking out the full stops for some reason? it's probably the sleep deprivation from exams, but i was kind of like "oh god this is not good to read"

and all of my writing does already have all of the punctuation and stuff, it's just the capitalisation that's missing, so don't worry - that's not an issue :) and yeah, i generally don't mind as long as those bits are in place

as for the aforementioned ask, i think i can see why they said it - i imagine that if you have dyslexia or similar, all-lowercase text would be much more difficult to navigate simply because the visual markers of the capital letters just aren't there, and thus all of the text might tend to all blur together and require much more effort to read? i'm not exactly sure how it works, so that's pure conjecture

and i don't have much experience with learning languages that use the same latin alphabet as english beyond some basic french at school, but if you're not a native or fluent english speaker then i can see how it immediately becomes, like, 5x more difficult to read

you now have to deal with "oh shit, does this word mean what i think it means but just isn't capitalised? or does it mean something totally different? how do i tell which words are meant to be proper nouns, so i can identify the names and places?" you might not be as comfortable with the general rules and flow of english-language prose, so adding all of that on top must make it incredibly difficult

i'll admit that i'm not a massive fan of previous-anon's tone, but that sort of thing is always tricky online so i'll let it slide (with narrowed eyes) this time.

#ginger speaks to anons #imo i think this is a good ask #but i am a native english speaker and don't experience difficulties with reading so that's not a universal experience #i actually can't stand longer writing that's not got punctuation like speech marks and paragraph spacing and stuff #i'm a stickler for grammar (except capital letters apparently) and spelling (regional differences excluded) i'll admit

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rafesslxt · 1 month

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Lustpotion | mattheo riddle

summary: you‘re in a boring relationship with cedric diggory and after his enemy mattheo hits a few nerves with his words, he gives you a potion. what you didn‘t know is that it was a sex and lust potion

warnings: cheating (sorry cedric), mind reading, drugging ( kind of, you drinking an unknown potion he gives you ), fingering, dirty talk, praise, dom!mattheo x sub!reader, unprotected p in v, kiiinda enemy to lovers thingy

notes: i‘m making up for not posting so long with posting this third post in 2 days hehe, english is not my first language

tags: @unicors1993 @atadoddinnit @awh-lillies @idk-simra @onyxwingsandcrowblackdreams @xitsametaphorbrianx @kiwi475

My shoulders heavy and my mind racing, I walked into the common room of my house, Slytherin.

All I wanted in that moment was to fall in bed and sleep through the whole weekend. But Pansy had other plans, apparently, cause my door did not open as I tried to walk in our shared dorm. I groan and bang against the door. "Pansy! Open up!" "Sorry Y/n, Draco's over!" I hear her shouting. Perfect, fucking perfect.

With a frown on my face I walk back into the common room, letting myself fall onto one of the couches, closing my eyes, not even caring who's around.

"Wow, I never thought I would have the honor to spend time with you." I hear a dark voice echoing through the empty common room. I open my eyes and see Mattheo sitting on the opposite couch, now standing up and sitting down on mine but on the other end of it.

I just lazily roll my eyes at him and mutter "Don't flatter yourself, Riddle. You know I'm not here for you." He smirks at my answer and shakes his head slowly. "It's just such a shame that you're with Diggory. You know.. he can't keep up with you." I look at him, confused at the sudden change of subject. " How would you know that?"

"I know a lot more than you think, Y/N. I've been watching you two." "Oh great, so I have a stalker?" I answer sarcastically. There's a chuckle in his throat again. " Just observant. But I noticed something. You're not happy with Diggory, right?"

I scoff at his words and look at him directly. " Of course I am happy with Cedric. Why wouldn't I be? Every girl would be. He's so gentle, soft, sensitive.. a gentlemen." I slowly drift off while I'm talking.

"Yeah that's what you want most people to think but I know something else nobody knows about you two." " Oh enlighten me, please."

"I know you have a thing for troublemakers. A soft spot for those who can make your heart race, and Cedric? He's too perfect for you. You need someone who can challenge you, push your buttons, push you to your limits." I hold eye contact while he speaks, not wanting him to think I back down from this but his words hit a nerve, he just didn't needed to know that.

"How would you know what I really like, Riddle?" I question him, something that goes through my mind the whole time. " I pay attention Y/n, I notice things around me. And trust me when I tell you, you give off all the signs." "Signs?"

"Yes, signs. For example the way you always look at me when we argue, your cheeks getting all flustered. The way your heart races when we're close. Even the dream's you're having about me."

My eyed widen at his last comment and my body stiffens. "You can't hide anything from me." I gulp and shake my head. I told no one about my dreams. Didn't even write them into my diary out of fear someone could read it. There is only one way he could know this and I know that his father, Voldemort, was able to do this. "Did you read my mind? My dreams?"

A big smile spreads across his face. " Maybe, maybe not." Slowly I start to get frustrated with this conversation, showing it on my face. "What do you want Mattheo? Why do you care about all of this so much, hm?"

"Because I see something in you.. something I want to try. Maybe pushing your buttons a little bit." I look at him for a moment, waiting for him to tell me that this is a joke, but he doesn't.

I sigh tired "Doesn't matter, I'm with Cedric." "Is that what you truly want Y/n? Or are you just settling for what everybody expects you to want?" I gulp at his words feeling like they hit a nerve inside me again. "I like him, really.."

"I believe you Y/n, but that doesn't mean you can't have a little fun along the way." I laugh sarcastically at him. " Oh yeah let me guess, that fun would include you? You just want something to rub under Cedric's nose."

"Perhaps.." he admits with a smirk. " But what If I would offer you more than that? What If I could offer you things that Cedric never could? Wouldn't you be curious?"

I swallow, scanning his face before I look away, not knowing what to answer him. He's right tho, I really like Cedric but everything with him is so.. perfect. It bores me to death sometimes.. I just want something more fiercy but I would never admit that to Mattheo.

"You don't have to admit anything." he smirks like a little devil, letting me know he's inside my head. I'm happy that he sits on the other end or else he would feel the heat coming from my body and my heart racing. "What should I do then hm? Great, let me guess.. hopping into bed with you?"

"That's a start.." an arrogant smile on his face. "But I meant more like exploring the unknown together." His gaze flickers over my face, studying my reaction. "I promise you won't regret it."

"The unknown? And what would that be?" "Oh dear, don't you ever wonder what's outside there? What else you might be capable of? I can show you." He comes nearer, sitting in front of me now. "Then show me."

With a devilish grin he leans in even closer, his mouth brushing against my ear, his mouth opening slightly as I think he wants to say something but after a few seconds of waiting and his hot breath tickling my ear, he disappeared into thin air.

In shock I look at the place he just sat on a moment ago, then looking around me. Where the hell is he and how did he do that? "Mattheo?" I ask quietly into the empty room.

There was a soft chuckle that seemed to come from nowhere and then Mattheo reappeared right in front of me. " Suprised ?" he asks with a smirk. " I told you I could show you things."

"How did you-" "It's a talent." he says casually as If it's nothing to disappear into the air. "One you might find useful someday.. but let's concentrate on a little experiment for now." " What experiment?" I ask suspicious.

His voice is smooth as silk as he starts speaking again. " I want you to try something for me.." He holds out his hand in which lays a little bottle, unlabeled and filled with a dark red liquid. "Drink this."

I take it from his hand and look at it a bit closer, noticing sparkles in it. "What is that?"

"Just a little potion. It will open your senses, make you see and feel things differently." he says while watching me carefully. I lick my lips before asking If he made this by himself. "Of course.. I'm skilled in the art of potion-making, as you'll find out soon." he smirks. " Go on..drink it."

I don't know what it is but something inside me, whatever it is, screams at me with full lungs to do it, my fingers twitching as I look at the little phial. I open it, position it at my lips and let the unknown liquid run down my throat.

As I swallow it, I could already feel it heightening my senses, my emotions running wild inside me. I see him watching my face with satisfaction as I visibly tremble in his presence. " That's it.." he whispers, coming closer again. " W-what did you gave me Mattheo?" I stutter out as I feel myself getting warmer under my clothes.

"Just a little something to enhance your experience." he says, his voice filled with dripping lust. " You'll thank me later." Suddenly, without a warning, he leans in and kisses me, his tongue exploring my mouth instantly while slowly pressing me down against the couch.

I gasp into his mouth, feeling all kind of things at once. The potion made every nerve in me more sensitive, leaving me panting just from this kiss. Goosebumps erupt over my body as I slowly feel like I'm on fire.

Mattheo smiled against me, mumbling " It feels like all your senses are heightened, right?" I just nod and answer him with a short breathless "yes". "How does it feel now?" he asks as he presses his body harder against mine, still under him. I whine at the touch and close my eyes, too stunned to speak.

His smirk widens, his eyes gleaming with triumph. My body is trembling against his, every breath I take seems to be for him. "How does it feel?" he repeats his question. " Like..like every touch from you sets me on fire. It's burning.." I gasp again, my cheeks turning red.

"Is that so?" he hums, " Do you want me to make it burn even more?" he whispers in a seductive tone. I just nod, not thinking about my actions anymore. " Please Mattheo, I can't breathe." I feel my lungs getting heavier, just like the rest of my body.

He brings his hand up to my face, cupping my cheek and brushing his thumb over my trembling lip, causing me to shudder against him. " I'll make you scream, princess." he promises with his voice low and intense.

I bite my lip at his statement, my eyes slowly closing. " How long does the potion last?" "They can last for hours." he says with a wicked smile, still brushing his thumb over my bottom lip. He slowly let's it slide past my parted lips. He groans as I suck on it, letting my tongue swirl around it, before he slowly pulls out.

"Mattheo please, I need you." I whine, feeling as If I’m about to explode If he doesn't touch me and give me something. " You need me?" He starts to smile at my words, letting his hand wandering over my body. From my mouth down to my neck, down to my chest further to my stomach. I inhale sharply when his fingers brush my stomach, feeling it already tightening.

Shamelessly he opens my jeans, letting his finger disappear into my slip without hesitation. " You're already so wet for me." he groans as he feels me dripping onto his fingers. "I fucking love it." he mumbles against my lips before he kisses me.

He tugs at the rest of my jeans and slides them down without breaking the kiss, until my pants are gone. He takes of my top, leaving my lips this time and looking at me. "Oh you look so hot right now."

My cheeks get red and hot, my face all flustered. "You look so fucking good baby, fuck." he groans his hand going back inside my slip, his thumb circling my sensitive clit and his fore and middle finger go right inside my pussy, pumping me.

"Oh god Mattheo, it‘s too much!" I whimper loudly as he continues to tease me with his touch. It didn‘t take me long before I come on his fingers, clenching around them.

My nails dig into his arms and leave marks all over them, broken whimpers and screams leave my mouth but before anyone could hear, they were muffled by Mattheo‘s hand over my mouth.

"Shh, we can't have anyone hear this, right?" "I need more Mattheo, please. Fuck me!" I hiss, feeling as If I might die If he doesn‘t"

"Poor baby, all fucked out and I've barely even touched you." he says, smiling down at me and my shaking body. His fingers come back to my pussy but this time they only play with my clit which makes me arch my back and gasping really loudly."N-no.. more.." i stutter out.

"Oh I‘ll give you more." he promises, chuckling low in his throat, unable to resist my pleas. He pulls me closer, our bodies flush against each other. With his free hand, he unbuttoned his own pants, letting out a sharp breath as he feels my wetness against his erection.

My eyes go wide as I look down and see his cock. My mouth hangs open a bit and I feel myself getting even wetter. "I - am I dreaming or is this real?" i ask him, not sure If the potion lets me imagine thing.

He laughs at my words and shakes his head. "It’s real.." he growls. "And you're gonna find out just how fucking real it feels."

Before I could say anything, I feel his thick tip against my entrance, pushing itself inside me with a sudden force that made me roll my eyes back to my brain.

"God, you feel so good, so tight." he moans as he starts to move his hips. I buck my hips up against his, finally feeling full, finally feeling that fire on my skin cool down a little bit. I look around the room, realizing again, that we‘re in the middle of the common room and anybody could just walk outside their dorms and see us. But at that moment I couldn‘t care less, it even turned me on when I‘m being honest.

He leans down to my face and whispers inside my ear " you like that thought of getting caught hm? The thrill of being watched.." I moan even louder at his words that let me know he read my mind again. "Please.." i breathe out.

I felt so drunk.. drunk of him. "I bet you would beg anyone to fuck you right now." he murmured as his eyes roam over my trembling body. "N-no, only you.." i whine and it‘s true. I feel like there is a connection through the potion to him. A desire that only he can satisfy.

"I want to feel you." I beg him as he slowly pumps his cock in and out of me. "You want it rough or smooth?" "Rough." i answer without hesitation.

Mattheo's grin widens and his eyes gleam with lust. "You got it.." he growls, pulling me up and pushing me onto the table in front of him. I gasp at the sudden change.

He ignores the possibility of being caught, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he positions himself at my entrance. He pushes into me hard, filling me completely with one thrust. "Fuck" he groans, starting to move his hips in a steady rhythm.

His lips curl into a devilish smile, his movements becoming more aggressive. "You like it rough, huh?" he asked rhetorically, increasing the pace of his thrusts. I slam my hands down onto the table and try to stabilize myself but it‘s useless. He‘s fucking me like an wild animal, the table wiggling like crazy.

We both feel the intensity of the situation growing, his cock twitching with each thrust and my pussy clenching. "You're mine," he growls, grabbing my hair roughly and pulling my head back. He starts moving faster, almost losing control.

I can‘t answer. His statement reminds me of Cedric for a moment and guilt crashes over me. Mattheo felt a surge of jealousy at the thought of Cedric's name crossing my mind as he reads it again. He slams into me harder, his body trembling with effort. "You belong to me," he repeated through gritted teeth, his eyes locked onto mine.

"I bet he can't fuck you like I can. I can take care of you. You don't need anyone but me."

I still don‘t answer him, pressing my lips together which just angers him more. "You‘ll beg for it." he snarls and lifts my leg over his shoulder, getting even deeper which leads to me squirming and breathing fast.

"I'm going to fuck him out of your smart little brain, understood?" I just nod and claw my nails into his back, leaving marks all over. "Tell me you belong to me." he whispers into my ear, thrusting with more force inside me. "I- I don‘t know.." i whimper as i feel him hitting my soft spot.

"What would he think If he could see you right now, hm?" he taunts over me and smiles, scanning my face and body. "Such a little slut for me.“

I scream his name, muffling it with my own hand as I feel myself getting close. "I need to come, please. I'll do anything!" "Say it." he says, his hips getting slower, teasing me.

"I - I‘m yours Mattheo. I belong to you." I cry out as he thrust inside of me like a mad men. "Come for me princess." he moans, his thumb going over my clit again. My eyes roll back once again as he hits my cervix, fucking me speechless.

"Bite me." I look at him confused before he repeats himself. "Bite into my shoulder when you come."

With a brutal pace he slams his cock inside me, leaving me dumb and brainless as he chases his own release. A broken sob comes out of my throat and my stomach twists in the best way ever as i come around his throbbing cock, milking him. I do as he told me to and bite into his shoulder as I scream.

I feel him release inside of me, pumping me full with his cum and painting my walls with his hot seed. He holds me in place, making sure I take every last drop of him.

"So good for me, look at how much you came." he whispers as he pulls his cock out, looking at our mixed juices. I look down and the picture sends shivers down my spine.

"I - uh.. I might have left a few marks." I admit kinda shy as I feel the potion flowing out of my system.

" I must say, you are quite the little cockslut." he said, admiring the mess between my legs and my work on his back and arms. He leans down and whispers into my ear. "Now clean up and go to sleep princess. You‘ll sit with me at breakfast."

"But - I sit with Cedric every time." "Well, that‘s too bad, cause you‘re sitting with me tomorrow." he says, knowing how mich he will get under Cedric‘s skin with this. "And remember, If you don‘t show up I will find you." he says, daring me to argue with him.

— next morning —

As I walk into the great hall, my heart keeps pounding in my chest like its about to explode. My hands are twitching and I couldn‘t hide my nervousness on my face.

I fell asleep last night with an sore aching pussy and a dream that about Mattheo that was .. well, interesting. But I bet he already read my thoughts and dreams I had. Damn, I really had to do something about that later.

I gulp as I walk further into the Hall, standing still as I look over all the four tables. At first I look over to the Hufflepuff table with Cedric sitting on it. He smiles at me as he notices me. That perfect smile.

Then I looked over to my table, seeing Mattheo‘s eyes were already on me. He looks at me with daring eyes, gleaming with lust and power.

Suddenly I hear a voice inside my head, whispering. "Don‘t even think about it my little cockslut." I bite my lip at the choice of his words. I look over to Cedric again, sending him an apologetic look before walking over to an arrogant looking Mattheo, smiling smugly at Cedric.

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thank you so much for reading! Comment down beloe If you wanna get tagged in part 2 cause there will be one.. suprise: sub!mattheo 👀

thank you also for every kind of support 😚

xoxo sarah <3

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roxineedstosleep · 2 months

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Could you do a snippet for yandere platonic Batfam where reader accidentally gets hurt and is able to hide it for a few days until someone (May be Dick?) finds it and asks / gets upset about it? Love your writing!!! ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Hi there!!!

First of all: Thank you sweetie!

It's been a while since I've written, mostly because of the university, I'm about to graduate and I'm crazy because I'm approaching my final exams (I even have to defend my research work to be able to get my bachelor's degree)!

But, I got to thinking a bit about what you have written above… and even more so because I myself am a little bit crashed after my last film shoot for my final year of my degree. And can I just say that being in a bad way and having to hide it is terrible.

So… here goes!

(I'm sorry if I sound a bit comical in this writing, but I think the best way to get over something is to laugh at yourself a bit so you don't think about the pain too much; I hope you enjoy it anyway.)

Disclaimer: I don't know if you've noticed, but English is not my native/mother tongue. Occasionally, when I think too much, I write them in my language and then translate it in a trusted translator. So, if there's a grammatical problem or a strange term, it's the translator's fault.

Let's face it… having a large family is terribly exhausting.

It's never quiet enough, everyone is in everyone else's business, you can't leave your favorite mermelade in the fridge for less than a day. Someone is always occupying the bathroom or using your favorite shampoo or watching something on TV at too much volume and someone is probably occupying your bed at nap time.

Did I mention about meddling too much in other people's business? Yes? Well… triple it.

Having multiple siblings was new.

Having multiple siblings, a father and a butler/grandfather isn't exactly bread and butter either.

It wouldn't be so bad to belong to a large and numerous one if it was your blood family and you had lived with them all your life. I mean, sometimes blood is too thick and you have no choice but to learn to love them or just be nice to each other.

Like I said, it wouldn't be so bad if they were really your family.

But the Waynes were not your family. Not distant relatives or anything like that.

You were just living your life, as quietly as possible… and poof!

New room, new butler/grandfather, pets beyond belief, 4 new male siblings and a father with serious emotional constipation issues. And, to add more salt to your wound…. all have serious abandonment issues and death-related trauma.

After several escape attempts, sleep strikes, hunger strikes and any other kind of protest that an anarchist could be proud of… you realized that it was simply impossible to get out of this without risking the path of death.

Which, to top it all off, was also unreliable because apparently your older brother Jason had revived as well as another of your siblings. So no, dying was also not a viable option to which one could resort in the worst case scenario.

What to do?

Well, not much. Trying not to die of suffocation of affection or finding a way to have privacy while going to the bathroom just seemed to be the best survival tools you could resort to.

What does that entail?

It implies that Tim was going to give you hours and hours of lectures on his latest discovery of a case, even if you don't understand half the things he's told you or mentioned at all.

Richard and Damian trying to teach you new tricks almost every second, taking you to the Zoo or not leaving you alone to go to the bathroom.

That Jason, oh holy cow he is the only one more relaxed, takes you with him on his motorcycle to eat ice cream and to the public library. Without being able to scape, because it seems that you have a kind of GPS inserted in the bone marrow.

(Sometimes you don't know if it's true or not, but sometimes you also felt pain between your bones, almost during the cold seasons, and you didn't want to burst your poor little head thinking of different viable possibilities knowing them. No scars, no remembering anythins about any surgery).

Have a grandfather who will not hesitate to make you cookies, your favorite foods whenever you want … without leaving you aside at any time.

Plus a terribly quiet father, who if he can will carry you for as long as you spend time together, won't let you near the secret basement and enjoys being in the same room with you.

Do you see any privacy in this?

No, because even at the bathroom door would be the pets trying to get in and see you for themselves while you want to do your business.

The worst of that? Titus always judge you when you close the curtains.

As I mentioned and it was clear: Having a large family implies little privacy… Having a large, obsessive family means NO privacy.

So, knowing that you have over 50 nanochips tracking in all your clothes, two security monitors embedded - God knows how - in your body (monitors that only tell you if you are in designated safe place), 20 high definition surveillance cameras in every room and a Great Dane chasing you like a chick …. How the heck do you fall down the stairs and hit your pelvic bone without anyone noticing?

No kidding, how?

And if you had to blame someone for your fall… you'd totally blame Damian for it.

It's not that the kid pushed you down the stairs, but over time he had tamed himself into various things and relaxed into looking his age. You know!!! He started acting like a normal teenager!

What do Damian's kids do at his age? Well, they leave things lying around and have messing around them when they can, of course they do!

You just wanted some yogurt with orange marmalade. Maybe some oatmeal cookies. Alfred had left it for you in the fridge when he noticed you'd been watching video tutorials on homemade marmalade for hours. Who were you to deny such a gesture of generosity?

I mean, Alfred was the one who allowed you to hide in the attic for hours on end so you could have some time to yourself.

And how did it end? You, slipping down the main stairs of the old Wayne mansion, down a nicely polished wooden staircase, rolling all the way down (which is no small flight of stairs, it should be noted) to the bottom of the first floor.

Now, lying on the ground is not so bad in itself. What is bad is not being able to feel your legs and still not being able to understand how you manage to tidy up your neural wiring so that your legs can still move on their own and go to the kitchen to rescue all the delicacies Alfred left you in time.

And it's a good thing you managed to do it… because within seconds Bart had rushed in to ransack the fridge and the fruit basket.

But that's not the point.

The important thing is that this time you managed, I insist a little on the feat of action, to climb up to your room and not notice how you couldn't really feel your legs.

You ate, you lay down… and to your bad or good luck, you couldn't get up …. and without anyone noticing there was an emergency and everyone went out to sort it out.

Weak limbs, limited movement and you don't want to mention the embarrassing actions you did in order to go to the toilet.

It's not like you hid it either, I mean, there was no one who could even notice because they weren't entirely available to watch you. Nor is it that you would have run away, otherwise they would have been at your side in less than a second.

The detail, as they insist, is that you had probably bruised your back badly and your body was now taxing you extra for your food craving.

I insist, you did not hide anything.

But still, when you're found completely itchy on the floor, ridiculously trying to run away in the direction of the bathroom… that's when everyone really goes crazy.

First, having to carry you and not dying of embarrassment when you notice that Bruce definitely doesn't give a damn about having to carry you to the bathroom and do almost everything for you.

Or having Dick and Jason carry you and fit you into some kind of weird medical scanner they have in the cave.

Or that Tim keeps track of your periods, types of meds you take and, for fuck's sake, knows how the fuck to inject something into your spine.

Or that Damian had the gall to look a little embarrassed when he heard that a pair of boxers lying outside the laundry basket was to blame for all this.

NO matter.

At the end of the day they heal you, pamper you, leave you alone when you need to take a nap and figure out a way to fix it without looking like complete maniacs who built some kind of internal plumbing that sucks up the dirty laundry and throws it straight into the washing machine.

Like the time they didn't look like maniacs by sanding all the edges of the tables and nightstands.

Or the time they bought a whole brand of sanitary towels when they realised that not all women use tampons.

Don't worry, they're looking out for you… even if they look like deranged Arkhan freaks in the process.

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chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter · 5 months

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Okay, hear me out. I can't stop thinking about how hard it would be trying to surprise Izana. So I needed to write something about it!

Headcanon + a little drabble of Izana x gn!reader.

Warnings: it's Izana so... Yandere tendencies (I mean, it's kinda canon that he's possessive as fuck xD)

English is not my first language, be kind please 🙈

HEADCANON:

Usually, you don't mind how clingy Izana can be.

You love spending time with your boyfriend, so even if he can be a little or a lot overprotective and possessive you're okay with it.

Except, when you want to give him a surprise.

Buying a present for Izana in secret it's almost an impossible mission.

Even if you manage to go shopping alone (how? Who knows), he would make some Tenjiku member follow you around.

Well, he would make Kakucho follow you around. He doesn't trust anyone else with you.

Luckily for you, Kakucho realizes what you're doing and ends up helping you to choose the perfect present for Izana (really, Kakucho have too much patient with his king, he deserves the world).

After that, you always ask for Kakucho's help when you are planning any type of surprise for your boyfriend.

Izana wasn't happy.

At all.

He was planning on spending the afternoon with you, cuddleling together. But, apparently, you didn't have time for him.

How dared you? Izana was your boyfriend, why on Earth he couldn't be resting on your lap right now?

So, of course, Izana was raging.

After beating up a few idiots that had the bad luck of existing "too loudly", he was venting to Kakucho.

"I don't get it! What could be more important for them than me, exactly? They are mine!"

Kakucho just sighed, completly used to Izana's tantrums at this point.

"Izana, today is 13th of February."

The scarred boy replied calmly, hoping his king would take the hint.

"So?"

"That means tomorrow is Valentine's Day."

Oh.

Just like that, Izana's wrath disappeared completly. A soft smile on his face.

His gang could breathe again.

#izana kurokawa x reader #yandere izana #yandere izana x reader #kurokawa izana #izana headcanons #izana kurokawa #kakucho #poor kakucho #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers #me trying to write #me writing🌻

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becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys · 1 year

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Good post about elon musk's twitter acquisition, but why did you spell it gaol instead of jail? I assume jail was what you were referring to.

...

Okay listen. You're not a bad person. I recognise that you are fundamentally well-intentioned, and you most likely did not intend offence with this question, just as I suspect all the other Americans who have seen fit to ask this probably didn't intend offence.

But you must see how incredibly rude this is? You must do. You cannot actually think it's socially acceptable to ask a stranger why they are using their own dialect instead of yours. You must realise how rude it would be for me to send you an ask saying "Good post, but why did you spell it neighbor? I assume neighbour is what you meant."

Here's the thing: I first started reading books in American English when I was nine years old. I loved Point Horror books, and Goosebumps, and the Saddle Club. And as I read those books, in a dialect not my own, with foreign spelling and unfamiliar words I hadn't encountered before, you know what I did?

I dealt with it. I just... coped. I recognised it was a different dialect. And then I spent a while confused as to what a pacifier was because Google didn't exist yet but through context I figured it was a small toy Americans give babies, and then eventually my Dad told me it was a dummy and I went OHHHHH...yeah that makes more sense.

But the point is, I just worked this out. I worked out what a sidewalk was, and galoshes, and teeth-floating in horses, and that 'pants' means something different, and that 'fanny' means something VERY different. I didn't get so confused at words having Z's instead of S's that I felt the need to write to the author and ask them why they did it; because I understood that I was reading a different language from someone in a different country.

I did my time at this particular coalface, is what I'm saying.

I recognise that Americans don't. Harry Potter was an international giant, but it had to be translated into American English so poor little American children wouldn't get confused; ditto His Dark Materials, and I will never understand why the translator for both of those franchises changed the titles of the first books (apparently Americans can't be trusted to understand what a philosopher is, or the Northern Lights.) But even so.

I encourage you, and all other Americans who are feeling the need to weigh in on this, to take some time to ask yourselves why, on seeing an unfamiliar dialectic word, you couldn't just work it out for yourself, but HAD to comment on it and even ask for a justification.

#asks #linguistics

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iateyourparents · 5 months

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little surprise | c.b.

pairing: colby brock x fem!reader

summary: you're exploring some haunted place with sam and colby when spirits surprise you with some news.

warnings: i totally made up this haunted place, use of y/n, bad writing and grammar(I'm sorry, english is not my first language)

pictures are from pinterest:)

"What's up guys! It's Sam and Colby!" Colby started talking to the camera "Today we are exploring Colers' house!"

"Yeah! People call it one of the most hunted places in Florida, so today we will see if it lives up to its name." Sam explained "But we're not alone here."

You and Katrina stood between them.

"These beautiful ladies will be investing with us today!" Colby smiled at viewers "Y/n, Kat, how are you feeling about it?"

"Nervous and excited." you smiled and Katrina agreed with you.

"So let's see if we can catch some ghosts!"

The boys stopped recording and did a quick talk with your guide and then he started showing you around the house.

The tour was quite peaceful, just a few knocks here and there.

When Sam and Colby recorded their explanation about the place for viewers you all started an investigation.

"Okay guys" Sam addressed the camera "We're in Allie's room. It's called the most active room, because apparently she's always here so we will try to contact her and hopefully she will cooperate with us."

"Yeah, as you probably already know, she spent most of her time here and was killed here. This bed is her original one and the doll you see on the desk was her favorite one. Apparently she held that doll when she was murdered." Colby explained "On the back of this doll's dress is her blood stain, unfortunately we can't show you this because the guide asked us not to touch it because of the risk of possession but we will show you a picture of it that the guide gave us."

"Okay so here I will place a rem pod" Sam said while you placed the music box next to the door frame.

Suddenly you felt weird dizziness and had to lean on a wall next to you for a support.

Colby noticed it and came to you.

"Everything ok?" he asked quietly looking at the camera and when he saw Sam was pointing it in another direction he held your hand. Your relationship still was somewhat fresh so you tried to be secretive. You were together for almost a year after being friends for a few years.

"Yeah, I just felt dizzy." you informed him "I will be okay, promise."

He nodded, although unsure, and took the camera from Sam and you all started an investigation.

When Sam was about asking if someone was with you in the room, you all heard thud, like something big fell on the floor.

"It was like from here but there's nothing." Sam said "Maybe Allie wants to talk with us."

"Hi Allie" you started "I'm y/n, we're here just to talk with you. We mean no harm, nor do we want to disrespect you or disturb you. You can talk with us and move something or knock to let us know you're with us and understand what we say."

Not longer than a few seconds later you heard five knocks.

"Thank you, Allie" Kat smiled.

"So now we will use the spirit box. You can say something to it and we will hear it." Sam placed it on the bed.

And right away it said "Hello".

"Hi/Hello" you all said and laughed.

"Allie, is that you?" Colby asked.

"Yes."

"She's answering" Sam said excitedly.

You talked with her for a few more minutes when Colby offered to do an estes method for more answers and you all agreed.

Colby sat on Allie's bed and you blindfolded him and then Kat handed him headphones.

When you were sure he doesn't hear you, Sam started asking questions.

"Allie, are you still with us?"

Immediately Colby answered "Yes."

You three asked some questions to which Allie answered and then you thought of something.

"Hey, Allie. Earlier, after we came to this room, I felt a little dizzy. Was that because of you? Or do you know who or what was that?"

"He." Colby said "Try...attack."

"Someone tried to attack y/n?" Sam asked with furrowed brows.

"Yeah." you gasped at that.

"Can you tell us who is 'he'?" Kat asked.

"Killer." Colby stated immediately "Wanted to hurt...Baby"

"The person who killed you tried to hurt y/n?" Sam tried to make sense of Allie's words.

"Tried hurt...baby."

"She keeps saying baby, maybe there's some child spirit he tried to hurt." you offered and Colby immediately denied.

"No." he was silent for a moment "Your baby...he didn't like...your baby."

"My baby?" you narrowed your brows "Can you tell us who exactly is 'my baby'?"

You saw Katrina covering her mouth while exchanging looks with you and you knew she thought of something.

And when Allie didn't answer, she offered "Is there any chance you could be, you know, pregnant?"

Your eyes got wide and you opened your mouth to answer but nothing came out. Still trying to process her idea you shook your head.

"Yes, she is." Colby said and you just stared at him.

"Allie, are you sure that y/n is pregnant?" Sam asked.

"Yes."

"Oh my god." you covered your mouth in shock. You could see tears in Sam's eyes and you knew he already was happy with news about being an uncle.

But then he realized something.

"We should take him out of trance and get out of here. If Allie is right and something wants to hurt you and your baby, we can't risk it." he stated and Kat immediately agreed with him.

"Let's not say it to Colby yet, please." you asked and they agreed and then you shook Colby's arm.

"We should get out of here." Sam stated to Colby who was confused "There might be something threatening girls. We will explain later."

Colby didn't protest. He saw shock on your and Kat's faces and Sam's teary eyes so he just started packing things.

"Thank you for everything Allie, you were very helpful. We are leaving this bear for you." you said and placed white bear on the bed. You could hear the series of knocks that you took as a 'thank you'.

When you all were in the car Colby finally asked "So what happened when I was under?"

There was a silence and Colby looked even more confused while you thought about what to say.

"Come on, don't worry me even more." Colby looked into your eyes "What happened? What Allie told you, was there someone else? Why Sam was crying?"

You couldn't keep it secret for longer so you just said "You should see what happened there on the camera."

You took the camera from it's box and gave it to Colby who immediately looked for the moment of the estes method. He was listening to the conversation when he finally saw the moment of yours realization and looked at you with wide eyes.

"You're pregnant?"

"If Allie was correct then yes, I am." you stated "I will make a doctor appointment when we are in the hotel."

He just nodded and by his eyes you could tell he was excited.

When you finally parked in the hotel's parking lot and got out of the car, Colby immediately circled the car and hugged you, and then kissed you.

"If...if you are pregnant, would you be happy?"

"I was shocked and unsure because we're not together for very long but yeah, I would be happy. And you?"

"I would be more than happy." he laughed and kissed you.

„Sorry to interrupt your cute moment guys.” you both looked at Sam „But I’m sure you don’t want to share it with a world yet, so should I tweet that our materials mysteriously disappeared?”

„Yes please” Colby nodded „We could publish the video when we’ll be ready to announce it?” he looked at you for an approval and you nodded „Okay, so we should record an outro, Sam.”

Both boys went to a side and you could see them recording.

„They look more excited than you.” Kat laughed and you did the same.

„I still can’t believe it. But I am happy.”

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„Hey Sam, Kat” you and Colby walked into his room where he and Kat were laying in the bed. Colby asked „Guess what?”

„What?” Sam furrowed his brows.

„It’s official, you will be a godfather!” Colby laughed and you could see tears starting to pool in both boys eyes and not more than thirty seconds later Sam was jumping onto your boyfriend to hug him.

Kat laughed and hugged you while whispering gratulations into your ear.

Then Sam hugged you and Katrina congratulated your boyfriend.

„So…” Sam started still having wet cheeks but with wide smile „If it’s a boy you should give him a middle name Sam and if it’s a girl, you should name her Samantha.”

#colby brock x reader #colby brock #colby #sam and colby #snc #katrina stuart #sam golbach #samuel golbach

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latay7 · 27 days

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hiihii!! could you write either lance/orter/carpaccio/rayne getting slightly jealous because the reader looks like they were bering courted by a guy, but turns out they were asking that guy for advice to help the reader to confess to character,,,thankyou:3

*ੈ✩‧₊˚WHY HELLO HELLOOO!!*ੈ✩‧₊˚

First of all thank you so much for your ask ><♡♡ and i will try my best since this is my first fanfic/headcannon , so i hope you like it ✨️(and i hope i wrote what u wanted bcz i can get a bit dumb)

A misunderstanding..?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Char : Lance crown , Orter Madl x fem!reader

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥genre : fluff

Note : reader appearence , prefrence , dorm , is up to ur imagination (wanted to be inclusive TvT) and god is this too long and it took me a while

Note 2 : im sorry this turned out to be bad , it's late at night and idk wtf am i , (english is not my first language btw)

☆ Lance crown

You were an ordinary student at Easton Academy , you had your friends and lived your life , diffrent classes and sessions here and there and tried your best !

Although Easton's Curriculum makes every student busy with a full schedule , you're thankful that you get the time to hang out with your friends...Adler's most famous idiots students!! They were all so nice and fun so you had a lovely time with them.

You enjoy their company to the point where you squeeze your schedule to be with them which had a certain outcome....you developed a big small crush on the blue haired one and only , Lance crown!!(lance stroll lol)

You found his dedication and hard work for the sake of his sister Anna adorable , his love for her might go too much sometimes but- it doesn't matter , it proved how much of a sweetheart he is , which made you live him even more.

And now...you found yourself in a dilemma , how are you gonna confess your feelings to him?? THE Lance crown , who never looks like he seeks love..

You excused yourself with Finn to talk privately

Since he's technically the sanest in the group....

So , here we are in this moment.

You were with Finn outside his dorm behind a close corner ,and Lance noticed your dissappearence for a while so decided to check up on you.

"You see Finn , i've had this thing for a long time now , and it's just unexplainable.."

"Don't worry (Y/N) , I understand , but how can i help you out"

At this moment , you could feel your face heating up a bit , it's natural after all you're talking about a CRUSH.

"So i just wanted to get some advice from you since you guys meet a lot more than i do with him , how should i tell him a-and what if he doesn't like me back ,i mean he doesn't really show any interest in me-" at this point you started to ramble , and to calm you down , Finn held your hands in his as he tries to convince you that it's gonna be alright. Meanwhile...

Lance was watching , but he didn't hear anything...so he just saw how you acted but he didn't want to jump to conclusions.

'Was i too late..?' He can't shake off the stinging feeling in his chest , he was hurt , yet somehow mad or even perhaps...jealous?

After a while

It was after hours so you rushed back to your room after saying goodbye to your friends. And while you try to sneak your way through Easton's halls you see a figure you know , it was....Lance?? What was he doing here?

"Lance...? Why are here?"

"Oh there you are..you see...i wanted to talk.." this was concerning

"Oh...really ?..me too"

"I...."

The next words were DEFENTLY unexpected for you , i mean , sure he was nice towards you but you didn't want to be delusional so this was a shock....

But of course , with the shock comes the joy.

"...and i don't want to make things awkward because i knew you and F- why are smiling like that..."

A sigh leaves your mouth with a slight chuckle....apparently he was an idiot as well , so you decided to take a brave move.

"What are you-"

*kiss*

His shocked flustered expression is to DIE for.

"Just a misunderstanding ehe...." you smile.

☆Orter ( at this point tf am i doing)

As a devine visionary yourself , you have many responsobilites and missions to take , paperwork to do , and meetings to attend.

Thus , after your were finally chosen as the devine visionary yourself because of your hard work , you had to meet up with the other visionaries and work under them , including Orter Madl.

You've tried your best to leave a good impression on them because you were quite nervous , obviously.

You could say you were able to get close to some of the visionaries by being attentive and a fast learner , you were trying your best !

Seemingly except....Orter.

Despite your big efforts in helping him in paperwork , doing good on most of the missions you were went on , being so nice and respectful to him , he seemed like he didn't care , he declined everything.

And it DEFENETLY didn't help with the crush you developed on him. You found him elegant , hardworking , and most defently handsome (im screaming in the bus rn dude) despite him being emotionally constipated. (wtf am i saying)

So you decided to ask for help.

Here you are , in Ryoh Grantz' office , asking him what you should do considering he is married and all.

"Im sorry if this meeting is a nuisance Mr Ryoh but you were the only one i could ask for help.." a drop of sweat as you speak sheepishly.

" oh don't worry about it , you've been helping me out a lot recently so it's only fair if i return the favour , and besides , it is a good opportunity to .....distress" he says in a cheerful tone , he liked you , otherwise you wouldn't have been drinking tea in his office " and just Ryoh is fine ,now tell me , what's wrong?"

You tell him your issue as your embarrasment grows even further , i mean , that's not just ANY matter to speak about , However , you manage to go through the entire thing.

He hums in understanding "i see i see , well i have to agree with you on his emotional constipation , he doesn't even show his brother any emotions either"

Your chest starts to feel heavier as you sweat comically , "but don't worry about it , i mean , if i was to be really honest with you and if we talk in terms of emotions...."

Righ then and there , a certain someone was passing by as he heard only a part of the conversation , he got curious but he couldn't make out...everything...

Only a few words....

Emotions , confessing , feelingsa and...Kaldo??!

What in the.....he knew Ryoh was married and....does that mean he's helping you confess to Kaldo ??

Orter Madl , despite his stoic face and cold ruthless demeanor , had a soft spot for you , he felt somthing for you , he tried to show it by being less mean to you compared to others, and taking some paperwork of yours to finish himself , as well as doing what he can so you take the easiest missions , but it seems like it wasn't that obvious...

He knew you and Kaldo were on good terms but to the point where his thoughts led to thinking...you ? And-

No , he refused to believe it.

"So yes , Kaldo could be someone good to ask since these two are quite together at a lot of times-"

Knock knock , Orter entered the office in the middle of your talk.

"O-oh hi-"

"If you'll excuse me Ryoh , i need to talk to (Y/N)" And Ryoh accepts nevously -because his appearence was very unexpected- and lets you leave.

You and Orter are now walking through the hall of the building because you're following him to god knows where. Until you reach a private area where you two could talk.

"You didn't tell me why are we-"

"What do you have of feelings for Kaldo?"

"Huh"...was the only word that came out of your mouth , Dumbfounded was the least you could think of to describe yourself right now.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me , now answer me , what are the feelings you have for him"

"Wait a min-"

Realization never hit you this hard , so you started laughing as he watches confused , why are you laughing.

"Ok here's the whole thing mister eavsdropper..."

That ended well , for both parties , Ryoh bless your soul.

#mashle #mashle: magic and muscles #mashle x reader #orter madl x reader #orter madl #orter mádl #orter x reader #mashle orter #lance crown #lance crown x reader #mashle lance

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