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kazutora-lover · 1 year

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Not A Dream It's Love — Feel It

Itoshi Rin x gn!reader

Genre: fluff, angst, best friends to lovers

Summary: You lose who you love the most — or, how you turn your biggest nightmare into your biggest blessing

Warnings: nothing too dramatic I suppose? Slightly ooc!rin?

Notes: Ugh, I don't even know what this is tbh skskskw. This is the first time that I've written something on the angstier side. I genuinely feel self-conscious about this one but oh well, hope someone enjoys ~

"We need to break up."

You couldn't believe your ears. Did Rin, your boyfriend of many years, your fiancé really just tell you that he is breaking up with you? Yes, you had bickered here and there like a normal and healthy couple would, but nothing serious ever occurred and you always made up immediately after. The both of you were way too attached to each other.

You didn't understand. What happened to Rin to want to break up with you all of a sudden? Did Rin fall out of love with you? Did you say or do something so utterly stupid that Rin couldn't take it anymore? But that couldn't be, you would know if you did such thing. For sure.

"Huh? Rin wait, what are yo—"

You wanted to grab him, take your lover's hand into your own and talk it out but Rin didn't budge. His facial expression was unreadable and even if you tried hard enough to look past his facade, you couldn't see anything but determination. He really meant those horrible words you never wanted to hear. Especially not from him. The love of your life.

"I'm breaking up with you, y/n."

You really didn't know how to react. Your lips started to wobble involuntarily and your body began to shake like the loose leafs that hung on for dear life on a windy autumn day.

The way your full name left the lips of your lover in question, hurt you more than you could've ever imagined. Not even a knife to your heart could've caused you such tremendous pain. You're sure it couldn't. All that would be left, was a wound so deep it could never heal and yet it still would've healed better than your soul that came crushing down on you.

Your voice sounded hoarse. It's like you've been crying for hours already and yet it's only been mere minutes. Minutes of trying to figure out what had caused this.

"Why? Please tell me what it is? Did I make you uncomfortable? Did I not give you enough space? Or did someone else do something to make you say this?"

You couldn't help the thoughts rushing through your head. You felt like you were in a rush, one second being left unspoken and Rin would slip away and out of your hands like everything was a mere fever dream.

"Y/n, please don't make it harder than it already is. I don't love you anymore and to be honest, I've stopped loving you months ago."

The dark haired man let out a groan, really not being in the mood for any discussions. He just wanted to get it over with. No disruptions whatsoever.

"While I was with you, I realized that we were never meant to be and to be honest, we probably never have been to begin with. You were just never the person I ought to have. And you can't give me what I need. Needless to say that you've been damn clingy too. Thanks to that because it made me realize things before we were able to get married."

By now your face was drenched by your salty tears. You didn't even realize when exactly they started to fall but your emotions equaled an ocean right now — and oceans are big. Your broken heart in exchange? It got shattered into millions of small pieces.

You were sure no one would ever be able to pick up the pieces ever again. And if someone ever managed to pick up a few, there would be a lot of them missing, still. No one could love you like Itoshi Rin. You couldn't love anyone like you love Itoshi Rin.

"You'll get over it, Y/n. Don't worry about the apartment. I'll get my clothes and the other stuff by next week and then you're free to do whatever you want with the rest. Don't worry about sleeping on the sofa either. I'm sleeping at someone else's place."

It felt unbelievable how Rin didn't show the slightest tinge of emotion. He said those things with a tone so normal, you would think he was about to congratulate you on whatever happy ending you just achieved.

Rin began to disappear out of your vision but you couldn't move your body. You felt trapped, paralyzed and helpless. Screams of Rin's name left your lips but it was to no avail. The man you loved slipped right through your fingertips.

You must've been gone for a little bit because when you opened your eyes, you were greeted by a rather worried pair of eyes that stared right back at you.

There they were again, those teal eyes you loved so much but wait — what was Rin doing, sitting next to you?

With a voice as raspy as it was before, you called out for the very man by your side. "Rin?"

Rin sighed in relief at the sound of your voice and placed one of his slightly cold hands on your forehead. "Y/n for fucks sake, you need to stop doing that. Stop pushing yourself when you're sick. You've got me worried shitless."

You on the other hand couldn't quite grip what was happening. Rin was calling you by your nickname. The name only he used for you. Then you took a look around and slowly came to notice that you were in your room, resting on your bed with Rin right by your side.

Before you could stop yourself you blurted out, "Say my name again. Please?"

Your best friend took a good look at you at first but obliged nonetheless, though a little hesitantly, ".... Y/n?"

That's it. You were having a fever dream. None of that shit you dreamt about was real. You know it because you and Rin aren't even a thing. You aren't engaged nor are you dating. You're just .... friends. You're STILL friends.

Before you even understood what was happening to you, hot tears began to roll down your cheeks and not even a few seconds later, two soft hands engulfed your warm cheeks to wipe the salty droplets away.

That was all it took — all it took for you to shoot up and draw Rin in for a hug. A hug you desperately needed. Because even though you were aware of the fact that none of the events you just went through were real, you needed to feel Rin's warmth, his body, his heartbeat and the fact that he wouldn't slip away again.

The latter was at a loss for words as he stumbled forwards messily and right into his best friend's arms, yours. He immediately felt that something was wrong. Something felt different and it was a first for Rin to feel disheartened.

While the dark haired man opted to tighten his arms around you, he couldn't help himself to ask, in the softest voice he could muster, "Y/n? You wanna talk about it?"

It took Rin a few seconds, seconds way too long for his liking until he received a response. It was quiet and muffled and accompanied by occasional sniffles but he understood it nonetheless. "No need, it was just a stupid nightmare."

A low sigh escaped Rin's lips as he spoke, his voice dangerously close to your ear. "You know you can tell me everything, right?"

A shiver ran down your spine at the way Rin talked to you, cared for you. After realizing that you've been spacing out again, Rin squeezed your torso in assurance.

"I know. Thank's Rin."

But deep in your mind, you had a different answer.

"No. Not about this one."

A few days have gone by and you were good to go again. All thanks to your friends who stopped by multiple times a day to make sure you took care of yourself. Or more like, for them to take care of you because they knew how whiny you could get at times of their absence.

In the moments you were alone, you had enough time to think about what happened in that hellish nightmare of yours. You were almost convinced that your dream wanted to tell you something.

Would it be better to keep your feelings to yourself? All bottled up? Should you just move on and forget about Rin? You still have him as your best friend, right? Maybe that's as close as you'll get but at least you won't lose him, ever.

You felt the uneasiness creep up again because you actually planned to confess your feelings soon. Now? You weren't so sure anymore....

This time you were at home at Rin's place. You guys originally planned a movie night with some of your shared friends, or more like only your friends, as Rin only endured their presence because of you. Turns out the other's had different plans all of a sudden. So you went to Rin's alone. At least you could watch whatever you wanted, as the two of you weren't as picky as the others were.

While Rin sat on his sofa and got comfortable already, you sat on the floor in front of the tv, ready to choose whatever movie you would watch. "Rin, wanna watch a horror movie?"

You wriggled with your eyebrows and Rin couldn't help but laugh at you. "Yeah? Let's watch one Y/n, bet you'll end up crying like a baby."

You loved to hear Rin laugh, it's so beautiful and melodic. Melodic it was indeed because it stopped before you got to enjoy more of it, "And come sit on the sofa, are you trying to go blind down there so close to the tv?"

Turning your head to look at him, you threw him a little smirk, "You're one to talk, aren't you?"

A scoff and an eye roll later and he told you to finally sit down with him or else he wouldn't allow you to ever sit down on his sofa again.

When you asked him why, he had told you that the floor was dirty. Jokes on him though because.. did that mean that his place was dirty to begin with?

He didn't take it well when you told him that.

More than an hour later and you guys were fully engulfed in the movie. Well, you were. Somehow.

Rin didn't understand what exactly it was that captured your interest, as he thought the movie was way too boring and predictable. His interest though, laid upon you and you alone.

He watched as your eyes flickered from one corner of the tv to another, analyzing the actors movements with caution and reminding yourself under your breath that whatever you were seeing wasn't real.

Rin found it amusing how you always claimed to like horror movies but still got scared of them by the end anyways. And suddenly he felt like being mischievous as his arm found its way around your form to give you a surprising squeeze.

A big jump and one loud shriek of yours later and you found Rin next to you, chuckling. And even though you would've enjoyed the sight of him enjoying himself, you almost emptied your bladder right then and there.

A soft but exaggeratedly shaken sigh left your lips as you spoke, almost breathlessly, "Rin for fucks sake, you scared me."

The man in question shot you a deadpan look and raised a brow, "Yeah? Wasn't me though, your imagination must be playing tricks on you. How scary."

Another sigh left your parted lips and almost involuntary, your secret got spilled, in a voice as quiet as a whisper.

"Not as scary as my feelings for you."

And Rin heard. If the background noise of the tv was loud seconds ago, it was as quiet as a pin dropping to the floor when you spoke. And his eyes followed every single movement of your lips as to make sure that he's not the one imagining things now.

For him, the movie and everything else around him has been long forgotten. It's you he's interested in and he's going to make sure that this time, he will make his next step your new reality.

You don't have to be scared of your feelings if they're reciprocated, right?

At least that's what Rin believed, as his heart had found its place in your palms long ago.

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honeeslust · 4 months

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Choso

Even being inexperienced, he was able to take his time, slowly rubbing your clit. Just barely biting back his moans as he experimented with he ways he could play in your pussy.. If I touch the clitoris like this, it'll make you come? He asked feeling how it began to twitching under his thumb. You half moaned a laugh. Baby just say clit. he presses harder now, his dick beginning to ache as he stroked it with his free hand.He licks you up and down, your body shaking as his tongue enticed a mind numbing orgasm out of you. Baby you're so wet, Will this make you pregnant? He asks innocently. You almost break into laughter, cursing Yuji for always fucking with him, knowing he knew no better. Ahh no, you have to actually fuck me, have you been talking to Yuji again again? No he lies. He did. But only because he wanted to make sure his first time wasn't only for his own pleasure. He wanted to make sure you felt just as good if not better. Iss just. You feel so good. Your so warm and… wet, can I ?? Pleasse??? He looked so needy stroking his dick, jaw agape as his fingers plunged deeper into you. He may have been new to this but his basic instinct was to feel the way you gripped his fingers around his cock. You knew it was risky but you relented. Ok. Ok you can…But you have to pull out. Yes. He breathed now pushing his blushing head right againt your tightness. All the blood rushes straight from his head his cock, leaving him dizzy and in awe as he slowly fills you to the brim. Your body stiffens but your pussy welcomes every inch by pulling him in and holding him there. Ssss ohhhh, Can I move now, need to move baby. The tight wet hug you gave him had him sputtering your name as he watched him self spreading your tight little pussy. Mmmm, like that? He asks running his hands down your body, squeezing your stomach and holding you in place so he could fuck you deeper. Yes, like that Cho, exactly like that. His rough hands leave bruises all over your stomach as be began bullying his cock into your pussy until your hands were pushing him back, crying out for him to slow down. Cho, mm gunna come. You cried, defeatedly letting him press your body into the mattress, his dick still swelling within you as the sound of your cries made him lose what little restraint he had. Yes baby, please come fer me, I wanna make you come. He groans, pounding your pussy with deliberate deep strokes, battering your sweet spot repeatedly until he felt your tightness gripping tighter and a sticky mess ran down the crease of your ass. Mmmm he growls arching his hips and one handing your ass so he could tease your clit once more with the other. He halts, nearly spilling everything into you. He pulls out moaning as you perched up on your knees and helped him along by stroking him dry as he palmed the back of your head, whimpering pathetically until his knees went weak. He decorates your chest with pretty ropes of come, his face blushing red as he watches you licking some of the slick off of your fingers. Choso can't let that be the last of it, not when his cock still hung fully erect and in need of more of you. Cmere he says forcing you over on all fours. I think I saw this in a movie he adds stroking his dick as he prepared to fuck you again. You smile over your shoulder just say porn baby. Whatever he retorts slapping his dick over your ass and gripping the fatty flesh before shoving himself back in making you squeel as you ran from the sting. Shhhhh, baby, lemme feel you he says pulling your hips back until he was buried deep.

🖤That's all I got for now. 👉🏾👈🏾

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noroi1000 · 1 month

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❝𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮-𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐢❞ Chapter 18

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Summary: Watching the death of a person who destroys you from the inside and then being forced to kill that person yourself. This is different than suddenly finding out about death. But they both hurt the same. He would lose someone who made him feel emotionally important to someone. He didn't want Megumi to say it, but he did... He didn't want to experience loss. He didn't want to lose you. He had to take you to safety. You were the person who was his warmest ray of sunshine. So... Don't dare they put finger of you...

"Is it polite to break into someone's house? Megumi?" He hummed in a sing-song voice. "Nope... After all, I'm the villain here, right? Am I the villain for you?"

"You-!"

"It's me! Hello everyone! First-year teacher at Jujutsu High School, Gojo Satoru!" He bowed dramatically." So, shall we start?"

"Don't play like a clown!"

"Aww... Megumi, you are hurting me. Didn't you say I was crazy? Why don't you let me play one?" He clapped his hands with a smile.

"(l/n) is here?" Itadori asked, looking at his sensei, who was still smiling.

"Didn't Megumi tell you everything? I understand you didn't believe him right away."

"Sensei...!"

"I don't know who you're talking about. There is no (l/n)."

Itadori almost sighed with relief when he heard the white-haired man's words.

Fushiguro must have been wrong! It was impossible for you to live! Gojo-sensei would never do that!

"There's only (y/n)-chan." He said it suddenly, running his thumb over his jaw.

Itadori's body froze when he heard this.

Gojo-sensei never lied. And now he confirmed what Fushiguro told them? How could this be possible?

It's...

His eyes were wide, and his mouth was slightly open.

"If you asked about (y/n) right away, I would tell you right away that she's here. Why should I hide it any longer if you already know?" He said, walking slowly on the sand. "Besides, she doesn't have that name anymore. I can ask her to be Gojo at any time. And she will."

"Why?!"

"Because according to everything that exists, she's dead. She voluntarily gave up the name she once had last year."

"Why are you forcing her to do this?!" the girl screamed. "You can't treat her like that!"

"I'm not treating her badly. And also, I'm not forcing her to do anything. She's here of her own free will. She wants to be here. I'm not forcing her to do anything. That's why we're here together."

"And what about this?! You keep her here, away from the world! She has no one here! You want to show that she's dead! You make her want to be here! You show that there is no world outside you! You're crazy!"

"Nobara, I didn't expect you to think of me that way..." he groaned.

He took off his glasses and put them in the pocket of his white shirt.

"You can't treat her like that!"

Suddenly, the nails flew towards him and stopped in front of his body, stopping through his infinity.

"Kugisaki!" the pink-haired man was surprised by the girl's sudden behavior.

"Look carefully. This isn't the Gojo he used to be!" She said it with a loud voice before snapping her fingers. "Hairpin!"

"Oh! I forgot that you are all strong! I'm sorry, but I stopped paying attention to the surroundings of other sorcerers when I had to teach the next first-years." he said with the same expression he had at the beginning.

He stared at the large nail of cursed energy driven into his indestructible barrier.

Even a hairpin doesn't do anything to Infinity. This should get in like a normal barrier. But now it doesn't work! Infinity is not an ordinary barrier!

"You said I'm not the same Gojo? I'm the same. I just realized something."

"What?" Fushiguro summoned his divine dog to stand behind him.

"From a certain moment two years ago, I wanted to protect (y/n) at all costs and keep her away from me. I realized that I wouldn't be able to do this while she was a sorcerer and developing. At some point, she wouldn't be in school anymore. And with this technique, she will definitely be sent on more dangerous missions. I couldn't be with her all the time. That's why, when I saw her in the forest, unconscious and weak, I thought I had failed. I promised to protect her. And it was all because she was a sorcerer." He shook his head from side to side with a small smile.

He reached for the girl's nails and tossed them back to her carefully.

"Don't waste your nails that you can use to fight curses."

This wasn't a trick or a scam.

This was real behavior.

"I can only protect her completely here. She is always with me, and even without me, nothing will happen to her here. I also realized that she is the person I want to live close to."

"Did you know she was your student?" The dark-haired man growled.

"I know." He sighed. "I just wanted to protect her and take care of her. But the longer she was with me... For the first time, I felt that someone genuinely cared about me... Someone who would never stop smiling at me. It was a difficult decision for me, but I realized that if she had been mine, maybe life would have been more beautiful.

"Shut up! She's-!"

"She's my girlfriend. And she wants to be mine. I come home every day with the certainty that she is there and waiting for me. Without a moment of doubt, I enter the house, and I know that it is not empty. There is someone out there for me." He suddenly spoke seriously. "Maybe I've become too emotional now, but I want to show you that it's all true."

"So why doesn't she come here and tell us the truth?!"

"She sleeps. She was tired. I'd rather you don't upset her. She has forgotten that life, and when you come, she will suffer from the past."

"Don't upset her? Has she forgotten about that life? Sensei! You're the one who made her do this!" the boy with small scars shouted and swung as he ran to hit the white-haired man.

"Wah, I didn't expect this from you, Yuji. I thought only Megumi would be like that towards me." He grabbed his fist. "Tell me, Megumi, do you care about (y/n) because she reminds you of Tsumiki? At least that's what I thought."

"Shut up! Finally, tell the truth! You did it for your own good! You took her here so as not to lose someone close to you! You took her so you wouldn't have to watch her go! You did this to her so you wouldn't have to lose the person you love! So you don't have to experience the same thing again!

"Second?" Kugisaki whispered, looking at him.

Gojo's eyes widened slightly, and then he clenched his jaw.

It is not the same...

It's not the same feeling...

Watching the death of a person who destroys you from the inside and then being forced to kill that person yourself.

This is different than suddenly finding out about death.

But they both hurt the same.

If he found out about your death, he would suffer because he would never even have the opportunity to say goodbye to you.

He would lose someone who made him feel emotionally important to someone.

The trauma of losing a friend, and the despair of losing the person he fell in love with...

He didn't want Megumi to say it, but he did...

"You did it so you wouldn't have to go through the same experience as when you lost Geto Suguru!"

He snapped...

His heart was empty.

He did this. He didn't want to experience loss. He loved you. He didn't want to lose you. He had to take you to safety. The world of Jujutsu is not safe for a person like you. You were the person who was his warmest ray of sunshine.

And so...

"Don't talk as if what I went through once meant even more than it does now! You don't know it when the only person you could ever be truly close to suddenly passes away forever. And you have to kill that person! You don't know the feeling of sacrificing everything you've ever felt because it will be good for others! Just once, I want to do something just for me! If I let her come back, it would be like killing her! You know what this world does to people like her!"

Everyone backed away when they heard his scream.

"You don't think I'll ever let someone take her away from here! She's staying here, where she's safe! And as long as you're here, I'll show you that I won't let anything hurt her! Don't lay a finger on her!"

A/N I know there are references to Suguru in many of my stories.To the past. But this is a necessary part of Gojo's character. Geto - who was his moral compass - after he left made him change. Therefore, when writing about Gojo, it will always have something to do with Geto.

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moremaybank · 2 years

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hello i have a request from headcanons about being katherine pierce's little sister and klaus having a crush on you

what being katherine pierce's little sister and klaus having a crush on you would be like...

klaus masterlist

the beginning:

watching your sister be disowned from your family after having a baby out of wedlock caused your heart to break, knowing it was unfair of her to be punished for one small mistake

so, you fled to england with her, leaving your outraged family without two of their daughters in bulgaria

this leads to you and katherine to end up in a rather fancy birthday celebration for the "lord niklaus"

katherine is in awe of your potentially new social standing, taking in the sights of the party with the man of honour

whereas you are in the back corner somewhere praying to god that nobody comes to talk to you

after some time katherine approaches you saying she's ready to leave, but first she has to say goodbye to elijah. you tell her you'll wait for her outside

as you're waiting for your sister, the man of honour approaches you

"i'm afraid we haven't met," he says, his hands crossed behind his back

"that may have something to do with the fact that you've been spending all your time with my beloved sister, katerina"

“perhaps i should have been making your acquaintance instead. klaus, and you are?”

“y/n,” you reply. “y/n petrova.”

the middle:

klaus knows he is supposed to remain focused on your sister, now that he finally has the means to break his hybrid curse and embrace his true form

but he can’t stop thinking about you

your unimpressed and nonchalant demeanour when you’re around him despite his status

your appreciation for the little pleasures in life, like feeling a gush of wind through the long tresses of your hair, or chasing butterflies in the fields in hopes of getting to appreciate the beauty of one up close

your laughter, and how hearing even the smallest of giggles from you can brighten his entire day

spending time with you away from everyone and everything else frees him, he is able to let go of the notorious hybrid with evil responsibilities and just be klaus, the man striving to see your gorgeous smile any time he can

he makes a painting of you running through the fields, and the grin you give him when he gives it to you has his heart running a full on marathon

he loves picking small flowers and putting them in your hair above your ear, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb as you look up at him through your eyelashes with a blush rising onto your cheeks

he takes you out with the horses for a stroll, watching you nurture your horse and take in the sights and sounds of nature

the more time passes, the more you find yourself feeling so much more alive in klaus’ company

he understands you like no one ever has

normally the focus is always on your sister, but klaus has made it more than clear that he has big plans for you romantically

he sneaks you out to watch the stars in the night

he watches you in adoration as you catch a firefly in your hands

his heart is so full and he loves it

something he hates however is keeping his secret from you

not just the whole ‘being a vampire’ thing but his plans for your sister

he wants to tell you but he can’t risk losing you

because he knows you’ll run for the hills when you find out

and that’s exactly what happens

your sister learns of klaus’ plans and you’re infuriated when you find out

“was any of it real, klaus?”

“it was all real. i'm falling for you, y/n. please just allow me to explain,” he pleads but you’ve already run off and you don’t see him for 5 centuries

and now, the end:

you knew katherine staying in mystic falls to torture the salvatores would never lead to a positive outcome

and you were right

isobel double-crossed her and now she is in the possession of the man you swore you’d erase from your memory, and your heart

you show up at alaric’s apartment door and are met with his face

“give me my sister”

“is that really any way to greet me after more than 500 years? you look ravishing by the way,” he says, his signature smirk plastered on his lips

“you’re right, it’s been over 500 years and I haven’t asked you or gone to you for a single damn thing. so give me my sister,” you argue

klaus takes a step closer to you

“fine. i will grant your sister her freedom, provided you do one thing for me.”

you cross your arms, cocking out your hip as you roll your eyes, “and what is that?”

“I have something to do right now. curses to break, all that fun stuff. but when i return, you have to be here. so i can give you what i’ve wanted to give you since 1492.”

“which is?” you ask, growing tired of his games

“a future where you have everything you want. with the man that was made for loving and cherishing you. me.”

a/n: i hope this was okay for you, love! currently working on the requests in my inbox right now, but feel free to send in more! don’t forget to like and reblog, that way i know you guys are liking the content i'm out!

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fox-daddy · 10 months

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1 am ramblings;

The body of the fool and half the heart of a magician (au? An mc story? Both?)

This is an idea I've had ever since I started playing Asra's route back in 2019 however have only spent more time messing with it recently. Looking at scenes from Asra and Nadia's route it has been messing with my mind once again. What else am I supposed to do at 1am? Sleep?

I'm dubbing it an au because I don't think it's really what happened but I like to pretend it is for Kyle my main MC purely as extra spice. You're more than welcome to use it for your MC since it doesn't really effect MC's past at all. So let's start at the beginning with MC dead and the ritual in full swing.

The way the devil wanted it to go is the fool had agreed to give their body up to a human for the chance of a new beginning, feeding into their major arcana as the fool. So the devil would give Lucio the body of the fool, fully expecting the fool to overpower him and gain a free human form while he could control the materal world. Merging it and the arcanic realms and ruling over it. His fool plan. To give the arcana more power.

However, the fool being sneaky never said which human they would give their body to. Having a plan with the magician set up behind the devil's back. Not only for a way for the magician to help Asra but also the fool.

During the ritual the magician said they knew how to bring MC back for half Asra's heart but was only telling Asra half the truth. They couldn't but they knew who could. Since one cannot offer someone else's soul without permission as seen in reversed Nadia's ending. So it's easy to assume this also works with someone else's body. Both belong to someone else after all, you can't offer something you don't own.

While they were making the deal with Asra the fool slipped away finding MC between the border of life and death being freshly killed their spirit was still left. So the fool made a deal with MC.

They would bring MC back by giving MC their body and magic in return for being able to live inside MC. This means being able to see, feel, taste everything MC does. To feel the deepest sadness to the strongest love. Something a major arcana like them could never understand. But something the fool wanted to understand.

Before I go on why doesn't MC have a mark?

Simple, they do! But unlike Asra, Nadia, Julian the mark is the magic itself. The mark of the deal is the fools magic their own aura is the mark. If you go off the chakra idea Mc's mark is above their head, not physically on their body. So looking for it on their body is never going to work. Because the mark manifested as their aura of infinite colours.

Why does the fool need half Asra's heart? Simply put it if the fool used their heart it would overwhelm Mc immediately causing the fool to take control over the body. Since the fool's deal is to being Mc back their bound by their own chains causing the body to go catatonic as the fool has no power to control Mc. They didn't agree for the fool to come back after all.

The solution is to use half Asra's heart to keep Mc grounded enough to not be immediately overwhelmed by the fools magic and body, to use Asra as an anchor. As Mc grows a stronger foundation of who they are they can tap into this power more and regain more memories without relying on Asra as an anchor as much.

The headaches being a warning their not ready yet, like how a magician gets weak if they start using too much magic. If they push it too far they start to lose themselves to the fool. Their body taking on that of the fool as they lose the ability to function due to the fools deal. Making Mc unable to recognize their own hands because they no longer look like their hands.

So in this au the pomegranate juice only helped break Lucio's deal not fully break it like Asra thinks. However the devil makes up for this by tricking Mc into leaving their body letting Lucio have it, filling his part and then just needing Lucio to full his part the requirement of his blood. The pomegranate wasn't what truly broke the ritual and the magician knows this. Having this to say when Mc wonders if the same trick would work again.

So where is the fools heart? In the middle of their realm. To keep the fools heart safe only two people have access to the fools realm. The fool and scout.

So quick question who the f is scout? Well like the lovers theirs two bodies on the fools card. The fool and their dog warning them of danger.

Scout is the fool just as much as Mc is. Which is how the realm didnt fall apart with the absence of the fool, because it still had a fool to rule over it.

This au also says we get a glance at the fools realm early on in Asra's route in a paid scene. When Mc and Asra explore his oasis an oasis designed to be able to connect to anywhere in the arcanic realms as a reminder.

It's never rained in Asra's oasis. They don't say 'this hasn't happened in years' but 'that's never happened before' I doubt Asra never took Mc into their gate before the plague with them both being powerful magicians.

That is the entrance to the fools domain in this au. If Asra and Mc climbed down they would enter the fools domain leaving Asra's oasis where it never rains.

Why does it show itself? With Mc in the arcanic realms it senses the fools magic, it can sense Mc and since Mc isn't focused on going to a major arcana like the magician or the high priestess and at this point Mc isn’t fighting something like the tower it reveals itself to them.

But hey that's just a theory, A GAME THEORY!

Jokes aside what do you think of this au? I tend to keep au's as close to cannon as I can. Even if the au itself is self indulgent.

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White Crow Part 1

A/N: This is part one of my Felix redemption arc I am starting! Sorry for taking so long to post it on Tumblr too

What if Regina took Felix's heart instead of Pan?

Summary:

Felix, Peter Pan's right hand man was given a second chance to live in an orphanage. With a strange bond to Y/N he tries to reconnect to the world and find a purpose again.No matter the effort, people will think of him as a villain. He has a hard time breaking out of his cycle, hoping to become someone good that deserves a happy ending.

Felix took a sharp breath. He felt a stinging pain from inside of his chest, overwhelming him in waves as if his heart was being pressed together too tightly by the weight of his own flesh. Only that there was no such thing like a heart beating inside Felix's chest anymore.

"Now it belongs to me. You see, when you take a heart, it becomes enchanted. Stronger than a normal heart. You're not hurting the beast. You're controlling it." Regina had said when she took it from him. Felix was smart enough to tell she had copied the exact phrasing from the dark one. She had been a student of his, a good one so he was aware of, for that he never underestimated the dark queen. Besides, he never held a personal grudge towards her. After all, it was Peter who truly betrayed him, and if it was not for Y/N's idea to let the evil queen take his heart first, he would have probably died that night. Something inside him had already told him that Peter wanted to kill him, so Y/N only proved a point with that, but also made him lose the only friend he ever had. The empty feeling afterwards was enough reason to want his heart back. Felix knew that something inside him was missing, now it was even clearer to him. With it, he would have this amazing warm feeling of being free, but with an empty chest to walk around, there was not even a little spark glowing up. It would give him hope. Felix brought his hand up to his chest, just to check one more time for a sound of a beating. Nothing. He just felt like an empty shell. He felt no difference after tricking Pan, and maybe it was exactly that disturbing him the most. He puzzled about an eventual deeper meaning to it, assuming that he was that cold to begin with.

I killed my only friend.

"Come back!" He felt that stinging pain once more, and just like a soldier in trance he strutted all the way back through the cold forest, leaving the spring behind. He tried not to look down onto his hands, knowing that he should not expect to see anything else but red. With Peter raging about the missing heart Felix could barely fight against his magic, so he had to grab for that edgy stone. He was just glad that he was not in Henry's body anymore.

Readers P.O.V.:

The second Felix returned, Y/N's eyes widened. His face was sprinkled in blood, and his hands were fully covered with it. He had this empty look in his eyes when they met Y/N's. They instinctively searched for the most familiar face, before his eyes darted to the evil queen.

"I am done with Pan." Felix said with a deadpan face. "Now return my heart, witch."

Regina's face twitched at his tone, " And why would I do that?"

Felix pressed his teeth together, his jaws visibly tightening. For a second he just glared at her through squinted eyes, no words crossing his lips. Y/N looked over to Regina, holding his heart with a satisfied grin. It was just then that Y/N finally realized that he did not respond because he was not able to.

"Give it back to him." She said pleadingly. "Please."

Regina huffed and let her arm sink before she turned to the girl, "Are you for real? After everything you want to let him go without punishment?"

"Didn’t he suffer enough? Pan used him and tried to kill him. He has no reason to harm us!"

"Mom look, it's all red!" Henry pointed out, sharing the entreat. "He is not a villain."

Villains and heroes- good and evil. This had to mean something. At least it did to Y/N and Henry.

"If you want it to be returned so badly, do it yourself." Regina mocked with a teasing undertone. Her eyes darkened with each step towards Y/N. She grabbed for her hand and shoved Felix' heart inside it. The girl widened her eyes and darted her eyes down to her hand, then back to Regina, shaking her head in disbelief.

"All you have to do is push it inside his chest."

Y/N locked eyes with the second in command who gave her the same startled expression. His heart was pulsating hot against Y/N's fingertips, reminding her with every pump that she had the ultimate power over him. She could make him do whatever she wanted, but with each second holding it, she was overwhelmed by strong emotions coming from it and flooding her mind.

She approached the boy in a trance like state, not once breaking eye contact. Felix looked at her in anticipation once she came to halt in front of him.

"Please." Felix whispered impatiently, slightly leaning forwards. "Give me back my heart and I promise-"

He stopped his sentence with a painful growl when Y/N interrupted him by pushing his heart back inside his chest. The pain came in waves, stinging him behind his eyes down to his toes, worse than having it ripped out in the first place. Felix felt his knees weaken, but he was not ready to show weakness, so he pressed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth while he fought against his own body.

A few seconds later the pain disappeared completely, instead, there was this slow and steady pumping of his heartbeat. Felix reached for his chest and opened his eyes. A short glimpse of Y/N was enough to fasten the rhythm, overwhelming him like waves. Felix did expect strong emotions when he got his heart back, but never had he pictured anything warm like this.

"Let's go back." She said and rubbed her arms. Felix looked up into the sky. It was snowing. Back in Regina's house, Felix sat motionless on the staircase, letting Y/N clean the blood off of his hands.

"Why are you doing this? I can do this myself. " He suddenly said and glanced over to her. The girl stopped and looked back, feeling somewhat caught. She had questioned herself all the time what was running through his head, and if he felt forced to end it like this. If Felix wanted to talk about it, he probably would do it on his own, there was no need to bother him further. Giving him some space now would be smart

Y/N rose and just as she started to walk off, she felt him grab her wrist.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I'd like some help." He said timidly, letting go of his gentle grip. Y/N gave him a faint of a smile, sitting back down beside him and grabbed for the wet towel once more.

"Thank you." Felix smiled back, showing her a rare sight. He looked so innocent when he showed her his dimples.

"I think your idea of letting the evil queen take my heart worked. It turned out Peter did want to use it and kill me. You saved my life."

"I am just glad Henry got his body back before you… you-"

"Smashed his head? With a rock? If you want to ask me how I did it, don't fret."

Y/N swallowed hard. She painted herself a picture of the act, and could not help but feel sorry for Peter. With scarce resources of magic, Peter had no chance against this giant of a boy.

"How do you feel?" She then asked and placed his hand on his. Such an innocent move of hers, but it made Felix feel the heat rise in his face. Her touch was warm and gentle, he did not mind it at all, the opposite, Felix liked it. He looked at her and she found herself drawn into his gaze, unable to look away. She did not see a monster in him like the others. When the boy suddenly smiled at her, Y/N could not help but smile back.

"So where else should he go?" They suddenly overheard the adults obviously talk about Felix in the other room, caughting their attention, so they both exchanged a look filled with curiosity, before they decided to investigate. Stepping inside, everyone in the room went silent, darting their eyes into the direction of the intruders. The adults looked at them not for long before returning completely unbothered back to their discussion.

"We can't let him go to Neverland or else he will start plotting something." Regina grumbled with crossed arms in front of her chest. She clearly talked about Felix. David and Hook were on her side, nodding in agreement.

"Aye." The captain said with a glare towards the boy, "That shall be unwise. Who knows what he could be up to there."

"We could let him live with us in storybrooke." Snow chimed in and stepped forwards.

"Sure.'' We just play happy family." Hook said sarcastically and put on a fake smile. The second in command moved his eyes into the pirate's direction without turning his head, the annoyance written all over his face. "There is already no space for all of us."

"We can't keep them here, that's true." Emma agreed with Hook on this, pressing her brows together in a serious manner.

"What else do you have in mind?" Y/N chimed in, after all it was also her they needed to find shelter for. She looked up to Felix, waiting for him to speak up as well. He said no words but seemed to be intrigued by the conversation. In the end they had no choice but to comply after everything they did.

"I suggested the orphanage, where the rest of the lost boys were put up." Regina answered. That was the second Felix face started twitching, obviously not being fond of the idea. Still, no word crossed his lips. Y/N on the other hand tried to stay optimistic, after all, how bad could it be?

"We can't!" Emma's voice shrill through the room. "We protected them to be save from Felix!"

"You act as if he is vile and untamed!" Y/N glared at her. Felix felt his heart warming up when she defended him, well aware that she had witnessed him back on Neverland. He had treated the lost boys cruelly and barely showed mercy. No matter how much he told himself that it was Pan, it would always remain to be a lie.

"I don't trust a teenager that almost killed my son-"

"He helped you protect Henry!" Y/N interrupted. "If you put him in an orphanage you might as well put me in there!"

"So be it." Hook said with a shrug. He could not stand anyone from Neverland, not even Y/N. The pirate was convinced that not Pan himself was the source of evil, but rather the island itself. Felix had once mentioned that Hook liked to name them "the offspring of madness". The further away he was from them the better. Y/N waited for the others to say a word, but it seemed like the argument was over with that. An orphanage it would be. The girl looked over to Felix, but he was already staring at her. His face said nothing, Y/N could not read it like that. How much she wished she could.

Felix's P.O.V.:

With this clattering swaying of the car, Felix feared that this short drive would be the end of him. Y/N next to him did not look less terrified, shortly exchanging a look with him before she would look away again. His eyes darted down to her hands on the seat, and he longed to touch her hands once more, hold her and assure her that he would make sure everything was okay. On the other hand he had never been really close to her back on Neverland, rather seemed to avoid her instead. He knew that Pan loved games and that he would play with her too, so getting close to her was never an option before. Felix had to admit that the small gesture of her taking his hand earlier showed him how badly he had Felix gentle touches. Everyone around him saw him as the bad guy, so it was probably something he would not receive so quickly.

Perhaps, but eventually he had the chance to prove himself now, to show Y/n and the others that he can change and be a better person. Neverland was the past, and there was nothing holding him back, opening new possibilities for a better life. Felix wanted to change and become a better person, so he knew that he had to keep the girl safe from anyone that might cause trouble in their new start.

"Thanks for helping me back there." Felix whispered into Y/N's direction, trying to make him inaudible as possible for David. He did not want to show him his weakness.

"I wish I could help you sooner. That must have hurt." She whispered back.

"had it worse." he chuckled and leaned back into his seat. There was no way back, so Felix tried to stay optimistic. Y/N did not say anything in response, so they sat in silence as they drove down the road. At the arrival Felix stiffened up before he got out of the car. The building reminded him of a high castle, combined with the aesthetics of a church. Y/N by his side did not look less nervous. Still, he was glad to have her by his side. Felix was not fond of the idea to move into an orphanage with all the boys back from Neverland. No one liked him for good reasons. After what Henry told him, Felix came to the realization that all this time he had been a villain, and that there was no space for evil in this world, his fate being a life with no happy ending. It did not matter how hard it would be, the former lost boy wanted to be good. To do that, he needed to prove that he was no danger and that there was more than violence leading him on. Even if he would straight up apologize to the former lost boys, he strongly doubted that any of them would accept him or spend time with him. Felix used to be on his own back in Neverland, so what had changed? Why did he need to prove something and to whom? The heroes? Y/N? He took another glance at her, asking himself why she stood up for him. She had never been close to him on Neverland, barely talked to him before, but now he was fascinated with the girl. Maybe he did want to convince her especially after she even made it possible to prove himself.

"I told the staff to have a close eye on you." David spoke to Felix as the boy stepped out of the car. "Make trouble and you're in a less comfortable facility. I am talking about supervised living. It won't give you the freedom you're being granted right now. "

Felix replied with a resistant nod. He was far too tired to force a smile and even if he did, the man would know that it was a lie. He turned to get his backpack from the backseat and faced the old building. It was a huge estate with huge towers and many windows, clean from the outside besides some toys laying on the grass. There were the sounds of chickens nearby that must belong to the house. It was welcoming and less scary than Felix had imagined.

"Do you hear that?" Y/N said with a smile, closing her eyes for a second. "I hope there are more animals."

"Maybe they do." Felix gave back and raised his brows, leading the way up to the doorsteps of that building. "Maybe they have sheep or goats."

"What about sheep AND goats!"

He nodded and faced the door to knock, heavy and loud, maybe a little too loud. They waited a moment, then another one and another, until Y/N lifted her hand to knick again. Just as her knuckles were about to touch the wood, the door was finally being opened. The people behind the door were two gaunt nuns, none of them showed any efforts to properly greet them or make them feel welcome in their new home.

"You," One of them pointed at Felix. "Boys section."

"And you," The other one said with a voice naturally softer than the other one's. "Girls section."

Inside the building Felix immediately got separated from Y/N to be escorted to his new room. He had to walk up a large staircase and left down the hallway, and Y/N followed a staircase opposite to the other one, vanishing out of the boy's sight.

"That's it." The nun who escortes him said disdainfully, her meager finger pointing towards the wooden door. "Don't expect much."

Felix looked down into her wrinkled face. She was an old, scanty, time worn woman, ghoulish with pale skin and gray eyes, colder than his own. Her teeth were yellow with brown stains, and given away the scent of coffee, Felix assumed she drank it regularly. With that, she turned, slowly shuffling wearlily down the hallway. Felix already could not stand her, wondering if those emotions came naturally or if there was more than a simple bias behind it. Nevertheless this nun was an unpleasant woman. Opening the door, Felix followed her advice and kept his expectations low. The room was kept simple: There was a bed in the corner with a desk next to it, right underneath the window, a mirror next to the door and a dresser parallel to the bed. Much space left. If Felix owned something personal, he would see it as space to embellish it, but now it was just an empty space.

Felix stepped in and sat down onto his bed. He could not look into the mirror. Not yet. Not after what he had done to Peter Was there true obedience with a heart being under control, or was there not a single move coming from himself? Felix was not sure if he wanted to do this, but in the end he killed his only friend. Did Peter trust him like Felix had trusted him? Now there was no way of telling anymore, so he needed a way to go past this, just like with all the other nasty things he did back on Neverland.

Felix did not see Y/N again until dinner, but by that time she was sitting close to Wendy. Felix was surprised to see the girl here as well, but questioned it not any further. Where else should she be? When she first saw him, the Darling girl froze. It was like her whole body told him to stay away- so he did. While he ate, she seemed to notice his gaze, so she avoided looking in Felix's direction all together. He could not help himself but felt disappointed that Y/N was not accompanying him, but it was understandable that she craved female companions after all. The boy would try to talk to her the next day, noticing how all the boys around him stiffened up and tried to keep their heads to themselves- just like on Neverland. Felix did not like that. He had never felt lonelier, knowing that there was not a single person to talk to. With the mood that bad, Felix decided not to bother any of the others with their presence, swaying onto his feet before leaving the room. Just as he was about to turn and leave, someone stretched out their leg, causing Felix to trip and Fall into the ground. During the sudden crash Felix bit harshly onto his lip and he could feel a small amount of blood mixing with his saliva. When he heard a quiet chuckle, Felix turned around and looked at the boy that had caused him to fall and bite himself. The boy was his age, not much shorter than Felix, golden locks and piercing blue eyes. With those angular cheeek bones Felix felt like looking at someone relative. The pretty boy wore a smug grin and looked down at Felix in full contempt. Felix's eyes burned in anger at the taste of his own blood, picturing a million ways to get revenge. It was not worth it, Felix thought, it only would bring him trouble. Raising to his feet once more he wiped off the blood and glared at the other boy before he walked off. This was not worth a fight, especially in front of the others. Sooner or later he would receive a payback, and the former lost boy never forgot a face, especially not if the other looked quite similar to himself. On the way back to his room, Felix crossed ways with the nun from earlier again. By listening to the conversations at the table he had learned that her name was sister Tilda.

"Have we been in a fight, mr.?" She stated so scornfully, raising her spare eyebrows in a judging manner.

"No I haven't, someone pushed me-" The nun shook her head and kept walking past him. This was useless. All they saw was Pan's pav dog, not a person. They had made their mind up to him and now he was stuck with this impression until he had the chance to prove him otherwise.. He had no idea how to do that, so Felix felt hopeless and frustrated. Laying down onto his bed he contemplated his regrets. During the first night, Felix was constantly tormented by gruesome nightmares. It was as if there was something that was ought to get him, haunting him even when he opened his eyes back open again. Rethinking his life, he came to conclusions that living on Neverland had been a nightmare and Peter Pan was made of them, just like a greenish personification of the devil. Felix hated himself for sticking to him until the very last moment. It gave him the realization that he never had a true friend after all, everything was shallow and built on lies. Felix had no one but himself. He needed to see Y/N again and ask her why she saved him and why she thought he was worth being saved. After all it was her who even thought about him and created a plan, using all her energy to convince the other heroes to help. She must have had a reason for her actions, doubtful she acted on sympathy alone. The next day she went into the city along with Wendy, so Felix kept his distance. He wandered through the corridors, exploring the building when he suddenly crossed the boy from the day before, the one who caused him to trip. Felix wanted to beat him up, show him his place, but he knew that this would be a ticket to get thrown out immediately, far away from Y/N. It was reason enough to care

"So you're the leader of those dirty savages?" He asked with a disgusted expression plastered over his neat face.

"No." Felix shook his head with a deadpan face. "Peter Pan is dead."

Jimmy scoffed and tilted his head. "Wouldn't that make you the leader?"

"No." Felix said again.

"So you're just a savage loser like the rest of you newbies?" He looked disgusted up and down, scanning every little detail. "Your face sure kissed a blender."

Felix felt his blood rise and he gritted his teeth, trying to control himself from not jumping at his throat right away. There was this strong urge to just throw him into the ground and choke the boy until his face turned blue. What a pleasant daydream. He had done worse to boys for even mentioning his scar, but after some time he learned to restrain himself. Not now. Not here. Felix was above this, way too smart and cunning to be tricked into violence like that, not after years being teased by lost boys that tried to get a reaction.

"Dude what is your problem? Have you ever been in a fight? How about you let your fists talk?" Felix gave back snarkily.

"Why should I go down to your level? You will see, sooner or later the nuns will throw you out either way. Some animals just can't be tamed. You newbies are a pest and if it were up to me they should have never let you in that easily. "

"Ah," Felix said with a smirk. "Lost boys can be little devils. Are they giving you nightmares?"

The blonde boy yanked his head away, rolling his eyes and wiping some of his curls behind his ear. "Pathetic to assume any of you would scare us first-arrivals!"

"Because mommy's early abandonment was traumatizing enough already?" Felix chuckled out. The boy gritted his teeth and formed his hands into fists, giving Felix the impression to be attacked any second, so he got in position himself.

"I'll have you out of here quicker than you can think. Wait for it." The boy snarled and gave him a dirty look before he would leave the direction he came from. After the boy stormed off, Felix returned to his room, taking an afternoon nap. When the boy woke up again, he was surrounded by darkness. Searching for the switch of the nightlight, he turned it on, darting his eyes to the watch on the wall. It was past ten already, so he had overslept the dinner and his chance to talk to Y/N again. Felix heard his stomach growling and seconds later he felt a wave of hunger pulling painfully inside him.

"Shut up already!" Felix whispered to himself as he sneaked through the corridors and heard his stomach rumbling again. Inside the kitchen Felix was surprised to still see some light on, and he prepared for an excuse to be in the kitchen, when he suddenly froze in place.

"What are you doing here?"

"Same question." Felix gave back startled, but inside he was happy to meet no one else but Y/N. She looked tired, still she kept doing the dishes.

"Wendy has a headache. It's our turn to clean up."

Y/N stood in front of a pile of dishes, no wonder why she was still awake. Felix stepped closer, grabbing a towel to help without saying anything. It was not needed and he would not even let her fight him on this. Fortunately she said nothing against his presence, instead she let out a small, satisfied hum. This reaction warmed him from deep within his chest after such a rough day.

"What happened to your face?" She asked worriedly and touched his chin. Felix never wanted this to stop.

"I fell." He lied, not wanting to admit that he made an enemy on his first day. It was not like this was on Felix though, there was no reason for the other boy to simply hate him just because he was from Neverland. There had to be more behind it, or else he would treat the girls the same way.

"Be careful." She said out warmly, a soft smile forming on her face.

"I will." He gave back, and with that she removed her hand, making him miss her touch in an instant. Since she returned his heart to him, being with her felt like a dream. Maybe he had created a weird connection to her, or the evil queen enchanted him, or perhaps, this was all just in his head. Nevertheless, her company suddenly started to make him feel nervous like never before, making him believe he was sick or some sort.

"Have you slept well?" Y/N then asked, continuing to wash the dirty plates. "I have looked for you, but sister Edith chased me out of your room and the boy corridor."

Felix giggled at the picture of that, but at the same time he was surprised that Y/N looked after him.

"I felt pretty tired after everything that happened. I am pretty hungry too."

"There is some roasted chicken and potatoes in the fridge."

Felix nodded thankfully, interrupting his assistance for a moment as he warmed himself a plate from the previous dinner. When he was done eating, Y/N had finished cleaning up. She reached for his plate at last while he grabbed a towel and dried the plates.

"Thanks."

"I am the one that should be forever thankful for what you did for me." Felix said, looking over to her. "I just wanted to ask you why you were willing to help me. Everyone thinks I am too dangerous."

Y/N chuckled lightly, shaking her head. It made Felix impatient for her response. "I saw that he only used you when all you wanted was a friend. " She replied and stepped closer to him. He had the urge to just grab her and embrace her in his arms, to tell her how happy he was to have met her and how scared he really was to die. Instead, he looked down at the girl, his eyes glued onto her as he waited for her to continue. Suddenly they both heard some footsteps nearby, so Felix took a step back, curiously watching the door. No one entered, but the motions in the hallway made Felix uneasy enough to return to his room. He had enough troubles for the start.

"Have you seen the chicken yet?" Y/N asked before he could even make the choice to leave. She ignored the footsteps altogether. Felix shook his head.

"Franklin showed them to me. You should meet him, he was very kind and maybe you will find a new friend."

"I will think about it if I meet him."

"I haven't seen him at dinner, so maybe he roams around, too."

Felix did not know who Franklin was, what he looked like or what age he was, but for a second Felix felt a sting when hearing that name a second time. He lied to himself that it had to something else than jealousy. He listened to the sounds behind the door. The footsteps walked past them, but they were too fast for a nun, too many, so the boy assumed it must be the other kids. Maybe even Franklin.

It made Felix feel uneasy. He had no intention to meet the others again or learn to know new faces, so he was glad that Y/N suggested he go outside. Felix rather went out into the cold than get into another uncomfortable situation. The boy finally managed to relax after a long evening, smiling down at Y/N as he followed.

Just as they were to leave the house, Wendy suddenly entered. When she saw Y/N she stopped and stared, her smile quickly fading as he moved them to her side.

"Y/N-" At the sight of Felix she made a horrified face, and he read it as a "shit, not him."

"Wendy-" He started and she widened her eyes, bending her head cautiously aside.

"You should rot in hell. This is not what you deserve after Hell-land." She used his short gap to speak first. She quickly hushed past both of them, not giving Felix any chance to talk.

"She never told me why she hated you so much." Y/N followed the girl with her eyes until she vanished upstairs in the hallway.

"Because I was one of the people that kept her from her family." Felix suggested an idea, looking down at the former lost girl.

"She doesn't hate Devin or the other boys."

"Truth be told, most of them were just harmless morons."

With that he turned and left the building, quickly followed by Y/N. Outside it was freezing and without proper clothes they just took a quick peak around the house, assuming the animals were fed by someone. With a quick glance they saw that there were indeed some goats. It was too cold to stay any longer, so both decided to go inside quickly. On the way back Felix was surprised to see Devin. He remembered him well, so he raised his hand to wave. The boy froze at the sight of him, eyes widened in disbelief. He did not look pleased to see the former second at all. Just like Wendy.

"I really hoped he had killed you." Devin said, his eyes wandered up and down. With that he turned on his heels as if he changed his mind and walked back where he came from. Felix stood and stared. He was silent for a moment before he shook his head and turned to Y/N.

"I think I will head back to my room." He said dryly.

Y/N said nothing but she did not have to. Her eyes were full of disappointment, as if she did not want him to go. Felix did not want to leave her like that, not that soon, but it was late and even though he had slept the whole day he still felt tired and drained. Besides, he could not bear facing any of the other boys right now.

"Can I give you something before you go?" Y/N suddenly said as Felix was about to leave. He looked at her expectantly and gave her a confirming nod before he walked behind her to her room. When they arrived it took her only a few moments to receive a small paper bag with some black fabric inside.

"I saw it and thought about you. It was always warm in Neverland so I thought you would need something warmer." She smiled at him while giving him the bag.

"Thank you." Felix showed his teeth while smiling. He had never received a gift before.

#ouat felix #ouat felix x reader

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softxsuki · 2 years

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Hello there!

May I request an urgent oneshot/Drabble with sugawara who helps gn!reader get their thoughts together because they were stressing about their financial issues? They’ve also had family problems with their parents before but the financial issues was their breaking point. They feel lonely and anxious 24/7 and feels like their life is falling apart.

I apologize for this little rant! Also feel free to write headcanons instead if you’d like!!

Thank you in advance.

Sugawara Helps Reader Through Their Financial Issues

Pairing: Sugawara x Gn!Reader

Warnings: Financial issues, crying, kisses :)

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: In which you have been struggling financially for a while now and finally open up to your boyfriend, Sugawara, with your issues, which he thankfully helps you figure out a solution for :D

[A/N: Hey! Thanks for sending in an urgent request and trusting me to write it for you. I wasn't sure to what extent you wanted to to write the financial issue for, so I kinda just made something up. I hope that's okay, and I hope this helps you feel better <3. Times are tough now-a-days, things are so expensive and that can definitely become very stressful, especially if you're dealing with everything alone. I wish you nothing but the best and hopefully things get better for you <3 Take care!]

Living on your own was a lot more difficult than you anticipated it to be. Your own issues seemed to pile onto your shoulders, getting heavier and heavier as the years passed by. From the issues you had with your parents to your current financial issues that you thought would resolve over time, eventually you hit your breaking point. Paying bills, groceries, gas, and all the other fees in your life that needed funds to be paid for–you were wearing thin on money after struggling financially for a while. Worry settled in the pit of your stomach, anxious whether you’d be able to eat next week or even have a roof over your head in a month’s time.

You had decided to move out on your own after issues with your parents became unbearable. Of course not having your parent’s support was rough, but you thought this would be a new beginning for yourself–a fresh new chapter in your life that would mean the end of most of your stresses. So seeing the stack of bills on your counter that you couldn’t afford to pay, along with a list of all your other expenses for the week, broke you.

You had been struggling but managing to just barely get through each month for a few months now, but this month proved to be a lot harder on your wallet, which was already wearing thin.

You sigh for the nth time, shoving your face into your hands hoping you could just rub your eyes and wake up in a better situation. Why was adulting so difficult? Why was living so expensive? Why did you have to struggle so much? You had so many questions about your situation, yet so few answers.

Life felt lonely, you didn’t have the funds to leisure around and hangout with friends–that became too expensive and you couldn’t afford a day of pampering as much as you wish you could. You felt bad that you couldn’t chip in on dates with your boyfriend, Sugawara, even though he’d never let you pay for dinner (or anything for that matter) whenever you were out with him.

As sweet, loving, and caring as Sugawara was, you couldn’t find it in you to drag him through your troubles. As much as you wanted to confide your problems in him and just cry in his arms, you didn’t want to be a burden to him. You know Sugawara would drop everything in a second to help you out financially, and for months you didn’t want him doing that for you, but you were beginning to lose hope that things would get better for you financially, so you invited him over.

As much as you didn’t want to tell him, you desperately needed help or any advice, and your boyfriend was the only one who you knew would help you out and listen to your worries. He was always there for you through everything, including your issues that you had with your parents.

A knock at your door broke you out of your thoughts–Sugawara was here. Only knocking to let you know he was here so that he wouldn’t startle you by barging in suddenly, he uses the spare key you gave him and enters your home.

His shining eyes and beautiful smile fill your heart as he closes the door behind him and comes to join you at the kitchen counter.

“Hey darling,” he greets and kisses you quickly, wrapping you in his embrace.

Your own arms find their way around his torso as you remain sitting on the counter stool, “Hi baby.”

Sugawara takes a seat beside you and takes your hand in his, rubbing soothing circles onto the back of your hand. He takes in your appearance–disheveled hair, puffy eyes, dark circles around your eyes, and the very apparent frown on your face.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He koo’s lifting your chin up so you would look at him instead of staring blankly at the kitchen counter.

You sigh again, hating how needy and pathetic you were about to sound. You desperately wished you could turn back now, but Sugawara could clearly see something was wrong with you, so there was no way you could lie and say you were okay now.

“I-” you pause at the way your voice already begins to shake, so you clear your throat, “I’m having a bit of a hard time at the moment…”

Still holding your hand, Sugawara turns to face you and encourages you to continue.

You point at the pile of bills that have been haunting you for a few weeks now, “They just keep piling up. I can’t afford to pay them off. I’m scared, Koshi…I’m lost, I feel lonely–I don’t know what to do anymore. I could very well wind up on the streets in a few weeks if I don’t figure this out, but I just feel stuck!”

Hot tears flow freely from your eyes as you finally get your worries off your chest and the weight of your problems feels even more real now that you’ve verbally acknowledged them to someone.

“I’m sorry,” you cry, roughly wiping your tears away, “I don’t mean to throw my issues onto you. I just don’t know what else to do!”

Sugawara calmly reaches for the hand that is roughly wiping at your face and replaces it with his gentle touch that softly wipes the tears that continue to fall from your eyes.

“It’s okay, you’re okay Y/N. I’m right here,” he says in a hushed voice, trying to calm you down, “Thank you for telling me. I’m your boyfriend and I love you so much, so your issues are my issues. Please never go this long dealing with things on your own. We’re a team, we solve these kinds of things together.”

“I know, I just didn’t want to seem like a gold-digger who’s after your money or something. I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

“I know you inside and out baby, nothing you say or do could ever make me think badly about you, and you most definitely are not a burden to me. I want you to feel comfortable letting me in on these issues that you go through. It feels good helping the person I love through these sorts of things. That’s what I’m here for.”

You take in your boyfriend’s words and nod your head, allowing him to embrace you in his arms as you continue to cry out all your worries.

A few minutes pass and thankfully you feel a lot better now that Sugawara is aware of your situation–you feel a lot less lonely and become hopeful that perhaps there is a good solution to your financial issues.

“Okay, as for your biggest expenses, which are your living expenses, we can take care of that right now by you living with me. I was going to ask you to live with me soon anyway. I mean…I love you, you love me–I don’t see why we shouldn’t just live together,” he explains confidently after looking over your list of expenses.

“Are you sure that’s okay? I can’t really afford to help out with rent or anything at the moment,” you sigh, going over the money you currently had in your bank account, “But that would help a great deal, and I’d love to live with you.”

Waking up each morning with Sugawara by your side sounded wonderful. All the depressing moments you felt while being alone would completely vanish.

“Of course it’s okay. I wasn’t planning on asking you to pay rent anyway. I can manage all our expenses with no issues, so there’s nothing for you to worry about. Allow me to take care of you, of us” he assures you.

You think it over and look around your home, more than ready to say goodbye to the place you had cried yourself to sleep so many nights and stressed out all on your own for months. Maybe moving out would be progressive to your mental health?

“Alright. Then I guess I could use the money I have left to pay the rest of the bills that I owe for living here and then I’ll tell the landlord that I’m ready to move out,” you give in, now excited about moving in with your boyfriend–maybe this would be a true new chapter in your life that will change things around for the better.

“Orrrr, I can pay these off for you, have you move in with me, and we can talk about grocery expenses and all that another time,” he cheekily smiles at you.

“No, these expenses are mine from living here so I’ll pay them off. I’ll explain things to the landlord, maybe they’ll allow me a bit of time to slowly pay everything off, and I’ll move out straight away so they can start making money off of someone else for living here!”

There was no way you were throwing your bills onto Sugawara for him to sort out on his own when they were your responsibility. Having him offer you a roof over your head was way more than you could ever ask for.

“Fine. But please come to me first, straight away whenever you have any problems at all, okay?”

“Deal!” You agree, not wanting to have to go through anything alone again now that you’d be living with your boyfriend. “You know just a few minutes ago, I felt like my life was quickly falling apart, yet you managed to pick up all my crumbling pieces and glue them back together so quickly. Words can’t even begin to describe how grateful I am to have you with me Koshi…”

“Mmm they do say actions speak louder than words baby,” he hums while leaning in to peck you on the lips, “Having you living with me where I’ll be able to hold you and be with you all the time is more than enough repayment. I’m the happiest man in the world right now, you have no idea.”

“Yeah, well I’m feeling extremely lucky right now as well. Thank you, for helping me,” you say shyly, feeling a lot lighter than you did before Sugawara arrived.

“Anytime, darling. I’d do anything to make sure you’re happy and healthy. I can’t wait to start this new chapter in our lives together.”

The next few days were very busy, with you moving your things out of your old place and into Sugawara’s place–your new shared home. And though there were still a few financial issues you had to work your way through, at least you had someone to help you through them. You weren’t alone, and that in itself was a huge relief. Things were going to be okay, and your financial issues would definitely clear up as time passed by, and it was all thanks to Sugawara, even though he’d thank your resilience for getting you through each day. He’ll be sure to take care of you from now on.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 8/2/2022

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the-king-and-the-druidess · 6 months

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I was nowhere near ready when all it ended

Arthur didn't have time to build the Albion he dreamed of. He died in the prime of life. Morgana didn't have power to bring back the Old Ways. She died strangely and as if by accident, confident that nothing would break her; not caring until the very end when the enchanted iron had already pierced her, not realising that this was the end. She was left lying in the woods. Arthur and Morgana and all their rights and wrongs were done; and the Old Ways and magic died with them.

You gave me the chance, time and again, in vain

In the first years of their story, it seemed that love and peace were so close, but neither of the two could take off the armour before each other. Their love was the key to peace in Albion, and it was lost.

Now my feelings for you, every tear, every smile, paid in full

There were times when they were smiling and were free. But then the tears came. Love and affection turned into a bitter potion of jealousy, revenge and a desire to made each other pay. For the stronger the love was, the bigger hate is born from it.

I've waited, hated, blamed it all on you. I need you less and less; every day feeds this moral decay

Morgana's words, then playful and flirtatious, said with a smile, "I like you less and less by the second," became prophetic. She has grown hate for Arthur in her wounded heart, she began to wait for his end, as she had once patiently waited for his safety return at the window. Morgana made herself believing that Arthur was to blame for everything. Alas, Arthur did nothing to disprove this (to return the magic and make peace). And so the enmity ate away at their hearts, forcing them to look for moral compromises and to do what they would never have dared before.

Yet I have grown to love you even more. I fall back, and I turn another cheek

Arthur only realised how close and important Morgana was to him only when he lost her forever. He remained so gentle to her until the last moment, only answered but did not raise his hand in violence. He's been waiting for her to become "kind and just" again.

You're scared of me now

A dark witch Morgana had become, it scared Arthur, he didn't recognise her anymore and didn't understand why it happened. I guess Morgana enjoyed his frightened looks, they've become a proof of her new strong self.

No, I never had a clue that I become so much stronger than you

Morgana reveled in her newfound magical power after the years of weakness, helplessness and fear. She believed that the blessing of the high priestess should grant her victory and that her cause was right. Arthur could think that he was stronger than Morgana because he had knights, his faithful friends; and because he was able to survive Uther better, to keep himself untouched by his hatred. He said, "and with this power you chose to do nothing but hate!" and indeed, Morgana suffered so many loses because a priestess's calling should have been about something else, about serving and connection; but in fact Arthur too, with his own power, accomplished nothing of the calling he was born for. In this they are similar.

Every days leads us farther away

It started long before the moment when love turned into hate. They faded, loosing their bond. Perhaps magic, by choosing Morgana, distanced her from everyone from the very beginning. Arthur, nearly dying from the magical beast in 1.13 also changed after this experience.

Finally I understand me. One day we may have a new me and you

Maybe death will gift them with redemption, with a fraction of peace and so belated understanding and humility. Maybe they will find each other on Avalon or in a new life; maybe a story of Arthur and Morgana will be different since the destiny has already been lived through.

#arthur x morgana

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"Do you even realize what you're doing?"

His words are alarming, but I continue holding my line.

"Maybe."

He laughs again. And turns away. It allows me to relax for a split second.

"You're enjoying it, aren't you?"

"I'm not enjoying anything here, at your place, in your company."

I speak with a challenge, but his tone is absolutely carefree and it makes me sound like a cranky child. It's a little confusing, but I don't plan to change anything. He can be condescending to me, but he won't be able to break me.

Warner's head turns in my direction again, and I want to look away, but I just can't. His emerald eyes capture me and don't allow me to escape from this captivity.

"That's not what I'm talking about. Control. You just adore it."

My face stretch out in surprise because what he says is the opposite of what I intended to achieve.

"Look at you. You're a natural born leader. You always want to be in charge, to command, be the one behind the wheel. It suits you so well."

"I don't…"

"Who are you kidding? You argue all the time. Do you know what weak and driven people do, mm, Juliette?" I shrug my shoulders not knowing how else to react. "They let others lead them. They say 'yes sir' and 'of course sir'. They do whatever they are told, even if they don't like it, and act implicitly."

"Everything you say and do is disgusting to me, so…"

"That's exactly what I'm talking about. You're constantly struggling. You're sick, exhausted, but you keep fighting. After eight months of absolute imprisonment. It's incredible. You have so much strength, so much power…"

"There is no power in me." I try to object and he lets out a chuckle again.

"And she argues again. You don't even notice it yourself, right? How can you even believe that you're weak? You hate to obey, don't you? As soon as someone stronger and more knowledgeable than you gets around, you immediately sulk, capricious, lose interest in what's happening. But when you feel that the person next to you is weaker, you instantly take the initiative into your own hands and begin to command."

"That's not true," I say.

"Poor Kent. He had no clear instructions, and he was deprived of the only thing he really knew: the right to use force. And he was so confused. He didn't know what to do with you, where to put himself. You grabbed him by the collar and led him along, not even allowing him to try to break free. That was funny."

"I tried to help him when he needed it!" I resent. "Only people like you see a catch and benefit for themselves in every action, only people like you expect hidden motives behind every deed."

"Really? That's why you immediately started accusing him of not knowing anything and not obeying you. You didn't even let him come to his senses. Adam, you have to wait before you grab the tray. Adam, hold my hem. Adam, you should hurry." He laughs out loud. "The poor guy didn't have a single chance. As soon as you realized that you had precedence over him, you instantly took advantage of it. You didn't try to prompt or teach, you literally commanded him and got angry when he didn’t act your way. The way you led him down the corridor…"

"Wait. Have you seen all this?" I forget about his accusations, switching to something else.

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starsxblazing · 4 months

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You're Losing Me (Part Two)

A/N: Yet another piece that broke my heart and left me crying

Summary: The struggle of the aftermath of your death begins and leads you a new path in life

Warnings: talk of suicide, angst.

Azriel x Reader

Part 1 - Part 3

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Azriel was unable to move from his spot on your couch where Rhysand had forced him to move to. He was covered in your blood from where he had held your lifeless body and cried until there was nothing left to give. Through his haze, he noticed that Amren was the only one who seemed calm enough to handle all of the business at hand even though his brothers’ were trying to stay strong. Rhysand had ordered Feyre to return home when she came bursting through the door in a panic because he didn’t want her seeing the sight.

The image of you laying in a pool of your own blood, a knife on the floor beside you, was one that he would never be able to wash from his mind. His mind replayed every single argument that had happened between the two of you and it only made him feel even worse by the second. You had done everything in your power to save the relationship but he had pushed you to the side and taken you for granted.

It only led to you spiraling in your depression that he hadn’t had the decency to acknowledge. He was the reason that the entire family was hurting because he was the one that had led you to taking your own life. If he wasn’t such a spineless coward, he would have done the same already, the empty void, the emptiness of you, was the only thing that he could feel as he stared blankly at the wall across from him.

“You need to leave.” Rhys was squatting in front of him but Azriel could barely process what was saying, only noticing the stern and disapproving glare etched on the High Lord’s face. “We’ve got it from here.”

“I can’t just leave her-”

“There is no reason to care now.” Rhysand’s eyes narrowed in on him and it was then that he noticed the tears lining his eyes. “You said the Cauldron was wrong and I guess you were right. You’re free to fuck anyone you want now without repercussions.”

“I only want her! There has to be-”

“She took her own life, Azriel.” Hearing the words out loud had a broken whimper escaping him. “We’ve watched your neglect and your relationship falling apart. We are just as much to blame for not intervening but ultimately, you were the breaking point.”

Azriel had nothing to say to that since he knew it was true. There would be no comfort or reassurance from any of them and he would be left alone to deal with his betrayal on his own. Unable to take the scent of your blood paired with the emptiness of the bond, he did as his brother said and took to the skies.

“You’re lucky that they buried you as fast as they did.”

You glanced at Clarissa, your friend from Winter Court, as the two of you stood on the border that led into Autumn. Rubbing the back of your neck, you sighed while hoping that the brand would stop burning at some point. A part of you truly did want to die but a nagging in your gut told you that it was something that you shouldn’t do. Your faked death would allow you to escape to live in peace where you would no longer have to keep watching your mate love someone else.

“They’re probably glad to be rid of me,” you scoffed, rolling your eyes even though they started to fill with tears yet again. “If it wasn’t for you, I’d be dead for real.”

“I hope you managed to make a plan after all of this because if they catch wind-”

“If I have any say in it, they won't. I'm perfectly happy to live in complete solitude at this point.”

They both knew that wandering into Autumn Court territory was a huge gamble but it was the only way to escape. You intended to escape all of the way into the far edges of the human lands so that you wouldn’t be found but the plan had failed just as soon as you crossed the border once Clarissa disappeared. You were instantly surrounded by mounted guards and froze while wondering if you were truly going to die this time. A tsk coming from behind the soldiers sounded before the heir of the Autumn Court strode forward.

“Word is that you’re dead,” Eris started, a mischievous smirk on his face. “But it seems as if that isn’t the case.”

“I would prefer if the information stayed that way.” You eyed the guards behind him. “But I guess you have every right to drag me straight to your father or back to Night Court.”

“They will not say a word about what they have seen,” he assured, turning towards them to look between all of them. “Leave us. You saw nothing.”

The guards nodded and did as told. Once they were out of sight, Eris began walking but stopped when you hadn’t moved. The look on his face told you enough that he was waiting somewhat patiently before you decided to take the chance.

“You leading me to my true death, Vanserra?” you asked in a somewhat mocking tone.

“Now is that any way to speak to the one that is helping you?” he asked with an amused chuckle.

“Well, where are you taking me?”

“Somewhere that no one knows about so you can explain what in the hell is going on.”

He chuckled again when you huffed. Your legs were tired and burning but you kept silent until a small cabin deep in the woods came into view. You couldn’t help your curiosity when you stepped inside of the small cottage that felt oddly homely. A fire started in the fireplace with a snap of his fingers as soon as you both crossed the threshold.

“Now, I can easily give you safe harbor here if that is what you need.” He crossed a leg over the other, a picture of true cockiness despite the somewhat gentle expression that he was giving you. “But I would first like an explanation why a member of the Night Court who is allegedly dead is now in mine.”

“That is no longer my court,” you scoffed while you took a seat in a chair across from him.

“Sources vary about your death. Some say it was a fight but a small handful of others say that you killed yourself but here you are. Alive and seemingly well.”

“I’m the furthest thing from ‘well.’”

You sighed when he did nothing but remain quiet, waiting patiently for a detailed explanation. Despite the warnings of being cautious around him, you let everything spill from your lips because you needed to release all of it along with your emotions. By the time that you were done, silent tears were rolling down your face.

The more I think about it now, the less I know

All I know is that you drove us off of the road

“So the shadowsinger is your mate and has been cheating on you for months.” Eris’s eyebrows scrunched as he thought more about it. “And a friend of yours branded you so you wouldn’t be able to die from your own hands and keeping your bond seemingly broken before glamouring it.”

“That’s the jist of it,” you muttered, feeling stupid as you heard the words coming from someone else. “Being a High Fae made it possible for the wound to begin to close and my friend’s spell kept my heart beating while also casting an illusion. So here I am.”

“If the High Lord didn’t tell you, my proposal still stands,” he replied with a smirk.

“I tell you that everyone that was supposed to be my family and kept all of this from me thinks that I’m dead and the second thing that you have to say is a marriage proposal?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him. “Your priorities are astonishing.”

“A male needs a beautiful female at his side when he becomes High Lord.” There was a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I also wouldn’t be opposed to making you my High Lady.”

“I’m supposed to be dead, Eris,” you huffed. “Besides, your father had my entire family killed after they helped me escape. He’ll probably remember me.”

“I will not allow him to hurt you,” he replied in a matter of fact tone, shrugging his shoulders in the process. “You are welcome to stay here for as long as you want. I will supply you with whatever it is that you need in the meantime.”

Your eyebrows rose in surprise as he left without another word and you couldn’t help but wonder if he truly was good deep inside.

Had me in the palm of your hand

Then why’d you have to go and lock me out when I let you in

As promised, he returned every chance that he could with supplies and kept you company for as long as possible. You hadn’t been able to understand how Azriel had been able to fall in love with someone else but by the time you had been with the heir for six months, you had awoken one morning in his arms and realized that you had done the same.

“Are you ever going to accept my proposal?” he asked while running his fingers through your hair while he held you close. “I know I offered you as long as you needed here but after six months, I’m more than eager to have you by my side and show you off.”

“What would your father say?” You held his gaze while realizing that you wanted the same. “Wouldn’t you having a bride-to-be concern him since you are next in line?”

“He won’t have a choice,” he answered matter of factly.

Deciding to take the chance on finding a new happiness, you agreed before getting dressed. You followed Eris, hand in hand while trying to calm your nerves. Beron scared you with his cruelness but your new love did nothing but whisper his reassurances during the entire trip. The current High Lord scowled at you as soon as Eris all but dragged you into the throne room.

“I am here to announce that I have found a bride,” Eris started, watching his father closely.

“That thing?” Beron scoffed once he looked you up and down. “You have become as bad as your brother.”

“She is High Fae,” Eris replied coolly, keeping your hand in his while you forced yourself to keep your head high. “I see no issue.”

“You are not-”

“I am.” Eris continued to watch him with determination and caution. “There will be no changing my mind on the manner.”

“We’ll see.”

No sooner than the words left the High Lord, he was lunging at you with a speed that you couldn’t keep up with. There was a hand around your throat before you were slammed into a pillar behind you. You barely heard Eris yell your name while your windpipe began to collapse. Red clouded your vision and the grip on your throat was released. Gasping for breath with a hand over your heart, you looked down to see Eris’s sword through Beron’s back straight into his heart before you lost consciousness.

All you had to do was stay

Azriel was, surprisingly, allowed to be there for your burial the very next morning and all that he was able to do was cry silently. His heart was shattered and he didn’t know how he was going to live without you by his side. Regret ate at him every second of every day and he locked himself in his old room in the House. He refused to leave, to eat, to do anything except curl up in his bed while wishing you were beside him. Wishing that you were where you were supposed to be. A week went by in his broken stupor before there was finally a knock on his door.

“Hey, Az.” The healer that he had broken his mate for stood in the door, looking up at him hopefully. “I wanted to come check on you.”

“Go. Away,” he growled, narrowing his eyes at her as intimidating as he could. “And stay away from me.”

“But-”

“You can leave willingly or I will throw you off of the balcony myself.”

Her eyes widened in surprise before they filled with tears and she ran away. It didn’t bother him at all that he had made her cry, especially when he realized that he never did love her. His shadows stayed away from him the most that they could but when they were swirling around and covering him in darkness, they screamed at him.

Gone. Gone. Gone.

Why? Why?

Your fault.

Miss her.

Love her.

It was the only thing that they whispered to him on repeat as if they wanted him to hurt as badly as he had hurt you. He had half of a mind to force them to strangle him but he knew that they would refuse so that he would suffer, especially since they had warned him constantly. The broken bond was the most disorienting and painful thing that he had ever endured. Everytime he thought about the emptiness, the harder he broke down with sobs, finally understanding why Feyre had fallen apart when Rhys had died.

Cassian forced him by dragging him out of his room roughly at the two week mark, forcing him to eat before telling him that he needed to leave. Nesta watched him with hardened features, looking as if she was ready to begin a verbal assault that he more than deserved. As if she knew, she remained silent because she wanted him to feel bad.

He was only able to manage a few spoonfuls of the food in front of him before his brother was forcing him out of the House and to the river house to where Rhys was waiting. Due to his lack of strength, it was hard to fly but he pushed through it. When he stepped through the door, he was met with the sight of a red eyed and angry Feyre while Rhysand simply watched him with a mix of fury and disappointment.

“I have work for you,” Rhys started, not bothering to take him to the office. “It starts immediately.”

Azriel listened half heartedly, nodding when the High Lord was finished and took to the skies yet again. Within three months, he managed to get injuries with every single mission that he was given. The physical pain was welcome because he had hoped that it would mend his shattered soul but it didn’t. Six months passed in the same way and loss of muscle mass and weight was beginning to affect him greatly. He was summoned to the river house where he was sure that he would be cursed for all that he was worth finally but was surprised to find everyone already in the office. A slight emotion akin to curiosity filled him by the many different expressions on the faces of the Inner Circle.

“It’s about time.” Rhysand looked him up and down with a hint of disgust before addressing the others. “I just received word from Eris that his father is dead.”

“The prick finally made a move?” Cassian asked with a noise that was mixed with a scoff and laugh. “It took him long enough. What happened?”

“A sword through his back into his heart,” Rhysand answered, stopping for a moment to think. “Reports are murky at best but most of them lead to a female being involved.”

“His mother?” Mor suggested.

“No.” Rhys shook his head, seemingly trying to figure it all out himself. “I hear that it wasn’t one that resides in the court.”

“Probably a female that he was interested in and Beron saw it as a threat,” Amren mused.

“Eris isn’t the type to be so protective of a female.”

The room fell silent at Feyre’s suggestion but he wasn’t able to keep focus on it. His shadows were taunting him nonstop, not giving him one moment of rest. There were dark bags under his eyes due to his lack of sleep. He didn’t even care enough about himself to worry while he contemplated his own death. It would be easy enough to get himself killed on a mission and he would finally be able to escape the emptiness and pain.

“That means we’re going to check it out?” Cassian’s question brought him back to the present. “Make sure he isn’t plotting anything?”

“Well, of course,” Rhys replied with a hardened expression. “We leave in an hour.”

All you had to do was stay

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Hii I saw your prompt list and I would love to request 5, 15, 20, 28 & 37 with Yoongi. Happy ending please 😁I hope I didn't go overboard with the amount of prompts. If I did just choose the ones that fit. Thank you 😊

5: you know i would do anything for you babygirl

15: is she mine?

20: he will regret this

28:you're mine before him

37: are you fucking crazy?!

A/n: hey honey! @bbl32 Thank you so much for requesting and you definitely didn't go overboard! 😁 i hope you like this!

@bbl32 this is completed now! I'm really sorry but the thing you read earlier was just a draft which was posted accidentally so here you go! Hope you like it!

It's always been you

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Idol! Yoongi x soft reader one shot

Summary: destiny tries to separate you with the one you love the most. But as everyone says, two people who are in love with each other always find their way back.

Genre: angst in the beginning, smut at the end with happy ending.

Warnings: swearing, unexpected pregnancy, mentions of past abuse, mentions of miscarriage, mentions of rape, mature content, soft dom yoongi, soft sex, yoongi just loves you a lot🥺

Author's pov:

Sometime in March, 2013

You took a shaky breath and hugged yourself as a harsh wind blew past your bundled up form. Your body tensed up when you heared the familiar deep voice which gave you comfort at one time but now you just wished for the ground to swallow you. "Hey babygirl " he said sitting besides you on the bench. His eyebrows furrowing slightly when you avoided his eyes and scooted towards the end of the bench when he tried to pull you closer. "Is something wrong?" He asked soothingly and a small cry almost escaped seeing how confused he was. You shaked your head and blinked back the tears which didn't go unnoticed by him. He was in front of you in a second. Crouching down in front of you ,he took your cold hands in his , with his another hand rubbing your knee gently. "Baby look at me please" he whispered with pleading eyes . You know he hates seeing you cry and you hate how much worried he looks for you. "W-we need to talk" you whispered shakily and his grip on your hands tighten, out of nervousness. But he still nodded and gave you a small smile "what's wrong " you took a deep breath and managed to croak out "l-let's break up" for a moment, time stilled. You saw how his body visibly tensed up and he swallowed thickly before asking "why? Did i....did i do something wrong?" You shook your head and tried to free your hands from his grip but it tightened as soon as you tried to push him. "Y-you didn't do anything wrong yoongi. It's just...I'm doing this for your own good" "No" he said harshly and stood up pushing his hair back before taking a deep breath and looking at you with unshed tears in his eyes "please...please tell me baby. I-i promise I'll fix it baby. I-is it because I'm not stable right now? You know my training at big hit has started . We are finally about to debut. I promise I'll-I'll give you everything you want. I promise I'll work harder baby" he was now almost begging you. But he didn't care. Not when he is so close to losing you. He can't lose. You are his everything. His whole world. He won't be able to live without you. A soft sob escaped your lips hearing his words. Of course you aren't leaving him because of that. You don't care about money. You don't care that you both live in a small house. Because it's home. "No yoongi. Please try to understand me. I-I'm doing this for you" your broken whisper caused a flame to ignite inside him which soon turned into anger. "No! No you aren't y/n! You are just being selfish. You want to break up with me but you won't tell me why. Let me fix it .Please, please baby you promised you will never leave me" the last words came out as soft whispers and your heart broke at how his voice cracked in between. You almost broke down when he said those words

"You know i will do anything for you babygirl "

Wiping the tears that managed to escaped you stood up and removed the promise ring that he gave you. New tears filling your eyes at the memory .

" one day, I'll exchange this ring to a real diamond one. But until then i promise you that I'll take care of you. I will never let anything happen to you. I love you so damn much babygirl " he whispered looking at lovingly as you smiled giddily looking at the ring that now adored your ring finger. Giggling softly you pecked his lips with him pulling you on his lap "i love you two yoon. I promise i will never leave you"

Taking his larger hand in your much smaller ones you sniffled softly and placed the ring on his palm while he looked at you heartbroken. Looking at him one last time you smiled weakly and whispered "i hope you have a great life ahead yoongi" and turned around not looking at him while he stared at the ring in his hand with no emotions in his eyes. Before looking at you slowly disappearing out of his view and his life.

You didn't cried until you were in the safety of your room. You didn't look at your parents when they called you. Burying your face in your pillow, you held his hoodie close to you, hugging it close to your chest as you cried your heart out. You cried until there were no tears left but only a pounding headache was left as the evidence of crying for almost 3 hours before your mother opened the bedroom door . If she noticed your red eyes, she didn't said anything about it. Ofcourse she wouldn't. "Fresh up and come down. Mr han is here to see you" you didn't said anything Just nodded which seemed to annoy her. "You should be thankful that he is willing to marry you even with that thing inside you" you looked at her with only anger on your face and harshly wiped your tears saying "that thing is my child. And i will never feel thankful to him because i never wanted to marry him in the first place" and rushed towards the bathroom slamming the door shut as fresh tears started flowing down your cheek.

While yoongi entered his dorm with bloodshot eyes. He didn't looked at anyone and went straight towards the bedroom that he shares with other six boys. Without a word he climbed on his bunk bed and pulled the covers on him. The boys looked at each other worried because he never acted like that. And he usually stays in his flat that he shares with you. But they didn't know that he couldn't bare to go inside that house which was filled with your memories. Which smelled like you. Like home. But you aren't his home anymore. He chuckled bitterly at that. Afterall, just like everyone, you left him too.

Sometime in june 2013

You smiled sadly looking at him through your television as him and his bandmates came on the stage ,introducing themselves. He was smiling widely at the camera when it zoomed in his face as he introduced himself as 'suga'. Unconsciously, your hand went to caress your 2 and a half month old belly as a tear escaped your eyes. He will be happy you know. He will eventually forget about you as he will grow and walk on the path of success. And you will just be a distant memory. "You don't have anything to do besides crying over him?" A gruff voice said and you immediately wiped your tears before turning off the television and stood up to walk towards the kitchen. "I will bring your lunch" you said softly to which he scoffed and mumbled "so you do know something besides crying over thar idiot " you bite your lips feeling nothing but anger for your new husband as he continued mumbling insults towards the father of your unborn child. But your head snapped towards his direction when he said "that good for nothing idiot knocked you up and left you with me to raise that bastard " he looked up surprised when you threw the spatula on the floor and glared at him "you don't know anything so you have no right to talk about him like that. And don't you dare call my child that" he let out an amused laugh and stood up slowly walking towards you causing you to take a step back as he looked at you with his jaw clenched. "So you know how to talk huh?" You looked up at him with scared eyes while your hands curled around your small belly. And you knew, that this is now your life when his hand came in contact with your face.

As yoongi was welcomed by the world, and he climbed the ladder of success, you were left with your husband who didn't left any chance to humiliate you. But with your little daughter, who looked just like her father, things were just a little bit easier. But what you didn't knew was that no matter how much successful he is, he was never able to forget you. And he hated that because to him, you hurted him the most and he still sometimes found himself craving your warmth when things got too hard.

Sometime in November 2021

Yoongi groaned when he realized he doesn't have an umbrella with him when he was snowing. Damn him for thinking about going on a walk at almost 10 pm despite knowing that there are chances of heavy snowfall. Sighing tiredly, he stood at a bus stop with half of the mind to just walk towards his house but he knows that his manager will kill him if he got sick right now. So he just opted to stand under a shade for a while and then take the bus home. It's been years since he rode on a bus. Hopefully there won't be many people on the bus so he won't be recognized. Watching the snow falling and disappearing as it hit the ground, a memory flashed through his mind.

"Yoongi! wait!" Turning around he smirked seeing you running or he can say waddling towards him with his beanie and an umbrella in your hand. You huffed slightly as you stopped in front of him and extended your arm towards him "why do you always forget this?" "Maybe because you look really fucking cute running towards me with that beanie?" His smirk widened when you blushed at his words and whined hitting his chest lightly while he chuckled and pulled you closer as you peeked at him from under his hoodie. You smiled happily when he kissed your forehead mumbling "go inside. It's cold" you nodded and helped him wear the beanie and handed him the umbrella "see you later yoon" you said smiling sweetly and he chuckled nodding "later baby" he mumbled against your lips.

He quickly shaked his head as if to wipe that memory and he was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn't notice a presence besides him. "Yoongi hyung?" Turning towards the oddly familiar voice his lips parted in surprise when he recognized the man standing beside him who smiled and laughed to himself "it's really you" yoongi exhaled softly before saying "jae" nodding to him who smiled and nodded back. For a second jae looked deep in thought before he smiled at yoongi "you have some time right now?" Yoongi looked unsure but nodded nevertheless "why?" "Let's go and have a coffee" yoongi narrowed his eyes at him mumbling "why should i" jae chuckled saying "don't worry i won't kidnap you hyung. I just wanted to tell you something...about her" yoongi took a sharp breath looking at the snow in front of him while a sad smile made its way to jae's cold lips at the thought of you. Yoongi knows he should have said no. He should have said no because he knows that jae is talking about you. But still, he finds himself nodding as if his reacted before his brain.

And that's how he found himself sitting in a coffee shop with your good friend kang jaeon in front of him. "What do you have to say" his voice was cold but his eyes betrayed him as different emotions swirled inside them which didn't go unnoticed by the man sitting in front of him. "I'm sure you know it's about y/n" y/n..he is hearing your name after almost 8 years. Nobody in the dorm was allowed to talk about you after they debuted because the management didn't want to distract him. Your name felt both familiar and unfamiliar to him as he took a shaky breath. "Let's get this over with" he said not looking at him and jae nodded "you don't know why she broke up with you right?" That caused yoongi to scoff "how the fuck would i know when she just disappeared into thin air like she never existed?" He said harshly and jae sighed "that was because she got married " yoongi's blood ran cold at the news. So you left him because of that? Because you fell for another man? As if jae could hear yoongi's thoughts he quickly added "her parents had forced her marry him. She never wanted that" yoongi didn't noticed how his body slumped slightly but jae did. "But that's not why she left you hyung. She left you because she was pregnant " yoongi's eyes widened and he looked at jae to see him nodding . "Pregnant " he whispered softly staring at the table blankly before mumbling "why...why didn't she?..." "because she didn't have any choice" yoongi's emotions changed like a rollercoaster and he felt a burning rage inside him "what the fuck do you mean that she didn't have a choice? She could have told me. We could have thought something together dammit" jae sighed softly while shaking his head "it's not thar easy hyung. You were just going to debut and it was a sensitive stage. She knew that you won't be allowed to date after debuting. She was scared you will have to choose between her and your dream. She was scared that she will become a burden on you. That's why she did what she thought was right for you." Yoongi sighed shakily and his hand clenched . There was a silence for a few moments as he stared out of the window while collecting his thoughts. "She thought that if you hate her, it will be easy for you to forget her" he heard jae whisper softly and he felt his heart clench before he found himself asking "how is she?" "I don't know" he looked at jae with furrowed eyebrows who continued "she married an asshole hyung. He doesn't care about her. He doesn't let her talk to anyone. I lost all the contacts with her 3 years ago. All i know is that she is not happy" yoongi swallowed thickly before asking "do you know her address?" "No" jae shaked his head causing yoongi to sigh but then he looked at jae again and hesitantly asked "the baby?" He watched a smiled spreading on jae's which filled him with relief "her name is Mi cha" unknowingly, tears filled his eyes as another memory passed through his mind

Yoongi looked up hearing your soft giggle causing him to smile too. "Yoon" he hummed wrapping his arms around you as you sat on his lap "do you think we will have kids in future?" You asked shyly causing him to chuckle fondly "of course we will baby. How many kids do you want?" He asked softly "i want a girl and a boy" you said smiling widely causing him to smile too. Here you were, at the age of 20 talking about kids. "And what will be there name?" He asked still with the same softness as he stared at you with gentle eyes "oh! The girl's name will be Mi cha and the boy's name will be Ji hoon" he laughed caressing your side softly "you already decided the names?" You giggled and nodded as he leaned his head against yours.

"Hyung?" He looked at jae mumbling "yeah?" He looked hesitant making yoongi furrow his eyebrows "last time i saw her...she was pregnant "

That night yoongi went home with a heavy heart. After resenting you all these years, he never knew that you were the one suffering the most. He wanted to find you. He wanted to tell you that everything will be fine. He wanted to hold you so you would feel safe in his arms. He wanted to see his daughter too. But what if you have moved on? Maybe you did. You were pregnant after all. Maybe your husband is treating you nicely. Maybe you love him.

He quickly wiped the stray tear that fell from his eyes and smiled bitterly. If you're happy, than he will learn to be happy too. The only thing matters is that you are fine

Sometime in January 2022

"You should rest yoongi. Tomorrow is a long day" yoongi nodded to his manager grateful to get some much needed rest. He knew that he can't put his mind in work no matter how much he tried. Maybe a good sleep will help. Walking out of the elevator he sighed and put on his mask before walking out of the building. He looked at his surroundings. Some bodyguards were standing at the entrance to stop the fans from entering the building, everyone seemed busy rushing around talking on their phones. As he was about to sit in the car, his eyes caught something. His eyebrows furrowed when he saw a woman rushing to cross the road. Her one hand was wrapped around a girl who was a little shorter than her and she was just as petite as her mother. But then his eyes widened when he saw that the signal had turned red and the woman wasn't stopping but only clutching her bags close to her body and continued running. As she turned around to look for any cars coming, he felt his heart drop. He knew who she was. Fuck he can recognize you anywhere even if you are standing in between thousands of people. Your bottom lip was clenched in between your teeth and he remembers the habit that you used to do this whenever you were worried or scared. You looked scared. Why were you looking so scared? But then he felt his throat tighten when he realized that a truck was coming towards you with full speed. It seemed that the driver didn't noticed you. "No no no"he mumbled looking at you who was about to come at the middle of the cross walk. And before he knew it, his legs were moving at their own record and he was running towards you ignoring his manager and bodyguard's calls.

The little girl who was wrapped in your embrace seemed to notice the truck first and he watched as her eyes widened before she shrieked "mommy!" You looked at her with wide eyes before a gasp escaped your lips when you saw a truck coming towards you with full speed. And just as you were about to push your daughter away from you, you felt two strong arms wrapping around both your and your daughter's body before you were pulled back. You whimpered and held your daughter tightly as you felt your body hitting the ground. But your head didn't hit the ground because a hand was cradling it. For a moment you kept your eyes close, just holding her close to you and trying to take deep breaths as your head buzzed loudly blocking away all the other sound. You only opened them when you heard a low groan and you felt your heart beat increased when you heard a familiar voice "fuck" he mumbled breathing heavily with his arms still wrapped around you both tightly. You looked up slightly to see a man looking down at you. Although he was wearing a mask, you know those brown eyes all too well. And you couldn't stop the shaky gasp that escaped your lips both because of many people surrounding you three and also because of the man on top of you "y-yoongi " you whimpered and you swear you saw his eyes softened before your attention was diverted towards the little girl in between you both who was now crying softly. You looked around to see people whispering amond themselves and looked at yoongi with pleading eyes who cursed under his breath knowing you don't like crowds but also because people are probably starting to recognize him. He can't have that. He quickly stood up and held your arms helping you and your little girl up too who was still hiding in your embrace. He hid your face in his chest and pulled you both with him, with his arm wrapped around your waist tightly as you walked on shaky legs. Walking inside a narrow alley, thankfully nobody followed you three and it was getting dark too. He took you both to the end of the alley and pushed you against the wall as your daughter she held you tightly with her small arms wrapped around your waist. You gasped when he removed his mask harshly and threw it on the ground before holding your shoulders tightly

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

You whimpered as his voice came out in a low growl and hugged the shaking girl tighter who peeked at him from your embrace "a-are you going to hurt her? P-please don't hurt her" she whispered looking at him with scared eyes and he felt something inside him break as he heard her small voice. Leaving your shoulders he turned around so that his back was facing you and he took deep breaths . You looked at him with teary eyes and said "I-i need to go" his eyes clenched shut. What did he expect? That you won't leave if he tells you to? He forgot for a second that you aren't his anymore. But as he saw the fear in your eyes, he knew that something was wrong. You hurriedly picked your bag which had fell on the ground and held your daughter but yoongi caught your wrist before you could turn away. "N-no please i need t-to go...o-or he will..." you whimpered trying to push him away but he was too strong for you. While your daughter watched you both with scared yet curious eyes. Eventually, you allowed him to pull you close to his chest and your one hand gripped his hoodie while your another hand held your daughter's hand tightly.

You almost broke down feeling the familiar warmth that you craved for years as he softly whispered "who is he baby" finally, you looked at him as a soft sob ripped your throat and his jaw clenched hearing that sound. His hold around you tighten and he pulled your daughter close to him too. "Come home with me" he asked with pleading eyes and your breath quickened "n-no he will...he will.." you gasped for air and yoongi's eyes widened while your daughter cried out "m-mommy! Uncle help her please! I-it's happening again!" His heart dropped. You suffer from panic attacks frequently? He held you softly and caressed your hair whispering comforting words "hey baby I'm here okay? Try to take deep breaths for me please. Can you focus on my hand?" You nodded feeling his hand rubbing circles on your back "you are doing great babygirl. Breath for me yeah?" You nodded whimpering as your chest hurt. But eventually, the pain decreased as he kept holding you. After you calmed down, you looked at him with teary eyes and whispered "w-will you help me?" His heart broke at how small and broken you looked. He nodded and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead "ofcourse i will. Come home with me baby" you nodded hesitantly and held your daughter while yoongi took your bag and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. It was getting dark so he could easily take you both towards his car without anyone noticing.

After he was sure you and your daughter were in the safety of his car, he sat inside with your daughter in between you both and ignored his driver's gaze. "My house" his voice was cold causing the driver to nod immediately and start the car. Reaching his penthouse, he held you both all the towards his floor and he don't know why but holding your daughter he felt something familiar. But he didn't want to get his hopes high because he knows he will be heartbroken if she wasn't his. Reaching inside you looked around timidly still holding your girl whose eyes went wide as she saw how big the house was. You gulped and looked at yoongi timidly and he absolutely hated how small you looked. It just made him want to hide you from the whole world. Your daughter looked at you with big eyes as a yawn escaped her lips causing you to smile. "Are we not going to his house today?" She asked you softly to which you hesitantly shaked your head causing her to smile happily "really? That's good. I don't like him" she pouted and you kissed her head. Yoongi felt his heart sour at the sight as you asked "c-can we sleep on the couch?" His eyebrows furrowed and he shaked his head "you both can sleep in the guest room. It's right in the hallway " you nodded and looked down when he didn't stop staring at you.

After half an hour, you came out of the room to see yoongi sitting on the couch with a glass of whiskey in his hand. Hearing your soft footsteps he looked up and you whispered "t-thank you yoongi. W-we will leave tomorrow morning " he bite his lip and took a sip letting the alcohol burn before saying "sit down" you nodded and sat beside him still keeping a small distance which he hated.

"Is she mine?"

The question rolled off before he could stop it. But he didn't regret asking it while your eyes widened. You looked down nervously fiddling your fingers as you felt your throat tighten up. You can't avoid it now. You have to tell him. He has the right to know "y-yes" you croaked out causing his body to tense for a second before he inhaled shakily and gulped the liquid quickly . "I'm not mad at you" he said after a few minutes of silence and you felt tears filling your eyes "why? You should be" you whispered as a tear managed to escaped which he wiped immediately. "But I'm not" he whispered back and you sniffled quietly. "I'm still in love with you y/n." You gasped at his words and looked at him "i never stopped loving you. I couldn't even when i wanted to hate you" he mumbled staring out of the window. "But i hurt you" you whispered hugging yourself and he let out a small chuckle "you were the one hurting the most babygirl. I should have stopped you that day. I should have dammit" his jaw was tight and he felt his body relax when you placed your soft hand on his.

"I'm married yoongi" you took a shaky breath to stop the tears from falling as you refused to tell him that you also love him. "I don't fucking care y/n.

You were mine before him"

You looked at him to see him already staring at you intensely. "And i won't let anyone take my family away from me" his voice came out in a low growl and you took a deep breath before whispering "i-i love you yoongi" you saw how his body visibly relaxed as he looked down. "Jae told me you were pregnant" fresh tears filled your eyes as you thought that he was mad at you "i-i am sorry " you whimpered causing him to look at you immediately "hey it's okay baby" he whispers to which you shaked your head "i-i will tell you everything " you sniffled and shaked your head again when he tried to say something "i-i never let him touch me yoongi. Not even once in those 5 years after i got married with him. B-but then one day he came home drunk a-and he" you sobbed in between and yoongi never wished to hear the words that you whispered "i-i was sleeping and he r-raped me yoongi. I screamed and cried but he didn't listened." as you tried to muffle your cries, he stood up feeling an overwhelming anger inside him. Taking long strides he puched the nearest wall so hard that a dent was seen as he growled lowly. You gasped and whimpered as your hand reached for him "y-yoongi will you p-please hold me?" His eyes softened at your words and he rushed towards you , taking you in his arms delicately as you hide yourself in his arms . Sitting on the couch, he leaned back and held you close to him with his strong arms wrapping around you tightly. He wiped your tears softly and you gasped seeing the blood on his hand "y-you are bleeding" you whimpered to which he held you tighter and said "it's just a scratch babygirl. I'm fine" you took a shaky breath Still hiding in his embrace and whispered " i was 8 months pregnant yoongi. W-when he saw me talking with jae. I saw him after years so i was really happy. B-but he wasn't. He took me home and started beating me. I begged him to stop but he never listened. Mi cha was watching everything yoongi. I had to go into labour that day. I had a c section. H-he never cried " you cried softly remembering your little baby "he didn't deserve this yoongi. He was just a baby" he furiously wiped the tears that managed to escape his eyes "that monster told everyone that i fell from the stairs. He didn't feel anything even after killing his own child" you whispered feeling light headed which yoongi quickly noticed "hey y/n are you okay?" He asked worriedly as you leaned your head against his chest "i-i am fine" you whispered but yoongi didn't looked convinced "no you aren't" he got up with you in his arms effortlessly and started walking towards his bedroom.

Laying you on the bed gently he leaned his head against yours when you didn't let him go "don't leave me" you whispered softly and he kissed your forehead mumbling"I'll never leave you baby" . You bite your bottom lip nervously and your heartbeat increased when his lips followed the movement. He looked in your eyes and then his gaze fell on your lips again. It looked it he was trying to control himself. You took a shaky breath and gathered every ounce of courage left in your body before leaning your head up slightly and softly pressing your lips on his for a short and gentle kiss. He froze for a second as you pulled back immediately which was too fast for his liking . Hovering over you he pressed his weight on his arm and removed your hair from face while licking his lips as you looked up at him with doe eyes before he leaned down and pressed his lips on yours causing you to close your eyes at the familiar feeling of his lips on yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer whimpering softly as he bite your bottom lip gently. Both of your lips moved against each other perfectly as he wrapped his free arm around your waist and pulled you closer causing your body to lift up from the bed slightly and your soft breast pressed against his hard chest. You gasped as he sucked your bottom lip which gave him the opportunity to shove his tongue inside your mouth causing you to whimper as his tongue caressed yours. You carded your fingers through his hair causing him to groan against your soft lips as the kiss turned from a soft one to a needy one with his hands getting a little more desperate. He held you tightly so your body was flush against his as he kissed you harder which had you gasping for air.

A soft moan escaped your lips as you felt his hardness against your womanhood and his skinny jeans seemed to get tighter as his cock grew painfully hard hearing your sweet voice. Pulling back he breathed heavily and his lips trailed downwards towards the soft skin of your neck while you panted with your eyes closed. As he pressed soft kisses all over your neck, you tilted your head to the side unintentionally as his kisses got open mouthed and messy. A gasp left your lips when he started sucking the sensitive skin. He still remembers your every weak spot as he sucked the skin under your ear with his hand slipping inside your white knitted sweater to caress your bare waist. Pulling back he smirked proudly looking at his work which caused you to blush profusely. He held the end of your sweater and looked at you. You nodded nervously and he pulled you on his lap to remove the sweater gently. A whimper leaving your lips as your womanhood came in contact with his clothed dick which him to growl lowly. You avoided his eyes when he skillfully unhooked your bra and threw it on the floor.

He layed you on the bed again and you sighed softly as his scent filled your senses while he took your jeans off leaving you in nothing but your underwear. You went to cover yourself but he held your wrist gently and kissed your forehead "you are beautiful " he murmured against your skin and pecked your lips causing you to smile shyly. He trained his lips down towards your breast and you whimpered when he wrapped his lips around your hardened nipple with his hand massaging the other one gently. You moaned softly tugging on his hair causing him to groan and switch his lips to your other breast giving it the same attention. . After he was satisfied he kissed his way down and you felt him pressing kisses on your stomach. You exhaled shakily when you realized he was kissing the scar of your pregnancy with his hand caressing your thigh softly. His finger hooked at the band of your panties as he pressed a kiss on your clothed pussy causing you to whimper his name "y-yoongi " your attention was diverted towards him when he tapped your thigh and you looked at him nodding nervously. He slowly removed your underwear as your eyes clenched shut. Although he has seen you naked before many times. But you couldn't help the insecurity bubbling in your chest as you thought about how many women he must have slept with who have perfect and slim bodies. "Look at me y/n" you peeked at him through your lashes to see him looking at you with nothing but love in his eyes "you are so beautiful baby. You were beautiful back than and you are just as beautiful now. So please don't hide from me" he whispered and you held his hand out of nervousness. "I-I'm sure they must be more beautiful than me" you mumbled causing him to furrow his eyebrows "who baby" "t-the girls you might have dated or slept with " you said nervously and his jaw clenched. He came towards you and made you look at him "you are the most beautiful woman in my life y/n and nothing can change my love for you. It's always been you. I never dated anyone after we broke up. I couldn't forget you babygirl " your bottom lip trembled as you looked at him with glassy eyes "I'm sorry yoongi" you whispered and he shaked his head "stop" mumbling he went down between your legs again desperate to make you forget about the past.

His lips wrapped around your clit causing you to gasp as he started sucking your swollen bud with his finger rubbing circles on your clit and a moan escaped your lips at the feeling. He placed your hand in his air and you whined tugging them lightly when he entered a finger inside your tight hole. You gasped and moaned softly as he started thrusting his finger in and out of your hole with his tongue licking a long stride of your vagina causing your eyes to roll back. A deep guttural groan left his lips when you slowly started rocking your hips against his face and he pressed his hand on your stomach when your hips buckled up. "O-oh yoongi" you squealed when he added another finger in and gasped as he hit your g spot causing him to smirk "yeah? You like it?" He groaned with his tongue thrusting in and out of your hole and you panted pushing his face closer to your womanhood with a whine "f-feels so good yoongi" he grunted and his movements quickened when he noticed your pussy twitching and the band in your stomach snapped when he sucked your clit with his fingers rubbing harsh circles and you came with a loud moan of his name while he greedily dranked everything you gave him. Gulping down your sweetness he growled at your taste and hovered over you to press his lips on yours. You whimpered tasting yourself in his lips as his large hand held your soft thigh. You whined when he bite your bottom lip and tugged at his hoodie which he discarded quickly along with his pants and briefs. And you gasped seeing his length of pure grith. It was so big that you doubted if it will fit or not. But then your eyes caught something. He noticed how your expression changed as your sad eyes looked at the few scars on his thighs. He hooked a finger under your chin and made you look at him "hey" he mumbled pressing kisses on your face "hi" you whispered as he nuzzled his nose on your own "i promise I'm fine baby. The first few months were a little hard but I'm fine now. I have you and Mi cha with me" you nodded kissing his jaw "i promise we will never leave you yoongi" he sighed leaning his head against yours "please don't " your heart broke at how vulnerable his voice sounded and you realized how much he must have suffered all these years.

He guided your hand to his hardened cock and a deep growl left his lips as he saw your small hand wrapping around his dick. "Look at what you do to me kitten" you whimpered at his dominating voice "w-want to make you feel good too" you said starting to stroke his length but he stopped you with his jaw tight "next time baby. Need to be inside you now" he growled and your heart jumped a little when he kissed your forehead. God you love forehead kisses and he knows it. Guiding his length towards your wetness he whispered "kiss me kitten" you nodded and pressed your lips on his while his hands held both of your thighs and he wrapped your legs around his waist. A whimper escaped your lips at the painful stretch as he slowly entered inside you causing him to stop Immediately "so fucking tight" he gritted kissing you deeply to distract you from the pain. The last time someone touched you was your husband but his touch felt disgusting and bad. Yoongi touched you so gently, so softly as if you're his whole world. "Breath my love. Breath for me" he rasped pushing his length inside you slowly and you whimpered taking shaky breaths as you held his shoulders tightly.

He stilled to give you time to adjust and you sighed as the uncomfortable feeling went away and tapped his chest. "You good?" He mumbled caressing your cheek softly and you whispered "I'm fine" he kissed you and stared moving. Pulling out of you with just his tip inside you he thrusted back in causing you to gasp and moan softly "y-yoongi..oh" you moaned as he set a slow pace with thrusts deep and gentle with his cock brushing each and every part of your womanhood causing you to throw your head back in pleasure and he groaned when you clenched around him. Sucking your neck his pace increased causing you to gasp as he grinded the head of his cock against your clit. "Oh my god..y-yoongi " you whimpered pulling him close to you. He groaned biting your nipple gently "fuck baby you take me so well. Just how i remember you are so good for me" you moaned at his words and eventually, his pace increased and the whole room was filled with the sound of skin slapping with your moans and his growls. You mewled when he hit that sweet spot causing him to chuckle "you like that? Like my cock buried inside you?" He grunted snapping his hips in an angle which hit that spot again and again "y-yoongi feels so good! Don't stop please" you whimpered and the next words he said , caused your eyes to get misty "did you missed me? Missed this? Because fuck i thought i will go fucking crazy because how much i missed you" you sobbed and tears flowed down your cheeks as you emptied your emotions "yes yoongi! I missed you so so much! I just wanted to die-" he cut off your words with his lips kissing you roughly "don't fucking say that" he growled out knowing the tears on your face weren't just because of the pleasure you were feeling but also because of the pain you felt for you. Fuck you must have been so scared living with that asshole alone. You must have needed him so much when you suffered all the pain alone while giving birth to his daughter. And he hated that he wasn't there to be with you. That thought made him so angry that he thrusted inside you hard causing you to gasp out "please don't leave me yoongi" "never" he growled

"He will regret it"

"He will fucking regret hurting my family. I will make sure to ruin his fucking life" he looked furious as he thrusted inside harder "Y-yoongi i-i feel-" he knew you were close and so was he so rubbing harsh circles on your clit he growled "cum for me babygirl. I got you" you screamed as the pleasure intensified as your orgasm washed over you like that truck causing you to black out for a moment as you milked his cock with his lips swallowing your screams to not wake up your little girl sleeping in the next room. He groaned your name as his own orgasm washed over him and shooted his thick load of hot cum inside your quivering pussy "fuck y/n" he panted as his balls emptied completely and he collapsed besides you. Pulling you close to him he leaned his forehead against yours smiling softly when you opened your eyes to look at him shyly. "Hey babygirl " you smiled and kissed his nose "hi yoon" you whispered smiling tiredly and you flinched when he pulled his cock out of you slowly "are you okay?" He asked with concerned eyes thinking he might have hurted you "I'm fine" you said giggling softly as he kissed your head.

He looked deep in thought causing you to poke his bare chest softly "what's wrong " you asked to which he shaked his head hugging you tightly as you buried your face in his chest "divorce him baby" "i want to" you whispered tracing shapes on his bare skin "but I'm scared" he pulled back slightly "i promise i will never let him touch you both baby. I will never let anything happen to either of you" you nodded "i know it's just.." "tell me babygirl " he asked gently "i-i told him once that i wanted a divorce a-and he threatened me that he will hurt Mi cha if i ever think of leaving him" you voice cracked in between and his jaw clenched. How dare that scumbag try to hurt his daughter? "I'll take care of everything baby. He won't ever see Mi cha again. I'll make sure of it" you nodded and nuzzled your face in his chest "i want to live with you and Mi cha" "me too baby"

He picked you up and walked towards the bathroom to take a bath and you blushed seeing your body full of purple marks causing him to smirk. After you both took a bath, he made sure to be extra gentle when helping you wear his boxer and hoodie and carried you back to bed. "Were are you going?" You whispered holding his fingers when he kissed your head and covered you with duvet and went to walk away "just bringing Mi cha" you smiled causing him to smile too. A few moments later, he came in the room carrying a sleepy Mi cha who snuggled to you immediately "hey Mi mi" "hi mommy " he smiled fondly and layed besides you both "Mi?" She hummed sleepily "you always ask me who your father is right?" Yoongi's eyes widened while Mi cha was suddenly wide awake "yeah?" You giggled softly and said "well you father is behind you baby" her eyes widened before she slowly turned towards him who was now looking at her nervously "you are my dadda?" Yoongi's heart melted when he heard her small voice and he nodded "yes Mi cha. I'm your dadda" she giggled happy and said "can i hug you?" "Of course you can babygirl " he mumbled smiling softly and tears filled his eyes when she immediately snuggled into him just like you. He looked at you with teary eyes which matched yours as you wiped the tear on your cheek quickly giving a watery giggle. He pulled you closer too and held you both tightly sighing contentedly.

See him again was harder than you expected when he glared at you with so much anger that had you clutching yoongi's hand. And the first words he told you were "you fucking slut. You really left me for him after i took care of your daughter?" You had to hold yoongi back because he was shaking with anger and he was ready to punch him in the face. But hearing your soft voice he tried to calm down not wanting to scare you.

And just as yoongi promised, you and Mi cha never saw him again after you divorced him. The only thing you know is that he went to the prison for a long time. And yoongi had made sure that he won't get put anytime soon.

*3 years later*

"Mommy we are back!" Two voices yelled simultaneously causing you to giggle and walk towards the door where you saw Mi cha and Ji hoon running towards you. They both hugged your waist tightly and you kissed both of their head "hey my babies. How was your day?" You cooed softly and both of them smiled brightly "it was great!" "Yeah! I made a new drawing today! I'll show you after eating!" You laughed and nodded "then go and fresh up" they both nodded and ran off towards their room while you stood up to see yoongi staring at you with soft eyes which softened even more when you went towards him and hugged his waist, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him. He sighed against your warmth and pulled you closer "hey kitten" "hi yoongs" you whispered kissing his forehead before he held you securely in his strong arms "how was your day?" You asked softly as he swayed you from side to side "shitty" he scoffed causing you to scrunch your nose "sucks" he hummed snuggling in your neck "jimin and jungkook won't stop flirting instead of actually recording the song" he grumbled causing you to giggle. "Go and take a bath then I'll massage your shoulders. You look really tired " "mmm you don't have to baby" "i want to now go" he smirked and slapped your butt causing you to gasp. "Maybe we can do another type of massage after kids are asleep " "go away!" You yelped causing yoongi to chuckle and walk away.

You sighed and went towards the kitchen smiling to yourself.

Both yoongi and you unknowingly saved each other and will continue to do so in the future.

Because isn't that what love is?

And for the record, the innocent massage did turn into something else.

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Do time or the other links smoke? Or drink? Or do some kind of drugs? I mean when your out heroing you're going to get alot of traum

Something they all at least somewhat have to try and take the edg off or do they have other ways of coping? I am sorry if this sounds like an ask,i was more along the lines trying to get your speculation on the matter

Masterlist

I see what you're saying and I do think that some of them would have had bad habits in the past but yeah-

They do need some time to take the edge off and refocus themselves in the present, but how do they do that in a healthy and safe way?

Let's talk about that.

I don't think I have all the necessary tags so go forth at your own discretion.

Time

Time would have definitely had a drinking problem that would have started in his Termina days.

He's never really felt the need to drink though- he only found that it would have kept him from going crazy.

But as he got out of there and talked more to Malon (and have his supply cut off- (just because he knew where to get it in Termina doesn't mean he knows where to get it in Hyrule, (nor would they give it to him, even if he did))), I like to think that he would have had to find other ways to calm himself down and think rationally through his thoughts and desires.

It happens by accident.

He was working at Lon Lon Ranch when he needed to go chop some wood and he found the repetitive and strenuous work, soothing.

He felt good. Accomplished even.

And a little disappointed when he was finished.

But he started doing that whenever he could and it became his main way to not only blow off some steam but to also calm himself down.

It helps with his anxiety and his need to help feel useful even when nothing is really happening that would require his assistance.

Twilight

Twilight finds that manual labor actually makes his anxiety worse.

He can't really find it within himself to get lost in it because he's already programmed for that to be a part of his day to day life anyway. So his brain can still go on and on even as he gets his chores done.

Twilight finds that a secluded spot with little distraction works best.

He's never really dabbled in other ways to deal with it nor has it come to his mind.

All he knew one say was that everything was too much and that he needed to be in a different area entirely.

No people, no noise.

He likes to hang out by small creeks or by the lake and fish if he really needs an excuse to do something.

Bonus points if he can rest with one of his favorite goats nearby, but that's few and far in between.

It's less meditation and more taking in the moment and letting time slip by for a change.

No to do lists, no action, no survival, no need to be on the run.

Just breath.

Warrior

Warrior would have smoked during the war but I don’t think he’d actually tolerate it all that well. I feel like he’d be more inclined to drink away his problems but with shortages left and right, and all efforts going into the war, there just wouldn’t be enough to go around.

So he’d smoke and hate it.

But it worked in a pinch.

Afterwards, whether through Mask’s and Wind’s influence or the end of the war, he’d want to find a way to quit.

It wasn’t easy but I feel like Warrior would attempt to quit cold turkey. Just drop the habit completely and what does he do when he feels the need arise again?

It’s actually little said than done, but he paints.

It’s less with ink and paint and more so, just moving his hands and a brush around.

If he happens to have a canvas it’s better but again, not easy to come around.

So what Warrior ends up doing most of the time, is taking a brush and some homemade ink from berries and brushing it over his scars. His favorite spot is the massive burn covering his left arm left behind as a gift from the Dragon Knight.

It feels tingly and electric, static follows the brush and the muscles clench with energy from the contact but while it’s uncomfortable for a while, it’s also not entirely unpleasant and it’s soothing to watch and feel. And it grounds Warrior in the moment until he no longer feels the urge.

When the urge is gone, he still does it when he feel anxious and concerned. Late at night is typical time for him to do this, where no one would see him or his scars and judge him for it.

Sky

Sky in the beginning would have slept more than he did before.

He was already inclined to fall asleep easily before all of his trauma, but afterwards he seemed to lose motivation to continue with the idea that things would go back to normal. There was still a lot of expectation placed on his shoulders and it was frankly not something he wanted to deal with.

So he sleeps.

Now this turns into more of a problem with being able to stay awake and to stay concentrated. It’s hard for him to pay attention to anything beyond him and that won’t do, considering me still has to finish his schooling.

What Sky does more often than not to keep him tethered to the present moment is work with his hands. He’s already had the tools for wood whittling but he was never allowed to use them in class and it ends being a bigger mess sometimes than he’s willing to deal with in general.

Sky also has some small pockets of clay that he fidgets with to keep his hands moving and he can keep it under his desk so that it’s not that distracting in class.

It helps him focus and when he thinks about what he’s been through and what he plans to do next, it keeps him from getting overwhelmed.

Wild

I think Wild would have just gone silent and unmoving when he’s having a bad day.

Kind of similar to how he gets when’s trapped in a memory but for longer and he doesn’t eat or sleep. It could last days at a time. He doesn’t even move unless he’s prompted or dragged to the spot.

The lights are on but no one’s home you know.

There’s not a lot he can do when it happens. Everyone just has to wait for it to pass and hope that it passes quickly.

But Wild gets better with time to know the signs when of one of those days is coming.

It’s not much, but Wild like to hop on the back of his horse and just take off.

Feel the rushing wind on his face and through his hair. He’s a full gallop for a while until the poor horse gets tired. At that point he just goes to the nearest stable and exchanges horses to do the whole thing over again.

Sometimes, when that’s not enough, he’ll go base jumping from as high as he can get even using Revali’s Gale to get higher and free fall. Wild is pretty good at catching himself with his paraglider at the last moment and he likes to see all of Hyrule when as he reaches the ground again.

It reminds him that he’s done a lot of good, that he’s capable of doing more good and that life isn’t over just one ended.

Four

Unsurprisingly, sometimes Four gets too lost in his own for his own good.

He’s got a lot to think about and very little way to get it out.

Four would actually throw himself into his work to try and distract himself from the memories, the anxiety, and the guilt of not being enough time and time again even if he saved the day in the end.

This doesn’t help.

He gets so lost into it, in his attempt to stop thinking all together that he completely goes into autopilot and over works himself. Not in the sense that he pulls a muscle and has to take it easy or end up sore and tired and regrets it. No, no. What I mean is that he’ll keep working for days on end.

No sleep.

No food.

Little water.

No fresh air.

It ends up being a hard habit for him to break. Especially since he finds himself continuously trying to fall into a blank mindset even while he actually works to get commissions done.

So what Four has to do is find something else to do. Four more or less always has to have his hands moving, so it’s hard for him to put something down and not working on it.

He likes jigsaw puzzles, he likes to read, but he also likes to make stuff.

So in the end, when Four feel a little overwhelmed and feels himself slip into a self deprivational state, he’ll stop and goes inside his house to do a smaller project.

So he bakes, he knits, he does his puzzels. It’s enough for him to feel productive still but quick enough for him to stay present and make sure he’s still taking care of himself until the restlessness passes.

Wind

Wind doesn’t really have bad habits. He’s still young and processing his adventures.

I’m sure there’s alcohol on the pirate ship because pirates. But I don’t think he’d like it as much as some people want to write him.

Like, sure, a cup or two ain’t bad but I just can’t see Wind having a drinking problem. At least not now as everything stands.

In a few years it’s might be something he would need to be on the look out for if he’s aware enough but he was quite grasped the full implications of his position and trauma yet.

Because he’s just a kid.

He won’t know how twisted what happened to him was until he gets older and can he the age outside of his own mindset.

Wind has nightmares though and they’re ties when he gets memories that he doesn’t want to deal with at the moment- or ever again.

In the moment he thinks of his home, his grandma and his sister instead.

He thinks of his friends, both old and new.

The chain help with distracting him and he’s not above using them for the distraction when he feels that he needs one.

Wind also stretches a lot.

When he was with Warrior, he got into some of the drills they were teaching the soldiers and for some of the nimble ones, they had to start with stretches and he likes it.

So when it gets particularly bad, he throws himself through the motions and holds the poses for a bit longer than necessary.

So yoga. He does yoga.

And it centers him, it clears his head and he feels better after.

Legend

Legend screams.

Legend cries.

Legend will go on a rampage and destroy a whole forest if he’s having a particularly hard day.

Sometimes he’ll go find something big and scary just to fight it.

Blacksmithing is more a hobby for him at this point because it’s not something he can actually see himself doing in the future. It’s just to pass the time and help the day’s go by a little faster.

Legend likes to draw and when he’s tired after throwing whatever tantrum has taken over him, he’d go to a quiet spot and draw whatever he sees.

Sometimes, when he’s paying more attention to himself and he can feel himself getting frustrated and anxious, he takes a few days off.

He leaves his house and his items and goes up a mountain to think with some food, a notebook and some pencils.

He takes up map making.

Legend doesn’t think he’s any good at it, but with al the places he’s been, he tries to make a map for them by memory incase anyone he knows or will meet decides to visit.

His most carefully crafted map is of Koholint for... reasons.

It’s takes him an age and a half and he’s still not done with it, trying to get as much of it onto the paper as he can remember before he grows old and loses them entirely within his memory.

It’s a calming project he finds. He doesn’t feel sad when he does this for Marin for the people and their memory. It keeps them alive in his heart and sometimes he draws something on the map that doesn’t quite fit into his memory about the island but something tells him to keep it because it was there. Because he was only a visitor to their home.

The locals would know.

He feels good keeping them alive in some way.

It’s what she they would have wanted.

It’s what she they deserve.

She They always wanted to travel and it’s better to have a map to do so.

He takes up map making.

Hyrule

I don’t think Hyrule’s... Hyrule has a lot of these methods to go around. He wouldn’t have been exposed to drugs or alcohol simply because there’s too little people for him to interact with.

And if he was, I don’t think he’s use them as a coping mechanism simply because they would be too difficult obtain and gather to be sufficient.

I think that Hyrule would actually hang out with a Great Fairies by her pool when times got particularly rough.

There’s something about the place that resonates with him and feels calming, safe and relaxing to him.

As a bonus he’s always welcomed so he can pop in and stay for days at a time if he ever needed to.

He does not stay there for days.

But he appreciates the offer.

Hyrule doesn’t stay for more than few hours at a time because he doesn’t want to attract any monsters to his safe spots but even if the fairies don’t use any magic on him, he’s always rejuvenated afterwards and he feel like he can take on anything.

And given the world he comes from- it’s needed.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #I know this wasn't really a request either #and I did say they were clsoed #but this was already going to get long #and it's more headcanons again #so into the queue it goes #bad habits #tw alchoholism #tw anxiety #tw smoking #tw addiction #pinky replies #pinky answers

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unhealthyfanobsession · 3 years

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If you’re still taking prompts:

“Keeping a secret from your best friend is difficult... but when that secret is that you're madly in love with her, it's downright impossible. At least that's what Cassian thought, until he was a little tipsy and sharing a sleeping bag with said best friend. (College, modern AU)”

With smut please?🧎🏾‍♀️🙏🏽👀🥺

Oh hey bestie! So I think maybe you had like after a college party in mind for this but I went a… different way. Also it’s only smut-adjacent because I think good smut requires a Drabble of its own I think I’m sorry. Hope you enjoy!!!

Camping.

Nesta had two weeks between the end of her internship and the beginning of her last year of college, and somehow, she let herself get dragged along on her sister’s annual camping trip.

Their whole friend group was weird and twisted around like Ivy vines with who was closest to who, who was related to who, who was dating who, who had slept with who’s father (looking at you MOR!), and Nesta tended to avoid the big group things.

But this was only Feyre, Rhys, Azriel, and the real reason she was there… Cassian. Fucking Cassian dragging her off into the woods.

Nesta loved her sisters. She did. She wouldn’t spend time with them and pretend she didn’t hate their boyfriends if she didn’t love them. (Pretending not to hate Rhys and Lucien, for Nesta, pretty much required the energy of a full time job.)

She loved her sisters. But she was there for Cassian. Because she liked Cassian. Genuinely and entirely liked him. Nesta Archeron liked another human being. They’d been best friends since eighth grade when he tried to ask her out on the swing set and she elbowed him in the jaw.

Saying yes to that middle school date would’ve been the worst mistake of her life. Because then she’d have had this short drama filled relationship with Cassian and she wouldn’t have gotten to keep him. And she really loved that she got to keep him. Even if sometimes she wished he’d been her first kiss instead of Tomas.

Anyway, when he said he was going on this camping trip Nesta realized she had to go too. Because there was no way she was spending her free time somewhere that he wasn��t. He was her person. The person she wanted to spend her free time with.

“Pathetic,” Cassian grinned, plucking the pack right off of her back as if it weighed no more than a purse. As if she hadn’t been struggling under its weight for the past 4 kilometres.

“I agreed to camping. I didn’t realize a 7 hour hike was involved to get to the damn place.”

“Two hours at most, sweetheart.” Nesta scowled, pretending, as she always did, to hate his little endearments. “And all of the best spots require a hike. Otherwise they’re overcrowded.”

“Maybe overcrowded is a good thing. Maybe overcrowded means loud and safe instead of offering ourselves up to be a bear buffet.”

“I’ll protect you from any bears, I promise, Nes.”

Nesta glared. “You’re going to fight off a bear if it tries to eat me?”

“Of course I am,” Cassian nodded. “These muscles aren’t just for show.”

Nesta laughed. “How sad I’m going to lose my best friend on this trip. Don’t worry I’ll come up with something nice for the tombstone. “Here lies Cassian. Tried to fight a bear so his muscles would have a purpose.”

“I take it back, you can get eaten by the bear.”

“I’m going to shove you in front of the bear.”

Their water break had landed then both a few hundred feet behind Feyre, Rhys, and Azriel, so Cassian kept hold of her backpack as they moved, teasing her that he was still faster with two packs than she was with none.

When they arrived at the little clearing Nesta had to admit it was beautiful. Serene. A big patch of grass surrounded by trees with a stunning view over the mountains from a clearing just a few feet away.

“Worth the hike?” Cassian asked as he set up their tent. That was the deal. If Nesta was going to camp then he had to do all of the work. Because she didn’t know how to do it. Also he had to share his tent with her because seriously? Why would she own a tent? She wasn’t a damn mountain man.

“It is really pretty.”

“I told you you’d like camping, Nesta!” Feyre called out from over fifty feet away where Azriel, Cassian, and Nesta all banded together to force her and Rhys to put their tent. Far away from the other two. Nesta was so not sleeping on the ground AND listening to her little sister have sex all night.

“Cassian?” Consciousness pulled lightly through Cassian’s sleepy mind. “Cass? CASS!” He shot bolt upright, body instinctively turning to Nesta, looking her over, checking her for injuries or any other thing that might have her yelling his name into the pitch black tent.

“Oh good, you’re awake.”

Cassian laughed. It was probably 3am and she’d just woken him up, and still he was laughing. Man he had it bad.

“What’s up, buttercup?” He made a show of flipping around to face her even though he couldn’t really see her.

“I’m freezing.”

As his eyes adjusted, Cassian looked her over with a frown. She was bundled up in her sleeping bag, wearing his sweater… which he hadn’t given her, but he had discarded in between them before he went to sleep so that was fair game he guessed. It was far from the first time in over a decade of friendship that she’d stolen his sweater, but man… it still did something to him.

“Your sleeping bag isn’t made for below freezing temperatures, is it?”

Nesta stared at him. Blinked. “No. Why would it have to be? It’s August!”

“It’s colder up in the mountains,” Cassian explained. “Especially over night.”

“Great. I’ve been brought into the mountains to freeze to death and now Eris is going to win the gold medal for our year.”

Cassian laughed, “Well I can’t allow that. The horror.” This was probably a bad idea. No it was definitely a bad idea, but the words couldn’t be stopped from leaving his mouth once they popped into his mind. “Come share mine.”

Cassian half unzipped his sleeping bag and made a show of shuffling himself over.

“You’re too big.” She said.

“Thanks I work out,” Nesta glared at his cocky smirk. “Come on Nes, it’s this or letting Eris win the gold medal.”

Nesta huffed, but unzipped her sleeping bag and crawled over to his, her legs were cool as they tangled with his in the tight sleeping bag. Cassian pulled her in, one arm wrapping instinctively around her shoulders to pull her against his chest, before he zipped the sleeping bag up again after her.

This had been such a bad idea. But what could he do? Let her freeze?

Cassian told Nesta everything, so it was already difficult enough to be keeping a secret from his best friend... but when that secret was that he had been madly in love with her since middle school, the situation became impossible. And pulling her perfect body tight up against his and wrapping her in his arms, hands moving up and down her shoulders quickly to try and warm her up, was not helping the situation.

“Thanks,” Nesta murmured sleepily. “I’m already a lot more comfortable.”

Me too, Cassian thought but would never say.

“Hey Cass?” Nesta’s voice was teasing. “What do we do if you wake up with morning wood?”

Cassian chuckled into her hair, a little bit drunk on the familiar scent of rosehips and iron will.

“Then I guess we’ll finally have sex.” He deadpanned.

Nesta’s jaw dropped. Ok. Bad joke. “I’m not having sex with you for the first time in a tent Cassian!”

Now Cassian’s jaw dropped. That was her issue with his suggestion? “I… Nesta I was joking. But… the tent is the problem? The only problem?”

“Grow a pair!” Nesta batted at him with her hand, an impressive feat considering she was all but pinned between him and the sleeping bag. “I thought this was you finally making a move.”

Cassian stared down at her. It was pitch black, but even with just the shadowy outlines of her features, he could see her exact expression in his mind.

“I wouldn’t use you freezing as a ploy to make a move, Nesta.”

“And why not?” She humphed, “it’s the perfect opportunity.”

“It’s… coercive.”

“Do I look coerced to you, Cassian?” Nesta ran her foot up his bare calf and Cassian shuddered.

“I can’t have sex with you if you’re looking for a friends with benefits, Nes.” Nesta paused her movements. “I… fuck, our friendship means so much to me and I’m so afraid to fuck it up. And if we start having sex I won’t be able to handle it being just sex and you’ll start to resent me so we just… shouldn’t go there.”

Nesta’s arms wrapped around him now, struggling to span the full width of his chest. “And if it wasn’t just sex?”

“Please don’t fuck with me about this,” he whispered. Low and Ernest in a way he almost never was.

“What?”

“Dont joke about this if you’re playing around or I don’t… you have to know, Nes. You have to know how completely in love with you I am.”

“Yeah,” Nesta tucked her head under his chin. “I know. I’ve just been waiting for you to make a move.”

It was dark. Cassian could barely see her. But there, with his arms around his best friend in the world, sharing a sleeping bag to keep her warm, Cassian nudged her out of his chest and found her lips in the pitch black.

Why had he kept this secret for so long? Everything in the world was better when he was kissing his best friend.

#nessian #drabbles open #nesta archeron #acosf #nessian fanfiction #cassian #nesta and cassian #a court of thorns and roses #sarah j maas #a court of silver flames #a court of mist and fury #acotar #feysand

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BRO IVE BEEN WAITING FOR A POLY ASK: AND A YANDERE ONE??? THIS IS A GOLD MINE Thank you so much butterscotch princess😭

CW: mental/physical abuse, kidnap, fighting

Of course you love the both of them, if not you wouldn't be here. Or at least you did love them. They were a couple and you weren't particularly interested in being a home wrecker. Yet, you can't hide anything from these two, they're definitely not stupid. To be honest things were becoming stale for Hisoka, and that's when they invited you into their relationship. Everything seemed so perfect at first, two men that you loved dearly who provided a balanced life. You could go to Hisoka for something exciting and new, but sit down with Illumi and relax. The three of you made a power throuple. But if it seems like it is too good to be true, it is. It really was too good.

It had been a few months into the relationship when there were red flags. Illumi and Hisoka never fought for each other, they never had to. You made sure they had their own time with each other. It was when it came to you that there was a problem. Constant arguing and fights over who gets to spend time with you and enjoy your company. Your idea of all of you hanging out was shut down, they each wanted their alone time with you. It went on like this for a few months. Until one day, it all stopped.

Suddenly it seemed as if your boyfriends had never fought in the first place. They never argued over spending time with you, they just knew when they could be with you one on one. At first you thought it was great. You were worried about their relationship for one another, and if it would last much longer like this. They must have talked about it civilly, otherwise it couldn't be so easy for them.

All of the red flags had been lowered and it was back to the honeymoon phase. The three of you got to cuddle at night while you could still have coffee with just one of them in the morning, or they could together. Honestly you weren't so sure about a polyamorous relationship in the beginning, but now you wouldn't change it for the world. Well, at that time you wouldn't have.

Suddenly the atmosphere changed, and you did not see it coming. Whenever you planned to go out, Hisoka and Illumi seemed to be on the same page about you not leaving. ----

"Hey, I'm gonna go hang out with some friends, I'll see you guys later!" You called out as you tied your shoes.

Illumi began taking off your coat and now you were very confused. "You shouldn't go out." He stated.

Hisoka chimed in from the kitchen while he made coffee, "It's going to rain, we don't want you to get caught in a storm."

"I'll just bring an umbrella, and anyway, Daisy will just drive me home." You responded.

Illumi shook his head and hung up your coat, "The news said it would be really bad today."

Hisoka added, "You guys may not even be able to drive in that kind of rain."

---- Everytime it went like this, there was always an excuse. It even got so bad that you were fired from your job. You spend every day at home now. Any time you even mention leaving anymore now, it isn't just excuses. "You won't be able to protect yourself." "Fine, if you get hurt it's your fault." "You can't apply to another job, you really think you can get another one after being fired?" Always something, and it's really starting to get to you. Soon enough it only escalated at it had been. You got dressed to leave and ignored their excuses, opening the door and stepping out. That's when it happened, that's when everything really changed. As you went to shut the door behind yourself, it slammed shut. It slammed shut right on your fingers.

Illumi came out and carried you back inside while you gasped and cradled your hand to your chest. "This is what happens when you don't listen to us. You'll get hurt." That's when you realized how bad things really had gotten. You were pretty sure that three of your fingers were broken, but Illumi wrapped them up with a splint and called it a day.

You just can't do this anymore. If they aren't going to let you leave, then you're going to have to sneak out. Or devise a plan. Of course Hisoka went through your messages, but that would be perfect for your plan. You managed to create a text chain with your 'sick older sister'. She asked that you come to see her ASAP because she is not doing well. This is something that they would allow you to do since it would be a one time thing.

As you laced your shoes and shrugged on a jacket, Hisoka and Illumi watched. Hisoka's hand was wrapped around Illumi's waist, and you could see his anxious grip on him.

"Okay, I'll be back at 4 pm." You had learned to lie through your teeth like a pro.

Hisoka forced a smile and nodded, "Illumi will be there to pick you up."

You give the both of them a quick kiss on the cheek and trot out of the door while waving. "See you soon!"

The sound of the door clicking closed behind you was the sound of jail break. You couldn't help it... You skipped down the hallway while giggling, until your skip turned into a run. And when you turned around? No one was there.

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Killua and Gon were a god send. They accepted you as a person and your friendship became unbreakable. Each day when you woke up, you were excited to face the day. Most of your free time is spent with these two goof balls. If not with them, you're working.

They swung by your workplace when your shift ended so you guys could hangout. While these two are younger than you, they're very mature. Sometimes. And all of their friends are your friends, Kurapika and Leorio who are closer to your age. You would hang out with them too if it weren't for the fact they were always out of town for work.

The three of you make your way to the convenience store. Killua had been begging for the past two days that you guys go get Choco Robots.

Gon checks his phone and announces, "Kurapika and Leorio will be back tomorrow! Leorio said they got a hotel room for the night and would be back to travelling by tomorrow."

You and Killua know that means they're sharing a bed, but Gon is oblivious. And it's really not important for Gon to know at the moment.

Killua throws his arms in the air and yawns, "You always get off work so late. Why can't you work any earlier?"

"Tell that to my manager, she's the one in control of that." You retort.

An idea pops into Gon's head and you can tell because his eyes light up. "Instead of going all the way home, you should sleep over with us tonight! Alluka would love to see you again!"

"You know that her place is closer to us right now than ours, right?" Killua asks.

Gon's eyebrows furrow and he puts a finger to his lip, "Oh yeah..."

The convenience store's doors slide open and make a quiet 'ding' sound. Killua makes a bee line for the Choco Robots and begins putting the whole stock into a basket. You and Gon look at the drinks section and he settles on some strawberry lemonade. Besides the sleeping cashier, you three are the only ones perusing through the gas station sized mart.

Gon is pointing out the condoms and asking what they are when the soft 'ding' of the door sounds out. Killua is blushing and telling him to put the box back while you hold back laughter.

"Gon! Stop it! Just- just put them back!" He stutters out. They may have seemed mature for their age at first, but moments like this make you question it.

You feel a hot breath on the back of your neck and the voice to follow shakes you to your core.

"So this is where you've been hiding."

You whip around and push Hisoka away from you, it doesn't do anything but he does step back. Next to him is Illumi, eyeing not only you but his little brother. You knew they were brothers because Killua told you, but you never expected to see them in the same room together.

Killua's eyes go wide and Gon is already in a defensive position.

Ilumi takes his attention away from Killua and he leers at you instead. "That was a long trip to the hospital. Did you get lost leaving the building?"

"Hey! Why don't you just leave y/n alone?!" Gon barks at them.

It all happens in seconds, if you had blinked you would have missed it. Killua is slammed into the floor and his head makes a hard 'clunk' sound. Before Gon has the chance to attack, he's throw into a display rack, and tumbles to the ground. Killua is too dazed to react. Hisoka makes sure Gon can't get back up by stomping on his stomach, making him cough up blood.

Your last moment of freedom is spent by watching your friends be beat up. A cloth is pressed against your mouth and nose, and your arms are held behind your back. It smells heavily like cleaning supplies, potent ones. It takes a few breaths before you get dizzy, and until you begin losing control of your body. Hisoka is bent down in front of you and he places a kiss to your forehead.

You wish you knew what he said, but you've already succumbed to unconsciousness. Your freedom is relinquished once again.

#hisoka x reader x illumi #illumi x reader x hisoka #hisoka morow #hxh illumi #illumi zoldyck #hisoka x reader #yandere hisoka #yandere illumi #hxh #hunter x hunter #phantom troupe #yandere

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